TV-Serie: Doctor Who - 1x10
Why are we chasing it?
It's mauve and dangerous and about 30 seconds from London.
Excuse me, there's this thing I need to find, would've fallen from the sky.
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Nancy, the thing I'm looking for, you know what I'm talking about, don't you?
A-a-ah!
I've got you, you're fine.
Hello.
Hello.
Jack Harkness, I've heard all about you.
It's 1941, the height of the London Blitz and something else has fallen on London.
He said it was a warship, he stole it, parked it somewhere out there, somewhere a bomb's going to fall on it unless we make him an offer.
It's a con.
I was conning you, that's what I am, I'm a con man.
There's something chasing you and the other kids.
Mummy, mummy.
You mustn't let him touch you.
What happens if he touches me?
It makes you like him.
Right, everybody out, across the back garden and under the fence.
Now, go, move!
You'll find them everywhere, in every bed in every ward, hundreds of them.
They've all got the same injuries, scarring on the back of the hand and the gas mask seems to be fused to the flesh.
What was the cause of death?
They're not dead!
Are you my Mummy?
It's me Nancy!
Don't let 'em touch you.
What happens if they touch us?
You're looking at it!
ROBOTIC VOICES: Mummy!
Go to your room!
Go to your room!
I mean it.
I'm very, very angry with you.
I'm very, very cross.
GO.
.
.TO.
.
.YOUR.
.
.ROOM!
I'm really glad that worked.
Those would have been terrible last words.
Jamie.
.
.
Why are they all wearing gas masks?
They're not.
Those masks are flesh and bone.
How was your con supposed to work?
Simple enough, really.
Find some harmless piece of space junk, let the nearest Time Agent track it back to Earth, convince him it's valuable, and name a price.
When he's put 50% up-front, oops, a German bomb falls on it, destroys it forever.
He never gets to see what he's paid for, never knows he's been had.
I buy him a drink with his own money and we discuss dumb luck.
The perfect, self-cleaning con.
Yeah.
Perfect.
The London Blitz is great for self-cleaners.
Pompeii's nice if you want to make a vacation of it, though.
But you've got to set your alarm for Volcano Day.
Getting a hint of disapproval.
Take a look around the room.
This is what your piece of harmless space junk did.
It was a burnt-out medical transporter, it was empty.
Rose!
Are we getting out of here?
We're going upstairs.
I programmed the flight computer so it wouldn't land on anything living.
I harmed no-one!
I don't know what's happening, but I had nothing to do with it.
I'll tell you what's happening.
You forgot to set your alarm clock.
It's Volcano Day!
AIR-RAID SIREN What's that?
The all clear.
I wish.
Ah!
I thought you were Jamie.
Mum, Dad!
Ruddy kids!
Get off of me!
Get your hands off me!
Oi, you, get in, get in!
Get her in there!
She's nicked.
Mr Spock?
Doctor.
You got a blaster?
Sure.
The night your space junk landed, someone was hurt.
This is where they were taken.
What happened?
Let's find out.
Get it open.
What's wrong with your sonic screwdriver?
Nothing.
Sonic blaster, 51st century.
Weapon factories of Villengard.
You've been to the factories?
Once.
They're gone now.
Main reactor went critical - vaporised the lot.
Like I said, once.
There's a banana grove there now.
I like bananas.
Bananas are good.
Nice blast pattern.
Digital.
Squareness gun.
Yeah.
I like it.
What do you think?
Something got out of here.
Yeah.
And?
Something powerful.
Angry.
Powerful and angry.
A child?
I suppose this explains "mummy"?
How could a child do this?
TAPE PLAYS: 'Do you know where you are?
Are you my mummy?
'Are you aware of what's around you?
'Can you.
.
.see?
'Are you my mummy?
'What do you want?
Do you know what.
.
.
?
'I want my mummy!
'Are you my mummy?
I want my mummy.
'Are you my mummy?
'Are you my mummy?
'Mummy?
Mummy?
' Doctor, I've heard this voice before.
Me too.
'Mummy?
' Always, " Are you my mummy?"
Like he doesn't know.
'Mummy.
' Why doesn't he know?
'Are you there, Mummy?
'Mummy!
' The police are on their way.
I pay for the food on this table.
The sweat on my brow, that food is.
The sweat on my brow!
Anything else you'd like?
I've got a whole house here.
Anything else you'd like to help yourself to?
Yeah.
I'd like some wire-cutters, please.
Something that can cut through barbed wire.
Oh, and a torch.
Don't look like that, Mr Lloyd.
.
.
I know you got plenty of tools in 'ere, I've been watching this house for ages.
And I'd like another look round your kitchen cupboards.
I was in an 'urry the first time.
The food on this table.
.
.
.is an awful lot of food, isn't it, Mr Lloyd?
A lot more than on anyone else's table.
Half this street thinks your missus must be messing about with Mr Haverstock, the butcher.
But she's not, is she?
You are.
Wire-cutters.
Torch.
Food.
And I'd like to use your bathroom before I leave, please.
Oh, look!
There's the sweat on your brow!
'Mummy?
Please, Mummy?
Mummy?
' Doctor?
Can you sense it?
Sense what?
Coming out of the walls.
Can you feel it?
'Mummy?
' Funny little human brains!
How do you get around in those things?
When he's stressed, he likes to insult species.
I'm thinking!
Cuts himself shaving, he does half an hour on life-forms he's cleverer than.
There are these children.
Living rough, round the bomb sites.
They come out during air raids looking for food.
'Mummy, please?
' Suppose they were there when this thing, whatever it was, landed.
It was a med-ship, it was harmless!
You keep saying harmless.
Suppose one of them was affected, altered.
Altered how?
'I'm here!
' It's afraid, terribly afraid.
And powerful.
.
.
it doesn't know it yet.
But it will do.
It's got the power of a god and I just sent it to its room!
Doctor.
.
.
'I'm here!
'Can't you see me?
' What's that noise?
End of the tape.
It ran out about 30 seconds ago.
I sent it to its room.
This is its room!
'Are you my mummy?
'Mummy?
' Doctor?
OK, on my signal, make for the door.
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.
'Mummy?
' Now!
'Mummy?
' Go, now, don't drop the banana!
Why not?
Good source of potassium!
Gimme that!
'Mummy?
' Digital rewind.
Nice switch.
It's from the groves of Villengard - thought it was appropriate.
There's really a banana grove in the heart in Villengard?
And you did that?
Bananas are good.
Doctor!
Come on!
ROBOTIC VOICES: Mummy!
It's keeping us here till it can get at us!
It's controlling them?
It is them.
It's every living thing in this hospital.
OK.
This can function as a sonic blaster, a sonic cannon and it's a triple-enfolded sonic disruptor.
Doc, what you got?
I've got a sonic, uh,.
.
.
Never mind.
What?
It's sonic, OK, let's leave it at that.
Disruptor, cannon, what?
It's sonic, totally sonic, I am sonic-ed up!
A sonic what?
Screwdriver!
Going down!
Doctor, are you OK?
Could've used a warning.
Oh, the gratitude!
Who has a sonic screwdriver?
I do!
Lights?
Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks, "Ooh-hoo this could be a little more sonic?"
There's gotta be a light switch.
Never had a long night?
Never had a lot of cabinets to put up?
Mummy!
Door!
Mummy?
Mummy?
Mummy?
Damn it!
Mummy?
It's the special features, they drain the battery.
The battery?!
It's so lame!
I was going to send for another one.
But somebody's gotta blow up the factory.
I know.
First day I met him, he blew my job up.
That's how he communicates.
OK, that door should hold it for a bit.
The door?
The wall didn't stop it!
It's got to find us first!
Come on.
Assets!
Well, I've got a banana and in a pinch you could put up some shelves.
Window?
Barred.
Sheer drop outside, seven storeys.
And no other exits.
Well, the assets conversation went in a flash, didn't it?
So where'd you pick this one up, then?
Doctor!
She was hanging from a barrage balloon, I had an invisible space ship.
.
.
I never stood a chance.
OK!
One.
.
.
we've gotta get out of here.
Two.
.
.we can't get out of here.
Have I missed anything?
Yeah.
Jack just disappeared.
Thought as much.
What are all of you doing 'ere?
Different house every night, I told ya!
We thought you were dead or you'd run off.
I didn't.
I knew you'd come back for us.
Found that old thing in the junk.
Thinks he's can write now.
Writing a letter to me dad.
You don't even know where your dad is.
And how you gonna send it?
I dunno, stick it in an envelope.
You can't even read or write.
I don't need to, I've got a machine!
Will you stop making that noise?
!
I'm sorry, Jim.
On you go, you write a letter to your dad if you want to.
I know we should've went somewhere else, but we need you, see, for the thinking.
What if I wasn't 'ere?
What if one night I didn't come back for ya?
There's a war on, people go out.
They don't always come back.
It happens.
What would you do then?
They're wire cutters.
I need you to think about that.
Someone's gotta look after this lot.
Why?
You going somewhere?
.
.The bomb site.
The one at the railway station.
Why?
The Child.
That's where he was killed.
That's where it all started.
And I'm gonna find out how.
He'll get you.
And then he'll come for us.
He always comes for us!
No.
Ernie, he doesn't.
He always comes after me.
There are things I haven't told ya.
Things I can't tell ya.
As long as you're with me, you're in danger.
Even right now, you're in danger because of me.
You're the one that keeps us safe.
You think so, Ernie?
Then answer this.
Jim is sitting there right next to ya.
.
.
.so who's typing?
Is he coming?
Ernie, as long as you're with me.
.
.
he's always coming.
Plenty of greens.
And chew your food!
OK, so he vanished into thin air.
Why is it always the great-looking ones who do that?
!
I'm making an effort not to be insulted.
I mean.
.
.
men.
OK, thanks, that really helped.
Rose?
Doctor?
Can you hear me?
Back on my ship.
.
.
used the emergency teleport.
Sorry I couldn't take you, it's security-keyed to my molecular structure.
I'm working on it.
How are you speaking to us?
Om-Com - I can call anything with a speaker grill.
Now there's a coincidence!
What is?
The Child can Om-Com too.
It can?
Anything with a speaker grill.
Even the TARDIS phone.
What, you mean the Child can phone us?
'And I can hear you.
Coming to find you.
Coming to find you!
' Doctor, can you hear that?
Loud and clear.
I'll try to block out the signal.
Least I can do.
'Coming to find you, Mummy.
' Remember this one, Rose?
MUSIC: "Moonlight Serenade" by Glenn Miller Our song.
MUSIC PLAYS What you doing?
Trying to set up a resonation pattern in the concrete, loosen the bars.
You don't think he's coming back, do ya?
Wouldn't bet my life.
Why don't you trust him?
Why do you?
Saved my life.
Bloke-wise, that's up there with flossing.
I trust him cos he's like you.
Except with dating and dancing.
What?
You just assume I'm.
.
.
What?
You just assume I don't.
.
.dance.
What?
Are you telling me you do.
.
.
dance?
900 years old, me.
I've been around.
I think you can assume at some point I've danced.
You?
!
Problem?
Doesn't the universe implode or something if you dance?
Well, I've got the moves but I wouldn't wanna boast.
SHE TURNS MUSIC UP You've got the moves?
Show me your moves!
Rose, I'm, I'm trying to resonate concrete.
Jack'll be back.
He'll get us out.
So come on.
The world doesn't end cos the Doctor dances.
Barrage balloon?
What?
You were hanging from a barrage balloon.
Oh, yeah.
About two minutes after you left me.
Thousands of feet above London.
Middle of a German air raid, Union Jack all over my chest!
I've travelled with a lot of people, but you're setting new records for jeopardy friendly.
Is this you dancing?
Cos I've got notes.
Hanging from a rope.
Thousands of feet above London.
Not a cut, not a bruise.
Yeah, I know.
Captain Jack fixed me up.
We're calling him Captain Jack now?
Well, his name's Jack, and he's a captain.
He's not really a captain, Rose!
You know what I think?
I think you're experiencing captain envy.
You will find your feet at the end of your legs.
You may care to move 'em.
If ever he was a captain he's been defrocked.
Yeah?
Shame I missed that.
Actually I quit.
Nobody takes my frock.
Most people notice when they've been teleported.
You guys are so sweet.
Sorry about the delay.
Had to take the nav-com off-line to override the teleport security.
You can spend ten minutes overriding your own protocols?
Maybe you should remember whose ship it is!
Oh, I do.
She was gorgeous.
Like I told her.
.
.
be back in five minutes.
This is a Chula ship.
Yeah, just like that medical transporter.
Only this one IS dangerous.
They're what fixed up my hands up.
Jack called them, um.
.
.
Nanobots?
Nanogenes?
Nanogenes, yeah.
Subatomic robots.
There's millions of them in here.
See?
Burned my hand on the console when we landed.
All better now.
They activate when the bulkhead's sealed, check you out for damage, fix any physical flaws.
Take us to the crash site.
I need to see your space junk.
Soon as I get the nav-com back on line.
Make yourselves comfortable.
Carry on with whatever it was you were.
.
.doing.
We were talking about dancing.
It didn't look like talking.
Didn't feel like dancing.
Halt!
Don't move!
So you used to be a Time Agent, and now you're trying to con 'em?
If it makes me sound any better, it's not for the money.
For what?
Woke up one morning when I was still working for them, found they'd stolen two years of my memories.
I'd like them back.
They stole your memories?
Two years of my life.
No idea what I did.
Your friend over there doesn't trust me and for all I know, he's right not to.
OK!
We're good to go!
The crash site?
As you were.
You feeling any better?
Just a touch, sir.
Chain her up where Jenkins can keep an eye on her.
No!
Not in here!
Not with him.
You shouldn't have broken in here if you didn't want to stay.
You don't understand!
Not with him!
This is a restricted area, Miss.
You can sit here for a bit, we're going to have to ask you a few questions.
Found these, sir.
Very professional.
A little bit too professional.
Didn't just drop in by accident, then.
My little brother died here.
I wanted to find out what killed him.
Take the men, check the fence for any other breaches.
And search the area, she may not have come here alone.
Yes, sir!
Please.
Listen, you can't leave me here.
Watch her, Jenkins!
Yes, Mummy.
Jenkins?
Sorry.
Sir, I don't know what's the matter with me.
Look, lock me up, fine, but not here.
Please, anywhere but here!
You'll be all right, Miss, I'm just a little.
.
.
just a little.
.
.just a little.
.
.
What's the matter with you?
Please.
Let me go.
Why would I do that?
Cos you've got a scar on the back of your hand.
Oh, yes, but what's that got to do with anything?
And you feel like you're gonna be sick.
Like something's forcing its way up your throat.
I know because I've seen it before.
What's happening to me?
In a minute you won't be you any more.
You won't even remember you.
And unless you let me go, it's going to happen to me too.
Please!
What are you talking about?
What's your mother's name?
Matilda.
You got a wife?
Yes.
Wife's name?
You got kids?
What's your name?
Please.
Let me go.
It's too late for you.
I'm sorry.
But please let me go.
What do you m.
.
.
?
M-m-m-mumm-y.
Mumme-e-e-e!
Well, there it is!
Hey, they've got Algy on duty.
Must be important.
We've gotta get past.
Are the words "distract the guard" heading in my general direction?
I don't think that'd be such a good idea.
Don't worry, I can handle it.
I've got to know Algy quite well, since I've been in town.
Trust me, you're not his type.
I'll distract him.
Don't wait up!
Relax!
He's a 51st-century guy.
He's just a bit more flexible when it comes to dancing.
How flexible?
By his time, you lot are spread out across half the galaxy.
Meaning?
So many species, so little time.
That's what we do when we get out there?
That's our mission?
We seek new life and.
.
.and.
.
.
Dance!
Hey, tiger.
How's it hanging?
Mummy?
Algy, old sport, it's me.
Mummy?!
It's me, Jack!
Jack?
Are you my.
.
.
mummy?
Stay back!
You men, stay away!
The effect's becoming airborne, accelerating.
What's keeping us safe?
Nothing.
Ah, here they come again.
All we need!
Didn't you say a bomb was gonna land here?
Never mind about that.
If the contaminant's airborne now, there's hours left.
Till what?
Till nothing!
Forever!
For the entire human race.
And can anyone else hear singing?
# Rock-a-bye baby on the tree tops # When the wind blows the cradle will rock # When the bow breaks the cradle will fall # Down will come baby cradle and all.
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# DOOR OPENS HE MOUTHS # Rock-a-bye baby.
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.on the tree tops # When the wind blows the cradle will rock.
# You see?
Just an ambulance!
That's an ambulance?
It's hard to explain, it's.
.
.
it's from another world.
They've been trying to get in.
Of course they have.
They think they've got their hands on Hitler's secret weapon.
What are you doing?
When you see this thing is empty you'll know I had nothing to do with it.
Oh!
Didn't happen last time.
It hadn't crashed last time.
There'll be emergency protocols.
Doctor, what is that?
Mummy.
Doctor!
Captain, secure those gates.
Why?
Just do it!
Nancy, how did you get in here?
Cut the wire.
Show Rose.
Setting 2428-D.
What?
Re-attaches barbed wire.
Go!
Who are you?
Who are any of you?
Never believe me if I told ya.
You just told me that was an ambulance from another world.
People are running round with gas mask heads calling for their mummies, the sky's full of bombs.
Tell me, do you think there's anything left I couldn't believe?
We're time travellers from the future.
Mad, you are!
We have a time travel machine.
Seriously.
It's not that.
All right, you got a time travel machine, I'll believe ya.
Believe anything, me.
.But what future?
Nancy, this isn't the end.
I know how it looks, it's not the end of the world or anything.
How can you say that?
Look at it.
Listen to me.
I was born in this city.
I'm from here.
In like 50 years time.
>From here?
I'm a Londoner.
>From your future.
But.
.
.but you're not.
.
.
What?
.German.
Nancy, the Germans don't come here.
They don't win.
Don't tell anyone I told you so.
But you know what?
You win.
We win?
Come on!
It's empty.
Look at it.
What do you expect in a Chula Medical Transporter?
Bandages?
Cough drops?
Rose?
I dunno.
Yes, you do.
Nanogenes!
It wasn't empty, Captain.
There was enough nanogenes in there to rebuild a species.
Oh, God.
Getting it now, are we?
When the ship crashes, the nanogenes escape.
Billions upon billions of them.
Ready to fix all the cuts and bruises in the whole world.
But what they find first is a dead child.
Probably killed earlier that night.
And wearing a gas mask.
And they brought him back to life?
They can do that?
What's life?
Life's easy.
A quirk of matter.
Nature's way of keeping meat fresh.
Nothing to a nanogene.
One problem though.
These nanogenes, they're not like the ones on your ship.
This lot have never seen a human being before.
Don't know what a human being's supposed to look like.
All they've got to go on is one little body, and there's not a lot left.
But they carry right on, they do what they're programmed to do - they patch it up.
Can't tell what's gas mask and what's skull but they do their best.
Then off they fly, off they go, work to be done!
Cos you see, now they think they know what people should look like.
And it's time to fix all the rest.
And they won't ever stop.
They won't ever, ever stop.
The entire human race is gonna be torn down and rebuilt in the form of one terrified child, looking for its mother.
And nothing in the world can stop it!
I didn't know.
BOMBS DROP IN THE DISTANCE Mummy, Mummy, Mummy, Mummy.
Rose!
It's bringing the gas-mask people here.
The ship thinks it's under attack.
It's calling the troops.
Standard protocol.
But the gas-mask people aren't troops!
They are now.
This is a battlefield ambulance.
The nanogenes don't just fix you up, they get you ready for the front line.
Equip you, programme you.
.
.
That's why the Child's so strong?
Why it could do that phoning thing?
It's a fully-equipped Chula Warrior, yes.
All that weapons tech in the hands of an hysterical four-year-old, looking for his Mummy and now there's an army of them.
ALL: Mummy!
Why don't they attack?
Good little soldiers.
Waiting for their commander.
The Child!
Jamie.
What?
Not the Child, Jamie.
So how long until the bomb falls?
Any second.
What's the matter, Captain?
Bit close to the volcano for you?
He's just a little boy.
I know.
He's just a little boy who wants his Mummy.
I know.
There isn't a little boy born who wouldn't tear the world apart to save his Mummy.
And this little boy can.
So what are we gonna do?
I don't know.
It's my fault.
No.
It is.
It's all my fault.
How can it be your.
.
.
?
ALL: Mummy!
Nancy, what age are you?
20, 21?
Older than you look, yes?
Doctor, that bomb.
.
.
we've got seconds!
You can teleport us out.
Not you guys.
The nav-com's back on line, gonna take too long to override the protocols.
So it's Volcano Day.
Do what you've got to do!
Jack?
How old were you five years ago, 15?
16?
Old enough to give birth anyway.
He's not your brother, is he?
Teenage single mother in 1941.
So you hid.
You lied.
You even lied to him.
Are you my mummy?
He's gonna keep asking, Nancy.
He's never gonna stop.
Tell him.
Nancy, the future of the human race is in your hands.
Trust me and tell him.
Are you my mummy?
Are you my mummy?
Are you my mummy?
Yes.
Yes, I am your mummy.
Mummy?
I'm here!
Are you my mummy?
I'm here.
Are you my mummy?
Yes.
Are you my mummy?
He doesn't understand, there's not enough of him left.
I am your mummy.
I will always be your mummy.
I'm so sorry.
I am so, so sorry.
What's happening?
Doctor, it's changing her, we've.
.
.
Ssh!
Come on, please!
Come on, you clever little nanogenes.
Figure it out!
The mother, she's the mother.
It's gotta be enough information.
Figure it out!
What's happening?!
See?
Recognising the same DNA!
Oh, come on!
Gimme a day like this!
Gimme this one!
Ha-ha, ha-ha!
Welcome back!
20 years to pop music, you're gonna love it.
What happened?
The nanogenes recognised the superior information.
The parent DNA.
They didn't change you, because you changed them.
Ha-ha!
Mother knows best.
Jamie.
.
.
Doctor, that bomb.
.
.
Taken care of it.
How?
Psychology.
BOMB WHISTLES Doctor!
Good lad.
The bomb's already commenced detonation.
I've put it in stasis, but it won't last long!
Change of plan!
Don't need the bomb.
Can you get rid of it, safely as you can?
Rose?
Yeah?
Goodbye!
By the way.
.
.loved the t-shirt!
What are you doing?
Software patch.
Gonna email the upgrade.
You want moves, Rose.
I'll give you moves!
Everybody lives, Rose.
Just this once!
Everybody lives!
Dr Constantine, who never left his patients.
Back on your feet, constant doctor.
World doesn't want to get by without you just yet and I don't blame it one bit.
These are your patients.
All better now.
Yes.
Yes, so it seems.
They also seem to be standing around in a disused railway station.
Is there any particular reason for that?
Yeah, well, cutbacks.
Whatever was wrong with them in the past you're probably gonna find that they're cured.
Just tell 'em what a great doctor you are, don't make a big thing of it.
OK?
Dr Constantine.
Mrs Harcourt, how much better you're looking!
My leg's grown back!
When I come to the hospital, I had one leg!
Well, there is a war on, is it possible you miscounted?
Right, you lot, lots to do.
Beat the Germans, save the world, don't forget the welfare state!
Setting this to self destruct soon as everybody's clear.
History says there was an explosion here.
Who am I to argue with history?
Usually the first in line.
The nanogenes will clean up their mess and switch themselves off cos I just told them to.
Nancy and Jamie will go to Dr Constantine for help.
.
.ditto.
All in all, all things considered, fantastic!
Look at you, beaming like you're Father Christmas!
Who says I'm not?
Red bicycle when you were 12.
What?
Ands everybody lives, Rose.
Everybody lives.
I need more days like this!
Doctor.
.
.
Go on, ask me anything.
I'm on fire.
What about Jack?
.Why did he say goodbye?
OK, computer.
.
.
how long can we keep the bomb in stasis?
ROBOTIC VOICE: 'Stasis decaying at 90% cycle.
'Detonation in three minutes.
' Can we jettison it?
'Any attempt to jettison the device will precipitate detonation.
'100% probability.
' We could stick it in an escape pod?
'There is no escape pod on board.
' OK, see the flaw in that.
I'll get in the escape pod.
'There is no escape pod on board.
' Did you check everywhere?
'Affirmative.
' UNDER THE SINK?
'Affirmative.
' OK.
Out of 100, exactly how dead am I?
'Termination of Captain Jack Harkness in under two minutes, 100% probability.
' Lovely, thanks.
Good to know the numbers.
'You're welcome.
' OK, then!
Think we'd better initiate emergency protocol 417.
'Affirmative.
' Ooh, a little too much vermouth.
See if I come here again.
Funny thing.
.
.
Last time I was sentenced to death, I ordered four hyper-vodkas for my breakfast.
All a bit of a blur after that.
Woke up in bed with both my executioners.
Mmm, lovely couple.
It's mauve and dangerous and about 30 seconds from London.
Excuse me, there's this thing I need to find, would've fallen from the sky.
.
.
Nancy, the thing I'm looking for, you know what I'm talking about, don't you?
A-a-ah!
I've got you, you're fine.
Hello.
Hello.
Jack Harkness, I've heard all about you.
It's 1941, the height of the London Blitz and something else has fallen on London.
He said it was a warship, he stole it, parked it somewhere out there, somewhere a bomb's going to fall on it unless we make him an offer.
It's a con.
I was conning you, that's what I am, I'm a con man.
There's something chasing you and the other kids.
Mummy, mummy.
You mustn't let him touch you.
What happens if he touches me?
It makes you like him.
Right, everybody out, across the back garden and under the fence.
Now, go, move!
You'll find them everywhere, in every bed in every ward, hundreds of them.
They've all got the same injuries, scarring on the back of the hand and the gas mask seems to be fused to the flesh.
What was the cause of death?
They're not dead!
Are you my Mummy?
It's me Nancy!
Don't let 'em touch you.
What happens if they touch us?
You're looking at it!
ROBOTIC VOICES: Mummy!
Go to your room!
Go to your room!
I mean it.
I'm very, very angry with you.
I'm very, very cross.
GO.
.
.TO.
.
.YOUR.
.
.ROOM!
I'm really glad that worked.
Those would have been terrible last words.
Jamie.
.
.
Why are they all wearing gas masks?
They're not.
Those masks are flesh and bone.
How was your con supposed to work?
Simple enough, really.
Find some harmless piece of space junk, let the nearest Time Agent track it back to Earth, convince him it's valuable, and name a price.
When he's put 50% up-front, oops, a German bomb falls on it, destroys it forever.
He never gets to see what he's paid for, never knows he's been had.
I buy him a drink with his own money and we discuss dumb luck.
The perfect, self-cleaning con.
Yeah.
Perfect.
The London Blitz is great for self-cleaners.
Pompeii's nice if you want to make a vacation of it, though.
But you've got to set your alarm for Volcano Day.
Getting a hint of disapproval.
Take a look around the room.
This is what your piece of harmless space junk did.
It was a burnt-out medical transporter, it was empty.
Rose!
Are we getting out of here?
We're going upstairs.
I programmed the flight computer so it wouldn't land on anything living.
I harmed no-one!
I don't know what's happening, but I had nothing to do with it.
I'll tell you what's happening.
You forgot to set your alarm clock.
It's Volcano Day!
AIR-RAID SIREN What's that?
The all clear.
I wish.
Ah!
I thought you were Jamie.
Mum, Dad!
Ruddy kids!
Get off of me!
Get your hands off me!
Oi, you, get in, get in!
Get her in there!
She's nicked.
Mr Spock?
Doctor.
You got a blaster?
Sure.
The night your space junk landed, someone was hurt.
This is where they were taken.
What happened?
Let's find out.
Get it open.
What's wrong with your sonic screwdriver?
Nothing.
Sonic blaster, 51st century.
Weapon factories of Villengard.
You've been to the factories?
Once.
They're gone now.
Main reactor went critical - vaporised the lot.
Like I said, once.
There's a banana grove there now.
I like bananas.
Bananas are good.
Nice blast pattern.
Digital.
Squareness gun.
Yeah.
I like it.
What do you think?
Something got out of here.
Yeah.
And?
Something powerful.
Angry.
Powerful and angry.
A child?
I suppose this explains "mummy"?
How could a child do this?
TAPE PLAYS: 'Do you know where you are?
Are you my mummy?
'Are you aware of what's around you?
'Can you.
.
.see?
'Are you my mummy?
'What do you want?
Do you know what.
.
.
?
'I want my mummy!
'Are you my mummy?
I want my mummy.
'Are you my mummy?
'Are you my mummy?
'Mummy?
Mummy?
' Doctor, I've heard this voice before.
Me too.
'Mummy?
' Always, " Are you my mummy?"
Like he doesn't know.
'Mummy.
' Why doesn't he know?
'Are you there, Mummy?
'Mummy!
' The police are on their way.
I pay for the food on this table.
The sweat on my brow, that food is.
The sweat on my brow!
Anything else you'd like?
I've got a whole house here.
Anything else you'd like to help yourself to?
Yeah.
I'd like some wire-cutters, please.
Something that can cut through barbed wire.
Oh, and a torch.
Don't look like that, Mr Lloyd.
.
.
I know you got plenty of tools in 'ere, I've been watching this house for ages.
And I'd like another look round your kitchen cupboards.
I was in an 'urry the first time.
The food on this table.
.
.
.is an awful lot of food, isn't it, Mr Lloyd?
A lot more than on anyone else's table.
Half this street thinks your missus must be messing about with Mr Haverstock, the butcher.
But she's not, is she?
You are.
Wire-cutters.
Torch.
Food.
And I'd like to use your bathroom before I leave, please.
Oh, look!
There's the sweat on your brow!
'Mummy?
Please, Mummy?
Mummy?
' Doctor?
Can you sense it?
Sense what?
Coming out of the walls.
Can you feel it?
'Mummy?
' Funny little human brains!
How do you get around in those things?
When he's stressed, he likes to insult species.
I'm thinking!
Cuts himself shaving, he does half an hour on life-forms he's cleverer than.
There are these children.
Living rough, round the bomb sites.
They come out during air raids looking for food.
'Mummy, please?
' Suppose they were there when this thing, whatever it was, landed.
It was a med-ship, it was harmless!
You keep saying harmless.
Suppose one of them was affected, altered.
Altered how?
'I'm here!
' It's afraid, terribly afraid.
And powerful.
.
.
it doesn't know it yet.
But it will do.
It's got the power of a god and I just sent it to its room!
Doctor.
.
.
'I'm here!
'Can't you see me?
' What's that noise?
End of the tape.
It ran out about 30 seconds ago.
I sent it to its room.
This is its room!
'Are you my mummy?
'Mummy?
' Doctor?
OK, on my signal, make for the door.
.
.
'Mummy?
' Now!
'Mummy?
' Go, now, don't drop the banana!
Why not?
Good source of potassium!
Gimme that!
'Mummy?
' Digital rewind.
Nice switch.
It's from the groves of Villengard - thought it was appropriate.
There's really a banana grove in the heart in Villengard?
And you did that?
Bananas are good.
Doctor!
Come on!
ROBOTIC VOICES: Mummy!
It's keeping us here till it can get at us!
It's controlling them?
It is them.
It's every living thing in this hospital.
OK.
This can function as a sonic blaster, a sonic cannon and it's a triple-enfolded sonic disruptor.
Doc, what you got?
I've got a sonic, uh,.
.
.
Never mind.
What?
It's sonic, OK, let's leave it at that.
Disruptor, cannon, what?
It's sonic, totally sonic, I am sonic-ed up!
A sonic what?
Screwdriver!
Going down!
Doctor, are you OK?
Could've used a warning.
Oh, the gratitude!
Who has a sonic screwdriver?
I do!
Lights?
Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks, "Ooh-hoo this could be a little more sonic?"
There's gotta be a light switch.
Never had a long night?
Never had a lot of cabinets to put up?
Mummy!
Door!
Mummy?
Mummy?
Mummy?
Damn it!
Mummy?
It's the special features, they drain the battery.
The battery?!
It's so lame!
I was going to send for another one.
But somebody's gotta blow up the factory.
I know.
First day I met him, he blew my job up.
That's how he communicates.
OK, that door should hold it for a bit.
The door?
The wall didn't stop it!
It's got to find us first!
Come on.
Assets!
Well, I've got a banana and in a pinch you could put up some shelves.
Window?
Barred.
Sheer drop outside, seven storeys.
And no other exits.
Well, the assets conversation went in a flash, didn't it?
So where'd you pick this one up, then?
Doctor!
She was hanging from a barrage balloon, I had an invisible space ship.
.
.
I never stood a chance.
OK!
One.
.
.
we've gotta get out of here.
Two.
.
.we can't get out of here.
Have I missed anything?
Yeah.
Jack just disappeared.
Thought as much.
What are all of you doing 'ere?
Different house every night, I told ya!
We thought you were dead or you'd run off.
I didn't.
I knew you'd come back for us.
Found that old thing in the junk.
Thinks he's can write now.
Writing a letter to me dad.
You don't even know where your dad is.
And how you gonna send it?
I dunno, stick it in an envelope.
You can't even read or write.
I don't need to, I've got a machine!
Will you stop making that noise?
!
I'm sorry, Jim.
On you go, you write a letter to your dad if you want to.
I know we should've went somewhere else, but we need you, see, for the thinking.
What if I wasn't 'ere?
What if one night I didn't come back for ya?
There's a war on, people go out.
They don't always come back.
It happens.
What would you do then?
They're wire cutters.
I need you to think about that.
Someone's gotta look after this lot.
Why?
You going somewhere?
.
.The bomb site.
The one at the railway station.
Why?
The Child.
That's where he was killed.
That's where it all started.
And I'm gonna find out how.
He'll get you.
And then he'll come for us.
He always comes for us!
No.
Ernie, he doesn't.
He always comes after me.
There are things I haven't told ya.
Things I can't tell ya.
As long as you're with me, you're in danger.
Even right now, you're in danger because of me.
You're the one that keeps us safe.
You think so, Ernie?
Then answer this.
Jim is sitting there right next to ya.
.
.
.so who's typing?
Is he coming?
Ernie, as long as you're with me.
.
.
he's always coming.
Plenty of greens.
And chew your food!
OK, so he vanished into thin air.
Why is it always the great-looking ones who do that?
!
I'm making an effort not to be insulted.
I mean.
.
.
men.
OK, thanks, that really helped.
Rose?
Doctor?
Can you hear me?
Back on my ship.
.
.
used the emergency teleport.
Sorry I couldn't take you, it's security-keyed to my molecular structure.
I'm working on it.
How are you speaking to us?
Om-Com - I can call anything with a speaker grill.
Now there's a coincidence!
What is?
The Child can Om-Com too.
It can?
Anything with a speaker grill.
Even the TARDIS phone.
What, you mean the Child can phone us?
'And I can hear you.
Coming to find you.
Coming to find you!
' Doctor, can you hear that?
Loud and clear.
I'll try to block out the signal.
Least I can do.
'Coming to find you, Mummy.
' Remember this one, Rose?
MUSIC: "Moonlight Serenade" by Glenn Miller Our song.
MUSIC PLAYS What you doing?
Trying to set up a resonation pattern in the concrete, loosen the bars.
You don't think he's coming back, do ya?
Wouldn't bet my life.
Why don't you trust him?
Why do you?
Saved my life.
Bloke-wise, that's up there with flossing.
I trust him cos he's like you.
Except with dating and dancing.
What?
You just assume I'm.
.
.
What?
You just assume I don't.
.
.dance.
What?
Are you telling me you do.
.
.
dance?
900 years old, me.
I've been around.
I think you can assume at some point I've danced.
You?
!
Problem?
Doesn't the universe implode or something if you dance?
Well, I've got the moves but I wouldn't wanna boast.
SHE TURNS MUSIC UP You've got the moves?
Show me your moves!
Rose, I'm, I'm trying to resonate concrete.
Jack'll be back.
He'll get us out.
So come on.
The world doesn't end cos the Doctor dances.
Barrage balloon?
What?
You were hanging from a barrage balloon.
Oh, yeah.
About two minutes after you left me.
Thousands of feet above London.
Middle of a German air raid, Union Jack all over my chest!
I've travelled with a lot of people, but you're setting new records for jeopardy friendly.
Is this you dancing?
Cos I've got notes.
Hanging from a rope.
Thousands of feet above London.
Not a cut, not a bruise.
Yeah, I know.
Captain Jack fixed me up.
We're calling him Captain Jack now?
Well, his name's Jack, and he's a captain.
He's not really a captain, Rose!
You know what I think?
I think you're experiencing captain envy.
You will find your feet at the end of your legs.
You may care to move 'em.
If ever he was a captain he's been defrocked.
Yeah?
Shame I missed that.
Actually I quit.
Nobody takes my frock.
Most people notice when they've been teleported.
You guys are so sweet.
Sorry about the delay.
Had to take the nav-com off-line to override the teleport security.
You can spend ten minutes overriding your own protocols?
Maybe you should remember whose ship it is!
Oh, I do.
She was gorgeous.
Like I told her.
.
.
be back in five minutes.
This is a Chula ship.
Yeah, just like that medical transporter.
Only this one IS dangerous.
They're what fixed up my hands up.
Jack called them, um.
.
.
Nanobots?
Nanogenes?
Nanogenes, yeah.
Subatomic robots.
There's millions of them in here.
See?
Burned my hand on the console when we landed.
All better now.
They activate when the bulkhead's sealed, check you out for damage, fix any physical flaws.
Take us to the crash site.
I need to see your space junk.
Soon as I get the nav-com back on line.
Make yourselves comfortable.
Carry on with whatever it was you were.
.
.doing.
We were talking about dancing.
It didn't look like talking.
Didn't feel like dancing.
Halt!
Don't move!
So you used to be a Time Agent, and now you're trying to con 'em?
If it makes me sound any better, it's not for the money.
For what?
Woke up one morning when I was still working for them, found they'd stolen two years of my memories.
I'd like them back.
They stole your memories?
Two years of my life.
No idea what I did.
Your friend over there doesn't trust me and for all I know, he's right not to.
OK!
We're good to go!
The crash site?
As you were.
You feeling any better?
Just a touch, sir.
Chain her up where Jenkins can keep an eye on her.
No!
Not in here!
Not with him.
You shouldn't have broken in here if you didn't want to stay.
You don't understand!
Not with him!
This is a restricted area, Miss.
You can sit here for a bit, we're going to have to ask you a few questions.
Found these, sir.
Very professional.
A little bit too professional.
Didn't just drop in by accident, then.
My little brother died here.
I wanted to find out what killed him.
Take the men, check the fence for any other breaches.
And search the area, she may not have come here alone.
Yes, sir!
Please.
Listen, you can't leave me here.
Watch her, Jenkins!
Yes, Mummy.
Jenkins?
Sorry.
Sir, I don't know what's the matter with me.
Look, lock me up, fine, but not here.
Please, anywhere but here!
You'll be all right, Miss, I'm just a little.
.
.
just a little.
.
.just a little.
.
.
What's the matter with you?
Please.
Let me go.
Why would I do that?
Cos you've got a scar on the back of your hand.
Oh, yes, but what's that got to do with anything?
And you feel like you're gonna be sick.
Like something's forcing its way up your throat.
I know because I've seen it before.
What's happening to me?
In a minute you won't be you any more.
You won't even remember you.
And unless you let me go, it's going to happen to me too.
Please!
What are you talking about?
What's your mother's name?
Matilda.
You got a wife?
Yes.
Wife's name?
You got kids?
What's your name?
Please.
Let me go.
It's too late for you.
I'm sorry.
But please let me go.
What do you m.
.
.
?
M-m-m-mumm-y.
Mumme-e-e-e!
Well, there it is!
Hey, they've got Algy on duty.
Must be important.
We've gotta get past.
Are the words "distract the guard" heading in my general direction?
I don't think that'd be such a good idea.
Don't worry, I can handle it.
I've got to know Algy quite well, since I've been in town.
Trust me, you're not his type.
I'll distract him.
Don't wait up!
Relax!
He's a 51st-century guy.
He's just a bit more flexible when it comes to dancing.
How flexible?
By his time, you lot are spread out across half the galaxy.
Meaning?
So many species, so little time.
That's what we do when we get out there?
That's our mission?
We seek new life and.
.
.and.
.
.
Dance!
Hey, tiger.
How's it hanging?
Mummy?
Algy, old sport, it's me.
Mummy?!
It's me, Jack!
Jack?
Are you my.
.
.
mummy?
Stay back!
You men, stay away!
The effect's becoming airborne, accelerating.
What's keeping us safe?
Nothing.
Ah, here they come again.
All we need!
Didn't you say a bomb was gonna land here?
Never mind about that.
If the contaminant's airborne now, there's hours left.
Till what?
Till nothing!
Forever!
For the entire human race.
And can anyone else hear singing?
# Rock-a-bye baby on the tree tops # When the wind blows the cradle will rock # When the bow breaks the cradle will fall # Down will come baby cradle and all.
.
.
# DOOR OPENS HE MOUTHS # Rock-a-bye baby.
.
.on the tree tops # When the wind blows the cradle will rock.
# You see?
Just an ambulance!
That's an ambulance?
It's hard to explain, it's.
.
.
it's from another world.
They've been trying to get in.
Of course they have.
They think they've got their hands on Hitler's secret weapon.
What are you doing?
When you see this thing is empty you'll know I had nothing to do with it.
Oh!
Didn't happen last time.
It hadn't crashed last time.
There'll be emergency protocols.
Doctor, what is that?
Mummy.
Doctor!
Captain, secure those gates.
Why?
Just do it!
Nancy, how did you get in here?
Cut the wire.
Show Rose.
Setting 2428-D.
What?
Re-attaches barbed wire.
Go!
Who are you?
Who are any of you?
Never believe me if I told ya.
You just told me that was an ambulance from another world.
People are running round with gas mask heads calling for their mummies, the sky's full of bombs.
Tell me, do you think there's anything left I couldn't believe?
We're time travellers from the future.
Mad, you are!
We have a time travel machine.
Seriously.
It's not that.
All right, you got a time travel machine, I'll believe ya.
Believe anything, me.
.But what future?
Nancy, this isn't the end.
I know how it looks, it's not the end of the world or anything.
How can you say that?
Look at it.
Listen to me.
I was born in this city.
I'm from here.
In like 50 years time.
>From here?
I'm a Londoner.
>From your future.
But.
.
.but you're not.
.
.
What?
.German.
Nancy, the Germans don't come here.
They don't win.
Don't tell anyone I told you so.
But you know what?
You win.
We win?
Come on!
It's empty.
Look at it.
What do you expect in a Chula Medical Transporter?
Bandages?
Cough drops?
Rose?
I dunno.
Yes, you do.
Nanogenes!
It wasn't empty, Captain.
There was enough nanogenes in there to rebuild a species.
Oh, God.
Getting it now, are we?
When the ship crashes, the nanogenes escape.
Billions upon billions of them.
Ready to fix all the cuts and bruises in the whole world.
But what they find first is a dead child.
Probably killed earlier that night.
And wearing a gas mask.
And they brought him back to life?
They can do that?
What's life?
Life's easy.
A quirk of matter.
Nature's way of keeping meat fresh.
Nothing to a nanogene.
One problem though.
These nanogenes, they're not like the ones on your ship.
This lot have never seen a human being before.
Don't know what a human being's supposed to look like.
All they've got to go on is one little body, and there's not a lot left.
But they carry right on, they do what they're programmed to do - they patch it up.
Can't tell what's gas mask and what's skull but they do their best.
Then off they fly, off they go, work to be done!
Cos you see, now they think they know what people should look like.
And it's time to fix all the rest.
And they won't ever stop.
They won't ever, ever stop.
The entire human race is gonna be torn down and rebuilt in the form of one terrified child, looking for its mother.
And nothing in the world can stop it!
I didn't know.
BOMBS DROP IN THE DISTANCE Mummy, Mummy, Mummy, Mummy.
Rose!
It's bringing the gas-mask people here.
The ship thinks it's under attack.
It's calling the troops.
Standard protocol.
But the gas-mask people aren't troops!
They are now.
This is a battlefield ambulance.
The nanogenes don't just fix you up, they get you ready for the front line.
Equip you, programme you.
.
.
That's why the Child's so strong?
Why it could do that phoning thing?
It's a fully-equipped Chula Warrior, yes.
All that weapons tech in the hands of an hysterical four-year-old, looking for his Mummy and now there's an army of them.
ALL: Mummy!
Why don't they attack?
Good little soldiers.
Waiting for their commander.
The Child!
Jamie.
What?
Not the Child, Jamie.
So how long until the bomb falls?
Any second.
What's the matter, Captain?
Bit close to the volcano for you?
He's just a little boy.
I know.
He's just a little boy who wants his Mummy.
I know.
There isn't a little boy born who wouldn't tear the world apart to save his Mummy.
And this little boy can.
So what are we gonna do?
I don't know.
It's my fault.
No.
It is.
It's all my fault.
How can it be your.
.
.
?
ALL: Mummy!
Nancy, what age are you?
20, 21?
Older than you look, yes?
Doctor, that bomb.
.
.
we've got seconds!
You can teleport us out.
Not you guys.
The nav-com's back on line, gonna take too long to override the protocols.
So it's Volcano Day.
Do what you've got to do!
Jack?
How old were you five years ago, 15?
16?
Old enough to give birth anyway.
He's not your brother, is he?
Teenage single mother in 1941.
So you hid.
You lied.
You even lied to him.
Are you my mummy?
He's gonna keep asking, Nancy.
He's never gonna stop.
Tell him.
Nancy, the future of the human race is in your hands.
Trust me and tell him.
Are you my mummy?
Are you my mummy?
Are you my mummy?
Yes.
Yes, I am your mummy.
Mummy?
I'm here!
Are you my mummy?
I'm here.
Are you my mummy?
Yes.
Are you my mummy?
He doesn't understand, there's not enough of him left.
I am your mummy.
I will always be your mummy.
I'm so sorry.
I am so, so sorry.
What's happening?
Doctor, it's changing her, we've.
.
.
Ssh!
Come on, please!
Come on, you clever little nanogenes.
Figure it out!
The mother, she's the mother.
It's gotta be enough information.
Figure it out!
What's happening?!
See?
Recognising the same DNA!
Oh, come on!
Gimme a day like this!
Gimme this one!
Ha-ha, ha-ha!
Welcome back!
20 years to pop music, you're gonna love it.
What happened?
The nanogenes recognised the superior information.
The parent DNA.
They didn't change you, because you changed them.
Ha-ha!
Mother knows best.
Jamie.
.
.
Doctor, that bomb.
.
.
Taken care of it.
How?
Psychology.
BOMB WHISTLES Doctor!
Good lad.
The bomb's already commenced detonation.
I've put it in stasis, but it won't last long!
Change of plan!
Don't need the bomb.
Can you get rid of it, safely as you can?
Rose?
Yeah?
Goodbye!
By the way.
.
.loved the t-shirt!
What are you doing?
Software patch.
Gonna email the upgrade.
You want moves, Rose.
I'll give you moves!
Everybody lives, Rose.
Just this once!
Everybody lives!
Dr Constantine, who never left his patients.
Back on your feet, constant doctor.
World doesn't want to get by without you just yet and I don't blame it one bit.
These are your patients.
All better now.
Yes.
Yes, so it seems.
They also seem to be standing around in a disused railway station.
Is there any particular reason for that?
Yeah, well, cutbacks.
Whatever was wrong with them in the past you're probably gonna find that they're cured.
Just tell 'em what a great doctor you are, don't make a big thing of it.
OK?
Dr Constantine.
Mrs Harcourt, how much better you're looking!
My leg's grown back!
When I come to the hospital, I had one leg!
Well, there is a war on, is it possible you miscounted?
Right, you lot, lots to do.
Beat the Germans, save the world, don't forget the welfare state!
Setting this to self destruct soon as everybody's clear.
History says there was an explosion here.
Who am I to argue with history?
Usually the first in line.
The nanogenes will clean up their mess and switch themselves off cos I just told them to.
Nancy and Jamie will go to Dr Constantine for help.
.
.ditto.
All in all, all things considered, fantastic!
Look at you, beaming like you're Father Christmas!
Who says I'm not?
Red bicycle when you were 12.
What?
Ands everybody lives, Rose.
Everybody lives.
I need more days like this!
Doctor.
.
.
Go on, ask me anything.
I'm on fire.
What about Jack?
.Why did he say goodbye?
OK, computer.
.
.
how long can we keep the bomb in stasis?
ROBOTIC VOICE: 'Stasis decaying at 90% cycle.
'Detonation in three minutes.
' Can we jettison it?
'Any attempt to jettison the device will precipitate detonation.
'100% probability.
' We could stick it in an escape pod?
'There is no escape pod on board.
' OK, see the flaw in that.
I'll get in the escape pod.
'There is no escape pod on board.
' Did you check everywhere?
'Affirmative.
' UNDER THE SINK?
'Affirmative.
' OK.
Out of 100, exactly how dead am I?
'Termination of Captain Jack Harkness in under two minutes, 100% probability.
' Lovely, thanks.
Good to know the numbers.
'You're welcome.
' OK, then!
Think we'd better initiate emergency protocol 417.
'Affirmative.
' Ooh, a little too much vermouth.
See if I come here again.
Funny thing.
.
.
Last time I was sentenced to death, I ordered four hyper-vodkas for my breakfast.
All a bit of a blur after that.
Woke up in bed with both my executioners.
Mmm, lovely couple.