The Doctor will save me. The Doctor will save me...
Excuse me, I'm going to need my inhaler.
Any second now, you're going to stop that countdown.
Both of you. Together.
And then you're going to negotiate the most perfect treaty of all time.
Safeguards all round, completely fair on both sides.
- And the key to perfect negotiation? - Not knowing what side you're on.
So, for the next few hours, until we decide to let you out...
No-one in this room will be able to remember if they're human...
- .. or Zygon. - Whoops-a-daisy!
Cancel the detonation!
Hello.
- Do you want to...? - No, you can, if you...
Shall we do it together?
- Operation Double. - The Zygon peace treaty.
- I'm Osgood. - I'm also Osgood.
Remember that. It'll be important later.
Operation Double is a covert operation,
outside of normal UNIT strictures, to resettle and rehouse
- an alien race in secrecy on planet Earth. - With UNIT's help,
20 million Zygons have been allowed to take human form,
been dispersed around the world, and are now living amongst us.
We're making this in case something goes wrong.
In case UNIT is infiltrated.
In case something occurs to unmask the Zygons.
Or in case one or both of us dies.
The Zygons are a peaceful race.
Their shape-changing ability should not be considered a weapon.
It's a survival mechanism.
They embed themselves in other cultures,
and live out their lives in their new bodies in peace and harmony...
mainly.
Any race is capable of the best and the worst.
Every race is peaceful and warlike.
- Good and evil. - My race is no exception.
And neither is mine.
If one Zygon goes rogue...
Or one human...
.. then the ceasefire will break.
- That's why the Doctor left us this. - He called it the Osgood Box.
If you've been paying attention, you'll be able to guess why.
- This is the last resort. - The final sanction.
Pray this box is never needed.
Because if it is, that means the ceasefire is breaking...
And with 20 million shape-changing Zygons
dispersed around the world...
.. that is the Nightmare Scenario.
Ah!
Come on, kids, no pushing!
'Hi, this is Clara Oswald. I'm probably on the Tube
'or in outer space. Leave a message!'
Hello, it's Doctor Disco.
I'm in the 21st century.
I don't know what month.
I'm staking out some of the most dangerous creatures imaginable.
Operating under deep cover.
Trying not to attract suspicion.
Give me a call, Clara. Nightmare Scenario.
I'm worried.
OK. Hey, Monster High and Cinderella.
Down off the monkey bars. Listen to me. We've got to talk.
Get me Colonel Walsh.
And I need you to coordinate the Operation Double locations.
There are 20 million Zygons!
And most of the data was with...
her.
Do what you can. Start with any that have intelligence flags
from the past six months.
Walsh coming through.
- Walsh. Turmezistan. - Any new arrivals?
One. The pictures aren't very good.
Can you zoom in on the prisoner?
It's her.
Get into her files. We have to assume they've been compromised.
Too late. The encryption system's already been hacked.
And they've sent through another video.
Look, I admire you, OK?
I think you're ingenious --
pretending to be a couple of seven-year-olds is a splendid way
to conceal your blobbiness.
But let's not pretend.
You're very blobby.
In fact, you two are the big blobs.
And you are not patrolling the ceasefire.
Fine. Fine, bury your heads.
Listen to me. Listen!
There are other factions.
I know that there are other blobby factions you don't control.
They're planning something.
And if we don't get together and stop it,
it'll be the end of this. Of all of you.
This is our jurisdiction, Doctor.
These are our creatures. We are close to finding them.
They are our children, and we will deal with them.
Your kids are out of control.
I'm taking this out of your hands.
Don't even think about going anywhere.
Are you phoning me with your backside again,
or are you really sending me a distress signal?
I'm really sending you a distress signal.
They've kidnapped Osgood and they've stolen the location
of every Zygon on Earth.
Doctor, the ceasefire's broken down.
Hey! Away! Away!
Get those kids out of the way!
Out of the way! Out of the way! Out of the way!
Move! Out of the way!
UNIT troops will be destroyed wherever they are in the world.
The enemies of our race will be destroyed
wherever they are in the world.
The war is about to begin.
There will be truth...
.. or there will be consequences.
'Hi, this is Clara Oswald. I'm probably on the Tube
'or in outer space. Leave a message!'
Call me now.
'Hello, it's Doctor Disco...'
Hello. Oh, hello.
Sandeep, hello.
- You OK? - I can't find my mummy and daddy.
Well, why don't you wait here, and I can go see if I can find them?
Hello?
Oh, sorry -- erm,
your little boy is out there.
He couldn't find you.
Daddy's here!
We can take him.
- Is... Is he OK? - Everything's fine.
Did you just call yourself "Doctor Disco"?
This is where the Zygon High Command had their secret base.
A junior school?
Terms of the settlement, Operation Double, were these --
20 million Zygons, the entire hatchery,
were allowed to be born and to stay on Earth.
They were permitted to permanently take up the form
of the nearest available human beings -- in this case,
a large percentage of the population of the UK.
You left us with an impossible situation, Doctor.
Yes, I know. It's called peace.
What about the two little girl commanders?
Weren't they helping you?
They've been almost impossible to deal with since Osgood left.
Secretive, uncommunicative.
We've known there's something going on -- some radicalisation,
some revolution in the younger brood.
They said they had it under control.
The Zygon command centre.
That's the control polyp for all Zygons on Earth.
It's horrible.
Could you...? Would you mind? Thank you.
If this has been compromised,
the Zygons are wide open.
They'll be starting to panic.
Starting to worry.
Doctor, do you want to be alone with that thing?
It's a command computer.
You operate it by titivating the fronds.
Are you enjoying that?!
I snogged a Zygon once. Old habits...
Still got the old magic.
So, Osgood's been kidnapped, right? I thought Osgood was dead.
There've always been two of her, ever since the ceasefire.
- We never knew which one was real. - Both of them.
- OK, which one was Zygon. - Both of them.
They would have maintained a live link --
they were both Zygon and human at the same time.
They not only administered the peace, they were the peace.
When the other Osgood died,
the survivor went pretty much mad with grief.
Then she just disappeared -- went undercover in the States.
Now, of course, the rebels have her.
Ah! OK.
Zygons hatched and dispersed all over --
but something's gone wrong.
Mexico border, North Asia,
West Africa, Australia...
Panic. Paranoia.
What would happen if they knew who we were?
We've received another video.
That's the Zygon High Command. It's Jemima and Claudette.
We have been betrayed.
We were sold.
Our rights were violated.
We demand the right to be ourselves.
Normalise.
Normalise!
We are now the Zygon High Command.
All traitors will die.
Truth or consequences.
So, we have a Zygon revolution on our hands.
- We need to open negotiations. - I'm not negotiating with them.
As far as they're concerned, everyone's a traitor.
If you're not going to negotiate, what are you going to do?
They're holed up in this settlement in Turmezistan --
it's where they've taken Osgood. I'm going to order Colonel Walsh to bomb it.
Isn't there a solution that doesn't involve bombing everyone?
The treaty's been comprehensively violated, Doctor.
This is a splinter group. The rest of the Zygons, the vast majority --
they want to live in peace.
You start bombing them, you'll radicalise the lot.
That's exactly what the splinter group wants.
"Truth or consequences" -- what exactly does that mean?
It's just the usual kind of nonsense these idiots call themselves.
- It's in New Mexico. - What?
It's a town in New Mexico -- Truth or Consequences.
They renamed it after a TV show, for a bet or something.
It's a Trivial Pursuit question.
I used to memorise Trivial Pursuit questions so I could win.
That's the last place we received signal from Osgood's phone,
isn't it? New Mexico.
OK. Kate Stewart, no bombs for you. Go to Truth or Consequences.
See what you can find out. The Doctor will go to Turmezistan.
Negotiate peace, rescue Osgood, and prevent this war,
cos that's what he does.
Clara, Jac -- you stay here. This is your country --
protect it from the scary monsters.
- And also from the Zygons. - Fine.
Oh, and do you still have the presidential aircraft?
I thought you didn't like being President of the World.
No, but I like poncing about in a big plane.
How many troops do you have?
Not many.
Usually on bigger cases we can draft in from the regular army.
We can't do that now.
The secrecy of the project has to be maintained.
You got any snazzy weapons?
There was an attempted Zygon invasion before,
in the '70s, '80s.
One of our staff was a naval surgeon.
Worked at Porton Down on the captured Zygons.
Developed Z-67.
It's a nerve gas. Unravels their DNA.
Basically, turns them inside out.
Where do you keep it?
We don't. It was taken --
- the formula, the lot. - Who took it?
Somebody with a Tardis.
They're ready for you, ma'am.
Keep in touch.
Oh, I just need to swing by home and grab a couple of things.
Yeah, course.
Quick, before someone sees us!
It's really slow. We can catch them. (Come on!)
- It's slower than usual. - What's wrong with it?
- Is there a cellar, or somewhere else they could've gone? - No.
Ugh, what is that?
No, don't!
I think we need to get some reinforcements.
Approaching target at 1-00-65-12. Confirm strike order.
Order confirmed.
At ease.
I'm the President of the World.
I'm here to rescue people
and generally establish happiness all over the place.
The Doctor. Doctor Funkenstein.
- Yes, we know who you are. - Going to strike altitude.
What's going on here?
Fun and games?
We're 700 metres lower, 700 metres lower than planned. Over.
You're not bombing that town. That's where they're holding my friend.
They're dangerous. And your friend is almost certainly dead.
I'm not going to allow them to disperse.
You can't track a shape-shifter.
Visual on the target.
Confirm strike.
Colonel!
Confirm strike.
Confirm strike!
Confirm strike.
Confirm strike!
Strike aborted. Strike aborted.
Well, that's interesting.
Hello?
You one of them?
I'm a friend. I've come to help.
Alone?
Have you come to help alone?
What happened here?
You must have brought backup.
Where's your backup?
- Tell me! - First, tell me why I need it.
We think it's a Zygon training camp.
We never see more than one or two of them outside at any one time.
But they always take different shapes -- we don't know how many there really are.
We don't know how they come and go -- whether they go through tunnels,
or whether they turn into dogs and run out across the hills.
So, that's what we'll find out.
We should have that gas.
We should be able to rip them inside out.
Colonel, take it easy. They're trying to unsettle you.
They're trying to make you paranoid and panicked.
Any living thing in this world, including my family and friends,
could turn into a Zygon and kill me, any second now.
It's not paranoia when it's real.
I've been looking into this.
There have been reports all over London of strange activity in lifts.
I've patched into CCTV from Scotland Yard --
all the elevators I can find.
Now, this is SOAS.
People dragging bundles. They go down, down, down,
a few minutes go by. And then...
.. they're all gone.
There is something very wrong happening underneath London.
The Brits came two years ago.
We didn't want them. They just...
They just turned up.
No jobs. Nowhere to live. No money.
And they were... They were odd.
They started getting into fights.
Couple of them got killed.
More than a couple. What happened here?
After the murders, they started banding together.
And then, one day, one of them changed.
Changed?
One of them was walking down West Main,
and suddenly,
it turned into a...
.. a reptile.
They just came for us.
They turned into monsters and they CAME for us.
And we couldn't fight them.
You can't tell who's who.
They can turn your own family against you.
Have you seen her?
Yeah, she was here. She was at the motel, asking questions.
Before...
- Everybody's gone. - Where?
'OK, listen carefully. Once we get to the village
'we have a 30-minute window before the airstrike.'
We all know what a rabbit warren this place is,
but we've got intel they're holed up inside the church.
Hitchley, you take the front, storm it, draw their fire,
- the Doctor and I will take the back. - This is our object.
We need to get her back. Safely.
Try to kill as few of them as possible,
I need have to have someone to negotiate with.
You know what they're capable of. Do not fall victim to it.
- Truck open. Code Green. - Let's move out!
Come out! Throw down your weapons!
Come out! We have you surrounded!
COME OUT OF THERE!
Come out, we have you surrounded!
I don't have any weapons. Please.
Take aim. On my command.
No. No, don't, please.
Johnny...
you don't understand.
You're not my mother, don't use my name.
They took us here.
They came to the house and took us.
They took your sister.
- Me. - Stay where you are.
It's not us who are the impostors.
Don't let them trick you.
It's your commanders, your chief -- they're the aliens.
'Do not fall victim!'
Ask her some details. She's a copy --
ask something only your mum could know.
- Mom, I'm going to have to ask you some questions. - Don't do this.
You know it's me.
Don't let them trick you.
- Date and place of my birth. - They brought us here,
they're using us against you.
I'm scared.
Please, I'm so scared.
Name of my favourite teddy bear.
I don't remember.
I'm sorry, I don't.
Don't kill me because I can't remember!
Hitchley!
Stay back!
All of you, stay back from them!
That is not your mother, it's an alien hostile.
We're not those creatures, we're hostages.
Kill it!
I can prove it. I can prove who we are.
Just come inside, I'll show you.
Don't go in there.
- Please. - You're not my mom!
Oh, God, you're going to kill me.
Mom, please...
You are, you're going to kill me.
I love you.
I forgive you and I love you.
Do it!
- What proof? - Don't go in there, you're going to your death!
- Hitchley, kill it. - Let's go.
Over and out, ma'am.
Dammit.
DAMMIT!
This is pointless! Just let me go in and talk!
They've executed my men.
Where are the Zygons?
We need to bomb the hell out of this place.
It's INFESTED with these things.
We can't tell who the enemy is any more,
we can't count them and we can't track them!
I'm not going to let you do that.
I just lost my men,
I'll quite happily bomb the hell out of anywhere.
We need to move. Strike's on its way.
- I need to find Osgood. - You've got ten minutes.
- Help! Help! - Osgood!
- Doctor!
- Osgood! - Doctor, I'm here!
Osgood!
I'm down here!
- Osgood! - Doctor!
Doctor!
- Doctor! - Osgood!
Got to get you out. They're going to bomb this place.
What do the Zygons want?
They're training, practising new skills -- doctor what are you doing here?
Rescuing you. In quite a dashing way, I might add.
They fled through the tunnels. They're going back to the UK.
If you're here, they've got you out of the way. Who's left in the UK?
- Clara. - Clara!
Oh, hello.
They've started.
So much for "ten minutes"(!)
You found something? What? What do you want me to see?
Oh, God.
W-Were those all people?
It's an odd world nowadays, isn't it?
It's always been an odd world.
Mm. I mean, doesn't it feel, sometimes,
that things are coming to an end?
Everything's just going nuts.
You're middle-aged, that's what it is. No offence.
Everybody middle-aged always thinks the world's about to come to an end.
Never does.
It's here.
Oh, my God.
'Hi, this is Clara Oswald.
'I'm probably on the tube or in outer space. Leave a message!'
Can you change your voicemail message, please,
it's getting very boring.
Oh, I see you've accessorised it.
Yes.
- The old question marks. - You used to wear question marks.
Oh, I know, yes, I did.
They were nice. Why don't you wear them any more?
Oh, I do.
I've got question mark underpants.
Makes one wonder what the question is.
Which one are you?
Human or Zygon?
- I don't answer that question. - Why not?
Because there isn't a question to answer. I don't accept it.
My sister and I were the living embodiment of the peace we made.
I will give all the lives I have to protect it.
You want to know who I am, Doctor?
I am the peace.
I am Human AND Zygon.
Like a hybrid.
A hybrid, if you like.
Well, I'm proud to know you, Osgood.
And I promise that I won't tell anyone... that you're a human.
Zygons need to keep the human original alive
to refresh the body print. If you were a Zygon,
you'd've changed back within days of your sister's death.
Those were the old rules.
Before Zygons could pluck loved ones from your memory
and wear their faces.
Zygons only need to keep the original alive
if they need more information from them.
If the interrogation is over... then the original can die.
Oh, my God.
These are Zygon pods.
- I think you might be right. - About what?
The end of the world.
Bit of first-things-first-ness.
What's your name?
My name's -- well...
you can call me the Doctor.
But then you knew that, didn't you?
You want something.
What is it?
You are the President of the World?
I suppose so.
We want... the world.
OK. It looks like whole buildings full of people have been pinched.
In fact, it looks like a whole London full of people
have been pinched. But we've got here early, they're still growing.
We've have to neutralise these before they hatch.
Take your positions.
Do you know what?
I'm enjoying this.
- Clara. - What?
We don't know that's what these are.
Oh, come on. These are eggs, or pods, or whatever -- look.
Oh, my God, that's me.
I think we should wait.
Look, they're here,
they're growing duplicates of us.
We have to destroy them.
I've seen this happen before. It happened to that little boy,
they took his parents and then they took him.
But I don't see how these ARE duplicates,
that's not how Zygons work, they don't grow duplicates,
THEY kidnap the original, so these...
These... ARE the humans.
Retreat.
Retreat! This is a trap! This is an ambush!
No...
Oh, no, Miss Oswald, please. Please!
Kill the traitors.
Is he OK?
Hello, Clara.
My name is Bonnie.
We want the truth of who we are
to be acknowledged.
We want to live as ourselves.
At any cost. We want a home.
Well, you can't have the United Kingdom.
There's already people living there.
They'll think you're going to pinch their benefits.
We're already there, Doctor.
The invasion's already taken place,
bit by bit, over the last year.
We've won the first battle.
And now, we are going to begin the war.
There's hundreds more.
They killed everybody.
We have to find out what forms they took, how many of them there were.
- How did this happen? - Somebody once caught the briefest of glimpses
of a Zygon in its proper form.
A child...
who hadn't learned to preserve its body print...
.. who had been left alone
to learn these things for itself.
And then word went round these primitives...
- that we were monsters. - "We"?
There isn't any backup, is there?
I just had to be sure.
'Commander calling Truth or Consequences. What is your status?'
'Repeat, Commander calling Truth or Consequences.
- 'What is your status?' - Commander...
UNIT neutralised in North America,
Truth or consequences.
'Copy that.'
Bonnie speaking. UNIT neutralised in the UK.
More or less.
Answer it. Say goodbye.
This plane will never land.
Really. Clara?
Doctor.
- Clara? - There you are.
- Clara, I'm glad you're OK. Listen... - You're breaking up.
The invasion has happened. You're probably surrounded by Zygons.
Get to the Tardis, get yourself safe.
And, apparently, my plane is never going to land
- but let's see what we're going to do about that. - I'm sorry,
but Clara's dead.
Kate Stewart is dead,
the UNIT troops are all dead.
Truth or consequences.