09x12 - Hell Bent

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09x12 - Hell Bent

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Ashildr: I do as they tell me and the street is safe.

The Doctor: Who are they?

Ashildr: I never meant for anyone to get hurt.

Clara: Let me be brave.

The Doctor: Is it a trap? Is it a t*rture chamber? If you want any part of k*lling her and you're not afraid, then you understand nothing at all.

( Ice cracks )

The Doctor (O.C.): Go to the city.

The Doctor: Tell them I'm back. Tell them...I know what they did.

[ EXT. Nevada, USA. Day ]

♪ Don't stop me now ♪
♪ I'm having such a good time ♪
♪ I'm having a ball... ♪

[ INT. Diner. Day ]

( There is a waitress behind the counter in a sky blue uniform; it is Clara. )

Waitress: Hi. What can I get you?

The Doctor: I don't have any money. But I play.

Waitress: OK. Don't you need to plug that thing in?

The Doctor: Yeah.

( Whirring sound )

The Doctor: You're English.

Waitress: You're not.

The Doctor: How did you get out here?

Waitress: Magic. Or... maybe I went to an airport and caught a plane.

The Doctor: Ah.

Waitress: You?

The Doctor: Magic.

( Radio crackles )

Waitress: I believe you. You been travelling?

The Doctor: Yeah, from time to time.

( He plays Clara's song )

Waitress: Is it a sad song?

The Doctor: Nothing's sad till it's over. Then everything is.

Waitress: What's it called?

The Doctor: I think that it's called... Clara.

Waitress: Tell me about her.

Doctor Who
Season 9 Episode 12
Hell Bent
Original air date: December 5, 2015

[ EXT. Planet Surface. Day ]

( Wind rustles. The Doctor is walking through the desert and he spots a barn. )

[ INT. Council Chamber ]

( Bells ring and vibrate )

The General: Lord President?

The President: Are all the bells ringing? The whole cloister?

The General: What's going on down there?

( Bells ring )

Gastron (O.C.): On my way down to the Matrix now, sir.

The General (O.C. on communicator): "Keep the perimeter. It's OK to be afraid down there, soldier."

Gastron: Sliders are everywhere, sir. Loads of the things.

The General (O.C. on communicator): "Language, please. I'm with the President."

Gastron: Sorry, sir. The Cloister Wraiths are active.

[ INT. Council Chamber ]

The General: Do not approach them, don't even enter the cloister, just tell me...

The General (O.C. on communicator): "are all the bells ringing?"

Gastron: Yes, sir.

[ INT. Council Chamber ]

The President: Then we are facing great danger.

Gastron: The Cloister Wraiths seem to think so.

The President: So, where is he? Where has the Doctor gone?

Ohila: Back to the beginning, I should think.

The President: The Sisterhood of Karn has no business in this chamber, or on this planet.

Ohila: I heard the Doctor had come home. One so loves fireworks!

( The President huffs )

[ INT. Barn. Day ]

( Bells ring in background. The Doctor climbs to a loft. )

Woman: Why are they ringing all the bells? Never heard so many. What's gone wrong this time? All the fuss they're always making. You, up there! You're not supposed to be there! I've just put all that back, it's for the boys, if any of them ever want to come... They'll k*ll you.

[ EXT. Barn. Day ]

( The Doctor is eating some soup, when there is a rumbling as a craft approaches. )

Gastron (over loud-hailer): Attention! Will all non-m*llitary personnel step away from the Doctor.

Gastron: I repeat... all non-m*llitary personnel, please, step away from the Doctor.

Gastron (over loud-hailer): At least move the children away!

Gastron: Doctor, you will lay down any weapons on your person and accompany us to the capital.

Gastron (over loud-hailer): Doctor, you will accompany us to the capital.

( The Doctor scrapes a line in the dirt with the heel of his boot. )

Gastron (over loud-hailer): Doctor?

Gastron (O.C.): Come back.

Gastron: You will come back immediately.

Gastron (over loud-hailer): That is an order and this is a m*llitary vehicle.

[ INT. Council Chamber ]

President: What's his plan?

Ohila: I think he's finishing his soup.

General: Suggestion, sir...

[ INT. Barn. Day ]

( The Doctor is resting and twiddling his thumbs. )

General (O.C.): We could talk to him.

President (O.C.): Words are his weapons.

General (O.C.): When did they stop being ours?

( The woman knocks on door, enters and points outside. )

[ EXT. Barn. Day ]

( The Doctor exits the barn. )

General: Welcome home, sir. As commander of the armed forces of Gallifrey, I bring you the greetings of the High Council...

( The Doctor returns inside. )

President (on communicator): Who the hell does he think he is?

General: The man who won the Time w*r, sir.

[ INT. Barn. Day ]

( The woman knocks on door, enters and urgently signals to the Doctor. )

( The Doctor exits the barn. Door slams shut. )

[ INT. Council Chamber ]

President: What is he doing? What does he want? Revenge?

Ohila: The Doctor does not blame Gallifrey for the horrors of the Time w*r.

President: I should hope not.

Ohila: He just blames you.

[ INT. Barn. Day ]

( The woman knocks on door, enters and urgently signals to the Doctor. )

[ EXT. Barn. Day ]

( The Doctor exits the barn and walks up to the President, who is standing on the other side of the scraped line. The President extends his hand. )

The Doctor: Get off my planet.

President: We needed to know. You have information about the Hybrid. A danger to all of us. If you'd told us what you knew, you could've walked out of there.

The Doctor: Get off my planet.

President: You have nothing, Doctor. Nothing! Do you know what I have, out here in the Dry Lands, where there's nobody who matters? (whispers) No witnesses.

The Doctor: Me, too.

President: Take aim! Aim at the Doctor. Fire on my command.

General: Sir?

President: Step forward and take aim! What's the matter with you?

General: Lord President... he's a w*r hero. Some of these men served with him.

President: These men serve me! All of you! On my command... Fire!

( The men fire their g*ns. )

[ INT. Diner. Day ]

The Doctor (O.C.): Could I have a lemonade?

Waitress: Oh, you like a cliffhanger, don't you? So you went back to your home town...

The Doctor: Something like that.

Waitress: Glasgow?

The Doctor: Er, well, sort of Glasgow. Space Glasgow.

Waitress: And there was this g*ng boss and he wanted to k*ll you.

The Doctor: Wanted to, yeah.

[ EXT. Barn. Day ]

President: You missed! All of you! Every single one of you! How is that possible? What is it? Is the f*ring squad afraid of the unarmed man? You... explain.

Gastron: There was a saying, sir, in the Time w*r.

President: A saying?

Gastron: The first thing you will notice about the Doctor of w*r... is he's unarmed. For many, it's also the last. (to the Doctor) I was at Skull Moon, sir.

[ INT. Diner. Day ]

Waitress: Is this a story or did this really happen?

The Doctor: Every story ever told really happened. Stories... are where memories go when they're forgotten.

[ EXT. Barn. Day ]

( The men start dropping their g*ns and crossing the line to the Doctor's side. )

President: Not one more of you moves! That is an order! ( The men continue. ) A direct order of your President! You leave me no choice. How many regenerations did we grant you? I've got all night.

President (O.C.): Excellent, General.

President: You sent for reinforcements.

The Doctor: No, he didn't. I did.

President: What? I am Rassilon... the redeemer! Rassilon, the resurrected! Gallifrey is mine!

General: Lord President... with respect... get off his planet.

( The General drops his g*n and joins his men on the Doctor's side of the line. )

[ INT. City. Viewing platform. ]

General: Gallifrey is currently positioned at the extreme end of the time continuum, for its own protection. We're at the end of the universe, give or take a star system.

The Doctor: I know. I came the long way round.

General: The President may not find anywhere to go.

The Doctor: He's not the President any more.

General: He was a good man once. Isn't this... going a little far?

The Doctor: Oh, I've barely started. Tell the High Council they're on the next shuttle.

[ INT. The Cloisters ]

Ohila (O.C.): I thought I'd find you down here. Old times.

The Doctor: You're a long way from Karn.

Ohila: At the end of everything, one must expect the company of immortals.

The Doctor: Do you know what they did to me? A confession dial is a ritual act of purification. It allows a dying Time Lord to face his demons and make his peace, before his mind is uploaded to the Matrix. It was never intended as a t*rture chamber for the living.

Ohila (O.C.): Rassilon grew concerned about the coming of the Hybrid.

The Doctor: Afraid!

Ohila: You were entrapped and imprisoned at his command.

The Doctor: And look at him now.

Ohila: Why did you banish him? Was it punishment? Or for your own protection? Or are you just being cruel? Or just being cowardly?

The Doctor: Let's see, shall we?

[ INT. Council Chamber ]

The Doctor: If you wanted to know about the Hybrid, why didn't you just ask me?

General: If the Hybrid is a thr*at to the people of this world, why don't you just tell us?

The Doctor: What do you know already?

General: The Hybrid is a legendary...

The Doctor: No.

General: The Hybrid is a creature thought to be crossbred from two warrior races.

The Doctor: Which races?

General: The Daleks and the Time Lords, it is supposed.

The Doctor: Oh, must be well hard, then.

General: Unstoppable. According to the stories.

The Doctor: If they're just stories, why are you so worried?

General: Some Matrix prophecies suggest...

The Doctor: No.

General: Many prophesies suggest...

The Doctor: No.

General: All... Matrix prophecies concur that this creature will one day stand in the ruins of Gallifrey. It will unravel the web of time and destroy a billion billion hearts to heal its own.

The Doctor: What colour is it?

General: I don't know.

The Doctor: Prophecies, they never tell you anything useful, do they?

Ohila: This is no time to play the fool.

The Doctor: It's the end of the universe. It's the only time I've got. And you want me to keep you all safe.

General: Can you?

The Doctor: I'll need help, obviously.

General: Gallifrey is at your command.

The Doctor: Oh, not from you lot. No, you'd cramp my style. Look at your hats. I'm going to need the use of an extraction chamber, to talk... to an old friend.

[ EXT. Trap Street ]

( Raven squawks )

Clara: Let me be brave...

( There is a jolt and time appears to stand still. Clara looks at the stationary raven in front of her. The Doctor appears from a strong white light, extending his hand. )

The Doctor: This way. I can save you.

( Clara looks back at the other Doctor, then follows. )

[ INT. Sector 52, Extraction Chamber Seven ]

Clara: Doctor?

The Doctor: Yeah.

Clara: Where am I? Is this the TARDIS?

The Doctor: No. This is a planet.

Clara: What planet?

The Doctor: Basically, my place.

Clara: I was about to die. I should be dead.

The Doctor: Forget about that. It doesn't matter.

Clara: Hang on, your place?

The Doctor: Yeah.

Clara: What do you mean, your place?

The Doctor: My place.

Clara: You don't mean...?

The Doctor: Yeah.

Clara: Gallifrey...

The Doctor: Gallifrey.

Clara: OK. Er... Hang on. Wait. What? What? Did I miss something?

The Doctor: Well, we're several billion years in the future and the universe is pretty much over, so, yeah, quite a lot.

General: Young lady, Miss Oswald... I'm afraid we only have a very few minutes with you.

Clara: Who's he?

General: According to the Doctor, you can tell us something about the creature known as the Hybrid.

Clara: Oh... Oh, that's weird. What's wrong with my ears?

The Doctor: Nothing.

Clara: Oh, it's weird. Everything sounds wrong.

The Doctor: It's a side effect.

Clara: I can hear you. I can hear you fine. It's like... I don't know, it's like, erm... It's like something's missing.

General: Doctor, we have to tell her. We always tell them.

Clara: Tell me what? What's he talking about? Doctor...? Doctor, what's going on?

The Doctor: Clara, there's a sound you've been living with every day of your life, but you've learned not to hear.

Clara: What sound? What's wrong? Just tell me. Doctor, what sound?

The Doctor: Your heartbeat. Your physical processes have been time looped... Frozen between one heartbeat and the next. Even your breathing is just a habit. You don't need it.

Clara: If I'm frozen, how can I... How can I be walking about?

The Doctor: Because the Time Lords are very clever. It doesn't matter.

Clara: Yes, it matters to me!

General: Doctor, we have to explain.

Clara: Doctor, what is going on?

The Doctor: Although you are currently conscious and aware, in fact, you d*ed billions of years ago.

Clara: Doctor...?

General: We have extracted you at the very end of your time stream to request your help. Once we're finished here, you will be returned to your final moments. Your death is an established historical event and cannot be altered. I'm sorry.

Clara: Doctor, will you just talk to me!

The Doctor: I'll try not to break your jaw.

Clara: My jaw?

The Doctor: I wasn't talking to you.

General: Doctor, you can't do this. You know you can't.

The Doctor: No, General, I don't know that. Everybody, stay exactly where you are! No moving about. On pain of death, no-one take a selfie!

General: These people are unarmed.

The Doctor: So are you.

General: Doctor, I will not let you leave here. That's the sidearm of the President's personal security. There isn't a stun setting.

The Doctor: I will not let Clara die.

General: She's been dead for half the lifetime of the universe. If you tried to change that, you could fracture time itself. Doctor, Lord President, are you really going to take that risk?

Clara: Doctor... Please... I don't want this. Put it down, please.

The Doctor: Regeneration?

General: Tenth.

The Doctor: Good luck.

General: You too, sir.

The Doctor: I want a neuro block. Human compatible. Quickly! Come on! Come on, quick!

[ INT. Diner. Day ]

Waitress: This Clara person, you must really like her.

The Doctor: Why do you say that?

Waitress: You k*lled a man. You don't seem the type.

[ INT. Citadel Corridors ]

Clara: You k*lled that man! You sh*t him! He's dead!

The Doctor: It was him or you.

Clara: I don't care!

The Doctor: Yeah? Well, the difference is, when you die, you stay dead.

Clara: So does he!

The Doctor: We're on Gallifrey. Death is Time Lord for man flu!

[ INT. Sector 52, Extraction Chamber Seven ]

Gastron: Med team to sector 52, extraction chamber seven. Regeneration in progress. Are you all right, sir? Oh... Er, sorry... ma'am.

Female General: Urgh... Back to normal, am I? The only time I've been a man, that last body. Dear Lord, how do you cope with all that ego?

Gastron: Ma'am, where's the Doctor?

Ohila: The Cloisters. Where else would he run, except into the greatest danger on Gallifrey.

[ INT. The Cloisters ]

Ohila (O.C.): The hell of the Time Lords.

Clara: I thought you said Gallifrey was frozen in another dimension?

The Doctor: Well, they must have unfrozen it and come back.

Clara: How?

The Doctor: I didn't ask. It would make them feel clever. Happy?

Clara: No. Tell me what a neural block is.

The Doctor: Never mind. This way.

Clara: What did you mean, human compatible?

[ INT. Diner. Day ]

Waitress: So what was it, the thing you took?

The Doctor: There was only one way to keep Clara safe. I had to wipe some of her memory.

Waitress: Of what?

The Doctor: Of me.

[ INT. The Cloisters ]

( Eerie noises )

The Doctor: The Cloister Wraiths. Sliders, we used to call them. They guard the Matrix. We're safe in here.

Clara: Why?

The Doctor: They only att*ck if you make any attempt to leave.

Clara: How long are we planning to stay?

The Doctor: Or, actually, if you try to stay.

Clara: You realise how well that conversation went, right?

The Doctor: You're starting to look, er, a bit...

( Eerie howling )

[ INT. Sector 52, Extraction Chamber Seven ]

General: We need to block every exit from the Cloisters. Every available man. I need that place surrounded.

Gastron: No-one's ever made it back out of the Cloisters.

Ohila: Not quite no-one.

[ INT. The Cloisters ]

The Doctor: This way, I'm fairly sure. According to the stories, there's a secret way out. If you find it, the Sliders let you go.

Dalek: Ex...term...in...ate!

The Doctor: It's OK. It's OK, look at it.

Dalek: Exterminate... me!

Clara: Is it trapped?

The Doctor: Don't worry, it's been neutralised. Those aren't vines. In your terms, they're fibre-optic cables, they're alive and growing. We're inside the biggest database in history. Sometimes, people are stupid enough to break in.

Clara: And?

The Doctor: It's a database. They get filed.

Dalek: Ex...term...in...ate... me!

The Doctor: Probably a leftover from the Cloister Wars. There's nothing we can do. Come on.

Dalek: Exterminate... me! Exterminate... me!

Dalek:(In the distance): Ex... term... in... ate... me!

( It growls. A Cyberman grabs Clara's arm. )

The Doctor: Keep away from them! The Matrix can use them as a defence. It means the secret exit must be close.

Clara: What's to defend in a crypt?

The Doctor: It's not just a crypt. More like a stone circuit board. This is the Matrix database.

Clara: Database? What do you mean, database?

The Doctor: Oh...

Clara: Oh?

The Doctor: Oh...

Clara: Oh? Oh...

The Doctor: Looks like the primary service hatch. Just have to work out the key.

Clara: Oh.

The Doctor: When Time Lords die, their minds are uploaded to a thing called the Matrix. This structure, it's like a living computer. It can predict the future, generate prophecies out of algorithms, ring the Cloister bells in the event of impending catastrophe. The Sliders - they're just like the guard dogs, the firewall. Projections from inside the Matrix itself, the dead, manning the battlements.

Clara: Was I supposed to understand any of that?

The Doctor: The Time Lords have got a big computer made of ghosts, in a crypt, guarded by more ghosts.

Clara: Didn't hurt, did it?

The Doctor: Tiny bit.

Clara: Why would a computer need to protect itself from the people who made it?

The Doctor: All computers do that in the end. You wait until the Internet starts. Oh, that was a w*r!

[ INT. Sector 52, Extraction Chamber Seven ]

Gastron: They don't seem to be moving.

General: And they're by lift shaft seven. Keep monitoring.

[ INT. The Cloisters ]

The Doctor: A long time ago, there was a student at the Academy. He got in here, disappeared for four days. Showed up in a completely different part of the city. Said the Sliders talked to him, they showed him the secret passage out. And we just need the code.

Clara: What, and the kid told you the secret?

The Doctor: Ah, no, he didn't tell anyone anything. He went completely mad, never right in the head again. So they say.

Clara: OK, that's encouraging...

The Doctor: The last I heard, he stole the moon and the President's wife.

Clara: Was she, erm... Was she nice, the President's wife?

The Doctor: Ah, well, that was a lie put about by the Shabogans. It was the President's daughter. I didn't steal the moon, I lost it...

Clara: I'd know you anywhere.

The Doctor: I was a completely different person in those days. Eccentric, a bit mad, rude to people.

Clara: Look at me again.

The Doctor: Sorry, what?

Clara: In the eye. Look at me. Just do it.

The Doctor: What? What is it?

Clara: How long has it been for you since you last saw me?

The Doctor: Oh... Oh, I'm not sure.

Clara: How long?

The Doctor: I was stuck on a place. They...

Clara: They what? Who? Who are we talking about?

The Doctor: They wanted something from me. Information. It really doesn't matter.

Clara: What happened to your coat? The velvety coat. I liked that one, it was... it was very Doctory.

The Doctor: I changed it.

Clara: Why?

The Doctor: Well, I can't be the Doctor all the time. I think I've almost got it. I think this is it.

Clara: Tell me what they did to you. Tell me, what happened to the Doctor?

[ INT. Outside The Cloisters ]

General: We're here.

Gastron: It's pretty quiet.

Gastron (over communicator): He seems to be talking to her. Like he's telling her a story. You might want to have a look.

General: Open up, we're going in. We'll stick to the perimeter, no more than three paces from the lift. Do not enter the Cloisters.

[ INT. The Cloisters ]

The Doctor: 20 feet of pure diamond. Harder than diamond.

( Lift door clangs open )

The Doctor: But you break through anything, given time.

Clara: How much time?

General: Miss Oswald...

Clara: Stay back.

General: I'm sorry, but we have to find a way to extract you...

Clara: (shouts) I said, stay back! (to the Doctor) The Hybrid, what is it? What's so important you would fight so long?

The Doctor: It doesn't matter what the Hybrid is. It only matters that I convinced them that I knew. Otherwise, I'd have had nothing left to bargain with.

Clara: What were you bargaining for?

The Doctor: What do you think? You. I had to find a way to save you. I knew it had to be the Time Lords. They cost you your life on Trap Street, Clara, and I was going to make them bring you back. I just had to hang on in there for a bit.

Clara: How long?

The Doctor: It was fine.

Clara: One question. And you will answer. How long was the Doctor trapped inside the confession dial?

Ohila: We think... four-and-a-half-billion years.

General: He could have left any time he wanted. He just had to say what he knew. The dial would have released him.

Clara: Four-and-a-half-billion years...

The Doctor: If she says so.

Clara: Why would you even do that? I was dead! I was dead and gone. Why? Why would you even do that to yourself?

The Doctor: I had a duty of care. Listen, I'm nearly through here. If I'm right, there should be a service duct under here. We'll be able to get to the old workshops. They'll have TARDISes there.

Clara: OK, listen... I have something I need to say.

The Doctor: We do not have time.

Clara: No, my time. My time is up. Doctor, between one heartbeat and the last is all the time I have. People like me and you, we should say things to one another. And I'm going to say them now...

( We see scenes over the city and music plays. )

Clara: You're monsters. Here you are, hiding away at the end of time. Do you even know why? Because you are hated. You are... hated by everybody. But by nobody more than me.

Ohila: What did you say to him?

Clara: Oh, nothing I'm going to tell you, or anybody else. Except, maybe this one part. I said... (whispers) "Don't worry, Doctor. They'll all be looking at me!"

( We see an open trapdoor, with light shining upwards from it. )

General: You need to tell us what the Doctor is going to do now.

Clara: You really are thick, aren't you? The Doctor is back on Gallifrey. Took him four-and-half-billion years to get here. What do you think he's going to do now?

( TARDIS fires up in the background )

Clara: Why, he's stealing a TARDIS and running away. Bye!

[ INT. TARDIS ]

Clara: You were quick.

The Doctor: Time machine. I backed up a bit.

Ohila (O.C.): Doctor! Doctor, face me!

Ohila: Doctor, can you hear me? Get out of that TARDIS and face me, boy!

Clara: Boy?

[ INT. The Cloisters ]

Ohila: You have gone too far. You have broken every code you ever lived by.

The Doctor: After all this time, after everything I've done, don't you think the universe owes me this?

Ohila: Owes you what? All you're doing is giving her hope.

The Doctor: Since when is hope a bad thing?

Ohila: Hope is a terrible thing on the scaffold.

( TARDIS whirs )

General: Where can he run?

Ohila: Where he always runs. Away. Just away.

[ INT. TARDIS ]

The Doctor: What do you think of the new wheels?

Clara: Basic.

The Doctor: Classic! Look at the colour scheme.

Clara: It's all white.

The Doctor: Genius! Check your heartbeat again. I think that you'll find you have one.

Clara: Yeah?

The Doctor: It should have restarted when we broke free of Gallifrey's time zone. You're alive! Now we just have to shake off the Time Lords. There's only one place we can do that. What do you say to lunch, followed by breakfast? Because we're time travellers and that's how we roll. Then cocktails with Moses. Then I'm going to invent a flying submarine. Why? Because no-one ever has and it's annoying. And maybe we should use this TARDIS to find my proper one. I need a clean shirt.

Clara: Doctor... I still don't have a pulse.

The Doctor: You just haven't found it yet. Try again.

Clara: I know how to take my pulse. Look, I know how to do it. See, no pulse, right? Is it still there? Don't lie to me.

The Doctor: I think we maybe just have to fly a little bit further, give it a bit more welly.

Clara: They said, your lot, that if you saved me, time would fracture. What does that mean?

The Doctor: Oh, they're exaggerating. They exaggerate all the time. History will be fine. Time will heal. It always does.

Clara: Always?

The Doctor: Yeah. It'll sort itself out. It'll be all right. You'll have a heartbeat. Or don't you trust me any more?!

Clara: No. Not when you're shouting. Where are we going?

The Doctor: Nowhere in space, forward in time. We're going to the last hours of the universe. We're going long past where the Time Lords were hiding. Literally, to the end. They won't be able to track us there. We'll just be there for a minute. I just need to... I need to make an adjustment.

Clara: To what?

The Doctor: It's nothing, really. It's this...

Clara: A neural block. Human compatible. That's what you said.

( TARDIS goes quiet )

The Doctor: We don't have to stay here long. Check your heartbeat again. Your timeline must have started by now. A pulse, yeah? You have a pulse, yes? Pulse? Let me do it.

Clara: I am checking it properly!

The Doctor: This should work. This has got to work.

Clara: What if one last heartbeat is all I've got? What if time isn't healing? What if the universe needs me to die?

The Doctor: The universe is over! It doesn't have a say any more! We're standing on the last ember, the last fragment of everything that ever was. As of this moment, I am answerable to no-one!

( Four knocks )

Clara: How can there be anybody there?

( Four knocks )

The Doctor: Four knocks... It's always four knocks.

The Doctor: No. This one I do alone.

Clara: What's out there?

The Doctor: Me.

( Electronic whirring as the door opens. )

[ EXT. TARDIS ]

The Doctor: I told you once... so long ago... that the universe would become a very small place when I'm angry with you. Small enough for you yet? Hello, Me.

Ashildr: You don't seem surprised to see me.

The Doctor: At the end of everything, we should expect the company of immortals, so I've been told.

Ashildr: Even the other immortals are gone. It's just me.

The Doctor: The one and only me. Finally, you earn the title, sitting here in a reality bubble at the end of time itself. How are you sustaining it, by the way?

Ashildr: Brilliantly. I've been watching the stars die. It was beautiful.

The Doctor: No. It was sad.

Ashildr: No. It was both. But that's not something you would understand, is it? You don't like endings. She d*ed, Doctor. Clara d*ed billions of years ago.

The Doctor: You k*lled her.

Ashildr: No.

The Doctor: You let it happen.

Ashildr: No, I didn't. Neither did you. She did. She d*ed for who she was and who she loved. She fell where she stood. It was sad. And it was beautiful. And it is over. We have no right to change who she was.

The Doctor: Ashildr...

Ashildr: Me.

The Doctor: Me, go to hell. By my calculations, you've got about five minutes.

Ashildr: You know why we run, Doctor?

The Doctor: Because it's fun!

Ashildr: Because we know summer can't last forever.

The Doctor: Of course it can. Of course it can. You just have to steal a time machine.

Ashildr: The Hybrid. Five minutes to hell. I think it's time to tell the truth.

[ INT. TARDIS ]

Clara: Screen on.

Ashildr (on screen): You were barely more than a child. You broke in here and the Wraiths spoke to you about the Hybrid. Why did that story make you so scared?

The Doctor (O.C.): I don't know. I don't remember it.

[ EXT. TARDIS ]

Ashildr: Sometimes you do. It's always the way with things we'd rather forget. You remember now, though, don't you? Tell me, Doctor, who is...the Hybrid? Who threatens all of time and space?

The Doctor: Oh, that's easy. That's very, very easy. The Hybrid... is you.

[ INT. TARDIS ]

Ashildr (O.C.): I'm human, with a little bit of Mire inside me. The Hybrid is supposed to be half Time Lord, half Dalek.

The Doctor (O.C.): No, it isn't.

[ EXT. TARDIS ]

The Doctor: The actual prophesy specifies only two warrior races. The Daleks and the Time Lords made assumptions, of course. And they would. Humans and the Mire... both warrior races. It fits perfectly.

Ashildr: It's an interesting theory.

The Doctor: Do you have a better one?

Ashildr: By your own reasoning, why couldn't the Hybrid be half Time Lord, half human? Tell me, Doctor, I've always wondered... You're a Time Lord, you're a high-born Gallifreyan. Why is it you spend so much time on Earth?

The Doctor: That's your best theory? I'm the Hybrid? I ran away from Gallifrey because I was afraid of myself? That doesn't make any sense.

Ashildr: It makes perfect sense, and you know it. Am I right? Is it true?

The Doctor: Does it matter?

Ashildr: No. Because I have a better theory.

The Doctor: Really?

Ashildr: What if the Hybrid wasn't one person, but two?

The Doctor: Two?

Ashildr: A dangerous combination of a passionate and powerful Time Lord and a young woman so very similar to him.

[ INT. TARDIS ]

Ashildr (O.C.): Companions who are willing to push each other to extremes.

The Doctor (on screen): She's my friend. She's just my friend.

Ashildr (O.C.): How did you meet her?

Clara: Missy...!

[ EXT. TARDIS ]

The Doctor: Missy.

Ashildr: Missy. The Master. The lover of chaos. Who wants you to love it, too. She's quite the matchmaker.

The Doctor: Clara's my friend.

Ashildr: I know. And you're willing to risk all of time and space because you miss her. One wonders what the pair of you will get up to next.

The Doctor: Nothing. Nothing at all. I know I went too far. I get it. That's why I'm doing what I'm doing.

Ashildr: And what would that be?

The Doctor: I'm taking her back to Earth. Somewhere safe, somewhere out of the way. I'm going to wipe her memory of every last detail of me.

[ INT. TARDIS ]

The Doctor (O.C.): It'll be like our friendship never happened.

Ashildr (O.C.): That may not be what she wants.

The Doctor (O.C.): I've done it before. Usually, I do it telepathically, But this time, I've got something better.

[ EXT. TARDIS ]

The Doctor: It's quite... painless.

Ashildr: Will you tell her what you're going to do?

The Doctor: Of course.

Ashildr: When?

The Doctor: Now.
[ INT. TARDIS ]

Clara: Screen off.

The Doctor: You OK?

Clara: Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Just, you know, my pulse.

The Doctor: Yeah, we'll fix that somehow. I promise. You remember Ashildr, of course.

Clara: Yeah, sure.

The Doctor: I thought you'd be more surprised to see her.

Clara: I was watching. On the monitor. No. Doctor, whatever you're about to do, don't do it!

The Doctor: It won't hurt, it'll be nothing. You'll just pass out for a moment.

Clara: And then?

The Doctor: When you wake, you'll be fine.

Clara: But...

The Doctor: Clara, just listen to me.

Clara: Just say it. Say it. Come on. Tell me.

The Doctor: When you wake up, you will have forgotten me. You'll have forgotten we ever even met.

Clara: And why would I want that?

The Doctor: Because it's the only way. That stuff in your head, the image of me, they could use it to find you.

Clara: I, er... I used these.

The Doctor: On what?

Clara: That.

The Doctor: What did you do?

Clara: What do you think? Ashildr's right, you see? We're too alike.

The Doctor: Tell me what you did.

Clara: What else? What else do you think I did? I reversed the polarity. Push that button, Doctor, it will go off in your own face.

The Doctor: You were trying to trick me?

Clara: What were you doing to me?

The Doctor: I'm trying to keep you safe.

Clara: Why? Nobody's ever safe. I've never asked you for that, ever. These have been the best years of my life. And they are mine. Tomorrow is promised to no-one, Doctor, but I insist upon my past. I am entitled to that. It's mine.

The Doctor: Oh, Clara Oswald... What am I doing? You're right. You're always... always right.

Clara: So what happens now? Hey? Me and you, what do we do now?

The Doctor: I'm not sure you managed to reverse the polarity. I'm not even sure that you can. It'll do something... to one of us. Better than flipping a coin.

Clara: Doctor...?

The Doctor: You and me... together. Look how far I went, for fear of losing you. This has to stop. One of us has to go.

Clara: You really don't know which?

The Doctor: Let's find out. Let's do it like we've done everything else. Together.

Clara: How about we just don't? Why don't we just... fly away somewhere?

The Doctor: Oh, that'd be great, wouldn't it?

Clara: God, yeah.

The Doctor: Good luck, Clara.

Clara: Good luck, Doctor.

( Electronic beep )

Clara: So, what happens now?

The Doctor: I suppose, we just, erm... We just wait a minute, I suppose.

Clara: And one of us... One of us will... I don't think I could ever forget you.

The Doctor: Clara, I don't think you're ever going to have to.

Clara: No...

The Doctor: Run like hell!

Clara: What?

The Doctor: Run like hell, because you always need to. Laugh at everything, because it's always funny.

Clara: No. Stop it. You're saying goodbye. Don't say goodbye!

The Doctor: Never be cruel and never be cowardly. And if you ever are, always make amends.

Clara: Stop it! Stop! Stop it!

The Doctor: Never eat pears. They're too squishy and they always make your chin wet. That one's quite important. Write it down.

Clara: I didn't mean to do this. I'm sorry.

The Doctor: It's OK. It's OK. I went too far. I broke all my own rules. I became the Hybrid. This is right. I accept it.

Clara: I can't. There has to be something I can do.

The Doctor: Smile for me. Go on. Clara Oswald... one last time.

Clara: How could I smile?

The Doctor: It's OK. Don't you worry. I'll remember it.

( The Doctor collapses. )

[ EXT. Nevada Desert. Day ]

Man: Sir? Are you all right?

The Doctor: Where am I? How did I get here?

Man: Clara asked me to look after you. She said you might be a bit... upset.

The Doctor: Clara?

Man: Yeah. She was just here. I don't know where she went.

The Doctor: Clara? Clara who?

[ INT. Diner. Day ]

The Doctor: When something goes missing, you can always recreate it by the hole it left. I know her name was Clara. I know we travelled together. I know that there was an Ice Warrior on a submarine and a mummy on the Orient Express. I know we sat together in the Cloisters and she told me something very important, but I have no idea what she said. Or what she looked like. Or how she talked. Or laughed. There's nothing there. Just nothing.

Waitress: Are you looking for her?

The Doctor: I'm trying.

Waitress: She could be anyone, right? You don't know who you're looking for. I mean, she could be me, for all you know.

The Doctor: There's one thing I know about her. Just one thing. If I met her again, I would absolutely know. I think that we were here, you know? I think that we were here together once. I'm sure I'll remember. Over here. Stupid Doctor... Amy and Rory. It was Amy and Rory!

Waitress: What about your TARDIS, hey? Have you found that yet?

The Doctor: No. Somebody's moved it from London. Still looking. But this diner... it wasn't always here, was it? It used to be on the other side of the hill.

Waitress: Well, maybe someone will find your TARDIS for you.

( He strums a blues tune )

Waitress: What Clara told you in the Cloisters...

The Doctor: I don't remember a single thing about it.

Waitress: You said memories... become stories when we forget them. Maybe some of them become songs.

( He resumes strumming )

The Doctor: That would be nice.

Waitress: Yeah, it would be, wouldn't it?

( Clara the waitress walks out of a door and into the TARDIS. The TARDIS starts up and the diner dematerializes, leaving the Doctor standing in the Desert. We see an old TARDIS with grafitti. )

[ INT. TARDIS ]

Ashildr: I don't think I've got the Chameleon circuit working. The outer shell might be stuck as an American Diner.

Clara: Awesome.

Ashildr: Still no pulse?

Clara: Time isn't healing. I am still frozen.

Ashildr: You know what that means?

Clara: It means my death is a fixed event. The universe depends on it happening.

Ashildr: I'm sorry.

Clara: Why? Why does everybody think I am so scared? We all face the raven in the end. That is the deal. If I go back to Gallifrey, they can put me back, right? On Trap Street, the moment they took me out?

Ashildr: Of course.

Clara: Mind you... seeing as I'm not actually ageing, there's a tiny little bit of wiggle room, isn't there?

Ashildr: Wiggle room?

Clara: Wiggle room. Yeah, you know, wiggle room. We could, erm, you know, stop off on the way.

Ashildr: Where are we going?

Clara: Gallifrey. Like I said... Gallifrey. The long way round.

( TARDIS hums into life )

[ EXT. Desert. Outside the Doctor's TARDIS. Day ]

( The Doctor regards the TARDIS, which is painted with flowers and has a drawing of Clara on the door. )

[ INT. The Doctor's TARDIS ]

( The Doctor enters and there is electronic beeping. On a blackboard is written: "RUN YOU CLEVER BOY AND BE A DOCTOR". The Doctor dons his velvet jacket, scoops up his sonic and closes the TARDIS doors. )

( TARDIS whirs and dematerializes. )

[ Next time... ]

( Knocking )

The Doctor: Is there anything on my head?

Man: Er, well, yes.

The Doctor: Raver!

Deep male voice: Death initiating.

The Doctor: Stop holding my hand! People don't do that to me.

Man's head: Destroy them!

Woman (O.C.): Nobody move or the head gets it.

The Doctor: A sonic trowel... You realise how ridiculous that sounds?

Man: You planned to take my head.

Woman: It never crossed my mind.

Man (O.C.): Long live the king!

Woman: This is a serious mission. There is nothing to laugh about here.

The Doctor: We're being threatened by a bag!

Man: Give us the treasure!

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The Doctor
Peter Capaldi

The President
Donald Sumpter

The General
Ken Bones

Female General
T'Nia Miller

Gastron
Malachi Kirby

Ohila
Clare Higgins

The Woman
Linda Broughton

Plump Man
Martin T Sherman

Writer
Steven Moffat

Director
Rachel Talalay

Producer
Peter Bennett

Executive Producer
Steven Moffat

Executive Producer
Brian Minchin
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