Writer
Russell T Davies
Director
Graeme Harper
Broadcast
16th June 2007
Music
by Murray Gold
The Tardis materialises
beside the water tower in Cardiff. The
Doctor paces around the console inside checking equipment. He tells Martha Jones his companion about the
Rift in time and space, explains that it’s similar to California and the San
Andreas fault “but the rift bleeds
energy and every now and then I need to open up the engines and soak up the
energy, and use it as fuel.”
“So it’s a pit stop?”
She says laughing.
“Exactly
– it’ll only take 20 seconds. The rift’s
been active.” He notices.
Jack tears across the
quay, rucksack over shoulders, coat tails flapping. Martha enquires as to whether the earthquake
a few years back had anything to do with the Doctor. He tells her they’d had a problem with the
Slitheen.
Jack pounds harder,
lungs on fire as he runs up the basin in the sweltering heat towards the
TARDIS, as the Doctor is realises how long ago that moment really was - a life
time ago!
Jack yells “DOCTORRRRR!!!” as he nears the blue box. The TARDIS is powered up and ready for take
off. A quick glance at the outside
through the monitors is enough reason for the Doctor to leave, as he spots Jack
haring towards them. Jack throws himself
at the ship. A few small explosions
erupt from the console as the ship tries to shake Jack off. It also throws the Doctor and Martha off
their feet. Scrabbling to his feet the
Doctor is horrified at the readings on the screen.
“We’re
accelerating into the future.....5 billion, 5 trillion, 50 trillion, what? The year one hundred trillion, that’s
impossible.”
“What happens then?”
Asks Martha.
“We’re
going to the end of the universe.”
Jack yells out the
Doctor’s name as the blue box hurtles through the Vortex.
On the edge of the Coral
City, in the ruins, the chieftain of a nomadic tribe raises his head inhaling
deeply. The tribe gather around the camp
fire. A familiar scent hangs in the
air. Each member of the tribe can smell
it.
“Humans.
Humans are coming!”
A lone figure cuts a
dash across the dark waste ground, scared and dirty. He stumbles blindly; aware it’s dangerous
country at night and is surprised by a female tribeswoman. He begs for his life but as she calls her
fellow tribe’s people, the scared human escapes putting a distance between him and
the woman. The chieftain back at the
camp gears his tribe for the hunt.
In a silo deep
underground a radar signal flashes a cluster of green blips on the circular
screen. A silver haired old man looks
wearily towards it.
“There’s
movement on the surface, another human hunt.
God help him.”
His insect like
scientific assistant asks if she should alert the guards but the old man fears
they can’t spare any.
“One
more lost soul dreaming of Utopia.”
He sighs.
His assistant hates
seeing the professor like this and fears he may be giving up. He assures her he is fine although he does
hope that the coffee tastes less sour on Utopia. When asking if she’d like to
share a coffee with him, she tells him politely that she will drink her
internal milk.
Lieutenant Atillo calls
over the tannoy at the progress the Professor is making with the footprint,
unable to give him a viable answer, he instructs Chantho his Malmooth
assistant, to explain in more technical details while he takes a moment to
himself, feeling a massive pounding headache coming on.
The surface scanner has
detected something else, on the radar, something new!
The TARDIS has
arrived. The Doctor is unsure as just
what may lie outside the door. He is
certain that even his own people never ventured this far out. He suggests that they leave but it’s all too
obvious as the grin etches across his face that while they’re here, they ought
to explore. Grabbing his great coat
slung over a coral strut he opens the door and steps out into the black wilderness. He shrugs on his coat as Martha notices a
body of a man in military attire, lying completely still on the ground, a few
feet from the TARDIS. The Doctor
instantly recognises him. It is
Jack. Considering the lengths to which
Jack has travelled and ‘so like him’ to travel on the outside of the ship, to
throw them completely off course, he shows
little sympathy for the ‘dead man’.
But Martha’s training takes over and she has to see if there is any hope
for him. Accepting that Jack is dead,
she screams suddenly as Jack gulps in air deeply and grips her arm to steady
himself. Almost instantly he’s composed
and introducing himself. The Doctor is
not impressed!
Jack scrambles to his
feet and acknowledges the Doctor, who in turn acknowledges him. Jack enquires after Rose and is relieved to
hear that she isn’t dead, but living on a parallel universe with her mother,
father and Mickey Smith. Martha has
already heard enough about Rose to form her own opinion.
The lone human runs away
at speed from the ravenous crowd gaining pace behind him.
“So there I was, stranded in the year 200,
100, ankle deep in Dalek dust and he goes without me. But I had this.” Jack
pats the leather strap on his wrist. “I used to be a time agent. It’s called a vortex manipulator. He’s not the only one who can time travel.”
“Oh excuse me.”
Replies the Doctor defensively. “That is not time travel. It’s like, I’ve got a sports car and you’ve
got a space hopper.”
“Alright, so I bounced.”
Replies Jack as Martha notes an air of bitterness between the two
men. “I thought, 21st century, best place to find the Doctor, but
I got it a little wrong. Arrived in
1869, this thing burnt out so it was useless.”
“Told you.”
“I had to live the entire 20th
century just to wait for a version of you that would coincide with me.”
“But that makes you nearly 100 years old.”
Martha says shocked.
“And
looking good don’t you think?” Jack
laughs cheekily. “So I went to the time rift, based myself there coz I knew you’d come
back to refuel, until finally I get a signal on this.” He jerks his thumb back at the rucksack. “...and
here we are.”
Martha was still unsure
as to why the Doctor had left Jack behind in the first place. The Doctor told her he was busy. Not convinced and a little hurt that one day
he could grow tired of her too and leave her behind on a distant planet, she feels
a little jealous that, had she have been blonde, according to Jack, she’d have
probably not have been abandoned at all.
The Doctor turns
suddenly to face the pair, annoyed at them both. “You
two, we’re here at the end of the universe, right at the end of knowledge
itself and you’re busy...blogging!”
Standing on the edge of
a cliff overlooking the ground a distance below them, the Doctor and companions
could see the ruins of a large city, or hive, or nest, or conglomeration.
“Wonder
what killed it?” Martha asks, staring at the levels that could be roads or
passing places.
“Time. All the great civilisations have gone.” The Doctor replies. “This
isn’t just night. All the stars have
burnt out. All faded away into nothing.”
“They must have an atmospheric shell.” Jack decides, given that nobody was
freezing.
“Well
Martha and I maybe. Not sure about you
Jack.” The Doctor shoots Jack a look
and it is clear to him that the Doctor really didn’t like having him
around.
“What
about the people, does no-one survive?”
Martha asks.
“I
suppose, we have to hope, life will find a way.”
Jack points at the lone
human running for his life. “Well he’s not doing too bad.”
The trio watch till the
Doctor can’t stand it a moment longer, especially when it looks too much like a
hunt. They power down the hill, Jack
exclaiming that this was one of the things he missed about travelling with the
Doctor. Jack catches the exhausted human
as the tribe near them. The Doctor stops
Jack from shooting at the advancing nomadic tribe, so he fires into the
air. The Doctor convinces the human that
they’ll be safe, that his ship is just over the ridge, only as he glances
towards the hill, it’s over run by the same mad snarling crowd.
“We’re close to the Silo. If we get to the Silo then we’re safe.”
The human tells them. The trio
decide that that’s a safer option and run for their lives towards the metal
gates where men with guns patrol inside.
They call for the gates to be opened, but there is a protocol, the Teeth
Identification. Once they pass that,
they’re let in, just as the savage crowd arrive, desperate to enter, hungry, so
desperately hungry.
Jack notes that the
Doctor isn’t stopping the guards from firing at the feet of the tribes people.
“He’s not my responsibility.”
Defends the Doctor.
“And I am?”
Jack scoffs. “That makes a change.”
The human, Padra Toc
Shafe Cane is relieved when the guard confirms that he can get him to
Utopia. They all enter the silo.
Lieutenant Atillo
informs the professor that more humans are inside and one is calling himself a
Doctor. When the professor enquires
after which sort of doctor, the Lieutenant tells him he’s a doctor of
everything. Excited by this news, the
professor heads off to meet him.
Padra asks Lieutenant
Atillo about his family, if they made it to the Silo, the Lieutenant calls a
young fair haired boy who looks no older than 8 or 9 years to assist. Poking his head around the corner, Creet is
ready to help. Martha is intrigued and
asks after the age of the boy.
“Old enough to work.”
He replies leading Padra along the clogged corridors littered with men,
women and children all hoping to reach Utopia.
Jack comments on the smell from the unclean people but the Doctor
smiles, that even at the edge of the Universe, the human race survives.
Near the edge of the
corridor Padra is reunited with his family, Martha smiles. A happy ending! Jack spots a good looking traveller and
introduces himself, while the Doctor sees this as another embarrassment and
calls him over, to assist with the door.
The door slides open after Jack punches in a set of codes, the Doctor
expecting to find another room is grabbed by Jack as he almost loses his
footing. There is no flooring, this is
merely a look out to a massive rocket housed within the Silo, so large it seems
impossible that it will fly, and the heat is intense. The Doctor and Jack reseal the door, just as
the Professor strides excitedly towards them.
At first the old man is confused as to who is the Doctor, but after the
introductions are out of the way, he takes the Doctor’s hand and leads him back
towards the laboratory, with so much to tell him and so many hopes.
Watching them leave, a
wiry woman with pointed teeth snarls.
Entering the laboratory,
Chantho welcomes the newcomers. Jack
introduces himself and again the Doctor dislikes it.
“Can’t I say hello to anyone?”
Chantho doesn’t mind it
at all.
The professor leads the
Doctor around the work they have been busy with explaining the gravitational
accelerator in great length but the Doctor has no idea of any of it. He apologises, lowering the old man’s hopes.
The contents in the
rucksack bubble as Jack passes Martha on his way to put down the heavy load on
the ground in the snug. As he goes over
to listen to the Doctor and help where needed, Martha lifts the large container
from the bag.
“Oh my god...you’ve got a hand...a hand in a
jar...a hand in your jar in your bag.”
“But that...that’s my hand.”
Exclaims the Doctor spotting it for the first time.
“I said I had a Doctor detector.”
Laughs Jack.
“What do you mean that’s your hand. I can see them.”
Martha asks confused.
“Long
story. I lost my hand Christmas Day, in
a sword fight.” The Doctor tells
her, remembering that moment when the Sycorax lopped off his hand during the
first stages of his regeneration.
“What? And you grew another hand?”
She scoffs. The Doctor nods and
waves his hand at her.
Curious the Professor
asks what species the Doctor is, but unlike other species, doesn’t flinch nor
cower at the name of the Time Lords. The
Doctor finds it a bit humbling at the end of the universe.
The Professor informs
the newcomers that Chantho is the last of her race too. The last survivor of the Malmooth. He tells the Doctor that she came from the
city outside, the conglomeration.
Jack enquires after the
‘beastie boys’ outside of the Silo. The
Professor tells him that they’re called the Futurekind, which is a bit of a
myth really, and many of the humans in the Silo fear that that is what they
will become if they never leave for Utopia.
It has baffled the
Doctor that even at the end of the Universe; people are still searching for
Utopia. The Professor leads him to the
computer screen showing a red flashing blip.
“The
call came from across the stars, over and over again. Come to Utopia. It originated from that point. It’s far beyond the depths of the wilderness
out towards the wild lands and the dark matted reefs, calling us in. The last of the humans scattered across the
night. A colony, a city, some sort of
haven. The Science Foundation formed the
Utopia Project. It was founded thousands
of years ago to preserve mankind, to find a way of surviving beyond the
collapse of reality itself. Perhaps they
found it, perhaps not, but it’s worth a look don’t you think?”
The Doctor smiles,
despite his age, the old man has impressed the Time Lord with his sense of
adventure.
The Professor looks away
as his headache begins to intensify and oblivious to the chattering of the
Doctor to Chantho and his friends, he bugs out hearing only the drum beat in
his head. When the Doctor looks back,
speaking with the old man, he grows concerned when the old man doesn’t
answer. Snapped from the headache, the old
man appears different in temperament and becomes quite agitated.
“That
rocket’s not going to fly is it?”
The Doctor tells the him. “This footprint mechanism thing is not
working. You’re stuck on this planet and
you haven’t told them have you? That lot
out there, they still think they’re going to fly.”
The Professor sits down
heavily. “Well it’s better to let them live in hope.” He says wearily.
“Quite
right.” Replies the Doctor. “And I
must say Professor...Yana (is told his name) this science is a bit beyond me but a boost reversal circuit in any
mainframe must be a circuit which reverses the boost, so I wonder what will
happen if I did this?” With a blast of the sonic screwdriver the Doctor is
able to trigger life into the Professor’s system. It’s all systems GO!
“But
how did you do that?” exclaims the old man amazed.
“Oh
while we’ve been chatting away I forgot to tell you – I’m brilliant!” Beams
the Time Lord.
The passengers begin to
board the rocket ship. Those in the lab begin flicking switches, turning dials
and levers and setting the data disks into various slots. The last water collection lorry thunders
towards the Silo gates, carrying on board the precious cargo belonging to the
Doctor. The Futurekind look on waiting
and watching!
Padra Toc Shafe Cane
climbs aboard the ship with his mother and brother, glad to be leaving the
planet. Martha catches up with Creet as
he boards. She wishes him a safe trip,
although is saddened to learn he has no family, but laughs heartily as Creet tells
her that his mum had always said that the “skies
were made of diamonds” in Utopia. As
Martha and Chantho continue on their journey along the corridors back to the
lab with data disks, the wiry woman seen earlier watches them go.
In the lab the Doctor
discovers as he begins feeding plugs into the Perspex mainframe that the cables
are made from “food and string and
staples.” The Doctor also learns
that the Professor won’t be leaving on the rocket to Utopia. The footprint device means that someone on
the ground would still need to operate it; it isn’t possible to do it while
onboard. Yana explains that Chantho
would also be staying, she won’t leave him.
He finds that honourable. Yana feels
he is too old for Utopia and says it is about time he had some sleep.
The Lieutenant’s voice comes
over the tannoy; the blue box has been collected. When Jack calls the Doctor over to the
monitor, the flickering screen shows his ship staring back at him. Even Martha is pleased to see it as she
enters.
The professor stares at
the blue box as a trickle of familiarity washes over him. He knows of this form of transport, but is
still unsure where from. The Doctor
offers Chantho and Yana a lifeline; they could get to Utopia yet.
Climbing out from the
bowels of the TARDIS the Doctor drags through the doors a cable and attaches it
to the mains. It would give them a power
boost. It was cheating but he didn’t
care.
Whilst Chantho inserted
the data disks into the slots, Martha asks her about the Professor, and
discovers that just like the Doctor, even he didn’t notice what was right there
in front of him. Martha also enquires
about Chantho’s speech, why each sentence has to start with Chan and end in
Tho. After being told that it was rude
not to use her name before and after a sentence, Martha begs Chantho to do it
just once, and just this once, Chantho obliges, and giggles like a naughty school
girl.
On command from the
Professor, Lieutenant Atillo sends in Jake, the young man who would be
connecting the couplings in the Stet Radiation chamber, situated beneath the
rocket thrusters. Jack is instructed to
keep the dials below the red, any higher and the young man in the protective
suit would evaporate.
The wiry Futurekind
woman locates and sabotages the fuse box and the stet radiation dials for the
chamber throwing absolute chaos across the Silo. The laboratory is plunged into semi darkness
and the radiation in the chamber begins to soar.
Jack panics and grabs
the electricity cables from two points, and slams them together, feeling that
this is the best chance of jump starting the over ride, but he’s killed in the
process.
With limited power, the
boost is now only coming from the TARDIS.
Chantho moves the live cables from Jack as Martha goes to Jack’s
aide. The stet chamber is flooded with
radiation, still with 4 couplings to engage, Jake evaporates inside his suit.
“Without
the couplings connected the engines will never start. This was all for nothing.” The Professor scowls, bitterly disappointed.
“Well
I don’t know.” The Doctor pulls
Martha away from Jack despite her protestations. “It
strikes me Professor that you’ve got a room which no man can enter without
dying, is that correct?”
“Yes!”
“Well....” Jack gasps back
to life. “I think I’ve got just the man.”
The Doctor stares back at Jack.
“Was
someone kissing me?”
Jack and the Doctor race
down towards the Stet Chamber. Jack
removes his coat and shirt, pulling his braces back over his t-shirt, whilst
the Doctor tells Atillo to board the rocket.
He glances over at Jack aware that Stet radiation doesn’t burn clothing,
only flesh.
“Well,
I look good though.” As Jack reaches
the door ready to go in he looks back at the Doctor. “How
long have you known.”
“Ever
since I ran away from you! Good luck!” The
Doctor replies.
Jack enters the chamber
and instantly burns his skin as it touches the wall beside the door. He makes his way towards the row of couplings
ready to begin.
Martha smiles pleased to
hear Jack’s voice as he talks to the Doctor.
Yana is amazed that Jack didn’t evaporate and asks of his species. Martha isn’t sure, she tells him that the
Doctor travels through time and space in the TARDIS picking up people as he goes,
which makes her sound like a stray.
Again the Professor is shaken by Martha’s words of time travel and the
TARDIS behind him.
The Doctor watches Jack
work through the glass partition in the door and the two men finally talk.
“When
did you realise?” The Doctor asks
Jack.
“Earth
1892, got in a fight on Ellis Island, man shot me through the heart. Then I woke up, thought that was kinda
strange, but then it never stopped.” Jack
said opening up a coupling lid. “Fell off a cliff, trampled by horses, World
War I, World War II, poison, starvation, stray javelin.”
The Doctor winces.
“In
the end I got the message. I’m the man
who can never die.” Jack connects
the coupling and moves onto the next one.
“And all that time you knew.”
“That’s why I left you behind. It’s not easy, just looking at you Jack, coz
you’re wrong.”
“Thanks.”
“You are, I can’t help it. I’m a Time Lord, its instinct, it’s in my
guts. You’re a fixed point in time and
space. You’re a fact. That’s never meant to happen. Even the TARDIS reacted against you, tried to
shake you off, flew all the way to the end of the Universe to get rid of you.”
“So what you’re saying is you are....”
Connects the next coupling. “....prejudiced?”
“I never thought of it like that.”
Jack laughs. “Shame
on you. The last thing I remember back
when I was mortal, I was facing three Daleks, death by extermination, then I
came back to life.”
Professor Yana grew
tearful as he listens to the communications between the two men over the
monitor.
“What
happened?” Jack asks.
“Rose.”
“I thought you sent her back home?”
“She came back, opened the heart of the
TARDIS and absorbed the time vortex itself.”
“What does that mean exactly?” Jack asks struggling with the
couplings.
“No-one’s
ever meant to have that power. If a Time
Lord had that they’d be a god, a vengeful god.
But she was human.”
Rose appeared like a memory
to the Doctor, bathed in the time vortex bleeding out from the TARDIS door, her
face stained by tears, her eyes bright like the sun. “I
bring life!” Jack is brought back to
life in the corridor of the Satellite station.
“Everything
she did was so human. She brought you
back to life but she couldn’t control it.
She brought you back forever.
That’s something I suppose. The
final act of the Time War was life.”
“So you think she could change me back?”
Jack asks.
“I
took the power from her. She’s gone
Jack. She is not just living in a
parallel world, she’s trapped there. The
walls have closed.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Yeah.” The Doctor still feels
emotional even now.
“I
went back to her estate in the 90’s.
Just once or twice, watched her growing up. Never said hello, time lines and all that.” He struggles with a coupling.
“Do you want to die?”
“This one’s a little stuck.”
“Jack?”
“I thought I did. I don’t know, but this lot, you see them out
here, surviving and that’s fantastic.”
“You might be out there somewhere.”
The Doctor suggests.
“I could go meet myself.”
“Well be the only man you’ll ever be happy
with.”
“This new regeneration...is kinda
cheeky!”
The professor is
distraught, tears mark his face. Both
Martha and Chantho stop what they’re doing and come over to him, concerned.
“This time travel, they say there was time
travel back in the old days. I never believed.
What would I know, stupid old man.” He says feeling
sorry for himself. Martha smiles sympathetically. “Never
could keep time, always late, always lost.”
He pulls out the old fob watch attached to a chain in his waistcoat,
Martha stares at it, horrified, reminded of the watch the Doctor showed her in
the TARDIS, and how it could rewrite his DNA making him human. “Even
this thing never worked. Time and time
and time again, always running out on me.”
“Can I have a look at that?” Martha asks.
“It’s
only an old relic.” Yana laughs. “Like
me.”
“Where did you get it?”
“I was found with it.”
“What do you mean?”
“An orphan in the storm. I was a naked child found on the coast of the
Silver Devastation, abandoned with this!” He holds out the
watch to Martha.
“Have
you ever opened it?”
“Why would I, it’s broken.”
“How do you know it’s broken if you’ve never
opened it?”
“It’s stuck.
It’s old. It’s not meant to
be. I don’t know.”
Martha takes hold of the
watch and turns it over. Startled by the
exact markings as that belonging to the Doctor, she falters.
“Does
it matter?” The professor is curious
of the interest in his broken watch.
“No! It’s nothing, it’s...listen, everything is
fine up here, I’ll go and see if the Doctor needs me.” Martha replies stepping away and hurrying
from the room.
The final coupling
connects and Jack hurriedly exits the chamber.
He and the Doctor flick switches and key in data on the large control
unit against the wall. The Doctor contacts
Atillo and informs him to start the countdown for two minutes. Jack pulls on
his shirt and continues with the data input.
Martha meets them and as
the Doctor tells her about the gravitational footprint, and what it actually
does, she tells him about the fob watch belonging to the Professor. He finds it too good to be true and dismisses
it. But when Martha describes it in more
detail and how Yana couldn’t really see it, because of the perception filter,
Jack suggests that perhaps the Doctor isn’t the last of his kind.
But the Doctor was
sceptical however, if there is another Time Lord and it is Yana, just which
Time Lord is he.
“What
about now, can he see it now?” The
Doctor asks Martha.
Yana hears voices
emanating from the fob watch. Old voices
from the old days. “The drums, the drums, the never ending
drum beat. Open me you human form, open
the light, summon me and receive my majesty!
Destroy him and you will give your power to me!”
Yana sees past the
perception filter, begins to see himself as more than the Professor.
The rocket counts down
from 10. Martha tells the Doctor to
recall what the Face of Boe had told them – his dying words. The Doctor remembers as the light from the
chamber brightens from the rocket thrusters firing up just as the letters on
the screen flash up individually spelling out the name of YANA.
“YOU...ARE...NOT...ALONE!”
The rocket rises up
towards the heavens watched outside of the Silo by the Futurekind seeing their
meals disappearing from their grasp. As
Chantho calls upon the professor inside the laboratory, he turns around to face
her, his eyes dark and menacing.
Atillo makes contact
with the Doctor. “We’ll see you in
Utopia!” He announces.
The Doctor, Jack and
Martha head back towards the laboratory and the TARDIS only to find the way
blocked. The Professor has locked their
access points. Chantho cannot understand
why he would do this and is far more horrified when she sees him shutting down
the entire system.
“Don’t worry my dear, where one door closes
another must open.” He replies, his voice clear and without
hesitation.
The silo lowers its
shield allowing the Futurekind to gain access.
Chantho cannot allow the Professor to ruin all their hard work and
produces a gun. Yana sees this as a
threat and uses it to his advantage, drawing up the loose ‘live’ cable and
edges closer and closer towards Chantho, aware that her love for the old man
would prevent her from killing him.
However, he has no qualms about killing her.
“Now
I can say I was provoked!”
As the Doctor and
companions race down the corridor they’re met by the hungry mob and back track
the way they came.
Yana berates Chantho
about the watch denying him access to who he really is, he edges ever closer to
her with the highly charged electric cable.
“The Professor was an invention. So perfect a disguise I forgot who I am.”
“Chan then who are you tho?”
“I am...The Master.”
He lunges the cable at Chantho.
The Futurekind chase
after the Doctor and company as they duck down a side corridor but still find
the way blocked.
The Master smiles as he
places his hand beside the bubbling ‘hand in the jar’ now inside the TARDIS.
Using the sonic and a
series of code breaking, the door still doesn’t open. The Doctor yells to the Professor to open the
door.
Chantho with just enough
energy to fire her pistol shoots the Master - a fatal blow!
Jack smashes the code
logger with the butt of his pistol, causing the box to explode but allowing the
door to open. As the Doctor steps towards
the Professor now known as the Master, the older man steps inside the TARDIS
and shuts the door, locking the Yale and deadlocking it from the console. The Doctor can only bang on the door
demanding access.
“Let me in.
LET ME IN.” The Doctor yells.
“She’s dead.”
Martha confirms of Chantho.
“I broke the lock, give me a hand.”
Jack calls to Martha as he pushes at the heavy steel door to close
it.
“I’m begging you, everything’s changed. There’s only the two of us, we’re the only ones
left. Just let me in.”
Begs the Doctor.
“Killed by an insect. A girl.
How inappropriate.” Grumbles the Master. “Still
if the Doctor can be young and strong then so can I....the
Master...reborn!”
With a jerk back of the
head, the Master regenerates into a younger form with a loud scream.
The Futurekind advance
on the door where Jack uses all he has in brute strength to prevent them from
entering the room.
The Master awakens a new
man with a new voice and is highly ecstatic at his newer self. He presses the tannoy system on the console
and speaks to the Doctor outside of the TARDIS.
“Now
then, Doctor...ooh new voice. Hello
(deep voice) Hello (higher voice) – anyway, why don’t we stop and have a nice
chat while I tell you all my plans and you think of a way to stop me – I don’t
think.”
“Oh I know that voice.”
Exclaims Martha.
“End
of the Universe. Have Fun. Bye Bye!”
The Master abandons the
Doctor and his companions, leaving with the TARDIS for places anew. Jack screams at the Doctor to help them, as
the Futurekind grow ever stronger but all the Doctor can do is stand and watch
the TARDIS disappear in front of him.
End of Part One
Next month:
Part Two: DOCTOR WHO:
THE SOUND OF DRUMS
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©BBC Torchwood 2006
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