WTS:Doctor Who

by Crazyfanperson

I love reading these fanfics where the doctor and his friends watch their show. So I thought I'd have a bit of fun and make my own, the gaps will probably be a bit long between chapters cause I've got like 11 series to go through as well as other stuff. I do have life. Oh! And disclaimer, I own none of this, all rights to the BBC x

17. Bad Wolf

INT. CUPBOARD

The Doctor is crouched inside what appears to be a small cupboard. The tiny enclosure starts spinning, spinning... The Doctor leaps to his feet and frantically starts feeling the walls.

THE DOCTOR: What is it? What's happening?

He unexpectedly finds a door and falls through it.

Most people in the room were intrigued by this. The doctor often ended up in strange places but it wasn't often that he had no idea how he got there.

"Had a few did you?" Mickey jokingly asked the doctors, grinning. They didn't respond. They remembered this experience well and it wasn't one of their favourite adventures, they were all happy it was quite a long way behind them now.

INT. THE HOUSE

The Doctor lands flat on his face on the floor. He is in a brightly coloured room, drawings on the wall, modern style chair.

LYNDA: Oh my God!

A woman of 30, Lynda, hurries over to him.

LYNDA (CONT'D): I don't believe it! Why'd they put you in there? They never said you were coming!

The Doctor tries to pull himself up, very disorientated.

THE DOCTOR: But what happened? I was...

Lynda helps him to his feet.

LYNDA: Careful now... oh!

The Doctor's legs give way and he falls flat on his face again.

LYNDA (CONT'D): Oh! Mind yourself! Oh, that's the transmat. Scrambles your head, I was sick for days.

"A transmat?" River exclaimed, concerned. Those things were far from pleasant, they could zap a person anywhere without their consent and it always left people a little woozy afterwards. Anyone using a transmat on the doctor couldn't have anything good planned.

He tries to push himself up again. Lynda helps him to stand.

LYNDA (CONT'D): You all right?

The Doctor grunts. He finally manages to stabilise himself.

LYNDA: So! What's your name then, sweetheart?

THE DOCTOR (groggily): The Doctor, I think.

Donna, Mickey, Amy and Rory all laughed. Suddenly, everyone was imagining what it would be like for the doctor to forget who he was and for most it was an amusing thought. Aside from Martha who had experienced what it was like and the memories of it were pretty heavy.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): I was er... I don't know, what happened? How...

He looks at her for help.

LYNDA: You got chosen.

She nods, grinning, as though this explains everything.

Jack, the doctors and Rose were all wondering why she was smiling. Now that they knew what being chosen meant and knowing it wasn't pleasant they wondered why anyone would be happy about it.

THE DOCTOR: Chosen for what?

LYNDA: You're a house mate. You're in the house! Isn't that brilliant?!

She laughs as this truly is something to be happy about. A camp voice comes from within.

STROOD: That's not fair.

There are two other house mates, Strood and Crosbie, sitting on a purple couch in front of the TV, which has a familiar eye logo on the screen...

"Oh my…" Donna muttered in complete shock as everyone aside from the doctors trapped their mouths. Then immediately they all began to laugh hysterically. The doctor, on big brother, that was just too much.

"Of all the games they could have sent you too," Rose said through her laughter. 10 turned away from her, hiding his blush.

STROOD (CONT'D): We've got eviction in five minutes! I've been here for all nine weeks, I've followed the rules, I haven't had a single warning, and then he comes swanning in.

He gestures to the extremely confused Doctor, clearly rather peeved.

CROSBIE: If they keep changing the rules, I'm gonna protest, I am. You just watch me, I'm, I'm gonna paint the walls.

The Doctor looks around at the House, mouth open, brow furrowed. Completely bemused. A camera fixed to the ceiling turns slowly. Big Brother's voice rings out over the theme music.

BIG BROTHER: Would the Doctor please come to the Diary Room?

The Doctor looks up at the ceiling trying to see where the voice is coming from, then turns around at a buzzing noise behind him. A silver door with an illuminated eye on the side awaits him. He walks over to the door, opens it and goes inside.

Everyone was still laughing seeing the doctor completely out of his comfort zone. 10 just kept his head down and hoped this would be over soon. By contrast, 11 seemed to be enjoying this, it was quite a long while ago for him and he felt he was at the point where he could look back and laugh. 12's face was steeled and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking as he watched silently.

INT. DIARY ROOM

The Doctor finds himself in the Diary Room. He plonks himself down in the bright red chair, looking rather useless.

BIG BROTHER: You are live on channel forty-four-thousand. Please do not swear.

"Forty-four thousand?!" Donna exclaimed, a few others sharing in her shock.

"This was a dark time in humanity's history, when all they had was television." 11 explained, eyes glassing over slightly as he remember the guilt of knowing he'd be partly responsible for it.

THE DOCTOR (raises eyebrows): You have got to be kidding.

"I've got to be honest I really thought you were going to ignore her and swear." Said Mickey, some of the humans laughed, agreeing.

"Swearing isn't really a concept we have on Gallifrey so I don't have the impulse to do it." 10 explained.

OPENING CREDITS

"BAD WOLF"

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

Rose is lying on the floor of a darkened room, in a beam of light. She is just starting to regain consciousness. She looks around, bemused, with a just-woken-up look.

ROSE (blearily): What happened?

A man of 25, Rodrick, is crouched beside her, observing her.

RODRICK (CONT'D): It's all right... it's the transmat. Does your head in.

Rose looks around at her surroundings, blinking.

Everyone who didn't already know watched in anticipation of what show Rose would wind up in.

RODRICK (CONT'D): Get a bit of amnesia. What's your name?

ROSE (just about remembering): Rose. But... where's the Doctor?

RODRICK: Just remember, do what the Android says. Don't provoke it. The Android's word is law.

ROSE: What d'you mean, android? Like... a robot?

She looks around as a voice calls out.

FLOOR MANAGER: Positions, everyone! Thank you!

RODRICK: Come on. Hurry up! (Helps Rose to her feet). Steady, steady...

Rose hangs on to him for support.

ROSE (beginning to sound scare): I was travelling. With the Doctor and a man called Captain Jack...? The Doctor wouldn't just leave me...

All the doctors felt guilty. Not just for Rose but for everyone they'd let down. They didn't like it but the fact was a lot of people came to rely on them, and they weren't always able to be there.

FLOOR MANAGER: That's enough chat! Positions! Final call!

She is standing next to an inactive robot, which is being attended to by technicians. The robot stands on a platform around which are six podiums, the contestants milling around.

FLOOR MANAGER (CONT'D): Good luck!

Rodrick smiles slightly in anticipation and looks at Rose.

ROSE (confused, frightened): But I'm not supposed to be here.

RODERICK: Well, it says Rose on the podium...

Rose looks - and sure enough, her name lights up on one of the podiums. She stares.

"Oh my goodness." Martha laughed, realising what show Rose was stuck in.

Rose dropped her head in her hands, feeling embarrassed as she realised they were all about to see what a terrible job she did on the future weakest link.

RODERICK (CONT'D): Come on!

He dashes off and climbs up to stand behind his podium. Slowly, confused but with a dawning revelation, Rose takes her places behind her own podium.

ROSE: Hold on... I must be going mad.

She looks round at her surroundings... the technicians and Floor Manager are still attending to the inactive Android.

ROSE: It can't be. This looks like the...

FLOOR MANAGER: Android activated!

The Android springs to life, raising her face up.

ROSE: Oh, my God. The Android. The Anne... Droid.

The group burst out laughing.

ANNE DROID: Welcome, to "The Weakest Link"!

Cue theme music.

INT. WHAT NOT TO WEAR STUDIO

A white, clinical room. Blurry faces come slowly into clarity. Robotic voices.

TRIN-E: Here we go again. We've got our work cut out for us.

ZU-ZANA: I don't know, he's sort of handsome. That's a good lantern jaw.

Jack awakens. He's lying on a chair in the 'What Not To Wear' studio, being examined by the Trin-E and Zu-Zana droids. He blinks.

A few people recognised the show Jack had wound up on.

"Got yourself pimped out then?" Amy asked, chuckling.

"Not much they could do to improve on my natural looks." Jack replied, grinning. "Fun adventure though, something to tell my old unit if I ever see them again." Jack laughed but there was a touch of sadness behind it. They thought of his old friends back at the time agency was always bittersweet as Jack knew he probably wouldn't ever see them again, he'd not been able to contact anyone in the agency after he'd left; after they'd betrayed him by violating his mind and taking his memories.

TRIN-E: Lantern jaws are so last year.

JACK: Sorry... nice to meet you ladies, but where exactly am I?

TRIN-E: We're giving you a brand-new image.

JACK: Oh, hold on, I was with the Doctor... (Realises what she said, looks at them in alarm). Why, is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?

ZU-ZANA: It's all very twentieth century. Where did you get that denim?

"Lemme guess, the twentieth century?" Donna quipped.

JACK: Little place in Cardiff... it was called "The Top Shop".

ZU-ZANA (gliding around him): Oh, design classic.

"So in the future TopShop clothes are classic designs?" Martha asked.

"Remind me to save everything I ever bought from them." Donna muttered.

TRIN-E: But we're gonna have to find you some new colours. Maybe get rid of that "Oklahoma Farm Boy" thing you've got going on...

A lot of the group laughed and Jack blushed, still indignant about being referred to as a farm boy.

Jack stands up and faces them, hands on hips, rather indignant but at a loss for words.

ZU-ZANA: Just stand still and let the Defabricator work its magic.

JACK: What's the Defabricator?

They demonstrate. A beam of light hits Jack's clothing and relieves him of it. He does not seem in the least bit bothered.

The women in the room immediately shouted and groaned in frustration at not being able to get the "full experience" since Jack was only being shown from the shoulders up. This was quickly followed by Martha and Amy having to assure their husbands they were far more attractive.

JACK (CONT'D): Okay... Defabricator. Does exactly what it says on the tin. Am I naked in front of millions of viewers?

TRIN-E / ZU-ZANA: Absolutely!

JACK: Ladies... (Glances down at his body, a smug smile spreading across his face)... your viewing figures just went up.

Everybody laughed, even the doctors. They, as well as Rose and Jack, were almost able to forget what they were about to see. Almost.

INT. THE HOUSE

The sonic screwdriver whirrs and buzzes as the Doctor tries to open a door. Then he stops.

THE DOCTOR (to Lynda): I can't open it.

LYNDA: It's got a deadlock seal. Ever since Big Brother Five Hundred and Four when they all walked out...?

No answer from the Doctor, who is walking swiftly to the other side of the room looking for any possible exits.

LYNDA (CONT'D): You must remember that.

THE DOCTOR (referring to a mirror): What about this?

LYNDA: Oh, that's exoglass. You'd need a nuclear bomb to get through.

THE DOCTOR (scanning the edges): Don't tempt me.

"Do you carry those on you?" Rory asked sarcastically.

"I wouldn't put it past him." Mickey said, grinning.

"Well I could," Said 10, "these pockets are roomier than they look," he shoved his hands in the pockets of his suit, "but I don't really believe in weapons so…" He shrugged, figuring they'd get the idea.

Lynda leans against the wall next to him. It's as though she wants to say something. She lowers her voice.

LYNDA: I know you're not supposed to talk about the outside world, but you must've been watching. Do people like me? Lynda with a Y, not Linda with an I, she got forcibly evicted because she damaged the camera.

The Doctor nods, grinning in an uninterested sort of way.

LYNDA: Am I popular?

THE DOCTOR (indifferently): I don't remember.

LYNDA (quickly): Oh, but does that mean I'm nothing? Some people get this far just 'cos they're insignificant. Doesn't anybody notice me?

He looks at her properly now, almost pityingly.

THE DOCTOR: No... you're... you're nice. You're sweet. Everybody thinks you're sweet.

He grins.

LYNDA (flattered): Oh! Is that right? Is that what I am? (Very pleased). Oh, no-one's ever told me that before. Am I sweet? Really?

"I'm surprised no one's told her that before." Said Jack. "She was really sweet."

The doctors all nodded, eyes glazed over in sadness as they remembered their poor fallen friend.

THE DOCTOR: Yeah. Dead sweet!

LYNDA (grinning, touched): Thank you!

The Doctor looks over to one of the so-called windows. It is solid black.

THE DOCTOR: It's just a wall, isn't there supposed to be a garden out there?

He walks over to it. Lynda follows.

LYNDA: Don't be daft. No-one's got a garden anymore. Who's got a garden? (Gasps). Don't tell me you've got a garden!

"She says that like it's illegal to have a garden." Martha said in confusion. "Surely it hasn't come to that in the future."

"Believe me." 10 replied. "I wish that was the reason."

THE DOCTOR (examining the wall): No, I've just got the TARDIS... (Spins around, as though hit by sudden inspiration). I remember.

LYNDA: That's the amnesia! So what happened? Where did they get you?

THE DOCTOR (remembering): We'd just left Raxacoriofallapatorius. Then we went to Kyoto, that's right. Japan in 1336, and we only just escaped...

"Right, when Ashikaga Takauji usurped control from the emperor in Kyoto." River said.

"That's it, very handsome man he was." Said Jack, suggestively. The others laughed.

"Easy for you to say, you didn't almost have your head sliced off by his goons." Rose grumbled in mock anger.

INT. TARDIS

Flashback to the Doctor, Rose and Jack laughing together in the TARDIS.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D) (voice-over): We were together, we were laughing, and then... there was this light...

A bright light shines through the walls of the TARDIS. Bewildered and scared, Rose reaches out to the Doctor as she is sucked into the light...

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D) (voice-over): ... this white light coming through the walls, and then...

Rose is pulled back and back into the blinding white light...

End flashback.

INT. THE HOUSE THE DOCTOR: And then I woke up here.

LYNDA: Yeah, that's the transmat beam. That's how they pick the housemates.

"A transmat beam really shouldn't have been able to get inside the Tardis." Said River, concerned. "Especially not one that picks people at random, whoever transported you there did so for a reason and they're clearly very powerful."

"Quite." 10 nodded. "We weren't even in the right timeline, would have taken an awful lot of energy, and determination."

THE DOCTOR: Oh, Lynda with a Y... sweet little Lynda... (Walks a few paces into the room). It's worse than that.

POV of the mirror, as though there is a camera hidden inside it.

THE DOCTOR: I'm not just a passing traveller. No stupid little transmat gets inside my ship. That beam was fifteen million times more powerful, which means... this isn't just a game. There's something else going on. (Steps closer to the camera). Well! Here's the latest update from the Big Brother house. I'm getting out. (Looks straight into the camera). I'm gonna find my friends. And then I'm gonna find you.

He places his finger on the camera lens threateningly.

"You tell em'." Said Mickey, grinning. 10 blushed slightly, somewhat embarrassed by how overdramatic his last incarnation looked at the moment.

INT. FLOOR 500

A male programmer watches these proceedings. He approaches a female programmer, who is working at a computer.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Need a word.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: Hold on... let me finish this.

On her screen is the image of "The Weakest Link" studio, where Rose is.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER (CONT'D): 19... 18...

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

FLOOR MANAGER: 17... 16... 15... thank you people, transmitting in 12... 11... 10...

Agitated, Rose turns to Rodrick.

ROSE: But I need to find the Doc...

RODRICK (pushing her back impatiently): Just... shut up and play the game!

ROSE: All right then. What the hell? I'm gonna play to win!

She smiles. Rodrick looks distractedly at her, clearly thinking she's slightly mad.

Rose felt sick looking at herself. She was in a game withinnocent people where only one of them would live and she was smiling like she hadn't a care in the world. Of course she knew there was no way her former self could have known that but somehow it still made her stomach churn in disgust and fear.

FLOOR MANAGER: 3, and cue!

ANNE DROID: Let's play "The Weakest Link"!

Music, lights.

ANNE DROID (CONT'D): Start the clock.

Music.

ANNE DROID (CONT'D): Agorax, the name of which basic food stuff is an anagram of the word "beard"?

AGORAX: Bread.

ANNE DROID: Correct. Fitch, in the Pan Traffic Calendar, which month comes after Hoob?

FITCH: Is it... Clavadoe?

ANNE DROID: No, Pandoff. Rose, in maths, what is 258 minus 158?

ROSE: One hundred!

She looks extremely pleased with herself.

A lot of the audience laughed or smiled at Rose's enthusiasm, bar the doctors, Rose and Jack who all didn't want to see any of what was about to happen but for some reason they couldn't turn away.

ANNE DROID: Correct. Rodrick...

RODRICK: Bank.

ANNE DROID: Which letter of the alphabet appears in the word "dangle" but not in the word "gland"?

RODRICK (after a second's thought): E.

ANNE DROID: Correct! Colleen, in social security, what D is the name of the payment given to Martian Drones?

COLLEEN: Default.

ANNE DROID: Correct. Broff, the Great Cobalt Pyramid is built on the remains of which famous Old Earth Institute?

BROFF: T... Touchdown.

ANNE DROID: No, Torchwood.

11 and 12 tensed as memories of Torchwood came flooding into their minds. Rose and 10 meanwhile were thinking of their most recent adventure.

"Wasn't that house we were just in called Torchwood?" Rose quietly asked him.

"Yes, I believe it was." He muttered thoughtfully.

Martha, Mickey and Jack on the other hand were more familiar with the recent Torchwood, one being a member and the other being members of UNIT, the world's other leading organisation on aliens. Jack was quite proud of his work with Torchwood, how he'd turned it around from an agency dedicated to using alien technology to improve British supremacy and fighting the doctor to an agency that actually helped people.

Rose laughs. Broff's expression is genuinely distraught.

ANNE DROID (CONT'D): Agorax, in language, all five examples of which type of letter appear in the word "facetious"?

AGORAX: Vowels.

ANNE DROID: Correct. Fitch, in biology, which blood cells contain iron, red or white?

FITCH: Um... white.

Rose giggles. Fitch looks as though her heart has just sunk into her shoes.

ANNE DROID: No, red. Rose, in the holovid series "Jupiter Rising", the Grexnik is married to whom?

INT. FLOOR 500

The show is watched by the programmers.

ROSE: How should I know?

She laughs at the absurdity of the situation.

ANNE DROID: No, the correct answer is Lord Drayvole.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: Why's she laughing?

"So…" Said Mickey, "you're playing to win?" He smirked at looked over at Rose expecting her to snap at him, he was surprised to find her simply looking misty eyed at the screen, like she didn't even hear him, like she was remembering something sad.

ANNE DROID: Rodrick, in maths, what is nine squared?

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: Oh, my God... I don't think she knows...

Knows what? Most people in the room thought. Meanwhile, 10 placed a comforting hand on Rose's, she snapped out of her daze and leaned against his shoulder, glad for the comfort.

MALE PROGRAMMER (leaning over her shoulder): And I've got a housemate to appear out of nowhere. I told you, it's like the game's running itself.

INT. WHAT NOT TO WEAR STUDIO

Jack stands admiring himself in the mirror, flexing his muscles in the mirror. He's wearing black leather trousers and a white vest.

Some certain people in the room took the opportunity to admire what they were seeing on screen. Especially the man himself.

TRIN-E: It's the buccaneer look. Little dash of pirate and just a tweak of President Schwarzenegger.

"Oh, no, please don't tell me he was actually president." Amy said, dropping her head in her hands, the other humans all silently agreeing with her.

"No, not who you're thinking of," 11 said, "they're referring to Rachel Schwarzenegger who was president in the year 130,005."

"Quite the coincidence." Said Martha.

"Well, not sure about her policies but, girl had good dress." Jack threw in.

JACK: Nah, not sure about the vest. What about a little bit of colour to lift it?

ZU-ZANA: Absolutely not. Never wear black with colour. It makes the colour look cheap and the black look boring. Now, let's talk jackets.

JACK: I kinda like the first one...

ZU-ZANA: No, that's a bit too much Hell's Angel. I think I like the shorter one.

Jack shrugs into it in front of the mirror.

ZU-ZANA: Look, waist length, nice and slimming, shows off the bum.

She pats his bum. Jack turns to her.

JACK: Works for me.

"So let me get this straight." 10 said suddenly. "While I was going out of my mind worrying about what happened to all of us and where you were and how I was gonna rescue you, the two of you were enjoying the fact that you'd been dropped into a deadly game show."

"Hey!" Rose yelled, slapping his arm. "We weren't to know it was deadly."

"Besides, no sense panicking, first thing you learn in basic training, when in an unfamiliar environment or situation, adapt and survive until you figure out what's going on." Jack added.

TRIN-E: Once we've got an outfit, we can look at the face. Ever thought about cosmetic surgery?

JACK: Well, I've considered it, yeah. A little lift around the eyes... tighten up the jaw line... what do you think?

He places his hands on Zu-Zana's plastic breasts flirtatiously.

"Dude, she's a robot." Said Mickey.

"Yeah, and?" Jack asked, wagging his eyebrows. Everyone suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable and turned back to the screen.

TRIN-E: Oh, let's have a bit more ambition... (Takes a cap off her forearm revealing a chainsaw underneath). Let's do something... cutting edge.

"Ah, finally the deadly element of your show." Said 11, looking more interested than worried. Unlike some of the other members of the audience who were seeing all this for the first time.

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ANNE DROID: So, Rose. What do you actually do?

ROSE (light-hearted, even relaxed): I just travel about a bit. Bit of a... tourist, I suppose.

Rodrick, holding up a card saying 'Fitch', glances sideways at her.

ANNE DROID: Another way of saying "unemployed".

ROSE: No.

ANNE DROID: Have you got a job?

ROSE: Well... not really, no, but...

ANNE DROID: Then you are unemployed! And yet, you've still got enough money to buy peroxide. Why Fitch?

"How dare she, I should have said at the time, this is natural." Rose said defensively, tugging her hair for emphasis.

ROSE (completely wrong-footed): Uh... I think she got a few of the questions wrong.

Fitch is staring at the ground, tears running down her cheeks.

ROSE (CONT'D): ... that's all.

ANNE DROID: Oh, you'd know all about that.

ROSE: Well yeah, but I can't vote for myself, so it had to be Fitch...

Fitch sobs silently. Rose doesn't understand. She's disturbed, confused.

The members of the audience who didn't know what was going on were also a bit confused, but starting to catch on… A robot with a chainsaw, people terrified to be voted off a gameshow, they didn't know the extent of it but they were starting to understand these gameshows were anything but fun.

ROSE (CONT'D) (to Fitch): I'm sorry... that's the game. That's how it works... I had to vote for someone.

Fitch ignores her and addresses the Anne Droid. She's terrified.

FITCH (desperately): Let me try again, it was the lights and everything, I couldn't think.

ANNE DROID: In fact, with three answers wrong, Broff was the weakest link in that round, but, it's votes that count.

FITCH (begging): I'm sorry. Oh, please... oh God, help me!

She looks wildly around at her fellow contestants, pleading for help they can't give. Rose looks at her, still completely in the dark. Rodrick looks away. Broff sobs silently into the board he is holding up. Rose glances back at the Anne Droid.

ANNE DROID: Fitch, you are the weakest link. Goodbye!

The Anne Droid's mouth opens, and a gun protrudes from it. Without a moments hesitation, it fires, a thick and fast bolt of yellow/gold light. Hits Fitch - and she is gone. The gun retreats back into the Anne Droid's mouth. Rose looks back, having hidden her face, to see only smoke billowing where Fitch once stood.

FLOOR MANAGER: And we've gone to the adverts. Back in three minutes...

Rose buried her head in 10's shoulder, both sad and ashamed, the doctors looked on sombrely.

"What the heck?" Donna whisper-yelled.

"Is this what television comes to in the future?" Mickey demanded, "win or die?'

"For a little while yes, fortunately things get set straight after this, turns out humans weren't the ones behind it, that honour goes to— Ow!" 10 yelled, halted in his explanation, it only took him a moment to realise he'd been shocked by Scar's blue lightening to prevent him for handing out spoilers.

ROSE (to Rodrick, gesturing the smoke): Wassat? What's just happened?

RODRICK (wiping his board clean): She was the weakest link. She gets disintegrated.

Rose is uncomprehending. She makes a small noise at the back of her throat. Rodrick rolls his eyes.

RODRICK (CONT'D) (with the air of addressing a dimwit): Blasted into atoms.

ROSE (stunned): But I voted for her.

10 rubbed Rose's arm.

"You couldn't have known." Clara said, trying to be reassuring.

"I know…" Rose mumbled, not looking away from the screen.

ROSE (CONT'D): Oh, my God. This is sick.

Her words ring around the silent studio. The contestants glance at her.

ROSE (CONT'D): All of ya, you're just sick! I'm not playing this..;

BROFF: I'm not playing! (Whimpers, terrified, crying). I... I can't do it.

The Anne Droid turns to him slowly. Broff leaps off his podium and tries to run for it.

BROFF: I'm not... please, somebody let me...

ANNE DROID: You are the weakest link.

She fires. Broff disappears in mid-run.

ANNE DROID (CONT'D): Goodbye.

And the gun retreats back into her mouth. Rose is staring, mouth open, shocked and absolutely disgusted. Rodrick shuffles, uncomfortable. The Anne Droid turns back to the remaining contestants.

RODRICK (to Rose): Don't try to escape. It's play... or die.

"You don't even get a choice?" Martha gasped in horror.

"I know the humans weren't the masterminds, but they still followed along with all of this like good little sheep, which isn't really much better." Jack whispered to 11 in one of his rare moments of seriousness.

"Conformity, one of the worst parts of human society, trouble is you need a large number of protesters to stand a chance and nobody ever wants to be the one who walks into the flames first." 11 replied.

INT. THE HOUSE

Lynda, Strood and Crosbie are gathered on the sofa in front of the TV.

LYNDA: Doctor, they said all the housemates must gather on the sofa. You've got to.

THE DOCTOR: Busy getting out, thanks.

He is standing at one of the doors, whirring away with his sonic screwdriver.

LYNDA: But if you don't obey, then all the housemates get punished.

People's stomaches churned, trying incredibly hard not to imagine what kind of twisted punishments these deadly shows would dish out.

He grudgingly accepts this, and joins them on the sofa, clicking off his sonic screwdriver.

THE DOCTOR: Well maybe I'll be voted out, then.

STROOD: How stupid are you? You've only just joined, you're not eligible.

LYNDA: Don't try anything clever or we all get it in the neck.

BIG BROTHER: Big Brother House, this is Davina Droid.

Lynda, Strood and Crosbie all grab each others hands, Crosbie hanging onto the Doctors, who rolls his eyes.

BIG BROTHER (CONT'D): Crobsie, Lynda and Strood, you have all been nominated for eviction.

The three housemates all look extremely tense.

BIG BROTHER (CONT'D): And the eighth person to be evicted from the Big Brother House is...

Long, tense pause in which the Doctor looks bored and keeps rolling his eyes.

BIG BROTHER (CONT'D): ... Crosbie!

Crobsie gasps. Strood and Lynda are immediately all over her.

LYNDA: I'm sorry! Oh, I'm sorry! Sorry!

STROOD (an arm around her): Oh, it should've been me, that's not fair... oh, Crosbie love...

Everybody watched the events play out with a mixture of sadness and anger, it wasn't hard for them to figure out what was about to happen…

The Doctor relaxes back in the chair with his hands behind his head.

BIG BROTHER: Crosbie, you have ten seconds to make your farewells, and then we're gonna get you!

"I don't think I'll ever be able to watch these shows ever again…" Said Donna, looking rather sick. A number of the others were thinking the same thing. Seeing these shows run pretty much the same as they are in the present but with far higher and more fatal stakes made everyone want nothing more than to never see another episode again.

Crosbie, Lynda and Strood all leap to their feet. The Doctor doesn't bother. They rush to the door. The Doctor shakes his head.

LYNDA: I won't forget you.

CROSBIE: I'm sorry I stole your soap.

LYNDA: Oh, I don't mind, honestly.

She hugs her.

STROOD: Thanks for the food, you're a smashing cook. (Kisses her cheek and hugs her). Bless you.

The doors slide open, revealing a small, narrow, gleaming white room beyond, ending in a door.

BIG BROTHER: Crosbie, please leave the Big Brother House.

Crosbie stares into the room apprehensively.

CROSBIE (scared, looking at each of them): Bye, then... bye Lynda...

LYNDA: Bye...

Lynda and Strood catch each others eye and make an archway with their arms. Crosbie walks underneath. The Doctor looks at them in disbelief over the back of the sofa. Lynda and Strood wave to Crosbie who waves back until the doors slide close.

River gave 11 a quick jab with her elbow.

"Ow!" He cried, "what was that for?"

"Being disrespectful."

"I'd just like to point out that this was two regenerations ago, and I couldn't have known she was about to die." He defended.

LYNDA (CONT'D) (close to tears): I don't believe it. Poor Crosbie...

THE DOCTOR (from the sofa): It's only a game show, she'll make a fortune on the outside! Sell her story, release a record, fitness video, all of that... she'll be laughing!

LYNDA (staring at him): What d'you mean, "on the outside"?

Crosbie stands in the middle of the white room, trembling.

STROOD: Here we go...

Lynda and Strood dash back to the sofa and perch on the edge nervously. The Doctor sighs and relaxes back again. There are a few tense moments while Crosbie stands in the room, waiting, and Lynda and Strood watch her anxiously.

THE DOCTOR: Well, what are they waiting for? Why don't they just let her go?

LYNDA (tearful): Stop it, it's not funny.

She turns back to the TV. The Doctor completely uncomprehending.

BIG BROTHER: Eviction in... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1!

And with the same bolt of light that the Anne Droid used on Fitch, Crosbie is disintegrated. The tension is released and Lynda and Strood stare at the screen, distraught. The Doctor sits up, staring at the screen.

THE DOCTOR: What was that?

STROOD: Disintegrator beam.

The Doctor looks at them, not fully understanding. They look back at him.

LYNDA: She's been evicted. (Pause). From life.

Cut to the Big Brother logo, stars swirling innocently behind it.

Some people thought they might throw up. Meanwhile, the doctors knew they didn't know what the games were really about but they still felt guilty for acting so calm and laidback as Crosbie was killed. Well, not killed actually. As they thought about it, they realised what actually happened to these people was much worse.

INT. FLOOR 500

MALE PROGRAMMER: No one programmed the transmat, no one selected the new contestants... it is exactly like those stories.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: Oh, don't start that again. I think you need to take a session off.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Well, I would. If you'd take it with me.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: And don't start that again either.

The Male Programmer smiles at that.

MALE PROGRAMMER: But the rumours go back decades. Saying that something's been... hidden up here. Underneath the transmissions.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER (glancing at him): But the Controller would know. She watches everything.

That got people interested. The Controller… Was that who or what was behind this?

MALE PROGRAMMER: Maybe she just can't see it. Gotta allow for human error.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: Well, that's your problem, then. (Leans closer, whispers in his ear). I don't think she's been human for years.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Asked Clara, "Was she human? Did they do something to her?"

The doctors went to reply but then realised they didn't actually have an answer. They knew she'd spent most of her life plugged into the transmission feed but they'd been too busy to ask anything else. Like, why her? Why did a human have to be plugged in? How did the Daleks find her and bring her there?

They concluded the most likely scenario was that the Daleks needed someone to monitor the machine so they took a young human, probably orphaned or abandoned, someone who wouldn't be missed, and installed them, controlled them. Of course, they'd never know the exact truth.

They smile and then look to the other end of the room, where the Controller is wired up to the computers. She is deathly white and muttering under her breath, monitoring and controlling all the transmissions.

"Oh my god…" Martha whispered, staring at the screen with wide eyes.

"That poor girl." Said Clara, "what did they do to her?"

The doctors all lowered their heads, past guilt resurfacing as they remembered the poor girl's sacrifice.

CONTROLLER: 18... 19... 20... 21... 22... 23... transmit.

INT. THE HOUSE

The Doctor paces around the Big Brother house, laying into Lynda and Strood who are still sat on the sofa.

THE DOCTOR: Are you insane? You just step right into the disintegrator? Is it that important, getting your face on the telly? Is it worth dying for?

LYNDA (standing): You're talking like we've got a choice!

THE DOCTOR: But I thought you had to apply!

STROOD: Don't be so stupid. That's how they played it centuries back.

LYNDA (frustrated): You get chosen whether you like it or not! Everyone on Earth is a potential contestant. The transmat beam picks you out at random. And it's non-stop. There are sixty Big Brother houses running all at once.

THE DOCTOR (shocked): How many? Sixty?

"How are there still people left on earth to watch this?" Mickey wondered.

"Human race was massive by this point…" 11 said softly.

"Death of a few millions wouldn't have even made a dent." 12 said, voice far more emotional than normal.

STROOD (dejectedly): They've had to cut back. It's not what it was.

THE DOCTOR: It's a charnel house! What about the winners? What to they get?

LYNDA: They get to live.

THE DOCTOR: Is that it?!

LYNDA: Well, isn't that enough?!

"In my game you still got money." Said Rose. The doctors just shrugged, not sure what to say.

The Doctor stares at her for a few seconds, then strides across the room.

THE DOCTOR: Rose is out there. She got caught in the transmat. She's a contestant. Time I got out.

Rose grinned, touched by how much the doctor cared for her.

Camera POV - zooms in on him.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): That other contestant, Lynda with an I, she was forcibly evicted for what?

LYNDA: Damaged property...

THE DOCTOR: What, like this?

And he points his sonic screwdriver directly at the camera, destroying it.

Despite the situation everyone couldn't help but let out an involuntary laugh. Trust the doctor, especially this incarnation, to be blunt and sassy in a dangerous situation.

INT. WHAT NOT TO WEAR STUDIO

Jack is now dressed up in tennis garb, and is swishing a racket around in front of the mirror.

JACK (stopping): No. I'm just not getting this. It's just too safe, too decent. And you'd never keep it clean.

ZU-ZANA: Stage Two ready and waiting!

JACK: Bring it on, girls!

He stands in front of the Defabrictor so it can defabricate him. He stands naked in front of them once more.

TRIN-E: And now it's time for the face-off!

JACK (enthusiastically): What does that mean? Do I get to compete with someone else?

TRIN-E: No, like I said, face... off!

And she holds up her arms, one with needles on the end of each of her fingers, and the other a chain saw. Jack stares at it, not scared but mildly surprised.

ZU-ZANA: I think you'd look good with a dog's head.

"Ew!" Donna cried. "In what universe would that look good?"

Jack jus shrugged, "Robots, am I right?" He joked, looking to the people on his sofa. 11 rolled his eyes fondly, Amy laughed, Rory looked annoyed and River gave him a knowing glance.

And she snips the enormous scissors that have replaced her forearm.

TRIN-E: Or maybe no head at all. That would be so outrageous.

ZU-ZANA: And we could stitch your legs to the middle of your chest.

Jack raises an eyebrow, not remotely perturbed.

TRIN-E: Nothing is too extreme. It's to die for.

JACK (warningly): Now, hold on, ladies. I don't want to have to shoot either one of you.

TRIN-E: But you're unarmed!

ZU-ZANA: You're naked!

Jack reaches behind him and produces a small gun. He points it at them.

ZU-ZANA (CONT'D): But... that's a Compact Laser Deluxe!

TRIN-E: Where were you hiding that?

JACK: You really don't wanna know.

"Oh!" "Ah!" "Ew!" Various people voiced their disgust at his implications.

"Really didn't need that image thanks." Said Mickey.

Of course, it only took a few moments for everyone to be overcome with laughter.

TRIN-E (moving towards him): Give me that accessory...

But Jack's ready, he fires and blows her head off. And then does the same to Zu-Zana.

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ANNE DROID: You are the weakest link. Goodbye!

Rodrick averts his eyes, and with a blast of the gun, Colleen is gone.

FLOOR MANAGER: Going to the break! Two minutes on the clock.

Rose looks tired and fed-up.

FLOOR MANAGER (CONT'D): Just a reminder, we've got solar flare activity coming up in ten.

Rodrick is wiping his board clean. Rose turns to him.

ROSE: Colleen was clever, she banked all our money. Why'd you vote for her?

RODRICK: 'Cos I want to keep you in! You're stupid! You don't even know the Princess Vossaheen's surname. When it comes to the final, I want to be up against you. So that you get disintegrated, and I get a stack-load of credits.

Everybody glowed at the screen, especially the doctors.

"Beat that jerk!" Donna yelled making Rose smile, but also feel anxious remembering the horrible feeling of losing and thinking she was going to die.

RODRICK (CONT'D): Courtesy of the Bad Wolf Corporation...

ROSE: What d'you mean? Who's Bad Wolf?

Rodrick turns to her as if he can't believe she doesn't know this.

RODRICK: They're in charge. They run the Game Station.

ROSE: Why are they called Bad Wolf?

RODRICK: I dunno, it's just a name. It's like an Old Earth... nursery rhyme sort of thing... What does it matter?

ROSE (pensively): I keep hearing those words everywhere we go. Bad Wolf.

"What is it?" Amy wondered. "A message?"

"Or a warning?" Clara suggested.

"Or a threat?" Said Martha.

The later doctors all smiled, impressed with their companions. Meanwhile, Rose and 10 shared a secret grin. Bad Wolf was like their special thing now, it was Rose's message to him, scattered throughout time to bring the two of them there when they were needed.

INT. SNEED'S KITCHEN

Flashback.

GWYNETH: The things you've seen... the darkness... the big bad wolf...

EXT. VAN STATTEN'S BASE

TANNOY VOICE: Attention all personnel, Bad Wolf One descending.

INT. TOWN HALL, EXHIBITION ROOM

THE DOCTOR: Blaidd Drwg...

ROSE: What's it mean?

THE DOCTOR: Bad Wolf.

EXT. POWELL ESTATE

"Bad Wolf" graffiti'd on the side of the TARDIS.

INT. FLOOR 139, CORRIDOR

The Face of Boe on the Bad Wolf channel.

End Flashback.

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ROSE (haunted): Different times... different places like it's written all over the universe...

RODRICK (impatiently): What're you going on about?

ROSE: If the Bad Wolf is in charge of this quiz, then... maybe I'm not here by mistake. Someone's been planning this...

"Nice." Martha complemented, Rose smiled, pleased with herself.

INT. THE HOUSE

The Big Brother logo on the screen.

BIG BROTHER: The Doctor, you've broken the House Rules.

The Doctor, Lynda and Strood are sat on the sofa.

BIG BROTHER (CONT'D): Big Brother has no choice but to evict you.

The Doctor raises his hand in triumph.

BIG BROTHER (CONT'D): You have ten seconds to make your farewells, and then we're gonna get you!

THE DOCTOR (leaping up and running to the door): That's more like it! Come on then, open up!

LYNDA (rushing after him): You're mad! It's like you want to die!

STROOD: I reckon he's a plant! He was only brought in to stir things up!

The door slides open. The Doctor dashes through into the white room beyond.

"Are you insane?" Martha cried. "You could have been killed."

"Nah, I knew I was fine, if someone was strong enough to get a transmat inside my Tardis then they could have just killed me there, they clearly needed me alive." 10 said, nonchalantly.

"Even so, I doubt you could have regenerated from nothing…" Rose whispered. "And that wasn't really a disintegration beam, imagine what the daleks would have done had you been beamed to them unarmed."

10 froze. He hadn't really thought about it at the time but if he hadn't been right, there would have been no one to rescue Rose and Jack, they would have both ended up in the clutches of the daleks. It was early days, he hadn't been with friends in so long, so many years alone. He made a promise, silently to himself, then and there that he would try not to be as self-sacrificing, because these people with him now, his friends, they depended on him.

BIG BROTHER: The Doctor, please leave the Big Brother house.

Strood rushes back to the sofa and leaps over the back to watch on the screen, but Lynda stays at the doorway and slides sideways with the door anxiously as it closes, keeping him in vision for as long as possible. When the door is shut, she turns to the TV.

THE DOCTOR: Come on then, disintegrate me! Come on, what're you waiting for?

He looks impatiently and expectantly up at the disintegrator.

LYNDA: He is, he's mad. He's bonkers.

"She's got you pegged." Jack said.

"Oi…" 10 warned jokingly. 11 just smiled proudly and 12 actually chuckled.

INT. FLOOR 500

The programmers watch the Doctor on the screen.

THE DOCTOR: Disintegrate me!

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: I told you to keep an eye on him, not kill him.

MALE PROGRAMMER: He damaged the property. It's an automatic process.

INT. BIG BROTHER CORRIDOR

The Doctor folds his arms and looks up the disintegrator, waiting, grinning.

BIG BROTHER: Eviction in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...

INT. THE HOUSE

Lynda screws up her eyes, but nothing happens. The sound of the power failing.

THE DOCTOR: Haha!

Even though everyone had already guessed the doctor wasn't going to be disintegrated they all breathed a sigh of relief anyway. Apart from the obvious, of course.

Lynda opens her eyes in surprise.

INT. BIG BROTHER CORRIDOR

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): I knew it! You see? Someone brought me into this game. If they'd wanted me dead, they could've transmatted me into a volcano.

"Ha! See, my past self agrees with me." 10 yelled triumphantly. "If they had enough power to get into the Tardis and wanted me dead they could have already killed me."

11 and 12 nodded and smirked in agreement while the rest just rolled their eyes in annoyance.

INT. FLOOR 500

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: What did you do?

MALE PROGRAMMER: Nothing!

THE DOCTOR: They want me alive...

MALE PROGRAMMER: It's like... some sort of override.

"Interesting…" River mused, "even the people in charge don't seem to know what's going on."

THE DOCTOR (at the door): Maybe the security isn't as tight this end. (Looks mockingly up at the camera). Are you following this? I'm getting out!

INT. BIG BROTHER CORRIDOR

The Doctor points his sonic screwdriver at the lock at the door swings open. Then, the door leading back into the House also opens. Lynda pops her head through and the Doctor looks back at her.

THE DOCTOR: Come with me.

Lynda looks at Strood who is kneeling on the sofa.

STROOD: We're not allowed!

THE DOCTOR: Stay in there, you've got a fifty-fifty chance of disintegration. Stay with me, I promise I'll get you out alive. Come on!

The doctor's all tried not to show it but they were overcome with sadness and guilt. They promised Linda just like they promised so many others they'd failed to save. Obviously, in their heads, they knew it wasn't really their fault, that they'd done all they could but still… In their hearts…

It seemed each regeneration had a different way of coping as well. 10 tried to carry the memories of those he'd lost of failed and keep going anyway, doing his best to protect the others. 11 was tired of that existence, it had only ever brought pain, he still remembered everything deep down, but on the surface he'd done his best to blot it out, forget, move on. 12 realised now that it was a waste of time trying to forget or deal with his pain, so he accepted it, he no longer pretended to be fine, to be a hero to his friends or anyone else, he was honest, harsh, hardened.

LYNDA (nervous): No... I can't, I can't...

THE DOCTOR: Lynda, you're sweet. From what I've seen of your world, d'you think anyone votes for sweet?

"Bring down the mood why don't ya." Amy quipped sarcastically.

"Whole future in general looks pretty bleak." Added Clara.

Lynda sees the logic in this. The Doctor holds out his hand and after a moments hesitation, she grabs it and off they go.

All the companions in the room felt an overwhelming sense of the nostalgia as they remembered the first time the doctor had offered his hand to them, his own personal way of asking if they trusted him, which, or course, they did.

INT. FLOOR 56

After going through the door, they find themselves on Floor 56 of Satellite Five.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D) (looking around, surprised): Hold on... I've been here before. This is Satellite Five!

EXT. SPACE

A shot of Satellite Five from space, looking as it did in "The Long Game".

"Oh man…" Mickey murmured in surprise as everyone who hadn't been involved in this adventure began wondering what this meant.

INT. FLOOR 56

The Doctor opens the door to the side room with his sonic screwdriver and they step through it. He whirrs on a control panel.

THE DOCTOR: No guards. That makes a change. You'd think a big business like Satellite Five would be armed to the teeth.

They leave the room again. The Doctor tests the walls with his sonic screwdriver.

LYNDA: No one's called it Satellite Five in ages. It's the Game Station now. Hasn't been Satellite Five in about a hundred years.

THE DOCTOR (checking his watch): A hundred years exactly. It's the year two zero-zero/one zero-zero. I was here before. Floor 139. Satellite was broadcasting news channels back then... had a bit of trouble upstairs. Nothing too serious. Easy, gave 'em a hand, home in time for tea.

The group chuckled, thinking how perfectly that described most adventures with the doctors.

River found herself unable to stop feeling it wouldn't be that easy this time.

LYNDA (smiling skeptically): A hundred years ago?

The Doctor places his hand on a touch-sensitive pad to open a door, with no luck.

LYNDA (CONT'D): What, you were here a hundred years ago?

The Doctor whirrs around the edges of the door with his sonic screwdriver.

THE DOCTOR: Yep!

LYNDA: You're looking good on it...

THE DOCTOR (turns to her): I moisturise.

More laughter.

"Can I borrow that mosturiser from you sometime?" Jack asked.

"Not in a million years." 10 replied.

"How about a million and one years, we've both got long enough."

10 just snorted, unable to think of a comeback.

He looks at the sonic screwdriver.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): Funny sorts of readings. All kinds of energy... the place is humming. It's weird. This goes way beyond normal transmissions. What would they need all that power for?

He tries another door.

LYNDA: I dunno. I think we're the first ever contestants to get outside.

THE DOCTOR (scanning the door): I had two friends travelling with me. They must've got caught in the same transmat. Where would they be?

LYNDA: I dunno. They could've been allocated anywhere. There's a hundred different games.

THE DOCTOR (giving her his full attention): Like what?

LYNDA: Well, there's ten floors of "Big Brother". There's a different House behind each of those doors. And then beyond that, there's all sorts of shows. It's non-stop. There's um... "Call My Bluff"... with real guns... "Countdown", where you've got thirty seconds to stop the bomb going off... "Ground Force", which is a nasty one... you get turned into compost. Erm... "Wipeout", speaks for itself... oh! And "Stars In Their Eyes". Literally, stars in their eyes. If you don't sing, you get blinded.

Everyone in the audience was disturbed by this, even the doctors, and Jack and Rose, who'd actually been there. The most disturbing this about it was the way in which she described these horrible shows, as if they were normal, something everyone was use to.

THE DOCTOR: And you watch this stuff?

LYNDA (shrugs): Everyone does. How come you don't?

THE DOCTOR: Never paid for my license.

LYNDA (shocked): Oh, my God! You get executed for that!

"Seriously?" Asked Rory, "executed just for not paying a TV license?"

"Well, in this darker point in humanity's history television was what everything revolved around, there was no more economy or politics, obviously people still had jobs and needed places to live and get food but aside from that, most of humanity's time was spent watching television." 10 explained. Everyone was surprised to see he actually looked ashamed of this, like it was his fault.

THE DOCTOR (holding up his sonic screwdriver): Let them try.

LYNDA: You keep saying things that don't make sense. But who are you though, Doctor? Really?

THE DOCTOR: Doesn't matter.

And he walks away to try the next door.

LYNDA: Well, it does to me... I've just put my life in your hands.

THE DOCTOR (examining the lock): I'm just a traveller, wandering past. Believe it or not, all I'm after is a quiet life.

LYNDA: So... if we get out of here, what're you gonna do? Just... wander off again?

THE DOCTOR: Fast as I can.

LYNDA (tentatively): So... I could come with ya.

She smiles, waiting for an answer. He looks away from the lock and studies her properly.

THE DOCTOR: Maybe you could.

LYNDA (brightly): I wouldn't get in the way.

THE DOCTOR (smiling): I wouldn't mind if you did. Not a bad idea, Lynda with a Y.

Lynda smiles cheerily.

"Thinking of replacing me already?" Rose asked, looking miffed.

"Wish I had that kind of luck," Jack said, "I mean," he gestured to the various beautiful women around the room. Rory and Mickey placed their arms around they respective women, feeling slightly threatened by what Jack was implying.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D) (briskly): But first of all, we've gotta concentrate on the getting out. (Scans the edges of a door). And to do that, you've got to know your enemy, who's controlling it, who's in charge of the satellite now?

LYNDA: Hold on...

She runs to the opposite end of the room and pulls down a lever, which illuminates huge letters on the wall. They say "Bad Wolf Corporation".

LYNDA (CONT'D): Your Lords and Masters.

The Doctor gazes up at the letters in wonder and confusion.

EXT. SPACE

Satellite Five revolves slowly.

INT. FLOOR 500

Several people on Floor 500 are busy working at their screens.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Okay, you win. The Controller's got to handle this. The Archive makes a record of all transmat activities.

The Male and Female Programmers are working on the same screen, which is showing footage of the Doctor and Lynda on Floor 56.

MALE PROGRAMMER (CONT'D): Find out how they got on board... Archive Six.

Archive six… The doctors thought. Where they hid my Tardis.

He takes off his headphones and strides slowly across the floor to address the Controller.

MALE PROGRAMMER (CONT'D): Controller... we have a problem.

CONTROLLER: Continue working.

MALE PROGRAMMER: We have a security problem.

CONTROLLER: Continue working. 6... 5...

MALE PROGRAMMER: I'm sorry, but I can't. We have contestants outside of the games. But the alarms haven't gone off.

"Now that's interesting…" Said River.

"Well this women plugged into the computer seems keen to ignore you, perhaps she was the reason you were there." Amy sussed out. Normally the doctors would have felt proud, impressed, but right now all they felt was guilt at the reminder that yes, she had brought them there, to save the universe at the cost of her own life.

CONTROLLER: No security. The games continue.

MALE PROGRAMMER (smiling confusedly): But we can't just let them wander...

CONTROLLER: They are no one.

The Male Programmer stares at her, brow furrowed.

MALE PROGRAMMER: They are no one.

The Female Programmer places a hand on the touch sensitive lock to open the door to the Archive. The Controller gasps with pain.

"She spent her whole life as little more than a computer…" Donna whispered, both angered and saddened, it sickened her to see the injustice and destruction humanity was capable of.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: Erm... sorry. I was just, um...

CONTROLLER: Archive Six is out of bounds.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: But I need to check the transmat log.

CONTROLLER (slightly crazed): Archive Six is out of bounds. No one may enter Archive Six. Return to work. (Lapses back into herself, muttering numbers under her breath). Return to work. Inform all staff, solar flares in delta point seven. 19... 20...

Everyone stared blankly at the screen with heavy mixed emotions about what they'd just witnessed.

EXT. SPACE

The Satellite revolves peacefully.

INT. WHAT NOT TO WEAR STUDIO

Jack is attaching his Compact Laser Deluxe to the Defabricator.

JACK (to himself): Compatible systems... just align the wave signature... (Laughs). Thattaboy! Got myself a gun. (Picks up the Defabricator and glances at the dead Droids). Well, ladies, the pleasure was all mine.

Everybody breathed out and chuckled a bit, relived to see a bit of Jack's classic humour after the last few scenes, all that information at once had been quite overwhelming.

Which is the only thing that matters in the end. And off he goes, leaving the smouldering bodies of Trin-E and Zu-Zana.

INT. FLOOR 229

Jack runs out onto Floor 299, and places his hand on a pad to open the door to the lift. He consults his wrist device.

JACK: Two hearts, that's him... which floor?

He impatiently presses a few buttons on the lift and the doors close.

INT. FLOOR 56, OBSERVATION DECK

The Doctor and Lynda emerge onto an observation deck.

LYNDA: Blimey! I've never seen it for real before! Not... not from orbit. Planet Earth...

They stand before the window, observing the Earth. The whole planet is grey and ugly, a few patches of light here and there.

THE DOCTOR (surprised): What's happened to it?

Everybody in the audience had similar thoughts, bar the obvious of course. Their beautiful planet, their home and this is what it had become.

"I saw the earth die, and I know humanity's spread across the universe by now but… That's still our home…" Rose said, eyes growing misty along with a lot of the other humans. No one else said anything, they didn't even cry, they just watched, quietly.

LYNDA: Well, it's always been like that. Ever since I was born. See that there? (Points). That's the Great Atlantic Smog Storm. It's been going twenty years. We get newsflashes telling us when it's safe to breathe outside.

THE DOCTOR: So, the population just sits there? Half the world's too fat, half the world's too thin, and you lot just watch telly?

LYNDA (bright-eyed): Ten thousand channels, all beaming down from here.

"So the whole world's shrouded in despair and the only good thing they have in game shows where people are murdered." Martha said, disgust obvious in her voice.

"How did it come to this?" Clara asked, looking just as distressed.

The doctors all avoided looking at their friends, the familiar feeling of guilt swirling in their hearts.

THE DOCTOR: The Human Race. Brainless sheep. Being fed on a diet of... mind you, have they still got that programme where three people have to live with a bear?

LYNDA (delighted): Oh, "Bear With Me", I love that one!

THE DOCTOR: And me. The celebrity edition where the bear got in the...

LYNDA: Got in the bath!

"Okay…" Said Amy, "So many questions…"

"Yes, like why would they invent a show like that?" Clara asked.

"And why would you like it?" Rose added.

"Well," Said 10, "Bear With Me started around the year 2550, and I just enjoy it… Because… Well… Watching humans try to live with a bear, it's pretty funny, from the point of view of a time lord."

"So basically, higher beings like Time Lords enjoy watching use "stupid apes" put themselves in stupid situations for fun?" Donna said, deadpanned.

"Like humans don't do that to each other." Said 11. The humans in the room wanted to argue with that but quickly realised he had a point.

THE DOCTOR (suddenly serious): But it's all gone wrong. I mean, history's gone wrong. Again. This should be the Fourth Great and Bountiful Human Empire. I don't understand. Last time I was here, I put it right.

LYNDA: No, but that's when it first went wrong. A hundred years ago, like you said. All the news channels - they just shut down overnight.

THE DOCTOR: But that was me. I did that.

LYNDA: There was nothing left in their place. No information. The whole planet just froze. The government, the economy, they collapsed... that was the start of it. One hundred years of hell.

THE DOCTOR: Oh, my... (Stares at the wasted planet, stunned). I made this world.

All of the doctors were doing their utmost not to look anyone in the eye, but of course their friends could see the guilt in their body language, after all, guilt was probably one of the longest companions in the doctor's life and though he tried to hide it they were all pretty adept at sensing it by this point.

"Hey, from what I've seen of the future it all works out eventually, and it's not like you could have known what would have happened." Amy said reassuringly.

"We all know you did your best to fix things, besides, imagine how undeveloped and mindless humanity would have been otherwise, it's not like we'd have been better off if you'd left things alone." Rose added.

"And," Jack decided to jump in, "it's not as if you're the only person to accidentally mess up human history."

Everybody laughed, secretly hoping they'd be able to hear the stories they were sure Jack had behind that statement. What a life he had lead…

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

Agorax screams as the disintegrator beam shoots him until there's nothing left but dust. The gun retreats back into the Anne Droid's mouth and the light behind Agorax's name on his podium goes out.

Everyone grew tense again as the scene before them now reminded them of the doctor and his companions current situation on screen.

ANNE DROID: That leaves Rose and Rodrick, you're going head-to-head... let's play "The Weakest Link".

RODRICK (to Rose, without looking at her): Right, that's the end of tactical voting... you're on your own now.

Everybody scowled at Rodrick, hating how he seemed more than happy to throw people under the bus to save himself, and worse than that to make money too.

Rose, couldn't help but feel a small sense of happiness when she saw the murderous stares each of the doctors had, especially 10. It made her happy to know the doctor cared so much about her.

EXT. SPACE

Satellite Five, sitting in Space.

JACK (voice-over): Hey, handsome! Good to see ya! Any sign of Rose?

INT. FLOOR 56, OBSERVATION DECK

Jack has managed to find the Doctor, and is now standing with him and Lynda on the observation deck.

THE DOCTOR: Can't you track her down?

JACK: She must still be inside the games. All the rooms are shielded.

THE DOCTOR (fiddling with the computer): If we can just get inside this computer... she's got to be here somewhere.

JACK: Well, you'd better hurry up. These games don't have a happy ending.

THE DOCTOR (snaps): You think I don't know that?

"Harsh." Said Jack.

"Sorry." 10 mumbled. "I was just, you know, worried." He looked down sombrely, not looking forward to what he knew they were going to see next.

Jack backs down and gives the Doctor his wrist-device.

JACK: There you go.

The Doctor snatches it off him.

JACK (CONT'D): Patch that in. It's programmed to find her.

THE DOCTOR: Thanks.

JACK (to Lynda, shaking her hand): Hey there!

LYNDA: Hello!

JACK: Captain Jack Harkness.

LYNDA: Lynda Moss.

JACK: Nice to meet you, Lynda Moss!

THE DOCTOR (not even looking up): D'you mind flirting outside?

JACK (indignantly): I was just saying hello!

THE DOCTOR: For you, that's flirting.

"He's not wrong." Said Mickey.

"I'll take that as a compliment." Jack replied, with a smug grin.

LYNDA (to Jack): I'm not complaining.

JACK (kissing her hand): Which is a good idea.

LYNDA (laughing): Oh!

The system bleeps in protest.

THE DOCTOR (angry and frustrated): It's not compatible. This stupid system doesn't make sense.

He chucks the wrist-device to Lynda, and then wrenches the front of the computer away with Jack's help. He snatches the wrist-device from Lynda again.

THE DOCTOR (trying to patch in it): This place should be a basic broadcaster. The systems are twice as complicated. It's more than just television... this station's transmitting something else.

That peaked everybody's interest. It wasn't hard to figure out there was more going on at the game station than met the eye, they all got that pretty early on, and now, it felt like they were so close to learning what it is. Unfortunately for the doctors, they knew what had been going on and weren't looking forward to reliving it.

JACK: Like what?

THE DOCTOR (working frantically): I don't know. This whole Bad Wolf thing's tied up with me. Someone's manipulating my entire life. It's some sort of trap and Rose is stuck inside it.

Rose snorted, it was funny to think she had been caught in the middle of the trap when it was a trap she had created.

"You know I never said it, but thank you." 10 whispered to her, "for getting us there when we were needed."

"It's just what I do." She replied, grinning happily at him.

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ANNE DROID: Rose, in geography, the Grand Central Ravine is named after which Ancient Britain City?

The TV footage shows a scoreboard on the screen. Rodrick has one tick so far, and this is Rose's first question.

ROSE: Is it York?

ANNE DROID: No, the correct answer is Sheffield.

"They named a ravine after Sheffield?" Martha asked.

"Humans… Never creative enough to think of new names, always have to name everything after something else." 12 said, earning him a light smack on the head from Clara to the appreciation of the other humans.

INT. FLOOR 56, OBSERVATION DECK

The wrist-device bleeps.

THE DOCTOR: Found her! Floor 407!

Lynda gasps with horror.

LYNDA (frantic): Oh, my God! She's with the Anne Droid! You've gotta get her out of there!

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ANNE DROID: Rodrick, in literature, the author of "Lucky" was Jackie who?

RODRICK (wild guess): Stewart.

ANNE DROID: No, the correct answer is Collins.

A cross for Rodrick.

You could cut the tension in the room with a knife. After Rodrick's slip, everyone grew a little hopeful that Rose might be able to beat him. A few people actually crossed their fingers.

ANNE DROID: Rose, the oldest inhabitant of the Isop Galaxy is the Face of what?

ROSE: Boe! The Face of Boe!

A few second silence in which the Anne Droid and Rodrick both stare at her.

ANNE DROID: That is the correct answer.

Everyone was even more hopeful now.

"Seems traveling with you hasn't been a complete waste of time." Rose teased.

"Hey." 10 whined, "if you don't like it you can always go home."

"Never." Rose quickly insisted, "nothing could ever make me stop travelling with you."

11 overheard what she'd said and felt his heart pang with sadness. Losing Rose was a long time ago, he'd moved on with his life, but still, in the back of his mind, the memory of her and everyone else he'd loved and lost continued to haunt him.

EXT. SPACE

Satellite Five.

INT. LIFT

The Doctor, Jack and Lynda are in the lift, the Doctor impatiently watching the numbers racing up.

THE DOCTOR (urgently): Come on... come on...!

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ANNE DROID: Rodrick, in history, who was the President of the Red Velvets?

The scores are equal.

RODRICK: Hoshbin Frane.

ANNE DROID: That is the correct answer.

Rodrick is one-up. The Anne Droid turns her head sharply to Rose.

ANNE DROID (CONT'D): Rose, in food, the dish Gaffabeque originated on which planet?

"Lucifer!" River decided to shout, everyone turned to stare at her causing her to catch herself, but as always she was quick to cover her embarrassment. "Sorry," she shrugged.

ROSE (without a clue): Um... is it...

The Anne Droid stares at Rose. Rose stares back, at a loss.

ROSE (CONT'D): ... Mars?

ANNIE DROID: Nope, the correct answer is Lucifer.

Rose gets a cross. The nasty pleasure in Rodrick's eyes is evident.

A lot of people in the audience, especially the doctors were, at this point, wishing they could reach through the screen and strangle him.

EXT. SPACE

Satellite Five. The lift races upwards.

INT. LIFT

The counter rises rapidly. The Doctor's eyes are on it, intense.

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ANNE DROID: Rodrick, which measurement of length is said to have been defined by the Emperor Jate as the distance from his nose to his fingertip?

Rose glances at Rodrick. He doesn't know.

RODRICK: Would that be a goffle?

ANNE DROID: No. The correct answer is a paab.

Rodrick gets a cross.

ANNE DROID (CONT'D): Rose, in fashion, Stella Pok Baint is famous for what?

ROSE (taking a firm but completely random guess): Shoes.

ANNE DROID: No. The correct answer is hats.

Rodrick is still one ahead and there's only one question left for each of them...

INT. FLOOR 407

The Doctor, Jack and Lynda belt out of the lift onto Floor 407. The Anne Droid's voice rings out over the Floor.

ANNE DROID: Rodrick, in physics, who discovered the Fifteen-Dash-Ten Barric Fields?

THE DOCTOR (frantically, drowning her voice out): Game Room Six, which one is it?!

LYNDA: Over here!

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

RODRICK: San... Hazeldine.

ANNE DROID: No...

INT. FLOOR 407

They've reached the door, the Doctor whipping out his sonic screwdriver.

ANNE DROID: ... the correct answer is San Chen.

JACK: Stand back, let me blast it open.

THE DOCTOR: Can't, it's made of Hydra Combination.

He presses his sonic screwdriver to the touch-sensitive pad.

Rose subtly lowered her eyes feeling sick, she didn't want to see the moment where she was supposedly disintegrated. The doctors all wished not to see it too but couldn't seem to force their eyes away from the screen. Everyone else was just gripping whatever was closest, whether that be people or seats and praying the doctor would make it in time.

Of course he will. A lot of them thought. He always does.

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ANNE DROID: Rose, in history, which Icelandic city hosted Murder Spree Twenty?

Rose stares at the Anne Droid, who stares right back at her. Rodrick glances at Rose. A tense silence.

ROSE: Reykjavik...?

Rodrick looks back the Anne Droid anxiously. There is a few seconds pause.

ANNE DROID: No, the correct answer is Pola Ventura.

Rose gets a cross. The game's finished and Rodrick is one point up. Music cue... an ecstatic smile spreads across Rodrick's face.

RODRICK: Oh, my God! I've done it! (Looks at Rose, without a trace of pity, even gloating). You've lost!

Everyone was torn between worrying for Rose and wanting to strangle Rodrick. How could anyone be happy about the fact that they'd just indirectly caused someone's death?

"I'm sorry…" 10 whispered softly, hugging Rose close to him.

"Hey, I'm still here aren't I?" She said, trying to remain positive and remind him this was all in the past now. "Can't get rid of me that easily."

INT. FLOOR 407

The sonic screwdriver whirrs.

THE DOCTOR (muttering in his desperation): Come on, come on, come on...

INT. THE WEAKEST LINK STUDIO

ROSE (terrified): But I'm not meant to be here. I need to find the Doctor, he's got to be here somewhere... he's always here! He wouldn't just leave me!

10's grip on Rose tightened and she brought her hands up to arms in a gesture of comfort.

The rest of the companions just kept repeating in their heads that she was right, the doctor had never let them down, he would always protect them… Always…

ANNE DROID (ignoring her, speaking over her): Rodrick, you are the strongest link, you will be transported home with one thousand six hundred credits.

RODRICK: Oh, thank you, thank you so much.

ROSE (strong but scared, leaning over her podium): This game is illegal! I'm telling you to stop!

Suddenly, the Floor Manager turns to look at a point off-set, the Doctor, Jack and Lynda barge in through the door which is just too far away...

THE DOCTOR: Rose!

ANNE DROID: Rose, you leave this life with nothing...

JACK: Stop this game!

THE DOCTOR: I order you to stop this game!

FLOOR MANAGER: We're live on air!

Everyone gaped. They'd kill someone because they were broadcasting, that was the excuse. How could humanity become so sick…

The Doctor runs across the wide expanse of floor as fast as he can. Rose begins to run towards him, pushing the podium out of the way.

ANNE DROID: You are the weakest link.

ROSE: Look out for the Anne Droid, it's armed!

She's running... The Anne Droid turns her head and her jaw hinges down, the disintegrator beams shoots out, hitting Rose squarely in the back. And with a scream, Rose is gone, mere feet away from the Doctor. Jack takes off towards the set, raging.

Everyone in the room all cried out in shock and horror at what they saw. Rose felt 10's grip on her tighten so much she was amazed she hadn't popped like a balloon. She looked up from the floor to see him staring at the screen in a kind of trance, eyes glazed over in sadness. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek hoping it would snap him out of it but he didn't even flinch.

Not for the first time Jack was feeling overcome with guilt. He'd been right there, only a few feet away and he'd been unable to save her. Sure she was fine by the end of things, but even though the beam hadn't killed her it had put in the hands of the daleks. Logically he knew it wasn't really his fault but for some reason the soul crushing guilt he was feeling refused to go away.

Everyone else was just staring at the screen in shock, unable to believe what had happened.

"I don't understand…" Donna whispered, "you're here, you're fine…"

"Yes." Rose assured, addressing everyone in the room. "I am, just keep watching, everything will be revealed, I'm sure.

JACK (furious): What the hell did you do to her?

The Doctor crouches down to the pile of dust that was Rose. The smoke clears. There's a moment where he's absolutely in shock... the voices in the background are meaningless to him. He picks up a piece of the dust between his fingers, feeling it... he's just staring - broken, hollow.

"I'm sorry…" Rose said.

"What?" 10 replied.

"You thought I was dead, I should have tried harder, then… You wouldn't have had to—"

10 cut her off with a kiss to her forehead making her blush.

"I'm the one who should be sorry, I should have saved you."

I should have saved all of you…

JACK (CONT'D) (brandishes the gun at the Floor Manager and Rodrick): Back off!

FLOOR MANAGER: I need security and I need it here right now! It's this lot...

A security guard appears behind the Doctor.

JACK: Don't you touch him! Leave him alone!

The security guard pulls the Doctor to his feet and places a gun to his head. The Doctor has lost the will to resist. He just lets him do it.

JACK (CONT'D) (barking at the Floor Manager while his hands are tied): You killed her! Your stupid freaking game show killed her.

Everyone was staring at the screen in rapt awe and horror at what they were witnessing.

His voice is distant to the Doctor. He's staring at the pile of ashes while his hands are tied. He looks empty. A tear is glistening in his eye.

Rose felt tears coming to her own eyes as she was suddenly overcome with guilt for putting the doctor through that. Logically she knew it wasn't her fault but she still couldn't help feeling a little responsible. She found herself wishing she'd won that damn game, or at least been able to run a little faster and make it to the doctor and Jack before being shot.

SECURITY GUARD (distant): Sir, I'm arresting you under Private Legislation Sixteen of the Game Station Syndicate.

And his voice fades away as the Doctor is lost inside his own head. He is as a man dead.

EXT. SPACE

The Satellite hovers over Earth, the sun behind it.

INT. FLOOR 407

The Doctor is slammed roughly against a gate as he is searched. The Doctor is completely unresisting, past caring. The sonic screwdriver is wrenched from his pocket. The Doctor is turned roughly back to face the security guard, who brandishes it in his face.

SECURITY GUARD (brusquely): Can you tell us the purpose of this device, sir?

No response. The Doctor isn't even looking at it.

The companions all wanted to punch the man in the face. How dare he try to interrogate the doctor in that state. He'd just lost one of closest friends.

Interesting, 12 was also wishing he'd punched that man back then.

INT. FLOOR 407

Jack, the Doctor and Lynda are sat on a bench in a prison cell as they are interrogated.

SECURITY GUARD: Can you tell us how you got on board?

LYNDA: Just leave him alone...

The Security Guard grabs her chin, silencing her.

SECURITY GUARD: I'm asking him.

He releases her and turns to the Doctor.

SECURITY GUARD (CONT'D): Sir? Can you tell us who you are?

INT. FLOOR 407

The Doctor is against a wall having a convict's photo taken. First from the front, the camera flashes. He turns to each side and the camera flashes twice more, the sound echoing in the silence. The Doctor is still numb, still dead.

"Not your first mugshot eh?" Jack teased the doctors, hoping to ease some of the tension in the room.

"How can you tell?" 11 asked.

"Let's just say I have experience…" He smirked.

INT. FLOOR 407

They are back in the cell.

SECURITY GUARD: You will be taken from this place to the Lunar Penal Colony, there to be held without trial, you may not appeal against this sentence.

Neither Jack or the Doctor move or make any acknowledgment to this statement, but Lynda shifts uncomfortably.

SECURITY GUARD (CONT'D) (coldly): Is that understood?

No response. The Security Guard goes to the gate and opens it.

THE DOCTOR (to Jack): Let's do it.

All three of them leap to their feet. Jack punches and kicks his way through the gate. He tosses one guard aside, the Doctor throwing another easily against the wall, knocking him out. They all grab weapons and leave. An alarm goes off.

Everyone laughed. It was rare to see the doctor get violent but when he did he was no pushover. The laughter died down a bit as everyone realised he was probably being so cold and angry because he'd just lost one of his closest friends but they were at least a little less shaken up than they had been.

INT. FLOOR 500

MALE PROGRAMMER (watching the proceedings): Oh, my God. Now we're in trouble.

INT. LIFT

Jack, Lynda and the Doctor pile into the lift.

THE DOCTOR: Floor 500.

INT. FLOOR 500

The Male Programmer presses a button on Floor 500, causing an alarm to go off.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Clear the floor! He's on his way up here. With a gun!

The staff all stand hurriedly.

"You'd use a gun for me?" Rose asked teasingly causing 10 to splutter incoherently.

INT. LIFT

The Doctor releases the safety catch on the huge defabricator he is now holding. His face is dark, and he means business. The lift zooms upwards...

INT. FLOOR 500

FEMALE PROGRAMMER (exasperated, trying to get through the Controller): This is an emergency! You've got to close the lift!

CONTROLLER (completely ignoring her): All staff are reminded that solar flares commence in delta point two.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Never mind solar flares! He's gonna kill you!

The doctors all felt insulted, these people… Of all people… The ones who murdered people in messed up reality shows for a living… Were worried about him killing.

And the lift doors open. All the staff turn around, and the Doctor, Jack and Lynda all stride out, armed to the teeth.

JACK: Okay! Move away from the desk! Nobody try anything clever.

Everybody clears! The staff scatter as the Doctor strides towards the Controller as though he has tunnel vision.

JACK: Stand to the sides. And stay there.

THE DOCTOR (brandishing his gun at the Controller): Who's in charge of this place?

CONTROLLER: ... 18... 19... 20...

THE DOCTOR: This Satellite's more than a Game Station.

CONTROLLER: 79...

THE DOCTOR: Who killed Rose Tyler?

CONTROLLER: All staff are reminded that solar flares...

THE DOCTOR: I want an answer!

Everyone was a starting to feel slightly scared again, it was rare to see the doctor so cold and calm and angry but it never failed to unnerve them. Not that they feared for themselves, no, they feared for him, because they knew sometimes, when the doctor was this angry, he'd do things he'd regret, things that would only add to the all consuming guilt that weighed constantly on the doctor's conscience.

CONTROLLER: ... in delta point one.

MALE PROGRAMMER: She can't reply.

The Doctor abruptly swings the gun around to the staff, making them all flinch.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Don't shoot!

THE DOCTOR: Oh, don't be so thick. Like I was ever gonna shoot.

And he tosses the defabricator to the Male Programmer.

Everyone breathed out, relieved to see the doctor was still holding onto his morals despite the obvious anger and turmoil he was feeling.

Rose, meanwhile, pouted, seems the doctor didn't care about her quite enough to be prepared to kill for her… She wasn't seriously upset though, deep down she was happy her supposed death hadn't pushed the doctor over the edge.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): Captain, we've got more guards on the way up. Secure the exits.

JACK: Yes, sir!

THE DOCTOR (to the Male Programmer): You, what were you saying?

MALE PROGRAMMER: But... I've got your gun.

THE DOCTOR: Okay, so shoot me. Why can't she answer?

Quite a few people snorted in amusement. Only the doctor could still be sassy in a situation like this.

MALE PROGRAMMER: She's, um... (Completely distracted by the gun he's holding). Can I put this down?

THE DOCTOR (impatiently): If you want, just hurry up.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Thanks. (Puts it down). Sorry. Um... the Controller is linked to the transmissions. The entire output goes through her brain - you're not a member of staff so she doesn't recognize your existence.

THE DOCTOR (looking up at her): What's her name?

MALE PROGRAMMER: I don't know. She was installed when she was five years old. That's the only life she's ever known.

"That poor girl…" Clara said, to the agreement of everyone else. They took her life from her, installing her inside a space station. They didn't even give her a name…

JACK (calling over): Door's sealed. We should be safe for about ten minutes.

THE DOCTOR: Keep an eye on 'em.

MALE PROGRAMMER: But that stuff you were saying about something going on with the Game Station, I think you're right.

Jacks device bleeps. He reads it and looks around.

MALE PROGRAMMER (CONT'D): Unauthorized transmats... it's been going on for years.

THE DOCTOR: Show me.

Captain Jack places his hand on the door to Archive Six.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER (making him jump): You're not allowed in there! Archive Six is out of bounds!

JACK (holding up his two guns): Do I look like an out-of-bounds sort of guy?

The entire group laughed and Jack grinned smugly.

"Never been an "out-of-bounds sort of guy"." He said. "Guns or no guns."

He places his hand on the pad and the door opens.

INT. ARCHIVE SIX

Jack smiles - as there, in the middle of the room, stands the TARDIS.

Everyone felt relieved to see the lovely blue box again.

"But wait…" Said Martha, "if the controller was keeping people out of archive six that means it was to keep the Tardis safe."

"Which means she knew it was there." Amy realised.

"So… it's likely she was involved in bringing all of you there." Clara concluded.

The doctors were all torn between feeling proud of their friends deductive skills and being upset at their stupidity for not working that out sooner at the time. Though in all fairness, he'd had a lot on his plate that day.

He fits the key into the lock and enters.

INT. TARDIS

The TARDIS is humming away, a comforting, familiar sound. Slung casually over the handrail just inside the door is one of Rose's jackets. He pauses, placing his hand on it briefly before moving on to the console.

Rose and Jack looked at each other. They didn't speak but their eyes seemed to convey what they each wanted to say to each other, that Jack felt sorry for not doing more and that he cared for Rose and that Rose also cared for him and was never mad at him or the doctor for what happened. If anything, she'd only every blamed herself…

He checks the screen and leans closer to it, clearly puzzled.

JACK: What the hell...?

Once again, everyone's interest was piqued, curious as to what he'd discovered.

EXT. SPACE

The sun rises over the Earth, also illuminating the Satellite.

INT. FLOOR 500

CONTROLLER: Solar-flare activity at delta point zero...

FEMALE PROGRAMMER (impatiently, to the Doctor): If you're not holding us hostage, then open the door and let us out.

The staff are terrified.

THE DOCTOR: That's the same staff who execute hundreds of contestants every day...

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: That's not our fault, we're just doing our jobs.

"Doing their jobs?!" Donna cried, outraged. "That's their excuse?!" Everyone in the room was just as furious. They couldn't believe how disgusting and twisted the future of humanity had become. They didn't blame the future humans for their society, the breakdown was understandable, it was only human nature for chaos to follow total collapse, but their apathy and cruelty, their decision to rebuild based on this horror rather than something more hopeful, that couldn't be forgiven.

THE DOCTOR: And with that sentence, you just lost the right to even talk to me. Now back off.

He sounds disgusted, his voice rising.

Everyone in the audience shared his sentiment.

Lynda flinches and the Female Programmer stares at him. One of the screens goes static and the lights flicker off, the sound of the power winding down.

MALE PROGRAMMER: That's just the solar-flares. They interfere with the broadcast signal, so this place automatically powers down. Planet Earth gets a few repeats. It's all quite normal.

CONTROLLER (quietly): Doctor...

Everyone looked at the screen in confusion and intrigue, previous anger forgotten.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: Doctor?

He hasn't heard the Controller and is still sore with the Female Programmer.

THE DOCTOR: Whatever it is, you can wait.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER (ignoring this): I think she wants you.

The Doctor spins around to look at the Controller at the other end of the floor.

CONTROLLER: Doctor...

The Doctor hurries over to stand before her. She is still staring straight ahead with her milky eyes.

CONTROLLER (CONT'D): Doctor...? Where's the Doctor?

THE DOCTOR: I'm here.

CONTROLLER: Can't see. I'm blind. So blind. All my life, blind. All I can see is numbers, but I saw you.

THE DOCTOR: What do you want?

CONTROLLER: Solar-flares hiding me. They can't hear me... my... my masters, they always listen but they can't hear me now. The sun... the sun is so bright...

Everyone's heart broke for the poor girl, all her life she'd been forced to act as a computer, her humanity stripped away. She wasn't even allowed a name.

At the mention of her masters, the daleks, Rose felt a few silent tears fall from her eyes as she thought of this poor girl, forced to submit to their will her whole life.

THE DOCTOR: Who are your masters?

CONTROLLER: They wired my head, their name is forbidden. They control my thoughts, my masters... my masters, I had to be careful. They monitor the transmissions but they don't watch the programmes. I could hide you inside the games.

Everyone is listening to her intently.

THE DOCTOR (coldly): My friend died inside your games.

CONTROLLER: Doesn't matter.

THE DOCTOR: Don't you dare tell me that.

The doctor felt guilty but at the same time he didn't. He felt bad about being harsh with this girl after all she'd done to stop the daleks from destroying humanity and indeed the rest of the universe but at the same time he'd never regret caring about his friends.

CONTROLLER: They've been hiding. My masters, hiding in the dark space, watching and shaping the Earth... so, so, so many years... they've always been there. Guiding humanity, hundreds and hundred of years...

11 tensed in surprise as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked to see River smiling at him.

"See, wasn't entirely your fault." She said, half teasing and half sincere. 11 smiled, suddenly feeling much more relaxed.

THE DOCTOR: Who are they?

CONTROLLER: They wait. They plan and grow in numbers, they're strong now. So strong, my masters...

THE DOCTOR (persistently): Who are they?

CONTROLLER (suddenly looking at him): But they speak of you. My masters, they fear the Doctor.

THE DOCTOR (stepping forward): Tell me! Who are they?

"Keep going I'm sure she'll answer you eventually." Mickey said sarcastically, earning a glare from the doctors.

"To be fair, sweetie, she did tell you she was programmed not to say their name." River pointed out.

"Well, in my defence," 10 argued, "I wasn't exactly in the best state of mind at the time."

That shut everyone up. 10 suddenly realised what he'd said and regretted it, he didn't want to make his friends uncomfortable.

But at that moment, the Controller gasps. The power flickers back on, and she goes back to counting.

CONTROLLER: 20... 21... 22...

THE DOCTOR (to the Male Programmer): When's the next solar-flare?

MALE PROGRAMMER: Two years time.

THE DOCTOR: Fat lot of good that is.

JACK (emerging from Archive Six): Found the TARDIS!

THE DOCTOR: We're not leaving now.

JACK: No. But the TARDIS worked it out.

He shoves the Male Programmer out of his chair.

JACK (CONT'D): You'll wanna watch this.

The Doctor turns around to watch.

Everyone leaned forward, eager to see what was about to happen.

JACK (indicating): Lynda, could you stand over there for me please?

LYNDA: I... I just wanna go home.

JACK (fixed smile): It'll only take a second. Could you stand in that spot, quick as you can?

Lynda complies, and stands in an empty area of floor.

JACK (CONT'D): Everybody watching? Okay... three, two, one...

He presses a button and a disintegrator beam shoots down from the ceiling and hits Lynda. There's nothing left but a billow of smoke.

Almost everyone gasped in shock and horror.

"You bastard!" Mickey yelled at Jack, who looked round to see he was received horrified and outraged glares from nearly everyone. He suddenly questioned his demonstration methods, seeing things from an outside perspective… Well… It had been a bit dramatic to make everyone think he'd killed her.

Meanwhile, realisation passed across River's face as she finally realised what had really happened.

THE DOCTOR (shocked): But you killed her!

JACK: Oh, d'you think?

He presses the button again, and Lynda reappears next to the Doctor, slightly dazed but completely unharmed.

LYNDA: ... What the hell was that?

The Doctor looks to Jack for an explanation.

JACK: It's a transmat beam. Not a disintegrator. A secondary transmat system.

And the Doctor is realising what he's trying to say... his eyes light up...

JACK (CONT'D) (walking towards him): People don't get killed in the games! They get transported across space! Doctor, Rose is still alive!

The Doctor laughs with ecstatic relief. They throw their arms around each other, grinning madly, so happy.

The energy on screen seemed to seep through everyone in the room as they sighed in absolute relief or yelled out in joy at the news.

"See, didn't I tell you we'd always be okay." Rose said, smiling at 10, he smiled to and soon the two were laughing together in happiness. 11 watched on sombrely, memories flashing through his head. Some sad, some that use to be happy but now seemed so bittersweet. Guilt tore at his heart when he thought of Rose and, indeed, all his other friends. He looked to Amy and Rory on the sofa with him, smiling contently now that the tension in the room was gone and snuggled together. Would he end up destroying their lives too… Fear settled in the pit of his stomach as he realised it was very likely, if his track record was anything to go by… No! He absolutely couldn't allow that to happen!

INT. SPACESHIP

Rose is lying on the floor unconscious. After a few seconds, she begins to stir. The camera gives us a wider view, and we see that she's inside a spaceship, which is humming ominously. She sits up, sees something...

ROSE: It can't be...

A horribly familiar alien POV, gliding towards her... Rose scrambles to her feet and stumbles backwards, gasping.

Jack, the doctors and Rose had all been prepared for this but it still managed to make their blood run cold.

"No…" Martha whispered, scared, even sitting here on a comfortable sofa knowing she was just watching this on a tv. Everyone else who'd encountered the daleks was also feeling the familiar fear that came with facing the hate-filled creatures.

ROSE (CONT'D): But you're dead... I saw you die!

"I'm guessing this is a different one." Rory deadpanned.

"Hey!" Rose exclaimed. "I was told the one I met was the last of its kind."

The alien backs her against a wall. She tries to edge sideways, but is stopped by a plunger shooting out.

A few people panicked, worried about Rose. 10 grabbed hold of her arm unconsciously causing her to flinch in surprise, but she made no move to shake him off.

INT. FLOOR 500

THE DOCTOR (dashing from console to console): She's out there somewhere!

CONTROLLER: Doctor!

It's causing her pain to communicate with the Doctor and betray her masters, but determined, she carries on.

CONTROLLER (CONT'D): Co-ordinates five point six point one...

THE DOCTOR (typing them in frantically): Don't! The solar flare's gone, they'll hear you!

CONTROLLER (crying out with pain): Point four three four... no my masters, no! I defy you! Stigma seven seven...

She screams. The Doctor looks up, and the wires she was attached to fall away, empty. There's nothing left but dust.

THE DOCTOR: They took her.

Everyone looked on in silence. They felt bad for having hated her after she'd sacrificed herself to help the doctor and probably the whole universe since the daleks were involved.

"She saved us." Jack said solemnly.

"Yeah." 12 decided to jump in. Everyone looked to him in surprise, he'd been so quiet throughout most of this episode they'd all almost forgot he'd even here. "You better make sure it's remembered." He stared at Jack and the two shared a silent agreement that Jack would do everything in his power as a member of Torchwood and a man who can never die to make sure the people of the future knew about the nameless controller who'd given her life for this.

INT. SPACESHIP

The Controller reappears on the floor of the spaceship. There are holes all over her body where the wires once entered her. She stands, her blind eyes staring forward. She's defiant, proud.

CONTROLLER: Oh, my masters...

And in the shining wall behind her, a Dalek glides towards her.

CONTROLLER (CONT'D) (gleefully): You can kill me. For I have brought your destruction.

The sound of a ray gun. We can see right through to her skeleton as she glows negative, and then she slumps to the floor, dead.

Everyone either looked at the floor or the screen in silent respect.

EXT. SPACE

Satellite Five, seemingly serene from the outside.

INT. FLOOR 500

Jack is sitting at one of the computer terminals, the others gathered around him.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Look, use that. (Gives Jack a disk): It might contain the final numbers. I kept a log of all the unscheduled transmissions.

JACK (peering up at him): Nice... thanks... (Holds out his hand, eyeing him in an entirely un-platonic manner). Captain Jack Harkness, by the way...

"Oh boy…" 10 rolled his eyes.

"Here we go again." 11 added. Jack just smirked not in the least ashamed.

MALE PROGRAMMER (shaking his hand): I'm Davitch Pavale.

JACK (flirtatiously): Nice to meet you, Davitch Pavale...

THE DOCTOR: There's a time and a place.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: Are you saying this entire set-up's been a disguise all along?

THE DOCTOR: Going way back. Installing the Jagrafess a hundred years ago. Someone's been playing a long game. Controlling the Human Race from behind the scenes for generations.

"But…" Martha muttered, face scrunched in confusion. "Why? Why would the daleks need to manipulate humans…"

"I think we're about to find out." Amy said.

JACK (handing a small device to the Doctor): Click on this.

The Doctor takes it, points it upwards, and clicks. An image of an empty expanse of space materializes above thier heads.

JACK (CONT'D): The transmat delivers to that point. Right on the edge of the solar system.

FEMALE PROGRAMMER: There's nothing there.

THE DOCTOR: It looks like nothing. 'Cause that's what this satellite does. Underneath the transmission, there's another signal...

MALE PROGRAMMER: Doing what?

THE DOCTOR: Hiding whatever's out there. Hiding it from sonar, radar, scanner...

They all stare up at the blank expanse of space.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): There's something sitting right on top of Planet Earth... but it's completely invisible.

Lynda chews her lip.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): If I cancel the signal...

He presses a few buttons, and when he looks back at the screen, the expanse of space is no longer empty. Right in front of them is a spaceship, revolving slowly. The Doctor stares at it, eyes wide. We zoom out... reveal more and more...

Everyone gasped. There were so many…

"How did you survive that?" Martha whispered.

Even though everyone knew they would indeed survive, they still felt afraid for their friends on screen.

Meanwhile, Martha's question had struck a cord with the doctors as they remembered that they had not only barely survived but practically everyone else who'd been involved had lost their lives, the innocent and not-so-innocent humans, all of them slaughter while he sat on floor 500 working on a last ditch attempt to save the daleks, that he ended up throwing away in the end. Guess it was true, he was just a coward.

EXT. SPACE

Carry on zooming out, revealing ship after identical ship. Two hundred of them.

INT. FLOOR 500

JACK: That's impossible. I know those ships... they were destroyed.

THE DOCTOR (hushed): Obviously, they survived.

LYNDA: Who did? Who are they?

THE DOCTOR (fearful): Two hundred ships. More than two thousand on board each one. That's just about half a million of them.

MALE PROGRAMMER: Half a million what?

THE DOCTOR: Daleks.

INT. SPACESHIP

A Dalek enters an area on the spaceship, where several others are crowded.

DALEK 2: Alert! Alert! We are detected!

DALEK 1: It is the Doctor! He has located us!

Rose, huddled against the foot of the wall, stares around at them all, her eyes wide.

Everyone was happy to see Rose was still alive but at the same time fearful because they knew if the daleks had kept her alive it was for a reason, and whatever it was it couldn't be good.

DALEK 1: Open communications channel!

Dalek 2 swivels around to face Rose.

DALEK 2: The female will stand. Stand!

Rose stands. The Dalek looks up and an image materializes in mid-air: the Doctor, Jack, Lynda, the Male Programmer and the Female Programmer all staring back at Rose and the Daleks.

INT. FLOOR 500/INTERCUT WITH SPACESHIP

The Doctor is grim, looking at the three Daleks flanking Rose with distaste.

DALEK 1: I will talk to the Doctor.

THE DOCTOR: Oh, will you? That's nice. Hello!

River facepalmed. She loved the doctor but sometimes he could be so tactless in his humour. She also didn't really like how it rubbed off on his friends, how they just seemed to get use to the constant danger.

He waves at them mockingly, his fake grin fading rapidly.

DALEK 1: The Dalek Stratagem nears completion. The Fleet is almost ready. You will not intervene.

THE DOCTOR: Oh, really? Why's that then?

DALEK 1: We have your associate. You will obey or she will be exterminated.

Rose, shaking, looks up at the Doctor on the screen.

THE DOCTOR: No.

As one, Jack, Lynda, the Male Programmer and the Female Programmer jerk their heads in his direction. Rose stares, mouth slightly open. What's he doing?

DALEK 1: (clearly not having anticipated this answer): Explain yourself.

THE DOCTOR: I said no.

DALEK 1: What is the meaning of this negative?

THE DOCTOR: It means no.

You'd expect the companions of the doctor to be worried, to be confused, but you'd be wrong. They could see it his eyes, his stance, everything, he was going to save Rose and the world.

DALEK 1: But she will be destroyed.

THE DOCTOR (standing in his passion): No! 'Cos this is what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna rescue her.

Rose listens, the pride evident in her eyes. The others glance at him in awe.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D) (true hero, fiery): I'm gonna save Rose Tyler from the middle of the Dalek Fleet, and then I'm gonna save the Earth, and then just to finish off, I'm gonna wipe every last stinking Dalek outta the sky!

"I never doubted you would, not for a second." Rose said. 10 wanted to smile but couldn't, no matter how he looked at it, he could never consider what happened that day a victory.

DALEK 1: But you have no weapons! No defences! No plan!

THE DOCTOR (grinning): Yeah. And doesn't that scare you to death?

Everyone grinned excited to see what the doctor was going to do, no doubt it would be epic.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): Rose?

ROSE (eagerly): Yes, Doctor?

THE DOCTOR: I'm coming to get you.

He clicks the device, and the communication line closes.

INT. SPACESHIP

DALEK 1: The Doctor is initiating hostile action!

DALEK 2: The Stratagem must advance. Begin the invasion of Earth!

They spin around wildly. Rose gasps but they take no notice of her, and she steps out of their way.

DALEK 3: The Doctor will be exterminated!

DALEKS: Exterminate!

The entire ship is filled with thousands of Daleks crying "exterminate! " as one. Rose looks around in terror at the huge, insane army.

Everyone in the audience also looked on in shock and horror. While they'd all been moved by the doctor's rousing show of confidence, it was wavering slightly in the face of such a powerful and deadly force.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Everybody grew nervous, knowing the next episode was probably going to be an emotional rollercoaster worse than the one they'd just been put through, which to some seemed an impossible feat.

NEXT TIME…

INT. SPACESHIP

DALEK 1: Launch missiles! Exterminate!

EXT. SPACE

Two missiles are fired from the Dalek's ship towards the TARDIS, which is hurtling through space.

"That's not gonna work, the Tardis is shielded." Amy pointed out.

"Yes, but they didn't know that at the time, we'd only just installed the extrapolator." 10 explained.

INT. TARDIS

Jack and the Doctor are manning the controls frantically. The whole ship is shaking.

JACK: We've got incoming!

EXT. SPACE

Rows and rows of Daleks fly smoothly from their ships and across space, towards the Satellite.

Martha and Rose put their hands to their mouths, making know attempt to disguise how unnerved they were. Not that they were alone in that…

JACK V.O.: This is it, ladies and gentlemen! We are at war!

The Dalek Spaceships hover around the satellite.

INT. FLOOR 494

Rows of Daleks glide smoothly onto Floor 494 in perfect formation.

JACK V.O.: There's an army about to invade this station.

"No shit sherlock." Mickey quiped, seeing the army on the screen, invading the station. Jack just glared at him in mock anger.

INT. FLOOR 494, CORRIDOR

The volunteers shoot at the daleks.

INT. FLOOR 56, OBSERVATION DECK

Lynda watches the screen.

LYNDA (nervously): Defences have gone offline.

Everyone's hearts began to beat faster as the trailer grew more and more intense. They were also quite worried about Lynda, she was nice and they didn't want her to be killed. Of course, the doctors knew this was to be her fate and felt guilty for involving her despite knowing there wasn't really anything they could have done. Jack was also feeling bad, he'd been the one to assure Lynda she would be safe, he was even the one to find her body. He could remember kneeling beside her as the guilt of all the lives lost in that fight crushed him.

INT. TARDIS

A hologram of the doctor is stood by the console.

THE DOCTOR (CONT'D): I'm dead or about to die any second with no chance of escape.

"What?" Donna cried.

"Hey don't worry, I'm still here, one, two and three regenerations on." 10 said reassuringly, gesturing to himself as well as 11 and 12.

INT. FLOOR 56, OUTSIDE OBSERVATION DECK

Outside the door, a Dalek advances with what looks like a small blow-torch. The Dalek places the flame onto one of the joins of the door.

INT. FLOOR 56, OBSERVATION DECK

From the inside, Lynda can only see the flame coming through the crack, sparking.

Again everyone became worried for lynda.

INT. FLOOR 499

The volunteers shoot at the advancing daleks from behind a barricade. The male programmer begins firing over the top of the barricade.

INT. FLOOR 500, CORRIDOR

Jack is running backwards down the corridor, shooting vainly at the Daleks advancing on him.

INT. FLOOR 500

The Doctor looks around as daleks begin to file into the room from all doors surrounding him.

INT. SPACESHIP

THE DOCTOR: How did you survive the Time War?

EMPEROR DALEK: They survived through me.

The doctor turns around, startled.

The slightly deeper but still distinctly dalek voice both terrified and intrigued those in the room unaware of what they were about the see. Those that were aware were prepared but still not looking forward to reliving this particular incident. However, as the screen began to load the next episode, they knew they had no choice but to put on a brave face and try their best to endure it.