Into The Dalek
A small space fighter is dodging weapons fire and asteroids. Its female pilot has an injured co-pilot.
"Aristotle, this is Wasp Delta, do you hear me? Stay with me, Kai. Stay with me, please. Aristotle! We have been hit. Major damage. Aristotle!" The female pilot shouts.
Her enemy is a massive flying saucer.
"Aristotle! The enemy are right on top of us." The female pilot reports.
The fighter is hit.
"I'm sorry." The female pilot apologizes
"Exterminate." A Dalek answers in the space saucer
A second laser pulse finds its mark. The little fighter explodes as the pilot screams. Then, the pilot pens her eyes to see the brass handles of the console. She sees the Doctor and scrambles for her hand gun, and keeps it pointing at him.
"You'll probably feel a bit sick. Please, don't be." The Doctor tells her.
The Doctor is holding a card tray with three takeaway coffees in it.
"Where's my brother?" The pilot asks.
"Hello, I'm the Doctor." The Doctor introduces himself.
"He was right beside me. Where's Kai? How did I get here?" The pilot asks.
"I materialised a time capsule exactly round you and saved your life one second before your ship exploded, but do please keep crying." The Doctor explains to her weak, feeble mind.
"My brother's just died." She tells him.
"His sister didn't. You're very welcome. Put the gun down." The Doctor congratulates her and then asks.
"Or what?" The pilot says, asking him why not to shoot him.
"Or you might shoot me. Then where will you be?" The Doctor tells her to think of an answer to his newest question.
"In charge of your vessel." She produces an answer.
"You'd starve to death trying to find the light switch. Who are you?" He asks her.
"I'm Lieutenant Journey Blue of the Combined Galactic Resistance. I demand you take me back to my command ship, the Aristotle, which is currently located…" She tries to fully introduce herself and explain where her command ship is before the Doctor interrupts her.
"No. Hey, not like that."
"You will take me back to my command ship, which is currently positioned…" Journey tries again.
"No, no. Come on. Not like that. Not like that. Get it right."
Journey lowers her gun.
"Will you take me back to my ship? Please?" Journey corrects her mistake.
"The Aristotle's the big fella parked in the asteroid belt, yeah?" The Doctor asks her the correct destination.
The Doctor sets the Tardis moving.
"It's shielded." Journey tells him.
"More or less." The Doctor listens.
The Aristotle is hiding by one edge of a long thin asteroid. Journey opens the Tardis door.
"Dry your eyes, Journey Blue. Crying's for civilians. It's how we communicate with you lot." The Doctor asks her.
The Tardis has neatly parked herself in a corner of a large section. There are pieces of metal debris.
"It's smaller on the outside." Journey mentions a memorable quote.
"It's a bit more exciting when you go the other way. This isn't a battleship. Medical insignia. It's a hospital." The Doctor explains.
An older man with a greying beard speaks. He is backed up by armed soldiers.
"We don't need hospitals now. The Daleks don't leave any wounded, and we don't take any prisoners." The older man speaks to the Doctor.
"I saved your little friend here, if that's in any way relevant to mention." The Doctor remarks.
"That's true, sir. He did." Journey tells the man.
"Thank you." The man thanks the Doctor.
"You're welcome. I wish I could've done more." The Doctor replies.
"Then you should have."
"Okay."
"But you did save Journey, and for that I am personally grateful." The man responds. "However, the security of this base is absolute. So we're still going to kill you."
"Oh, it's a roller coaster with you, isn't it?" The Doctor sarcastically says.
"Shoot him, bag him and throw him outside." The man orders the soldiers.
"No! Stop!" Journey shouts at the man.
"I'm sorry. He might be a duplicate." The man tells her.
"He's a doctor. And we have a patient, don't we, Uncle?" Journey explains to the man.
"Why does a hospital need a doctor?" The Doctor asks, while walking down some corridors.
"The Aristotle wasn't always hidden. The Daleks got here before us." The uncle of Journey tells him.
"You don't like soldiers much, do you?" Journey asks the Doctor.
"You don't need to be liked. You've got all the guns." The Doctor explains.
The soldiers stand guard at door 078.
"Wow! A moleculon nanoscaler." The Doctor applauds a large clear tube with bench seats down the inside. A bit like a decompression chamber for divers.
"You know what it does, then?" Journey asks him.
"It miniaturises living matter. What's the medical application, though? Do you use it to shrink the surgeons so they can climb inside the patients?" The Doctor explains to her while asking a question to her uncle.
"Exactly." Her uncle responds to the Doctor.
"Fantastic idea for a movie. Terrible idea for a proctologist. Are you going to miniaturise me?" The Doctor mentions a certain film or two as he asks another question.
"You're a doctor, aren't you?" The uncle of Journey repeats a similar question.
He opens a pair of secure doors further along.
"And this is your patient." He then explains.
A scratched eyepiece glows blue.
"No, you don't understand. You can't put me in there." The Doctor asks him.
"Doctor?" The Dalek says (echoing Dalek from the 2005 season)
This is a battered 2005 style Dalek with various cables going into its dome.
We then arrive in Coal School Playground, A short haired, dark-skinned man with a neatly trimmed short beard shouts in the playground.
"Atten-shun. Look at you lot. I've never seen such a miserable bunch. What are you, children?"
"Yes, sir." One of his cadets says.
The dark-skinned man and his troop are wearing matching t-shirts.
"You think you're funny, Fleming?" The dark-skinned man asks him.
"Yes, sir." Fleming replies.
"All right, me too." The dark-skinned man agrees with him.
The school bell rings.
"Dismissed." The dark-skinned man orders the cadets.
The members of the Coal Hill Cadet Corps run off to the school building. Clara smiles at the dark-skinned man and follows the children inside. A little later, the dark-skinned man enters the sectaries office, now dressed in shirt and tie, to check the timetable on the notice board for any changes.
"So, Mister Pink, did you have a good weekend?" The secretary asks him.
"Yeah, I did, thanks." He replies.
"Yeah, I'll bet you did. What did you get up to?" The secretary asks him.
"Er, you know. A bit of reading." He explains.
"Oh, I bet you were reading." The secretary flirts.
"I was, yeah." He tells her.
"I know your type." The secretary tells him.
A schoolgirl is listening at the public counter. It's the same one from Deep Breath.
"She wishes." The schoolgirl mummers.
"Be quiet, you." The secretary reminds her.
In a Maths lesson with Mr. Pink, Fleming from before is in the class.
"So that's all the questions on page 32, except the last one, and then everything on page 33. All that in for Thursday. Any questions?" He explains as he then asks for volunteers.
"Sir? Have you ever killed a man?" Fleming asks Mr. Pink.
Groans from the rest of the class.
"I was a soldier. There were other soldiers and some of them weren't on our side. I shall leave the rest to your imagination. And, please, think of another question?" He explains.
"Okay. Have you ever killed anyone who wasn't a soldier?" Fleming asks another war related question.
"Just to repeat, that's all the questions on page 32, except the last one, and then everything on page 33. All that in for Thursday. Is everyone clear?" Mr. Pink repeats.
"Yes, sir." The class respond.
The class watch a lone tear roll down Danny's cheek.
Later, the staff are putting on their coats to leave. Clara is discussing timetables with the headmaster.
"Fine, I'll take that class and then, they can do some of the test." Clara says.
"I know. Oh, Clara, you've not met Danny Pink yet? New fella, maths. Danny? Clara Oswald." The headmaster of the school introduces the maths teacher from before to her.
"Hey." She begins her conversation with Danny.
"Hey, nice to meet you." Danny replies.
"Want to watch yourself around him. Bit of a lady-killer, but always denies it." The headmaster remarks.
"I am not a lady-killer." Danny repeats the words to him, not to say them again.
"Oh, Beth, can I have a word?" The headmaster asks another teacher.
"Yeah, yeah, sure." Another teacher, aforementioned Beth.
"Er, was it you that I saw outside doing the soldiery thing?" Clara asks him.
"Ah yeah, probably. The Coal Hill Cadets. Just a bit of fun." He explains to her.
"What, teaching them how to shoot people?" She says.
"There's a bit more to modern soldiering than just shooting people. I like to think there's a moral dimension." He explains more.
"Ah, you shoot people then cry about it afterwards?" Clara says.
"Ah." Danny breathes.
"Something wrong?" Clara asks him.
"Nothing, no. Sorry, no, nothing. I just. I didn't think they'd say anything, that's all." Danny walks the sentence off.
"Sorry?" Clara says.
"Have they told everyone?"
"No, no, no. As far as I know, nobody has told anybody anything. What are you talking about?"
"Why did you just say the crying thing?"
"I was being funny." She tells him. "I just do that."
"Why?"
"I don't know." She answers.
"Anyway I, er, I've left some stuff in my class." He says an excuse.
"Okay, see you." She says. "Er, are you going to the, er, leaving thing tonight for Cathy?"
Back in his classroom, like it's his thoughts.
"Yeah. I wasn't going, but I am now, because you're going to be there, and suddenly it seems like the best idea ever." He explains.
"No, I'm not." He tells her.
"Oh, okay, never mind." She says.
"Good night." He tries to end the conversation.
"I'm going. Er, I'll give you a lift. Why not?" She asks him.
Back in his classroom again.
"Actually, now that you mention it, seems like the best plan ever. Thank you." He says.
"No, I've got some reading." He tells her.
"Ah, okay. Maybe some other time, then?" She asks him.
Allright guys, you know the drill…
"Thank you!" He shouts.
He bangs his forehead on his desk. Outside the classroom is Clara and Adam.
"Ahem. Is the wooden sound you or or the desk?" Clara asks Danny.
"How long have you two been there?" He says.
"Longer than you would like." Adam tells him.
"Okay."
"Are you going to look that terrified when you take me out for a drink?" She inquires.
"I, I absolutely promise I won't." Danny says.
"Play your cards right and you might."
Danny goes away as Adam starts to whisper in Clara's ear.
"'You know who' is back."
Clara enters the supply cupboard, and nearly walks into the tray of coffees that the Doctor is holding out to her. The Tardis just fits the width of the back of the cupboard.
"Where the hell have you been?" She asks him.
"You sent me for coffee." He tells her.
"About three weeks ago. In Glasgow." Adam recalls.
"Three weeks, that's a long time." The Doctor mummers to himself.
"In Glasgow. That's dead in a ditch." Clara describes Glasgow.
"It's not my fault, I got distracted." He tells her.
"By what?" Adam asks.
"You can always find something. Come on." The Doctor explains. "Why were you smiling?"
"Was I? No, I wasn't."
"You were smiling at nothing. I'd almost say you were in love, but to be honest." The Doctor detects her.
"Honest?" She picks up the word from his mouth.
"You're not a young woman anymore." He replies.
"Yes, I am." She corrects him.
Clara takes the coffees and puts them on the console.
"Well, you don't look it." The Doctor says.
"She looks it." Adam corrects him.
"Oh, that's right, keep your spirits up, Clara. I need something from you. I need the truth." The Doctor asks Clara.
"Okay. Right, what is it? What's" Clara asks him.
They both sit on the console steps, While Adam stands taking a drink from his coffee.
"You're scared." Clara detects.
"I'm terrified." The Doctor responds.
"Of what?" Clara says.
"The answer to my next question, which must be honest and cold and considered, without kindness or restraint. Clara, be my pal and tell me, am I a good man?" He specifically asks her.
"I don't know." She answers.
"Neither do I." He responds.
"I've got nothing." Adam replies.
The Doctor and Clara get up and go to the console.
"Er, hey, no offence, but I've got plans." Clara tells the Doctor.
"I need you two." He asks.
"Right. Where are we going?" Adam ponders.
The Doctor starts the Tardis flying.
"Into darkness." The Doctor describes.
Back before The Doctor got Clara and Adam.
"Doctor." The Dalek repeats.
"How do you know who I am?" The Doctor asks the creature.
"He doesn't. We promised him medical assistance." Journey's uncle explains
"Are you my doctor?" The Dalek asks the Doctor.
"We found it floating in space."
"We thought it was deactivated, so we tried to disassemble it."
"You didn't realise there was a living creature inside." The Doctor asks.
"Not till it started screaming." Journey says.
"Help me." The Dalek whimpers.
"Why would I do that? Why would any living creature help you?" The Doctor asks the metallic creature.
"Daleks will die." It says.
"Die all you like. Not my problem." The Doctor tells it as he starts to walk away.
"Daleks must be destroyed." The Dalek says.
"What did you just say?" The Doctor asks it.
"All Daleks must die. I will destroy the Daleks. Destroy the Daleks. Destroy the Daleks!" The Dalek says.
Back in the Tardis, Clara is drinking her coffee.
"A good Dalek?" She ponders.
"There's no such thing." The Doctor tells her.
"That's a bit inflexible. Not like you. I'd almost say prejudiced." She says.
"Clara, don't."
"Do I pay you? I should give you a raise." The Doctor sighs to Clara.
The Tardis lands.
"You're not my boss, you're one of my hobbies." She says.
They walk back into Aristotle and to the lab where Journey and her uncle, Morgan is.
"That was quick." Journey remarks.
"This is gun girl. She's got a gun, and she's a girl. This is a sort of boss one. Are you the same one as before?" The Doctor explains Journey and asks Morgan in which Morgan replies with.
"Yes."
"I think he's probably her uncle, but I may have made that up to pass the time while they were talking. This is Clara, not my assistant. She's, er, some other word." He explains Clara.
"I'm his carer." Clara describes herself
"Yeah, my carer. She cares so I don't have to." The Doctor repeats.
The Doctor goes back into the Daleks room.
"Doctor." The Dalek asks the Doctor.
"Hello again." The Doctor says to him.
"Will you help me?" The Dalek inquires.
"Will you?" Clara asks the Doctor
"A Dalek so damaged, it's turned good. Morality as malfunction. How do I resist?" The Doctor explains.
"Daleks must die. Daleks must die." The Dalek repeats.
"So, what do you do with a moral Dalek, then?" Adam asks.
"We get into its head." The Doctor tells Adam
"How do you get into a Dalek's head?" Clara inquires
"That wasn't a metaphor." Adam corrects her.
They go to the moleculon nanoscaler.
"These are nanocontrollers. Once we're miniaturised, they take over the molecular compression. When the mission's over, hit the button." Journey explains the nanocontrollers.
Journey puts the bracelet on Clara's wrist.
"Are you sure you understand?" Journey asks Clara.
"Why wouldn't I?" Clara says.
"Because this is a dangerous mission and you look like a school teacher."
"I am a school teacher. Still didn't catch your name."
"Journey Blue."
"Blue?"
"Blue, yes. Problem?" Journey asks Clara.
"No. Er, I just met a soldier called Pink." Clara describes Danny from the school.
"Lucky fella." Journey jokes.
"Lucky?" Clara reassures.
"From the way you smile." Journey explains.
"So, er, who makes you smile or is nobody up to the job?" Clara asks Journey.
"My brother. But he burned to death a couple of hours ago, so he's really letting me down today. Excuse me." Journey explains. "Okay, listen up. Now, remember, do not hold your breath when the nanoscaler engages. You'll feel like you want to, but you must keep breathing normally during the miniaturisation process."
"Why?" Clara asks
"Ever microwaved a lasagne without pricking the film on top?" The Doctor tells her.
"It explodes."
"Don't be lasagne." Adam jokes
"Nanoscaler engaging in five four three two." Morgan counts down "Nanoscaler engaging now."
A crossbeam passes back and forth over chamber id AR-O13-AR-F74 until it shrinks with a bump.
"Nanoscaling successful. Everyone okay in there?" Morgan asks.
The chamber is carefully picked up with a pair of tweezers.
"We've all made it." Adam reports.
"Whoa. Ha. I can't believe this." Clara screams.
"No, neither can I." The Doctor agrees with her.
The chamber is injected into the Dalek's eye-piece. The Doctor reaches out and the surface wibbles.
"We'll be following you all the way, Rescue One. Good luck all of you." Morgan explains.
The Doctor's arm distorts as he slowly reaches into the blue 'eye' on the end of the stalk. Then they all push their way through.
"Integration complete. Dalek levels steady." The computer reports.
"That was weird." Clara responds.
"You've seen nothing yet." Adam tells her.
"What are the lights?" Clara asks the Doctor and Adam
"Visual impulses travelling towards the brain." The Doctor explains to her.
"Beautiful." Clara describes the visual impulses.
"Welcome to the most dangerous place in the universe." He continues.
The computer is monitoring their locations inside the Dalek.
"Entering the cranial ledge now." Journey says.
"Oh, my God." Clara exclaims.
They look down from the ledge onto the red tentacled blob that is the organic part of the Dalek. Cables run down into it.
"Behold, the belly of the beast." The Doctor roars at his description of the Dalek mutant.
"It's amazing." Clara gasps.
"It's huge." Ross says.
"No, Ross. We're tiny." Gretchen corrects him.
"So how big is it, that living part, compared to me and you, right now?" Clara ponders the measurements.
"You see all those cables?" The Doctor starts to tell her. "They're not all cables."
"Does it know we're here?" Ross asks.
"It's what invited us in." Journey mentions.
The Doctor looks at banks of vertical lights around the inside of part of the ledge.
"Now, this is the cortex vault, a supplementary electronic brain. Memory banks, but more than that. This is what keeps the Dalek pure." The Doctor says.
"How are Daleks pure?"
"Dalek mutants are born hating. This is what stokes the fire, extinguishes even the tiniest glimmer of kindness or compassion. Imagine the worst possible thing in the universe, then don't bother, because you're looking at it right now. This is evil refined as engineering." The Doctor explains.
"Doctor?" The Dalek breathes.
"Oh, hello, Rusty. You don't mind if I call you Rusty? We're going to need to come down there with you. Medical examination, and all that." The Doctor tells the Dalek.
"What, with those tentacles and things?"
"How close do we have to get?" Journey asks.
"Well, you know, we're never going to insert a thermometer from up here." Adam recalls.
Journey nods, and Ross fires a harpoon into Rusty's ledge. It hurts him.
"No. No, no, no, no! Stop, stop, stop, you idiot!" The Doctor shouts at Ross.
Another harpoon goes in.
"We need a way down, the only way" Journey says.
"This is a Dalek, not a machine. It's a perfect analogue of a living being, and you just hurt it. So what's going to happen now?" The Doctor tells her.
"Antibodies?" Adam mentions.
"Dalek antibodies." The Doctor corrects him.
Little round objects fly into view.
"Nobody move. Any attempt to help him, or attack those things, will identify you as a secondary source of infection. Stay still!" The Doctor commands them.
The antibodies open to reveal a big blue eye, then surround Ross.
"But the Dalek wants us in here. Why is it attacking?" Clara asks.
"Ross, swallow that." The Doctor tells Ross to swallow something.
"What is it?" He asks.
"Trust me." The Doctor tells him.
Ross swallows whatever the Doctor threw to him.
"Now what?" He asks.
An antibody aims a painful bright beam at him.
"Ross!" Journey screams.
Ross disintegrates.
"Oh, my God. What's it doing?" Clara asks.
The antibody sucks up the remains and its blue eye turns red.
"By the looks of it, the hoovering." Adam almost explains.
The antibody flies away. The Doctor raises his sonic screwdriver.
"What did you give him?" Clara inquires.
"Oh, just a spare power cell, but I can track the radiation signature. I need to know where they dump the bodies." The Doctor explains.
"I thought you were saving him." Journey misunderstands
"He was dead already. I was saving us. Follow me and run." The Doctor corrects her.
"Run!" Adam shouts.
The other antibodies follow at a distance. The Doctor stops at a hole in the ledge.
"They've dumped him in here. Organic refuse disposal. We need to get in there." The Doctor tells everyone.
"Why?" Clara says.
Gretchen and Journey shoot at the antibodies.
"Those antibodies won't give up until we're inside there. I'd rather go in alive than dead." The Doctor declares.
"You don't know where it goes." Journey tells him.
"Yes, I do. Away from here. Now in. In! In!" The Doctor shouted at Clara, Adam and the solders.
Clara jumps down the hole.
"Well, ladies first." Adam says.
Adam then jumps down the hole.
"I can hold them off." Gretchen tells the Doctor
"No, you can't." The Doctor says
He tries his screwdriver on the antibodies.
"Pull back. Down. Jump, everyone, jump." The Doctor commands the solders.
The Doctor goes in last, and enjoys the ride, They splosh into liquid gunk.
"Urgh. What is this stuff?" Clara asks.
"People. The Daleks need protein. Occasionally, they harvest from their victims. This is a feeding tube." The Doctor explains.
"Is Ross here?" Journey inquires.
"Yeah. Top layer, if you want to say a few words." The Doctor tells her.
Journey pushes the Doctor against the wall.
"A man has just died. You will not talk like that." Journey becomes angry at the Doctor's comment.
"A lot of people have died. Everything in here is dead, and do you know why that's good?" The Doctor tells her.
"There is nothing good about that." Journey disagrees with him.
"Nothing is alive in here, so logically this is the weakest spot in the Dalek's internal security. Nobody guards the dead. Mortuaries and larders, always the easiest to break out of. Oh, I've lived a life Tell Uncle Stupid that we're in. Ah ha! A bolt hole." The Doctor speaks.
The Doctor unscrews the large bolt with the sonic screwdriver.
"He'll get us out of here. The difficult part is not killing him before he can." Adam says to the solders.
"Bolt hole. Actually, a hole for a bolt. Does nobody get that?" The Doctor points out.
"Also, there's the puns." Clara picks up apon.
"Watch it, decontamination tubes are hot." The Doctor says.
The schematic on the screen shows our heroes' Nanotags are just over half way down Rusty's innards, below where he is sitting by the plunger and gun arms.
"Anomaly threat displaced. Dalek levels returning to normal parameters." The Computer responds.
"Rescue One to Mission Control." Journey calls on the radio.
"This is Blue, Rescue One. Report." Morgan responds.
"The Dalek has an internal defence mechanism." Journey tells Morgan. "We've lost Ross."
"What kind of defence mechanism?" Morgan asks. "That thing knows you're in there to help it."
"Yeah, well, who knows? It's a Dalek. We're going to continue the mission." Journey finishes her conversation.
"Are you all right back there? It's a bit narrow, isn't it?" The Doctor jokes.
"Any remarks about my hips will not be appreciated." Clara comments.
"Ach, your hips are fine. You're built like a man." Adam assures her.
"Thanks." Clara picks up the compliment.
The Doctor helps Clara down from the tube. Adam does not need help.
"What's that noise? Are you wearing a Geiger counter?" The Doctor asks Gretchen.
"Standard battle equipment. That's just low level radiation." Gretchen explains.
There are large printed circuit boards.
"But stronger down here, for some reason. Gimme." The Doctor says.
"Was that him?" Morgan asks. "How's he working out?"
"It's hard to say." Journey reports. "He's."
The Doctor sweeps the circuit boards with the Geiger counter.
"I've got it. I know what's wrong with Rusty." The Doctor explains.
"Okay, that's good." Adam tells everyone.
"Well, you know how I said this was the most dangerous place in the universe? I was wrong. It's way more dangerous than that." The Doctor adds on to his sentence.
"Colonel, we have radiation indicators red-lining in here. Could be that the Dalek is badly damaged than we thought." Journey reports to Morgan.
"Copy that." Morgan responds
"Old Rusty here is suffering a trionic radiation leak." The Doctor says. "It's poisoning the Dalek and us. Just as well we're here."
"Really? Perhaps we should get out while we can. Why should we trust a Dalek? Why would it change?" Journey asks.
Rusty is watching them on an internal monitor.
"Good question. Rusty? What changed you?" The Doctor asks.
"I saw beauty." Rusty starts to describe.
"You saw what?" Adam inquires.
"In the silence and the cold, I saw worlds burning." Rusty continues to describe 'the beauty' that the Dalek saw.
"That's not beauty, that's destruction." Adam tells Rusty
"I saw more." Rusty continues again
"What? What did you see?"
"The birth of a star."
"Stars are born every day. You've seen a million stars born. So what?"
"Daleks have destroyed a million stars."
"Oh, millions and millions. Trust me, I keep count." The Doctor claims.
"And yet, new stars are born."
"Every time." The Doctor finishes.
"Resistance is futile." Rusty mentions.
"Resistance to what?" The Doctor asks.
"Life returns. Life prevails. Resistance is futile." Rusty says.
"So you saw a star being born, and you learned something. Oh, Dalek, do not be lying to me. Come on." Adam corrects it.
"Heading for the Trionic power cells, Colonel." Journey mentions.
"Radiation approxing two hundred Rads. Danger levels." Morgan explains.
Directly underneath Rusty.
"We're at the heart of the Dalek." The Doctor tells the group.
"It's incredible." Adam admires it.
Energy arcs above them.
"Geiger counter's off the scale. Looks like it's about to blow." Journey tells the Doctor.
"Good."
"How is that good?" Journey asks him.
"Well, I like a bit of pressure. Rusty, can you hear me?" The Doctor ignores Journey.
"Doctor?" Rusty answers the Doctor.
"Rusty, we've found the damage. I'm sealing up the breach in your power cell." The Doctor explains.
He uses the sonic screwdriver as a welder.
"No more radiation poisoning. Good as new. There. Job done." The Doctor completes the evaluation.
"That's it? Just like that?" Clara inquires.
"An anti-climax once in a while is good for my hearts. Rusty? How do you feel? Rusty? Rusty? Rusty." The Doctor asks for Rusty's assistance again.
"The malfunction is corrected." Rusty responds.
"What's happened?" Journey asks.
"Not entirely sure." Adam answers
Lights come on.
"It's like it's waking up." Journey describes.
"Rusty, come on, talk to me. What's going on?"
"The malfunction is corrected. All systems are functioning. Weapons charged.
"Oh, no, no, no." The Doctor realises.
"Exterminate. Exterminate." Rusty shouts his iconic catchphrase.
Rusty kills the man keeping watch through the window in his cell door. As the victim dies, Rusty breaks free and Morgan sounds the alarm.
"No, no, no!" The Doctor roars.
"Exterminate." Rusty repeats. "Exterminate."
The team are thrown about as Rusty moves.
"The Daleks will be victorious The rebels will be exterminated." Rusty commands himself.
"Colonel? What's happening out there?" Journey asks.
Morgan and his troops are too busy shooting at Rusty.
"Exterminate. Exterminate. Exterminate. Exterminate. Exterminate. Exterminate."
Two more soldiers die.
"Exterminate. Exterminate."
"Pull back, pull back." Morgan orders.
Rusty plugs into a console with his plunger arm.
"Dalek fleet. Communications open." Rusty starts.
"The rebel ship has been identified." A Dalek says on the control ship. "Prepare fourteen Daleks."
A/N - And that is what I finished my edits to this episode, after that. I stopped with this to do more 'other' stuff.