Scene 27: The Doctor and Penny are an the elevator travelling up to the offices of O&C Electronics. muzak is playing quietly in the background. Penny begins humming along with the muzak, stops and turns to the Doctor.
Penny: "Doctor..."
Doctor: "Hmm? Yes, Penny."
P: "You still haven't explained to me why those Reubens would come to Earth when it's so far from their fight with the Sontarans."
D: [Sighs] "Their Rutan's, not Reubens. These are ruthless aliens, not grilled corned beef and sauerkraut sandwiches. Both the Rutans and the Sontarans have used the Earth for experiments and staging throughout the past and future."
P: "What!? Using Humans like guinea pigs in a planet sized laboratory?"
D: "Basically, yes. Earth is nicely out of the way, and humanity is a very creative and cunning race -- one of the reasons I like you lot so much. Anyway, as to why the Rutan's are here now, I would imagine it has something to do with that temporal slip I detected on the way in."
P: "I thought you said that was caused by a glitch in the Tardis."
D: "Well, it was...sort of."
P: "Sort of!? Doctor, you're not instilling me with much confidence."
D: "Penny; have faith. The temporal slip was caused by a glitch in the old girl, but only when we passed through a chronoton stream eminating from this city."
P: [Not sounding very convinced] "And you tracked that chono-whatsis stream to this building?"
D: [pronouncing the word slowly] "Chro-no-tron stream. It's a by-product of time corridors linking two time/space coordinates. But no, I wasn't able to track it to this building. It stopped before we landed, meaning we arrived shortly before the chronotons are too be released."
P: "So how do you know that this building is linked to the Rutan's?"
D: "Remember that lady I knocked over at the cafe? When I helped her pick up the papers she dropped, I noticed a number of temporal physics equations had been jotted in the margins and the letter head was from O&C Electronics."
FX: A ping echoes in the elevator as they arrive at their floor.
P: "Elementary my dear Watson."
D: "Precisely, my dear Penny. After you"
FX: Two sets of footsteps are heard as the Doctor and Penny leave the elevator and approach the receptionist who can be heard [fading up] talking on the phone.
Receptionist: "I'm sorry, he's Doctor Bell is not in today. May I send you to his voice mail? ... Just a moment." [a beep followed by the phone ringing again. the footsteps stop] "Ocean and Crane Electronics, how may I help you? ... Certainly. Just a moment." [beep, the receptionist pauses then addresses ] "Good afternoon, may I help you?"
D: "Yes, I'm the Doctor and this is my assistant Penny. We're here to see Professor Rudd."
R: "Doctor... Who may I say is calling?"
D: "Ahh, Doctor Smith."
R: "Oh yes, Doctor Smith, Professor Rudd is expecting you. If you'll follow me, I'll take you to the lab."
D: "Really? Allons-y!"
[Footsteps on linoleum floor]
P: [whispering] "Doctor, what's going on? Who is Professor Rudd and how could they have known you were coming?"
D: [whispering] "Well, the receptionist either has me confused with someone else, or..."
P: "Or?"
D: "Well, when you travel in time and space you never know when you'll turn up and who may be expecting you."
[Footsteps continue - fade out]
Scene 28: Interior - Science lab. The sounds of running computers and other tech tech sounds are in the background. The sound of a welding torch and tools being knocked about can also be heard.
Prof. Rudd: [Welding torch stops] "Danny, could you hand me the spanner?"
Danny: [Danny hits his head on a metal grate] "Ow! Which one?"
PR: "The blue one."
Trish: "Why you insist on color coding your tools, I'll never understand."
Dn: "The 'Prof' has a photographic memory when it comes to colors. That's why she uses all those colored pens and chalks when she's working her equations." [some clanking of metal tools] "Here you go."
T: "And that works?"
PR: "Thanks Danny. Yes Trish, for some reason my brain keys in on colors more easily than anything."
T: "I guess that explains why you're such a flashy dresser." [giggles]
FX: Door hisses open, followed by footsteps, and then closes.
Receptionist: "Professor Rudd, Doctor Smith to see you."
PR: [Cheerfully] "Ahh, right on time. Thank you. Danny, Trish, why don't you two grab some lunch."
Dn: "Sure, 'Prof'"
T: "Yes mam."
FX: The door hisses open as the Receptionist, Danny, and Trish leave.
PR: "Well Doctor. Long time, no see."
P: "Doctor. Do you know this lady?"
D: "Indeed. Penny, may I introduce you to Professor Julia Rudd. The Earth's foremost authority on Temporal Mechanics for her time. Though that was back in 2013, what are you doing here in the 22nd century?"
P: "2013?"
D: "Yes, one-hundred-and-six-years ago, and you, dear Julia don't look a day over 40."
PR: "Well, even if my birth certificate says I'm one-hundred-thirtyeight, there's no need to be insulting... I'm thirty-one."
D: "Please forgive me. Still, how did you end up here...now?"
PR: "Oops?"
P/D: [simultaneously] "Oops?!"
PR: "A year after we parted ways I was working on a project in New Zealand. One minute it's 2014, the next it's 2112. [laughs] Must have superimposed my yellow and orange equations."
D: "Ah, so you've been here for a while my rainbow coloured Professor."
PR: "Yes, and I've been working on a way to get back ever since."
P: "Unsuccessfully I take it."
PR: "It would seem traveling forward in time is much easier than it is to go back."
D: "Indeed it is; unless you happen to be a Time Lord."
PR: "I take it you detected my experiments and came to warm me, once again, not to meddle in forces that are beyond me, Doctor."
D: "Actually, my TARDIS ran into the chronoton stream your little contraption will release tomorrow."
PR: "I'm sorry Doctor, but you must be mistaken. My machine here is at least a week away from even being ready to test."
P: "Well, something caused the TARDIS to crash."
D: "Precisely, so either your machine is ready tomorrow or someone else in this city is working on a time corridor."
P: "Could it be the Rutans?"
D: "It would make sense, but the Rutans have never shown an interest or aptitude for time travel. If we were dealing with the Sontarans or Daleks..."
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