JUSTIN:
Many great scientific breakthroughs were made by accident - Penicillin, Radium. And where would we be if an unexpected side-product of the 50's atomic bomb tests hadn't lead Professor Ernest Haribo to develop his range of tasty sweets. But scientific breakthroughs can sometimes attract unwanted attention...
SCIENTIST 1:
Professor - bad news. You know we got Dark Matter wrong?
SCIENTIST 2:
Yes? Please don't tell me we've got gravity wrong too?
SCIENTIST 1:
Worse. The fundamental law of the Universe that the speed of light can't be broken?
SCIENTIST 2:
Yes.
SCIENTIST 1:
We broke it.
SCIENTIST 2:
You broke the speed of light??
SCIENTIST 1:
Sorry - it was an accident.
SCIENTIST 2:
Oh hell! This means...
SCIENTIST 1:
...What?
SCIENTIST 2:
...Not 'what?' - 'who?'
F/X TARDIS SOUND
SCIENTIST 1:
What on earth...??
F/X DOOR OPENS
DOCTOR WHO:
Hello hello hello!
SCIENTIST 2:
(DEJECTED) Hello Doctor.
DOCTOR WHO:
Gosh, don't you all look serious?
SCIENTIST 1:
This is impossible - we're in a secure lab 2 miles underground!
SCIENTIST 2:
It's ok - the Doctor always seems to turn up in his stupid blue bbox whenever we make a scientific breakthrough.
SCIENTIST 1:
But you can't just waltz in here...!
DOCTOR WHO:
...Waltz! What a great idea! Shall we dance?
F/X WALTZ MUSIC
SCIENTIST 1:
What are you doing?
DOCTOR WHO:
Dancing. I love dancing. It makes me seem wacky and complex, with just a hint of cuddliness.
SCIENTIST 1:
I mean, what are you doing here?
DOCTOR WHO:
You've made incredible breakthroughs. Learned the truth about Dark Matter. Broken the speed of light. You just need one more breakthrough and you can explore time and space.
SCIENTIST 2:
What else do we need?
DOCTOR WHO:
You need to realise that time is wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey.
SCIENTIST 2:
I shouldn't have asked.
SCIENTIST 1:
Wibbly-wobbly?? That doesn't sound like science.
DOCTOR WHO:
Oh, but it is. It's science that's big, important, and terribly clever - just like me.
SCIENTIST 2:
But timey-wimey? Even if time-travel was possible, I doubt it would be so...flippant.
DOCTOR WHO:
Of course time-travel's flippant. Look at me - I've destroyed the universe six times, eaten King Henry VIII and given birth to my own father. Time's hilarious. I am a Dalek! I am a Dalek...!
SCIENTIST 2:
Stop that.
DOCTOR WHO:
(SUDDENLY SERIOUS) Ok, I'm going to be serious now...
SCIENTIST 2:
Oh God - not the sudden mood-change masquerading as depth.
DOCTOR WHO:
The human race - this extraordinary, maddening, wonderful species - is in peril. This massive leap forward in knowledge and technology has put you on the radar of some very dangerous aliens.
SCIENTIST 1:
(EXCITED) Ooh - aliens?
SCIENTIST 2:
Quiet.
DOCTOR WHO:
(FLIPPANT AGAIN) But don't worry - you've got me to guide you through the wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey plinky-plonky dibbledy-bibbledy...
F/X A BANG
SCIENTIST 1:
You shot him!
SCIENTIST 2:
Do you blame me?
SCIENTIST 1:
Well, no. But...I mean...is he dead?
SCIENTIST 2:
No, he'll regenerate. I just hope he comes back as Colin Baker.