the Nobles' home]
(The Doctor is under the car, struggling with the
DONNA: He's going to choke. Doctor!
DOCTOR: It won't open.
(Sylvia comes back out of the house with an axe, closes the bonnet and
breaks the windscreen.)
SYLVIA: Well, don't just stand there. Get him out.
SOLDIER [OC]: All soldiers to withdraw. Make the
factory secure and take positions on the ground floor.
MACE: Wicowsky, take the soldiers into the factory. Make the area
secure. Seal off doors and windows.
(The troops push the vehicles out of the loading bay.)
SOLDIER: We've tried everything, it just won't stop.
(Mace goes to a female officer on the bank of
MACE: What have we got?
PRICE: ATMOS is running wild, sir. It can't be stopped, it's
everywhere. The whole planet.
(Red blobs are covering the inhabited areas on the big map. Martha 2
takes over from another computer user and enters 'her' security
clearance code to get into the NATO Defence System.)
[Outside the Nobles' home]
(Wilf is being taken to safety.)
DONNA: I can't believe you've got an axe.
DOCTOR: Get inside the house. Just try and close off the doors and
(Jenkins is driving a black cab.)
JENKINS: Doctor. This is all I could find that hasn't got ATMOS.
DOCTOR: Donna, you coming?
SYLVIA: Donna. Don't go. Look what happens every time that Doctor
appears. Stay with us, please.
WILF: You go, my darling.
WILF: Don't listen to her. You go with the Doctor. That's my girl.
(Donna gets into the cab.)
(Martha 2 finishes downloading NATO's Security Protocols onto a memory
stick, and leaves Mobile HQ. Once outside, she downloads it into her
SKORR: Success. The operative has the necessary
STAAL: Good work for a female. Now she must be protected.
SKORR: I will prepare an attack squad.
RATTIGAN: This is it, isn't it. Oh man, this is war!
STAAL: How does it feel, boy?
NEWS 24: The Government has declared a state of
emergency. People are being told to stay away from all cars with ATMOS
AMNN: The gas appears to be toxic. We are warning anyone and everyone,
stay away from the cars. Repeat, stay away from your cars.
DOCTOR: Ross, look after yourself. Get inside the building.
JENKINS: Will do. Greyhound Forty to Trap One. I have just returned the
Doctor to base safe and sound. Over. (Martha 2 hears the message on her
MACE: Trap One. Received. Over.
MARTHA 2: Sir. Message from the Doctor. He says Code Red Sontaran.
MACE: All troops. Code Red Sontaran. Code Red Sontaran.
DONNA: The air is disgusting.
DOCTOR: It's not so bad for me. Go on, get inside the Tardis. Oh, I've
never given you a key. Keep that. Go on, that's yours. Quite a big
DONNA: Yeah, maybe we can get sentimental after the world's finished
choking to death.
DOCTOR: Good idea.
DONNA: Where are you going?
DOCTOR: To stop a war.
(The Doctor runs to the ATMOS factory while Donna lets herself into the
DOCTOR: Right then, here I am. Good. Whatever you
do, Colonel Mace, do not engage the Sontarans in battle. There is
nothing they like better than a war. Just leave this to me.
MACE: And what are you going to do?
DOCTOR: I've got the Tardis. I'm going to get on board their ship.
(Martha taps her phone, and Grey and Harris snap to attention.)
DOCTOR: (to Martha) Come on.
(Grey and Harris fix devices to the outside of the
HARRIS: Ready for transport.
(The Tardis vanishes.)
STAAL: The spoils of war. The Doctor's infamous
vessel in Sontaran hands.
RATTIGAN: It's time I made a move, sir. I have soldiers of my own. I'll
tell them of the honour and the glory, sir. I'll tell them that
Planetfall is coming.
Rattigan teleports back to the Academy.)
SKORR: He is behaving exactly as predicted, sir.
(Donna opens the Tardis door, looks out, then closes it again.)
STAAL: None of the humans can guess our true purpose.
MARTHA 2: But where's the Tardis?
DOCTOR: Taste that, in the air. Yuck. That sort of metal tang. Teleport
exchange. It's the Sontarans. They've taken it. I'm stuck on Earth
like, like an ordinary person. Like a human. How rubbish is that?
Sorry, no offence, but come on.
MARTHA 2: So what do we do?
DOCTOR: Well, I mean, it's shielded. They could never detect it.
MARTHA 2: What?
DOCTOR: I'm just wondering, have you phoned your family and Tom?
MARTHA 2: No. What for?
DOCTOR: The gas. Tell them to stay inside.
MARTHA 2: Course I will, yeah but, what about Donna? I mean, where's
DOCTOR: Oh, she's gone home. She's not like you. She's not a soldier.
Right. So. Avanti.
(The building has a lovely view of West London -
Post Office Tower, Eye - disappearing in a layer of smog. The students
stand on the lawn, looking.)
RATTIGAN: Leave it. Turn away. Civilisation is falling.
MAN: But it's all over the news, sir. It's everywhere. Paris and New
RATTIGAN: It's time I told you. All of you. It's time I revealed what
our work has been for.
DOCTOR: Change of plan.
MACE: Good to have you fighting alongside us, Doctor.
DOCTOR: I'm not fighting. I'm not-fighting, as in not hyphen fighting,
got it? Now, does anyone know what this gas is yet?
MARTHA 2: We're working on it.
PRICE: It's harmful, but not lethal until it reaches eighty percent
density. We're having the first reports of deaths from the centre of
DOCTOR: And who are you?
PRICE: Captain Marion Price, sir.
DOCTOR: Oh, put your hand down. Don't salute.
MACE: Jodrell Bank's traced a signal, Doctor, coming from five thousand
miles above the Earth. We're guessing that's what triggered the cars.
DOCTOR: The Sontaran ship.
MACE: NATO has gone to Defcon One. We're preparing a strike.
DOCTOR: You can't do that. Nuclear missiles won't even scratch the
surface. Let me talk to the Sontarans.
MACE: You're not authorised to speak on behalf of the Earth.
DOCTOR: I've got that authority. I earned that a long time ago.
(The Doctor sticks his sonic screwdriver into the communications
DOCTOR: Calling the Sontaran Command Ship
DOCTOR [hologram]: Under Jurisdiction Two of the
Intergalactic Rules of Engagement.
(The scanner briefly shows a picture of Rose Tyler,
DOCTOR [on scanner]: This is the Doctor.
DONNA: Doctor, I'm here. Can you hear me?
STAAL: Doctor, breathing your last?
MACE: My God, they're like trolls.
DOCTOR: Yeah, loving the diplomacy, thanks. So, tell me, General Staal,
since when did you lot become cowards?
STAAL [on monitor]: How dare you!
MACE: Oh, that's diplomacy?
STAAL [on monitor]: Doctor, you impugn my honour.
DOCTOR: Yeah, I'm really glad you didn't say belittle, because then I'd
have a field day. But poison gas? That's the weapon of a coward and you
DOCTOR [hologram]: Staal, you could blast this
planet out of the sky
DOCTOR: And yet you're sitting up above watching it
die. Where's the fight in that? Where's the honour? Or
DOCTOR [hologram]: Are you lot planning something
else, because this isn't normal Sontaran warfare. What are you lot up
STAAL: A general would be unwise to reveal
STAAL [on monitor]: His strategy to the opposing
DOCTOR: Ah, the war's not going so well, then. Losing, are we?
STAAL [on monitor]: Such a suggestion is impossible.
MACE: What war?
DOCTOR: The war between the Sontarans and the Rutans. It's been raging,
far out in the stars, for fifty thousand years. Fifty thousand years of
bloodshed, and for what?
STAAL: For victory. Sontar-ha.
STAAL [on monitor]: Sontar-ha. Sontar-ha.
Sontar-ha. Sontar-ha. Sontar-ha.
DOCTOR: Give me a break.
(The Doctor changes channels with the screwdriver, to a cartoon.)
MACE: Doctor. I would seriously recommend that this dialogue is handled
by official Earth representation.
(And back to the Sontarans.)
STAAL [on monitor]: You will not be so quick to ridicule when you'll
see our prize. Behold. We are the first Sontarans in history to capture
DOCTOR: Well, as prizes go, that's noble.
DOCTOR [on scanner]: As they say in Latin, Donna
DONNA: That's me. I'm here.
DOCTOR [on scanner]: Did you never wonder about its design? It's a
phone box. It contains a phone. A telephonic device for communication.
Sort of symbolic. Like, if only we could communicate, you and I.
STAAL [OC]: All you have communicated is your distress, Doctor.
DONNA: Oh, my God.
(Donna picks up Martha's phone.)
DOCTOR: Big mistake though, showing it to me.
DONNA: But who do I phone?
DOCTOR Because I've got remote control.
STAAL: Cease transmission!
DONNA: Doctor, what number are you on?
(The scanner goes blank.)
DONNA: You haven't even got a number.
STAAL: Remove the box from the War Room, beyond the
DOCTOR: Ah, well.
MACE: That achieved nothing.
DOCTOR: Oh, you'd be surprised.
(Donna is jolted around as Sontarans move the
DONNA: But what do I do?
RATTIGAN: All this stuff we've been building. All
this invention. Where's it been heading? Gravity densifiers,
hydroponics, atmospheric conversion, ecoshells. More then enough to
build a brand new world.
MAN: Luke, we haven't got time for this. I've got to find my parents.
RATTIGAN: Oh, but this isn't just theory. I'm talking Planetfall, for
all of us. A brand new start for a brand new human race. Look. A new
world, far out, beyond Alpha Geminorum, just waiting for us. Its
official destination is Castor Thirty Six. I think of it as Earth Point
Two. I did wonder about Rattigan's World, but we can take a vote on
MAN: What the hell are you on about?
RATTIGAN: This is where we're going. I have partners willing to take us
WOMAN: Oh, he's lost it. I haven't got time for this.
RATTIGAN: Excuse me, I haven't finished. Where are you going?
WOMAN: To find my brother.
RATTIGAN: I didn't say you could leave.
WOMAN: I told him to put ATMOS is his car. I've got to go and help him.
(Rattigan takes a gun from his belt.)
RATTIGAN: Stay where you are.
WOMAN: What do you think you're doing?
MAN: Luke, put that down.
RATTIGAN: But, I did this for you, don't you see? We've spent all our
lives excluded. The clever ones. They've laughed at us and pulled us
down, those ordinary people out there. Those cattle. This is our chance
to leave them behind.
MAN: You mean you want them dead?
RATTIGAN: And I chose you to survive. With Planetfall we can start
again. We can build and breed, we can prosper, we can do anything.
WOMAN: We're going to breed?
RATTIGAN: I've designed a mating program. I've planned the whole thing.
WOMAN: Well then, shoot me.
RATTIGAN: Stay where you are. Stay where you are, I said. Stay where
(She leaves, and other students follow her.)
RATTIGAN: Stay where you are. That's an order!
MAN: Castor Thirty Six? You're just sick.
(Rattigan is left alone.)
RATTIGAN: I guess that just proves it. I'm cleverer then you. I'm
cleverer then everyone, do you hear me? I'm clever!
NEWS 24: The United Nations has issued a directive
worldwide, telling urban populations to stay indoors. Those in rural
areas are being ordered to stay away from all major cities. There are
reports from every country in Europe of thousands of people walking
across country to escape. And on the Eastern seaboard of America it's
said to be reminiscent of Dunkirk, with boats taking refugees out into
AMNN: With the freeways blocked by ATMOS cars, populations of major
cities are now walking across open country to escape the fumes. It is
being likened to a Biblical plague. Some are calling this the End of
(Donna calls one number that she knows.)
DONNA [OC]: Mum, you all right?
SYLVIA: Donna. Where are you, sweetheart?
WILF: Is that her?
SYLVIA: Oh, just finish the job. Your granddad's sealing us in. He's
sealing the windows. Our own house, and we're sealed in. All those
things they said about pollution
SYLVIA [OC]: And ozone and carbon, they're really
happening aren't they?
DONNA: There's people working on it, Mum. They're going to fix it, I
SYLVIA [OC]: Oh, like you'd know. You're so clever.
DONNA: Oh, don't start.
DONNA [OC]: Please don't.
SYLVIA: I'm sorry. I wish you were here.
WILF: Now, come on, Sylvia. Look, that doesn't help.
WILF [OC]: Donna, where are you?
DONNA: It's sort of hard to say. You all right?
WILF [OC]: Yeah.
WILF: Fighting fit, yeah. Is he with you, the
SYLVIA: Oh, the Doctor.
DONNA: No. I'm all on my own.
WILF: Look, you promised he was going to look after
WILF [OC]: You.
DONNA: He will, Gramps. There's something he needs me to do.
DONNA [OC]: I just don't know what.
WILF: Well, I mean, the whole place is covered. The whole of London,
they're saying. The whole, the whole world. It's the scale of it,
WILF [OC]: I mean, how can one man stop all that?
DONNA: Trust me. He can do it.
WILF: Yeah, well, if he doesn't, you tell him he'll
have to answer to me.
DONNA: I will. Just as soon as I see him, I'll tell
(He puts the phone down. Sylvia looks out at the smog-filled street.)
(The Doctor reads Martha 2's clipboard.)
MARTHA 2: There's carbon monoxide, hydrocarbons, nitrogen oxides, but
ten percent unidentified. Some sort of artificial heavy element we
can't trace. You ever seen anything like it?
DOCTOR: It must be something the Sontarans invented. This isn't just
poison. They need this gas for something else. What could that be?
PRICE: Launch grid online and active.
MACE: Positions, ladies and gentlemen, Defcon One initiatives in
DOCTOR: What? I told you not to launch.
MACE: The gas is at sixty percent density. Eighty percent and people
start dying, Doctor. We've got no choice.
PRICE: Launching in sixty, fifty nine, fifty eight, fifty seven, fifty
six. Worldwide nuclear grid now coordinating. Fifty four, fifty three.
STAAL: Ha! The planet is going nuclear. I admire
them. The bravery of idiots is bravery, nonetheless.
SONTARAN: The operative is in place, sir.
STAAL: Commander Skorr. Is the attack squad ready?
SKORR: Ready and eager for battle, sir. We've been watching for long
enough. It'll be good to taste blood.
DOCTOR: You're making a mistake, Colonel. For once,
I hope the Sontarans are ahead of you.
PRICE: North America, online. United Kingdom, online. France, online.
India, online. Pakistan, online. China, online. North Korea, online.
All systems locked and coordinated. Launching in ten, nine, eight,
seven, six, five
MACE: God save us.
PRICE: Four, three, two, one.
(Martha 2 activates her phone hack. Launch yes/no? She presses No.)
(Nothing happens. The world map goes blank.)
MACE: What is it? What happened? Did we launch? Well, did we?
PRICE: Negative, sir. The launch codes have been wiped, sir. It must be
MACE: Can we override it?
PRICE: Trying it now, sir.
DOCTOR: Missiles wouldn't even dent that ship, so why are the Sontarans
so keen to stop you? Any ideas?
MARTHA 2: How should I know?
STAAL: Now, protect the operative.
(Sontaran troops march up from the ATMOS factory basement.)
JENKINS: It's stinking out there. Shush. Keep it
(Sontarans come around the corner.)
JENKINS: Enemy within. At arms. Greyhound Forty declaring Absolute
JENKINS [OC]: Sontarans within factory grounds.
East corridor, grid six.
MACE: Absolute emergency. Declaring Code Red. All troops, Code Red.
DOCTOR: Get them out of there.
MACE: All troops, open fire.
JENKINS: Guns aren't working. Inform all troops,
standard weapons do not work.
(The troops die quickly.)
JENKINS: Tell the Doctor it's that cordolaine signal.
JENKINS [OC]: He's the only one who can stop them.
(Skorr kills Jenkins.)
MACE: Greyhound Forty, report. Over. Greyhound Forty, report. Greyhound
DOCTOR: He wasn't Greyhound Forty. His name was Ross. Now listen to me,
and get them out of there!
MACE: Trap One to all stations. Retreat. Order imperative. Immediate
SOLDIER: Retreat. Retreat.
(It is a massacre.)
GRAY + HARRIS: Reporting for duty, sir.
(A helmeted Sontaran shoots them.)
SKORR: This is too easy. They're running like slimebait from a
speelfox. This isn't war, this is sport.
(The loading bay doors come down.)
MACE: They've taken the factory.
DOCTOR: Why? They don't need it. Why attack now? What are they up to?
Times like this, I could do with the Brigadier. No offence.
MACE: None taken. Sir Alistair's a fine man, if not the best.
Unfortunately, he's stranded in Peru.
PRICE: Launch grid back online.
(Martha taps No again and the grid goes blank.)
PRICE: They're inside the system, sir. It's coming from within UNIT
MACE: Trace it. Find out where it's coming from, and quickly. Gas
PRICE: Sixty six percent in major population areas, and rising.
SKORR [OC]: Commander Skorr reports victory with
many glorious deaths.
(Rattigan teleports in.)
RATTIGAN: Sorry to report, sir, I've failed. They wouldn't come. The
students, they didn't have the imagination to believe.
STAAL: A pity. We've lost our target practice.
RATTIGAN: What do you mean?
STAAL: Upon arrival on board this ship, your students would have been
shot down. Perhaps they were more clever then you thought.
RATTIGAN: You promised.
STAAL: There was no Planetfall. Castor Thirty Six, indeed. We only
needed you for installation of the ATMOS system.
RATTIGAN: No, but I'm on your side. I did everything you wanted. And
it's not ATMOS system. That's a tautology. It's just ATMOS.
STAAL: Execute him.
(Rattigan teleports away.)
STAAL: A coward's retreat. Now close all teleport links to Earth.
Isolate them as they perish.
(The Doctor and Mace are in his tiny office.)
MACE: Why are they defending the factory only after we were inside?
DOCTOR: Because they wanted UNIT here. You gave them something they
needed. Something now hidden inside the factory. Something precious.
MACE: We've got to recover it. This cordolaine signal thing, how does
DOCTOR: It's the bullets. It causes expansion of the copper shell.
MACE: Excellent. I'm on it.
DOCTOR: For the billionth time, you can't fight Sontarans.
(He goes to the nearest UNIT officer.)
DOCTOR: (sotto) Phone. Have you got a phone? I need your mobile.
Quickly, hurry up.
(The Doctor returns to the tiny office and watches Martha 2.)
DONNA: What's happened?
DONNA [OC]: Where are you?
DOCTOR: Still on Earth. But don't worry, I've got my secret weapon.
DONNA [OC]: What's that?
DONNA: Oh. Somehow that's not making me happy.
Can't you just zap us down to Earth
DONNA [OC]: With that remote thing?
DOCTOR: Yeah, I haven't got a remote, though I really should. I need
you on that ship. That's why I made them move
DOCTOR [OC]: The Tardis. I'm sorry
DOCTOR: But you've got to go outside.
DONNA: But there's Sonteruns out there.
DOCTOR: Sontarans. But they'll all be on battle
stations right now. They don't exactly walk about
DOCTOR [OC]: Having coffee. I can talk you through
DONNA: But what if they find me?
DOCTOR: I know, and I wouldn't ask, but there's
nothing else I can do. The whole planet is choking, Donna.
DONNA: What do you need me to do?
DOCTOR: The Sontarans are inside the factory which means they've got a
teleport link with the ship, but they'll have deadlocked it. I need you
DOCTOR: Reopen the link.
DONNA: But I can't even mend a fuse.
DOCTOR: Donna, stop talking about yourself like
that. You can do this.
DOCTOR [OC]: I promise.
(Donna peeks outside the Tardis. It is being guarded.)
DONNA: There's a Sonterun. Sontaran.
DOCTOR: Did he see you?
DONNA: No, he's got his back to me.
DOCTOR [OC]: Right, Donna, listen. On the back of his neck
DOCTOR: On his collar there's a sort of plug, like
a hole. The Probic vent.
DOCTOR [OC]: One blow to the Probic vent knocks
DONNA: But he's going to kill me.
DOCTOR: I'm sorry. I swear I'm so sorry, but you've
got to try.
(Donna gets the mallet that the Doctor uses on the
Tardis console, sneaks outside and gives the Sontaran a hefty whack on
the vent. He goes down like a sack of potatoes.)
DONNA: Back of the neck.
DOCTOR [OC]: Now then, you got to find the external junction feed to
DONNA: What, what's it look like?
DOCTOR [OC]: A circular panel on the wall.
DOCTOR: Big symbol on the front, like a, like a
DOCTOR [OC]: Letter T with a horizontal line
through it. Or, or, two Fs back to back.
DONNA: Oh. Well, there's a door.
DOCTOR: Should be a switch by the side.
DONNA: Yeah there is. But it's Sontaran shaped, you
need three fingers.
DOCTOR: You've got three fingers.
DONNA: Oh, yeah.
DONNA [OC]: I'm through.
DOCTOR: Oh, you are brilliant, you are.
DONNA: Shut up. Right.
DONNA [OC]: T with a line through it.
DOCTOR: Got to go. Keep the line open.
MACE: Counter attack.
DOCTOR: I said, you don't stand a chance.
MACE: Positions. That means everyone.
(Mace tosses a gas mask to the Doctor.)
MARTHA 2: You're not going without me.
DOCTOR: Wouldn't dream of it.
(Up on the spaceship, Donna hides as more Sontaran troops march past.)
MACE: Latest firing stock. What do you think,
DOCTOR: Are you my mummy?
MACE: If you could concentrate. Bullets with a rad-steel coating. No
copper surface. Should overcome the cordolaine signal.
DOCTOR: But the Sontarans have got lasers. You can't even see in this
fog. The night vision doesn't work.
MACE: Thank you, Doctor. Thank you for your lack of faith. But this
time, I'm not listening.
(Mace removes his gas mask.)
MACE: Attention, all troops. The Sontarans might think of us as
primitive, as does every passing species with an axe to grind. They
make a mockery of our weapons, our soldiers, our ideals. But no more.
From this point on, it stops. From this point on, the people of Earth
fight back, and we show them. We show the warriors of Sontar what the
human race can do. Trap One to Hawk Major. Go, go, go.
(There is a sudden massive downdraft, blowing the gas away.)
MACE: It's working. The area's clearing. Engines to maximum.
DOCTOR: It's the Valiant.
MACE: UNIT Carrier Ship Valiant reporting for duty, Doctor. With
engines strong enough to clear away the fog.
(The gas masks can now be removed.)
DOCTOR: Whoa, that's brilliant.
MACE: Getting a taste for it, Doctor?
DOCTOR: No, not at all. Not me.
MACE: Valiant, fire at will.
(Six green beams from the Valiant converge to form one that hits the
ATMOS factory. Meanwhile, UNIT soldiers use rocket launchers to blast
away the loading bay doors. It is the Sontaran's turn to be massacred.)
MACE: East and north secure. Doctor?
DOCTOR Donna, hold on. I'm coming.
MARTHA 2: Shouldn't we follow the Colonel?
(The Doctor scans the area with his sonic screwdriver.)
DOCTOR: Nah, you and me, Martha Jones. Just like old times.
(Martha 2 stops the nuclear strike again.)
DOCTOR: Alien technology, this-a way.
(Skorr shoots a couple of soldiers.)
SKORR: The honour of battle. The glory!
(The corridor lights come on.)
DOCTOR: No Sontarans down here. They can't resist a battle. Here we go.
DOCTOR: Oh, Martha, I'm so sorry. Still alive.
(Martha 2 points a gun at the Doctor's head.)
DOCTOR: Am I supposed to be impressed?
MARTHA 2: Wish you carried a gun now?
DOCTOR: Not at all.
MARTHA 2: I've been stopping the nuclear launch all this time.
DOCTOR: Doing exactly what I wanted. I needed to stop the missiles,
just as much as the Sontarans. I'm not having Earth start an
interstellar war. You're a triple agent.
MARTHA 2: When did you know?
DOCTOR: About you? Oh, right from the start. Reduced iris contraction,
slight thinning of the hair follicles on the left temple. And, frankly,
you smell. You might as well have worn a T shirt saying clone.
Although, maybe not in front of Captain Jack. You remember him, don't
you? Because you've got all her memories. That's why the Sontarans had
to protect her, to keep you inside UNIT. Martha Jones is keeping you
(The Doctor takes the device off Martha's head, and the clone
collapses. He kicks the gun away.)
DOCTOR: It's all right, it's all right, I'm here, I'm here. I've got
you, I've got you.
MARTHA: There was this thing, Doctor, this alien, with this head.
(The mobile phone rings.)
DOCTOR: Oh! Blimey, I'm busy. Got it?
DONNA: Yes. Now hurry up.
DOCTOR [OC]: Take off the covering. All the blue switches inside
DOCTOR: Flick them up like a fuse box, and that
should get the teleport working.
MARTHA: Oh, my God. That's me.
MACE: You will face me, sir.
(Skorr turns and Colonel Mace shoots him three times in the head.)
(The Doctor has put his coat around Martha and is
working on the teleport.)
MARTHA 2: Don't touch me.
MARTHA: It's not my fault. The Sontarans created you, but you had all
MARTHA 2: You've got a brother, sister, mother and father.
MARTHA: If you don't help me, they're going to die.
MARTHA 2: You love them.
MARTHA: Yes. Remember that?
DOCTOR: The gas. Tell us about the gas.
MARTHA 2: He's the enemy.
MARTHA: Then tell me. It's not just poison, what's it for? Martha,
MARTHA 2: Caesofine concentrate. It's one part of Bosteen, two parts
DOCTOR: Clonefeed. It's clonefeed!
MARTHA: What's clonefeed?
DOCTOR: Like amniotic fluid for Sontarans. That's why they're not
invading. They're converting the atmosphere, changing the planet into a
clone world. Earth becomes a great big hatchery. Because the Sontarans
are clones, that's how they reproduce. Give them a planet this big,
they'll create billions of new soldiers. The gas isn't poison, it's
MARTHA 2: My heart. It's getting slower.
MARTHA: There's nothing I can do.
MARTHA 2: In your mind, you've got so many plans. There's so much that
you want to
MARTHA: And I will. Never do tomorrow what you can do today, my mum
MARTHA 2: Because you never know how long you've got. Martha Jones. All
(The clone dies. Martha takes back her engagement ring.)
DONNA: Doctor. Blue switches done, but they've
(The Doctor zaps the teleport with his sonic screwdriver, and Donna
disappears from the spaceship just in time.)
DONNA: Have I ever told you how much I hate you?
DOCTOR: Hold on, hold on. Get off me, get off me. Got to bring the
(The Tardis returns to the alleyway.)
DOCTOR: Right, now. Martha, you coming?
MARTHA: What about this nuclear launch thing?
DOCTOR: Just keep pressing N. We want to keep those missiles on the
DONNA: There's two of them.
DOCTOR: Yeah, long story. Here we go. The old team, back together.
Well, the new team.
(Donna and Martha join the Doctor in the teleport.)
DONNA: We're not going back on that ship!
DOCTOR: No, no, no. No. I needed to get the teleport working so that we
could get to
DOCTOR: Here. The Rattigan Academy, owned by
(Rattigan points his gun at them.)
RATTIGAN: Don't tell anyone what I did. It wasn't my fault, the
Sontarans lied to me, they
(The Doctor takes the gun and throws it away.)
DOCTOR: If I see one more gun
DONNA: You know, that coat sort of works.
MARTHA: I feel like a kid in my dad's clothes.
DONNA: Oh well, if you're calling him dad, you're definitely getting
SKREE: A human female on board ship. It could only
be the Doctor's work and all the teleport systems have been deadlocked
STAAL: No matter. Increase the ATMOS devices to maximum. Choke them.
Behold, the cloneworld is born.
(The Earth's atmosphere turns orange-brown. The gas
is getting into the houses.)
WILF: Oh, my little girl. Come on, we'll be all right. We'll be all
right. Donna said so. She promised. Come on, darling. It's all right.
(The Doctor is building a gizmo.)
DOCTOR: That's why the Sontarans had to stop the missiles. They were
holding back. Because caesofine gas is volatile, that's why they had to
use you to stop the nuclear attack. Ground to air engagement could
spark off the whole thing.
MARTHA: What, like set fire to the atmosphere?
DOCTOR: Yeah. They need all the gas intact to breed their clone army.
And all the time we had Luke here in his dream factory. Planning a
little trip, were we?
RATTIGAN: They promised me a new world.
DOCTOR: You were building equipment, ready to terraform El Mondo Luko
so that humans could live there and breathe the air with this. An
STAAL: Prepare to launch clone pods. We will breed
across the surface of the Earth for the glory of Sontar.
DONNA: That's London. You can't even see it. My
family's in there.
DOCTOR: If I can get this on the right setting.
MARTHA: Doctor, hold on. You said the atmosphere would ignite.
DOCTOR: Yeah, I did, didn't I?
(The Doctor activates the atmospheric converter, and an energy pulse
zooms up into the grungy clouds. KaBOOM! The Doctor crosses his fingers
as the fireball spreads in the upper atmosphere.)
DOCTOR: Please, please, please, please, please, please, please.
SKREE: General Staal, sir.
STAAL: What's happening?
(The flames race around the world, consuming the gas without damaging
any buildings, and leaving a clear blue sky behind. The people come out
of their houses to celebrate. Captain Price kisses Colonel Mace.)
RATTIGAN: He's a genius.
MARTHA: Just brilliant.
DOCTOR: Now we're in trouble.
STAAL: It seems we must revert to Basic Sontaran
Stratagem One. We will ravage this planet. Prepare weapons. Wipe them
out. Every last stinking human beast.
(The Doctor carries the atmospheric converter into
DOCTOR: Right. So, Donna, thank you for everything. Martha, you too.
Oh, so many times. Luke, do something clever with your life.
DONNA : You're saying goodbye.
DOCTOR: Sontarans are never defeated. They'll be getting ready for war.
And, well, you know, I've recalibrated this for Sontaran air, so
MARTHA: You're going to ignite them.
DONNA: You'll kill yourself.
MARTHA: Just send that thing up on it's own. I don't know. Put it on a
DOCTOR: I can't.
DONNA: Why not?
DOCTOR: I've got to give them a choice.
(The Doctor teleports.)
STAAL: Oh, excellent.
DOCTOR: General Staal, you know what this is. But there's one more
option. You can go. Just leave. Sontaran High Command need never know
what happened here.
STAAL: Your stratagem would be wise if Sontarans feared death, but we
do not. At arms.
DOCTOR: I'll do it, Staal. If it saves the Earth, I'll do it.
STAAL: A warrior doesn't talk, he acts.
DOCTOR: I am giving you the chance to leave.
STAAL: And miss the glory of this moment?
SKREE [OC]: All weapons targeting Earth, sir. Firing in twenty.
DOCTOR: I'm warning you.
STAAL: And I salute you. Take aim.
DOCTOR: Shoot me, I'm still going to press this. You'll die, Staal.
STAAL: Knowing that you die too.
SKREE [OC]: Firing in fifteen.
STAAL: For the glory of Sontar. Sontar-ha. Sontar-ha. Sontar-ha. (etc.)
(Rattigan is working on the teleport.)
DOCTOR: I'll do it.
STAAL: Then do it!
MARTHA: What are you doing?
RATTIGAN: Something clever.
(Rattigan teleports away.)
(The Sontarans are still chanting.)
SKREE [OC]: Ten, nine, eight, seven
(The Doctor vanishes and Rattigan appears, catching the converter
SKREE [OC]: Six, five, four, three
SKREE [OC]: Two, one.
(The Sontaran spaceship goes KaBOOM! taking out the just launched clone
The Doctor drops into the Academy teleport, breathless.)
(Sylvia walk home with the shopping.)
SYLVIA: Walked all the way. Won't catch me driving.
(The woman unlocks her car and removes the ATMOS sticker from the rear
SYLVIA: The streets are half empty. People still
aren't driving. There's kids on bikes all over the place. It's
wonderful. Unpack that lot, I'm going to see if Suzette's all right.
WILF: I won't tell her. Best not. Just keep it as our little secret,
WILF: And you go with him, that wonderful Doctor. You go and see the
stars, and then bring a bit of them back for your old Gramps.
DONNA: Love you.
MARTHA: How were they?
DONNA: Oh, same old stuff. They're fine. So, you going to come with us?
We're not exactly short of space.
MARTHA: Oh, I have missed all this, but, you know. I'm good here, back
at home. And I'm better for having been away. Besides, someone needs
me. Never mind the universe, I've got a great big world of my own now.
(The door slams shut on its own and the time rotor activates, throwing
DOCTOR: What? What?
MARTHA: Doctor, don't you dare!
DOCTOR: No, no, no. I didn't touch anything. We're in flight. It's not
DONNA: Where are we going?
DOCTOR: I don't know. It's out of control!
MARTHA: Doctor, just listen to me. You take me home. Take me home right