Doctor Who

Why would he do that?

- Every Lupar has a designated human. - I'm not your human!

We have to save them before it's too late.

What is it you're saving them from?

- The Flux. - What's the Flux?

This is Serving Commander Inston-Vee Vinder, leaving his post.

- They are without purpose. - Your mind will boggle.

- Hello again, Doctor. - Who are you?

Our final fight has begun.

The end of the universe.

I always wondered what it would feel like!

End of the universe.

But we're still here.

- Wherever here is. - Doctor!

Yaz! Is Dan with you?

I'm here. I just blacked out.

Last thing I remember, we were on your TARDIS,

that Flux thing was coming at us and then, nothing.

Me too. I think.

I was on the ground over there. We must have been thrown out.

Must have been.

Where are we?

- Is she always like this? - Pretty much.

If I had to call it, we're back on Earth.

Which meant, the Lupari Shield worked, but the TARDIS took a hit.

Looks like we're in the middle of a battle field, which could mean--

Hey! Get away from him.

Show me your hands. What did you take? Show me!

We didn't take anything.

I know what goes on out here.

Vultures! Emptying the pockets of the dead.

But who are you? Where are you from?

I'm the Doctor. This is Yaz, this is Dan.

Nice to meet you. We were checking for signs of life.

Sure, Doctor is a man's term.

It's fluid.

Sentry Patrol, all of them dead. It's too late for medical aid.

But you are too close to the front to be with Mrs Nightingale.

She won't come this close to Sebastopol. How long have you been here?

Sebastopol, 1850s. Oriented!

I know where we are.

Crimean War, 1855, Ottoman Empire weakening,

British soldiers fighting Russians.

- What? - We're in the middle of the Crimean War.

That would make you Mary Seacole. Are you? You are, aren't you?

Mrs Seacole to you. Doctress to the fallen.

Everybody, shush.

Listen.

- It's enemy soldiers. Back up, back up. - Oh!

Where in the battle are we?

How many Russian troops are the British fighting?

What's happening in Sebastopol?

What's this word you keep using, "Russians"?

They're not fighting Russians.

They're fighting Sontarans.

Taste the victory, my soldiers.

Breathe in the rotting stench of our vanquished foes.

Onwards, to domination. Sontar-Ha!

Sontar-Ha! Sontar-Ha! Sontar-Ha!

Oh!

Ah!

Are you response? Can you repair?

- Can I what? - Can you repair!?

- Wait, where am I? - Can you repair? Respond!

I... I need to make contact with my home planet.

There's been a mass extinction event near where I was stationed.

We are aware. The Flux impacted the inner temple. Can you repair?

Repair what?

Follow. Follow.

PRIEST This was not foreseen.

Priest Triangles are only guardians. We maintain and serve.

The impact of the Flux event was too great.

The temple is compromised. The Mouri must never be compromised.

Do you see, do you see the Mouri?

Whoa!

Thank you for getting us out of there safely, Mrs Seacole.

I know every safe avenue on and off of this battlefield.

I have to stay alive if I'm going to nurse these men back to health.

- You're an army nurse? - Oh, no.

I work for myself. I am the closest nurse to the front.

And this is your hospital?

This is much more than a hospital, child.

This is my British hotel.

So, let me just get this straight.

She's, like, a real person from history.

You just talked to her, didn't ya?

And those Sontaran things, they're not part of history?

- Really? - No. She should be here, they shouldn't.

Could this be connected to the Flux?

Is history being rewritten?

Dan, are you okay?

Are you seeing that?

Stay still, Dan.

What's happening to me?

Huh! Dan!

Doctor! You're fading.

A collision between Flux and vortex energy.

You're falling through space and time.

Yaz, stay calm. I will find you.

- Promise? - I promise!

Where's the door? I need the door.

Over there, Commander! A voice.

Another soldier waiting to be obliterated.

Let me in! I have to find them.

Spread out and locate the human scum!

I'm home?

Jim! Jim, it's me, Dan!

Sorry about the house, I can explain.

Jim!

Come on, Dad. Pick up, will ya?

What?

No way.

- What the hell is that? - SONTARAN Curfew defier,

breach of curfew will result in instant execution.

Soldiers, apprehend! Divide and cover all escape routes.

Mam? Dad?

Where the hell have you been?

Doctor?

Dan?

I need a universal GPS, then I'd know where I was, whenever this happens.

'Cause it just keeps happening.

JOSEPH This is intolerable!

Hi, I'm Yaz.

How am I to cope?

- Cope with what, sir? - Well, any of it.

All of it, just-- It insists on shifting.

Why don't you take me through it from the start?

From the start. You mock me, madam. The start.

All right.

Can you tell me what's the year?

Why? Do you believe it to be a matter of import?

- It might be. - It is the year of our Lord 1820.

Do you reckon it differently?

Very differently.

Oh!

All our fears made true.

All is porous, all is broken.

I must retrace.

There's so much work to be done.

- I'll come with you. - No. No, it's to no avail,

if my experience holds true.

Ah, this confounded situation.

- Can you repair? - Can I what?

All assistance is required. Can you repair?

Yeah. I can.

That's exactly why I'm here.

Oh, Mrs Seacole, I helped myself to the rum, er, to aid planning.

It can go on your slate, General. Your rapidly rising slate.

Good evening.

- Where are your friends? - They were called away,

while I'm remaining here for now,

apparently.

Well, then, you are most welcome to the British Hotel.

New arrival, Mrs Seacole.

Oh, yes. We met on the battlefield.

This is Lieutenant-General Logan of the Light Division.

I'm the Doctor.

Oh, Mrs Seacole could certainly do with your assistance.

Our advance tomorrow is not without risk.

Please tell me you're not about to engage Sontarans in battle.

That is why we're here.

You don't understand. I've fought Sontarans before.

Ha! Somehow I doubt that.

Sontarans live for war.

They're a clone race. It's what they're bred for.

It's their entire history. And they're very, very good at it.

They also have weapons beyond your imagination.

So even if you do have numerical advantage,

I advise, at all costs, do not engage.

Then it's fortunate that I command these divisions of Her Majesty's Army

and you do not.

- Madam, I'm at work. - I know. I can smell the rum.

How long have they been here, the Sontarans?

What, outside Sebastopol?

- No, on Earth. - They've always been here.

Trust me, I know your history, and that's not true.

Where are we? Britain there, Jamaica here, still intact.

Er, Columbia there and Russia is--

Not there. No Russia, no China, only Sontar.

And you both think that's normal.

War is the opposite of normal.

Er, that word you used, er, "Russia".

Where have I heard that before?

She said it earlier. I thought the same. I heard it before in the past.

Like a memory. An echo of another time.

Yes.

Time has been disrupted.

But if you're still retaining those memories of the truth,

then the disruption must be recent.

But how? Fall-out from the Flux? Yeah, but that wouldn't be enough.

Oh, I mean, Sontarans are embedded in maps, all of a sudden.

Are you expecting a response to your musings?

How far away is their encampment?

You've gone very quiet, General.

The soldiers appear from directions unknown.

See?

They're doing the basics and you're already on the back foot.

You will lose every man if you face them in the battlefield tomorrow.

You need my help.

I have Queen and country on my side, that is all the help I need.