They took seats in chairs and on couches facing the screen. As soon as they were settled, it flicked on.

The shot started on Earth. It zoomed in quickly to South London. Suddenly, it shows an alarm going off, reading 7:30. Rose slaps her hand down on it and lifts her head.)

Rose groaned. "Was it necessary for this to be in here?" she asked, referring to her wild bedhead.

(She gets up and dressed and kisses her mother goodbye.)

Rose: Bye!

Jackie: See you later!

(Rose takes a bus into Central London and gets off at a department store. There were clips of her working, then meeting Mickey during break. Finally, it shows the end of her day)

Speaker: This is a customer announcement. The store will be closing in five minutes. Thank you.

(Rose tries to leave, but a guard stops her, handing her a plastic bag. She takes in and goes down the lift to the basement)

Rose: Wilson? Wilson, I've got the lottery money. Wilson, are you there? I can't hand about cause they're closing the shop. Wilson! Oh, come on.

(There is a clattering down the corridor)

"Well, that's never good," Jack said. A few people chuckled.

Rose: Hello? Hello, Wilson, it's Rose. Hello? Wilson?

(She heads into a store room filled with mannequins)

Rose: Wilson? Wilson!

(The door slams shut. She runs back but it won't open)

Rose: You're kidding me!

(More noises. She turns around)

Rose: Is that someone mucking about? Who is it?

(A shop dummy turns its head as she passes, then begins to stalk towards her)

Rose: Yeah, you got me. Very funny.

(More join the first mannequin)

Rose: Right, I've got the joke. Who's idea was this? Is it Derek's? Is it? Derek, is this you?

"Who's Derek?" Rory asked.

Rose shrugged. "A guy who worked at the shop with me. He was a jerk, I could see him pulling something like that."

(More mannequins move as Rose backs away. She's up against a wall and the first one raises its arm. A hand grabs Rose's.)

Doctor: Run!

(He drags her away as the mannequins chase them. They enter a lift and one sticks its arm in. The Doctor pulls it off and the doors close)

Rose: You pulled his arm off.

"Very observant," said Amy sarcastically, but she gave Rose a smile to show that she was kidding.

Doctor: Yep. Plastic.

Rose: Very clever. Nice trick! Who were they then, students? Is this a student thing or what?

Doctor: Why would they be students?

Rose: I don't know.

Doctor: Well, you said it. Why students?

Rose: Cause, to get that many people dressed up and being silly, they got to be students.

Doctor: That makes sense. Well done.

Rose: Thanks.

Doctor: They're not students.

Rose: Whoever they are, when Wilson finds them, he's going to call the police.

Doctor: Who's Wilson?

Rose: Chief electrician.

Doctor: Wilson's dead.

Several people turned to the Ninth Doctor. "That was a light way of breaking it to her!" Jackie scolded. He just shrugged.

Rose: That's just not funny. That's sick!

Doctor: Hold on. Mind your eyes now. (pulls out sonic screwdriver)

Rose: I've had enough of this now. (Doctor disables the lift) Who are you then? Who's that lot down there? I said, who are they?

Doctor: They're made of plastic. Living plastic creatures. They're being controlled by a relay device in the roof, which would be a great big problem if I didn't have this. (hold up a small bomb)

"That was you!" Jackie shouted.

All three Doctors started at her. "It took you this long to figure that out?" Ten asked incredulously. She shrugged and blushed.

Doctor: So I'm going to go up there and blow them up, and I might well die in the process, but don't worry about me. No, you go home. Go on. Go and have your lovely beans on toast. Don't tell anyone about this, because if you do, you'll get them killed. (closes door then opens it again) I'm the Doctor, by the way. What's your name?

Rose: Rose.

Doctor: Nice to meet you Rose. Run for your life! (shuts the door again)

"I can't believe that's how you two met," said Jack, shaking his head. Rose just shrugged.

"I thought he was a complete nutter. I was right, of course, but for some reason I went anyway." She smiled at the Ninth Doctor. Ten watched from a few seats away, trying to remind himself that she didn't know him yet.

(Rose walks across the road, plastic arm in hand. She begins running, nearly getting hit by a cab)

Taxi Driver: Watch it!

(Suddenly, the shop explodes. Rose runs right past a blue phone box in an alleyway. Now it shows BBC News at the Tyler's flat)

TV: The whole of Central London has been closed off as police investigate the fire. Early reports indicate-

(Jackie is pacing, on the phone and Rose is on the couch)

Jackie: I know, it's on the telly. It's everywhere. She's lucky to be alive. Honestly, it's aged her. Skin like an old bible. Walking in now you'd think I was her daughter.

Every head turned to Jackie, except Rose, who just chuckled.

Jackie: Oh, and here's himself.

(Mickey enters)

Mickey: I've been phoning your mobile. You could've been dead. It's on teh news and everything. I can't believe your shop went up!

Rose: I'm all right, honestly, I'm fine! Don't make a fuss.

Mickey: Well, what happened?

Rose: I don't know!

Mickey: What was it though, what caused it?

Rose: I wasn't in the shop. I was outside. I didn't see anything.

"Liar."

"Shut up, Jack."

Jackie: It's Debbie on the end. She knows a man on the Mirror. Five hundred quid for an interview.

Rose: Oh that's brilliant! Give it here!

(Jackie giver her the phone and she ends the call)

"Well," said Donna lightly, "wasn't that rude." Rose just smiled.

Jackie: Well, you've got to find some way of making money. Your job's kaput and I'm not bailing you out!

(phone rings and Jackie answers)

Jackie: Bev! She's alive. I told her, sue for compensation. She was was within seconds of death.

Mickey: What're you drinking? Tea? Nah, nah, that's no good, that's no good. You're in shock. You need something stronger.

Rose: I'm alright.

Mickey: Now come on. You deserve a proper drink. We're going down to the pub, you and me. My treat. How about it?

"Mm, every woman's dream, a trip to the pub," Martha said sarcastically. The Eleventh Doctor snorted, but ignored their questioning glances. He remembered who she would up with.

Rose: Is there a match on?

Mickey: No, I'm just thinking about you, babe.

Rose: There's a match on, isn't there.

Mickey: That's not the point, but we could catch the last five minutes.

Rose: Go on, then, I'm fine, really. Go. Get rid of that. (points to the arm. She kisses Mickey, who picks it up)

Mickey: (waving the arm) Bye bye.

Rose: Bye

(Mickey pretends to be strangled, then leaves)

"In retrospect, not exactly your smartest move, Mickey-boy," said the Tenth Doctor. Mickey blinked, forgetting for a second who it was. Then it dawned on him, and he decided to just go with it.

"So far its been all on me. Are we ever going to get to someone else's perspective?" Rose complained. The others didn't have an answer.