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26 January 2014 @ 09:47 pm
Transcript: 8x00 The Time of the Doctor (1/2)  


SPACE

A tone resonates as we watch a planet from above. We hear a woman, TASHA LEM, give an introductory narration. A myriad of ships from different cultures gather and wait above the planet.

TASHA:
'Once, there was a planet, much like any other... and unimportant. This planet sent the universe a message. A bell tolling among the stars, ringing out to all the dark corners of creation. And EVERYBODY came to see. Although no-one understood the message, everyone who heard it found themselves afraid. Except one man. The man who stayed for Christmas.'

INT. SHIP

The DOCTOR teleports into what appears to be a large central room. There is only light in the center, the sides shrouded in darkness. He brandishes the weapons arm of a Dalek.

DOCTOR:
I bring proof of courage and comradeship. What is this ship and why are you here? (lowers hood of cloak) Identify yourselves by species and planet of origin.

Blue lights appear in the shadows and there is a low beeping. A parade of Daleks streams out into the open area.

DALEK:
Exterminate! Exterminate!

DOCTOR:
(into ear bug) Handles?

DALEK:
Exterminate! Exterminate!

The Daleks fire at the DOCTOR and he ducks.

DOCTOR:
Agh!

DALEK:
Exterminate!

DOCTOR:
Handles? Agh! Handles? (teleports out)

DALEK:
Exterminate!

INT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR reappears in the console room and flings off the cloak as he walks up the steps to the console.

DOCTOR:
Every ship I go on, they just shoot at me. (rants at the head of a Cyberman attached to the console) Handles, I said, "Put me on a ship." I didn't say, "Put me on a Dalek ship." Don't put me on a Dalek ship, when I'm holding a broken bit of Dalek! (smacks HANDLES with the Dalek arm but it bounces back and hits him in the head) Ow! (pulls HANDLES off his perch and carries him under his arm)

HANDLES:
You did not indicate a preference.

DOCTOR:
Use your head! (looks at monitor) It's not like you've got a lot of alternatives. They're all here - Daleks, Sontarans, Terileptils, Slitheen. And they're not even fighting, they're just parked. Why?

HANDLES:
The message was received throughout the universe.

DOCTOR:
(paces) Yes, yes, the message, the message. Even I can't translate it. I mean, why is everyone here if they don't understand it?

HANDLES:
You’re here.

DOCTOR:
Well, you know, I'm OCD. What's their excuse? What does this message mean?

The phone rings.

DOCTOR:
Oh, no. (puts HANDLES back) And remind me I've got to patch the telephone back through the console unit. (heads for the door) This is getting ridiculous.

HANDLES:
Attention! Information available.

The DOCTOR pauses at the door and hurries back.

DOCTOR:
OK?

HANDLES:
You must patch the telephone device back through the console unit.

DOCTOR:
No, no. No, no, no, no. No, not now! Remind me later. (turns back)

HANDLES:
When?

DOCTOR:
I don't know, just later, just pick a time.

HANDLES:
When?

DOCTOR:
I don't know, just any old time. When you think I've forgotten.

HANDLES:
When?

DOCTOR:
Just pick a random number, express that number as a quantity of minutes, and when that time has elapsed, remind me to patch the telephone back through the console unit.

HANDLES:
Affirmative.

DOCTOR:
(walks to the door) How those Cyber-evenings must fly! (reaches outside and grabs the phone, bringing it inside) Hello. The TARDIS.

CONTINUED, INTERCUT WITH –

- CUT TO:

INT. CLARA’S FLAT, KITCHEN, DAY

CLARA is in the kitchen, hurrying in the kitchen. She is wearing a green paper crown.

CLARA:
Emergency. You're my boyfriend.

DOCTOR:
Ding-dong! OK, brilliant. I'm may be a bit...rusty in some areas, but I will glance at a manual.

CLARA:
(checks turkey) No, no, you're not actually my boyfriend.

DOCTOR:
Oh, that was quick. It's a roller coaster this phone call. (picks up HANDLES)

CLARA:
But I need a boyfriend really quickly.

DOCTOR:
Well, I hope you're nicer to the next one. (presses buttons near the monitor)

INT. CLARA’S FLAT, LIVING ROOM, DAY

CLARA rushes in and sets out napkins.

CLARA:
No, shut up. Christmas dinner, me cooking.

CONTINUED, INTERCUT WITH –

- CUT TO:

INT. TARDIS

DOCTOR:
So?

CLARA:
So, I may have... accidentally invented a boyfriend.

DOCTOR:
Yeah, I did that once and there's no easy way to get rid of an android.

CONTINUED, INTERCUT WITH –

- CUT TO:

INT. CLARA’S FLAT, KITCHEN, DAY

CLARA:
No, not an android, a pretend one, an imaginary one. And I said he'd be coming to Christmas dinner.

DOCTOR:
(distracted) Yeah. Handles, that's a new ship. OK, we'll take the TARDIS this time.

CLARA:
(slides down against the counter in a corner) Come for Christmas dinner. Just do that for me. Come to Christmas dinner and be my Christmas date.

The DOCTOR drops the phone as CLARA finishes talking. He grabs it.

DOCTOR:
Sorry, missed that last bit. Got to dash! (ends call)

INT. SHIP

The DOCTOR sticks HANDLES outside the TARDIS door as a lookout. When nothing happens, he steps out of the TARDIS. He walks down a corridor and, as a door slides open, he greets the inhabitants.

DOCTOR:
OK, don't be alarmed, I come in...

The DOCTOR stops when he sees Cybermen in stasis(?) chambers. The DOCTOR comically turns his head to HANDLES’ and then back to the CYBERMEN.

CYBERMEN:
Alert! Alert!

DOCTOR:
…peace! No.

The DOCTOR backs away and uses the sonic screwdriver on the door as the CYBERMEN step free of their chambers.

CYBERMEN:
Intruder detected. The intruder will be upgraded.

The DOCTOR holds up HANDLES to block the shots fired at him.

DOCTOR:
Agh! Sorry.

The DOCTOR runs back into the TARDIS as the CYBERMEN continue to fire. The phone rings. The DOCTOR quickly reaches out, grabs the phone and brings it inside.

INT. CLARA’S FLAT, LIVING ROOM, DAY

CLARA sets out the Christmas crackers.

CLARA:
I need you. I'm cooking Christmas dinner!

CONTINUED, INTERCUT WITH –

- CUT TO:

INT. TARDIS

DOCTOR:
I'm being shot at by Cybermen!

CLARA:
Well, can't we do both?

DOCTOR:
Arghh! Yeah, why not?!

**********************************************************************

Matt Smith
Jenna Coleman

DOCTOR WHO
“The Time of the Doctor”
By
Steven Moffat

PRODUCER
Marcus Wilson

DIRECTOR
Jamie Payne

**********************************************************************


INT. CLARA’S FLAT, LIVING ROOM, DAY

CLARA has her GRAN, DAD and step-mother LINDA in for dinner and they are sitting around the small table watching “Strictly Come Dancing”.

TV:
'Happy Christmas!'

LINDA:
How's the turkey doing?

CLARA:
Great, yeah, yeah, it's doing great. Well, dead and decapitated, but that's Christmas when you're a turkey.

GRAN:
(holds up wineglass) Actually, maybe I will have a little more.

CLARA:
There you go, Gran. (pours wine)

DAD:
Did you put it in early enough?

CLARA:
Dad, I put it in when you phoned me.

DAD:
I e-mailed you some instructions.

CLARA:
Oh, you certainly did.

EXT. BLOCK, DAY

The TARDIS materializes on the green.

INT. CLARA’S FLAT, KITCHEN, DAY

CLARA peers out the window and sees the TARDIS.

EXT. BLOCK, DAY

CLARA hurries down the stairs and runs across to the TARDIS, losing her paper crown to the wind.

CLARA:
Whoops!

INT. TARDIS

CLARA strides into the TARDIS.

CLARA:
Doctor, I so need you... (stops short, shocked)

DOCTOR:
Clara!

The DOCTOR holds up his arms to greet her. He is naked.

CLARA:
No, stop, stop, don't move, don't do anything! (turns her back)

DOCTOR:
Why, what is it? What's wrong?

CLARA:
You're naked.

DOCTOR:
Yes, I am naked. I wondered if you'd notice.

CLARA:
Doctor, why are you naked?

DOCTOR:
Because I'm going to church.

The DOCTOR walks over to one of the panels on the console and there is a whooshing sound. He turns around and has his regular clothes on.

DOCTOR:
Better?

CLARA:
(turns around) Oh, that was quick.

DOCTOR:
Hologram clothes, projected directly onto your visual cortex.

CLARA:
Still naked underneath?

DOCTOR:
Everybody's naked underneath.

CLARA:
Eugh, don't say things like that, it's Christmas. Come and meet my family.

INT. CLARA’S FLAT, LIVING ROOM, DAY

CLARA walks into the room ahead of the DOCTOR and introduces him.

CLARA:
Hello, so, er, here he is!

DOCTOR:
Hello, the Oswalds. Hello! (shakes their hands) Merry Christmas. Hello, hello! (kisses GRAN on both cheeks) Hello, handsome. Anyone for Twister?

The Oswalds stare at the DOCTOR.

CLARA:
So... this is the Doctor. My boyfriend. Isn't anyone going to say hello?

GRAN giggles as DAD and LINDA refuse to look at the DOCTOR.

GRAN:
(flirtatiously) Hello.

DOCTOR:
Excuse me a moment. (whispers to CLARA) Listen, I've got an idea to break the ice. Why don't I project my clothes hologram onto their visual cortexes too?

CLARA:
(whispers) So, to be clear, no-one except me can see your clothes?

DOCTOR:
Yes, and I'm starting to think it may be causing tension.

GRAN:
Are we playing Twister now?

CLARA:
(smiles at GRAN before hissing at the DOCTOR) Get in the kitchen!

DOCTOR:
Eh? Sorry.

CLARA pushes the DOCTOR from the room before popping back in.

CLARA:
Sorry... he's Swedish. (leaves)

INT. CLARA’S FLAT, KITCHEN, DAY

CLARA closes the kitchen door as the DOCTOR opens the oven.

CLARA:
Doctor, please!

DOCTOR:
Oh, that's never going to work, is it?

CLARA:
(walks over) What's wrong? Do you not think it's done yet?

DOCTOR:
I think a decent vet would give it an even chance.

CLARA:
OK. Well, use an app.

DOCTOR:
An app?

CLARA:
On your screwdriver - app it.

DOCTOR:
Most certainly not, it doesn't do turkey. Nothing does turkey. You'd need a time machine.

CLARA just looks at him.

DOCTOR:
What?

INT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR enters the TARDIS followed by CLARA carrying the turkey.

DOCTOR:
You can't keep using the TARDIS like this.

CLARA:
Like what?

DOCTOR:
Missed birthdays, restaurant bookings. And please just learn how to use iPlayer.

They walk down to the section underneath the console.

CLARA:
Ooh, vortex cooking?

DOCTOR:
Yep, exposure to the time winds. (opens one of the panels and CLARA sets the pan inside) It'll either come up a treat, or just possibly lay some eggs. (closes panel)

HANDLES:
Information available.

CLARA:
What's that?

DOCTOR:
Oh, just a bit of a Cyberman. He'll get us to the church on time.

They walk back up to the console.

HANDLES:
I have developed a fault.

DOCTOR:
The organics are all gone, but there's still a full set of data banks. Found it at the Maldovar market. (sets the TARDIS in motion)

SPACE

The TARDIS materializes in space above the planet with all the other ships.

INT. TARDIS

HANDLES:
Planet identified, from analysis of message.

DOCTOR:
Right cool, go on, then. OK, tell us, what is the planet? Go on.

HANDLES:
Processing official designation. Processing.

DOCTOR:
OK, in your own time, dear. Don't rush!

CLARA:
So, why haven't you just gone down there and had a look?

DOCTOR:
It's shielded. Even the TARDIS can't break through it.

HANDLES:
Gallifrey.

DOCTOR:
(turns and looks at HANDLES) What did you say? (slowly walks over)

HANDLES:
Gallifrey.

DOCTOR:
What are you talking about? Gallifrey? What do you mean?

HANDLES:
Confirmed. Planet designation - Gallifrey.

The DOCTOR yanks HANDLES from his “stand” and brings him over to the monitor.

DOCTOR:
You see THAT? Gallifrey is my home, I know it when I see it. THAT is not Gallifrey!! (slams HANDLES onto the console before stalking towards the door)

CLARA:
(follows) Doctor, are you OK?

DOCTOR:
It's not Gallifrey. Gallifrey's gone. (opens door)

SPACE

CLARA:
Unless... unless you saved it. You thought you might have.

They look down onto the planet.

DOCTOR:
Even if it survived, it's gone from this universe. That is not my home! (slams the door)

INT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR strides back to the console.

DOCTOR:
It can't be.

There is a reverberating sound blast, sounding similar to a very large cruise ship.

CLARA:
What's that?

The DOCTOR walks back to the door and opens it.

SPACE

A large, many-storied ship comes alongside the TARDIS.

DOCTOR:
Papal Mainframe. It's like a great, big flying church. The first ship to arrive. They are the ones who shielded the planet. They can get us down there.

A hologram of a woman is projected against the ship. The DOCTOR bows deeply.

CLARA:
A friend of yours?

DOCTOR:
Tasha Lem, the Mother Superious.

TASHA crooks her index finger.

DOCTOR:
Oh, she's inviting us aboard.

CLARA:
Why?

DOCTOR:
Because I asked her. Swallow this. (hands CLARA a pill)

CLARA:
(takes pill and chews it) What is it?

DOCTOR:
Your hologram projector. You can't go to church with your clothes on! (blows a kiss to TASHA)

The TARDIS moves towards the Mainframe’s ship.

INT. PAPAL MAINFRAME, AUDIENCE CHAMBER

A long walkway bearing a red carpet is suspended over a deep chamber. Members of the church line the walk as the DOCTOR and CLARA make their way forward. CLARA is hunched over, self-conscious. TASHA LEM stands on the dais awaiting them. At her side is COLONEL ALBERO.

CLARA:
(whispers) I don't feel like I'm wearing anything.

DOCTOR:
(whispers) I know, relaxing isn't it?

CLARA:
(whispers) What is this place?

DOCTOR:
(whispers) The Church of the Papal Mainframe - security hub of the known universe.

CLARA:
A security church?

DOCTOR:
Yep. Keeping you safe in this world and the next! I venerate the exaltation of the Mother Superious. (bows to TASHA)

CLARA drops a nervous curtsey.

ALBERO:
Welcome to the Church of the Papal Mainframe. Your nudity is appreciated.

TASHA:
Hey, babes.

DOCTOR:
Loving the frock!

TASHA:
Is that a new body? Give us a twirl!

DOCTOR:
Tash, this old thing? (turns in a slow circle) Please, I've been rocking it for centuries.

TASHA:
Nice though. Tight.

CLARA:
So, er, hello! Also here!

DOCTOR:
Clara, this is Tasha Lem, the Head of the Church of the Papal Mainframe. Tash, ho-ho-ho, this is my... my associate, Clara Oswald. Miss Clara Oswald.

TASHA:
(to ALBERO) We'll go to my chapel. (to everyone) All honours in place, no sacrifices required.

INT. PAPAL MAINFRAME, CORRIDOR

CLARA follows the DOCTOR and TASHA.

DOCTOR:
It was Tasha who shielded the planet. But you could sneak me down there, couldn't you, Tash?

They stop outside double doors.

TASHA:
I would have conditions. I have confidential matters to discuss with the Doctor. Would you... excuse us?

DOCTOR:
Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of Clara. Well... quite a lot of it. Probably about half, maybe a smidge... under. Actually, Clara, would you mind waiting out here?

CLARA:
No worries! You two get yourselves a room.

TASHA opens the door to her chambers.

DOCTOR:
Yes, quite. No, stop it!

CLARA:
Boss of the psycho space nuns. So you!

The DOCTOR smiles and enters TASHA’S room.

DOCTOR:
Well...

The doors close behind him. CLARA turns around and saunters the hall. She gasps and stops as a SILENT approaches her.

CLARA:
Doctor?

INT. PAPAL MAINFRAME, TASHA’S CHAMBERS

In the center of the room is a bed-shaped altar/altar-shaped bed. TASHA is preparing them drinks.

DOCTOR:
That altar looks like a bed.

TASHA:
That bed looks like an altar.

DOCTOR:
(presses on the mattress) Yep.

The DOCTOR sits on the furniture as TASHA comes over with the drinks. She hands a glass to the DOCTOR and he takes a sip. He spits it back into the glass and sets it down.

TASHA:
Excuse me. (reaches over and presses a button and the message plays) That message... is transmitting through all of space and time. What did it make you feel? (sits on the bed next to him)

DOCTOR:
(stands) Feel?

TASHA:
Every sentient being in the universe who detected that signal felt something. Something overpowering.

DOCTOR:
What?

TASHA:
Fear. Pure, unadulterated dread.

INT. PAPAL MAINFRAME, CORRIDOR

The SILENT walks behind a divider, out of CLARA’S line-of-sight. She continues to walk on as if nothing happened. The SILENT reappears.

CLARA:
I saw you and then I forgot you. How does that work?

The SILENT goes behind another divider and CLARA scratches her head.

INT. PAPAL MAINFRAME, TASHA’S CHAMBERS

DOCTOR:
Right, what's the signal, where's it coming from? (walks away from TASHA)

TASHA:
(stands) It's a settlement. Human colony, level 2. A farm, basically. (sets down drink)

DOCTOR:
(walks around to the opposite side of the bed) Right. Anyone been for a look?

TASHA:
Any one ship lands, the rest will follow, there will be bloodshed. Fortunately we got here first, shielded the planet. We maintain the truce, by blocking all of them.

They lean over the bed from either side.

DOCTOR:
Daleks, Cybermen - one of that lot - could break through your defences.

TASHA:
Perhaps. But they're afraid, remember? Nobody wants to go first.

DOCTOR:
I do.

TASHA:
I was counting on it.

INT. PAPAL MAINFRAME, CORRIDOR

The SILENT advances on CLARA.

SILENT:
Confess... Confess...

CLARA turns around and sees a group of them and gasps. She backs away towards the door of TASHA’S chambers.

CLARA:
What are you? Why do I keep forgetting you?

SILENT:
Confess. Confess.

CLARA:
Wha...

CLARA runs from them and into TASHA’S rooms.

INT. PAPAL MAINFRAME, TASHA’S CHAMBERS

TASHA and the DOCTOR look up at CLARA’S entrance.

DOCTOR:
Are you OK?

CLARA:
Fine. Yeah, fine. Sorry.

TASHA:
(walks over to what looks like a confessional) Right, this is my personal teleport. I can put you down just outside the town. Find the source of the message and report back to me in one hour. (the DOCTOR enters one of the cubicles) And on your life, Doctor, you will cause no trouble down there.

DOCTOR:
When do I? (closes curtain then opens it) Don't answer that. (closes curtain again)

TASHA walks over, opens the curtain and holds her hand out.

DOCTOR:
What?

TASHA:
I'm not an idiot. Everyone in this church is trained to see straight through holograms.

CLARA:
(sits on the bed) Ah, great.

TASHA:
Give now. You are taking no technology of any kind down there.

DOCTOR:
What can I do with a key? (to CLARA) You... in... now. (closes curtain)

CLARA goes to the other booth.

TASHA:
(opens curtain) You could summon your TARDIS.

DOCTOR:
The TARDIS doesn't work by remote. (closes curtain and opens it again) Fine, if it makes you feel any better, there we are. (removes key from around his neck and hands it to TASHA)

TASHA nods and walks over to the controls.

TASHA:
Remember. I want you back in one hour.

EXT. SNOWY WOODS, PLANET, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA arrive on the planet in a flash of light. CLARA immediately feels the cold.

CLARA:
Oh, cold, very cold.

DOCTOR:
(rubs CLARA’S arms vigorously) OK, don't worry. There's a heat loss filter in your hologram shell, it'll kick in, just give it a moment. (hugs her) So, sweet little town covered in snow, half the universe in terror. Why? Why?

The DOCTOR turns one way as CLARA looks the other. She sees an arm sticking out of the snow.

CLARA:
Oh, my God!

DOCTOR:
What?

CLARA:
(walks towards the arm) There's something under the snow, it's...

DOCTOR:
What is it?

CLARA:
(reaches out and touches it) It's cold.

DOCTOR:
OK, just stand back, please, Clara.

CLARA:
(laughs and stands) It's stone. It's just stone. It's only a statue. (turns and looks at the DOCTOR)

DOCTOR:
Clara, step away from it!

CLARA gasps as the hand grasps her around the ankle.

DOCTOR:
Clara, keep looking at it, don't look away! (comes over and grips CLARA tightly) Don't even... blink!

CLARA:
What is it?

DOCTOR:
There is a Weeping Angel under the snow. Looks like a statue - isn't a statue. Can you get your foot out?

CLARA:
(wiggles foot) Only if I get it out of my shoe.

DOCTOR:
You're not wearing one.

CLARA:
Good point.

DOCTOR:
OK, just pull, hard!

CLARA:
(grunts with effort) I'm trying.

DOCTOR:
Oh... One, two, three! Yeah!

They successfully free CLARA’S foot but tumble down a slope in the process. They land in a small clearing surrounded by Weeping Angels. As they look around, the Angels begin to move.

CLARA:
They're climbing out of the snow. Oh, God!

DOCTOR:
Keep looking at them. At all of them.

CLARA:
Why?

DOCTOR:
Quantum-locked life-form - it can only move if it's unobserved.

CLARA:
What are they doing here?

DOCTOR:
Same as everybody else - must've got past Tasha's shield. Keep looking!

The DOCTOR and CLARA stand back-to-back and keep circling.

CLARA:
I can't. I can't see - the snow's in my eyes.

DOCTOR:
I just need to bring the TARDIS down.

CLARA:
You can't fly it remotely.

DOCTOR:
No, but it can home in on the key. (reaches around to the back of his head)

CLARA:
But she took your key!

DOCTOR:
She took one of them!

The DOCTOR unzips a secret pocket and pulls out his key – tearing off a wig to reveal his shaved head. CLARA gasps and covers her mouth with her hand while she points at the DOCTOR with the other. The TARDIS key glows.

INT. TARDIS

HANDLES:
Engines activating.

The TARDIS materializes around the DOCTOR and CLARA.

DOCTOR:
The old key in the quiff routine. Classic! (sets the wig on top of HANDLES and works the controls) OK, homing in on the mysterious message. Ooh, yes, I like that - the mysterious message.

CLARA:
You've shaved your head?

DOCTOR:
Yep. Clever plan to get us past the shield.

CLARA:
You got bored one night, didn't you?

DOCTOR:
Yeah, tiny bit bored.

CLARA:
Is that what happened to your eyebrows?

DOCTOR:
No, they're just delicate. Right, setting us down, near the signal source. I'm going to turn the engines on silent, don't want to make a fuss.

CLARA:
(pulls the wig off HANDLES and throws it at the DOCTOR) Put it back on.

DOCTOR:
Why?

CLARA:
Your ears are like rocket fins.

DOCTOR:
I know!

EXT. TOWN, STREET, NIGHT

The TARDIS materializes in the street and the DOCTOR and CLARA step outside. There are lit trees lining the road as well as braziers with lit fires.

CLARA:
Oh, it's good to be wearing clothes again. That's so much better, don't you think?

DOCTOR:
(scans with sonic) Now, what do we make of this place? It's two o'clock in the afternoon, must be very short days here. The message is coming from that tower. (points towards clock tower) (sees another couple walking the street) Hello! Hello, there! (to CLARA) Right, we're a couple from the next town. My name's probably Hank or Rock, something like that.

CLARA:
Or Daisy?

DOCTOR:
Shut up. (to couple) Hello, good to meet you, nice snow.

MAN:
Most pleasant to meet you too. (shakes the DOCTOR’S hand)

WOMAN:
Most pleasant. Most pleasant.

DOCTOR:
I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. I stole a time machine and ran away and I've been flouting the principal law of my own people ever since. That wasn't quite what I was meant to say!

CLARA:
I'm an English teacher from planet Earth, and I've run off with a man from space because I really fancy...

WOMAN:
I think, perhaps, you should stop talking till you get used to it.

DOCTOR:
Used to what?

WOMAN:
What did you say your name was?

CLARA:
Bubbly personality masking bossy control freak! (covers her mouth with her hand)

DOCTOR:
(points to his head) I'm wearing a wig! (covers his mouth) (muffled) No, ah, I see. (removes hand) Yes, of course. It's a truth field. Oh, that is so quaint. I haven't seen a truth field in years! I'm wearing a wig!

MAN:
No-one can lie in this town. Especially this close to the tower.

The couple continues to walk on.

DOCTOR:
Doesn't that make life a bit difficult?

They answer simultaneously.

WOMAN:
Not at all.

MAN:
Yes.

DOCTOR:
This town, what's it called?

MAN:
It's Christmas.

DOCTOR:
It's July. (looks at watch)

WOMAN:
No, the town. The town is Christmas, that's what it's called.

MAN:
Be happy here. Be well.

CLARA:
How can a town be called Christmas?

DOCTOR:
I don't know, how can an island be called Easter? Maybe it's just nice here. I almost hate to find out what's wrong.

They head for the church.

INT. CHURCH, BASEMENT, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA look around the room and the DOCTOR sees something that grabs his attention.

DOCTOR:
There you are. What took you so long?

CLARA:
What's wrong? It's only a crack in the wall.

It’s not just any crack, but the same crack that had been in Amy’s room.

DOCTOR:
I knew. I always knew it wasn't over. (takes off jacket and walks over to the wall)

CLARA:
What is it?

DOCTOR:
A split in the skin of reality.

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FLASHBACK

INT. AMELIA POND’S ROOM, NIGHT

The DOCTOR stands back from the wall containing the crack and uses the sonic screwdriver on it.

INT. BYZANTIUM, SECONDARY FLIGHT DECK

The DOCTOR uses the sonic on the crack.

INT. HOTEL

The DOCTOR opens the door to Room 11 to reveal the crack as his greatest fear.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

INT. CHURCH, BASEMENT, NIGHT

DOCTOR:
A tiny sliver of the 26th of June, 2010. The day the universe blew up.

CLARA:
Missed that!

DOCTOR:
I rebooted it, put it all back together.

CLARA:
That's good.

DOCTOR:
(walks towards the center of the room) It was my TARDIS that blew it up in the first place. I felt a degree of responsibility. But the scar tissue remains. (walks back to the wall) A structural weakness in the whole universe. Whoa! (steps back as if shocked) And someone's trying to get through it, from outside our universe, from somewhere else. (presses ear against wall) Of course, of course. It makes sense.

CLARA:
It does?

DOCTOR:
Yes. If you tried to break through a wall, you'd choose the weakest spot. To break into this universe, you'd choose this crack, because... No. If you were trying to break back into this universe. You said Gallifrey. (goes over to HANDLES and picks him up) Why did you say Gallifrey?

HANDLES:
Analysis of message composition indicates Gallifreyan origin, according to TARDIS data banks.

CLARA:
You said Gallifrey was gone.

DOCTOR:
No. I said it was in another universe. The message is coming through here. The truth field is too, at a guess. If it's the Time Lords... If it's the Time Lords... (presses hands against the wall)

The tone begins to resonate again. The DOCTOR turns and looks at CLARA.

DOCTOR:
(takes item from pocket) Seal of the High Council of Gallifrey, nicked it off the Master in the Death Zone. (sticks it on HANDLES) There is an algorithm imprinted in the atomic structure. Use it to decode the message.

HANDLES:
Message decoding. Message analysis proceeding. Information available. The message is a request for information.

DOCTOR:
It's a question. Why can't you just say it's a question?!

HANDLES:
It is being projected through all of time and space on a repeating cycle.

DOCTOR:
The oldest question in the universe, hidden in plain sight...

HANDLES:
Warning – translation will be available to all life-forms in range. Translation follows. Doctor who... Doctor who... Doctor who... Doctor who... Doctor who...

SPACE

HANDLES: (v.o.)
Doctor who...

INT. DALEK SHIP

HANDLES: (v.o.)
Doctor who...

INT. CYBER SHIP

HANDLES: (v.o.)
Doctor who...

INT. PAPAL MAINFRAME, AUDIENCE CHAMBER

TASHA walks onto the dais.

HANDLES: (v.o.)
Doctor who... Doctor who...

TASHA:
Patch me through to the Doctor. Now!

INT. CHURCH, BASEMENT, NIGHT

The DOCTOR leans against the wall.

DOCTOR:
A question only I could answer. A truth field to make sure I'm not lying. If I give my name, they'll know they've found the right place... and that it's safe to come through.

CLARA:
The Time Lords? OK, so what then? If you answer the question, and they come back, what happens?

DOCTOR:
Ah, you need to take this to the TARDIS and put it in the charger slot for the sonic. (presses a cylinder into her hands)

CLARA:
Why?

DOCTOR:
Hell. All hell, that's what happens if the Time Lords come back. There's half a universe up there already, waiting to open fire. Now, please, go to the TARDIS, and just do as I say!

CLARA runs from the room.

TASHA: (v.o.)
Doctor, speak with me.

EXT. TOWN, NIGHT

A projection of TASHA appears in the sky above the church.

INT. CHURCH, BASEMENT, NIGHT

The DOCTOR puts his jacket back on and walks determinedly from the room.

EXT. TOWN, NIGHT

CLARA runs towards the TARDIS but pauses when she sees TASHA. The inhabitants of the town gather to watch.

TASHA:
Doctor! Face me now!

CLARA runs to the TARDIS.

EXT. CHURCH, BELFREY, NIGHT

The DOCTOR reaches the top of the belfry and looks out at TASHA.

TASHA:
Doctor!

INT. TARDIS

CLARA enters the TARDIS and puts the cylinder into the spot indicated by the DOCTOR.

EXT. CHURCH, BELFREY, NIGHT

The DOCTOR reaches the top of the belfry and looks out at TASHA.

DOCTOR:
Mother Superious, there is only one thing I need from you - this planet... what's it called?

TASHA:
Trenzalore.

The DOCTOR is shocked to learn where he is.

INT. TARDIS

CLARA steps back from the console.

CLARA:
OK, is that it? Are you doing a clever thing?

EXT. CHURCH, BELFREY, NIGHT

TASHA:
If you speak your name, the Time Lords will return.

DOCTOR:
If they return, they will come in peace.

TASHA:
It doesn't matter. They will be met with a war that will never end. The Time War will begin anew! You know that, Doctor!

INT. TARDIS

CLARA leans against the console. There is a metallic thrumming.

CLARA:
Done.

CLARA runs to the door, opens it and rushes outside.

EXT. BLOCK, DAY

CLARA comes to a stop when she realizes where she is. She turns back to the TARDIS as she hears it begin to dematerialize.

CLARA:
No, don't you dare. No, no!

She runs back and tries to make the key work and unlock the door.
 
 
 
the silver lady: Clara & 11 stunned by daxcat79acciochocolate on January 28th, 2014 04:23 am (UTC)
re: TTotD pt 1
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