Wise men have regarded
The Earth as A Tragedy,
A Farce, even An Illusionist's Trick;
but all, if they are truly wise and not
merely intellectual rapists, recognise that
it is certainly some kind of stage
in which we all play roles, most of us being
very poorly coached and totally unrehearsed
before The Curtain rises.
Is it too much if I ask, tentatively, that
we agree to look upon it as A Circus,
a touring carnival wandering about The Sun
for a record season of four billion years
and producing new monsters and miracles,
hoaxes and bloody mishaps, wonders and blunders,
but never quite entertaining The Customers
well enough to prevent them from leaving,
one by one, and returning to their homes
for a long and bored Winter's
sleep under The Dust?
Then, say, for a while at least, that
I have found an identity as Ringmaster;
but that crown sits uneasily
on my head (if I have a head) and
I must warn you that the troupe is small
for a universe this size and
many of us have to double or triple
our stints, so you can expect me
back in many other guises.
Indeed do many things come to pass.
Time’s Champion :
The Climax of My Act, Gods of Ragnarok,
requires something you do not
possess in great abundance.
That is, Imagination.
And it starts, with
A Piece of Metal.
This Piece of Metal once belonged, to A Sword,
and that sword, belonged to A Gladiator.
(The Doctor throws the piece of metal into the air,
where it transforms into A Gladius, and then
A Broadsword drops into His Hand.)
And that gladiator fought and died
in this ring to entertain you.
I have fed you enough, Gods of Ragnarok; and
You found what I have to offer indigestible.
So, I have taken myself
off The Menu.
La comedia e finita.
DAD:
We command you.
MUM:
You cannot stop.
Time’s Champion :
I already have.
DAD:
Then you will die.
Time’s Champion :
Probably not.
It's all a matter of Timing,
don't you know --
(The Doctor points the sword to the ground.)
[Stone chamber]
ACE:
Oi, sarcophagus face!
(The Captain turns and Mags kicks the medallion out of his hand and into the well.
It lands on the sword and the Doctor uses it to reflect the Gods' laser bolts back at them.
The Eye in the well grows.)
