Rose wakes to find that the northern Doctor Who is no longer by her side. She runs through the Tardis's labyrinthian corridors to find him seated by the console, his head in his hands, deep in contemplation.
"Hello an'at," she says by way of greeting. "Wassa matter wiv you then? You're not finking abaht bloody planet Ireland again are you?"
The Doctor Who looks up. "I was there Rose. I was there for the last great Dime War. When no one had a dime. I saw it happen. I made it happen. The whole country burned, the people's money all lost."
Rose reached out a hand to touch the shoulder of the man she loved. "But everyfink turned out all right, didn't it?"
"No Rose. I lost everything. We were wiped out by the evil Dail-eks. The Dime Lords from Gallifrey's IMForeman junk bond branch tried to save us with a loan but we had to sell the whole planet to our deadly enemies the Brits as a theme park..." The Doctor Who's voice trailed away.
Rose wonders what she can say to help. But all she can blurt out is: "Can I 'ave some chips?"
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Ireland will be DEL-ETE-ED!
ReplyDeleteThat must be Father (Dele)Ted...
ReplyDeleteAww, go on, go on, go on, go on, go on... and on and on.