We have been looking at powerful and emotive speeches and what makes them memorable and moving.
To do this we listened to a number of politicians and actors. One of the performances that we particularly enjoyed was Peter Capaldi. In a recent episode of Doctor Who, he speaks out against war with this rousing attack.
This inspired us to use tone of voice, eye contact and gesture to compose our own speeches. It was a session where we surprised each other with the gravitas of our voices and the emotion we dredged up.
The Doctor: Ah, ah right! And when this war is over, when you have a homeland free from humans, what do you think it’s going to be like? Do you know? Have you thought about it? Have you given it any consideration? Because you’re very close to getting what you want. What’s it going to be like? Paint me a picture. Are you going to live in houses? Do you want people to go to work? Will there be holidays? Oh! Will there be music? Do you think people will be allowed to play violins? Who’s going to make the violins? Well? Oh, you don’t actually know, do you? Because, like every other tantrumming child in history, Bonnie, you don’t actually know what you want. So, let me ask you a question about this brave new world of yours. When you’ve killed all the bad guys, and when it’s all perfect and just and fair, when you have finally got it exactly the way you want it, what are you going to do with the people like you? The troublemakers. How are you going to protect your glorious revolution from the next one?
Clara Z: We’ll win.
The Doctor: Oh, will you? Well, maybe… maybe you will win! But nobody wins for long. The wheel just keeps turning. So, come on. Break the cycle.
Clara Z: Why are you still talking?
The Doctor: Because I want to get you to see, and I’m almost there!
Clara Z: You know what I see, Doctor? A box. A box with everything I need. A 50% chance.
Kate: For us, too.
The Doctor: And we’re off! Fingers on buzzers! Are you feeling lucky? Are you ready to play the game? Who’s going to be quickest? Who’s going to be luckiest?
Kate: This is not a game!
The Doctor: No, it’s not a game, sweetheart, and I mean that most sincerely.
Clara Z: Why are you doing this?
Kate: Yes, I’d quite like to know that, too. You set this up — why?
The Doctor: Because it’s not a game, Kate. This is a scale model of war. Every war ever fought, right there in front of you. Because it’s always the same. When you fire that first shot, no matter how right you feel, you have no idea who’s going to die! You don’t know whose children are going to scream and burn! How many hearts will be broken! How many lives shattered! How much blood will spill until everybody does until what they were always going to have to do from the very beginning — sit down and talk!
( The Doctor clasps his head and sighs with exasperation. )
The Doctor: Listen to me. Listen, I just… I just want you to think. Do you know what thinking is? It’s a fancy word for changing your mind.
Clara Z: I will not change my mind.
The Doctor: Then you will die stupid. Alternatively, you could step away from that box, you can walk right out of that door and you could stand your revolution down.
Clara Z: No! I’m not stopping this, Doctor. I started it. I will not stop it. You think they’ll let me go, after what I’ve done?
The Doctor: You’re all the same, you screaming kids. You know that? “Look at me, I’m unforgiveable.” Well, here’s the unforeseeable. I forgive you… after all you’ve done. I forgive you.
Clara Z: You don’t understand. You will never understand.
The Doctor: I don’t understand? Are you kidding? Me? Of course I understand. You mean, you call this a war? This funny little thing? This is not a war! I fought in a bigger war than you will ever know. I did worse things than you could ever imagine. And when I close my eyes… I hear more screams than anyone could ever be able to count! And do you know what you do with all that pain? Shall I tell you where you put it? You hold it tight… till it burns your hand, and you say this… No-one else will ever have to live like this! No-one else will have to feel this pain! Not on my watch!
( Kate closes the red box )
The Doctor: Thank you. Thank you.
Kate: I’m sorry.
The Doctor: I know. I know, thank you. (turns to Clara Z)Well?
Clara Z: It’s empty, isn’t it? Both boxes. There’s nothing in them… just buttons.
The Doctor: Of course. Do you know how you know that? Because you’ve started to think… like me. It’s hell, isn’t it? No-one should have to think like that. And no-one will. Not on our watch. Gotcha!