ROSE: So what is it? What's wrong?
I don't know. Some kind of signal, drawing the Tardis off course.
Where are we? Earth. Utah, North America.
About half a mile underground. And . . . when are we?
2012.
God, that's so close. I should be 26!
Blimey. Like a great big museum.
An alien museum.
Someone's got a hobby -
they must've spent a fortune on this.
Chunks of meteorite. Moondust.
That's the mileometer from the Roswell spaceship.
That's a bit of Slitheen! That's a Slitheen's arm -
it's been stuffed!
Ah, look at you!
What is it?
An old friend of mine.
Well, enemy.
The stuff of nightmares, reduced to an exhibit.
I'm getting old. Is that where the signal's coming from?
Nah, it's stone dead. The signal's alive.
Something's reaching out.
Calling for help.
ALARMS BUZZ AND BLEEP
If someone's collecting aliens, that makes you Exhibit A.
'Attention all personnel. Bad Wolf 1 descending, Bad Wolf 1 descending.'
On behalf of all of us, I wanna wish you a very happy birthday, sir.
The President conveys his personal best wishes. The President is 10 points down. I want him replaced.
I don't think that's wise, sir. Thank you so much for your opinion. You're fired. Get rid of him.
Wipe his memory and put him in Memphis, Minneapolis - somewhere beginning with M.
So, the next President, what d'you think? Republican or Democrat? Democrat, sir. Why?
They're just so funny, sir?
What is your name? Goddard, sir. Diana Goddard.
I like you, Diana Goddard.
So where's the English kid? Sir, sir!
I bought ten more artefacts, Mr Van Statten. Let me see 'em.
Sir, there's something more urgent. We arrested two intruders 53 floors down. We don't know how they got in.
I'll tell you . . .in-tru-da window!
In-tru-da window, that was funny! THEY LAUGH OBEDIENTLY
Bring them in. And tell Simmons I want to visit my little pet.
Simmons, you'd better give me good news! Is it talking?
SIMMONS DRILLS
Not exactly talking, no.
Then what's it doing? Screaming.
Is that any good? DRILLING RESUMES
And this is the last.
Paid $800, 000 for it. What does it do?
Well, you see the tubes on the side? Must be to channel something, I think maybe fuel.
I really wouldn't hold it like that. Shut it!
Really though, that's wrong.
Is it dangerous? No, it just looks silly.
SOLDIERS COCK GUNS
You just need to be . . . INSTRUMENT HUMS
. delicate.
HUM CHANGES TONE
It's a musical instrument.
And it's a long way from home.
Here, let me.
I did say delicate.
It reacts to the smallest fingerprint.
It needs precision.
INSTRUMENT HUMS
Very good. Quite the expert.
As are you.
Who exactly are you?
I'm the Doctor. And who are you? Like you don't know(!)
We're hidden away with the most valuable collection
of extraterrestrial artefacts in the world,
and you just stumbled in by mistake(? )
Pretty much sums me up, yeah. Question is, how did you get in?
53 floors down, with your little cat-burglar accomplice.
Quite a collector yourself - she's rather pretty.
She's gonna smack you if you keep calling her "she". She's English, too!
Hey, Little Lord Fauntleroy, got you a girlfriend. This is Mr Henry van Statten.
And who's he when he's at home? Mr Van Statten owns the internet.
Don't be stupid. No-one owns the internet. Let's just keep the world thinking that, right, kids?
So you're an expert in everything, except the things in your museum.
What you don't understand, you lock up. You claim greater knowledge? I don't claim.
I know how good I am. Yet I captured you right next to the Cage.
What were you doing down there?
You tell me. The Cage contains my one living specimen.
What's that? Like you don't know. Show me. You wanna see it?
Blimey, you can smell the testosterone.
Goddard! Inform the Cage we're heading down.
You, English, look after the girl.
Go and canoodle or spoon or whatever it is you British do.
And you, Doctor with no name.
Come and see my pet!
We've tried everything.
The creature has shielded itself, but there's definite signs of life inside.
Inside? Inside what? Welcome back, sir!
I've had to take the power down - the Metaltron is resting. Metaltron?
Thought of it myself. Good, isn't it?
Although I'd much prefer to find out its real name.
Here, you'd better put these on.
The last guy that touched it . . .
burst into flames.
I won't touch it, then.
Go ahead, Doctor.
Impress me.
Don't open that door until we get a result.
DOOR SLAMS
Look, I'm sorry about this, Mr Van Statten might think he's clever,
but never mind him. I've come to help. I'm the Doctor.
MECHANICAL VOICE: Doc . . . tor . . .
Impossible!
THE Doctor?
Exterminate! Exterminate!
Let me out! EXTERMINATE!
Sir, it's going to kill him! It's talking!
You are an enemy of the Daleks.
You must be destroyed!
It's not working.
Fantastic!
Oh, fantastic!
Powerless. Look at you.
The great space dustbin. How does it feel?
Keep back! What for?
What are you gonna do to me?
If you can't kill,
then what are you good for, Dalek?
What's the point of you?
You're nothing.
What the hell are you here for?
I am . . . waiting for orders.
What does that mean? I am a soldier.
I was bred to receive orders.
Well, you're never gonna get any. Not ever.
I demand orders!
They're never gonna come. Your race is dead. You all burnt.
All of you. Ten million ships on fire.
The entire Dalek race wiped out, in one second.
You lie!
I watched it happen. I made it happen.
You destroyed us?
MUSIC SWELLS
I had no choice.
And what of the Time Lords?
Dead.
They burnt with you.
The end of the last great Time War.
Everyone lost.
And the coward survived.
Oh, and I caught your little signal.
"Help me." Poor little thing.
But there's no-one else coming cos there's no-one else left.
I am alone in the universe.
Yep.
So are you.
We are the same.
We're not the same! I'm not . . .
No, wait.
Maybe we are.
You're right! Yeah, OK! You've got a point.
Cos I know what to do.
I know what should happen.
I know what you deserve.
Exterminate.
DALEK SCREAMS Have pity!
Why should I? You never did!
Get him out!
Help me!
I saved your life. Now talk to me. Godammit, talk to me!
You've got to destroy it!
The last in the universe.
And now I know your name.
Da-lek.
Speak to me, Dalek!
I am Henry van Statten - now recognise me!
Make it talk again, Simmons.
Whatever it takes.
Sorry about the mess.
Mr Van Statten sort of lets me do my own thing,
so long as I deliver the goods.
What do you think that is?
A lump of metal? Yeah.
Yeah, but I think . . . Well, I'm almost certain, it's from the hull of a spacecraft.
The thing is, it's all true, everything the United Nations tries to keep quiet.
Spacecraft, aliens, visitors to Earth.
They really exist.
That's amazing. I know it sounds incredible.
But I honestly believe the whole universe is just teeming with life.
I'm gobsmacked, yeah.
And you do what? Sit here and catalogue it? Best job in the world!
Imagine if you could get out there.
Travel amongst the stars and see it for real.
Yeah. I'd give anything. I don't think it's ever gonna happen.
Not in our lifetimes. Oh, you never know.
What about all those people who say they've been inside of spaceships and things, and talked to aliens?
I think they're nutters. Yeah. Me too.
So how d'you end up here?
Van Statten has agents all over, looking for geniuses to recruit. Oh, right, you're a genius.
Sorry, but . . . yeah. I can't help it - I was born clever.
When I was eight, I logged onto the US defence system.
Nearly caused World War Three. What, and that's funny, is it?
You should've been there. Just to see them running about. Fantastic!
You sound like the Doctor.
Are you and him . . . ? No, we're just friends. Good.
Why's that good?
Just is.
So, wouldn't you rather be downstairs?
You've got these bits of metal and stuff,
but Mr Van Statten's got a living creature down there.
Yeah. Well, I did ask, but he keeps it to himself.
Although . . . If you're a genius,
it doesn't take long to patch through on the comms system.
Let's have a look then!
It doesn't do much, the alien.
It's weird, it's kind of . . . useless.
It's just like this great big pepperpot.
MAN DRILLS
DALEK SCREAMS It's being tortured. Where's the Doctor? I don't know.
Take me down there. Now.
The metal's just battle armour. The real Dalek creature is inside.
What does it look like? It's a mutation. They were genetically engineered.
Every single emotion was removed, except hate.
Genetically engineered? By whom? By a genius, van Statten.
By a man who was king of his own little world. You'd like him.
It's been on Earth for over 50 years. Sold at private auction,
moving between collections. Why would it be a threat now?
Because I'm here. How did it get to Earth?
The records say it came from the sky like a meteorite. It fell to Earth on the Ascension Islands,
burnt in its crater for three days before anybody could get near it.
And all that time, it was screaming. Must have gone insane.
It must have fallen through time.
The only survivor. You talked about a war?
The Time War. The final battle between my people and the Daleks.
But you survived too. Not by choice.
This means the Dalek isn't the only alien on Earth, Doctor.
There's you. The only one of your kind in existence.
Now . . .smile!
Two hearts. A binary vascular system!
Oh, I am so gonna patent this. So that's your secret.
You don't just collect stuff, you scavenge it.
This technology has been falling to Earth for centuries.
All it took was the right mind to use it properly.
Oh, the advances I've made from alien junk -
you have no idea, Doctor! Broadband? Roswell.
Just last year, my scientists cultivated bacteria
from the Russian Crater, and do you know what we found?
The cure for the common cold.
Kept it within the laboratory, of course. No need to get people excited.
Why sell one cure when I can sell a thousand palliatives?
D'you know what a Dalek is, van Statten?
A Dalek is honest.
It does what it was born to do, for the survival of its species.
That creature in your dungeon is better than you. In that case, I will be true to myself.
And continue.
Listen to me! That thing downstairs is gonna kill every last one of us!
Nothing can escape the Cage.
But it's woken up! It knows I'm here! It's gonna get out!
Van Statten, I swear, no-one on this base is safe.
No-one on this planet!
A-Aah!
Hold it right there. Level three access. Special clearance from Mr Van Statten.
Don't get too close.
Hello?
Are you in pain?
My name's Rose Tyler. My friend can help. He's called the Doctor.
What's your name?
Yes.
What?
I am in pain.
They torture me,
but still they fear me.
Do you fear me?
No.
I am dying.
No, we can help . . . !
I welcome death.
But I am glad
that before I die,
I met a human
who was not afraid.
Isn't there anything I can do?
My race is dead.
I shall die alone.
Rose, no!
Genetic material extrapolated.
Initiate cellular reconstruction!
What the hell have you done?
What ya gonna do? Sucker me to death?
MUFFLED SCREAM
It's killing him! Do something! Condition red.
'Repeat, this is not a drill!'
Release me if you want to live.
You've got to keep it in that cell! Doctor, it's all my fault.
I've sealed the compartment. The lock's got a billion combinations.
A Dalek is a genius. It can calculate a thousand billion combinations in one second flat.
Open fire!
Don't shoot it - I want it unharmed!
Rose, get out of there! GUNSHOTS
De Maggio, get the civilians out alive. That is your job, got that?
You! With me!
ELECTRICAL BUZZ
Abandoning the Cage, sir!
We're losing power. It's draining the base.
Oh, my God. It's draining the entire power supplies of the whole of Utah.
It's downloading. Downloading what?
Sir! The entire West Coast has gone down!
It's not just energy. That Dalek just absorbed the entire internet.
It knows everything!
The Daleks survive in me!
The cameras in the Vault are down. We've only got emergency power.
Kill it now! All guards to converge on the Metaltron Cage immediately.
Civilians! Let 'em through!
Cover the north wall. Reds, maintain suppressing fire along the perimeter. Blues . . .
Agh! GUNSHOTS
Gna-a-a-argh!
A-Aah!
A-A-A-Aah!
Tell them to stop shooting at it. But it's killing them!
They're dispensable - that Dalek is unique.
I don't want a scratch on its bodywork! Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
GUNSHOTS DIE OUT
That's us, right below the surface.
That's the Cage, and that's the Dalek.
Have you got any alien weapons? Lots of them, but the Dalek's between us and them.
We've got to keep it alive. We could just seal the entire vault. Leaving everyone trapped with it?
Rose is down there. I won't let that happen, got that?
It has to go through this area. What's that? Weapons testing.
Give guns to technicians, lawyers - anyone, everyone. Only then have you got a chance of killing it.
Stairs! That's more like it! Hasn't got legs - it's stuck!
It's coming! Get up!
Great big alien death machine.
Defeated by a flight of stairs!
Now listen to me. I demand that you return to your Cage.
If you want to negotiate, Mr Van Statten will be willing to talk.
I accept that we imprisoned you, and maybe that was wrong,
but people have died, and that stops - right now.
The killing stops. Have you got that?
I demand that you surrender. Is that clear?
El-ev-ate.
Oh, my God.
Adam, get her out of here.
Come with us. You can't stop it.
Someone's got to try. Now get out!
Don't look back, just run!
WOMAN SCREAMS LOUDLY
I thought you were the great expert, Doctor.
If you're so impressive, why not just reason with this Dalek?
It must be willing to negotiate. It must need something.
Everything does. What's the nearest town? Salt Lake City. Population? One million. All dead.
If the Dalek gets out, it'll murder every creature. That's all it needs.
But why? It honestly believes they should die. Human beings are different, and different is wrong.
It's the ultimate in racial cleansing, and you, Van Statten, let it loose.
The Dalek's got a force field. The bullets melt before they hit.
But it's not indestructible! If you concentrate your fire, you might get through.
Aim for the dome - the head, the eyepiece. That's the weak spot.
Thank you, Doctor, but I think I know how to fight one single tin robot.
Positions!
Hold your fire!
You two, get the hell out of there!
It was looking at me. Yeah, it wants to slaughter us!
No, but it was looking right at me!
So? It's just a sort of metal eye thing, it's looking all around.
I don't know. It's like there's something inside,
looking at me, like . . .
Like it knows me.
On my mark.
Open fire! VOLLEY OF SHOTS
We've got vision!
It wants us to see.
SCREAMS
Fall back! Fall back!
Perhaps it's time for a new strategy. Maybe we should consider abandoning this place.
Except there's no power to the helipad, sir. We can't get out.
You said we could seal the vault? It was designed to be a bunker in the event of nuclear war.
Steel bulkheads . . . Not enough power! We've got emergency power,
we can reroute that. We'd need a computer genius to bypass the security.
Good thing you've got me, then. You want to help? I don't want to die, Doctor. Simple as that.
And nobody knows this software better than me. Sir . . . ?
I shall speak only to the Doctor.
You're gonna get rusty.
I fed off the DNA of Rose Tyler.
Extrapolating the biomass of a time-traveller
regenerated me. What's your next trick?
I have been searching for the Daleks.
Yeah, I saw.
Downloading the internet. What did you find?
I scanned your satellites and radio telescopes.
And? Nothing.
Where shall I get my orders now?
You're just a soldier without commands.
Then I shall follow the Primary Order.
The Dalek instinct to destroy. To conquer!
What for? What's the point?
Don't you see? It's all gone. Everything you were, everything you stood for.
Then what should I do?
All right, then.
If you want orders, follow this one.
Kill yourself.
The Daleks must survive!
The Daleks have failed!
Why don't you finish the job and make the Daleks extinct?
Rid the universe of your filth! Why don't you just DIE?
You would make a good Dalek.
Seal the vaults.
I can leech power off the ground defences, feed it to the bulkheads.
It's years since I had to work this fast! Are you enjoying this? Doctor. She's still down there.
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
This isn't the best time!
Where are you? Level 49.
You've got to keep moving. The vault is being sealed off up at level 46.
Can't you stop them closing? I'm closing them.
I can't wait, and I can't help you. Now for God's sake, run!
Done it! Power to the bulkheads. The Dalek's right behind them.
We're nearly there - give us two seconds!
Doctor, I can't sustain the power. The whole system is failing.
You've got to close the bulkheads.
I'm sorry.
DOORS BLEEP
Come on!
DOORS BLEEP FASTER
The vault is sealed.
Rose! Where are you? Rose, did you make it?
Sorry. I was a bit slow.
See you, then, Doctor.
It wasn't your fault.
Remember that, OK? It wasn't your fault.
'And d'you know what?'
I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
Exterminate! ELECTRICAL PULSE
It killed her. I'm sorry.
I said I'd protect her. She was here because of me, and you're sorry?
I could have killed that Dalek in its cell, but you stopped me.
It was the prize of my collection! Your collection? Well, was it worth it?
Worth all those men's deaths? Worth Rose?
Let me tell you something.
Mankind goes into space to explore. To be part of something greater . . .
Exactly! I wanted to touch the stars.
You just want to drag the stars down and stick them underground underneath tons of sand and dirt,
and label them.
You're about as far from the stars as you can get.
And you took her down with you.
She was 19 years old.
Go on then, kill me.
Why are you doing this?
I am armed. I will kill.
It is my purpose.
They're all dead because of you!
They are dead because of US!
And now what?
What are you waiting for?
I feel your fear.
What d'you expect? Daleks do not fear. Must not fear!
You gave me life.
What else have you given me?
I am contaminated.
You were quick on your feet, leaving Rose behind.
I'm not the one who sealed the vault!
Open the bulkhead or Rose Tyler dies.
You're alive! Can't get rid of me.
I thought you were dead. Open the bulkhead!
Don't do it! What use are emotions,
if you will not save the woman you love?
I killed her once.
I can't do it again.
What do we do now? You bleeding heart, what the hell do we do?
Kill it when it gets here. The guns are useless,
and the alien weapons are in the vault. Only the catalogued ones.
Broken.
Hairdryer.
Mr Van Statten tends to dispose of his staff and wipe their memory.
I kept this in case I needed to fight my way out. You, in a fight?
I could do! What you gonna do, throw your A Levels at 'em? Oh, yes!
Lock and load!
I'm begging you, don't kill them. You didn't kill me.
But why not? Why are you alive?
My function is to kill. What am I?
What am I?
Don't move! Don't do anything!
It's beginning to question itself.
Van Statten.
You tortured me. Why?
I wanted to help you, I just . . . I don't know, I was trying to help.
I thought if we could get through to you, could mend you . . .
I wanted you better. I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry. I swear, I just wanted you to talk!
Then hear me talk now.
Exterminate! Exterminate!
EXTERMINATE!
Don't do it! Don't kill him! You don't have to do this any more.
There must be something else, not just killing. What else is there?
What do you want?
I want . . .
freedom.
You're out. You made it.
I never thought I'd feel the sunlight again.
How does it . . . feel?
IT WHIRRS
Get out of the way!
Rose, get out of the way, now! No! Cos I won't let you do this.
That thing killed hundreds of people.
It's not the one pointing the gun at me.
I've got to do this. I've got to end it.
The Daleks destroyed my home, my people. I've got nothing left.
Look at it.
What's it doing?
It's the sunlight. That's all it wants.
But it can't . . . It couldn't kill van Statten, it couldn't kill me.
It's changing. And what about you, Doctor?
What the hell are you changing into?
I couldn't . . .
I wasn't . . .
Oh, Rose.
They're all dead.
Why do we survive?
I don't know.
I am the last of the Daleks.
You're not even that.
Rose did more than regenerate you.
You've absorbed her DNA.
You're mutating.
Into what?
Something new.
I'm sorry.
Isn't that better?
Not for a Dalek.
I can . . . feel
so many ideas.
So much darkness.
Rose. Give me orders.
Order me to die.
I can't do that.
This is not life.
This is sickness.
I shall not be like you!
Order my destruction!
Obey!
Obey! Obey!
Do it.
Are you frightened, Rose Tyler?
Yeah.
So am I.
Exterminate.
What the hell are you doing? 200 personnel dead, and all because of you, sir.
Take him away, wipe his memory and leave him by the road someplace.
You can't do this to me! I am Henry van Statten!
By tonight, Henry van Statten will be a homeless, brainless junkie,
living on the streets of San Diego, Seattle, Sacramento -
some place beginning with S.
Little piece of home. Better than nothing.
Is that the end of it? The Time War. I'm the only one left.
I win. How about that?
The Dalek survived.
Maybe some of your people did too. I'd know.
In here.
Feels like there's no-one.
Well, then. Good thing I'm not going anywhere. Yeah.
We'd better get out. Van Statten's gone. They're closing down the base.
Goddard says they're gonna fill it with cement, like it never existed! About time.
I'll have to go back home. Better hurry up, then.
Next flight to Heathrow leaves at 1500 hours.
Adam said that all his life, he wanted to see the stars.
Tell him to go and stand outside, then. He's all on his own, Doctor.
And he did help. He left you there!
So did you. What are you talking about? We've got to leave!
Plus, he's a bit pretty. I hadn't noticed. On your own head . . .
What are you doing? She said cement.
She wasn't joking - we're gonna get sealed in!
Doctor?
What are you doing standing inside a box?
Rose?
TARDIS THRUMS
The fourth great and bountiful human empire.
Planet Earth at its height.
Kronkburger with cheese, kronkburger with pajatos.
Something's wrong.
My watch must be wrong.
Your history's not as good as you thought. My history's perfect. Well, obviously not.
I can taste it. Engage safety. 'Someone down there shouldn't be here.'
Who are you?
I'm the editor.
What's happening? Spike.
WOMAN SCREAMS
Subtitles by Carolyn Black BBC Broadcast 2005