Dinosaurs On A Spaceship Pt. 3

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"Of the fifty-species loaded, only one has had any difficulty surviving. All the others are thriving, and we expect them to be able to repopulate."

"We're on an Ark. A Silurian Ark" Amy says.

"Lizard people herding dinosaurs onto a Space Ark? Absolute tommyrot" Riddell says.

"Only an idiot denies the evidence of their own eyes," Nefertiti says.

"Egyptian Queen or not, I shall put you across my knee and spank you."

"Oh lord" Amy mutters.

"Try, and I'll snap your neck in a heartbeat."

"They certainly bred firecrackers in your time."

"Oh, no, no, please don't start flirting. I will not have flirting companions" Amy says.

"If {Y/N} and the Doctor trust Amy, so do I. Stop doubting her," Nefertiti says.

"If this ship was built by..."

"Silurians, yeah?"

"Where are they?"

"That's a surprisingly good question. Display life signs for Homo Reptilia" No Life Signs Detected "but where have they gone?"

"Perhaps they found another world, left the ship."

"Why are the dinosaurs still on board, and why is the ship coming back to Earth? It doesn't make sense. What's changed between then and now? Wait. Computer, show me the ship at launch with all life signals. Now show me the ship today with all life signals. Thousands less. But why? Show me both images, then and now, side by side."

"What are you looking for?" Riddell asks.

"Ok, two images. Spot the difference. What changed? What happened to the Silurians?"

"The centre."

"Computer, zoom into the centre. Hold on."

"What is it?"

"Another spacecraft. This ship's been boarded before."

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Piano music by Franz Schubert is playing nearby.

"Love what you've done to the place down here," the Doctor says.

"Let him and the girl in. Open the gate" only the Doctor and {Y/N} are let through.

"It's fine. It's fine" {Y/N} says, looking at Rory.

"He's not interested in you."

"Look, you need to learn some manners," Rory says to the robot.

"No, you need to learn some manners."

"No, you do."

"No, you do, Mister Manners" the Doctor and {Y/N} walk into the room where a man is on life-support.

"Fantasia in F minor for four hands" {Y/N} says.

"You know it?" the man asks.

"Know it? Say hello to hands three and four. Schubert kept tickling me to try to put me off. Franz the hands. Oh, that takes me back. Well, this is cosy" the Doctor says.

"It's fate you came."

"Is it? I'm the Doctor, this is {Y/N}."

"Yes, I know. I'm Solomon" a laser does a quick scan.

"What's that?" {Y/N} asks.

"System malfunction. Ignore it."

"What happened to you?"

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