[after Ace takes drinks to a woman and her daughter, she unpins her bun to release a pony tail]
AAnnouncer
Would the emergency services please report to the docking bay to deal with an icing up. Thank you.
You were encouraging them. "Oh, ace! Oh, brill!"
WWoman
You girl. [Ace looks behind her] Yes, you, girl. Come here.
WWoman
This milkshake isn't adequately shaken.
That's how they come, missus.
WWoman
It's got lumps in it.
It's supposed to have lumps in it. That's the ice cream.
WWoman
But we don't want lumps. Shake it some more.
WWoman
[offended] I beg your pardon?
WWoman
I've never been so insulted...
Bet you've never had a milkshake tipped over your head, neither.
[Ace is as good as her word. the woman squeals as the milkshake is tipped onto her and Anderson the bar manager rushes to her]
AAnderson
I'm awfully sorry, Madam. [turns to Ace] That does it, you're fired!
I'm sorry. It won't happen again.
AAnderson
Get out! I've had enough of you!
I promise, it will never happen again!
AAnderson
Get out! You two, out!
AAnderson
Both of you, out!
AAnderson
You're troublemakers! Hooligans! [turns back to the woman] I do apologise for my staff. I do assure you, those milk shakes don't stain.
[Ace's last act is to tip a milkshake over Anderson's head, too]
[after the Doctor has a complicated discussion of metaphysics]
Not interrupting anything, am I?
BBelazs
[points her gun at him] What are you doing here?!
That's a very difficult question. Why is everyone around here so preoccupied with metaphysics?
GGlitz
I think she's going to kill us, Doctor.
[after Kane reveals his plans for revenge against his people]
But where will you find another home planet?
KKane
You're talking in riddles, Doctor. Proamnon is my home planet
Was your home planet. Take a look at your navigational equipment. It's fully operative now.
KKane
There must be something wrong.
Certainly not. Your entire people, your race was destroyed 1000 years after you were exiled.
KKane
No, no! It's not possible.
Look at the sun of Proamnon. When you left it was a cold red giant surrounded by freezing planets.
KKane
There's nothing there but a neutron star!
Your sun turned supernova 2000 years ago. The planets were engulfed in the explosion. Your people were annihilated, your planet obliterated. You're too late, Kane, for your revenge. You have no home. Time has flowed by.
[in a whisper] Ace doesn't have anywhere to go.
Nonsense, it's an idyllic place, Perivale! It's got lush green fields — a village blacksmith, um —
Doctor, she comes from the twentieth century!
[thinking of 20th century Perivale] Oh...
Ace! Where d'you think you're going?
Ah yes, but by which route? The direct route with Glitz? Or the scenic route? [Ace begins to smile] Well, do you fancy a quick trip around the twelve galaxies and then back to Perivale in time for tea?
[suddenly stern, he holds up three fingers] But there are three rules! One: I'm in charge.
Whatever you say, Professor!
[holding up two fingers] Two: I'm not 'the Professor', I'm the Doctor!
And the third... [he suddenly smiles] Well, I'll think up the third by the time we get back to Perivale. [they smile at each other]
[looking at an unmarked van with a rotating antenna] Strange...
Oi, Professor, can we get something to eat now?
[The Doctor bumps into her backpack]
You're not carrying any Nitro-9 explosives in there?
What do you make of that van?
No. Wrong type of aerial. And for this time period, that's a very sophisticated piece of equipment.
What's so sophisticated about that rig? I've seen better aerials on a CV.
GGGroup Captain Gilmore
Now perhaps, Doctor, you could tell me what is going on?
You must pull your men back now. It's their only chance.
It's preposterous. We can't disengage now. Whoever is in there, my men can handle it. Sergeant!
Listen to me, Brigadier...
Group Captain. Group Captain Gilmore!
Nothing you possess will be effective against what's in there!
Three men, rifle-grenades, even spread left right and centre. Fire on my command.
Group Captain, you're not dealing with human beings here.
What am I dealing with? Little green men?
No, little green blobs in bonded polycarbide armour.
SSergeant
Grenades are ready, sir.
Get on the radio. Call up Blue Four and Six. Tell Four to pick up an ambulance on the way.
It doesn't matter how many men you get here. It isn't going to make any difference.
Doctor, my men have just put three high-explosive grenades into a confined area. Nothing even remotely human could have survived that.
That's the point group, Group Captain: it isn't even remotely human.
[A single Dalek emerges, opening fire on the assembled RAF troops]
Aim for the eyepiece! Ace, give me some of that Nitro-9 that you're not carrying! Quickly. [takes two cans of Nitro-9 from Ace's backpack] And another!
I should hope so, too! How long, the fuze?
Oh, Daleks, where are they from?
From Skaro, at least originally. They're the mutated remains of a species called the Kaleds. Left here.
No left, you missed the turning!
Why don't you concentrate on where you're going?!
Look, I'm doing the best I can! If you don't like it, you drive!
[the two somehow change seats as the van goes under a bridge, much to Ace's confusion]
The Kaleds were at war with the Thals. They had a dirty nuclear war. The resulting mutations were then accelerated by their chief scientist, Davros. What he created he then placed in a metal war machine, and that's how the Daleks came about.
So that metal thing had a creature inside controlling it?
Exactly. And ever since the Daleks were created, they've tried to conquer and enslave as much as the universe as they can get their grubby little protuberances on.
And now they want to conquer the Earth.
Nothing so mundane. They conquer the Earth in the 22nd century. No. They want the Hand of Omega.
One thing at a time, Ace.
