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Wednesday, 28 November 2018

You’re Built Over LOT of Death




RYAN: 
So, today I want to talk about the greatest woman I ever met. 

Smart, funny, caring. 

Proper special. 

My nan. 

Because... she died.

[Ryan's bedroom]

RYAN: 
First me mum six years ago, and now me nan. 
It's like the best people get taken first. 

I had a lot to learn from her and I were looking forward to that. 

She died like she lived, trying to help other people. 

I love you, Nan, and tomorrow I'm going out there for you.

[Moors]

(Amazingly, the bike is still rideable - but Ryan still keeps falling off, bless.

RYAN: 
Three, two, one... 

(The Doctor watches from a distance as Ryan keeps trying and falling and trying again.)

[Chapel]
 
The Woman :
What time did your dad say he'd get here? 

RYAN: 
Two hours ago. 

The Woman :
If he said he'll come... 

RYAN: 
He says a lot of things. 
He's never been the best at being reliable. 
I mean, how can he not be here? 

She's his mum. 

She would've wanted him here. 

I want him here. 

(The memorial service has started.

GRAHAM: 
Lots of you knew Grace longer than me, so I can't stand here and pretend to know everything about her. 

I wasn't her first husband, but she said I would do for a second attempt. 

I can only tell you about the Grace I met, when I thought I didn't have much time left. 

The... the Grace that showed me life had more to offer, and... 

And I know if she was here now, she'd tell us not to be so sad. 

You see, I can hear her saying to me, Graham, we had three glorious years, what're you complaining about? 

I'm complaining because I wanted more. 

You see, Grace was a better person than I could ever be. 

And I should have gone and... 
Grace should still be here.

[Outside Ryan's home]

The Woman :
What did you mean in your speech, you thought you'd run out of time? 

GRAHAM:
Oh, well, er, I had cancer and er...
Well, strictly speaking, I'm still in remission, three years gone.
And Grace was my chemo nurse.

That's where we met and fell in love. 

So by rights, I shouldn't even be here. 

YASMIN:
Have you got family?

The Woman :
No. Lost them a long time ago. 

RYAN: 
How do you cope with that?


The Woman :
I carry them with Me. 
What they would've thought and said and done. 
I make them a part of Who I Am. 

So even though they're gone from The World, 
they're never gone from Me. 

GRAHAM: 
That's the sort of thing Grace would have said.






(Everyone is asleep except Victoria, who has the gun. The Doctor yawns and Victoria turns the weapon on him. He raises his arms in surrender.)

The Cosmic Hobo :
I'm on your side, remember? 
Hey, why didn't you wake me? 
I should have been on watch half an hour ago.

VICTORIA: 
I thought you should rest. 
 
The Cosmic Hobo :
Why me?
VICTORIA: 
No reason really.
 
The Cosmic Hobo :
Oh, I think I know. 
Is it because I'm...
VICTORIA : 
Well, if you are 450 years old, 
you need a great deal of sleep.
 
The Cosmic Hobo :
Well that's very considerate of you, Victoria
but between you and me, 
I'm really quite lively actually, all things being considered.

(The Doctor takes the gun.)


The Cosmic Hobo :
Are you happy with us, Victoria?
VICTORIA:
Yes, I am. At least, I would be if my father were here.
 
The Cosmic Hobo :
Yes, I know, I know.
VICTORIA: 
I wonder what he would have thought if he could see me now.
 
The Cosmic Hobo :
You miss him very much, don't you?
VICTORIA: 
It's only when I close my eyes. 
I can still see him standing there, before those horrible Dalek creatures came to the house. 

He was a very kind man, 
I shall never forget him. Never.


The Cosmic Hobo :
No, of course you won't. 
But, you know, the memory of him won't always be a sad one.
VICTORIA: 
I think it will. 
You can't understand, being so ancient.
 
The Cosmic Hobo :
Eh?
VICTORIA: 
I mean old.
 
The Cosmic Hobo :
Oh.
VICTORIA: 
You probably can't remember your family.
 
The Cosmic Hobo :
Oh yes, I can when I want to. 
And that's the point, really. 
I have to really want to, to bring them back in front of my eyes. 




The Cosmic Hobo :
The rest of the time they sleep in my mind, and I forget. 

And so will you. 
Oh yes, you will. 

You'll find there's so much else to think about. 

So remember, our lives are different to anybody else's. 

That's the exciting thing. 
There's nobody in the universe can do what we're doing. 

You must get some sleep and let this poor old man stay awake.