DOCTOR WHO: REDACTED
PART 1
Written by
Juno Dawson
SCENE 1
FX:BBC SOUNDS STING
The BBC Sounds ident plays only then, it glitches into hissing, singing static.
BBC Sounds
BBC Sounds: Music, Radio, Pod-c-c-c…Pod-c-c-c
Then a pause.
The Doctor’s voice is muffled as if by glass, then clarifies. Her voice glitches and trills with static, slowing down and slurring in places.
DOCTOR
My name is the Doctor. Can you hear
me? Planet Earth? Is this getting through?
Something is coming, something is coming for
(you) –
And then a horrific wail of /static/distortion. From hereon in, this will be known as the Redacted Distortion.
Music comes in – a rushing thunder of deep synths accompanied by something almost like sirens, that sharply glitches into a slow, soft piano beat that runs under the credits.
CREDITS
Doctor Who Redacted: Episode One, by Juno Dawson
Soft hissing, beeping static runs across the credits, building into a bubbling glitch before…
SCENE 2 - PODCAST RECORDING
The ‘BLUE BOX FILES’ theme plays.
SHAWNA
(Singing, RnB style)
The Blue Box, The Blue Box
Shawna’s voice is distorted, as if on a tape recorder
MAN
(Ominous laugh)
…Files
This is followed by an electric buzz, the Wilhelm scream, and an orchestral “Dun dun DUN!”
We now hear three voices: one Scottish (ABBY), one Yorkshire (SHAWNA) and one cockney (CLEO) in conversation on a podcast. All three are smiling and energetic.
ABBY
Hello there and welcome to this week’s Blue
Box Files.
CLEO
Woop woop!
ABBY
Three friends dedicated to uncovering
the truth about that enigmatic blue box...
CLEO
Yes! As regular listeners know, if a random
public police box rocks up in your town, you are
in a world of trouble.
SHAWNA
Across history, alleged blue box sightings (ABBY laughs)
have been linked to the supernatural, paranormal,
and the just downright weird.
ABBY
As ever, you’re listening to Abby Mahail...
CLEO
Cleo Proctor...
SHAWNA
And I’m Shawna Thompson. Broadly benevolent
voice of reason.
ABBY
Or simply argumentative.
SHAWNA
I have seen what we’re talking
about this week, and my body is ready, because
this one...is...well let’s just say it’s...nuts.
CLEO
Oh my God, please tell me…it’s an alien foetus
in a jar?
SHAWNA
(Exasperated but laughing) UGH, my god.
ABBY
(Laughing) No afraid not...
CLEO
Ah! One of these days girls, one of these days...
(Beat)
So what are we doing? I’ve been too busy to
even read the group chat. Sorry Abz.
ABBY
You’re forgiven. How is usher life at Music:
The Musical?
CLEO
(Putting on a snooty voice)It would be very
unprofessional of me to say.
ABBY
Duncan James playing Beethoven?
ABBY, SHAWNA and CLEO burst out laughing.
CLEO
Don’t! I can’t! I thought working in a theatre
might open some acting doors for me. Nope, just
opening doors. Period!
SHAWNA
Aw! That sucks.
CLEO
The spoon is in the lid, people! The spoon IS
IN THE LID.
SHAWNA awwws sympathetically.
ABBY
Well, I have a really tasty Blue Box mystery for you,
and that is a deliberate play on words because
this week, we delve into the murky world of
diet pills. (SHAWNA ooohs) In 2008, our Blue Box was sighted
in London...
CLEO
Goosebumps! Look! Every time!
ABBY
Now, around the time of the sighting, a group of people
that signed up to a pilot trial of a weight-loss pill
from Adipose Industries got a lot more than they
bargained for...and some were even...dying to be thin...
SHAWNA
Why am I not surprised? Big pharma control the
world. Have you seen Pharmarama on Netflix?
ABBY
Oh God yeah I have
SHAWNA
So good
CLEO
I haven’t, it’s my next after Selling Sunset.
SHAWNA
Pharmaceutical companies could cure cancer if they wanted, but they make more money selling snake-oil that doesn’t really do anything.
CLEO
Yes Shawna! Spill that tea.
SHAWNA
I will!
ABBY
The official version of events says that
the weight loss pills were unregulated and
unfit for human use. The coroners reports
deemed the tablets were ‘fatally toxic’ in a
handful of cases.
(Beat)
Victims dissolved from the inside out...
A moment of stunned silence.
SHAWNA
Ugh, gross
CLEO
No, do you know what? I’ve heard about this.
ABBY
You have?
CLEO
Yeah! Some woman on the Powell was always going on about it. We just thought she was drunk.
ABBY
Drunk, why?
CLEO
Well she was a drunk. But she was also um, a...thick and juicy woman...and she’d lost a lot of weight. She said some crazy stuff about fat babies or something. We was like ‘OK, Elaine, you keep going to those meetings, hun.”
ABBY
As ever the internet has a myriad of theories: Some think it’s a hoax, or even a publicity stunt that massively backfired.
CLEO
Nah Babe, they were taking dodgy pills. They were tripping.
SHAWNA
OK, that I can believe.
CLEO
What about the Blue Box? You said there was sightings?
ABBY
Yes. At least five.
CLEO
Man, I love the Blue Box.
ABBY
One confirmed sighting in an alleyway near Adipose Industries. And then…it gets weirder. No one from the company was ever. Seen. Again.
SHAWNA
They got caught selling dud pills! They’re probably sunning it up in Panama or something.
ABBY
OK, so how do you explain additional eyewitness reports of lights in the sky?
SHAWNA
(Exasperated)
Abby, this is just not a THING. The Blue Box is not alien.
ABBY
(Talking over Shawna excitedly) It is SO a thing! Crop circles; Area 51...
CLEO
(Shouting excitedly) Alien foetus in a jar!
ABBY
Look up the pics! Go on! Check the *
Blue Cube Forum. *
SHAWNA
OK...
FX - Shawna typing.
SHAWNA (CONT'D)
FX: Suddenly we hear the Redacted distortion, singing and hissing static.
CLEO
What the hell is that?
ABBY
Shawna?
SHAWNA
It’s like a pop-up or something.
CLEO
Ugh
ABBY
Um, uh, I’ll stop the recording.
FX: The noise stops.
The sound of the three protagonists now changes significantly: where before they were clear, in slightly echoey rooms, now Shawna and Abby are clearly coming through laptop speakers.
I don’t see the point though, when-
SHAWNA
Man, they have been hacked.
ABBY
I vaguely know the guy who runs the website...I’ll message him.
SHAWNA
Tell him I can help if he’s having
website issues or if it’s a virus.
ABBY
Och that’s annoying.
SHAWNA
(Sighing) Yeah
ABBT
(Beat)
Cleo can ask our special
guest this afternoon about the blue
box.
CLEO
Me? Am I meeting a guest or something?
ABBY
Yep. She’s in London, so you’re closest.
CLEO
Aw, come on, I don’t know nothing! I’m just here for the sass! I’m the sweet to Shawna’s sour!
SHAWNA
(Mildly) Thanks for that.
CLEO
Honestly girls, I’ll make a mess of it! When you sent me to meet that yeti person I deleted the whole thing!
ABBY
You will be fine! all you have to do is press ‘record’. I’ll even send over a list of Abby-approved questions. A baby could do it.
SHAWNA
A fat baby?
CLEO
Go on then. Who is it?
ABBY
A journalist called Penny Carter from the Observer.
CLEO
The Observer? She gonna be OK meeting a trans person?
ABBY
I checked and I do think you’re safe. She does have a lot to say about Adipose Industries. To be honest she sounds a little highly strung.
SHAWNA
By highly strung do you mean clinically insane?
Tense pizzicato music comes in quietly here: we here plucking strings and a scraping kind of synth that builds a sense of mystery and tension.
CLEO
Oh my God. Where am I meeting her? Somewhere in public please.
ABBY
Soho. Midday tomorrow. I’ll text you the address.
CLEO
Uuugh ok. Don’t forget to send the
questions. *
The tense mystery music keeps going with a steady heartbeat, before climbing into a synth and string kind of swell.
SCENE 4: INT. CLEO’S FLAT. DAY
CLEO is clattering around in the kitchen, making tea. JORDAN (20s - blokey, cockney) enters, yawning.
JORDAN
(Yawning) Morning bumface!
CLEO
(Yawning back) Oh, it lives. What time did you crawl in?
JORDAN
About 2 in the end. My mouth tastes of farts.
CLEO
Lovely! Did you meet The One?
JORDAN
(Indignant)
No!
(Beat)
Well, I did get six phone numbers.
CLEO
Jordan! You are such a pig!
JORDAN
I’m kidding! I’m kidding! (Beat)
Well…I’m actually not kidding.
CLEO
Yeah I know. I can’t believe we share the same DNA, you repulse me.
(Beat)
Shouldn’t you be sweating out your hangover on some scaffolding somewhere?
JORDAN
Nah. It’s weird. You know Tony?
You know, the foreman?
CLEO
Uh…Oh! Yeah yeah yeah
JORDAN
He’s done a runner.
CLEO
What?
JORDAN
Totally vanished.
CLEO
I thought Tony was the boring one who likes cryptocurrencies and Mrs Browns Boys?
JORDAN
It’s always the quiet ones, innit? I guess he’s met someone and left his wife, all that.
CLEO
Sounds about right, don’t it? *
JORDAN
You working tonight?
CLEO
Yeah, but meeting someone for the podcast first.
JORDAN
Oh yeah, you still doing that?
CLEO
Are you not listening to EVERY EPISODE RELIGIOUSLY?
JORDAN
Look, sis, I can’t deal with that stuff. It messes with my
Head all that conspiracy stuff.
Like I was watching this thing - *
CLEO
Jordan! I don’t need to know. (Laughs) *
JORDAN
And I was trying to watch it, trying to
get into it, and then I started thinking:
is my webcam watching me? Put me right off. *
CLEO
What a lovely story. It’s more a way of keeping in touch with Abby and Shawna really.
JORDAN
Where do you know those girls from?
CLEO
Do you those 3 months I went to uni before I dropped out?
JORDAN
Oh yeah
CLEO
Yeah, we lived together in halls. And we bonded over our mutual love of murder podcasts and our
hatred of our alt right neckbeard neighbour. Then we all dropped out together. The 3 loseketeers.
JORDAN
Aw c’mon, you ain’t a loser.
CLEO
Jordan, I’m a 26-year-old, single trans woman sleeping on her brother’s
sofa bed. I’m very aspirational.
(BEAT) *
Anyway, can I get in the shower first? I can’t meet this Penny woman looking like Cousin It.
CLEO opens a door.
JORDAN
Yeah, fair enough you smell rotten, get in.
(CLEO laughs) *
FX: Jordan’s phone pings. *
JORDAN (CONT'D) *
Oh... *
CLEO
What?
JORDAN
Um... *
CLEO
Jordan? What’s up? *
SCENE 5: INT. CAFE.
We hear a coffee machine hissing and plates and cups clinking.
NEWSCASTER
(Muffled, clearly coming through a TV)
South Yorkshire Police have issued a renewed appeal for information on the disappearance of Sheffield residents Graham O’Brien and Ryan Sinclair. Chief Constable Gemma Rayner issued a statement asking the public to be on alert for any
person calling themselves the Doctor –
FX: It turns onto football instead.
ABBY
Sorry! Can you put that back on, please?
CAFE OWNER
It’s a Rangers game...
ABBY
No worries.
She instead dials Shawna’s number. We hear tapping of keys on a smartphone, then a dial tone.
SCENE 6. INT. TRAIN
FX: We hear a train rushing past.
FX: Phone ringing.
SHAWNA
What’s up? Just heading into college.
Throughout this scene we can hear the train moving and rattling quietly in the background.
ABBY
Sheffield was just on the news. Something about missing people and they mentioned ‘The Doctor’.
SHAWNA
Is that like a gang leader or something?
ABBY
The Doctor sometimes crops up on
the Blue Box forums...when they’re
working. Will you look into it?
SHAWNA
Sure. Anyway, what you doing? I thought you were with whatshisname today?
ABBY
Shawna, you know his name. It’s been nine years!
SHAWNA
Craig. Where’s Craig? Is something wrong?
ABBY
(Deeply unconvincing) No.
SHAWNA
Every time you lie, an angel continues to not exist.
ABBY
It is nothing! He’s just cheesed off with me.
SHAWNA
What? Why?
ABBY
Says I never have time for him.
SHAWNA
Abby, you’re a full-time carer for your mum, what does he expect?
ABBY
No, it’s more the podcast.
SHAWNA
Uh. Cancel the manbaby.
ABBY
Shawna!
SHAWNA
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, you need someone who s the most evolved Abigail, not the schoolgirl he met when you were sixteen.
At this point a soft, slow electric guitar track comes in, occasionally building into flutters of higher notes.
ABBY
Oh and who would you have in mind, Shawna?
SHAWNA
(Pause)
Well...obviously I am biased, but boys are rank. (ABBY laughs fondly)
(Beat)
(Tenderly) Craig doesn’t get it. Abz, You’ve built this podcast from nothing. It’s all you. Me and Cleo are just along for the ride.
ABBY
No, that’s not true. I totally need you guys.
SHAWNA
(Big loaded pause) I need you too.
That silences Abby.
The music swells up into the end of the scene, a sweet mid-paced beat that lingers for a moment before the drama moves on.
SCENE 7: EXT. CENTRAL LONDON. DAY
CLEO and JORDAN walk and talk.
We can hear traffic and both of their footsteps on the pavement, as well as quiet pedestrians.
JORDAN
(Pleading) Look, Cleo, wait. Can we please talk
about Mum?
CLEO
(Annoyed) I’d rather talk about your Love Island
audition video.
JORDAN
Oh come on. Can’t we just be normal
for once? She’s literally just asking if we
wanna go for a nice roast with her
on Sunday?
Pause.
CLEO
After what she did to Dad, are you
having a laugh?
JORDAN
He left us, Cleo. How is that her
fault?
CLEO
She really expects us to believe that Dad just
vanished in the middle of the night?
What? Like he was abducted by aliens? I’ll
call Mulder and Scully.
JORDAN
It weren’t easy for her either though was it? Being
left alone with us.
CLEO
If Dad was here, I wouldn’t have
been chucked out when I started my transition.
Dad was the only one who stuck up for me. Ever.
JORDAN
Dad’s gone, though. And Mum’s still here. It’s
ten years this year.
CLEO
Jordan, just drop it. Time ain’t a healer.
It’s just time. And if I wait long enough,
I’ll forget I even had a mum.
JORDAN
Don’t say that.
FX: Cleo’s phone rings.
CLEO
Unknown caller. Oh my god, not now!
She ends the call.
Pause.
CLEO (CONT'D)
Look I gotta go, I’ll be late for the
podcast woman.
JORDAN
Mum said she’s been listening.
CLEO
What?
JORDAN
(Smug “hm”) She’s a fan apparently.
This is a BIG DEAL.
CLEO (CONT'D)
Well it don’t matter. She owes us a lot
more than that.
Dramatic electric piano music comes in, dark, slow and ominous.
SCENE 8 PHONECALL
The same dark piano music from before builds into something brighter and more hopeful, a slowly building melody of yearning and mystery. It runs throughout this scene.
FX - dial tone.
7
CLEO (V.O.)
Hey, this is Cleo Proctor. Please leave a message.
DOCTOR
Cleo Proctor? My name is the
Doctor, but you already knew that, *
didn’t you? I’ve heard your * transmissions from my TARDIS.
You’ve been tracking my movements
on earth and now I’m tracking you. *
Something is very wrong. It seems *
my friends are in grave danger and *
you may be too. I need access to * your data urgently.
FX -
I’ll be in touch. Stay alert.
voicemail boop.
*
(Beat)
SC.9 INT. BUS. DAY
The piano music fades as we hear a bus coming in.
CLEO is now on the bus. We can hear lots of people talking, and the sound of the engine. Her phone rings.
CLEO
(To herself)
Who leaves a voicemail? It’s 2022.
Cleo dials into her voicemail.
VOICEMAIL
You have 1 new message.
DOCTOR
Cleo Proctor? My name is -
FX - the hideous redaction noise. The Doctor’s voice glitches and repeats in a trill.
CLEO
Oh my God, what the hell?
FX - the noise continues. It’s the same singing hissing static as before: the Redaction.
CLEO (CONT'D)
That’s not cute.
FX – we hear a beep as CLEO presses a button on her phone.
VOICEMAIL
Message deleted.
SCENE 10: INT. SOHO PUB. DAY
FX - fruit machine, quiet music. A door creaks open. We can hear many people inside the pub.
CLEO approaches a woman.
CLEO
It’s Penny right?
PENNY
Cleo?
CLEO
That’s me. You good for a drink babe?
PENNY
Go on I’ll have another. A double vodka tonic please.
CLEO
Alright, I’ll be right back.
She walks to the bar.
CLEO
Good lord. Am I gonna be able to claim
expenses for this?
The music and crowd sounds dip into silence.
INT. SOHO PUB. DAY - LATER
CLEO returns with the drinks.
There’s a tap as she sets them down on the wooden table. The sound of the crowd is quieter and more distant now.
CLEO
Here you go.
PENNY
Thanks.
CLEO
My friend Abby’s emailed over the questions. She’s the expert, but I’m in London so...OK! Like, let me get all this stuff set up.
Cleo fumbles to set up the recording equipment. *
CLEO (CONT'D) *
Right that’s on... *
Can you tell us about your experiences with Adipose Industries?
PENNY
I want to be clear that my name will be kept off everything? Can you change my voice?
CLEO
Yeah I don’t see why not. Shawna is very good at...computers.
PENNY
It’s just that when I tell people the truth they tend to think I’m...well, crazy.
CLEO
That’s our whole thing so...
PENNY
Very well. It was alien.
CLEO
OK. Go on.
PENNY
You don’t think I’m mad?
CLEO
Babe, a lot of people think I’m one can short of a six pack, so I ain’t judging no-one.
PENNY
Something in those diet pills was extraterrestrial. I have no doubt.
CLEO
Like from another planet?
PENNY
If you’re going to ridicule me -
CLEO
No no! Honestly. To be clear, I’m totally on the fence with all this conspiracy stuff. My butt could fall either side. I’m listening. My mind is wide open.
PENNY
If you saw what I’d seen. They were hideous. Little creatures...made of fat...just falling from people’s flesh.
CLEO
(Disgusted)
Fat babies.
PENNY
You understand this was almost fifteen years ago. I have questioned my mental state many, many times, but I trust my eyes and I saw aliens.
There’s a pause.
CLEO
You know what? I want to believe you. My Dad loved Star Trek and Star Wars and all that. He believed there were aliens.
PENNY
There’s no other word for them. Aliens.
(Beat)
And there was a man...
CLEO
A man?
PENNY
A man in a blue box.
CLEO
(Grinning) Vintage police box?
PENNY
Yes.
CLEO
What was he like, this man?
Long pause.
CLEO (CONT'D)
Like, can you what he looked like? Was he young, old, tall, short?
Another pause.
Penny?
CLEO (CONT'D)
PENNY
(Frustrated sigh) That is the strangest part of all. My girlfriend says I have the memory of an elephant. I everything. I my friend’s birthdays from primary school but...
CLEO
But what?
PENNY
I don’t that man. I swear he was there. I ...I was so furious with him. He...he hindered my investigation at every turn.
But...now it’s like there’s a black cloud where his face should be. The only thing is...
What?
CLEO
PENNY
He was a doctor.
(beat)
I’m sure of it. His friend called him doctor.
A slow quiet hissing static builds into a sudden whoosh of sound.
SCENE 11: EXT. TRAIN.
CLEO is traveling home. FX: Phone rings.
Shawna’s voice is muffled, clearly coming through a phone speaker.
We can hear the chug and rattle of a train in the background throughout this scene.
SHAWNA
How’d it go with the
Observer? *
CLEO
She won’t go on the record about Adipose Industries.
SHAWNA
Well, she’s probably in the pocket of big pharma. They all are. She’s swallowed the blue pill.
CLEO
Viagra?
SHAWNA
No, you tool, like in the Matrix!
CLEO
Never saw it. Boy film.
SHAWNA
Did she tell you anything, or is she another Blue Box Fruitcake from LINDA?
CLEO
Shawna, there was something weird about her. She said there was a man, and a blue box...and some doctor.
SHAWNA
Wait - a doctor? Or the Doctor?
CLEO
What do you mean?
SHAWNA
Well, Abby called me earlier; there was this thing on the news-
something about someone called the Doctor. I assumed it was some gang leader name.
A very slow, soft drone of ominous music comes in, with very soft high pitched strings.
CLEO
Nah babe, it was like she had amnesia
or something.
SHAWNA
True amnesia is super rare.
CLEO
She re everything except this doctor
himself. It’s like he’s been...what’s
the word, when you blank something out?
SHAWNA
Redacted?
CLEO
Yeah. Redacted.
The ominous droning music builds in pace, getting louder and faster.
SCENE 12: INT. ABBY HOME.
FX - We hear ABBY running down the stairs.
The ominous droning music keeps going softly throughout this scene.
ABBY
(Shouting) Mum?
(beat)
Mum?
(beat)
(Catching herself, lowering her voice)
Fast asleep.
She goes to the door and retrieves the post.
ABBY (CONT'D)
What’s this? The post just gets later and later...
FX: Paper rustling. Envelope tearing.
ABBY (CONT'D)
(Reading)
“I said I’d be in touch. I didn’t
want to get too close, I may be
contagious. The Doctor.” Well that’s weird.
(beat)
There’s no address on this...
FX: She turns over the envelope, looking for clues
ABBY (CONT'D)
(To herself)
The Doctor. No way. (ABBY gasps) It can’t be...
She fumbles for her phone.
FX: dial tone.
CLEO (PHONE)
Hey!
We can hear distant traffic through Cleo’s phone speaker, and Cleo’s voice is slightly muffled.
The ominous droning music keeps up a steady heartbeat throughout this scene, with occasional glimmering synths.
Pause.
ABBY
Hey. The weirdest thing just happened.
Can you talk?
CLEO
Sure, I’m on my way to work. Sorry I
didn’t have time to send the interview with
Penny. I’ll do it during the show.
ABBY
I just got a le-...uh...um...
(ABBY sounds frustrated, distracted and confused)
CLEO
Abby? You there?
ABBY
Sorry. (Upset) I don’t know why I called!
CLEO
(Amused) Are you drunk?
ABBY
No! No...
CLEO
(Jumping in)
Because I am! Makes Act One fly by!
Kidding, obvs.
(Pause)
Abz?
ABBY
I just wanted to talk to you about
something...and then...it’s gone.
CLEO
Babe I get that all the time.
I’m basically just a hot goldfish.
(BEAT)
Abz…? Abz? I got another call. You OK?
ABBY
Aye! I’ll call you back if I ...
SCENE 13: CLEO PHONECALL.
FX - London street noise continues along with Cleo’s footsteps.
We’re now in Cleo’s perspective, her voice isn’t muffled by the phone, and the traffic is much closer and louder.
JORDAN on the phone is muffled and clearly coming through a speaker. The music is now gone.
Pause.
Jordan? Hey again.
What’s up?
CLEO JORDAN
CLEO JORDAN
Pause.
I wanted to talk about earlier...
CLEO
Can we not? Look, sorry I flipped my weave but...
JORDAN
Mum’s sick, Cleo. That’s why she wants to see us.
CLEO
What’s up with her?
JORDAN
They think she had a stroke.
CLEO
How do we know she’s not lying?
JORDAN
Oh my god, Cleo!
CLEO
What? She lied about Dad, didn’t she?
JORDAN
No, she wouldn’t.
CLEO
She would.
(Beat)
Jordan. I love you to pieces, but you’re a mummy’s boy.
JORDAN
Aw shut up
CLEO
Why d’you think you can’t keep a girlfriend for more than two minutes? You expect them to run around after you like mum did.
JORDAN
No I don’t-
CLEO
(Cutting him off) Babe, please. *
(Beat)
If you want to go and eat Yorkshire puddings with her, that’s your shout, but keep me out of it?
(Beat)
I’m at the theatre. I’ve gotta go.
She hangs up. Pause.
FX: Her phones rings again.
CLEO (CONT'D)
Oh, for god’s sake. (Answers)
Look, Jordan -
But it’s not Jordan, instead we hear a familiar voice.
RANI’s voice is coming through a phone speaker, along with a freezing cold arctic gale.
RANI
Cleo Proctor?
CLEO
Yeah? Sorry, I th-...
RANI
(Cutting her off) You don’t know me, but I know you.
CLEO
Sorry who’s this?
RANI
My name is Rani Chandra
CLEO
Who?
RANI
I don’t have time to explain, I’m sorry. But
you know the Doctor, don’t you?
A tense, dark music track comes in, with the very soft sound of scraping metal and a low drone.
CLEO
No, not really...look, what’s this
about?
There’s a pause.
RANI
It’s the Doctor...the Doctor’s
killing us.
Slowly a big thundering synth builds, then gives way to alien whooshing and rushing synth noises, which glitch into a soft piano tune.
The piano plays under the credits.
END OF EPISODE.
CREDITS
Doctor Who Redacted: Episode One, by Juno Dawson
The music builds with a big string and drum beat, getting faster and urgent as it crescendos into a piece full of strings and synths that sing under the rest of the credits.
CREDITS
Starring: Charlie Craggs, Lois Chimimba, Holly Quin-Ankrah, Jodie Whittaker, Jacbo Hawley, Anjili Mohindra and Siena Kelly.
Directed by Ella Watts and James Robinson. Produced by Ella Watts. Sound designed by David Thomas and Arlie Adlington. Original composition by David Devereux.
A BBC Studios Production.
The music builds into a gleefully Whovian, alien symphony of synths and electric keyboard that ends in a sharp glitch.
