Re: My Idea of the 12th Doctor's First Scene
And Mr. Moffit, feel free to use this if you like it.
I would, but I don't read the forum.
I could not resist and took the liberty of doing some improvements to your screenplay:
Interior of the TARDIS
The Doctor, in obvious pain, looks into Clara's eyes.
“Good-bye Clara. See you in a moment”
Regeneration energy engulfs the Doctor. He falls to his knees as the energy wave remakes his body. Clara backs away but keeps her eyes on the Doctor. She sees his features slowly change. Suddenly, it's over. The regeneration energy fades quickly away to reveal the new Doctor.
“Are you alright?”
The Doctor responds:
“Uh...um...I'm not...completely sure... Fucking legs...”
The Doctor gets to his feet, but stumbles against the TARDIS console, dislodging a control knob. The Doctor clumsily picks it up and puts it back in place. He looks up at the console and says :
He takes a few more uneven steps and says:
?Mirror...I need a fucking mirror!”
He finds a mirror after a few more steps, looks into it and says:
“I'm a fucking old man.... I haven't looked this old in fucking centuries”
Clara joins the Doctor at the mirror and says:
“It's alright, Doctor. Remember...I've seen all of your faces before. Here...”
She turns the Doctor towards her.
“Let's have a look, shall we?”
She turns his face left and then right. “It's a nice face. You've got a proper chin, now!”
The Doctor looks shocked and turns toward the mirror and says:
“What do you mean? What the fuck was wrong with the old one?”
He looks back at Clara who jabs his shoulder and says:
“You know exactly what I mean?”
She smiles and the Doctor turns back to the mirror and says sadly:
“Bollocks. It was a fucking great chin and that's a fact.”
“Cheer up, Doctor! You have a new body! With no mileage on it at all! Think of it as...'getting a tune-up' ”.
The Doctor looks at Clara completely confused and says:
“A shitting what?!?”.
“A tune-up. My dad had a vintage Jaguar that he was oh so proud of. But after each time he got a tune-up, he said it was like getting a brand new car.”
The Doctor looks at Clara and says:
“Seriously, Clara, are you comparing a Timelord to a fucking car?”
Clara smiles and says:
“ It was a very handsome car.”
The Doctor takes another look in the mirror and says:
“At least I'm not a fucking twelve-cocked ginger... Fuck regenerations, I hope I don't fucking see what the next fucking one will be.”
The Doctor suddenly turns back towards the console, but is staring off into space. Clara looks worried and asks:
“What is it Doctor? Is anything wrong?”.
The Doctor responds:
“Is anything wrong? Fuck is anything wrong... It's my twelfth fucking one...”
“Yes, I know that.”
The Doctor looks back at Clara and says:
“And you ask is anything fucking wrong when I am close to the end of my regenerations?”.
“So...it's like a biological clock. What's the problem, then?”
“Oh, fuck off... Get me Rose Tyler and get that goon off my TARDIS...”
R.I.P. Admiral James T. Kirk (2233-2267, 1969, 2267, 1930, 2267-2268, 1968, 2268-2269, Serpeidon Middle Ages, 2269, 2237, 2269-2286, 1986, 2286-2293, 2371)