You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.
- Saul Bellow
CREDITS!
Me: Wow!
What an ending.
Him: It was quite good.
And then, this
happens…
Patrick
Troughton: Warph! Warph!1 Oh, thank goodness. Oh, it’s you.
Hurm. I thought for one moment it
was…
Me: What’s this?
Him: Is this the next time trailer?
Me: It is!
Patrick
Troughton: Goodness me, I must just
sit down for a minute.
There’s some fresh
warphing and the following speech sounds as though Patrick Troughton’s hiding
in an echo chamber.
Patrick Troughton: I’m glad I met you as a matter of fact. There’s something I want to tell you. When we – uh – When we start out on our next
adventure – Jamie and Victoria and I – we meet some old friends. Yes.
We also meet some old enemies. Very old enemies. The – uh – The Yeti, as a matter of fact.
Him: Not that
old.
Patrick Troughton: Only – um – this time they’re – they’re just a little bit more frightening than
last time. Hmmm? So, I want to warn you that if your mummy and
daddy are scared, you just get them to hold your hand-
Terrifying Noise: SHQRZZZZ
Him: Ha!
Patrick
Troughton: Here we go again! I’ve got to go! See you soon…
Terrifying Noise: SHQRZZZZ
Gunshots and an
alarmed string section reverberate throughout the crowded echo chamber. Suddenly, two Yeti appear, lumbering down a
train tunnel.
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| Him: Movement! |
The Reverberating Voice of God: ‘Dr2 Who and the Web of Fear’.2 Next Saturday at five twenty-five.3
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Me: That’s a hell
of a trailer!
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Next: “Mind the gap!”
1. Possibly not
the actual dialogue. It’s hard to tell.
2. (sic) – Oh damn, I’ve done it again.
I must be punished. It’s for my
own good.
3. Offer no longer valid.
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