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Doctor Who and the Mystery of the Missing Homework
Phoebe is late for school and comes huffing and puffing up the path and steps
Miss Rowley: And what time do you call this!
Phoebe: Sorry that I’m late. You see…
Miss Rowley: Late! Late!! You are three months late! I suppose you have a note.
Phoebe: I do as a matter of fact (pulls dog eared and battered note from pocket)
Miss Rowley: (Reading) Dear Miss Rowley. Please excuse Phoebe for her lateness as she has been stuck in a time warp and battling aliens. Do you seriously expect me to believe this rubbish?
Phoebe: Yes Miss!
Miss Rowley: And I suppose your homework is delayed because you were fighting malevolent species from another dimension too?
Phoebe: Funny you should say that but ……
Miss Rowley: Enough of that already! Well since you have been away we have a change of teaching assistant. Give your excuses to her.
Dalek: (From off stage) A pathetic excuse for your homework. You will be exterminated!
Phoebe: Oh no! Not again!!
Doctor Who Music
Doctor1: Pond! Pond!! Where are you Pond?
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Doctor1: Are you stuck on that Sudoku again? Hang on, I feel a bit funny?
(Collapses rolls around and regenerates)
Doctor2: There it goes again! Now let’s have a look! Fashion sense good! Still not ginger! Still not a girl! Fantastic.
Rory: Doctor? Is that you?
Doctor2: Yes yes! Time for a little tidy up I thought! Now you got something to tell me!
Rory: Yes Doctor! Another breach in the fabric of the space and time continuum I’m afraid.
Doctor2: Ah that old chestnut! Do you like Marmite?
Rory: No.
Doctor2: Neither do I, can’t stand the stuff. Good for fixing the old TARDIS circuit breakers though. Lovely glutinous quality. Now where are we?
Rory: It seems we are on Earth in the year 2011.
Doctor2: (Looking out of the door) It’s a pretty ugly looking crowd out there!
Rory: No you still have those goggles from the planet Seigob where the whole population was green and slimy and looked like, well let’s not go there. Take them off, they look harmless.
Doctor2: Let me be the judge of that (Examining one of teachers) Just as I thought. Not a sign of any intelligent life. (Examining another) In fact the scan indicates nothing in the cranial cavity whatsoever.
Rory: That’s a real no brainer! Ha-ha!
Doctor2: Now. Rory. Let me make one thing clear. I do the jokes around here. Now what’s through here? (Exits- re-enter as Doctor 3)
Doctor3: There it goes again! Now let’s have a look! Fashion sense good! Still not ginger! Still not a girl! Fantastic.
Rory: Doctor? Is that you?
Doctor3: Yes yes! Time for a little tidy up I thought! Now you got something to tell me!
Rory: Yes Doctor! Another breach in the fabric of the space and time continuum I’m afraid.
Doctor3: Ah that old chestnut! Do you like Marmite?
Rory: No.
Doctor3: Neither do I, can’t stand the stuff. Good for fixing the old TARDIS circuit breakers though. Lovely glutinous quality. Now where are we?
Rory: Am I having a sense of déjà-vu?
Doctor3: No, I just think you have seen all this before.
(Meanwhile- elsewhere in the school)
Miss Towles: It’s that Phoebe again Miss Rowley. No homework again for the 47th time this term and we’ve only been back for four weeks.
Miss Rowley: And what is her excuse this time? The dog ate it; it fell into the barbecue; lost it behind the fridge; passed out at the smell of her brothers socks and was in a coma all weekend?
Miss Towles: No. She was just reading it when she was hit by a meteorite, and as she woke up she found Darth Vader running away with it and throwing it into a Black Hole.
Miss Rowley: If that girl put as much effort into her work as her excuses, she would be a genius! There she is get her!
Phoebe: Oh no! They are going to catch me. Why don’t I hide in that Police Box? (looks in and out of the door in confusion) Have I been drinking too much Sunny D or something but I swear that this box is bigger on the inside than the outside.
Doctor3: Quite simple my girl. TARDIS, Time And Relative Dimensions In Space.
Phoebe: What does that mean?
Rory: It means it is bigger on the inside than the outside?
Phoebe: Oh. Will it help with my homework?
Doctor3: Homework. Home-work. Home- work.Working at home. Not as such. How about moving through the cosmos at unperceivable, possibly illegal and as yet uninvented speed work?
Phoebe: Anything to get me out of detention.
Doctor3: Hop on board. Plenty of room for a little one! No offence!
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Doctor3: It’s that handle on the side. Press it down and you will hear a rushing sound. On second thoughts I had better do it.
(Exits. Sound of flush. Re-enters as Doctor4)
Rory: Doctor? Is that you?
Doctor4: Yes yes! Hang on, twice is funny three times is pushing your luck.
(Thumps on the door)
Miss Towles: Come on Phoebe! I know you are in there?
Phoebe: Oh quick!
Doctor4: Hang on; this may be a bit bumpy!
(TARDIS sound effects. All wave arms around and stagger about to show flight of TARDIS)
Phoebe: Where are we?
Rory: The scanner says Tenochtitlan 1521 AD.
Phoebe: Techy-tocky-lammy! The Aztecs. I have to find out how they sacrificed their victims. (Looks out) Oh dear- you do not want to go out there!
Doctor4: No! But you know the way it works, we always do!
Moctezuma: Hail gods from the East. It is foretold that Quetzalcoatl would appear in the Year of the Jaguars Armpit. Welcome.
Doctor4: Yes. Hi! Look bit of advice, red is not really your colour on the floor.
High Priest: This is the sign of the sacrifice to your great self.
Moctezuma: Many have come and given their heart and their life blood in your name.
High Priest: And we see you have brought a victim yourself. Attendants, prepare her for the ritual.
(Three Cybermen march in)
Cyberman1: You will be assimilated.
Cyberman2: Resistance is futile.
Cyberman3: Orders are to be obeyed without question.
Phoebe: Do you know my teacher?
Cyberman1: Seize the victim.
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Phoebe: This is fantastic for my homework.
Cyberman2: The sacrificial victim is ready oh Emperor.
Moctezuma: Splendid. Now all we need to do is cut out her heart and leave it to be eaten by the great eagle.
Amy: Doctor! Help!
High Priest: Attendants! Ready!
Cybermen: Ready! Resistance is futile.
High Priest: Then take out her heart!
Cyberman3: Heart! What is heart? Does not compute. Confused, confused! Stressed!!
Doctor4: Rory quick. This is our moment. Impart some temporary changes to the temporal lobes.
Rory: Eh!
Doctor4: Knock them on the head!
Rory: Oh! Look- the Spanish! (Cybermen turn together- knocks them out)
Doctor4: Now everyone quick back to the TARDIS.
(Everyone runs to the TARDIS and escapes)
Doctor4: Oh no it’s happening again! (Collapse and regenerate)
Doctor5: Ooh! I feel a bit funny. Not ginger! Still good looking! But what’s this.
Phoebe: Who is that woman?
Rory: It is the Doctor. This happens every so often.
Phoebe: But how is he now a she?
Doctor5: A technical, galactical, biological and illogical conundrum my dear boy. Now where to?
Rory: London 1598.
Phoebe: We have landed with a bit of a squelch.
Doctor5: Careful with what you tread in out there.
Phoebe: That’s the Globe Theatre. We have done something on Shakespeare. And it looks like there is a play on. It’s only a penny.
Doctor5: I have some Gallifreyan Globbets!
Rory: Rub them in the dirt. No-one will notice.
Stage Manager: Good evening! Today’s performance will be delayed for one hour because we have new actors learning their lines today.
Crowd: Boo! Get off!
Shakespeare: Now come on it’s quite simple
Dalek1: To be or not to be that is the question. That is not a question. It is a statement. For that you should be exterminated.
Shakespeare: And if you exterminate me you have no way home.
Dalek2: Good point. How about this one? A horse, a horse my Kingdom for a horse. If you do not provide me with a horse you will be exterminated. Bow down in the name of Dalek Supremacy.
Shakespeare: It doesn’t really scan very well. Try this.
Dalek1: When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightening, or in rain?
Dalek2: When the hurly-burly's done, when the battle's lost and won.
Dalek3: That will be ere the set of sun.
Dalek1: Where the place?
Dalek2: Upon Gallifrey.
Dalek3: There to meet with the Doctor.
All Daleks: And to exterminate him! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!
Shakespeare: No! This won’t work at all.
Dalek3: We are the ultimate killing machine. How about something with some fighting in it?
Shakespeare: I have just the perfect thing Romeo and Juliet.
Dalek1: Urgh! Not all that kissing and stuff.
Shakespeare: No the opening is just up your street.
(Meanwhile)
Doctor5: Definitely getting a sense of something not quite right here. I suspect the Daleks.
Phoebe: Hmmm. Well it couldn't get any worse I suppose. There is a bloke at the back talking to some compost bins.
Rory: Ooh what’s that!
Do wobbly arms motion. Sarah- Jane and K9 appear.
Doctor5: Sarah-Jane Smith of all the people. How did you end up here?
Sarah-Jane: Doctor! It is you. I would recognise your face anywhere? All 11 of them.
Rory: How did she get here?
Doctor5: What we have here, is a classic case of the Daleks trying to cause a massive rift in the space time continuum. They have latched on to uncertainty and fear and have exploited it to cause an emergency temporal shift dispersing people across time. We must stop this or the contradiction in space time could result in the termination of all reality as we know it!
Phoebe: I have no idea what you're on about. In English please?
Doctor Sarah-Jane has time travelled and so have the actors. If we don’t solve this the world will end.
Phoebe: (Open mouthed. Gulps) Right. I think I liked it better with the sci-fi jargon.
Shakespeare: Ah you must be our additional players. Quick learn this. We have an ugly crowd out there.
Doctor5: That’s the second time today. Now be careful people. They look like Daleks to me.
Phoebe: Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
Dalek2: I do bite my thumb, sir.
Sarah-Jane: Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
Dalek3: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir. No sir I have no thumbs sir so Iwill exterminate you sir!
Dalek2: I do bite my thumb, sir.
Sarah-Jane: Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
Dalek3: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir. No sir I have no thumbs sir so Iwill exterminate you sir!
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Doctor5: Go for the eye stalks.
(Roryand Phoebe disable Dalek1. K9 moves next to Dalek2)
Dalek2: This filthy canine has wet me. Short circuit! Warning! Warning! (Explodes)
Dalek3: Revenge! Revenge! Exterminate the Doctor! (Shoots Doctor who collapses)
Assistants: Doctor! Noooooooooooooo!!!
(ALL SING SOMEONE LIKE YOU)
Doctor6: What a lovely song! Okay, no time to lose… Let's get into the TARDIS now!
Step into TARDIS and play TARDIS sound effect
Sarah-Jane: That was a close one!
Phoebe: How did you survive that?
Doctor6: Two hearts you see. Jelly baby? (Eats one chokes, collapses and regenerates)
Doctor7: See I am virtually indestructible. But don’t tell anyone about choking on a jelly baby. I have a reputation to keep up.
Phoebe: Why do all these things keep happening?
Doctor7: (Scanning with sonic screwdriver) Well the scan would indicate an indolence consequential to deficiency in domestic assignment termination.
Phoebe: Come again!
Rory: He means you are a lazy little toad who never completes her homework properly.
Sarah-Jane: So all these things are down to you. Because you didn’t do your homework properly the whole fabric of time and space has split.
Phoebe: I know I should have listened to my school master.
(Meanwhile at the side)
The Master: There is only one Master he should be listening to. As should everyone else. Hahahahahahaha!!!! Isn’t that right Ernie?
Ernie: Yes Master! Hahahahahahaha!!!!
The Master: Little do they know that this is part of a giant game and I am gathering all the planets of the Galaxy into one place using my knowledge of gravitational attraction to threaten them with destruction if my demands are not met.
Ernie: At least you did your homework! Hahahahahahaha!!!!
The Master: I will allow you that little joke but next time I will crush you like the gravity of Jupiter if you try to be funny again.
Ernie: Yes Master!
The Master: Hahahahahahaha!!!!
Ernie: (Gulps) Hahahahahahaha!!!!
The Master: Let’s see how they enjoy the island of Crete.
(Back on the TARDIS)
Doctor7: Rory where are we now!
Rory: Crete 345BC. The palace of King Minos.
Phoebe: The Minotaur. There is a Labyrinth of tunnels under the palace and a gruesome monster! Worse than the PPA teacher in my class!!
Sarah-Jane: That must be truly hideous!
Doctor7: As bad as this? (Changes into Doctor8)
Sarah-Jane: Not bad but not as cute as David Tennant!
Phoebe: Quick someone is coming.
King Minos: Ah! The latest victims from King Aegeus! More meals for my brutal creature.
Doctor8: Has he eaten school dinners! His breath smells really bad!
King Minos: Only those brave enough can survive the labyrinth. No-one has so far.
Rory: And if we go in....
Phoebe: We face certain death.
Sarah-Jane: Just to make that clear!
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Rory, Phoebe,
Sarah-Jane: Amy! Shut up!
Doctor8: Now do we split up and become snacks for the beast or stay together and be one main course!
King Minos: I tried to make him eat some hummus and he said!
Doctor8: No?
King Minos: Then I tried to make him eat some feta cheese and he said!
Rory: No, no?
King Minos: So then I tried to make him eat a kebab and he said.
Doctor8 and assistants: No, no, no!! (Start dancing badly)
King Minos: Not funny!! Now get down there before I poke you with Poseidon’s trident.
Phoebe: It is very dark. What does the screwdriver show?
Doctor8: Let me just look around this corner.
(Exits stage re-enters as Doctor9)
Doctor9: Really very important that you do not shut your eyes?
Sarah-Jane: Why?
Angel1: HISS!!!
Phoebe: A statue! What is scary about that? (Angel moves closer and scarier) AAAAAARRRGH!!!
Rory: I remember. Don’t make eye contact and don’t blink. Otherwise we become one of them.
Angel2: HISS!!
Doctor9: Not looking! Not looking!
Sarah-Jane: Round this corner. Very carefully. Amy watch out!!
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Angel3: HISS!!
Doctor9: Now everyone listen to me! I may not be very handsome but this is your best option. If you don’t listen you won’t.
Phoebe: Won’t learn. Yeah I know the drill.
Doctor9: No! Won’t live! You will turn to stone.
(Doctor, assistants and Angels move around Labyrinth- angels freeze every time they are seen)
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Amy: Doctor! Help!
Doctor9: Enough of this! Follow me everyone! Do as I do?
(Everytime they bump into angel all pull an angel pose- angels run off one by one)
Doctor9: See! Quite simple really. Just don’t turn away from them after you see one. (Turns away turns back as an angel appears- turns to stone)
Rory: Doctor?
Doctor10: Just as well I was here then! Now where is this Beast? Nothing nasty in here.
Rose: You hadn’t reckoned on me! Five years I have been here waiting for you.
Doctor10: Ah! Rose! Yes! I can explain! Temporal timeshift.Wobbly windshafts. Dodgy dodecahedrons!
Rose: Don’t bother. You are here now. If we just follow this cotton thread we can be back at the TARDIS to solve the series climax.
Phoebe: And finish my homework.
(Back to the TARDIS)
Doctor10: Where now Rory?
Rory: South East London about 10:30 July 22nd 2011.
Doctor10: Oh no it’s happening again!
(Dramatic collapse roll around and regeneration)
Doctor11: No more of that surely! The Master is hatching the rest of his Master plan.
(Meanwhile)
Victim: Please! No! AAAAAAARGH!!
The Master: That will teach her to complain about the sausages on the school meal menu! What does she expect? Meat?
Ernie: Hur-hur-hur!
Headless Monk1: Saturn is waiting outside.
Headless Monk 2: Gallifrey will be delivered soon.
Headless Monk 1: And here is the Earth, just as you ordered.
The Master: Excellent! Soon the whole of the Universe will be at my command otherwise I will play intergalactic snooker with the planets.
Ernie: You could say you had the whole world in your hands
(Burstinto Chorus of The Whole World in his Hands)
The Master: Stop that! It’s far too jolly for an evil genius! Ernie summon my army!
Ernie: Servants of the Master! Enter to his bidding.
(March on- Cybermen, Daleks, Weeping Angels, Headless Monks)
The Master: Who do you obey?
Army: You Master!
The Master: How do you obey?
Army: Without question.
The Master: Why do you obey?
Army: We were born this way.
(Dance to Born this Way)
(Meanwhile)
Rose: Doctor! What do we do now? (Hurled about)
Sarah-Jane: I think we need some extra help. (Hurled about)
Amy: Doctor! Help! (Hurled about)
Doctor11: I don’t think the old girl will stand any more.(Hurled about) She has been through as much as me. (Hurled about) We need a miracle (Hurled about- then stop)
River Song: Hello Sweetie!
Doctor11: River Song. Right time, wrong place as usual! Now you can fly this thing as well as me.
River Song: I can but it is too late. I am only here because of the Master and his great forces. Look. All the planets are in the sky.
Doctor11: No room to squeeze a space cruiser through. Hang on! What now (Hurled about-TARDIS lands in the Master’s HQ)
The Master: Seize the Doctor!
Cybermen: We will obey!
Daleks: Exterminate the enemy!
Headless Monks: The Master will be the Master of All.
Rose: Doctor! What about us?
Doctor11: Don’t worry about a thing. I’ve got a plan.
Rory: He hasn’t got a plan.
River Song: He says he has a plan, but he will make it up as he goes along.
The Master: Enough of this nonsense. Now look at my Master plan. It has a certain je ne sais quoi, don’t you think?
Phoebe: I don’t know what you mean!
The Master: Precisely. Ignorant earthlings know nothing before the power and glory of the true supreme being.
Ernie: Shall I line them up for destruction now!
The Master: Would that make you feel good?
Ernie: It would indeed.
The Master: Then organise it.
Ernie: Line them up in front of the Daleks. (Lined up)
Daleks: Exterminate! Exterminate!
All assistants: Doctor! Help!
The Master: The Doctor! Where is the Doctor? Who is the Doctor?
Doctor1: I’m the Doctor!
Doctor2: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor3: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor4: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor5: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor6: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor7: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor8: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor9: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor10: No I’m the Doctor!
Doctor11: Actually we are all the Doctor!
All assistants: Doctors! Help!
Doctors: We are here! Never fear!
(Zap all the enemy with sonic screwdrivers- capture all including the Master)
Assistants: Hooray!!
Phoebe: Thank heavens for that, but my teacher is more frightening than any Dalek. Can you get me back in time to get my homework in?
Doctor11: With eleven of us to fly the TARDIS we will do what we can.
(TARDIS sound effects. All wave arms around and stagger about to show flight of TARDIS- land and Phoebe staggers out)
Miss Rowley: And what time do you call this!
Phoebe: Sorry that I’m late. You see…
Miss Rowley: Late! Late!! You are three months late! I suppose you have a note.
Phoebe: I do as a matter of fact (pulls dog eared and battered note from pocket)
Miss Rowley: (Reading) Dear MissRowley. Please excuse Phoebe for her lateness as she has been stuck in a time warp and battling aliens. Do you seriously expect me to believe this rubbish?
Phoebe: Yes Miss!
Miss Rowley: And I suppose your homework is delayed because you were fighting malevolent species from another dimension too?
Phoebe: No- it’s all here. But you realise what you have taught us some strange facts.
Miss Rowley: Phoebe! Don’t you ever change?
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