"D'you hear that?"
"Is it me or do you hear three voices?"
"Exactly," the Doctor replied "-as I thought; she must have some sort of back-up-"
"Do we have some sort of back-up? Or is all locked out there?" Isobel asked, barely audible.
Aggie shook her head. Isobel turned to the Doctor again.
"Why? Why let them get all the way here? If she wanted rid of them- she would have just killed them, right? Or am I missing the point?"
"Blimey, you are young, aren't you? It's not them she wants to kill..."
Aggie sighed.
"Oh, you're really charming you, aren't you?"
"You want to lie, fine- but I'm not gonna patronise her!"
"You think you know everything, what a surprise."
"If you take people along with you, you can't just fob them off all the time! Who put you in charge, anyway, Miss Secret Identity, hmm?"
Isobel shrugged.
"You don't have a clue, do you?"
"I'm sorry, but can we focus here?"
"Focus on the fact that someone recently installed brand new grates over there for no reason?"
"But..."
"Sorry."
"Gas? That's a bit crude, isn't it?"
"See, it's all connected, shut that down, it explodes anyway."
"Yes, thank you, I worked that out! And what are you looking at?" The Doctor spun around.
Jack was watching them, quizzically.
"Nothing."
Mickey opened his mouth to speak, but Jack thumped him.
"Seriously, d'you think this is funny?"
"How thick are you?"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"What kind of person would name their kid Agatha?"
"Like the writer?" Isobel mused, "History geek? Literature geek? Trust me, all my friends are-look who's talking..."
"They've got nothing on him," Aggie stated, dryly.
"Am I supposed know what the hell you're all on about?"
Mickey started to speak again, and once again, Jack shushed him. This time, Mickey shoved him back.
"What's wrong with 'Agatha', anyway, I'd be honoured to-"
Mickey imitated a clanging noise.
"Finally, can we move on now?"
"We're not going to die here, I promise."
"Don't you dare!" The Doctor cried. "How is this better? YOU'RE NOT EVEN BORN YET? AT THIS RATE, YOU WON'T! ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT NOT ONLY US, BUT THE WHOLE OF OUR CONNECTED HISTORIES IS UNDER THREAT HERE? What the hell did you do? IT'S SO MUCH BETTER NOW, SO MUCH BETTER I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT'S AT STAKE HERE! I'm not psychic! What the hell is wrong with you all?IT'S SO MUCH BETTER...! YOU TELL ME NOW? When I could lose her! Fabulous!"
He stalked off.
"Guess it's not that funny, then?"
-
The Master knelt down in front of Romana. He reached out to touch her leg and she kicked out at him.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SUPPOSED TO ACHEIVE?"
"Gag him," the Master said casually.
The Doctor fought as hard as he could against the Rani's grip but with only one arm and one leg in full working order this was proving difficult.
"HELLLP!"
"How pathetic are you?"
"Why are you taking orders from him?" The Doctor gasped. "There is only one person who matters to the Master, guess who? Don't do this! Listen for once! He'll toss you away aswell!, you know he will! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK HE WON'T DO THIS TO YOU?"
"He always was an idiot-"
"I'm not the one who sounds stupid right now, trust me on that one!"
"THINK!"
"Oh, always with the sanctimony..."
"AARGH! HAVE ME, FINE, BUT YOU LET THEM GO!"
"LET THEM GO? ARE YOU ORDERING ME?"
"YES, I AM...!"
"When you say 'me'? All three? Frankly, they can rot. No more Martha Joneses, thank you."
"Threatened? HA! HAHAHA! AS IF I'D ASK HER TO KILL, TO REITERATE! HOW STUPID ARE YOU! DID HE TELL YOU?"
"WILL YOU GAG HIM ALREADY!"
"WATCH THIS! WATCH THIS! WATCH THIS! DUMB? AS IF!"
-
Co-ordinates set.Ignition Sequence initiated.
Destination: Laod
Indiginous species: H4
Upgrade successful. Artron conversion complete.
Welcome back, Jenny.