Ian's brain ached with confusion. Things had been so simple a few short minutes ago and now... now it was if he understood nothing. He picked up a word of the old man's reply and echoed it automatically. "Ship?"
This seemed to further irritate the old man. "Yes, yes Ship!" Continuing his condescending tone, he noted "This doesn't roll along on wheels, you know."
Next to Ian, Barbara also struggled to understand. "You mean, it moves?"
Susan shrugged off the question. It made sense to her. Why did it make sense to her and not him? "The TARDIS can go anywhere," she stated matter-of-factly.
"TARDIS?" The unfamiliar word further threw Barbara. "I don't understand you Susan."
She tried to explain. "Well I made up the name TARDIS from the initials: Time And Relative Dimension In Space." The lack of comprehension from us seemed to fluster her. "I thought you'd both understand when you saw the different dimensions inside from those outside."
He struggled to understand. "Now let me get this straight," Ian began. "A thing that looks like a police box, standing in a junkyard, it can move anywhere in Time and Space?"
"Yes," Susan replied.
"Quite so," her Grandfather confirmed.
Ian's brain continued to ache.
(45 Years of Doctor Who today. November 23rd, 1963. Loving it!)
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