With the breaking news today that Matt Smith will be leaving Doctor Who (via a regeneration in the upcoming Christmas episode) comes a shocked response from many Whovians! But really I wonder why. Afterall we are following the story of a time lord who regenerates. That’s the story! Yes, Matt has been a fun doctor and there have been some great tales told through Doctor 11, but the show must go on, as they say. If #9 had never morphed into ten, think of all we would have missed . . . similarly for any of the Doctors and their successors.
I’m sharing today some thing not overly profound, but more a reminder of the crazy fun that is Doctor Who. This clip is from Tennant’s Doctor, in that great Agatha Christie episode (series 4/7). He has just been poisoned and requires something to help detox it from his system. He is ably assisted by Donna!
In terms of spiritual parallels – well there are several. But to be brief (since today’s news may be inhibiting your enzymes and inducing a state of shock) let’s just say Jesus has done our detox for us, on the Cross . . . and I’ll let you do the thinking!
And here is the script for the clip above if you prefer to read it!
DOCTOR: No. Something’s inhibiting my enzymes. Argh! I’ve been poisoned.
(The Doctor is nearly doubled up in pain.)
DONNA: What do we do? What do we do?.
(Agatha sniffs his drink.)
AGATHA: Bitter almonds. It’s cyanide. Sparkling Cyanide.
(The Doctor staggers in and grabs Davenport.)
DOCTOR: Ginger beer!
DAVENPORT: I beg your pardon?
DOCTOR: I need ginger beer.
HART: The gentleman’s gone mad.
(The Doctor finds his ginger beer and drinks.)
AGATHA: I’m an expert in poisons. Doctor, there’s no cure. It’s fatal.
(The Doctor spits out the surplus ginger beer.)
DOCTOR: Not for me. I can stimulate the inhibited enzymes into reversal. Protein. I need protein.
(The Doctor fills his mouth with them.)
DONNA: I can’t understand you. How many words? One. One word. Shake. Milk shake. Milk? Milk? No, not milk? Shake, shake, shake. Cocktail shaker. What do you want, a Harvey Wallbanger?
DOCTOR: Harvey Wallbanger?
DONNA: Well, I don’t know.
DOCTOR: How is Harvey Wallbanger one word?
AGATHA: What do you need, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Salt. I was miming salt. It’s salt. I need something salty.
DONNA: What about this?
DOCTOR: What is it?
DOCTOR: No, too salty.
DONNA: Oh, that’s too salty.
AGATHA: What about this?.
DONNA: What’s that?
(The Doctor downs the contents of the jar.)
DONNA: What is it? What else? It’s a song? Mammy? I don’t know. Camptown Races?
DOCTOR: Camptown Races?
DONNA: Well, all right then, Towering Inferno.
DOCTOR: It’s a shock. Look, shock. I need a shock.
DONNA: Right then. Big shock coming up.
(Donna grabs the Doctor and kisses him long and hard. When she releases him, smoke comes from his mouth.)
DOCTOR: Detox. Oh my. I must do that more often. I mean, the detox.
AGATHA: Doctor, you are impossible. Who are you?