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Night Terrors
Sep. 3rd, 2011 09:39 pmStepford in the sky. Old Lady, grim lift, child with night terrors. OCD. "Five times. It has to be five times." Scary shadows. Significant Conversation overheard: "He needs a doctor. Psychic paper. Something tells me I'm a long way out of the target demographic for this one. I wouldn't take the lift if I were you. Going door to door: old lady; psycho slumlord; and, in a nod to The Shining, twins. "Maybe we should let the monsters gobble him up" Rory and his big mouth strike again. The Doctor spots the boy. The Lift of Doom strikes. Told you not to take it.
A house call. Hello Alex. Are the bins possessed? George has always been a funny kid. Eight in January. Foreshadowing? Rory thinks the TARDIS has gone funny again: "The Doctor's back there in Eastenders-land and we're stuck here in the TARDIS..." The Doctor favours the talking cure. The dusty house is made of fake wooden stuff. Amy finds a rather lame lamp and a giant glass eye. "The Three Little Sontarans, the Emperor Dalek's New Clothes..." The Doctor can't solve a Rubik's Cube. All scary things go into the cupboard. Visit from the slumlord breaks the tension. The cupboard readings are off the scale. The dusty house doesn't have a door knob and the hands are painted on the clock.
The Doctor makes tea. And reveals himself to Alex: "You're not from Social Services, are you?" The old lady is on her own in the house. Creepy laughter getting closer to Rory and Amy. Scary Doll is Very Scary. "Should we open the cupboard?" The Doctor argues with himself. "Never anything on is there Bernard? Bergerac? God 'elp us. Thirty years old, that..." The Slumlord's life is empty. And he gets dragged straight to hell. The cupboard is actually just full of junk. The Doctor helps Alex realise the Awful Troof. So who is George? Time for the Doctor and Alex to go to the scary house. Rory panics. A bit. The Scary Dolls turn the slumlord into a Scary Doll. Definitely time to panic.
The Doctor cracks the case: "Either we're trapped inside the doll's house or this is a refuge for dirty posh people who eat wooden food. Or termites. Giant termites. Trying to get on the property ladder..." Perception filter! The Doctor rambles. Amy's lame plan is lame and she reaps the consequences. Five lights: George's fears and rituals are shaping everything. The boy's a cuckoo: the child Alex and Claire wanted. "I can't save you from the monsters. Only you can." U-turn. Confrontation isn't enough: Gorge needs to know he's not being rejected. And with that, we're home from Narnia. Kippers for breakfast? Nasty. And we're done with a creepy nursery rhyme...
A house call. Hello Alex. Are the bins possessed? George has always been a funny kid. Eight in January. Foreshadowing? Rory thinks the TARDIS has gone funny again: "The Doctor's back there in Eastenders-land and we're stuck here in the TARDIS..." The Doctor favours the talking cure. The dusty house is made of fake wooden stuff. Amy finds a rather lame lamp and a giant glass eye. "The Three Little Sontarans, the Emperor Dalek's New Clothes..." The Doctor can't solve a Rubik's Cube. All scary things go into the cupboard. Visit from the slumlord breaks the tension. The cupboard readings are off the scale. The dusty house doesn't have a door knob and the hands are painted on the clock.
The Doctor makes tea. And reveals himself to Alex: "You're not from Social Services, are you?" The old lady is on her own in the house. Creepy laughter getting closer to Rory and Amy. Scary Doll is Very Scary. "Should we open the cupboard?" The Doctor argues with himself. "Never anything on is there Bernard? Bergerac? God 'elp us. Thirty years old, that..." The Slumlord's life is empty. And he gets dragged straight to hell. The cupboard is actually just full of junk. The Doctor helps Alex realise the Awful Troof. So who is George? Time for the Doctor and Alex to go to the scary house. Rory panics. A bit. The Scary Dolls turn the slumlord into a Scary Doll. Definitely time to panic.
The Doctor cracks the case: "Either we're trapped inside the doll's house or this is a refuge for dirty posh people who eat wooden food. Or termites. Giant termites. Trying to get on the property ladder..." Perception filter! The Doctor rambles. Amy's lame plan is lame and she reaps the consequences. Five lights: George's fears and rituals are shaping everything. The boy's a cuckoo: the child Alex and Claire wanted. "I can't save you from the monsters. Only you can." U-turn. Confrontation isn't enough: Gorge needs to know he's not being rejected. And with that, we're home from Narnia. Kippers for breakfast? Nasty. And we're done with a creepy nursery rhyme...
