Journey, The Blue Soldier

JOURNEY: 

I'm Lieutenant Journey Blue of the Combined Galactic Resistance. 

I demand you take me back to my command ship, the Aristotle, which is currently located -

Attack Eyebrows : 

No. Hey, not like that. 

JOURNEY: 

You will take me back to my command ship, which is currently positioned -

Attack Eyebrows : 

No, no. Come on. 

Not like that. Not like that. 

Get it right

(Journey lowers her gun.)

JOURNEY: 

.....Will you take me back to my ship? 

....Please? 

Attack Eyebrows : 

The Aristotle's the big fella parked in the asteroid belt, yeah? 

(The Doctor sets the TARDIS moving.)

JOURNEY: 

It's shielded.

Attack Eyebrows : 

More or less. 

(The Aristotle is hiding by one edge of a long thin asteroid. Journey opens the Tardis door.)

Attack Eyebrows : 

Dry your eyes, Journey Blue. 

Crying's for civilians. 

It's how we communicate with you lot. 

*****

JOURNEY: 

These are nanocontrollers. 

Once we're miniaturised, they take over the molecular compression. 

When the mission's over, hit the button. 

(Journey puts the bracelet on Clara's wrist.)

JOURNEY: 

Are you sure you understand?

CLARA: 

Why wouldn't I? 

JOURNEY: 

Because this is a dangerous mission 
and you look like a school teacher. 

CLARA: 

I am a school teacher -

Still didn't catch your name. 

JOURNEY: 

Journey Blue. 

CLARA: 

Blue? 

JOURNEY: 

Blue, yes. 

Problem? 

CLARA: 

No. Er, I just met a soldier called Pink. 

JOURNEY: 

Lucky fella. 

CLARA: 

Lucky? 

JOURNEY: 

From the way you smile. 

CLARA: 

So, er, who makes you smile 
or is nobody up to the job? 

JOURNEY: 

My Brother. 

But he burned to death a couple of hours ago, so he's really letting me down today. 

Excuse me. 

Attack Eyebrows : 

What are those ones for? 

I don't need armed baby-sitters. 

GRETCHEN: 

We're not baby-sitters.

ROSS: 

We're here to shoot you dead if you turn out to be a Dalek spy. 

Attack Eyebrows : 

Well, that's a relief. 

I hate baby-sitters. 

JOURNEY: 

Okay, listen up. 

Now, remember, do not hold your breath when the nanoscaler engages. 

You'll feel like you want to, but you must keep breathing normally during the miniaturisation process. 

CLARA: 

Why? 

Attack Eyebrows: 

Ever microwaved a lasagne without pricking the film on top? 

CLARA: 

It explodes. 

Attack Eyebrows: 

Don't be lasagne. 

MORGAN: 

Nanoscaler engaging in five four three two. 
Nanoscaler engaging now. 

COMPUTER: 

Nanoscaling in progress. 

(A crossbeam passes back and forth over chamber id AR-O13-AR-F74 until it shrinks with a bump.)

COMPUTER: 

Nanoscaling complete. 

MORGAN: 

Nanoscaling successful. 
Everyone okay in there? 

(The chamber is carefully picked up with a pair of tweezers.)

JOURNEY Blue :

We made it. 

Nobody popped. 

Danny, The Pink Soldier

DANNY,

The Pink Soldier : 

There's a bit more to modern soldiering than just shooting people. 

I like to think there's a moral dimension. 

CLARA: 

Ah, you shoot people then cry about it afterwards? 

QUINTUS = ‘FIVE’ = GRACE

GRACE :

A People Should Know When They’re Conquered.

Maximus Decimus Meridius 

The Pink Soldier :

Would You, Quintus?

Would I?

Soil?

The Elder :

No, I’m fine, Ta.

Maximus Decimus Meridius 

The Pink Soldier :

Strength+Honour

SECRETARY: 

So, Mister Pink, did you have a good weekend? 

DANNY

The Pink Soldier : 

Yeah, I did, thanks. 

SECRETARY: 

Yeah, I'll bet you did. 

What did you get up to? 

DANNY

The Pink Soldier : 

Er, you know. 

A bit of reading. 

SECRETARY: 

Oh, I bet you were reading. 

DANNY

The Pink Soldier : 

I was, yeah. 

SECRETARY:

 Yeah, I bet you were. 

DANNY

The Pink Soldier : 

Well, yeah, I was. 

SECRETARY:

 I know your type. 

(A schoolgirl, The Damsel, is listening at the public counter.)

COURTNEY,

The Damsel : 

She wishes. 

SECRETARY: 

Be quiet, you. 

[Maths classroom]

DANNY: 

So that's all the questions on page 32, 
except the last one, and then everything on page 33. 

All that in for Thursday. Any questions? 

FLEMING: 

Sir? Have you ever killed a man? 

(Groans from the rest of the class.)

DANNY: 
I was a soldier. 
There were other soldiers 
and some of them weren't on our side. 
I shall leave the rest to your imagination. 
And, please, think of another question? 

FLEMING: 
Okay. Have you ever killed anyone who wasn't a soldier? 

DANNY: 

Just to repeat, that's all the questions on page 32, except the last one, and then everything on page 33. 
All that in for Thursday. Is everyone clear? 

CLASS: 

Yes, sir.

(The class watch a lone tear roll down Danny's cheek.)

[Staff room]

(The staff are putting on their coats to leave. Clara is discussing timetables with the headmaster.)

CLARA: 

Fine, I'll take that class and then, they can do some of the test. 

ARMITAGE: 

I know. Oh, Clara, you've not met Danny Pink yet? 

New fella, maths. Danny? 

Clara Oswald. 

CLARA: 

Hey.

ARMITAGE: 

English. 

DANNY: 

Hey, nice to meet you. 

CLARA: 

You too. 

ARMITAGE: 

Want to watch yourself around him. 

Bit of a lady-killer, but always denies it. 

DANNY: 

I am not a lady-killer. 

ARMITAGE: 

See what I mean?

Oh, Beth, can I have a word? 

BETH [OC]: 

Yeah, yeah, sure. 

CLARA: 

Er, was it you that I saw outside doing the soldiery thing? 

DANNY: 

Ah yeah, probably. 

The Coal Hill Cadets. Just a bit of fun. 

CLARA: 

What, teaching them how to shoot people? 

DANNY: 

There's a bit more to modern soldiering than just shooting people. 

I like to think there's a moral dimension. 

CLARA: 

Ah, you shoot people then cry about it afterwards? 

DANNY: 

Ah. 

CLARA: 

Something wrong? 

DANNY: 

Nothing, no. Sorry, no, nothing. 

I just. I didn't think they'd say anything, that's all. 

CLARA: 

Sorry? 

DANNY: 

Have they told everyone? 

CLARA: 

No, no, no. 

As far as I know, nobody has told anybody anything. 

What are you talking about? 

DANNY: 

Why did you just say the crying thing? 

CLARA: 

I was being funny. 

DANNY: 

Why? 

CLARA: 

I just do that. 

DANNY: 

Why? 

CLARA: 

I don't know. 

DANNY: 

Anyway I, er, 
I've left some stuff in my class. 

CLARA: 
Okay, see you. 

DANNY: 

See you. 

CLARA: 

Er, are you going to the, er, leaving thing tonight for Cathy? 

DANNY: 

Um. 

[Maths classroom]

DANNY: 

Yeah. I wasn't going, but I am now, because you're going to be there, and suddenly it seems like the best idea ever. 

[Staff room]

DANNY: 

No, I'm not. 

CLARA: 

Oh, okay, never mind. 

DANNY: 

Good night. 

CLARA: 

Change your mind. 

DANNY: 

Excuse me? 

CLARA: 

I'm going. Er, I'll give you a lift. 

Why not? 

[Maths classroom]

DANNY: 

Actually, now that you mention it, seems like the best plan ever.

 Thank you. 

[Staff room]

DANNY: 

No, I've got some reading. 

CLARA: 

Ah, okay. Maybe some other time, then? 

[Maths classroom]

DANNY: 

Thank you!

(He bangs his forehead on his desk.) 

CLARA: 

Ahem. 

Is the wooden sound you or or the desk? 

DANNY: 

How long have you been there? 

CLARA: 

Longer than you would like. 

DANNY: 

Okay. 

CLARA: 

Are you going to look that terrified when you take me out for a drink? 

DANNY: 

I, I absolutely promise I won't. 

CLARA: 

Play your cards right and you might.



Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes — 
men who despise you — 
enslave you — who regiment your lives — 
tell you what to do — what to think or what to feel! 
Who drill you, diet you, 
treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. 

Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men — 
machine-men with machine minds 
and machine hearts! 

You are not machines! 
You are not cattle! 
You are men! 

You have the love of humanity in your hearts. 
You don't hate! Only the unloved hate — 
The unloved and the unnatural! 


Soldiers! 
Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! 

In the 17th Chapter of St. Luke it is written: 
"the Kingdom of God is within Man" — 
not one man nor a group of men, 
but in all men! In you! 

You, the people have the power — 
The power to create machines. 
The power to create happiness! 

You, the people, have the power 
to make this life free and beautiful, 
to make this life a wonderful adventure.