Doctor Who

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The prototype has passed every test, sir. It's working.

I hardly think "working" is the correct word.

That would apply only to machines.

I'm sorry. I should say, "It's alive."

- Can it hear me? - It might still be in shock.

Bear in mind the brain has been welded to the exoskeleton.

Skin of metal.

And a body that will never age or die.

I envy it. Do you know me?

Answer. Do you know me?

You are John Lumlc.

My child.

Mark this day, Dr Kendrick. We are blessed.

Well, it's not quite over yet, sir. We need Geneva's approval.

Technically, this is a new form of life, and that contravenes the Bio-Convention.

They'd need to ratify this.

And they will refuse me.

Nonetheless, we need to tell them.

And if I don't?

Well, I'm sorry, sir, but it's my duty. I shall have to inform them.

And how will you do that from beyond the grave?

I don't quite understand.

Kill him.

- Captain. - Yes, slr?

Inform all staff we have a new destination.

Set sail

for Great Britain!

And that weird munchkin lady with the big eyes.

You remember the way she looked at you?

Then she opens her mouth and fire comes out!

I thought I was gonna get frazzled!

Yeah, one minute she's standing there, the next minute, roar!

Where was that? What happened?

Oh, it was on this... er, planet thing.

Asteroid. It's a long story. You had to be there.

What are you doing that for?

'Cause you told me to.

When was that?

About half an hour ago.

Um... You can let go now.

Well, how long's it been since I could've stopped?

Ten minutes. Twenty. Twenty nine.

- You just forgot me! - No, no, no, I was just...

I was calibrating. I know exactly what I'm doing.

- What's happened? - The time vortex. It's gone.

That's impossible. It's just gone!

Brace yourselves! We're gonna crash!

Everyone all right? Rose? Mickey?

I'm fine, I'm okay, sorry, yeah.

She's dead.

The Tardis is dead.

You can fix it.

There's nothing to fix. She's perished.

The last Tardis in the universe. Extinct.

We can get help, yeah?

Where from?

Well, we've landed. We've got to be somewhere.

We fell out of the vortex, through the void, into nothingness.

We're in some sort of no place.

The Silent Realm. The Lost Dimension.

Otherwise known as London.

London, England, Earth! Hold on...

It's the 1 st of February. This year. Not exactly far flung, is it?

- So this is London? - Yup.

- Your city? - That's the one.

- Just as we left it? - Bang on.

And that includes the zeppelins?

What the hell?

That's beautiful.

Okay, so it's London with a big International Zeppelin Festival.

This is not your world.

But if the date's the same... It's parallel, right?

Am I right? Like a parallel Earth only they've got zeppelins?

- Am I right? I'm right, aren't I? - Must be.

- A parallel world where... - Come on, you've seen it on films.

Like an alternative to our world where everything's the same but a little different.

Like, I don't know, traffic lights are blue, Tony Blair never got elected...

And he's still alive.

A parallel world where my dad's still alive.

Don't look at it, Rose. Don't even think about it. This is not your world.

He's my dad. And...

Trust me on thls.

Oh, that's weird. But he's real...

- Trust me on thls. - He's a success.

He was always planning these daft little schemes,

health food drinks and stuff. Everyone said they were useless.

But he did it.

Rose, if you ever trusted me, then listen to me now.

Stop looking at him. Your father's dead.

He died when you were six months old. That is not your Pete. That is a Pete.

For all we know he's got his own Jackie. His own Rose.

His own daughter who is someone else, but not you. You can't see him.

Not ever.

Trust me on thls. Trust me on thls. Trust me on thls. Trust me on thls.

Hello? Sweetheart? Only me.

Oh, the bad penny. Was this your idea?

Don't deny it. It's got your fingerprints all over it.

"Trust me on this."

Oh, I can trust you all right. Trust you to cock it up.

- What have I done now? - Have a look.

- What's wrong with that? - 40! It says 40.

- You are 40. - I don't want the whole world telling, do I?

- You're having a party tonight! - My 39th!

My official biography says I was born on the same day as Cuba Gooding, Jr.

And that makes me 39, thank you very much.

Rose. Come here. Rose.

These are from the girls in the office. Happy birthday.

I've got hand sculpted arrangements by Veronica of Reykjavik

and your secretary stopped off at a garage. I don't think so.

And if you're giving out presents, where's my zeppelin?

Everyone else has got one. Rose! Come on, Rose!

Bet you didn't even notice, did you? Special delivery. Got sent round today.

Birthday present from Mr Lumic, latest model.

Diamond studded. Pick up signals from Venezuela.

Why would you want to pick up signals from Venezuela?

Well, I don't know, but now I can find out! For God's sake, where is she? Rose!

She needs a good bath before tonight or she's gonna be honking. Rose!

Come to mummy, come on!

There you are, my darling.

Mr Lumic!

Jackie was just saying thank you. That's very kind of you.

Those Ear Pods are handmade. Tell her to take care.

Course I will. Course I will.

I don't suppose you'll be joining us tonight, for the party?

We'd be very honoured.

The world below can party. Some of us have work to do.

My plans have advanced, Peter. The President has promised a decision.

I'm flying in now. We will be at the airstrip by 5:00.

Right. It's just that I promised I'd help the wife out tonight.

If the President of Great Britain can make this meeting, then so can you.

He's not married to Jackie, is he?

5:00, Mr Tyler. A famous day!

Voice print access, John Lumic.

Initiate Ear Pod override.

Jacqueline Tyler.

Actlvate.

Download. Tyler resldence. February the 1 st.

Give me security arrangements for tonight, passwords, encryption services.

And restore.

Thank you, Mrs Tyler.

Activate picturelink.

Mr Crane.

Mr Lumlc.

Events are moving faster than I anticipated.

I need extra staff.

Very good, sir. I shall go on a recruitment drive.

Back her up.

- I told you to keep an eye on her. - She's all right.

She goes wandering off...

A parallel world, it's like a gingerbread house.

All those temptations calling her.

So it's just Rose, then? Nothing out there to tempt me?

Well, I don't know. I can't worry about everything!

If I could just get this thing to...

- Did that help? - Yes.

- Did that hurt? - Yes. Ow.

... and It's good news for Great Brltaln

as John Lumlc returns to the country of hls blrth.

Mr Lumlc, the Inventor of Hlgh Content metal,

has denled allegatlons of Ill health.

We're all flesh and blood, but the brain is what makes us human.

And my mind is more creative than ever.

Wlth shares In Cybus Industrles doubllng In prlce,

Mr Lumlc has pledged more support for the homeless In New South Amerlca.

In other news.

The Torchwood Instltute has publlshed a study clalmlng that...

We're not meant to be here.

The Tardis draws its power from the universe but it's the wrong universe.

It's like diesel in a petrol engine.

But I've seen it in comics, people go hopping

from one alternative world to another. It's easy!

Not in the real world.

Used to be easy.

When the Time Lords kept their eye on everything,

you could pop between realities, home in time for tea.

Then they died and took it all with them.

The walls of reality closed. The worlds were sealed.

Everything became that bit less kind.

- Then how did we get here? - I don't know. Accident.

Should've been impossible, now we're trapped.

What's that?

What?

That there. Is that a reflection?

It's a light! Is it? Is that a light? I think that's a light.

That's all we need. We've got power! Mickey, we've got power!

Gentlemen, gentlemen! I beg your attention!

Christmas has come early so come and get it!

Oh, smell that, comrades!

Burgers and chips! Sausage and beans!

Pork, chicken and hot sweet tea. All for free!

- Don't go! - But there's food.

All you can eat, free of charge!

Don't just stand there. Fill your faces with pasties...

They're lying.

It's easy for you to say. When did you last starve?

All those people disappearing off the streets.

It's been going on for months. It's them.

- They're taking you away. - What for?

Experiments.