The Doctor takes the bus, discovers it’s a spaceship now, and makes friends with Catwoman’s second cousin.
Short Synopsis
A double-decker bus falls through a wormhole, stranding the Doctor, a jewel thief, and a handful of panicking commuters on a desert planet. Meanwhile, space stingrays the size of vans are about to eat everything in sight. Happy Easter.
Extended Storyline
We open in London on a normal day. Well, normal by Doctor Who standards — meaning we’re about two minutes away from catastrophe. Enter Lady Christina de Souza: posh, glamorous, and busy breaking into a museum to nick a priceless golden goblet. Because who needs Netflix when you can role-play as Catwoman?
After a successful heist, Christina does what any self-respecting thief would do: hop on a random bus. Unfortunately for her (and everyone else on board), the Doctor happens to pick the same bus. And just as he’s settling in for a nice day of being mysterious, the bus whooshes through a wormhole and ends up stranded on a dead desert planet. Honestly, TfL’s service has really gone downhill.
Cue chaos. The passengers immediately start yelling, blaming each other, and generally acting like reality TV contestants. The Doctor, meanwhile, is delighted — because nothing says “holiday fun” like alien sand and mass hysteria. Christina rolls her eyes, whips out her stolen goblet, and generally proves she’s more competent than half the group combined.
The Doctor does some investigating and discovers:
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The planet used to be lush and thriving.
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Now it’s a wasteland.
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Reason: GIANT FLYING STINGRAYS. These things eat entire worlds, converting them into sand as an all-you-can-devour buffet. The good news? They’re majestic. The bad news? They’re currently eyeing Earth like it’s the dessert course.
Back in London, UNIT is monitoring the wormhole. (Because if weird stuff’s happening, UNIT’s already there with clipboards and military jargon.) The Doctor makes radio contact with them via some conveniently sci-fi tech — and spends half the conversation sassing them.
Meanwhile, on the bus, Christina and the Doctor slowly bond. She’s witty, daring, and more than a little unhinged, which is exactly the Doctor’s type. He’s impressed, though he insists he’s still flying solo. (Translation: “Sorry, you’re fun, but I’m still brooding about Rose/Martha/Donna/trauma.”)
After some sand-diving and stingray-dodging, the Doctor jury-rigs a plan to use the bus itself to fly back through the wormhole. Yes, you read that right: the double-decker sprouts hover tech and sails heroically into the sky like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang’s grumpy cousin. UNIT gawps, passengers cheer, and Londoners presumably wonder if they’ve inhaled too many exhaust fumes.
Christina, ever the adventurer, asks to join the Doctor full-time. And he… says no. Cold. Apparently the TARDIS is now operating a “no jewel thieves allowed” policy. Instead, she escapes UNIT custody with a wink and a smirk, flying off in a stolen zip-line like a bargain-bin Batman. Somewhere in the distance, Sarah Jane is shaking her head.
The episode closes with a spooky psychic warning from two of the passengers: “Your song is ending, Doctor.” Translation: “Tick-tock, Tennant, you’re on borrowed time.”

