Doctor Who

- Bye. - See you later.

Bye!

This is a customer announcement.

The store will be closing in five minutes. Thank you.

Oi!

Wilson?

Wilson, I've got the lottery money.

Wilson?

You there?

Look, I can't hang about 'cause they're closing the shop.

Wilson?

Oh, come on.

Hello?

Hello? Wilson, it's Rose.

Hello?

Wilson?

Wilson?

Wilson!

Oh, you're kidding me!

Is that someone mucking about?

Who is it?

Okay. You got me. Very funny.

Right, I've got the joke! Whose idea was this?

Is it Derek's? Is it?

Derek, is this you?

Run!

- You pulled his arm off! - Yep, plastic.

Very clever, nice trick. Who are they then, students?

Is this a student thing or what?

- Why would they be students? - I don't know!

Well, you said it. Why students?

'Cause... To get that many people dressed up and being silly,

they got to be students.

That makes sense. Well done.

- Thanks. - They're not students.

Whoever they are, when Wilson finds them, he's going to call the police.

- Who's Wilson? - Chief electrician.

Wilson's dead.

- That's just not funny. That's sick! - Hold on!

- Mind your eyes. - I've had enough of this now.

Who are you, then? Who's that lot down there?

I said who are they?

They're made of plastic. Living plastic creatures.

And they're being controlled by a relay device on the roof.

Which would be a great big problem if I didn't have this.

So, I'm gonna go upstairs and blow it up.

And I might well die in the process, but don't worry about me.

No, you go home. Go on, go and have your lovely beans on toast.

Don't tell anyone about this, 'cause if you do, you'll get them killed.

I'm the Doctor, by the way.

- What's your name? - Rose.

Nice to meet you, Rose. Run for your life!

The whole of Central London has been closed off

as police investigate the fire.

I know, it's on the telly! It's everywhere, she's lucky to be alive.

Honestly, it's aged her. Skin like an old Bible.

He's walking in now. You'd think I was her daughter.

Oh, and here's himself.

I've been phoning your mobile! You could have been dead!

It's on the news and everything!

I can't believe that your shop went up!

I'm all right. Honestly, I'm fine. Don't make a fuss!

- But what happened? - I don't know.

What was it though? What caused it?

I wasn't in the shop. I was outside. Didn't see anything.

It's Debbie. She knows a man on The Mirror, 500 quid for an interview.

Oh, that's brilliant, give it here.

You've got to find some way of making money.

Your job's kaput and I'm not bailing you out.

Bev, she's alive!

I've told her, sue for compensation.

She was within seconds of death!

What are you drinking, tea? No, no, no. That's no good! That's no good!

You're in shock.

- You need something stronger. - I'm all right.

Now, come one. You deserve a proper drink. We're going down the pub.

You and me, my treat. How about it?

Is there a match on?

No, no. I'm just thinking about you!

There's a match on, ain't there?

Well that's not the point. But we could catch the last five minutes.

Go on, then. I'm fine, really, go.

And get rid of that.

'BYE-bye. - Bye!

Fifteen fire crews are in attendance,

though it's thought there's very little chance of saving the infrastructure.

There's no point in getting up, sweetheart. You've no job to go to.

There's Finch's. You could try them.

- They've always got jobs. - Oh, great, the butcher's.

It might do you good. That shop was giving you airs and graces.

I'm not joking about compensation.

You've had genuine shock and trauma.

Ariana got two thousand quid off the council

just because the old man behind the desk said she looked Greek!

I know she is Greek, but that's not the point.

It was a valid claim.

Mum, you're such a liar! I said to nail that cat-flap down.

We're gonna get strays!

- I did it weeks back. - Nah, you thought about it.

- What are you doing here? - I live here.

- What do you do that for? - 'Cause I do!

I'm only home 'cause someone blew up my job!

Must have got the wrong signal.

You're not plastic, are you? Nope, bonehead. Bye, then!

You, inside, right now.

Who is it?

It's about last night. He's part of the inquiry. Give us 10 minutes.

She deserves compensation!

Oh, we're talking millions.

I'm... I'm in my dressing gown.

Yes, you are.

There's a strange man in my bedroom.

Yes, there is.

Well, anything could happen.

No.

Don't mind the mess. Do you want a coffee?

Might as well, thanks, just milk.

We should go to the police.

Seriously. Both of us.

That won't last. He's gay and she's an alien.

I'm not blaming you, even if it was some sort of joke...

Mmm. Sad ending.

- It said on the news they found a body. - " Rose Tyler."

Ah, could've been worse. Look at the ears!

All the same, he was nice. He was a nice bloke.

Anyway, if we are gonna go to the police,

I wanna know what I'm saying.

- I want you to explain everything. - Maybe not.

What's that then?

Have you got a cat?

No.

We did have, but we just get strays. They come in off the estate.

I told Mickey to chuck that out.

You're all the same. Give a man a plastic hand...

Anyway, I don't even know your name. Doctor what was it?

It's all right, I've stopped it.

- There you go, you see, armless! - Do you think?

Ow!

Hold on a minute, you can't just go swanning off!

Yes. I can. Here I am. This is me, swanning off, see ya!

That arm was moving, it tried to kill me!

Ten out of ten for observation.

You can't just walk away. That's not fair.

You've got to tell me what's going on.

No, I don't.

All right, then. I'll go to the police. I'll tell everyone.

You said if I did that I'd get people killed, so, your choice.

Tell me or I'll start talking.

- Is that supposed to sound tough? - Sort of.

Doesn't work.

- Who are you? - Told you, the Doctor.

Yeah, but Doctor what?

- Just the Doctor. - The Doctor?

Hello!

Is that supposed to sound impressive?

Sort of.

Come on then, you can tell me. I've seen enough.

- Are you the police? - No! I was just passing through.

I'm a long way from home...

What have I done wrong? How come those plastic things keep coming after me?

Oh, suddenly the entire world revolves around you.

You were just an accident. You got in the way, that's all.

- It tried to kill me! - It was after me, not you!

Last night, in the shop, I was there, you blundered in,

almost ruined the whole thing.

This morning, I was tracking it down, it was tracking me down...

The only reason it fixed on you is because you met me.

So, what you're saying is the entire world revolves around you?

- Sort of, yeah. - You're full of it!

Sort of, yeah.

All this plastic stuff, who else knows about it?

No one.

What, you're on your own?

Well, who else is there? I mean, you lot, all you do is eat chips,

got to bed and watch telly,

while all the time underneath you, there's a war going on.

Okay. Start from the beginning.

I mean, if we're going with the living plastic, and I don't even believe that,

but if we do... How did you kill it?

The thing controlling it projects life into the arm. Cut off the signal - dead.

- So, that's radio control? - Thought control.

- You all right? - Yeah.

So who's controlling it, then?

- Long story. - What's it all for?

I mean, shop window dummies, what's that about?

Is someone trying to take over Britain's shops?

No!

- Well, no! - It's not a price war.

They want to overthrow the human race and destroy you.

- Do you believe me? - No.

But you're still listening.

Really, though, Doctor, tell me, who are you?

Do you know like we were saying? About the Earth revolving?

It's like when you're a kid.

The first time they tell you that the world's turning

and you just can't quite believe it

'cause everything looks like it's standing still.

I can feel it.

The turn of the Earth.

The ground beneath our feet is spinning at 1,000 miles an hour.