Date: Tue, 30 Sep 2008 11:45:03 -0400
From: J
Subject: DOCTOR WHO, JESSE, AND JEREMY 91


DOCTOR WHO, JESSE AND JEREMY

This episode is dedicated to the great Paul Newman, alive in the after life
and hereforever.





"They're coming this way," Jeremy squinted.

The mob...for that's what they were...came down the street. They weren't
running but they were making good time at a good pace. Some carried
baseball bats, some carried pitchforks, and some carried guns. The Doctor
sighed.

Jesse rounded on the Doctor, putting his arm down, "God, can you put a
shirt on?"

"Nope."

"God, did I just say that?"  Jesse did a double take. It was true. It could
be embarrassing to have the Doctor interact with people dressed...or rather
hardly dressed the way he was. Jesse loved shirtless as much as the next
guy who loved guys but he needed the Doctor to have some...authority. "You
need some authority..."

The mob consisted of people from Coronation Street, Grange Hill, The East
End of London, Emmerdale Farm, Shortland Street, Byker Grove, Long Island,
Oakdale in Illinois, Port Charles in upstate New York, Shreveport in
Louisiana, Llanview in Pennsylvania, Orlando in Florida, Sunset Beach in
California, San Clemente in California, Ballykissangel in Killorglin,
County Kerry in Ireland and various other places all over the Earth. The
mob also had skateboarders, a motorcycle gang member or two,
 life guards, jocks, and others who seemed angry and confused. They marched
toward the five.

"I don't think they're here to welcome us, Doctor," Jeremy said, putting
his chin on the Doctor's arm where his upper arm linked to his lower arm.

"Humans," the Doctor sighed, "Can be as deadly as the Daleks..."

The mob came at them....shouting, waving weapons...

"I come in piece," the Doctor put both hands up. "Look, I have two of your
friends here..."

"He's holding them captive!"  Tucker from Grange Hill yelled, bracing a
baseball bat in his hands.

"What?" the Doctor turned and looked at Parker and Liberty, "I'm not, am
I?"

Both were scared and wide eyed. Both shook their heads "no". The Doctor
looked reassured with a beatific smile and turned to face the mob.

Parker whispered, "He's strange."

"I like him."

"Figures," Parker's head went down, his face almost obscured in his long
brown, silky, hair.

"Not in the same way I like you," Liberty kissed Parker's cheek, making him
cheer up and pick his head up and smile. Liberty then added, "But this
mob..."

"Not to worry,E2 the Doctor said loudly as he kept his hands up, "We run
into this kind of thing all the time...now listen to me, I'm the Doctor..."
He smiled as the mob came up close....





DOCTOR WHO

With...

Adam Rickitt as the Doctor



JESSE

AND

JEREMY



Chapter 91: IN-FIGHTING



"Don't worry about this," Jeremy ducked under the Doctor's arm on his left
side, "We'll handle this..."

Jesse moved the Doctor's right arm and followed Jeremy, "After all, they're
our people, aren't they? From Earth..."

"What? I suppose so," the Doctor said, bewildered, "But I'm perfectly
capable of..."

Liberty poked the Doctor's bare shoulder from behind, "Doctor, are you and
they..."

"Yeah, we are," the Doctor stared at his two lovers who moved at the mob.

"Which one do you love more?"  Parker asked.

"Parker," Liberty scolded but the truth be known, she wanted to ask the
question as well.

"Dean Cain," the Doctor smirked.

As he strode forward, confident but not arrogant, Jeremy smiled, "There's
no need for8 0" He ducked aside sharply as a rock thrown almost hit his
head.

Jesse came up in front, "You guys wanna throw down? Okay! I'll throw
down..."

"No," Jeremy nodded, "Don't do that...really, don't do that. Look, listen,
we're not the ones behind this..."

"That guy behind you!"  Tucker yelled, "Is he or isn't he alien?"

"He's..."  Jeremy started.

"This is ridiculous," the Doctor pushed between Jeremy and Jesse.  He put
his hands up again, "I'm the Doctor, and I am an..."

Jeremy shut his eyes, "No, don't do THAT."

"Don't," Jesse grimaced.

"...an alien. Well," the Doctor nodded his head, "Sometimes. Sometimes I'm
fully human, like you, sometimes I'm half human, on my mum's side..."

Stuart, Nathan, and Vince were all watching with interest. Stuart moved
over to the Doctor, making Nathan and Vince more than a little
jealous. Stuart said, "Good God, it's Michelangelo's David."

"Met him once," the Doctor charmingly smiled.

"Which one?"  Vince came forward.

"Both, actually."  The Doctor smiled.

Nathan, lo oking the Doctor up and down, jealous, shouting, "So he DOES
TRAVEL IN TIME!!!"

A woman, British shouted out, "YOU'RE THE ONES WHO BROUGHT US HERE!"

This stirred up others. They began to blame and shout at the Doctor. One
came up with a pitchfork. He was a great big stocky Irishman, a farmer, the
Doctor thought by the looks of him.  As he came at them, The Doctor rushed
up to the man, hit him in the chest with a flat hand, grabbed the pitchfork
and broke the main shaft of it over his upper leg, toward his knee. He
tossed it aside angrily. The farmer looked at the Doctor, not sure what to
do but started to throw a punch. Jeremy stepped forward but he was wide
eyed as he saw the Doctor catch the punch in his right hand, then use his
left hand to block a punch from the man's other hand. The Doctor struggled
for a moment, holding the man's hand and pushed it back, "I prefer my punch
in a bowl or in a show, you know, with Judy, as in Punch and..."  He pushed
the man back, the man being at least six inches taller and wider and
broader. Every muscle on the Doctor's lean, hot body bulged. "Go to sleep,
my good man, you meant well but violence should only be the last
resort...sleep...sleep is what you need..."

"Yeah," the man dropped his head, then his body. The Doctor caught him and
lowered him to the floor easily. "Can't have him fall and hit his head. A
rock on the ground might get inside and then what would we do?"

"He's strong, too," Rex Balsom said. He had frosted blond hair, long
sideburns and stood almost six four. He wore a black tie over an open
striped button down shirt, another shirt under that one.  "We can't fight
that..."  he threw down a bat.

Brody, a man with curly short, brown hair, shorter than Rex but more
muscled was next to him. "Leave it to you to give up, Balsom."

"I'm Rex Balsom," the other said to the Doctor.

"As in Balsa Wood, how fitting," Jesse said, loudly.

"Jesse, that's not the way to make friends," the Doctor put his hand out
and shook Rex's.

Rex held the hand, "I got him, now get him!"

"That's not sporting!"  The Doctor twisted Rex's hand and the arm
followed. He then made Rex turn bodily toward the mob and he threw Rex at
the mob as the mob came forward.

"STOP!"  Jeremy came forward again and put his right hand out, while
putting his other behind him to cover the Doctor, "UNLESS the first of you
want a broken face!"  He had his hand in a stop sign fashion, fingers up
and palm open.  "And I reckon after bein g savaged by crotch less alien
monks, nearly having my stomach squeezed in by vines until was about to pop
out my sides..."

A girl from the East end whispered to her friend, "I doubt that any vine
could do that. See those abs...?"

"Yeah..."

Jeremy didn't hear them and he was going on, "...almost gored by
boarsâ€"the animal type, not your type, nearly run through by several
alien savages including ancient," he searched for a word and turned to the
Doctor.

The Doctor looked at him, "Gallifreans..."

"...Gallifreans and other swordsmen, getting snowed on, chased and nearly
eaten by dinosaurs and even almost tongued by a giant frog, swallowed by
the very ground of this alien world, thrown down a hill by these ugly
insect giant alien gods, having had to walk through a scorching alien
desert just about naked, covered in alien plant oil, shoved into a two by
two alien tomb while a sand storm rips apart my best friend and lover, and
practically raped by not so hot hairy cavemen, being raped by hot cave
boys...you lot, one at a time or all at once won't register a thought on my
radar as I KICK YOUR ASSES!!!"  His hand formed a fist and he brought the
other forward, also making it into a fist.

Rex stood up, "But he's behind all this!"

And you're hot, Je remy thought.

A female voice called from the crowed, "He's brought us here!"

The Doctor put a hand on Jeremy's shoulder and came past him, "I have
not. I can assure you. I will, however find out who has done this and
reverse it all so that you're all back to your proper times and places."

Rex joined the Doctor side by side, "I'm...I'm sorry..."

"Balsom, you suck," Brody said.

"You do?"  The Doctor turned and breathed on the side of Rex's face.

Rex raised both brown eyebrows but could feel the sexuality generated by
this Doctor.  "Sorry, don't swing that way..."  then he looked at the
Doctor's dark eyes and blond hair. ...  "yet..."

The Doctor smiled.  "I see."

An older man in a cowboy hat but with a big formidable body came over to
them.  "Doctor, I'm Asa Buchanan. If you could get me and my family out of
here first, I could make it worth your while."

"Hello sir, love a man in a cowboy hat. Was one myself once."

"What a hat or a cowboy."

The Doctor pointed at him, "Hahaha, that's very funny. Very good."

Asa leaned in close, "See, there's all these influences around. All the se
gay boys. If you meet them all, you'll find out that there's more than half
of ...of those kind of people."

"Really? That's against all odds, isn't it? Isn't it supposed to be like, I
dunno, ten percent."

Asa whispered, "I think that's because some of em don't admit it to the
census takers."

The Doctor played along, "Yeah, they should come right out and tell those
census takers, shouldn't they?"

"Yes, then we'll all know who they are," Asa said, seriously.

"Yeah," Jesse came forward, "And then we could put em all in one place."

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not a homophobe. I just don't want them around
my grandchildren."

Jeremy came from behind Jesse, "Don't worry. We won't have any gay guys
anywhere in bed with you."

"The very thought," Asa shivered. "Put it there, all three of you. To
getting the gays out last...not that they shouldn't get out. Just that I
don't want them on my beam ride back home."

Jesse shook his hand, "Yeah, we want you out first."

"Away from all those gay guys," Jeremy shook his hand.

"I think we'll let you in on a little secret a bit later, Asa.=2 0That way
you won't be disappointed."

"Very well, and if you come with us, with my family and I back to Earth, I
can give you want you want."

"Oh, okay," the Doctor winked, "I think just by you getting out of here,
I'll be getting what I want."

"Thanks, Doctor."

As he walked away, the Doctor's smile dropped. Jesse watched the old man
and kept smiling.  "The retard."

"I hate that word."

"Well, so do I," Jesse said, "But he's..."

Jeremy chimed in, "Let's let him think we're not gay for as long as he
remains ignorant, okay? I'd like to find out how long he can be so stupid."

Searching the crowd, Liberty called out, "Mom, is that you? Dad?"

Brad Snyder and his blond wife Katie came forward. Brad moved past the
Doctor, Jesse, Rex, Jeremy and the snoring farmer to get to Parker and
Liberty. Another woman, dark hair, taller, came forward also. Jesse moved
to protect Liberty and Parker. Brad nodded his head at him, standing much
taller, at 6'5. Jesse nodded. Brad said, "It's all right. She's my daughter
and he's my nephew..."

Jesse curled his lip, "Nephew and...daughter?"  He turned to look at
Parker, "That means you tw o..."

Brad moved Jesse aside, "He's my adopted nephew. It's okay if they fuck..."
Brad winced at what he just said, unbelieving that that could come out of
his mouth.

"Dad!" Liberty said.

"Slipped out."

Parker had to cover his mouth to cover up his almost-laugh.

Liberty's mother, the dark haired woman, came up to her, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, mom," Liberty said, caringly, "We just wanted to be away from all
these people, you know?"

"I get it," the dark haired woman said, and after hugging Liberty and
smiling at Parker, she turned to Jesse, "Thanks for protecting her."  She
put her hand out for Jesse to shake, which he did. "I'm Janet Ciccone."

Liberty looked at her father, Brad and his wife, Katie. "The Doctor's
good. He hasn't hurt us. He's trying to help us."

Parker agreed, "Yeah."

Another teen, a few years older than Parker, possibly 18 or 19, came up to
them, "Yeah, you would say that."

"Leo, we told you before, just stay away from her," Parker said.

"A love triangle, how nice," the Doctor snarled.

"EWL, Leo Morrissey, the rapist," Liberty raised a corner
 of her upper lip, "Doctor, I was all ready to support you."

"How nice."  The Doctor smiled back.  "I never had anyone actually say
they'd work for me before. Of course, Rose offered to get me a job so I
could get my own mortgage but that's not as nice as you saying..."

Liberty smiled, "Those eyes. Anyway, Parker's right, the Doctor's good
stuff."


Jesse whispered, "Full of good stuff, too. I know. The taste of it..."

The Doctor smiled, "You see...I'm perfectly ..."

Jeremy added, quieter, "Perfect..."

"I am going to get you all home. I have to find out a few things
first. Like what time you all came from and what parts of your planet came
here with you..."

"You sound British," a Californian 17 year old came up to him from behind
the front line of the mob. He held a red, white and blue skateboard.

"I am, sometimes, on me mum's side," the Doctor nodded his head the other
way. "I suppose."

"Sheck? Sheck, is that you? Ryan Sheckler," Jeremy came up alongside the
Doctor and grabbed Ryan's hand and shook it hard, "I thought that was you."

Ryan smiled and turned the lad around and put himself next to the Doctor,
"Jere my. Jeremy Sumpter..."

"You're not really part of this gang?"  Jeremy asked, "Are you?"

Ryan nodded, "We...we're just trying to get to the bottom of this...but
you're not...you're not ...you know, gay, are you?"

Jeremy withdrew his hand as a lump formed in his throat. "So..."  he felt
upset, the rising heaviness that came with confrontation of someone who
didn't like homosexuals filling his chest, rising from his belly. He felt
hurt and stood up straight and said with his lips almost closed, "So,
you're from a time after December of 2007..."

"Yeah," Ryan said, "And you did a really stupid thing..."

"You mean telling everyone I was gay?"

"What? No, handing out bags of gold dust and not giving me some," Ryan
laughed and grabbed up Jeremy's hand again and drew him to his body,
"Course I don't care if you're gay..."

Jesse smiled, overhearing that and turned to look at Brad, Katie, and
Janet, reuniting and scolding, even mildly with Parker and Liberty. He
realized he's never have children...unless he adopted or went to a sperm
bank but with all the strange places and planets and races the Doctor
knew---and he thought of the men who had children by killing each other. He
had to focus.

"You don't need gold dust. You're fucking rich, ya famous bastard!"  Jesse
came over to Ryan.

Ryan shook his hand, "We met once. A long time ago. You were really into
yourself."

"He still is," Jeremy whispered to Ryan's ear.

"I am," Jesse smiled and "gang" shook Ryan's whole body. "That wasn't. I
mean...I wasn't...that wasn't, you know, ahh, a uhm, a gay thing."

Ryan laughed, "I know. I'm not an imbecile."

"Course not," Jesse smiled.

"So you and he..."  Ryan pointed back and forth from Jesse to Jeremy.

Jesse nodded, "Yeah, hey, I need a guy who's smart..."

The Doctor, mingling with several of the other people positively now, and
holding a little girl in his arms, broke in between them, "Denims and boots
works for me..."  He moved back away and talked to the others, mainly the
little girl, "What's your name, little one?"

After the Doctor put the girl down and she ran off, Rex came up to the
Doctor, "Hey, Doc, I'm sorry, okay?"

"No hard feelings Rex," the Doctor said but then he looked at his crotch,
"Wellll, for you Rex there are..."

CWe're from Llanview in Pennsylvania, 2008. Sorry, had to mention that
cause most of us are from different times, well mostly from 2008 but there
are guys from 1991, 1986, even 1971 and oh, hey," Rex smiled, then called
behind him, "Shane!"  A young boy with long hair cut in the back and bangs
in front of his face, looking like a mini version of Rex came
forward. "This is my son Shane."

Shane, 10 years old, came up to the Doctor and put his hand out, "Hello..."

"So you two...."  Ryan looked at the Doctor talking to the others,
"Anddddd....him?"

Jeremy came up to Ryan sideways, "Uh huh..."

Ryan nodded, "Hey yeah. I get it."

"You? You do?"  Jesse asked from the other side of them.

"Yeah. I mean if I was I would. You know?"

"If you were...you would?"  Jeremy asked.

"Uhh, huh, I mean just...just look at him. He's..."  Ryan noticed...

"Yeah," Jesse nodded. "He sure is."

"Yeah, and he's caring, I mean..."  Jeremy smiled, "I need a guy who's got
a big heart..."

The Doctor came forward again, "Two of those, actually...."  He moved
 back to the former mob.  The Doctor was telling others that the farmer
will sleep and be all right and up in a few hours. "Or not, wake up."  The
farmer woke up and apologized to the Doctor after the initial grogginess
went away.

"Yeah, well, I needed a guy who could make the time," Jesse shrugged, "And
he sure can give us plenty of that."

Popping in between again, the Doctor returned, "Yeah, cause that's my
specialty."

Jesse knelt down, "I wish he'd stop doing that."

Ryan didn't fully get it. "Wait a minute. You mean, you both...do...you
have....each other...and...all three of ya?"

"Yes," Jeremy said, "And we love each other but we also have an open
relationship. We see others if we want to."

Ryan gulped, "That's outrageous."

"We've been back and forth through time, between the end of this universe
and beyond it and the beginning of this universe and before that and
sometimes fully out of it into others," Jeremy added, "...even ones that
run side by side with our own, or that run inside our own but on a
different frequency or ones that try to replace our own. All that, space
and time travel. THAT'S outrageous..."  He smiled in wonder.

"Ye ah," Jesse said, "And if, say, you like, let's say meet a werewolf or
Robin the Boy Wonder and want to fuck one or the other of them," Jesse's
face brightened up, "...you can!"  He said this with such relish, such
fascination, it made Ryan a bit jealous of the lifestyle.

"With me it was with a guy who was one of those who started VCRs," Jeremy
said, "Oh, and a vampire..."

"And a guy who was a tree," Jesse smiled.

"AWESOME!"

Jesse added, "And plenty of aliens...we've seen plenty of those...some of
em even worth having it on with ..."

"That's so hot."  Ryan added.

"There was this guy once with six..."  Jeremy nodded, "Enough about us,
what about you?"

"Not much to tell. I was on tournament and suddenly found myself here..."
Ryan said, "A bright light, the works. I figured it was aliens. Oh, and
hey, I was only kidding about the gold dust. I know you guys gave bags of
that stuff to the homeless people at that big gala you held. I thought you
two were so brave for coming out."

Jesse smiled, "Would you do it?"

"Yeah, no, I'm not brave," Ryan joked. "No, really. I'm not, you know...


"You can say the word, Ryan," Jeremy smiled, "GAY."

"Okay," Ryan stated. "I mean o gay."

"Hey," a blond with long sideburns came up to them. He had a cleft chin.
Behind him was a darker skinned taller guy with a more severe nose but
handsomely smoldering good looks.  "So are we," he put a hand out, "I'm
Luke and this is Noah..."

The Doctor joined them now, "Ahh. Luke and Noah. Two names right out of the
Bible, which has got nothing to do with the Jews."

Silence so that the crickets could be heard if there are any out at this
time of day. The Doctor broke the silence, "It was a joke from an old ALL
IN THE FAMILY episode...Archie Bunker...hmmm, you know an alternate 8th me
once got imprinted when he broke out watching Archie Bunker on the scanner
and he became...I became a version of myself that looked and acted just
like Archie Bunker ..."  he went into a stare.

"HE," Jeremy started, "Does that sometimes...Doctor..."  Jeremy snapped his
fingers in front of the Doctor's eyes and the Doctor woke up. "We have to
figure out what you're going to do?"

"Yes, yes," the Doctor touched his own nipples which made everyone
uncomfortable. "Yes, not to worry,20Not to worry at all."

Jesse rolled his eyes.

"Actually, Luke, Noah, I'm sure I'm going to get along fine with each of
you," the Doctor shook their hands vociferously, "Just like I did with your
namesakes..."

Noah looked at Luke, "Name sakes?"

"Yeah, the guy who built the boat," the Doctor went wide eyed, took back
his hands to wave them up, indicating a great height, "A REALLY BIG
boat..."  he said, deepening his normally tender voice into a deep macho
one, "And the guy who wrote that part of the Bible...Luke..."

Luke laughed, "You really do travel in time."

The Doctor nodded his head, Tenth Doctor style, "That's me..."

"Hey, alien," a smaller boy came up to them. He was about 14 and dark
skinned. He had bags under his eyes.

"Yeah?"  The Doctor looked down at him and smiled. "You have HIV don't
you?"

"How'd..." the boy said, "I'm Eli Traeger from 1996. I'm from Llanview,
too. Like Rex and Shane and Shane's mom there, Gigi but they're from..."

A very tall long haired man came behind Eli. "I'm Dylon Moody. I run the
..."

Eli turned, "JD hall...9 D

Dylon looked like an artist's version of Tarzan, except he had on an orange
tank top, short orange gym shorts but his long black hair and blue eyes
struck the Doctor, "Rec Center...Eli don't bother the Doctor now..."

"No, no," the Doctor looked only at Eli and took his hand and put it under
Eli's chin. Others gathered around to watch. The Doctor lifted his hand so
that Eli and his eyes were staring at each other. "I think I can help."

>From his denim shorts, the Doctor took out the sonic screwdriver. "Don't
fail me now."

In a white lab coat, Robin Scorpio came forward, "Are you a medical
doctor?"

"Yep," the Doctor said, not looking at her, "Wellll, one degree short of a
degree, if you know what I mean...I think I took a degree once, or twice,
once in Glasgow, 1888, I think."

The elfin Robin was exasperated, "You're mad, clearly."

The Doctor turned, "And you're a little girl. Remind me of my dear sweet
Zoey...Jeremy, doesn't she look like Zoey?""

"Uhm, I'm sure, Doctor, what're you doing?"  Jeremy came to them.

Ryan and Jesse followed him.

"I AM a doctor who specializes in AIDS in Port Charles, New York," Robin
said, "I don't
 know what exactly you can do for him under these conditions but..."

"Shhh," the Doctor said, "I'm blood hunting..."  He did this with a lisp of
Elmer Fudd. He held the sonic screwdriver up and watched, wide eyed as when
he pushed a button, a small sharp needle came out. He stuck the sonic
screwdriver into his own arm and a small slot that uncovered a clear tube
appeared. This filled with his own blood which looked red but also had some
kind of green tint to it. "C'm'ere!"  He grabbed Eli's arm and stuck the
sonic screwdriver into it.  Everyone yelled.

"OW!"  Eli gasped.

Dylon, from behind Eli, tried to shove Eli aside but the Doctor pushed
Dylon back with his free hand placed against the massive chest, "Don't
interfere!"  Dylon tried to attack again but the Doctor pushed him back and
Dylon fell onto his butt. He immediately stood again but caught the
Doctor's gaze and read it. He backed off.  "No one must interfere!"  The
Doctor stopped watching Dylon and began to watch as he injected Eli with
his own blood.

Others came at the Doctor again. A mob. Jeremy stuck one hand out again at
them, "BACK OFF!"

Jesse and Ryan came to either side of Jeremy and nodded for the others to
back off as well. Ryan held his skateboard like a weapon at the mob. Robin
gasped, "But he's injecting him!"

"He's using him for some kind of experiment," Brody yelled.

Jesse saw the muscled Brody was strong but didn't care, "You're a real ass,
aren't you?"

"No."

"It was a rhetorical question."

Brody said, "I knew that," then he turned to Gigi who was behind him with
Shane and a pouting Rex, "Does anybody...anybody know what rhetorical
means?"

"More metaphorical," the Doctor said as he watched Eli's arm.

Robin called out from near Ryan, "Whatever you're doing can kill him."

"Yes," the Doctor said out loud without wavering from what he was doing.

"Don't come another step closer!"  Jeremy yelled as the crowd came
closer. "The Doctor knows what he's doing."  He turned his back slightly,
pivoting on his hips, "You DO know what you're doing, don't you?"

"Yes."  The Doctor said without feeling.

Eli stared at his arm and then up at the Doctor, "You're putting your blood
into mine, aren't you?"

"Yes."  It was a cold yes as if the Doctor didn't care.

Eli asked, "Can't that be dangerous?0

"Yes."

"You're doing it to..."  Eli blinked, "I...I can't believe it. I feel
it. You're doing it to....no way...to heal me."

"Yes," the Doctor said, this time with feeling and
caring. "And...WELLAHHH..."  the Doctor pulled the sonic screwdriver out,
"done. How'da ya feel?"

Eli staggered and Robin came forward to catch him, "What've you done?"

Ryan moved to Jesse's ear, "Is this Doctor okay in the head?"

Jesse frowned, put out his lower lip, "Puffahhh, anybody can be okay in the
head. The Doctor's...ahh, he's special, you know?"

"Is this kid going to be all right?"

Jesse nodded, "I'm sure," and he turned to look at Ryan and smiled. "It's
okay, you all," Jesse said, putting on a Southern drawl, "He's all right."
He slipped over to the Doctor, after giving Ryan and Jeremy a quick, "Hold
the fort..."  At the Doctor's back, he asked, "He is going to be all right,
isn't he?"

"I'm sure," the Doctor smiled and held Eli's hands. "You are all right."

"Same way the farmer was," a voice, heavy Irish, ca lled out.

"I'm fine, no shrimpie on the Barbie can take me out," the farmer said.

"I'm not Australian," the Doctor turned his head.

Robin took Eli's arms and took him from the Doctor, eyeing the Doctor
cautiously, "Come on, honey, I'll check you out at my lab..."

"Lab?"  the Doctor brightened, "You have a lab?"

"Yes," Robin said, "And if I find that you've done something..."  She shook
her head, "I don't know..."

"Miss," the Doctor had to bend down to the shorter woman, "He
...is...all..right."  To Robin, he sounded compassionate. She squinted her
eyes, her look into his, trying to read him, to figure out what his deal
was.  The Doctor put his hands on her arms as he spoke but then let go,
taking a slightly harsher tone. "But go...go and check him out. It's your
compassionate nature that made you become the doctor you are. And when you
find he's cured, come back and I'll do the same for you."

"You..."  She shook her head, "I don't know."  She walked off, "Come on."
She lead Eli off.

Shane looked at Gigi, "Can I go with them?"

Gigi looked at Rex, who20nodded and smiled. Shane smiled back, "Thanks."

"Come on, I'll go with you, too," Matthew Buchanan said. He had a raspy
voice and was just 12, three years older than Shane. The pair followed Eli
and Robin.  "Wait up, Eli..."

Dylon came up behind the Doctor again, "If it turns out that anything's
wrong with..."

The Doctor dismissed him with a wave of his hand, "Look, forget the
threats, will you? We have ahhh, more pressing problems."

"Like what?"  An old British woman named Dot Cotton came forward. She wore
a dowdy red flowered dress, very old fashioned.

"Like me getting you all out of here, mame," the Doctor said.

"Oh, he's so polite n all innit he?"  Dot turned to Pauline Fowlerâ€"who
just rolled her pretty eyes.

"Gran!"  Nick Cotton came forward, "Don't mind me gran, Doc. If me dad were
here, he'd soon sort this. I'm Ashley Cotton, Doctor."  He put a hand on
the Doctor's bare shoulder.

The Doctor brightened again and asked with enthusiasm, bouncing up on the
balls of his feet, "Are you Nick's son?"

"Yeah!"  Ashley brightened too, "You know my father?"

The Doctor continued his energetic manner but then added something as
he20dropped it all, "Yeah, don't like him."  His shoulders drooped.

"Let me talk to him," Darren Miller, a London East End kid with short
cropped hair, a wide open face, thick lips, and light brown-green eyes came
forward. He was muscled but slight in build. He wore a blue T shirt and
denim pants. "

Craig Dixon moved toward the Doctor. He had light blond-brown hair and
twinkle in his eye.  Jeremy moved to the Doctor's side, "Doctor, except for
the lighter hair, he looks just like..."

"Tommy!"  The Doctor put his hand out and shook it, then put his other hand
over Craig's. "Tommy Connolly! Surely, it is you, isn't it?"

Craig inched back, taking the Doctor's hands with him, pulling the half
naked Time Lord with him, "No..."  His eyebrows raised and his face red, he
wanted to get away...fast.

"Sorry, he ...you looked like a friend of our's," Jeremy moved closer to
Craig.

"And you young man, should be ashamed of yourself for..."  The Doctor
looked into Craig's eyes. "Never mind. I see you've suffered enough."  He
turned away, taking his hands off Craig's. "Now, what to do. What to
do. What to do about them."

"About who, Doctor?"  Darren asked.

"The m! Them! Them!"  Raising his hand and arms in the air, the Doctor
shouted.  "They're coming. Something's coming. And we have to...we have
to..."

"We have to what?"  Ryan asked.

"Listen to me, all of you," The Doctor said, "I think...I think we
should..."  He looked at the little girl moving among the crowd.  "I think
we should...have a story night..."

A round of noise stirred up from the crowd, all of them, including Jesse
and Jeremy, who looked at the Doctor as if he were crazy. "Welll, it helps
me to think and I think...I think we should have it on the highest spot..."
he turned and looked around, whirling. "Anyone know where that be?"

The little girl pointed toward west.  "Go west, young girl," the Doctor
bent down to her and looked, "What's your name, sweet pea?"

"Hyun-Seo."


"Show me!"  The Doctor picked her up. She pointed and they passed some
houses as the Doctor ran, the crowd following them. "Ahhh, yes. Perfect
place Hyun Seo."  The Doctor reaches into his denim cut off's back pocket
and pulls out an impossibly huge telescope. He does this with one hand and
with the other is holding Hyun Seo.  He looks through the scope and sees a
black metal str ucture. High up was what seemed to be a London East End
train trestle, the train overpass between two vertical metal supports, all
black.

Lucinda Walsh came to Luke and Noah, "What's this crack pot up to now?"

Luke smiled, "Grandmother, that's where he wants us to go."

"I can't get up there!"

The Doctor nudged against her fine business suit, "Then stay down
here. We're going to have a fabulous story night..."

Lucinda turned, "What's your name? Doctor? Now see here. I'm asking for
straight answers..."

The Doctor smiled at her and then at Luke, "Then find someone who's
straight to give them to you."

Luke laughed as the Doctor moved off, put the girl down, and moved to
Jeremy and Jesse. Jesse asked, "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Yeah, Doctor, a story night?"  Jeremy said, "With Daleks possibly on the
way?"

"Getting everyone that high up..."  the Doctor looked up at the train
overpass, "It's far enough to be safe from Dalek guns, the type in the
closet."

Jeremy nodded, understanding now.

"And...?"  Jesse asked.

"And..."  the Doctor ruffled Jesse's hair and Jesse blinked, "It'll give me
a great way to see them20if they're coming our way and judge how soon
they'll be here..."

"Can THESE Daleks...climb?"  Jesse asked.

"If they're like the one in the closet..."  the Doctor paused, realizing
the statement he just made and he chuckled to himself, "...probably not but
I think I can use the sonic screwdriver to put most of their machinery out
of action...depending on how many there are..."

"So?"  Ryan came up in between Jesse and Jeremy, put an elbow on each of
their shoulders and faced the Doctor, "...what now?"

"Get everybody up there," the Doctor put a hand on Ryan's chin and then
turned, pulled away, "Even that old bat Lucinda and the kind old Dot Cotton
and the entire gang...I'm going to check out the perimeter of the closest
entrance into this...town or whatever you want to call it... a patchwork
town... "

"Can I help, too?"  A broad shouldered light brown haired East Ender came
up. He sported metal rimmed glasses.

"What year are you from?"  The Doctor asked.

"1987," the man said, "I'm Lofty," he shook the Doctor's hand and the
Doctor shook it wildly, before letting it go.

"You can come with me," the Doctor stated.

Jeremy rol led his eyes as did Jesse. Lofty had a quiet demeanor for one so
tall and muscled. His face was average though, Jesse thought.

As they ran down a street, which changed to include an old fashioned movie
theatre on Long Island, New York, The Doctor made an abrupt stop, making a
quick halt in mid run. He put his arms out, making Lofty partially bounce
into them and partially into his bare back with one side of his front.  The
Doctor looked up.  "Wait. What's that?"  He pointed to the marquee. It read
NIGHTS IN RODANTHE.  "I...uh, is that a Godzilla movie?"

"I think it's with the bloke from AN OFFICER AND A GENTLEMAN."

"Really? Never thought Richard Gere would be in a Godzilla movie. Besides,
they put the article in the wrong place. It should be in front of the word
Nights, shouldn't it?"

"I don't think it's a flying pterodactyl movie, Doctor."

"Mmmm, if he's in it, it's probably a romance."

"Should we get going?"

"Yes, Lofty, my love," the Doctor turned to him, "Cmon!"

As Jeremy and Jesse started moving the people up a lift that took them to
the platform, the older people and very young children using the lifts, the
teens climbing the ladders, the Doctor took Lofty to the end of a street
which just came to an end and m elded into the sand of the desert. The
Doctor used his sonic screwdriver, pointing it out from his body on a
horizontal angle to his shoulder. "So Lofty..."

"Hmmm?"

"How many of you are there?"

"Oh, I'd guess about 40 or so, give or take."

"Did you all appear together or at separate times?"

"Hard to tell, Doctor. I think it was together. I mean you can imagine the
confusion and panic at first but we all settled down pretty quickly."

"Yes."  The Doctor read the screwdriver reading on the top dial.  He turned
to Lofty, "I saw the teens behind the bar."

"So why'd you pick me?"

"Aye?"

"Doctor, to come with you?"

"I needed company and someone who's part of the group that came here. I
needed to ask those questions and maybe some more and needed someone..."
the Doctor moved to Lofty and stared him in the face gently, very close
up...

"Doctor. Personal space?"

"...who's calmer than the others, less likely to violence."

"Thanks. Did I help?"

"Oh yes," the Doctor put an arm around Lofty's back, the man even taller
than the Doctor was.  "Tell me is there anyplace that has met allic
sheeting?"

"Sheets of metal? That sort of thing?"

"Yes, that sort of thing."

"I think there's a part of a steel mill here...that way."

"Come on."  The Doctor said, "We've got work to do."  He patted Lofty on
the shoulder, "Show me where. Hang on a mo..."  he moved further back to
the street and saw a house. He ran up the side of the house, on some
grass. Lofty followed him. The Doctor found an electrical box and opened
it. "This will do. This will do so wonderfully. Come on, the steel..."  He
ran. Lofty watched him. The Doctor ran back to him. "Well, I'll follow
you."

Lofty nodded.

At foot of the train trestle ladders and lift, Robin returned with Shane,
Eli, and Matthew. She was stunned and it showed on her face. Jeremy smiled
at her, "True isn't it?"

"Yes. And I don't understand how."

"He's an alien. The Doctor follows up on his promises. And he doesn't
lie. Well, not to people who he can trust. Not to those who are good. Like
you."

"Like me? He doesn't even know me."

"You're a doctor. You help people. He can read that and can read you. He
knows you're a good person. And when he gets back..."

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"He'll do the same for me?"

"Yes," Jeremy stated, "He probably already knows you have...you know."

"You can say it. HIV."

"Come on, up you go," Jeremy said.

Eli came up to him, "Will you thank him for me?"

"You can thank him yourself," Jeremy said gently, "He'll be back soon."

Robin moved to him, "There's still a lot of the kids not up there. Can I
help?"

"If you'd like, I'd appreciate that," Jeremy said, wiping sweat off his
brow.

Eli and Shane started up the ladder.  Matthew watched them go up.

"Okay, you're up next," Jeremy pointed to Matthew, who had returned with
Shane, Eli, and Robin.  As Matthew hesitated, Jeremy didn't notice and
called to some of the smaller children, "Hey, you guys and girls, listen to
Robin, will you?"

Matthew came behind Jeremy and poked his back gently, "Hey, Jeremy?"

"What? Oh," Jeremy turned, "Up you go."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what is it?"

Matthew looked at Jesse, who had two young kids in his arms, one a boy and
one a girl. He was carrying them over to the other train t restle leg, the
only one of two that remained or was taken into this Death Zone. "Is your
friend...you know, gay?"

"Yeah. That bother you?"

"Nope."

"Are you gay?"

"Don't know."  Matthew looked at Jeremy's face and he smiled, "Yet."

Jeremy smiled. "How old are you?"

"13."

"Ohhh. I see. Well, think about it. But to be honest, I wouldn't think too
long on it. Don't waste time. Like I did. I mean if you are, you probably
already know it fully by now. Dig deep down and find it. Or not. Say, is
your grandfather Asa?"

Matt's eyes went wide, "Oh my God. Don't tell him."

"Oh. No. I won't," Jeremy bent down to look into Matthew's eyes.  "I so
won't. He loves you though. I can tell that. And I think...if he..."

"DON'T tell him."

"No way. That's for you to do. If you want. And if not, that's not his
business."  Jeremy smiled. "Now up you go."

"Yeah, up and out," Matthew smiled. Jeremy patted his back and watched him
climb up the ladder. He turned to see Jesse having put the two kids on the
lift with a nervous Lucinda, Dot Cotton, Pauline Fowler and Dorian Cram er
Lord.

Jesse turned to a little boy who was crying, "Hey little kid..."

"I'm not little," the boy was crouched down, light hair, lean body, "I'm
almost nine."  He had his back to Jesse.

"I'm sorry, didn't realize you were so old," Jesse said, feeling out of his
depth. He had younger cousins and a younger brother but it was a long time,
from his perspective that he saw any of them. Of course, to them, he might
have just been home a few minutes ago. And this kid was British. Did that
make a difference? He thought not.  "And I don't mean to interrupt
your...whatever it is you're doing...but we have to all get up
there. Like...now."

"I'm not going," the boy said.

Jesse came and sat down next to him. "Why not?"

"I don't have me family here," the boy said.

"Well, what's your name?"

"Peter. Peter Beale."

Blondes named Peter. With blue eyes. Jesse thought. Troublemakers the lot
of em, he thought. Even me. But he kept this all to himself. "Don't you
know any of these people?"

"Yeah that rat boy, Ben," Peter nodded as Ben climbed a ladder. Jesse
looked as Ben turned from the ladder. The boy was rolly polly, wore=2
0glasses, and was a bit overweight. He stuck his tongue out at Jesse.

Jesse frowned, "Oh, I see."  He moved to put his arm around Peter but
thought Peter of it, "Well, Peter, if you would like," he shrugged, "Jeremy
over there and I could be your family..."

Jeremy had gathered some more old people and herded them into a lift. He
then started to barricade the lift with large cement blocks.

"I don't know. I guess," Peter shrugged.

"He once played Peter Pan, you know."

"Peter Pan," Peter balked. "That's for sissies and babies."

Call me a sissy and a baby then, Jesse thought but kept that to himself,
also. "Well, then what about an adventure."

"Adventure?"

"Yeah. See, there was this boat, the Doc, Jer, and I were on. It was called
Poseidon."

"Oh, that was a movie or two, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," Jesse stretched, "But not the real story. Not the real thing that
happened. And I was there."

"Really?"

"That Doctor's not just an alien who stands still, you know. He travels in
time and space. We can go anywhere, any time, even no time if we'd
like. Fiction worlds, comic book flat worlds. Anyway, I digress. This
ship...=E 2

Jesse then told a sanitized version of Irwin Allen's THE POSEIDON
ADVENTURE. For effect, he pulled out a toy boat he had found and discarded
nearby in the dirt. He showed it to Peter. He even turned it upside-down at
the correct moment in the narrative. The way he told it everyone
lived. "EVERYONE LIVED! EVERYONE LIVED!"  Jesse yelled as he was done,
putting an arm around Peter's back. Peter laughed.

Peter laughed, "And that fat lady saved em all?"

"Yeah, but it's not really nice, calling her that. I mean she could stand
to lose a few pounds."

"But did she? After she got rescued with the others?"

"I supposed so. Yeah, I think she did."  Jesse thought about Shelley
Winters, whom he liked after seeing that movie. He wished she were still
alive in his time. Perhaps one day, he'd get to meet her if he and Jeremy
resumed time traveling with the Doctor. Peter laughed. "And the priest, he
saved them all, too, and he didn't even molest the small boy, Eric
whatshisname, Olsen."

Jeremy stood behind them. "If you're done ruining the best Irwin Allen
movie, I could use a hand."

"Just a hand?"  Jesse turned to look up.

"The boy?"  Jeremy shrugged, meaning that Jesse shouldn't make sexual
references in front of the child.

0Oh, he doesn't know what I..."

"You blokes are so gay...."  Peter stood up, "Don't mind that, I don't."

"Ladder?"  Jesse pointed.

"Ladder," Peter said, and play punched Jesse's shoulder. "Thanks, Jesse."

Jesse smiled, bit his lip, nodded, and watched Peter go to the
ladder. After Peter was out of ear shot, Jesse rubbed his shoulder, "ow..."

"Oh, you big baby, he's what? Nine? Ten?"

"Just nine. I think," Jesse said, "If he's telling the truth. We have to
watch after him. None of his family is here."

"That's like most of the kids here," Jeremy added. "Now help me use those
cinder blocks to block the lifts..."

"That's stupid. Anyone strong enough to climb up can just remove them like
we did," Jesse noted.

"But it'll take em some time," Jeremy explained, "And that'll give us time
to come down the other way and stop them."

"Oh yeah," Jesse conceded.

Night was just around the corner as the Doctor and Lofty, the later tired,
both with dirt on their faces and arms, came running up to the foot of the
towers that held up the train trestle. Jeremy, Ryan Sheckler, and Jesse
waited at the foot. Two other teens waited with them.

Jeremy smiled at Sheckler, who had taken his shirt off and let his pants
drop baggy VERY low down on his hips. So much that in fact, the upper part
of his legs were shown as part of his upper body!  Jeremy laughed.

Sheckler shrugged, "What? It's hot!"

Jeremy shrugged, "I'm glad for the view."

"I take it you don't mean the morning TV show."

"Hey, I'm gay. I'd not try anything with ya if you don't want me too but I
never said I wouldn't look. Especially if you put on such a great display."

Ryan Sheckler laughed.

As he strode in after the run, the Doctor puffed, "A good run, a time shape
trip and a time...ahh, don't have the time ship back yet."  He looked up,
"Anyway, everyone up there?"

Jeremy nodded, "Yeah, even Eli, Shane, Matt, and Robin, they got back a few
minutes ago. Eli's cured of AIDS...everyone's up there except..."

"Except for these bone heads..."  Jesse added.

"Shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you, permanently," a very muscled 17
year old said. He had a blond buzz cut, thick lips, and wore a tank top
that showed his entire side bare. It also had severe cuts on the shoulders,
neck, and ba ck. His very obvious chest stood out. His pecs were bulging
and his nipples hard. He also had on gym shorts and sneakers.

The Doctor shook his head, "We don't have all this time for all this in
fighting...YOU shut up. Who are you?"

The second muscled teen, darker tanned, dark brown hair, also 17, turned to
the Doctor, "I'm Jake Tyler..."

"Tyler, good name that..."  the Doctor smiled and shook his hand, "What's
the problem..."

"DON'T TELL ME TO SHUT UP!"  This new Ryan snarled. He came at the Doctor
but Jake stepped in front of him.

"Ry, calm down," Jake snarled as he turned his head. "Look, Doctor, my ten
year old brother is up there because...you said it's the safest thing to
do..."

"I don't think he ever said that," Jesse said.

"Getting you all in one place is the best way I can..."  the Doctor blinked
at the big brown eyes and the beauty mark on the very hot face.

"Keep an eye on us?"  Jake asked. "What's going on?"

"Where are you three from..."

"Four, there's a girl up there, too that we like...I like," Jake said
sheepishly, guessing to himself that he added that f or insecure
reasons. This Doctor was hot and he could see Baja going for him so he
wanted the Doctor to note that she was his.  "Baja. She's watching my
little brother."

"Baja, nice name. I mean it. I really like it. Baja, Ryan, and Jake."  The
Doctor turned to Jeremy and Ryan Sheckler, "These hets and their
triangles. Don't they know that three's a very good number..."

Jeremy smiled, "I like it."

Sheckler smiled, "I guess I might want to try it sometime..."

"How bout tomorrow?"  The Doctor cheered up.

"I meant with two girls, Doc," Sheckler smiled.

"Oh. Well, then, Jeremy and Jesse's available," the Doctor joked.

"Very funny," Jeremy scolded.

The other Ryan, Ryan McCarthy, from behind Jake snarled, "Will you fags
quit playin' with each other and with us."  He took his shirt off for
effect, to show his totally muscled body, abs to die for, biceps bulging,
shoulders cut and striated. Veins lined on arms, shoulders, chest.

The Doctor looked at him from over Jake's shoulder, "Jake, is it? Jake, you
can let him by."

Jake shrugged, "It's your funeral."

Lofty, on the ladder a few steps up, watched as...

Ryan McCarthy rushed the Doctor, who put a hand on Ryan's chest. Ryan
grabbed the Doctor's forearm and twisted but the Doctor moved with it and
smacked Ryan's hard abs...a ten pack and poked. Ryan folded up and the
Doctor kneed him in the chest. The Doctor followed him and put a hand on
his back, "It's okay, you'll catch your wind in a few mo's...although since
you're mostly made of wind...you must have some to spare."

Jake smiled, "Doc, we're from Orlando in Florida..."

"THAT explains his behavior..."  the Doctor pulled Ryan McCarthy up and saw
big crystal blue eyes. "You're just scared..."

"I'M NOT SCARED...!!!"

"Angry then!"

"YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!"

"No, but I've been before..."

"WHAT? ARE YOU MOCKING ME?"  Ryan turned red again and made fists again.

Jeremy whispered to Jesse, "Doesn't he look like Cam Gigandet and Jake look
like that actor...what his name?"

Jesse smiled and put a fist in his other hand, "Sean Faris? Yeah."

"Yeah," Jeremy added.

The Doctor smiled, "What me mock? I never mock anyone who I think is a good
person..."

"WHAT?"  Both Jesse and Jeremy laughed out loud. "YES, YOU D O!"

"Not helping, besides you have a dragon tattoo and anyone who has a dragon
tattoo can't be all bad....DAAAAA!"  the Doctor turned to him and then
found his hips and stomach and back in a lock hold from Ryan. Jeremy and
Jesse and Sheckler rushed to help but the Doctor put his hands out to stop
them, "Stay out of it!"

Jake moved to help too, "Doctor, you don't know what he can do!"

"Just stay out of it!"  The Doctor twisted his body, sweat on his hips
making him slippery. He bent his knees and Ryan McCarthy rode with him but
slipped a bit. The Doctor put his hands over Ryan's hand locked knuckles
and gave pressure point moves to both.

"OW!"  Ryan let go and slipped to his knees and seemed to just...go limp
there, defeated. "I guess..."  he puffed, "I guess the aliens win. You're
too much, too much..."  Ryan hopped up onto his feet and punched the Doctor
full in the face. The Doctor saw it coming at the last second and just
before he was going to say something compassionate to Ryan. He turned and
avoided a broken nose. He had the fist hit his left cheek. "Take that and
this!"  Ryan was following through with another punch.

The Doctor ducked sideways and under Ryan's arms, getting closer, so he
could head butt Ryan's chest, i n between those massive pecs. Then he
punched a double punch with both fists into Ryan's stomach. "I don't want
to fight you!"

Ryan fell back and Jake stepped in between. "Doc, he can take much more
than that..."

The Doctor shook his head, "I know. So can I."

Jesse and Jeremy and Sheckler moved in closer, too. Jeremy looked at the
cheek, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, fine," the Doctor said, "The energy should heal anything that's
broken...listen, I want the both of you to get up that ladder now and no
more trouble. As soon as I can figure out exactly what's going on and who's
coming to kill us, I'll let everyone know and I'll find a way to get you
all back to Earth in your own time. I take it you are both from 2008?"

"Yeah and..."  Ryan McCarthy puffed, "Those were some great moves..."

"I've got a hundred of them."

Jesse put a hand up, "I can...vouch for that."

"Where'd you learn them?"

"Various times and places. Mars. Venus. William Tell. The Mountain Mauler,
a wrestler. Jack Dempsey. Bruce."

"You mean...Bruce Lee?"

"Yes," the Doctor said impatiently. "And othe rs...We REALLY do not have
time for this and if we're to save all these people...especially the
elderly and the young kids... "  The Doctor nodded to the ladder.  "Let's
all get up there," the Doctor said, "and no more funny business..."

"Okay, I promise. I'll help," Ryan nodded.

Sheckler watched the other Ryan...McCarthy, carefully. He followed Lofty
up. Jake watched Ryan follow Sheckler up the ladder.  The Doctor nodded,
"First thing..."

"Cure Robin," Jeremy added.

"Second thing," the Doctor pointed, "Take a list down of every year, month,
day, if possible of everyone. Give it to me."

"That could take all night," Jesse moaned.

"Then we'd better get started at once," the Doctor smiled, "Come on, cheer
up!"  He ran, no, he hopped to the ladder rungs and jumped up to the
highest one he could reach, pulled himself up and strained to keep going,
his feet dangling, not being used. He was hauling himself up with just his
arms doing all the work and his hands on the rungs, one over the other.

Jesse sighed with admiration. Jeremy did the same. They watched his muscles
bulging as he pulled himself up in that manner. Jeremy nudged Jesse out of
their combined day dream and Jesse made for the ladder rungs, too.20Jeremy
looked around him cautiously. Then he followed.

When the Doctor reached up for the last time, for the top of the trestle
was reached, a black hand gave his hand a pull up. A very tall black man
pulled him bodily and helped him set down on his feet. "Whoa! Thanks!"  The
Doctor stated and then saw his helper. He looked him up and down. This
black man was very dark but attractive. He had short hair which had very
small dreadlocks in it, his shirt was off. The Doctor admired him in just
one lengthy stare.  He had no shirt on and had NO body fat, a long deep
crevice between his pecs, bulging muscles all over. "What mon, it's hot
outside," he laughed.

"Didn't I see you in that Slutty Summer?"

"You and I had a slutty summer?"

"No, the movie."

"Yeah, my bio. I'm Derek Rolley."

"Derek, glad to meet you. I'm the Doctor."

"Yes, I know. You've been the talk of the entire...train station..."  He
laughed.

"Where are you from?"

"I'm from Chelsea. 2007."

"New York!"  The Doctor smiled, "I'm from there...well, from Long Island
and from everyplace really. And no place. And Chelsea, I haven't been there
since the whole...Draft Riots thing or was it the fall o f Tammany Hall or
Stonewall Riots, no that, that last one was in Greenwich Village...anyway
nice to meet you, Derek, very nice, oh so very nice!"  he shook Derek's
hands vigorously with both of his own.  "Please forgive me this
degeneration thing is so confusing and new to me. I have all of me up
here," he pointed to his own head, taking one of his hands away for a
second, slapping it back down after pointing to his head, "...all of me
from the present, my present and maybe even some of my future..."  he was
taken with Derek and rambling, "And all of the past me's, too but in a
former body..."

"You're as...as they say you are."

"And you're awesome to look at."

Gently, Derek took the Doctor close to him and he towered over, being 6'7.
He had a calm power.  He whispered, "Doctor, I just want to get back to my
boyfriend Peter."

"Your boyfriend's Peter? You're a man after my own ....peter..."

"Doctor, his name."

"Yes, Peter. I'll get you back to him, don't you worry, hot stuff."  The
Doctor took his hands back and smelled them, seductively looking at Derek
as he did that. "Sorry about that. I'm also very sexual."

"I'll say. Please, Doctor. Get me back to him."

"I will. I promise."  The Doctor patted his back and moved on. Derek
watched as Jesse came up and gave him a menacing look and then a friendly
faced Jeremy came up.

And you can see Derek and Peter here:

 http://www.afourletterwordmovie.com/



On the top of the trestle, the Doctor smiled at a little blond girl who was
crying into a yellow Pikachu doll. He had been making sure everyone was
staying on the safest part of the metallic and wooden tracks of the
trestle, and the youngest ones on the sides, where it was the
safest. "Little girl, why are you crying?"

"He...he...dead."  She had long blond hair and she was three years old.

"Where are your parents?"

"Don't know. They are home."

"Who's watching you?"

Lily Snyder came forward, "We are. Lucinda and I. That's my mother."

"Oh, so sorry," the Doctor sighed. "Can I help?"

Lily shrugged. "She won't come sit with us."

"Hmmm," the Doctor nodded to Lily and then moved down to the little
girl. "Wat's your name, little one?"

Lily watched.

The girl peeked up from the top of the Pikachu's head. "Nikki."

"Well, Nikki. Let me take=2 0a look, will you?"

She put her eyes down into the head again.

"I think maybe he's not dead, you know? Or maybe, just maybe...if you try
real hard. It might give me the power to make him...well, better."

"From dead?"

"From dead. Or maybe just from...let me see, huh?

Nikki turned the doll toward him. Carefully the Doctor took the sonic
screwdriver out from his back pocket. Ryan McCarthy, Jake and Charlie
Tyler, and Baja watched him from afar. He opened the battery case in the
back of Pikkachu. He used the sonic screwdriver to illuminate it and then
set it to charge the batteries.  He closed the case. "Kiss em will you?
Give him a great big wet one for me. That'll fix the whole thing, then."

Nikki kissed him and the ears moved and they all heard, "PIKKA..."
Everyone who watched, cheered.

"There he goes!"  The Doctor sat back on his butt, his hands behind him
now.

Nikki's tears dried up, she kissed the Doctor next. "Thank you!"

"If he ever gets like that again, give me a holler, will ya?"

She shook her head. She moved her hand to the Doctor's chin, "A bit of
beard...like Santa...but not as much."

"I have no beard you rebellious girl."  He laughed. "As for
 Pikkachu, when you get back on Earth, tell your mom to change his
batteries. She'll do it, won't she?"

"My mom has before..."

"You will see her very soon," the Doctor smiled and touched her chin. "Now
won't you go sit with the nice lady Lily with her uhm, nice mum there?"

Lily, who had been standing over them, put her arms out. Nikki stood up and
came Lily. Lily picked her up. "Come on."

"Thanks," the Doctor smiled, "Take good care of her."

"He's good with kids, how nice," Baja said.

Ryan McCarthy laughed, "He's gay, Baja."

"All the Time Lords ride the other bus," she sighed.

"He likes your name," Charlie piped up.

Jake laughed, "How'd you find that out?"

"He told me."

"Did he, really," Jake snarled.

"Not liking as much now are you?"  Ryan laughed.

"No."  Jake laughed, "Maybe, I dunno. He's sorta...grows on you..."

The Doctor met almost all the kidnapped people.

The Doctor met people from Coronation Street. "Doctor, I'm Craig Harris,
anything I can do?"  The 15 year old goth kid shook the Doctor's ha nd. He
had dark eyes, flat hair, and mascara on. He had on an open leather jacket,
black, leather pants, also black. His jacket was open, revealing his
muscled smooth flesh.

"I'll let you know," the Doctor said, taking his hand back.  "Ahh, you
didn't mean to help, did you? You're...you a bit young, aren't you?"

"I did mean to help."  He had an Australian accent.

"Ahh, never mind then. I'll let you know. Either way, both ways...and I'll
shut up now."

"I like aliens."  Craig smiled.

"Yeah, me, too and all," a boy came forward, "I'm David Platt, sir."  He
had ripped jeans on, wild hair, and an open sweatshirt revealing his flat,
smooth belly.  He wore a chain with a red horn on it around his neck.

"Oh just Doctor, will do," the Doctor pat the boy's head, "I'll let you
both know."

Jeremy came in between them, "Doctor, excuse me, kid."

David, also blond, swooned, "T'is okay."

"Doctor, a word," Jeremy said calmly.

"Surely," the Doctor smiled, "Not like I'm busy meeting my fans or
anything."

"Very funny," Jeremy pulled the Doctor's upper arm and then squeeze d on it
again, "WOhhh."  He felt it again. "That arm's hot."

"I know," the Doctor said, matter of factly, "What's going on?"

"Jesse and I have noticed that...well, not only is your house from Long
Island here but ...haven't you noticed?"

The Doctor pointed toward the movie theatre, "The cinema, yeah. Nice old
style cinema. Bet it's from..."

"Not that!"

"What would they be doing inside the pterodactyl."

Jeremy, agitated, gasped, "What?"

"Didn't you want to know about Nights in Rodan?"

"NO!"

"Oh, then what?"

"Gosh, you're thick sometimes."  Jeremy whispered, "Haven't you noticed
that there're many gay guys here."

"Yeah, take advantage of that later if there's time which there won't be."

"Doctor," Jeremy chided, this time impatiently, "Don't you think that's
just a little bit too much of a coincidence?"

"You mean that I'm...and they're..."

"Yeah, and Jesse and I just met two gay guys from Holy Oaks. It's
like...like someone's trying to tell you something or teach
you20something."

"The Time Lords!"  The Doctor raised a fist to the air, "Fuck faces. I'll
be what I am. I am what I am."

A face that the Doctor seemed to know came up to him. "I'm Todd."

"I could've sworn you're Adam. Adam Mitchell!"  The Doctor smiled. "I think
I know why you sent that info home from the future."

"Oi?"  Todd looked at Jeremy, "What's he on about?"

"You look like somebody he used to know."  Jeremy shook his head, "It's
happening a lot to us today."

"Better not see my brother in law," Todd said, "You're a dead ringer for
him. Well, about ten years ago..."

"Nick's the name," Nick came to them and shook the Doctor's hand.

"Wow," Jeremy stated, "You do look like the Doctor...this Doctor."

"Handsome bloke," the Doctor smiled as he shook the Australian's hand.

"Sorry, Doctor, I don't...as my brother in law will tell ya, swing that
way," Nick said.

"It's okay, seems there's a lot of us about up here," the Doctor said, "No
time for that stuff now anyways."

"That's0 a new one for us," Jeremy raised his eyebrows.

"He does though."  Nick said, and turned to leave.

"He...I'm sorry about him," Todd shrugged, "He...he's not used to the whole
gay thing..."

"Give him time," the Doctor smiled and moved on. The Doctor also met people
from Grange Hill, Emmerdale Farm, Shortland Street, Byker Grove, Shreveport
in Louisiana, Sunset Beach in California, Ballykissangel in Killorglin,
County Kerry in Ireland and various other places all over the Earth. He
made friends with skateboarders, a motorcycle gang member, a life guard,
jocks, and others.

Lockie Leonard, a freckle faced, blue eyed Australian 14 year old surfer
kid, came over to the Doctor. He wore only a blue speedo and held a surf
board. The Doctor felt the surf board. "This could come in handy."

Bright blond haired Chris Quinn, a 19 year old, who looked like an older
version of Lockie but much more muscular, asked, "Hey Doc, wanna settle a
righteous dispute my bud Lockie and I having about ya?"

"What about me?"  The Doctor tried to feel his lapels up but realized he
only had bare nipples so he felt those instead.

"Yeah," Lockie said, bouncing on the balls of his feet.  "Go ahead," he
nudged his shoulder into the much taller Chris's=2 0back. "Go ahead ask
him."

"Are you a beggar?"

"NO, I AM NOT!"  The Doctor yelled. Then calmed down, "Channeled my first
self there, for a sec. Part of my being degenerative. No, I do nothing of
the kind, young men."

"Then why are you dressed like that?"  Chris asked, flexing his abs.

The Doctor leaned in on Chris and whispered, "Cause I'm gay."

"Oh, I get that," Chris said. "Told you."

He also met Todd Landers of Ramsay Street in Australia. "Sorry, didn't mean
to scare you about the whole, can you teleport thing. You look like one of
the Tomorrow People. Listen to me, stay away from crowded intersections and
busy highways."  He turned to Todd, "That reminds me."  He found the boy
called Ashley. "Ash..."

"It's Ashley."

"Ashley," he put his hand on the boy's shoulder but the boy shrugged it
off, nearly tipping the Doctor over.  "Ashley, listen to me. If you never
do anything anyone has ever asked you, do this: stay away from motorbikes
in future."

Ash just stared at him.

"Okay?"

"Okay!."

"I mean it."

"I guess so! You seem to know the future."

"Sometimes I do.  And the past. But if you want to live...stay away from
motorbikes."  The Doctor patted his shoulder. "Don't be like your
dad. He'll be the death of you, if you do."  He strode off, leaving Ashley
angry again.

Jesse, next to Jeremy, went wide eyed, "He has such a way with the kids."

Once he met everyone, the Doctor stood in the middle of the train platform,
the whole thing looking odd as the tracks lead to no where now, just
dangled off into the air.  "Now then...who wants to start the story night?"
He went to the middle of the platform and used the sonic screwdriver to
light up a fire inside a small drum some of the lads brought up.  "Gather
round, all. Listen to the story of my companion Jesse..."

Asa's eyes went squinty. He was starting to get it. "Companion?"

"Great, put us on the spot, won't you!"  Jeremy said.

Jesse nudged into him, "Tell them about the time you killed a boar."


Jeremy eyed him up, "I never killed a bore..."  Then he stared into Jesse's
eyes, "But I'm about to."

Jesse chuckled and stood back. Then he pointed at Jeremy with both hands,
pointer fingers out, "YOU'RE ON!"

As Jesse watched with great a musement Jeremy squirmed through a sanitized
version of THE TOWERING INFERNO, making Paul Newman the sole hero and
making it so that everyone lived. He stood at the end of his story and
raised his hands, "EVERYONE LIVED, KIDS! EVERYONE LIVED!"

Having sat down with the others through the middle of the story, Jesse
whispered, "Aww, sit down you big faggot..."

Next to Jesse, Ryan Sheckler laughed.

Asa heard this and pursed his lips together.

"Rosey," the Doctor added.  "My turn, I think."  He began to tell this
story. "I was on this planet, no, I wasn't. Ole Asa there..."

Asa smiled a fake smile, to placate the others. He was beginning to realize
something.

"It was the town of Yippie, Texas, it was. I think. Turn of the century or
so. There was fuedin and fussin all about buzzards."

Lucinda, a child on her lap, looked up, incredulous, "Buzzards?"

"An unbelievable subject. Buzzards. Do you believe it?"

Lucinda: No.

"One half of the town they believed the buzzards would locate their food by
sight. The other half of the town believed the buzzards would fly around
and locate their food by smell..."

Craig Dixon, sitting with others, whispered, "I think the whole thing
smells..."

"I think you got so mething there."  The Doctor smiled, "Now, the town was
shooting and fightin over this..."

Dot asked, "How could they prove it?"

"That's a good point. Now, the mayor of the town of Yippie â€"he was
just as much enthused as the rest of the townsfolks. So he went and got
himself a rifle and saw a steer and shot and killed it. So he skinned the
hide off it."  The Doctor smiled.

Pauline asked, "What did they do with the carcass?"

"Oh, they just kicked it around town until it lost all its friends," the
Doctor joked.  "Now, the hide and the carcass, they took the carcass and
put it up on a high hill and they put a little sand over it."

"Ohh, then no one could see it!"  Lily added.

"That was the idea. To fool the buzzard. The tricky ole buzzard. And with
the hide, they stuffed it and put it on another hill in plain sight of
everyone so the buzzard could see it."

"Oh, I can just see it," Lucinda said, skeptically, "People wondering and
betting to see if the buzzard went to that hill or the one where the
carcass was buried."

"I'd have bet on the hill with the hide in plain view," Blake Carrington
man said.

"I've got a hundred on me that says you're wrong," Lily laughed .

"I'd like to have a bet like that, too," Lucinda laughed.

Blake nodded and laughed, "You've got it."

"What am I? An orphan?"  Dorian asked, "50 that says you're wrong."

"Good, I love sucker money. I'll put it on a charity," Blake said, "I've
got enough of my own."

Sheckler said to the Doctor, "I'll take a gold nugget from your old
ship..."

"Ryan!"  Jesse and Jeremy gasped.

"Oh, I'm just kiddin. He has no gold. Look at him, he's poor."

The Doctor gasped, "I'm what?"

"Yeah, besides, I'd be bettin against the guy who's the only one who knows
how the answer to the whole story and how it ends."

The Doctor was faking being hurt. "Story? This is no story. This is
history."

The others asked for the Doctor to continue. They could hardly wait for it
to be told. "Yes, please, I can't take the excitement any longer," Lily
joked.

"Me, too," Lucinda rolled her eyes.

"I will hold up the floor or actually, the whole platform from here on
in. Do not interrupt me again," the Doctor laughed, "Now, we're gonna get
to the very exciting part of the story because this town of Yippie, was
betting more money than they even had in the town so that they had to go to
the next town over, the town of Quoma Quoma to being the money in by
stagecoach to bet more money."  The Doctor, previously, having told the
story by looking at everyone, looked into the sky, "One day the scout was
up there. And he stayed up there for 24 hours. Finally, the dawn came. Not
a word of the buzzards. It looked like the buzzards knew what was in the
townspeople's minds! Trying to outsmart the townspeople mind you!"  The
Doctor looked at everyone again and put his finger up in the air, "...the
townspeople of Yippie! Quoma Quoma Huoma where they got the rest of the
dough from. Then suddenly in the skies," he looked skyward again, "Way way
off in the skies...the scout saw little specks flittering and a flutterin
and he yelled the buzzards are coming, the buzzards are coming. Everybody
got up. Everybody got up on top of the houses. The hotels. The salons. All
over Yippie people were standing up on top of everything they could stand
on. To see the buzzards flying closer and closer and closer to the town."

Everyone was calling out, "Yes, yes?"

"The buzzards are really close and close and down onto the dead animal the
buzzards are ready to go!"

"Tell us!"

"Yes, please, please, which hill did they go to?" Dorian=2 0asked.

The Doctor was sheepish all of a sudden.  "Well, to tell you the truth, I
really don't know. I had to leave town before the buzzards got there."

Jeremy came out of the crowd and pushed him. Then he laughed and hugged
him. This made Asa's face turn red as he stewed over the same sex
touching. The Doctor laughed, "Sorry..."

Lily nodded, "Oh really, Doctor!"  Dorian frowned. Lucinda laughed.

Blake laughed, "Doctor! I think I'll give the moneys to charity just the
same."

"There's the spirit! The spirit of the buzzards!"  The Doctor jumped.

"Where'd he get that from?"  Matthew asked Jeremy.

"Abbott and Costello, I think."

Matthew smiled, "Abbott and Costello, the classic comedians?"

"Yeah I saw that one. Abbott and Costello. Second season no less."

"I think I"ll make myself scarce now."  The Doctor said, "Someone else
wanna go?"

Others got up to tell their stories.

The Doctor was about to move on when he saw Nikki, still clutching to
Pikkachu, move over to Jesse and sit in his lap.

"Doctor, tell me about him."

"Where do I begin? He's an alien."

"An alien?=2 0Like from outer space? Then why does he wear those funny
clothes?"

The Doctor leaned on a guard rail, chuckling to himself, "Silly girl."

He had gone off to a secluded section of the platform and used his
telescope.  Lucinda had noticed him. Eventually, when the first rays of
sunlight came up, and the children were mostly asleep, she snuck away to go
talk to him.

The Doctor had his telescope again and was looking across the desert. "Oh,
only 12. That's a bit disappointing. If not boring."  He saw 12 Daleks
coming across the desert. "Sink plungers, egg beaters and all."  He let the
scope pan over each one. "Oh, how nice, all the colors of the
rainbow. Silver. Tan. Standard gray. Black. White. Red. Oh my. Gold. All
six feet tall. Must be ones with forcefields. How not
nice. Green. Blue. Cor."  He moved the scope, "More? Movement over
here. That's...oh dear."  Skinless humanoids, over 6 feet tall, the lead
one and two others seven feet tall. Wearing mantles of bone for face masks
and clasps for red capes. Red pants. Red robes. "Bad teeth still? My my,
they should see a dentist, not just a doctor."  He noticed the whips and
swords. "Male this time. And 20. That's more of a challenge."  He shifted
back and forth, "12 Daleks. 20 Sycorax. Ahhh, it evens out."  He looked
again and saw the Sycorax chanting20to impress themselves, to drive
themselves into a frenzy of confidence. "Same as ever."  He rolled his
eyes, which made them hurt as one was still looking through the scope. He
moved the scope further back, "Oh what's that? Now we're really in
trouble."  He viewed ten Sontarans, "Maybe shorter than the other two
groups but huh, four feet of quick death. That's what I call a real
challenge. We are in for it. I don't know if everyone's gonna make it out
alive. Everyone lives is going to be a tall order this time. I'm not even
sure if anyone will live..."

"Doctor," Lucinda asked, putting her hand on his bare shoulder, "Oooo."

"Yes, mame?"

"I didn't want to sneak up on you," she said.

"Very few can, these days. What's on your mind, fine lady?"

"Such a gentleman," she smiled, "Doctor, is it safe up here? Are we safe up
here?"

"Ohh, we're safe...up here."  The Doctor watched the three groups, moving
the scope back and forth. What he didn't realize was that Asa followed
Lucinda and was even now, from afar, aiming a revolver at his head!



TO BE CONTINUED...



AND IN FUTURE WEEKS...





  0



PAUL TELFER DOCTOR

Jesse: Who are you?

Alex: Rider, Alex Rider, nice to meet you. (Puts his hand out to Jesse, who
looks at Jeremy and winks and shakes Alex's hand)

Jesse: Very nice to meet you. Very very nice...

Jeremy: Yeah, me too.

Alex: You see, there's this guy named Blofeld, have you heard of him?

Doctor: Yeah, I've heard of him once or twice.

Alex: Well, he's got a fleet of helicopters...

Jesse: (laughs) Helicopters? That's pretty small scale stuff, isn't it?

Alex: Each one is loaded with a bomb and there're about 100 of them...

Doctor: Sort of a large small scale invasion...

Jesse: Or a small large scale one...

Jeremy: K9, can you get them all?

K9 (flying and shooting helicopters): Yes Master.

Jeremy: DO it! (running on a beach with Alex Rider, both in skimpy bathing
suits)

K9: Affirmative Master, already doing so!

Alex: (running) I don't think that's such a good idea.

Jeremy: Why not?

Alex: Each one will implode when they hit the water!!!

Jeremy and he look at each other and both say, "RUN!"

They run and the helicopters all go down and cause one giant explosion of
water and fire. It heads at them.

Doctor: Nice to meet you, Mister Bond.

James Bond: You may call me James, Doctor.

Jesse: You two know each other?

Doctor: Bond, James, Bond is really a Time Lord.

Jesse: (Shrug ging) Oh, figured that. There's been what, 7 of him or
so. Next thing I know you'll tell me Tarzan was one too.

Doctor: Hmm, mmm.

A female spy has Jeremy tied up and he's naked. She has him in a chair and
is wrapping her legs around his torso. He leans back and watches her
without interest. She says, "You have a rising interest don't you? We can
do this the hard way...as I see you ..."

"I'm thinking of my friends He Jesse and Alex."

"...or the ..."

He head butts her and she falls down. Her knife falls out of her hand and
he grabs it in his teeth. He turns his head and drops it behind him to his
hands, "Gee, I wonder what the other way was?"

Alex is between Jeremy and Jesse, "Guys, I'm not..."  Jesse kisses him from
behind and licks his neck. Jeremy does the same from the front and puts his
hands up his shirt. "I guess this one time I could be...or maybe a few more
times..."



Jesse: (he's 9 years old now) Doctor, look at what your experiments have
done to me! I'm nine years old again!

Doctor (pats Jesse's head): But a very cute nine year old...

Jesse: Doctor, turn me back. I want me back in my body. I want you back in
my body. (runs outside, a 1925 car comes at him in a road)

Doctor: It8 0s 1925 and the Zinoviev Letter could cause a major war between
Russia and the British Isles...(looks suspiciously at the Nick Hoult
Master).

Nick Hoult Master: Doctor, are you accusing me?

Doctor: Of trying to subvert history, Naw, silly of me isn't it?  Master:
I've given that up...

Doctor: Oh, for lent?  Master: His name is Teddy...you've met..

Teddy: Yea, hiya Doc, new face and bod, huh, very nice anyhows...I can
testify he's not into that shit anymore...

Two men grab Jesse and throw into the back of a car and pull off. In the
back of the car, Nine year old Jesse says, "Look, guys, I'm not a big money
maker...I mean my voice hasn't even changed yet, you can't really get more
than a million..."  shuts his eyes realizing that's a lot of money...

"We heard you all talking on the road...we know in the future you're gonna
be a star..."

"I'm gonna be a moon to the two of you in a minute, let me go!"

"Hey if the singing career doesn't pull off...we can always try Hal Roach
Studios..."

At Hal Roach studios, Jesse says HI to the Little Rascals, including
Spankie and Scottie. "Hey Scottie, I always thought you were the cutest
thing!"

Later they are on the beach near a carnival, Jesse is near Scottie on a
blanket and S cottie keeps saying NO to Jesse.

"Oh just kiss him so we can all get some sleep," Spankie says.

Hal Roach: He's just too cute, we can't really use him. We already have
cute with Scottie and Spankie and frankly, we don't really need a singer
for this series.

Jesse: I'll say, have you heard Alfalfa sing?

"Who's Alfalda?"

In the TARDIS, the Master kisses Teddy and pats his arm patronizingly.

Teddy: But I want to help, too.

Master: Listen, you just stay in here where it's safe and ...and I don't
know, start composing another song if you will. (kisses Ted's cheek and
runs out after the Doctor)

Teddy: (steaming) I'll show him. I want to help. (to Jeremy) You understand
that, don't you?

Jeremy (pats him): He just doesn't want you to get hurt, that's all.

Teddy: But the Doctor lets you and Jesse go out and help him and have
adventures. Isn't he afraid you'll get hurt or...or killed?

Jeremy: It's...It's different with the Doctor and me and Jesse. The three
of us, we've all been through quite a lot together.

Teddy: He just doesn't trust me.

Jeremy: I'm sure it's not that.

The Doctor is being chased up the Brooklyn Bridge with the letter. He puts
it in his mouth. Russians come up on one side with guns , firing. NY Police
come up the other side, firing. A British spy and killer is in the hot air
balloon coming up at the Doctor. As the Doctor climbs up the bridge
rigging, he starts to take his clothes off. He drops his tie and Jeremy
catches it. Jeremy looks up, The Master holds him. The Doctor jumps off the
bridge and dives head first down into the Hudson River.

Master (holding onto a distraught Jeremy) No one could have survived that
fall, no one, not even him!

Jeremy: (shakes head, tears coming out of his eyes) No...

Jesse: So Doc, was some letter more important than I was?

Doctor: Nope.

Jesse: The spirals of time and history then, more important then me?

Doctor: I...I think I have to turn you back now ...you're even more
precocious as a nine year old than as a...

Jesse: Just do it.

Doctor: You know, at any age, you're more important than all of time. I'd
let it all go to hell in a hand basket if I didn't think you could take
care of yourself, even as a nine year old.

Jesse: (smiles, winks)

Doctor: I think it's about 1981...or maybe it's 1918? Boys, have you gone
out already? But the year! (runs out)

Jesse: Oh my God, it's king of the jungle!

Jeremy: You Tarzan?  Jai: (up on a tree branch with Cheetah) No, my name's
Jai. I'm Tarzan's ward...I'm now king of the jungle ...or I try to be...

Jesse: Wha tever you be, you be HOT!

Jeremy: this is our friend Tom.

Jesse: Tom, it's been a long time. How's Adam and the Prof?

Tom: Good. But I think these guys here, they found a city, a lost city.

Jai: They can never get to it. Whoever finds it, will die. Unless they're
gay.

Jesse: Well, then we're okay then.

Tom: Speak for yourself.

Jeremy: Well, we'll see about that.

Jesse: What about Tom being gay.

Jeremy: No, the men finding the city.

Tom: They can't find it. They just want the gold there.

Jai, Jeremy, Jesse and Tom cross a dirt bridge that drops some dirt below
it. To a ravine far below.

On a cliff, one of the safari men covers Tom with his body and gets hit
with a spear in the back. Other men fall off the cliff side.

"We are a city of lost men. No heteros must be allowed to find our
base. You shall all stay here.:

Jai swings in on a vine, "I challenge you for the right of leadership!"

Jeremy: Jai, no, that means you can never leave here!

Jai: But my first ruling will be that you three can.



Bud: Flipper!

Sandy: Flipper's fine I'm sure.

Jeremy and Jesse come up from the water. Jesse: Hey, you're fine!

Sandy: You two are fine yourself, what the hell are you mermen?

Jesse: I wish. I'd rub my tail on you two.

Sandy: You still can...(Winks)


Jesse: (wearing a shirt that says FUCK LUCY, I LOVE ETHEL with a big
picture of Ethel on the t shirt smiling) and short shorts comes out, "How'd
I look?"

"Shark!"  Jeremy swims from one.

Flipper knocks into a shark.

Bud: (gets onto the dock) at least they can't get us on land! I mean sharks
don't have legs.

Sandy: Look again, Bud! (points)

Bud, Sandy, Jesse, and Jeremy see figures coming out the water from the
dock. Rising from the ocean are octopus creatures, crab men, lobster men,
and sharkmen rising up. A shark man roars and his feet crash onto the dock,
knocking the wood postings down.

Jeremy: RUN! (the four run as the dock is destroyed by shark men trying to
get up onto the dock!)

Sandy fires a fire extinguisher at two octopus men. Bud shoots a net gun at
another one.

Giant octopus arms rise up from the swamp and reach for them.

Doctor: Okay, how do we stop that!?

Jesse: You're asking us. NOW I'm worried!

The Doctor is in a small wooden boat and heading right at the octo
giant. It fills the window.

Ranger Rick flies a plane down at it.



Doctor: It's 1849. Ahh, I remember it well, the pioneer road to a good
life.

Jeremy: Oh, you show off, you were never part of a wagon train...were you?


A blond boy is on stake, his white shirt torn open and ripped, his hands
tied up and over his head and behind his pole.

"I'm Jamie Macpheeters, can you please help me get away from these injuns?
They're gonna strip me and make me walk around my own intestines."

Jesse: As much as I'd like to see that, yeah, I'll help ya! (kisses him on
the lips)

Indians come running after them. More Indians come from over the hill.

Jamie: We're caught in between them!



Doctor: Ahh, 1883 and...

Albert: Hello, I'm Dr. Albert Ingalls...

Jesse (shakes his hand): You're young...

Jeremy: (pulls Jesse's hand away from Albert's and shakes Albert's hand) He
means aren't you a little young for a doctor?

Albert: I've found a cure for cancer...

Vandals smash up Albert's equipment.

A test tube goes flying through the air. A hand catches it and the Doctor
smiles, "Hello, I'm the Doctor and this is yours is it?"

Albert: I've got that stuff all over my hands, they're all red...

Jesse: You could say that you got a red hand, gang..

Albert: What?  Jeremy: Wow, you're really smart. You must have been a whiz
kid...

Albert: What's that mean?

Jeremy: That you're really really smart.

Jesse: Important question is are you 18?

Al bert: Yeah.

Jesse: Good, then I can do this. (reaches down Albert's loose pants and
grabs his dick)

Albert: the first thing I have to do is cure myself.

Doctor: Albert was supposed to die, Jesse, Jeremy.

Jeremy: No.

Jesse: NO way.

Doctor: I'm afraid...

Jeremy: No way, we're not going to permit it, no matter what you say.

Jesse: Seconded...

Doctor: Okay...(sighs) Oh my God...

Jesse: What?  Doctor: He has a son in 1888, named Albert Ingalls. A great
man. There's a crater on the moon named after him.

Jesse: I have one like that named after you on my moon.

Doctor: He was a leader in the telescope-ing community in 20s through the
mid 50s. He started the Amateur Scientist Column in Scientific American in
1928.

Jesse: Thrilling, can I fuck him now?

Doctor: The son? We'll have to skip ahead in time to...

Jesse: The father! And you of course (smiles up to the Doctor)