something that really irked me about potd was thirteen’s timid silence. in the main confrontation scene, the master goes on a long-winded rant, explains his evil plan, and tries to intimidate her, and it works. the camera pans back to thirteen several times, giving her room to do what the doctor always does: hit back with a quip, roll her eyes, make an argument - but she just sits there, looking vaguely afraid. she has a few throwaway exposition lines, but nothing of substance. the whole scene feels a bit stilted and ooc.
“Hi I’m Jack, I tried to con the Doctor out of some credits, fell in love with him and now I’m an immortal man who runs an alien fighting agency where most of the people I’ve ever loved have died.”
thinking about how yaz got the most closure out of all the companions in doctor who. how thirteen let her know about regeneration and its signs so she could recognize it. even when thirteen was at her most guarded, she trusted yaz to be there for her. trusted her to fly the tardis (not to mention the tardis letting her). trusting her to do what the doctor would do. trusting her to be the doctor. yaz wasn’t ready for the doctor to go and neither was the doctor, but they took the sadness and the pain and had one last go together. the doctor said “no one got to be us” and “I loved being with you, yaz”. the doctor, who never wanted to be vulnerable; she needed yaz to know that she loved every second. yaz knows her feelings are reciprocated and I think its one of the best exits for a companion to have. the doctor and yaz both got closure before the end. and it makes sense why the doctor felt such at peace with changing. she accepted the change. she knew yaz’s love was hers.
looooove being an 8 girl rn. i feel like a hedonistic king in a gilded palace who is positively glutted on content. like complain all you want about the episode but umm idk if you know this but the eighth doctor as played by paul mcgann just reprised his role on screen and we got another additional minute of screen time baby!!!!!!! what happiness. what ecstasy. what bliss
“I erased you, Doctor,” desperate, like there’s no going back. “Don’t let me go back to being me,” because “the cosmos without the Doctor scarcely bares thinking about.” The Master can’t think of being himself without the Doctor present. Spoken in a soft and broken voice. He’s terrified to be left on his own.
She was my first friend, always so brilliant, from the first day at the Academy. So fast, so funny. She was my man crush. We had a pact, me and him. Every star in the universe, we were going to see them all. But he was too busy burning them. I don’t think she ever saw anything.
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