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01 January 2018 @ 04:39 pm
Transcript: 8x07 Kill the Moon  
With all the cold weather, I had a productive weekend. I can't promise the next one anytime soon. Happy New Year!




SPACE

The moon spins. The caption “The Moon, 2049” appears on-screen. The moon then becomes…

INT. MINING SHIP

…the pupil of CLARA’S eye. She is pleading into a camera.

CLARA:
Hello! Hello! Hello, Earth. We have a terrible decision to make. It is an uncertain decision and we don't have a lot of time. The man who... normally helps, he's gone. Maybe he's not coming back. In fact, I... I really don't think he is. (looks to her side to see COURTNEY in a spacesuit) We're on our own. So... An innocent life versus the future of all mankind. We have 45 minutes to decide.

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Peter Capaldi
Jenna Coleman

DOCTOR WHO
“Kill the Moon”
By
Peter Harness

PRODUCER
Peter Bennett

DIRECTOR
Paul Wilmshurst

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INT. COAL HILL SCHOOL, CORRIDOR, DAY

CLARA and the DOCTOR walk through the school amidst the students.

CLARA:
Courtney Woods. Doctor, she's gone crazy, she's uncontrollable. She took your psychic paper, she's been using it as fake ID.

DOCTOR:
To get into museums?

CLARA:
No, to buy White Lightning or alcopops or whatever.

DOCTOR:
I've no idea what you're talking about. What is Courtney Woods?

CLARA:
She's one of my year tens. She was in the TARDIS.

DOCTOR:
Doing what?

CLARA:
Throwing up.

DOCTOR:
Oh, her. Oh, that was ages ago.

CLARA:
Look, she says you told her she wasn't special.

DOCTOR:
Rubbish.

CLARA:
She says that's what sent her off the rails.

DOCTOR:
Pfph!

INT. COAL HILL SCHOOL, STOREROOM, DAY

CLARA opens the door and we see the TARDIS.

CLARA:
Doctor! I know, I know! But you say something like that to somebody, it hurts, especially somebody of her age, especially if you're you. Doctor, it can affect her whole life.

DOCTOR:
Gah! (enters the TARDIS)

INT. TARDIS

COURTNEY is inside the TARDIS by the console with cleaning supplies in her hands. The DOCTOR rushes over when he sees her.

DOCTOR:
Oi! Give over!

COURTNEY:
I got stuff to clean up with!

DOCTOR:
What?!

COURTNEY:
And I got these from the chemist. (shows bracelets on her wrists)

DOCTOR:
Vortex manipulators?

COURTNEY:
Travel sickness.

DOCTOR:
Good. Because I don't like people being sick in my TARDIS. No being sick. And no hanky-panky.

CLARA:
Doctor!

DOCTOR:
Sorry, that's the rules.

CLARA:
Look, Courtney, you're not going to be needing those because you're not going to be doing any travelling. Doctor, will you just tell her?!

DOCTOR:
Tell her what?

CLARA:
(through clenched teeth) Tell her that she's special.

DOCTOR:
Have you gone bananas?

COURTNEY:
Do you really think I'm not special? You can't just take me away like that. It's like you kicked a big hole in... in the side of my life. You really think it? I'm nothing? Not special?

Put on the spot, the DOCTOR sighs as he looks at the console before facing COURTNEY.

DOCTOR:
How'd you like to be the first woman on the moon? Is that special enough for you?

COURTNEY:
Yeah, all right.

DOCTOR:
OK. Now we can do something interesting. (dematerializes the TARDIS)

CLARA:
Hey! Doctor!

INT. CARGO ROOM

The TARDIS has materialzed in a white room filled with miscellaneous pieces of equipment. The door opens and COURTNEY steps out wearing a spacesuit. The DOCTOR and CLARA follow.

COURTNEY:
This isn't the moon. Where are we?

DOCTOR:
On a recycled space shuttle. 2049, judging by that prototype version of the Bennett oscillator.

They take off their helmets.

DOCTOR:
(looks around) Where's the gravity coming from?

CLARA:
What are they?

DOCTOR:
About 100 nuclear bombs.

An alarm starts beeping and the DOCTOR peers out a window.

DOCTOR:
Ah. We're on our way to the moon.

SPACE

We see the shuttle approaching the moon’s surface rather quickly.

INT. CARGO ROOM

The travelers are jostled about.

DOCTOR:
Check that - we're about to crash into it! Hold on! Hold on!

They each grab hold of the straps hanging from the ceiling.

CLARA:
(yells) Why didn't you just tell her you didn't mean it?!

SPACE

The shuttle crashes.

INT. CARGO ROOM

They are lying on the floor when the lights come on and the door slides open. The shuttle’s crew enter and are surprised to see the others. The commander is a woman, LUNDVIK.

LUNDVIK:
Who the hell do you think you are?

DOCTOR:
Why have you got all these nuclear bombs?

LUNDVIK:
I'm not going to give you another chance.

DOCTOR:
Oh, well, you're just going to have to shoot us, then. Shoot the little girl first. (grabs COURTNEY by the arm)

COURTNEY:
What?!

DOCTOR:
(brings COURTNEY forward) Yes, she doesn't want to watch us getting shot, does she? She'd be terrified. Girl first, then her teacher, and then me.

COURTNEY goes to the back of the room and sits on the floor.

DOCTOR:
You'll have to spend a lot of time shooting me because I will keep on regenerating. In fact, I'm not entirely sure that I won't keep on regenerating forever.

As he talks, the DOCTOR goes from one leg to the other as if off-balance.

CLARA:
Doctor, what are you doing?

DOCTOR:
Gravity test! So, it'll be very time-consuming and messy, and rather wasteful because I think I might just possibly be able to help you. You see, I am a super-intelligent alien being who flies in time and space. (hops up to the crew) Are you going to shoot me?

LUNDVIK:
No.

DOCTOR:
Good. Why have you got all these nuclear bombs? No, no, no. Easier question - what's wrong with my yo-yo? (plays with the toy)

CLARA:
Doctor, it goes up and down.

DOCTOR:
Bingo!

CLARA:
Ah.

DOCTOR:
Ah-ha. We should be bouncing about this cabin like little fluffy clouds. But we're not. What is the matter with the moon?

LUNDVIK:
Nobody knows.

CLARA:
Do you know what's wrong with the moon?

DOCTOR:
It's put on weight.

LUNDVIK:
How can the moon put on weight?

DOCTOR:
Lots of ways. Gravity bombs, axis alignment systems, planet shellers.

LUNDVIK:
So it's alien?

DOCTOR:
Must be causing chaos on Earth. The tides will be so high that they will drown whole cities!

LUNDVIK:
Yeah.

DOCTOR:
So what are you doing about it?

LUNDVIK walks over to the wall behind her and removes a case from holder on the wall and stands in front of the DOCTOR.

DOCTOR:
This?

LUNDVIK:
That's what you do with aliens, isn't it? Blow them up?

EXT. MOON SURFACE

The shuttle door opens to reveal the ship’s crew and the time travelers wearing their helmets. COURTNEY is awed by the sight.

COURTNEY:
Wow... Wow! (jumps from the ramp onto the ground) One small thing for a thing, one enormous thing for a thingy-thing!

LUNDVIK:
So much for history.

The others follow COURTNEY onto the surface and they walk towards another ship.

LUNDVIK: (v.o.)
There was a mining survey, Mexicans. Something happened up here, nobody knows what. That's when the trouble began back on Earth. High tide everywhere at once. The greatest natural disaster in history.

They reach the ship and LUNDVIK peers inside the open airlock.

CLARA:
Cobwebs?

LUNDVIK:
Henry, go back and prime the bombs.

HENRY:
Um, is there any instructions?

LUNDVIK:
There's a switch on each of them. The light goes red.

HENRY:
They won't go off?

LUNDVIK:
No, not till I've fiddled with this thing. (holds up the red case she took from the shuttle)

HENRY:
(sighs) OK. (slowly heads back looking nervous)

LUNDVIK:
Shall we? (starts up the ramp)

DOCTOR:
Is that the best you could get?

LUNDVIK:
Second-hand Space Shuttle, third-hand astronauts.

INT. MINING SHIP

They enter the dark ship, the only light from their torches. There are cobwebs everywhere.

DOCTOR:
How many people here?

LUNDVIK:
Four. Minera Luna San Pedro. It was privately financed. They where doing a mineral survey up here.

DOCTOR:
Messages? Mayday? SOS?

DUKE:
Pretty much all the satellites had been whacked out of orbit. They managed to send back some... screams.

DOCTOR:
So, then you came up here to rescue them with your bombs?

DUKE:
Not quite.

LUNDVIK:
They disappeared ten years ago.

DOCTOR:
Nobody came?

LUNDVIK:
There was no shuttle.

DOCTOR:
You had one.

LUNDVIK:
It was in a museum. They'd cut the back off it so kids could ride in it. We'd stopped going into space. Nobody cared. Not until...

COURTNEY screams from the room ahead of them.

CLARA:
Courtney!

CLARA runs to her student and sees what COURTNEY found: a spacesuit covered in a cocoon.

CLARA:
Oh, my God. Doctor, tell me there wasn't anyone inside that thing.

DOCTOR:
(scans with the sonic) I could, but it wouldn't make it true.

DUKE:
I'll get some power back on. (goes in search of power)

CLARA:
Come on. Courtney, come here. (pulls COURTNEY aside so she won’t see the DOCTOR cut down the body) Don't look. You all right?

COURTNEY:
I'm OK.

CLARA:
Hey, look. Look at me. Look! It's all right if you're not.

COURTNEY:
I'm fine.

CLARA:

DUKE continues to search on his own.

COURTNEY:
What did it?

DOCTOR:
Maybe something... trying to find out... how you're put together. Or maybe... how you tasted.

COURTNEY:
We have guns?

LUNDVIK:
Not unless you brought some.

DOCTOR:
Chicken, apparently.

The power comes back on.

DOCTOR:
Save the air.

Everyone takes off their helmets and begins to explore. The DOCTOR goes straight to a computer.

DOCTOR:
They didn't find anything.

LUNDVIK:
Eh?

DOCTOR:
The Mexicans. They didn't find any minerals on the moon at all. Nada.

The DOCTOR moves over to a table and looks over the photos spread across it. LUNDVIK stands next to him.

DOCTOR:
Oh...

CLARA:
Oh? (walks over)

DOCTOR:
Lines of tectonic stress.

LUNDVIK:
That's the Mare Fecunditatis. It's been there since the Apollo days. It's always been there.

DOCTOR:
No, no. These are much, much bigger. Sea of Tranquillity. Sea of Nectar. Sea of Ingenuity. Sea of Crises.

CLARA:
Meaning?

The lights flicker.

DOCTOR:
Meaning, Clara, that the moon, this little planetoid that's been tagging along beside you for 100 million years, which gives you light at night and seas to sail on, is in the process of falling to bits.

There is a rumbling and they are shaken about.

EXT. MOON SURFACE

HENRY, who is still on his way back to the shuttle, falls to his knees. He stands and starts walking. He calls on the communicator.

HENRY:
Hello, Captain? Captain? Captain?

He hears a noise coming from a small slit in a pile of rocks and carefully goes to investigate, taking out his torch. He looks inside before falling back, screaming, as something comes out after him.

INT. MINING SHIP

There is a screeching and scrabbling noise.

COURTNEY:
What the hell was that?

LUNDVIK:
(into radio) Duke, is that you?

DUKE:
(over radio) I don't sound anything like that.

LUNDVIK:
(into radio) Can you try and get the lights back on?

DUKE:
(over radio) That's what I am doing.

DOCTOR:
Torch give me your torch. (takes torch from Lundvik) Whatever it is, it's in here.

The DOCTOR scans the room with the beam from the torch as they hear the scuttling of the creature. They stop and look down one of the passages leading away from the room and see something moving towards them.

DOCTOR:
I think we've found your alien.

It is a giant spider that shrieks.

DOCTOR:
Back, back, back! We need a door. A door, a door!

CLARA:
Here! Here! (tries the door) The door's locked.

CLARA goes back to COURTNEY as the DOCTOR and LUNDVIK keep trying the door.

DOCTOR:
Come on, come on! There's no power to work it. Come on!

The spider shrieks again.

CLARA:
Doctor...

CLARA grabs COURTNEY and the two hide behind a table.

DOCTOR:
(looks about with torch) Stay still. It's sensing movement, it can't see you. Fast movement. (sees another door) There must be another exit through there. Slowly.

They start inching across the room. They hear scuttling.

DOCTOR:
Slowly. Head to that exit. Slowly, slowly. Slowly. Slowly. Gently, gently. When I say run - run.

LUNDVIK:
Who made you the boss?

DOCTOR:
Well, you say run, then!

DUKE appears at one of the other doors.

LUNDVIK:
Duke!

The spider attacks DUKE, nearly covering his body.

DUKE:
Argh!

LUNDVIK:
Duke!

DUKE falls to the floor. The power comes back on and the door opens.

DOCTOR:
Run! We have power. Run!

They head for the door.

CLARA:
Quick! It's shutting!

COURTNEY doesn’t make it through the door before it shuts and begins to float.

COURTNEY:
Miss!

CLARA:
Courtney! Courtney! (pounds at the window in the door)

COURTNEY:
Miss!

CLARA:
Courtney! (tries the door) The power's gone again.

COURTNEY:
It's killed him. It's coming in here! Doctor, it's coming in here!

The spider crawls along the wall to try and reach COURTNEY.

DOCTOR:
You'll be OK! (works at the window)

LUNDVIK:
(into communicator) Henry? Henry?

COURTNEY watches as the spider walks along the ceiling.

DOCTOR:
Courtney, look at me. Look at me! Courtney! Try and get to the wall! Try and get yourself down here.

The DOCTOR removes the window from the door and throws his yo-yo at her.

DOCTOR:
Courtney, grab my yo-yo!

COURTNEY grabs the toy and falls to the floor as gravity returns to the room. She barely has time to breathe before the spider is there in front of her, mouth open. She screams before reaching into her backpack and pulling out a spray bottle.

DOCTOR:
Courtney!

COURTNEY stands and sprays the contents on the spider, killing it.

CLARA:
(enters the room) Courtney.

COURTNEY:
(shakily) Kills 99% of all known germs.

DOCTOR:
(follows CLARA) Good stuff, Courtney. Just don't try that at home, OK?

LUNDVIK goes to DUKE as the DOCTOR scans the spider.

CLARA:
You all right?

COURTNEY:
Why did I just fly? This is nuts.

DOCTOR:
Did you say germs? Oh, God, this is incredible. Look at the size of it, it's the size of a badger!

CLARA:
Doctor...

DOCTOR:
It's a prokaryotic, unicellular life form with non-chromosomal DNA. Which, as you and me know... Well, not you and me... well, you, certainly not. You and me... yes, scientists know...this is a germ. You flew because that 1.3 billion tonnes shifted. It moved! It's an unstable mass.

COURTNEY:
I'm scared, Miss.

CLARA:
OK.

LUNDVIK is shaken from looking at the remains of DUKE’S body.

LUNDVIK:
He'd just had a grand-daughter. Elina. She was his first. He was my teacher. He taught me how to fly. We were both given the sack on the same day.

DOCTOR:
(excited) Which way to the Mare Fecunditatis? (heads for the way out)

COURTNEY:
Please can I go home now? I'm really... I'm really sorry... but I'd like to go home.

CLARA looks at the DOCTOR.

EXT. MOON SURFACE

The DOCTOR leads them in single file.

LUNDVIK:
(into communicator) Henry, come in. If you don't mind, Henry, come in.

CLARA:
Doctor, this is dangerous now.

DOCTOR:
(stops) It was dangerous before. Everything's dangerous if you want it to be. Eating chips is dangerous. Crossing the road. It's no way to live your life. Tell her... you're supposed to be teaching her!

CLARA:
Look, I have a duty of care, OK? You know what that is?

DOCTOR:
Course I know what a duty of care is! What are you suggesting? She's fine. (to COURTNEY) What are you, 35?

COURTNEY:
15!

CLARA just shakes her head.

INT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR stands at the door to the TARDIS with COURTNEY.

DOCTOR:
Don't touch anything.

COURTNEY:
You got any games?

DOCTOR:
Don't be so stupid!

COURTNEY:
Can I get reception up here?

DOCTOR:
Get in.

The DOCTOR closes the door and COURTNEY looks around.

INT. CARGO ROOM

CLARA:
Why are you shutting her in? We don't need to stay, do we?

DOCTOR:
Eh?

CLARA:
It's obvious, isn't it? The moon doesn't break up.

DOCTOR:
How do you know? (walks to the airlock door)

CLARA:
Because I've been in the future. The moon is still there... I think. You know the moon is still there, right?

DOCTOR:
Maybe it isn't the moon. Maybe it's a hologram or a big painting. Or a special effect. Maybe it's a completely different moon.

CLARA:
(joins him at the door) But you would know.

LUNDVIK listens as she checks equipment.

DOCTOR:
I would?

CLARA:
If the moon fell to bits in 2049, somebody would've mentioned it, it would have come up in conversation. So it doesn't break up - so the world doesn't end. (walks to the TARDIS) So let's just get in the TARDIS and go!

DOCTOR:
Clara, there are some moments in time that I simply can't see. Little eye-blinks. (turns away from CLARA) They don't look the same as other things. They're not clear - they're fuzzy, they're grey. Little moments in which big things are decided. And this is one of them. (turns to his side) Just now, I can't tell what happens to the moon, because whatever happens to the moon hasn't been decided yet. And it's going to be decided here and now. Which very much sounds as though... it's up to us.

LUNDVIK:
Neither of you are going anywhere. I've lost my crew. We were the last astronauts, this is the last shuttle, these are the last nuclear bombs. We're the last chance for Earth, and you're staying to help me.

DOCTOR:
Decision made.

CLARA:
(displeased) Yeah.

INT. TARDIS

COURTNEY walks around the console room, mobile in hand. She casually presses a button as she passes one of the panels. Vapor comes out but she doesn’t notice as she sits in one of the chairs.

EXT. MOON SURFACE

The DOCTOR, CLARA and LUNDVIK find the mining site and look down on it.

DOCTOR:
What is killing the moon?

CLARA:
How can the moon die, though?

DOCTOR:
Everything does, sooner or later.

LUNDVIK:
Can we save it?

DOCTOR:
Depends what's killing it.

LUNDVIK:
(looks over the edge) There are the other three.

The three look at the cobweb-covered bodies. The DOCTOR spots a cave.

CLARA:
Is it those germ things, then? Are they like cockroaches? Is it... Is it an infestation?

LUNDVIK:
Is it?

DOCTOR:
(heads for the cave mouth) Well, I've only seen one of them. It would take an awful lot more to cause the moon to put on 1.3 billion tonnes.

One of the spiders scuttles out of the cave and attacks the DOCTOR, forcing him to the ground.

DOCTOR:
Argh!

CLARA:
Doctor! (tries the spray bottle on the spider)

LUNDVIK:
It's a vacuum - it won't work.

DOCTOR:
Argh!

CLARA and LUNDVIK try to pull it off the DOCTOR by the legs. He kicks it off and it scurries back into the cave.

DOCTOR:
(panting) Well. That makes two.

CLARA:
Sunlight.

LUNDVIK:
Sunlight?

CLARA:
If they're germs, my nan says it's the best disinfectant there is.

DOCTOR:
Shine your light down there.

LUNDVIK shines her torch into the opening and we see a large number of the spiders.

LUNDVIK:
Where have they come from?

DOCTOR:
Maybe they've been there all the time. It's warmish. They're multiplying. Feeding. Evolving.

They hurry back to the shuttle, the DOCTOR setting the pace.

LUNDVIK:
Doctor, if the moon breaks up, it'll kill us all in about 45 minutes.

DOCTOR:
I agree. Unless something else is going on.

The DOCTOR stops at what looks like a pond and spins his yo-yo into it. The toy comes back out with liquid coating it.

LUNDVIK:
There's no water on the moon.

DOCTOR:
It's not water. It's amniotic fluid. The stuff that life comes from. I've got to go down there.

CLARA:
Doctor!

DOCTOR:
(to LUNDVIK) Back to your shuttle. Get your bombs ready. (to CLARA) You... get to the TARDIS. Get safe. Get Courtney safe. I will be back. (takes the spray bottle)

CLARA:
What? No... Doctor. Doctor!

The DOCTOR jumps into the fluid.

CLARA:
Doctor!

LUNDVIK:
Will he?

CLARA sighs.

LUNDVIK:
Will he be back?

CLARA:
If he says so, I suppose he will.

LUNDVIK starts to walk back.

INT. TARDIS

COURTNEY calls CLARA over the communicator.

COURTNEY:
Miss? Come in.

CLARA:
(over communicator) 'Courtney?'

COURTNEY:
I'm bored. When are you coming back?

CLARA:
(over communicator) 'We're on our way. What you doing?'

COURTNEY:
Putting some pictures on Tumblr.

She has pictures of them on the moon’s surface.

EXT. MOON SURFACE

CLARA and LUNDVIK are walking back.

CLARA:
No! Courtney, don't put any photos on Tumblr.

LUNDVIK:
My granny used to put things on Tumblr!

There is a rumbling and the women are knocked off-balance.

LUNDVIK:
There he is.

They find HENRY’S skeleton. LUNDVIK kneels beside it. CLARA looks across the ravine to see the shuttle balancing on the edge.

CLARA:
Was that where we landed?! It looks so different.

There is rumbling as the ground shakes.

LUNDVIK:
It's going down.

The shuttle falls off the ledge.

CLARA:
Courtney! Doctor!

LUNDVIK:
We’re going to have to take cover. We're running out of oxygen.

CLARA:
Doctor!

The ground continues to shake. The DOCTOR appears behind them.

DOCTOR:
Today's the day, humankind!

INT. MINING SHIP

The DOCTOR leads them into the main room.

CLARA:
Where's the TARDIS?

DOCTOR:
She's in the shuttle, isn't she? She'll turn up.

CLARA:
Last time you said that, she turned up on the wrong side of the planet!

DOCTOR:
You two have never gotten on, have you?

CLARA:
Look, we need to know where Courtney is!

DOCTOR:
Courtney's safe. Och... Do you have her phone number?

CLARA:
No, no, no. Of course I don't have her phone number!

DOCTOR:
What about the school... does the secretary have her number?

CLARA:
I can't. The secretary hates me... she thinks I gave her a pack of TENA Lady for Secret Santa. Look. Courtney's posting on Tumblr. (to LUNDVIK) Doesn't that know where you are?

LUNDVIK:
I don't know. I'm not a historian.

DOCTOR:
Phone. I know what the problem is. (sees the pictures) Oh, she can't post that! She can't put pictures of me online!

The DOCTOR sonics CLARA’S phone and then “opens” it on a monitor on a wall. COURTNEY’S face appears.

COURTNEY:
'Yeah?'

DOCTOR:
You can't put pictures of me online!

CLARA:
Are you OK?

COURTNEY:
'I'm fine. What's up?'

LUNDVIK:
(to the DOCTOR) You said you know what the problem is.

DOCTOR:
Yes. Yes! It's a rather big problem.

CLARA:
OK. Do you want to share it with the class?

DOCTOR:
Well, I had a little hypothesis. (switches on one of the machines) The seismic activity, the surface breaking up, the variable mass, the increase in gravity, the fluid - I scanned what's down there. (projects a hologram of the moon) The moon isn't breaking apart. Well, actually, it is breaking apart - and rather quickly. We've got about an hour and a half - but that isn't the problem. It's not infested.

COURTNEY:
'What are they, then - those things?'

DOCTOR:
Bacteria. Tiny, tiny bacteria. Living on something very, very big. Something that weighs about 1.3 billion tonnes. Something that's living. Something growing.

CLARA:
Growing?

DOCTOR:
That.

The DOCTOR changes the projection to reveal a creature curled up within the moon.

COURTNEY:
'THAT lives under the moon?'

DOCTOR:
No.

CLARA:
(squats to peer at the projection) What?

DOCTOR:
THAT doesn't live under the moon. That IS the moon.

LUNDVIK:
What the hell are you talking about?

DOCTOR:
The moon isn't breaking apart. The moon is hatching!

CLARA:
Huh?

DOCTOR:
The moon's an egg.

CLARA:
(looks questioningly at LUNDVIK before turning to the DOCTOR) Has it, erm... Has it always... been an egg?

DOCTOR:
Yes, for a hundred million years or so. Just growing, just getting ready to be born.

CLARA:
OK, so the moon has never been the moon?

DOCTOR:
No, no, no, no. It's never been dead. It's just taking a long time to come alive.

COURTNEY:
'Is it a chicken?'

DOCTOR:
No!

COURTNEY:
'Cos, for a chicken to have laid an egg that big...'

DOCTOR:
Courtney, don't spoil the moment.

CLARA:
Doctor, what is it?

DOCTOR:
I think that it's unique. I think that's the only one of its kind in the universe. I think that that is...utterly beautiful.

LUNDVIK:
How do we kill it?

CLARA:
(stands and crosses her arms) Why do you want to kill it?

COURTNEY:
'It's a little baby.'

LUNDVIK:
Doctor, how do we kill it?

DOCTOR:
Kill the moon? (turns off the hologram) Kill the moon. Well, you have about 100 of the best man-made nuclear weapons, if they still work - if that's what you want to do.

CLARA:
Doctor, wait...

LUNDVIK:
Will that do it?

DOCTOR:
100 nuclear bombs set off right where we are, right on top of a living, vulnerable creature - it'll never feel the sun on its back.

LUNDVIK:
And then what? Will the moon still break up? You said... You said we had an hour and a half?

DOCTOR:
Well, there'll be nothing to make it break up. There'll be nothing trying to force its way out. The gravity of the little dead baby will pull all the pieces back together again. Of course, it won't be very pretty. You'd have an enormous corpse floating in the sky. You might have some very difficult conversations to have with your kids.

LUNDVIK:
I don't have any kids.

CLARA:
Stop. Right, listen, this is a life. I mean, this must be the biggest life in the universe.

COURTNEY:
'It's not even been born!'

LUNDVIK:
It is killing people. It is destroying the Earth!

CLARA:
You cannot blame a baby for kicking.

LUNDVIK:
Let me tell you something. You want to know what I took back from being in space? Look at the edge of the Earth. The atmosphere, that is paper-thin. That is the only thing that saves us all from death. Everything else, the stars, the blackness - that's all dead. Sadly, that is the only life any of us will ever know.

COURTNEY:
'There's life HERE. There's life just next door.'

LUNDVIK:
Look, when you've grown up a bit, you'll realise that everything doesn't have to be nice. Some things are just bad. Anyway. You ran away. It's none of your business. (enters the code for the bombs)

COURTNEY:
'Doctor, I want to come back.'

CLARA:
Courtney, you'll be safer where you are.

INT. TARDIS

COURTNEY:
Doctor, I'm sorry. I want to come back, OK? I want to help.

INT. MINING SHIP

DOCTOR:
(sits) There's some DVDs on the blue book shelf. Just stick one into the TARDIS console - that'll bring you to me.

COURTNEY:
'Right.'

DOCTOR:
Make sure you hang on to the console, otherwise the TARDIS will leave you behind.

CLARA:
So...what do we do? Doctor? Huh? Doctor, what do we do?

DOCTOR:
Nothing.

CLARA:
What?

DOCTOR:
WE don't do anything. I'm sorry, Clara. I can't help you.

CLARA:
Of course you can help.

DOCTOR:
The Earth isn't my home. The moon's not my moon. Sorry.

CLARA:
Come on! Hey.

DOCTOR:
Listen, there are moments in every civilisation's history in which the whole path of that civilisation is decided. The whole future path. Whatever future humanity might have depends upon the choice that is made right here and right now. (stands) Now, you've got the tools to kill it. You made them. You brought them up here all on your own, with your own ingenuity - you don't need a Time Lord. Kill it. Or let it live. I can't make this decision for you!

CLARA:
Yeah, well, I can't make it.

DOCTOR:
There's two of you here.

CLARA:
Yeah, a school teacher and an astronaut.

DOCTOR:
Who's better qualified?

CLARA:
I don't know! The President of America!

DOCTOR:
Oh, take something off his plate – he makes far too many decisions anyway.

LUNDVIK:
She.

DOCTOR:
She. Sorry. She hasn't even been into space, she hasn't been to another planet. How would she even know what to do?

CLARA:
I am asking you for help.

DOCTOR:
Listen, we went to dinner in Berlin in 1937, right? We didn't nip out after pudding and kill Hitler. I've never killed Hitler. And you wouldn't expect me to kill Hitler. The future is no more malleable than the past.

CLARA:
OK, don't you do this to make some kind of point.

DOCTOR:
Sorry. Well, actually, no, I'm not sorry. It's time to take the stabilisers off your bike! It's your moon, womankind. It's your choice.

CLARA:
And you're just going to stand there?

DOCTOR:
Absolutely not.

The TARDIS arrives and COURTNEY steps out. The DOCTOR hurries over.

CLARA:
Doctor?

DOCTOR:
A teenager, an astronaut and a schoolteacher.

LUNDVIK:
Hang on a minute - we can get in there, can't we? You can sort it out with that thing.

DOCTOR:
No. Some decisions are too important not to make on your own.

CLARA:
Doctor. Doctor? Doctor!

The DOCTOR enters the TARDIS and it dematerializes.

LUNDVIK:
Oh, what a prat.

The ground shakes again.

EXT. MOON SURFACE

The moon continues to quake. The spiders are crawling all over the surface as parts of it crumble away and fall into itself.

INT. MINING SHIP

LUNDVIK:
I'm going to detonate the bombs, agreed? Agreed?

A window breaks and oxygen rushes through the opening.

LUNDVIK:
Hang on tight, there's been a breach!

The three of them hold tight to the machinery. A handy piece of metal is sucked up by the vacuum and covers the window tightly.

CLARA:
If we let it live, what would happen if the moon wasn't there?

LUNDVIK:
We haven't got time for this!

CLARA:
We're discussing it! What would happen if the moon wasn't there?

COURTNEY:
I have a physics book in my bag. There's this thing on gravity.

LUNDVIK:
Super(!) Is there a word-search?

CLARA:
OK. There would be no tides. But we'd survive that, right? They've knocked out the satellites. There's no internet, no mobiles. I'd be fine with that.

LUNDVIK:
It's not going to just stop being there! Because inside the moon, Miss, is a gigantic creature forcing its way out. And when it does, which is going to be pretty damn soon, there'll be huge chunks of the moon heading right for us, like whatever killed the dinosaurs, only about 10,000 times bigger.

CLARA:
But the moon isn't make of rock and stone, is it? It's made of eggshell!

LUNDVIK:
Oh, God! OK, fine. If, by some miracle, the shell isn't too thick, or if it disperses, or it goes into orbit, or whatever, there's still going to be a massive thing there, isn't there, that just popped out! And what the hell do you imagine that is?

COURTNEY:
Loads of things lay eggs.

LUNDVIK:
It's not a chicken.

COURTNEY:
I'm not saying it's a chicken. I'm not completely stupid.

LUNDVIK:
It's an exoparasite.

COURTNEY:
A what?

LUNDVIK:
Like a flea. Or a head louse.

CLARA:
I'm going to have to be a lot more certain than that if I'm going to kill a baby.

LUNDVIK:
Oh, you want to talk about babies? You've probably got babies down there now. You want to have babies?

CLARA:
Well... Yeah.

COURTNEY:
(sing-song) Mr Pink...

CLARA:
Shh!

LUNDVIK:
OK, you imagine you've got children down there on Earth now, right? Grandchildren maybe. You want that thing to get out? Kill them all? You want today to be the day life on Earth stopped because you couldn't make an unfair decision? Listen, I don't want to do this. All my life I've dreamed about coming here. But this is how it has to end. (sets the trigger for the bombs)

COURTNEY:
Oi! (walks over to table)

LUNDVIK:
I've given us an hour. There's a cut-out here. If anyone has any bright ideas, or if he comes back, that stops it. But once it's pressed, it stays pressed.

CLARA:
And if he doesn't come back?

LUNDVIK:
I didn't expect to survive anyway.

COURTNEY:
He's going to come back, though, right? Isn't he, Miss?

CLARA:
Why don't you call me Clara?

COURTNEY:
I prefer "Miss", Miss. We just need to make up our minds, that's all. Well, you know him.

CLARA:
I think he really might just be leaving it to us.

The radio crackles.

MAN:
(over radio) 'Can anybody hear me? Come in, please...' (he appears on a monitor)

LUNDVIK:
Lundvik.

MAN:
(on monitor) ‘This is ground control.'

LUNDVIK:
Yeah, I can tell by your haircut. How are things down there?

MAN:
(on monitor) 'Pretty bad. Yeah. Pretty bad. Listen, we're patched in to one of the TV satellites. We haven't got long. How are things up there?'

CLARA:
Can we broadcast on this?

MAN:
(on monitor) 'Who are you?'

CLARA:
School trip. Can we broadcast on this?

MAN:
(on monitor) 'Well, yes.'

We now see CLARA deliver the speech from the opening scene.

CLARA:
Hello, Earth. We have a terrible decision to make. It's an uncertain decision and we don't have a lot of time. We can kill this creature or we can let it live. We don't know what it's going to do, we don't know what's going to happen when it hatches... if it will hurt us, help us, or just leave us alone. We have to decide together. This is the last time we'll be able to speak to you, but you can send us a message. If you think we should kill the creature, turn your lights off. If you think we should take the chance... let it live... leave your lights on. We'll be able to see. Good night, Earth. (switches off the broadcast and looks to COURTNEY) Was that OK?

COURTNEY:
Yeah.

The ground shakes and the lights flicker. CLARA takes COURTNEY’S hand.

CLARA:
Come on. Let's see.

They leave the main room. LUNDVIK picks up the trigger box and follows as they run through the corridors as things crash about them. CLARA finds a window that faces Earth and looks at it through binoculars. The countdown shows a little over 39 minutes. As time continues to count down, lights go off around the world.

COURTNEY:
Night, night.

CLARA:
(lowers the binoculars) Oh, Doctor, where have you gone?

LUNDVIK:
We can't risk it all just to be nice.

CLARA:
OK. (walks away from the window)

COURTNEY:
Miss!

LUNDVIK:
Nine seconds.

COURTNEY:
You can't!

LUNDVIK:
Sorry, girls. See you on the other side. Two...

CLARA hits the abort button before LUNDVIK can activate the bombs.

LUNDVIK:
Hey!

We hear the TARDIS as it materializes. The DOCTOR leans out of the door.

DOCTOR:
One, two, three... into the TARDIS.

LUNDVIK:
What's happening?

DOCTOR:
Let's go and have a look, shall we?

The women enter the TARDIS.

INT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR sets the TARDIS in motion.

LUNDVIK:
Bloody idiots! Bloody irresponsible idiots!

DOCTOR:
Mind your language, please, there are children present.

LUNDVIK:
You should have left me there, let me die. I wanted to die with the universe in front of me, not being crushed to death on Earth!

DOCTOR:
Nobody's going to die!

LUNDVIK:
Could you please let us see what's happening?

EXT. BEACH, DAY

The TARDIS materializes and the DOCTOR runs out followed by LUNDVIK, COURTNEY and CLARA. They look up at the moon in the sky as it breaks apart. The creature that hatches looks similar to a dragon.

COURTNEY:
What's it doing?

DOCTOR:
It's feeling the sun on itself. It's getting warm. The chick flies away and the eggshell disintegrates. Harmless.

CLARA:
Did you know?

DOCTOR:
You made your decision. Humanity made its choice.

LUNDVIK:
No, we ignored humanity.

DOCTOR:
Well, there you go.

LUNDVIK:
So what happens now, then? Tell me what happens now.

DOCTOR:
(walks to the water-line and gathers himself before speaking) In the mid-21st century, humankind starts creeping off into the stars, Spreads its way through the galaxy to the very edges of the universe. (turns around to face the others) And it endures till the end of time. And it does all that because, one day, in the year 2049, when it had stopped thinking about going to the stars, something occurred that make it look up, not down. (walks back) It looked out there into the blackness that for once it didn't want to destroy. And in that one moment, the whole course of history was changed. Not bad for a girl from Coal Hill School and her teacher.

COURTNEY:
Oh, my gosh. It laid a new egg. It's beautiful. Doctor, it's beautiful.

The “moon” is back in the sky.

DOCTOR:
That's what we call a new moon.

COURTNEY:
(to LUNDVIK) You can be the first woman on that!

DOCTOR:
I think that somebody deserves a thank you.

LUNDVIK:
Yeah. Probably. (looks at CLARA) Thank you. Thank you for stopping me. Thank you for giving me the moon back.

DOCTOR:
OK, Captain. Well, you've got a whole new space programme to get together. NASA is, er, it's that way. (points) About 2,500 miles. (to COURTNEY) You still got your vortex manipulators? I'll give you a run home.

The DOCTOR and COURTNEY head back into the TARDIS as CLARA and LUNDVIK exchange a final look.

INT. TARDIS

Everyone has changed out of the spacesuits. COURTNEY is in her school uniform. The DOCTOR is looking at some books.

DOCTOR:
Not that it's any of my business, but I think you did the right thing.

CLARA:
Yeah, you're right. It's none of your business. (ushers COURTNEY towards the door) Come on, Courtney, off you go... double Geography.

COURTNEY:
Can we do it again?

CLARA:
Go! Go, go. Chop chop.

COURTNEY leaves and the DOCTOR pulls the lever to dematerialize. CLARA turns a crank to stop it.

CLARA:
Tell me what you knew.

DOCTOR:
Nothing. I told you I've got grey areas.

CLARA:
Yeah. I noticed. Tell me what you knew, Doctor, or I'll smack you so hard you'll regenerate.

DOCTOR:
I knew that eggs are not bombs. I know they don't usually destroy their nests. Essentially, what I knew was that you would always make the best choice. I had faith that you would always make the right choice. (smiles)

CLARA:
Honestly, do you have music playing in your head when you say rubbish like that?

DOCTOR:
It wasn't my decision to make. I told you. (walks away)

CLARA:
Well, why did you do it? Was it for Courtney, was that it?

DOCTOR:
(walks up the stairs) Well, she really is something special now, isn't she? First woman on the moon, saved the Earth from itself, and, rather bizarrely, she becomes President of the United States! She met this bloke called Blinovitch...

CLARA:
(verge of tears) Do you know what? Shut up! I am so sick of listening to you!

DOCTOR:
(hurries back down) Well, I didn't do it for Courtney. I didn't know what was going to happen. Do you think I'm lying?

CLARA:
I don't know. I don't know! If you didn't do it for her, I mean... (sniffles) Do you know what it was? It was cheap, it was pathetic. No, no, no. It was patronising. That was you patting us on the back, saying, "You're big enough to go to the shops by yourself now... go on, toddle along."

DOCTOR:
No, that was me allowing you to make a choice about your own future. That was me respecting you.

CLARA:
Oh, my God, really? Was it? Yeah, well, respected is NOT how I feel. (sobs)

DOCTOR:
Right. OK.

CLARA:
I nearly didn't press that button. I nearly got it wrong. That was you, my friend, making me scared. Making me feel like a bloody idiot.

DOCTOR:
Language!

CLARA:
(shouts) Oh, don't you ever tell me to mind my language, don't you ever tell me to take the stabilisers off my bike, and don't you dare lump me in with the rest of all the little humans that you think are so tiny and silly and predictable! (walks to him) You walk our Earth, Doctor, you breathe our air, you make us your friends, and that is your moon too - and you can damn well help us when we need it!

DOCTOR:
I was helping.

CLARA:
What, by clearing off?

DOCTOR:
Yes.

CLARA:
Yeah, well, clear off! Go on. You can clear off. Get back in your lonely... Your lonely bloody TARDIS and you don't come back! (heads for the door)

DOCTOR:
Clara... Clara!

CLARA:
(stops and turns around) You go away. OK? You go a long way away. (walks out and slams the door)

INT. COAL HILL SCHOOL, STOREROOM, DAY

CLARA walks out of the room and the TARDIS dematerializes. She pauses outside the door before leaving.

INT. COAL HILL SCHOOL, CLASSROOM, DAY

CLARA walks into her classroom and bends over to pick papers off the floor. DANNY stands in the doorway and knocks on the wall.

DANNY:
Hello.

CLARA:
Hey! Now, then...

DANNY:
What've you been up to?

CLARA:
The usual. (straightens her desk)

DANNY:
It happened, didn't it?

There is a break in action where CLARA tells DANNY what happened. He is leaning against the desk as she paces.

CLARA:
Well, he was wrong, wasn't he? Wasn't he? Danny, what do you think?

DANNY:
I think I've seen this look before.

CLARA:
No, you haven't. This is new for me.

DANNY:
No, not on your face... on mine.

CLARA:
What did you do?

DANNY:
I left the army.

CLARA:
You loved the army.

DANNY:
Yep. And then one day I didn't.

CLARA:
I'm done, I'm done. I am finished with it. I am... I'm done. It's over. I'm finished with him, and I told him that. What is that face for? Why don't you believe me?

DANNY:
Because you're still angry. You can never finish with anyone while they can still make you angry. Tell him when you're calm. And then tell me.

They hug.

CLARA:
When did you get to become so wise?

DANNY:
Same way as anyone else. I had a really bad day.

INT. CLARA’S FLAT

CLARA enters her flat and goes to the kitchen for some wine. She pours a glass and crosses into her parlor. She looks out the window up at the moon.