[Cinema]

(Gaumont-British News - Latest Test Bomb Test! - created from original footage.)

NEWSREEL: The eyes of the world are on Nevada to witness at short range the world's most powerful atom bomb. And this is it.

(Mushroom cloud.)

NEWSREEL: Illuminating the Earth with the glare of 100 suns, seen 75 miles away, even in brilliant sunshine. The vacuum created by the terrific blast sucks up the sand like a cyclone...
SALESGIRL: Popcorn?
NEWSREEL: ...creating a sandstorm that envelops the dazed GIs as they emerge from their shelters. And the world must ask, is this the pinnacle of man's creative genius? In England, Queen Elizabeth II continues to observe the 16-week period of mourning, following the death...

(Up in the projection room, a timer goes off and the projectionist fetches the next film reel from the store then loads it ready to start as the newsreel ends. Dawn Animation House presents Mr Ring-a-Ding color cartoon. "Mr Ring-a-Ding goes to town.")

MR RING-A-DING: Oh, it's such a beautiful day. I think I'll go to town. Yes, sirree!
SUNSHINE SALLY: Well, me, oh, my. Who might you be?
MR RING-A-DING: Don't make me laugh!
SUNSHINE SALLY: But, I declare, you're a stranger in these parts. Who are you, sir?
MR RING-A-DING: Don't make me laugh! Because... (sings) I'm Mr Ring-a-Ding. I'll make your heart bells sing. Please don't make me laugh. Just take my autograph. Now don't be crazy, pretty lady, I know just one thing. For I am he! Oh, yes! I'm Mr Ring-a-Ding! Did you ever meet a Ring-a-Ding? Did you ever see such a lovely thing?

(The light of the full moon shines through the skylight onto the back of the projectionist's teaspoon and reflects into the cartoon being projected onto the screen. Something travels along the beam.)

MR RING-A-DING: Now jump and hop and laugh and sing for I am he! Oh, yes! I'm Mr Ring-a-Ding! Oh, my! (song ends) And what's your name, sweetie pie?
SUNSHINE SALLY: They call me Sunshine Sally.
MR RING-A-DING: No, don't give me sunshine. Because I'm more interested... in moonlight. That icy cold beam of heaven touching my soul and bringing me... life! What do ya think? I asked you. Yes, you, sitting there drooling with your buckets of popped corn and caramel water. I asked you... what do ya think?
HUSBAND: This one's kind of silly, isn't it?
WIFE: Mmm hmm.
MR RING-A-DING: What did you say? I'm looking at you, with the glasses. What did you say?
HUSBAND: Who? Me?
MR RING-A-DING: Don't make me laugh. Yes, you.
HUSBAND: How are they doing this?
MR RING-A-DING: If you won't tell me, then I'll have to find out for myself. Get ready, cos here... I... come!

(And starts to climb out of the screen into the auditorium.)

MR RING-A-DING: We're going 3D!

(The projectionist tries to stop the reel, but it won't turn off.)

MR RING-A-DING: And remember, whatever you do, don't make me laugh!

(Audience screams.)

[TARDIS]

(The Doctor is working under the console.)

DOCTOR: So, you left Earth May the 24th, 2025. And the one place the TARDIS cannot reach is May the 24th.

(He tries to dematerialise.)

DOCTOR: We bounce off.
BELINDA: Well, can't you get this box of yours fixed? You're a Time Lord. Take it back to planet... Timelordia.
DOCTOR: Oh, I wish it was called that. The name is Gallifrey.
BELINDA: Well then, let's go home to Gallifrey. They must have... garages?
DOCTOR: Maybe not today, yeah? But I never asked. What about you? Who have you got? Girlfriend, boyfriend, otherfriend?
BELINDA: No, but there is Mum and Dad.
DOCTOR: Aw.
BELINDA: He works in tax. She's a violinist.
DOCTOR: Oh, no way!
BELINDA: She's in the London Regency Orchestra. She's amazing.
DOCTOR: Oh.
BELINDA: My dad's... kind of musical. Well, he sings. Well, he loves grabbing the microphone. He's awful. And he makes me laugh so much. And I would really, really like to see them again. Please.

(The Doctor has constructed a gizmo a bit like a grenade launcher.)

DOCTOR: This... should get you home. It is a Vortex Indicator which I am going to call a Vindicator. Yeah?
BELINDA: So, what does it do?
DOCTOR: We land anywhere, and the Vindicator casts out a signal, like a fishing line - whoosh! - to May 24th, 2025, and we use it to pull the TARDIS in like a hook. So we must land.

(Big thud.)

DOCTOR: We're on Earth. We bounced all the way back to 1952.
BELINDA: That's 1952 out there?
DOCTOR: Mmm hmm.
BELINDA: We're in actual 1952?
DOCTOR: Except you want to go home, so I'm going to pop out on my own...
BELINDA: Er, not a chance! Out of my way. (realises what she is wearing) I went to sleep in this.
DOCTOR: Mmm.
BELINDA: Could it get me arrested in 1952?
DOCTOR: Belinda Chandra, this is the fun bit, honey. The clothes! Ha! Ha! It helps if you run! Woohoo! Get in there!

(They reappear in period appropriate clothing. Roll Over Beethoven is playing.)

BELINDA: This bit I like!
DOCTOR: Mmm.
BELINDA: And it's really 1952 out there? It really is?
DOCTOR: It really, really is.

(He picks up the Vindicator and they head out of the TARDIS.)

[Outside the Palazzo cinema]

BELINDA: Oh, my God. We moved. The box moved. We're actually here... wherever we are.
DOCTOR: Miami, Florida.
BELINDA: We're in Miami?
DOCTOR: At 4am. We got dressed up for no one to see. 1952. (The Doctor looks at his hand - his skin colour)That might be wise.

(Belinda spots the main feature advertised on the cinema - The Harvest Bringer. The Doctor sets up the Vindicator)

BELINDA: Rock Hudson. It's a good name, Rock.
DOCTOR: He took it from the Rock of Gibraltar. The most beautiful man.
BELINDA: We did him on our HIV training course. And here he is, big movie star. This time-travel thing is so strange because... we know what happens to him, poor soul.
DOCTOR: Well, do your thang, baby. The question is... who chains up a cinema? Hmm? Hmm. Those chains are strong. Like they are locking up a wild beast.
BELINDA: Hey, look. I think someone's died.

(Flowers left by the door.)

DOCTOR: Oh! "Come back, Tommy Lee"? Come back?
BELINDA: It says, "Closed by city ordinance of the Dade Police Department."
DOCTOR: Oh. "I love you, Christine." More than one person. What happened?

(The Vindicator chimes.)

BELINDA: Is that it? Is it done?
DOCTOR: Yeah. That is a direct line back to 2025. We might need to land a couple of more times, triangulate the signal.

(He puts the Vindicator back in the TARDIS.)

BELINDA: Then we'd better go. Is that right?
DOCTOR: Yeah.
BELINDA: We can go now.
DOCTOR: I suppose.
BELINDA: We need to get inside that TARDIS thing and leave. Yes?
DOCTOR: Except...
BELINDA: Oh, my God, you actually want to investigate that spooky old cinema? You're... Scooby-Doo.
DOCTOR: Honey, I'm Velma. And I'm just wondering... 1952. We could risk a coffee.

[10c Diner]

LOGAN: Some people say a boat came in and took them to Cuba, recruiting for Batista. But the fact is, 15 people went missing, sir, all on the one night three months ago. Just disappeared.
DOCTOR: Actually from the cinema?
LOGAN: Oh, I like your English "cinema". But the picture house, yeah. Mrs Lowenstein? These folks been asking about the Palazzo. This lady, her son went in there. Tommy Lee. Never seen again.
RENÉE: I'll talk to anyone about that boy of mine... if you'll bend the rules.
LOGAN: I got no problem. This time of night, who's looking?
BELINDA: Bend the rules?
DOCTOR: In 1952 Miami, the diner is segregated. No blacks, which includes you. We're breaking the law just by being in here.
BELINDA: But that's... Oh, my God, I can't...
DOCTOR: Save it for later, Belinda. Right now we are busy.
BELINDA: How can you say that?
DOCTOR: I have toppled worlds. Sometimes I wait for people to topple their world. Until then, I live in it and I shine.
RENÉE: Sixteen years old. The kindest boy. He'd go to the pictures every night if he could, stay and watch a movie three times over. He liked those tales of outer space.
DOCTOR: Did he?
RENÉE: I said, "Concentrate on your schoolwork," but... he'd smile that smile of his and off he'd go.
BELINDA: So, what did they do, the police? Did they search the place?
RENÉE: Turned it upside down. Came back and searched it again and again and again. Not a damn thing. Pardon my language.
DOCTOR: Did they search at night?
RENÉE: Don't think so. Why do you ask?
DOCTOR: Just... things are different at night.
BELINDA: How often do you come here?
RENÉE: All the time. I will sit and wait for that boy for ever. I thought they'd given up till someone delivered that thing tonight. It says "police box".
DOCTOR: Does that give you hope?
RENÉE: It does, sir.
DOCTOR: Well, let me tell you, hope can change the world. Mrs Lowenstein, my name is the Doctor, and I will try to find your son.

[Outside the 10c Diner]

LOGAN: Gives you the chills, don't it? You still hear those old movies late at night.
BELINDA: You're not saying it's... haunted?
LOGAN: Pardon me, missy, that's crazy talk. I mean, he's still in there. Mister Pye. The old projectionist, Reginald Pye. He got arrested, but they had no evidence or nothin', so they closed the Palazzo, he stayed on as caretaker, and every night the movies keep playing to an empty house.

(He goes back inside the diner.)

DOCTOR: There is literally an old caretaker in a haunted cinema.
BELINDA: Come on, Velma.
DOCTOR: Okay, Fred.

[Outside the fire escape]

DOCTOR: Stand back.

(He sonicks the padlock and they enter by the screen.)

[Auditorium stage]

(A Western is playing on the screen.)

WOMAN [OC]: Where is he? Where did he go?
DOCTOR: Hello? Mister Pye, are you there? Mister Pye, I know this is a segregated space, but we just... We wanted to say... hello.

[Projection room]

PYE: (sotto) Go away.

(The projector stops.)

PYE: Oh, no. No, no...

[Auditorium]

(As they walk up the steps, the curtain closes across the screen.)

BELINDA: Mister Pye? Logan from the diner told us your name. I'm Belinda, and this is the Doctor. Really? Just "the Doctor"? Always?
DOCTOR: Yeah.
BELINDA: Ridiculous. Mister Pye, could we have a word?

[Projection room]

PYE: No, no, no. No, please. Please, don't hurt them.

[Auditorium]

(Tap shoes.)

DOCTOR: What was that?

(More tapping.)

BELINDA: Hello?
DOCTOR: Is someone there?

(Tapping.)

BELINDA: Is that... tap dancing? Is someone tap dancing at us?
DOCTOR: Reggie? Reggie, is that you?

(Spotlight on the curtain, then...)

MR RING-A-DING: Ta-da!
BOTH: What?
MR RING-A-DING: (singing) I'm Mr Ring-a-Ding. I make your heart bells sing. Please don't make me laugh. Just take my autograph. Now, take my jokes, my lovely folks, cos I know just one thing. For I am he! Oh, yes! I'm Mr Ring-a-Ding! (song ends) What a fine and dandy day. And who might you be?
DOCTOR: I'm the Doctor. And this is Belinda. And who are you, good sir?
MR RING-A-DING: I'm Mr Ring-a-Ding...
DOCTOR: Oh, no, no, no. Cut, cut, cut. Who am I saying "cut" to? I mean... you're a cartoon.
MR RING-A-DING: Don't make me laugh.
DOCTOR: You are a living... cartoon.
MR RING-A-DING: With a happy hello to you, too.
BELINDA: But how's it done? That technology is way beyond anything in 1952.
MR RING-A-DING: Yoo-hoo!
BELINDA: They didn't have holograms.
DOCTOR: He is not a hologram.
BELINDA: Hello? Yes, he is.
DOCTOR: Look at him.
MR RING-A-DING: Take a good gander, folks. Ain't got no surprises.
DOCTOR: You're not celluloid. You're made of light. Light come to life.
MR RING-A-DING: I'm beaming at ya.
BELINDA: This is impossible.
DOCTOR: How do you exist?

(Violin plays 'Hearts and Flowers' by Theo Moses-Tobani, 1899.)

MR RING-A-DING: I wish I knew. I'm all alone. Ain't nobody else in this whole wide world like me. Does nobody care about Mr Ring-a-Ding?
BELINDA: You've got your own soundtrack.
DOCTOR: Fifteen people went missing.

(Needle scratch on record.)

DOCTOR: They vanished in this building. Do you know what happened to them?
MR RING-A-DING: I appeared, they disappeared. If you solve that mystery, those poor lost souls might come back.
BELINDA: What are you a cartoon of? Are you supposed to be a man?
MR RING-A-DING: Don't make me laugh!
BELINDA: You've got a nose like a pig.
MR RING-A-DING: Don't make me laugh!
BELINDA: And why are you blue?
MR RING-A-DING: Don't make me laugh!
DOCTOR: Wait a minute. Is there a reason we shouldn't be making you laugh?
MR RING-A-DING: And what could that be, sir?
DOCTOR: Belinda, get back. Trust me, get back. Get away from him.
MR RING-A-DING: Gee willikers, you're a clever old coot. Don't spoil my surprise.
DOCTOR: Tell me. Who are you?
MR RING-A-DING: Don't make me laugh, because it sounds like this. Ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha!

(It's The Giggle. Outside, letters fall off the film name to turn it into Harbinger.)

MR RING-A-DING: Ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha-ha!
DOCTOR: Harbinger.
BELINDA: What does that mean? Who is he?
DOCTOR: The Gods of Chaos have harbingers.
MR RING-A-DING: And I am Lux. Lux Imperator, the god of light! I am the dazzle at the heart of the pantheon and the glint in the eyes of the mad. I am the last thing you see before you fall into the abyss.
DOCTOR: Run. Run!
MR RING-A-DING: Do you think you can escape from me? Do you think you can escape from light itself? Because...
MR RING-A-DING [on screen]: I'm Mr Ring-a-Ding...
MR RING-A-DING: Dagnabbit, I got no choice!
MR RING-A-DING [both]: I make your heart bells sing. Please don't make me laugh, just take my autograph. Now take my jokes...
DOCTOR: Oh, well done, Reg. He's trapped. He's got to sing the song. Come on. He's got no choice. He's got to complete the musical number!

(They run out of the auditorium.)

MR RING-A-DING [both]: I'm Mister Ring-a-Ding!
MR RING-A-DING: D'oh! I'll get ya!
MR RING-A-DING [both]: I'm Mr Ring-a...

[Projection room]

(The Doctor sonicks his way in.)

DOCTOR: Reginald Pye. Thank you for the song. How long does it last?
PYE: One minute, 36 seconds. But you were supposed to get out.
DOCTOR: Reggie, babes, please. We haven't got long. What happened?
PYE: I couldn't stop him.
DOCTOR: I'm not blaming you. But you play him movies in the dark.
PYE: He says... it feeds him.
BELINDA: Mister Pye, he's two foot tall. Why don't you just run away?
PYE: Because he showed me... so much joy. I was married for 20 years, and I'm telling you, sir, you never saw such a girl. I was the luckiest fellow in the whole wide world. And then one spring day... she went to cross the road. And I've been alone ever since... until he came.
DOCTOR: What did he do?
PYE: He brought her back.

(Memory, watching a home movie.)

SINGER: Dear, it seems years since we parted. Years full of tears and regret. I've been alone, broken-hearted, trying so hard to forget.

(Mr Ring-a-Ding sighs.)

SINGER: Girl of my dreams, I love you. Honest, I do. You are so sweet. If I could just hold your charms...

(Song written by Sonny Clapp in 1927. And back in the now.)

PYE: And don't tell me she's not really there. Because if that thing is real, then so is she.
DOCTOR: The song has stopped.
BELINDA: Well, I wouldn't worry. It's really not much of a chase.

(Mr Ring-a-Ding is struggling up the auditorium steps, lifting his pipecleaner legs by hand.)

MR RING-A-DING: Darn it. I was so big when I arrived. I should never have learned perspective.
BELINDA: Are you saying that's a god?
DOCTOR: It's all a game to them. But the games are deadly.
PYE: But... but tell me... How, sir? Did you say Doctor? What gods are these, Doc?
DOCTOR: There are forces beyond this universe. And we think we are so clever. But we're like children. We are children. And when these vast creatures deign to look down on us, our entire reality is in danger.
BELINDA: Fifteen people. (Belinda counts the photos) Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.

(All caught in frames on a length of film.)

DOCTOR: The police searched the building but they didn't look in here.
BELINDA: What, he photographed them?
DOCTOR: No. No, that's them. He's trapped them... on film. The god of light has turned them into an image.

(One of the images screams.)

BELINDA: Oh, my God!

(Knock on door.)

MR RING-A-DING [OC]: Let me in, let me in! By the hair of my chinny-chin-chin! Or is that a different cartoon?
DOCTOR: Reggie, how did he enter this world? Was it on the big screen?
PYE: Yes.

(Mr Ring-a-Ding slides under the door.)

MR RING-A-DING: Mister Reginald Pye, are you giving away my secrets? Cos you know how flammable old film stock is. What if your poor lady wife just burned?
PYE: No, please! Please, don't do that.
DOCTOR: You will talk to me, and tell me, how did you enter this world?
MR RING-A-DING: I'm a two-dimensional character. You can't expect backstory.
DOCTOR: I know how the gods work. You are honour-bound to tell me.
MR RING-A-DING: Light! The chance of moonlight with reflection and electricity. But if you know so much, you must be the one. Enemy of the Toymaker, decomposer of Maestro, the killer of the god of death.
DOCTOR: Absolutely. So, how do I stop you?
BELINDA: He's not going to tell you that.
DOCTOR: He is bound by the rules.
MR RING-A-DING: If I must, then, Doctor, just think. What have I not done?
DOCTOR: That is a riddle. It is not an answer.
BELINDA: I'll tell you what you can do. Those fifteen people, let them go.
MR RING-A-DING: But I've immortalised them, on film. I can do the same for you.
DOCTOR: No. No, don't.
MR RING-A-DING: Go get 'em, girls. My lovely ladies of the light.

(The two cinema projectors turn around.)

DOCTOR: Lux! Lux, you want me! Don't take Belinda. You want me!
MR RING-A-DING: Roll 'em!
BELINDA: Doctor, what's he doing?
DOCTOR: I think we're being...

[Cartoon street]

DOCTOR: ...animated!
BELINDA: Gosh, I'm all flat. And this waistline is impossible.

(Mr Ring-a-Ding drives past in a pink soft-top car.)

DOCTOR: We've got to get out of here.
BELINDA: But what do we do, Doc?
DOCTOR: I don't know. I've got a two-dimensional brain.
BELINDA: Gosh, I get so scared being with you, Doctor. Your life is terrifying. I don't think you'll ever get me home. (Belinda becomes more 3D) Ah! What just happened?
DOCTOR: You were sad, and you became more three-dimensional. Oh, that's it! You acquired depth. Wait a minute. Let me try. I didn't tell you everything back in the TARDIS. We can't ever go back to my planet, because Gallifrey is a ruin. My people are dead. I'm the last of the Time Lords. Oh! It's working. I'm more rounded.
BELINDA: But what you're saying is, there are no other Time Lords. No one's coming to help.
DOCTOR: That's it.
BELINDA: Keep going.
DOCTOR: And I'm terrified, Belinda, cos I can't get you home. And I'm scared in case that means something really bad has happened in 2025.
BELINDA: I'm scared too.

(And the actors are back.)

DOCTOR: Oh!
BELINDA: Oh, my God. Oh, my God, we did it.
DOCTOR: Oh. Okay.
BELINDA: But we're still inside a cartoon. How do we get out?
DOCTOR: We've been framed. Which means... if we break the frame...

(Pulling film frames down.)

DOCTOR: ..and get faster. Yeah? And if we get fast enough...

[Auditorium]

(Back the stage in front of the curtain.)

BELINDA: Oh my God, we're back!
DOCTOR: We did it. We stopped the film.
POLICEHASSAN: All right, both of you, don't move! Just stay where you are!
RENÉE: He's the one. That's the man, Officer. I told you. I said he was acting all suspicious. Called himself a doctor, but I don't trust him.
POLICEHASSAN: Just raise your hands where I can see 'em. Both of you!
BELINDA: Don't you dare point a gun at us. We've done nothing wrong.
POLICEHASSAN: You're inside a space reserved for white folk. Now I don't know how things are done in the Caribbean, but they're different here.
BELINDA: I'm not Caribbean.
RENÉE: He's the one. He's the troublemaker. He was asking all about Tommy Lee. I'm telling you, he knows something.
BELINDA: He offered to help you.
POLICEHASSAN: I give you ten seconds to explain yourself. This fine lady's son, he went and disappeared. What do you know about it?
DOCTOR: Seriously? Your continuity is terrible. This is Miami-Dade County, and that is the uniform of the NYPD. Try harder.

[White background]

(Pulling frames down.)

BELINDA: We're still inside a bloody film. I hate it when they do that.
DOCTOR: Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. This is never going to work. Scrolling up and down does not work. We need to go... out.
BELINDA: If we're the film... and that's the screen...

(Touching the screen.)

BELINDA: ..what happens if we...
DOCTOR: Push?

(The glass screen falls forward and they climb through the aperture.)

[Whovian fans' living room]

(Through the TV into...)

DOCTOR: That's it. I've got you. I've got you.
LIZZIE: (Frizzy red hair, fez, Telos t-shirt.) Oh, my God. It happened!
HASSAN: (Long scarf, UNIT t-shirt.) Doctor? Is that you?
DOCTOR: Er...
LIZZIE: Belinda? Belinda Chandra? Like Miss Belinda Chandra?
BELINDA: How do you know that?
DOCTOR: Who... are you?
HASSAN: We're your biggest fans!
LIZZIE: Oh my God, you're real. You're really real. Oh, this is so Galaxy Quest. I knew it. I always knew.

(The third person in the wheelchair, with the Meep shirt and the sonic screwdriver watches as these two hug their heroes.)

ROBYN: Oh. Well, I knew this would happen because it was leaked online. #RIPDoctorWho.

(Sitting down with mugs of tea.)

DOCTOR: Let me get this right. I am not real. My life is fictional? And you sit and you watch me on the TV?
LIZZIE: (Don't blink mug) I've seen every single episode.
BELINDA: But I'm so real. I'm completely real. I mean, I can taste this cup of tea. And my mum and dad, I remember them. They're absolutely real.
ROBYN: Your mum who plays the violin?
BELINDA: How do you know that?
ROBYN: We were watching.
BELINDA: Oh my God, I'm on TV.
DOCTOR: Go on, then. What's your favourite adventure?
LIZZIE: Blink.
HASSAN: (K9 mug) Definitely Blink.
ROBYN: Blink. Every time.
DOCTOR: Er, not the one with the goblins?
LIZZIE: Blink.
DOCTOR: I met the Beatles.
LIZZIE: Blink.
DOCTOR: Not the one where I am standing on a land mine? That was brilliant.
LIZZIE: Blink.
BELINDA: What happens in Blink?
HASSAN: It's this story where you're not allowed to blink.
BELINDA: Well, that sounds like an absolute epic.
ROBYN: Got to say, though, this one, this story right now, Mister Ring-a-Ding, it's a bit... obvious, the ending. Telling us out loud that old film stock is explosive. I mean, okay, I get it.
DOCTOR: No, but that doesn't work. We can't blow up Lux because he's made of light.
ROBYN: Yeah. But what does he not do?
BELINDA: Well, we don't know. Tell us.
ALL: No. We can't.
DOCTOR: Oh!
BELINDA: God, you're so annoying.
LIZZIE: Lots of people say that. But we don't care. Er... cos the thing is...
DOCTOR: Are you okay?
BELINDA: I didn't mean it.
LIZZIE: No, we are a bit annoying. I know that. I'm wasting your time because, er... The truth is, we...
DOCTOR: Oh, Lizzie.
LIZZIE: I'm okay.
HASSAN: It's all right. We don't mind.
BELINDA: What?
LIZZIE: You're not fictional. It's us, Belinda. We're not real.
BELINDA: What do you mean?
LIZZIE: We don't exist.
BELINDA: But... you do!
ROBYN: No. We're the sort of characters who don't have surnames. We're just part of the trap so that creature can play with your minds.
HASSAN: But we're cleverer than him. We learned from the Doctor, so we worked it out. We can set you free.
LIZZIE: It's time for you to go back and fight him, and beat him for us.
DOCTOR: I'm sure that there is something that we can...
LIZZIE: No, no. Off you go. Come on, cos you'd better be quick. Up. Come on. You're 30 minutes in. Time for the third act.

(The diamond BBC Doctor Who logo is on the TV screen.)

BELINDA: Thanks. Keep watching.
LIZZIE: You don't get it, do you?
BELINDA: What? What don't I get?
DOCTOR: They are not real. Once we move on, Lizzie, Hassan and Robyn will all blink out of existence.
BELINDA: You mean... you'll die?
LIZZIE: It's not death. We just... end.
BELINDA: But... that is death.
LIZZIE: Yeah. But we're not important. It doesn't matter what happens to us.
HASSAN: And it's been so worth it just to meet you.
ROBYN: We had so much fun. And, thanks to you, I met my two best friends.
LIZZIE: We'll be gone any second. Oh, my goodness. But maybe... just now and then you can think of us, then we might live on just a little bit. Now, go and save the world, Doctor.
DOCTOR: I wish that there was something we...
LIZZIE: We love you so much.

(Lizzie pulls down the frame.)

[White background]

BELINDA: They're gone.
DOCTOR: Hey. Hey, hey...

(He hugs the weeping Belinda.)

BELINDA: And they're right. We have to go back and fight that thing. Cos maybe your life isn't so mad after all. Okay? But how do we do it?
DOCTOR: There is only one more thing that we can do. We stop.
BELINDA: Unpack that for me?
DOCTOR: We stop the film itself. Cos celluloid, when it stops, it burns. The heat from the projector is so strong that the reel catches fire.
BELINDA: So it sets us free?
DOCTOR: Or burns us to death.
BELINDA: Okay.
DOCTOR: Ri... ri... right there. Okay?
BELINDA: And then?
DOCTOR: I think... this.

(Holding the film frame to stop it moving. It burns, they drop.)

[Auditorium]

BELINDA: Oh, my God! We did it! We're back. Wait, is it real this time? Is this real?
DOCTOR: Oh, is this real. Babes, look, my hand got burned.
BELINDA: You all right? Come here. Let me have a look.
DOCTOR: I'm fine. I'm all right.
BELINDA: I know, I know. Doctors always make the worst patients but, trust me, I know what I'm doing.
DOCTOR: I'm okay, Belinda. Okay? Time Lords have their own medicine. Bi-generation. It's left me with a little extra pocket of energy I've been saving just for this.

(Golden healing.)

BELINDA: My hospital could do with you.
LUX: I like it!
DOCTOR: Whatever you have planned, Lux, I've matched you. Now, let Belinda and Reginald go.
LUX: But you're the most amazing creation, my Doctor, sir. You have light within you that builds a body. No wonder the gods of the pantheon fell, because they were saving you... for me. Get him, girls!

(Film snakes out of the projection room.)

LUX: The Doctor, light him up! Reel him in, ladies!

(The Doctor is dragged off up the steps by the film.)

DOCTOR: Let me go!
BELINDA: No!
LUX: The greatest story ever told.
BELINDA: Doctor!
DOCTOR: Belinda!
BELINDA: Get off him!

(The Doctor is held against the back wall, between the two projection windows.)

DOCTOR: Belinda! Get back!
BELINDA: What's he doing?
LUX: What's the one thing I never do? Let the light of a Time Lord build me a body! Doesn't every cartoon want to be a man? Cos that's what I never do, my lovely friends. I never go outside.
DOCTOR: Oh.
LUX: Trapped in the dark. But the great out there holds such promise! I've seen it.

(The newsreel of the atomic bomb test.)

LUX: The most savage light of all - the glow of the atom!

(The Doctor screams as regeneration energy starts to escape him and flow towards Lux.)

LUX: Think of all the fun I will have. The blossom of nuclear light unfurling all over this tiny little world.
DOCTOR: Bel! Remember them? Lizzie, Hassan, they told us... They told us what to do. They told us the plot.
BELINDA: But... but how does that help?
DOCTOR: Do you trust me?
BELINDA: Yes. I'm sorry if I didn't before, but, oh my God, I trust you. Yes.
DOCTOR: Then trust me now more than ever. Because I am a Time Lord.
BELINDA: What does that mean?
DOCTOR: It means... I know what time it is. Now, run! Run!

(Lux starts to grow.)

LUX: Behold!

[Corridor]

BELINDA: He means daylight.

(She goes into the film store and starts throwing reels onto the floor.)

[Auditorium]

LUX: Ooh! Ah!

(Lux is becoming 3D.)

LUX: Oh! Oh, the detail!

[Corridor]

(Belinda hammers on the projection room door.)

BELINDA: Mister Pye! I need matches! This whole thing has got to burn! Mister Pye! I've seen your fingers, mate. That's nicotine. I know you smoke! Give me your matches right now!

[Auditorium]

LUX: I... am... real.

[Corridor]

BELINDA: Mister Pye, I need those matches!

[Projection room]

(Reginald Pye has a vision of his wife holding a box of matches.)

SINGER: Girl of my dreams...
HELEN: I love you, Reginald.
SINGER: Honest I do...
PYE: Oh. I miss you so much.
HELEN: Find me.
SINGER: If I could just hold your charms again in my arms, then life would be complete.

(Reginald takes the matches from Helen and opens the door.)

[Corridor]

PYE: Pardon me, ma'am, but I think you'd better run.
BELINDA: No, I know what I'm doing.
PYE: I said... run!

[Auditorium]

(Lux has two hearts beating.)

LUX: Give me true life!

(Pye sets fire to the film stock.)

BELINDA: No!

(The celluloid explosion rips through the projection room into the auditorium, freeing the Doctor, and back through the front of the building towards the dawn.)

LUX: Ah! Sunlight!
BELINDA: Doctor! What have we done? He feeds off light!
DOCTOR: But the light of the sun, two billion times more energy than the biggest nuclear bomb on planet Earth. And it is all yours, Mr Ring-a-Ding! It is all yours!

(Lux is still growing, up to the ceiling.)

LUX: I am light!

[Street]

(The Doctor and Belinda run outside.)

LOGAN: Did you see? There was this explosion! I was shaking right down to my boots. It was like an almighty... What the flip is that?

(Lux is still growing, taller than the cinema.)

LUX: Ahh!
BELINDA: But he's never going to stop.
DOCTOR: That's the point.

(Up into the sky and floating off into space, dissipating into photons.)

LUX: Ahh! The light of creation! I am everything! And I am nothing. Goodbye!
LOGAN: Am I going crazy, or was that Mr Ring-a-Ding?
BELINDA: But... he was made of light.
DOCTOR: We're sixty percent water and we can still drown. That's why Lux stayed inside. And we gave him all the light in the universe. And that's what he became - light without end.
BELINDA: So, he's actually a god now? Infinite.
DOCTOR: Huh.
BELINDA: Invisible. Intangible.
DOCTOR: Amen.

(A rattling sound.)

LOGAN: But that's... that's... Is that...?

(The Doctor sonicks the padlock off the cinema's front doors and opens them.)

DOCTOR: Come back, Tommy Lee.
LOGAN: I swear, it's them! It's the 15! Oh gosh. It's all 15. Welcome back. Welcome back, everyone! We've missed you so much. Hello, sir.
RENÉE: Tommy! Tommy Lee?
TOMMY: Mom!
RENÉE: You came back! I had faith and you came back! Oh, my boy! Oh!
DOCTOR: According to the laws of the land, babe, sunlight doesn't suit us.
BELINDA: Goodbye to you, '52.
DOCTOR: Mmm.
BELINDA: And, hey... those things we said when we were scared, they're still true. So, let's go out and face them together, okay?
TOMMY: Hey, I don't understand. What happened? It was night.
LOGAN: That was three months ago, Tommy. You've been gone for three months.
MRS FLOOD: If you want to see a good show, darling, I can recommend this one.

(The TARDIS dematerialises.)

MRS FLOOD: Better warn you, though. Limited run only. Show ends May the 24th.
TOMMY: How... how did they...? That was like a special effect, like from the movies. How did they do that?
MRS FLOOD: Trick of the light.

(Roll the credits.)

LIZZIE [OC]: Well, I really, really loved it, though I'd mark it down to a seven out of ten, cos it gave away the ending in the middle...

[Whovian fans' living room]

LIZZIE: ..and the villain's motivation changed.
HASSAN: And, technically, it's puppets that want to be boys, not cartoons.
ROBYN: Oh, my God!
LIZZIE: We're still here.

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