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I'm not interfering, 'cause you gotta handle this on your own.

Here's your ID card.

Oh, I'm so glad I got you.

(SCREAMING IN TERROR)

Good point! So, what're they up to?

No one knows, sir. He's disappeared.

-Raise your hands above your head! -(SIRENS WAILING)

the ship had one porcine pilot.

Look, just go home! Just go home right now.

Followed by a list of the dead.

-Get used to it. -He would've said.

What, for a year? You forgot for a year?

So, um, in 12 months...

INDRA: But that's not possible. He left this afternoon.

-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING) -Got it! Ha-ha!

(TARDIS WHIRRING)

But the whole crash landing's a fake. I thought so. Just too perfect.

Why won't you tell me where you've been?

Then what is it?

is the direct result of hostile alien action.

You were just about to investigate,

You see, my mother's in the Flydale Infirmary,

I can't let her in and that's a fact.

those people who've devoted their lives to studying outer space.

WOMAN: All right, all right! Keep your hair on! It's not my fault, is it?

The police urge the public not to panic.

That's right, don't look round.

It's... It's alien.

UNIT! United Nations Intelligence Taskforce. Good people.

ID cards are to be worn at all times.

to see history happening right in front of us.

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

Now they need you.

And where do you think you're going?