Why Do You Trust Him?

The Designated Survivor : 

So, where'd you pick this one up, then? 


 

ROSE: 

Doctor. 

 


JACK: 

She was hanging from a barrage balloon, 

I had an invisible spaceship. 

I never stood a chance. 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

Okay. One, we've got to get out of here. 

Two, we can't get out of here. 

Have I missed anything? 




ROSE: 

Yeah. Jack just disappeared.

ROSE: 

Okay, so he's vanished into thin air. 

Why is it always the great looking ones who do that? 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

I'm making an effort not to be insulted. 

 


ROSE: 

I mean, men. 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

Okay, thanks, that really helped. 

 


(The radio crackles into life.) 

 


JACK: 

Rose? Doctor? 

Can you hear me? 

I'm back on My Ship.

 

[Jack's spaceship]

 

JACK: 

Used the emergency teleport. 

Sorry I couldn't take you.

 

It's security-keyed to my molecular structure.

 

 

I'm working on it. Hang in there. 

 


The Designated Survivor: 

How're you speaking to us? 


 

JACK : 

Om-Com. I can call anything with a speaker grill. 
 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

Now there's a coincidence. 


 

JACK [OC]: 

What is? 

 


The Designated Survivor: 

The Child can Om-Com, too. 


 

ROSE: 

He can? 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

Anything with a speaker grill. 

Even The TARDIS' phone. 


 

ROSE: 

What, you mean The Child can phone us? 


 

CHILD [OC]: 

And I can hear you. 

Coming to find you. 

Coming to find you.

 

JACK: 

Doctor, can you hear that? 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

Loud and clear. 

 


JACK: 

I'll try to block out The Signal. Least I can do.

 

CHILD [OC]: 

Coming to find you, mummy.

 

JACK: 

Remember this one, Rose?

[Storeroom]

(Moonlight Serenade comes through the radio.) 


 

ROSE: 

Our Song. 


 

(
A little later, Rose is relaxing in a wheelchair while The Doctor is at the barred window with the ever-versatile sonic screwdriver.) 


 

Tyler : 

What you doing? 

 

 The Designated Survivor: 

Trying to set up a resonation pattern in the concrete, 

loosen the bars. 

 

Tyler : 

You don't think he's coming back, do you? 

 

 The Designated Survivor: 

Wouldn't bet My Life. 

 


Tyler : 

Why don't you Trust him? 


 

The Designated Survivor : 

Why do you? 

 

ROSE Tyler : 

He Saved My Life --

Bloke-wise, that's up there with flossing. 

I Trust Him because 

He's Like You. 

Except, with 

Dating, and Dancing. 

 

What? 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

You just assume I'm 
--

 

ROSE Tyler : 

What? 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

You just assume that I don't Dance. 

 

Tyler : 

What, are you telling me you do dance? 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

Nine hundred years old, me. I've been around a bit. 

I think you can assume at some point I've danced. 


 

ROSE:  

You?!

The Designated Survivor: 

Problem? 


 

ROSE: 

Doesn't The Universe implode 

or something if you dance? 


 

The Designated Survivor

Well, I've got The Moves 

but I wouldn't want to boast. 

 


(Rose turns up the volume on the radio. It is still Moonlight Serenade.) 


 

ROSE: 

You've got The Moves...? 

Show me Your Moves.

 

The Designated Survivor : 

Rose, I'm trying to resonate concrete. 




ROSE: 

Jack'll be back. 

He'll get us out. 

 

So come on --

The World doesn't End 

because The Doctor dances. 


 

(Rose holds out her hands, and the Doctor looks at her palms.) 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

Barrage balloon? 


 

ROSE: 

What? 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

You were hanging from a barrage balloon. 

 


ROSE: 

Oh, yeah. About two minutes after you left me. 

Thousands of feet above London, 

middle of a German air-raid, 

Union Jack all over My Chest. 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

I've travelled with a lot of people, 

but you're setting new records for jeopardy friendly. 


 

ROSE: 

Is this You, Dancing? 

Because, I've got notes. 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

Hanging from a rope thousands feet above London. 

Not a cut, not a bruise. 


 

ROSE: 

Yeah, I know. 

Captain Jack fixed me up. 

 

The Designated Survivor : 

Oh, we're calling him 

Captain Jack now, are we? 

 


ROSE: 

Well, His Name's Jack 

and He's a Captain. 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

He's not really a Captain, Rose. 


 

ROSE: 

Do you know what I think? 

I think you're experiencing 

Captain envy. 

You'll find your feet at the end of your legs. 

You may care to move them. 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

If ever he was a Captain, 

he's been defrocked. 

 


ROSE: 

Yeah? Shame I missed that.

 

[Jack's spaceship]

JACK: 

Actually, I quit. 

Nobody takes my frock. 

Most people notice when they've been teleported. 

You guys are so sweet. 

Sorry about the delay. 

I had to take the nav-com offline to override the teleport security. 

 

The Designated Survivor: 

You can spend ten minutes overriding your own protocols? 

Maybe you should remember whose ship it is. 

 


JACK: 

Oh, I do. She was gorgeous. 

Like I told her, 'Be Back in Five Minutes.' 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

This is a Chula ship. 

 


JACK:

 Yeah, just like that medical transporter. 

Only this one is dangerous. 

 


(The Doctor snaps his fingers and the golden glow envelopes his hands.) 


 

ROSE: 

They're what fixed my hands up Jack called them er 
--

 

The Designated Survivor: 

Nanobots? Nanogenes. 


 

ROSE: 

Nanogenes, yeah.

 


The Designated Survivor : 

Sub-atomic robots. There's millions of them in here, see? 

Burned my hand on the console when we landed. 

All better now. 

 

They activate when the bulk head's sealed. 

Check you out for damage, fix any physical flaws. 

Take us to the crash site. 

I need to see your space junk. 


 

JACK: 

As soon as I get the nav-com back online. 

Make yourself comfortable. 

Carry on with whatever it was you were doing. 


 

The Designated Survivor: 

We were talking about Dancing. 

 


JACK: 

It didn't look like Talking. 


 

ROSE: 

It didn't feel like Dancing.