Doctor Who

But who is this creature with terrible claws,

terrible teeth in his terrible jaws?

Go on, your bit...

He, he has... Go on!

I can't do it, Dad. I can listen to books, anyway.

I know it doesn't come easy, son, but you've got to keep at it, all right?

You're not on your own with this.

Mo, you'll be late for your shift!

Oh, you're right!

Sorry, El, got to go.

Now, who loves you more than me?

No-one. Stop saying that!

Approaching stage four, target drilling depth.

Stage four target drill depth scheduled in five, four, three, two, one.

Stage four target drill depth achieved.

Drill depth now 21 kilometres. Hi.

Nasreen here, just to let you know we have just hit our new target!

21 kilometres, folks!

Further than anyone's ever drilled into the Earth.

Thanks for your amazing work. Have a great weekend!

Onwards and downwards.

How much further do you think we can we go, Mack? Into the unknown!

Exciting, isn't it? Yeah. Aye, aye! Stop that!

The real worker's here now!

Evening, Mo! 21k?

You wanted to grab all the glory before I come on shift!

Right, off you go, get out, my gaff for the night.

Brilliant.

RATTLING

That is mad.

Oh!

Please...

Ahh!

Argh!

Behold...Rio!

Nuh-uh. Not really getting the sunshine carnival vibe. No.

Ooh, feel that, though, what's that?

Ground feels strange...

Just me. Wait...

That's weird. What's weird?

Doctor, stop trying to distract us. We're in the wrong place.

Doctor, it's freezing and I've dressed for Rio.

We are not stopping here.

Doctor! You listening to me?

It's a graveyard! You promised me a beach. Blue grass.

Patches of it all round the graveyard.

So, Earth, 2020-ish, ten years in your future,

wrong continent for Rio, I'll admit, but it's not a massive overshoot.

Why are those people waving at us?

Can't be.

It is!

It's you two.

No, we're here. How can we be up there?!

Ten years in your future. Come to relive past glories, I'd imagine.

Humans, you're so nostalgic.

We're still together in ten years?

No need to sound so surprised!

Hey, let's go and talk to them! We can say hi to Future Us! How cool is that?

No, best not, really best not.

These things get complicated very quickly, and...oh, look!

Big mining thing.

Oh, I love a big mining thing.

See, way better than Rio!

Rio doesn't have a big mining thing.

We're not going to have a look, are we? Let's go and have a look!

Come on, let's see what they're doing. If he can't get us to Rio,

how's he ever going to get us back home?

Did you not see, over there? It all works out fine.

After everything we've seen, we just drop back into our old lives, the nurse and the kissogram?

I guess. He's getting away. Hang on.

What are you doing with that?

Engagement ring! I thought you liked me wearing it. Amy! You could lose it!

Cost...a lot of money, that!

Hm.

Spoilsport.

Go on. I'll catch you both up. Doctor!

The drill's shut down! There's no sign of Mo.

Nobody's been in or out of the perimeter between last night...and...now. What's that?

That wasn't there last night. How the hell did that get there?

I don't know.

Well, that was quick!

Was it? It's great that you came.

Bit retro. What is it, portable crime lab?

Oh. Er, sort of. Ambrose Northover.

I was the one who called.

I run the meals on wheels for the whole valley. This is my son, Elliot.

Where's your uniform?

Don't be cheeky, Elliot, he's plain clothes.

CID, is it? Anyway, it's over here.

Um... OK...

Restricted access.

No unauthorised personnel. Mm.

That is breaking and entering. What did I break?!

Sonicing and entering, totally different.

Come on, then.

You're sure Rory'll catch us up?

It's a family plot, see. My aunt Gladys died six years ago.

Her husband, Alun, died a few weeks back.

He lived in the house two doors down.

There's not many of us left up here now.

Mum, he doesn't care about that! He wants to know about the dead bodies.

Yes. Sorry.

Well, they always wanted to be buried in the same plot, together.

But when we went to bury Uncle Alun, Gladys wasn't there. Gone.

Body, coffin, everything.

What?

The mad thing is, on the surface, the grave was untouched.

No signs of it having been messed with.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Nobody has touched the grave since my aunt was buried.

But when they dug it open, the body was gone.

How is that possible?

What about now, can you feel it now? Honestly, I've got no idea what you're on about.

The ground doesn't feel like it should.

It's ten years in the future, maybe how this ground feels is how it always feels.

Good thought! But no. It doesn't.

WHIRRING Hear that, drill in start-up mode.

Afterwaves of a recent seismological shift and blue grass.

Oh, please! Have you always been this disgusting?

No, that's recent. What's in...

here?

Hello! Who are you?

What're you doing here? And what're you wearing?

I dressed for Rio!

Ministry of Drills, Earth and Science! New Ministry, quite big, just merged,

lot of responsibility on our shoulders, don't like to talk about it. What're you doing?

None of your business.

Where are you getting these readings from?

Under the soil. The drill's up and running again.

What's going on? Who are these people?

Amy, the Doctor. We're not staying, are we, Doctor?!

Why's there a big patch of earth in the middle of your floor?

We don't know, it just appeared overnight.

Good, right, you all need to get out of here very fast.

Why? What's your name? Nasreen Chaudhry.

Look at the screens, Nasreen, your readings. It's moving. Hey, that's specialised equipment!

Get away from it. What is?

Doctor, this steam, is that a good thing?

Shouldn't think so. It's shifting when it shouldn't be shifting.

What shouldn't?

The ground, the soil, the earth, moving, but how? Why?

Earthquake? What's going on?

Doubt it. Cos it's only happening under this room.

It knows we're here. The ground's attacking us. Not possible! Under the circumstances, I suggest...

RUN!

Tony! Stay back, Amy! Stay away from the earth!

It's OK.

It's pulling me down! Amy! Doctor, help me, something's got me!

Doctor, the ground's got my legs.

I've got you. OK.

Don't let go. Never.

Doctor, what is it, why is it doing this?

Stay calm, keep hold of my hand, don't let go.

Your drill, shut it down! Go! Now!

Can you get me out? Amy, try and stay calm.

If you struggle, it'll make things worse. Keep hold of my hand.

Shut down all drilling activity as quick as you can.

Reducing main unit power.

I'm not going to let you go.

Doctor, it's pulling me down, something's pulling me! Stay calm.

Hold on, if they can just shut down the drill...

I can't hold on! Tony, we have got to be faster!

I'm doing my best!

Come on, shut down!

What's pulling me?

What is under the earth? I don't want to suffocate under there.

Amy, concentrate.

Don't you give up!

Tell Rory... No.

Amy!

Amy, no! No! No!

No! No! No!

No.

No!

No. No. No.

No!

Where is she?

She's gone. The ground took her.

Do you want sugar?

Sorry? In your tea. Mum's asking.

No. Just white, thanks.

There's only one explanation, as far as I can see.

What's that, then? The graves eat people.

Devour them whole, leaving no trace.

Not sure about that.

They didn't steal the body from above.

They couldn't have got in from the sides.

Only other thing is, they get in from underneath.

Not very likely, though.

When you've eliminated the impossible,

whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

Sorry? Sherlock Holmes.

Got the audiobook.

The graves round here eat people.

Is that what happened to Mo? Are they dead?

It's not quicksand.

She didn't just sink - something pulled her in, it wanted her.

The ground wanted her?

You said the ground was dormant, just a patch of earth, when you first saw it this morning.

And the drill had been stopped.