1. SOS

DOCTOR WHO: REDACTED

PART 1

Written by

Juno Dawson

SCENE 1

FX:BBC SOUNDS STING

The BBC Sounds ident plays only then, it glitches into hissing, singing static.

BBC Sounds

BBC Sounds: Music, Radio, Pod-c-c-c…Pod-c-c-c

Then a pause.

The Doctor’s voice is muffled as if by glass, then clarifies. Her voice glitches and trills with static, slowing down and slurring in places.

DOCTOR

My name is the Doctor. Can you hear

me? Planet Earth? Is this getting through?

Something is coming, something is coming for

(you) –

And then a horrific wail of feedback/static/distortion. From hereon in, this will be known as the Redacted Distortion.

Music comes in – a rushing thunder of deep synths accompanied by something almost like sirens, that sharply glitches into a slow, soft piano beat that runs under the credits.

CREDITS

Doctor Who Redacted: Episode One, by Juno Dawson

Soft hissing, beeping static runs across the credits, building into a bubbling glitch before…

SCENE 2 - PODCAST RECORDING

The ‘BLUE BOX FILES’ theme plays.

SHAWNA

(Singing, RnB style)

The Blue Box, The Blue Box

Shawna’s voice is distorted, as if on a tape recorder

MAN

(Ominous laugh)

…Files

This is followed by an electric buzz, the Wilhelm scream, and an orchestral “Dun dun DUN!”

We now hear three voices: one Scottish (ABBY), one Yorkshire (SHAWNA) and one cockney (CLEO) in conversation on a podcast. All three are smiling and energetic.

ABBY

Hello there and welcome to this week’s Blue

Box Files.

CLEO

Woop woop!

ABBY

Three friends dedicated to uncovering

the truth about that enigmatic blue box...

CLEO

Yes! As regular listeners know, if a random

public police box rocks up in your town, you are

in a world of trouble.

SHAWNA

Across history, alleged blue box sightings (ABBY laughs)

have been linked to the supernatural, paranormal,

and the just downright weird.

ABBY

As ever, you’re listening to Abby MacPhail...

CLEO

Cleo Proctor...

SHAWNA

And I’m Shawna Thompson. Broadly benevolent

voice of reason.

ABBY

Or simply argumentative.

SHAWNA

I have seen what we’re talking

about this week, and my body is ready, because

this one...is...well let’s just say it’s...nuts.

CLEO

Oh my God, please tell me…it’s an alien foetus

in a jar?

SHAWNA

(Exasperated but laughing) UGH, my god.

ABBY

(Laughing) No afraid not...

CLEO

Ah! One of these days girls, one of these days...

(Beat)

So what are we doing? I’ve been too busy to

even read the group chat. Sorry Abz.

ABBY

You’re forgiven. How is usher life at Music:

The Musical?

CLEO

(Putting on a snooty voice)It would be very

unprofessional of me to say.

ABBY

Duncan James playing Beethoven?

ABBY, SHAWNA and CLEO burst out laughing.

CLEO

Don’t! I can’t! I thought working in a theatre

might open some acting doors for me. Nope, just

opening doors. Period!

SHAWNA

Aw! That sucks.

CLEO

The spoon is in the lid, people! The spoon IS

IN THE LID.

SHAWNA awwws sympathetically.

ABBY

Well, I have a really tasty Blue Box mystery for you,

and that is a deliberate play on words because

this week, we delve into the murky world of

diet pills. (SHAWNA ooohs) In 2008, our Blue Box was sighted

in London...

CLEO

Goosebumps! Look! Every time!

ABBY

Now, around the time of the sighting, a group of people

that signed up to a pilot trial of a weight-loss pill

from Adipose Industries got a lot more than they

bargained for...and some were even...dying to be thin...

SHAWNA

Why am I not surprised? Big pharma control the

world. Have you seen Pharmarama on Netflix?

ABBY

Oh God yeah I have

SHAWNA

So good

CLEO

I haven’t, it’s my next after Selling Sunset.

SHAWNA

Pharmaceutical companies could cure cancer if they wanted, but they make more money selling snake-oil that doesn’t really do anything.

CLEO

Yes Shawna! Spill that tea.

SHAWNA

I will!

ABBY

The official version of events says that

the weight loss pills were unregulated and

unfit for human use. The coroners reports

deemed the tablets were ‘fatally toxic’ in a

handful of cases.

(Beat)

Victims dissolved from the inside out...

A moment of stunned silence.

SHAWNA

Ugh, gross

CLEO

No, do you know what? I’ve heard about this.

ABBY

You have?

CLEO

Yeah! Some woman on the Powell was always going on about it. We just thought she was drunk.

ABBY

Drunk, why?

CLEO

Well she was a drunk. But she was also um, a...thick and juicy woman...and she’d lost a lot of weight. She said some crazy stuff about fat babies or something. We was like ‘OK, Elaine, you keep going to those meetings, hun.”

ABBY

As ever the internet has a myriad of theories: Some think it’s a hoax, or even a publicity stunt that massively backfired.

CLEO

Nah Babe, they were taking dodgy pills. They were tripping.

SHAWNA

OK, that I can believe.

CLEO

What about the Blue Box? You said there was sightings?

ABBY

Yes. At least five.

CLEO

Man, I love the Blue Box.

ABBY

One confirmed sighting in an alleyway near Adipose Industries. And then…it gets weirder. No one from the company was ever. Seen. Again.

SHAWNA

They got caught selling dud pills! They’re probably sunning it up in Panama or something.

ABBY

OK, so how do you explain additional eyewitness reports of lights in the sky?

SHAWNA

(Exasperated)

Abby, this is just not a THING. The Blue Box is not alien.

ABBY

(Talking over Shawna excitedly) It is SO a thing! Crop circles; Area 51...

CLEO

(Shouting excitedly) Alien foetus in a jar!

ABBY

Look up the pics! Go on! Check the *

Blue Cube Forum. *

SHAWNA

OK...

FX - Shawna typing.

SHAWNA (CONT'D)

FX: Suddenly we hear the Redacted distortion, singing and hissing static.

CLEO

What the hell is that?

ABBY

Shawna?

SHAWNA

It’s like a pop-up or something.

CLEO

Ugh

ABBY

Um, uh, I’ll stop the recording.

FX: The noise stops.

The sound of the three protagonists now changes significantly: where before they were clear, in slightly echoey rooms, now Shawna and Abby are clearly coming through laptop speakers.

I don’t see the point though, when-

SHAWNA

Man, they have been hacked.

ABBY

I vaguely know the guy who runs the website...I’ll message him.

SHAWNA

Tell him I can help if he’s having

website issues or if it’s a virus.

ABBY

Och that’s annoying.

SHAWNA

(Sighing) Yeah

ABBT

(Beat)

Cleo can ask our special

guest this afternoon about the blue

box.

CLEO

Me? Am I meeting a guest or something?

ABBY

Yep. She’s in London, so you’re closest.

CLEO

Aw, come on, I don’t know nothing! I’m just here for the sass! I’m the sweet to Shawna’s sour!

SHAWNA

(Mildly) Thanks for that.

CLEO

Honestly girls, I’ll make a mess of it! When you sent me to meet that yeti person I deleted the whole thing!

ABBY

You will be fine! all you have to do is press ‘record’. I’ll even send over a list of Abby-approved questions. A baby could do it.

SHAWNA

A fat baby?

CLEO

Go on then. Who is it?

ABBY

A journalist called Penny Carter from the Observer.

CLEO

The Observer? She gonna be OK meeting a trans person?

ABBY

I checked and I do think you’re safe. She does have a lot to say about Adipose Industries. To be honest she sounds a little highly strung.

SHAWNA

By highly strung do you mean clinically insane?

Tense pizzicato music comes in quietly here: we here plucking strings and a scraping kind of synth that builds a sense of mystery and tension.

CLEO

Oh my God. Where am I meeting her? Somewhere in public please.

ABBY

Soho. Midday tomorrow. I’ll text you the address.

CLEO

Uuugh ok. Don’t forget to send the

questions. *

The tense mystery music keeps going with a steady heartbeat, before climbing into a synth and string kind of swell.

SCENE 4: INT. CLEO’S FLAT. DAY

CLEO is clattering around in the kitchen, making tea. JORDAN (20s - blokey, cockney) enters, yawning.

JORDAN

(Yawning) Morning bumface!

CLEO

(Yawning back) Oh, it lives. What time did you crawl in?

JORDAN

About 2 in the end. My mouth tastes of farts.

CLEO

Lovely! Did you meet The One?

JORDAN

(Indignant)

No!

(Beat)

Well, I did get six phone numbers.

CLEO

Jordan! You are such a pig!

JORDAN

I’m kidding! I’m kidding! (Beat)

Well…I’m actually not kidding.

CLEO

Yeah I know. I can’t believe we share the same DNA, you repulse me.

(Beat)

Shouldn’t you be sweating out your hangover on some scaffolding somewhere?

JORDAN

Nah. It’s weird. You know Tony?

You know, the foreman?

CLEO

Uh…Oh! Yeah yeah yeah

JORDAN

 He’s done a runner.

CLEO

What?

JORDAN

Totally vanished.

CLEO

I thought Tony was the boring one who likes cryptocurrencies and Mrs Browns Boys?

JORDAN

It’s always the quiet ones, innit? I guess he’s met someone and left his wife, all that.

CLEO

Sounds about right, don’t it? *

JORDAN

You working tonight?

CLEO

Yeah, but meeting someone for the podcast first.

JORDAN

Oh yeah, you still doing that?

CLEO

Are you not listening to EVERY EPISODE RELIGIOUSLY?

JORDAN

Look, sis, I can’t deal with that stuff. It messes with my

Head all that conspiracy stuff.

Like I was watching this thing - *

CLEO

Jordan! I don’t need to know. (Laughs) *

JORDAN

And I was trying to watch it, trying to

get into it, and then I started thinking:

is my webcam watching me? Put me right off. *

CLEO

What a lovely story. It’s more a way of keeping in touch with Abby and Shawna really.

JORDAN

Where do you know those girls from?

CLEO

Do you remember those 3 months I went to uni before I dropped out?

JORDAN

Oh yeah

CLEO

Yeah, we lived together in halls. And we bonded over our mutual love of murder podcasts and our

hatred of our alt right neckbeard neighbour. Then we all dropped out together. The 3 loseketeers.

JORDAN

Aw c’mon, you ain’t a loser.

CLEO

Jordan, I’m a 26-year-old, single trans woman sleeping on her brother’s

sofa bed. I’m very aspirational.

(BEAT) *

Anyway, can I get in the shower first? I can’t meet this Penny woman looking like Cousin It.

CLEO opens a door.

JORDAN

Yeah, fair enough you smell rotten, get in.

(CLEO laughs) *

FX: Jordan’s phone pings. *

JORDAN (CONT'D) *

Oh... *

CLEO

What?

JORDAN

Um... *

CLEO

Jordan? What’s up? *

SCENE 5: INT. CAFE.

We hear a coffee machine hissing and plates and cups clinking.

NEWSCASTER

(Muffled, clearly coming through a TV)

South Yorkshire Police have issued a renewed appeal for information on the disappearance of Sheffield residents Graham O’Brien and Ryan Sinclair. Chief Constable Gemma Rayner issued a statement asking the public to be on alert for any

person calling themselves the Doctor –

FX: It turns onto football instead.

ABBY

Sorry! Can you put that back on, please?

CAFE OWNER

It’s a Rangers game...

ABBY

No worries.

She instead dials Shawna’s number. We hear tapping of keys on a smartphone, then a dial tone.

SCENE 6. INT. TRAIN

FX: We hear a train rushing past.

 FX: Phone ringing.

SHAWNA

What’s up? Just heading into college.

Throughout this scene we can hear the train moving and rattling quietly in the background.

ABBY

Sheffield was just on the news. Something about missing people and they mentioned ‘The Doctor’.

SHAWNA

Is that like a gang leader or something?

ABBY

The Doctor sometimes crops up on

the Blue Box forums...when they’re

working. Will you look into it?

SHAWNA

Sure. Anyway, what you doing? I thought you were with whatshisname today?

ABBY

Shawna, you know his name. It’s been nine years!

SHAWNA

Craig. Where’s Craig? Is something wrong?

ABBY

(Deeply unconvincing) No.

SHAWNA

Every time you lie, an angel continues to not exist.

ABBY

It is nothing! He’s just cheesed off with me.

SHAWNA

What? Why?

ABBY

Says I never have time for him.

SHAWNA

Abby, you’re a full-time carer for your mum, what does he expect?

ABBY

No, it’s more the podcast.

SHAWNA

Uh. Cancel the manbaby.

ABBY

Shawna!

SHAWNA

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, you need someone who supports the most evolved Abigail, not the schoolgirl he met when you were sixteen.

At this point a soft, slow electric guitar track comes in, occasionally building into flutters of higher notes.

ABBY

Oh and who would you have in mind, Shawna?

SHAWNA

(Pause)

Well...obviously I am biased, but boys are rank. (ABBYlaughs fondly)

 (Beat)

(Tenderly) Craig doesn’t get it. Abz, You’ve built this podcast from nothing. It’s all you. Me and Cleo are just along for the ride.

ABBY

No, that’s not true. I totally need you guys.

SHAWNA

(Big loaded pause) I need you too.

That silences Abby.

The music swells up into the end of the scene, a sweet mid-paced beat that lingers for a moment before the drama moves on.

SCENE 7: EXT. CENTRAL LONDON. DAY

CLEO and JORDAN walk and talk.

We can hear traffic and both of their footsteps on the pavement, as well as quiet pedestrians.

JORDAN

(Pleading) Look, Cleo, wait. Can we please talk

about Mum?

CLEO

(Annoyed) I’d rather talk about your Love Island

audition video.

JORDAN

Oh come on. Can’t we just be normal

for once? She’s literally just asking if we 

wanna go for a nice roast with her

on Sunday?

Pause.

CLEO

After what she did to Dad, are you

having a laugh?

JORDAN

He left us, Cleo. How is that her 

fault?

CLEO

She really expects us to believe that Dad just

vanished in the middle of the night?

What? Like he was abducted by aliens? I’ll

call Mulder and Scully.

JORDAN

It weren’t easy for her either though was it? Being

left alone with us.

CLEO

If Dad was here, I wouldn’t have

been chucked out when I started my transition.

Dad was the only one who stuck up for me. Ever.

JORDAN

Dad’s gone, though. And Mum’s still here. It’s

ten years this year.

CLEO

Jordan, just drop it. Time ain’t a healer.

It’s just time. And if I wait long enough,

I’ll forget I even had a mum.

JORDAN

Don’t say that.

FX: Cleo’s phone rings.

CLEO

Unknown caller. Oh my god, not now!

She ends the call.

Pause.

CLEO (CONT'D)

Look I gotta go, I’ll be late for the

podcast woman.

JORDAN

Mum said she’s been listening.

CLEO

What?

JORDAN

(Smug “hm”) She’s a fan apparently.

This is a BIG DEAL.

CLEO (CONT'D)

Well it don’t matter. She owes us a lot

more than that.

Dramatic electric piano music comes in, dark, slow and ominous.

SCENE 8 PHONECALL

The same dark piano music from before builds into something brighter and more hopeful, a slowly building melody of yearning and mystery. It runs throughout this scene.

FX - dial tone.

7

CLEO (V.O.)

Hey, this is Cleo Proctor. Please leave a message.

DOCTOR

Cleo Proctor? My name is the

Doctor, but you already knew that, *

didn’t you? I’ve heard your * transmissions from my TARDIS.

You’ve been tracking my movements

on earth and now I’m tracking you. *

Something is very wrong. It seems *

my friends are in grave danger and *

you may be too. I need access to * your data urgently.

FX -

I’ll be in touch. Stay alert.

voicemail boop.

*

 (Beat)

SC.9 INT. BUS. DAY

The piano music fades as we hear a bus coming in.

CLEO is now on the bus. We can hear lots of people talking, and the sound of the engine. Her phone rings.

CLEO

(To herself)

Who leaves a voicemail? It’s 2022.

Cleo dials into her voicemail.

VOICEMAIL

You have 1 new message.

DOCTOR

Cleo Proctor? My name is -

FX - the hideous redaction noise. The Doctor’s voice glitches and repeats in a trill.

CLEO

Oh my God, what the hell?

FX - the noise continues. It’s the same singing hissing static as before: the Redaction.

CLEO (CONT'D)

That’s not cute.

FX – we hear a beep as CLEO presses a button on her phone.

VOICEMAIL

Message deleted.

SCENE 10: INT. SOHO PUB. DAY

FX - fruit machine, quiet music. A door creaks open. We can hear many people inside the pub.

CLEO approaches a woman.

CLEO

It’s Penny right?

PENNY

Cleo?

CLEO

That’s me. You good for a drink babe?

PENNY

Go on I’ll have another. A double vodka tonic please.

CLEO

Alright, I’ll be right back.

She walks to the bar.

CLEO

Good lord. Am I gonna be able to claim

expenses for this?

The music and crowd sounds dip into silence.

INT. SOHO PUB. DAY - LATER

CLEO returns with the drinks.

There’s a tap as she sets them down on the wooden table. The sound of the crowd is quieter and more distant now.

CLEO

Here you go.

PENNY

Thanks.

CLEO

My friend Abby’s emailed over the questions. She’s the expert, but I’m in London so...OK! Like, let me get all this stuff set up.

Cleo fumbles to set up the recording equipment. *

CLEO (CONT'D) *

Right that’s on... *

Can you tell us about your experiences with Adipose Industries?

PENNY

I want to be clear that my name will be kept off everything? Can you change my voice?

CLEO

Yeah I don’t see why not. Shawna is very good at...computers.

PENNY

It’s just that when I tell people the truth they tend to think I’m...well, crazy.

CLEO

That’s our whole thing so...

PENNY

Very well. It was alien.

CLEO

OK. Go on.

PENNY

You don’t think I’m mad?

CLEO

Babe, a lot of people think I’m one can short of a six pack, so I ain’t judging no-one.

PENNY

Something in those diet pills was extraterrestrial. I have no doubt.

CLEO

Like from another planet?

PENNY

If you’re going to ridicule me -

CLEO

No no! Honestly. To be clear, I’m totally on the fence with all this conspiracy stuff. My butt could fall either side. I’m listening. My mind is wide open.

PENNY

If you saw what I’d seen. They were hideous. Little creatures...made of fat...just falling from people’s flesh.

CLEO

(Disgusted)

Fat babies.

PENNY

You understand this was almost fifteen years ago. I have questioned my mental state many, many times, but I trust my eyes and I saw aliens.

There’s a pause.

CLEO

You know what? I want to believe you. My Dad loved Star Trek and Star Wars and all that. He believed there were aliens.

PENNY

There’s no other word for them. Aliens.

(Beat)

And there was a man...

CLEO

A man?

PENNY

A man in a blue box.

CLEO

(Grinning) Vintage police box?

PENNY

Yes.

CLEO

What was he like, this man?

Long pause.

CLEO (CONT'D)

Like, can you remember what he looked like? Was he young, old, tall, short?

Another pause.

Penny?

CLEO (CONT'D)

PENNY

(Frustrated sigh) That is the strangest part of all. My girlfriend says I have the memory of an elephant. I remember everything. I remember my friend’s birthdays from primary school but...

CLEO

But what?

PENNY

I don’t remember that man. I swear he was there. I remember...I was so furious with him. He...he hindered my investigation at every turn.

But...now it’s like there’s a black cloud where his face should be. The only thing is...

What?

CLEO

PENNY

He was a doctor.

(beat)

I’m sure of it. His friend called him doctor.

A slow quiet hissing static builds into a sudden whoosh of sound.

SCENE 11: EXT. TRAIN.

CLEO is traveling home. FX: Phone rings.

Shawna’s voice is muffled, clearly coming through a phone speaker.

We can hear the chug and rattle of a train in the background throughout this scene.

SHAWNA

How’d it go with the

Observer? *

CLEO

She won’t go on the record about Adipose Industries.

SHAWNA

Well, she’s probably in the pocket of big pharma. They all are. She’s swallowed the blue pill.

CLEO

Viagra?

SHAWNA

No, you tool, like in the Matrix!

CLEO

Never saw it. Boy film.

SHAWNA

Did she tell you anything, or is she another Blue Box Fruitcake from LINDA?

CLEO

Shawna, there was something weird about her. She said there was a man, and a blue box...and some doctor.

SHAWNA

Wait - a doctor? Or the Doctor?

CLEO

What do you mean?

SHAWNA

Well, Abby called me earlier; there was this thing on the news-

something about someone called the Doctor. I assumed it was some gang leader name.

A very slow, soft drone of ominous music comes in, with very soft high pitched strings.

CLEO

Nah babe, it was like she had amnesia

or something.

SHAWNA

True amnesia is super rare.

CLEO

She remembers everything except this doctor

himself. It’s like he’s been...what’s

the word, when you blank something out?

SHAWNA

Redacted?

CLEO

Yeah. Redacted.

The ominous droning music builds in pace, getting louder and faster.

SCENE 12: INT. ABBY HOME.

FX - We hear ABBY running down the stairs.

The ominous droning music keeps going softly throughout this scene.

ABBY

(Shouting) Mum?

(beat)

Mum?

(beat)

(Catching herself, lowering her voice)

Fast asleep.

She goes to the door and retrieves the post.

ABBY (CONT'D)

What’s this? The post just gets later and later...

FX: Paper rustling. Envelope tearing.

ABBY (CONT'D)

(Reading)

“I said I’d be in touch. I didn’t

want to get too close, I may be

contagious. The Doctor.” Well that’s weird.

(beat)

There’s no address on this...

FX: She turns over the envelope, looking for clues

ABBY (CONT'D)

(To herself)

The Doctor. No way. (ABBY gasps) It can’t be...

She fumbles for her phone.

FX: dial tone.

CLEO (PHONE)

Hey!

We can hear distant traffic through Cleo’s phone speaker, and Cleo’s voice is slightly muffled.

The ominous droning music keeps up a steady heartbeat throughout this scene, with occasional glimmering synths.

Pause.

ABBY

Hey. The weirdest thing just happened.

Can you talk?

CLEO

Sure, I’m on my way to work. Sorry I

didn’t have time to send the interview with

Penny. I’ll do it during the show.

ABBY

I just got a le-...uh...um...

(ABBY sounds frustrated, distracted and confused)

CLEO

Abby? You there?

ABBY

Sorry. (Upset) I don’t know why I called!

CLEO

(Amused) Are you drunk?

ABBY

No! No...

CLEO

(Jumping in)

Because I am! Makes Act One fly by!

Kidding, obvs.

(Pause)

Abz?

ABBY

I just wanted to talk to you about

something...and then...it’s gone.

CLEO

Babe I get that all the time.

I’m basically just a hot goldfish.

(BEAT)

Abz…? Abz? I got another call. You OK?

ABBY

Aye! I’ll call you back if I remember...

SCENE 13: CLEO PHONECALL.

FX - London street noise continues along with Cleo’s footsteps.

We’re now in Cleo’s perspective, her voice isn’t muffled by the phone, and the traffic is much closer and louder.

JORDAN on the phone is muffled and clearly coming through a speaker. The music is now gone.

Pause.

Jordan? Hey again.

What’s up?

CLEO JORDAN

CLEO JORDAN

Pause.

I wanted to talk about earlier...

CLEO

Can we not? Look, sorry I flipped my weave but...

JORDAN

Mum’s sick, Cleo. That’s why she wants to see us.

CLEO

What’s up with her?

JORDAN

They think she had a stroke.

CLEO

How do we know she’s not lying?

JORDAN

Oh my god, Cleo!

CLEO

What? She lied about Dad, didn’t she?

JORDAN

No, she wouldn’t.

CLEO

She would.

(Beat)

Jordan. I love you to pieces, but you’re a mummy’s boy.

JORDAN

Aw shut up

CLEO

Why d’you think you can’t keep a girlfriend for more than two minutes? You expect them to run around after you like mum did.

JORDAN

No I don’t-

CLEO

(Cutting him off) Babe, please. *

(Beat)

If you want to go and eat Yorkshire puddings with her, that’s your shout, but keep me out of it?

(Beat)

I’m at the theatre. I’ve gotta go.

She hangs up. Pause.

FX: Her phones rings again.

CLEO (CONT'D)

Oh, for god’s sake. (Answers)

Look, Jordan -

But it’s not Jordan, instead we hear a familiar voice.

RANI’s voice is coming through a phone speaker, along with a freezing cold arctic gale.

RANI

Cleo Proctor?

CLEO

Yeah? Sorry, I th-...

RANI

(Cutting her off) You don’t know me, but I know you.

CLEO

Sorry who’s this?

RANI

My name is Rani Chandra

CLEO

Who?

RANI

I don’t have time to explain, I’m sorry. But

you know the Doctor, don’t you?

A tense, dark music track comes in, with the very soft sound of scraping metal and a low drone.

CLEO

No, not really...look, what’s this

about?

There’s a pause.

RANI

It’s the Doctor...the Doctor’s

killing us.

Slowly a big thundering synth builds, then gives way to alien whooshing and rushing synth noises, which glitch into a soft piano tune.

The piano plays under the credits.

END OF EPISODE.

CREDITS

Doctor Who Redacted: Episode One, by Juno Dawson

The music builds with a big string and drum beat, getting faster and urgent as it crescendos into a piece full of strings and synths that sing under the rest of the credits.

CREDITS

Starring: Charlie Craggs, Lois Chimimba, Holly Quin-Ankrah, Jodie Whittaker, Jacbo Hawley, Anjili Mohindra and Siena Kelly.

Directed by Ella Watts and James Robinson. Produced by Ella Watts. Sound designed by David Thomas and Arlie Adlington. Original composition by David Devereux.

A BBC Studios Production.

The music builds into a gleefully Whovian, alien symphony of synths and electric keyboard that ends in a sharp glitch.