An Adventure in Space and Time Page #5

- And I want a repeat.

- What?

On Saturday. Repeat episode

one before episode two.

- No-one was watching because of

the assassination. - Oh, I see!

This is Kennedy's fault?

We deserve a fair

crack of the whip, Sydney.

You'd better be right

about these... Daleks.

Let me be very clear, young lady.

Your neck's on the block.

Come on, get a move on.

It's like a rabbit hutch in here.

OK, are you nice and snug?

What the hell's that?

Monster for the next story.

- What, a sink plunger and an egg whisk?

- Oh, well.

If they can't take over

the universe,

might be able whip up

a decent omelet.

Roll to record in 15, 14...

Quiet, please, everyone.

Ten, nine, eight, seven,

six, five, four...

Action!

You will move ahead of us

and follow my directions.

- 'On two. '

- Immediately!

'Tighter on one. '

No, tighter!

Stand by, one.

'On one.

'Near three.

'Stand by, two.

- 'Two. '

- I said immediately!

Fire!

- My legs!

- On two.

- My legs!

- Your legs are paralysed.

You will recover shortly unless you

force us to use our weapons again.

Well, everyone, meet the Daleks.

Gosh, they're creepy, aren't they?

They're actually really creepy.

Michael! Dennis!

Your tea's getting cold.

And that thing you wanted

to watch, it's on!

Why? Because we weren't aware of

it until it was too late, that's why.

The truth is that your

supply of drugs has failed

and you came into the city to see

if you could find more.

Thals? What are you talking about?

We're not Thals, or

whatever you may call them.

Can't you see we're very ill?

- You and your companions need a drug

to stay alive. - We have no gloves.

Drugs.

You said "gloves". Eh?

Yes, yes. I... I did.

Because the Daleks are nasty and you

need special gloves to touch them.

Y-y-yes.

Yes. You know things like that

because you're Doctor Who.

That's... that's right.

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

You will be my prisoner!

You won't believe what I saw on the

bus this morning. It's... thrilling.

Sydney wants you, Verity.

Ten million viewers

for your bug-eyed monsters.

Ten million.

So...

What do I know about anything?

Well done, kid.

A bus? What were you doing on a bus?

Getting in touch with our audience.

Our great, big, fat,

enormous bloody audience.

Whoo-hoo!

Walking back to happiness

Woopah, oh, yeah-yeah

Said goodbye to loneliness...

Quickly, child! We're running

out of time! Check the fornicator!

Fault locator.

OK, I think we'd better

hold it there, please.

First positions again.

Verity. Verity! Look at this.

Just look at this.

General De Gaulle.

"DeGaullek"!

- That's wonderful!

- "No! No! No!"

We've really got something here.

They love us.

- Lovely stuff, this, you know.

- Shame it's not in colour.

Come on, how much have I won?

Ah...

35 elephants, 4,000 white stallions,

25 tigers...

And ten bob, you old devil.

Right, make-up are nearly done

with Kublai Khan's digits,

- so we'd best press on.

- What do you think?

- Wow.

- Very swish.

- Do you like it?

- Gorgeous, Carol. I wonder if they'll let me buy it.

- It'll turn a few heads on the Kings Road.

- Oh, God.

- Something the matter, Bill?

- You should be more careful, sweetheart,

throwing your money around like that.

It's an insecure

profession, you know.

- We should all bear that in mind.

- Fancy anything at Newmarket, Bill?

You know what I mean.

I'm just saying.

Splashing out

on new togs all the time,

you don't know you're bloody born!

I'm not a child.

I'll spend it how I like.

You're right, of course, Bill.

None of us knows how long

this is going to last.

No-one's irreplaceable.

- Who told you that? - Everyone

mentions it. So, you didn't go to RADA?

- Roedean, darling. -

Eh? - The girls' school.

Must have been a typo on my CV.

I've not got the heart

to tell Sydney.

Bill, thank you so much

for the flowers.

Sorry to see you go, son.

- So, what's next for you? - I've been

offered A Passage To India. - One-way?

- Bill, I hope you never change.

- Bill, Bill, come on.

- Quiet, please, everybody. - Oh,

yes. - Bit of hush, ladies and gents.

- Sure you won't stay? Do some more with us?

- Pastures new.

It's been a bloody blast, Verity.

Couldn't have done it without you,

darling. Shoulder-to-shoulder.

I saw you interfering with

some dials only last night,

so I've decided to show you all

the things that you mustn't touch

under any circumstances.

Exterminate, exterminate!

What the bloody hell?!

Hello, my darling.

What do you think?

"Thrills galore.

"Full-size, real-life Dalek playsuit

from the BBC TV series Doctor Who. "

Strike a light!

"Only 66 shillings and sixpence. "

And we have these. Goodness!

Man and boy, I've been at this lark.

But I've never known

anything like it.

Incredible.

No-one's irreplaceable, eh?

So much for softly-softly.

At this rate, you'll

be running the place.

- "Dear Uncle Who. "

- Uncle Who!

"I've got my...

"physics O-level coming up

and I need your help. "

I don't know why they

think I can help them.

It's all gobbledygook to me.

Please.

Doctor Who, can I please

have your autograph?

Now, then, what's this?

- An autograph?

- Teacher said it would be all right.

- Well, that must make you a very

special little boy, um... - Alan.

Thank you.

Please, Doctor?

Yes, what is it, um...

What is it, Alan?

- Please, when are them Daleks coming back?

- Daleks?

- They're taking over the ruddy world.

- It's what they do best, isn't it?

Oh!

Wow!

Oh, wow!

Goodness me!

Come along, come along. Keep up!

We must all get back to the TARDIS.

What's this?

What's this?

Look out! What?!

Look out! Run, run!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Take three.

Cut!

Cut! Right, one more, please.

Quick as you can.

Len,

you were nearly off the kerb.

Why is it we always seem to have

to go again because of you?

I need a wee, don't I?

You try being in here.

Reset, let's go again!

It's not my fault!

Bill. Bill, I thought

I might try something

when I'm carrying you down the ramp.

What?

I thought maybe

I just throw a look towards you,

showing the Roboman's

inner turmoil.

You know, I was a man once

sort of thing, before the Daleks

made me like this.

What do you think?

- Don't be so bloody ridiculous.

- It was just a suggestion.

Yes, well, stow it.

- What's up with you?

- Mind your own business.

Oi, Len! Over here!

- It's not too late, you know.

- No, I've made up my mind.

- They can rewrite this stuff in a shot.

- It's time to move on, Bill.

- There's lots of other things I want to do.

- Well, of course.

And there's more to life than

just screaming at nasty monsters.

That's no way to talk about me.

One day,

I shall come back.

Yes, I shall come back.

Until then, there must be

no regrets, no tears, no anxieties.

Just go forward in all your

beliefs and prove to me

that I am not mistaken in mine.

Goodbye, Susan.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes