THE BUBBLE (David Tennant 10th Doctor and Martha)

 

Doctor:              

           Come on old girl you can do it!  I didn’t mean to call you a lousy TARDIS because you’re the best                TARDIS ever!

                                The doctor ran around the center core pushing buttons, turning knobs, and pulling                                          levers.  The TARDIS shook and mad clanking noises.  Smoke appeared from out of                                           nowhere.

Martha:

                Doctor we’re doomed!  It’s going to explode!

 Doctor:

                Nah, it’s ok.  Besides, if the TARDIS were to explode, it’ throw us out so we wouldn’t be harmed.

                                Everything came to a halt.  No smoke, no clanking and no rumbling sounds.

Doctor:

                See!  Perfectly fine-

                                The doctor and Martha flew out of the TARDIS doors and landed in thick mud.  The                                         doctor’s face was covered with mud and Martha just and some on her pant leg.  The                                      TARDIS                 exploded.

Martha:

                What was that about everything was perfectly fine?

Doctor:

                Did you hear an explosion?  Are we in World War 2?

                                The doctor’s eyes were still covered with mud.

Martha:

                No, the TARDIS just blew up.

Doctor:

                What?  No. That’s precarious Martha.

Martha:

                Doctor?

Doctor:

                Yes?

Martha:

                I’m over here.  You’re talking to a tree.

                                The doctor rubbed the mud from his eyes.

Doctor:

                Right.  I knew that.  Now about the TARDIS…

Martha:

                IT’S IN A MILLION PIECES!

                                The doctor put on his glasses and sat on the ground picking up little pieces of the                                             TARDIS.

Doctor:

                Nah, more like a zillion pieces.  You’re a little off on your counting.

Martha:

                A little off?!

Doctor:

                Ok!  A big off, I was only trying to be polite.

Martha:

                Why are you not panicking?!

Doctor:

                Because, all I have to do is find Captain Jack.

Martha:

                Who’s that?

Doctor:

                A really, and I mean REALLY old friend of mine, so I’m just going to sit here and find him.

Martha:

                How is sitting going to help?!

Doctor:

                Because he’s already found me.

Martha:

                What how do you-

Doctor:

                Isn’t that right, captain?

                                The doctor was looking at the tree he was talking to earlier.

Martha:

                I don’t understand.

Captain:

                That’s correct, doctor.

                                The doctor turned towards Martha and took off his glasses.

Doctor:

                TORCHWOOD.

                                The tree trunk split in two and the doctor walked up to it.  Martha slowly followed.                                         When she caught up with him, he was smiling and looking down at a set of stairs.

Martha:

                TORCHWOOD?

                                The doctor nodded.

Doctor:

                Come along Martha; let’s go meet ol’ Captain Jack.

                                The two of them descended down the stairs and when they reached the bottom, there                                               was a heavy metal door.

Door:

                Hello.  Welcome to TORCHWOOD Head Quarters.  Password?

Doctor:

                Oh I better get this right…

Martha:

                Why’s that?

Doctor:

                If I don’t, we’ll be vaporized.

Martha:

                Lovely.

Door:

                Password?

Doctor:

                Allons-y!

Martha:

                We’re doomed!

Door:

                Password accepted.  Welcome to TORCHWOOD doctor.

Martha:

                You’ve got to be kidding…

Doctor:

                Thank you, uh…

Door:

                Door 3R Sector Q.

Doctor:

                Thank you door 3R Sector Q.

Door:

                You’re welcome doctor.

                                The two of them walked through the door and into a long hallway.  Martha started                                         walking but the doctor grabbed her arm.

Doctor:

                Don’t move Martha.

Martha:

                What?  Why not?  

Doctor:

                Because of this.

                                The doctor pulled one of Martha’s hair’s out of her head.

Martha:

                What was that for?!

Doctor:

                Sssh… watch.

                                The doctor threw Martha’s hair down the hallway.  It vaporized in an instant.  Martha                                    grabbed a piece of the doctor’s hair and threw it in the same direction.  His landed softly                              to the ground.

Martha:

                I don’t’ understand.

Doctor:

                Yes of course, this makes perfect sense.

                                The doctor took a step forward as if in a daze.

Martha:

                Wait!

                                The doctor stopped and took a deep breath.  Martha couldn’t see what was happening                                                because the doctor’s back was to her.

Martha:

                Doctor?

                                The doctor turned around and his eyes were closed.

Martha:

                Doctor!

                                The doctor opened his eyes and they were a crystal blue instead of his brown eyes.  He                                                took another deep breath and smiled.  His eyes softened.

Doctor:

                I knew I recognized it.  My word it’s been centuries.

Martha:

                What has?  Are you alright? Your eyes are-

Doctor:

                Blue?  Yes I am perfect.  Just perfect.

Martha:

                Tell me what’s going on.

Doctor:

                I am standing in a Gallifrey bubble.  I didn’t know they still existed.  I am breathing air that I have              not breathed for over 700 years!

Martha:

                So why can’t I breathe it?

Doctor:

                Gallifreyian air is very dangerous for other beings to breathe if they are not native to that            planet.

 Martha:  Then how am I supposed to get past it?

Doctor:

                We have to pop the bubble.

Martha:

                But that’s the last of your world’s air!

Doctor:

                This is more important that air.

                                The doctor took out his screwdriver.  Martha could see a tear fall from the doctor’s blue               eyes.

Doctor:

                Hold your breath Martha!

                                Martha took a deep breath.

Doctor:

                Release!

                                The doctor held out his screwdriver and a big rush of air blew his and Martha’s hair                                          around.  She closed her eyes and a few seconds later she felt a hand on her shoulder.                                   She opened her eyes and saw the doctor standing there with brown eyes instead of                                               blue.  He was smiling at her.

Doctor:

                Hello Martha, welcome back.

Martha:

                I should be saying that to you, Mr. Blue eyes.

                                The doctor smiled and blushed.

Doctor:

                Come on, we need to meet up with Captain Jack.

                                The two of them continued walking down the hallway.

Martha:

                So who is this Captain jack anyway?  Is he that guy in the movies?

Doctor:

                It’s complicated, but if you really want to know, ask him.  AHHHH there he is!

Jack:

                Doctor?               

                                Jack walks towards the doctor and gives him a hug.

Doctor:

                Still wearing that broken teleporter I see.

Jack:

                And you’re still using the same hair gel.  Oh, who’s this lovely lady?

Doctor:

                That’s Martha.  I’d watch your step with that one Jack, she has a temper.

Jack:

                You always do pick the feisty ones.

                                The two of them both started to laugh.

Martha:

                Hello!  The TARDIS!?

Doctor:

                Right.  When and where are we?

Jack:

                Boston USA, September 27, 2011.

Doctor:

                That’s my bir-

                                Everyone looked at the doctor.

Jack:

                …as I was saying, the last time I saw you was about a month ago with a blonde girl.

Doctor:

                Rose…

Jack:

                Yeah that was her name…

Doctor:

                Listen, help me with the TARDIS.

Jack:

                Help you?  Why help you when we have spares.

                                The doctor started to laugh.

Doctor:

                Jack, you never let me down!

                                Captain Jack smiled.

Jack:

                You’d be death without me doctor.

Martha:

                Ship?

Jack:

                Right.  It’s this way.

Doctor:

                So how exactly did you get another TARDIS!?

                                They started to follow Captain Jack.

Jack:

                Ah, well, for the record I don’t know if it was future you, or you in the past, but you gave me     TARDIS blue prints about 70 years ago.

Martha:

                You’re 70 years old?

Jack:

                More or less 300 years.

Doctor:

                Has it been that long?

Jack:

                Yeah, it has.

Martha:

                Are you a Gallifreyian as well?

                                The doctor stopped and lowered his head.

Jack:

                Doc here… Is the last of his kind.  The last time lord.

Doctor:

                The last time lord…traveling through space and time.  Helping hundreds of planets, thousands of             species and races, all except my own.  My people…all wiped out by Daleks…an evil robotic race          that plans to take over the whole universe unless I stop them.  Anytime, anywhere.

Jack:

                And that’s why you need my help.

Martha:

                But…Doctor you always say no revenge.

Doctor:

                This isn’t revenge.  This is just me doing my job and keeping the whole universe at peace.

Jack:

                Here we are doctor.  Your new TARDIS.

                                Captain Jack was standing next to a tall rectangular shape shrouded in a grey sheet.

Doctor:

                Well, at least you have the shape right.  What about the colour?

Jack:

                The colour?

Martha:

                The colour?

Doctor:

                Yes the colour.  Is it a royal blue?

Jack:

                Uh, well.  I forgot it was blue…

Doctor:

                How could you forget a little blue box?!  Don’t tell me its pink!

                                The doctor ripped off the sheet.

Jack:

                Not pink…more of a Magenta…

Doctor:

                You made… MY TARDIS…magenta?!

Martha:

                Well, at least it matches your eyes…

Doctor:

                It’s not a suit!  So I don’t even care if it matches my eyes or clashes with my socks!

                                Martha looks down at the doctor’s socks.

Doctor:

                Oh bug off!

Martha:

                You’ve never been the same since you came out of that space bubble.

Jack:

                Space bubble?  What space bubble?

Martha:

                Weren’t you the one who put a Gallifrey air bubble in the hallway?

Jack:

                No…not that I recall.

Doctor:

                It’s always the same with your species.  Going to war with your own kind, thinking you own the                universe and laughing at beings from different worlds.

Jack:

                Doc, just calm down.

Doctor:

                No!  I’m tired of saving everyone!  When will someone save me?!  Save MY people?!

Martha:

                Just tell us what you need.

Doctor:

                A mate!

Martha and Jack:

                What?!

Jack:

                Is…that why you travel with all these women?!  To find a mate?!

Martha:

                So I’m just a mate to you?  Nothing more?!

Doctor:

                Martha…

                                The doctor walked towards Martha and his eyes were blue again.

Martha:

                Doctor, your eyes…

Jack:

                What about them?

Doctor:

                Martha…I’m so sorry…

Martha:

                His eyes are blue again…

Jack:

                Martha…Get away from him.

Martha:

                But-

Jack:

                NOW!

                                Martha ran away from the doctor and the doctor stopped.  His back was facing Jack.

Jack:

                Let’s see those pretty blue eyes of yours, eh doc?

                                The doctor quickly turned around and his eyes were red.  Captain Jack took a step           backwards.

Jack:

                Ooookay…red…that’s new.

Doctor:

                Why are you doing this old Jackie of mine!?

Jack:

                You’re Ill.  Something is wrong with you doctor.  GUARDS!

                                Almost instantaneously 30 guards appeared.  They surrounded the doctor in a circle.                                      The doctor lowered his head and then raised it.  He looked around with a puzzled face.

Doctor:

                Jack?

Jack:

                I’m so sorry doctor, but-your eyes!

Doctor:

                Yes?  What about them?

Jack:

                They’re brown!

Doctor:

                Well of course they are.  Could you help me with my TARDIS?  It sort of exploded…where’s         Martha?

Guard 1:

                What should we do Captain?  Lock him up?

Doctor:

                Lock me up?  What for?

Jack:

                Do you mind, for safety reasons that we lock you up just for a bit?

Doctor:

                I don’t mind; just tell me what I’ve done.

Jack:

                We will, but we need to be safe first.

                                Jack nodded at a guard and he tazed the doctor who fell to the ground.  His eyes were                                  open.  Jack walked over there and saw the doctor’s eyes quickly cycling through colours.

Jack:

                Don’t worry doctor, we’ll help you.

                                Two guards picked up the doctor and started to carry him down a hallway.

Jack:

                Wait.

                                He took the sonic screwdriver from the doctor’s coat pocket.

Jack:

                He won’t need this.

 

 

                                                                                END PART 1