What in the name of the saints... ?
- The Flux.
- What's the Flux?
This is Serving Commander
Inston-Vee Vinder leaving his post.
BEL: We're comin', Vinder.
Me and your beautiful,
as yet unborn, child.
- I'm Claire.
- Have we met?
Not yet. But we will. In the past.
DOCTOR: We're in the heart
of the time storm.
MOURI: Time is playing games
with you all.
How did you get in here?
Doctor!
The Angel has the TARDIS.
(EERIE SOUNDSCAPE)
Can you tell me today's date, please?
WOMAN: November st.
MAN: And the year?
.
There it goes again.
(BELL TOLLS)
Hah.
Can you state your name, please?
Claire Brown.
MAN: (SHOUTS) Peggy!
Peggy!
(MUTTERS) Oh, ridiculous child!
Peggy!
And your date of birth?
- Oh, you know this already.
- Now...
Control questions only.
- Date of birth.
- th of May, .
Beg pardon?
- Peggy!
- Peggy!
- Peggy!
- Peggy!
Peggy!
I said, th of May, .
Oh, apologies.
Word of advice, Miss Brown.
Never get old, not even slightly.
Thank goodness for
mechanical recordings.
(MACHINE SCRATCHES)
There it goes again!
Twice! For no reason.
It is empirically, factually,
November the st, .
And you clearly know your own birthday.
Yet the machine would suggest
you believe neither statement.
Problematic, when you need
a control reference. A baseline.
Precisely.
(CHUCKLING) Oh, yeah.
I forgot. You're very with it.
(WHISPERS) It's happening.
- (MACHINE SCRATCHES)
- (CLAIRE PANTS)
(GASPS)
The percipient exhibits immediate
and extreme physical distress,
almost as if she's
physically experiencing
the event she describes.
Theta waves suggest a sleep state,
yet she remains extraordinarily alert.
(GASPS)
Mydriasis of the pupils
and, yet, no discernible trigger.
- Help me!
- Yes, of course, my dear.
All in good time.
(ALTERED VOICE)
There is no time. Not anymore.
The end begins again now
and there will be no escape.
Not this time. Not for her.
Not for them. Not for you.
(GASPS)
(NORMAL VOICE) The Angel has the TARDIS.
(THEME MUSIC)
DOCTOR: The Angel has the controls.
We have to get out of here!
Both of you, keep your eyes
on the Angel. Don't blink.
If you blink, it could att*ck,
and displace us all in time.
Incredibly dangerous in a moving TARDIS.
- How long for?
- Until I say.
I've got really dry eyes.
What are they?
Two things that should never
be put together.
Or three things, if you include me.
You're gonna put them together,
aren't you?
Yep. Reboot the TARDIS.
Dimensional compression
should eject quantum life forms.
But the TARDIS is broken
and time's out of sync,
so how can you be sure it's gonna work?
It does have an element of risk.
- How big an element?
- Well, yeah, pretty big.
I mean, the only element, really.
See? It's cottoned on.
Not happy with it.
Now, when I say, "Blink", blink.
You said, "Don't blink"!
I'm updating the advice!
But we need it to be
as close as possible.
Blink!
Aaah!
- Ah!
- YAZ: It worked.
Of course it worked!
The only problem is
it will take a very long time
for the TARDIS to reboot
to operational status again.
And the other only problem
is we don't know where we are,
or even if we are.
And the third only problem
is even if we are somewhere,
what if it's where the Angel
wanted us to be in the first place
when it h*jacked the TARDIS?
At least we're alive. Thanks for that.
Oh. You're welcome.
Shall we have a nosey outside?
Hello?
- Hello?
- (DOOR OPENS)
Yes?
- Jiminy Crickets!
- Gerald, language!
Were you in there all the time?
Rapid response unit. How can we help?
Uh-huh. Coastal. Devon?
Say, ...
(SNIFFS)
... .
Madam, what are you doing?
It's , as you must well know.
You've had that coat a while, then.
Wait, why were you calling the police?
- (BLEEP!)
- Ah! Ahh!
Hot! Hot! Hot!
Hot. Hot.
- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
- What... is coming... from over there?
Uh, my colleagues will assist you.
Assist them, while I...
- Don't wander off.
- Says you, wandering off.
Are you in charge?
- Uh...
- It's a very flat team structure.
Tell us everything.
We're missing a little girl.
years old. Very responsible.
Most unlike her to go off.
Name of Peggy.
Mrs. Hayward?
Mrs. Hayward?
I know this was you.
I know every house
has received one today.
You're deliberately scaring people.
And you're deliberately ignoring me.
Have you counted the stones?
I don't subscribe to
superstitious folklore.
I know there are
exactly gravestones here.
Count them.
And if there are more,
maybe you'll do what I told you.
- WOMAN: Peggy?
- MAN: Peggy?
MEN: Peggy?! Peggy!
It's happening again.
SEARCHERS: (NEARBY) Peggy?! Peggy?!
Peggy?! Peggy?! Peggy?!
Here you are.
Tea, with honey from my own bees.
- It's nature's own shock remedy.
- Thank you.
What did I say?
Well, I... I've got it all recorded.
- It was a little alarming.
- (RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)
(SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
Not as alarming as the readings
that have set my sonic off.
Who are you?!
You can call me the Doctor.
The Institute of Psychic Investigation?
Looks like it. Interesting.
- How did you get in here?!
- Your door was open.
It most certainly was not!
Well, it was once I opened it,
but let's not get bogged down
in the order of things.
Not when we get onto whatever
experiments you're doing down here,
Mr...
Professor Jericho. Eustacius Jericho.
- Eustacius?!
- Yes.
Oh! Wish I had that in Scrabble.
on a triple word score!
Ah. I wouldn't be allowed it.
Proper noun.
Not unless you play George Eliot's
rules. She allows them.
Nice to meet you,
Professor Eustacius Jericho.
Nice house, too.
And with apologies to your subject...
- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
- Oh.
Hello. Again.
Oh...
- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
- (GROANS)
Oh!
I thought it was the experiments
the sonic was reacting to,
but it's actually you.
Claire, right? How are you here?!
I'm feeling sick again, Professor.
Please! You are disrupting
my percipient.
Madam, explain yourself!
You break into my house,
you disrupt my experiments...
Where did you get this?
Uh, Miss Brown sketches
what she calls her premonitions.
(GASPS)
Oh!
What are you doing?!
(GRUNTS)
Trying to keep you safe. Stay here.
(WATER DRIPS)
(TAP SQUEAKS, WATER RUNS)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC)
, ...
- (OWL HOOTS)
- ... , ,
... .
...
(SCREECHING)
YAZ: Have you assigned
specific areas to specific groups?
And have you got an agreed time
to report back?
GERALD: People are just out, looking.
What about favourite places
she goes to or plays in?
Are you prioritising those?
I don't need lecturing.
But... if you're so set on it,
yes, I suppose...
... that field and the adjacent one.
You're very welcome to them.
And you can use that to alert me,
should you find her.
This is your daughter?
My great-niece.
She's been in our care
since her parents d*ed.
Anything else we might
need to know about her?
Why would you need to know anything?
If we find her, we might
want to talk to her,
so any information on what she's like
or that might make her feel safe,
that would be helpful.
She's a -year-old girl.
How much is there to know?!
Gerald? Gerald? Come on!
All right, Jean.
DAN: Maybe she's not missing.
Maybe she just ran to get away from him.
- Yeah.
- It's no coincidence, is it?
We got put here by a mad statue,
Doctor's on the trail
of something glowing,
kid goes missing.
I doubt it.
What's the matter?
Was that scarecrow there a minute ago?
Keep your eyes on it.
Don't blink.
Walk backwards. Keep your eyes on it.
Yeah. Easy.
Oh...
Don't blink.
Who's blinking?
We've got our torches.
Did it just k*ll our torches?
Keep your eyes on it.
We've still got the moonlight.
(GASPS)
- What are you doing?!
- Changing the batteries.
BEL: Oh. My universe.
Look at what you've been through.
Space is empty now.
I mean... duh. Obviously,
it was empty before.
But since the Flux,
there's so much more... space.
And so much less...
... everything else,
which, when you're trying to
find someone, makes things tricky.
Remember our honeymoon plans?
rotations
in the Floating Canals of Pisano.
Then we got deployed, separately.
So, instead, we had that one night
in a cubicle hotel opposite the Academy.
I mean, don't get me wrong,
that was more than a good night.
But I regret to inform you
we may have missed
our moment with Pisano.
Just got here?
Oh! Uh...
I was more hoping for "Hello".
Didn't hear you approach.
It's all right, yeah. It's not
the worst reaction I've had.
Everyone's... jumpy here.
Uh, I saw you come in.
Uh... that's a Lupari craft, right?
Yeah, 'cause you're
pretty... non-Lupari.
- (CHUCKLES)
- Borrowed.
Yeah... Oh, no! No judgement.
Everyone's borrowed
everything to get here.
Um, welcome to Pisano.
What's left of it.
Oh, the canals are gone, I'm afraid.
Uh, I'm Namaca... Ost Parvis Po.
Bel.
Nice. Yeah, sure. Better. Easier.
No need to ask why you're here.
It's the only planetary remains
left in the quadrant.
Quarter of a sun, third of a moon...
... half a planet.
Everyone comes here now.
Everyone who's... left.
That's what I'm hopin'.
Have you seen this guy?
No. Um...
Brother?
Life partner.
Okay.
Uh, no, sorry.
Um... uh, he might be at
the next coalescence.
Uh, unless he went already.
- The next what?
- Oh, there's this person
who's made it their mission to help us.
You know, get us to safety.
Oh, there'll be one later.
You... you want to come?
(WIND HOWLS)
(GLASS CRUNCHES)
- (GASPS)
- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
(BEEPING)
JERICHO: Broken glass everywhere!
What is that device you're using?
Did I not tell you to stay downstairs?!
This is my house!
Vandalism!
If I get my hands on the person
who threw this...
Jericho, wait!
(PANTS)
How did they get here?
Back away slowly, into the house.
Keep your eyes on them. Don't look away.
And don't blink.
What are you talking about?!
Aaagh!
Whoa!
- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
- (LOCK CLICKS)
Why are they here?! Lock everything!
(LOUD BANGING)
(SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
They're at the windows.
(LOUD BANGING CONTINUES)
How are they moving?
They're just statues.
They're called Weeping Angels.
They move when unobserved.
Quantum beings.
If they touch you, they'll send
you back to the distant past
and feast on the quantum energy
of your unlived life.
- (LOUD BANGING CONTINUES)
- Oh, don't be ridiculous!
Professor, I am many things
but I'm not ridiculous.
If there's a back entrance
of this house, go and lock it now.
(LOUD BANGING AND RATTLING)
Oh, don't let them near you and
don't take your eyes off them. Go!
(LOUD BANGING AND RATTLING CONTINUES)
It's them, isn't it?
The Angels.
CLAIRE: Before that night I first
saw you, I had a premonition.
A succession of disconnected images.
A stone angel, you,
a blue box called a TARDIS
and a Liverpool Street.
Um, numbers, a year,
a voice telling me not to blink,
and the name of this village.
It didn't make any sense.
But then I saw you.
And afterwards, there was
an Angel on my street.
It followed me to my front door
and then I was in .
I've been in the ' s for two years.
An Angel att*cked you?
But why? What did it want with you?
(BANGING AND CLATTERING CONTINUES)
- Back door is locked.
- Good.
Have you got a television?
- Um... yes.
- Bring it out here.
(DOORBELL RINGS REPEATEDLY)
Are they really ringing the doorbell?
(DOORBELL CONTINUES RINGING)
It's a very nice-sounding
doorbell. Television!
(CRASHING, GLASS BREAKING)
I don't think the back door's as secure
as the Professor would have hoped.
Do you not think evacuation
might not be the order of the day?
How can we evacuate
when we're surrounded?
Exactly.
The building's surrounded and there's
more of them than there are of us.
At least, inside,
we have a defendable position.
The basement's securable,
right, Professor?
- Oh, yes.
- Take the television down there.
Quick smart. Follow him, Claire.
(BANGING CONTINUES)
I said go!
There's something else, Doctor.
- I googled the name of this village.
- (DOORBELL RINGS)
After I had my first premonition.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Everyone in the village disappears
on the st of November, .
- (BANGING CONTINUES)
- Tonight.
Whatever happens leaves no trace.
The army move in and turn it into
a locked encampment.
Yeah, well, time isn't always fixed.
No, no, listen to me.
It wasn't the first time.
It also happened in .
Everyone in the village vanished.
(BANGING, RATTLING, DOORBELL RINGS)
Get down to the basement now.
I'll be right behind you.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
(GASPS)
(SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
(DAN GASPS)
When do you think it is?
Don't know.
I mean, at least there's houses.
Could have been the dinosaurs.
Yeah, but there's no people.
First things first.
We're still looking for a missing girl.
And it's a strong possibility
that the Angel sent her
back in time, too,
so... she'll be worried.
(NEEDLE ON RECORD HISSES AND CLICKS)
Should we have a nose?
(NEEDLE ON RECORD HISSES AND CLICKS)
Cold.
Early part of the th century?
What, so, years
before you and I are alive?
Yeah.
Well, like you say...
... no dinosaurs.
Yaz?
How do we get back?
Are we stuck here?
Let's just focus on seeing
if there's anyone else around?
They're all gone.
Your name's not Peggy, is it?
How did you get here, Peggy?
What happened to all the people?
The Angels.
The Angels are here, too?
Are you scared they might come
and get you again?
Uh-uh.
Well, that's good.
Any reason why?
They promised they'd leave me alone now.
They talked to you?
They put thoughts in my head.
We're gonna get you back, Peggy.
You have to be careful.
You have to stay within the village.
You mustn't go beyond the sign.
Why's that?
(CROWS CAW)
It used to be further down the road.
It's got closer.
(CRACKING AND CRUMBLING)
They put two words in my head.
Quantum...
... extraction.
GERALD: She always goes missing.
Why is it my responsibility?
Is it my fault her parents d*ed?
Is it my fault she won't talk to me
or ever do as I tell her?
Well, the last one, Gerald, yes.
- I think it is.
- I beg your pardon.
Would it k*ll you to say
one pleasant thing to her?
What do you think gives you the right
to speak to me like that, Jean?
years of pain, Gerald.
Right. That's it.
I'm going home.
No. Be quiet. Gerald?
Jean, what has got into you?
Look.
(CRUMBLING)
(JEAN PANTS)
(CRUMBLING AND CRACKING CONTINUES)
Oh...
Oh, what's going on?!
I don't know, Jean.
But I don't like it.
Let's find those police...
What?!
How did that get there?
Must be some sort of prank.
Come on. Let's return it
to the churchyard.
We can't pick it up!
- Look at it!
- Somebody must have carried it here.
It can't be that heavy.
Aaagh! (ECHOES)
Gerald?
Oh...
(PANTS ANXIOUSLY)
Gerald?
(GASPS)
Oh... oh...
What is... happening here?
(JEAN'S SCREAM ECHOES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILD TO CRESCENDO)
(SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
Ah! Bit rudimentary, but it'll do.
(RUSTLING)
That's my hallway.
I'm gonna need you
to keep an eye on this picture.
It's risky, we've got limited
time and choices,
and we're gonna need to know
where they are.
W-Why risky?
That which holds the image
of an Angel can also be an Angel.
It'd take a lot of effort,
but if they really wanted to,
they can escape that screen.
What?!
Aaagh! See what I mean?
You have to keep your eyes on them.
Doctor? My drawing!
(GASPS)
Ahh! Do not take your eyes
off that screen, Jericho.
Claire, keep your eyes
on the sketch Angel.
(GASPS)
Brilliant. Made it worse. Uh...
(FIRE CRACKLES)
JERICHO: Oh, dear.
(PANTS)
Oh...
Where were we?
I may have to write all this down.
Once this is over, be my guest.
Well, why are they attacking
my house? What do they want?
I think... me.
Why would they want you, Claire?
Because I'm one of them.
Look.
JERICHO: Miss Brown!
This is impossible.
How long have you been like this?
Um, physically, just tonight.
But I hallucinated I had Angel wings
and there was dust coming out of my eye.
There's an Angel within me, Doctor.
I'm certain of it.
You're a percipient. A seer.
You had a premonition of an Angel
in your mind and now it's living there.
That which contains
the image of an Angel
is an Angel.
It's taken hold.
Oh, my...
But it keeps coming and going.
You're saying that because
she had a premonition, a vision,
it's taken psychic root within her,
a... a real, genuine
psychic manifestation?
Eustacius Jericho, proper scientist.
Under siege from the impossible,
doesn't even stop to be scared.
Just wants to understand
what's beyond his comprehension.
Oh, I've seen many things that are
beyond my comprehension, Doctor.
I was one of the first
British soldiers into Belsen
at the end of the w*r.
If you think a few stone statues
will destroy my equilibrium,
you are mistaken.
What do you need me to do?
We need a lot of eyes
on a lot of Weeping Angels.
Claire, I need to look inside your mind.
If there's an Angel in there,
I need to get it out.
Will you give me permission
to enter your mind?
Will it hurt?
I'll be as gentle as I can.
Okay.
You're going to place yourself
inside Miss Brown's mind?
Yes.
Let me take the readings.
Please, permit me to record it.
You're supposed to be
observing the Angels.
Well, I can still do that!
The... the machines
will record any activity.
Please, this is unprecedented,
an... an experiment that goes beyond
anything before researched.
There!
(CHIMING)
Contact.
DOCTOR: So, you are in here.
Skulking inside a human mind.
That's new.
Wait, you're the one
who h*jacked my TARDIS.
Yes. I brought you here.
How?
If you're here, inside Claire's mind,
the psycho-temporal effort that
would have taken is incalculable.
I need your help, Doctor.
A Weeping Angel needs my help?
I don't think so.
You won't get anything from me until
you stop terrorising this human.
I had no choice.
You hunted her down,
and now you're living inside her,
corrupting what she sees?
Corrupting who she thinks she is?
This is me serving you notice.
I want you out of here now.
I did not hunt her down, Doctor.
That was not me. That was another.
- What do you mean?
- I was already here.
This human is my sanctuary.
I identified her as my hiding place
from others of my kind.
So, you're saying those Angels
in the village and Jericho's house,
they weren't coming to rescue you.
- They're coming to capture you.
- Correct.
A rogue Weeping Angel?
On the run from other Angels,
hiding in the mind of a human?
Which would mean
the Angel that pursued Claire,
that sent her back to the ' s,
it wasn't coming for her.
It was tracking you down.
- Yes.
- But why?
They are an extraction squad.
For the Division.
NAMACA: See? Everyone's here.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Okay. This is where
she usually comes in.
Leave a gap between you and
the next person or it won't take.
- Where who comes?
- Oh, we don't get to ask names.
It's... it's what she does that matters.
Here we go.
(CHEERING)
Thank you all for being here.
How are we hearing her?
How does she do that?
I know, right?!
AZURE: Space is disintegrating.
Time is corrupting.
I know that you've had
to fight to get here.
I promise you,
that fight has been worth it.
There is a safe galaxy,
unaffected by the Flux.
We've already provided transport
for many who have come here.
We can do that again, today.
(CHEERING)
Oh, praise the stars!
The non-existent stars.
Here... is your transport.
BEL: What is that?
It's been here before, but I haven't
been able to get close enough
into the transportation field.
Fourth time lucky.
AZURE: Passenger will activate
the transportation field
and all those within it
will be taken to a place of safety
within the unaffected galaxy.
Did she say Passenger?
So what?
- Come on.
- Wait, what you doing? No!
I've heard of Passenger forms.
My last deployment...
This isn't freedom she's offering.
That thing is not your way out.
Ahh...
Get out of the transportation field.
No, no, no! I've been
waiting for this one.
Everybody, get out of
the transportation field!
There is no other way off!
Run. Trust me, just run!
I don't want to run!
(NAMACA SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
AZURE: There's nothing to fear.
You can come next time.
Tell everyone who arrives here...
... they're safe with us.
What did you do?!
Why did you stop me?!
That was my chance!
Passenger forms are not transportation.
They're prisons. Endless prisons.
- You're wrong.
- No, I'm not.
Whatever she is, she is not salvation.
I don't believe you.
I don't believe you.
Pisano is not a sanctuary.
It's a hunting ground.
Come with me. There's room on my ship.
I can get you to another safe haven.
Stay away from me.
DAN: A village on the edge of space.
Have you seen anything like that before?
YAZ: Nope.
Do you think we're on Earth or in space?
And how do the statues do any of
this? And why would they want to?
- And also...
- Enough questions, Dan!
- I get it!
- Sorry.
Look.
(CRACKING AND CRUMBLING)
It's closing in.
Like they're herding us.
Maybe not that way, then.
Other way!
(GASPS)
Maybe not that way either.
Not got many options left, have we?
Back up. Keep your eyes on it.
JEAN: Peggy?!
- Peggy!
- GERALD: There she is!
I want a word with you, missy!
Don't come any closer!
Look, Jean, there's another one
of those blessed statues.
Gerald, don't touch it.
I still don't understand
how it became light.
Both of you, stay back!
I'll thank you not to
tell me what to do!
Mate, listen to her!
Don't go past the statue!
Do not put your back to it.
Nobody survives it twice.
Don't go in front of the statue!
If you walk in front of it
and we can't see it...
Please don't tell us what to do.
It's just a perfectly normal...
How did that... ?
Aaagh!
I'm so sorry, Peggy.
He was never nice to me.
(CROWS CAW)
We have to keep moving.
I've got a friend, and she'll sort this.
She'll save us. She always does.
Peggy...
... is there anything else
that you've seen here,
anything else that you've discovered?
Because we have to find
a way back to .
(MACHINE SCRATCHES)
(LOUD KNOCKING)
Don't look at it! Don't look at it!
- (STATIC HISSES)
- (LOUD KNOCKING)
Oh, what's happening now?
(CLATTERING AND BANGING)
(LOUD KNOCKING CONTINUES)
Where have they gone?
(IMITATES JERICHO) Do you really
think you can protect them?
Who's there?
(IMITATES JERICHO) You are, Jericho.
Listen to yourself, Jericho.
Look away... Jericho.
Look away.
No, thank you.
(TELEVISION CRACKLES AND HISSES)
I see you, Jericho.
You see yourself.
Please stop using my voice.
It's a very clever trick, but
most impolite without permission.
(IMITATES JERICHO) So interested in
the workings of other minds
because you can't bear
to examine your own.
Loveless. Childless.
Hiding in academia
for fear of the real world.
Always losing to a better man.
A life of failure.
You don't know me.
We have your house.
We have your attention.
We are on our way.
There is nothing you can do to stop us.
Surrender to the Angels, Jericho.
(KNOCKING)
You know you want to.
I have never surrendered and I've
no intention of starting now.
(SCREECHING)
(PANTS)
(CRASHING)
You stop right there!
You are observed!
And that is my power over you!
(IMITATES JERICHO) For now, Jericho.
But we are patient.
We have time.
We are all around you.
We are everywhere.
What do you know about the Division?
I was Division, as they are.
As you were.
- No.
- But like you, I ran.
No, no, no, no!
Don't play games with me.
Don't tell me what I did,
what I don't remember.
You really think I'm gonna trust a
creature like you to tell the truth?
We're both trapped, Doctor.
We have to trust each other.
So, you're telling me
the Division use Weeping Angels
as operatives to do its work.
Division uses everything and everyone.
Every species, every world,
every moment.
They are everywhere, present and unseen.
Division is unstoppable.
Yeah, well, I'm pretty good
at stopping the unstoppable.
That's why I brought you here, Doctor.
But I think this may prove
too much even for you.
Then you need to get out of
this human's body right now.
No. Not yet.
They're here. They know where you are.
Claire can't protect you anymore.
But you can.
You stop them and I leave her.
I let her live.
Leave her first.
No.
What makes you so dangerous
that they would need so many?
What do you have
that they're so scared of?
Knowledge.
What sort of knowledge?
Of everything.
All Division, all of its history.
Including you.
I hold everything.
Including the memories
that were taken from you.
That's why I brought you here, Doctor.
You protect me and I can give you
what you're looking for.
- (GASPS)
- (LOUD SHATTERING)
Ah! What happened?
Sorry, threw a cup at you.
I needed to shake you out of it.
We're running out of options.
I see what you mean.
- How do we get out?
- I'm beginning to question the wisdom
of barricading ourselves
somewhere with so few exits.
Uh, Professor, did you not read
your own floor plans?
- What?
- Assignation tunnel.
Looks like the first owner of this
house was somewhat of a scoundrel.
A tunnel from the basement,
out to a lovers' meeting point.
Don't look away!
(DOCTOR PANTS)
I've never been more grateful
for another man's deceit.
Put the headsets
on these front two Angels!
I'll keep an eye on them.
Lickety-split, Jericho.
Through the tunnel, both of you, now.
Now, I'll reverse the polarity
of the neutron flow,
might give you
a little quantum headache.
(SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
(LOUD CRASH)
Doctor, are you all right?
Go! I'll keep my eye on the door!
Aah!
Don't look back! I'll do the looking!
- Okay.
- You look forward. Keep going.
- (LOUD CRASH)
- Ah...
What... curious patterning on the wall.
I wonder how long it's been there.
(BANGING)
(SNARLING)
- Everything all right, Doctor?!
- Yeah. Nothing to worry about.
(BOLT SLAMS)
(LOUD CRASH)
Oh... Doctor?
Yeah?
I think there are Angels
in the walls here.
DOCTOR: Of course there are.
Why wouldn't there be?
(SNARLING AND CRASHING)
Doctor?
Angel up ahead, Doctor.
- And behind.
- All right.
Keep your eyes on it, Miss Brown.
Yes, thank you, Professor.
Very much not blinking.
If we can get past them,
we might just stand a...
... chance.
PEGGY: My history teacher
lied about this place.
She said it was a burial site
from the Stone Age.
What do you mean?
She said it was excavated in .
But it wasn't. We're in .
And it wasn't there yesterday,
but it was there today.
And then all the people disappeared.
Why is it night over there?
Don't know. Maybe stay this side,
though, for now, eh?
Yeah.
- Miss Hayward?
- MISS HAYWARD: Stop, Peggy.
Don't come any closer.
I remember this.
I remember the strange old woman...
... and I remember all that followed.
I don't understand.
You're in .
I'm sorry,
but you don't get back to
for a long time.
Because I'm you, Peggy.
In years' time.
I remember the next bit very vaguely.
We came to show them the burial site,
but we were right,
it's not a burial site.
But it is made of stone.
Just like they are.
I think it's how they got here.
They told me later why they left me,
why they left all of you,
when they could have k*lled us all.
It's because they're cruel.
They like to leave a few rare witnesses
to tell the story.
Witnesses to what?
BOTH: Quantum extraction.
(LOUD SCRAPING)
(PANTS)
Great. 'Cause what I really need now
is a flickering torch.
(LOUD SCRAPING)
(DOCTOR PANTS)
Aaah!
(SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRS)
(SIGHS)
Oh, no, you don't. Keep back. Now.
CLAIRE: The exit's the other
side of the Angel.
It's narrow but we can get through,
if one of us keeps eyes on the Angel
at all times, Professor.
Good, yes.
(CRASHING)
- Are they doing that deliberately?
- Yes.
Trying to get you to blink or sneeze.
You can't sneeze with your eyes open.
All right, Miss Brown,
if you would care to go first,
I will stay here and keep
my eyes on this Angel.
Always the gentleman, Professor.
(SHOUTS) I'm not blinking!
CLAIRE: I'm through.
- (WHISPERS) Jericho...
- Yes?
When I say, "Run", run.
You go left, I'll go right.
These Angels will be left
staring at each other.
If you say so.
Run.
(CRASHING)
(PANTS)
Professor!
Peggy!
Ohh! You're all right!
Mrs. Hayward...
You appear to be...
... at night.
Sorry, who are you?
Mate, it's a long story.
Unfortunately, you've got
enough time to hear it.
(CRASHING AND RUMBLING)
Something's happening with the stones.
Yes, it is.
I need to get back.
I've left someone
in the most terrible trouble.
That's gonna be a bit
harder than you think.
Everyone, get away from the stones.
(CRACKING)
So, here I am, ready to go out.
But I can't without turning my back.
But I'm quick.
Okay?
Race you.
You're not attacking.
I turned my back.
I wasn't observing you.
Why am I still here?
What are you waiting for?
Claire, the good news
is we made it through.
The more worrying news
is that I think he let me go,
and I don't know... why.
Doctor?
My Angel says, "Go to your friends".
It'll wait.
They'll all wait. It says...
... they're enjoying
watching you work it out.
What's going on?
Doctor, it's been communicating
with them. I-I can sense it.
I don't know what
it's said to them, but...
Claire, it's all right. Stay there.
Don't come any closer!
We're stuck in .
We're... we're what?!
Maybe we should have broke that
to you a little bit more gently.
We can't cross the line.
And at the edge of the village,
it's just stars.
It's like we're marooned in space
and it's creeping in on us.
All right. Anything else?
Yeah.
What does quantum extraction mean?
Of course.
They've taken the village out of time...
... out of space,
to isolate...
... to extract the target.
What target?
All right!
You've got what you came for.
I want you to take your
rogue Angel out of Claire,
without harming her,
and put this village, these people,
safely back into their lives.
Come on, rogue Angel,
tell them to do that
and I'll negotiate a deal
between them and you.
Well?!
No.
What?
My Angel is saying no.
It says...
... it's made a better trade.
That they've agreed not to take it.
Because they'll take you instead.
This was its plan all along.
They hid in you...
... a human,
to attract me.
Because the only thing Division
wants more than my Angel...
... is you.
You are recalled.
To Division.
(GASPS)
No!
(CLOSING THEME MUSIC)
(HISSING AND BUZZING)
(FIRE CRACKLES)
VINDER: Hey?
You seen this person?
Yeah.
You're kidding. Where is she?
- She left.
- When? Where'd she go?
I don't know. It was a while ago.
Time's...
... cronky.
You know?
Listen, uh...
... I saw her do something
before she left.
It's a bit of a walk from here, but...
... if you've got time...
It's just, uh... up there.
No way.
Thank you.
I think...
... maybe she saved my life.
If you see her, tell her...
... thank you.
(BEEPING AND BUZZING)
What time do you call this, huh?
There's not much duration
in these, so I'll be quick.
Only one chance at recording, too.
High stakes.
Okay, so, I was here. That's obvious.
But I've had to go and help some people.
There's a creature
with a Passenger form.
They're abducting people.
And you know me. I've never been
a fan of the old abductions.
I don't know where it'll lead me.
I've got a Lupari ship and I'll keep
the transponder blaring.
Hurry up, Inston-Vee Vinder.
Oh, and, um...
... I love you.
I really love you.
I love you, too.
Oh, uh, coordinates.
So, I'm headin' to...
- Oh, no, no, no, don't run out!
- No...
I'm on my way.
(CLOSING THEME CONTINUES)
It's very odd.
Pattern optimisation in progress.
DAN: We've been in this decade
for three years now.
Do you think we'll ever get back?
Karvanista to Lupari Fleet.
Earth shield is now breachable.
GRAND SERPENT: How you expect to
protect this pitiful base,
I do not know.
(w*apon WHIRRS)
SWARM: Do you feel
the time force growing?
It's working.
Just as we planned.
13x04 - Chapter Four: Village of the Angels
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Time and Space traveling adventures of a Gallifreyan Time Lord only known as "the Doctor" and his companions.
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