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13 Bannerman Road is where Sarah Jane Smith lives.
And it's home to things way beyond your imagination.
There's an extraterrestrial supercomputer in the wall...
her son, a genetically engineered boy genius...
a schoolgirl investigator across the road...
and a whole universe of adventure
right here on the doorstep.
Ready? Always.
The shop's owner, Mr Smalley,
who refused to give his age,
said he saw a creature 12 feet tall, with huge fangs and red eyes.
What are we up against -
the Gruffalo(?) LAUGHTER
Well, there's only one way to find out.
BELL RINGS
Hello.
CACKLING
Hello!
Hello!
What is it we're looking for?
Haven't the foggiest. But I'll know it when I see it.
That's what my mum says when she's dragging me round Primark.
Ooh, I always wanted one of these when I was little.
MUSIC PLAYS
Is that a blood stain?
But whose blood? >
That is the question.
Oh, I'm sorry, Mr Smalley? Or...co?
Some say that arrow was pulled from the eye of King Harold himself
after the Battle of Hastings.
And some say he wasn't shot in the eye at all. Read that online.
The tapestry of time is a fragile thing.
Apply the slightest pressure, and the threads of history can unravel.
But you understand that, don't you, Sarah Jane?
How do you know my name? Oh, I know a great many things.
The newspaper cutting...
that was for our benefit, wasn't it? Look, I don't like being tricked.
Who are you and what do you want?
I need your help, to save the world.
Time itself is under threat.
From what? Chronosteen.
A metal forged within the time vortex,
with the power to re-shape destiny.
Three pieces of it, moulded into different objects,
are lodged at key points in the Earth's history.
PARROT CAWS
They must be recovered.
What objects? Where in history?
They could be anything, anywhere.
Well, good luck with that.
But you are the only ones who can do this!
You're the Earth's last hope.
Even if I believe you, how can we possibly find this Chronosteen?
This is a Time Window, Sarah Jane.
It will take you close to the objects.
If you can create that, why can't you go yourself?
It is forbidden for me to travel through time, but you can.
All of you have passed through it before.
Look, if we go, and I'm not saying that we will,
then how do we get back?
Find the objects, and they will bring you home,
and I'm afraid, Sarah Jane,
there is no choice in the matter!
And be careful!
History can be a dangerous place.
PARROT CAWS
That's right, Captain,
they have until the sands run out...
or this world is doomed.
Sarah Jane?
Rani? Where are you?!
More to the point,
where am I?
Hello?
Clyde?
Rani?
Can anyone hear me?
Can anyone hear me?!
FOOTSTEPS THEN HEAVY BREATHING
Oh! Heavens, oh, you gave me a fair fright!
Creeping up like that!
You are not expected till the morrow.
Where am I?
Where is this? I beg your pardon, my lady, are you quite well?
I am sure it has been a long journey from the East, but...
Did you say you were expecting me?
Of course. 'Twas the Queen's personal request that you came.
Seriously?
Is this Buckingham Palace? 'Tis the Tower of London, the royal chambers.
And Queen Jane is eager to meet you.
Jane...
My, you are tired from the journey.
I am Mistress Ellen, head of Her Majesty's household.
I've been with her since she was a babe. Lady Jane, she was then.
Lady Jane Grey?
I've certainly heard of her.
She was made Queen, nine days ago. Of course, the Nine Days' Queen.
Now, we had best find more suitable attire...
for the Queen's new lady-in-waiting.
No network.
I don't think we're in Ealing any more, Clydey.
Psst!
Psst! Quick, or they'll see you!
Get down!
Well, wherever I am, they haven't invented style yet.
I'm Clyde. Who are you?
My name's George, George Woods...
and you can hardly talk. Now, keep your voice down.
Why, what you looking at? Germans.
I'm sure of it. What, nabbing all the sun loungers?
Mum warned me when I was evacuated
that the country folk was a bit thick.
Evacuated?
Right, I get it, so this is like...1939 or something?
But she didn't say just how thick.
It's the 7th of June, 1941. Really?
That's seriously cool.
So when you said Germans, you actually meant...
Nazis!
At last, I have you trapped!
Now, speak your name, spirit!
I'm not a spirit - I'm Sarah Jane Smith.
Why are you haunting this house?
Look, if I was a ghost...
And by the way, there's no such thing.
..you wouldn't be able to touch me, would you? Come on.
See?
Just as solid as you are.
Pleased to meet you...?
E-Emily Morris.
Do you live here?
Nobody lives here. I'm just investigating.
But there are ghosts in this house, everybody says so.
Well, just because everybody says something doesn't make it true.
That door was locked, so if you're not a ghost,
how did you get in here?
Er, yes, well that's a little tricky to explain.
What year is this?
1889.
SPECTRAL VOICES
No such thing as ghosts, you say.
What was that, then?
Come on, let ME have a go.
They could be Brits - it's hard to tell.
Are you sure they're Nazis, George?
Yeah, I see it! You're right!
Time travel's awesome, isn't it?
I've got to do it more often. They must have come in on a U-Boat.
An invasion!
We shall fight them on the beaches, we shall fight them on the...
the other places. But, hang on, what ARE going to do?
We're going to call the Home Guard, of course!
Good thinking, '40s boy.
Ready.
Ta-da! Ooh...
What do you think?
Most becoming, my lady.
'Tis only me, Your Majesty, and your new lady. May we enter?
Lady Matilda, my crown, please. Thank you.
We are ready to receive you now.
Your Majesty,
may I present, Lady...
Oh.
Lady Rani. From the court of...the Taj Mahal.
I know it not.
But you have clearly travelled far, Lady Rani. I am most grateful.
You may leave us, Ellen.
You too, Lady Matilda.
Forgive me, but I thought the request
was for an elderly companion.
And I heard the Countess of Arundel was already on her way.
Your Majesty, can we trust this...
foreigner?
I hope the Queen will judge me on my own character,
just as she might judge you on yours.
Well said.
Matilda, where are your manners?
I say again, leave us.
And what is this you bring?
It's a music box. Go on, open it!
MUSIC PLAYS
How is this possible?
They're dead clever where I come from. Thank you, Lady Rani.
I will treasure this forever.
It must be hard for you, being so far from home.
Especially if you knew how far away home really is.
I too am alone.
Even those I thought most loyal
now call for Lady Mary to be crowned in my place.
Oh, it is all too distressing to discuss.
No, tell me. It's important.
When the King died without an heir, we thought his sister, Mary,
would take the throne.
But they made me Queen, and I never wanted to be.
My father-in-law saw it as a way to gain power for himself.
Father-in-law? You're married?
My mother forced me to marry Lord Dudley.
But the man is an ass!
He talks of nothing but himself,
fails to compliment me if I wear a new gown...
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