Doctor Who

Kathy?

Your life could depend on this. Don't blink!

Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead.

They are fast, faster than you can believe.

Don't turn your back,

don't look away, and don't blink.

Good luck.

Hello?

Bit freaked. Need to talk. Making you a coffee.

Sally Sparrow, it's one in the morning.

You think I'm coming round at one in the morning?

No.

I'm in the kitchen.

What's that on all those screens in your front room?

Oh, God!

Oh, God! Sally, you've met my brother Larry, haven't you?

-No. -You're about to.

Not sure, but really, really hoping.

-Pants? -No.

Put them on! Put them on!

I hate you! What were you thinking?!

Sorry.

My useless brother.

Sally! What's wrong?

What's happened?

OK! Let's investigate!

You and me, girl investigators. Love it!

Hey! Sparrow and Nightingale!

-That SO works! -Bit ITV.

I know!

What did you come here for, anyway?

I love old things.

They make me feel sad.

What's good about sad?

It's happy for deep people.

The weeping angel.

Wouldn't have that in my garden.

It's moved.

It's what?

Since yesterday.

I'm sure of it. It's closer.

It's got closer to the house.

How can my name be written here?

How is that possible?

Who'd come here?

What are you doing?! It could be a burglar!

A burglar who rings the doorbell(?)

OK. I'll stay here in case of...

-In case of...? -..incidents?

I'm looking for Sally Sparrow.

How did you know I'd be here?

I was told to bring this letter

on this date at this exact time

to Sally Sparrow.

-It looks old. -It is old.

I'm sorry, do you have anything with a photograph on it, like a driving licence?

How did he know I was coming here?

I didn't tell anyone.

How could anyone know?

It's all a bit complicated. I'm not sure I understand it myself.

I'm sorry, I feel really stupid, but I was told to make absolutely sure.

It's so hard to tell with these little photographs, isn't it?

Apparently.

Well, here goes, I suppose.

Funny feeling, after all these years.

Who's it from?

Well, that's a long story, actually.

Gimme a name.

Katherine Wainwright.

But she specified I should tell you that prior to marriage she was called Kathy Nightingale.

-Kathy? -Kathy, yes.

-Katherine Costello Nightingale. -Is this a joke?

A joke?!

Kathy, is this you? Very funny(!)

Kathy?

Kathy? Kathy!

Please, you need to take this.

I promised.

Excuse me?

Where am I?

I was in London.

-I was in the middle of London. -You're in Hull.

No, I'm not.

-This is Hull. -No, it isn't.

You're in Hull.

I'm not in Hull. Stop saying Hull.

Who are you?

Why are you here?

-I made a promise. -Who to?

My grandmother. Katherine Costello Nightingale.

Don't have that in London. There's no call for it. It's all Hull.

1920?

-Your grandmother? -Yes.

She died 20 years ago.

-So they're related? -I'm sorry?

My Kathy, your grandmother - they're practically identical.

Where are you going?

"My dearest Sally Sparrow,

"if my grandson has done as he promises he will,

"then as you read these words it has been mere minutes since we last spoke. For you.

"For me, it has been over 60 years.

"The third of the photographs is of my children.

"The youngest is Sally.

"I named her after you, of course."

This is sick!

This is totally sick!

Kathy? Kathy!

Kathy?

No, wait! Hang on!

"I suppose, unless I live to a really exceptional old age,

"I will be long gone as you read this.

"Don't feel sorry for me. I have led a good and full life.

"I've loved a good man and been well loved in return.

"You would have liked Ben.

"He was the very first person I met in 1920."

Are you following me?

Yeah.

Are you going to stop following me?

No, I don't think so.

"To take one breath in 2007 and the next in 1920

"is a strange way to start a new life,

"but a new life is exactly what I've always wanted."

1902?

You told him you were 18?

You lying cow!

"My mum and dad are gone by your time, so really there's only Lawrence to tell.

"He works at the DVD store on Queen Street.

"I don't know what you're going to say to him, but I know you'll think of something.

"Just tell him I love him."

Excuse me, I'm looking for Lawrence Nightingale.

Through the back.

Hello?

Quite possibly.

'Fraid so.

Oh. Hello.

Can I help you?

- Hi. - 38.

Er, just a mo.

Hang on. We've met, haven't we?

It'll come to you.

Oh, my God!

-There it is. -Sorry. Sorry again about the whole...

-Message from your sister. -Oh! OK!

What? What is it? What's the message?

She's had to go away for a bit.

-Where? -Just a work thing.

Nothing to worry about.

-OK. -And...

And what?

She loves you.

She what?!

She said to say. She just sort of mentioned it.

She loves you. There, that's nice, isn't it?

-Is she ill? -No! No.

-Am I ill? -No!

-Is this a trick? -No. She loves you.

People don't understand time.

It's not what you think it is.

Who is this guy?

Sorry, the pause thing keeps slipping. Stupid thing.

Last night at Kathy's, you had him on those screens. That same guy.

Talking about, I dunno, blinking or something.

Yeah, the bit about the blinking's great!

I was checking to see if they were all the same.

What were the same? What is this? Who is he?

An Easter egg.

Excuse me?

Like a DVD extra, yeah?

You know how on DVDs they put extras on, documentaries and stuff?

Sometimes they put on hidden ones, and they call them Easter eggs.

You have to look for them, follow clues in the menu screen.

Complicated.

Sorry.

It's interesting, actually.

He is on 17 different DVDs.

There are 17 totally unrelated DVDs, all with him on,

always hidden away, always a secret.

Not even the publishers know how he got there.

I've talked to the manufacturers, right? They don't even know.

It's like he's a ghost DVD extra.

Just shows up where he's not supposed to be. But only on those. Those 17.

Well, what does he do?

Just sits there making random remarks.

It's like we're hearing half a conversation.

Me and the guys are always trying to work out the other half.

When you say you and the guys, you mean the internet, don't you?

-How do you know? -Spooky, isn't it?

Very complicated.

Florence? Need you!

'Scuse me a sec.

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect,

but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint,

it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff.

Started well, that sentence.

It got away from me, yeah.

OK, that was weird.

Like you can hear me.

Well, I CAN hear you.

OK, that's enough.

I've had enough now. I've had a long day and I've had bloody enough!