MONDO EXTRAS

The Sycorax ask for the leader of this world, and without thinking, Harriet Jones steps forward: "I'm proud to represent this planet." Hero. Caliban, son and scion of the Sycorax, speaks through Alex, right-hand man and their voice. It's about words. The living blue fire bathes them: Harriet Jones, Major Blake, Llewellyn, and Alex. Llewellyn wonders what is happening, and the PM, matter-of-factly, delighting as ever in Llewellyn's trepidation, in knowing more, in her title, says: "I would imagine it's called a teleport." They appear in the Sycorax ship suddenly, a whole parliament of them staring down like the Senate in Star Wars, niches in the wall a thousand miles high. (Well, not a parliament, that's owls. What's ravens? An Unkindness. An Unkindness of Sycorax, staring down.) Caliban steps forward, and they step toward him. He reaches up to his head, and Llewellyn realizes that it's just a helmet: "They might be like us!" Under his helmet, Caliban's head is ten times creepier, like exposed muscle and bone, and blood. "...Or not." For some reason I even like the silly jokes in this episode. Caliban growls and howls and talks dirty.