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What's wrong?
Man wounded.
Wake him.
He slipped in the bilge water, Captain,
and fell under the rigger.
His hand -- I --
I don't know if he'll survive.
You're a dead man, McGrath.
The same as all the others.
She's here.
Oh, save our souls.
- I've got to escape. - Don't go out there.
McGrath, don't! Listen, for God's sake!
The Siren is a-callin'!
Unh!
Aaaaaaah!
The same as all the others --
no sign of a struggle,
no bones or blood.
We're shark bait,
every single one of us,
stuck on the ocean, waiting.
Until the wind changes.
What's that?
That's the creature. It's returned.
Yo ho ho!
Or does nobody actually say that?
โช Dr. Who 6x03 โช The Curse of the Black Spot Original Air Date on May 7, 2011
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
We made no signal.
Our sensors picked you up. "Ship in distress."
"Sensors"?
Yes. Okay, problem word. 17th century.
My ship automatically,
uh, noticed-ish
that your ship was having some bother.
That big, blue crate?
That is more magic, Captain Avery.
They're spirits -- how else would they
have found their way below-decks?
Well -- I want to say "multidimensional engineering,"
but, since you had a problem with "sensors,"
I won't go there. Look, I'm The Doctor.
This is Amy, Rory. We're sailors!
Same as you! Arr!
The Doctor: Except for the gun thing.
And the beardiness.
You're stowaways! Only explanation.
Eight days, we've been stranded here,
becalmed.
You must have stowed away before we sailed.
What do we do with them?
Oh, I think they deserve our hospitality.
I don't suppose laughing like that is
in the job description.
"Can you do the laugh? Check.
Grab yourself a parrot. Welcome aboard."
Stocks are low.
Only one barrel of water remains.
We don't need three more empty bellies to fill.
Take the doxy below to the galley.
Hey!
Set her to work. She won't need much feeding.
Rory, a little help.
Yeah. Hey! Listen, right?
She's not a doxy.
I didn't mean just tell him off, but thanks, anyway. Ow!
If you're lucky, you'll drown
before the sharks can take a bite.
If this is just because I'm a Captain, too, you know,
you shouldn't feel threatened -- your ship is
much bigger than mine and I don't have
the cool boots -- or a hat, even.
Time to go.
A bit more laughter, guys!
Where are the rest of the crew?
This is a big ship. Big for five of you.
I suppose the rest of them are hiding someplace
and they're all going to jump out and shout "boo!"
Boo!
Throw the gun down.
The rest of you, on your knees.
Amy, what are you doing?
Saving your life. Okay with that, are you?
Put down the sword. A sword could kill us all, girl.
Yeah, thanks! That's actually why I'm pointing it at you.
Aagh!
Whoa!
Stop!
Aah!
Agh!
Ha.
Ahh!
Arr!
Agh!
Oh! Whoa!
Aah!
You have killed me.
No way. It's just a cut!
What kind of rubbish pirates are you?
One drop, that's all it takes.
One drop of blood,
and she'll rise out of the ocean.
Come on, I barely even scratched him.
What are you all in such a huff about?
Aah! Amy, no!
Ah! Oh! Ah! Ow.
Ahh!
Uh, Doctor, what's happening to me?
She can smell the blood on your skin.
- She's marked you for death. - "She"?
A demon. Out there, in the ocean.
The Doctor: Okay! Groovy.
So not just pirates today.
We've managed to bagsy a ship
where there's a demon popping in.
Ha ha! Very efficient.
I mean, if something's going to kill you,
it's nice that it drops you a note to remind you.
Quickly, now. Block out the sound.
What?
The creature -- she charms
all her victims with that song.
Oh, great, so put my fingers in my ears,
that's your plan?
Doctor, come on, let's go. Let's get back to the --
oh, back to the --
The music.
It's working on him. Look.
You are so beautiful!
What?
Oh! No, I love your getup.
It's great -- you should dress
as a pirate more often, huh?
Hey, hey, cuddle me, shipmate.
Rory, stop.
Everything is totally brilliant, isn't it, huh?
Look at these brilliant pirates.
Look at their brilliant beards.
I'd like a beard.
I'm going to grow a beard. You're not.
The music turns them into fools.
Oh, my God.
Ohh.
Aaaaaaah!
Ahhh.
I have to touch her! Let me touch her!
Sorry, but he is spoken for.
Aah!
Amy!
Everybody, into the hull!
Rory!
Come on.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
What is that thing?
A legend.
A Siren.
Many a merchant ship laden with treasure
has fallen prey to her.
She's been hunting us ever since we were becalmed,
picking off the injured.
Like a shark. A shark can smell blood.
Okay, just like a shark, in a dress and singing
and green!
A green, singing shark in an evening gown.
The ship is cursed!
Yeah, right, curses, big with humans.
It means bad things are happening,
but you can't be bothered to find an explanation.
She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Actually, I think you'll find she isn't.
We have to leave, right now.
That crate of yours really is a ship?
Right, it's not propelled by the wind.
Show me!
Weigh anchor. Make it sail.
And the gun's back.
You're big on the gun thing, aren't you?
Freud would say you're compensating.
Ever met Freud? No. Comfy sofa.
Leave the cursed one, Captain. The creature can have him.
Yes, please.
We don't want the Siren coming after us.
Aah!
Aah! Aah! Aah! It's a leech!
The Doctor: Everyone, out of the water!
Aah! Aah!
It's bitten me.
I'm bleeding!
The Doctor: She wants blood.
Why does she want blood?
What were you saying about leaving
the cursed ones behind?
It's okay, we're safe down here.
No curse is getting through 3 solid inches of timber.
Ew! Ah!
Hello, again.
No! No!
No!
Aaaaaaah!
The Doctor: Come on!
"Safe"?
I have my good days and my bad days.
How did she get in?
Bilge water.
She's using water like a portal, a door.
She can materialize through a single drop.
We need to go somewhere with no water.
Well, thank God we're not in the middle of the ocean.
Did you see her eyes? Like crystal pools.
You are in enough trouble.
- The magazine. - What?
He means the armory, where the powder's stored.
It's dry as a bone.
- Good, let's go there. - I give the orders.
Ah.
Worried because I'm wearing a hat now.
Nobody touch anything sharp!
Come on, Rory.
Quickly, man.
I can't. The key is gone, Captain.
How can it have gone?
Someone else had the same idea.
Barricade the door.
Careful of that lantern.
Every barrel is full of powder.
Who's been sleeping in my gunroom?
You fool!
You fool, boy.
What are you doing here?
Who is he?
What, he's not one of the crew?
No.
He's my son.
What in God's name possessed you, boy?
Your mother will be searching for you.
When?
Last winter.
Fever.
She told me all about you.
How you were a Captain in the Navy.
An honorable man, she said,
how I'd be proud
to know you.
I've come to join your crew.
I don't want you here.
You can't send me back.
It's too late.
We're 100 miles from home.
It's dangerous here.
There is a monster aboard.
She leaves a mark on men's skin.
The black spot?
There's nothing wrong with the boy.
He has no scars.
Yep. Ignore my last theory.
He has his good days and his bad days.
It's not just blood.
She's coming for all the sick and wounded,
like a hunter chooses his weakest animal.
Okay, look, he's got a fever.
The Siren knows it.
Humans -- second-rate, damaged too easily.
It's only a matter of time
before everyone gets...bruised.
My ship, it can sail us all away from here.
- You and me, we fetch it. - Let's go.
You're not the Captain here, remember?
The water's dangerous! That's how she gets through.
One touch of her hand and you're a dead man.
We're all cursed, if we stay aboard.
It's not a curse. "Curse" means game over.
"Curse" means we're helpless.
We are not helpless!
Captain, what's our next move?
Wait with the boy.
- Captain, we're all in danger, here. - I said wait.
And barricade the door after we've gone.
Are you sure you want to go?
We have to get Rory and Toby away.
She's out there now, licking her lips,
boiling the saucepan, grating the cheese.
Okay, well, remember --
if you get an itch, don't scratch too hard.
We've all got to go sometime.
There are worse ways than having your face
knocked off by a dodgy mermaid.
Ahem.
Do you want to draw lots for who's in charge, then?
Darkness, demon.
You can have first go.
Heh.
Ah!
Ahh!
Nearly. Ooh! Heh.
By all the...!
Let me stop you there. "Bigger on the inside."
You don't mind if we just skip
to the end of that moment?
Oh, and sorry I lied, by the way, when I said
yours was bigger. Kitchen that way.
Choice of bathrooms -- there, there, there.
What's wrong?
The most beautiful thing you've ever seen.
Ohh, tell me I didn't really say that.
What's going on?
We're not staying here to molly-coddle the boy.
The Captain's gone soft. It's time for us to leave.
What's this do?
That does "very, very complicated",
that does "sophisticated", that does "whoa! Amazing!",
and that does "whiz, bang".
Far too technical to explain.
- Wheel? - Atom accelerator.
It steers the thing?
No. Sort of. Yes.
Wheel, telescope, astrolabe, compass.
A ship's a ship.
Uh-huh.
He told you to wait, you dog.
He's your Captain,
a naval officer.
You're honor-bound to do as he tells you.
"Honor-bound"?
Do you know what kind of ship this is?
Do you know what your father does?
Don't listen to him, Toby.
We sail under the black flag, the Jolly Roger.
Liar!
He's not a wicked pirate!
Oh, you think so?
I've seen your father
gun down a thousand innocent men.
This is how the professionals do it.
Um, it's stuck.
Not responding.
Becalmed?
Mm-hmm, yeah, apparently.
That's new.
See, you had to gloat, didn't you?
I'm not gloating.
I saw that look just now, "ha ha, his ship is rubbish."
True.
Mm-hmm.
Get what treasure you can. I'll meet you in the rowboat.
You're going to remain at your post.
I am not playing games with you, boy.
You put that down.
One more step, and I'll use this,
you blackguard.
You don't know how to fight with a cutlass, boy!
I don't need to, do I?
Ahh!
No.
I can't get a lock on the plane.
The what?
The space we travel in, the....Ocean, sort of ocean,
but not water -- the TARDIS can't see, it's sulking
because it thinks that space doesn't exist.
Without a plane to lock on to, we're not going anywhere.
I'm confused.
Yeah, well, it's a big club.
We should get t-shirts.
What's happening?
You little swabber.
Congratulations. Made it to the menu.
Maybe you shouldn't go out there now.
You scurvy ape!
Don't shoot -- the powder will blow and kill us all.
Mulligan, what are you doing?
No honor among pirates.
She's had her little sulk, now, she's heading
for the full-on, screaming tantrum!
Can you fix it?
Ahh! The parametric engines are jammed.
Vector's gone. I'm almost out of ideas.
"Almost"?
Well, we could try stroking her and singing her a song.
Will that help?
Hard to say. It never has before.
Aah! I've lost control of her.
She's about to dematerialize. We could end up anywhere!
That sounds bad! Yes, it is! Avery!
Out, now!
Abandon ship. Abandon ship!
Okay, okay. O-okay.
The TARDIS runs off on its own.
That's a bit of a new one.
Not much of a Captain, without a ship,
are you?
Mulligan.
What are you doing?
This is mutiny!
She doesn't want me.
She only wants Toby.
He's got the last of the supplies.
We should go after him.
Never mind the damned supplies.
What about my treasure?
Don't get injured.
Don't get injured.
Come out of there, you mutinous dog!
Ahh!
The Doctor: She's inside.
She's come for Mulligan.
Aaaaaaah!
No water in here. How did she take him?
You said she uses water like a door,
that's how she enters a room.
I was wrong.
Please ignore
all my theories, up to this point.
What, again?
We're all in danger.
The water's not how she's getting in.
When we were down in the hull,
think what happened -- you, me, Amy, Rory, leeches!
She sprang from the water.
Yes, only when it grew still --
stillwater, nature's mirror.
So you mean...?
Yes, not water...
Reflection.
The Siren legend, the curse.
You said curses weren't real.
Folklore springs from truth.
She attacked ships filled with treasure.
Where else do you get a perfect reflection?
Polished metal.
Hmm.
We must warn them!
Amy! Open the door!
Toby! Toby, open the door!
Toby!
The Doctor: Open the door!
Toby!
We've got to destroy every reflection!
Go, kill that glass!
She could spring from any of them.
Oh, yes, yes, I know, I know --
very bad luck, to break it,
but look at it this way --
there's a stroppy, homicidal mermaid
trying to kill all.
How much worse can things get?
Yep.
- Help me lug this lot out. - Where are we taking it?
The ocean.
No! No.
This is the treasure of the Mogul of India.
Oh, good. For a moment, there, I thought it was yours.
No, no, Doctor! Wait.
Must we do this?
Any reflection, any mirror,
and the Siren will attack.
We have to protect Rory and Toby.
Go and get the crown
from the store room.
Just wait.
Not my most dynamic plan, I realize.
TARDIS.
It's been towed. What?
Sorry. We might be stuck here for a while.
You're saying that we should all just wait here below?
The sea is still calm, like a mirror.
If you go out on deck, she'll rise up and attack you.
It's okay. The calm won't last forever.
When the wind picks up, we'll all set sail.
Until it does, you have to hide down here.
I'm sorry about your mother.
You miss her a lot.
Three years. No word from you.
Toby --
You promised her.
You promised you'd come home
and she believed you would.
Right up until the day she died.
What made you do it?
What made you... Turn pirate?
Get some sleep now.
It's fine. You're doing fine.
Just stay calm.
It's not one star, it's two.
The dogstar.
Sirius. Binary system.
I use it to navigate the oceans.
I've traveled far, like you.
Space can be very lonely
and the greatest adventure is
having someone share it with you.
If we get out of this,
I'll take him back to England.
He can't stay with me.
I'm not the father he needs.
Who are you,
Henry Avery?
Respected naval officer, wife and child at home.
How did you end up here,
wandering the oceans with a band of rogues?
I've set my course now.
Nothing I can do to alter it.
People stared at it for centuries and never knew.
Things can suddenly change
when you're least expecting.
Doctor, um --
shh.
What can you see?
It feels like something's out there,
staring straight at me.
Man the sails!
To the rigging, you dogs! Let go the sail!
Put the banding at the second, the clews!
I swear he's making half this stuff up!
Well, we're going to need some kind of raised boom!
Oh! Oh!
Toby!
Find my coat!
My compass is inside it, boy!
Heave-ho, you bilge rats!
"Rats" was all I could hear!
Don't let her take you!
No!
Aaaah!
No!
Come on!
Ah!
Unh!
Get off!
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
You couldn't give up the gold, could you?!
That's why you turned pirate!
Your commission,
your wife, your son!
Just how much is
that treasure worth to you, man?!
Ohhh!
Rory! Rory.
Rory!
I can't see him! Doctor! I'm going in.
He's drowning! He's drowning!
You go in after him, you'll drown, too!
There's only one thing that can save him now.
What are you talking about?!
The Siren! The Siren! She wants him.
We have to release her.
Doctor, no!
No!
The Doctor: He's drowning!
Go find him!
What -- what did you do?
If he stays in there, he'll die.
She'll destroy him!
That thing isn't just a ravenous hunter.
It's intelligent -- we can reason with it and, maybe,
just maybe, they're still alive, somewhere!
We have to follow.
Are you mad?
If we ever want to see them again,
we have to let the Siren take us.
We'll prick our fingers.
All agreed.
Yeah?
Aye.
Aye!
Aye!
Where are we?
We haven't moved.
We're in exactly the same place as before.
We're on a ghost ship.
No, it's real.
A spaceship trapped in a temporal rift.
How can two ships be in the same place?
Not the same. Two planes, two worlds.
Two cars parked in the same space.
There are lots
of different universes nested inside each other.
Now and again, they collide and you can step
From one to the other.
Okay. I -- I understand.
Good, because it's not like that at all,
but if that helps... Thanks.
All the reflections have suddenly become gateways.
Aah!
Ever look in a mirror and think you're seeing
a whole other world?
Well, this time, it's not an illusion.
A signal.
Yeah.
A distress call.
Uh-huh.
There was a second ship here all the time.
And the Siren is onboard.
Dead.
You were right.
There was something staring at us
the whole time.
How long has this ship been marooned here?
Long enough for the Captain to have run out of grog.
I don't understand -- if this is the Captain,
then what's the Siren?
The Doctor: The same as us --
a stowaway.
She killed it.
Human bacteria.
What?
A virus from our planet, airborne,
traveling through the portal, that's what killed it.
It didn't get its ja...Bs.
Ah, look.
What is it?
Sneeze!
Alien bogeys.
McGrath! He's one of my men.
He's still breathing.
My entire crew is here.
Toby! Rory!
The TARDIS!
We have to get him out of here.
Wait.
His fever's gone.
Ah.
He looks so well.
She's keeping him alive.
His brain is synaptic, but all its
cellular activity is suspended.
It's not a curse.
It's a tissue sample -- why get samples
of people you're about to kill?
Help me get him up.
She's coming.
Anesthetic.
What?
The music, the song.
So she anesthetizes people,
then puts their body in stasis.
Avery, no!
The Doctor: Ah-choo!
Fire.
That's new.
What does fire do?
Yes, destroy. What else?
Stabilize.
I -- I --
I sneeze, I've got germs.
Amy, stop. Don't interfere. Don't touch him.
Anesthetic, tissue samples,
screens, sterile working conditions.
Ignore all my previous theories!
Yeah? Well, we stopped paying attention a while back!
She's not a killer at all, she's a doctor!
This is an automated sick bay.
It's teleporting everyone onboard.
The crew are dead and so the sick bay
has had nothing to do -- it's been
looking after humanity whilst it's been idle.
Look at her!
A virtual doctor, able to sterilize a whole room.
Able to burn your face off.
She's just an interface,
seeped through the join between the planes,
broadcast in our world.
Protein circuitry means she can change her form
and become a human doctor for humans.
Ohh!
Sister, you are good!
She won't let us take them.
She's keeping them alive, but doesn't know how to heal them.
I'm his wife, for God's sake.
Why can't I touch him?
Tell her, Amy.
Show her your ring.
She may be virtual, but she's intelligent.
You can't do anything without her consent.
Come on, a sophisticated girl like you,
that must be somewhere in your core program.
Look, he's very ill, okay?
I just want to look after him.
Why won't you let me near my husband?!
A consent form.
What?
Sign it. Put your hand in the light.
Rory's sick. You have to take full responsibility.
Uhh!
He can't breathe. Turn it back on.
What do we do?
I can't just leave him here.
He'll die if you take him out.
Rory.
Rory, wake up.
Where am I?
The Doctor: You're in a hospital.
If you leave, you might die.
But if you don't,
you'll have to stay forever.
You're saying that, if I don't get up now --
you can never leave.
The Siren will keep you safe.
And if I come with you?
Drowning, on the point of death.
I'm a nurse.
What?
- I can teach you how to save me. - Whoa, hold on.
I was drowning. You just have to resuscitate me.
"Just"?
You've seen them do it loads of times in films.
CPR, "the kiss of life."
Rory, this isn't a film, okay?
What if I do it wrong?
You won't.
Okay, what if you don't come back to life?
What if --
I trust you.
What about him, hmm?
I mean, why do I have to be the one?
Why do I have to save you?
Because I know you'll never give up.
We have to send this ship back into space.
I mean, imagine if the Siren got ashore.
She would try to process every injured human.
What about Toby?
Sorry.
Typhoid fever --
once he returns, it's only a matter of time.
What if I stay with him, here?
The Siren will look after him.
I can't go back to England
and what home does he have now,
if not with me?
Do you think you can sail this thing?
Just point me to the atom accelerator.
Ha ha.
I know
you can do this.
Of course, if you muck it up,
I am going to be really cross.
And dead.
I'll see you in a minute.
Ahhhhhh!
Come on. Come on, Rory.
Not here, not this way. Not today!
He trusted me.
He trusted me to save him.
You still can. You can still do this.
He believes in you. Come on, Amy!
Come on!
Oh!
Please please please please please,
wake up.
Please, please, please, please.
Come on, come on.
Amy.
Amy, you did it. You did it!
I thought I was an excellent pirate.
I thought you were an excellent nurse.
Easy, tiger.
Goodnight, Doctor.
Goodnight, Amelia.
You only call me "Amelia"
when you're worrying about me.
I always worry about you.
Mutual.
Go to bed, Pond.
You can't tell him.
It's his future.
I know.
The Doctor: Oh, Amelia.
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