You're treating us like children.
Am I..? The Children of My Civilisation
would be insulted!
...have you ever thought what it would be like,
to be wanderers in The Fourth Dimension... have you?
To be exiles....
...Susan, and I are cut off
from Our Own Planet,
without Friends or Protection --
But one day....
we shall get back....
Yes, one day...
One day....
Odin has Many Names.
He is The All-Father,
The Lord of The Slain,
The Gallows God.
He is The God of Cargoes
and of Prisoners.
He is called Grimnir and Third.
He has different names in every country
(for He is worshipped in different forms and in many tongues,
but it is always Odin They worship).
He travels from place to place in disguise,
to See The World as PEOPLE See it.
When He walks among Us,
He does so as A Tall Man,
wearing A Cloak and Hat.
Previously on Doctor Who….
709 episodes ago...
Old Grandfather:
Quite an Arctic storm blowing out there. Hmm!
Come along, Polly,
my child, with my cloak.
POLLY:
Hey, Doctor, you've got the most fantastic wardrobe.
Old Grandfather:
Yes. We don't know what we're in for outside there.
Pretty soon we shall be having visitors.
[Tracking station]
(Later in the story - to a Cyberman.)
POLLY:
But you're different.
You've got no feelings.
CyberLeader KRAIL:
i dO NoT UnDeRsTaNd tHaT WoRd.
Old Grandfather:
Emotions — Love, Pride, Hate, Fear.
Have you no emotions, sir?
(Later, at the start of part 4, The First Doctor's hand is glowing gold in a complete remake of the missing video.)
POLLY:
What's happened to you, Doctor?
Old Grandfather:
…unless this old body of mine is wearing a bit thin.
[Cybership]
(At the end of the story.)
BEN:
Doctor! Wakey, wakey,
it's all over now!
(Polly and Ben free the Doctor from the cage.)
Old Grandfather:
No. It’s not all over.
It's far from being all over.
BEN:
What are you talking about?
Old Grandfather:
I must get back
to The TARDIS.
A long time ago,
at The South Pole
The Doctor refused to regenerate...
[Antarctica]
Old Grandfather:
I can't go through with it.
I will fight it. I will not change.
Dr. Disco :
Hello? Is someone there? Hello?
...twice.
(And into the end of The Doctor Falls, but from the 1st Doctor's point of view.)
Old Grandfather:
Who is that?
Dr. Disco :
I'm The Doctor.
Old Grandfather:
Oh, I don't think so.
No. Dear me, no.
You may be a Doctor,
but I am The Doctor.
The Original, you might say.
(The Doctor gets to his feet.)
Dr. Disco :
You. How can it be you?
Old Grandfather:
Do I know you, sir?
Dr. Disco :
This is The South Pole.
We're at The South Pole.
Old Grandfather:
Of course we are.
Don't you know that?
Dr. Disco:
This is where it happened.
Old Grandfather:
Where what happened?
Dr. Disco:
This is it. The very first time that I,
well, You, We regenerated.
You're mid-regeneration, aren't you?
Your face, it's all over the place,
but you're trying to hold it back.
Old Grandfather:
What do you know of regeneration?
Are you a Time Lord?
Dr. Disco:
You know who I am. You must.
Old Grandfather:
Hmm. Have you come
to take The Ship back?
Dr. Disco :
The Ship. You still call it
A Ship.
Old Grandfather:
Oh dear, what have you done to it?
Dr. Disco:
Nothing.
Old Grandfather:
(walking around the Tardis)
The Windows.
Dr. Disco:
I don't remember this….
Old Grandfather:
They're the wrong size.
The colour.
Dr. Disco:
I don't remember
trying not to Change.
Old Grandfather:
I'm sure it's changed.
Dr. Disco:
Not back then.
Old Grandfather:
Look at it. It seems to have expanded.
Dr. Disco:
Well, it's all those years
of bigger on the inside,
You try sucking your tummy in that long.
Why are you trying not to regenerate?
Old Grandfather:
I have the courage
and the right
to live and die
as myself.
Dr. Disco:
Too late, it's started.
A few minutes ago, you were weak as a kitten, right? Now you're fine.
We're in A State of Grace, both of us,
but it won't last long.
We have A Choice :
Either We Change and Go On,
or We Die as We Are.
But if you, if you die here,
if Your Future never happens,
if you don't do the things that
you are supposed to do,
the consequences could be...
Stand up Straight
with Your Shoulders Back.
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