AUTHOR'S NOTE: Incase you hadn't noticed, I love a good pun.
IDOL THREATS AVERTED
SIMON COWELL STORMS FROM THE COURTROOM TO SKEWER OTHER UNSUSPECTING PERSONS.
DOCTOR: I don't think that was Simon Cowell.
VALEYARD: On what do you base this assumption, Doctor?
DOCTOR: He was too polite.
INQUISITOR: I agree.
VALEYARD: Who was it then?
DOCTOR: Isn't it glaringly obvious? It was Michael Grade in disguise.
EVERYONE IN THE COURTROOM NODS IN AGREEMENT
INQUISITOR: Fine, then shall we get on with this sham…er, trial, then?
PERI: Can I leave now? I'm not really supposed to be here.
MEL: I know, I am.
VALEYARD: Oh, yes. The screamer.
MEL: Don't blame me. I didn't write the scripts.
DOCTOR: Michael Grade just left, Mel.
MEL: Damn! I wanted to break his eardrums.
VALEYARD: If you run, you can catch him up.
DOCTOR: (groans) Do you really have to talk like that?
VALEYARD: Bite me.
INQUISITOR: Gentlemen, please, the trial?
VALEYARD: What about it?
DOCTOR: It's over. I won.
VALEYARD: When did that happen?
DOCTOR: Just a few moments ago.
DOCTOR TURNS AND LEAVES COURTROOM WITH HIS COMPANIONS.