EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

A fierce thunderstorm blows outside a remote manor house.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

A young WOMAN enters the parlour to see an older MAN surrounded by tables of electronic equipment.

WOMAN: How are we looking?

MAN: (nervously) Oh... about ready, I think.

WOMAN: Any thoughts on the, er, interference?

MAN: (sits) Erm, a stray FM broadcast, possibly? But I've fitted some ferrite suppressors and some RF chokes. Just in case. (stands and puts a camera around his neck) Are you sure you want to go through with this? I mean, the last time was very...

WOMAN: But she's so lonely.

MAN: Excellent, then. Excellent.

The MAN sits down, puts on a headset and taps on a microphone before speaking into it.

MAN: Caliburn House, night four, November 25th, 1974. 11.04pm.

He nods to the WOMAN and she takes a few steps forward to the archway at the base of the stairs. The MAN stands and holds up a parabolic microphone and aims it towards the arch.

WOMAN: I'm talking to the spirit that inhabits this house. Are you there? Can you hear me? I'm speaking to the lost soul that abides in this place. 

The microphone picks up some static and hissing sounds. The MAN looks over to one of the machines that records energy levels. The needles are moving over the paper.

WOMAN: Come to me. Speak to me. Let me show you the way home.

A high-pitched whine comes over the headphones, causing the MAN to shout out and pull them away from his ears. The machinery reacts, registering the sound. A distorted screaming can be heard, The WOMAN backs out of the dark hallway.

WOMAN: Let me show you the way home!

The MAN picks up the camera and begins clicking away as he faces the archway. At each click, a misty white figure appears, an arm stretched out towards them. It comes closer and the WOMAN gasps as the figure appears to pass through her. She falls against a chair and the MAN goes to her.

MAN: Emma?

He holds her and helps her stand. He puts his hands on her shoulders and she grips his lapels.

EMMA: She's so... 

MAN: So what?

EMMA: d*ad.

There is a knocking at the front door and both turn their heads. They walk slowly to the main door.

INT. HOUSE, FRONT DOOR, NIGHT

The MAN pulls the door open and there's no one there. The DOCTOR sticks his head out from behind the other door.

DOCTOR: Boo! Hello, I'm looking for a ghost.

MAN: And you are...?

CLARA: (stands beside DOCTOR) Ghostbusters!

Matt Smith

Jenna-Louise Coleman

DOCTOR WHO

"Hide"

By

Neil Cross

PRODUCER

Marcus Wilson

DIRECTOR

Jamie Payne

INT. HOUSE, FRONT DOOR, NIGHT

DOCTOR: (holds up psychic paper) I'm the Doctor. 

MAN: Doctor what?

DOCTOR: If you like. And this is Clara. (walks past MAN)

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

The DOCTOR walks into the parlour, excited. He runs over to the machines. The others follow.

DOCTOR: Ah, but you are very different! You are Major Alec Palmer. Member of the Baker Street Irregulars, the Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare. (whispers to ALEC) Specialised in espionage, sabotage and reconnaissance behind enemy lines. You're a talented water-colourist, professor of psychology AND... ghost hunter! (shakes ALEC'S hand) Total pleasure. Massive.

EMMA: Actually, you're wrong. Professor Palmer spent most of the w*r as a POW.

DOCTOR: Actually, that's a lie told by a very brave man involved in very secret operations. The kind of man who keeps a Victoria Cross in a box in the attic, eh? But you know that! Because you're Emma Grayling... (walks over and air-kisses both cheeks) the Professor's companion...

EMMA: Assistant.

DOCTOR: It's 1974 - you're the assistant and "non-objective equipment". (looks to CLARA who is by equipment) Meaning "psychic".

CLARA: Getting that. Bless you, though.

The DOCTOR walks over to the area by the equipment.

ALEC: Relax, Emma. He's Military Intelligence. (to DOCTOR) So what's all this in aid of?

CLARA sits on the desk.

DOCTOR: Health and safety! Yeah, the Ministry got wind of what's going on down here. Sent me to check that everything's in order.

ALEC: They don't have the right.

DOCTOR: Don't worry, Guv'nor, I'll be out your hair in five minutes. (looks at equipment and snaps fingers) Oh! Oh, look! Oh, lovely. (sits next to CLARA and plays with a switch) The ACR 99821. Oh, bliss, nice action on the toggle switches. You know, I do love a toggle switch. Actually, I like the word "toggle". Nice noun. Excellent verb. (CLARA touches a switch and the DOCTOR slaps her hand) Oi, don't mess with the settings.

The DOCTOR stands and takes the sonic screwdriver from his inside jacket pocket and scans ALEC and EMMA.

ALEC: What's that?

DOCTOR: Gadget. Health and safety. Classified, I'm afraid. (stops under arch) You know, while the back room boffins work out a few kinks. (turns back around and scans archway)

EMMA: What's it telling you?

DOCTOR: It's telling me that you haven't been exposed to any life-thr*at transmundane emanations. So... (spins around and claps his hands) where's the ghost? (walks over to them and picks up lit candelabrum) Show me the ghost.

There is an eerie whooshing and the DOCTOR smiles.

DOCTOR: It's ghost time.

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

Outside the storm still rages.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

The DOCTOR walks down the dark hall, the candelabrum the only source of light. ALEC is on his heels. EMMA and CLARA follow.

ALEC: I won't have this stolen out from under me, do you understand?

DOCTOR: Erm, no, not really, sorry.

ALEC: I will not have my work stolen, then be fobbed off with a pat on the back and a letter from the Queen. Never again! This is my house, Doctor, and it belongs to me.

CLARA: This is actually your house?

ALEC: It is.

CLARA: Sorry. You went to the bank and said, "You know that gigantic old haunted house on the moors? The one the dossers are too scared to doss in? The one the birds are too scared to fly over?" And then you said, "I'd like to buy it, please, with my money."

ALEC: Yes, I did, actually.

CLARA: That's incredibly brave.

CLARA hears creaking and looks around nervously.

DOCTOR: Listen, Major, we just need to know what's going on here.

ALEC: For the Ministry? 

DOCTOR: You know I can't answer that.

ALEC: Very well. Follow me. (leaves)

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

ALEC has set up a board with pictures and notes of the history of the house and the ghost. The DOCTOR is using the camera to take pictures of himself. CLARA sits and talks with EMMA.

CLARA: So what's an empathic psychic?

The DOCTOR walks between them to the small bar and starts looking at the bottles.

EMMA: Sometimes I... sense feelings. The way a telepath can sense thoughts. Sometimes, though. Not always.

The DOCTOR takes a drink of milk right from the bottle.

DOCTOR: The most compassionate people you'll ever meet, empathics. And the loneliest. I mean, exposing themselves to all those hidden feelings - all that guilt, pain and sorrow and...

CLARA sees EMMA'S discomfort and puts a hand on the DOCTOR'S arm.

CLARA: Doctor?

DOCTOR: Yes?

CLARA: Shh.

The DOCTOR looks at EMMA. ALEC is ready to show them the board.

ALEC: Would you, er, care to have a look? 

The DOCTOR, CLARA and EMMA walk over.

ALEC: Caliburn House is over 400 years old but she's been here much longer... the Caliburn Ghast. She's mentioned in local Saxon poetry and Parish folk tales. The Wraith of the Lady, the Maiden in the Dark... the Witch of the Well.

CLARA: Is she real? As in, actually real?

ALEC: Oh, she's real. In the 17th century, a local clergyman saw her. He wrote that her presence was accompanied by a, "dreadful knocking, as if the Devil himself demanded entry." During the w*r, American airmen stationed here left offerings of tinned Spam. The tins were found in 1965, bricked up in the servants' pantry, along with a number of handwritten notes. Appeals to the Ghast... "For the love of God, stop screaming."

CLARA: She never changes. The angle's different, the framing, but she's always in exactly the same position. Why is that?

The DOCTOR gets the candelabrum and holds it closer, examining the photos.

ALEC: We don't know. She's an objective phenomenon. But objective recording equipment can't detect her...

DOCTOR: Without the presence of a powerful psychic.

ALEC: Absolutely. Very well done.

EMMA: She knows I'm here... 

They turn to look at EMMA.

EMMA: I can feel her... calling out to me.

CLARA: What's she saying?

EMMA: "Help me."

Behind them, a shadow passes the doorway quickly. CLARA turns her head, sensing something, but sees nothing.

DOCTOR: "The Witch of the Well". So where's the well?

ALEC leads the DOCTOR over to a table on which rests plans of the house.

ALEC: A copy of the oldest plan that we could find, there is no well on the property. None that we could find, anyway.

CLARA is staring at the photographs when the DOCTOR comes up behind her and taps her on the head. She gasps and turns on him.

DOCTOR: (whispers) You coming? 

CLARA: (whispers) Where?

DOCTOR: (whispers) To find the ghost.

CLARA: (whispers) Why would I want to do that?

DOCTOR: (whispers) Because you want to, come on. (starts for the door)

CLARA: (whispers) Well, I dispute that assertion.

The DOCTOR stops and turns around. He sees EMMA watching them. He nods his head to get CLARA to move.

DOCTOR: (whispers) I'm giving you a face. Can you see me? Look at my face.

CLARA: (whispers) Fine. (walks over) Dare me.

DOCTOR: (whispers) I dare you. No takesies-backsies.

CLARA shakes her head and takes the candelabrum from the DOCTOR and heads through the door. The DOCTOR claps his hands and laughs before following CLARA.

EMMA: The Music Room is the heart of the house.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA walk down the dark corridors.

CLARA: (whispers) Say we actually find her. What do we say?

DOCTOR: (whispers) We ask how she came to be... whatever she is.

CLARA: (whispers) Why?

DOCTOR: (whispers) Because I don't know. And ignorance is... what's the opposite of bliss?

CLARA: (whispers) Carlisle. 

DOCTOR: (whispers) Yes! Yes, Carlisle. Ignorance is Carlisle.

As the DOCTOR and CLARA leave a particular hall, there is a snarling and scraping sound and a part of something can be seen in the shadows.

INT. HOUSE, KITCHEN, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA examine the room by candlelight. The DOCTOR ducks a cobweb. He checks the teapot sitting on the table.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

EMMA stands by the fireplace. ALEC is at the desk, looking at the plans.

EMMA: Is he really from the Ministry?

ALEC: Er, I don't know. He's certainly got the right demeanour. Capricious... brilliant.

EMMA: (walks over) Deceitful.

ALEC: Yes! Ha... he's a liar... but, you know, that's often the way that it is... when someone's... seen a thing or two. Experience makes liars of us all. We lie about who we are... about what we've done...

EMMA: And how we feel?

ALEC: Yes... always, always that. 

EMMA walks her fingers along to desk towards ALEC'S hand.

ALEC: (nervously) You know, I have to... have to be getting on with things The, erm, the equipment and so forth.

EMMA: Of course.

ALEC walks away.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA enter the room. A harp stands in one corner and there are music stands placed around the room. The DOCTOR scans with the sonic. CLARA stops in the centre and looks around.

DOCTOR: Ah, the Music Room. The heart of the house. Do you feel anything?

CLARA: No.

DOCTOR: Your pants are so on f*re.

CLARA walks further into the room until she is by the DOCTOR. The sonic isn't working properly so the DOCTOR taps it against his hand and blows on it.

CLARA: Do you feel like you're being watched?

DOCTOR: What does being watched feel like? Is it that funny tickly feeling on your neck?

CLARA: That's the chap. 

DOCTOR: Then, yes, a bit. Well, quite a big bit.

The DOCTOR puts away the sonic and walks towards the door, stopping just in front of it. CLARA hears a whoosh and turns around. The DOCTOR takes a step closer to the door and exhales. His breath can be seen. Creaking and scraping is heard.

CLARA: I think she's here.

The DOCTOR steps forward and exhales. Nothing. He steps back, exhales and sees his breath again.

DOCTOR: Cold spot. Spooky. (turns around) Cold... (steps forward) warm. (back) Cold... (right) warm... (back) cold... (left) warm... (back) cold... (towards door) warm... (back) cold.

A creaking is heard. The DOCTOR draws a chalk circle on the floor to mark the cold spot.

CLARA: Doctor? Doctor!

DOCTOR: What?

CLARA: I'm not happy.

DOCTOR: No.

The DOCTOR leaves the room while CLARA is looking the other way. She turns back and sees him leaving.

CLARA: Hey! (runs after the DOCTOR across the circle)

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

The needles on the machine start moving. ALEC looks over. It stops and starts again. He walks over and looks at the measurements.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

Steam rises from the chalk circle and the line disappears.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA are walking past a window when they hear a thudding.

CLARA: (whispers) What was that?

There are two more thuds. They both breathe out and it is visible. A gust of air blows out the candles. They look at each other, stunned.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

EMMA walks into the room.

ALEC: Does it seem colder?

ALEC looks at the thermometer and the mercury drops to zero.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

The DOCTOR blows on his hands and rubs them together as he and CLARA look at the window as it frosts.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

EMMA looks to the archway.

EMMA: She's coming.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

A loud thudding echoes.

CLARA: OK, what is that?

DOCTOR: (leans on elbow against wall) It's a very loud noise. It's a very loud, very angry noise.

CLARA: But what's making it?!

DOCTOR: I don't know. Are you making it?

There's another loud thud and, with a start, the DOCTOR rushes over to stand beside CLARA.

CLARA: Doctor? 

DOCTOR: Yes?

CLARA: I may be a teeny, tiny bit terrified. 

DOCTOR: Yes?

CLARA: But I'm still a grown-up.

DOCTOR: Mainly, yes, and...?

CLARA: There's no need to actually hold my hand.

The DOCTOR holds both hands out in front of him.

DOCTOR: Clara? 

CLARA: Yes?

DOCTOR: I'm not holding your hand.

They slowly look behind them, and, in a flash of lightning, see the outline of *something*. They scream and run.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA run down the stairs. ALEC looks over at them. A whirling dark dish materializes just as the DOCTOR reaches the bottom of the stairs. The DOCTOR takes out the sonic and scans.

DOCTOR: Has this happened before? 

ALEC: Never!

DOCTOR: Camera! Camera! (takes camera from ALEC'S unresisting hands)

The DOCTOR takes pictures of the spinning dish. It spins faster and cracks begin to form inside it. EMMA is still looking at the archway. She gasps and the figure appears in what seems to be a wood. There is an eerie, distorted shouting. CLARA turns her head and sees it as well.

CLARA: Doctor?!

The DOCTOR turns around and continues to take photos with the camera. EMMA is becoming overwhelmed with the contact to the figure.

GHOST: Help me!

EMMA collapses and ALEC catches her. There is a crash from upstairs and CLARA looks up.

CLARA: Doctor.

The DOCTOR, EMMA and ALEC follow CLARA'S gaze. The DOCTOR slowly walks up the stairs where a message glows on the wall: Help Me. It fades away and the spinning disc disappears.

LATER

CLARA pours a whisky for EMMA and one for herself before sitting down in that area beside the bar.

EMMA: (sips and makes a face) Ugh! I'd rather have a nice cup of tea.

CLARA: Me too. (stands and takes the glass from EMMA) Whisky's the 11th most disgusting thing ever invented.

EMMA puts her head on her hand and sighs.

INT. HOUSE, DARK ROOM, NIGHT

While ALEC develops the new photos, the DOCTOR looks at the ones clipped to string criss-crossing the room.

DOCTOR: I had a little peek at your records, back at the Ministry. You've certainly seen a thing or two in your time - disrupting U-Boat operations across the North Sea, sabotaging railway lines across Europe, Operation Gibbon, the one with the carrier pigeons - brilliant! I do love a carrier pigeon.

ALEC: I did my duty but then so did thousands of others - MILLIONS of others... I was just luck enough to come back.

The picture developing is of the DOCTOR with the ghost in the background.

DOCTOR: Yes but, how does that man, that w*r hero end up here, in a lonely old house, looking for ghosts?

ALEC: Because I k*lled... and I caused to have k*lled... I sent young men and women to their deaths... but here I am, still alive, and... it does tend to haunt you. Living, after so much of... the other thing.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

CLARA: So, you and Professor Palmer, have you ever... y'know?

EMMA: No.

CLARA: Why not? (picks up kettle) You do know how he feels about you, don't you? You of all people?

EMMA: I don't know. People like me... sometimes, we get our signals mixed up. We think people are feeling the way we want them to feel... you know, when they are special to us. When, really, there's nothing there.

CLARA: (hands EMMA cup) Oh, this is there.

EMMA: How do you know?

CLARA: Because it's obvious. It sticks out like a... big chin.

INT. HOUSE, DARK ROOM, NIGHT

ALEC: See, I was alone and unmarried and... I didn't mind dying. I mean, not for that cause. It was a very, very fine cause...defeating the enemy.

DOCTOR: And if you could contact them, what would you say?

ALEC: Well, I'd very much like to thank them. 

DOCTOR: Uh-huh. (takes photo from tray) Ping! (clips it up)

ALEC: What do you think she is?

DOCTOR: Not what I thought she'd be.

ALEC: What did you think she'd be? 

DOCTOR: Fun. Can I borrow your camera? (ALEC hands it to him) Ta. (leaves)

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

EMMA: What about you... and the Doctor?

CLARA: (sits with teacup) Oh, I don't think so.

EMMA: Good. 

CLARA: Sorry?

EMMA: Don't trust him... there's a sliver of ice in his heart.

DOCTOR: (O.C.) Clara!

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA run down the back of the steps in the rain. CLARA is huddled under her umbrella. They stop a few feet from the TARDIS. CLARA has her arm wrapped around the DOCTOR'S.

CLARA: (whispers) I've got this weird feeling it's looking at me. It doesn't like me.

DOCTOR: The TARDIS is like a cat - a bit slow to trust (runs to TARDIS) but you'll get there in the end. (goes inside)

CLARA looks back at the house before running to the TARDIS and knocks on the door.

INT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR hurries from the console to the door and opens it for CLARA. He heads back to the console. 

CLARA: (enters) Hey! (closes the door and looks around for a place to put the umbrella) You need a place to keep this.

DOCTOR: I've got one. (points) Or I had one... I think I had one. (starts looking around) Look around, see if you find it. Did I have one? Am I going mad? (sees CLARA shaking the umbrella and takes it from her) No, not in here! How do you expect her to like you? She's SOAKING wet! It's a health and safety nightmare. (sets umbrella on chair and goes back to console)

CLARA: (looks up at TARDIS ceiling and whispers) Sorry. 

The TARDIS seems to gurgle in response.

CLARA: (goes to console) So... where we going?

DOCTOR: Nowhere. We're staying right here. Right here, on this exact spot - if I can work out how to do it.

CLARA: So, when are we going?

DOCTOR: (laughs) Oh, that is good. That is top-notch.

CLARA and the DOCTOR high-five. The DOCTOR walks away.

CLARA: (leans against console) And the answer is...?

DOCTOR: (stops and spins) We're going always. (goes down steps)

CLARA: "We're going always."

DOCTOR: TOTALLY! 

The DOCTOR reaches up for something out of CLARA'S view.

CLARA: That's not actually a sentence.

DOCTOR: (comes back with orange spacesuit) Well, it's got a verb in it. What do you think? (holds it up and spins)

CLARA: Colour's a bit boisterous.

DOCTOR: I think it brings out my eyes.

CLARA: Makes my eyes hurt.

The DOCTOR drops his arms, dejected by CLARA'S comment.

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

The TARDIS dematerializes.

INT. HOUSE, NIGHT

ALEC and EMMA watch from a window.

ALEC: Did you see where he went? I could hear an engine but I can't see any lights.

There is a flash of lightning and behind them, in the next window, the ghost is reaching out to them.

EXT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR steps out of the TARDIS wearing the spacesuit. The surface of the planet is volcanic with a dark grey sky. He scans with the sonic before picking up the camera to take a few pictures.

INT. TARDIS

CLARA takes a step towards the door just as the DOCTOR bursts in, hands up. The door closes behind him. Steam rises from the suit.

DOCTOR: Back off! Hot suit! Hot, hot, hot! (walks to console)

CLARA: When are we?

DOCTOR: About six billion years ago. It's a Tuesday, I think. (flips a lever)

The DOCTOR and CLARA walk through a prehistoric jungle with large insects. The DOCTOR takes another photo.

EXT. HOUSE, DAY

It what appears to be the late Victoria era, the DOCTOR takes a photo of the back of the house.

INT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR is wearing the spacesuit once more.

DOCTOR: Back in a mo. (opens door and looks back at CLARA) Are you all right?

CLARA: Totally. Peachy keen.

DOCTOR: OK, then. Well, don't press any buttons or pull any levers, or make any funny faces. Actually, don't move. Stand completely still. Don't breathe. Well, you can breathe... but shallow breaths.

CLARA gives him a thumbs-up which he returns before stepping outside.

EXT. TARDIS

The surface of the planet is rocky and d*ad. The sun is large and near its end.

INT. TARDIS

CLARA watches the DOCTOR on the monitor.

EXT. TARDIS

The DOCTOR takes a photograph.

INT. TARDIS

CLARA sighs as she watches the DOCTOR head back. The door closes and the DOCTOR removes the helmet as he walks to the console. CLARA is still looking at the monitor.

DOCTOR: What's wrong? Did the TARDIS say something to you? (slaps the console) Are you being mean?

CLARA: No, it's not that. Have we just watched the entire life cycle of the Earth? Birth to death?

DOCTOR: Yes!

CLARA: And you're OK with that?

DOCTOR: Yes.

CLARA: How can you be?

DOCTOR: The TARDIS. She's... time. We... Wibbly vortex and so on.

CLARA: That's not what I mean. 

DOCTOR: OK...some help? Context? Cheat sheet? Something?

CLARA: I mean, one minute you're in 1974, looking for ghosts but all you have to do is open your eyes and talk to whoever's standing there. To you, I haven't been born yet... and to you, I've been d*ad 100 billion years. Is my body out there somewhere? In the ground?

DOCTOR: Yes, I suppose it is. (walks away from console but stops when CLARA starts talking)

CLARA: But here we are, talking. So I am a ghost. To you, I'm a ghost... we're all ghosts to you. We must be nothing.

DOCTOR: (turns around) No... no... you're not that. (starts down the stairs)

CLARA: (walks over) Then what are we? What can we possibly be?

DOCTOR: (turns around) You are the only mystery worth solving. (leaves to change)

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

The TARDIS materializes in the same spot.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

In a flash of lightning, we see a creature.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

There is a slide projector set up and the DOCTOR hands ALEC the slides from the photographs he had taken. CLARA looks at the photos on the board.

EMMA: (walks over) What's wrong?

CLARA: I just saw something I wish I hadn't.

EMMA: What did you see?

CLARA: That... everything ends. 

EMMA: No, not everything. Not love... (looks over at ALEC) not always.

DOCTOR: Right! Done! That's it, gather round, gather round. Roll up! Roll up! (uses sonic on projector) The Ghast of Caliburn House - never changing, trapped in a moment of fear and torment but what if she's not? What if she's just trapped somewhere time runs more slowly than it does here? What if a second to her was 100,000 years to us? And what if somebody has a magic box - a blue box, probably - what if said somebody could take a snapshot of her, say, every few million years? (the slides show the DOCTOR'S photos almost like stop-motion and reveal a young woman) She's not a ghost... but she's definitely a lost soul. (walks over to screen) Her name's Hila Tacorian. She's a pioneer, a time traveller - or at least she will be, in a few hundred years.

ALEC: Time travel's not possible. The paradoxes...

DOCTOR: Resolve themselves, by and large.

EMMA: How long has she been alone?

DOCTOR: Well, time travel's a funny old thing. I mean, from her perspective, she crash landed... (checks watch) three minutes ago.

EMMA: Crash landed? Where?

DOCTOR: She's in a pocket universe... a distorted echo of our own - they happen sometimes but never last for long. (blows up two balloons) Our universe (balloon in right hand) - Hila Tacorian's here, (balloon in left hand) in a pocket universe. You're a lantern, shining across the dimensions, guiding her home. Back to the land of the living. (brings balloons together then deflates them)

CLARA: But what's she running from?

DOCTOR: Well, that's the best bit. We don't know yet. Shall we see?

The DOCTOR uses the sonic to change the slide. EMMA turns to look at her smile vanishes. ALEC lowers his glasses and peers over them. CLARA and the DOCTOR look stunned. On the slide is the creature we have been catching glimpses of in the hallways.

DOCTOR: Oh.

CLARA: What is that?

DOCTOR: (quietly) I don't know. (normal) Still! (claps hands) Not to worry!

EMMA: So, what do we do?

DOCTOR: Not "we", you... (goes to EMMA) you save Hila Tacorian because you're Emma Grayling. You are the lantern - the rest of us are just along for the ride, I'm afraid. We need some sturdy rope and a blue crystal from Metebelis Three. Plus, some Kendal Mint Cake. (leaves)

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

The DOCTOR and CLARA run to the TARDIS and step inside.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

ALEC: (paces) Don't do it.

EMMA: I'm sorry? 

ALEC: Nobody asked her to risk her life. This woman. She doesn't deserve... Whoever she is - however brilliant, however brave, she's not you. She's not worth risking a single hair on your head. Not to me! (he can't look at EMMA)

EMMA: Tell me what I'm thinking.

ALEC: I can't. I don't have your gift.

EMMA: (steps closer) You don't need it... just look at me and tell me.

ALEC looks up and EMMA smiles at him. He smiles back.

EMMA: There you are, you read my mind.

INT. TARDIS

CLARA is up on the console level while the DOCTOR is working underneath.

CLARA: Can't you just... y'know? 

DOCTOR: What?

CLARA: Fly the TARDIS into the parallel universe? (sits with legs over the side)

DOCTOR: Ah, it's not a parallel universe. It's a POCKET universe. Plus, it is collapsing. (puts crystal in pocket and walks over to CLARA) I mean, the TARDIS could get in there, all right, but entropy would bleed her power sources, you see? Trap her there until the entire universe decayed back into the quantum foam. Which would take about three minutes, give or take, you know.

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

Bundled wires snake from the TARDIS to the house.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

The wires go from the door through to the music room. They are hooked to a tripod on top of which is the large object the DOCTOR slipped into his pocket from the TARDIS.

CLARA: (reaches out o touch) What is that?

DOCTOR: (slaps her hand away) A subset of the Eye of Harmony.

CLARA: I don't... 

DOCTOR: Of course you don't. Be weird if you did, I barely do myself. (to EMMA) Right, you, sit down. (puts a wire "crown" over her head, in the middle of which is a blue crystal) All the way... from Metebelis Three.

Around the perimeter of the room are a variety of clocks resting either on boxes or piles of books on chairs.

EMMA: What does it do?

DOCTOR: (uses the sonic on the clocks) It amplifies your natural abilities - like a microphone. Or a pooper-scooper!

The clocks start ticking.

ALEC: What exactly is this arrangement?

DOCTOR: A psychochronograph.

CLARA helps the DOCTOR into a harness.

ALEC: Forgive me, but isn't it all a bit, well... make-do and mend?

DOCTOR: Non-psychic technology won't work where I'm going. (buckles harness) All I need to do is dive into another dimension, find the traveller, help her escape the monster, get home before the entire dimension collapses and Bob's your uncle.

EMMA: Doctor? Will it hurt?

DOCTOR: (bends over) No. (straightens) Well, yes. Probably. A bit. Well, quite a lot. I don't know. It might be agony. To be perfectly honest, I'll be interested to find out.

The clocks continue ticking. EMMA looks over at ALEC who nods. EMMA looks back at the DOCTOR and takes a few deep breaths.

EMMA: (closes eyes) I'm talking to the lost soul that abides in this place. I'm speaking to Hila Tacorian.

The DOCTOR slowly picks up the end of the rope on the winch. Some clocks begin to go backwards while others speed forwards. EMMA breaths deeply before opening her eyes and looking straight ahead. There is an electronic whizzing and she gasps. At the other side of the room, the spinning disc has reappeared. The glass shatters and there is a bright light and high wind.

DOCTOR: (turns his head to ALEC and CLARA) See? The Witch of the Well! It's a wormhole! (hooks rope to harness) A reality well! A door to the echo universe! (to EMMA) Ready?

EMMA: READY!

The DOCTOR turns around, looks at the wormhole, cracks his neck and shrugs.

DOCTOR: Geronimo.

The DOCTOR runs and jumps into the wormhole.

DOCTOR: Wah...

CLARA, ALEC and EMMA can only watch.

INT. WORMHOLE

The DOCTOR clings to the rope as he travels/falls through the wormhole.

DOCTOR: Whoa...

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

The winch spins as the rope is pulled.

CLARA: Doctor!

ALEC holds CLARA back.

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR lands.

DOCTOR: Whoa!

He unbuckles the harness and takes it off, letting it drop to the ground. He then runs off to look for Hila. He skids to a stop at the literal edge of the universe. It looks light a giant floating island in a sea of stars. The wind howls around. The DOCTOR runs back into the woods.

DOCTOR: Hila! Hila! Hila Tacorian!

The DOCTOR comes to a sudden stop, aware that something else is there with him. There is a whooshing sound. The DOCTOR takes a couple of small steps as he hears a scampering sound. He walks slowly, looking about, trying to find the source.

DOCTOR: One... two... (closes eyes) three! (turns around quickly)

HILA: (O.C.) Help me! Help!

The DOCTOR runs and almost runs into HILA as she runs out of the fog.

DOCTOR: Ah! Hila Tacorian, I presume. (grabs her hand and starts to run)

HILA: (refuses to move) Who are you?

DOCTOR: (comes back) Collapsing universe. You and me, d*ad, two minutes. No time, complete sentences - abandon planet! (starts off)

HILA: Wait! There's something in the mist.

DOCTOR: Then run! Run!

The two run.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

EMMA watches the wormhole.

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR and HILA keep running.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

EMMA watches the wormhole.

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR and HILA keep running.

EMMA: (V.O.) Doctor, Doctor! Come home. Doctor, come home!

DOCTOR: Not that way. Which means... probably...

They turn back and keep running.

HILA: What's wrong? 

DOCTOR: You know that exit I mentioned?

HILA: Yes?

DOCTOR: I seem to have misplaced it.

They come to a stop as they hear scampering sounds. They back up against each other and turn, frightened. The DOCTOR puts his hands up to calm HILA. He looks around.

EMMA: (V.O.) Doctor!

DOCTOR: This way!

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

EMMA reaches a hand out towards the wormhole. ALEC still holds CLARA.

EMMA: DOCTOR... come home!

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

Something starts to appear in the mist ahead of them.

EMMA: (V.O.) Doctor, we're here!

DOCTOR: Whoa! 

The DOCTOR holds up a hand and they both stop. Ahead of them is Caliburn House.

HILA: What's that?

DOCTOR: An echo house, in an echo universe. Clever psychic, that is just top-notch.

The DOCTOR and HILA run for the house.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

EMMA reaches a hand out towards the wormhole. ALEC still holds CLARA.

EMMA: Doctor! 

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR and HILA keep running. As they get closer, we see the creature is following them.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

EMMA: Doctor! 

INT. HOUSE, FRONT HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR and HILA enter the house and slam the doors shut behind them. The DOCTOR locks them. Growling and snarling come from the other side. The DOCTOR puts his ear against the door.

DOCTOR: It's looking for a way in.

The beast rams the door on the other side causing the DOCTOR to jump back. He and HILA run for the music room.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

EMMA: I'm not strong enough!

CLARA: Just a few more seconds!

EMMA screams.

INT. HOUSE, STATUARY HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

DOCTOR: Grab the rope, give it three tugs! Quick as you like!

HILA: (puts on harness) What about you? 

DOCTOR: I'll be next. (takes off tie)

HILA tugs the rope as directed.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

ALEC and CLARA see the rope on the winch move. ALEC begins to crank the rope. CLARA keeps her eye on the wormhole, watching for the DOCTOR.

INT. HOUSE, STATUARY HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

HILA is pulled into the wormhole.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

ALEC continues to work the winch. HILA falls into the room with a cry.

INT. HOUSE, STATUARY HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR uses his tie on the door to keep it closed.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

The creature makes its way to the door.

INT. HOUSE, STATUARY HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR turns to head for the wormhole when he hears a familiar thudding as the creature bangs against the door.

DOCTOR: Ah! Oh, that's what that noise was! Lovely.

The DOCTOR continues towards the portal.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

With a gasp, EMMA falls from the chair to her knees. ALEC runs over to her.

INT. HOUSE, STATUARY HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

The portal dims.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

CLARA: No!

ALEC cradles EMMA.

INT. HOUSE, STATUARY HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

The portal disappears.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

CLARA runs to the spot where the wormhole was.

INT. HOUSE, STATUARY HALL, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR turns around slowly, knowing the creature is on the other side of the door. He takes one step…

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

…and finds himself alone in the woods. The house is gone. He hears the whooshing of the creature and looks around nervously. He kneels down and carefully picks up his bow tie without taking his eyes off the trees.

DOCTOR: Oh, dear.

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

The TARDIS stands, solitary, outside. The cloister bell tolls.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

CLARA whips her head around.

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR slowly stands.

DOCTOR: Oh... dear.

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

The cloister bell continues to toll.

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR hears the whooshing and looks around.

DOCTOR: Where are you?

The DOCTOR hears the creature and runs.

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

The cloister bell tolls.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

CLARA looks back to EMMA and ALEC.

CLARA: Wake up! (rushes over) WAKE UP! (kneels beside EMMA) Open the thing!

EMMA: (sobs into ALEC'S chest) I'm sorry. 

ALEC: Don't be sorry. Don't be. What you did... (strokes EMMA'S hair)

CLARA: Wasn't enough, she needs to do it again. 

ALEC: She can't. Look at her. 

CLARA: She HAS to! 

CLARA stares at ALEC, who in turns looks at the tired EMMA. No one does anything.

CLARA: (stands) We can't leave him. (runs from the room)

ALEC: (holds EMMA'S head between his hands) I know you feel that you can't do this, Emma, but... look at that woman over there. (looks over at HILA) You saved her. She's only here because of your strength and so am I.

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

CLARA runs out to the TARDIS and pulls on the handles to open.

CLARA: Oh, come ON! Let me in, you grumpy old cow!

There is an electronic buzzing and CLARA turns around to see a copy of herself standing there.

CLARA: Whoa!

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

ALEC: I was as lost as her... but being with you... you give me a reason to be, Emma. You brought me back from the d*ad.

ALEC helps EMMA stand. HILA stands as well. EMMA put the "crown" back on. The three of them then join hands. EMMA closes her eyes.

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

CLARA: What's this now?

The image of CLARA flickers. It is a projection.

TARDIS: The TARDIS Voice Visual Interface. I'm programmed to select the image of a person you esteem. Of several billion such images in my databanks, this one best meets the criterion.

CLARA: Oh, you are a cow. I knew it! Whatever. You have to help the Doctor.

TARDIS: The Doctor is in the pocket universe.

CLARA: You can enter the pocket universe.

TARDIS: The entropy would drain the energy from my heart. In four seconds, I'd be stranded. In ten, I'd be d*ad.

CLARA: You're talking but all I hear is, "Meh, meh, meh." Come on, let's go! (the projection disappears and she turns to the TARDIS and pounds on the door) Hey, hey, hey!

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

The trio stands, hands held. The crystal in the "crown" glows.

EMMA: Doctor? 

The disc appears and spins.

EMMA: Can you hear me? DOCTOR?!

EXT. HOUSE, NIGHT

CLARA pulls on the door handles of the TARDIS.

CLARA: Oh, come ON!

The door opens and CLARA smiles before hurrying inside.

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

The portal opens.

EMMA: Doctor? Can you hear me?

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR runs and stops, getting his bearings, before continuing on.

INT. VORTEX

The TARDIS spins through the vortex.

INT. TARDIS

CLARA holds on for dear life as the TARDIS tumbles.

CLARA: Ah! Whoa! WAH!

INT. HOUSE, PARLOUR, NIGHT

EMMA: Doctor...

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

EMMA: (V.O.) Doctor, we're here. Come home!

The house appears again and the DOCTOR heads for it.

DOCTOR: Emma?

The DOCTOR stops when he hears the whooshing and snarling. He spins around nervously. 

DOCTOR: What do you want? To frighten me, I suppose, eh? Because that's what you do. You hide... 

There is an eerie laughing.

DOCTOR: You're the bogeyman under the bed. Seeking whom you may devour. Ah! Ah. You want me to be afraid? Then well done. 

There is a rattling and we see the creature come out from behind a tree.

DOCTOR: I am the Doctor... and I am afraid!

INT. VORTEX

The TARDIS spins through the vortex.

CLARA: (V.O.) 'Wah!'

INT. TARDIS

CLARA clings to the console.

CLARA: Oh, oh! Whoa!

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

EMMA: Doctor... hurry!

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR looks around warily. We see the creature behind the DOCTOR, but it's gone when he turns around. The creature laughs.

DOCTOR: So why am I still here, huh? Why not just... eat me? Huh? Come on. Because you still need me! Yeah, you need me to piggyback you across. (laughs) To which I say... come on then, big boy... chase me.

The DOCTOR runs and the creature chases him. He makes for the edge but the beasts tackles him, knocking him to the ground.

DOCTOR: Ah!

On his back, the DOCTOR gets his first view of the beast. It looks like it's made of melted wax. It stands over his legs. At that moment, the TARDIS arrives in the sky.

CLARA: (V.O.) Woo-hoo! Woo!

The DOCTOR laughs as the TARDIS passes over them, knocking the creature backwards allowing the DOCTOR to get up. 

INT. TARDIS

CLARA clings to the console.

CLARA: Woo-hoo!

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The TARDIS swings back.

CLARA: (V.O.) Woo!

The DOCTOR runs towards the TARDIS and grabs hold as it passes.

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, DAY

EMMA screams in agony as she falls to her knees. The TARDIS materializes and the DOCTOR leans against it, panting. In front of it, EMMA gasps, HILA and ALEC on either side of her. The DOCTOR comes around from the side just as CLARA opens the door. They exchange a weak high-five. He sees EMMA and hurries over. The DOCTOR puts a hand on EMMA to see that she's OK. He straightens and looks outside the window and the sunlight streams in. He smiles.

EXT. HOUSE, DAY

The sun is shining brightly after a dismal night of rain. Birds are singing.

INT. HOUSE, FRONT HALL, DAY

CLARA is walking towards the front door, the DOCTOR following. EMMA comes up behind the DOCTOR. The DOCTOR leans against the door, arms crossed, and looks outside at ALEC, HILA and CLARA.

EMMA: You wanted a word?

DOCTOR: Well, if that's... 

EMMA: That's fine.

The DOCTOR uncrosses his arms, turns around and looks at EMMA.

EMMA: You didn't come here for the ghost, did you?

DOCTOR: No. 

EMMA: You came here for me.

DOCTOR: Yes. 

EMMA: Why?

DOCTOR: I needed to ask you something.

EMMA: Then ask. 

DOCTOR: Clara...

EMMA: Yes?

DOCTOR: (walks over to EMMA) What is she? 

EMMA: She's a girl.

DOCTOR: Yes, but what kind of girl? Specifically.

EMMA: She's a perfectly ordinary girl. Very pretty...

DOCTOR: Hmm.

EMMA: ..very clever... 

DOCTOR: (turns away) Hmm.

EMMA: More scared than she lets on.

DOCTOR: (stops at doorway) And that's it, is it?

EMMA: Why? Is that not enough?

EXT. HOUSE, DAY

ALEC stands outside the TARDIS, resting a hand on the door. The DOCTOR approaches with HILA and EMMA. EMMA hugs HILA and the DOCTOR hugs them both. CLARA pushes away from the column she had been leaning against.

EMMA: Where will you go?

HILA: He can't take me home. History says I went missing.

EMMA: But he can change history.

DOCTOR: No, no, no, I can't, actually. There are fixed points in time you see...

CLARA: (comes over) Hi. 

DOCTOR: What?

CLARA pulls the DOCTOR away.

HILA: I knew you were there... I could feel you.

EMMA: I know...

The DOCTOR takes a step forward but CLARA holds him back.

HILA: Have we...? 

EMMA: We can't have. You haven't even been born yet.

DOCTOR: (pulls away from CLARA) No, you can't have met but she can be your great- great-great-great-great-granddaughter. (ALEC joins them) Yours too, of course! But you'd guessed that already, hadn't you? Oh... apparently not.

ALEC: The paradoxes...

DOCTOR: Resolve themselves, by and large. That's why the psychic link was so powerful - blood calling to blood. Out of time. Not everything ends, eh? (slaps ALEC on the arm as he walks to the TARDIS) Not love. Not always.

ALEC: (follows DOCTOR) Doctor, what about, what about... us? Emma and me?

DOCTOR: What about you?

ALEC: Well, what's supposed to happen? I mean, what do we do now?

EMMA comes to stand beside ALEC.

DOCTOR: Hold hands... that's what you're meant to do. Keep doing that and don't let go. That's the secret.

The DOCTOR claps his hands and heads for the TARDIS. As he does, he remembers when he and CLARA were looking for the ghost.

CLARA: (V.O.) Doctor!

FLASHBACK MONTAGE

INT. HOUSE, MUSIC ROOM, NIGHT

CLARA: I'm not happy.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

As the DOCTOR and CLARA leave a particular hall, there is a snarling and scraping sound and a part of something can be seen in the shadows.

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

DOCTOR: Yeah, you need me to piggyback you across. 

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

DOCTOR: I'm not holding your hand.

INT. HOUSE, HALL, NIGHT

They slowly look behind them, and, in a flash of lightning, see the outline of *something*. They scream and run.

EXT. HOUSE, DAY

DOCTOR: (smacks forehead) I'm so... slow! (turns around) I am slow, I'm notorious for it, that's always been my problem, but I get there in the end. Oh, yes.

CLARA: Doctor? 

DOCTOR: How do sharks make babies?

CLARA: Carefully?

DOCTOR: No, no, no - happily!

CLARA: Sharks don't actually smile. They're just... Well, they've got lots and lots of teeth - they're quite eaty.

DOCTOR: Exactly! But birds do it, bees do it - even educated FLEAS do it. Every lonely monster needs a companion.

The DOCTOR runs to where he can see into the house.

CLARA: (follows) There's two of them?!

In the window can be seen one of the creatures.

DOCTOR: It's the oldest story in the universe - this one, or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events - w*r, politics, accidents in time. She's thrown out of the HEX, (puts his arm around CLARA'S shoulders) or he's thrown into it. Since then they've been yearning for each other across time and space - across dimensions - this isn't a ghost story, it's a... love story! (looks at CLARA, realizes what he's done and removes his arm) Sorry. (runs back to the others) Excuse me! Excuse me! Sorry to interrupt the rest of your life. (to EMMA) So... tiny favour to ask...

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The DOCTOR lands and takes off the harness. He runs through the woods.

DOCTOR: I'm sorry! I understand now! I can take you to her! I can take you to a safe place far away from here! You can be together! Well, come on then! She's WAITING!

The DOCTOR hears the snarling and turns around with a smile. The creature has a long twisted neck and the face is somewhat distorted, almost like it's decomposing.

DOCTOR: Well, hello again, you old Romeo, you! (hears the TARDIS) Now... here she comes.

INT. VORTEX

The TARDIS spins through the vortex.

CLARA: (V.O.) Ha-ha! Woo!

INT. TARDIS

CLARA clings to the console.

CLARA: Ah!

EXT. WOODS, POCKET UNIVERSE

The TARDIS come spinning through the sky.

CLARA: (V.O.) 'Woo!'

DOCTOR: Get ready to jump.
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