Script VO épisode 501 "The Eleventh Hour"
Opening shot - drifting lightly in outer space, the camera turns, to face the glorious blue and green planet we all call home. It begins to zoom in closer, then brushes through a cloudy level to hover above London at night.
Suddenly into shot flies the TARDIS, obviously not looking its best. Bouncing around as explosions rock it, it flies over the Millenium Dome.
Inside the central console explodes, sparks flying everywhere though most of it's already on fire. Round to the open doors and the new Doctor is hanging outside, screwdriver in his mouth, barely clinging on by his fingertips.
He hauls himself halfway up, turns to glance around as Big Ben starts chiming, and points the sonic screwdriver at the burning console - sparks fly, the TARDIS jerks, and he nearly falls out again, clinging to the edge of the doorway.
Still rocketing along, the TARDIS just barely lifts him over the topmost spire of St. Stephen's Tower, and he sighs in relief.
He lifts himself firmly back into the TARDIS, closes the doors behind him, and sighs once more, relieved he's not in any immediate danger; the TARDIS has other ideas, and propels itself into action again, knocking the Doctor over and spinning off into the vortex.
OPENING CREDIT
AMELIA POND'S GARDEN
Amelia Pond's garden, as slightly mystical music plays. We draw up to the house, slowly, as we hear young Amelia Pond talking in her adorable Scottish accent.
YOUNG AMELIA : Dear Santa. Thank you for the dolls, and the pencils, and the fish. It's Easter now, so I hope I didn't wake you, but... honest, it is an emergency.
INT. AMELIA'S ROOM
Young Amelia is in her room, kneeling beside her bed, hands together as if she is praying. She glances over to her left, at the wall.
YOUNG AMELIA : There's... a crack in my wall. Aunt Sharon says it's just an ordinary crack, but I know it's not, because... at night there's voices. So please, please could you send someone to fix it. Or a policeman. Or...
The sound of the TARDIS materialising, not far away. Suddenly it's interrupted by a huge crashing from Amelia's garden.
YOUNG AMELIA : Back in a moment.
She gets up, darts to the window. The TARDIS has landed on its side right where her shed once stood; the shed now simply a mess of broken wood all around. Amelia looks towards the sky.
YOUNG AMELIA : Thank you, Santa.
Cut to Amelia stepping out of the front door in her little red wellies, with a torch.
EXT. AMELIA'S GARDEN
She heads slowly towards the TARDIS, which is still steaming gently, looking at it curiously. As she reaches it, the doors burst open, steam pouring out. She looks stunned, but unlike a lot of other children doesn't even think of running.
A grappling hook suddenly flies out, and hooks onto some random piece of garden debris. Sounds of the rope being hauled on, then suddenly a hand grabs the side of the TARDIS, then another hand... and then Eleven pops up, grinning happily at her, soaking wet and in a particularly ragged state. Amelia simply stares.
THE DOCTOR : Can I have an apple ? All I can think about. Apples. I love apples. Maybe I'm having a craving ! That's new, never had cravings before.
He pulls himself up as she watches, to sit astride the TARDIS, looking down at the interior.
THE DOCTOR : Woooah... ! Look at that !
YOUNG AMELIA : ... Are you okay ?
THE DOCTOR : Just had a fall. All the way down there, right to the library. Hell of a climb back up.
YOUNG AMELIA : You're soaking wet.
THE DOCTOR : I was in the swimming pool.
YOUNG AMELIA : You said you were in the library.
THE DOCTOR : So is the swimming pool.
YOUNG AMELIA : Are you a policeman ?
THE DOCTOR (inspecting her closely) : Why ? Did you call a policeman ?
YOUNG AMELIA : Did you come about the crack in my wall ?
THE DOCTOR : What cra- ah- ah- aargh- ha !
He collapses, falling off the TARDIS and onto the ground; Amelia looks concerned.
YOUNG AMELIA : You all right, mister ?
THE DOCTOR : Yeah, I'm fine, it's okay... this is all perfectly nor...
He stops again, jerks once, then his mouth opens, and regenerational energy floats out, disappearing. Amelia stares.
YOUNG AMELIA : Who are you ?
The Doctor holds his hands in front of him. They're glowing with the same energy. He looks somewhat gleeful.
THE DOCTOR : I don't know yet. I'm still cooking. (He pauses). Does it scare you ?
YOUNG AMELIA : No. It just looks a bit weird.
THE DOCTOR : No, no no, the crack in your wall, does it scare you ?
YOUNG AMELIA : Yes.
He grins. A mystery already. He leaps to his feet suddenly, causing her to take a step or two back.
THE DOCTOR : Well then ! No time to lose ! I'm the Doctor. Do everything I tell you, don't ask stupid questions, and don't wander off.
He turns abruptly and starts to stalk off - right into a tree. He falls backwards after a nasty smacking sound, looking slightly surprised. Amelia stands over him, eyebrows raised.
YOUNGAMELIA : You all right ?
THE DOCTOR : ... Early days. Steering's a bit off.
INT. AMELIA'S HOUSE
Inside Amelia's house. Eleven looks around vaguely, but you know he's taking everything in. Amelia steps up to him.
YOUNG AMELIA : If you're a Doctor, why does your box say police ?
The Doctor takes an apple from her, looking slightly affronted; sniffs it, takes a bite, chews it once or twice, and then lazily spits it out, not taking his eyes off Amelia. She looks quite taken aback as the piece flies past her, looking at him as he coughs slightly, holding up the apple.
THE DOCTOR : That's disgusting. What is that ?
YOUNG AMELIA : An apple.
THE DOCTOR : Apple's rubbish, I hate apples.
YOUNG AMELIA : You said you loved them.
THE DOCTOR : No, no, no, I'll have yoghurt ! Yoghurt's my favourite. Gimme yoghurt.
Amelia runs to the fridge, gets out a yoghurt. Eleven takes it from her eagerly, rips the lid off, drinks a bit - then projects it quite far across the room. Amelia looks a little disgusted, staring at him with yoghurt on his face.
THE DOCTOR : I hate yoghurt, it's just stuff ! With bits in.
YOUNG AMELIA : You said it was your favourite.
THE DOCTOR : New mouth. (He wipes a hand across his mouth, smearing the yoghurt around). New rules. It's like eating after cleaning your teeth, everything tastes WROOOOO-
He jerks again, still feeling the regeneration, flinging his hand up to slap his forehead as he straightens up once more.
YOUNG AMELIA : What is it ? What's wrong with you ?
THE DOCTOR : Wrong with me ? It's not my fault. Why can't you give me any decent food ? You're Scottish, fry something.
Series of clips as she puts the gas on, he rubs his hair with a towel, she fries some bacon for him.
THE DOCTOR : Bacon !
He takes a mouthful, starts chewing; she giggles, and he makes a disgusted face and spits it out again into his hand.
THE DOCTOR : Bacon. That's bacon. (He leans towards her seriously). Are you trying to poison me ?
She just stares at him. Another few quick clips, same again, only this time she's making beans.
THE DOCTOR : Ahh. You see ? Beans.
He tries them, then they're quickly spat out into the sink.
THE DOCTOR : Beans are evil. Bad bad beans.
Next clips : She spreads some bread and butter for him.
THE DOCTOR : Bread and butter. Now you're talking.
She slides it across the table to him; next shot, he's stepping outside the back garden, and frisbees the plate away from the house, hearing it crash in the distance. Possibly into a cat.
THE DOCTOR : And stay out !
He brushes his hands, and goes back inside. Pacing up and down the kitchen, Amelia's looking into the fridge for him.
YOUNG AMELIA : We've got some carrots.
THE DOCTOR (stops pacing, turns to look at her) : Carrots ? Are you insane ?! No, wait, hang on. I know what I need. (He heads to the freezer, opens it and starts poking around). I need... I need... I need... I. Need. (He pulls out two boxes). Fish fingers, and custard.
They're both sitting at the table; he's dipping his fish fingers into a bowl full of custard, she's opposite him digging into a large tub of ice cream, watching as he lifts the entire bowl and drinks some custard, leaving him with a rather fetching custard moustache. He wipes it away.
YOUNG AMELIA : Funny.
THE DOCTOR : Am I ? Good. Funny's good. What's your name ?
YOUNG AMELIA : Amelia Pond.
THE DOCTOR : Ohh, that's a brilliant name. Amelia Ponnnd. Like a name in a fairytale. Are we in Scotland, Amelia ?
YOUNG AMELIA (sighing) : No. Had to move to England. It's rubbish.
THE DOCTOR : So what about your mum and dad then ? Are they upstairs ? Thought we'd've woken them by now.
YOUNG AMELIA : Don't have a mum and dad. Just an aunt.
THE DOCTOR : I don't even have an aunt.
YOUNG AMELIA : You're lucky.
THE DOCTOR : I know. (He pauses) So your aunt. Where's she ?
YOUNG AMELIA : She's out.
THE DOCTOR : And she left you all alone ?!
YOUNG AMELIA : I'm not scared !
THE DOCTOR : Course you're not ! You're not scared of anything. Box falls out of the sky, man falls out of the box, man eats fish custard. And look at you ! Just sitting there. So you know what I think ?
YOUNG AMELIA : What ?
THE DOCTOR : Must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall.
The camera is zooming slowly in on Amelia; she does indeed look worried.
AMELIA'S BEDROOM
Amelia's room; the Doctor's come to investigate. He pokes around the crack curiously.
THE DOCTOR : You've had some cowboys in here.
Amelia's behind him, hanging around in the doorway.
THE DOCTOR : Not actual cowboys. Though that can happen.
YOUNG AMELIA : I used to hate apples. Then my mum put faces on them.
He turns to her, she's holding an apple. She comes over, and hands it to him; it has a smiley face carved into it.
THE DOCTOR : She sounds good, your mum. I'll keep it for later. (He turns back to examine the wall). This wall's solid, and the crack doesn't go all the way through it. So here's a thing : where's the draft coming from ? (He zaps the sonic screwdriver along it, before closing it back up). Wibbly wobbly timey wimey. Do you know what the crack is ?
YOUNG AMELIA : What ?
THE DOCTOR : ... It's a crack.
They both look at it, before he presses his face up against it.
THE DOCTOR : But I'll tell you something funny. If you knock this wall down, the crack would stay put, cause the crack isn't in the wall.
YOUNG AMELIA : Where is it then ?
THE DOCTOR : Everywhere. In everything, it's a split in the skin of the world. Two parts of space and time that should never have touched... pressed together. Right here in the wall of your bedroom. Sometimes - can you hear- ?
YOUNG AMELIA : A voice. Yes.
The Doctor darts over to her bedside table, picks up a glass of water, and his arm jerks backwards, flinging all the water out. He looks at the glass as if he's surprised that suddenly there's no water in it, before pressing it against the wall, and his ear to the other end. A whisper of a voice suddenly becomes clearer.
A VOICE : Prisoner Zero has escaped.
THE DOCTOR : Prisoner Zero...
YOUNG AMELIA : Prisoner Zero has escaped. That's what I heard. What does it mean ?
The Doctor continues to press his ear against the glass, against the wall.
THE VOICE : Prisoner Zero has escaped.
He straightens up, pulling the glass away.
THE DOCTOR : It means, on the other side of this wall, there's a prison. And they've lost a prisoner, and d'you know what that means ?
YOUNG AMELIA : What ?
THE DOCTOR : You need a better wall. (He leans down, picks up her desk, and drags it out of the way, getting to some action). The only way to close the breach is to open it all the way. Forces will invert, and it will snap itself shut... or...
YOUNG AMELIA : What ?
THE DOCTOR (pause) : You know when grown-ups tell you everything's gonna be fine, and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better ?
YOUNG AMELIA (obviously she knows this, sighing slightly) : Yes...
THE DOCTOR (beat) : Everything's gonna be fine.
He holds out his hand to her, and she takes it. He turns back to the wall, keeping Amelia safely behind him, raises the sonic screwdriver, and flicks it on. The crack glows with a brilliant bright light, before prising itself open. Inside is mostly blackness, except for the faint outline of bars somewhere in the distance.
THE ATRAXI : Prisoner Zero has escaped.
The Doctor stares, then takes a step forward.
THE ATRAXI : Prisoner Zero has escaped.
THE DOCTOR : Hello ? Helloooo...
Suddenly a very large eyeball fills the space. The Doctor takes a step or two back, startled, as the eye rests on the two of them. The eye abruptly fires some little glowing ball of light which curves round and hits the Doctor's pocket, as he falls backward against her bed. The crack closes, slowly.
THE DOCTOR : There, see ! Told you it would close ! Good as new.
YOUNG AMELIA : What's that thing ? Was that Prisoner Zero ?
THE DOCTOR : No. I think that was Prisoner Zero's guard. Whatever it was, it sent me a message. (He holds up the psychic paper, waving it). Psychic paper. Takes a lovely little message. (He reads it) "Prisoner Zero has escaped." But why tell us... ? (pause) Unless...
YOUNG AMELIA : Unless what ?
THE DOCTOR : ... Unless Prisoner Zero escaped through here. (He's already looking around the room, for any trace). But he couldn't have. We'd know.
He runs out of her bedroom, Amelia follows him, until he stops abruptly on the landing.
INT. AMELIA'S HOUSE
He does a double take at one of the doors around them, then continues looking around.
THE DOCTOR : It's difficult, brand new me, nothing works yet, but there's something I'm missing...
Close up on his eyes, as he very... slowly... turns his head... to face the door he'd glanced at twice earlier.
THE DOCTOR : In the corner... of my eye...
There's something not quite right about the door... But suddenly they hear the sound of the cloister bell ringing in the TARDIS, and the Doctor jumps into action, running for the stairs.
THE DOCTOR : No, no no no no no no, noo !
AMELIA'S GARDEN
Out in the back garden again, and Amelia's chasing the Doctor back to the TARDIS.
THE DOCTOR : I've gotta get back in there ! The engines are phasing ! It's gonna burn !
YOUNG AMELIA : But ! It's just a box, how can a box have engines ?!
The Doctor's fussing around the TARDIS, still on its side, running around it and eventually jumping up to sit on it.
THE DOCTOR : It's not a box ! It's a time machine.
YOUNG AMELIA (not impressed) : What ? A real one ? You've got a real time machine ?
THE DOCTOR : Not for much longer, if I can't get it stabilised ! Five minute hop into the future should do it !
YOUNG AMELIA : ... Can I come ?
THE DOCTOR : Not safe in here, not yet. Five minutes. Give me five minutes ! I'll be right back.
YOUNG AMELIA : ... People always say that.
The Doctor stops where he is, now sitting astride it, turning around to jump down and crouch beside her.
THE DOCTOR : Am I people ? Do I even look like people ? Trust me. I'm the Doctor.
Amelia smiles, reassured. He leaps back up again, turns to take one last look at the little girl, before grinning, and jumping in.
THE DOCTOR : Geronimooooooooooooo !
The sound of splashing far, far below, and the TARDIS doors swing closed. The TARDIS dematerialises, disappearing as Amelia watches. As soon as it's gone, she takes off, running back to the house, up to her bedroom, and pulls out a suitcase from under her bed. She starts to pack up her clothes and a teddy, neatly, and runs back outside.
As she runs through the landing, towards the stairs, we zoom in on the door that the Doctor had noticed earlier. It's not closed anymore, but a quite, quite open, and Amelia hasn't seen.
She runs outside again, suitcase packed, and sits in front of the destroyed shed, on top of the suitcase. Waiting for her Doctor to return.
The camera pulls back through the window overlooking the back garden. Slowly, pulling back... as a shadow passes in front of the camera. Tracking up to the clock on the wall, showing half past eleven at night, it changes to twenty past ten. Birds are singing, and the TARDIS is materialising.
AMELIA POND'S GARDEN
The garden : it's now daytime, and the TARDIS arrives, still steaming, it's windows tinted amber. The Doctor steps out, looking around curiously.
THE DOCTOR : Amelia ! (He starts to run towards the house). Amelia ! I worked out what it was ! I know what I was missing ! You've gotta get out of there !
He presses the sonic screwdriver against the lock, but has to click it several times before it'll work. He assume the sonic is somewhat connected to the TARDIS, which in itself is connected to the Doctor. None of them are really looking their best. It finally works, and he heads inside, still calling her name as he runs upstairs, straight to the suspicious door.
THE DOCTOR : Amelia ! Amelia ! Are you all right ?! Are you there ? (He presses the sonic against the lock of THIS door, and it splutters slightly). Prisoner Zero's here. (raising his voice) Prisoner Zero is here ! Prisoner Zero is here ! Prisoner Zero's here, do you understand me ? Prisoner Zero is...
A floorboard creaks behind him; he turns, and a cricket bat smacks him hard in the face. He falls unconscious to the floor.
THE LOCAL HOSPITAL
Rory Williams, a nurse at the hospital, walks up a corridor with one of the doctors, Doctor Ramsden, into a room full of coma patients. They stop at a bed as she picks up a chart.
DOCTOR RAMSDEN : So. They all called out once. That's what you're saying. All of them. All the coma patients. You do understand that these people are all comatose, don't you ? They can't speak.
RORY WILLIAMS : Yes, Doctor Ramsden.
DOCTOR RAMSDEN : Then why are you wasting my time ?
RORY : ... Because they called for you.
DOCTOR RAMSDEN : Me ?
Rory nods, and they stare at each other in surprise as they're suddenly interrupted by the voice of one of the patients.
COMA PATIENT 1 : Doc... tor...
They turn to face him, as he speaks again.
COMA PATIENT 1 : Doctor.
COMA PATIENT 2 : Doctor.
They turn again as the patient whose bed they're standing beside speaks.
COMA PATIENT 2 : Doctor.
More voices join in. Soon the entire room full of people, all unconscious, are repeating the word Doctor over and over, as Rory kicks his heels, looking a little satisfied with himself.
AMY'S HOUSE
The Doctor himself is unconscious, sitting on the floor still on the landing, against a radiator. He wakes up, slowly, blearily, to see a young policewoman with gorgeous ginger hair, speaking into a radio.
POLICEWOMAN : White male, mid-twenties, breaking and entering. Send me some backup, I've got him restrained. (She turns to face him as he wakes, hand on her hip). Oi ! You, sit still.
THE DOCTOR (Clearing his throat) : Cricket bat. I'm getting... Cricket. Bat.
POLICEWOMAN : You were breaking and entering.
The Doctor stares curiously for a second, then abruptly tries to stand up. He falls back down again quickly, realising that he's handcuffed to the radiator.
THE DOCTOR : Oh that's much better. Brand new me. Whack on the head, just what I needed.
POLICEWOMAN : Do you want to shut up now ? I've got backup on the way.
THE DOCTOR : Hang on, no, wait. You're a policewoman.
POLICEWOMAN : And you're breaking and entering. You see how this works ?
THE DOCTOR : No, what are you doing here ? Where's Amelia ?
The policewoman stares. This obviously rings a bell.
POLICEWOMAN : ... Amelia Pond ?
THE DOCTOR : Yeah. Amelia. Little Scottish girl. Where is she ? I promised her five minutes, but the engines were phasing, I suppose I must have gone a bit far. Has something happened to her ?
The policewoman is still staring at him, warily.
POLICEWOMAN : Amelia Pond hasn't lived here in a long time.
THE DOCTOR : How long ?
POLICEWOMAN : ... Six months.
THE DOCTOR (beat) : No. No ! No. Noo. I can't be six months late, I said five minutes. I promised.
He sniffs.
The policewoman turns away from him, clicking her radio, and he strains to get her attention again.
THE DOCTOR : What happened to her ? What happened to Amelia Pond ?
POLICEWOMAN (into radio) : Sarge, it's me again, hurry it up. This guy knows something about Amelia Pond.
IN THE HOSPITAL
Back in the hospital, still with Rory and Doctor Ramsden. She's checking one of the coma patients'eyes.
DOCTOR RAMSDEN : Don't think they were even conscious.
RORY: Doctor Ramsden, there is another, sort of, um, funny... thing.
DOCTOR RAMSDEN : Yes, I know. Doctor Carver told me about your conversation. We've been very patient with you, Rory. You're a good enough nurse, but for goodness'sake.
RORY: I've seen them !
DOCTOR RAMSDEN : These patients are under twenty-four hour supervision, we know if their blood pressure changes ! There is no possibility that you could've seen them wandering around the village... why are you giving me your phone ?!
He has been doing something on his mobile, and is holding it out to her, to take a look.
RORY: It's a camera, too.
She reaches out to take it from him, then stops as her pager goes off.
DOCTOR RAMSDEN : You need to take some time off, Rory. A lot of time off. (He starts to protest, she overrules him). Start now ! Now !
He turns and walks off, staring at his phone as if he doesn't know what to do with it.
AMELIA'S HOUSE
The Doctor and the policewoman are still where they were before.
THE DOCTOR : I need to speak to whoever lives in this house right now.
POLICEWOMAN : I live here.
THE DOCTOR : But you're the police !
POLICEWOMAN : Yes, and this is where I live ! You got a problem with that ?
The Doctor's eyes flick to the door, then back. From then he doesn't take his eyes off her.
THE DOCTOR : How many rooms ?
POLICEWOMAN : ... I'm sorry, what ?
THE DOCTOR : On this floor. How many rooms on this floor ? Count them for me, now.
POLICEWOMAN : Why ?
THE DOCTOR : Because it will change your life.
POLICEWOMAN : ... Five. One, two, three, four, five.
She points them out.
THE DOCTOR : Six.
POLICEWOMAN (laughs) : Six ?
THE DOCTOR : Look.
POLICEWOMAN : Look where ?
THE DOCTOR : Exactly where you don't wanna look. Where you never wanna look. The corner of your eye. Look behind you.
The same close up on her eyes that was on the Doctor's earlier, when he was here with Young Amelia. She turns, and suddenly, she can see the door.
POLICEWOMAN : That's... that is not possible. How is that possible ?
THE DOCTOR : There's a perception filter all round the door. Sensed it last time I was here. Should've seen it.
POLICEWOMAN : But that's a whole room. That's a whole room I've never even noticed.
THE DOCTOR : The filter stops you noticing. Something came here, a while ago, to hide, and it's still hiding, and you need to uncuff me now !
POLICEWOMAN : Don't have the key, I lost it.
She starts moving towards the door.
THE DOCTOR : How can you have lost it ?! ... Stay away from that door !
She ignores him.
THE DOCTOR : Do not touch that door !
She ignores him.
THE DOCTOR : Listen to me, do not open that !
She ignores him, turning the handle, and stepping inside. The Doctor throws his hand up in the air.
THE DOCTOR : Why does no one ever listen to me ? Do I just have a face that nobody listens to ?! (He pauses) ... Again. (He starts feeling in his pockets). My screwdriver, where is it ? Silver thing, blue at the end, where did it go ?!
The policewoman is wandering around the room she never knew existed, curiously.
POLICEWOMAN : There's nothing here.
THE DOCTOR (from outside the room) : Whatever's in there stopped you seeing the whole room. What makes you think you could see it ? Now please, just get out !
POLICEWOMAN (examining something in front of her) : Silver, blue at the end ?
THE DOCTOR (from outside) : My screwdriver, yeah.
POLICEWOMAN : It's here.
THE DOCTOR : Must've rolled under the door.
POLICEWOMAN : Yeah. Must've. (the camera shows the screwdriver, on a table in front of her). And then it must've... jumped up on the table.
Zoom in on the Doctor. Something's wrong.
THE DOCTOR (from outside the room again) : Get out of there. Get out of there ! Get out ! Get out of there !!
The policewoman is reaching down, to pick up the screwdriver, which is covered in some sort of sticky viscous liquid. The Doctor is straining against the handcuffs, trying to see round the door. The policewoman is suddenly aware of something not quite right. There's a large, slimy, reptilian-esque creature hanging from the ceiling right behind her, but as yet, she can't see it.
THE DOCTOR (from outside) : What is it ? What are you doing ?
POLICEWOMAN : There's nothing here, but...
She's moving her head, looking around, but the creature is staying firmly behind her.
THE DOCTOR : Corner of your eye...
POLICEWOMAN : What is it ?
THE DOCTOR : Don't try to see it, if it knows you've seen it it will kill you ! Don't look at it !
She's still looking around, trying to see it.
THE DOCTOR : Do not... look.
Too late. As she spins her head around, she comes face to face with it. It opens it's mouth, wide, baring its long pointy teeth, and she screams.
THE DOCTOR : Get out !
Back on the landing now - she runs out of the room, slams the door, runs over to him.
THE DOCTOR : Gimme that.
He reaches out and takes the screwdriver, quickly aims it at the door, and it locks. He turns it on himself, now, aiming it at the cuffs.
THE DOCTOR : Oh, what's the bad alien done to you ?
POLICEWOMAN : Will that door hold it ?
THE DOCTOR : Oh, yeah, yeah, course. It's an interdimensional multiform from outer space, they're all terrified of wood.
She gives him a scathing look, and the door suddenly flashes yellow from within.
POLICEWOMAN : What's that ? What's it doing ?
THE DOCTOR (looks up from rubbing his screwdriver) : I don't know. Getting dressed ? Run. Just go, your backup's coming, I'll be fine.
POLICEWOMAN : There is no backup.
THE DOCTOR : ... I heard you on the radio, you called for backup.
POLICEWOMAN : I was pretending, it's a pretend radio.
THE DOCTOR : But you're a policewoman.
POLICEWOMAN : I'm a kissogram !
She pulls off her hat, and all her tightly done hair falls out loosely. There's no time for staring, though, as the door crashes down at the other end of the corridor. A man and his very large black dog step out, staring at the two of them.
POLICEWOMAN : ... But it's just...
THE DOCTOR : No it isn't. Look at the faces.
The dog starts to growl, and then bark. But as the (not) policewoman looks, the dog's face isn't moving. But the man's is. The man is barking.
POLICEWOMAN : ... What ? I'm sorry, but - What ?!
THE DOCTOR : It's all one creature, one creature disguised as two. Clever, old, multi-form. A bit of a rushed job, though, got the voices a bit muddled, did you ? (The creature stares at him). Mind you, where did you get the pattern from ? You'd need a psychic link, life feed, how'd you fix that ?
The man growls again.
Cut to the hospital, briefly - it's Coma Patient 1, and there are pictures of his large black dog on the bedside table beside him.
Back in Amelia's house, and he takes a step towards them, before opening his mouth and revealing large pointy teeth, the same as the creature's.
THE DOCTOR : Stay away ! (pause). Apparently we're safe, wanna know why ? (He pats the policewoman's shoe). She sent for backup.
POLICEWOMAN : I didn't send for backup !
THE DOCTOR : ... I know, that was a clever line to save our lives. Okay, yeah, no backup !
The man closes his mouth, stops growling.
THE DOCTOR : And that's why we're safe. Alone we're not a threat to you. If we HAD backup then you'd have to kill us.
There's a sudden voice from outside.
THE ATRAXI : Attention Prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded. Attention Prisoner Zero. The human residence is surrounded.
POLICEWOMAN : What's that ?
THE DOCTOR : Well, that would be backup. Okay, one more time. We do have backup, and that's definitely why we're safe.
THE ATRAXI : Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated.
THE DOCTOR : ... Well, safe apart from, you know, incineration.
THE ATRAXI : Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated.
This continues to repeat. The man and his dog wander off into another room to look out of the window; the Doctor slams the screwdriver on the floor, trying to get it to work.
THE DOCTOR : Work, work, work, work. Come on !
Finally, it does, and the handcuffs snap open.
THE DOCTOR : Run ! (He takes her hand and pushes her ahead of him, and she tears down the stairs). Run !
The Atraxi voice is still continuing; the Doctor and the policewoman run out of the house, slamming the door behind them, and the Doctor sonics it locked. They continue running towards the TARDIS.
THE DOCTOR : A kissogram ?!
POLICEWOMAN : Yes, a kissogram ! What's going on ?!
THE DOCTOR : Why'd you pretend to be a policewoman ?!
POLICEWOMAN : You broke into my house ! It was this or a French maid ! What's going on, tell me ! Tell me !
THE DOCTOR : An alien convict is hiding in your spare room, disguised as a man and a dog, and some other aliens are about to incinerate your house. Any questions ?
POLICEWOMAN : Yes !
THE DOCTOR : Me too. (He tries to unlock the TARDIS, with no luck). No, no, no, no, no ! Don't do that, not now... It's still rebuilding, not letting us in.
THE ATRAXI : ... Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence...
THE WOMAN : Come on !
She grabs the Doctor's arm, pulls him away from where he's currently pressed up against the TARDIS, rubbing it gently. He tries to pull away.
THE DOCTOR : Wait, wait, hang on ! Wait wait wait wait wait, the shed ! I destroyed that shed last time I was here, smashed it to pieces !
He runs over to it, she follows.
THE WOMAN : So, there's a new one ! Let's go !
THE DOCTOR : Yeah, but the new one's got old ! It's ten years old at least ! (He sniffs it, rubs it and licks his finger). Twelve years. I'm not six months late, I'm twelve years late.
He turns to look at the policewoman.
THE WOMAN : He's coming.
THE DOCTOR : You said six months ! Why did you say six months ?
POLICEWOMAN : We've gotta go.
THE DOCTOR : This matters. This is important ! Why did you say six months ?
She snaps, spinning to shout at him.
THE WOMAN : Well why did you say five minutes ?!
He stares at her, in shock. Her eyes are wide. He knows, now, this is Amelia Pond.
THE DOCTOR (whispering) : ... What...
AMELIA POND : Come on.
THE DOCTOR : What ?
AMELIA : Come on !!
THE DOCTOR : What ?!
She pulls him by the hand, and they run out of the garden as the Atraxi voice continues. They run past the front door, as the man and the dog stand there, and the man barks.
THE ATRAXI : Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated...
The Doctor and Amelia run up the little village road towards the village square, and he stops, turning to her.
THE DOCTOR : You're Amelia.
She continues walking, and he catches up to her.
AMELIA : You're late.
THE DOCTOR : Amelia Pond ! You're the little girl !
AMELIA : I'm Amelia, and you're late !
THE DOCTOR : What happened ?!
AMELIA : Twelve years.
THE DOCTOR : You hit me with a cricket bat !
AMY : Twelve years !
THE DOCTOR : A cricket bat !
AMELIA : Twelve years, and four psychiatrists.
THE DOCTOR : ... Four ?
AMELIA : ... I kept biting them.
THE DOCTOR : Why ?
He obviously finds this vaguely hilarious.
AMELIA : They said you weren't real.
THE ATRAXI : Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated.
The Doctor and Amelia look over to see the voice blaring out of the speakers of an ice cream van.
AMELIA : No, no, no, come on. What ? We're being staked out... by an ice cream van.
The two of them run up to the van.
THE DOCTOR : What's that ? Why are you playing that ?
ICE CREAM MAN : It's supposed to be "Clair de la Lune".
The Doctor picks up a radio, holds it to his ear.
THE ATRAXI : Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated. Repeat. Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated.
The Doctor pokes around the radio, then wanders off to the side of the ice cream van. Everything with speakers is playing the same thing, iPods, mobile phones, etc.
AMELIA : Doctor, what's happening ?
They both look around for a few more seconds, and then run off, apparently in different directions, the Doctor leaping over someone's garden fence.
A LOVELY OLD LADY HOUSE, MRS ANGELO
The Doctor hurries in through the unlocked door, skids on the carpet, and heads into the living room, where the old lady is trying to press her remote. On the screen is the giant eyeball, whizzing around, and speaking the same words as everything else from outside.
THE DOCTOR : Hello ! Sorry to burst in, we're doing a special on television faults in this area.
Amelia bursts in suddenly too.
THE DOCTOR : ... Also, crimes. Let's have a look.
He walks over to check out the remote.
MRS ANGELO : I was just about to phone. It's on every channel ! (She notices Amelia). Oh, hello Amy dear ! ... Are you a policewoman now ?
AMY (Clearly embarassed) : Well ! Sometimes...
MRS ANGELO : I thought you were a nurse.
The Doctor looks up at Amy curiously.
AMY : I can. Be a nurse.
MRS ANGELO : Or, actually a nun ?
AMY : I dabble !
She laughs it off. The old lady decides to ignore this.
MRS ANGELO : Amy, who's your friend ?
THE DOCTOR : Who's Amy ? You're Amelia.
AMY : Yeah, now I'm Amy !
THE DOCTOR : Amelia Pond ! That was a great name !
AMY : ... Bit fairytale.
The Doctor stares at her.
MRS ANGELO : I know you, don't I ? I mean I've seen you somewhere before !
THE DOCTOR : Not me. Brand new face. (He stretches out his mouth, as wide as he can, to apparently show her how new his face is). First time on. And what sort of job's a kissogram ?
AMY : I go to parties, and... I kiss people. (she clears her throat). With outfits. It's a laugh !
THE DOCTOR : You were a little girl five minutes ago !
AMY : You're worse than my aunt.
THE DOCTOR : I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everybody's aunt ! (He turns back to Mrs Angelo). And, that is not how I'm introducing myself.
She nods, a little bemused, and he turns and starts sonicking the radio, tuning it into different channels. The voice of the Atraxi continues to come out, in different languages.
THE DOCTOR : Okay. So it's everywhere. In every language. They're broadcasting to the whole world.
He runs over to the window, opens it, and leans out, looking at the sky.
AMY : What's up there ? What are you looking at ?
He pulls himself back in, wandering around the room.
THE DOCTOR : Okay. Planet this size, two poles ? Your basic molten core ? Uh, they're gonna need a forty per cent fission blast.
Jeff comes in the front door behind him, he walks up to Jeff, backing him against the wall, as the Doctor leans right up close to him.
THE DOCTOR : But they'll have to power up first. So, assuming a medium sized star ship... that's twenty minutes. What do you think ? Twenty minutes ?
He bounces up and down, raising and lowering himself on his tiptoes to equal Jeff's height, then back to his own height, then up again.
THE DOCTOR : Yeah... Twenty minutes. We've got twenty minutes.
AMY : Twenty minutes to what ?
JEFF ANGELO : Are you the Doctor ?
MRS ANGELO : He is, isn't he ? He's the Doctor ! The Raggedy Doctor ! All those cartoons you did when you were little ? The Raggedy Doctor ! It's him !
Amy clears her throat.
AMY : ... Shut up.
THE DOCTOR : ... Cartoons ?
He heads over towards the telly, slumps on the sofa. Jeff wanders closer.
JEFF ANGELO : Gran ? It's him, isn't it ? It's really him !
AMY : Jeff, shut up ! Twenty minutes to what ?
THE DOCTOR : The human residence. They're not talking about your house, they're talking about the planet. Somewhere up there, there's a spaceship. Aaand, it's going to incinerate the planet. (He pauses) Twenty minutes to the end of the world.
He glances at Amy, who looks back at him.
UP IN SPACE
Above the planet. There's an entire fleet of the Atraxi ships, all looking like lovely little snowflakes. They all have a swivelling blue eyeball in the center, and apparently space is suddenly not a vacuum and therefore there's sound, because the Atraxi voice is still broadcasting from one of its ships.
Outside, now, the Doctor and Amy are walking past the village green.
THE DOCTOR : What is this place ? Where am I ?
AMY : Leadworth.
THE DOCTOR : Where's the rest of it ?
AMY : This is it.
THE DOCTOR : Is there an airport ?
AMY : No.
THE DOCTOR : A nuclear power station ?
AMY : Ha, no.
THE DOCTOR : Even just a little one ?
AMY : No.
THE DOCTOR : Nearest city ?
AMY : Half an hour by car.
THE DOCTOR : We don't have half an hour. Do we have a car ?
AMY : No.
THE DOCTOR : Oh, that's good ! Fantastic, that is, twenty minutes to save the world, and I've got a Post Office. And it's shut. What is that ?
He points ahead, then runs towards it. Amy follows.
AMY : It's a duck pond.
The Doctor turns to face her.
THE DOCTOR : Why aren't there any ducks ?
AMY : I don't know, there's never any ducks !
THE DOCTOR : Then how do you know it's a duck pond ?
AMY : It just is ! Is it important, a duck pond ?
THE DOCTOR : I don't know. How would I know ?
During this line he clutches his chest, still jerking around slightly as he falls backwards.
THE DOCTOR : This is too soon... I'm not ready, I'm not done yet.
Amy stares at him, then they both look to the sky as shadow falls.
AMY : What's happening ? Why's it going dark ?
The dark slowly passes, but the Sun is left looking strange.
AMY : What's wrong with the Sun ?
THE DOCTOR : Nothing. You're looking at it through a forcefield, they've sealed off your upper atmosphere, now they're getting ready to boil the planet.
Amy stares at him as he gets up, and looks around the park, at everyone who's pulled out a mobile phone and is filming the strange-looking Sun.
THE DOCTOR : Oh, and here they come. The human race. See, the end comes, as it was always going to, down a video phone.
AMY : This isn't real, is it, this is some kind of big wind-up...
THE DOCTOR : Why would I wind you up ?
AMY : You told me you had a time machine.
THE DOCTOR : And you believed me.
AMY : Then I grew up.
THE DOCTOR : Oh, well you never wanna do that. No. Hang on, shut up ! Wait. I missed it. (He slaps himself in the forehead, painfully). I saw it, and I missed it. (He slaps himself again, his head is looking quite red). What did I see, I saw, what did I see, I saw I saw I saw...
The camera zooms in on the Doctor's eye, and then out from there.
Moving around the park, we look around at all the people frozen in a still image, holding their mobiles up at the Sun, making their videos, before we suddenly see Rory, his mobile also out... but aiming not at the Sun, instead towards the man and his dog, standing together at the side of the park. Looking around at the man and his dog before returning to Rory - zoom in on Rory, then out from the Doctor's eye - this is a we some Doctor vision.
Back to normal speed, now Rory looks around somewhat shiftily, messing with his mobile. The Doctor glances at the clock, then turns to Amy.
THE DOCTOR : Twenty minutes ! I can do it ! Twenty minutes, the planet burns, run to your loved ones and say goodbye... or stay and help me.
AMY : ... No.
The Doctor's not sure he's just heard correctly.
THE DOCTOR : I'm sorry ?
AMY : NO !
She grabs hold of his tie, tightly, and drags him towards a just-parked car in the car park right behind them.
THE DOCTOR : Amy - no, no ! What are you doing ?!
She opens the car door, and slams it closed on his tie, trapping him there, then takes the car keys off the old man who owns the car, Mr Henderson, and locks it.
THE DOCTOR : Are you out of your mind ?!
AMY : Who are you ?
THE DOCTOR : You know who I am.
AMY : No really. Who are you ?
THE DOCTOR : Look at the sky. End of the world. Twenty minutes.
AMY : Well, better talk quickly then.
MR HENDERSON : Amy... I am going to need my car back.
AMY : Yes, in a bit. Now go and have coffee.
MR HENDERSON : Right. Yes...
He leaves. The Doctor fiddles around in his pocket, and pulls out an apple, tossing it to Amy.
THE DOCTOR : Catch.
She does, and she stares at it. It's the one she gave him just before he inspected the crack in the wall. The smiley face is still carved into it.
THE DOCTOR : I'm the Doctor. I'm a time traveller. Everything I told you twelve years ago is true. I'm real. What's happening in the sky is real, and if you don't let me go right now, everything you've ever known is over.
AMY (considering this, and the apple, intensely) : ... I don't believe you.
THE DOCTOR : Just - twenty minutes. (He takes her arm, the one holding the apple). Just believe me for twenty minutes. Look at it. (she stares at the apple). Fresh as the day you gave it to me, and you know it's the same one.
Awesome epic blue light flare as, in slow motion, Amy takes her second's thought, looking between the Doctor's earnest face and the smiling of the apple.
THE DOCTOR : Amy. Believe, for twenty minutes.
Pause, then she raises the car keys and unlocks the car.
AMY : What do we do ?
THE DOCTOR : Stop that nurse.
Amy grins a slightly evil smile, and we only realise why later. The Doctor, freed, takes off, jumping over the low chain link fence and running straight past Rory, the nurse, nicking Rory's phone swiftly as he goes. He peers at the phone, curiously, then turns and confronts Rory. Amy catches up, having run slower, after barely bouncing over the low fence and stopping to tug down her short, short skirt.
THE DOCTOR : The Sun's going out, and you're photographing a man and a dog, why ?
He hands Rory back his phone. Rory sees Amy as she catches up, and is obviously relieved.
RORY : Amy !
AMY : Hi ! (to the Doctor) : Oh, uh, this is Rory, he's a... friend.
RORY : Boyfriend.
AMY : Kind of. Boyfriend.
RORY : Amy !
THE DOCTOR : Man and a dog. Why ?
RORY : Oh, my gosh. It's him.
AMY : Just, answer his question, please.
RORY : It's him though ! The Doctor, the Raggedy Doctor !
AMY : Yeah ! He, he came back.
RORY : But he was a story, he was a game.
He is interrupted as the Doctor impatiently grabs him by the front of his shirt.
THE DOCTOR : Man and a dog ! Why ! Tell me ! Now !
RORY : Sorry ! Because - he can't be there - because, he's...
RORY / THE DOCTOR (simultaneously) : In a hospital, in a coma.
RORY : ... Yeah.
THE DOCTOR : Knew it. Multiform, you see ? (He lets go of Rory, brushes him down). Disguise itself as anything, but it needs a lifefeed, a psychic link, with a living, but dormant mind.
On "dormant", he pokes Rory in the face. They're interrupted by the dog barking from behind them, or is it the man? It's both. They all spin around, Eleven moves forward to confront him.
THE DOCTOR : Prisoner Zero.
RORY : What ? There's a Prisoner Zero too ?
AMY : Yes.
An Atraxi ship with a giant eyeball suddenly flies in, hovers over the church, and starts scanning.
THE DOCTOR : See, that ship up there is scanning this area for non-terrestrial technology. (He takes the sonic screwdriver out of his pocket). And nothing says non-terrestrial like a sonic screwdriver !
Looking gleeful, he holds down the button, and raises the screwdriver into the air. Streetlamps suddenly start exploding, car alarms all go off, and a mobility scooter has a mind of its own. A previously parked fire engine also decides it doesn't need people to drive, and trundles off down the road, the firemen chasing after it. All the while the Atraxi ship is scanning, in the wrong direction.
THE DOCTOR : I think someone's gonna notice, don't you ?
The man and his dog bark and growl - the Doctor aims his sonic towards a telephone box, which explodes quite loudly. But suddenly the screwdriver itself explodes, and the Doctor drops it onto the ground in front of him. The Doctor attempts to pick at the charred mess.
THE DOCTOR : No, no no ! Don't DO that !!
The Atraxi ship starts to pack up and leave, and the Doctor stands to face it.
THE DOCTOR : It's going ! No, come back ! He's here ! Come back ! He's here, Prisoner Zero is here !
Prisoner Zero, as the man, gives a smug smirk. Then the entire creature, man and dog, glows orange and basically melts down the drain.
THE DOCTOR : Come back ! He's here, Prisoner Zero is... here...
AMY : Doctor ! The drain, it just... sort of, melted and went down the drain.
THE DOCTOR : Well, of course it did.
AMY : What do we do now ?!
THE DOCTOR : It's hiding in human form. We need to drive it into the open. No TARDIS, no screwdriver, seventeen minutes, come on... Think. Think !
At the hospital. Coma patient 1, the man, without his dog, is shaking in his bed, and Doctor Ramsden's voice is faint in the background. She's trying to wake him.
DOCTOR RAMSDEY : Barney. Barney ! Barney ! Can you hear me, Barney ? Barney ! Barney !
The angle moves upwards, to the ventilation shaft right above Barney's bed. Prisoner Zero, having a somewhat ethereal form as his snake self, seems to appear through the metal of the grate, hovering above the bed.
Back in the park. The three of them are looking at the drain Prisoner Zero disappeared down.
AMY : So that thing. That hid in my house for twelve years ?
THE DOCTOR : Multiforms can live for millenia. Twelve years is a pitstop.
AMY : So how come you show up again on the same day that lot do ? The same minute ?
THE DOCTOR : They're looking for him, but they followed me. They saw me through the crack, got a fix, they're only late 'cause I am.
RORY : What's he on about ?
THE DOCTOR : Nurse boy, gimme your phone.
RORY : How can he be real ?! He was never real !
THE DOCTOR : Phone ! Now ! Gimme !
Rory hands him the phone.
RORY : It was just a game, we were - we were kids, you made me dress up as him !
THE DOCTOR : These photos, they're all the coma patients.
RORY : Yep.
THE DOCTOR : No. They're all the multiform. Eight comas, eight disguises for Prisoner Zero.
AMY : He had a dog, though, there's a dog in a coma ?
THE DOCTOR : Well, the coma patient dreams he's walking a dog, Prisoner Zero gets a dog. Laptop ! (He looks up from the phone) Your friend, what was his name, not him, (he points to Rory) the good-looking one !
RORY : Thanks.
AMY : Jeff.
RORY: Ohhh, thanks.
THE DOCTOR : He had a laptop in his bag, a laptop. Big bag, biiig laptop ! I need Jeff's laptop ! You two, get to the hospital. Get everyone out of that ward, clear the floor, phone me when you're done !
The Doctor starts to run off, back to the house, and Amy pulls Rory.
AMY : Your car, come on.
RORY : Uh... but how can he be here ? How can the Doctor be here ?!
He gives up questioning, and runs after her, into his adorable little Mini, and they speed off together. The Doctor runs up the front path of the house, inside, and is in Jeff's room quickly.
THE DOCTOR : Hello ! Laptop. Gimme.
He crosses the room and tries to prise the laptop away from Jeff, who's trying to cover the screen, and keep it away from the Doctor.
Simultaneously :
JEFF ANGELO : No no no no no...
THE DOCTOR : No - it's - fine - give - it - here-
JEFF ANGELO : Hang on !!
The Doctor snatches it from him, and sits down on the edge of the bed, then looks at the screen. Jeff looks over his should warily, as the Doctor's eyes widen.
THE DOCTOR : ... Blimey ! Get a girlfriend, Jeff.
Jeff's grandmother enters.
JEFF ANGELO : Gran !
MRS ANGELO : What are you doing ?
THE DOCTOR : Sun's gone wibbly, so right now, somewhere out there, there's gonna be a big old video conference call. All the experts in the world, panicking at once, and d'you know what they need ? Me. Ah, and here they all are. All the big boys. NASA, Jodrell Bank, Tokyo Space Center, Patrick Moore.
MRS ANGELO : Oh ! I like Patrick Moore !
THE DOCTOR : I'll get you his number, but watch him, he's a devil.
JEFF ANGELO : You can't just hack in on a call like that !
THE DOCTOR : Can't I ?
Throughout this exchange he's been hurriedly typing; abruptly he stops, and holds his psychic paper up to the webcam on the top of the computer. On the laptop screen are six different boxes, each with a different person representing a different place. Evidently the psychic paper has worked somehow, because a voice comes from the laptop.
UNIDENTIFIED VOICE : Who are you ?
UNIDENTIFIED VOICE : This is a secure call, what are you doing ?
THE DOCTOR : Hello. Yeah, I know, you should switch me off, but before you do, watch this.
This bit's a little complicated, cause there's about seven people talking at once. I'll try to do the best I can with the fragments I can distinct.
UNIDENTIFIED VOICE : It's him !
PATRICK MOORE : I know, I'm getting...
The Doctor starts to type, rapidly, obviously showing them at the same time just what he's doing.
THE DOCTOR : Fermat's Theorem, the proof, and I mean the real one, never been seen before, poor Fermat got killed in a duel before he could write it down. My fault. I slept in. Oh, and here's an oldie but a goodie, why electrons have mass, and a personal favourite of mine, faster than light travel with two diagrams and a joke. (He stops typing). Look at your screens. Whoever I am, I'm a genius. Look at the sun. You need all the help you can get. Fellas - pay attention.
The mini is racing along the road, about as fast as minis really go, as it speeds to the hospital. It pulls up at the front, where a crowd has gathered, of mostly doctors, patients and nurses. Amy and Rory get out quickly and head inside.
Back at Jeff's house, and the Doctor is now typing on Rory's phone again.
UNIDENTIFIED VOICE : Sir ! What are you doing ?!
THE DOCTOR : I am writing a computer virus, very clever, super fast, and a tiny bit alive, but don't let on. And why am I writing it on a phone ? Never mind. You'll find out. Okay, I'm sending this to all your computers. Get everyone who works for you sending this everywhere. Email, text, FaceBook, Bebo, Twitter, radar dish. Whatever you've got, any questions ?
PATRICK MOORE : Who was your lady friend ?
THE DOCTOR : Patrick, behave.
UNIDENTIFIED VOICE : What does this virus do ?
THE DOCTOR : Oh, it's a reset command, that's all, it resets counters, it gets in the wi-fi and resets every counter it can find. Clocks, calendars, anything with a chip will default at zero at exactly the same time. But yeah, I could be lying, why should you trust me ? I'll let my best man explain.
There's a pause, as the Doctor waits, Jeff still staring curiously over his shoulder. The Doctor waits, then slowly turns to Jeff, whispering.
THE DOCTOR : Jeff. You're my best man.
JEFF ANGELO : You what ?
The Doctor closes the laptop screen, and turns to Jeff.
THE DOCTOR : Listen to me. In ten minutes, you're gonna be a legend. In ten minutes, everyone on that screen is gonna be offering you any job you want. But first, you have to be magnificent. You have to make them trust you and get them working. This is it, Jeff, right here, right now. This is when you fly. Today's the day you save the world.
Jeff just looks a bit dumbstruck, thinking carefully before he answers.
JEFF ANGELO : ... Why me ?
THE DOCTOR : It's your bedroom. Now, go, go, go.
The Doctor gets up, quickly, and leaves. Jeff takes the laptop back, and puts his game face on.
JEFF ANGELO : Okay guys. Let's do this.
His bedroom door reopens suddenly, and the Doctor is there.
THE DOCTOR : Oh. And. Delete your internet history.
He waggles a finger at Jeff, all the while seeming to think the better of it, and then leaves once more. Running up the garden path, he reaches the gate, looks from side to side... sees something he likes, and runs off, towards it.
In the hospital. Amy's just dialling a number on her mobile, and Rory comes back to her after talking to a crowd of people.
RORY : Uh, something's happened up there, we can't get through.
Amy snaps the mobile shut, obviously unable to get through to whoever she was calling.
AMY : Yes, but what's happened ?
RORY : Uhh... I... don't know. No one knows. Phone him.
AMY : Phoning him.
She dials the number again, trying to call the Doctor.
AMY : Doctor ? We're at the hospital, but we can't get through. (pause) ... Oh.
RORY : What did he say ?
AMY : Look in the mirror.
They both glance over to the window at the side, and see... Amy's in a police uniform.
AMY : Ha ha ! Uniform !
She hands the phone to Rory, who holds it to her ear as she starts to put her hair up.
AMY : Are you on your way ? You're gonna need a car.
THE DOCTOR : Don't worry ! I've comandeered a vehicle.
On the Doctor now, who's on the phone, and clearly speeding down the road... in the fire engine. He hangs up the phone and slams the siren on, like the big kid he is.
Hospital. Amy and Rory rush out of the lift into the abandoned ward, which looks a total mess. A woman and her two daughters round the corner, into Amy and Rory's path.
WOMAN : Officer !
AMY : What happened ?
WOMAN : There was a man. A man with a dog. I think Doctor Ramsden's dead, and the nurses.
Amy immediately gets out her phone, dials the Doctor, who's still in the fire engine, sirens still going.
THE DOCTOR : Are you in ?!
AMY : Yep. But so's Prisoner Zero.
THE DOCTOR : You need to get out of there.
WOMAN : He was so angry, he kept shouting, and shouting, and that dog. The size of that dog.
Amy lowers the phone, slowly. The woman's voice is still talking, and yet she personally isn't. The voice is coming from one of the little girls.
WOMAN : I swear it was rabid. And he just went mad, attacking everyone. Where did he go ? Did you see ? Has he gone ? We hid in the ladies.
Amy and Rory are backing away slightly, and the woman realises. The voice moves back to the person it should be coming from.
WOMAN : Oh, I'm getting it wrong again, aren't I ? I'm always doing that. So many mouths.
She opens her mouth wide, revealing large pointy teeth - just like Prisoner Zero. Her two daughters are also doing the same. Amy takes a step or two back, and Rory is completely freaking out.
THE DOCTOR (Still on the phone) : Amy ? Amy, what's happening ?
Amy and Rory start running down the corridor, as the woman and two girls start to give chase, the woman never letting go of her daughters' hands. Amy and Rory reach the ward, and slam the doors shut, sliding a broom into the handle to keep them closed.
THE DOCTOR : Amy ! Talk to me !!
AMY : We're in the coma ward, but it's here, it's getting in.
THE DOCTOR : Which window are you ?
AMY : What, sorry ?
THE DOCTOR : Which window ?!
AMY : Uhh, first floor on the left, fourth from the end.
The broom handle abruptly breaks, and Prisoner Zero is standing there, still in the form of the woman and her daughters. The large pointy teeth recede.
PRISONER ZERO : Oh dear, little Amelia Pond. I've watched you grow up. Twelve years, and you never even knew I was there. Little Amelia Pond. Waiting for her magic Doctor to return. But not this time, Amelia.
The teeth are bared once more - Amy suddenly gets a text, reads it - it says, "DUCK !". Suddenly they hear a siren outside, Amy and Rory crouch down to the floor... and, somewhat anticlimactically, the ladder of the fire engine crashes about a foot through the window. In all fairness, it probably would have hit Amy and Rory if they'd not ducked.
The Doctor climbs agilely up the ladder and leaps into the room, draping his hands across Rory and Amy's shoulders.
THE DOCTOR : Right ! Hello ! Am I late ? No ! (He looks at the clock). Three minutes to go. There's still time.
PRISONER ZERO : Time for what, Time Lord ?
THE DOCTOR (stepping forward. Pause) : Take the disguise off, they'll find you in a heartbeat. Nobody dies.
PRISONER ZERO : The Atraxi will kill me this time. If I am to die, let there be fire.
THE DOCTOR : Ha ha, oookay. You came to this world by opening a crack in space and time. Do it again. Just leave.
PRISONER ZERO : ... I did not open the crack.
THE DOCTOR : Somebody did.
PRISONER ZERO : The cracks in the skin of the universe - don't you know where they came from ? (The look on the Doctor's face obviously shows he has no idea, and Prisoner Zero picks up on this.) You don't, do you ?
Suddenly, one of the little girls'voices starts to talk, only this time it's through the mother.
PRISONER ZERO : The Doctor in the TARDIS doesn't know. (singsong) Doesn't know, doesn't know !
The mother's voice takes over again.
PRISONER ZERO : The universe is cracked. The Pandorica will open. Silence will fall.
There's a noise from behind Prisoner Zero, and the Doctor's eyes flick to it. His expression lightens, and he relaxes slightly.
THE DOCTOR : Aaaand, we're off. Look at that. Look, at that.
He raises a hand to point, and everyone turns to see... the thud from behind Prisoner Zero was the clock on the wall, which has reset itself, now showing 0:00.
THE DOCTOR : Yeah, I know, just a clock, whatever, but d'you know what's happening right now ?
Prisoner Zero turns to face him, not happy. We flash in on Jeff, tapping away on his laptop to all the important people of the world. Doctor v/o).
THE DOCTOR : In one little bedroom, my team are working. Jeff and the world. And, d'you know what they're doing ? They're spreading the word. All over the world. Quantum fast. The word is out.
From Jeff, it's moved on - showing images from all over the world, every clock, in Tokyo or Honk Kong there are huge zeroes covering the electrical billboards, the FTSE and NYSE are all reset to 0000000, this is worldwide.
THE DOCTOR : And do you know what the word is ?
Amy and Rory are staring at him, the magnificent Doctor, Amy looking full of pride.
THE DOCTOR : The word is zero. Now, me, if I was up in the sky in a battleship, monitoring all Earth communications, I'd probably take that as a hint. And if I had a whole battlefleet surrounding the planet, I'd be able to track a simple old computer virus to its source in... what, under a minute ? The source, by the way... is right here.
He pull Rory's phone out of his pocket and holds it out. There's a pause, before a blinding white light flashes through the windows.
THE DOCTOR : Ooooohhhhh, and I think they just found us !
Rory and Amy run to the window to see. One of the Atraxi ships is flying to hover above the hospital, shining a spotlight directly from the eye's pupil to rest on the windows where they're all grouped.
PRISONER ZERO : The Atraxi are limited. While I'm in this form, they'll still be unable to detect me. They've tracked a phone. Not me.
THE DOCTOR : Yeah ! But this is the good bit, I mean, this is my favourite bit. Do you know what this phone is full of ? Pictures of you. Every form you've learned to take, right here. Oh, and, being uploaded, about... now. And the final score is, no TARDIS, no screwdriver, two minutes to spare... Who da man ?!
Even Prisoner Zero looks unimpressed. Amy gives him a sympathetic smile.
THE DOCTOR : ... Oh. Well. I'm just, never saying that again. Fine.
PRISONER ZERO : Then I shall take a new form.
THE DOCTOR : Oh, stop it, you know you can't. Takes months to form that kind of psychic link.
PRISONER ZERO : And I've had years.
The creature, all three of the figures, start to glow orange. The Doctor stares, unnerved, when suddenly Amy collapses behind him. He runs over to her, crouching beside her. The Atraxi ship, outside, is scanning all the hospital windows, now, obviously unsure where to look.
THE DOCTOR : No ! Amy ! (He puts his hands against her face). You've gotta hold on ! Amy ! Don't sleep ! You've gotta stay awake, please !
RORY : Doctor !
He points at Prisoner Zero. The Doctor looks up, at... himself. The real Doctor sits up beside Rory, somewhat bemused.
THE DOCTOR : ... Well that's rubbish. Who's that supposed to be ?
RORY : It's you.
THE DOCTOR : Me ? Is that what I look like ?
RORY : You don't know ?
THE DOCTOR : Busy day. (He gets up to face his identical twin, Prisoner Zero.) Why me, though ? You're linked with her ! Why are you copying me ?
PRISONER ZERO : I'm not.
Suddenly, young Amy Pond is back, wandering around the taller figure of the Doctor, holding his hand.
PRISONER ZERO : Poor Amy Pond. Still such a child inside. Dreaming of the magic Doctor she knows will return to save her. What a disappointment you've been.
THE DOCTOR (Long pause) : No, she's dreaming about me cause she can hear me.
He turns, runs, and crouches down beside Amy once more.
THE DOCTOR : Amy. Don't just hear me, listen. Remember the room, the room in your house you couldn't see. Remember you went inside, I tried to stop you but you did. (flashes of Amy, turning, slowly walking into the room). You went in the room. You went inside. Amy... dream about what you saw.
More flashes - inside the room, walking around. Looking side to side, the creature always behind her. Turning her head suddenly, and it's there, in front of her face.
PRISONER ZERO : No. No. No !
Prisoner Zero starts to fade orange, the Doctor looks up, then stands up, walking to face it, as it turns into the shape Amy had seen. Its original form. And then it roars at him. Like a lion.
THE DOCTOR : Well done, Prisoner Zero. A perfect impersonation of yourself.
The light suddenly intensifies on the window beside Prisoner Zero. It starts thrashing around, hissing, as the Atraxi speaks.
THE ATRAXI : Prisoner Zero is located. Prisoner Zero is restrained.
The Doctor stares, his face bathed in the white light, as Prisoner Zero faces him a final time.
PRISONER ZERO : Silence, Doctor. Silence will fall.
How it was talking, I'm not sure. Most likely telepathically, as it had the psychic link to the patients, etc. It fades away, into nothing, and the Atraxi ship powers up its engines and leaves. The Doctor runs to the window to make sure, and is obviously satisfied, but doesn't look pleased about it. He takes out the phone again, and starts dialling rapidly.
RORY : The... the Sun, is back to normal, right ? That's... That's good, yeah ? That means its over.
The Doctor, brilliantly, ruffles his hair as he walks past him, still dialling. Amy wakes up, slowly, as Rory leans over her.
RORY : Amy ? Are you okay ? Are you with us ?
AMY : What happened ?
RORY : He did it. The Doctor did it.
THE DOCTOR : No I didn't.
RORY : What are you doing ?
THE DOCTOR : Tracking the signal back. Sorry, in advance.
RORY : About what ?
THE DOCTOR : The bill.
RORY : Awww...
THE DOCTOR (into the phone) : Oi ! I didn't say you could go !! Article 57 of the Shadow Proclamation. This is a fully established level five planet. And you were gonna burn it ? What ? Did you think no one was watching ? You lot. Back here, now. (He hangs up, tosses the phone back to Rory). Okay. Now I've done it.
He starts to wander off.
RORY : Uh, did he just bring them back ?
Amy gets up to follow the Doctor, hurriedly.
RORY : Did he just save the world from aliens, and then bring all the aliens back again ?!
The corridor - the Doctor smashes the double doors open, impressively. Amy hurries behind him, and Rory is catching up to her.
AMY : Where are you going ?
THE DOCTOR : The roof ! No. Hang on.
He ducks into a cloakroom, and they follow. The Doctor rambles around the cloakroom, picking up the odd piece of clothing and holding onto some, flinging the rest over his shoulder. Rory's following, picking up the clothes the Doctor's dropping or throwing.
AMY : What's in here ?
THE DOCTOR : I'm saving the world, I need a decent shirt ! To hell with the raggedy - time to put on a show !
He spins around with a coat before dropping it.
RORY : You've just summoned aliens back to Earth ! Actual aliens ! Deadly aliens ! Aliens... of death, and... now you're... taking your clothes off.
Indeed, the Doctor is stripping in a corner of the room, trying on his new clothes.
RORY : Amy, he's taking his clothes off.
THE DOCTOR : Turn your back if it embarasses you.
RORY : Are you stealing clothes now ? (He's giving shifty glances to Amy - bless him, he's trying to impress her). Those clothes belong to people... you know !
He turns around - the Doctor now has his shirt off, so when you read this part just ignore the random droolings on the page.
RORY : ... Are you not gonna turn your back ?
AMY (who hasn't turned around, and looks particularly smug) : Nope.
On the rooftop. The Doctor steps out first, wearing half his new costume, and about five different ties, followed by Amy, then Rory. An Atraxi ship is already waiting for them there.
AMY : So, this was a good idea, was it ? They were leaving !
THE DOCTOR : Leaving is good. Never coming back is better. (pause, before he starts to yell up at the Atraxi ship). Come oooooon then ! The Doctor will see you now !
The eye in the center of the Atraxi ship is suddenly released, and zooms down to rest right in front of the Doctor, evidently examining him. A blue light flares out, and starts to scan him. The Doctor waits patiently for it to finish before he then pull up his braces.
THE ATRAXI : You are not of this world.
THE DOCTOR : No, but I've put a lot of work into it. (He fiddles about with the new ties, trying to decide which one works best. Of course.) Umm... uhh... I dunno. (He holds one up). What do you think ?
THE ATRAXI : Is this world important ?
THE DOCTOR : Important ?! What does that mean, important ? Six billion people live here, is that important ? Here's a better question : is this world a threat to the Atraxi ?
Through this, he's picking off random ties and flinging them backwards - they always manage to hit Amy or Rory.
THE DOCTOR : Come on, you're monitoring the whole planet. Is this world a threat ?
The same blue light streaks outward from the pupil of the eye once more, not scanning him this time, but creating a hologram of a globe. The globe flicks through different images from Earth's transmission history, including nuclear explosions, wars, armies... and religions, praying, caring.
THE ATRAXI : ... No.
THE DOCTOR : Are the people of this world guilty of any crime by the laws of the Atraxi ?
Flicking through more images, of street carnivals, crowds, costumes.
THE ATRAXI : No.
THE DOCTOR : Okay ! One more, just one. (pause) Is this world protected ?
More images : a Cyberman smashing through a window. A group of Cybermen. The Daleks spitting outward from the Genesis Ark. The Empress of the Racnoss. The Ood. The Sycorax. The Sontarans. The Silurians. The Reapers. The Hath. And all the while over this, the Doctor is speaking.
THE DOCTOR : Cause you're not the first lot to have come here. Oh, there have been SO many. And what you've got to ask is... what happened to them ?
He steps out of shot, still fiddling with his tie, as the Atraxi globe flicks through only ten more images. Doctors the First. Second. Third. Fourth. Fifth. Sixth. Seventh. Eighth. Ninth. Tenth. As it gets to Ten, Eleven steps through the hologram, a curious smile on his face and his full costume on, including bow-tie and JEFF ANGELOcket, and the hologram abruptly disappears.
THE DOCTOR : Hello. I'm the Doctor. (Pause. He gives a small breath of laughter). Basically. (pause). Run.
How you can tell that its eye is widening without actual eyelids, I don't know, but this eye looks terrified. It scoots back up into its ship, and the ship leaves, hurriedly. Amy laughs, behind him, as he stares up, grinning, into the sky - then suddenly jerks slightly. There's something boiling in his pocket. He pulls it out... it's the TARDIS key, glowing.
AMY : Is that it ? Is that them gone for good ? (pause). Who were they ?
No one answers - Amy and Rory look around. The door back into the building is wide open, and the Doctor is already gone.
Downstairs, and the Doctor is running out of the hospital, out the front door, across the little roundabout. He doesn't even seem to have remembered the fire engine.
Amy's back garden. The TARDIS is standing upright, looking very blue and particularly snazzy, no longer pouring with smoke. There's a St. John's Ambulance sticker on the door now. It's even changed shape, a tiny bit.
THE DOCTOR : Okay. What have you got for me this time ? (He pulls out the key, rushes to unlock, and then stands in the doorway, bathed in an orange glow) ... Look at you. (pause). Oh, you sexy thing. Look at you !
He heads inside, and the TARDIS starts to dematerialise, just as Amy and Rory rush into the garden. Amy stands slightly ahead of Rory, and as the winds whip around her as the TARDIS disappears she closes her eyes. She let him go again.
Flashback to young Amy, still sitting on her suitcase in the garden, in her little red hat and wellies and big coat. The TARDIS materialisation sound is heard, and she looks up, gleeful.
Back to older Amy now, asleep. The materialisation seems to be coming from her garden. Her eyes flick open. She's definitely not dreaming, but she runs to the window to check. The TARDIS is very definitely there, and she darts off.
Outside, she exits from the door, shoes on, just pulling her dressing gown on. The Doctor is standing just in front of his TARDIS.
THE DOCTOR : Sorry about running off earlier ! Brand new TARDIS, bit exciting ! Just had a quick hop to the Moon and back to run her in.
Amy runs slightly closer to them, stopping at the small archway.
THE DOCTOR : She's ready for the big stuff now.
He pats the TARDIS.
AMY : ... It's you. You came back.
THE DOCTOR : Course I came back. I always come back. Something wrong with that ?
AMY : And you kept the clothes ?
She walks over to them, standing beside the TARDIS as he is.
THE DOCTOR : Well, I just saved the world. The whole planet, for about the millionth time, no charge, yeah. Shoot me. I kept the clothes.
AMY : Including the bow-tie.
THE DOCTOR : Yeah. It's cool. Bow-ties are cool.
AMY : Are you from another planet ?
THE DOCTOR : Yeah.
AMY : 'Kay...
THE DOCTOR : So what do you think ?
AMY : What ?
THE DOCTOR : Other planets, wanna check some out ?
AMY : What does that mean ?
THE DOCTOR : It means, well, it means... come wi' me.
AMY : Where ?
THE DOCTOR : Wherever you like.
AMY (Looking up at the TARDIS) : All that stuff that happened, the hospital, the spaceships, Prisoner Zero...
THE DOCTOR : Oh, don't worry, that's just the beginning, there's loads more.
AMY : Yeah, but those things, those... amazing things, all that stuff.
The Doctor's nodding, happily, like he knows where this is going. But she suddenly steps towards him, looking harder.
AMY : That was two YEARS ago !
THE DOCTOR : Ooohhh. Oops.
AMY : Yeah.
THE DOCTOR : So that's...
AMY : Fourteen years !
THE DOCTOR : Fourteen years since fish custard. Amy Pond. The girl who waited, you've waited long enough.
AMY : ... When I was a kid, you said there was a swimming pool. And a library, and the swimming pool was in the library.
THE DOCTOR : Yeah. Not sure where it's got to now, it'll turn up ! So ! Coming ?
AMY (shaking her head) : No.
THE DOCTOR : You wanted to come fourteen years ago.
AMY : I grew up.
THE DOCTOR : Don't worry. I'll soon fix that.
He clicks his fingers, and the TARDIS door opens. The deep orange glow spills out, as Amy stares inside. She glances briefly to the Doctor, who's looking just a little smug, and then laughs, before slowly stepping inside. The Doctor steps in behind her, closes the door, and simply moves around her to head up to the console as she takes her time. She stares around, wide-eyed.
THE DOCTOR : Well ? Anything you wanna say ? Any passing remarks ? I've heard them all.
Amy's looking totally lost for words. The Doctor simply runs up to the console and does a little bounce as he reaches it, and we see the room in all its glory.
AMY : ... I'm in my nightie.
THE DOCTOR : Oh, don't worry ! Plenty of clothes in the wardrobe. And, possibly, a swimming pool. So ! All of time, and space, everything that ever happened or that ever will. Where do you wanna start ?
Amy stops staring around to look at the Doctor, and stalks up to him.
AMY : You are so sure that I'm coming.
THE DOCTOR : Yeah. I am.
AMY : Why ?
THE DOCTOR : Cause you're the Scottish girl, in the English village, and I know how that feels.
They both wander around the console, BOTH prodding things they probably shouldn't.
AMY : Oh, do you ?
THE DOCTOR : Well, all these years living here, most of your life, and you've still got that accent. Yeah, you're coming.
He dings a little bell on the console.
AMY : Can you get me back for tomorrow morning ?
THE DOCTOR : It's a time machine. I can get you back for five minutes ago. Why ? What's tomorrow ?
AMY : Nothing. Nothing ! Just, you know. Stuff.
THE DOCTOR : All right, then. Back in time for "stuff".
A new sonic screwdriver suddenly raises itself up out of the console, and the Doctor snatches it up gleefully.
THE DOCTOR : Oh, a new one ! Lovely. (whispering to the TARDIS) Thanks, dear.
He gets back to musing around the console, typing away at a typewriter with no paper. Amy pulls on a lever, then turns and stares up at the room, still looking quite disbelieving. Suddenly she turns to face the Doctor.
AMY : Why me ?
THE DOCTOR : Why not ?
AMY : No, seriously. You are asking me to run away with you in the middle of the night, it's a fair question. Why me ?
THE DOCTOR : Dunno ! Fun ! Do I have to have a reason ?
AMY : People always have a reason.
THE DOCTOR : Do I look like people ?
AMY : Yes !
THE DOCTOR : Been knocking around on my own for a while, my choice, but I've started talking to myself, all the time, it's giving me earache.
AMY : You're lonely. That's it. Just that.
They both wander around to face each other.
THE DOCTOR : Just that. Promise.
Right behind the Doctor's head, is a television screen. And on it, right now, is the crack. The same crack as was in Amy's wall, exactly the same shape. Very creepy.
AMY : Okay.
The Doctor doesn't seem to have noticed it as he switches the television screen off, but there's always the possibility.
THE DOCTOR : So you're okay then ? Cause this place. Sometimes it can make people feel a bit... you know.
AMY : I'm fine. Fine. It's just... there's a whole world in here, just like you said. It's all true. I thought, well, I'd, I'd started to think that maybe you were just like a... madman with a box.
THE DOCTOR : Amy Pond, there's something you better understand about me, cause it's important, and one day, your life may depend on it. I am definitely a madman with a box.
He grins broadly at her until she does, then laughs, and she laughs too as he turns and starts to dart around the console.
THE DOCTOR : Ha haa, yes ! Goodbye, Leadworth ! Hello... everything !
He jams down a lever, and he and Amy cling to the console as the TARDIS begins to dematerialise, laughing all the time. Eventually the TARDIS disappears, completely, from Amy Pond's garden.
Upstairs, in Amy's house. The camera tracks over small objects, and drawings. A homemade model TARDIS. A Doctor and young Amy doll made out of cardboard. Drawings of the TARDIS, more figures, models, all of young Amy and the Doctor. Clothes pegs, even slightly more sophisticated actual dolls. They've all been laid out carefully on Amy's bedside table. We keep moving along, until we see... A white dress, hanging up beside the bedside table. A veil is draped over it, and it's clear this is Amy's wedding dress.
END
Écrit par gus45 pour Doctor Who HypnoSeries.