Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS
Inside the Tardis Clara is walking around the console, arms crossed. The Doctor follows eagerly, trying to persuade her.
The Doctor: You said...
Clara: I know what I said. I was the one who said it.
The Doctor: You said it was looking at you funny.
Clara: I was tired. Overwrought. I didn't mean it. It's an appliance. It does a job.
The Doctor: It's a pretty cool appliance. We're not talking cheese grater here!
Clara: You're not getting me to talk to your ship. That's properly bonkers.
The Doctor: (strokes console) It's OK, it's OK.
Clara: You're like one of those guys who can't go out with a girl unless his mother approves.
The Doctor: It's important to me you get along. I could leave you alone together.
Clara: Now you're creeping me out.
The Doctor: Take the wheel... not the wheel. I'll make it easy - shut it down to basic mode for you.
Clara: Basic! 'Cos I'm a girl?
The Doctor: No.
The Doctor smirks when Clara's not looking but wipes it from his face when she glares at him. He turns a key. Clara is smiling, enjoying her lesson. She flips a switch and the TARDIS goes dark.
Clara: What have I done?
The lights start flashing red.
The Doctor: Er... OK.
The Doctor moves to another section of the console and looks at the screen that displays their location. As he looks, the screen starts cracking. Clara walks over.
Clara: Doctor?
The Doctor: (flicks numerous switches) All the electrical impulses are jammed. I can't get the shields back up. (grunts as pushes on a lever) She's completely vulnerable.
Clara: I swear I just touched it.
The Doctor succeeds in moving the lever. However, sparks fly and the TARDIS lurches, throwing the Doctor and Clara backwards. The Doctor makes his way back to the console.
The Doctor: Magnetic hobble-field. We're flying right into it. Clara, stay by me!
Clara: (grips side console) Please tell me there's a button you can press to fix this.
The Doctor: Oh, yes. Big friendly button.
Clara: You're lying.
The Doctor: Yep.
Clara: To stop me freaking out?
The Doctor: Is it working?
Clara: Not so much.
Clara saw a device rolls across the floor, as she picks it up and it burns her hand. She drops it with a gasp. There's another explosion and the Doctor is thrown back from the console with a scream. The corridor is littered with debris. It is glowing red under emergency lights. Wires are hanging from the ceiling. Some are live and sparking. Clara is lying under a large piece of metal.
Clara: (looks around) Doctor? (pushes the piece off her and sits up) Doctor?
Clara stands and takes a few steps. We can hear the cloister bell in the background. She looks at her hand from where she burned it on the device and sees marks. She blows on it to cool it. She walks down the corridor to a closed door with a red light flashing above it.
Clara: Red flashing light...means something bad. Get out of here fast? Or possibly, whatever you do, don't open this door.
Clara ponders a moment before pressing the button to the right of the door. The door opens and there is an explosion.
Clara: Bad decision.
Clara runs down the corridor to escape the fire. She finds herself in another corridor that was clear of debris. She ducks through another doorway and closes it behind her. Something on the wall catches her eye. It is long scratch marks. She puts her hand up to it and the marks line up with her fingers. Clara hears growling, spots a door and opens it. She closes the door behind her. Immediately to her right is the cradle that had been River's. She touches the mobile and runs a hand along the edge. Further in the room, she sees a toy TARDIS Amy made as a child. She spins it in the air before putting it down on a table. She picks up a magnifying glass and an umbrella. She is not alone in the room. There is a shadowy figure with glowing red eyes. Clara sees it and runs from the room. Clara runs through the corridors followed by the same creature. We see a little more of it this time. It is ossified, one of its hands stuck to its face. As she runs from it, she passes the observatory with large telescope and the swimming pool. She runs through an open door. She ducks behind a shelf bearing some small bottles. She looks at her burned hand and can see letters forming. She blows on it and looks up distractedly. She steps forward, stunned.
Clara: Now that's just showing off.
She sees she is in a large library consisting of five ornate levels.A book on a stand catches Clara's attention and she walks towards it. The title is "The History of the Time War". She opens it and turns a few pages. She leans in as she reads.
Clara: So that's who...
She hears the growling again and ducks behind a bookshelf. The creature enters the room. Clara crawls over to another row of shelves. On one of the shelves above her are bottles containing the Encyclopedia Gallifreyae. She peeks out and sees the creature getting closer. She pulls back, knocking one of the bottles loose. She hears whispers from the spilled bottle and stands to fan it away. The creature comes closer but then runs past her. Quickly, Clara runs back out the way she came in. Clara finds herself in the console room and smiles.
Clara: Oh, thank you. (spins around and clasps her hands) Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you! (laughs, runs up to the console and kisses it) Ah! Mwah! (looks around) No! The door? (runs to where the door should be) Where's the door gone now? You can't do this! (yells at TARDIS)
As the creature slowly approaches Clara, steam rising from its hand. The Doctor puts the sonic into his other hand and pulls Clara free. She screams as he holds her. She pulls away and spins around, taking deep breaths.
The Doctor: It's all right. Clara, I'm so, so sorry. Please, please forgive me...
Clara punches him in the shoulder and walks away.
The Doctor: Ow! (rubs shoulder) OK, so we're not doing hugging, I get that now.
Clara: What do you keep in here?! Why have you got zombie creatures? Good guys do not have zombie creatures. Rule one. (hits him again) Basic storytelling.
The Doctor: Not in front of the guests.
Clara looks over and Tricky gives a little wave.
Clara: Who are they?
The Doctor: Friends. Well, people who aren't trying to kill us, so I don't need punching again!
Clara glares at him and walks off to lean against the rail.
After they lost Gregor and Tricky, The Doctor and Clara heads to the engine room, then they go through the door and nearly fall off a cliff ledge.
Clara: We're outside.
The Doctor: No, we're still in the TARDIS.
Clara: There's no way across.
The Doctor: No. OK, you're right.
Clara: So what do we do? Time for a plan. Do you have a plan?
The Doctor: Well, no. No plan, sorry.
Clara: If you don't have a plan, we're dead!
The Doctor: Yes, we are. So just tell me.
Clara: Tell you what?
The Doctor: Well, there's no point now, we're about to die, so just tell me who you are.
Clara: You know who I am.
The Doctor: No, I don't! I look at you every single day, and I don't understand a thing about you. Why do I keep running into you?
Clara: Doctor, you invited me - you said...
The Doctor: Before that. I met you in the Dalek Asylum. There was a girl in a shipwreck, and she died saving my life. And she was you.
Clara: She really wasn't.
The Doctor: Victorian London. There was a governess who was a barmaid, and we fought the Great Intelligence together, she died, and it was my fault - and she was you.
Clara: You're scaring me.
The Doctor: What are you, eh? Are you a trick, a trap?
Clara: I don't know what you're talking about.
Clara backs away from the Doctor and almost falls off the ledge. The Doctor grips her in a huge hug. She grips him back and gasps.
The Doctor: All right. All right. (ends the hug) You really don't, do you?
Clara: I think I'm more scared of you right now than anything else on that TARDIS.
The Doctor: You're just Clara, aren't you?
The Doctor laughs as he touches Clara's face and pinches her cheeks. He takes her in another hug.
Clara: OK. I don't know what the hell this is about, but the hug is really nice.
The Doctor: (ends hug) We're not going to die here. This isn't real! It's a snarl. (throws a rock over the edge)
Clara: What?
The Doctor: What does a wounded animal do? It tries to scare everyone away. We're close to the engine. The TARDIS is snarling at us, trying to frighten us off. We need to jump.
Clara: You're insane.
The Doctor: We'll cross a portal to the engine.
The Doctor claps his hands and he and Clara back up to the door.
Clara: How can you be so sure?
The Doctor: Well, I can't.
Clara: OK, well, that's watertight.
The Doctor: (wags his finger at her) Hey, now, Clara, I've piloted this ship for over 900 years. Trust me this one time, please. (she arches an eyebrow at him) OK. OK. As well as all the other times. Ready? Geronimo.
They run and leap off the cliff only to land in a white room. Suspended throughout the room are pieces of machinery. The Doctor and Clara walk through it.
The Doctor: The heart of the TARDIS. The engine - it's already exploded. It must have been the collision with the salvage ship.
Clara: We're not dead.
The Doctor: She wrapped her hands around the force. Froze it.
Clara: So... so it's safe?
The Doctor: Temporary fix. Eventually, this whole place will erupt. There's no way I can save her now. She's just always been there for me, taken care of me. And now it's my turn and I don't know what to do. It... it just...
Clara comes up and takes the Doctor's hand in hers. The Doctor feels the burns and looks at her palm.
The Doctor: (smiles) Oh, Clara. Oh. You are beautiful.
The letters on Clara's hand spell out "Big Friendly Button".
The Doctor: (cups her face) Beautiful fragile human skin. (kisses her palm) Like parchment. Thank you. (takes out sonic) The rift in time. All the memories leaking out. I need to find the moment we crashed. I need to find... the music. (music fills the room)
The Doctor takes Clara by the hand and runs from the room. They enter the console room using the sonic screwdriver to guide them. He spots a crack in the wall under the console and walks over to it.
The Doctor: The time rift. Recent past. Possible future.
Clara: What are you going to do?
The Doctor has the remote for the magno-grab and uses the sonic to write on it.
The Doctor: Rewrite today, I hope. I've thrown this through the rift before. I need to make sure this time. Going to take it in there myself. There might be a certain amount of yelling.
Clara: It's going to hurt?
The Doctor: Things that end your life often do that.
Clara: Wait! All those things you said. How we've met before. How I died...
The Doctor: Clara, don't worry. You'll forget. Time mends us. It can mend anything.
Clara: I don't want to forget. Not all of it. The library. I saw it. You were mentioned in a book.
The Doctor: I'm mentioned in a lot of books.
Clara: You call yourself Doctor. Why do you do that? You have a name. I've seen it. In one corner of that tiny...
The Doctor hurries back and presses a finger to her lips.
The Doctor: If I rewrite today, you won't remember. You won't go looking for my name.
Clara: You'll still have secrets.
The Doctor: Better that way.
The Doctor psychs himself up and then steps into the rift. He screams in agony before disappearing for Clara's view. After the Doctor rewrite the past, he is polishing the centre column as Clara enters having changed and showered. She leans against the console.
Clara: I feel exhausted. I feel...
The Doctor: We've had two days crammed into the space of one?
Clara: Why would you say that?
The Doctor: I don't know. I say stuff. Ignore me. (pauses) Do you feel safe?
Clara: Of course.
The Doctor: Give me a number out of ten. Ten being whoo-hoo, one being aarrrggh!
Clara: You're being weird.
The Doctor: I need to know if you feel safe. I need to know... you're not afraid.
Clara: Of?
The Doctor: The future. Running away with a spaceman in a box. Anything could happen to you.
Clara: That's what I'm counting on. Push the button.
The Doctor smiles and tosses the cloth onto the console with a hook shot. He then pulls the dematerialization lever.
