Clive shows Rose around the shed and gets really chatty about how "sensitive" his top-secret materials are, so he couldn't just send it to her, because it would get "intercepted," but anyway, if you're super-bright and clever and crazy as a shithouse like Clive, you might notice that the Doctor is everywhere: "Political diaries, conspiracy theories, even ghost stories." We'll see several examples of all three this season. What we won't see is how come all the pictures are of Christopher Eccleston, which is the new body. But then, we don't need it, because: time travel. I suppose Rose is lucky she's not in any of the pictures, or else he'd go all Galaxy Quest on her ass. "No first name, no last name. Just 'the Doctor.' Always 'the Doctor.' And the title seems to have been passed down from father to son; it appears to be an inheritance." Clive indicates a picture, and Rose nods that it's her particular version, even though they're all Eccleston. He expands the picture, which is from "the Washington public archive," and we see that it was taken in a crowd in Dealey Plaza 1963. (Good job, Doctor.) Clive shows Rose a picture of a family in April 1912, of the Doctor with a family that randomly cancelled their reservations on the Titanic. There's a sketch of the Doctor in 1883 looking very Byronic "on the coast of Sumatra, on the very day Krakatoa exploded." They keep talking about how it must be a lineage of Doctors, fathers and sons, and then Clive goes dark: "The Doctor is a legend woven throughout history. When disaster comes, he's there. He brings a storm in his wake. And he has one constant companion." Hee! A hot chick or robotic dog, of course! But Clive doesn't know that part: "Death."

Outside the house, where Clive is telling Rose his theories and warning her of horrible dangers, Mickey is being eaten by a spooky garbage can. He's boredly waiting in the Bug, and then notices the bin shuffling around, and when he investigates, he finds it empty. He turns, confused, but his hands are stuck to the bin, and there's a struggle, and the bin is very taffyish and creepy, and finally it opens its lid and yanks Mickey inside. Then it...burps. Not my thing, again. This is all intercut together, but the drama of this edit depends on us caring whether or not Mickey lives or dies (not yet possible) and us not knowing that the Doctor is clearly fucking awesome (impossible from second one).