"He's making it up. There's no weapons up there, there's no threat. He just invented it."
The Doctor said trying to convince himself.
"Do you think they'll believe him?" Harriet asked, skeptical.
"They did last time."
"That's why the Slitheen went for spectacle. They want the whole world panicking, because you lot, you get scared, you lash out."
"Brilliant." Ella mumbles.
"They release the defence codes-"
"And the Slitheen go nuclear." The Doctor finish Rose's action.
"But why?" The Doctor opens the metal shutters. The Slitheen are still standing outside the door.
"You get the codes, release the missiles. But not into space because there's nothing there. You attack every other country on Earth, they retaliate, fight back. World War Three, whole planet gets nuked." The woman Slitheen, still in her skin suit, stands before the Doctor.
"And we can sit through it in our spaceship waiting in the Thames. Not crashed. Just parked. They'll be two minutes away."
"But you'll destroy the planet, this beautiful place. What for?" Harriet asked, horrified.
"Profit. That's what the signal is beaming into space, an advert."
"Sale of the century. We reduce the Earth to molten slag, then sell it. Piece by piece. Radioactive chucks capable of powering every cut-price star liner and budget cargo ship. There's a recession out there, Doctor. People are buying cheap. This rock becomes raw fuel."
"At the cost of 5 billion lives."
"Bargain." She said without feeling any guilt.
"Bargain?!" Ella shouts incredulously.
"Then I give you the choice. Leave this planet or I'll stop you." The Slitheen all burst out laughing at The Doctor's remarks.
"What? You? Trapped in your box?" The Doctor does not look remotely abashed. He stares her out.
"Yes. Me." The Doctor fixes her in his gaze and closes the shutters. The smirk fades from the woman's face.
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"Alright, Doctor. I'm not saying I trust you, but there must be something you can do." Jackie said through the phone.
"If we ferment the porch, we could make ascetic acid." Harriet suggest.
"Mickey, any luck?"
"There's loads of emergency numbers, they're all on voicemail." The Doctor is standing quietly with his arms folded, leaning against the wall away from the others as he is deep in thought.
"Voicemail dooms us all."
"If we could just get out of here-"
"There's a way out." The Doctor suddenly speaks up cutting Rose off.
"What?" She turns to face him.
"There's always been a way out."
"Then why don't we use it?" The Doctor strides over to the table and leans over to speak into the phone.
"Because I can't guarantee your daughter will be safe."
"Don't you dare. Whatever it is, don't you dare." Jackie pleads.
"That's the thing, if I don't dare, everyone dies."
"Do it." Rose said sternly making The Doctor looks up at her.
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