“Thrown in jail!” Martha couldn’t help feeling indignant; they’d only been trying to help, and this was the thanks they got!
So much for the wonderful, exciting adventures through space and time the Doctor had promised her. This wasn’t anything like she’d expected.
The Doctor was unconcerned.
“Anyone would think you’d never been in a dungeon before.”
“I haven’t, and it wasn’t on my list of things I wanted to experience either. Now what?”
“Don’t fuss; I’ll have us out of here in no time!”
“How? D’you know a locksmith?”
“Don’t need one. I’ve got a sonic screwdriver. Unlocks anything.”