‘The Space Hotel’ – Part Two, Chapter 5

Hello everyone! 🙂

Welcome to ‘Bradley’s Basement’ blog and I’m Tim Bradley!

Welcome back to this second week of the repeat of ‘The Space Hotel’ from ‘The Fifth Doctor by Tim Bradley’ series. This week, it’s ‘Part Two’ of the story and we begin today with Chapter 5. Let’s find out whether the Fifth Doctor, Nyssa and Billy did survive the events of the previous week’s episode!

Here is a brief summary of what ‘The Space Hotel’ is all about.

The TARDIS takes the Doctor, Nyssa and Billy to Rotenhend Hotel 360 in the 37th century. They meet a rude hotel manager and murders take place.

Enjoy!

Tim. 🙂


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5. “Good Morning, Doctor!”

Roll original 1982 Peter Davison opening credits


REPRISE
In the corridor with the Doctor and Gordon on Level #46, Gordon takes out a gun from his pocket as he claims to have spotted someone in the shadows.

GORDON
(shouts) “There he is! Whoever he, she or it is!” (calls) “Stop, you! Stop or I’ll shoot!”

Gordon then fires his laser gun. The Doctor lets out a pained groan.

DOCTOR
(groans) “Mr. Rotenhend. I don’t think you should…”

GORDON
(shouts loudly) “I said stop!”

Gordon fires again. There is then a slump to the floor. Moment of silence.

GORDON
(triumphantly) “I got him! I got him!” (laughs out loud) “Doctor! I got him!” (puzzled) “Doctor?”

The lights are then switched back on again.

GORDON
(pleased) “Ah! The lights are back on!”

Gordon then gasps, as he looks to the floor.

GORDON
(gasps; despairingly) “Oh no! I got him alright!” (Pause) “I shot the Doctor! I shot the Doctor!”

(CONTINUES INTO:)


SCENE #35 – INT – ROOM #126, LEVEL #26 – 37TH CENTURY – MORNING
Next morning, the Doctor slowly wakes up as he finds himself in bed in Room #126 on Level #26. Rousing out of his sleep, he sits up in the bed, getting a headache.

DOCTOR
(disorientated) “Ooh! What’s happened to these dendrites of mine?”

NYSSA
“Good morning, Doctor! Are you feeling better?”

As the Doctor comes round from his sleep, he looks to see Nyssa at his bedside.

DOCTOR
(surprised) “Nyssa!” (Pause) “Yes. Yes Nyssa, I’m fine! A little absent-minded, but apart from that all systems go. I think.”

Nyssa then hands a cup of tea to the Doctor.

NYSSA
“Here. Drink this.”

DOCTOR
“What is it?”

NYSSA
“Tea. With two sugars.”

The Doctor takes the cup of tea from Nyssa before taking a few sips from it. He feels invigorated once taking the drink.

DOCTOR
“Thank you, Nyssa. This is really nice.”

NYSSA
“I’m pleased to see you’re well.”

DOCTOR
“Was there any doubt I wouldn’t be?”

NYSSA
“Well you did get shot. Though thankfully Mr. Rotenhend’s weapon was on stun.”

DOCTOR
“Yes. Mr. Rotenhend certainly did make a miscalculated shot.”

Nyssa sits next to the Doctor, whilst he drinks his cup of tea.

NYSSA
“Do you remember much last night?”

The Doctor sips his cup of tea.

DOCTOR
(gradually) “Not much. I was nearly onto something before this mishap.”

NYSSA
“Onto something? What was it?”

DOCTOR
(changes subject) “How did I get here by the way?”

NYSSA
“Billy and I managed to find you when Mr. Rotenhend informed us you were stunned by his apparently ‘accidental’ shot. We brought you back here last night. Though it was quite a trek.”

DOCTOR
(chuckles) “Yes. Well, I’m sorry the zero room wasn’t available to you two?”

The Doctor sip his cup of tea again.

DOCTOR
“By the way, where’s Billy?”

NYSSA
“He’s in the hotel dining room and kitchens on level forty-four.”

DOCTOR
“Really? What’s he doing there?”

NYSSA
“I’ll explain later.”

Moment of silence.

DOCTOR
“Did you and Billy enjoy yourselves last evening?”

NYSSA
(enthusiastically) “Yes we did. We had a lovely evening. Up to a point.”

DOCTOR
“Up to a point? What do you mean?”

NYSSA
“Well…Billy and I were dancing some side steps before a group of what seemed to be darkly dressed men with long guns and wearing funny hats came in. Billy said they were called gangsters from the nineteen twenties.”

DOCTOR
“Ah! I can see the characters you’re referring to. Jimmy Cagney; Robert Stack; the Untouchables; ‘you dirty rat’ and all that!”

NYSSA
“I’m sorry, Doctor. I don’t understand the references.”

DOCTOR
“Hmm? Oh it’s not important. Anyway, why did Billy have those in his program for such a ‘romantic’ evening?”

NYSSA
“He didn’t, Doctor. That was the mystery! He said he hadn’t included those men in the dance program when he was setting it up. He then got knocked out by somebody and was unconscious for quite some time. He’s better now.”

DOCTOR
“I see. And what happened then?”

NYSSA
“Well the program started distorting.”

DOCTOR
“Really?”

NYSSA
“Yes! Everything was phasing in and out like when we were having breakfast yesterday. When Billy came round, we made our way to find out what was going on. Other guests were making similar complaints too. That’s when we found Mr. Rotenhend the manager who told us where you were.”

DOCTOR
“Did he say that another spaceship crashed into the hotel when the simulations were being distorted including your dance evening?”

NYSSA
“No. there were no crashes. Mr. Rotenhend is as baffled as we guests were. There’s no explanation as to what might have happened.”

DOCTOR
“Interesting. How very interesting.”

Moment of silence.

NYSSA
“Billy said that he’ll meet us when we come down to breakfast this morning.”

DOCTOR
“Yes! Well, we’d best not keep Billy waiting.”

The Doctor eventually drinks and finishes his cup of tea.

DOCTOR
(gradually) “If you don’t mind Nyssa, but I would like to get changed.”

NYSSA
“Of course. I’ll take your empty cup and wait for you outside.”

Nyssa takes the empty cup from the Doctor, before she leaves the room.


SCENE #36 – INT – CORRIDOR, LEVEL #26 – 37TH CENTURY – MORNING
A while later, the Doctor and Nyssa walk down the corridor on Level #26 as they head for the lift.

NYSSA
“By the way, Doctor? What was it you discovered last night?”

DOCTOR
“Hmm? Oh err…Mr. Cooper and Mr. Hill, the gentlemen I was telling you about. They were in the dining room and frantically made themselves scare when they saw me.”

NYSSA
“Did you manage to catch them?”

DOCTOR
“No, I didn’t.” (Pause) “But I did make some investigations whilst I was in their room.”

NYSSA
“You were in their room?”

DOCTOR
“It’s alright, Nyssa. I had my sonic screwdriver with me.”

NYSSA
“But you might have been accused for forcing an entry or suspected of being a burglar when Rotenhend found you.”

DOCTOR
(dismissively) “Oh nonsense, Nyssa! I’m the Doctor! I can go wherever and whenever I like.”

NYSSA
“You can’t…”

DOCTOR
(interrupts) “Anyway, I managed to discover the equipment in question wasn’t there in the room. And I thought about the possibilities of it being taken by the two men or being stolen!” (Pause) “I also found something that quite disturbed me.”

NYSSA
“What was it, Doctor?”

DOCTOR
(hesitant) “I can’t remember!”

The Doctor presses a button for the lift to come up. Moment of silence, as the Doctor and Nyssa wait.

NYSSA
(curious) “By the way, what did you mean by ‘romantic’ evening that Billy and I had?”

DOCTOR
(apprehensive) “I was merely providing…a suitable adjective to the evening you and Billy had.”

NYSSA
“Suitable adjective?”

A loud ding and the lift doors slide open.

DOCTOR
(changes subject) “Let’s go inside the lift to downstairs, shall we?”

The Doctor and Nyssa go in. The lift doors slide shut once they’re in, as they go down.


SCENE #37 – INT – LOBBY, LEVEL #1 – 37TH CENTURY – MORNING
In the lobby on Level #1, Gordon Rotenhend is at the reception desk. He broods and frets on his actions from last night.

GORDON
(softly) “How could I have been such an idiot? Shot the man like he was a piece of dirt! And such class!” (sighs) “Will I be forgiven? Will I escape this isolation?” (Pause) “I am my only friend really. Nobody cares for me! There is no one to love me! All hate me! Except my wife!”

Just then, Elizabeth enters.

GORDON
“Ah! Hello dear!”

Gordon moves to kiss Elizabeth on the cheek. She shakes him off.

ELIZABETH
“Don’t kiss me!”

GORDON
(shouts) “Rats and rockets! What have I done now?”

ELIZABETH
“You know perfectly well what you’ve done! I heard about it last night!”

GORDON
(grimaces) “Forget it!”

ELIZABETH
“I can’t! I’m going to brag about it until you confess your guilt!”

GORDON
“A small accident, woman! It could have happened anywhere!”

ELIZABETH
“Not where it hit the Doctor! And while I’m at it, the Weerds will be coming soon! So you should be prepared and not be rude!”

GORDON
(sighs) “Trivia, Elizabeth! Trivia!”

ELIZABETH
“And see to it that our new waiter has signed his contract with us while you’re at it! You’re always so forgetful when it comes to waiters!”

GORDON
“New waiter? What new waiter?”

Elizabeth ignores Gordon, as she switches the intercom on to speak into it.

ELIZABETH
(through intercom) “Will someone send Mr. Stedman’s breakfast to Room eighty-eight, please?”

Enuji answers on the intercom.

ENUJI (V’O)
“Coo?”

ELIZABETH
(through intercom) “Oh. It’s you, Enuji.”

Elizabeth switches off the intercom for a moment.

ELIZABETH
(to Gordon) “It’s Enuji. The alien waitress.”

GORDON
(groans) “That incompetent piece of filth!”

Gordon switches the intercom on for himself.

GORDON
(through intercom; bitterly) “Enuji! Get off this line now!?”

ELIZABETH
(snaps) “Gordon!”

GORDON
(to Elizabeth) “Well at least it’s better than looking at her awful cow eyes!”

ENUJI (V’O)
“Coo?”

Elizabeth switches the intercom on for herself.

ELIZABETH
(through intercom, slowly) “Enuji! Croissants…lift…eighty-eight!”

ENUJI (V’O)
(happily) “Okay.”

ELIZABETH
(through intercom) “Thank you.”

Elizabeth switches off the intercom.

GORDON
(flabbergasted) “How did you do that, Elizabeth?!”

Bruce the android then interrupts on the intercom.

BRUCE (V’O)
“I thought I was going to take the croissants to Mr. Stedman this morning.”

GORDON
(groans) “Oh no! It’s that robot again!”

ELIZABETH
(through intercom) “I’m sorry! Bruce, I had no idea…”

BRUCE (V’O)
“Truk said I can take them to Mr. Stedman’s room.”

Gordon switches the intercom on for himself.

GORDON
(through intercom; to Bruce) “Oh stuff, Truk! What does he know?!”

BRUCE (V’O)
“A lot more than some.”

GORDON
(through intercom) “Don’t you start!”

Elizabeth switches on the intercom for herself.

ELIZABETH
(diplomatically; through intercom) “Alright, Bruce! You go ahead and send Mr. Stedman his croissants! I’m sure he’ll appreciate it!”

BRUCE (V’O)
“I doubt it.” (groans) “Oh I’m so unhappy.”

ENUJI (V’O)
“So Enuji…not bring croissants…coo?”

BRUCE (V’O)
“Apparently, so girl.”

ENUJI (V’O)
“Coo? Why bot do dang.”

BRUCE (V’O)
“Not a bot. I AM NOT A BOT.”

ELIZABETH
(through intercom) “Well, I’m sure we can sort something out…”

Gordon then slams his hand on the reception desk. He switches on the intercom for himself.

GORDON
(shouts; through intercom) “Stop right there, you two!”

ELIZABETH
“Don’t slam your hand, dear. I’ve just varnished the desk.”

GORDON
“Shut up!” (through intercom; to Enuji; Bruce) “You two! I’ll bring the croissants to Mr. Stedman’s room myself! Is that clear?”

ENUJI (V’O)
“Coo?”

GORDON
(yells) “What?!”

ELIZABETH
“She said ‘yes’, dear.”

GORDON
(through intercom) “Bruce?”

BRUCE (V’O)
“Perfectly clear, sir.”

GORDON
(through intercom) “And here’s a message to all staff! If anyone tries to get their hands on Mr. Stedman’s breakfast, by all the fireballs and asteroids, there will be blood!”

Gordon switches off the intercom.

GORDON
(mockingly) “Drop by drop!”

Gordon laughs to himself, whilst Elizabeth watches him.

ELIZABETH
“Why don’t you make yourself known to the whole public?”

This stops Gordon laughing.


SCENE #38 – EXT – ROTENHEND HOTEL 360 – 37TH CENTURY – N/A
In outer space, the space hotel is bustling with activity. Spaceships travel to and fro from various docking ports with new guests arriving and leaving the hotel. Announcements are made as the ships travel across the space ways and arrive/depart at various docking ports.

COMPUTER VOICE
“Vetar ship Gort’Tar please dock at Docking Port #5. Will passengers attending cosmic buses attend spiral tube 113 please. Any remaining passengers attending the QE22.2 intergalactic ferries please get their tickets at once. If any of you have any problems then ‘tough’ says the manager and owner of this hotel. End of announcements. Thank you for listening.”

The various space ships make for their destinations, as lifts and tubes extend from the hotel for passengers to board their flights.


SCENE #39 – INT – COCKPIT, ROTENHEND SPACE CAR – 37TH CENTURY – MORNING
At Docking Port #8, inside one of the hotel space cars, Larry and Bob sit in the cockpit. They settle in, as they’re about to take off.

LARRY
“Well, this is a comfy seat isn’t it?! These hotel space cars are really good!”

BOB
“Aren’t we going to be stealing this car, Larry?”

LARRY
“Relax, Bob! Her ladyship said that we’ll be fine once we set off for our destination!” (Pause) “Ah! I enjoyed her ladyship’s company when we had our dinner with her yesterday and breakfast this morning!”

BOB
“Yeah! And such a fine buffet! Where do you suppose she gets all that lovely food from?”

LARRY
“She must have a bigger kitchen, Bob.”

BOB
“Oh.”

LARRY
“And what about that business meeting. She seemed so impressed when she saw the stabilisers we got for her.”

BOB
“Weren’t they stolen, Larry?”

LARRY
“Stolen? Now, now, Bob! Let’s have none of that! That’s a trade secret!”

BOB
“Sorry, Bob.” (Pause) “I don’t see why our stealing of this vessel will help us in this business we have with her ladyship.”

LARRY
“We’re not stealing, Bob! We’re commandeering it!”

BOB
“Oh.”

LARRY
“Anyway, it’s perfectly simple what we’ve got to do. We take the car out, head straight northwards, find the little space station, land there, head for the operations room and nobody will be any the wiser.”

BOB
“That’s good, Larry. I never thought you had such a big brain to keep those instructions in your mind.”

Moment of silence, as Larry becomes indignant of Bob’s words.

LARRY
“Let’s just hope this plan of her ladyship’s works.”

BOB
“So do I. Otherwise it would be bad business.”

LARRY
“Oh never mind that. Get those extra supplies whilst I’ll get those engines running.”

BOB
“Right you are!”

Both Larry and Bob get up from their seats and inadvertently bump into each other. They fall back into their seats again.

LARRY
“Don’t bump into me like that!”

Bob turns the other way and trips over something.

LARRY
“And pick your feet up!”

BOB
“Sorry.”

Bob goes to fetch the extra supplies, whilst Larry attends to the engineering control panel. Larry flicks a few switches on, as he sorts out the engines.

LARRY
“Flux drives functioning; mandrill override functioning. Warp drive online. Everything’s ship shape so we’re ready to take off.”

Meanwhile Bob drags in the extra supplies in sacks and boxes. Bob drops one of the sacks onto the floor…

BOB
“Whoops!

…before he places it back on the pile. Then a box then topples over.

BOB
“Whoops!”

Larry turns round to see Bob in a muddle.

LARRY
“Don’t take those! You know that they don’t belong to us!”

Larry returns to the engineering panel, whilst Bob continues dragging in the supplies.

BOB
“Will we be undetected by the security alarms?”

LARRY
“Oh stop nagging, Larry! Have faith in her ladyship! She’ll sort it out for us! She won’t let us down!”

Bob has doubts, whilst Larry whistles a little cheerful tune.


SCENE #40 – INT – DINING ROOM, LEVEL #44 – 37TH CENTURY – MORNING
In the dining room on Level #44, the Doctor and Nyssa enter to find a table to sit for breakfast. Hustle and bustle goes on, as waiters carry trays with breakfast items on them. They take them to various tables.

NYSSA
“I don’t think I’ve seen these gentlemen before, Doctor.”

DOCTOR
“Oh it’s easy not to miss them, Nyssa. They’re rather like Laurel and Hardy in space!”

NYSSA
“Pardon?”

DOCTOR
“I’ll explain later.”

NYSSA
(gradually) “Perhaps we should ask a waiter to take us to a table, Doctor. We might as well try to fit in with the surroundings.”

DOCTOR
“Good idea, Nyssa.” (calls) “Excuse me? Waiter?”

The waiter turns to the Doctor and Nyssa. It happens to be Billy.

BILLY
“Yes. What can I do for you?”

DOCTOR
(amazed) “Billy!”

BILLY
“Doctor! Am I glad to see you! You are well?”

DOCTOR
(bemused) “Yes, err I’m fine. A bit confused but despite that my perceptual vision seems in order accordingly at the moment.”

BILLY
(apprehensive) “Ah. Yes. I was wondering when we’d get to this.”

DOCTOR
(bemused) “What are you doing in that get-up?”

NYSSA
“It’s Billy’s idea.”

DOCTOR
“Billy?”

BILLY
“Well it was partly Nyssa’s idea as well!”

NYSSA
“When the faulty holographic simulations occurred and complaints were made by the guests, I stated we need to investigate this matter more carefully.”

BILLY
“You see things were getting a little sneaky and we talked about having somebody on the inside observing goings-on and such.”

NYSSA
(ruefully) “Yes thank you, Billy. I was going to mention that.” (to Doctor) “Anyway, you and me Doctor could make enquiries and ask questions to guests about anything out of the ordinary.”

BILLY
“Like a police investigation!”

NYSSA
“Like a police investigation! As two people have been killed, we didn’t want to rule out all the possibilities leading to their deaths.”

DOCTOR
“I see.”

BILLY
“Then I said to Nyssa, “Wouldn’t it be suspicious if anyone watched what we were doing with our investigations?”

NYSSA
“That’s right. And I said, “Well we’ll just have one of us working in the hotel for a temporary period to distract any suspects”

BILLY
“And I volunteered to become a waiter.”

NYSSA
“So you and I Doctor can carry out our investigations without causing anyone to be suspicious. Hopefully.”

DOCTOR
(impressed) “That’s rather good that!”

BILLY
(pleased) “Really?!”

DOCTOR
“Oh yes! Yes! I wished I’d thought of something like that!”

NYSSA
“Oh don’t worry, Doctor! You’ll get your chance soon enough!”

BILLY
(clears throat) “May I show you to your table, Doctor; Nyssa?”

DOCTOR
“I’d be honoured, Billy!”

NYSSA
“So will I!”

BILLY
(casually) “Right. If you’ll just follow me, my lord; my lady.”

Billy escorts the Doctor and Nyssa to one of the tables in the dining room.

DOCTOR
(to Billy) “Have you ever been a waiter before, Billy?”

BILLY
“Not really. I have helped out behind a bar and served drinks at a church fair. But not something like this. Should be a good working experience.”

At the table, Billy pulls out a chair for the Doctor.

BILLY
“Here’s your table, Doctor.”

DOCTOR
“Thank you, Billy.”

Billy pushes the chair underneath the Doctor once he’s sat down. Billy then pulls out a chair for Nyssa.

BILLY
“Your seat, Nyssa.”

Nyssa sits down at the table, as Billy pushes the chair underneath her.

NYSSA
“That’s great Billy, thank you.”

DOCTOR
“Are you sure you don’t mind working hand and foot for us, Billy? It could be quite hard work.”

BILLY
“Oh I don’t mind. Now would you like some tea or coffee?”

DOCTOR
“Oh tea please!”

NYSSA
“No tea for me, Billy. I’ll have some orange juice.”

BILLY
“Well the orange juice is at the buffet.” (to Doctor; Nyssa) “Err do you want toast?”

DOCTOR
“Yes. Mix of brown and white, please.”

BILLY
“Righty-ho.”

Billy heads off back to the kitchen, whilst the Doctor and Nyssa sit at their table.

DOCTOR
“Well, thank you Nyssa for bringing me up to date with what I missed!”

NYSSA
“I always like to stay two steps ahead of you!”

DOCTOR
“Yes. Just be careful where you tread though. We maybe at a hotel, but there could something very dangerous. As you say with the deaths, the faults and crashes. We may well be treading on treacherous ground.”

NYSSA
“Don’t worry, Doctor. Billy and I have made sure all precautions are taken to avoid trouble.”

A shout comes from the kitchen.

GORDON
“Joel! JOEL!”

DOCTOR
“I think trouble’s started brewing already.”

NYSSA
(quietly) “Oh no. Not him again.”

Gordon then enters, bursting through the kitchen doors following his son Joel. Joel carries a jug of milk in his hand.

GORDON
(shouts) “JOEL! Joel! Where do you think you’re going?”

JOEL
“You forgot to take the jug of milk up to Mr. Stedman’s room! I’m taking it up now!”

GORDON
(raises voice) “We still need to talk!”

JOEL
“Can’t stop, Dad!”

Joel leaves the dining room as he heads for Stedman’s room, leaving Gordon standing there.

GORDON
(agitated) “Of all the moons and stars!” (grumbles) “Why not go to his room! We won’t talk anyway! I just hope those croissants kill him!”

Gordon then sees the Doctor and Nyssa sitting at their table. He makes his way to them.

GORDON
(politely) “Doctor!”

DOCTOR
(cheerfully) “Ah! Mr. Rotenhend!”

GORDON
“How are you this morning?”

DOCTOR
“Oh. Can’t complain. Had a hit last night.”

GORDON
“Oh.”

DOCTOR
“Yes. Still a bit woozy. You gave me quite a shot.”

GORDON
(apologetically) “Oh I do apologise for that, Doctor. I didn’t mean to…”

DOCTOR
“No, no. Of course. It was an accident.”

GORDON
“Oh it was. But I really shouldn’t have…”

DOCTOR
“No, no, Mr. Rotenhend. I’ve forgotten all about it.”

GORDON
“Well I’m sure my wife will be pleased!” (to Nyssa) “Hello my lady.”

NYSSA
(hardheartedly) “Hello.”

DOCTOR
“Err, my friend was concerned about my well-being last night. Do forgive her not being so cheerful.”

GORDON
“Of course.” (Pause) “Well I hope the rest of your stay at Rotenhend Hotel three-sixty will remain an enjoyable and uneventful one.”

DOCTOR
“That’s what I hope to find out, Mr. Rotenhend.”

Gordon laughs heartily, whilst the Doctor and Nyssa remain serious.

GORDON
“Is there anything I can do further to make your stay more enjoyable?”

NYSSA
“No thank you. You’ve done enough already.”

DOCTOR
(enquiringly) “There is one thing I would like to ask, Mr. Rotenhend.”

GORDON
“Yes, Doctor?”

DOCTOR
“Have you seen the two gentlemen that arrived here yesterday?”

GORDON
“Two gentlemen? Not two women by any chance?”

DOCTOR
“No! Two gentlemen! They crashed into your hotel yesterday with their ship!”

GORDON
(remembers) “Oh yes! Two gentlemen, one looking like a stick and the other looking like a blob!”

NYSSA
“Please! Don’t use such a cruel terms!”

GORDON
“But they are, aren’t they?” (laughs mockingly) “I’ve never seen two blundering idiots like them in all of my life!”

DOCTOR
“Have you seen them at all?”

GORDON
(thinks) “Nope. Haven’t seen them.” (Pause) “Now did I invite you to partake in a game of cricket last night, Doctor?”

DOCTOR
“Err…I don’t remember.”

GORDON
“Well, I’ll make the invitation to you again!”

NYSSA
(slightly annoyed) “Must you?”

Just then, Billy butts in past Gordon. He carries a pot of tea with a cup, milk and sugar; a glass of orange juice and a rack of toast on a tray.

BILLY
“Excuse me!” (to Doctor) “Here you are, Doctor! Here’s your pot of tea! And a rack of toast with a mix of white and brown.”

DOCTOR
(pleased) “Oh that’s excellent! Thank you, Billy!”

BILLY
(to Nyssa) “I took the liberty of getting your glass of orange juice, Nyssa.”

NYSSA
“Thank you, Billy. That’s very kind of you.”

BILLY
(enthused) “Shall I get you the menu for a cooked breakfast?”

DOCTOR
“I’ll be alright, Billy. I’ll just go for the cereal!”

NYSSA
“Same for me.”

Billy is about to go, before Gordon stops him menacingly.

GORDON
(menacingly) “Just a minute! You’re the boy that was with this Doctor and her ladyship!”

BILLY
“That’s right.”

GORDON
(menacingly) “Well, why are you dressed like a waiter?”

Billy is perplexed, as Gordon interrogates him.


SCENE #41 – INT – CORRIDOR, LEVEL #20 – 37TH CENTURY – MORNING
On Level #20, the lift doors open as Joel steps out of the lift carrying the jug of milk. He’s in the corridor with rooms from #81 to #100. He walks down the corridor to find Room #88 where Mr. Stedman is.

JOEL
“Room Eighty-Eight. Room Eighty-Eight.”

He keeps walking down before finding Room #88. He knocks the door.

JOEL
(cheerfully) “Good morning, Mr. Stedman!”

No response. He knocks the door again.

JOEL
“Mr. Stedman? It’s me! Joel Rotenhend.” (Pause) “I brought your milk up! Thought you might like to have it with your tea?”

Still no response. Joel eventually fumbles in his trouser pocket for the spare key to Room #88. Once he’s got the key, he inserts into the lock and is about to turn the door handle to open it.

JOEL
“I’m going to come in, Mr. Stedman. Is that alright?”

Still no response. Joel then opens the door and enters inside.

JOEL
“Mr. Stedman? Are you alright?”

The door shuts as he goes in. Moment of silence. From inside Room #88, a jug smashes to the floor.


SCENE #42 – INT – LOBBY, LEVEL #1 – 37TH CENTURY – MORNING
In the lobby on Level #1, Gordon argues with Elizabeth at reception. They debate about Billy being a waiter with the Doctor and Nyssa in attendance. Bruce the android and Enuji are also there.

GORDON
(menacingly, to Billy) “How is it that a boy like you can be such a waiter as you are now?”

NYSSA
(protests) “There isn’t a law that Billy can’t be a waiter, is there?”

GORDON
“I’m talking to the boy my lady, not you!” (to Billy) “Answer my question, boy!”

BILLY
“Well I just volunteered to be a waiter. There’s nothing to it!”

GORDON
“You had no right to be a waiter! You need to apply!”

BILLY
“Mrs. Rotenhend said it’ll be alright.”

GORDON
“Oh did she now?! Well she had no business to stick her nose into every corner of my hotel!”

ELIZABETH
“Oh don’t be stupid, Gordon! I’m as much in charge of this hotel as you are! I can employ whoever I like to be a member of staff at this hotel! I merely did Mr. Walker a valuable service.”

GORDON
“You do not know how to run hotels, Elizabeth!”

ELIZABETH
“Neither do you, dear!”

GORDON
“We’ve got enough staff here as it is without having to employ anyone else!”

ELIZABETH
“Bruce and Enuji are good staff Gordon, but it’s best to keep filling in the numbers!”

GORDON
“Good staff?! Them?! Bah! All I can see is a stupid android and a girl that can’t even speak English! How pathetic is that?”

ENUJI
“Coo?”

BRUCE
(glumly) “Great. I’m finally given a characteristic to my personality. Stupid. That’s the best thing I’ve heard all day.”

ELIZABETH
“I’m sorry you weren’t consulted about Mr. Walker’s application to the job of being a waiter, Gordon. But…”

GORDON
“He’s not going to be a waiter! Not in my hotel!”

NYSSA
(protests) “Why? What’s wrong with Billy? Why won’t you have him?”

GORDON
“That is hotel business, Lady Nyssa!”

NYSSA
(stresses) “He’s been standing there listening to your reasons for not employing him and they’ve all been insubstantial! Why don’t you give him a chance?”

GORDON
“Because he’s a boy!”

BILLY
(confused) “Is it just because I’m a boy that you refuse to have me as one of your staff!”

GORDON
“Yes.”

NYSSA
(protests) “That’s just being silly! He’s willing to learn, Billy is.”

GORDON
“The decision’s made!”

ELIZABETH
“It’s not your decision, Gordon! And I say he stays on!”

GORDON
(menacingly) “Elizabeth!”

ELIZABETH
(to Billy) “You will have to sign the contract though, as my husband will insist!”

BILLY
“I understand.”

ELIZABETH
“And you are willing to work during the night.”

BILLY
“I’ll be willing, yes.”

ELIZABETH
“Then it’s settled!”

GORDON
(shouts) “No I say!”

ELIZABETH
“You have to take him on, Gordon!”

GORDON
(shouting loudly) “No, no, no! Didn’t you hear what I said, YOU STUPID HOG!!! I SAID NO!!!!”

Gordon violently SMASHES the reception desk with his fist. Loud explosions occur, as he smashes the computer monitors into bits, producing sparks of fire from the panels.

ELIZABETH
(agitated) “Oh great! You’ve broken the reception desk! A full repair job!”

GORDON
(in pain) “Oww! My hand! You see what he’s done now! There’s trouble for this, I’m sure!”

The Doctor steps forward.

DOCTOR
“Excuse me, Mr. Rotenhend!”

GORDON
(rudely) “What do you want?” (corrects himself) “Oh. I’m sorry, Doctor. I didn’t mean to shout at you!”

DOCTOR
“Mr. Rotenhend, I can vouch for Billy whilst he’s a waiter here. I’m sure he’ll be good being a waiter. And as a return favour, I’m willing to join you in that cricket match you so kindly offered.”

GORDON
“You wish to join me in the cricket match?”

DOCTOR
“That would be ideal! I’d very much like to try cricket in a holographic simulation.”

BILLY
“I thought you said you can see through the illusion, Doctor.”

DOCTOR
“There’s no harm in being polite, Billy.” (to Gordon) “So Mr. Rotenhend. What do you say?”

GORDON
(thinks) “Well, since you so kindly agreed, I shall very much like to keep your young friend here.”

BILLY
“Thank you, Mr. Rotenhend. I really appreciate it.”

GORDON
“I wasn’t talking to you!”

DOCTOR
“Thank you, Mr. Rotenhend. I really appreciate it.”

GORDON
“Not at all, Doctor!” (to Billy) “Just remember, boy! You’re not officially a waiter yet! You still need to sign the contract!”

NYSSA
“But he can start work immediately, can’t he?”

GORDON
(sighs) “Oh, very well. I suppose so he could start work now whilst he’s in that gear.”

BILLY
(politely) “Thank you, sir.”

GORDON
“Meet me around lunch time in the dining room. To sign the contract.”

BILLY
“Yes, sir.”

Just then the lift opens and Joel runs out.

JOEL
(out of breath) “Mum! Dad!”

GORDON
(furiously; shouts) “What are you doing here? Why are you standing there looking puffed out?”

ELIZABETH
“What is it, Joel dear?”

JOEL
“He’s dead!”

DOCTOR
(shocked) “Dead? Who?”

JOEL
“Mr. Stedman! In Room eighty-eight! He’s dead!”

ELIZABETH
“Oh no!”

DOCTOR
(to Joel) “Mr. Rotenhend…”

JOEL
“Oh Joel, sir. Call me Joel.”

DOCTOR
“Mr. Joel. Show me! Show me where Mr. Stedman is!”

JOEL
“I…err…”

ELIZABETH
“Well show him where he is, Joel. He is a Doctor.”

JOEL
“Ah! Right! Come on, sir!”

DOCTOR
“Nyssa, come on!”

Joel leads the Doctor and Nyssa to the turbo-lift.

GORDON
(horrified) “I just gave Mr. Stedman his breakfast! And I said I hope those croissants would kill him!” (shrieks) “Supernovas and dumbbells! What kind of an idiot am I?”

ELIZABETH
“Gordon! Come back!”

GORDON
“Wait for me!”

Gordon follows and joins Joel, the Doctor and Nyssa in the turbo-lift. The turbo-lift closes, as it takes them to Level 23 where Mr. Stedman’s room is.


SCENE #43 – INT – ROOM #88, LEVEL #23 – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
In Room #88 on Level #23, Joel, the Doctor, Nyssa and Gordon enter.

JOEL
“He’s in here!”

They become horrified by what they see on the floor.

NYSSA
(horrified) “Doctor! He’s…”

DOCTOR
(saddened) “Yes Nyssa, I know. I’m sorry. It’s a terrible sight.”

NYSSA
“Poor man. He’s lying on the floor. Left and neglected!”

The Doctor steps forward, before kneeling down to examine Stedman’s corpse. He takes out his sonic screwdriver and scans away any signs of alien activity. He switches off his sonic screwdriver once he’s finished.

DOCTOR
“No residual radiation. No signs of evident depression traits.” (to Joel) “Is this is how you found him, Joel?”

JOEL
“Yes. Just lying there. I sensed something was wrong when he didn’t answer. I saw the blood first and found the body second. He must have died during hotel’s sleeping hours.”

DOCTOR
(to himself) “That explains why there was blood dripping from the ceiling in Mr Cooper and Mr Hill’s room. We’re standing right on top of it…”

JOEL
“Pardon?”

DOCTOR
“Oh never mind.”

GORDON
“Err…did the croissants kill him, Joel?”

JOEL
“No of course not you idiot, Dad! The croissants have been left untouched as you can see. He died sometime before he went to sleep!”

NYSSA
“The bed hasn’t been slept in either!”

DOCTOR
“And he’s still got his clothes on.”

GORDON
“So… I didn’t kill him!” (cheers) “Yippee! I’m so happy! I’m so happy! I’m off the hook! Yippee!”

Gordon dances around happily in the room.

NYSSA
(appalled) “Is that all you can say? A man has just died atrociously!”

DOCTOR
“He doesn’t care, Nyssa.” (to Joel) “Why is there a jug of milk smashed on the floor?”

JOEL
“Oh that was me. I was shocked when I saw Mr. Stedman.”

DOCTOR
“You brought his breakfast then?”

JOEL
“Uh no. I brought his milk. My dad brought up the breakfast!”

DOCTOR
(to Gordon) “Is this true?”

GORDON
(thinks, tries to remember) “Uh…yes! Yes that’s right! I brought his breakfast up.”

The Doctor stands up and steps towards Gordon.

DOCTOR
“Well, Mr. Rotenhend! I’m afraid you will have to be careful now. For there’s someone dangerous in this hotel!”

GORDON
(exasperated) “What are you talking about?”

NYSSA
(shocked) “Doctor! The bed!”

DOCTOR
“Yes, Nyssa! The bed!”

GORDON
“What about the bed? I can only see a knife!”

JOEL
(shocked) “A knife with blood on!”

GORDON
“A knife with…” (shocked; realises) “…BLOOD ON!!!”

DOCTOR
“Yes! And in the light of the evidence before us, I’m afraid there’s one possible conclusion to what this is all about! Mr. Stedman has been…!”

NYSSA
“…murdered!”

The Doctor, Nyssa and Joel are grim, whilst Gordon is utterly baffled.


TO BE CONTINUED…


© Tim Bradley, 2016

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