12 July 1997 Doctor Who - All Shook Up starring the sixth Doctor and Melanie Bush abates (abates@wn.planet.gen.nz) - Doc_6, crowd, audience Haem (haem@lys.vnet.net) - OfficerVanHouten, Dawkins, Guitar Meliphyre (mwhite@memphisonline.com) - Mel_Bush, Crowdgirls, MemphisMafia talavera (talavera@gate.net) - ElvisTheKing -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wow, Doctor!! Just look at it!! What's that, Mel? * Doc_6 shuffles the map and doesn't look up. Hmmm, maybe if we take the next left... * Mel_Bush peers around the corner Look out the window!! The pool is shaped like a guitar! * Doc_6 looks up. Good grief, so it is. Someone has very strange tastes. Now, somewhere in this place there's supposed to be a jungle room. I've seen quite enough jungles to last me some life-times. This is really where he lived! Oh, thank you for bringing me here, Doctor. Hmm? Oh, what _are_ you talking about now, Mel? You know Elvis, Doctor. Don't tell me you've never heard of him. Elvis, that name rings a bell. Oh, yes, an Earth singer. Elvis Costello! * Mel_Bush shudders No, Elvis Presley, Doctor. The one from the States. He was big all over. * Doc_6 folds up the map and slips it into a pocket. He died from drugs. It was quite sad. * OfficerVanHouten saunters down from a side hallway and spots the Doctor and Mel * OfficerVanHouten is momentarily taken aback, and grabs for his gun, only there isn't one in his holster * Doc_6 holds up the gun. Were you looking for this? What are you doing with that, Doctor? * Doc_6 grins and hands the gun over. I was just taking a look, Mel. * OfficerVanHouten snatches back the gun and points it at Mel * Mel_Bush shrieks a little Now, now, there's no need for violence. Wha...what are you doing in here?! * OfficerVanHouten clears his throat and tries again, with more authority Who let you in? I just came for the Graceland tour. Just looking around. No need to be concerned. No-one "just looks around" here. This is a private residence. But it is opened for tours... You're a few years too early. There's no tour here. Now, if you'll let me escort you to the front door. * OfficerVanHouten motions for the Doctor and Mel to walk along _Really_, this is most insufferable. No tour...but this brochure says... * Mel_Bush shows the brochure * OfficerVanHouten carefully reaches out and plucks the brochure * OfficerVanHouten scans it, and laughs 1984? What kind of hoax are you trying to play? * OfficerVanHouten puts the brochure in a pocket * Mel_Bush glances at the Doctor * ElvisTheKing walks in and looks around Who took my cheeseburgers? * OfficerVanHouten snaps his head around to see Elvis Ah - sir! Yes, officer? I've just apprehended these two, sir. They thought they'd have a look around inside the house. I'll just be showing them out. But...but... * OfficerVanHouten again indicates that Mel and the Doctor should move Check his pockets for my cheeseburgers first. * OfficerVanHouten blinks but does as he is told and frisks the Doctor * Doc_6 holds his hands up as the officer frisks him. No cheeseburgers, sir. * ElvisTheKing nods to the officer Ah, Mr Costello! * Doc_6 holds out his hand. It's Presley, Doctor. I ain't no Costello...I'm not even an Abbot. Those cheeseburgers will clog your arteries, you know. They will? Yes, they will!! She keeps telling me so. It's all rubbish, really. It's not rubbish, Doctor. What are you two doing here, on my beautiful estate? * ElvisTheKing waves his hand around I wanted to see Graceland, I've really heard so much about it! I enjoy a lot of your music, Mr. Presley. Thank-you...thank-you very much. You're welcome. Well, officer, they seem nice enough. Er...yes, sir. * OfficerVanHouten isn't quite convinced Give them some tickets, and show them out. Tickets? For the concert? Yes. * OfficerVanHouten nods And keep looking for my cheeseburgers! * ElvisTheKing walks away Oh, Doctor, can we really stay and go to the concert? Well, I suppose so. The universe can look after itself for a while more. * OfficerVanHouten nudges the Doctor and Mel toward the front door * OfficerVanHouten takes a couple of tickets out of a locked drawer and gives them to Mel * Mel_Bush takes the tickets and goes out the door Well, it was very pleasant meeting you, young man. * Doc_6 slaps the guard on the back and wanders after Mel. Yes, er...you too. * OfficerVanHouten watches them go, confused, then vows that he will have a strict security sweep done of the house I guess the TARDIS mistimed it again...Elvis isn't dead yet, but I got to meet him! Nobody's perfect. * Mel_Bush grins Now, this Costello, what sort of music does he play? Light opera, perchance? It's Presley. And he sings rock and roll. ***** * Mel_Bush claps happily as she waits for Elvis to come out * ElvisTheKing comes onstage Hello Memphis! *Twang!* You ain't nuthin' but a hound dog cryin' all the time! * crowd roars! * Mel_Bush cheers Isn't this great, Doctor!!! * Dawkins watches from the side of the auditorium He's better in person than on TV. * Doc_6 looks up from where he's covering his ears. * ElvisTheKing sings What's that? What's what? Rather bombastic, isn't he? * ElvisTheKing wriggles his hips He's the king of rock and roll! I don't think much of his outfit either. It's far too bright. * Dawkins makes his way to the backstage entrance, his form rippling and fading from view * ElvisTheKing struts * Crowdgirls swoon all over the place Hmm, I wonder though. Do you think I could do that? * ElvisTheKing dances with the micstand You could try, Doctor. But I wouldn't until you've exercised just a bit more. * Doc_6 contemplates doing a pelvis thrust. No, better not. * Dawkins slips past the guards unnoticed and is now walking toward the stage from behind A shame he ends up dying. A shame indeed, Mel. * Dawkins reaches the edge of the stage and begins climbing up to the gantry * Doc_6 narrows his eyes towards the stage. * ElvisTheKing launches into another song Mel! * Doc_6 grabs Mel's arm. * Dawkins begins unfastening a spotlight Come on! What are you doing, Doctor??? * Doc_6 starts dragging Mel through the crowd. Excuse me, coming through. Let me through, I'm a Doctor. * Dawkins jiggles the spotlight - not loose yet * Doc_6 pushes some boppers out of the way. * ElvisTheKing twirls around * Dawkins continues unfastening it * Mel_Bush apologizes for the Doctor as she's dragged through the crowd * ElvisTheKing prances along the stage * Doc_6 climbs up onto the stage. * Mel_Bush follows along What is going on, Doctor?! No time! * Dawkins frowns at the man climbing onto the stage * Dawkins has a feeling that the man knows he's there But maybe I can kill two birds with one stone...or spotlight, as the case may be. * ElvisTheKing stops Here now! It's the cheeseburger man! * Doc_6 throws himself at Elvis. * Dawkins wrenches the spotlight, which creaks and starts to topple * Dawkins holds onto the railing as the spotlight falls, making the gantry wobble * Mel_Bush screams as the spotlight falls * Doc_6 pushes Elvis out of the way as the light crashes to the ground, shattering. * ElvisTheKing tumbles * Doc_6 stands up and looks around at the silent audience. * Doc_6 grins and waves cheerfully. * Dawkins grimaces as he watches the spotlight completely miss the King, thanks to that strangely-dressed fellow Here now... * ElvisTheKing gets up * ElvisTheKing gives the Doc a bearhug Thank-you...thank-you very much. Are you all right, Mr. Presley? Yes...yes I am, ma'am. * Dawkins runs to the other end of the gantry and starts climbing back down to the stage Hey, mister...do you think you could help me find my cheeseburgers? * Doc_6 looks up. Look, there he is! * Doc_6 points over at the ladder. * Dawkins hops to the ground and darts behind the curtains There who is, mister? The man who tried to kill you! Keep up, Mel! That's the guy who tried to kill you! * Dawkins makes his way back into the crowd, allowing himself to shift back into visibility * Doc_6 dashes behind the curtains. * Mel_Bush runs after the Doctor Whu - where are you goin' ? * Mel_Bush grabs Elvis Come with me...we can get this guy. Very well, pretty lady, but I got a concert to do... Afterwards!!! Folks...excuse me, please...let's have an early intermission. * Doc_6 starts pushing through the crowd. * Doc_6 resembles a small Icebreaker. * Mel_Bush repushes her way through the crowd Mel, quick! Cut him off at the ticket office! I'll drive him towards you! * Mel_Bush heads toward the ticket office * Doc_6 pushes through the crowd after Dawkins. * Dawkins wills the invisibility to cloak him again * Mel_Bush makes her way, with Elvis, to the ticket booth * ElvisTheKing follows Mel * Dawkins snags some poor fan's pitiful guitar as he slips through the crowd * Doc_6 follows the gap which is moving through the audience. * Mel_Bush makes it to the ticket booth * ElvisTheKing huffs and puffs * Doc_6 pushes through the milling and confused crowd near the ticket booth. * Dawkins emerges at the back of the crowd and looks around - the only way out is through the ticket office, and that exit appears to be covered. * Dawkins makes for it anyway, hefting the guitar * Guitar appears to float through the air towards Mel There he is!!! * Dawkins slips around behind Elvis, lifts the guitar into the air, and strikes him with an edge Ow! * ElvisTheKing falls * Dawkins tosses aside the broken guitar and tries to slip past Elvis and Mel * Mel_Bush screams * Dawkins is stunned momentarily by being in such close proximity to Mel's lungs in full force * ElvisTheKing rubs his head Nice voice, ma'am. Mel! Stop him! * Doc_6 struggles through the crowd. * Mel_Bush encircles the dude's legs and tackles the guy * Dawkins tumbles to the ground * Dawkins rolls over and tries to kick Mel away from him * Mel_Bush rolls out of the way to avoid being kicked DOCTOR!! I'm coming! * Doc_6 breaks free of the crowd and dashes towards the fray. * ElvisTheKing rises Let go of the little lady, you...you...ghost! * Dawkins ripples back into visibility and tries to grab at Mel's hair, or her arm, or anything. * Mel_Bush's legs lash out and she tries to kick Dawkins You cannot stop me! I must become famous! I...*must!* * ElvisTheKing grabs at Dawkins * Dawkins savagely plants a foot in Mel's stomach and tries to pry her off him * Mel_Bush shrieks but holds on Killing people will not make you famous! Can you possibly *conceive* what notoriety would come to the One Who Killed Elvis?! * Dawkins struggles furiously Killing is not a way to become famous! * Doc_6 finally reachs the fight and grabs Dawkins from behind. No! No, you cannot! * Dawkins goes invisible again and tries to duck under the Doctor's arms He's gone! Oh no you don't. I can see you perfectly well! * Doc_6 tightens his grip on the struggling Dawkins. * ElvisTheKing tries to punch Dawkins Ouch! That's me you're hitting! Are you all right, Doctor? Perfectly, left a bit this time! * ElvisTheKing hits again * Dawkins' head rocks from the blow and his lip splits Do you think this is the guy who stole my cheeseburgers? It's quite possible. Probably is, Mr. Presley. * Dawkins finally stops struggling and looks at the Doctor, eyes smoldering * ElvisTheKing glares at the invisible Dawkins * Dawkins ripples and is visible again How could you see me? And how do you dare stop me?! I'm a Time Lord. I see things others don't. You mock me. I am the only Time Lord here. * Dawkins laughs insanely * Doc_6's mouth drops. Time Lord? A Time Lord?! It's about 8:20...why do you ask? * Doc_6 is tight-lipped. Oh yes, I certainly am. I weave the threads that bind the rug of time! * Mel_Bush glances at him * Dawkins laughs again And you cannot stop me...because I wield the scissors! You're no Time Lord! * Doc_6 checks Dawkins' pulse to make sure. * Dawkins makes snipping motions Snick! Snick! Doctor, I think he's missing a few of his marbles. Mr Costello, this man is quite, quite mad. Where are your security men? I am not mad. I am a Time Lord! Who is this Costello cat? Is there a problem, Elvis? Yes...yes sir. Take this invisible man away. * MemphisMafia looks at Elvis They cannot take me away. I will cut their threads! Snick! Snick! * Dawkins makes more scissor motions Are you quite all right, sir? And don't let him go until you find out where my cheeseburgers are. * MemphisMafia men shake their collective heads Yes sir! * Doc_6 removes the cloaking device from Dawkins' belt. What are you doing?! That is my Belt of Power! * Dawkins struggles again * Doc_6 hands Dawkins to the Memphis Mafia Thank you. I trust you'll take care of this poor unfortunate? Only a true Time Lord can possess a Belt of Power! * Dawkins raves and raves as he is carted out the door * MemphisMafia takes Dawkins and "escorts him out" * Doc_6 examines the cloaking device thoughtfully. Hmm, I didn't know the Ferengi had reached Earth yet. * Doc_6 drops the device in his pocket. Well! I guess your show is saved now, Elvis! It is. Thank-you both...thank-you very much. * Mel_Bush locates a glass of carrot juice and hands it to Elvis Here, this will give you energy for your show. * ElvisTheKing drinks Mmmm...good. Oh, Mel! Did you have to? Yes, Doctor. And you could probably use one yourself. You haven't kept up with your exercise regime lately. * Doc_6 huffs embarrassedly. Now, Mel. You're not going to start that again. Good health, good food, and exercise are important, Doctor. * ElvisTheKing hands the glass to a fan (who faints) Now, Missy...will you join me for a few songs? I have a concert to finish. * Mel_Bush blushes You want me to sing with you? I'm really not that good. You sounded OK earlier. She isn't, you know. I've heard her sing in the shower. It is the least I can do...you two saved my life. Thank you, Mr. Presley! I'd be honored to do a few songs with you. I am grateful...even if I didn't get my cheeseburgers back. That's okay, you don't need them. Eat some vegetables instead. * Doc_6 thinks he will have to investigate these things called "cheeseburgers" * Doc_6 draws himself up to his full height. * Doc_6 grins good-naturedly. We don't have to leave straight away, you can go on stage if you like, Mel. Oh, really? Thank you, Doctor! * Mel_Bush hugs the Doctor quickly * Mel_Bush claps cheerfully * ElvisTheKing walks to the stage OK, ladies and gentlemen...sorry for the interruption. Thanks to my friends, the concert can go on. And now...I'd like to ask this pretty lady to join me in a song. * ElvisTheKing reaches out to Mel * Doc_6 wonders if he should suggest he could do his rendition of "On with the Motley" * Mel_Bush smiles and walks up to the stage * ElvisTheKing strums a bit * ElvisTheKing starts singing * Mel_Bush sings along You are prettier than a plate of cheeseburgers. * audience roars its appreciation. ::the end!::