The Doctor hid and watched two policemen lock a gate and walk away. He snuck up and saw a cage filled with people on the other side of the gate. He jumped and flapped his arms and floated over the gate. He lowered himself gently to the ground and approached the cage.
The Doctor sprinted around the corner, trailing a stream of magnetic recording tape from a reel hanging from his shoulder, resting on his waist. He jumped and flew over the bewildered official's head. He flew up to the transmitter tower.
"You'll get yourself killed up there! Your Majesty!" the official called.
Magpie reached the main plug on the tower.
"Feed me!" the Wire ordered.
Magpie plugged the TV into the main current.
The Wire laughed triumphantly. "Oh! Feast! Feast . . . ing! The Wire is feasting!"
"It's too late! It's too late for all of us!" Magpie fretted.
The Doctor flew toward the Wire, teeth clenched.
"I shall consume you, Doctor," the Wire said. She blasted him in the face with red light.
He cried out and fell out of the sky. He managed to direct himself close to the tower and grabbed it with one hand, stopping his fall. He grabbed with the other. "I won't let you do this, Magpie!"