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There we go. Perfect landing. Which isn't easy in such a tight spot.
You should be used to tight spots by now!
Where are we? The end of the line.
No place like it.
Home?
You took me home. Back to the morning after we left.
So you've only been gone about twelve hours. No time at all, really!
But all the stuff we've done... Shakespeare, New New York, Old New York!
Yep. All in one night.
Relatively speaking. Everything should be just as it was. Books, CDs...
Laundry.
So, back where you were. As promised.
This is it?
Yeah, I should probably, um...
'Hi, I'm out. Leave a message.' I'm sorry.
Martha? Are you there? Pick it up, will you?
It's Mum. It'll wait.
All right then. Pretend that you're out, if you like.
I was only calling to say that your sister's on TV.
On the news, of all things! Just thought you might be interested.
The details are top secret.
How could Tish end up on the news?
But I can tell you that, tonight, I will demonstrate a device...
She's got a new job. PR for some research lab.
With the push of a single button,
I will change what it means
to be human!
Sorry. You were saying...
You should?
Yes, yes. I should.
One trip is what we said. Yeah.
I suppose things just, kind of, escalated. Mmm.
Seems to happen to me a lot.
Thank you.
For everything.
It was my pleasure.
No, I'm sorry.
Did he say he was going to change what it means to be human?
Are you sure it's safe? There were some issues. They've been resolved.
I'm confident I'm in no serious danger.
That's comforting, Richard, but it wasn't just you I was worried about.
Your concern is touching.
The people in that room will represent billions of pounds worth of potential investment.
Mr Saxon wants to be sure they'll like what they see.
Don't worry. Our friend will get his money's worth.
You wanted to see the guest lists for tonight, Professor.
Yes, thank you, Letitia.
That's an interesting perfume.
What's it called? Soap.
Oh, black tie. Whenever I wear this, something bad always happens.
That's not the outfit, that's just you.
Anyway, I think it suits you...
in a James Bond kinda way.
James Bond? Really?
Oh, look, they've got nibbles!
I love nibbles.
Hello!
Tish!
You look great!
Impressive, isn't it? Very.
And two nights out in a row for you?
That's a social life! I'll end up in all the gossip columns.
You should keep an eye out for photographers. And Mum. She's even dragging Leo along with her.
Leo? In black tie?
That I must see!
This is, er, The Doctor.
Hello.
Is he with you? Yeah.
But he's not on the list. How did he get in?
He's my plus one.
So, this Lazarus, he's your boss?
Professor Lazarus, yes. I'm part of his executive staff.
She's in the PR department. I'm head of the PR department, actually.
You're joking?! I put this whole thing together.
So, do you know what the Professor's going to be doing tonight?
That looks like it might be a sonic micro-field manipulator.
He's a science geek. I should've known. Got to get back to work now.
I'll catch up with you later.
That you're obsessively enthusiastic about it.
Ah. Nice.
Your father's caused me enough heartache already with his menopause and his trophy girlfriend.
Yeah, Mum. It was just something he said last night. Martha!
Mum!
All right. What's the occasion?
What do you mean?
I'm just pleased to see you, that's all. But you saw me last night.
I know, I just...missed you.
You're looking good, Leo.
If anyone asks me to fetch them a drink, I'll swing for them.
You disappeared last night. I...
I just went home.
On your own?
This is a friend of mine, The Doctor. Doctor what?
No, it's just The Doctor.
We've been doing some work together.
All right, mate? Lovely to meet you, Mrs Jones. Heard a lot about you.
Have you? What have you heard, then?
Well, you know, that your Martha's mother and...
Um, no, actually, that's about it.
We haven't had much time to chat, you know? Been busy. Busy? Doing what, exactly?
Oh.
You know...stuff.
Ladies and Gentlemen,
I'm Professor Richard Lazarus and tonight I'm going to perform a miracle!
It is, I believe, the most important advance since Rutherford split the atom.
The biggest leap since Armstrong stood on the moon.
Tonight,
you will watch and wonder.
But tomorrow, you will wake to a world which will be changed forever.
Something's wrong. It's overloading.
Somebody stop him! Get him away from those controls!
If this thing goes up it, it'll take the whole building with it!
Get it open!
Ladies and Gentlemen,
I am Richard Lazarus.
I am 76 years old.
And I am reborn!
He did it.
He actually did it!
That can't be the same guy. It's impossible. It must be a trick.
Oh, it's not a trick.
I wish it were.
What just happened then?
He just changed what it means to be human.
Excuse me.
That was the most astonishing thing I've ever seen.
Look at you!
This is only the beginning.
We're not just making history, we're shaping the future, too.
Think of the money we'll make!
People will sell their souls to be transformed like that.
And I'll be first in line!
Richard! I'm famished.
Energy deficit. Always happens with this kind of process.
You talk as if you see this every day, Mr...? Doctor.
And no, not every day, but I have some experience of this kind of transformation. That's not possible.
Using hyper-sonic sound waves to create a state of resonance? That's inspired.
You understand the theory, then?
You couldn't possibly have allowed for all the variables.
No experiment is entirely without risk.
The thing nearly exploded! You might as well have stepped into a blender!
You're not qualified to comment.
If I hadn't stopped it, it would've exploded.
Then I thank you, Doctor. But that's a simple engineering issue.
What happened inside the capsule was exactly what was supposed to happen.
No more. No less. You've no way of knowing that until you've run proper tests.
Look at me! See what happened. I'm all the proof you need.
The device will be properly certified before we start to operate commercially. Commercially?!
You are joking! That'll cause chaos.
Not chaos.
Change. A chance for humanity to evolve, to improve.
This isn't about improving, this is about you and your customers living a little longer.
Not a little longer, Doctor,
a lot longer. Perhaps indefinitely.
Richard, we have things to discuss.
Upstairs. Goodbye, Doctor.
In a few years, you'll look back and laugh at how wrong you were.
Ooh, he's out of his depth. He's no idea the damage he might have done.
So what do we do now?
Now? Well, this building must be full of laboratories, I say we do our own tests.
Lucky I've just collected a DNA sample then, isn't it? Oh, oh, oh!
Martha Jones, you're a star!
I grew up over there.
Tiny flat above a butcher's shop.
It'll have a blue plaque soon.
"Richard Lazarus lived here."
It's gone.
Destroyed in the war. The bombing.
Of course.
1940. Do you remember?
Night after night...
Explosions.
Guns.
Fire storms.
My parents had sent me to the country by then.
When the sirens went, we'd go to the cathedral there.
People used to shelter in the crypt.
The living, cowering among the dead.
But look what you've built here now.
You've laid the foundations for an empire.
An empire we can rule together.
What's wrong?
Look at yourself, woman.
Amazing. What?
Lazarus's DNA.
I can't see anything different. Look at it.
Oh, my God! Did that just change?
But it can't have!
It did. It's impossible. Two impossible things we've seen so far tonight.
Don't you love it when that happens?
That means Lazarus has changed his own molecular patterns.
Hyper-sonic sound waves to destabilise the cell structure.
Then a metagenetic programme to manipulate the coding.
He hacked into his own genes and instructed them to rejuvenate.
But they're still mutating now.
Because he missed something.
Something in his DNA's been activated and won't let him stabilise.
Something's trying to change him.
Change him into what? I don't know, but I think we need to find out.
That woman said they were going upstairs. Let's go.
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