The Story of a mad Man with a box series 6 (Doctor Who)

The Almost People Pt 1

[Chapel]

(The new Doctor is suffering.)
G-DOCTOR: Argh. What's happening? I wonder if we'll get back. Yes, one day. Argh. I've reversed the polarity of the neutron flow.
DOCTOR: The Flesh is struggling to cope with our past regenerations. Hold on.
DOCTOR 4 [OC]: Would you like a jelly baby?
G-DOCTOR: Why? Why? Why?
DOCTOR: Why what?
G-DOCTOR: Hello. I'm the Doctor. No, let it go, we've moved on.
DOCTOR: Hold on, hold on, you can stabilise.
G-DOCTOR: I've reversed the jelly baby of the neutron flow. Would you like a Doctor, Doctor, I'm, I'm the. I can't.
DOCTOR: No, listen, hold on. Hold on.
G-DOCTOR: No! Argh.
(The other Gangers are trying to batter their way in. Then it all goes quiet.)
BUZZER: I think I liked it best when they were being noisy.
Isabella : Mmm hmm. Doctor, we need you. Get over here.
G-DOCTOR: Hello.
AMY: Doctor.
DOCTOR: Cybermats.
G-DOCTOR: Do we have time for this?
DOCTOR: We make time. I'd like more proof that you're me. Cybermats.
G-DOCTOR: Created by the Cybermen. They kill by feeding off brainwaves.
Isabella : Are you sure there aren't any weapons to can get to, like big guns with bits on?
BUZZER: Yeah, big guns would be good right now.
JIMMY: Why would we have guns? We're a factory. We mine.
AMY: Acid.
(The door starts to dissolve and the Gangers recommence their battering.)
DOCTOR: Rory Isabella Ronald and Amy, they may not trust both of us.
G-DOCTOR: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
DOCTOR: Inevitably.
G-DOCTOR: I'm glad we're on the same
DOCTOR: Wavelength. You see, great minds.
G-DOCTOR: Exactly. So, what's the plan?
DOCTOR: Save them all, humans and gangers.
G-DOCTOR: Tall order. Sounds wonderful.
DOCTOR: Is that what you were thinking? It's just so inspiring to hear me say it.
G-DOCTOR: I know.
Isabella : Doctor, come on.
G-DOCTOR: So, what now, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Well, time to get cracking, Doctor.
BOTH: Hello. Sorry, but we had to establish a few ground rules.
DOCTOR: Formulate a protocol.
G-DOCTOR: Protocol? Very posh.
DOCTOR: A protocol between us. Otherwise
G-DOCTOR: It gets horribly embarrassing.
DOCTOR: And potentially confusing.
Isabella : I'm glad you've solved the problem of confusing.
G-DOCTOR: That's sarcasm.
DOCTOR: She's very good at sarcasm.
BOTH: Breathe.
Isabella : What?
DOCTOR: We have to get you off this island. And the Gangers too.
CLEAVES: Sorry, would you like a memo from the last meeting? They are trying to kill us!
DOCTOR: They're scared.
AMY: Doctor, we're trapped in here.
DOCTOR: Right, See, I don't think so. The Flesh Bowl is fed by cabling from above.
G-DOCTOR: But where are the earthing conduits?
DOCTOR: All this piping must go down into a tunnel or a shaft or something, yes? With us?
(He finds a grating in the wall.)
DOCTOR: Yowza. An escape route.
Isabella : Yowza?
DOCTOR: You know, I'm starting to get a sense of just how impressive it is to hang out with me.
G-DOCTOR: Do we tend to say yowza?
DOCTOR: That's enough, let it go, okay? We're under stress.
(When the armoured Gangers break in, the Doctor is sonicking the grating shut again. The two Cleaves stare at each other briefly.)

[Monastery]

G-JENNIFER: Stop. Stop. Stop, stop.
(Rory and Ronald  watches her go.)

[Corridor]

BUZZER: The army will send a recon team our.
CLEAVES: We need to find a way to contact the mainland.
AMY: What about Rory and Jen? They are both out there.
DOCTOR: No, this place is a maze. Takes a long time to find someone in a maze. I bet you lot have got a computer map, haven't you?
CLEAVES: If we can get power running, we can scan for them. Be a lot quicker.
(They start coughing.)
Isabella : Doctor, you said earlier to breathe.
DOCTOR: Very important, Pond. Breathe.
Isabella : Yeah, well, I'm struggling to.
DOCTOR: Acid interacting with the stone.
G-DOCTOR: Creating an asphyxiant miasma.
CLEAVES: A what?
DOCTOR: Choking gas. Extra heavy. If we can get above it.
CLEAVES: The evac tower. It's this way.

[Chapel]

G-CLEAVES: Oh, damned headaches. I'm so tired.
G-JIMMY: They could be anywhere. How are we going to find them?
G-CLEAVES: Think about it. With all that gas out there, my guess would be the evac tower. Get above it, try to get power up.
G-JIMMY: So? Let's stop them.
G-CLEAVES: It's a narrow doorway. I could defend it easy enough. So can she. Ow.

[Evac tower]

AMY: Oh. I think I coughed so hard, I pulled a muscle or something. It's okay, it's better. It's easing off.
(The church bell starts ringing.)
JIMMY: It's midnight. It's Adam's birthday. My son's five. Happy birthday, bud.

[Chapel]

G-JIMMY: Happy birthday, Adam. He'll be so excited. Out of bed at the crack of dawn. It's funny, he's got this wee dance he does when he gets over-excited.
G-JENNIFER: Listen to me. I tried to block the memories, but now I know I must remember. It's the eyes. The eyes are the last to go.
G-JIMMY: What are you talking about?
G-JENNIFER: When they destroy us, the eyes are the last things to melt. And there's one question in those eyes. Why? Why should we suffer for the sake of human beings?
G-DICKEN: I heard in India there's over ten million Gangers.
G-JENNIFER: We can reach out. Inspire them to rise up.
G-CLEAVES: Revolution? Look, I just, I just want to be left to live in peace, Jen.
G-JENNIFER: They will melt you. Have you become so human that you've forgotten the truth? Don't you remember all the times you were decommissioned, or should I say executed?
G-CLEAVES: No, we don't remember.
G-JENNIFER: Well, I do. It's us or them.
G-JIMMY: She's right.
G-JENNIFER: I have a plan, and it'll destroy them all.

[Evac tower]

(The two Doctors keep bobbing up and down behind the console. I think the Ganger is on our left and the original on our right, but I could be wrong.)
CLEAVES: Can you really get the power back?
G-DOCTOR: Oh, there's always some power floating around.
DOCTOR: Sticking to the wires, like bits of lint.
Isabella : Can you stop finishing each other's
DOCTOR: Sentences? No probs.
G-DOCTOR: Yes.
AMY: No, hang on. You said that the Tardis was stuck in acid, so won't she be damaged?
DOCTOR: Nah, she's a tough old thing. Tough, old, sexy.
G-DOCTOR: Tough, dependable, sexy.
Isabella : Come on. Okay, how can how can you both be real?
G-DOCTOR: Well, because we are. I'm the Doctor.
DOCTOR: Yeah and so am I. We both contain the knowledge of over nine hundred years of memory and experience.
DOCTOR: We both wear the same bow tie, which is cool.
G-DOCTOR: Because bow ties are
DOCTOR: And always will be.
AMY: But how did the Flesh read you? Because you weren't linked up to the it.
DOCTOR: Well, it must've been after I examined it. Thus, a new, genuine Doctor was created.
G-DOCTOR: Ta-da.
Isabella : No getting away from it. One of you was here first.
DOCTOR: Well, okay. After the Flesh scanned me, I had an accident with a puddle of acid. Now, new shoes. A situation which did not confront me learned self here.
G-DOCTOR: That satisfy you, Pond?
Isabella : Don't call me Pond, please. What?
G-DOCTOR: Interesting. You definitely feel more affection for him than me.
AMY: No, no, I. Look, you're fine and everything, but he's the Doctor. No offence. Being almost the Doctor is pretty damn impressive.
G-DOCTOR: Being almost the Doctor's like being no Doctor at all.
Isabella : Don't overreact.
G-DOCTOR: You might as well call me Smith.
AMY: Smith?
G-DOCTOR: John Smith.
DOCTOR: Yes! Communication a go-go.
(Cleaves rushes to the console.)
Isabella : Find Ronald! Show me the scanning tracking screen. Come on, Ronald, let's be having you.
CLEAVES: There's no sign of him anywhere.
AMY: Come on. Come on, baby, show yourself.