A SINGLE PIANO NOTE REPEATS

First, we have a note.

Then we have a tune.
HE PLAYS: Three Blind Mice
Then...we have a melody.
HE PLAYS: Moonlight Sonata
by Beethoven
Beethoven wrote this
when he first discovered
he was going deaf.
All that rage...
..and fury...
..out of which...
..something beautiful.
PLAYING STOPS
Am I boring you, Henry?
It's just a bit stuffy.
Can't you play something
more exciting, sir?
There is one thing
you might like.
It's called The Devil's Chord.
Tell me more, sir.
It was banned by the Church
in medieval times
in case it allows the devil
to enter the room.
HE PLAYS A SINGLE NOTE
HE ADDS ANOTHER NOTE
DISSONANT CHORD
Ha. Makes you shiver,
doesn't it?
Technically,
it's known as a tritone.
But...put it in context and...
HE PLAYS A ROMANTIC MELODY
Oh! Gosh!
Oh, goodness me.
KNOCKING
What?
KNOCKING FROM WITHIN PIANO
Is someone playing a game?
MORE KNOCKING
Ta-da!
DRAMATIC CHORDS
Henry, get away from him.
Them.
What?
Me.
What?
I'm them.
You're who?
"You're who?"
THEY CHUCKLE
Nice to see you again, kiddo!
You know each other?
That's my daddy.
Don't be ridiculous.
You didn't look at my name, sir.
Of course I did.
It's Henry... What was it?
Henry...
Henry Arbinger, that's it.
PIANIST CACKLES
Harbinger!
MORE CACKLING
Think of him as my prelude.
And now his song is sung.
Who are you?
My notation is...
..Maestro.
But what are you?
I...
..am...
..music.
And you, Mr Timothy Drake...
..you're a genius.
Don't be ridiculous.
You're the greatest composer
who ever lived.
Clever enough
to find the lost chord.
But it's so sad...
..Timothy.
You never had the luck.
You never got that break.
I did not.
You're right.
Nobody ever understood me!
All those melodies...
..stifled and strangled inside you.
All those songs you never sang.
They sit there still...
..wrapped around your...
..heart.
Still beating.
Wrapped...
..so...
..tight.
Would you like me
to set them free?
I would love that. Yes. Yes!
Music, Maestro, please!
MAESTRO PLAYS JOLLY MELODY
TIMOTHY CRIES OUT
MAESTRO CACKLES
MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING
CLANKING AND WHIRRING
MAESTRO SIGHS, THEN HICCUPS
Now...
MAESTRO PLAYS: Doctor Who theme
THEME CONTINUES THROUGH
CRACKLY JUKEBOX
MUSIC ENDS
I want to see...
..the Beatles recording
their very first album.
Seriously?
 You asked!
If I could go anywhere in time
and space, that's where I'd go.
Because my mum, she had
a girlfriend, Clare.
I loved Clare.
And she was dead into vinyl.
She had all the Beatles albums,
so we used to play them
every day after school.
Ten years old, I was.
We had Revolver,
the White Album.
So, yeah, if I could
go anywhere,
then that's where I'd go.
CLANKING AND WHIRRING
That...is...
..amazing!
Oh, right! Seriously?
Oh! People always say
the Titanic, or Mars,
or Bethlehem.
But the Beatles?
Why have I never done that
before?
Come on!
CLANG
Oh.
February 11th, 1963.
No way.
Really?
Mm-hm.
RUBY SQUEALS
Wait, wait, wait. Wait. Wait.
If we're in the '60s,
what about my clothes?
Good thinking!
Go-go boots!
Oh, my God. Eyeliner!
Eyeliner!
I want a beehive!
I've got wigs galore!
MUSIC: California Soul
by Marlena Shaw
# Like a sound you hear
that lingers in your ear
# But you can't
forget from sundown to sunset
# It's all in the air,
you hear it everywhere
# No matter what you do,
it's gonna grab a hold on you
# California soul... #
1963!
THE DOCTOR CHUCKLES
Oh, no way!
It's like the album cover!
Oh, I am having the best time!
Look at the cars!
Oh, come on!
DOCTOR LAUGHS, RUBY SQUEALS
BOTH: # Da-da-da-da-da, da!
# Da-da-da-da-da, da!
Ho-ho! Abbey Road Studios.
Not called Abbey Road yet.
Right now, in '63, they are...
.the EMI Recording Studios.
Huh!
THEY LAUGH
And how do we get in?
Won't they ask who we are?
Hmm...
RUBY:
Oh! Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Hi. Janet said
we could take over,
so you can have ten minutes off.
Oh, right. Thank you!
Very kind!
Oh!
Yep, there's always a Janet.
And everyone wants a cuppa.
Brilliant!
RUBY GIGGLES
Good morning! Cup of tea?
Er, yeah, make it a strong one,
two sugars. Er...
MICROPHONE FEEDBACK
Boys, do you want anything?
I'm all right for now.
Maybe something stronger later
on.
What
do you think, John?
Now you're talking, Paul, lad.
I just want a good night's sleep.
You keep playing like that,
we'll all have a good kip.
All right, all right,
let's take it from the top.
I thought, the chorus,
don't slide in the harmonies.
Just hit it.
Whatever you say, boss.
Hurry up, then, George. We're only
getting paid seven quid a day.
Er, good luck.
Thanks.
Roll to record.
And a three, two, one.
# I've got a dog
He's called Fred
# My dog is alive
He's not dead
# I love my dog
He loves me too
# I haven't got a cat
Only a dog
# My dog, my dog
My dog, my dog
# I've got a dog
I love my dog
# He's my dog
He's not your dog
# If you want a dog
Get your own. #
KNOCKING AT DOOR
Hi. Don't mind us.
Just...cup of tea.
OK.
Going from the second chorus,
playing in the last four bars
of the verse.
Good luck, Cilla.
Don't let me down, Cilla.
And a three, two, one...
# I love you,
you love me
# We are two, we are not three
# Cos you love me
# And I love you
# We're quite happy,
I think, perhaps. #
Oh, Cilla.
DOCTOR: Don't mind us!
PRODUCER:
And roll to record,
please.
ORCHESTRA PLAY SLUGGISHLY:
Three Blind Mice
DOCTOR: Look at them.
Everything's gone dull.
No-one hums, no-one whistles.
No-one taps their feet.
I don't get it, though.
Music isn't...
Like, you can't lose it
or steal it or kill it.
It's just natural.
You get music when...
..the wind blows
through the trees.
That's called Aeolian tones.
But music - music
is the highest form of thought.
If you take that away...
Finland?
That never happened.
If music has gone, that means
everything is changing.
The whole human race
is taking a different path.
OK. So what do we do?
You take John Lennon,
I'll take Paul McCartney.
Find out what's happened
and when it happened.
Two cups of tea, my darlings.
That's half a crown,
ta very much.
How much?
BOTH: That is outrageous!
Take it or leave it, sweetheart.
That is daylight robbery!
Ooh.
That's me, Margaret Lockwood
in The Wicked Lady.
Now, there was a woman.
Statuesque!
Excuse me. Hold on, Paul. Um...
Could I just have a word?
I've got a cup of tea for you.
Mr Epstein sent me.
OK. Um... You...
..are writing the songs
for the band, yeah?
They're not very good,
are they?
Oh. Er...
Well, no. No.
Great! That's great, lad.
That's how it should be.
It's not like the old days,
when we had waltzes
and fandangos and all that.
But waltzes used to exist.
When did they start
becoming wrong?
Dunno. Way back.
'20s, '30s.
Why? What happened?
We started seeing sense.
What we're doing here today
is the last gasp.
If I can make a bit of money
out of cheap old rhymes,
then I can settle down
and get a proper job.
It's embarrassing, singing.
I just want to finish
the album,
get back to Liverpool
and forget it.
But you can't do that.
We need you.
What for?
I'm no good at anything.
But, Paul, see...when
it's just you on your own...
..don't you think...
..there must be better songs?
Songs that...lift you?
And devastate you?
And make you soar?
Songs that are tucked away
somewhere in secret,
in the back of your mind?
How do you know that?
I just want to go home.
Forget this life.
Just have my tea and go to bed with
a woman of my own, you know.
That's all I want.
But then why do I wake up crying?
It's like sometimes, late
at night, I get this thought...
..like, it's so far away...
..but it's a note.
A single note.
And then a second.
And a third and fourth
and fifth.
And you put them together
and it feels like the most
holy thing on this Earth.
Like a...
..G.
Then an E.
Then a G maybe twice.
Then C.
And if you put words to it,
words right from your heart...
# I love you
# So much... #
FAINT LAUGHTER
MORE CHUCKLING
MAESTRO CLEARS THROAT
CLANG ECHOES
MAESTRO SHRIEKS
Don't waste my time.
Do you know what you are,
with your ideas, pal?
Disgusting! You are disgusting!
What the hell was that?
DOCTOR: That's it, Vinnie.
Nice and safe.
I want that installed
on the rooftop
like it is precious china.
VINNIE:
Easy, boys!
Don't hit the wall!
Right. Let's head on up.
Thing is, without music,
dance must be gone.
No-one dances any more!
I mean, can you dance
without music?
I mean, you can, but do you want to?
And think about it, Ruby -
love songs!
There are no more love songs
any more.
Oh, my God!
There's no more love songs
in the whole wide world!
Ah!
Whoo!
IN COCKNEY ACCENT: Old London Town!
Is that smog? I thought they
got rid of that in the '50s.
We had a really bad smog
in December '62,
but this...
..is more like a darkening.
The world is darkening.
I live over there.
You do what?
I live over there.
What do you mean?
Shoreditch.
I'm there right now.
OK, you're gonna have to start
again.
In the past, right now, I live
in a place called Totter's Lane.
1963, I park the TARDIS
in a junkyard
and live there
with my granddaughter, Susan.
Oh!
DOCTOR CHUCKLES
OK?
Your what?
My granddaughter.
Susan?
We could go and have a look,
but, you know, timelines -
kachoom!
You've got children?
I did have.
I will have.
Time Lords get a bit...complicated.
Yeah, but you've got
a granddaughter? Like, now?
Like, today? Back in our time -
my time - agh!
Where is she?
I don't know.
How do you not know?
The Time Lords were murdered.
The genocide rolled
across time and space,
like a great big cellular explosion.
Maybe it killed her too.
Doctor... God...
DOCTOR LAUGHS SOFTLY
Here we go, Doc!
Hey, Vinnie!
Thank you very much!
Come on. Bit of luck,
I'll have you whistling
by sundown.
Can't bear whistling, Doc.
All those horrible tunes!
No, thanks!
All right.
RUBY LAUGHS
Oh-ho!
It's all yours, honey.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm...
I'm not that good.
Ah, you are, sweet. I've seen you.
December '23, King's Arms.
You opened with One More Sleep.
I can't believe you were there.
Ah! It all comes back to
Christmas with you, doesn't it?
I need you to play again.
But what for?
At this moment in
time, Ruby Sunday,
you are the only music in the world.
Let's see what happens
if you bring music back.
Right, I'll just... No pressure.
OK.
I wrote this for my friend Trudy
when a girl broke her heart.
Hmm.
SHE PLAYS A GENTLE WALTZ
RUBY KEEPS PLAYING
SHE SOBS QUIETLY
CRASH!
No!
Oh!
CRASHING AND THUDDING
CACKLING
CACKLE RESONATES
MORE CACKLING
You called?
That was the Giggle!
Hide!
Do what?
We've got to hide!
You never hide!
I can't fight this thing.
MAESTRO:
I heard music!
MAESTRO GIGGLES
PING!
PING RESONATES
OPERATICALLY:
# Where are you? #
Who was playing that piano?
The chorus of ancient songs
calls me...
..Maestro!
And who...
TUNING FORK PINGS
..are you?
Because...
..I heard music!
THEY CACKLE
And music...
PING!
..is mine!
WHIRRING
SUDDEN SILENCE
NO SOUND
STILL NO SOUND
WATER RIPPLES SOFTLY
THRUMMING
FIZZING AND BEEPING
Sound and vision.
SHE STARTS TO PLAY: Clair De Lune
by Debussy
Music!
SHE HUMS ALONG
PIANO KEYS CRASH
THUD!
MAESTRO CACKLES
WOMAN SHRIEKS
MAESTRO CACKLES MANIACALLY
But who was that?
Were they inside the piano?
How can they be inside the piano?
The piano wouldn't work!
OK. OK, OK, OK. OK.
You're scaring me now.
That thing...
..must be part of the Pantheon.
Oh, Ruby, there are...
...vast powers...
..beyond the universe.
I told you, when we first met.
I said...
I said the Toymaker...
And defeating him took everything.
It ripped me in half.
But you survived.
It literally...
It tore my soul in half.
I can't...survive that again.
The Toymaker said...
He said...
He warned me. He said,
"My legions are coming.
"My legions are coming."
He said, "My legions are coming."
But you made that silence
with the sonic.
That worked, didn't it?
Yeah, one trick, once.
That's all you get with the gods.
OK, so what do we do?
I don't know.
I don't know, Ruby.
That is the point. I don't know.
But you always know!
 I don't!
The last time, I got lucky.
Catch!
One trick, once.
But this thing...
..is stealing music!
I mean, how the...
How the hell is...?
I'm sorry...
..but the power of
these creatures is so vast,
the whole world
could slide into the pit.
Doctor...
..I know you're clever and all that,
but I've got news for you.
The world did not end
in 1963.
Right.
No, but it didn't!
OK? I'm living proof!
I was born in 2004,
and all my life I've had
Beyonce and Sam Fender
and Strictly
and tap-dancing and raves.
My mum sings Danny Boy
at Christmas when she's drunk
to my gran.
Don't you see, Doctor?
Music...exists.
Come with me.
So when is it for you, back home?
What time are you? June 2024?
Er, it's hard to keep track,
but, yeah, I think so.
June, July?
CONSOLE BEEPS
THUD
Have we done it? Are we back?
2024. I've brought you home.
TARDIS DOOR OPENS
WIND WHISTLES
RUBY GASPS
SHE SOBS
This is what we're trying to stop.
But this isn't...real.
This is... This is just like a
parallel universe.
This is your time.
This is your home
if Maestro isn't stopped.
Where's my mum?
I think without music,
the human race goes sour.
Without any way
of expressing a broken heart,
they go to war
without even knowing why.
WIND HOWLS
Then how am I still alive?
Why don't I fade away?
Because of me.
Boo!
MAESTRO CACKLES
THEY PLAY A GENTLE MELODY
Maestro!
The Doctor.
That was you in '63, wasn't it,
sweetcheeks?
You stepped from one time
to another,
like...the Lord Temporal,
who trapped my father
and bound him in salt, yes?
Child of the Toymaker.
C'est moi, mon cher!
THEY GIGGLE
I should thank you, Doctor.
Daddy was so bad to me!
TUNE CONTINUES
# Daddy was so mean
# Daddy was so tough
# Daddy daddy'd me
# And that was quite enough. #
If he was a living game,
you are the essence
of music itself.
Ah!
But what's the point?
You've destroyed the world!
Music is gone.
How is that a win?
Not...gone...darling!
Hush!
WIND WHISTLES
MAESTRO SIGHS
The sound...
..of a nuclear winter.
The purest music of all.
Aeolian tones.
Music without the need
for people.
And every song that goes
unsung feeds me.
I get stronger and stronger
until I can reach out
and steal the music of the spheres.
Then...the universe will stop
turning.
It'll keen...
..in a minor key.
Aeolian tones
across the whole of creation.
And that lament
will be my symphony supreme.
With all of life extinguished.
I'm going solo.
How did you enter this world?
Oh...
THEY GIGGLE
..that would be telling, babes.
No...babes!
Your father established
the rules of fair play.
One thing that
he would never do is cheat!
So I have a right to know!
A genius.
A single silly man...
..who found the lost chord.
Which means a different combination
of notes would banish you.
I said, genius!
THEY LAUGH
And you might be bright...
..and hot...and...
THEY PLAY A FEW NOTES
..timey-wimey.
MAESTRO CACKLES
But genius?
Oh, honey, I don't think so.
DISTORTED VERSION OF
DOCTOR WHO THEME
What are you doing?
MELODY CHANGES
Everything resonates, Doctor, dear.
Every atom hums.
And anything that plays a tune
is...mine!
TARDIS THRUMS
Sing along, Doctor!
Everybody!
What is it? What's happening?
Maestro!
Controlling the TARDIS.
But I say...never.
Never!
CRASH
Ruby!
MORE CRASHING
Are we flying?
Only just.
ANOTHER CRASH
The only think I can do
is take us back to 1963!
CRASH!
PIANO MUSIC STOPS
BOTH GASP
Where's Maestro?
Composing.
And the next tune might be deadly.
CREAKING
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Don't hate me.
TARDIS POWERS UP
OK, come on.
Come on. Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on! OK.
LOW WHIRRING AND CREAKING
Strange.
Did you break it?
No.
No, no, no, no.
That's something else.
Hadi ama!
Right...
OK, if we can record
the right tune on the sonic,
we can use this as a weapon.
Right.
No, no, no, no.
Oh, oh, OK.
We need to find
the Notes of Banishment!
DISTANT ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYS
Ah, John Lennon's guitar!
That's got to be a good start.
OK. But don't you need
to be a genius?
No, no offence.
Just a musical genius.
Sometimes genius is just hard work.
Yeah?
If I can find the right notes...
MUSIC GETS LOUDER
Wait a minute.
DOCTOR TUNES GUITAR
There are 66 billion trillion
different tunes out there, but...
No, but just wait!
LOUD MUSIC PLAYS NEARBY
Can you hear that?
That...music?
LOUD CRESCENDO
Doctor!
I thought
that was non-diegetic.
Doctor! No... No!
RUBY SCREAMS
Doctor!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
RUBY SHRIEKS
Doctor!
Put...
...her...
..down!
Never...
THEY SING OPERATICALLY
DOCTOR YELLS
Can't trick me twice, honey.
Then fight me!
Huh? Leave her alone!
But she's the only human left
with music in her heart!
Playing lovesick songs
for heartbroken lesbians.
And that just makes me hungry...
..for all those delicious songs.
Let me go!
That's right, pretty girl. Sing!
TUNING FORK PINGS AND RESONATES
Maestro...
Maestro, I am asking you, just...
SWEET SINGING
What?
That's wrong.
What do you mean?
There's a hidden song
deep inside her soul!
What is it?
TUNING FORK PINGS
MUSIC: Carol Of The Bells
Ruby...?
CAROL CONTINUES
What is this?
Christmas.
The music that was playing
the night that she was born.
How can a song have so much power?
And power like him?
Like who?
The Oldest One.
On the night of her birth.
He can't have been there.
What for?
What for? What for?
Who was there?
CAROL CONTINUES
Enough!
TUNING FORK CLATTERS
MUSIC STOPS
Whoa!
OK?
Yeah.
I've got you.
OK, OK.
I've got you.
OK.
What was it? What happened?
It's OK, it's OK, it's OK.
All right. It's OK.
This creature is very wrong.
And this, this...
..is very, very, very right!
Do you know what this is?
This is the famous Abbey Road piano.
They call it...
..the Mrs Mills piano.
Oh, ho!
Oh, she was a girl.
We had some adventures,
me and Mrs Mills. Ha!
But this, this is the piano
that the Beatles will play
on their greatest hits.
Penny Lane! Lady Madonna!
All from this!
So I know
that this piano is rattling
with all the potential
to send you back to hell.
DOCTOR PLAYS RAGTIME TUNE
Music battle.
MAESTRO PLAYS CLASSICAL MELODY
DOCTOR PLAYS DRAMATIC PIANO PIECE
MAESTRO PLAYS LIVELY FOLK MUSIC
DOCTOR PLAYS JAUNTY TUNE
MAESTRO REPLICATES SAME TUNE
DOCTOR ADDS EXTRA FLOURISHES
MAESTRO DOES THE SAME
PIZZICATO PLAYING
DOCTOR CONTINUES VIVACIOUS MELODY
RUBY JOINS IN
ALL PLAY AT ONCE
MAESTRO SCREAMS ANGRILY
DOCTOR PLAYS SINGLE NOTE
HE REPEATS NOTE
SAME NOTE REPEATS
Go on, then.
DOCTOR REPEATS NOTE
Do it.
DOCTOR REPEATS NOTE
Can you find it?
SAME NOTE REPEATS
The lost chord?
DOCTOR REPEATS NOTE
Are you enough of a genius?
Oh, I would never call
myself that, Maestro.
But I have lived.
And I have loved.
And I can only smile like this
because I have lost so much,
I've experienced everything,
every single thing,
and if that's
where music comes from...
HE PLAYS A DIFFERENT NOTE
MAESTRO GASPS
..I can find the chord
to banish you.
MAESTRO GIGGLES
DOCTOR PLAYS ANOTHER NOTE
MAESTRO GASPS, THEN CACKLES
DOCTOR PLAYS THIRD NOTE
MAESTRO GROANS, THEN CACKLES
DOCTOR PLAYS FOURTH NOTE
MAESTRO CRIES OUT
CRY BECOMES OPERATIC
MORE CACKLING
DOCTOR PLAYS FIFTH NOTE
MAESTRO CACKLES, THEN GROANS
DOCTOR PLAYS ANOTHER NOTE
MAESTRO CACKLES
MAESTRO GROANS
One more.
MAESTRO GROANS
Just one more.
One...
...more.
MAESTRO WHIMPERS
Bum note!
MAESTRO CACKLES
OPERATICALLY:
# Maestro! #
Song time!
MAESTRO PLAYS BUGLE FANFARE
THEY CACKLE
Ruby, get the piano!
DRAMATIC HARP MUSIC
Sorry to keep harping on!
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
DRAMATIC MUSIC
No, no, no, no, no!
RUBY SCREAMS
No, no, no, no, no!
RESONANT HUMMING
DOCTOR YELLS
DRAMATIC DRUMMING
MAESTRO:
You ain't no genius!
THEY CACKLE
DOCTOR YELLS INSIDE DRUM
JOHN:
I just want to go home.
RUBY:
Well, you can't do that.
We need you!
JOHN:
What for?
I'm no good at any...
MAESTRO SINGS OPERATICALLY
BANGING INSIDE
MAESTRO CACKLES
I can't breathe!
MANIC SINGING AND CACKLING
DOCTOR YELLS
PAUL:
And then a second.
And a third
and fourth and fifth.
And you put them together
and it feels like the most
holy thing on this Earth.
BOTH PLAY CHORD
NOTES RESONATE
MAESTRO SINGS OPERATICALLY
No! No!
RUBY GASPS AND COUGHS
MAESTRO YELLS
MAESTRO GROANS
The One who Waits...
..is almost here!
DOCTOR LAUGHS
Listen. Listen, listen,
listen, listen, listen.
Here it comes.
BELLS RING OUT
Everywhere!
OPERATICALLY: # Music! #
DOCTOR LAUGHS
MAN IN DISTANCE:
# Figaro,
Figaro, Figaro, Figaro! #
ORCHESTRA PLAYS NEARBY
They're making music!
The whole city. The whole world!
Yes! Yes, yes.
But there is one thing that
I should warn you about, Ruby.
And this is really very serious.
With all of my adventures
throughout time and space,
I have to tell you...
..there is always a twist
at the end.
# There's always a twist
There's always a twist
# There's always a twist at the end
# There's always a twist
There's always a twist
# There's always a twist at the end
# My friend, depend
Press send, let's bend
# Cos there is always
# Hey!
# There's always
# Yes, there's always a twist
at the end!
# Hey!
# Hey, hey
# We got the bop and the rock
and the lindy hop
# We got the jive, beehive
and the Stayin' Alive
# We got conga and the salsa
and the mighty Big Bopper
# The waltz and the schmaltz
and no penalties for faults!
# There's always a twist
There's always a twist
# There's always a twist
at the end
# There's always a twist
There's always a twist
# There's always a twist
at the end
# Pretend, descend
Land's End, make do and mend
# Cos there's always
# There's always
# Yes, there's always a twist
at
the end!
#
Hey!
# There's always a twist at the end
# Ah-ah-ah
# There's always a twist at the end
# Ah-ah-ah
# We ain't no fools from Liverpool
# Cos there's always a twist
at the end
# I always said
that it ends with a twist
# That's one good thing
that can't be missed
# Have a smashin' little dance
cos we know what's best
# Cos we're the smart girls
from the northwest! #
INSTRUMENTAL BRIDGE
# Sing along
if you've got a twist
# Sing along if you kiss the mist
# There's a special little
dance you'll run the risk
# There's always, always
# Always a twist
# La-la la la la la-la
# La la-la-la-la-la la-la-la
# La la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-
la-la-la
# La la la-la la la
# There's always a twist
at the end
# I said there's always a twist
at the end
# What you intend, I can't defend
# I think this song will never end
# Cos there's always
# Always
# Always
# A twist at the end! #
CHEERING
BOTH SIGH
RUBY GIGGLES
PIANO NOTES PLAY
DRUMBEAT
RAGTIME MUSIC PLAYS
MUSIC STOPS
MUSIC STARTS AGAIN, THEN STOPS
FINAL MUSICAL FLOURISH
Where are we?
In the middle of a war.
One wrong move and...
..boom.
DOCTOR CRIES OUT
Doctor!