Flesh and Stone Doctor Who

River?

Follow that ship!

Has Dr Song explained what we're dealing with?

Doctor...

what's it going to do to me?

Amy, not the eyes, look at the angel but don't look at the eyes.

The angel, as far as we know, is still trapped in the ship,

our mission is to get inside and neutralise it.

Don't you see? All that radiation spilling out, the drive burn.

The crash of the Byzantium wasn't an accident,

it was a rescue mission for the Angels.

We're in the middle of an army.

The statues are advancing on all sides.

There's no way up, no way back, no way out.

I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous.

When I do, jump.

-On my signal.

-What signal?

-You won't miss it.

Up! Look up!

-You OK?

-What happened?

We jumped.

-Jumped where?

-Up, up, look up!

-Where are we?

-Exactly where we were.

-No we're not.

-Move your feet!

Doctor, what am I looking at, explain.

Oh, come on, Amy, think!

The ship crashed with the power still on, yeah?

So what else is still on?

The artificial gravity. One good jump, and up we fell.

Shot out the grav-globe to give us an updraft, and here we are!

Doctor. The statues, they look more like Angels now.

They're feeding on the radiation from the wreckage,

draining all the power from the ship, restoring themselves.

Within an hour, they'll be an army!

They're taking out the lights. Look at them, look at the Angels.

-Into the ship, now, quickly all of you!

-But how?

Doctor!

It's just a corridor,

the gravity orientates to the floor.

Now, in here, all of you, don't take your eyes off the Angels, move, move, move!

OK, men, go, go, go!

The Angels, presumably they can jump up too?

They're here, now.

In the dark, we're finished. Run!

This whole place is a death trap.

No, it's a time bomb. Well, it's a death trap and a time bomb.

And now it's a dead end. Nobody panic.

Oh, just me then. What's through here?

Secondary flight deck.

OK, so we've basically run up the inside of a chimney, yeah?

-So what if the gravity fails?

-I've thought about that.

-And?

And we'll all plunge to our deaths. See, I've thought about it.

The security protocols are still live.

There's no way to override them, it's impossible.

-How impossible?

-Two minutes.

The hull is breached and the power's failing.

-Sir! Incoming!

-Doctor! Lights.

Clerics, keep watching them.

And don't look at their eyes anywhere else, not the eyes.

I've isolated the lighting grid, they can't drain the power now.

Good work, Doctor.

Yes, good. Good in many ways, good you like it so far...

-So far?

-Well, there's only one way to open this door.

I guess I'll need to route all the power in this section

-through the door control.

-Good, fine, do it.

Including the lights. All of them. I'll need to turn out the lights.

-How long for?

-Fraction of a second.

-Maybe longer. Maybe quite a bit longer.

-Maybe?

I'm guessing. We're being attacked by statues in a crashed ship, there isn't a manual for this!

Doctor, we lost the torches, we'll be in total darkness.

No other way. Bishop?

Dr Song, I've lost good Clerics today. You trust this man?

-I absolutely trust him.

-He's not some kind of madman then?

I absolutely trust him.

Excuse me.

I'm taking your word, because you're the only one who can manage this guy.

But that only works so long as he doesn't know who you are.

You cost me any more men, and I might just tell him.

Understood?

Understood.

-OK, Doctor, we've got your back.

-Bless you, Bishop.

Combat distance, ten feet, as soon as the lights go down, continuous fire.

Full spread over the hostiles, do not stop firing while the lights are out.

Shot gun protocol, we don't have bullets to waste.

-Amy, when the lights go down, the wheel should release. Spin it clockwise, four turns.

-Ten.

No, four, four turns.

-Yeah, four, I heard you.

-Ready!

On my count then.

God be with us all.

Three...two...one.

Fire!

-Turn!

-Doctor, quickly!

It's opening, it's working.

Fall back!

-Doctor, quickly.

-Doctor!

Doctor!

What are you doing?

-Magnetized the door. Nothing could turn that wheel now.

-Yeah?

-Dear God!

-Ah, now you're getting it! You've bought us time though, that's good, I am good with time.

Doctor!

Seal that door, seal it now!

-We're surrounded!

-Seal it, seal that door.

-Doctor, how long have we got?

-Five minutes, max.

-Nine.

-Five.

-Five, right yeah.

-Why d'you say nine?

-I didn't.

-We need another way out of here.

-There isn't one.

Yeah, there is, course there is. This is a galaxy class ship,

goes for years between planet-falls. So what do they need?

-Of course.

-Of course, what?

-What do they need?

-Can we get in there?

Well, it's a sealed unit, but they must have installed it somehow.

This whole wall should slide up.

There's clamps, release the clamps!

What's through there? What do they need?

They need to breathe.

But that's...

..That's a...

-It's an oxygen factory.

-It's a forest.

Yeah, it's a forest, it's an oxygen factory.

And if we're lucky, an escape route.

-Eight.

-What did you say?

-Nothing.

-Is there another exit?

Scan the architecture, we don't have time to get lost in there.

On it! Stay where you are until I've checked the Rad levels.

But trees! On a space ship?

Oh, more than trees, way better than trees. You're going to love this.

Treeborgs...

Trees plus technology.

Branches become cables, become sensors on the hull,

a forest sucking in starlight, breathing out air.

It even rains, there's a whole mini-climate.

It is an eco-pod running through the heart of the ship.

A forest in a bottle, on a space ship, in a maze.

Have I impressed you yet, Amy Pond?

-Seven.

-Seven?

-Sorry, what?

-You said seven.

-No, I didn't.

-Yes, you did.

-Doctor!

There's an exit, far end of the ship, into the Primary Flight Deck.

-That's where we need to go.

-Plotting a safe path.

-Quick as you like!

-'Doctor?

'Excuse me, hello, Doctor?

'Angel Bob here, sir.'

Ah, there you are, Angel Bob, how's life? Sorry, bad subject.

'The Angels are wondering what you hope to achieve.'

We're just hanging.

It's nice in here, consoles, comfy chairs, a forest.

How's things with you?

'The Angels are feasting, sir.

'Soon we will be able to absorb enough power to consume this vessel,

'this world, and all the stars and worlds beyond.'

Well, we've got comfy chairs, did I mention?

'We have no need of comfy chairs.'

I made him say comfy chairs!

LAUGHS: Six.

Enough chat. What have you done to Amy?

-'There is something in her eye.'

-What's in her eye?

-'We are.'

-What's he talking about?

Doctor, I'm five.

I mean, five.

Fine! I'm fine.

You're counting.

-Counting?

-You're counting down. From ten.

-You have been for a few minutes.

-Why?

-I don't know.

Well, counting down to what?

I don't know.

'We shall take her. We shall take all of you.

'We shall have dominion over all time and space.'

Get a life, Bob.

Oops, sorry again.

There's power on this ship, but nowhere near that much.

'With respect, sir,

'there is more power on this ship than you yet understand.'

SCREECHING

Dear God, what is it?

They're back.

'It's hard to put in your terms, Dr Song,

'but as best I understand it, the Angels are laughing.'

Laughing?

'Because you haven't noticed yet.

-'The Doctor in the TARDIS hasn't noticed.'

-Doctor!

No, wait, there's something...

I've...

..missed.

That's... That's like the crack from my bedroom wall

-from when I was a little girl.

-Yes.

Two parts of space and time that should never have touched.

OK, enough, we're moving out!

-Agreed. Doctor?

-Yeah. Fine!

-What are you doing?

-Right with you.

We're not leaving without you!

Oh, yes you are. Bishop?

Miss Pond, Dr Song, now!

-Doctor, come on!

-So, what are you?

Oh, that's bad.

Ah, that's extremely very not good.

Do not blink.

Agh!

Amy?

Amy, what's wrong?

Why am I not dead then?

Good, and not so good.

Oh, this isn't even a little bit good.

I mean, is that it?

Is that the power that brought you here?

That's pure time energy, you can't feed on that,

that's the fire at the end of the universe.

-I'll tell you something else...

-RUMBLING

Never let me talk!

-Amy, what's wrong?

-Four.

Med-scanner, now!

Dr Song, we can't stay here, we've got to keep moving.

We wait for the Doctor.

Our mission is to make this wreckage safe,

and neutralise the Angels, until that is achieved...

Father Octavian, when the Doctor is in the room,

your only mission is to keep him alive long enough

to get everyone else home, and trust me, it's not easy.

If he's dead back there, I'll never forgive myself,

and if he's alive, I'll never forgive him.

-And, Doctor, you're standing right behind me, aren't you?

-Oh, yeah.

-I hate you!

-You don't. Bishop, the Angels are in the forest.

We need visual contact on every line of approach.

-How did you get past them?

-I told them

-the crack in the wall was the end of the universe.

-What was it?

The end of the universe. Let's have a look then.

-So, what's wrong with me?

-Nothing, you're fine.

-Everything, you're dying.

-Doctor!

Yes, you're right, if we lie to her, she'll get all better(!) Right, Amy!

Amy, what's the matter with Amelia?

Something's in her eye, what does that mean?

-Doctor.

-Busy.

-Scared!

-Course, you're dying, shut up!

OK, let him think.

She stared at the Angel, she looked into the eyes of an angel for too long...

Sir! Angel, incoming!

And here.

Keep visual contact, do not let it move!

Come on, come on, wakey, wakey!

She watched an Angel climb out of the screen, and, and...

The image of an Angel is an Angel.

A living image in a human mind.

We stare at them to stop them getting closer, we don't blink,

and that's what they want, cos if our eyes are open, they can climb inside.

There's an Angel in her mind.

Three.

Doctor, it's coming, I can feel it, I'm going to die!

Please just shut up, I'm thinking.

Now counting, what's that about? Bob, why are they making her count?

-'To make her afraid, sir.'

-OK, but why, what for?

'For fun, sir.'

Aargh!

Doctor, what's happening to me? Explain!

Inside your head, in the vision centres of your brain, there's an Angel.

It's like there's a virtual screen inside your mind,

and the Angel is climbing out of it, and it's coming

to shut you off.

Then what I do?

If it was a real screen we'd pull the plug,

but we can't just knock her out, the Angel would take over!

Then what? Quickly!

We've got to pull the plug, starve the Angel.

-Doctor, she's got seconds.

-How would you starve your lungs?

-I'd stop breathing.

-Amy, close your eyes!

No, no. I don't want to.

Good, because that's not you, that's the Angel, it's afraid! Do it! Close your eyes!

BEEPING

-She's normalising.

-SIGHS

You did it! You did it!

Sir? Two more incoming.

Three more over here.

Still weak, dangerous to move her.

-Can I open my eyes now?

-Amy, listen to me.

If you open your eyes now for more than a second, you will die.

The Angel is still inside you.

We haven't stopped it, we've just sort of, paused it.

You've used up your countdown. You cannot open your eyes.

Doctor, we're too exposed here, we have to move on.

We're exposed everywhere, and Amy can't move, and that's not the plan.

-There's a plan?

-I don't know yet. Right!

Father, you and your Clerics will stay here, look after Amy.

If anything happens to her,

I'll hold you personally responsible, twice.

River, you and me,

we're going to find the Primary Flight Deck which is...

..straight ahead.

We'll stabilise the wreckage, stop the Angels, and cure Amy.

-How?

-I'll do a thing.

-What thing?

It's a thing in progress, respect the thing. Moving out!

Doctor, I'm coming with you, my Clerics can look after Miss Pond.

These are my best men, they'd lay down their lives in her protection.

-I don't need you.

-I don't care. Where Dr Song goes, I go.

What?

You two engaged or something?

Yes. In a manner of speaking.

-Marco, you're in charge till I get back.

-Sir!

Doctor... Please. Can't I come with you?

You'd slow us down, Miss Pond.

I don't want to sound selfish, but you'd really speed me up.

You'll be safer here, we can't protect you on the move.

I'll be back for you soon as I can, I promise.

-You always say that.

-I always come back.

Good luck everyone, behave, do not let that girl open her eyes.

And keep watching the forest, stop those Angels advancing.

Amy, later! River, going to need your computer.

Yeah.

Later.

Amy, you need to start trusting me, it's never been more important.

But you don't always tell me the truth.

If I always told you the truth, I wouldn't need you to trust me.

Doctor, the crack in my wall. How can it be here?

I don't know yet, but I'm working it out.

Now, listen.

Remember what I told you when you were seven?

-What did you tell me?

-No, no...

That's not the point.

You have to remember.

Remember what?

Doctor?

Doctor?

What's that?

Readings from a crack in a wall.

How that be the end of the universe?

Here's what I think. One day there'll be a very big bang.

So big every moment in history, past and future, will crack.

-Is that possible? How?

-How can you be engaged in a manner of speaking?

Well...

Sucker for a man in uniform.

Dr Song is in my personal custody.

I released her from the Stormcage Containment Facility four days ago,

and I am legally responsible for her

until she has accomplished her mission and earned her pardon.

Just so we understand each other.

You were in Stormcage?

BEEPING

What? What is that?

The date! The date of the explosion! Where the crack begins.

And for those of us who can't read the base code of the universe?

Amy's time!

So. What's happening? Anything happening out there?

The Angels are still grouping.

Are you getting this too?

-The trees?

-What's wrong with the trees?

Here too, sir. They're ripping the Treeborgs apart.

And here, they're taking out the lights.

What is it, what's happening?

Tell me, I can't see.

It's the trees, ma'am. The trees are going out.

It doesn't open it from here.

But it's the Primary Flight Deck,

this has got to be a service hatch or something.

Hurry up and open it, time's running out.

What did you say? Time's running out, is that what you said?

Yeah, I just meant...

I know what you meant, hush!

-But what if it could?

-What if what could?

Time. What if time could run out?

Got it!

Angels advancing, sir.

Over here, again.

Weapons primed, combat distance five feet, wait for it!

What is it? What's happening, just tell me!

Keep your position and, ma'am, keep your eyes shut!

Wait!

The ship's not on fire, is it?

It can't be, the compressors would have taken care of it.

Marco, the Angels have gone.

-Where'd they go?

-What, the Angels?

-This side's clear too, sir.

-The Angels have gone?

There's still movement out there, but away from us now.

-It's like they're running.

-Running from what?

Phillip, Crispin,

need to get a closer look at that.

What are you all looking at? What's there?

Cracks in time, time running out... No, couldn't be.

How is a duck pond a duck pond if there aren't any ducks?

And she didn't recognise the Daleks!

OK, time can shift, time can change, time can be rewritten. Ah! Oh!

It's like, I don't know... a curtain of energy.

Sort of shifting.

Makes you feel weird.

-Sick.

-And you think it scared the Angels?

What could scare those things?

-What are you doing?

-Point me at the light.

You can't open your eyes.

Not for more than a second, that's what the Doctor said.

Still got a bit of countdown left.

-Ma'am, you can't.

-I need to see it.

Am I looking the right way? I have to be quick.

Very quick!

OK.

It's the same shape!

It's the crack in my wall.

Close your eyes. Now!

It's following me! How can it be following me?

-Are you OK?

-Yeah.

It was the same shape!

Marco, you want me to get a closer look at that?

Go for it.

-Don't get too close.

-Hang on, what about the other two?

-Why not just wait till they're back?

-What other two?

The ones you sent before.

I didn't send anyone before.

You did, I heard you. Crispin and Phillip.

Crispin and who?

Dr Song. Get through, now. Doctor?

Doctor?

Time can be unwritten.

Amy, there never was a Crispin or a Phillip

on this mission. I promise you.

No, I heard you.

Before you sent Pedro, you sent Crispin and Phillip,

and now you can't even remember them.

Something happened,

I don't know what, and you don't even remember!

-Pedro?

-Yeah, before you sent Pedro.

Who's Pedro?

-It's been happening and I haven't even noticed!

-Doctor, we've have to move.

The CyberKing! A giant cyberman walks over all of Victorian London and no-one remembers.

We have to move it!

Never mind the Angels, there's worse here than Angels!

I beg to differ, sir.

Let him go.

Well, it can't let me go, sir, not while you're looking at it.

I can't stop looking at it, it'll kill you.

It'll kill me anyway. There's no way out of this.

You have to leave me!

Can't you wriggle out?

No, it's too tight.

There's nothing you can do.

Something's happening!

Pedro was here a second ago and now you can't even remember him!

There never was a Pedro, there's only ever been the two of us here!

No, there were five of us, why can't you remember?

Listen, listen,

I need to get a closer look at that light, whatever it is.

Don't worry, I won't get too close.

No, you can't, you mustn't.

Here, spare communicator,

-I'll stay in touch the whole time.

-You won't.

If you go back there what happened to the others will happen to you!

-There weren't any others!

-There won't be any YOU if you go back there.

Two minutes. I promise.

Please, just listen to me!

Sir, there's nothing you can do.

-You're dead if I leave you.

-Yes, yes, I'm dead.

-And before you go...

-I'm not going!

-Listen to me, it's important!

-You can't trust her.

-Trust who?

River Song. You think you know her, but you don't.

-You don't understand who or what she is.

-Then tell me.

I've told you more than I should.

Now, please, you have to go, it's your duty to your friends.

-Just tell me why she was in Stormcage?

-She killed a man.

A good man, a hero to many.

-Who?

-You don't want to know, sir.

You really don't.

-Who did she kill?

-Sir, the Angels are coming, you have to leave me.

You'll die.

I will die in the knowledge that my courage did not desert me at the end.

For that I thank God

and bless the path that takes you to safety.

I wish I'd known you better.

I think, sir,

you know me at my best.

Ready?

Content.

There's a teleport! If I can get it to work, we can beam the others here. Where's Octavian?

Octavian's dead. So is that teleport, you're wasting your time.

I'm going to need your communicator.

Hello, are you there?

Hello?

-Hello?

-'I'm here,

'I'm fine.

'I'm quite close to it now.'

Then come back!

Come back now, please.

'It's weird looking at it. It feels really...'

RADIO STATIC WHISTLES

Really what? Hello?

Really what?

Hello? Hello?!

Hello?

Please say you're there, hello?

Hello!

Amy? Amy?

Is that you?

-'Doctor?'

-Where are you? Are the Clerics with you?

They've gone. There was a light and they walked into the light.

-Doctor, they didn't even remember each other.

-No. They wouldn't.

-What is that light?

-Time running out.

Amy, I'm sorry, I should never have left you there.

Well, what do I do now?

You come to us. Primary Flight Deck, other end of the forest.

I can't see! I can't open my eyes.

-Turn on the spot.

-Sorry, what?

-Just do it, turn on the spot.

'When the communicator sounds like my screwdriver, you're facing the right way. Follow the sound.'

WHIRRING

WHIRRING BECOMES HIGH-PITCHED

'You have to start moving now.

'There's time energy spilling out of that crack and you have to stay ahead of it.'

But the Angels, they're everywhere.

I'm sorry, I really am, but the Angels can only kill you.

What does the Time Energy do?

-Just keep moving!

-Tell me!

If the Time Energy catches up with you, you'll never have been born. It will erase

every moment of your existence. You will never have lived at all.

Now, keep your eyes shut and keep moving!

-It's never going to work.

-What else have you got?

River, tell me!

WHOOSHING, CLANGING

-What's that?

-The Angels, running from the fire.

They came here to feed on the time energy, now it's going to feed on them.

Amy, listen to me, I'm sending a bit of software to your communicator.

It's a proximity detector, it'll beep if there's something in your way.

You just manoeuvre till the beeping stops.

Because, Amy, this is important, the forest is full of Angels.

You're going to have to walk like you can see.

Well, what do you mean?

Look, just keep moving.

That time energy. What's it going to do?

Er, keep eating.

-How do we stop it?

-Feed it.

-Feed it what?

A big complicated space-time event, should shut it up for a while.

-Like what, for instance?

-SHOUTING:

-Like me, for instance!

HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING

-What's that?

-It's a warning.

There are Angels round you now.

Amy, listen to me. This is going to be hard but I know...

you can do it.

The Angels are scared and running.

'Right now they're not that interested in you.

'They'll assume you can see them, and their instincts will kick in.

'All you've got to do is walk like you can see.'

Just don't open your eyes.

Walk like you can see.

You're not moving. You have to do this.

'Now.'

You have to do this!

COMMUNICATOR BEEPS REGULARLY

BEEPING SPEEDS UP

SHE GASPS

BEEPING SLOWS BACK DOWN

BEEPING SPEEDS UP

BEEPING SLOWS DOWN

Doctor! I can't find the communicator!

I dropped it! I can't find it, Doctor!

Doctor...

Doctor!

Doctor...

Don't open your eyes. You're on the Flight Deck, the Doctor's here, I teleported you. See?

Told you I could get it working.

River Song, I could bloody kiss you.

Ah well, maybe when you're older.

ALARM BUZZER BLARES

What's that?

The Angels are draining the last of the ship's power. Which means...

the shield's going to release!

Angel Bob, I presume.

The Time Field is coming. It will destroy our reality.

And look at you, all running away. What can I do for you?

There is a rupture in time.

The Angels calculate that if you throw yourself into it, it will close, and they will be saved.

Yeah, yeah, could do, could do that. But why?

Your friends would also be saved.

-Well, there is that.

-I've travelled in time.

-I'm a complicated space/time event too, throw me in.

-Oh, be serious!

These Angels are more complicated than you,

and it would take every one of them to amount to me, so get a grip.

-Doctor, I can't let you do this.

-No, seriously, get a grip.

-You're not going to die here!

-No, I mean it.

River, Amy, get a grip.

Oh, you genius!

Sir, the Angels need you to sacrifice yourself now.

Thing is, Bob, the Angels are draining all the power from this ship, every last bit of it.

And you know what? I think they've forgotten where they're standing.

I think they've forgotten the gravity of the situation.

Or to put it another way, Angels...

You hold on tight and don't you let go for anything.

Night-night.

Ah, bruised everywhere.

-Me too.

-You didn't have to climb out with your eyes shut.

Neither did you, I kept saying.

The Angels all fell into the time field, the Angel in your memory never existed.

It can't harm you now.

Then why do I remember it at all?

Those guys on the ship didn't remember each other.

You're a time traveller now, Amy.

Changes the way you see the universe.

Forever. Good, isn't it?

And the crack.

Is that gone too?

Yeah.

For now. But the explosion that caused it

is still happening...

..somewhere out there.

Somewhere in time.

You, me...handcuffs.

Must it always end this way?

What now?

The prison ship's in orbit, they'll beam me up any second.

I might have done enough to earn a pardon this time, we'll see.

Octavian said you killed a man.

Yes, I did.

A good man.

A very good man.

The best man I've ever known.

Who?

It's a long story, Doctor, can't be told, it has to be lived.

No sneak previews.

Well, except for this one.

You'll see me again quite soon,

when the Pandorica opens.

The Pandorica. Ha!

That's a fairy tale.

Oh, Doctor,

aren't we all?

-I'll see you there.

-I look forward to it.

I remember it well.

Bye, River.

See you, Amy.

BEEPING

Oh! I think that's my ride.

Can I trust you, River Song?

If you like.

But where's the fun in that?

What are you thinking?

Time can be rewritten.

I want to go home.

OK.

No, not like that!

I just want to show you something.

You're running from River.

I'm running too.

-Well!

-Yeah!

-Blimey!

-I know.

This is the same night we left, yeah?

We've been gone five minutes.

I'm getting married in the morning.

Why did you leave it here?

-Why did I leave my engagement ring when I ran away with a strange man the night before my wedding?

-Yeah.

You really are an alien, aren't you?

-Who's the lucky fella?

-You met him.

Ah, the good looking one, or the other one?

The other one.

-Well, he was good too.

-Thanks.

-So do you comfort a lot of people on the night before their wedding?

-Why would you need comforting?

I nearly died. I was alone, in the dark, and I nearly died.

-And it made me think.

-Well, yes, natural.

I think sometimes. Well, lots of times...

About what I want. About who I want.

-You know what I mean?

-Yeah...

No.

-About who...I want.

-Oh, right, yeah...

-No, still not getting it.

-Doctor.

In a word. In one very simple word even you can understand...

Uh...! You're getting married in the morning!

The morning's a long time away. What are we going to do about that?

Listen to me. I'm 907 years old. Do you understand what that means?

-It's been a while?

-No, no, no!

I'm 907, and look at me. I don't get older, I just change.

You get older, I don't, and this can't ever work.

Oh, you are sweet, Doctor.

But I really wasn't suggesting anything quite so...long term.

But you're human! You're Amy!

You're getting married in the morning! In the morning.

Doctor?

It's you. It's all about you,

everything, it's about you.

Hold that thought!

Amy Pond... Mad, impossible Amy Pond. I don't know why, I have no idea,

but quite possibly the single most important thing in the history

of the universe is that I get you sorted out right now.

-That's what I've been trying to tell you!

-Come on!

Doctor!

-..And for those of us who can't read the base code of the universe?

-Amy's time!

Rory, we need to talk about your fiancee.

I'm sending you somewhere... together!

Whoa, what? Like a date?

Venice! Venezia!

Something happens in there, something evil.

Pale, creepy girls who don't like sunlight.

Am I thinking what I think I'm thinking?

-Vampires!

-In Venice!

This whole thing is mental!

Ah.

-BUMP

-The people upstairs are very noisy!

-There aren't any people upstairs.

-I knew you were going to say that, did anyone else?

Move!

You need someone on the inside.

-No!

-Are you insane?

-We don't have another option.

You have no idea how dangerous you make people to themselves when you're around.

-Amy, come back!

-I'll be fine!

-They're Vampires, for God's sake.

-We hope!

So if they're not Vampires...

Doctor!

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