03x09 - Family Blood

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Recap of 308 "Human Nature".

OPENING CREDITS

JENNY: Make you decision, Mr Smith.

Latimer reaches into his jacket pocket and slowly pulls out the watch.

BAINES: Perhaps if that human heart breaks, the Time Lord will emerge.

Latimer opens the watch.

WATCH (hushed): Time Lord...

BAINES: It's him!

Using the distraction, Martha turns the tables on Jenny, holding a g*n to her.

MARTHA: One more move and I sh**t.

BAINES: Oh, the maid is full of fire!

MARTHA: And you can shut up!

Fires the g*n into the ceiling.

CLARK: Careful, Son of Mine. This is all for you so that you can live forever.

BAINES: sh**t you down!

MARTHA: Try it. We'll die together.

BAINES: Would you really pull the trigger? Looks too scared.

MARTHA: Scared and holding a g*n. It's a good combination. You wanna risk it?

Baines looks at the the Doctor, who is completely out of his depth, before lowering the g*n. Joan goes to stand beside the Doctor.

MARTHA: Doctor, get everyone out. There's a door at the side. It's over there. Go on!

The Doctor stands indecisive.

MARTHA: Do it, Mr Smith. I mean you!

JOAN: Do what she said. Everybody out now. (Begins to usher everyone out). Don't argue, Mr Jackson. They're mad. That's all we need to know. Susan, Miss Cooper, outside, all of you!

The villagers exit the hall through the front door, screaming.

THE DOCTOR (to Latimer): Move yourself, boy. Back to the school, quickly.

MARTHA: And you. Go on. Just shift.

THE DOCTOR: What about you?

MARTHA: Mr Smith, I think you should escort your lady friend to safety, don't you?

The Doctor looks to the door, to Martha, back to the door then Martha again before running out. The Doctor arrives outside and begins directing those outside.

THE DOCTOR: Mr Hicks, go to the village. Get everyone out. Latimer, get back to the school. Tell the headmaster...

LATIMER: Don't touch me! You're as bad as them!

Runs off. Martha pushes Jenny away and holds the g*n with both hands.

MARTHA: Don't try anything. I'm warning you, or sonny boy gets it.

BAINES: She's almost brave, this one.

The Family slowly advances.

JENNY: I should have taken her form. Much more fun. So much spirit.

MARTHA (backs away): What happened to Jenny? Is she gone?

JENNY: She is consumed. Her body's mine.

MARTHA: You mean she's dead.

JENNY: Yes. And she went with precious little dignity. All that... aah... screaming.

A scarecrow grabs Martha from behind.

BAINES: Get the g*n!

Martha ducks under the scarecrow's arm and runs outside.

BAINES: Good work, soldier.

Martha runs out the door of the hall and sees the Doctor and Joan still there.

MARTHA: Don't just stand there, move! God, you're rubbish as a human! Come on!

Martha runs and the Doctor takes Joan's hand and they follow. Latimer runs along a road through the woods towards the school and in the distance hears the villagers screaming. Outside the village hall, Baines fires at the villagers as they run away.

BAINES: Run! Ah, this is super. We've been in hiding too long. This is sport.

JENNY: I can smell the schoolteacher. He's gone back to his academy.

BAINES: And what do we know about her?

Jenny's body glows green.

JENNY: This body has traces of memory, was once her friend. Martha would go walking to the west. Husband of Mine, follow the maid's scent. Go to the west. Find out what she was keeping secret.

CLARKE: Soldiers!

Clarke leaves followed by some of the scarecrows.

BAINES: As for you, Mother of Mine, let's go to school.

The Doctor, Martha and Joan arrive breathless at the school. The Doctor closes the heavy wooden main door behind them. Once inside the school's front hall, he immediately begins ringing a bell.

MARTHA: What're you doing?

THE DOCTOR: Maybe one man can't fight them, but this school teaches us to stand together. Take arms! Take arms!

MARTHA: You can't do that!

THE DOCTOR: You want me to fight, don't you? Take arms! Take arms!

Boys begin rushing down the stairs, including Hutchinson.

HUTCHINSON: I say sir, what's the matter?

THE DOCTOR: Enemy at the door, Hutchinson. Enemy at the door. Take arms!

Baines, Jenny and Lucy approach the school with a few scarecrows in attendance.

BAINES: They're sounding the alarms.

JENNY: I wouldn't be so pleased, Son of Mine. These bodies are silly and hot. They can damage and die. That's why we need the Time Lord.

BAINES: Indeed. They will have g*ns. Perhaps a little caution. Sister of Mine, you're such a small little thing. Find a way in and spy on them.

Lucy skips away down a path. Inside the school, the boys are loading machine g*ns and other weapons.

MARTHA: You can't do this, Doctor. Mr Smith!

THE DOCTOR (to the boys): Maintain position over the stable yard.

MARTHA: They're just boys! You can't ask them to fight!

THE DOCTOR: Faster now! That's it.

MARTHA: They don't stand a chance!

THE DOCTOR: They're cadets, Miss Jones. They are trained to defend the King and all his properties.

The Headmaster enters the room.

HEADMASTER: What in thunder's name is this? Before I devise an excellent and endless series of punishments for each and every one of you, could someone explain very simply and immediately exactly what is going on?

THE DOCTOR: Headmaster, I have to report the school is under att*ck.

HEADMASTER: Really? Is that so? Perhaps you and I should have a word in private.

THE DOCTOR: I promise you, sir. I was in the village with Matron. It's Baines, sir. Jeremy Baines and Mr Clarke from Oakham Farm. They've gone mad, sir. They've got g*ns. They've already m*rder*d people in the village. I saw it happen.

HEADMASTER: Matron, is that so?

JOAN: I'm afraid it's true, sir.

HEADMASTER: m*rder on our own soil?

JOAN: I saw it, yes.

HEADMASTER: Perhaps you did well then, Mr Smith. What makes you thing the danger's coming here?

THE DOCTOR: Well, sir, they said, um...

JOAN: Baines threatened Mr Smith, sir. Um, said he'd follow him. We don't know why.

HEADMASTER: Very well. You boys, remain on guard. Mr Snell, telephone the police. Mr Philips, with me. We shall investigate.

Martha stands in front of the Headmaster to stop him.

MARTHA: No, it's not safe out there.

HEADMASTER: Mr Smith, it seems your favourite servant is giving me advice. You will control her, sir.

Leaves.

MARTHA (sighs): I've gotta find that watch.

Martha heads out of the room and Joan follows. Running down the hallway, the pass Latimer who is hiding in a small alcove. The Doctor's voice is speaking from the watch.

WATCH: Hold me. Keep me safe. Keep me dark. Keep me closed. The time is not right.

Lucy enters the hallway from the other end.

WATCH: Not yet. Not while the Family is abroad. Danger!

The Headmaster and Mr Philips stride outside to confront Baines and Jenny.

HEADMASTER: So, Baines and one of the cleaning staff. There's always a woman involved. Am I to gather that some practical joke has got out of hand?

BAINES: Headmaster, sir. Good evening, sir. Come to give me a caning, sir? Would you like that, sir?

HEADMASTER: Keep a civil tongue, boy.

PHILIPS: Now, come now everyone. I suspect alcohol has played its part in this.

The Doctor watches from one of the windows.

PHILIPS: Let's all just calm down. And who are these friends of yours, Baines? In fancy dress.

BAINES: Do you like them, Mr Philips? I made them myself. (Walks to one of the scarecrows). I'm ever so good at science, sir. Look... (he pulls the arm off the scarecrow) molecular fringe animation fashioned in the shape of straw men. My own private army, sir. Ever so good, sir.

HEADMASTER: Baines, step apart from this company and come inside with me.

BAINES: No, sir. You, sir...You will send us Mr John Smith. That's all we want, sir, Mr John Smith and whatever he's done with his Time Lord consciousness. Then we'd be very happy to leave you alone.

HEADMASTER: You speak with someone else's voice, Baines. Who might that be?

BAINES: We are the Family of Blood.

HEADMASTER: Mr Smith said there had been deaths.

BAINES: Yes, sir! And they were good, sir!

HEADMASTER: Well, I warn you, the school is armed.

BAINES: All your little tin soldiers. But tell me, sir, will they thank you?

HEADMASTER: I don't understand.

BAINES: What do you know of history, sir? What do you know of next year?

HEADMASTER: You're not making sense, Baines.

BAINES: 1914, sir. Because the Family has travelled far and wide looking for Mr Smith and, oh, the things we have seen. w*r is coming. In foreign fields, w*r of the whole wide world, with all your boys falling down in the mud. Do you think they will thank the man who taught them it was glorious?

HEADMASTER: Don't you forget, boy, I've been a soldier. I was in South Africa, I used my dead mates as sandbags, I fought with the butt of my r*fle when the b*ll*ts ran out, and I would go back there tomorrow for King and Country!

BAINES: Et cetera, et cetera.

Turns and fires on Mr Philips, disintegrating him. In the window, the Doctor visibly gulps.

BAINES: Run along, headmaster. Run back to the school, and send us Mr Smith!

Jenny laughs as the Headmaster runs back inside. The Doctor leaves the window. Inside, the Doctor looks up when the Headmaster enters the room.

HEADMASTER: Mr Philips has been m*rder*d, Mr Smith. Can you tell me why?

THE DOCTOR: Honestly, sir, I have no idea. And the telephone line's been disconnected. We're on our own.

HEADMASTER: If we have to make a fight of it, then make a fight we shall. Hutchinson, we'll build a barricade within the courtyards, fortify the entrances, build our defences. Gentlemen, in the name of the King, we shall stand against them.

BOYS: Yes, sir!

The Headmaster walks out of the room and the boys file out to help with the defences.

BOY: Right. Get on. Let's get moving.

Three boys lower a wooden bar across the heavy main doors.

BOY 1: Hurry, get back.

BOY 2: Drop!

Inside, Hutchinson is delegating.

HUTCHINSON: Barricade the kitchens. Secure the passageway to the stables. (Spots Latimer and grabs him by the arm). You coward! You'll do your duty, Latimer, with the rest of us!

Outside, the teachers are directing the boys as they prepare for the att*ck.

HEADMASTER: Sandbags to the north and west.

THE DOCTOR: ... stables in case of...

HEADMASTER: Load the spare magazines with b*ll*ts.

HUTCHINSON: Quickly now! Take the magazine cut-off out!

Lucy is watching it all from a window.

BAINES: They've got an army. So do we. Soldiers. Soldiers!

The scarecrows come to life in the fields and begin to make for the school. Intercut are scenes with the boys at the school.

HEADMASTER: That's it. We need water for the Vickers g*n. See to it. Faster! All of you, faster!

THE DOCTOR: Lockley, when f*ring commences, you're in charge of the gallery.

HEADMASTER: Peterson, that is not acceptable. Report to your senior officer.

The scarecrows arrive en masse and stand behind Baines and Jenny.

BAINES: w*r comes to England, a year in advance.

LUCY (telepathically): Family of Mine, wait. Hold the soldiers back. The Time Lord is playing some sort of trick.

BAINES: Discover him, Sister of Mine.

Martha is searching "John Smith's office" with Joan.

MARTHA: I know it sounds mad, but when the Doctor became human, he took the alien part of himself and stored it inside the watch. It's not really a watch, it just looks like a watch.

JOAN: And alien means... not from abroad, I take it.

MARTHA: The man you call John Smith... he was born on another world.

JOAN: A different species.

MARTHA: Yeah.

JOAN: Then tell me, in this fairy tale... who are you?

MARTHA: Just a friend. I'm not... I mean you haven't got a rival, as much as I might... Just his friend.

JOAN: You're human I take it?

MARTHA: Human, don't worry, and more than that, I just don't follow him around. I'm training to be a doctor... not an alien doctor, a proper doctor, a doctor of medicine.

JOAN: Well that certainly is nonsense. Women might train to be doctors, but hardly a skivvy and hardly one of your colour.

MARTHA: Oh, d'you think? (Pauses, trying to figure out how to prove it). Bones of the hand. (Holds up left hand and points to each). Carpal bones, proximal row; scaphoid, lunate, triquetrum, pisiform. Distal row; trapezium, trapezoid, capitate, hamate. Then the metecarpal bones extending in three distinct phalanges; proximal, middle, distal.

JOAN: You read that in a book.

MARTHA (laughs): Yes, to pass my exams. Can't you see this is true?

JOAN: I must go.

Heads for the door.

MARTHA: If we find that watch we can stop them.

JOAN: Those boys are going to fight. I might not be a doctor, but I'm still their nurse. They need me.

Walks out leaving Martha alone.

CLARKE: Son of Mine, Wife of Mine?

BAINES (telepathically): Father of Mine, what have you found?

CLARKE: His TARDIS. The Doctor can't escape.

The Doctor walks into a room with two boys where Joan, now in uniform, is preparing for after the battle.

THE DOCTOR (to boys): You're with Armitage and Thwaites. They know the drill. (Goes to Joan). Joan, it's not safe.

JOAN: I'm doing my duty, just as much as you. (Pause). Fine evening we've had together.

THE DOCTOR: Not quite as planned.

JOAN: Tell me about Nottingham.

THE DOCTOR: Sorry?

JOAN: That's where you were brought up. Tell me about it.

THE DOCTOR: Well, it lies on the River Leen, its southern boundary following the course of the River Trent which flows from Stoke to the Humber.

JOAN: That sounds like an encyclopaedia. Where did you live?

THE DOCTOR: Broadmoor Street, adjacent to Hotley Terrace in the district of Radford Parade.

JOAN: But more that facts. When you were a child, where did you play? All those secret little places... dens and hideaways that only a child knows? Tell me, John. Please tell me.

THE DOCTOR: How can you think that I'm not real? When I kissed you, was that a lie?

JOAN: No, it wasn't. No.

THE DOCTOR: But this Doctor sounds like some... some romantic lost prince. Would you rather that? Am I not enough?

JOAN: No, that's not true. Never.

THE DOCTOR: I've got to go.

JOAN: Martha was right about one thing, though. Those boys,k they're children. John Smith wouldn't want them to fight, never mind the Doctor. The John Smith I was getting to know, he knows it's wrong, doesn't he?

HEADMASTER (calling): Mr Smith, if you please!

THE DOCTOR: What choice do I have?

Kisses her then leaves. The teachers and the boys are in the courtyard making final preparations. Hutchinson and Latimer are teamed at a g*n.

HUTCHINSON: Get those bags piled up, filth. Gonna mean the difference between life and death for us.

LATIMER: Not for you and me.

HUTCHINSON: What are you babbling about?

LATIMER: We're going to battle together.

sh*t of Latimer and Hutchinson together in the trenches of WWI.

LATIMER: We fight alongside. I've seen it. Not here, not now.

HUTCHINSON: What's that supposed to mean?

LATIMER: It means you and I both survive this. And maybe... (reaches into his pocket and pulls out the watch) maybe I was given this watch so I could help. I'm sorry.

Runs off.

HUTCHINSON: Latimer, you filthy coward!

LATIMER: Oh yes, sir. Every time!

Martha is still searching. She screams in aggravation and throws papers into the air before running out of the room. Latimer is sitting alone in the hallway holding the watch in his hands.

LATIMER: What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?

WATCH: Beware...

LATIMER: Beware of what?

WATCH: Her.

Lucy is standing at the opposite end of the hall. Latimer stands to face her, hiding the watch. Lucy sniffs.

LATIMER: Keep away.

LUCY: Who are you?

LATIMER: I saw you at the dance. You were with that family. You're one of them.

LUCY: What are you hiding?

LATIMER: Nothing.

LUCY: What have you got there?

LATIMER: Nothing.

LUCY: Show me, little boy.

LATIMER: I reckon whatever you are, you're still in the shape of a girl. How strong is she, do you think? Does she really want to see this?

Latimer opens the watch in Lucy's direction, sharing some of the Doctor's memories, especially his confrontation with the Racnoss. Lucy runs off. Baines and Jenny have seen it all through their telepathic connection.

BAINES: Time Lord.

JENNY: Inside the device.

BAINES: Everything he is concealed away in the hands of a schoolboy. Now we know that's all we need to find the boy and the watch. What are we waiting for? att*ck!

The scarecrows begin to move forward. Inside the courtyard, the boys are at their g*ns watching the main doors.

HEADMASTER: Stand to!

The scarecrows pound on the door.

HEADMASTER: At post!

Everyone aims their g*ns, including the Doctor.

BOY: Enemy approaching, sir.

HEADMASTER: Steady! Find the biting point.

The wood bar across the gate cracks apart and the scarecrows enter.

HEADMASTER: Fire!

The boys fire and some of the scarecrows fall but other keep coming. The Doctor does not fire. Over the scenes of fighting, a boys' choir sings "He Who Would Valiant Be".

CHOIR: "Who so beset him round with dismal stories / Do but themselves confound, his strength the more is. / No foes shall stay his might; though he with giants fight, / He will make good his right to be a pilgrim".

HEADMASTER: Cease fire! (Walks to the bodies). They're straw. Like he said. Straw!

HUTCHINSON (to the Doctor): The no one's dead, sir? We k*lled no one?

Footsteps are heard and the Headmaster heads back behind the g*ns.

HEADMASTER: Stand to!

Martha and Joan watch from inside. Martha runs from the window as Lucy approaches.

HEADMASTER: You child, come out of the way. Come into the school. You don't know who's out there. It's the Cartwright girl, isn't it? Come here. Come to me.

MARTHA: Mr Rocastle, please. Don't go near her.

HEADMASTER: You were told to be quiet.

MARTHA: Listen to me, she's part of it! Matron, tell him.

JOAN: I think... I don't know. I think you should stay back, Headmaster.

MARTHA: Mr Smith.

THE DOCTOR: She was... she was with... with Baines in the village.

HEADMASTER: Mr Smith, I've seen many strange sights this night but there is no cause on God's earth that would allow me to see this child in the field of battle, sir. (To Lucy): Come with me.

LUCY: You're funny.

HEADMASTER: That's right. Now take my hand.

LUCY: So funny. (Reaches into her coat, pulls out a g*n and sh**t the Headmaster). Now who's going to sh**t me, any of you, really ?

THE DOCTOR (to boys): Put down your g*ns.

Lowers his own r*fle.

HUTCHINSON: But sir, the Headmaster...

THE DOCTOR: I'll not see this happen. Not anymore. You will retreat... in an orderly fashion back through the school. Hutchinson, lead the way.

HUTCHINSON: But sir...

THE DOCTOR: I said, lead the way.

Baines arrives.

BAINES: Go on, then, run!

Fires his g*n into the air. There is screaming and panic as the boys retreat.

MARTHA: Come on!

BAINES (to scarecrows): Reanimate!

The boys run back into the school chased by the scarecrows. Latimer runs upstairs. The Doctor, Martha and Joan take the boys out via the passage through the stables.

THE DOCTOR: Let's go! Quick as you can!

MARTHA: Don't go to the village! It's not safe!

THE DOCTOR: And you, ladies!

JOAN: Not until we get the boys out.

Inside the school, Baines and Jenny bring captured boys in front of Lucy.

JENNY: One of these boys has got the watch. This one?

LUCY: No.

BAINES: This one?

LUCY: No.

JENNY: This one?

LUCY: No.

The scarecrows bring Hutchinson forward.

HUTCHINSON: Let go! I said get off me!

Baines grabs him by the arm.

BAINES: Ah! This one... Is that him?

LUCY: No.

BAINES: Right. k*ll this lot.

Weapons are raised but up in the dorm room, Latimer opens the watch.

WATCH: Lord of Time...

The Family sense it.

BAINES (whispers): That's him.

JENNY: Upstairs!

The Family go upstairs followed by the scarecrows. Hutchinson and the others are left alone.

HUTCHINSON: Don't just stand there, outside! Come on!

They run out the door. Outside the stable, the Doctor pauses before heading back. Martha and Joan are there waiting.

THE DOCTOR: Now, I insist. The pair of you just go. If there are any more boys inside, I'll find them. (Opens the door to the passage and sees scarecrows. Slams it shut and locks it). I think... retreat.

The Doctor, Joan and Martha run. Latimer is running outside. The Family arrive in the room to find it empty. They leave. The Doctor, Martha and Joan are in the woods near the school and hear Clarke.

CLARKE (sing-song): Doctor! Doctor!

Martha, Joan and teh Doctor stop and look. Clarke is standing in front of the TARDIS.

CLARKE: Come back, Doctor. Come home. Come and claim your prize.

BAINES: Out you come, Doctor! There's a good boy. Come to the Family.

JENNY: Time to end it now!

MARTHA (softly): You recognise it, don't you?

JENNY: Come out, Doctor! Come to us!

THE DOCTOR: I've never seen it in my life.

MARTHA: Do you remember its name?

JOAN: I'm sorry, John, but you wrote about it. The blue box. You dreamt of a blue box.

THE DOCTOR (voice breaking): I'm not... I'm John Smith. That's all I want to be. John Smith, with his life... and his job... and his love. Why can't I be John Smith? Isn't he a good man?

JOAN: Yes. Yes, he is.

THE DOCTOR: Why can't I stay?

MARTHA: But we need the Doctor.

THE DOCTOR: So what am I then, nothing? I'm just a story.

The Doctor runs off and Joan goes after him. Martha follows after a pause.

BAINES: One more phase and we won't have to hunt. The Doctor, Mr Smith, the boy, the watch, they will come to us. Soldiers! Guard this thing!

The Family leaves. The Doctor, Martha and Joan are rushing down a country road. They stop to get their bearings.

JOAN: This way. I think I know somewhere we can hide.

THE DOCTOR: We've got to keep going.

JOAN: Just listen to me for once, John. Follow me.

Martha looks between them before following Joan. The Doctor follows after a pause. The Family are inside their ship.

BAINES: Fully armed and ready. Mother, Father and Sister of Mine, prepare the armaments. I doubt that England is ready for this ! Fix targets and counting down.

Joan, Martha and the Doctor arrive at a dark house.

JOAN (breathing heavily): Here we are. It should be empty. Oh, it's a long time since I've run that far.

MARTHA: But who lives here?

JOAN: If I'm right, no one.

They walk slowly to the front door and Joan enters first. It is a simple cottage kitchen with tea set on the table.

JOAN: Hello? No one home. We should be safe here.

MARTHA: Whose house is it, though?

JOAN: Um, the Cartwrights. That little girl at the school... she's Lucy Cartwright, or she's taken Lucy Cartwright's form. If she came home this afternoon and if the parents tried to stop their little girl, then they were vanished. (Puts her hand on the teapot on the table). Stone cold. How easily I accept these ideas.

The Doctor sits on one of the chairs at the table and looks as if he's carrying the weight of the world.

THE DOCTOR: I must go to them before anyone else dies.

JOAN: You can't. (Sits beside him). Martha, there must be something we can do.

MARTHA (shakes head): Not without the watch.

THE DOCTOR: You're this Doctor's companion! Can't you help? What exactly do you do for him? Why does he need you?

MARTHA: Because he's lonely.

THE DOCTOR: And that's what you want me to become.

There's a knock on the door and they all turn to face it.

JOAN: What if it's them?

MARTHA: I'm not an expert, but I don't think scarecrows knock.

Martha walks to the door and opens it to reveal Latimer.

LATIMER: I brought you this.

Holds out watch.

WATCH (whispers): Martha.

Inside, Martha holds out the watch in her palm in front of the Doctor.

MARTHA: Hold it.

THE DOCTOR: I won't.

MARTHA: Please, just hold it.

LATIMER: It told me to find you. It wants to be held.

JOAN: You've had this watch all this time? Why didn't you return it?

LATIMER: Because it was waiting. And because I was scared of the Doctor.

JOAN: Why?

LATIMER: Because... I've seen him. He's... like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night and the storm in the heart of the sun.

THE DOCTOR: Stop it.

LATIMER: He's ancient and forever. He burns at the centre of time and he can see the turn of the universe.

THE DOCTOR: Stop! I said stop it.

LATIMER: And he's wonderful.

Joan reaches into her coat pocket and pulls out the journal.

JOAN: I've still got this. The journal.

THE DOCTOR: Those are just stories.

JOAN: Now we know that's not true. Perhaps there's something in here.

There is an expl*si*n outside and they all gasp.

MARTHA: What the hell?

They all look out the window to see what could pass for meteorites falling to the ground.

BAINES: This'll flush him out! This'll do it! Super, super fun.

JOAN: They're destroying the village.

THE DOCTOR (softly): Watch.

Picks it up.

JOAN: John, don't.

WATCH: Come closer.

LATIMER: Can you hear it?

WATCH: Closer. Closer.

THE DOCTOR: I think he's asleep. Waiting to awaken.

LATIMER: Why did he speak to me?

THE DOCTOR (normal voice): Oh, low-level telepathic field. You were born with it. Just an extra synaptic engram causing... (Stops and inhales deeply). Is that how he talks?

MARTHA (excited): That's him! All you have to do is open it and he's back.

THE DOCTOR: You knew this all along and yet you watched while Nurse Redfern and I...

MARTHA (comes forward): I didn't know how to stop you! He gave me a list of things to watch out for but that wasn't included.

Joan scans the journal.

THE DOCTOR: Falling in love? That didn't even occur to him?

MARTHA: No.

THE DOCTOR: Then what sort of man is that? And now you expect me to die?

Explosions continue outside.

MARTHA: It was always going to end, though! The Doctor said the Family's got a limited lifespan. That's why they need to consume a Time Lord. Otherwise, three months and they die. Like mayflies, he said.

THE DOCTOR: So your job was to execute me.

MARTHA: People are dying out there! They need him and I need him. 'Cause you've got no idea of what he's like. I've only just met him. It wasn't even that long ago, but he is everything... he's just everything to me and he doesn't even look at me, but I don't care... 'cause I love him to bits. And I hope to God he won't remember me saying this.

The house rocks with the explosions.

LATIMER: It's getting closer.

THE DOCTOR: I should have thought of it before... I can give them this. Just the watch. Then they can leave and I can stay as I am!

MARTHA: You can't do that!

THE DOCTOR: If they want the Doctor, they can have him.

MARTHA: He'll never let you do it.

THE DOCTOR: If they get what they want, then... then...

JOAN: Then it all ends in destruction. I never read to the end but those creatures would live forever to breed and conquer. w*r across the stars... for every child.

The Doctor is on the verge of tears.

JOAN: Martha, Timothy, would you leave us alone, please?

The Doctor sobs as Martha and Latimer leave. Once they're gone, the Doctor breaks down and Joan hugs him. The Family keeps f*ring on the village. Martha and Latimer sit on a bench outside the house. Martha pulls Latimer into her arms and just holds him tight. Back inside the house, the Doctor and Joan are sitting side by side, the Doctor holding the watch in one hand, staring at it.

JOAN: If I could do this instead of you, then I would. I'd hoped... but my hopes aren't important.

The Doctor turns to look at her.

THE DOCTOR: He won't love you.

JOAN: If he's not you, then I don't want him to. I had one husband, and he d*ed... I never thought... ever again. And then you... you were so...

THE DOCTOR: It was real. I wasn't... I really thought...

JOAN: Let me see. (Takes the watch). Blasted thing. (Turns it over with her fingers). Blasted, blasted thing. Can't even hear it. It's nothing to me.

The Doctor reaches out and holds Joan's hand, the watch touching both of them. The Doctor gasps and experiences visions of what his life could be with Joan: their wedding, the birth of their first child, walking in the park with Joan and their three children, and finally his peaceful death in bed.

ALTERNATE DOCTOR: They're all safe, aren't they? The children... the grandchildren... everyone's safe?

ALTERNATE JOAN: Everyone's safe. They all send their love, John.

ALTERNATE DOCTOR: It's done. Thank you.

Closes his eyes and dies.

THE DOCTOR (to Joan): Did you see?

JOAN: The Time Lord has such adventures but he could never have a life like that.

THE DOCTOR: And yet I could!

Looks at the watch once again.

JOAN: What are you going to do?

The Doctor turns to Joan, breathing heavily, but does not answer.

BAINES: We'll blast them into dust, fuse the dust into glass, then shatter them all over again!

There is a slight metal twang and the Family turns as one to see the Doctor enter the ship.

THE DOCTOR: Just... (He gives a clumsy lurch and leans against the side of the ship, hitting a few buttons). Just stop the bombardment. That's all I'm asking. I'll do anything you want, just stop.

BAINES : l Say please.

THE DOCTOR: Please.

After a slight pause, Jenny turns a switch and there is a hiss as the ship responds.

JENNY: Wait a minute. (Inhales deeply). Still human.

THE DOCTOR: Now I can't... I can't pretend to understand, not for a second, but I want you to know that I'm innocent in all this. He made me John Smith. It's not like I had any control over it.

Fumbles with more buttons.

JENNY: He didn't just make himself human, he made himself an idiot.

BAINES: Same thing, isn't it?

THE DOCTOR: I don't care about this Doctor and your family, I just want you to go. So, I've made my choice. (Holds out watch). You can have him. Just take it, please! Take him away.

BAINES: At last. (Takes the watch. As he gazes at it, he reaches out with his other hand and grabs the Doctor by the lapels). Don't think that saved your life.

Baines pushes the Doctor away and, as he falls, the Doctor hits more buttons.

BAINES: Family of Mine, now we shall have the lives of a Time Lord.

Opens the watch. The Family all breathe deep.

BAINES: It's empty!

Turns on the Doctor.

THE DOCTOR: Well, where's it gone?

BAINES: You tell me.

Baines throws the watch and the Doctor catches it one-handed.

THE DOCTOR (normal voice): Oh, I think the explanation might be you've been fooled by a simple olfactory misdirection... little bit like ventriloquism of the nose. It's an elementary trick in certain parts of the galaxy. But it has got to be said... (puts on glasses) I don't like the looks of that hydroconometre. It seems to be indicating you've got energy feedback all the way through the retrostabilisers feeding back into the primary heat converter... ah (hisses through teeth) 'Cause if there's one thing you shouldn't have done, you shouldn't have let me press all those buttons. But, in fairness, I will give you one word of advice.. Run.

Runs out of the ship.

BAINES: Get out! Get out!

The Family runs out of the ship and across the field behind the Doctor before the ship explodes, throwing them to the ground. The Family look up to see the Doctor standing over them.

BAINES (voice-over): He never raised his voice. That was the worst thing. The fury of the Time Lord. And then we discovered why. Why this Doctor, who had fought with gods and demons, why he'd run away from us and hidden, he was being kind.

sh*t of Clarke screaming, bound in thick metal chains. The Doctor is standing behind him, unmoved.

BAINES (voice-over): He wrapped my father in unbreakable chains, forged in the heart of a dwarf star.

Jenny, the TARDIS doors open behind her, is being pulled backwards out of the ship.

BAINES (voice-over): He tricked my mother into the event horizon of a collapsing galaxy to be imprisoned there... forever.

The Doctor watches coldly, no emotion on his face.

BAINES (voice-over): He still visits my little sister once a year every year.

The Doctor looks into an ornate mirror where a door is cracked open and Lucy peers out.

BAINES (voice-over) : I wonder if one day he might forgive her, but there she is... can you see? He trapped her inside a mirror, every mirror. If ever you look at your reflection and see something move behind you, just for a second, that's her. That's always her.

Baines is dressed as a scarecrow out in a field.

BAINES (voice-over): As for me, I was suspended in time. And the Doctor put me to work...

The Doctor places the hood over his head.

BAINES (voice-over): ... standing over the fields of England... as their protector.

The Doctor walks away.

BAINES (voice-over): We wanted to live forever, so the Doctor made sure that we did.

The Doctor returns to the Cartwright's house in his regular gear. Joan is there, waiting.

JOAN (looks out window): Is it done?

THE DOCTOR: It's done.

JOAN: Police and the arm are at the school. The parents have come to take the boys home. I should go. They'll have so many questions. I'm not sure what to say. (turns around). Oh, you look the same. Goodness, you must forgive my rudeness. I... find it difficult to look at you. Doctor, must call you Doctor. Where is he? John Smith?

THE DOCTOR: He's in here somewhere.

JOAN: Like a story. Could you change back?

THE DOCTOR: Yes.

JOAN: Will you?

THE DOCTOR: No.

JOAN: I see. Well then. He was braver that you, in the end. That ordinary man. You chose to change. He chose to die.

THE DOCTOR: Come with me.

JOAN: I'm sorry?

THE DOCTOR: Travel with me.

JOAN: As what?

THE DOCTOR: My companion.

JOAN: But that's not fair. What must I look like to you, Doctor? I must seem so very small.

THE DOCTOR: No. We could start again. I'd like that, you and me. We could try, at least. Because everything that John Smith is and was, I'm capable of that, too.

JOAN: I can't.

THE DOCTOR: Please come with me.

JOAN: I can't.

THE DOCTOR: Why not?

JOAN: John Smith is dead and you look like him.

THE DOCTOR: But he's here. (Walks to Joan). Inside. If you look in my eyes.

JOAN: Answer me this, just one question. That's all. If the Doctor had never visited us, if he'd never chosen this place on a whim... would anyone here have d*ed? (The Doctor doesn't answer). You can go.

The Doctor leaves and Joan slowly walks to the table, picks up the journal and holds it to her, crying. Martha is waiting by the TARDIS in a field and watches as the Doctor approaches.

THE DOCTOR: All right. Molto bene!

MARTHA: How was she?

THE DOCTOR: Time we moved on.

MARTHA: If you want, I could go and...

THE DOCTOR: Time we moved on.

MARTHA: I meant to say back there, last night... I would have said anything to get you to change.

THE DOCTOR: Oh yeah, of course you would. Yeah.

MARTHA: I mean, I wasn't really...

THE DOCTOR: Oh, no, no.

MARTHA: Good.

THE DOCTOR: Fine.

MARTHA: So here we are then.

THE DOCTOR: There we are, yes.

Martha nods.

THE DOCTOR: And I never said thanks for lookin' after me.

Wraps Martha in a big hug.

LATIMER: Doctor, Martha.

THE DOCTOR: Tim-Timothy-Timber.

LATIMER: I just wanted to say good-bye. And thank you, because I've seen the future and I now know what must be done. It's coming, isn't it? The biggest w*r ever.

MARTHA: You don't have to fight.

LATIMER: I think we do.

MARTHA: But you could get hurt.

LATIMER: Well, so could you, travelling around with him, but it's not going to stop you.

THE DOCTOR: Tim, I'd be honoured if you'd take this.

Gives him the watch.

LATIMER: I can't hear anything.

THE DOCTOR: No, it's just a watch now. But keep it with you. For good luck.

MARTHA (hugs Latimer): Look after yourself.

Kisses him on the cheek before going into the TARDIS.

THE DOCTOR: You'll like this bit.

Goes inside and the TARDIS dematerialises. Latimer smiles and walks away.

World w*r I in the trenches and men are struggling through the mud. A b*mb whistles.

MAN: Incoming!

THE DOCTOR (voice-over): In June 1914, an archduke of Austria was sh*t by a Serbian and this then led, through nations having treaties with other nations, like a line of dominoes falling, to some boys from England walking together through France on a terrible day...

LATIMER (opens the watch): One minute past the hour. It's now. Hutchinson, this is the time, it's now.

Looks up. We hear the whistle of a b*mb.

LATIMER: To the right! To the right!

Latimer and Hutchinson jump into a muddy ditch as the b*mb falls where they once stood.

LATIMER (smiles): We made it. (softer). Thank you, Doctor. Come along, chap.

HUTCHINSON: Leave me. I'm not gonna make it.

LATIMER: Oh yes you are. Didn't I promise you, all those years ago? Now, come on, and that's an order!

Latimer and Hutchinson slog across the muddy b*ttlefield.

Years later a Remembrance Sunday service is being held. An older man sits in a wheelchair, others standing behind him. A female vicar is reading "For the Fallen" by Laurence Binyon.

VICAR: "... They mingle not with laughing comrades again, / They sit no more at familiar tables of home, / They have no lot in our labour of the day-time, / They sleep beyond England's foam. / They went with songs to the battle,"

(A close-up on the old man shows a number of medals. In his hands, he holds a watch. It's Latimer).

VICAR: "... they were young, / Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow. / They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,"

Latimer's head turns and he sees Martha attaching a poppy to the Doctor's lapel. Latimer smiles.

VICAR : "... They fell with their faces to the foe. / They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old, / Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. / At the going down of the sun and in the morning. / We will remember them".

sh*t of the watch in Latimer's gloved hand.

END