‘The Space Hotel’ – Part Three, Chapter 11

Hello everyone! 🙂

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

In this instalment of ‘The Space Hotel’ – Chapter 11 – we find out who Lady Mite really is. Will she be an ally to the Doctor, Nyssa and Billy or will she turn out to be a deadly foe? Is Lady Mite the one responsible for these murders on Rotenhend Hotel 360? The answer is all in a red phone box of hers!

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. 🙂


red phone box

11. Lady Mite’s Secret

SCENE #91 – INT – DINING ROOM, LEVEL #44 – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
That evening, hustle and bustle occurs in the dining room on Level #44, as waiters and waitresses serve guests at dinner. Enuji enters to serve the Doctor and Lady Mite with their meals. Gordon watches her, standing beside her.

ENUJI
“Err…corned beef hash…and…spaghetti bolognese.”

GORDON
(approves) “Well done, Enuji! Well done!”

DOCTOR
“Yes, Enuji. Well done. Your English is improving.”

GORDON
“There’s just one thing though. You’ve got the plates wrong!”

ENUJI
“Coo?”

GORDON
“The plates! Change the plates!”

ENUJI
(thinks) “Oh. They’re dirty. I’m very sorry…”

Enuji begins to take the plates away.

GORDON
(raises voice) “No, no, you stupid girl. Swap the plates!”

ENUJI
“Swap?”

GORDON
(shouts) “Swap!”

Enuj gets slapped on the face sharply by Gordon.

LADY MITE
“Hey, Mr. Rotenhend. There was no need for that!”

GORDON
“I’m very sorry about that. She’s foreign. I’ll swap the plates for you.”

DOCTOR
“There’s no need. We’ve already…”

Gordon swaps the plates around.

GORDON
(booms) “Bon appétit! Goodbye.”

Gordon walks off, dragging Enuji with him.

DOCTOR
(finishes) “…swapped the plates around ourselves.”

Moment of silence.

LADY MITE
(realises) “Oh! I almost forgot.” (calls) “Waiter?”

Bruce then passes by, mechanics whirring away.

BRUCE
(drearily) “Yes?”

LADY MITE
“Is the champagne I ordered ready?”

BRUCE
“Champagne? I’ll fetch it now.”

Bruce leaves, as his mechanics whir away.

DOCTOR
“Champagne? I didn’t know you were one for champagne.”

LADY MITE
“This is a special occasion.”

DOCTOR
“It certainly is.”

Moment of silence.

LADY MITE
(gradually) “You so look young now, don’t you?”

DOCTOR
“Well thank you for that. That’s very nice of you to notice.”

LADY MITE
“You weren’t as young as I remembered you back then. And with a new face.”

DOCTOR
“My fifth, actually.”

LADY MITE
“Fifth?! How extraordinary! You must have done a lot of things in your lifetimes!”

DOCTOR
“Oh, you’d be surprised!”

Lady Mite chuckles, before a moment of silence ensues.

DOCTOR
“So what have you been up to?”

LADY MITE
“Oh you know me.”

DOCTOR
“Yes I do. That’s why I’m asking.”

LADY MITE
(gradually) “Little tinkering here and there. And conducting a little transaction of my own.”

DOCTOR
“Would this transaction be related to recent activity in this hotel?”

LADY MITE
“And what recent activity would that be exactly?”

DOCTOR
(seriously) “The murders.”

LADY MITE
“The murders.” (laughs) “You expect me to be involved in little murders like that.”

DOCTOR
(seriously) “They maybe little to you, but I take them rather seriously.”

LADY MITE
“Yes. As all good Sherlocks and Poriots should do. You always liked to play the little detective in Christie and Doyle’s works of literature.”

DOCTOR
“Please leave literature out of this, Mite.”

LADY MITE
“Oh must you get so melodramatic? You never were like this, you know.”

DOCTOR
“I was grumpy before, you know.”

LADY MITE
“But not as tetchy as you are now.”

DOCTOR
“How do I know you’re not a suspect?”

LADY MITE
“That’s for you to find out.”

DOCTOR
“Tell me what you’re really up to, Mite!”

LADY MITE
“A lady should never discuss business over pleasure.”

DOCTOR
“I insist.”

Moment of silence.

LADY MITE
“If you insist…”

DOCTOR
“I do.”

LADY MITE
“Alright, I’ll show you.”

Bruce then returns, carrying a bottle of champagne.

BRUCE
“Your champagne, my lady.”

LADY MITE
(pleased) “Ah. Thank you.”

Bruce uncorks the bottle of champagne and pours it into the glasses for the Doctor and Lady Mite.

BRUCE
(drearily) “There. I shall leave you now.”

Once finished, Bruce leaves. Moment of silence, as Lady Mite attends to the glasses of champagnee, passing one to the Doctor and keeping one for herself. The Doctor watches, as Lady Mites does this.

DOCTOR
(impatiently) “Well?”

LADY MITE
“Well what?”

DOCTOR
“Your business!”

LADY MITE
“I told you before. I never discuss business over pleasure.”

DOCTOR
“You always like to keep men waiting.”

LADY MITE
“As you do with your companions. A boy and a girl, isn’t it?”

DOCTOR
“Yes.”

LADY MITE
“Well then. Let’s eat while we’re at it before I show you my ship.”

DOCTOR
(puzzled) “Your ship?”

LADY MITE
“I’ll explain there.”

DOCTOR
“Ah.”

LADY MITE
“And let’s toast to good times, shall we?”

DOCTOR
(thinks) “Why not?”

The Doctor and Lady Mite raise their glasses of champagne for a toast.

LADY MITE
“To you, Doctor.”

DOCTOR
“Oh no. To you, Lady Mite.”

The Doctor and Lady Mite’s glasses clink once they make their toast, before taking a sip of their drinks. Lady Mite enjoys her champagne, whilst the Doctor coughs slightly.

DOCTOR
(coughs) “Pardon me. I’m not one for champagne.”

LADY MITE
(grins) “Yes, I remember.” (Pause) “Now, tell me. How’s that lovely grand-daughter of yours?”


SCENE #92 – INT – TOP LEVEL (STATION) – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
On the small space station with Larry and Bob, they huff and puff, running up a huge flight of stairs. Bob carries the holo-emitter stabilisers with him, whilst Larry is hands-free.

BOB
(out of breath) “How much…further…have we got…to go to get up these stairs?”

LARRY
(out of breath) “Patience, Bob. We’re nearly there!”

BOB
(out of breath) “I can’t take much more of this!”

LARRY
(out of breath) “Keep it together, Bob. We’re almost there!”

Larry and Bob huff and puff, as they eventually manage to get to the top of the stairs. Once they’re on the top level, they both stand against a wall each, exhausted and out-of-breath.

BOB
“That was one huge flight of stairs, Larry. How many of them were there?”

LARRY
“According to the schematics? Three hundred.”

BOB
(shocked) “Three hundred!”

LARRY
“Yes. Anyway. Let’s get on with our job!”

They’re about to move off, before…

BOB
(groans) “Oh!”

LARRY
“What is it, Bob?”

BOB
“We could have taken the turbo-lift, Larry.”

Larry looks to see the turbo-lift beside them.

LARRY
(groans; annoyed) “Come on! Back downstairs!”

Bob and Larry make their way back downstairs, as they retake their journey back up to the top level using the lift.


SCENE #93 – INT – TOP LEVEL (STATION) – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
An while later, the lift door slides open as Larry and Bob step out from it. They’re back on the top level of the space station again. Bob still carries the holo-emitter stabilisers, whilst Larry is still hands-free.

LARRY
“Ah. Well. Now we’re here.”

BOB
“At last!”

LARRY
(enquiringly) “Have you still got those stabilisers, Bob?”

BOB
(exhausted) “Yes. Here. And they’re heavy to carry going up those steps and then going back down. And as for the lift…”

LARRY
“Yes?”

BOB
“Thank goodness I was able to drop them!”

LARRY
(sharply) “Well don’t drop them now. We’ve got work to do?”

BOB
“I don’t see why we’ve got to do this anyway? Why are we doing this?”

LARRY
“Listen! Her ladyship said we’d get paid for it. And that’s all that matters!”

BOB
“I don’t see the point.”

LARRY
“Oh come on, Bob. Let’s go and find what we’re looking for.”

They step forward. Larry shoots ahead whilst Bob lumbers behind, carrying the holo-emitter stabilisers with him. A while later…

LARRY
“Here we are, Bob. Here’s the simi-suite?”

BOB
(astonished) “A simi-suite aboard this station? I don’t see why…?”

LARRY
“Never mind what you see, Bob. Let’s go inside.”

Larry enters the simi-suite with Bob following behind, dragging the holo-emitter stabilisers with him. The doors slide open and close as they go in.


SCENE #94 – INT – SIMI-SUITE (STATION) – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
Inside, Larry and Bob look around the simi-suite.

BOB
“This place has seen better days. Not to mention the smell.”

LARRY
“I’ve seen better places than this simi-suite, Bob. I wonder how the power’s going at the moment.”

BOB
“Do you think there would still be enough power to generate this place?”

LARRY
“How should I know?” (Pause) “I’ll check the control panel.”

Larry goes over to the control panel in the simi-suite and presses a few buttons on it. A few minutes later, the computer responds beeping happily.

LARRY
(cheers triumphantly) “Yes!”

BOB
“Is it working?”

LARRY
“Yes. It’s actually working.”

BOB
(pleased) “Oh that’s good news. Can we go home now?”

LARRY
“No, Bob! We must do what Lady Mite has instructed us to do. And that includes the stabilisers.” (Pause) “Now what we need is a few tests to check the holo-buffers.”

BOB
“Like what?”

LARRY
(thinks) “Um…Bob? Ask the computer to create an object?”

BOB
“What kind of object?”

LARRY
“I don’t know. Anything you like.”

BOB
(out loud; to computer) “Computer. I wish for a black-currant scone to be made, please.”

The computer beeps in response, as Bob catches a black-currant scone made out of thin air in his hand.

BOB
(pleased) “Oh! That’s lovely! I’m going to have that.”

Larry then press a few switches on the control panel, just as Bob bites into the scone. He then spits out a mouthful of the scone he’s eaten.

BOB
(disgusted) “Ugh!”

LARRY
“What’s the matter, Bob?”

BOB
(disgusted) “This scone, Larry. It’s disgusting. This rotten simi-suite. It’s given me a horrible scone. There’s no taste in it at all!”

LARRY
“I know.”

BOB
“Hey?”

LARRY
“I just removed the taste stimulants from the scone via the control panel.”

BOB
“Oh nice!”

LARRY
“Now stop eating and let’s get working.” (Pause) “Now I think we’ll need one more test to make sure all the holo-emitters are functioning probably!”

BOB
“How do we do that?”

LARRY
“Easy. Create a landscape.”

BOB
“Got it!” (out loud; to computer) “Computer! Create the sea all around.”

The computer beeps in response, as the default setting changes to the sea. Larry cries in shock as he struggles to keep up to the surface of the water. Bob meanwhile enjoys swimming about in the water. Larry spits and splutters out water from his mouth, as he tries to swim but with little success.

LARRY
(annoyed) “What are you trying to do?”

BOB
“You said ‘create a landscape’. So I thought of the sea!”

LARRY
(panics) “I can’t swim!” (splutters) “Bob, turn it off! Turn it off, Bob!”

Larry splutters more water, whilst Bob continues to enjoy the swim.

LARRY
“Bob, please!”

BOB
(sighs) “Oh alright.” (out loud; to computer) “Computer. End simulation.”

The simulation ends and the sea vanishes. Larry and Bob fall to the floor in a heap, reacting in pain to the impact of the fall.

LARRY
(agitated) “Now you’ve got me all wet!”

BOB
“It was just a bit of fun!”

LARRY
(annoyed) “We haven’t got time for fun, Bob. Now stop fooling around and set up those stabilisers!”

BOB
“We don’t need to do any more tests then?”

LARRY
“Of course not! Thankfully! Now set up those stabilisers please?”

Bob gets up, as he’s about to set the stabilisers in place. Larry struggles to get on his feet, as he cleans himself up of the wet experience he had.

LARRY
“I need to change these clothes of mine!”

BOB
“Why don’t you go back to the space-car? There are plenty of clothes in that bag I brought!”

LARRY
“That’s a good idea! I’ll go there right now.”

BOB
“Very well.”

Larry makes to leave, before he turns back to Bob.

LARRY
“Make sure you have those stabilisers fitted in okay! I shall expect to see them installed when I get back.”

Larry leaves the simi-suite, as the doors slide open and close for him. Bob meanwhile attaches a stabiliser to a part of the holo-grid, preparing the settings for the device. He presses a few buttons and a loud whirring noise occurs. The stabilisers shift from a static mode to an operating mode, as the clamps latch on. Bob takes notes as this happens.

BOB
“Clamps in place. Oscillating mechanisms intact.” (Pause) “First stabiliser complete and ready.” (Pause) “I don’t see the point of this anyway!”

Just then, Larry re-enters, still in his wet clothes and in a panic.

BOB
“Oh, that was quite a detour to the space car. And you’re still in your wet clothes!”

LARRY
(panics) “Shut up a minute and listen to me, Bob! The space car’s gone!”

BOB
(astonished) “What?”

LARRY
(panics) “The space car. We left it at a docking port when we arrived. It’s no longer there! It’s gone!”

BOB
“How can it be gone?”

LARRY
(panics) “Come with me and I’ll show you!”

BOB
(bewildered) “But what about these stabilisers? You said…”

LARRY
(snaps) “Never mind what I said. Just follow me! Come on!”

Larry takes Bob, as they head out of the simi-suite. The doors slide open and close for them.


SCENE #95 – INT – TOP LEVEL (STATION) – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
Bob and Larry come out of the simi-suite and go to the window to look out into space.

LARRY
“Look, look! See! Gone! Completely gone! Someone’s stolen our space car!”

BOB
“It’s not our space car, Larry! It’s the hotel’s”

LARRY
“Well whoever’s car it is, someone’s taken it! And it had such fine grub on there! What are we going to do?”

BOB
“What indeed! It’s shame you can’t change your clothes, Larry. You’re all wet!”

LARRY
“I know.” (gasps) “I need to ‘go’.”

BOB
“I know you need to go, Larry. But you can’t go out into the vacuum of space.”

LARRY
“No! Really! I need to ‘go’ right now!”

Larry runs off down the corridor. Bob watches, amused by Larry’s abrupt departure.

BOB
“I suppose the water helped, didn’t it?! Maybe the sea simulation was a bad idea after all.”

Bob contemplates, before he goes back inside the simi-suite.


SCENE #96 – INT – DINING ROOM, LEVEL #44 – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
Back at the space hotel, in the dining room on Level #44, Gordon passes by as he’s…

GORDON
“Trying to harass some guests. Trying to harass some…”

MALE GUEST
“Excuse me?”

GORDON
“What do you want?”

MALE GUEST
“This supernova that’s about to happen?”

GORDON
“What about it?”

MALE GUEST
“Well I was just wondering…will help come? Will we receive help?”

GORDON
“No we’re all going to die!”

MALE GUEST
(shocked) “What?”

GORDON
“Alright. You’ve had your answer. Now be off with you!” (Pause) “Alright fine. There may be help, there may not!” (raises voice; annoyed) “Just…just look at me! I’m fat! And…I became a hotel manager, even though I wasn’t wearing any clothes on! And…” (higher) “Just look at me! Does it look like I know all the answers?! I’m…I’m gaining weight! [And now you seem to think I can actually help, but I can’t. Why can’t you people go looking for help yourselves without having to come to me all the time!]”

All hotel guests are startled by Gordon’s outburst. Just then, Nyssa enters the dining room as Bruce approaches her.

BRUCE
“Are you looking for someone?”

NYSSA
“Yes, Bruce. I’m looking for the Doctor. Do you know where he is?”

BRUCE
“Hang on. I’ll take you to him now.”

NYSSA
“Thank you.”

Bruce leads the way, escorting Nyssa to the Doctor’s table in the dining room.

BRUCE
“Here we are.”

NYSSA
“There’s nobody here, Bruce.”

BRUCE
“I know. I can see now, just in case you’re wondering. My master’s managed to fix my eyes. Even though my attitude’s not improved.”

NYSSA
“Where is the Doctor, Bruce? I thought you were going to take me to him?”

BRUCE
“He was sitting here.”

NYSSA
“Well he’s not now.”

BRUCE
“And he had a lady friend with him.”

NYSSA
(knowingly) “Lady friend, hey? I wonder who that was.”

BRUCE
“Lady Mite, apparently!”

NYSSA
“I did suspect that, thank you Bruce.”

BRUCE
“Then why ask?” (Pause) “Hang on. There’s a note on the table.”

NYSSA
“So there is.”

BRUCE
“I’ll pick it up.”

Bruce picks up the note from the table and looks at it.

BRUCE
(reads) “‘To Nyssa. From the Doctor. Open brackets – Personal – Close brackets.'”

NYSSA
“Personal?”

BRUCE
“Yes. Personal.”

NYSSA
(gradually; impatiently) “Well hand it over to me then please, Bruce.”

BRUCE
“Oh. Very well.”

Bruce hands the note to Nyssa, to which she takes from him. She opens the note and reads it to herself. Moment of silence.

NYSSA
(gradually) “Well that’s typical of him.”

BRUCE
“What does it say? Not that I’m bothered knowing.”

NYSSA
(to Bruce) “Thank you, Bruce. You may go.”

BRUCE
(drearily) “Fine. Don’t tell me. Don’t think I’m ever here.”

Bruce leaves, whilst Nyssa sits at the Doctor’s table. Billy then enters the dining room and approaches Nyssa at her table.

BILLY
“May I take your order, madam?”

NYSSA
(startled) “Oh, Billy. Sorry, I’m not staying. I’ve got to find the Doctor.”

BILLY
“Why, where is he?”

NYSSA
“Read this!”

Nyssa hands the note to Billy, to which he takes from her. He reads the note out loud.

BILLY
(reads)‘Dear Nyssa. Sorry I couldn’t meet you for dinner. Managed to bump into Lady Mite and anxious to learn about her business. Please meet me and Lady Mite in flower suite fourteen once you’ve had something to eat. Fetch Billy with you whilst you’re at it, if he’s available’.”

NYSSA
“Fancy the Doctor gallivanting off like that on short notice. He even expects me and you to meet up with him.”

BILLY
“Yes. At least he’s allowing you to have something to eat before you go.”

NYSSA
“But I won’t have anyone to eat with and talk to. I mean you’ll be busy attending to your duties…”

BILLY
“As much as I like to join you Nyssa, Mr. Rotenhend is around.”

NYSSA
“Yes, I know.” (Pause) “I can’t think of anyone else to have dinner with.”

Just then, the Weerd Chancellor enters the dining room.

WEERD CHANCELLOR
(realises) “Ah, there she is! The pretty girl!”

NYSSA
(panics) “Anyone but him!”

Nyssa stands up from her table and makes a move, as the Weerd Chancellor approaches her.

WEERD CHANCELLOR
“Oh no! You’re not getting away from me this time!”

NYSSA
“Billy! Help me!”

BILLY
“Come on! Follow me!”

WEERD CHANCELLOR
“Don’t run away from me now! I love you!”

Nyssa and Billy dash for it, as the Weerd Chancellor crashes into an unoccupied table, sending the chairs, plates and glasses toppling over each other and crashing to the floor. Everyone laughs when this happens, as Nyssa and Billy escape. The laughter from everyone grows louder, to which Gordon witnesses.

GORDON
(shouts) “Shut up!”

The laughter soon dies down. Moment of silence. The Weerd Chancellor meanwhile recovers, as he realises that Nyssa and Billy have gone.

WEERD CHANCELLOR
(upset) “No! I’ve lost her again! And she’s gone off with that boy as well!”

Gordon then steps forward to address the Weerd Chancellor.

GORDON
(cheerfully) “Hello, your grace! Would you care to look at the menu while you’re eating…?”

WEERD CHANCELLOR
(sharply) “You! Rotenhend! I want a word with you!”


SCENE #97 –INT – CORRIDOR, LEVEL #13 – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
On Level #13, the turbo-lift doors open as Nyssa and Billy step out. They’re now in the corridor with the flower-suites, escaping the menace of the Weerd Chancellor.

NYSSA
“Thank goodness we’ve got away from him! Let’s see if we can see where the Doctor is!”

BILLY
(sighs) “Shame really. I was hoping to have that dinner with you.”

NYSSA
“I thought you were busy.”

BILLY
“Yes. But I could have given an excuse to Mr. Rotenhend.”

NYSSA
“Like what?”

BILLY
(hesitates) “I’d think of something.”

NYSSA
“Thanks for helping me get away from that Weerd Chancellor. I don’t think he’s ever going to leave me alone.”

BILLY
“Always happy to chip in.” (laughs) “I still can’t believe we managed to dodge out of his way and him crashing into those tables with cutlery, plates and glasses smashing onto the floor. It was so funny I couldn’t stop laughing.”

NYSSA
(giggles slightly) “Yes, I can see the funny side to it. I just wish there was some excuse that I could give to him to put him off me!”

BILLY
“I wish I could suggest something. But I wouldn’t want to say anything unflattering to a lady.”

NYSSA
“I could have said to him that you were my boyfriend.”

BILLY
(surprised) “Really?”

NYSSA
(apprehensive) “Just to put him off, of course.”

BILLY
“Oh, of course.”

Moment of silence.

BILLY
“What room did the Doctor say he was in, Nyssa?”

NYSSA
“‘Suite’, Billy. It’s a suite.” (Pause) “Hold on, I’ll check.”

Nyssa takes out and checks the note from the Doctor to make sure.

NYSSA
(gradually) “It’s flower suite fourteen, Billy. According to the Doctor’s note.”

They walk down the corridor to search for the suite they’re looking for. A short while later…

BILLY
(gradually) “Ah! Here we are! This is it! Flower suite fourteen.”

Nyssa and Billy stop in front of the door to Flower Suite #14.

NYSSA
“Is it open?”

Nyssa’s question is answered, as the flower suite doors slide open.

BILLY
(gradually) “Apparently so.”

NYSSA
“It seems we’re expected, Billy.”

BILLY
“Yes.” (Pause; obligingly) “Err…ladies first.”

Flattered, Nyssa goes inside with Billy following her. The flower suite doors slide shut once they’re inside.


SCENE #98 – INT – FLOWER SUITE #14, LEVEL #13 – 37TH CENTURY – EVENING
Inside, Nyssa and Billy look around the flower suite to find the Doctor. But the Doctor is no-where to be seen.

BILLY
“Where is he then? Where’s the Doctor.”

NYSSA
“I thought he’d be here. Why did he write the note?”

BILLY
“It’s awfully dark in here, isn’t it?”

NYSSA
“That’s because the lights are off.”

BILLY
“Oh. We’d better have them on then.”

NYSSA
(out loud; to computer) “Computer. Lights up please.”

The lights are switched on by the computer, illuminating the flower suite. Nyssa and Billy are astonished by the first thing they see in the suite.

NYSSA
“What’s this?”

BILLY
“It’s a red telephone public call box!” (Pause) “Now that I did not expect!”

NYSSA
“You’ve seen one of these before then, Billy.”

BILLY
“Yes. These things are common where I come from. They’ve got bunches of these in nineteen sixty-three. On street corners and village roads. Though I’ve never seen a red phone box quite like this one before.”

NYSSA
“So they’re used for long range communications and transmissions then.”

BILLY
“Yes. And unlike police boxes like the one the Doctor’s got, you don’t have to use them in an emergency. They could be used for daily purposes.”

NYSSA
“Then how come one of them happens to be in the centre of a hotel suite in space in the far off future?”

BILLY
(thinks) “I have no idea.”

Billy approaches the red phone box.

NYSSA
“Can you get inside?”

Billy opens the door to the red phone box.

BILLY
“Yes. Yes I can.”

Billy steps inside the red phone box, as the doors closes shut behind him.

BILLY
“The whole thing’s still intact! Though a bit rusty.”

Billy then picks the phone up from the hook and listens to it.

BILLY
“The phone doesn’t seem to be working though. What’s the point of having a phone box that doesn’t work? More to the point, what’s the point of having it at all? What would this…‘Lady somebody’ want it for anyway?”

NYSSA
“Maybe this is an antique.”

BILLY
“And the lady’s a collector?”

NYSSA
“Probably.”

BILLY
“Wait a minute. Let me see if I can make a phone call.”

Billy fumbles in his pockets to fish out some coins for the phone.

NYSSA
“What are you doing, Billy?”

BILLY
“I’ve got a few pennies here.”

Billy places the phone to his ear.

BILLY
“Hopefully this box should be able to accept these coins. Therefore this could still be in working condition.”

Before Billy inserts the coins into the phone…

DOCTOR (V’O)
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Billy. You don’t want to waste your money.”

BILLY
(through phone) “Doctor, is that you?”

DOCTOR (V’O)
“Yes, Billy! It’s me!”

NYSSA
“Billy, what is it?”

BILLY
(astonished; to Nyssa) “It’s the Doctor, Nyssa. He’s speaking on the other end of the phone!”

NYSSA
“What? How’s that possible?”

BILLY
(to Nyssa) “I don’t know.”

NYSSA
“Well where is he?”

BILLY
(through phone) “Doctor, where are you?”

DOCTOR (V’O)
“I’m in here!”

BILLY
(through phone) “Here?”

DOCTOR (V’O)
“Here!”

BILLY
(through phone) “Where?”

DOCTOR (V’O)
“Here! In the phone box!”

BILLY
(through phone) “In the phone box?”

DOCTOR (V’O)
“That’s what I said. In the phone box!”

BILLY
(through phone) “Are you taking the mick, Doctor?”

DOCTOR (V’O)
“I wouldn’t dream of it!”

NYSSA
“Billy, what’s going on? I can’t hear from out here.”

DOCTOR (V’O)
“Look, Billy! You and Nyssa get inside and it’ll all be explained.”

BILLY
(through phone) “Get inside…?”

There is then a click, as an inner door opens inside the red phone box where Billy is.

NYSSA
“Billy? Did that wall in front of you just open?”

BILLY
“Yes. This wall here! Where the phone’s placed! It just opened inward!”

NYSSA
“It’s an inner door inside this red phone box. How is that possible?”

Billy puts the phone back on the hook inside the red phone box. Just then, the Weerd Chancellor calls from outside in the corridor.

WEERD CHANCELLOR
(from a distance) “Oh pretty girl! Where are you?”

NYSSA
(agitated) “Oh no! It’s that chancellor! He’s been following us!”

BILLY
“How did he manage to find us so quickly?”

NYSSA
“Never mind about that. We mustn’t let him see us! See me!”

Nyssa steps forward, as she enters the red phone box to join Billy.

BILLY
“Nyssa? What are you doing?”

NYSSA
“Getting inside.”

BILLY
“I can see that! It’s a bit tight in here for you and me.”

NYSSA
“This door! The one that’s just opened. Get in!”

BILLY
“What? Nyssa…?!”

NYSSA
“Just get inside!”

Reluctantly, Billy complies as he and Nyssa go through the inner door of the red phone box. It immediately shuts behind them once they’re in. As soon as they’re inside, the Weerd Chancellor enters Lady Mite’s suite and tries to find Nyssa.

WEERD CHANCELLOR
(cheeringly) “Pretty girl? Yoo-Hoo! Where are you?”

No response.

WEERD CHANCELLOR
“Well that’s funny I…I’m sure that door was open!”

Just then, the Chancellor staggers back as there’s a whooshing and grinding sound. He sees the red phone box dematerialise, making a noise like the TARDIS. It fades in and out as it does this.

WEERD CHANCELLOR
(astonished) “How strange!”

Very soon, the phone box is gone and the Chancellor is left alone in the suite.

WEERD CHANCELLOR
(surprised) “She’s gone! She’s gone!” (sobs) “Bye, bye, my lovely girl! I will miss you!”

As the Weerd Chancellor sobs away, the Weerd Elder enters the room.

WEERD ELDER
“Ah! There you are, your grace! Is she in here?”

The Chancellor sobs more and cries out louder, before he leaves the suite. The Elder is left alone.

WEERD ELDER
(to himself) “Talk to yourself please, Elder.”

The Elder leaves.


SCENE #99 – INT – LADY MITE’S TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM – N/A
As Nyssa and Billy sigh with relief once they’ve gone through inside the red telephone box.

BILLY
(baffled) “That was weird!”

They then take in their surroundings, as they realise where they are.

NYSSA
(amazed) “It’s a TARDIS, Billy! Lady Mite’s got a TARDIS!”

LADY MITE
“And a very sophisticated TARDIS if I might say so myself. Type seventy. Much better than your Doctor’s own ship.”

Nyssa and Billy look to see Lady Mite with the Doctor at the controls of her TARDIS console. She presses a few switches whilst her TARDIS is in flight.

DOCTOR
“Uh hello Nyssa; hello Billy. Sorry for the surprises. But Lady Mite seemed to want things to be as conspicuous as possible whilst she and I were in her TARDIS!”

LADY MITE
(giggles) “I gave the impression to anyone that when I came back to my room, I would get ready for bed; go to sleep and switch the lights off. Then I would remove the camouflage around my TARDIS…”

DOCTOR
(interjects) “Very tidy I thought.”

LADY MITE
(flattered) “Oh thank you, Doctor. Then I would head off to my TARDIS and set about on any important tasks I had. Though I had the lights switched off.” (Pause) “So, Doctor. These are you lovely companions!”

NYSSA
(perturbed) “Doctor, what’s going on?”

DOCTOR
“Ah. Sorry. Introductions.” (Pause) “Mite. This is Nyssa of Traken.”

LADY MITE
“Heard about your planet, my dear. Nice place. Sorry I didn’t get a chance to visit it.”

DOCTOR
“And this is Billy Walker from the planet Earth.”

LADY MITE
“How do you do, Billy?”

BILLY
(hesitant) “Uh…likewise.”

DOCTOR
“Billy; Nyssa. This is Lady Mite. We…we were old friends.”

LADY MITE
“Excuse me. We’re more than old friends.”

DOCTOR
(apprehensive) “Never mind about that!” (to Nyssa; Billy) “She’s from Gallifrey! My home planet.”

NYSSA
“Yes, Doctor. We gathered that. Her TARDIS gave it away.”

BILLY
(to Mite) “Why did you choose a red phone box as your ship? If you don’t mind me asking.”

LADY MITE
“Well, the Doctor uses a police box to travel around in time and space. So why not have a red phone box as a disguise!”

DOCTOR
“Lady Mite and I used to work together for a time.”

LADY MITE
“Yes. And like the Doctor, I left home for rebellious reasons.”

DOCTOR
“I wouldn’t say they were rebellious!”

LADY MITE
“What for me or for you?” (laughs) “He’s so modest when it comes to explaining reasons. Though when I left, I was slightly earlier than him.”

DOCTOR
“But we left at the same time.”

BILLY
“Sorry.”

DOCTOR
“It’s complicated.”

LADY MITE
(laughs) “When we parted, he was in his first regeneration. Now he’s a younger man. I’m still young and only left him a few generations ago before he regenerated!”

DOCTOR
“Time’s relative!”

BILLY
“I’m still not following this.”

NYSSA
“When you said you used to work together, what did you exactly work on?”

LADY MITE
“Oh just some little project on virtual reality. I’m a hologramics and temporal mechanics expert and the Doctor was my scientific assistant.”

DOCTOR
“Hardly.”

LADY MITE
“I might have been young but I was better than you, Doctor.” (Pause) “We were working on the same fields of collecting and gathering new knowledge for Gallifreyian records to be put into simulated demonstrations for study at the Academy. This included both local and universal knowledge.”

DOCTOR
“We were quite a good team.”

LADY MITE
“We had such happy times. Though something happened and we were forced to part. And that’s how I came to be travelling around the universe picking up pieces of information to be gathered for simulation purposes. I still collect even though Gallifrey still denies me!”

NYSSA
“But what’s she doing, Doctor? What’s she got to do with what we’re investigating?”

LADY MITE
(to Nyssa) “She does have a name, my dear!”

BILLY
“Is she the murderer?”

LADY MITE
“Murderer?!” (Pause; to Billy) “My dear young man, I maybe a sophisticated woman with a triple second from the Academy and a bit slightly deranged, but I’m never considered a murderer nor am I one at all!”

DOCTOR
(seriously) “But your presence has aroused suspicious observations, Mite. From me and my friends. Or else why would you be here?”

LADY MITE
“Really, Doctor. Is my presence something to be concerned about?”

DOCTOR
(seriously) “Yes. Did you divert my TARDIS here?”

LADY MITE
“Why should I do that?”

DOCTOR
“Because my TARDIS was driven off course and happened to end up here. Why for some strange reason I couldn’t figure out, but I suspect you could explain that!”

LADY MITE
(hesitates) “I…have a distress call circuit fitted into the guidance systems of my TARDIS. I used it to require assistance from one of the High Council of Gallifrey. Not that I expected help from them, but I didn’t expect help from you.”

DOCTOR
“And just where did you get this ‘distress call circuit’?”

LADY MITE
“It was…inserted into my TARDIS before I went away. Though I didn’t ask permission for it.”

BILLY
“You stole it!”

LADY MITE
(protests) “I was going to give it back!”

NYSSA
“I’m not so sure about your friend, Doctor.”

DOCTOR
“Oh understandable, Nyssa. Mite has always deceived me! Even when we were working together.”

LADY MITE
(laughs) “Really, Doctor! I didn’t really deceive much, did I?”

DOCTOR
(seriously) “For the past few days, murders have been committed; two gentlemen are carrying illegal holographic generator equipment; a supernova’s about to explode and the hotel’s hiding a dark secret. Now you made that distress call circuit to summon my TARDIS here. You said you expected help from the High Council and I want to know why! What is your purpose here in this sector of Zondor space?”

LADY MITE
(gradually; smirks) “You’re so handsome when you demand something of me. Especially in your fifth incarnation.”

DOCTOR
(impatiently) “I happen to be a patient man. But on this occasion, I’m losing my patience. So tell me, what is it you’re doing?”

LADY MITE
(gradually) “I will tell you, Doctor. Once we get to the station.”

NYSSA
“Station?”

LADY MITE
“I have some friends you’d like to meet.”

BILLY
(puzzled) “Friends? What friends?”

LADY MITE
“Don’t worry. We’re nearly there.”

Lady Mite presses a few switches on the console, as the TARDIS make for its destination.

LADY MITE
“Oh. While we’re at it, can I call you by your first name? It’s been such a long time…”

DOCTOR
“I’d prefer it if you wouldn’t!”

LADY MITE
“Suit yourself!”

DOCTOR
“As long as you get us to where we’re going, we can resolve things!”

LADY MITE
“Of course. We will get there! After all, my TARDIS is a tighter ship!”

DOCTOR
“So is mine!”

LADY MITE
“A type forty?!” (laughs) “Must have a few chinks in it by now!”

DOCTOR
“Barely!”

Lady Mite presses more switches on the console, as her TARDIS is about to land.


TO BE CONTINUED…


© Tim Bradley, 2016

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