EXT. LONDON - NIGHT
(CHARACTER 1 and CHARACTER 2 are standing around outside. There has been a DISTBURBANCE somewhat resembling an EARTHQUAKE, or at least a TECHNICIAN SHAKING THE CAMERA.)
What was that?
(gazing up in awe and terror)
Look! Look at the sky!
That was like nothing I've ever been through. What happened?!
(continuing to look up in awe and terror)
Character 1, look at the sky!
I'm so scared! What has happened?
(trembling mit der fear)
Look at the sky!
INT. ANOTHER PART OF LONDON - NIGHT
(CHARACTER 3 and CHARACTER 4 are experiencing the same CAMERA SHAKING.)
(walking over to the window)
That was so weird!
I hope everyone is all right. What's it like outside?
(gazing out in fear and awe)
Oh my. Character 4. Come see. Come look at the sky.
What is it?
(completely improvising at this point because her portion of the script had mustard stains on it)
My god. Look at the sky.
What? Are we okay? What's going on?
(having received the thumbs-up from Russell T. Davies, continues to improvise)
Look. At. The. Sky.
What's happening?! Tell me!
INT. SOMERVILLE, MA - NIGHT
(surprised at finding himself hollering at the TV screen)
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL THAT'S HOLY, JUST DO WHAT SHE SAYS AND LOOK AT THE FUCKING SKY.
[SCENES 4 and 5 OMITTED - SAME AS THE FIRST TWO, ONLY WITH DIFFERENT CHARACTERS]
(Here we have a MONTAGE of the previous EIGHT CHARACTERS all gazing up in AWE and FEAR and WONDER and holy crap I'm gonna WET MYSELF it's so scary. What are they looking at? WHAT DO THEY SEE? OH MY GOD, WHAT DO THEY SEE? The CAMERA slowly PANS UP to reveal the source of their fear... THE COVER OF A BOSTON ALBUM.)
I have to hand it to Russell T. Davies. He's an incredibly talented and sage writer. He has this incredible knack of recognizing formulaic, repetitive situations -- such as, oh, I don't know, people gazing upwards in fear -- and then writing an episode of Doctor Who which features almost nothing but that, for the sole purpose of parodying the formulaic. Where before he would have been happy with just one shot of people out in the street staring up in terror, he now puts in four scenes, chuckling all the livelong day. Where before he'd have just one character comforting another in a moment of uncertainty and impending doom, now he's got no less than three characters comforting three others, often one shot right after the other, right down to the "put right arm around, kiss on forehead" action. One lucky fellow gets to comfort two people at the same time, which would've been surprising except I am rather certain the concept of a threesome is not alien to him.
At any rate, it is perfectly clear to me that Rusty is taking the piss out of his own writing, and going out with a laugh rather than with a rolling of the eyes.
At least, that's what I choose to believe, so don't try and convince me otherwise. I am in heavy denial here.