1. Orchestrations were
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3. So tune in again next week for more
from the What's My Line? team.
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4. And that brings us to the end
of programming for today.
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5. So, from all of us here at
Alexandra Palace, a very good night.
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6. 200 overdrawn.
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7. I need a miracle.
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8. He's a caution, that one,
he does make me laugh.
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9. Oh, our lord and master.
Rita, I'm off out. Dad?
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10. Oh, how many times, son?
We'll see.
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11. But everyone's getting a telly,
Dad, even Mr Gallagher.
And the Bells at number 67.
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12. Well, perhaps we'll get one
for the Coronation.
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13. If you're lucky. We'll see.
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14. Don't wait up.
I heard they rot your brains.
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15. Rot them into soup and your brain
comes pouring out of your ears.
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16. That's what television does!
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19. Eh?
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20. You-hoo! Can you hear me, Magpie?
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21. Yes.
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22. I must be dreaming . . .
Oh, no. This isn't a dream.
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23. I'm going doolally, then.
Not at all, sweetheart.
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26. I thought we'd be
going for the Vegas era.
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27. You know, the white flares
and the chest hair.
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28. You are kidding! If you wanna see
Elvis, you go for the late Fifties.
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29. The time before burgers,
when they called him the Pelvis
and he still had a waist!
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30. What's more, you see him in style!
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any other way to go, daddio?
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Yeah, well . . .
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34. Me, Mum, Cliff Richard movies -
every Bank Holiday Monday. Cliff!
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be a Cliff fan.
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36. Where're we off to?
Ed Sullivan TV studios.
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37. Elvis did Hound Dog
and there were complaints.
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38. Bit of luck, we'll just catch it.
That'd be TV studios in . . .
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39. What, New York? That's the one!
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40. Dig that New York vibe!
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41. Well, this could still be New York.
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42. I mean,
this looks very New York to me.
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Londony New York, mind, but . . .
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44. What're all the flags for?
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45. Smashing, innit?
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46. You'd have thought
they was in the room with ya!
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should cheer you up a bit, Rita?
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50. I can't. Nothing's the same
any more. Not with her . . .
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51. Stop going on about it!
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53. What happened to her?
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55. She's awake!
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57. There you go, sir!
All wired up for the great occasion.
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58. Great occasion? What do you mean?
Where you been living,
out in the colonies?
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59. The Coronation, of course!
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60. And what Coronation's that, then?
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61. What do you mean? THE Coronation!
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62. It's the Queen's! Queen Elizabeth!
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63. Oh! Is this 1953?
Last time I looked!
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64. Time for a lovely bit of pomp
and circumstance, what we do best!
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66. Looks like everyone's got one.
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67. That's weird, my nan said
tellys were so rare, they all
had to pile into one house.
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68. Not around here, love.
Magpie's Marvellous Tellys,
only five quid a pop.
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69. Oh, but this is a brilliant year,
classic!
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70. Technicolor, Everest climbed,
everything off the ration.
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71. A nation throwing off the shadows
of war and looking forward
to a happier, brighter future!
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72. Someone help me, please! Ted!
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73. Leave him alone, that's my husband!
Please! What's going on?
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business, get out of the way, sir.
Who'd they take?
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Must be Mr Gallagher.
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76. But it's happening
all over the place -
they're turning into monsters.
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80. All aboard!
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Go! Go! Go!
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How did they get away from us?
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83. I'm surprised they didn't turn back
and arrest you for reckless driving.
Have you passed your test?
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Vanishing police cars?
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not Stalin's Russia.
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86. Monsters, that boy said. Maybe we
should go and ask the neighbours.
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90. Hold on, was that an insult?
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92. As you instructed.
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Mr Magpie.
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94. So you'll go soon?
You'll leave me?
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95. We'll see.
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Please.
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98. Inside, behind my eyes. It hurts.
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99. Even my memories hurt.
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100. I just want things back
like they used to be.
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101. Oh, but this world of yours is
busy, busy, busy! Forging ahead
into a brand-new age!
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102. You can never go back,
that's your tragedy.
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103. But now . . .
the time is almost ripe, Magpie.
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104. Cometh the hour, cometh the man.
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105. Or lady.
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107. Gran, it's me, it's Tommy.
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108. I'm gonna come in, Gran.
Stand back, just don't . . .
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109. I'm sorry, but I've got to come in.
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110. What do you think you're doing?
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113. I said, give me that key, right now.
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114. Don't think I've finished with you.
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115. All the warnings
I've given you and every time,
every time, you disobey me!
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116. But we can't just lock her away.
Excuse me, sunshine. I am talking.
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117. You can forget
that college nonsense.
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118. You are gonna come
and work alongside me.
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119. Get your hands dirty for once.
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120. Oh, Lord. Won't she ever stop?
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121. There, there, Rita my sweet.
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122. Business as usual.
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123. Now, let's get these up all over the
house, in honour of her Majesty.
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124. But, Eddie, what if she's dying?
I am talking!
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125. That's better.
A little bit of hush.
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126. Hi!
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Judging by the look of you,
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128. family man, nice house, fought
in the war, therefore,
I represent Queen and country.
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129. Just doing a little check of
her forthcoming Majesty's
subjects before the great day.
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130. Oh, er, very nice, very well kept.
I'd like to congratulate you, Mrs . . .
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131. Connolly. Rita, I can handle this.
This gentleman's
a proper representative.
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132. Don't mind the wife,
she rattles on.
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133. Well, maybe she should
rattle on a bit more.
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134. I'm not convinced you're
doing your patriotic duty.
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135. Those flags,
why are they not flying?
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137. Get them up! Queen and Country!
I'm sorry.
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138. Get it done, do it now.
Hold on a minute.
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139. Like the gentleman says.
Hold on a minute.
You've got hands, Mr Connolly.
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140. Two big hands,
so why is that your wife's job?
Well, it's housework, innit?
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141. And that's a woman's job?
Course it is.
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142. Mr Connolly,
what gender is the Queen?
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143. She's a female.
Then are you suggesting
the Queen does the housework?
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144. No, not at all. Then get busy!
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146. You'll be proud of us, sir!
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147. We'll have Union Jack left,
right and centre!
Excuse me, Mr Connolly. Hang on a minute.
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148. Union Jacks?
Yes, that's right, isn't it?
That's the Union Flag.
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149. It's the Union Jack
only when it's flown at sea.
Oh! Oh, I'm sorry. I do apologise.
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150. Well, don't get it wrong again,
there's a good man. Now get to it!
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151. Right then, nice and comfy.
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152. At her Majesty's leisure!
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153. Union Flag?
Mum went out with a sailor.
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154. I bet she did.
Anyway, I'm the Doctor,
and this is Rose, and you are?
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155. Tommy.
Well, sit yourself down, Tommy.
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157. I love telly, don't you? Yeah,
I think it's brilliant. Good man!
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158. Keep working, Mr C! Now, why
don't you tell me what's wrong?
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159. Did you say you were a doctor?
Yes, I am.
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160. Can you help her? Oh, please.
Can you help her, Doctor?
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161. Now then, Rita, I don't think
the gentleman needs to know . . .
Oh, the gentleman does.
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162. Tell us what's wrong
and we can help.
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163. It's all right.
It's all right. Come here.
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164. Oh, it's all right.
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165. Queen and Country's one thing,
but this is my house!
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166. What the . . .
What the hell am I doing?
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167. Now you listen here, Doctor.
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168. You may have fancy qualifications,
but what goes on under my roof
is my business!
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169. Not if people are being . . .
I am talking!
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170. And I'm not listening!
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171. Now you are staring into
a deep, dark pit of trouble
if you don't let me help.
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172. So I'm ordering you, sir -
tell me what's going on!
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173. She won't stop.
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174. She never stops.
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175. We started hearing stories,
all round the place.
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176. People who . . . changed.
Families keeping it secret,
cos they were scared.
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177. Then the police started finding out.
We don't know how, no-one does.
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178. They just turn up,
come to the door and take them,
any time of the day or night.
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179. Show me.
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180. Gran?
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181. It's Tommy. It's all right,
Gran. I've brought help.
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182. Her face is completely gone.
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183. Scarcely an electrical impulse left.
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184. Almost complete neural shut-down,
it's just ticking over.
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185. It's like her brain's been . . . wiped
clean. What are we gonna do, Doctor?
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186. We can't even feed her!
We've got company!
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187. They've come for her! What was
she doing before this happened?
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188. Tell me, quickly, think! She doesn't
leave the house. She was just . . .
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189. Hold on, there are three
important, brilliant
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190. and complicated reasons why
you should listen to me. One . . .
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191. Doctor!
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you'll hurt her! Mum!
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193. Doctor! Don't hurt her!
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194. Back inside, Rita.
She's my mother!
Back inside now, I said!
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195. Hell of a right hook!
Have to watch out for that.
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196. Don't fight it, back inside!
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197. Rose! Come on! Get back inside!
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198. Don't fight it, son. Don't fight it!
Rose! We're gonna lose them again!
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199. Dad, they took her!
That was Gran, and they took her!
Come on, back inside!
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200. How did they find her,
who told them?
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201. You! Get the hell out of my house!
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202. I'm going, I'm done.
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203. Nice to meet you, Tommy,
Mrs Connolly.
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204. And as for you, Mr Connolly,
only an idiot hangs
the Union Flag upside down.
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205. Shame on you!
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207. Very good.
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209. Oh, I'm sorry, miss,
I'm afraid you're too late.
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to watch it. Please go.
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got a television, since you're
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And what are they?
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answered my questions.
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televisions are so cheap?
It's my patriotic duty.
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228. Seems only right that as many folk as
possible get to watch the Coronation.
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229. We may be losing the Empire,
but we can still be proud!
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230. 20 million people they reckon'll
be watching. Imagine that!
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231. And 20 million people
can't be wrong, eh?
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232. So why don't you get yourself home,
and get up early for the big day?
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I've seen everything.
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being struck down and changed,
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in the house is a television.
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For me?
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telly, that's just a programme.
What a pretty little girl.
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Are you talking to me?
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I'm talking to you, little one.
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251. Unseasonably chilly for the
time of year, don't you think?
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256. Just think of that audience
tomorrow, my dear, all settling
down to watch the Coronation.
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257. 20 million people.
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259. I'm sorry, so sorry. Help me!
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tell me everything you know.
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your hand around your elbow
and make your fingers meet.
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264. Don't get clever with me! You were
there today, at Florizel Street,
and now, breaking into this place.
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265. Oh, you're connected to this,
make no mistake.
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Detective Inspector Bishop . . .
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267. How do you know my name?
It's written inside your collar.
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268. Bless your mum. But I can't help
thinking, Detective Inspector,
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269. you're not exactly doing much
detective inspecting, are you?
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270. I'm doing everything in my power.
You're grabbing the faceless people
and hiding them. Don't tell me.
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272. It's Coronation day, the eyes
of the world are on London town,
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273. so any sort of problem
just gets swept out of sight.
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doing nothing? Don't you want to
get out there and investigate?
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we haven't got the manpower.
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anything we've ever seen.
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I don't even know where to start.
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281. We haven't the faintest clue
what's going on. Well . . .
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283. How?
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Tell me everything you know.
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about a month ago.
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Heads just . . . blank.
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287. But is there any sort of pattern?
It's spreading out from North London.
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men, women, kids, grannies.
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been quite a large number in . . .
Florizel Street.
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290. Found another one, sir. Good man,
Crabtree, here we are, Doctor.
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See what you can deduce.
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293. You know her?
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294. Know her? She's . . .
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295. Found her in the street, apparently,
down by Damascus Road.
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that's the first one in the open . . .
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Just in the street.
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They left her in the street.
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and just chucked her out
and left her in the street.
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that makes things simple.
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303. Very, very simple.
D'you know why?
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304. No . . . Because now, Detective
Inspector Bishop, there is no power
on this Earth that can stop me.
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with your little doctor.
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308. But now you're left with me, Rita,
so you'll behave yourself.
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310. Here we go, everyone, here we go!
Grub's up! Grub's up!
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311. Tuck in, everyone! Tuck in.
Take a sandwich.
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312. Oh, here we go,
here we go, it's started!
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313. Look, look, take your places,
sit down, sit down.
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314. Rita, love, just look at
that telly-box, then!
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The picture's so clear!
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"You didn't need to get
your hair done special, love.
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317. "The Queen won't be able
to see you!"
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318. Where's your old Mum, then?
She can't go missing it!
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319. Sorry, Mum can't make it down.
Aww! Bless her.
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and see her later.
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what d'you think, Dad?
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and see Gran later!
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324. Proper little mummy's boy all round.
Ooh, you know what
they say about them!
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That's exactly what I'm gonna do.
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327. '. . will first appear in about 10 minutes' time,
riding in the gold coach of state. '
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to know exactly what happened
inside your house.
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I wanna help, dad.
Mr. Connolly...
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Whoever you are!
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hardly out of the bloomin' cradle,
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But I've got a position to maintain.
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It matters what people think.
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You ratted on Gran.
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know where to look?
Unless some coward told them.
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339. You think I fought a war just
so a mouthy little scum like you
could call me a coward?
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fought against fascism, remember?
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who you could be friends with,
who you could fall in love with!
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342. Who could live and who had to die!
Don't you get it?
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343. You were fighting so that
twerps like me could do what
we want, say what we want.
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You've been informing on everyone,
haven't you? Even Gran.
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precious reputation! Eddie?
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All the people in our street?
Our friends?
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- The right thing for us?
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the Doctor and do some good.
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It's poison.
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under our roof all right . . .
but it weren't my mother!
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That was . . . That was
the sound of something ending.
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Everyone all right?
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to spoil our big day, is it?
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The night she changed.
She was just watching the telly.
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She guessed it straight away!
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little street. How come?
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He's selling them cheap.
Is he now? Come on!
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Shop!
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368. If you're here,
come out and talk to me!
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369. Magpie! Maybe he's out.
Looks like it.
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370. Oh, hello . . . This isn't right.
This is very much not right.
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371. Tastes like iron. Bakelite. Knocked
together with human hands, yes.
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372. But the design itself . . .
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373. Oh, beautiful work -
that is so simple.
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374. That's incredible, it's like
a television . . . but portable . . .
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375. A portable television!
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376. And it's not the only
power source in this room.
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377. Gran!
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378. I'm on my way.
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379. What do you think you're doing?
I want my friend restored.
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380. I think that's beyond a little
back street electrician,
so tell me who's in charge!
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381. Yoo-hoo. I think that must be me.
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382. Ooh!
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383. This one's smart as paint!
Is she talking to us?
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384. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you
brought this on yourselves. May I
introduce you to my new . . . friend?
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385. Jolly nice to meet you!
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386. Oh, my God. It's her.
That woman off the telly!
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387. No. It's just using her image.
What . . . What are you?
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388. I'm The Wire! And I will
gobble you up, pretty boy!
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389. Every last morsel!
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390. And when I have feasted . . .
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391. I shall regain the corporeal body
which my fellow kind denied me!
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392. Good Lord. Colour television!
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393. So your own people tried
to stop you? They executed me.
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394. But I escaped, in this form.
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395. And fled across the stars.
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396. And now, you're trapped
in the television.
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397. Not for much longer.
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398. Doctor! Is this what got my Gran?
Yes, Tommy.
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399. It feeds off the electrical
activity of the brain.
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400. But it gorges itself like
a great, over-fed pig.
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401. Taking people's faces,
their essence, as it stuffs itself.
And you let her do it, Magpie.
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402. I had to. She allowed me my face.
She promised to release me
at the Time of Manifestation.
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403. What does that mean?
The appointed time.
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404. My crowning glory!
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405. Doctor! The Coronation.
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406. For the first time in
history, millions gathered
around a television set.
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407. But you're not strong enough yet,
are you?
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408. You can't do it all from here.
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409. That's why you need this!
It needs something more powerful.
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410. This'll turn a big transmitter
into a big receiver.
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411. What a clever thing you are.
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412. But why fret about it?
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413. Why not just relax? Kick off your
shoes and enjoy the Coronation.
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414. Believe me!
You'll be glued to the screen!
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415. Doctor! Oh, my . . .
Hungry! Hungry!
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416. The Wire is hungry!
Oh! This one is tasty!
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417. Oh!
I'll have lashings of him.
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418. Delicious!
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419. Armed!
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420. He's armed and clever.
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421. Withdraw! Withdraw!
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422. The box, Magpie, the box!
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423. Hold tight!
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424. Conduct me to my victory, Magpie!
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425. Hungry! Hungry!
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426. Feed me!
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427. Ooh, she's so lovely! Beautiful.
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428. Makes you forget all your troubles!
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429. Everyone all right for pop?
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430. Tommy! Wake up! Tommy, come on!
What happened?
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431. Where's Magpie?
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432. We don't even know where to
start looking! It's too late.
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433. It's never too late!
As a wise person once said.
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434. Kylie, I think. The Wire's got
big plans. It'll need . . .
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435. It's gonna harvest
half the population!
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436. Millions and millions of people.
And where are we? Muswell Hill.
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437. Muswell Hill! Muswell Hill!
Which means . . . Alexandra Palace!
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438. Biggest TV transmitter
in North London!
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439. That's why it chose this place!
What're you gonna do?
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440. I'm going shopping.
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441. This what you want?
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442. Perfect!
Right, I need one more thing.
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443. Got it! Let's go!
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444. I can't do this!
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445. Please! Please don't make me . . .
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446. The time is at hand!
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447. Feed me!
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448. Feed me!
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449. There! Come on!
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450. Wait! Where'd we think we're . . . ?
Oh! I'm very sorry, sir!
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451. Shouldn't you be at the Coronation?
They're saving me a seat!
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452. Who'd he think you were?
King of Belgium, apparently.
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453. Keep this switched on. Don't let
anyone stop you, Tommy! Everything
depends on it, you understand?
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454. You'll get yourself killed up there!
Your Majesty!
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455. FEED ME!
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456. Oh, feast!
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457. Feasting!
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458. The Wire is feasting!
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459. It's too late.
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460. Too late for all of us.
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461. I shall consume you, Doctor!
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462. I won't let you do this, Magpie.
Help me, Doctor!
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463. It burns!
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464. It took my face. My soul!
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465. You cannot stop The Wire.
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466. Soon I shall become manifest.
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467. No more. No more of this.
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468. You promised me peace!
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469. Then peace you shall have.
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470. Aaargh!
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471. Been burning the candle
at both ends?
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472. You've over-extended
yourself, missus.
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473. You shouldn't have had a crack
at poor old Magpie there.
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474. Rubber soles. Swear by 'em!
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475. Oh, dear. Has our little plan gone
horribly wrong, Doctor?
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476. No-o-o-o!
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477. No!
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478. It's close down, I'm afraid,
and no epilogue.
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479. What have I missed?
Doctor! What happened?
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480. Sorted.
Electrical creature. TV technology.
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481. Clever alien life-form -
that's me, by the way.
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482. I turned the receiver
back into a transmitter, then
I trapped The Wire in here.
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483. I just invented
the home video 30 years early.
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484. Betamax!
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485. Oh, look!
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486. God Save The Queen, eh?
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487. There's my grandson!
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488. This was never your house -
it's in my mother's name.
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489. And on her behalf,
I'm telling you . . .
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490. Out!
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491. We could go down the Mall.
Join in with the crowds.
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492. Nah, that's just
pomp and circumstance.
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493. This is history, right here.
The domestic approach. Exactly.
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494. Will it . . . ? That thing . . .
Is it trapped for good?
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495. On video? Hope so.
Just to be on the safe side
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496. I'll use my knowledge
of trans-temporal
extirpation methods
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497. to neutralise the residual
electronic pattern. You what?
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498. I'm gonna tape over over it.
Leave it with me,
I'm always doing that!
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499. Tommy, you can have the scooter.
Little present.
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500. Best, em, keep it in the garage
for a few years, though.
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501. Good riddance.
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502. Is that it, then, Tommy?
New monarch, new age, new world.
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503. No room for a man
like Eddie Connolly?
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504. That's right. He deserves it.
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505. Tommy. Go after him.
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506. What for?
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507. He's your dad. He's an idiot.
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508. Course he is.
Like I said, he's your Dad.
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509. But you're clever.
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510. Clever enough to save the world.
So don't stop there. Go on.
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511. We're beyond the reach
of the Tardis's knowledge!
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512. This writing is old!
Impossibly old!
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513. People! Look at that - real people.
That's us! Hooray!
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514. The beast and his armies
shall rise from the pit . . .
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515. Whatever it is, it's not
a natural phenomenon. We could
revolutionise modern science.
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516. We could use it to fuel the empire.
Or start a war.
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517. That's a black hole.
But that's impossible!
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