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Smith and Jones
The Doctor popping up: Like so. {he takes off his tie} See?
Mr. Stoker: John Smith. Admitted yesterday with severe abdominal pains. Jones why don’t you see what you can find. Amaze me.
Martha Jones: That wasn’t very clever running around outside, was it?
The Doctor: Sorry?
Martha: On Chancellor Street this morning. You came up to me and took your tie off.
The Doctor: Really? What’d I do that for?
Martha: I don’t know, you just did.
Martha: Have you got a brother?
The Doctor: No. Not anymore. Just me.
Martha: Why’s everyone fussing about rain?
Julia Swales: It’s going up.
Tish Jones: The rain is going up.
Julia Swales: Martha, it’s night. It was lunchtime.
Martha: It’s not night.
Julia Swales: It’s got to be. It’s dark.
Martha: We’re on the Moon.
Martha: It’s real. It’s really real. Hold on— {She goes to open the window}
Swales: Don’t! We’ll lose all the air.
Martha: But they’re not exactly airtight. If the air was gonna get sucked out it would have happened straight away, but it didn’t. So how come?
The Doctor: Very good point. Brilliant, in fact. What’s your name?
Martha: Martha.
The Doctor: And it was Jones, wasn’t it?
The Doctor: Martha what have we got, is there a balcony on this floor or a veranda, or—
Martha: By the patient’s lounge, yeah.
The Doctor: Fancy going out?
Martha: Okay.
The Doctor: We might die.
Martha: We might not.
The Doctor: Good. Come on.
Martha: We’ve got air. How does that work?
The Doctor: Just be glad it does.
Martha: I promise you, Mr. Smith. We will find a way out. If we can travel to the moon then we can travel back. There’s got to be a way.
The Doctor: It’s not Smith. That’s not my real name.
Martha: Who are you then?
The Doctor: I’m the Doctor.
Martha: Me too, if I ever pass my tests. What is it then, Dr. Smith?
The Doctor: Just the Doctor.
Martha: How d’you mean, just the Doctor?
The Doctor: Just. The Doctor.
Martha: What, people call you the Doctor?
The Doctor: Yeah.
Martha: Well I’m not. As far as I’m concerned you’ve gotta earn that title.
The Doctor: Well I better have a start then.
The Doctor: One thousand people. Suffocating.
Martha: Why would anyone do that? {a ship sounds overhead.}
The Doctor: Heads up. Ask them yourself.
Martha: Aliens. That’s aliens. Real, proper aliens!
The Doctor: Judoon.
The Doctor: Oh look down there! You’ve got a little shop. I love a little shop.
Martha: Never mind that! What are Judoon?
The Doctor: They’re police. Well, police for hire. They’re more like interplanetary thugs.
Martha: And they brought us to the moon?
The Doctor: Neutral territory. According to galactic law they’ve got no jurisdiction over the Earth and they’ve isolated it. That rain, lightning. That was them. Using an H2O scoop.
Martha: If they’re police, are we under arrest? Are we trespassing on the moon or something?
The Doctor: No. But I like that! Good thinking. No, I wish it were that simple. They’re making a catalog, that means they’re after something non-human which is very bad news for me.
Martha: Why? {he looks at her.} Oh, you are kidding me. Don’t be ridiculous. Stop looking at me like that.
Martha: What’s that thing?
The Doctor: Sonic screwdriver.
Martha: Well if you’re not going to answer me properly.
The Doctor: No really, it is. It’s a screwdriver and it’s sonic. Look.
Martha: What else have you got, laser spanner?
The Doctor: I did, but it was stolen by Emily Parkhurst. Cheeky woman.
The Doctor: When I say “now,” press the button.
Martha: But I don’t know which one!
The Doctor: Then find out.
Martha: You’re completely mad.
The Doctor: You’re right. I look daft with one shoe. Barefoot on the moon!
Judoon: You will need this.
Martha: What’s that for?
Judoon: Compensation.
The Doctor: I just thought, since you saved my life and I’ve got a brand new sonic screwdriver which needs road testing, you might fancy a trip.
Martha: What, into space?
The Doctor: Well.
Martha: But I can’t. I’ve got exams. I’ve got things to do. I’ve got to go into town first thing and pay the rent. I’ve got my family going mad—
The Doctor: If it helps, I can travel in time as well.
Martha: Get out of here.
The Doctor: I can.
Martha: Come on now. That is going too far.
The Doctor: I’ll prove it. {he leaves and returns holding his tie} Told ya.
Martha: No, but— that was this morning. But, did you? Oh my god you can travel in time. But hold on, if you could see me this morning why didn’t you tell me not to go into work?
The Doctor: Crossing into established events is strictly forbidden. Except for cheap tricks.
The Doctor: Just one trip. To say thanks! You get one trip then back home. I’d rather be on my own.
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The Shakespeare Code
London 1599
Martha: But how do you travel in time? And what makes it go?
The Doctor: Oh, let’s take the fun and the mystery out of everything! Martha, you don’t want to know. It just does. Hold on!
Martha: Blimey, did you have to pass a test to fly this thing?
The Doctor: Yes, and I failed it.
Martha: But are we safe? I mean, can we move around and stuff?
The Doctor: Of course we can. Why do you ask?
Martha: It’s like in the films. You step on a butterfly, you change the future of the human race.
The Doctor: Tell you what then, don’t step on any butterflies. What have butterflies ever done to you?
The Doctor: When you get home, you can tell everyone you met Shakespeare.
Martha: Then I could get sectioned.
Martha: And those are men dressed as women, yeah?
The Doctor: London never changes.
Martha: Where’s Shakespeare? I want to see Shakespeare! {yelling} Author! Author! Do people shout that? Do they shout “author”?
Crowd: Author! Author!
The Doctor: They do now.
Martha: He’s a bit different from his portraits.
The Doctor: Genius. He’s a genius. The genius. The most human human there’s ever been. Now we’re gonna hear him speak. Always he chooses the best words, New beautiful, brilliant words.
Shakespeare (Dean Lennox Kelly): Ah, shut your big fat mouths!
Martha: You should never meet your heroes.
Martha: I’m not an expert, but I’ve never heard of Love’s Labours Won.
The Doctor: Exactly. The lost play. It doesn’t exist. I mean rumors, it’s mentioned in his plays but it never turns up. And no one knows why.
Shakespeare: Sweet lady. Such unusual clothes. So fitted.
Martha: Um. Verily. Forsooth. Egads.
The Doctor: No. No. No. Don’t do that.
The Doctor: I’m Sir Doctor of Tardis and this is my companion Miss Martha Jones.
Shakespeare: Interesting, that bit of paper. It’s blank.
The Doctor: Oh, that’s very clever. That proves it. Absolute genius.
Martha: No, it says right there. Sir Doctor and Martha Jones. It says that.
Shakespeare: It’s blank.
The Doctor: Psychic paper. Um… long story. Oh, I hate to start from scratch.
Martha: And why are you telling them that?
The Doctor: This lot have still got one foot in the Dark Ages. If I tell them the truth they’ll panic and think it was witchcraft.
Martha: Okay, what was it then?
The Doctor: Witchcraft.
Shakespeare: Poor Linley. So many strange events. Not least of all this land of Freedonia, where a woman can be a doctor.
Martha: Where a woman can do what she likes.
Shakespeare: And you, Sir Doctor. How can a man so young have eyes so old?
The Doctor: I do a lot of reading.
Shakespeare: A trite reply, yeah? That’s what I do. And you, you look at him like you’re surprised he exists. He’s as much of a puzzle to you as he is to me.
Martha: So magic and stuff. That’s a surprise. It’s all a bit Harry Potter.
The Doctor: Wait ’til you read book seven. Woah. I cried.
The Doctor: There’s something I’m missing, Martha. Something really close. Staring me right in the face and I can’t see it. Rose would know. A friend of mine, Rose. Right now she’d say exactly the right thing. Still. Can’t be helped. You’re a novice, never mind. Take you back home tomorrow.
Martha: Great.
Martha: Doctor.
The Doctor: What did you see?
Martha: A witch.
The Doctor: Fourteen. Why does that ring a bell? Fourteen…
Martha: There’s fourteen lines in a sonnet.
The Doctor: So there is. Good point. Words and shapes following the same design. Fourteen lines, fourteen sides, fourteen facets… Oh my head! Tetradecagon. Think think think. Words, letters, numbers, lines!
Shakespeare: This is just the theatre!
The Doctor: Oh yeah, but the theatre’s magic, isn’t it? You should know. Stand on this stage, say the right words with the right emphasis at the right time. Oh, you can make men weep.
Martha: Woah, nelly! I know for a fact you’ve got a wife in country.
Shakespeare: But Martha, this is town.
The Doctor: Come on! We can have a good flirt later.
Shakespeare: Is that a promise, Doctor?
The Doctor: Oh. Fifty-seven academics just punched the air.
Martha: Let us out! Let us out!
The Doctor: That’s not going to work. The whole building’s shouting that.
Doomfinger: Who would die first? Hm?
The Doctor: Well, if you’re looking for volunteers.
Martha: No, don’t!
Shakespeare: Doctor, can you stop her?
Doomfinger: No mortal has power over me.
The Doctor: No, but there’s a power in words. If I can find the right one, if I can just know you.
Doomfinger: None on Earth has knowledge of us.
The Doctor: Then it’s a good thing I’m here.
Martha: What did you do?
The Doctor: I named her. The power of a name. That’s old magick.
Martha: But there’s no such thing as magic.
The Doctor: Well, it’s just a different sort of science. You lot, you chose mathematics. Given the right string numbers, the right equation, you can split the atom. Carrionites use words instead.
Shakespeare: Use them for what?
The Doctor: The end of the world.
Martha: The thing is though, am I missing something here? The world didn’t end in 1599. It just didn’t. Look at me, I’m living proof.
The Doctor: Oh, how to explain the mechanics of the infinite temporal flux. I know! Back to the Future. It’s like Back to the Future.
Martha: The film?
The Doctor: No, the novelization. Yes the film! Marty McFly goes back and changes history.
Martha: And he starts fading away. Oh my god, am I going to fade?
The Doctor: You and the entire future of the human race. It ends right now in 1599 if we don’t stop it.
Martha: We’re going the wrong way!
The Doctor: No we’re not! {he reverses course} We’re going the wrong way!
Martha: Expelliarmus!
Shakespeare: Expelliarmus!
The Doctor: Expelliarmus! Good ‘ol J.K.!
Martha: They think it was all special effects?
Shakespeare: Your effect is special indeed.
Martha: That’s not your best line.
The Doctor: Queen Elizabeth the First!
Queen: Doctor.
The Doctor: What?
Queen: My sworn enemy!
The Doctor: What?
Queen: Off with his head!
The Doctor: What!
Martha: Well never mind, “what”, just run!
Queen: Stop him. Stop that pernicious Doctor!
Martha: What have you done to upset her?
The Doctor: How should I know. I haven’t even met her yet. That’s time travel for you. Still, can’t wait to find out. That’s something to look forward to.
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Gridlock
The Doctor: Just one trip. That’s what I said. One trip in the TARDIS and then home. Although I suppose we could… stretch the definition. Say one trip into the past, one trip into the future. How do you fancy that?
Martha: No complaints from me.
The Doctor: How about a different planet?
Martha: Can we go to yours?
The Doctor: Ah. There’s plenty of other places.
Martha: Oh come on though. Planet of the Time Lords. That’s gotta be worth a look. What’s it like?
The Doctor: Well it’s beautiful yeah.
Martha: Is it like, you know, outer space cities, all spires and stuff?
The Doctor: I suppose it is.
Martha: Great big temples and cathedrals.
The Doctor: Yeah.
Martha: Lots of planets in the sky?
The Doctor: The skies are burnt orange. With a citadel enclosed in a mighty glass dome. Shining under the twin suns. Beyond that the mountains go on forever. Slopes of deep red grass. Capped with snow.
Martha: Can we go there?
The Doctor: Nah! Where’s the fun for me? I don’t want to go home! Instead. This is much better. The year five billion and fifty three. Planet New Earth. Second Earth for mankind. Fifty thousand light years from your own world, and we’re slap bang in the middle of New New York. Although technically it’s the fifteenth New York since the original so it’s New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York. One of the most dazzling cities ever built. {they drop into a rainy planet}
Martha: Oh that’s nice. Its the Time Lord version of dazzling.
The Doctor: Nah! A bit of rain never hurt anyone!
Martha: You’ve brought me to the slums?
The Doctor: Much more interesting! It’s all cocktails and glitter up there. This is the real city.
Martha: You’d enjoy anything.
The Doctor: Oh, that’s me.
Martha: When you say “last time” was that you and Rose?
The Doctor: Ah… yeah it was, yeah.
Martha: You’re taking me to the same planets that you took her?
The Doctor: What’s wrong with that?
Martha: Nothing. Just ever heard the word “rebound”?
Martha: Are they selling drugs?
The Doctor: I think they’re selling moods.
Martha: Same thing, isn’t it?
Martha: But how are you supposed to live inside this thing? It’s tiny.
Cheen (Lenora Crichlow): Oh, we stocked up. Got self-replicating fuel, muscle stimulants for exercise, and there’s a chemical toilet at the back. And all waste products are recycled as food.
Martha: Okay. {she stops eating}
Cheen: They say people go missing on the motorway. Some cars just vanish, never to be seen again. ‘Cause there’s something living down there, in the smoke. Something huge and hungry. And if you get lost on the road, it’s waiting for you.
Milo: Like I said, air vents. Going down to the next layer.
Martha: Except look out there. Does it look like the air vents are working?
Milo: No. {they hear the noises from below}
Martha: So what’s that then?
Cheen: How did you think of that?
Martha: I saw it in a film. They used to do it in submarines. The trouble is, I can’t remember what they did next.
Milo: Well you better think of something, because we’ve lost the air-con. If we don’t switch the engines back on we won’t be able to breathe.
Martha: How long have we got?
Milo: Eight minutes, maximum.
Martha: There’s always The Doctor. That friend of mine. He might think of something.
Milo: Martha, no one’s coming.
Cheen: He looked kind of nice.
Martha: He’s a bit more than that.
Cheen: Are you and him?
Martha: Sometimes I think he likes me, but sometimes I think he just needs someone with him.
Cheen: I never even asked. Where’s home?
Martha: It’s a long way away. I didn’t really think. I just followed the Doctor and… they don’t even know where I am—my mom and dad. If I died here they’d never know.
Milo: So who is he, then? This doctor.
Martha: I don’t know. Well, not really. There’s so much he never says.
Cheen: But that means that the only hope right now is a complete stranger? Well that’s no use!
Martha: It is though. Because you haven’t seen the things he can do. Honestly. Just trust me, both of you. You’ve got your faith. You’ve got your songs and your hymns. And I’ve got the Doctor.
Martha: What’s that?
The Doctor: It’s The Face of Boe. It’s alright. Come say hello. And this is Hame. She’s a cat. Don’t worry. He’s the one that saved you, not me.
Novice Hame: My Lord gave his life to save the city. And now he’s dying.
The Doctor: No, don’t say that. Not old Boe. Plenty of life left.
The Face of Boe: It’s good to breathe the air once more.
Martha: Who is he?
The Doctor: I don’t even know. Legend says the Face of Boe has lived for billions of years. Isn’t that right? And you’re not about to give up now.
The Face of Boe: Everything has its time. You know that, old friend. Better than most.
The Doctor: All closed down.
Martha: Happy?
The Doctor: Happy happy. New New York can start again. And they’ve got Novice Hame. Just what every city needs—cats in charge. Come on. Time we were off.
Martha: But what did he mean? The Face of Boe? That you’re not alone?
The Doctor: I don’t know.
Martha: You’ve got me. Is that what he meant?
The Doctor: I don’t think so. Sorry.
Martha: Then what?
The Doctor: It doesn’t matter. Back to the TARDIS, off we go.
The Doctor: Alright. You staying?
Martha: Until you talk to me properly, yes. He said “last of your kind.” What does that mean?
The Doctor: It really doesn’t matter.
Martha: You don’t talk! You never say. Why not? {they hear singing} It’s the city. They’re singing.
The Doctor: I lied to you. ‘Cause I liked it. I could pretend, just for a bit, I could imagine they were still alive underneath the burnt orange sky. I’m not just a TIme Lord. I’m the last of the Time Lords. The Face of Boe was wrong. There’s no one else.
Martha: What happened?
The Doctor: There was a war—a Time War. The Last Great Time War. My people fought a race called the Daleks. For the sake of all creation. And they lost. We lost. Everyone lost. They’re all gone now. My family. My friends. Even that sky. Ah, you should have seen it, that old planet. The second sun would rise in the south and the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver. When they caught the light every morning it looked like a forest on fire.
Daleks in Manhattan
Martha: Where are we?
The Doctor: Ah! Smell that Atlantic breeze. Nice and cold. Lovely. Martha, you’ve met my friend.
Martha: Is that? Oh my god, that’s the Statue of Liberty.
The Doctor: Gateway to the New World. “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.”
Martha: That’s so brilliant. I’ve always wanted to go to New York. I mean the real New York. Not the New New New New New New New…
The Doctor: Well. There’s the genuine article. So good they named it twice. Mind you, it was New Amsterdam originally. Harder to say twice. No wonder it didn’t catch on. New Amsterdam, New Amsterdam.
The Doctor: Herbert Hoover. Thirty-first president of the USA. Came to power about a year ago. Up ’til then New York was a boom town, with the Roaring Twenties. Then—
Martha: The Wall Street Crash. Yeah. What was that, 19290?
The Doctor: Yeah. Whole economy, wiped out overnight. Thousands of people unemployed, all of a sudden the huddled masses doubled in number with nowhere to go. So they ended up here in Central Park.
Martha: What, they actually live in the Park? In the middle of the city?
The Doctor: I suppose that makes you the boss around here.
Solomon: And, ah, who might you be?
Martha: He’s the Doctor, I’m Martha.
Solomon: A doctor? Huh. Well. We got stockbrokers, we got a lawyer. But you’re the first doctor. Neighborhood gets classier by the day.
Martha: How people live here?
Solomon: Any one time? Hundreds. No place else to go. But I will say this about Hooverville. We’re a truly equal society. Black, white, all the same. All starving.
Martha: So what about you, Frank? You’re not from around these parts are you?
Frank (Andrew Garfield): Oh you could talk. No, I’m Tennessee born and bred.
Martha: Is it radioactive or something? {she gets a whiff} It’s gone off, whatever it is. {the Doctor picks it up} And you’ve got to pick it up.
The Doctor: Shine your torch through it. Composite organic matter. Martha. Medical opinion.
Martha: Well it’s not human, I know that.
The Doctor: No. It’s not. And I’ll tell you something else, we must be at least a half a mile in and I don’t see any signs of a collapse, do you? So why did Mr. Diagoras send us down here?
Martha: Where are we now? What’s up above?
The Doctor: Well. We’re right underneath Manhattan.
Martha: Doctor, I think you’d better get back here. Doctor!
The Doctor: Actually, good point.
Martha: They’re following you.
The Doctor: Yep. I noticed that. Thanks. Right then. Martha, Frank, Solomon.
Martha: What?
The Doctor: Um… basically… Run!
Martha: Bet they’d listen to you. You’re one of the stars.
Tallulah: Oh honey, I got one song and a back-street review and that’s only because Heidi Shicane broke her ankle—which had nothing to do with me whatever anybody says. I can’t afford to make a fuss. If I don’t make this month’s rent then before you know it I’m in Hooverville.
Martha: Okay. I get it.
Tallulah: It’s the Depression sweetie. Your heart might break but the show must go on. ‘Cause if it stops, you starve.
Tallulah: You’re lucky though. You got yourself a forward-thinkin’ guy with that hot potato in the sharp suit.
Martha: He’s not— We’re not… together.
Tallulah: Oh sure you are. I’ve seen the way you look at him. It’s obvious.
Martha: Not to him.
Tallulah: Oh I should have realized. He’s into musical theater, huh? What a waste. Still you gotta live in hope.
Tallulah: Have you ever been on stage before?
Martha: Oh, a little bit. You know. Shakespeare.
Tallulah: How dull is that! Come and see a real show.
Frank (Andrew Garfield): What are they keeping us here for?
Martha: I don’t know. I’ve got a nasty feeling we’re being kept in the larder.
Martha: I’m so glad to see you.
The Doctor: Yeah, well you can kiss me later. You too Frank, if you want.
Dalek Thay: You will bear witness.
Martha: To what?
Dalek Thay: This is the dawn of a new age.
Martha: What does that mean?
Dalek Thay: We are the only four Daleks in existence. So the species must evolve. A life outside the shell. The children of Skaro must walk again.
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Evolution of the Daleks
Dalek Sec: These humans will become like me. Prepare them for hybridization.
Martha: Leave me alone! Don’t you dare! {a radio starts playing}
Dalek Sec: What is that sound?
The Doctor: Ah. Well. Now. That would be me. Hello. Surprise! Boo! Etcetera.
Martha: No! You can’t go.
The Doctor: I’ve gotta go. The Dalek’s just changed their minds. Daleks never change their minds.
Tallulah: So tell me, where’d you and him first hook up?
Martha: It was in hospital. Sort of.
Tallulah: Of course! Him being a doctor.
Martha: Actually I’m the doctor. Well, kind of.
Tallulah: You’re a physician? Really?
Martha: I was in training. Still am if I ever get home.
Martha: Doctor!
The Doctor: First floor perfumerie.
Tallulah to Laszlo: I never thought I’d see you again.
Laszlo: No stopping me.
Martha: We worked it out—we know what they’ve done. There’s Dalekanium on the mast. And it’s good to see you too, by the way.
The Doctor: Oh, come here! {hugs Martha as the elevator closes}. See? Never waste time on a hug!
Tallulah: What the hell are you two clowns doing?
Martha: Even if the Doctor stops Dalekanium this place is still gonna get hit. Great big bolt of lightning, electricity all down the building. Connect this to the lift and they get zapped.
Tallulah: Oh my god, that could work.
Frank: Then give us a hand!
The Doctor: Hi. You survived then.
Martha: So did you. Just about. I can’t help noticing, there’s Dalekanium still attached.
The Doctor: Is there another lift?
Martha: We came up in the service elevator.
The Doctor: That’ll do. Allons-y!
Martha: What are you doing?
The Doctor: If the Daleks are going to war they’ll want to find their number one enemy. I’m just telling them where I am.
The Doctor: I’m telling you to go. Frank can take you back to Hooverville.
Martha: And I’m telling you I’m not going.
The Doctor: Martha, that’s an order.
Martha: Who are you then, some sort of Dalek?
Martha: Do you reckon it’s gonna work, those two?
The Doctor: I don’t know. Anywhere else in the Universe I might worry about them, but New York is what this city’s good at. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses. And maybe the odd pig slave-Dalek mutant hybrid too.
Martha: The pig and the showgirl.
The Doctor: The pig and the showgirl.
Martha: Just proves it, I suppose. There’s someone for everyone.
The Doctor: Maybe.
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The Lazarus Project
The Doctor: There we go! Perfect landing! Which isn’t easy in such a tight spot.
Martha: You should be used to tight spots by now. Where are we?
The Doctor: The end of the line. No place like it.
Martha: Home. You took me home.
The Doctor: Back to the morning after we left. I’d say you’ve only been gone about twelve hours. No time at all, really.
Martha: But all that stuff we’ve gone? Shakespeare. New New York. Old New York.
The Doctor: Yeah. All in one night. Relatively speaking.
The Doctor: So, back where you were. As promised.
Martha: This is it?
The Doctor: Yeah.
The Doctor: One trip, that’s what we said.
Martha: Okay. I suppose things just kind of escalated.
The Doctor: Hm. Seems to happen to me a lot.
Martha: Thank you. For everything.
The Doctor: It was my pleasure. {leaves and then…} No, I’m sorry. Did he say he was going to change what it means to be human?
The Doctor: Black tie. You know whenever I wear this something bad happens.
Martha: That’s not the outfit, that’s just you. Anyway I think it suits you. In a James Bond kind of way.
Francine Jones (Adjoa Andoh): You disappeared last night.
Martha: I… just went home.
Francine: On your own?
Martha: This is a friend of mine. The Doctor.
Francine: Doctor What?
Martha: No, it’s just The Doctor. We’ve been doing some work together.
The Doctor: Lovely to meet you, Mrs. Jones. Heard a lot about you.
Francine: Have you? What have you heard then?
The Doctor: Oh, you know, that you’re Martha’s mother, and… erm… no, actually that’s about it. We haven’t had much time to chat. You know. Been busy.
Francine: Busy? Doing what exactly?
The Doctor: Oh, you know. Stuff.
Martha: That can’t be the same guy. That’s impossible. It must be a trick.
The Doctor: Oh, it’s not a trick. I wish it were.
Martha: What just happened then?
The Doctor: He just changed what it means to be human.
Lady Thaw: The device will be properly certified before we start to operate commercially.
Martha: Commercially? You are joking. That’ll cause chaos.
Professor Lazarus: Not chaos. Change. A chance for humanity to evolve—to improve.
The Doctor: This isn’t about improving. This is about you and your customers living a little longer.
Professor Lazarus: Not a little longer, Doctor. A lot longer. Perhaps indefinitely.
The Doctor: Oo. He’s out of his depth. No idea the damage he might have done.
Martha: So what do we do now?
The Doctor: Now. Well this building must be full of laboratories. I say we do our own tests..
Martha: Lucky I’ve just collected a DNA sample then, isn’t it?
The Doctor: Oh Martha Jones. You’re a star.
The Doctor: Amazing!
Martha: What?
The Doctor: Lazarus’ DNA.
Martha: I can’t see anything different.
The Doctor: Look at it!
Martha: Oh my god! Did that just change? But it can’t have.
The Doctor: But it did.
Martha: It’s impossible.
The Doctor: And that’s two impossible things we’ve seen so far tonight. Don’t you love it when that happens?
The Doctor: Basically he hacked into his own genes and instructed them to rejuvenate.
Martha: But they’re still mutating now.
The Doctor: Because he missed something.
Tish: You have to spoil everything, don’t you? Every time I find someone nice you try and have to find fault.
Martha: Tish, he’s a monster!
Tish: I know the age thing’s pretty freaky, but it works for Catherine Zeta-Jones.
Tish: What’s the Doctor doing?
Martha: He’s trying to buy us some time. Let’s not waste it.
Martha: I’ve got to go back.
Francine: You can’t! You saw what that thing did. It’ll kill you.
Martha: I don’t care. I have to go.
Francine: It’s that doctor, isn’t it? That’s what’s happened to you. You’ve changed.
The Doctor: What are you doing here?
Martha: I’m returning this. I thought you might need it.
The Doctor: How’d you—?
Martha: I heard the explosion, I guessed it was you.
The Doctor: I blasted Lazarus.
Martha: Did you kill him? {Lazarus crashes through the door}
The Doctor: More sort of annoyed him, I would say.
Martha: But we’re trapped.
The Doctor: Well. Yeah, that is a slight problem.
Martha: You mean you don’t have a plan?
The Doctor: Yes. The plan was to get inside here.
Martha: Then what?
The Doctor: Well… Then I’d come up with another plan.
Martha: In your own time then.
Martha: I still don’t understand where that thing came from. Is it alien?
The Doctor: No, for once it’s strictly human in origin.
Martha: Human? How can it be human?
The Doctor: Probably from dormant genes in Lazarus’ DNA. The energy field in this thing must have reactivated them. And it looks like they’re becoming dominant.
Martha: So it’s a throwback.
The Doctor: Some option that evolution rejected for you millions of years. But the potential is still there. Locked away in your genes, forgotten about until Lazarus unlocked it by mistake.
Martha: It’s like Pandora’s box?
The Doctor: Exactly. Nice shoes by the way.
Martha: Doctor, what’s happening?
The Doctor: Sounds like he switched the machine on.
Martha: And that’s not good, is it.
The Doctor: Well I was hoping it was going to take him a little bit longer to work that out.
Martha: I thought we were going to go through the blender then.
The Doctor: Really shouldn’t take that long to reverse the polarity. I must be a bit out of practice.
Martha: He seems so… human again. He’s kind of pitiful.
The Doctor: Eliot saw that too. “This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper.”
The Doctor: Ah Mrs. Jones. We still haven’t finished our chat.
Francine Jones slapping him:Keep away from my daughter!
Martha: Mum what are you doing?
The Doctor: Always the mothers, every time.
Francine: He is dangerous! I’ve been told things!
Martha: Thanks.
Tish: It’s your doctor you should be thanking.
Martha: I told you he’d think of something.
Tish: He cut it a bit fine there, didn’t he?
Martha: He always does. It’s more fun that way.
Tish: Who is he?
Martha: He’s… he’s The Doctor.
Martha: I didn’t know you could play.
The Doctor: Oh, you know. If you hang around Beethoven you’re bound to pick a few things up.
Martha: Especially about playing loud.
The Doctor: Sorry?
The Doctor: Something else that just kind of escalated then.
Martha: I can see a pattern developing. You should take more care in the future. And the past. And whatever other time period you find yourself in.
The Doctor: It’s been fun though, hasn’t it?
Martha: Yeah.
The Doctor: So what d’ya say? One more trip?
Martha: No. Sorry.
The Doctor: What do you mean? I thought you liked it.
Martha: I do. But I can’t go on like this, “one more trip.” It’s not fair.
The Doctor: What are you talking about?
Martha: Well I don’t want to be just a passenger anymore. Someone that you take along for a treat. If that’s how you still see me, I’d rather stay here.
The Doctor: Okay then. If that’s what you want.
Martha: Alright. Well we’ve already said goodbye once today, it’s best if you just go. {he doesn’t go} What is it?
The Doctor: Well I said okay.
Martha: Sorry?
The Doctor: Okay.
Martha: Oh, thank you! Thank you!
The Doctor: Well you were never really just a passenger were you?
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42
The Doctor: There we go—universal roaming. Never have to worry about signal again.
Martha: No way! This is too mad. You’re telling me I can phone anyone, anywhere in space and time on my mobile?
The Doctor: As long as you know the area code. Frequent flyer’s privilege.
Orin Scannell (Anthony Flanagan): Oy! You two!
Kath McDonnell (Michelle Collins): Get out of there!
Orin: Seal that door now!
Kath: Who are you? What are you doing on my ship?
Riley Vashtee (William Ash): Are you the police?
The Doctor: Why would we be police?
Martha: We got your distress signal.
The Doctor: My ship’s in there!
Riley: In the vent chamber?
The Doctor: It’s our lifeboat!
Scannell: It’s lava.
Erina Lessak (Rebecca Oldfield): Temperature’s going mad in there. Up three thousand degrees in ten seconds and still rising.
Scannell: Tunneling the air. The closer we get to the sun, the hotter that room’s gonna get.
Martha: We’re stuck here.
The Doctor: So? We fix the engines, we steer the ship away from the sun. Simple.
The Doctor: Oh! We’re in the Taraji System. Lovely. You’re a long way from home, Martha. Half a universe away.
Martha: Yeah. Feels it.
The Doctor: And you’re still using energy scoops for fusion. Hasn’t that been outlawed yet?
Kath: We’re due to upgrade next docking.
Martha: What’re you typing?
Riley: Each door’s trip codes the answer to a random question set by the crew. Nine tours back we got drunk, thought ’em up. Reckoning was, if we’re hijacked, we’re the only ones who know all the answers.
Martha: So you type in the right answer…
Riley: This {indicates the device} sends a remote pulse to the clamp. We only get one chance per door. Get it wrong, the whole system freezes.
Martha: Better not get it wrong then.
The Doctor: Keep moving, fast as you can. And Martha, be careful. There may be something else onboard the ship.
Martha: Anytime you want to unnerve me, feel free.
The Doctor: Will do, thanks.
Martha: I can’t believe our lives depend on some stupid pub quiz.
Francine Jones: What is this, pub quiz?
Martha: Yeah, pub quiz.
Francine: Using your mobile is cheating.
Riley: The wonderful world of space travel. The prettier it looks, the more likely it is to kill you.
Martha: He’ll come for us.
Riley: It’s too late. Our heat shields will pack it in any minute, then we’ll go into freefall. We’ll fall into the sun way before he has a chance to do anything.
Martha: You don’t know the Doctor. I believe in him.
Martha: Oh god, they’ll never know. I’ll just have disappeared. They’ll always be waiting.
Riley: Call them.
Francine: Is the Doctor with you? Is he there now?
Martha: Mom, just leave it.
Francine: It’s a simple enough question.
Martha: I better go.
Francine: No, Martha, wait—
Martha: See ya, mum.
The Doctor: There’s this process, this thing that happens if I’m about to die—
Martha: Sh. Cool it now, ’cause that is not going to happen. Are you ready?
The Doctor: No!
Scannell: It’s not working. Why is it not working?!
Martha running in: Vent the engines, dump the fuel.
Scannell: What?
Martha: Sun particles in the fuel, get rid of them. Do it. NOW!
Riley: So you’re off then. No chance I’ll see you again?
Martha shaking her head: Not really. But it was nice… not dying with you. I reckon you’ll find someone worth believing in.
Riley: I think I already did. {they kiss}
Martha: Well done. Very hot.
Martha: Just remind me, what day is it again?
Francine: Election day.
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Human Nature
Martha: It’s Monday, November 14th, 1913. And you’re completely human. As human as they come.
John Smith: Hm. That’s me. Completely human.
John Smith: Just think of it. In a few years time boys like that’ll be running the country.
Martha: 1913. They might not.
Martha: You had to, didn’t you? You had to go and fall in love with a human. And it isn’t me.
The Doctor: This watch is me.
Martha: Right. Okay, hold on.
Martha: But if you’re gonna rewrite every single living cell, isn’t it gonna hurt?
The Doctor: Oh yeah, it’ll hurt.
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The Family of Blood
Martha: Don’t just stand there, move! God you’re rubbish as a human!
Martha: I know it sounds mad. When the Doctor became human he took the alien part of himself and put it inside the watch—only it’s not really a watch, it just looks like a watch.
Joan: And alien means not from abroad, I take it.
Martha: The man you call John Smith, he was born on another world.
Joan: A different species.
Martha: Yeah.
Joan: Then tell me in this fairytale, who are you?
Martha: Just a friend. I’m not— I mean, you haven’t got a rival. As much as I might… Just his friend.
Joan: Human, I take it.
Martha: Human. And more than that. I don’t just follow him around, I’m trained to be a doctor. Not an alien doctor, a proper doctor. A doctor of medicine.
Joan: Well that certainly is nonsense. Women might train to be doctors, but hardly a skivvy and hardly one of your color.
Martha: Oh, do you think?
Martha: You recognize it, don’t you?
John Smith: I’ve never seen it in my life.
Martha: Do you remember its name?
Joan: I’m sorry, John. But you wrote about it. The Blue Box. You dreamt of a Blue Box.
John Smith: I’m not… I’m John Smith. That’s all I want to be. John Smith. With his life and his job. And his love. Why can’t I be John Smith? Isn’t he a good man?
Joan:Yes, yes he is.
John Smith: Why can’t I stay?
Martha: We need the Doctor.
John Smith: You’re this Doctor’s companion. Can’t you help? What exactly do you do for him? Why does he need you?
Martha: Because he’s lonely.
John Smith: And that’s what you want me to become?
Joan: What if it’s them?
Martha: I’m not an expert, but I don’t think scarecrows knock.
Martha: Hold it.
John Smith: I won’t.
Martha: Please, just hold it.
Martha: He gave me a list of things to watch out for. That wasn’t included.
John Smith: Falling in love? That didn’t even occur to him?
Martha: No.
John Smith: And what sort of man is that? And now you expect me to die?
Martha: It was always going to end though. The Doctor says the Family’s got a limited life span. That’s why they need to consume a Time Lord. Otherwise, three [ropes] and they die. Like mayflies, he said.
John Smith: So your job was to execute me?
Martha: People are dying out there! They need him, and I need him. ‘Cause you’ve got no idea what he’s like. I’ve only just met him—it wasn’t even that long ago, but… he is everything. He is just everything to me and he doesn’t even look at me, but I don’t care. ‘Cause I love him to bits. And I hope to god he won’t remember me saying this.
Latimer: It’s coming, isn’t it? The biggest war ever.
Martha: You don’t have to fight.
Latimer: I think we do.
Martha: But you could get hurt.
Latimer: Well so could you, travelling around with him, but it’s not going to stop you.
The Doctor: Tim, I’d be honored if you’d take this.
Latimer: I can’t hear anything.
The Doctor: No. It’s just a watch now. But keep it with you. For good luck.
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Blink
The Doctor: Welcome!
Billy: Where am I?
The Doctor: 1969. Not bad as it goes. You’ve got the moon landing to look forward to.
Martha: Oh, the moon landing’s brilliant! We went four times. Back when we had transport.
The Doctor: Working on it.
Billy: How did I get here?
The Doctor: Same way we did. Touch of an angel. Same one probably, since you ended up in the same year. Billy tries to stand. No, no. No no no. Don’t get up. Time travel without a capsule. Nasty. Catch your breath, don’t go swimming for half an hour.
Billy: I don’t— I can’t.
The Doctor: Fascinating race, the weeping angels. The only psychopaths in the Universe to kill you nicely. No mess, no fuss. They just zap you into the past and let you live to death. The rest of your life used up and blown away in the blink of an eye. You die in the past and in the present they consume the energy of all the days you might have had. All your stolen moments. They’re creatures of the abstract. They live off of potential energy.
Billy: What in God’s name are you talking about?
Martha: Trust me. Just nod when he stops for breath.
The Doctor: Tracked you down with this. This is my Timey-Wimey detector. Goes ding when there’s stuff. Also, it can boil an egg at thirty paces. Whether you want it to or not, actually. So I’ve learned to stay away from hens. It’s not pretty when they blow.
Billy: I don’t understand. Where am I?
Martha: 1969, like he said.
The Doctor: Normally I’d offer you a lift home but somebody nicked my motor. So I need you to take a message to Sally Sparrow. And I’m sorry Billy. I am very very sorry. It’s gonna take you awhile.
Sally: Who are you?
The Doctor: I’m a time traveller. Or I was. I’m stuck. In 1969.
Martha: We’re stuck! All of space and time he promised me and now I’ve got a job in a shop, I’ve gotta support him!
The Doctor: Martha!
Martha: Sorry.
Utopia
The Doctor: The year one hundred trillion. That’s impossible.
Martha: Why? What happens then?
The Doctor: We’re going to the end of the universe.
Martha: It’s a bit odd though. Not very one hundred trillion. That coat’s more like World War II.
The Doctor: I think he came with us.
Martha: How d’you mean? He’s from Earth?
The Doctor: Must have been clinging to the outside of the TARDIS. All the way through the vortex. Wow, that’s very him.
Martha: What, do you know him?
The Doctor: A friend of mine. Used to travel with me.
Jack: Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?
Martha: Martha Jones.
Jack: Nice to meet you Martha Jones.
The Doctor: Oh don’t start!
Jack: I was only saying hello.
Martha: I don’t mind.
Jack: Doctor.
The Doctor: Captain.
Jack: Good to see you.
The Doctor: And you. Same as ever. Although. Have you had work done?
Jack: You can talk.
Martha: But the thing is, how come you left him behind Doctor?
The Doctor: I was busy.
Martha: Is that what happens though, seriously? You just get bored of us one day and disappear.
Jack: Not if you’re blonde.
Martha: Oh she was blonde! Oh, what a surprise.
The Doctor: You two! We’re at the end of the Universe. Right at the edge of knowledge itself. And you’re busy blogging!
Martha: Oh my god. You’ve got a hand. A hand in a jar. A hand. In a jar. In your bag.
The Doctor: But that’s my hand!
Jack: I said I had a Doctor detector.
Chantho: Chan- Is this a tradition amongst your people -tho?
Martha: Not on my street. What d’you mean that’s your hand? Youve got both your hands. I can see them.
The Doctor: Long story. I lost my hand. Christmas Day. I was in a fight.
Martha: What and you.. grew another hand?
The Doctor: Um. Yeah I did, yeah. waves Hello.
The Professor: Might I ask what species are you?
The Doctor: Time Lord. Last of. Heard of them? Legend? Heard of them? Not even a myth? Blimey, end of the universe is a bit humbling.
Martha: You grew another hand.
The Doctor: waves Hello again!
The Sound of Drums
Jack: The moral is, if you’re going to get stuck at the end of the universe, get stuck with an ex-Time Agent and his vortex manipulator.
Martha: But this Master bloke. He’s got the TARDIS. He could be anywhere in time and space.
The Doctor: No, he’s here. Trust me.
Martha: I said I knew that voice. When he spoke inside the TARDIS. I’ve heard that voice hundreds of times. I’ve seen him. We all have. That was the voice of Harold Saxon.
The Doctor: That’s him. He’s Prime Minister. The Master is Prime Minister of Great Britain. The Master and his wife.
The Doctor: Jack, who are you phoning? You can’t tell anyone we’re here.
Jack: Just some friends of mine, but there’s no reply.
Martha handing him her laptop: Here you go. Any good?
Jack: I can show you the Saxon web site. He’s been around for ages.
Martha: That’s so weird though. It was the day after the election. That’s only four days after I met you.
The Doctor: I’ve been flying all around the universe while he was here all the time.
Martha: You gonna tell us who he is?
The Doctor: He’s a Time Lord.
Martha: Well have the rest of it? I mean who’d call himself “The Master”?
The Doctor: That’s all you need to know.
The Doctor: How has he managed all this? The Master was always sort of… hypnotic but this is on a massive scale.
Martha: I was going to vote for him.
The Doctor: Really?
Martha: Well it was before I even met you. And I liked him.
Jack: Me too.
The Doctor: Why do you say that? What was his policy? What did he stand for?
Martha: I don’t know. He always sounded good. {she starts tapping} Like you could trust him. Just nice. He spoke about… I can’t even remember, but it was good. Just the sound of his voice.
The Doctor: What’s that?!
Martha: What?
The Doctor: That! That tapping! That rhythm. What are you doing?
Martha: I don’t know. It’s nothing. It’s just— I don’t know!
Clive Jones (Trevor Laird): Martha, it’s me.
Martha: Dad? What are you doing there?
Clive Jones: Like your mother said. Come ’round. We can explain everything.
Martha: Dad. Just say “yes” or “no”. Is there someone else there?
Clive Jones: YES! Just run! Listen to me: just run! {the police grab him}
Martha: I’ve got to help them!
The Doctor: That’s exactly what they want! It’s a trap.
Martha: I don’t care!
Martha careening down the street: “The only place he can go is Planet Earth.” Great!
The Doctor: Careful!
Martha: What do we do?
Jack: We’ve got nowhere to go.
Martha: Doctor, what do we do?
The Master: Run, Doctor. Run for your life!
The Doctor: We run.
The Doctor: It still says “the Jones family taken in for questioning.” Tell you what though, no mention of Leo.
Martha: He’s not as daft as he looks. I’m talking about my brother on the run. How did this happen?
Jack: So Doctor, who is he? How come the ancient society of Time Lords created a psychopath?
Martha: And what is he to you? A colleague or—
The Doctor: A friend, at first.
Martha: I thought you were going to say he was your secret brother or something.
The Doctor: You’ve been watching too much TV.
Vivien Rook: If I haven’t returned to my desk by twenty-two hundred this file will be emailed to Torchwood. Which means if you’re watching this, then I’m… Anyway, the Saxon files are attached. But take a look at the Archangel document. That’s when it all started. When Harry Saxon became minister in charge of watching the Archangel Network.
The Doctor: What’s the Archangel Network?
Martha: I’ve got Archangel. Everyone’s got it.
Jack: It’s a mobile phone network. ‘Cause look, it’s gone worldwide. They’ve got fifteen satellites in orbit. Even the other networks, they’re all carried by Archangel.
The Doctor: It’s in the phones!
The Doctor: Three TARDIS keys. Three pieces of the TARDIS. All with low-level perception properties. Because the TARDIS is designed to blend in—well, sort of—but now! The Archangel Network’s got a second low-level signal, wear the key to the Network and, Martha, look at me, you can see me, yes?
Martha: Yup.
The Doctor: What about now? {her eyes shift focus} Hello! I’m here.
Martha: It’s like, I know you’re there, but I don’t wanna know.
The Doctor: And back again! See. It just shifts your perception a tiny little bit. Doesn’t make us invisible, just unnoticed. Oh! I know what’s it like: it’s like when you fancy someone and they don’t even know you exist. That’s what it’s like.
Jack to Martha: You too, huh?
Martha: I’m going to kill him.
Jack: What say I use the perception filter to walk up behind him and break his neck.
The Doctor: Now that sounds like Torchwood.
Jack: Still a good plan.
The Doctor: He’s a Time Lord. Which makes him my responsibility. I’m not here to kill him. I’m here to save him.
Jack: What the hell’s he done?
The Doctor: Don’t touch it.
Jack: I’m not going to.
Martha: What’s he done though? Sounds like it’s sick.
The Doctor: It can’t be. No no no no no. It can’t be.
Martha: Doctor, what is it?
The Doctor: He’s cannibalized the TARDIS.
Jack: Is this what I think it is?
The Doctor: It’s a paradox machine.
The Doctor: As soon as this hits red it activates. At this speed it’ll trigger at two minutes past eight.
Jack: First contact is at eight, then two minutes later…
Martha: What’s it for? What does a paradox machine do?
Jack: More important, can you stop it?
The Doctor: Not until I know what it’s doing. Touch the wrong bit it’ll blow up the solar system.
Martha: Then we’ve got to get to The Master.
Jack: Yeah, how’re we going to stop him?
The Doctor: Oh, I’ve got a way. Sorry, didn’t I mention it? {he grins}
Jack: Teleport.
Martha: I can’t.
Jack: We can’t stop him. Get out of here. Get out.
Martha looking out on the Toclafane invasion: I’m coming back.
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Last of the Time Lords
One Year Later
Martha: What’s your name then?
Tom Milligan (Tom Ellis): Tom. Milligan. No need to ask who you are. The famous Martha Jones. How long since you were last in Britain?
Martha: 365 days. It’s been a long year.
Tom: So what’s the plan?
Martha: This Professor Docherty, I need to see her. Can you get me there?
Tom: She works in a repair shed at Nuclear Plant Seven. I can get you inside. What’s this all for? What’s so important about her?
Martha: Sorry, the more you know the more you’re at risk.
Tom: There’s a lot of people depending on you. You’re a bit of a legend.
Martha: What does the legend say?
Tom: That you sailed the Atlantic, walked across America. That you were the only person to get out of Japan alive. “Martha Jones,” they say, “she’s gonna save the world.” Bit late for that.
Tom: Story goes that you’re the only person on Earth that can kill him. That you and you alone can kill the Master stone dead.
Martha: Let’s just drive.
Martha: All over the earth, those things. He’s even carved himself into Mount Rushmore.
Tom: Best to keep down.
Martha: You should see Russia. That’s shipyard number one. All the way from the Black Sea to the Bering Strait. There’s a hundred thousand rockets getting ready for war.
Tom: War? With who?
Martha: The rest of the universe. I’ve been out there, Tom, in space, before all this happened. And there’s a thousand different civilizations all around us with no idea of what’s happening here. The Master can build weapons big enough to devastate them all.
Tom: You’ve been in space?
Martha: Problem with that?
Tom: No. No, just, wow. Anything else I should know?
Martha: I’ve met Shakespeare.
Tom: I’m sorry.
Martha: The Doctor’s still alive.
Professor Docherty (Ellie Haddington): Obviously the Archangel Network would seem to be The Master’s greatest weakness. Fifteen satellites all around the Earth, still transmitting. That’s why there’s so little resistance. It’s broadcasting a telepathic signal that keeps people scared.
Tom: We could just take them out.
Professor Docherty: We could. Fifteen ground-to-air missiles. You got any on you? Besides, any military action the Toclafane descend.
Martha: They’re not called Toclafane. That’s a name The Master made up.
Professor Docherty: Then what are they then?
Martha: That’s why I came to find you. “Know your enemy.”
Sphere: Martha. Martha Jones.
Tom: It knows you.
Sphere: Sweet, kind Martha Jones. You helped us to fly.
Martha: What do you mean?
Sphere: You lead us to salvation.
Martha: Who are you?
Sphere: The skies are made of diamonds.
Martha: No. You can’t be him!
Sphere: We share each other’s memories. You sent him to Utopia.
Martha: Oh my god!
Tom: What’s it talking about? What’s it mean?
Docherty: What are they?
Tom: Martha, tell us. What are they?
Martha: They’re us. They’re humans. The human race from the future.
Martha: The Utopia Project was the last hope. Trying to find a way to escape the end of everything.
Sphere: There was no solution, no diamonds. Just the dark and the cold.
The Master: All that human invention that had sustained them across the eons. It all turned inward. They cannibalized themselves.
Sphere: We made ourselves so pretty.
The Master: Regressing into children. But it didn’t work. The universe was collapsing around them.
Sphere: But then the Master came with his wonderful time machine. To bring us back home.
Docherty: But that’s a paradox. If you’re the future of the human race and you’ve come back to murder your ancestors you should cancel yourselves out. You shouldn’t exist.
Martha: And that’s the paradox machine.
Professor Docherty: I think it’s time we had the truth, Miss Jones. Legend says you travelled the world to find a way of killing The Master. Tell us, is it true?
Martha: Just before I escaped, The Doctor told me. The Doctor and The Master, they’ve been coming to Earth for years. And they’ve been watched. There’s UNIT and Torchwood, all studying Time Lords in secret. And they made this. {she shows them the gun} The ultimate defense.
Tom: All you need is to get close, I can shoot The Master dead with this.
Professor Docherty: Actually you can put that down now thank you very much.
Martha: Point is, it’s not so easy to kill a Time Lord. They can regenerate. Literally bring themselves back to life.
Professor Docherty: Ah, The Master’s immortal. Wonderful.
Martha: Except for this. Four chemicals slotted into the gun. Inject him, kills a Time Lord permanently.
Professor Docherty: Martha. Could you do it? Could you actually kill him?
Martha: I’ve got no choice.
Professor Docherty: You might be many things, but you don’t look like a killer to me.
The crowd in the house starts to question Martha excitedly
Tom: Come on, just leave her alone. She’s exhausted.
Martha: No, it’s okay. They want me to talk. And I will.
Martha: I traveled across the world, from the ruins of New York to the fusion mills of China. Right across the radiation pits of Europe. And everywhere I went, I saw people just like you living as slaves. But if Martha Jones became a legend, then that’s wrong because my name isn’t important. There’s someone else. The man who sent me out there, the man who told me to walk the earth. And his name is The Doctor. He has saved your lives so many times and you never even knew he was there. He never stops, he never stays, he never asks to be thanked. But I’ve seen him, I know him. I love him. And I know what he can do.
The Master: Three minutes to align the black hold converters. Counting down! I never could resist a ticking clock. {to the Toclafane} My children, are you ready?!
Spheres: We will fly and blaze and slice! We will fly and blaze and slice!
The Master: At zero to mark this day, the child Martha Jones will die. My first blood. Any last words? No? Such a disappointment, this one. Days of old, Doctor, you had companions who could absorb the Time Vortex. This one’s useless. {He raises his screwdriver} Bow your head. And so it falls to me, as Master of all, to establish from this day a new order of Time Lords! From this day forward— ! {Martha starts laughing} What? What’s so funny?
Martha: A gun.
The Master: What about it?
Martha: A gun in four parts.
The Master: Yes. And I destroyed it.
Martha: A gun in four parts, scattered across the world. I mean come on, did you really believe that?
The Master: What do you mean?
The Doctor: As if I would ask her to kill.
The Master: Oh, well it doesn’t matter. I’ve got her exactly where I want her.
Martha: But I knew what Professor Docherty would do. The Resistance knew about her son. I told her about the gun so she’d get me here at the right time.
The Master: But you’re still gonna die.
Martha: Don’t you wanna know what I was doing, travelling the world?
The Master: Tell me.
Martha: I told a story, that’s all. No weapons, just words. I did just what The Doctor said. I went across the continents, all on my own. And everywhere I went I found the people and I told them my story. I told them about The Doctor. And I told them to pass it, to spread the word so that everyone would know about The Doctor.
The Master: Faith and hope. Is that all?
Martha: No. ‘Cause I gave them an instruction. Just as The Doctor said. I told them that if everyone thinks of one word, at one specific time—
The Master: Nothing will happen. Is that your weapon? Prayer?
Martha: —right across the world. One word, just one thought, at one moment, but with fifteen satellites.
The Master: What?
Jack: The Archangel Network.
Martha: The telepathic field, binding the whole human race together. With all of them, every single person on Earth, thinking the same thing at the same time. And that word is “Doctor.” {The Doctor starts to become young again}
The Master: Stop it. No no no, you don’t.
The Doctor: I’ve had a whole year to tune myself into the psychic network, integrate with its matrixes.
The Master: I order you to stop!
The Doctor: One thing you can’t do, is stop them thinking. Tell me the human race is degenerate now, when they can do this. {he rises in the air toward The Master} I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
The Master: Then I’ll kill them! {The Doctor takes away his screwdriver} You can’t do this! You can’t do this! It’s not fair!
The Doctor: And you know what happens now.
The Master: No! No! No. No!
The Doctor: You wouldn’t listen. ‘Cause you know what I’m going to say. {he cradles The Master} I forgive you.
The Master: My children.
Martha: Time was, every single one of these people knew your name. Now they’ve all forgotten you.
The Doctor: Good.
The Doctor: Right then! Off we go. The open road. There is a burst of star fire right now off the coast of Meta Sigma Folio. Oh, the sky is like oil on water. Fancy a look? Or back in time.We could, I don’t know. Charles the Second? Henry the Eighth? I know! What about Agatha Christie? I’d love to meet Agatha Christie. Bet she’s brilliant. {Martha stays silent} Okay.
Martha: I just can’t.
The Doctor: Yeah.
Martha: Spent all these years training to be a doctor, now I’ve got people to look after. They saw half the planet slaughtered and they’re devastated. I can’t leave them.
The Doctor: Of course not. Thank you. {they hug} Martha Jones, you saved the world.
Martha: Yes I did. I spent a lot of time with you thinking I was second best, but you know what? I am good. You gonna be alright?
The Doctor: Always, yeah.
Martha: Right then. Bye. {she leaves for a moment} Because the thing is, it’s like my friend Vicky. She lived with this bloke—student housing, five of them all packed in. And this bloke was called Sean. And she loved him. She did. She completely adored him. Spent all day long talking about him—
The Doctor: Is this going anywhere?
Martha: Yes. ‘Cause he never looked at her twice. I mean he liked her. That was it. And she wasted years pining after him. Years of her life. ‘Cause while he was around she never looked at anyone else. And
I told her, I always said to her, time and time again, I said, “Get out.” So this is me, getting out. {she tosses him her phone} Keep that. ‘Cause I’m not having you disappear. If that rings— when that rings, you better come running. You got it?
The Doctor: Got it.
Martha: I’ll see you again, Mister.
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