All language subtitles for Doctor.Who.2005.S13E00.The.Power.Of.The.Doctor.1080p.HEVC.x265-MeGusta

Emergency transmission from
the Toraji Transport Network.

This is an urgent request
for immediate assistance.

This is an all-frequency appeal
for help.

We're under attack.
We're being hijacked.

All passengers down here.

Marshals, to your posts.

Who is it?
Who's attacking us?

Argh!

- Be careful.
- It's all right, they're dead.

Go through.
Head down the train.

There are more marshals.
Secure passenger safety.

What's happening to them?

That energy-
they're regenerating.

All frequencies,
urgent appeal for help.

Is there anyone out there?

Yes, there is.

We're unable to materialise
inside your craft.

The Cybermen have
a blocking field in action.

We're taking
a different approach.

Get out of there now.

Ready?

- Ready.
- Ready.

Leader, we have detected
a rescue attempt.

Scans detect a TARDIS.

The Doctor!

Could you not have got

- a less wobbly ladder?
- Oi! It's perfect!

Er...

Well, almost perfect.

Tinyjump.

Cool, right?

- Doctor!
- Yaz!

I've got you.

Come on, Dan!

What am I doing?
I've got a date to get to.

- Argh!
- Whoa!

Dan!

- Oh, yeah!
- What a landing!

- 9.9!
- Get in!

Our boots are connected
to the electromagnetic roof.

We're literally surfing
on a space train.

- Shut up, Dan!
- All right, Sheffield!

Just cos myjump
was better than yours.

Dan, turn around!

We need to wake
the long-haul passengers.

- There's no time.
- We can't just leave them!

You know
what will happen to them.

We have to protect the cargo.
Keep moving!

Go with the passengers.
I'll hold them off!

Where is the cargo?

There's no cargo
on board this train.

You lie.

Identify the location
of the cargo carriage

or be deleted.

I'm not afraid
of the Cybermen.

We are more than Cybermen.

We have evolved

We are your Cybermasters!

Two important points.
Number one -

find something to hold on to.

- Number two - don't get shot!
- What?

I'm going to deactivate
the train's electromagnets.

Aren't they keeping us
stuck to the roof?

Yeah, but not just us.

Watch out!

The train needs bringing
under control.

We need to get the train
to a halt.

The controls are over there,
as I showed you.

Don't lose my sonic.

We need to find and keep
the passengers safe,

and find out what
those Cybermasters

want with this train.

Argh!

Agh!

Leader,
the cargo has been secured.

Open it.

It's all right!

We're here to help.

I'm the Doctor. This is Yaz.

I can sort that wound out.

Pass that med-pack
off the wall.

All right, Dan, son,
just like she showed you.

Agh!

Dan?

Whoops! Sorry.

Wrong setting. Sorting it!

Hopefully.

This is your space train
driver, Dan,

reassuring you
everything is under control

and we will be slowing
to a gentle stop momentarily.

I'll deal with the Cybermen.

They're not ordinary Cybermen.

I know.

Get away from that pod.

Doctor, you shall not disrupt
our mission.

Oh, I think I shall.
Feel that slowing down?

This train's under my control,

and reinforcements will be here
any moment,

so whatever you came for,

whatever that cargo is,
you've failed.

It's all right.
Don't be scared.

I'm the Doctor.
I'm going to protect you.

The Doctor lies.

Father Grigori, I have
a message from the Tsarina.

Your presence is urgently
required at the Winter Palace.

The Tsarevich
has been taken ill.

Excuse me.

Can I help?

What's happened
to this painting?

It was taken down
for restoration work.

Was there something wrong
with it?

No. From time to time,

all the paintings need
a little TLC.

But... this one was only
restored two months ago.

It required
a little additional work.

Did it?

15 of the world's
most well-known paintings,

all been taken down
pretty much simultaneously

and with no explanation.

Where are you, anyway?

Sorry, Ace, say again?

I said, where are you, Tegan?

What day is it? Thursday?
Romania.

Somewhere near the Carpathians,
or maybe in them.

I'm losing track.

What are you doing there?

There's a volcanic chain

where those three seismologists
were last seen investigating

- a nearby earthquake.
- And did you find them?

Disappeared off
the face of the Earth,

just like the others.

A dozen seismologists
and 15 paintings.

There's something else.

When I arrived at this cabin,

there was a package
waiting for me.

When I opened it up,

there was a Russian doll
toy box inside.

But there was also a card.

From the Doctor!

Ace, I haven't heard
from the Doctor

for nearly four decades.

Yeah, all right, show-off.

Just cos it's only
three decades for me.

So... what was the doll?

A Cyberman?!

Of all the things,

why would the Doctor
send me that?

That's not a fond memory.

It's not even a Russian doll.

And why send it to me now?

I think we should go in.

Back in time for your date -
you're welcome.

Shall we pick you up again
in 24 hours?

Yaz, you and I can try
and pick up the trail

of where the Cybermasters went
with that child.

You don't have
to come back for me.

OK...

What?

I was one hand away

from flying off into space
and suffocating.

I don't want to push me luck
any further.

I mean, all this...

All this is amazing.

And I've had
the most incredible time,

but it's not my life.

And my life
is far from perfect,

but I need to get back to it.

I need to attack it.

And I can now...

...cos I've been with you.

I get it.

Life's important.

Home's important.

Oh, yeah.

Me house.

Looks like I'll be kipping on

me mam and dad's sofa
tonight.

See you again, Doctor.

Have I upset her?

Not one for goodbyes.

Whereas me...

...I'm glad to see
the back of you.

I'll call you.

I'll ghost you.

Doctor!

No!

Breeching
transmission firewalls.

Get out of my TARDIS!

I mean you no harm.

You'd be the first Dalek
to ever mean that.

I have information
critical to the future

of both humans and Daleks.

It is imperative

that you and I meet
immediately.

I don't think so.

I offer you the key

to the destruction
of the Daleks.

A Dalek invades my TARDIS

with a message offering
to destroy its own species?

I no longer believe
in the Dalek mission.

Well, that's a new one.

The Dalek machine was created
to ensure the survival

of the Kaled race,

yet Kaled identity
has eroded over time.

The Dalek mission
has changed to become

the perpetuation
of the Dalek race.

Analysis concludes we have lost

the right to survive.

Your creator would both be
impressed and horrified.

So, you come to me as what?

A spy?

A Dalek incursion on Earth
is imminent.

I offer you the chance
to destroy every Dalek

before that attack.

Why would I ever trust you?

To save the lives
of billions of humans.

I will communicate
location and time.

You must attend.

No! You don't order me!

I am detected.
Transmission must end.

Who were you yelling at?

The TARDIS has locked
on to the cargo trail.

Now, where is that child?

But that data
doesn't make sense.

It's just outside Earth
in the year 1916.

Why doesn't that make sense?

Because I'm seeing one planet
too many in your solar system.

And that extra planet is
right in the shadow of Earth.

Tsarina, Rasputin approaches.

It is good to see you,
Father Grigori. How is my son?

Such a tiny injury
and such a terrible effect.

His haemophilia
is a cruel illness.

I cannot help but think
that he has worsened

ever since the arrival
of the second moon in the sky.

An entire new moon.
These special times

must not challenge our faith.

They should strengthen it.

I'm afraid for my son.

I believe in the morning
he will be much improved.

But can you be sure?

Are my eyes
not full of certainty?

Yes.

They are.

My dear Tsar,
this endless war...

Have you made your decision?
Send more troops or withdraw?

It is so difficult.

What would your advice be?

My main concern

is that you and your family
take some time away,

a holiday...

...very soon.

Don't you think?

A long holiday?

Yes.

Yes, I, erm...

I think so.

Don't I?

I will take care of
your beautiful Winter Palace...

...and you will remain assured
of your one certainty.

Which is...?

That you are the Master,

and I will obey you.

Organic life converted into
metal on a planetary scale.

Cyber technology.

Are they capable of this?

Cybermen everywhere
we go right now, Yaz.

But those ones on the train,
the Cybermasters,

they were created by the Master
on Gallifrey.

Doctor?

Stay here.

Nope.

It's not yours, is it?

Yours from another time?

In the future?

I feel like I'm being taunted.

Oh! The core of this TARDIS
has been lashed into

the centre of the planet's
metal structure.

But why?

The screen's showing another
energy source on the surface.

Come on.

Ah! There's a rudimentary
cloaking shield in operation.

Soon fix that.

The Cybermen have tethered
that child into this planet.

But it was registering
as an energy source.

How is that child
an energy source?

Wait, there's more layers
to the shield. Oh!

Not just cloaking.
It's a consciousness shield.

A creature trying
to evade capture,

hiding behind
a visual projection shield,

and this one shows us
what we instinctively

want to protect, as a defence.

So what is it?

A Qurunx.

One of the great mysteries
of the universe.

I've never seen one before,
Yaz.

Sentient energy.

Enough to power planets
and civilisations.

They're so rare.

A metal planet with a Qurunx
at the heart of it

on the edge of Earth

in the second decade
of the 20th century. Why?

- Argh!
- Desist!

Ah! Decided to show your face,
have you?

Is this planet your doing?

This structure is the zenith
of Cyber conversion.

An entire planet
transported here.

And you think
I'm going to allow that?

You will not be able
to stop it.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

Your Master awaits, Doctor.

Doctor,
what does it mean by that?

Argh!

Oh... Oh...

Yes, what?

Doctor, UNIT needs your help.

Bit busy, Kate. Can it wait?

Absolutely not!

- Nice new building.
- Thank you. Now...

A dozen of the world's
leading seismologists

have gone missing
in the past two weeks,

plus 15 of the world's
most valuable paintings

have disappeared from view.

That's what you called us
here for?

Have you any idea
what's going on

in outer space in 1916
right now?

Strangely enough, no.

Oh, also, new freelancers.
Don't be cross.

Are you ready for this?

- No.
- Me neither.

I believe you three
know each other of old.

Oh, wow.

You said a woman.
You never said young!

Tegan.

Ace.

That is a good look on you,
Professor.

- What are you doing here?
- I brought them in.

I'm rebuilding
our intelligence networks

with people who understand

the problems Earth faces
from personal experience.

It seemed pretty clear
where to start.

So...

How have you been?

- Like you care!
- Tegan, we discussed this.

38 years.

I'm Yaz,

the only one here who doesn't
really know what's going on.

We used to be you...
decades back.

Oh... I see.

Wow.

So, what was so urgent, Kate?

This is why I brought you in.

Let's start with the paintings.

Mona Lisa.

The Scream. The Hay Wain.

Girl With A Pearl Earring.

The Last Supper.

All of them and more
taken out of public view

because all of them, we've
discovered, have been defaced.

The face of Rasputin
inserted into every painting.

Oh, no.

That's not Rasputin.

That's the Master.

What?!

Greetings, seismology fans.

If you're craving answers
to life's little mysteries,

my keynote address

at the International Seismology
Memorial Conference

is now starting
at a conference hall

vaguely near you.

Come feel the Earth move.

Here's the pin.

See you in a bit.

So, that's the Master now?

1916. Rasputin.

And the only person
who would leave a TARDIS

that looked like mine.

Hotel.

3.2km from Mount Vesuvius.

We've got a UNIT base
near Naples.

- I'll get you local support.
- Sorry.

Dealing with
multiple somethings.

It's good to see you both.

Oh!

You gave me an electric shock.

Sorry. My bad. I promise.

I'm coming back.

Ow!
Oh, you are really staticky.

We'll be back.

Come on, Yaz.

I think I handled that
quite well.

If we correlate the latest

tremor detection data

with the aforementioned ground
deformation measurements,

cross-referencing the increase
in volcanic gas emissions

and rising magma levels,

- we know...
- Doctor, look.

...ladies and gentleman,
that it would only take

the slightest
tectonic pressure...

Do you like
my seismologist collection?

I think I've got
the whole set now.

All right, I followed
your breadcrumb trail.

Some people think
you're Rasputin.

You've got a TARDIS
on a metal planet

with a stolen Qurunx,

guarded by your Cybermasters
in 1916.

Now, do I win a prize

if I guess
how this all fits together,

or are you just going
to tell me

- why you're grandstanding?
- Be patient. We'll get there.

How did you even escape
from Gallifrey?

Magnificent attention
to detail.

I'm a seismologist now.

You killed all these people.

For what?

To give you
a simple, fair warning.

Leave Earth now, Doctor,

or it will be the death of you,

because really, honestly,
truly,

this is the day you die.

No...

Not just die.

This is the day you are erased
from existence...

...for ever.

I know.

It's a bit of
a conversation stopper.

Awkward, right, Yaz?

Do you see what I've done?

I was so clever.

Cos I can give her
this warning,

but we both know
she won't leave.

She can't,
not now I've said that to her,

and yet she knows she should,

because she also knows
I don't make empty threats.

I can absolutely,
categorically,

pinky-promise-y confirm
this is no empty threat.

Go! Go, go, go, go!

Oh! You brought soldiers.
Are these for me?

Oh, you shouldn't have.
Is this rendition?

I've always wanted
to be renditioned.

Or is it rendered? Oh, gentle,
gentle. Gentle, boys.

Am I going to UNIT?

I hope I'm going to UNIT.

Give her a gun.

What?

Cover him.

We're going to take him
in the TARDIS. Take the gun.

Yaz, she must be worried.

I thought she didn't like guns.

Fine.

Do you even know
how to use that, love?

Don't you worry.
I've had weapons training.

Now move.

Great chat. Good meeting.
Thank you all.

Clear up the tiny bodies and
inform the loved ones for me,

would you?

You're not going to shoot me.

Not on her TARDIS -
think of the mess!

Just in case you're wondering,

all this "I'm messing
with your mind" chat,

I've heard worse
on a Friday night in Sheffield.

Can I let you in
on a little secret?

It's OK...

I ingested the Cyberium,

the battle AI
of the Cybermen.

I am so many steps ahead.

I can see it all...

...right through
to all our ends.

I'm sorry, Yaz. This is
going to be very, very painful.

In your dreams, mate.

Yeah.

UNIT will keep you
under armed guard

while I get rid of all the mess

you've been scattering
around the place.

Whatever you want.

I'm in her head.

I said I'm in your head, dear.

Aren't those Dalek symbols?

What are they? Co-ordinates?

Why... why are you getting
messages from Daleks?

Why is she getting
messages from Daleks?

I'm sure there's a good reason.

Let's hope so.

Status report.

Inston-Vee Vinder
now exiting the wormhole.

I've survived and am detecting
a life signal

from the missing Qurunx.

But the wormhole
is playing havoc with the ship.

In summary, wormhole navigation
was a really bad idea!

OK.

Let's start with the good news.

The ship did accurately predict
the wormhole

and manage to surf it
with me inside.

Good news part two -

it did lead me
to the missing Qurunx.

So, I guess we could say...

...mission
partially successful?

Except...

...apparently, it's connected
to some control system

on a planet
that shouldn't even be here,

according to the charts.

Oh, and I have a ship problem,

in that it's... it's broken.

Thanks, wormhole.

Wait...

Put him in the bunker.
Constant monitoring.

Full security detail.

Oh, the bunker!
That sounds nice.

I love a bunker.

Anybody want to join me?
Bunk up in the bunker?

Your dad was an idiot.

Oh, Tegan Jovanka!

How's your Auntie Vanessa?

Do you keep her
in a little doll's house?

I'm going to enjoy watching you
locked up in a tiny cell.

That's right, you tell me.

And Ace!

Or should I say Dorothy?

Didn't the Doctor ditch you?

No? Little fallout with
your Machiavellian maestro?

Last time I saw you,
you were half cat.

A man's allowed to experiment.

- Take him away.
- Yes, yes, take me away!

You'll all feel safer then,
with me in the building.

Get in!

You're not staying, Doctor?

You're not going to leave them
alone, are you...

...while you go Dalek hunting?

Whoo!

Ace, Tegan,
I need you to stay here

and monitor the Master.

We won't be long.

Professor,
where are you going?

She really doesn't want us
back in there.

Wow.

Love what you've done
with the place.

Darling, I don't seem to have
the room-service menu.

Only, I have allergies.

I'm human-intolerant.

No?

Just trying to lighten the tone
before you all die.

Doctor!

Stop for a second.

I can't keep doing this
with you -

running from one place
to the next, never explaining.

Sorry, no time.

Make time.

Daleks...

On the same day as the Master
and Cybermen.

I know. They're either separate
problems, or all part of

one bigger scheme.
He doesn't have that power.

He couldn't corral Daleks
and Cybermen...

...could he?

It's all happening so fast.

Ooh!

Very sorry.
I am really staticky today.

You're going to meet a Dalek.

Has it never occurred to you
that it could be a trap?

Of course it has.

But there's about to be
a Dalek attack on Earth.

And the one that tipped me off
said it has information

which could help us
stop the Daleks,

but not just now.
All Daleks, for ever.

It's a calculated risk.

And it's one I have to take.

I'll take down there.
Meet you back here.

Be careful.

I'm supposed to be the one
saying that to you.

I am surprised, Doctor.
I was not sure you would come.

Well, I did.

Now give me the information
you promised.

All data is
contained within my casing.

You must be fast.

This will extract
all the information.

You're really going to let me
do this?

I am.

Data transfer in progress.

I have betrayed my species.

You must ensure
they are destroyed.

Testing complete.

All systems are in place

and operating
at maximum efficiency.

- We are ready.
- No...

They're already here.

Seismology.

Volcanoes.

Daleks.

And the Master.

No...

This is not good news.

I'll get surveillance up
on the Master's cell.

We can take turns watching.
Whatever he's up to,

he can't do much
from a UNIT prison cell.

I really thought
I'd seen the last of him.

Ace?

The toy...

Oh!

Didn't it want to stay
inside your bag?

Oh, Tegan.

Do you really think
the Doctor cared enough

to send you
even one meagre toy?

How's he doing that?

The Doctor
didn't send you that,

I did...

...knowing what
you would do with it.

You'd keep it so close to you

because you have nothing else.

Do you know the great thing
about tissue compression?

It also works in reverse.

That ain'tjust any Cyberman.

It's a Russian doll.

Oh! And say hello
to my friend Ashad.

I killed him once,
but he's forgiven me now.

Tegan!

Gold bullets, tin-heads!

Did you think UNIT
wouldn't be ready?

Why isn't it working?

We long ago
developed resistance to gold.

Run!

Oh, run!

Run! Oh, look at them.

All units,
full combat protocols.

UNIT is under attack.

I repeat, UNIT is under attack
from Cybermen.

I am so glad I cloned you.

Every detail...

...paying off.

Such a good plan.

Data transfer
almost complete.

We are detected!

Stay where you are, Doctor.

You have no escape.

Was this your plan?

To lure me in
and then betray me?

- I did not betray you.
- The traitor speaks the truth.

We allowed the traitor
to contact you.

Force opening of traitor.

Exterminate the traitor.

Exterminate!

Enter the casing, Doctor.

No!

- Obey!
- Obey!

Or be exterminated!

Mission successful.

The Doctor is a prisoner
of the Daleks.

Activate spatiotemporal shift!

I can do this. I can do this.

The Doctor's in danger.

There must be a Dalek teleport
trace that we can follow,

that you can lock on to.

And why am I talking to you?

Hello, Doctor.

Welcome to the end
of your existence.

Say hello to my friends.

I believe
we're all acquainted...

...right? Do you like the garb?

I love the garb.
Got to dress for the occasion.

I was just thinking...
We could call this...

...the Master's Dalek Plan.

Or the, er...

Cyber-Dalek Master Plan, or
the Cyber-Master's Dalek Plan?

I can't quite get it.

But in the end
I suppose we'll just call it

the day I killed the Doctor...

...with a little help
from my friends.

Your friends?
You hate each other.

And the one thing stronger

than their hatred
for each other...

...is their hatred for you.

Just took a little handsome
genius to point it out to them.

"What unites us...

"...is stronger
than what divides us."

I mean, that's very you, that,
isn't it?

You love a team, don't you?

Letting every Tom, Dick
and Harriet into your TARDIS...

Well, you have your fam.

Now...

...I have mine.

So everything else
was a diversion?

No.

No. No!

Not a diversion.

Very important!

Three-phase plan.

You'll see.

Except you won't.

But rest assured,
without you to defend it,

Earth will fall
very, very fast.

I did warn you, Doctor.

I'm going old-school, Doctor.

A tribute to our elders.

Do you remember the ultimate
sanction for breaking our laws?

Forced regeneration.

They even did it to you once,
didn't they?

Well, maybe more than once.
Who knows?

Not you.

You don't have the technology.

I do.

I do.

I do!

When I ransacked Gallifrey,
I took everything.

But where would he get
the power?

If only I had a planet built
for this purpose.

No, wait, wait.

I do!

You did get that, right?

A conversion planet.

Except it doesn't only convert
organic to Cyber.

I brought it here to help
another conversion altogether.

# There lived a certain man
in Russia long ago

# He was big and strong
In his eyes a flaming glow

# Most people looked at him
with terror and with fear... #

OK, Doctor.
This is my last

roll of the dice. I've been
carrying this around with me

since you gave it to me.

#...Like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire

- # But he also... #
- You need my help?

I could certainly do
with yours.

But I'm not holding out
much hope.

# Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen

# There was a cat
that really was gone

# Ra-Ra-Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine

# It was a shame
how he carried on... #

Let's get you out of there.

This is Inston-Vee Vinder
saying,

- if you need my help...
- Vinder!

...I could certainly do
with yours.

Hello, TARDIS.

Receiving this loud and clear?

Say goodbye, Yaz.

TARDIS, lock onto his signal.

Forced regeneration, Doctor.

To force you...

...to regenerate...

- ...into me.
- Oh, no!

You wouldn't.

Yaz!

It worked.

I...

...am...

...the Doctor.

Oh, hello...

Yasmin Khan.

Where's the Doctor?

My Doctor.

Gone.

Really gone.

Forever gone.

Don't... don't worry.

You'll get used to me.

Everyone will.

I still need a companion
to ask, and...

...bask in my brilliance.

Come on, Yaz.

Let's go on an adventure!

Don't make me ask twice.

I'd hate to have to
bring you down to size.

We onlyjust got here!
They're all over

- the lower floors!
- I have to lock down

the building. I can't risk them
getting into the world.

- You both need to leave.
- How?

You have these panels
in every room.

Automated landing parachutes.

If you can't go down,
you've got to go up.

Off the roof?

You're kidding.

I stashed some of my stuff
in here earlier.

Hope you don't mind.

Very '80s.

Thanks. Come on, Tegan.

I'll hold the lockdown
till you're clear.

You carry that bat with you
all the time?

Beyoncé copied all my moves.

Come on, Yaz!

Let's save a civilisation!

Let's correct history!

Rescue a sick animal!

These yours?

Oh, bless.

Ow!

What was that?!

Some sort of dirty protest?

Unless you want to be consigned
down a black hole for eternity,

you'd better behave!

I am the Doctor,

and you will obey me.

Change back.

Can't be done.

I know you're worried about
what I'm going to do.

It's simple.

The Earth will become
a foundry for Daleks

and Cyber production,
hence the work in the volcano,

while I tarnish the name
of the Doctor.

I'm going to make the Doctor
a byword

for fear, pain and destruction,

so when people hear that name
in future,

- they quake in fear.
- If you think

- I am going to let you...!
- I am the Doctor now!

I am the Doctor!

You should have shot me
when you had the chance.

I need clothes.

Try to escape,
or touch anything,

and I'll kill you.

Out here!

What are you doing?

We can do this.

I brought them in -
the Cybermen. It's my mistake.

You go, find the Doctor.

I need to help Kate.

Tegan!

Oh, lovely.

Gold star and a sticker.

That's how you stop two sides
warring, Yaz.

Destroy them both.

Oh, hello.

I have a message for all your
remaining news viewers.

I am the Doctor.

And I caused this.

See?

No-one to stop me now.

No!

I'll wait.

You'll be back.

And I have... all the time.

Well!

You're obviously one
of the more determined of us.

I'm sorry?

You refuse to pass through.

Quite the strength
of character,

this incarnation, mm?

The question is, what are we
going to do about it?

Do about what?

Our predicament!

This is supposed to be
handed over.

You can't ruin it
for the next one.

And you were doing so well.

Where am I, exactly?

Because the last thing
I remember

is being forced to regenerate.

That's why we're here.

To stop you
moving any further through.

You are not finished.

We are not finished.

"We" being...?

Vestiges of your consciousness.

Fragments of yourself.

From the past.

Guardians of the Edge.

Sorry, why are you
not wearing...?

I don't do robes.

There's always one.
Has to be different.

I am a manifestation
of our consciousness.

I can wear what I like.

Could we just focus on this,
whatever this is?

You said Guardians of the Edge.
The edge of what?

Existence.

It's symbolic, obviously.
Consciousness will do that.

But this is the place
you pass through

during the process
of regeneration.

Go past here,
there's no way back.

But time's running out!

We can't let the Master

permanently hijack
our existence.

Yes.

Very aware of that.

But I was thinking,

in the immediate aftermath
of regeneration,

the body's weak,

- unstable while it re-forms.
- Very good.

Even more so
with a forced regeneration.

So until it's settled,
he may be vulnerable.

We need help from the outside,
which is easier said than done.

Unless one of us, or all of us,
were really clever.

I mean, this is why
you manifested here!

To remind me
there's always a way.

Things always work out!

Right?

Hello?

Come on.
I need to get back to UNIT.

If I can work with the others

- to get the Doctor back...
- Hi!

If you're seeing this,
I'm dead.

What?

Is that a bad way to start?
Bit overdramatic?

How's it looking?

I have been working on this
literally for ever.

It should adapt
and respond to

its environment and whoever
it's interacting with.

It's an interactive AI holo-me!

Built from data of my behaviour
across thousands of years.

And it should only activate

under the gravest
circumstances.

Like if I'm no longer around.

Now, that would be disastrous.
But I will have very subtly

inserted a sonically triggered
nano-implant under your skin

and passed it off
as static electricity.

- Ow!
- Oh!

If I remember to do that.
I must remember to do that.

You could have told us
you'd done that.

Whoa! The emotional receptors
on the AI

are a bit oversensitive.

Apparently, you're annoyed
with me?

Apparently, I should apologise
for something?

I've got a plan.

Tell me
if I'm doing this right.

Who said
miracles don't happen?

The Doctor's gone?

Worse than gone. And we're
the only ones to help her.

Could you go through it again,

- but slowly?
- No! We're on our way

to our next pick-up. I hope.

Doctor, I need information.

Hiya.

- Hi, Vinder!
- How's she doing that?

Shh! Doctor...

...how do you reverse
a forced regeneration?

No, no, no, no.

Forced regeneration

isn't something you ever
want to be dealing with.

Is that what's happened to me?

It's a hologram.

Can't hurt the feelings
of a hologram.

Yeah.

How do we get real you back?

Real you.

No. Impossible.

Unless...

No.

Calibrating. I'm thinking.

What... what was that?

Other interfaces, other me's.

Sorry,
I'm processing the information.

Only one chance.

I've seen it
in extreme circumstances.

It's incredibly dangerous.

Anything could happen.

Are these
extreme circumstances?

Conversion pod
established.

Let the conversions
began.

Their army shall become ours.

What are you doing?
You're supposed to

- be getting out of here.
- Yeah, well, I didn't.

I don't have time
to factor you in!

I have spent the past 30 years
living like a nomad.

I have done land mines, coups,

I have been hijacked,

and I've nearly drowned
trying to help people.

I've seen off two husbands,

and somewhere out there
is an adopted son

who hasn't called me
for six weeks.

And if that's not enough,

I was an air hostess
in the early '80s,

and, trust me,
compared to that,

a building full of Cybermen
is nothing.

Now, what's the plan?

Containment
and structural termination.

They've taken out
all the systems,

but in the basement there's
a manual activation override

for the structural termination
system.

It'll level the building, leave
everything inside entombed.

You said basement.

We're at the top
of the building,

with Cybermen in between.

There is a way out.
It's not pretty.

But if you can get down there,
I'll distract the Cybermen.

How are you going to do that?

Attention, Cybermen.

I am the commanding officer
of this facility

and I have an offer for you...

...if you can find me,
that is.

With me!

Er... OK.

That's high.

Oh, come on.

This used to be easy.

I used to be good with heights.

Just do it.

Just step off.

How do you brake?!

What?!

- Hi.
- Did you do that?

Can you fly the TARDIS?
Does she let you?

I never got to fly the TARDIS.

Whoa. Nice vibe.
Where's the Doctor? Hi.

- I'm Ace.
- Inston-Vee Vinder.

Ace, how would you feel

about me dropping you
under a Bolivian volcano

so you can stop the Daleks from
flooding the world with lava?

Wicked.

Vinder, our mission is
even more dangerous than that.

Better.

I'm sorry.

Are you?

Truly?

Came back, didn't I?

We could have fun, you know?

I am fun.

Different type of fun, but fun.

We could travel.

You'll see.

Good hiding place.

Great. Now I'm hallucinating.

What...? What are...?

You're affecting the interface
of your hologram implant!

It's reacting
to your emotional memory.

I should have accounted
for that.

You sort of look like
you used to, but...

...not quite.

I could say the same to you.

Surprised you remember.

You think you left and I never
thought of you again.

I never forget any of you.

I remember everything.

Yeah?

Well, what am I thinking,
seeing all these Cybermen?

Adric.

Now... Brave heart.

What?

I missed you.

Missed you too.

Now, please, don't get killed.
Go!

Tectonic plate depth
achieved.

Progress plan
to next phase of activation.

I think I might have

slightly overestimated myself
here, Professor.

Although... I have souped up
the Nitro 9.

Nitro 999!

Just what we need.
Good work, Ace.

How are you doing that?

In case you need help, but it
looks like you're doing fine.

So it's fine for me to blow
stuff up when you decide?

Nothing's changed.

It's never fine
to blow stuff up.

Sometimes, sadly,
it's the only solution.

But only after fair warning.

Now it's getting freaky.

I was only ever trying to
teach you good habits, Ace.

Obviously, I failed.

You never failed me, Professor.

You made me
the person I am today.

I'm sorry we fell out.

I'm sorry I judged you.

I didn't understand
the burden you carried.

All children leave home
sooner or later.

The joy is to watch them fly.

So... we're good?

Oh, we're more than good.

We're ace!

Now, let's get that
Nitro 999 going.

Power levels
now increasing.

Prepare to engage
circuit four.

All sectors
now engaging full power.

Oh, you, er...

Easy, love.

Arnold Palmer... son.

Volcano inspector.

"Graham, friend of the Doctor."
Oh!

"Former bus driver, worried
about the amount of Daleks

"in here and what he's going
to do about it."

I can't get the hang of this.

Listen, those metal things -
they are from outer space,

and they seem to be drilling
to disrupt the tectonic plates.

We've got to get rid of them

- a bit sharpish.
- I know.

Want to see how I dealt
with them in 1963?

196...? How old are you?

Excuse me!

A gentleman of never asks that,
and never on the first date.

I'm Ace.

Yes, you are.

Human
structural defences removed.

UNIT commander
detected in this area.

That's far enough.

Any further,
and that laser shield

will shred
at least some of you.

You should know
that reinforcements

are already on the way
from all around the world.

Let them come.

They will be recruits
for the new Cyber Army.

We will spread from
this building in fire and glory

to conquer humanity.

- You underestimate us.
- I understand you.

I was like you -
weak and feeble.

Actually, I'm neither.

I have knowledge
of this planet...

...of its security
infrastructure, of its leaders.

You have no reason
to offer this.

Release all the soldiers
you hold.

Save them from conversion.

Let them go...

...and you can have me.

I'm of greater strategic value.

You calculate
this may earn you time

for reinforcements to arrive.

You are wrong.

The Doctor is not coming.

The Doctor will never
save you again.

I choose to believe otherwise.

Your surrender is accepted.

Your conversion shall begin.

Argh!

Rabbits!

Renegade human in the walls.

Ah, thank you
for waiting, my precious fam.

And now it's time to kill...

...everyone.

Unleash the volcanos.

Volcanic eruptions
shall commence.

Disruptor pulse activation.

Destabilising tectonic plates.

Everyvolcano
on Planet Earth

shall be activated!

All humans
shall be exterminated.

Tectonic
disruption in progress.

Volcanic eruptions increasing

across the surface
of Planet Earth.

You're not the Doctor.

You'll never be the Doctor.

On reflection, Yaz,

I think they make much better
companions than you.

I think it's time
for your execution.

Yeah? Well,

if they're much better than me,
why didn't they

spot her come in?

What's going on?
Who are you?

I'm the Doctor, mate.

Who the hell are you?

Shoot her.

Are you sure
you want to do that, boys?

Fire!

So... it was just
the genetic material

you put into them, was it?

Maybe you should have
included the brains.

Next time,
check for signs of a hologram.

Schoolboy error.

But then you were
a rubbish schoolboy, too.

Was this you?

Out-thought by the Doctor.
Get in the machine.

Or you'll what?

You heard her.

Quickly.

And who are you?

Did you stow away
in my TARDIS?

It's not your TARDIS.

If you're a friend
of the Doctor's...

...you aren't going
to use that.

I'm freelance.

You going to let him
do this to me, Yaz? Huh?

- To your Doctor?
- You're not my Doctor!

Because you know the greatest
strength my Doctor has?

She's spent her life
gathering friends.

She can't help it.

And she is loved.

Because she taught us
to never give up,

even if someone steals
your very existence.

They're starting.

Yaz, over there.

We've got to harness
their regenerative energy.

Right, burst of two seconds,
and then link it into that.

- No!
- This is weird.

You were a tour guide
in Gloucester

the last time I saw you.

Nice trick to use
a different interface

to confuse this lot.

Now!

- No!
- Will it be enough?

Hopefully. Enough to reverse.

It's happening.

- Is it safe?
- I hope so.

I erased you, Doctor.

Don't let me go back
to being me.

What's happening?

Concentrate! Reunite.

- Yes.
- Where there's hope...

- Good luck...
- ...Doctor.

Hi.

What did I miss?

What am I wearing?!

Forced regeneration.

Forced degeneration.

You brought me back!

Yaz, you saved my life.

You're welcome.

Guess that's me done.

My AI hologram worked.

Oh, I am a genius.

See you around.

Vinder, what are you
doing here?

- Oh!
- Whoa, you all right?

Whole new lease of life.

If memory serves me...

...we've got a lot to do.
Come on.

Your soldiers offered
pitiful resistance.

They shall begin
their ascension,

as you shall now receive yours.

I bestow upon you
the greatest of gifts.

Your conversion shall begin.

No, no...

No...

No, no...

No, no!

Oh, my God, it's worse

- than a cockpit.
- Extra wrinkle.

Right, divert that power
into that circuit.

- You're not even here!
- I'm everywhere, me.

I'm using your ocular nerve
to scan, analyse and process.

The Cyber conversion unit
is powering itself from here,

but if we change that, then
they'll get a nasty surprise!

You are now deleted.
You are now deleted.

Human resistance
no longer anticipated.

Daleks are setting off
volcanos in 2022,

and here, in 1916,

there's a big Cyber planet

which could convert
the whole of Earth.

There's definitely
a fix for both.

But it's got to be quick.

Just piecing it all together.

We used to be friends...

...him and me.

So how do we fix
all those problems?

Have you not
figured it out yet?

Obvious, isn't it? We're going
to need some help, though.

All hands on deck.

Oi! Pepper pot!

Now, Graham!

- Vision impaired!
- How long are the timers?

Run!

- Timer still needs work.
- Yeah.

Pack a load of Nitro onto this.

- All right.
- Should bring it down.

Well, I hope the timers
last longer on this batch,

cos the moment
this little lot goes up,

we've got to
get to the surface fast,

get past
a load of angry Daleks,

and I'd like to make it
out of here alive.

- Ready?
- Ready.

- Graham!
- Hey, Doc!

- How did you get here?
- It's about to blow!

Sabotage!

The Doctor is still alive!

Exterminate!

I'd onlyjust signed the lease.

Wow.

Remind me never to mess
with either of you.

I thought that was a given!

And, yes, I would like
to go in the TARDIS.

Ah.

Kate?

OK.

So now it really is crowded
in here, just how I like it.

There you go. I'm going to need

every single one of you.
Stand there.

- No, no, no, not that!
- No?

There. Yes. Good. OK.

Everybody OK?

No, sorry. No time.

Where's Ryan?

- Patagonia.
- Vinder, is that your ship

on the surface of this Cyber
planet? Don't speak. No time.

Come with me.

Another problem to solve.

When I say now,
activate everything.

Chop chop, Vinder.

She's still not explaining
anything, then?

How is it bigger on the inside?

Never happier than
when I'm fixing things.

What a ship!

Stellar engineering.
Proper build.

Whoo! Bit of wormhole damage.

Still loads of miles in this,
if you've got

an excellent engineer.

Which I am!

Repairs complete.

What are you waiting for?

Get in. Start her up.
You need to be off this planet

while the wormhole's
still there.

Thank you, Doctor.

Thanks for being there for me.

How's your family, by the way?

Send them my love.

Remember, when I say now,
get off the planet's surface.

Safe travels.

Everyone still in position?

Good.

I'm in the Master's TARDIS.

He's clever,
I'll give him that.

Using a TARDIS to power
the spatiotemporal movement

of a Cyber conversion
planet.

What a mind, what a TARDIS!

Type 75.

Bit flashy for my tastes, but
way more powerful than mine.

But he's pushed his TARDIS
right to the edge,

burned out half his systems,
marooned himself here. So,

I'm linking the TARDlSes.

I'm using mine
to jump-start his.

So when I say now,
activate the control I gave you

and we'll have
a double-powered TARDIS.

- Now.
- Go, go, go!

Ha! She did it!

Thank you, Doctor!

Vinder heading home, tick.

She really doesn't like it!

Are you sure
this is going to work?

No, this has to work.
No margin for error.

Yes! Temporal hop, 106 years,
done.

Now... for conversion.

I really hope this works.

Did she just freeze
volcanos into steel?

Yes, I did.

Turning multiple
planet-threatening situations

into public art!
You're welcome.

OK, don't get cocky.

Now, one last thing

and we're done.

Do you think we can let go yet?

I'm sorry
for what was done to you.

I'm sorry that you were taken
and that you've been harnessed.

I'll see you released.

But I need one more thing
from you.

Channel your energy
down into this planet.

Disintegrate everything.

And then you'll be free!

Yes, that's it!

What a creature!

What a universe!

I'll never understand it.

Doctor!

You lost.

You gambled and you lost.

And now your body is failing
because of

- what you put it through.
- Maybe.

But if I can't be the Doctor...

...neither can you.

She's fine.

She's fine!

Extended fam.

Did we do it?

We did it.

Well, you did it.

Where is everyone?

- I took them home.
- Did you?

- That's clever.
- Well...

...Croydon, so close enough.

How long was I out?

A while.

Why's the Cloister Bell
ringing?

Doctor...

Look at your hand.

No!

No.

That's not right.

I need more time.

I want more time!

You know what this means,
right?

Yeah?

It's all right.

It's all right, Yaz.

One last trip.

Where would you choose?

What flavour ice cream?

How many times do you
think you've saved Earth?

I've lost count.

But look at it.

How could you not love
a planet like that?

I don't want it to end.

A wise person
once said to me...

...goodbyes only hurt

because what came before
was so special.

Oh, and it's been so special.

You...

...and Graham...and Ryan...
and Dan.

Nobody else got to be us.

Nobody else
got to live our days.

Nobody.

And my hearts
are so full of love

of all of you.

Oh, I have loved
being with you, Yaz.

And I have loved being me.

I think I need
to do this next bit alone.

Let's not say goodbye.

Look, it's definitely
left, not right.

Mate, I know
how to read a map.

Yeah, I understand
that, but... let me have a look.

- I've got it here!
- Just let me, please.

- Yaz!
- Yaz?

How...? How is she?

How was she?

What are you doing here?

Didn't you get your invite?

I'm Graham. And...

...apparently I've got to be
the first one to talk, so...

Right.

I have this problem.

See, I met this person,

and I got whooshed away
across all space and time.

I mean, I had the most amazing
adventures, really.

I mean, you wait till you hear,
cos I'm going to

tell you 'em all.

But... But I came back, and
I actually can't tell anyone,

because... they'd have me
put away.

And that's... That started me
thinking, though.

"I can't be the only one.
I can't."

And look! I'm not.

I reckon there are more people
out there too.

So maybe this is
where we share stories...

...about the Doc.

I will also say... I may want
to recruit you for some work.

Dan.

I've, er...

I've only been back a month,
and...

...I've got to say, I'm glad

I'm not on the verge of
being exterminated any more.

But I do miss her.

Sorry... did you say...

...her?

How many Doctors are there?

I think we're going to be here
quite some time.

Look after the next one.

You OK?

Is she OK?

Going to take in
one last sunrise.

Of course she's OK.

She's the Doctor.

Oh, the blossomiest blossom.

That's the only sad thing.

I want to know
what happens next.

Right, then.

Doctor
Whoever-I'm-about-to-be...

...tag,

you're it.

I know these teeth.

What?

What?

What?!