Doctor Who

Maeve? You OK?

No, love. I'm not.

You want me to call a doctor?

Doctor can't help.

Can't...can't you feel it, Trish?

I can't feel anything.

Boys... get indoors!

Get inside! Get 'em inside!

What's up with you? They ain't doing nothing wrong. It's happening again!

# ..in the old gum tree

# Merry, merry king of the bush is he

# Laugh, kookaburra Laugh, kookaburra

# Gay your life must be. #

They're not safe! They're in the garden!

That's what it likes! It likes it when they're playing! Get 'em in! I'm begging you!

# Merry, merry king of the bush is he

# Laugh, kookaburra

# Laugh, kookaburra

# Gay your life must be. #

Right, I've got my beady eyes on 'em. Come on, come on.

No! Tom?

What are you? Where's he gone?

'What do you want with our children?'

Ah.

Aah!

So, near future, yeah?

I had a passing fancy. Only it didn't pass. It stopped.

Thirtieth Olympiad.

No way! Why didn't I think of this? That's great. Only seems like yesterday a few naked Greek blokes.

were tossing a discus about,

wrestling with each other in the sand as the crowds stood around baying...

No, wait a minute, that was Club Med.

Just in time for the opening ceremony tonight.

Last one they had in London was dynamite.

Wembley, 1948. I loved it so much that I went back and watched it all over again.

Fella carrying the torch. Lovely chap. What was his...?

John, Mark? Legs like pipe-cleaners but strong as a whippet... Doctor.

In those days, everyone had a tea-party to go to. Doctor!

You ever have cakes with crunchy ball-bearings on top? Doctor! You should see this! You know... ?

Nobody else in this entire galaxy has ever bothered to make edible ball-bearings. Genius!

What's taking them do you think?

Snatching children from a thoroughly ordinary street like this.

And why's it so cold?

Something's reducing the temperature.

Says they all went missing this week.

Why would a person do something like this?

What makes you think it's a person?

Whatever it is, it's got the whole street scared to death.

Doctor, what...?

There you go! Fifth today! That's not natural, is it?

I had it serviced less than a month ago.

Don't even try and explain it, mate.

All the cars are doing it and you know what, it's bonkers.

Bonkers.

Come on, then, pal, I'll help you shift it.

Quicker you're on your way, the happier you'll be.

There we go.

Do you want a hand?

No, we're all right, love.

Well, you're not. I'm tougher than I look, honest.

Does this happen a lot? Cheers, mate.

Been doing it all week. Since those children started going missing?

Yeah. Suppose so.

Hmm, tickles.

What's your game?

My, um... Snakes And Ladders?

Quite good at squash... Reasonable.

I'm being facetious, aren't I?

There's no call for it.

Every car cuts out. Council are going nuts.

They've given this street the works - renamed it. I've been Tarmacking every pothole.

Look at that. Beauty, innit?

Yep, and this is all because that Olympic torch comes right by the end of this close. Just down there.

Everything's gotta be perfect, ain't it?

Only it ain't. It takes 'em when they're playing.

What takes them? Danny, Jane, Dale...snatched in the blink of an eye.

No, I'm not a liar, I'm a police officer. That's what I am. I've got a badge and a police car.

I can prove it. We've had coppers poking around here and you don't look or sound like any of 'em.

See? Look! I've got a colleague!

Lewis! She looks less like a copper than you do! Training.

It was either that or hair-dressing, so... Voila!

What are you going to do? The police have knocked on every door - no clues, no leads, nothing!

Kids run off sometimes, all right? That's what they do. I saw it with my own eyes.

Dale Hicks in your garden playing with your Tommy and then...right in front of me.

Like he was never there. There's no need to look any further than this street. It's right here amongst us!

Why don't we...? Why don't we start with him?

There's been all sorts in this street, day and night. Fixing things up for the Olympics!

And taking a long time about it! I'm of the opinion...

That's slander! I don't care what it is!

I think we need to just... I want an apology!

Stop picking on him! Yeah, stop picking on me!

And stop pretending to be blind! It's evil! I don't believe in evil.

You believe in Tarmackers with kidnapped kiddies in their van!

That's not what she's saying! Stop ganging up on me?

Feeling guilty, are we?

In the last six days, three of your children have been stolen.

Snatched out of thin air, right?

Er, can I...?

Look around you.

This was a safe street till it came.

It's not a person.

I'll say it if no-one else will.

Maybe you're coppers and maybe you're not.

I don't care who you are, can you please help us?

You want a hanky?

Can you smell it?

What's it remind you of?

Sort of...metal? Mm-hmm! Oh!

Danny Edwards cycled in one end but never came out the other.

Whoa, there it goes again. Look at the hairs on the back of my manly hairy hand.

And there's that smell. It's like a...a burnt fuse plug or something.

There's a residual energy in the spots where the kids vanished.

Whatever it was, it used an awful lot of power to do this.

You have to come down some time, Chloe...

I'm busy, Mum.

Look at it in here. You must've used up half a rainforest.

That's Dale.

Why did you draw him so sad?

I didn't draw him like that.

Dale made himself sad.

So I'm going to draw him a friend.

That's what he needs - more friends.

Have you seen the TV?

Look, this'll cheer you up. The torch is getting close.

It'll pass right by our street.

Tonight they'll light the Olympic flame in the stadium

and the whole world will be looking at our city.

I mean, doesn't that make you feel part of something? ..Sweetheart?

Chloe? I'm busy, Mum.

OK.

You're tired, Chloe.

I heard you calling out again last night. It's fine. Nightmares?

I'm drawing!

Whatever they are...

they're just dreams, you do know that?

They can't hurt you.

I'm busy! Unless you want me to draw you...Mum.

If you want to stay cooped up in here, fine. I'll leave you to it.

Well, aren't you a beautiful boy!

Thanks. I'm experimenting with back-combing.

Oh. I used to have one like you.

What?

I'm not really a cat person. Once you've been threatened by one in a nun's wimple,

it kind of takes the joy out of it.

Come here, puss.

What d'you want to go in there for?

Doctor!

Ohh! Whoa! Hoo-hoo!

Ion residue. Blimey! That takes some doing. Just to snatch a living organism out of space-time.

This baby's like, "I'm having some of that!" I'm impressed.

So the cat's been transported. It can harness huge reserves of ionic power.

We need to find the source of that power.

Find the source and you will find...whatever has taken to stealing children and fluffy animals.

See what you can see. Keep 'em peeled, Lewis.

I've given you friends and you still moan.

Moan, moan, moan. You're lucky.

You're all together. You don't know what it is to be alone.

If you did, you'd be thanking me.

NO!

Is that you, puss cat? You trapped?

Not gonna open it, not gonna open it, not gonna open it...

Stay still!

Okey-dokey?

Yeah. Cheers.

No probs.

I'll give you a fiver if you can tell me what the hell it is cos I haven't got the foggiest.

Well, I can tell you you've just killed it. It was never living.

It's animated by energy. The same energy that's snatching people. So dinky!

The go-anywhere creature.

Fits in the pocket. Makes friends. Impresses your boss. Breaks the ice at parties.

Hi, ho, here we go.

Let's have a look.

Get out of here! What's it say?

It is!

It's graphite!

Basically the same material as an HB pencil.

I was attacked by a pencil scribble?! A scribble creature,

brought into being with ionic energy.

Whatever we're dealing with, it can create things as well as take them.

But why make a scribble creature? Maybe it was a mistake.

I mean, you scribble over something when you want to get rid of it, like a drawing.

Like a...

child's...drawing.

You said it was in the street.

Probably. The girl. Of course! ..What girl?

Something about her gave me the creeps.

Even her own mum looked scared of her. Are you deducting?

I think I am. Copper's hunch? Permission to follow it up, Sarge?

Hello, I'm the Doctor and this is Rose. Can we see your daughter? No! You can't. OK. Bye.

Why? Why do you want to see Chloe?

Well, there's some interesting stuff going on in this street

and I just thought... Well, we thought that she might like to give us a hand.

Sorry to bother you. Yeah, sorry.

We'll let you get on with things. On your own. Bye again.

Wait...

Can you help her?

Yes, I can.

'The torch-bearer is running up towards the Mall...'

She stays in her room most of the time.

I try talking to her, but it's like trying to speak to a brick wall.