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-and in flash, MISSY simply pricks the side of the DALEK

with her brooch pin.

MISSY (cont’d)

Guess what! I put a hole in you.

And another! And another!

CLARA:

What are you doing?

MISSY:

Murdering a Dalek. I’m a Time Lady,

it’s our golf.

DALEK:

Damage levels insignificant

The DALEK breaks off - from all around that screeching and

gibbering again.

MISSY:

You just got a puncture in a bad

neighbourhood - have you met the

locals? Blind and squelchy and out

of their tiny minds - but they can

still smell!

The seaweedy mass is starting to grapple round the DALEK’s

base, as if holding it still. The DALEK rocks, as if there’s

some terrible internal upheaval

(CONTINUED)

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MISSY (cont’d)

Ooh, here they come! I think they

want to steal your motor.

-and now the murky, gloopy waters of the sewer, starting to

drip out of the Dalek’s grille! It’s filling up.

DALEK:

(Gurgling)

Emergency! Emergency!

Close on the DALEK iris - it is filling up with filthy water.

DALEK (cont’d)

(Gurgling)

My vision is impaired! Exterminate!

Exterminate!

The DALEK now blasting away, as filthy sewer water streams

from its grille and eyestalk.

MISSY:

Here they come, the older

generation! Young folks today -

they’re so tasty!

As she speaks, she’s grabbed CLARA, uncuffed her

-as the tunnel is engulfed in a fireball, they shelter in an

alcove.

The flames, the roars, the screaming.

MISSY (cont’d)

Wheeeeeeee!!!!!

CUT TO:

46 INT. SICK ROOM - NIGHT 46

Close on THE DOCTOR. His eyes flicker open.

Resolving into focus. DAVROS, back in his chair. He sits by

the window, looking out over the night landscape of Skaro.

He’s no longer hooked to all the life-support cables we saw

earlier, but moving freely around the room. The cables now

just hanging - an eerie, shadowed mass. (Now and then it

might seem as though they move a little.)

Registering that he’s awake, DAVROS rotates his chair to look

at THE DOCTOR.

DAVROS:

I hope you are grateful. It wasn’t

easy to procure.

THE DOCTOR, drowsy, unsure. What the hell is he talking

about?

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DAVROS (cont’d)

And very nearly unique, of course.

You should feel privileged.

He gestures - to where THE DOCTOR is seated.

DAVROS (cont’d)

The only other chair on Skaro.

THE DOCTOR registering where he is, what’s happening?

DAVROS (cont’d)

Don’t get up.

THE DOCTOR:

You neither.

THE DOCTOR has sprung to his feet, now goes to the walls,

checking them. Examining the door.

DAVROS:

The chamber is sealed. And I

believe you are not carrying your

sonic device.

THE DOCTOR:

Gave it up. Bad memories.

DAVROS:

I am dying, Doctor

THE DOCTOR:

You keep saying that, you keep not

dying. Give it some welly.

DAVROS:

-and it is time for us to conclude

our business together.

THE DOCTOR, now moving cautiously round the cables - keeping

his distance, but interested.

THE DOCTOR:

We have no business.

He moves closer to DAVROS as he speaks - and we see a pair of

eyes on one of the cables (the cable is the Sarff snake that

makes up the “eyes” part of his face.) The cable revolves the

eyes out of sight.

DAVROS:

We have nothing but. We have

opposed each other all our lives.

All that remains is our last

discussion. You and I, Doctor. Men

of science, face to face, talking

of right and wrong.

THE DOCTOR:

What’s the point?

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DAVROS:

Look again at the cables, Doctor.

Understand what they are, and what

they can do. Just step a little

closer.

Again, behind THE DOCTOR, we see the cables move ever so

slightly - but hang still, as THE DOCTOR turns to look.

THE DOCTOR:

You’re very anxious for me to play

with your toys.

DAVROS:

Why aren’t you? Look a little

closer. Tonight the Time War is

just you and I. And this is the

only weapon ...

CUT TO:

47 INT. CAVES. TUNNELS - NIGHT 47

The smoke of an explosion, clearing.

Stepping through it, MISSY. Then CLARA.

MISSY steps forward. The DALEK we saw before, now dormant.

The dome is flipped back, as if it has been wrenched open.

All around, smoke and charred remnants.

MISSY peers into the DALEK. Now reaches in, wrenches

something. She is now pulling out a disgusting, seaweedy

mass. Dumps it.

Peers into the empty shell, looks to CLARA.

MISSY:

Get in.

On CLARA:
what??

CUT TO:

48 INT. SICK ROOM - NIGHT 48

THE DOCTOR, still strolling round the cables, keeping a

slight distance. He talks lightly, but his eyes are hungry,

devouring information. (All the time he stays out of reach of

the cables - like he doesn’t trust them.)

THE DOCTOR:

They don’t have that much respect

for you, do they, your kids? Have

you seen the state of this place??

(MORE)

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THE DOCTOR (cont'd)

This is exactly where you dump a

smelly old uncle slash family pet

slash genius scientist who couldn’t

invent legs. Seriously, how do your

boys take it, when everybody else

has two eyes?

DAVROS:

(Gesturing to the cables)

You know what it is, of course.

THE DOCTOR:

Hyperspace relay. With some kind of

genetic component...

DAVROS:

I am connected to the life force of

every Dalek on this planet. It is

what has kept me alive. As their

hearts beat, so does mine.

THE DOCTOR:

Nice. Vampiring off your own

creations, just to eke out your

days. I’m surprised the Daleks

allow it.

DAVROS:

They have no choice. My Daleks are

afflicted with a genetic defect.

THE DOCTOR:

What defect?

DAVROS:

Respect. Mercy for their father.

Design flaws I was unable to

eliminate.

But THE DOCTOR is no longer listening - his head has whipped

round. Staring at the cables - new thought.

DAVROS (cont’d)

And now he sees it. Now he

understands. The cables, Doctor!

Touch them! Imagine! To hold in

your hand the heartbeat of every

Dalek on Skaro.

THE DOCTOR takes a step forward. As if enthralled.

DAVROS (cont’d)

They send me life. Is it beyond the

wit of a Time Lord to send them

death. A little work, and it could

be done.

THE DOCTOR:

Why would you tell me this?

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DAVROS:

Genocide in a moment, Doctor. Such

slaughter. Not in self-defence, not

a simple act of war - genocide as a

choice. Are you ready, Doctor?

DAVROS reaches out, takes THE DOCTOR's hand.

DAVROS (cont’d)

So many backs with a single knife!

Are you ready to be a God?

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