The Sarah Jane Adventures (2007–2011): Season 2, Episode 9 - The Temptation of Sarah Jane Smith: Part 1 - full transcript
A little boy from the early 1950s wanders through a time gap into the present and Sarah Jane returns him, finding herself and Luke in Foxgrove the village where she was born. It is the day that her parents, who left her by the roadside as a baby,will be killed in a car crash. She meets them at a village fair and, to prevent their deaths, tampers with the car. When she and Luke return to the present, a ruined London is in the grip of the Trickster, who appears to thank her. the little boy was the Graske, sent to force her to change time. The village was built on a time fault and her tampering with it enabled him to come through a time fissure and take over the capital.
Hey, you! Stay there. Stop!
Get after him!
Shout at him, brilliant!
Found anything?
BEEPING
Got it! In there.
Stop! Please, I can help you!
Please!
It's OK, you're safe, you're safe.
A time fissure.
We're staring into time.
It's beautiful.
That poor boy must have
ended up here.
It's happened before.
Missing people, lost in time.
But if we stepped through there,
we could travel in time.
Amazing! Uh-uh.
It's not safe.
We'll send the kid back home.
Then I'll use the Converter
to reduce the energy ratio and close
the gap, I hope.
Like a time puncture repair kit?
Yeah. Exactly like.
Sarah Jane! We got him!
What's going on?
Don't worry, everything's going
to be all right. Hello.
What's your name?
Oscar. Who are you lot?
Where am I? Don't worry about that.
You're going home, Oscar.
Just step through. You'll be safe.
There's nothing to be scared of.
Go through.
I promise you'll be safe.
No. I'm scared.
Luke.
Come on. It's all going to be fine.
I promise you.
Back in two ticks.
And this is home, yes?
Yes. I was just going for a walk.
Suddenly I was in that
strange place.
Forget it ever happened. Forget me.
OK?
No, it can't be.
What's the name of that place?
Foxgrove. It's where I live.
What year is this? Please. Tell me.
The date. It's 1951. July 1951.
No.
Go, go, go!
No.
Oh, no, you don't, Sarah Jane Smith.
Did I do it properly, sir?
You did it beautifully.
Soon I will do battle once more
with Sarah Jane Smith.
She will return here.
The one time and place that she
cannot resist.
And this time, the triumph
shall be mine!
EVIL LAUGH
How did it go?
Fine. Just fine. I sent Oscar home.
What about you? How are you?
Fine. Why shouldn't I be?
What's on the other side?
What was it like?
Did you see anything? Nothing much.
This place used to be countryside.
Right. Better close it up.
We could go through there,
into another time.
We might never get the chance again.
Can't we just have a look?
Five minutes? No. I'm sorry, Clyde.
But it's too dangerous.
You've seen it in the movies.
You go back you change one tiny
thing, it has terrible consequences.
You've travelled through time
in the TARDIS. With the Doctor,
who knew what he was doing,
most of the time.
This is different,
and I'm closing it up, forever.
Job done. Let's go home.
Bye, Sarah Jane. Yeah.
See you tomorrow? Bye, Rani.
No good at hiding how she feels, is
she? She said she was fine.
She spent the ride back staring,
not saying anything.
Didn't complain when Steve Wright
came on. And played the Hoosiers.
Something happened when she went
back in time. And it's up to you
to find out the whole story.
Ciao.
The energy spike now registers
minimal activity, Sarah Jane.
The fissure is no longer active.
Thank you, Mr Smith.
Can you give me the details
of the area over the last century?
In particular,
a village called Foxgrove.
The village of
Foxgrove was sited here.
It was mainly noted for
the ruins of a Cistercian abbey.
The entire village was demolished
in 1964 to make way for an A road.
The area now comprises housing on
the edges of Broughton New Town.
It's right there.
Oh, why didn't I realise?
I'm sorry, Sarah Jane,
I don't understand your question.
I was talking to myself.
I see. Sorry I spoke.
Sarah Jane, forgive me,
but is there anything else
I can help you with? No, thanks.
Are you sure?
Positive! Goodbye for now.
Oh, no, you don't, my girl.
I can't. I mustn't. And I won't!
Mum? What's the matter?
I'm fine. I'm fine! Why is everybody
asking me if there's anything wrong?
Rani, you, even the computer.
I've gotta say, Mum,
you're very, very unconvincing. Oh.
It's that bad?
Oh, Luke. I'm sorry.
Who are they?
Barbara and Eddie Smith.
My mum and dad.
They died when you were just a baby.
What exactly happened?
We lived in a village
called Foxgrove,
that's where I was born.
One afternoon in August 1951,
they got in their car, drove off.
And they never came back.
There was an accident?
A tractor had broken down
in the lane.
They went straight into it.
You got out OK?
I wasn't with them.
They left me behind, in my pram,
at the side of the road. Alone.
They must have had a reason.
To leave a three-month-old baby
on its own?
So your Aunt Lavinia brought you up?
Dad's sister, the family genius.
She did the best she could.
But she was so busy.
Never in one place long
enough to lick a stamp.
She always said my mum and dad
were the best parents in the world.
But I couldn't help thinking,
was she covering up for them?
Because that day they just upped
and left their baby alone.
Left me behind.
Where were they going in the car?
Nobody knew. They just took off.
I've never told anybody this.
Not even the Doctor.
All these years I tried to forget,
to pretend it didn't matter.
And then today we
found that time fissure.
It leads right there, to Foxgrove,
July 1951, a month before they died.
I actually saw the village.
My mum and dad, they're down there.
You want to go back.
Well, why not?
Just for a moment, just to see them?
I can't! Stepping back in time,
into your own past, is so dangerous.
And think about it.
It's all too convenient.
It could be a trap. Or a coincidence.
No. It must be a trap.
Which is another reason
for not going.
Somebody's been very clever.
But not clever enough.
They've put the idea in my head.
Put the bait on the hook.
This one's not biting.
I'm strong enough to say no.
I must be out of my mind.
Mum?
I know where you're going.
And I'm coming with you.
No, I won't let you risk it.
I just want to make sure
you're all right. Oh, Luke.
Not a school night either, is it?
Straight there, straight back
and we won't tell anybody.
Where d'you get the clothes?
Back of my wardrobe.
Simple, classic, it'll do the job.
You used to wear that?
Seriously? Listen, kid,
the '50s came back in the '70s.
I remember when
this was quite the thing.
I can still change my mind.
I can still walk away.
I could meet myself as a baby,
that's so dangerous.
If I touched her there
could be a huge explosion.
But you know that, so you won't.
It's your choice.
It's only dangerous to go back
in time if you change something,
and you're not going to.
What would you do? I'd go.
Any normal person would.
I think even I'm normal
enough to know that.
And if it is a trap, this is the
only way to find out who's behind it.
That sounds like a good, rational
reason I can give myself, anyway.
There you go. Thank you.
You know something? You're brilliant.
The fissure should stay
open for about an hour,
but I'll be back before then.
Mum, it's closing.
No! Mum!
Yes! The trap is closing!
EVIL LAUGH
Luke! What on earth are you doing?
I had to come, it was closing up,
I had no choice!
It's gone! Mum. Don't panic.
Give me the Converter. It's OK.
Time fissures, they can be erratic.
But it's still active, I can
open it again, we can get back.
We're back in time.
1951.
It's incredible. It's daytime.
That's time travel.
Jet lag you wouldn't believe.
The village.
You should go back.
Mind you, every time I use
this, it weakens the link.
Well, now you're here,
you might as well come with me.
Is that OK?
You're part of the family too,
aren't you?
She did it!
Come on!
Luke!
Lukey-boy!
Rani!
Rani! Mum, it's a Saturday!
You've got a visitor.
What?
I'm having a lie-in!
Can't keep trouble away.
Good job your dad didn't see him.
Their phones are off.
And me and Luke are meeting up.
He never ever forgets.
I tell you,
my Clydey-sense is tingling.
They might've just gone out. Or
what if Sarah Jane's been grabbed?
Right. We'll make
a list of all her enemies.
Great idea. Shouldn't take us more
than 15 years! Mr Smith, I need you!
Where are Sarah Jane and Luke?
I have no information.
Come on,
did she say where they've gone?
No, Rani. She did not.
See! That's weird.
What if it's aliens?
They've been abducted. They
could be being probed right now.
There are no signs of
alien activity. In fact...
In fact what? Spit it out.
It is not my function
to venture opinion.
Or to prognosticate
the behaviour of humans.
But I have a theory about where
they've gone, or rather, when.
Uh-oh. Didn't like how
that sentence ended up.
Mr Smith, give us your theory.
Sarah Jane was born
in the village of Foxgrove.
She lived there as a baby,
at the exact period to which
the fissure leads. Her mum and dad!
They were alive then.
She's gone back to see them.
Whoa. Obvious trap!
Like if it was you, you wouldn't go?
Information. Energy pulse detected.
Energy pulse? Where? Behind you.
Oh, no. Bad news.
Tell me.
Last year,
some really weird stuff went down.
I never got my head round it, but...
some alien thing took Sarah
Jane out of time completely,
but Maria could still remember
her because she had this box.
It protects you
against some other alien -
little midget thing, the Graske.
And, er, bad time things in general.
How does it protect you?
I dunno. With its boxy goodness?
We can remember Sarah Jane and Luke,
nothing's changed.
Something's making it flash though.
We've gotta get after them,
warn them.
She'll have taken the Converter.
We can't get through the fissure. We
can try, and that might help us.
It's only half an hour on the train.
Nobody about.
Look.
They must be down there.
Come on then.
Just one look.
I just want to see them, that's all.
I know, me too.
But Luke, they abandoned me.
What kind of people are they?
Do I really want to know the answer?
You can't turn back now.
TANNOY: Everybody,
could I have your attention, please?
The raffle prizes will be announced
at five o'clock sharp!
Thank you!
These people, they look so excited.
It's 1951. They're still
on rations after the war.
No mobile phones, no TV.
I see. This is what old people call
making your own entertainment.
Sarah Jane!
Look what Mummy's got
for you, Sarah Jane.
It's her, my mum.
BABY CRIES
Sarah Jane!
And that must be... I know. Me.
Looks like a pretty good mum.
So why did she leave me?
You can hardly go up and ask.
I can if I'm careful.
That wasn't the plan.
You wanted to see her, now you have.
Plans change.
It's her. My mum.
Hello. Oh, hello.
Sorry. I thought you were...
I thought you were... I thought
I knew you. Oh, that's all right.
Lovely baby. Yeah, thanks, she is.
Come on. Guess how many
gobstoppers in there, penny a go.
I'd say it was 676.
You what? What did you say?
676. If you take the cubic volume
of the jar in centimetres,
and then divide by the size
of each sweet,
allowing for the spaces in between.
Just put your name down there.
Centimetres? You from abroad?
No. We're from London.
What's she called? Sarah Jane.
You look like you adore her.
Yeah.
Eddie!
Made it eventually, then? Had to
leave the car up by the memorial.
Ruddy horsebox parked
outside the house.
Hello. Hello, strangers!
Welcome to the village fete.
Fete worse than death!
You staying over the pub?
No, just passing through.
A holiday.
Oh, well, lovely day for it.
Eddie Smith. I'm...
I'm Victoria Beckham.
And I'm David Beckham.
Nice to meet you. I'm Barbara.
How's my little darling? She been
behaving herself? Quiet as a lamb.
Beautiful, ain't she? Oh, Mrs King
says can you help out in the tent?
They're a bit short-handed.
Go on, I'll mind the stall.
Righty-ho. Bye-bye, bye-bye.
I'll help out -
another pair of hands?
That's all right.
I like to be useful.
Mum, are you sure?
We should get back soon.
I'll only be a moment. OK. Meet you
back at the square.
How many sweets in the jar?
Come on, lovely prizes, step up.
Thank you so much, Mrs Smith.
We can always rely on you!
That's all right, Mrs King.
Where's Mr Beckham today, then?
Your husband? I'm not married.
But David's your son? I adopted him.
You can adopt even if you're on your
own? I thought you couldn't do that.
You going to have more kids?
A couple more.
That's always been the plan.
Don't want her growing up on
her own, nobody to play with.
Here, I was doing this
when I first met Eddie.
In a canteen or something?
The NAAFI, yeah.
Eddie came in every afternoon,
three on the dot.
Milky tea and a teacake.
Used to leave me silly notes,
"Miss Wilson, be mine."
"Miss Wilson, I adore you."
Then one day, "Miss Wilson,
will you be Mrs Smith?"
So I sent one back,
"Mr Smith, I will."
We still do it, look.
You probably think
we're soft, Victoria. I don't.
I think it's lovely.
The fissure is closed.
Try the box.
What am I supposed to do?
I don't know. Hold it up.
Hocus pocus!
Open sesame!
Oh, I dunno.
Jumanji!
I feel like a right fool.
Look at that! It's going crazy.
It's trying to tell us something.
Watch out, here comes Madam.
Oh!
Look at her. So peaceful.
What's she thinking?
Thinking about her tea, I reckon.
Eddie thinks she's gonna
turn out like his sister,
the brain of Britain.
I'm sure she'll turn out fine.
You wonder sometimes,
though, don't you, Victoria?
What kind of world is
she gonna grow up in?
Russians, and the Yanks. Letting
off H bombs left, right and centre.
All these men with big ideas
on how to live your life.
I think the future will
be better than that.
Well, that's why we moved out here.
You see, our generation, we had
all the upheaval, the danger.
But Sarah Jane's gonna
have a better life.
She's the best little girl
in the world.
We'll always be there for you,
won't we, darling?
I'd better go.
It was nice meeting you.
No, it was incredible. Goodbye.
She's a funny one.
Mum, it's time to go home.
Now. Yes. I'll never know
why they left me that day.
But I do know that they loved me.
I thought I'd take this back
to show Clyde and Rani.
A souvenir, if that's OK?
Why not?
No.
No, it can't be.
What's the matter? Mum?
Today's date. August the 18th.
It's the day they died.
The boy, Oscar.
He told you it was July.
Why would he lie? They drive
off today. They leave me today.
This afternoon. Now.
We've got to go back home.
There! That's the car.
My dad said, you heard him,
he parked it by the memorial.
We're going home, now.
I could save them with the sonic.
I could put the car out of action.
Then, wherever they were going,
they'd never leave.
But it's a fixed point in time.
We know it happened. But why?
Why them? It's so unfair!
You know you can't do it.
Luke, I have saved the lives
of so many people.
People I didn't even know.
I don't know. Miners on Peladon,
all the people drinking Bubbleshock,
without a second thought.
But this is my mum and dad.
You know you're not meant to.
Why? Why can't I?
Why shouldn't I save them too?
What about the way
you were brought up?
If you changed it, then what
if you never meet the Doctor?
What if you never meet me?
I only want to look through
the fissure,
see what my life becomes
if they survive.
If there's anything wrong,
we set it right again.
Unless this is the trap!
Why do we have to think this is
something terrible?
What if this is a good thing?
All these years
I've put other people first.
There has to be something
at the end of it, something for me.
What if this is it? My reward?
Please. Stop for a moment. Think.
If I do, I'll change my mind.
CLANKING
There, I've disabled the engine.
Now they can't go anywhere.
You always said changing time was so
dangerous. Back to the fissure. Now.
Maybe the whole world will be better.
It's just an experiment.
I have to see.
RUMBLING
THUNDER RUMBLES OVERHEAD
Weather's turning.
Forecast said sunny all day.
One day they'll get it right.
But there's no clouds, that's weird.
It's happening.
Time for me to collect my prize!
Why has it turned red?
What? I don't like this at all.
It's Luke! Luke! No!
It's not him! It's that kid, Oscar.
Oscar, what's wrong?
Where's Sarah Jane,
the lady who helped you?
So stupid. Humans. I don't like
where that sentence ended up either.
Run!
Let's split up. No, think.
It must be the Graske thing,
and that'll protect us!
Let's not split up!
Here!
Something's happening. Sshh!
Hold on to me!
THEY SCREAM
I can't see anything.
What's happened?
I'm going through.
Wait for me!
This is our time.
Our world.
That's impossible.
What's happened to London?
It's been destroyed!
THEY SCREAM
What just happened? Where are we?
EVIL LAUGHTER
Sarah Jane Smith!
Oh, no. Not you.
Mum. What is it?
Where is this place?
This is what you wanted to see.
Earth...
..on the day that you left.
Do you consider your experiment
to be a success?
What have you done? It was you!
You gave me the power to walk
this world.
You gave this planet
to the Trickster!
EVIL LAUGHTER
We saw the Trickster in the future.
He hasn't manifested himself yet.
That's about to happen here in 1951.
We're in an alternative time
line. Our world never existed.
The Trickster
walked through the Abbot's gateway,
and sucked the life out of the world.
Too late, I'm growing stronger!
Get after him!
Shout at him, brilliant!
Found anything?
BEEPING
Got it! In there.
Stop! Please, I can help you!
Please!
It's OK, you're safe, you're safe.
A time fissure.
We're staring into time.
It's beautiful.
That poor boy must have
ended up here.
It's happened before.
Missing people, lost in time.
But if we stepped through there,
we could travel in time.
Amazing! Uh-uh.
It's not safe.
We'll send the kid back home.
Then I'll use the Converter
to reduce the energy ratio and close
the gap, I hope.
Like a time puncture repair kit?
Yeah. Exactly like.
Sarah Jane! We got him!
What's going on?
Don't worry, everything's going
to be all right. Hello.
What's your name?
Oscar. Who are you lot?
Where am I? Don't worry about that.
You're going home, Oscar.
Just step through. You'll be safe.
There's nothing to be scared of.
Go through.
I promise you'll be safe.
No. I'm scared.
Luke.
Come on. It's all going to be fine.
I promise you.
Back in two ticks.
And this is home, yes?
Yes. I was just going for a walk.
Suddenly I was in that
strange place.
Forget it ever happened. Forget me.
OK?
No, it can't be.
What's the name of that place?
Foxgrove. It's where I live.
What year is this? Please. Tell me.
The date. It's 1951. July 1951.
No.
Go, go, go!
No.
Oh, no, you don't, Sarah Jane Smith.
Did I do it properly, sir?
You did it beautifully.
Soon I will do battle once more
with Sarah Jane Smith.
She will return here.
The one time and place that she
cannot resist.
And this time, the triumph
shall be mine!
EVIL LAUGH
How did it go?
Fine. Just fine. I sent Oscar home.
What about you? How are you?
Fine. Why shouldn't I be?
What's on the other side?
What was it like?
Did you see anything? Nothing much.
This place used to be countryside.
Right. Better close it up.
We could go through there,
into another time.
We might never get the chance again.
Can't we just have a look?
Five minutes? No. I'm sorry, Clyde.
But it's too dangerous.
You've seen it in the movies.
You go back you change one tiny
thing, it has terrible consequences.
You've travelled through time
in the TARDIS. With the Doctor,
who knew what he was doing,
most of the time.
This is different,
and I'm closing it up, forever.
Job done. Let's go home.
Bye, Sarah Jane. Yeah.
See you tomorrow? Bye, Rani.
No good at hiding how she feels, is
she? She said she was fine.
She spent the ride back staring,
not saying anything.
Didn't complain when Steve Wright
came on. And played the Hoosiers.
Something happened when she went
back in time. And it's up to you
to find out the whole story.
Ciao.
The energy spike now registers
minimal activity, Sarah Jane.
The fissure is no longer active.
Thank you, Mr Smith.
Can you give me the details
of the area over the last century?
In particular,
a village called Foxgrove.
The village of
Foxgrove was sited here.
It was mainly noted for
the ruins of a Cistercian abbey.
The entire village was demolished
in 1964 to make way for an A road.
The area now comprises housing on
the edges of Broughton New Town.
It's right there.
Oh, why didn't I realise?
I'm sorry, Sarah Jane,
I don't understand your question.
I was talking to myself.
I see. Sorry I spoke.
Sarah Jane, forgive me,
but is there anything else
I can help you with? No, thanks.
Are you sure?
Positive! Goodbye for now.
Oh, no, you don't, my girl.
I can't. I mustn't. And I won't!
Mum? What's the matter?
I'm fine. I'm fine! Why is everybody
asking me if there's anything wrong?
Rani, you, even the computer.
I've gotta say, Mum,
you're very, very unconvincing. Oh.
It's that bad?
Oh, Luke. I'm sorry.
Who are they?
Barbara and Eddie Smith.
My mum and dad.
They died when you were just a baby.
What exactly happened?
We lived in a village
called Foxgrove,
that's where I was born.
One afternoon in August 1951,
they got in their car, drove off.
And they never came back.
There was an accident?
A tractor had broken down
in the lane.
They went straight into it.
You got out OK?
I wasn't with them.
They left me behind, in my pram,
at the side of the road. Alone.
They must have had a reason.
To leave a three-month-old baby
on its own?
So your Aunt Lavinia brought you up?
Dad's sister, the family genius.
She did the best she could.
But she was so busy.
Never in one place long
enough to lick a stamp.
She always said my mum and dad
were the best parents in the world.
But I couldn't help thinking,
was she covering up for them?
Because that day they just upped
and left their baby alone.
Left me behind.
Where were they going in the car?
Nobody knew. They just took off.
I've never told anybody this.
Not even the Doctor.
All these years I tried to forget,
to pretend it didn't matter.
And then today we
found that time fissure.
It leads right there, to Foxgrove,
July 1951, a month before they died.
I actually saw the village.
My mum and dad, they're down there.
You want to go back.
Well, why not?
Just for a moment, just to see them?
I can't! Stepping back in time,
into your own past, is so dangerous.
And think about it.
It's all too convenient.
It could be a trap. Or a coincidence.
No. It must be a trap.
Which is another reason
for not going.
Somebody's been very clever.
But not clever enough.
They've put the idea in my head.
Put the bait on the hook.
This one's not biting.
I'm strong enough to say no.
I must be out of my mind.
Mum?
I know where you're going.
And I'm coming with you.
No, I won't let you risk it.
I just want to make sure
you're all right. Oh, Luke.
Not a school night either, is it?
Straight there, straight back
and we won't tell anybody.
Where d'you get the clothes?
Back of my wardrobe.
Simple, classic, it'll do the job.
You used to wear that?
Seriously? Listen, kid,
the '50s came back in the '70s.
I remember when
this was quite the thing.
I can still change my mind.
I can still walk away.
I could meet myself as a baby,
that's so dangerous.
If I touched her there
could be a huge explosion.
But you know that, so you won't.
It's your choice.
It's only dangerous to go back
in time if you change something,
and you're not going to.
What would you do? I'd go.
Any normal person would.
I think even I'm normal
enough to know that.
And if it is a trap, this is the
only way to find out who's behind it.
That sounds like a good, rational
reason I can give myself, anyway.
There you go. Thank you.
You know something? You're brilliant.
The fissure should stay
open for about an hour,
but I'll be back before then.
Mum, it's closing.
No! Mum!
Yes! The trap is closing!
EVIL LAUGH
Luke! What on earth are you doing?
I had to come, it was closing up,
I had no choice!
It's gone! Mum. Don't panic.
Give me the Converter. It's OK.
Time fissures, they can be erratic.
But it's still active, I can
open it again, we can get back.
We're back in time.
1951.
It's incredible. It's daytime.
That's time travel.
Jet lag you wouldn't believe.
The village.
You should go back.
Mind you, every time I use
this, it weakens the link.
Well, now you're here,
you might as well come with me.
Is that OK?
You're part of the family too,
aren't you?
She did it!
Come on!
Luke!
Lukey-boy!
Rani!
Rani! Mum, it's a Saturday!
You've got a visitor.
What?
I'm having a lie-in!
Can't keep trouble away.
Good job your dad didn't see him.
Their phones are off.
And me and Luke are meeting up.
He never ever forgets.
I tell you,
my Clydey-sense is tingling.
They might've just gone out. Or
what if Sarah Jane's been grabbed?
Right. We'll make
a list of all her enemies.
Great idea. Shouldn't take us more
than 15 years! Mr Smith, I need you!
Where are Sarah Jane and Luke?
I have no information.
Come on,
did she say where they've gone?
No, Rani. She did not.
See! That's weird.
What if it's aliens?
They've been abducted. They
could be being probed right now.
There are no signs of
alien activity. In fact...
In fact what? Spit it out.
It is not my function
to venture opinion.
Or to prognosticate
the behaviour of humans.
But I have a theory about where
they've gone, or rather, when.
Uh-oh. Didn't like how
that sentence ended up.
Mr Smith, give us your theory.
Sarah Jane was born
in the village of Foxgrove.
She lived there as a baby,
at the exact period to which
the fissure leads. Her mum and dad!
They were alive then.
She's gone back to see them.
Whoa. Obvious trap!
Like if it was you, you wouldn't go?
Information. Energy pulse detected.
Energy pulse? Where? Behind you.
Oh, no. Bad news.
Tell me.
Last year,
some really weird stuff went down.
I never got my head round it, but...
some alien thing took Sarah
Jane out of time completely,
but Maria could still remember
her because she had this box.
It protects you
against some other alien -
little midget thing, the Graske.
And, er, bad time things in general.
How does it protect you?
I dunno. With its boxy goodness?
We can remember Sarah Jane and Luke,
nothing's changed.
Something's making it flash though.
We've gotta get after them,
warn them.
She'll have taken the Converter.
We can't get through the fissure. We
can try, and that might help us.
It's only half an hour on the train.
Nobody about.
Look.
They must be down there.
Come on then.
Just one look.
I just want to see them, that's all.
I know, me too.
But Luke, they abandoned me.
What kind of people are they?
Do I really want to know the answer?
You can't turn back now.
TANNOY: Everybody,
could I have your attention, please?
The raffle prizes will be announced
at five o'clock sharp!
Thank you!
These people, they look so excited.
It's 1951. They're still
on rations after the war.
No mobile phones, no TV.
I see. This is what old people call
making your own entertainment.
Sarah Jane!
Look what Mummy's got
for you, Sarah Jane.
It's her, my mum.
BABY CRIES
Sarah Jane!
And that must be... I know. Me.
Looks like a pretty good mum.
So why did she leave me?
You can hardly go up and ask.
I can if I'm careful.
That wasn't the plan.
You wanted to see her, now you have.
Plans change.
It's her. My mum.
Hello. Oh, hello.
Sorry. I thought you were...
I thought you were... I thought
I knew you. Oh, that's all right.
Lovely baby. Yeah, thanks, she is.
Come on. Guess how many
gobstoppers in there, penny a go.
I'd say it was 676.
You what? What did you say?
676. If you take the cubic volume
of the jar in centimetres,
and then divide by the size
of each sweet,
allowing for the spaces in between.
Just put your name down there.
Centimetres? You from abroad?
No. We're from London.
What's she called? Sarah Jane.
You look like you adore her.
Yeah.
Eddie!
Made it eventually, then? Had to
leave the car up by the memorial.
Ruddy horsebox parked
outside the house.
Hello. Hello, strangers!
Welcome to the village fete.
Fete worse than death!
You staying over the pub?
No, just passing through.
A holiday.
Oh, well, lovely day for it.
Eddie Smith. I'm...
I'm Victoria Beckham.
And I'm David Beckham.
Nice to meet you. I'm Barbara.
How's my little darling? She been
behaving herself? Quiet as a lamb.
Beautiful, ain't she? Oh, Mrs King
says can you help out in the tent?
They're a bit short-handed.
Go on, I'll mind the stall.
Righty-ho. Bye-bye, bye-bye.
I'll help out -
another pair of hands?
That's all right.
I like to be useful.
Mum, are you sure?
We should get back soon.
I'll only be a moment. OK. Meet you
back at the square.
How many sweets in the jar?
Come on, lovely prizes, step up.
Thank you so much, Mrs Smith.
We can always rely on you!
That's all right, Mrs King.
Where's Mr Beckham today, then?
Your husband? I'm not married.
But David's your son? I adopted him.
You can adopt even if you're on your
own? I thought you couldn't do that.
You going to have more kids?
A couple more.
That's always been the plan.
Don't want her growing up on
her own, nobody to play with.
Here, I was doing this
when I first met Eddie.
In a canteen or something?
The NAAFI, yeah.
Eddie came in every afternoon,
three on the dot.
Milky tea and a teacake.
Used to leave me silly notes,
"Miss Wilson, be mine."
"Miss Wilson, I adore you."
Then one day, "Miss Wilson,
will you be Mrs Smith?"
So I sent one back,
"Mr Smith, I will."
We still do it, look.
You probably think
we're soft, Victoria. I don't.
I think it's lovely.
The fissure is closed.
Try the box.
What am I supposed to do?
I don't know. Hold it up.
Hocus pocus!
Open sesame!
Oh, I dunno.
Jumanji!
I feel like a right fool.
Look at that! It's going crazy.
It's trying to tell us something.
Watch out, here comes Madam.
Oh!
Look at her. So peaceful.
What's she thinking?
Thinking about her tea, I reckon.
Eddie thinks she's gonna
turn out like his sister,
the brain of Britain.
I'm sure she'll turn out fine.
You wonder sometimes,
though, don't you, Victoria?
What kind of world is
she gonna grow up in?
Russians, and the Yanks. Letting
off H bombs left, right and centre.
All these men with big ideas
on how to live your life.
I think the future will
be better than that.
Well, that's why we moved out here.
You see, our generation, we had
all the upheaval, the danger.
But Sarah Jane's gonna
have a better life.
She's the best little girl
in the world.
We'll always be there for you,
won't we, darling?
I'd better go.
It was nice meeting you.
No, it was incredible. Goodbye.
She's a funny one.
Mum, it's time to go home.
Now. Yes. I'll never know
why they left me that day.
But I do know that they loved me.
I thought I'd take this back
to show Clyde and Rani.
A souvenir, if that's OK?
Why not?
No.
No, it can't be.
What's the matter? Mum?
Today's date. August the 18th.
It's the day they died.
The boy, Oscar.
He told you it was July.
Why would he lie? They drive
off today. They leave me today.
This afternoon. Now.
We've got to go back home.
There! That's the car.
My dad said, you heard him,
he parked it by the memorial.
We're going home, now.
I could save them with the sonic.
I could put the car out of action.
Then, wherever they were going,
they'd never leave.
But it's a fixed point in time.
We know it happened. But why?
Why them? It's so unfair!
You know you can't do it.
Luke, I have saved the lives
of so many people.
People I didn't even know.
I don't know. Miners on Peladon,
all the people drinking Bubbleshock,
without a second thought.
But this is my mum and dad.
You know you're not meant to.
Why? Why can't I?
Why shouldn't I save them too?
What about the way
you were brought up?
If you changed it, then what
if you never meet the Doctor?
What if you never meet me?
I only want to look through
the fissure,
see what my life becomes
if they survive.
If there's anything wrong,
we set it right again.
Unless this is the trap!
Why do we have to think this is
something terrible?
What if this is a good thing?
All these years
I've put other people first.
There has to be something
at the end of it, something for me.
What if this is it? My reward?
Please. Stop for a moment. Think.
If I do, I'll change my mind.
CLANKING
There, I've disabled the engine.
Now they can't go anywhere.
You always said changing time was so
dangerous. Back to the fissure. Now.
Maybe the whole world will be better.
It's just an experiment.
I have to see.
RUMBLING
THUNDER RUMBLES OVERHEAD
Weather's turning.
Forecast said sunny all day.
One day they'll get it right.
But there's no clouds, that's weird.
It's happening.
Time for me to collect my prize!
Why has it turned red?
What? I don't like this at all.
It's Luke! Luke! No!
It's not him! It's that kid, Oscar.
Oscar, what's wrong?
Where's Sarah Jane,
the lady who helped you?
So stupid. Humans. I don't like
where that sentence ended up either.
Run!
Let's split up. No, think.
It must be the Graske thing,
and that'll protect us!
Let's not split up!
Here!
Something's happening. Sshh!
Hold on to me!
THEY SCREAM
I can't see anything.
What's happened?
I'm going through.
Wait for me!
This is our time.
Our world.
That's impossible.
What's happened to London?
It's been destroyed!
THEY SCREAM
What just happened? Where are we?
EVIL LAUGHTER
Sarah Jane Smith!
Oh, no. Not you.
Mum. What is it?
Where is this place?
This is what you wanted to see.
Earth...
..on the day that you left.
Do you consider your experiment
to be a success?
What have you done? It was you!
You gave me the power to walk
this world.
You gave this planet
to the Trickster!
EVIL LAUGHTER
We saw the Trickster in the future.
He hasn't manifested himself yet.
That's about to happen here in 1951.
We're in an alternative time
line. Our world never existed.
The Trickster
walked through the Abbot's gateway,
and sucked the life out of the world.
Too late, I'm growing stronger!