31/05/2014 Doctor Who: The Ultimate Guide

I think I have everything!

We're still going, yeah? We're still going to have our proper holiday?

OK, you're worrying me now. Stop worrying me.

-Doctor?

-Who am I? Where am I? And who are you?

You've actually done it, haven't you?

Last thing you said to me before I went out, "I've got to

"remember to repair the interface or I'll completely wipe my memory."

I don't remember saying that! I don't remember saying anything!

In fact, here's a theory - don't laugh. Promise me you won't laugh.

(I think, whoever I am, I've lost my memory.)

All 1,200 years?

That sounds like a lot. Is that a lot? That sounds like a lot.

-First things first, what's my name?

-I don't know, nobody knows.

-Well, that's a good start!

-You call yourself the Doctor.

-Oh, I like it.

Doctor Who. Ha! Yes! Nobody knows! That's the thing!

-Wait a second.

-OK. Be cool...

-You showed me this once.

-Right.

-It might help.

All your life, everything you've ever done, all written in here.

The Doctor, is he a good person? Who are his friends? Who are his enemies?

Open it, find out.

Oh... OK...

So, Doctor...who are you?

Welcome to Doctor Who: The Ultimate Guide,

where we celebrate 50 years of Doctor Who.

After nearly 800 episodes,

11 incarnations and thousands of adventures,

it's the longest-running sci-fi show of all time.

Guess who! Ha!

Tonight, we're going to take you on a journey across the Whoniverse...

You want moves, I'll give you moves.

..charting the history of the time-travelling Doctor

and his many faces.

I have to face my fear.

In Doctor Who: The Ultimate Guide.

Come with me.

So...

all of time and space, everything that ever happened or ever will.

Where do you want to start?

How about we start at the very beginning?

We are at...

the very beginning!

Meet the first Doctor, William Hartnell.

In 1963 he landed on our screens and changed British television for ever.

But why do you have to destroy?

Hm... Well, we are in a pickle, aren't we?

-OLD MAN'S VOICE:

-Don't mess with me, young man!

A new birth...of a sun...

and its planets!

I watched the very first episode of Doctor Who.

I'd come in that Saturday from somewhere.

I leaned on the door when I came in because it was just starting,

and I was still leaning there 25 minutes later when it finished.

It was new, it was different,

it appealed to the young men that we were.

The character at that stage, we didn't know where he'd come from,

we didn't know what his back story was.

So there's a lot of mystery about him.

-Your arrogance is nearly as great as your ignorance.

-Open the door!

We are the masters of the Earth!

Not for long.

The show was unlike anything seen on our screens before

and the character of the Doctor immediately became a TV icon.

Yes, indeed.

'The look of him, the sound of him,'

the aura, was naturally authoritative.

The Doctor started out as a kind of cool, trendy grandfather

that was really clever and could

teach you a thing or two about science.

I should say originally it was some pliable metal

held together by a magnetic field.

So the curiosity was enormous. Hm!

Well, yes, quite fascinating. Hm...

In the modern era, we are used to seeing the Doctor

being very off-the-cuff.

Bada-boom!

Spontaneous.

You only live once.

You know, thinking on his feet.

Run!

With Hartnell, everything he seemed to do and everything that went

right for him seemed to be because of his experience.

That city down there is a magnificent subject for study

and I don't intend to leave here

until I've thoroughly investigated it.

And as we got to know this elderly alien with his unconventional

time machine, it became clear that the Doctor

was far from your typical small-screen hero.

He was kind of grumpy, he was mysterious.

Oh, child, if only you'd think as an adult sometimes.

He also seemed...

difficult.

Geniuses can be a bit rude and a bit blunt.

William Hartnell definitely had a bit of that in him.

Please stop bothering me.

-Yes, the first Doctor was rude...

-Mind your own business.

-..patronising...

-I can see by your face that you don't understand.

I knew you wouldn't. Never mind.

..and despite looking like a pensioner,

he could certainly handle himself.

-OLD MAN'S VOICE:

-Oh, you want to fight, do you? Come on, then!

I'll just unravel my cravat.

Yes, the first Doc was no day at the beach.

Don't call me Doc. Now, do I make myself clear?

But over time, he began to mellow and went on to time-travel

with a host of new friends, or companions, over the years.

-Are you going to come with us?

-If you'll have me.

HE CHUCKLES

He began to develop a softer side,

and when granddaughter Susan grew up and fell in love...

Oh, David, I do love you! I do! I do!

..he sent her off with a memorable and emotional farewell speech.

There must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties.

Just go forward in all your beliefs

and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine.

And soon the first Doctor was saying his own goodbyes,

leaving as a changed character.

He enters almost as the villain, and leaves as the eccentric,

passionate hero.

'You know, became this hugely popular figure in popular culture,'

and if he has a legacy, it's that the show is still running today

and that's got to be down to him.

By the end of his spell in the TARDIS, the Doctor had laid

the foundations for the next 50 years of time-travelling adventures.

And far from being the end,

the demise of the first Doctor was only the beginning.

Patrick Troughton had the hard job.

Patrick Troughton was the actor

who established that the Doctor can change.

It wasn't somebody pretending to do what William Hartnell did,

he completely reinvented the character.

And he took hold of that part,

flipped it on its side, wiggled its legs in the air and he became

this wonderful, loving cosmic hobo, who was disarming and charming.

EXPLOSIONS AND SHOUTING

I loved Patrick Troughton's Doctor.

Just so subtle and clever and quick-changing.

Interesting.

Funny and so characterful.

Logic, my dear Zoe, merely enables one to be wrong with authority.

Yes, we are in trouble, aren't we?

Why? What's all this about?

I don't know, but we've got to be careful.

We've got to be very, very careful.

Patrick was a proper character actor.

How can I be a traitor when I don't even know where I am?

Where am I?

He was a bit clown-like.

SHE SCREAMS

I'm sure we can talk this over.

He invents how the Doctor is going to be from then on,

so he's not just the hero, he's the comedy hero.

Sausages!

Patrick Troughton's Doctor is sort of more recognisable

to modern audiences, I think. He's more the centre of the action.

If not for Patrick Troughton, there wouldn't be a Matt Smith today.

Oh, you've redecorated!

I don't like it.

You've had this place redecorated, haven't you? Don't like it.

But Troughton wasn't just a clown, he was musical.

TOOTING

-Sort of. And he was the first to use...

-This is a sonic screwdriver.

Now, where can I demonstrate it?

His three-year reign came to an abrupt end

when he was captured by his fellow Time Lords.

And it was only then that we found out more about who this mysterious

time-traveller actually was.

You have repeatedly broken our most important law

of non-interference in the affairs of other planets.

What have you to say? Do you admit these actions?

I not only admit them, I am proud of them.

We start to learn more about the fact that the Doctor

is a Time Lord, and we learn more about their code.

All these evils I have fought while you have done nothing but observe.

You can observe the affairs of the universe,

but you can't intervene, you can't join in.

But the Doctor naturally feels that you should,

and we learn a lot more about his moral code.

True, I AM guilty of interference, just as you are guilty of failing

to use your great powers to help those in need!

By way of punishment, his TARDIS was grounded.

And we also saw the beginnings of the Doctor's love affair

with our fair planet.

We have noted your particular interest in the planet Earth.

Earth seems more vulnerable than others, yes.

For that reason, you will be sent back to that planet, in exile.

No! No!

And so ended the story of the second Doctor.

He's the one who sort of nails exactly how it's going to be,

so his legacy to the part is huge.

'If he hadn't been so brilliant,'

the show could have just gone by the wayside.

The audience stuck

and that very act of re-creation has allowed the series to live on.

Our lives are different to anybody else's. That's the exciting thing.

There's nobody in the universe can do what we're doing.

He is the actor to whom all the subsequent Doctors

look for inspiration. In particular Matt Smith.

Now, if there was one man who knew how to take out a Dalek in style,

it's Doctor number three, all-round man of action, Jon Pertwee.

Probably the most flamboyant Doctor of the lot,

number three became known as a bit of a dandy.

Do you mean me?

-Enormously flamboyant.

-It's an excellent vintage.

It's really a completely different phase.

There was a bit of espionage about him.

Nobody sends me anywhere, I'm a free agent.

Very...majestic and powerful.

I am a Time Lord.

When Pertwee takes over the Doctor, he's established as the eccentric,

amusing scientist.

What Jon Pertwee brings to it, for the first time,

is the action hero.

Imprisoned on Earth

and with his TARDIS grounded by his fellow Time Lords,

the Doctor's adventures were now very much based in the modern world.

That's interesting.

He even had a proper job, working for UNIT,

where his new companions included Liz Shaw...

That's impossible.

..Jo Grant, Sarah Jane Smith...

We need somebody to make the coffee.

..and favourite sparring partner, the Brigadier...

-The Brigadier is an idiot.

-..with whom he rarely saw eye to eye.

-I wouldn't like to have to order you.

-I wouldn't advise you to try.

It's this great voice, with this fiery energy behind it.

If you cannot reverse the energy drain,

the fabric of the entire universe could be torn apart.

Though he never managed to fix his knackered TARDIS,

the Doctor more than made up for it with his fleet of vehicles.

The third Doctor was every inch the action man.

He was a real adventurer in real life.

And so any time there was

a motorbike or anything,

we were there, we were playing. It was fun.

A bit more of a James Bond than we'd seen before.

Yes, from motorbikes to Jet Skis.

I remember he had a hover car.

He had it all,

including his trademark bright yellow Edwardian roadster, Bessie.

Soon, even Bessie was left in the garage

and he upgraded to his own specially created pimp wagon, the Whomobile.

This new car of mine is exactly what I need.

Pertwee spent five years as the Doctor,

featuring in over 100 episodes.

But the all-action third Doctor eventually succumbed

to his inevitable demise at the hands of a huge

and not entirely convincing spider.

HIDEOUS SCREECHING

Doctor!

The Planet Of The Spiders. It was very sad.

I didn't want him to go.

Please...don't die.

A tear, Sarah Jane?

A tear...

Sarah Jane?

Don't cry, don't cry.

And then...

this regeneration happened.

Well...here we go again.

And so third regenerated to fourth

and the role of the Doctor was never the same again.

Once Jon Pertwee lays down those tracks, the other Doctors run on it.

They're always a little bit action-y after that.

-You're going to need a car.

-Don't worry, I commandeered a vehicle.

SIREN WAILS

You would have this wonderful comfort, that no matter how dreadful

the aliens were, Jon Pertwee's Doctor would protect you

and you were OK, and you just sort of travelled in his wake.

He didn't pretend to be anything

other than the cleverest man in the room.

Well, I'm 45 years old. So my favourite Doctor is Tom Baker.

HE WHISTLES

Would you like a jelly baby?

I've no choice about that.

Spending seven years in the TARDIS,

Tom Baker's Doctor was the longest serving and the most unpredictable.

You simply don't know what's going to come out of that man's mouth

or what is going on behind those remarkable eyes.

All change at Venus for the Brighton line.

SHE SIGHS HEAVILY

BANG

-Was that bang big enough for you, Brigadier?

-Nicely done, Doctor.

-Tom Baker was eccentric, flamboyant.

-You mustn't believe all they say.

-His eyes!

-Keep looking into my eyes!

And sort of walking around like that. Casting a very big shadow.

He was quite sort of imposing, quite sort of grand.

-AS TOM BAKER:

-Oh, my God, it's, like, all kicking off and that.

-This is, like, so well bad, I'm going to have to totally, like, sort this out and that.

-You stay here.

With his playful nature and trademark flowing scarf,

it didn't take long for the fourth Doctor to capture the public's imagination.

Enormous zest.

Bigger than the screen in which he was appearing, and yet it worked.

He embodies, in all its weirdness, what the Doctor is,

what the Doctor means.

After the third Doctor's exile on Earth, this Doctor brought with him

a new sense of adventure.

I can't waste any more time. Things to do, places to go.

He took us on a journey of dark tales in otherworldly universes

which gave his era a Hammer horror feel.

Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!

By the end of Tom Baker's era, he'd defeated more villains

and travelled to more places in time than any other Doctor before him.

And if that wasn't enough,

he was even crowned President of the Time Lords.

I invest you...

Lord President of the Supreme Council.

In the end, the fourth Doctor succumbed to his regeneration

in a suitably heroic fashion -

saving the Earth from his evil nemesis, the Master.

Leaving behind the legacy of creating arguably the most

iconic Doctor of all time.

I think whenever the Doctor's a bit quirky and eccentric,

it makes them more human and more warm and lovable,

and I think Tom Baker definitely had a lot of that about him.

He was completely mesmerising. Full stop, Tom Baker.

It's the end.

Time now for a bit of a sporting departure.

Peter Davison was a part-time cricketer.

# I say, I don't like cricket... #

-Did he actually like cricket?

-I love cricket.

# I love it... #

There seems to be something distinctly wrong.

OK, sorry, apart from loving cricket, he was also the fifth Doctor.

It was a real pleasant surprise

when the floppy-haired Peter Davison emerged.

Peter Davison, I feel like he's my Doctor.

My earliest memories of Doctor Who are Peter Davison.

He's so soft and warm.

He'd saved all the animals in another life as a vet.

And he's reckless and innocent,

and he has qualities of youth about him,

which we'd never, ever seen in the Doctor before.

These things are irrelevant.

For some people, small, beautiful events is what life is all about!

This nice-guy fifth Doctor was certainly a departure from the fourth.

I enjoyed the contrast of his Doctor

to the sort of confidence of Tom Baker's Doctor.

Are you all right?

Just a twinge of cosmic angst.

I think I wanted to introduce a bit of self-doubt into the character.

He'd been a bit too assured,

too absolutely self-confident he could just...

everything was going to be sorted out.

'And I just felt, partly because it was a nice thing to play as an actor,'

that I wanted to make my character a little fallible.

There can't be much time left. What can we do?

Abandon methodical procedure for blind instinct.

At times it felt like almost a lack of confidence in himself

as the Doctor, and that made him very interesting and quite,

you know, human.

I give you my word.

Just as you gave your word to Tegan?

That's not fair.

The fifth Doctor's reign came to an heroic end

when he saved companion Peri's life.

Open your mouth. You must drink this.

# Never fall away... #

From my experience, particularly as Peri,

he's a heroic Doctor,

because for Peri's sake,

he is prepared to go through regeneration,

so he quite literally dies for the sake of his companion,

whom he hasn't known very long.

-Where is it?

-What?

-The bat's milk!

Finished. Only enough for you.

It was certainly a moving end to the reign of the fifth Doctor,

but it will always be remembered for a couple of reasons.

Peter Davison, no doubt if you're speaking to him,

he will say that he has an overriding

memory of the scene that he was upstaged by part of my anatomy.

You kind of...

You try to be in a moment,

but in the end, you're basically just looking at Peri's chest.

'Nicola Bryant's cleavage.'

Which I thought somewhat took away from the great performance

I was giving about a foot and a half below the cleavage.

# She's got me spinning... #

HE LAUGHS

And you would sort of...I guess feel a bit sorry for Peter Davison

who is giving, arguably, the performance of his career.

And the majority of the audience, I think,

are just sort of going, "Oh, Peri."

I'm going soon.

It's time to say goodbye.

Don't give up.

You can't leave me now.

I might regenerate.

So apart from a memorable farewell,

what was the legacy of the fifth Doctor?

I'd like people to think of the fifth Doctor as introducing

an element of humanness to the Doctor.

He brings the idea of the Doctor as a young, reckless genius.

And, really, it lays down a new path for the show

when he takes it over.

So I'd like to think that I started that trend that others followed later.

Look at you! The hat, the coat, the crickety cricket stuff, the...

stick of celery. Brave choice, celery.

But fair play to you, not a lot of men can carry off a decorative vegetable.

Shut up!

-Doctor?

-You're expecting someone else?

When the sixth incarnation of the Doctor burst onto our screens,

almost straightaway we knew what we were going to get.

-What's happened?

-Change, my dear.

Change, my dear.

And it seems not a moment too soon.

The changeover from fifth to sixth hadn't been an easy one

for our beloved Doctor.

Instead of having a normal, quite comfortable regeneration,

he was going to go through this sort of trauma.

-You still seem a little unstable.

-Unstable?

Unstable?!

UNSTABLE?!

He was going to be psychologically damaged for a while by his regeneration.

-You're bonkers.

-That's debatable.

For the first time, we began to see a side of the Doctor that wasn't so easy to like.

Colin Baker allows the Doctor to finally express his own ego.

I'm a Time Lord! A man of science, temperament.

I've never seen this side of you before.

Yes, the era of the nice-guy fifth Doctor was now truly over,

and in a now famous scene,

our new Time Lord asks for a bit of patience from the haters.

And I would suggest, Peri,

that you wait a little before criticising my new persona.

You may well find it isn't quite as disagreeable as you think.

Well, I hope so.

Whatever else happens, I AM the Doctor.

Whether you like it or not.

You tell 'em, Doc.

OK, the sixth Doctor had his faults, but at least he looked cool, right?

Multicoloured monstrosity of a coat.

'I've been moaning about my outfit for 30 years.'

-I suddenly feel conspicuous.

-I'm not surprised in that coat(!)

They asked me what I'd like to wear as the Doctor.

And what I described

was pretty much what Chris Eccleston got.

I'm not convinced he could have pulled off cool.

-Joseph and his Technicolor explosion.

-It was spectacular.

-I mean, dreadful.

-You can't go out dressed like that.

-Why ever not?

-You look dreadful!

The perfect marriage of awful and really good.

Yes, the sixth Doctor was certainly a departure from the previous five,

as he blazed a darker trail that later Doctors went on to follow.

The Doctor's ego becomes rampant in the form of the sixth Doctor.

Let's exercise the grey cells for once, shall we?

Rather than the muscles.

It did strike me that a man who is 900 years old

and has two hearts,

comes from a planet of Time Lords called Gallifrey,

might behave a little differently from a bloke who

lives in Surbiton and commutes to the City every day,

and that some of his actions might be hard for us to understand.

HE YELLS

Forgive me if I don't join you.

My last appearance was getting into the TARDIS,

saying "carrot juice" and disappearing into oblivion.

Carrot juice, carrot juice, carrot juice...

I understand that some impostor called Sylvester McCoy

swaddled himself in my clothes, with a blonde wig on pretending to be me.

And there you have it, the sixth Doctor, defiant to the last.

I AM the Doctor.

Whether you like it or not.

The seventh Doctor, played by Sylvester McCoy

was, on the face of it, a bit of a clown.

I know that woman from somewhere.

I guess my favourite doctor is Sylvester McCoy.

Look at me. I can see.

My doctor was much lighter, Buster Keaton-esque, Chaplin-esque.

Sylvester started off

in a borrowed coat from Colin Baker.

Where am I? Who am I? And who are you?

He may have started in a borrowed coat,

but he soon developed his own unique identity.

His wardrobe was off the scale.

Thank goodness in this regeneration I have

regained my impeccable sense of haute couture.

Like, I loved his hat and his swagger.

HE SIGHS

I think that's quite a good sentence.

He worked with props so well, so like his hat.

And his umbrella.

He plays the spoons, which he always does in everything.

Oh!

McCoy is a brilliant comedic actor.

His Doctor was a kind of trickstery, magician.

-Things don't just vanish.

-No.

But it soon became apparent that under this playful exterior

lay a more complex character.

He had a specific... transformation

within his character.

The more I know me, the less I like me.

I realised when I was playing the role that there was so much

more to this character.

On the surface he's a comical little man

but, underneath that,

he's actually one of the coldest

and most manipulative of the Doctors.

It wasn't until the second series that I think my Doctor became,

started to become more mysterious.

Look me in the eye, pull the trigger.

End my life.

Yes, the seventh Doctor was certainly manipulative.

And in the story The Curse Of Fenric,

he even used his sidekick Ace as a pawn

in the psychological game of chess.

Time for the one final game.

Suddenly, you realise, hang on a minute,

-he's actually using her for his own ends.

-She's an emotional cripple.

I wouldn't waste my time on her, unless I had to use her somehow.

No!

MAN LAUGHS My Doctor did play chess a lot.

There's reasons, but he did stitch her up.

He would be making moves, sometimes hoping, or driving

the opposition into making the moves that would destroy them.

His betrayal of her helps him defeat his foe

and eventually Ace forgives and learns to trust him again.

Where to now, Ace?

-Home.

-Home?

-The TARDIS.

-Yes, the TARDIS.

The mystery had gone as far as I was concerned,

I wanted to bring that back.

That was very important.

I wanted the "Who" to be, you know, the question mark again,

"who is this person?"

The sad clown, McCoy embodied that.

You know, and it works.

It will always work.

Sylvester McCoy.

A wonderful, magical, wizard-like clowning Doctor.

Yeah, terrific.

The seventh Doctor's journey came to an end on the streets of San Francisco.

But after some ill-advised, dodgy double open-heart surgery,

the eighth Doctor materialised.

Paul McGann's Doctor, I think, created a wonderful intriguing mystique,

that that sense of when a Doctor is freshly regenerated

and the early hours of behaviour is very erratic, very confused.

He spends the first 10 minutes going, "Who am I?"

And that was an opportunity, of course, to find the costume.

I said, "OK I'll put that on, but I don't want to wear the scarf."

He was elegant. He looked Byron-esque.

A great alien quality as well.

A meteor storm. The sky above us was dancing with light!

Purple, green, red and yellow. Yes!

I think he was quite sweet.

A sweet Doctor.

These shoes - they fit perfect.

Like the fourth Doctor before, the eighth had a love for Jelly babies.

And with his sugar levels shooting through the roof,

the ladies certainly saw him as a bit of eye candy.

Here we go again!

# You're nobody till somebody loves you... #

Paul McGann is the first, but not the last of the romantic Doctors.

He's a dashing, great looking guy.

In a way, one of the first sex symbols and the women went,

"Whoa, this Doctor is absolutely gorgeous."

Yes, this space-travelling stud

was going to take us to a place we'd never been before.

Quite radical at the time.

But my goodness, they've all been at it ever since.

Are you any good at setting alarm clocks?

But not everyone was impressed by the Doctor's new-found sexual appetite.

It turned a bit soapy... Soppy, and soapy.

Grace says that you have a big secret.

I had no conception at all that this chaste kiss was going to cause any bother.

He's an alien. What's he messing around with human women for? For heaven's sake.

But, of course, nor did we realise, in a little way...

we might be pioneers.

You know, Doctor Who had been very successful for nearly 30 years without a canoodle anywhere.

Cos now I just think that now everybody has a kiss, don't they?

There's always a snog in Doctor Who, isn't there? Isn't there?

We got there first.

Ground-breaking smooch aside, he was still the Doctor,

and wherever the Doctor may be, trouble is never far behind.

Once the regeneration has happened,

and then realises the Master is also there, he has to save the day.

He's planning to take my body so that he will live and I will die!

But will he make it? We don't know, the clock is ticking.

-And to make things worse, it's New Year's Eve.

-Champagne?

-Grace?

Cos it's a race against time, literally.

Midnight is going to mean the end of everything.

He's got him where he wants him. He keeps him trapped at one point.

Tortures him.

It's the perils of the Doctor.

He becomes a fantastic hero who saves the universe yet again.

And with the Master sent packing,

it was time for the Doctor to get on his way.

And for us to join him on an incredible journey.

Oh, no, that was it.

The eighth Doctor just about made it into the pantheon of Doctors.

You know what they called me? The longest and the shortest.

I was the Doctor for the longest, just by default.

But I wear the name with pride.

Hello.

The Doctor's brand-new, rebooted, 9th incarnation in the shape of

Christopher Eccleston was the ultimate tough guy Time Lord.

He looked like he would have sorted out a couple of nightclub bouncers

on a Friday if you need help.

Leather jacket, short hair.

He made it relevant.

It was just cool. The Doctor was suddenly cool.

MUSIC: "Underdog" by Kasabian

Suddenly here was somebody who looked like a bloke.

Somebody who blended into the background.

So that for a start I thought was wonderful.

No scarves or bow ties here, just a leather jacket

and a come-and-have-a-go attitude.

Are you going to witter on all night?

It wasn't important that he was liked, I liked that.

He looked like a gangster. You know.

-NORTHERN ACCENT:

-I'm not wearing that scarf.

I'm not wearing that twiddly bow tie.

I'm wearing black leather and a T-shirt.

They decided to make it regional, give him a working class accent.

He's northern, so you just feel a bit more scared of him.

He's just got that edge.

Swagger, slightly angry.

Sort of had it up to here with aliens.

I'm busy trying to save the life of every stupid ape

blundering about on top of this planet, all right?

-All right.

-Yes, it is!

We'd almost got to the point where we'd forgotten that there was

a real person inside all those comic book excesses.

What?

But here was a very serious, slightly gloomy hero again,

and he brought genuine proper gravitas

and drama to the part of the Doctor.

Your race is dead.

You all burn, all of you.

Ten million ships on fire.

The entire Dalek race wiped out in one second.

The emotional power that he conveys talking to a Dalek,

I don't think I've ever seen anything quite as strong as that.

You lie!

I watched it happen.

I made it happen!

You destroyed us?

But this Doctor wasn't all grim, northern grit...

MUSIC: "Blurred Lines" by Robin Thicke

This is fantastic.

Fantastic. Fantastic.

Fantastic. Fantastic.

Yes, he had several reasons to be cheerful - apart from a brand-new,

all singing, all dancing TARDIS,

he also introduced us to psychic paper.

Look, I've got an invitation. Look. There, you see it?

It's fine. See. "The Doctor plus one."

I'm the Doctor. This is Rose Tyler, she's my plus one.

Is that all right?

The psychic paper is awesome.

That is something which would be the coolest thing to have in real life.

Shows them whatever I want them to see.

Saves a lot of time.

As a teenager, the damage I would have done with that.

And of course he had his upgraded, slimline sonic screwdriver.

But the most important addition to the ninth Doctor's weaponry

was his new companion Rose.

I think when Billie Piper came in, that kind of changed things,

-you know.

-You look beautiful.

Cos she was pretty to look at, but she was, ah...

..she was mean.

Rose was a great companion.

A very modern companion.

Rose was the companion that it needed to be for the new age.

You see, I'm prepared for anything.

She was just every girl, Jane Bloggs, you know.

-I want chips.

-Me too.

That street kid...but got a job on the TARDIS.

I'm a chav!

See you later, I got a job on the TARDIS, yeah.

But Rose came with baggage.

Mickey.

Fat lot of good you were.

And when she was forced to pick between him and the Doctor...

it was a no-brainer.

The moment the Doctor appeared, Mickey never stood a chance.

I think a lot of women maybe would...

love to be swept off their feet by a mysterious guy...

maybe not in a blue box...

That would be weird.

Did I mention it also travels in time.

Poor Mickey, man, in his Ford Focus.

It's no match for a time machine.

The time machine. Laters.

Rose and the Doctor battled farting aliens...

-HE FARTS

-Blimey!

..Victorian ghosts and paid a visit to the end of the world.

But wherever they went there were two words that kept cropping up.

Blaidd Drwg.

What's it mean?

Bad Wolf.

But I've heard that before.

Bad Wolf. I've heard that lots of times.

The Bad Wolf storyline, that was very confusing.

Yes, if we're going to talk about the ninth Doctor,

then we have to talk about the Bad Wolf.

The big bad wolf.

You know, all those messages, but we'll come back to that.

Okey-doke.

So, where were we?

When uber-baddies the Daleks turn up,

it appears that nothing can stop them this time.

So the Doctor sends Rose off in the TARDIS to keep her out of harm's way

while he threatens to go kamikaze and blow everyone to smithereens.

I'll do it!

Then prove yourself, Doctor!

What are you - coward or killer?

Well, I guess he wasn't such a tough guy after all.

Coward.

Meanwhile back on Earth, Rose is starting to realise that

maybe this Bad Wolf thing is something to do with her.

It's a link between me and the Doctor.

Bad Wolf here, Bad Wolf there.

Rose knows about the power locked beneath the TARDIS console,

so she and Mickey break it open.

She then looks into the space time vortex which gives her

amazing powers enabling her to save Captain Jack.

And not before she destroys the Daleks and saves the world.

Rose, you've done it. Now stop.

It also gives her the power to leave all those messages through her past

to lead her to become the Bad Wolf.

Like I said before...

It's a message.

..it's a pre-destination paradox.

Ah, it's simple really.

Anyway, it turns out that looking into the time vortex

is really bad for you.

You've got the entire vortex running through your head.

You're going to burn.

But the Doctor won't let Rose die, oh, no.

I think you need a Doctor.

He cheekily nabs himself a kiss from a rose...

which also incidentally saves her life.

He is saving her, but it's obviously a part of him...

..where he actually just wants to...

you know, wants to get some lip on lip action.

Who wouldn't? It's Billie Piper.

Love Billie Piper.

Tell me what's going on.

I absorbed all the energy from the time vortex

and no-one's meant to do that.

Yes, in true heroic fashion,

our fearless Time Lord swallows up the vortex

and kicks off his regeneration.

I'm going to regenerate now. Let's have it.

By the time I got to the end of that series, I was well in there,

I was hooked on Christopher Eccleston.

He brought it back with huge success.

It's a great legacy that he carries.

Christopher Eccleston's Doctor was amazing.

He's exactly what the show needed to make it work.

He owned it. He owned it.

So far in Doctor Who: The Ultimate Guide...

we've seen nine of the 11 Doctors in action.

-They've been intelligent...

-It's antimatter.

..courageous,

sometimes a little grumpy...

Mind your own business.

..but always entertaining.

Still to come, our look back at the Doctors has brought us

-slap-bang into the modern era.

-New teeth.

And as we near the end of our journey across the Whoniverse,

we're down to out last two Doctors.

And things begin to get a little darker.

My favourite Doctor...

..it has to be Mr Tennant.

MUSIC: "Yeah Yeah" by Willy Moon

The tenth Doctor came crashing down to Earth with a bang

and a whole new appearance.

Here we are then.

It was awesome.

It was amazing.

He just came in and was like so different.

Good different or bad different?

He's a lot more manic.

Barcelona.

Even in the serious moments.

Ba-da boom!

Someone who looks a certain way and wears soft shoes

and a tight suit

and larks around a bit.

Exuberant.

Very quirky.

Pulled a lot of sort of faces.

New teeth. That's weird.

New teeth.

He was a very joyous, very happy Doctor.

Very energetic Doctor.

But you're also trying to undercut that with the fact that

he's actually 900 years old.

There's steel in there.

I need you to shut up!

Oh, he hasn't changed that much, has he?

Despite his crash landing,

the tenth Doctor took a while

-to actually start doing the usual Doctory stuff.

-Help us.

Please, Doctor.

Help us.

I spent a lot of the Christmas Invasion asleep.

We didn't even get to see what his Doctor was like

until the critical moment came.

But then I get to show off, I don't stop speaking for about five pages.

Did you miss me?

Yes, still in his PJs, he sprang into action

and took on the evil leader of the Sycorax.

I fight an alien on the wing of a spacecraft.

Had my hand chopped off and save the day.

You cut my hand off.

It's an entrance worth waiting for.

Witchcraft!

Want to know the best bit?

This new hand...

is a fighting hand!

The Doc then defeated his sharp-toothed opponent

and offered him an ultimatum.

I'll spare your life if you'll take this champion's command.

Leave this planet.

And never return.

What do you say?

Yes.

Swear on the blood of your species!

I swear.

There we are then. Thanks for that.

Cheers, big fella.

Bravo!

But as well know, you never turn your back on a Sycorax.

Not bad for a man in his jim jams.

And it became clear he wasn't going to be a Time Lord to mess with.

No second chances.

I'm that sort of a man.

He may be apparently affable,

but you shouldn't underestimate what lies beneath.

Am I funny?

When he wasn't being ruthless, the tenth Doctor liked a bit of a laugh.

You are the best because you are so sick.

Allons-y.

Allons-y.

Brilliant. Brilliant. Allons-y.

Allons-y.

It's French for let's go.

David's a true fan.

I'm brilliant.

And it was genuine.

His own personal joy just to be...

You knew he loved being there.

He wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else.

You're stone-cold brilliant.

But the tenth Doctor's reign more than any previous Doctor

was defined by his relationship with the ladies.

He loves playing with Earth girls.

This is...very unfairly levelled at the tenth Doctor,

That he was chasing lots of women.

He absolutely wasn't.

We make quite a couple.

Any kisses that he may have had in the series,

none of them are romantic.

Oh, yeah?

Women may have fallen for him, but it didn't work the other way around.

He was scrupulous.

Hold on a minute.

There was Lady Christina, Madame de Pompadour and uh...

You must be Malcolm.

Even Malcolm.

Oh, I love you.

He deserves a bit of love in his life.

I love you.

But most importantly there was Rose.

The Doctor and Rose was a love story really

without any sexual element.

Because that would be wrong, they were...

clearly devoted to each other.

I always think the Doctors and their companions end up closer

when they've seen him regenerate.

It's almost like they know him in an intimate way.

And Rose just got to him and they had a very unconventional love story

certainly, but I think that's what it was.

The whole story of David Tennant's Doctor with Rose was just

so moving and wasn't it like suddenly the Doctor just came out

of nowhere, fell in love with his companion and they started snogging.

It was really beautifully done.

Like all good love stories, it ends in desperate tragedy.

When Rose was thrust into a different universe,

the Doctor makes the journey over,

allowing Rose to say the words she'd longed to say.

They get to say the goodbye they were robbed of...

..when they parted.

So in the end there was a tearful farewell

and the chance to express their feelings.

I love you.

Quite right too.

Rose tells him that she loves him.

But the Doctor doesn't quite manage to say it back.

And I suppose...

..it's my last chance to say it.

Rose Tyler...

During his time-travels, he fought old foes, the Cybermen.

Davros and the Daleks.

Tangled with Professor Lazarus.

Battled some mouth-watering Martians.

And there was an encounter with

the Weeping Angels you simply couldn't take your eyes off.

In one episode he even joined forces with legendary former companion

Sarah Jane Smith and K-9.

But in the history of Doctor's downfalls,

the story of the demise of the tenth is a hard one to beat.

The heartbeat of a Time Lord.

The Time Lords retrospectively placed this beat in the Master's head

and they used that as a beacon to pull themselves out of the Time War.

You sticking with this?

Never ever stops, the drumming, Doctor, the constant drumming...

And after a ferocious battle with the Time Lords and the Master,

the Doctor was the last man standing.

I'm still alive.

Turns out that the four knocks are Wilf

asking to be let out of a radiation box.

Something much more mundane but of course for the Doctor,

much more tragic.

I can do so much more.

So much more!

David Tennant's exit was a classic Doctor Who exit,

he sacrificed himself.

But then who wouldn't sacrifice themselves to save Bernard Cribbins?

It's my honour...

I think that is the epitome of the Doctor to do that.

Better be quick.

Three, two, one.

And so the tenth Doctor's time was up.

David, I think, it was the first time you saw his two hearts.

It's the battle between the good side and bad side,

but I think that's the internal battle of the Doctor.

He quite outrageously sort of made this sexy, cool, cheeky Doctor,

almost the ladies' man and he was properly cool.

Female population of the world...

"Oh, Doctor Who."

It shone and what's more it inspired everybody else.

And that was such a radical departure for the old Time Lord.

Ten regenerations, countless villains,

adventures and companions later,

yes, it's time to meet the present owner of the TARDIS.

It's the 11th Doctor.

Hello.

My favourite Doctor is Matt Smith.

When I heard that they were going to get a 12-year-old

to play Doctor Who,

I was like, "No, you can't go for young!"

But then when Matt came along...he was terrific.

Things. Hello. What kind of things?

Interesting things. I love things. Ask anyone.

I love that energy. It's youthful, of course.

He's like a boffin and an action hero at the same time.

I think he captures the character perfectly.

You only live once.

I think he was just born to play that role.

So what's the 11th Doctor actually like then?

Spontaneous, I would say.

I'd say he's one of the sillier versions of the character.

Christmas Eve on a rooftop, saw a chimney,

my whole brain just went, "What the hell?"

I love the sheer brilliance of his physical comedy.

Reminds me of a silent screen comedian.

I love how he does this...

He definitely played up the alien aspect.

Time isn't a straight line, it's all bumpy-wumpy.

There's loads of boring stuff like Sundays and Tuesdays

and Thursday afternoons.

He's just so...not of Earth.

The 11th Doctor has faced a fraught time in the TARDIS,

and has been taken to darker places than any previous Doctor before him.

Argh!

But with his time in the TARDIS shortly to come to an end,

where did it all start?

Amy was a kick-ass companion.

I mean, I hope - is it bad to say that myself?

She certainly was. She had to fiercely do battle with vampires...

Weeping Angels...

and, of course, the Daleks.

My friend reckons you're dangerous. Is it true?

I wouldn't say she was totally fearless,

but she certainly dealt with her fears really well.

Yes, this was one fiery redhead

who certainly knew the meaning of swashbuckling.

Amy, what are you doing?

Saving your life. OK with that, are you?

Put down the sword, a sword could kill us all, girl.

Yeah, thanks, that's actually why I'm pointing it at you.

But through Amy's adventures we discover an ugly side to the Doctor,

when he leaves an older version of Amy behind to save her younger self.

So, he's very silly and funny, but at the same time,

there's a sort of dark side.

I trusted you!

We learn more about the character, and learn more about the dark side.

I want people to call you Colonel Runaway.

I want children laughing outside your door,

cos they've found the house of Colonel Runaway.

And when people come to you and ask if trying to get to me

through the people I love...

He's a man of immense power if he chooses to use it.

Look, I'm angry, that's new.

I'm really not sure what's going to happen, now.

And there are times when his great rage

and his impatience can overtake him.

Take it!

Take it all, baby!

Have it!

You have it all!

Realising that there were a lot of people out to get him,

he conjured up a plan...

to fake his own death.

Amy! Stay back!

A master of escapology he may have been,

but one of the things he wasn't so good at was being on his own,

as we found out when his companions' journey came to an end.

Amy and Rory had the saddest farewell from the Doctor.

The Doctor, Amy and Rory have a huge battle with the Weeping Angels

in New York, and then when they think that it's all done,

at the last moment, a Weeping Angel gets Rory.

# I hear the angels talking talking, talking... #

Doctor?!

Amy is left with a choice, she can essentially commit suicide

or have herself zapped back in time to be with her husband.

Just come back into the TARDIS.

Or she could stay with the Doctor, and she chooses Rory, her husband,

and sacrifices herself to a Weeping Angel.

Goodbye.

In a moment, in a heartbeat, they're dead and gone,

then it's just utterly wretched for him again.

He knows, because he's such a long-lived time-traveller,

that all friendship is deferred bereavement,

as far as he's concerned. It's going to happen, he's going to lose them.

He moves and moves and moves, cos if he stopped, it would...

He would be very, very upset about all the things that he's...

All the people he's lost along the way.

The Doctor shouldn't be alone.

The Doctor can't be alone.

And he wasn't alone for long

before he had a new travelling companion.

Clara.

Doctor Who?

The Doctor first met Clara after she'd been turned into a Dalek,

but she died.

Then, as a Victorian nanny, again, she died.

She died, both times. The same woman!

So, by the third time,

the Doctor was desperate not to make it a hat-trick.

When he meets her again and gets a third chance to save her,

he knows there's a mystery to solve here.

How can he have met the same person three times?

And it was with Clara

that the Doctor found himself facing his ultimate fate.

His friends are lost for evermore unless he goes to Trenzalore.

It's his grave,

the one place he must never go in the universe is his own grave.

Welcome to the tomb of the Doctor.

Genuinely freaked and frightened by it.

This a man who travels into the past and the future all the time,

but on this occasion,

he's travelling into the furthest recess of his own future.

It turns out that that clever-clogs, the Great Intelligence,

was planning to wipe the Doctor from history,

by jumping into his timeline.

But Clara had other ideas.

When she sees the Doctor's timeline and realises the only way

to save the Doctor is to go into the timeline and repair it...

Clara...

I don't know where I am.

Clara!

I just know I'm running.

I love the bit where Clara jumped into the timeline,

because she's another feisty, brave young character, you know?

I love her, she's brilliant.

And it's here we start to realise just how important Clara is.

This is the point at which she will shatter into many different

versions of herself and become the girl that keeps saving him

throughout his life, helping him choose the TARDIS,

helping him survive at every point.

Always I'm running to save the Doctor, again and again and again.

And, hidden in his timeline,

Clara finds the Doctor's deepest, darkest secret.

He has to keep something back.

We've always thought we've seen every moment of his life,

seen every face that he's had.

There's a place that...even his closest companions can't go there.

But at the end of The Name Of The Doctor,

we realise there's one more Doctor he simply doesn't talk about,

who somehow doesn't even count as the Doctor,

and that version of himself is played by John Hurt.

So, we've come to the end of our journey across 50 years

of Doctor Who.

And we've seen the many faces of our time-travelling hero.

From the action man to the joker.

Am I funny?

From the boffin to the dandy.

From the lothario to the tough guy.

I am a Time Lord.

We've got to know this complex

and unique hero of science fiction a little better.

Would you care for a jelly baby?

Don't I know you?

Come on then!

Absolutely fantastic.

That's absolutely splendid.

Wait a minute...

You did this!

Gotcha.

And whatever the future holds for our beloved Doctor,

we can only hope it's going to be as mesmerising

and full of wonderment as the last 50 years.

I'll just be off, then.

I remember now.

I remember everything.

It's like seeing it all for the first time.

Seeing me, me...

The Doctor.

11 faces, hundreds, thousands of years of space and time.

And now it's all back in there again.

Ready for our proper holiday?

I don't know if I deserve a holiday -

you know, I don't know if I deserve anything.

Not knowing was good.

It was a relief.

So much death, so many...

..friends I've lost.

I mean, how do I carry on?

Because...

Because you've saved billions of lives,

and every time you go to a place and there's something wrong,

you could turn and run, but you don't.

You never do.

You stay. You help.

Wouldn't ANYONE stay and help?

No! And because you don't know that,

and because you'll never understand it,

-that, my friend, is what makes you the Doctor.

-Ooh.

And that's why you'll never stop.

-You've made me feel better.

-You make everything better.

Now, listen. Don't get soppy,

I will not have soppiness in the TARDIS, young lady.

Right! OK...

Let's go on holiday, shall we?

-Hold tight.

-Woo!