The transcript

Capt. ~Sally~ Sparrow
Начала читать книгу, и сразу полезли воспоминания. Вот я и решила перепечатать сюда транскрипт нашего разговора с Доктором пару лет назад, может, немного отпустит. А не отпустит придётся делать глинтвейн.

SALLY: The Doctor!

LARRY: Who's the Doctor?

SALLY: He is the Doctor.

DOCTOR: Yep, that's me.

SALLY: Okay, that was scary.

LARRY: No, it sounds like he's replying, but he always says that.

DOCTOR: Yes, I do.

LARRY: And that.

DOCTOR: Yeah. And this.

SALLY: He can hear us. Oh my God, you can really hear us!

LARRY: Of course, he can't hear us! Look. I've got transcript, see? Everything he says. "Yep, that's me." "Yes, I do." "Yeah. And this." Next it's…

LARRY & DOCTOR: Are you gonna read out the whole thing?

LARRY: Sorry.

SALLY: Who are you?!

DOCTOR: I'm a time traveler. Or I was, I'm stuck in 1969.

MARTHA: We're stuck! All of space and time, he promised me, now I've got a job in a shop! I've got to support him!

DOCTOR: Martha!

MARTHA: Sorry.

SALLY: I've seen this bit before.

DOCTOR: Quite possibly.

SALLY: 1969, that's where you're talking from!

DOCTOR: 'Fraid so.

SALLY: But you're replying to me! You can't know exactly what I'm gonna say forty years before I say it!

DOCTOR: Thirty eight.

LARRY: I'm getting this down. I'm writing your bits.

SALLY: How?! How is this possible? Tell me!

LARRY: Not so fast!

DOCTOR: Yeah. People don't understand time. It's not what you think it is.

SALLY: Then what is it?

DOCTOR: Complicated.

SALLY: Tell me.

DOCTOR: Very complicated.

SALLY: I'm clever and I'm listening. And don't patronize me, because people have died, and I'm not happy. Tell me!

DOCTOR: People assume, that time is a straight progression of cause to effect. But actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint it's more like a big bawl of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey… stuff.

SALLY: Yeah. I've seen this bit before. You said this sentence got away from you.

DOCTOR: It got away from me, yeah.

SALLY: Next thing you gonna say is, "Well, I can hear you."

DOCTOR: Well, I can hear you.

SALLY: This is impossible!

LARRY: No! It's brilliant!

DOCTOR: What, not hear you exactly, but I know everything you're gonna say.

LARRY: Always gives me the shivers, that bit.

SALLY: How can you know what I'm gonna say?

DOCTOR: Look to your left.

LARRY: What does he mean by, "Look to your left"? I've written tons about it on the forums. I think it is a political statement.

SALLY: He means you. What are you doing?

LARRY: I'm writing your bits. That way I've got a complete transcript of the whole conversation. Wait until it hits the Net. This will explode the egg forums!

DOCTOR: I've got a copy of the finished transcript, it's on my autocue.

SALLY: How can you have a copy of the finished transcript? It's still being written.

DOCTOR: I told you, I'm a time traveler. I got it in the future.

SALLY: Okay, let me get my head 'round this. You are reading aloud from a transcript of a conversation you're still having?..

LARRY: Yeah, yeah, wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey…

SALLY: Actually, never mind that. You can do shorthand?

LARRY: So? (боже, как он тогда испугался! Больше, чем ангелов, хотя и отрицает :-D прим. Салли)

DOCTOR: What matters is we can communicate. We have got big problems now. They have taken the blue box, haven't they? The Angels have the Phone Box?

LARRY: "The Angels have the Phone Box." That's my favourite, I've got it on a T-shirt. (правда есть, он её надевает на Хэллоуин (: прим. Салли)

SALLY: What do you mean, angels? You mean those statue things?

DOCTOR: Creatures from another world.

SALLY: But they're just statues.

DOCTOR: Only when you see them.

SALLY: What does that mean?

DOCTOR: Lonely assassins, they're used to be called. No one quite knows where they came from, but they are as old as the Universe. Or very nearly. And they have survived this long because they have the most perfect defense system ever evolved. They are quantum-locked. They don't exist when they're being observed. The moment they are seen by any other living creature they freeze into rock. No choice, it's a fact of their biology. In the sight of any living thing they literally turn to stone. And you can't kill a stone. 'Course, a stone can't kill you either, but when you turn your head away, when you blink, and oh yes it can.

SALLY: Don't take your eyes off that.

DOCTOR: That's why they cover their eyes – they are not weeping – they can't risk looking at each other. Their greatest asset is their greatest curse. They can never be seen. Loneliest creatures in the Universe. And I'm sorry, I am very, very sorry. It's up to you now.

SALLY: What am I supposed to do?

DOCTOR: The blue box, it's my time machine. There is a world of time energy in there they can feast on forever, but the damage they can do could switch off the Sun. You have got to send it back to me.

SALLY: How? How?!

DOCTOR: Aaand that's it, I'm afraid. There's no more from you on the transcript. That's the last I've got. I don't know what stopped you talking, but I can guess – they're coming. The Angels are coming for you, but listen, your life could depend on this. Don't blink. Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast, faster than you can believe! Don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink! Good luck.

Конец транскрипта. Интерсно, как часто сам Доктор полагается на удачу и только на неё?

Что ж, глинтвейн так глинтвейн.

@темы: story of my life

2012-04-01 в 17:49 

Angel. Just Angel.
*умиляется и ностальгирует*
Эх, старые-добрые времена. Как было весело. :)

Lonely assassins, they're used to be called. No one quite knows where they came from, but they are as old as the Universe.

2012-04-01 в 17:56 

Capt. ~Sally~ Sparrow
Ха, догонять на суперскорости всегда весело :vv:

2012-04-01 в 17:56 

Angel. Just Angel.
У каждого свои таланты и увлечения :gigi:

2012-04-01 в 18:00 

Capt. ~Sally~ Sparrow
О, это я поняла хорошо :rotate:


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