Nancy enters the kitchen where there is an unfinished meal on the table. Looking around, she puts her bag down and opens a cupboard. She begins to take some tins out. Rose is suspended hundreds of feet above London, carried by the rope hanging down from the barrage balloon. She cries out as the planes whiz past her, holding on for dear life. A uniformed man, Captain Jack Harkness, peers up at Rose through binoculars of an advanced technological design.
Officer: Get those lights out please!
The soldiers begin to clear the room.
Officer: Come on, down to the shelter.
A soldier called Algy approaches Jack, who is still watching Rose through the binoculars.
Algy: Jack? Are you going down to the shelter? Only, I've got to go off on some silly guard duty.
He spots Rose.
Algy: Ah! Barrage Balloon, eh? Must've come loose. Happens now and then. Don't you RAF boys use them for target practice?
Jack zooms in on Rose's bum.
Jack: Excellent bottom.
Algy: I say, old man. There's a time and a place. Look, you should really be off.
Jack turns to face him.
Jack: Sorry, old man. I've gotta go and meet a girl. But you've got an excellent bottom too.
He slaps Algy's bottom on the way out to emphasise this point. Algy looks rather pleased. Nancy stuffs some things she sees around the kitchen into a bag and leaves the room. Looking into another room, she smiles and goes outside. She whistles as though calling someone, and then goes back inside. She takes her coat off and stands next to a table where a full meal has been abandoned. Some children hurry inside.
Nancy: Many kids out there?
Jim: Eh... yes, miss.
The two boys run to the table and make for the food.
Nancy: Ah, still carving. Sit and wait.
The boys do as they are told.
Nancy: We've got the whole air raid.
She carves the meat.
Jim: Look at that. Bet it's off the black market.
Nancy: That's enough.
But she smiles. The planes whizz past Rose, who is still hanging onto the rope. There is an explosion right below her, and she cannot hold on for any longer. She loses her grip and falls, screaming. Suddenly, a blue beam shoots out from somewhere near Big Ben, and Jack's voice emits from the source.
Jack: Okay, okay, I've got you.
Rose: Who's got me? Who's got me, and you know... how?
Jack: I'm just programming your descent pattern. Keep as still as you can and keep your hands and feet inside the light field.
Rose: Descent pattern?
Jack: Oh, and could you switch off your cellphone?
Rose makes disbelieving noises.
Jack: No, seriously, it interferes with my instrument.
Rose: You know, no-one ever believes that.
She turns it off.
Jack: Thank you. That's much better.
Rose: Oh, yeah, that's a real load off, that is. I'm hanging in the sky in the middle of a German air raid with the Union Jack across my chest, but hey! My mobile phone's off!

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