Doctor Who (2005–…): Season 13, Episode 3 - Chapter Three: Once, Upon Time - full transcript

What in the name of the saints? But
what is it you are saving them from?

The Flux.
What's the Flux?

This is Serving Commander
Inston-Vee Vinder leaving his post.

So, we still on
for Halloween drinks?

Eight o'clock.
Don't keep me waiting, you.

Diane. Come on in.

Four...

Hello again, Doctor.
Who are you?

..three...

Explain Mouri. Explain Atropos.

Before Atropos, time ran wild.



All time passes through the Mouri.

If the Mouri are broken,
time shall run unstoppable.

..two...

The Temple of Atropos is broken...

You know how to fix this?

..so I made a short term repair.
Yaz!

Tell me what you want.
..one.

All in good time.
HE CLICKS FINGERS

BEL: What I learned in the immediate
aftermath of the Flux

seems obvious now.

But it's only obvious
once you've lived it.

The biggest changes
to our lives start small.

Catastrophes creep in quietly.

And by the time you realise,



the life you once had
is already behind you.

The Dalek Sector is growing.

I thought I'd made it out,

but they just keep spreading.

Because since what
some people keep calling

the Beginning of the End,

who is there left to stop them?

Of course,
I call it the Dalek Sector,

I don't know for certain.

But it helps me understand,

because the maps definitely don't
make any sense any more.

Or the days.

Everything is disrupted.

But this isn't about Daleks.

For once, they're not
what worries me.

At least we understand them,

you and me, my love.
We've fought them.

It's the other things...

..whatever they are.

Appearing from nowhere.

Feasting on the wreckage.

Coming for survivors of the Flux.

I must admit, some days
I feel like...

..they want to stop me
from getting to you.

But nothing is going to stop me
getting to you.

I spend my life walking into
new places

and weighing things up fast.

Who's who? Who has the power?
Who's in danger?

How fast danger is coming?

Also, how likely my friends are
to die.

I've got good at figuring
all of that out at speed.

Three...

Right now, big danger.
No obvious solutions.

Well, one solution,
one massive risk.

All in good time.
You don't mess with time.

You don't put yourself
and your friends

in the midst of a time storm
unless there's no alternative.

John Burroughs once said to me,
"Leap and the net will appear."

He was talking metaphorically,

whereas right now...

TENSE MUSIC PLAYS

THE DOCTOR SCREAMS

I'm sorry.

I had to buy us time. Literally.

We're in the heart
of the time storm,

sheltering in broken time.

No! Yaz...

Dan!

Time is pulling you back.
I'm coming to get you.

No!

How did you get in here?

Broken and disrupted time.

Everything is corrupted.

I have to rescue them.

No. Not me as well,
I have too much to do...

SCREAMS

What's the update, boss?

Trubial Monument is down.
Only the central temple left.

Where are the hostages?
We don't know. No traces.

The only information we have is five
Passenger forms in main temple.

Where are we on aerial?
Aerial shelling now complete.

Should've weakened primary defences
to give us a way in.

Just give the word.

Enough equipment remaining
to breach the entrance?

You said come prepared.

We also have temporal erasure
options,

should we require them.

Where is this?

Why...?

What are you wearing?

Temporal hazing?

Happens to the best of us.

When is this?

Ow! What did you do that for?

She loves doing that.
She so loves doing that.

I do love doing that.
Should block the temporal hazing.

You back with us?

We need to get this job done
and end the siege of Atropos.

Atropos.

That's where I found you.

Tell psy-ops to alert the Mouri
skeins, they should be on standby,

and tell the fleet to ramp up
second wave of aerial shelling.

We all know why we're here.

We rescue those hostages,
end the siege, reset time

so the universe can function again.

The only way in's through the front,

risking our lives to save others'.

The usual.

On my command.

The universe is relying on us.

What are you doing here?

I seem to have two coffees

and one of them's a skinny latte
with an extra shot.

Weird. That's the way I have it.

Is it?

That's lucky...

You all right?

Yeah, sorry.

Just lost me bearings.

So how was your date?
It wasn't a date.

All right, so, how was your thing
that wasn't a date?

I fell asleep in front of him.

I thought you were going for pizza.

I fell asleep, in me pizza,
in front of him.

No!

He was so boring. I woke up with him
picking bits of mozzarella

off me cheek and asking the waiter
to call an ambulance.

I had to lie and tell him
I was narcoleptic.

I mean, I obviously am,
in reaction to him.

Am I boring you?

No. Just thought I saw...

Doesn't matter.

Why aren't you married?

You're taking no prisoners tonight,
are you?

You're not a kid and you're not
the ugliest fella in this city,

so what's wrong with you?

Why aren't you married
with triplets?

It nearly happened, once.

15 years ago?

Lost count now.

I was engaged to get married.

Two days before,
she changed her mind.

Ouch.

Said she'd been thinking about it,

properly couldn't bear spending
the rest of her life with me.

So, thought she could do better.

Oh, my God. Brutal.

That's life, innit?

Nobody gets by without some bruises.

God, I loved her.

When is this?

What?

Did we move?

Have we done this before?

Why am I here?

I was waiting.

You didn't come.

Where were you, Dan?

Where were you, Dan?

Found you...

Doctor, what are you doing?

I can't hold on to everything...

Er...

But if you go three doors down,
they've got them half the price.

So I was like, "Have you not seen
what they're charging there?"

And they were like "No, we don't
care". So I said, "Well, why would I
buy them here for this price

"when they're half the price
three doors down?" And she said,
and she was so snotty,

"It's up to you, isn't it?" And I
said, "Yes, it is" and I've never
stepped inside that shop since,

and who's the loser now?
It's not even like I'm that bothered
about satsumas.

Doctor?

You all right?

Yeah.

What is that?

Oh, you've got a bit of
salad dressing.

Yaz, I'm trying to break through
to your time stream,

but there's a barrier, like
something's trying to keep me out...

There we are. All gone now.

Qualified highest in all streams.

Exceptional honours award

and a commendation for saving
the life of three colleagues

on your most recent mission.

Any pilot would have done the same.

No. Because they didn't.

You were the only one
to fly into the blaze.

Your training craft received
fatal damage.

You were lucky to escape
with your life.

Yes and no. Yes, the damage
to the craft was bad.

No, I don't believe I was lucky.
I made a judgment call

and it came off.

That's what we train for.

I remember this.

But it wasn't you.

You weren't here.

Commander.

Yes. Sorry.

No record of post-traumatic
psycho disturbance.

I've taken all offers of counselling
and term-coming.

No problems.

Don't mind me.
I'm trying not to be distracting.

Let me just...

Did you...?

Did I what?

Nothing.

You do realise this is
a prestigious posting

with the highest level
of security clearance?

I understand.

You'll be permanently at the side of
the Grand Serpent.

It will be arduous.

The Grand Serpent is demanding.

Yes. Absolute discretion
and absolute fidelity

are the minimum expected.
I understand.

Don't make me regret this.

Meaning?

The posting is yours.

Thank you, sir. It's an honour.

It is.

Make sure you remember that.

Do not let the Grand Serpent down.

Blow the doors in.

I've got about 11 nitros
of reducer left.

We use it soon as the doors go.

Keeps us at normal speed but slows
down the rest of the environment.

We've gotta make
the most of it...

Our entire focus is
locate the Ravagers.

GASPING FOR AIR

Oh, wow, supersized Mouri.

Hey, where was I?
That wasn't my time stream.

And why were Dan, Yaz
and that lad there?

You have put yourself at risk
in here, Doctor.

Time is playing games with you all.

You understand what I'm trying
to do by throwing myself in here.

The pressure of the time storm
will be too much, even for you...

I will not let them die.

I can do this.

I can absorb it...

Help me with it and I can help you.

Time resists,
it is pulling you back.

Agh!

Listen up, Ravagers.

You are intruders in
the Temple of Atropos.

The Temple is surrounded.

There's no way out of here,

and no way off this planet.

We've come to reclaim what you took.

You do not belong here,

so you might as well surrender

to save matters getting
too unpleasant.

I know you can hear me.

Tell your remaining troops
to surrender now,

or they'll have me
to answer to.

Who the hell are you?

And what are you doing
in my reflection?

What are you doing here?

Is this the Atropos
defence systems?

I'm you.

Which means...

..this is my past.

I'm in a memory.

What do you mean, you're me?

Nah, I don't think so.

I'm your future.

I threw myself into a time storm
here in the future

to protect myself and my friends.

But it's thrown me down
into my own time stream,

in the middle of a memory
that I've lost.

I'm losing control of it all...

No time to admire yourself, boss!

Bit of praise for the effective
reducer wouldn't go amiss.

Yeah. You're pretty smart
for a dog.

Oi! Language.
What did you call him?

Tell me who you are.
All of you.

If this temporal hazing gets
any worse,

we'll have to relieve her of
command. We can't risk the mission.

We're your team.

My team...

You talk to her. We'll cover.

It's all right, boss,
we understand the pressure.

Final push, we do this,
you're clear.

Clear?

They promised,
they'll stick to it. Final attack.

Retake the chamber,
retake the planet.

And you'll be free of all this.
That's the point, isn't it?

If you say so...

Why don't I know?

Why don't I remember how this ends?

If you've thrown yourself into
a time storm

and that storm's thrown you
in here,

you might never get back.

And my friends will die

submerged in their own time stream.

Then you've got a lot
to figure out.

What am I running from?
We've got him!

Don't shoot.

Why are you dallying here?

I'm not dallying,
I'm trying to get out.

Last I knew, I was somewhere else.
And now I'm not. Again.

Why do you disobey the task?

What task?

Back, vile demons!

I spite you all.

Now, what is this?

Has your mind deserted you?

Are you now a fool?

It's really beginning
to feel that way.

So where've you come from?

Mason Street, clearly.

Mason Street, Edge Hill?

Well, of course, Edge Hill.
Where else?

That's right by where I live,
are we near there now?

No, sir.

Very far.

Very, very far!

BUZZING
Sssh.

BUZZING

Is that what you were firing at?

No.

Those mites,

I have seen them remove people

and objects from this mortal plane.

Wait, wait, they return!

Right, stay put, don't move.

I'm coming in.

Quantum disruption,
not exactly helping,

but you should be safe
from those particles here.

I'm trying to hide you, but you keep
fidgeting out of your time stream.

I'm over here.

Hang on, pushing through.

Wait.

It's not me.

The world keeps moving.

I'm hiding you here,
in your own time stream,

while I try and get the Mouri
into place.

But it's hard. I mean,
borderline impossible.

Time is breaking,

hunting down anomalies.

Which means there's a problem.

Another problem. A lot of problems.

Not that I want to worry you,
cos I don't, but I have. So, sorry.

I'll fix this.
Just don't disappear...

Good news. I found a ship.

One lone ship.

The last relic of the Lupari,

who seem to have just vanished
from their home galaxy.

Do you think the Flux got them, too?

Anyway, we got out the space port
before it blew up,

made it through the outer
barriers of the Dalek Sector

without being exterminated, just.

There are bodies and wreckage
everywhere.

It feels like the last days of
the universe.

And here I am, still doing
what I do best,

piloting a ship.

Only now I'm watching
planets crumble,

and space lanes fill with debris.

Who'd have thought that one thing
could do so much damage?

And any time I think we've found
a brief sanctuary,

life proves me wrong.

Because apparently, this is
the Cyber Sector now.

Cyber Armies ransacking what's left,

converting the few who remain,

and in the dark moments,
I think...

..the bad guys have won.

But I know what you'd say -

"Challenges are temporary,
life is constant.

"Don't overthink it,
just move forward."

And I can still hear you
telling me that.

So I am. We are.

Me and Tigmi, moving forward.

Hoping that you're right.

Hoping we'll see you soon.

And I'm ignoring the creature
in a bar who told me,

"Atropos is falling,
the Mouri are compromised,

"and time is beginning to run wild."

Because if the Flux
is eroding space,

and time is breaking down,

then what hope do we ever have
of finding each other again?

Take in that view.

You know who would never
get in here?

Frey Sampor.

Cos they don't let losers in.

You have two tasks as guardian
of the Grand Serpent,

protect me

and record the meeting
so there's no...

..misunderstandings later.

Our guest today comes
seeking a deal.

The Alforia want an alliance

where we shelter them
under our security protocols.

In return,

they provide our population
with food and safety

for generations to come.

Everybody wins.

What did you say?

I mean, I can see...

..that there are benefits
for both sides.

Oh. You can see that?

You understand this.

Supremacy, I didn't mean...

You want my seat?

Do you want to be me?

I was only expressing solidarity,
Supremacy, my apologies.

I don't need solidarity
from a grunt.

What I need is for you to be silent
and do as you're ordered.

Understood.

They've docked.

Be ready.

I don't want to relive this.

I don't want to relive this.

Yaz, again, what are you doing here?

Come on, you are so bad at this.

I don't even like playing
video games.

Nobody calls them video games.

Whatever you wanna call them,
I'm not good at them.

But you're helping me, cos this lad
ain't gonna look at me

if I don't know my way
around a controller.

I'm going to learn to be
ace at this,

so the next time I'm in a room
with him,

he's going to look at me and think,

"Who's the sexy girl
with the nimble fingers?"

No human being is ever gonna look
at you and think those words.

All right, I'm super
freaking out now...

To save you and that lad on Atropos,
who I've not even met yet,

from being overwhelmed by time,

I took it upon myself to jump into
one of the burned out Mouris' place,

to divert you from having
to absorb the Time Force...

But if time would've overwhelmed me,
what's it gonna do to you?

Yeah, well, I've got
a bit more practice,

not to mention an entirely
different biology.

Me and the Mouri are connected.

We're hiding all of you
in your own time streams.

In your own memories, past,
present or even future.

What you looking at me
like that for?

Sorry. I'm split across
multiple events,

multiple time streams.

I can't be constant. Multiple crisis

and I'm still trying to work out
the plan. You're camouflaged here,

because this is where you belong.

The best place to hide you all
is in your own lives.

Except it's not.
These things haven't happened to me.

This isn't my house,
the details are wrong.

Yes, I think there's something's
wrong with your time stream.

Yaz?

Don't blink.

There are Angels disrupting
your time stream.

It's stalking me.

What is it?!

Quit the game.

You have to keep your eyes on it.

If the Angel gets you,
it will propel you back in time.

I won't know where you are,
you could be lost forever

and I won't be able to find you.

Yaz, I'm being pulled away...

Do you want me to be
single forever?

No.

Come on, Doctor.

You're in here for a reason,

fix the future, fix Atropos,

protect Yaz and that lad.

I'm being pulled away again,

dragged back to Atropos in the past.

Of course you've made yourselves
thrones.

You've no shame.

Only pride.

You should know that by now.

Surrender now and your sentences
will be merciful.

Banishment...

..or execution?

Surrender?

To the four of you?

Don't underestimate me.

It's a difficult moral high ground
you occupy.

If you don't stop killing things,

we'll kill you.

If there's further death
or bloodshed,

your punishments will be worse.

Erasure of identity.

Isolation prison terms for the
infinite duration of the universe.

Working for the Division must be
so compromising.

You've already lost.
I'm just trying to reason with you.

How can we have lost
with so many hostages?

You understand what Passenger is?

The Passenger is
a long forbidden form.

Barred from this dimension,
for good reason.

A thing of beauty.

A holding entity,

able to store what it has
captured within.

A living prison,

with endless capacity.

Hundreds of thousands of life forms
locked away within each Passenger.

Five Passengers,

millions of lives.

Kept a list, have we?

Kept the numbers?

One Passenger destroyed.
We need the Mouri now...

I'm trying...

You think we would cower
before the Division

when we have taken control
of its dirty secret?

A planet called Time.

Thinking this could bring
the Dark Times to an end.

Time is not controllable, Doctor.

It will not do as other beings bid.

It will.

It must.

Here we are, still engaged
in the Founding Conflict.

There is no greater battle

than this the battle between
Time and Space.

And Time shall not lose.

Time shall never surrender to Space.

No planetary mass,
however sophisticated,

can imprison the force of Time.

This planet,

this construction
is not just a fallacy,

not just futile hubris,

it is heresy.

And see how many lives it has cost.

Keep away from it...

That's the second.
It's a massacre in there...

We can't let her lose any more.

The Mouri are ready,
the Mouri are connected.

Oh...

..is that Passenger meant
to glow like that?

Mouri...

Tell me you did not
bring them here.

You were warned...

They shall not have this!

You know the thing about
a Passenger form?

You'd better be sure
you know where they've been,

or everything that's held
inside them,

maybe even hidden,

ready to be summoned.

Cos that one
infiltrated your temple,

substituted for one of yours,

and inside waiting for my command...

Out you come, Mouri.

This is your time.

No! The Mouri must not be allowed
back in.

They are banished.

Time is not their prisoner!

Stasis fields, now.

We shall not be contained!

Get them transported
out of here, now.

Mission accomplished, boss.

Yes.

I need your help.

You and me together.

We save my friends in the future

by replicating what happened
in the past.

Same problem, same solution.

Embed yourselves in the Temple
as you did before.

The Passenger is there.

We need four of you to replace
the burned-out Mouri,

let four be waiting.

You have to do this
or time will fracture

across all of the space. Please.

Come on.

Come on, make hyper for me.

Whoooo!

Oh, I miss that rush.

Yeah...

How you doing, Tigmi? Huh?

Slightly elevated, but that's
to be expected, right?

Right, I'm hoping
the nav charts are up-to-date.

They are, but they're not good.

The Dalek Empire expanding
over here.

Sontarans starting
to spread over here.

And us, exiting the Cyber Zone
as fast as we can.

Wait, what's that?

Did we make it out or...?

Guess not.

Prepare to convert
organic life forms.

Yeah?

Convert this.

How many Cybermen
in this part of the galaxy?

7,000,313,409.

I like our odds, Tigmi.

So what is happening to Time?

I mean,
I get what happened with the Flux,

but something has started
affecting Time.

Correct.
Flux event affected the planet Time.

Temporal centre cannot hold.

I have no idea what that means.

But it doesn't sound good.

OK, so, what is the strategic aim

of the Cyber race post-Flux?

Secure territorial advance.

Convert all organic life forms
remaining.

And then what?
We shall command. We shall rule.

Over what?

There's barely anything left.

The universe is disappearing.

All that is left shall be ours.

The Cyber victory shall be ultimate.

It shall be hollow.

Pointless.

So you guys, Daleks and Sontarans,
all fighting for the spoils,

as if nothing has changed.

In the end, it'll come down
to you fighting each other

and wiping each other out.

Actually,
that's quite a good thing.

What is your mission?

What?

What is your mission?

I'm one person,
out here in the broken universe.

My mission doesn't impinge on you.

I must record.

Fine.

Just put...

..love.

Incorrect.

What?

Love is not a mission.

Love is an emotion.
Emotions are not missions.

And that's why you're dead on floor,

and I put you there.

Love is the only mission.

Idiot.

Right?

I'm gonna get us
to where we need to be

and who we need to be with.

That's my promise to you.

Thank you,
my valued Alforian friends.

Well, it looks like we've come
to an agreement,

on one condition.

You can stop the recording now,
Vinder.

Supremacy, I'm duty-bound...

Shut it off.

Was my order unclear?

Stopping recording, sir.

You're sheltering a number of
dissidents on Alforus Extant.

I'm going to give you
a list of nine people.

Five of them are to be returned
to us, to face justice.

They must face the consequences
for their treasonous actions.

The other four,

the other four are family members
of my dear opponent

and vocal critic, Frey Sampor.

They need to have an accident.

It's important they're involved
in an unexpected tragedy.

Natural disaster.

Landslide.

Hunting accident.

You decide.

You don't need to tell me.

But they have to die.

And those are my final conditions.

And you want to make this official?

They're dead. You saw the reports.

An accident on the lunar range.

You want to report that
the Grand Serpent is responsible?

It was his condition
for the alliance.

There's no evidence
on the recording.

No, he asked me to stop
the recording.

What do you want to achieve here,
Commander Vinder?

He needs to be held to account.

You understand this report
will reach him, if filed?

There are processes,
though, right?

Other people see it.
There are whistle-blower protocols.

Established by the Grand Serpent.

Have you spoken
to your family about any of this?

No. You're the first,
as my commanding officer.

I took an oath.

I swore my loyalty
to our constitution.

Not to any one person.

To something bigger.
More important.

So...

..here's a choice.

I can submit this...

..or I can not submit this.

Don't make me relive this bit.

People need to know the truth.

Submit it.

Sit down, Commander.

Hi, it's me.

I won't be coming back off tour
when I expected.

It may be a lot longer
before I see you again.

Now, I don't want you to worry,

but there was an incident.

I was immediately reposted.

Look, I can't say any more,
because...

I'm sorry.

I was doing the right thing.

I'm permitted one message,
I hope it gets to you.

I love you.

Time's correcting.
I'll file the report for Division.

I've seen that before.

Oi.

You know the rules,
don't touch what you can't afford.

We know each other.

Temporal hazing's getting
to the boss again...

Time to move.

Bring the Passengers,

we'll extract the hostages back
onboard the ship.

We have done as you asked, Doctor.

We have returned four Mouri
to your time.

Now you must return.

You must not linger
in your own time stream.

Not yet. Not just yet...

The force of Time will break you.

But this is my only chance
to find out more...

More?
Who I was. Who I am.

It's all in here,
if I can just find it...

Your body is breaking, Doctor.
We can sense it. You must leave.

One more memory.

One more piece of my past.

Let me have some...

..some explanation.

You will die in here.

Just give me something!

Give me the end,
give me the end of what I was in...

No.

You can't force me out!

Stop fighting now, Doctor.

Who are you?

Where am I?

You think you can navigate
all those time streams

without anyone noticing?

You're fighting a lost cause.

You need to stop.

Lost causes are my speciality.

Not this time.

There'll be no glory awaiting you
on this one.

You seem to think
you're very well informed.

I'm telling you, the damage
to Time is already done.

As intended.

Intended?

Hm. The Flux event was spatial.

But it was possible
it wouldn't be enough.

The Ravagers,

Swarm and Azure,
are rare and useful creatures.

Now they have been reintroduced.

Think of them as
a temporal poison,

or contagion.

I'm sorry, I'm normally very good
at keeping up with things,

but you lost me quite early on.
Where are we?

And how do you know me
and I don't know you?

Always the wrong questions.

This universe is over, Doctor.
Hm?

And you get to call it, do you?

Everything has its time.

Nothing is forever.
Nothing is certain.

Not you and not this universe
you seem to love so much.

This universe is home to innumerable
species and life forms.

Don't lecture me, Doctor.

Not when you should look
to yourself.

The Flux wasn't an accident.

It wasn't a naturally occurring
event.

It was made. It was placed.

What?

Because of you.

What are you talking about?

All is ending.

And don't come looking for this.

You can go.

I will not go.

No, no, no.

Put me back, put me back.

I want to go back in there.
I have to get back in.

Doctor, it's OK...
It's not OK!

Not for me!

You don't understand anything.

All right.
I had a chance while it was broken.

Well, it's not now.

The Mouri, they're all back.

You saved our lives.

SWARM: Well done, Doctor.

Did you have fun in there,
discovering the past you've lost?

You may have forgotten,
but we did not.

AZURE: We brought you here
knowing what you would do.

This is only the beginning.

Ugh...

DAN: I've seen this stuff before.

SWARM: Particles of the Time Force.

Tiny fragments of
temporal destruction,

which will erode whatever
they touch.

You may have repaired,

but Time was unleashed
for long enough.

The damage is done.

And if the Flux wrecked Space,

then we have disrupted
the flow of Time,

however briefly.

DAN: No, you haven't.
And we're gonna stop you. Right?

Right, Doctor?

SWARM: Dan Lewis.

We have something of yours.

You're not the only one who can hide
things in Passenger, Doctor.

Where am I now?

Di. Dan...

I can't get to you.

What happened to you?
What're you doing here?

Stay there, Dan...
I've gotta get her...

You can't, you mustn't.
Course I can. Get off me.

Do as you're told. You have no idea
what you're dealing with, I do.

Stay there.

VINDER: I'll help you get her back.
Promise.

SWARM: No, she's our toy now.

LAUGHS

What do you want?

To reign in hell.

Sorry, what is this?

Stick your head in.

Go on.

What?!

Is this a TARDIS?

It is, isn't it?

I didn't even think these were real.

Wait, this can get me home.

After all this time.

Can I pilot it?
Will you show me?

No. Get in.

Doctor, seriously.
We can't leave here without her.

She's not here, Dan.

But we'll get her back, I promise.

We'll get Vinder home,
we'll rescue Diane,

we'll find out
who's behind the Flux,

and what it's got to do with me.

Why would it have anything
to do with you?

Does everything have to be
a discussion?

Go on - in.

Did you repair?

Can you repair?

I really hope so.

I'm sorry.

I was doing the right thing.

I'm only permitted one message.

I hope it gets to you.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Don't we, Tigmi?

You know,

we'll break it if it we watch it
too many more times.

I wonder if he looks different.

We're coming, Vinder.

We waited and now we're looking
and we're close.

We'll be there soon.

TIGMI BEEPS

Me and your beautiful
as yet unborn child.

This is your home?

It was.

Looks like the Flux ripped
through here, too.

I can take you anywhere.

No. I have to find someone...

Mate, it's a lost cause...

No.

I know she would've been here.

I need to find her.

Stay in touch.

Whenever you need us, press 0.

It's a direct line to us.

Be safe.

TARDIS DOOR CLOSES

TARDIS VWORPS

I'm back home.

I came looking for you.

But there's no home left.

The Flux took that, too.

But I'm not giving up.

I'll find you...

..whatever it takes.

Doctor!

Oh, no...

That you yelling?

What's the matter?

What's that?

A Weeping Angel. Don't blink.

Why not?

Keep your eyes on the Angel,
stay behind by me...

I think I just blinked.

It's at the controls. Doctor.

THE DOCTOR GASPS

The Angel has the TARDIS.

Can you state your name, please?

Claire Brown.

We're missing a little girl.
Ten years old.

Maggie! Maggie! Maggie!

It's happening again.

Was that scarecrow there
a minute ago?

Everyone in the village disappears
on the 21st of November 1967.

Tonight.

What's going on?!

Jericho, wait!

I'm not blinking!