COLD OPENING:
EXT. ANTI-GRAV OLYMPICS, ROME, ITALY - NIGHT
Stars and nebulas swirl around the sky. The colors contrast
brightly against the black.
SUPER: Anti-grav Olympics, Rome, Italy, 2082
PAN DOWN to an arena the size of four football fields. In
the center, a RACE TRACK with tight turns, loops, twists,
and spirals. The stands are full of FUTURISTIC HUMANS in
abstract clothes.
ZOOM IN on the motorcycles that speed by. The AMERICAN
biker, and the AUSTRALIAN biker, both with flag-covered
helmets, bump into each other. The Australian falls off the
track with a THUD, but the bike levitates before it can
crash into the ground.
A new BIKE speeds up, the rider wearing the SCOTTISH flag on
his helmet. He rides up alongside the American, and waves a
SONIC SCREWDRIVER. The American swerves and slows down
drastically.
Scotland wins the race!
The Scottish rider takes off his helmet and reveals his
face. It's THE DOCTOR. He waves to the excited audience.
ANNOUNCER
And Scotland takes the Gold! A
first in Anti-grav Motorbike
history!
DOCTOR
(cocky)
Veni, Vidi, Vici!
The CHEERS get louder. The American, FRENCH, INDONESIAN, and
BRAZILIAN bikers all storm up with the OFFICIAL.
AMERICAN
Hey! He's not the Scot! Check his
I.D.!
FRENCH
Yeah! He's too old!
The Doctor scoffs at his comment and holds up his PSYCHIC
PAPER.
DOCTOR
No, no, as you can see, I am most
definitely representing Scotland,
the country on Earth, in the Milky
Way Galaxy, and not an alien in any
way at all. See for yourself.
AMERICAN
The Scots sent a real loony this
year...
The official looks at his papers through his SPACE-AGE SUN
VISOR and looks up at the Doctor.
OFFICIAL
This is blank! Who are you? Are you
alien?!
(beat)
DOCTOR
And I thought I was the complainer.
The Doctor revs his bike and zips by, grabbing his psychic
paper and the GOLD MEDAL. People in the stands GASP and
SHOUT.
The Doctor rides the bike under the stands and snaps his
fingers.
The TARDIS is revealed, parked in a row of HOVERCARS. The
doors swing open and the Doctor speeds the bike inside.
INT. TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM - CONTINUOUS
The Doctor screeches the tires to a halt and leaps off the
bike. He gloats around the TARDIS showing off his medal.
DOCTOR
That's more like it! Quite a step
up from last time...
BANG! BANG!
From within we see GUARDS shooting the TARDIS with laser
guns. The Doctor flips a switch, causing it to emit the
familiar groan as it flies away. The TARDIS CREAKS as it
flies away.
The console goes haywire. The projector flickers between
images of River, Rose, Donna, and Amelia. The images pop up
and flicker. Lights flare and the console EXPLODES.
The Doctor grabs the railing, still gripping the medal
tightly.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
What are you doing?! Stop! Stop,
old girl!
Another EXPLOSION. He is thrown to the ground. The doors fly
open and the Doctor finds himself staring into the TIME
VORTEX as the whole ship goes crazy.
He screams, his intense eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
LOUD CUT AWAY TO:
TITLE SEQUENCE
ACT 1:
EXT. MECHANIC SHOP, POPPINTREE, IRELAND - DAY
CLOSE UP on wrenches and auto parts. PLEASANT GUITAR is
playing in the background.
RACK FOCUS to DILLON FOSTER (25) in the background, covered
in grease and working on a junker. He's a well-built
gentleman with baby cheeks and a lighthearted smile. He is
focused, and everything he fixes on the car is intricate and
precise.
A CUSTOMER approaches him angrily.
CUSTOMER
What do you mean 'good as new'?
That annoying scratching noise is
still there! This is the worst
place I've ever been! You think I'm
an idiot, don't you? You cheeky
bowsie-
Dillon's MANAGER runs up and grabs the customer's attention.
MANAGER
Is everything alright?
CUSTOMER
Quite frankly, no. This blundering
idiot not only failed to do his
bloody job, but he added extra
damage to my vehicle. You didn't
hear it? Just look under the hood!
There's obviously something
scraping underneath it.
The manager looks toward the car parked out front. It's
completely fine, with nothing hanging off the bottom.
MANAGER
Dillon! Gammy waster, what do you
think you're doing? So sorry, he
can be rather dense at times. I
assure you, any damages will come
out of his paycheck.
Dillon finally stands, rubbing the grease off his hands with
a towel. He takes a deep breath.
DILLON
But the scratching noise was just-
The manager and the customer storm away, leaving him
mid-sentence. He sighs.
DILLON (CONT.)
-the side of the car scraping on
the walk.
(under his breath)
Learn to drive, numb-skull.
Dillon looks down at his work, frustrated. He continues
adjusting the engine.
EXT. DILLON'S NEIGHBOURHOOD - NIGHT
Dillon skateboards back home. The whole street is littered
with run-down homes, junkers, and flickering street lamps.
A family pulls into a driveway in a van in front of Dillon.
He watches the Dad get out and help his two kids out of the
back seat. He tickles them and they scream.
DAD
There you are, my little monsters!
They squeal, and each grab one of the dad's arms, weighing
him down. He growls and tromps through the garden as Dillon
watches on.
Dillon continues until he reaches a lonely, dirty house.
MUSIC is rattling the windows from inside.
INT. DILLON'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Dillon enters, and finds his roommate HANK (23) chatting
with a CROWD of guys, all dressed in football apparel. Hank
sees Dillon and approaches him.
HANK
I thought you worked late tonight,
mate.
DILLON
No, I was off at the regular time.
What's all this?
HANK
Well, we're throwing a pre-game
party for the match tomorrow...
DILLON
Oh, sounds cool-
HANK
But it's for team members only.
Dillon looks around and sees dirty looks coming from the
other players. From behind the players, several GIRLS pop
out to look at him. They glare as well.
HANK (CONT.)
Sorry, maybe you could disappear
until after the party? That'd be
great.
DILLON
No, it's toite. I get it.
Dillon grabs a small backpack from the corner and heads to
the back door. Hank returns to his team mates and they
continue with their party, ignoring Dillon.
EXT. DILLON'S BACKYARD - NIGHT
Dillon is staring at the sky. It is cloudy and lacks the
vibrance that it had during the Anti-Grav Olympics. He turns
his attention to an old car tire propped up against a tree.
INSERT: Dillon's hand sketching the exact likeness of the
tire and tree on a notepad in his lap. He is a VERY good
sketch artist.
As he stares and sketches, a loud groaning noise sounds off
in the distance, slowly getting louder. A breeze picks up,
causing the pages of Dillon's sketchbook to flip up.
Dillon looks up and watches the TARDIS crash down with a
THUD, creating a crater on its crash site.
Dillon tentatively approaches the cracked door of the time
machine.
INSERT: CLOSE UP from inside, Dillon's eye peeks in through
the sliver opening of the door. His eye grows wide with
disbelief.
INT. TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM - NIGHT
Dillon pushes the door, and sees the Doctor passed out on
the ground, laying in such a way that he must've passed out
while holding the doors shut. Dillon pushes the door open
all the way, then kneels down and shakes the Doctor.
DILLON
Hey. Hey!
As Dillon shakes the Doctor, the console explodes again and
steam fizzes from the lever. Dillon jumps up and runs over.
He looks around at all of the switches and lights. He covers
his face from the steam, trying to get a good look at it.
The Doctor opens his eyes and looks over at Dillon, just as
Dillon grabs two cords and reconnects them, simultaneously
pushing down two small buttons.
DOCTOR
(frantically)
Don't do that!
The system and all of the lights turn off, and the room is
pitch black for a moment, then the lights restart one by
one. The Doctor and Dillon are inches away from each other
as the Doctor looks him down. They speak briskly.
DOCTOR
How'd you do that?
DILLON
Just a system reset, that's all.
The Doctor races around the console, checking every button
and setting. Dillon watches calmly.
DOCTOR
Yes, but how?
DILLON
Hotwiring the fragmented links.
DOCTOR
But this is a TARDIS.
The next loop around the console, Dillon begins to follow
the Doctor. He watches as the Doctor touches all of the
settings to double check that everything is intact.
DILLON
A what?
DOCTOR
A TARDIS.
DILLON
It's a box.
DOCTOR
Yes, a box, it's a tad bit bigger
on the inside, but how'd you know
to do that?
Dillon heads toward the cords he repaired and points at
them.
DILLON
It's simple really...
DOCTOR
(scoffing)
OH! It's simple?! Well then you,
tiny human, you ant-like human, you
must think that ALL alien ships are
easy to fix.
DILLON
Alien?
The Doctor runs from the room up the stairs. Dillon stares
at him, then around the console. He chases the Doctor up the
stairs.
INT. TARDIS CLOISTER ROOM - NIGHT
The Doctor runs into the room, explosions and flashing
lights still going off everywhere. Dillon enters,
approaching the Doctor.
DILLON
You're an alien?
DOCTOR
This room. What's wrong in this
room? Huh? Or is your tiny human
brain collapsing under the stress?
Dillon furrows his eyebrows, then heads to a control panel.
The Doctor runs behind him and watches, zipping his head
around to get a good peak.
Dillon pulls the control panel off the wall, looks into the
jumble of cords, then pulls out a blue one. When he plugs it
back in, the room returns to normal.
DILLON
My tiny human brain can handle a
lot. Now, who are you?
DOCTOR
What was that? What, what? What did
you just do?
DILLON
Unplugged the system and replugged
it. Just needed to refresh, like
the main computer.
DOCTOR
It's not a computer, it's a living
ship. And I don't think she likes
you touching her.
The walls groan and the men look around.
DILLON
(to the TARDIS, confused)
Sorry?
DOCTOR
Hang in there, sexy!
The Doctor grabs Dillon's shoulder, spins him around, then
leads him out the other way.
INT. TARDIS OBSERVATORY - NIGHT
They enter and Dillon gawks at the giant telescope in the
center of the room, and the brilliant night sky through the
window above it.
The room is filled with smoke. The Doctor gestures toward
the center of the room.
DILLON
Whoa there-
DOCTOR
Not you, her. Now what's wrong in
here?
DILLON
Well, why did you crash?
DOCTOR
See, you're asking questions that
don't matter. The most important
question is...why are you Irish?
DILLON
What?
DOCTOR
Why are you Irish? I never land in
Ireland. Are we in Liverpool?
DILLON
No, we're in Poppintree.
Dillon heads to a switch, and throws it. The extractor fans
turn on and the room is cleared of smoke in seconds.
DOCTOR
Poppintree!? That's absurd.
The Doctor runs from the room and Dillon follows.
INT. TARDIS SWIMMING POOL - NIGHT
The Doctor spins around mid run and stares at Dillon up
close, as Dillon screeches to a halt.
DOCTOR
A human from Poppintree is running
around my TARDIS, fixing my TARDIS,
and for some reason, is still
fixing things after I made it very
clear I am an alien. You did catch
on that I'm an alien?
DILLON
Yes.
DOCTOR
Right.
DILLON
You don't look alien though.
DOCTOR
Looks can be deceiving. There's a
lot of things you humans don't know
about aliens.
DILLON
We don't know anything about
aliens. I would like to know your
name though.
DOCTOR
I'm the Doctor.
DILLON
The Doctor? Is that some sort of
code name? Are you invading Earth?
DOCTOR
(sighs)
You humans and your science
fiction.
A siren goes off, and the Doctor grabs Dillons arm and leads
him flailing through the TARDIS.
INT. TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM - NIGHT
The Doctor reaches the screen. Coordinates appear. Dillon
watches from behind, gazing around to get a good look at the
console room for the first time.
DILLON
What is this place?
DOCTOR
It's a time machine. And I think we
have somewhere to be.
DILLON
We?!
The Doctor flips a bunch of switches and smiles up at Dillon
maliciously as he preps the last lever.
DOCTOR
Hang on, Poppintree.
The TARDIS rumbles as he throws the lever and they fly
through the time vortex.
ACT 2:
INT. MIRROR SHIP MAIN HALLWAY - DAY
The TARDIS lands loudly, and the Doctor strides out
confidently. Dillon stumbles out and looks around. The
hallway is made of nothing but mirrors. The ship is rumbling
and lights are flashing. The Doctor leads Dillon down the
hall.
DILLON
Where's my house? Where are we?
DOCTOR
It's a spaceship. And a time
machine. There's another question
we should be asking.
DILLON
Ummm...when are we?
DOCTOR
No idea. Some trillion years into
the past. And by the looks of it,
this is a very old ship.
DILLON
It doesn't look old to me.
DOCTOR
That's because it's brand new right
now, but this is very old tech.
DILLON
How can you tell?
DOCTOR
Because we're trillions of years
into the past. Honestly, don't you
listen, Poppintree?
DILLON
I have a name, you know! My name is
Dillon.
DOCTOR
Sorry, right. Nice to meet you
Dillon. Now let's save this
crashing ship.
DILLON
Crashing?
The ship rumbles again, and the men run down the hall.
INT. MIRROR SHIP COCKPIT - DAY
Dillon and the Doctor run into the cockpit. The controls are
all made of reflective touch screen material. The Doctor
runs around stroking the console.
DILLON
Old tech? Why is it all
touchscreens?
DOCTOR
Excellent question. Can you fix it?
DILLON
If I could see the parts, maybe.
Not a big fan of touchscreens and
iPhones.
DOCTOR
Me neither. You've seen my mobile
phone. Alright, let's open this up.
The Doctor SONICS the console, and the displays come to
life. An image of the ship appears on a screen, with a line
showing the projectile of its crash into an unknown planet.
Dillon examines the image as the Doctor continues sonicing.
DILLON
Why do I have to fix it? You're
obviously smart. You claim to be a
doctor. Why me?
DOCTOR
Because I have no idea who you ar
or how you know what you're doing
but for some reason I'm fascinated.
This is an experiment.
DILLON
You didn't make this ship crash,
did you? Just for an experiment?
DOCTOR
No, that was just good timing.
The Doctor is still sonicing. Dillon heads for the door.
DILLON
Look, as much as I appreciate your
unwarranted faith in my mechanical
skills, we need to go. There might
be people on this ship and we need
to help them escape.
The Doctor stops, perplexed at the complexity of the ship,
then looks up at Dillon. The Doctor stands, then runs past.
DOCTOR
Right. Off we go then!
Dillon, confused by the sudden change, runs after him.
INT. MIRROR SHIP MAIN HALLWAY - DAY
Dillon and the Doctor run down the hall, looking around.
DILLON
Where is everyone? If they're
crashing, shouldn't everyone be
panicked?
DOCTOR
That's an excellent question. A
crashing ancient ship into an
unknown planet with no people on
board. Oh, this becoming quite the
mystery, Dillon of Poppintree.
ECHO
(muted in the distance)
...Dillon of Poppintree...
DILLON
Hello! Is anyone there?
DOCTOR
You know, you're rather smart for
a-
ECHO
(less muted)
...rather smart for a...
Dillon gives him an angry look. The Doctor fixes his words
promptly.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
Human. Quite smart for a human.
ECHO
(not very muted now)
...smart for a human...
DILLON
Doctor, shhh.
DOCTOR
No, I was trying to give you a
compliment.
ECHO
...give you a compliment...
DILLON
Doctor. Stop talking.
DOCTOR
(groaning)
What now?
ECHO
...what now?...
DILLON
A big, empty ship like this, there
should be an echo, right?
DOCTOR
Yes, and there is an echo, if you
didn't notice. Hello!
ECHO
(eerily close)
...didn't notice. Hello...
DILLON
Doctor, you have an echo. Listen.
DEAD SILENCE. Dillon has no echo. The Doctor spins around
frantically, then realizes something.
DOCTOR
That's not an echo. There's someone
here...repeating me. And I do not
like repeating.
The Doctor suddenly turns around and finds himself facing a
scary MIRROR MONSTER (ECHO). It has a humanoid shape, but is
entirely made out of a hard mirror-like material. The Doctor
can see his reflection right on the face of the monster. The
reflection speaks with the echo and not with him.
ECHO
...do not like repeating...
DOCTOR
RUN!
ECHO
RUN!
The Doctor and Dillon run away from the monster. It chases,
but not quickly, as the men are able to go through a
doorway.
INT. MIRROR SHIP SIDE HALLWAY - DAY
The Doctor and Dillon run down the hall, checking over their
shoulders. Dillon starts to panic.
DILLON
What was that yoke?!
DOCTOR
No idea! An entirely new species!
DILLON
But they're alien! They could be
hostile.
DOCTOR
Well I'm alien too. Don't be so
quick to judge.
Dillon slows down.
DILLON
What am I doing?! Oh God.
DOCTOR
What are you doing? Come on, we
need to keep running!
DILLON
No, not that! I'm running around a
ship in outer space, with a strange
Scot who says he's an alien, who
took me out of my backyard onto a
crashing alien ship made of
mirrors, and I have no idea why!
DOCTOR
Honestly, I don't have an answer
for you, but we can talk about it
later. Just keep running!
Dillon stops and catches his breath. He runs a hand through
his hair and breaths heavily. The Doctor puts a hand on his
shoulder.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
Look, you have no reason to trust
me. I don't think anyone ever
should, but for some reason they
do. But those things...I don't know
what they are. And as a doctor, I
recommend running. Because if they
catch us, I can't guarantee that
you'll live. Okay?
Dillon looks up at him and nods. The Doctor grabs his
shoulder and pushes him and they continue running. The
Mirror Monster cuts around a corner, gaining on them.
DOCTOR
Run! Through that door!
They run through a door with a weird symbol glowing out of
the mirror above it.
INT. MIRROR SHIP MEDICAL BAY - DAY
The room is dark, but mirrored as well, so every little
light gleams throughout the room infinitely. The Doctor
sonics the door to lock it, and Dillon examines the beds
scattered throughout the room.
DILLON
Well, here are all the passengers.
The Doctor gets a closer look at the PATIENTS.
DOCTOR
Now, this is making more sense!
Look here! We have a Vondrax in its
original form! And look! A first
generation Tachyon! Not many
parallel universes yet. And an
Argolin! And...
The Doctor stops. He stares at a few bodies near the end of
the row. He walks slowly toward them. He reaches to touch
their skin, then stops.
DILLON
What? What are they?
Dillon runs up, and gets a look at the BODIES. They look
like ordinary humans.
DILLON (CONT.)
They look like us! Are they human
DOCTOR
No, don't be stupid. The human
species doesn't even exist yet.
No...these are Gallifreyans.
DILLON
So...from Gallifrey?
The Doctor glares at him. Dillon shrugs.
DILLON (CONT.)
Just a shot in the dark.
DOCTOR
These are my people. Time Lords.
DILLON
Time Lords?
DOCTOR
Except they're gone now. But these
Time Lords...they haven't lived
through the Time War! They've been
trapped on this ship for who knows
how long! If I could save them...
DILLON
Doctor?
DOCTOR
I could save my species. We could
start anew and...
DILLON
Are they alive?
The Doctor freezes, then scans them with his sonic
screwdriver. He scans more, then jumps to the next body.
Dillon watches anxiously.
DOCTOR
Alive...but I'm getting weird
readings...these bodies seem to be
radiating large amounts of extonic
energy.
DILLON
Let's scan the other bodies.
The Doctor runs around the room, scanning each individua
with his sonic.
DOCTOR
The same...the same...THE SAME!
They're all radiating extonic
energy. But how? What kind of weird
weapons did they use to create an
energy signature like that-
The door flies open, and the mirror monster walks slowly
toward them.
DILLON
Doctor!
ECHO
Doctor!
Dillon's reflection in the monster is delayed.
DOCTOR
Fascinating!
The Doctor scans the monster as well, as the monster focuses
its attention on Dillon.
DILLON
We need to get out of here!
ECHO
We need to get out of here!
DOCTOR
Just, one more time, say something
for it to copy.
DILLON
DOCTOR!
ECHO
DOCTOR!
DOCTOR
Right, sorry. Let's go!
The Doctor grabs Dillon and drags him to the end of the
hall. They escape out another door.
INT. MIRROR SHIP MEDICAL BAY ICU - DAY
The Doctor and Dillon run into the room, and this time, the
Doctor actually locks the door.
DOCTOR
He's persistent, I'll give him
that.
DILLON
What was it doing?
DOCTOR
Copying you. Although it's strange.
The monster was giving off the same
extonic radiation that the bodies
were.
DILLON
What about these bodies?
ZOOM OUT to reveal another room of bodies, much smaller than
the last, but something is off about these ones.
One BODY looks like a mix between a Vondrax and a Tachyon.
Another BODY is a completely deformed Argolin.
The Doctor examines each of them. He sonics again.
DOCTOR
All extonic. Why though?
The Doctor backs up and bumps into the table with the
Vondrax/Tachyon hybrid. The body sits up on the table.
It begins to ZAP between reflecting the Doctor and Dillon.
The reflection switching gets faster, and faster, and as it
reflects each of them, the smooth mirror-like surface begins
to form a texture. The changing gets infinitely fast...
Until the body falls to the table again with a sizzle. It
now looks like a mix between Dillon and the Doctor, faces
molded together.
Dillon and the Doctor look at each other.
DILLON
I don't think those were Time
Lords, Doctor.
DOCTOR
I know.
INT. MIRROR SHIP MEDICAL CLOSET - DAY
The Doctor is throwing small machines and robots over his
shoulder as he looks through the shelves of equipment.
Dillon sits at the entrance of the closet.
DOCTOR
Useless...useless...useless!
The Doctor grabs a small gun-looking machine. He examines it
and shakes it.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
Now that's better!
The Doctor sits on the ground and begins fiddling with the
machine using his sonic. Dillon stares, fearful.
DILLON
So all of those bodies...all of
them...
He looks back at the ICU room.
DOCTOR
Mirror monsters. All of them.
DILLON
So this is a hospital? For the
mirrors gone wrong?
DOCTOR
The ones who couldn't switch back,
or the ones who switch too much.
All sick.
DILLON
Aren't we in danger here?
DOCTOR
I doubt it. They're not in control
of their power. The one we saw, I
bet he can't even move his body he
was switching so fast.
DILLON
What do they want then? Didn't they
send out a distress signal? Why
would they ask for our help?
DOCTOR
I don't know. Still trying to
figure that bit out.
DILLON
Maybe they need us to fix it.
DOCTOR
Well that's generally what a
distress signal means.
DILLON
No, but what if...what if they need
a creature other than another
mirror to work the mirror controls?
DOCTOR
That's a possibility. And now! We
can escape.
The Doctor holds up the small machine with triumph and shows
off his handiwork to Dillon.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
It's a onomatopoeic suppressor. It
now should prevent them from
repeating or reflecting us. So we
can get back to the TARDIS and
leave this crazy ship.
DILLON
So we're not going to help them?
The Doctor stands, and leads Dillon out of the closet.
INT. MIRROR SHIP MEDICAL BAY ICU - DAY
The Doctor tiptoes through the room with his suppressor out
and ready. Dillon follows him, stops, and crosses his arms.
DILLON (CONT.)
We need to help them.
DOCTOR
Not the time, Poppintree.
DILLON
No! They're in distress! Why aren't
we going to help them?
DOCTOR
I said not the time!
The MONSTER shaped like a deformed Argolin sits up and
trudges toward the Doctor. He slaps the suppressor and turns
it on.
High-pitched RINGING blasts through the room. Dillon and the
Doctor cover their ears, screaming.
DILLON
Turn it off!
The monster is twitching and flailing as energy radiates out
of it.
DOCTOR
(voice manipulated)
I can't...what's happening?
DILLON
(voice manipulated)
It's radiating extonic energy! Hold
on!
Dillon dashes over and turns off the machine. The monster
collapses with a sizzle, stuck in mirror form. The Doctor
whips around to look at Dillon.
DOCTOR
(speaking with Dillon's voice)
Oh, great.
DILLON
(speaking with the Doctor's
voice)
No. This can't be good. Am I?
Dillon pats his body, and does a twirl as he looks at his
reflection in the mirrors. From this point on, the Doctor
and Dillon's minds have switched bodies.
DILLON (CONT.)
I'm Irish now! An Irish Doctor!
DOCTOR
What?! How is this possible?
DILLON
Those things, they copy our minds
and our bodies, eventually becoming
us and draining us. I think the
extonic energy may have mixed our
minds up-
DOCTOR
Okay, stop.
Dillon looks perplexed at the Doctor. The Doctor gets up
close and laughs.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
That's just weird. I sound Scottis
now.
The Doctor goes up and pokes Dillon's face.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
Awesome.
DILLON
Do you have anything more
intelligent to say?
DOCTOR
(suddenly panicked)
What's up with your chest? Why is
it pounding on both sides?!
DILLON
Oh, I've got two hearts. Time Lord
thing.
DOCTOR
You've got TWO HEARTS? Now I
believe you're an alien.
DILLON
Come on, we need to go!
The Doctor and Dillon run from the ICU back toward the main
medical bay.
ACT 3:
INT. MIRROR SHIP MEDICAL BAY - DAY
The two men run through the Medical Bay past the original
mirror monster. Dillon grabs the suppressor from the Doctor.
Every time they speak, the monster echoes them. Other
monsters start to wake up and echo as well.
DOCTOR
Hey! Give that back!
DILLON
No. You have no idea what these
aliens are capable of.
DOCTOR
Actually, I have a pretty good idea
by now.
DILLON
Well, I need to troubleshoot this
suppressor to take the extonic
radiation and-
DOCTOR
You've done enough damage. You call
yourself a doctor? Look at the mess
you got us into.
DILLON
I happen to be especially good at
getting out of the messes I get
myself into. I mean usually, I'm
cleaning up after my companions,
but-
DOCTOR
Companions? What does that even
mean?
DILLON
It means I have pals. And stop
interrupting me! I don't like
people who don't let me talk.
DOCTOR
If you have "pals", then where are
they, huh?
DILLON
Wow. So typical of you Irish goons.
Always trying to start a fight.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 25.
DOCTOR
Just give me the suppressor!
The Doctor reaches for the suppressor, but Dillon pushes him
back. They each grab the suppressor and pull away from each
other.
SNAP! SIZZLE! The gun breaks in half and a gooey, reflective
liquid oozes out. They stare at each other apprehensively.
They turn to face the monster. He is two inches from Dillon,
staring him down. It starts to turn into Dillon, gaining
some of the texture of the skin the more it observes.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
Doctor, I think we need to go now.
The Doctor grabs Dillon by the arm and the two run from the
room.
INT. MIRROR SHIP SIDE HALLWAY - DAY
Dillon and the Doctor run. They screech to a halt when two
more monsters approach from either side of the hallway in
front of them. They both start to turn into Dillon. The
monster from the medical bay walks up, still forming
Dillon's face.
DILLON
Ugh, of course they would choose
me.
DOCTOR
(jokingly)
It's because I'm such a feen.
DILLON
Actually, it's probably because
they know my brain is more
valuable.
DOCTOR
You couldn't give me that one,
could you?
DILLON
Nope, definitely not.
They turn the corner and continue running. The Doctor pants
and slows down.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 26.
DOCTOR
Slow down! I don't think your body
is meant to run this fast.
Dillon spins around and grabs the Doctor's shoulder, pushing
him faster.
DILLON
On the contrary, Poppintree. That's
all my body is meant to do. Every
day. Every adventure. I spend it
all running.
DOCTOR
(annoyed)
You get into trouble that often?
DILLON
Yes. But it's all part of the gig.
Traveling through time and space,
seeing amazing things...and running
into more than my share of hostile
lifeforms.
DOCTOR
(groaning)
Why do it then? It seems like the
pros don't exactly outweigh the
cons.
DILLON
Because...
He pauses to think. He looks over his shoulder. Three
Dillon-looking monsters jog behind them.
DILLON (CONT.)
Honestly, I'll probably have a good
answer for you later. These things
usually just roll off the tongue
but I'm finding that my
monologue-ing skills are lacking at
the moment. It's probably because
it's not my tongue I'm using. But
come on!
Dillon leads the Doctor to the cockpit and the men enter.
The lock clicks loudly behind them, and the monsters stare
angrily. We hear them whisper eerily in the Doctor's voice.
ECHOES
...come on...come on...
27.
INT. MIRROR SHIP COCKPIT - DAY
CLOSE UP on Dillon's hands working on the onomatopoeic
suppressor. The Doctor paces behind him. There's a knocking
on the door from the mirror monsters.
The Doctor clicks the touch screen. He obviously doesn't
know how to work it. The map of the ship crashing pops up
again, and they're getting very close, although the rumbling
is not very loud. It quickly switches to a screen of the
alien writing, then flickers to an image of a space map.
DOCTOR
Yeah, I definitely don't understand
this tech.
DILLON
Fat load of help you are.
DOCTOR
I'm sorry, Doctor, but what did you
expect? Like you said, my tiny
human brain can't handle the
stress.
DILLON
I only said that because-
DOCTOR
Because you know best. I get it.
You see me the same way everyone
else does. I'm just a lowly
mechanic. I'll never amount to
anything.
The ship rumbles, and Dillon looks up.
DILLON
That's not true.
DOCTOR
And how would you know?
DILLON
(sighs)
I once had a friend who thought she
was useless. And she was loud, SO
loud. Shouting into the void
because she thought she didn't
matter. I learned then that
everyone matters. I just-well,
like my friend said, "when I'm
stressed, I like to insult
species."
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 28.
DOCTOR
Yeah, well, look at me. I just
might prove you wrong.
Dillon looks up, and the two stare at each other. They both
appear unsettled.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
Even now, I'm staring at myself and
it looks like you're doing more
with my hands than I may ever do
with them myself.
DILLON
Sometimes, you may surprise
yourself.
DOCTOR
(scoffing)
Yeah, right.
DILLON
No, seriously.
Dillon stands and walks up to the Doctor, staring him down.
His eyebrows are furrowed angrily as he analyzes his face.
DILLON (CONT.)
Even now, I'm surprised at myself.
(beat) I never thought those angry
eyebrows would ever show an emotion
like sadness.
The Doctor is taken aback. Dillon hands him the suppressor.
DILLON (CONT.)
Right now, you're using my face in
ways I never could. You're sad,
you're scared, you have emotion.
It's so human. There's something
inside of you, Poppintree. Maybe
it's passion or determination, or
maybe it's just fear. But don't
underestimate human emotion.
The Doctor's lip quivers as he looks at Dillon.
DOCTOR
So, do you have a plan?
DILLON
(hesitantly)
Yes.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 29.
Dillon dashes over to the ship console.
DOCTOR
Great. I'd love to hear it.
DILLON
First, we need to switch back our
voices.
DOCTOR
Any idea how?
DILLON
When the onomatopoeic suppressor
malfunctioned, it made the mirror
monsters radiate extra extonic
energy and that's when our voices
switched. So we need to duplicate
that moment, and luckily, those
three are ready to help out.
He looks over to the door. The knocking continues.
DOCTOR
Great. So how long until the ship
crashes?
DILLON
Let's check, shall we?
Dillon pulls up the diagram. They are mere centimeters from
the atmosphere of the planet. Dillon's face drops.
DILLON (CONT.)
Five minutes.
DOCTOR
What?! It doesn't even feel like
we're crashing.
DILLON
Well, that's what thermal-shields
are for. It's the engines that are
failing, not the shields. We
probably wouldn't feel it until
impact.
DOCTOR
Bleedin rapid.
(beat) Dillon stares at the Doctor.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 30.
DILLON
Was that even English? I need this
for a moment.
Dillon pulls the Doctor's hand up, which reveals the
suppressor. He pulls the sonic from the Doctor's pocket.
DILLON (CONT.)
When I open that door with this
screwdriver, I need you to fire the
suppressor. Then I'll sonic the
suppressor and it should immobilize
the monsters long enough for us to
make a run for it. Are you ready?
DOCTOR
I think so? Is that seriously a
screwdriver?
DILLON
Let's go.
Dillon sonics the door, and the three Dillon monsters are
waiting just outside the door.
The Doctor FIRES the suppressor, while Dillon SONICS.
CLOSE UP on the two mens' faces as they look on with
determination, each with their weapons.
The monsters sizzle, and extonic radiation is visible. The
Doctor and Dillon close their eyes as the high pitch RINGING
blasts through the room. Everything goes white.
ACT 4:
INT. MIRROR SHIP MAIN HALLWAY - DAY
The Doctor runs away from the cockpit. The room looks like
it's spinning and the Doctor's reflection contorts around
him. The RINGING is still heard.
The Doctor looks back. Dillon is nowhere to be seen.
The Doctor shouts, and his voice is back to normal.
DOCTOR
Poppintree! Dillon!
He spins around, then runs back toward the cockpit. Before
he can poke his head inside...
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 31.
DILLON MIRROR #1
What do you want, Doctor?
The Doctor jumps and faces him. He doesn't realize that the
DILLON MIRROR #1 he is speaking to is actually a mirror
monster, even though the voice is tincan-y and the face is
very soft-looking.
DOCTOR
Come on, we need to go! There's no
time for hide and seek.
DILLON MIRROR #1
Sorry! The ringing just dizzied me.
DOCTOR
Well, being dizzy shouldn't keep
you from running. Now let's get
back to the TARDIS.
The two run off together.
INT. MIRROR SHIP SIDE HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
The Doctor turns the corner, and finds another Dillon mirror
monster standing in front of him. Now he realizes something
is wrong.
DOCTOR
Poppintree?
DILLON MIRROR #2
(impatiently)
Doctor?
The Doctor turns around and sees both of them.
DILLON MIRROR #1 & #2
Now do we have your attention?
DOCTOR
What do you want?
DILLON MIRROR #1 & #2
Salvation.
DOCTOR
Well, you're not getting any of
that from me. Now, where is
Poppintree?
They look at him quizzically.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 32.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
You know, Poppintree! The gentleman
who kindly gave you his face. Or,
you know, the one you took his face
from.
DILLON MIRROR #1 & #2
Your friend will not return unless
you give us salvation.
DOCTOR
See, if you want that to work, you
need to produce the goods first.
Show me my friend.
DILLON MIRROR #1 & #2
No.
DOCTOR
I don't think you understand.
Nobody says no to me. Give me back
my friend first or we'll all die in
this crash.
DILLON MIRROR #1
We know you Time Lords. You do
whatever it takes to survive.
DILLON MIRROR #2
And you friend is no exception.
DOCTOR
Wait, you think he's a Time-
The Doctor is half-apprehensive, half-sly as he smiles,
twitching, and turns to face each of the mirror monsters.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
That's right. Me and my Time Lord
friend will do what it takes to
survive. So you better not mess
with us!
The two mirror monsters stare at him, then he runs in the
opposite direction.
INT. MIRROR SHIP COCKPIT - DAY
Dillon wakes, and rubs his head. He looks up to find a
DOCTOR MIRROR looking down on him, although he does not know
it right away.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 33.
DILLON
It worked! We're back to normal.
DOCTOR MIRROR
Indeed. It worked.
DILLON
Come on, we need to get back to
your ship-thing.
DOCTOR MIRROR
The door is locked, Dillon.
DILLON
No matter! I've got your
screwdriver thing. Here.
Dillon starts to hand the Doctor mirror the sonic
screwdriver, when he hesitates.
DILLON (CONT.)
Wait, where's the monsters? And
come on, no "Poppintree"? No snide
comment about Irish blokes?
Dillon gets a closer look, and he notices the still slightly
reflective material of the mirror monster.
DILLON (CONT.)
You're not the Doctor.
DOCTOR MIRROR
You're smarter than you look. And
I've seen some dumb Time Lords in
my time.
Dillon looks puzzled, but then he has a...
FLASHBACK:
INT. MIRROR SHIP MEDICAL BAY - DAY
Dillon and the Doctor examine the human-looking bodies.
DILLON (CONT.)
They look like us! Are they human?
DOCTOR
No, don't be stupid. The human
species doesn't even exist yet.
No...these are Gallifreyans.
34.
END FLASHBACK
Dillon looks toward the Doctor Mirror. He smiles.
DILLON
(voice quivering)
That's right. I'm not a dumb Time
Lord. I happen to be very smart.
And Gallifreyan. From Gallifrey. I
think.
DOCTOR MIRROR
And you will never see your friend
again, unless you fix our ship.
DILLON
Right. Umm...about that. I'm not
exactly...a lord of fixing ships.
I'm a lord of time, you know. Not
exactly good at fixing ships like
this one.
DOCTOR MIRROR
You will fix the ship. You have a
screwdriver.
DILLON
Yeah, but not a good one. I mean
look at it! I can use a screwdriver
that has a head to it, but this
one's got a weird light on it.
That's not helpful now, is it? It
looks like a torch-
DOCTOR MIRROR
Shut up.
Dillon looks at the mirror monster and frowns. Before he can
respond, the two Dillon mirror monsters enter the cockpit.
DILLON
Well that's just trippy.
DILLON MIRROR #1
The Doctor has fled. He ran back to
his ship.
DOCTOR MIRROR
This one refuses to fix the ship.
He turns on the screen and the diagram shows that they've
made contact with the atmosphere. The ship finally starts to
shake.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 35.
DILLON
Wait, the Doctor couldn't have
left. He wouldn't just leave me
here.
DILLON MIRROR #2
Well he did. Now if you want to
live, fix the ship!
Dillon stares frantically at the image of the ship crashing
into the planet.
DILLON
But I can't! Doctor! DOCTOR!
INT. TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM - DAY
The Doctor breathes heavily standing over the console. He
stares ferociously at the door.
He flips a switch, and the TARDIS starts to sound like it's
taking off, but then he switches back and everything stops.
DOCTOR
(to the TARDIS)
Why him? Why him, old girl?
The TARDIS groans, and he groans back.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
I can't do this again! When you
choose companions, when you meddle.
I can't face another Donna because
you decide to control MY timeline.
The Doctor slams a fist into the console, and it shuts off.
He looks up, silently. His eyes wander to the door again,
and he sighs. He strokes the console.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
I'm sorry. Let's go save
this...this Poppintree boy.
The console flares back to life, and the Doctor looks on in
awe. He smiles, and grabs the controls. As he sets the
TARDIS into flight, he grabs the microphone with a laugh.
36.
INT. MIRROR SHIP COCKPIT - DAY
The rumbling is louder and Dillon is starting to cry with
fear as he watches the ship get dangerously close to the
surface. The mirror monsters use the controls frantically
but to no avail.
The Doctor's voice suddenly echoes through the room.
DOCTOR
(over TARDIS speaker)
Poppintree! You know, I told you
that I had a good reason for going
on all these adventures, even
though it's very dangerous and I
end up facing terrible creatures on
a daily basis, but I said it was
because I needed to roll off my own
tongue? Well I have my own tongue
back.
Wind starts to swirl around the mirror ship console room.
Dillon looks around, and his own reflection in the mirror
catches his eye as he listens. The mirror monsters panic.
DOCTOR (CONT.)
(over TARDIS speaker)
I go on these adventures because I
want to. If I had stayed at home
and didn't steal the TARDIS, I
would have been just a boring old
Time Lord, sitting around doing
boring work, overseeing all of
history, but never being a part of
it. I chose to run, because if I
didn't, then I wouldn't have
become...me.
INT. TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM - DAY
The TARDIS materializes around Dillon, and he finds himself
staring now at the Doctor's face rather than his own
reflection.
DOCTOR
The question is, Dillon of
Poppintree, are you going to run?
37.
ACT: 5
EXT. MIDNIGHT PLANET - DAY
The mirror ship crashes into the surface of a planet made of
diamonds. A large flash of light is emitted, and a high
pitch ringing is heard one last time before silence.
Dillon and the Doctor stare at it from the doors of the
TARDIS.
Dillon shudders.
DILLON
I hope those creatures didn't
survive.
DOCTOR
Unfortunately, they did.
DILLON
(looking at the Doctor)
How do you know?
DOCTOR
Because, I've seen them before. A
long time ago, but in the far
future. They deteriorate into a
mere entity, because the extonic
light from that sun destroys their
physical form, but their mental
abilities are strong enough, I'm
afraid, to withstand anything.
DILLON
Did you recognize them when we
first saw them?
DOCTOR
No. But those creatures are
confirmed up there in my top five
least favorite aliens in the
universe.
DILLON
Who tops that list?
DOCTOR
I hope you never have to find out.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 38.
DILLON
Me neither. (beat) I want to go
home.
DOCTOR
Seriously? If you want to...
DILLON
Yes.
DOCTOR
(surprised)
Okay. I'm just mildly disappointed
now.
DILLON
Disappointed?
DOCTOR
You held your own, back there. Not
a lot of people can face
themselves. Trust me, I know.
You've got what it takes, but if
you seriously want to go home, I
won't stop you.
Dillon is silent and turns toward the door again. He stares
out at the planet Midnight.
DILLON
Some of us can't just run away. We
just can't.
DOCTOR
Right.
The TARDIS doors close and the ship takes flight.
EXT. DILLON'S BACKYARD - NIGHT
The TARDIS materializes. Dillon exits and gawks. It's
exactly as he left it.
He whips around to face the Doctor.
DILLON
Is it the same night we left?
DOCTOR
The same. (beat) It's been a long
time since someone turned down this
kind of opportunity.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 39.
DILLON
(hesitant)
Well...I'm sorry if I let you down.
That's the only talent I've got
really.
The Doctor furrows his eyebrows and stares at Dillon.
Hank enters the backyard, drunk. The eerie quiet indicates
that the house party is over.
HANK
Dillon! Buddy! So sorry, but I
think I broke you table.
There's an awkward silence.
HANK (CONT.)
Who's the old man?
DOCTOR
Hey! Who are you calling old?
DILLON
Let's get you to bed.
Dillon places himself under Hank's arm and guides him
inside. The Doctor watches for a moment, then closes the
TARDIS doors.
INT. DILLON'S HOUSE - DAY
Dillon wakes up, and stumbles out his open bedroom door. He
examines the room. It's trashed, and the kitchen table is
crushed under the weight of the football team's GOALIE.
Dillon rolls his eyes and turns toward the bathroom. He
jumps to find a girl sleeping with her head in the toilet.
He gently lifts her shoulders and rests her on the bath mat
with a towel by her head.
He grabs his backpack and skateboard. As he heads toward the
front door, Hank wakes up on the couch.
HANK
Whoa, Dillon!
DILLON
Go back to sleep, Hank. You've had
a long night.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 40.
HANK
No wait. Who was that guy last
night? I remember some old bloke in
our backyard...and a big blue box.
Dillon shrugs and tightens his backpack straps.
DILLON
You must have had a very strange
dream. I'll see you later.
HANK
Yeah, sure.
Hank goes back to sleep, and Dillon sighs.
EXT. MECHANIC SHOP, POPPINTREE, IRELAND - DAY
Dillon is fixing up a clunker old car. The radio glitches
and he groans, rubbing his greasy hand along his sweaty
face.
He looks toward shouting in the background his manager is
yelling at a COWORKER.
MANAGER
What do you mean, you gave him a
discount? Do you think we can just
take ten euros off anyone's bill
just because we feel like it?
You're a pathetic excuse for a
sales rep-
Dillon looks down and begins to play with his necklace,
which is a mechanical nut on a chain. As he fiddles with it,
a shadow is cast across his face.
DOCTOR
Excuse me? I was wondering if you
could help me. It appears that my
vehicle requires some expert
assistance.
Dillon looks up at the Doctor and grins.
END CREDITS