Into the Dalek transcript (Doctor Who S8E2)

Rush transcript of "Into the Dalek", the second episode of the eighth season of Doctor Who. I will improve upon it and add notes on scene, action, etc later.

(We are in space. A PILOT is flying her ship through an asteroid field away from a larger DALEK ship.)

PILOT (JOURNEY):

Aristotle, this is Wasp Delta, do you hear me?

(to her unconscious companion:) Stay with me, Kai, stay with me, please!

Aristotle, we have been hit! Major damage. Aristotle! Aristotle, the enemy are right on top of us!

(to her companion right before their ship is hit:) I'm sorry!

DALEK (pursuing the Wasp):

Exterminate!

(The DALEKS blow up the Wasp. JOURNEY screams... but finds herself still alive, staring up at the levers and rotating top of the TARDIS control console.)

DOCTOR (none too concerned; examining her the way a scientist examines an unremarkable specimen):

You'll probably feel a bit sick. Please, don't be.

JOURNEY (confused, coming to her feet and picking up her gun):

Where's my brother?

DOCTOR (holding a tray with two cups of coffee):

Hello, I'm the Doctor...

JOURNEY (beginning to cry a little; looking around):

He was right beside me.

Where's Kai?

How did I get here?

DOCTOR (a bit impatient):

I materialised a time capsule exactly around you and saved your life one second before your ship exploded, but do please keep crying...

JOURNEY (a bit angry):

My brother just died!

DOCTOR (as JOURNEY points a gun at him):

His sister didn't; you're very welcome! Put the gun down.

JOURNEY:

Or what?

DOCTOR:

Or you might shoot me, and then where will you be?

JOURNEY

In charge of your vessel.

DOCTOR:

You'd starve to death trying to find the light switch. Who are you?

JOURNEY (thinking the question over, deciding to answer):

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...

DOCTOR:

No! Hey, not like that!

JOURNEY:

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

DOCTOR:

No, no, come on, not like that, not like that. Get it right!

JOURNEY (hesitant):

Will you take me back to my ship...
(The DOCTOR makes a gesture with his hand to prompt her:) ...please?

DOCTOR (smiling briefly; still nonchalant):

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

JOURNEY:

It's shielded.

DOCTOR (flipping a switch):

More or less.

(The DOCTOR moves to the door and opens it.) Dry your eyes, Journey Blue. Crying is for civilians.

[It's] how we communicate with you lot.

JOURNEY (following the DOCTOR out of the TARDIS and looking back at it):

But... it's smaller on the outside.

DOCTOR:

Yeah, it's a bit more exciting when you go the other way.

(observing his surroundings:) This isn't a battleship. Medical insignia? It's a hospital.

SOLDIER (UNCLE, approaching with other SOLDIERS):

We don't need hospitals now.

The Daleks don't leave any wounded,

and we don't take any prisoners.

DOCTOR (noticing the unfriendly attitude of the SOLDIERS):

I saved your little friend here, if that's in any way relevant to mention.

JOURNEY:

That's true, sir. He did.

UNCLE:

Thank you.

DOCTOR:

You're welcome. I wish I could've done more.

UNCLE:

Then you should have.

DOCTOR:

Okay...

UNCLE:

But you did save Journey, and for that I am personally grateful.

DOCTOR:

Well...

UNCLE:

However, the security on this base is absolute, so we're still going to kill you.

DOCTOR:

Oh, it's a roller coaster with you, isn't it?

UNCLE (to the other SOLDIERS):

Shoot him, bag him and throw him outside.

JOURNEY:

No, stop...

UNCLE:

I'm sorry, he might be a duplicate.

JOURNEY:

He's a doctor.

And we have a patient.
Don't we, Uncle?

(UNCLE relents. The group begins to make its way through the hospital.)

DOCTOR:

Why does a hospital need a doctor?

UNCLE:

The Aristotle wasn't always hidden.

The Daleks got here before us.

JOURNEY:

You don't like soldiers much, do you?

DOCTOR:

You don't need to be liked. You've got all the guns.

(The group make their way to a room with the ship's prize medical equipment.)

DOCTOR (walking up to it, impressed):

Wow, a molecular nano-scaler!

JOURNEY:

You know what it does, then?

DOCTOR:

It miniaturizes living matter...

What's the medical application though?

Do you use it to shrink the surgeons, so they can climb inside the patients?

UNCLE:

Exactly.

DOCTOR:

Fantastic idea for a movie. Terrible idea for a proctologist.

(after a moment's thought:) Are you going to miniaturize me?

UNCLE:

You're a doctor, aren't you?

And this is your patient...

(The SOLDIERS open the door to a medical cell, and inside it we see a damaged DALEK. A look of horror spreads across the DOCTOR's face.)

DOCTOR:

No! You don't understand, you can't put me in there!

DALEK (RUSTY):

Doctor...?

(The title sequence plays.)

MAN (PINK, shouting a military drill at some school-age children):

Atten-tion!

Look at you lot!

I have never seen such a miserable bunch! What are you, children?

CHILD:

Yes, sir.

PINK:

Think you're funny, Fleming?

CHILD:

Yes, sir.

PINK:

All right, me too. Dismissed!

(PINK goes inside. A secretary speaks to him.)

SECRETARY:

So, Mr. Pink, did you have a good weekend?

PINK:

Yes, I did, thanks.

SECRETARY:

Yes, I'll bet you did. What did you get up to?

PINK:

Um, you know. Bit of reading.

SECRETARY:

Oh, I bet you were reading.

PINK:

I was, yes.

SECRETARY:

Yeah? I bet you were.

PINK:

Well, yeah. I was.

SECRETARY:

I know your type.

OTHER SECRETARY:

She wishes.

SECRETARY:

Be quiet, you.

[cut]

PINK (in class, to his pupils):

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?

PUPIL:

Sir, have you ever killed a man?

PINK:

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

PUPIL:

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

PINK (shaken by this):

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

[cut]

OTHER TEACHER (speaking to PINK in the hallway):

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

(seeing CLARA approach:) Oh, Clara, you've not met Danny Pink yet. New fella, Maths. Danny?

CLARA (introducing herself):

Clara Oswald, English.

PINK:

Hey.

CLARA:

Hey. Nice to meet you.

PINK:

You too.

OTHER TEACHER:

You want to watch yourself around him.

Bit of a lady-killer but always denies it.

PINK:

I am not a lady-killer.

OTHER TEACHER:

See what I mean?

(seeing another teacher and leaving to speak with her:) Oh, Beth, can I have a word?

CLARA (to PINK):

Ah. Was it you that I saw outside? Doing the soldier-y thing?

PINK:

Yeah, probably. The Coal Hill cadets. Just a bit of fun.

CLARA:

What, teaching them how to shoot people?

PINK:

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 and then you cry about it afterwards?

PINK:

Oh...

CLARA:

Something wrong?

PINK:

Nothing. Sorry, no, nothing. I just...

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

CLARA:

Sorry?

PINK:

Have they told everyone?

CLARA:

No, no. No, as far as I know, nobody's told anybody... anything.

What are you talking about?

PINK:

Why did you just say the crying thing.

CLARA:

I was being funny.

PINK:

Why?

CLARA:

I just do that.

PINK:

Why?

CLARA:

I don't know.

PINK:

Anyway... I erm... I've left some stuff in my class. Erm...

CLARA:

Okay. See you.

PINK:

See you.

CLARA (thinking of something and turning around to call out to him):

Are you going to the, erm, leaving thing, tonight, for Cathy?

PINK:

Erm...

[cut]

PINK (in his classroom, by himself, reliving the earlier moment and thinking of what he would have said:)

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

[cut]

PINK (in the hall, showing what really happened):

No, I'm not.

CLARA:

Oh, OK. Never mind.

PINK:

Good night.

CLARA (walking away but then spinning round to address him once more):

Change your mind.

PINK:

Excuse me?

CLARA:

I'm going, I'll give you a lift. Why not?

[cut]

PINK (in the classroom; rethinking):

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

[cut]

PINK (in the hallway; what actually happened):

No, I've got some reading.

CLARA:

Oh, okay. Maybe some other time then?

[cut]

PINK (in the classroom):

Thank you!

(PINK bangs his head into his desk.)

CLARA (at the door to the classroom):

Is the wooden sound you or the desk?

PINK:

How long have you been there?

CLARA:

Longer than you would like.

PINK:

OK.

CLARA:

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

PINK (getting himself together):

I, I, er... absolutely promise I won't.

CLARA:

Play your cards right, and you might!

(CLARA walks off and into her own classroom, almost walking into the DOCTOR, who is holding two cups of coffee out at her.)

CLARA:

Where the hell have you been?

DOCTOR:

You sent me for coffee.

CLARA:

Three weeks ago. In Glasgow.

DOCTOR:

Three weeks? That's a long time.

CLARA:

In Glasgow. That's dead in a ditch.

DOCTOR (the fact that something is bothering him begins to show):

It's not my fault, I got distracted.

CLARA (slightly concerned):

By what?

DOCTOR:

You can always find something. Come on! (He motions her into the TARDIS.)

Why were you smiling?

CLARA:

Was I? No, I wasn't!

DOCTOR:

You were smiling at nothing. I'd almost say you were in love,

but to be honest...

CLARA:

Honest?

DOCTOR:

You're not a young woman any more.

CLARA:

Yes, I am.

DOCTOR:

Well you don't look it.

CLARA:

I do look it.

DOCTOR:

That's right, keep your spirits up.

DOCTOR (walking away from her, the fact that something is concerning him becoming more apparent):

Clara, Clara, Clara, Clara, Clara, Clara, Clara, Clara...

I need something from you. I need the truth.

CLARA (concerned):

Okay...

DOCTOR:

Right what is it, what's...

CLARA:

You're scared.

DOCTOR:

I'm terrified.

CLARA:

Of what?

DOCTOR:

The answer to my next question. Which must be honest, cold, and considered, without kindness or restraint. Clara, be my pal, tell me... Am I a good man?

CLARA (thinking it over, a bit shocked):

I... don't know.

DOCTOR:

Neither do I.

CLARA (noticing that the DOCTOR is clearing taking her somewhere):

Ah, hey, no offence, but I've got plans...

DOCTOR:

I need you.

CLARA (a bit miffed, but then accepting it):

Right.

Where are we going?

DOCTOR:

Into darkness.

[cut]

(The DOCTOR is in the chamber with the DALEK, RUSTY.)

RUSTY:

Doctor...

DOCTOR:

How do you know who I am?

UNCLE(?):

He doesn't. We promised him medical assistance.

RUSTY:

Are you my doctor?

UNCLE (or JOURNEY?):

We found it floating in space.

We thought it was deactivated, so we tried to disassemble it.

DOCTOR (almost angrily):

You didn't realize there was a living creature inside...!

UNCLE (or JOURNEY?):

Not till it started screaming.

RUSTY:

Help me.

DOCTOR:

Why would I do that?

Why would any living creature help you?

RUSTY:

Daleks will die.

DOCTOR:

Die all you like — not my problem.

RUSTY:

Daleks must be destroyed.

DOCTOR (walking away, but then realizing what RUSTY has said and turning back to it):

'Daleks must be' ... what did you just say?

RUSTY:

All Daleks must die.
I will destroy the Daleks.

Destroy the Daleks!
Destroy the Daleks!

(The preceding having been a flashback(?), the DOCTOR is speaking with CLARA.)

CLARA:

A good Dalek?

DOCTOR:

There's no such thing.

CLARA:

That's a bit inflexible, [not] like you.

I'd almost say prejudiced.

DOCTOR:

Do I pay you? I should give you a raise.

CLARA:

You're not my boss, you're one of my hobbies.

(The DOCTOR and CLARA and walking back into the chamber with the DALEK, RUSTY.)

DOCTOR(?):

Come on.

JOURNEY(?):

That was quick.

DOCTOR (to CLARA):

(gesturing to JOURNEY:) This is gun girl. She's got a gun, and she's a girl.

(gesturing to UNCLE) And this is a sort of boss one.

Are you the same one as before? (?)

UNCLE(?):

Yes.

DOCTOR (to CLARA:)

I think he's probably her uncle but I may have made that up to pass the time while they were talking.

(gesturing to CLARA:) This is Clara, not my assistant, she's, ah, some other word.

CLARA:

I'm his carer.

DOCTOR:

Yeah, my carer. She cares so I don't have to.

(The SOLDIERS look a bit intrigued by this comment.)

RUSTY:

Doctor?

DOCTOR:

Hello, again.

DOCTOR:

Will you help me...?

CLARA (to the DOCTOR):

Will you?

DOCTOR:

A Dalek so damaged it's turned good. Morality as malfunction.

How do I resist?

RUSTY:

Daleks must die. Daleks must die.

CLARA(?):

So, what do we do with a moral Dalek then?

DOCTOR:

We get into its head.

CLARA:

How do you get into a Dalek's head?

DOCTOR:

That wasn't a metaphor.

(CLARA looks alarmed when she realizes what this means.)

JOURNEY (explaining things to CLARA):

These are nano-controllers, and once we're miniaturized they take over the molecular compression. When the mission is over, hit the button. 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. 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! (She walks off.)

DOCTOR (looking at the SOLDIERS who are also suiting up):

What are those ones for? I don't need armed baby-sitters!

SOLDIER (ROSS):

We're not baby-sitters. We're here to shoot you dead if you turn out to be a Dalek spy.

DOCTOR:

Well that's a relief. I hate baby-sitters.

JOURNEY:

OK, listen up.

Now, remember, do not hold your breath when the nano-scaler engages.

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

(*Personal observation: I wonder if there's any significance to Clara having to hold her breath in the first episode, and keep breathing in this episode.)

CLARA (to the DOCTOR):

Why?

DOCTOR:

Ever microwaved a lasagne without pricking the film on top?

CLARA:

It explodes.

DOCTOR:

Don't be lasagne.

SOLDIER(?):

Nano-scaler engaging in five... four... three... two...

Nano-scaler engaging... now!

(A mechanical voice announces "nano-scaling in progress". The scaler engages and the capsule the DOCTOR, CLARA, JOURNEY, UNCLE and the extra SOLDIERS have entered shrinks. A mechanical voice announces "nano-scaling complete".)

UNCLE:

Nano-scaling successful. Everyone okay in there?

JOURNEY:

We made it. Nobody popped.

CLARA (looking out over the terrain of the room which is now much larger than her):

I can't believe this.

DOCTOR (in a graver tone):

No, neither can I.

UNCLE (outside the capsule, not shrunk):

We'll be following you all the way, Rescue One. Good luck all of you.

(The capsule is placed into the DALEK's eye socket, and then the end opens. The DOCTOR sticks his hand through a film into mist.)

CLARA (noting the distortion of things on the other side of the film):

That was... weird.

DOCTOR:

You've seen nothing yet.

CLARA:

What are the lights?

DOCTOR:

Visual impulses. Travelling towards the brain.

CLARA:

Beautiful.

DOCTOR:

Welcome to the most dangerous place in the universe.

JOURNEY (reporting to the SOLDIERS outside, who are tracking their progress):

Entering the cranial ledge now.

CLARA (looking down upon the DALEK's brain):

Oh my God.

DOCTOR:

Behold, the belly of the beast.

CLARA:

It's amazing.

ROSS:

It's huge.

SOLDIER (GRETCHEN):

No, Ross. We're tiny.

CLARA:

So how big is it? That living part, compared to me and you, right now?

DOCTOR:

You see all those cables?

CLARA:

Yeah.

DOCTOR:

They're not all cables.

ROSS:

Does it know we're here?

JOURNEY:

It's what invited us in.

DOCTOR (gesturing at the banks of lights they are near):

Now, this is the cortex vault! Supplementary electronic brain.

Memory banks, but... more than that. This is what keeps the Dalek 'pure'.

GRETCHEN:

How are Daleks 'pure'?

DOCTOR:

Dalek mutants are born hating. This is what stokes the fire,

extinguishes even the tiniest glimmer of kindness, or compassion.

Imagine the worst possible thing in the universe,

and then don't bother,

because you're looking at it right now.

This is evil refined as engineering.

RUSTY:

Doctor?

DOCTOR:

Oh, hello, Rusty.

Don't mind if I call you Rusty?

We're going to need to get down there.
With you.

Medical examination, and all that.

GRETCHEN:

What, with all those tentacles and things?

JOURNEY:

How close do we have to get?

DOCTOR:

Well, you know, we're never going to insert a thermometer from up here.

(ROSS shoots some grappling hooks into the walls, intending to allow everyone to climb down using them.)

DOCTOR:

No, no, no, no! Stop! Stop! Stop, you idiot!

JOURNEY:

We need a way down there, the only way is...

DOCTOR:

This is a Dalek, not a machine!

It is a perfect analogue of a living being, and you just hurt it.

So what's going to happen now?

CLARA (knowing the answer):

Oh, God...

GRETCHEN:

What? What is it?

CLARA:

Antibodies?

DOCTOR:

Dalek antibodies.

(gesturing to the antibodies:) Nobody move.

Any attempt to help him, or attack, those things will identify you as a secondary source of infection.

(as the antibodies surround the SOLDIER who fired the grappling hooks:) Stay still!

CLARA:

The Dalek wants us in here. Why is it attacking?

DOCTOR:

Can you control your antibodies?

JOURNEY:

Ross, stay calm. We're going to get you out of this.

CLARA:

Can you?

DOCTOR (throwing something to ROSS):

Ross? Swallow that.

ROSS:

What is it?

DOCTOR:

Trust me?

(ROSS thinks, nods, and swallows it.)

ROSS:

Now what?

(The antibodies begin to destroy ROSS.)

JOURNEY:

Ross!

CLARA:

Oh my God. What's it doing?

DOCTOR:

The hoovering.

(One of the antibodies' lights turns red.) Gotcha!

GRETCHEN:

What did you give him?

DOCTOR:

Oh, just a spare part with something I can track... I need... the radiation signature,

I need to know where they dump the bodies!

JOURNEY:

I thought you were saving him.

DOCTOR (running off after the antibodies):

He was dead already. I was saving us!

Follow me and run!

CLARA (addressing the sceptical others and then running after the DOCTOR):
Run!

DOCTOR (coming to a shoot):

They dumped him in here.

Organic refuse disposal. We need to get in there.

CLARA:

Why?

DOCTOR:

Those antibodies won't give up until we're inside there, and I'd rather go in alive than dead.

JOURNEY:

You don't know where it goes!

DOCTOR:

Yes I do: away from here! Now in, in, in!

(CLARA jumps in.)

GRETCHEN:

I can hold them off!

DOCTOR:

No, you can't!

SOMEONE (DOCTOR?):

Fall back! Move out! Jump! Everyone, jump!

(JOURNEY jumps. One by one, they jump down the shoot...

...and land in slop.)

CLARA:

Ugh... what is this stuff?

DOCTOR:

People. Daleks need protein,

occasionally they harvest from their victims. This is a feeding tube.

JOURNEY:

Oh my God!

Is Ross here?

DOCTOR:

Yeah. Top layer, if you want to say a few words.

JOURNEY (pinning the DOCTOR to the wall, upset):

A man has just died, you will not talk like that.

DOCTOR:

A lot of people have died, everything in here is dead, and do you know why that's good?

JOURNEY:

There is nothing good about that!

DOCTOR:

Nothing is alive in here, so logically, This is the weakest spot in the Dalek's internal security. Nobody guards the dead.

Mortuaries and larders, always the easiest to break out of... oh, I've lived a life!

(to JOURNEY:) Tell Uncle Stupid we're in.

(looking around and finding a way out:) Aha! A bolt hole!

CLARA (to JOURNEY, admonishing her for her lack of calmness):

He'll get us out of here.

The difficult part is not killing him before he can.

DOCTOR:

Bolt hole. Actually a hole for a bolt.

Does nobody get that?

CLARA (to JOURNEY):

Also, there's the puns.

DOCTOR (as they climb into the tube):

Watch it, decontamination tubes are hot.

(Outside the Dalek, a mechnical voice records that an anomaly has been detected and "Dalek levels [are] returning to normal parameters".)

JOURNEY:

Rescue One to Mission Control. Rescue One to Mission Control.

UNCLE:

This is Blue, Rescue One. Report.

JOURNEY:

The Dalek has an internal defence mechanism. We've lost Ross.

UNCLE:

What kind of defence mechanism?

That thing knows you're in there to help it!

JOURNEY:

Yes, well, who knows, it's a Dalek. We're gonna continue the mission.

DOCTOR (calling back to CLARA):

Are you alright back there. It's a bit narrow, isn't it?

CLARA:

Any remarks about my hips will not be appreciated.

DOCTOR:

Oh, your hips are fine. You're built like a man!

CLARA (miffed):

Thanks.

DOCTOR (emerging from the tunnel and noticing a faint crackling coming from one of the SOLDIERS):

What's that noise? Are you wearing a Geiger Counter?

GRETCHEN:

Standard battle equipment. That's just low level radiation.

DOCTOR:

But stronger down here, for some reason...

(gesturing at the counter, or the com link:) Gimme!

UNCLE:

Is that him? How's he working out?

JOURNEY:

It's hard to say, he's...

DOCTOR:

I've got it! I know what's wrong with Rusty.

CLARA:

Okay, that's good.
Is that good?

DOCTOR:

Well, you know how I said this was the most dangerous place in the universe?

I was wrong. It's way more dangerous than that.

JOURNEY:

Colonel, we have radiation indicators red lining in here.

Could be that the Dalek is more badly damaged than we thought.

UNCLE:

Copy that.

DOCTOR:

Old Rusty here is suffering a trionic radiation leak.

It's poisoning the Dalek and us. Just as well we're in here.

JOURNEY:

Really? Perhaps we should get out while we can.

Why should we trust a Dalek, why would it change?

DOCTOR:

Good question, Rusty? What changed you?

RUSTY:

I saw beauty.

DOCTOR:

You saw what?

RUSTY:

In the silence, and the cold. I saw worlds burning.

DOCTOR:

That's not beauty. That's destruction.

RUSTY:

I saw more.

DOCTOR:

What? What did you see?

RUSTY:

The birth of a star.

DOCTOR:

Stars get born every day. You've seen a million stars born, so what?

RUSTY:

Daleks have destroyed a million stars.

DOCTOR:

Oh, millions and millions. Trust me, I kinda take count.

RUSTY:

And yet new stars are born.

DOCTOR:

Every time.

RUSTY:

Resistance is futile.

DOCTOR:

Resistance to what?

RUSTY:

Life returns. Life prevails. Resistance is futile.

DOCTOR:

So, you saw a star being born, and you learned something?

Oh, Dalek, do not be lying to me!

(to his companions:) Come on.

JOURNEY:

Heading for the trionic power cells, Colonel.

UNCLE:

Radiation approaching 200 rads. Danger levels.

DOCTOR:

We're at the heart of the Dalek.

CLARA:

Oh. It's incredible.

JOURNEY:

Geiger counters off the scale.

Looks like it's about to blow.

DOCTOR:

Good!

JOURNEY:

How's that good?

DOCTOR:

Well, I like a bit of pressure.

(to RUSTY:) Rusty? Can you hear me?

RUSTY:

Doctor?

DOCTOR (finding a crack in the shell that contains RUSTY's radioactive power source):

Rusty! We've found the damage.

(The DOCTOR takes out his sonic screwdriver to seal the damage.)

I'm sealing up the breach in your power cell.

No more radiation poisoning, good as new!

There. Job done.

CLARA:

That's it? Just like that?

DOCTOR:

An anti-climax once in a while is good for my hearts.

Rusty? How do you feel.

Rusty?

Rusty?

(The DOCTOR becomes alarmed as he does not get a response.) Rusty?...

RUSTY:

The malfunction is corrected.

(*)

SOMEONE:

What's happened?

SOMEONE:

I'm not entirely sure.

It's like it's waking up.

DOCTOR:

Rusty? Come on. Talk to me! What's going on? Come on.

RUSTY:

The malfunction is corrected. All systems are functioning.

Weapons charged.

DOCTOR:

What? No! No!

RUSTY:

Exterminate!

Exterminate!

DOCTOR:

Oh no, no, no!

RUSTY:

Exterminate!

The Daleks will be victorious! The rebels will be exterminated!

JOURNEY:

Colonel! What's happening out there?

RUSTY (advancing through the ship, shooting):

Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!

(Having killed several SOLDIERS, the DALEK makes its way to a control panel and links into it.)

RUSTY:

Dalek fleet! Communications open!

DALEK (in the main Dalek ship):

The rebel ship has been identified.

OTHER DALEK (in the main Dalek ship):

Prepare boarding Daleks!

CLARA(?):

Doctor! What happened?

DOCTOR:

You see?

CLARA:

I see what?

DOCTOR:

Daleks don't turn good.

It was just radiation, affecting its brain chemistry, nothing more than that. No miracle.

JOURNEY:

Let me get this straight. We had a good Dalek, And we made it bad again? That's all we've done?

DOCTOR:

There never was a good Dalek. There was a broken Dalek, and we repaired it.

SOLDIER:

You were supposed to be helping us...

DOCTOR:

I gave it a shot, it didn't work out. It was a Dalek, what did you expect?

JOURNEY(?):

No more talking, you are done.

Okay, new objective. We are taking this Dalek down.

DOCTOR (noticing the look on CLARA's face):

What's that look about?

CLARA:

That's the look you get when I'm about to slap you!

DOCTOR:

Clara!

CLARA:

We're going to die in here, and there's a little bit of you that's pleased!

The Daleks are evil after all, everything makes sense, the Doctor is right!

DOCTOR:

The Daleks are evil, irreversibly so, that's what we just learned!

CLARA:

No, Doctor! That is not what we just learned!

[cut to outside the Dalek]

RUSTY:

Exterminate! Exterminate!

UNCLE(?):

Wasp fighters to action stations! Wasp fighters to action stations!

RUSTY:

Exterminate! Exterminate!

OTHER SOLDIER:

The security systems have been hacked. We don't have access to the Wasps.

UNCLE(?):

Then God save us all!

[cut to inside the Dalek]

JOURNEY (to another SOLDIER):

We need to place these charges for maximum effect,

I'm gonna scan the rest of the architecture for...

CLARA(?):

One question!

JOURNEY:

No time.

CLARA:

Why did we come here today? What was the point?

SOMEONE:

You! You thought there was a good Dalek.

SOMEONE:

What difference would one good Dalek make?

DOCTOR:

All the difference in the universe. But it's impossible.

CLARA(?):

Is that a fact?

Is that really what we learned today?

Think about it.

Is that what we learned?

UNCLE(?) (outside):

Journey, what the hell's happened?

That thing has set the Daleks on us and it's locked us out of our defences.

Journey, you're the Aristotle's only hope.

I need you to destroy that Dalek.

RUSTY:

The rebels will be exterminated!

UNCLE (to JOURNEY):

Whatever it takes.

JOURNEY:

Understood, Uncle.

UNCLE:

I'm sorry.

JOURNEY:

Yeah. Me too.

[cut]

DOCTOR:

Clara Oswald, do I really not pay you?

CLARA:

You couldn't afford me.

DOCTOR (to JOURNEY):

Whatever you're going to do, don't do it.

This Dalek must not be destroyed. We can do better!

JOURNEY(?):

Are you out of your mind?

DOCTOR:

No. I'm inside a Dalek. I'm standing where I've never been.

We cannot waste this chance, it won't come again.

JOURNEY:

What chance? I have my orders!

DOCTOR:

Soldiers take orders.

JOURNEY:

I'm a soldier.

DOCTOR:

A Dalek is a better soldier than you will ever be. You can't win this way.

JOURNEY:

So what do we do?

DOCTOR:

Something better!

DALEK (n the main Dalek ship):

Prepare to board the rebel ship.

We must find our comrade Dalek. Spare no humans.

DALEKS (boarding the Aristotle):

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate them all!

Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!

DOCTOR:

The Dalek isn't just some angry blob in a Dalekanium tank.

If it was, the radiation would have turned it into a raging lunatic.

JOURNEY:

It is a raging lunatic, it's a Dalek.

DOCTOR:

But for a moment it wasn't.

The radiation allowed it to expand its consciousness, to consider things beyond its natural terms of reference. It became good.

That means a good Dalek is possible. That's what we learned today.

Am I right, teach?

CLARA:

Top of the class.

SOMEONE:

But now it's back to how it was.

DOCTOR:

But what it saw, what it felt, is still there.

SOMEONE:

Yeah, I'm not exactly seeing that.

DOCTOR (gesturing upwards, to the DALEK's brain;)

Not here. There!

SOLDIER:

You mean in the cortex vault?

SOMEONE:

The evil engineering?

DOCTOR:

Every memory recorded. Some suppressed, but all still intact.

We need to show the Dalek that star being born again. Recreate that moment.

(to CLARA:) You need to get up there, find that moment, and reawaken it.

CLARA (initially unconcerned, but then realizing what the DOCTOR has said):

Me?!

DOCTOR:

Yes, you, good idea.

CLARA(?):

How?

DOCTOR:

Haven't the foggiest. Do a clever thing. And when you've done it, the Dalek will be suggestible to new ideas. It will be open again. And I will show it something that will change its mind forever!

CLARA:

What?

DOCTOR:

Not a clue.

[cut to outside the Dalek]

DALEK (on the main ship):

Docking initiated. Pressures equalised. Boarding corps begin attack!

DALEKS:

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate! ...

[cut to inside the Dalek]

SOLDIER:

It's crazy. There's no way that we can back up in there time!

OTHER SOLDIER (GRETCHEN):

Yes, there is.

SOLDIER:

No, Gretchen. It'll bring the anti-bodies back down on us.

GRETCHEN (to CLARA):

Tell me the truth. Is he mad or is he right?

I've come this far, probably going to die anyway.

Wouldn't mind something to do for the rest of my life.

Is he mad or is he right?

CLARA (thinking):

Hand on my heart. Most days he's both.

GRETCHEN:

One question then. Is this worth it?

DOCTOR:

If I can turn one Dalek, I can turn all of them. I can save the future.

GRETCHEN:

Gretchen Alison Carlisle. Do something good and name it after me.

DOCTOR:

I will do something amazing. I promise.

GRETCHEN:

Damn well better.

SOLDIER:

No, Gretchen!

GRETCHEN (firing the grappling hooks):

Go!

SOLDIER:

They're coming! They're coming!

SOLDIER:

Grab hold of the rope!

SOMEONE:

Good luck.

(CLARA and JOURNEY make their way onto the rope and up towards the DALEK's brain. The DALEK's antibodies kill GRETCHEN, but then she wakes up in a room...)

MISSY:

Hello. I’m Missy. Welcome to heaven.

Would you like some tea?

GRETCHEN (deciding, after thinking it over, to roll with it):

Little splash? Lovely.

[cut to outside the Dalek]

DALEKS (advancing through the Aristotle):

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

[cut to inside the Dalek]

DOCTOR (having made his way to where the Dalek's eye is):

Rusty! Well, here we are. Eye to eye!

RUSTY:

You cannot save the humans! They will be exterminated!

I shall join my comrade Daleks in the final attack!

[cut to CLARA and JOURNEY in the DALEK's brain]

JOURNEY:

So what do we do?

CLARA:

A clever thing, quickly.

(looking around and noticing the banks of lights, like servers:) Some of the lights are out.

JOURNEY:

Yeah, we got a damaged Dalek, you want to complain to someone?

CLARA:

It's not damaged, look at them.

JOURNEY:

So?

CLARA:

So, the Doctor said this was a memory bank, and some of the memories were suppressed. What if... the dark spots are hidden memories? What if... one of those is the Dalek seeing the star?

JOURNEY:

Seriously?

CLARA:

Yes. Well, maybe. It's either that, or the bulbs need changing.

JOURNEY:

It really could be the bulbs.

CLARA:

Got a better idea?

JOURNEY:

Really wish I had.

CLARA:

Yep. Me too.

(she pulls one of the banks of light off so she can climb behind it:) Aha!

(to JOURNEY:) Watch out for antibodies. Let's see if there's an on-switch.

DOCTOR:

I saved your life, Rusty. And now I'm gonna go one better.

I'm going to save your soul.

RUSTY:

Daleks do not have souls.

DOCTOR:

Oh no? Well, imagine if you did. What then, Rusty?

What would happen then?

CLARA:

I'm in the cortex!

JOURNEY:

If there's a pack of spare bulbs, break it to me gently.

DOCTOR (as CLARA's movements turn some memories back on):

Oh, look, your memories! I'm about to give some back to you.

JOURNEY(?):

Are you okay? Clara!

CLARA (having just been shocked by some electricity passing through one of the cables she was crawling over):

There was some sort of energy charge.

JOURNEY (noticing):

You got the first lights on.

CLARA (realizing):

Of course! It's a brain!

Brains work with electrical pathways linking up memories.

We're working! It's working! We're turning the memories back on!

DOCTOR:

You see, all those years ago, when I began.

I was just running. I called myself the Doctor, but it was just a name.

And then, I went to Skaro. And then I met you lot.

And I understood who I was. I was not you.

The Doctor was not the Daleks!

[cut to outside the Dalek]

DALEKS:

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

JOURNEY(?) (seeing antibodies coming?):

You'd better get a move on. There's company coming!

DALEKS:

Exterminate! Exterminate!

Exterminate! Exterminate!

JOURNEY:

Hurry up!

CLARA(?):

Show me a star!

DOCTOR:

It's your memories again! It's like someone's mucking about in there!

Memories, all those memories.

Do you remember that star you saw being born?

CLARA:

Almost done. One more to go.

JOURNEY:

Hurry up, Clara! Hurry up!

(CLARA hits the final button and the final bank of lights turns back on.)

Clara, you did it!

It's rebooting. The antibodies have reset!

DALEK:

I remember. It was a gravitation vortex.

DOCTOR:

You saw the truth! Rusty! Remember how you felt!

You saw a star being born! The endless rebirth of the universe!

DALEK:

No!

DOCTOR:

And you realized the truth, about the Daleks!

DALEK:

The truth? What is the truth?

DOCTOR (coupling two cables in his hands):

Let me show you the truth!

I've opened your mind, and now I'm coming in.

[cut to outside the Dalek]

UNCLE (as a DALEK burns through the door into the room he and other SOLDIERS are in):

The door's never gonna hold.

But I'm damned if I'm gonna make it easy for them.

[cut to inside the Dalek]

DOCTOR:

I'm a part of you! My mind is in your mind!

RUSTY:

I see your mind, Doctor! I see your universe.

DOCTOR:

And isn't the universe beautiful?

RUSTY:

I see beauty.

DOCTOR:

Yes, that's good. That is good. Hold on to that.

RUSTY:

I see endless, divine perfection.

DOCTOR:

Make it a part of you. Remember how you feel right now.

Put it inside you, and live by it.

RUSTY:

I see into your soul, Doctor. I see beauty. I see divinity. I see... hatred.

DOCTOR:

Hatred?

RUSTY:

I see your hatred of the Daleks, and it is good.

DOCTOR:

No, no, no! You must see more than that. There must be more than that!

RUSTY:

Death to the Daleks! Death to the Daleks! Death to the Daleks!

DOCTOR:

No! No, there's more than that. There must be more than that! Please!

RUSTY:

Daleks are evil. Dalek must be exterminated!

Daleks are evil.

SOMEONE:

God save us all.

RUSTY (firing on and destroying the other DALEKS):

Daleks must be exterminated!

Exterminate!

Exterminate!

DALEK (noticing the friendly fire):

We are under attack! From a Dalek!

RUSTY (having exterminated the other DALES):

The Daleks are exterminated!

DOCTOR (resigned):

Of course they are. That's what you do, isn't it.

[cut]

(The surviving members of the medical team have exited Rusty regrouped with the surviving members of the Aristotle's crew.)

UNCLE:

Journey!

JOURNEY:

Uncle Morgan!

RUSTY:

I have transmitted a retreat signal.

The Daleks will believe the humans have initiated the ship's self-destruct.

DOCTOR:

What about you Rusty?

RUSTY:

I must go with them.

DOCTOR:

Of course you must. You've unfinished work. Haven't you?

RUSTY:

Victory is yours. But it does not please you.

DOCTOR (as CLARA looks on in interest):

You looked inside me and you saw hatred. That's not a victory.

Victory would've been a good Dalek.

RUSTY:

I am not a good Dalek. *You* are a good Dalek.

(The DOCTOR is shaken by this. CLARA is moved by the fact that he is shaken.

The DOCTOR walks out of the room.)

JOURNEY:

Is he leaving? Isn't he going to say goodbye?

CLARA:

I think that was it.

(She goes to the door and sees that the DOCTOR is, indeed, walking away.)

Yep, that was it.

Sorry, got to run!

JOURNEY (to UNCLE):

I'm sorry.

UNCLE:

Sorry?

(JOURNEY runs after CLARA.)

JOURNEY:

Doctor...

Take me with you.

DOCTOR:

I think you're probably nice.

Underneath it all I think you're kind, and definitely brave.

I just wish you hadn't been a soldier.

(He turns and walks into his TARDIS. CLARA smiles at JOURNEY sympathetically before following him.)

[cut]

(CLARA, having changed clothes, returns to the TARDIS console.)

CLARA:

How do I look?

DOCTOR:

Sort of short and roundish but with a good personality, which is the main thing.

CLARA:

I meant my clothes. I just changed.

DOCTOR (landing the TARDIS):

Good for you! Still making an effort!

OK, right, you're back in your cupboard.

Thirty seconds after you left.

CLARA:

When will I see you again?

DOCTOR:

Oh, soon, I expect. Or later. One of those.

CLARA (walking out, but then turning around):

I don't know.

DOCTOR:

I'm sorry?

CLARA:

You asked me if you were a good man. And the answer is, I don't know.

But I think you try to be. And, I think that's probably the point.

DOCTOR:

I think you're probably an amazing teacher.

CLARA:

I think I'd better be.

(CLARA exits the TARDIS and runs into PINK.)

PINK:

Oh! Hey!

CLARA:

Hey, Danny!

PINK:

Have you changed your clothes?

CLARA:

Yes! Yes, I... I have. Well noticed.

PINK (confused):

Okay. Good.

CLARA:

Yes, very good, good work. You passed the test.

PINK:

Are you really going to go for a drink with me?

CLARA:

Yeah, course I am. Why wouldn't I?

PINK:

I just thought...

CLARA:

Thought what?

PINK:

I thought you might have a rule against soldiers.

CLARA:

No.

No, not at all.

Not me.

Keywords: Doctor Who transcript. Into the Dalek transcript. Into the Dalek script. Doctor Who: Into the Dalek. Closed captioning, quotations, quotes, lines, dialogue. Steven Moffat.

Selected cast list (which doubles as more keywords): The Twelfth Doctor: Peter Capaldi. Clara Oswald, Clara Oswin Oswald: Jenna Coleman, Jenna-Louise Coleman.