Doctor who the end of the world Page #4

Season #1 Episode #2

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[Engine room]

(It runs the whole depth of the Platform. The Doctor and Jabe are by a catwalk that runs through a series of large fans.)

DOCTOR:
Is it me, or is it a bit nippy?

(In a corridor, Rose is met by the Adherants, who knock her out by pistol whipping her with a weapon. They drag her into a room.)

DOCTOR:
Fair do's, though, that's a great bit of air conditioning. Sort of nice and old fashioned. Bet they call it retro.

(He scans a panel.)

DOCTOR:
Gotcha.

(He pulls it off. A spider scuttles out and up the wall.)

DOCTOR:
What the hell's that?

JABE:
Is it part of the retro?

DOCTOR:
I don't think so. Hold on.

(The Doctor aims his screwdriver at the spider, then Jabe lassoes it.)

DOCTOR:
Hey, nice liana.

JABE:
Thank you. We're not supposed to show them in public.

DOCTOR:
Don't worry, I won't tell anybody. Now then, who's been bringing their pets on board?

JABE:
What does it do?

DOCTOR:
Sabotage.

COMPUTER:
Earth Death in ten minutes.

DOCTOR:
And the temperature's about to rocket. Come on.

COMPUTER:
Earth Death in ten minutes.

[Observation gallery]

CASSANDRA:
The planet's end. Come gather, come gather. Bid farewell to the cradle of civilisation. Let us mourn her with a traditional ballad.

(The jukebox selects a record labeled Toxic by Britany Spears.)

[Outside the Steward's office]

(Smoke from the room is filling the corridor and the glare is coming through a small glass panel in the door. The little assistants have gathered.)

DOCTOR:
Hold on. Get back.

(The Doctor does the sonic thing on another small panel.)

COMPUTER:
Sun filter rising. Sun filter rising.

JABE:
Is the Steward in there?!

DOCTOR:
You can smell him. Hold on, there's another sun filter programmed to descend.

(He runs off.)

[Gallery 15]

COMPUTER:
Sun filter descending. Sun filter descending. Sun filter descending.

(Rose wakes in time to see the deadly glare begin to fill the room. She hammers on the door.)

ROSE:
Let me out! Let me out!

COMPUTER:
Sun filter descending.

[Outside gallery 15]

ROSE:
Let me out! Let me out!

[Gallery 15]

ROSE:
Let me out!

COMPUTER:
Sun filter descending.

[Outside gallery 15]

COMPUTER:
Sun filter descending.

(He works the door panel.)

DOCTOR:
Anyone in there?

[Gallery 15]

ROSE:
Let me out!

[Outside gallery 15]

DOCTOR:
Oh, well, it would be you.

[Gallery 15]

ROSE:
Open the door!

[Outside gallery 15]

DOCTOR:
Hold on. Give us two ticks.

[Gallery 15]

(The scorching rays reach the top of the door.)

COMPUTER:
Sun filter descending. Sun filter descending.

[Outside gallery 15]

COMPUTER:
Sun filter rising. Sun filter rising.

[Gallery 15]

COMPUTER:
Sun filter rising. Sun filter rising.

[Outside gallery 15]

COMPUTER:
Sun filter descending.

DOCTOR:
Just what we need.

[Gallery 15]

DOCTOR [OC]:
The computer's getting clever.

ROSE:
Stop mucking about!

[Outside gallery 15]

DOCTOR:
I'm not mucking about. It's fighting back.

[Gallery 15]

ROSE:
Open the door!

DOCTOR [OC]:
I know!

(Rose runs down the steps away from the glare as it moves down the door.)

[Outside gallery 15]

ROSE [OC]:
The lock's melted!

COMPUTER:
Sun filter descending. Sun filter

[Outside gallery 15]

COMPUTER:
Descending. Sun filter rising. Sun filter rising.

(Rose runs back up to the door.)

DOCTOR:
The whole thing's jammed. I can't open the doors. Stay there!

[Gallery 15]

DOCTOR [OC]:
Don't move!

ROSE:
Where are am I going to go, Ipswich?

COMPUTER:
Earth Death in five minutes.

[Observation gallery]

JABE:
The metal machine confirms. The spider devices have infiltrated the whole of Platform One.

CASSANDRA:
How's that possible? Our private rooms are protected by a code wall. Moisturise me, moisturise me.

MOXX:
Summon the Steward.

JABE:
I'm afraid the Steward is dead.

MOXX:
Who killed him?

CASSANDRA:
This whole event was sponsored by the Face of Boe. He invited us. Talk to the Face. Talk to the Face.

DOCTOR:
Easy way of finding out. Someone bought their little pet on board. Let's send him back to master.

(The Doctor puts down the spider that Jabe was scanning, and it scuttles off to Cassandra and scans her, then goes to the black gowned group.)

CASSANDRA:
The Adherents of the Repeated Meme. J'accuse!

DOCTOR:
That's all very well, and really kind of obvious, but if you stop and think about it

(He goes over to the Adherants. Their leader tries to hit him, so he pulls of its arm.)

DOCTOR:
A Repeated Meme is just an idea. And that's all they are, an idea.

(He pulls one of the wires dangling from the arm, and the Adherants all collapse.)

DOCTOR:
Remote controlled Droids. Nice little cover for the real troublemaker. Go on, Jimbo. Go home.

(The Doctor gives the spider a nudge, and it returns to Cassandra.)

CASSANDRA:
I bet you were the school swot and never got kissed. At arms!

(Her attendants raise their spray guns.)

DOCTOR:
What are you going to do, moisturise me?

CASSANDRA:
With acid. Oh, you're too late, anyway. My spiders have control of the mainframe. Oh, you all carried them as gifts, tax free, past every code wall. I'm not just as pretty face.

DOCTOR:
Sabotaging a ship while you're still inside it? How stupid's that?

CASSANDRA:
I'd hoped to manufacture a hostage situation with myself as one of the victims. The compensation would have been enormous.

DOCTOR:
Five billion years and it still comes down to money.

CASSANDRA:
Do you think it's cheap, looking like this? Flatness costs a fortune. I am the last human, Doctor. Me. Not that freaky little kid of yours.

MOXX:
Arrest her, the infidel

CASSANDRA:
Oh, shut it, pixie. I've still got my final option.

COMPUTER:
Earth Death in three minutes.

CASSANDRA:
And here it comes. You're just as useful dead, all of you. I have shares in your rival companies and they'll triple in price as soon as you're dead. My spiders are primed and ready to destroy the safety systems. How did that old Earth song go? Burn, baby, burn.

JABE:
Then you'll burn with us.

CASSANDRA:
Oh, I'm so sorry. I know the use of teleportation is strictly forbidden, but I'm such a naughty thing. Spiders, activate. (There is a series of explosions through the Platform.)

CASSANDRA:
Forcefields gone with the planet about to explode. At least it'll be quick. Just like my fifth husband. Oh, shame on me.

COMPUTER Safety systems failing.

CASSANDRA:
Bye, bye, darlings. Bye, bye, my darlings.

(Cassandra and her attendants beam out.)

COMPUTER:
Heat levels rising.

MOXX:
Reset the computer.

JABE:
Only the Steward would know how.

DOCTOR:
No. We can do it by hand. There must be a system restore switch. Jabe, come on. You lot, just chill.

COMPUTER:
Heat rising.

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