Butterfly Effect

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I can’t stay in this outfit.

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I skipped down the street, a bright smile on my face. Oh, I just loved Christmas. “Simply having a wonderful Christmas time.” I hummed.

My dress was bright cherry red. It barely went to my mid-thigh. There was a thick black belt around my waist. I had some red and white bangles on my wrists. My boots were black, with white fluff on the edge. My head had a large red hat with a white puff ball. There was a candy cane colored bowtie around my neck.

It was basically a very sexy version of a Santa outfit. I was a very bad Santa.

Oh, I wished I had this on Trenzalore! Imagine the fun I could have had with Eleven with this! I could practically see him blushing already, as red as Rudolph’s nose.

Of course, now I would get to buy presents for everyone. Those could be done in a flash. There also might be some unresolved anger for his last moment. Eleven did explain it carefully, but I still felt hurt by it. If Ten wasn’t angry because I let Rose become the Bad Wolf, then what was he angry about? Me bringing back Jack? Me taking on the Vortex? Just what was it?

Who cares, it’s Christmas!

“Just hear those sleigh bells jing-a-ling. Ring ting ting-a-ting too.” I sang as I reached the Powell Estates. “C’mon it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.”

I saw Mickey and Jackie, searching the alleyway. A faint smile spread across my face.

“Outside the snow is falling, and friends are calling you hoo. C’mon it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.” I ran up to them, still singing my song.

“Just shut up a minute.” Mickey said towards Jackie and I, looking for the TARDIS.

I gave him a defiant grin. “Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up let’s go. Let’s look at the show.”

Jackie worriedly looked about. “Well, where is it then?”

“We’re riding in a wonderland of snow.” I skipped over to where the TARDIS would soon land. “Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up it’s grand, just holding your hand. We’re riding along with a song of a wintery fairyland.”

At that moment, the TARDIS appeared. It banged alongside many of the buildings, nearly hit a car, and then Jackie. Forget angry at his attitude, I might get pissed at his driving!

She finally stopped a few yards away from me, hitting the bins. I let out an excited yelp, laughing at his horrid driving. Oh, I was gonna give him one for when he came out!

...never mind. Ten was hot.

The Doctor walked out from the TARDIS, his body still clothed in Nine’s leather jacket and black t-shirt. His big brown eyes were looking about, wide in excitement and wonder. I knew that feeling, seeing the world with a new set of eyes. It was indescribable.

“Our cheeks are nice and rosy, and comfy cozy are we.” I sang, looking the Doctor over. Was it so wrong to say I liked him in this outfit almost as much as I liked the pinstripe? “We snuggle close together like two birds of a feather would be. Let’s take that road before us and sing a chorus or two.”

It didn’t help when the Doctor stumbled out of the TARDIS, stupidly looking around.

“C’mon it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.” I sang, walking up to stand between Jackie and Mickey.

The Doctor spoke, and I chuckled. Ten’s excited voice was the best. “Here we are then, London. Earth. The Solar System. We did it.”

The Doctor caught sight of the three of us. His jaw dropped, and his eyes widened at me. I innocently waved hello. The Doctor looked positively flustered.

“51.” I said, delighted.

He was staring right into my eyes, I could feel it. I couldn’t help but giggle bashfully. I was still pissed at him, but the Doctor always seemed to be able to get that off my mind.

“Terra. Jackie. Mickey. Blimey!” The Doctor broke out of our trance. “No, no, no, no, hold on. Wait there. I’ve got something to say. There was something I had to tell you, something important. What was it? No, hold on, hold on. Hold on, shush, shush, shush, shush. Oh, I know! Merry Christmas!”

(The Doctor collapses. Rose comes out of the TARDIS.)

Rose: “What happened? Is he all right?”

“Yeah. Just unconscious.” I said, holding him up. Thank you, superior Time Lady biology.

Mickey: “I don’t know, he just keeled over. But who is he? Where’s the Doctor?”

Rose: “That’s him, right in front of you. That’s the Doctor.”

Jackie: “What do you mean, that’s the Doctor? Doctor who?”

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(The Doctor has been dressed in pyjamas and put to bed. Jackie comes in with a stethoscope.)

Jackie: “Here we go. Tina the cleaner’s got this lodger, a medical student, and she was fast asleep, so I just took it. Though I still say we should take him to hospital.”

Rose: “We can’t. They’d lock him up. They’d dissect him. One bottle of his blood could change the future of the human race. No! Shush!”

(Terra listens to both sides of the Doctor’s chest.) Terra: “Both working.”

Jackie: “What do you mean, both?”

Rose: “Well, he’s got two hearts.”

Jackie: “Oh, don’t be stupid.”

Rose: “He has.”

Jackie: “Anything else he’s got two of?”

Rose: “Leave him alone.”

(Rose and Jackie leaves. The Doctor exhales some of the TARDIS’s golden energy, which flies off into space.)

“We’re hanging the star above our tree. Don’t it look lovely? The lights and the tinsel sparkling for you.” “I’ve got the Christmas feeling, take it everywhere I go, and let that Christmas feeling grow.”

“So warm by the fireplace we glow, all cozy and happy.” “

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(Rose investigates the fridge.)

Jackie: “How can he go changing his face? Is that a different face or is he a different person?”

Rose: “How should I know? Sorry. The thing is I thought I knew him, Mum. I thought me and him were. And then he goes and does this. I keep forgetting he’s not human. The big question is where’d you get a pair of men’s pyjamas from?”

Jackie: “Howard’s been staying over.”

Rose: “What, Howard from the market? How long’s that been going on?”

Jackie: “A month or so. First of all, he starts delivering to the door and I thought, that’s a odd. Next thing you know, it’s a bag of oranges-”

Rose: “Is that Harriet Jones?” (Rose goes into the living room.)

Jackie: “Oh, never mind me.”

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Rose: “Why’s she on the telly?”

Jackie: “She’s Prime Minister now. I’m eighteen quid a week better off. They’re calling it Britain’s Golden Age. I keep on saying my Rose has met her.”

Rose: “Did more than that. Stopped World War Three with her. Harriet Jones.”

MAN [on TV]: “Prime Minister, what about those calling the Guinevere One Space Probe a waste of money?”

Harriet: [on TV]: “Now, that’s where you’re wrong. I completely disagree if you don’t mind. The Guinevere One Space Probe represents this country’s limitless ambition. British workmanship sailing up there among the stars.”

LLEWELLYN [on TV]: “This is the spirit of Christmas, birth and rejoicing, and the dawn of a new age, and that is what we’re achieving fifteen million miles away. Our very own miracle.”

NARRATOR [OC]: “The unmanned probe Guinevere One is about to make it’s final descent. Photographs of the Martian Landscape should be received by midnight tonight.”

(Out in space, the probe bumps into presumably either Phobos or Deimos. A hatch opens in the Martian moon and the probe is sucked inside.)

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I stood up. “You know, I think I’m gonna to go.”

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As I searched the store, I hummed a song. “I really can’t stay. I’ve got to go away. This evening has been so very nice.”

All the presents I had bought a while ago at a alien store. This was basically just buying the wrapping and food. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Santa-bots. I put them aside, focusing on Christmas shopping.

“My mother will start to worry.” I hummed, finding some nice raspberry pink wrapping. That was just the universe hating me. “My father will be pacing the floor. So really I’d better scurry. Well, maybe just half a drink more.”

My eyes went back to the bots, my senses going on high alert. I just needed a few more minutes to get the rest of my stuff.

“The neighbors might think.” I sang, starting on my search for some bows. “Say what’s in this drink? I wish I knew how to break this spell. I ought to say no, no, no, sir. At least I’m gonna say that I tried. I really can’t stay, baby, it’s cold outside.”

“I simply must go. The answer is no. The welcome has been so nice and warm. My sister will be suspicious, my brother will be there at the door. My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious but maybe just a cigarette more.”

“I got to get home. Say lend me a coat. You’ve really been grand, but don’t you see. There’s bound to be talk tomorrow, at least there will be plenty implied. I really can’t stay. Baby, it’s cold, baby, it’s cold outside.”

The Bots attacked.

Well, at least I had all my stuff.

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(Rose and Mickey burst in.)

Jackie: “So, save us a chipolata.”

Rose: “Get off the phone.”

Jackie: “It’s only Bev. She says hello.”

Rose: “Bev? Yeah. Look, it’ll have to wait. Right, it’s not safe. We’ve got to get out. Where can we go?”

Mickey: “My mate Stan, he’ll put us up.”

Rose: “That’s only two streets away. What about Mo? Where’s she living now?”

Jackie: “I don’t know. Peak District.”

Rose: “Well, we’ll go to cousin Mo’s then.”

Jackie: “No, it’s Christmas Eve! We’re not going anywhere! What’re you babbling about?”

Rose: “Mum. Where’d you get that tree?”

(The Christmas tree is now green.)

Rose: “That’s a new tree. Where’d you get it?”

Jackie: “I thought it was you.”

Rose: “How can it be me?”

Jackie: “Well, you went shopping. There was a ring at the door, and there it was!”

Rose: “No, that wasn’t me.”

Jackie: “Then who was it?”

(The tree lights up by itself and starts playing Jingle Bells.)

Rose: “Oh, you’re kidding me.”

(Sections of the tree start to rotate in different directions, creating a strong wind. It starts to move, chopping through a coffee table.)

Mickey: “Get out! Go, go! Get out!”

(Mickey picks up a chair to fend it off as Jackie and Rose run for the door.)

Rose: “We’ve got to save the Doctor.”

Jackie: “What’re you doing?”

Rose: “We can’t just leave him.”

Jackie: “Mickey!”

(The spinning tree shreds the chair legs.)

Jackie: “Leave it! Get out! Get out!”

Rose: “Mickey!”

Jackie: “Get out of there!”

Jackie: “No, leave him. Just leave him!”

Mickey: “Get in here!”

(Jackie does as the tree heads for them. She and Mickey pull a wardrobe across the door.)

Rose: “Doctor, wake up!”

(Rose gets the sonic screwdriver from the jacket pocket and puts it in the Doctor’s hand. The tree smashes through the door.)

Jackie: “I’m going to get killed by a Christmas tree!”

“Jackie!” I ran to the woman, hoping to protect her from the tree.

The tree hit me, throwing me at a wall.

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Their friend hit the wall with a harsh grunt.

“Terra!” Rose screamed, seeing her friend fall to the floor like a ragdoll. Her body draped over the various furniture.

Before she could move to help, the Doctor shot up from the bed. He aimed his screwdriver at the tree. It exploded, covering the ground in lightly burning fir tree needles.

The Doctor: “Remote control. But who’s controlling it?”

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After the Doctor passed out, Rose and Mickey put the Doctor back in bed.

When they got to his room, they found Terra lying in the bed already. Rose suspected Terra had woken up, then stumbled onto the bed before falling back asleep.

Rose frowned. From this angle, it was like the two had fallen asleep together, like this has been normal. She had hoped Terra would wake up soon to help. Rose needed all the help she could get. She didn’t know as much about aliens as the Doctor or Terra did.

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(Rose puts the suffering Doctor back to bed and mops his brow. Mickey has fetched his laptop.)

Mickey: “Jackie, I’m using the phone line. Is that alright?”

Jackie: “Yeah. Keep a count of it. It’s midnight. Christmas day. Any change?”

Rose: “He’s worse. Just one heart beating.”

REPORTER [on TV]: “Scientists in charge of Britain’s mission to Mars have re-established contact with the Guinevere One space probe. They’re expecting the first transmission from the planet’s surface in the next few minutes.”

LLEWELLYN [on TV]: “Yes, we are. We’re, we’re back on schedule. We’ve received the signal from Guinevere One. The Mars landing would seem to be an unqualified success.”

MAN [OC]: “But is it true that you completely lost contact earlier tonight?”

LLEWELLYN: “Yes, we had a bit of a scare. Guinevere seemed to fall off the scope, but it, it was just a blip. Only disappeared for a few seconds. She is fine now, absolutely fine. We’re getting the first pictures transmitted live any minute now. I’d better get back to it, thanks.”

Mickey: “Here we go, pilot fish. Scavengers, like the Doctor said. Harmless. They’re tiny. But the point is, the little fish swim alongside the big fish.”

Rose: “Do you mean like sharks?”

Mickey: “Great big sharks. So, what the Doctor means is, we had them, now we get that.”

Rose: “Something is coming. How close?”

Mickey: “There’s no way of telling, but the pilot fish don’t swim far from their daddy.”

Rose: “So, it’s close?”

Jackie: “Funny sort of rocks.”

NEWSREADER [on TV]: “The first photographs-”

Rose: “That’s not rocks”

NEWSREADER [on TV]: “This image is being transmitted via mission control, coming live from the depths of space on Christmas morning.”

(It’s an red-eyed ugly alien with a head like a goat’s skull. It growls and gurgles at the screen.)

NEWSREADER: “The face of an alien life form was transmitted live tonight on BBC1.”

NEWSREADER 2: “(USA) On the 25th of December, the human race has been shown absolute proof that alien life exists.”

NEWSREADER 3: “These remarkable images have been relayed right across the world.”

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Mickey: “Rose. Take a look. I’ve got access to the military. They’re tracking a spaceship. It’s big, it’s fast, and it’s coming this way.”

Rose: “Coming for what, though? The Doctor?”

Mickey: “I don’t know. Maybe it’s coming for all of us.”

(Mickey gets a clear image of four of the aliens. UNIT has an even bigger picture of more of them.)

Mickey: “Have you seen them before?”

Rose: “No.”

Rose: “I don’t understand what they’re saying. The TARDIS translates alien languages inside my head, all the time, wherever I am.”

Mickey: “So, why isn’t it doing it now?”

Rose: “I don’t know. Must be the Doctor. Like he’s part of the circuit, and he’s, he’s broken.”

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(Jackie has fallen asleep by the Doctor’s bedside.)

Rose: “The Doctor wouldn’t do this. The old Doctor, the proper Doctor, he’d wake up. He’d save us.”

Mickey: “You really love him, don’t you?”

(Rose turns to Mickey and they hug.)

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(A blank faced man is walking along outside the Tyler’s flat.)

SANDRA: “What is wrong with you? Jason? Jason?”

(Rose and Mickey come out.)

Rose: “Sandra?”

SANDRA: “He won’t listen. He’s just walking. He won’t stop walking! There’s this sort of light thing. Jason? Stop it right now! Please, Jason, just stop.”

(Rose and Mickey look down to see lots of people walking through the estate.)

SANDRA: “Jason, I’m talking to you! Just stop!”

(The controlled people all line up along the edge of the roofs.)

Mickey: “What do we do?”

Rose: “Nothing. There’s no one to save us. Not anymore.”

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(With Union flags draped either side, Harriet Jones, PM, sits in a panelled room at a desk with a photograph of Her Majesty on it for her broadcast to the nation.)

Harriet: “Ladies and gentlemen, if I may take a moment during this terrible time. It’s hardly the Queen’s speech. I’m afraid that’s been cancelled. (to an aide) Did we ask about the royal family? Oh. They’re on the roof.”

Harriet [on TV]: “But, ladies and gentlemen, this crisis is unique, and I’m afraid to say, it might get much worse. I would ask you all to remain calm. But I have one request. Doctor, if you’re out there, we need you. I don’t know what to do. If you can hear me, Doctor. If anyone knows the Doctor, if anyone can find him, the situation has never been more desperate. Help us. Please, Doctor. Help us. God help us.”

(Rose bursts into tears.)

Rose: “He’s gone. The Doctor’s gone. He’s left me, mum. He’s left me, mum.”

Jackie: “It’s all right. I’m sorry.”

(Suddenly, all the glass in the block of flats shatters. The Gherkin (St Mary Axe) also shatters, indicating that it is at least city-wide.)

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Rose: “Mickey, we’re going to carry him. Mum, get your stuff, and get some food. We’re going.”

Mickey: “Where to?”

Rose: “The TARDIS. It’s the only safe place on Earth.”

Jackie: “What’re we going to do in there?”

Rose: “Hide.”

Jackie: “Is that it?”

Rose: “Mum, look in the sky. There’s a great, big, alien invasion and I don’t know what to do, all right? I’ve travelled with him, and I’ve seen all that stuff, but when I’m stuck at home, I’m useless. Now, all we can do is run and hide, and I’m sorry. Now, move. Oh, lift him up.”

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(Rose and Mickey carry the Doctor while Jackie struggles with half a dozen carrier bags.)

Rose: “Mum, will you just leave that stuff and give us a hand?”

Jackie: “It’s food! You said we need food.”

Rose: “Just leave it!”

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Mickey: “No chance you could fly this thing?”

Rose: “Not anymore, no.”

Mickey: “Well, if Terra could do it so could you.”

Rose: “I know, but she told me not to. She said ‘try that again and the Universe rips in half’.”

Mickey: “Ah, better not, then.”

Rose: “Maybe not.”

Mickey: “So, what do we do? Just sit here?”

Rose: “That’s as good as it gets.”

Jackie: “Right, here we go. Nice cup of tea.” (Jackie has brought a flask.)

Rose: “Mmm, the solution to everything.”

Jackie: “Now, stop your moaning. I’ll get the rest of the food.” (Jackie leaves.)

Mickey: “Tea. Like we’re having a picnic while the world comes to an end. Very British. How does this thing work? If it picks up TV, maybe we could see what’s going on out there. Maybe we’ve surrendered. What do you do to it?”

Rose: “I don’t know. It sort of tunes itself.”

(There’s an odd pattern on the scanner.) Mickey: “Maybe it’s a distress signal.”

Rose: “A fat lot of good that’s going to do.”

Mickey: “Are you going to be a misery all the time?”

Rose: “Yes.”

Mickey: “You should look at it from my point of view, stuck in here with your mum’s cooking.”

Rose: “Where is she? I’d better give her a hand. It might start raining missiles out there.”

Mickey: “Tell her anything from a tin, that’s fine.”

Rose: “Why don’t you tell her yourself?”

Mickey: “I’m not that brave.”

Rose: “Oh, I don’t know.” (Rose steps outside and is grabbed by a Sycorax. She screams.)

Mickey: “Rose?”

(Mickey drops the open flask of tea near where the Doctor is lying.)

“Close the door!” Rose reminded him. Mickey, eyes wide, ran back with just enough time to close the door before a Sycorax grabbed him.

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I woke up in the TARDIS. The Doctor’s slowly rising body beside me.

“Terra?”

“Killer tree.” I mumbled, brushing sleep from my eyes.

I pulled myself up, him trying to help me. “I got it.”

The Doctor gave me a brief look. I slapped him.

“Oi!”

“I haven’t really have much time since the Space Station.” Was my explanation. “I’ve already slapped you, but I wanted to do it again. This face is fun to slap.”

The Doctor rubbed his cheek. “Are you sure you aren’t a Tyler?”

I laughed. “Very. A guy taught me how to give the Slap of a Thousand Suns.”

The Doctor’s eyes widened. “The TARDIS’ moved.”

I grinned, almost madly. “Wanna see?”

The Doctor grinned back. “Let’s go!”

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(The Sycorax cracks his whip. The Doctor catches the end and pulls it out of his hand.)

The Doctor: “You could have someone’s eye out with that.”

Sycorax: “How dare!”

(The Doctor takes a thick club off another Sycorax and breaks it across his knee.)

The Doctor: “You just can’t get the staff. Now, you, just wait. I’m busy. Mickey, hello! And Harriet Jones MP for Flydale North. Blimey, it’s like This Is Your Life. Tea! That’s all I needed, a good cup of tea! Superheated infusion of free radicals and tannin. Just the thing for healing the synapses. Now, first thing’s first. Be honest, how do I look?”

“Different.” I shrugged, a smug smile on my face.

The Doctor: “Good different or bad different?

“Just...” I sighed, biting my lip. “Actually, can you do a short spin?”

The Doctor did so. I made sure to catch the glimpse at the rear.

“Yep. Different.” I nodded my head, looking up to stare into Ten’s eyes.

The Doctor: “Am I ginger?”

I walked up to him, reaching up to his hair. My fingers brushed through the Doctor’s hair. “No, you’re just sort of brown.”

The Doctor: “I wanted to be ginger. I’ve never been ginger. And you, Rose Tyler, fat lot of good you were. You gave up on me. Oh, that’s rude. That’s the sort of man I am now, am I? Rude. Rude and not ginger.”

“Generally, yes.” I teased. The Doctor smirked at me. “But it’s adorable, so I let it slide.”

Harriet: “I’m sorry. Who is this?”

The Doctor: “I’m the Doctor.”

Rose: “He’s the Doctor.”

“I’ve got a nickname for him all lined up and ready to go.”

Harriet: “But what happened to my Doctor? Or is it a title that’s just passed on?”

The Doctor: “I’m him. I’m literally him. Same man, new face. Well, new everything.”

Harriet: “But you can’t be.”

The Doctor: “Harriet Jones, we were trapped in Downing Street and the one thing that scared you wasn’t the aliens, it wasn’t the war, it was the thought of your mother being on her own.”

Harriet: “Oh, my God.”

The Doctor: “Did you win the election?”

Harriet: “Landslide majority.”

Sycorax: “If I might interrupt.”

The Doctor: “Yes, sorry. Hello, big fellow.”

Sycorax: “Who exactly are you?”

The Doctor: “Well, that’s the question.”

Sycorax: “I demand to know who you are!”

The Doctor: “I don’t know!” “See, there’s the thing. I’m the Doctor, but beyond that, I just don’t know. I literally do not know who I am. It’s all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right handed? Left handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I’ve certainly got a gob. And how am I going to react when I see this, a great big threatening button. A great big threatening button which must not be pressed under any circumstances, am I right? Let me guess. It’s some sort of control matrix, hmm? Hold on, what’s feeding it?”

(The Doctor opens the base of the pillar under the button.)

The Doctor: “And what’ve we got here? Blood? Yeah, definitely blood. Human blood. A Positive, with just a dash of iron. Ah, but that means blood control. Blood control! Oh, I haven’t seen blood control for years. You’re controlling all the A Positives. Which leaves us with a great big stinking problem. Because I really don’t know who I am. I don’t know when to stop. So if I see a great big threatening button which should never, ever, ever be pressed, then I just want to do this.”

(He hits the button.)

Rose + Harriet: “No!”

Alex: “You killed them!”

The Doctor: “What do you think, big fellow? Are they dead?”

Sycorax: “We allow them to live.”

The Doctor: “Allow? You’ve no choice. I mean, that’s all blood control is. A cheap bit of voodoo. Scares the pants off you, but that’s as far as it goes. It’s like hypnosis. You can hypnotise someone to walk like a chicken or sing like Elvis. You can’t hypnotise them to death. Survival instinct’s too strong.”

Sycorax: “Blood control was just one form of conquest. I can summon the armada and take this world by force.”

The Doctor: “Well, yeah, you could, yeah, you could do that, of course you could. But why? Look at these people. These human beings. Consider their potential. From the day they arrive on the planet and blinking step into the sun, there is more to see than can ever be seen. More to do than. No, hold on. Sorry, that’s The Lion King. But the point still stands. Leave them alone!”

Sycorax: “Or what?”

The Doctor: “Or-”

(The Doctor takes a sword from an aide and runs back towards the TARDIS.)

The Doctor: “I challenge you.”

(General laughter.)

The Doctor: “Oh, that struck a chord. Am I right that the sanctified rules of combat still apply?”

Sycorax: “You stand as this world’s champion.”

The Doctor: “Thank you. I’ve no idea who I am, but you just summed me up.”

(The Doctor throws his dressing gown to Rose.)

The Doctor: “So, you accept my challenge? Or are you just a cranak pel casacree salvak?”

(This insult makes up the leader’s mind.)

Sycorax: “For the planet?”

The Doctor: “For the planet.”

(They clash swords.)

Rose: “Look out!”

The Doctor: “Oh, yeah, that helps. Wouldn’t have thought of that otherwise, thanks.”

(The leader is the more experienced swordsman. The Doctor retreats up a tunnel.)

The Doctor: “Bit of fresh air?”

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(And out into the daylight. The Doctor is driven back to the edge, and hit on the nose.)

The Doctor: “Stay back! Invalidate the challenge and he wins the planet.”

(The leader knocks the Doctor down then slashes. The sword and a hand fall to Earth.)

The Doctor: “You cut my hand off.”

Sycorax: “Ya! Sycorax!”

The Doctor: “And now I know what sort of man I am. I’m lucky. Because quite by chance I’m still within the first fifteen hours of my regeneration cycle, which means I’ve got just enough residual cellular energy to do this.”

(He grows a new hand.)

Sycorax: “Witchcraft.”

The Doctor: “Time Lord.”

Rose: “Doctor!” (Rose throws him another sword.)

The Doctor: “Oh, so I’m still the Doctor, then?”

Rose: “No arguments from me!”

“Go Lucky!” I cheered, loudly. “Woohoo!”

The Doctor: “Want to know the best bit? This new hand? It’s a fighting hand!”

(They fight again. The Doctor disarms the Sycorax and thumps both hilts into it’s abdomen, twice. It falls, right on the edge, overlooking London.)

The Doctor: “I win.”

Sycorax: “Then kill me.”

The Doctor: “I’ll spare your life if you’ll take this Champion’s command. Leave this planet, and never return. What do you say?”

Sycorax: “Yes.”

The Doctor: “Swear on the blood of your species.”

Sycorax: “I swear.”

The Doctor: “There we are, then. Thanks for that. Cheers, big fellow.”

Harriet: “Bravo!”

Rose: “That says it all. Bravo!”

The Doctor: “Ah, not bad for a man in his jim-jams.”

(Rose helps him on with the dressing gown.)

The Doctor: “Very Arthur Dent. Now, there was a nice man. Hold on, what have I got in here? A satsuma. Ah, that friend of your mothers. He does like his snacks doesn’t he? But doesn’t that just sum up Christmas? You go through all those presents and right at the end, tucked away at the bottom, there’s always one stupid old satsuma. Who wants a satsuma?”

(The Sycorax leader gets up, grabs his sword and runs at the Doctor’s back. The Doctor throws the satsuma at a control on the spaceship hull, a piece of the wing opens up and the leader falls to his death.)

The Doctor: “No second chances. I’m that sort of a man.”

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The Doctor: “By the ancient rites of combat, I forbid you to scavenge here for the rest of time. And when go you back to the stars and tell others of this planet, when you tell them of it’s riches, it’s people, it’s potential. When you talk of the Earth, then make sure that you tell them this. It is defended.”

(The TARDIS, Harriet, Alex, Rose, Mickey and the Doctor are beamed away.)

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Rose: “Where are we?”

Mickey: “We’re just off Bloxom Road. We’re just round the corner, we did it!”

The Doctor: “Wait a minute, wait a minute.”

(The spaceship flies away.)

Mickey: “Go on, my son! Oh, yeah!”

Rose: “Yeah! Don’t come back!”

Mickey: “It is defended!”

(Rose and Mickey hug, then Rose hugs Alex.)

Harriet: “My Doctor.”

The Doctor: “Prime Minister.”

(They hug.)

Harriet: “Absolutely the same man. Are there many more out there?”

The Doctor: “Oh, not just Sycorax. Hundreds of species. Thousands of them. And the human race is drawing attention to itself. Every day you’re sending out probes and messages and signals. This planet’s so noisy. You’re getting noticed more and more. You’d better get used to it.”

Jackie: “Rose!”

Rose: “Mum!”

The Doctor: “Oh, talking of trouble.”

Jackie: “Oh, my God! You did it, Rose! Oh!”

(Alex answers a phone call.)

Rose: “You did it too! It was the tea. Fixed his head.”

The Doctor: “That was all I needed, cup of tea.”

Jackie: “I said so.”

Rose: “Look at him.”

Jackie: “Is it him, though? Is it really the Doctor? Oh, my God, it’s the bleeding Prime Minister!”

The Doctor: “Come here, you.”

(Group hug.)

Jackie: “Are you better?”

The Doctor: “I am, yeah.”

Alex: “It’s a message from Torchwood. They say they’re ready.”

Jackie: “You left me.”

Rose: “I’m sorry.”

Jackie: “I had all the food.”

(Five green beams streak up into the sky, meet and fire out into space. The Sycorax asteroid ship goes KaBOOM!)

Rose: “What is that? What’s happening?”

The Doctor: “That was murder.”

Harriet: “That was defence. It’s adapted from alien technology. A ship that fell to Earth ten years ago.”

The Doctor: “But they were leaving.”

Harriet: “You said yourself, Doctor, they’d go back to the stars and tell others about the Earth. I’m sorry, Doctor, but you’re not here all the time. You come and go. It happened today. Mister Llewellyn and the Major, they were murdered. They died right in front of me while you were sleeping. In which case we have to defend ourselves.”

The Doctor: “Britain’s Golden Age.”

Harriet: “It comes with a price.”

The Doctor: “I gave them the wrong warning. I should’ve told them to run as fast as they can, run and hide because the monsters are coming. The human race.”

Harriet: “Those are the people I represent. I did it on their behalf.”

The Doctor: “Then I should have stopped you.”

Harriet: “What does that make you, Doctor? Another alien threat?”

The Doctor: “Don’t challenge me, Harriet Jones, because I’m a completely new man. I could bring down your Government with a single word.”

Harriet: “You’re the most remarkable man I’ve ever met, but I don’t think you’re quite capable of that.”

The Doctor: “No, you’re right. Not a single word, just six.”

Harriet: “I don’t think so.”

The Doctor: “Six words.”

Harriet: “Stop it!”

The Doctor: “Six.”

(The Doctor goes over to Alex and whispers in his ear.) The Doctor: “Don’t you think she looks tired?”

(The Doctor, Rose, Mickey and Jackie leave.)

Harriet: “What did he say?”

Alex: “Oh, well, nothing, really.”

Harriet: “What did he say?”

Alex: “Nothing. I don’t know.”

Harriet: “Doctor! Doctor, what did you? What was that? What did he say? What did you say, Doctor? Doctor! I’m sorry.”

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(The Doctor is picking himself a new outfit in the TARDIS wardrobe, and considers David’s Casanova costume. We hear the specially written Song For Ten by Murray Gold sung by Tim Phillips.)

SINGER: “When I woke up today and the world seemed a restless place, it could have been that way for me.”

(Mickey, Rose and Jackie are back at the flat having Christmas dinner. Mickey carves the turkey.)

SINGER: “Then I wandered around and I thought of your face that Christmas looking back at me.”

(The Doctor finds a brown pinstripe suit and long brown coat. He leaves the wardrobe past the old hat stand with a long scarf on it.)

SINGER: “I wish today was just like every other day. Cause today has been the best day.”

(The Doctor is back to a nice suit and tie after his recent aberration.)

SINGER: “Everything I ever dreamed. Then I started to walk, pretty soon I will run. And I’ll be running back to you. Because I followed my star, and that’s what you are. I’ve had a merry time with you.”

(The Doctor enters. The dinner progresses to the crackers.)

SINGER: “I wish today was just like every other day.”

The Doctor: “Oh, that’s yours.”

Rose: “It’s pink! Mum, it should be yours. Look, it’s Harriet Jones.”

(That television is never switched off BBC24, it seems.)

MAN [on TV]: “Prime Minister, is it true you are no longer fit to be in position?”

Harriet [on TV]: “No. Now, can we talk about other things?”

MAN [on TV]: “Is it true you’re unfit for office?”

(The Doctor puts on a pair of spectacles to watch the interview.)

Harriet [on TV]: “Look, there is nothing wrong with my health. I don’t know where these stories are coming from. And a vote of no confidence is completely unjustified.”

MAN [on TV]: “Are you going to resign?”

(The telephone rings.)

Harriet [on TV]: “On today of all days, I’m fine. Look at me, I’m fine. I look fine, I feel fine.”

Jackie: “It’s Beth. She says go and look outside.”

Rose: “Why?”

Jackie: “I don’t know, just go outside and look. Come on, shift!!”

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(The ground is covered with white flakes falling from the sky. Streaks of light cris-cross the sky.)

Rose: “Oh, it’s beautiful. What are they, meteors?”

The Doctor: “It’s the spaceship breaking up in the atmosphere. This isn’t snow, it’s ash.”

Rose: “Okay, not so beautiful.”

The Doctor: “This is a brand new planet Earth. No denying the existence of aliens now. Everyone saw it. Everything’s new.”

Rose: “And what about you? What are you going to do next?”

The Doctor: “Well, back to the TARDIS. Same old life.”

Rose: “On your own?”

The Doctor: “Why, don’t you want to come?”

Rose: “Well, yeah.”

The Doctor: “Do you, though?”

Rose: “Yeah!”

The Doctor: “I just thought, because I changed.”

Rose: “Yeah, I thought, because you changed you might not want me anymore.”

The Doctor: “Oh, I’d love you to come.”

Rose: “Okay.”

Mickey: “You’re never going to stay, are you?”

Rose: “There’s just so much out there. So much to see. I’ve got to.”

Mickey: “Yeah.”

Jackie: “Well, I reckon you’re mad, the pair of you. It’s like you go looking for trouble.”

The Doctor: “Trouble’s just the bits in-between. It’s all waiting out there, Jackie, and it’s brand new to me. All those planets, and creatures and horizons. I haven’t seem them yet! Not with these eyes. And it is going to be fantastic.”

Rose: “That hand of yours still gives me the creeps.”

(She takes hold of it anyway.)

Rose: “So, where’re we going to go first?”

The Doctor: “Er, that way. No, hold on. That way.”

(He points up.)

Rose: “That way?”

The Doctor: “Hmm?”

Rose: “Yeah, that way.”

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“That was incredibly reckless.” The Doctor scolded.

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I frowned, my bottom lip quivering. “Oh. Well. Yes.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I’ll...I’ll just go then.”

The Doctor just kept glaring.

“Just...just keep that corn stirred. If not, it’ll stick to the bottom.” My hearts were working overtime. “And, tell Rosita I’ll see her soon. Yeah.”

I started to walk off.

“Terra-”

“Sorry I’ve been a nuisance.” I said. “Sorry I’ll be a nuisance. Bye.”

“Ter-”

I ran out of the alley. I ran for what felt like an hour, but was really only ten minutes. I was in another alleyway, so I just hid next to a box.

I broke out into tears, barely aware of the manipulator’s beeping.