Transcript: 9x02 The Witch's Familiar
Wow! A week!
Recap of part 1
EXT. ??
The landscape spins but something seems odd. We then see that CLARA is hanging upside-down.
MISSY:
Consider the Doctor. The Doctor, trapped. (sharpens a wooden stake with a knife) The Doctor, alone. You all right there, dear?
CLARA:
Where are we? How did we...?
We see that they are outside the city on Skaro and CLARA is hanging from an outcropping of rock by rope.
MISSY:
Shh, now -- Mummy's talking. OK, I'm going to tell you a story of the Doctor. It's classic. On the run, no Tardis. No friends, no help. In other words, the Doctor, happy. It was a long time ago.
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It switches to black and white. There are large columns and a person who appears to be the Fourth Doctor dodges behind a column. In the next break, it’s the First, then the Twelfth. As this scene plays out, MISSY talks.
MISSY: (v.o.)
Doesn't matter which face he was wearing, they're all the Doctor to me. So let's give it to the eyebrows.
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EXT. SKARO
CLARA:
But, the Daleks...
MISSY:
Yes, I'm coming to that.
CLARA:
Shouldn't we be, um...? I don't want to say dead.
MISSY:
Hush! (v.o.) He's travelling by teleporter. Unfortunately, his teleporter is out of power. Also unfortunate, he's being stalked by, oh, say about 50 android assassins? (on-screen) I may be rounding up. (pricks finger on stake) Ow! (v.o.) 50 invisible, indestructible android assassins, all exclusively programmed to kill him.
CLARA:
Why are you sharpening that stick?
MISSY:
Well, I've no idea how long we're going to be stuck out here. Might have to go hunting.
CLARA:
So why am I tied up?
MISSY:
In case there's nothing to hunt. (winks)
We return to MISSY’S story.
MISSY: (v.o.)
The Doctor, then. Surrounded. Outnumbered. Outgunned. And freeze. Nanoseconds to live. Four, I'd say, being generous.
Back on Skaro…
MISSY:
(stands) Now, my question is this: how did he survive? (walks to CLARA) Oh, come on, Clara! You know him. Consider the Doctor.
CLARA:
(pictures the situation) Where did he get that teleport thingy?
MISSY:
Oh, good, good. He stole one from an android.
CLARA:
So, I'm guessing he uses the same energy as the android weapons, right?
MISSY:
Excellent! Not seeing you as sandwiches now.
CLARA:
OK, then! He uses the energy wave from the android weapons to recharge the teleport bracelet and at the exact moment he's supposed to disintegrate, he actually teleports! Hang on -- that's how you did it. That's how we escaped the Daleks.
MISSY:
I modified the same principle for our vortex manipulators, yes. Blew them off, I'm afraid. But the Doctor, he improvised it. He must have got through several thousand calculations in the time it takes to fire up a disintegrator. Seriously, what a swot!
CLARA:
So the androids think he's dead and the Doctor escapes.
The DOCTOR in the story falls.
MISSY:
No, he's the Doctor. He fell into a nest of vampire monkeys.
The monkeys screech.
MISSY:
But that's another story!
MISSY releases CLARA who falls to the ground.
MISSY:
Why does the Doctor always survive?
CLARA:
Because he's clever.
MISSY:
Yes, but there's lots of clever dead people. I love killing clever clogs, they make the best faces.
CLARA:
(stands) Because he always assumes he's going to win. He always knows there's a way to survive. He just has to go and find it.
MISSY:
Yes, except this time, he made a will and threw himself a goodbye party. Now, if the Doctor assumes he's going to die, what happens then?
CLARA:
We do.
They turn to face the city.
MISSY:
He's trapped at the heart of the Dalek empire. He's a prisoner of the creatures who hate him most in the universe. Between us and him is everything the deadliest race in all of history can throw at us. We, on the other hand, have a pointy stick. How do we start?
CLARA:
We assume we're going to win.
MISSY:
Oh. Pity, really. I was actually quite peckish. (starts walking)
CLARA:
(catches up) Can I have a stick, too?
MISSY:
Make your own stick.
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Peter Capaldi
Jenna Coleman
DOCTOR WHO
“The Witch’s Familiar”
By
Steven Moffat
PRODUCER
Peter Bennett
DIRECTOR
Hettie MacDonald
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INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR is panicked thinking CLARA and MISSY are dead and he is stuck in the middle of SKARO surrounded by Daleks.
DAVROS:
It took me so long to realise it was you, standing at the gates of my beginning. And here you are at the end.
The DOCTOR stops at a table of Dalek guns.
DAVROS:
But this time, I have you at my mercy. Exterminate.
The DOCTOR puts a gun to the back of DAVROS’ head.
DAVROS:
Doctor?
The DOCTOR backs away and moves around to face him.
DAVROS:
Ancient. Inoperable.
The DOCTOR fires and nothing happens.
DOCTOR:
Genius.
DAVROS:
You would threaten a dying man? Have I not suffered enough?
DOCTOR:
Get out.
DAVROS:
I cannot leave this chamber. It sustains me.
DOCTOR:
(forcefully) Get out!
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DAVROS’ room is being monitored.
DALEK:
Alert! Alert! The infirmary is breached.
DALEK SUPREME:
Protect Davros. Davros must be assisted.
DALEK:
Davros is leaving the infirmary.
DALEK SUPREME:
Davros must remain. Davros cannot leave.
DAVROS: (v.o.)
My children! Help me!
DALEK SUPREME:
You must return to the infirmary.
DAVROS: (v.o.)
The Doctor is escaping. Find him. Find the Doctor.
DALEK SUPREME:
Find the Doctor! Seek, locate, destroy!
DALEKS:
Seek, locate, destroy. Seek, locate...
EXT. SKARO CITY
Daleks take to the sky searching for the DOCTOR.
INT. SKARO CITY
Daleks search the city for the DOCTOR.
EXT. SKARO CITY
CLARA and MISSY see all the activity.
CLARA:
What's happening?
MISSY:
What do you think?
CLARA:
He's in the middle of that?
MISSY:
(sees something behind them) Ah, that's what we need! (goes to get it)
CLARA watches the city.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The dot on the screen representing DAVROS gets closer to the control room.
DAVROS: (v.o.)
Assist me!
DALEK:
Davros approaches.
DALEK SUPREME:
Admit Davros! Admit the creator.
DAVROS: (v.o.)
Help me!
The door to the control room begins to slide open.
DALEK SUPREME:
Assist Davros! Assist!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The Daleks searching for the DOCTOR find DAVROS lying on the floor.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
When the door opens completely, we see it is the DOCTOR sitting in DAVROS’ chair. He glides the chair into the room.
DOCTOR:
Admit it. You've all had this exact nightmare.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
We see that DAVROS has no lower half to his body. At the waist we see the wires that connected him to the chair and his life support.
DAVROS:
Get... me... Sarff!
SARFF:
I am here.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The DOCTOR swirls the chair so he’s in the center of the room.
DOCTOR:
So! Anyone for dodgems?
DALEK SUPREME:
Exterminate!
DALEKS:
Exterminate! Exterminate!
The Daleks fire at the DOCTOR and a bright light covers the room.
INT. CAVE
CLARA:
Daleks have sewers?
MISSY:
With one significant difference.
CLARA:
Being?
MISSY:
They're ever so slightly alive.
CLARA:
They're what?
MISSY:
How much of a drop would you say that is? Can you see the bottom?
CLARA:
Too dark. (bends over for a better look) We could chuck a stone down, or something.
MISSY:
Oh, yeah, good idea.
MISSY pushes CLARA who falls into the hole with a scream before landing with a thud.
MISSY:
20 feet.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The DOCTOR slurps a cup of tea.
DOCTOR:
Of course, the real question is where did I get the cup of tea? Answer? I'm the Doctor. Just accept it.
DALEK SUPREME:
You are unharmed.
DOCTOR:
(spins) Proposition. Davros is an insane, paranoid genius who has survived among several billion trigger-happy mini-tanks for centuries. Conclusion? I'm definitely having his chair.
DALEK SUPREME:
You cannot escape, Doctor.
DOCTOR:
(aims Dalek gun) I'm guessing his personal force-field only works in one direction.
DALEK SUPREME:
The Doctor does not use weapons.
DOCTOR:
Doesn't he? Ah, listen to your little hearts beat!
CLARA pushes herself up off the ground. She looks up to see MISSY looking down at her.
MISSY:
Hello.
CLARA grabs the pointed stick and stands, holding it out towards MISSY.
MISSY:
Oh, poppet! Do you really think you could?
CLARA:
First chance I get.
MISSY:
You won't survive down here on your own.
CLARA:
You won't survive turning your back.
MISSY:
Ooh. How exciting.
MISSY turns her back and waits. CLARA can’t do it.
MISSY:
God, you're dull.
MISSY turns around and grabs the stick from CLARA’S hand.
MISSY:
In future, if you're going to take my stick, do me the courtesy of actually killing me. Team-work is all about respect.
CLARA:
We're not a team.
MISSY:
Of course we are. Every miner needs a canary. Now, hush, look around. Bit of a mess, isn't it?
CLARA:
You said it was a sewer.
MISSY:
Daleks don't generate much in the way of waste. (pokes the walls with the stick)
CLARA:
So what is it all, then?
MISSY:
Decaying Daleks. Daleks can't die. Genetically hard-wired to keep on living, whatever happens. Well... But they still age, poor loves. Over time, the body breaks down, rots, liquefies. Interestingly, the Dalek word for sewer is the same as their word... for graveyard.
MISSY jabs the stick into the wall and the Dalek shrieks. The cry is picked up by other remnants and it echoes.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The DOCTOR holds the gun.
DOCTOR:
Ask me what I want.
DALEK SUPREME:
Irrelevant. You will not prevail. You will not succeed.
DOCTOR:
I've been at the heart of your empire for 42 minutes, and I own it, and I haven't even got out of my chair. Ask me what I want.
DALEK SUPREME:
What do you want?
DOCTOR:
Clara Oswald.
EXT. SKARO
The DOCTOR’S voice carries over the city.
DOCTOR:
I want Clara Oswald, safe, alive and returned to me, immediately.
INT. SEWERS
MISSY and CLARA hear him
DOCTOR:
You bring her back, you do that. You do that now. Unharmed...'
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DOCTOR:
Unhurt... alive.
DALEK SUPREME:
Your associate...
DOCTOR:
I saw what happened. I was there. And I'm hoping, for all of our sakes, that it was a trick.
DALEK SUPREME:
It was not a deception.
DOCTOR:
Because if Clara Oswald is really dead then you'd better be very, very careful how you tell me.
INT. SEWERS
MISSY:
Listen to that. The Doctor without hope.
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INT. CONTROL ROOM
DOCTOR:
'Who's going to tell me?' Who's going to go first?
MISSY:
Nobody is safe now.
DOCTOR:
'All the power Davros had is mine.' Everything he had, I have. 'Who is going to tell me that Clara Oswald is really dead?'
MISSY:
He'll burn everything. Us too.
DALEK SUPREME:
Clara Oswald is not alive.
The DOCTOR is stunned. Before he can do anything, DAVROS appears on one of the monitors.
DAVROS:
Doctor, this urge for conquest... It is gratifying to see you learn.
DOCTOR:
Davros. You're up. Sorry, this seat's taken.
DAVROS:
Indeed. But not by you.
Snakes appear and wrap themselves around his wrists and neck. Soon they are around his body.
DAVROS:
You've met my head of personal security, I think. Colony Sarff. His agents are everywhere.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS is on the floor.
DAVROS:
Are you ready?
SARFF:
Of course.
DAVROS:
Be subtle, Colony Sarff -- tonight, we entrap a Time Lord.
SARFF uncoils.
INT. SEWERS
CLARA and MISSY near the end of the tunnel. There is a door at the end with what seems to be lit windows.
CLARA:
What is that? A lift?
MISSY:
What? Never mind the lift. See that thing on the wall?
CLARA:
What about it?
MISSY:
Take a look!
CLARA:
What is it?
MISSY:
Closer.
CLARA stands in front of the circular device on the wall and stares at it.
CLARA:
What am I even looking for?
MISSY:
Nothing. I'm giving it a good look at you.
DALEK: (v.o.)
Intruder alert! Intruder alert!
CLARA:
(ducks out of the way) Why the hell did you do that?
MISSY:
Ever ring a doorbell and run away?
DALEK: (v.o.)
Humanoid detected in lower level.
MISSY:
(handcuffs CLARA to the device) Not this time.
DALEK: (v.o.)
Dalek to Lower Level 13.
CLARA:
What the hell did you do that for?
MISSY:
We need to trap and kill a Dalek. You're the bait, I'm the hook.
CLARA tugs on the cuffs.
MISSY:
(removes her brooch and holds it up) Dark star alloy. Goes through armour plating like a knife through people.
CLARA:
Missy. Missy. Missy, uncuff me -- now!
MISSY:
It's pretty, though, isn't it? Got it in the olden days on Gallifrey. The Doctor gave it to me when my daughter...
MISSY stops when she hears the lift. She backs into an alcove.
MISSY:
Keep it talking. We need to draw it out of the lift.
CLARA:
You can't kill a Dalek with a brooch!
MISSY:
Yes, you can. Yes, you can.
The Dalek glides down the tunnel.
DALEK:
Humanoid detected. Remain still. Do not move. Scan in progress. Humanoid unauthorised in restricted area. Sterilisation proceeding.
MISSY:
Hey, you! Guess what? I just put a hole in you.
MISSY pricks the Dalek's 'globes' and steam comes out.
MISSY:
And another and another and another!
CLARA:
What are you doing?
MISSY:
Murdering a Dalek. I'm a Time Lady, it's our golf.
DALEK:
Damage levels insignificant.
MISSY:
Oh, really? I think you're forgetting you're surrounded by a bunch of very old, very angry Daleks.
The Daleks in the walls screech.
MISSY:
(bad American accent) You just got yourself a puncture in a bad neighbourhood. Meet the locals? All blind and squelchy and out of their tiny minds, but they can still smell! Nobody hates like a Dalek. Here they come! (sludge moves along the floor towards the Dalek) I think they want to steal your motor.
The Dalek “material” enters the casing and then oozes out the top.
DALEK:
Emergency! Emergency! My vision is impaired! Exterminate! Exterminate!
MISSY:
Oh, here comes the older generation!
The Dalek begins to fire wildly. MISSY unlocks CLARA.
MISSY:
Those young folks today are so tetchy!
MISSY pulls CLARA out of the way and pins her against a wall.
DALEK:
Emergency! Emergency! (explodes)
MISSY:
Wheeeeeee!
Smoke fills the tunnel.
EXT. BATTLEFIELD
The smoke clears to show us YOUNG DAVROS surrounded by hand-mines.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Help me! You can't leave me. You promised -- you did! You said I could survive. You said you'd help me. Help me!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR regains consciousness. He looks towards the window and sees DAVROS is back in his chair.
DAVROS:
I hope you are grateful. It wasn't easy to procure. And very nearly unique, of course. You should feel privileged. The only other chair on Skaro.
The DOCTOR realizes he is sitting on a chair.
DAVROS:
Don't get up.
DOCTOR:
You neither. (gets up and heads straight for the door)
DAVROS:
(moves to the center of the room) The chamber is sealed. And I believe you are not carrying your sonic device.
DOCTOR:
(steps away from the door) Gave it up. Bad memories.
DAVROS:
I am dying, Doctor.
DOCTOR:
(walks over to DAVROS) You keep saying that, you keep not dying. Can you give it some welly? Come on.
DAVROS:
And it is time for us to conclude our business together.
DOCTOR:
(scoffs) We have no business.
DAVROS:
We have nothing but. Look again at the cables, Doctor. Understand what they are. What they can do. Just step a little closer.
INT. SEWERS
,I.MISSY opens the lid of the Dalek and scoops out the remains of the mutant Kaled within it.
MISSY:
Get in.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DOCTOR:
They don't have much respect for you, do they? Your kids. Have you seen the state of this place? (runs finger over a surface) I mean, this is exactly where you dump a smelly old uncle/ family pet/genius scientist who couldn't even invent legs. Seriously, how do your boys take it when everybody else has got two eyes?
DAVROS:
You know what it is, of course.
DOCTOR:
Oh, yes -- it's a hyperspace relay, with some kind of genetic component.
DAVROS:
I am connected to the life force of every Dalek on this planet. It is what has kept me alive. As their hearts beat, so does mine.
DOCTOR:
Ooh... Nice. Vampiring off your own creations, just to eke out your days. I'm surprised the Daleks allow it.
DAVROS:
Oh, they have no choice. My Daleks are afflicted with a genetic defect.
DOCTOR:
What defect?
DAVROS:
Respect. Mercy for their father. Design flaws I was unable to eliminate.
The DOCTOR looks at the cables in understanding.
DAVROS:
And now he sees it. Now he understands. The cables, Doctor! Touch them. Imagine -- to hold in your hand the heartbeat of every Dalek on Skaro. They send me life. Is it beyond the wit of a Time Lord to send them death? A little work and it could be done.
DOCTOR:
Uh, why would you be telling me this?
DAVROS:
Genocide in a moment. Such slaughter, not in self-defence. Not as a simple act of war. Genocide as a choice. (glides towards the DOCTOR) Are you ready, Doctor? So many backs with a single knife.
The DOCTOR backs away from the cables. DAVROS takes the DOCTOR’S hand and lifts it towards the cables.
DAVROS:
Are you ready to be a god?
The DOCTOR steps closer and reaches a hand close to the cables but pulls it back.
DAVROS:
Why do you hesitate? No-one would know. Clara Oswald is dead. Is this the conscience of the Doctor, or his shame? The shame that brought you here.
DOCTOR:
There's no such thing as the Doctor. I'm just a bloke in a box, telling stories. I didn't come here because I'm ashamed. A bit of shame never hurt anyone. I came because you're sick and you asked. And because sometimes, on a good day, if I try very hard, I'm not some old Time Lord who ran away. I'm the Doctor.
DAVROS:
Compassion then.
DOCTOR:
Always.
DAVROS:
It grows strong and fierce in you, like a cancer.
DOCTOR:
I hope so.
DAVROS:
It will kill you in the end.
DOCTOR:
I wouldn't die of anything else.
DAVROS:
You may rely on it.
INT. SEWERS
CLARA is seated inside the Dalek casing and MISSY is fixing cables to her temples.
CLARA:
How am I supposed to make it go? Are there pedals?
MISSY:
Telepathic control. Open wide!
CLARA opens her mouth wide.
MISSY:
I meant your skull. Never mind... (jabs the connections into CLARA’S head)
CLARA:
Ow!
MISSY:
Shh, shh, now, don't worry.
CLARA:
Ow.
MISSY:
There's loads of nano-tech repairing any damage as the feed goes in.
CLARA:
What about when it comes out?
MISSY:
No idea, nobody knows. Anyway, to control the unit, you just have to think. Novel idea for you, but let's try it. Move forwards.
CLARA:
I don't know how to...
It moves forward and CLARA gasps.
MISSY:
You see?
CLARA:
Oh! How did I do that?
MISSY:
Circle right.
CLARA:
I can't...
It turns right.
MISSY:
Circle left.
It goes left.
MISSY:
There you go. All right, this won't hurt a bit.
MISSY presses a button and the casing begins to close.
CLARA:
Hang on -- no, Missy... No, no, no, no! No, Missy. Missy, no, no, no, please don't! Don't -- don't, please!
The unit clangs shut.
MISSY:
(peers inti the eyestalk) Are you OK?
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INT. DALEK
CLARA:
Fine, I think.
Outside, MISSY hears the reply in a Dalek voice. CLARA hears it as well and needs to test she heard it correctly.
CLARA:
OK. That's a bit weird.
MISSY laughs.
MISSY:
Just a bit! OK. All right. Shh -- say your name.
CLARA:
Why?
MISSY:
Just... just say. Just say it.
CLARA:
Clara.
That’s not what MISSY hears.
DALEK:
Dalek.
MISSY:
Say it again.
CLARA:
Clara Oswald.
DALEK:
Dalek. Dalek.
MISSY:
One more time!
CLARA:
(frustrated) I am Clara Oswald! I'm Clara Oswald!
DALEK:
I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek!
MISSY laughs. CLARA accidentally fires and MISSY gets out of the way. CLARA is shocked by what she did.
MISSY:
Whoa! Just... don't get emotional. Emotion fires the gun. OK?
CLARA:
I don't understand.
DALEK:
I do not understand.
MISSY:
Say..."I love you." Those exact words -- don't ask me why, just say it.
CLARA:
I love you.
DALEK:
Exterminate.
MISSY:
(laughs) Say, "You are different from me."
CLARA:
You are different from me.
DALEK:
Exterminate! Exterminate!
MISSY:
Say, "Ex-ter-min-ate!"
CLARA:
Exterminate!
DALEK:
Exterminate!
MISSY laughs as the Dalek fires and continues to say “Exterminate”.
MISSY:
Cybermen suppress emotion. Daleks channel it... through a gun. That's why they keep yelling, "Exterminate." It's how they reload. So, let's go and kill them. Come on.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS:
There is a question, Doctor. One I have longed to ask.
DOCTOR:
Yeah, well, if you're going to put your hand on my knee, it isn't going to go well.
DAVROS:
Why did you leave Gallifrey?
DOCTOR:
Well, because I did.
DAVROS:
You stole the Tardis, and ran and ran. Why?
DOCTOR:
It's a boring place, Gallifrey. I was going out of my mind.
DAVROS:
Yet you long to return.
DOCTOR:
Ah, well, I'm inconsistent.
DAVROS:
But it is always the same lie.
DOCTOR:
What lie?
DAVROS:
You weren't bored. No-one runs the way you have run for so small a reason.
DOCTOR:
I do.
DAVROS:
No, you don't. Colony Sarff confiscated these items on your arrival. (wheels closer) A Time Lord confession dial, I believe. Your confession. Tell me. Send me to my grave with this precious knowledge. What IS the Doctor's confession? (reaches for the dial)
DOCTOR:
Don't you dare!
DAVROS:
(hand stops) Is it possible I have touched a nerve?
DOCTOR:
Some things matter to me, Davros. Not many, but a few. And you don't put your fingers anywhere near them. (grabs glasses) And they'd better not be scratched. These are my best ones. (puts them on)
DAVROS:
Still you play the fool.
DOCTOR:
Well, by now that should make you nervous.
INT. HALLWAY
DALEK:
Halt!
MISSY puts her hands up. CLARA in the Dalek casing is behind her.
DALEK:
Report.
CLARA: (as Dalek)
Humanoid intruder found on lower levels.
DALEK:
Why has the intruder not been exterminated? Explain! Explain! Explain!
CLARA hesitates.
MISSY:
I'm a prisoner of special significance. Count the hearts.
DALEK:
You are a Time Lord?
MISSY:
Time Lady, thank you. (puts hands down) Some of us can afford the upgrade. (leans against wall, one hand on hip) Is it still the same old Supreme Dalek these days? I fought him once on the slopes of the Never Vault. Tell him the bitch is back.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS:
Make your confession, Doctor. Why did you really leave Gallifrey?
DOCTOR:
How long has it been, you and I?
DAVROS:
Long enough. Galaxies have burned.
DOCTOR:
And now you ask me a personal question?
DAVROS:
You have slaughtered billions of my children, as I have slaughtered billions of your race. We have exhausted the conventional means of communication.
DOCTOR:
(yanks off glasses and stares at DAVROS) My people are alive. They didn't die. I brought them back. I found a way.
DAVROS:
Is this true?
DOCTOR:
Gallifrey is back in the sky. I don't know where, I may never know, but Gallifrey is back and it is safe from both of us.
DAVROS:
Doctor, my most sincere congratulations.
DOCTOR:
I'm sorry?
DAVROS:
This is wonderful news. Beyond all hope! I congratulate you.
DOCTOR:
Why are you saying that?
DAVROS:
A man should have a race. A people. An allegiance. A man should belong, Doctor. Believe me, please! I am happy for you. So happy.
DOCTOR:
I don't... I don't understand this. Why...? (breaks off as he looks at DAVROS)
DAVROS:
Come closer again. Let me see your face.
DOCTOR:
You've seen it often enough.
DAVROS:
Let me see it again with my own eyes.
The blue light on DAVROS’ forehead goes dark. The DOCTOR moves closer. With labor breathing, DAVROS opens his true eyes.
DAVROS:
Closer. Please.
The DOCTOR kneels in front of DAVROS and looks into his eyes.
DAVROS:
If you have redeemed the Time Lords from the fire, do not lose them again. Take the darkest path into the deepest hell but protect your own as I have sought to protect mine. Did I do right, Doctor? Tell me. Was I right? I need to know before the end. Am I a good man?
DOCTOR:
You really are dying, aren't you?
DAVROS:
Look at me. Did you doubt it?
DOCTOR:
Yes.
DAVROS:
Then we have established one thing only.
DOCTOR:
What?
DAVROS:
You are not a good doctor.
After a moment, the Doctor starts to laugh and DAVROS chuckles. The latter then has trouble breathing.
DAVROS:
Pity. I had hoped to see the sun one last time with the eyes of my true self.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
MISSY waltzes in with Dalek CLARA behind her.
MISSY:
Oh, hello! Look at you all, with your nice, shiny domes. Oh! I am loving this. (sits on dais) (to DALEK SUPREME) You're my secret favourite. Don't tell the others.
DALEK SUPREME:
You are an enemy of the Daleks.
MISSY:
Yes, well, anyone who's not a Dalek is an enemy of the Daleks, so that was an easy guess.
DALEK SUPREME:
You will be exterminated.
MISSY:
Please. Please do, because I have been on my feet all day. (stands) But before you get all exterminate-y -- two things. One, I want to see Davros. Two, I have a lovely little gift for you all, if you take me to him right now.
DALEK SUPREME:
We do not negotiate.
MISSY:
Clara Oswald. I brought you complete control of the Doctor, giftwrapped. Better -- canned.
Inside the Dalek, CLARA knows she’s in trouble.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS is positioned by the window so he can see the sun rise. Light is just beginning to appear on the horizon.
DAVROS:
It is beautiful, my world, is it not?
DOCTOR:
How did you get it back?
As DAVROS is looking outside, the DOCTOR is working with the wires.
DAVROS:
The Daleks remade it. Like you, they have a strong concept of home.
DOCTOR:
No, like you. Everything you are, they are. (attaches wires to the chair)
DAVROS:
Like both of us, perhaps. How far we have come, to go home again.
DOCTOR:
I'm trying to pep this up, but you've been going a long time. Every Dalek on Skaro isn't enough anymore.
DAVROS:
It is so good of you to help me.
DOCTOR:
I'm not helping you. I'm helping a little boy I abandoned on a battlefield. I think I owe him a sunrise.
The sun appears over a peak.
DOCTOR:
Come on, chin up.
DAVROS moans softly.
DOCTOR:
Any minute now...
DAVROS:
I have always admired you, Doctor.
DOCTOR:
Here it comes.
DAVROS:
I wish just once we had been on the same side.
DOCTOR:
(leans over) Look, the sun's coming up. We're on the same side now.
DAVROS:
I regret I cannot open my eyes. (gasps)
DOCTOR:
(leans in closer) OK. Don't ever tell anyone that I did this.
The DOCTOR shakes his right hand and it soon begins to glow.
DOCTOR:
A little bit of regeneration energy. Probably cost me an arm or a leg somewhere down the line. Or I'll just be really little.
The DOCTOR goes back into the space where DAVROS was surrounded by the wires. As the DOCTOR takes one in his hand, DAVROS chuckles.
DOCTOR:
Should be enough, just to...
The DOCTOR screams and jerks. His hands are bound to the wires by snakes. His energy is now being channeled to DAVROS’ chair.
DAVROS:
Hold him firm, Colony Sarff. He is precious to us now.
DOCTOR:
(gasps and groans) What are you doing?
DAVROS:
(light back on) Regeneration energy. The ancient magic of the Time Lords. I thought I would have to tear you apart to take it from you but, as always, your compassion is your downfall.
DOCTOR:
No! No! No, please! No!
DAVROS:
You have opened your veins of your own free will, and all Daleks shall drink the blood of Gallifrey. They shall rise stronger than ever.
The DOCTOR continues to scream.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DALEK SUPREME:
Where is Clara Oswald? You will tell us! You will tell us! You will tell us...
They all seem to shut off.
MISSY:
I'm sorry. Was I, um... Was I boring you?
Regeneration energy starts wafting out from their vents.
MISSY:
No. No, no, no, no, Doctor. What have you done??
CLARA:
What's happening?
DALEK:
What is happening?
MISSY:
I have to find the Doctor. (runs from the room)
CLARA:
No.
DALEK:
Exterminate!
CLARA:
No!
DALEK:
Exterminate!
CLARA:
Please, you can't just leave me here. Please! (follows MISSY)
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR is on his knees as the energy continues to drain from him.
DAVROS:
There was a prophecy, Doctor, on your own world.
DOCTOR:
Please... you must... You must stop this. You must stop this!
DAVROS:
It spoke of a hybrid creature. Two great warrior races forced together to create a warrior greater than either. Is that what you ran from, Doctor? Your part in the coming of the hybrid? Half Dalek, half Time Lord!
INT. HALLWAY
MISSY encounters a powered-down DALEK.
MISSY:
Give me your gun! (yanks out its gun)
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR continues to scream. MISSY shoots the door lock, rushes into the room and shoots at the wires connected to the ceiling. She kills SARFF, freeing the DOCTOR.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The DALEKS come back “online”.
DALEK SUPREME:
We are renewed. We are more powerful. The experiment has succeeded. All praise Davros.
DALEKS:
All praise Davros! All praise Davros!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR is lying unconscious on the floor and MISSY taps his face.
MISSY:
Morning!
DOCTOR:
(sits ups) Where's Clara?
MISSY:
Oh, hello to you, too.
DOCTOR:
You're alive, so she is too. Where is she?
MISSY:
I'm fine, thanks for asking(!)
DAVROS:
Oh, you are not fine. Thanks to you, Doctor, my creations shall grow to yet greater supremacy, and my own life is prolonged. This is the final defeat of the Time Lords. Have you NOTHING to say, Doctor?
The DOCTOR stands as DAVROS talks.
DOCTOR:
Three. (runs and grabs confession dial)
DAVROS:
Do you understand what has happened? Hear my children sing.
DOCTOR:
(slips dial into pocket) Two.
MISSY:
Oh, I know that face.
DAVROS:
All praise Davros, creator and saviour of the Daleks.
DOCTOR:
(brushes off jacket and hands) One!
The room shakes.
DAVROS:
What is that?
The room shakes again.
DAVROS:
What's happening?
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The Daleks don’t know what to do. Some just spin around.
DALEK SUPREME:
We are under attack. Explain! Explain!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DOCTOR:
I knew exactly what you were doing, and I let you do it. You transmitted regeneration energy into every Dalek on this planet. Every single one.
DAVROS:
What have you done?
DOCTOR:
One word. No, two words, actually. First word: moron.
MISSY sniggers.
DOCTOR:
Second word: sewers.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DALEK:
Emergency! What is happening? Power is fluctuating!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS:
No. This cannot be correct. How can this be?
DOCTOR:
Generations of Daleks just woke up very cross, and they're coming up the pipes. Or to put it another way... bye! (heads for the door)
DAVROS:
Doctor, you must help me.
MISSY:
Can I just say, it's been an absolute pleasure to finally meet you?
MISSY holds out her hand as if to shake but then pokes DAVROS in his blue “eye”. He groans.
MISSY:
Doctor! (runs after the DOCTOR)
INT. HALLWAY
The DOCTOR runs down the hallway and falls against a wall as the building rumbles and shakes. His fingers land in a dark sludge and he looks up to see it falling through a ventilator.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
One of the Daleks has the same sludge pouring out of his vents.
DALEK:
My vision is impaired. I cannot see.
DALEK SUPREME:
(spins on dais) Alert. I cannot control.
INT. HALLWAY
The DOCTOR stops at a T-junction when he sees an unimpaired DALEK heading towards him.
DALEK:
Doctor!
DOCTOR:
This city is about to be sucked into the ground. Your own sewer is about to consume you. There's no way you can win, there is nothing you can do, so just tell me, where is Clara Oswald?
DALEK:
I am a Dalek.
DOCTOR:
Yes, you're a Dalek. Where is Clara?
DALEK:
I am a Dalek.
DOCTOR:
Yes, I know that you're a Dalek. Where is Clara Oswald?
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
It's me, I'm right here! It's me, I'm in here! It's Clara!
DALEK:
I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek!
MISSY arrives aiming the Dalek gun.
MISSY:
Doctor, stop! It's you, isn't it? No offence, you all look alike, but it is... it is you?
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
Yes, it's me, it's me. I'm right here.
DALEK:
Affirmative.
MISSY:
Clara's dead, Doctor. This is the one that killed her.
DALEK:
Do not listen to her. I am a Dalek, I am a Dalek.
MISSY:
I got her out of the city, but this one caught us and shot her down. There was nothing I could do, I'm afraid.
DALEK:
I am a Dalek.
MISSY:
She ran, she screamed. I'm so glad you didn't have to see that.
DALEK:
I am a Dalek. I am a Dalek.
MISSY:
This one's a mad one, isn't it? I mean, it's almost like it's proud.
DALEK:
I am a Dalek. I am a Dalek. I am a Dalek!
MISSY:
(walks behind the DOCTOR and slips the gun into his slack hand) Kill it, Doctor. They're all going to die anyway. Indulge yourself. Go on, kill the Dalek.
DALEK:
(backs away) Do not kill me! Do not kill me!
DOCTOR:
(aims gun) Is Clara dead?
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
No! Doctor, no! I'm not dead, I'm in here! Can you hear me?
DALEK:
I am a Dalek. I am alive.
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
I'm your friend. I'm your friend!
DALEK:
I am your enemy. Your enemy.
The DOCTOR holds the gun out, preparing to fire.
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
No, please, don't.
DALEK:
Mercy. Mercy.
DOCTOR:
You shouldn't be able to say that.
DALEK:
Mercy.
DOCTOR:
That word shouldn't exist in your vocabulary. How did Davros teach you to say that?
DALEK:
Mercy.
DOCTOR:
Why aren't you trying to kill me?
DALEK:
Mercy.
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
Because I would never kill you. You are the last person I would ever kill.
DALEK:
I... show... mercy.
DOCTOR:
I'm putting the gun down. Open your casing.
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
How?
DALEK:
How?
DOCTOR:
Just think the word "open". It'll work.
CLARA lowers her head and closes her eyes. In the hall, we see the casing open.
MISSY:
Oh, look at that. Now, there's a surprise.
DOCTOR:
Missy, run.
CLARA:
Doctor...
The DOCTOR helps CLARA as MISSY talks.
MISSY:
In a way, this is why I gave her to you in the first place. To make you see. The friend inside the enemy, the enemy inside the friend.
DOCTOR:
I'm sorry, Clara. I'm so sorry!
MISSY:
Everyone's a bit of both. Everyone's a hybrid.
DOCTOR:
I said, run!
MISSY:
It wasn't me who ran, Doctor. That was always you. (leaves)
INT. SEWERS
The walls bulge and recede, like they are breathing.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The floor has more cracks and sludge and more Daleks are being compromised. The DOCTOR and CLARA run in.
DALEK:
Emergency! Dalek control is compromised.
A beam falls from the ceiling.
DOCTOR:
Where was the TARDIS? It was over there somewhere, wasn't it? (waves with the gun)
The DOCTOR and CLARA run across the floor.
DALEK SUPREME:
What is happening? Explain! Explain!
DOCTOR:
(stops) Dalek Supreme, your sewers are revolting. (continues)
More of the room falls in their way.
DALEK SUPREME:
You will assist, or you will be exterminated.
DOCTOR:
Oh, well, go on, then. Exterminate away.
CLARA:
Doctor!
The Daleks fire but the shots are repulsed.
DOCTOR:
Oops, sorry. TARDIS force field is still here. We get in, you don't.
DALEK SUPREME:
The TARDIS has been destroyed.
DOCTOR:
Oh, don't be silly, of course it hasn't. It just redistributed itself for a moment -- Hostile Action Dispersal System. I'll give it a quick blast from my sonic, and the real-time envelope will reassemble right here.
CLARA:
Doctor, you don't have your screwdriver.
DOCTOR:
Oh, yeah, I'm over screwdrivers. They spoil the line of your jacket. These days, I'm all about wearable technology. (puts on sunglasses)
CLARA:
No! No? Seriously?
The DOCTOR taps the side of the glasses and we hear the familiar sonic whir. The air in the room begins to thicken and coalesce.
DALEK SUPREME:
What is happening?
DOCTOR:
Oh, same old, same old. Just the Doctor and Clara Oswald in the Tardis.
The TARDIS reforms around them and dematerializes as the Daleks fire.
INT. HALLWAY
MISSY runs as the building crumbles around her. She stops in a large room as she comes face-to-face with two Daleks.
DALEK:
Humanoid detected. Humanoid detected. Remain still. Do not move. Do not move. You are a Time Lord.
More come up behind her and block her escape. She is surrounded.
MISSY:
You know what? I've just had a very clever idea.
EXT. SKARO
On a distant outcropping, the DOCTOR and CLARA watch the destruction of the city.
CLARA:
No chance you're going to tell me what's in that confession dial, I suppose?
DOCTOR:
Hmm. (slips dial into trouser pocket) Doesn't make sense.
CLARA:
What doesn't?
DOCTOR:
When you were in the Dalek, you made it say "mercy". It shouldn't have understood the concept, it shouldn't have been able to say it. How did a tiny piece of mercy get into the DNA of the Daleks? (slowly realizes something and runs back to the TARDIS)
CLARA:
Doctor?
EXT. BATTLEFIELD
The smoke clears to show us YOUNG DAVROS surrounded by hand-mines.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Help me! You can't leave me, you promised. You said I had a chance.
We hear the TARDIS. YOUNG DAVROS looks behind him.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Who are you? I don't get it. How did you get there?
DOCTOR:
From the future.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Are you going to save me?
DOCTOR:
I'm going to save my friend the only way I can. Exterminate!
The DOCTOR raises the Dalek gun. YOUNG DAVROS curls up, ducking his head. The DOCTOR shoots the hand mines.
DOCTOR:
Come on, I'll take you home.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Which side are you on? Are you the enemy?
DOCTOR:
(walks towards him) I'm not sure that any of that matters. Friends, enemies. So long as there's mercy. Always mercy.
The DOCTOR holds out his hand and YOUNG DAVROS takes it and they walk across the field - the DOCTOR holding a Dalek gun and YOUNG DAVROS holding the sonic screwdriver.
Recap of part 1
EXT. ??
The landscape spins but something seems odd. We then see that CLARA is hanging upside-down.
MISSY:
Consider the Doctor. The Doctor, trapped. (sharpens a wooden stake with a knife) The Doctor, alone. You all right there, dear?
CLARA:
Where are we? How did we...?
We see that they are outside the city on Skaro and CLARA is hanging from an outcropping of rock by rope.
MISSY:
Shh, now -- Mummy's talking. OK, I'm going to tell you a story of the Doctor. It's classic. On the run, no Tardis. No friends, no help. In other words, the Doctor, happy. It was a long time ago.
???
It switches to black and white. There are large columns and a person who appears to be the Fourth Doctor dodges behind a column. In the next break, it’s the First, then the Twelfth. As this scene plays out, MISSY talks.
MISSY: (v.o.)
Doesn't matter which face he was wearing, they're all the Doctor to me. So let's give it to the eyebrows.
CONTINUED, INTERCUT WITH -
- CUT TO:
EXT. SKARO
CLARA:
But, the Daleks...
MISSY:
Yes, I'm coming to that.
CLARA:
Shouldn't we be, um...? I don't want to say dead.
MISSY:
Hush! (v.o.) He's travelling by teleporter. Unfortunately, his teleporter is out of power. Also unfortunate, he's being stalked by, oh, say about 50 android assassins? (on-screen) I may be rounding up. (pricks finger on stake) Ow! (v.o.) 50 invisible, indestructible android assassins, all exclusively programmed to kill him.
CLARA:
Why are you sharpening that stick?
MISSY:
Well, I've no idea how long we're going to be stuck out here. Might have to go hunting.
CLARA:
So why am I tied up?
MISSY:
In case there's nothing to hunt. (winks)
We return to MISSY’S story.
MISSY: (v.o.)
The Doctor, then. Surrounded. Outnumbered. Outgunned. And freeze. Nanoseconds to live. Four, I'd say, being generous.
Back on Skaro…
MISSY:
(stands) Now, my question is this: how did he survive? (walks to CLARA) Oh, come on, Clara! You know him. Consider the Doctor.
CLARA:
(pictures the situation) Where did he get that teleport thingy?
MISSY:
Oh, good, good. He stole one from an android.
CLARA:
So, I'm guessing he uses the same energy as the android weapons, right?
MISSY:
Excellent! Not seeing you as sandwiches now.
CLARA:
OK, then! He uses the energy wave from the android weapons to recharge the teleport bracelet and at the exact moment he's supposed to disintegrate, he actually teleports! Hang on -- that's how you did it. That's how we escaped the Daleks.
MISSY:
I modified the same principle for our vortex manipulators, yes. Blew them off, I'm afraid. But the Doctor, he improvised it. He must have got through several thousand calculations in the time it takes to fire up a disintegrator. Seriously, what a swot!
CLARA:
So the androids think he's dead and the Doctor escapes.
The DOCTOR in the story falls.
MISSY:
No, he's the Doctor. He fell into a nest of vampire monkeys.
The monkeys screech.
MISSY:
But that's another story!
MISSY releases CLARA who falls to the ground.
MISSY:
Why does the Doctor always survive?
CLARA:
Because he's clever.
MISSY:
Yes, but there's lots of clever dead people. I love killing clever clogs, they make the best faces.
CLARA:
(stands) Because he always assumes he's going to win. He always knows there's a way to survive. He just has to go and find it.
MISSY:
Yes, except this time, he made a will and threw himself a goodbye party. Now, if the Doctor assumes he's going to die, what happens then?
CLARA:
We do.
They turn to face the city.
MISSY:
He's trapped at the heart of the Dalek empire. He's a prisoner of the creatures who hate him most in the universe. Between us and him is everything the deadliest race in all of history can throw at us. We, on the other hand, have a pointy stick. How do we start?
CLARA:
We assume we're going to win.
MISSY:
Oh. Pity, really. I was actually quite peckish. (starts walking)
CLARA:
(catches up) Can I have a stick, too?
MISSY:
Make your own stick.
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Peter Capaldi
Jenna Coleman
DOCTOR WHO
“The Witch’s Familiar”
By
Steven Moffat
PRODUCER
Peter Bennett
DIRECTOR
Hettie MacDonald
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INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR is panicked thinking CLARA and MISSY are dead and he is stuck in the middle of SKARO surrounded by Daleks.
DAVROS:
It took me so long to realise it was you, standing at the gates of my beginning. And here you are at the end.
The DOCTOR stops at a table of Dalek guns.
DAVROS:
But this time, I have you at my mercy. Exterminate.
The DOCTOR puts a gun to the back of DAVROS’ head.
DAVROS:
Doctor?
The DOCTOR backs away and moves around to face him.
DAVROS:
Ancient. Inoperable.
The DOCTOR fires and nothing happens.
DOCTOR:
Genius.
DAVROS:
You would threaten a dying man? Have I not suffered enough?
DOCTOR:
Get out.
DAVROS:
I cannot leave this chamber. It sustains me.
DOCTOR:
(forcefully) Get out!
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DAVROS’ room is being monitored.
DALEK:
Alert! Alert! The infirmary is breached.
DALEK SUPREME:
Protect Davros. Davros must be assisted.
DALEK:
Davros is leaving the infirmary.
DALEK SUPREME:
Davros must remain. Davros cannot leave.
DAVROS: (v.o.)
My children! Help me!
DALEK SUPREME:
You must return to the infirmary.
DAVROS: (v.o.)
The Doctor is escaping. Find him. Find the Doctor.
DALEK SUPREME:
Find the Doctor! Seek, locate, destroy!
DALEKS:
Seek, locate, destroy. Seek, locate...
EXT. SKARO CITY
Daleks take to the sky searching for the DOCTOR.
INT. SKARO CITY
Daleks search the city for the DOCTOR.
EXT. SKARO CITY
CLARA and MISSY see all the activity.
CLARA:
What's happening?
MISSY:
What do you think?
CLARA:
He's in the middle of that?
MISSY:
(sees something behind them) Ah, that's what we need! (goes to get it)
CLARA watches the city.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The dot on the screen representing DAVROS gets closer to the control room.
DAVROS: (v.o.)
Assist me!
DALEK:
Davros approaches.
DALEK SUPREME:
Admit Davros! Admit the creator.
DAVROS: (v.o.)
Help me!
The door to the control room begins to slide open.
DALEK SUPREME:
Assist Davros! Assist!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The Daleks searching for the DOCTOR find DAVROS lying on the floor.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
When the door opens completely, we see it is the DOCTOR sitting in DAVROS’ chair. He glides the chair into the room.
DOCTOR:
Admit it. You've all had this exact nightmare.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
We see that DAVROS has no lower half to his body. At the waist we see the wires that connected him to the chair and his life support.
DAVROS:
Get... me... Sarff!
SARFF:
I am here.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The DOCTOR swirls the chair so he’s in the center of the room.
DOCTOR:
So! Anyone for dodgems?
DALEK SUPREME:
Exterminate!
DALEKS:
Exterminate! Exterminate!
The Daleks fire at the DOCTOR and a bright light covers the room.
INT. CAVE
CLARA:
Daleks have sewers?
MISSY:
With one significant difference.
CLARA:
Being?
MISSY:
They're ever so slightly alive.
CLARA:
They're what?
MISSY:
How much of a drop would you say that is? Can you see the bottom?
CLARA:
Too dark. (bends over for a better look) We could chuck a stone down, or something.
MISSY:
Oh, yeah, good idea.
MISSY pushes CLARA who falls into the hole with a scream before landing with a thud.
MISSY:
20 feet.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The DOCTOR slurps a cup of tea.
DOCTOR:
Of course, the real question is where did I get the cup of tea? Answer? I'm the Doctor. Just accept it.
DALEK SUPREME:
You are unharmed.
DOCTOR:
(spins) Proposition. Davros is an insane, paranoid genius who has survived among several billion trigger-happy mini-tanks for centuries. Conclusion? I'm definitely having his chair.
DALEK SUPREME:
You cannot escape, Doctor.
DOCTOR:
(aims Dalek gun) I'm guessing his personal force-field only works in one direction.
DALEK SUPREME:
The Doctor does not use weapons.
DOCTOR:
Doesn't he? Ah, listen to your little hearts beat!
CLARA pushes herself up off the ground. She looks up to see MISSY looking down at her.
MISSY:
Hello.
CLARA grabs the pointed stick and stands, holding it out towards MISSY.
MISSY:
Oh, poppet! Do you really think you could?
CLARA:
First chance I get.
MISSY:
You won't survive down here on your own.
CLARA:
You won't survive turning your back.
MISSY:
Ooh. How exciting.
MISSY turns her back and waits. CLARA can’t do it.
MISSY:
God, you're dull.
MISSY turns around and grabs the stick from CLARA’S hand.
MISSY:
In future, if you're going to take my stick, do me the courtesy of actually killing me. Team-work is all about respect.
CLARA:
We're not a team.
MISSY:
Of course we are. Every miner needs a canary. Now, hush, look around. Bit of a mess, isn't it?
CLARA:
You said it was a sewer.
MISSY:
Daleks don't generate much in the way of waste. (pokes the walls with the stick)
CLARA:
So what is it all, then?
MISSY:
Decaying Daleks. Daleks can't die. Genetically hard-wired to keep on living, whatever happens. Well... But they still age, poor loves. Over time, the body breaks down, rots, liquefies. Interestingly, the Dalek word for sewer is the same as their word... for graveyard.
MISSY jabs the stick into the wall and the Dalek shrieks. The cry is picked up by other remnants and it echoes.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The DOCTOR holds the gun.
DOCTOR:
Ask me what I want.
DALEK SUPREME:
Irrelevant. You will not prevail. You will not succeed.
DOCTOR:
I've been at the heart of your empire for 42 minutes, and I own it, and I haven't even got out of my chair. Ask me what I want.
DALEK SUPREME:
What do you want?
DOCTOR:
Clara Oswald.
EXT. SKARO
The DOCTOR’S voice carries over the city.
DOCTOR:
I want Clara Oswald, safe, alive and returned to me, immediately.
INT. SEWERS
MISSY and CLARA hear him
DOCTOR:
You bring her back, you do that. You do that now. Unharmed...'
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DOCTOR:
Unhurt... alive.
DALEK SUPREME:
Your associate...
DOCTOR:
I saw what happened. I was there. And I'm hoping, for all of our sakes, that it was a trick.
DALEK SUPREME:
It was not a deception.
DOCTOR:
Because if Clara Oswald is really dead then you'd better be very, very careful how you tell me.
INT. SEWERS
MISSY:
Listen to that. The Doctor without hope.
CONTINUED, INTERCUT WITH -
- CUT TO:
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DOCTOR:
'Who's going to tell me?' Who's going to go first?
MISSY:
Nobody is safe now.
DOCTOR:
'All the power Davros had is mine.' Everything he had, I have. 'Who is going to tell me that Clara Oswald is really dead?'
MISSY:
He'll burn everything. Us too.
DALEK SUPREME:
Clara Oswald is not alive.
The DOCTOR is stunned. Before he can do anything, DAVROS appears on one of the monitors.
DAVROS:
Doctor, this urge for conquest... It is gratifying to see you learn.
DOCTOR:
Davros. You're up. Sorry, this seat's taken.
DAVROS:
Indeed. But not by you.
Snakes appear and wrap themselves around his wrists and neck. Soon they are around his body.
DAVROS:
You've met my head of personal security, I think. Colony Sarff. His agents are everywhere.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS is on the floor.
DAVROS:
Are you ready?
SARFF:
Of course.
DAVROS:
Be subtle, Colony Sarff -- tonight, we entrap a Time Lord.
SARFF uncoils.
INT. SEWERS
CLARA and MISSY near the end of the tunnel. There is a door at the end with what seems to be lit windows.
CLARA:
What is that? A lift?
MISSY:
What? Never mind the lift. See that thing on the wall?
CLARA:
What about it?
MISSY:
Take a look!
CLARA:
What is it?
MISSY:
Closer.
CLARA stands in front of the circular device on the wall and stares at it.
CLARA:
What am I even looking for?
MISSY:
Nothing. I'm giving it a good look at you.
DALEK: (v.o.)
Intruder alert! Intruder alert!
CLARA:
(ducks out of the way) Why the hell did you do that?
MISSY:
Ever ring a doorbell and run away?
DALEK: (v.o.)
Humanoid detected in lower level.
MISSY:
(handcuffs CLARA to the device) Not this time.
DALEK: (v.o.)
Dalek to Lower Level 13.
CLARA:
What the hell did you do that for?
MISSY:
We need to trap and kill a Dalek. You're the bait, I'm the hook.
CLARA tugs on the cuffs.
MISSY:
(removes her brooch and holds it up) Dark star alloy. Goes through armour plating like a knife through people.
CLARA:
Missy. Missy. Missy, uncuff me -- now!
MISSY:
It's pretty, though, isn't it? Got it in the olden days on Gallifrey. The Doctor gave it to me when my daughter...
MISSY stops when she hears the lift. She backs into an alcove.
MISSY:
Keep it talking. We need to draw it out of the lift.
CLARA:
You can't kill a Dalek with a brooch!
MISSY:
Yes, you can. Yes, you can.
The Dalek glides down the tunnel.
DALEK:
Humanoid detected. Remain still. Do not move. Scan in progress. Humanoid unauthorised in restricted area. Sterilisation proceeding.
MISSY:
Hey, you! Guess what? I just put a hole in you.
MISSY pricks the Dalek's 'globes' and steam comes out.
MISSY:
And another and another and another!
CLARA:
What are you doing?
MISSY:
Murdering a Dalek. I'm a Time Lady, it's our golf.
DALEK:
Damage levels insignificant.
MISSY:
Oh, really? I think you're forgetting you're surrounded by a bunch of very old, very angry Daleks.
The Daleks in the walls screech.
MISSY:
(bad American accent) You just got yourself a puncture in a bad neighbourhood. Meet the locals? All blind and squelchy and out of their tiny minds, but they can still smell! Nobody hates like a Dalek. Here they come! (sludge moves along the floor towards the Dalek) I think they want to steal your motor.
The Dalek “material” enters the casing and then oozes out the top.
DALEK:
Emergency! Emergency! My vision is impaired! Exterminate! Exterminate!
MISSY:
Oh, here comes the older generation!
The Dalek begins to fire wildly. MISSY unlocks CLARA.
MISSY:
Those young folks today are so tetchy!
MISSY pulls CLARA out of the way and pins her against a wall.
DALEK:
Emergency! Emergency! (explodes)
MISSY:
Wheeeeeee!
Smoke fills the tunnel.
EXT. BATTLEFIELD
The smoke clears to show us YOUNG DAVROS surrounded by hand-mines.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Help me! You can't leave me. You promised -- you did! You said I could survive. You said you'd help me. Help me!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR regains consciousness. He looks towards the window and sees DAVROS is back in his chair.
DAVROS:
I hope you are grateful. It wasn't easy to procure. And very nearly unique, of course. You should feel privileged. The only other chair on Skaro.
The DOCTOR realizes he is sitting on a chair.
DAVROS:
Don't get up.
DOCTOR:
You neither. (gets up and heads straight for the door)
DAVROS:
(moves to the center of the room) The chamber is sealed. And I believe you are not carrying your sonic device.
DOCTOR:
(steps away from the door) Gave it up. Bad memories.
DAVROS:
I am dying, Doctor.
DOCTOR:
(walks over to DAVROS) You keep saying that, you keep not dying. Can you give it some welly? Come on.
DAVROS:
And it is time for us to conclude our business together.
DOCTOR:
(scoffs) We have no business.
DAVROS:
We have nothing but. Look again at the cables, Doctor. Understand what they are. What they can do. Just step a little closer.
INT. SEWERS
,I.MISSY opens the lid of the Dalek and scoops out the remains of the mutant Kaled within it.
MISSY:
Get in.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DOCTOR:
They don't have much respect for you, do they? Your kids. Have you seen the state of this place? (runs finger over a surface) I mean, this is exactly where you dump a smelly old uncle/ family pet/genius scientist who couldn't even invent legs. Seriously, how do your boys take it when everybody else has got two eyes?
DAVROS:
You know what it is, of course.
DOCTOR:
Oh, yes -- it's a hyperspace relay, with some kind of genetic component.
DAVROS:
I am connected to the life force of every Dalek on this planet. It is what has kept me alive. As their hearts beat, so does mine.
DOCTOR:
Ooh... Nice. Vampiring off your own creations, just to eke out your days. I'm surprised the Daleks allow it.
DAVROS:
Oh, they have no choice. My Daleks are afflicted with a genetic defect.
DOCTOR:
What defect?
DAVROS:
Respect. Mercy for their father. Design flaws I was unable to eliminate.
The DOCTOR looks at the cables in understanding.
DAVROS:
And now he sees it. Now he understands. The cables, Doctor! Touch them. Imagine -- to hold in your hand the heartbeat of every Dalek on Skaro. They send me life. Is it beyond the wit of a Time Lord to send them death? A little work and it could be done.
DOCTOR:
Uh, why would you be telling me this?
DAVROS:
Genocide in a moment. Such slaughter, not in self-defence. Not as a simple act of war. Genocide as a choice. (glides towards the DOCTOR) Are you ready, Doctor? So many backs with a single knife.
The DOCTOR backs away from the cables. DAVROS takes the DOCTOR’S hand and lifts it towards the cables.
DAVROS:
Are you ready to be a god?
The DOCTOR steps closer and reaches a hand close to the cables but pulls it back.
DAVROS:
Why do you hesitate? No-one would know. Clara Oswald is dead. Is this the conscience of the Doctor, or his shame? The shame that brought you here.
DOCTOR:
There's no such thing as the Doctor. I'm just a bloke in a box, telling stories. I didn't come here because I'm ashamed. A bit of shame never hurt anyone. I came because you're sick and you asked. And because sometimes, on a good day, if I try very hard, I'm not some old Time Lord who ran away. I'm the Doctor.
DAVROS:
Compassion then.
DOCTOR:
Always.
DAVROS:
It grows strong and fierce in you, like a cancer.
DOCTOR:
I hope so.
DAVROS:
It will kill you in the end.
DOCTOR:
I wouldn't die of anything else.
DAVROS:
You may rely on it.
INT. SEWERS
CLARA is seated inside the Dalek casing and MISSY is fixing cables to her temples.
CLARA:
How am I supposed to make it go? Are there pedals?
MISSY:
Telepathic control. Open wide!
CLARA opens her mouth wide.
MISSY:
I meant your skull. Never mind... (jabs the connections into CLARA’S head)
CLARA:
Ow!
MISSY:
Shh, shh, now, don't worry.
CLARA:
Ow.
MISSY:
There's loads of nano-tech repairing any damage as the feed goes in.
CLARA:
What about when it comes out?
MISSY:
No idea, nobody knows. Anyway, to control the unit, you just have to think. Novel idea for you, but let's try it. Move forwards.
CLARA:
I don't know how to...
It moves forward and CLARA gasps.
MISSY:
You see?
CLARA:
Oh! How did I do that?
MISSY:
Circle right.
CLARA:
I can't...
It turns right.
MISSY:
Circle left.
It goes left.
MISSY:
There you go. All right, this won't hurt a bit.
MISSY presses a button and the casing begins to close.
CLARA:
Hang on -- no, Missy... No, no, no, no! No, Missy. Missy, no, no, no, please don't! Don't -- don't, please!
The unit clangs shut.
MISSY:
(peers inti the eyestalk) Are you OK?
CONTINUED, INTERCUT WITH -
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INT. DALEK
CLARA:
Fine, I think.
Outside, MISSY hears the reply in a Dalek voice. CLARA hears it as well and needs to test she heard it correctly.
CLARA:
OK. That's a bit weird.
MISSY laughs.
MISSY:
Just a bit! OK. All right. Shh -- say your name.
CLARA:
Why?
MISSY:
Just... just say. Just say it.
CLARA:
Clara.
That’s not what MISSY hears.
DALEK:
Dalek.
MISSY:
Say it again.
CLARA:
Clara Oswald.
DALEK:
Dalek. Dalek.
MISSY:
One more time!
CLARA:
(frustrated) I am Clara Oswald! I'm Clara Oswald!
DALEK:
I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek!
MISSY laughs. CLARA accidentally fires and MISSY gets out of the way. CLARA is shocked by what she did.
MISSY:
Whoa! Just... don't get emotional. Emotion fires the gun. OK?
CLARA:
I don't understand.
DALEK:
I do not understand.
MISSY:
Say..."I love you." Those exact words -- don't ask me why, just say it.
CLARA:
I love you.
DALEK:
Exterminate.
MISSY:
(laughs) Say, "You are different from me."
CLARA:
You are different from me.
DALEK:
Exterminate! Exterminate!
MISSY:
Say, "Ex-ter-min-ate!"
CLARA:
Exterminate!
DALEK:
Exterminate!
MISSY laughs as the Dalek fires and continues to say “Exterminate”.
MISSY:
Cybermen suppress emotion. Daleks channel it... through a gun. That's why they keep yelling, "Exterminate." It's how they reload. So, let's go and kill them. Come on.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS:
There is a question, Doctor. One I have longed to ask.
DOCTOR:
Yeah, well, if you're going to put your hand on my knee, it isn't going to go well.
DAVROS:
Why did you leave Gallifrey?
DOCTOR:
Well, because I did.
DAVROS:
You stole the Tardis, and ran and ran. Why?
DOCTOR:
It's a boring place, Gallifrey. I was going out of my mind.
DAVROS:
Yet you long to return.
DOCTOR:
Ah, well, I'm inconsistent.
DAVROS:
But it is always the same lie.
DOCTOR:
What lie?
DAVROS:
You weren't bored. No-one runs the way you have run for so small a reason.
DOCTOR:
I do.
DAVROS:
No, you don't. Colony Sarff confiscated these items on your arrival. (wheels closer) A Time Lord confession dial, I believe. Your confession. Tell me. Send me to my grave with this precious knowledge. What IS the Doctor's confession? (reaches for the dial)
DOCTOR:
Don't you dare!
DAVROS:
(hand stops) Is it possible I have touched a nerve?
DOCTOR:
Some things matter to me, Davros. Not many, but a few. And you don't put your fingers anywhere near them. (grabs glasses) And they'd better not be scratched. These are my best ones. (puts them on)
DAVROS:
Still you play the fool.
DOCTOR:
Well, by now that should make you nervous.
INT. HALLWAY
DALEK:
Halt!
MISSY puts her hands up. CLARA in the Dalek casing is behind her.
DALEK:
Report.
CLARA: (as Dalek)
Humanoid intruder found on lower levels.
DALEK:
Why has the intruder not been exterminated? Explain! Explain! Explain!
CLARA hesitates.
MISSY:
I'm a prisoner of special significance. Count the hearts.
DALEK:
You are a Time Lord?
MISSY:
Time Lady, thank you. (puts hands down) Some of us can afford the upgrade. (leans against wall, one hand on hip) Is it still the same old Supreme Dalek these days? I fought him once on the slopes of the Never Vault. Tell him the bitch is back.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS:
Make your confession, Doctor. Why did you really leave Gallifrey?
DOCTOR:
How long has it been, you and I?
DAVROS:
Long enough. Galaxies have burned.
DOCTOR:
And now you ask me a personal question?
DAVROS:
You have slaughtered billions of my children, as I have slaughtered billions of your race. We have exhausted the conventional means of communication.
DOCTOR:
(yanks off glasses and stares at DAVROS) My people are alive. They didn't die. I brought them back. I found a way.
DAVROS:
Is this true?
DOCTOR:
Gallifrey is back in the sky. I don't know where, I may never know, but Gallifrey is back and it is safe from both of us.
DAVROS:
Doctor, my most sincere congratulations.
DOCTOR:
I'm sorry?
DAVROS:
This is wonderful news. Beyond all hope! I congratulate you.
DOCTOR:
Why are you saying that?
DAVROS:
A man should have a race. A people. An allegiance. A man should belong, Doctor. Believe me, please! I am happy for you. So happy.
DOCTOR:
I don't... I don't understand this. Why...? (breaks off as he looks at DAVROS)
DAVROS:
Come closer again. Let me see your face.
DOCTOR:
You've seen it often enough.
DAVROS:
Let me see it again with my own eyes.
The blue light on DAVROS’ forehead goes dark. The DOCTOR moves closer. With labor breathing, DAVROS opens his true eyes.
DAVROS:
Closer. Please.
The DOCTOR kneels in front of DAVROS and looks into his eyes.
DAVROS:
If you have redeemed the Time Lords from the fire, do not lose them again. Take the darkest path into the deepest hell but protect your own as I have sought to protect mine. Did I do right, Doctor? Tell me. Was I right? I need to know before the end. Am I a good man?
DOCTOR:
You really are dying, aren't you?
DAVROS:
Look at me. Did you doubt it?
DOCTOR:
Yes.
DAVROS:
Then we have established one thing only.
DOCTOR:
What?
DAVROS:
You are not a good doctor.
After a moment, the Doctor starts to laugh and DAVROS chuckles. The latter then has trouble breathing.
DAVROS:
Pity. I had hoped to see the sun one last time with the eyes of my true self.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
MISSY waltzes in with Dalek CLARA behind her.
MISSY:
Oh, hello! Look at you all, with your nice, shiny domes. Oh! I am loving this. (sits on dais) (to DALEK SUPREME) You're my secret favourite. Don't tell the others.
DALEK SUPREME:
You are an enemy of the Daleks.
MISSY:
Yes, well, anyone who's not a Dalek is an enemy of the Daleks, so that was an easy guess.
DALEK SUPREME:
You will be exterminated.
MISSY:
Please. Please do, because I have been on my feet all day. (stands) But before you get all exterminate-y -- two things. One, I want to see Davros. Two, I have a lovely little gift for you all, if you take me to him right now.
DALEK SUPREME:
We do not negotiate.
MISSY:
Clara Oswald. I brought you complete control of the Doctor, giftwrapped. Better -- canned.
Inside the Dalek, CLARA knows she’s in trouble.
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS is positioned by the window so he can see the sun rise. Light is just beginning to appear on the horizon.
DAVROS:
It is beautiful, my world, is it not?
DOCTOR:
How did you get it back?
As DAVROS is looking outside, the DOCTOR is working with the wires.
DAVROS:
The Daleks remade it. Like you, they have a strong concept of home.
DOCTOR:
No, like you. Everything you are, they are. (attaches wires to the chair)
DAVROS:
Like both of us, perhaps. How far we have come, to go home again.
DOCTOR:
I'm trying to pep this up, but you've been going a long time. Every Dalek on Skaro isn't enough anymore.
DAVROS:
It is so good of you to help me.
DOCTOR:
I'm not helping you. I'm helping a little boy I abandoned on a battlefield. I think I owe him a sunrise.
The sun appears over a peak.
DOCTOR:
Come on, chin up.
DAVROS moans softly.
DOCTOR:
Any minute now...
DAVROS:
I have always admired you, Doctor.
DOCTOR:
Here it comes.
DAVROS:
I wish just once we had been on the same side.
DOCTOR:
(leans over) Look, the sun's coming up. We're on the same side now.
DAVROS:
I regret I cannot open my eyes. (gasps)
DOCTOR:
(leans in closer) OK. Don't ever tell anyone that I did this.
The DOCTOR shakes his right hand and it soon begins to glow.
DOCTOR:
A little bit of regeneration energy. Probably cost me an arm or a leg somewhere down the line. Or I'll just be really little.
The DOCTOR goes back into the space where DAVROS was surrounded by the wires. As the DOCTOR takes one in his hand, DAVROS chuckles.
DOCTOR:
Should be enough, just to...
The DOCTOR screams and jerks. His hands are bound to the wires by snakes. His energy is now being channeled to DAVROS’ chair.
DAVROS:
Hold him firm, Colony Sarff. He is precious to us now.
DOCTOR:
(gasps and groans) What are you doing?
DAVROS:
(light back on) Regeneration energy. The ancient magic of the Time Lords. I thought I would have to tear you apart to take it from you but, as always, your compassion is your downfall.
DOCTOR:
No! No! No, please! No!
DAVROS:
You have opened your veins of your own free will, and all Daleks shall drink the blood of Gallifrey. They shall rise stronger than ever.
The DOCTOR continues to scream.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DALEK SUPREME:
Where is Clara Oswald? You will tell us! You will tell us! You will tell us...
They all seem to shut off.
MISSY:
I'm sorry. Was I, um... Was I boring you?
Regeneration energy starts wafting out from their vents.
MISSY:
No. No, no, no, no, Doctor. What have you done??
CLARA:
What's happening?
DALEK:
What is happening?
MISSY:
I have to find the Doctor. (runs from the room)
CLARA:
No.
DALEK:
Exterminate!
CLARA:
No!
DALEK:
Exterminate!
CLARA:
Please, you can't just leave me here. Please! (follows MISSY)
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR is on his knees as the energy continues to drain from him.
DAVROS:
There was a prophecy, Doctor, on your own world.
DOCTOR:
Please... you must... You must stop this. You must stop this!
DAVROS:
It spoke of a hybrid creature. Two great warrior races forced together to create a warrior greater than either. Is that what you ran from, Doctor? Your part in the coming of the hybrid? Half Dalek, half Time Lord!
INT. HALLWAY
MISSY encounters a powered-down DALEK.
MISSY:
Give me your gun! (yanks out its gun)
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR continues to scream. MISSY shoots the door lock, rushes into the room and shoots at the wires connected to the ceiling. She kills SARFF, freeing the DOCTOR.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The DALEKS come back “online”.
DALEK SUPREME:
We are renewed. We are more powerful. The experiment has succeeded. All praise Davros.
DALEKS:
All praise Davros! All praise Davros!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
The DOCTOR is lying unconscious on the floor and MISSY taps his face.
MISSY:
Morning!
DOCTOR:
(sits ups) Where's Clara?
MISSY:
Oh, hello to you, too.
DOCTOR:
You're alive, so she is too. Where is she?
MISSY:
I'm fine, thanks for asking(!)
DAVROS:
Oh, you are not fine. Thanks to you, Doctor, my creations shall grow to yet greater supremacy, and my own life is prolonged. This is the final defeat of the Time Lords. Have you NOTHING to say, Doctor?
The DOCTOR stands as DAVROS talks.
DOCTOR:
Three. (runs and grabs confession dial)
DAVROS:
Do you understand what has happened? Hear my children sing.
DOCTOR:
(slips dial into pocket) Two.
MISSY:
Oh, I know that face.
DAVROS:
All praise Davros, creator and saviour of the Daleks.
DOCTOR:
(brushes off jacket and hands) One!
The room shakes.
DAVROS:
What is that?
The room shakes again.
DAVROS:
What's happening?
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The Daleks don’t know what to do. Some just spin around.
DALEK SUPREME:
We are under attack. Explain! Explain!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DOCTOR:
I knew exactly what you were doing, and I let you do it. You transmitted regeneration energy into every Dalek on this planet. Every single one.
DAVROS:
What have you done?
DOCTOR:
One word. No, two words, actually. First word: moron.
MISSY sniggers.
DOCTOR:
Second word: sewers.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
DALEK:
Emergency! What is happening? Power is fluctuating!
INT. DAVROS’ ROOM
DAVROS:
No. This cannot be correct. How can this be?
DOCTOR:
Generations of Daleks just woke up very cross, and they're coming up the pipes. Or to put it another way... bye! (heads for the door)
DAVROS:
Doctor, you must help me.
MISSY:
Can I just say, it's been an absolute pleasure to finally meet you?
MISSY holds out her hand as if to shake but then pokes DAVROS in his blue “eye”. He groans.
MISSY:
Doctor! (runs after the DOCTOR)
INT. HALLWAY
The DOCTOR runs down the hallway and falls against a wall as the building rumbles and shakes. His fingers land in a dark sludge and he looks up to see it falling through a ventilator.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
One of the Daleks has the same sludge pouring out of his vents.
DALEK:
My vision is impaired. I cannot see.
DALEK SUPREME:
(spins on dais) Alert. I cannot control.
INT. HALLWAY
The DOCTOR stops at a T-junction when he sees an unimpaired DALEK heading towards him.
DALEK:
Doctor!
DOCTOR:
This city is about to be sucked into the ground. Your own sewer is about to consume you. There's no way you can win, there is nothing you can do, so just tell me, where is Clara Oswald?
DALEK:
I am a Dalek.
DOCTOR:
Yes, you're a Dalek. Where is Clara?
DALEK:
I am a Dalek.
DOCTOR:
Yes, I know that you're a Dalek. Where is Clara Oswald?
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
It's me, I'm right here! It's me, I'm in here! It's Clara!
DALEK:
I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek!
MISSY arrives aiming the Dalek gun.
MISSY:
Doctor, stop! It's you, isn't it? No offence, you all look alike, but it is... it is you?
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
Yes, it's me, it's me. I'm right here.
DALEK:
Affirmative.
MISSY:
Clara's dead, Doctor. This is the one that killed her.
DALEK:
Do not listen to her. I am a Dalek, I am a Dalek.
MISSY:
I got her out of the city, but this one caught us and shot her down. There was nothing I could do, I'm afraid.
DALEK:
I am a Dalek.
MISSY:
She ran, she screamed. I'm so glad you didn't have to see that.
DALEK:
I am a Dalek. I am a Dalek.
MISSY:
This one's a mad one, isn't it? I mean, it's almost like it's proud.
DALEK:
I am a Dalek. I am a Dalek. I am a Dalek!
MISSY:
(walks behind the DOCTOR and slips the gun into his slack hand) Kill it, Doctor. They're all going to die anyway. Indulge yourself. Go on, kill the Dalek.
DALEK:
(backs away) Do not kill me! Do not kill me!
DOCTOR:
(aims gun) Is Clara dead?
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
No! Doctor, no! I'm not dead, I'm in here! Can you hear me?
DALEK:
I am a Dalek. I am alive.
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
I'm your friend. I'm your friend!
DALEK:
I am your enemy. Your enemy.
The DOCTOR holds the gun out, preparing to fire.
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
No, please, don't.
DALEK:
Mercy. Mercy.
DOCTOR:
You shouldn't be able to say that.
DALEK:
Mercy.
DOCTOR:
That word shouldn't exist in your vocabulary. How did Davros teach you to say that?
DALEK:
Mercy.
DOCTOR:
Why aren't you trying to kill me?
DALEK:
Mercy.
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
Because I would never kill you. You are the last person I would ever kill.
DALEK:
I... show... mercy.
DOCTOR:
I'm putting the gun down. Open your casing.
CLARA: (inside Dalek)
How?
DALEK:
How?
DOCTOR:
Just think the word "open". It'll work.
CLARA lowers her head and closes her eyes. In the hall, we see the casing open.
MISSY:
Oh, look at that. Now, there's a surprise.
DOCTOR:
Missy, run.
CLARA:
Doctor...
The DOCTOR helps CLARA as MISSY talks.
MISSY:
In a way, this is why I gave her to you in the first place. To make you see. The friend inside the enemy, the enemy inside the friend.
DOCTOR:
I'm sorry, Clara. I'm so sorry!
MISSY:
Everyone's a bit of both. Everyone's a hybrid.
DOCTOR:
I said, run!
MISSY:
It wasn't me who ran, Doctor. That was always you. (leaves)
INT. SEWERS
The walls bulge and recede, like they are breathing.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
The floor has more cracks and sludge and more Daleks are being compromised. The DOCTOR and CLARA run in.
DALEK:
Emergency! Dalek control is compromised.
A beam falls from the ceiling.
DOCTOR:
Where was the TARDIS? It was over there somewhere, wasn't it? (waves with the gun)
The DOCTOR and CLARA run across the floor.
DALEK SUPREME:
What is happening? Explain! Explain!
DOCTOR:
(stops) Dalek Supreme, your sewers are revolting. (continues)
More of the room falls in their way.
DALEK SUPREME:
You will assist, or you will be exterminated.
DOCTOR:
Oh, well, go on, then. Exterminate away.
CLARA:
Doctor!
The Daleks fire but the shots are repulsed.
DOCTOR:
Oops, sorry. TARDIS force field is still here. We get in, you don't.
DALEK SUPREME:
The TARDIS has been destroyed.
DOCTOR:
Oh, don't be silly, of course it hasn't. It just redistributed itself for a moment -- Hostile Action Dispersal System. I'll give it a quick blast from my sonic, and the real-time envelope will reassemble right here.
CLARA:
Doctor, you don't have your screwdriver.
DOCTOR:
Oh, yeah, I'm over screwdrivers. They spoil the line of your jacket. These days, I'm all about wearable technology. (puts on sunglasses)
CLARA:
No! No? Seriously?
The DOCTOR taps the side of the glasses and we hear the familiar sonic whir. The air in the room begins to thicken and coalesce.
DALEK SUPREME:
What is happening?
DOCTOR:
Oh, same old, same old. Just the Doctor and Clara Oswald in the Tardis.
The TARDIS reforms around them and dematerializes as the Daleks fire.
INT. HALLWAY
MISSY runs as the building crumbles around her. She stops in a large room as she comes face-to-face with two Daleks.
DALEK:
Humanoid detected. Humanoid detected. Remain still. Do not move. Do not move. You are a Time Lord.
More come up behind her and block her escape. She is surrounded.
MISSY:
You know what? I've just had a very clever idea.
EXT. SKARO
On a distant outcropping, the DOCTOR and CLARA watch the destruction of the city.
CLARA:
No chance you're going to tell me what's in that confession dial, I suppose?
DOCTOR:
Hmm. (slips dial into trouser pocket) Doesn't make sense.
CLARA:
What doesn't?
DOCTOR:
When you were in the Dalek, you made it say "mercy". It shouldn't have understood the concept, it shouldn't have been able to say it. How did a tiny piece of mercy get into the DNA of the Daleks? (slowly realizes something and runs back to the TARDIS)
CLARA:
Doctor?
EXT. BATTLEFIELD
The smoke clears to show us YOUNG DAVROS surrounded by hand-mines.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Help me! You can't leave me, you promised. You said I had a chance.
We hear the TARDIS. YOUNG DAVROS looks behind him.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Who are you? I don't get it. How did you get there?
DOCTOR:
From the future.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Are you going to save me?
DOCTOR:
I'm going to save my friend the only way I can. Exterminate!
The DOCTOR raises the Dalek gun. YOUNG DAVROS curls up, ducking his head. The DOCTOR shoots the hand mines.
DOCTOR:
Come on, I'll take you home.
YOUNG DAVROS:
Which side are you on? Are you the enemy?
DOCTOR:
(walks towards him) I'm not sure that any of that matters. Friends, enemies. So long as there's mercy. Always mercy.
The DOCTOR holds out his hand and YOUNG DAVROS takes it and they walk across the field - the DOCTOR holding a Dalek gun and YOUNG DAVROS holding the sonic screwdriver.