Part One

[Skateboard park]

(Clyde is showing off his moves.)

LUKE: So, what is the point of skateboarding?
CLYDE: With you, there's always got to be a point. It's skateboarding, it's fun. It just is.

(So he glides off, and falls off.)

SARAH JANE: Careful.
MARIA: Clyde fights Slitheens and Gorgons, and that's okay with you. But a bit of skateboarding, and whoa.
SARAH JANE: I know. Oh, shame on me. But I've changed since I've met you lot, I've gone all mumsy.
ALAN: Change for the better, if you don't mind me saying. Don't you remember that first day we moved in? Talk about frosty.
SARAH JANE: I was not!
MARIA: Yes, you were.

(Clyde falls off again.)

ALAN: No, no, no, no. You've got it wrong. You've got to bend your legs. If you want to ollie, really bend your legs. Then you get the biggest pop.
CLYDE: Okay, and you would know exactly, what?
ALAN: Well, as it happens, King of the Concrete, Romford, 1992.

(And demonstrates a perfect ollie, jumping the skateboard off the ground and turning it around 180 degrees before landing on it again.)

CLYDE: Yeah, right.
MARIA: Oh, no, here we go.

(Alan demonstrates on the park facilities.)

ALAN: And he's still got it.
CLYDE: But you're old.
MARIA: Got to get pictures of this. Cheese, smile.

(Sarah Jane with Clyde and Luke, then one with Alan behind them.)

MARIA: I'll take them.
ALAN: No, it's all right, you get in. Loose tracks.

(Group picture.)

ALL: Loose tracks.
MARIA: One, two, three, smile. Sarah Jane, let's get one of you on your own.
SARAH JANE: Just a minute. Ready.
MARIA: One, two

(Sarah Jane suddenly shivers.)

MARIA: What's up?
SARAH JANE: Somebody just walked over my grave. Come on, quick.
MARIA: Okay, ready, smile. That's it.
SARAH JANE: Right. Come on, let's go home.
ALAN: Too old, am I?

(A figure in a black robe with a deep hood appears from behind the bushes.)

[Bannerman Road]

CLYDE: So why'd you give it up?
ALAN: You can't make a living out of a skateboard.
MARIA: Actually, Mum said.
ALAN: Yeah. Well, now she's gone, maybe I'll get my board down.
MARIA: Please say you're joking.
ALAN: Well, I'm good, why can't I?
CLYDE: Even if you are good, Mister Jackson, you're still too old for a skateboard. Sorry. See you.
ALAN: Bend your knees! Come on, let's get some tea on.
MARIA: I'll just be a minute. Luke borrowed a text book and I need it back.
ALAN: I don't know. What goes on over there?
MARIA: What do you mean? Nothing.
ALAN: I reckon you're having secret parties without me. So hurry up, then.

[Attic]

SARAH JANE: Mister Smith, I need you.
MR SMITH: Hello, Sarah Jane.
SARAH JANE: Report the position of Meteor K67, please.
MR SMITH: Meteor K67, ascension of 20 hours, 13 minutes and 42 seconds. Declination of minus 22 degrees, V magnitude brightening from 11 to 3.3 with a sky motion of 11.3 degrees.
LUKE: It's heading straight for the Earth, and the authorities can't see it because it's coming right through a radar blind spot.
MARIA: Of course, why didn't I realise that?
SARAH JANE: If it hits us, bang, end of the world.
MARIA: You're being a bit calm.
SARAH JANE: Oh, there's no need to worry. When it's in range, Mister Smith will create a magnetic pulse and bounce the meteor back into space. All in a day's work.
MARIA: You're going to save the world, and no one even knows about it.
SARAH JANE: No, I like it better that way.
LUKE: Mister Smith, how long do we have?
MR SMITH: The meteor will be in range of the magnetic pulse at 2.45 p.m. tomorrow. All systems are prepared.
LUKE: You see? No worries.
MARIA: I know, but you can't help thinking if it wasn't for Sarah Jane, we'd all be dead.
SARAH JANE: Tell you what, Luke, go put the kettle on. I'm parched. Be down in a sec.
LUKE: Sure. See you later, Maria.

(Luke leaves.)

SARAH JANE: I just wanted a word in private.

(Sarah Jane moves her copy of UNIT - Fighting For Humanity by Sarah Jane Smith and gets out a leather binocular case. Inside it is a velvet pouch containing a cube.)

SARAH JANE: This is for you.
MARIA: Wow. It's beautiful. Where'd you get it?
SARAH JANE: Remember that Verron soothsayer we helped fly home the other week? It's from him.
MARIA: What's it for?
SARAH JANE: I don't know. He said remember. Just remember, Whatever that means.
MARIA: So, why are you giving it to me?
SARAH JANE: He said, give it to the person you trust the most. And that's you. It's probably best not to tell Luke that bit.
MARIA: What's in it?
SARAH JANE: Have a look.
MARIA: How do you open it? It's impossible. Which you knew.
SARAH JANE: I tried. Mister Smith said there's nothing in it, just a puzzle box. And I forgot about it till this afternoon. But there, it's yours.
MARIA: Thank you.
SARAH JANE: Pop over tomorrow, let me know how you get on.
MARIA: Plus, we can bash that meteor.
SARAH JANE: Oh, should be fun.

[Maria's bedroom]

(She finally gets one of the carved corners on the box to turn.)

MARIA: Yes! That must be it.
ALAN [OC]: Maria, turn that telly off, you should be asleep! Maria!
MARIA: Oh.

(She does as she is told. The box hasn't opened. The black robed figure takes up station in the road outside. Maria gets the box to slide in half across a diagonal.)

MARIA: Yes. Is that it then?

(She turns her light off and goes to sleep. Outside, the figure points a device at Sarah Jane's car, which then vanishes. The box glows.)

VOICES: Maria. Maria.
MARIA: Dad!

(The box falls to the floor and the figure vanishes.)

ALAN: What's the matter? What's the matter?
MARIA: I'm fine.
ALAN: You're sure?
MARIA: Yeah, it was just a bad dream.
ALAN: All right, good night.

[Jackson home]

(Maria is having cereal for breakfast.)

ALAN: Morning. You okay now?
MARIA: Yeah.
ALAN: Look what I got from the loft.

(His old skateboard.)

MARIA: Oh, no. Dad!
ALAN: What, so I'm too old, am I?
MARIA: Just don't use it anywhere near me. Where'd you get those plants from?
ALAN: Eh? From Andrea. Housewarming present, don't you remember? Oh, wait a minute. Andrea. There we go. Don't forget to sign her birthday card.
MARIA: What do you mean? Who's Andrea?
ALAN: Don't be daft, just sign it.
MARIA: Okay. If you say so. I'm going over the road to see Luke.
ALAN: Luke?
MARIA: Yeah, Luke.
ALAN: Oh yeah? Luke's a lad from school, is he?
MARIA: Shut up. What's wrong with you this morning?

[13 Bannerman Road]

(A strange woman answers the doorbell.)

ANDREA: Hello, love, you're early. Where's me birthday card, then? Oh, I was only joking.
MARIA: Sorry, is Sarah Jane there?
ANDREA: Say again?
MARIA: Sarah Jane?
ANDREA: One of your mates from school, is that?
MARIA: No, Sarah Jane. This is her house.
ANDREA: Maria, love, I like a laugh, but it's only half nine in the morning. I didn't stop working till gone three. Once I start painting, I can't stop. Try me again a bit later, eh? You can help get me things ready for the party. Sandwiches won't butter themselves.
MARIA: Is Luke there?
ANDREA: Who? You all right, love? Maria?

[Jackson home]

MARIA: Dad, something really weird is going on. There's this woman over in Sarah Jane's house.
ALAN: Sorry?
MARIA: I knocked on the door and there's this woman stood there.
ALAN: Hold on. What door?
MARIA: Sarah Jane's house. Number 13?
ALAN: Andrea's?
MARIA: What?
ALAN: Who's Sarah Jane?
MARIA: Right, okay, you can stop it now. It's freaking me out.
ALAN: I'm just not getting you. Sarah Jane?
MARIA: Sarah Jane Smith, our neighbour?
ALAN: No one on this road called Sarah Jane. Not that I've met, anyway.
MARIA: Course you have. Stop it. Right, I'll show you. Look, Sarah Jane is definitely in the photos.

(Maria powers up her laptop to look at the Sunday photos. But Andrea is there instead of Sarah Jane.)

MARIA: What? Where's Luke? And who? Why is she there?
ALAN: I'm sorry. I don't know any Sarah Janes and I don't know any Lukes. What's wrong?

(Sitting on the stairs, Maria checks her phone contacts list.)

MARIA: Where's Sarah Jane's number gone? No Luke, no Clyde. Clyde. 07700900792.

[Street/Jackson home]

CLYDE: Hey, who's that?
MARIA: Clyde! It's Maria.
CLYDE: Who?
MARIA: Me, Maria.
CLYDE: Maria Jackson?
MARIA: Clyde, you've got to get over here. Sarah Jane's vanished.
CLYDE: Maria Jackson from school?
MARIA: Yeah.
CLYDE: Why are you phoning me? I didn't give you my number. Who gave you my number?
MARIA: Clyde, tell me. Is Luke with you?
CLYDE: Luke?
MARIA: We were out yesterday skateboarding?
CLYDE I bumped into you at the skate park. No one called Luke, though.
MARIA: Luke Smith. Please tell me you're all having a joke. Was it Sarah Jane's idea?
CLYDE: Say again?
MARIA: Do you know Sarah Jane?
CLYDE: Look, if you want to ask me out, just ask me out. I can fit you in next Thursday.
MARIA: Oh, no. Clyde, the meteor.
CLYDE: The what?
MARIA: There's a huge meteor heading for Earth.
CLYDE: Oh, is there, now?
MARIA: Only Sarah Jane can stop it, and she's vanished.
CLYDE: What are you talking about, you nutter? Laters. I'm busy.

[13 Bannerman Road]

ANDREA: Hello, love. Right, I've surfaced. Come on, lots to do.
MARIA: Whatever.

(Maria goes into the front room. An artist's studio.)

MARIA: But it's different.
ANDREA: Well, all right, it's a bit of a mess, but I'm going to clean it up before people come round. I can't help it if I'm so popular, the birthday girl. Maria?

(Maria runs out and upstairs.)

ANDREA: Hang on, love. where you going?
ALAN: Hi. Sorry. Is Maria over here? She was a bit upset or something.
ANDREA: Yes. She's taken off up there.
ALAN: What? Maria? Do you know what's going on?
ANDREA: Not a clue.

[Attic]

(A proper dirty, cobwebby one.)

MARIA: Where is she?
ANDREA: I don't know who you're talking about, love.
MARIA: Sarah Jane Smith!
ANDREA: Never heard of her.
ALAN: Maria, come on. I think you and me should just go back to the house.
MARIA: But Sarah Jane lives here. In this house, with her son, Luke. Where are they? Mister Smith, I need you. Mister Smith?
ALAN: Sweetheart, there is no Mister Smith. There's no Sarah Jane. No Smiths at all.
MARIA: Dad, I
ALAN: Right, we're going home. Come on. Sorry about this.

(Alan and Maria leave.)

ANDREA: Sarah Jane Smith.

(Andrea shivers.)

[Maria's bedroom]

MARIA: Okay. So, yesterday evening, what did we do?
ALAN: Right. I picked you up from school. We walked home, went to the park.
MARIA: We went with Andrea?
ALAN: No, she was just passing by. And we bumped into a lad you know from school, Clyde.
MARIA: Who I don't really know.
ALAN: You said you knew him vaguely. He's in some of your classes.
MARIA: Then you showed off your skateboarding to him.
ALAN: And you were cringing. Thanks.
MARIA: So when did I meet Andrea?
ALAN: Look. That's us outside, the day we moved in. Andrea came over and gave us a hand.
MARIA: But Sarah Jane was there. That's when we met her, and she was all frosty. You've got to remember that. You said so. Frosty.
ALAN: No, just Andrea. And she was lovely. Invited us over straight away. She's always having parties. Lives life to the full, does Andrea.
MARIA: But I don't remember any of that.
ALAN: Maybe you should get some sleep. Nice little kip, then maybe you'll feel better, yeah?
MARIA: You want me to forget Sarah Jane?
ALAN: There is no Sarah Jane. I mean, come on. This meteor thing, destroying the Earth, it's just, a bit silly, isn't it?
MARIA: But I can see it all so clearly. Sarah Jane was so real to me. All the things we did. All the incredible things we saw Something happened last night, and Sarah Jane vanished. Nobody remembers, but I do. And somehow, when everything changed, I got protected. I'm telling you, Dad, I'm right. And I'm going to show you.

(One internet search later.)

MARIA: Sarah Jane Smith, solicitors. Sarah Jane Smith, Guernsey Women's Football.
ALAN: Ugh.
MARIA: There must be something.
ALAN: I don't think there will be.
MARIA: Hang on. My Poems, by Carla Morgan, for Sarah Jane Smith. For Sarah Jane Smith, who left us 13th of July 1964. The woman that wrote this, she's the same age as Sarah Jane.
ALAN: So?
MARIA: 1964. Have they got newspapers in the library? Old newspapers?
ALAN: Should have, yeah.
MARIA: Come on, then. Off to the library.

[Library]

(A library to dream of, with lots of reading/research desks and computer screens to access the archives.)

ALAN: Right, what have we got?
MARIA: Schoolgirl, Sarah Jane Smith, 13, died after falling from the edge of Westport Pier yesterday in a tragic accident.
ALAN: It's just the same name, darling.
MARIA: A second girl, Andrea Yates, is being treated for shock.
ALAN: That's our Andrea, from across the road. She's Andrea Yates.
MARIA: You see? I'm not lying. There's a connection.
ALAN: Did Andrea tell you about this accident? Is that where you got the name from?
MARIA: Why would I do that? I'm telling the truth.
SARAH JANE [OC]: Maria!

(On the screen, the names Sarah Jane Smith and Andrea Yates briefly swap places.)

MARIA: Dad, did you see that? The names, they swapped over.
SARAH JANE [OC]: Maria, help me. Maria?
MARIA: And that's Sarah Jane's voice. It's her voice. Can you hear her?
ALAN: You can hear a voice?
MARIA: Dad, it was her.
READERS: Shush! Shush!
ALAN: Maria, you need to calm down.
MARIA: But you've seen the evidence.
ALAN: There is no evidence.
MARIA: But I've worked it out. Andrea's done something, and Sarah Jane's gone just as that meteor's about to smash into us.
ALAN: Sweetheart, that's enough. I think I should take you to see a doctor.

[Street]

MARIA: Maybe Andrea did say something about the accident.
ALAN: Well, that must be it.
MARIA: And that nightmare. Perhaps I've got it all mixed up. I'm really sorry. Of course I know Andrea.
ALAN: Maria, I have been so worried.
MARIA: I didn't hear a voice. I was just making that up.
ALAN: But why, sweetheart?
MARIA: I don't know. I think I just wanted some attention.
ALAN: Is there something else wrong? At school? Have I done something wrong?
MARIA: No, it's just me.
ALAN: Anything you want to talk about, I'll give you all the attention in the world.
MARIA: Thanks, Dad. But I think I should go and see Andrea. I should go and say sorry.

[Lounge]

ANDREA: Oh, that's all right, love. There's no need to apologise. I remember when I was your age, the thoughts that would come into my head sometimes.
MARIA: I don't know where I got that name. Sarah Jane Smith.
ANDREA: Means nothing to me, love.
MARIA: Positive?
ANDREA: Positive.
MARIA: But how could you forget? 1964? School trip, the pier? She fell. She died, and you were with her.
ANDREA: What?
MARIA: You lived, and she died. Only that wasn't meant to happen. The key moment, when everything in the world changed.
SARAH JANE [memory]: Andrea, help me!
ANDREA [memory]: What happened? Take my hand!

(Scream, splash.)

ANDREA: Get out of my house.
MARIA: This isn't your house! This is some kind of time gone wrong, because in my world, the way things should have been, you died!
ANDREA: Get out! Enough of this. I'm phoning your dad. Get out!
MARIA: Just to let you know. I'm going to sort things out. I'm going to work out how time got changed, I'm going to find Sarah Jane and then I'm going to bring her back. And nothing is going to stop me.

(Maria leaves.)

ANDREA: Oh. Oh, no.

[Attic]

ANDREA: That day. The pier! Oh, Sarah.

(Andrea finds the puzzle box in an unpacked crate of china.)

TRICKSTER: Remember, Andrea. Remember.

(The black robed figure appears in the mirror on the chimney breast.)

ANDREA: Who are you?
TRICKSTER: Remember. Remember.
ANDREA: I forgot you. I forgot what I did that day. All these years, living this life.
TRICKSTER: You forgot me, Andrea Yates. I never forgot you.
ANDREA: The day she died, you gave me this box.
TRICKSTER: My gift. But why are you calling me now?
ANDREA: Maria Jackson, over the road. All of a sudden she keeps going on about Sarah Jane. She knows. She knows what I did that day, and she's made me remember.
TRICKSTER: She's just a child. Nobody will listen.
ANDREA: But I can't bear it. How could I forget what I did? What we agreed? Did you make me forget?
TRICKSTER: Your life is better, is it not?
ANDREA: Yeah.
TRICKSTER: Then what do you want from me?
ANDREA: Change her back the way she was. The girl over the road. Make her forget.
TRICKSTER: I can't. There's a barrier. She is protected somehow. But I can remove her for you.
ANDREA: No, not killing.
TRICKSTER: I cannot kill. But I can stop her from ruining your life. One night's sleep, and you will forget her, forget me, forget everything once more.
ANDREA: Remove her where?
TRICKSTER: This need not concern you. I need your agreement. Do I have your agreement?
ANDREA: Yes.
TRICKSTER: It shall be arranged. But first, Andrea Yates, you must separate the child from her father.

[Maria's bedroom]

SARAH JANE [OC]: Maria, please help me.

(Sarah Jane is in the mirror.)

MARIA: What can I do? How do I start? The meteor, I can't do anything to stop it. Why is it only me who remembers you?
SARAH JANE: Maria, please.

(Sarah Jane vanishes.)

[Bannerman Road]

ANDREA: You sure you don't mind giving me a hand?
ALAN: No.
ANDREA: It's just I've got this banner for my birthday, and I want to put it up over the door. Need another pair of hands. Sure you don't mind?
ALAN: No, it's not a problem. The least I can do.

[Maria's bedroom]

(She finds the partly opened box under her bed.)

MARIA: Yes! I've been so thick.

[13 Bannerman Road]

ALAN: I don't really go big on birthdays, myself. I don't like being the centre of attention. I used to when I was a kid. You know, I had big birthday parties then, bouncy castles and stuff.

[Jackson home]

MARIA: Dad, I've worked it out. It's this box. It protected me. Dad?

(A sharp-toothed little alien appears. Maria drops the box and runs out. Alan returns.)

ALAN: Maria? You okay? Maria?

(He picks up the box.)

Maria?

[Under an arch]

(Maria runs into a dead end. The little alien is right behind with a ray gun.)

MARIA: Help!

(It fires two metal pieces onto Maria's jacket then they both vanish.)

[Jackson home]

(The box glows and Alan's world distorts painfully. He sees the pictures of Maria vanish from the mantle shelf.)

CHRISSIE: Alan! Alan! Alan. Back door was wide open. You want to be careful.
ALAN: What was that?
CHRISSIE: What was what? Come on, let's get over to Andrea's.
ALAN: And what about Maria?
CHRISSIE: Who? Ah! Don't say you finally got yourself a new woman?
ALAN: Maria was here. I think she's run off.
CHRISSIE: What, already? Sensible woman, whoever she is. Took me fourteen years.
ALAN: I mean Maria. Our Maria.
CHRISSIE: What do you mean, ours?
ALAN: She's our daughter.
CHRISSIE: Oh, Alan, don't start messing about. I know you wanted kids, but I never did. As if I've got a maternal bone in my body.
ALAN: Chrissie, stop this. Maria is our daughter.
CHRISSIE: There is no Maria. Maria doesn't exist.

(Maria is being dragged across a rocky sky-bridge in the clouds. She manages to disconnect herself from the little alien's device and disappears.)

[Westport pier]

(Only to reappear by the pier, which is closed.)

MARIA: Ow!

(A couple walk past with a transistor radio blasting out You Really Got Me by the Kinks. A brand new Jaguar E-type cruises past.)

MARIA: What the?

(Two young girls in school uniform approach.)

ANDREA: Come on, it'll be a laugh. Better than that crummy museum.
SARAH JANE: But it's dangerous. They told us not to.
ANDREA: Oh, you're no fun.
MAN [OC]: Candy floss.
MARIA: Excuse me. I'm going to sound mad, but where is this?
ANDREA: You've got nerve, going out dressed like that. Look at her.
SARAH JANE: Don't be so rude. Are you all right? You look a bit lost.
MARIA: I think I am. I was in London? I'm Maria Jackson.
SARAH JANE: Pleased to meet you, Maria. I'm Sarah Jane Smith.

Part Two

[Westport Pier]

SARAH JANE: Pleased to meet you, Maria. I'm Sarah Jane Smith.
MARIA: And you're Andrea Yates.
ANDREA: So what if I am? I don't know you, how come you know me?

(Maria picks up a newspaper from the candy floss stand.)

MARIA: July 13th, 1964. I've gone back in time. Sarah Jane, I will know you.
ANDREA: Come on. She's a loony. Leave her alone. They don't know their own strength.
SARAH JANE: Don't be so mean. If you're lost, I'll take you to our teacher.
ANDREA: We're not going back, it's boring.
MARIA: Are You going down the pier? Right now?
ANDREA: Oh, it's closed off, but we'll get through. I want to explore.
MARIA: But you mustn't!
SARAH JANE: What?
MARIA: Sarah Jane, you've got to believe me. You mustn't go down there.
SARAH JANE: Why not?
MARIA: July 13th, 1964. It's today, the accident, it's about to happen. Look, I shouldn't be here, but I was travelling with this thing. It's too complicated to explain but I broke free and I must have ended up here because this was the last place he came to. Because he was here in 1964. He must have been. He swapped you two over.
SARAH JANE: Slow down. I'm not getting any of this.
ANDREA: There's nothing to get. She's creepy.
MARIA: Just listen to me. It's not safe. Go back, both of you. Find your mates. Just get back on the coach to school. Go home!
ANDREA: I told you she was mad. Now come on, leave her.

(Young Andrea and young Sarah Jane turn away. The little alien appears and rezaps Maria, and they both vanish.)

SARAH JANE: Where'd she go?
ANDREA: Who cares? What a creep.
SARAH JANE: She said we shouldn't.
ANDREA: Sarah Jane, don't be so dull.
SARAH JANE: She was scared. It's weird. I sort of believed her.
ANDREA: Yeah. You'd believe a Triffid's going to come and get us. Just follow me. I'll look after you.

(Andrea forces open the chained-up gates enough to get through.)

[Limbo]

(An all white space. The little alien releases Maria and disappears.)

MARIA: Where is this?
SARAH JANE: You tell me.
MARIA: Oh! I thought I'd never see you again!
SARAH JANE: Oh, it's so good to see you. I was all on my own.
MARIA: Where are we? Is this a different planet?
SARAH JANE: I don't think we're anywhere at all. We're in limbo.
MARIA: What does that mean?
SARAH JANE: It's nowhere. It's nothing, Maria. We're lost.

[Jackson home]

ALAN: But you came here earlier to see her. It's our own daughter, Chrissie. She's disappeared.
CHRISSIE: This isn't funny, Alan. We never had any kids.
ALAN: But she's er, she's about that high, she's got dark hair like me, and she's beautiful.
CHRISSIE: Are you getting some kick out of this? There is no Maria. This is cruel, now stop it. Maybe if there had been, we wouldn't have split up, but it's too late for that now.
ALAN: It's this box.
CHRISSIE: Oh, you're full of nonsense, you are. Right, you stay here. I'm going to Andrea's birthday party. Although she's actually real flesh and blood, Alan, so probably not your type. Oh.

[Maria's bedroom]

CHRISSIE: You should make this into a utility room. I keep saying it.
ALAN: This was her bedroom.
CHRISSIE: Oh, Alan, stop it.
ALAN: She said she was protected. Something protected her. What if this protected her?

(Chrissie picks up the photo album.)

CHRISSIE: If we've got a daughter, where is she? Look. This is the day you moved in. Andrea came to help, I took the photo. You and her and me. No one called Maria.
ALAN: Maria was telling the truth.
CHRISSIE: Oh, this is why. People say he's gorgeous, why did you split? This just brings it all flooding back.
ALAN: What if there's meant to be Maria and someone else? A woman called Sarah Jane Smith.

[Limbo]

SARAH JANE: Andrea Yates? Oh, I could never forget. When I was 13, we were on a school trip. We went onto the pier. She fell, and there was nothing I could do. I always thought, that could have been me.
MARIA: But now she's alive, like she's always been alive.
SARAH JANE: What sort of woman is she?
MARIA: A bit full-on, likes a party.
SARAH JANE: Yeah, that sounds like her.
MARIA: So, in the parallel world, you died and she lived?
SARAH JANE: It's not a parallel world. If only. It's our timeline and it's been changed.
MARIA: But without you, that meteor must still be on its way. It's going to smash into the Earth.
SARAH JANE: If I'm not there, that means the end of the world.
MARIA: I was the only one that knew about it. I got protected somehow by that box.
SARAH JANE: The box! The Verron soothsayer must have known this was going to happen. Do you remember what I told you he said, give it to the person you trust the most. It linked us somehow. I could sense you searching for me. I called out to you.
MARIA: But I dropped it. I lost it. That little alien thing came along and I ran. Did he do all this?
SARAH JANE: No. That alien, he's called a Graske. There was some Graske activity on Earth a couple of years back, but no, this isn't their style at all.
MARIA: What do you mean?
SARAH JANE: This is much more powerful. Some other creature must be using the Graske as a slave.
TRICKSTER [OC]: Sarah Jane.
MARIA: Who's that?
TRICKSTER [OC]: Sarah Jane.
SARAH JANE: I'm being summoned. Maria, you stay here.
MARIA: Don't leave me on my own.
SARAH JANE: Oh, I'll come back, I promise. I'll never leave you, Maria, never. Have you got that? Just wait.
TRICKSTER [OC]: Sarah Jane.

[13 Bannerman Road]

(Andrea is greeting her guests at the door.)

ANDREA: Thank you for coming.
WOMAN: Thank you for inviting me.
ANDREA: Wouldn't be the same without you. Go and find a drink. Hello, Joan, how are you, love? Go and find a drink. Den, lovely to see you.

(Clyde is sneaking around the back of the house. He leaves his skateboard nearby.)

[Limbo]

SARAH JANE: I take it this is your domain? Who are you?
TRICKSTER: Nobody. I am nothing.
SARAH JANE: Any chance you could be a bit less cryptic?
TRICKSTER: It's hard for me to make you understand. Ephemeral minds are so limited.

(The Trickster puts back its hood to reveal that it only has a mouth in its head.)

TRICKSTER: Behold. As you can see, I have no self. I exist only to bring disorder. That is my purpose.
SARAH JANE: But why?
TRICKSTER: Chaos is my blood and air and food. You are the key to that chaos. I have been waiting, searching through time, for just the right person at just the right moment. I took you to aid the coming of darkness.
SARAH JANE: Where's Luke? Where is my son?
TRICKSTER: The Bane never came to Earth in the timeline that I have created. Luke Smith never existed.
SARAH JANE: People who don't exist they end up here, don't they? So where is he? I demand to see my son!
TRICKSTER: He is lost in the forgotten places, even further out than you.
SARAH JANE: But if I died all those years ago. Never mind the Bane. What about the Slitheen, and the Gorgons, and the Patriarchs of the Tin Vagabond? I stopped them all from taking over the Earth. What happened to them?
TRICKSTER: I turned them all away. All I need is the meteor.
SARAH JANE: Why? What's so special about that?
TRICKSTER: Those other species, they invade for profit, power, revenge. The meteor is pure chaos. The destruction of the Earth for no reason at all, just blind chance. This is food for me.
SARAH JANE: You'll destroy all life on Earth and you don't even care.
TRICKSTER: I care about you. You are so wonderful, Sarah Jane Smith. Your life was so important and I found the right moment to snuff it out, with the help of Andrea Yates.
SARAH JANE: Andrea was my friend.
TRICKSTER: She wished to save her own life. I could only remove you with her consent.
SARAH JANE: She agreed to it?
TRICKSTER: I must go now. Events are moving towards their end.
SARAH JANE: No, don't go!
TRICKSTER: I will return when the Earth is no more, and I will explore your potential further. In particular, your memories of this Doctor.
SARAH JANE: You leave him alone.
TRICKSTER: I can use you to find him. Imagine if the Doctor had never existed. What chaos there would be across the stars.
SARAH JANE: Don't you dare! Don't you dare! Don't you dare!

[Lounge]

(Clyde gives Andrea a birthday card.)

ANDREA: Oh, that's lovely! Tell your mum thanks. I'm sorry she couldn't make it.
CLYDE: Right, I'll be off then.
ANDREA: No, no, stick around. Here, have a bit of cake.
CLYDE: Okay, no complaints from me.

(Alan and Chrissie enter.)

ANDREA: Well, look who's here! Hello, love. Welcome, welcome. Oh, Alan, still not found anyone? He is mine. More gorgeous every day. If only I was a few years younger.
CHRISSIE: Ah, you can have him.
ANDREA: What's the matter, Alan, cat got your tongue?

(Sandie Shaw is singing Always Something There To Remind Me.)

ALAN: You could say that.
ANDREA: Oh Clyde, don't put that modern stuff on. Let it play.
CLYDE: This stuff's ancient.
ANDREA: Not to me, it isn't. It's like yesterday. Oh, the sixties. That was my time. I was just a kid back then.

[Limbo]

SARAH JANE: You okay?
MARIA: I heard what it said. And the meteor's coming. We can't do anything.
SARAH JANE: There must be something. There's always something.
MARIA: My dad?
SARAH JANE: What can he do? He didn't remember me. Now you've been taken out of time, he won't remember you, either.

[Lounge]

(Alan has the box in his jacket pocket. Clyde is on his phone.)

CLYDE: You what? Danny, are you serious? All right, I'll check it out.

(Clyde turns on the music.)

ANDREA: Oh Clyde, not again.
CLYDE: It's my mate Danny. He said there's something big on the news. Can we turn on the telly?
ANDREA: You kids and your TV. It's meant to be a party
CLYDE: I won't be a minute.
BBC NEWS: The huge meteor, which was sighted at two fifteen this afternoon, is heading towards Earth at colossal speed, but scientists are stressing that the situation is being closely monitored. There is no need to panic.
CLYDE: That's what Danny said. There's this huge rock headed for Earth, like in Armageddon.
ALAN: A meteor. It's all true.
CHRISSIE So what, is it going to hit us?
CLYDE: No, Danny said it's going to fly past. No worries.
ANDREA: Nothing's going to spoil my birthday! We need more glasses.
ALAN: I'll give you a hand.
CHRISSIE: Ooo, Andrea, now's your chance.
ANDREA: Well, I'll bring him back, if he's good.

[Kitchen]

ANDREA: Now, I've got some paper cups somewhere. Saves wear and tear. Where did I put them?
ALAN: What does the name Maria mean to you?
ANDREA: Oh, I don't know. Ave Maria. Maria Callas. Maria who works down the petrol station. Which Maria?
ALAN: My daughter, Maria. Where is she?
ANDREA: I don't know what you mean.
ALAN: I think you do. You remember. So do I. Whatever you've done, I'm going to get her back!
ANDREA: You mustn't, please.
ALAN: Is it you? You're the centre of it all. I know about the accident, I know about this Sarah Jane.
ANDREA: What are you talking about?
ALAN: I came over the road. You got me out of the way, and the next minute she was gone.
ANDREA: I asked you to help me with my banner.

(Alan show her the box.)

ANDREA: Where'd you get that?
ALAN: What have you done to her?
ANDREA: The whole world's forgotten her. It's your word against mine.
ALAN: But I haven't forgotten. This box, it protected Maria, and now it's protected me.
ANDREA: I was going to forget. He promised me. One night's sleep and I'd have forgotten her.
ALAN: Who? Who promised you? Come on, tell me. Where is she?
ANDREA: You'd never believe me.
ALAN: I think I would. Andrea, please. Tell me.

[Attic]

ANDREA: It was years ago. I was 13. I thought I was so grown up. Knew it all. Indestructible, that's what I was. And I had this friend. Oh, Alan, I'm so sorry. I had this friend called Sarah Jane Smith.

[Westport pier]

ANDREA: If I've come all the way to the seaside, I want to see the flaming sea!
SARAH JANE: We're due back at the bus. Jeffers will skin us!

[Attic]

ANDREA: We larked about for a bit, then I went to the edge. There was nothing there.

[Westport pier]

(Andrea falls through an unfastened gate in the railings at the end of the pier. She is hanging on to a girder a few feet below.)

SARAH JANE: Andrea! Andrea! Andrea, grab my hand! Grab my hand. Grab my hand. Grab my hand. Andrea, grab my hand. Come on, come on, grab my hand.
ANDREA [OC]: I tried and tried, but I couldn't hold on.
SARAH JANE: Andrea, come on. Grab my hand!

[Attic]

ANDREA: And then I heard the voice.

[Westport pier]

TRICKSTER [OC]: Andrea. You don't have to die. I can save you. Somebody has to fall, it doesn't have to be you. You only have to agree.
SARAH JANE: Help! Help!
TRICKSTER [OC]: I need your answer or I can't help. Let her die in your place.
ANDREA: Yes, yes!

(Then it is young Sarah Jane hanging on by her fingertips.)

SARAH JANE: Andrea, help me!
ANDREA: What happened? Sarah Jane! Sarah, take my hand. Take my hand. Sarah, take my hand!

(Sarah Jane falls into the sea.)

[Attic]

ANDREA: She was just a kid.

[Westport pier]

(The Trickster hands young Andrea a box.)

ANDREA: My gift to you, Andrea.

[Attic]

ANDREA: The same as yours.

[Westport pier]

TRICKSTER: You will forget, so that you will live a full life. But waking or sleeping, I will always be with you, Andrea Yates. Always.

[Attic]

ANDREA: I remembered the accident, but he made me forget everything else. I never knew where I got this, but somehow I could never throw it away. Then when Maria came over this morning shouting about Sarah Jane, it all came back. The voice, the deal I did.
ALAN: Sacrificing your friend to save your own life.
ANDREA: I was 13, I was terrified. Do you know what it's like to know you're going to die? To feel the end of everything closing in on you? Why am I even asking? I'm the only person alive who could possibly know.
ALAN: She was your friend!
ANDREA: Yes, and I loved her. I did. Don't look at me like that. Oh, she was funny. I used to crack up, the things she said. Clever, not swotty. In class, she didn't have to try. Alan, I had to do it. I had to survive.
ALAN: And the minute you remembered, you did it again, today, to Maria. If I didn't have this box, I would have forgotten my own daughter.
ANDREA: I had to send her away.
ALAN: What could Maria do to you?
ANDREA: She made me remember. She made me face what I had done.
TRICKSTER: What do you want me to do, Andrea?
ANDREA: And yeah, now I've done it again. Sent your daughter away. And how can I face that?
TRICKSTER: I can send him away too, but you must agree.
ANDREA: I agree! I agree!
ALAN: Agree to what?
ANDREA: I'm so sorry.

(Andrea snatches away Alan's box. The little alien appears and chases Alan.)

[Lounge]

BBC NEWS: The meteor is on collision course with Britain, but the RAF has released a statement saying they are confident it can be shot down, and missiles are already being prepared.
CLYDE: This is amazing.
CHRISSIE: Let the army deal with it, it's what they get paid for. Wonder what's keeping Alan.

(She leaves the room and sees Alan run down the stairs and out of the house, followed by the little alien.)

CHRISSIE: Well, that's just ridiculous.

(Alan runs down the Graske using Clyde's skateboard.)

CHRISSIE: Oh, I'm telling you. My ex-husband and a dwarf in a suit. Now I've seen it all.
CLYDE: Just shut up and listen.
BBC NEWS: The meteor is now approximately ten minutes from impact. But hold on, we have some breaking news. I'm being told. It's been confirmed. I'm sorry, the missile strike has failed.
CLYDE: It's going to hit us. It's going to blow up the Earth.

[Jackson home]

(Alan ties up the Graske.)

GRASKE: Set me free!
ALAN: Then show me how to get my daughter back here. Now!

[Lounge]

CLYDE: It's a joke, it must be a joke.

(Rumble.)

CLYDE: Can you hear it? That's it!
MAN: The house, it's shaking.
CLYDE: Come on!
MAN 2: It's the end of the world.
ANDREA: But it can't be. Why is this happening now?

[Bannerman Road]

(Everyone runs outside.)

CLYDE: There it is!

(A large gray blob high in the sky.)

CLYDE: They'll find a way to deal with it. They've got to.
CHRISSIE: That's real, though. I mean, it's real. There's no way of stopping it.
ANDREA: Maria said Sarah Jane can stop the meteor.

[Jackson home]

GRASKE: The snare will retrieve her. Then, you set me free.

(Alan fires the device.)

[Limbo]

(Maria vanishes.)

SARAH JANE: Maria! Maria!

(The photographs of Maria return, then the girl herself.)

[Bannerman Road]

MAN: There must be something somebody can do.
CHRISSIE: Maria. Where's Maria? How could I forget Maria?

[Jackson home]

MARIA: Dad, you genius!
ALAN: No, no, no, no. Listen. The meteor. You were right. It's heading straight for us.
MARIA: We can stop it, but we need Sarah Jane.
ALAN: I don't remember Sarah Jane.
MARIA: Dad, trust me. You remembered me when I disappeared, yeah? Well, I remember Sarah Jane, and she's the only person who can save us.
ALAN: How? She's just a normal woman, isn't she?
MARIA: She's a lot more than that. You've got to help me. We can get Sarah Jane back. Whatever you did with that thing, do it again.
ALAN: Nothing. Nothing.
MARIA: I got put back here, where I belong. So, she'll be where she belongs. Her attic.

(Maria and Alan run out. The Graske gets free.)

GRASKE: Freedom!

(And disappears.)

[Attic]

ANDREA: Please. You saved me once before, you can do it again. Please. No. Not you.

(Sarah Jane is in the mirror.)

[Bannerman Road]

MARIA: Mum!
CHRISSIE: Oh, it's too late, sweetheart. It's too late for all of us. I'm sorry. All the times I let you down, I'm so sorry.
MARIA: Not now!

(The fireball is getting closer.)

[Attic]

SARAH JANE: Andrea Yates. It's you, all grown up.
ANDREA: Well, look at you. Scrubbed up well. Always did look younger than you were. But you can't be here, not while I'm here. You can't come back.

(Alan and Maria burst in.)

MARIA: Sarah Jane!
ALAN: That's her? She's only in the mirror. This didn't work.
SARAH JANE: I can't get back while Andrea's here. And I must get back, to save Luke. To save the world!
MARIA: But what do we do?
SARAH JANE: There is a way. It's why the creature got rid of Maria. She confronted you. She might have persuaded you to go back on your deal. This whole thing depends upon your agreement to my death all those years ago.
MARIA: If you break off the deal, Sarah Jane comes back. All you have to do is pull out of it. Say no!
ANDREA: I can't.
ALAN: If you don't, that meteor's going to hit. Is that what you want?
MARIA: I'm sorry, Andrea, but you were meant to die.
ANDREA: Meant? Who says I'm meant to die? I was so young. I had so much to do, and I did it. Look at me. I lived every single moment, because I knew what it was worth.
SARAH JANE: So did I.
ANDREA: And you're the chosen one, the golden girl?
SARAH JANE: Oh, nobody was chosen. It was stupid what happened that day, but this is worse. That thing twisted it. He used you!
ANDREA: So I die, at 13.
SARAH JANE: And my son gets a chance to live. He's lost out there, Andrea, somewhere terrible, and I am begging you. Please, save him.
ANDREA: If I do, what happens to my life? All the things I did as I grew up. They get scrubbed out? I get forgotten?
SARAH JANE: No, you were never forgotten, never. What I saw that day, it changed me forever. I saw how precious life is, and it made me fight to defend it all these years because of you, Andrea. It was all because of you. My best friend.

(The Trickster appears.)

ALAN: Is that him, the Trickster?
MARIA: Dad, no.
ALL: Don't go near him.
TRICKSTER: Andrea Yates. They want to kill you all over again. Remember your bargain with me.
ANDREA: You tricked me. You used a child, and now you're destroying the Earth.
TRICKSTER: Chaos is good.
ANDREA: Well, I say no. If there's one thing I can do with my life, I can put a stop to you for good. I've changed my mind. I'm taking the deal back!
TRICKSTER: Then you will die.
ANDREA: I've been dead for forty years. Been a good life. It's my birthday. Bye, Sarah Jane. I'm going now. And you're free!

(Andrea throws the box at the mirror.)

[Westport pier]

SARAH JANE: Andrea! Grab my hand! Grab my hand. Grab my hand, Andrea!
ANDREA [OC]: Remember me.

(Young Andrea falls.)

SARAH JANE: No!

[Attic]

(Sarah Jane, Luke, Maria and Alan fall onto the floor of their attic.)

SARAH JANE: I'm back. We're back, all of us. Back where we belong.
LUKE: That felt like a spatio-temporal shift caused by extra quantum forces.
ALAN: In English?
MARIA: Oh, it's all back to normal!

(Big rumble.)

MARIA: The meteor!
SARAH JANE: It's still coming!

[Bannerman Road]

CLYDE: Sarah Jane, do something!

[Attic]

LUKE: Thirty seconds to impact.
SARAH JANE: Mister Smith, I need you!
MR SMITH: Emergency measures required.
SARAH JANE: I know. Luke, steady the magnetic buffer.
LUKE: Done.
MARIA: Come on!
SARAH JANE: Mister Smith, activate!

[Bannerman Road]

(Chrissie and Clyde duck as the meteor whooshes overhead and heads back into space.)

CLYDE: She did it. She did it!
CHRISSIE: Oh, like Bobby Sue had anything to do with that. You'll be telling me she invented the zip fastener next.

[Attic]

MR SMITH: Meteor K67 has been deflected.
SARAH JANE: Never mind that, you're back.
LUKE: Was I away?
SARAH JANE: And you are never, ever, ever, ever, ever going away again.
LUKE: What just happened?
SARAH JANE: A friend of mine just saved the world. Her name was Andrea Yates.
CLYDE: Oh! That was brilliant. We did it. You should have seen it. What's he doing here?
ALAN: Right. Aliens, monsters, supercomputers. Is anybody going to tell me what's going on, hmm? Come on. I need some answers. Who's going first?

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