|"Shut up tardis!"|
"No, you shut up, you're a tardis!"
Here, nerd primer: The TARDIS is the Doctor's time machine on Doctor Who. It's a magic blue box that's bigger on the inside and travels through time. I say magic because, let's face it, Doctor Who contains about as much real science as a Texas science curriculum. I mean, the Doctor is great and all, but Neil deGrasse Tyson isn't exactly on the writing staff.
|Oh don't look at me like that. Your time machine is powered by whimsy|
and was once repaired with tea...TEA! Could you be any Britisher?
|Good thing they didn't go with|
Future Universal Co-orbital
Kinetic Electron Device
|Coburn is also suing the mall Santa for|
toys he says he was promised in 1964.
|It's all about the 'lizabeths...|
"The only ends I wish to accomplish...involve bringing about the public recognition that should by rights always have been his due, of my father James Anthony Coburn's seminal contribution to Doctor Who, and..." wait for it, here come the money part: "...proper lawful recompense to his surviving estate."
-Stef 'Surviving Estate' Coburn
Proper lawful recompense is, of course, a shit load of money. Specifically back royalties for every time the BBC used the TARDIS, mentioned the TARDIS, thought about the TARDIS. Everything: television, books, comics, video games, oh, and just so you don't think Coburn is a dick, you should know that he's also giving the BBC the option to just stop using the TARDIS altogether. What a guy!
|Stef Coburn (center) seen here being related|
to a guy who worked on Doctor Who once.