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Breathe slowly, son.
Well done. That's it.
Well done.
I'm alive.
We are alive, right?
As far as I can tell, yeah.
Oh... Ugh!
Where are we?
On a spaceship.
My spaceship!
- Who's that? - She says she's the pilot.
We were in space.
No way.
We were in that warehouse and then...
- we were in space. - Yeah.
How were we in space?!
- I've got no idea. - And why are we not in space now?
I scooped you.
That was a very sneaky trick of his,
especially coming out of hyper-jump.
Now, you could have been killed!
Listen.
I keep telling you, we haven't got a clue what you're talking about.
Oh, have it your own way.
Where in space are we?
Just off the final planet, which is out of orbit.
Not where it should be.
But I still find it.
What do you mean "final planet"? How can a planet be final?
You are a very funny little bonus.
Where's Yaz and the Doctor? Are they here?
No. I don't know where they are.
I've been trying to get her to look for them.
I... I said there was four of us.
And I said I only saw the two of you.
I mean, things were moving pretty fast.
Speaking of which...
Landing ahead. Lock yourselves back in.
We're not doing anything,
unless you turn this thing around and go and look for our friends.
There'd be no point. If they were still there, they'd be dead.
They can't be dead.
Don't panic. We'll figure it out.
How? What happened to them?
Stop insulting my ship.
This is one of the best crafts around.
The power's failing across three sections.
This ship is on the verge of total shutdown.
How can a planet be in the wrong place?
It should've been back there, where I scooped you up.
We should be in its gravity belt by now.
- Well, we're not. - I can see that.
I... I can smell burning.
You were right, she is still alive.
Yaz, you need to stay locked in the medi-pod.
Where's Ryan and Graham?
There! The planet's there!
- How can it be there? - Does it even have a name?
Only a symbol, or a warning.
Closest word is...
Desolation.
Right. I can do this. I'm not gonna be beaten.
Move!
I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve.
Manual shield activation?
Wow, this thing should be on Antiques Roadshow.
Right! Blast shields up.
Don't know how long they'll last for, though.
Brilliant. About to crash-land on Desolation.
- Real grounds for optimism. - Do you not understand anything?!
I can't even get us there because of the fuel I've wasted...
because of the fuel I've wasted scooping you up.
I'm on a spaceship.
OK.
I can get us into the atmosphere if we jettison the rear section.
Listen to me, nobody is jettisoning anything.
This is the Cerebos, alright?
She's the envy of millions.
- Really? - Yes.
People have written songs about her.
They'll be writing operas about our pointless deaths
if we don't take drastic action right... now!
We're about to die?
Oh, sorry, Yaz. I forgot you were there.
All gonna be fine.
Life systems down.
Six minutes left on life support.
Are we doing this, or what?!
Alright!
Let's do it.
It's the last stage anyway.
- Catch. - Oh!
- And you. - What's actually happening?
No need to panic, Yaz.
We're just gonna blow the back off this spaceship.
- What?! - Jettisoning.
Do it!
Whoa.
I couldn't have put it better.
Hey!
Where you going?!
I need to survey the atmospheric data.
We're on an alien planet, Graham.
Well, the three suns in the sky are a bit of a giveaway.
Uh-huh.
What do we do?
Should we just follow her?
- Yeah. - Alright.
Maybe they're already here, Yaz and the Doctor.
- Uh-huh. - Maybe they're safe.
All systems offline! We're not gonna make it!
Place your hand here!
Come on!
You can be honest with me. Are we gonna die?!
One day, yes. It comes to us all.
But not right now.
Not if I've got anything to do with it.
This ship is old-school. I'm good at old-school.
Manual stabilisers.
Pull these two levers up.
They'll pull down and to the left.
Pull them up and to the right, as strong as you can.
Got it.
That descent pattern won't work!
We're about to die and you're still havin' a go!
You think you can do better?
Yes!
Doctor, these stabiliser handles don't feel very stable!
By the way...
level three shield hazing.
What? Seriously?
Drive power failure.
We're heading into the... the gravity belt.
Luv, wherever you think we are, we're not, alright?
Are you still pleading ignorance?
Do you guys hear that?
How did he even make it?
There's another spaceship.
Another spaceship... about to crash-land.
Oh...
Don't just... stand there! Run!
Come on! Keep going! Run, run, run, run, run, run, run!
Oh...
Come on, son. Come on...
Brace!
Aaaaghh!
Aaagh!
- Doctor! - Sorry about the mess.
Yaz! You're alive. We thought you were dead.
We thought you were dead.
Right, quick update.
I made a terrible mistake. We shouldn't be here.
I'm gonna fix it and get you guys home. I promise.
As soon as I figure out where we are.
How you gonna do that?
Not sure. Treating it as a chance to surprise myself.
Oh! By the way, welcome to what I presume is your first alien planet.
Don't touch anything.
Come on! Let's try this way.
Look at you, Epzo.
So, you can't even control your own ship now?
You nearly killed us!
Yeah, well, I'll try harder next time, eh?
Where's Kornlite and Phydon?
Failed hyper-jump.
Both of them.
It's just you and me left.
You're kidding me.
Well, now, you have got so lucky.
How did you even make it this far, Angstrom, eh?
You're nothing.
Still...
makes the next bit easy.
You would really love that, wouldn't you?
But I've got two bonuses, same as you.
- What's that? - Here we go!
What do you mean "Here we go"?
Here we go where? To what?
Yeah. Where are we actually going?
Come on.
Oh! I forgot I put stuff in these pockets.
All this sand is getting in my eyes something rotten.
Want to borrow my shades?
- Oh, ta. - They're like an old pair of mine.
I say "mine".
I can't remember who I borrowed them off now.
It was either... Audrey Hepburn
or Pythagoras.
Eh? Pythagoras never wore shades.
You obviously never saw him with a hangover.
Do you two know what that is?
It's a tent.
Well, obviously it's a tent. I meant...
Oh! Never mind.
Come on. No dawdling.
Losers first.
Be careful.
I still don't know what's going on. It could be dangerous.
Well, probably is dangerous.
Can I ask,
if we are on an alien planet, with aliens,
how can we understand 'em?
Ain't they talking Alien?
Let's have a look. Yeah. Medi-pods have put implants into each of you.
Standard procedure.
Checks for a universal translator, implants one if you don't have one.
Eh?
Well, can people and things
stop putting stuff inside me without my permission?!
If I had my TARDIS, you wouldn't need them.
Anyway, shall we?
This is lavish, for a tent.
I'm the Doctor.
These are my new best friends: Ryan, Graham and Yaz.
Now...
Ah! I see. Hologram.
Thought it might be. Good one, though.
I love a good hologram. I was a hologram once, for three weeks.
The gossip I picked up!
What are you? Projection reality or AI interface?
'Cause if you're interface,
those are excellent nose hairs.
- Who are these people? - Bonuses.
No.
- What? - I told you.
Bonuses and snake traps are over.
They were hanging in the starfield when we exited hyper.
Are you saying we scooped them for nothing?
Yes.
I sacrificed my ship!
Yeah, sorry. Some of this is my fault.
Hi. We were loads of solar systems away.
I was trying to find my own ship. I got a fix on it here...
And then it all went quite badly wrong, actually.
These three have been very good, not going on about it.
Very grateful you came along.
Can I ask, what is actually going on here? 'Cause I'm confused.
- Are you confused? - Pretty confused.
- Proper confused. - I'm way beyond confused.
You're intruding on the final stage
of the last ever Rally of the 12 Galaxies.
So, what, like a race? Like Paris-Dakar in space?
- Are you two space-racing each other? - We're the finalists.
4,000 entered, two are left. Only one will claim the prize.
- What's the prize? - For the final-ever race?
3.2 trillion krin.
3.2 trillion what?
- Krin. - How much is krin?
- 200 kavlons. - It's 94 volars.
- No... - 4,000 trinities.
- Uh... - In old money.
Bit behind on my exchange rates.
Enough... to provide a lifetime of comfort on a safe world
for the winning pilot and their entire clan.
- Are we eligible too? - No.
You're irrelevant.
Get on with it. Tell us the task.
The final challenge is to cross the terrain,
survive the planet,
make your way to the other side of the mountains,
and the first one to get to the site marked as the Ghost Monument
will be crowned the winner
and transported off this planet.
The loser... will not.
You can't leave one of us here! The ships are out of fuel!
Don't tell me what I can and cannot do with my own race.
You knew the risks when you joined.
Biggest-ever prize, biggest-ever risk.
Wait! Hang on! What about us?!
Shut up. You're not part of this.
Excuse me!
We are human beings. Show a bit of solidarity.
I'm Moxturan. She's Albarian.
Never even heard of 'mooman beans'.
Beings. Human beings. Earth.
- No. - Pretty cruel race.
Leaving the loser stranded.
Well, the rally is a test of survival.
How far will we go?
How will we react when challenged?
It's the ultimate test.
Interesting use of the word "we", seeing as though you're not here.
Projected in from a very long way away.
I started the rally. I competed and I won.
And now I'm going to end it.
No sabotage, no injuries,
and no killing each other.
- Shame. - Instant disqualification applies.
Now, take your meds, don't travel at night,
and don't drink the water, in fact, don't even touch the water.
This entire planet has been made cruel.
Made cruel how? And by whom?
This stage must be completed...
...before one full solar rotation.
You have one single piece of assistance.
Transport. Provided by the water.
Get across the water, through the ruins,
and the site of the Ghost Monument
is on the other side of the Mist Swamps.
- Mist what? - Your route trackers are over there.
Good luck.
I know you prefer to ignore me, but what is it, this Ghost Monument?
The site was named by the ancient settlers.
It appears in exactly the same place every thousand rotations.
I've got my tracker. I'm good to go.
See you for the prize, Ilin.
I'll finally get to light my Althusian cigar.
Saving it for the win.
What does it look like, this monument?
What does it matter?
Look at us. Four people who barely know each other,
stranded on a planet called Desolation.
No route trackers, no way off.
And judging by what you've just told us, very little hope of survival.
I need all the information I can get,
including, but not limited to,
what this Ghost Monument actually looks like when it appears.
- That's an old police box. - Yeah.
- Like the one on Surrey Street. - Yeah.
Only the one in town's green.
This don't make any sense.
It makes sense to me.
Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.
That'll do.
Well, I'm sorry I can't be of any more help.
I don't think you are.
You're right.
Oh. Bye, then!
He was a bit full of himself.
I've got a couple of questions.
A couple? I got a book full.
But shouldn't we keep up with those two before they get too far away?
Yes.
Now, I know this is a bit of a shock.
Well, you could say that.
I mean, we have been dumped in space.
We've got spaceships crashing all around us.
Now we are marooned on a planet
that everyone else is racing to get away from.
Alright. Anyone can focus on the negatives.
Well, what are the positives?
What he called the Ghost Monument,
that's my ship, it's here!
- What? The old police box? - Didn't look all that.
It's very all that, thank you very much.
Don't you see? I got it mostly right.
I tracked my TARDIS here.
But the planet had fallen out of orbit.
We landed where the planet should have been.
It looks like the engines are stuck in a loop,
phasing in and out of time and space.
If we get to it when it phases in, I should be able to stabilise it.
Then I can get you back home.
Definitely?
If we get there, you can get us off this planet alive?
Yaz, I promise. I will keep you alive and I will get you back home.
I'm really good in a tight spot.
At least, I have been, historically. I'm sure I still am.
If we stick together, if you trust me, we can get out of this.
Right. Let's get shift on.
Do you think she's telling the truth?
Do you really think she can get us off here?
She saved Karl,
she got the better of Tim Shaw,
and she did jump a crane.
Don't know what would've happened if she hadn't have been there.
Oh, Yaz is right.
I mean, she's our best hope.
Or only option, depending on your politics.
Guess so.
Don't argue with the wisdom of Graham, eh?
So we're sticking with "Graham", are we, and not "Grandad"?
Yes, Graham.
I said, stay away from the boat.
You don't get this to yourself.
This blaster says I do.
Put the blaster down. We all know you're not gonna use it.
No injuring, no killing, no sabotage.
Isn't that what what's-his-face said?
Yeah, well, maybe I don't play by the rules.
Did you practise those lines in the mirror?
See this?
Nice move!
Thanks. Venusian aikido. Grandmaster pacifist.
Temporarily paralyses while also being fundamentally harmless.
Very clever, those Venusian nuns.
Shall I let go?
And this boat doesn't work.
Oh, uh, me and Ryan will take a look.
Will we?
Yeah, well, those NVQ classes must be good for something.
- An engine's an engine. - Not a space engine!
You don't get to take charge here.
This is about me and her fighting to win.
We're all going to the same place
and that boat is big enough for all of us.
Yaz is right.
If we get it started, we all get on board.
I know what this is.
You're part of Ilin's game.
You're saboteurs, sent to throw us off.
You think the whole universe is out to get you.
How's your family, Angstrom?
So that's why he said don't touch the water.
Flesh-eating microbes. Millions of them living in there.
Toxic atmosphere. Killer water.
Very dangerous planet, Yaz.
You were right, not like any engine I've ever seen.
Are we ever gonna talk about your nan?
I mean, just 'cause all this is going on
don't mean to say it didn't happen.
See, I cope myself by asking the question,
"If Grace was here, what would she say?"
What do you reckon?
Well, right now, she'd be going, "What's the matter with you?
"You're on another planet. How cool is that?"
- Yeah. - Yeah.
And it is! Right?
I'm gonna look out for you, son.
I'm not a kid.
Oh. OK.
Well, I was hoping you'd say, "I'm gonna look out for you too."
You talk about this stuff way too much.
Mm-hm.
And you don't talk about it enough.
That's not an engine. It's more like a massive battery.
- What if it's solar? - Look at you boys.
Light-years from home, figuring things out.
Yep. Three suns in the sky.
Tri-solar engineering panels on the outside,
powering that battery.
Well, if it won't start, maybe the panels aren't lined up.
Or maybe they're not feeding the battery properly.
Loving your work, boys. Let's take a look.
I've never seen so much water.
You're Albarian, you said?
Yes. The planet of Albar.
It's tiny, crammed full of rusting high-rises.
Everyone wants to leave any way they can.
Even more so since...
Since what?
I don't know you.
Up and running. All aboard.
Hey, Yaz, can you believe it? Alien planet, man.
I know.
This planet doesn't make any sense.
No other life forms except us and the microbes in the water.
No people.
No animals, no insects, no nothing.
But he talked about the old settlements.
What happened here?
No-one cares.
Don't take him personally.
He treats everyone like this.
I don't need other people.
We all need other people, mate.
We're all alone.
That's how we start and end,
and this is a natural state of all points in between.
Were you born that miserable or did you have to work at it?
When I was four, my mum told me to climb a tree.
She made me climb until I was too scared to climb any higher.
Then she told me to jump into her arms.
"Don't worry," she said.
"I'm your mum. I'm here for you. I'll catch you."
So I jumped.
And she moved out of the way.
What?
Sorry, did you say your mum did this to you?
Smashed into the ground, broke this arm, shattered that ankle.
She stood over me and she said, "Now you've learned."
"You can never trust anyone in this life."
That is messed up.
Best thing she ever did for me.
I love my mum.
Yeah, she sounds terrific.
Your mum was wrong.
We're stronger together.
I see your mate's dropped off. It's nice to see him quiet.
Yeah.
He can nap anywhere. Famous for it.
How many stages are there in the rally?
This time?
209 terrains, 94 planets.
We start the race with nothing and barter our way up.
Is it worth it?
To ensure enough for my family's safety?
Yeah.
Albar is being systematically cleansed.
Half my family are in hiding.
The others are on the run.
This is my only chance
to bring us back together.
So you left your family to do this?
I left my family
to try and save my family.
They told me to.
If I win, I find them, rescue them.
If they're alive to be rescued.
And whatever happens here, it's a better chance than I have back home.
You make me miss my family.
That's quite some achievement,
considering my dad drives me bananas
and my sister's trying to get me to move out so she can have my bedroom.
And I only saw them yesterday.
Don't ever take them for granted.
Oh, you all look shattered.
You should all rest. I'll wake you when we get there.
Ryan.
Ryan. Wake up, son.
I'm awake. I'm awake.
Are we home?
No. Time to get off the boat. Come on.
Have you seen yourself, Epzo?
I'd say you love that cigar more than you've loved any person.
Have you any idea how rare and expensive these are?
Takes half an Althusian lifetime to make just one of these.
To make them, roll them, age them, and then,
and this is the best bit...
they make them self-lighting.
Just one click of the finger and it lights itself.
Do you want a sniff?
Closest you'll ever get to victory.
Bad for your health.
Big set of ruins. Wonder who those were built for.
Oh, why do you even care?
Where are those people now?
And why are there so few signs of life?
What happened to everyone?
Bye. Ha!
Good luck.
You've already lost, Angstrom!
What, we're just letting them go, are we?
How do we know what to do? Where to go?
First thing we have to do is make it through those ruins safely.
'Cause these readings are all over the place, and I don't know why.
Those suns are starting to set.
They're moving way faster than I realised.
Well, back in the tent,
that bloke Ilin, said, "Do not travel by night."
We need to move. Fast.
Whoa! They weren't there when we came in.
- Where did they come from? - I don't know.
Oh, my God! Doctor!
So much for no life forms on this planet.
They're not alive. They're robot guards.
Why would you need robot guards on a deserted planet?
Good news is they're not fully active.
So what we all need to do
is, very slowly, totally unthreateningly, back out of here.
Aargh!
They've been activated. Run!
Move! Move, everyone. Come on!
Ah! Ah! Swerve!
Don't run straight!
They're predicting our path!
Oh! In here!
Well done, all of you. Nice running.
Whoa! OK. Come on.
Oh! What have we here?
Got anything there, Doctor?
Information.
Oh, that's bad.
They're sniperbots.
We just walked into the middle of the shooting range.
Everything within the perimeter is target practice.
Which would explain all the targets in here.
And looking on the negative side...
they're human-shaped targets.
If that's the way it is, time to stop messing about.
- What are you doing? - Fighting back.
No. Guns. Never use them.
- They're shooting at us! - I know.
They're gonna kill us with their guns!
- He's got a point, Doc. - Put the gun down, Ryan.
- What's your better idea? - Outthink them.
- You can't outthink bullets. - I've been doing it all my life.
Uh-uh. Sorry.
Call Of Duty, man.
I've trained for this.
Who's next?!
See? That's what I'm talking about!
That's how you deal with things! Taking out the aliens!
No. No.
Where's reload?
Where's the reload?!
Aaagh! Aaagh!
- Made it worse? - Just a little bit, yeah.
Now do you see why I don't like guns?
- Don't go on about it. - I will go on about it, a lot!
They're here.
Take cover, behind the pillars.
You know we're completely surrounded?
- Yep. - With no way out whatsoever?
OK. Here's a lesson.
The answer was on the floor.
You just reached for the wrong thing.
What are you talking about?!
The best thing about robots is they're... they're powerful.
Literally, packed with power.
Super-powered.
Ah.
OK. Now, that was impressive.
Thank you. I aim to please.
What exactly did you just do?
Electromagnetic pulse.
Basically fried their systems.
I reckon we've got about five minutes before they reboot and recover.
See? Brains beat bullets.
Come on.
Epzo? Is that you?
Oh, my God. What happened?
- Do you need help? - Not from you.
Let's try through here.
What just happened?
What do you care? You don't care about anything.
Ooh, tracker. Thanks.
How did you even do that?
Did I not mention? I am really smart.
- Thank you. - You are very welcome.
It's amazing what you can learn from a sniperbot,
like where their control commands emanate from.
Also, maps.
Which leads us...
here.
I want answers to this planet and I think they're down there.
You sure about that?
Nope.
Come on.
Why is it always ladders?
See? Second nature now.
No. Not really.
Thanks for waiting.
Always.
These tunnels run under half of the planet.
Think of the technology
the civilisation required to build all that
then ask yourselves, "Where are they?"
How's the injury?
It's painful.
I hope it's made you reconsider your entire philosophy.
No.
Doctor.
Scorch marks, all along the walls.
- Not exactly encouraging, is it? - No.
Still, best feet forward.
Big locked door.
I love a big locked door.
Ominous.
What happened in here?
There's another room next door.
- Will we take a look? - Yeah.
I don't want to be here.
We're off route. We need to move on.
You went into the ruins without knowing what was there.
You want to keep going without knowing
why it's bad to travel at night?
Whatever happened here, it's in the past.
What's it matter to you?
This was a living, breathing planet once
with an ecosystem, organic life and a population.
There was a catastrophic event here.
And as hard as it is for you to understand,
you are not the only life form in this universe.
Some of us feel a duty to others who might be in trouble.
So fix your wound, take one of your heroic naps
and we'll wake you when we leave, if you're lucky.
Fine.
Now, do me a favour,
give me something that will finally make sense of this planet.
There.
That's more like it.
Angstrom, bring me that route mappy thing.
If we sync it, this shows us the whole network of tunnels.
Your friend Ilin warned us not to travel at night.
We could use the tunnels to keep moving while it's dark,
avoiding whatever's on the surface.
It's better than that, though. Look.
There's the site of the Ghost Monument.
This network could help us cut a diagonal through the route,
then bypass most of the mountain terrain.
We could cover the distance in half the time.
Well, if you leave now, you could get there before Sleeping Beauty.
You could win.
What was that?
There's something through there.
Ryan, have you seen this? Surveillance footage.
Look. They found the hatch.
Inscriptions on the floor.
What is it? Some sort of cave painting?
Almost.
Left by the people who worked here.
Can you read it? What does it say?
"We are scientists...
abducted, tortured and made to work
while our families are held hostage.
We are forced to find new ways of destruction.
Poisons, weapons, creatures.
We gave them our minds and they made us the creators of death.
This planet has been left scorched and barren from our work.
The atmosphere and water are toxic.
Killing machines and creatures inhabit every corner.
We had no choice but to obey...
the Stenza.
We are trying to destroy all of our work
before they use it against others."
There's two words below that.
"They're coming."
That's how it ends.
The Stenza? That... that's the thing we stopped in Sheffield. Right?
You know the Stenza too?
My wife... died because of them.
Mine too.
I'm sorry.
They took our planet, sent us into hiding, cleansed millions of us.
Epzo!
Oh, my God!
Nothing's working on it!
Doc, we've seen them before,
like, all over the planet, like they were lying dormant.
Lying dormant till night across the whole planet...
Clearing up the wounded!
Doctor! Found you!
The sniperbots are on their way down after us!
We need to get out of here! Everybody move, fast!
Ugh!
Why have we stopped?
Listen.
They've shut down the life support systems, depriving us of air.
A man could really take against those robots.
We need to get out of the tunnels.
It's night!
This exit ladder will take us up and out to the surface.
What's up there?
Acetylene fields.
- Acetylene? Like the gas? - That doesn't sound good.
But we're running out of air and options, so let's go up.
OK. OK.
You OK?
It's not my favourite thing...
climbing ladders under pressure.
- Can I just say, you are amazing. - Am I?
Think of what you've gone through to be here, and you're still going.
- I'm proper impressed. - Thanks.
If it helps, focus on facts about acetylene as you climb.
Did you cover it in NVQ?
I think we might have done, yeah.
Got to be quick now, Ryan. Sorry.
Oh! That's some smell!
What is it? Garlic?
Wait. Everyone stop. Look.
It's like the ground's moving.
Finally, a big feast of lives.
- Nobody move. - Don't let them touch you.
They'll squeeze the life out of you.
Yes. Squeeze the life from all of you.
The talk is to distract you.
That's how they were designed in that laboratory.
You can't save them.
We smell your fear, too.
The strongest of all.
You want fears?
I've got a dozen lifetimes' worth.
A dozen lives?
We'll take you first.
Remember any facts, Ryan? As we climbed?
It's lighter than air.
Yes.
Smells like garlic and lighter than air.
That's right.
And one other thing about it.
But we'll have to dig deep for that, right?
What are they talking about? What are you doing?
Shut up and dig, Epzo.
You lead, but you're scared to.
For yourself and for others.
Yeah, well...
who isn't?
Afraid of your own newness.
We see deeper, though. Further back.
The timeless child.
What did you just say?
She doesn't know.
What are you talking about?
What can you see?
We see what's hidden, even from yourself.
The outcast, abandoned and unknown.
Get out of my head!
Now we crush those fears from you.
Enjoy your feast, whatever it is.
'Cause... you know what some people like after a feast?
- Graham! - Huh?
Not me. Some people.
Do it.
Oh, yeah.
A nice cigar.
Down!
- Ugh! - Agh!
Third fact:
ignites... very easily.
Good old acetylene.
See? Teamwork.
Now, move. Come on.
We must be near now.
It says we're close.
There, your finish line.
Ah. We made it.
But where's your ship?
Where's the Ghost Monument?
It's not here.
I don't understand.
It should be here.
We did all this for nothing?!
At least you got here.
And now I'm going to claim my prize.
What?
Youre prize?
I saved your life.
You'd be dead without me.
And if a raced you now to that tent, you'd be dust.
You're a wreck, Epzo.
Who had the cigar? Eh?
Me.
That was mine.
The cigar saved us all.
Seriously?!
Don't even think I'm going to lose to you now.
Uh... could I make a suggestion?
Dead heat.
Joint first.
Dual winners.
With witnesses.
What?!
No.
There's never been a joint winner of the rally.
There has now.
No.
I will declare the final race null and void.
Ilin...
you've made this a living hell for us.
I promise you that, whatever happens,
I will get off this planet.
And if we don't get what we both fought for, I will hunt you down
and ensure that whatever time you have left
is both short-lived and agonising.
Do we understand each other?
Now...
recognise your equal winners.
Pay the prize, or pay the price.
I'm honoured to declare a unique joint victory.
An equal split.
Now...
get us off this rock.
Fine.
- And them. - No!
No!
They're gone.
We're stuck here, are we?
I'm sorry.
I've failed you.
I promised you, and I let you down.
We can wait. Can't we?
Yeah. We've got each other.
No, we'll be dead within one rotation.
Who says so?
We've come this far, ain't we?
Who says we're giving up? Any of us?
Really? Even you, Doc?
No. Come on. We ain't having that, are we?
- Nope. - Nah.
No.
Can you hear that noise?
Come on. Please.
Give us this.
It's alright! It's me!
Stabilise.
Come to Daddy.
I mean Mummy.
I mean...
I really need you right now.
Oh...
My beautiful Ghost Monument.
Hello, you.
I've missed you.
Oh!
You've done yourself up.
Very nice.
I've lost my key.
Sorry.
But it's an old police box!
Sort of.
Not really.
You expect us all to fit inside there?
Yep.
At the same time?
Wanna try?
OK.
Oh! Word of warning:
I left it in a bit of a mess.
Oh.
You've redecorated.
I really like it.
This is my TARDIS.
Whoa.
Yeah.
It was a police box.
It still is on the outside.
How do you fit all this stuff...
inside a police box?
Dimensional engineering.
You can't engineer dimensions.
Maybe you can't.
- Can I press any of these... - No.
It's a spaceship?
And a time ship.
- Get out. - Seriously.
This...
is proper...
awesome.
I thought maybe you didn't believe me that I'd get you home.
I thought you didn't believe yourself for a second back there.
Who, me?
No. Never doubted.
Don't know what you mean.
Home, then?
You can get us there?
Really?
Start believing.
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1955. Montgomery, Alabama.
- Parks. Rosa Parks. - No way!
If she can live here all her life
a couple of hours ain't gonna kill me.