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THE STONES OF BLOOD BY: DAVID FISHER Part Two Original Air Date: 4 November 1978 Running time: 23:53 ROMANA: Help! Help! DE VRIES: Bind him to the stone. MARTHA: Leonard, I don't like this. DE VRIES: It is the will of the Cailleach. MARTHA: It's mrder! DE VRIES: We cannot question the will of the Goddess. MARTHA: Leonard, think. Think what you're doing. DE VRIES: The Cailleach demands blood. MARTHA: She's never demanded a human sacrifice before. DE VRIES: I dare not oppose her will. I dare not. MARTHA: If it's her will, where is she? Why isn't she here? DE VRIES: She will come. MARTHA: Leonard, this man may be missed. He must have friends. Surely, if they inform the police DE VRIES: The Cailleach will have foreseen everything. We must have faith. She will come. ROMANA: Help! Help me, somebody! Help me! DOCTOR: Hello. I hope that Knfe's been properly sterilised. DE VRIES: Blasphemer. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. You can catch all sorts of things off a dirty Knfe, you know. Lockjaw, tetanus, not to mentions staphylococcal infections MARTHA: I'm not going to be a party to this. DOCTOR: Good for you. DE VRIES: Then don't be. DOCTOR: Hold it. Does your Cailleach ride a bicycle? DE VRIES: Bicycle? DOCTOR: Yes. DE VRIES: You'll die with blasphemy on your lips. DOCTOR: It's just that I can see a bicycle approaching, unless I'm very much mistaken. Over here! DOCTOR (OOV.): Help! Over here! EMILIA: Hang on! I'm coming! DOCTOR: Phew. EMILIA: Good grief, man. What are you doing? You'll catch your death of cold. DOCTOR: Well, you know how it is, Professor. I often get tied up in my job. DOCTOR: Careful. EMILIA: Who were those people? They looked as if they were going to cut your throat. DOCTOR: Yes, thank you. Well, I don't think they'd quite made up their minds, but that was definitely one of their options. Why have you come back? EMILIA: I came back to give Romana a flask of tea. Knowing how irresponsible men are, I thought she'd still be waiting for you. DOCTOR: But I thought she was with you. EMILIA: No, she stayed behind to wait for you. DOCTOR: What? Then where is she? ROMANA: Help! Help! Is anybody there? DOCTOR: Romana! Romana! Nothing. EMILIA: I don't want to be alarmist, but if she's lost on the moor, there are several old mine workings. EMILIA: It can be very dangerous in the dark. DOCTOR: Yes, thank you. Ro! Look. EMILIA: Oh, her shoes. DOCTOR: Yes. Romana! EMILIA: Well, the only thing we can do is to organise a search party in the morning. Of course, if we had a dog DOCTOR: Dog! Professor Rumford. May I call you Emilia? Emilia, you're a genius. EMILIA: You have a dog? DOCTOR: Have I got a dog. EMILIA: Oh, that's one of those high frequency whistles, isn't it. DOCTOR: Yeah, something like that. Come on, K9. K9: Master. DOCTOR: Look, I'll try and meet him halfway. You stay here in case Romana comes back. EMILIA: Yes, of course. Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? EMILIA: It's getting rather exciting, isn't it? DOCTOR: What? Yes, yes, of course. Let's hope it doesn't get too exciting, eh? K9: Master. DOCTOR: Shush. What? K9, why don't you bark or something? K9: I'm not programmed to bark, master. DOCTOR: Yes, well, listen, never mind about that. I've got a job for you. Now, you've always wanted to be a bloodhound K9: Negative, master. DOCTOR: Yes, you have. Yes, you have. K9: Negative. DOCTOR: Shush. Now here's your chance. Find Romana. K9: Programme achievable, master. The mistress' scent, blood, tissue type and alpha wave patterns are all recorded in my databanks. DOCTOR: Don't just talk about it, K9, do it. Do it! K9: Getting direction, master. I have the direction, master. DOCTOR: Good dog. Good dog. Well, go. K9: Mistress? ROMANA: Oh, K9, I am pleased to hear you. K9: Fear is unnecessary, mistress. We shall rescue you. The Doctor master is with me. ROMANA: Oh, no! DOCTOR (OOV.): Romana, where are you? ROMANA: Keep away! DOCTOR: What? What are you talking about? ROMANA: K9, watch him. DOCTOR: Stop messing about down there. Here, catch hold of this. ROMANA: Oh no, I'm not giving you a second chance. DOCTOR: Stop messing around down there. Come on, come on. DOCTOR: Come on. ROMANA: You pushed me over the edge. DOCTOR: Me? Never. Come on. Come on. ROMANA: Get away from me! DOCTOR: What's the matter? ROMANA: Who are you? DOCTOR: What? You know very well who I. K9, who am I? Well, go on, K9. Tell her who I am. K9? K9: Cross checking. You are the Doctor master. DOCTOR: There you are. I'm the Doctor. ROMANA: Well if you didn't push me over this cliff, then who did? And believe me, it was no projection. You were solid. Well, it was solid. DOCTOR: What, it looked exactly like me? ROMANA: The image of you. Doctor, the third segment. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: The power to transform objects, or at least their appearance. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Somebody's got it, and they've found a way of utilising its powers. DOCTOR: Right. ROMANA: Well, so what do we do? DOCTOR: Get you a decent pair of shoes. DOCTOR: Better? ROMANA: Yes, thanks. DOCTOR: Still got the tracer. ROMANA: Of course. DOCTOR: Good. I want you to check the stone circle again. ROMANA: What do you think I was doing before you pushed me over the. All right. There was no trace, I promise you. DOCTOR: Well, it's got to be somewhere. ROMANA: Well, it can't be there. DOCTOR: Well, of course it can. How's your interspatial geometry? ROMANA: Well, pretty rusty, but I still don't see how that explains DOCTOR: Good. Come on, let's go then. ROMANA: Do you understand, K9? I mean, how can a thing be in one place and yet not be in that place? ROMANA: If you mean you don't know, why don't you just say so. VIVIEN: Oh, Emilia, don't blame yourself. EMILIA: Oh, I shouldn't have let him go off on his own. I shouldn't have let him go at all. He doesn't know the moor. I should have gone myself. VIVIEN: Someone had to stay here in case the girl came back. EMILIA: And it should have been the Doctor. DOCTOR: Try the tracer again. Now. ROMANA: Yes. Definitely positive. DOCTOR: Yes, that's what I thought. VIVIEN: I'm sure the Doctor's perfectly capable of looking after himself. ROMANA: I'm not sure I'd entirely agree with that remark. EMILIA: Oh! Thank heavens. You're safe. Doctor, she's safe. Good.. what's that? DOCTOR: This is my dog. He's called K9. EMILIA: But he's mechanical! K9: Affirmative. EMILIA: But isn't that rather DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. They're all the rage in Trenton, New Jersey. EMILIA: Oh, really? DOCTOR: Yes. EMILIA: Do you have to have a licence? DOCTOR: No. K9: Negative. VIVIEN: What's that? DOCTOR: Oh, that's just a little gadget. ROMANA: Doctor, it's here. It's definitely here. VIVIEN: What is? DOCTOR: Here somewhere. ROMANA: I still don't understand. DOCTOR: I think I'm beginning to. Professor Rumford, er, Emilia? Come over here. DOCTOR: You've done a lot of research on the circle, haven't you? EMILIA: Oh, naturally. DOCTOR: Legends, folklore, history? EMILIA: Nobody's ever had to question the quality of my research. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. Where do you keep your notes? EMILIA: Oh, back at Miss Fay's cottage. DOCTOR: Would you show them to Romana? EMILIA: Oh, I'd be delighted. DOCTOR: Good. ROMANA: Where are you going, Doctor? DOCTOR: I'm going to see Mister De Vries. ROMANA: What, after what he did to you? DOCTOR: Because of what he did to me. I think that Mister De Vries is a very worried man, and worried men often sing worried songs. Come along, K9. EMILIA: Come on, girls. Back to the cottage. I've got lots of research to show you. Hop on the back. ROMANA: Er, do you mind if I just walked? EMILIA: Oh, nonsense. You may find it rather hard. VIVIEN: It'll be a new experience for you. No need to be afraid. DE VRIES: Where's the bird? Where's the raven? MARTHA: It was here. Perhaps DE VRIES: It's gone! Too late! Cailleach, great Goddess, have mercy! MARTHA: What's that? DE VRIES: Too late! DE VRIES: Get out of here, Martha. As fast as you can. Quick! MARTHA: Leonard, I'm not going to leave you. DE VRIES: Go! K9: Danger, master, danger. DOCTOR: What? K9: Unidentified aliens. DOCTOR: Come on, K9. DOCTOR: dad. Skull smashed to pulp. So much for serving the Cailleach. K9: Master. DOCTOR: What? K9: That is silicon, master. DOCTOR: I wonder where that came from? K9: From whatever attcked those two humans. There is a trail. It leads through here. DOCTOR: Steady, K9. DOCTOR: Shush. DOCTOR: Seems all clear, K9. K9: Master? DOCTOR: Stone. K9? DOCTOR: K9? EMILIA: Here you are, my girl. ROMANA: Oh, thank you. EMILIA: Vivien is making some sausage sandwiches. Nothing like sausage sandwiches when you're working something out. Well now, any problems with the notes? ROMANA: No, no, they're very full. Er, you say here that you've identified the Nine Travellers, our stone circle, as one of the three gorsedds of prophecy. What's a gorsedd? EMILIA: Old Welsh. A gorsedd is a place of augurs, people who foretell the future. ROMANA: Ah. EMILIA: There's an ancient Welsh triad that says, it's a three line poem, umpity, bumpity. Oh, you'll find them in the notes. VIVIEN: The three gorsedds in the island of Britain are the gorsedd of Salisbury in England. EMILIA: And that's Stonehenge, of course. ROMANA: Thank you. VIVIEN: The gorsedd of Bryn Gwyddon in Wales, and the gorsedd of Boscombe Moor in Damnonium. EMILIA: And that's our Nine Travellers. ROMANA: Yes, but why should this particular circle become a place of prophecy, of augury? You say yourself that there are a dozen or more stone circles in this part of the country. EMILIA: If I knew that I'd be professor of megalithic archaeology at Bangor instead of that fool, Idwal Morgan. ROMANA: Er, there is one thing which does strike me as rather curious. Well, until recently, the land the circle stands on has always been owned by a woman. Haven't you noticed? Lady Montcalm, Senora Camara, Mrs Trefusis. And if you go further back, right in the Middle Ages, it came under the control of the Mother Superior of the Convent of the Little Sisters of Saint Gudula. VIVIEN: What does that prove? Lots of convents and monasteries owned enormous areas of land in the Middle Ages. ROMANA: Yes, but here it was women. All women. VIVIEN: What are you suggesting, Romana? Some kind of sisterhood that's been worshipping these stones for, when was the convent founded? Twelfth century, wasn't it? For seven hundred odd years? That's a little bit hard to believe, isn't it? ROMANA: What other explanation is there? VIVIEN: What about Mister De Vries? He doesn't quite qualify as a head of a sisterhood. ROMANA: Well maybe he's not really the head. This convent, does it still exist? EMILIA: Oh, good heavens, no. And it was a man who saw to that, Henry the Eighth. It went the way of all flesh with the dissolution of the monasteries. ROMANA: What about the convent records? VIVIEN: Oh, I should think they were destroyed. EMILIA: Some of them could still be at the hall. ROMANA: The hall? What hall? EMILIA: Mister De Vries' house. It was built in 1572 on the old site of the convent. ROMANA: Well, let's go and take a look. What are we waiting for? EMILIA: Oh, good girl! That's the spirit. No time like the present. Get my bike, Vivien. ROMANA: Er. VIVIEN: Romana can borrow mine. You won't be needing me with you, will you? EMILIA: No. Keep a good fre burning in case the Doctor comes back. Ah, here we are. ROMANA: What's that? VIVIEN: A policeman's truncheon. Last year when she went to lecture in New York, she took it with her in case she got mugged. ROMANA: And did she get mugged? VIVIEN: No. She got arrested for carrying an offensive wapon. EMILIA (OOV.): Come along, Romana. Tally-ho! EMILIA: Great Scott! What's happened? Who can have done this? ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Shush. ROMANA: Oh, K9, what have they done to you? EMILIA: Oh, poor little fellow. Is he badly hurt? DOCTOR: I'll know in a moment. K9: (feeble) I did my best, master, but it was so strong. DOCTOR: What was it? K9: Silicon based, globulin deficient. DOCTOR: What? K9: Too strong. DOCTOR: Globulin deficient. ROMANA: Is he all right? DOCTOR: His entire circuit's nearly all burnt out. ROMANA: Yes, but is it repairable? K9: Initial damage report suggests not, mistress. Advise cannibalisation of reusable parts. DOCTOR: Oh, nonsense, K9, nonsense. We're not going to turn you into scrap yet, are we, Romana? ROMANA: What can we do? DOCTOR: His only chance is an entire circuit regeneration. How can we do that in time to save him? It might be kinder to remove the cerebral core now. ROMANA: Oh no. If we remove the cerebral core, he's finished. DOCTOR: What can we do? ROMANA: A molecular sab. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: Is the TARDIS fitted with a molecular sab? DOCTOR: Yes, of course it was. All Type Forty's were. ROMANA: I thought so. We had a lecture once at the Academy. If I link up the molecular sab to the circuit frequency modulator DOCTOR: Brilliant! ROMANA: You really think so? DOCTOR: What? Well, I mean, it's quite ingenious. Anyway, it's worth a try. ROMANA: Anything's worth a try. Look at him, he's on his last legs. DOCTOR: Right. You get him back to the TARDIS and connect him up. I'll stay here with the Professor and look for those bodies. ROMANA: Right. EMILIA: Bodies? What bodies? DOCTOR: De Vries and the woman. They've been k*lled by that creature. You heard what K9 said. EMILIA: Creature? DOCTOR: It's globulin deficient. EMILIA: Globulin? What's globulin? DOCTOR: It's a protein found in blood plasma. The creature that kills them lives on blood. CAILLEACH: Ogri, Ogri, you shall do my bidding. Do you hear, Ogri? Do you hear? DOCTOR: Anything? EMILIA: Nothing prior to 1700. You? DOCTOR: Nothing. I've searched the whole house. Completely empty. No secret passages, no hidden rooms, nothing. It's got to be here, though. EMILIA: What has? DOCTOR: Well, the Cailleach. EMILIA: Oh, the witch hag? DOCTOR: Yes. EMILIA: It's only a legend. DOCTOR: Yes, I know. And so was Troy until dear old Schliemann dug it up. Morrigu, Cerridwen, call her what you like. In four thousand years I expect she's had quite a few names, but where is she? Hmm? No statues, no images, no pictures. Of course! The missing paintings! They must be here somewhere. EMILIA: I don't see why the paintings are so important. DOCTOR: What? Then why have they been hidden? Tell me that. Why have they been hidden? Beware of the birds, he said. The raven and the crow. The raven and the crow. Birds! EMILIA: Where? What? DOCTOR: Phew. EMILIA: Oh, jumping Joshua. A priest hole. DOCTOR: Well, certainly. The place is old enough. Come on! EMILIA: Wait for me, Doctor! DOCTOR (OOV.): Now mind these stairs. (bump.) DOCTOR: Look. Lady Montcalm, painted by Allan Ramsay. EMILIA: Good grief, I don't believe it. DOCTOR: Lady Montcalm, Senora Camara, Mrs Trefusis. EMILIA: I know that face. DOCTOR: So you should. It's your friend, Miss Fay. ROMANA: Oh, you scared the life out of me. VIVIEN: Did I? I'm so sorry. ROMANA: Look. VIVIEN: Oh, is there something going on in the circle? Strange. Let's take a look, shall we? ROMANA: Vivien, what are you doing? You're hurting me. VIVIEN: Hurry! ROMANA: What's going on? ROMANA: What are you doing?	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x10 - The Stones of Blood - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
THE STONES OF BLOOD BY: DAVID FISHER Part Three Original Air Date: 11 November 1978 Running time: 24:27 EMILIA: She never told me she was related to the Montcalm family. DOCTOR: She isn't. She is the Montcalm family, and the Trefusis family and the Camara family. And no doubt she's the managing director of the firm that owns the circle now. These three portraits are of the same person. EMILIA: But look at the dates. There's a hundred and fifty years. DOCTOR: So? What's a hundred and fifty years when you've been around for more than four thousand? EMILIA: You mean? DOCTOR: Yes. She's the Cailleach. DOCTOR: Run. Come on. Quick. EMILIA: I never thought we'd get out of there alive. DOCTOR: Come on, we're not clear yet. On you go. DOCTOR: Fascinating, isn't it? EMILIA: Doctor, did I understand you correctly? That thing is made of stone? DOCTOR: Yes, and it's closing on us fast. EMILIA: But it's impossible! DOCTOR: No, it isn't. We're standing still. EMILIA: I meant a silicon based lifeform is unknown, unheard of, impossible. DOCTOR: Maybe it doesn't realise that. EMILIA: Doctor? DOCTOR: What is it, what is it? EMILIA: In the cause of science, I think it our duty to capture that creature. DOCTOR: How? Have you any plans? EMILIA: We could track it to its lair. DOCTOR: Come on! EMILIA: We're trapped! EMILIA: I know you're under considerable strain, Doctor, but please keep a grip on yourself. DOCTOR: Ole! EMILIA: Is it dad, do you suppose? DOCTOR: How do you kll a stone? Let's go and find it's mistress, shall we? Come on. DOCTOR: There's no need to wear a mask for our sake, Miss Fay. EMILIA: Vivien, what's going on? He says you're the Cailleach. VIVIEN: I've been so many things, Emilia, for so many years. DOCTOR: Well, it's all over now, Miss Fay. VIVIEN: Oh, not really, Doctor. You see, I've got Romana. DOCTOR: Where is she? VIVIEN: Where you'll never be able to find her. Oh, she's perfectly safe. No need to worry, so long as you leave me in peace. DOCTOR: Ah, well, you see, I can't do that, Miss Fay, because you've got something that I need, you see. VIVIEN: I wouldn't come too close if I were you, Doctor. DOCTOR: Oh, absolute nonsense. DOCTOR: Oh! Static electrical charge. That's a very primitive forcefield. VIVIEN: It's still very effective. Don't worry about Romana, Doctor. I should worry about yourself if I were you. DOCTOR: Why? VIVIEN: Count the stones, Doctor. Beware the Ogri. EMILIA: Extraordinary. What did she mean about the stones? DOCTOR: Three of the stones are missing. EMILIA: Missing? What's happened to them? DOCTOR: One went over the cliff, remember? EMILIA: Oh, you mean that thing was one of the stones? DOCTOR: Yes. She called them the Ogri. Ogri. Of course! The Ogri. How silly of me. EMILIA: Ogri? DOCTOR: Yes, from Ogros, their home planet. That's in Tau Ceti. Repulsive place covered in great swamps full of amino acids, primitive proteins which they feed on by absorption. Hence their need of globulin EMILIA: What do you mean? DOCTOR: Which is the nearest equivalent on Earth, hence the blood sacrificed on the stones. Anyway, you know all about the Ogri on Earth. EMILIA: Huh? You said there were three of these things. DOCTOR: That's right. EMILIA: Here. DOCTOR: Gog, Magog, Ogres. They can't be far away. Anyway, you and I have got work to do. Listen. Do you by any chance have any tritium crystals? EMILIA: Crystals? DOCTOR: Yes, tritium crystals. Tritium crystals. EMILIA: Oh, but Doctor, what about Vivien? What about Romana? DOCTOR: Professor, listen. You go back to the cottage and see if you can find any crystals. I'll go back to my TARDIS and see if I can pick up a few things. EMILIA: Yes, but where have they disappeared to? How are we going to find them? DOCTOR: Professor, I don't know. That's why I need the crystals. EMILIA: These are the only crystals I could find apart from a packet of Epsom salts. DOCTOR: Mmm. Well done, Professor. I knew she must have them somewhere, it's the only way she could power that wand of hers. DOCTOR: Yes. EMILIA: I still don't understand where Romana and Vivien are. DOCTOR: Hyperspace. EMILIA: Hyperspace? K9: Hyperspace is an extension to the special theory of relativity propounded by Einstein. Einstein's theory states DOCTOR: Now, now, K9. K9, don't overstrain your databanks. You're not fully recovered yet. K9: Circuitry regeneration seventy five percent completed. DOCTOR: Yes, well, didn't I give you some calculations to be getting on with? K9: Calculations cannot be completed until you have finished constructing the equipment. DOCTOR: All right, all right. Why don't you stop interrupting me and let me get on with it then? He's a terrible old gasbag. EMILIA: I still don't understand about hyperspace. DOCTOR: Well, who does? K9: I do. DOCTOR: Oh, shut up, K9. It's all to do with interspatial geometry. EMILIA: Oh, I never studied that. DOCTOR: Well, I'm not surprised. They gave up teaching it two thousand years ago, even on Gallifrey. EMILIA: Oh, I beg your pardon? DOCTOR: Here. Look, how can I explain? Listen, Einstein's Special Theory of Relativity said EMILIA: Said that you cannot travel in space faster than the speed of light, because the speed of light is a limiting factor. If you travelled more than a hundred and eighty thousand miles per second, you'd encounter the time distortion effect. DOCTOR: Yes. Yes, well, he was nearly right. EMILIA: In fact, you'd arrive at your destination before you'd left your starting point. DOCTOR: Yes. Absurd, isn't it? EMILIA: Oh, I don't know. DOCTOR: I always thought it was fun, myself. I did try to explain the realities to poor old Albert, but he would insist that he knew best. EMILIA: Oh, they're all the same, these physicists. Oh, sorry. DOCTOR: No, that's all right. I mean, apart from space warping, which he couldn't possibly understand, there is a theoretical way of avoiding the time distort. EMILIA: Is there really? DOCTOR: Yes. Just pass me that screwdriver, will you? Yes, you operate in a different dimension, you see, in another kind of space. EMILIA: Otherwise, hyperspace. DOCTOR: Yes. EMILIA: But I still don't know where Romana and Vivien are. DOCTOR: Listen. They're still in the circle, or whatever occupies that space in the other dimension. EMILIA: Oh, I see. DOCTOR: Good. Perhaps you'll explain it to me sometime when you've got a few minutes to spare. EMILIA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? EMILIA: May I ask you a personal question? DOCTOR: Well, I don't see how I can stop you asking. EMILIA: Are you from outer space? DOCTOR: No. EMILIA: Oh. DOCTOR: I'm more from what you'd call inner time. EMILIA: Ah. DOCTOR: Yes, well, never mind about that now. K9, what do you think of this? Hmm? Well? K9: The theory appears to be ingenious. DOCTOR: Yes, but will it work? K9: Affirmative. It will be effective on a setting of point naught naught three seven on the hyperspace scale. DOCTOR: What, only on that end of the scale? K9: Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: That means it'll burn out the circuits in about ten and a half seconds flat. K9: Correction, master. Circuits will burn out after thirty one point two seven seconds. DOCTOR: Thirty one point two seven. Is that long enough to get me into hyperspace? K9: Insufficient data, master. Answer depends upon where in hyperspace and what is there when you arrive. DOCTOR: Thank you very much, K9. K9: Actual area of transportation beam will be small. It is imperative, therefore, that you mark your point of entry on arrival in order to facilitate finding it again for return. DOCTOR: Good point, K9. Thank you. Come on, Emilia. I need your help. K9, let's go see if this works. DOCTOR: Now, you understand what you've got to do? EMILIA: I think so. Switch on, and then wait until the needle points on the dial to oh oh three seven, then throw that lever. DOCTOR: Right. Now remember, you've only got thirty seconds and then pow! EMILIA: Pow? DOCTOR: Yes. Pow. Pow. Pow is a technical expression, Professor. It means that all the microcircuitry will fuse into one great urgh of molten metal. EMILIA: Yes, but what happens if the Ogri come back while you're wherever you'll be? DOCTOR: Ah, well that's where K9 comes in. You see, he'll generate a forcefield a touch more sophisticated than Miss Fay's, and that should keep them out for a while. EMILIA: For how long? K9: My power packs will be drained in approximately seventeen minutes, thirty one point eight six seconds. DOCTOR: There you are. Now, if they should break through, run as if something very nasty were after you, because something very nasty will be after you. EMILIA: Yeah, but what about you? DOCTOR: Don't worry about me. I'll be doing plenty of that in any case. EMILIA: Yes, but how will you get back? DOCTOR: You just switch on for thirty seconds, say, every half hour. EMILIA: If you think that'll work. DOCTOR: Well, of course it'll work and even if it doesn't work, what does it matter? You know what they say about hyperspace. EMILIA: No. DOCTOR: They say it's a theoretical absurdity, and that's something I've always wanted to be lost in. Ready? Now switch on. EMILIA: Er, oh oh two two, oh oh three three, oh oh three seven DOCTOR: Now! DOCTOR: Switch off! Switch off! EMILIA: Oh, did I do something wrong? K9: There is an error in the circuitry. You are not to blame. DOCTOR: All right, all right, all right. We're not all programmed for perfection, you know. Ah, there's the fault. K9: Danger. Ogri approaching from south-southwest. EMILIA: I can't see. K9: Two Ogri approaching from south-southwest. DOCTOR: Nearly finished. There, that should do it. Let's hope it works this time. K9: Ogri fifty metres and closing. DOCTOR: Now remember, do exactly as you did last time. EMILIA: Ready? DOCTOR: Yes. K9: Ogri forty metres and closing. EMILIA: Oh oh three seven. Holding. K9: Ogri twenty eight metres and closing. DOCTOR: Now! EMILIA: K9! DOCTOR: Romana? Romana? DOCTOR: All change at Venus for the Brighton line. ROMANA: Very funny. Where have you been? What's happening? Where am I? DOCTOR: Well, in strict order of asking, busy, nothing, hyperspace. Your friend doesn't look too well. What happened to you? ROMANA: Well, I don't know, exactly. All I remember is Vivien Fay coming up behind me then waking up here. ROMANA: What do you mean, hyperspace? It can't be. DOCTOR: Why not? ROMANA: Well, hyperspace is a theoretical absurdity. Everybody knows that. DOCTOR: Yes, except, apparently, the people who built this ship four thousand years ago. It's a hyperspace vessel. ROMANA: That's ridiculous. DOCTOR: Come on. ROMANA: Even granting the hyperspace hypothesis, Doctor, what about deceleration? How do you decelerate an infinite mass? Anyway, where is this ship? Why can't it be seen from Earth? DOCTOR: There's your answer. ROMANA: That's only few feet from the circle. Why can't it be seen? DOCTOR: Because it exists in a different kind of space from the circle. ROMANA: In hyperspace, not in ordinary four dimensional space. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Well, why has it stopped here? DOCTOR: Maybe it ran out of fuel. ROMANA: Are you sure this thing's been here for four thousand years? DOCTOR: Why? ROMANA: Well, look at the cabin and the controls. They're like new. DOCTOR: Perhaps someone's been spring cleaning. ROMANA: Vivien Fay? DOCTOR: Yeah. Romana. Romana, there's plenty of fuel. The drive unit's still working. ROMANA: Well, maybe it ran aground. DOCTOR: On what? ROMANA: Who knows what's in hyperspace. DOCTOR: Yes. We'd better search the ship. The third segment must be here somewhere, to say nothing of our friend Miss Fay. ROMANA: Well, where do we start? It looks rather big, don't you think? K9: Power depleted. Cannot hold much longer. EMILIA: Where's that Dunkirk spirit? Never say die. K9: I never do say die, but I cannot hold. EMILIA: Nothing. There's no one there. EMILIA: K9? Are you all right, K9? Oh, what's happening? Look at the Ogri. They're going. They're giving up. K9: Assumption incorrect. They are going. That is not to say they are giving up. EMILIA: Oh, I thought you were. Are you all right, K9? K9: Power exhausted. EMILIA: Can you recharge yourself? K9: Affirmative, given time. EMILIA: Do you think they'll come back? K9: Affirmative. Suspect they have gone away to recharge. EMILIA: Recharge? But how? K9: With globulin. EMILIA: Oh, that means finding more blood. K9: Affirmative. EMILIA: It means they're going to kll somebody. MAN: Hey, Pat. Pat! PAT: What's up? MAN: Come and have a look at this. You won't believe it. PAT: What is it? Where did they come from? MAN: Don't know. They weren't here last night. PAT: Perhaps it's a joke. Perhaps someone from the Wheatsheaf dumped them here during the night. MAN: How? They must weigh tons. PAT: I suppose they are real rock, not just fakes. MAN: What's the matter? PAT: My hand! My hand! I ROMANA: Do you think there could be anything alive in any of these? DOCTOR: What, after four thousand years? I shouldn't think so. Mind you, I'll tell you something. If there is anything still alive, it'll be furious at all the delay. Oh! ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: You know, I think this must have been a convict ship. ROMANA: Look, the seal on that door's a different colour from the rest. DOCTOR: First class in hyperspace? ROMANA: What does it say? DOCTOR: I don't know. I can't read the script. Probably just says, do not open, penalty fifty pounds. ROMANA: Anything there? DOCTOR: Can't see. ROMANA: Well, what shall we do? DOCTOR: Open it. ROMANA: Right. ROMANA: What's that? DOCTOR: I don't know. MEGARA: It is not permitted to touch the Megara. DOCTOR: I beg your pardon. I beg your pardon. What's the Megara? ROMANA: I don't know. MEGARA: We are the Megara. We are justice machines. ROMANA: Justice machines? MEGARA: We are the law. MEGARA 2: Judge, jury and executioner. MEGARA: Once we have arrived at our verdict MEGARA 2: We execute it MEGARA: Without fear or favour MEGARA 2: Impartially. DOCTOR: Well, it's a great relief to know that the law is in such capable hands. We have to be going now. ROMANA: What's the matter? DOCTOR: Never mind, just keep moving. MEGARA: Stop. Turn around. Do not move. MEGARA 2: Which of you removed the Great Seals? DOCTOR: I did. I feared for your safety. MEGARA: He meant well. MEGARA 2: But the law clearly states that no one may remove the seals without authorisation. The penalty is death. MEGARA: Where is your authorisation? DOCTOR: I'm sorry, I didn't realise I needed authorisation. You see, I'm a stranger here myself. But I promise I'll never break any other seals without authorisation ever. MEGARA: Contrition is to be accounted in the accused favour. MEGARA 2: Ignorance of the law is not. MEGARA: I will undertake his defence. MEGARA 2: I think you should advise your client that there is little likelihood of clemency. MEGARA: I will so advise him. He has gone! MEGARA 2: Further proof of guilt. MEGARA: No matter. None can escape the Megara. EMILIA: I can't see those creatures anywhere. Are you recharged yet? K9: Negative. Recharging incomplete. It is time to switch on the beam again. EMILIA: Oh yes, you're right. Oh well, anyway, we haven't got those creatures breathing down our necks. Here goes. EMILIA: Vivien! K9: Do not touch that machine, Miss Fay, otherwise I will be forced to stun you. VIVIEN: Ha, you haven't enough power left in you to strike a match. See what I mean? EMILIA: Vivien VIVIEN: No, Emilia, don't make me kll you. EMILIA: No, they can't get back if you VIVIEN (OOV.): Ogri, come. I command you. ROMANA: Doctor, they're still following us. DOCTOR: What do you expect? They're justice machines. Come on. X marks the spot. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: The projector Professor Rumford's using has got a very small spread. If we're not in exactly the right place when she switches on, we'll never get back. Come on, Professor. ROMANA: Nothing. Doctor, behind us. Look! VIVIEN: Too late now, Doctor. I've destroyed your pitiful little machine. There's no way out for you. You're trapped in hyperspace forever. Bwahahahahahahaha!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x11 - The Stones of Blood - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
THE STONES OF BLOOD BY: DAVID FISHER Part Four Original Air Date: 18 November 1978 Running time: 23:07 VIVIEN: Ogri, come. MEGARA: Do not harm our prisoner. VIVIEN: Ogri, stop. The Megara. DOCTOR: Mmm. Are they friends of yours? VIVIEN: Did you break the seals? DOCTOR: Well, yes, I'm afraid I did. MEGARA: Silence. He is ours. He is ours. Afterwards, you may have him. DOCTOR: Oh, no, no, please, don't rush on my account. I'm so sorry to disappoint you. MEGARA 2: The prisoner has been tried and sentenced in his absence. The sentence will now be carried out. DOCTOR: What sentence? MEGARA 2: The sentence is death. You are to be excuted immediately. VIVIEN: Oh, may I watch? You don't mind, do you, Doctor? DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, no. Please, be my guest. I wouldn't want you to miss my execution. MEGARA 2: Prepare for dissolution. DOCTOR: Objection! MEGARA 2: On what grounds? DOCTOR: How can there possibly be a sentence when there hasn't been a trial. MEGARA 2: There has been a trial. DOCTOR: There has been a trial. There has? MEGARA: I defended you. MEGARA 2: I was judge. You were found guilty. DOCTOR: But I wasn't there. MEGARA 2: Immaterial. Your counsel was. He was most eloquent on your behalf. DOCTOR: I demand the right to defend myself. MEGARA 2: Not permitted. DOCTOR: Why not? MEGARA: You are a humanoid and therefore quite incapable of appreciating the subtleties of the law. DOCTOR: Machine law. MEGARA 2: But of course. There is no other law. DOCTOR: Ah. I see. Just a minute. MEGARA: As your counsel, my advice to you is to submit to execution. So much easier in the end. DOCTOR: I wish to appeal against my sentence. MEGARA 2: There are no grounds. DOCTOR: How do you know? You haven't heard my case yet. VIVIEN: Your Honours, surely you're not going to allow yourselves to be persuaded by this criminal? MEGARA 2: Who are you? Identify yourself to the court. VIVIEN: Vivien Fay. ROMANA: She's the reason why we're here. MEGARA 2: Are you saying that Vivien Fay broke the seals? ROMANA: No, but what I'm saying MEGARA 2: Then your evidence is immaterial. MEGARA: And incompetent. MEGARA 2: Attempts to influence the bench are punishable by death. MEGARA: Article twenty three of the legal code, subsection seventeen. DOCTOR: Ahem. Could we get back to my appeal, please? MEGARA 2: In accordance with article fourteen of the legal code, subsection one three five, this humanoid's execution is stayed for two hours while we graciously consent to hear his appeal. Afterwards, the execution will take place as ordered. DOCTOR: Your Honours are too kind. VIVIEN: I demand that you execute him now. MEGARA 2: You are out of order. DOCTOR: Ha! EMILIA: Oh, thank heavens. Are you better, dear? K9: Thank you, Professor Rumford. EMILIA: Can you move? K9: Mobility impaired, but databanks recharged. EMILIA: What are we going to do? Vivien smashed the machine. K9: Reconstruct it. With your help, it shouldn't be difficult. EMILIA: With my help? I'm an archaeologist, not an engineer. K9: You will work under my direction. EMILIA: Oh. ROMANA: You must tell the Megara we're Time Lords. DOCTOR: I just don't ROMANA: Tell them! DOCTOR: I don't think, I don't think it would do any good. They're justice machines, remember? I knew a Galactic Federation once, lots of different lifeforms so they appointed a justice machine to administer the law. ROMANA: What happened? DOCTOR: They found the Federation in contempt of court and blew up the entire galaxy. MEGARA 2: The court has considered the request of the humanoid, hereinafter known as the Doctor. In order to speed up the process of law, it will graciously permit him to conduct his own appeal, prior to his execution. DOCTOR: Thank you, Your Honour. MEGARA 2: You may call your first witness. DOCTOR: I call as my first witness, Miss Romanadvoratrelundar. ROMANA: Me? DOCTOR: Hmm. ROMANA: But I'm not a witness. MEGARA 2: The witness will take the stand and be sworn in. The witness will repeat the oath. I swear to tell the truth. Repeat. ROMANA: I swear to tell the truth. MEGARA 2: As far as I, a mere humanoid ROMANA: As far as I. Look, I object to the wording. MEGARA 2: Contempt is punishable by death. DOCTOR: Your Honours, I'm sure that my witness wishes to withdraw that last remark, don't you. MEGARA 2: Do you? ROMANA: As far as I, a mere humanoid MEGARA 2: Am capable of knowing the truth. ROMANA: Am capable of knowing the truth. ROMANA: What's that? MEGARA: It assesses the level of truth. ROMANA: Oh. What happens if the level falls? MEGARA: That would be most regrettable, Miss Romanadvoratrelundar. DOCTOR: Miss Dvoratrelundar, when we opened the hyperspace capsules, what did we find inside? ROMANA: dad things. DOCTOR: dad things? ROMANA: Well, bodies of dad creatures. dad travellers, I suppose. DOCTOR: And when we found the hyperspace capsule in which their Honours were travelling, could you see what was inside? ROMANA: No. DOCTOR: What did you think was inside? ROMANA: I didn't know. It could have been anything. DOCTOR: What, even creatures still alive? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: No further questions. MEGARA 2: The witness is excused. EMILIA: How's that, K9? K9: You have now linked the alpha circuit to the sine interphase. EMILIA: I have? Is that all right? K9: Affirmative. EMILIA: Oh, it's not so difficult after all. K9: Continue. DOCTOR: Your Honours, I call as my second witness Miss Vivien Fay. VIVIEN: But I'm not a witness. DOCTOR: That's for their Honours to decide. I call Miss Fay. VIVIEN: But I'm not a witness. I didn't see anything. I don't know anything. DOCTOR: I call Miss Fay. VIVIEN: No! MEGARA 2: Once you have been called, you must appear. It is the law. DOCTOR: Ha! Ha! VIVIEN: But I know nothing, your Honour MEGARA 2: It is the law. VIVIEN: Ogri. ROMANA: I see what you mean about the galaxy. VIVIEN: I will take the oath. ROMANA: What are you up to, Doctor? DOCTOR: Trying to find out who she really is. ROMANA: Is that important? DOCTOR: Well, it might just save my life. MEGARA 2: Repeat. ROMANA: What do you mean? DOCTOR: Why else do you think the Megara are here? VIVIEN: I swear. ROMANA: You mean they're after Miss Fay? DOCTOR: Well, who else has been around for four thousand years? It's got to be Miss Fay. ROMANA: Why don't they just arrest her? DOCTOR: Because they're justices, not policemen. ROMANA: Ah. I suppose those poor creatures back there were the police. DOCTOR: Yes. It's a pity they're also dad. ROMANA: Well, if this is a police vessel, then surely they must have a description of her. An identification, voice print DOCTOR: Shush. All the Megara will have is a name on the charge sheet. ROMANA: There must be something incriminating in her cottage. I'll try and get back somehow. DOCTOR: Good girl. ROMANA: Can you keep it going here? DOCTOR: Yes, but not for long. MEGARA: Doctor, we are waiting. DOCTOR: I beg your pardon, your Honours. I was consulting with my associate. VIVIEN: Where's that girl going? She has no right leaving the court without the judge's permission. DOCTOR: Oh come, what does it matter where she goes. As we all know, no one can escape the Megara. Am I not right, your Honour? MEGARA 2: Proceed with the questioning, Doctor. Your execution is long overdue. DOCTOR: Yes, thank you. I request that this witness be attached to the truth assessor. MEGARA: Unnecessary. DOCTOR: What? But why? The previous witness was attached to the assessor. MEGARA: Because she was present when the seals to our compartment was broken. This witness was not. DOCTOR: I demand that this witness be treated in exactly the same way as the previous one. MEGARA 2: Demand? DOCTOR: Request, then. MEGARA 2: Request denied. Proceed, Doctor. ROMANA: If only Vivien Fay hadn't broken that machine. EMILIA: Perhaps I ought to check the wiring. I may have joined something up wrong. K9: I was superintending the work. EMILIA: Just the same. K9: Danger, danger. ROMANA: Run, Professor, run. DOCTOR: I submit most respectfully that your Honours are in error. MEGARA 2: Error? Impossible. MEGARA: We are programmed against the possibility of error. DOCTOR: But you have ruled that this witness need not be attached to the assessor because she wasn't present when the seals of your capsule were broken. MEGARA: Correct. DOCTOR: How do you know that? MEGARA: Because we did not see her when we emerged. DOCTOR: That is not proof. MEGARA: Do you now say she was there? DOCTOR: No, no, I don't say that. I say that she will never tell us anything approaching the truth unless she is forced to. I don't think that she'd even tell us her real name, except from fear of the assessor. VIVIEN: Your Honours, may a mere humanoid offer a suggestion? MEGARA 2: If you must. VIVIEN: If it will facilitate the proceedings, may I say that I have no objection to the assessor. Attach me to it if you wish. Ask me if I broke the seals. I will answer truthfully. ROMANA: K9, stay on guard. Now, Professor, you stayed here. You spent a lot of time in her company. Is there any part of the house where she didn't like you to go? Anywhere or anything she kept locked? MEGARA 2: Are you ready, Miss Fay? VIVIEN: Ready, your Honours. MEGARA 2: You will answer my questions truthfully. Should you lie, the assessor will register the degree of untruth and react accordingly. You understand? VIVIEN: I understand, your Honours. MEGARA 2: The question is, did you or did you not remove the seals from the official compartment in which my colleague and I were travelling? VIVIEN: I did not. MEGARA: A reading of zero point six on the scale is registered. DOCTOR: What does that mean? MEGARA 2: An answer within the legal definition of truth. DOCTOR: Are you sure? MEGARA: We do not make mistakes. DOCTOR: How do you know? You've been locked in that capsule for four thousand years! Even the finest piece of machinery deteriorates after that time. Rust, dust, pieces of fluff. Think how you'd feel if you condemn an innocent humanoid to death just because you got a bit of fluff stuck in your sprocket wheel or whatever it is you've got in there. MEGARA: Living cells. A microcellular metallic organism. MEGARA 2: We are bio-machines. MEGARA: Incapable of error. DOCTOR: Very well. If you're so perfect, test yourselves, I dare you. Ask her her real name. MEGARA 2: Irrelevant. MEGARA: Irrational. MEGARA 2: You broke the seals without proper authorisation, the penalty for which offence is execution. DOCTOR: I thought you were on my side. MEGARA: I am. You are my client. DOCTOR: Great lawyer you've turned out to be. MEGARA: I have your interests at heart. I do not wish you to suffer unduly. I will plead with my colleague for a swift, painless death for you. MEGARA 2: Your plea is granted. MEGARA: You see, Doctor? Justice can be merciful. You may step down, Miss Fay. VIVIEN: Thank you, your Honours. MEGARA: Proceed with the execution immediately. DOCTOR: Objection! MEGARA 2: To what are you objecting this time? DOCTOR: I haven't finished presenting my case yet. I have another witness I wish to call. MEGARA: But there are no other witnesses here. DOCTOR: You're wrong, your Honour. There's one other witness I can call. MEGARA: Who? DOCTOR: You. EMILIA: Oh, it's hopeless. We don't even know what we're looking for. Perhaps we've seen it without realising it. Perhaps it's at the hall. Found anything, K9? K9: Negative, Professor. ROMANA (OOV.): Citric acid! EMILIA: What? ROMANA: Lemon juice. EMILIA: I know what citric acid is. ROMANA: Look at these cookery books. Some of the recipes are marked, and some are crossed out. EMILIA: Well, she crossed out things she didn't like. ROMANA: Like recipes containing citric acid. EMILIA: She was allergic to lemon juice. ROMANA: She said that? EMILIA: Yes. She wouldn't touch lemon tea or lager and lime ROMANA: Anything else? EMILIA: Er, grapefruit, oranges EMILIA: Avocados, certain kinds of meat. Don't see what you're getting at. ROMANA: Have you ever wondered why the Ogri don't attck her? I mean, why should she be safe? EMILIA: Perhaps they don't fancy her blood. ROMANA: Precisely. Which means that Vivien Fay has a different metabolism to Earth-born humans. K9, with a metabolism like that, what kind of planet does she come from? K9: Referring to memory banks, mistress. ROMANA: Think, Professor, think. Any little thing could give us a clue. Is there anything you can remember? MEGARA: We are justice machines. MEGARA 2: Judge. MEGARA: Jury. MEGARA 2: Executioner. MEGARA: We cannot be called to give evidence. DOCTOR: Why not? Why not? I only want to put my counsel on the stand. There's nothing in the law that says I can't do that, is there? Well, is there? MEGARA 2: According to our databanks, the law does not actually specify that the accused may not call his own counsel. DOCTOR: Very well, I call the Megara! MEGARA 2: But it is most unorthodox indeed. It may be grounds for a charge of contempt of court. DOCTOR: I shall of course, your Honour, dispense with the oath. MEGARA 2: You certainly will. The Megara cannot lie. DOCTOR: Well, that's handy. Why were you sealed in your capsule? MEGARA: Because we are justice machines travelling on judicial business. DOCTOR: Travelling to where? MEGARA: Diplos, a G class planet in Tau Ceti. DOCTOR: What was the nature of your business? MEGARA: To try a humanoid criminal. DOCTOR: Ah. A female humanoid criminal? ROMANA: It has to be a G class planet in Tau Ceti. K9: There are two other possibilities, mistress. ROMANA: Both incapable of supporting any form of humanoid life. Besides, the planet Ogros, the home of the Ogri, is in the same star system. EMILIA: Talking of the Ogri, what happened to our friend? K9: Ogri approaching. ROMANA: How close, K9? ROMANA: Come on, let's get out of here! DOCTOR: Of what crime had the female humanoid been accused? MEGARA: mrder, and the removal and misuse of the Great Seal of Diplos. DOCTOR: Ah. And did the Great Seal of Diplos, by any chance, have any special powers? MEGARA: It has the powers of transmutation, transformation and the establishing of hyperspatial and temporal coordinates. DOCTOR: Ha. Exactly as I thought. MEGARA 2: Is this relevant? DOCTOR: Well it is to me, your Honour, yes. What is this female humanoid called? MEGARA: She is known as Cessair of Diplos. DOCTOR: And her description? MEGARA: We have none. DOCTOR: You have none. How do you expect to identify her, then? MEGARA: We do not. DOCTOR: You do not. MEGARA: An officer was to identify her when we reached our destination. DOCTOR: But all the officers are dad. MEGARA: Yes. DOCTOR: Then you have no way of knowing who she is. VIVIEN: All this is irrelevant, your Honours. The accused is merely trying to delay his long overdue execution. MEGARA 2: Agreed. DOCTOR: She is Cessair of Diplos! VIVIEN: Prove it. DOCTOR: Why else is she here in hyperspace? What's the ship doing here? MEGARA 2: That is not proof, that is supposition. VIVIEN: I am Vivien Fay of Rose Cottage, Boscawen. Ask anyone in Boscawen, they will identify me. MEGARA 2: These proceedings must now be terminated. Prepare to eliminate the accused. ROMANA: Right. We can prove she's got a non-Terran metabolism, comes from a class G planet, and we even know the date of her arrival on Earth. EMILIA: We do? ROMANA: Well, how long's this circle been here? EMILIA: About two thousand BC. Nearly four thousand years. ROMANA: That's when she arrived. EMILIA: Of course. Ready, chaps. ROMANA: K9! MEGARA: Prepare yourself to die, Doctor. DOCTOR: Do you usually execute your own clients? MEGARA: We are allowed to execute only prisoners who have been found guilty. DOCTOR: Mmm. Well, it certainly adds a new dimension to the role of defending counsel. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Aren't you supposed to be offering me a last toffee apple or something? A blindfold, a hearty breakfast, a free pardon? No? MEGARA: Too late, Doctor. Goodbye. DOCTOR: Ah. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. K9: Mistress, speed imperative. I cannot hold him. ROMANA: Quickly, beam me through. DOCTOR: Hello. Did I short-circuit? MEGARA: Why did you try to involve Miss Fay in your execution? DOCTOR: Is she all right? MEGARA: We have no legal authority to kll her. DOCTOR: Well, I know, I know, but can you reach her memory cells? MEGARA: Why should we do that? DOCTOR: Well, her brain might be damaged. MEGARA: We will check. MEGARA 2: I am reaching her memory cells. This humanoid is not Vivien Fay. She is Cessair of Diplos. Wait. She is guilty of the theft and misuse of the Great Seal of Diplos. Also of removing silicon based lifeforms from the planet Ogros in contravention of article seven five nine four of the Galactic Charter, and employing them for her own ends. DOCTOR: You see? All you had to do was read her memory cells. MEGARA 2: According to article three, subsection one three five of the legal code, we the Megara, are not permitted to read the memory cells of any beings, except when they are unable to present their evidence by reason of death, unconsciousness or natural stupidity. ROMANA: Stop! I have new evidence. DOCTOR: Too late. I've just been ex*cuted. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: There's an Ogri behind you. ROMANA: No! The Professor must have let it through. MEGARA: Stop! We are the Megara. I command you to stop. VIVIEN: Ogri, what's happening? MEGARA: Ogri, you will be confined to a cell on this vessel until you can be returned to your home planet. VIVIEN: No! MEGARA 2: Cessair of Diplos, you have been tried and found guilty of the following charges. Impersonating a religious personage, to wit, a Celtic goddess, for which the penalty is imprisonment for one thousand five hundred years. Theft of the Great Seal of Diplos, for which the penalty is perpetual imprisonment. The sentences to run consecutively. Have you anything to say before sentence is passed? EMILIA: Vivien, what are those things? DOCTOR: Those, Professor, are the Megara. Justice machines. They're about to carry out their sentence. I'd stand back if I were you. (to Vivien) Hello. VIVIEN: If you let them do this to me, Doctor, you'll never find what you're looking for. DOCTOR: Oh, I wouldn't go as far as that. Excuse me, gentlemen, I think this belongs to me. MEGARA 2: Sentence will be carried out. Perpetual imprisonment. DOCTOR: Well, that's your business completed. MEGARA: Not quite, Doctor. DOCTOR: What do you mean, not quite? MEGARA: There is still the matter of your delayed execution. DOCTOR: Delayed? Oh, I wouldn't bother about that, if I were you. DOCTOR: Bye, bye. Happy journey! ROMANA: Where are they going? DOCTOR: Back to Diplos. I took the liberty of fixing the controls on their ship before we popped back here. It should give us a couple of thousand years grace. Come on, we can't stand around here. We've got things to do. Come along. DOCTOR: Come on, K9. EMILIA: Poor Vivien. I can't help feeling sorry for her, but she hasn't finished making trouble yet. ROMANA: What do you mean? EMILIA: The Nine Travellers. They'll have to be surveyed all over again. Oh, that'll put the cat amongst the pigeons, believe me. DOCTOR: Professor, you could write a monograph about it. EMILIA: Ah yes, and make Idwal Morgan look a fool. ROMANA: Will you write everything that happened? EMILIA: Certainly not. I do have my academic reputation to consider. Funny, I never noticed a police box there before. ROMANA: Goodbye, Professor, and thank you for everything. EMILIA: Goodbye? Where EMILIA: I do have my academic reputation to consider. DOCTOR: The tracer. ROMANA: Doctor, is Earth always like that? DOCTOR: Sometimes it's even exciting. ROMANA: Oh. DOCTOR: Now.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x12 - The Stones of Blood - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
THE ANDROIDS OF TARA BY: DAVID FISHER Part One Original Air Date: 25 November 1978 Running time: 24:53 DOCTOR: Rook to bishop's four. DOCTOR: I saw Capablanca make that move against Alekhine in 1927. K9: He lost, master. DOCTOR: Who? K9: Capablanca. DOCTOR: Are you sure? K9: Master, I have been programmed with all the Championship games since 1866. Capablanca lost. DOCTOR: I must have been called away. Are you really sure? K9: King to knight's two. DOCTOR: King to knight's two. King? That's a terrible move. You've weakened the king's side. K9: Clock, master. DOCTOR: I know, I know. I'll check your programming sometime. We're not supposed to be playing draughts, you know. K9: Master. ROMANA: What are you doing, Doctor? DOCTOR: Shush. We're playing chess. ROMANA: Yes, I can see that, but aren't you forgetting something? DOCTOR: I don't think so. ROMANA: What about our task? The Key to Time, remember? DOCTOR: Oh, that old thing. ROMANA: Yes, that old thing. The Guardian did stress the need for urgency, didn't he? DOCTOR: Shush. ROMANA: I'll do it. DOCTOR: If you must. DOCTOR: I just feel I deserve a little break. After all, we've got half the segments. I prefer to play chess. ROMANA: Really. Materialisation in fifteen seconds. Mate in twelve. K9: Correction, mistress. Eleven. ROMANA: Eleven? Oh yes. Sorry, K9. K9: Apologies are unnecessary, mistress. DOCTOR: Mate in eleven? Oh yes, oh yes. Well, that's the trouble with chess, isn't it. It's all so predictable. ROMANA: Materialisation commencing now. Five, four, three, two, one. ROMANA: Was that smooth enough for you, Doctor? DOCTOR: Hmm? ROMANA: I said, was that smooth enough? DOCTOR: Mate in eleven? What, have we arrived? Oh good. Where? ROMANA: Tara. DOCTOR: Tara? ROMANA: Earth-type gravity, oxygen atmosphere, climate, temperate. DOCTOR: Ah. Peaceful looking place. That shouldn't give you too much trouble. ROMANA: Me? DOCTOR: I think it's rather beautiful, don't you? Very good for. Yes, I think it would be. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Shouldn't you be getting changed? ROMANA: Oh yes, all right. ROMANA: Tara, Tara. Tahiti? ROMANA: No. Tally ho. Tara! ROMANA (OOV.): What are you looking for? DOCTOR: Well, it's in here somewhere. ROMANA (OOV.): I said, what are you looking for? DOCTOR: Aha! Aha! Goody. Gosh, that takes me back. DOCTOR: Or forward. That's the trouble with time travel, you can never remember. ROMANA (OOV.): What is it? DOCTOR: Last time I used this, I was with Isaak Walton. Yes. Yes, it's all here. ROMANA: Well, how do you like it? Good. According to our records, it's what everyone on Tara's wearing this year. Isn't that right, K9? K9: Affirmative. ROMANA: Aha. DOCTOR: Aha. ROMANA: Where are you going? DOCTOR: Fishing. ROMANA: Fishing? What's fishing? DOCTOR: Fishing? It's an art, worthy of the knowledge and practise of a wise man. Isaak Walton ROMANA: Look, we haven't got time for you to practise anything. We've got to find the fourth segment. DOCTOR: You find it. I'm taking the day off. ROMANA: The day off? DOCTOR: Yes. After a journey of four hundred years and twelve parsecs, I'm allowed a rest of fifty years. ROMANA: Where does it say that? DOCTOR: Section ninety three, paragraph two, laws governing Time Lords. You look it up. Go on. ROMANA: What? You just made that up. ROMANA: But you can't just spent the fifty years fishing. DOCTOR: Well, of course not. I'd get bored. I just propose to spend the next couple of hours fishing. ROMANA: But what about the fourth segment? DOCTOR: You get it. ROMANA: Right, I will. DOCTOR: Yes, you do that. It's a lovely day, beautiful countryside. The walk will do you good. ROMANA: Thank you. DOCTOR: Would you just mind standing aside, please? You're casting a shadow. It frightens the fish. ROMANA: Frightens the fish. Look, I'm going to get that fourth segment and I'll be back here in under an hour. You be ready to leave. DOCTOR: Yes. GRENDEL: Here, beast! GRENDEL: It's incredible! ROMANA: I don't know how to thank you. If you hadn't have come along when you did, that beast would have got me. What's your name? GRENDEL: My name? Er, you're not damaged in any way? ROMANA: No, no, I just stumbled slightly, that's all. GRENDEL: Your head isn't injured? ROMANA: No, I don't think so. There's no harm done. I'm sorry if you're somebody frightfully important, but I'm a stranger here, you see. My name's Romana. GRENDEL: Ah, the fair Romana. That's a pretty name. ROMANA: Thank you. Tell me, are there many creatures like that around here? I understood that the fauna of Tara were supposed to be friendly. GRENDEL: I always keep some beasts in my woods to hunt, but they don't usually attck people unless they're frightened in some way. ROMANA: Your woods? GRENDEL: Yes. These are part of the estates of Gracht. What a curiously shaped stone. ROMANA: Yes. GRENDEL: Oh, have you hurt your ankle? ROMANA: No, no, it's nothing, really. Could I have my stone, please? GRENDEL: Of course, as soon as its been registered. ROMANA: Registered? GRENDEL: Yes. Do you not know the law? ROMANA: No. As I said, I'm a stranger here. GRENDEL: The law decrees that all minerals, particularly unusual ones like of this kind, must be registered with the Knight of Castle Gracht. ROMANA: Who's that? GRENDEL: Me. I am Count Grendel, Knight of Gracht, Master of the Sword. ROMANA: Oh, I see. GRENDEL: What's happened to the statue? ROMANA: Is it important? GRENDEL: Only to superstitious fools. ROMANA: Oh? GRENDEL: It's our family emblem. At least, it was. It's supposed to guard our fortunes. How very odd. ROMANA: Look, I'm sorry, but I really must GRENDEL: It's of no importance. What is important is to get that ankle of your attended to. ROMANA: It's nothing, really. GRENDEL: I shall take you to my castle. My steward can register your stone while my surgeon attends to your injury. ROMANA: Look, it's very kind of you, but I really couldn't GRENDEL: Then I shall provide you with a mount and an escort to take you wherever you wish. ROMANA: It's just a question of time. GRENDEL: An hour, no more. What's an hour out of your life? GRENDEL: I shall not take no for an answer. ROMANA: What's that? Is it yours? GRENDEL: My favourite charger. Strong as a tree and swift as the wind. ROMANA: Well, how does it go? What makes it work? GRENDEL: Good heavens, I don't know, my dear. ROMANA: You don't? GRENDEL: I'm a knight, not a farrier. DOCTOR: Do you mind not standing on my chest? My hat's on fre. I don't think we've met before. ZADEK: Who are you? DOCTOR: Hmm? ZADEK: Who are you? DOCTOR: Call me Doctor. ZADEK: What are you doing here? DOCTOR: Oh, fishing. ZADEK: This is Prince Reynart's hunting estate. DOCTOR: What? Prince Reynart? ZADEK: Yes. DOCTOR: I've never heard of him. Decent sort of chap, is he? FARRAH: Shall I kll him, Swordmaster? DOCTOR: No, no, that won't be necessary. DOCTOR: Good heavens, electrically charged. The control's in the hilt, I see. ZADEK: You know about such things? DOCTOR: Well, I've travelled. FARRAH: He said he was a doctor. ZADEK: You know about machines, electronics? DOCTOR: A little. ZADEK: You don't look like a peasant. DOCTOR: Well, of course not. I've travelled. ZADEK: But you have certain skills. Can you mend an android? DOCTOR: What? What did you just say? ZADEK: An android. DOCTOR: I thought you said an android. What's wrong with it? ZADEK: It won't go. DOCTOR: Why don't you just try your local android dealer? FARRAH: Shall I kll him now, Swordmaster? DOCTOR: Look, that isn't necessary. You see, I'd really love to help you out but I'm frightfully busy and where is this android? GRENDEL: There is Castle Gracht, my dear. ROMANA: It's beautiful. GRENDEL: It's the ancient home of the Grendels of Gracht. And it's quite, quite escape-proof, I'm glad to say. TILL: My lord is come! Open the gate! GRENDEL: There, that wasn't too bad, was it? ROMANA: There's no need to carry me. I can still walk. TILL: Master. GRENDEL: Fetch Madame Lamia. TILL: Master. GRENDEL: She's my surgeon. Come, my dear. GRENDEL: There. ROMANA: Oh, thank you. You won't forget to register my stone, will you? GRENDEL: What? ROMANA: My stone. GRENDEL: Oh, no, no, of course not, my dear. LAMIA: I got your message. GRENDEL: Oh, Romana, my dear, this is Madame Lamia, my surgeon-engineer. ROMANA: Hello. Engineer? LAMIA: I don't believe it. ROMANA: What's the matter? LAMIA: It's incredible. It's a marvellous job. Who did it? GRENDEL: The question is not so much who, my dear, as why. LAMIA: I'm a peasant. I leave politics to my betters. GRENDEL: Very wise of you, my dear. ROMANA: Now look, I don't know what all this is about, but I must GRENDEL: Restrain her. LAMIA: What do you want me to do with her, my lord? GRENDEL: Well, we can't have her running around the kingdom. Disassemble her. We can cannibalise her for parts. ROMANA: What parts? Now, wait a minute. GRENDEL: I should like to keep the head. You're right, it really is quite remarkable. DOCTOR: Ahem, you're standing on my scarf. FARRAH: I'm terribly sorry. DOCTOR: If you don't stop burning my scarf, you're going to have to kll me. REYNART: Doctor, you must forgive Swordsman Farrah. He tends to get overenthusiastic in the pursuit of his duties. DOCTOR: Perhaps he does REYNART: But particularly in defence of his prince. DOCTOR: Well, maybe he does get too enthusiastic in the course of his duty. What about my scarf? ZADEK: Peasant, you will speak with respect when you address Prince Reynart of Tara. DOCTOR: I told you, I'm not a peasant. REYNART: But you do know about androids. DOCTOR: Well, that depends. ZADEK: On what? REYNART: On how we treat him, obviously. REYNART: So you're not a peasant. DOCTOR: No. REYNART: Very well, I'll make you an offer. One thousand gold pieces if you can mend our android. DOCTOR: One thousand gold pieces? Pfft. Do you think you can buy me for money? Ha! Five hundred. REYNART: Done. DOCTOR: Suppose I can't mend the android? ZADEK: Then we shall give you to Swordsman Farrah for sword practice. REYNART: No, we won't, Zadek. This man is obviously a gentleman. If he can mend our android, we shall reward him. If he cannot, you have my word, Doctor, you will come to no harm. You may go free. DOCTOR: Thank you. REYNART: Wait. The android? DOCTOR: Oh yes, yes. Where? Excuse me. REYNART: There he is, Doctor. GRENDEL: I always enjoy watching you work, my dear. LAMIA: Thank you, my lord. I shall make the cut here. GRENDEL: Excellent. ROMANA: Count, far be it from me to query this lady's competency as a doctor, but where I come from you don't cut off the patient's head if you wish to cure their ankle! LAMIA: Ankle? GRENDEL: Yes, there was supposed to be something wrong with its ankle. LAMIA: It's swollen. ROMANA: Well, what did you expect? LAMIA: Extraordinary. If I didn't know better, my lord. LAMIA: She is not an android. GRENDEL: What? LAMIA: She is real. ROMANA: Brilliant. GRENDEL: Well, you can keep your head, my dear. I may have a better use for it. DOCTOR: That's not bad. I have seen better. REYNART: Don't you sometimes wish, Zadek, that our fathers had permitted us to learn peasant skills? ZADEK: No, your highness. If we'd have meant to have been peasants, we'd have been born peasants. REYNART: Perhaps you're right, Zadek. Well, Doctor, can it be fixed? DOCTOR: Well, that depends. Fixed for what? REYNART: Zadek. REYNART: For one thing, it must wear this. DOCTOR: Why? REYNART: Tomorrow, at the appropriate hour fixed by the astrologers, in the great Coronation room of the Palace of Tara, I am to be crowned King. DOCTOR: Well, congratulations. REYNART: They will be in order if I get there. DOCTOR: Why? What's to stop you? REYNART: Count Grendel of Gracht. DOCTOR: What? REYNART: He'll kll me if he needs to. After all, you can't crown a dad Prince. Grendel and his men will be watching every entrance to the palace to prevent my getting to the Coronation room at the ordained time. DOCTOR: So? REYNART: If I fail to appear at the right moment, I forfeit my right to the crown. DOCTOR: Ah. And that's when Grendel of Gracht steps in? REYNART: The only other contender for the throne is the Princess Strella, but she disappeared some time ago. Nobody knows where she is. DOCTOR: Where does George come into all this? ZADEK: There have been three attempts on his Highness's life already. The next one could be successful. DOCTOR: Ah, I see. Let them attck George here instead of the Prince. REYNART: Precisely. We use George, the android copy of me to create a diversion, to distract their attention. DOCTOR: And draw their fre. REYNART: To draw their fre, while we slip past the guards into the Coronation room. What do you think, Doctor? DOCTOR: Well, it has been done before. LAMIA: I don't like it. GRENDEL: I'm not asking you to like it, just do it. LAMIA: Is it wise? Think of the risk. GRENDEL: You question my commands? LAMIA: No, my lord, of course not. GRENDEL: Then do what I tell you or I shall have you flogged, and don't imagine that I won't. LAMIA: Yes, my lord. ROMANA: What are you doing? What? No! Please, no! Ah. GEORGE: Congratulations, Doctor. Thank you. And now if you will forgive me, gentlemen, I must retire. GEORGE: Goodnight, gentlemen. REYNART: Excellent! Farrah, bring wine. Do you know, it's quite eerie seeing oneself walk and talk like that. I never thought I'd see that thing going again. DOCTOR: Well, it'll do for now, but if I'd had the proper tools I could have done a much better job. REYNART: It's good enough to fool Grendel and his men, don't you think so, Zadek? ZADEK: I hope so, your Highness, for our sake. REYNART: Oh, Zadek, always the pessimist. Thank you, Doctor. DOCTOR: My pleasure. REYNART: Zadek. ZADEK: Five hundred gold pieces. REYNART: You wouldn't be interested in permanent employment, would you, Doctor? DOCTOR: No, no, no, I'm sorry, I'm otherwise engaged. REYNART: Pity. Still, you will stay and drink a toast to our success for tomorrow, won't you? DOCTOR: All right. REYNART: One of our local wines. Modest, demure, but palatable. Join us, Farrah. FARRAH: Thank you, your Highness. DOCTOR: You look better without your helmet. FARRAH: Cooler, anyway. ZADEK: With your permission, your Highness. To the King. DOCTOR: To the King. FARRAH: To the King. REYNART: Not yet. Tomorrow, perhaps, thanks to the Doctor. DOCTOR: Thank you. FARRAH: To the Doctor. REYNART: The Doctor. FARRAH: Your Highness? DOCTOR: Potent stuff.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x13 - The Androids of Tara - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
THE ANDROIDS OF TARA BY: DAVID FISHER Part Two Original Air Date: 2 December 1978 Running time: 24:27 FARRAH: Wake up! DOCTOR: So much for the local wine. FARRAH: Wake up, you traitor! DOCTOR: What? FARRAH: Traitor! DOCTOR: What? FARRAH: I want you to be totally conscious when I kll you. DOCTOR: Haven't you got anything better to do? FARRAH: There's only one thing preventing me from running you through right now. DOCTOR: What's that? FARRAH: Where is he? DOCTOR: I don't know what you're talking about. ZADEK: That's enough, Farrah. Doctor, the Prince has gone. DOCTOR: What? Where? ZADEK: Vanished. He's been kidnapped. DOCTOR: By whom? FARRAH: Your master, Count Grendel, of course! DOCTOR: But I don't even know who Count Grendel is! ZADEK: I'm inclined to believe you, Doctor. FARRAH: But Swordmaster ZADEK: Why should he remain when the Prince has been taken? It doesn't make sense. DOCTOR: Well at least he didn't take the android. ZADEK: They took the real Prince. What use is the copy? DOCTOR: Well, that depends on what you're going to do. ZADEK: What honour demands. DOCTOR: And what's that? ZADEK: Farrah and I will take our swords and do battle with the Count's men. DOCTOR: What? What, just the two of you? FARRAH: A swordsman does not fear death if he dies with honour. DOCTOR: Then he's an idiot. Listen, let me see if I understand this. In order to be crowned King, the Prince must present himself in the Coronation room at a specific time, right? ZADEK: Correct. DOCTOR: Then you've got no problem. Excuse me. DOCTOR: You take it to the Coronation room and get it crowned. FARRAH: Crown an android King of Tara? Never! DOCTOR: Would you rather crown Count Grendel of Gracht? FARRAH: But an android. It's unthinkable. ZADEK: In any case, Grendel's men will see that we don't get into the Coronation room. DOCTOR: Well, I don't suppose the King was going to walk in through the front door, was he? ZADEK: He had a plan. DOCTOR: Ah. What? ZADEK: There is a secret passage. DOCTOR: Aha, I thought there might be something like that. How secret? Would Grendel know about it? ZADEK: I hope not. DOCTOR: So do I. Right, now listen. I'll do some more work on George, you get him to the Coronation room, get him crowned, and while he's ruling the country you two can find the real Prince. I mean, that's worth a try, isn't it? ZADEK: Doctor, I see only two objections to your plan. DOCTOR: Only two? ZADEK: What if the android breaks down? DOCTOR: Ah, well, I can't guarantee you anything, but if I had the proper tools ZADEK: Second problem, security. DOCTOR: Security? But only the three of us need even know of George's existence. ZADEK: Precisely. Farrah I can trust. DOCTOR: And by the time George is King, I'll be light years away. ZADEK: No, Doctor. You'll be with the android at all times. DOCTOR: Now look here, Zadek. I've got better things to do than meddle in the politics of your piffling little planet. DOCTOR: On the other hand, I could be with the android at all times. FARRAH: What are you doing? DOCTOR: Calling my dog. FARRAH: I don't see any dog. DOCTOR: Well, of course not. He hasn't arrived yet. K9: Master. ZADEK: Doctor? You've checked the android? DOCTOR: Well, as far as I can without the proper tools. ZADEK: Everything is functioning correctly? DOCTOR: No. His micro-circuitry's not perfect and his power packs need a boost. ZADEK: I have great confidence in you, Doctor. DOCTOR: I'm deeply touched. ZADEK: But remember, either Farrah or myself will be with you at all times. Don't let us down. DOCTOR: Don't draw that sword. K9: You called, master? ZADEK: What is that thing? DOCTOR: That thing? That's my dog. ZADEK: But it's a machine. DOCTOR: Well, so is your Prince. DOCTOR: Don't draw that sword! DOCTOR: K9? K9? DOCTOR: Look, I don't like to say I told you so, but I told you so. Do put it away, quickly. K9, where's Romana? K9: She has not yet returned, master. DOCTOR: What? Where is she? K9: Insufficient data to formulate a reply. She's not within range of my sensors. DOCTOR: But she was only meant to be gone an hour. ZADEK: You've lost someone? DOCTOR: Yes, my assistant. She was looking for something. ZADEK: What? DOCTOR: Oh, nothing important. ZADEK: Where was she last seen? DOCTOR: Where you picked me up yesterday. FARRAH: Which way was she going? DOCTOR: Up the hill. FARRAH: Towards Count Grendel's lands. ZADEK: I'm afraid, Doctor, that it sounds as though she might have fallen into the hands of the Count. GRENDEL: So, the lovely lady wakes. ROMANA: How long have I been unconscious? GRENDEL: Twelve hours, my dear. I trust you slept well. Release her. ROMANA: Twelve hours? Oh, no. GRENDEL: Why, what's the matter, my dear? ROMANA: Look, why don't you just let me go? I've no money and I'm not worth ransoming. Why did you bring me here? GRENDEL: Do you think I'm a common bandit? ROMANA: I'm not even Taran. What possible use can I be to you? GRENDEL: I'll show you. Help her down. GRENDEL: Come with me. I want you to see something. GRENDEL: And how is our guest? GUARD: She's well, my lord. GRENDEL: Good. Let's see for ourselves. GRENDEL: Take a look, my dear. ROMANA: Oh! It's incredible! GRENDEL: Yes, the resemblance is extraordinary, isn't it? ROMANA: Is it an android? GRENDEL: Good heavens, no, my dear. That's the Princess Strella. First Lady of Tara, a descendant of the Royal House, Mistress of the domains of Thorvald, Mortgarde and Freya. In fact, Tara's most eligible spinster, shortly to become, in rapid succession, my fiancée, my bride, and then deceased. Yes, it will be a tragic accident. A flower blighted in its prime. And naturally, as her husband, I shall claim her estates and her position as second in line to the throne, as provided for under Taran law. ROMANA: I see. But since you've already got a princess, what do you need me for? GRENDEL: Well, the Princess does not entirely agree with my plan. ROMANA: I can't say I'm wildly surprised. GRENDEL: In fact, she quite refuses to cooperate. ROMANA: Good for her. But I still don't see what all this has got to do with me. GRENDEL: Don't you, my dear? I should have thought that was obvious. If she goes on refusing, I can marry you instead in front of the great assembly of the nobles of Tara, who won't know the difference. ROMANA: What happens if I refuse, too? GRENDEL: Oh, but you won't. Aren't I a lucky man to have two such beautiful women as my bride? ROMANA: Apparently your staff doesn't agree. GRENDEL: She's prejudiced, my dear, just because I once showed her a certain courtesy. That's the trouble with peasants these days. They don't know their place any more. Open! REYNART: Why don't you kll me, Grendel, and get it over with. GRENDEL: Never rush your pleasures, my dear Reynart. Besides, I've brought someone to see you. Meet his Royal Highness, Prince Reynart, first in line to the throne of Tara. REYNART: Strella! ROMANA: No, I'm not Strella. I just look like her. My name's Romana. GRENDEL: You see, my dear Reynart, when I play for high stakes I like to hold all the cards. ROMANA: You won't be holding this one much longer. He's ill. He's running a fever. GRENDEL: That's why we brought him a permanent nurse for his bedside. Hold her, Kurster. Lamia. REYNART: Let her go! GRENDEL: Don't be so tediously heroic, my dear fellow. Not too tight, Lamia. We don't want to choke her. LAMIA: She is secure, my lord. GRENDEL: Good. GRENDEL: You know, my dear Reynart, you ought to thank me. REYNART: For what? GRENDEL: For what? For finding you such a charming nurse. There. Take good care of our royal guest, my dear. Watch them, Kurster. KURSTER: Yes, my lord. GRENDEL: And now, my friend, I must go to your coronation. It's a pity you will miss it. DOCTOR: Where is Count Grendel's castle? ZADEK: About eight leagues from here. DOCTOR: Eight leagues. ZADEK: You're not thinking of going there alone? DOCTOR: Well, where else might he have taken her if not there? ZADEK: To Tara itself. He will want to make sure that no one else claims the throne. DOCTOR: Right. K9, you take the castle. I'll go to Tara with George. FARRAH: You're going to help us then? DOCTOR: Well, of course. Anyway, we need Zadek to get us into the palace, right? ZADEK: Correct, Doctor. DOCTOR: K9, off you go. Find out if Romana's there and report straight back to me. Come on, off you go. FARRAH: Doctor? DOCTOR: What? FARRAH: Is he a good hunting dog? DOCTOR: Oh, well, if she's there, he'll find her. FARRAH: There's not a lot of time left. ZADEK: We're almost there. Wait here. I'll go ahead and scout. DOCTOR: Good. FARRAH: Be careful, Swordmaster. He's not as young as he used to be. DOCTOR: Who is. FARRAH: Are you all right, sir? How do you feel? (no reply) I can't talk to androids. Is he all right? DOCTOR: Yes, I think so. FARRAH: He's not talking. DOCTOR: Well, I've switched off his communication mechanism to conserve power. FARRAH: He'll have to make a speech at his coronation. DOCTOR: Don't worry, he'll make a speech. Don't worry. It won't be a long one, but he'll make a speech. FARRAH: I don't know what it is about androids. I know it's silly. You know what I mean. DOCTOR: Funny thing, some androids feel like that about humans. ZADEK: I have found the place. Come. ZADEK: It's one of Grendel's men. FARRAH: I'll deal with him. DOCTOR: Will he recover? FARRAH: In a few hours. DOCTOR: Good. DOCTOR: It fires electronic bolts. How very quaint. FARRAH: It's a peasant's w*apon. ZADEK: Come, there's no time to lose. LAMIA: That's curious. LAMIA: That's very odd. K9: Mistress? REYNART: So you're a friend of the Doctor? ROMANA: Yes. Don't worry, he'll get us out of here. REYNART: Huh. How? No one's ever escaped from the dungeons of Castle Gracht. Ow. How is it? Not good, eh? ROMANA: Look, don't try and talk. Just conserve your strength. REYNART: For what? I can't swim the moat with this, let alone take on the guard. ROMANA: The Doctor'll find a way. REYNART: Soon, I hope. I'd like to try and avoid giving Grendel the pleasure of dying in one of his foul dungeons. REYNART: Peasants! How dare you lay hands on a lady. DOCTOR: What were these tunnels built for? ZADEK: They were plague tunnels built about two hundred years ago to allow the royal court to move in and out of the palace without having to pass through the contaminated city. DOCTOR: Ah. ZADEK: The great plague wiped out nine tenths of the population. FARRAH: That's when the survivors started using androids to replace the people. DOCTOR: I see. Very far yet? ZADEK: Quite a way, I fear. KURSTER: You're relieved of your post. Go. KURSTER: Take up your place. Come on. GRENDEL: Well? KURSTER: Everything is ready, my lord. GRENDEL: The peasants are prepared? KURSTER: I have my men dressed as peasants, my lord. As soon as it is announced that the Prince has not appeared for the coronation, there will be a spontaneous demonstration of love and loyalty to the House of Gracht. GRENDEL: I think I shall reject the crown once. Rejecting it twice might be misconstrued. Besides, I'm not sure I can trust the Archimandrite to offer it to me a third time. ARCHIMANDRITE: The hour approaches, Count Grendel. GRENDEL: It does indeed, your Eminence. ARCHIMANDRITE: Where is the Prince? GRENDEL: No doubt he will be here, your Eminence. ARCHIMANDRITE: If he misses the appointed hour of his coronation, we must choose another king. That is the law. GRENDEL: I know. ARCHIMANDRITE: It is possible we may choose you. GRENDEL: You overwhelm me, your Eminence. ZADEK: We're nearly there. The steps to the Coronation chamber are just round the corner. FARRAH: Doctor! DOCTOR: What? Stop him! FARRAH: Is he going to be all right? DOCTOR: Let's hope so. Off you go. FARRAH: Look out! ZADEK: We've been followed! Doctor, take the Prince. We'll try to hold them off here. There's a lever at the top. Pull it down. It opens a panel. Hurry! DOCTOR: It can't have been moved for two hundred years. It's stuck! It won't move. ARCHIMANDRITE: There's no sign of the Prince, Count Grendel. GRENDEL: He would appear to be late, your Eminence. ARCHIMANDRITE: If he doesn't appear by the appointed time, it is my duty under the law to offer the crown to one of the other nobles. GRENDEL: My dear Archimandrite, you may rest assured that whoever you choose to be King of Tara will immediately be offered the protection of my guard. ARCHIMANDRITE: Your guard? These are your men? GRENDEL: Er, the palace guard proved to be indisposed. ARCHIMANDRITE: I see. Perhaps, in the circumstances, it would be simpler if I offered you the crown immediately. GRENDEL: An excellent suggestion, my dear Archimandrite. It would avoid a great deal of possible unpleasantness later. But we must wait for the exact moment. Everything must be done correctly. ARCHIMANDRITE: Noble sentiments, Count. Nobly spoken. ARCHIMANDRITE: Look, it is time. It is time! Open the doors. GRENDEL: Impossible. ARCHIMANDRITE: All kneel to our sovereign lord, Prince Reynart. ARCHIMANDRITE: Kneel! ARCHIMANDRITE: Behold the crown of Tara. ARCHIMANDRITE: Hail to the King! Hail to King Reynart of Tara! NOBLES: Hail! Hail to the King! ARCHIMANDRITE: Your Majesty. The speech of accession. You must say it. GEORGE: My subjects, I acknowledge your salutations and I swear that I will uphold your rights and devote myself to defending and pro-o-o-tecting you at all times. DOCTOR: (quietly) I'll do some more work on his speech circuits. ARCHIMANDRITE: Let all the nobles now swear the oath of fealty to the King. ARCHIMANDRITE: Let the First Lady of the land of Tara come forward and make her vows. DOCTOR: Romana? ZADEK: That's the Princess Strella. STRELLA: (deadpan) I, Princess Strella, descendant of the Royal Kings of Tara, Mistress of the domains of Thorvald, Mortgarde and Freya, do humbly offer my loyalty to the King and do hereby recognise his suzerainty over me and all whom I command.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x14 - The Androids of Tara - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
THE ANDROIDS OF TARA BY: DAVID FISHER Part Three Original Air Date: 9 December 1978 Running time: 23:52 ZADEK: Are you mad? ARCHIMANDRITE: Seize him! He's klled the Princess. FARRAH: Stop! That's not the Princess. ARCHIMANDRITE: It's an android. ZADEK: How did you know? DOCTOR: A circuit must have been faulty. I heard it spark. GRENDEL: And who might you be, pray? ARCHIMANDRITE: But it doesn't make sense. Why send an android to swear loyalty to the King? DOCTOR: To get close enough to kll him. ARCHIMANDRITE: But who would want to kll the King? DOCTOR: Ah. ARCHIMANDRITE: Unless GRENDEL: My dear Archimandrite, what are you suggesting? ZADEK: Treachery against His Majesty. GRENDEL: Take care what you say, Zadek. Your Eminence, I suggest we postpone the oath-taking for the time being. Who knows how many other programmed androids there may be. ARCHIMANDRITE: You think there are more? GRENDEL: It is a possibility we must face, your Eminence. I shall leave my own personal guard here to protect His Majesty. ZADEK: I'm afraid I cannot permit that, Count. GRENDEL: It is not for you to say. ZADEK: As Commander of His Majesty's bodyguard, it is my decision and mine alone. GRENDEL: You presume too much, Zadek. Well, what does His Majesty have to say on the matter? He is very quiet. DOCTOR: Ahem. His Majesty is very tired. Can't you talk about this tomorrow? GRENDEL: Who the devil are you, sir? DOCTOR: I'm the King's Doctor. ARCHIMANDRITE: Is His Majesty ill? DOCTOR: No, nothing a nice rest won't cure. He'll be all right tomorrow. ARCHIMANDRITE: I understand, Doctor. Come, Count. We must allow His Majesty to rest. GRENDEL: But what of the danger? DOCTOR: What possible danger can His Majesty be in from his own personal bodyguard, Count? ZADEK: Will he be all right tomorrow? DOCTOR: Not unless I can recharge his power packs and repair his speech circuits. LAMIA: Is this yours? ROMANA: Yes. LAMIA: What is it? ROMANA: What is it? LAMIA: Yes. What is it made of? ROMANA: Oh, I've no idea. I only found it the other day. LAMIA: It's like no substance I have ever seen before. I have blunted two diamond drills on it. ROMANA: Well, perhaps it's some kind of quartz? LAMIA: This is no quartz. ROMANA: Well, if you don't want it, could I have it back? You've no use for it, have you? LAMIA: I don't suppose it matters. What could you possibly do with it? No. ROMANA: Why not? LAMIA: I'm curious. It looks as though it might be part of something. ROMANA: Part of what? GRENDEL: It failed. The machine failed. That doctor saw at once it was an android. LAMIA: My lord, I did warn you it wasn't ready. ROMANA: What doctor? GRENDEL: Oh, some strange doctor who's attending the Prince. LAMIA: We hold the real Prince. What you have seen must have been an android. GRENDEL: Obviously. Do you know this doctor? ROMANA: No. GRENDEL: I think you do. Lamia, prepare another android. An exact copy precise to the last detail. I have an idea. Our guest can help us. K9: Master. DOCTOR: K9. K9: I have located the mistress. She is in Castle Gracht. DOCTOR: Are you sure? K9: Affirmative, master. I detected her presence quite distinctly. DOCTOR: Good. Well, that means the Count has Romana, the real Princess and the Prince. ZADEK: So Grendel now holds all the cards. DOCTOR: No, I wouldn't say that. We've still got a prince of sorts. ZADEK: He has to attend the convocation with the Archimandrite and the priests. Will he be able to? DOCTOR: Well, K9, what would happen if I connect the carbon circuit to the silicon circuit? How long would they last? DOCTOR: Come on. K9: Three hours nine minutes and ten point seven seconds, approximately. GRENDEL: Comfortable, my dear? LAMIA: My lord? GRENDEL: What is it? LAMIA: These are like no alpha waves I have ever seen before. GRENDEL: What do you mean? LAMIA: She is not Taran. GRENDEL: Then what is she? LAMIA: I don't know. I need more time for evaluation. GRENDEL: Time we don't have, my dear. Just programme another android to kll, that's all, but this time make sure it's a perfect copy. LAMIA: Yes, my lord. DOCTOR: Go on, ask him a question. Go on. ZADEK: The question of monastic lands. That's bound to come up at the convocation. What is His Majesty's position on that? GEORGE: Monastic lands are held by the religious orders under the protection of the Crown. Those lands and that protection may be withdrawn at my discretion at any time. ZADEK: Good. GEORGE: I propose to be discreet for the time being. ZADEK: Yes. Doctor, the Prince GEORGE: King. ZADEK: Oh, quite so, your Majesty. DOCTOR: Zadek. ZADEK: Oh, drat. I keep forgetting he's only an android. Doctor, the King seems to be, how shall I say, a trifle more DOCTOR: Intelligent than the real one? Well, of course he is. I programmed him. ZADEK: We don't want him too intelligent, Doctor. You can't trust androids, you know. DOCTOR: It's funny, you know. That's what some androids say about people. ZADEK: What? DOCTOR: Anyway, how can you possibly be frightened of something that goes pfft if it short-circuits? FARRAH: Someone to speak to the Doctor, sir. ZADEK: Who? DOCTOR: Ah. TILL: My name is Till. I am but a servant to the Count. ZADEK: And what do you want? TILL: My mission is with the doctor, Swordsman, not with thee. FARRAH: You dare to refuse to speak to a Master of the Sword? TILL: Swordsman, I will speak only to the doctor. Those are my orders. DOCTOR: Quite right, too. Quite right. We peasants have got to stick together. Now then, what can I do for you, huh? TILL: I have a message from Madame Lamia. DOCTOR: Lamia? TILL: Yeah, she's Count Grendel's woman, a peasant. DOCTOR: Well? TILL: She would have me tell you that she fears for the Count's safety. DOCTOR: Why? TILL: Now they've crowned the android King, the Count is politically powerless. DOCTOR: Shush. Come over here. FARRAH: I suppose he can be trusted? GEORGE: Who, the servant or the Doctor? FARRAH: The Doctor, of course. (to Zadek) He can be trusted, can't he, sir? ZADEK: I wish we knew more about him. FARRAH: There's only one way to settle this. K9: Do not activate your sword. FARRAH: Good dog. Good dog. DOCTOR: Lamia's offered us a deal. ZADEK: What? DOCTOR: Romana in exchange for the safe conduct out of the country of Count Grendel. ZADEK: You refused, of course. DOCTOR: No, no, I accepted. I'm to take a written undertaking from you and the King for Grendel's safety, then Lamia and her friends will pass Romana over to me. FARRAH: It's an obvious trap. You can't go. DOCTOR: Yes, I can. ZADEK: Where is the meeting to take place? DOCTOR: At a place called the Pavilion of the Summer Winds. Do you know where it is? ZADEK: Yes. It's on Grendel's estate, in the woods near the castle. DOCTOR: Good. I shall have to go alone, of course. It's funny, they always want you to go alone when you're walking into a trap. Have you noticed that? GRENDEL: You've excelled yourself, my dear Lamia. It's absolutely perfect. Don't you agree? ROMANA: The Doctor'll spot it immediately. GRENDEL: In the dark at a distance of twenty feet? I think not, my dear. ROMANA: He'll know it's a trap. GRENDEL: Of course! That's what gives the situation such a delicious edge. ROMANA: He won't come. GRENDEL: You underestimate your friend, my dear. Of course he'll come. What else could he do? It's his only chance of rescuing you. Oh, he'll be very careful, very cautious. He'll bide his time. But sooner or later he must find out if that figure in the Pavilion is you or not. And when he does. Show her, Lamia. DOCTOR (OOV.): Hello, Romana. How are you? GRENDEL: Rather ingenious, don't you think? You are to be congratulated, my dear. ROMANA: How did you get the voice? LAMIA: The Count's man, Till, recorded his voice patterns when they parleyed. Once I have the pattern, the construction of speech is a simple matter. ROMANA: It won't work. GRENDEL: Why not? ROMANA: Well, supposing the Doctor doesn't speak? LAMIA: The android is also programmed to kll in various other ways. GRENDEL: You see before you the complete klling machine, as beautiful as you and as deadly as the plague. If only she were real, I'd marry her. ROMANA: You deserve each other. GRENDEL: Come, my dear. LAMIA: Guard! Guard! LAMIA: What kept you so long? Bring this one back to the cells. LAMIA: Leave us. I will lock up the prisoner. ROMANA: You know, if Grendel does become king, he'll never make you his queen. LAMIA: Nor you, either. I will see to that. ROMANA: Ah, but I don't want him and you do, don't you. Look, why don't you let me go? All you have to do is release me and the Doctor, and I'll leave Tara. Think about it. What have you got to lose? LAMIA: Grendel. ROMANA: Well, you haven't exactly got him now, have you? All he's doing is using you. LAMIA: I know. But that is better than nothing. ROMANA: Now, how does the Doctor do this? DOCTOR: Shush. Steady, K9, steady. Let's take a look. ROMANA: Shush. We're getting out of here. REYNART: Save yourself. ROMANA: And leave you behind? They'll kll you. REYNART: I'm, I'm too weak. I'd only get in the way. ROMANA: Listen, Grendel's taken most of the guards with him. Now's our chance. REYNART: Then take it. Don't waste time with me. Tell Zadek where I am. He'll know what to do. REYNART: That's it. ROMANA: Okay. REYNART: Like that. Good. Ready? ROMANA: Go ahead. ROMANA: Guard! Guard! Guard, quickly! The Prince! KURSTER: My lord. The men are in position, my lord. GRENDEL: Good. Await my signal. Tell them to be ready. KURSTER: Yes, sir. GRENDEL: You know what to do, my dear. LAMIA: Yes. When this Doctor arrives, you leave him to me. GRENDEL: What should I do without you? LAMIA: Find another peasant who understands androids, no doubt. GRENDEL: True, but I should not find one who pleased me so much. GRENDEL: Go now, before he arrives. ROMANA: Go, Charger. Start. Start! Go, you stupid creature, go! DOCTOR: Hello. You're early. LAMIA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes. Madame Lamia, is it? LAMIA: We agreed to meet at midnight. DOCTOR: Yes, but I had nothing better to do so I thought I'd come early. What's your reason? LAMIA: Do I need one? DOCTOR: No, but it would have been fun to hear it. Where's Romana? LAMIA: You agree to my terms? DOCTOR: I do indeed. Safe conduct for Count Grendel in return for Romana, also safe and sound. LAMIA: Yes. DOCTOR: Where is Romana? You realise, of course, that Count Grendel will have to go into exile, but there's no reason then why you can't go into exile with him, is there? Where's Romana? LAMIA: Outside. DOCTOR: You bring her in. It's a good offer, Lamia. A fair offer. LAMIA: Well, Doctor, aren't you going to greet your friend? K9: Caution, master. DOCTOR: What is it, K9? LAMIA: kll him! kll him! kll him! DOCTOR: In focus, K9? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Now! GRENDEL: Something's gone wrong. attck the Pavilion! LAMIA: My lord! My lord! GRENDEL: You fools! That was Madame Lamia! Hold your fre! GRENDEL: Doctor, I know you're in there. There's only one entrance to that pavilion. Come out, Doctor. Surrender. We won't harm you. (to Kurster) Tell the bowmen to fre immediately they see the target. I want him destroyed. Well, Doctor? Are you coming out? You have my word as a Gracht you will not be harmed. K9: Ill-advised, master. DOCTOR: What? You just leave it to me, K9. I know exactly what I'm doing. DOCTOR: Liar! DOCTOR: It's time we got out of here, isn't it, K9. K9: Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: Around here, do you think? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Come on! KURSTER: There he is! He's got out! GRENDEL: Ten thousand gold pieces to the man who sht the Doctor! GRENDEL: Wait. Listen. KURSTER: The Princess! Hold your fre! DOCTOR: Everyone for himself, K9! GRENDEL: Fools! Dolts! That wasn't the Princess, it was Romana! After them! DOCTOR: I hope you know how to stop this thing when we get there. ZADEK: While Grendel still thinks we're in the Palace, we may be able to surprise him. You must bring up a troop of bowmen under cover of darkness and position them on the left flank, here. ZADEK: Doctor! FARRAH: It's the Princess! ROMANA: No, I'm Romana. ZADEK: Incredible. DOCTOR: Isn't it? ROMANA: Ah, this must be the android King. DOCTOR: Yes. We call him George. ROMANA: And these gentlemen? DOCTOR: Oh, they're real, I think. ZADEK: This is Swordsman Farrah. I am Swordmaster Zadek. ROMANA: Zadek? I have a message for you from the real king. ZADEK: You've seen His Majesty? How is he? ROMANA: He's not very well. We must think of a plan to rescue him. DOCTOR: (at the door) Horseman approaching. FARRAH: (looking through the window) Under a flag of truce. It's Count Grendel! I'll kll the traitor! ZADEK: Not if he comes under a flag of truce. You know the articles of wr, Swordsman. FARRAH: I'm not sure Count Grendel does, sir. ZADEK: Disarm the Count, then, and bring him in. GRENDEL: Good day, gentlemen. I come to you under a flag of truce and expect to be treated according to the usages of wr. ZADEK: What do you want? GRENDEL: How are you, your android Majesty? GEORGE: I. Am. Well. GRENDEL: He doesn't sound it. Power packs need recharging, I expect. DOCTOR: Nothing that can't be fixed, Count. GRENDEL: Oh, Doctor! Well, there you are. I was glad you managed to escape safely. DOCTOR: Yes, well, so was I. GRENDEL: Tell me now, where is the charming Romana? ZADEK: What do you want, Count Grendel? GRENDEL: Only a word with the Doctor, according to the usages of wr. DOCTOR: Me? GRENDEL: Shall we? GRENDEL: Ah, excellent. DOCTOR: Well? GRENDEL: Oh, Doctor, you're a remarkable man. DOCTOR: I am? GRENDEL: Yes, a man after my own heart. DOCTOR: I am? GRENDEL: Here you are, new to Taran politics, and in no time at all what have you become? DOCTOR: I don't know. Go on, you tell me. GRENDEL: Kingmaker extraordinary. Thanks to you keeping that micro-circuitry going, Zadek has his king. But have you thought what would happen if something went seriously wrong, like an overload on the circuits? DOCTOR: What would happen? GRENDEL: Your usefulness ceases. DOCTOR: What? GRENDEL: You know too much. You become a dangerous embarrassment to Zadek. An embarrassment to be got rid of, and don't think he wouldn't. DOCTOR: What's the answer? GRENDEL: Suppose we both unmade our kings. No more King Reynart at all. DOCTOR: What? What would that achieve? GRENDEL: A vacancy for a new king. DOCTOR: Ah. You, I suppose? GRENDEL: No, no, no, Doctor, no. There would be opposition. No, I was thinking you'd make an excellent king. DOCTOR: Me? Just a moment. DOCTOR: The Count's just offered me the throne. ZADEK: That's treason, Count. GRENDEL: Only so long as the King is alive! ZADEK: Seize him! FARRAH: Why did you do that? DOCTOR: Because he's got Romana. Look! ROMANA: Stop! Let me go! Doctor, Doctor, help me! Doctor!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x15 - The Androids of Tara - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
THE ANDROIDS OF TARA BY: DAVID FISHER Part Four Original Air Date: 16 December 1978 Running time: 24:49 ZADEK: Commander, take six men, mount up and follow the Count. DOCTOR: He'll be halfway to Castle Gracht by now. FARRAH: You know, you almost have to admire the man. ZADEK: Admire him? I should have klled him when he walked in here, flag of truce or no flag of truce. FARRAH: You've got to admit, sir, it takes courage to walk in here, to distract our attention while his men kidnap Miss Romana. I mean, it takes nerve. ZADEK: Nerve is one quality Grendel has never been short of. REYNART: Romana! ROMANA: Are you all right? REYNART: I thought you'd escaped. GRENDEL: She had, but I knew Your Majesty couldn't live without her, so I brought her back for you. ROMANA: Why do you torment him? GRENDEL: Oh, now that's really most unfair, my dear. I'm really quite hurt. All I'm doing is to restore to His Majesty his bride-to-be. ROMANA: What? GRENDEL: You'll make a lovely couple. ROMANA: What's his idea? Is it a joke? REYNART: Oh, no. Grendel doesn't joke about political power. ROMANA: Then what's his plan? REYNART: To become legal, rightful King of Tara. You see, if you marry me you will automatically become Queen, but five minutes after the wedding you would almost certainly be a widow. ROMANA: He'd kll you? REYNART: He would. And the moment you're widowed, Count Grendel, that well-known champion of widows and orphans, would step in and marry you, thus becoming Consort of the rightful Queen of Tara. ROMANA: And then it would be my turn for an unfortunate accident. REYNART: Precisely. GRENDEL: This is not wine, but vinegar. Fetch good wine, dog! GRENDEL: Ah, Archimandrite. Welcome. ARCHIMANDRITE: What is so urgent that I must leave my duties and hurry here like this? GRENDEL: I'm sorry, Archimandrite, but there is a ceremony you must perform. ARCHIMANDRITE: Here? What ceremony? GRENDEL: A marriage. ARCHIMANDRITE: Your own chaplain could have done that. GRENDEL: Not this marriage. ARCHIMANDRITE: Why? Who is to be married, and to whom? GRENDEL: The King to the Princess Strella. ARCHIMANDRITE: The King? Here? GRENDEL: He has placed himself under my protection, your Eminence. Sadly, I have to tell you he is sick. In fact, he's very near to death. ARCHIMANDRITE: Oh, dear, dear, dear. He did not look well at the coronation. Not himself at all. GRENDEL: No. No, I did note that, Archimandrite. ARCHIMANDRITE: But near to death, you say? GRENDEL: Indeed he is. It would be as well if you stayed here. I fear he will be in need of the funeral rites very soon after the wedding. ARCHIMANDRITE: Oh, how sad. GRENDEL: Mmm, yes. And after the funeral rites, there will be a second wedding for you to perform. ARCHIMANDRITE: A second wedding? May I ask whose that will be? GRENDEL: My own. I shall be marrying the poor King's widow. FARRAH: But surely, sir, we have a supply problem if we place the batteries there. ZADEK: But if we do what you're suggesting, we expose our left flank. DOCTOR: How long do you think the siege will last, Zadek? ZADEK: Hard to say. The last siege of the Castle of Gracht went on for nearly two years. DOCTOR: Two years? Well, we haven't got two years before Grendel kills both the King and Romana. Anyway, looking at that plan, I'd say there's only one way into the castle. ZADEK: What's that? DOCTOR: If someone on the inside opens the main gate and a group of our men, under cover of darkness, take the guard by surprise. FARRAH: That's hardly ethical. ZADEK: Have you ever known Grendel abide by the rules of wr? But who's going to open the gates? DOCTOR: Me. ZADEK: One man alone? DOCTOR: No, no. One man and his dog. Come on, K9. GRENDEL: Open. GRENDEL: Your Highness. STRELLA: Grendel. GRENDEL: I have come to offer you one last chance to change your mind. STRELLA: Never. GRENDEL: The Archimandrite is here, the King is here. It will be quite easy for you. STRELLA: Grendel, I've told you already. I will never marry you under any circumstances, and I will not marry the King under these circumstances. GRENDEL: Come, come, my dear. Don't you want to be Queen? STRELLA: I know, Grendel, that as long as I refuse to marry the King, his life is safe. GRENDEL: Huh. And that matters to you? STRELLA: More than my own life. For the last time, I will not go through any marriage under your roof. You can kll me if you like. GRENDEL: Very well, my dear, I may just do that before long. You have become dispensable, Princess. GRENDEL: Open. GRENDEL: How is he? ROMANA: Very weak. GRENDEL: Oh, what a shame. I fear he's not long for this world. ROMANA: Nonsense. All he needs is some proper medical GRENDEL: I know exactly what he needs, my dear. Just as long as he's the strength left for a little ceremony. REYNART: Never. Do you hear me, Grendel? Never. GRENDEL: Oh, what a pity, because I'm sure you wouldn't want to be the cause of Princess Strella's death, would you? REYNART: What do you mean? GRENDEL: Or you, my dear. ROMANA: What are you saying? GRENDEL: The Princess, the real Princess, that is, is in the next dungeon. For the moment she's quite safe. REYNART: If you harm her, Grendel GRENDEL: What! What can you do? Be quiet and listen to me. I had everything arranged before this girl and her friend interfered. Madame Lamia was preparing a perfect android copy of the Princess for you to marry. You would have been married with full ceremony, and after your unfortunate death at her hands, she would have married me. Now Madame Lamia is dad and the android can never be completed. So, we need another bride. ROMANA: Well, if you think you can persuade me to marry anybody, you're wrong. GRENDEL: Oh, but I do. I'm sure you will. Because if you refuse, the Princess will die. Very slowly. Now what have you to say? Good. I thought you'd see reason. I shall return shortly. Be ready. DOCTOR: All right, K9, let's go. ZADEK: The old watergate should be right under the far wall. DOCTOR: Good. ZADEK: I'm afraid the door must be a foot thick. The timbers were intended to withstand any battering ram. DOCTOR: Don't worry. ZADEK: But DOCTOR: Don't worry, we'll manage. You just make sure you're all ready to charge in the moment those gates are open. FARRAH: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes? FARRAH: Take this. You may need it. DOCTOR: Too complicated for me. ZADEK: We'll be waiting, Doctor. DOCTOR: Good. ZADEK: Good luck. GRENDEL: Is everything ready? TILL: Almost, master. GRENDEL: There must be no hitches in any of the ceremonies tonight. TILL: No, master. GRENDEL: Kurster, a word. KURSTER: My lord. GRENDEL: Make sure our guards are alert. You yourself watch everything. At the first sign of trouble, get down to the dungeons and deal with the Princess. You understand me? KURSTER: I do, my lord. GRENDEL: I shall deal with the King myself. KURSTER: I shall be nearby if you need help. GRENDEL: Ah, Archimandrite. Are you ready? ARCHIMANDRITE: I am. Where are the happy couple? They are in their quarters. I shall inform them we are ready and conduct them here myself. DOCTOR: Here we are, K9. Here we are. This must be it. K9: Affirmative, master. This is the position marked on the plan. DOCTOR: Shush. Quiet. Just start cutting. GRENDEL: Open. GRENDEL: Kurster. GRENDEL: Well, why so miserable? This should be the happiest day of your life. It will also be your last, so you might as well enjoy it. GRENDEL: Remember, no trouble or the Princess dies. That I promise. DOCTOR: Hear that, K9? Wedding bells or a funeral knell? Do hurry up. A hamster with a blunt penknife would do it quicker. K9: You ordered me to make no noise, master. DOCTOR: Just get on with it. GRENDEL: Cheer up, it'll all be over soon. I'm sorry there's no bridal march, my dear. Guard! GRENDEL: After you. DOCTOR: About time, too. DOCTOR: Good. DOCTOR: You all right? Now listen, there's bound to be lots of stairs in there. You stay here and keep an eye on the boat. I might have to bring the others out this way if anything goes wrong. K9: Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: And don't fall in the water. K9: I am familiar with boats, master. DOCTOR: You old sea dog, you. Now don't forget, stand guard and be careful. Be careful! K9: Master? DOCTOR: Shush! ARCHIMANDRITE: Both kneel. GRENDEL: Remember the Princess. ARCHIMANDRITE: Do you, Reynart, King of Tara, take this woman, the Princess Strella, to be your lawful wedded wife? (silence) Your Majesty? REYNART: I do. ARCHIMANDRITE: And do you, Strella, Princess of the Royal House of Tara, take this man, Reynart, King of Tara, to be your lawful wedded husband? DOCTOR: No! ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: No, she doesn't. Hello, everyone. Sorry I'm late. If there's something I always enjoy, it's a good wedding, isn't that true, Romana? (to the Archimandrite) Now, listen. Have you got to the bit where you ask them if there's any just cause why they shouldn't be joined in GRENDEL: You seem to make a habit of interfering in my affairs, Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, I do really. GRENDEL: Well, you've done it for the last time. ARCHIMANDRITE: Stop! This is a solemn ceremony! ROMANA: Not any more, it isn't. ARCHIMANDRITE: Stop! GRENDEL: Leave him, leave him. he's mine. Defend yourself, sir. DOCTOR: I haven't brought my sword. GRENDEL: Well, I've no wish to kll a man without a wapon in his hand. Here. GRENDEL: Till! ROMANA: Doctor, he's the best swordsman on Tara. DOCTOR: Is he? ROMANA: Do you know what you're doing? Good luck. GRENDEL: I shall give you a fencing lesson before you die. GRENDEL: En garde! GRENDEL: You improve, Doctor. DOCTOR: Gate control. REYNART: Where is it? FARRAH: He's done it! Come on! STRELLA: Who are you? ROMANA: Well, that's a very long story. DOCTOR: It's all over, Grendel. That's Zadek and his men. Listen! You might as well surrender now. GRENDEL: Surrender? You forget, Doctor, I'm a Gracht. We never surrender. GRENDEL: Next time I shall not be so lenient! DOCTOR: Grendel, you forgot your hat! DOCTOR: Ah, there you are. Everyone all right? Thank you. REYNART: Doctor, I owe you my life. How can I repay you? DOCTOR: Oh, it was a pleasure to be of service. ZADEK: Such swordsmanship. I never thought I'd live to see the day when anyone would bat Count Grendel. DOCTOR: Really? Why, was he supposed to be good? FARRAH: He can jest after a fight like that. REYNART: Why not stay here? This castle and all its lands can be yours. Anything you care to name. DOCTOR: No, no, no, that's a very kind offer, Majesty, but I have a pressing engagement on the other side of the galaxy. Has anybody here seen Romana? REYNART: She followed Kurster out. DOCTOR: Kurster? What? REYNART: The Princess Strella! DOCTOR: Where? REYNART: In the dungeons! DOCTOR: What! DOCTOR: No! ROMANA: But there are so many different types of stitch. It must take years to learn the art. STRELLA: It's really only a question of patience and a certain delicacy of touch. I'm sure you can manage it. Go on. That's right. Very good. DOCTOR: Don't move! I said, don't move. (to Romana) Ah, you must be Princess Strella. STRELLA: Er, no. I'm Princess Strella. DOCTOR: How do you do. I'm delighted to meet you. Romana. ROMANA: Right. DOCTOR: I'm so sorry to take your new friend away so soon, Miss, but we have some urgent business to attend to. ROMANA: The segment! DOCTOR: Right. REYNART: Strella! You're safe. REYNART: And you're real. DOCTOR: Well? ROMANA: Doctor, it was in here somewhere. It's disappeared. DOCTOR: Use the tracer. ROMANA: Oh, right. DOCTOR: Ah! ROMANA: Very funny. DOCTOR: You were very careless. I found it when I came in here. Come on, let's go. ROMANA: Do you know, I'll be quite sorry to leave Tara. DOCTOR: What? Sorry to leave Tara? I didn't even catch one fish. Not one! Come on! ROMANA: Doctor! Talking of forgetting things, where's K9? DOCTOR: Well, he. Where's K9? DOCTOR: K9? K9! K9: Master. Master!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x16 - The Androids of Tara - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
THE POWER OF KROLL BY: ROBERT HOLMES Part One Original Air Date: 23 December 1978 Running time: 23:16 FENNER: Thawn, I saw your landing. How did things go on Delta Magna? THAWN: Oh, fine, but after a few months here you notice how crowded it's becoming. FENNER: Want a drink? THAWN: Out. Er, yes, please. THAWN: Harg! Your Lytteker micros. HARG: Oh, thank you, sir. THAWN: Five hundred of them. I got you the complete library. HARG: Magnificent. How much do I owe you? THAWN: Oh, don't worry about that. DUGEEN: Oh. THAWN: What's the matter with you. FENNER: I didn't offer him a drink. DUGEEN: I'm getting an echo track on here. FENNER: Well, try it again. DUGEEN: I've tried it, I've tried it. Look. Look at this. DUGEEN: Now look, that's Thawn's track. He's about twelve miles out there, coming in now. This is where the other track starts to show, do you see? HARG: Yes. THAWN: What do you think it is? DUGEEN: Well, I think you were followed down, sir, by somebody using your track as a cover. HARG: Who would dare? FENNER: And it's definitely another ship? DUGEEN: Yeah. THAWN: Where has it landed? DUGEEN: Oh, out in the swamp somewhere. FENNER: They split off at the last second. DUGEEN: You see, the scanners were only set to check your approach to the pad. Any secondary plotting would have been irrelevant. HARG: But who would risk it? There's nothing out there but a wasteland. THAWN: Gentlemen, there is a rumour on Delta Magna that the Sons of Earth are planning to arm the Swampies. FENNER: There are times I could well do without those Sons of Earth. HARG: Oh, but surely nobody would give arms to those savages? THAWN: Those savages, Harg, are getting a lot of sentimental support. The Company is putting a lot of effort into making a more balanced picture, but you've got to remember that most people on Delta Magna have never even seen a Swampie. HARG: Oh, but even so, sir, it's un FENNER: If these Swampies were given wapon that could well lead to them attacking the refinery. THAWN: It could well lead to that. DUGEEN: The Sons of Earth wouldn't be likely to arm the Swampies. They've always condemned volence. FENNER: I don't know. There was a report a couple of days ago in the routine daily circular that Rohm-Dutt's ship had vanished from Elvedon Port and all stations have been told to watch out for him. HARG: Rohm-Dutt? He is involved in gn, isn't he. FENNER: Yes, he is involved in gn. DUGEEN: Do you think that's his ship out there? FENNER: I don't know, but whoever it is, if he's making for the settlement, he's got to cross the swamps. THAWN: In which case, he may never reach the settlement. THAWN: Those swamps can be awfully dangerous. Fenner! ROMANA: Was it absolutely necessary to land in a quagmire? DOCTOR: Well I told you it was a bit swampy. It's not the TARDIS' fault, anyway. These marshes go on for miles. A little water doesn't hurt. ROMANA: Try telling that to K9. He's marooned. DOCTOR: Yes, well, we won't be here long enough to need K9. Come on. DOCTOR: Gravity check. Escape velocity about one point five miles a second. ROMANA: Really? Isn't that a little low for a planet? DOCTOR: Yes. This must be one of the moons of Delta Magna. DOCTOR: I'd say the third. ROMANA: Doctor? Sometimes I don't think you're quite right in the head. DOCTOR: Never mind about that. Just point the tracer and see where we go next. ROMANA: Oh, it's not a very clear reading. It's a very diffuse signal. It seems to cover about forty two and a half degrees in that direction. DOCTOR: Forty two and a half degrees? ROMANA: Hmm. I don't like the sound of that. DOCTOR: No. ROMANA: It either means the source is right on top of us, which it isn't. DOCTOR: Yeah, or else the tracer's developed a fault. ROMANA: Yes, well, perhaps the atmosphere here's affecting it. I know, I'll try the higher ground here. DOCTOR: Yes, why don't you try the higher ground there. FENNER: What's this Rohm-Dutt look like? THAWN: Bit of a hard case. Dresses the part. Wide-brimmed hat, bandolier. We can't miss him. FENNER: I don't intend to. DOCTOR: Romana? Romana? THAWN: There he is. THAWN: I think you've ht him. ROHM-DUTT: Just the one sht. VARLIK: We're near the refinery here. Perhaps one of the dryfoots is out hunting. ROHM-DUTT: What, that lot? They're technicians, Varlik. Technicians don't hunt. They can't use their computers. Come on, now. Come, we must hurry. FENNER: So much for Rohm-Dutt. I never did like gn runners. THAWN: That's enough. That's not Rohm-Dutt. FENNER: What do you mean, it isn't Rohm-Dutt? You told me. His hat and everything. THAWN: I tell you it is not Rohm-Dutt. You've sht the wrong man. DOCTOR: Not quite. You sht the wrong man's hat, though. Fancy taking me for Rohm-Dutt. FENNER: Who are you, then. Go on, tell us. What are you doing here? DOCTOR: Well, a sort of survey. I've lost my friend. FENNER: Who sent you? DOCTOR: Something must have happened to her. Look at the way those reeds are crushed. THAWN: The Swampies must have got her. DOCTOR: Swampies? Are they the local tribes here? FENNER: Yes. They've never come so near the refinery before. They're getting bolder, aren't they. THAWN: If they jump us here, we don't stand a chance. DOCTOR: Listen, how do I get in touch with these Swampies? FENNER: What's that? THAWN: You're coming with us. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. I'm looking for my friend. You see, she's important to me. THAWN: I insist. There are a lot of very important questions yet to be answered. DOCTOR: Fine. Shush. Will there be strawberry jam for tea? ROHM-DUTT: You know, there's a thing called a drill fly in these swamps. Lays its eggs in your feet. A week later, you get holes in your head. ROMANA: How long am I going to be tied up here? ROHM-DUTT: Well, that depends. ROMANA: On what? ROHM-DUTT: On whether you cooperate. If you don't, you'll rot there. Won't take long in this climate. ROMANA: And that doesn't bother you? ROHM-DUTT: Young woman, I'm indifferent. ROMANA: Emotional insulation is usually indicative of psychofugal trauma. ROHM-DUTT: I didn't know that. ROHM-DUTT: Ah, I've never known such a place for rainstorms. That's why it's so wet. ROMANA: How do I cooperate? ROHM-DUTT: Are you with the refinery? ROMANA: What refinery? ROHM-DUTT: Ah. Good. ROMANA: What's good? ROHM-DUTT: I thought you'd lie. I happen to know they don't employ women there. ROMANA: Look, I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't heard of any refinery or ROHM-DUTT: Now, there's no need to get excited. There's plenty of time to dig out the truth. ROMANA: I am telling you the truth. Who do you think I am? ROHM-DUTT: Did they send you here alone? ROMANA: Nobody sent me. ROHM-DUTT: How many are with you? ROMANA: Just the Doctor. ROHM-DUTT: The Doctor? And where is he? ROMANA: Looking for me, I expect. ROHM-DUTT: What were you doing in the swamp? ROMANA: Catching butterflies. ROHM-DUTT: Oh, I like a joke. ROMANA: I'll try and think of one. ROHM-DUTT: What were you doing in the swamp? ROMANA: Look, you'd be none the wiser if I did tell you. ROHM-DUTT: What were you doing in the swamp? HARG: Oh, good. You got him. THAWN: This isn't Rohm-Dutt. HARG: What? FENNER: We don't know who it is. We found him in the prohibited area. DOCTOR: You should put up the usual notices. Trespassers will be sht. Who is Rohm-Dutt? FENNER: He's a gn. Don't you know him? DOCTOR: No, I'm new here. THAWN: What were you doing out there? DOCTOR: I told you, looking for my friend. THAWN: Well, looking for a friend in a prohibited area a hundred yards from a classified project could lead you into a lot of trouble. DOCTOR: What classified project? FENNER: You're in the middle of it. DOCTOR: What, this? A methane catalysing refinery, classified? THAWN: So you admit that you know what it is? DOCTOR: What? Well, of course I know what it is. I've seen hundreds of them. HARG: He's crazy. FENNER: This is a pilot plant, the first ever built. DOCTOR: You Earth colonists are always so insular. If you'd been to Binaca-Ananda, you'd see one in every town. THAWN: Get up! Are you claiming that you're from outside this constellation? DOCTOR: Yes. THAWN: And how did you get here? DOCTOR: I have my own transport. HARG: He is crazy. DOCTOR: Will you stop saying that? What gives him an insight into my mental processes? THAWN: All right, expert, what's that? DOCTOR: That's an air vent. THAWN: Not that, that! DOCTOR: It's a funicular gas separator. THAWN: And that? DOCTOR: Well, it looks to me like a primitive enzyme recycler, with an injection circuit feeding the bacterium bioplast. I imagine that the raw protein is centrifuged before being freeze-dried and compressed for packaging. I think you'd find it more efficient if you inserted a plasmin catalyst ahead of the bioplast circuit. THAWN: A plasmin catalyst? DOCTOR: Yeah, why not? HARG: But that's brilliant! FENNER: Oh, yes, that's brilliant. THAWN: Yes. DOCTOR: Am I free to go now? THAWN: No. DOCTOR: Oh. THAWN: What were you doing out there? DOCTOR: Right. A sort of mineralogical survey. Look, I've got to go and find my friend. FENNER: I wouldn't. You see, if the Swampies have taken him to their settlement, then you'll never reach him, because those swamps are bottomless and only the Swampies know the paths. THAWN: And you'll get a spear in your back. They've klled two of my men already. DUGEEN (OOV.): Attention. Orbit sht in ten minutes. DOCTOR: Orbit sht? THAWN: Right, we'll watch it from the control centre. You come with us. ROHM-DUTT: Sixty calibre gas-operated Stelsons. RANQUIN: They are old. ROHM-DUTT: Old? No, they need cleaning. Some of these gn have never been out of their crates. They're in perfect working order. SKART: Where are the magazines? ROHM-DUTT: In there. Two for each gn. SKART: And spare ammniton? ROHM-DUTT: You have eighty magazines with fifty rounds in each. Is there an army at the refinery? RANQUIN: You are my brother, and with these wapon we will drive the dryfoots from our waters. ROHM-DUTT: That's why the Sons of Earth sent them. Oh now, Chief, Chief, Chief, if you'd be kind enough to put your signature on this? SKART: Signature? What is this signature? ROHM-DUTT: Well, make your mark or anything you like. Put your seal on it. RANQUIN: The mark of Kroll is sacred to my people. ROHM-DUTT: Oh. Oh, that will do very nicely. It's just to say that I've made the delivery. SKART: We do not understand your dryfoot ways. ROHM-DUTT: I have to show them the paper back on Delta Magna. RANQUIN: Ah, I see, my brother. The Sons of Earth do not trust you, is that it? ROHM-DUTT: Well, it is business, Chief, you know. RANQUIN: Skart. RANQUIN: Now, what of the dryfoot woman that you captured? Was she spying on you? ROHM-DUTT: Oh, thank you, thank you. No, she's stubborn. She admits nothing. SKART: Ranquin, let us offer her to the Great One. Always in the past, before our people went into battle, we made a blood sacrifice to Kroll, our protector. RANQUIN: We will sacrifice the dryfoot woman that we may triumph over her kin. THAWN: We produce a hundred tons of compressed protein a day and then sht it into Delta orbit every twelve hours. FENNER: That's what makes the operation viable. If we used freighters it wouldn't be a commercial proposition. DOCTOR: Ah. THAWN: Of course, the plant is fully automated. The computer controls the orbit sht, but we like to double check. DOCTOR: Very sensible. FENNER: If there's a misfire then we have a manual override system. DOCTOR: And just the six of you here? THAWN: No, five. DOCTOR: Oh no, I make it six. One, two, three THAWN: Oh, you're counting Mensch. He's a Swampie. DOCTOR: Doesn't he count? THAWN: No. DOCTOR: Ah. Why are his friends attacking you? THAWN: Because they're ignorant savages. DUGEEN: They were the first on Delta Magna. FENNER: I don't think we owe them very much for that. DUGEEN: We took their planet. Now they're afraid we'll take what they've got left. FENNER: You know there are times, Dugeen, that I think the Sons of Earth have got at you. HARG: Two minutes to sht. DUGEEN: When we put ten full scale refineries in here, there'll be no room for the natives and they know it. DOCTOR: In any case, a lake that size couldn't possibly support ten full scale refineries. FENNER: It can. DOCTOR: Oh. Then you must have an alternative source of methane feedstock. FENNER: We have calculated the methane production. We can satisfy the protein requirements of one fifth of Delta Magna. DOCTOR: Ah. Tell me, where were your men when they were klled? THAWN: Why do you ask? DOCTOR: What? Oh, I don't know. Just curious. THAWN: Out in the baygule, taking samples. HARG: One minute to sht. DOCTOR: What happened? THAWN: We never found the bodies. The Swampies made quite sure of that. DOCTOR: Then they might just have been drowned. THAWN: They were experienced men. DOCTOR: Well, anyone can make a mistake. HARG: Thirty seconds to sht. THAWN: Don't you worry about the Swampies. We'll look after them, provided they see reason. DOCTOR: What, teach them to carry trays? FENNER: Why not? Tell me, would you let a small band of semi-savages stand in the way of progress? DOCTOR: Well, progress is a very flexible word. It can mean just about anything you want it to mean. DUGEEN: Ten, nine, eight HARG: All external doors sealed. DUGEEN: Seven, six, five DUGEEN: Four SWAMPIES: Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! SWAMPIES: Kroll! Kroll! ROMANA: I suppose you're enjoying this. ROHM-DUTT: Makes no odds to me. I'm going back to Delta Magna. Any last messages? SWAMPIES: Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! RANQUIN: All is ready in the Temple of Kroll. SKART: The offering is prepared. SWAMPIES: Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! VARLIK: Soon we will put a stop to that. RANQUIN: Open the pit! Let Kroll come from the bottomless deep! Kroll, hear thy people. SWAMPIES: Great Kroll! RANQUIN: Kroll, we summon thee! SWAMPIES: Mighty Kroll! RANQUIN: Kroll, we offer this life in tribute to thy greatness. SWAMPIES: Great Kroll! RANQUIN: Guide and protect us, All Powerful One, in the great struggle which lies ahead. SWAMPIES: Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! DOCTOR: Hello. THAWN: I wondered where you were. DOCTOR: Well, if you've seen one orbit sht, you've seen them all. SWAMPIES (OOV.): Kroll! Kroll! THAWN: It's coming from the settlement. DOCTOR: Are they having a dance? MENSCH: My people are calling Kroll. They're making a blood sacrifice. DOCTOR: Who's Kroll? THAWN: Oh, it's their name for a giant squid. Centuries ago, when we resettled the Swampies from Delta Magna, we shipped along a couple of specimens just to keep them happy. DOCTOR: Yes, but just the same, a blood sacrifice. I don't like the sound of that. THAWN: Don't be stupid. You'll never cross those swamps on your own. DOCTOR: What? Look, I have a shrewd idea who it is that might be being sacrificed, and Romana's not the easiest of guests. THAWN: It'll be light in one hour, so we'll take a swamp glider and go in force. DOCTOR: There's no need for you to be involved. THAWN: You heard Mensch. If they're sacrificing, they're preparing for wr, and that means Rohm-Dutt has got through with the g*n. We've got gas mortars, so we could knock out that settlement in a couple of minutes. Now that we know they're armed, we can prove that we were acting in self-defence. Let's go. SWAMPIES (OOV.): Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! THAWN: Not you! SWAMPIES: Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! SWAMPIES (OOV.): Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! SWAMPIES (OOV.): Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! SWAMPIES: Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! ROMANA: It's all nonsense. Primitive spirit worship. SWAMPIES: Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! Kroll! etc, etc. RANQUIN: Kroll rises from the depths!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x17 - The Power of Kroll - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
THE POWER OF KROLL BY: ROBERT HOLMES Part Two Original Air Date: 30 December 1978 Running time: 23:57 ROMANA: How did you know? DOCTOR: Well, he probably looked more convincing from the front. ROMANA: Too convincing, but there's no need to be smug about it. DOCTOR: I'm not smug. ROMANA: I can tell that expression even from behind. DOCTOR: Sucker marks. ROMANA: Sucker marks? DOCTOR: Look, sucker marks. Pretty ancient, too, by the way the erosion's ROMANA: Presumably that was Kroll. DOCTOR: Oh, they've told you about their local water deity, have they? ROMANA: Yes. They seem to think I should be quite honoured to be sacrificed to the thing. DOCTOR: Yeah, or to his memory. Kroll was brought here hundreds of years ago. He must be dad by now. ROMANA: Then that explains the masquerade. It must have been political. DOCTOR: Don't talk to me about politics. ROMANA: Look out! THAWN (OOV.): Thawn here. What is it, Control? DUGEEN: I'm getting something very odd on the scanner, sir. THAWN (OOV.): What do you mean? DUGEEN: Well, it's something I don't understand. There's movement underneath the baygule. THAWN (OOV.): How do you know? DUGEEN: Well, I've just done a routine scan of the bottom. The entire picture's changed during the past hour. The whole bed of the baygule's moved. THAWN (OOV.): Well, it could just be a gas build up. DUGEEN: Well, I thought of that, but it's changed shape over two square miles. THAWN (OOV.): All right. Well, keep a check on it, but let me know as soon as it starts to cone. DUGEEN: Right, sir. ROHM-DUTT: What is it? RANQUIN: Nual's brought us a message from Mensch. The dryfoots are planning to attck us at dawn. ROHM-DUTT: What, to attck us? You mean here in the settlement? RANQUIN: They are coming in their air boats. ROHM-DUTT: But that wasn't what. You'll have to leave here at once. Get your people to hide out in the swamps. RANQUIN: We are not running from the dryfoots. We have wapon now. ROHM-DUTT: But you don't know how to use them. VARLIK: A rfle's not a difficult wapon. ROHM-DUTT: You have to know one end from the other, Varlik. VARLIK: Like all dryfoots, Rohm-Dutt, because we lead a simple life you think we're fools. ROHM-DUTT: All I'm saying is that you're not ready to fight yet, and if you stay here, you'll get trapped and stand no chance. But if you split into smaller groups and spread your people across the swamps, they'll never ht you. RANQUIN: Our plans are made. Our men are moving into position. We will ambush them on the lakes, in the open. VARLIK: We can take them by surprise. There's only a handful of them. ROHM-DUTT: Chief, Chief, even if you succeed, it won't be the end. RANQUIN: They're the invde of our waters, the aggressors. They have no right here. And there are many on Delta Magna who support our cause. VARLIK: Why else would the Sons of Earth send us wapon. ROHM-DUTT: I still say it's too soon to fight. RANQUIN: You would rather we waited until you are safely back on Delta Magna. ROHM-DUTT: I came here to supply arms, not to fight. VARLIK: But you will fight with us now, Rohm-Dutt. We need every gn. DOCTOR: I wonder where they found that. Look, it's a genuine antique. ROMANA: Fascinating. DOCTOR: Are you all right? ROMANA: Doctor, there's something I have to tell you. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: I dropped the tracer. DOCTOR: What! I picked it up. ROMANA: Oh. Well, let's get out of here and find the fifth segment. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. It would be extremely foolhardy trying to cross the swamp in the dark, would it not. ROMANA: Yes, but about our monster? He's liable to be back at any moment with his friends. DOCTOR: I don't think so. They're more likely to be digging trenches. ROMANA: Why? DOCTOR: They expect to be attcked at any moment. ROMANA: Really? DOCTOR: Yes. I followed a Swampie carrying vital information. ROMANA: How did you manage that? DOCTOR: Well. Shush. DOCTOR: Well, it wasn't too difficult. The technicians at the refinery were so busy trying to find an excuse to start a mssacre, I just slipped away. ROMANA: What is this refinery? They keep accusing me of coming from it. DOCTOR: It's a primitive methane catalysing refinery. A pilot plant for bigger things, they hope. ROMANA: Who's they? DOCTOR: The Earth colonists from Delta Magna. They're the ones who shipped the little green men up here. ROMANA: Ah, because they thought this moon was no use to anybody. DOCTOR: That's right. Of course, that was all a long time ago. ROMANA: And now they've found something here they want, they're trying to get rid of them again. DOCTOR: Precisely. ROMANA: But methane? DOCTOR: Yes. I wouldn't have thought it was worthwhile, but they're producing a hundred tons of compressed protein twice a day. ROMANA: As much as that? DOCTOR: Yes, they're sending it back to Delta Magna in orbit sht capsules. ROMANA: But it doesn't make sense. I mean, how can they possibly produce that much protein? Where's it coming from? DOCTOR: I don't know, I haven't discovered that yet. But they're producing it, and in sufficient quantities to make it worth fighting over. ROMANA: Yes, this lot are spoiling for a wr, too. The whole idea of this sacrifice was to propitiate Kroll and get him on their side. That's why I said it was political. And there's a gn here called Rohm-Dutt. He thinks I've been sent here to get evidence against him. DOCTOR: Rohm-Dutt? So Thawn was right about the gn. I wonder. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Well, who's paying Rohm-Dutt? I mean, they obviously don't use money here. ROMANA: Doctor, does it matter? Let's just get out of here and find the segment and leave them to it. It'll be dawn soon. DOCTOR: At the bottom of that shaft there'll be an underground passage. I wonder where it leads to? ROMANA: I hate underground passages. DOCTOR: So do I. DUGEEN: You can see how it's moved. I've been recording these scans every five minutes. THAWN: What's the latest picture? DUGEEN: Coming up. THAWN: That's weird. It's as though something's lifted up the whole bed and then settled back again. DUGEEN: Yeah. It can't be a gas build-up, not over such a wide area. THAWN: Well, we'd better sink a probe right into the centre and take some samples. FENNER: That fellow's disappeared. THAWN: Eh? FENNER: That Doctor fellow has disappeared. Gone. Not a trace. THAWN: Well, have you looked in his quarters? He said he was going to get some sleep. FENNER: I have searched the whole station, everywhere, and one of the boats is missing. DUGEEN: Do you suppose that he could be connected with this? THAWN: I wonder. FENNER: Why, what's going on? DUGEEN: Something very odd's going on on the lake bed. Look. THAWN: Have you ever seen anything like this before? FENNER: No, I haven't. DUGEEN: It's on such a big scale. I doubt our mystery friend could anything that size on his own. THAWN: If he is on his own. FENNER: Of course, when we picked him up he was talking about looking for some friend. DUGEEN: Maybe there's more than one. We don't even know how he got here. THAWN: Or how long he's been here. DUGEEN: Well, the only track of anything we picked up apart from your own ship, was of whatever followed you down. FENNER: I think it's too much of a coincidence. You know we assumed it was Rohm-Dutt's ship that had landed. We haven't found it, though, have we. DUGEEN: It could have belonged to this fellow, I suppose. He's been here with us, so he couldn't have done much by himself. But if he's got friends out there, then we're in trouble. FENNER: So what are they up to? THAWN: Obvious, isn't it. They're trying to sabotage the plant. FENNER: Well, any activity on the lake bed could disturb the methane source. THAWN: Of course. Now, I don't know where this fellow comes from, but he's obviously got considerable scientific knowledge. DUGEEN: Look at the way he knew all about this plant. THAWN: Unless, of course, he was very well briefed. It could have been an act. FENNER: No, no, no. Not when he was talking about inserting the plasmin catalyst, no. THAWN: That's true. But whatever he is, I think that he's helping the Swampies. You say one of the boats is missing? FENNER: Yeah. THAWN: Well, if he took a boat rather than a swamp glider, it means that he doesn't want the noise of an engine. FENNER: It also means he's trying to cross the swamps on foot. DUGEEN: Why would he take that risk? THAWN: Because he's a Swampie-lover! I've told you, he's in with them. FENNER: You think he's gone to warn them that we're coming? THAWN: Exactly. I had an instinct about him from the very start. He was too glib by half. Oh, yes, he's one of those fanatics from Sons of Earth. FENNER: Well, they won't be much help to him, will they, when he starts wandering off the path. THAWN: He can't have got very far, so I'll take Mensch and head him off in a glider. FENNER: I wouldn't bother. He'll probably drown anyway. THAWN: Oh, I intend to make quite certain of it. ROMANA: What's that you've got? DOCTOR: I think it's an illustrated history of the tribe. A sort of Bayeux tapestry with footnotes. ROMANA: Oh, a sort of Holy Writ. DOCTOR: I think it's atrociously writ, but the pictures aren't bad. Look. That shows them being evicted from Delta Magna. ROMANA: Where they originally came from. DOCTOR: That's right, yes. They were given this moon as a sort of reservation. Look, there you are. There's Kroll in his aquarium. What did I tell you? Sucker marks. ROMANA: What's the footnote? DOCTOR: Hmm? Let me see. And Kroll. When Kroll awakened, he saw that the people were fat and indolent, and then Kroll became angry and he struck them down, swallowing into him the symbol of his power and klling all who were in the temple, even Hajes the priest. Great was the lamentation of the people but Kroll returned to the water and slept. ROMANA: Oh, I like a book with a happy ending. DOCTOR: Thus was the third manifestation of Kroll. Well, he's obviously one of those monsters who's not always about the place. ROMANA: No, just pops up every couple of centuries. DOCTOR: Yeah. Still, a dormancy period of that length would indicate a creature of massive size. ROMANA: You think Kroll really exists? DOCTOR: Well, does it matter? Hmm? Does it really matter? You know what I think? I think that Kroll's still around and he's just about due for his fourth manifestation. ROMANA: Well, if we had any sense, we wouldn't stay. DOCTOR: Yeah. Let's get out of here. Come on! ROHM-DUTT: That way. RANQUIN: Where did he come from? SKART: I don't know. He struck me from behind. RANQUIN: So the sacrifice was not made. No one must hear of this, Skart. They would think it a bad omen. SKART: But if the dryfoot woman is gone, we can say that Kroll took her. RANQUIN: Then there must be fresh blood on the stone. SKART: I will see to it when we return. Trust me, Ranquin. VARLIK: Don't fre yet. There must be a second boat. ROHM-DUTT: Thawn! It's me, Rohm-Dutt! RANQUIN: Kroll! Kroll! Great Kroll! RANQUIN: Kroll, Kroll, spare thy true servants. RANQUIN: Kroll rose from the deep to protect his people. Let us give thanks to Kroll! SKART: No, Ranquin. First let us catch Rohm-Dutt. We've a score to settle with him. FENNER: Feeling better? FENNER: So, was Mensch klled? THAWN: I think so. I didn't stay to watch. Oh, the size of that thing was unbelievable. HARG: Why haven't we come across it before, sir? THAWN: It's probably a deep water thing. HARG: Even so, it's odd we haven't spotted it before now if it's as big as you say it is. FENNER: You saw nothing of the Doctor? THAWN: No. He'd obviously arrived there already. The Swampies were waiting for us. FENNER: So he did warn them. THAWN: And they were armed! FENNER: The Swampies with gn? THAWN: Yes! Rohm-Dutt was with them, so they're obviously all in this together. FENNER: Yes, so they were the Doctor's friends. THAWN: Yes, they must have arrived in the same ship. And it's got to be the Sons of Earth who are behind this. They're the only people with the resources or indeed the motive. HARG: Shouldn't we send for reinforcements, sir? A police unit? THAWN: No! The authorities are far too soft. Besides, once they start interfering, you can never get rid of them. We'll handle this one by ourselves, and in my way. FENNER: Your way? THAWN: Final! We get rid of the problem once and for all. FENNER: No. THAWN: It's the only way. HARG: What about that, that creature, sir? THAWN: Well, we've got to deal with that first, that's obvious. It's out there lurking somewhere, so once we've located it we can then finish it off with depth charges. FENNER: I'll see what the underwater scanners are registering. Oh, look at this. THAWN: What? FENNER: Well, I think it's a defective scanner. THAWN: Where's Dugeen? HARG: It's his rest period, sir. THAWN: Well, get him down here! HARG: Harg here, Dugeen. You're needed in Control. DUGEEN (OOV.): Now? HARG: Right away. FENNER: See, that's scanner twelve. If I try scanner fourteen, it's on the same parallel. THAWN: Why, it's just the same. FENNER: We have a signal, but no image. THAWN: Well, both scanners can't be defective. DUGEEN: What's the problem? FENNER: Scanners twelve and fourteen are not registering anything. DUGEEN: Well, they were all right when I left them. FENNER: They're not now. DUGEEN: They're still functioning. THAWN: Then why aren't we getting an image? DUGEEN: Because, because something is blotting them out. Look, I'll try a transverse. There. FENNER: What do you make of that? DUGEEN: Well, that's what's covering the scanners. It's probably just a mass of sediment thrown up when the lake bed moved. THAWN: That's what I saw. FENNER: Those scanners are four hundred yards apart! THAWN: I tell you that is what I saw! That thing is alive! DOCTOR: I told them they had their figures wrong, but of course I didn't know about Kroll then. ROMANA: What are you talking about? DOCTOR: The refinery. There can't be enough sediment in that place to produce the volume of methane they claim to have found, so where's it coming from? ROMANA: Kroll. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: Yes. If a thing that size takes a nap every couple of centuries, its feeding processes must continue independently, probably through its tentacles. DOCTOR: Yes. And Thawn's men vanished while they were taking methane samples, drilling into the sediment. ROMANA: Like prodding a sleeping tiger. DOCTOR: Yes. Right. Got it! The refinery's heat exchangers must have raised the lake temperature by several degrees already ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: And the noise of their orbit sht is rousing Kroll! ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: We've got company. DOCTOR: What? Well, you'd better introduce me. ROMANA: As what? DOCTOR: Oh, I don't know. As a wise and wonderful person who wants to help. Don't exaggerate. ROMANA: This is RANQUIN: Seize them. DOCTOR: I told you not to exaggerate. DOCTOR: Who's that? ROMANA: Rohm-Dutt. A popular figure in these parts about an hour ago. DOCTOR: Ah. SKART: Soon, dryfoot, you will wish you had died on the Stone of Blood. RANQUIN: Guard the dryfoots, Varlik. No harm must come to them. RANQUIN: I will talk to Kroll, and he will tell me by which of the seven holy rituals they must meet death. FENNER: Those depth charges are not going to make much impression on that creature, not unless you ht a vital spot first time, and you can't guarantee that. THAWN: We've got nothing else. Can you think of a better way of klling it? FENNER: Thawn, we've been here months and this is the first time we've ever set eyes on this creature. Now surely, if it were hostile we'd have known of it before. THAWN: I've seen it! It's hostile! FENNER: All right. All I'm saying is that those depth charges will only provoke it. DUGEEN: Director! THAWN: What? DUGEEN: This thing's moving again. FENNER: Is it coming this way? DUGEEN: Well, it's coming closer, but not directly towards us. THAWN: Well, this station isn't designed for torsional stresses, not like an ocean refinery. DUGEEN: It's stopped again now. FENNER: Then perhaps it might feed on the bottom. It's moving along the lake bed. THAWN: I'm not interested in its feeding habits, Fenner, unless they happen to include us! FENNER: Look, if it feeds and lives in the water, then maybe we could poison it by dropping cobalt around it. THAWN: Radiation? Harg, how long would that take? HARG: Impossible to say, sir. That size it could be tough enough to withstand a massive dose. THAWN: I still favour depth charges. I'll go and check how many we've got. DUGEEN: Well, if Thawn wants to depth charge it, he's going to get us all klled. ROMANA: I didn't like the bit about death according to one of the seven holy rituals. DOCTOR: No. Probably the usual things. fre, water, hanging upside down over a pit of vipers. ROMANA: That's only three. ROHM-DUTT: (quietly) Varlik? Help me. VARLIK: You're a traitor. ROHM-DUTT: (quietly) Now listen, now listen, Varlik. We're good friends, you and I, huh? Now, I've got a lot of money back in Delta Magna. A lot of money, and I VARLIK: It's your greed that's brought you to this, Rohm-Dutt. You betrayed the people of the lakes. You brought us wapon that were old and rotten. ROHM-DUTT: No, I told you, they had to be cleaned. VARLIK: We examined them. The barrels are bent, the metal corroded. You thought you'd be safely away from here before we tried to use them. ROHM-DUTT: No, it's not true, Varlik. I bought them in good faith. Now, let me explain to Ranquin VARLIK: There's nothing to explain. We heard you call out to the leader of the dryfoots. Do you think we're fools? ROHM-DUTT: I was confused! I mean, the sight of Kroll VARLIK: It was a plot! You bought us rotten wapon so that we'd enter into a battle we couldn't win. Oh no, you cheated us, Rohm-Dutt, just as the dryfoots have always cheated our people. DOCTOR: You see? The weight of history's against you. ROHM-DUTT: What do you know of it? DOCTOR: I know a rogue when I see a rogue, and I've no desire to die in the company of a rogue, have you? Have you any desire to die in the company of a rogue? ROMANA: I'd rather not die at all. DOCTOR: I know that feeling. FENNER: It hasn't moved for fifteen minutes. DUGEEN: There's movement on the edge. Rising and falling regularly. Could be its breathing organs. DUGEEN: The pump chamber! DOCTOR: Here comes the verdict. RANQUIN: The Great One condemns the prisoners to die by the seventh holy ritual of the Great Book. DOCTOR: Seven's my lucky number. RANQUIN: Take them to the place of execution. ROHM-DUTT: Ranquin, wait RANQUIN: Silence! DOCTOR: Wasting his breath. ROMANA: I want to know why we're being excuted. RANQUIN: This one knows what he has done. You, dryfoot, have aroused the wrath of the Great One by denying him his promised victim. DOCTOR: He's not the Great One. He's the Insignificant One. If you're going to have someone imitate Kroll, it ought to be more convincing. RANQUIN: When the servants of Kroll appear in his guise, they are part of him, doing as he bids them. ROMANA: They're simply keeping a myth alive. None of you here has ever seen Kroll. You weren't even born at the time of the third manifestation. VARLIK: Kroll rose before us at dawn today. We were waiting to k*ll the dryfoots when the Great One appeared and drove them away. DOCTOR: What? RANQUIN: Enough talk. Take them away. DOCTOR: So Kroll's on the move. I've less time than I thought. FENNER: Harg!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x18 - The Power of Kroll - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
THE POWER OF KROLL BY: ROBERT HOLMES Part Three Original Air Date: 6 January 1979 Running time: 21:56 FENNER: Shut down the main flow valve! THAWN: What's going on in here? FENNER: Harg has just been sucked out by the monster! DUGEEN: One of the creature's tentacles was right inside the main pipeline. FENNER: He was doing a manual inspectro, then we heard screams. DUGEEN: Careful. He just crushed the life out of him. Look at this, eighty gauge colodian just ripped to cardboard. FENNER: We're abandoning the station. THAWN: In no circumstances! Not while I am Director here. DUGEEN: It was just a tentacle, sir, the equivalent of one of my fingers. Imagine what's going to happen if that creature decides to attck us! THAWN: We've put far too much into this project to abandon it now. There's only one thing to do, that is to find this creature and kll it before it kills us. FENNER: I've got a broken pipeline. That doesn't give us much time, does it. THAWN: Well, use a secondary line and pump to half capacity until you've fixed it. DOCTOR: I don't remember that last night. Early Samoan influence? DOCTOR: Interesting how traces of old cultures survive, isn't it? ROMANA: I'm rather more interested in surviving myself. DOCTOR: Well, that's understandable at your age. Still, I prefer it to Gothic Perpendicular. ROHM-DUTT: Varlik. Varlik? What is this seventh ritual? VARLIK: It is the slowest of all. ROMANA: I knew it. VARLIK: I tried to persuade Ranquin that only Rohm-Dutt deserved to be punished by the seventh ritual and that you others should die by the first. That's very easy. They just throw you down the pit and drop rocks on you. ROMANA: Oh, thank you. It's nice to know who your friends are. VARLIK: Ranquin says that your crimes are too serious. Kroll will only be appeased by extending your death agonies. DOCTOR: You know, that window's quite out of place. It's not in character at all. ROMANA: Will you stop babbling about the architecture? We're having a serious conversation about death. DOCTOR: Well, architecture's quite a serious subject. Skart, where did that window come from? SKART: What window? DOCTOR: What? That window up there. VARLIK: It was brought from Delta Magna when the temple was first built. DOCTOR: I'd have sacked him. ROMANA: Who? DOCTOR: The architect. ROMANA: Look, are you trying to take my mind off something, because you're almost succeeding. DOCTOR: Did I tell you about the time I was a child? ROMANA: I don't want to hear it. DOCTOR: It was a question about ROMANA: I don't want to hear! How long does this take? VARLIK: To die? Depends on the sun. ROHM-DUTT: Skart? Skart, what has the sun got to do with it? SKART: As the creepers dry, it shortens them. It pulls the plank. DOCTOR: Ah! And snaps our spines. How ingenious. Now I know the purpose of the window. ROMANA: You'll be able to die happy, won't you. DOCTOR: What is, what? VARLIK: I'm sorry this has to happen, but if Kroll's not appeased he will not help the People of the Lakes. DOCTOR: Well, he didn't do much for you last time, did he. klling the High Priest and swallowing the Symbol of Power. RANQUIN: Is all prepared? VARLIK: All is prepared. RANQUIN: Great Kroll. Great Kroll, Defender and Saviour, these despoilers and profaners of the temple are condemned to die according to the seventh Holy Ritual of the Old Book. May their torments avert thy wrath from the People of the Lakes, thy only true followers and believers, O most powerful one. So let it be. RANQUIN: Before your deaths, if you have anything to say to the Servant of Kroll, let it be said. DOCTOR: Why don't you just let the whole thing drop, Ranquin? You've made your point. RANQUIN: Foolish levity. Leave. DOCTOR: Oh, you're not leaving. Aren't you going to stay and watch? RANQUIN: We're not savages. Suffering is unpleasant to witness. DOCTOR: It's even more unpleasant to experience. Ranquin, what was the secret of Kroll's power? RANQUIN: What do you know of that, dryfoot? DOCTOR: I've read about it somewhere. RANQUIN: Kroll had the power of the Symbol. He sees all. DOCTOR: Yes, I know Kroll has it now, but what was it? RANQUIN: The Symbol was a holy relic brought here by our ancestors at the time of the settlement. DOCTOR: Yes, but what was the power? RANQUIN: He who holds the Symbol can see the future. The power revealed how the dryfoots would destroy Delta Magna with their fighting and their greed and the evil of their great cities. That is why my people came to settle here. DOCTOR: Your people were evicted from their homeland, Ranquin. You had no choice. RANQUIN: What do these questions matter to you who are already dying? DOCTOR: I like to get things straightened out. ROMANA: Must you use expressions like that? RANQUIN: Your mind is bent, dryfoot. It's well that you die. DOCTOR: He's got narrow little eyes. You can't hypnotise people with narrow little eyes. ROMANA: Oh, that's what you were trying to do. DOCTOR: Yes, trying to persuade him to untie us. Our only chance. ROHM-DUTT: How long have we got? DOCTOR: I don't know the contraction rates of creeper, or the breaking point of bones and ligament. ROHM-DUTT: I can feel it dragging already. DOCTOR: Sorry you didn't stay on Delta Magna now, eh? Who paid you to bring the natives gn? ROHM-DUTT: Thawn. He wanted an excuse to wipe them out. DOCTOR: And who do they think brought them? ROHM-DUTT: I told them the gn were sent by the Sons of Earth. Oh, I got a signed receipt, too, for Thawn to use to discredit them. DOCTOR: Why the Sons of Earth? ROHM-DUTT: Do you have to keep asking questions at a time like this now? DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, shush. Why did Thawn want to discredit the Sons of Earth? ROHM-DUTT: They're a crank organisation. They support these primitives. They want Thawn's company to pull out. ROMANA: Why do they call themselves the Sons of Earth? Not that I care very much. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, that's a very good questions. After all, none of them can ever have seen the Earth. ROHM-DUTT: Mother Earth, they call it. They believe colonising the planets is a mistake. They want us all to return to the Earth and starve. Oh! Oh! My ankles are breaking! DOCTOR: Imagination. THAWN: What's it's estimated distance? DUGEEN: Six hundred yards. THAWN: Six? From the end of its tentacles, that makes it, it must be nearly a mile across! DUGEEN: Not far off. The central mass is a quarter of a mile in diameter by about a hundred and forty feet high. THAWN: That radar doesn't show enough detail. DUGEEN: I've counted thirty tentacles on one side alone. FENNER: Well? Anything fresh? THAWN: It still hasn't moved. DUGEEN: Probably doesn't need to move much. We were just trying to decide what it'd look like out of the water. FENNER: Very big and very ugly. What do you think it looks like? The pump chamber's clear now, if you want to start the furnace. THAWN: Good. I want you to fix that pipeline as soon as possible, but klling this creature's got to be our first priority. FENNER: These depth charges of yours, how many do you intend to use? THAWN: Thirty five. It should be enough, but delivery is the main problem. We've got to ht it with a cluster all at the same time. FENNER: That's why you've got to go dangerously near. THAWN: Exactly. DUGEEN: It might help if you knew exactly what it was. There's nothing like it on Delta Magna. THAWN: I suppose we could always send to Delta Magna for a mssile strike. FENNER: No, because it'd take at least eight hours for it to arrive. If we showed them the target position now, it would certainly have moved by the time the strike arrived. THAWN: Yeah, it would have to be a low intensity strike as well, otherwise we should all get the blast. FENNER: These depth charges of yours. What if we packed them into a separate tnk, floated it over and then sank it when it was directly over the creature? DUGEEN: How would you fre the depth charges? FENNER: Pressure detonators, that's easy enough. THAWN: Yes, but how would you sink the tnk onto the right place? FENNER: Fix a small charge to the bottom of the tnk and then fre it by remote control. THAWN: But with pressure detonators, the whole lot would go up so you're back to square one. FENNER: All right, that's more or less what I said at the beginning. It's too dangerous! DUGEEN: We're getting a mega-head building up, if anybody's interested. FENNER: Oh, that's all we need. Anybody want a drink? THAWN: Put the conductors up. DUGEEN: Right. By the speed this one's forming, it's going to be a daddy. ROMANA: I can't breathe. DOCTOR: Don't give up. Don't give up. How are you doing, Rohm-Dutt? ROHM-DUTT: Oh! Oh, my back's breaking. DOCTOR: Stretching's good for the spine. Well, up to a point. ROMANA: I think I'm past the point. DOCTOR: I think we're in for a storm. ROMANA: Oh, no. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. Electrical storms on planetary satellites can be quite spectacular. ROMANA: What a pity we can't sit up and watch it. DOCTOR: Ha, ha. Just relax your muscles. ROMANA: It's not my muscles I can't relax, it's my vertebrae. They feel like beads on a piece of, ow, elastic. VARLIK: They are not from the refinery, Ranquin. RANQUIN: They are dryfoots. VARLIK: Well, so are the Sons of Earth, and we need their support on Delta Magna. RANQUIN: We no longer need their support, Varlik. We have Kroll. VARLIK: Do we? I begin to wonder. RANQUIN: Have a care, Varlik. Kroll is our god and protector. VARLIK: Kroll klled Mensch. Is that protection? If he's our god, why has he att*cked us in the past? RANQUIN: He punishes us when we displease him, and he punishes those who displease his Servants, Varlik. DUGEEN: Here it comes. FENNER: Yes, as you said, it looks like a really big daddy. DUGEEN: The rain's so solid, it's just blotting everything out on these scanners. THAWN: Put the lightning conductors up. We're going to need them. FENNER: All checked. Okay. THAWN: All hatches battened? FENNER: Every single one, all secured. DUGEEN: Here we go. FENNER: Now hold tight, because there's going to be more. THAWN: Let's hope any damage that creature did hasn't caused any structural weaknesses. DUGEEN: Right. If this wind gets inside, it could blow us all apart. FENNER: Just listen to that rain. I pity anybody out in that lot. DOCTOR: What we need are hailstones big as bricks. ROMANA: It's not that bad yet. DOCTOR: I'll try a pitch higher. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Nellie Melba's party piece, though she could only do it with wine glasses. ROMANA: The tension! It's easing already. DOCTOR: Come on. Pull, Rohm-Dutt, pull! We've got to stretch these creepers while they're still wet. Come on, pull! Pull! Another foot. Come on! Come on. You too, Romana, pull. Pull! Pull! DOCTOR: There you are. Now you all know what it's like to be within an inch of death. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Patience, patience. Another minute won't hurt. DOCTOR: Feet out! DOCTOR: Come on. ROMANA: That's funny, my nose has stopped itching. All the time I was tied up DOCTOR: This is no time to start talking about noses. ROMANA: Yes, I know, but it's just that it's a textbook example of displacement anxiety. DOCTOR: Listen, if it's an anxiety you want, look. The storm will be easing shortly and the Swampies will be coming out from under their umbrellas. Let's get out of here. Come on! DUGEEN: The mega-head's breaking up. It's dropped four points already on the Diemster scale. FENNER: A few billion volts in that one. DUGEEN: Do you know, it touched force twenty. It's the worst I've seen. THAWN: It does happen to be the season for storms, Dugeen. DUGEEN: Anyone out on the baygule wouldn't have stood a chance. FENNER: There's not likely to be anyone out on the baygule, is there. Not with the jemima prowling around. DUGEEN: Which it is. Look. It's heading for the shore. Going fast, too, at about six knots. THAWN: Right, you keep tracking it, because I want a very good look at that thing when it does surface. DUGEEN: Right. SKART: They've gone! The sacrifices have gone! Come quickly! VARLIK: Kroll has been here. SKART: No, it's not possible. There would have been more damage. RANQUIN: Someone must have helped them. They could not have freed themselves. VARLIK: Yes, well, nobody here would help them. RANQUIN: Are you sure of that, Varlik? VARLIK: What? RANQUIN: You argued they should be freed. You were the one who wanted to stop the ritual of Kroll. VARLIK: I asked you to stop the ritual, Ranquin. That's all I did, I swear that. RANQUIN: By the powers that I hold, I shall learn the truth. But if the dryfoots are not found and sacrificed according to the Holy Ritual, then all my people will suffer the anger of Kroll! SKART: They cannot have gone far, Ranquin. No dryfoot knows the secret paths through the swamps. RANQUIN: Go after them and find them! ROMANA: Can't we go any faster? They're gaining on us. DOCTOR: One slip here and you're up to your neck. Next bit of firm ground's there. We'll have to jump. ROMANA: Are you sure? DOCTOR: Well, there's no other way of getting across. ROMANA: I mean, are you sure it's firm? DOCTOR: No. Here. THAWN: It still hasn't shown up. Where is it? FENNER: It's gone right off the screen now. DUGEEN: Just ploughed straight on. It must be somewhere under the swamp by now. THAWN: Can't you get a track on it? DUGEEN: At a viscosity level of forty percent solids, this box goes blind. FENNER: You know, the incredible thing is, it didn't even slow down. It seems to be able to move as easily through swamp as through water. It was on a bearing of ninety seven degrees. Hmm. Do you know where that's taking it? THAWN: Where? FENNER: Straight to the settlement. DUGEEN: That could just be a coincidence, Fenner. FENNER: Oh yes, it could have headed off in any direction. It so happens it's heading for the settlement, so the Swampies have some problems. DUGEEN: How could it possibly know there's anything there? The settlement's two miles away. FENNER: How did it know that Harg was in the pump chamber? It seems to have a highly sensitive mechanism for detecting food. THAWN: (laughs) In which case, the Swampies most certainly do have some problems. FENNER: You know, I don't particularly like the Swampies, but I can't say I really hate them. THAWN: Oh, I don't hate them, Fenner. I just want them removed permanently. I spent many years persuading the Company to back this project, and now that we're on the verge of success I'm not going to be stopped by lily-livered sentimentalists wailing about the fate of a few primitive savages. DOCTOR: Not much further now. ROMANA: What's that? DOCTOR: Shush. We're being hunted. ROMANA: Hunted? DOCTOR: Freeze. Don't even move an eyebrow. ROMANA: Horrible. DOCTOR: Well, I told him not to move. It hunts by surface vibrations. Primarily a vegetarian, of course, but over the years it's learnt that anything that moves is wholesome. ROMANA: What's that? DOCTOR: Come on. ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: Hold tight. ROMANA: Look! DOCTOR: Freeze.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x19 - The Power of Kroll - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
THE POWER OF KROLL BY: ROBERT HOLMES Part Four Original Air Date: 13 January 1979 Running time: 21:58 ROMANA: It's gone. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: What a good thing we remembered it reacts to movement. DOCTOR: Yes, wasn't it. Let's get out of here before it changes its mind. THAWN: If you're right, Fenner, about that thing attacking the settlement, we should be able to see it from here. FENNER: It's over two miles away. THAWN: Still, if it's as big as we think it is. Dugeen, train the receptor aerial on that settlement. DUGEEN: Right. FENNER: What are you going to do? THAWN: Just checking that the next orbit sht is charged and ready to fre. FENNER: It's not due for another two hours. THAWN: It might be early this time, Fenner. DUGEEN: Look at that! FENNER: It's a lot bigger than we thought. THAWN: A hundred tons of hydrogen peroxide will still vapourise it. FENNER: What's that supposed to mean? THAWN: I'm going to drop our next orbit sht into the neck of that overgrown jellyfish. DUGEEN: You can't! THAWN: Bearing ninety seven, maximum depression. DUGEEN: You're mad. Think of the settlement! THAWN: Dugeen, have you never heard of the expression klling two birds with one stone? FENNER: Now, Thawn, you think what you're doing. THAWN: I have thought. FENNER: Because you could kll us all. The atmosphere here is thin already. Now a fireball that size could asphyxiate us. THAWN: I don't think so. FENNER: You don't think so. Have you worked out the risk? THAWN: Countdown commencing. Now get to your places. DUGEEN: You're mad. Fenner, we've got to stop him. ROMANA: Kroll? DOCTOR: It looks like it. Let's see if there are any survivors, shall we? Shush. DUGEEN: Thawn, you can't kll innocent people! THAWN: They're Swampies. DUGEEN: Call them what you like, they're no different from you or me. THAWN: They are very different, Dugeen! Now get back to your place. DUGEEN: No. THAWN: Are you refusing to obey orders? DUGEEN: On moral grounds, sir. Look, if you fre that rocket, it's not just the monster that'll die. You'll destroy a civilisation as old as your own. THAWN: I don't count the Swampies as being civilised. You're talking like one of those cranks from Sons of Earth. DUGEEN: They're not cranks. All life began on Mother Earth. All life is sacred! THAWN: I'm giving you one last chance, Dugeen. THAWN: Now then, Fenner, do you want to give me an argument? FENNER: Countdown in two minutes. THAWN: Right. Now, keep a track on that thing. ROMANA: Where are you going? DOCTOR: What? Back to the rocket silo. If he fires off that orbit sht, there'll be nothing left of the Swampies, or Kroll. Come on. VARLIK: Ranquin, what happened? RANQUIN: Kroll has turned upon us. It was his punishment for letting the dryfoots escape. SKART: But when we almost had them, Ranquin, it was Kroll himself who came between us. RANQUIN: It was a test. The Great One was testing our faith. VARLIK: Nual was klled. RANQUIN: What's a single life? Where are the dryfoots now? SKART: They went to the refinery. RANQUIN: We must follow. DOCTOR: Thawn's using the override fring mechanism. There must be some way of disconnecting it. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: What is it? ROMANA: If that rocket fires while you're in there. DOCTOR: Yes. We'd better say goodbye now. Goodbye. ROMANA: Goodbye, Doctor. ROMANA: Doctor! FENNER: Sixty seconds. THAWN: fre primaries. FENNER: Primary ignition functioning. THAWN: Continue countdown. FENNER: Fifty seconds. ROMANA: Doctor, we're too late. Come down. DOCTOR: Get out of here, Romana. Just get out. ROMANA: We can't stop it now. DOCTOR: Just get out! ROMANA: Come down! DOCTOR: Get out. FENNER: Thirty seconds. Burner eight hundred, increasing. THAWN: Dugeen, get back. DUGEEN: You can't do it, Thawn. THAWN: Touch that abort button and I say I'll kll you. DUGEEN: Then kll me, but you're not going to kll the others. THAWN: I warned him, Fenner. You heard me warn him. FENNER: That was mrder. That was cold-blooded mrder. THAWN: The countdown! Look, he hasn't aborted. It hasn't stopped. FENNER: The master cut-out's failed. Then you sht him for nothing, didn't you. Didn't you! DOCTOR: When in doubt, cut everything. DOCTOR: Simple, really. ROMANA: Doctor! THAWN: But I don't understand. There was no delay in the cut-out. FENNER: According to the computer, there's a fault in the primary ignition panel. THAWN: Well, I'll soon fix that. FENNER: Too late. THAWN: What? FENNER: Come and look at this. It's submerging again, back into the mud, and you're not going to ht it there. THAWN: If that spineless fool hadn't interfered FENNER: He'd be alive now, wouldn't he, and I'm reporting you for mrder. THAWN: It was justifiable homicide! You heard me warn him not to touch that abort panel. It was an act of sabotage. FENNER: He didn't like your methods. That did not make him a saboteur. THAWN: He was a plant from the Sons of Earth! It's obvious that he was sent here to cripple this project any way that he could. FENNER: You don't kll a man because you suspect he belongs to the Sons of Earth. THAWN: All right, Fenner. That will sound very good when we get back. But remember this. If we don't get back, it'll be his fault and not mine. FENNER: Where are you going? THAWN: To check the ignition, just in case that thing gives us a second chance. ROMANA: Doctor? Doctor, are you all right? DOCTOR: What? Oxygen starvation. ROMANA: Yes, I know. DOCTOR: Blacked out for a few seconds. ROMANA: Minutes. DOCTOR: Yeah, well, I needed the rest. Did you say minutes? Come on! ROMANA: What's the matter? DOCTOR: What? If we're caught loitering outside of here, they'll put two and two together DOCTOR: You're putting two and two together. I can tell by the expression on your face that you're putting two and two together. THAWN: So you came back. DOCTOR: Well, I remembered that I forgot to say goodbye. This is Romana. ROMANA: Hello. THAWN: What were you doing in there? DOCTOR: Well, I was closing the blast room door. It shouldn't be left open like that. THAWN: I wonder who opened it? DOCTOR: Well, I, maybe your cleaning, I don't suppose you do have a cleaning lady here. THAWN: I haven't got any time for any games, so put your hands where I can see them and walk straight ahead. DOCTOR: Ah, haven't you forgotten something? THAWN: What? DOCTOR: Shouldn't you say don't make any sudden moves? THAWN: Don't make any sudden moves. Now get straight to the Centre. RANQUIN: What's that? SKART: It is only the machinery, Ranquin. RANQUIN: This place is an abomination. SKART: Yeah, on Delta Magna all the dryfoots live in these metal boxes. RANQUIN: When we have completed our task here, I will ask Kroll to destroy it all. VARLIK: Ranquin, why should Kroll do as you ask? RANQUIN: What? VARLIK: Well, if he's the Great One and you're but his Servant. RANQUIN: While the People of the Lakes serve and do honour to Kroll, he will protect us against those who invde our waters. VARLIK: Kroll destroyed our village. Was that to protect us? RANQUIN: These are blasphemous questions, Varlik! VARLIK: I'm only asking what must be on all minds. RANQUIN: We promised Kroll the lives of the two dryfoots who profaned his temple. We failed to keep that promise. I tell you Kroll will not rest easily beneath these waters until he has eaten of their souls. DOCTOR: I don't think that was necessary. FENNER: Not me. THAWN: He tried to interfere just as you did interfere. ROMANA: You've no proof of that. THAWN: You were in the silo, the blast door to the fring bay was open and we had a malfunction in the orbit sht. ROMANA: That's circumstantial evidence, not proof. THAWN: Well, it satisfies me. There's no reason why I shouldn't kll you both now. FENNER: I wouldn't. THAWN: Why? FENNER: Because we need as much help as we can get. Just take a look at that. DOCTOR: Oh look, it's coming this way. FENNER: Yes, and it's going to attck us. DOCTOR: Well, I don't think it's come to shake hands. THAWN: Shut up! FENNER: Now look, there's still time to get that shuttle and get out of here. THAWN: If it had meant to attck us it would have come before going to the settlement. DOCTOR: Shush. Maybe it's saving you for pudding. THAWN: I said shut up! ROMANA: It's still coming. DOCTOR: No, no, no, we surrender, we surrender. DOCTOR: What do we get this time? The eighth Holy Ritual? RANQUIN: Many have died because of you, dryfoot. You have been promised to Kroll. ROMANA: And does Kroll know that? RANQUIN: Kroll is all-wise, all-seeing DOCTOR: All baloney. Kroll couldn't tell the difference between you and me and half an acre of dandelion and burdock. RANQUIN: I tell you, Kroll will not be denied. FENNER: What are we going to do, just sit here while that thing smashes this building to bits? DOCTOR: Oh, I don't know. Ask Ranquin, he's the Kroll expert. RANQUIN: You have brought death to us all, dryfoot. DOCTOR: Hey? Is that your considered opinion? You know something, Romana? I think that if we DOCTOR: Romana! ROMANA: There's nothing out here. DOCTOR: Romana, come back! ROMANA: I just want to see if there's anything here. DOCTOR (OOV.): Don't go near that window! ROMANA: It doesn't know we're here. DOCTOR: The door! DOCTOR: What, doesn't know we're here? It's making some pretty shrewd guesses. FENNER: That door isn't going to hold. It's got us trapped. DOCTOR: Fenner, Fenner, can you operate the centrifuge? FENNER: Yes. Why? DOCTOR: Switch it on. Come on, switch it on. FENNER: The fuel tnk is only half full. What's the idea? DOCTOR: Noise, Fenner, noise. The Kroll hunts by sensing vibrations. Give it something to think about. ROMANA: I think it's gone. DOCTOR: Shush, shush. DOCTOR: Yes, but for how long? RANQUIN: The Great One is merciful. Kroll has heard my prayer. VARLIK: All Kroll has heard is the machinery, Ranquin. Ranquin! FENNER: Doctor, I'll start the compressors. That'll make a racket. Then the emergency klaxon. DOCTOR: Everything you've got, Fenner. All the noise you've got. That's it, keep it busy. DOCTOR: Here. ROMANA: Where are you going? DOCTOR: To test a theory. All theories have to be tested sometime, and this seems as good as any. You stay here in case I'm wrong. ROMANA: About what? DOCTOR: The Symbol of Kroll's power. RANQUIN: Master, hear thy servant Ranquin. Great Kroll, defender and saviour of the People of the Lakes, let not thy wrath fall upon thy true servants. Great One, we ask only that the dryfoots and their abominations be crushed by thy mighty power! Master, this is thy servant! RANQUIN: Argh! Skart! DOCTOR: Well, I've had a happy life. Can't complain. Nearly seven hundred and sixty. Not a bad age. ROMANA: Doctor! ROMANA & DOCTOR: The fifth segment! ROMANA: Oh, well done. VARLIK: You klled Kroll? SKART: With that stick? DOCTOR: Well, it is a bit difficult to explain. ROMANA: It is rather a special sort of stick. FENNER: Doctor. DOCTOR: What? FENNER: There's something blocking the fring bay. DOCTOR: Oh, don't worry about that, Fenner. You won't be needing the fring bay any more. No more Kroll, no more methane, no more orbit shts. Ha ha! FENNER: The computer doesn't know that. ROMANA: You mean it'll just go on running things by itself? FENNER: That's how it was designed. The next sht is due in fifty seconds and it's already started the countdown. DOCTOR: Ah. And with the fring bay already blocked FENNER: That's right. The whole refinery's going to go up. ROMANA: Well, stop the computer. You must have a master control. FENNER: The manual override and abort are not functioning. I've already tried. DOCTOR: Disconnected in the gantry. ROMANA: Can't you reconnect them? DOCTOR: What, in fifty seconds? FENNER: Forty seconds. DOCTOR: Forty seconds. There's only one thing to do! ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Hold that. DOCTOR: Let's hope these are the right ones. Stand back, everybody, stand back. ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Hmm? ROMANA: Are you all right? DOCTOR: I think so. ROMANA: You could have been klled. DOCTOR: Yes. FENNER: That looks like the end of this place. VARLIK: It is finished? DOCTOR: Yes. Time to say goodbye. Come on, Romana, let's go. VARLIK: Where are you going? ROMANA: We've got a lot to do, haven't we, Doctor. DOCTOR: Oh yes, we have, yes. Listen, Fenner, someone will come here and pick you up. Stay here for a while. Lead a natural life. You might even get to like it. Teach Varlik and his friends how to do a replacement for Kroll, maybe. ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: I'm coming! DOCTOR: I think it's this way. ROMANA: No, no, Doctor, it was this way. DOCTOR: No, no, come on. You know I've got an unerring sense of direction. I have. DOCTOR: I think it's this way. ROMANA: Yes, Doctor. DOCTOR: Come on! ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: How did you know that the fifth segment was a part of Kroll? DOCTOR: Well, it all added up. I mean, the obvious disguise for the segment was the Symbol of Power, and that wasn't around any more. ROMANA: Ah, yes, because according to the old book in the temple, Kroll had swallowed it. DOCTOR: That's right, along with the High Priest. Of course, it wasn't so big in those days. Kroll, I mean. Just an ordinary giant squid. Hello. ROMANA: Hello. DOCTOR: No, no, look. ROMANA: What is it? DOCTOR: Cellular regeneration. ROMANA: Good heavens. DOCTOR: There must be hundreds of those around now. ROMANA: What, bits of Kroll? DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, not bits of Kroll. No, they'll just be ordinary giant squids. Nothing to worry about. Unless, of course, you're a High Priest. There'll never be another Kroll. It was the segment that did it. DOCTOR: Get back, K9! Get back.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x20 - The Power of Kroll - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
THE ARMAGEDDON FACTOR BY: BOB BAKER AND DAVE MARTIN Part One Original Air Date: 20 January 1979 Running time:24:39 HEROINE: Darling. HERO: Oh, my love. HEROINE: Don't go. HERO: I must. HEROINE: But you'll be klled! HERO: Perhaps. HEROINE: I can't bear it. I love you. HERO: There is a greater love. Men out there, young men, are dying for it. Dying so that Atrios might live. DOCTOR: Atrios? Do you know, I've never actually been to Atrios. ROMANA: Nor to Zeos? DOCTOR: Where? ROMANA: Atrios and Zeos. The twin planets on the edge of the helical galaxy. Didn't they teach you anything at the academy? DOCTOR: Yes, but we're not going to Zeos. ROMANA: No, we're going to Atrios. DOCTOR: Well why don't you get on with it then? ROMANA: Right. DOCTOR: Atrios, K9. Atrios. I wonder what the inhabitants are like there? HERO (on screen): You must be strong. We must all be strong and play our parts until victory is won, evil vanquished, and peace restored. Then, and only then, my darling, can we love again. I must go. Kiss the children for me. Tell them their daddy will return before long. MERAK: It's all right, it's all right. MAN (OOV.): Area six obliterated. MAN 2 (OOV.): Section seven, heavy damage. WOMAN (OOV.): District ten, no contact. MAN 3(OOV.): Level fourteen holding. MAN 4: Area two, no contact. WOMAN 2: Heavy casualties through all upper levels. MARSHAL: Any news of our counterattack? SHAPP: None, Marshal. MARSHAL: What do you mean, none? SHAPP: The fleet is still trying to locate the target, sir. MARSHAL: The target, Major Shapp, is Zeos! The planet. Isn't that big enough? SHAPP: The navigation systems are being blocked, sir. The Zeons must be using a new device. The whole fleet's flying blind. MARSHAL: Or have they all turned cowards? I want this attck pressed home, Shapp, before the Zeons smash us to pieces. Is that clear? SHAPP: Yes, sir. MAN (OOV.): Direct ht reported on hospital complex. Wards seven to ten destroyed. ASTRA: I must go there. GUARD: I'm sorry, your Highness, you can't leave without an escort. Marshal's orders. ASTRA: Marshal, I insist on going to see the hospital immediately. MARSHAL: Too dangerous. ASTRA: The hospital's been ht! MARSHAL: So has everywhere else, your Highness. We're under nuclear attck. ASTRA: How much longer are you going on with this futile wr? Atrios is being destroyed around us. We must negotiate before it's too late. We must have peace. MARSHAL: You don't beg for peace, Princess. You win it! Our counterattack is already underway. When it has succeeded, we shall have victory within our grasp. Then we shall have peace. ASTRA: But don't you understand? We shall all be wiped out if we go on, Zeons and Atrions alike. MARSHAL: I understand only my duty. And my duty as Marshal of Atrios is to prosecute this wr to a successful conclusion. Yours is to uphold the people's morale and give them comfort. ASTRA: Then let me go to the hospital. I can't do anything here. MARSHAL: What's the situation, Shapp? Is this raid over? SHAPP: Yes, sir, at least for the moment. MARSHAL: Very well, your Highness. One of my guards will accompany you to the hospital. Where, no doubt, Surgeon Merak anxiously awaits you. MARSHAL (on screen): People of Atrios, once more the hated forces of Zeos clamour at our gates. Once more, they shall not pass. Be brave, my people. Be steadfast, be strong. MARSHAL (on screen): This rain of death which the Zeons pour upon us, will it extinguish the flame of liberty, my people? ASTRA: My people. MARSHAL (on screen): No, our sun will rise again, and Atrios from its ashes will rekindle a mighty resolve, an implacable wrath, crushing the hated Zeon beneath the heel of Atrios. MARSHAL (OOV.): Even now we know the Zeon will to fight is failing. They cannot go on. Our ships dominate their skies. All I ask, my people, is that you, who have suffered so much, clench the jaw, grimly endure a short while more, until we can deliver the final blow which will bring Zeos to its knees. Victory will be ours. ASTRA: Surgeon Merak. MERAK: Princess Astra. ASTRA: Why must these brave men and women be left on the floor like rubbish? MERAK: The wards are full, your Highness. ASTRA: I see. MERAK: Excuse me, your Highness, but I think your rad-check is due for renewal. Yes, if you'd just come this way. ASTRA: I was so worried. They told me your ward had been ht. MERAK: Damaged but not destroyed. ASTRA: And you? MERAK: Luckier than many. ASTRA: Oh, when will it all end? MERAK: Have you been able to contact the Zeons? ASTRA: The Marshal has me watched all the time. MERAK: We must get through. It's the only way. Whether we're seen as traitors doesn't matter any longer. ASTRA: I'll go on trying, but none of our messages seem to get through. MERAK: Jammed from here? ASTRA: No. MERAK: Because if they were, it would mean the Marshal suspects us. ASTRA: No, it's not that. He'd have arrested us. I sent the last message myself. There was no contact signal, no echo, no bounce-back, nothing. As if Zeos just wasn't there. MERAK: Zeos is there all right. GUARD: Behind schedule, your Highness. ASTRA: Very well. MERAK: You must take more care, Princess, and remember to keep your rad-check renewed. MARSHAL: We're losing, Shapp. SHAPP: Yes, sir. MARSHAL: If we don't get this counterattack underway soon, we're finished. SHAPP: Yes, sir. MARSHAL: Still nothing from the fleet? SHAPP: No, sir, they're still lost. MARSHAL: We must discover whatever it is that's blocking our navigation systems. SHAPP: Yes, sir. Whatever it is, it's certainly effective. MARSHAL: How can the Zeons develop something like that and not us? What's gone wrong, eh? DOCTOR: There. We should be in parking orbit over Atrios. Let's see where we're going, shall we? ROMANA: Why not? DOCTOR: That's odd. That's very odd. Wouldn't you say that was very odd? ROMANA: That's very odd. DOCTOR: I wonder what went wrong? ROMANA: Better check the coordinates. DOCTOR: Zero zero six nine. That's exactly what you gave me. Are you sure? ROMANA: Quite sure. Something's gone astray. DOCTOR: No, no, no, just a minute. There may have been a time shift. Let's take another reading. ROMANA: Zero zero eight zero one zero zero four zero. DOCTOR: Zero zero eight zero one zero. What a lot of zeroes. There it is! DOCTOR: Well. Well, it's something, anyway. ROMANA: But it's millions of miles away. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: And where's Zeos? There's no sign of it. DOCTOR: Do you know what I think? I think something's gone wrong. Something fairly serious. ROMANA: The Black Guardian? DOCTOR: Well, it could be a coincidence. ROMANA: I wouldn't like to bet on it. DOCTOR: No, nor would I. There's only one thing to do. ROMANA: Listen, why don't you take us in on manual. DOCTOR: I think I'll take us in on manual, with circumspection. ROMANA: Right. SHAPP: Marshal? I think we're getting something here. MARSHAL: Ours or theirs? SHAPP: It's hard to tell at this range, sir, but it's not a signal profile I know and it's hardly moving at all. MARSHAL: A Zeon secret wapon? SHAPP: It's possible, sir. MARSHAL: The device that's been interfering with our navigation and targeting. SHAPP: I can't tell yet, sir. MARSHAL: Track it until it's within surface mssile range, Shapp, and then we shall see. SHAPP: Yes, sir. MARSHAL: Destroy that, and we can still win. I'll show Princess Astra and her pacifist friends. MARSHAL: She's beginning to panic, becoming a thorn in my flesh, an irritant. She could be useful to my enemies. Something tells me her value to me may be at an end. MARSHAL: Don't lose track of that Zeon device. SHAPP: It may not be a Zeon MARSHAL: Just don't lose it. Inform me as soon as it comes within mssile range. SHAPP: Yes, sir. Where will you be? MARSHAL: I have to attend to (pause) a matter of state. GUARD: Excuse me, your Highness. GUARD: Yes? Yes, sir, she is. Yes, sir. Very good, sir. Will do, sir. ASTRA: Well? GUARD: There's been a change of plan, your Highness. Your visit to the children's ward has been cancelled. ASTRA: Why? GUARD: A danger of subsidence, your Highness. The recent attck. ASTRA: But what about the children? GUARD: They're being evacuated. We're to go to K block so that you can welcome them into their new quarters. ASTRA: I thought K block was closed down years ago because of radiation contamination. GUARD: Apparently it's clear now, your Highness. This way, please. SHAPP: Inform the Marshal our unidentified target will be within range within two minutes. ROMANA: Well, there's still no sign of Zeos, but I'm picking up a reading for Atrios' twin. DOCTOR: What's the matter? ROMANA: Look. Radiation levels you wouldn't believe. DOCTOR: Good heavens. You could fry eggs in the street. ROMANA: But that means DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: There must be a huge nuclear wr going on down there. DOCTOR: Not at all, no. ROMANA: Well, what else could it be? DOCTOR: I don't know. Probably someone giving a huge breakfast party. Think positive. Why do you always assume the worst? ROMANA: Because it usually happens. DOCTOR: Empirical poppycock. Where's your joy in life? Where's your optimism? ROMANA: It opted out. K9: Optimism. Belief that everything will work out well. Irrational, bordering on insane. DOCTOR: Oh do shut up, K9. Listen, Romana. Whenever you go into a new situation you must always believe the best until you find out exactly what the situation's all about, then believe the worst. ROMANA: Ah, but what happens if it turns out not to be the worst after all? DOCTOR: Don't be ridiculous, it always is. Isn't it, K9? K9: Master? DOCTOR: Still, nuclear wr. It's always difficult walking into these situations. You never know who's fighting who. ROMANA: Or why. DOCTOR: Oh, I think I can say why. ROMANA: Why? DOCTOR: Why? Why, it's got to be, hasn't it? It's got to be something to do with the sixth and most important segment of the Key to Time, hmm? GUARD: This way, Princess. The children will be waiting for you. GUARD: You must go in. Please, your Highness. I'm only obeying orders. ASTRA: Yes, I understand. MARSHAL: All well, Shapp? SHAPP: Yes, sir. It's still there, not moving at all. MARSHAL: It could be on surveillance. SHAPP: Yes, sir, monitoring and observing. MARSHAL: Hmm. Is it within range? SHAPP: Just. MARSHAL: Then it won't be on surveillance much longer. Vapourise it. SHAPP: Perhaps we should try to capture it, sir? MARSHAL: That's probably exactly what they want us to do. Vapourise it now! SHAPP: Yes, sir. ROMANA: Doctor, look, something's approaching us from the planet surface. DOCTOR: A welcoming party, do you think? K9? K9, what do you make of that? K9: mssile identified. Nuclear warhead. ROMANA: What? Let's get out of here. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, no, no. Wait. We'll dematerialise at the last moment. Let whoever's shting at us think they've ht us. Always confuse the enemy. ROMANA: If you say so. DOCTOR: Right, link that tracer in. I want to land as close as possible to the sixth segment. The less time we spend on Atrios, the better. ROMANA: Right. Ready. DOCTOR: Standing by? K9, how long to impact? K9: Three, two, one. DOCTOR: What? MARSHAL: Got it! We got it! Smashed it, vapourised it! Beautiful. You've earned yourself a medal, Shapp. SHAPP: Thank you, sir, but I don't know. MARSHAL: What do you mean, you don't know? SHAPP: Whether we got it. MARSHAL: I saw it with my own eyes. Beautiful direct ht. It's what it's all about. SHAPP: Yes, sir, but I could swear that the target disappeared before impact. MARSHAL: Nah. ROMANA: Oh no. DOCTOR: No, no, don't say it, please. ROMANA: Don't say what? DOCTOR: Don't say another underground passage. ROMANA: Well, I wonder how deep we are this time? DOCTOR: Yes. K9? K9, are you still sulking in there? Come on out. No water or swamps. It's quite safe. ROMANA: What did he say? DOCTOR: I don't know. What did you say? K9: Master, radiation levels indicate nuclear warfare in progress on planet surface. ROMANA: What? How deep are we? K9: Four hundred metres below, master. DOCTOR: Four hundred metres? They are taking a pasting. If it's like this down here, imagine what it's like on the surface. ROMANA: Surely nothing can live in this? The radiation levels alone K9: Radiation levels are variable. No sign of immediate life. The corpse on the left, however, is recent. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: You're right, K9. He hasn't been dad. sht, poor chap. ROMANA: At close range, from the front. DOCTOR: Yeah. Must have been one of his friends. Just goes to show, you can't trust anyone nowadays. ROMANA: I don't think I'm going to like this place very much. DOCTOR: No. Let's locate the sixth segment and get out of here. ROMANA: I'm with you all the way. Through there. DOCTOR: Locked and lead. What does that suggest to you? ROMANA: High radiation zone? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Any sentient life through there, K9? K9: Regret lead shielding will prevent effective analysis. DOCTOR: Yes, it's well guarded, or at least it was. Perhaps the door's booby-trapped. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: Remember what we were saying about the Black Guardian? DOCTOR: Yes. What? Will you come into my parlour said the spider to the fly? ROMANA: Very apt. DOCTOR: I think we should tread very carefully. K9? K9: Master? DOCTOR: Could you make a hole for me in that door, K9? A little, little hole, K9. We don't know what's beyond there, do we. SHAPP: Sir? Marshal? MARSHAL: Never do that. SHAPP: I'm sorry, sir. MARSHAL: I was (pause) thinking. Well, Shapp, good news? The fleet? SHAPP: No, sir, not yet. MARSHAL: Well, what is it, man? SHAPP: The alarm sensors in K block, sir. MARSHAL: What about K block? SHAPP: Sensors indicate an attempted break-in. Now why would anyone want to attempt to break in to the high radiation zone, risk certain death? MARSHAL: Seal it off, Shapp. Seal all exits immediately. I'll deal with this myself, you understand? SHAPP: Yes, sir. MARSHAL: No one else is to be involved. And bring that traitor Merak here, now. SHAPP: Merak? DOCTOR: That's enough, K9, that's enough. Back up. ASTRA (OOV.): Help me, whoever you are. DOCTOR: Romana, there's a ROMANA: There's a what? DOCTOR: There's a man standing behind you. Get your hands up. MARSHAL: Who are you? DOCTOR: We're travellers. We seem to be lost, actually. He's dad. MARSHAL: You'll be sht for this. ROMANA: It wasn't us. He was like that when we found him. MARSHAL: You expect me to believe that? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: No. Yes. ROMANA: No. MARSHAL: What were you doing at that door? DOCTOR: I've told you. We were trying to avoid the bmb. I thought that door might lead to the way out. MARSHAL: That door leads to certain death. DOCTOR: What? He saved our lives. MARSHAL: You're obviously Zeon spies. DOCTOR: Spies? Do we look like spies? ROMANA: No. DOCTOR: I though spies looked kind of inconspicuous. SHAPP: Surgeon Merak, sir. MARSHAL: Good. These are the intruders who were caught trying to break into K block. SHAPP: Who are they? What do they want? MARSHAL: Precisely what I intend to find out before I execute them. Bring in Merak. MERAK: Marshal, I've got a hundred patients waiting. MARSHAL: Then they'll have to wait. Do you know these people? MERAK: No, should I? MARSHAL: I think you do. I think they are your accomplices. MERAK: What? MARSHAL: Zeon spies and saboteurs. MERAK: What's that got to do with me? MARSHAL: Princess Astra is missing. She was last seen with you. Since then, her escort has been found dad. MERAK: We must find her. Are you searching for her? MARSHAL: Everything possible is being done. Now Merak, I know you don't agree with my conduct of this wr. MERAK: I don't agree with wr, nor does Astra. MARSHAL: I think it's possible that you might have been foolish enough, misled no doubt by the noblest of motives, to cooperate with the enemy. Am I right? MERAK: No, Marshal, you're wrong. MARSHAL: It would be much better for you to admit everything. I arrested these two myself, standing over the body of the Princess's escort. DOCTOR: I told you, we're not even armed. Look, nothing, just a whistle. Care for a blow? Go on. MARSHAL: Shapp. MARSHAL: Bah, it's useless. Don't play the fool with me. MARSHAL: What is the purpose of your visit? DOCTOR: Tourism. MARSHAL: In the middle of a nuclear wr? DOCTOR: Yes, well, I run this small agency, you see. Trips to battlefields future and past. How civilisations died. It's very profitable. Isn't it very profitable, Romana? ROMANA: Oh, absolutely. It's very educational. MARSHAL: For the last time, what are you doing here? DOCTOR: Looking for a key. MARSHAL: Everything you've told me is obviously a pack of lies. It's clear to me that you are Zeon spies. You've mrder one of my guards, abducted the Princess Astra, no doubt with the collusion of Surgeon Merak here. Unless you divulge her whereabouts, you will be excuted immediately as spies. Now is that clear? DOCTOR: Beautifully put, I thought. MARSHAL: Well? DOCTOR: I'm sorry, I don't think we can help you. MARSHAL: Is that your last word? DOCTOR: No. ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: No, I sincerely hope not, but I think we've been here long enough. MARSHAL: Stay where you are! DOCTOR: Listen, we tell you the truth and you don't believe us. You accuse us of crimes we haven't committed, and now you're going to have us sh*t. I think after a long journey that's a bit too much, Marshal. K9, lights! DOCTOR: Goodbye, Marshal. Come on. MARSHAL: Stop them! Stop them! DOCTOR: Come on, run. ROMANA: Where to? DOCTOR: Back to the TARDIS. ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: The TARDIS! It's gone!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x21 - The Armageddon Factor - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
THE ARMAGEDDON FACTOR BY: BOB BAKER AND DAVE MARTIN Part Two Original Air Date: 27 January 1979 Running time:23:56 DOCTOR: Yes, buried under that rubble. ROMANA: Then we're trapped. There's no way out. DOCTOR: There's always a way out, if only we can find it. ROMANA: Yes, and if one has time. Those guard'll be after us any minute. DOCTOR: Possibly, possibly. K9's watching our rear. ROMANA: Shush, someone's coming. DOCTOR: Oh, it's you. MERAK: Where is she? Where's Astra? ROMANA: We don't know. DOCTOR: Just a minute, just a minute. Why do you want to know? MERAK: I love her. ROMANA: Oh. DOCTOR: Ah. Oh. Oh, well, just before the Marshal arrested us, I did find somebody, and judging from the voice it was certainly a young woman. MERAK: Where? Where? DOCTOR: She was through there. MERAK: That's a high radiation zone! DOCTOR: No, no, no, wait a minute, wait a minute. I'll take a look. DOCTOR: I can't see anything. K9, any sign of our pursuers? K9: Negative, master. They went the other way. DOCTOR: Good. Now listen, K9. K9, we want this door open, but be careful. There may be someone on the other side. K9: Understood, master. DOCTOR: Come on. MERAK: What is it? ROMANA: It's all right, he won't hurt you. He's with us. MERAK: Who are you? Are you Zeons? DOCTOR: No, no, no, of course not, but we're friendly. Don't worry about that. Romana? ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: Keep an eye out round the corner. Come here, Merak. ROMANA: Right. DOCTOR: Why would the Marshal want to get rid of Astra? MERAK: The Marshal? What makes you think he's involved? DOCTOR: Too many coincidences. Well? MERAK: Astra and I were trying to make contact with the Zeons to try and make peace. The Marshal knows. He wants the wr to go on, of course. DOCTOR: Of course. MERAK: How much longer? K9: Twelve point two three seconds. MERAK: Well, I knew I was in danger, but I thought Astra was safe. The Marshal always said that he needed her support, her influence with the people. DOCTOR: Yes. Is there any other reason why the Marshal would want to get rid of her? MERAK: None that I can think of, no. K9: Ready, master. DOCTOR: Good. Romana? Ready? MERAK: She's not here. DOCTOR: Anything? ROMANA: Nothing. MERAK: Here's something. MERAK: Look, this is hers. ROMANA: Then she was here. DOCTOR: Yes. K9: Danger, master. It is dangerous to remain in this environment. MERAK: Astra, she must be here. She must be. K9: Radiation levels excessive. ROMANA: Look, Merak, we can't do anything by staying here. MERAK: If Astra's been ROMANA: No. MERAK: Then I will stay with her. DOCTOR: Merak, Merak. People aren't dissolved by radiation. You're a surgeon. You should know that. If she's not here, she must be somewhere else. MERAK: Astra. ROMANA: Come on, Merak, worrying won't help. Let's just get out of here before it's too late. DOCTOR: K9. K9, keep an eye on that wall. K9: Master. DOCTOR: Merak, do you know if there's anything behind that room? MERAK: Nothing but a recycling shaft. This area's been disused for years. Radiation leak. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: Well, she can't have been there for very long, but how did she get out? DOCTOR: They could have moved her while we were with the Marshal. They moved the guard's body. On the other hand. ROMANA: On the other hand what? DOCTOR: Well, on the other hand, anything's possible. Well almost. Merak, a recycling shaft? Recycling what, exactly? MERAK: Scrap metal waste for the wr effort. Everything metal gets put down the shaft to be recycled in the furnaces. Why? DOCTOR: Oh, just general interest. Come on, let's go. ROMANA: Where to? DOCTOR: Well, if there's no way out there's only one thing to do. ROMANA: What's that? DOCTOR: Go back the way we came. I'd like to find out what that Marshal's really up to. Come on. SHAPP: Ahem. MARSHAL: Well? SHAPP: We've got them on scan, sir. Surgeon Merak's with them. MARSHAL: That traitor. And that machine of theirs? SHAPP: No sign of it at the moment, sir. MARSHAL: Have them picked up. SHAPP: No need, sir. They're coming this way. MARSHAL: That machine of theirs. Metal, would you say? SHAPP: Partly, yes, sir. MARSHAL: Recycle it, Shapp. Locate it and turn it into scrap, understood? SHAPP: Yes, sir. SHAPP: Got a fix on it now, sir. In K block. MARSHAL: Get rid of it. SHAPP: We've got the machine, sir. It's en route to the recycling furnace. MARSHAL: Good. Shapp, when you find the others, treat them properly. SHAPP: No softening up, sir? MARSHAL: No, Shapp. No brutality. SHAPP: Yes, sir. MARSHAL: Not yet. K9: Blaster inoperative. All other circuits undamaged. Temperature increasing. MERAK: What are you doing? ROMANA: Looking for something. MERAK: What? ROMANA: I wish I knew. All I know is that this will tell us when we find it. MERAK: And that's why you're here? ROMANA: Yes. MERAK: Not to help us? ROMANA: Look, we will if we can. You'll just have to trust us, Merak. Will you? MERAK: What else can I do? ROMANA: Tell me, apart from that circlet that Astra wears, is there anything else that she always wears or carries? MERAK: Not that I can think of, no. ROMANA: I see. DOCTOR: Come on! GUARD: You, stop! Take them. Come on, move. DOCTOR: Where are we going? GUARD: The Marshal wants to see you now. DOCTOR: That's funny, I want to see the Marshal. Come on, let's move. DOCTOR: So nice of you to invite us back. SHAPP: Those two, wait over there. You, come with me. DOCTOR: Listen, I don't think we've been properly introduced. I'm the Doctor. Who are you? SHAPP: Major Shapp. This way. DOCTOR: Ah, Marshal. I understand you've got a few problems and I was thinking that if you and I got together we, er, Marshal? Marshal? Is he all right? SHAPP: Shush. SHAPP: He's meditating. DOCTOR: What? Does he do it often? SHAPP: When things are not going well. He makes most of his decisions this way. DOCTOR: No wonder thing's aren't going well. Standing in front of a mirror gimbling and smiling at himself like that is the first sign of megalomania. He's not a ventriloquist, is he? SHAPP: A what? DOCTOR: A ventriloquist. A chap who throws his voice, you know. Throws his voice. Has a dummy. Operates a dummy. A dummy. A dummy. A dummy, of course! DOCTOR: Ah, Marshal. MARSHAL: Welcome, my friend. DOCTOR: Friend? The last time I came here, you wanted to sh*t me. MARSHAL: A misunderstanding. I apologise. DOCTOR: Ah, well, fancy you mistaking me for a Zeon. Really, Marshal. MARSHAL: I had forgotten. DOCTOR: Forgotten? MARSHAL: That you had been foretold. Your coming had been foretold. DOCTOR: We had? You mean that we were expected? MARSHAL: It's the wr. This endless wr occupied my thoughts to the exclusion of all else. DOCTOR: Yes, I understand how you feel, Marshal. MARSHAL: Now that you are here, you are the one. DOCTOR: I am. Am I? MARSHAL: The one who will lead us to victory. DOCTOR: Oh, good-o. As long as there's no personal risk involved, of course. MARSHAL: To halt the hated Zeons in their tracks, wipe their presence from our skies, and free this land, this world, this Atrios DOCTOR: This blessed plot. MARSHAL: Good, good. This blessed plot from the terrors of wr and the evils of pestilence. DOCTOR: Yes! No, I prefer the original. MARSHAL: You, Doctor, you shall give us our victory. DOCTOR: Yes. But listen, before I do, what happens if I don't? MARSHAL: The question doesn't arise. DOCTOR: Oh well, I'm very grateful for your confidence, Marshal. I'll see what I can manage. Er, we're not under arrest, then? MARSHAL: Oh, my dear Doctor. DOCTOR: Listen, I shall need to know the situation. The basic situation. MARSHAL: Of course. Shapp? SHAPP: We've located the Zeon fleet, sir. MARSHAL: Then stand by to counterattack. Come, Doctor. Come, you shall see it all. K9: Temperature unacceptable. Request further instructions. Master? Master? MARSHAL: Now, Doctor, you shall see the mighty battlefleet of Atrios, the wapon that are available to you. DOCTOR: Me? MARSHAL: The new architect of our victory. Shapp, order the counterattack. SHAPP: Yes, sir. Base to fleet, commence attck. attck, attck, attck. PILOT (OOV.): Closing. Closing. Range four thirty. fre zero four. Hold on seven zero. Ranging, ranging. Target acquisition. fre now. Report RDF and maintain attitude four three break zero six. Closing. PILOT (OOV.): Closing. We have full combat state on all sectors. DOCTOR: Six ships? Is that it? The mighty battlefleet of Atrios? MARSHAL: It does the people no good to know the truth, Doctor. They live on hope, nothing else. It's been a long, hard struggle. Production is slow, losses are crippling, but we fight on. That's the main thing. DOCTOR: Why? MARSHAL: To win. What else? wr is an expensive business, Doctor, but worth it. Now look. Look. PILOT (OOV.): Zero to control, zero to control. SHAPP: A ht, sir. A ht, confirmed. MARSHAL: And another. SHAPP: One of ours, sir. That's zero four, sir. MARSHAL: And that? SHAPP: Zero six, sir. PILOT (OOV.): Power loss on main guide system. Blue leader, attck, attck. SHAPP: Shall I pull them out? MARSHAL: Never. PILOT (OOV.): Zero three, answer, answer. MARSHAL: Press home the attck. PILOT (OOV.): Request permission to abandon ship. Zero three, answer, answer. SHAPP: Zero two's gone, sir. MARSHAL: What in the name of Atrios is the matter with them all? Why? Why? PILOT (OOV.): Permission to use escape module. SHAPP: It's inexperience, sir. Brave but barely trained. The best crews went a long time ago. PILOT (OOV.): Immediate reply. Request permission to use escape pod. MARSHAL: Pull them out. SHAPP: All units disengage. All units disengage. PILOT (OOV.): Break off. Break off action. Break off immediately. Break off. MARSHAL: Three ships left out of a once proud battlefleet of hundreds. Three. You see now why we need your help. We must have the wapon that will wipe the Zeons clear of our skies once and for all. Can you provide it? DOCTOR: Yes, I think so. MARSHAL: What is it? DOCTOR: Peace. MARSHAL: Very funny. How can we have peace until we have the ultimate deterrent that will ensure a lasting peace? DOCTOR: Tell me, Marshal. If you had this ultimate deterrent, what would you do? MARSHAL: Use it, of course. Make sure it works. DOCTOR: Yes, well, you have a true military mind, Marshal. MARSHAL: Thank you. DOCTOR: I'll tell you what I'll do. You help me find the S, you help me find the Princess Astra and I'll knock you up a deterrent. How's that? MARSHAL: I like you, Doctor. K9: Overheating. Overheating. DOCTOR: Oh yes, I think I can do something for you. MARSHAL: It must be the ultimate deterrent. DOCTOR: Oh, it will be, it will be. A sort of parasol affair. MARSHAL: What? DOCTOR: Well, a sort of umbrella forcefield, you know, that no Zeon ship can penetrate. MARSHAL: Oh, so we can attck, they can't retaliate. DOCTOR: Well, not quite. I mean, they can't get in but you can't get out. MARSHAL: Then how do we win? DOCTOR: Well, I mean MARSHAL: We must have victory. DOCTOR: Well, there's always a snag, I mean, but I'll work on it. Look, I'll need K9. MARSHAL: K9? DOCTOR: Yes, my computer. The one you thought was a wapon. MARSHAL: Well, Shapp? SHAPP: It's too late, sir. It's on the way to the furnace. DOCTOR: Furnace? What furnace? SHAPP: Recycling. We recycle all scrap. DOCTOR: Scrap! Where is this furnace? Where is this furnace? K9: Closing down. MARSHAL: Close down the furnace. SHAPP: I already have, sir. MARSHAL: The Doctor must not die. Not yet. SHAPP: It takes weeks to cool down, sir. MARSHAL: The Doctor must not die! SHAPP: There'll be nothing left but slag and clinker. I'm sorry, sir. MARSHAL: Sorry? Sorry? ROMANA: Oh! Oh, K9, are you all right? K9: Affirmative, mistress. DOCTOR: Warm for the time of the year. It's a little trick I picked up from the fire-walkers in Bali. They do it all the time. Come on, old boy. MARSHAL: He's not even singed, My apologies, Doctor. DOCTOR: Oh, that's all right. We all make mistakes sometimes, don't we, K9? K9: Negative. DOCTOR: Yes, now listen, Marshal. If you're going to insist we do this your way MARSHAL: I do. DOCTOR: I thought you might. Now listen. If we're going to set up a one-way forcefield, one that keeps the Zeons out but allows you to pass through it to attck them, we're going to have to get to know our enemy, so to speak. MARSHAL: What do you mean? DOCTOR: I was thinking in terms of a psychological barrier. It's cheap, efficient and energy saving, and it would stop the Zeons wanting to come here. Introduce an element of Atrophobia? ROMANA: Oh, what a brilliant idea! MARSHAL: Go on. DOCTOR: Yes, but to that I'd have to meet one, you see, get to know it. Brain patterns, that sort of thing. Isn't that right, Romana? ROMANA: Oh, absolutely. There's no other way. DOCTOR: Now, Marshal, can you arrange that? MARSHAL: No, Doctor. DOCTOR: Look, it doesn't have to be anything particularly intelligent. Any prisoner would do. MARSHAL: There are no prisoners. This is wr to the death. Like us, the Zeon warriors are sworn to destroy themselves. Death before dishonour. DOCTOR: Well, if you can't find me a Zeon, I'll have to think of something else. MARSHAL: Time is running short, Doctor. ROMANA: How right you are. Any news of Astra? MARSHAL: Intelligence reports suggest that she's been abducted by Zeons. If that's the case then I'm afraid DOCTOR: Quite, quite, Marshal. Marshal, would you excuse us please? MARSHAL: Certainly. DOCTOR: Thank you. SHAPP: Marshal. Zeon fleet closing again. ROMANA: Doctor, when you went into the furnace after K9, the Marshal almost went berserk at the thought you might be klled. DOCTOR: He did? How very considerate of him. ROMANA: No, it wasn't. Because what he said was, the Doctor must not die. Not yet. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: And listen, I saw something at his throat like a little black cylinder. DOCTOR: What, a device of some sort? Something you weren't meant to see? ROMANA: Yes, yes, I'm sure of it. DOCTOR: A control device? ROMANA: Yes. If the Marshal's a puppet, who's pulling the strings? DOCTOR: Yes, and what's behind that mirror he's so fond of looking at? MERAK: Questions, questions. ROMANA: Shush. MERAK: And no answers. MERAK: We're no closer to finding Astra or whatever it is you're looking for. Well, are we? DOCTOR: Merak, I believe we're closer to finding Princess Astra than we realise. What worries me is, are we supposed to? ROMANA: A trap. DOCTOR: Who's pulling the wool over who's eyes? Are we supposed to fall for the Marshal's bluff or is he supposed to fall for our? MERAK: Listen, Doctor, you said a minute ago that we were close to finding Astra. Please tell me where she is or where you think she is. DOCTOR: It wouldn't make any difference. Even if I told you, you couldn't reach her. MERAK: Why not? DOCTOR: Because I think that Astra's on Zeos. ROMANA: Doctor, you're forgetting something. We haven't been able to locate Zeos, not from the TARDIS or from anywhere. DOCTOR: Zeos is there all right, it's just you can't see it. ROMANA: Why not? DOCTOR: Can you see me now? ROMANA: No. DOCTOR: Why not? ROMANA: Because your hand's in. Oh, you mean there's something between us and Zeos. DOCTOR: Right. ROMANA: That would account for the orbital shift. But why can't we see whatever's in the way? DOCTOR: Because it's absorbing the light or energy. Or else it's camouflaged. ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: No, no, no. Maybe it's large, or perhaps its small. ROMANA: How can you be so sure? DOCTOR: How could Columbus be so sure. ROMANA: Who? DOCTOR: Never mind about that. MERAK: But Astra said that she couldn't get a signal back from Zeos. Where do we start? DOCTOR: Behind that mirror over there. There's bound to be another entrance. You and Romana go over there and see what you can find. ROMANA: Right. MARSHAL: Reinforcements! SHAPP: There aren't any, sir. MARSHAL: Deploy the reserves! SHAPP: I already have, sir. MARSHAL: Then we're defenceless. SHAPP: Yes, sir. We've thrown everything we can at them and still they keep coming. MAN (OOV.): fre in section seven. MARSHAL: This could be the last battle, Shapp. MAN (OOV.): No response, level three. SHAPP: Yes, sir. MAN (OOV.): Collapse in eight. MARSHAL: Where's that Doctor? DOCTOR: Here. MAN (OOV.): No response level fourteen. MARSHAL: Can we have that forcefield now? We've committed everything. We're being obliterated. We've nothing left. It's our last hope. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. I've worked it all out. MAN (OOV.): Radiation levels DOCTOR: The problem is energy. If we're using energy to neutralise mass, which is all a forcefield is, we need enough energy or power erg-wise to counteract the Zeon bmb mass-wise MARSHAL: So, I'll give you absolute energy priority. DOCTOR: It won't work. Look, K9's worked it all out. K9: Affirmative. The more you use, the more you need. You'd have to consume the whole of Atrios to give it an effective forcefield. DOCTOR: Which rather defeats the purpose. MARSHAL: Why? DOCTOR: Because you wouldn't have a planet to live on. MARSHAL: Then we are defenceless. DOCTOR: No, no, not quite, not quite. You remember I mentioned a psychological barrier, a deterrent that no Zeon would cross? MARSHAL: Yes, but you need Zeons to experiment on. DOCTOR: No, I think I said examine. MARSHAL: There are no Zeons. DOCTOR: There are on Zeos. MARSHAL: What exactly are you proposing? DOCTOR: I go to Zeos, pick up a Zeon, and bring the Princess Astra back if she's there. ASTRA (on screen): People of Atrios, lay down your arms. Surrender. Resistance is useless. The Zeons can never be defeated. They have taken me cptive. My people, my people, they have sworn to destroy Atrios unless you surrender now. If you love me, my people, save me. Save yourselves. Hand over the Marshal and surrender. Surrender now. The wr is over. The Zeons MARSHAL: This forcefield. Can you provide it now? Will it give us breathing space? DOCTOR: Yes, it'll give you time to save your neck. DOCTOR: Well? MARSHAL: You may go to Zeos. There is a way. MERAK: It's the Marshal. ROMANA: It's a two-way mirror. MERAK: What's that? ROMANA: Shush. MARSHAL: It's done. The Time Lord suspects nothing. I've directed him to the transmat point in K block where your agents will be waiting. ROMANA: Time Lord? How does he know? MERAK: What? ROMANA: Shush. MARSHAL: My lord, once you have the secrets of time, please, give me my victory. I've waited so long. Please, my lord. MERAK: He said K block. Astra was in K block. ROMANA: We'd better warn the Doctor. Come on. DOCTOR: You know, K9, I've got a feeling we're missing out on something. Are you listening to me, K9? K9: Master. DOCTOR: Listen. Why should the Marshal, leader in a wr against Zeos, be the only one to know of a transmatter link with the enemy planet? And why should he tell me? I think one of us is being extremely stupid. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Come on. DOCTOR: Well, good luck, K9. I hope to see you again soon. K9: Master, I do not advise entry of that DOCTOR: Shush. K9, can I take the decisions, please? Good luck. I'll see you again soon. ROMANA: Doctor! Doctor, wait! Oh, no. K9, it was a trap. DOCTOR: A trap? ROMANA: Doctor! Doctor.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x22 - The Armageddon Factor - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
THE ARMAGEDDON FACTOR BY: BOB BAKER AND DAVE MARTIN Part Three Original Air Date: 3 February 1979 Running time:25:03 MERAK: What are they doing in there? ROMANA: Going to Zeos, I should think. MERAK: What do you mean? How can they, it's a room. ROMANA: It's not just a room, Merak, it's a transmat point. MERAK: Transmat? ROMANA: Short for particle matter transmission. I'll explain it to you another time when I've got about two weeks to spare. MERAK: Were those things Zeons? ROMANA: Yes, I should think so. MERAK: And they've got Astra? ROMANA: And the Doctor. Come on, we shall have to try and use the TARDIS. Come on, K9. MARSHAL: But you promised. You promised me victory. SKULL: The wr has served its purpose as you have served yours. Now that I have the Time Lord, there will be no more attcks from Zeos. Make of that what you will, Marshal. MARSHAL: No more attcks? Then I can still win. I can achieve a great personal victory. I shall lead the final asault myself! SHAPP: Marshal? The Zeon fleet's gone. They had us at their mercy and now they're gone. MARSHAL: Yes, Shapp! We've exhausted them. Now we'll strike back. ROMANA: What's the matter, K9? Hurry. K9: Haste unnecessary, mistress. Sensors indicate the TARDIS to be missing. ROMANA: Missing? SHADOW: Place the control device. SHADOW: Now, Doctor, you are completely in my power. DOCTOR: Really? Do you mean because of that? SHADOW: Ah! Very well. SHADOW: Now do you hear me, Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes. Yes, I hear you. Who are you? SHADOW: I am the Shadow. Your adversary, shall we say. It is not important. You come in quest of a key. DOCTOR: Yes. SHADOW: The Key to Time, as it is called. DOCTOR: Yes. SHADOW: You are in possession of certain elements of that key? DOCTOR: No. SHADOW: I warn you, Doctor. If you lie, the pain will increase. Where are they? DOCTOR: I don't know. SHADOW: Where are they? DOCTOR: Lost. Lost! SHADOW: Open your eyes, Doctor. SHADOW: Are they in there? DOCTOR: Yes. SHADOW: Then you will open it. DOCTOR: Yes. SHADOW: Release him. ROMANA: Right. We'll just have to work out a way how to get into the transmat shaft. Any ideas, K9? K9: Mistress, this locking system is complex. It will take time. ROMANA: As quickly as you can, K9. MERAK: Listen. The bmb's stopped. ROMANA: Oh yes. MERAK: Now that means the Zeons know that we're done for. ROMANA: Probably. MERAK: Then why capture Astra? ROMANA: Because she's somehow involved with what we're looking for. K9: Almost finished, mistress. MERAK: Oh, this is hopeless. We've no idea where to look. ROMANA: Yes, we have. ROMANA: This tracer will tell us which direction she's in and how close. MERAK: I see. K9: Ready, mistress. ROMANA: Well done, K9. MERAK: I'm sorry, Romana. SHADOW: Now your quest is over. You have something of, shall we say, interest to me in this machine of yours. DOCTOR: Oh, you mean the TARDIS? Yes, yes, I expected to find that here. Correct me if I'm wrong. This is Zeos, isn't it? SHADOW: Don't waste my time. DOCTOR: And we came up in the transmat shaft, and then, as they say, everything went black. SHADOW: Open the TARDIS. Bring me the pieces. DOCTOR: Certainly. Interested in timepieces, are you? Chronostatics, horogenesis, that sort of thing? SHADOW: You are not dealing with a fool, Doctor. DOCTOR: Oh yes, I am. I'm sorry to disillusion you, whoever you are. And you tried breaking and entry into my TARDIS, didn't you, and failed. Covered with atmatic defence mechanisms. Very clever, really. SHADOW: Bring me the first five segments of the Key to Time, or I shall destroy you. DOCTOR: Well, if you do that, you'll never get them will you. And if you let me go in there, there's no guarantee that I'll come out, is there. It's bigger that it looks, you know. I take it you have the sixth segment. SHADOW: Destroy him. DOCTOR: Hold it! There must be some civilised solution to all this without this continued use of brute force. SHADOW: The Key to Time. DOCTOR: Look, I'd really like to help you, but I've got a problem. You see, the thing is, the segments are in there and of course I can go in there, but I can't bring them out here. SHADOW: Why not? DOCTOR: Well, you see, I've built a fail-safe. The segments are in a sort of limbo closet in, er, in limbo, and the only way to get at them, you see, is with the next piece, so if you'll just let me have it I'll pop in there and fetch them for you. SHADOW: You think I would trust you? DOCTOR: No. And I certainly don't trust you. Bit of an impasse, eh? SHADOW: No, Doctor, there is no real difficulty. I have waited so long, even another thousand years would be nothing for me. But you, I have watched you and your jackdaw meanderings. I know you and I know there is a want of patience in your nature. DOCTOR: That's right. Fools rush in. SHADOW: Exactly. Leave him. He will make his own mistake. Then, Doctor, I shall be waiting. DOCTOR: No. I think I'll have a little look round first, for the sixth segment. MERAK: Astra? Astra, where are you? ASTRA: I don't know! I don't know, I tell you. SHADOW: You must know. You are a daughter of the Royal House of Atrios. ASTRA: Yes, and I tell you, whoever you are, that I've never heard of the sixth segment or the sixth anything! SHADOW: And I tell you, Princess, the secret has been passed down through generation after generation of the Royal House, and since you are the sole surviving member of the line, you must know and you will tell me, if I have to tear it from the living fibre of your very being. Do you understand? ASTRA: Yes. And if I knew, I would tell you. SHADOW: You do know, and you will tell me. Since you care so little for your own life, let us see how you care for another. SHADOW: Closer. MERAK (OOV.): Astra? Astra, where are you? ASTRA: Merak! I'm here! SHADOW: You fool. Do you think I would leave you on Zeos? Shout all you like. You're not within a million miles of your precious Merak. ASTRA: Not on Zeos? Then what is this place? SHADOW: This, Princess, is my domain. MARSHAL: Shapp! Where's Shapp? MAN: Investigating intruder report in K block, sir. MARSHAL: What? Our chance to strike a fatal blow at Zeos MAN: He left this situation report, sir. MARSHAL: Hmm. I want every available ship made ready. MAN: There is only one ship left, sir. Your escape, er, your command module, sir. MARSHAL: Have it made ready. MAN: Yes, sir. ROMANA: Hurry, K9. If the lock's jammed, destroy it. K9: Affirmative, mistress. (zap) Finished, mistress. ROMANA: Right. Quickly, K9, inside. Come along. Hold tight, here we go. ROMANA: Come on, K9. Listen, I'm going to find Merak and try and get the tracer back. You go find the Doctor, okay? K9: Affirmative. ROMANA: Off you go. SHAPP: Shapp. Shapp to control, Shapp to, Shapp, Shapp. DOCTOR: Romana. Merak. K9. SHAPP: That's far enough, Doctor. Turn round. Hands in the air. Straighten up, slowly. DOCTOR: I'm not armed, you know. SHAPP: All right, what happened? How did I get here? DOCTOR: Well, through the transmat, I imagine. SHAPP: Transmat? DOCTOR: Yes. SHAPP: Which section of Atrios is this? I don't recognise any of it. DOCTOR: Shapp, we're on Zeos. SHAPP: Zeos? DOCTOR: Yes. You were transmatted up the transmatter there. Look. Transmat. SHAPP: Zeos? How can we be on Zeos? No, this must be a prohibited area. Section Eleven B. I mean, it must be Atrios. DOCTOR: Shapp, old chap, we're on Zeos. Listen. No bmb. SHAPP: Well of course there's no bmb. The Zeon fleet have just pulled out. DOCTOR: All right, if we're on Atrios, where's the destruction? Look, not a crack. Everything perfect. SHAPP: Where are we? DOCTOR: On Zeos! Where the Zeons come from. But there don't seem to be many of them about, which is quite good for us. SHAPP: Er, where are you off to? DOCTOR: There must be some evidence this way. Anyway, it's time I found the other two. DOCTOR: Come on. I'll tell you about the theory of particle transmission. MERAK: Astra. MERAK: Give it to me! I must find Astra! ROMANA: Listen, Merak, we all want to find her. Now look, if I let you go, do you promise not to interfere? MERAK: Yes. MERAK: But I know she's here. ROMANA: How? MERAK: Look. ROMANA: Is that hers? MERAK: Yes, I gave it to her. ROMANA: Where did you find it? MERAK: There. The tracer picked it up. ROMANA: The tracer? MERAK: Try it. See? SHAPP: Are you sure this is Zeos? DOCTOR: Yes. SHAPP: It's very dusty. DOCTOR: Maybe the Zeons don't use it much. SHAPP: It's not irradiated. DOCTOR: How do you know? SHAPP: I've checked. SHAPP: And the air's clean, but nobody could have been here for years. DOCTOR: Yes, except K9. Here. DOCTOR: Have you ever seen a Zeon, Shapp? SHAPP: Not since the wr started. DOCTOR: No, but before the wr? SHAPP: Well, of course. We traded with them. DOCTOR: What do they look like? SHAPP: Er, much the same as us. Their clothes are different, but apart from that. DOCTOR: They're not tall, emaciated creatures in long black robes? SHAPP: Not the ones I saw. DOCTOR: No. SHAPP: No. Why? DOCTOR: Why? Well, the ones who brought me here were. Very sinister. SHAPP: Could be the result of biological warfare? DOCTOR: Yes, but there's no sign of your attcks getting through, though, is there? SHAPP: They must have been Zeons. I mean, who else could they be? DOCTOR: Isn't it odd you've never taken any prisoners? SHAPP: Oh, they use disintegration capsules like we do. DOCTOR: Yes, I K9: Master. DOCTOR: K9, what took you so long? K9: I have been communicating with the Zeon commandant. It was most interesting. DOCTOR: Really? We'd like to meet this commandant, wouldn't we, Shapp? SHAPP: Yes, yes, could be useful. K9: It can be arranged. DOCTOR: Good. K9: Now? DOCTOR: Well, I mean, I think you'd better trace Romana and Merak first. K9: Please follow. DOCTOR: Good. SHAPP: He seems in good fettle. DOCTOR: Yes. K9: Fettle? Define fettle. DOCTOR: Well, you know, form, condition, tone. K9: It is stimulating to communicate for once with something other than a limited and unpredictable organic intelligence. DOCTOR: What did you just say? With something other? K9: Affirmative. I have been communicating with my own kind. MARSHAL: The day of retribution is at hand. I shall myself lead the final asault upon the very citadel of Zeon might and deliver to it such a crushing blow that the dread spectre of Zeon aggression will never rise again! Victory, my people! Victory or death! MAN: The command module is ready, Marshal. The bmb are loaded and the pilot fully briefed. Good luck, sir. ROMANA: And then Merak said he found this. It's Astra's. The strange thing is, it gives off a very faint signal on the tracer. It's obviously not the sixth segment, so what is it? DOCTOR: Well, I'd say it's been in touch with the sixth segment, wouldn't you? ROMANA: Well, yes MERAK: Shapp, has K9 mentioned Astra? Well, is that where she is, with this Zeon commandant? Oh, for pity's sake, man, tell me! SHAPP: If I were you, Merak MERAK: Yes? SHAPP: I'd try to exercise a little more self-control. Doctor? K9: You will remain here, please, in silence. ROMANA: What's wrong with K9? DOCTOR: I don't know. I've never seen him do that before. That doesn't mean to say, of course, it isn't normal. K9: Silence, please. Communicating. K9: Wait here, please. ROMANA: I think that was a sort of identification ritual. You know, rather like the dance of the bees. A complicated set of movements to prevent strangers entering the er, whatever it is. MERAK: What are bees? DOCTOR: Insects! With stings in their tails. K9: The commandant will see you now. DOCTOR: Come on, Romana. You two stay there. DOCTOR: Shapp! DOCTOR: There's your enemy, Shapp. Runs everything. attck, defence, surveillance, production, everything. The ideal wr general. No glory, no speeches, no medals and no blood. SHAPP: What do you mean? DOCTOR: It's fully automated. There are no Zeons on Zeos. SHAPP: No Zeons on Zeos. DOCTOR: No. Just this passionless lump of minerals and circuitry. Highly efficient, doing very well, giving Atrios a battering, klled millions without a flicker. Just doing its job. And totally invincible. SHAPP: Invincible? Yes, we'll see about that. SHAPP: I see. atmatic defence mechanism. MERAK: Doctor, please. DOCTOR: It's all right, Merak. Be quiet. K9, would you ask your friend here K9: Mentalis. DOCTOR: K9, would you ask Mentalis here if the name Astra rings a bell, so to speak? K9: Mentalis has instructions that all information regarding Princess Astra is inaccessible. DOCTOR: And the wr? K9: The wr is over. The bmb is over. The next step is obliteration. DOCTOR: For whom? K9: Everything. MARSHAL: Faster, faster. PILOT: Target located, sir. MARSHAL: Excellent. Prepare to att*ck.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x23 - The Armageddon Factor - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
THE ARMAGEDDON FACTOR BY: BOB BAKER AND DAVE MARTIN Part Four Original Air Date: 10 February 1979 Running time:25:09 DOCTOR: We have a problem. Well, several problems. Mentalis knows, but won't tell, about Astra. Refuses us access to the memory banks but tells us that the Marshal's on his way here to blow this place to smithereens. SHAPP: But won't it react? ROMANA: Oh, yes. Mentalis is convinced it's invincible. It's been programmed not to accept defeat. MERAK: Then it'll stop him. SHAPP: It'll counterattack. DOCTOR: Unfortunately, it's been programmed that the wr is over, so it can't attck. It thinks it's won. That's the trouble with machines. ROMANA: So what will happen? DOCTOR: Well, it will self-destruct. I think obliteration was the term it used. ROMANA: So if the Marshal attcks SHAPP: Which he will. DOCTOR: There will be a rather large bang, big enough to blow up Zeos, take Atrios with it, and make certain the whole thing ends in a sort of draw. That's the way these military minds work. The Armageddon factor. PILOT: Target located, sir. MARSHAL: Excellent. Prepare to attck. DOCTOR: Has it ever occurred to you, Shapp, that you and the Marshal and this thing are in an arena, playing out a game for some evil alien spectator? ROMANA: The third force. DOCTOR: Yes. I think I've met him. Calls himself the Shadow. SHADOW: Astra. Princess Astra. Do you hear me? ASTRA: Yes, I hear you. SHADOW: Good. There are certain duties you must perform. ASTRA: Yes. SHADOW: You will help me in my quest. You understand? ASTRA: Yes. SHADOW: Astra, you are to meet your lover. Smile. SHAPP: What are you going to do? DOCTOR: Well, we're going to try and neutralise and dismantle Mentalis here, and it's absolutely essential that while I'm fiddling it doesn't have to be distracted by an attck from the Marshal. Now listen, I want you two to go back to Atrios via the transmat. You, Shapp, are to contact the Marshal. Tell him he's won. Tell him the wr's over. Tell him anything you like but stop him taking any further action. SHAPP: And if I can't? DOCTOR: Well, then Mentalis SHAPP: If the Marshal refuses to listen? DOCTOR: Then Mentalis will SHAPP: If he insists on going ahead? DOCTOR: Well, then Mentalis will go into it's Armageddon sequence, we'll be bits of dust flying round the cosmos, including the Marshal. You might even tell him that. What are you waiting for? SHAPP: Oh, yeah. MERAK: But what about Astra? ROMANA: Merak, don't worry about Astra. We'll find her. Your duty lies with your patients. You must go back to Atrios with Shapp. MERAK: Oh, very well. ASTRA (OOV.): Merak! SHAPP: What are you doing, Merak? Come on! SHAPP: Merak! MERAK: Astra! Astra, it's me, Merak. Astra, where are you? MERAK: Astra. ASTRA: Merak. MERAK: Astra. ASTRA: Merak. DOCTOR: K9, are you sure this is all right? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: I mean, it doesn't feel thrat or anything? K9: Negative. Proceed. ROMANA: Doctor DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: Do you think it was the Shadow who built this? DOCTOR: Oh, more than likely, yeah. ROMANA: Well, since there don't seem to be any Zeons on Zeos, if you know what I mean, presumably it's the Shadow who's got the Princess. DOCTOR: More than likely. The question is, where? ROMANA: What about between Atrios and Zeos. Do you remember? DOCTOR: Romana, that's brilliant. Of course! He's got a third planet all to himself. ROMANA: Right. All we have to do is find it. DOCTOR: After I've stopped this. ROMANA: Well, if you can stop it. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: What have you done? DOCTOR: I don't know. K9, what have I done? K9: You have triggered primary alert function. DOCTOR: Blast. K9: Affirmative. ROMANA: And now it's waiting to blow itself up. K9: If required, to resist attck. DOCTOR: Let's hope Shapp reaches the Marshal before he does anything silly. We're very vulnerable till that's done. ROMANA: Yes, rather like sitting inside a time bmb. DOCTOR: What's that, K9? Well? K9: Assimilating information. DOCTOR: Sorry. Well? K9: Hostile craft approaching. ROMANA: What! MARSHAL: There! Zeos at last. I shall crush it like a rotten egg. Faster, man, faster. DOCTOR: The Marshal. Shapp must have missed him. K9: Entering self-destruct sequence. In self-destruct sequence. ROMANA: It's going to blow itself up. DOCTOR: Yes, and us with it. Unless. ROMANA: Doctor, look out! MARSHAL: Arm all warheads. PILOT: mssile armed and targeted, sir. DOCTOR: That was close. ROMANA: How did they manage to miss? DOCTOR: They weren't aiming at me, they were aiming at that, the control centre, like a scorpion stinging itself to death. As soon as it sensed I was trying to interfere with the sequence, it destroyed its own control centre. It's mindless now, clicking toward oblivion. How long, K9? K9: Damage renders data unavailable. DOCTOR: The TARDIS! ROMANA: Come on, K9! PILOT: Within range, sir. MARSHAL: Go in closer. As close as you dare. DOCTOR: Here, take a look at this. ROMANA: Ah, you put the five pieces together. Good. DOCTOR: Have you got the tracer? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: Lock it in. Lock it. ROMANA: Now what? DOCTOR: Well, it was just an idea. I thought if we had five-sixths of the pieces it might give us some power. Obviously Guardian technology doesn't work that way. ROMANA: If only we had the sixth piece. DOCTOR: Yeah. Or a sixth piece. ROMANA: What do you mean? DOCTOR: What do you see there? ROMANA: A gap. DOCTOR: Exactly. A gap the shape of the sixth piece. ROMANA: Oh. DOCTOR: We know what it looks like. We can make one. MARSHAL: Steady now. SHAPP: Atrion control to Marshal. Marshal? Come in, Marshal. This is Shapp. Imperative you abort. Repeat. Imperative you abort mission. MARSHAL: Turn that thing off. PILOT: Sir. MARSHAL: Useless bureaucrats trying to steal our thunder. Now, closer. Closer. Prepare to strike. MARSHAL: Wait for it, man. Wait for the order. DOCTOR: Here we are. ROMANA: Ah. What did you use? DOCTOR: Chronodyne. ROMANA: Is that compatible? DOCTOR: Well, it's as compatible as anything we've got. K9: Compatibility ration seventy four percent. Component therefore unstable and liable to deteriorate. DOCTOR: Yes, and so are we if this doesn't work. This should in theory give us powers of balance and stasis. We should be able to create a neutral, timeless zone, for a while. Now, how does it go? ROMANA: Hang on, let me just. DOCTOR: Lock it, lock it. ROMANA: All right. MARSHAL: fre! ROMANA: We've failed. DOCTOR: Have we? MARSHAL: fre! fre! fre! ROMANA: Doctor, I've got it. MARSHAL: fre! fre! ROMANA: We did it! DOCTOR: Well, ninety nine percent. K9: Correction. Ninety nine point six. DOCTOR: Even better. We haven't stopped them dad. We got them in a three second time loop. Oh! ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: I've stopped the universe. Still, they'll never notice. Just imagine, somewhere someone's just slipped on a banana skin and he'll be wondering forever when he's going to ht the ground. ROMANA: Doctor, why isn't it affecting us? DOCTOR: Oh, come on, Romana! I mean, if it affected the operators, no one would be able to use it. Even the Guardians would think of that. ROMANA: So at the moment we've got absolute power over everything, everywhere. DOCTOR: Yes. Yes, it's quite a feeling, isn't it. Gods for an hour or two. K9: Negative. Deterioration rate of chronodyne chip is in direct proportion to area affected. DOCTOR: Well of course it is. Just imagine the amount of power required to stop the entire universe. ROMANA: How long have we got, K9? K9: Insufficient information for accurate prediction. DOCTOR: Probability, then. K9: Probability is for maximum three point two five minutes. DOCTOR: Three and a quarter minutes? K9: Maximum. Now three point one three minutes. ROMANA: Hang on. If we've got so much power, we ought to be able to localise it in some way. That should help. DOCTOR: Yes. How do you set about localising a time loop? ROMANA: Well, if one has god-like powers, one ought to be able to use them, oughtn't one? DOCTOR: Eh? ROMANA: Command it. DOCTOR: Oh, yes. Yeah. Stand aside. I. Hey, I'd better get this right. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: I command that the spatio-temporal loop be confined to the vicinity of the Marshal's vessel, the coordinates of which are already known. There. ROMANA: And the Zeon computer room! DOCTOR: And the Zeon computer room. Let it be done. I thought I handled that rather well. ROMANA: All power corrupts, Doctor. DOCTOR: Oh, come on. It's only a three second time loop. K9: Negative. Time loop stretching. DOCTOR: Already? How much? K9: Point three milliseconds per second. DOCTOR: And the chronodyne chip? K9: Now deteriorating. DOCTOR: Yes, I thought you'd say that. ROMANA: I think we should move. DOCTOR: Yes. Nothing lasts forever. SHADOW: The Doctor has been forced to use the Key to Time. It is no longer in a place of safety. You will lure the Doctor here and help me gain access to the TARDIS. You understand? ASTRA: I understand. SHADOW: Go with her. Bwahahahahaha! DOCTOR: Come on, quickly. Remember that time loop's stretching. ROMANA: Doctor, come on! The time loop's stretching. ASTRA: Merak! Merak, I'm here. Are you hurt? MERAK: My leg, it's twisted. What happened? ASTRA: You fell. I tried to save you, but MERAK: I thought you were ASTRA: Can you stand? MERAK: I think so. ASTRA: Here, let me help you. ROMANA: Not very hopeful, is it? Whoever built this had a very twisted mind. K9: Halt, who goes there? Identify. MERAK: K9, it's me, Merak. K9: Affirmative. You may enter. Stop. Identify second unit. ASTRA: What is it? MERAK: It's called K9. It belongs to the Doctor. K9: Affirmative. Repeat, identify second unit. MERAK: K9, this is Astra. Princess Astra. The Doctor thinks that she may be able to help him. K9: Hostile presence detected. MERAK: Where? K9: Hostiles approaching. Take cover. MERAK: Quick, hide. ASTRA: What's this? MERAK: It belongs to the Doctor. ASTRA: What's inside? I must see inside. MERAK: It's no use, Astra. Only the Doctor and Romana can get in. What's the matter? ASTRA: It's the air in here. MERAK: Perhaps we should go back to Atrios. ASTRA: No, we must go on. We must find your friends. K9: Hostiles repulsed. Most satisfactory. K9: Who is there? Identify. Galactic computer distress call received. Please identify. K9 answering computer distress call. Please identify. K9: Please identify source of distress. MERAK: Doctor, I found her. This is Astra. She was captured by the Zeons. DOCTOR: Was she, now. How do you do? I'm delighted to see you. I'm the Doctor, this is Romana. ROMANA: Hello. ASTRA: Merak's told me about you. DOCTOR: So you rescued her from the Zeons? ASTRA: I escaped. DOCTOR: How did you manage that? ASTRA: Through a tunnel of light. MERAK: I was on my way to the transmat when I heard her calling. Then I fell and hurt myself. ASTRA: I think one of the guards who was after me took a sh*t at him. DOCTOR: Very likely, very likely. Where are they now? MERAK: Well, they were coming after us, but K9 chased them away. DOCTOR: Good, good. ROMANA: I think Merak needs some medical attention. DOCTOR: Yes. Look, Astra, why don't you and Merak go back to Atrios via the transmat? He'll show you the way. ASTRA: I'd feel safer with you. DOCTOR: Well, I dare say, but we've got a few complicated things to do and Merak does need attention. I think the thing you should do is go back and show your people that you're free. MERAK: He's right, Astra. DOCTOR: Of course I'm right. Off you go now. Hope to see you soon. MERAK: Come on, this way. DOCTOR: Odd. ROMANA: Very odd. DOCTOR: I think we should concentrate on the Shadow and the third planet. ROMANA: All right. K9: This is not Atrios. Neither is this Zeos. What is this place? MERAK: It's not far now. Just over there. MERAK: Oh, my leg. You'll have to help me up, Astra. ASTRA: I have more important work to do. MERAK: What do you mean? ASTRA: I'd stay and watch you die, but I haven't the time. MERAK: You're, you're not Astra. ASTRA: You fool. DOCTOR: K9? K9? ROMANA: He was on guard. DOCTOR: Yes. Something must have happened. ASTRA (OOV.): Doctor! ROMANA: What's that? ASTRA: Doctor! ASTRA: Help! They're after me! Doctor! DOCTOR: Yes, what is it? What is it? Quick into the TARDIS. Key? ROMANA: Doctor, quickly. DOCTOR: All right, all right. ROMANA: Come on. DOCTOR: Where's Merak? Is he all right? ASTRA: I got him into the transmat shaft but they were on me before I could follow. He's safe, though. DOCTOR: Good. ROMANA: Doctor, the time loop. It's stretched to about five seconds by the look of it. DOCTOR: Yes. That gives us about an hour of real time. ROMANA: If it goes on stretching and if the false piece lasts long enough. Listen, I'll get a fix on the third planet. DOCTOR: It's a pretty little thing, isn't it. ASTRA: What is it? DOCTOR: It's the Key to Time. Are you all right, Astra? ASTRA: Yes, perfectly. DOCTOR: Well, now you've seen it, does it trigger off any hidden memories? ASTRA: No, it means nothing to me. DOCTOR: That's a pity. I was hoping you'd be able to tell us where the sixth piece is. ASTRA: The sixth piece? DOCTOR: Yes. Look. We have the other five segments. Now we're looking for the sixth and final one. Think, Astra, think. DOCTOR: I wouldn't touch it. It's hot. ROMANA: Got it! DOCTOR: Good, good. Set the coordinates. Let's get on our way. SHADOW: Your friends have arrived. We must greet them. K9: Affirmative, master. SHADOW: You fool, Doctor. The Key to Time is mine! Bwahahahahahaha!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x24 - The Armageddon Factor - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
THE ARMAGEDDON FACTOR BY: BOB BAKER AND DAVE MARTIN Part Five Original Air Date: 17 February 1979 Running time:24:42 SHADOW: And you shall be my eyes and ears. K9: Affirmative, master. SHADOW: Go now. DOCTOR: Well, here we are. We've tracked him to his lair. ROMANA: Yes, we've got him exactly where he wants us. DOCTOR: All we have to do is find the sixth piece and stop the Shadow taking those other five. ROMANA: How can we get the sixth piece without using the tracer? Or had you forgotten the tracer's holding the Key together, and if we take the tracer out, we break the time loop, and without the time loop millions of people on Zeos and Atrios will die, to say nothing of ourselves. And the time loop's stretching already. It's up to six seconds now. That's four seconds left. And how long will that thing last? DOCTOR: Diagonal thinking, that's what's required, isn't it, Astra? ASTRA: What? I'm sorry, I was lost. DOCTOR: Astra, we need you to help us to find the Shadow. ASTRA: I shall stay here. DOCTOR: No, no, Astra, no. You're the only one who's ever been to the third planet before. Come on. ASTRA: I want to stay here. ROMANA: Astra, you said you wanted to come with us. Don't you want to save Atrios? ASTRA: My destiny no longer lies on Atrios. ROMANA: What do you mean? SHADOW (OOV.): (in Astra's head) Go with them. Bring me Romana. ASTRA: I understand. ROMANA: What did you say? Are you all right? DOCTOR: Yes, yes, everything's perfectly all right. Everything's wonderful, isn't it, Astra? ASTRA: What? Oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking about Merak. Yes, of course we must do everything we can to destroy the Shadow. ROMANA: Do you know where he is? ASTRA: I think so. DOCTOR: Go on. I'll catch you up. ROMANA: Right. DOCTOR: Intergalactic computer distress signal? How very odd. How strange. Here? K9. K9: Master. SHADOW: Leave her to Astra. Follow the Doctor. K9 (OOV.): Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: Two six zero. (beep) Ah. DOCTOR: Ah, girls. DOCTOR: Shush. I think someone's trying to play tricks on us. You girls better stick with me, or we'll all get lost. I ROMANA (OOV.): Doctor! (echoes) Doctor. Doctor. ROMANA (OOV.): Doctor. Doctor. Doctor. Doctor. Doctor. ROMANA (OOV.): Doctor. ROMANA: Doctor. Doctor! Oh, what does he think he's doing, going that way. I shouted at him. He must have seen us. ASTRA: I think I remember now. Yes, all these passages link up further on. Come on, Romana, we shall meet him. DOCTOR: Ah, I see what you're at, splitting us up. Divide and conquer, is that it? You didn't really imagine we were taken in by Astra, did you? DOCTOR (on screen): No. She's in your power, your employ. Little something on the neck, is it? Very crude, technically. DOCTOR: Like all this amusement arcade rubbish. DOCTOR (on screen): No, Shadow, or whatever you're called. I'm sorry to tell you DOCTOR: That Romana can look after herself. We are Time Lords DOCTOR (on screen): Not like those innocents back on Atrios, you know. Time Lords sent by the Guardian to recover the Key to Time. SHADOW: I know who you are, Doctor. SHADOW (OOV.): I have always known. SHADOW (OOV.): I have been waiting for you. I too serve a Guardian. A Guardian equal and opposite in power to the one who sent you. The Black Guardian, he who walks in darkness, and you are in the valley of the Shadow. DOCTOR: No, no, no! No! K9 (on screen): The Doctor is captured, master. ASTRA: Come, Romana. You'll be safe here. DRAX: Hello, Theet. How you been, boy? DOCTOR: What? DRAX: It is Theet, innit? Theta Sigma? Yeah, 'course it is. Remember me, ay? SHADOW: Begin. DRAX: Drax is the name. DOCTOR: Drax? DRAX: Come on, Theet. Class of ninety two? DOCTOR: Not DRAX: Yeah? DOCTOR: Drax. DRAX: Yeah. We was on the tech course together. Long time ago now, Theet, eh? Must be what, four hundred and fifty years? And a long way from Gallifrey. DOCTOR: Yes, Gallifrey. Of course! Ha, ha! Drax. DRAX: Yeah, I was all right at practical, remember? DOCTOR: Yeah. DRAX: Temporal theory did me. Still, you did well, mind, getting your doctorate and all that. DOCTOR: What happened to you? DRAX: I failed, didn't I. Still, not to worry. I was doing all right till this lot. I went into repair and maintenance. Do anything, anytime, anywhere. I've been all over the galaxy. Buy a bit, do it up, sell it. DOCTOR: Yeah. What sort of things? DRAX: Cybernetics, guidance systems, you name it. DOCTOR: Armaments? DRAX: Yeah, and that. Not on a regular basis, of course. DOCTOR: Drax, I was introduced to a computer on Zeos. Called itself Mentalis. Did you by any chance have anything to do with the installation? DRAX: Strictly under duress. That's why I'm here. The minute I finished the job, wham. Feet never touched the ground. DOCTOR: The Shadow? DRAX: I didn't know who he was, did I. Just another customer, I thought. And then he puts the heavy word on. Do it or die. I mean, what would you have done? DOCTOR: Yes, very tricky. DRAX: Yeah. DRAX: So that's where it was. I thought somebody'd nicked it. Huh, not a lot of bottle now, is it. DOCTOR: Did you make that? DRAX: Knocked it up, yeah. Well, you gotta do something. There's always a chance some geezer would pick up the distress call. DOCTOR: You made this here? DRAX: I never go nowhere without me tools. Fat lot of good it did, though, eh? Got us both in nick together. DOCTOR: Drax, I don't want to pry, but where did you acquire this peculiar vocabulary? DRAX: Brixton, weren't it? DOCTOR: Brixton? DRAX: Brixton. London. Earth. DOCTOR: I've been to Earth. DRAX: Yeah, me transport broke down. Hyperbolics, as usual. And I was investigating certain possibilities with regard to replacements. I got done, didn't I. Ten years I got. Well, I had to learn the lingo, didn't I, to survive. Why, is there something funny about the way I talk? DOCTOR: No, no. It's very colourful. Very demotic. DRAX: Yeah, well thanks, Theet. DOCTOR: Doctor. DRAX: Oh yeah. DOCTOR: No offence. DRAX: None taken. DOCTOR: Drax? DRAX: Doctor? DOCTOR: Drax? DRAX: Yes? DOCTOR: That hole in the wall? DRAX: Yeah? DOCTOR: Might that, might it lead to a way out? DRAX: No. Not yet, anyway. I dunno, I've got tunnels all over the place, but I can't seem to find it. DOCTOR: Find what? DRAX: The transmat shaft. They all use it. The Shadow and all his horribles. The trouble is, you see, my TARDIS is back on Zeos. DOCTOR: Yes, but where does it lead? DRAX: Have a look. DRAX: Well, Doctor, welcome to my world. DOCTOR: Aren't they sab components? DRAX: Yeah, they are. DOCTOR: But you said your TARDIS was parked on Zeos. DRAX: Yeah, well, I took the sab out. Needs a bit of work. DOCTOR: How long have you been here? DRAX: About five years. After the wr started. DOCTOR: Five years? For five years you've had a dimensional sab virtually intact and you haven't managed to escape? DRAX: I told you, it needed work. DOCTOR: Oh, come on, Drax! You could have repaired that and long-dogged it out of here years ago. DRAX: Here, what's the game? Oh, I get it. You think I'm in with the Shadow, don't you. DOCTOR: Aren't you? DRAX: Now would I. DOCTOR: Yes, you would. What's he offered you? DRAX: Nothing. DOCTOR: Are you about to suggest that you and I make a run for it out of here in my TARDIS? DRAX: Well, it's a good idea. DOCTOR: Oh yes, it's a very good idea, you and me in my TARDIS. And what happens then when we're inside, eh? Sock full of sand, lead pipe and you away with the Key to Time, am I right, Drax? DRAX: Look, I didn't know it was going to be you, did I. He thrat me with the chop, didn't he. He said I was the only one who could get hold of it. DOCTOR: If you had, do you think he'd let you get away? You'd be in for the chop, too. DRAX: Yeah, I would, wouldn't I. DOCTOR: Of course you would. So why don't you help me? I mean, together we stand a slight chance. And after all, we are Time Lords, you and I. Class of ninety two. If we don't stick together, who will? SHADOW: Enough. SHADOW: She has told me everything she knows, and it is not enough. Still the cursed Doctor stands between me and the Key. We shall see what the Doctor is prepared to offer for your life. ROMANA: I'm not afraid to die. SHADOW: K9? K9 (on screen): Master. SHADOW: To the Doctor. K9 (on screen): Affirmative, master. ROMANA: No, K9! DOCTOR: Try synaptic adhesion. DRAX: Synaptic adhesion? It's the chronostat. Always is. DOCTOR: I think it's synaptic adhesion. DRAX: Look, I've done thousands of these. Thousands. DOCTOR: All right. Got to be synaptic adhesion. All right, all right, I'll leave it to you, shall I. DRAX: Yeah. DOCTOR: Drax, where does this lead? DRAX: Upper level. Watch out for the mutes. DOCTOR: Yeah. Yeah, of course. K9 (OOV.): Doctor? I have you on scan, Doctor. DOCTOR: Doctor? K9: Turn left now. Turn right now. K9: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes, old friend? K9: I have a message for you. DOCTOR: I can't hear. Can you come a bit closer? K9: Such actions warrant immediate death, which I shall execute. DOCTOR: Oh, K9. K9: Here is a message for you. Doctor, Romana is with my master. DOCTOR: Ah. K9: He wishes to know if you will exchange the Key to Time for the life of Romana. End of message. Your reply, please. Waiting. DOCTOR: Tell your master I shall give his offer serious consideration. DRAX (OOV.): Hey! DOCTOR: Yes? DRAX (OOV.): What's this heap of junk? DOCTOR: That's my computer. DRAX (OOV.): Eh? DOCTOR: Drax, I've got no time to explain. Remove the control device from under his chin, all right? DRAX (OOV.): Oh, er, ah, right. Done it. Now what? DOCTOR: Now nothing. Carry on with the sab. I'll be back soon, I hope. Bye. K9: Attention! Attention! DRAX: What's that? K9: Malfunction in drive systems. Attention required immediately. DRAX: Oh, it's you. I'm busy. K9: Essential restored to vertical position. Alternative is your obliteration. DRAX: Leave me alone. DRAX: All right, all right. DRAX: That better? K9: Affirmative. DRAX: Blimey, it's a dog. Who's a little tin dog, then? K9: Your silliness is noted. Drive systems regenerating. DRAX: I don't get it. It's the chronostat. It always is. K9: Negative. It is a question of synaptic adhesion. DRAX: Not you and all. SHADOW: The Key to Time, Doctor. (silence) Then you can watch your assistant suffer. DOCTOR: I refuse to negotiate in an atmosphere of thrat. DOCTOR: No, no, stop! Stop! ROMANA: Doctor, no. Don't give in to him. It doesn't matter what happens to me. DOCTOR: Well of course it matters. You have the sixth piece, I take it? SHADOW: It is here. DOCTOR: Well, I'd like to see it, if it's possible. SHADOW: You have already seen it. DOCTOR: Ah. Yes. If I bring the other five pieces SHADOW: Yes? DOCTOR: What is it you have in mind? I mean, what do you intend to do? SHADOW: Come now, Doctor, you know who I am. DOCTOR: Yes. I suppose you realise I've rigged things so that Atrios and Zeos are protected. SHADOW: Your puny time loop. DOCTOR: Yes, my puny. Well, it may be puny but it works. If you break that, millions of people will die. SHADOW: That has always been our intention. This pathetic little wr is but a rehearsal for our grand design. DOCTOR: Our? SHADOW: You have your Guardian and I have mine. You and I are on the same quest, Doctor, but whereas you have been scavenging across space and time, I have located the sixth piece here. DOCTOR: Oh. SHADOW: Your are inferior, just as your powers are inferior. Once we have the Key to Time, we shall set not two small planets but the two halves of the entire cosmos at wr, and their mutual destruction will be music in our ears. Unlike others, it is not power we seek, but destruction that we glory in. Fetch the Key. DOCTOR: Very well. ROMANA: No! Doctor! SHADOW: Bwahahahahahahaha! DRAX: It's working. You were right, Doc. Synaptic adhesion. K9: Correct. DRAX: You don't know what the Doctor wants it for, do you? K9: Negative. DRAX: Well, I'd better go and find out. Stay, boy. SHADOW: Now, my Princess, your work is done. Your destiny is at hand. ASTRA: Who are you? ROMANA: The Shadow. SHADOW: The Shadow that accompanies you all. DOCTOR: I suppose you realise that once I give the Shadow the Key to Time, that you and your colleagues will be superfluous. DOCTOR: What I mean was that, you see, after I've given the Shadow the Key to Time, he'll kll you and then he'll k*ll me, and perhaps you don't care. DRAX: Right, Doctor, I'm ready for you. DOCTOR: No, Drax, no. No!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x25 - The Armageddon Factor - part 5"}	foreverdreaming
THE ARMAGEDDON FACTOR BY: BOB BAKER AND DAVE MARTIN Part Six Original Air Date: 24 February 1979 Running time:25:09 DRAX: Over here, Doctor! DRAX: Doctor, over here! Look at that. DOCTOR: You shrank the wrong man, Drax. DRAX: No, I was aiming at you. DOCTOR: Why didn't you shrink the mute? The TARDIS door's open. DRAX: Right, I've got it. Now listen. One of us creates a diversion and you fly over there and shut the door. DRAX: Nasty. Yeah, and we can't use the dimensional sab in here 'cos there's not enough room for when we get back to normal size. We'd just fill up the crack. DOCTOR: Like putty. DRAX: Do you mind? Yeah, you've got problems. DOCTOR: Yes. The door's open so the Shadow can go in there and take the Key to Time. Romana can't help and the time loop must be at breaking point by now. DOCTOR: When the countdown reaches zero, up goes Atrios, Zeos and all. DRAX: Life presents a dismal picture, you might say. DOCTOR: Yes, you might say that. And of course there's the Marshal. DRAX: The Marshal? He's on our side. DOCTOR: No. DRAX: No. Oh well. Where's he fit in? DOCTOR: He's in the time loop as well, making a rocket attck on Zeos. Unless, of course, Shapp and Merak get in contact with him. DRAX: Where are they? DOCTOR: Back on Atrios, I hope. SHAPP: Atrios control to Marshal. Marshal? Come in, Marshal. Oh, it's useless. He either can't or won't answer. And this time loop device isn't going to hold things back for ever, is it. MERAK: No, not unless the Doctor can find the sixth piece, and the sixth piece is somehow connected with Astra. SHAPP: But she denies all knowledge of it? MERAK: All conscious knowledge, yes. But if she's the only one who knows then secret, and if the knowledge is implanted, then it must have affected her, made her different in some slight way that might just show up in analysis. SHAPP: Yes, but she's not here. MERAK: But her records are, on your computer. MARSHAL: fre! MARSHAL: fre! DRAX: Well, we've got one thing in our favour. DOCTOR: Oh? DRAX: Mobility. DOCTOR: Mobility. DRAX: Well, if we're only this high, we're practically invisible, aren't we? DRAX: Except we daren't move. DOCTOR: Yes. If the Shadow gets the five pieces from the TARDIS, which he undoubtedly will, it's up to us to get the sixth piece. DRAX: Yeah, but you don't know what it looks like, do ya? I reckon you're banjaxed, my old son. End of the road. Finito. DOCTOR: The Shadow said I'd already seen it. It must be Astra. DRAX: Astra? DOCTOR: She must have it. Let's see where this crack leads, shall we? DRAX: It's better than getting the boot. SHADOW: The Doctor has eluded me, but he has made his last mistake. See, the door is open! The Key to Time is mine! Enough! Bwahahahaha! ROMANA: He thinks we're just going to stand by and let him walk away with everything we've worked for. Come on, let's get out of here. ASTRA: In this place. ROMANA: What? ASTRA: My destiny is here, in this place. Not on Atrios, not on Zeos. Here. ROMANA: Astra, listen. You're not under the Shadow's influence any more. Now, let's get out of here before he comes back. ASTRA: No, I must stay. I am the sixth princess of the sixth dynasty of the sixth Royal House of Atrios. ROMANA: Yes, yes, but we must get out of here before the Shadow comes back! ASTRA: This is the time of my becoming, my transcendence. ROMANA: What are you talking about? ASTRA: Metamorphosis. DRAX: Yeah, here we are. Right, now, there's the T junction. Right down to the dungeon, left onto the Shadow's lair. DOCTOR: What? You mean there's a way in he doesn't know about? DRAX: Well, it will be when it's finished, but a couple of midgets like us won't be much good on a pick and shovel, will we? DOCTOR: No. No, no. no. But if we get K9 up there, we won't need a pick and shovel, will we. We can still give the Shadow a surprise. DRAX: Well, let's normalise then, shall we? DOCTOR: No, no, Drax, no. Small is lovely. DRAX: Big is better, though, innit? SHADOW: Now, the moment I have waited for! Open the door. SHADOW: Light! Too much light! You, fetch me the Key. Hurry. SHADOW: When the Key is mine, I shall dispel the light, and darkness and night shall reign. SHADOW: Ah. ASTRA: Destiny. My destiny is near. ROMANA: Astra, remember you're the sixth princess of the sixth Royal House of the sixth dynasty. ROMANA: And we're looking for the sixth segment of the Key to Time. Oh, you're in greater danger even than we imagined. SHAPP: Have you found it? MERAK: I think so, yes. SHAPP: What is it? MERAK: A molecular anomaly buried in the genetic structure of the Royal House of Atrios and passed from one generation to the next, until finally, Astra. SHAPP: What's it mean? MERAK: I imagine it means that her every living cell is part of this Key of Time, and that to save us, Astra must be destroyed. You see? SHAPP: Hey, where are you going? DOCTOR: Everything all right, K9? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Control box in position? K9: Control box in position. DOCTOR: Batteries charged? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Test the blaster, K9. DRAX: Ow! DOCTOR: Blaster working, K9? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: You all right, Drax? DRAX: Just about. That bit gets hot. DOCTOR: I'd sit somewhere else, if I were you. Ready, K9? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Now remember, it's absolutely vital to convince the Shadow that you're still under his control. This whole plan depends on how well you can act. Got it? K9: Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: Keep it simple, K9. K9: The Doctor and Drax have been eliminated. DOCTOR: Okay, K9. Now forward. You're on. K9: Master. DOCTOR: Did you ever get to Troy, Drax? Little place in Asia Minor. MERAK: The third planet. Show me. SHADOW: The fulfillment of that for which I have waited since eternity began. K9: Preparing for blasting. SHADOW: You see, Princess, you cannot escape your destiny. ASTRA: My destiny. SHADOW: It is for this that you were born. The sixth child of the sixth generation of the sixth dynasty of Atrios. Born to be the sixth and final segment of the Key to Time. Come, Princess, prepare yourself. ASTRA: I am ready. SHADOW: Ah! MERAK: Astra! SHADOW: What is this? K9: Apologies, master. SHADOW: You mechanical idiot. K9: But there is an intruder here. SHADOW: I ordered her to eliminate him. K9: It shall be done. SHADOW: Wait. Where is the Doctor? K9: Ahem. The Doctor and Drax have been eliminated. SHADOW: Good. Then these two shall stay and witness my moment of glory, my apotheosis. K9: (quietly) Master. SHADOW: Mine at last! K9: Now, master. ROMANA: No, you'll break the time loop! MERAK: Millions will die! SHADOW: A small beginning. Bwahahahahaha! DOCTOR: The sab, Drax, now! SHADOW: You interfering fool. No one can resist the power of darkness! DOCTOR: Quick, back to the TARDIS! Quick! DRAX: You go on, Doctor. I'll hold them off. DOCTOR: How will you get back? DRAX: The transmat shaft. See you on the TARDIS. SHADOW: Stop him! He must be stopped! Stop him! DOCTOR: Good. ROMANA: Come on, Merak. DOCTOR: Come on, Romana. Merak, get inside! MERAK: No! DOCTOR: Quick, get inside, man! MERAK: No, Doctor, I'm staying here. DOCTOR: What! MERAK: I'm staying here to look for Astra. ROMANA: But what about the Shadow? MERAK: Astra! Astra! DOCTOR: No, Romana, come on. DOCTOR: Set the coordinates for Zeos. ROMANA: We're mrder. First Astra and now Merak. DOCTOR: Romana, it wasn't our idea to use the Royal House of Atrios as carriers, was it? ROMANA: No, but what happened to Astra was our fault. We're just pawns here to do the Guardian's dirty work. DOCTOR: I don't like it any more than you do, but it's done. Have you set those coordinates yet? ROMANA: Is that all you can say? She was a living being, and now what is she? A component. And Merak thinks she's still alive. No power should have that right, not even the Guardians. We must do something! DOCTOR: Well, you could start by setting the coordinates for Zeos. ROMANA: Why? DOCTOR: Romana, you get carried away. If you don't set those coordinates, millions of people will die and this time it really will be our fault. Have you forgotten the time loop? ROMANA: No, I hadn't forgotten the time loop. Can't you put the new segment in? DOCTOR: In less than a second? DOCTOR: Quick, cutters. Cutters! DRAX: Here, what a mess in here. DOCTOR: Listen, Drax. Drax, don't just stand there. What colour? DRAX: Green, I think. DOCTOR: What? DRAX: Well, it's a long time since I done it. Er. ROMANA: Quickly, Drax. DRAX: Just a minute. Don't fluster me. ROMANA: Hurry! DRAX: I've got a diagram somewhere. DOCTOR: Drax! ROMANA: Drax! DOCTOR: Drax! DRAX: Right. ROMANA: Drax! DOCTOR: Drax! DRAX: Pyramid, green! I told you. DRAX: Well, you didn't have to make such a mess of it all. DOCTOR: Drax. You took your time. Where's K9? DRAX: We found young Merak lying there dad to the world. Carrying him slowed us right down. DOCTOR: Really. How is he? DRAX: Well, he'll live. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Aren't we forgetting something? DOCTOR: I don't think so. ROMANA: The Marshal! DOCTOR: What? The Marshal. ROMANA: Come on! DOCTOR: Quick! MARSHAL: fre! MARSHAL: Taste the moment of victory. Any second now, beautiful mushrooms will blossom and burst. MARSHAL: No! No, it's the wrong target! SHADOW: Sire. Sire. I have failed. The Doctor has accomplished his purpose. He has the Key to Time. I have failed. GUARDIAN: I expected no less of you, you whimpering wraith. GUARDIAN: But your death is already encompassed in my designs, for now the Doctor shall release the Key to me, and chaos shall break upon the universe! DOCTOR: What a sht, Marshal! Ha, ha, well sht! ROMANA: Doctor, he ht the planet of evil and he was aiming at Zeos! DOCTOR: Well, I can't help what he was aiming at. ROMANA: What did you do? DOCTOR: A mere nothing. A mere deflective forcefield set up for a millisecond set up between the Marshal and Zeos, bounced the mssile smack onto the planet of evil. ROMANA: Is that all? DOCTOR: Yes. DRAX: Well, he might have told us, mightn't he, dog? We was expecting to get blasted into infinity. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Well, I'm sorry about that. I don't know what I'm apologising for. I just saved your lives! Can I drop you somewhere, Drax? DRAX: No thanks. I've got a contract job on down there. DOCTOR: Contract job? No armaments, I hope. DRAX: No. Reconstruction, wr damage, scrap and that. Me and the Marshal's going fifty-fifty. ROMANA: You and the Marshal? DRAX: Yeah, well, he's out of a job now, isn't he. I mean, no wr, no job, so I took him on. DOCTOR: When did you arrange this? DRAX: In about half an hour's time, I should think. DOCTOR: I see. Fifty-fifty? DRAX: Well, sixty-forty, know what I mean? DOCTOR: Ah. DRAX: And if you ever want to get rid of that thing (the complete Key) just let me know, won't you. DOCTOR: I'll let you know. Bye, bye, Drax. DRAX: Right then. Bye all. ROMANA: Goodbye. DRAX: Remember me to Gallifrey. DOCTOR: Bye, bye, Drax. ROMANA: Goodbye. ROMANA: Right, I'll set the coordinates for Gallifrey, shall I? DOCTOR: Why Gallifrey? ROMANA: Well, that's where we're going, isn't it? DOCTOR: We have the power to do anything we like. Absolute power over every particle in the universe. Everything that has ever existed or ever will exist. As from this moment are you listening to me, Romana? ROMANA: Yes, of course I'm listening. DOCTOR: Because if you're not listening I can make you listen, because I can do anything. DOCTOR: As from this moment there's no such thing as free will in the entire universe. There's only my will, because I possess the Key to Time! ROMANA: Doctor, are you all right? DOCTOR: (normal) Well of course I'm all right. But supposing I wasn't all right. This thing makes me feel in such a way I'd be very worried if I felt like that about someone else feeling like this about that. Do you understand? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: What do you understand? ROMANA: That the sooner we hand this over to the White Guardian BOTH: The better! GUARDIAN (on scanner): My congratulations to you, Doctor. DOCTOR: Oh, thank you, sir, thank you. GUARDIAN (on scanner): You performed your task with admirable dispatch. The universe has much to thank you for. DOCTOR: Well, it was a pleasure, sir. Wasn't it a pleasure, Romana? ROMANA: Doctor, that's not the President. DOCTOR: What's the President got to do with it? GUARDIAN (on scanner): I can change my form or shape at will, my dear child. I appeared to you as the President so as not to alarm you. DOCTOR: Just be careful who you're talking to. ROMANA: Sorry, I GUARDIAN (on scanner): You have the Key to Time, Doctor? DOCTOR: Ah. Oh, I have, I have indeed, sir. Do you like it? GUARDIAN (on scanner): Do I like it? Yes, yes, I suppose you could say that I like it. DOCTOR: Yes, we're very proud of it, sir. Aren't we, Romana, proud of it? ROMANA: What? Oh, yes, yes. DOCTOR: What happens now, sir? You said, if I remember in our first conversation, that once it was assembled it would stop the entire universe and enable you to restore the natural balances of good and evil throughout the whole of the universe. GUARDIAN (on scanner): That is correct, Doctor. So, will you release the Key to me that I may do this? DOCTOR: Certainly, sir, yes, certainly, of course. Key to Time, I command you. Could I ask you something, sir? GUARDIAN (on scanner): Yes, Doctor? DOCTOR: It's just that, well, the Key is already assembled, sir. I mean, couldn't you restore the balances now? GUARDIAN (on scanner): Yes, Doctor, but I must have the Key for safe keeping. It is an awesomely powerful key. DOCTOR: Oh yes, sir, yes, and mustn't be allowed to fall into the wrong hands. I quite understand, sir, yes. Key to Time, I command. What about the sixth segment? GUARDIAN (on scanner): What about it, Doctor? DOCTOR: Well, I mean, as you know, sir, the sixth segment was in fact a human being, and I mean, if the pieces are maintained in their present pattern it means that she'll be imprisoned forever, sir. GUARDIAN (on scanner): That is, of course, regrettable. DOCTOR: Very regrettable. GUARDIAN (on scanner): But with the fate of the universe at stake. DOCTOR: Quite. You can't be too careful. I quite understand. Key to Time, I command that you stay exactly where you are! GUARDIAN (on scanner): Doctor! You have fully activated all the TARDIS' defences! DOCTOR: We can't be too careful, can we? And it would be a terrible tragedy for the universe if it suddenly turned out that I was colour blind. GUARDIAN (on scanner): Doctor, release the Key to me immediately! DOCTOR: Unable to distinguish between the White Guardian and the Black Guardian. ROMANA: Doctor, what do you mean? DOCTOR: Look. DOCTOR: Don't you see? The White Guardian would never have had such a callous disregard for human life. ROMANA: Of course. Astra, the sixth segment. He would have dispersed it immediately. GUARDIAN (on scanner): Doctor, you shall die for this! DOCTOR: I think not. Remember, the Key to Time is still mine, rage all you like. GUARDIAN (on scanner): I shall destroy you for this! I will disperse every particle of your being to the furthest reaches of eternity! DOCTOR: Ah well, I wish I could stay and watch you try, but you know how it is. Places to go, people to see, things to do. Romana? ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: When I give the signal ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: Dematerialise. DOCTOR: Now! ASTRA: Hello, Merak. MERAK: Astra? Astra, where are you? ASTRA: I'm here. MERAK: Astra. DOCTOR: You see? I think of everything. ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Hmm? ROMANA: What exactly have you done with the Key to Time? DOCTOR: Key to Time? Oh, well, I just scattered it round through space and time. ROMANA: I see. So where are we going? DOCTOR: Going? I don't know. ROMANA: You have absolutely no sense of responsibility whatsoever. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: You're capricious, arrogant, self-opinionated, irrational and you don't even know where we're going. DOCTOR: Exactly. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Well, if I knew where I was going, there'd be a chance the Black Guardian would, too. ROMANA: Oh. DOCTOR: Hence this new device. ROMANA: What is it? DOCTOR: Well, it's called a randomiser and it's fitted to the guidance system and operates under a very complex scientific principle called pot luck. DOCTOR: Now no one knows where we're going. Not even the Black Guardian. ROMANA: Not even us.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "16x26 - The Armageddon Factor - part 6"}	foreverdreaming
DESTINY OF THE DALEKS BY: TERRY NATION Episode One Original Air Date: 1 September 1979 Running time:24:03 DOCTOR: What a brain. Oh ho. What a brain. DOCTOR: Do that again. Say Ah. K9: (croaky) Ah. DOCTOR: Ah! Ah, laryngitis. How can a robot catch laryngitis? I mean, what do you need it for, hmm? Romana! Laryngitis? ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Romana, the dog's got laryngitis. DOCTOR: Sorry, I thought you were Romana. Have you seen her? What are you doing here? ROMANA: Regenerating. Do you like it? DOCTOR: Regenerating? What are you talking about, regenerating? Only Time Lords regenerate. Look, it's awfully nice to see you, Princess Astra ROMANA: Romana. DOCTOR: Romana? Ah. K9: Ah. DOCTOR: Shut up, K9. What are you doing in that body? ROMANA: Regenerating. Do you like it? DOCTOR: But you can't wear that body. ROMANA: I thought it looked very nice on the Princess. DOCTOR: But you can't go round wearing copies of bodies. ROMANA: Why not? We're not going back to Atrios, are we? DOCTOR: No. ROMANA: Well, then. DOCTOR: Well then, go and try another one. Go on. ROMANA: All right. DOCTOR: What's the trouble here? Preoccupation with external appearances. ROMANA: I quite like this one but its a bit short. DOCTOR: Well, lengthen it then. Go on. Trying to look like other people. DOCTOR: It's just not important, is it, K9. (looks up) No thank you. Not today. It's what's on the inside that matters. That's what's important, isn't it, K9? Do you agree with me, K9? DOCTOR: Too tall. Take it away. Now, listen. You listen to me in there. What you want is something warm and sensible. Something that will wear well. Something with a bit of style and, well, style. You know. ROMANA: How about this, Doctor? DOCTOR: Exactly! Good heavens, that's exactly right. Ha! I never realised you had such a sense of style. ROMANA: I thought you said external appearances weren't important. DOCTOR: Ah, but it's nice to get them right, though, isn't it. ROMANA: Ah, but it's what's inside that counts. DOCTOR: Exactly. DOCTOR: Oh. ROMANA: Don't you like it? I think it'll do very nicely. The arms are a bit long. I can always take them in. DOCTOR: No, no, no, the arms are just fine. They're just fine. It's just that, oh well, all right, have it your own way. But get rid of those silly clothes, eh? ROMANA: Where are we going? DOCTOR: I don't know. It depends on the randomiser. ROMANA: Let me know when we get there. DOCTOR: We've arrived. ROMANA (OOV.): What? DOCTOR: I said, we've arrived. We got there. ROMANA (OOV.): What's the place like? DOCTOR: Eh? Oh, breathable atmosphere. High degree of seismic activity. ROMANA (OOV.): What? DOCTOR: Lots of earthquakes. ROMANA (OOV.): Oh, seismic. I thought you said psychic. DOCTOR: Sidekick? ROMANA (OOV.): Like it? I haven't seen it yet. DOCTOR: Look, if you want to talk to me, will you come in here and do it, please? ROMANA (OOV.): What? DOCTOR: Never mind. ROMANA: There, what do you think? DOCTOR: Oh, that's fine, that's fine. Here, take a couple of those, will you? ROMANA: What are they for? DOCTOR: Anti-radiation pills. The levels are quite high out here. Here's a bleeper that'll bleep when you need the next dose. ROMANA: Right, let's see where we are. DOCTOR: Oh look, rocks. ROMANA: Let's go. DOCTOR: Good. Got to do something with K9. DOCTOR: You know the most important thing my cybernetics tutor ever taught me? ROMANA: No, what? DOCTOR: When replacing a brain, always make sure the arrow A is pointing to the front. Did you get that? Arrow A ROMANA: To the front. DOCTOR: Absolutely right. ROMANA: Not the most inviting planet. What is it? DOCTOR: I don't know. A feeling I've been here before. ROMANA: Déjà vu? DOCTOR: Oui. ROMANA: There's something you recognise? DOCTOR: Nothing tangible. I just have a sensation. A pervading air of. Can you feel it too? ROMANA: Shall we go back inside? DOCTOR: What, and never know where I've been until the end of time? I wouldn't sleep at night. Come on. DOCTOR: Interesting. ROMANA: Precious stones? DOCTOR: Very precious. In a geological sense, more precious than diamonds, but I'd need a bigger bit. Ah ha! Ha ha! I was right. ROMANA: How modest. DOCTOR: Well then, see what you make of it. ROMANA: A composite material. Gravel in a binding of possibly limestone and clay. DOCTOR: Limestone and clay making? ROMANA: Add water, cement. DOCTOR: Add gravel. ROMANA: Concrete. DOCTOR: You know something? You've got all the makings of a first class navvy. Concrete. Manufactured. DOCTOR: Look! The ruins of a city? DOCTOR: Come on. ROMANA: Doctor. Those tremors. DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: Could they have destroyed it? Seems to be coming from over there. DOCTOR: Let's go this way. ROMANA: I wonder what could have caused it? DOCTOR: Don't know. Something fairly serious by the look of it. DOCTOR: It seemed to be coming from right under our feet. ROMANA: It sounded like drilling. What do you think it way? DOCTOR: I don't know. Underworld dentist? Come on. DOCTOR: Let's get closer. ROMANA: A strange custom. DOCTOR: Well, you try digging a hole through rock. ROMANA: Like the living dad. DOCTOR: What? The living dad? You mean a planet ruled by zombies? I want to know who lives on this planet. With one basic difference, the living are very much like the dad. Who was it said the living are just the dad on holiday? Never mind. You should meet one. You can always tell a genuine zombie. ROMANA: How? DOCTOR: Skin is cold to the touch. I want to get a closer look at that body. ROMANA: They've gone! I'll keep watch. DOCTOR: Listen. Sorry, did I startle you? ROMANA: Yes, you did. What did you find out? DOCTOR: The deceased was a combat pilot serving with the Third Galactic Fleet of the planet Kantra. ROMANA: Kantra? Kantra's a tropical paradise. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: What's a Kantrian doing dying here? DOCTOR: What's very odd, he died of exhaustion and malnutrition. ROMANA: It's not surprising in a place like this. DOCTOR: Except, wouldn't you have expected him to have died of radiation first? ROMANA: Look! DOCTOR: Well, it's not a flying saucer. DOCTOR: Recognise the type? ROMANA: Not specifically. Judging by design and size I'd say it had intergalactic range and time warp capability. Origin almost certainly star system 4X alpha 4. DOCTOR: Well, without reference to my Jane's Spacecraft of the Universe, I wouldn't dispute that. ROMANA: What's it doing now? I've never seen anything like that before. DOCTOR: Yeah, interesting technique. Camouflage and defence. ROMANA: For a place that looked dad, there's a lot going on. DOCTOR: Yeah, probably ht it at the beginning of the tourist season. How far away would you say that was? ROMANA: About a mile. DOCTOR: Well, that's just about the distance for a good bracing walk. ROMANA: What, we're going down there? DOCTOR: Yeah, well, it would be less than gracious not to welcome them. We can pretend we're couriers. Come on. DOCTOR: Come on, this way. ROMANA: These explsin, where are they coming from? DOCTOR: I don't know. Got it. Underground drilling. ROMANA: Why explsin? DOCTOR: High impact phason drills. ROMANA: Here? DOCTOR: Yes, someone's imported some high technology. ROMANA: Doctor, look out! ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: Can't a fellow get any sleep around here? ROMANA: Are you all right? DOCTOR: I don't know, I can't see all of me. My extremities seem unimpaired, but I'm being squashed. Can you take some of the weight? ROMANA: No, I can't move it. Without this block, you'd have been flattened. You're lucky. DOCTOR: We're not going to move this without help. K9 could do it if he was in one piece. I've got my ROMANA: I'll be as quick as I can. DOCTOR: Good. ROMANA: Will you be all right? DOCTOR: Who knows? ROMANA: Don't go away, will you. DOCTOR: I'd rather hoped you'd resist the temptation to say that. Don't forget the arrow. ROMANA (OOV.): A to the front! DOCTOR: Origins of the Universe. DOCTOR: Ha, ha. He got it wrong on the first line! Tut. Why didn't he ask someone who saw it happen? ROMANA: K9! DOCTOR: Must remember to give Romana hers. DOCTOR: The conditions existing on the planet Magla make it incapable of supporting any lifeform. Huh. Huh. Huh. He obviously doesn't realise the planet Magla's an eight thousand mile wide amoeba that has grown a crusty shell. I wonder what he does know? DOCTOR: Good evening. You'll forgive me if I don't rise. It's er. ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: I must say how grateful I am to you charming people. I repeat how grateful I am to you charming people. You lifted that column off me as though it were a matchstick. I can't think for the life of me where you keep your muscles. SHARREL: It is an essential qualification that all crew members are in peak condition. DOCTOR: Oh, I see. Yes, part of their training, is it? Well, excuse me. DOCTOR: Well now, I told you a little bit about myself. What about you? What brings you to, what's this planet called, by the way? SHARREL: You don't know? DOCTOR: No, no, I had a little trouble with my directional equipment. SHARREL: You made a forced landing? DOCTOR: Yes, well, something of the sort. SHARREL: Not a world one would visit from choice. DOCTOR: No. SHARREL: The planet is listed in our star catalogue as D5 gamma zed alpha. DOCTOR: Well, that's not much help. See, I'm terribly old-fashioned. I prefer names. SHARREL: I believe the planet is called Skaro. DOCTOR: Skaro? SHARREL: You know it? DOCTOR: What are you doing here? SHARREL: The nature of our mission is secret. You'll understand, I'm sure. DOCTOR: No, I don't understand. Why are you here on Skaro? DALEKS: Do not move! Do not move! Do not move! Do not move! Do not move! Do not move! You are our prisoner! Do not move! You are our prisoner!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x01 - Destiny of the Daleks - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
DESTINY OF THE DALEKS BY: TERRY NATION Episode Two Original Air Date: 8 September 1979 Running time:25:14 DALEK: Scan the prisoner for concealed wapon. DALEK 2: The prisoner is unarmed. DALEK: At my command, you will move forward. Any attempt to escape will be punished. No further warning will be given. Is that understood? Is that understood? Speak! Speak! ROMANA: Yes! I understand. DALEK: The prisoner will be taken to interrogation. DOCTOR: Commander, you must tell me what you're doing here on Skaro. It's vital. SHARREL: Why? What do you know of Skaro? DOCTOR: Well, I'll tell you when you tell me what you're doing here. SHARREL: Very well. I don't see why this should compromise us. Our mission is directed against the force known as the Daleks. A race of evil auto DOCTOR: Yes, thank you. Thank you, I know. SHARREL: You know the Daleks? DOCTOR: Oh, better than you could possibly imagine. DALEK: Answer. Answer! Answer! ROMANA: I don't know the answer. Please leave me alone. DALEK 2: Detector indicates truthful response. DALEK: We will continue. DALEK 2: You will not remove your hand from the sensor. DALEK: Statement. Your purpose in coming here was to sabotage Dalek operations. True or false? ROMANA: I don't know anything about the Daleks. DALEK: Answer true or false! Answer! Answer! ROMANA: False! False! DALEK 2: Detector indicates truthful response. DALEK: Statement. You are in the employ of a space power and have been sent here to spy on the Daleks. True or false? ROMANA: False! False, false. Leave me alone. DALEK 2: Detector indicates truthful response. DALEK: Standard interrogation complete. Report analysis of responses. DALEK 2: Analysis of responses indicates that subject is category nine. DALEK: Category nine subjects represent no thrat to Dalek security. Release the prisoner. ROMANA: Does that mean I can go? DALEK: Humanoids are useful work machines. You have no other value. You will be assigned to labour force two. ROMANA: Labour force two? DALEK: You will obey all Dalek commands instantly. You will complete your work schedule. If you fail, you will be exterminated. DALEK 2: Obey all Dalek commands. DALEK: Obey instantly. DALEK 2: Obey without question. DALEK: Obey. DALEK 2: Obey. DALEK: Obey. DALEK 2: Obey. DALEK 3: Obey. Obey. Obey. DOCTOR: Commander, the Daleks. SHARREL: Yes? DOCTOR: I'm very familiar with their methods. It's vital I know what they're doing here. SHARREL: That is precisely what I would like to know, too. DOCTOR: But Commander, what AGELLA: The patrol has found a prisoner. SHARREL: Yes? Bring him in at once. TYSSAN: (to the Doctor) Starship engineer Tyssan, serving with the Deep Space Fleet out of the planet Earth. TYSSAN: By my timescale, I was taken cptive two years ago, and since then I've been a prisoner of the Daleks. ROMANA: How long have the Daleks been guarding you? VELDAN: A long time. I'm from the planet Sirian. The Daleks raided our settlement one day, took more than fifty of us. JALL: (woman) I was a civilian passenger on a space shuttle. The Daleks attcked. I was the only survivor. VELDAN: They keep their cptive in a prison ship in space. Once you're there, your life expectancy tends to be on the short side. JALL: We thought we were lucky when we were picked to come on this mission. ROMANA: How many of you? JALL: About fifty. I thought there might be a chance to escape. ROMANA: Why didn't you? The burial party I saw wasn't guarded. VELDAN: Anyone attempting to escape and the Daleks kll five of those remaining. Escape plans are not as popular as they were. ROMANA: And the Daleks brought you here to do this? JALL: They've got huge machines to do the drilling, but when it comes to clearing up there's nothing as adaptable as a humanoid. VELDAN: And nothing as expendable. ROMANA: The Daleks would be far better off with machines for this job. JALL: Perhaps they just enjoy subjugating humanoid races. ROMANA: They used to be humanoid themselves. DALEK: Silence. Silence. Silence. You will remain silent at all times. VELDAN: Are you all right? ROMANA: It's the radiation. I've got to get out of here. JALL: We told you what happens if anyone tries to escape. VELDAN: You'll get out of here when you're dad. Believe me, that's the only way. When you're dad. DALEK: Keep away. VELDAN: But she's sick. DALEK: Continue with your work. Those unfit for work will be exterminated. VELDAN: The only way you get out of here is dad. DALEK: Proceed. DOCTOR: Tyssan. Tyssan, what are the Daleks mining for? Tyssan. Tyssan, what are the Daleks mining for? Come on. TYSSAN: They don't take prisoners into their confidence. SHARREL: You were on a work party. You fell unconscious. TYSSAN: I was left for dad. I've been on the run for days. DOCTOR: Yes. TYSSAN: I spotted you and the girl. DOCTOR: Good man, good man. Yes. Why didn't you speak to me? TYSSAN: I lost you for a while. Then I picked up the girl again. TYSSAN: She seemed afraid. She backed away and fell down a shaft. DOCTOR: Was she hurt? TYSSAN: She was alive. DOCTOR: Good, good. TYSSAN: But the Daleks got her. DOCTOR: What! TYSSAN: I went to help her. They took her away. DOCTOR: Come over here. Tyssan, it's vital I get into Dalek control. Can you show me a way? TYSSAN: You'd be taking a tremendous risk. DOCTOR: Never mind. Can you do it? TYSSAN: I think so. DOCTOR: Good. SHARREL: I quite agree, Doctor. We'll go with you. Agella, get some wapon. DALEK 5: Move away from the prisoner. Return to your work. VELDAN: She's dad. DALEK 5: Return to your work. VELDAN: Don't you understand? She's dad! DALEK 5: Return to your work! JALL: You can't just leave her here like that. DALEK 5: She will be disposed of when the work cycle is complete. Return to your work. You will obey. TYSSAN: (quietly) Okay, it's all clear. Come on. DOCTOR: Go back now. No more chances. TYSSAN: No, I'll stay. I've nothing to lose. Ever since I was brought here, I've had an awful premonition I'd die on Skaro. DOCTOR: Well, you wouldn't be the first. SHARREL: But why should the Daleks come here, Doctor? What is the connection? DOCTOR: The connection? This is where they were created thousands of years ago. They ravaged the place and left it for dad, as you can see. SHARREL: That doesn't tell me why they should return. DOCTOR: No. No, indeed. Burrowing into the ruins of their own city for what? For what? Oh! AGELLA: You have an idea? DOCTOR: No. No, it'd be too fantastic even for the Daleks. We'll find all the answers we want in the control room. Come on. DOCTOR: Come on. DALEK: Report. DALEK 2: Vertical drill three is in position. DALEK: Penetration to lower level will commence immediately. Order the drilling will continue until penetration is complete. DALEK 2: I obey. DALEK: Report. DALEK 3: Security sensors detect unauthorised movement in section seven. DALEK: Despatch units four and six to investigate. DALEK 2: I obey. DALEK 4: Intruders! Intruders! Exterminate! Seek and locate! TYSSAN: The main control centre, about five hundred metres up there. DOCTOR: Good. TYSSAN: The place will be crawling with Daleks. DOCTOR: Don't worry. SHARREL: You stay and cover this exit, Lan. We may need to get out of here in a hurry. DOCTOR: Are you three coming? DALEK 5: Work schedule complete. You will return to internment area. You, you, remove the body. DALEK: Report. DALEK 4 (OOV.): Units four and six. Investigation of section seven commencing. DALEK: Proceed. I will advise. SHARREL: Agella, cover this entrance. DOCTOR: Tyssan. Tyssan! TYSSAN: explsives and timers. Powerful, too. They use them in the excavations. DOCTOR: That looks interesting. DOCTOR: Ah ha. Floor plans of the old Kaled city. TYSSAN: Kaled? DOCTOR: Yes. Never mind about that. This is the first underground level where we are now. DOCTOR: That's the second. And if I'm right, the Daleks have penetrated to level there. Which means that their objective must be the third section. SHARREL: Yes, but what is it? DOCTOR: I have an uneasy feeling I know. Now. That's odd. There's no plan of the fourth level. TYSSAN: Perhaps it's been destroyed. DOCTOR: Yes. Yes. There's a shaft leading directly from the surface to the fourth level which the Daleks can't possibly know about, otherwise they would have come from the surface to the fourth level and burrowed to the third. I wonder. DALEK 6: Advise control. Intruder located and exterminated. DALEK 4: I obey. AGELLA: Daleks. DOCTOR: What? Stay calm. DOCTOR: Quick, take cover! DOCTOR: Come on! DALEK: Intruders! Intruders! DALEK 2: Exterminate! DALEK 2: Intruders! Intruders! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! DOCTOR: Let me see. AGELLA: No. DOCTOR: I'm a doctor. AGELLA: He is dad. DOCTOR: He is? SHARREL: We cannot allow aliens to see us in death. It is against, against our code of honour. I'm sure you understand. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, of course. It's a privilege to meet such honourable people. Let's keep moving. TYSSAN: What's all that about? DOCTOR: I don't know. It'd be fascinating. Shush. Shush. SHARREL: Quick, hurry up the shaft. TYSSAN: What about your friend? DOCTOR: Don't worry, don't worry. I don't give up easily. DOCTOR: After you. SHARREL: No, Doctor, after you. DOCTOR: You're too kind. DALEK: Seek, locate, exterminate. Seek, locate, exterminate. DOCTOR: If you're supposed to be the superior race of the universe, why don't you try climbing after us? Bye, bye. DALEK: Guard this position. I will inform control. DOCTOR: Romana. Ha ha! I thought you were dad. ROMANA: Well, the only way to escape the Daleks was to feign death. It's lucky they didn't know I was a Gallifreyan. DOCTOR: Good girl. TYSSAN: Gallifreyan? ROMANA: Yes, they taught me at school how to stop my hearts. TYSSAN: Hearts? How many have you got? ROMANA: One for casual, one for best. DOCTOR: Excuse me. SHARREL: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes? SHARREL: Where are you going? DOCTOR: Dalek hunting. DOCTOR: Now, if I'm right, there's a shaft in here that the Daleks don't know about leading straight to the bottom level. If I'm right. DOCTOR: Ah ha. I'm right. Now, if the Daleks are looking for what I think they're looking for, we've got to get there first. We don't all need to go. Why don't you two go back to your ship and wait for us? SHARREL: No, Doctor. I will go back to the ship. Agella will go with you. We're as anxious to find what the Daleks are looking for as you are. DOCTOR: All right. Come on, let's clear the entrance. TYSSAN: How did you know how to get into this level? DOCTOR: Call it local knowledge gained a long time ago. (to Romana) You gave me quite a start back there, you know. They've started drilling again. Now listen, we don't have much time. If I'm right, we should go this way. TYSSAN: What is it we're looking for? DOCTOR: Same thing as the Daleks. TYSSAN: What's that? DOCTOR: I'll tell you when I find out. DALEK: Report. DALEK 2: Combat units continuing intensive search. DALEK: Hostiles must be located. Seek, locate, exterminate. Seek, locate, exterminate! DALEK 2: Drilling has recommenced. Computer predicts penetration into objective area is imminent. DALEK: Advise space command that our mission is almost complete. DOCTOR: Just as I thought. AGELLA: A humanoid? DOCTOR: Yes. Davros, the evil genius who created the Daleks. AGELLA: He created the Daleks? DOCTOR: Yes. I could have stopped him. TYSSAN: This creature looks as though he's been dad for centuries. DOCTOR: Yes. Curious the tricks time plays on one, isn't it. AGELLA: So that's what the Daleks have been looking for. Their creator. DOCTOR: Yes. DOCTOR: Romana, I was right. TYSSAN: Doctor, they're breaking through.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x02 - Destiny of the Daleks - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
DESTINY OF THE DALEKS BY: TERRY NATION Episode Three Original Air Date: 15 September 1979 Running time:24:32 DAVROS: So, the long darkness has ended and the eternity of waiting is over. The resurrection has come, as I always knew it would. Now, where are my Daleks? DAVROS: Doctor. DOCTOR: Davros. You don't look a day older and I'd hoped you were dad. DAVROS: dad? I do not die. Mark this moment, Doctor. In the history of the universe, this moment is unique. Davros lives! DOCTOR: Yes, well, I can see your long rest hasn't done anything to cure your megalomania. Have a jelly baby. DAVROS: Where are you taking me? DALEK 2: Entry to level three has been cleared. DALEK: All units to proceed immediately. DALEK: Seek and locate. Seek and locate. Do not deviate. DALEK: Charts indicate objective located in this precise position. Objective has been removed from this location. DALEK 2: Surface disturbance. Humanoid footprints. Follow. Follow. Follow. DALEK: All units full alert. Emergency. Emergency. Emergency. Emergency. DALEK: Emergency! DAVROS: You will release me. You will return me to the Daleks. DOCTOR: Shut up or I'll switch you off. DOCTOR: Quick, back this way. DOCTOR: Tyssan, back down the corridor and check it. You give me a hand with this. DOCTOR: It's shifting. Stand back. DOCTOR: Well, you didn't do that very well, did you. ROMANA: I didn't do it very well? DOCTOR: No, you didn't. Tyssan? TYSSAN: The corridor's full of Daleks. DOCTOR: What? Then we're effectively boxed in. We're too exposed here. Come on, get him. Let's get under cover. DOCTOR: Get that door up. Make some sort of barrier. DOCTOR: Good, good. ROMANA: That wouldn't keep out a determined mouse. DOCTOR: Well, it's got to serve. Now listen to me carefully, you two. I want you both to get out through, come over here. Good. Now, get back to the Movellan spaceship, tell them to mobilise a force and bring it here. It's vital we get Davros out of here before the Daleks find us. Off you go. ROMANA: We'll be as quick as we can. DOCTOR: Don't take too many chances. Come on, quick. DOCTOR: Well. Well, now we've a little time to ourselves, I'll fill you in on some of the events that have taken place during the centuries you've been, er, dozing. DAVROS: Well? DOCTOR: Well, Arcturus won the Galactic Olympic Games. Betelgeuse came a close second. The economy on Algo's in a terrible state due to irreversible inflation DAVROS: Doctor! DOCTOR: What? Yes? DAVROS: Do you believe your puny efforts can change the course of destiny? DOCTOR: Well, let's just say I might tamper with it. DAVROS: Destiny, Doctor. DOCTOR: What? DAVROS: Invincible necessity. DOCTOR: Oh, that, that, yes. DAVROS: Power. My power. My invincibility. My supreme plan to control BOTH: The universe. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, I've heard all that before. Now do be a good chap, eh? Stay quiet. DOCTOR: I've got to concentrate. DAVROS: Errors of the past will be rectified. I will add new design elements to the Dalek's circuitry. They will be armed with new wapon. wapon so devastating that all matter will succumb to its power. I will equip them with all the knowledge of the universe DOCTOR: Yes, yes, yes, we've heard all that. The Daleks can do all that for themselves. DAVROS: The Daleks need me. DOCTOR: What? The Daleks left you for dad centuries ago. You've given them all you've got. What do they want you for now, eh? What's so special about the Movellans that they need your help again, eh? SHARREL: The Daleks have gained their objective. Their objective has been identified. SHARREL: Name, Davros. Function, creator of the Daleks. Species type, mutant humanoid. This data will be processed. Strategy will be determined shortly. ROMANA: How much further? TYSSAN: Across that next rise. Shouldn't take long now. TYSSAN: We could go back, take another way around. ROMANA: We haven't got that long. It's only a question of time before the Daleks find the Doctor. TYSSAN: Get under cover. I'll try and lead them off. When I get clear I'll get to the ship as soon as I can. ROMANA: Okay. DOCTOR: There, that should do it. Very good. Well, aren't you going to ask me what it is? All right, I'll tell you anyway. Life insurance. What were we talking about? DAVROS: Your inevitable destruction. DOCTOR: No, no, no, we had that conversation last time we met. I'm more interested in your survival. I saw you destroyed. The Daleks blasted you at point-blank range. DAVROS: Ha! There was damage to my primary life support system. The secondary and back-up circuits switch in immediately. Synthetic tissue regeneration took place whilst bodily organs were held in long-term suspension. DOCTOR: Blimey, wasn't that outstaying your welcome in rather a big way? DAVROS: Until the Dalek's universal supremacy is accomplished, I cannot allow myself the luxury of death. DOCTOR: Oh, poor Davros. DAVROS: However, it is a luxury I shall delight in bestowing upon you. DOCTOR: You're very generous. DAVROS: Since my entombment, I have no knowledge of the advancement of my Daleks. Of course they have achieved great things. DOCTOR: Oh yes, oh yes. They've wreaked havoc and destruction, destroyed countless innocent lives DAVROS: Only the beginning! Now I have returned, the campaign will begin in earnest. I have slept but now I have awakened, and the universe will be sorry. DOCTOR: Davros, you. I have slept but now I have awakened and the universe will be. You're misquoting Napoleon! One day I'll tell you what happened to him, too. DAVROS: Armed with new technology, I will DALEK 2: You will move into the open. If you fail to obey in five seconds, you will be exterminated. One, two, three, four DOCTOR: Hold it, hold it. Now, tell them what I've got here. DAVROS: He is holding a primed explsive device. DOCTOR: And one false move and it goes right down inside his chair. I'll turn Davros and his life-support system into scrap metal. Now back off! DALEK 2: We obey only Davros. DAVROS: He is simply buying time. Do as he says. DOCTOR: Do as he says. DALEK 2: We obey. DOCTOR: I believe this is what's called a Mexican stand-off. DAVROS: Ha. How long do you think you can sustain your advantage, alone and against such odds. DOCTOR: Ha, ha. Wouldn't you like to know, eh? Wouldn't you like to know? DOCTOR: Wouldn't I like to know. SHARREL: What's happened? ROMANA: The Doctor, he needs help. Where did you get that picture? How do you know about Davros? SHARREL: We have our means. Mobilise unit five. You will remain here. DALEK: Attention, attention. The action we are about to take is your responsibility. It will cease only when you agree to total surrender. DOCTOR: Now what? DALEK: Exterminate. DALEK: Exterminate. DALEK: Exterminate! DOCTOR: Stop! DALEK: You surrender? DOCTOR: All right. All right. You can have Davros, but only on my conditions. DALEK: State them. DOCTOR: All slve workers to be released immediately and allowed to leave the city. DALEK: Continue. DOCTOR: Nothing to come in here until I'm out and in the clear. DALEK: Conditions unacceptable. Exterminations will continue. DOCTOR: Stop! One more klling and I detonate the device. I'll destroy Davros. DALEK: Logic unacceptable. Detonation would also destroy you. DOCTOR: Yes, you hadn't foreseen that one, had you. DALEK: Self-sacrifice illogical, therefore impossible. Exterminations will continue. DAVROS: Agree. Agree to his terms. He will do what he says. His logic is impaired by irrational sentiment. Agree. I, Davros, command it. DALEK: We obey. DALEK: The workers have been released. DOCTOR: Good, good. Now, I'll need one minute to get clear. Get back! I told you this was life insurance. I've adapted the device to explode by remote control. DOCTOR: All I have to do is squeeze my sonic screwdriver and boom, boom, Davros. DAVROS: You need not elaborate, Doctor. DOCTOR: Just so long as you've got it clear. DAVROS: We'll meet again, Doctor. Never doubt it. We'll meet again. DOCTOR: Don't you be so sure. DALEK: Exterminate the prisoners. DAVROS: Quickly, the explsive. He will detonate. DAVROS: Remove the explsive! DALEK: We obey. DAVROS: Come. There is much to be done. You must tell me of all the victories the Daleks have won whilst I have slept. And all the defeats. I shall learn from your mistakes. The Daleks shall be made into perfect creatures. They will be invincible! The Daleks will rule the universe! ROMANA: Oh yes, the Doctor knows more about the Daleks than anyone. SHARREL: He is an expert in robotics? ROMANA: An absolute genius. SHARREL: You'll be safer here. You will stay. ROMANA: But you're dad. SHARREL: Emission power? AGELLA: Level three. Consciousness will not return for some time. SHARREL: Prepare the Nova device. We must be ready to destroy this planet as soon as we've secured our new objective, the Doctor. DALEK: Seek and locate. Seek and locate. DALEK 3: We obey. DOCTOR: Oh, a Kaled mutant. Of course. The Dalek's were originally organic lifeforms. I think you've just told me what the Daleks want with Davros, haven't you. TYSSAN: Doctor. Doctor. DOCTOR: Tyssan. TYSSAN: I've been looking for you. It's hard to move around, though. There are Dalek patrols everywhere. DOCTOR: Yes, so I've seen. TYSSAN: I found the other prisoners. They told me what you'd done to free them. They're very grateful. DOCTOR: Oh, it was nothing, nothing. Where are they now? TYSSAN: Hiding. If we can lay our hands on some wapon, I'm hoping to turn them into some sort of fighting force. DOCTOR: That could be very useful, Tyssan. DALEK: Remain where you are. You will turn and walk ahead of me. If you make any attempt to escape you will be extermi ... DOCTOR: Awfully decent of you. Very grateful. CASSANDRA: You will accompany me back to our spacecraft. DOCTOR: Well, all in good time. There are a few things I want to do first. CASSANDRA: That is not a request. It is an order. Move! DOCTOR: I do seem to be in demand today. Come on, Tyssan. TYSSAN: What the devil? Why did she turn against you? DOCTOR: I'm not sure she was ever for me. TYSSAN: What are you doing? DOCTOR: Just as I thought. Just another race of robots, no better than the Daleks. LAN: Ready. LAN: Make sure the seals are tight. Right, move back. MOVELLAN: How does it work? LAN: It changes the molecular structure of the atmosphere. The atoms become flammable. If the Nova device was activated outside the protective shielding, the atmosphere surrounding this planet would burn up in seconds. AGELLA: Lan reports the Nova device functions perfectly. SHARREL: Excellent. Unfortunately, our attempts to capture the Doctor have failed so far. What we need is some way to get him out into the open. Take her. DOCTOR: Tyssan, get back out of sight.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x03 - Destiny of the Daleks - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
DESTINY OF THE DALEKS BY: TERRY NATION Episode Four Original Air Date: 22 September 1979 Running time:26:05 SHARREL: Malfunction. AGELLA: No, I didn't arm the device. It seemed unnecessary as we merely wanted to draw the Doctor into the open. SHARREL: Very well. Take her. You two, take him. DAVROS: Advise Dalek Central Control in space that I require immediate transportation. DALEK: It has been done. A deep space cruiser is on its way. DAVROS: When will it reach Skaro? DALEK 2: Estimated arrival time, six hours. DAVROS: Six hours? Too long. Every moment we remain on Skaro we are vulnerable to attck. All operational Daleks to remain on maximum alert until I am aboard the cruiser and safely in space. Maximum alert. DALEK: As you command. DAVROS: My safety is to be your primary concern. You will make any sacrifice that is required to protect me. DALEK: I obey. DAVROS: Very well. Now, you have a computer sphere containing the logistics and status of the Dalek battle fleet. DALEK: It contains every detail of the situation. DAVROS: Bring it to me. DALEK: The information was checked and supervised by the Supreme Dalek. DAVROS: Supreme Dalek. Pah. That is a title I shall dispute most vigorously. I created the Daleks. It is I who will guide their destiny. I am the Supreme Commander! DALEK: You will be obeyed. DAVROS: Excellent. Now I wish to concentrate. Leave me. DALEK: I obey. AGELLA: Motors are running up. Chargers operating in full capacity. We will have launch power in thirty two minutes. SHARREL: Commence lift-off countdown. Is the device reset? LAN: Yes. Commander, I think it wise that the device be activated manually. If it is left on atmatic, the Daleks may find it and destroy it. It must be guarded to the very last moment. SHARREL: Yes. LAN: The operator will be destroyed, of course. SHARREL: Necessary. You will perform this function, Lan. LAN: Yes, Commander. SHARREL: Take the device to the designated location. Report when you are in position, then stay with the device. Detonate on my radio command. LAN: Understood. DOCTOR: Robots! Of course! SHARREL: Welcome back, Doctor. DOCTOR: One race of robots fighting another. Is she going to be all right? SHARREL: She'll recover. DOCTOR: Good, good. SHARREL: Tell me, Doctor, when did you first realise we were robotic? DOCTOR: The night the roof fell in on Agella. AGELLA: Agella. DOCTOR: Agella, yes, how's your hand? SHARREL: Disfunction or death, as you know it, only occurs in us with massive circuitry disturbance. We are infinitely superior. DOCTOR: Are you really? SHARREL: We function logically. DOCTOR: My condolences to you. SHARREL: Why, Doctor? DOCTOR: Because you'll never defeat the Daleks. Let me demonstrate. Romana? ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: Are you feeling all right? ROMANA: Yes, Doctor. DOCTOR: Good. We're going to play a game. Now. DAVROS: A concise report and a fascinating problem. The Daleks have met a foe worthy of their powers. Another race of robots. DALEK: Correct. Dalek superiority will ultimately triumph and the Movellan force will be exterminated. DAVROS: You have been fighting them for centuries, and still you are not victorious! DALEK: It is only a matter of time. DAVROS: No. Two gigantic computerised battle fleets locked together in deep space, hundreds of galactic battle cruisers vying with each other for centuries, and not a sht fired? DALEK: Our computers are planning the moment of maximum advantage. DAVROS: And so are theirs. It will never come. You have reached a logical impasse. DALEK: Understood. DAVROS: So that is why you have returned to find your creator. DALEK: You will reprogramme our battle computers for us. The Movellans will be exterminated! DOCTOR: Paper wraps stone. ROMANA: Ha, stone blunts scissors. DOCTOR: Scissors cuts paper. Ha, ha! But suppose we were two computers controlling two great battle fleets, each one working perfectly logically to outmanoeuvre the other. Well, you're robots, you try it. SHARREL: We're perfectly DOCTOR: Try it! Go on. DOCTOR: Ha! You see? You're caught in an impasse of logic. You've discovered the recipe for everlasting peace. Congratulations. I'm terribly pleased. SHARREL: Our objective is victory, Doctor. The destruction of the Dalek fleet. DOCTOR: You play with me, eh? Come on. SHARREL: Paper. DOCTOR: Scissors cuts paper. SHARREL: Stone. DOCTOR: Paper wraps stone. SHARREL: Scissors. DOCTOR: Stone blunts scissors. Again. Scissors cuts paper. SHARREL: Stone. DOCTOR: Paper wraps stone. SHARREL: Scissors. DOCTOR: Stone blunts scissors. SHARREL: Thank you, Doctor. Our battle computers must have a new element programmed into them. An advantage, however small, that will change the balance of power. You. ROMANA: And the Daleks want the same thing. DOCTOR: Yes. SHARREL: When we reach the fleet, you will reprogramme our computers. DOCTOR: I will? AGELLA: Yes. The Dalek fleet will be wiped from the heavens and nothing will stand in our way of the conquest of the galaxy. DOCTOR: No, you've overlooked something. Suppose I was willing to help you to change the balance of power, which I'm not, Davros will be doing exactly the same things for the Daleks. I mean, he may be mad, but his computer skills are almost as great as mine. SHARREL: That is precisely why we're taking you with us, Doctor. When we're safely in space, the Nova device will detonate and destroy Davros. With your skills, the impasse will be broken. TYSSAN: Now, this bit here and this bit here. Good. TYSSAN: Now, let's see if the Doctor's right. DALEK: Report. DALEK 2: Surface scans indicate the Movellan ship is preparing for launch. DALEK: Estimated time to lift-off? DALEK 2: Twenty one minutes. Report continues. Listening scanners have detected non-Movellan voices inside the space vehicle. Computers identify the voices as those of the Doctor and his companion. DAVROS: They must be stopped. The Doctor could reprogramme the Movellan battle computers. He would counteract my advantage. The Movellan ship must be destroyed. DALEK: Our firepower will be ineffective against its hull. DAVROS: Then we need more than firepower. Unpack the explsives. ROMANA: Scissors cuts paper. (quietly) Let's get out. DOCTOR: (quietly) Yes. (normal) Paper wraps stone. (quietly) How? ROMANA: Stalemate. (quietly) Do something. DOCTOR: (quietly) When I give the signal, move. DOCTOR: Stone blunts scissors. ROMANA: Good plan. Scissors cuts paper. Paper wraps DOCTOR: Jelly baby. ROMANA: Jelly baby? DOCTOR: Doctor catches robot. AGELLA: Commander, Lan is not answering my signals. SHARREL: Go out and check he's still in position. AGELLA: At once. SHARREL: Launch programme. TYSSAN: Well done, Lan. DAVROS: Now, understand me clearly. You will not deviate from your objective no matter what the provocation. Let no opposition halt you. When you reach the Movellan space vehicle, position yourselves around the ship as close as possible to the hull. The sacrifice you make will ensure total Dalek victory in the space wr! Carry out your orders! DALEK 2: We obey. DAVROS: Total Dalek victory. Then on to still greater conquests. I will lead. Davros will lead! DOCTOR: Don't you ever speak to me like that again, you understand? Never! ROMANA: What did I say? DOCTOR: Jelly baby! You keep out of this. It's a personal matter, isn't it. ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: So just mind your own business. ROMANA: You tell him. DOCTOR: And you mind your own business, too. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Duck! DOCTOR: Oh well, so much for logic. A mind that can be scrambled by a dog whistle. ROMANA: These are Movellan minds? DOCTOR: Yes, well, not quite. They're just power packs with some main circuits. ROMANA: Orders for the day and the power to carry them out. DOCTOR: Yes, that's it. Tyssan! Tyssan. Well done, Tyssan. Any news of Davros? TYSSAN: Nothing. DOCTOR: The Daleks will be sending a ship for him. We mustn't let him get away. TYSSAN: We've only got a handful of men. How can we stop him? DOCTOR: One, two, three, four, five. I'll go alone. Ask me why. TYSSAN: Why? DOCTOR: They're unconscious. Also I'm a very dangerous fellow when I don't know what I'm doing. You stay here, Tyssan. You'll need this ship to get home. Romana, you help him. DOCTOR (OOV.): I will return! DALEK 2: Do not deviate. All units proceed as ordered. The space vehicle must be destroyed. DOCTOR: (quietly) Davros. Davros! (normal) Davros. DAVROS: Doctor! DOCTOR: Hello. I didn't think getting to see you would have been so easy. Are you just going to sit there quietly and wait for the Dalek ship to pick you up? DAVROS: I have one more thing to do before I leave. It seems we have both been much in demand, Doctor. DOCTOR: Well, it's nice to be wanted, isn't it. DAVROS: Putting aside our differences for a moment. DOCTOR: Oh? DAVROS: Speaking simply as scientists, the problem is fascinating, don't you agree? DOCTOR: Oh yes, two vast computers so evenly matched they can't out-think one another. DAVROS: Two spacefleets totally impotent. DOCTOR: Yes. DAVROS: You know how the stalemate can be broken, of course. DOCTOR: Oh, of course. DAVROS: I realised you would. So obvious but they can't see it. Would you have told the Movellans? DOCTOR: Oh, no. DAVROS: I suspected you wouldn't. DOCTOR: Would you have told the Daleks? DAVROS: But I dared not take the risk. I had to stop them taking you. DOCTOR: But you failed. The prisoners set me free. DAVROS: The Movellan ship will never lift off! Soon my Daleks, carrying more than half a megaton of explsives, will press against the hull and I will simply activate this control to detonate. DOCTOR: Really. And how will you stop me activating that control before they reach their target? DAVROS: I would not. DOCTOR: Really? DALEK: Do not move. DAVROS: You see, there's nothing you can do to stop it now. DALEK 2: Let no opposition halt you. Advance for total Dalek victory! Objective sighted. Advance! TYSSAN: Well, we got them all. ROMANA: Was Commander Sharrel with them? TYSSAN: No. I thought he was up here. ROMANA: Well, I can't find him. TYSSAN: Oh, it's not important. Even if he got away, he can't do much on his own. ROMANA: The Nova device! He'll try to detonate! DALEK 2 (OOV.): Now commencing final approach to ship. DAVROS: Very soon now, Doctor. Very soon. DALEK 2: Do not deviate. Let no opposition halt you. TYSSAN: Right, there's a Dalek force coming. Now pick up what wapon you can. We've got to hold them. DALEK 2: Exterminate! DAVROS: When the Dalek ship arrives, you will accompany us. DOCTOR: Oh, I'm sure they'll welcome me with open arms. I mean, they would welcome me with open arms if they had arms. Please, please, no offence meant at all. DALEK: Malfunction. DAVROS: Behind you. DALEK: Malfunction. DAVROS: Behind you. DALEK: Visual circuit is impaired. DAVROS: To your right. To your left. DALEK: Malfunction. DAVROS: To your right. This way! DALEK: Malfunction. DAVROS: Not me, you fool! DALEK: Vision impaired! Vision impaired! Malfunction! Loss of visual control. Malfunction! Malfunction! DALEK: Malfunction! Loss of control! Loss of control! Loss of control! DOCTOR: Bye, bye. DOCTOR: My hat! DAVROS: Keep away. DOCTOR: What? DAVROS: Keep back. DOCTOR: All elephants are pink. Nellie is an elephant, therefore Nellie is pink. Logical? DAVROS: Perfectly. DOCTOR: You know what a human would say to that? DAVROS: What? TYSSAN: Elephants aren't pink. DAVROS: Bah. Humans do not understand logic. ROMANA: They're not slaves to it like the Daleks or the Movellans. DOCTOR: That's why the Daleks came back for you. They remembered they were once organic creatures themselves, capable of irrational, intuitive thought, and they wanted you to give it back to them to get them out of their trap of logic. DAVROS: I have failed! DOCTOR: Yes. What does it feel like? DAVROS: What will happen to me? TYSSAN: A high security ship has started out from Earth to meet us. You will be taken to stand trial for your crimes against the whole of sentient creation. DAVROS: There is not a ship, not a prison that can hold me! DOCTOR: No, but I think this little device can. It's a cryogenic freezer. Even you can't escape from a solid block of ice. Bye, bye, Davros. TYSSAN: Doctor! Doctor! DOCTOR: That was a narrow escape. Come on, we've got some digging to do. ROMANA: Doctor, could you really have solved their problems and won the w*r for them? DOCTOR: Of course I could. It's obvious. ROMANA: Was it? DOCTOR: Yes. Both sides were fighting with computers, perfectly logically. Each computer could predict the move of the other and counter it. Result, stalemate. ROMANA: So the first side that switches its computer off and does something irrational DOCTOR: Wins the battle, yes. Make mistakes and confuse the enemy. ROMANA: Brilliant. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Is that why you always win? DOCTOR: Yes. What? ROMANA: Because you always make mistakes. DOCTOR: Mistakes? Me? Well, perhaps once a century or so. DOCTOR (OOV.): Well, I have made the odd mistake. ROMANA (OOV.): Not that switch. DOCTOR (OOV.): What? DOCTOR (OOV.): Oh, yes.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x04 - Destiny of the Daleks - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
By David Agnew (alias Douglas Adams with Graham Williams) (From a story line by David Fisher) EPISODE 1 First shown 29 September, 1979 Running time: 24:25 1. A planet (On a bare rocky planet sits a large grey spaceship. Four long legs hold it high above the ground. Inside sits a humanoid figure, but it has one eye in the middle of its forehead and has a head which looks as if it is covered in masses of green-coloured string. This is SCAROTH.) VOICE: Mighty Solex to warp thrust. SCAROTH: Confirmed. VOICE: Thrust against planet's surface set to power three? SCAROTH: Negative, power three too severe. VOICE: Scaroth, it must be power three. It must be. SCAROTH: Warp thrust from planet's surface is untested and power there is su1c1de. Advised. VOICE: The Jagaroth are in your hands. Without secondary drive we must use our main warp thrust. You know this, Scaroth. It is our only hope. You are our only hope. SCAROTH: And I am the only one directly in warp field. I know the dangers. VOICE: Three, two, one... SCAROTH: What will happen if... VOICE: Full power! (The middle of the spaceship starts turning as the space craft slowly starts to rise. The legs start to fold into the centre. Then it starts to shake and glow.) VOICE: Scaroth! The fate of the Jagaroth is with you! Scaroth! Scaroth! You are our only hope! Our only hope! Scaroth! Scaroth! Scaroth! (With a small bang, the spaceship explodes in a shower of light.) 2. The Eifel Tower, Paris (THE DOCTOR and his companion ROMANA stand on the top of the Eifel Tower in Paris looking down at view below.) DOCTOR: (OOV) Nice, isn't it? ROMANA: (OOV) Yes, marvellous. DOCTOR: (OOV) Marvellous, absolutely. ROMANA: (OOV) Absolutely marvellous. DOCTOR: (OOV) Well, I think it's marvellous. ROMANA: (OOV) So do I. Though it's not quite as you described it. DOCTOR: (OOV) Really? How did I describe it? ROMANA: (OOV) You said it was nice! DOCTOR: It's the only place in the world where one can relax entirely. ROMANA: Mmm! That bouquet! DOCTOR: What Paris has...it has an ethos. It has a life. A... ROMANA: A bouquet? DOCTOR: A spirit all of its own...like a white wine. It has... ROMANA: A bouquet? DOCTOR: It has a bouquet. Yes. Like a good wine. You'd have to choose one of the vintage years of course. ROMANA: What year is this? DOCTOR: Ah well, yes... it's 1979 actually. More of a table wine, shall we say. Huh! The randomiser's a useful device, but it lacks true discrimination. Should we sip it and see? ROMANA: Ooh! I'd be delighted. Shall we take the lift or fly? DOCTOR: Lets not be ostentatious. ROMANA: Alright. Lets fly then. DOCTOR: That would look silly. We'll take the lift. Come on. 3. A French Station (A train pulls into a small station. On both sides of the platform people with suitcases wait. The door opens and inside are ROMANA and the DOCTOR.) ROMANA: Where are we going? DOCTOR: Are you talking philosophically or geographically? ROMANA: Philosophically. DOCTOR: Then we're going to lunch! (He laughs to himself.) DOCTOR: I know a little place that has a wonderful bouillabaisse. Do you like bouillabaisse? ROMANA: Mmm! Bouillabaisse, yum yum! (The train passes the Eifel Tower then stops at another station. The DOCTOR and ROMANA get off. They look around and the DOCTOR points to the right. They walk in that direction, ROMANA skips most of the way.) 4. In the town centre (They run up the stairs leading out of the station and cross a busy road. They continue walking to the left.) 5. A quite path (As the DOCTOR and ROMANA pass a poster on a brick wall, The Doctor suddenly stops, opens his mouth as if he is about to say something, but he doesn't and moves on. At the top of the poster is a large animal skull hovering above a rocky desert. In a box underneath are the words: 25 Janvier - 31 Mai, 1979, 3 Millions d'Années d'Adventure Humaines, Muséum National d'Histoire Naturelle.) 6. Another Road (The DOCTOR and ROMANA cross another road, then a zebra crossing. In front of them is a small Cafe.) 7. A large house (exterior) (On one side of the road is a very large house. On top is a glass window. The door is carved with shapes of screaming heads.) 8. Inside the house - A laboratory (Around the room of a large laboratory are lots of machines and papers. There is the sound of voices and two men come down some stairs. One of them, PROFESSOR KERENSKY, is a small man dressed in white overalls and the other, COUNT SCARLIONI, the owner of the house, is dressed in a suit.) KERENSKY: But I can see no further, Count. Research costs money. If you want the results, you must have the money! SCARLIONI: I assure you, Professor, money is no problem. KERENSKY: So you tell me, Count Scarlioni. So you tell me everyday: money is no problem. (He picks up a piece of paper.) KERENSKY: What do you want me to do about these equipment invoices? Shall I write "no problem" on them and send them back? SCARLIONI: Will a million francs ease the immediate cash-flow situation? (The Count takes out of his pocket a bundle of notes. He drops them on the desk in front of PROFESSOR KERENSKY.) KERENSKY: Yes, Scarli, that will help at the moment, but I will shortly need a great deal more. SCARLIONI: Of course, Professor, of course. Nothing must stand in the way of the work. (Another man comes down the stairs. He is dressed in black and has grey hair and beard. This is HERMANN.) HERMANN: Your Excellency? SCARLIONI: (OOV) Ahh, Hermann, that game thrower didn't fetch enough. I think we'll have to sell one of the bibles. HERMANN: Sir? SCARLIONI: Yes, the Gutenberg. HERMANN: May I suggest we tread more carefully sir? It would not be in our best interest to draw too much attention to ourselves - another rash of...priceless treasures on the market. SCARLIONI: Yes, I know, Hermann. I know. Just sell it discreetly. HERMANN: Discreetly Sir? Sell a Guttenberg Bible discreetly? SCARLIONI: Well, as discreetly as possible. Just do it, will you? (Hermann nods and turns away.) HERMANN: Yes, sir. Of course, sir. SCARLIONI: Good, Professor. Excellent. I hope we are now ready to start the next test on our equipment. (The Professor is looking through a microscope. He holds two fingers in the air.) KERENSKY: Yes. In two minutes, Count. Just two minutes. 9. The Cafe (Inside the cafe, the DOCTOR is reading a book on France. He and ROMANA are sitting round a red and white checked table. They are not the only people there.) DOCTOR: Umm! ROMANA: Any good? DOCTOR: Not bad. A bit boring in the middle. Don't move! You might spoil a priceless work of art! (On another table, someone is sketching ROMANA.) DOCTOR: Don't look! ROMANA: What is he doing? DOCTOR: Sssh! ROMANA: (Whispering) What's he...? DOCTOR: He's sketching you. ROMANA: Is he? (She suddenly turns round. The artist drops the pen he was holding and screws up the piece of paper he was working on and angrily throws it on the floor. He glares at ROMANA and goes.) DOCTOR: I told you not to look. ROMANA: I just wanted to see. DOCTOR: No, well it's too late now. He's gone. ROMANA: Pity. I wonder what he thought I looked like. DOCTOR: Well, he threw it down there. Have a look. (ROMANA leans down to pick up the paper, then there is a strange sound and the artist appears back on his chair, holding the pen and paper. He is again sketching ROMANA.) ROMANA: What is he doing? DOCTOR: Sssh! ROMANA: (Whispering) What's he...? DOCTOR: He's sketching you. ROMANA: Is he? (She suddenly turns round. The artist drops the pen he was holding and screws up the piece of paper he was working on and angrily throws it on the floor. He glares at ROMANA and goes.) DOCTOR: I told you not to look. ROMANA: I just wanted to see. DOCTOR: No, well it's too late now. He's gone. ROMANA: Pity. I wonder what he thought I looked like. DOCTOR: Well, he threw it down there. Have a look. (ROMANA leans down to pick up the paper, then there is a strange sound.) ROMANA: What's going on? DOCTOR: I don't know. It's as if time jumped a groove for a second. (ROMANA picks up the paper.) ROMANA: Lets have a look. (She frowns and hands it to the DOCTOR.) DOCTOR: For a portrait of a Time Lady, it's not a bad likeness. (On the sheet of paper is a drawing of a broken clock face with ROMANA's features. Long hair runs down the side and on top is a hat.) ROMANA: It's extraordinary! DOCTOR: Yes, isn't it. ROMANA: I wonder why he did it like that. DOCTOR: Hmm? ROMANA: The face of the clock is fractured. DOCTOR: Uh! Ha! Almost like a crack in time. (He looks up slowly from the drawing.) DOCTOR: A crack in time? ROMANA: Lets sit outside. (They stand up and leave the cafe.) 10. The Laboratory KERENSKY: Time, Count. It will take time. (The Professor examines a small black machine, watched by SCARLIONI.) SCARLIONI: Time, time, time. Nevertheless a very impressive, if flawed, demonstration. I'm relying on you to make very fast progress now, Professor. The fate of many people is in our hands. KERENSKY: Although we will have much to thank you for. SCARLIONI: It will indeed Professor. It will indeed. How soon before we can start the next tests? KERENSKY: The next one, Count? Well... SCARLIONI: I want to see it today. KERENSKY: Today, Count? SCARLIONI: Yes, today! KERENSKY: Count, I think this is wonderful work, but I do not understand this obsessive urgency! SCARLIONI: Time, Professor. It is all a matter of time. (PROFESSOR KERENSKY looks puzzled as SCARLIONI turns round and walks away.) 11. Outside the Cafe DOCTOR: I think there's a matter with time. Did you feel anything? ROMANA: Umm. Just a twinge. I didn't like it. DOCTOR: Yes. Must be because I've crossed the time field so often. No one there seemed to notice anything. You and I exist in a special relationship of time, you know - perpetual outsider. ROMANA: Don't be so portentous. DOCTOR: Me? What do you make of that then? (The DOCTOR unfolds the picture and looks at it again.) ROMANA: Well, at least on Gallifrey we can capture a good likeness. Computers can draw. DOCTOR: What? Computer pictures? You sit in Paris and talk of Computer Pictures? Listen. I'll take you somewhere and show you some real paintings painted by real people. ROMANA: What about the time slip? DOCTOR: Never mind about the time slip - we're on holiday! Come one! (The two time travellers get up and start walking to the Louvre Art Gallery.) 12. Outside the Louvre DOCTOR: Here we are, the Louvre. One of the greatest art galleries in the whole galaxy. ROMANA: Nonsense! What about the Academia Stolraus on Sirius 5? DOCTOR: Oh no. ROMANA: Or the Solarium Panatica on Stricium? DOCTOR: No No! ROMANA: Or the Braxiatel Collection? DOCTOR: No, no, no. This is the gallery. The only gallery in the known universe with a picture like... 13. Inside the Louvre (The DOCTOR and ROMANA are in a section of the gallery looking at the picture the DOCTOR came to see. Around them, people are looking at other paintings. There is a lady on a bench reading an information booklet, a guide giving a tour around the gallery and a man dressed in a long white coat. He seems to be watching them.) DOCTOR: The Mona Lisa! ROMANA: It's quite good. DOCTOR: Quite! That's one of the great treasures of the universe and you say "quite"? ROMANA: The world, Doctor, the world. Don't draw attention. DOCTOR: What are you talking about? ROMANA: Not "the universe" in public. DOCTOR: I don't care! Look, it's one of the great treasures of the universe! (Everybody seems to be watching them.) ROMANA: Huh! DOCTOR: Go on, let them gawk, let them gape. What do I care! ROMANA: Why hasn't she got any eyebrows? DOCTOR: Is that all you can say - "no eyebrows"? We're talking about the Mona Lisa. It's the... (There is the sound of a lady talking and the guide comes up. She is showing round a group of people.) GUIDE: The Mona Lisa! DOCTOR: (To Romana) You're right! She hasn't got any eyebrows! GUIDE: A painting by Leonardo da Vinci in 1452. (She sees the DOCTOR right in front of the painting, so she coughs politely.) GUIDE: Excuse me, Monsieur? DOCTOR: Yes? (He swings round the opposite side to the GUIDE, but seeing no one there, swings back, hitting her.) DOCTOR: Oh! GUIDE: Oh, would you please move along. Other people wish to enjoy this picture. (ROMANA comes up to the DOCTOR.) ROMANA: What did she say? DOCTOR: She said... (There is a strange sound and time goes back.) GUIDE: The Mona Lisa! DOCTOR: (To Romana) You're right! She hasn't got any eyebrows! GUIDE: A painting by Leonardo da Vinci in 1452. (The GUIDE sees the DOCTOR right in front of the painting, so she coughs politely.) GUIDE: Excuse me, Monsieur? DOCTOR: Yes? (He swings round the opposite side to the GUIDE, but seeing no one there, swings back, hitting her.) DOCTOR: Oh! GUIDE: Oh, would you please move along. Other people wish to enjoy this picture. (The high pitched sound comes once again. ROMANA puts her hand to her head. The DOCTOR stumbles backwards past several people and collapses on the bench by the lady reading the booklet. The man in the long white coat takes charge.) DUGGAN: Alright. Stand back. Stand back. (He picks up the DOCTOR who has now fallen onto the floor.) DUGGAN: Are you alright, sir? DOCTOR: Yes. I just dented my head on your gn, that's all. DUGGAN: What on earth is he...? ROMANA: I think he's just having one of his funny turns. DOCTOR: One of my funny turns? The whole world took a funny turn! ROMANA: Come one. (ROMANA pushes the DOCTOR away. DUGGAN watches them go, then follows. The lady nods to a man standing by the Mona Lisa. She looks round to see if anyone is watching.) 14. The Laboratory SCARLIONI: Excellent, Professor. Excellent. KERENSKY: An unfortunate side effect. SCARLIONI: Not at all, Professor. The work progresses well. Now, I want you to find a way to vastly increase the time span. KERENSKY: I-I-I'm not certain, Count! Einstein says... SCARLIONI: I'm not paying Einstein, Professor. I'm paying you. Now continue with the work. KERENSKY: You're stretching my limit, Count. SCARLIONI: Only thus is true progress ever made. You, as a scientist, should be able to appreciate that. KERENSKY: Oh, I do, Count, I do. I appreciate many things. I appreciate walks in the country. I appreciate sleep, regular meals... SCARLIONI: (Talking to HERMANN) Hermann! HERMANN: Yes, Excellency? SCARLIONI: Would you please prepare for the Professor half a dozen Escargot Beurré followed by Notricot Bourgelais with Ariot Bair and Pomme Suite served directly here to the laboratory. HERMANN: (Writing in notepad) Yes, Sir. SCARLIONI: Oh, and a bottle of Chomberte. My own. Better make that half a bottle. (Turning to the Professor) Wouldn't want to interfere with the work, would we Professor? KERENSKY: (Sulkily) Eh, Count...I would really like to get some sleep. (SCARLIONI suddenly turns and calls back to HERMANN.) SCARLIONI: Hermann, cancel the wine and bring in the vitamin pill. I shall be upstairs in my room. 15. Outside a postcard shop in street (The DOCTOR and ROMANA walk along but, unknown to them, DUGGAN is following closely behind. When they stop to look at some postcards and then paintings, he stops also, then quickly hurries on. They sit down on a bench next to a river.) ROMANA: Do you realise we're being followed? DOCTOR: Yes. All the way from the Louvre by that idiot with the gn. ROMANA: You did notice. DOCTOR: Well of course I noticed! ROMANA: Well, what do you think he wants? DOCTOR: Look in your pockets. (ROMANA turns to look in a pocket.) DOCTOR: Other pocket! (She turns to the other one and finds a metal bracelet inside it.) ROMANA: What's this? DOCTOR: The woman I bumped into was wearing it. Look at it. ROMANA: It's a micro scanner! DOCTOR: Someone's using it to get a complete report on all the alarm systems around the Mona Lisa. ROMANA: Were they just trying to steal it? DOCTOR: It's a pretty painting. ROMANA: It is a very sophisticated device for a level 5 civilisation. DOCTOR: That? That's never the product of Earth civilisation. ROMANA: You mean it's aliens trying to steal the Mona Lisa. DOCTOR: It is a very pretty painting, isn't it Romana? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: Do you know, I think something very funny is going on. You remember that man who was following us? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: Well he's standing behind me pointing a gn at my back. (The DOCTOR and ROMANA stand up and are brought with their hands up into the same cafe.) 16. Cafe DOCTOR: Two glasses of water - make them doubles. (DUGGAN, ROMANA and the DOCTOR sit down at a table.) 17. A large room of Count Scarlioni's house (SCARLIONI sits in a comfortable chair drinking a green-coloured drink while another lady, the COUNTESS SCARLIONI, is smoking.) SCARLIONI: And then? COUNTESS: I had this fool of a detective follow. SCARLIONI: Why? COUNTESS: Reasons. SCARLIONI: Please don't play games. COUNTESS: What else have I been doing all these years? SCARLIONI: Following instructions. Go on. COUNTESS: Well, this detective, Duggan, he stopped watching the painting and started watching me. SCARLIONI: Oh! Shown a glimmering of intelligence at last. Perhaps we should deal with him. No. He's too stupid to bother us seriously. COUNTESS: Funny that something else happened in front of the painting. SCARLIONI: Yes? COUNTESS: Well, this tall man I'd never seen before fainted. SCARLIONI: People are getting jumpy. He was probably overcome by your charms. COUNTESS: Only that as he fell, he somehow managed to get the bracelet off my wrist. SCARLIONI: (Very angrily) What!? And you let him?! COUNTESS: I had no choice! It was a rush and confusion. It was well organised, I'm sure. SCARLIONI: Right, that bracelet... COUNTESS: We'll get it back. The matter is in hand even now. SCARLIONI: I trust you will be... COUNTESS: Discrete? Course. 18. Cafe DOCTOR: What bracelet? (A gn is focused on the DOCTOR's head. Two men in smart suits and black hats are standing by the group. One is aiming the gn. ROMANA hands over the bracelet and they leave quickly.) ROMANA: Are you alright? DOCTOR: Yes, I'm relaxing and enjoying Paris. DUGGAN: Alright. That is enough. Very cleverly staged, but you don't fool me. DOCTOR: What are you talking about? DUGGAN: Your men who were in here just now. DOCTOR: My men, those thugs? DUGGAN: Your thugs. DOCTOR: I don't think you noticed but he was pointing a gn at me. Anyone in my employ who behaved like that...I'd sack him on the spot! DUGGAN: Except that I know that they arranged to hold you up as a bluff. You're trying to put me on a false scent. DOCTOR: You're English, aren't you. DUGGAN: Yes, DOCTOR: (Calling) I thought I ordered two glasses of water. DUGGAN: Listen... DOCTOR: Doctor. (A waiter places three cups of water on the table in front of them.) DUGGAN: What's Scarlioni's angle? DOCTOR: Scarlioni's angle? I've never heard of Scarlioni. (To ROMANA) Have you heard of Scarlioni? ROMANA: No, I was never very good at geometry. DOCTOR: Who's Scarlioni? DUGGAN: Count Scarlioni! Everyone's heard of Count Scarlioni! DOCTOR: Ah well, we've only just landed on Earth. DUGGAN: Right. That's it. I give up! You're crazy! (He marches towards the door.) DOCTOR: Crazy enough to steal the Mona Lisa? (DUGGAN turns round and comes back.) DOCTOR: Or be interested in someone who might want to steal the Mona Lisa. (DUGGAN takes a sip of his water and says nothing.) 19. A room in the Count's house (The two men are there and have given the bracelet to COUNT SCARLIONI. Also in the room is HERMANN and the COUNTESS.) SCARLIONI: Good. Thank you. You may go. (The men leave and close the door behind them.) SCARLIONI: But not good enough. (To HERMANN.) k*ll them. HERMANN: The detective and his friends, Excellency? SCARLIONI: No, Hermann, those two fools. HERMANN: (Smiling wickedly.) With pleasure, Excellency. SCARLIONI: (To COUNTESS.) So, one was interested in you and the painting and the other this bracelet. COUNTESS: Yes. SCARLIONI: I would like to meet them. COUNTESS: Of course. Just tell Hermann. SCARLIONI: No, my dear. You tell Hermann. 20. Cafe DUGGAN: So you can imagine the confusion. The whole art word in an uproar. Masterpieces that have apparently been missing over the centuries are just turning up all over the place! DOCTOR: All fakes of course. DUGGAN: They've got to be, haven't they. Haven't they? ROMANA: Are they? DUGGAN: They're very good ones. They stand up to every scientific test. DOCTOR: What? And the only connection with this is the Count? DUGGAN: Yes, though nothing dirty can be proved. He's clean. So clean he stinks. DOCTOR: He isn't clean any more. The Countess has the bracelet. DUGGAN: How much is that bracelet worth? DOCTOR: Well, it depends on what you want to do with it. Uh oh. (The two black-dressed men are back!) DOCTOR: I think we're being invited to leave. 21. Another room in the Count's house (The COUNTESS straightens her hair in a mirror then hears the sound of footsteps. She starts smoking and leans against the wall. HERMANN comes up, taps her on the shoulder and she jumps.) HERMANN: You rang, my lady? COUNTESS: Yes, Hermann. Where's the Count? HERMANN: Down in the laboratory, my lady. COUNTESS: With that Professor again? HERMANN: No, my lady. Professor Kerensky is resting in his room. COUNTESS: Thank you, Hermann. 22. Laboratory (COUNT SCARLIONI is alone and he glances at his reflection in a mirror.) 23. Outside Laboratory (The COUNTESS tries to open the door into the lab but it doesn't open.) COUNTESS: Carlos! Carlos? 24. Laboratory COUNTESS: (Heard from outside) Carlos? (SCARLIONI reaches up to his head and grasps his skin, pulling at it. He rips the skin back revealing a mass of green and a large eye in the centre of his forehead...)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x05 - City of Death - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
By David Agnew (alias Douglas Adams with Graham Williams) (From a story line by David Fisher) EPISODE 2 First shown 6 October, 1979 5:50pm - 6:15pm HERMANN: Excuse me, my lady. The people you wished to speak to are here. COUNTESS: Good, Hermann. Show them in. HERMANN: Yes, my lady. DOCTOR: I say, what a wonderful butler. He's so violent. Hello, I'm called the Doctor. That's Romana, that's Duggan. You must be the Countess Scarlioni and this is clearly a delightful Louis Quinze chair. May I sit in it? I say, haven't they worn well? Thank you, Hermann, that'll be all. COUNTESS: Doctor, you're being very pleasant with me. DOCTOR: Well, I'm a very pleasant fellow. COUNTESS: But I didn't invite you here for social reasons. DOCTOR: Yes, I could see that the moment you didn't invite me to have a drink. Well, I will have a drink now you come to mention it. Yes, do come in, everybody. DOCTOR: Romana, sit down over there. Duggan. Now, Duggan, you sit there. Do sit down if you want to, Count. Oh, all right. Now, isn't this nice? COUNTESS: The only reason you were brought here was to explain exactly why you stole my bracelet. DOCTOR: Ah, well, it's my job, you see. I'm a thief. And this is Romana, she's my accomplice. And this is Duggan. He's the detective who's been kind enough to catch me. That's his job. You see, our two lines of work dovetail beautifully. COUNTESS: Very interesting. DOCTOR: Yes. COUNTESS: I was rather under the impression that Mister Duggan was following me. DOCTOR: Ah. Well, you're a beautiful woman, probably, and Duggan was trying to summon up the courage to ask you out to dinner, weren't you, Duggan? COUNTESS: Who sent you? DOCTOR: Who sent me what? COUNTESS: Doctor, the more you try to convince me that you're a fool, the more I'm likely to think otherwise. Now, it would only be the work of a moment to have you klled. DOCTOR: What? COUNTESS: Put it down. ROMANA: It's one of those isn't it? COUNTESS: Yes, it's a very rare and precious Chinese puzzle box. You won't be able to open it so put it down. ROMANA: Oh, look. SCARLIONI: Yes. Very pretty, isn't it. ROMANA: Very. Where's it from? SCARLIONI: From? It's not from anywhere. It's mine. COUNTESS: My dear, these are the people who stole it from me at the Louvre. DOCTOR: Hello there. SCARLIONI: How very curious. Two thieves enter the Louvre gallery and come out with a bracelet. Couldn't you think of anything more interesting to steal? DOCTOR: Well, I just thought it was awfully pretty and a terribly unusual design. Of course, it would have been much nicer to have stolen one of the pictures, but I've tried that before and all sorts of alarms go off which disturbs the concentration. SCARLIONI: Yes, it would. So you stole the bracelet simply because it's pretty? DOCTOR: Yes. Well, I think it is. Don't you? SCARLIONI: Yes. COUNTESS: My dear, I don't think he's as stupid as he seems. SCARLIONI: My dear, nobody could be as stupid as he seems. DOCTOR: Oh. SCARLIONI: This interview is at an end. DOCTOR: Good. Well, we'll be off. A quick stagger up the Champs Elysees, perhaps a bite at Maxims. What do you think, Romana? ROMANA: Maxims SCARLIONI: I think a rather better idea would be if Hermann were to lock you into the cellar. I should hate to lose contact with such fascinating people. DOCTOR: Ah. Duggan, what are you doing? For heavens sake, that's a Louis Quinze. DUGGAN: But you're not going to let them lock us up DOCTOR: Just behave like a civilised guest. I do beg your pardon, Count. SCARLIONI: Thank you. DOCTOR: Now, Hermann, if you'd just be kind enough to show us to our cellar, we'd be terribly grateful. Do come along, my good chap. SCARLIONI: You really should be more careful with your trinkets, my dear. After all, we do have a Mona Lisa to steal. DOCTOR: How long's the Chateau been here, Hermann? HERMANN: Long enough. DOCTOR: Really, that long? Restored four or five hundred years ago? HERMANN: May have been. DOCTOR: Very stimulating, very stimulating. And this would be the cellar, would it? HERMANN: Doctor, your boring conversation does not interest me. DOCTOR: Really. Good Lord, a laboratory. Are you locking us into a laboratory? HERMANN: In here. DOCTOR: Oh, I'd much rather stay out here. This looks so interesting. HERMANN: In here, I said. HERMANN: You may light it if you wish. ROMANA: How long's this thing going to last us? HERMANN: Two hours, maybe three. DOCTOR: What happens after that? HERMANN: After that, you won't need any light. DUGGAN: What do you think you're playing at? DOCTOR: Shush. Light the lamp. DUGGAN: There's only one match. DOCTOR: Then get it right. DUGGAN: You tell me to get it right? We could have escaped at least twice if you hadn't DOCTOR: Exactly, exactly. What's the point of coming all the way here just to escape immediately? What we do is, we stay here. DUGGAN: Yes? DOCTOR: Let them think they've got us safe. DUGGAN: Yes? DOCTOR: Then we escape. Light the lamp. Come on. DUGGAN: Well? DOCTOR: It's not working. DUGGAN: Oh, you and your stupid ideas. DOCTOR: Don't! DUGGAN: Well, what else use is it? DOCTOR: It was useful against the Daleks on Skaro. DUGGAN: What? DOCTOR: Oh, you wouldn't remember. Never mind. DUGGAN: That's all I need. Locked in a cellar, no way out, and two raving lunatics for company. DOCTOR: It's working. Would you like to stay on as my scientific advisor? ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: The horizontal length of the stairs is about six metres, isn't it? DOCTOR: Yes, I suppose so. Why? ROMANA: Well, this room runs alongside the stairs, and it's only two point seven three metres in length. DOCTOR: That's fascinating. Shall we look at the lab first? DUGGAN: Right, let's get out of here. DOCTOR: No. There are bound to be a couple of guards at the top of the stairs. DUGGAN: Exactly. I'm about ready to thump somebody. DOCTOR: I want to look at the lab first. DUGGAN: What use is looking at the lab? DOCTOR: In the last few hours I've been thumped, thrat, abducted and imprisoned. I've found a piece of equipment which is not of Earth technology and I've been through two time slips. I think this lab might have something to do with it. DUGGAN: Cut that stuff out, will you? What about the Mona Lisa? DOCTOR: What about it? DUGGAN: Do you reckon the Count and Countess are out to steal it? DOCTOR: Yes. DUGGAN: I don't know about you, but I'm going to stop them. DOCTOR: They're not going to steal it at five o'clock in the afternoon, are they? DUGGAN: Why not? DOCTOR: Because the Louvre is still open. DUGGAN: Oh, yes. DOCTOR: Now, while we're here, why don't you and I find out how they're going to steal it and why. Or are you just in it for the thumping? DUGGAN: I'm in it mainly to protect the interests of the art dealers who employ DOCTOR: I know, but mainly for the thumping. What do you think Romana's up to? DUGGAN: I don't know. DOCTOR: Nor do I. Looks intriguing, don't you think? DUGGAN: I don't care. I'm going. DOCTOR: What? DOCTOR: Which came first, the chicken or the egg? KERENSKY: Who are you? DOCTOR: Me? KERENSKY: Yes, who are you? What are you doing here? DOCTOR: Me? I'm the Doctor. What you're doing is terribly interesting, but you've got it wrong. SCARLIONI: A truly remarkable piece of equipment, I hope you'll agree. It makes the impossible, possible. SCARLIONI: Perhaps the Professor should see it. I should like him to know that while he is no doubt a genius, the man he is working for is altogether more clever. HERMANN: Without question, sir. Shall I go and fetch the Professor, Excellency? SCARLIONI: Yes. Ah, no. No, I would not disturb the work. Besides, I don't think our Professor would be very amused. Are we ready? HERMANN: Yes, Excellency. SCARLIONI: Then let us begin. KERENSKY: Wrong? What are you talking about? DOCTOR: Well, you're tinkering with time. That's always a bad idea unless you know what you're doing. KERENSKY: I know what I'm doing. I am the foremost authority on temporal theory in the whole world. DOCTOR: The whole world? KERENSKY: Yes. DOCTOR: Well, that's a very small place when you consider the size of the universe. KERENSKY: Ah, but who can? DOCTOR: Oh, some can. And if you can't, you shouldn't tinker with time. KERENSKY: But you saw it work. The greatest achievement of the human race. A cellular accelerator. You saw it! An egg developed into a chicken in thirty seconds. With a large one, I can turn a calf into a cow in even less time. It will be the end of famine in the world. DOCTOR: It'll be the end of you, if you're not careful, never mind the cow. Look. KERENSKY: Well, there are a few technical problems. DOCTOR: A few technical problems! No, no, no. The whole principle you're working on is wrong. You can stretch time backwards or forwards within that bubble, but you can't break into it or out of it. It's true you have created a different time continuum, but it's totally incompatible with ours. KERENSKY: Ah. I don't know what you mean. DOCTOR: Have you tried this? DOCTOR: That's a more interesting effect, don't you think? Did you know when you built that it could do something like that? KERENSKY: No. What did you do? DOCTOR: What do you mean, what did I do? I just reversed the polarity. This is very expensive equipment, isn't it? KERENSKY: Oh, very expensive. The Count is very generous. A true philanthropist. I do not ask too many questions. DOCTOR: Well, you'd. What's your name? KERENSKY: Kerensky. DOCTOR: Kerensky? KERENSKY: Theodore Nikolai Kerensky. DOCTOR: Theodore Nikolai Kerensky, a scientist's job is to ask questions. You should DOCTOR: Theodore. Theo. Kerensky! He's fainted. DUGGAN: No, I ht him. Now, can we stop wondering about conjuring tricks with chickens and get out of this place? DOCTOR: Yes, that's your philosophy, isn't it. If it moves, ht it. He's going to be all right. If you do that one more time, Duggan, I'm going to take very, very severe measures. DUGGAN: Yeah? Like what? DOCTOR: I'm going to ask you not to. ROMANA (OOV.): Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: I was right. DOCTOR: About what? ROMANA: Those measurements. There's another room behind the wall, bricked up. DUGGAN: Is it important? DOCTOR: Let's look. DOCTOR: Very impressive. ROMANA: The brickwork's very old. DOCTOR: Yes, four to five hundred years. DUGGAN: In which case it can wait another hour or two while we sort these guys out. DOCTOR: No, no, no. In my view, a room that's been bricked up for four or five hundred years is urgently overdue for an airing. DUGGAN: Come on, let's get out of here. We've got the Mona Lisa to worry about. DOCTOR: Duggan. SCARLIONI: So, there is the problem. A box constructed of steel and plate glass, but merely a physical barrier to protect the painting from attck. We cut through the glass with the aid of our sonic Knfe. SCARLIONI: Now wait. We now come to the second and far more interesting line of defence. The laser beams. Interrupt them, and every alarm in Paris will go off instantly. To get through them, we must alter the refractive index of the very air itself. Hermann. HERMANN: Sir. SCARLIONI: A prismatic beam now deflects the beams and the picture is accessible. SCARLIONI: A useful little device. Wear it always. COUNTESS: My dear, you must be a genius. SCARLIONI: Let's just say I come from a family of geniuses. Tonight, enough of rehearsals. Tonight, the real thing! ROMANA: Why do you suppose the Count's got all this equipment, Doctor? DOCTOR: He seems to be financing some dangerous experiment with time. The professor, of course, thinks he's breeding chickens. DUGGAN: Stealing the Mona Lisa to pay for chickens? ROMANA: Yes, but who'd want to buy the Mona Lisa? You can hardly show it if it's known to be stolen. DUGGAN: There are at least seven people in my address book who'd pay millions for that picture for their private collection. ROMANA: But no one could even know they'd got it! DUGGAN: It would be an expensive gloat, but they'd buy it. ROMANA: How are we going to move this last bit? DOCTOR: I think I'm going to need some machinery. DUGGAN: I've got all the machinery I need. DOCTOR: Eh? DUGGAN: Stand back. ROMANA: What are they, Doctor? DOCTOR: I don't know. DUGGAN: They've been here a long time. Get on with it. DOCTOR: It's the Mona Lisa. DUGGAN: Must be a fake. DOCTOR: I don't know what's hanging in the Louvre, but this is the genuine article. DUGGAN: What? DUGGAN: They must be fakes. DOCTOR: The brushwork's Leonardo's. DUGGAN: How can you tell? DOCTOR: It's as characteristic as a signature. The pigment, too. DUGGAN: On all of them? DOCTOR: Every one. What I don't understand is why a man who's got six Mona Lisas wants to go to all the trouble of stealing a seventh. DUGGAN: Come on, Doctor, I've just told you. There are seven people who would buy the Mona Lisa in secret, but nobody's going to buy the Mona Lisa when it's hanging in the Louvre! ROMANA: Of course. They'd each have to think they were buying the stolen one. DUGGAN: Right. DOCTOR: I wouldn't make a very good criminal, would I? SCARLIONI: No. Good criminals don't get caught. I see you've found some of my pictures. Rather good, aren't they? By the end of this evening, I shall have a seventh. DOCTOR: Can I ask you where you got these? SCARLIONI: No. DOCTOR: Right. Or how you knew they were here? SCARLIONI: No. DOCTOR: They've been bricked up a long time. SCARLIONI: Yes. DOCTOR: I like concise answers. SCARLIONI: Good. I came down to find Kerensky. DOCTOR: Oh? SCARLIONI: But he doesn't seem to be able to speak to me. DOCTOR: Oh. SCARLIONI: Can you throw any light on that? DOCTOR: No. DUGGAN: I can. DOCTOR: Duggan! Duggan, why is it that every time I start to talk to someone, you knock him unconscious? DUGGAN: I didn't expect him to go down that easy. DOCTOR: Well, if you don't understand heads, you shouldn't go about hitting them. DUGGAN: Well, what else would you suggest? DOCTOR: Duggan! Your job is to stop his men from stealing the Mona Lisa. The other Mona Lisa. DUGGAN: Sorry, my lady. DOCTOR: I should think so, too. That was a Ming vase, second dynasty. Absolutely priceless. DUGGAN: Come on, we've got to get to the Louvre. DOCTOR: No, you have. Romana, you look after him. I've got to go meet an Italian. Middle-aged Italian. In fact, late middle-aged. Renaissance. Come on. DOCTOR: Hello, K9. You all right? DOCTOR: Leonardo? Leonardo? Ah, that Renaissance sunshine. Leonardo? The paintings went down very well. Everybody loved them. Last Supper, Mona Lisa. You remember the Mona Lisa? That dreadful woman with no eyebrows who wouldn't sit still, eh? Your idea for the helicopter took a bit longer to catch on, but as I say, these things take time. SOLDIER: You. DOCTOR: Me? SOLDIER: Who are you? What are you doing here? DOCTOR: Ah, well, I just dropped by to see Leonardo, actually. Is he about? SOLDIER: Nobody's allowed to see Leonardo. DOCTOR: Really? SOLDIER: He's engaged on important work for Captain Tancredi. DOCTOR: Captain Tancredi? SOLDIER: Do you know him? DOCTOR: No. SOLDIER: He'll want to question you. DOCTOR: Well, I'll want to question him, so we can both have a little chat, can't we. SOLDIER: He'll be here instantly. DOCTOR: You. What are you doing here? TANCREDI: I think that is exactly the question I ought to be asking you, Doctor.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x06 - City of Death - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
By David Agnew (alias Douglas Adams with Graham Williams) (From a story line by David Fisher) EPISODE 3 First shown 13 October, 1979 6:20pm - 6:45pm ROMANA: I thought the Louvre was meant to be well-guarded. DUGGAN: It is. It just looks as though every alarm in the place has been immobilised. A fantastic feat. ROMANA: The Count's got some clever technology here as well. DUGGAN: There's another alarm been immobilised. ROMANA: You've got a pretty cynical attitude to life, haven't you, Duggan. DUGGAN: Well, when you've been around as long as I have. How old are you, anyway? ROMANA: Hundred and twenty five. DUGGAN: What? ROMANA: It's gone! DUGGAN: The system around it should be absolutely impregnable. It can't be turned off! ROMANA: Well, someone seems to have managed it somehow. DUGGAN: But the only way that you can get into that painting is to DUGGAN: Hells bells! ROMANA: That's what it sounds like. Let's go! DUGGAN: Split up. We'll meet back at the cafe. ROMANA: But how do you suggest we get out? DUGGAN: See that window? ROMANA: Yes. KERENSKY: Mona Lisas. SCARLIONI: Doctor, will you explain to me exactly how you come to be in Paris 1979 and TANCREDI: Florence 1505. I am waiting, Doctor. DOCTOR: Well, I do flit about a bit, you know. TANCREDI: Through time? DOCTOR: Yes, I suppose so. TANCREDI: How, precisely? DOCTOR: I don't know. I don't seem to be able to help myself. There I am, just walking along minding my own business and pop! I'm on a different planet or even a different time. But enough of my problems. What are you doing here? TANCREDI: I will tell you. The knowledge will be of little use to you, since you will shortly die. I am the last of the Jagaroth. I am also the saviour of the Jagaroth. DOCTOR: Well, I mean, if you're the last of them, there can't be that many about to save, can there? Jagaroth? TANCREDI: You've heard of us. DOCTOR: Jagaroth. I think it was on one of my trips. Yes, you all destroyed yourself in some massive wr. Wait, when. TANCREDI: Four hundred million years I think is the figure you're looking for. DOCTOR: Is it really? How time passes. So what are you doing here? TANCREDI: Surviving. The prime motive of all species. We were not all destroyed. A few of us escaped in a crippled spacecraft and made planetfall in this world in its primeval time. We found it uninhabitable. DOCTOR: Yes, well, four hundred million years ago it would have been a bit of a shambles. No life to tidy it up. No life. TANCREDI: We tried to leave but the ship disintegrated. I was fractured. Splinters of my being are scattered in time. All identical, none complete. I am not satisfied with your explanation. How do you travel through time? DOCTOR: Well, as I was saying TANCREDI: What is that box? DOCTOR: What box? TANCREDI: That box. DOCTOR: That box? I don't know. I've never seen that box in my life. Ah! DOCTOR: The original, I presume? Completed in 1503 and it's now what, 1505, and you're getting the old boy to do you another six, yes, which you then brick up in a cellar in Paris for Scarlioni to find in four hundred and seventy four time. That's a very nice piece of capital investment. TANCREDI: I can see that you are a dangerously clever man, Doctor. I think it's time we conducted this conversation somewhat more formally. DOCTOR: Oh, thank you. TANCREDI: Hold him here while I collect the instruments of trture. If he wags his tongue, confiscate it. DOCTOR: How can I talk if you confiscate my TANCREDI: You can write, can't you? DOCTOR: Yes. DOCTOR: He's mad, isn't he? Must be a tough job humouring him. You don't believe all that, do you? SOLDIER: What? DOCTOR: Well, Jagaroth spaceships. Isn't it. Isn't it? SOLDIER: I'm paid simply to fight. DOCTOR: Yes, well, I mean, quite honestly, when you think about all that Jagaroth spaceship. SOLDIER: When you work for the Borgias, you believe anything. DOCTOR: The Borgias? Yes, yes, I see your point. SOLDIER: As I said, I'm paid to fight. DOCTOR: Yes. As I said, I see your point. DOCTOR: No, no, it's all right, all right. Come on now. Smile. You can do it. There you are. DOCTOR: There we are. Here we are, look. DOCTOR: Isn't that nice? Isn't that nice? DOCTOR (OOV.): Dear Leo. Sorry to have missed you. Hope you're well. Sorry about the mess on the panels. Just paint over, there's a good chap. See you earlier. Love, the Doctor. TANCREDI: Just about to pop off through time again, Doctor? How very discourteous when I'd gone to all the trouble of fetching the thumbscrews. SCARLIONI: Kerensky. KERENSKY: Yes? SCARLIONI: Where am I? KERENSKY: In Paris, of course. SCARLIONI: Paris. KERENSKY: Yes. SCARLIONI: A dream. Perhaps a dream. KERENSKY: Who, who are you? SCARLIONI: I am who I am, Kerensky. I am the one who pays you to work. Now, to it. Time is short. KERENSKY: But your face. SCARLIONI: Do you pick a quarrel with my face, Kerensky? Beware I do not pick a quarrel with yours. I may choose instruments somewhat sharper than words. KERENSKY: Who are the Jagaroth? SCARLIONI: So, no dream. The Jagaroth. You serve the Jagaroth. Now work! KERENSKY: It's the Jagaroth who need all the chickens, is it? SCARLIONI: The chickens! You never cease to amaze me, that such a giant intellect could live in such a tiny mind. JAGAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth! SCARLIONI: I must think. I must have time to think. KERENSKY: What have you been making me work for? I thought we were working to feed the human race. SCARLIONI: The human race. We are working for a far greater purpose, on a scale you could not conceive. The fate of the Jagaroth is in my hands, and you will work for my purpose willingly or unwillingly. DUGGAN: I thought these places were meant to be open all night. ROMANA: You should go into partnership with a glazier. You'd have a truly symbiotic working relationship. DUGGAN: What? ROMANA: I'm just pointing out that you break a lot of glass. DUGGAN: You can't make an omelette without breaking eggs. ROMANA: If you wanted an omelette, I'd expect to find a pile of broken crockery, a cooker in flames and an unconscious chef. DUGGAN: Listen, I get results. ROMANA: Do you? The Count's got the Mona Lisa. DUGGAN: Yeah, all seven of them. You know what I don't understand? ROMANA: I expect so. DUGGAN: There are seven potential buyers and exactly seven Mona Lisas. ROMANA: Yes. DUGGAN: Yet six of them have been sitting bricked up for centuries. ROMANA: What, buyers? DUGGAN: No, Mona Lisas. How did the Count know where they were? How did he know where to get them? ROMANA: Taxes the mind, doesn't it. SCARLIONI: You will now see the true end product of your labours. This is what you will now produce for me. Look at it. KERENSKY: But Count, this machine is precisely the reverse of what we, of what I have been working on. SCARLIONI: But you will agree that the research you have done under my guidance points equally well in either direction. KERENSKY: Yes, yes, it does. It means increasing the very effect I was trying to eliminate. SCARLIONI: Precisely. KERENSKY: But the scale of this is fantastic. Count, what you are trying to do, this is monstrous beyond imagining. SCARLIONI: But you will do it. KERENSKY: No! A thousand times no. SCARLIONI: What? KERENSKY: Even if I wanted to, I could not. SCARLIONI: Oh? Why is that? KERENSKY: Equipment on this scale, power on this scale, it would cost millions and millions. Even you, Count, could not afford such things. HERMANN (OOV.): Excellency! HERMANN: Excellency! The Mona Lisa is no longer in the Louvre! SCARLIONI: Ha ha! Excellent, Hermann, excellent. HERMANN: The moment the news breaks, sir, each of our seven buyers will be ready. SCARLIONI: And how much money will this bring us, Hermann? HERMANN: About a hundred million dollars, sir. SCARLIONI: Continue with your work, Professor. Enjoy it, or you will die. TANCREDI: I haven't started yet. DOCTOR: I know, it's just his hands are cold. TANCREDI: So sensitive. I think we're in for a little treat. DOCTOR: All this is totally unnecessary. TANCREDI: You make it necessary. You will not tell me the truth. DOCTOR: I've changed my mind. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's being tortured by someone with cold hands. What is it you want to know? TANCREDI: Excellent. I want to know how you travel through time. DOCTOR: It's simple. I'm a Time Lord. TANCREDI: And the girl? The truth. DOCTOR: Well. TANCREDI: Time is running out, Doctor. DOCTOR: What do you mean, time's running out. It's only 1505. DOCTOR: All right, all right. I'll tell you. There is one thing I'd like to know is how do you communicate across time with the other splinters of yourself? TANCREDI: I am asking the questions. COUNTESS: Why do you still worry, my dear? We've done it! We have the Mona Lisa. Think of the wealth that will be ours. SCARLIONI: The wealth is not everything. COUNTESS: Of course. The achievement. Yes, the achievement. SCARLIONI: Achievement? You talk to me of achievement because I steal the Mona Lisa? Can you imagine how a man might feel who has caused the pyramids to be built, the heavens to be mapped, invented the first wheel, shown the true use of fre, brought up a whole race from nothing to save his own race? COUNTESS: What are you talking about? No one can achieve everything. SCARLIONI: I do not ask for everything. I ask for but a single life and the life of my people. COUNTESS: Are you feeling all right, my dear? JAGAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth. SCARLIONI: Yes. JAGAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth. SCARLIONI: I'm feeling quite well. Please leave us. COUNTESS: Us? SCARLIONI: Me. Leave me. JAGAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth! Scaroth. COUNTESS: Are you sure there's nothing I can do? SCARLIONI: Go. Go! SCAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth. SCARLIONI: Scaroth. SCAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth. Scaroth. DOCTOR: Are you all right? TANCREDI: Continue. The interface of the time continuums is unstable, I know that. Tell me, tell me something useful. SCAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth! TANCREDI: Wait! DOCTOR: Right-o. TANCREDI: No, not you. Continue, Doctor. SCAROTH: Scaroth! TANCREDI: A moment! DOCTOR: Is he often like this? SOLDIER: I'm not paid to notice. TANCREDI: Yes, I know. SCAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth! SOLDIER: Captain! TANCREDI: I know. Leave us. SOLDIER: Us? TANCREDI: Me. Leave me! SOLDIER: Sir. SCAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth! TANCREDI: I'm coming. Yes. SCAROTH (OOV.): Scaroth! We are here. Together we are Scaroth. I am Scaroth. SCAROTH (OOV.): Me, together in one. The Jagaroth live through me. Together we have pushed this puny race of humans, shaped their paltry destiny to meet our ends. Soon we shall be. The centuries that divide me shall be undone. The centuries that divide me shall be undone. TANCREDI: The centuries that divide me shall be undone! TANCREDI (on scanner): The centuries that divide me shall be undone. TANCREDI: Undone! SCARLIONI: So, the Doctor has the secret. The Doctor and the girl. DOCTOR: The centuries that divide me shall be undone. I don't like the sound of that. ROMANA: Your coffee'll get cold. DUGGAN: What? ROMANA: Here, have some coffee. DUGGAN: That's it. ROMANA: What? DUGGAN: I'm washed up. I'm sent to Paris to find out if anything odd is happening in the art world and what happens? The Mona Lisa gets stolen under my nose. Odd, isn't in it. ROMANA: I'm going to leave a note for the Doctor. I really think we should go and get it back, don't you? DUGGAN: Yeah, but which one? I've seen seven. What am I going to see today, half a dozen Eiffel Towers lying about? ROMANA: The real Mona Lisa. The original. DUGGAN: Well, how do you account for the others? ROMANA: Well, perhaps you're right. Perhaps Scarlioni has discovered a way to travel in time. Yes, perhaps he went back in time, had a chat to Leonardo, got him to rustle up another six, came forward in time, stole the one in the Louvre, and now sells all seven at enormous profit. Sound reasonable? DUGGAN: I used to do divorce investigations. It was never like this. ROMANA: There's only one flaw in that line of reasoning as far as I can see. DUGGAN: There is? ROMANA: That equipment of Kerensky's wouldn't work effectively as a time machine. DUGGAN: It wouldn't. ROMANA: You can have two adjacent time continuums running at different rates. DUGGAN: You can. ROMANA: But without a field interface sab, you can't cross from one to the other. DUGGAN: You can't. ROMANA: I'm just guessing. Come on, let's get back to the chateau where at least you can thump somebody. DOCTOR: Well, what news? GENDARME: Sir, it is very grave. The picture of the Mona Lisa has been stolen. DOCTOR: What? DOCTOR: Excuse me. Ah, it's you. Did you notice two people trying to stop that painting from being stolen last night? GUIDE: Excuse me, monsieur? DOCTOR: Two people. One was a pretty girl and a young man, fair hair. He was always hitting. Shush. Were they here? GUIDE: No, monsieur, no. But I think you should speak to the police. DOCTOR: Shush. No time. I've got the human race to think about. Shush. The human race. TV: The stolen picture, probably the most famous in the world, was painted in 1503 by Leonardo da Vinci and is of the wife of Francesco. CUSTOMER: I'll see you. DOCTOR: Patron, you remember those two people I was in here with yesterday? We kept being held up and attcked. Smashing things. You don't happen to know where they went, do you? No. They can't have been mad enough to go back to the chateau. DOCTOR: Thank you. (reads) Dear Doctor, gone back to the chateau. Thank you. HERMANN: As soon as the alarm sounded, Excellency. He was halfway through the window and she was outside. I thought you might wish to speak to them so I called off the dogs. They cannot be professionals. SCARLIONI: My dear, it was not necessary for you to enter my house by, we could hardly call it stealth. You had only to knock on the door. I've been very anxious to renew our acquaintance. In fact, I was almost on the point of sending out a search party. DUGGAN: Listen, Scarlioni. SCARLIONI: I'm speaking to the young lady. You have some knowledge which could be very useful to me. DUGGAN: You'd better not touch her, Scarlioni. SCARLIONI: Oh, do be quiet. ROMANA: I'll look after myself, thank you. SCARLIONI: Please, do sit down. Oh. SCARLIONI: Now I understand you have some highly specialised knowledge which could be of immense service to me. ROMANA: Who, me? SCARLIONI: I'm speaking of temporal engineering. I am told that you are a considerable authority on time travel. ROMANA: Well, I don't know who could have given you that idea. SCARLIONI: Your friend the Doctor let it slip. ROMANA: The Doctor? But he's in er SCARLIONI: Yes, Florence, sixteenth century. That's where I, we met him. DUGGAN: Can anyone join in this conversation or do you need a certificate? SCARLIONI: If he interrupts again, Hermann, kll him. HERMANN: Sir. SCARLIONI: Perhaps you'd care to come downstairs and examine the equipment in more detail? ROMANA: And if I refuse? SCARLIONI: Oh, must we go into vulgar thr*at? Let us just say that I shall destroy Paris, if that'll help you make up your minds. ROMANA: And am I supposed to believe you can do that? SCARLIONI: Well, you won't know until you've seen the equipment, will you. Bring him. HERMANN: Yes, sir. DUGGAN: Can he? ROMANA: What? DUGGAN: Destroy Paris? ROMANA: What, with this lot? DUGGAN: Yeah. ROMANA: No trouble. Blast the whole city through an unstablised time field. DUGGAN: You don't seriously believe all this time travel nonsense, do you? ROMANA: Do you believe wood comes from trees? DUGGAN: What do you mean? ROMANA: It's just a fact of life one's brought up with. SCARLIONI: You're beginning to appreciate the truth of my words then, are you? ROMANA: That you can destroy Paris? Yes. KERENSKY: Why all this talk of destruction? What are you doing with my work? SCARLIONI: Professor, I shall show you. Would you care to examine the field generator? SCARLIONI: You will now see, my dear, how I deal with fools. KERENSKY: No, not that switch!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x07 - City of Death - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
By David Agnew (alias Douglas Adams with Graham Williams) (From a story line by David Fisher) EPISODE 4 First shown 20 October, 1979 6:05pm - 6:35pm SCARLIONI: The unfortunate effect of an unstablised time field. Now, I shall do exactly the same thing to the whole of this city unless you reveal to me the secret of how to sab that field. DUGGAN: You're mad. You're insane. You're inhuman! SCARLIONI: Quite so. When I compare my race to yours, human, I take the word inhuman as a great compliment. DUGGAN: You couldn't possibly SCARLIONI: Oh, do be quiet. ROMANA: Count, you must have realised by now that I'm not from this planet. Why should it worry me if you destroy Paris? DUGGAN: What are you talking about? SCARLIONI: You had your warning. Hermann, kll him. ROMANA: No! SCARLIONI: Ah, so you do care. I think you've answered your own question. Not a very clever bluff. ROMANA: All right, what are you trying to do? SCARLIONI: You agree to cooperate then? ROMANA: Just tell me what you're trying to do and I'll see. SCARLIONI: Excellent. Hermann. HERMANN: Sir. SCARLIONI: Take him away. Lock him up. HERMANN: Yes, sir. SCARLIONI: I shall keep him as an insurance policy, since it is unfortunately not possible to kll him twice. SCARLIONI: Now, my problem is very simple. Four hundred million years ago, the spaceship which I was piloting exploded while I was trying to take off from the surface of this planet. ROMANA: That was clumsy of you. SCARLIONI: A calculated risk. The spaceship sustained considerable damage. I was in the warp control cabin and when the explsin occurred I was flung into the time vortex and split into twelve different parts which lead, or have led, independent but connected lives in times in this planet's history. Not a very satisfactory mode of existence. ROMANA: So you want to reunite yourself, yes? SCARLIONI: More than that. I want to go back to where my spaceship is. Was. And stop my original self from pressing the button. ROMANA: And you were hoping to do that with this lot? SCARLIONI: You underestimate the problems with which I was faced. My twelve various selves have been working throughout history to push forward this miserably primitive race so that even this low level of technology could be available to me now. ROMANA: But this won't work. Put yourself in that bubble and you would either regress back to being a baby again or go forward to old age. SCARLIONI: I had worked out a way, but it would have taken rather too long. Now, with your help, I shall be able to return with ease. Now, build me a field interface sab. Do it. ROMANA: All right, I'll help you. DOCTOR: I'd like to make an appointment with Count Scarlioni at his earliest convenience, if you don't mind, that is. DOCTOR: Ah, someone in authority. I wonder, would you be kind and tell the Count that I wait upon him, please? There's a good girl. DOCTOR: The silent type, eh? I once knew a boy like you. Never said a word, very taciturn. Well, I said to him, there's no point in talking if you've got nothing to say. Did well in the end, though. Name of Shakespeare. Ever read any Shakespeare? Countess? COUNTESS: A little. COUNTESS: Hamlet. The first draft. DOCTOR: What? It's been missing for centuries. COUNTESS: It's quite genuine, I assure you. DOCTOR: I know. I recognise the handwriting. COUNTESS: Shakespeare's. DOCTOR: No, mine. He'd sprained his wrist writing sonnets. Wonderful stuff. To be or not to be, that's the question. Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and. Take arms against a sea of troubles? That's a mixed. I told him that was a mixed metaphor and he would insist. COUNTESS: Oh Doctor, I'm quite convinced that you're perfectly mad. DOCTOR: Only Nor-norwest. Nobody's perfect. If you think I'm mad because I say I met Shakespeare, where do you think your precious Count got that? COUNTESS: He's a collector. He has money and contacts. DOCTOR: Contacts? Human contacts? How much do you really know about him, eh? I think rather less than you imagine. HERMANN: Excellency! SCARLIONI: Don't tell me. The Doctor's here. HERMANN: Why, yes, sir. So I've only just been told by the maid. SCARLIONI: I knew it. Bring him down here. HERMANN: Yes, sir. DOCTOR: How long have you been married to the Count? COUNTESS: Long enough. DOCTOR: Long enough. I like that. Discretion and charm. So civilised. So terribly unhelpful. COUNTESS: Discretion and charm. I couldn't live without it, especially in matters concerning the Count. DOCTOR: There is such a thing as discretion. There's also such a thing as wilful blindness. COUNTESS: Blind? I help him to steal the Mona Lisa, the greatest crime in the century, and you call me blind? DOCTOR: Yes! You see the Count as a master criminal, an art dealer, an insanely wealthy man, and you'd like to see yourself as his consort. But what's he doing in the cellar? COUNTESS: Tinkering. Every man must have his hobby. DOCTOR: Man? Are you sure of that? A man with one eye and green skin, eh? Ransacking the art treasures of history to help him make a machine to reunite him with his people, the Jagaroth, and you didn't notice anything? How discreet, how charming. HERMANN: Excuse me, my lady. Doctor, the Count is very anxious to see you in the cellar. DOCTOR: Think about it, Countess. Think about it. DOCTOR: Ah, Count. Hello. I wonder if you could spare me a moment of your time. Romana, hello, how are you? I see the Count's roped you in as a lab assistant. What are you making for him? A model railway? Gallifreyan egg timer? I hope you're not making a time machine. I shall be very angry. SCARLIONI: Doctor, how very nice to see you again. It seems like only four hundred and seventy four since we last met. DOCTOR: Indeed, indeed, yes. I so much prefer the weather in the early part of the sixteenth century, don't you? Where's Duggan? DUGGAN: Doctor, get me out of here. DOCTOR: Ah, there you are, Duggan. Are you behaving yourself? Good, good. Now, Count, this is what I've come to say. If you're thinking of going back in time, you'd better forget it. SCARLIONI: And why do you say that? DOCTOR: Well, because I'm going to stop you. SCARLIONI: Oh no, on the contrary, Doctor, you're going to help me. DOCTOR: I am? SCARLIONI: You are indeed. And if you do not, it'll be so much the worse for you, for this young lady, and for thousands of other people I could mention if I happened to have the Paris telephone directory on my person. DOCTOR: Count, that sort of blackmail won't work because I know what the consequences will be if you get what you wanted. I can't let you fool about with time. SCARLIONI: What else do you ever do? DOCTOR: Ah, well, I'm a professional. I know what I'm doing. I also know what you're doing. Romana, put the equipment down. ROMANA: Doctor, it's all right. He just wants to get back to his spaceship and reunite himself. SCARLIONI: Doctor, I think we can dispense both with your interference and with your help. Your friend has done her work very well indeed. DOCTOR: Count, do you realise what will happen if you try to go back to the time before history began? SCARLIONI: Yes. Yes, I do. And I don't care one jot. Hermann. HERMANN: Sir. SCARLIONI: Lock them in the cellar. They shall stay long enough to watch my departure. HERMANN: Yes, sir. SCARLIONI: After that, kll them in whatever way takes your fancy. HERMANN: Very good, sir. SCARLIONI: I must say my farewells to the Countess. SCARLIONI: My dear? COUNTESS: Close the door. Now, what are you? SCARLIONI: I beg your pardon? COUNTESS: What have I been living with all these years? Where are you from and what do you want? SCARLIONI: If I may answer those questions in reverse order, what I want is a drink. Will you have one? COUNTESS: Stay away! Put it down! Now, who are you? SCARLIONI: I am Scaroth. COUNTESS: Scaroth? SCARLIONI: Last of the Jagaroth. It has not been difficult keeping secrets from you, my dear. A few fur coats, a few trinkets, a little nefarious excitement. COUNTESS: What are the Jagaroth? SCARLIONI: The Jagaroth. An infinitely old race and an infinitely superior one. I shall show you what you want to know, my dear. SCAROTH: I am Scaroth. Through me, my people will live again. I'd glad to see you are still wearing the bracelet I designed for you, my dear. It is, as I said, a useful device. SCAROTH: Goodbye, my dear. I'm sorry you had to die. But then, in a short while you will have ceased ever to have existed. ROMANA: If I'd know I was helping the Jagaroth. DUGGAN: Jagaroth? DOCTOR: Shush. DUGGAN: What's a Jagaroth? DOCTOR: They're not nice to know. ROMANA: So that's why he had to go back in time. He had to reverse history in order to save the Jagaroth race, and I've made that possible. DOCTOR: Yes, without the sab he only had the time bubble. DUGGAN: And he couldn't get into that. You saw what happened to the Professor and the chicken. ROMANA: It doesn't travel in time, it just goes forwards or backwards in its own lifecycle. If he'd got in it he'd just have become a baby again. DOCTOR: What he was really trying to do was to put the whole world in the bubble, like those tiny jumps in time when we first arrived. ROMANA: Of course. DOCTOR: Cracks in time. He shifted the whole world back in time for two seconds, but what he really wanted to do was shift the whole world back in time four hundred million years. ROMANA: But without the sab, he couldn't have been there himself to save his ship. Yeah, but how would he get the power? It would be fantastic. DOCTOR: What do you think we've been chasing about for all this time? DUGGAN: The Mona Lisas. DOCTOR: Yes. He couldn't have sold them anyway. DUGGAN: Why not? DOCTOR: Well, before Leonardo painted them, I wrote These are Fakes on the blank board with felt tip. It would show up under any x-ray. ROMANA: Doctor, there won't be any x-rays for it to show up on if he gets back to that ship. DOCTOR: No, because you supplied him with the vital component he needed. ROMANA: Wait a minute. When I made that component, I rigged it so that it could only go back in time for two minutes. After that, he'd be catapulted back to his own time, here. Now he couldn't do any harm. DOCTOR: One minute would be sufficient for him to go back in time, contact his ship and prevent it exploding. He wouldn't then be splintered in time and all history would be changed. ROMANA: We must do something to stop him. DOCTOR: I've got an idea. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: We'll ask Duggan. BOTH: Duggan? DUGGAN: Right, stand back again. SCAROTH: You now see me as I truly am. DOCTOR: Very pretty. SCAROTH: And you will see the culmination of my live's work. DOCTOR: How very fulfilling for you. SCAROTH: For thousands upon thousands of years my various splintered selves have been working for this moment, and now, with the aid of this device, so kindly supplied by the young lady, I shall be able to make this equipment into a fully operational machine. I'm well aware of the limitations you have built into it, my dear. They will not affect the outcome. I shall return to my spaceship the moment before it exploded and stop myself from pressing the button. You will not be able to read the settings on the dial, Doctor. They will explode as soon as activated. SCAROTH: Goodbye, Doctor. DUGGAN: Well, that's got rid of that, then. I need a drink. DOCTOR: What? We're going on a journey. DUGGAN: Where to? ROMANA: Four hundred million years ago. DUGGAN: Where? DOCTOR: Just don't ask. Come on. ROMANA: We haven't got the time or place coordinates, Doctor. DOCTOR: The Jagaroth will leave a faint trace through time, but we can only follow it if we get to the TARDIS in minutes. Come on. DUGGAN: Mad, mad. They're absolutely mad. DOCTOR: Is no one interested in history? CLEESE: To me, one of the most curious things about this piece is its wonderful afunctionalism. ELEANOR: Yes, I see what you mean. Divorced from its function and seen purely as a piece of art, its structure of line and colour is curiously counterpointed by the redundant vestiges of its function. CLEESE: And since it has no call to be here, the art lies in the fact that it is here. ELEANOR: Exquisite. Absolutely exquisite. DUGGAN: Where are we? DOCTOR: This will be the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. DUGGAN: We're standing on land. ROMANA: He's out of his depth. DOCTOR: Duggan, we are where I promised we'd be. Four hundred million years back in Earth history. ROMANA: I can see why the Jagaroth wanted to leave. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Where's the Count? DOCTOR: He'll be here. Ah. There's the Jagaroth ship. The last of the Jagaroth, a vicious, callous, war-like race. The universe won't miss them. ROMANA: You can see why it must have exploded. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Its atmospheric thrust motors are disabled. The idiots'll try to take off on warp drive. DUGGAN: That's a spaceship! DOCTOR: The amniotic fluid from which all life on Earth will spring, where the amino acids fuse to form minute cells. Cells which eventually evolve into vegetable and animal life. You, Duggan. DUGGAN: I come from that, that soup? DOCTOR: Yes. Well, not that soup exactly. It's inert. There's no life in it yet. It's waiting on a massive dose of radiation. ROMANA: The Jagaroth ship. DOCTOR: Yes. The explsin that caused Scarlioni to splinter in time also caused the birth of the human race, and that's what's about to happen. The birth of life itself. DUGGAN: Here, while we watch? DOCTOR: No, no, if we were watching we'd be in dad trouble. We've got to stop Scaroth. DUGGAN: Scaroth? DOCTOR: Yes, that's his real name. If we don't stop him, the entire human race will cease to exist instantly. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Hmm? SCAROTH: Stop! Stop, my brothers! In the names of the lives of all of us, stop! DOCTOR: Scaroth. We've got to stop him. SCAROTH: Keep out of my way. I must get to the ship. DOCTOR: No, Scaroth, you can't. SCAROTH: I'm in that ship. I'm in the warp control cabin. I must stop myself pressing the button. DOCTOR: No, Scaroth, no. You've pressed it once. You've thrown the dice once. You don't get a second throw. SCAROTH: But I will splinter in time again, and all my people will be klled! DOCTOR: No! The explsin that you in there are about to trigger off will give birth to the human race. The moment your race kills itself, another is born. That has happened. It will happen. SCAROTH: What do I care of the human race? Scum! The tools of my salvation. DOCTOR: No, the product of your destruction. History cannot change. It cannot! SCAROTH: I will change it! DOCTOR: Duggan. Duggan. I think that was possibly the most important punch in history. DOCTOR: His time's up. He's gone back to the chateau. ROMANA: Let's get back to the TARDIS. DUGGAN: The ship! It's about to take off! DOCTOR: It's about to explode, you mean. Come on! SCAROTH: No, Hermann, no. It's me! DUGGAN: The one nearest the wall? DOCTOR: Mmm. It was the only one that wasn't damaged in the fre. DUGGAN: But it's a fake! You can't hang a fake Mona Lisa in the Louvre. ROMANA: How can it be a fake if Leonardo painted it? DUGGAN: With the words This is a Fake written under the paintwork in felt tip. ROMANA: It doesn't affect what it looks like. DUGGAN: It doesn't matter what it looks like. DOCTOR: Doesn't it? Well, some people would say that's the whole point of painting. DUGGAN: But they'll find out. They'll x-ray it. DOCTOR: Serves them right. If they have to x-ray it to find out whether it's good or not, they might as well have painting by computer. ROMANA: Like we have at home. DOCTOR: Mmm. DUGGAN: Home. DOCTOR: Mmm. DUGGAN: Yes. Where do you two come from? DOCTOR: From? Well, I suppose the best way to find out where you've come from is to find out where you're going and then work backwards. DUGGAN: Where are you going? DOCTOR: I don't know. ROMANA: Nor do I. DOCTOR: Goodbye. DOCTOR: Bye, bye, Duggan!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x08 - City of Death - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
THE CREATURE FROM THE PIT BY: DAVID FISHER Part One Original Air Date: 27 October 1979 Running time: 23:32 K9: Peter gave himself for lost and shed big tears, but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows who flew to him in great excitement and implored him to exert himself. ROMANA: Doctor, I've been cleaning out number four hold. You've got the most awful lot of junk in there. DOCTOR: Shush. Something terribly exciting's about to happen. ROMANA: Oh, really? What? DOCTOR: Mister McGregor. ROMANA: Who? DOCTOR: Mister McGregor. He's chasing Peter Rabbit. He's got a sieve. He's going to pop it on top of Peter! ROMANA: Don't worry. He'll wriggle out, lose his jacket and hop into a watering can. DOCTOR: Atchoo. K9: Bless you. DOCTOR: Junk? Did you say junk? I don't carry junk. ROMANA: What do you call this lot, then? DOCTOR: That's extremely valuable equipment. ROMANA: An old ball of string? DOCTOR: Give that to me. Come on, give it to me. ROMANA: (reads label on bottom) To the Doctor. A souvenir with love and thanks for all his help with the Minotaur. Theseus and Ariadne. DOCTOR: Yes. If I hadn't produced that ball of string to find a way out of the labyrinth, they were going to unravel my scarf, the wretches. ROMANA: All right, but what can you possibly do with the old jawbone of an ass? DOCTOR: Don't be a philistine. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: That jawbone's been about a bit, you know. ROMANA: All right, so what's this then? DOCTOR: Well, that's just a bit of old junk. K9: A mark three emergency transceiver, mistress. ROMANA: You mean it's part of the TARDIS? K9: Correct, mistress. ROMANA: Then why isn't it plugged in, Doctor? DOCTOR: Because is doesn't work. K9: Incorrect, master. The transceiver is fully operative. DOCTOR: Yes, but it's an awful nuisance. ROMANA: You mean you kept getting calls from Gallifrey all the time. Would you do this, would you do that? DOCTOR: Yes, yes. Such a bore. ROMANA: That's what it's for. DOCTOR: What, to bore? ROMANA: No, to receive and send distress signals. DOCTOR: I was never in distress. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Well, not often. I mean, not what you'd call often. Go on, plug it in. DOCTOR: Switch it off! Switch it off! DOCTOR: That's better. I told you that thing never worked properly. K9: Inaccurate, master. The transceiver has never been used properly before. DOCTOR: Well, there's a fault in it then, isn't there. That was no distress call. Was it? Was it? K9: Insufficient data, master, but there is no fault in the equipment. DOCTOR: Well, I'm delighted to hear it. K9: But your last statement DOCTOR: But shush. We've landed. I wonder where we are? Anyone know? ROMANA: What is it? DOCTOR: No idea. Let's find out, shall we? Not you, K9. You stay here. By the way, how did you know about Peter Rabbit? ROMANA: Oh, Peter Rabbit, Squirrel Nutkin, Mrs Tiggywinkle, Jemima Puddleduck DOCTOR: That's odd. ROMANA: It's so green. DOCTOR: It's very odd. ROMANA: What's odd? DOCTOR: This is. ROMANA: What is that thing? DOCTOR: It's an egg. ROMANA: An egg? DOCTOR: Yes. Well, part of a shell, anyway. Can't see the rest of it. ROMANA: It's huge. DOCTOR: Yeah. ROMANA: What kind of bird laid that? DOCTOR: If it was a bird. ROMANA: What do you think it was, then? DOCTOR: Semi-metallic. ROMANA: Metallic? You mean metal birds laying metal eggs? ROMANA: What is it? DOCTOR: It's alive. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: The shell. ROMANA: Oh, don't be ridiculous. DOCTOR: Listen. Can't you hear? ROMANA: What is it? DOCTOR: It's the same noise we heard in the TARDIS. There must be a transmitter here. ROMANA: In an eggshell? DOCTOR: Well, somewhere, somewhere. It stands to reason. ROMANA: Stands to reason. DOCTOR: Yes. Stands to reason. Stupid expression, stands to reason. DOCTOR: Why doesn't it lie down to reason? Much easier to reason lying down. Relaxes the cerebellum.) DOCTOR: Yes! It's definitely the shell that's the transmitter. I wonder what it's transmitting, and to whom? Well, I suppose to whatever laid it. Hmm, that's not a very pleasant thought, is it, Doctor. DOCTOR: Curious material. Almost looks as if it. Almost looks as if it were woven. DOCTOR: Ow! That's sharp. Romana. Romana! Romana, would you come here a moment, please? Oh, hello. DOCTOR: Have you seen my assistant? Romana! Romana! Obviously not. All right, I won't bother you then. DOCTOR: Can you get these things off me? DOCTOR: Did you get those things off me? HUNTSMAN: Yes. DOCTOR: Thank you very much. HUNTSMAN: kll him. DOCTOR: What? And just as we're all getting on so well? HUNTSMAN: kll him. DOCTOR: Look, I don't want to stand on protocol or anything like that, but couldn't you at least do the done thing and take me to your leader? KARELA: Wait. DOCTOR: Wait! Are you in charge here? KARELA: I am. DOCTOR: Thank you very much. You saved my life and I am a doctor. What are those things? KARELA: Wolfweeds. DOCTOR: Weeds? What, plant weeds? KARELA: Of course. Specially grown in the Lady Adrasta's nurseries. DOCTOR: Good lord. If I were you, I'd introduce her to geraniums before it's too late. KARELA: What are you doing in the Place of Death? DOCTOR: Oh, just pottering around. I have this insatiable curiosity, you see. Why do you call it the Place of Death? KARELA: Because anyone found here is automatically condemned to death. DOCTOR: Ah. Is that so? You know, I've always been fascinated by place names and I trust you'll make an exception in my case. KARELA: Your commander says this is yours. DOCTOR: My commander? DOCTOR: Oh, that commander. Hello, commander. KARELA: What is it? DOCTOR: It's tricky to explain. KARELA: What does it do? DOCTOR: Oh, it travels. We travel in it. Look, I'll show you. You'll like it. Come along, Romana. KARELA: Secure him. Travels? How? It has no wheels. KARELA: I hope you're not lying, Doctor. The Lady Adrasta will want to question you. DOCTOR: There was no need to go to all this trouble. All she had to do was make an appointment. HUNTSMAN: Madam, the wolfweeds sense danger. KARELA: We move out. Bring the woman. DOCTOR: What do you think is going on? ROMANA: I don't know. At least we're still alive. DOCTOR: You realise, of course, we're being followed. ROMANA: What? HUNTSMAN: No talking! DOCTOR: Hmm? Nice place you've got here, old chap. Very green. HUNTSMAN: Silence! DOCTOR: Yes. Sorry. DOCTOR: Romana? Romana? Where's Romana? HUNTSMAN: Captured. Shall we go after the girl, madam? The wolfweeds can follow the tracks. KARELA: And lead us into another ambush? No, Huntsman. DOCTOR: Who were they? KARELA: Bandits. These hills are full of them. No traveller's safe. Unless you want to get your throat cut, you'd better keep up with us. DOCTOR: Well, what about Romana? KARELA: Oh, pray that they kll her quickly. Come on. TORVIN: Oh, look at that. Pure bronze. Beautiful, beautiful. TORVIN: Oh, lovely. Exquisite. Such shape, such form, such delightfully iron metal content. TORVIN: Got anything promising for us? What have you brought old Torvin? EDU: Her. TORVIN: Her? What use is she? I mean, she's not metal, is she? EDU: She's one of Lady Adrasta's ladies in waiting. She has to be. Look at her clothes. TORVIN: What do her clothes matter to me? Cloth is easy enough to come by. Any metal on her? EDU: No. TORVIN: Oh, kll her, then. We've got enough mouths to feed. EDU: Maybe we could ransom her? TORVIN: Ransom? Use your brains. If she's one of Adrasta's ladies in waiting, Adrasta will hunt us down. kll her. EDU: She could be valuable. TORVIN: Valuable? Oh no, she's not valuable. Yeah, unless she's got a metal leg or something. kll her. AINU: I say we don't kll her unless we vote on it. EDU: He's right. You're not leader. TORVIN: No, no, dear boy. Well, of course you must vote. So, vote. Yeah, well, I'm all for democracy. KARELA: Wait there. DOCTOR: Do you mind? I've got a terrible itch. Itchy nose. No, no, no, no, no. My nose, not your nose. Come on, come over here. Come on. Put your finger up like that. Now, you scratch my nose. Ooo, other side. That is so good. Atchoo! DOCTOR: Sorry about that, fellows. ADRASTA: Doctor! DOCTOR: Ah. DOCTOR: You know how it is when you get an itch. ADRASTA: Perhaps I can be of help. DOCTOR: No, no, no, thank you. There's no itch any more. ADRASTA: Do let me take that thing off. ADRASTA: I so like my guests to feel comfortable. DOCTOR: Yes, it was a bit incommodious. ADRASTA: It doesn't seem to have incommoded you too much, Doctor. DOCTOR: I suppose you could say the yoke's on him, if you were the sort of person who said that sort of thing, which fortunately I'm not. You must be the Lady Adrasta. ADRASTA: And you're the fellow who was found in the Place of Death. DOCTOR: Yes! Do you know, I'll tell you something fascinating about that. ADRASTA: Anyone found there is put to death. DOCTOR: Oh, you knew. Well, don't you think you could at least put up a notice? ADRASTA: Tell me, what did you make of the object? Some of the finest brains on Chloris have devoted years to trying to unravel the problem. DOCTOR: Do you mean the egg? ADRASTA: Egg? DOCTOR: Yes. ADRASTA: Are you sure? DOCTOR: Well ADRASTA: Have you seen anything like it before? DOCTOR: No, but I'm full of theories about it. ADRASTA: What kind of creature laid it? DOCTOR: Lady Adrasta, I'd like to talk to you about these things, but at the moment I'm much more concerned about Romana. ADRASTA: Ah yes, Madam Karela told me. Your commander. DOCTOR: No, no, she's not my commander. She's my companion. ADRASTA: Of course. I couldn't see a man of your obvious talents in a subordinate position. DOCTOR: You couldn't see a man of my obvious talents in a sub. Oh, no, of course. You're very kind. ADRASTA: Yes, aren't I. And I'll send a troop of guards to find her. See to it. KARELA: Immediately, my lady. ADRASTA: Don't worry, Doctor. My wolfweeds will hunt down those animals that took Romana. DOCTOR: Hmm, I wonder what they'll do to her? ADRASTA: The wolfweeds? DOCTOR: No, the bandits. ADRASTA: kll her quickly, if she's lucky. DOCTOR: And if she's not? ADRASTA: Slowly. TORVIN: Ready, boys? TORVIN: One, two. TORVIN: Everybody voted? We're all agreed, then. Good, my lovely boys, good. kll her. EDU: Now what will klling her achieve? ROMANA: Go ahead. TORVIN: What did you say? ROMANA: I said, go ahead and kll me. Commit su1c1de. Listen to that hirsute moron. TORVIN: Here, who are you calling hair suit? ROMANA: You. Do you want to make something of it? TORVIN: No, I just want to know what it means. ROMANA: It means hairy. EDU: What do you mean, my lady? ROMANA: I should have thought that was obvious. Hairy, covered with hair. EDU: No. What do you mean when you said we were committing su1c1de. ROMANA: Well, if this Lady Adrasta, whoever she might be, is going to hunt you down for kidnapping me, what do you think she'll do if she finds out you've klled me? EDU: She's right. AINU: What do you mean, whoever Lady Adrasta might be? You're her lady in waiting, aren't you? ROMANA: No. AINU: Then who are you, milady? ROMANA: That's the first intelligent question you've asked. I'm a traveller. I'm a Time Lord. And I am not used to being asault by a collection of hairy, grubby little men. TORVIN: Well, she's no call to get personal. ROMANA: I don't intend to get used to it, either. Sit down. TORVIN: kll her! ROMANA: Untie me. TORVIN: Here, don't listen to her. She's only trying to trick you. ROMANA: Sit. Sit. ROMANA: That's better. Now, let's talk this over sensibly. TORVIN: Here, what's this? ROMANA: See for yourself. TORVIN: Here, do you know what this is? AINU: Yeah, it's a piece of metal. TORVIN: Yeah, I know what it is, but what is it? ROMANA: You blow through it. TORVIN: What is it? ROMANA: It's a whistle. TORVIN: A whistle? ROMANA: Go on. Try blwing harder. TORVIN: Oh. K9: Coming, mistress. Coming. ADRASTA: Doctor, you said you had some theories about this eggshell? DOCTOR: Yes. What is this thing? ADRASTA: Later, Doctor. About the eggshell. DOCTOR: Extraordinary texture. How long has it been there? ADRASTA: We discovered it about fifteen years ago. The shell, Doctor. DOCTOR: The shell? ADRASTA: Yes. My huntsman heard you say that the shell was alive. DOCTOR: Alive and screaming in pain. ADRASTA: The shell? Then why can no one hear it? DOCTOR: Because it can only be detected on very low frequency wavelengths. ADRASTA: What's the shell screaming about? DOCTOR: Ah. More to the point, for whom is it screaming? Its mummy? By the pyramids, imagine the size of its mummy. ADRASTA: You heard? TOLLUND: Yes, my lady. DOCTOR: Who are these, the undertakers? ADRASTA: Engineers. Doran and Tollund. DOCTOR: Ah, how do you do? TOLLUND: Our task is to discover the function of the object that you mistakenly called an eggshell. DOCTOR: Why, what would you call it? TOLLUND: Well, Engineer Doran, in his latest paper on the subject, has proved conclusively that it is part of an ancient building. Perhaps a temple. DOCTOR: A temple. Ha! ADRASTA: You're not convinced, Doctor. DOCTOR: Convinced? Pooh. ADRASTA: You still think it's a shell. DOCTOR: Well, of course it is, of a sort. TOLLUND: Well, I myself have calculated that a bird large enough to lay that egg would have to have a wingspan of at least a mile. DOCTOR: Yes? TOLLUND: Well, do you know many birds that large? DOCTOR: No, but it isn't only birds that lay eggs, is it? Fishes do. TOLLUND: Big fish. DOCTOR: Oh, very big ones. Or a big reptile. TOLLUND: Mmm, yes. DOCTOR: Perhaps a gigantic frog. DORAN: Really, Doctor. How do you account for the marks of intense heat on the exterior of the shell? DOCTOR: Er, someone tried to fry the egg? DORAN: My lady, this man is being facetious. DOCTOR: He's quite right. ADRASTA: Doran, I saw no mention in your paper that the shell was alive. DORAN: It can't be, my lady. It's impossible. We detected nothing. ADRASTA: But this man did. DORAN: He's mistaken. DOCTOR: Well, to be fair, I did have a couple of gadgets which he probably didn't, like a teaspoon and an open mind. ADRASTA: You have failed me, Engineer Doran. ADRASTA: Take him. DORAN: My lady, I beg you. No, please, no! DOCTOR: Where are they taking him? ADRASTA: Come and see. ADRASTA: Perhaps you will find it instructive. DOCTOR: Yes, perhaps I will, and interesting too, I hope. ADRASTA: Doctor, you know more about the shell than you're prepared to say. Perhaps a little demonstration will make you more cooperative. Bring him. DOCTOR: Oh, how nice to meet a well-mannered guard. ROMANA: I'm afraid I really must be frank with you. As bandits go, you're a pretty duff bunch. TORVIN: Oh, you hear that, boys? We impressed the lady. ROMANA: I'm afraid not. Well, I really must be going. TORVIN: Going? What makes you think that you can get out of here alive? ROMANA: My friend. TORVIN: What's that? ROMANA: It's a dog. EDU: It's made of metal. TORVIN: Metal. Must be worth a fortune. ROMANA: K9, have you located the Doctor yet? K9: Yes, mistress. ROMANA: Good. Well, I really must be on my way. I do hope we don't meet again. I can't honestly say it's been a pleasure. Good day. TORVIN: Leave your dog behind. ROMANA: Certainly not. TORVIN: Then you don't leave. ROMANA: K9. ROMANA: It's all right, he's not dad, only stunned. He'll come to in a minute, with a very sore head. But then I expect you're used to that. K9. DOCTOR: What's this? ADRASTA: We call it the Pit. DOCTOR: Ah. You have such a way with words. DORAN: No, no. Please, I beg you, please. DOCTOR: Look, I don't know what you intend to do with Engineer Doran. ADRASTA: Really? DOCTOR: Well, I suggest you think again. After all, he may be a bit of an idiot, but at least he's a conscientious idiot, and even bad engineers are hard to come by on this side of the galaxy. DOCTOR: What's that? DORAN: No! No! No! No! ADRASTA: Now, Doctor, are you prepared to be cooperative? ROMANA (OOV.): Doctor! DOCTOR: Romana, no! ROMANA: It's all right. I've got K9. ADRASTA: Seize her! ROMANA: K9. ADRASTA: attck! attck! ROMANA: Good boy, K9. ROMANA: K9? ADRASTA: He's d*ad. ROMANA: K9. K9. ADRASTA: You must be Romana. Well, Doctor, now I have you both. Now you're bound to be cooperative. ADRASTA: Well, Doctor?	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x09 - The Creature from the Pit - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
THE CREATURE FROM THE PIT BY: DAVID FISHER Part Two Original Air Date: 3 November 1979 Running time: 24:03 ROMANA: Doctor! Doctor! ADRASTA: Fool. Hold her. ROMANA: We must save him. ADRASTA: Impossible. ROMANA: Someone could climb down to him. ADRASTA: Into the Pit? To that creature? ROMANA (OOV.): Let me go down to him. ADRASTA (OOV.): You're too valuable. ROMANA (OOV.): Me? Why? ADRASTA: You were his assistant. You must know what he knew. ROMANA: About what? ADRASTA: The huge broken shell in the Place of Death. He knew something about it that none of my Engineers had ever discovered. ROMANA: What? I don't know anything about it. ADRASTA: Don't interrupt, dear. It's the only thing that's keeping you alive. ROMANA: Well, you can't just leave the Doctor to die down there. ADRASTA: If I were you, my dear, I would pray that he was dad already. Then he would at least be spared the stress of being eaten alive. ADRASTA (OOV.): Come away from the Pit, my dear. Believe me, there is no way he is going to climb out. DOCTOR: Everest In Easy Stages. DOCTOR: It's in Tibetan! DOCTOR: Pi-e pa-ha. Do not be afraid. ROMANA: Please. I beg you, save him. ADRASTA: It's too late, my dear. ROMANA: K9. ROMANA: K9. Oh, K9, what have they done to you? K9: Mistress. Mistress. ROMANA: K9. K9: Cannot move. ADRASTA: It's metal! Bring it. And her. I have a use for her. ADRASTA: Pity you were such a fool, Doctor. I could have used you, too. DOCTOR: dad, poor chap. Doran? Doran? Doran. Doran. DOCTOR: Doran. ROMANA: What is that thing in the pit? ADRASTA: We call it the Creature. ROMANA: Ah, that's original. But what kind of creature is it? ADRASTA: Hard to say, really. ROMANA: Why is that? ADRASTA: Our researchers divide into two categories. The ones who have got close enough to find out something about it. ROMANA: Yes? ADRASTA: And the ones who are still alive. ROMANA: But you must know something about it. ADRASTA: It kills people. What more is there to know? ROMANA: Where does it come from? Is it a native of this planet? ADRASTA: I'm sorry about your friend, my dear, believe me, but you saw for yourself, he hurled himself into the Pit. He wasn't pushed. No one forced him. ROMANA: Why should he do that? ADRASTA: Perhaps in order to save you. ROMANA: Me? But how? ADRASTA: Now he's gone, I have to keep you alive. You're the only one who knows about the shell. ROMANA: Why are you so interested in that shell? ADRASTA: There are some questions, my dear, it is better not to ask. You do know about the shell? ROMANA: I was with the Doctor when he found it. ADRASTA: Yes, Madam Karela told me, but you still haven't answered my question. ROMANA: There are some questions it's ADRASTA: Now, my dear, I'll ask you just once more. You do know about the shell? ROMANA: Yes. ADRASTA: Good. I'm sure we'll get along famously. ADRASTA: Ah, your curious tin animal. ROMANA: What are you going to do with him? ADRASTA: On our planet, my dear, metal of whatever sort is valuable. Far too valuable for mere toys. Guards, break up the tin dog. Smash it to pieces. ROMANA: But you can't break up K9! ADRASTA: Don't worry, my dear. We'll keep every piece of precious metal. DOCTOR: Yuk. ROMANA: Please, stop him before he damages the circuitry. ADRASTA: You'll cooperate to the full? ROMANA: Yes. ADRASTA: I want to know what the Doctor found out about the shell. ROMANA: All right. ADRASTA: And I want to know about your travelling machine. ROMANA: The TARDIS. ADRASTA: If that's what it's called. ROMANA: All right, but if that maniac doesn't stop bashing K9 you won't learn anything. ADRASTA: Is that a thrat? ROMANA: No, I'm simply telling you that everything you want to know is locked up in K9's memory banks. Damage them and you won't learn a thing. ADRASTA: Stop it, you fool! So, the little metal animal knows everything. Well, well. That makes both the Doctor and you redundant, doesn't it. ROMANA: Not really. You see, I'm the only one who can operate K9. Without me, he can't tell you what you want to know. ORGANON: This way, quickly, before the monster comes back. Come on, come on. ORGANON: Ah, finally. Here we are. Make yourself at home. Well, comfortable, if you can. DOCTOR: Thank you. Thank you. And thank you for saving me from that creature. ORGANON: Oh, don't mention it, sir. As my dear mother always used to say. Born under the sign of Patus, middle cusp she was. If you can help anybody, like preventing them from being eaten by a monster, then do so. They might be grateful. So I did. DOCTOR: Indeed you did, and I am grateful, and your mother was obviously a very fine woman. I'm the Doctor. Who are you? ORGANON: Organon, sir. DOCTOR: Organon? ORGANON: Astrologer extraordinary. Seer to princes and emperors. The future foretold, the past explained, the present apologised for. DOCTOR: What are you doing down here? ORGANON: A small matter of a slight error in a prophecy. DOCTOR: Ah. Well, I guess it could happen to anybody. ORGANON: Why, are you in the business yourself, sir? DOCTOR: What? ORGANON: Seeing into the future? DOCTOR: Oh, well. ORGANON: Crystal ball man, are you? Or do you favour goat entrails? DOCTOR: No, I tend to use a police box affair. ORGANON: A police box affair? DOCTOR: Yes. What about your prophecy? Did it by any chance concern the Lady Adrasta? ORGANON: Oh, you've met her. DOCTOR: Yes. ORGANON: A difficult woman. Very literal mind. I told her that she would have visitors from beyond the stars. DOCTOR: Ooo, a bit rash, wasn't it? ORGANON: Well, it seemed a safe enough bet at the time. It's a great attention-getter, you know. I do it very well. ORGANON: I see a creature coming to you from beyond the stars. I've done it in all the courts on the planet. It usually goes down very well. DOCTOR: Yes, I can see it might. But the Lady Adrasta? ORGANON: Oh, she grew very nasty. What sort of creature, she wanted to know. Well, I stalled a bit. You know, a little professional DOCTOR: Vagueness. ORGANON: Discretion. DOCTOR: Ah. ORGANON: And she threw me down here, with that thing. Where are you from? DOCTOR: Me? Oh, from beyond the stars, you know. ORGANON: Oh, so I was right! DOCTOR: Yes. ORGANON: And then Adrasta grew nasty with you and threw you down here as well? DOCTOR: Me? No, no, no, no, no. I jumped. ORGANON: Jumped? DOCTOR: Yes. Do you think she's frightened of someone coming from beyond the stars? ORGANON: I should say so. Was she frightened of you? DOCTOR: No, no, no. I don't think it was me she was expecting. How long have you been down here? ORGANON: Oh, I've lost count. Many moon flows. I've survived on scraps of food that the serfs throw down. I think they're intended for the Thing. TORVIN: Leave me alone. Why didn't you kll that girl when you had the chance? AINU: We didn't get the chance. That tin animal saw to that. TORVIN: What, you let him walk out of here too? Oh, you realise what this means? EDU: What? TORVIN: Well, we'll have to get packed and move now. EDU: Why? TORVIN: Why? Use your brains. Because she can direct Adrasta's troopers here, that's why. Do you think that Adrasta will give up the chance of getting her hands on our loot? No, there must be nearly two bodyweights of perfect metal there. Bit rusty, bit bent here and there, but metal. No, I'll bet you that at this very moment Lady Adrasta is planning an expedition to wipe us out once and for all, and to lay her hands on my little nest egg. AINU: Our little nest egg. TORVIN: Well, of course, of course. EDU: What we going to do? TORVIN: Well, Adrasta's guards can't be in two places at once, can they? EDU: What do you mean. TORVIN: I mean, if they're ransacking our camp, they can't be looking after her palace at the same time, now can they? EDU: You mean? TORVIN: I mean that Adrasta's palace isn't going to be very heavily guarded, so? EDU: So? TORVIN: Who owns all the mineral wealth? EDU: Adrasta. TORVIN: Exactly. And if it isn't going to be properly guarded because her guards are going to be here looking for us, then EDU: We ransack the palace? TORVIN: Yes, that's exactly what we're going to do. Get your wapon, my lovely boys. We're going visiting. DOCTOR: Well, at least the creature hasn't attcked you yet. ORGANON: Yes, I've managed to avoid it so far. I've been lucky. DOCTOR: Yeah, and lucky to have lamps, too. ORGANON: Yes, they were lying around. It used to be mines, you know, but they've been worked out. Metal is very scarce up there. Very precious. DOCTOR: Inconvenient commodity to be short of. ORGANON: Seems to suit the Lady Adrasta well enough, though. DOCTOR: Really? Why do you say that? ORGANON: She owns the only mine there is. DOCTOR: The only mine? ORGANON: Yes. This one. Well, that's the point, don't you see? Although it's been worked dry, all the metal on the planet came out of it and it all belongs to her. DOCTOR: Ah. A monopoly of metal. ORGANON: Yes, it's the source of her power. DOCTOR: So a continued shortage suits her. ORGANON: She depends on it. DOCTOR: What? Do you know something? I think that's terribly interesting. ORGANON: Oh! My horoscope said I'd be useful to somebody today. I thought perhaps it was going to be to that. DOCTOR: How big is it? ORGANON: Huge. DOCTOR: Huge? How huge? Hundred feet? ORGANON: Perhaps two. DOCTOR: Huge. And that noise it makes. ORGANON: Yes, I sometimes thing that it's singing. DOCTOR: Singing, crying, growling. ORGANON: Yes, who's to tell except another creature and there's only one like that, thank heaven. DOCTOR: Are you sure of that? ORGANON: Of course I'm sure. There's only that one on this planet. DOCTOR: Why? You've been everywhere, have you? ORGANON: Oh, yes. I've travelled. I'm one of the few who has. Most of the country is impenetrable forest or jungle. DOCTOR: Very pretty, though. Very pretty. ORGANON: It may be pretty to you, but it's the very devil to live in. No metal means no tools. DOCTOR: Yes. ORGANON: No tools BOTH: No cultivation. ORGANON: Exactly. We're smothered by forest. ROMANA: K9? Can you hear me? K9: Mistress. ROMANA: Have you got enough power left to stun the guards? K9: Affirmative, mistress, if I was mobile, but I cannot move at present. ROMANA: I know. ADRASTA: Well? We are waiting. ROMANA: Yes, my lady. One moment. ADRASTA: Remember, I want to see how that animal works. ROMANA: You will, my lady. Just a few minor adjustments. KARELA: (quietly) I don't like this, my lady. I don't trust the girl or that tin animal. ADRASTA: Neither do I, Karela. KARELA: (quietly) kll her, my lady. kll her now. ADRASTA: Later. I have a use for her and for that machine. Romana, we are ready for the demonstration. ROMANA: Yes, my lady. You ready, K9? K9: Affirmative. ROMANA: I'd like you to examine this machine. Let me show you how it works. Please, don't be afraid. ROMANA: Now, K9. ADRASTA: Stop her! Seize her! ADRASTA: I want her alive. Tin dog, do that again and my guards cut your mistress's throat. ADRASTA: Thank you, my dear. An invaluable demonstration. ORGANON: Oh! Oh, well, he didn't like that, did he. DOCTOR: No. ORGANON: I bet he won't come back here again in a hurry. DOCTOR: It's gone. ORGANON: Doctor, what sign were you born under? Aquatrio? DOCTOR: No. ORGANON: Capris. DOCTOR: No. ORGANON: Oh. Ariel? DOCTOR: No. ORGANON: Oh, if only I had my charts here, I could have told you your horoscope. I'm sure this was your lucky day. DOCTOR: Did you examine that thing's skin? ORGANON: No, thank you. I was trying to avoid it examining mine. DOCTOR: It looked almost like a cerebral membrane. ORGANON: What? DOCTOR: The membrane that protects the brain. ORGANON: It's a huge brain. DOCTOR: Yes. ORGANON: What about the rest of it? The arms, the legs, the body? DOCTOR: Let's find out, shall we? ORGANON: You mean, go after it? DOCTOR: Yes. Why not? ORGANON: I can think of a dozen good reasons. You're mad! He's mad. It's all been too much for him. You wouldn't find me doing a crazy thing like that. Here! Wait for me! DOCTOR: I thought you weren't going to come. ORGANON: Shush. Where is it? DOCTOR: Shush. Somewhere up ahead. DOCTOR: What is it? ORGANON: What am I doing here? DOCTOR: I don't know. I'll tell you something I'd rather know. ORGANON: What? DOCTOR: What's that creature doing here? Pure brain a hundred foot across stuck at the bottom of a pit, oozing about and sitting on people. Not much of a life, is it. ORGANON: Who can read such mysteries? Perhaps it was written in the stars? DOCTOR: Hmm. Perhaps it was born among them. ORGANON: What? DOCTOR: Shush. Come on. ADRASTA: What do you call this machine in which you travel? K9: The TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. ADRASTA: And you travel through space and time in it? K9: Affirmative. ADRASTA: Don't you see what this means, Karela? We can go anywhere, into any time and bring back anything we need. KARELA: Metallic ores. The pure metal itself. ADRASTA: The monopoly will remain mine. Yes, I think this TARDIS will be very useful. KARELA: Do you know how to operate it? ADRASTA: She does. KARELA: Are you sure? ADRASTA: We'll soon find out. KARELA: It's a pity the Doctor is no longer with us. ADRASTA: Yes. He could have been most helpful. KARELA: I suppose he is dad? ADRASTA: He must be. No one survives the Pit. KARELA: He struck me as quite resourceful for a man. ADRASTA: True. You think he might still be alive? KARELA: We can find out. I can get into the Pit from here and with some guards I can see ADRASTA: Not just guards. We'll take that tin thing as well. K9: Correction. I am not made of tin. ADRASTA: It's been listening to us. KARELA: It's eerie. What do we need it for? ADRASTA: To kll something. KARELA: Who do you want to kll, my lady? You don't need a machine to do it. Just mention the name and I'll see to it myself. ADRASTA: It's too big even for you to kll, Karela. It's huge, very huge, and it's time I was rid of it. The TARDIS has made it superfluous. KARELA: Remove the bars. Get the torches. We'll need them in the Pit. ROMANA: That leads down to the Pit? ADRASTA: There are two more doors, each barred and bolted so that nothing can get up. KARELA: Bring the tin animal. K9: Correction, madam. As I have already told you, I am not made of tin. KARELA: If I say you're made of tin, you horrible little animal, you're made of tin. K9: I cannot accept the input of incorrect data. ROMANA: It's all right, K9. ADRASTA: Guardmaster, you go first, with her. GUARDMASTER: Right, my lady. ADRASTA: You next. ADRASTA: Then you, Karela. Followed by me. ORGANON: Not too fast. KARELA: Which way now, my lady? ADRASTA: That way. We're getting close. Better send some guards on ahead. KARELA: Guardmaster, take two guards and scout on ahead. GUARDMASTER: You and you, come with me. ORGANON: Ahem. What do we do when we find the monster? Have you thought of that? DOCTOR: Shush. I don't know. ORGANON: You don't know? What do you mean, you don't know? DOCTOR: I haven't made up my mind yet. ORGANON: Well, haven't you got a plan? DOCTOR: A plan? Oh yes, I've got a plan. ORGANON: Well then? DOCTOR: I just don't know how to apply it, that's all. ORGANON: Fine time to tell me. ORGANON: Don't. ORGANON: Doctor, come back. DOCTOR: Hello there. DOCTOR: Steady, steady. You're standing on my scarf.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x10 - The Creature from the Pit - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
THE CREATURE FROM THE PIT BY: DAVID FISHER Part Three Original Air Date: 10 November 1979 Running time: 23:55 ORGANON: Doctor! Don't just stand there, help him! He's trapped! GUARDMASTER: I've never seen anything like it. ORGANON: I have. Anyway, the Doctor's behind there and we've got to get him out. It's as hard as rock. GUARDMASTER: It'll take gn to blast a hole in this. And even then ORGANON: It's him. He's alive. GUARDMASTER: How do you know it's him? ORGANON: It's, er, part of my profession. Well, we've got to get through, so get on with it. GUARDMASTER: You, go and inform the Lady Adrasta. GUARD: Sir. GUARDMASTER: You, give us a hand to smash a hole in this. ORGANON: Maybe if we tried at the edge here. GUARDMASTER: Right. Come on, down here. AINU: There's only one guard at the side gate. TORVIN: Good. What do we do about him? AINU: Well, Edu's gone to have a chat with him. TORVIN: What? AINU: Lovely little talker is Edu. Come on. KARELA: What is it? GUARD: Message for my lady from the Guardmaster. The Creature has been found and ROMANA: I'll take him. It's all right. GUARD: And is within a sort of shell to protect itself. ROMANA: I've got to check his circuitry. Don't worry, I'll take the responsibility. K9, are you recharged? K9: Very nearly, mistress. ROMANA: Be ready. K9: I always am, mistress. ADRASTA: You saw this with your own eyes? GUARD: Yes, my lady. The Guardmaster is awaiting your orders. KARELA: Guard, the prisoner must not communicate with the tin animal. What were you up to? ROMANA: I told the guard. Checking K9's circuitry. ADRASTA: Good. KARELA: My lady. ADRASTA: My dear, bad news I'm afraid about your friend the Doctor. ROMANA: He's dad? ADRASTA: Nobody can tell at the moment. ROMANA: What do you mean? ADRASTA: The guard says he's trapped in the Pit with the Creature. ROMANA: Well, then we must get him out. ADRASTA: How? My men can't break through the shell the creature has woven. ROMANA: A shell? ADRASTA: If we are to rescue the Doctor, we have to break through the shell. Could K9 do it? Has he enough power? ROMANA: K9? K9: Impossible to say until the molecular structure of the material is evaluated. ADRASTA: I hope, for the Doctor's sake, you are strong enough. And strong enough to kll the Creature, too. Come on. K9: Guard, lift me down. DOCTOR: Pure cadmium. That didn't come from this mine. DOCTOR: A nugget of iron. Iron ore I could understand, but pure iron? I wonder where it came from? DOCTOR: Hello. Friend. Friend. It's all right, it's all right. Look, you can see I'm not armed, eh? I won't hurt you. How could I hurt you? I mean, how? You've got beautiful skin. Extraordinary skin. Green veins. Chlorophyll? I wonder. Well, if it's chlorophyll you need, you've come to the right place. Chlorophyll? I wonder. No, don't get frightened. It's all right, it's all right. Shush. Shush. DOCTOR: There. There, that's not so bad now, is it. Good girl. Good boy. You're a problem, you know. You're aware of me, yet you haven't got any eyes. Haven't got a mouth. At least, not one that I can see. Come to think of it, you haven't even got a head. So how do we communicate, hmm? Telepathy? DOCTOR: Hello? I am the Doctor. Friend. Friend. DOCTOR: Hello. I am the Doctor. Friend. Friend. Nothing. Not a thing. How are we going to talk to each other, eh? Why can't we talk to each other? How do you communicate with your own kind? DOCTOR: Steady. Steady, friend. You don't know your own. Easy. Friend. Friend. DOCTOR: What's that? A picture? I've seen that somewhere before. EDU: All clear. Come on. TORVIN: Shush. TORVIN: Guard? GUARD: Who are you? Where have you come from? Stay there. Don't move. TORVIN: Look, I'm not armed. GUARD: Are you alone? Intruder! Turn out the guard! TORVIN: Come on, my lovely boys. Let's see what Lady Adrasta has for us. TORVIN: Oh, even the door! The bolts, the hinges, all metal. Quick, my lovely boys, quick, before the guards get back. Bring everything. Oh ho, copper! Ooo, bronze. Iron! EDU: Hey, what's this? TORVIN: I don't know. If it's metal, bring it. EDU: Hey, it's warm! TORVIN: I don't care if it's on fre. If it's metal, bring it. EDU: It's burning! I've never seen metal like that before. TORVIN: Ridiculous. Let me try. Here, it's not hot at all. EDU: Huh? TORVIN: Oh, it's metal, all right. It's not tin or silver. AINU (OOV.): Guards coming! TORVIN: What? How many? AINU: Too many for us. TORVIN: We'd better get out of here. Quick, let's see where this leads to. AINU: They're coming! TORVIN: Quick, quick, all of you. Down here! Maybe it leads to Adrasta's treasure vaults. DOCTOR: So that's what you want. Easy, easy, shush. You do want it, don't you? What's it for? Is it a wapon? What is it? Come on. At least say something. Communicate. Give me a sign. I wish I knew how far I could trust you. Still, you haven't harmed me yet. Much. All right, I'll get it for you, but I want you to promise. That's a stupid thing to say. You can't even speak. How can you promise me anything? All right, be good. Stay here. Ah. DOCTOR: Bits of shell. Bits of eggshell. No, no, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right. All right, all right. Look, I'm not going to take them. I'm not going to take them. There you are. I can take a hint. I can take a hint, yeah. If we ever do find your mouth, wherever it is, you've got a lot of explaining to do, my friend. All right, all right, I said I can take a hint. I'm off, I'm off, I'm off. Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye. ROMANA: Who are you? ORGANON: Oh, don't bother about that now. My friend's trapped in there. ROMANA: The Doctor? ORGANON: Yes. Oh, I beg your pardon. Do you know him? ROMANA: Yes, very well. ORGANON: Ah. Nice fellow. Do you know the celestial circumstances of his birth? ROMANA: The what? ORGANON: When was he born? ROMANA: Oh, about seven hundred and fifty years ago, so he says. ADRASTA: I thought you were dad. Why haven't you died? ORGANON: I'm sorry, my lady. It was an oversight. ADRASTA: Why didn't the Creature kll you? ORGANON: A favourable conjunction of the stars, my lady. ADRASTA: Well, we'll just have to see that they don't continue like that for much longer. Guardmaster? GUARDMASTER: It's hopeless, my lady. ADRASTA: What is, you fool? GUARDMASTER: We can't get through. We've tried. My lady, it's hopeless. ROMANA: The Doctor's behind there. We must at least try. ADRASTA: Nothing is hopeless, Guardmaster, not if you value your commission. GUARDMASTER: I stand corrected, my lady. Guards, come on. ADRASTA: Don't worry, my dear. My men will try to do their best. ROMANA: It's made of identical material to that broken shell we saw when we landed. ADRASTA: Try the metal animal on it. Perhaps he can break through. ROMANA: K9, do your best. K9: That is what I am programmed to do, mistress. ADRASTA: If you do get through, kll the Creature. Do you understand, Romana? kll it. ROMANA: I understand. K9: I am programmed not to kll, except in self-defence. ADRASTA: Oh, I think that can be arranged. ROMANA: You ready, K9? K9: If the guards will stand well back. TORVIN: What a haul. What a haul! I'm rich! I'm rich! AINU: We're rich. TORVIN: We're rich. Of course. Didn't I tell you, my beautiful boys? Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you we'd find it all in Adrasta's palace? AINU: Yeah, you told us. Now shush. Let's get on. TORVIN: Now, look at that. Look at that. Do you know what that is? (a candlestick) Zinc. I haven't seen a piece of zinc as big as that for oh, twenty years or more. Zinc. AINU: Oh, come on, Torvin. The guards must be after us by now. TORVIN: Beautiful, beautiful. EDU: Hey, Torvin, look! TORVIN: Don't drop it. Whatever you do, don't drop it. EDU: Look at it. TORVIN: I've never seen metal like that before. It's beautiful. EDU: Torvin, are you, are you all right? EDU: I, I feel K9: The material is too strong. I am in danger of depleting my power packs. ROMANA: It's all right, K9. ADRASTA: Why has the animal stopped? ROMANA: Because if you want to kll the Creature, K9 must have some power left. ADRASTA: But so far it's had no effect on the shell whatsoever! K9: Incorrect. I weaken the shell, but the material is self-renewing. ADRASTA: What do you mean? What does he mean? ROMANA: He means that whenever the material is weakened, the atoms recombine, the molecules reconstitute themselves to form an even stronger material. K9: Correct, mistress. ADRASTA: So, all that ray has done, in fact, is to temper the original material. ROMANA: That's about right, yes. ADRASTA: My dear, your electric dog is infernally stupid. How in heaven's name are we supposed to break through the shell now? Men, redouble your efforts! ROMANA: No, wait. We're not going to do it like that. We must think. DOCTOR: Hello, everybody. ROMANA: Doctor, are you all right? DOCTOR: Yes, I'm fine. ROMANA: I was so worried about you. DOCTOR: Oh, you shouldn't be worried. Time Lords have ninety lives. ROMANA: How many have you got through, then? DOCTOR: About a hundred and thirty. ADRASTA: How did you do it? DOCTOR: What? ADRASTA: I demand you tell me how you broke through the shell. DOCTOR: Ah. I asked the Creature very nicely. My pleasure, it said. ADRASTA: Liar! The Creature can't talk without. (pause) Guardmaster, take a look! KARELA: I'll go with him. ORGANON: Your luck's still holding out. DOCTOR: It is, rather, isn't it. ORGANON: You must have been born under a particularly favourable conjunction of celestial circumstances. DOCTOR: I was. ORGANON: What sign were you born under? DOCTOR: Crossed computers. ORGANON: Crossed what? DOCTOR: Computers. It's the symbol of the maternity service on Gallifrey. ORGANON: Oh. GUARDMASTER: It's all clear, my lady. ADRASTA: No sign of the Creature? GUARDMASTER: None. ADRASTA: Why did it let you get away? Why didn't it kll you? DOCTOR: I don't know. Why don't you ask it? Incidentally, how did you know with such certainty that creature couldn't talk, eh? What do you know about it? And why do you want it klled so badly, hmm? ADRASTA: You ask too many questions, Doctor. Karela, take the girl, the tin animal and some men. You know what to do. DOCTOR: No, no, please. ADRASTA: Afraid for the Creature, Doctor? DOCTOR: No, I'm afraid for them. Have you any idea what that creature can do? ADRASTA: I know one thing, Doctor. It can't get out of this Pit by itself. Go on, Karela. Hold him, in case he tries to warn his creeping friend. Dog! K9: Master? DOCTOR: All right, K9. K9: Mistress, blasting has proved too much for my power packs. If I am to conserve my energy, I shall need a rest. ROMANA: All right, K9. I'll carry you. DOCTOR: Call them back. ADRASTA: Be silent. DOCTOR: You could be sending them to their deaths, you know. KARELA: Ready, dog? K9: I am ready. ORGANON: I take back what I said about this being your lucky day. DOCTOR: Why? ORGANON: I think, on second thoughts, it may be the monster's. DOCTOR: Thank you. ORGANON: I wonder what sign it was born under? DOCTOR: What a pity you didn't bring your charts. You could have worked it out for yourself. ORGANON: Oh! DOCTOR: What is it? ORGANON: Adrasta's evil eye is on me. DOCTOR: Shush. Lady Adrasta, they've been gone a long time. ADRASTA: How far away was the Creature when you saw it? DOCTOR: Oh, a few hundred yards along the passageway there's a big cave. It was in there. ADRASTA: We should have heard something by now. DOCTOR: Hmm. Look, why don't I go? ADRASTA: No! Ah, no. Organon. ORGANON: My lady? ADRASTA: You will go. ORGANON: What, me? ADRASTA: Yes, you. Go down to the passage, into the cave, and come back and tell us what you see. ORGANON: Oh, why me? DOCTOR: Maybe it isn't your lucky day. ORGANON: I don't think that's at all funny. ADRASTA: If you don't go, my friend, that guard standing behind you will cut your throat from ear to ear. DOCTOR: Have you ever thought of taking up another line of work? I don't think astrology is your forte. ORGANON: Oh, my lady. ADRASTA: Well? KARELA: Nothing, my lady. The cave's empty. ADRASTA: Empty? KARELA: The Creature's gone. ADRASTA: How? KARELA: We discovered a passage at the back of the cave. ADRASTA: Guard, hold her. And make sure the dog's pointing against the rock. Where does the passage lead? KARELA: I don't know. I sent the guards down after it. DOCTOR: You realise what this means, Adrasta? It means a great green blob several hundred feet long is loose somewhere in these passageways. An angry green blob. A green blob you tried to kll. ADRASTA: Karela, take the girl, the tin animal and some guards, go down into the Pit, find the Creature and kll it! DOCTOR: No, no, no. Adrasta, you're insane. You have some idea of what that creature can do. Can you imagine? At the moment it's reasonably friendly, but if K9 sht it. ADRASTA: What? DOCTOR: It'll get very angry. ADRASTA: Then, Doctor, you had better make sure that K9 manages to kll it. DOCTOR: What, a creature that size? He's only a little dog, you know. ADRASTA: Don't try to be clever, Doctor. K9 is quite capable of klling the Tythonian. DOCTOR: The what? ADRASTA: The Creature. DOCTOR: I thought you said Tythonian. ADRASTA: I meant the Creature. DOCTOR: You've bitten off more than you can chew, haven't you. ADRASTA: Doctor, I mean to have that Creature dad. Romana will make K9 kll it. DOCTOR: No, no, she won't. She won't. She'll refuse, you know. Won't you, Romana? ROMANA: Yes, I'll refuse. ADRASTA: Then Karela will kll her. Point the dog against the rock! DOCTOR: Did you hear that, Romana? Karela's going to kll you, and you with your hair all messed up. ROMANA: Doctor, I can't do anything about my hair if I'm holding K9. DOCTOR: Oh, so you are. I didn't notice. Here, let me help you. DOCTOR: K9? Ready, fre! DOCTOR: No, Romana, no! ADRASTA: No! Get away from me! Ah! DOCTOR: Frightening, isn't it? ADRASTA: Don't let it get me. You mustn't let that thing get me! It'll kll me! DOCTOR: What? An evil thing, klling. Why should it want to kll you? It didn't want to kll me, did you, old fellow? Do you know something? I believe he wants to kll you. ADRASTA: Keep it away from me. It's, it's going to eat me. DOCTOR: Oh, come on. You know it really doesn't eat people, don't you? But you know what it does eat and you haven't been letting it get any, have you. No, you just stuck it in a pit and threw people at it. ORGANON: She did indeed. DOCTOR: Yes, I wouldn't be surprised if it wanted to kll you. I wouldn't be surprised at all. ADRASTA: Now, Doctor, I mean to have that creature d*ad. Romana, train K9's ray on it. Now! DOCTOR: Don't do it, Romana. ADRASTA: Or the Doctor dies. Six seconds, Romana. ADRASTA: Get away from here! Get away! Or the Doctor dies. ADRASTA: No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x11 - The Creature from the Pit - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
THE CREATURE FROM THE PIT BY: DAVID FISHER Part Four Original Air Date: 17 November 1979 Running time: 24:07 TORVIN: What's happening? What are we doing here? EDU: I don't know. What is this thing? TORVIN: Adrasta! DOCTOR: Keep her safe, Romana. ROMANA: If she moves, blast her. K9: Affirmative, mistress. DOCTOR: Hello. ERATO: Hello. DOCTOR: What did you say? KARELA: Guard! Quickly, summon the Huntsman. Move! ROMANA: Are you all right? DOCTOR: I'm not sure. ROMANA: What do you mean? DOCTOR: I don't know. ERATO: Hello. I realise this must be a very frightening experience for you, but please, don't be alarmed. ROMANA: What are you talking about? DOCTOR: I don't know. That wasn't me talking. ROMANA: Doctor, what's happening? DOCTOR: Look, I know this sounds odd. I didn't say that. ROMANA: You didn't say what? DOCTOR: What I just said. ROMANA: I beg your pardon. DOCTOR: Did you hear what I said just now? ROMANA: About this being a frightening experience but don't be alarmed? DOCTOR: Yes. I didn't say that. ROMANA: You didn't? DOCTOR: No. I was too busy being frightened and alarmed. ORGANON: But if you didn't say it, who did? DOCTOR: Let's find out, shall we? ERATO: Please allow me to explain. This is not the Doctor speaking. I am simply using his larynx. We Tythonions don't have them. ROMANA: Ask its name. ERATO: My name is Erato. ROMANA: Where does it come from? ERATO: I am from the planet Tythonus. ROMANA: Then what are you doing here skulking about in a pit eating people? DOCTOR: Oh, please! You put that very crudely. ERATO: To skulk about in pits, as you so crudely put it, is not my normal habit. I most emphatically do not eat people. I live by ingesting chlorophyll and mineral salts. I would have you know that I am the Tythonian High Ambassador. ORGANON: Really? ERATO: I am. I was on a trading mission to this planet when I DOCTOR: Of course! I should have guessed instantly. It's all the fault of that woman Adrasta. ADRASTA: Yes, Doctor? ADRASTA: You were just saying? DOCTOR: I was just saying, lady Adrasta, that. K9, I thought you were meant to be guarding her. K9: Apologies, master. I am immobile. DOCTOR: Yes. K9: I was overpowered by the wolfweeds. ADRASTA: Doctor, order your dog to kll the Tythonian. DOCTOR: No. ADRASTA: If you do not, your friend Organon dies. DOCTOR: Organon? Goodbye, old man. So sorry about this. Thanks for all the help. ORGANON: Doctor. DOCTOR: If my deductions are correct, the well-being of two planets is at stake. Erato must not die. ADRASTA: Huntsman, set the wolfweeds on the Doctor. DOCTOR: No, wait. That's all you've got on this planet, isn't it? Weeds, weeds, forest and weeds. You scratch about for food wherever you can, but you can't plough the land, can you? You can't do anything until you've mastered the forests and the weeds. And you can't do that without metal. ADRASTA: Don't listen to him. It's just the ravings of a demented space tramp. Set the wolfweeds on him! DOCTOR: Do that, and you will hurl this planet back into the dark ages. And for what? To satisfy the petty power cravings of that pathetic woman. ADRASTA: Have a care, Doctor. DOCTOR: Have a care yourself. Care for your people for a change. ADRASTA: kll him! HUNTSMAN: Let him speak. ADRASTA: Huntsman, I order you. HUNTSMAN: Let him speak. DOCTOR: Now, if my deductions are correct. ADRASTA: They're not. DOCTOR: Erato came here fifteen years ago to propose a trading agreement. Tythonus is a planet rich in metallic ores and minerals. Am I not right, K9? K9: Checking data banks. Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: That was a good guess. ADRASTA: Fools! You listen to the opinions of an electric dog? DOCTOR: The Tythonions exist on ingesting chlorophyll. Large quantities of it, judging by their size. Now, there's a superabundance of planet life on Chloris, so ROMANA: So Erato came here to offer you metal in return for chlorophyll. Of course! DOCTOR: Right. But who was the first person he met? ORGANON: The person who held the monopoly of metal here. DOCTOR: Right. And did she put the welfare of her struggling people above her own petty power? No. She's tipped the ambassador into a pit and threw astrologers at him. HUNTSMAN: Is this true, my lady? ADRASTA: Not a word of it. It's a pack of lies. DOCTOR: Let's see if Erato agrees with me, shall we? ADRASTA: That won't prove anything! You just take hold of that thing and say exactly what you like. You expect intelligent people to fall for your childish tricks? DOCTOR: Well, it's very simple. Why don't you come over here, take hold of the communicator and we'll hear the truth from your larynx. ADRASTA: What? No. Don't talk such rubbish. Huntsman, I order you to kll the Doctor! HUNTSMAN: My lady, I think we want to hear the truth of this. Go and speak with the Creature. ADRASTA: No. I refuse. I utterly refuse. HUNTSMAN: I think not, my lady. ADRASTA: No! Back! Back! DOCTOR: Come on, just take hold of the communicator. ERATO: Thank you, Doctor. ERATO: Your deductions are, of course, correct. We are running dangerously short of chlorophyll on Tythonus, and have more metal than we need. Reports reached us of this planet Chloris which had precisely the opposite problem, and we thought that a trading agreement would be mutually beneficial. ADRASTA: It's lies, lies! It's all lies! ERATO: No, it is you who are lying. Unfortunately, I ran foul of this evil woman who tricked me into the Pit. If you will forgive me, I have a score to settle. HUNTSMAN: Yes. So, I think, have we. DOCTOR: She's dad. HUNTSMAN: Yes. And with her die the dark ages for this planet. DOCTOR: Erato. ERATO: I'm sorry for all the unpleasantness, but thank you for the weeds. DOCTOR: My pleasure. ERATO: They are the first solid meal I've had in fifteen years. I wonder if you could arrange to have me hoisted out of the Pit? DOCTOR: Yes, yes, of course. Huntsman? See to it. It is a bit claustrophobic down here. HUNTSMAN: Thank you, Doctor. DOCTOR: Don't say that. HUNTSMAN: Why not? DOCTOR: I don't know. Just don't say it. Not yet. ORGANON: He was going to let me die! ROMANA: Of course he wasn't. K9: All circuits now fully operational. Thank you, mistress. ORGANON: Adrasta told him that he would have me put to death if he didn't order that dog thing to sh*t Erato. And all he said was, goodbye old man, terribly sorry. Didn't he? K9: Affirmative. ORGANON: Well! What kind of a friend is that? ROMANA: A very good one. Thanks to him this planet may now have a chance to prosper. ORGANON: She was going to kll me! ROMANA: Nonsense. He probably checked out your horoscope earlier. DOCTOR: I did, I did, and I discovered you're going to die of indigestion. K9: Reporting, master. DOCTOR: K9. K9: I am prepared for all contingencies. DOCTOR: Good dog. Good dog. Adrasta's engineers should have Erato out of the Pit by now. ROMANA: All of him? DOCTOR: Well, yes. Then we should know the truth. ROMANA: What? You mean he hasn't been telling us the truth? DOCTOR: Well, only as much as he wants us to know until he's set free. ROMANA: Well then, do you think it's safe to let him out of the Pit if you think he's been lying to us? DOCTOR: Why not? ROMANA: Well, we don't want several hundred cubic feet of angry blob heaving itself round the country crushing people. DOCTOR: He has no intention of crushing people. ORGANON: Well, he crushed quite a few down the Pit. DOCTOR: Nonsense. He just wanted to talk. ORGANON: Talk? DOCTOR: Yes, talk, talk. After Adrasta stole his communicator he was just trying any way he could to make contact. ROMANA: But we don't know anything about him. We don't even know how he got here. DOCTOR: Yes we do. In an egg. ROMANA: In an egg? DOCTOR: In an egg. When the shell's complete it's a blindingly simple space vehicle complete with photon drive. ROMANA: Well, I didn't see a photon drive. DOCTOR: Well, of course he's not going to leave it lying round where just anyone could take it. He protected it very carefully. ROMANA: How? DOCTOR: It was concealed in the pieces he kept hidden in the Pit. ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: That shell. DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: When we first landed, it was making a noise. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Could it have been a distress signal? Perhaps it was calling for help. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: But after fifteen years? K9: Tythonions live for up to forty thousand years, mistress. ROMANA: So fifteen years in the Pit for one of them would be no more than the wink of an eye. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Doctor, I'm sure there's some terrible danger. ORGANON: Danger? DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: And Erato wants to be out of the Pit and free to escape in his craft before something dreadful happens. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: But Doctor, you've played right into his hands. You've let him go. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Can't you say anything but yes the whole time? DOCTOR: Yes. After he's told us whatever it is. ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: And before he reaches his space vehicle to escape. ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: Do remind me to give him back his photon drive. DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: Yes. ROMANA: You mean without that segment, Erato can't leave the planet? DOCTOR: Exactly. Once he guarantees Chloris' safety, we'll let him have it back and then negotiate a proper trading agreement. ROMANA: And Chloris gets all the metal it needs. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Oh, Doctor, I'm improving. TORVIN: Come on, Ainu. AINU: Shush. TORVIN: We're all rich once we get this metal out of here. Now come on, hurry. AINU: Listen, old man. If that monster does bring us lots of metal, how much is this lot going to be worth? TORVIN: Well, if it's metal, it's valuable. Now come on. AINU: No, only because there's so little of it. Now look. In there, the Doctor, whoever he is, has got a piece of the monster's spacecraft. The monster can't leave Chloris without it. Now if we take that as well, we're made. TORVIN: The guards are coming. Now, don't risk it all by being greedy for one more piece. Now, come on. This way. DOCTOR: Well? HUNTSMAN: The Creature's been removed from the Pit. DOCTOR: Where is it? HUNTSMAN: It's waiting at the side door if you're ready to speak to it again. DOCTOR: Yes, I'm ready to speak to it. I just hope I'm ready to hear what it has to say to me. HUNTSMAN: Here are the astronomical readings you asked for, Organon. ORGANON: Oh, thank you, thank you. DOCTOR: Organon? Take this and guard it with your life. I don't want to take it anywhere near Erato until I want to give it to him. All right? HUNTSMAN: This way, Doctor. DOCTOR: Romana, take the communicator. Right, Erato. Let's hear what you've got to tell us. ORGANON: Strange perturbations are in the sky. Oh, I wish I knew how to interpret them. Oh. Now that's very odd. DOCTOR: Well? ERATO: What I have to tell you is no more pleasant for me than it will be for you, but it has passed beyond my DOCTOR: Oh do get on with it. ERATO: I'm afraid you have only twenty four hours to live. ROMANA: What! DOCTOR: Shush. Romana, the communicator. ERATO: I came as an ambassador to buy chlorophyll, but Adrasta imprisoned me. However, she failed to prevent the other half of my ship from communicating that fact to my brothers on Tythonus. They will have taken that as an act of aggression and responded accordingly. DOCTOR: Yes, but now I've set you free, you can contact them all and call it off, yes? ERATO: No, Doctor. I'm afraid it's impossible. HUNTSMAN: What's he talking about? ERATO: Once the stars are set in their courses DOCTOR: Oh please, no more astrological mumbo-jumbo. ERATO: I assure you, I mean my words quite literally. The star I refer to is a neutron star. DOCTOR: A neutron star. HUNTSMAN: A neutron star? K9: Neutron star. Collapsed star composed of super-compressed degenerate matter. DOCTOR: I know what a neutron star is. ERATO: And the course on which it is set will plunge it into the heart of Chloris' sun within twenty four hours. HUNTSMAN: Is that bad, Doctor? DOCTOR: Bad? Chloris' sun will explode and your whole solar system will be destroyed. Is that bad? ORGANON: Strange things are in the stars. Ah, now there's something I recognise. Oh dear. I don't like the look of that at all. Something terrible is going to happen! HUNTSMAN: But there must be something. Can't we contact Tythonus? ERATO: The neutron star has been on its way for several years. Like most stars, it has no guidance system. There is no way of stopping it. HUNTSMAN: But surely? DOCTOR: Shush. ERATO: If you will excuse me, I will leave now. I have no wish to witness this distressing finale. DOCTOR: Ahem. But your machine is in pieces. ERATO: No matter. It won't take long to spin up a new ship round the vital components. DOCTOR: How long? ERATO: I feel this is immaterial to DOCTOR: How long! ERATO: Twenty six ninods. DOCTOR: One hour, seven seconds. And you spin out this vessel from the threads in your own body like you did in the Pit? ERATO: The principle is the same. DOCTOR: And can you produce aluminium? ERATO: Of course. TORVIN: Come on, my boys. Come on, my rich boys. We're nearly at the camp now. ERATO: This idea is madness, Doctor. DOCTOR: Erato, a thin shell of aluminium wrapped around a neutron star will minimise its gravitational pull and we can yank it back out of the sun's field. ERATO: And how do you propose to do this yanking, Doctor? DOCTOR: Well, the TARDIS. We can exert short bursts of enormous gravitational pull on the star, slow it up while you weave your eggshell round it, and then let go. ROMANA: And the thing will go spinning off harmlessly into deep space DOCTOR: Right. ERATO: Let me remind you, Doctor, that I came here to offer help to the planet of Chloris. They imprisoned me in a pit and starved me for fifteen years. I am disinclined to commit su1c1de on their behalf. DOCTOR: Erato, you came here for your own good and offered the deal to the wrong person. Will you now condemn an entire planet of innocent people to death? ERATO: You may be right, Doctor. DOCTOR: I know I'm right. Well? ERATO: I will help you. DOCTOR: Good. Now this is what I ERATO: A moment please, Doctor. What would you have done if I had decided to abandon you? DOCTOR: Oh well, it's a hypothetical question, my dear old thing. ERATO: What do you mean? DOCTOR: Well, I took the precaution of removing your photon drive. Be a good girl, Romana. ROMANA: Organon? Doctor. TORVIN: Here we are, my boys. Wealth beyond our wildest dreams. The purest, the most beautiful metal. AINU: Yeah, I still say we should have picked up that shell. TORVIN: Old brass plate, the shell. This is what we want. Metal, metal, metal. It'll make me the most, us the most powerful people on Chloris. EDU: What if Ainu's right? What if that creature brings tons of metal to the planet? I say we go back and get that piece of shell. TORVIN: Oh, buckets of iron at the end of the rainbow, planets full of tin. You believe in all that gobbledygook if you wish. I'll put my trust in this solid metal. KARELA: There's another six inches to add to your collection, old man. TORVIN: Tempered steel. Is that really tempered steel? AINU: He's dad. KARELA: kll me and you condemn yourselves to poverty. Without that piece of shell, all this metal is just worthless scrap. I have that piece of shell hidden. I think that gives us an interesting basis for conversation, doesn't it? EDU: If it's hidden, what's to stop us klling you and letting it stay hidden? KARELA: If it stays hidden. But is that a chance you want to take? Particularly since the alternative I'm offering you is the certainty of wealth and power if you join with me in seizing hold of it. The monopoly will stay in our hands, and with it then control of the whole planet. Well? DOCTOR: I'm so sorry to butt in and at such a delicate moment, but if you're seriously thinking of taking over Chloris I think there's something you should know. In a very few hours, all that'll be left of it will be a few trillion tons of deep-fried rubble. Now, does that influence your thinking? KARELA: What are you talking about, Doctor? You two, kll him. DOCTOR: Wait! I'm talking about a shell fragment. If Erato doesn't get his ship launched within the hour, Chloris' sun will explode. How does that appeal? Still want to be scrap iron merchants? KARELA: You're bluffing, Doctor. DOCTOR: Really? Look. HUNTSMAN: Tell us where the fragment is. KARELA: No. HUNTSMAN: Tell us. KARELA: It's no use thrat to kll me. I shan't tell you while I'm alive, and I certainly won't tell you when I'm d*ad. I don't believe your stupid story for a moment. HUNTSMAN: And if it's true, you're condemning us all to death. KARELA: That's a chance I'm prepared to take. DOCTOR: For what? For this heap of scrap iron? KARELA: Yes. DOCTOR: Are you willing to sacrifice your life and the lives of everyone on this planet for wealth? KARELA: Yes. DOCTOR: I thought you'd say that. K9! K9: Yes, master? DOCTOR: Destroy it. KARELA: No, no, no! You're destroying our metal! DOCTOR: K9? K9: Yes, master? DOCTOR: Good dog. K9: Thank you, master. DOCTOR: Now, would you like to tell me where that fragment is hidden? DOCTOR: Erato, can you hear me? ERATO: I can hear you, Doctor. Preparing for takeoff. DOCTOR: Have we picked up the neutron star yet? ROMANA: Yes, Doctor. On band six. DOCTOR: Good. ROMANA: Doctor, I've been calculating our chances of success. DOCTOR: I don't want to hear them. ROMANA: Very wise. DOCTOR: Dematerialise now. DOCTOR: This is going to be very nasty. ROMANA: I know. DOCTOR: You in position, Erato? ERATO: I am ready, Doctor. DOCTOR: Gravity tractor beam, activate! ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: Deactivate tractor beam. ROMANA: We can't hold it for more than five seconds at a time. ERATO: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes, Erato? ERATO: You must hold the star. I'm being dragged towards it. DOCTOR: Hold tight, everybody. DOCTOR: That's got it. Erato, get weaving! We're winning, Romana, we're winning. ROMANA: We're placing a terrible strain on the TARDIS. DOCTOR: How much longer, Erato? ERATO: You can turn off your gravity beam in five of your seconds. DOCTOR: Good. ERATO: Four, three, two, one. ROMANA: Doctor, what happened? DOCTOR: The control circuit. I can't turn off the beam! ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: We're pulling the star towards us. ROMANA: We've got to dematerialise! DOCTOR: Erato, we did it! ERATO: I still it was impossible. ROMANA: So do I, though I did calculate our changes of success at seventy four million three hundred and eighty four thousand three hundred and thirty eight to one against. DOCTOR: What? Seventy four million three hundred and eighty four thousand three hundred and thirty eight? Well, that's extraordinary. ROMANA: Why? DOCTOR: Well, that's my lucky number. ORGANON: I see something tall, something dark. HUNTSMAN: How in Chloris did that get here? ORGANON: I don't know, but it's tall and dark and DOCTOR: Handsome! Yes, yes, I know, Organon. ORGANON: Doctor! DOCTOR: Are you in charge here now? HUNTSMAN: Yes. DOCTOR: Good, good. Well, we've just dropped in to say goodbye and to give you this. It's from Erato. HUNTSMAN: It's a draft contract for a trading agreement. HUNTSMAN: Do you know what this is? ORGANON: Yes. HUNTSMAN: What? ORGANON: It's a draft contract for a trading agreement. HUNTSMAN: How on Chloris did you know that? ORGANON: It was written in the stars.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x12 - The Creature from the Pit - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
NIGHTMARE OF EDEN BY: BOB BAKER Part One Original Air Date: 24 November 1979 Running time: 24:17 RIGG: We seem to be ahead of schedule, Secker. SECKER: Great. RIGG: What? SECKER: The sooner the better. RIGG: Oh. RIGG: Captain here. We're coming out of warp in thirty seconds. COMPUTER: This is your flight computer speaking. We are about to go into orbit around the planet Azure. Passengers may leave their seats when the blue light comes on, but are requested not to remove their protective coveralls until instructed. Will passengers please remember that the Empress will be at seven tenths G, so please be careful when you first start to move around. Thank you. RIGG: I've got a malfunction. Check it out, will you? RIGG: Secker, these coordinates are wrong. Did you set these? SECKER: What's a few degrees? RIGG: What's a few degrees? What's the matter with you, man? We're flying an interstellar cruise liner, not riding a bicycle! SECKER: So? RIGG: So we shall be going into the wrong orbit! SECKER: So? RIGG: Well, it could mean delays. It could. Oh. RIGG: Oh no! RIGG: Mayday, mayday, mayday. This is cruise liner Empress reporting collision. Space collision on approach to Azure. RIGG (OOV.): Damage control, report to the bridge. CREWMAN: The two ships are sticking straight through each other, sir. RIGG (OOV.): Any blowouts? How's the pressure? CREWMAN: Everything's okay except we can't get through to some of the passenger sections. They're blocked off. The hull of the other ship, sir, is sticking right across the entrance to B deck. RIGG: A deck, report. A deck, are there any casualties? RIGG: Have you got that damage report yet? Well? RIGG: Oh, it's all your fault, Secker. I'll carry the can. I'll lose my job but you, you'll never work in West Galaxy again. Go on, check the power, man. Come on, move yourself! This is an emergency! DOCTOR: Hmm. ROMANA: Fascinating. DOCTOR: Bit of a mish-mash. ROMANA: Why wasn't there an explsin? DOCTOR: Well, one of the ships must have been in dematerialised form when it happened. Nasty. Could cause terrible problems. K9: Affirmative. The overlap areas are highly unstable, master. DOCTOR: Yes. Interfaces, I should say. K9: Affirmative. ROMANA: I don't think we should interfere. DOCTOR: Interfere? Of course we should interfere. Always do what you're best at, that's what I say. Now, come on. ROMANA: Who was that? DOCTOR: I don't know. ROMANA: Shall we follow? DOCTOR: At our own pace. DYMOND: What are you going to do about the damage to my ship? RIGG: Mister Dymond, I am concerned with my ship, my crew, and nine hundred passengers. We're fully covered comprehensive on all third party damage, so don't worry. DYMOND: I was involved in the most important job, and you just come crashing in on me, then you tell me not to worry? What am I going to do for a ship? RIGG: The Company will compensate you. Get in touch with your insurance people! DYMOND: Then I insist that you sign a document to the effect that this collision was entirely your fault! RIGG: I can't do that! What were you doing there, anyway? You were right in the middle of a launch and land window for commercial flights. DYMOND: I was given complete clearance from Azure Control. You were off course! DOCTOR: Gentlemen, gentlemen, please. I'd say it was knock for knock, wouldn't you? RIGG: What? Are you a passenger? DOCTOR: No, no. We answered your mayday. I'm from Galactic Insurance and Salvage. Been having a look around. This is my assistant, Romana. I'm the Doctor. How do you do? RIGG: How'd you do. What's that? DOCTOR: Oh, K9? Well, a computer of sorts. RIGG: It looks more like a dog. Does he bark? DOCTOR: No. But he has been know to bite. Aren't we going to introduce ourselves? RIGG: Oh, yes. My name's Rigg, Captain Rigg. DOCTOR: We just met. RIGG: Yes. Er, this is Mister Dymond, the owner of the other vehicle involved in the, er, incident. DOCTOR: How do you do. RIGG: Salvage, you say? DOCTOR: Yes. RIGG: Yes, well, I can't discuss anything until I've spoken to the Company. DOCTOR: What about a better idea? Why don't we try to separate the ships? DYMOND: Impossible. DOCTOR: I like doing the impossible. ROMANA: If it's possible to get into the situation, theoretically it should be possible to get out of it. DOCTOR: Oh, you've spoilt it now. ROMANA: But look, at the time of the collision this ship was partially dematerialised. DOCTOR: Therefore if we can recreate identical circumstances the ships could be separated. ROMANA: It's just a question of exciting the molecules. Put your ship on full thrust. DOCTOR: Then full reverse. ROMANA: Well, it's worked before, you know. DOCTOR: I preferred it when it seemed impossible. RIGG: Yes, well, it might work if I could get any power. DOCTOR: Are you pressing the right button? RIGG: Of course I am. DOCTOR: Can we switch on the wreck of the power unit? RIGG: Well, we could do, but it's dangerous. DYMOND: Worth a try anything to get out of this mess. RIGG: It could damage your ship. DYMOND: That's nice coming from someone who's just crashed into it. I'll risk it. DOCTOR: All right, all right. Where's the power unit? RIGG: Secker'll show you. Secker, take the Doctor to the power unit. DOCTOR: Good. No, Romana, you stay here. I might need you. I'll take K9. K9? K9? K9: Affirmative, master. Affirmative. RIGG: Well, Romana, why don't you and Mister Dymond wait in the lounge? ROMANA: Right. RIGG: Just down the corridor on the right. SECKER: You go down here to section five, then left into the shuttlebay, and down to level B. You can't miss it. DOCTOR: Hold on, I thought the idea was you'd show me. SECKER: I've told you, haven't I? What's the difference? I'm busy. DOCTOR: How very odd. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Any idea what this is, K9? K9: A fungus. Source of the drug XYP. DOCTOR: Yes? K9: Dangerous, addictive. Known as Vraxoin. DOCTOR: Vraxoin? I've seen whole communities, whole planets destroyed by this. It induces a kind of warm complacency and a total apathy. Until it wears off, that is, and soon you're dad. Come on. TRYST: It is my ambition to become the first zoologist to qualify and quantify every species in our galaxy. One more trip and I may achieve it. ROMANA: Are you planning another? TRYST: Ah, well, the next is always on my mind, but is a question of finance. I was hoping to meet a sponsor on Azure, but this accident may have ruined my chances. ROMANA: A sponsor? TRYST: Yes, well, the government used to fund me, but the galactic recession put a stop to that. Now all they do is to assign me special travel facilities on government subsidised spacelines, but first class. ROMANA: What's that machine? TRYST: Ah, that is my CET machine. The Continuous Event Transmuter. It is an invention of mine. I will show you. ROMANA: It looks as if you've invented the cinematograph. TRYST: What you see may seem to be just a mere projection, but it is in fact a matter transmutation. DELLA: You see, when we've collected the specimens for study, they're converted into electromagnetic signals and stored on an event crystal in the machine. TRYST: And they go on living and evolving. DELLA: In the crystal. TRYST: This image projection allows us to see them whenever we wish. The flora and the fauna are actually in a crystal. I hope you can appreciate what a technical achievement that is. ROMANA: A crude form of matter transfer by dimensional control. TRYST: Crude? ROMANA: Well, prototype. And you could have problems with it. TRYST: Problems? But it works perfectly. ROMANA: Nothing works perfectly. TRYST: Oh, yes, but ROMANA: What about the materialisation collision? It's caused all sorts of unstable matter interface. They'll probably affect the dimensional matrix of your machine. TRYST: The what? ROMANA: Have you thought of that? TRYST: Are you claiming superior knowledge? ROMANA: Equal, perhaps. DYMOND: I wish everyone would stop showing off and get something done about my ship. RIGG: We seem to have to have a slight problem, Azure. We're doing out best to sort it out and meanwhile we'll continue to orbit. Rigg out. RIGG: Ah, Doctor. The man from Galactic. DOCTOR: Yes. RIGG: Back so soon? DOCTOR: Yes. I'll tell you something about your man Secker. RIGG: What about him? DOCTOR: He ran away. RIGG: Yes, well, he has been behaving rather strangely. Seems to be in a different world. DOCTOR: Yes. Perhaps he's unwell. Can I have a look at your log and check to see if he's been to any planet where he might have picked up Vraxoin? RIGG: Doctor, this is the milk run. Station nine to Azure, Azure to Station nine. A straight charter for the whole season. DOCTOR: What about one of the passengers? One of them could have been the carrier, so to speak. RIGG: No, Doctor. They've all had prevocation checks. The Azurian authorities insist on it. DOCTOR: Anyone else? RIGG: Tryst. DOCTOR: Tryst? RIGG: Yes. A zoologist. He arrived at Station nine after a long expedition with his equipment and he's looking for a holiday. DOCTOR: Where had he been? RIGG: Well, all over. Oh, but he's all right. We checked him over. DOCTOR: Yes, but I'd still like to know where he's been. RIGG: Yes, and I'd like to know just who you are. DOCTOR: Me? RIGG: Yes. DOCTOR: Well, I told you. I'm from Galactic. RIGG: Galactic went out of business twenty years ago. DOCTOR: I wondered why I hadn't been paid. RIGG: Now that's not good enough. DOCTOR: That's what I thought. Where can I find Tryst? RIGG: Well, he's in the first class lounge. DOCTOR: Good, good. Look, you try and find Secker and meet me in the first class lounge and RIGG: Yes, and DOCTOR: No, no. Do you want this ship repaired or not? RIGG: Well, yes, of course I do. DOCTOR: Well then, just find Secker and meet me in the lounge in five minutes. RIGG: But I DOCTOR: Bye. RIGG (OOV.): Secker, report to the bridge. DOCTOR: Really? Then where did you go? TRYST: We went through the Cygnus gap. DOCTOR: What? TRYST: And then we did a slingshot over to a small system, just three planets, M37. You know? DOCTOR: I do. TRYST: The second planet supports life in a very early stage of evolution. The molluscs, the algae, the primitive insects. I can show you. DOCTOR: No, no, no, that's perfectly all right. I'm just interested in the voyage. It's fascinating. TRYST: Here you are, a copy of my log. I published it to go with my lectures. DOCTOR: The Volante. TRYST: Yes, the name of my ship. DOCTOR: And you invented this marvellous machine to collect your specimens? You know, I knew a man once who toyed with an idea like this. What was his name? Professor Stein? TRYST: Professor Stein? DOCTOR: Yes. TRYST: Oh, a dear friend. He was my mentor. We worked on this idea together before he died, of course. Then we stopped. You knew him? DOCTOR: Yes, well, by reputation. He once gave a seminar on the DYMOND: Doctor, Doctor, Doctor. All very well reminiscing but don't we have an urgent problem to deal with? I'm anxious to be on my way. DOCTOR: Of course. You're extremely anxious to be on your way. DYMOND: Yes. You see, I didn't actually expect a spaceliner to materialise halfway through my ship today. DOCTOR: No. RIGG: Doctor, we can't locate Secker. My men are still looking. DOCTOR: Could you take me to the power unit yourself? RIGG: Well, yes, all right. DOCTOR: Good, good. Tryst, thank you very much for your story. Very interesting. We must have a chat about this machine of yours sometime. TRYST: Yes. DOCTOR: And about the notion of your capturing alien species for your own private zoo. TRYST: Zoo? DOCTOR: Yes. TRYST: No, Doctor, this is important scientific research. I am helping to conserve endangered species. DOCTOR: By putting them in this machine? TRYST: Oh, yes. DOCTOR: Ah, yes, of course. Just in the same way a jam maker conserves raspberries. ROMANA: Oh, don't mind him. He just likes to irritate people. TRYST: Yes, well, he has a right to criticise. I suppose. Still, I'm very pleased to have someone of intellect to speak with again, after such a long voyage cooped up with all the same peoples. ROMANA: How many were on your ship? TRYST: Ah, well, to begin with there was ten, but we lost one. ROMANA: How? TRYST: He died. ROMANA: How did he die? TRYST: He died. RIGG: Did you find out anything from Tryst? DOCTOR: No. K9 checked all the planets he'd been to. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: None of them could explain Secker's condition. RIGG: Are you certain? DOCTOR: Absolutely sure. RIGG: Oh dear. K9: Caution. Area of overlap is highly dangerous. Molecular structure of the two ships is incompatible, causing matter interface. RIGG: What? DOCTOR: Fascinating. The two ships are rejecting each other. Molecularly speaking, that is. RIGG: Like a tissue transplant, you mean. DOCTOR: Exactly. Exactly. Is there another way to the power unit? RIGG: Well, we can try from below the shuttlebay. We'll have to cut our way through. I could put in a request for lasers, have them sent up from Azure. DOCTOR: That won't be necessary. I've got my own equipment. DELLA: What are you doing? ROMANA: Oh, I was just having a look. I hope you don't mind. DELLA: I don't, no. ROMANA: Then why have you switched it off? DELLA: I don't mind. Tryst does. This machine's his baby. Nobody touches it except for him. ROMANA: Has it ever gone wrong? DELLA: No. Why should it? ROMANA: Pff. Lots of reasons. Do you think I could just have a look at that last one? Eden, I think it's called. DELLA: No, not that one. ROMANA: What's the matter? DELLA: It's just that Eden brings back such unpleasant memories for me. That was where we lost the other crewmember. ROMANA: Oh, I see. He was a friend of yours. DELLA: More than that, but it doesn't matter now. Excuse me. RIGG: We won't be able to make it, Doctor. The place to cut through is beyond that overlap. DOCTOR: Where's the power unit? RIGG: Up there. K9: Caution, master. You're entering a matter interface. RIGG: What the devil did that? DOCTOR: I don't know. RIGG: Medics level four. Meet you at the elevator. Move! DOCTOR: K9, see if you can find anything in there. K9: The mist is a matter interface and therefore dangerous, master. DOCTOR: Just go near the edge. K9: Affirmative, master. K9: Sensors will not function in the environment, master. RIGG: Let's get him to the sickbay, quick! DOCTOR: Hello. No wait, please. RIGG: It was an attck by somebody, or something. DELLA: Horrible. But why? RIGG: I don't know. Have you ever seen anything like that before? DELLA: No. No, I haven't. TRYST: Ah, Captain, I get your message. What is the problem? RIGG: Look at this. TRYST: Where did this happen? RIGG: Down under the shuttlebay. Secker was in one of the matter interfaces. TRYST: Yes, that could be the answer. Who knows what forces exist in an unstable zone such as that? RIGG: You didn't hear the scream. Tryst. RIGG: You didn't bring any live specimens on board my ship, did you? TRYST: Oh, no, Captain. I assure you. No, all my specimens are laser crystal recordings. RIGG: Good, good. K9: This way, mistress. ROMANA: How far? K9: Approximately seven metres and closing. ROMANA: Doctor! What happened? DOCTOR: I. Bushwhacked! ROMANA: What? K9: Please clarify. Statement does not compute. DOCTOR: Bushwhacked! K9: Oh. Bushwhacked. Cowardly attck by a person or persons unknown. DOCTOR: Gone. ROMANA: Has something been stolen? DOCTOR: Yes. Someone aboard this ship is smuggling drugs. Vraxoin. ROMANA: Vraxoin! DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: I thought that was stamped out long ago. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: The only known source was destroyed, wasn't it? DOCTOR: That's right. They incinerated an entire planet. Someone's found another source. DYMOND: What is the man doing? He comes up with a marvellous idea then he fiddles about. RIGG: I've got my own problems, Dymond, including a dad navigator. And now the Doctor says he's going to blast his way into the shuttlebay. How do I explain a great gaping hole in the side of the ship? DYMOND: I just wish he'd get on with it. I've got a schedule to keep. RIGG: So have I. ROMANA: Doctor, this machine. DOCTOR: What, the lift? ROMANA: No, not the lift, the CET machine. DOCTOR: What about it? ROMANA: It doesn't just take recordings. DOCTOR: Oh no, the animals themselves are converted into magnetic signals, and their habitats. ROMANA: So he's left bald patches on the planets he's visited? DOCTOR: Yes. The CET machine's just an electric zoo. For cages, read laser crystals. Either way, the animals are trapped inside. ROMANA: I hope so. DOCTOR: What do you mean? ROMANA: Well, you saw how primitive the device was. It's terribly unstable. This ship is full of unstable matter zones. It gives me the creeps. It wasn't just a mirage that attcked Secker. RIGG: klled him. DOCTOR: What? RIGG: Secker's dad. They couldn't save him. DOCTOR: That's a pity. He might have been able to say what attcked him. RIGG: I asked Tryst, but he couldn't help either. DOCTOR: Right, first things first. Romana, you take care of the CET machine. ROMANA: What are you going to do? DOCTOR: Separate the ships. Come on, Rigg. DOCTOR: Well, Captain, you'll have to show us the best place. RIGG: It's a pity we can't get further up there, and I don't want to damage an airseal or cut through a stress point. DOCTOR: Oh, I'm sure K9 will be careful, won't you, K9? K9: Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: Go. Make it as big as you can, K9. RIGG: Very handy, that machine of yours, Doctor. DOCTOR: He's not just a mobile blowtorch, you know. He's saved my life on lots of occasions. b*at me at chess, once. Shush. RIGG: Right, Doctor, give me a hand.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x13 - Nightmare of Eden - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
NIGHTMARE OF EDEN BY: BOB BAKER Part Two Original Air Date: 1 December 1979 Running time: 22:44 RIGG: What the devil was that? DOCTOR: I don't know. RIGG: And what in the name of the suns is it doing on board the ship? First a collision, then a dad navigator, and now a monster roaming about my ship! It's totally inexplicable. DOCTOR: Nothing's inexplicable. RIGG: Then explain it! DOCTOR: It's inexplicable. We'd better put it back. RIGG: It must have been that that got Secker. DOCTOR: Maybe, but Secker was a dad man already. RIGG: What do you mean? DOCTOR: He was taking Vraxoin. RIGG: Oh, no. RIGG: None of my passengers could have brought it on board the ship. DOCTOR: Dymond's ship? RIGG: No, I've scanned it. Still, I'll scan the Empress again. DOCTOR: Yes, the Vraxoin must be found. RIGG: Yes, it's bad stuff. DOCTOR: Bad stuff? It's the worst. I've seen whole planets ravaged by it while the merchants made fortunes. RIGG: Your people knew it would be on board, did they? DOCTOR: What, my people? RIGG: Well, you're an agent, aren't you? DOCTOR: No! I'm the Doctor. I keep telling you that. RIGG: Yes, but who do you work for? DOCTOR: Work for? I don't work for anybody. I'm just having fun. RIGG: Everybody works for somebody. RIGG: If there's any Vraxoin on board, it'll show up on the scan. DOCTOR: Can you check the whole ship with this? RIGG: Every nook and cranny. Nothing in the forward section. DOCTOR: Secker kept his in the luggage area. I took what was left then someone took it from me. After stunning me, that is. RIGG: Who? DOCTOR: Yes, who indeed. RIGG: Nothing. DOCTOR: Is there any possible shield against that scan? RIGG: No, no, no. DOCTOR: Really? RIGG: Well, any shield would be too small to hide any useful quantity of the stuff. DOCTOR: Yes, a small thick tube. Very mysterious. RIGG: But this drug is hardly our most pressing problem. DOCTOR: Yes, I know, I know. We've got to get the ships separated. RIGG: Yes, but how to get through to the power unit? DOCTOR: Yes. You know, there might be a way we can do it using my ship. RIGG: Your ship? DOCTOR: Yes. RIGG: Yes, where is your ship, by the way? DOCTOR: Oh, around. RIGG: Well there you go again. How do I know I can trust you? DOCTOR: Yes. Or I you, Captain. RIGG: Oh, that's hardly the point. DOCTOR: Yes, but who's helping whom? RIGG: All right, what do you want me to do? DOCTOR: Right, when I give the word, I want Dymond to put his ship on full power. Trust me, Captain. DELLA: Romana! Are you all right? ROMANA: I don't know. I think so. DELLA: What happened? ROMANA: Oh. I must have fainted. DELLA: Was it anything to do with the machine? ROMANA: Yes. I was watching the projection, and then I. Oh. It isn't on anymore. I just felt hot. I must have fainted. DELLA: I asked you not to put that particular image on. ROMANA: Yes, I know, but as I was on my own I thought I'd just have another look. Besides, you assured me that it was perfectly safe, didn't you. DELLA: Of course. I'll tell you what. I'll get you something to drink. You look quite pale. RIGG: Ah, Della. DELLA: Oh, hello, Captain. RIGG: That's just what I was after. DELLA: Oh, it's for Romana. She's fainted. I'll get one for you. RIGG: Fainted, you say? It wasn't something she saw, was it? DELLA: No, I think she just felt hot. RIGG: Oh, why don't I just take this one. DELLA: Help yourself. RIGG: Thanks. DOCTOR: I want to get as close as possible. K9: Predict only sixty percent chance of success, master. DOCTOR: Tell me, K9, how is it that, how is it you always look on the black side of things? DOCTOR: Here am I, trying a little lateral thinking, and what do you do? You trample all over it with logic. K9: It is a question of the localised power available, master. I predict DOCTOR: Sixty percent. I heard you, I heard you. But it's worth a try. Now, come on. Let's go and find your mistress. Come on. Come on. DYMOND: I've got to be away soon or I'll lose my contract. A year's work for nothing. Do you realise that? It's all your fault, Captain. You were off course. RIGG: And you shouldn't have been in that sector. TRYST: Gentlemen, please. Blaming each other won't help anything. The only person who seems to be able to do anything constructive is the Doctor, and we must support him. RIGG: Yes, yes. I just wish we knew more about him. You know he's got some bee in his bonnet about drug smuggling on the ship. TRYST: Drug smuggling? RIGG: Yes. There isn't any evidence to back up his suspicions. There isn't a trace of any drug anywhere on the ship at all. Still, I think that's the least of our worries. DOCTOR: Are you sure about that? That creature came through the picture? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: You were right about this machine. It is unstable, and that creature's escaped from its electric zoo. I wonder where it came from? ROMANA: A planet called Eden. DOCTOR: Eden? ROMANA: Do you know it? DOCTOR: Well, it rings a bell. TRYST: Ah, Doctor. I have a message for you. Oh, I'm so delighted that you are taking an interest in my CET machine. DOCTOR: I'm absolutely amazed. TRYST: Yes. Well, it is rather impressive, isn't it. DOCTOR: No, I mean I'm amazed at you, Tryst, using a machine like this when it's still so primitive. The whole thing's utterly unstable. TRYST: Well, I value your opinion, Doctor. DOCTOR: Good, good. I value my life and this machine makes me feel for it. TRYST: It does? DOCTOR: Yes. TRYST: Well, what do you think is so wrong? DOCTOR: Well, at a rough guess I'd say the spatial integrator, transmutation oscillator, hologistic retention circuit. Shall I go on? TRYST: Yes. DOCTOR: Dimensional osmosis damper? TRYST: Er, the what? DOCTOR: You mean you haven't even got a dimensional osmosis damper? Professor, you don't realise how unstable this machine is. TRYST: Yes, yes, all right, Doctor. In spite of your interest, I have decided to shut it off until I've had a chance to make some adjustments. DOCTOR: Well, I'm delighted to hear it. TRYST: Yes, no, no, and it doesn't matter what you are saying, I'm going to switch it off. DOCTOR: Good! TRYST: Yes. Oh, I nearly forgot. DOCTOR: What? TRYST: The message. The separation of the ships. Dymond is waiting for you. DOCTOR: I'm on my way. Romana, off to the TARDIS. I'll give you details later. Tryst! Don't you forget to switch that off. RIGG: You know what, Dymond? The Empress has eaten your ship. Ha ha! Eaten it. DYMOND (on monitor): I don't see why you find it so funny. After all, you stand to lose your Captaincy over this. RIGG: Yeah, I know, I know, I know. I mean, that's funny in itself, isn't it. DOCTOR: Stay there, K9. Stay there. Right then, Dymond. Ready for another try? I want you to put your ship on full power. Not now. When I tell you. DYMOND (on monitor): Right, Doctor. RIGG: Where are you going to be, Doctor? DOCTOR: Here, if it's all right with you. Romana's in my ship. I can keep an eye on things from here. RIGG: Oh, be my guest. DOCTOR: Thank you. Romana? ROMANA (on monitor): All ready, Doctor. DOCTOR: Good, good. We're just waiting on Dymond. K9? K9: Yes, master? DOCTOR: Just in case your prediction is correct, go along to one of the blurred areas and take a reading for me. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Good dog. K9: Success only sixty percent owing to factors of localised energy. DYMOND (on monitor): Ready when you are, Doctor. DOCTOR: Good. Start building up power. RIGG: Well, I'll leave you to it, Doctor. I'm thirsty. DOCTOR: Romana, get ready. What did you say? Romana, get ready. DYMOND (on monitor): I'll have to switch off, Doctor. My ship's breaking up. DOCTOR: No, no. Come on, Dymond, now. Don't lose your nerve. We're almost there. Just a bit longer. DYMOND (on monitor): No, she won't take it! DOCTOR: Romana, switch off. Something's wrong. I'll go and find K9. He's taking a reading for me. DOCTOR: K9? K9, where are you? K9? He must have slipped through. Good boy, K9! A figure in passenger coveralls and dark glasses comes out of a door behind the Doctor. He turns.) DOCTOR: Ah, could I have a word with you, please? WOMAN: What's going on? DOCTOR: I'm looking for a man dressed just like you. MAN: When are we going to land? We've been stuck for ages. How much longer? DOCTOR: Which way did he go? This way? MAN 2: Maybe that's the entertainment? DOCTOR: Excuse me. DOCTOR: Excuse me. WOMAN 2: What's the meaning of this? Why aren't we going down to Azure? DOCTOR: I promise you, everything possible is being done. WOMAN 2: But what are they doing about it? DOCTOR: Here, have a jelly baby and don't forget to brush your teeth. DOCTOR: I only wanted a word with you, whoever you are. You took something from me, old chap. I'd rather like to have it back. RIGG: Little ships in big ships. Ships in bottles. Russian dolls, that's what it's like. You remember those? ROMANA: Yes, I do. I wonder if the people who made them realised they were making a model of the universe? RIGG: A what? Eh? ROMANA: As a primitive concept, you know. TRYST: I don't think the Captain is in a mood to discuss philosophy. Can I get you anything, Rigg? A caffetine capsule, perhaps? RIGG: No, let's talk about life while I await my dismissal and eventual execution for dereliction of duty and I really couldn't care less. TRYST: Oh, come on, Captain. The Doctor may still come up with something. RIGG: The Doctor. The enigmatic, almighty Mister Fix-it. He's failed again and I don't care about that either. ROMANA: Not yet. I'd better go and see what he's doing. TRYST: Oh, please. RIGG: Hey. Hey, it's them. They're the ones who are doing the drug smuggling, you know? So the Doctor isn't going to do anything at all, right? DOCTOR: I just want to talk to you. I promise you, you'll enjoy it. Stop! RIGG: Okay, so the Doctor's an agent. Yes, that's it. He's a narcotics agent. TRYST: And we must give him all the help that we can. Here, drink this. It'll make you feel better. There. And Romana, is she an agent too? RIGG: What if she is? I mean, I don't care. What does it matter? I mean, nothing matters at all. ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: What are you doing? ROMANA: Doctor? Where are you? ROMANA: Doctor! Are you all right? There's a creature in there. It's horrible. We've got to get away. What were you doing in there? Come on! DOCTOR: Romana, stop. Do you know I've just come through an interface? That's no mean feat. I'm not even sure I'm all here. ROMANA: You mean you've been right through to the other side? DOCTOR: Yes, I have, I have. Did you see anyone while I was in there? Coveralls, dark glasses. ROMANA: Well, someone sht at that creature and drove it off. DOCTOR: It must have been the chap I was chasing. The fellow who jumped me in the luggage section. Still, I know something about him now. He dropped his radiation band in the struggle just now. Look. Volante. ROMANA: Tryst's ship? DOCTOR: Yes. DELLA: What's the matter with Captain Rigg? TRYST: Oh, I think he (?) a little too much, but he'll be all right. DELLA: Good. I thought you told the Doctor you wouldn't use the CET again? TRYST: Ah, yes, but I'm using for his benefit, Della. DELLA: Oh? TRYST: Yes. The Doctor is looking for someone on this ship who is carrying Vraxoin. DELLA: Vrax? TRYST: Yes, Vrax. The Doctor is probably a narcotics agent, so we are all under suspicion. So I thought perhaps that we might put our own house in order, as it were. DELLA: How do you mean? TRYST: Well, Della, I've been thinking about Stott, our sadly lamented crewman and your close friend, and his strange behaviour on Eden. Might it be him who discovered a new source of Vrax? But he died, of course, didn't he. DELLA: What are you suggesting? TRYST: No, Della, I'm sorry to do this, but I must be certain about a few things, not the least to eliminate the possibility that the Volante and my expedition was used to transport this detestable substance. Now let us assume, for a moment, that it was Stott. He must have had an accomplice. Someone who would take over from him when he died. DELLA: Are you accusing me? TRYST: No, no, no, I'm not accusing you, Della. I'm just asking you. Was it Stott? DELLA: Of course not. I knew him. He wouldn't do anything like that. TRYST: Then why did he disappear for two hours on Eden, the day before he was klled? DELLA: I don't know. I don't know anything about that. TRYST: Of course. DOCTOR: Rigg said Tryst and Della were the only ones from the expedition to come aboard. ROMANA: A stowaway? DOCTOR: Well, we have to ask Rigg. ROMANA: He's ht the bottle. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: He doesn't care about anything anymore. He just laughs and giggles the whole time, sick grin on his face. DOCTOR: Well, that doesn't sound like drunkenness to me. ROMANA: Vraxoin? Where from? DOCTOR: Well, inside the projection set. It's the only place. Romana, we've got no choice. ROMANA: What do you want to do? DOCTOR: What we have to do. We've got to get inside that machine. Come on. TRYST: Ah, Doctor. Doctor, Rigg has told me about the drugs. DOCTOR: Oh, really. TRYST: Yes. Doctor, I believe I can help you over this problem. DOCTOR: You can? TRYST: Yes. Er. DOCTOR: Romana, please. TRYST: Doctor, I'm very sad to say that I think the drugs were smuggled on board my ship, and I'm pretty certain I know who it was. DOCTOR: You are? TRYST: Yes. One of my crew. But he was klled. But I think he passed the drugs on before he died. DOCTOR: Yes. TRYST: Yes. To Della. DOCTOR: What! TRYST: I question her, of course, but she wouldn't admit it. DOCTOR: Well, maybe it's because she's innocent. How'd you know she did it? TRYST: Doctor DYMOND (OOV.): Calling the Doctor. Would the Doctor please report to the bridge immediately. DOCTOR: Thank you, Tryst. DOCTOR: Did you hear that? ROMANA: Della, indeed. K9: Have located power unit. Awaiting instructions, master. DYMOND: Ah, Doctor. This is Waterguard Fisk and Landing Officer Costa of the Azurian Excise. I've been telling them DOCTOR: Good, good. Now listen. FISK: Can I see your ident plaque? DOCTOR: Can I just tell you something, please? FISK: Let me see it. Now. DOCTOR: On this ship FISK: The plaque, please, sir. COSTA: (to Romana) And yours, please. ROMANA: I haven't got one. DOCTOR: Neither have I. FISK: That's extremely serious. DOCTOR: Drugs. Vraxoin. FISK: Names and dates of birth. Come on, come on. ROMANA: Romana. FISK: Romana who? DOCTOR: Will you please listen? Someone aboard this ship is smuggling drugs. COSTA: Name and date of birth. DOCTOR: Well how would I know? I don't even know who he is yet. COSTA: Your name and date of birth. DOCTOR: Oh, well, I'm called the Doctor. Date of birth difficult to remember. Sometime quite soon, I think. FISK: I would advise you not to play the fool with us. ROMANA: We wouldn't want to. DOCTOR: Would you please listen? Vraxoin is the biggest k*ller drug in existence and it's on this ship! FISK: All in good time. DOCTOR: There's no good time. The criminals must be caught. FISK: Costa. COSTA: Right. I'll start with you. COSTA: She's clean. DOCTOR: You're wasting your time. FISK: What is it? COSTA: Vraxoin. Traces of it in his pocket. FISK: So, the criminals must be caught, eh, Doctor? DOCTOR: Oh, for heaven's sake, Fisk FISK: You're under arrest. DOCTOR: All right. Can I just say one thing at this moment? FISK: Well? DOCTOR: It's simply that. Look! DOCTOR: We've only got a few seconds. DOCTOR: Quick, Romana. CET machine, quickly. ROMANA: It's running. DOCTOR: Get me Eden. ROMANA: Now what do we do? DOCTOR: Test that theory of mine. Come on. ROMANA: But we can't. It's unstable! DOCTOR: Come on, Romana. We must, we must. ROMANA: We'll get torn apart. DOCTOR: We've got no alternative. Come on. Come on.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x14 - Nightmare of Eden - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
NIGHTMARE OF EDEN BY: BOB BAKER Part Three Original Air Date: 8 December 1979 Running time: 24:06 DOCTOR: Well, how do you like Eden? ROMANA: I don't. DOCTOR: Might give us a few answer, though. ROMANA: Which way? DOCTOR: Let's go east. ROMANA: How do you know which way is east? DOCTOR: Well, I don't. We'll go that way and we'll call it east. ROMANA: Why not call it north? DOCTOR: All right, we'll call it north. ROMANA: North-east? DOCTOR: (quietly) Can we go, please? FISK: Doctor! FISK: Come on, you may as well give yourself up. COSTA: There must be another way out of here. DYMOND: I don't know. FISK: There's got to be. What's that? DYMOND: It's a door. FISK: It's locked. Get Tryst. ROMANA: How did you know we could get into the projection? DOCTOR: The same way I knew we could get into the TARDIS. Tryst doesn't realise what he's stumbled on. At least, I don't think he has. ROMANA: A relative dimensional field? DOCTOR: Yes. All this is recorded on laser crystal. When it's played back ROMANA: It's restructured on an intradimensional matrix. DOCTOR: Yes, well, roughly speaking. ROMANA: So without the dimensional osmosis damper, everything gets mixed up together and we can just walk straight into the projection. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: And anything else can just walk straight out. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: I've never met such idiots as those customs men. DOCTOR: Idiots? They're worse than idiots, they're bureaucrats. They just exist to tangle people up, wrap them round and round in red tape until they can't move. Romana? ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: I can't move. DOCTOR: Don't wriggle, don't wriggle. It'll realise it's got dinner. ROMANA: Dinner? DOCTOR: Yes. It eats people. ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: Quick, over there. The root. ROMANA: Root? DOCTOR: Root, root! ROMANA: Are you all right? DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Let's get out of here. DOCTOR: You know, that didn't taste at all bad. TRYST: I can't turn it off. The selector's gone. It's difficult to believe the Doctor would do this. Why? FISK: The man is a criminal, that's why. TRYST: I don't see the logical connection. FISK: Well, criminals are like that. TRYST: Oh. FISK: Now, this other exit, can you open it? TRYST: It leads to the first class bathroom. The Doctor couldn't open it, it opens by personal key. FISK: It's the only way he can TRYST: I think the Doctor is in serious trouble, Dymond. It's a pity. Such a brilliant mind. ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Shush. It's waiting for us to make any kind of sound. DOCTOR: (quietly) It's gone. Now take care. ROMANA: What was that? DOCTOR: I don't know. Hello there, thank you very much. We're terribly grateful to you for saving our lives. ROMANA: Who are you? STOTT: The name's Stott. DOCTOR: Stott! Stott of the Tryst expedition? STOTT: Yes. DOCTOR: Yours, I believe. I'm the Doctor, this is Romana. We're travellers and DOCTOR: Come on, this way. STOTT: I know a safe place. Follow me. DOCTOR: Not bad, not bad at all. How long have you been here? STOTT: A hundred and eighty three days. They left me for dad on Eden. I tried to get back here to call the ship, and I got caught up in the event transmuter. ROMANA: How did you get those marks? STOTT: A mandrel. The thing I saved you from. ROMANA: Mandrel. Doctor, they're called mandrels. DOCTOR: Well, Stott, you've got some explaining to do. A hundred and eighty three days here? STOTT: Yes. I thought I was going to be stuck here for the rest of my life. There were a few times when I felt like blwing my brains out. The hardest thing was being able to look out and see Della. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, quite. Tell me, when did you first discover you could get out of the projection? STOTT: After the accident. Something must have gone wrong with the CET machine. The edge of the projection was shimmering. DOCTOR: Really? STOTT: I decided I had nothing to lose, so I walked straight through it and found myself on the Empress. Then I took one of the passenger coveralls so I could walk about unnoticed. DOCTOR: Why didn't you tell Tryst and Della you'd got out? STOTT: Because of what I am and what I'm doing. DOCTOR: Really? STOTT: I'm a Major in the Intelligence section of Space Corps, on a special assignment to find out who's drug running. DOCTOR: Ah ha. You thought it was me, didn't you. STOTT: For a while. Then I overheard you and Romana talking in the lounge. ROMANA: Tryst thought it was you, and now he thinks it's Della. STOTT: Tryst's a fool. He knows nothing. He didn't even realise his expedition was being used to transport a new sort of Vrax that someone had found. ROMANA: Yes, if you store in on crystal in the CET machine, it can't possibly show up on a molecular scan. STOTT: He must have arranged somewhere along the line for a pick-up. They'd have to get the stuff out of the projection and pass it on. DOCTOR: Yeah. You've got the stuff I had? STOTT: Just a tiny sample. Secker must have found it. He may even have been involved himself. DOCTOR: Yes, but more important is where the main supply is hidden and where it comes from. STOTT: All I know is that it's in Eden somewhere. I've been searching all this time. No result. DOCTOR: Then we've got to get the dimension projection sealed off again, which means doing what we first came to do. STOTT: And what's that? DOCTOR: Separate the ships. Tell me, if we go out of the projection in that direction, do we come to the power unit? STOTT: Yes, you can get out of the projection any way you want. DOCTOR: Good, good. Then that's what we'll do. Come on. Well, come on. K9: Identify. STOTT: Look out, Doctor. DOCTOR: It's all right, he's mine. STOTT: What is it? DOCTOR: It's just a perfectly ordinary electric dog. K9: Master, I have located the power unit. DOCTOR: Good, good. Now listen, K9. This is Stott. He's a friend. All right? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Good. Let's get to work. DOCTOR: Liquid hydrogen, turbopump exhaust, reactor core, pressure shell. Right. ROMANA: Doctor, do you really know how to get this thing going? DOCTOR: Of course I do. I can start anything from a steam engine to a TARDIS. Have you got a match? ROMANA: What for? DOCTOR: I want to jam this switch down. ROMANA: Would a toothpick do? DOCTOR: Perfect. K9: Master, during your absence I encountered alien creatures in this area. ROMANA: Mandrels, K9. K9: Name noted, mistress. DOCTOR: You'd better guard the door, K9. How many were there? K9: Five units, master. DOCTOR: Five! I'd better get a move on or they'll be all over the ship. ROMANA: Hadn't we better deal with them first? DOCTOR: No, no, no. Until the ships are separated and the projection is sab, it'd be like trying to bail out a small boat with a ROMANA: Sieve? DOCTOR: Yes. ATTENDANT: We're doing everything we can. The skipper's got WOMAN 2: We should have been on Azure hours ago. My passengers asked me to represent them, to take our complaint to the Captain. ATTENDANT: You must understand, he's very busy in the emergency. He's doing everything possible to get you to Azure. COSTA: What's going on, Captain? RIGG: Nothing much, nothing much. COSTA: What's happening? What are those things? RIGG: They're a sort of judgment on us all. COSTA: What? I'll have you sht for this, Captain. COSTA: Bridge here. Emergency. The passengers on pallet sixty seven are under attck. All armed crewmembers proceed to pallet sixty seven immediately! (to Rigg) I shall be charging you with gross neglect of duty. The passengers should be your first concern, yet I find you drunkenly looking on as they are attcked and klled! Well? RIGG: They're only economy class. What's all the fuss about? DOCTOR: Is that the one, Romana? Romana, was that ROMANA: Mandrel! DOCTOR: K9! DOCTOR: K9, quickly! STOTT: Doctor, they're coming from both ways. DOCTOR: I've got to get this finished. Romana, did you check the cable to the reactor? ROMANA: Yes, I'm pretty sure it was that one. DOCTOR: Well, check it. I need to be absolutely sure. DOCTOR: It's perfectly all right. It's quite dad. ROMANA: If you say so. DOCTOR: Was it the one? ROMANA: No, sorry. It's the one below. DOCTOR: It's a good thing you checked. I could have caused a spectacular explsin. ROMANA: All ready to go now? DOCTOR: Nearly. Two things. One, I need to know whether the power on the bridge is on maximum. Two, the demat has to be switched on from the TARDIS at exactly the same time I switch on this old gas oven. All right? ROMANA: All right. DOCTOR: Good. FISK: Captain, this ship is a disaster area. I'm placing you under arrest for gross neglect of duty. RIGG: Hey, it's really nice being arrested. FISK: Now, about the, er, mandrels? TRYST: Yes. FISK: Mandrels. We need to seal them off and then destroy them. I'll send for heavy wapon. TRYST: I'd rather if they're not klled, if that's possible. FISK: The things are klling our people, man. What do you suggest? TRYST: Some sort of tranquillising drug? FISK: We haven't got time for pussyfooting around! I can't think why you care so much about such ugly, disgusting things. TRYST: It's all a matter of conservation. If they are klled, the whole species will have gone. FISK: Look, I'm in charge here. I'll do what I think is best. CREWMAN (on monitor): Level B. Two mandrels have got into the fuel section. FISK: Then kll them. CREWMAN (on monitor): Well, we're worried about hitting the fuel tnk if we fre. FISK: You see what I mean, Tryst? Keep them under surveillance, and if they move out of there, destroy them. CREWMAN (on monitor): Aye, aye, sir. FISK: Has the Doctor been seen in that sector? CREWMAN (on monitor): No, sir. FISK: Yes, well, pass the word around that if he offers the slightest resistance to arrest, sht him. CREWMAN (on monitor): sht him, sir? FISK: He's a criminal, isn't he? What else do you do with criminals? CREWMAN (on monitor): Sir. DOCTOR: Stott, I want you and Romana to go back through the jungle. K9, I want you to go back the way you came. K9: Negative, master. Blurred zone still operative. These zones are matter interfaces. DOCTOR: Will you listen to me, please? Stott and I came through one. It's perfectly all right if it's on the edge of a hull. All you need is a little determination. K9: Affirmative. Determination, master. DOCTOR: Good. Now, when you get through, I want you to go back to the demat machine set up near the TARDIS, and when I whistle, you switch it on. Right? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Good. ROMANA: What about you? You're not going to be here when the power unit comes on, are you? DOCTOR: No, no. I'm going to rig myself a little time device. Could I borrow your watch, please? STOTT: Certainly. DOCTOR: Good. Is that on ship's time? Right. Now, I'll give you till 20:25 to reach the bridge and put the power on. I'll set my device so I can escape in good time. ROMANA: What about the mandrels? You won't have K9 or a gn. DOCTOR: I'll have to use my wits. Off you go. Take care. Look out for excisemen. I don't think they like us very much. Off you go then. DOCTOR: Twenty oh one. FISK: I want this ship searched from top to bottom. If you see the Doctor or his lady companion, arrest them. If they resist, kll them. Right, get on with it. DYMOND: Shall I put it on destruct? TRYST: I think not. We'll see how things develop. We'll keep in touch. ROMANA: Look out! DOCTOR: Plenty of time. ROMANA: You go back and guide the Doctor through. STOTT: What about the excisemen? ROMANA: I'll manage. STOTT: Right. DOCTOR: No! No! DOCTOR: Vraxoin. Of course! So that's it. COSTA: How much longer do we have to stay up here? FISK: Until the job's finished. How many casualties so far? COSTA: Here's the list. Twelve dad, twenty nine injured. Enough for a small wr. FISK: You know what this means? COSTA: What? FISK: Almost certain promotion. COSTA: Promotion? FISK: It's bound to be, a situation as big as this. It'll sort itself out and in the end we'll have two tailor-made suspects, the Doctor and the girl. We'll be the golden boys of the day. COSTA: We don't actually know anything about those two. FISK: You found the traces of Vrax in the Doctor's pocket. What more do you want? K9: In position. Waiting. DOCTOR: Twenty twenty-one? I'll never do it. ROMANA: The Doctor's got into the power unit. RIGG: Good, good. ROMANA: We're going to separate the ships now. RIGG: Have you got something for me? Something I need? ROMANA: I must put full power on. Please, let me pass, Captain. RIGG: I must have something for this terrible feeling, don't you understand? ROMANA: I haven't got anything. RIGG: You're lying. I know you've got the stuff, now tell me where it is. ROMANA: Please, let me just set the controls and I'll help you. Now let me go. RIGG: I don't care about the stupid ship, woman. I want something for this feeling! Now you can help me. Please, I'll give you money. I've got money. How much? How much? ROMANA: Let me just get the ship operating, and then I'll see that you get medical help. RIGG: Just a little bit. I know you've got it. Now let me have some or I'll kll you! ROMANA: I haven't got anything! RIGG: Give it to me! ROMANA: Oh, thank you. He was going to kll me. FISK: Well it wouldn't have mattered much, since you're going to die anyway. trffick in drugs is punishable by death on Azure. ROMANA: Whereas bureaucratic mrder is rewarded with promotion. FISK: I didn't invent the rules, I just enforce them. Don't touch those controls. ROMANA: But you don't understand. The Doctor is in the power unit. We're going to separate the ships now. I must operate the drive. FISK: I don't know what you're up to, but I intend to stop you. Touch those controls and I sht! ROMANA: I thought you were going to kll me anyway. FISK: Don't touch them!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x15 - Nightmare of Eden - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
NIGHTMARE OF EDEN BY: BOB BAKER Part Four Original Air Date: 15 December 1979 Running time: 24:31 DYMOND (on monitor): He's done it! Empress, this is Hecate. Full separation has been achieved. No damage to report. Empress, this is Hecate. Respond please. FISK: I read you, Dymond. What are you doing on your ship? DYMOND (on monitor): I came aboard to get a couple of GP gn to help against the mandrels. The ships separated whilst I was here. FISK: Yeah, right. I'll check the Empress for damage. FISK: Good as new. DYMOND (on monitor): Waterguard Fisk, sir. I request your permission to continue my journey. I will not be pressing any claim on the Empress. FISK: No, no, no, no. I might need you as a witness. There's bound to be an enquiry. DYMOND (on monitor): But if I delay my departure for even an hour I'll lose my contract! FISK: Look, Dymond, I haven't raised this with you before, but now I'm telling you officially. When this accident occurred, you, as Rigg rightly pointed out, was in a prohibited area. Now that makes you liable to at least a considerable fine. Now, if you try to get away, I'll nail a writ to your bulkhead! Do you understand, Dymond? DYMOND (on monitor): Yes. FISK: Right. Come back aboard as quick as you can. DYMOND (on monitor): Yes, right away. K9: Operation one hundred percent successful, mistress. ROMANA: Yes, I know, but I can't find the Doctor. Can you locate him, K9? K9: Affirmative. Sensors indicate that the master is not aboard the ship, mistress. ROMANA: What! ROMANA: Della, have you seen the Doctor? DELLA: No, I've been too busy with the casualties. The Excisemen want him sht on sight, and you. ROMANA: Yes, I know. I wonder, could you bare to talk about Stott? DELLA: Why? ROMANA: Well, Tryst told us that you and he might be implicated in the drug smuggling. Now, we know it's not you and Stott, but it would help if you could tell me what happened. DELLA: All right. Stott and I were together. He was acting very strangely. He kept telling me to go back to the shuttle. I could see he was worried. There were mandrels prowling about, but I know it wasn't that. He was looking for someone. ROMANA: For whom? Did he say? DELLA: No. Then it happened. A sht came from the forest. He was only stunned, but a mandrel came out from behind. I ran. I ran. I couldn't help myself, I just ran. I was so afraid. ROMANA: It's all right, Della. Anyone would have done the same. DELLA: The mandrel klled him. ROMANA: How do you know? DELLA: Tryst told me. He showed me a visprint. It was horrible. ROMANA: Stott didn't die. He's here on this ship. DELLA: What? He can't ROMANA: He is. DELLA: But where? I must see him. ROMANA: Not yet. Now, we must find out who is smuggling the Vraxoin. We know it's something to do with the Eden projection. Stott may be able to help us. DELLA: I knew it was him looking at me. In the Eden picture, someone staring out, only I couldn't believe it. I thought I was seeing a ghost. Romana, what can I do to help? ROMANA: First of all, we'd better find the Doctor. DOCTOR: How very odd. How very strange. DOCTOR: How very clever. DOCTOR: The profits on human suffering. FISK: Right. Dymond's on his way. Now, any sign of the Doctor? COSTA: No. They're searching A deck at the moment. TRYST: I think I know where the Doctor went. FISK: Where? Why didn't you say so before? TRYST: You may find it hard to believe. FISK: Make me believe, professor. TRYST: I think he went into the projection. FISK: What projection? TRYST: The CET machine. The image has become an unstable dimensional field. FISK: Oh. If he went into it, he's got to come out the same way. Costa, check the guard on the lounge. COSTA: Right. FISK: I'll join you later. FISK: Tryst, what would the Doctor want inside the projection? TRYST: I can only imagine that one of the crew of my expedition found a new source of this er, what is this thing called? FISK: Vrax. TRYST: Ja, Vrax. Yes, Vrax, and placed it in the transmute location. Yes, then he informed the Doctor. So the Doctor comes on board and makes the pick-up, which fits in with your own wonderful theory, does it not? FISK: Yes, yes. Only, why did he bother to separate the ships? TRYST: Perhaps it's because, as you say, he is a criminal. FISK: That would be it. ROMANA: Did you find anything? DELLA: Only a mandrel. ROMANA: Oh, he must be somewhere. K9: Negative, mistress. I have scanned the ship and I detect no ROMANA: What is it, K9? K9: This way. The Doctor has just come aboard. DOCTOR: Hello, K9. ROMANA: Hello, Doctor. DOCTOR: Hello, Romana. Everything all right? ROMANA: What happened to you? DOCTOR: I got caught in the interface when the two ships separated. Hello, Della. DOCTOR: Look out! Quick! CREWMAN: What were you doing with them? DELLA: Finding out a few things. CREWMAN: Well, you'd better tell Fisk about it. Come on. DOCTOR: Bit uncivil of them, pointing their gn at us like that. ROMANA: They've had orders to sht. DOCTOR: Yes. Tell me, what would you use an inchuka laser for? ROMANA: An inchuka laser can be used to carry thousands of telecom messages DOCTOR: Shush. Could it carry a CET projection crystal? ROMANA: From what I've seen of Tryst's set up, I should think so. Why? DOCTOR: Because Dymond's got a CET projection machine aboard the Hecate with an inchuka laser attached. ROMANA: Then Tryst and Dymond are the smugglers? DOCTOR: It looks like it. The only way of convincing Fisk is to catch them in the act of transferring the Vraxoin. K9: Master, detect units approaching. DOCTOR: Stott, leave it to K9! STOTT: What happened to you, Doctor? DOCTOR: Never mind about us. We know who the smugglers are. STOTT: Who? DOCTOR: Dymond's the pick-up man, and the smuggler's Tryst himself. STOTT: Tryst? DOCTOR: Yes. The Vraxoin's kept on the Eden crystal. They're about to transfer that crystal to the Hecate. STOTT: Do you know what the source is? ROMANA: Yes. Those things. STOTT: The mandrels? DOCTOR: Yes. One of them attcked me in the Power unit. Poor thing was electrocuted, burnt to a powder. STOTT: A powder? You mean? DOCTOR: Vraxoin. STOTT: No wonder I couldn't find it. DOCTOR: Yes. They can make the transference across space by means of the inchuka laser. STOTT: Can you prove it? DOCTOR: Yes. STOTT: How? DOCTOR: I let them do it. DELLA: Tryst, there's a mandrel out there! TRYST: It's all right, Della. Dymond has a gn. DELLA: What are you doing, Tryst? You weren't thinking of leaving the ship, were you? You've got to help the Doctor. You knew the CET was unstable so it's all your fault. You must help them get the mandrels back into the projection. TRYST: Is that what he's doing? DELLA: Yes! TRYST: Good. In that case, I'm right behind him. FISK: Put your hands up, Doctor! DOCTOR: You're arresting the wrong man, you know, Fisk. FISK: That's enough, Doctor. STOTT: Stop! FISK: Who are you? Keep your hands up! STOTT: It's Tryst and Dymond you want. DELLA: Tryst, did you know Stott was alive? TRYST: Alive? He can't be! DELLA: You fired that sht, didn't you, that last day on Eden. TRYST: I didn't want to, Della. He forced the situation on himself. DELLA: You! You're smuggling the Vrax. TRYST: Della, I, er DELLA: Yes is the word you're looking for. TRYST: No, it started just as a little thing, just to help me over a slight financial difficulty. The cost of the expedition, that was bankrupting me! DELLA: But Vrax is destroying people by the millions! TRYST: I had to continue my research! Without me, many of those creatures would have become extinct! DELLA: I think a few million people becoming extinct is rather more serious. TRYST: Ah, but they had a choice. It was their own fault that they became addicted. DELLA: Huh! Like Rigg, I suppose. Did he have a choice or was he tricked? TRYST: That was unfortunate. DYMOND: But necessary. TRYST: No, don't kll him! He's valuable! DYMOND: Tryst, I can't even stop it! TRYST: Della! Get after her. ROMANA: Stop him, K9, quickly! K9: Mission aborted, mistress. K9: More important to protect you as programmed, mistress. ROMANA: Thank you, K9. That was close. K9: Two metres, to be precise, mistress. DOCTOR: Romana, what happened? ROMANA: Dymond sht Della. She's wounded, but she'll be all right. DOCTOR: The callous wretches. They'll be making the transfer to the Hecate by now. FISK (OOV.): All personnel locate and apprehend passenger Tryst and pilot Dymond. They may try to leave the ship. And with reference to the previous order regarding the Doctor, cancel it. TRYST: Is sooner than I thought. DYMOND: Better move. They'll have an interceptor after us. TRYST: I think not. I smashed the communications system. They're cut off from Azure. FISK: If we don't get them on the ship, we've lost them. STOTT: The Empress is faster, isn't she? FISK: There's no pilot, no navigating officer. Could you fly her? DOCTOR: Gentlemen, once more into the DOCTOR: What happened? STOTT: Tryst and Dymond have got away. DOCTOR: They won't go anywhere without the Eden crystal. That gives us a little time. FISK: To do what? DOCTOR: Well, now that the ships are separated, we can at last sab the CET properly. FISK: Good. Isn't it? DOCTOR: Yes. FISK: Yes, but what does it mean? DOCTOR: It means, Fisk, that we can finally clear this marauding menagerie back into the projection, which is exactly where Dymond will want it. FISK: Yes. But what are we going to do? DOCTOR: Give him what he wants. We have to bait the hook properly, don't we? STOTT: Keep them moving. We should meet up with Fisk soon. STOTT: The gn are fading! DOCTOR: I'm going inside now and I may be rather a long time. DOCTOR: Ah. Oh gosh, oh lord, oh Doctor. DOCTOR (OOV.): Steady, steady. This way. Not that way! This. Oh! Oh! DOCTOR (OOV.): Oh, my fingers, my arms, my legs! Ah! My everything! Argh! FISK: It's all over, then. Switch off the machine. ROMANA: No! DOCTOR: Quick, switch it off! DOCTOR: Phew. Well done, Romana. FISK: Well, Doctor? STOTT: What now? DOCTOR: Romana, you've got two minutes fifty eight seconds to rebuild this machine. ROMANA: What, this? DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: CET? DOCTOR: Yes! ROMANA: Are you joking? DOCTOR: Do I look as if I'm joking? Well? ROMANA: Well, I'll need a screwdriver. DYMOND: How's the attitude setting? TRYST: It couldn't be better. Are you ready to get us out of here as soon as I've made the transfer? DYMOND: I can f*re the engine from here. TRYST: Good. I'm ready. DOCTOR: Increase the gain on the modulator. Well? ROMANA: Up five points. DOCTOR: Five points. That's not enough. We're going to need some more power from somewhere. ROMANA: We could put the jump leads on K9. DOCTOR: Good. DOCTOR: Good dog, K9. Come on, put your leads on. Put your leads on. There. ROMANA: Are you connected, K9? K9: Affirmative, mistress. STOTT: What are you hoping to achieve? DOCTOR: I want to increase the range and power of this machine. How many points now, Romana? ROMANA: Ten and building. DOCTOR: Ten and building. That's much better. We're going to be all right. ROMANA: Are you all right? DOCTOR: Yes, yes. It was just a little shock, that's all. ROMANA: They're making the transfer. STOTT: That means they'll get away. DOCTOR: Shush! Quiet, quiet. Reverse the setting on the transmutation reflex. It's all right, it's all right, it's quite safe. ROMANA: They've made the transfer. DOCTOR: So? ROMANA: They'll get away! DOCTOR: Will you please reverse the setting on the transmutation reflex! DOCTOR: K9? K9: Yes, master? DOCTOR: I want you to find the Hecate. Give me her position. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Good dog. TRYST: Good. We've done it. Let's get out of here. K9: Forty seven point three, vector seven niner niner in seven seconds. DOCTOR: Forty seven point three vector seven niner niner. I hope you're right, K9. DOCTOR: Well, good. STOTT: What's happened? DOCTOR: Have you ever heard the expression, hoist by his own petard? STOTT: Yes, but you haven't done anything. DOCTOR: Good, well what FISK: So, Doctor, your plan has failed miserably. There's no way we can catch them now. DOCTOR: On the contrary, Fisk. I've already caught them. There they are, all yours. FISK: But I, I DOCTOR: All I did was increase the range of this machine and brought them back. Matter transmutation, you see. And because the projection's still unstable, all you have to do is pluck them out. FISK: You heard him. Pluck them out. TRYST: Doctor! Doctor, I didn't want to be involved in all this. Tell them. Tell them that I only did it for the sake of funding my research. You understand all this. You're a scientist. DOCTOR: Go away. TRYST: What? DOCTOR: Go away. TRYST: Oh! DOCTOR: Well, how are you now, Della? Good? Good? DELLA: I'm fine now, thank you, Doctor. I'm relieved the nightmare's over. DOCTOR: The nightmare's here, on the Eden crystal. ROMANA: And here's the rest of Tryst's electric zoo. DELLA: It never was meant to be a zoo. It really was a conservation exercise for most of us. DOCTOR: I think the best way of conserving the poor creatures trapped in these crystals is to project them back to their own planets, don't you? DELLA: But you've dismantled the CET. ROMANA: Oh, we've got far more sophisticated stuff in the TARDIS. Do it in no time. STOTT: What about the mandrels and the Vraxoin? DOCTOR: The mandrels have a perfect right to exist. In one way Tryst was right. Humans do have some kind of choice. Let's just hope that no one else discovers the secret. ROMANA: I can only think of one animal who'd be comfortably at home in an electric zoo. DELLA: Really? What's that? ROMANA: I don't think we want to tell them, do we, K9? K9: Negative, mistress.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x16 - Nightmare of Eden - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
THE HORNS OF NIMON BY: ANTHONY READ Part One Original Air Date: 22 December 1979 Running time: 25:41 COPILOT: When are we going to get modern equipment? Proper battleships? When are we going to fight again? PILOT: It's only a matter of a short time now. COPILOT: The computer's malfunctioning again. PILOT: I warned you, you're overloading it. The instructions are quite clear. Until we get new equipment we must reroute all subsidiary functions through the backup computer. COPILOT: But that takes hours to do! PILOT: We're twelve hours out from Aneth. Only another twelve to Skonnos. COPILOT: Be a lot faster if this equipment worked properly. PILOT: Nimon will soon fulfil his great promise to us. PILOT: We must be patient. COPILOT: Patient? Patience is the virtue of the weak. Skonnons are meant to fight, to conquer, to rule, as in the days when these ships were built. PILOT: We'll fight, and Nimon will give us all we need. COPILOT: When? PILOT: When we have fulfilled our part of the contract. COPILOT: Oh, really? PILOT: This is to be the last shipment. COPILOT: The last? PILOT: Yes. Our part of the contract will be fulfilled. COPILOT: With this cargo? PILOT: Yes. COPILOT: I'll go and check it's safe. COPILOT: Weakling scum! PILOT: How are they? COPILOT: Same as the cargo always is. Inferior, craven beings. They'd have to be to surrender to us on an old ship like this. PILOT: The Anethans remember the old days, when these were the most feared ships in the skies. Before we started fighting amongst ourselves. COPILOT: Twelve hours to Skonnos. We can do it in six, right? PILOT: Not without overloading the computer. COPILOT: It can take it. We could do it in nine hours, okay? PILOT: Well, it means cutting out the dogleg round sector L seventy five. COPILOT: It means getting home quickly with this last cargo. PILOT: Well, double check the programme. We mustn't overload it. COPILOT: It hardly matters. This ship will never have to fly again. See? No problems at all. We could do it in six hours. PILOT: Six hours? You said nine hours. COPILOT: It'll make it. PILOT: You blundering fool! You've wrecked it. The atmatic pilot's gone dad. COPILOT: Well, it'll be all right, won't it? We can fly her on manual. PILOT: We're off course already. COPILOT: All we have to do is to find the beacon again. (beep) There, there's the beacon. We can fly back to it. PILOT: We're moving further away from it. COPILOT: Well, push the engines up to full power! PILOT: You blundering idiot! The ship's completely out of control! COPILOT: Steer, blast you! Steer! PILOT: It's not working. There's nothing we can do. TEKA: Seth, what's happening? SETH: I don't know. TEKA: You'll look after me, won't you? SETH: Of course I will. PILOT: The engines! They'll blow! DOCTOR: There. That should immobilise her for the moment. K9: Correction, master. The TARDIS is moving. DOCTOR: When making modifications, it's extremely important to shut everything down except that which is not necessary to shut down. Well, of course. Terribly easy to damage things otherwise. DOCTOR: Ow! Like me, for instance. I'd better disconnect that. Good, that should hold her steady. K9: Repeat, master. The TARDIS is moving. DOCTOR: How can it be? I just completely immobilised her. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Good, good. K9: Still moving, and accelerating. DOCTOR: What? But K9, how can it be? ROMANA: He could be right, you know. DOCTOR: What do you mean, he could be right? How could he possibly be right? He's only a dog, you know. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: We do seem to be moving. ROMANA: Very fast. DOCTOR: Yes. But everything's off. Except what's on, of course. ROMANA: Doctor, what have you been doing? DOCTOR: Well, I've just been trying out a little idea I had for a slight modification of the conceptual geometer. ROMANA: (sighs) This is an old ship. DOCTOR: So what? ROMANA: Don't you think that's a bit dangerous? DOCTOR: No, I don't. What could possibly go DOCTOR: Ow! Wrong. You know, I've simply got to stop saying that. Every single time I say what could possibly go wrong, something goes DOCTOR: Oh! It's uncanny, isn't it? ROMANA: A gravitational field? DOCTOR: There are no planets in the sector. ROMANA: But Doctor, we are moving. DOCTOR: Romana, do you think I'd dismantle half the control systems including the conceptual geometer, the dematerialisation circuits ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: The dematerialisation circuits. Do you think I'd do that if there was the slightest risk of our being brought into a gravitational field? ROMANA: You've immobilised the dematerialisation circuits DOCTOR: It's all right, it's all right, it's all right. Stay calm. Watch. DOCTOR: There we are. Look. Nothing. Blackness. ROMANA: It may be black, but we are moving very fast. DOCTOR: Romana, we're moving very fast. ROMANA: Are we falling into a black hole? DOCTOR: No. It's not pulling hard enough for that. Anyway, there's nothing charted. ROMANA: I hope you're right, because we can't dematerialise. DOCTOR: Fascinating, isn't it? I wonder what it would be like to be crushed to a singularity? ROMANA: Don't stand there wondering, do something. DOCTOR: Hmm? What? ROMANA: Put it together again. DOCTOR: Oh, right, right. K9. We'll put it together again. I need your help, K9. DOCTOR: Ow! You all right, K9? DOCTOR: K9? K9, are you all right? K9! DOCTOR: K9. Come on, boy. Sorry about this, K9. DOCTOR: K9, all you all right? K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Good, good. DOCTOR: It's all right. It's only the defence shields. ROMANA: Only? Can you fix them? DOCTOR: Yes, of course. I can fix anything, given time. ROMANA: Which is exactly what we don't have. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: Look. ROMANA: There is something. It's tiny. How can something so minute have such an enormous gravitational pull? DOCTOR: How interesting. Ha, looks like a spaceship. ROMANA: And we're heading straight for it. COPILOT: Hello, Skonnos. Skonnos, can you hear me? Skonnos. Come in, Skonnos Control. Can you hear me? SOLDEED: I have spoken with the Nimon. SORAK: And what does he say, Soldeed? SOLDEED: He says many things. He speaks of the great journey of life. He speaks of conquest. He speaks of Skonnos rising from its own ashes with wings of fre. SORAK: Does he speak of the new ships? SOLDEED: He says we shall have them, and soon. The new sacrifices from Aneth are the last that he demands. SORAK: Then we really are on the brink of having the promise fulfilled. SOLDEED: I believe we are, Sorak. I do believe we are. The Second Skonnon Empire will be born. DOCTOR: It's no good. I can't fix them in time. ROMANA: You mean we have no defence shields? DOCTOR: Yes. K9: Master? DOCTOR: What is it, K9? K9: Collision imminent. DOCTOR: What? DOCTOR: You were right, K9. We have arrived. ROMANA: Where? DOCTOR: Well, we're jammed up against that spaceship. Pretty battered old ship. Been here for years. Centuries, probably. I think we'll go and take a look. ROMANA: It's not going to be easy to get across there. DOCTOR: No. Ah, here's a notion. The defence shield on the door's on a different circuit. It might be possible to extrude it. ROMANA: How? DOCTOR: Watch. DOCTOR: There. What do you think of that? ROMANA: Well done, Doctor. DOCTOR: It was nothing, nothing. K9? K9: Master? DOCTOR: Romana? ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Let's go. DOCTOR: Ah ha. DOCTOR: Oh, how commonplace. It looks like a crystalline rock of some kind. ROMANA: Hymetusite. DOCTOR: Yes, I do believe it is. ROMANA: Hymetusite is highly radioactive! DOCTOR: What? K9: Master, I detect ultra-radiation level Q seven point three two five. DOCTOR: Thank you, K9. And now? K9: Level falling. Q one point eight six one, falling. DOCTOR: Good. Now listen, K9. We're going to explore this ship and see what makes it tick. K9: Source of radiation probably hymetusite crystalline DOCTOR: Not that sort of ticking, K9. K9: Master? DOCTOR: Listen, I want you to go back to the TARDIS control room and check out all the damage. Inspect all circuits so we see what we need to put right. K9: Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: Off you go then. ROMANA: I suppose it's some sort of freighter. DOCTOR: Oh, yes. No one in his right mind would mix hymetusite and passengers. ROMANA: I wonder where it was heading? DOCTOR: Hmm. Door's locked. DOCTOR: Hello. How long have you been here, eh? Come, it's all right. Don't be frightened. Don't be frightened. Here, have a jelly baby. Go on, go on. DOCTOR: Oh, it's all right. Go on, you show them. DOCTOR: There we are. Now you have one. Go on, you can do it. DOCTOR: No, I'll have that one. Here, pass them round. One each. Now, how long have you been here? SETH: Who are you? DOCTOR: Well, I'm the Doctor. This is Romana. Who are you? SETH: Seth. TEKA: He is Prince of Aneth. DOCTOR: Aneth! That's a charming place. SETH: You've been to Aneth? DOCTOR: Yes, but not yet. SETH: Oh. TEKA: Where are we now? DOCTOR: Nowhere. ROMANA: Where were you going? SETH: Skonnos. DOCTOR: Skonnos? SETH: We are the bearers of Aneth's tribute to the Nimon. DOCTOR: What? TEKA: We are the bearers of Aneth's tribute to the Nimon. DOCTOR: No, that's all right. I heard what you said. I was just thinking what a curious thing to be. SETH: We were on our way to Skonnos when something went wrong with the ship. DOCTOR: What? SETH: It felt as if it went out of control. There was a crash, then silence, and here we are. DOCTOR: Yeah, well, here, as you so rightly say, we are. Huh. SETH: What's that? DOCTOR: Another thing's been drawn into the ship. ROMANA: A gravity whirlpool? DOCTOR: Yes. Sargasso Sea in space. Romana? ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: Suppose, just suppose, someone were beginning to create a black hole. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Artificially, I mean. ROMANA: Can it be done? DOCTOR: Oh, yes. Fix gravity beam, track matter to one point in space, and when there's enough it starts to collapse to a singularity. But who'd want to do that? ROMANA: Is it my imagination, or is the gravity increasing all the time? DOCTOR: I'd say it was increasing. SETH: What's happening? DOCTOR: Unless we find a way of getting out of here, we're all going to be crushed to a singularity. TEKA: What's a singularity? ROMANA: A mathematical point with no dimensions. DOCTOR: Oh, never mind about that. Seth, who's in charge of this ship? COPILOT: I am. DOCTOR: Ah, pleased to see you. COPILOT: Who are you? What are you doing with the sacrifices? DOCTOR: Sacrifices? COPILOT: Sacrifices to the Nimon. Who are you, space pirates? DOCTOR: No! COPILOT: Why should I believe that? DOCTOR: Well, that's a good question. Er, can you get us out of here? COPILOT: Can you? DOCTOR: I might be able to. Why don't you put that thing away and show me your controls? COPILOT: Through there. DOCTOR: Aren't you going to put that thing away? COPILOT: Through there! DOCTOR: Well, all right, if that's the way you want to play it. DOCTOR (OOV.): Though how I'm going to mend the controls with my arms up in the air like this COPILOT: Weakling scum! DOCTOR: Hello, who's that? COPILOT: The pilot. DOCTOR: Ah. COPILOT: He's dad. DOCTOR: What? COPILOT: He crashed the ship. DOCTOR: But the ship hasn't crashed. COPILOT: Well, it went out of control. At least the cargo is safe. ROMANA: He means the hymetusite. COPILOT: I mean the sacrifices. ROMANA: Sacrifices? COPILOT: The Anethans. I have to get them safely to Skonnos, whatever happens. They are our payment in the great contract. DOCTOR: I don't like the sound of that. COPILOT: It doesn't matter what you like the sound of. SOLDEED: Why doesn't it respond? SORAK: Soldeed? SOLDEED: Leave me, Sorak. I'm engaged in important work. SORAK: But sir, this is very important. I don't know how to tell you. SOLDEED: Begin at the beginning and end at the end, Sorak. SORAK: Well, it's the transport from Aneth, sir. The ship bringing the final sacrifices? SOLDEED: What about it? SORAK: It's disappeared. SOLDEED: Disappeared? What are you talking about? SORAK: Completely vanished, sir. The last two routine signals have not yet arrived. We thought it might be just a communications fault, but nothing we can do can raise them at all. There's absolutely no trace. SOLDEED: No trace? Do everything in your power to locate that ship. SORAK: Sir, I have! SOLDEED: It must be found! SOLDEED: The Nimon will have to be informed. DOCTOR: These engines have seen better days. COPILOT: This is a battleship of the First Skonnon Empire. It will soon be replaced. DOCTOR: Well, the sooner the better. It's a right hodge-podge up there. Very old engines patched up with new equipment, a lot of it not really compatible. ROMANA: Sounds like the TARDIS. DOCTOR: Yes. COPILOT: Can you make it work? DOCTOR: The odd thing is, the new equipment seems to be the product of an entirely different technology. COPILOT: Can you make it work? DOCTOR: Have to noticed how people's intellectual curiosity declines sharply the moment they start waving gn about? COPILOT: Can you make it work? DOCTOR: Yes. Oh yes, I can make it work. The question is, can we generate power soon enough to take the ship to escape velocity before we fall into a black hole with an event horizon. COPILOT: A what? DOCTOR: Shush. You just hold the gn steady. Don't tax your mind. ROMANA: Do you think we have enough power? DOCTOR: Not with that fuel. ROMANA: What about the hymetusite? If we could convert the engines, it's an immensely rich energy source. DOCTOR: Brilliant! I wish I'd thought of that. ROMANA: Oh, you will, Doctor, you will. DOCTOR: Ha ha. Take a look. DOCTOR: Now, I've got to go back to my own ship to get some things. I want you to fetch up two pieces of hymetusite to lower into the fuel cell. Look, why don't you give me the gn and then I can keep an eye on myself so that I don't get up to any funny business? COPILOT: Don't you play the fool with me, Doctor. DOCTOR: All right. What do you think, Romana? ROMANA: I think it's possible. You're right, though. It's a strange mixture of technologies up here. DOCTOR: Yeah. Well, listen. As soon as he brings the hymetusite ROMANA: I shall know what to do with it. DOCTOR: Good girl, Romana. Now listen. I'm popping back to the TARDIS to get some gear. Here, take this. You might need it. ROMANA: Er, no thank you. I've made my own. DOCTOR: Oh, really? Really? You made this? Not bad. Bit basic though. Huh. Thank you. ROMANA: Er Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? Oh. Ha, ha. So sorry. ROMANA: Thank you. Look, don't we both want to get out of here? DOCTOR: Now, be kind to them. COPILOT: Weakling scum. You two, go on. SOLDEED: In the name of the Second Skonnon Empire. DOCTOR: K9? K9: Master? DOCTOR: Ah, there you are. How's it going, K9? K9: Damage report almost complete, master. DOCTOR: And? K9: Defence shields are inoperative. DOCTOR: Well, I know that. K9: Dematerialisation circuits inoperative. DOCTOR: We're up a gum tree without a paddle. K9: Define gum tree. DOCTOR: Well, it's a tree that gives gum. K9: Explain use of paddle in gum tree. DOCTOR: You wouldn't understand, K9. K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: How's the dimensional sab? K9: Fused, master. DOCTOR: Gravitic anomoliser? K9: Functioning normally, master. DOCTOR: Good, good. I'll take that, then, and one or two other bits and pieces. Oh, by the way, K9. Skonnon Empire. Does that mean anything to you? K9: Skonnon Empire. Military dictatorship extended over one hundred star systems. Lost in civil wr. SOLDEED: Lord Nimon? Lord Nimon? It is I, Soldeed. ROMANA: It's getting worse. DOCTOR: We're almost there. Get back to the flight deck and switch on the engines. COPILOT: Then what? DOCTOR: Then you wait until I come and give you the signal to start building up power. Hurry! And don't forget to wait for the signal. COPILOT: All right. DOCTOR: Right, now as soon as he switches on the power, you know what to do. ROMANA: Plug the gravitic anomoliser into the main circuit. DOCTOR: Good girl. ROMANA: What are you going to do? DOCTOR: I'm going to move the TARDIS into the hold of this ship, then we can ride out with it, park somewhere and repair it with as much time as we like. ROMANA: Is that safe? DOCTOR: Well, it would be if the dimensional s*ab was working. It's all right, it's all right. K9 said it's just fused. DOCTOR: Hello. Have some more jelly babies. ROMANA: It's going to be all right. We just have to wait for the Doctor. DOCTOR: Not that bit, K9, that bit. DOCTOR: Ow! K9: Apologies, master. DOCTOR: What is it, K9? K9: Gravity still increasing, master. DOCTOR: Yes, that's just what I thought. ROMANA: I don't see why. SETH: Because if we don't send a tribute every year, Skonnos will come and destroy Aneth. ROMANA: With ships like these? SETH: The Skonnon battlefleet is an awesome sight. ROMANA: Have you seen it? TEKA: Our grandparents did, in the days of the first conquest. They say it blotted out the daylight. ROMANA: Well, if the whole fleet's in this condition, a good shout would see the lot of them off. ROMANA: What's that noise? SETH: Must be the ship in flight. ROMANA: In flight? But the Doctor isn't back on board yet. The pilot was meant to wait! Oh, why didn't you tell me we were moving? DOCTOR: We've been abandoned, K9! K9: Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: The co-pilot. ROMANA: Despicable worm! Turn back! COPILOT: My duty is to get my cargo to the Nimon. We're late already. ROMANA: Your duty is to save the life of the man who's just saved yours. COPILOT: We must fulfil our part of the pact. ROMANA: Turn back! COPILOT: The Nimon waits for no man! NIMON: You dare disturb me at this time? DOCTOR: The weasel. K9: Master. DOCTOR: Poor Romana. K9: Master! DOCTOR: What is it, K9? K9: Scanner detects large object approaching at great speed. DOCTOR: Looks like an asteroid. What do you make of it? K9: Estimated mass equivalent to two hundred and twenty million tons. DOCTOR: Two hundred and twenty million tons? That's not an asteroid, that's a planet! K9: Diameter nine six point four kilometres, approaching at a speed of mach nine point three. DOCTOR: Nine point three? It's coming right for us!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x17 - The Horns of Nimon - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
THE HORNS OF NIMON BY: ANTHONY READ Part Two Original Air Date: 29 December 1979 Running time: 25:00 K9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: Estimated time to impact? K9: Master? DOCTOR: How long have we got? K9: Estimated time to impact DOCTOR: That's what I said. K9: Eighty nine point four seconds. DOCTOR: Eighty nine point four seconds. No dematerialisation, no defence shields, and only half power on full drive. K9, I think we're going to find out what it's like to be a cricket ball. Well, it's been a great, great partnership, old girl. K9: Master. DOCTOR: Oh, come on, K9. This is no time for emotional quibbling, you two. You've been a good dog to me, K9. DOCTOR: The best I ever had. K9: Thank you, master. DOCTOR: It's a pleasure. K9: Time to impact now fifty eight seconds dad. DOCTOR: I wish you wouldn't say things like that, K9. Fifty eight seconds dad. Did I say cricket ball? COPILOT: The beacon! We've made it. We're back on course. ROMANA: We must go back. COPILOT: Get away from those controls! ROMANA: We can't just leave the Doctor back there! COPILOT: Get up! Get up. Into the hold. Move! COPILOT: Your friend can rot in his black hole for all I care. DOCTOR: Brace yourself, K9. This is it. DOCTOR: K9? K9? Are you all right, K9? K9: (cough) Affirmative. DOCTOR: How am I, K9? K9: There appears to be no damage to your circuits. DOCTOR: Oh. Oh, good! Good, good. Well, let's hope the same is true of the TARDIS. You're a good boy, K9. DOCTOR: Ha ha! We did it! K9: Please clarify. DOCTOR: Well, I just put a lot of spin on the TARDIS, and the asteroid simply sliced us up out of the gravity whirlpool. Oh, you know, K9, sometimes I think I'm wasted just rushing around the universe saving planets from destruction. With a talent like mine, I might have been a great slow bowler. NIMON: You dare to speak to me of failure? Be mindful of the terms of the pact, Soldeed. SOLDEED: I am, Lord Nimon. NIMON: Be mindful of what you have undertaken to perform. The tributes must be brought before me. SOLDEED: They will be, Lord Nimon. NIMON: There can be no stumbling in the great journey of life. SOLDEED: Indeed not, Lord Nimon. We shall trace the ship. It is just possible the Anethans have attcked her to rescue the prisoners. NIMON: And what have you done to exact vengeance and reparation for such a deed? SOLDEED: Nothing as yet, Lord Nimon. I came to you as soon as I heard the news. NIMON: You are idle, Soldeed. Neglectful of your undertakings. SOLDEED: No, Lord Nimon. We have very nearly fulfilled our half of the contract. The condition of our ships makes it difficult for us to attck Aneth. If you would advance us a little of that technology you have promised us, we could complete our agreement and claim reparation from Aneth for both of us. NIMON: No, Soldeed. The terms of our agreement are very clear. You are buying from me the power to conquer a galaxy. I will be paid in full. SOLDEED: But, Lord Nimon NIMON: In full! SORAK: Soldeed? SOLDEED: I have spoken with the Nimon. SORAK: And what does the Nimon say? SOLDEED: He speaks of many things. He speaks of the great journey of life. SORAK: Again? What does he mean by the great journey of life? SOLDEED: Mean? It is, it is a metaphor. SORAK: For what? SOLDEED: He also speaks of a retribution he shall exact from you, Sorak, if you do not find that ship or get a fresh shipment of sacrifices from Aneth immediately. We must attck Aneth. SORAK: But Soldeed. SOLDEED: We must do it, Sorak. ROMANA: With eight of us it should be possible to overpower him and take over the ship. SETH: It would be no use. ROMANA: Of course it would! I can fly the ship. We go back for the Doctor then we take you all home, back to Aneth and your families. TEKA: No! SETH: We must go to Skonnos for the sake of Aneth and our families. TEKA: If we don't go, the Nimon will destroy Aneth. The only way we can be free and our people stop living in fear is to defeat the Nimon. SETH: Quiet, Teka. No one must know. ROMANA: No one must know what? TEKA: Seth is going to destroy the Nimon and take us home in triumph! His father's keeping a lookout so that he can have a welcome party ready. ROMANA: He might not be so optimistic if he could see this lot. Well, you can hang around. I'm going to find a way out. SETH: What's the matter? ROMANA: The sonic screwdriver. I must have left it behind. SORAK: Soldeed. SOLDEED: Well? Have you arranged for another ship to attck Aneth? SORAK: No, sir. It's the lost ship. We've located it! SOLDEED: What? SORAK: It's reappeared on the scanners. We've just had a signal. Apparently they had some sort of accident. The captain was klled, but it's all right now. And they're due to dock in two hours. SOLDEED: Prepare for the ceremony at once. SORAK: Yes, sir. SOLDEED: The great pact nears it's completion! The Nimon be praised! Skonnos shall rise and conquer! ROMANA: So what is this Nimon? TEKA: The great god of Skonnos. They say he's a terrible creature with awesome powers. SETH: If we don't pay tribute, the Nimon will destroy us. ROMANA: Sounds like an insecure personality to me. SETH: He lives in the power complex. ROMANA: That fits. SETH: Anyone who enters never returns, except the one called Soldeed. ROMANA: Soldeed? SETH: Well, yes. The great scientist and engineer of Skonnos. It is he who built the complex for the Nimon. TEKA: They say he's the only scientist left on Skonnos. ROMANA: Really? Why is that? SETH: The great Civil wr. Only the army survived. ROMANA: That sounds like a well-organised wr. SETH: It was then that the Nimon arrived. ROMANA: And started demanding tributes? TEKA: Yes, but Seth's going to change all that, aren't you. SETH: Yes. Yes. ROMANA: You seem to have taken on quite a task. SETH: It is. ROMANA: Well, you don't sound awfully confident about it. I thought you were meant to be the great hero of Aneth. SETH: But I'm not. I don't want to be a hero. I've never wanted to be. It's just that I've chanced to be around when things have happened. I'm not even a prince. I'd run away from home. I was on the road. They found me, and rather than be sent back, I made up some story. The King believed it and, well, here I am. ROMANA: You have got problems, haven't you. SETH: Look, I just have to do what I can. Please, don't tell Teka. ROMANA: Don't worry, Seth. Your secret is safe with me. SETH: Promise? ROMANA: Cross my heart. Both of them. COPILOT: You! I need you to help me land the ship. We're nearly there. Through there. COPILOT: Weakling scum! DOCTOR: Right, K9. Without our gravitic anomoliser, this is the best we can do. Let's give it a try, shall we? Ah, come on, old girl. DOCTOR: That's very odd. Wouldn't you say that was odd, K9? K9: Odd not computable, master. SORAK: I have the honour to present the tribute from Aneth. SOLDEED: Why have they brought only five crystals? There are two missing. Where are they? ROMANA: I can answer that. SOLDEED: Who are you? ROMANA: I'm Romana. Who are you? SORAK: How dare you speak to the great Soldeed like that! ROMANA: I have a complaint to make. SOLDEED: What? ROMANA: Yes, that pilot of yours SOLDEED: Who are you? ROMANA: I've told you. Now where's the Doctor? SOLDEED: Doctor? What doctor? ROMANA: The one that creature left behind. SOLDEED: Who is this woman and where does she come from? ROMANA: I come from Gallifrey, if that means anything to you. SOLDEED: If you speak again, I shall have you eliminated on the spot. Now you, tell me. COPILOT: She's a space pirate, sir. She and her companions attcked our ship. They klled the captain but I managed to drive them off. SOLDEED: Go on. COPILOT: I captured this one, sir, at great personal risk. SOLDEED: Yes, I'm sure. COPILOT: Unfortunately, our engines had been damaged in their attck and I had to repair them. ROMANA: That's a lie. We crashed into his ship, but it had already stopped and the captain was already dad. SOLDEED: Silence. You have been warned. (to the co-pilot) How did you repair the damage? COPILOT: I had to adapt the engines to use hymeTUsite, sir. SOLDEED: HyMETusite. COPILOT: HyMETusite. That's where the other two crystals went. SOLDEED: You had to adapt the engines? COPILOT: Yes, sir, or we'd never have got home at all. And I thought five crystals were better than none. And then there were the Anethans. SOLDEED: Exactly how did you adapt those engines? COPILOT: Well, sir. (silence) SOLDEED: Go on. COPILOT: The fuel cells, sir. I modified the fuel cells. SOLDEED: You are a liar. COPILOT: No, sir. Truly. SOLDEED: You wouldn't have the skill or the intelligence to adapt those engines in a million years. You deviated from the set course, didn't you. Didn't you? COPILOT: It was a computer malfunction, sir. SOLDEED: Your story alters by the second. You endangered the tribute to the Nimon. COPILOT: It was a computer malfunction, sir! SOLDEED: You know the penalty. COPILOT: No, sir! SOLDEED: The Nimon shall deal with you. COPILOT: But sir! SOLDEED: Into the complex! SOLDEED: In the name of the Second Skonnon Empire! SOLDEED: And now, the rest of them. Including her. DOCTOR: Right, here we go again. After five, four, three, two, one. (nothing) Come on. DOCTOR: Ah ha! Success at last, right, K9? Let's try and find our way to Skonnos and recover our gravitic anomoliser. K9: Ahem. Master? DOCTOR: And Romana. Don't forget Romana. SOLDEED: The final tribute at this very moment, gentlemen, is being paid to the Nimon! ALL: The Nimon! SOLDEED: I think you all appreciate the irony that in providing these tributes for us, the planet Aneth has given us the power with which we shall reconquer them and from there go on to build the Second Skonnos Empire! Even now our factories await the secrets the Nimon shall unfold to us. Secrets that will give Skonnos the most powerful fleet of ships this galaxy has seen. The galaxy shall shudder at the name of Skonnos! ALL: Skonnos! SOLDEED: Our fre shall infest their heavens. It shall be the greatest empire the galaxy has seen. An empire of fre, steel and blood! Skonnos shall rule! TEKA: What was that? SETH: Must be the Nimon. ROMANA: He doesn't sound very happy, does he. SETH: I wonder where he is? All these corridors look the same. ROMANA: Don't worry. I have a feeling if we don't find him, he'll find us. SETH: That's what I'm worried about. TEKA: How can you joke about it? ROMANA: Come on. SETH: But, there was a wall here. ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: There we are. Hello, that looks interesting. Reminds me of something. Yes, I think we'll take a look in there to start with. K9: Sensors detect hemispherical defence shield. DOCTOR: Why should that be, I wonder, K9? K9: Strength, seven thousand three hundred megazones. DOCTOR: Yes, just as I thought. Oh well, never mind. We'll just have to land somewhere near it. Somewhere unobtrusive. DOCTOR: Ah, good morning. Or is it evening here? Lovely day, isn't it? Wasn't it? No? DOCTOR: Oh no, not again. How is it wherever I go in the universe there are always people like you pointing gn or phasers or blasters? Now don't do anything hasty. It's just a flying visit. Take me to your leader. SETH: What is it? TEKA: Is it dad? ROMANA: Yes. It's as though something has sucked the life force out of it and left just a husk. TEKA: That's what's going to happen to us, isn't it? It isn't just the hymetusite that's the tribute, it's us as well. TEKA: The Nimon did this, didn't he? Seth will kll him. SETH: If he can be destroyed. TEKA: You'll destroy him. ROMANA: He'll be waiting for us somewhere. SOLDEED: What is this? DOCTOR: Ah, hello. I'm the Doctor. SOLDEED: The Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes. I just dropped in. SOLDEED: Dropped in? DOCTOR: Mmm. You must be Soldeed. SOLDEED: I am. DOCTOR: I thought so. SOLDEED: Release him. DOCTOR: Thank you. I say, that looks interesting. Very interesting. DOCTOR: Having a little trouble with the neutrino converter? SOLDEED: Neutrino converter? DOCTOR: Neutrino converter. SOLDEED: What do you know about such matters? DOCTOR: Oh, I've seen similar things here and there. SOLDEED: Oh, come now, Doctor. This is my invention. DOCTOR: How very odd, how very extraordinary, then, you don't know what a neutrino conversion is. Did you know that someone's building a black hole on your doorstep? SOLDEED: What? DOCTOR: Yes. I got stuck in it, along with one of your spacecraft. SOLDEED: Digging a black hole on my doorstep. DOCTOR: Yes, yes. A good thing I got stuck in it, too, otherwise your ship would still have been there. SOLDEED: So it was you that rescued my ship? DOCTOR: Yes, well, with a little help from my friend. Nice girl. I don't suppose you've seen her, have you? Blonde, about so big, always sticking her nose in things that don't concern her. SOLDEED: No. Why should I have seen her? DOCTOR: I just thought she was heading this way. SOLDEED: I haven't any idea what you're talking about. SORAK: Soldeed, I searched that ship as you ordered, and I found this. SOLDEED: Oh. DOCTOR: Oh, no idea what I'm talking about? How do you explain that, Soldeed? SOLDEED: What is it? DOCTOR: It's my gravitic anomoliser from my TARDIS. (to Sorak) Now, where's Romana? SOLDEED: Out of harms way, where you should be, you meddling fool. SOLDEED: After him, you fools, you dolts! DOCTOR: Unaccustomed as I am to public speaking, I'd like to say one thing and let me make it perfectly clear, I stand before you desperate to find the exit. Can anybody help me? SOLDEED: Doctor, in the name of the Second Skonnon Empire SORAK: He went into the Complex. SOLDEED: But of course. All according to plan. The Nimon will take care of him. Ha ha. Goodbye, Doctor. Bwahahahaha! SETH: Are they dad? ROMANA: No. They seem to be in some sort of suspended animation. This must be the Nimon's deep freeze. TEKA: What's that? ROMANA: Well, by the look of that poor husk in there, I'd guess that the Nimon feeds by ingesting the binding energy of organic compounds such as flesh. This must be his storeroom, his larder. This poor thing must be waiting her turn. TEKA: That's horrible! SETH: Look, what are we going to do? ROMANA: Well, there's no point hanging around here. Let's see if we can find a way out. COPILOT: Oh no you don't. Stay where you are. ROMANA: And what are you doing? We're in this together, you know. COPILOT: You may be, but I'm going to get out of here. Now, get through there. I want you all together. COPILOT: Nimon! Nimon! They're here! I've brought you the tribute from Aneth! NIMON: Who dares call the Nimon? COPILOT: Er, it, it's me, I do, sir. I've brought you the latest sacrifices. NIMON: I need no one to bring the sacrifices to me. COPILOT: They were very rebellious, sir. I brought them all the way from Aneth. They were trouble, sir. Soldeed thought NIMON: He did not send you to bring me sacrifices. He sent you to be excuted. COPILOT: No, really! NIMON: You are a liar and a coward. NIMON: You shall die. COPILOT: Mercy, Lord Nimon. I brought you the tribute!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x18 - The Horns of Nimon - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
THE HORNS OF NIMON BY: ANTHONY READ Part Three Original Air Date: 5 January 1980 Running time: 23:26 DOCTOR: Hello, is this a private party? DOCTOR: Or can anyone join in? So you're the mighty Nimon, eh? DOCTOR: Tell me, Nimon. Tell me, are you really terribly fierce. Hmm? Is it true that you're very, very, very fierce? ROMANA: Get out, everybody! ROMANA: Go! Go! NIMON: The fools. Did they think they could change the course of the great journey of life like this? These can be replaced very simply. The programme will continue. So, you bring me a mere five crystals? It will suffice. ROMANA: Doctor? Doctor? TEKA: Perhaps he went a different way with the others. SETH: Perhaps the Nimon got him. ROMANA: Thank you for that thought. The Doctor will make for the TARDIS. Let's find the way out. SORAK: Have you any idea where it came from? SOLDEED: It is very strange. It has the external appearance of something from a fairly primitive society, and yet quite obviously it is some form of travel space capsule. SORAK: If we could dismantle it, strip it down. SOLDEED: No, Sorak, no. It may be a booby-trap. You can never tell with mysterious contraptions such as this. SETH: Oh, dad end! TEKA: We'll never find our way out, even if there is one. ROMANA: There must be. Soldeed can come and go. TEKA: Won't be long before the Nimon finds us and kills us. SETH: He's coming. Give me the blaster, quick! ROMANA: It's no use. It had no effect on the Nimon. DOCTOR: Hello. What are you doing skulking down here. TEKA: It's a dad end. DOCTOR: Oh yes, of course, yes. ROMANA: What about the way you've just come? DOCTOR: Oh, I don't know. You call this a maze? It's a cheat! ROMANA: Shush! DOCTOR: Well, the walls keep changing. ROMANA: There must be some sort of DOCTOR: Just a minute. I saw this place from above just before I landed. It reminded me of something. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: I can't think what. TEKA: If the Nimon comes along, we're trapped. DOCTOR: No, no, no. He'll be too busy repairing his furnace. SETH: Furnace? TEKA: What's that for, burning the bodies? DOCTOR: No, no, he has another use for those altogether. ROMANA: Sustenance. DOCTOR: Yes. SETH: What's the furnace for, then? DOCTOR: Looked like a nuclear reactor to me. ROMANA: Fuelled by your crystals. DOCTOR: Yes, your tribute had a very practical purpose. I think there's something horribly evil going on here. Let's go, shall we? Where are the others? Well? ROMANA: They're with the Nimon. DOCTOR: What! Come on. Come on! NIMON: You may approach with your tribute. Come. You do not wish me to destroy Aneth. DOCTOR: It's this way, I think. ROMANA: Oh, surely not. DOCTOR: Why not? ROMANA: That must lead deeper into the complex. DOCTOR: That's right. SETH: We'll never get out that way. DOCTOR: Well, of course not. Whatever gave you that idea? SETH: What idea? DOCTOR: That I was trying to find a way out. Oh no, we've got to go deeper into the complex. ROMANA: We've got to find the others. DOCTOR: Right. Come on, this way. DOCTOR: Maybe it's this way. NIMON: We have achieved operational power level. The next step in the great journey of life will soon be accomplished. DOCTOR: Ah ha! This is more like it. ROMANA: Doctor, look at this. DOCTOR: Just as I thought. ROMANA: It's quite a powerhouse, isn't it. DOCTOR: It certainly is. What do you make of it? ROMANA: Well, it seems to be some form of transmitter. DOCTOR: Yes, of course, with the horns on the top as the antennae. ROMANA: But transmitting what? DOCTOR: Energy. ROMANA: Of course! That would account for the hymetusite in the nuclear furnace. It's immensely powerful. An amazing bit of engineering. DOCTOR: Yes, but for what purpose? ROMANA: Only the Nimon knows that. DOCTOR: Yes. I think it's about time someone else found out. DOCTOR: Give me that. DOCTOR: Seth and Teka, come here. Take that. I want you to guard the door and look out for the Nimon, hmm? SETH: Right. What do we do if he comes? DOCTOR: Tell me and then run, in that order. SETH: Right-o. TEKA: Don't worry, Doctor. If the Nimon comes, Seth will deal with him. SETH (OOV.): Teka, come on! DOCTOR: Got it! ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Now I know what this place reminded me of when I saw it from the TARDIS. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: A giant positronic circuit. ROMANA: Of course. DOCTOR: And the reason why the walls keep changing is when the circuit's in operation ROMANA: They keep switching. DOCTOR: Exactly. ROMANA: But why? We still don't know what it's transmitting or where to. DOCTOR: Need a computer to find that out. ROMANA: K9? DOCTOR: Got it! K9. ROMANA: But will he be able to find us? DOCTOR: Certainly, certainly. Well, I should think so. I mean, he could follow our psychospores, couldn't he? K9: Master. SOLDEED: It is very strange. It resists everything. It is totally impossible to open. SORAK: You did it! SOLDEED: Yes. SORAK: Look out! K9: Master? SORAK: What is it? SOLDEED: Some kind of machine. SORAK: It's alive! Stop it. SOLDEED: As I thought. Some form of electronic device. Go and see if there are any more inside that mysterious contraption. SORAK: The door appears to be closed again, Soldeed. SOLDEED: Very well. Leave the guards to watch that, and bring this machine to my to my laboratory and have it guarded. DOCTOR: Got it! No, I haven't. ROMANA: I've never seen anything quite like this before. DOCTOR: No. I thought for a moment it was a giant transmat. ROMANA: No transmat pad. DOCTOR: That's right. It's a direction beam of some kind, though. ROMANA: Hmm. It seems to be pumping out energy over vast distances. DOCTOR: Yes. Wait a minute. That's some kind of bearing. Of course! It's focused on the black hole. ROMANA: Our black hole? DOCTOR: Well, we said it was artificially created. ROMANA: From here? DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: But why? What good is a black hole to anyone? DOCTOR: It could be a gateway towards hyperspace. ROMANA: With an exit somewhere else. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Where? DOCTOR: I don't know, but I'll tell you something interesting. When I mentioned the black hole to Soldeed, he didn't seem to know what I was talking about. ROMANA: Ah, well, people often don't know what you're talking about. DOCTOR: Exactly. If Soldeed doesn't know about the black hole, what does he think all this if for? SOLDEED: Power, drawn from the distant stars themselves, to power the new generation of Skonnon ship with which we shall conquer these stars! This is what the Nimon gives us. ALL: Hail Nimon! SOLDEED: Each of you shall command your own fleet and I, Soldeed, shall lead you into battle. ALL: Soldeed! SOLDEED: Skonnos shall rule the heavens! ALL: Skonnos! SOLDEED: Go now, and await your orders. ALL: Skonnos. SOLDEED: To the Second Empire. SORAK: Soldeed, it sometimes occurs to me to wonder exactly why the Nimon is doing this for us. I mean, to be blunt, what's in it for him? SOLDEED: Sorak, you dare to question? SORAK: Well, to speculate, Soldeed. Not to question, merely to speculate. SOLDEED: Sorak, you must understand the Nimon. The Nimon is as a god to us. It pleases him to be godlike, to receive tribute and to grant us power. We want that power, so we give him the tribute he asks, or rather, we get Aneth to do it for us. SORAK: Something for nothing, in fact. That always makes me feel uneasy. SOLDEED: Sorak, you are too scrupulous. You get what you want by giving people what they want. If there happens to be a little imbalance, make sure it's in your favour. The Nimon is simple. Powerful, brutal, yes, Scientifically advanced, yes, but simple in his desires. I fawn to him a little. That satisfies his bestial ego and he gives us what I ask. I play the Nimon on a long string. TEKA: What was that? I think I heard something. SETH: No. No, I didn't hear anything. TEKA: Seth, what are we going to do? SETH: I'll think of something. TEKA: You'll get us out of this, won't you? SETH: If I can think of a way. TEKA: Listen. That was something. It's coming this way. SETH: Go and warn the Doctor. Go and warn the Doctor now! TEKA: Aren't you going to fight the Nimon? SETH: Yes, but not now. Go on! DOCTOR: Come on, K9. TEKA: Doctor, there's something coming. DOCTOR: That was quick. Good old K9. TEKA: No, I think it's the Nimon. ROMANA: Come on, let's get out of here. SETH: It's too late. It's coming. DOCTOR: Quick, come on. Hide! Hide! ROMANA: Doctor, don't. DOCTOR: I want to find out what he's doing. ROMANA: Well? What is he doing? DOCTOR: I don't know what he's doing. Whatever it is he's doing, I think we're too late to stop him doing it. SOLDEED: So you see, Sorak, I have used the Anethans, I have used the Nimon, and I'd use this creature too if I knew how the infernal thing worked. There is power in this, Sorak. Power. It is a monumental piece of electronic engineering. SORAK: But surely, Soldeed, with your skills? SOLDEED: My skills, yes. SORAK: Soldeed, look! The complex. SOLDEED: Sorak, the time has come. From this moment, mark the beginning of the Second Skonnon Empire. With that power, let the onslaught begin! SOLDEED: Calm yourselves, you craven fools. I shall speak to the Nimon. SORAK: Take care, Soldeed. SOLDEED: Sorak, you know I have nothing to fear. In the name of the Second Skonnon Empire! ROMANA: Look! DOCTOR: What? TEKA: What's happening? SETH: I don't know. TEKA: Why don't you know? SETH: I don't know. NIMON: Welcome to Skonnos, my friends. Welcome to the new home of the Nimon race, the next step in the great journey of life. NIMON 2: You have done well, but you're only just in time. Crinoth is finished. NIMON: Now that you're here, come. We can begin the migration with all speed. ROMANA: It's a space capsule. DOCTOR: Yes. SETH: I don't understand. There's no engines. DOCTOR: It wouldn't need engines, would it, Romana. ROMANA: The energy beam. The black hole. DOCTOR: Two black holes. One at the beginning of the journey, one at the end, and a hyperspatial tunnel in between. ROMANA: And that beam providing the motive power. DOCTOR: Yes. TEKA: I don't understand. ROMANA: The Nimons have found a way of leaping across the universe as far as they want, instantaneously. DOCTOR: That's right. TEKA: I thought there was only one Nimon. DOCTOR: So did Soldeed. They've been terribly clever. Fiendishly clever. TEKA: Seth, what's happening? DOCTOR: Invasion. SETH: Invasion. DOCTOR: Yes, it happens all the time. When a race runs out of space or destroys its home, it has to find somewhere else to live. SETH: Skonnos? DOCTOR: Yes. SETH: But it's already inhabited. DOCTOR: Yes. TEKA: Then how many more are coming? DOCTOR: Well ROMANA: To make all this worthwhile, there must be thousands. DOCTOR: Millions. TEKA: What, two at a time? DOCTOR: Well, as more arrive, they'll build more transmats and increase exponentially. You don't imagine this is the only planet that's been tricked, do you? We've got to stop them. SETH: How? DOCTOR: Seth and Teka SETH: On guard again. DOCTOR: Right. DOCTOR: We're going to have to be very clever. Power on this scale could blow the whole planet to bits if I touch the wrong thing. Romana? ROMANA: Yes? DOCTOR: I want to know everything about that capsule. ROMANA: Everything? DOCTOR: Everything. ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: It's all right. ROMANA: Oh, I wish you wouldn't do that. DOCTOR: I think I've found the main power control. ROMANA: Really? DOCTOR: Yes. If I can reverse the flow, the energy will go back to where the space-time tunnel begins. ROMANA: Crinoth. DOCTOR: Yes. I might even be able to send the Nimons back again. ROMANA: Brilliant. SOLDEED: Lord Nimon? Lord Nimon? It is I, Soldeed. SOLDEED (OOV.): Lord Nimon? SETH: Listen. SOLDEED (OOV.): Lord Nimon, are you there? SETH: Come on. SETH: Doctor, there's someone coming. DOCTOR: There, that should do it. SETH: I said there's someone coming! DOCTOR: I said that should do it. DOCTOR: Come on. Ah ha. Romana? You're SETH: Where is she? DOCTOR: She must have been inside the capsule. TEKA: What are you going to do? DOCTOR: Well, I'll have to switch the whole thing back. Let's hope we've got time. SOLDEED: You, Doctor. DOCTOR: It's all right, I can explain everything. SOLDEED: Leave that alone! DOCTOR: No, when you see what happens DOCTOR: Romana. SOLDEED: You meddling fool. You shall die.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x19 - The Horns of Nimon - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
THE HORNS OF NIMON BY: ANTHONY READ Part Four Original Air Date: 12 January 1980 Running time: 26:45 DOCTOR: Seth, well done! SETH: Is he dad? DOCTOR: No, just knocked out. Right, now let's see what the damage is. Oh, I don't like the look of that. Sorry, Romana. ROMANA: Doctor, I. Doctor? Doctor, where are you? NIMON 3: You. NIMON 3: Stop! Pursue her. SETH: Is it very bad? DOCTOR: It's very bad. I might just be able to fix it if I can cannibalise one of the other circuits. SETH: Is there anything I can do? DOCTOR: No, no. You've done enough. It's K9 I need now. DOCTOR: Oh, my gravitic anomoliser. SETH: Will it help? DOCTOR: It might help. You see, it's an entirely different system but it just might be compatible. TEKA: Will it work? DOCTOR: Well, if it's compatible it'll work better than the original. On the other hand, if it's not compatible SETH: What? DOCTOR: There'll be a bang so big you won't even hear it. TEKA: Oh, Doctor, look! SOLDEED (OOV.): Bwhahahahahaha! DOCTOR: He'll warn the Nimon. Quick, after him! SETH: Come on! SETH: Down there, come on. ROMANA: Who are you? SEZOM: I am Sezom. ROMANA: You just saved my life. Are they dad? SEZOM: Alas, no, but they will be unconscious for a while. Who are you? Why are you here? ROMANA: I'm Romana. I'm here by accident. Where are we? SEZOM: This is Crinoth, what's left of it. ROMANA: Why, what happened? SEZOM: The Nimons happened. They have destroyed everything, everyone. Everyone but me. ROMANA: Are you all right? You look awful. SEZOM: My time is almost up. ROMANA: Here, sit down. SEZOM: Thank you. ROMANA: There, how's that? SEZOM: Better. You're very kind. ROMANA: You did just save my life. SEZOM: But I have caused the deaths of so many others. The total destruction of our planet and all its people. I am to blame. ROMANA: Why? What did you do? SEZOM: I allowed the Nimons to come here. I worked for them, became their creature. They promised us technology, peace, prosperity. It ROMANA: Go on. SEZOM: It seemed so easy. Such a small price. ROMANA: Did you have to provide them with some sort of tribute? SEZOM: How did you know that? ROMANA: I've seen something similar. SEZOM: There was only one of them to start with. I never knew what was to come. I swear, I never knew what was to come. It seemed such a small price to pay. ROMANA: It always does. SETH: You stay here. I'll check. SETH: Yes, come on. It's this way. Teka. Teka? SETH: Teka! TEKA: Seth? Seth! DOCTOR: Ah. SORAK: So you have power, do you? Power that even Soldeed cannot understand. SEZOM: They're like a plague of locusts. They seem harmless enough ROMANA: Till they start to swarm. SEZOM: Yes, from planet to planet, sucking each one dry then moving on to another and another and another. Their numbers are multiplying. ROMANA: I've got to get back to Skonnos. SEZOM: Where's Skonnos? ROMANA: It's their next victim planet. I've just come from there. SEZOM: Then you must get back and warn them. ROMANA: It could be easier said than done. Can you help me get back to the capsule. SEZOM: I will try. SETH: Teka! Where are you? DOCTOR: Welcome back, Romana. DOCTOR: Oh, my prophetic soul! NIMON 6: This is Crinoth. NIMON 7: We have not moved. Stay. K9: What is this place? SORAK: It's. You can speak. K9: Affirmative. What is this place? SORAK: It's Soldeed's laboratory. K9: What am I doing here? SORAK: Soldeed brought you here. K9: Kindly remove me from this surface. SORAK: First, give me a demonstration of your power. K9: That was merely a warning. Kindly remove me from this surface. SORAK: Wait a minute! NIMON 7: Something has gone wrong on Skonnos. NIMON 8: The way is blocked? NIMON 9: Prepare the final contingency plan. NIMON 8: That is too dangerous. There are too many of us still on this planet. If it explodes too soon NIMON 9: We have no choice. The great journey of life must continue. ROMANA: What do they mean, final contingency plan? SEZOM: There is no energy left here. They rely on the power plant on the next planet to pull them through. ROMANA: So if anything goes wrong there SEZOM: The only way they can escape is to convert the matter of this planet itself into energy. ROMANA: Can they do that? SEZOM: Yes, but it's a chain reaction. Once it starts, there's no way of stopping it, and the whole planet will explode. ROMANA: After they've gone, presumably. Poor Crinoth. SEZOM: I wonder what's gone wrong on Skonnos? ROMANA: Don't worry about that. If I know anything about the one who caused it, he'll find a way of undoing it. SEZOM: Then you'll be able to get back and warn them? ROMANA: Well, first I have to get back to the capsule. How are we going to deal with the Nimons? SEZOM: I have my staff. ROMANA: Can you kll them with that? SEZOM: No, I can only stun them. ROMANA: And they let you keep it? SEZOM: It couldn't do them any harm when they gave it to me, but they overlooked the fact that I might be clever enough to modify it.) SEZOM: I discovered that Jasonite increased the power considerably. ROMANA: Jasonite? SEZOM: It's a type of rock which carries a powerful electromagnetic charge. I've been experimenting with possible uses for it for years.) SEZOM: I even tried to get the Nimons to help, but they weren't interested. ROMANA: Can I have this? SEZOM: Yes, of course. ROMANA: How are we going to get past them? SEZOM: Subterfuge. SEZOM: Wait. SEZOM: Right. SEZOM: Alarm! Alarm! Crinoth is being invde! SEZOM: The complex is in danger! SEZOM: Well done. Now quickly, into the capsule. ROMANA: Sezom! SEZOM: I, I'm done for. ROMANA: Come with me. SEZOM: No, it's too late for me. ROMANA: Listen. More Nimons. SEZOM: Hurry then, hurry. ROMANA: I can't leave you! SEZOM: Get into the capsule. It's your only chance. Give me my staff. I'll try to hold them off as long as I can. Hurry now. ROMANA: Thank you, Sezom. SEZOM: Go! Go and warn Skonnos and the rest of the universe! ROMANA: Come on, Doctor. Come on! NIMON: Leave those controls. DOCTOR: Ah, hello there. I was just NIMON: Stand aside. NIMON 2: kll him. But not yet. We need to know who he is and what he is doing here. DOCTOR: Well, really, I was just standing admiring the view. NIMON 2: Silence. Later you will be questioned, tortured and klled. DOCTOR: Well I hope you get it in the right order. ROMANA: Come on, Doctor! Come on! NIMON 6: There is an alien creature inside the capsule. NIMON 7: Very well, prepare to blast it open. NIMON: He has reversed the flow of the tunnel. DOCTOR: Yes, you see, well, that's what I was trying to explain. When I NIMON 2: Silence, Skonnon. Did you imagine you could you could prevent the great journey of life? DOCTOR: No, but what I thought was NIMON 2: Switch it back. DOCTOR: Thank you. ROMANA: Doctor, I don't know what you think you're playing at, but. Oh! Help. NIMON 2: Another of the creature. kll her! SETH: Doctor, I've lost Teka. ROMANA: Seth, catch! SETH: What? ROMANA: Jam it between the prongs. SETH: Ah. ROMANA: Now sht it! SETH: What? ROMANA: sht! SETH: What's going on? DOCTOR: Thank you, Seth. ROMANA: The invasion's started from Crinoth. Doctor, switch it back. DOCTOR: I'll do better than that. I'll lock it off for good. Romana? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: I think we're going to be all right. ROMANA: Doctor! DOCTOR: K9! K9: Master. DOCTOR: Well, you took your time getting here. Never mind, now you're here you can make yourself useful. SETH: What is it? DOCTOR: What do you mean, what is it? It's my dog. SETH: Oh. DOCTOR: He's called K9. K9? I want to modify the controls. I want to divert the space-time tunnel and send the Nimons back into the middle of nowhere. What do you think? K9: Affirmative, master. DOCTOR: Good, good. SETH: What about Teka? DOCTOR: Well, if the Nimons got her, she'll be in the larder. SETH: Larder? ROMANA: The room with the nuclear furnace. DOCTOR: I'll meet you both there. Go on, off you go. ROMANA: Right. Come on, Seth. DOCTOR: K9, this is going to be a bit sticky. SETH: Teka! SOLDEED: You, you meddlesome hussy. Do not touch the sacrifices! ROMANA: It's all over, Soldeed. You're finished. SOLDEED: No, the Nimon will fulfil his great promise! The Nimon be praised! ROMANA: The Nimon be praised? How many Nimons have you seen today? SOLDEED: Don't dare blaspheme the Nimon. ROMANA: How many! SOLDEED: Skonnos will ROMANA: How many Nimons? SOLDEED: Three. I have seen three. ROMANA: Well, I've just seen a whole lot more rampaging down the corridor. Face it, Soldeed, you're being invde. SOLDEED: He said he was the only one. The last survivor of his race. ROMANA: He told you what you wanted to hear, promised you what you wanted to have. SOLDEED: So this is the great journey of life? ROMANA: They're parasitic nomads who've been feeding off your selfishness and gullibility. SOLDEED: My dreams of conquest. You have brought this calamity upon me! ROMANA: You've brought it on yourself! SOLDEED: You will die for your interference! ROMANA: Stop him! SOLDEED: You fools. You are all doomed. Doomed. SETH: Teka! ROMANA: Get the others out of here. SETH: But they're dad! DOCTOR: No, they're not, they're just paralysed. K9, get them out quickly. K9: Master. ROMANA: The controls, they're jammed. It's gone critical. It's turned into a bmb and there's nothing we can do about it. TEKA: I knew you'd save me, Seth. I knew it. DOCTOR: Well, you're not saved yet. Come on, let's get out of here before the whole place explodes. Come on! DOCTOR: Halt. Shush. TEKA: You defeated the Nimon, Seth. SETH: Not entirely. TEKA: I knew you would. Now you'll get us out of this maze, won't you? SETH: Doctor, how are we going to get out of this place if no one else has ever managed it before? DOCTOR: Ah, but they didn't have a brilliant tracker dog like K9, did they. He can follow the scent all the way to the exit. Come on, K9. Come on. NIMON: Pursue them! DOCTOR: What is it, K9? K9: Configuration has changed. It will be necessary for me to compute a suitable route as we proceed. DOCTOR: What? Come on, K9. You can do it. NIMON: Pursue them! MAN: There he is. SORAK: What is going on here? MAN: We don't know. K9: This is the exit, master. DOCTOR: What? But it can't be. Try pointing the staff. SETH: Nothing. DOCTOR: In the name of the Second Skonnon Empire! SETH: Nothing. TEKA: We're trapped. DOCTOR: K9, what do you make of that wall in front of you? K9: Question not understood. DOCTOR: There! There in front of you. K9: That is the exit, master. DOCTOR: No, no, the wall. ROMANA: Come on, Doctor. Hurry up. DOCTOR: Shush. Just a minute. K9, is that a wall in front of us? K9: Negative, master. DOCTOR: Then off you go, then. DOCTOR: Ah, a very clever illusion. Quick, everybody through. Quick! Quick! SORAK: This is not possible! Where is Soldeed? SETH: Soldeed's d*ad. TEKA: And the Nimons are finished. Seth defeated them. I knew he would. He's the hero of Aneth. SETH: Teka, please. ROMANA: Get away, everybody. Get away! DOCTOR: Everybody take cover. The whole place is about to explode! ROMANA: Oh, no, not again. DOCTOR: Well, I never finished the modifications to the conceptual geometer. ROMANA: Immobilised again? DOCTOR: Yes, well, what could possibly go wrong out here? ROMANA: You said that once before, remember? DOCTOR: I've said it hundreds of times before. ROMANA: And how may times have you been right? DOCTOR: Oh, four or three. ROMANA: What do you think Skonnos will be like with Sorak in charge? DOCTOR: Oh, not much better. Nasty race of people. Still, they're too busy fending for themselves to bother anyone else now. ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Hmm? ROMANA: Look. DOCTOR: Crinoth. ROMANA: And the end of the Nimons. DOCTOR: Good job, too. ROMANA: I hope Seth and Teka and the others get back to Aneth safely. DOCTOR: I should hope so. I made Sorak give them a ship. ROMANA: Look, there they are. DOCTOR: Poor old Seth. ROMANA: Poor old Seth? DOCTOR: Yes. Well, just imagine the legends Teka's going to build up around him. He'll have to spend the rest of his life trying to live up to them. It's terrible. ROMANA: I suppose that's how legends are made. DOCTOR: Yes. I'm glad this time I reminded them to paint their ship white. The last time anything like this happened, I completely forgot. Caused quite a hoo-ha. ROMANA: What are you talking about? DOCTOR: Hmm? Oh, other times, other places. Well, come on, old girl. There's quite few millennia left in you yet. ROMANA: Thank you, Doctor. DOCTOR: Not you, the TARDIS.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x20 - The Horns of Nimon - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
(TOM BAKER enters the Museum Of The Moving Image and looks about him. He is in the Doctor Who section of the Museum which is filled with monsters and bits of all first seven Doctors era.) TOM: Hello? Hello? (He turns from the EXIT door he is entering the room and spots a dragon.) Hello? Anybody there? (He moves fully into the Museum and spots the exhibits.) Wey! It's a museum! I've always felt at home in museums! (He moves forwards and notices one exhibit in particular - The Giant Robot from his own first story "Robot" in 1974.) Giant Robot! bat you, cock! (He starts to walk down past the exhibits. Next up is the Cybermen - from "Moonbase" to "Silver Nemesis" Cybermen in one form or other.) Cybermen! bat you! (Next is a Dalek which is facing a mirror which gives visitors the ability to enter and pretend to be a Dalek.) Daleks! (TOM blows into it.) bat you! (Next comes Davros - the 1980s version.) Davros! (TOM sighs) I bat him as well. (He turns and starts to walk back sighing to himself.) I was irresistible in those days, irresistible. (He reaches another set of monsters. The first up is the Yeti from Patrick's "The Abominable Snowmen" - 1967.) Yeti. (The next one is gn Robot with an axe from Tom's "Warrior's Gate" - 1980) gn Robot. (This model has a stand with some information and with a button. TOM presses the button twice as it doesn't work the first time, and makes the gn Robot moves with the axe.) No, no, no. (He moves on down the line looking at each of the monsters. The next one is the Vervoids - Colin's "Terror Of The Vervoids - Trial Of A Time Lord III" - 1986) Vervoid. (Sea Devil - Peter's "Warriors Of The Deep" - 1984) Sea Devil. (Ice Warrior - Probably by the look - Jon's "Curse Of Peladon" - 1972) Krarg. (He passes the monster which stands in it's spot (and looks like it was made from coal ) just saying "Krarg" and then totally stops when he realises what he had just saw.) Krarg? (He remembered the story the Krargs appeared in. Slightly shouting.) SHADA! (He shushes himself.) The untransmitted story. Why wasn't it transmitted? Of course, we didn't finish it. Starring Denis Carey and Christopher Neame. Written by Douglas Adams. I thought it was a very good script and there was an invisible space-ship. Douglas said that anybody can design a visible space-ship but to design an invisible space-ship that need imagination. Did he say that or did he say, I think he said genius? Yes, he said genius. Poor old Douglas. I wonder what became of him. (The word "became" triggers off more memories.) That's right. Cambridge. About 1979. Ponting on the Cam. There was a choir on the corner as I biked by, singing "Requiem" or some other train song. Daniel Hill, I heard he become manager of a old people's home. Or maybe he went into a old people home, I can't remember. Or maybe he was always old. I don't know. (NOTE: This refers to Daniel's role in BBC sitcom "Waiting For God" where Daniel was the bossy manager of an old people's home. The show was quite popular at the time.) And Victoria Burgoyne. It was her first television and when she heard it was cancelled. She was so unhappy. She cried a lot. We all cried a lot. We were very sad. (TOM looks up into the sky.) Shada! Shada! Shada! (We fade out but before we totally fade out TOM looks back into the camera and grins.) (ROLL TOM'S TITLE SEQUENCE FROM SEASONS TWELVE TO SEVENTEEN (1974 - 1979)) PART ONE by DOUGLAS ADAMS would have been transmitted - 19 January 1980 1. SPACE STATION, EXTERIOR (We see a Space Station which is parked near a red star.) 2. CONTROL ROOM (Round the walls of the big Control Room are arrays of equipment. Mostly TV Monitors, Computers and Control Consoles... But the most interesting thing in the room is a large white cone, about the height of a man. The cone has small recesses for a humanoid to sit down in and each of the recesses are filled with a man. In the central of the cone there sits a small sphere (no much bigger than a hand.) Nearby is a screen and it is mirrored at the bottom of the cone. On the screen with a little beep of noise per second is a counter in roman numerals counting down from thirty on a red screen. We move about the faces of the men in the recesses of the machine, and each man, bar one, is slightly filled with strain but all of them has their eyes closed. All of them, bar the one who looks normal, is dressed in a sort of white track suit affair, to emphasise their impersonality. The other is dressed in a smaller white suit, open at the neck and has silver lining. We reach the other face, who has two main scars - one on the forehead and the other, main, scar from his right eye to his cheek. We cut back to the counter on the red screen and it is now counting down from III (3). The second it reaches zero, we cut to the other face (SKAGRA) and his eyes open. The screen starts to count upwards (again in roman numerals) on a green screen. The instruments start to register and for the sphere in the machine of the machine start to whisper strange whispering voices. SKAGRA stands up and moves over and checks the dials and instruments while the other men move about in pain and then they all collapse. When the men collapsed the sphere's voices become more louder. SKAGRA moves over and roughly checks a man to see if he was unconscious. He then moves over to another console and checks the instruments there. He smirks and goes over to the main control console and presses buttons and turns knobs. His actions causes a computer voice to start speaking:) VOICE: (oov) This is a recorded message. The foundation for the study for advanced sciences is under strict quarantine. Do not approach. Do not approach. Everything is under our control. (This is obviously a loop, as the message starts again and again. We hear it all the time that we are in the station.) (SKAGRA stands by between the door to the control room and the control console. He raises his hand palm up at the sphere in the centre of the cone. With a small hum the sphere raises itself from the cone and moves itself across to SKAGRA's hand, which is now palm down and the sphere lands itself on the hand. Still carrying the sphere hand out, SKAGRA leaves the room through the control room door.) 3. CORRIDOR, SPACE STATION (SKAGRA, with still the computer voice speaking the warning, calmly walks down the corridor and reaches a door marked "Shuttle Bay". The doors open and he enters.) 4. SPACE STATION (Still hearing the computer voice, we see a highly-futuristic space-ship take off from behind the station and fly off at great speed towards the right.) 5. CAMBRIDGE (A man, CHRIS, about late-twenties is riding his bike through the streets of Cambridge, England.) 6. ST. CEDD COLLEGE (CHRIS rides across the main road and parks his bike in the bike rack and then walks into the college. He opens up a piece of paper and looks at the address in it. He walks off in what he hopes is the right direction. Coming out of a building, he bumps into two students coming the other way.) CHRIS: Excuse me? STUDENT: Yeah? CHRIS: Do you know where P-14 is? STUDENT: Over there. (He points CHRIS in the right direction.) CHRIS: Thanks. (CHRIS walks off in the direction the STUDENT pointed. He walks across the courtyard, past another two students who were talking to a tutor and enter the building on the other side...) 7. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (Here, PROFESSOR Chronotis is unpacking his shopping. He has bought a book, still in its bag, and is taking off his coat and scarf making it clear that he has just returned. He spots the TARDIS parked in a corner of the room but he doesn't seem fazed by having a police box in his room. He moves across and opens up the curtains. He then walks back into the room just as there was a knock on the door.) PROFESSOR: Come in. (CHRIS enters the room. PROFESSOR talks over his shoulder as he enters the kitchen area.) Excuse the muddle. Creative disarray you know. CHRIS: Professor Chronotis? PROFESSOR: Tea? CHRIS: Oh thanks. PROFESSOR: (entering) Just put the kettle on. CHRIS: Er, Professor Chronotis, I don't know if you remember me, we met at a faculty party a few weeks ago. It's Chris Parsons. (They shake hands.) PROFESSOR: Oh yes, of course. Enjoy those faculty dos, do you? CHRIS: Well, you know ... PROFESSOR: Lot of boring old dons talking away at each other, never listen to a word anybody else says. CHRIS: Well, yes. You said that ... PROFESSOR: Talk Talk Talk. Never listen. CHRIS: No, well... I hope I'm not taking up your valuable... PROFESSOR: Time? No no. When you get to my age, you'll find that time doesn't matter too much. Not that I expect you will get to my age. CHRIS: Oh, really? PROFESSOR: Yes, I remember saying to the last Master of College but one, or was it the last but two? May have been three. CHRIS: Three? PROFESSOR: Yes. Nice young chap. Died rather tragically at the age of ... Run over by a coach and pair. CHRIS: What was it you said to him? PROFESSOR: Oh. I don't know. Long time ago you know. CHRIS: (doubtfully) Yesss.. Er, Professor when we met, you were kind enough to say that if I dropped round you would lend me some of your books on carbon dating. PROFESSOR: Oh yes. Happy to. Ah, there's the kettle. (He starts to move towards the kitchen again.) You find the books you want at the far end of the bookshelf. Third shelf down. (He is now in the kitchen. CHRIS goes over to the bookshelf. On the way he look rather askance at the TARDIS. He pulls a book down three down from the top. He looks at it. It is clearly not what he expected, and is very puzzling to him.) (oov) Or is it the second shelf down? Second I think. Anyway, take what you want. (CHRIS takes a couple of books from that shelf also, and nods with satisfaction: this is what he had been expecting.) (oov) Milk? CHRIS: Oh. Yes please. PROFESSOR: (oov) One lump or two? CHRIS: Two please. PROFESSOR: (oov) Sugar? (CHRIS looks amazed at the PROFESSOR who comes into the room with two cups of tea.) Ah, Here we are. (He gives CHRIS a cup of tea. However, CHRIS doesn't want to be harassed by the man's eccentricity anymore and glances at his watch and puts his tea down.) CHRIS: Oh, actually Professor, I've just realised I'm going to be really late for a seminar. I'm terribly sorry. Look, I'll bring these back to you next week, is that alright? PROFESSOR: Oh, yes yes. Well, good-bye. (They shake hands again.) CHRIS: Goodbye. Er... actually Professor, can I just ask you, where did you get that? (He points at the TARDIS.) PROFESSOR: That? I don't know. I think someone must have left it there whilst I was out. CHRIS: Yes, well, I'll bring these back as soon as I can... (He leaves.) (The PROFESSOR puts down the teas and sits in a chair. He takes out the book from the bag. It's "The Time Machine" by H. G. Wells. He start to read...) 8. RIVER CAM (At the back of the college, The DOCTOR and ROMANA are in a punt. The DOCTOR in his shirtsleeves and waistcoat is punting while ROMANA is relaxing. A record is playing.) DOCTOR: Wordworth. Brumford. Christopher Smart. Andrew Marvel. Judge Jefferies. Owen Chadwick? ROMANA: (looking up from the book.) Who? DOCTOR: Owen Chadwick. Oh yes, one of the greatest labourers in history of Earth in the first era. ROMANA: Newton, of course. DOCTOR: Oh, definitely Newton. ROMANA: "For every action, there is a equal and opposite reaction." DOCTOR: That's right. ROMANA: So, Newton invented punting. DOCTOR: Oh yes, there was no limits to Isaac's genius. (He chuckles) (The punt cruises under a bridge.) ROMANA: Isn't it wonderful that something so primitive can be so... DOCTOR: Restful? ROMANA: No. Simple. You just push one way and the boat moves in the other. DOCTOR: Oh yes. (We pull back and we see the back of St. Cedd in the background.) ROMANA: Oh, I do love the spring. All the leaves and colours. DOCTOR: It's October. ROMANA: (surprised.) I thought that you said we were coming here for May week. DOCTOR: I did. May week in June. ROMANA: (shaking her head.) I'm confused. DOCTOR: (laughing) So was the TARDIS. ROMANA: Oh, I do love the autumn. All the leaves, the colours. DOCTOR: Yes. Well, at least as something as simple as a punt nothing can go wrong. No co- ordinates. No dimensional sab. Nothing. Just the water, a punt, a strong pair of hands and the pole. (However the second he says that, the pole gets stuck in the mud and the DOCTOR is forced to let go as the punt goes under another bridge.) ROMANA: Pole? DOCTOR: Err. I think it's about time that we go and see if the Professor is back in his room. (While the two Time-Lords are talking we look up the bridge, and looking at them (but just by coincidence) is SKAGRA. He has with him a carpet bag, large enough to be concealing the sphere.) Ask me how. ROMANA: How? DOCTOR: For every action there is a equal and indifference reaction. (We see SKAGRA grinning at the two's troubles and clutches the bag which causes it to start up the thin babble of inhuman voices again. He is still dressed in silver but now had a sort of floppy hat and a long silver cloak. He walks away from us.) ROMANA: Did you just heard voices? DOCTOR: What? (The DOCTOR has got a paddle and is padding like mad for the shore. SKAGRA walks away with a sort of arrogance in every step.) 9. CHRIS'S LAB (NOT MADE) (Full of equipment, lab benches filled with a carbon dating machine, spectro analyser, x-ray, Bunsen burner - the lot. CHRIS enters. He puts down a large satchel he has strung over his shoulder. He goes and checks a couple of pieces of equipment. Then he comes back to the satchel and pulls out some books. He quickly flips through the first couple, and then pulls out a third. He clicks his tongue with annoyance at himself as he realises that this is the first book he picked off the PROFESSOR's shelves, and not one he wanted or meant to take. Still, out of curiosity he looks at it again, with many expressions of puzzlement. He is surprised by two things in particular: first the fact that it is printed in a totally unknown alphabet, and secondly the texture of the paper, which feels very odd to him. He rubs it between his fingers. He even sniffs it.) [TOM appears between the gn Robot and the Vervoid.] TOM: Chris Parsons went to the lab and discovered that one of the books that he had borrowed was written in a totally unknown alphabet. 10. ST. CEDD COLLEGE (The DOCTOR and ROMANA arrive at the College from the outside entrance (the one CHRIS used.) The DOCTOR is now back in his brown coat and scarf and is carrying the paddle that he used to row the punt ashore.) DOCTOR: (in his "guide" mode) Here we are. St. Cedd's College, Cambridge. Founded in the year something or other, by someone someone someone in honour of someone someone someone who's name escapes me completely. ROMANA: St. Cedd? DOCTOR: Do you know I think it very probably right? You should be a historian. ROMANA: (looking very proud of herself.) I AM an historian. DOCTOR: (spotting one of the Porters (WILKIN) sticking something on a notice board outside the Porter's lodge.) Good afternoon Wilkin. WILKIN: (not looking up from the noticeboard.) Good afternoon Doctor. DOCTOR: (half surprised.) Wilkin! You remember me. WILKIN: By yes, of course sir. Took an honorary degree in 1960. DOCTOR: Yes. How kind of you to remember me. WILKIN: That's my job. DOCTOR: And you do it splendidly. Now... WILKIN: Professor Chronotis sir? He returned to his room a few minutes ago. DOCTOR: Oh good. Good. (He starts to move back to where ROMANA is looking about her, with her hands clasped behind her but is puzzled on how WILKIN knows that he wanted the PROFESSOR.) How did you know I wanted to speak to Professor Chronotis? WILKIN: That's who you asked to see when you were here in 1964, 1960 and 1955, sir. DOCTOR: Did I really. I was also here in 1958. WILKIN: (puzzled) Were you sir? DOCTOR: Yes, but in a different body. (WILKIN laughs a little.) WILKIN: Yes, sir. ROMANA: Come along, Doctor. (The DOCTOR gives WILKIN the paddle.) DOCTOR: Nice to meet you, Wilkin. Bye Bye. (The two Time-Lords start to walk off towards the PROFESSOR's room. WILKIN looks at the paddle with a "What am I doing to do with this?" look on his face before moving back into his office.) 11. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The PROFESSOR is still reading "The Time Machine". However like a signal. He stops reading and gets up and goes to the kitchen. Just as he goes out, there is a knock at the door.) PROFESSOR: Come in. (The DOCTOR and ROMANA enter the room and start to make themselves at home.) DOCTOR: He'll ask us if we want tea. PROFESSOR: (oov) Tea? DOCTOR: (laughing) Yes please. Two cups. PROFESSOR: (oov) Milk? DOCTOR: Yes please. PROFESSOR: One lump or two? DOCTOR: Two please. And two sugars. (This causes the PROFESSOR to poke his head round the corner with three cups.) PROFESSOR: Ah! Doctor, how splendid to see you! DOCTOR: And you Professor. (They shake hands.) This is Romana. PROFESSOR: Ah delighted, delighted. I've heard so much about you. DOCTOR: (surprised.) Have you? PROFESSOR: Well, not yet, but I'm sure I will have done. When Time Lords get to my age they tend to get their tenses muddled up. Would you liked some biscuits too? DOCTOR: Well, I wouldn't have said no. PROFESSOR: Crackers? DOCTOR: (laughing) Oh, sometimes. 12. CAMBRIDGE (We follow SKAGRA walking through the streets of Cambridge but we favour the bag.) 13. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (All three Time-Lords now have tea and biscuits.) ROMANA: Three hundred years? PROFESSOR: Yes my dear ROMANA: In the same set of rooms? PROFESSOR: Ever since I retired from Gallifrey. ROMANA: Didn't anybody notice? PROFESSOR: One of the delights of the older Cambridge Colleges. Everyone is so discreet. Now Doctor young fellow. What can I do for you? DOCTOR: (Surprised) What can you do for me? What can I do for you? You sent for me. PROFESSOR: Sent for you? DOCTOR: I got your signal. PROFESSOR: Signal? What signal? DOCTOR: (biting into crcker.) Romana. Didn't we pick up a signal from the Professor? Would we come and see him as soon as possible. ROMANA: Yes. We come straight away. PROFESSOR: I haven't sent you a signal. But it's very splendid to see you. Have another cr*cker. DOCTOR: Professor, if you didn't send that signal... who did? 14. ST. CEDD COLLEGE (We sees SKAGRA walk into the entrance and into the section containing WILKIN's area. WILKIN is still busy with his notice board. SKAGRA stands near the porter and looks into the College.) SKAGRA: (speaks quickly but with the total arrogance of someone who doesn't even know what arrogance means.) You! (WILKIN looks at SKAGRA but turns back - he does not take kindly to this mode of address.) You! (WILKIN decides SKAGRA must be talking to him as he is the only person about and walks over to SKAGRA while making it clear that it is against his better judgement.) WILKIN: (frostily) Were you addressing me? SKAGRA: I want Chronotis. WILKIN: Professor Chronotis? SKAGRA: Where is he? WILKIN: He will not want to be disturbed. He is with the Doctor. A very old... A very old friend. (WILKIN makes it clear on "friend" saying that SKAGRA is not. SKAGRA continues to stare ahead but then marches off back out of the entrance. WILKIN looks at him but a disgusted look on his face.) 15. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The PROFESSOR is pouring ROMANA some more tea.) PROFESSOR: Wait! ROMANA: What for? PROFESSOR: I've had an idea about who might have sent that message? ROMANA: Who? PROFESSOR: Me! DOCTOR: But you just said... PROFESSOR: Yes, I know. Memory's getting a bit touchy of late. Doesn't like to be prodded about too much. But my dear old things, It must been ages since I send it. ROMANA: Told you'd got the time wrong Doctor. DOCTOR: I know, but you're always saying that. ROMANA: Well you're always getting the time wrong. DOCTOR: Professor? PROFESSOR: Yes? DOCTOR: What was it about Professor? PROFESSOR: What was what about? DOCTOR: (patiently) The message? PROFESSOR: I don't know. You've seen it more recently than I have. DOCTOR: Was it to do with the voices? PROFESSOR: What voices? DOCTOR: Well, When I was on the river I heard a strange sound, a sort of babble of inhuman voices. Didn't you Romana? ROMANA: Yes. PROFESSOR: Oh just undergraduates talking to each other I expect. I've trying to have it banned... DOCTOR: No, no, no. It wasn't like that at all. It was the sound of human or ghosts , very quietly... ROMANA: Screaming. DOCTOR: Yes. PROFESSOR: Overwrought imaginings Doctor. No, I remember what it was. DOCTOR: What? PROFESSOR: Delicate matter, slightly. It was about a book... 16. CHRIS'S LAB (NOT MADE) (CHRIS has just set up his Microscope. He is not certain that he should be doing this, but he picks up the book, opens it, and tries to slice a sliver of page with a razor blade. He can't cut the paper. This astonishes him. He takes the book over to a Spectrographic Analyser. He puts the book into it, with the spine folded back so that only one page is actually being examined. He turns the Spectrograph on. After humming for a few minutes it emits a loud bang from inside and smoke starts to pour out of it. CHRIS is horrified and rips the plug out of the wall. CHRIS next moves the book under the old x-ray machine. He watches from behind the shield window as he takes a plate. The book starts to Glow. He hastily switches the machine off and approached the book carefully. He is wearing a full protective apron and it seems most off that he should appear almost afraid of the book. He reaches out to touch it then withdraws as if burnt.) [TOM - same place as before.] TOM: And no sooner as Chris switched on the Spectrographic Analyser to examine the book then smoke start to pour out of it, and then he tried to x-ray the book which immediately started to glow. Chris switched off the book, reached out for it , and hurt his hand. 17. CAMBRIDGE (SKAGRA walks down a little gully between two shops. He pauses outside one of them and peers into the window. He looks at the clothes and it becomes clear that SKAGRA needs a change of clothes to stop looking so conspicuous. A MAN dressed in clothes advertised in the shop comes out and looks SKAGRA up and down, obviously amazed at what SKAGRA is wearing. He moves forward to the car parked outside the shop.) SKAGRA: I say... MAN: Yes? Can I help you? SKAGRA: Maybe you can. (We pull back and after some unheard talking the MAN lets SKAGRA into the car. The car starts to drive off... but suddenly stops halfway down the road.) [The location filming on the story is complete but however, none of the following scene was made but this is the logical sequence (I think) of what happened next.] [SKAGRA, in the passenger seat, opens the carpet bag. To the MAN's surprise the sphere floats up out of it and the thin babble of voices is heard. The sphere presses itself again the MAN's forehead causes him to stop the car. The babble sound increases sharply for a moment, the MAN writhes, and then stiffens in his seat. The sphere then detaches itself and sinks back into the bag. SKAGRA takes over the controls and shoves the MAN's body onto the back of the car.] [This is mostly confirmed with what is shown after and TOM's link:] TOM: (over the car) Skagra opened the bag and the sphere emerged, attaching itself to the Driver's forehead. The Driver, not surprisingly, passed out and Skagra took charge of the car. (We see SKAGRA driving past the college with the babble of voices can be heard again.) 18. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The PROFESSOR is up at the bookshelves and is giving ROMANA three books when he pauses... The DOCTOR and ROMANA are looking slightly alarmed. They all have heard the voices.) PROFESSOR: Did you just hear voices? DOCTOR: I think that... I just heard voices. Romana, Did you just hear voices? ROMANA: Yes, very faint this time. DOCTOR: Anything to do with that book, Professor? PROFESSOR: What? Oh no, no, no. That's just a book I accidentally bought back with me from Gallifrey. ROMANA: From Gallifrey?! You brought a book from Gallifrey to Cambridge. PROFESSOR: (A little cagey.) Yes, just a few knick knacks you know. And you know how I love my books, Doctor. DOCTOR: Professor, you just said that you brought it back by accident. PROFESSOR: An oversight. I overlooked the fact that I decided to bring it. Just for study you know. But as I'm now getting... very old I thought ... DOCTOR: That perhaps I thought that I'd take it back to Gallifrey for you. PROFESSOR: Well now that I'm retired I'm not allowed to have a TARDIS. (ROMANA being the genius and caring person she is makes an "Ahhh" face.) PROFESSOR: Professor, I don't want to be critical but I will. It very risky bringing books back from Gallifrey. They could be terribly dangerous in the wrong hands. Hmm. 19. CHRIS'S LAB (NOT MADE) [TOM doesn't say anything about this bit but in my point of view and in the script book - This is the most logical place that this scene and bit occurs.] (CHRIS is on the telephone talking to somebody in an excited state.) CHRIS: (into phone) Keightley? Hey, yes it's Chris. Listen, I've just ... where? Yes, I'm fine. Listen, the most amazing thing. I've got this strange book. It's got a molecular structure unlike anything I've seen. Yes. I said book. It's like nothing on Earth. And I think I mean that literally. Extra-terrestrial. No, I'm not mad. Listen I've done everything, x-rays, spectrograph, you name it. You don't have to believe anything till you've seen it yourself. Yeah, come on over. Great. See you soon. (He puts the phone down.) 20. CAMBRIDGE OUTSKIRTS (We see the car driving through the outskirts with fields in the distance.) 21. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The DOCTOR and ROMANA are looking through some of the books.) DOCTOR: "On some nights, New York was as hot as Bangkok." (passes the book in question to ROMANA.) I'll read that. ROMANA: Hm. Saul Bellow. DOCTOR: "Once upon a time" (passes) Read that. (The DOCTOR starts to read the third book and is surprised on that was in the book.) DOCTOR: Ahh. "And in the Great Days of Rassilon, five great principles were laid down. Can you remember what they were, my children?" ROMANA: It's just a Gallifreyan Nursery Book. DOCTOR: I know. I know. ROMANA: I had it when I was a Time Tot! DOCTOR: It's very good. PROFESSOR: Oh, no no, that's just another momento. Not the right book at all. Now where is it? Is this the one? (He picks out another.) Oh dear no. Where is it? I know it's here somewhere. DOCTOR: Professor? Professor? How many books did you bring for heaven's sake? PROFESSOR: Oh just the odd two or seven. There's only one that's in any way... DOCTOR: Dangerous? 22. FIELD (SKAGRA stops his car near a field and gets out of the car with the bag. He moves forwards and opens the gate and enter the field and appears to be walking straight ahead. He then appears to walk up some invisible steps As he does so he slowly disappears from the head downwards. We hear a door closing and the rest of him is quickly cut off. He has entered a spaceship which is totally invisible.) 23. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (Books are everywhere now.) ROMANA: Well what does it look like? What's it called? PROFESSOR: The Worshipful And Ancient Law Of Gallifrey. (The name causes the DOCTOR to drop his book.) DOCTOR: The Worshipful And Ancient Law Of Gallifrey. PROFESSOR: Yes. Little book, about five by seven. DOCTOR: Professor, how did that book get out of the Panopticon Archives? PROFESSOR: Well, what I did you see is ... well, I just took it. DOCTOR: Took it? PROFESSOR: Well, no one interested in Ancient History on Gallifrey anymore. And I thought that possibly certain things would be safer with me. DOCTOR: And were they? PROFESSOR: Well, in principle. DOCTOR: (to ROMANA) Excuse me. (He picks the PROFESSOR, who was standing on the steps looking at higher shelves and carries him down.) Delicate situation, slightly. Professor, that book dates back to the days of Rassillon... PROFESSOR: (Ingenuously) Does it? Yes indeed... DOCTOR: It's one of the artefacts. PROFESSOR: Is it? Indeed. DOCTOR: Professor, you know that perfectly well. And you also know perfectly well that Rassillon had secrets and powers that even we don't fully understand. You've no idea what might be hidden in that book. PROFESSOR: Well there's not much chance of anyone else understanding it then is there? DOCTOR: I only hope you're right. But we better find it. Romana? ROMANA: (look at the higher shelves.) Yes? DOCTOR: Little red book. ROMANA: Five by seven. DOCTOR: Good. Good. (The DOCTOR starts to look again.) PROFESSOR: (From another corner of the room.) Could be green. (Both ROMANA and the DOCTOR turns with a "I don't believe it" look on their faces.) 24. SKAGRA'S SPACESHIP, BRIDGE (NOT MADE) (The interior of the ship reflects the sleek and deadly exterior - comfortable in a spartan way. SKAGRA pauses in absolute stillness for a few moments.) SKAGRA: Feed me! (By his side a beautifully prepared serving trolley laden with equally delightful food appears. SKAGRA sits in one of the loungers.) Rest me (He closes his eyes and his head is bathed in a gentle aura for a few moments. The aura disappears. SKAGRA opens his eyes, and looks refreshed and revitalised. He takes something from the trolley and begins to eat.) I have confirmed the location of the book. It shall soon be mine. (Finally we hear what he has been talking to - the SHIP itself. It talks in a woman's voice.) SHIP: Congratulations my Lord. SKAGRA: Tell me of the one called "The Doctor." (A screen on the wall, a bewildering and very fast showing [according to the video] of the DOCTOR's recent adventures from ANDROIDS OF TARA to CREATURE FROM THE PIT. SKAGRA's blinks very fast and it is clear that he is assimilating the material. The process on the screen stops.) He has no more power then the others. Only one has the power I seek, and when I have the book that power shall be mine. Get me the carrier ship. (The screen flickers and resolves into a new image but before it totally resolves we resume on SKAGRA's face.) All goes well, I shall be with you very soon, and then let the Universe prepare itself for me! (Finally we look at the screen. On it is the face of the Krarg commander, a face which seems to be composed of lumps of coal with burning eyes [a close-up of the Krarg model from the Museum.]) KRARG COMMANDER: Everything is ready my Lord. [TOM - Same place] TOM: In his invisible space-ship. Skagra absorbed massive of information about me and then informed the Commander of the flag ship via the communicator that he would be joining him soon and that the universe should prepare itself. The Commander ashore him that all was ready as his image solidified on the space-ship screen...)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x21 - Shada - part 1 - unaired"}	foreverdreaming
PART TWO by DOUGLAS ADAMS would have been broadcast - 26 January 1980 1. SKAGRA'S SHIP (NOT MADE) SKAGRA: Tell me of the one called "The Doctor." (A screen on the wall, a bewildering and very fast showing [according to the video] of the DOCTOR's recent adventures from ANDROIDS OF TARA to CREATURE FROM THE PIT. SKAGRA's blinks very fast and it is clear that he is assimilating the material. The process on the screen stops.) He has no more power then the others. Only one has the power I seek, and when I have the book that power shall be mine. Get me the carrier ship. (The screen flickers and resolves into a new image but before it totally resolves we resume on SKAGRA's face.) All goes well, I shall be with you very soon, and then let the Universe prepare itself for me! (Finally we look at the screen. On it is the face of the Krarg commander, a face which seems to be composed of lumps of coal with burning eyes [a close-up of the Krarg model from the Museum.]) KRARG COMMANDER: Everything is ready my Lord. [TOM - Same place] TOM: In his invisible space-ship. Skagra absorbed massive of information about me and then informed the Commander of the flag ship via the communicator that he would be joining him soon and that the universe should prepare itself. The Commander ashore him that all was ready as his image solidified on the space-ship screen... 2. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The DOCTOR and ROMANA sit in the middle of the book-littered floor of Chronotis' study. They look at the last few books sadly as they realize the book they're looking for doesn't seem to be among them.) ROMANA: Roget's Thesaurus. DOCTOR: British Book of Wild Life, in colour! ROMANA: Alternative Betelgeuse. DOCTOR: Time Machine. ROMANA: Wuthering Heights. DOCTOR: (staring at the start of his next book.) Tandori Chicken for Starters? ROMANA: Sweeney Todd DOCTOR: No sign of the "Worshipful and Ancient Law of Gallifrey." ROMANA: Do you really think it is important? DOCTOR: Of course! It's one of the artifacts. ROMANA: Other than its historial value. DOCTOR: Each of the artifacts was imbued with stupidmous power. The meanings are lost by now but the power remains. And the rituals. ROMANA: I just mouthed the words like everyone else. DOCTOR: What words? ROMANA: You know, at the Time Academy Induction Ceremony - you know - "I swear to protect..." TOGETHER: "..the ancient law of Gallifrey with all my might in vain, I will to the end of my days with justice and with honour temper my actions and my thoughts." DOCTOR: Pompous lot. All words and no actions. ROMANA: That's not true. What about Salyavin? DOCTOR: (surprised) Salyavin? Oh yes. He was a boyhood hero of mine. ROMANA: Really Doctor? A great criminal your hero? DOCTOR: Criminal, yes, but he had such style, such flair, such... ROMANA: Panache? DOCTOR: Yes. A bit like me in that respect. ROMANA: Did you ever meet him? (The DOCTOR is insulted at the suggestion) DOCTOR: I've certainly have not! ROMANA: All right. DOCTOR: He was imprisoned before I was born. ROMANA: Where? DOCTOR: On... (He stops and looks like he knows the answer but can't kick his mind to focus on the information.) Do you know, I can't remember. Professor? PROFESSOR: (oov, from the kitchen.) Yes? DOCTOR: Salyavin. He was a contemporary of yours wasn't he? Where was he imprisoned? (The PROFESSOR suddenly runs into the room, looking very worried.) PROFESSOR: I've just remembered! DOCTOR: I only just asked you. PROFESSOR: What? DOCTOR: Where Salyavin was imprisoned? PROFESSOR: Salyavin? I'm not talking about Salyavin. Good riddance to him! We must find the book. (The DOCTOR shows several books to the PROFESSOR.) DOCTOR: Professor, what do you think we're doing? PROFESSOR: I just remembered! DOCTOR: What?! PROFESSOR: There was a young man here earlier. Came to borrow some books. He might have taken them whilst I was out of the room making tea. DOCTOR: What was his name, Professor, What was his name? PROFESSOR: Oh, I can't remember. Oh dear, I've got a memory like. . . Oh, what is it I got a memory like? What's that thing you strain rice with? DOCTOR: What was his name, Professor? ROMANA: Was he old? Young? Tall? Short? PROFESSOR: (exclaims) I remember! DOCTOR: (excitedly) What? PROFESSOR: A sieve! That's what it is! I've got a memory like a sieve DOCTOR: (tiredly) What was his name, Professor? PROFESSOR: Oh, I can't remember that. ROMANA: (clutching his right arm.) Oh, please try. PROFESSOR: A... A... No, it doesn't begin with A... (He realises it doesn't begin with A, and he moves on to B, with the DOCTOR and ROMANA looking more depressed about this as he rolls on.) B, B. . . B, B. . . DOCTOR & ROMANA: C? 3. CHRIS'S LAB (NOT MADE) (CHRIS' friend CLARE, whom he sometimes calls by her last name, Keightley, has arrived at his lab and is looking over the book for herself. The book's text looks like a mix of a Chinese dialect and a quantum physics assignment sent from Hell.) CLARE: (feeling the paper in the book.) Feels like paper, smells like paper, doesn't behave like paper. Plastic? CHRIS: Not a single polymer in sight. CLARE: Metal? CHRIS: No crystaline structure whatsoever. CLARE: Crystal? CHRIS: If it is, our Mr. Dalton's got a lot of explaining to dor. That's what I mean. Yes, I think it is a crystal, no it can't be a crystal. Half of it's sab all the time, half of it none of the time. It behaves like a super-conductor one minute and blows up my equipment the next. CLARE: What's it about? CHRIS: What? CLARE: The book. What's it about? CHRIS: Well I don't know, do I? Reads like a cross between Chinese and algebra. CLARE: Why don't you ask old whatisname? CHRIS: Well, that's the broom thing to do I suppose. CLARE: Is that why you haven't done it yet? (CHRIS grins He gets his coat. CLARE fills the ketle at the sink.) CHRIS: Make yourself at home. CLARE: (Cheerfully) Thanks (CHRIS leaves.) [TOM, over a picture of CLARE.] TOM: Chris Parsons told his friend, Claire about the book. Claire decided to wait with the book at the lab while Chris went back to the college to discover more about the extraordinary illegible tone. 4. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The PROFESSOR continues through the alphabet.) PROFESSOR: P, Q, R, X, X , Y. . . DOCTOR: Young! PROFESSOR: Yes! Young Parsons! (This clicks the PROFESSOR's memory to provide CHRIS's whole life.) Born 1956, graduated 1978, honours degree in chemistry, currently engaged in Sigma particles. DOCTOR: Where would he be now, Professor? PROFESSOR: Physics Lab! First left! (...heads for the kitchen as though to make some more tea.) DOCTOR: Yes! Yes! Back in two minutes. (Turns back to ROMANA) If I'm not back in two hours, you and the Professor lock yourselves in the TARDIS, send out an all-frequency alert, and wait. Wait! (He starts to leave.) ROMANA: Right! PROFESSOR: (comes back from the kitchen.) More tea, my dear? ROMANA: Lovely, Two lumps! No sugar! 5. SKAGRA'S SHIP (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA enters from a bulkhead door. He is putting the finishing the touches to the clothes that he klled the Man in the car for.) SKAGRA: My appearance? SHIP: Perfectly correct in every detail, my lord. SKAGRA: I am going to retrieve the book. I shall return immediately. SHIP: Very well, my lord. SKAGRA: Have you disposed of the carrion? SHIP: As you directed, my lord. (SKAGRA takes the carpet bag containing the sphere and leaves.) 6. FIELD (SKAGRA appears in reverse order from his entry into the ship and walks towards "his" car.) 7. CAMBRIDGE (The DOCTOR has borrowed a bicycle, and he pedals off towards the Physics Lab, nearly causing an accident. CHRIS is pedalling towards the PROFESSOR's rooms. The DOCTOR and CHRIS almost collide with each other, neither knowing the other or the other's purpose.) 8. ST. CEDD COLLEGE (SKAGRA walks through the courtyard and meets WILKIN coming the other way.) SKAGRA: (politely) Is the Professor alone now? WILKIN: Oh yes sir. The Doctot left a few minutes ago. (SKAGRA with a smirk, goes on his way.) 9. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The PROFESSOR comes out of the kitchen. ROMANA is using a campfire-style cooking prong to warm a biscuit on the heating irons in the wall of the PROFESSOR's Room.) PROFESSOR: Oh dear. ROMANA: What's the matter? PROFESSOR: I've run out of milk. ROMANA: I think that's the least of our problems. PROFESSOR: I feel so stupid about losing that book. ROMANA: Don't worry. We'll find it. PROFESSOR: I hope so. I do hope so. You're shivering, are you cold? ROMANA: No. It's just a feeling. Those voices unnerved me. PROFESSOR: A cup of tea will make you feel better. (Remember the milk situation.) Ah - no milk. I'll just pop out and get some. ROMANA: I don't think that's a very awfully good idea Professor. PROFESSOR: Why not? It's the only way I know of getting milk. Short of keeping a cow. ROMANA: We've got plenty. (Indicates the TARDIS.) PROFESSOR: Ah, splendid! (ROMANA opens the TARDIS door.) Type forty isn't it? First come out when I was a boy. That'll show you how old I am. ROMANA: I won't be a moment. PROFESSOR: Oh yes you will. The kitchens are too far from the control chamber. ROMANA: (smiling at the PROFESSOR.) I've never known the Doctor to use them anyway. (She disappears into the TARDIS.) PROFESSOR: (to himself.) Salyavin. Yes. Good riddance to him. Salyavin. Good riddance. Undergraduates. (This last is in response to the babble of voices which is now audible outside the room. There is a knock.) Come in! (He automatically heads towards the kitchen as usual. As SKAGRA enters carrying his bag...) Have to be lemon tea I'm afraid. No milk at the moment. Girl's gone to get some. (SKAGRA unclips the bag and voices get louder.) How many of there are you for heaven sake? I only got seven cups. (SKAGRA walks to the centre of the room and the PROFESSOR enters, natually carrying seven cups of tea on a tray.) SKAGRA: Professor Chronotis. PROFESSOR: Where are the others? SKAGRA: Professor Chronotis. PROFESSOR: Who are you? SKAGRA: I have come for the book. PROFESSOR: Book? What book? SKAGRA: You know what book. PROFESSOR: I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't got any books. (He sees this as an out and out lie as the room is filled with books.) Thats to say, I have lots of books. What book would you like? SKAGRA: The book you took from the Panopticon Archives. PROFESSOR: What do you know of the Panopticon?! SKAGRA: The Book, Professor! You are to give it to me. PROFESSOR: On whose instructions? SKAGRA: Mine Professor. PROFESSOR: Who are you? SKAGRA: My name does not concern you. Give me the book. PROFESSOR: I don't know where it is. SKAGRA: (with an "Oh Well" attitude.) If you will not give me the information voluntarily, I will... deduct it from you. I am sure there is much else in your mind that will interest me. (As he says the last sentence, the silver sphere rises from the bag of its own accord and floats towards the PROFESSOR. The PROFESSOR looks at it as though transfixed. The sphere suddenly attaches itself to PROFESSOR's forehead. He crumbles in pain and cries out. ) Do not fight it Professor. Do not fight it. Or you will die. 10. CHRIS'S LAB (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR arrives at the physics lab, knocks at the door, and barges right in. CLARE is still cleaning up the mess caused by the tests on the book.) DOCTOR: Hello. I'm looking for Chris Parsons. CLARE: You've just missed him I'm afraid. (The DOCTOR spots the book on the lab table.) DOCTOR: Aha. CLARE: Can I give him a message? DOCTOR: (picking up the book.) This isn't yours. CLARE: No. it is yours? DOCTOR: It belongs to some friends of mine. CLARE: Strange book. DOCTOR: Strange friends. And careless. Strangely careless. Why did you take it? CLARE: I didn't DOCTOR: I know. CLARE: Look, what is all this about? DOCTOR: What's what about? CLARE: This book. DOCTOR: Have you read it? CLARE: Hardly. The writing looks more like an explsin in a spaghetti tree. DOCTOR: (slightly taken aback) Like what? CLARE: Where does it come from? What's it made of? Why did it make the spectrograph blow up? DOCTOR: It did that? CLARE: Yes. (The DOCTOR stares at it. Then back to CLARE.) DOCTOR: Hello, I'm the Doctor. You're ...? CLARE: Clare. Clare Keightley. DOCTOR: Can I have a look at your spectrograph? [TOM - by the Krarg statue.] TOM: Then I arrived at the lab and met Clare. I decided to examine the book, very closely. 11. TARDIS - CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (ROMANA enters from another chamber, carrrying a bottle of milk. She walks straight to the console and starts to open the doors. Then she changes her mind.) ROMANA: K-9? (K-9 comes into view.) K-9: Mistress? ROMANA: Do you want to come out and be useful? This doesn't seem to be just a social visit after all. K-9: Affirmative Mistress. My function is to assist you. ROMANA: Well you can tell me how old this milk is for a start. K-9: (sniffing the bottle) It has been in the stasis preserver for only thirty years. It is perfectly fresh. ROMANA: Good. Come on, I'll introduce you to the Professor. 12. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (SKAGRA has left the Professor's rooms. The PROFESSOR may soon be about to join him, as he is lying near to death on the floor. The room seems messier than it was. The door to the TARDIS opens and ROMANA and K9 make their way out.) ROMANA: I got the milk. Professor? K-9: Coming Mistress. (She sees the PROFESSOR.) ROMANA: Professor! (Rushes across to the PROFESSOR and starts to examine him. There comes a knock at the door.) Who is it? (CHRIS enters) CHRIS: It's me, Professor. I just came back to... (The scene registers.) What's happened? Is he alright? ROMANA: I don't know. I think he's dad. K-9: Negative Mistress. He is alive but he is in a deep coma. CHIRS: But what's happened to him. K-9: (bleeps and twirls his antennae ears) Processing data. ROMANA: (to CHRIS) Do you know him? CHRIS: Hardly at all. He just lent me a book. ROMANA: A book! We've been looking for a book! Chris Parsons? CHRIS: Chris Parsons? Yes.. ROMANA: Have you got it? CHRIS: No. I left it back at the Lab. You see... ROMANA: Isn't the Doctor with you? CHRIS: How would I know? How would I know that the Professor was ill. ROMANA: No no no, THE Doctor. (CHRIS looks puzzled.) CHRIS: What? K-9: Mistress. The Professor has been subjected to psycho active extraction. ROMANA: Will he be alright? K-9: Physical prognosis fair. Psycho prognosis uncertain. CHRIS: It's a robot? ROMANA: Yes. CHRIS: A robot dog? ROMANA: Yes. CHRIS: Neat. (ROMANA gives CHRIS a disapproving look as this wasn't the time to talk about K-9.) ROMANA: K-9, did you said psyscho active extraction? K-9: Affirmative Mistress. Someone has stolen part of his mind. CHRIS: WHAT did your dog say? K-9: Someone has stolen part of his mind. His attempts to resist have caused severe cerebral trauma. He is weakening fast. CHRIS: Is this all for real? ROMANA: Do you want to make yourself useful? CHRIS: Well, if I can. ROMANA: Go and get the medical kit from the TARDIS. CHRIS: The what? ROMANA: (pointing to the police box.) Over there. First door on the left, down the corridor, second door on the right, down the corridor, third door on the left, down the corridor, fourth door on the right... CHRIS: (seeing this coming.) Down the corridor? ROMANA: White cupboard opposite the door, top shelf. CHRIS: For a moment, I thought you were pointing at that Police Box. ROMANA: I was. CHRIS: But I... ROMANA: Please get it. (CHRIS somewhat reluctantly enters the TARDIS, then jumps out with a look as ashen as the PROFESSOR's on his face in complete astonishment with a touch of bewilderment.) Hurry up! (CHRIS turns and runs inside the TARDIS. ROMANA props up the PROFESSOR's head on three or four books.) Professor? Can you hear me? Professor? K-9: Mistress. His mind has gone. ROMANA: You just said part of it, K-9. K-9: Affirmative. The part that is left is totally inert. ROMANA: Professor! K-9: No response Mistress. (CHRIS runs out of the TARDIS carrying the medical kit. ROMANA opens it...) ROMANA:Thank you. (She takes out a translucent, technological collar that she then fits around the PROFESSOR's neck. Lights begin to flash within the collar as CHRIS takes off his jacket.) CHRIS: What are you doing? ROMANA: He's breathing and his hearts's beating so his autonomic brain is still functioning. This collar can take over those functions and leave his autonomic brain free. CHRIS: What good'll that do? ROMANA: He should be able to think with it. CHRIS: Think with his autonomic brain? The human brain doesn't work like that. The different function are separated by. . . ROMANA: (in a voice that unconsciously says, "Silly Boy.") The Professor isn't human. CHRIS: Ah. 13. CHRIS'S LAB (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR is examining the damaged spectrograph. CLARE is hovering round him.) DOCTOR: The Book must have stored up vast amounts of sub atomic energy and suddenly released them when the machine was activated. Does anything strike you about that? CLARE: What? DOCTOR: It's a very odd way for a book to behave. (He picks up the book and examines it.) CLARE: I would have thought that was obvious. DOCTOR: Never underestimate the obvious. CLARE: But what does that tell us? DOCTOR: Nothing. Obviously. CLARE: Well? DOCTOR: So obviously it was meant to tell us nothing. Exactly the opposite function of a book. Therefore... 14. SKAGRA'S SHIP (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA in front of the screen. Next to the screen is a small version of the cone from the beginning of Part One. The sphere is sitting on top of it.) SKAGRA: Playback! (On the screen we see PROFESSOR's point of view of SKAGRA from their confrontation.) Further back. (The picture distorts and is replaced by a PROFESSOR's point of view of the DOCTOR and ROMANA in his room. The picture is largely clear, but the DOCTOR and ROMANA are heavily blurred and distorted. Their faces are unrecognisable. SKAGRA annoyed by this.) Trace memories of the Book. (We see the point at which CHRIS Parsons first came into the room, but the picture of CHRIS is totally obliterated.) He had great mind control. Find any trace of the book at all! (The picture begins to break up completely.) A brave man. The effort will almost certainly prove fatal. [TOM - by the Krarg] TOM: And Clare and I discovered that the book was minus Twenty thousand years old and must be returned at once. In the ship, Skagra was able to see in Chronotis's mind and view the Professor's experiences. He see the point in which the student came to borrow the books, but the picture was too distorted to be any use. Skagra was determined to discover any possible trance of the book in Chronotis's mind - despite the consequences. 15. PROFESSOR'S ROOM ROMANA: The collar is functioning. K-9, Is there any trace of conscious thought? K-9: (bleeps) Processing data, Mistress... Far too early to tell CHRIS: Good. ROMANA: What do you mean - Good?! CHRIS: Well, don't you see? When one works as a scientist, one doesn't always know where one's going, or that there is anywhere for one to go. But there are going to be big doors that stay permanently shut to one. (K-9's tail droops as though he were bored having heard all this before.) But I look at this, marvellous? And I know that a lot things that seem impossible are possible, so "good". I take it that you are. . . ROMANA: Romana. CHRIS: No, I mean that you're not from Earth. K-9: (clearing his throat.) Mistress. The Professor's condition is rapidly deteriorating. ROMANA: Isn't there anything we can do? K-9: Negative Mistress, the condition is terminal. ROMANA: But is he thinking? Can he hear us? K-9: Minimal cerebral impulses detectable, Mistress ROMANA: Can he talk? K-9: Negative. The speech centres of the brain are completely inoperative. CHRIS: Well your collar was a nice idea but... ROMANA: Shhh!!! Wait a minute. (She climbs over K-9, to the dog's other side..) K-9, can you amplify his heart bat? K-9: Affirmative Mistress. (K-9 puts his probe on the PROFESSOR's chest. (ROMANA moved because she would have got in the way of the the probe.) We hear his heart bat. It is quite fast and very irregular.) Brilliant! CHRIS: What? ROMANA: The Professor is a brave and clever man. Listen. CHRIS: I don't understand. ROMANA: He's beating his heart in Gallifreyan morse! Professor, I can hear you ! What do you want to tell us? (The heart beats puase very briefly, then start again. ROMANA spells it out to herself.) Beware... the... sphere. Beware... Skagra. Beware... Shada. The... secret... is... in... the... (The heartbeats decrease suddenly.) K-9: He is dying Mistress. ROMANA: Professor! K-9: All life function has now ceased, Mistress. The Professor is dad. 16. ST. CEDD COLLEGE (On his borrowed bicycle, the DOCTOR speeds back to the PROFESSOR's rooms. As he comes to the footbridge behind St. Cedd's that crosses the Cam, the way is suddenly blocked by SKAGRA. SKAGRA holds the sphere out in front of him, almost proudly. It emits the strange voices that have been heard before.) SKAGRA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? SKAGRA: I am Skagra! I want the book. DOCTOR: (smiling) Well, I'm the Doctor and you can't have it! SKAGRA: (a warning note in his voice.) You attempt to hide it from me? DOCTOR: Yes, it will be taken to a place of safety. SKAGRA: Where? DOCTOR: Oh, a little place I have in mind. SKAGRA: (with a "This is how things are going to be" tone of voice.) Doctor, you will give to me everything that you have in your mind. Your mind shall be mine. (The DOCTOR examines SKAGRA's clothes (still dressed in the brown suitish affair.)) DOCTOR: I'm not mad about your tailor. (To the DOCTOR's surprise SKAGRA releases the sphere, and it floats towards the DOCTOR, taking its own time, however. The DOCTOR ducks it at the last minute and starts pedalling furiously over the bridge, knocking SKAGRA aside. The chase begins. The DOCTOR pedals the slightly worn bicycle for all the speed it's got, and the sphere follows with almost as much speed. The DOCTOR passes a chorus of students outside St. Cedd's singing "Chattanooga Choo Choo" a capella. He rings the bike's bell to punctuate a downbeat. Moments later, the silver sphere flies past in pursuit. The DOCTOR glimpses over his shoulder and is dismayed to see that the grey ball is still after him. He takes a corner too sharply and the book suddenly flies out of the basket in the front without the DOCTOR realising. He bikes on. Behind him, SKAGRA has been following at a distance, and as the sphere continues to pursue the DOCTOR, he bends down to pick up the book. He smiles with his mouth, his eyes, and most of all, with his scars. The DOCTOR decides to abandon the bike and he leans it up against a sign that says "No Cycling." He looks in the empty basket and realises that the book is no longer there. He sees the sign and tells it...) DOCTOR: I beg your pardon. (...as he sets off running. He turns down a narrow passageway hoping to lose the sphere around corners. The sphere pursues the DOCTOR down the street. It knocks a passerby over, spilling groceries over the sidewalk. It pauses at when it finds the bicycle, makes beeping sounds to itself, and then heads after the DOCTOR down the passageway. The DOCTOR has depressingly realised that the alley he's taken ends in a wire mesh gate. There are doors to the buildings on either side which he tries to open without success. The sphere passes the end of the alley, turns back, and then heads for the DOCTOR's head. The DOCTOR sees it coming and tries desperately to climb the wire mesh gate, but finds that his boots' tips are too large to fit inside the mesh for footholds. The sphere floats above him and begins to descend towards his forehead...Frantically, the DOCTOR jumps down off the fence and tries to squeeze under them, but gets stuck halfway through... the sphere floats closer, and reaches the DOCTOR's head... The DOCTOR's eyes grow wide in fear...)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x22 - Shada - part 2 - unaired"}	foreverdreaming
PART THREE by DOUGLAS ADAMS would have been transmitted - 2 February 1980 1. ALLEY (The sphere pursues the DOCTOR down the street. It knocks a passer-by over, spilling groceries over the sidewalk. It pauses at the sign when it finds the bicycle, makes beeping sounds to itself, and then heads after the DOCTOR down the passageway. The DOCTOR has depressingly realised that the alley he's taken ends in a wire mesh gate. There are doors to the buildings on either side which he tries to open without success. The sphere passes the end of the alley, turns back, and then heads for the DOCTOR's head. The DOCTOR sees it coming and tries desperately to climb the wire mesh gate, but finds that his boots' tips are too large to fit inside the mesh for footholds. The sphere floats above him and begins to descend towards his forehead... Frantically, the DOCTOR jumps down off the fence and tries to squeeze under them, but gets stuck halfway through... the sphere floats closer, and reaches the DOCTOR's head... The DOCTOR's eyes grow wide in fear... and then suddenly the grating industrial wheeze of the TARDIS is heard, and the battered Police Box materialises in the alley almost on top of the DOCTOR. The sphere seems disoriented, and in fact it retreats completely from the DOCTOR. ROMANA's head pokes its way out of the TARDIS, looking up and watching the departing sphere.) ROMANA: DOCTOR! DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: Shhh...Hurry. DOCTOR: Coming (...and the DOCTOR gets up off the ground and leaps into the TARDIS. It rapidly dematerialises, with the end of the DOCTOR's scarf sticking out of the door. ) 2. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR is taking a breather by the doors whilst the time rotor is rising and falling. K-9 is here.) DOCTOR: Romana, thank you, thank you very much, thank you so much... (He runs, understandably out of steam.) K-9, you took your time. ROMANA: It was K-9 who traced you. He picked up that voice babble. DOCTOR: (brushing this aside) Romana, we've got to get the book back. ROMANA: I thought that's where... DOCTOR: I dropped it. ROMANA: Dropped it! DOCTOR: (fiercely) Yes, dropped it! What was that thing chasing me! K-9: Unidentified, Master. Origin unknown. ROMANA: All we know is it attcked the Professor... DOCTOR: The Professor ... how is he? (ROMANA can't reply for a moment.) How is he? K-9: The Professor's life is terminated, Master. DOCTOR: (horror-struck) dad! ROMANA: We think that thing stole his mind. The sphere. DOCTOR: When did this happen? ROMANA: Just when... DOCTOR: I thought you were meant to be looking after him. ROMANA: I had just gone back into the TARDIS. DOCTOR: Why? ROMANA: (braving it) I had just gone back into the TARDIS for some milk. DOCTOR: For some milk. ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: I see. ROMANA: Well otherwise he was... going out to get some himself. DOCTOR: You needn't explain. (The DOCTOR takes over the TARDIS controls.) 3. CHRIS'S LAB (NOT MADE) (CLARE is sitting on a chair. She has fallen asleep over a bench. The teletext attached to the X-ray machine suddenly chatters into life again. It disturbs her sleep, but doesn't wake her up.) [TOM - over the sphere hovering off into the distance.] TOM: Romana explained that K-9 had traced the sphere after it had attcked the Professor. I decided to receive the book. 4. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (CHRIS watches the Professor worriedly and moves to close his eyes. As he bends over to close them, his hand passes straight through the PROFESSOR's body and the body completely vanishes.) CHRIS: Professor! (...but it's the DOCTOR he gets instead as back in the corner of the room the TARDIS materialises. The DOCTOR, ROMANA, and K-9 disembark.) DOCTOR: Who are you? CHRIS: Chris Parsons, Bristol, Gramson, and Johns. DOCTOR: Never heard of you. You're the one causing all the trouble. CHRIS: Me?! Where's the Book? DOCTOR: Where's the Professor? CHRIS: Well, I just, just, just... DOCTOR: Just what? CHRIS: Well, I just don't know. His body just disappeared into thin air. DOCTOR: Where was the body? CHRIS: There. (He shows the DOCTOR the exact spot on the floor where it disappeared.) It disappeared just before you arrived. DOCTOR: Here? CHRIS: Yes. (The DOCTOR examines the area and then looks up suddenly:) DOCTOR: He's gone! He must have been on his very last regeneration. (stands up) Did you say that someone had stolen his mind. ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: Yes. That's what Skagra thrat to do to me. (ROMANA and CHRIS pipe up upon hearing that name.) ROMANA & CHRIS: Skagra! DOCTOR: You know the name? CHRIS: Just before the Professor died, he said three things, "Beware the sphere, Beware Skagra..." ROMANA: ...and "Beware Shada". DOCTOR: (reacts like he knows that name.) Shada! ROMANA: Do you know the name? DOCTOR: Shada, Shada? No, (to CHRIS) You? CHRIS: Doesn't mean anything to me. DOCTOR: (to himself) Well Mr. Skagra, or whatever it is you call yourself, you've klled a Time Lord and a very good friend of mine. It's time you and I had a little chat! K-9! K-9: Master? DOCTOR: Can you find any trace of that sphere? K-9: Affirmative, Master, but it is far far too weak to take a bearing. DOCTOR: We'll have to wait till it becomes active again. Now listen, K-9, the moment the signal becomes clear... K-9: Affirmative, Master. DOCTOR: Right. (to the others) We'll wait in the TARDIS. ROMANA: Excellent thought. (the two Time Lords walk off towards the TARDIS.) DOCTOR: Come on, you too, Bristol. (CHRIS follows them inside followed by K-9.) 5. RIVER CAM (On the outskirts of Cambridge, near the field where the ship is parked, a man is fishing on the banks of the Cam. He throws his line in and waits for the fish to bite. However he gets bitten himself by the angry sphere, who decides to catch him. He casts another line until suddenly the sphere floats right next to him. He looks and stares at it in surprise, until it attaches itself to his forehead. His eyes and forehead crinkle as his mind is drained. He suddenly pitches forward and lands face-down and unmoving in the water, while the sphere floats off into the air and on a more determined course.) 6. CHRIS'S LAB (NOT MADE) (Light is pouring in the window and CLARE is still asleep over the table. The teletext machine chatters again and this time it causes CLARE to wake with a start. She reacts to the light outside and looks at her watch and is startled at the time.) CLARE: Chris? Chris? Are you there? (She looks at her watch again and shakes it. Then she goes to look at the readout. She tears it off and stares at it in surprise.) Where's has he got to? (She takes down a university directory from a shelf. She looks up an entry.) Charlton, Charlton, Chester, Christie, Chronotis. (She writes down the address and leaves.) [TOM - over the sphere hovering off.] TOM: Clare was woken from a deep sleep by the teleprinter. She tears off the text and rushed out. 7. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR, ROMANA and CHRIS are sitting round in various attitudes of sleeping.) K-9: (suddenly alert) Master! DOCTOR: (Waking with a start) Have you got something, K-9? K-9: Affirmative, Master. the sphere is active. 5.7 miles at bearing 4.378. Velocity 15.3. DOCTOR: Good dog. (The DOCTOR prepares to dematerialise.) 8. CORRIDOR (Outside the Professor's rooms, CLARE arrives and knocks at the door, receiving no reply.) CLARE: Hello? 9. PROFESSOR'S ROOM [TOM - over the TARDIS dematerialising.] TOM: As I prepared to dematerialise, K-9 detected the sphere's activity. (CLARE enters the room - just too late to see the TARDIS leaving.) CLARE: Hello? 10. FIELD (The sphere floats by the car SKAGRA stole and into the deserted field beyond. Further across the same field the TARDIS materialises. Emerging quietly, but quickly, the DOCTOR and the others are just in time to see the sphere disappear as it enters the invisible ship.) DOCTOR: Did you just see what I didn't see? ROMANA: No. DOCTOR: Neither did I. CHRIS: It just vanished. DOCTOR: That's what I said. (pointing to a deposit a cow had left.) Watch that cow pat. (The DOCTOR and CHRIS walk off while ROMANA keeps the door open for K-9.) ROMANA: Come on, K-9 11. SHIP (NOT MADE) (The sphere has returned to SKAGRA (who is back in his white suit) in the ship. SKAGRA ceases his study of the Book.) SKAGRA: Report. (The sphere obediently settles onto the playback cone and shows him on a screen the scene of the DOCTOR escaping into the TARDIS. SKAGRA is visibly annoyed by this.) Continue. (to SHIP.) What is that machine? (The picture resolves into computer graphics of the TARDIS exterior.) SHIP: My lord, it displays characteristics of a Gallifreyan time capsule, Type 39, possibly Type 40. SKAGRA: Present whereabouts? SHIP: In close proximity my lord. Intruders are approaching the ship. SKAGRA: Show me! (On the screen we see a close up of the DOCTOR and Co approaching the ship purposefully [Over this - TOM.]) TOM: The sphere reported to Skagra that I had escaped and was approaching the ship. 12. FIELD (The DOCTOR steps straight into the invisible side of the ship and stops painfully, rubbing his nose.) DOCTOR: Oof! Don't move. (He feels the invisible wall as though pantomiming. CHRIS looks at ROMANA, who gives him a friendly smile.) K-9, there's something here. K-9: Affirmative Master! DOCTOR: Then why didn't you tell me, you stupid animal? K-9: I assumed you could see it, Master. ROMANA: What is it, K-9? K-9: A spacecraft, Mistress, of very advanced design. Many of its functions are beyond my capacity to analyse. (All three feel the strange craft - it looks like all three are feeling thin air.) CHRIS: If I built something that clever I'll want people to see it. DOCTOR: Shhh. K-9, what's it powered by? K-9: Insufficient data. DOCTOR: Aren't we all? Where could it come from? K-9: Insufficient data. ROMANA: What does it look like? K-9: Very large. CHRIS: How large? K-9: One hundred meters long. DOCTOR: (impressed and looking about) That should keep the cows guessing. There must be an entrance. CHRIS: (spots something) What's that carpet doing there? (the DOCTOR spots the carpet) DOCTOR: What's that carpet doing here? (He is looking in the direction of a red carpet that is laying on the grass in front of the ramp to SKAGRA's ship.) 13. SHIP (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA is watching them on his screen.) SKAGRA: Admit them. SHIP: My lord. TOM: Skagra ordered the ship to allow us to enter. 14. FIELD (We hear a door opening.) K-9: A door is opening, Master DOCTOR: Affirmative, K9, Affirmative, (ROMANA and CHRIS join him at the foot of the ramp and then follow him as he walks up the invisible ramp into the ship. K-9 lags behind until the DOCTOR waggles his leg.) Come on, K-9, heel. ROMANA: Affirmative Master. 15. SHIP, ENTRANCE (NOT MADE) (They find themselves inside a hexagonally shaped corridor whose walls pulsate with a very bright light.) CHRIS: Better than an old police box. DOCTOR: Shhh. K-9, any sign of that deranged billiard ball? K-9: Master? DOCTOR: The gaggleback, the beastly. K-9: Master? DOCTOR: The sphere! K-9: All signal sources are confused, Master. DOCTOR: Romana, I'd feel happier if you three went outside again. No point us all walking into the spider's web. ROMANA: No Doctor, I'll stay, you might need help. DOCTOR: I... (Suddenly a cube of light engulfs all of his companions and they disappear.) Romana! (He searches round for traces of them. As he turns to face up the corridor again SKAGRA is there.) SKAGRA: They will not be harmed, Doctor, For the moment. DOCTOR: I'm not very impressed by the party tricks, Skagra. This is your name, isn't it? SKAGRA: These party tricks, Doctor, are purely functional, their purpose precisely defined, as is mine. DOCTOR: Where have you taken my companions? SKAGRA: Come with me, Doctor. 16. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (CLARE is looking about the PROFESSOR's rooms urgently.) CLARE: Chris? Chris Parsons? Professor Chronotis? (She finds CHRIS' backpack on the floor and only then realises that many books are scattered on the floor.) Chris? (She can tell something has happened and becomes frightened. She hurries out nervously.) 17. SHIP, CORRIDOR (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA enters followed by the DOCTOR.) DOCTOR: Skagra, what have you done with the Professor's mind. SKAGRA: It will be put to a more useful purpose. DOCTOR: I would argue that it was serving a very useful purpose where it was. SKAGRA: Not to me. DOCTOR: You realise he had died? SKAGRA: Only his mind was of use to me. Not his life. DOCTOR: You take a very proprietorial attitude to other people's brains. SKAGRA: It seems to me that Time Lords take a very proprietorial view of the Universe. DOCTOR: Just exactly who are you, Skagra? SKAGRA: That knowledge will be of no use to you. DOCTOR: Then I think you may as well tell me. SKAGRA: And I think I may as well not. We have more important matters to discuss. TOM: Finding no sign of the sphere, I suspected a trap. Suddenly, a cube of light surrounded Romana, Chris and K9 and they disappeared. Skagra revealed himself to me and took me deeper into the ship assuring me that my companions would come to no harm. I chided him on the death of the Professor but Skagra revealed that he was only interested in the old man's mind. 18. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA enters followed by the DOCTOR. SKAGRA picks up the book. He weighs it thoughtfully in his hand.) SKAGRA: This book, Doctor... DOCTOR: Which book, this book? (He takes it and looks at a couple of pages.) I've read it. It's rubbish. (He hands it back. SKAGRA gives it back to the DOCTOR.) SKAGRA: Then perhaps you would read it to me? DOCTOR: I have a very boring reading voice. By the time I'd got to the bottom of the first page you'd be asleep, I'd escape, and then where would you be? SKAGRA: Read it to me. DOCTOR: I presume you can't read Gallifreyan then? SKAGRA: Like a native. Read it to me, Doctor. DOCTOR: Alright. Are you standing comfortably? SKAGRA: I am. DOCTOR: Then I'll sit down. (As he does so, he notices the sphere next to him.) "Grrr vdd thrrr hurburgh dud dududud vvvlllll" I'm paraphrasing, of course. SKAGRA: (warningly) Doctor... DOCTOR: Shh, this is a good bit ... "jjjjjdddrrr gr gr gr hummmmm..." (Suddenly a look of mock worry comes over his face. He hunts through the book.) Skagra, do you realise this book doesn't make one bit of sense? SKAGRA: Doctor, a fool would realise it was written in code. (The DOCTOR stares at it.) DOCTOR: Skagra! SKAGRA: What? DOCTOR: This thing's written in code! How am I doing? SKAGRA: I believe you know the code. DOCTOR: Who, me? SKAGRA: Yes. DOCTOR: Oh no no. I'm afraid I'm very stupid. Very stupid. I am very very stupid. SKAGRA: Doctor, I believe you as a Time Lord know this code, and you will give that knowledge to me! DOCTOR: There's no point in giving me orders, I'm very very stupid. SKAGRA: That is not an order. DOCTOR: No? SKAGRA: It is a statement of fact. DOCTOR: Ah, how stupid of me. (SKAGRA makes a gesture. The sphere rises and approaches the DOCTOR.) SKAGRA: You will give me that knowledge because you have no choice. DOCTOR: Ah well, I don't know about that. I don't know about anything, in fact. I'm an appallingly stupid person. SKAGRA: That, Doctor, will soon be very true. (The sphere attaches itself to the DOCTOR's forehead. With a long cry of pain he collapses in his seat.) [TOM - over the inside of the book.] TOM: And in the ship's control room, I was shown the book by Skagra who attempted to force me to reveal the code in which the book has been written. Of course, I refused. But I kept asserting my own stupidity. Responding to Skagra's gesture, the sphere attached itself to my head and I let out an agonising cry as I fell back in my set. 19. SHIP, BRIG (Somewhere else in the ship, ROMANA, CHRIS, and K9 are cptive within a totally featureless room with no door. Chris completes his circuit of the small room.) CHRIS: There's no door. We must have got here by some form of matter transference ROMANA: (a little sarcastically) Very clever. CHRIS: Oh, I suppose you do this sort of thing all the time. ROMANA: (smiling) Yes, actually. (She then bends down next to K-9) K-9, can you pick up any trace of the Doctor? (K-9's ears rotate weakly) K-9: Negative, Mistress. Every signal is shielded. (ROMANA begins tinkering with some of K-9's circuits.) CHRIS: I was meant to be delivering a paper to the Astronomical Society tonight. ROMANA: (concealing her disinterest badly.) Oh yes? (to K-9.) Anything now? (K-9's ears rotate.) K-9: Negative, Mistress. CHRIS: Finally disproves the possibility of life on other planets. ROMANA: Oh yes? CHRIS: Well, I can deliver it next month. ROMANA: (to K-9) Now try. (K-9's ears rotate.) CHRIS: Means a complete re-write through. K-9: Triple negative, Mistress. CHRIS: (feeling the walls) Curious substance this wall. ROMANA: (who's frustration boils over at the situation.) Oh, blast it! K-9: Please duck. (K9 immediately extends his nose laser and sh*t a beam at the wall. It ricochets and nearly hits ROMANA and CHRIS, who rapidly duck and throw themselves at the floor.) Apologies, Mistress. ROMANA: Not at all, it was a good try K-9. (Suddenly K-9's ears twist as normal) K-9: Mistress, I am picking up faint signals. (Both CHRIS and ROMANA kneel by the dog.) ROMANA: What is it?! Can you let us hear it? K-9: Affirmative Mistress. (He puts it on his speakers and the sound of the sphere's babble can be heard, though this time slightly different, with a deeper voice mixed in with the babble.) CHRIS: Sounds different this time. K-9: Affirmative. A new voice has been added. It is the Doctor! (CHRIS and ROMANA look at each other in shock.) 20. ST. CEDD COLLEGE (CLARE is running from the PROFESSOR's rooms. She is fumbling with some notes and a bag and not watching where she is going when she runs straight into the porter, WILKEN.) WILKIN: Oof! Mind where you're going. CLARE: You don't know where Professor Chronotis has gone, do you? WILKIN: Now now, calm down. Isn't he in his room? CLARE: No, I've just come from there. WILKIN: That's funny. He hasn't come out this way. If you want to leave a message I'll see he gets it. CLARE: It's terribly urgent. A book a friend of mine was taking to him, look, I think it's very dangerous. WILKIN: Well what I say is people shouldn't write things if they don't want people to read them. CLARE: No, you don't understand. It's the book itself. It seems to be absorbing radioactivity. I think it's very very dangerous. WILKIN: A book's doing that?! CLARE: Yes. We must find the Professor. WILKIN: All right, Miss. I tell you what, you go back to his room and I'll ring around the College and see where he's got to. CLARE: Yes.. But it's... (looks apprehensively the way she had come.) All right, I go back. (She then proceeds to do. ) WILKIN: I don't know, nowadays they'll publish anything. 21. SHIP, CONTROL ROOM (NOT MADE) (In the control room, the DOCTOR is slumped in the chair, apparently dad, and now alone as SKAGRA has gone.) 22. SHIP, BRIG ROMANA: Are you positive, K-9? Absolutely negative? K-9: Affirmative, No signals on any frequency, Mistress. (ROMANA sighs and stands.) ROMANA: I wish I could get out of here. (Suddenly the cube of light reappears and ROMANA disappears as the cube also does. CHRIS turns in surprise.) CHRIS: That's it! K-9: Please explain. CHRIS: That's what you have to say! I wish we can get out of here. (nothing happens.) I wish we could get out of here! (Nothing happens again. He gets up and disgustedly hits the wall.) I wish I could get out of here! Oh blast it! (K-9's nose laser begins to take aim again until CHRIS tells him hurriedly.) No, no K9. Good dog. (K-9's laser retracts.) 23. SHIP, CORRIDOR (NOT MADE) (ROMANA materialises in the block of light. She stumbles and spins round. SKAGRA is standing there - with the carpet bag.) ROMANA: What have you done to the Doctor? SKAGRA: Nothing you would like to hear about. ROMANA: Let me see him! SKAGRA: You would not enjoy it. I have taken his mind. Come! (With an iron grip he takes hold of her arm and moves her down the corridor towards the exit.) ROMANA: Let go of me! Who are you? What do you want? SKAGRA: I want many things. At the moment I want you to stop struggling. Come! (He pushes her forward.) 24. FIELD (The invisible door opens and SKAGRA forces ROMANA down the invisible ramp. She struggles.) ROMANA: Where are you taking me? (No reply) Where are you taking me? SKAGRA: Quiet! Or I shall use the sphere on you as well. (The sphere drifts down the ramp after them, and the door is heard to close.) 25. SHIP, CONTROL ROOM (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR, still stumped.) 26. SHIP, BRIG CHRIS: How did she get out and not me? (K-9's ears turn as he computes and he concludes:) K-9: Insufficient data. (This was getting a little too much for CHRIS.) CHRIS: (angrily) Insufficient data, Insufficient data! Why did I get myself involved in this? (K-9 computes again and concludes again:) K-9: Insufficient data. (CHRIS sighs.) 27. FIELD (SKAGRA and ROMANA are now nearing the edge of the field, approaching the TARDIS. ) ROMANA: (feigning ignorance of their destination.) Where are you taking me? SKAGRA: Your travelling capsule. (They stop outside the TARDIS door.) ROMANA: If you think I'm going to open the door, you're going to be extremely disappointed. SKAGRA: It's just as well I have the Doctor's key. (He takes the mentioned key, inserts it into the TARDIS lock and opens the door. He forces ROMANA inside and follows her in. The sphere also floats in behind them. The door closes, leaving the key in the door.) 28. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA doesn't look amazed at the big room but walks straight to the console.) SKAGRA: No doubt you also refuse to operate the capsule for me. ROMANA: Of course. And no one can operate it other than the Doctor or myself, so bad luck. SKAGRA: If the Doctor can operate it, then so can I. (He has the sphere land on top of the console and with one hand on the sphere he begins to operate the TARDIS controls with the other hand. ROMANA tries to stop him but Skagra forces her roughly to the side.) 29. FIELD (The TARDIS dematerialises, leaving the field again apparently empty.) 30. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (Inside the PROFESSOR's rooms, CLARE grows more impatient and starts to search the room. She looks in drawers, in benches, and in cupboards. On the mantlepiece she finds a large rusted key. She considers this for a moment and looks for what this key might be for. She finds a wooden cupboard on the right wall beneath a bookcase which she tries the key on. It opens, and inside she finds some punting gear, and behind that, some futuristic looking equipment that also looks somehow old-fashioned. She places her hand on the shelf above, and it swings around, proving to be a false shelf and revealing a golden coloured complex control panel, also futuristic and yet somehow old-fashioned. CLARE becomes intensely curious, and she presses a button. The curtains close and the room darkens. She looks around for any other effects and can see none. Lights on the console have come on now, and so she touches another switch. Suddenly there is a small explsin on the console that knocks her back against the desk, where she hits her head and knocks herself out. The entire room shakes violently and the air appears to shimmer as though with a tremendous amount of heat.) 31. ST. CEDD COLLEGE (WILKEN makes his way along the courtyard with a look of defeat on his face.) [Here the Video and the script go two different ways. The Video version contain spoilers for the following scenes therefore we will follow the script book version. You will see why on TOM's link.] 32. CORRIDOR, ST. CEDD COLLEGE (WILKIN steps up to the PROFESSOR's door and knocks.) PROFESSOR: Miss? Are you in there Miss? (He hears no reply and opens the door expecting to find the young woman inside. His jaw drops and his eyes widen in amazement as he finds a blwing blue void beyond the door.) 33. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR slowly stirs. He groggily stares around until his eyes focus. He picks up the ends of his scarf and twiddles with the tassels aimlessly. After a few moments he closes his eyes as though trying to find a thought. He lapses from concentration to mindlessness.) DOCTOR: (quietly) Very stupid, Very stupid! (A broad grin spreads across his face and he jumps to his feet with his memory restored.) (energetically) Ha! Very stupid. (He leaps to his feet, but regrets it. He is still very groggy. He shakes his head.) Skagra? SHIP: My Lord has departed. (The DOCTOR spins round.) DOCTOR: Who's that? SHIP: My Lord Skagra. (The DOCTOR wheels round again, unable to pinpoint the voice.) DOCTOR: No! Who's speaking? SHIP: The servant of Skagra. I am the ship. DOCTOR: The ship? A talking ship? SHIP: Correct. SKAGRA: Skagra must be hard up for friends. Will you tell me where my companions are? SHIP: I will not. You are an enemy of Skagra. Any orders you give me are hostile to my Lord. DOCTOR: Oh I don't mean any harm. SHIP: I do not understand why you are moving. DOCTOR: What? SHIP: (sounding puzzled.) You are dad. Your entire mind was to be seized into the sphere. DOCTOR: Ah, well, it wasn't, was it? The trick on these occasions is not to resist. I just let the thing believe I was very stupid, and it then didn't pull nearly hard enough. It got a copy of but left me with the original intact. Understand? SHIP: No, I do not. DOCTOR: No. Nor do I. Perhaps I really am stupid. [Here sounds a logical place to put the first of TOM's link - this takes place between WILKIN walking in the courtyard and arriving in the corridor on the video.] TOM: In the ship, I slowly came to. The ship wondered why I wasn't dad and I explained that I let the sphere believe I was stupid and so it didn't pull at my mind very hard. It had taken a copy of my mind but the original. (pointing at his head.) But the original was intact. [Carrying on...] (Suddenly a brain wave hits the DOCTOR.) DOCTOR: No! I know. I am dad! And if I'm dad, then I'm an ex-enemy of Skagra's. Correct? SHIP: Correct. DOCTOR: (a little dangerously.) Then, if I'm dad, I cannot give orders that would be any kind of thrat to Skagra. Correct?. .. SHIP: Correct. DOCTOR: Then, will you please release my companions? SHIP: They will be released. DOCTOR: Excellent! Thank you. (He smiles, until he notices a change in the atmosphere of the room. . .) It's getting very stuffy in here. SHIP: You are dad? DOCTOR: Yes! I thought we'd sorted that out. SHIP: I am programmed to conserve resources. Since there are no live beings in this area, I have shut down the oxygen supply. DOCTOR: What! (The DOCTOR begins gasping for breath, and he sinks to the floor. The last thing he hears while conscious is the voice of the Ship saying over and over:) SHIP: dad men do not require oxygen! (The DOCTOR loses consciousness... and lies motionless...) TOM: With a fascinating display of illogic logic, I convinced the ship that I was dad in order to secure the release of my companions. The ship agreed, but shut down the oxygen supply. As I sank to the floor gasping for breath, the last thing I heard was the voice of the ship - "d*ad men does not require oxygen!"	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x23 - Shada - part 3 - unaired"}	foreverdreaming
PART FOUR by DOUGLAS ADAMS would have been transmitted - 9 February 1980 1. CORRIDOR, ST. CEDD COLLEGE (WILKIN steps up to the PROFESSOR's door and knocks.) WILKIN: Miss? Are you in there Miss? (He hears no reply and opens the door expecting to find the young woman inside. His jaw drops and his eyes widen in amazement as he finds a blwing blue void beyond the door.) 2. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) [Edited replay of the end of Part Three] DOCTOR: Excellent! Thank you. (He smiles, until he notices a change in the atmosphere of the room. . .) It's getting very stuffy in here. SHIP: You are dad? DOCTOR: Yes! I thought we'd sorted that out. SHIP: I am programmed to conserve resources. Since there are no live beings in this area, I have shut down the oxygen supply. DOCTOR: What! (The DOCTOR begins gasping for breath, and he sinks to the floor. The last thing he hears while conscious is the voice of the Ship saying over and over:) SHIP: dad men do not require oxygen! (The DOCTOR loses consciousness. . . and lies motionless. . . . ) TOM: With a fascinating display of illogic logic, I convinced the ship that I was dad in order to secure the release of my companions. The ship agreed, but shut down the oxygen supply. As I sank to the floor gasping for breath, the last thing I heard was the voice of the ship - "dad men does not require oxygen!" 3. SHIP, BRIG (In the ship's brig, K-9 and CHRIS are pacing (or wheeling) around the room, looking for some way out, but not too enthusiastically as they've already done this several times. CHRIS stops and kneels down by K-9.) CHRIS: Not a clue. (Suddenly the glowing cube of light appears again, engulfing CHRIS and K-9 and dematerialising them.) 4. SHIP, CORRRIDOR (NOT MADE) (In the main corridor, CHRIS and K-9 appear.) CHRIS: Hey, We did it! K-9: We must find the Doctor Master. He is in danger. (K-9 trundles to the sealed doorway leading to the main control.) Stand clear. Preparing blaster fre. (The blaster nozzle comes out. Meanwhile CHRIS has seen the two buttons on the side of the door marked "Open" and "Close". He presses the "Open" one. The door opens.) (Glumly) Most satisfactory. (CHRIS shrugs apologetically as the blaster nozzle went back into K-9's mouth. They rush into the control room. There was a roaring sound as air came rushing back into the room.) 5. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR is lying unconscious on the floor of the control room.) CHRIS: Doctor! SHIP: Oxygen levels returning to normal. (CHRIS spins round.) CHRIS: Who said that? (K-9 tries to pinpoint the source of the voice as the DOCTOR slowly comes to.) SHIP: I am the ship. The servant of the Lord Skagra. CHRIS: Where's that voice coming from. K-9: Impossible to pinpoint source. It pervades the whole ship. CHRIS: (checking the DOCTOR who is opening his eyes.) He's alright! DOCTOR: No, I'm not, I'm dad. CHRIS: What? DOCTOR: I've been nearly too clever by three quarters. CHRIS: You never seem to do anything by halves. DOCTOR: I persuaded the ship I was dad and it cut off my oxygen supply. CHRIS: You what? DOCTOR: It won't take orders from an enemy of Skagra. But since it believes I am dad... (He corrects himself loudly as the ship might be listening.) I AM dad, the ship has no reason not to accept my orders. CHRIS: What? K-9: Logic is peculiar but acceptable. DOCTOR: It only resumed the supply of oxygen when you came in. You're still alive, officially. CHRIS: That's reassuring. DOCTOR: Where's Romana. CHRIS: I thought she was with you. Whatever took us off came back for her. DOCTOR: Skagra! He must have her, as well as... CHRIS: As well as what? DOCTOR: That book and a copy of my own mind. CHRIS: He got what? DOCTOR: A copy of my mind. In his sphere. He thinks I know the key to the book. CHRIS: Well, what is the key? DOCTOR: I don't know. I deliberately avoided thinking about it in case he did use the sphere on me. (The DOCTOR sets off for the main door.) Come on, we can trace them from the TARDIS. K-9: Negative Master. DOCTOR: What do you mean? K-9: The TARDIS is gone. DOCTOR: Has what? K-9: Gone Master. (All three are stunned into silence.) TOM: (after CHRIS and K-9 are released from the brig, in front of the Giant Robot.) Chris and K-9 were transported to the corridor, where they discovered the way to the control room. As they entered, the ship returned the oxygen levels to normal. K-9 informed me that the TARDIS has gone... [There is more to this link but contains spoilers. Carrying on.] 6. VORTEX (In the space/time vortex, a solid blue police box spins on course for somewhere...) 7. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (Inside the TARDIS, SKAGRA stands at the controls. One hand he touches the sphere, with the other he manipulates the TARDIS controls. ROMANA stands near, helpless. She does try a little psychology, however.) ROMANA: Anyone can dematerialise a TARDIS, but you'd be a real safety hazard at the major controls. That's why they're booby-trapped. SKAGRA: Not true. ROMANA: How do you know? (SKAGRA taps the sphere.) You know everything? SKAGRA: It's all in here. (ROMANA edges towards the console. The sphere rises and approaches her, emitting the voice babble. ROMANA backs off and the sphere settles back.) I wouldn't go near it if I were you. It can do far worse things to you than you possibly do to it. ROMANA: I don't see why you want to steal an old crock like this anyway. You've got a perfectly good ship of your own. SKAGRA: Impressed with it were you? (ROMANA doesn't answer.) I should hope you were. I designed it. But it has certain limitations. And what the Time Lords have hidden, I shall need Time Lord technology to find. ROMANA: You seem to know a lot about the Time Lords. Who are you? What do you want? SKAGRA: Have you heard of a man called Salyavin? ROMANA: Salyavin! You're Salyavin? SKAGRA: You asked me two questions if you remember. ROMANA: What do you mean? SKAGRA: Quiet. I must concentrate. 8. SPACE (In the vast reaches of space, a massive ship lies motionless, as though waiting for someone to arrive.) TOM: (carrying on with link) In fact, the TARDIS was now on board a massive command-ship. Skagra revealed little to Romana except he needed Time-Lord Technology to discover what the Time Lords have hidden... (there's more on this link but with spoilers so I stopped it there and will put the rest at the appropriate place.) 9. KRARG CARRIER, COMMAND DECK (NOT MADE) (The ship's main control centre is highly technological and sleek. One entire wall is taken up with an enormous screen that shows a wide stretch of the galaxy. Aside of the screen, the TARDIS materialises, and SKAGRA and ROMANA emerge from it together.) ROMANA: Where are we? SKAGRA: On my command ship. ROMANA: (sneers) Command ship! And what do you need to command? SKAGRA: More than you can possibly imagine. (A deep, alien voice is heard from behind them both saying.) VOICE: Welcome back to your ship, My Lord. (ROMANA spins around and sees... something... something that is very large and very dark and very formidable looking, if ungraceful. It appears to be made of diamond-shaped crystallised lumps of coal. ROMANA's jaw hangs open...) 10. FIELD (The field on Earth still appears completely empty...) 11. SHIP, CONTROL ROOM (NOT MADE) (CHRIS and the Doctor are seated inside the invisible spaceship, both looking very dejected. K-9 appears to have turned himself off. The DOCTOR takes a deep breath and wants to work out what they don't know. ) CHRIS: So where's he gone? DOCTOR: Or when. CHRIS: What? DOCTOR: Time Machine. CHRIS: Oh yes. (Doubtfully) Yes. He must take taken Romana because she can operate it. DOCTOR: So can he. He's got my mind in that sphere of his. Everything I know is at his disposal. CHRIS: There's one thing he doesn't know. DOCTOR: What? CHRIS: You're still alive. DOCTOR: Shhh! I'm dad, remember. CHRIS: (quietly) Doctor, why doesn't the ship realise that... DOCTOR: It's only programmed to obey instructions not to think about them. Blind logic. Let's work out what we know. We know that ... er ... Let's work out what we don't know. CHRIS: Right. DOCTOR: We don't know where Skagra has taken Romana, we don't know why he wants the book, we don't know what he's going to do . . . CHRIS: That's enough don't knows to win an election. DOCTOR: Hmmpphh. CHRIS: This ship must know where he's gone. DOCTOR: Ship! Speaking to you as a late lamented enemy of your Lord Skagra I command you to Tell me where he has gone. SHIP: I do not have that information. DOCTOR: (angrily) Don't know, don't know, don't know! 12. KRARG CARRIER, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA places the silver sphere on a console meant for it to sit on.) ROMANA: Why won't you tell me? Why won't you just say what you're trying to do? (SKAGRA looks quietly at her for a moment and then leads her to the big screen which filled with stars.) SKAGRA: Tell me what you see. ROMANA: Stars. Billions of them. SKAGRA: What are they doing? ROMANA: Doing? SKAGRA: Yes. ROMANA: What do you mean what are they doing? They're just there. They're... SKAGRA: Exactly. Spinning uselessly through the void. And around them, trillions of people spinning uselessly through their lives. ROMANA: Says who. SKAGRA: I say. ROMANA: And who are you? SKAGRA: What I am now is not important. But what I - what we all - shall be. ROMANA: What do you... SKAGRA: Shhh! (SKAGRA seems like a man possessed, and for the first time, passionate. He cups his hands together and shows them to ROMANA.) Look. (Mystified, ROMANA looks in his hands.) ROMANA: What? SKAGRA: What do you see? ROMANA: Nothing. Air. SKAGRA: Billions of atoms spinning at random. Expanding energy, running down, achieving nothing. Entropy. Like the stars. But what is the one thing that stands against entropy, against random decay? (He holds out one hand to her.) Life!! See how the atoms are arranged here. They have meaning, purpose. And what more meaning and purpose than... (SKAGRA slowly points the finger of that hand to his head) ...in here? (ROMANA's face shows him that she is now convinced him is insane.) You do not understand me. Your mind is too limited. (SKAGRA steps towards ROMANA, who backs away from him, frightened, but she backs straight into another one of the coal-created creatures. She tries changing the subject...) ROMANA: What are these ... things? SKAGRA: These? My Krargs. They shall be the servants of the new generation. ROMANA: New generation? A new race?" SKAGRA: Not people. A new person. (ROMANA is now baffled but horror-struck.) KRARG COMMANDER: My Lord. SKAGRA: Speak. KRARG COMMANDER: We shall shortly require new personnel. SKAGRA: Operate the vat. KRARG COMMANDER: As my Lord commands. (The KRARG COMMANDER goes off to the Krarg generation annex.) SKAGRA: (to ROMANA) You shall see this. (He takes her with him.) 13. KRARG GENERATION ANNEX, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (The annex is filled with a row of coffin-shaped vats of a strange, heavy, thick green gas. The KRARG enters the room first and presses a button on the wall.) ROMANA: What? SKAGRA: Shhh... (Inside one of the vats a wire skeleton suddenly glows alight and visible. Black crystals begin to form quickly on this wire, coalescing quickly until another Krarg is created. The new Krarg pulls itself out of the vat and asks SKAGRA) NEW KRARG: What is your command, Master? (ROMANA is appalled.) 14. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) (Frustration has long since departed the DOCTOR, CHRIS, and K9, now that despondency has come in to take its place.) CHRIS: So. Back to square one. DOCTOR: That's it! CHRIS: What? DOCTOR: (leaping up and shouting.) That's it! CHRIS: What? DOCTOR: Square one. That's where we've got to go if we want to find out who Skagra is and what he's up to. Once we know that, we'll know where to find him. Ship! I order you to take us where to find him. (He turns to speak to the SHIP.) Ship! I order you to take us to where your Lord Skagra last come from. SHIP: The order does not conflict with its programmed instructions. I will activate launch procedures. (The DOCTOR and CHRIS grin at each other.) Launch procedures activated. (repeating this again and again.) 15. SHIP, CORRIDOR (NOT MADE) (The SHIP's voice echoes around its structures, activating launch procedures. The voice is heard in the corridors...) 16. SHIP, BRIG [?] (...and in the brig...) [probably made but not shown on the video] 17. SHIP, VERY SMALL KRARG GENERATION ROOM (NOT MADE) (. . and also in a small Krarg generation room aboard the ship, hidden off to the side of the main corridor. As though in response to the voice, a body starts to form inside the vat.) TOM: (carrying on with the link.) She (ROMANA)was introduced to the Krargs. Creatures made of crystallised coal. Skagra took her to an annex in the ship which contained coffin shaped vats and heavy gas. The Krarg Commander needed new personnel and pressed a button near the vat. Crystal quickly formed around a basic skeleton, rapidly a Krarg was born. It pulled itself out of the vats. Romana was appalled. Meanwhile, on the invisible space-ship, I decided to order the ship back to its last destination. The ship complied, but as the launch procedures commenced, unknown to me a Krarg started to form in a generation room nearby. 18. FIELD & SKY (In the field outside, the Ship's engines can be heard to roar as the ship takes off. Once it is in flight, it becomes visible as a yellow, dart-shaped sleek vessel. ) 19. SHIP, CONTROL ROOM (NOT MADE) DOCTOR: Now, ship. How long will the journey take? SHIP: Thirty nine astrasiderial days. DOCTOR: What! That's nearly three months. SHIP: That is at full warp drive. We have hundreds of light years to cover. CHRIS: Hundreds of light years. In three months. That's an incredible speed. DOCTOR: Yes, but not nearly fast enough. Ship, can you alter your own circuitry? SHIP: Yes, I can do that. DOCTOR: Right then stop. SHIP: Repeat please. DOCTOR: I said stop. Halt. (The SHIP's engines die away.) 20. SPACE (Deep in space now, the ship slows to a stand-still.) TOM: I was delighted, until I discovered that the journey will take nearly three months. I ordered the ship to stop. 21. SHIP, CONTROL ROOM (NOT MADE) CHRIS: What are you doing? DOCTOR: I'm going to introduce this ship to a few new concepts. SHIP: Accomplished. DOCTOR: Regrade your deoscillation digretic synthesisers by ten points SHIP: I cannot do that. The drive will explode. DOCTOR: Nonsense, it will be perfectly ... did I say ten points? MINUS ten points! SHIP: Accomplished. DOCTOR: Phew, that would have been nasty. Now, realign your maxivectometer on drags so they cross connect with your radia-bicentric anodes. SHIP: Accomplished. DOCTOR: Good, now this is the difficult bit... 22. SHIP, VERY SMALL KRARG GENERATION ROOM (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR's voice can be heard over an intercom next to the generation vat. The new Krarg is nearly complete. . . ) DOCTOR: (oov) Now switch your conceptual geometer from analogue to digital mode and keep triggering feedback responses till you get a reading of 75 dash 839. SHIP: Accomplished. 23. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) DOCTOR: Now. Let's see if that works. Alright, ship, activate all re-aligned drive circuits. (There is a noise as the SHIP does this.) SHIP: Something very strange is happening. DOCTOR: Don't worry, keep going! 24. SPACE (With a grinding noise, not unlike that of the TARDIS in operation, the ship dematerialises.) TOM: I introduced the ship to a new concepts including the conceptual geometer from analogue to digital mode and keep triggering feedback responses up to readings of 75 dash 839. As the Krarg generation completed, my voice was heard over the ship intercom ordering the activation of all re-aligned drive circuits. Which allow the ship to travel anywhere in a few minutes. A familiar sound was heard as the ship dematerialised. 25. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) DOCTOR: Bingo! CHRIS: What have you done? DOCTOR: I've constructed a primitive form of dimensional sab by remote control. The journey will only take a couple of minutes to anywhere. Pretty clever don't you think, ship? SHIP: For a dad man, Doctor, you are extremely ingenious. DOCTOR: Yes, well let's not to harp on that aspect shall we? 26. SPACE (SKAGRA's command ship is motionless in space.) 27. CARRIER SHIP, COMMAND DECK (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA stands beside the sphere in the command deck of his Command Ship.) SKAGRA: Now, my dear, you shall see that though your friend the Doctor is unfortunately deceased, his mind lives from within the sphere. (SKAGRA places his hand on the sphere and turns to the screen-window. An image begins to form on it... The image switches rapidly, to show different views of Romana in Chronotis' rooms as though the Doctor were looking at her.) Ah, you see what is uppermost in his mind. He is fond of you. (ROMANA flashes SKAGRA a look of hate.) But not what I am looking for. Somewhere in his mind, I am convinced he knows the code that will unravel the secrets of this book for me. 28. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The lights on the golden console in PROFESSOR Chronotis' rooms are winking on and off, and the entire room hums peacefully to itself, with the same kind of hum that one hears inside the DOCTOR's TARDIS. CLARE is lying unconscious on the floor. She slowly begins to regain consciousness. She starts to get up and bangs her already aching head on the bottom of a table. She rubs her head and staggers to her feet, then sits down quickly in the nearest chair, as though exhausted.) PROFESSOR: What have you done with my machine? (CLARE jumps at the sound of a man's voice and is even more startled to see the PROFESSOR in a night shirt and night cap peering over a chair at her accusingly. She does not recognise him, but one can easily tell that this is somehow Professor Chronotis! The PROFESSOR gets off the chair, puts on his spectacles and approaches the golden console. He looks it over, presses a few buttons, and the humming noise subsides. He turns back to the now-standing CLARE, smiles at her, and asks...) PROFESSOR: Tea? 29. SPACE STATION, EXTERIOR (SKAGRA's formerly invisible ship materialises with the sound of a TARDIS nearby the earlier-seen space station. The station is now completely dark except for the light it reflects from the nearby red sun. The ship slowly descends towards the station and starts to dock.) (Although this is where this scene appears in the script, on the video it is shown later on.) 30. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) DOCTOR: Well, wherever it is we're going there. CHRIS: Whilst Skagra is presumably going in the opposite direction. DOCTOR: I know. Worrying, isn't it? It's the only thing we can do though. CHRIS: Have you any idea what he's after? DOCTOR: Something's niggling at the back of my mind. CHRIS: What? DOCTOR: I don't know. Whatever it is we've got to stop him. Mind control is the most horrible thing. Any physical thrat you can fight, but once someone has control of your mind you've lost everything. That rings a bell. I SHOULD know the answer! CHRIS: It would help if we knew who Shada was. DOCTOR: Who. Or what. 31. SHIP, CORRIDOR (NOT MADE) (In the main corridor of the Ship, the newly created Krarg is lumbering towards the control room.) 32. KRARG CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA continues to search the DOCTOR's mind for the information he seeks. The screen shows a backwards and forwards effect, as though SKAGRA were rewinding and fast forwarding a VCR tape. Whatever SKAGRA is searching for, it isn't obvious as we see pictures of the DOCTOR's face, inter cut with lots of pictures of the book, both open and closed. There are close-ups of the print. Superimposed on this are very rapid computer readouts, each of which end with the word "INSOLUBLE". Meanwhile ROMANA is watching anxiously.) ROMANA: What's so important about the book? SKAGRA: It is the Ancient Law of Gallifrey. ROMANA: So? SKAGRA: So what does a Gallifreyan judge say when passing sentence? ROMANA: Um... SKAGRA: I'll tell you. "We but administer. You are imprisoned not by this Court but by the power of the Law." (SKAGRA holds up the book.) That used to be quite literally true. ROMANA: You mean the book is the key...? SKAGRA: The key with which the Time Lords used to imprison its most feared criminals. Like for instance... (SKAGRA allows his voice to tail off as his interest returns to the screen. A series of images flash, all as though seen from the DOCTOR's point of view. The book flashes by, so too does the PROFESSOR, so do SKAGRA, ROMANA, WILKEN, CHRIS, and CLARE. Computer data flashes symbolically followed by one word, "INSOLUBLE!") (Shouts) He doesn't know! He doesn't know the code!! ROMANA: I'm glad you realise that. It's about time. (SKAGRA looks at her and turns a thought over in his head.) SKAGRA: Time. About Time. Yes, I should have seen that. A Gallifreyan code would have to include the dimension of time. (Meanwhile, on the screen has been the effect of fast winding backwards and forwards. SKAGRA concentrates his attention on the Sphere.) Stop! Find me the Doctor's last reference to time. TOM: (after the Professor's and Clare's scene - over pictures of computer graphics of the outside of the TARDIS over pictures which were recorded of the people the DOCTOR has met - CHRIS, WILKIN, ROMANA, PROFESSOR, SKAGRA, CLARE, K-9. All the time the word "INSOLUBLE!" appears.) On the carrier ship, Skagra was using the sphere to dive into my mind in search for the code that will unravel the book. Images was thrown up on the screen but one word kept recurring. Skagra was frustrated at my apparent lack of knowledge but he knew the book was the key that which the Time Lords imprisoned their most feared criminals. 33. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) DOCTOR: Oh come on, ship! What's taking you so long? SHIP: Estimated docking time two minutes. (As the docking of the Ship completes, the KRARG suddenly bursts into the control room. Both Chris and the Doctor leap to their feet and are baffled by the sight of the creature.) KRARG: Who are you? CHRIS: Doctor! (The KRARG approaches the centre of the room, and both CHRIS and the DOCTOR try to edge their way around the slow-moving creature in order to get a clear run for the door.) DOCTOR: Ah, hello there. CHRIS: What is it? DOCTOR: I don't know. KRARG: You are intruders. DOCTOR: Well actually I'm dad and this is Chris. KRARG: You trespass on my Lord's ship. You shall die! (The KRARG raises a prong-like electronic wapon in their direction.) DOCTOR: K-9! (K-9 retaliates, instantly blasting the KRARG with his red coloured nose laser that stops the Krarg in its tracks. However, as soon as the sht ceases, the Krarg starts moving again.) K-9: (Desperately) Master, I can only just hold him with blaster at maximum power. DOCTOR: Hold on K-9! (To CHRIS) We need a power feed - any power feed. (He crouches down and removes K-9's functioning side. CHRIS yanks a power line flex from the wall and hands the bared ends to the DOCTOR who sticks them into terminals inside K-9.) That better? K-9: Affirmative, Master. (K-9's blaster beam holds the Krarg frozen.) CHRIS: What on Earth is it? DOCTOR: What's Earth got to do with it? It looks like some sort of crystalline structure. SHIP: Preparing to dock. DOCTOR: You go ahead. Don't mind us. TOM: (over the sht of SKAGRA's ship materialising near the Think tnk Space Statsion) As the crew and I prepare to dock, the Krarg burst into the room, determined to destroy the intruders. With the aid of a power line, K-9 was able to hold the Krarg immovable 34. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (PROFESSOR Chronotis enters the study, still in his night attire, and carrying his usual tea tray. CLARE accepts the teacup.) CLARE: May I ask who you are? PROFESSOR: I was, I am, I will be, Professor Chronotis. Oh dear, we Gallifreyans have never managed to come up with a satisfactory form of grammar to cover these situations. CLARE: I don't know what's happening. What situation? PROFESSOR: Timelessness, standing obliquely to the time fields. CLARE: Is that what we're doing? PROFESSOR: Oh yes, and I'm very grateful to you for arranging it. CLARE: Me? But all I did was to press a button and... PROFESSOR: Yes, I know. A very ancient TARDIS this. I rescued it literally from the scrap heaps. I'm not allowed have one you know, still just as well because I'd be dad still. CLARE: (puzzed) Still dad? PROFESSOR: Yes, I've been klled. Only your timely mishandling of this machine meant that you tangled with my own time fields at the critical moment. (He can see she's not following him.) You're not following me are you? CLARE: No. PROFESSOR: Good. Think of me as a paradox in an anomaly and get on with your tea. CLARE: What? (She remembers the Tea.) Oh yes. PROFESSOR: We must find Skagra. CLARE: Yes? PROFESSOR: He has the book. CLARE: Ah! (Its something she actually knows something about.) PROFESSOR: You know something? (Her face says that "I know of it but I don't know what it is.") It is a very dangerous book and I have been very careless with it. It is the key to Shada. CLARE: Oh. PROFESSOR: The ancient Time Prison of the Time Lords. CLARE: I see. PROFESSOR: They have been induced to forget about it. CLARE: Oh? PROFESSOR: If Skagra is meddling with time control and mind transference, he is only going to Shada for one particular reason and it is imperative he be stopped. (The PROFESSOR rises from his chair and heads for the bedroom. CLARE leaps up enthusiastically.) CLARE: Yes! (then sits down in confusion.) Hm. Why? What on earth is there?! PROFESSOR: (from the bedroom door.) It's not a matter of what, it's a matter of who. 35. KRARG'S CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA is still scouring the DOCTOR's mind. On the screen, the book is in the DOCTOR's hands. And the DOCTOR can be heard to say:) DOCTOR: (oov) Not only is this not a book, but time is running backwards over it. (SKAGRA reacts with excitement.) ROMANA: You really are snooping through the Doctor's mind. I think that's horrible SKAGRA: Quiet! I think I have the answer. Come, we try a little experiment. (SKAGRA gets up, excited by this find. He approaches the TARDIS, taking the sphere with him. He holds open the door and ROMANA is forced to follow him.) TOM: Skagra decided that the Time Lord code would undoubtedly include Time and review what he thought what my last few hours. (We see some film and studio bits of the scenes involving the DOCTOR.) Then he took the sphere and the book back to the TARDIS. 36. SPACE STATION (The ship docks with the space station.) 37. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) (With the ship fully docked, the Doctor and Chris make their way to the door of the control room as K9 holds the Krarg at bay, though the Krarg is beginning to heat visibly.) SHIP: Docking sequence now complete. DOCTOR: Right. Let's go and see where we are. K-9. K-9: Master? DOCTOR: Keep holding him. K-9: Affirmative Master. TOM: Chris and I left, leaving K-9 in control of the Krarg. 38. SPACE STATION, CORRIDOR (The interior of the space station has changed over the past three months or so. It is now a dark, dank, dreary mess with dirt and rubbish littering every corner. Faintly the Quarantine Message can be heard in the background. The door marked "shuttle bay" opens and the DOCTOR and CHRIS emerge.) DOCTOR: Where are we? CHRIS: I don't know. DOCTOR: Neither do I. CHRIS: ...And I don't believe we just travelled hundred of light years. DOCTOR: Why not? CHRIS: "You cannot travel faster than light" - Einstein. DOCTOR: What? Do you understand Einstein? CHRIS: Yes. DOCTOR: What? And quantum theory? CHRIS: Yes. DOCTOR: What? And Planck? CHRIS: Yes. DOCTOR: What? And Newton? CHRIS: Yes. DOCTOR: What? And Schoenberg? CHRIS: Of course. DOCTOR: (pauses.) You've got a lot to unlearn. (They advance down the corridor and stop at where it joins with another corridor and examine a sign on the wall that says in magnetic-style lettering "IASS" and also, in smaller letter, "ASD". The DOCTOR recognises this and reads) Institute for Advanced Science Studies. CHRIS: ASD - Advanced State of Decay? DOCTOR: Shh! CHRIS: What? DOCTOR: Shh! Did you hear something? CHRIS: No. (The DOCTOR leads CHRIS down the rest of the corridor and into the main chamber of the space station...) 39. SPACE STATION, MAIN CONTROL ROOM (The Doctor looks up at the ceiling of the central control room and proclaims:) DOCTOR: Aha! Think tnk! Quite interesting. CHRIS: Quite interesting! This is fascinating. Absolutely fascinating! Do you mean that all this means something to you? DOCTOR: Oh yes! It's all terrible simple. You see... (He stops short as he and CHRIS nearly run straight into a pile of... old-looking men with very long hair.) 40. TARDIS - CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA stands by the TARDIS console. He turns the pages of the book, but doesn't seem to make any progress. He tries opening the book at the first page. Suddenly the central column of the TARDIS jerks, then stops moving. SKAGRA doesn't seem to have noticed. ROMANA has, however, and she is visibly alarmed. SKAGRA turns another page, and the column twitches again. This time SKAGRA notices. His excitement builds as he realises that turning the pages of the book within the TARDIS operates the column that houses the navigational instruments. He stops turning the book and the column halts.) SKAGRA: Exactly! Time runs backwards over the book. So I turn the pages within the time field of this machine and the machine operates. Good. And turning the last page will takes us to Shada. (With great satisfaction he slams the book closed.) 41. KRARG CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA, pushing ROMANA in front of him, emerges with the book. He is met by the KRARG COMMANDER.) SKAGRA: I have found the key. KRARG COMMANDER: Congratulations my Lord. SKAGRA: Make all preparations for the entry into Shada. (to ROMANA) And you must prepare yourself to meet one of the greatest most powerful criminals in history. A man the Time Lords have chosen to forget. ROMANA: Salyavin? SKAGRA: Salyavin! The lynch pin to my plans. TOM: In the TARDIS, Skagra was pondering over the book. As he turned the pages he realised the TARDIS central column operated as well. When he stopped turning the column slowed to a halt. He realised that time ran backwards over the book and turning the last page will take him to Shada. 42. SPACE STATION, MAIN CONTROL ROOM (Upon closer inspection we can see that the old men aren't old at all. They are in fact the men seen at the start of the story, though now all with three months' long beards, hair, and extremely long fingernails on each finger. They still exist in their zombie like state.) CHRIS: Who are they? What are they, Doctor? DOCTOR: Victims of Skagra's brain drain, whose intellectual powers have been stolen. Their memory patterns might still remain. (The DOCTOR turns and regards them.) CHRIS: If only they can tell us what happened to them? DOCTOR: Yes. What? CHRIS: If only they can tell us what happened to them? (You can see the light bulb that goes off above the DOCTOR's head.) DOCTOR: Bristol. CHRIS: Yes? DOCTOR: Bristol, I would like you to do something for him. CHRIS: Certainly. DOCTOR: It won't be pleasant. (CHRIS looks a little worried but the DOCTOR hits him gently on the arm for comfort.) (Here a link takes place) TOM: On returning to the command ship, Skagra informed the Krarg Commander to prepare for entry into Shada and warned Romana that she must prepared to meet one of the most powerful criminals in history. The lynch pin to his plans. Salyavin! 43. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) (Inside the Ship, K-9 is becoming desperate.) K-9: Master. The creature is absorbing impossible amounts of energy! Master! (The Krarg seems to be growing stronger in K-9's beam.) 44. SPACE STATION, MAIN CONTROL ROOM (The DOCTOR sits down one of the men on the cone structure at the centre of the room. CHRIS sits on the seat opposite him, facing away from the DOCTOR and the man. The DOCTOR turns to the nearby console.) DOCTOR: Bristol? CHRIS: Yes? DOCTOR: I'm going to allow this man access to your intelligence reserves. It's alright as its only temporary, but it might just allow this man to function. (He crosses the room, adjusting wall controls.) CHRIS: I hope you know what you're doing. DOCTOR: So do I. So do I. Take a deep breath. (...then turns some controls at the free-standing console, and turns on the power.) NOW! (Lights begin to twinkle inside the top of the cone, and CHRIS' head slumps back suddenly as though pulled by a force. The DOCTOR examines the man and feels his still-limp arm. He worriedly bends down to listen to his heartbeat, when slowly the man's long-nailed hand reaches over and touches the DOCTOR's curly-haired head. The DOCTOR jumps back, startled, as the man whispers:) MAN: Skagra! 45. SHIP, CONTROL ROOM (K-9 is becoming frantic.) K-9: Master. This creature absorbing energy, but it is also growing stronger. Hurry Master. (The Krarg begins to slowly move. . . ) TOM: K-9's continuing blasting was holding the creature paralysed, but the creature's strength was growing. 46. MAIN CONTROL ROOM (CHRIS's head lies motionless.) MAN: Who are you? DOCTOR: The Doctor. MAN: What are you doing here? DOCTOR: Who are you? MAN: My name is Caldera. DOCTOR: What? Not A.C.D Caldera? MAN: The same? DOCTOR: The neurologist. MAN: Yes. (The DOCTOR carefully shakes CALDERA's hand.) DOCTOR: It's a pleasure to meet you, sir. One of the greatest intellects of your generation. CALDERA: So are we all. DOCTOR: What? CALDERA: (introduces the rest of the men, from left to right:) A.S.T. Thira the Psychologist, G.V. Centauri the Parametricist, L.D. Ia the Biologist, I. Akriotiti... (The DOCTOR shakes the hand of the first man, pats another one on the head, and shakes his hand in greeting at the one on the end.) DOCTOR: Some of the greatest intellects in the Universe. CALDERA: ...And Doctor Skagra. (This catches the DOCTOR's attention and returned to CALDERA.) Geneticist, and Astro-engineer, and Cyberneticist, and Neurostructuralist, and Moral Theologian. DOCTOR: Yes, and too clever by seven-eighths. Who is he? Where does he come from? CALDERA: We don't know. DOCTOR: What?! CALDERA: But he was very impressive. He offered very handsome fees. So we all agreed. DOCTOR: To do what? CALDERA: Don't you see. The Think tnk was his idea, and he set it up. DOCTOR: He did? To do what? CALDERA: Pulling the pooling of intellectual resources by electronic mind transference. DOCTOR: What? CALDERA: He conceived it on a grand scale the project on a grand scale, just how grand we didn't realised. Not at first, not until we had built the sphere. Not until it was too late DOCTOR: Why? What happened? CALDERA: He stole our brains!!!! (The DOCTOR lowers his head in shock and dismay.) 47. SHIP, CONTROL ROOM (NOT MADE) (K9 is clearly losing his battle with the Krarg, which is now clearly moving, and starts running (or wheeling) for the door. . .) TOM: The Krarg was absorbing all the power K-9 could pour into it. The blaster fre was fused into the haze that surrounded the Krarg. 48. MAIN CONTROL ROOM (CALDERA struggles to talk as CHRIS' head rocks back and forth. He finally softly says:) CALDERA: He stole our brains! CHRIS: Shh! Easy! CALDERA: The whole of humanity! DOCTOR: What?! The whole of humanity! CALDERA: The whole! But he needed... DOCTOR: What did he need? CALDERA: One mind, one unique mind... DOCTOR: What mind? CALDERA: A man called... DOCTOR: What was he called? CALDERA: A man called... DOCTOR: What was he called? CALDERA: ...Salyavin! DOCTOR: Salyavin? (CALDERA's head falls to his chest...) 49. SHIP, CORRIDOR (NOT MADE) (The Krarg is absorbing all the power K-9 can emit, and the blaster beam is now fused in the red haze surrounding the Krarg. The creature moves and K-9 backs away. The Krarg follows him. K-9 concedes defeat, stops blasting, and retreats toward the Main Door of the ship.) TOM: Realising he had lost the battle, K-9 headed for the door, followed by the lumbering Krarg. 50. MAIN CONTROL ROOM (With the experiment over, the DOCTOR tries to wake CHRIS.) DOCTOR: Bristol? (no answer. The DOCTOR checks CHRIS's heart.) Bristol? Are you alright? (CHRIS's eyes opened) CHRIS: I feel marvellous! DOCTOR: Good, good, it'll pass. You're fit. (He pats CHRIS on he back as CHRIS gets up.) CHRIS: What did you find out? DOCTOR: Not much, not enough to locate Skagra, just enough to frighten me out of my wits. (Suddenly K-9 enters the chamber.) K-9: Master! DOCTOR: K-9! Why aren't you back at...? (The DOCTOR stops short as he sees that behind K-9 is the Krarg. Its footsteps leave a smoking trail in its wake, and its head and torso glow with a red haze. The glow lights the room, and the zombie scientists cower from it in fear. It smashes its wapon into the wall and a shower of sparks results.) K-9, try and keep it back! K-9: Power supply at danger level. (The DOCTOR moves towards the cone as though to pull CALDERA and the other scientists onto his side of the room, but the Krarg's heat forces him to move to the side. The Krarg swings its prod device into the cone and forces the DOCTOR away. The DOCTOR backs away as the Krarg advances toward him slowly. The DOCTOR tries crawling over the cone slightly differently.) CHRIS: Doctor, look out! (The Krarg slams the cone again, this time knocking the DOCTOR away from the cone altogether and back towards CHRIS. The two back away from the advancing Krarg until they are almost at the wall. The DOCTOR looks straight into the searing red haze of the coal-like creature as it paces forward towards them...)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x24 - Shada - part 4 - unaired"}	foreverdreaming
PART FIVE by DOUGLAS ADAMS would have been transmitted - 16 February 1980 1. MAIN CONTROL ROOM (With the experiment over, the DOCTOR tries to wake CHRIS.) DOCTOR: Bristol? (no answer. The DOCTOR checks CHRIS's heart.) Bristol? Are you alright? (CHRIS's eyes opened) CHRIS: I feel marvelous! DOCTOR: Good, good, it'll pass. You're fit. (He pats CHRIS on he back as CHRIS gets up.) CHRIS: What did you find out? DOCTOR: Not much, not enough to locate Skagra, just enough to frighten me out of my wits. (Suddenly K-9 enters the chamber.) K-9: Master! DOCTOR: K-9! Why aren't you back at...? (The DOCTOR stops short as he sees that behind K-9 is the Krarg. Its footsteps leave a smoking trail in its wake, and its head and torso glow with a red haze. The glow lights the room, and the zombie scientists cower from it in fear. It smashes its wapon into the wall and a shower of sparks results.) K-9, try and keep it back! K-9: Power supply at danger level. (The DOCTOR moves towards the cone as though to pull CALDERA and the other scientists onto his side of the room, but the Krarg's heat forces him to move to the side. The Krarg swings its prod device into the cone and forces the DOCTOR away. The DOCTOR backs away as the Krarg advances toward him slowly. The DOCTOR tries crawling over the cone slightly differently.) CHRIS: Doctor, look out! (The Krarg slams the cone again, this time knocking the DOCTOR away from the cone altogether and back towards CHRIS. The two back away from the advancing Krarg until they are almost at the wall. The DOCTOR looks straight into the searing read haze of the coal-like creature as it paces forward towards them...) DOCTOR: Bristol! CHRIS: Yes? DOCTOR: Still feeling marvelous? CHRIS: (nervously) Yes. DOCTOR: Good. Give me ten seconds. (The DOCTOR rushes around the cone to the scientists while CHRIS tries to distract the Krarg.) CHRIS: Well, come on then! Come on then! (CHRIS has his fists clenched out in front of him. The Krarg moves closer to Chris, and K-9 is now able to escape into the corridor. In rage, the Krarg turns its attention to the thought-mixing cone and hits it with its wapon. The cone begins to glow with a dangerous-looking light. Chris tries to warn the Doctor that the cone is about to blow up. The cone begins to smoke heavily, filling the room with a smoke that merges with the red haze of the Krarg that makes visibility nil.) Doctor, come on! It's going to blow up! K-9: Danger, Doctor, Danger. (With the Krarg as blind as they are, CHRIS manages to pull a protesting DOCTOR out of the room. He tries to go back for the scientists one more time but CHRIS stops him.) Danger, Doctor, Danger. CHRIS: (seeing the DOCTOR about to go inside) No! (And forces the DOCTOR to go down the corridor. Back inside the room, the Krarg attcks the scientists unmercifully, klling one and injuring others before it turns back to the door and begins to follow the others.) 2. CORRIDOR (K-9 calls warnings as CHRIS and the DOCTOR joins him at the shuttle airlock door. The Doctor tries to operate the door, but it appears to be jammed.) DOCTOR: It's jammed! (He pulls out his sonic screwdriver and operates it on the mechanism as the Krarg lumbers down the corridor after them. The door opens just in the nick of time. CHRIS, the DOCTOR, and K-9...) K-9: Danger, Doctor, Danger! (... rush through just allowing the door to fall before the Krarg reaches it.) 3. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) (Alarms are going as the three rush into the room.) SHIP: Emergency, Emergency. Imminent explsin in our vicinity. Emergency escape procedures will be followed. DOCTOR: Well just stop nattering and get on with it. (They are thrown about violently by the emergency thrust of the engines.) Not that way! I told you how to do it! Dematerialise! 4. SPACE STATION (SKAGRA's ship lifts off from the space station and then vanishes, again with the sound of the TARDIS. Seconds later, the space station erupts in a catastrophic explsin that lights the void brilliantly. The centre ring of the station twists and burns away what it left of the atmosphere that was inside.) TOM: As I rushed into Skagra's ship, I ordered her to lift off and dematerialise immediately. (this is said over the ship taking off from the space station and the station exploding.) (More but with spoilers.) 5. SHIP, MAIN CONTROL (NOT MADE) DOCTOR: Good, you're learning. Which is more than we're doing. CHRIS: What do you mean? DOCTOR: We're still no nearer finding Skagra. CHRIS: What do you think we should do? DOCTOR: I don't know. CHRIS: Well, try looking on the bright side. DOCTOR: I have. There's nothing there. Now listen to me, ship! SHIP: I hear you. DOCTOR: Good. Now I'm going to ask you once again. Where is your Lord Skagra SHIP: He did not reveal his destination to me. DOCTOR: But you must have some idea. SHIP: I am a computer. I do not have ideas. I obey instructions. DOCTOR: So you've no idea where he's gone. SHIP: I do not. DOCTOR: Doesn't the wretched man have a home to go to? SHIP: (matter-of-factly) Yes. DOCTOR: He has? SHIP: Yes. DOCTOR: Then why didn't you tell me? SHIP: You didn't ask. DOCTOR: But... Will you please take us there? SHIP: Doctor, much of my circuitry feels uneasy about continuing to accept instructions from a dad man. DOCTOR: Well just tell it not to worry. I'm sure your Lord Skagra will be very anxious to pay his last respects to me. SHIP: Instructions accepted. DOCTOR: (to CHRIS.) I do hate computers. They're so literal minded. Aren't they K-9? K-9: Master? 6. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (PROFESSOR Chronotis has dressed fully and even has his coat and a shabby grey hat on. He fiddles with a piece of the golden console he's dismantled and looks over the rims of his glasses at CLARE (who for some reason has got her normal tied up hair now down about her shoulders. [possibly recorded on another day then the other scenes in the Room] ) next to him. She is examining a piece of equipment that she can't begin to understand.) CLARE: (exasperatedly) Look, I don't even know what I'm meant to be doing! PROFESSOR: We must get this old perambulator moving again. CLARE: Well, it certainly moved when I touched it. PROFESSOR: A spasm, a mere spasm. I only hope it wasn't a dying spasm. (CLARE has put the piece of equipment she was working on down and has joined the PROFESSOR while eating a slice of cheese.) Because it has left us jammed between two irrational time interfaces, and time is moving away from us. If we ever do manage to disentangle ourselves, I'll have to be careful otherwise I shall cease to exist again. CLARE: Oh really? PROFESSOR: Now do what I do. CLARE: What's that? PROFESSOR: Forget about it. CLARE: That's easier said than done. (turns away to get a better look at her piece of equipment.) Who was this Salyavin person? PROFESSOR: Salyavin! He was a criminal whose exploits have been wildly exaggerated. He was a hotheaded, brilliant young man with a peculiar talent. (He walks over to her and holds out the piece of equipment he's trying to fix.) I can't fix this. CLARE: Can I help? PROFESSOR: Difficult! Very difficult. To repair an interfacial resonator requires two operations that must be performed absolutely simultaneously. (He heads for the kitchen) And to be honest, my dear, I don't think you have the knowledge. CLARE: So we're stuck? PROFESSOR: Yes. CLARE: I could learn, you know. I'm very quick. (The PROFESSOR turns and stares at her strangely.) What's the matter? (The PROFESSOR takes off his glasses and his voice suddenly becomes deadly serious.) PROFESSOR: Listen to me. Listen to me very carefully. What I am about to do you are never to speak of, and this is the only time I will ever do it. CLARE: What are you talking about? PROFESSOR: Do I have your promise? CLARE: Well, what are you going to do? PROFESSOR: Do I have your promise?!?! CLARE: Yes, yes alright. PROFESSOR: What is that piece of equipment you are holding in your hand? CLARE: I have absolutely no idea. PROFESSOR: Good. (The PROFESSOR removes his glasses and stares at CLARE. His eyes glow with a very strange spectral light, and the rest of his face appears to darken as though it were shaded. CLARE looks back at him as though he were saying something to her. The light fades and PROFESSOR's face returns to normal. He places the glasses back on his eyes.) Now, what is the piece of equipment? CLARE: (in a tone that said that it was something obvious.) This? It's a conceptual geometer relay, with an agronomic trigger, a totally defunct field separator, but it doesn't really matter. We can dispense with it if we can get that interfacial resonator working again. PROFESSOR: (smiling) Splendid! CLARE: Well, let's do that then, shall we? (CLARE and the PROFESSOR walk to the golden console and begin to adjust the equipment together.) 7. CARRIER SHIP (Somewhere in the shallows of space Skagra's ship materialises alongside the Command Ship.) 8. GENERATION ROOM, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (In the annex to the command room, a Krarg is in the final stage of creation, being watched by its Commander. As the new Krarg rises out of the vat, the Commander leaves to report to his Lord.) 9. COMMAND DECK, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (On the command deck, several Krargs are wandering around while some keep ROMANA under guard in a corner. The Commander enters and begins reporting to SKAGRA.) SKAGRA: Well? KRARG COMMANDER: We have a full complement, my Lord. SKAGRA: Good. Then let us go. (The despondent ROMANA is startled suddenly as a finger taps her on the shoulder. She spins around and faces the DOCTOR!) ROMANA: (startled whisper but her face happier than its been in a long time.) Doctor! How did you get here? DOCTOR: These kind people brought me. (ROMANA face then sinks back to levels its more accustomed to recently as she sees that the DOCTOR, CHRIS, and K-9 are all prisoners of a group of Krargs. SKAGRA sees them.) SKAGRA: (a little amazed) Doctor! DOCTOR: Ah, hello there. SKAGRA: I am... a little surprised to find you here. DOCTOR: Your ship was a little surprised to find itself bringing me. SKAGRA: You stole my ship? DOCTOR: Only after you stole mine. Ah, there she is. I hope you've been looking after her. May I check? If you've been over-revving her in third phase... (Two Krargs bar his way. SKAGRA ignores the request.) SKAGRA: I am curious to know how you survived the treatment of my sphere. DOCTOR: It only looks for what it expects to find. I made it look for the wrong things. We Time Lords have highly trained minds. SKAGRA: So I am aware, Doctor. If you have come here in the hope of interfering with my great Purpose, I am afraid you will be... DOCTOR: Great purpose! Ha Ha! SKAGRA: Yes, Doctor, the very greatest. DOCTOR: (slightly laughing.) I know what you want to do, you old sly-boots. You want to take over the Universe, don't you? I've met your sort before. Any moment a mad gleam will come into your eye and you'll start shouting, 'The universe will be mine!' (SKAGRA looks at him quizzically. He is clearly devoid of any mad gleam and is not going to shout.) SKAGRA: How naive Doctor, how pathetically limited your vision is. DOCTOR: (shouting) Limited! SKAGRA: (laughs) 'Take over the Universe'. How childish. Who could possibly want to take over the Universe? DOCTOR: Exactly! That's what I keep on trying to tell people. It's a troublesome place, difficult to administer, and as a piece of real estate it's worthless because by definition there'd be no one to sell it to. SKAGRA: (sneers) Both visions are for infants. My purpose is to fulfils the natural evolutionary goal of all life. DOCTOR: Oh yes? SKAGRA: With the aid of the sphere I shall make the whole of creation merge into one single mind, one godlike entity. DOCTOR: You will? (He says this in a tone like he was speaking to a four year old whose telling him about how well he can tie his shoelaces.) SKAGRA: (voice becomes tense with emotion.) The Universe, Doctor, as you so crudely put it, shall be mine!! DOCTOR: Have you discussed this with anyone? Why don't you send one of your Krargs to make some tea; we can sit down and... SKAGRA: Doctor, your inane witterings do not interest me. This will happen. It will start within hours. Once started, nothing you or anyone can do will stop it. (To the Krargs) Take them away, lock them up, melt down the key. (Before the Krargs can move...) DOCTOR: Run! (The DOCTOR makes a sudden rush for the TARDIS, but the Krargs there bar his way again. He turns on his heel and bolts down a corridor. Chris and K-9 manage to follow him, but ROMANA is grabbed by a Krarg.) SKAGRA: (waves his hand after them and orders.) kll them! (The Krargs draw their wapon and move slowly in pursuit.) 10. CORRIDOR, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (In a corridor in the command ship, the trio move as fast as they can, looking for some form of cover. Seconds after them, Krargs appear, wapon crackling.) DOCTOR: Clever feint don't you think? Making them think I was trying to get to the TARDIS. CHRIS: What were you trying to do? DOCTOR: Get to the TARDIS? CHRIS: Where are we? DOCTOR: Lost. Keep moving. (They keep running.) 11. COMMAND DECK, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) SKAGRA: They will be caught and destroyed. KRARG COMMANDER: What do you want to do with this one, my Lord? (SKAGRA looks at ROMANA.) SKAGRA: She will come with us to Shada. Enough time has been taken. We will leave now. (He grabs Romana roughly and takes her to the TARDIS. He opens the door...) Come! (...and with the KRARG COMMANDER and several other Krargs following, they all enter.) 12. CORRIDORS, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR, CHRIS, and K-9 manage to find an alcove to hide in.) CHRIS: Doctor, that man must be mad, mustn't he? DOCTOR: Madness, sanity, it's all just a matter of opinion. CHRIS: What's your opinion? DOCTOR: He must be mad. But infinitely dangerous. CHRIS: You mean he's serious? He can do all that? DOCTOR: It's possible. K-9: Master. Krargs approaching. DOCTOR: Then stay quiet. K-9: Permission to blast them, Master. DOCTOR: No! You remember what happened last time. Just stay quiet. (The Krargs all lumber past straight past the hiding place.) They've gone. Right. Back the way we came. Quietly! (They quietly emerge from hiding and head back down the way they came. Very faintly, they all think they can hear the sound of the TARDIS, but there is something odd about its sound.) Shhh! CHRIS: What? DOCTOR: That. CHRIS: The TARDIS? Surprised we can hear it from here. DOCTOR: Something odd about it. Come on. (Suddenly a blast from a Krarg's gn flies through the air and slams into the wall beside them.) Come on! Run! (They flee once more, but stop as they see more of the creatures coming from the front. They head down a third corridor which ends in a T-junction.) CHRIS: We tried this before. It's a dad end! DOCTOR: Then we're trapped. (But they try it anyway. Somehow, at the end of the corridor is a strange old wooden door.) CHRIS: This wasn't here before. DOCTOR: Get in!! (He opens the door.) TOM: K-9, Chris and I emerged inside the Carrier Ship and face to face with Skagra, Romana and a multitude of Krargs. With the aid of the sphere, Skagra intend to merge the whole of creation into one single mind. One god-like entity. The universe will be Skagra! As the Krargs prepared to lock up the prisoners, K-9, Chris and I made a break for it. Romana was dragged into the TARDIS by Skagra and a detachment of Krargs while the remainder of the creatures pursued my group. Suddenly I spotted a door and decided to take cover. 13. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (Inside PROFESSOR Chronotis' rooms - CLARE is fixing some small piece of equipment while the PROFESSOR is checking the golden console. Suddenly the main door opens, being held open by the DOCTOR. [We can see the walls of the Corridor of the Carrier Ship through the doorway] CHRIS and K-9 follow him inside and help him shove the door closed. The DOCTOR notes the lack of opposition and then pats CHRIS on the shoulder with his fist several times. Absolutely simultaneously, the two turn around, slide backwards, and gulp loudly.) CHRIS: Keightley! CLARE: (resorting to astonishment.) Chris? PROFESSOR: Cup of tea? 14. CORRIDORS, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (In the corridor outside, the Krargs arrive and try to open the wooden door. They have no success and next try blasting it and beating it with their wapon. The door stands firm.) TOM: The Krargs started to break into the Professor's room. 15. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The DOCTOR is examining the controls of the PROFESSOR's room.) PROFESSOR: Doctor, how do you like my TARDIS? DOCTOR: Oh, ace. Ace! PROFESSOR: It's strictly unofficial. I'm not really allowed one. DOCTOR: Yes, and there's no better way to hide it than by living in it, you old sly boots. (We move over to CLARE and CHRIS.) CLARE: What are you doing here? CHRIS: How am I'm suppose to know. What's the Professor room doing here? CLARE: Oh, you may well ask, but ask the Professor. (Back to the DOCTOR and PROFESSOR.) PROFESSOR: Doctor, where is Skagra? DOCTOR: Shhh. Not so loud. He's right outside. He's got Romana. He got the TARDIS. He got the book. I thought you were dad, Professor. PROFESSOR: Yes, so did I. DOCTOR: Did you really? PROFESSOR: Listen Doctor, if Skagra has the TARDIS and the book, he can get to Shada. DOCTOR: Shada? Shada? PROFESSOR: Yes, the Time Lords' prison planet. You've probably forgotten about it. DOCTOR: I never forget anything. I never... (He stops and then remembers.) That's right. I have forgotten. The Time Lords' prison planet. Now why would I have forgotten it? Of course, Salyavin was imprisoned on Shada. (wanting to show off, to CLARE) Ask me who Salyavin was. CLARE: (surprising the DOCTOR by knowing the answer.) Oh, he was a great criminal imprisoned centuries ago by the Time Lords. (CHRIS looks at her strangely.) DOCTOR: A great criminal, unique mental powers. He had the capacity to project his mind into other minds. Didn't he Professor? CHRIS: Isn't this what Skagra doing? DOCTOR: Oh no, no, no, no. With Skagra, quite the opposite. Skagra had the capacity to take minds out of people, but he couldn't put minds into them. That's why he needs Salyavin in his sphere, and that's why he's going to Shada. CHRIS: Of course. PROFESSOR: (worriedly) Doctor! He must not get there. 16. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (Inside the TARDIS, ROMANA is closely guarded by the Krargs. She watches as SKAGRA begins to turn the pages of the book, starting with the first one. With each page turned, the column rises and falls in unison, and instead of her usual mechanical wheezing, the TARDIS engines emit a deep, melodic, rising and falling hum.) SKAGRA: (smiles and says triumphantly.) The key turns slowly in the lock. The door to Shada opens! (He begins to turn the pages more quickly.) TOM: (over the book and the TARDIS in space.) In the TARDIS, Skagra turned the pages of the book, activating the central column of the space-craft by doing so. While Romana watched impassively, the craft proceeded to Shada. 17. SPACE (The TARDIS spins through space, en route...) 18. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (Inside the Professor's rooms, the DOCTOR, PROFESSOR, CLARE, and CHRIS are sitting in a circle, having tea.) DOCTOR: With Skagra's mind and Salyavin's mind in the sphere, Skagra will become omnipotent. CHRIS: (worriedly) What, do you mean that he could just move himself into every mind in the Universe? DOCTOR: Yes, eventually, It might take thousands of years, but that wouldn't matter. His mind would be immortal. It would spread like a disease. CHRIS: It's quite a thought though isn't it? Every mind working together as a single organism, a single mind. DOCTOR: Skagra's mind. Not a pleasant thought. CLARE: Doctor, we got to stop him from getting to Shada... DOCTOR: Yes. But how? He got a start on us and we don't know the way. PROFESSOR: We must follow him? CHRIS: But how? PROFESSOR: The same way we arrived. DOCTOR: You followed the TARDIS' space-time trail! Of course! (He leaps to his feet, and the other three follow him up. He suddenly looks worried, as though thinking of something, and he sits down again, slowly. The others all begin to sit down as well, until suddenly he shouts) Let's go! (...and runs for the golden console.) 19. RECEPTION AREA - SHADA (NOT MADE) (The long forgotten Time Lord prison planet of Shada looks more like an asteroid than it does a planet. It looks like it was once a vertical egg-shaped body, but a quarter of it on the top has been carved away, and on the flat surface a small space structure can be seen Shada's reception area is small and only dimly lit with red pools of light. The air of dank decay hangs over everything. Even in the gloom, however, several small corridors can be seen leading off to other places.) (The centuries-old stillness is suddenly disturbed with the materialisation of the Police Box shaped TARDIS. The door opens and SKAGRA emerges, carrying his carpet bag. He is followed by the Krargs, who march ROMANA to the front of the group.) SKAGRA: Shada!! ROMANA: It looks horrid. SKAGRA: It was built by your race. A prison planet. ROMANA: I hope you feel at home. SKAGRA: Keep her silent! (The Krargs tighten their grip on her while SKAGRA glances around himself. He then walks to a central console in the middle of the room and brushes the dust off it disdainfully. He presses a few buttons and the machine hums into life.) The index. (He looks up an entry on a screen, written in Gallifreyan script. On the screen is the following) READOUT: RUNGAR - wr CRIMES SEC. 5/JL SENTENCE IN PERP. CAB. 45, CHAM. S SABJATRIC - MASS mrder SEC. 7/PY SENTENCE IN PERP. CAB. 43, CHAM. L SALYAVIN - MIND CRIMES SEC. 245/XR SENTENCE IN PERP. CAB. 9, CHAM. T SKAGRA: Salyavin! Chamber T, Cabinet 9. (He presses another button, and a dim light lights over one of the corridor entrances: Chambers R,S,T,V.) (To the Krargs) Two of you guard this machine. You, bring the girl. Come, you shall meet the great Salyavin. (They move into the interior of Shada...) 20. CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (One KRARG, ROMANA, and SKAGRA step slowly down the dark corridor.) SKAGRA: This is where your precious Time Lords used to put the criminals they simply wanted to forget about. ROMANA: I've never even heard of it. SKAGRA: Obviously you forget very thoroughly on Gallifrey. (Ahead of them the tunnel branches. A dim light lights up - (T).) This way. (ROMANA shivers with a chill as they enter a branch in the tunnel. After they leave, a low grating sound is heard as the wooden door of Prof. Chronotis' TARDIS materialises in the wall.) TOM: Taking Romana and the Krargs with him, Skagra searches the records of Shada to discover the whereabouts of Salyavin. Success! They set off for in pursuit of Cabinet 9, Chamber T, leaving guards at the records centre. 21. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The golden console chimes, signalling their arrival at Shada,) PROFESSOR: Doctor, we're arrived! DOCTOR: Good! Good! (to CHRIS and CLARE) Now you two... CLARE & CHRIS: Yes? DOCTOR: Stay here. (The DOCTOR says "No" over their waving protestations adding) I'm not at liberty to explain. (He then squats down next to K-9) K-9, you can come along, but you're not to tangle with any Krargs, unless of course if you have to tangle with any Krargs. PROFESSOR: Hurry! Skagra will be here already. (He heads out the open door, the DOCTOR follows, holding the door open and telling K-9) DOCTOR: Come on! Come on! 22. CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (They emerge through the door.) DOCTOR: The TARDIS must be in this direction. PROFESSOR: But Skagra will have gone in this direction. (He points the other way.) DOCTOR: How do you know? PROFESSOR: I... heard footsteps. DOCTOR: If I can get to the TARDIS first we can stop Skagra getting it back. He'll have no escape. PROFESSOR: But it is imperative we find him before he finds Salyavin. DOCTOR: Yes, but let's just exercise a little strategy shall we? 23. MAIN CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA enters the large main chamber of Shada. It is decorated with a large array of translucent doors, through which the vague figures of people and creatures can be seen.) SKAGRA: The prisoners of Shada, each one in his own separate cryogenic cell. Alive, but frozen. In perpetual imprisonment. (sarcastically) A very humane solution don't you think? ROMANA: Don't look at me. I'm not answerable for the Time Lords. SKAGRA: You are a Time Lord? ROMANA: Yes, but... SKAGRA: No matter. Time Lords will soon be irrelevant. Before I find Salyavin I shall release some of these. They can become the first to participate in the Universal Mind. (He crosses to the main console in the centre of the chamber and checks the records. He recognises some of the names as he passes over their images. (The display shows some old foes of the DOCTOR's including a Dalek, a Cyberman, and a Zygon. [according to other documentation on SHADA stated that there was going to be a Cybermen (played by Pat Gorman) but not 100% sure on the Dalek and Zygon.]) SKAGRA makes his selection and operates the wakening mechanism. In several of the cells, gas swirls around the prisoners inside begin to stir...) TOM: The Professor seemed in some way able to know what was Skagra was thinking and insisted they head in a particular route. Skagra meanwhile revitalised the prisoners cabinet. They began to stir. 24. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (CHRIS and CLARE relax inside Chronotis' rooms.) CHRIS: How odd some days work out isn't it? I mean there I was, just cycling down King's Parade... CLARE: Chris, there's something very strange about the Professor... CHRIS: Why single out the Professor? (CLARE starts to talk about her problem but CHRIS interrupts her.) I want to know what's going on out there. CLARE: Chris, you're not leaving to me... CHRIS: I just don't like getting left behind. I mean, just because we come from Earth doesn't give everyone the right to be patronising to us. (He examines the room's console.) Well, admittedly, all this does make us look a bit primitive. I doesn't have even the faintest idea how it all works. CLARE: I have. CHRIS: (very surprised) You do? CLARE: At least I did a while ago. CHRIS: What do you mean? CLARE: That's what I been trying to tell you all along. Its something that the Professor did to me, to my mind... (CHRIS looks half-shocked and half-puzzled and it looks like for CHRIS that all the pieces of the puzzle are falling into place.) 25. MAIN CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA watches as a number of zombie-like prisoners stagger free from their cells and step into the main chamber.) SKAGRA: Enough. Their consciousness will soon return and we must be ready for them. (He removes the sphere from the bag in preparation.) 26. CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (In the reception area, the Doctor spots the TARDIS but sees it guarded by two Krargs.) DOCTOR: So much for strategy. (He retreats back down the corridor he came up in to meet the PROFESSOR and K-9.) Alright, we'll do it your way. PROFESSOR: By all the suns, I hope we're not too late. (They rush down the corridor.) K-9... K-9: Professor? PROFESSOR: Be alert. If Skagra tries to use the sphere on ... anyone, you must destroy it. K-9: Affirmative. DOCTOR: I rather hope we're going to destroy it anyway. (They continue to move like ghosts down the deep, dark tunnels.) 27. MAIN CONTROL, SHADA (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA searches the cubicles for Salyavin. As each prisoner comes out of his door, another cubicle slides on a mechanism behind the last one to replace it. Dimly visible, there are figures inside each cubicle. Cabinet Nine comes to the fore, and SKAGRA stops the mechanism.) SKAGRA: Cabinet Nine. There he is. The man I have spent my life finding. The man who will reshape the entire Universe! Salyavin! Let us release him!! (ROMANA's eyes watch nervously but raptly as SKAGRA's finger slowly moves toward the button, savouring the moment. Suddenly the DOCTOR bursts in, K-9 and Chronotis follow him.) DOCTOR: No, Skagra, stop! ROMANA: Doctor! SKAGRA: Keep away from here!! PROFESSOR: (heads directly for the console.) You must not press that button. (SKAGRA signals the KRARG to move. It draws its wapon and holds all the intruders back.) SKAGRA: You are too late! (He presses the button.) Salyavin is released!!! (Inside the cubicle, the gas swirls and fills the chamber, but... no one emerges. SKAGRA is confused and frightened. He goes to the cabinet. The DOCTOR and the PROFESSOR follow him slowly) Keep back! (But they try again and no attempt is made to stop them. SKAGRA pulls open the door, and reaches for the body that is still slumped there... He is utterly appalled to find a roughly made dummy...) Salyavin! Where is Salyavin! PROFESSOR: I escaped centuries ago. TOM: The prisoners were reviving from their sleep. Skagra approached Cabinet 9 and activated the revival just as I and my group burst into the chamber. Skagra warned us to keep back. He reached into the cabinet and pulled out a pathetic dummy-like substitute. Skagra's anger mounted until Professor Chronotis explained that HE was Salyavin. 28. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (CLARE has told CHRIS about her experience with the PROFESSOR.) CHRIS: Let me just get this right. You say that he... Just "Walked into your mind." CLARE: Well sort of. Just like he barged in the front door and shuffled my thoughts about. CHRIS: But the Doctor said was that ability was unique to the guy that Skagra's come here to find. . . (He trails off as he realises that the PROFESSOR is Salayavin.) On your feet, Keightley. Come on, let's see what's happening. (They get to their feet and with CHRIS leading the way, they leave the Professor's TARDIS and enter Shada. . .) 29. MAIN CONTROL, SHADA (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA cannot believe what he's just heard.) SKAGRA: You! DOCTOR: You're Salyavin? PROFESSOR: Yes, I am Doctor. That's why I wanted no one to come here. I wanted to live my life out in peace. To forget the stupidities of my past, forget this hateful power. I have suppressed it for years, except where it was necessary to cover my tracks. Now, go Skagra, leave me in peace. Forget this insanity. SKAGRA: No Salyavin, I have you here. I have everything I need! PROFESSOR: Do not force me to use my power on you, Skagra. (Suddenly the DOCTOR notices that the sphere has been idly drifting towards the PROFESSOR and it begins to settle on his head.) DOCTOR: K-9! The sphere! sht it! (K-9 immediately sht the globe full blast with his nose laser. The sphere shatters into pieces, but each piece seems to form into a new, smaller, sphere. One of them swiftly attaches itself to the PROFESSOR, who drops to the floor with a howl of pain. The other spheres cut off the DOCTOR's path.) SKAGRA: Now, Doctor, stay very, very still. (The Krarg deliberately tightens his grip on ROMANA who yelps with pain.) Now, Doctor, you shall see the beginning of the Universal Mind! (The sphere that had attcked the PROFESSOR now leaves him and joins the other spheres. The room glows as though in a thunderstorm as vast amounts of electric-looking, strangely coloured power crackles between the spheres. Then each sphere attaches itself to one of the nearby prisoners. SKAGRA smiles in triumph... as do the prisoners... SKAGRA turns to face the Doctor... as do the prisoners... The Doctor backs off, lost for any and all words...) 30. CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (CHRIS and CLARE arrive and watch the link-up of the prisoners and the start of the march towards the DOCTOR. Chris sees what's going on and rushes forward to help before CLARE can stop him.) CHRIS: (shouting) No! 31. MAIN CONTROL, SHADA (NOT MADE) (CHRIS runs into the middle of the chamber. SKAGRA and the prisoners glare at him as if one.) SKAGRA: Sphere! (Before CHRIS can move, a sphere zooms over and attaches itself to his forehead. In an instant, he is taken over. His expression matches that of the others, and together all the prisoners, including CHRIS, advance on the DOCTOR.) SKAGRA: (promises evilly) NOW DOCTOR, WE WILL DEAL WITH YOU!!!! (The prisoners, including CHRIS, get the DOCTOR trapped in a corner of the room. Hands outstretched in claws, they march like one towards the DOCTOR.) TOM: (by the "Pyramids Of Mars" Coffin.) Skagra ordered the sphere to drain Salayvin's mind but K-9 blasted it into pieces. Each fragment reformed into another small sphere. One of which settled on the old man. Skagra was exhilarated - "You shall see the beginning of the universal mind" he cries as the spheres came together, discharging vast amounts of energy. And then, each of them attach themselves to one of the prisoners who turned towards me. Chris and Clare entered the chamber and the young man rushed forward trying to help. A sphere absorbed his mind in an instant. The prisoners, including Chris, marched menacing towards me...	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x25 - Shada - part 5 - unaired"}	foreverdreaming
PART SIX by DOUGLAS ADAMS would have been transmitted - 23February 1980 1. MAIN CHAMBER, SHADA (NOT MADE) SKAGRA: No Salyavin, I have you here. I have everything I need! PROFESSOR: Do not force me to use my power on you, Skagra. (Suddenly the DOCTOR notices that the sphere has been idly drifting towards the PROFESSOR and it begins to settle on his head.) DOCTOR: K-9! The sphere! sht it! (K-9 immediately sht the globe full blast with his nose laser. The sphere shatters into pieces, but each piece seems to form into a new, smaller, sphere. One of them swiftly attaches itself to the PROFESSOR, who drops to the floor with a howl of pain. The other spheres cut off the DOCTOR's path.) SKAGRA: Now, Doctor, stay very, very still. (The Krarg deliberately tightens his grip on ROMANA who yelps with pain.) Now, Doctor, you shall see the beginning of the Universal Mind! (The sphere that had attcked the PROFESSOR now leaves him and joins the other spheres. The room glows as though in a thunderstorm as vast amounts of electric-looking, strangely coloured power crackles between the spheres. Then each sphere attaches itself to one of the nearby prisoners. SKAGRA smiles in triumph... as do the prisoners... SKAGRA turns to face the Doctor... as do the prisoners... The Doctor backs off, lost for any and all words...) 2. CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (CHRIS and CLARE arrive and watch the link-up of the prisoners and the start of the march towards the DOCTOR. Chris sees what's going on and rushes forward to help before CLARE can stop him.) CHRIS: (shouting) No! 3. MAIN CONTROL, SHADA (NOT MADE) (CHRIS runs into the middle of the chamber. SKAGRA and the prisoners glare at him as if one.) SKAGRA: Sphere! (Before CHRIS can move, a sphere zooms over and attaches itself to his forehead. In an instant, he is taken over. His expression matches that of the others, and together all the prisoners, including CHRIS, advance on the DOCTOR.) SKAGRA: (promises evilly) NOW DOCTOR, WE WILL DEAL WITH YOU!!!! (The prisoners, including CHRIS, get the DOCTOR trapped in a corner of the room. Hands outstretched in claws, they march like one towards the DOCTOR.) TOM: (by the "Pyramid Of Mars" Coffin.) Skagra ordered the sphere to drain Salayvin's mind but K-9 blasted it into pieces. Each fragment reformed into another small sphere. One of which settled on the old man. Skagra was exhilarated - "You shall see the beginning of the universal mind" he cries as the spheres came together, discharging vast amounts of energy. And then, each of them attach themselves to one of the prisoners who turned towards me. Chris and Clare entered the chamber and the young man rushed forward trying to help. A sphere absorbed his mind in an instant. The prisoners, including Chris, marched menacingly towards me... (The DOCTOR backs away from the advancing prisoners and looks around for something to help.) DOCTOR: K-9! (K-9 fires at the prisoners, and one falls to the ground. The others keep coming, however. The Krarg that was guarding ROMANA turns and faces K-9 instead.) No, K-9, don't fre at it! (As the DOCTOR makes a move for the door, the Krarg picks up K-9 and hurls him past the DOCTOR into the corridor.) Romana! Run! (ROMANA sees her chance, breaks free, and rushes after the DOCTOR. They pick up K-9 and head back to the PROFESSOR's TARDIS. With nothing but a thought, SKAGRA sends the spheres after them.) 4. CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (As ROMANA and the DOCTOR tear down the corridor, they almost run over a very frightened CLARE.) DOCTOR: (fiercely) I told you to stay in the room. CLARE: Yes but... DOCTOR: Come on. CLARE: But Chris... DOCTOR: Come on! (ROMANA sets K-9 back on his tracks.) K-9: Thank you, Mistress. DOCTOR: To the TARDIS! (They run as fast as they can towards the reception area, passing the wooden door on the way. As they near the end of the corridor, the two Krargs that were guarding the TARDIS are now coming back to investigate what is going on. All four of them head back for the wooden door and get inside it just before the Krargs hurl bolts of energy at it.) TOM: (over the K-9 model.) K-9 was quick to the rescue. He fired at one of the prisoners who collapsed. One of the Krargs lumbered over to K-9, picked him up and hurled him through the door. Seizing my chance I made a run for it with Romana and Clare in tow and with K-9 burst through the nearest door. 5. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The four enter the room.) DOCTOR: (holding the door open.) Quick, come in, come in. Come on, K-9! (he slams the door.) (To the girls) Sit down! (ROMANA politely points to a chair and CLARE sits in it while ROMANA sits in other. The DOCTOR joins them briefly to think, then slams his hand against his head.) DOCTOR: Got it! (...then he gets up and walks into the back hall into the PROFESSOR's dressing room/bedroom.) CLARE: (to ROMANA) Well, what are we going to do? ROMANA: (shrugs) So far he beaten us on ever point. CLARE: He's even got Chris. ROMANA: Yes... (The DOCTOR returns, coming in from the kitchen, and he paces madly.) DOCTOR: Quiet! I'm thinking. (He kneels down between them.) I've been thinking... and it depresses me. Skagra's little zombie gng have got the brain power of the greatest intellects of the Universe shared out among them, the Think tnk. CLARE: Who? DOCTOR: Never mind about that. Just believe me. All the minds that Skagra's stolen are now in the melting pot along with his own, and they are all operating as one. And with the Professor's... I mean with Salyavin's mind in there too, they can control anyone... They can control everyone. They'll be invincible. (ROMANA has stood during the middle of this as a thought occurred.) ROMANA: (quietly) Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: May I just remind you of something? DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: All the minds that Skagra's stolen are in the melting pot. DOCTOR: (impatiently) Yes. ROMANA: That means yours is in there too. DOCTOR: Yes. (...And then he lights up. He gets up.) Romana? ROMANA: Yes Doctor? DOCTOR: Romana, (Crossing over to her.) I want you to do something for me. Stand there. Romana, I want you to where this. (The DOCTOR reaches into one of his voluminous pockets and takes out a colourful little medal of honour, which he pins onto ROMANA's dress. He tells her he wants her to wear this. He then mimes kissing her on each cheek, and the two salute each other smartly. [On the script - the medal says "I AM A GENIUS"]) DOCTOR: (Takes a deep breath.) Well, now I can think. 6. CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (In the corridor outside, SKAGRA has his band hurry along towards the reception area. Along the way they meet the two Krargs attempting to batter down the door to the PROFESSOR's TARDIS unsuccessfully.) SKAGRA: What is this? KRARG: The Doctor is in there, My Lord. SKAGRA: In there? KRARG: We think it is some kind of travelling machine. We have tried to open it, but it stands up to everything. SKAGRA: (A bit bemused. He ponders this for a moment, and then smiles.) The Doctor. A poor little man. A pin prick of an irrelevancy. Let him amuse himself with his tricks. They are merely the tiny antics of an insect thrat with inevitable extinction. We will go. (He leads the way off, followed by the Krargs and about a dozen of zombie-like people including CHRIS.) 7. RECEPTION AREA, SHADA (NOT MADE) (Without hesitation, SKAGRA and his minions enter the waiting TARDIS in the reception area.) SKAGRA: Come. (They all enter.) 8. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA and his lot enter.) SKAGRA: We will return to the carrier ship. From there a fleet of small craft will take each of us to selected centres of population and the great mind revolution will begin. (He turns to the Console.) 9. RECEPTION AREA, SHADA (NOT MADE) (The TARDIS dematerialises, leaving silence to once more take control of the darkly lit room...) TOM: Skagra and his assemblage of prisoners returned to the TARDIS where he announced his intention to will return to the Carrier Ship. From there each of them will be taken by small craft to various populations centres. The great mind revolution was about to begin. 10. CORRIDOR, SHADA (NOT MADE) (A close-up of the wooden door.) 11. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (In the PROFESSOR's rooms, the DOCTOR and ROMANA are forming a dangerous plan.) DOCTOR: It'll be tricky. ROMANA: And dangerous. DOCTOR: A touch. ROMANA: Doctor, it'll be terribly terribly dangerous for you. You'll stand as much chance as... DOCTOR: As what? ROMANA: Well, as of anything that stands as little chance as you will out there. DOCTOR: Really? Well, I have to... I have to be very brave won't I. ROMANA: Doctor, it isn't funny. DOCTOR: Listen, I can do your part if you can do mine. ROMANA: I'll try. DOCTOR: You're a hero. Remember? (ROMANA nods.) Clare? CLARE: Yes, Doctor? DOCTOR: Hold on very tight. 12. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA is manipulating the controls.) TOM: Skagra realised something was wrong. 13. SPACE (The TARDIS approaches SKAGRA's carrier ship.) 14. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (The DOCTOR and ROMANA have the controls humming nicely.) DOCTOR: Ready? ROMANA: Yes. DOCTOR: Clare? CLARE: Ready Doctor? DOCTOR: Hold tight. (CLARE grips the handles of the wooden chair she's in very tightly as the DOCTOR and ROMANA operate large levers.) Now! 15. VORTEX (With the background like the first fourth Doctor's title sequence the two TARDIS spin through the vortex and the Room TARDIS started to expand a black force field around the police box TARDIS.) 16. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (One of the controls on the TARDIS console suffers a minor explsin. Normally this wouldn't worry the pilot, but in this case SKAGRA is the pilot and he immediately checks the other controls.) SKAGRA: Something's wrong. (He tries a few more controls.) Something's interfering with these controls. They're jammed. KRARG: What is the cause, my Lord? (SKAGRA thinks.) SKAGRA: There must be something out there in the Space/Time Vortex with us. Something... (He opens the shutter screen. PROFESSOR's college room is floating beside them in the Space/Time Vortex.) The Doctor! In that absurd machine! TOM: I was travelling through the Space/Time Vortex in the College Room TARDIS which was generating a force field. 17. PROFESSOR'S ROOM DOCTOR: Ha Ha. Got them. Well done Romana. ROMANA: We haven't got to the hard bit yet. DOCTOR: You're right. We haven't got long. Clare! CLARE: Yes, Doctor, still holding on. DOCTOR: Come over here and hold onto this. (CLARE takes over the controls as the DOCTOR slowly lets go.) Now don't let go whatever happens as we are in for a very rough ride. 18. VORTEX (In the Space/Time Vortex, the bizarre sight of a spinning Police Box has been shrouded with a dark force field being generated by the hovering brick college room. The Police Box is bucking about trying to escape.) 19. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) SKAGRA: A foolish attempt Doctor. The force field is weakening already. In two minutes it will break and you will have achieved nothing. 20. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (ROMANA and CLARE are holding on to their controls tightly as the DOCTOR lectures them...) DOCTOR: And twenty-thirdly, our there in the Space/Time Vortex, time and distance have no meaning, but here in this little, little room... ROMANA: Oh get on with it! DOCTOR: Romana! ROMANA: Yes Doctor? DOCTOR: I want you to turn off the vortex shields in this small area here. (ROMANA frowns nervously at him, but the DOCTOR urges her on.) Come on, you can do it, I showed you how to do it. Just one little bit of timelessness and spacelessness. Over there behind the tea trolley. (ROMANA presses the buttons and the centre of the room appears to shimmer. The sofa disappears into it, and the tea trolley shifts.) I said behind the tea trolley, not in the middle of it. ROMANA: I'm sorry. But it's very difficult. DOCTOR: Focus it! Just one steady line, just one. Hold it. (A sort of whirlwind blows up and another piece of furniture disappears through the crack.) Hold it! ROMANA: I'm trying! Doctor, I'm trying! (Finally the area focuses into one steady line.) DOCTOR: (breathes heavily) Right, the next bit is a little trick I learnt from a space/time mystic in the Quantox. He made it seem very, very easy... (As he says this, he edges up to the line and appears to slide through it.) CLARE: (cups her hand to her mouth and gasps) He did it! ROMANA: HOLD THAT SWITCH DOWN! 21. VORTEX (In the space/time vortex, between the two TARDISes, the image of the Doctor appears. [A frozen picture of him in the chair in the Prof's room from part one.] He spins silently and screams in pain. He slowly orients himself and faces toward the police box TARDIS. He half-crawls, half-swims up the force fielded tunnel.) TOM: The College Room TARDIS was just holding the Police Box in the force field as I appeared in it. Slowly I half-crawled / half swam up the tunnel - in great pain. 22. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA is watching the force field on the scanner screen.) SKAGRA: The field is field is fading fast. This is a futile exercise Doctor. 23. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (ROMANA looks over the controls.) ROMANA: It won't hold much longer. It's fading even faster than the Doctor said it would. K-9! K-9, wake up and come here. (ROMANA opens the base cupboard, exposing the machinery inside.) K-9, check out the sub neutron circuits. (K-9's probe extends from between his eyes and connects with the circuits.) K-9: Detect circuit malfunction, Mistress. (ROMANA and CLARE exchange looks.) 24. VORTEX (The DOCTOR seems to be in increasing difficulty. He is trying to reach a shimmering line on the Police Box similar to the one that was in the PROFESSOR's room. Its a short distance up the tunnel, and after what seems like an eternity, he manages to just get part of his arm through the seam.) TOM: With increasing difficulty, I was able to reach the TARDIS in the time tunnel. I just managed to get part of my arm through it. 25. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (K-9 pulls his probe out of the equipment.) K-9: Impossible to effect repairs in time available, Mistress. ROMANA: Well, hold it K-9. Stop it deteriorating. K-9: Impossible to stop it, Mistress. I can only slow down circuit deterioration. ROMAMA: The Doctor needs every second we can give him. (K-9 goes back to work. CLARE begins holding her switch tentatively.) CLARE: This switch is growing very hot. ROMANA: You must hold it down. CLARE: I can't. It's getting hotter. 26. VORTEX (The DOCTOR seems unable to keep up the effort and he begins to slide backwards.) TOM: I seemed unable to get any further. In fact I started to slide backwards. 27. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (CLARE struggles with her control.) CLARE: It's burning me. ROMANA: Hold it down with a pencil. CLARE: I haven't got one. (ROMANA turns and strains to reach a pencil lying on a table just out of her reach. She's only a few centimetres away from reaching it when she reaches the point of maximum stretch of her arm.) ROMANA: I can't reach it! CLARE: (casually) Oh, I'll get it. (She lets go of her control as though forgetting what they're doing and the control board explodes. Everyone in the room is thrown about.. K-9 backs away from the controls and coughs.) K-9: It's broken. 28. VORTEX (In the space/time vortex, the force field vanishes, the two TARDISes spin wildly away from each other, and the DOCTOR appears to fall wildly as the Vortex seems to change colour. He slowly vanishes.) TOM: And I vanished as the room and the TARDIS spin wildly away from each other. 29. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA fights with the TARDIS controls to maintain an even keel, but he does at last succeed with the help of some of the other prisoners (one of whom is CHRIS) operating controls on other panels. The TARDIS emerges from the Vortex under control.) SKAGRA: (smiling, and the prisoners all smile in unison,) Good, we make an excellent team. A concert of the mind. Now that the Doctor has finished wasting their times with his foolish tricks, we can continue. We will shortly materialise in the carrier ship. 30. SPACE (The TARDIS spins towards the carrier ship.) 31. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (ROMANA and CLARE look very worried as ROMANA wraps CLARE's hand with a bandage.) CLARE: What about the Doctor? ROMANA: I don't know. It was a very dangerous idea trying to make that crossing, and he didn't get as much time as he wanted. CLARE: What should we do? ROMANA: Well, we'll just go ahead as planned. (She finishes wrapping CLARE's hand and asks for approval.) How's that? CLARE: Oh, that's fine. Thank you. It wasn't a bad burn. Do you think the Doctor will be alright? ROMANA: (without much confidence.) We'll just go ahead as planned. 32. TARDIS, EQUIPMENT STOREROOM (NOT MADE) (Deep inside the TARDIS, inside what appears to be a small equipment storeroom, the unconscious form of the Doctor begins to stir. Slowly his eyes open. He looks about the room and says aloud) DOCTOR: Good! (He gets up and starts rummaging around in drawers, shelves, and cabinets for pieces of equipment he needs. He finds everything he's looking for.) (Gets a bit) Good. (and another) Good (and another) Good. (but is distressed to watch the final piece falling apart in his hand as he grips it. [In earlier versions of the script, this room was not to be made clear that this was part of the TARDIS.]) Oh bad. 33. COMMAND DECK, CARRIER SHIP [NOT MADE] (The TARDIS materialises on board the command/carrier ship. The prisoners and Krargs are the first to exit, followed by SKAGRA. He looks at them with satisfaction and then turns to look at the majestic view on the wall screen of the galaxy.) SKAGRA: And soon, an infinite concert of the mind... TOM: Then I regained consciousness in a small equipment room in the TARDIS. I rummaged through the equipment. In the carrier ship, the TARDIS arrived. Skagra planned an infinite concert of the mind - unaware of my presence on board. 34. TARDIS, EQUIPMENT STOREROOM (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR has almost finished constructing what looks like an electronic helmet. The only piece left to add is the one that fell apart on him earlier.) DOCTOR: If I can't get this bit to work I may as well say good-bye to the whole idea. (He takes out his trusty sonic screwdriver, and it doesn't do anything at all.) Now. Once more. (Despondently, he tosses the piece of equipment on the table, where it instantly begins to beep at him. He is ecstatic, and he picks the piece of equipment up.) Ah, hello again! (It stops beeping. The DOCTOR's face falls again.) Oh. (He fiddles with the device without result...) You're just trying to irritate me aren't you? (...and discards it on the table again.) Now why won't the wretched thing work? I'll have to see if there's anything else that will do. (It starts to beep again. The DOCTOR picks it up, and it stops beeping. He rapidly goes through this cycle several times and concludes that sitting on this table is what makes the device work.) Of course, Zinc and lead oxide. (He rummages around in the equipment again, finds a small laser gn, and starts attacking the table with it.) 35. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (K-9 withdraws his probe from the interior of the golden console) K-9: Repairs completed Mistress. ROMANA: Let me see. (examines his work) Good boy, K-9. (to CLARE) Now we can go. Although I dread to think what we're walking into if... Let's just do it. (She takes a breath and with CLARE operates the console.) 36. TARDIS, EQUIPMENT STOREROOM (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR has finished the device. It now looks like an electronic helmet with a jagged piece of table attached to it.) DOCTOR: With that on my head it won't matter whether it works or not, They'll all be paralysed laughing at me. (He turns and warily walks out of the equipment room into the TARDIS corridors.) 37. TARDIS, CORRIDOR (NOT MADE) (Cautiously the DOCTOR moves along it, clutching his helmet.) 38. COMMAND DECK, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (On the command deck of the carrier ship, all the prisoners are lined up in front of SKAGRA, who is addressing them but we don't heard what he is saying to them. The KRARG COMMANDER approaches.) SKAGRA: Are the ships ready? KRARG COMMANDER: They are my Lord. SKAGRA: (intones) Then from this moment, mark the beginning of the new life, the new Universe... (He is interrupted by the sound of the PROFESSOR's TARDIS materialising as the wooden door in a nearby wall.) Doctor! This man is like an itching flea on my skin. We will eliminate him once and for all! Come. We will meet him. (SKAGRA forms the centre of a semi-circle the prisoners form around the door.) Out you come, Doctor, Out you come. 39. TARDIS, CORRIDOR (NOT MADE) (Cautiously the DOCTOR moves along it, clutching his helmet. He reaches a door and opens it.) 40. TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR enters from the side door.) DOCTOR: Hello old girl! How've you been keeping? Sorry I had to barge in through the back door like that. Have you any idea what it's like to travel through the space time vortex? Of course you do, you do it all the time. But at least you're built for it. Now. Let's see what's happening outside shall we? (The DOCTOR watches the meeting committee on the scanner screen. He laughs to himself and then like in a "sing song" voice) Look out behind you. (He puts the helmet on and opens the main doors.) Let's go and say hello. 41. COMMAND DECK, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (On the command deck, the door opens... and K-9 emerges.) K-9: Hostile force, My Master commands that you cease your activities immediately and surrender to him. SKAGRA: (laughs) He sends his dog out to me! Stop hiding in there Doctor. Come out and meet your fate. TOM: (in a chair) I managed to lash-up a helmet-like affair made with bits of electronic equipment and a chunk of a table-top. The Professor's TARDIS, now back in its usual form as a door, materialised on the command deck. An unpleasant welcome committee was prepared for me but it was K-9 that emerged from the door. I was watching all this on my own TARDIS screen and emerged wearing the strange helmet... [This is the big link as most of the rest of Part Six is missing so will be transcribed in chunks so not to spoil surprises.] (The DOCTOR does emerge from the TARDIS, but rather the one behind SKAGRA instead of the one he expects.) DOCTOR: Did someone call? (SKAGRA and the others spin around to see the Doctor emerging with the helmet on his head.) SKAGRA: (in shocked surprise) Doctor! How did you get in there? DOCTOR: What do you mean how did I get in there? It's mine, I belong in there! SKAGRA: As of now Doctor, You don't belong anywhere at all. There is no place for you in my new Universe. You shall die now. (SKAGRA looks sharply around at the DOCTOR, as do all the prisoners identically.) DOCTOR: Well Skagra, That's a very interesting little theory. Let's try putting it to the test, shall we? (The DOCTOR presses a button on the side of the helmet and looks directly at SKAGRA and smiles. All the prisoners follow suit, turning to SKAGRA and smiling with the same goofy grin the DOCTOR is using. SKAGRA is horrified.) SKAGRA: (panic) Doctor! What have you done?! (He concentrates intensely and manages to get the prisoners to turn back to face the DOCTOR.) DOCTOR: No, what have YOU done? You used your deranged billiard ball once too often. You forgot. I have a brain in there too, don't I? (He concentrates and the faces all turn back on SKAGRA. The prisoners was started to become like a crowd at a tennis match.) Think about it... (SKAGRA concentrates, and with both men at nearly the same ability, the prisoners become confused. The ones nearest the DOCTOR obey his instructions, the ones nearest SKAGRA obey his, and the ones in the middle (this lot has CHRIS) don't know what to do.) But not too hard old chap. You might strain yourself. So what was that you've been talking about, a new Universe, a new single mind. I think your little bunch are in two minds about that already, aren't they. (With a stalemate achieved, SKAGRA suddenly snaps his fingers and the far idle Krarg swings itself toward the DOCTOR. The DOCTOR is alarmed and loses his concentration for a moment. All the prisoners swing around to face him and start to advance. The DOCTOR concentrates and is able to stop them again, but he has lost his advantage as the Krarg is still bearing down on him. After a moment of indecision) K-9! K-9: Master? DOCTOR: fre! K-9: But Master you instructions were... DOCTOR: fre!! (K-9 blasts his nose laser at the Krarg and stops it right in front of the door to the generation annex. The Krarg is paralysed, but like its brother before it, it is beginning to gain strength from the beam.) Now Skagra, Let's see the quality of your mind! (The prisoners now clearly break into two equal-sized groups, one for SKAGRA, and one for the DOCTOR. They close in on each other and start wrestling as though choreographed. During this, the DOCTOR nervously eyes the Krarg which is gaining strength.) A little warm for the time of year wouldn't you say Skagra? Off K-9! (K-9's beam turns off. The DOCTOR starts maneuvering the field such that SKAGRA and his group are being forced towards the burning Krarg. SKAGRA becomes alarmed at this, until at last he has to order the Krarg to move off) SKAGRA: (To the KRARG) Back! Back I say! (It backs into the generation annex and keeps going as SKAGRA doesn't tell it to stop.) Back! (The DOCTOR smiles until he sees several more Krargs entering the room from further in the ship, all ready for action.) DOCTOR: K-9! (K-9 starts fring at the new arrivals.) 42. GENERATION ROOM, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (The Krarg continues into the generation annex stupidly, until it topples itself into the generation vat and dissolves in the green gas.) TOM: All the prisoners turned to face me as Skagra thrat my life. I pressed a button on my helmet and look hard at Skagra - as did all of the prisoners - in unison. With intense mental effort Skagra tried to control the prisoners but I told him that he had forgotten something. That a deranged billiard ball had been used once too often and that my brain was in there as well. Skagra stained for control. The prisoners nearest him turned to face me, the ones in the middle of the hall were confused and the one near were firmly fixed at Skagra. A mighty battle of wills took place with me gaining the upper hand. Momentary, distracted by a Krarg I lost control and the prisoners swung towards me. "fre K-9!" I called and the metallic computer held the Krarg in a beam near the door to the Generation Annex. The prisoners split into two groups as I regain some lost ground. The two groups wrestled with each other obeying mental orders from their two leaders. I maneuvered Skagra to the dangerously overheated Krarg. The evil genius ordered it to back off. It did... and fell backwards into its generation vat where it dissolved... 43. COMMAND DECK, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (K-9 stalemates the Krargs again with his nose laser, but SKAGRA seems to be getting the upper hand in the battle. Cautiously and unnoticed by SKAGRA, ROMANA comes out of the wooden door. She sees the Krargs and gets an idea. She edges herself into the generation chamber.) 44. GENERATION ROOM, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (Inside the chamber, ROMANA watches the death of the Krarg in the vat. Once it has completely dissolved, she tips the vat of heavy gas over and watches as the gas pours over the floor quickly and out into the command deck. She then yanks a pair of wires out the main vat and pulls the trailing ends out into the command deck.) 45. COMMAND DECK, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (The tables have been turned on the DOCTOR and his group as SKAGRA is maneuvering him towards the Krargs. ROMANA enters from the generation annex, pulling the two wires along as she does so. She calls at the door: ) ROMANA: Clare! Clare! (...for CLARE, who nervously comes out. ROMANA gives her one of the wires and gives her some precise instructions. (But we don't hear them.) Both women head for opposite ends of the room. Now desperate from the heat, the DOCTOR is forced to tell K-9...) DOCTOR: K-9! Stop fring! (As soon as he does so, the Krargs begin to move toward him. SKAGRA laughs triumphantly. The green gas has now flooded the floor of the entire room, and it swirls about the feet of the combatants. ROMANA shouts out to CLARE.) ROMANA: Now! (Both of the women plunge their wires into the gas. The circuit completes, and the Krargs start to dissolve. SKAGRA is appalled, and loses all concentration. The prisoners now all turn around in a solid wall towards SKAGRA. SKAGRA tries to re-exert some control, but he is exhausted and cannot.) DOCTOR: Want to call half time Skagra? We can have a short break if you like, few slices of lemon, perk you up no end! (SKAGRA gives up his struggle, turns, and runs into the corridors.) 46. CORRIDORS, CARRIER SHIP (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA runs through the corridors, until at last he reaches an airlock.) 47. CARRIER SHIP (Skagra's ship docked on the side of the carrier.) 48. SHIP, CORRIDOR (NOT MADE) (SKAGRA enters the main corridor of his old ship, and he shouts out in near panic: ) SKAGRA: Ship! Take off instantly! Instantly, do you hear? (And suddenly a block of light engulfs him, and he vanishes.) TOM: K-9 was fring relentlessly at the reinforcements of Krargs arrived. Skagra thought victory was within his grasp as Romana emerged cautiously from the Door and into the generation annex where she tipped over the vats of heavy gas which poured into the main Command Deck. She examined the wires of the main vat, pulled them out of their sockets and trailing the wire marched forward to Clare. The girls made for opposite sides of the room which was now swimming in the green gas. Skagra had turned the tables on me. I was being forced toward burning Krargs. Romana and Clare plunged their wires into the gas. The Krargs started to dissolve. As Skagra looked appalled, I took mind control and the prisoners, in a solid phalanx, turned on Skagra and he ran for his ship. On board, he ordered it to take off instantly but a block of light engulfed him and he vanished and was deposited in the Ship's brig. 49. BRIG, SHIP (The block of light appears in the Ship's brig, and SKAGRA within it. He solidifies and turns in horror as he surveys his surroundings.) SKAGRA: Ship! Let me out of here! I am your Lord Skagra! Let me out! (The Ship's voice calls at him from above...) SHIP: I am very much afraid I can no longer accept your orders. You are an enemy of my Lord the Doctor. SKAGRA: (screams) I AM YOUR LORD! I BUILT YOU! RELEASE ME I COMMAND YOU! (He waves his arms) And launch instantly! SHIP: Do you know the Doctor well? He is a wonderful, wonderful man. He has done the most extraordinary things to my circuitry. SKAGRA: RELEASE ME! SHIP: Truly wonderful. (SKAGRA sinks to his knees and rubs the scar on his forehead as though he has a headache concentrated in that spot.) If you like, I will tell you all about him. SKAGRA: Let me out! (He was now like a child sent to his room without supper.) Let me out... {SHIP: Let me start at the beginning...} [This last line was in some original scripts but not in the Video or the script book.] 50. COMMAND DECK, KRARG CARRIER (NOT MADE) (CLARE looks over the unconscious CHRIS while ROMANA looks over the other prisoners, who are all now unconscious.) CLARE: He'll be alright. How are the others? ROMANA: They're all in shock, but no serious damage, though I hates to think what could have happened to them if the tug of wr had carried on much longer. (The DOCTOR has dissected two of the spheres and has their bits spread out in front of him on a control desk.) DOCTOR: They wouldn't have been the only ones in trouble. This is a fearful mess. ROMANA: Can you unscramble them all? DOCTOR: Yes. It'll take a few hours before they'll get their mind back. ROMANA: What'll you do with them then? DOCTOR: Take them back to Shada of course. ROMANA: What, put them back in a forgotten prison? DOCTOR: Let the Time Lords sort it out. I'm not going to play judge and jury. It was only forgotten about because Salyavin made us forget. He didn't want his escape to be discovered. That must be why he stole the book when he left Gallifrey. ROMANA: And he called you to take it back because he thought he was near the end of his own life. Do you suppose he is still alive? DOCTOR: We'll find out. In Shada. Come on, I need your help with this. TOM: Romana and Clare was attending to the prisoners, who were in shock, while I dissected the spheres to restore the genius's minds to them. I intended to take them back to Shada as I refused to act as judge and jury. I informed them that Shada was only forgotten about because Salyavin made the Time Lords to forget. He didn't want his escape to be discovered. Hence he stole the book when he left Gallifrey. 51. COURTYARD, ST. CEDD'S COLLEGE, EARTH (In the peaceful courtyard of St. Cedd's College, Cambridge, the Porter WILKEN and a CONSTABLE of the police are walking slowly in the direction of the former location of the PROFESSOR's rooms.) CONSTABLE: (with a small smile on his face.) Stolen a room? WILKEN: That is the only way I can describe it. CONSTABLE: Well you see sir, in my experience people don't usually steal rooms very much. They may steal from rooms, but steal the rooms themselves, very rarely. In fact I think, uh, never is probably the word I'm looking for here sir, I mean, where's the advantage in it? Not much of a black market in rooms, is there? Wouldn't get much for it! (WILKEN leads the disbelieving CONSTABLE through a doorway into another courtyard as he tells him.) WILKEN: I know it's very difficult to understand. It's also very easy to be sarcastic. CONSTABLE: Sarcastic sir? I don't know the word. Now why don't you run over the salient points again? WILKEN: Well, when I got to the door of the room and I opened and beyond it there was nothing. CONSTABLE: Absolutely nothing at all, sir? WILKEN: Absolutely nothing at all except for some sort of blue haze. CONSTABLE: Ah, well, the blue haze may be the vital clue we're searching for. WILKEN: (angrily) And I was not drinking. TOM: (by the Krarg model again.) Romana wondered wherever Professor Chronotis or Salyavin was still alive on Shada, considering the reason the Professor had called me to Earth in the first place was because he thought he was nearing the end of his life. 52. CORRIDOR (The pair arrive in the hallway outside Chronotis' rooms.) CONSTABLE: So this is the famous door, is it sir? WILKEN: Yes. CONSTABLE: Behind which you saw your blue haze? WILKEN: Yes. (The CONSTABLE knocks on the door, and to WILKEN's surprise, the DOCTOR calls from inside...) DOCTOR: (oov) Come in! (The CONSTABLE opens the door and the outside of the PROFESSOR's room - hat, coat etc are there.) CONSTABLE: Well, whoever took it sir seems to have brought it back. (He and WILKEN go inside.) 53. PROFESSOR'S ROOM (Inside the study, PROFESSOR Chronotis is carrying a tea tray and offering it to a quite cozy-looking little group sitting in a circle in front of him composed of CHRIS, CLARE, ROMANA, and the DOCTOR. As the CONSTABLE and WILKEN enter, the DOCTOR reads from one of the PROFESSOR's many books.) DOCTOR: ''...her little homely dress, her favourite,' cried the old man, pressing it to his breast and patting it with a shrivelled hand. 'She'll miss it when she wakes.'' PROFESSOR: (looks up at the police officer in a little surprise.) Hello? Can I help you? CONSTABLE: Routine inquiry, sir. Report that this room had been stolen. (The PROFESSOR and the others all smile with surprise as the PROFESSOR asks about this: ) PROFESSOR: Stolen!! I don't think so! (He offers the last of the tea to CHRIS, along with some aspirin.) Cup of tea and some aspirin. CHRIS: Thank you, Professor. CONSTABLE: Aspirin, sir? CHRIS: Yes, headache. CONSTABLE: Bad night last night, sir? CHRIS: Yes, you could say that. (The CONSTABLE turns and looks at WILKEN.) CONSTABLE: A lot of celebrating going on in college, was there sir? Last night? WILKEN: Nothing out of the ordinary. CONSTABLE: Big normal hijinks that would be then sir, would it? Students roaming the streets stealing policeman's helmets, ballads, and... (The CONSTABLE stops suddenly as he spots the Police Box in the corner of the room. He turns and asks Prof. Chronotis with an accusing tone.) CONSTABLE: Might I ask where you got that, sir? (The DOCTOR gets up with a somewhat disgusted look on his face.) DOCTOR: Yes, it's mine. (The CONSTABLE laughs at this and starts to take out his note pad and pen.) CONSTABLE: Oh really sir? DOCTOR: Yes, really. (to ROMANA.) Come on Romana. (He takes the book he was apparently reading with him, and we see now that it was in fact the Worshipful and Ancient Law of Gallifrey, and says to everyone...) Bye Wilken, Bristol, Keightley, goodbye Professor, we'll keep your secret. ROMANA: Bye everybody. (Everyone mentioned says goodbye as the DOCTOR and ROMANA climb inside the police box.) CONSTABLE:Secret sir? And what secret would that be? (Suddenly the blue light on the top of the TARDIS rotates into action, the sound of dematerialisation begins, and the police box disappears... The CONSTABLE and WILKEN boggle at the sight, while the PROFESSOR slowly steps up to the CONSTABLE with the tea tray and asks...) PROFESSOR: Cup of tea? CONSTABLE: Where did that police box just go? PROFESSOR: (with total innocence) What police box that would be, Officer? (The Constable has had enough. He puts his pad and pen away and speak angrily to everybody...) CONSTABLE: Right. Right. Coats on everyone. You're all taking a little walk with me down to the Bridewell. [NOTE: For non-UK readers = Bridewell = Cambridge Police Station.] (WILKEN turns to the door in amazement and the last look we get of CLARE, CHRIS and the PROFESSOR is a look of amazement and surprise. But this should be simple to them after the adventure they have been through.) 54. CONSOLE ROOM, TARDIS (NOT MADE) (The DOCTOR at the controls.) ROMANA: How did Skagra manage to find out so much about the Time Lords? Where was he from? K-9: My metabolic analysis reveals that he was from the planet Dronid. DOCTOR: Ah, There's your answer. Remember your history. There was a schism in the College of Cardinals. The rival President set up shop on Dronid. They forced him to come back by totally ignoring him. ROMANA: And the Professor was the great Salyavin. It seems hard to believe. He's such a nice old man. I wonder if the stories of Salyavin were exaggerated? DOCTOR: More than likely. The Time Lords over react to everything. Look at the way they treat me. I expect that one day in a few hundred years someone will meet me and say, 'Is that really the Doctor? How strange. He seems such a nice old man.' (And the DOCTOR smiles and pulls the control for the Randomiser as ROMANA and the DOCTOR grin at each other...) 55. SPACE (The TARDIS police box spins on its axis to another place the DOCTOR will not know beforehand, but which he'll probably want to explore anyway...) TOM: Romana explained that she found it hard that the Professor was the great Salyavin. He seem to be a nice old man. And I speculated that in a hundred years someone will meet me and say, 'Is that really the Doctor? How strange. He seems such a nice old man.' [And TOM lowers his face while still looking at us with a small grin on his face as we close the story.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "17x26 - Shada - part 6 - unaired"}	foreverdreaming
THE LEISURE HIVE BY DAVID FISHER Episode 1 Original Air Date: 30 August, 1980 6:15pm - 6:40pm SCENE: Brighton Beach Not far from the TARDIS, the Doctor is lying on a deck chair snoring with his hat covering his face. K-9 and Romana are walking along the beach. K-9 is listing possible holiday destinations. K-9: Yegros-alpha - atavistic therapy on primitive asteroid. Zaakros - galaxy's largest flora collection. Zeen-4 - historical re-enactments. Catalogue ends, mistress. ROMANA: I don't think much of this Earth idea of recreation. Why can't we do something constructive? K-9: Sea-bathing recommended. A traditional Earth exercise. Romana is less than impressed. ROMANA: Well, go on, then! You exercise. Fetch! She throws the ball and then turns away, heading back up the beach. K-9 goes after the ball. Romana turns just in time to see K-9 heading for the water. ROMANA: K-9! She runs after him. ROMANA: K-9! K-9 enters the water and an explsin is heard. K-9 starts to smoke. The Doctor is still snoring away on his chair. Romana carries K-9 up to him and dumps the robot on his lap. ROMANA: Look what you've done. DOCTOR: What have I done? ROMANA: You've got the century wrong, the season wrong and you've got K-9's sea-water defences wrong. The Doctor tips his hat back and looks at her. DOCTOR: Well, I can't get everything right. ROMANA: Just something would be a help! DOCTOR: One must always accept the unexpected. ROMANA: Well, that's not what you said when we first arrived. DOCTOR: Well, that's different. It's the second time I've missed the opening of the Brighton Pavilion. ROMANA: Right place, wrong time. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: Well, you know how dangerous it is bypassing the randomiser. DOCTOR: Well, I can't spend the rest of my life running away from the Black Guardian. ROMANA: We should be safe here. I shouldn't think even he fancies freezing to death on Brighton Beach. DOCTOR: Do you have a better suggestion? ROMANA: I certainly have. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: K-9's given me a complete list of recreation facilities in this galaxy. DOCTOR: Fascinating. ROMANA: I like the sound of Argolis. DOCTOR: Argolis? Tell me about it. ROMANA: It's the first of the leisure planets. In relative Earth date 2,250, there's a hideous wr against some reptile people called the Foamasi. Most of the planet gets wiped out by 2,000 interplanetary mssile, but the survivors build a recreation centre called the Leisure Hive. And there's something called an Experiential Grid - cells of different environments designed to produce physical, psychic and intellectual regeneration. That sounds more like it, don't you think, Doctor? There is no answer. ROMANA: Doctor? The Doctor starts to snore. He's fallen asleep again. SCENE: The Leisure Hive An Argolin man stands in front of a large window speaking to a group of aliens. ARGOLIN MAN: Dangerous, ladies and gentlemen. Dangerous because the atmosphere out there is deadly. SPEAKER: Guide Vargos wanted in the boardroom. Guide Vargos wanted in the boardroom. The Argolin man raises his hand to his mouth. VARGOS: Acknowledging. Ladies and gentlemen, I leave you to enjoy the celebrated view of Argolis from the safety of the Hive. I will return shortly. He makes his way through the crowd. SCENE: Leisure Hive Boardroom Several Argolins are seated around a table and a human man is speaking through a telecommunicator. MAN: I must tell you that even those based on optimum exploitation predict a serious financial down run. That is the optimistic scenario. ARGOLIN MAN (to Vargos): You won't believe this. Brock looks like backing out. BROCK: Argolis is suffering from an escalating negative cash flow. ARGOLIN MAN: What does that mean in plain language? BROCK: Bluntly, Argolis is headed for bankruptcy. CHAIRMAN: This Leisure Hive is expensive to maintain. Bookings last year were bad. BROCK: Next year looks catastrophic. I do apologise for the unfortunate choice of words. ARGOLIN MAN: You're our Earth agent, Brock! You're responsible for bookings! CHAIRMAN: Calmly, my son. BROCK: Argolis is out of date. Planets like Limnos 4, Abydos are much more competitive. SOMEONE (didn't catch who): I hear they have non-gravity swimming pools. BROCK: And sleep-reading stations - accelerated learning experiences that cover every subject of the Technic Index. ARGOLIN MAN: And such vital pastimes as robotic gladiatorial games. So what? Which of these other planets has created a whole new science? BROCK: Argolis is justly proud of tachyonics, but that science, you will admit, remains, after 40 years, little more than a curiosity. ARGOLIN MAN: There are developments. BROCK: I've heard those rumours, yes. But, then again, these expensive experiments return us to the question of finance. I regret I must turn down your kind offer to join you on the board and decline your invitation to invest. Nevertheless... The Argolin man shuts down the telecommunicator. CHAIRMAN: That was discourteous, Pangol. There must be no aggression on Argolis. You have only to look at me to be reminded of that. SCENE: Leisure Hive Shuttlebay SPEAKER: Attention. Earth shuttle arriving. Attention. Earth shuttle arriving. SCENE: Leisure Hive Boardroom CHAIRMAN: At least wait until your mother returns. PANGOL: You're the chairman. CHAIRMAN: And she will be the next! Are you not even curious to know the results of the Earth experiments? PANGOL: Mena's Earth scientist. What does he know about tachyonics? ARGOLIN MAN: (entering the room) Earth Agent Brock to see you, sir. PANGOL: Brock! Come to convey his insult personally, no doubt! Brock enters the room with another human man. BROCK: Mr Chairman! After all our years of dealings over the telecommunicator, here I am at last. My dear Pangol. It's good to see you, Mr Chairman. But Morix ... I'm sorry, I didn't realise... PANGOL: Have a look. It's the way we Argolins die. CHAIRMAN: You must forgive my son, Brock. BROCK: Oh, Klout, my lawyer. CHAIRMAN: Lawyer? BROCK: Yes, I've decided to accept the directorship. CHAIRMAN: I'm very pleased. BROCK: The question of investment we'll keep on hold for the moment. It may not be necessary. I had an offer from another group. CHAIRMAN: To finance us? BROCK: Not exactly, Mr Chairman. They want to buy you out. CHAIRMAN: We cannot leave the Hive. No one can survive outside it. BROCK: They want the whole of Argolis. PANGOL: No. It's not for sale. BROCK: A dad world in a radioactive atmosphere? SPEAKER: Demonstration of the Tachyon Recreation Generator is about to start. CHAIRMAN: (turning to Pangol) It seems you are wanted, my son. You have duties. Perform them! Pangol reluctantly leaves. SCENE: Leisure Hive Tachyon Recreation Generator (TRG) Room PANGOL: Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen. What you're seeing is non-gravity squash. The crowd is looking at a sphere on which is shown two people playing squash. PANGOL: A solid image relayed from our own squash courts. The Generator powers the game as well as relaying the image. He gestures towards the large rectangular box sitting not far from the sphere. Pangol continues speaking, not noticing the TARDIS materializing behind the crowd. PANGOL: For years, visitors have been interested in the tricks it is possible to play with these solid images. So by way of a preface to the scientific analysis that follows... The Doctor and Romana join the crowd. PANGOL: ...let me demonstrate some of the more spectacular possibilities. DOCTOR: It's got to be unreal transfer. ROMANA: Why has it got to be? DOCTOR: It's the only way to manipulate solid objects. ROMANA: What if I told you this part of the galaxy doesn't discover unreal transfer until 2,386? DOCTOR: Then how's it done? ROMANA: I don't know. While Romana and the Doctor are speaking, Pangol walks inside the box and appears on the sphere. PANGOL: Don't worry, everything's under control. Or nearly everything. Pangol's head separates from his body. SCENE: Leisure Hive Boardroom CHAIRMAN: You seriously advise me to sell Argolis to the very race against whom we fought the wr? BROCK: An excellent solution, surely. CHAIRMAN: It's as well my son did not hear this. BROCK: But that wr has been lost and won. What we're discussing here is business. CHAIRMAN: For some Argolins, that wr leaves a bitter memory. BROCK: For your son, perhaps. CHAIRMAN: Pangol is sensitive to all aliens. Natural in the youngest of a race that was all but wiped out. BROCK: I sympathise. Personally, those Foamasi make my skin crawl. It must be the green scales. CHAIRMAN: Come now, Brock, part of the business of this Hive is to develop cross-cultural understanding. The Foamasi are reptiles with highly-developed intelligence. I don't suppose either you or I appear attractive to them. BROCK: True. Quite frankly, I can't think what they want with Argolis. CHAIRMAN: That's easily answered. Reptiles are resistant to radioactivity. There's only one lifeform in the galaxy that could live up there on the surface. BROCK: The Foamasi? CHAIRMAN: Precisely. The Chairman suddenly grips his face in pain. He lowers his hand slowly. CHAIRMAN: But to be forced to sell them our planet, our home... Would not that be the ultimate defeat? SCENE: Outside the Leisure Hive We see shadows of two fierce-looking aliens on the wall. SCENE: Leisure Hive TRG Room PANGOL: The development of tachyonics to the stage you see it now and incidentally, the spectacular luminosity you've all been admiring, are both a direct result of the wr. Pangol's head is now floating in the sphere as he speaks. ROMANA: Tachyonics. The tachyon was first hypothesised on Earth. DOCTOR: Yes. Nobody there did much with it. ROMANA: No. Pangol's head, arms and body are now floating separately all over the sphere. PANGOL: Therefore, a tachyon field can be made to arrive at Point B – that Visidome, say – before it's departure from Point A, the Generator. For the next hour and a half, we will examine the wave equations that define the creation of solid tachyonic images. SCENE: Outside the Leisure Hive The two aliens are still there. We catch a glimpse of scaly flesh and claws. The aliens are reptilian in appearance. They are cutting a hole in the wall of the Leisure Hive. Actually, it looks like they're drawing a circle in Paint but let's not get technical. One creature enters the Hive. SCENE: Leisure Hive Boardroom The Chairman looks ill. CHAIRMAN: I ... will not sell ... Brock. The Chairman clutches his face in agony. BROCK: Morix! Morix! Where is everyone? For goodness sake, get somebody! Klout heads for the door just as another Argolin steps in. ARGOLIN MAN: How long has he been like this? BROCK: Just now. Is there anything we can do? ARGOLIN MAN: Nothing. His time has come. The man lifts the Chairman's head from the table. It goes grey. SCENE: Leisure Hive TRG Room The alien sneaks through the Hive. It peeks into the TRG room and sees the crowd. PANGOL: This was the stumbling block in our first series of practical experiments. Paradoxically, the solution is to introduce a random component into the tachyon emission, as long as we can deduct... The alien closes the door. SCENE: Leisure Hive Shuttlebay SPEAKER: Attention. Earth shuttle arriving. Attention. Earth shuttle arriving. SCENE: Leisure Hive Halls Mena is walking through the halls from her shuttle. BROCK: My dear Mena, I must say how sorry I am about Morix. He was a fine Argolin. MENA: He did his duty. I automatically become Chairman in his place. BROCK: We expected you to bring the Earth scientist with you. MENA: Hardin will be here by the next shuttle. Meanwhile, I have a holocrystal of the first trial. BROCK: Pangol will want to see this. MENA: Leave him to his work. BROCK: Your son has no great love for this Earth scientist, I believe? MENA: He resents the fact that Hardin has found a better use for tachyonics than these Argolin games. BROCK: A better use? MENA: Yes, Brock. A better use. Hardin has learned to manipulate time. SCENE: Leisure Hive TRG Room Pangol has now exited the TRG. PANGOL: And this matching tachyon field creates a temporary reduplication of any physical object. Are there any questions? DOCTOR: I'd forgotten about tachyonics. Some of those Argolin solutions are really quite neat. ROMANA: Especially the duration problem. DOCTOR: Yes. PANGOL: Visitor Loman thinks the demonstration might have been an edited recording. Perhaps you'd care to try it for yourself, Mr Loman. DOCTOR: I suppose in theory a tachyon image could never be permanent. Loman disappears into the TRG box and his image appears on the sphere. Pangol manipulates some controls. PANGOL: First the projection. Two temporarily coincident Lomans are now in existence. Now we can manipulate one without harming the other. Loman's head and arms separate from his body. However, this time something has gone horribly wrong. Loman starts to scream. PANGOL: No need to panic. DOCTOR: Something's gone wrong! The Doctor rushes over to Pangol. PANGOL: Who are you? DOCTOR: I'm a doctor. PANGOL: The scientist? The Doctor hurries into the TRG. ROMANA: Yes, of course. PANGOL: My mother's most anxious to meet this gentleman. The Doctor comes out of the TRG. DOCTOR: He's terribly hurt. Clear the area. Clear the area! A call is sent out for medical aid. ROMANA: His mother's most anxious to meet you. DOCTOR: His mother? An Argolin man turns the Doctor around. ARGOLIN MAN: Madam Chairman wishes to see you, sir. DOCTOR: Yes, but who's in charge here? ARGOLIN MAN: Madam Chairman. ROMANA: Must be his mother. DOCTOR: Good. You take me to his mother. Come, Romana. The alien has been spying on the proceedings from behind a half open door. SCENE: Leisure Hive Boardroom BROCK: Morik sent you all the way to Earth just for this? MENA: Watch. HARDIN (on the telecommunicator): In this experiment we propose to explore the temporal anomaly inherent in the tachyon. BROCK: What is he talking about? MENA: The tachyon travels faster than light. We always knew time mechanics was theoretically possible. Watch. HARDIN: The device is now activated. BROCK: What's supposed to be happening? MENA: Watch. On the telecommunicator, the woman in the field becomes younger. BROCK: I don't believe it. MENA: Complete cellular rejuvenation. Hardin has perfected a technique that works for living entities. BROCK: No wonder there's so much secrecy about these experiments. The Doctor and Romana walk in. The Doctor greets Klout. DOCTOR: Hello. How do you do? Who are you? MENA: Stop! Stop! Who are you? The Doctor now has his arm around a confused looking Klout's shoulders. DOCTOR: Who am I? Ask him. The Doctor gestures towards the Argolin man they met in the TRG room. ARGOLIN MAN: The Earth scientist Hardin. You were expecting him, Madam Chairman. MENA: But this isn't Hardin. DOCTOR: No, but it's a very understandable mistake. MENA: How did you get here? All our visitors have identification. DOCTOR: Ah, well, we must have missed the usual channels, as usual. The Doctor backs towards the door. ARGOLIN MAN: They were taking notes at the lecture, Madam Chairman. MENA: And now they have seen the Earth experiments. DOCTOR: Just a glimpse, perhaps. TELECOMMUNICATOR: The medical centre requests instructions. Earth Visitor Loman is now dad. An image of Loman's head appears on the screen. MENA: d*ad? Prepare the body for repatriation. We must investigate this thoroughly. The Doctor and Romana quietly leave the room while Mena is distracted. MENA: Where have those two gone? I want them brought back here immediately. SCENE: Leisure Hive Halls ROMANA: That experiment was a fake, you know. DOCTOR: You spotted that? Good. Let's get back to the TARDIS. An Argolin approaches them. The Doctor walks straight up to him. ARGOLIN MAN: Can I help you? DOCTOR: No, thank you. We're just on our way out, actually. (He lowers his voice conspiratorially) Oh, by the way, there are two unauthorised visitors on the premises. Keep an ear cocked for a description. ARGOLIN MAN: Thank you. The Doctor and Romana keep walking past him. MENA (over the speaker): Attention. All security guides to be on the alert for two unidentified visitors. Description. One tall curly-headed humanoid in the company of young humanoid female. The Argolin man turns around but the Doctor and Romana disappear down a corridor. SCENE: Leisure Hive Squash Court Romana and the Doctor float past the men playing squash. Romana is hanging onto the end of the Doctor's scarf. DOCTOR: Don't let me interrupt you, gentlemen. Two discontinuous holograms have been edited together. I noticed a vague interference pattern. ROMANA: And you noticed the necklace, of course. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: The clothes were the same but the necklace was different. DOCTOR: Yes, that too. Of course. ROMANA: Of course. DOCTOR (about the squash players): Why are they so competitive? SCENE: Leisure Hive TRG Room The Doctor and Romana peer around the door and into the room. They notice a security camera. The Doctor slips into the room. Romana follows closely behind. They duck down behind the TRG controls to avoid being seen. An Argolin man walks up to the console but turns when another enters. ARGOLIN MAN: Hey. They both begin talking and Romana and the Doctor move towards the TARDIS. The Doctor studies a humanoid statue. DOCTOR: I wonder... I wonder... Romana sneaks around the side of the TARDIS, dragging the Doctor's scarf behind her. The Argolins leave. Romana is mortified to discover that the scarf is not attached to the Doctor, as she thought, but is wrapped around the neck of the statue. ROMANA: Doctor? Doctor? The Doctor is heading for the TRG. He heads inside to study the components of the TRG. DOCTOR: Fascinating. Fascinating. ROMANA: Doctor! Doctor! A clawed hand moves up to the controls and activates the TRG. The Doctor's image appears on the sphere and his limbs separate from the body. Romana is terrified.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x01 - The Leisure Hive - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
THE LEISURE HIVE BY DAVID FISHER Episode 2 Original Air Date: 6 September, 1980 6:20pm - 6:45pm ROMANA: Doctor! BROCK: There's one of them! ROMANA: Help me! The Doctor's in there. PANGOL: How did he activate it from inside? ROMANA: Get him out of there. PANGOL: It's jammed! ROMANA: Switch off the power. PANGOL: I can't! ROMANA: There must be something we can do. DOCTOR: Well, you could try shorting the servo lock on the door. PANGOL: Of course. DOCTOR: Well, it's just a thought. Something wrong? TANNOY: Attention. Earth shuttle arriving. Earth shuttle arriving. TANNOY: Earth Scientist Hardin to the boardroom. Earth Scientist Hardin to the boardroom. DOCTOR: Handsome fellow, isn't he? One of your tachyon images. It'll disappear soon, look. DOCTOR: See? PANGOL: How did you get out? DOCTOR: Through a hole in the back. PANGOL: But there isn't one. DOCTOR: There is now. DOCTOR: You see, a common fault with tachyon particles is that they can induce a certain temporal instability in surrounding matter. DOCTOR: What can I do for you? DOCTOR (hologram): Come on, Romana, quick. MINA: Have you ever seen him before, Hardin? HARDIN: No, Madam Chairman. MINA: Such formality. HARDIN: I must respect your new position. Not that I, er, that there was ever MINA: Not that there was ever any disrespect. For all your genius, Hardin, you're young. But you're right. My new responsibilities will put a distance between us. This scientist seems to understand tachyonics to a very advanced level. He's mentioned temporal instability. How much does he know? HARDIN: I'll have to question him. Of course, he may be useful. MINA: Useful? HARDIN: If he has a genuine understanding of the instability. MINA: But the work's done, the problem's solved, thanks to you. HARDIN: Well, there may be certain adjustments on the full-scale run with the Generator. MINA: But you said at our very first meeting that the problems were solved. HARDIN: Yes, Madam Chairman. I merely suggest MINA: Ah. Where do you come from? DOCTOR: Gallifrey? MINA: I've never heard of it. DOCTOR: Well, it's just an obscure little planet in the constellation of Kasterborous and we're overdue. I think we should be on our way. MINA: Wait. Have you ever experimented with time? DOCTOR: Well, yes, but in a purely academic way of no interest to anyone. MINA: Earth Visitor Hardin thinks that you might be able to help with his experiments. DOCTOR: Well, I'd like to ROMANA: Gallifrey abandoned tachyonics when we developed warp matrix engineering. DOCTOR: Yes, there you are, so sorry. HARDIN: You saw the time experiment? DOCTOR: Well, just a glimpse. ROMANA: I assumed it was based on negative tachyon displacement, didn't you? MINA: I'd like you both to take another look at those experiments. ROMANA: Then can we go? MINA: We are a peaceful people, but you are unidentified visitors. Our decision will depend on your conduct. DOCTOR: All right, but we'd better rerun the experiment, don't you think, Mister Hardin? ROMANA: It's beautiful. DOCTOR: Yes. Radon 222 decays rapidly. MINA: But not the heavy metal dust. It won't be habitable for three centuries. DOCTOR: Really? Why, how long did the wr last? MINA: Twenty minutes. DOCTOR: As long as that. MINA: Now you understand the purpose of the Hive. ROMANA: To keep out the atmosphere. MINA: The physical reason, yes, but the purpose is to promote understanding between life forms of all culture and genetic type. There must be no more such wars. DOCTOR: So it's not just a recreation centre. MINA: Even the games in our Experiential Grid explore alien environments. Each race learns to understand what it is like to be the foreigner. ROMANA: Like learning a language. MINA: Language and thought. Let me show you the grid. MINA: This simulation is a high gravity planet with a life form MINA: Oh, no, not again. This is intolerable. ROMANA: What happened? MINA: Interfibral malfunction. A line's gone down. So many faults, accidents, the death this morning. DOCTOR: Do you think the Hive's being interfered with? MINA: The fibreoptic transmission system has a mean time between failure of two thousand years. DOCTOR: We could do with that in the TARDIS. MINA: It's far in excess of our own needs. ROMANA: Future generations will appreciate it. MINA: The few of us who survived the wr have our own price to pay. There will be no future generations. VARGOS (OOV.): The transmission fault has been identified, Madam Chairman. MINA: Show me. ROMANA: Does she mean they're sterile? DOCTOR: Yes. This Leisure Hive is the Argolin farewell gesture. DOCTOR: What is it? MINA: Please don't worry. This is quite normal. DOCTOR: Normal? But you're ill. MINA: I'll recover in a moment. ROMANA: But you look older. DOCTOR: Shush. MINA: Yes. The wr has done this to us, too. A slow, steady metabolism for most of our lives and then. This has come to me sooner than I thought. BROCK: But don't you see, Hardin? This idea of yours could be the saving of the Hive. HARDIN: It'll give the Argolins a few more years to live. Perhaps BROCK: Secondly, think of the impact on the visitors. At the moment this Experiential Grid leaves them older and wiser, but with this they could go home younger and wiser. HARDIN: Look, I cannot demonstrate it now! BROCK: Is something wrong? HARDIN: No. No, it takes time. BROCK: Oh, it's a time experiment. We'll be back. STIMSON: Don't lose your nerve, Hardin. We can work it. HARDIN: Why did I ever let you talk me into faking this in the first place? STIMSON: Fake? It's a breakthrough in tachyon technology. Your dreams come true. HARDIN: Success was so close. STIMSON: It still is, if you don't panic. HARDIN: But this isn't science. STIMSON: While you're operating on my funds you'll do it my way. Proceed as planned. HARDIN: I can't. Mena wants to bring in the Doctor. STIMSON: What? You blind idiot. HARDIN: Well, don't you see? These people could have the answer. STIMSON: But if they find this is a fake, we're ruined. HARDIN: All right, all right, I'll find a way. I'll persuade Mena not to let them in here. STIMSON: Get them to stay out there and watch on the viewer. HARDIN: All right. MENA: Are the preparations complete? HARDIN: Soon, Madam Chairman. DOCTOR: Is that a Schrödinger oscillator? HARDIN: Stay back. DOCTOR: Why? HARDIN: There's a question of radiation hazard. DOCTOR: Oh, really. HARDIN: (quietly to Stimson) We've got to make this work. Can't you see what's happening? STIMSON: Surely that's not the woman we saw on Earth? HARDIN: Yes. MENA: When will it be ready, Mister Hardin? HARDIN: Soon, Madam Chairman. The er, the adjustments have to be exact. STIMSON: You'll all get a better view, you know, from up top. ROMANA: Can I help you, Mister Hardin? Thank you. ROMANA: Now, this is a wafer wave inducer, is it? HARDIN: Yes, it feeds direct from the tachyon drive. ROMANA: And what do you do for inversion? HARDIN: It doesn't invert. The divider circuit automatically dephases. Mena's dying, and nothing can stop that cellular degeneration once it starts. ROMANA: This could. Come on, Hardin. How do you lock the phase? HARDIN: I can't. It doesn't. It doesn't really work, you know. VARGOS: Can I help you, Mister Stimson? STIMSON: It's imperative that I leave for Earth immediately. VARGOS: Ah. All the shuttles are fully booked, unless you can obtain a special clearance from one of the directors. STIMSON: Thank you. STIMSON: Mister Brock? Mister Brock. STIMSON: Anyone there? STIMSON: Argh! ROMANA: Switch on. HARDIN: Right. ROMANA: Hold it there. HARDIN: Stasis. ROMANA: Looks like it. HARDIN: We've brought time to a stop. ROMANA: But can we wind time back, return the sand to where it was before it fell? HARDIN: I just don't get this. In theory it should be functioning perfectly. ROMANA: We'll just have to check it all again. That's one thing I've learnt from the Doctor. Where is he, by the way? COMPUTER: Override failsafe. Override failsafe. Eliminate intruder. Eliminate intruder. DOCTOR: Ah, so that's how it's done. BROCK: Doctor? DOCTOR: Oh, thank you, thank you. BROCK: This is your scarf, isn't it, Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes. PANGOL: The mrder. BROCK: His scarf klled Stimson. DOCTOR: Arrest the scarf, then. MENA: The court is sitting, Doctor. DOCTOR: I'm sorry. MENA: The court, Doctor. MENA: We Argolins have a sacred reminder of the evil that dwells in volence. The Helmet of Theron, who led Argolis into the wr that wiped it out. Can you swear your innocence before the Helmet of Theron? DOCTOR: Yes. MENA: Let me hear the facts of the case. ROMANA: Ready? HARDIN: Ready. ROMANA: Start the recording now. HARDIN: Recorder running. ROMANA: Increase the power slowly. We don't want a sudden surge to blow everything to bits. HARDIN: Four hundred and twenty five. Increasing. Four hundred and twenty nine. Four hundred and thirty one. sab at four hundred and thirty five. ROMANA: Nothing. Increase the power. HARDIN: It's not going to work, I know it. ROMANA: That's an unnecessary assumption. We must keep trying. HARDIN: Yes, you're right. We must keep trying. Four hundred and forty eight. sab at four hundred and forty eight. ROMANA: Try four hundred and fifty. HARDIN: sab at four hundred and fifty. ROMANA: Nothing. Wait a minute. ROMANA: Yes! Yes! HARDIN: We've done it! ROMANA: Come on. BROCK: And those are the facts, Madam Chairman. MENA: Does that conclude the evidence? DOCTOR: Evidence? Evidence? You couldn't hang a hat on that. MENA: I'm the judge here, Doctor. DOCTOR: I'm sorry. BROCK: A mrder has been committed and the mrder must be found. MENA: Justice is what matters. PANGOL: When Theron was in doubt he threw a man into f*re or water. Let the elements try him. MENA: These superstitions are not for us, Pangol. DOCTOR: I've got an idea. There's a sort of blue box down the hall. You could imprison us both in that. HARDIN: Mena, er, Madam Chairman. It works. MENA: What? HARDIN: Romana has solved the wave equations in all four dimensions. MENA: You mean you really can rejuvenate? ROMANA: Probably. MENA: Then I'm prepared. HARDIN: No. No, there must be one more test. PANGOL: A test. DOCTOR: Are you sure about this, Romana? ROMANA: According to our calculations, the most it'll do is knock off ten or twelve years. DOCTOR: Right. Then I'll take my chance. ROMANA: We should be recording this. HARDIN: Yes, of course. I forgot to switch it through from the lab. ROMANA: You'll be needed here. MENA: Think what this will mean to the Argolin. PANGOL: A few years gain for an individual, perhaps. BROCK: We're ready, then? HARDIN: I'll start the warm-up now. ROMANA: Doctor? ROMANA: Stop! Stop. We forgot about something. HARDIN: What? It's too late. ROMANA: Get the Doctor out of there! HARDIN: I can't.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x02 - The Leisure Hive - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
THE LEISURE HIVE BY DAVID FISHER Episode 3 Original Air Date: 13 September, 1980 5:55pm - 6:20pm DOCTOR: Was I in there long? It felt like centuries. HARDIN: Are you all right? DOCTOR: Yes, I think so. A bit weak. Why? What are you all staring at? BROCK: Have you seen yourself? DOCTOR: No, not recently. Why, should I DOCTOR: Is that me? What happened? ROMANA: I don't know. Hardware malfunction. I don't understand. DOCTOR: I was just going to check something in there. I can't remember what. MENA: The Doctor is unwell. See that he is given a cabin. PANGOL: And confine him there. He's still on trial for mrder. Confine them both. MENA: Very well. I declare a limitation on them both. Hardin, you will come with me. MENA: Am I leaning too heavily on you? HARDIN: No, Mena. MENA: The distance between us seems to have lessened again. What went wrong with the experiment? I felt so sorry for you. HARDIN: For me? MENA: And for the Argolin, of course. It seemed to offer a last chance for us. Technology offered us hope once before, after the wr. HARDIN: Hope of survival? How? MENA: It isn't something we talk of to outsiders. HARDIN: It isn't the end. I know I can make it work. Don't despair. MENA: Despair is the death of hope, and all our hope died years ago. The Helmet of Theron. His ambition laid waste the planet. We keep it there to remind us to live in humility. HARDIN: To live, yes. MENA: And to die with grace. Please, Hardin. Send for my attendants. GUIDE: Your movements will be unrestricted provided you keep to the programme. ROMANA: We're being programmed? GUIDE: Vargos will explain. VARGOS: The programme allows you to be in certain areas at certain times. The collars will only become uncomfortable if you attempt to depart from the programme. Or try to remove them. PANGOL: This must be solved before dawn. The time is very close. Vargos? VARGOS: Yes, Pangol? PANGOL: Somehow or other the alien's trivial experiment is degrading the segmentation. PANGOL: Your experiment draws power from the Generator, Hardin? HARDIN: That's right. PANGOL: My guides would like your help in removing it. We can't allow interference with our developments. HARDIN: Developments? What do you mean? PANGOL: I'm not going to discuss that with an alien. Besides, the tachyonic facilities are for scientific research, not fraud. MENA: Fraud? PANGOL: My guides have been through Stimson's effects. It's clear the experiments were rigged. MENA: Is this true? HARDIN: Well, I was on the verge of a breakthrough. I needed funds. MENA: There was real hope for us and you allowed Stimson to cheat us. HARDIN: But the test I made here with the girl Romana, they weren't fakes. We created negative time images. It worked! PANGOL: Tell that to the Doctor. HARDIN: Give me more time and I can prove it. MENA: Let him have his wish. Give him access to the laboratory. HARDIN: And Romana. I must have her help. PANGOL: I don't trust this. It's a conspiracy. MENA: Romana will stay where she is. Work on your own, Hardin. DOCTOR: I'm sick of being old. There must be some way of reversing the process. ROMANA: Temporal asymmetry. We'll have to get back to the Generator. Your condition's unstable. DOCTOR: Pangol's very young. ROMANA: Pangol? DOCTOR: Yes. And everyone else is old, except Pangol. And he runs the Generator. When you were fitting the Schrödinger oscillator, did you notice there were two baryon shields? ROMANA: Mmm. Why two, I wonder? DOCTOR: I don't know. I didn't have time to look. Five hundred years goes by so rapidly. ROMANA: An alternative function? There must be a second circuit in there doing something we know nothing about. DOCTOR: Yes. Yes. MENA: When the Chairmanship passes to you, Pangol, you'll moderate your views. PANGOL: The ancient Greeks of Earth believed in moderation. MENA: Athens was the seat of wisdom. PANGOL: And it fell to the might of Rome. PANGOL: What do you want, Earthling? BROCK: Madam Chairman! MENA: Don't be alarmed, Mister Brock. My medical attendants assure me that my termination is proceeding normally. BROCK: I suppose you know that the shuttles have been packed to capacity with visitors leaving. MENA: Two unfortunate accidents in one day. BROCK: Two mrder. An exodus. The value of this Foamasi offer must be falling by the hour. Tomorrow they may withdraw completely. PANGOL: Good. MENA: Have you a suggestion, Mister Brock? PANGOL: A public trial and execution, perhaps? BROCK: I had something more constructive in mind. PANGOL: So have I. Who cares if an alien doctor lives or dies? HARDIN: Mister Brock says you might be able to help by looking at the Recreation Generator. DOCTOR: Really, it's astonishing how far the Argolins have come with tachyonics. HARDIN: These are mere toys. My time experiments are the first glimpse of any real use for the Recreation Generator. DOCTOR: Really? Are you sure of that? HARDIN: Of course. The Argolins have nothing to show for their forty years work on tachyonics. DOCTOR: No, nothing except a sort of cabinet of illusions. And then the name of the thing. Has that struck you? ROMANA: The Generator? DOCTOR: Recreation Generator. Re-creation. ROMANA: Creating things again. DOCTOR: Things, yes. Or people. BROCK: The Foamasi are offering excellent terms. PANGOL: Let me see that. MENA: There is an alternative. BROCK: What? MENA: When the time comes, we will open the airlocks and together the Argolin will walk out onto the surface of their planet for the last time. BROCK: Mass su1c1de? Why even consider it when you have these terms? PANGOL: This isn't a Foamasi government document. BROCK: Did I say it was? A private deal from a group of Foamasi citizens. PANGOL: The West Lodge? I've never heard of them. BROCK: They prefer a low profile. Bluntly, it's either them or bankruptcy. PANGOL: There is a third possibility, Mister Brock, that Mena didn't mention. BROCK: Oh? PANGOL: The new Argolis. DOCTOR: This way. BROCK: This new Argolis, whatever that might be, will need funds. PANGOL: From this forgery? BROCK: I beg your pardon? PANGOL: I know the Foamasi. I've studied them. Do you think my hatred has turned me into a blind fool? MENA: There are no private enterprise groups among the Foamasi. PANGOL: Another trick by the government. For years they've been trying to foist restitution money on us. BROCK: Some small attempt to PANGOL: For genocide, Brock? BROCK: You said yourself that is not a government document. PANGOL: The West Lodge. Ever since the wr, the Foamasi government has owned the whole planet. BROCK: Officially. PANGOL: What? BROCK: Private enterprise is irrepressible. I have several copies, of course. MENA: Your West Lodge can raise that much money? BROCK: Easily. PANGOL: We don't need it. I have something better than money. BROCK: A novel concept. PANGOL: Manpower. BROCK: Excuse me for reminding you that this is a sterile planet. There haven't been any Argolins born here since the wr. PANGOL: Which was forty years ago. But how old do you think I am, Mister Brock? DOCTOR: The radiation out there affected the Argolin metabolism. HARDIN: Yes, it produced this rapid aging effect. DOCTOR: Yes, and made them sterile. ROMANA: It's not re-creation, it's some sort of reduplication process going on in there. DOCTOR: The implications of that could be very unpleasant. ROMANA: We need to check out the Generator and find out what Pangol's up to. HARDIN: I'll go. ROMANA: No, it can't be you or the Doctor. I'm the only one who can go in the Generator while it's unstable. DOCTOR: Yes, or else there might be, what do you call it? ROMANA: Tachyon surge. If there is, I come out aged six hundred and fifty, but if you're in there. What we need is a diversion. DOCTOR: Yes. Or even a plan would do. MENA: No, Pangol! No! PANGOL: It's time you understood, Mister Brock. You must be more stupid than you look. Mena is not my mother. MENA: No, Pangol! You've said too much already. BROCK: You mean you're not an Argolin? PANGOL: Of course I'm an Argolin! The first of the new Argolin. I am the child of the Generator. HARDIN: Psst! You, come on. DOCTOR: Look at this, old thing. DOCTOR: Do you know, I had a feeling he wasn't quite ready for the rigours of warp mechanics. DOCTOR: Hadn't you better get him off to bed? HARDIN: But you said BROCK: You mean the Argolins donated cells from their bodies to this Recreation Generator and cloned themselves? There's a flaw in your story. Where are all the others? MENA: The theory was still primitive. There were many failures. BROCK: And yet he survived. PANGOL: For twenty years a moratorium was declared on the technique, until I came of age, a thoroughly proficient tachyon engineer. There will be no more disfigured mutants in our next reduplication programme. PANGOL: There is the future of the Argolins. Where are the guides? PANGOL: How did he get there? Alert! Alert! PANGOL: It's over there. COMPUTER: Status update. Intruders. PANGOL: It's all right, he's in here. Five hundred years the last time, Doctor. Let's see what you're like when you've aged two thousand. DOCTOR: There's no doubt about it, all this rushing about takes it out of you, particularly when you're twelve hundred and fifty years old. ROMANA: It's all right, he's a friend. He got me out of the Generator before Pangol started it up. DOCTOR: Who is he? ROMANA: I don't know. DOCTOR: What? Doesn't make any sense to me. HARDIN: Doctor! ROMANA: Shush. HARDIN: Romana, thank heavens you're safe. DOCTOR: Shush. Don't interrupt. He's a Foamasi. HARDIN: What's he doing on Argolis? DOCTOR: I don't know. Ask him. ROMANA: Well, at least he showed me why our rejuvenation process doesn't work. We found this behind the second baryon shield. HARDIN: Doctor, what do you make of this? DOCTOR: Of course. Of course. PANGOL: That Doctor has been interfering with the Generator again. I want them all found. BROCK: Mena is dying. PANGOL: The life of an individual is trivial. BROCK: You might at least try Hardin's idea. PANGOL: With Mena's death, the future arrives. The Children of the Generator will rise to claim their inheritance. ROMANA: Is it something to do with the random field frame? DOCTOR: I wish I knew what you wanted, friend. DOCTOR: Of course. Come on, let's go then. Come on. ROMANA: Where to? DOCTOR: Back to the boardroom. Our scaly friend's seen someone he wants to talk to. HARDIN: But can we trust him? DOCTOR: Well, you can trust me, that's the important thing. PANGOL: When the dawn comes, Mena will be dad. The birth of the new Argolis must be recorded by history. I shall need one alien witness. BROCK: So that's why you're telling me all this. PANGOL: The Doctor! Seize him! DOCTOR: Oh no, I've got a surprise for you all. BROCK: No, no. Don't you touch me! No! No, don't touch me. Stay away from me! No, don't touch me! Argh!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x03 - The Leisure Hive - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
THE LEISURE HIVE BY DAVID FISHER Episode 4 Original Air Date: 20 September, 1980 6:15pm - 6:40pm FOAMASI: Now that I have your attention and this traitor's voice synthesiser, I must explain. I am the Foamasi government. DOCTOR: Mmm, it looks genuine to me. PANGOL: These people are enemies. FOAMASI: Those two are the enemy. A saboteur and a mrder. PANGOL: They were the cause of all these accidents? FOAMASI: With assorted colleagues, they've been systematically trying to run this planet down. MENA: But Brock FOAMASI: The real Brock never left Earth. MENA: I don't understand. FOAMASI: Since our last government clamp-down, the West Lodge has been looking for a new venue for its illegal activities. Argolis would have been ideal. MENA: They should have known we'd never sell. FOAMASI: Their business methods are very persuasive. This one is the leader of all sectors. With him under arrest, the West Lodge is wound up. You're going back to face trial. FOAMASI: The filaments will hold them until we board our shuttle. PANGOL: We can't let these aliens go. MENA: Why not? PANGOL: Don't you understand? They've been spying on our planet. MENA: The government agents mean to help. PANGOL: An excuse to infiltrate. MENA: I'm not persuaded, Pangol. PANGOL: Then I must persuade you. MENA: Must? PANGOL: Yes. There are new imperatives. MENA: Let me past. It is my duty to escort them to their shuttle. PANGOL: Then I relieve you of that duty. MENA: Let me pass immediately. That is an order. PANGOL: No! FOAMASI: I'm glad this has ended so satisfactorily. DOCTOR: If it has ended. FOAMASI: With the arrest of those two, peace is restored. ROMANA: What the Doctor means is DOCTOR: Don't cross your bridges before they're hatched. PANGOL: Wait! The Argolin dawn. The dawn of the new Argolis. No one can now be permitted to leave. You are destined by history to remain and watch. FOAMASI: I am an ambassador. To interdict my departure would be an act of wr. PANGOL: You won't leave here alive. ROMANA: Come on. We'd better do something quickly. ROMANA: The random field frame. HARDIN: It's probably back in the Generator by now. ROMANA: Then Pangol's ready to proceed. HARDIN: Yes. If Pangol's replaced the random field frame, we'll still be getting surges. ROMANA: I can't see any way round that, can you, Doctor? Doctor? DOCTOR: Please get on with it. There's so little time. HARDIN: Now, if we had a second random field frame. DOCTOR: The TARDIS. ROMANA: Not the Randomiser. DOCTOR: Perfect. With the sab matrix. ROMANA: It's too risky. How long would it take us to build one? HARDIN: I must work out some new eigen functions. ROMANA: Right, I'll modify the oscillator. MENA: No! No, that is a sacred symbol. PANGOL: A symbol of our shame. The Helmet of Theron is a call for revenge. MENA: Theron worshipped the flame of wr. PANGOL: A flame that welded Argolis into a single nation. MENA: And brought us death. PANGOL: And he will be avenged. We, Pangol, the child of the Generator, will fulfil his dreams of great conquests. MENA: How? With what army? PANGOL: We are the army. MENA: You've perfected it? The Doctor starts to enter the Generator room, sees Vargos at the control console and backs out again. Vargos turns as the door closes, and sees nothing.) PANGOL: Guides of Argolis. According to our ancient laws, we, Pangol, declare ourselves your new leader. PANGOL: We are the future, guides of Argolis, for what is about to happen and for the eons that lie beyond, you will grant us your unquestioning obedience. PANGOL (OOV.): Citizens of the old Argolis. HARDIN: Mena's dad. PANGOL (OOV.): Your appointed tasks in the Experiential Grid are hereby concluded. PANGOL: All guides to the Recreation Generator. Citizens of the old Argolis, today your lives will be irrevocably changed and the Hive itself transformed as we equip ourselves for the rebirth of this great planet. HARDIN: We, Pangol? What does he mean? ROMANA: I think it's more than just a figure of speech. HARDIN: If only we could have saved Mena. ROMANA: It's not too late. Look. ROMANA: Hardin! HARDIN: I've got to get up there. ROMANA: You'll get caught. Doctor, tell him. Where is he? ROMANA: He's heading for the Generator. He's mad! He's going to try to fit the Randomiser himself. VARGOS: The Foamasi shuttle is requesting permission to take off, sir. PANGOL: Denied. VARGOS: Their request has diplomatic priority, sir. PANGOL: Denied! PANGOL: The Foamasi will return to the Hive to witness the fulfillment of Argolin destiny. DOCTOR: The anti-baryon shield. Anti-baryon shield. Anti-baryon shield. Now, where was it, exactly? PANGOL: Citizens of Argolis, the time has come! VARGOS: Sir, we have another urgent request from the Foamasi shuttle for clearance. PANGOL: The Foamasi request clearance. Let they try taking off. I'll clear them into time and space! ROMANA: Stop! Stop! You mustn't start the Generator. PANGOL: Another defiant alien. Nothing can stop us now. ROMANA: But the Doctor's in there! PANGOL: Begin the programme. TANNOY: Attention. This is the launch systems controller. The Foamasi shuttle has launched. PANGOL: Well, blow it into space! ROMANA: That is an act of wr! PANGOL: wr is the destiny of the new Argolis. ROMANA: The Foamasi shuttle. He's mad! You've got to stop him. You've got to stop him. He's mad! ROMANA: Stop him! Stop him! ROMANA: Oh no. An army of Pangols. ROMANA: Stop this. The Doctor's in there. PANGOL: Remove that alien trash. Let her rot outside. ROMANA: Let me go! The Doctor's in there. Let me go! Let me go! PANGOL: Continue the programme. HARDIN: Mena? PANGOL (OOV.): Fetch the body of the Chairman. That too can be disposed of outside. ROMANA: Stop! Let me go! Let me go! The Doctor's in there! Let me go! ROMANA: What are you doing? ROMANA: Doctor! PANGOL: No. No. No. No. DOCTOR: It's terribly simple. It's a tachyon image. Outwardly Pangol, inwardly me. Unfortunately, these tachyon images are very unstable. DOCTOR 2: Or fortunately, depending on your point of view. HARDIN: The Generator. ROMANA: Then where's the Doctor? ROMANA: Thank heavens. At least you're solid enough. DOCTOR: Come on, we've got work to do. ROMANA: Please. DOCTOR: Shush, careful. ROMANA: You're the last one. DOCTOR: The first one, actually. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: The first one out of the Generator. ROMANA: Then you're real? DOCTOR: It's hard to tell. DOCTOR: Yes, I feel real enough. Yes, it's holding up quite well so far. DOCTOR: That's me nearly complete. Where's my coat? ROMANA: Here. I think I see. The images must have been multiplied in a sort of FIFO stack. DOCTOR: FIFO stack? Yes, I see what you mean. First in, first out. Where's my hat? Thank you. ROMANA: Which would make you the original. DOCTOR: Well, I had concluded that empirically, but it's nice to have some theoretical background. ROMANA: I've just remembered. DOCTOR: What? Mena! Come on, quick. PANGOL: We shall begin again! HARDIN: Out of my way. PANGOL: Dispose of her outside. HARDIN: Out of my way! PANGOL: Outside! I order you! She's dad! I am in command! HARDIN: She's stopped breathing. The Generator is her only chance. PANGOL: No, I must be leader! The Argolin need me. A new army can still be built. We can change the Generator. I must be leader! ROMANA: Look! DOCTOR: I think I set it on rejuvenation. ROMANA: What? Anything could happen. It's totally unstable. HARDIN: It's useless. The doors won't open while it's running. DOCTOR: It's too late. They've written out the override. ROMANA: It's too dangerous! MENA: This time I must try to bring him up properly, but there's work to do first. We must contact the Foamasi and avert this wr. FOAMASI: You mentioned Foamasi? MENA: But your shuttle. FOAMASI: The West Lodge leader who impersonated Brock must have tried to take off without us. DOCTOR: So Brock and Klout are kaput, little Pangol. MENA: I'm so sorry. Naturally, we'll replace your vehicle. FOAMASI: Later. You and I have a lot to discuss, Madam Chairman. MENA: Forgive me, but I didn't quite catch your name. MENA: Ah, of course. Well, let's continue this discussion in the boardroom. DOCTOR: Hardin! HARDIN: Doctor. DOCTOR: Have a baby. DOCTOR: I think we're redundant here. Let's go. ROMANA: The Randomiser. DOCTOR: What about it? ROMANA: Well, we can't just leave it here. DOCTOR: Why not? I don't like not knowing where we're going to turn up next. ROMANA: Neither does the Black Guardian. That is the point of the thing. The Black Guardian's a real thrat. DOCTOR: Some galactic hobo with ideas above his station. The cosmos is full of them. Anyway, there's been enough randomising on this job. ROMANA: Job? It was meant to be a holiday. DOCTOR: Well then, I'm going to be very glad to get back to work. And I'm missing K9.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x04 - The Leisure Hive - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
MEGLOS BY: JOHN FLANAGAN AND ANDREW MCCULLOCH Part One Original Air Date: 27 September 1980 Running time: 24:43 DOCTOR: You'd better stop the TARDIS. We don't want any nasty jolts. Prion, did you say? ROMANA: We're in the Prion planetary system. We'd better land. DOCTOR: No, no. Hovering will do. ROMANA: There's a planet called Tigella. DOCTOR: Tigella? Never heard of it. ROMANA: Well, there's one called Zolfa-Thura. That's in the history books. DOCTOR: Well, we're all in somebody's history books. ROMANA: A great civilisation blown away to sand and ashes. DOCTOR: Oh, yes. ROMANA: Now all that's left is the Screens. DOCTOR: Why, what screens? ROMANA: The Screens of Zolfa-Thura. DOCTOR: Oh. Oh, those screens. Well, of course I've been to Tigella. Did you say Tigella? ROMANA: That's right. DOCTOR: I've been there. ROMANA: When? DOCTOR: Oo, well, a long time ago. Nice chap called Zastor showed me around. Yes. Remind me to get in touch with him sometime. In fact, I'll do it right now. ROMANA: No, no, no. Please, please, can we just do one thing at a time? DOCTOR: First things first? ROMANA: Exactly. DOCTOR: But not necessarily in that order. Tigella. Zastor. CARIS: It's going to blow! CARIS: Emergency! Emergency! DEEDRIX: And quickly. WOMAN (OOV.): Burn out on one four nine. Medical and lighting assistance immediately. DEEDRIX: Medical detail dispatched. MAN 2 (OOV.): Air purification unit one malfunctioning. DEEDRIX: Open up air vents three to eight in unit one. Zastor. ZASTOR: This is no time for formality. Please continue. MAN 3 (OOV.): Irrigation levels holding steady. DEEDRIX: Thank you. Clearing. ZASTOR: Well, how bad is it, Deedrix? DEEDRIX: We can't control it much longer. ZASTOR: So much for science. DEEDRIX: Without detailed investigation, there's nothing science can do. ZASTOR: Believe me, I understand. DEEDRIX: I've always argued ZASTOR: That's certainly true. DEEDRIX: For thousands of years our lives have been dominated by a mystery. The Dodecahedron belongs to all of us, not just the Deons. ZASTOR: Their religion deserves respect. DEEDRIX: Religion. Control to walkway nine. DEEDRIX (OOV.): Update on the burnout, please. CARIS: I'm replacing the transformer. There'll be no power in here for the next three hours. Now will they believe us? DEEDRIX: Thank you, Caris. Understood. All this rather proves her point. ZASTOR: How can we re-inhabit the surface? It would take years of preparation. DEEDRIX: Decades, more likely. There are better ways, but at least she has a rational plan. ZASTOR: Which the Deons have declared a blasphemy. DEEDRIX: You could overrule them. ZASTOR: How long would I remain leader if I were to? DEEDRIX: And Tigella? Zastor, I tell you as a savant, a scientist, one who works hard to understand these things, that our safe and bountiful city may well be on the edge of total extinction. LEXA: No. LEXA: Zastor is our leader, but he cannot lead us into sacrilege. Resume the Concurrence. I shall explain this yet again to Zastor. ZASTOR: I understand your anger, Lexa. LEXA: The power is angrier than we are. ZASTOR: But at the moment seems to be a little more controlled. So perhaps should we be. The savants are trying to help, or so they believe. LEXA: Believe? A word to large for their small minds.) LEXA: They're children. Wilful, ignorant and lost. ZASTOR: As we all will be, savants and Deons alike, if the power fails us. LEXA: Why are we going to the debating chamber? This is hardly a matter for compromise. ZASTOR: I'm an old man, Lexa, with less faith perhaps than you, but I think you trust my judgment. LEXA: Yes. ZASTOR: They have some proposals. They will not touch the Dodecahedron. LEXA: They cannot enter the Power room! ZASTOR: Some measurement, a few calculations. LEXA: Oh, not even you, Zastor, can revoke the ancient laws. DEEDRIX: And your Concurrence, Lexa, cannot revoke the laws of physics. ZASTOR: Deedrix, Lexa, we must behave like leaders. DEEDRIX: Then lead us by example, Zastor. Make a decision! ZASTOR: I cannot interfere. I was afraid it would come to this. (to a guard) Yes, please, ask him to come. LEXA: Ask? Who? DEEDRIX: Some new procrastination, Zastor? ZASTOR: Some fifty years ago, I knew a man who solved the insoluble by the strangest means. He sees the threads that join the universe together and mends them when they break. DEEDRIX: A savant? Or one of her madmen. ZASTOR: A little of each and a great deal more of something else. He's nearby and asking to visit us. DEEDRIX: You sent for an alien? LEXA: Why? ZASTOR: You'll know when you see him. This probably needs his delicacy of touch. DOCTOR: He'd better not go in the sea in future. He's likely to get into deep water, you know. ROMANA: It was hardly his fault that someone neglected to sea-proof him. DOCTOR: Quite. Can you remember where I left his manual? ROMANA: Yes, of course. ROMANA: Oh, I hope he's going to be all right. We're going to need him on Tigella. DOCTOR: Why? They're not hostile. ROMANA: The plants are. Lush, aggressive vegetation. DOCTOR: You mustn't believe everything you read in books. ROMANA: It says in the history books that it was the lush, aggressive vegetation that forced the Tigellans to retreat beneath the surface. You must have seen it last time you were there. DOCTOR: It was reasonably friendly to me. Mind you, it was a long time ago. ROMANA: Post repair test questions. DOCTOR: Ahem. Post repair test questions. K9, can you hear me? K9: Affirmative, (pause) mistress. DOCTOR: That's a promising start. ZASTOR: Silence! Savants, Deons, remember the dignity of your high office. Have we been elected to squabble? If we cannot agree, we will at least have order. DEEDRIX: I've said all I have to say. I am needed back in the control room. LEXA: No! The Savants should be arrested for heresy. DEEDRIX: And crushed to death, no doubt. ZASTOR: Please, you will not mock the old laws. DEEDRIX: Well, how can there be any respect for a creed that practices primitive sacrifice. Are you making sacrifices now in the name of your monstrous myth? ZASTOR: Please, Deedrix, remember where you are. DEEDRIX: No! This should be said before all Tigella. The Dodecahedron is no god! It is an artefact! Engineered. LEXA: It descended from the heavens! DEEDRIX: Not the heavens. From somewhere, anywhere, but not the heavens. LEXA: Then where? GRUGGER: Well? BROTADAC: Sand. Nothing but sand. The whole planet. GRUGGER: Except for those. BROTADAC: Bring an Earthling to the screens of Zolfa-Thura. I never liked this job. GRUGGER: Male Caucasian around two metres tall. BROTADAC: Right, we've delivered him. So who pays us? GRUGGER: Shut up. He's trying to say something. BROTADAC: It could be a trap. What does he know, anyway? EARTHLING: Nothing. I don't know anything. What have I done? GRUGGER: Nobody knows anything. EARTHLING: Why? Why me? GRUGGER: Why any of us? Do you think I do this through choice? Oh, give him another one. GRUGGER: The message was genuine. We'll wait. BROTADAC: Genuine? We don't even know who sent it. Let's kll him and go. GRUGGER: Let's think, for a change. Now, why would you send across the galaxy for a thing like that? BROTADAC: Stop! It must be a trap. GRUGGER: Shut up and follow me. MEGLOS (OOV.): Arrival noted, gentlemen. Welcome. Don't be afraid. GRUGGER: Huh. Who do you think you're talking to? MEGLOS (OOV.): General Grugger, Lieutenant Brotadac, I presume, together with their band of fortune hunters. There should also be an Earthling somewhere. GRUGGER: You. What are you? MEGLOS (OOV.): Ah, forgive me. Most remiss. I am Meglos, only survivor of this planet. MEGLOS (OOV.): Well observed, General Grugger. I am the plant. A xerophyte, to be precise. Ah! Ah, you've served me well, General Grugger. I now have a real proposition for you. ZASTOR: This chamber will yield to my authority! DEEDRIX: You've lost it, delegated it to these aliens. LEXA: A Time Lord! A non-believer. Why should we trust him? ZASTOR: The Doctor's good faith is beyond question. DEEDRIX: Faith! That word again. What we need is knowledge! ZASTOR: He brings that, too. DEEDRIX: We have it here, if you will allow us to use it. LEXA: Oh, squabbles go round and round. Nothing is decided here. I shall seek guidance from the Power itself. CARIS: I have something to say to this chamber LEXA: No. ZASTOR: Caris has risked her life to save this city. I wish to hear her. CARIS: Even if we manage to restore the power, or as the Deons would say, if the power condescends to restore itself, the food stocks will be destroyed. We will have to ascend to the surface. BROTADAC: It's a waste of time. Let's get our payment and go. MEGLOS (OOV.): You Gaztaks pillage the galaxy. There are a thousand small marauding bands like yours. And what's it all for? BROTADAC: Loot! MEGLOS (OOV.): A motley collection of trophies. How long did it take you to accumulate? BROTADAC: Done it all our lives. MEGLOS (OOV.): Pah! And you accuse me of wasting your time. GRUGGER: What you're asking us to do is impossible. MEGLOS (OOV.): Impossible, or simply beyond your comprehension? BROTADAC: There's only one way into that city. GRUGGER: And they guard that Dodecahedron with their lives. To them, it's a god. BROTADAC: They say the thing's dangerous to touch. MEGLOS (OOV.): Really, gentlemen, I have considered the hazards. But your timidity worries me. You're not interested in the real power. So, if Lieutenant Brotadac will return my redimensioner, we will conclude our business. GRUGGER: What? MEGLOS (OOV.): The redimensioner you removed from my desk. GRUGGER: Oh, you fool. What do you know about mass conversion mechanics? GRUGGER: I want to know a lot more about all this. DOCTOR: Bit of a nuisance if we have to reprogramme all his constants. ROMANA: I'm more worried about the power depletion. At this rate he's going to need recharging every two hours. DOCTOR: That's not a problem. I happen to be an expert in power sources. ROMANA: Tigella won't take long, then. DOCTOR: No, no, no. A quick flight, a quick service. ROMANA: What is the energy process, baryon multiplication? DOCTOR: Erm, er, yes. Yes, something like that. They didn't actually let me see it last time. Religious objections. GRUGGER: The Dodecahedron was made here on Zolfa-Thura? MEGLOS (OOV.): Of course. The Tigellans are using only a fraction of its potential. GRUGGER: A fraction! It powers their entire planet. MEGLOS (OOV.): Precisely. A mere fraction. The verdant fluctuations are part of its inbuilt programming. In restart mode it's present output will be raised to the power of twelve. It's energy could feed an entire galaxy. GRUGGER: That's impossible. MEGLOS (OOV.): Within your limited frame of reference, yes. Now, if you will be so kind as to proceed. MEGLOS (OOV.): General Grugger, have I explained the procedure sufficiently? GRUGGER: Yes, it's all right. It's this lever first and then that one to start the process. MEGLOS (OOV.): Excellent. Then let it commence. GRUGGER: Oh, we'll definitely let it commence. BROTADAC: This is the switch, is it? GRUGGER: Don't touch these controls, Brotadac. BROTADAC: Come on, he looks ready to me. GRUGGER: Yes, he does, doesn't he? BROTADAC: Well, what's the hang up? I want to get off of this planet. GRUGGER: Get the others. So do I, but it would be a pity to leave all this. BROTADAC: You got a plan? GRUGGER: We can take that, and that, and that. How much will all that be worth in Pallagos? BROTADAC: Fifty million credits? GRUGGER: Oh, that's very nice. BROTADAC: We struck lucky. GRUGGER: Lucky? Brains, Brotadac, brains. I think the four of us could dismantle that. BROTADAC: We could break that one up. GRUGGER: No, no, that's a nice piece. BROTADAC: I'll go and get the others. GRUGGER: I've already sent for them. Why aren't they here? Go and see what's happened to them. BROTADAC: It's stuck! GRUGGER: Well, open it. BROTADAC: But it won't open. GRUGGER: What do you mean, it won't open. It won't open. BROTADAC: It opened all right when we come in. Automatically. MEGLOS (OOV.): Correct, gentlemen. Automatically. GRUGGER: He's trapped us. BROTADAC: Didn't trust us. MEGLOS (OOV.): Oh, nothing so petty. I knew that as, what shall we say, ardent pragmatists, you would feel bound to attempt some variation of our arrangement. I wanted it to come sooner rather than later. I know you and your kind so well, and if we are to cooperate, I want you to know me. GRUGGER: I see. Well, that's all right. MEGLOS (OOV.): Well, gentlemen, shall we all descend together into the earth for another thousand years or shall we resume our original arrangements? GRUGGER: Well, I'm prepared to forget that little incident. MEGLOS (OOV.): Oh, I hope not. BROTADAC: We'll remember. MEGLOS (OOV.): Good. Now, the second button, please. BROTADAC: I don't believe it! MEGLOS: Thank you, General Grugger. Now we must work quickly. I've intercepted a Tigellan message. They've sent for a travelling Time Lord. MEGLOS: Who's travels I must interrupt. Now, where is he, and when? ROMANA: Where did you put the magnetic tweezers? DOCTOR: In a cave. A sort of shrine. ROMANA: Where? DOCTOR: In Tigella. What? ROMANA: Magnetic tweezers? DOCTOR: Oh. ROMANA: Thanks. I think I've almost done it. DOCTOR: Mind you, it's hardly surprising they're in awe of the thing. After all, their whole way of life depends on it. ROMANA: Oh blast, here we go again. DOCTOR: What's the matter? ROMANA: Well, now his probe circuit's jammed. DOCTOR: Well, that's easy. Just waggle his tail. ROMANA: All right. We've tried everything else. K9: Thank you, mistress. Repairs complete. DOCTOR: Well done, Romana. Well done. You're becoming very accomplished at all this. ROMANA: Becoming? I was fully qualified when I arrived. DOCTOR: (sotto from across the room) K9, what do you know about the Prion planetary system? K9: The only viable civilisation was Zolfa-Thura. They destroyed themselves in global wr. Planet now featureless desert. ROMANA: Good boy, K9. DOCTOR: So now Tigella's all that's left. K9: Affirmative. ROMANA: Oh blast, here we go again. DOCTOR: What's the matter? ROMANA: Well, now his probe circuit's jammed. DOCTOR: Well, that's easy. Just waggle his tail. ROMANA: All right. We've tried everything else. K9: Thank you, mistress. Repairs complete. MEGLOS: Flies trapped in amber. Not even the Doctor can escape a chronic hysteretic loop. GRUGGER: A what? MEGLOS: I've caught him inside a fold of time. GRUGGER: Huh? Oh, good. MEGLOS: His only respite is the short period when he loops back to the start. Round and round, for all eternity. ROMANA: Oh blast, here we go again. DOCTOR: What's the matter? ROMANA: Well, now his probe circuit's jammed. DOCTOR: Well, that's easy. Just waggle his tail. ROMANA: All right. We've tried everything else. K9: Thank you, mistress. Repairs complete. DOCTOR: That's the third time. What's happening? ROMANA: The TARDIS appears to be functioning normally. DOCTOR: Yes. Then what? Repeated time cycles? Oh, no. It couldn't be a chronic hysteresis, could it? ROMANA: Chronic hysteresis! (gulp) I hope not. If it is, we'll be stuck here forever. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Oh blast, here we go again. BROTADAC: This Meglos can bend time. GRUGGER: Right, in a loop. BROTADAC: I've never heard of that, have you? GRUGGER: It doesn't matter how it's done. The point is, the Doctor doesn't get to Tigella. MEGLOS: Oh, but he does, gentlemen. He does. MEGLOS: We mustn't disappoint the Tigellans.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x05 - Meglos - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
MEGLOS BY: JOHN FLANAGAN AND ANDREW MCCULLOCH Part Two Original Air Date: 4 October 1980 Running time: 21:24 DOCTOR: It's no good. Every time we try to ROMANA: Oh blast, here we go again. DOCTOR: What's the matter? ROMANA: Well, now his probe circuit's jammed. DOCTOR: Well, that's easy. Just waggle his tail. ROMANA: All right. We've tried everything else. K9: Thank you, mistress. Repairs complete. ROMANA: What can we try now? K9, is there any way out of a chronic hysteresis? K9: Negative, mistress. No known technological procedure. DOCTOR: We're still looking. ROMANA: What if we stop the time rotor? DOCTOR: Yes. No. That's a terrible idea. ROMANA: I'm only trying to help. DOCTOR: There's no known technological procedure. I'm sorry to whisper. There's no known technological procedure. There's no known technological procedure. ROMANA: Oh blast, here we go again. BROTADAC: Tigella, twenty seconds to atmospheric entry. Activating heat shields. MEGLOS: Ha. Heat shields. How fascinating. GRUGGER: They work. If it wasn't for us you'd still be in Zolfa-Thura. BROTADAC: I've got a geographical fix on the main entrance. You want to land there? GRUGGER: No. Jungle landfall a little to the north. BROTADAC: Stand by for landing. Entering foliage now. ZASTOR: Well, Lexa? LEXA: You will not be pleased. ZASTOR: So your prayers have not been answered? LEXA: The Time Lord may visit us. ZASTOR: Then you will allow him to inspect the Dodecahedron? LEXA: On one condition. He must take the Deon oath. ZASTOR: Take the Deon? No, Lexa. That would be an insult to our guest. LEXA: Your guest. ZASTOR: You cannot make a Time Lord swear allegiance to Ti. LEXA: Once again, Zastor, you can impress us with your diplomacy. GRUGGER: Right, we'll wait here for about an hour. MEGLOS: One hour exactly. GRUGGER: And we'll come and get you if anything goes wrong. MEGLOS: Goes wrong? General, you know sometimes I think you forget who I am. BROTADAC: That man could do anything. What a mind! Anything. GRUGGER: Don't think too hard, you'll burst something. BROTADAC: And I like his coat. DEEDRIX: The moment he arrives, Caris will bring him to us. LEXA: Having filled his head with scientific nonsense, I presume. MAN (OOV.): Temperature rising in food store. DEEDRIX: I hope your friend the Doctor will appreciate our difficulties. ZASTOR: The Doctor has the maturity to respect many points of view. CARIS: We could inhabit the surface again. If this Doctor fails us, we may have to. MEGLOS: I'm the Time Lord. The Doctor. You were expecting me? CARIS: Oh, yes, indeed. You're most welcome. Please, follow me. MAN (OOV.): Central storage banks overloading. Shall I close off receptor panels? DEEDRIX: No, not yet. Reroute surplus to section five. They have spare capacity. LEXA: The oath-taking ceremony is prepared. DEEDRIX: What? You're making him take the oath? Zastor, this is ridiculous. ZASTOR: It's got to be done, Deedrix. CARIS: Zastor. ZASTOR: Doctor! It is good to see you again. MEGLOS: Again? ZASTOR: It's been a long time. I'm Zastor, now the Tigellan leader. MEGLOS: Oh yes, of course, yes, I remember you very well. ZASTOR: You haven't changed much, Doctor. A little older, a little wiser. MEGLOS: Oh, much wiser. I gather your energy source is behaving somewhat capriciously. DEEDRIX: Capriciously? It's out of control. MEGLOS: Excuse me. Excuse me. MEGLOS: An absorption system, I presume? DEEDRIX: Yes, there's a series of receptor panels placed above the Dodecahedron and radiated energy is measured there. MEGLOS: And these screens can be closed down? DEEDRIX: Well, yes, the central storage banks would contain enough energy for one hour, but it is extremely dangerous. MEGLOS: One hour is all I'll need. Turn them off. DEEDRIX: Close down receptor panels until further notice. MEGLOS: Good. Now show me the Dodecahedron. ZASTOR: Surely you remember the way, Doctor? MEGLOS: Ah. Yes, of course. But now that you're leader, I'll follow you. LEXA: Before entering the Power room, you must take the Deon oath. ZASTOR: A mere formality, Doctor. LEXA: Will you swear allegiance to Ti, Doctor? MEGLOS: I, swear allegiance to Ti? I'll swear allegiance to Ti with great pleasure. I'm flattered to be so honoured. Please, lead the way. ROMANA: Oh blast, here we go again. DOCTOR: What's the matter? ROMANA: Well, now his probe circuit's jammed. DOCTOR: Well, that's easy. Just waggle his tail. ROMANA: All right. We've tried everything else. K9: Thank you, mistress. Repairs complete. ROMANA: We can't get out of it. We've tried everything. DOCTOR: Yes. That's what you said when you were repairing K9. You'd tried everything. Tried everything. We've tried everything. Of course! ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Can you remember the rest of what you said? ROMANA: I should think so, we've been through it enough times. DOCTOR: K9? K9: Master? DOCTOR: Then that's how we'll do it. Throw it out of phase. ROMANA: You mean go through the motions deliberately? DOCTOR: Yes, yes, yes, before the cycle comes back again. ROMANA: Well, you were over there. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: Over there. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, of course. Good. Off you go, then. ROMANA: Oh blast here we go again. DOCTOR: What's the matter? ROMANA: Now his probe circuit's jammed. DOCTOR: Ah. That's easy. Just waggle his tail. ROMANA: All right. We've tried everything else. K9: Thank you, mistress. (echoes) Repairs complete. ROMANA: Phase cancellation. We've done it! DOCTOR: Well done. You know, for one awful moment I thought you'd forgotten your lines. LEXA: Neither to transgress the laws of the Dodecahedron. MEGLOS: Neither to transgress the laws of the Dodecahedron. LEXA: Thanks be to Ti. ALL: Thanks be to Ti. LEXA: You are now free to enter the Power room. DEEDRIX: Thanks be to Ti. MEGLOS: People of Tigella, what I have to do is extremely dangerous. ZASTOR: In what way? MEGLOS: To control the output, it will be necessary to increase the volence of the emissions. DEEDRIX: Then you'll be in danger yourself. MEGLOS: Well, hardly. I'm a Time Lord. Having lived in the future I can hardly die in the present. DEEDRIX: That can't be true. That's a philosophical paradox. MEGLOS: No, it's merely beyond your comprehension. However, all of your lives are in danger. ZASTOR: Then we must leave. MEGLOS: Precisely. (ecstatic) Only I, only I must enter the Power room. LEXA: But it was agreed that I should accompany him, on the god's behalf. MEGLOS: But now I have the protection of Ti himself, we must not appear to mistrust that blessing. LEXA: So be it. DOCTOR (OOV.): Well, according to my calculations, this should be sector eight of the city. ROMANA (OOV.): Ah. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Well, if this is the city, I can only assume we're in some sort of park. K9 (OOV.): Master? DOCTOR: This place has grown up a bit since I was last here. ROMANA: Where is the city, then? DOCTOR: That way. K9: Twenty two degrees north, thirty six point four degrees west. DOCTOR: Right. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes? Ah, yes, well, anyone can make a mistake. MEGLOS: Ten thousand years. DOCTOR: Well, I only got the direction wrong because of Tigella's anticlockwise rotation. K9: Anomaly. ROMANA: What is it, K9? K9: Partial incineration of vegetation evident. ROMANA: Nonsense, K9. These leaves are burnt. K9: Mistress. DOCTOR: Come on, there's no time for botany. ROMANA: Now what would cause that? Thinness of the atmosphere? K9: Negative, mistress. Projection of Dodecahedron power insufficient. Foliation scanning period now terminated, mistress. Expedition necessary. LEXA: What are you doing here, Caris? CARIS: Let go. Look, it's vital we understand what's happening inside there. LEXA: You were ordered to stay out of this area. CARIS: And so were you, Lexa. LEXA: Get back. CARIS: What's happened to the light? LEXA: What! DOCTOR: Hello there, I'm the Doctor. I'm expected. GUARD: I didn't see you go out. DOCTOR: What? GUARD: This is the second time you've been in here. DOCTOR: I say, you've got a marvellous memory. It must be fifty of your years since I was last here. Romana? K9, do you know where she is? K9: Master. DOCTOR: Then run and fetch her, and tell her to hurry. K9: Master. CARIS: It's not possible. ROMANA: Urgh, bell plants. Very nasty. Now I see why they live underground. ROMANA: More scorching. ZASTOR: Vanished? CARIS: We watched the Doctor leave and, the Power room's empty! ZASTOR: But that's inconceivable! DEEDRIX: This is Control. Activate receptor panels. DEEDRIX: It's dad. It's dad. There's no power down there. ZASTOR: Where's the Doctor? LEXA: He's betrayed us. ZASTOR: Now wait a minute. Tell me exactly what happened. LEXA: No, there isn't time. Out of my way. LEXA: This is a Control command. This is a Control command. LEXA (OOV.): Arrest the Time Lord. Stop him at all costs. He must not be allowed to leave the city. DOCTOR: That's odd. I could have sworn Central Control was this way. Ah. Excuse me, I'm the Doctor. I'm expected. DOCTOR: Well, will you just tell people I've arrived? DEEDRIX (OOV.): Stop the Time Lord. Stop the Doctor. Take him at all costs. DOCTOR: That's very impressive. It's not exactly what I expected, but it's very impressive. LEXA: There he is. Take him. DOCTOR: No, no, it's all right, I'm a doctor. LEXA: Where is the Dodecahedron. DOCTOR: I don't know. I don't even know where Central Control is. Zastor, how good to see you. Will you tell them who I am? LEXA: I know who you are. ZASTOR: Doctor, what's happened? DOCTOR: Please, please, stay calm. I'm sorry I'm late. We could have been here earlier, but for the chronic hysteresis. That's a sort of time loop, you see. LEXA: We? DOCTOR: Yes, my assistant. She'll be along in a minute. Anyway Zastor, how are you? ZASTOR: Baffled, Doctor. DOCTOR: Ah. ZASTOR: You'd better come with us. DOCTOR: But what about Romana? LEXA: Oh, never mind about them. Take him away! ROMANA: So that's what caused the burning. ROMANA: Oh! I do beg your pardon. K9: Mistress? Mistress? Response negative. Batteries require recharge. Returning to the city. BROTADAC: She's seen too much. kll her!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x06 - Meglos - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
MEGLOS BY: JOHN FLANAGAN AND ANDREW MCCULLOCH Part Three Original Air Date: 11 October 1980 Running time: 21:19 GRUGGER: Ah ha. Who is she? BROTADAC: I found her here. GRUGGER: She's not a Tigellan. Where are you from? ROMANA: If I told you, you wouldn't understand. GRUGGER: Try. ROMANA: Let go and I'll tell you. Thank you. My ship landed here by mistake. BROTADAC: Let's kll her. Meglos won't like it. GRUGGER: I'm handling this, not Meglos. What ship? ROMANA: I'll show you if I can find it. GRUGGER: All right. Move. Go on. CARIS: And then we waited outside. We saw the Doctor leave, and when we came in here the Dodecahedron was gone. DEEDRIX: But how long was he here? CARIS: Moments. Hardly any time. DEEDRIX: It's incomprehensible. There's no way that I know of, singlehandedly moving an object like that. CARIS: An object like what? DEEDRIX: The Dodecahedron, of course. CARIS: What was it like? Oh yes, we can define its shape and size and colour, and from up there we could estimate its output, but what do we really know about it? DEEDRIX: Over the years we've formed theories about how it works. CARIS: The source of all our energy, the heart of our civilisation, a device we've become totally dependent upon, and all we know about its internal structure are a few vague theories. DEEDRIX: Yes, and all because of these Deons. When the Doctor came in here, you're certain he was alone? CARIS: Completely. DEEDRIX: So how! MAN (OOV.): Central Control to Deedrix. Central Control to Deedrix. Power drain is reaching critical. CARIS: Critical! The whole city will collapse. How many times have I told the Chamber DEEDRIX: We should be on the surface. yes, yes, I know. Come along, I'll need you too. GRUGGER: That's our spacecraft! You've been leading us round in circles. DEEDRIX: Essential services only. Close down all other sections. (to Caris) I'm reducing lighting and cutting thermostat temperature to minimum. CARIS: Giving us? DEEDRIX: About two hours, but hurry! DOCTOR: What, you mean completely disappeared? Evaporated? LEXA: What did you do? DOCTOR: Well, as I recall the Dodecahedron, it was much too large to move. ZASTOR: Can't you see you've paralysed our city? DOCTOR: I'm so sorry. LEXA: Answer me. What happened to the Dodecahedron? DOCTOR: I keep telling you, I don't know. I've only just arrived. LEXA: But I saw you. DEEDRIX: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes. DEEDRIX: Whatever reasons you had for doing this, the fact remains that without the Dodecahedron's energy, in two hours time this city will be dad. DOCTOR: In two hour time. (to Lexa) You saw me? You saw me? GRUGGER: Now, you tried to trick us. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kll you now. ROMANA: Anticlockwise rotation. BROTADAC: What? ROMANA: I forgot that the planet rotates in an anticlockwise direction. BROTADAC: What's she talking about? GRUGGER: Rotation, direction, revolving. BROTADAC: Oh. GRUGGER: Well, what difference does that make? ROMANA: Don't you see? If we'd gone the other way, we wouldn't have come back to the same point. GRUGGER: Ah. No. Well, I'll give you one last chance, and you'd better get it right. Move! MEGLOS: I need you back in. EARTHLING: Let go of me! You've no right! MEGLOS: Quite right, but academic. LEXA: Even if this girl exists, it will prove nothing. ZASTOR: And he won't even admit to taking the Deon oath and entering the Power room. DOCTOR: I think I see the problem. DEEDRIX: I'm going to seal off the city. We'll search every area. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, wait. Wait! Wait. There are three possibilities. ZASTOR: What do you mean? DOCTOR: One, the chronic hysteresis. I've never been in one before but it just might have projected a time image of me. It's theoretically possible, isn't it? LEXA: You'll have to do better than that, Doctor. DOCTOR: Ah. LEXA: I think you're a fraud and a liar. DOCTOR: Well, that makes even less sense. LEXA: Oh? Why? DOCTOR: Well, you see, I just don't do that sort of thing. ZASTOR: And the third possibility? DOCTOR: I think what we've got here is a good old-fashioned doppelganger. CARIS: I'll deal with this. Go to section four food bays and turn off the ray lamps. DEEDRIX: Ice forming in the sub-corridors. I can't keep essential services running, Zastor. We'll have to evacuate. ZASTOR: One moment. I want to trust you, Doctor, but how can I doubt my own eyes? DOCTOR: Well, that's the problem with doppelgangers, you see. You never know who's who. LEXA: Confine him. He must not be permitted down there again. ZASTOR: No, Lexa. Very well, Doctor. This time we will go to the Power room together. DOCTOR: Right, and let's hope that many hands will make the lights work. LEXA: No, Zastor. There is another way. CARIS: But why should I lead you out of the city, Doctor? MEGLOS: Well, precisely because I'm not the Doctor. CARIS: Then who are you? MEGLOS: I am Meglos! The last Zolfa-Thuran. CARIS: The dad planet? MEGLOS: Yes! CARIS: But why should that make me obey you? MEGLOS: Because of this. CARIS: But that's impossible! MEGLOS: Yes, the ultimate impossibility. LEXA: It is not in anger, believers. Although we have cause for anger, we will act in justice. Ezrith, come with me. The rest of you do nothing until I give the word. BROTADAC: How much more of this, General? GRUGGER: Shut up. BROTADAC: Look at this jacket. GRUGGER: Girl, how much longer is there of this? ROMANA: I don't know. It is extremely hard to navigate on a planet that rotates anticlockwise. However, I'm pretty certain that it's this way. Or is it that way. No, no, no, no. It's definitely this way. DEEDRIX: Deons. What are they up to? LEXA: Follow us. DOCTOR: It would have to be solid, assuming some process like baryon multiplication. DEEDRIX: Well, yes, we always presumed it would be heavy. DOCTOR: Huh, heavy? Assuming an atomic weight of two hundred, not even a dozen Tigellans could have carried it away. DEEDRIX: So where is it? LEXA: There's no question about where it is. It's been taken back by the god. ZASTOR: What is this, Lexa? LEXA: We are taking over. In order to pacify the god, all non-believers will be collected and exiled to the surface. ZASTOR: But they won't survive out there, Lexa. You can't LEXA: Take him away. ZASTOR: No, Lexa, you need me as an advisor. I've been a believer all my life. You can't do this. LEXA: Faith dwells in the deeds, Zastor, not in the words. DEEDRIX (OOV.): He's an old man, Lexa. The plants will kll him! DOCTOR: Just how dangerous are the plants? LEXA: Ultimately? Lethal. DOCTOR: Ah. In that case I must hurry. I've got a friend on the surface. LEXA: No, Doctor. DOCTOR: No? LEXA: You are going to bring back the Dodecahedron. DOCTOR: I am? Well, I'd be delighted to help in the ordinary way. LEXA: No, Doctor, not in the ordinary way. DOCTOR: Not in the ordinary way. LEXA: No. Prepare him for sacrifice. ROMANA: Wait. BROTADAC: We said we'd wait for Meglos. GRUGGER: He'll be back. Stop panicking. BROTADAC: How do we know there is a ship? GRUGGER: If she's lying, she dies. ROMANA: Ow! Don't keep doing that. I know I landed very close to here! WOMAN (OOV.): Closing the city exit. Closing the city exit. ROMANA: K9? K9. Do something. K9: Mistress. ROMANA: Oh, come on. I can't just leave you there. BROTADAC: What do we do now? GRUGGER: We're going in. CARIS: You can't get out now. They've sealed the exit. MEGLOS: No, there's been a change of plan. There's a ventilation shaft on the second landing. CARIS: That's no good to you now. We've closed them all down to preserve the heat. MEGLOS: You're lying, of course. CARIS: You're trapped. We're all trapped. Lexa's in control. MEGLOS: No, we'll make for the main entrance. No one can stop me now. EARTHLING (OOV.): Are you sure? MEGLOS: What! Earthling? You again? MEGLOS: It's no use struggling. You can't escape. No, Earthling, no. It will kll you. EARTHLING: Nothing could be worse than this. MEGLOS: What, a hero and a fool? You're a very dangerous combination, Earthling. CARIS: Whoever or whatever you are, you're coming with me. GUARD: Urgent, urgent. Come in, Central Control. (no reply) Into position. Ready to f*re. GUARD: Out of the way! Pull her clear! ROMANA: Stay there. I'll find someone to recharge you. ROMANA: The Doctor? GRUGGER: Bah, you're useless. MEGLOS: Come on, let's go. ROMANA: Doctor? What is he doing? CARIS: That wasn't the Doctor. MEGLOS: Well, General? GRUGGER: Well? We waited one hour. BROTADAC: Precisely. GRUGGER: Shut up. And what's happened? Nothing. It's a catastrophe. You've failed. GRUGGER: The Dodecahedron! BROTADAC: I knew he could do that. How did you do that? GRUGGER: We told him how to do it. MEGLOS: Gentlemen, gentlemen. This is only the beginning. LEXA: Faith, Deons. We can restore the Dodecahedron by offering the angry god an exchange for its return. His life for the great light that illuminates us all. BROTADAC: We've done it! We've done it! A complete success! GRUGGER: We're taking off, Brotadac. If you want to come with us, I suggest you close the doors. BROTADAC: Oh, er. MEGLOS: Well done, Brotadac. Destination Zolfa-Thura, I think, General. GRUGGER: I hope it was all worth it, Meglos. MEGLOS: Oh, I think you'll find this will replace the odd torn jacket, hmm? MAN (OOV.): The Doctor has escaped. The doors are breached. All guards to the gate immediately. ROMANA: But if that was Meglos, what about the Doctor? CARIS: You're sure he's here? ROMANA: Positive. CARIS: Then where is he? LEXA: Oh great gods of Ti, we offer you this sacrifice and beseech you to restore the Dodecahedron once more to shine in Tigella. Thanks be to Ti. ALL: Thanks be to Ti.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x07 - Meglos - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
MEGLOS BY: JOHN FLANAGAN AND ANDREW MCCULLOCH Part Four Original Air Date: 18 October 1980 Running time: 19:30 CARIS: Zastor! The Doctor! ZASTOR: Has escaped. We heard. ROMANA: No, that was Meglos. DEEDRIX: The doppelganger. ROMANA: You should be up on the surface. You're under attck. ZASTOR: Go! DEEDRIX: The Power room. ZASTOR: Stop the sacrifice! Stop it! LEXA: Heretic! Take him out! ROMANA: It's the wrong Doctor! CARIS: The other one's escaped. We saw him. LEXA: You are forbidden in the Power room! ZASTOR: There are two of them. He's innocent. GUARD: The Gaztaks have withdrawn. DEEDRIX: Yes, and the man you want's gone with them. LEXA: Gaztaks? Is this true? DOCTOR: Won't somebody please say yes? GRUGGER: I lost fifty percent of my crew on Tigella. MEGLOS: Three men? That's the price of success, General. GRUGGER: You would never have done it but for us. MEGLOS: You'll be rewarded. Both of you. All the power you need. GRUGGER: Take over, Brotadac. BROTADAC: General. GRUGGER: One day I will go back to Tigella with an army. MEGLOS: Unnecessary. Unnecessary with this. (the Dodecahedron) It's potential has scarcely been touched. BROTADAC: Approaching Zolfa-Thura. GRUGGER: Approaching full potential. MEGLOS: Precisely. Precisely. CARIS: I saw him holding the Dodecahedron, Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes, but what does this Meglos want? CARIS: He talked about taking it back to the dad planet. DOCTOR: Zolfa-Thura? Why would he want to do a thing like that? ROMANA: There's nothing there except sand. DOCTOR: Right. ROMANA: And the screens. DOCTOR: Screens? What screens? ROMANA: The Screens of Zolfa-Thura. DOCTOR: Of course. The Screens of Zolfa-Thura. BROTADAC: What's he doing now? GRUGGER: I can't tell just yet. BROTADAC: Buried it? GRUGGER: Hmm. BROTADAC: Do you think he'd let me have that? GRUGGER: What, the coat? You want it? Not cold, is it. BROTADAC: It's a rather nice coat. Now that he's finished playing the Doctor MEGLOS: Well, gentlemen, we are ready. GRUGGER: What happens next? MEGLOS: Activation. MEGLOS: Now to see it work. ZASTOR: Good luck on Zolfa-Thura, Doctor. DOCTOR: Thank you, Zastor. Come on, Romana, we're in a hurry. LEXA: Romana! DOCTOR: She's dad. ROMANA: She saved my life. DOCTOR: Yes, but we've got other things to do, other lives to save. Come on. MEGLOS: My fellow Zolfa-Thurans tried to destroy all we had and all we knew to prevent this moment. GRUGGER: The Screens area absorbing the power. MEGLOS: Magnifying it. Concentrating it. The five beams they throw out can be made to converge on any point in the galaxy. BROTADAC: And blast it? MEGLOS: To infinitesimal dust. Brotadac, you're a discerning sort of fellow. Choose a planet, any planet. GRUGGER: Oh, make your own mind up for a change. BROTADAC: I don't know. MEGLOS: And you, General Grugger? What's your choice? GRUGGER: Tigella. Let's start with Tigella. ROMANA: Well done, we're very close. DEEDRIX: It's lighting up the whole sky! DOCTOR: Right, now, you all stay here. ROMANA: You can't go alone. DEEDRIX: The Gaztaks kll on sight. DOCTOR: Exactly. On sight. If Meglos can impersonate me ROMANA: You can impersonate Meglos. DOCTOR: Right. I won't be long. MEGLOS: Final adjustment for relative motion. MEGLOS: Well, gentlemen, the beams are now programmed to focus upon Tigella. BROTADAC: Start the countdown? MEGLOS: Patience! MEGLOS: Brotadac, we are about to release a power many magnitudes greater than any intelligence has ever controlled. BROTADAC: We are? MEGLOS: There can be no room for error. I'll just recheck the screen alignments. DOCTOR: Shirt sleeves, eh? DOCTOR: Ah, er, would you say this was vertical? GAZTAK: No. DOCTOR: No. No more than I. Would you just mind holding it up for me while I check from inside? That's it. There we are. GRUGGER: Put it on. BROTADAC: What will he say? GRUGGER: It doesn't matter. I've got this all figured out. We don't need him. Put it on. GRUGGER: That was quick. DOCTOR: Well, I cut a few corners. I say, I like his coat. Now, what have we got here? BROTADAC: Start the countdown? DOCTOR: Not yet, not yet. GRUGGER: I thought it was already programmed. DOCTOR: Programmed? GRUGGER: To annihilate Tigella. DOCTOR: Oh, well, it is, yes, it is. Nearly. Just a few minor adjustments. I wonder what that's for? GRUGGER: You said it focused the beams. DOCTOR: Oh, of course, yes. Of course. GRUGGER: Two coats? MEGLOS: Splendid. The magnification levels are constant. One more check and we're ready to go. DEEDRIX: The Screens. It's unbelievable. CARIS: I'd like to have a closer look. ROMANA: I think we should. Come along, K9. DOCTOR: You've served me so well I thought you both deserved a little treat. GRUGGER: So it's now just the countdown and activation. DOCTOR: That's it. GRUGGER: Good. Let's get on with it. BROTADAC: Sixty. Fifty nine. DOCTOR: No, no, Brotadac, no. The Screens don't reach their maximum capacity for two minutes. I'm just going outside for a little stroll to see if I can catch up with myself. And I don't recommend anyone touch those controls. GRUGGER: Get him. BROTADAC: What? GRUGGER: Yes. Put him in the spacecraft security hold. We can manage without him. Get him! That's yours too, if you want. BROTADAC: Oh. Get him! MEGLOS: Shouldn't you be doing something? DOCTOR: Oh! Nasty. DOCTOR: That could have been me. BROTADAC: What are they playing at? DOCTOR: Ooof! BROTADAC: Get him into the ship. ROMANA: I knew he wouldn't get away with it. They've got the Doctor. DOCTOR: Haven't I seen you somewhere before? BROTADAC: Stay there! If he tries anything, kll him. CARIS: What are we going to do now? MEGLOS: Ten thousand years. Cretins. Morons. Half-wits. DOCTOR: Yes, they've not been very clever, have they, unlike us. MEGLOS: They probably won't even ht Tigella. DOCTOR: Well, if my calculations are correct, they certainly won't. MEGLOS: Your calculations? DOCTOR: I inverted your control setting. If he starts the countdown, he'll destroy himself, as well as you and me and, well, the whole planet, of course. BROTADAC: Locked away, no trouble. GRUGGER: Precisely. Prepare the countdown. ROMANA: Go, K9. ROMANA: He must be in there. K9, can you open it? K9: Affirmative, mistress. MEGLOS: Three metres by five metres, and I could have had the galaxy. The universe. DOCTOR: Oh, yes. I've often puzzled about that. MEGLOS: What! DOCTOR: Well, why a good looking chap like you should want to control the universe. MEGLOS: Why? DOCTOR: Yes. I mean, it baffles me, this burning ambition to. Burning? MEGLOS: It's beyond your comprehension. DOCTOR: Oh, absolutely. Burning? ROMANA: Doctor? Oh, good heavens. MEGLOS: Out of my way. DOCTOR: No, Meglos. Hold him! MEGLOS: You can't take me. EARTHLING: Got you this time, Meglos. MEGLOS: On the contrary, Earthling, it's merely you they've got. EARTHLING: What's happened? What's going on? ROMANA: Was that Meglos? DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: He must have modulated himself on a particular wavelength of light. DOCTOR: Yes. He's what you'd call a colourful personality. ROMANA: But that would make him virtually indestructible. DOCTOR: Yes, but we're not. Quick, back to the TARDIS. Or do you want to be atomised? EARTHLING: Atomised? DOCTOR: Yes. EARTHLING: No. DOCTOR: Good. GRUGGER: Thirty seconds to beams converging. BROTADAC: Twenty nine. Twenty eight. Twenty seven. Twenty six. BROTADAC (OOV.): Twenty five. DOCTOR: You're not going to let us down this time, are you, old girl. BROTADAC (OOV.): Twenty four. Twenty three. Twenty two. Twenty one. Twenty. BROTADAC: Nineteen, eighteen, seventeen, sixteen. BROTADAC: Fifteen, fourteen BROTADAC (OOV.): Thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, nine. DOCTOR (OOV.): It's time this thing had a thorough overhaul. BROTADAC (OOV.): Seven, six BROTADAC: Five. GRUGGER: We're moving. BROTADAC: Four point five. GRUGGER: The laboratory's sinking. BROTADAC: Sinking four. BROTADAC (OOV.): Five, four MEGLOS (OOV.): Stop the countdown. BROTADAC (OOV.): But the clock says MEGLOS (OOV.): Stop the clock! GRUGGER (OOV.): It must be this button. MEGLOS (OOV.): Stop the countdown! Stop the clock! GRUGGER (OOV.): It must be this button. MEGLOS (OOV.): Fool! Stop! ZASTOR: Well, we've made a beginning, Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes, I'd like to stay and help you, but horticulture's not my strong point. ROMANA (OOV.): Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: Gallifrey. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: They want us back immediately. DOCTOR: Gallifrey? Do they, indeed. Well, we'll see about that when we've dropped our friend off home. Unless, of course, you want to stay here and do some gardening? EARTHLING: Maybe I will. I'll be in trouble back home. DOCTOR: Oh? EARTHLING: I told the wife I'd be in from work in twenty minutes. DOCTOR: Well, don't worry about that. We can get you back before you leave. EARTHLING: Oh, good.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x08 - Meglos - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
FULL CIRCLE BY ANDREW SMITH PART ONE First Broadcast: October 25, 1980 Duration: 24 Minutes 23 Seconds 1. [TARDIS CONTROL ROOM. The DOCTOR, ROMANA and K9 are present. The DOCTOR is working on the controls, setting coordinates.] THE DOCTOR: You ready, K9? K-9: Master? THE DOCTOR: Right. [Leans down to address K-9 directly] I want you to set a course of binary coordinates 10-0-11-0-0 by 0-2 from galactic zero centre. [ROMANA turns away, a sad look on her face.] K-9: Coordinates laid in. THE DOCTOR: Very good. K-9: Spatial drive initiated. THE DOCTOR: Well done K9. Well, now we've dropped off our Earth friend we can be on our way. [ROMANA turns to face him.] ROMANA: You've made up your mind then? THE DOCTOR: Oh yes, we can't resist a summons to Gallifrey. [He goes over to the hat rack nearby and begins putting on his long dark red coat] Anyway I'm so looking forward to seeing how Leela and Andred are getting on. [He picks up his scarf and loosely drapes it around his neck] You can meet your twin, K9. You know Romana ... [He sees that she is no longer in the control room. The interior door is open.] Romana? [He starts to walk out.] You stay there K9. You're in charge. K-9: Master. 2. [TARDIS, ROMANA'S ROOM. ROMANA is lying on her bed with that sad look on her face again. The Doctor knocks on the door. Romana rolls her eyes and sighs. The DOCTOR opens the door and clears his throat.] THE DOCTOR: [Leaning over the door frame] Do you mind if I come in? ROMANA: [Sighs] The Time Lords want me back. THE DOCTOR: Yes. [Enters the room, picking up a nearby book and begins reading it] Well, you only came to help with the Key to Time. ROMANA: [Turns to the Doctor upset] Doctor, I don't want to spend the rest of my life on Gallifrey! After all this! THE DOCTOR: [Flipping through the book] Well ... you can't fight Time Lords, Romana. ROMANA: You did ... Once. THE DOCTOR: Hmm. [Looks up lost in thought] And lost. ROMANA: Well, nothing more to discuss then. We have to go. THE DOCTOR: [Still lost in thought] Hmm. I'm afraid so. 3. [TARDIS, CONTROL ROOM. K9 extends his eye probe into the console.] K-9: Course set and holding. ETA to Gallifrey 32 minutes. Flight path clear. 4. [EXTERIOR OF THE TARDIS. It spins endlessly on through space.] 5. [TARDIS, CONTROL ROOM] K-9: Wait. Sensors indicate ... no vocabulary available. 6. [EXTERIOR OF THE TARDIS. Something begins to happen to the TARDIS, as if the dimensions were beginning to distort. ] 7. [TARDIS, CONTROL ROOM. The same sort of distortion is happening inside.] K-9: Cannot comprehend. Cannot ... Cannot comprehend. Cannot comprehend. 8. [EXTERIOR OF THE TARDIS. The effect continues] 9. [TARDIS, ROMANA'S ROOM. The same distortion effect affects the Doctor and Romana.] ROMANA: Doctor ... What's happening? THE DOCTOR: I don't know. 10. [TARDIS, CONTROL ROOM] K-9: I ... have lost ... control ... of the TARDIS. 11. [ROMANA'S ROOM. The effect subsides and normality returns. The DOCTOR and ROMANA leave.] 12. [EXTERIOR OF THE TARDIS. The TARDIS spins through space normally, but the color of space has changed from black to a tinted green] 13. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. The DOCTOR and ROMANA come running in. The Doctor skids to a halt in front of K-9. Romana runs to the console.] THE DOCTOR: K-9! K-9: I have regained control, Master. TARDIS has sab. ROMANA: Well what happened K-9? K-9: Cannot explain, Mistress. THE DOCTOR: Never mind about that just give me the data. K-9: Cannot comply. THE DOCTOR: What?! There must be some data. K-9: Substantial data was received Master, yes, however I am unable to assimilate it. THE DOCTOR: Well just give me a report on all damaged parts. K-9: No damage Master. THE DOCTOR: What? What none? K-9: All component parts functioning normally, Master. THE DOCTOR: I don't believe it. [Gets up and begins to pace around the console. Romana continues to check the console] I don't believe it! All component parts functioning normally, ha! [Stops pacing and kneels in front of the console. K-9 moves around the console behind the Doctor, following him.] You mean to tell me that after all we've been through, the systems are functioning perfectly? K-9: Not perfectly, Master, adverb attributed was 'normally'. [K-9 comes to a rest next to the Doctor. The DOCTOR gives him a look.] ROMANA: [The time column stops moving] Doctor. THE DOCTOR: Hmm? ROMANA: We've materialized. THE DOCTOR: [Goes to the console] Indeed we have. Let's take a look shall we? [He activates the scanner. It shows something like a desert with a mountain in the background.] Oh yes. The wilderness of Outer Gallifrey. Ready to go? ROMANA: [Sadly] Suppose so. THE DOCTOR: Come on. It's not the end of the Universe, we're home! He opens the doors. ROMANA: Sorry. THE DOCTOR: Oh don't keep apologizing, try and brighten up a bit. [He exits the TARDIS. ROMANA heads for the interior door.] [From outside the TARDIS] ROMANA! [She turns and heads outside.] 14. [ALZARIUS, EXTERIOR CLEARING. The DOCTOR is standing outside in a lush and leafy clearing in a forest. This is definitely not the wilderness of Gallifrey. The Doctor is holding some grass in confusion] THE DOCTOR: Romana! [She comes out.] This isn't Gallifrey! [He sits down on a nearby log in complete astonishment, as she strolls out examining the surroundings] ROMANA: It certainly isn't. [Behind the log some birds fly off startling the Doctor.] 15. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. Two men are swimming in the marsh. On the marsh side are many people doing different odd jobs. A young man, VARSH emerges from hiding surveying his surroundings. Several of the people are putting large cantaloupe sized fruits into a pile nearby. Varsh waits for them to leave, then beckons behind him. He begins to make his way towards the pile followed by three others. They make their way to the pile of river fruits and begin to take them. As they pick some up, two men spot them.] MAN: Hey! [The group looks up, and run off dropping the fruits.] Get them! [The two men set off in pursuit. They track VARSH and his group for as far as they can, but Varsh’s group split up: they know the terrain well. Eventually to two men stop, unable to see any trace of them] MAN 2: No sign of them. Well, at least they got no river fruits. [They run off. From behind a bush, VARSH and his group are relieved.] VARSH: [Out of breath] That was close. TYLOS: [Out of breath] Easy Varsh! You said it would be easy! VARSH: Alright, Tylos ... TYLOS: It's not alright! [KEARA is looking through the trees.] KEARA: Look! [VARSH and TYLOS come over.] Down there. [By the marsh side, two important looking people are walking towards a table. Decider DRAITH and Scientist DEXETER.] TYLOS: Decider Draith! And Dexeter. What are they doing here? [DEXETER opens a box. He picks up three river fruits, and slices one in half with a long Knfe. He picks up one half of it and examines the contents inside] DEXETER: Yes, there seems to be a trace. Just a trace. 16. [TARDIS, CONTROL ROOM. Romana is checking over the console. The DOCTOR is looking at the viewer, which still shows Gallifrey.] THE DOCTOR: That is Gallifrey. [He walks over to K9.] That is Gallifrey! K-9: Co-ordinates are correct, Master. ROMANA: 10-0-11-0-0 by 0-2. K-9's right. THE DOCTOR: But it's absurd. It's just absurd. K-9: [Agreeing] Master. ROMANA: Well, what are we going to do? THE DOCTOR: Well, we can't take off until we find out exactly what's wrong with the TARDIS. [He then goes under the console and fiddles with something.] ROMANA: Now Doctor, the last time you tried that THE DOCTOR: Practice, practice [There is a purple flash and smoke pours out of the console.] 17. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. DEXETER is taking a sample from the river fruit. He shows it to DRAITH. DRAITH is obviously worried by what he has seen.] DECIDER DRAITH: They seem to be ... moving. DEXETER: It's the same sign noted 50 years ago by Corellis and Dell. They postulated that they might be ... eggs of some kind. DECIDER DRAITH: Insect eggs? DEXETER: Perhaps. Unfamiliar insect life is supposed to precede each incident. DECIDER DRAITH: Yes. That's true. DEXETER: Can you confirm this? Is it mentioned in the System Files? DECIDER DRAITH: You overreach yourself, Dexeter. DEXETER: Forgive me, Decider. But if there is some way we can let science illuminate your inner knowledge. DECIDER DRAITH: I cannot discuss the System Files. Sometimes I wish I could share them with someone, but I too must obey the Procedure. DEXETER: Of course. 18. [ALZARIUS, OUTLER'S CAVE. Tyler is sharpening a Knfe against a rock. A boy, ADRIC, is standing behind VARSH.] VARSH: So. You want to be an Outler. ADRIC: I'm serious. TYLOS: Nobody joins unless we all agree. VARSH: You belong on the Starliner, Adric. KEARA: Ask him the Embarkation Question. [VARSH considers.] TYLOS: Yes, go on. VARSH: [Varsh gets up and sits in a chair] When the Starliner leaves Alzarius, were will you be? [He looks at Adric.] ADRIC: Not here. TYLOS: You see? KEARA: He'll be in the Starliner. TYLOS: If it ever does take off. ADRIC: [Forceful] It will! TYLOS: He believes all that stuff ... ADRIC: It will take off. But I won't be on it. KEARA: And you won't be on Alzarius either? ADRIC: I don't know. I'll be somewhere else. TYLOS: [Dismissive] Daydreamer. ADRIC: I'm sorry, I just can't explain! KEARA: He belongs in the Great Hall of Books with all the other dreamers. TYLOS: Anyway, we said no Elites. [To VARSH] Unless you want to make special rules for your brother? VARSH: We've broken all family ties. ADRIC: I don't expect special treatment! KEARA: Don't you? Isn't that what the star's for? [She is referring to a star badge on ADRIC's tunic.] ADRIC: [Proud] That is for mathematical excellence. KEARA: So the boy can count? Give it to me. [KEARA reaches for it. ADRIC grabs her arm and twists it behind her back.] ADRIC: Keep your hands off it! KEARA: Let go! [With TYLOS' help, she breaks free.] ADRIC: And don't tell me what to do! I've had enough orders in the Starliner. [To VARSH] Can't you keep these two under better control? KEARA: [Bitter] He talks like a Decider already. TYLOS: He's no better than we are. ADRIC: But of course I'm better than you! I'm an Elite. VARSH: That won't help you outside the Starliner when you're struggling to stay alive. ADRIC: It's you people who talk like Deciders! I mean you can't even steal a few river fruits! TYLOS: I'd like to see you try. ADRIC: Alright. VARSH: Go back to the Starliner, Adric. TYLOS: No. If your little brother really wants to prove himself. VARSH: They'll be guarding the fruits now; it's too dangerous for us. TYLOS: We don't have badges for mathematical excellence. [To ADRIC, he shows a knotted rope.] You know what this is? It's our badge. It has to be earned. ADRIC: Right. 19. [STARLINER, DEXETER'S LABORATORY. DEXETER is peering at something under a microscope. Behind him are NEFRED and GARIF.] NEFRED: If this is Mist fall ... DEXETER: I hope so, Decider Nefred. Scientifically. GARIF: You're too young to remember the last one, Dexeter. But it's not something I look forward to. NEFRED: Nor I. GARIF: Nor Decider Draith, I'm sure. DEXETER: [Working at a console] Decider Draith! I should get back to him. [NEFRED and GARIF turn and leave.] NEFRED: I was a boy the last time the mists came. GARIF: Horrible. Horrible. [DEXETER is reading from some kind of book.] DEXETER: A kind of spider! Incomprehensible life-form. Infectious. 20. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. DRAITH is standing near the marsh. DEXETER runs up to meet him. The two men are also present.] MAN: Dexeter again. What's going on? MAN 2: I told you something was up. I told you! [In the marsh, ADRIC surfaces. He looks around, and swims up to the shore. Nearby, VARSH and the Outlers are watching his progress. ADRIC sees a hut. No-one is around. As he creeps in, he sees the river fruits, unguarded. Suddenly, the marsh starts to bubble. Mists rise from the marsh. There are gasps from the crowd of onlookers that has gathered. DRAITH and DEXETER push through.] DECIDER DRAITH: Mist fall! [The crowd is shocked at this news. In the marsh, two men shout out. Two of the onlookers run into the marsh and pull them out.] Citizens. Citizens. Citizens! As First Decider and Keeper of the System Files, I must announce the coming of Mistfall! [There is a general gasp.] There is no need for alarm! As long as you all obey the procedure. You have two hours. [The crowd disperses. DEXETER comes up. They both walk off. With the commotion of Mistfall, ADRIC comes up to the fruits. He gathers some in his arms, however, he is spotted by DECIDER DRAITH.] Adric! [Alarmed, ADRIC drops his fruits and runs off, DRAITH in hot pursuit.] DEXETER: Decider! Come back! They're not worth it! [But DRAITH ignores him.] VARSH: [Watching from their vantage point] Split up. We'll meet back at the cave. [They do so. DRAITH chases ADRIC through the forest. During this, the people pack up their things and head off. ADRIC manages to trip on a log, and falls next to the bubbling river. The mists swathe his head. DRAITH looms over him.] DECIDER DRAITH: Come on! We're closing the Starliner. Come on! [But ADRIC pushes him away. DRAITH runs to grab him, but ADRIC dodges, and DRAITH falls on his head. He is unconscious.] 21. [ALZARIUS, OVERLOOKING THE STARLINER. A group of people, rucksacks in hand, look over the Starliner. It is a huge spaceship, almost crystal-like in appearance.] 22. [INTERIOR ENTRANCE TO THE STARLINER. A line of people enter. They approach a desk, where a man is presumably checking off names. LOGIN, KEARA's father, is hanging around the entrance.] LOGIN: [To one of the people] Have you seen my daughter? Have you seen any of the Outlers? [She shakes her head. He then goes over to the person checking off names.] Has there been any news. [He also shakes his head.] NEFRED: [Nefred and Garif enter] Citizen Login. What is it? LOGIN: Sirs, forgive me. GARIF: Your daughter. LOGIN: She's out there, unprotected. Is there nothing we can do? NEFRED: She and the other Outlers chose to leave us, Login. GARIF: The doors must close. LOGIN: But Keara. She's so young. NEFRED: And you, Login, are a great and valued citizen, but we cannot change the law for you. GARIF: Not even for Decider Draith. He too has only one hour in which to return. 23. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. ADRIC is trying to shake DRAITH awake.] ADRIC: Decider! Decider Draith! [Suddenly, DRAITH is pulled towards the water. ADRIC grabs his arm, and tries to stop him. DRAITH groans and awakens. He tries to grab onto the shore, but it is too late.] DECIDER DRAITH: Tell Dexeter we've come full circle! [He is dragged under the surface of the water ... ADRIC is shocked.] 24. [INTERIOR ENTRANCE TO STARLINER.] NEFRED: Time to start up the siren. 25. [ALZARIUS, EXTERIOR THE STARLINER. A strange, pulsing siren is heard.] 26. [INTERIOR ENTRANCE TO THE STARLINER. GARIF is looking for Decider DRAITH.] NEFRED: Still no sign of Decider Draith. [GARIF shakes his head.] GARIF: When those doors close, you will be First Decider. NEFRED: And we shall need a third. [They both look at LOGIN.] 27. [ALZARIUS, EXTERIOR CLEARING. ADRIC, in a state of shock, runs into the clearing with the TARDIS. The door to the TARDIS is open] 28. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. The DOCTOR is working under the console, making an awful racket. ROMANA looks up in surprise. She goes over to the door.] ROMANA: What was that noise? THE DOCTOR: What? [Pokes his head back underneath the console] ROMANA: I thought I heard a noise. [The banging comes from underneath the console again.] THE DOCTOR: Well of course you heard a noise. [There is the sound of the doors opening. The Doctor pokes his head back underneath the console, and starts banging again. Suddenly realizing what he has just seen, The DOCTOR pops up wide-eyed from behind the console. ADRIC is there.] Who are you? [Before he can answer, ADRIC faints.] 29. [OUTLER'S CAVE. VARSH, KEARA and TYLOS run in, breathless.] VARSH: No! KEARA: We saw it Varsh. VARSH: Anything could make that water bubble, it could be anything! KEARA: It could be Mistfall. VARSH: Mist fall’s a myth! TYLOS: The others don't think so. I saw them heading back to the Starliner. VARSH: Deserters! KEARA: It's just us now. VARSH: And Adric. [They huddle around a fre] Don't let the Deciders fool you. They've taken these things and twisted them to their own advantage. TYLOS: You'd better be right. Or else we're all d*ad. 30. [ROMANA'S ROOM. ADRIC is lying on ROMANA's bed. The DOCTOR is dressing a wound to his knee. ADRIC wakes up.] ADRIC: I've got to warn them! THE DOCTOR: What? ADRIC: Mist fall! THE DOCTOR: Mist fall? ADRIC: My brother says it's a myth. The Outlers all think the Deciders are lying. But I've seen it! THE DOCTOR: Mist fall? 31. [ENTRANCE TO THE STARLINER. The last couple of people hurry to enter the Starliner. LOGIN is still trying to find KEARA.] GARIF: The internment may be a long one. Ten years perhaps before we step onto the surface again. NEFRED: [Turning from deep thought] Decider Draith is too late. Seal the doors! [The doors begin to close. A couple of people throw themselves in.] LOGIN: Have you seen Keara or Tylos. [He sees the doors close] No! There are others out there! My daughter! My daughter ... NEFRED: The air out there cannot support life. We have to seal the doors. We need all our strength. LOGIN: [Composing himself] You're quite right. We must redouble our efforts toward the Embarkation. NEFRED: A fine spirit. Yes, our work must continue. GARIF: Our first task must be to choose a new Decider. LOGIN: Yes, of course. NEFRED: We thought of seeking your advice on the matter. [LOGIN looks slightly confused.] 32. [TARDIS, CONTROL ROOM. The DOCTOR and ROMANA enter.] THE DOCTOR: Wrong place at the wrong time. ROMANA: Again. THE DOCTOR: [The Doctor pokes his head back underneath the console] What? ROMANA: Sounds like a type D oligarchy. Typical use of propaganda. He could have been hallucinating, a folk tale, a myth. [ADRIC walks in apparently calm.] ADRIC: That blue box I saw ... I saw a blue box! THE DOCTOR: [The Doctor stands] A blue box. ADRIC: Hmm. THE DOCTOR: What was it like? ADRIC: Well it was old. It had a door, no two doors, and they opened inward. And there was something funny about them ... handles weren't on the same level. THE DOCTOR: Quite right, we're inside it. It's called the TARDIS. This boy's not hallucinating. How's your transcendental dimensionalism? Never mind about that, come on K-9. [Opens the main doors] ROMANA: Where are you going? THE DOCTOR: To the Marsh. We can't stand around here theorizing, the boy convinces me. ROMANA: [Indicating the console] But we still haven't worked out what's wrong with this? THE DOCTOR: What's wrong with what? ROMANA: [Wearily] Oh, the console ... the scanner. THE DOCTOR: Oh, that ... yes ... that recurring image of Gallifrey. Well. Probably something really quite simple. [He takes a small object from the console.] The image translator reads the absolute value of the co-ordinates. ROMANA: Of course it does, real space doesn't have ... [Realizing] ... Negative co-ordinates. That disruption we came through ... THE DOCTOR: Well, it's just a thought. [He starts to leave followed by K-9.] ROMANA: It's a very nasty thought. That would mean that we're out of real space altogether! 33. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The mist covers every inch of it.] THE DOCTOR: What do you make of this fog, K9? K-9: Unfamiliar composition. Initial analysis indicates non-toxic. THE DOCTOR: Non-toxic? 34. [TARDIS, CONTROL ROOM. ROMANA is working on the TARDIS.] ADRIC: I must go back and warn the others. ROMANA: Hmm. Err, you'd better take this. [She hands him a little cube. He activates it, and it gives off a beep.] ADRIC: Oh a homing device. ROMANA: Yes. It'll help you find your way back to the TARDIS. How's the knee. ADRIC: Healed. ROMANA: [Unbelieving] Adric. [He takes off the dressing, and there is no trace of the wound.] 35. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The DOCTOR is poking the mud with a stick.] K-9: Master, alert. [He draws back into the bushes, and looks out at the marsh. A head breaks the surface of the water, with a slimy reptilian look. It gives a roar. On this cue six or seven others also surface, and head towards the DOCTOR and K-9.]	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x09 - Full Circle - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
FULL CIRCLE BY ANDREW SMITH PART TWO First Transmitted: November 1, 1980 Duration: 22 Minutes 11 Seconds 1. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The mist covers every inch of it.] THE DOCTOR: What do you make of this fog, K9? K-9: Unfamiliar composition. Initial analysis indicates non-toxic. THE DOCTOR: Non-toxic? 2. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. ROMANA is working on the TARDIS.] ADRIC: I must go back and warn the others. ROMANA: Hmm. Err, you'd better take this. [She hands him a little cube. He activates it, and it gives off a beep.] ADRIC: Oh, a homing device. ROMANA: Yes. It'll help you find your way back to the TARDIS. How's the knee? ADRIC: Healed. ROMANA: [Unbelieving] Adric. [He takes off the dressing, and there is no trace of the wound.] 3. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The DOCTOR is poking the mud with a stick.] K-9: Master, alert. [He draws back into the bushes, and looks out at the marsh. A head breaks the surface of the water, with a slimy reptilian look. It gives a roar. On this cue, six or seven others also surface, and begin to head towards the DOCTOR and K9. The creatures wade through the Marsh toward the shores sluggishly, but show no sign of having seen the Doctor and K-9. They reach shore, and breathe heavily as they adjust to their new environment.] THE DOCTOR: They've stopped moving, K-9. K-9: The observation is correct. THE DOCTOR: Come on. Let's get out of sight. K-9: Slow movement is advised, master. [The Doctor slowly gets up and heads into the brush] 4. [ALZARIUS, OUTLER’S CAVE. Adric has returned and is talking with Varsh and Tylos, who are sitting listening to his story.] VARSH: [Looking worried] Decider Draith is dad? TYLOS: [Accusingly] Well, leader? VARSH: All right, all right, maybe I was wrong. You better not be lying, Adric. ADRIC: The Doctor believed me. TYLOS: He is lying. ADRIC: No, I'm not. Look. They gave me that. [Adric hands the homing device that Romana gave him to Tylos. Tylos Sneers at the device, then proceeds to activate it] It's a homing device for locating the TARDIS. KEARA: [Running into the cave] They sealed the star liner. TYLOS: [Looking outside] [To Varsh] The mist is getting thicker. VARSH: The TARDIS. ADRIC: No. KEARA: We can't stay here. VARSH: Why not the TARDIS, Adric? ADRIC: It's too small. TYLOS: That's not what you told us. KEARA: You said it was huge— ADRIC: [Desperate] Well ... I can't remember where it is! [Tylos holds up the homing device which chimes. Adric’s face falls] 5. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. K-9 and the Doctor trundle through the marsh following the creatures, then hide behind some foliage. They observe the group pause, and then the creatures begin to move again] THE DOCTOR: It's as if they're trying to acclimatize ... which they seem to be doing rather quickly. Follow them, k-9. K-9: Master? THE DOCTOR: Let me know where they settle. [K-9 rolls off in pursuit of the creatures.] 6. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. A lone Marsh creature stands up out from the water.] 7. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The group of Marsh creatures continues on through the mud and foliage. K-9 continues after them.] 8. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The Doctor walks through the Marsh, stops and sees the lone Marsh creature hiding behind a tree.] THE DOCTOR: Hello? MARSH CREATURE: [The creature runs away with fright] Raarggh! Arr! THE DOCTOR: Oh. How odd. I usually get on terribly well with children. 9. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Romana is sitting down, writing on a note pad.] ROMANA: [To herself] Negative coordinates. [The TARDIS doors open and Varsh, Tylos, and Keara enter the TARDIS] Doctor, I've calculated that— [She glances up to see that it is NOT the Doctor. Varsh walks over to her, as the others walk around behind her. All of them have their knives pointed at her. Varsh indicates with his Knfe for her to rise. Romana looks over and sees Adric, his face apologetic] VARSH: We're taking over your ship. 10. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. This room is covered on one side with bookshelves that are accessed from the ground level of the room, a middle walkway, and an upper walkway. Behind and above the bookshelves is a large viewing screen which is switched off. Nefred stands on the uppermost level, and puts away a book he has just examined. He slowly walks a short distance to where some other books are stacked, and grasps the edge of the rail. His face shows one of pain and of sadness] GARIF: [Enters through a side door into the room] Nefred. I must speak with you. [He mounts the middle walkway and stands below Nefred] Nefred, is something wrong? NEFRED: [In pain] Garif... I have seen the system files. GARIF: As is your right. NEFRED: Garif...If you could but guess. GARIF: But only you are entitled to those secrets. NEFRED: But such secrets, Garif. Such secrets. GARIF: [Changing the subject] You're right about Login. We must have him with us. NEFRED: He's probably the most respected man in the community. GARIF: After yourself. NEFRED: After no one. GARIF: What if he refuses the post? NEFRED: I shall be very afraid. LOGIN: [Entering from the door] Deciders. NEFRED: [All trace of his pain is gone as he stands tall to address him] Ah, login... Have you made up your mind? LOGIN: I have. NEFRED: Do you accept the post? LOGIN: I do. NEFRED: And your daughter? LOGIN: Keara? Keara was a disruptive element. NEFRED: And what is your first concern? LOGIN: The welfare of the community... And the work toward the embarkation. GARIF: [Comes done to shake his hand] Well done. And welcome... Decider Login. [Nefred also shakes his hand] 11. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The marsh creatures continue on with K-9 following. Eventually the creatures cross a small creek. K-9 stops, scans, and then turns as he tries to find a way around the creek] 12. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM.] VARSH: Where is the doctor? ROMANA: On his way back. [Tylos who is holding her hand behind her back twists it] Ow! Ah! Ah! [He brings his Knfe to her throat] Watch out! [From behind Tylos Adric comes up behind him and grabs him. They struggle as Romana gets free of Tylos’s grip. Tylos drops the Knfe, as Varsh comes up and pulls Adric away. Romana picks up the Knfe and points it at Tylos. Everyone freezes unsure what she’s going to do next. To their surprise, she flips the Knfe around and offers it back to Tylos] Your Knfe. ADRIC: I'm sorry. This is my fault. ROMANA: What do you want? VARSH: It's mist fall. ROMANA: [Worried] The Doctor. [She touches something on the console and suddenly the whole console room shudders as everyone is thrown to the other side of the console room] ADRIC: [The room continues to shake] How did you do that? ROMANA: [Shaking continues] I'm not quite sure. [Everyone is thrown to the other side of the room as the room shifts again] 13. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The Doctor comes to the clearing, searching his pocket for the TARDIS key. He finds it and looks up to see that the TARDIS is no longer there. He walks up to where it was, thinking it may be invisible. [See THE INVASION] He runs his hand around where the outside of the TARDIS should be. He stops, and then he pokes his hand through the space confirming that it isn’t there. He looks around, spots some vegetation that has been disturbed, as if something had been dragged through it, then runs off following the trail. Behind a log, the lone marsh creature watches him] 14. [TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM. The wild thrashing continues as everyone is thrown about.] KEARA: What's happening? ADRIC: I don't know! ROMANA: [Clutching on to the console] Something has picked up the TARDIS. 15. [MARSH. The Doctor is walking through the vegetation, stops, and spots the Star liner with mist all around it. He continues towards it. The Marsh creature follows him at a discreet distance] 16. [OUTSIDE THE MAIN ENTRANCE TO THE STARLINER. The Doctor walks up, and presses a nearby button as if it were the doorbell. No response. He knocks on the metallic door] THE DOCTOR: Hello? [He knocks again, but still no response. He pulls out his sonic screwdriver and gives the lock a couple of tries with it. However nothing happens and the Doctor turns and begins to walk away. As he does, the Door behind him rises and he bolts in.] 17. [STARLINER, MAIN RECEPTION AREA. The DOCTOR climbs in on his knees underneath the still rising door] THE DOCTOR: Hello? [He stands and walks to the center of the room. He looks down an empty corridor that leads deeper into the ship] Hello? [He goes over to a table nearby that has a book, a river fruit, and a Knfe. He picks up the river fruit, tries to search his pockets for something, then puts the river fruit down. He picks up the Knfe then sticks it into the river fruit. He thinks he hears something from another corridor nearby and moves to investigate.] Hello— 18. [STARLINER, MAIN RECEPTION AREA. Unseen by him the marsh creature reaches for the Knfe stuck in the river fruit.] 19. [STARLINER, MAIN RECEPTION AREA. The Doctor comes back into the main reception area, not having found anything.] THE DOCTOR: [Seeing no one] Hello?! [He turns to the table with the river fruit and discovers that the Knfe has been removed. He looks out the main entrance door to see the swirling mists outside, but nothing else] 20. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. Nefred is addressing a crowd of citizens gathered there.] NEFRED: Even as our ancestors journeyed from Terradon... And even as our descendants will one day return there... So we are once again enclosed within our star liner. This great ship brought us far from our own shores and long ago, damaged and departing from its course, landed our forebears in this alien land. Citizens, we are not of this planet. Therefore we will lack nothing, though we have lost its suns, its waters, and its rich fruits. 21. [STARLINER, ELSEWHERE IN THE SHIP. Nefred’s speech is being played over the loudspeakers to the rest of citizens] NEFRED: [Over loudspeaker as groups of citizens listen] ... For generations, the star liner has been our shelter and a reminder of our true home, but... 22. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS.] NEFRED: ... We will not falter, rather we will redouble our efforts towards... The embarkation! CITIZENS: [With spirit] Towards the embarkation! Towards the embarkation! NEFRED: Citizens... [Holds up his hand to stop them so he can finish] Continue ... the work... of maintenance. 23. [STARLINER, MAIN RECEPTION AREA. The Doctor is sitting down reading the book that was on the table. He closes it and gets up, and begins heading down the corridor. He stops, than heads back to the main door, touches a switch, and closes the main door. He then heads back down the corridor into the ship] 24. [TARDIS CONSOLE ROOM. The occupants are still being thrown about, and then the shaking stops with a crashing thud from outside] TYLOS: Let's get out of here. VARSH: We don't know what's out there. TYLOS: [Gets up and goes over to the doors] I'm not staying here. [Examining the doors he turns towards Romana who is checking instruments at the console] I don't trust her. ROMANA: [Turns to face him] What about mist fall? TYLOS: We'll go back to the star liner. VARSH: The star liner is closed. ROMANA: Adric, is there any machinery on your planet that could lift the TARDIS? ADRIC: How heavy is it? ROMANA: Um, 5 times 10 to the 6 kilos in your gravity. ADRIC: No. TYLOS: Deciders' talk. KEARA: [Thinking back] When mist fall comes, the giants leave the swamp. VARSH: [Realizing] The marsh men. TYLOS: You're trying to scare us. And you're suggesting the marsh men carried this thing. ROMANA: Let's have a look. [She activates the main scanner, but it still shows the dusty hills of Gallifrey] VARSH: That's not Alzarius. ROMANA: [Sighs] No, its still Gallifrey. If the Doctor's theory's right, we'll need a local image translator to see what's out there. ADRIC: Or we could just look out through the door. [Romana clears her throat, and opens the main door] 25. [OUTSIDE THE TARDIS ... WHICH HAPPENS TO BE PARKED IN THE OUTLERS CAVE. Romana opens the door and pokes her head out ... just in time to see a bunch of marsh men brandishing clubs heading towards her. She quickly closes the door again] 26. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. Three citizens walk by as a loudspeaker announces:] MAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER: Maintenance unit 9 to level 7 in section 13. Maintenance unit 9 to level 7 in section 13. [The Doctor emerges from a nearby corridor after the group passes. The group doesn’t see him, and the Doctor heads in the opposite direction. The marsh man appears behind him from the corridor he just left and he stops, having sensed something. The marsh creature disappears back down the corridor. The Doctor turns, walks back to the corridor he was just in, but doesn’t see anybody. However, he does spot a Knfe lying on the ground, dropped by the marsh creature, which he picks up and puts in his pocket. He continues down the corridor he was originally heading] Peripheral maintenance units 17 and 22 to level 10. Peripheral maintenance units 17 and 22 to level 10. [The Doctor begins to enter another corridor, but stops and hides as he spots a maintenance crew working on a junction in the corridor. The crew moves off down a branching corridor, and the Doctor continues on taking a different one. He stops to examine an obvious welding mark that runs up the wall, probably left from when the ship was repaired after the crash. The Doctor then moves on.] 27. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. The marsh creature is making his way cautiously down another corridor. The creature stops to examine a nearby wall panel which it seems to feel the texture of. A nearby repair crew spots the creature] CITZEN: A creature from the marsh! [He motions for the rest of the team to stay back as he approaches the creature with the equivalent of some sort of spanner in his hand. The Creature spots him, screams, and runs away ... right into another repair crew. The creature backs away. The Citizen that approached it backs away towards the rest of his repair crew as the creature tries to get by him, in obvious terror.] [Spanner at ready] Get back! [The Doctor appears behind him, and approaches, kneeling on the ground. The creature whimpers] THE DOCTOR: Gently, gently. Can't you see it's terrified? CITIZEN: What do you mean it's—[noticing the Doctor] Who are you? THE DOCTOR: [Still trying to calm the creature down] A visitor. CITIZEN: But how did you—[Realizing] you unsealed the entrance! THE DOCTOR: Yes, but I sealed it up again. I try and leave things as they are. [To the citizen] Shh! Shh! [To the creature who is still terrified] Come on... [It whimpers] Come on. You're all right. Come on. Everything's gonna be all right. You're quite safe with me. [With that the citizen hits the Doctor over the head with the spanner. The creature screams and tries to run in terror, but the citizens grab it] 28. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. The Doctor is escorted by the citizen and the rest of his repair team into the room. The Doctor nurses his bruised head as they enter. The room is dark but three figures can be seen in the shadows] CITZEN: Intruders, Decider. [They stop in the center of the room. Indicating the DOCTOR] This one unsealed the entrance. LOGIN: What? [More citizens drag in the screaming marsh creature now ensnared in a net, and set it down] GARIF: That creature! A marsh creature! CITIZEN: It's docile. Totally harmless. GARIF: We've waited a long time to examine one of these. Take it to Dexeter. THE DOCTOR: [Pushing the citizens away from the creature] No, no, no, no, no. Leave it alone. Leave it alone. [He kneels down to calm it] Shh. Shh. [The Doctor stands to look around the room] NEFRED: [On the uppermost tier, Nefred stands as a light comes on above him] I...am Nefred. GARIF: [On the middle tier, Garif stands as a light also illuminates him] I am Garif. LOGIN: [A light above him also illuminates and Login stands as well] I am Login. THE DOCTOR: [Smiling] And I'm the Doctor. NEFRED: We have questions to put to you. 29. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. The marsh creatures are trying to bat the TARDIS with their clubs but of course are getting no results.] 30. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. K-9 Continues through the undergrowth] 31. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. The creatures continue to try and bat the TARDIS.] 32. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. K-9 stops and scans] 33. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. The creatures back off from the TARDIS, apparently frightened of something. The TARDIS door opens and Romana polks her head out. She sees:] ROMANA: [Whispering] K-9. K-9: [As he rolls into the cave one of the marsh creatures follows him] Do not be afraid. I am non-hostile, operating in data acquisition mode. Explain—[The Marsh creature comes up behind K-9 and slams its club into the back of K-9’s head. K-9’s head rolls a couple feet, as it comes free from the rest of his body.] ROMANA: [Holding her hand to her head] Oh, k-9. 34. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Romana enters, along with Adric and the rest of the Outlers.] ADRIC: That was your computer? ROMANA: Yes. Oh, he can be repaired. [She closes the main doors] In fact, we always seem to be repairing him. VARSH: Senseless creatures! ROMANA: I don't think so. They're adapting very fast. That's intelligent behavior. TYLOS: Intelligent?! They tried to k*ll us! ROMANA: They probably don't even know there's anyone in here. To them the TARDIS is just a big boulder. KEARA: Why did they choose this cave? VARSH: Yes, why our cave? ROMANA: Why did you choose this cave? VARSH: To keep an eye on the star liner, of course. It looks straight down into the valley. ROMANA: Huh! Of course. ADRIC: [Realizing] The momentum. ROMANA: Yes. ADRIC: If the tardis is as heavy as you say... [Romana nods] VARSH: What is it? What momentum? ROMANA: Accelerating down the slope. How far, Adric? ADRIC: 5,000 meters. ROMANA: I think we're about to become a battering ram... to smash in the star liner. 35. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. The Doctor is alone being questioned by the deciders] NEFRED: [To the Doctor] You witnessed the death of Decider Draith? THE DOCTOR: Look, I'm sure this ceremony is all terribly impressive— GARIF: Please answer the questions, Doctor. LOGIN: Decider Draith. THE DOCTOR: Well, Decider Draith was dragged into the swamp. What have the marsh men got against you? GARIF: We're investigating that question. NEFRED: They seem to resent our presence as aliens. THE DOCTOR: Why can't people be nice to one another... Just for a change? I mean, I'm an alien, and you don't want to drag me into a swamp, do you? Oh, you do. GARIF: How do you know this about Decider Draith if you did not witness the event? THE DOCTOR: Well, I have a very reliable eyewitness, and then when I went to the scene of the crime— LOGIN: you went to the marsh? THE DOCTOR: Yes. LOGIN: The mists. How could you breathe? THE DOCTOR: Well, an odd smell, I agree. But definitely nontoxic. LOGIN: [To the other deciders] Clearly the witness is lying. The manuals say the mists are fatal. GARIF: Not necessarily. LOGIN: Not necessarily? NEFRED: As first decider, I am now keeper of the system files. GARIF: The truth is known to Nefred. We must simply accept the inconsistencies. NEFRED: It is fitting that the citizens believe the mists are dangerous. It stops them from straying when mist fall comes. LOGIN: But if that is so... NEFRED: It is for the good of the community. LOGIN: My daughter may still be alive. [Dexter enters the room] NEFRED: Citizen Dexeter, you have examined the marsh child? DEXETER: The specimen is useless. Nothing. No aggression, none of the characteristic traits. Useless. THE DOCTOR: [To Dexeter] Oh, come on. Depends on your point of view. DEXETER: I'm speaking scientifically. THE DOCTOR: So am I. DEXETER: You're a scientist? THE DOCTOR: [shaking his hand] Nice to meet you. Useless, you say? Would you care for a second opinion? 36. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Romana is setting the coordinates. Adric stands nearby watching.] ADRIC: You can't take off from inside a cave. ROMANA: Well, I'd explain... But I don't think even your maths is good enough. [To the others who are watching the cave from the TARDIS threshold] I'm shutting the door. KEARA: [Running in] Wait! They're leaving! 37. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. The marsh creatures are backing away from the TARDIS in fear. Romana opens the TARDIS door and she polks her head out, then exits the Tardis. The others begin to do so also. Looking around the cave she spots a giant spider crawling nearby] ROMANA: So that's what frightened the marsh men off. [She scrutinizes it. Nearby, a river fruit breaks open and spider begins to crawl out.] TYLOS: [Frightened] More of them! [Pointing out more] Look! ROMANA: [The creatures begin to grow larger and move faster] They're only spiders. [Tylos runs back into the safety of the TARDIS, followed by Keara and Varsh] They're only spiders. 38. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Varsh, Keara, and Tylos come running but stop and stare at the console, not knowing what to do or what to press] KEARA: The door! Shut the door! [Tylos looks over the console in a panic, unsure what to press. He activates a switch] 39. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. Adric gets in the TARDIS just as the door slams shut] ROMANA: Adric? 40. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Adric runs in] ADRIC: What are you doing? Romana's out there! Open the door! [He runs over to the console where Tylos was, and flicks a switch. The time column begins to rise and fall] 41. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. The TARDIS begins to dematerialize. Romana tries to run over and reach out for it but it is gone.] 42. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM] ADRIC: [Watching the column rise and fall in alarm] I think I pulled the wrong lever. 43. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. Romana backs away as the spiders advance toward her. She begins to panic, and starts to make her way towards the entrance. She spots a piece of river fruit, picks it up, and gets ready to throw it at the spiders. However, before she can do so the river fruit bursts open and a spider leaps at her face biting her. She collapses as the venom begins to run through her body ... ]	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x10 - Full Circle - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
FULL CIRCLE BY ANDREW SMITH PART THREE First Transmitted: November 8, 1980 Duration: 22 Minutes 0 Seconds 1. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. Romana opens the TARDIS door and pokes her head out, then exits the Tardis. The others begin to do so also. Looking around the cave she spots a giant spider crawling nearby] ROMANA: So that's what frightened the marsh men off. [She scrutinizes it. Nearby, a river fruit breaks open and a spider begins to crawl out.] TYLOS: [Frightened] More of them! [Pointing out more] Look! ROMANA: [The creatures begin to grow larger and move faster] They're only spiders. [Tylos runs back into the safety of the TARDIS, followed by Keara and Varsh] They're only spiders. 2. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Varsh, Keara, and Tylos come running but stop and stare at the console, not knowing what to do or what to press] KEARA: The door! Shut the door! [Tylos looks over the console in a panic, unsure what to press. He activates a switch at random] 3. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. Adric gets in the TARDIS just as the door slams shut] ROMANA: [Turns around in surprise] Adric? 4. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Adric runs in] ADRIC: What are you doing? Romana's out there! Open the door! [He runs over to the console where Tylos was, and flicks a switch. The time column begins to rise and fall] 5. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. The TARDIS begins to dematerialize. Romana tries to run over and reach out for it but it is gone.] 6. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM] ADRIC: [Watching the column rise and fall in alarm] I think I pulled the wrong lever. 7. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. Romana backs away as the spiders advance toward her. She begins to panic, and starts to make her way towards the entrance. She spots a piece of river fruit, picks it up, and gets ready to throw it at the spiders. However, before she can do so the river fruit bursts open and a spider leaps at her face biting her. The spider falls off her dad, and she collapses as the venom begins to run through her body ... ] 8. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Adric, Varsh, Tylos, and Keara are all standing around the console, watching the column rise and fall] TYLOS: [In panic] What's happening? ADRIC: [With a look of bewilderment] I don't know. I think we're traveling. 9. [STARLINER, SCIENCE LAB. The Doctor is kneeling, examining the marsh creature which lies on a surgical chair, covered with a sheet. Dexter stands nearby. Operating a switch, Dexeter raises the back of the chair in preparation for a cursory examination] THE DOCTOR: What have you done to it? DEXETER: A little anesthetic. I'm trying to research the psychodynamics of these creatures. Their motivation to attck us is immensely powerful. THE DOCTOR: It is? DEXETER: It's well documented. [The Doctor stands up] Of course, I've never seen one before... But it's in the manuals. THE DOCTOR: Well, it wasn't aggressive when I met it, anyway. It's only a baby one. DEXETER: They have the same basic brain type. THE DOCTOR: [Raising the sheet off the main torso of the creature, the Doctor notices a bruise on the creatures arm] Dexeter, that's not psychodynamics. You've been taking tissue samples. DEXETER: A scientist is responsible to the community, Doctor. [Walks over to a microscope nearby and begins organizing slides] Each of us has his task to perform. THE DOCTOR: I don't understand your tasks. DEXETER: [Turns to the Doctor] What do you mean? THE DOCTOR: Well, you're all so busy. [Walks over to Dexeter] Maintenance crews everywhere. What are you up to? DEXETER: Preparing for the embarkation, of course. THE DOCTOR: Of cour—[Pauses] Are you leaving Alzarius? DEXETER: Yes. All our endeavors are directed toward the return to Terradon. THE DOCTOR: Then if you're leaving the planet, why all the fuss about the Marsh men? DEXETER: [Avoiding the question, and pointing to the microscope] Take a look at that tissue sample. [The Doctor turns on the microscope and looks in it] Remarkable, isn't it, Doctor? The organization of the cell structure. THE DOCTOR: Well, that's life, Dexeter. DEXETER: There are anomalies unaccounted for by the deciders. THE DOCTOR: There are? Look, isn't it time we were getting it back to its natural habitat? DEXETER: It's too late for that, doctor. THE DOCTOR: Actually, it's about time I got back to my own natural habitat. [Walks towards the door] Haven't seen a blue box with a light on top, have you? [Behind him, Decider Login enters unnoticed and listens to the end of the conversation] It's called a TARDIS. It must be out there somewhere. DEXETER: It's impossible to leave the star liner. The doors are sealed. THE DOCTOR: Oh, I think I can organize something. LOGIN: [Behind him] What did you have in mind, doctor? THE DOCTOR: [Turns to him and smiles] Oh, it was just a hypothetical idea. LOGIN: Your entry was more than a hypothesis. Perhaps our security system is not all the manuals claim. THE DOCTOR: You can't always go by the manuals. LOGIN: Without the store of knowledge in the great book room, we would not have survived. Doctor, please show me how you gained access. THE DOCTOR: Certainly. [They exit] 10. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. The TARDIS is still in flight, with everyone still around the console] KEARA: Varsh, do something. TYLOS: You're the clever one, Adric. Where are we going? ADRIC: How should I know? Romana set the coordinates, not me. 11. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. Romana stirs. Clustered on her are dozens of dad spiders ... ] 12. [ALZARIUS, MARSH. The Marsh men still wielding clubs push their way through the undergrowth towards the star liner.] 13. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR.] MAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER: Maintenance unit 12, report to locations— THE DOCTOR: [In mid conversation as he and Decider Login enter the corridor] ... just a resistant-sonic screwdriver, especially in expert hands. LOGIN: [The two enter another corridor where a maintenance crew is working on a panel] Any method of entering the star liner is of grave concern. THE DOCTOR: [One of the crew is holding up a component, which the Doctor grabs. He stops and examines it] [To the crewman] Excuse me. Oh, what a pity. I thought it was an image translator. I need one for my ship. [Hands back the component, and then they continue down the corridor] Tell me, Decider Login, why are your maintenance men removing a perfectly good Optronics circuit? Tell me that. LOGIN: [They enter another corridor] I know nothing about these matters myself, but the manuals are thorough in their requirements. THE DOCTOR: At this rate, the preparations could take years to complete. LOGIN: [They stop] Oh, generations, doctor. We've no illusions about that. THE DOCTOR: Generations? LOGIN: Well, there's always something that needs to be perfected. A little patience... Goes a long way. [Login continues on] THE DOCTOR: Yes. But so much patience goes absolutely nowhere. [Follows Login] LOGIN: [Entering another corridor] You spoke of some vehicle you travel in. THE DOCTOR: Yes, I have got a vehicle. I'm feeling rather lost without it. LOGIN: [Stops] I can help you to find it. THE DOCTOR: Really? Why would you do a thing like that? LOGIN: I have a daughter. THE DOCTOR: [Looking a little confused] Oh. [The Doctor starts to move toward a corridor, but Login stops him and ushers him down another] MAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER: Attention, Citizen Dampier, protective coordinates immediately. LOGIN: [As they enter the reception area of the Star liner] Help me find my daughter. I'll help you find your ship. THE DOCTOR: All right. LOGIN: [To a group of Omril and a group of citizens guarding the main entrance] Unseal the entrance. OMRIL: But the decision was made to keep the entrance sealed. LOGIN: Decisions can be changed. [Goes over to the control panel to open the door. Suddenly the TARDIS materializes about a foot away from the Doctor. Login and the Citizens stare at the TARDIS in disbelief] Good heavens! What is it? THE DOCTOR: Good heavens! It's Romana! [He goes over to the TARDIS door, stands beside it] Romana! [He knocks, facing the Decider and the citizens. The TARDIS door opens, and unseen to the Doctor, Keara emerges. Login opens his mouth in surprise. The Doctor grins thinking he’s introducing Romana.] KEARA: [Seeing Login] Father! LOGIN: [She goes over to him and hugs him, as the Doctor looks on surprised that it’s not Romana] Keara! You're safe! THE DOCTOR: [Turning to shout into the TARDIS] Romana—[Tylos emerges, and as he does several citizens grab him and hold him in custody. The Doctor surprised, turns to shout in the TARDIS.] Roma—[Varsh emerges and is also taken into custody. The Doctor tries again] Romana! [This time its Adric who pokes his head out] Adric! What is this, Noah's ark? Where's Romana? ADRIC: She's not here. THE DOCTOR: [Pushes Adric into the TARDIS] Where is she then? ADRIC: [OOV] Back at the cave. THE DOCTOR: [Entering the TARDIS] What cave? Never mind! [The TARDIS door closes behind him] LOGIN: [Still hugging his daughter] Keara, you're alive. 14. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. The Doctor is setting controls on the console] THE DOCTOR: These short trips don't usually work. And the chances of reversing a short trip are even more remote. Still...Here's hopping. Would you cross your fingers? [Adric tries to make a cross, not understanding] No, No. Not like that. [Adric tries to make a T] No! [The Doctor demonstrates, holding his fingers up. Adric does the same, finally getting it, yet still not understanding. The Doctor sets the TARDIS in motion] Very good. 15. [STARLINER, RECEPTION AREA] LOGIN: [To Keara, who he’s holding] There'll have to be an inquiry, but at least... [The TARDIS dematerializes. As everyone turns to look, it has gone] 16. [ALZARIUS, OUTLERS CAVE. The TARDIS rematerializes, and the Doctor emerges followed by Adric] THE DOCTOR: [To Romana who is now sitting up on a rock staring at nothing] Romana, are you all right? ROMANA: [Distant] Yes. THE DOCTOR: It's a giant crab spider. ROMANA: [Even more distant] Yes. THE DOCTOR: [To Adric] You collect K-9 together. ADRIC: There's a dad spider. [He picks it up] THE DOCTOR: [Sits down next to Romana] [to Adric] Collect that one, too. [To Romana] Are you sure you're all right, Romana? ROMANA: [Distant and still staring at nothing] I'm fine. Who are you? [The Doctor stares at her in surprise] 17. [STARLINER, SCIENCE LAB. Nefred and Garif are standing watching as Dexeter is setting up a lamp to shine on the marsh creature, which is still unconscious in the Operating chair.] DEXETER: [Positioning the light] Of course, it should be full grown for my experiments. NEFRED: But this one will do? DEXETER: We do need a better specimen. GARIF: [Dexeter begins walking around the operating chair] We're lucky to have this one. Aren't we, Nefred? The Doctor regards it as suitable. He seems very wise. DEXETER: [Stops behind the Deciders] I'm prepared to consider his theories. [He moves off to his work bench with the microscope] NEFRED: [Staring intently at the creature] Dexeter... What exactly do you hope to learn? DEXETER: The nature of these creatures. We're afraid of them, we retreat from their presence, and yet we know nothing about them. NEFRED: [Turns and faces him with a pained expression] You know nothing. DEXETER: I was forgetting, decider. I understood from Decider Draith that these creatures were mentioned in the system files. [Nefred nods] But if we could put that secret knowledge of yours beside what I can discover, we could— GARIF: What is it, Nefred? [Nefred continues his pained expression as he considers] NEFRED: Dexeter... Your experiments will be secret. DEXETER: Of course, Decider, if you so advise. NEFRED: Garif, we must confer on this matter. [To Dexeter] Meanwhile, please postpone the examination. [Nefred and Garif head for the door] DEXETER: The creature's no use at all under anesthetic. The revival will take about an hour. NEFRED: We will return before then. [Nefred and Garif leave] 18. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. The TARDIS is in flight once again, and the Doctor is checking the instruments on the console. Once he’s sure everything is alright, he heads off into the interior of the TARDIS to Romana’s room, where Adric is tending to an unconscious Romana, who is lying on her bed. The Doctor kneels down and takes her pulse] THE DOCTOR: She's still alive. Some kind of coma. [To Adric] Did you find k-9's head? ADRIC: No, it wasn't in the cave. THE DOCTOR: [Muttering] Oh, no. It's not a toxin. It must be something in those spider bites, some kind of psychochemical. ADRIC: How long will it last? THE DOCTOR: How do I know? Let's get back to the science unit. [Adric hesitates looking at Romana, then heads for the console room] I want to put some of that spider tissue under the microscope. [He gets up and follows Adric] 19. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. All the Outlers are escorted in by Omril.] OMRIL: [Stopping by the door as the Outlers pass] Wait here. The deciders are in conference. KEARA: [Pauses next to Omril along with Varsh] About us? OMRIL: They have other matters on their minds. You'll have to have patience. VARSH: Patience! OMRIL: It's a virtue, they say. But I don't suppose that would appeal to stealers of river fruit. [Varsh cracks a grin and walks to the center of the room with Keara and Tylos. The other two Outlers are standing together in a corner] TYLOS: What are they going to do? Is it a trial? KEARA: An inquiry, my father said. TYLOS: What difference does it make? They're going to kll us. VARSH: Of course not. It's a ploy, just psychological. TYLOS: [Putting his hands in his pockets] That's what you said about mist fall. 20. [STARLINER, SCIENCE LAB. Garif, Login, and Dexeter are discussing the situation] DEXETER: The creature will soon be ready for the experiment ... if the deciders permit. GARIF: The first decider has explained something of the position to us. LOGIN: In the past, these creatures were regarded with superstitious awe, figures symbolizing the whole of life on this planet. GARIF: And as such, their origins were not to be looked into. DEXETER: [Shocked] A wall of deliberate ignorance. GARIF: [Quietly] Oh, we agree. The first decider has given his permission for the experiments to proceed. DEXETER: Excellent! [Runs over to the side of the creature to check it ready] GARIF: On one condition. DEXETER: Oh? [Raising the back of the chair so that the creature is better in the light] LOGIN: That we supervise. GARIF: And there is to be complete secrecy. Do you understand? 21. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. Nefred is on the uppermost level, studying a book with a worried and pained expression on his face. The Outlers are standing on the ground floor awaiting their inquiry. Nefred puts away the book he’s been studying and considers. The Outlers talk amongst themselves] VARSH: [Quietly] Adric should be here. KEARA: You're very loyal to him. VARSH: I'm all he's got. KEARA: Poor thing. [Tylos snickers] VARSH: We've got a father. OMRIL: Quiet. The deciders are coming. KEARA: [The other two deciders enter and take up their positions on the second level.] [Quietly] Now my father's a decider. I'm an orphan, too. NEFRED: [Standing up to address them] When the star liner crashed upon this planet, our ancestors vowed that their one endeavor would be to repair the ship and to return to Terradon. GARIF: Each generation has renewed that vow. NEFRED: The work is continuous... On your behalf. Isn't that right, Decider Login? LOGIN: Yes. On behalf of us all. GARIF: [To Login] Then what is to be done, Decider Login, with those that betray that vow, betray that work? LOGIN: I've talked to them. They are children. NEFRED: Very well. Do these...Children now understand what we're doing for them? GARIF: And do they now understand the warning against mist fall? And the supremacy of the community? LOGIN: I believe they do. NEFRED: Then let them rejoin the preparation. There is no punishment. 22. [STARLINER, RECEPTION AREA. A maintenance crew is working a panel here. They turn and witness the TARDIS materializing in amazement.] THE DOCTOR: [From inside the TARDIS] Stop worrying, Adric. Romana will be perfectly all right in here. [The Doctor exits the TARDIS. Adric comes out of the TARDIS with the samples in his hand the Doctor spots the crew who are standing in amazement and stops to admire their work.] That’s very good. 23. [STARLINER, SCIENCE LAB. Dexter stands behind the Marsh creature in preparation.] DEXETER: The anesthetic has worn off and the creature is now fully sentient. [In the Great Book Room the Deciders are watching this on the main screen behind and above the bookshelves] I'm about to begin a surgical examination of its brain. THE DOCTOR: [Running into the Great Book Room] [Looking at the screen] Dexeter! DEXETER: Doctor, you're just in time to see my theories put to the test. THE DOCTOR: Dexeter, you promised you wouldn't harm that marsh creature. DEXETER: [The Doctor appears on Dexeter’s screen in the Science Lab] Without a scientific understanding of these creatures, we are doomed to fear them forever. THE DOCTOR: That's not scientific understanding, its cold-blooded mrder. [The marsh creature’s eyes open.] 24. [TARDIS, ROMANA’S BEDROOM. Romana’s eyes open. She now has bluish-green lines on her face that pulse and glow, and that seem to follow the course of the veins on her face] 25. [STARLINER, SCIENCE LAB.] DEXETER: [With surgical gloves and scalpel in hand] I repeat. I am beginning surgery. [He lowers the scalpel to the creatures head. 26. [TARDIS, ROMANA’S ROOM. Romana screams with the roar of an animal in pain] 27. [STARLINER, SCIENCE LAB] THE DOCTOR: Dexeter, please stop! You've no right. Please! [The marsh creature looks up at Dexeter, and then begins to struggle. The creature breaks free of his restraining straps, pushing Dexeter to the floor. The Doctor, Adric and the Deciders watch all this on their screen. Enraged, the creature hits a nearby cart knocking it over. Dexeter tries to escape, but the creature grabs him and strangles him to death. The marsh creature then proceeds to trash the science lab, knocking over vials and equipment. The creature stops when he sees the Doctor who is still being displayed on the Science Lab screen. The marsh creature approaches the screen, seeing the only person that was ever nice to it. Realizing what it’s doing the Doctor puts up his hand to stop him] No. No! Don't! No! [The creature trying to touch the Doctor busts through the screen. In the Great Book Room the picture goes to static as the creature is electrocuted to death in the Science lab] NEFRED: [Goes over to a panel and activates it] Take away the bodies. THE DOCTOR: [Quietly to Adric] Adric, go back to the TARDIS and wait with Romana. [Adric leaves and the Doctor turns back to the deciders] You deciders allowed this to happen. GARIF: The marsh creature's a mindless brute. Animals! THE DOCTOR: Yes. Easy enough to destroy, but have you ever tried creating one? NEFRED: We were within our rights. GARIF: One might argue that Dexeter was overzealous. THE DOCTOR: NOT AN ALIBI, DECIDERS! You three are supposed to be leaders. GARIF: Certainly we are. Though, of course, Nefred is, uh, is now our First Decider. THE DOCTOR: Then Nefred is responsible. NEFRED: For the community, yes. THE DOCTOR: No, no! Perhaps they haven't let you in on the secret, Login. [Login looks confused] Shall I tell him, gentlemen? GARIF: A secret? THE DOCTOR: Yes! And the fraud of perpetual movement. The endless task going round and round. The same old components being removed and replaced. LOGIN: No, doctor, that's too harsh. The preparations are necessary. THE DOCTOR: Preparations? For what? This star liner isn't going anywhere. LOGIN: Well, the manual's promised us a journey to Terradon. GARIF: Yes, but it must be made ready first. THE DOCTOR: Ready? It's been made ready for centuries. [The Doctor walks over to one of the shelves, and rips the books off of the shelf, throwing them to the ground. Behind is revealed a control panel with a number of flashing lights and controls] This ship could take off in half an hour if you had a mind to it. LOGIN: What? [Login walks around to the stairs and walks down to ground level where he can face the other deciders more properly] Is that true? NEFRED: You accuse us of willful procrastination? THE DOCTOR: [Facing away from Nefred and Garif towards Login] Yes! The willful procrastination of endless procedure. You want to hold onto the old order. NEFRED: You understand a great deal, Doctor. THE DOCTOR: True. NEFRED: But not everything. THE DOCTOR: That's certainly true. NEFRED: You're standing in the great book room. These galleries contain manuals on the repair and maintenance of every single item on this ship. GARIF: Everything is listed. Down to the smallest rivet. NEFRED: Thanks to the manuals that have been passed down, we can take the star liner apart and put it together again perfectly. GARIF: Now, there is one thing we can't do, Doctor. THE DOCTOR: Oh? GARIF: One secret our ancestors kept for themselves. THE DOCTOR: What's that? NEFRED: Nobody knows how to pilot this ship. THE DOCTOR: [Turning to face the Nefred and Garif in surprise] What? 24. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. The Outlers have been assigned to a maintenance team under the supervision of another citizen. The group enters a corridor and stop next to a panel.] MAN ON INTERCOM: [Whilst the team is working] Unit leader Dyvo to the auxiliary power section immediately. Unit leader Dyvo to the auxiliary power section immediately. [Keara is holding a book, whilst Varsh is carrying a bag. Tylos opens the panel, looks into Keara’s book and pulls out a component, which he hands to Varsh, who puts the old component in the bag and hands Tylos the new component. Tylos installs it and closes the panel. They then move on to the next panel which Tylos opens.] MAN ON INTERCOM: Additional maintenance units required by air purification controls. Additional maintenance units required by air purification controls. [Varsh pulls out a component after checking Keara’s book, and replaces the component with a new one. Varsh closes the panel and they move on] 25. [STARLINER, SCIENCE LAB. The Doctor has the spider cut open, and pulls out the innards. Login stands nearby] LOGIN: The spiders only appear at mist fall. No one's ever analyzed one before. THE DOCTOR: [The Doctor puts some tissue under the microscope and examines it] Well. Oh, yes. Leucine, Isoleucine, Methionine. Hmm. Usual compliment of amino acids. That's-- that's odd. I've seen that star-shape somewhere before. What about mist fall itself? Did anybody ever analyze that? LOGIN: Yes, but the secret is only known to the deciders. THE DOCTOR: What? Well, so now you know. LOGIN: I do, but the information is privileged. THE DOCTOR: Oh. Oh. LOGIN: Uh, doctor, every 50 years or so, another planet takes Alzarius away from its sun. The cooling process, it's inevitable. THE DOCTOR: Yes. The mists. And then the high nitrogen content in the spider cells. LOGIN: So? THE DOCTOR: So it's difficult to judge not knowing the norm on this planet. We need some tissue samples from Dexeter and the marsh child. [Starts to look around] Of course. Now, what did Dexeter do with that slide? [He goes and picks up a slide from the table and begins to put it under the microscope.] ADRIC: [Comes rushing in] Doctor! THE DOCTOR: Not now, Adric, not now! ADRIC: Doctor, its Romana. THE DOCTOR: What about Romana? ADRIC: She's gone! THE DOCTOR: What? What? [The Doctor and Adric rush out] 26. [TARDIS, ROMANA’S ROOM. The place is a mess, as if a tornado went through the room. Adric, followed by the Doctor enters.] ADRIC: [Surveying the mess] Marsh men. THE DOCTOR: Marsh men... In my TARDIS. Come on, let's find Romana. [They leave. Adric stops and picks up one of Romana’s hat’s which is lying in the corridor] Come on! 27. [STARLINER, BOWELS OF THE SHIP. Romana makes her way down a pair of stairs, and heads over to one of the bulkheads. Outside the walls a pounding sound can be heard, as if something was trying to get in] 28. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. As the Doctor and Adric enter, the Doctor spots a piece of cloth on the ground. Adric doesn’t see him pick it up and continues walking. The Doctor spots something nearby and goes over and picks it up. Adric sees this and walks over.] ADRIC: What's that? THE DOCTOR: It's the other half of my waistcoat. What's that? [Heads off down the corridor] ADRIC: [Picking it up] Image translator. THE DOCTOR: [The Doctor comes back and takes it from him] What? ADRIC: It's broken. THE DOCTOR: Right. No more pictures of Gallifrey, then. Come on. [They head off down the corridor] 29. [STARLINER, BOWELS OF THE SHIP. A sign painted on the wall reads: EMERGENCY ESCAPE TO BE USED ONLY WHEN SHIP HAS ACHIEVED PLANETFALL Romana goes over, and begins to turn a wheel next to the sign. A nearby hatch opens and Marsh men begin to pour into the star liner ... ]	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x11 - Full Circle - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
FULL CIRCLE BY ANDREW SMITH PART FOUR First Transmitted: November 15, 1980 Duration: 24 Minutes 16 Seconds 1. [STARLINER, BOWELS OF THE SHIP. Romana makes her way down a pair of stairs, and heads over to one of the bulkheads. Outside the walls a pounding sound can be heard, as if something was trying to get in] 2. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. The Doctor spots something nearby and goes over and picks it up. Adric sees this and walks over.] ADRIC: What's that? THE DOCTOR: It's the other half of my waistcoat. What's that? [Heads off down the corridor] ADRIC: [picking it up] Image translator. THE DOCTOR: [The Doctor comes back and takes it from him] What? ADRIC: It's broken. THE DOCTOR: Right. No more pictures of Gallifrey, then. Come on. [They head off down the corridor] 3. [STARLINER, #1 EMERGENCY HATCH, BOWELS OF THE SHIP. A sign painted on the wall reads: EMERGENCY ESCAPE TO BE USED ONLY WHEN SHIP HAS ACHIEVED PLANETFALL Romana goes over, and begins to turn a wheel next to the sign. A nearby large hatch opens and the Marsh men begin to pour into the star liner ... ] MAN ON INTERCOM: Security alert. Number one emergency hatch has been opened. Number one emergency hatch has been opened. [Ignoring this, Romana watches as the Marsh men continue to pour in. As the last one enters, it stops before her and raises its hand to hers in greeting. She touches it affectionately around the hand, and then it moves off with the others. She watches it go as the psychochemical is clearly visible pulsing through her veins] 4. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. The marsh men begin their advance through the star liner in large numbers] 5. [STARLINER, #2 EMERGENCY HATCH, BOWELS OF THE SHIP. ROMANA turns another wheel and opens another hatch. Even more Marsh men begin to enter the star liner] MAN ON INTERCOM: Security alert. Number two emergency hatch has been opened. 6. [STARLINER, MAIN ENTRANCE. A crewman removes a panel off the nearby wall as the Outlers wait nearby. Keara has a notebook in her hand. Each of them looks distinctly bored. Tylos begins fiddling with the electronics on the wall with the crewman and Keara. Varsh hears something and goes over to the TARDIS. Down the corridor, VARSH sees two Marsh men move around the corner looking at him] VARSH: [To the others quietly, almost in a panic] Marsh men! [The others come over and see this. Looking down a second corridor they see two more approaching them, and then down a third they see even more. Surrounded, and backing up against the TARDIS VARSH produces the bag he’s been carrying. He tosses the contents on the floor in front of them, as a hundred different electronics components go flying. This distracts the marsh men enough for them to make a break for it down the nearest corridor which is now clear. Varsh pushes Keara down the corridor, and he begins to follow her. Tylos stops when he sees the other crew men on the other side of the room trapped in fear with a Marsh man about to attck him. Tylos runs across the room past most of the still distracted Marsh men, and wrenches the man out of the way. However, as the other man escapes, the attacking marsh man grabs Tylos and begins to strangle and mangle him.] 7. [STARLINER, EMPTY CORRIDOR. The Doctor and Adric pass through] THE DOCTOR: You know, she could be anywhere. There must be a better way of doing it than this. [He stops checking out the corridor] We've come full circle. [He moves off again] You know what I think... ADRIC: That's what the decider said. 8. [STARLINER. The Doctor and Adric enter another corridor] THE DOCTOR: Decider? ADRIC: In the marsh. THE DOCTOR: Really? What did he say? Exactly what did he say? [They stop walking] ADRIC: Tell Dexeter we've come full circle. THE DOCTOR: Tell Dexeter we've come full circle. How's your knee, by the way? ADRIC: That was hours ago. THE DOCTOR: [Adric raises his knee to show no bruise or cut. The Doctor stoops for a second to examine it. He gets up surprised] That was quick. ADRIC: Old people take a bit longer, of course. Sometimes a whole day. THE DOCTOR: Really? Rapid cellular adaptation; that settles it. ADRIC: Settles what? THE DOCTOR: We're going back to the science unit. Come on! [The Doctor turns and goes back the way he came, Adric follows] 9. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR INTERSECTION. The Doctor stops them walking to listen to the announcement] MAN ON INTERCOM: All citizens remain in their quarters. [VARSH and KEARA enter from another corridor] All citizens remain in their quarters. Starliner has been boarded by— ADRIC: [Sees them] Varsh! VARSH: [Pointing down the way they came] Marsh men. We've got to go back for Tylos. THE DOCTOR: [Grabbing Adric] No, no, no! Run and get away. Take her in the science unit. ADRIC: But we must— THE DOCTOR: --in the science unit. [He pushes all three of them down the corridor towards it] 10. [STARLINER, EMERGENCY HATCH. Marsh men continue to pour into the Star liner] 11. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. People flee in terror from the oncoming menace] 12. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. The three Deciders are huddled together in discussion.] LOGIN: How did they get in? The entrances are sealed. GARIF: Well, if that's right, what if the doctor betrayed us? NEFRED: I don't think so. He's already demonstrated his great wisdom. He's not a man to side with chaos. GARIF: Nevertheless, chaos surrounds us. What are we to do? LOGIN: Yes, what are we to do? NEFRED: [Turns to Login] Well, Login, you're a decider now. What are we to do? 13. [STARLINER, MAIN ENTRANCE. The Doctor strolls in and stops as he spots Tylos on the floor. He goes over to examine him.] THE DOCTOR: Tylos? [Kneeling down beside him] Tylos? [He goes to check the pulse on Tylo’s neck, but pulls his hand away fast when he sees that Tylos has the psychochemical flowing through his veins. Behind him a marsh man approaches with a big club in his hands and K-9’s heads attached to it. The Doctor turns, sees the marsh man, and wrenches K-9’s head from the club. The marsh man backs away a little. They stand watching each other for a second. The Doctor snaps the open panel on K-9’s head, in a show of trying to frighten the creature back a little more. The creature instead raises his club but does not advance. The Doctor takes a peep inside K-9’s head looking for something to use, while still trying to keep an eye on the marsh creature. The creature slowly advances. The Doctor backs toward the TARDIS, putting K-9’s head in front of his own face in an attempt to frighten the creature back. Several more creatures enter from other passages and he attempts to frighten them off in the same fashion. The creatures group together not sure what to do. The Doctor backs away slowly for a third passage. Unseen behind him is Romana approaching slowly. The creatures, seeing Romana, lower their wapon and relax. The Doctor raises’ up, believing he has frightened the creatures back, and pats K-9’s head.] Whew! [He puts K-9’s ear back into socket, and pats his head again. Turning he’s startled back as he sees Romana standing there looking at him, as the psychochemical can be seen pulsing through her face.] 14. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. Varsh enters closing the door behind him having checked the corridor outside. He walks over to where the others are standing VARSH: We're not helping much in here. [He walks over to where Adric is and examines something from the table. Adric is messing with the Microscope and removes an Image Translator from it. He pulls out the Doctor’s which he had found in the corridor. Considering, he puts the Doctor’s broken Image Translator into the microscope, and pockets the undamaged one.] 15. [STARLINER, MAIN ENTRANCE.] THE DOCTOR: [Romana begins slowly advancing towards him] Look, you've got alien protein in your brain tissue. I haven't had time to analyze it yet, but I’m sure effects are probably only temporary. [She takes a swipe at him with her outstretched hand, hoping to infect him] Please, please, don't do that. Look, this is your problem. [He backs around her, trying not to get caught between her and the marsh creatures. She takes another swipe at him] Think about it. Psychopathology, huh? Why are you doing this? Think about it. Look! [He raises K-9’s head to show her. She stops and looks at K-9 with recognition, reaching out towards the head] Look, K-9. You remember K-9 and the TARDIS. [He indicates the TARDIS, and she recognizes it from somewhere, touching it] That's nice. Stay by the TARDIS. [He turns as Romana is now completely absorbed by the TARDIS; He pats K-9’s head again] Stay by the TARDIS. Stay by the TARDIS. [He leaves, as Romana continues to touch the TARDIS. One of the marsh creatures tries to touch the TARDIS also wondering what it is that she’s so fascinated in. She bats him away] 16. [STARLINER, GREAT BOOK ROOM. The Deciders and a number of other citizens are pouring over the manuals in hopes of finding a means out of their situation.] LOGIN: [Indicating a manual] It might be possible to close this substructure. GARIF: No, it seems as if the marsh creatures are already inside the main hull. LOGIN: The bulkheads, sir? NEFRED: [looking up from the manual he’s reading, and nodding his head] One recourse, certainly. LOGIN: Nefred, Garif, [Indicating the manual to both of them] we must close these bulkheads and these, and we must gather the citizens in here at once. GARIF: Yes, I see the plan has some merit in it. [He moves off to look at some manuals at the other end of the room] LOGIN: [Firmly] And we must do it quickly. NEFRED: [Returning to the manual he’s been reading] We must certainly respond to this crisis on a real time basis, Decider Login, but appropriately. GARIF: Decider Nefred is right, Decider Login. NEFRED: I have been constructing the histories of our relationship with the marsh men. GARIF: While a single defense response has a certain appeal, we must also consider the long-term consequences. LOGIN: It's not a defensive response. NEFRED: We need a holistic approach, I think. GARIF: [Offering a manual to Login] I wonder if you've had time to consult this manual on the peripheral unit power supplies. [Login looks on in deep thought.] 17. [STARLINER, OUTSIDE THE SCIENCE UNIT. Adric comes out of the Science Unit to VARSH and KEARA who are already standing out here.] ADRIC: The Doctor told us to stay in there. VARSH: But we're not doing anything. KEARA: What can we do? VARSH: Come on. [He moves off and after a second KEARA follows him. ADRIC watches them go] 18. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. Login stands on the lower level looking towards the door. He looks towards the doors in worry.] NEFRED: [Quoting out of one of the manuals] " ... That the marsh creatures, though they rarely speak, are the possessors of instincts.” GARIF: Furthermore, they have amazing powers of adapting to new situations. NEFRED: [Just outside the sealed doors of the Great Hall of Books, a number of Marsh men are pounding on the doors] Yes, their emotions to be marsh creatures, breathing air through their gills. GARIF: So you can see the difficulty. LOGIN: So you're suggesting that we do nothing. GARIF: Well, nothing too precipitate. Whatever measures we do, they will adjust to. LOGIN: And that is your conclusion from all this knowledge, do nothing! NEFRED: This knowledge and more. [Outside the creatures continue to batter at the double doors] The assistant deciders concur? GARIF: They do. NEFRED: Hasty action will only add to the general sense of panic. [The Marsh creatures manage to pry open the double doors and enter the room. There is panic and screaming from the people inside the room] LOGIN: Evacuate! 18. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. People run trying to get away from the menace.] 19. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR INTERSECTION. The Doctor walks down a corridor with K-9’s head in hand, but presses himself against the wall as he hears foot steps approaching. When he sees who it is, VARSH, KEARA, and ADRIC, he’s not pleased.] THE DOCTOR: I thought I told you three to stay put. VARSH: We want to help. KEARA: Doctor, where's Tylos? THE DOCTOR: [Gravely] He's dad. [The Doctor moves off down the corridor. Keara and the others look on in shock] 20. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. There is stunned panic as the creatures advance into the room. The creatures start climbing the tiers, and begin ripping books and papers off shelves. A group of horrified people back away in horror, not sure what to do.] LOGIN: [Motioning] Nefred! [Nefred, who is on the upper tier as marsh men approach him, slides himself onto the second tier. The Marsh men begin attacking and klling the horrified group of citizens. Nefred, who makes it over the third tier to ground level with the help of the other two Deciders, is savagely slashed by one creature just as he makes it over. They hastily drag the still conscious but wounded Nefred away as fast as they can.] 21. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. The Doctor is fiddling about on the work bench THE DOCTOR: [To VARSH, KEARA, and ADRIC who are standing nearby] Lock that door and barricade it. [They move off to do so] 22. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. Login and Garif drag a wounded Nefred along. Stopping at an intersection they see more marsh men down the corridor they were about to take, and still more follow behind them from the way they came. They hurry off down the corridor in front of them] 23. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. VARSH and KEARA are barricading the door with whatever they can find. ADRIC comes over to the Doctor who is still fiddling around at the work bench] THE DOCTOR: Dexeter's been doing DNA analysis. [The Doctor turns on the microscope only to have it flash and spark. Adric slowly pulls out the part he appropriated and begins to set it on the bench. The Doctor pulls out the faulty Image Translator from the microscope and sets it down in frustration. He grabs the working unit out of Adric’s hand as he is about to set it down, and holds it up] Adric! ADRIC: It is what you wanted, isn't it? For the TARDIS. THE DOCTOR: But it's other people's property. Do you think its right going around taking other people's property? ADRIC: Sometimes. THE DOCTOR: [The Doctor begins putting the working unit back into the microscope] Well, if it works on the TARDIS, it would definitely prove we were in E-space. ADRIC: E-space? THE DOCTOR: Yes, the Exo Space-Time Continuum, outside our own universe. I suspect that what we came through-- look, do you mind if we do one thing at a time? [Adric doesn’t say anything] Good. Now for a short course in Cyto-genetics. [He begins looking through the Microscope] 24. [STARLINER, EMERGENCY HATCH. A group of citizens hurry over the open Emergency hatch and peer out into the mist. The two deciders, carrying Nefred enter and set the wounded Nefred on the ground. Login looks over and realizes ... ] LOGIN: Close the emergency hatch! [They close the hatch door. To another group of citizens who are standing nearby] See that the bulkheads are each closed on each end of this section. [They leave up a pair of stairs as Login goes back over to Nefred’s side] 25. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. The Doctor is preparing slides] ADRIC: So you've got spider tissue and the marsh creature. VARSH: [Coming over with another slide] And here's the first slide of batch 3. THE DOCTOR: Thank you. [He looks into the Microscope, after he puts the new slide under. The pattern is familiar] Oh! Tsk, tsk. [Raises his head from the Microscope] Alas, poor Dexeter. Reduced to a tangle of stained chromosomes. KEARA: [Coming over, she holds up a vial of liquid] It's ready, doctor. THE DOCTOR: [He takes the vial from her, smells it and holds it up to the light] Yes. Well, that should put Romana to rights. 26. [STARLINER, OUTSIDE THE SCIENCE UNIT. Marsh men begin beating of the barricaded door] 27. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. The doors begin to bulge a little under the onslaught outside. Everyone turns to look at this, including the Doctor who is still holding the vial] 28. [STARLINER, EMERGENCY HATCH. Garif and Login have Nefred propped up against the wall, his wound is clearly visible on his head. A group of citizens stand nearby watching silently] NEFRED: [Struggling for the words] Login, Garif, we have procrastinated too long. If you survive this... LOGIN: Yes! NEFRED: ... Seek out the Doctor. He can teach you to fly the starliner. It is my wish that you all leave... Alzarius. [GARIF slowly helps him to lie down] LOGIN: And return to Terradon? No, we cannot return to Terradon. GARIF: What if the Doctor shows us how? NEFRED: We cannot return. LOGIN: Why? NEFRED: Because we have never been there. [With that NEFRED dies, and Login looks up to GARIF in puzzlement.] 29. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. VARSH and ADRIC try to keep the doors closed by using their strength to push the barricaded equipment into the door so it doesn’t move. However the doors are bulging open even more as the marsh men continue to push into the room. Eventually the marsh men are able to fully open the doors with their combined strength] 30. [STARLINER, EMERGENCY HATCH. Garif is standing over the body of NEFRED in a vain hope that he might stir again. LOGIN stands nearby in thought.] GARIF: Decider Nefred, what are we to do? Tell us. Tell us what to do. LOGIN: [Coming to a decision] He's already told us what to do. Garif, we must find the Doctor. [He leaves determinedly, followed by Garif reluctantly, and several other citizens] 40. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. The Marsh men have broken in and are beginning to break equipment. The Doctor and his group are pinned against the wall watching this] THE DOCTOR: You understand? Avoid all contact. Avoid all contact. [The marsh men see them and begin to advance towards them. The Doctor slowly moves as the marsh men slowly advance towards them] Adric! Adric, the serum! [Adric grabs the Serum as the doctor grabs a cylinder of oxygen, and holds it up. The marsh men back up in terror, and then pick up cylinders of their own holding them like clubs. They begin to advance again, but the Doctor sprays out some oxygen in hopes of frightening them back. They begin to spray their oxygen at him. One manages to pry off the top of his cylinder and rich oxygen flows out. They begin to weaken and collapse. The Doctor smiles and shouts ... ] It's the oxygen. It's too rich! [VARSH, KEARA, and ADRIC grab the now abandoned cylinders and begin to spray the marsh men with them. The marsh men retreat in pain. The Doctor goes back to work at the microscope and unseen to him Romana peaks at them all through a nearby window into the corridor. She manages to push open the window panel without anyone hearing her because of the nearby nose of the hissing oxygen and the screams of the marsh men. She enters the room, looking intently at the Doctor. KEARA turns and sees Romana] KEARA: Doctor, look out! [Romana raises her hands for an attck and approaches the Doctor. The Doctor backs away. Adric, who is watching nearby, starts spraying her with oxygen. She goes after Adric swiping at him. Adric keeps spraying her and eventually she collapses from the oxygen] THE DOCTOR: Quick, the serum! 41. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR INTERSECTION. Login pokes his head around the corner looking for marsh men. Seeing none he cautiously rounds the corner and continues on down the corner, followed by GARIF and a host of citizens. The hiss of oxygen cylinders being fired is suddenly heard from somewhere] 42. [STARLINER, ANOTHER CORRIDOR INTERSECTION. The deciders enter but press themselves against the corridor wall as several marsh men are being pushed back by the bursts of oxygen from VARSH and ADRIC’s cylinders. When VARSH and ADRIC pass by LOGIN makes his presence known] LOGIN: Where's the Doctor? ADRIC: [Abandoning his asault on the marsh men] Follow us! [He rushes off back the way they came followed by the deciders. Varsh lags behind, watching out for the marsh men] 43. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. Romana is unconscious on an examination couch. The Doctor and Keara stand next to her. THE DOCTOR: Good! [He hands Keara the empty serum cylinder] KEARA: Suppose it doesn't work? THE DOCTOR: If it doesn't work, she's dad. How long's it supposed to be since the starliner crashed? KEARA: 40 generations. THE DOCTOR: 40 generations. That's a good round figure. Can't be right, though. KEARA: Why not? THE DOCTOR: [Going over the microscope, he puts a slide in and proceeds to look at it through the microscope] Well, evolution goes in quantum leaps, but doesn't go that fast. KEARA: What are you doing? THE DOCTOR: Carrier type comparisons. Yes. Definitely morphological similar carrier types. [Behind him, unseen Romana awakens] Plus the inversions in bands 8 to 10 might be significant. I need to establish how long the evolutionary process has taken. KEARA: From spiders to marsh creatures? THE DOCTOR: From spiders to marsh creatures and beyond. ROMANA: [Out of View] You could try gel electrophoresis. THE DOCTOR: That's a good idea. [Suddenly realizing who said that he looks up wide eyed. Romana is sitting up grinning, all trace of the psychochemical gone from her veins] 44. [STARLINER, MAIN ENTRANCE. Tylos's body is lying on the ground, his veins show the presence of the psycho chemical. Login, Garif, Varsh, and Adric enter. Login goes over to Tylos’s body, while Varsh goes over and shuts all the interior bulkhead doors] LOGIN: Tylos! VARSH: Don't touch him! [He spots something on the other side of the room] Look out! [A Marsh man is trying to get through a broken window panel into this section. Varsh opens one of the bulkhead doors again so the deciders and the others can escape. Varsh and Adric begin letting the marsh men have it with the oxygen. The Deciders stop waiting for them to follow] We're all right, go on! LOGIN: We'll find the doctor, come on! [Everybody leaves except ADRIC and VARSH who are still holding the marsh men back with the oxygen. ADRIC’s stream suddenly begins to visibly lessen.] ADRIC: My cylinder is running out! VARSH: Leave this to me. Go and get more oxygen! ADRIC: [Puts his hand on Varsh’s shoulder] I can't leave you on your own! VARSH: Adric, don't argue! [Adric leaves while Varsh tries to continue to hold back the Marsh man. While the marsh man is still recovering, Varsh goes into the corridor and begins to close the bulkhead door from the corridor side. However, the marsh man is able to crawl through the window in the main entrance area, and Varsh is forced to start asault it with oxygen again.] 45. [STARLINER, SCIENCE UNIT. Romana is now looking through the microscope now while the Doctor and Keara watch her] ROMANA: 40 generations? More like 4,000 generations. KEARA: Since the star liner crashed? THE DOCTOR: Yes. The deciders procrastinated more than we thought. KEARA: Can I see? [Romana nods and lets her look into the microscope] How can you tell all that from the marsh creature cells? THE DOCTOR: That's not the marsh creature. That's Dexeter. KEARA: [Looking up] Dexeter? THE DOCTOR: [Romana puts another slide under the microscope. The cells appear the same as the first slide] That's the marsh creature. [Romana puts another slide under and through the view of the microscope this one also appears the same as the first one] And that's the spider. KEARA: The same cells. THE DOCTOR: Adric! [Adric rushes in and grabs another cylinder] ADRIC: Varsh is trapped! THE DOCTOR: What? [Adric rushes out] 46. [STARLINER, MAIN ENTRANCE. VARSH is still holding the marsh creature at bay with his oxygen cylinder. Another creature begins forcing its way into the room through the busted window panel. Seeing that his oxygen is now gone ... ] VARSH: [Screaming down the corridor] ADRIC! [He runs out into the corridor and, using a manual wheel, begins to close the bulkhead door in an attempt to lock the marsh creatures in the main entrance area. However before the door closes all the way, a marsh creature reaches through and grabs his leg, dragging him into the main entrance area. Adric comes running around the corner just in time to see this.] ADRIC: Varsh! [He runs over and grabs Varsh’s hand. However he can’t hold him due to the marsh creature’s enormous strength and Varsh is pulled through into the main entrance area as the bulk head door shuts between them. The marsh creature drags Varsh across the room. On the other side Adric is turning the wheel to open the bulkhead door. The Doctor rounds the corridor followed by Keara and Login. They enter only to find the marsh men now gone and Varsh’s body lying on the ground. Adric and Keara lean over the body.] THE DOCTOR: Is he dad? [Adric nods] Poor Varsh. [The Doctor stands and addresses Login] Have you any more oxygen? LOGIN: [Nodding] As much as you want. We have an electrolytic power system THE DOCTOR: Which will actually make the stuff? LOGIN: Yes. THE DOCTOR: Splendid. Enough to fill the whole starliner? LOGIN: Well, I'll see what I can do. [He leaves to go arrange this] KEARA: He saved our lives. [She goes to Varsh’s belt and pulls off a piece of rope, the same type of “badge” that Tylos had shown him earlier in the cave. She hands it to ADRIC] You'd better keep this for him. [Adric holds it in his hand, not sure what to say or do] 47. [STARLINER, CONTROL STATION. A crewman is pressing buttons left right and center] COMPUTER VOICE: Oxygen supply to all areas. Oxygen supply to all areas. Oxygen supply to all areas. 48. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. The marsh men are retreating from the oxygen that is now being pumped throughout the star liner] 49. [STARLINER, #1 EMERGENCY HATCH. The marsh men make for the emergency hatch which is still closed, trying to find the way out. The Doctor, Login, and Garif come down a stairwell and stop watching the marsh men] GARIF: We've got to kll them. kll them! THE DOCTOR: [Holding up his hand] No. No, I think we should let them go. GARIF: [Uncomprehending] What? [They watch as one of the marsh men figures out how to turn the wheel to make the door open] THE DOCTOR: Look! [He goes over to the now open hatch as the marsh men all pile out through the door. Looking out after them into the mists he turns to the Deciders] They adapted quickly. GARIF: [Realizing] They'll learn to breath the air. THE DOCTOR: Yes. GARIF: They might break into the ship and wipe out the crew. THE DOCTOR: Yes. Still the manuals in the great book room will show them how to put it all together again. GARIF: [Incredulously] They could learn to read? THE DOCTOR: Yes. Just like they did 40,000 generations ago. [He turns to Garif to make his point] They're your ancestors. LOGIN: [Lost in thought] Nefred's dying words. That's why we can't return to Terradon. 50. [STARLINER, #2 EMERGENCY HATCH. The marsh men are trying to get through the hatch but haven’t figured out how to do it yet. Romana comes in, and turns the wheel for them that will open the hatch. They begin to pile out as well.] 51. [STARLINER, CORRIDOR. The marsh men continue their retreat through the star liner.] 52. [STARLINER, #1 EMERGENCY HATCH. The Doctor, Login, and Garif have moved out of the way so the marsh men can leave. More pile down the stairway towards the open hatch.] GARIF: It's horrible! THE DOCTOR: Oh, I don't think so. We're all basically primeval slime with ideas about extinction. GARIF: How can you compare us to those— [A creature comes up behind them and passes them in obvious pain as it tries to make for the hatch] --those things? THE DOCTOR: Yes, I see what you mean. I suppose they are adaptive, intelligent. GARIF: [As the last one seems to have left] Login, shut the door. [Login does so, but he is deep in thought] They've gone. LOGIN: [Considering] But how long for? GARIF: What? LOGIN: They've learned to get out. GARIF: Well, quite. [Realizing in horror] Will they learn ... to come in? 53. [STARLINER, MAIN ENTRANCE. Adric stands outside the TARDIS waiting with something in his hand. He bolts inside the TARDIS and disappears when he hears Login’s voice] LOGIN: [Out of View] So the first marsh men came to resemble the original crew of the starliner. THE DOCTOR: Yes. [He comes walking around the corner followed by Login, Garif, and Romana] The creatures most willing to survive in it. GARIF: Terradonians. We are not Terradonians. THE DOCTOR: I know you're not Terradonians. [They all stop in front of the TARDIS] You're not marsh men either, are you? Which is what they seem to resent. GARIF: I'm afraid they'll return. If they re-enter the ship— LOGIN: We must do what Nefred said. Doctor, you must fly the starliner. You must fly us out of here. THE DOCTOR: What? You mean, fly you to Terradon? LOGIN: Or any other suitable planet. GARIF: Well, certainly. This is a colony ship. We can program it to find them. [The Doctor makes for the TARDIS. Romana stops him] ROMANA: If they stay here, generations of evolution may be wiped out. LOGIN: Please, Doctor, it's our whole future. 54. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. Adric positions the stolen Image Translator on the console for the Doctor to find. He makes to leave, stops, and considers the Interior door leading deeper into the TARDIS ... ] 55. [STARLINER, GREAT HALL OF BOOKS. The Doctor is fiddling with the control panel he revealed earlier.] THE DOCTOR: [Indicating controls as he goes] sab... Power...Fuel. GARIF: [Enters carrying a book, whilst Login watches what the Doctor is doing] The system files, Doctor. THE DOCTOR: Good. LOGIN: [Grabbing the book from Garif, he opens it for Romania who starts reading it] And this is the flight manual. I've heard of it, but I've never seen it. GARIF: The pages referring to takeoff were damaged in the crash. THE DOCTOR: Shhh. Ready? [Shows them the controls] Thrusters 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5. ROMANA: Ground hold disengage. THE DOCTOR: [Activating it] Got it. ROMANA: Then it's just ignition. THE DOCTOR: [Pointing] Which is that button there, gentlemen. ROMANA: The manual is readable from there on. [She hands the manual over, and The Doctor and Romana turn and hastily begin walking for the exit] THE DOCTOR: Have a good flight gentleman! GARIF: [Calling after them] Doctor! LOGIN: You don’t want us to take off on our own? GARIF: Doctor, come back! THE DOCTOR: [Poking his head around the corner] The green button gentleman! [And he disappears around the corner again] GARIF: [Login and Garif turn to look at each other] Such a momentous decision! LOGIN: We must do what Nefred said. GARIF: I see his point, but on the other hand ... LOGIN: Garif, we must live up to our names. We must make this decision together [He takes Garif over to the control panel again by the hand and they make to press the green button.] GARIF: [Stopping them] But you will agree. It does require some thought. 56. [TARDIS, CONSOLE ROOM. The Doctor is busy at the console with the column rising and falling indicating they are traveling. Romana is busy finishing repairs on K-9.] THE DOCTOR: They asked me to stay on you know, become a Decider. ROMANA: You, a decider? THE DOCTOR: Yes. I decided not too. ROMANA: Doctor, what did happen while I was unconscious? THE DOCTOR: [Taking off his coat and scarf and hanging it on the nearby hat stand] Oh, Adric and I were too busy to think about you. ROMANA: Hmm. [She gets up and goes to the console, spots the Image Translator left by Adric and picks it up] Adric’s left us a present. THE DOCTOR: Really? [He takes the component from her and examines it] An Image Translator! Loot! [Pointing to the component] He stole that. [The Doctor considers the console] Still ... It might come in useful. [He inserts the component into the console and main view screen opens behind him] ROMANA: It works! THE DOCTOR: Yes ... [The screen shows GREEN colored space instead of the normal black] unfortunately. ROMANA: Negative coordinates. THE DOCTOR: Yes that settles it. Were out of our own time and space, Romana. ROMANA: Exo-space? THE DOCTOR: Yes. What I think we came through was a Charged Vacuum Embointment. ROMANA: [She closes her eyes. This is the last thing she wanted to hear] A CVE. THE DOCTOR [Nodding] Hmmm. One of the rarest Space-Time events in the universe. [Romana nods] ROMANA: [Motions the Doctor to the screen again] Doctor, look. The star liner is taking off. [On the screen the star liner is blasting off of Alzarius] THE DOCTOR: Well, they made a decision. ROMANA: [Sighs and goes over to K-9] And we’re trapped. Unless we can find another CVE. K-9: [Raising his head] Affirmative. [Ramona does NOT look hopeful for this. She turns to look at the Doctor, who turns with an unhopeful look at the screen ... which shows light years and light years of green tinged space ... ]	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x12 - Full Circle - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
STATE OF DECAY BY: TERRANCE DICKS Part One First Air Date: 22 November 1980 Running time: 22:24 HABRIS: It is the time of selection, my lord. ZARGO: Choose well, Habris. Let them be filled with life. AUKON: It is spirit that the Great One prizes. CAMILLA: Yet flesh and blood has its place. AUKON: I still look in vain for the first of the Chosen Ones. The Great One will need new servants at the Time of Arising. Remember that, Habris. HABRIS: My lord. IVO: Get back. We don't want you two. IVO: You, get in the line. And you. IVO: Go on, get back to the wall. HABRIS: These are the best? IVO: Yes. HABRIS: You, come here. IVO: He's not for the selection. HABRIS: I have to obey procedure. KARL: Why? Why do you obey them? You're not evil. HABRIS: Enough. KARL: You eat with us sometimes. I've seen you give my father wine. My mother, my family. HABRIS: Do you understand? IVO: It has to be done. HABRIS: Stop him! HABRIS: I can promise nothing, you understand. IVO: It's finished. Go! ROMANA: Well, Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes, I'm fine. The TARDIS is feeling a bit queasy. ROMANA: Really? DOCTOR: Yes. So would you be if you were warping about in E-space. ROMANA: We are. DOCTOR: Yes, but not you personally. ROMANA: But we are personally trapped. DOCTOR: There's a low probability we can slip off home through another CVE. ROMANA: So we are trapped. DOCTOR: Please, don't keep saying that. K9: Master. DOCTOR: Not now, K9. Not now. ROMANA: We are. Marooned in the Exo-space time continuum. DOCTOR: Well, it might be quite nice here. ROMANA: It might be. DOCTOR: Yes. We won't know until we've seen the sights, met a few more people. ROMANA: Supposing there aren't any other planets here. DOCTOR: Come on, E-space isn't that small. Something's bound to turn up. ROMANA: You are incredible. DOCTOR: Yes, I suppose I am, really. I've never given it much thought. K9: Master. DOCTOR: Not now, K9. What is it? K9: There is one isolated planet at extreme limit of scanner range. DOCTOR: Well, why didn't you tell me? Is it inhabited? K9: Habitable. DOCTOR: Atmosphere? K9: Atmosphere and gravity approximate closely to Earth normal. Day equivalent to twenty three point three Earth hours, year to three hundred and fifty Earth days. ROMANA: How did you know? DOCTOR: Oh, knowing's easy. Everyone does that ad nauseam. I just sort of hope. DOCTOR: What do you make of it, K9? K9: Localised concentration of metal artefacts suggests high technology. DOCTOR: Civilisation? K9: Low energy levels suggest primitive life forms. ROMANA: Sounds as if it's come and gone. K9: Anomalous data. DOCTOR: Well, at least there's life. DOCTOR: Yes, very nice. ROMANA: Why here? DOCTOR: Well, I put us down close to K9's energy concentration. DOCTOR: Ah. There! Look. Protective castle, village dwellings huddled like ducklings round their mother. Typical medieval scene. ROMANA: K9 said high technology. DOCTOR: Computers aren't infallible. ROMANA: Shush. DOCTOR: It's awfully nice out there, K9. Protective castle with village dwellings huddled like ducklings round their mother. Classic medieval scene. You'd better stay here. Come on, K9. Someone's got to stay on guard, and you can compute a reverse transition from existing data. You love doing that, eh? DOCTOR (OOV.): Bye, bye, K9. DOCTOR: On the other hand, they may have opted deliberately for a semi-rural culture. It's a mistake to judge by appearances. Hello. DOCTOR: Hello. Maybe you can help us? DOCTOR: We were wondering if. Should have asked him the name of his tailor. ROMANA: You mustn't judge by appearances, Doctor. DOCTOR: No. ROMANA: He's probably the Astronomer Royal. IVO: Get a move on, you lot, or you'll be late! You. (to Habris) Increase the food allowances, you'd get better results. They're too weak to work harder. HABRIS: I am the one who has to report to the Tower. IVO: You're the one who has to tell them about poor harvests. HABRIS: I'll see what I can do. IVO: Huh. That's what you said about my son. HABRIS: When there's news, I'll tell you. IVO: News? When is there ever news? DOCTOR: Hello. IVO: You're not from the village. HABRIS: Or the Tower. ROMANA: That's right. IVO: It isn't possible. There's nowhere else. How can you be here? DOCTOR: Well HABRIS: My lord. DOCTOR: No, no, no, please, just the Doctor will do. This is Romana. HABRIS: My lord, how may I serve you? DOCTOR: How may you serve me? Well. HABRIS: Your lord's command. DOCTOR: No, no. We were just wondering if there were any other scientists IVO: Scientists? DOCTOR: Yes, scientists. You know, witch-wiggler, wangateur. Fortune teller? Mundunugu? IVO: Ah! Oh, such things are forbidden. We know nothing of them here. HABRIS: If my lord will excuse me, my duties. DOCTOR: Yes. DOCTOR: I take it you don't get many strangers here. IVO: Strangers? DOCTOR: Yes, visitors. Foreign devils. You know, people you don't know. IVO: Everyone here is known. ROMANA: Well, what about people from the next village, or the nearest town? IVO: There is only the village and the Tower, nowhere else. DOCTOR: Who lives in this Tower of your? IVO: Why do you ask what everyone must know? Are you sent to test me? I am Ivo, head man of this village like my father before me and his father before him. The Lords know I'm loyal. DOCTOR: Please, don't shout. Splendid, I'm sure. So you serve the Lords, but what do the Lords do for you? IVO: They protect us from the Wasting. DOCTOR: Did you say the Wasting? IVO: I have work to do. ROMANA: Come on, Doctor. This is silly. DOCTOR: Oh, come on, Ivo. These Lords of yours, how long have they ruled over you? IVO: Forever. DOCTOR: Really. As long as that? Well, that's a long time. IVO: Kalmar. Kalmar, can you hear me? (burble) Two strangers, here, in the village. (burble burble) That's right, strangers. They were asking about scientists. K9: Halt! Your presence here is unauthorised. Explain. ADRIC: You remember me, K9. Adric. K9: Immature humanoid. Non-hostile. ADRIC: That's better. K9: Your presence is still unauthorised. Explain. ADRIC: I stowed away. K9: Stowed what away? ADRIC: Myself. I'm a stowaway. K9: Stowaway. One who hides in a ship to obtain free passage. ADRIC: I thought I'd join up with the Doctor and see the universe. Where are we? K9: An unidentified planet in what is referred to as E-space. ADRIC: What space? K9: E-space, to distinguish it from the larger N-space of our own origin. ADRIC: Oh, I see. That problem again. K9: These concepts are unknown to me. Doctor master will explain. ADRIC: Where is he? K9: Doctor and mistress Romana have gone in search of astro-navigational data. When I have finished my calculations ADRIC: You just stay here and get back to your sums and I'll go and find them. K9: Stop! Your expedition is dangerous and unnecessary. ADRIC: Listen, K9, I'm a stowaway. I shouldn't be here at all. K9: Correct. ADRIC: Then the sooner I leave, the better. K9: The conclusion is logical. ADRIC: Gotcha. ROMANA: How much further are we going? DOCTOR: These people are more complicated than you think, you know. Only to the next village. ROMANA: There isn't another village. DOCTOR: Hmm. ROMANA: What's that noise? DOCTOR: Oh, just bats. They come out at night, you know. What do you mean, there isn't another village. Of course there's another village. There's got to be another village. Just a minute. Maybe you're right. K9's orbital scan. The settlement was the only thing to show up on it. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Hmm? ROMANA: Look. ROMANA: Say something. DOCTOR: Hello. I'm the Doctor and this is Romana. Er, we were just passing your charming planet and we thought we'd just, er, well, drop in. Look, I know this may seem a silly sort of question, but we were wondering if you could tell us something about E-space. E-space? Perhaps not. ZARGO: What do you mean, vanished? HABRIS: We scoured the village. ZARGO: Then the rebels must have them. CAMILLA: Strangers at a time like this. Why did you not seize them when they first appeared? HABRIS: I had no orders, my lady, and there was something about them. They were no peasants, that I swear. They were Lords. ZARGO: We are your Lords, Habris. There are no others. HABRIS: Forgive me. ZARGO: More patrols immediately. They must be found. HABRIS: At once, my lord. AUKON: Wait. HABRIS: Master? AUKON: I will discover the whereabouts of these strangers. Spare your guards. ZARGO: But strangers, Aukon. AUKON: If they are still on this planet, my servants will find them. DOCTOR: Well, it's quite a technocotheca you've got here. ROMANA: Doctor, what's a technocotheca? DOCTOR: I don't know. I think it's some sort of museum. ROMANA: Oh. VEROS: Look at their faces. Look at their clothes. They're strangers. TARAK: We found them in the forest. He calls himself Doctor. KALMAR: Doctor? That's a word I've seen in the old records. It's a title used by scientists. Are you a scientist, Doctor, like me? DOCTOR: Well, I've dabbled a bit. TARAK: He was asking about scientists in the Centre. All right, it's time for some answers. DOCTOR: What, do you mean who are we, where do we come from that sort of thing? TARAK: It'll do for a start. DOCTOR: Come on, let's not talk about us. This looks much more interesting. DOCTOR: I see you've got some of it working. KALMAR: We have a generator. It gives us power for air, light and heat, and the communicators. TARAK: But no wapon, eh, Kalmar. KALMAR: When we have rediscovered basic scientific principles, we shall be able to make wapon of our own. But it takes time. TARAK: How many of us have lived and died because everything takes time. ROMANA: How long have things been like this? KALMAR: Forever. The Lords rule in the Tower, the peasants toil in the fields. Nothing has changed in a thousand years. TARAK: But it will change when we overthrow the Lords. DOCTOR: What? Isn't that a bit dangerous? I mean, a chap in the village told me the Lords protected you from the Wasting. KALMAR: You know about the Wasting? DOCTOR: Well, only by hearsay. What is the Wasting? TARAK: The Wasting? DOCTOR: Yes. TARAK: The Wasting is TARAK: The Wasting. DOCTOR: Ah. MARTA: Got you! Who are you? How did you come here? ADRIC: Oh, I walked. MARTA: I don't know you. ADRIC: Well, I don't know you, either. MARTA: But that's not possible. ADRIC: I'm looking for two friends of mine. I don't suppose you've seen them, have you? Tall man with curly hair and a silly scarf. There'll be a girl with him. MARTA: There were two strangers here earlier, a lord and a lady. ADRIC: Any idea where they could be? MARTA: They went to the Tower. IVO: What are you doing with my bread? Who are you? MARTA: He's looking for the two strangers. IVO: Let him look somewhere else, then. MARTA: No, you can't let him go out now. It's not safe. Let him stay the night at least. Maybe his friends will come for him. IVO: And what if someone from the Tower comes, eh? MARTA: What, now? That's hardly likely. Here, boy, you take this. MARTA: It belonged to my son. ADRIC: Whatever you say. Well, if I'm staying. ADRIC: You wouldn't have any cheese, would you? MARTA: Cheese? ADRIC: Never mind. DOCTOR: How long ago was that? TARAK: Years ago. Some of us were on the run from Zargo and his men. We escaped into the wasteland and discovered this, all kinds of wonderful things just thrown about, half hidden. There was even food, mountains of it. KALMAR: Some of us could still read. It's forbidden, but the knowledge was passed on in secret. DOCTOR: What? Reading forbidden? KALMAR: All science, all knowledge is forbidden by the Lords. The penalty for knowledge is death. ROMANA: No schools of any kind? KALMAR: Children start in the fields as soon as they can walk, stay there till they grow up, grow old and die. TARAK: Those that escape the selection. ROMANA: What's the selection? TARAK: Some are taken to the Tower to serve the Lords. KALMAR: So they say. ROMANA: I see you've got a lot to rebel against. DOCTOR: Just a minute. Got it. Ha, ha! DOCTOR: Now we'll find out something. I DOCTOR: Oh, must have been out of guarantee. Instruction manual would be helpful. ROMANA: Nonsense, it's just a standard Earth-type databank. I'll have to crack the entry code, but. Earth type! DOCTOR: Ah, lovely old technology. Back on twentieth century Earth, the engineers used to just DOCTOR: Definitely an Earth device. ROMANA: Ship's manifest and cargo, flight plan from Earth. So it is Earth. Crew of exploration vessel Hydrax en route from Earth destination Beta Two in the Perugellis sector. DOCTOR: Instead of which they finish up here. ROMANA: Hmm, they must have gone through a CVE as well. Ship's officers, Captain Miles Sharkey, Navigational officer Lauren MacMillan, Science officer Anthony O'Connor. Identification pictures follow. It's still legible. DOCTOR: Yes, not bad after a thousand years in memory. TARAK: Those faces! DOCTOR: Yes, long since d*ad. TARAK: I was a Tower guard before I joined Kalmar. I saw them every day. DOCTOR: What? TARAK: But, as you say, it can't be. DOCTOR: Who did you see every day? TARAK: The three who rule. The King, his Queen. DOCTOR: That's two. TARAK: And Aukon, the councillor. No, I'm sorry, I see their faces everywhere. If you knew these people, Doctor DOCTOR: Well, I think it's time we got to know them, don't you, Romana? VEROS: They're supposed to be our prisoners, or have you forgotten that? KALMAR: No. While I lead, I will make the decision. They are free to go. DOCTOR: Thank you. ROMANA: It's getting dark suddenly. DOCTOR: Night must fall, Romana, even in E-space. ROMANA: Doesn't feel natural. There's that noise again. DOCTOR: Never mind. It's bats. Quite harmless. DOCTOR: Ow! Well, in theory. That one was a bit carnivorous. ROMANA: Do you mind if we get a move on? DOCTOR: Come on! ROMANA: Look!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x13 - State of Decay - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
STATE OF DECAY BY: TERRANCE DICKS Part Two First Air Date: 29 November 1980 Running time: 23:16 HABRIS: You are awaited at the Tower. Come. HABRIS: Stop. Wait here. Do not move. DOCTOR: Funny about the windows. ROMANA: What windows? DOCTOR: Yes, and then there's the general architectural style. Would you call it rococo? ROMANA: No, I wouldn't. DOCTOR: Just testing a theory. ROMANA: Oh. Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? ZARGO: Greetings. DOCTOR: Greetings. How do you do? I'm the Doctor. ROMANA: I'm Romana. ZARGO: We know who you are. CAMILLA: We know everything here. DOCTOR: Gosh. ZARGO: What we do not know is why you are here. DOCTOR: Oh, er, well, we were just admiring your tower. Weren't we admiring the tower? CAMILLA: It was built many generations ago, before living memory. ZARGO: You are space travellers? ROMANA: Doesn't that surprise you? ZARGO: Nothing surprises us. A little refreshment? ZARGO: May you both enjoy your visit. CAMILLA: As we will enjoy having you. DOCTOR: Well, you certainly do very well for yourselves here. ZARGO: We struggle to retain some remnants of civilisation. On an isolated, primitive planet like this, it isn't easy. DOCTOR: No, no, indeed. Still, you do better than the peasants. Bull's blood, I think. CAMILLA: The peasants are simple folk. Richer fare would only distress them. DOCTOR: Quite right. Probably give them indigestion. There's nothing worse than a peasant with indigestion. Makes them quite rebellious. I hear you've been having trouble that way. CAMILLA: There are always a few ungrateful ones who do not appreciate all that we do for them. ROMANA: And what do you do for them, apart from saving them from gluttony? ZARGO: We protect them. CAMILLA: There are many dangers on this planet. DOCTOR: Ah well, toodle-oo. ROMANA: Ow! DOCTOR: Sorry. Are you all right? ROMANA: Yes, it's nothing. It's a tiny cut. CAMILLA: You've hurt yourself. Let me see. Please, let me see. ROMANA: Really, there's no need to make such a fuss over a few drops of blood. ZARGO: Doctor, you still have not told us why you came here. ROMANA: Bad luck, mostly. DOCTOR: Yes, we were blown off-course. ROMANA: A universe off-course. DOCTOR: We were hoping you'd tell us how you got here, or better still, how to get back. ZARGO: I fear we cannot help you. Our records say we came from some distant planet. A freak accident. CAMILLA: We can never return home. Our technology is lost. DOCTOR: Such a pity. CAMILLA: However, there are compensations. ADRIC: So every so often these guards just turn up, sort out a few young people and take them to the Tower? MARTA: It is the custom. ADRIC: And they become guards? MARTA: A few. But most of them, no. Yesterday they took our son. ADRIC: Why do you stand for it? MARTA: It is our place to serve. Besides, resistance would be useless. MARTA: Our son, Karl, tried to run. IVO: Karl will be chosen for a guard. I have Habris' word on it. ADRIC: Someone should stand up to these Tower people. IVO: Those who speak out against them die, silently, at night. MARTA: There were rumours that there were a band of rebels in the wastelands, but no one knows for sure. Our son Karl tried to join them IVO: Enough, woman! And you, boy, get on with your work. If your luck holds, they may not notice you. ADRIC: Look, you've been very kind and I'm grateful, but if the Doctor doesn't turn up soon I shall go and look for him. MARTA: No, you must stay here. ADRIC: Why? What can I do here? IVO: Survive, if you're lucky. MARTA: Work, sleep, serve the Lords faithfully and well, and they'll allow you to live until you die, worn out. That's all there is for us. ADRIC: Not for me. HABRIS: All of you! IVO: What are you doing here, Habris? The selection was yesterday. HABRIS: There's to be another. MARTA: So soon? It's against all custom. HABRIS: The orders are from the Tower. Do you question them? And you. HABRIS: Lord Aukon himself is here. AUKON: Interesting. AUKON: A mind that shields itself. One who pretends to be a dull and stupid peasant, but who is different. ADRIC: Who, me? AUKON: You. You, come with me. ADRIC: Why? AUKON: Spirit too, I see. Excellent. ADRIC: Come with you? What's in it for me? AUKON: Wealth, power, dominion over this world, and over many others. DOCTOR: Surely you realise something here must be wrong? ZARGO: Wrong? DOCTOR: Yes. CAMILLA: What is, is. DOCTOR: No. What is, is wrong. Look, societies develop in varying ways. Yours just seems to be sinking back into some sort of primitivism. Wouldn't you say so? ROMANA: Oh, yes. In terms of applied socioenergetics, it's losing its grip on level two development. DOCTOR: On level two? ROMANA: A society that evolve backwards must be subject to some even more powerful force restraining it. DOCTOR: An even more powerful force? ZARGO: How very mysterious. DOCTOR: Well, mysterious or not, those rebels seem to think the power emanates from you. CAMILLA: They flatter us. ZARGO: In any society there is bound to be a division. The rulers and the ruled. DOCTOR: A division? Yawning chasm, I'd say. Wouldn't you? ROMANA: No, I'd say a sociopathetic abscess. DOCTOR: Oh, I wish I'd thought of that. That's a good diagnosis. Yes, I've never seen such a state of decay. CAMILLA: Be careful, Doctor. We have acquired great powers. DOCTOR: Ah. ZARGO: There must be rulers. A ship of state must have a pilot. DOCTOR: What did you say? ZARGO: Ship of state. CAMILLA: No. DOCTOR: Ship of state? ZARGO: A metaphor. DOCTOR: Ah. It's just odd, you see, that he should mention that, because Romana and I have just been at your ship's old manifest and I can't remember what the ship was called but Romana might be able to remember. What was it called, Romana? ROMANA: Hydrax. DOCTOR: Yes, Hydrax. Does that mean anything to you? Hydrax? Hydrax? ZARGO: Where did you see this? CAMILLA: Be silent. ZARGO: Those records were destroyed. CAMILLA: I said be silent. DOCTOR: No, please don't be silent. It's so fascinating. HABRIS: My lord, it is time. ZARGO: How dare you interrupt us! HABRIS: Aukon has seen the sign. The Arising is at hand. CAMILLA: The Arising? Leave us. ZARGO: We must go to him. CAMILLA: We shall resume this later. If you need anything, there are guards outside the door. Many guards. DOCTOR: You know something? I don't think they want to be followed. Let's sit down. DOCTOR: Oh yes, this is much more comfortable. What were those Hydrax officers called? ROMANA: Captain Miles Sharkey, Navigation Officer Lauren MacMillan, Science Officer Anthony O'Connor. DOCTOR: That's very good. Have you ever heard of the Brothers Grimm? ROMANA: This is no time for fairy tales. DOCTOR: They also discovered the Law of Consonantal Shift. How language changes over the years. ROMANA: You mean the hard sounds softening, B's becoming V's and so on. DOCTOR: Hmm. ROMANA: Camilla, Aukon and Zargo. Wait a minute. Sharkey, Zharkey, Zarkey, Zar, Zargo. The same name passed down through generations. DOCTOR: That's right. And MacMillan becomes? ROMANA: Camilla. DOCTOR: And O'Connor becomes? ROMANA: Aukon. The descendants of the original ship's officers. DOCTOR: Yes. And this is the original ship. The pilot here, co-pilot there. No, no, no, pilot there, co-pilot here. Instrument banks there, control panels there. ROMANA: You mean this is the Hydrax, the explorer ship? DOCTOR: Yes. Do you fancy exploring it? ROMANA: Mmm. DOCTOR: Inspection hatch. ROMANA: Ahem. Doctor? DOCTOR: Shush. Inspection hatch. ROMANA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Hmm? DOCTOR: Romana, I've found the inspection hatch. AUKON: When my servants were seeking the Doctor, I sensed another alien mind not far away. I traced it to the village and here he is. The first of the Chosen Ones, at last. ZARGO: But he is an alien. He must have come with the two strangers. CAMILLA: The Chosen Ones were to be from amongst the peasants. AUKON: We have bred dullness, conformity, obedience into those clods for twenty generations. Unfortunately, we have also bred out just those qualities we need for other purposes. ZARGO: This disturbs me, Aukon. CAMILLA: We have been talking to this Doctor and his companion. ZARGO: The Doctor's mind is powerful, but he is dangerous. He must die. AUKON: Not before I have questioned him. ZARGO: I say he is dangerous and must die. The boy too. We need no aliens to join us. Let him feed the Great One with his blood. AUKON: The boy is still young. His mind is strong, clear, but malleable. We can make of him what we wish. CAMILLA: Aukon is right. What does it matter where he comes from? Once he is initiated, he is ours. We must increase our numbers as the Great One commands or he will be angry. And such a handsome child. AUKON: I will take him to be prepared. Come. KALMAR: They're taken, then. cptive in the Tower, all three. TARAK: What are we going to do about it? KALMAR: What do you mean? TARAK: This Doctor is our only gleam of hope in a thousand years. Are you going to let Zargo and the rest destroy him? KALMAR: Perhaps they won't harm him. TARAK: They'll kll him, Kalmar. Him and the girl. You know their powers. They'll sense he's a danger to them and they'll destroy him. KALMAR: Perhaps. It's out of our hands now. TARAK: It needn't be. KALMAR: What can we do? TARAK: attck the Tower, rescue them. KALMAR: A handful of men with knives and bows and spears, and the power of the three to face if we do get past them? TARAK: Will you stay here forever fiddling with this technological junk? KALMAR: We need knowledge to attck the Lords. We must wait until we are ready. TARAK: Wait? For how long? A few more generations? KALMAR: If necessary, yes. TARAK: And you think the same? Will anyone come with me to the Tower? Or must I go alone. VEROS: Kalmar is right. It's too soon. TARAK: Too soon. Kalmar, you are right. KALMAR: I am? TARAK: To attck the Tower now would be su1c1de. KALMAR: Glad you realise it. TARAK: But if I go in alone, rescue the Doctor, bring him back here, he will have discovered their weaknesses, and with the knowledge he can give us, then will you attck? KALMAR: How will you gain entrance to the Tower? TARAK: I was a guard once, remember? KALMAR: So? TARAK: So, I can be one again. HABRIS: I swear to you, my lord, the state room was guarded at all times. ZARGO: Then where are the Doctor and the girl? HABRIS: My lord, they are aliens. Who knows what powers they might have? ZARGO: Absurd. They are wapon. Find them, Habris, or you shall go to feed the Great One. ZARGO: Search the Tower. Search the lands around. HABRIS: My lord. CAMILLA: You're wrong. ZARGO: What? CAMILLA: The Doctor is not wapon. He has the greatest wapon of all. Knowledge. ROMANA: We must be right inside the turret. DOCTOR: Yes. It's an Arrow class scout ship, Romana. It detaches from the main vessel for local exploration. ROMANA: I wonder why they didn't rip out all these instruments, too. DOCTOR: Well, why bother? No one comes here. Look! There's even a bit of power left in the energy cells. ROMANA: So it could still fly? DOCTOR: Possibly. ROMANA: Could we possibly jet our way out? DOCTOR: Getting out is not exactly the object of our mission, is it? ROMANA: It proved your point that this is a spaceship. DOCTOR: Shush. ROMANA: Sounds like a faint engine noise. DOCTOR: Shush. ROMANA: What is it? DOCTOR: More evidence. ROMANA: Of what? DOCTOR: I have a suspicion, but it's too horrible to think about. ROMANA: Now where are we? DOCTOR: Right in the bowels of the ship. Disused fuel tnk, I think. ROMANA: I can hear that sound again. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: What are we looking for? DOCTOR: A way out. ROMANA: Ah. DOCTOR: I doubt very much if the creature lives in the Tower, but since the Tower feeds it I imagine it lives close by. ROMANA: Creature? What creature? DOCTOR: We'll know that when we find it. ROMANA: That's nice. DOCTOR: They've been completely drained. Pipe leading. DOCTOR: I was wrong, Romana. The fuel tnk aren't disused. Only this isn't rocket fuel, it's blood. DOCTOR: You all right? ROMANA: No, I'm frightened. DOCTOR: Good, good. We'll soon be there. ROMANA: That's what frightens me. DOCTOR: Come on. Ah! ROMANA: What is it? What is it? DOCTOR: You jumped on my toe. ROMANA: Oh, I'm so sorry. DOCTOR: Shush. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: It's that sound again. ROMANA: That's not an engine. DOCTOR: No. The sound of a giant heartbeat. ROMANA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: Look. DOCTOR: Do you know what that is? ROMANA: A feeding system for something that lives on human blood. DOCTOR: Exactly. Come on. ROMANA: What is it? DOCTOR: Do you know, it just occurs to me. There are vampire legends on almost every inhabited planet. ROMANA: Really? DOCTOR: Yes. Creatures that stalk in the night and feast on the blood of the living. Creatures that fear sunlight and running water and certain herbs. Creatures that are so strong they can only be klled by beheading, or a stake through the heart. ROMANA: Or? Please, say something. DOCTOR: Whatever it is, we want to find it, don't we? ROMANA: No. DOCTOR: Good. Come on then. ROMANA: Where are we, Doctor? AUKON: You are in the resting place. DOCTOR: Where? AUKON: The resting place. DOCTOR: Ah. AUKON: I am Aukon. Welcome to my domain.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x14 - State of Decay - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
STATE OF DECAY BY: TERRANCE DICKS Part Three First Air Date: 6 December 1980 Running time: 24:13 DOCTOR: Well, I'm glad to catch someone at home. Are we in time for a guided tour? AUKON: You're a fool to mock, Doctor. There is power here such as you have never dreamed of. Can you not feel it? DOCTOR: No. AUKON: Power, Doctor! It is the only reality. Why fight it when you could share it? DOCTOR: Me? AUKON: When I sent my winged messengers to hunt you down, I sensed the power of your mind. We seek such minds for our great purpose. DOCTOR: What purpose? AUKON: At the time of Arising, we servants will swarm. You could be one of us. DOCTOR: I could? Well, you know, I've never been a great one for swarming. It's awfully kind of you to offer, but where were you thinking of swarming to? AUKON: Out of this universe and back to our own. ROMANA: You know the way out of E-space? AUKON: That is the secret of him who brought us here. DOCTOR: Ah ha! So there was a guided tour. AUKON: We were summoned, the whole ship, to be his servants. DOCTOR: Was that when you were just plain Science Officer O'Connor? AUKON: What? ROMANA: He was O'Connor? DOCTOR: Yes. Those officers aren't the descendants of the originals, they are the originals. AUKON: He has given us unending life. He summoned us here speaking to the others through my mind. We fed and nourished him until now he is ready to arise. ROMANA: (quietly) Suppose we pretended to cooperate till we get the data on E-space? DOCTOR: (quietly) Yes. No. Too dangerous. AUKON: Consider well, Doctor. Won't you join us, like your other companion? DOCTOR: Who's he talking about? ROMANA: Can't even count on this planet. AUKON: The boy will be the first of the Chosen Ones. ROMANA: Boy? What boy? AUKON: He came here looking for you. The name he used was Adric. ROMANA: Adric? DOCTOR: Adric? AUKON: You will all serve the Great One, Doctor, one way or another. If you do not join us, you will feed him with your blood. DOCTOR: No. There is a third choice. AUKON: What is that? DOCTOR: I can destroy the Great One. Off you go, Romana! AUKON: Stop, Doctor! By the power that is mine, I command you. DOCTOR: I will not serve. I will not serve. AUKON: Come, Doctor. DOCTOR: Cover your eyes, Romana. That might be all right for half-starved peasantry, Aukon, but it doesn't scare Time Lords. AUKON: Time Lords! The ancient enemies! ZARGO: Always so anxious to leave, Doctor? CAMILLA: Now is the time of our feast. ZARGO: We shall drain the blood from your bodies slowly. CAMILLA: Drop by drop. AUKON: Silence! I hear you, O great One. Your ever faithful servant Aukon awaits your command. Yea, O Great One. Preparations are complete. Sacrifice will be made. At the time of your Arising, you shall drink the blood of Time Lords! AUKON: You have been chosen. You have both been chosen. CAMILLA: Courage. It will not fail. ZARGO: Aukon still retains the power he promised to share. He swore to us. CAMILLA: It hardly matters now. The time of the Arising is at hand, and all are equal before the Great One. ZARGO: And this Doctor, what is he doing here at this time? CAMILLA: We have him safe now. Tomorrow, his spirit will be one with ours. Come, we must rest. And when we wake, we shall feed. ZARGO: Why am I still afraid? DOCTOR: There was once an old hermit from the mountains of south Gallifrey. ROMANA: Did he lead a very sheltered life? DOCTOR: Yes. Yes, he did. He used to tell me ghost stories. I like a ghost story. Do you want to hear one? ROMANA: No. DOCTOR: It's about a race of giant vampires. ROMANA: Vampires? DOCTOR: Mmm. They came out of nowhere, and swarmed and swarmed ROMANA: What did they do, Doctor? DOCTOR: Swarmed. That was the word he used. ROMANA: Oh. DOCTOR: They swarmed all over the universe. And they were so strong that one single vampire could suck the life out of an entire planet. ROMANA: One single vampire could suck the life out of an entire planet? DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: Rubbish. DOCTOR: Well, he wasn't a scientist. There are other ways of looking at life, you know. Anyway, according to the story, we Time Lords hunted them down across the universe in a wr so long and so bloody that we were sickened of volence forever. ROMANA: So they were all destroyed? DOCTOR: One of them escaped, I think. ROMANA: And? DOCTOR: Just vanished into thin air. Poof. ROMANA: Like the Hydrax into E-space. TARAK: I've been sent to relieve you. Give me your keys and report to Habris. GUARD: Why? TARAK: Don't argue with me, argue with Habris. GUARD: I know you. You're Tarak. Tarak the traitor. You ran out to join the rebels. ROMANA: When was all this supposed to have happened? DOCTOR: Hmm? When was all what supposed to have happened? ROMANA: The legend. DOCTOR: Oh, that. Oh, in the misty dawn of history, when even Rassilon was young. ROMANA: I once worked in the Bureau of Ancient Records, for a time. DOCTOR: So? ROMANA: Oh, nothing. It's just that I once came across a reference to something called the Record of Rassilon in one of the old data books. DOCTOR: And? Shush. ROMANA: And it was an emergency instruction. A copy of the book was to be installed in certain time vehicles. DOCTOR: What time vehicles? ROMANA: Oh, I don't know. I forget. DOCTOR: What time vehicles? ROMANA: Type Forty, I think. DOCTOR: Psst. The TARDIS is a Type Forty. ROMANA: Is it? Oh. DOCTOR: Yes. Psst. You are wonderful. ROMANA: Me? Wonderful? I suppose I am. I've never really thought about it. TARAK: Quick, the corridor. Where's the Doctor? Are you all right? DOCTOR: Yes, I'm fine. TARAK: Down the corridor to the left. VEROS: Still poring over those old scientific records, Kalmar? KALMAR: No, something new. Look. VEROS: Oh, you've improved the picture. What's that, more history? KALMAR: Not history, Veros, the present. We're scanning the surrounding countryside. VEROS: A scanner cover. KALMAR: With a full choice of frequencies. I only discovered the facility by accident. There's not much to see on the visible spectrum now that night is falling. VEROS: Something's moving. Can it detect life forms? KALMAR: I'll switch in infrared. Yes, someone's heading this way. VEROS: It's Ivo, Kalmar. KALMAR: Let him in. KALMAR: It's dangerous for you to come here. Why didn't you use the communicator? IVO: I have to talk face to face. VEROS: Look, Ivo, Kalmar's discovered a scanner. KALMAR: We cover all the surrounding area. Maybe reach the village and the Tower if I can boost the range. VEROS: We'll be safe now. We'll have warning of an attck if the guards come snooping. KALMAR: It's heat-sensitive. It measures the presence of life. IVO: Then it can't help me find my son. KALMAR: Karl? IVO: He's dad. Those fiends drank his blood. But you're safe, aren't you. Technological rats living safely in their little hole. KALMAR: I'm sorry. IVO: Anyway, that's not what I came to talk about. Look, something's happening in the Tower tonight. Some kind of ceremony. They'll be busy, preoccupied. KALMAR: No, it's too soon. We must have more information. IVO: For me, Kalmar, it's already too late. I shall wait until tonight, gather my people together and attck the Tower. VEROS: Ivo, no! KALMAR: No, you mustn't. IVO: You and your heroes can watch it on the scanner, Kalmar. But remember this. When they've finished with us, they'll come for you. DOCTOR: Tarak, now listen. We're going back to our ship for some information. I want you to tell Kalmar. No, wait. Tell Kalmar to prepare an attck, but not to move until I join you, all right? TARAK: Right. DOCTOR: Good. Come on, let's go. ROMANA: We've forgotten about Adric. He's still a prisoner somewhere. We've got to find him. DOCTOR: Adric? Adric? Where can we start? TARAK: Well, there is an inner sanctum. It's where nobody's allowed but the three. DOCTOR: If that thing down there's what I think it is, and if it escaped into our universe, billions of lives would be lost. Could you take me there? TARAK: Of course, Doctor. DOCTOR: Come on. No, no. Romana, you take the TARDIS and I'll take the inner sanctum. ROMANA: No, you take the TARDIS. I'll take the inner sanctum. DOCTOR: Good. ROMANA: Inner sanctum, please. TARAK: Certainly. K9: Master, the young humanoid Adric DOCTOR: Yes, I know, I know. What do you mean, letting stowaways aboard the TARDIS? It isn't a number nine bus, you know. K9: Culpability factor zero, master. DOCTOR: Yes, well, never mind about that. We've got work to do. K9: Please specify task, master. DOCTOR: I want you to help me tap the memory core of the TARDIS. Now, the information I want will be on the earliest section of the data core. It's called the Record of Rassilon and it's to do with (strokes his throat where the bat bit him) K9: Master? DOCTOR: Vampires. TARAK: That's the entrance to the inner sanctum. It's always guarded. ROMANA: Time for the old prisoner trick, wouldn't you say? TARAK: Come on! TARAK: Come on! Lord Zargo wishes to see the prisoner. GUARD: Zargo sleeps. It's forbidden to disturb him. TARAK: I have my orders. GUARD: And I have mine. No one must pass this door. TARAK: I will take full responsibility. The code key, please. ROMANA: No, not like that. GUARD: Just a minute. Who are you? ROMANA: Do you know the Lady Camilla? GUARD: Of course. ROMANA: I just happen to be her blood group separator. GUARD: What? Hey, you TARAK: Okay? ROMANA: Well done. TARAK: This way. We have to move quietly. ROMANA: Shush. Let's hope they're sleeping. TARAK: Let's hope they don't wake up. I've heard that when they wake, they wake hungry. DOCTOR: Well? K9: Nothing. DOCTOR: Well? K9: Nothing. DOCTOR: Nothing? What do you mean, nothing? K9: Nothing, master. There is mention of the Record of Rassilon. DOCTOR: Have you tried Rassilon, Record of? K9: Access attempted under all permutations. DOCTOR: Vampires. K9: Information on vampires totally absent from TARDIS databanks. DOCTOR: Okay, try your folklore section. K9: My folklore section contains vampire lore from seventeen inhabited planets. I will begin with Earth, the legend of Count Dracula. DOCTOR: No, thank you. Not Dracula. Emergency instructions. K9: There are eighteen thousand three hundred and forty eight emergency instructions. I will now list them in code order. One DOCTOR: No, no, no, thank you. No, thank you. K9: There is a magnetic card system on this vehicle, master. DOCTOR: Well, why didn't you say? Of course! TARAK: We could destroy them now, while they're sleeping. ROMANA: They can only be destroyed with a wooden stake. TARAK: There's this. ROMANA: It's not a wooden stake, Tarak. We're supposed to be looking for Adric, remember? TARAK: Your friend? ROMANA: I'm just wondering if we've found him in time. DOCTOR: The Record of Rassilon. DOCTOR: Oh, good. The Record of Rassilon. DOCTOR: Got it! Vampire army. Phew, listen to this, K9. So powerful were the bodies of these great creatures, and so fiercely did they cling to life, that they were impossible to kll, save by the use of bow ships. Bow ships? What are bow ships? K9: Bow ships, unknown. DOCTOR: Never mind. Yet slain they all were, and to the last one, by the Lords of Time. The Lords of Time destroying them utterly. Well, that's good news. However, when the bodies were counted (gasp) I knew it. Just like the legend said. When the bodies were counted, the King Vampire, mightiest and most malevolent of all, had vanished, even to his shadow, from time and space. Until now. K9: Continue, master. DOCTOR: Hence it is the directive of Rassilon that any Time Lord who comes upon this enemy of our people and of all living things, shall use all his efforts to destroy him, even at the cost of his own life. K9: Query. How may this creature be destroyed? DOCTOR: What? That's a good question. Let's see what it says about battle. DOCTOR: Cattle, rattle, battle. DOCTOR: Got it. Energy wapon were useless because the monsters absorbed and transmuted the energy using it to become stronger. Therefore Rassilon ordered the construction of bow ships. Ah. Swift vessels that fired a mighty bold of steel that transfixed the monsters through the heart. For only if his heart be utterly destroyed will a vampire die. K9: Query. DOCTOR: What? What is it? K9: Is this data of practical value, master? DOCTOR: Well, it might come in useful, if we can only lay our hands on a mighty bolt of steel. ROMANA: Surely not so soon. The mutation must take some time. TARAK: Maybe he's still under hypnosis? ROMANA: Adric, wake up. ROMANA: Wake up! ROMANA: I'm trying to rescue you. Come on. ADRIC: It's like a kind of dream. Someone was whispering to me about power and eternal life. ADRIC: They're going to initiate me at some big ceremony tonight. ROMANA: Come on, Adric. We've got to get out of here. ZARGO: I think not. TARAK: Look out! TARAK: No! No! No! CAMILLA: You klled him. The blood of the dad is stale and flat. I must feed on the living. ZARGO: We still have these.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x15 - State of Decay - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
STATE OF DECAY BY: TERRANCE DICKS Part Four First Air Date: 13 December 1980 Running time: 24:54 AUKON: No. ZARGO: Go, Aukon. It is too late to interfere now. AUKON: I said no. Get back. The boy is the first of the Chosen Ones, soon to be one of us. He is not for you. CAMILLA: The girl, then. Let us have the girl. AUKON: The girl is a Time Lord. One of the ancient enemies of the Great One. She is to be held for sacrifice at the time of Arising. DOCTOR: It's no good, K9. K9: Master? DOCTOR: Listen. I'm going to have to go to the rebels for help. But will they help, I ask myself. K9: Probability of indigenous dissident group rendering effective assistance, very low. DOCTOR: Shush. I'm thinking. I've got to make a very impressive entrance. Something that'll win them over entirely. Got it! Right, K9, we need a slight spatial movement and no temporary displacement. Very tricky, these short hops. K9: Information, master. DOCTOR: What is it? K9: The relative smallness of E-space should render fractional increments more sab. DOCTOR: But of course. Good boy, K9. VEROS: We can't let Ivo and the villagers attck alone. They'll be slaughtered! KALMAR: Will it help if we're slaughtered with them, just as we're winning back the old knowledge? I refuse to throw it all away. VEROS: Ivo was right, then. You do prefer these toys to human life. KALMAR: Because they are the slow secret of victory. Why do you think they are so afraid of science? VEROS: The Doctor was a scientist. Like all the rest, he vanished in the Tower. DOCTOR: Halt! Don't move. Look, I'm awfully sorry to drop in on you like this, but we do have a bit of a crisis on our hands. AUKON: We stand on the very threshold of our triumph. I have communed with the mind of the Great One and he is ready. Thanks to the blood and souls we have fed to him for so long, his body is healed of wounds, regenerated and whole once more. ZARGO: And he will arise tonight? AUKON: It is certain. When all is prepared we will go to the resting place and summon him. CAMILLA: When he wakes, he will be hungry. ZARGO: Ivo and his faithful villagers will be able to perform one last service for their masters. CAMILLA: And when they are consumed AUKON: We shall leave this miserable space trap for the real universe. Rich, fat worlds teeming with life. We shall suck their life blood until they are empty husks, and pass on to more worlds, and yet still more. CAMILLA: Countless inhabited planets all waiting to feed our hunger. ZARGO: I have served a thousand years for this. AUKON: At midnight, our servitude will end and our glory begin. But the proper rituals must be carried out, or the Great One will be displeased. Zargo, Camilla, you will initiate the boy, after I have sacrificed the girl. DOCTOR: Lack of wapon. No experience. Odds almost insurmountable. But! He who outlives this day and comes safe home shall stand a-tiptoe when this day is named and rouse him at the name of E-space! DOCTOR: Well, that's the problem. There's got to be an answer. KALMAR: What? DOCTOR: That's the question. VEROS: We must join forces with Ivo and attck the Tower. Tarak was right! DOCTOR: Yes, yes. KALMAR: Where is Tarak now? We dare not attck the Tower until we are ready. DOCTOR: You've got to be ready. You people have had a thousand years to rid yourselves of this evil and now all you've got are three hours. KALMAR: Do you really expect us to believe that some great creature sleeps beneath the Tower and is about to awake and destroy us? DOCTOR: Where do you think Zargo and his friends got their powers? KALMAR: I don't know. DOCTOR: No, and that's the very devil of it. If I had any instruments with me, I could show you. KALMAR: The scanner. DOCTOR: Scanner. Scanner? KALMAR: The console you got working for us. I discovered another facility. DOCTOR: Range? KALMAR: It should reach the Tower. DOCTOR: Right, Now, Kalmar, you'll see I'm telling you the truth. Gather round, gentlemen. Hang on a minute, hang on a minute. It'll take a moment or two for the picture to steady. There we are. Oh, it seems to scan right through the spectrum. KALMAR: There's the Tower. DOCTOR: Yes. The spectrum's a bit weak at the moment. Infra-red. Picking up sleeping life forms. Now we're going into x-ray. Watch the area below the Tower. DOCTOR: Oh. VEROS: What is it? DOCTOR: The heartbeat of the Great Vampire. Well, Kalmar? KALMAR: See if you can raise Ivo on the communicator. ADRIC: So the vampires in the stories are just pale imitations of the real thing? ROMANA: If the Doctor's suspicions are right. ADRIC: Oh yes, the Doctor. Is he coming back from the TARDIS? ROMANA: Well, we were supposed to join him there after we'd rescued you. ADRIC: Only you didn't, did you. ROMANA: Didn't what? ADRIC: Rescue me. Tarak got klled, you got caught, and the Doctor's safely out of it. He can clear off in the TARDIS whenever he likes. ROMANA: How dare you, Adric! ADRIC: It looks as if this is one time the goodies don't win after all. Still, I'm all right, aren't I. ROMANA: Oh yes, you are all right. You haven't done so much better yourself. You stow away in our TARDIS, you expect us to ADRIC: Now look! I've been offered a partnership. Power and eternal life, they said. ROMANA: They are vampires, Adric. Do you want to become one of them? ADRIC: You said yourself, you're on the menu. If it's a choice between that and joining the diners, I mean, there's no sense in two of us getting the chop. ROMANA: When the Doctor gets back from the TARDIS, he is going to need your help. ADRIC: Why am I being kept prisoner like this? She's the sacrifice, not me. I'm supposed to be a Chosen One. ADRIC: I'm sorry, Time Lady. One of my family's died for your lot already. I reckon one's enough. ROMANA: Adric, do you know what happens to vampires when they die? ADRIC: But they don't die, do they, Aukon. AUKON: Release him, and prepare him for the ceremony. Prepare the sacrifice also. AUKON: It is time. DOCTOR: Our HQ, the Tower. Now, we can take the Tower between us. DOCTOR: Yes, well, I'm pretty sure of that. IVO: But what about Aukon? DOCTOR: Aukon and his friends will be distracted by the ceremony. IVO: But what about the guards? DOCTOR: Well, there are ways of dealing with guards. IVO: But how do we deal with that? KALMAR: You said your people klled thousands of them. DOCTOR: Yes, but that was after a long and bloody wr, and they had bow ships that fre mighty bolts of steel and pierced each vampire's heart. IVO: Maybe there's another way to kll them? KALMAR: Well DOCTOR: Their cardiovascular system's incredibly efficient. They can just seal over minor wounds. Yes, there's a very practical reason for the traditional wooden stake. IVO: If we sharpened a tree trunk DOCTOR: No, I doubt if even that would be big enough, and anyway, how could we propel it? Mighty bolt of steel. IVO: A catapult? DOCTOR: Of course. Of course! An arrow of steel, and I've been looking at it all this time. Right, gentlemen, let's gather round and finalise our plans. Now, we need a group of your best men, a sort of commando force. IVO: You'll lead us then, Doctor? ALL: Yes! DOCTOR: No. DOCTOR: It's all right, it's all right. I've got other things to worry about. But, I can lend you a very useful tool. Armoured. Immune to hypnotism. IVO: Yes? DOCTOR: And a dad sht with a nose laser. IVO: Good. DOCTOR: K9. K9: Reconfigured in aggression mode, master. IVO: Yes. GUARD: Guards! VEROS: Doctor. DOCTOR: Good, good. KALMAR: Stay calm, Doctor. DOCTOR: The others have gone, therefore the ceremony must have started. Now listen to me, all of you. I want you to hold this Tower until K9 gives the signal. IVO: We will not take orders from that thing. DOCTOR: One day you'll apologise for that. IVO: Never! DOCTOR: Shush. Never mind. Just trust me, it'll work. After K9's signal, you evacuate the Tower and make your way round to the caves. If you should find Romana and Adric, see if you can rescue them and get away from here as far and as fast as you can. Got it? Good. Go. Stop. Don't forget, K9 gives the signal. ADRIC: Listen, I've got a plan. Can you hear me? HABRIS: My lord. AUKON: How dare you interrupt us! HABRIS: We are attcked, my lord. The Doctor with rebels and villagers, and some strange mechanical beast that sht men down. ZARGO: We must go back. AUKON: No. The time of Arising is now. HABRIS: Then send your servants, my lord. Send the bats. AUKON: I have need of them. The guards must hold the Tower to the last man. HABRIS: We are outnumbered. Unless you aid us, we shall all be klled. AUKON: Then die. That is the purpose of guards. Go. CAMILLA: When they have taken the Tower, they will come to attck us. AUKON: By the time the Tower falls, the Great One will have arisen. We shall be invincible. DOCTOR: Three scoutships, three chances. Now, which one first? This one. IVO: Habris. HABRIS: Ivo. IVO: This is for my son. HABRIS: I tried to help him. DOCTOR: Come on. dad as a dinosaur. The circuits must be corroded. Have to try one of the others. AUKON: Now, the sacrifice is make ready. AUKON: Seize him. DOCTOR: Come on. DOCTOR: One to go. AUKON: O Great One, hear us. We celebrate your Arising with the sacrifice of a Time Lord, one of the race of your enemies. Drink her soul and grow strong. AUKON: Come, O servants of the Great One, come. Drink the blood of the sacrifice. DOCTOR: Come on. Come on! What happened to all that Earth craftsmanship, eh? Just because you've been laid up for a thousand years. DOCTOR: A scintilla of power left in the energy cells, a few drops of fuel. Oh, lovely Earth craftsmanship. K9: Leave at once. Evacuate the Tower. Evacuate. DOCTOR: That should do it. Short trip, quick flip. Time to be going, Doctor. AUKON: The ship! ZARGO: What's happening? AUKON: No! DOCTOR: Romana! Right, time for me to tell you what happened. ROMANA: You sent the scout ship on a little trip. DOCTOR: Right. Yes. AUKON: He rises! See, the Great One rises! AUKON: He comes! The Great One comes! DOCTOR: Don't worry, don't worry. Have you ever heard the expression what goes up must come down? ADRIC: No. DOCTOR: I wish I hadn't. AUKON: No! No! DOCTOR: Get down! Get down! DOCTOR: There was never really anything to worry about. Their time was up. Well done. Well done, well done, well done. ADRIC: So that's what happens to vampires when they die. ROMANA: Glad you didn't join them? ADRIC: I'm sorry about that. It was just a bluff. It just so happens I was trying to rescue you. ROMANA: But you didn't, did you. IVO: Well, we've dealt with the Tower, Doctor. Now, what about this monster? KALMAR: What did you do? DOCTOR: Well, I just fired off one of the rocket ships, you see, and I arranged the controls so that it went straight up ROMANA: And came straight down again. IVO: But what about the lords, Zargo and the others? DOCTOR: Ah. Well, they just went to pieces. KALMAR: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes. KALMAR: As once scientist to another, congratulations. DOCTOR: It was nothing. IVO: There is one thing, Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes? IVO: I feel I really must apologise for the things I said about K9. DOCTOR: Go on, then. IVO: Well done, dog. K9: Your thanks are recorded. DOCTOR: There, that should do it. DOCTOR: There, that should do it. Well, Kalmar, there's all the knowledge you'll need in there. Use it well, and if that's what you want, you can be a high technological society in no time. KALMAR: We'll do our best, Doctor. DOCTOR: Good, good. KALMAR: Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes? KALMAR: If we can get the main ship working DOCTOR: Yes? Inside, you two. We just have to get on with this. KALMAR: Is there any way out of this E-space? Perhaps one day we can get back to Earth. DOCTOR: Well, I really don't know. You see, we came here by accident, but you were brought here by the Great Vampire's brain and his secret died with him. Kalmar, such good luck. KALMAR: Thank you, Doctor. DOCTOR: And you, young man, you're going straight home. ADRIC (OOV.): But Doctor DOCTOR (OOV.): You're going straight back to the Starliner.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x16 - State of Decay - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
WARRIORS' GATE Written By: STEVE GALLAGHER PART ONE First Air Date: 3 January, 1981 5:20pm - 6:45pm 1. [We open on a machine that sits in a lowly lit room. The device pumps something at regular interval, and as we pull back we see it is attached to a valve, which is in turn attached to an unconscious body, lying on a cot. The body, we see, is not human but has cat or lion like features to his face. The body glows slightly in time with the pumping of the machine. We also see that the creature is chained, and as we pull back further we see that the room is full of these unconscious bodies, each one with its own pumping device. We pull out of the room into a brightly lit drab green metal corridor. Nearby there is a set of metal steps that go up to another level. There are other closed metal doors that we can see. From a hidden speaker we hear:] MALE VOICE: Eighty... [As we proceed further into the metal corridor, we see electronic equipment inset into the wall, which beeps quietly to itself.] MALE VOICE: Seventy. . . [Further down the corridor we see a complex set of struts and beams, while on a nearby wall we see spray painted in red “ALDO” followed in smaller letters by “KILLROY WAS HERE”.] MALE VOICE: Sixty. . . [Above this we see the metal walkways of an upper level.] MALE VOICE: Fifty. . . [In the upper level we see more spray painted walls, but it's unreadable what they say.] MALE VOICE: Forty. . . [We reach the second most upper level where we see two men in Orange Jumpsuits, boots, and watch caps playing cards. They are watching the action above them whilst doing so. One of them takes advantage of picking up another card while the other isn't looking and discarding one he doesn't like.] MALE VOICE: Thirty, Twenty-Nine, Twenty-Eight, Twenty-Seven, Twenty-Six, Twenty-Five, Twenty-Four, Twenty-Three, Twenty-Two, Twenty-One, Twenty ... [On the upper level a crew of people are at their stations, on what is obviously a bridge for this ship. We pass one individual, with white hair, but a stern face, obviously the person in authority. He watches the progress of the countdown patiently, but with intensity. We move on to the rest of the crew who are a rather lackadaisical bunch, and finally come to rest on another of those leonine creatures who appears to be chained to some sort of imaging device with a screen.] MALE VOICE: Nineteen, Eighteen, Seventeen, Sixteen, Fifteen, Fourteen, Thirteen, Twelve, Eleven, Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Zero ... [There is a surge of power.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: ht it! ht it [From another console nearby, another one of the crew, Packard responds.] PACKARD: How can I ht it? He's still not visualizing. [Rorvik turns around and looks at the leonine creature in the chair to see that the screen he is attached to is still filled with static. He then turns back.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: Jump them. PACKARD: [In surprise] What the Timelines? You can't do it blind! CAPTAIN RORVIK: I'll say what we can and can't do. Well anything is better than staying here! [He gets up, and goes over to Packard's console, and hits the ignition control as Packard sits back in surprise.] PACKARD: Ignition! [The entire ship rocks as the vessel flings itself out of normal space.] SAGAN: [From another console] We have lift off! ALDO AND ROYCE: [From on the second level, the two men give a half hearted] hurrah. [Packard doesn't look pleased at what Rorvik has just done. Rorvik goes over to the leonine creature.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: [To the creature] Now we'll have to see, Biroc. [Looks at the nearby monitor to see more static] Show us where we're going. [No response] Right, [To one of the other crew] high-tension cable. We'll run it to his feet. That'll boost him. PACKARD: [Still at his console, he turns to a nearby crewmember, Lane] kll him more like. CAPTAIN RORVIK: Always looking on the gloomy side Packard. ALDO: [From the second level, to Royce] He'll kll him. ROYCE: [Producing a coin] Do yah . . . wanna bet? CAPTAIN RORVIK: [Seeing that the cable is now hooked up, to another crew member] Connect the cable and switch on. [Biroc's eyes widen as the pain of electricity flows through him. Rorvik backs away a little and watches] SAGAN: [Monitoring his console] We're closing on something. ALDO: [He holds another coin in his hand. To ALDO] It's fifty-fifty. Ok. [He flips the coin into the air] PACKARD: He's right! We're heading for a time rift! [As the coin flips higher in the air we see it becomes disjointed and phased, as the flow of time around it becomes patchy, uneven, and slow. The crew flails around, also caught in the effect. As the coin reaches its aperture, it freezes completely in spot. A console explodes and the coin comes down still caught in the effect. It slowly spins on a table as the effect begins to subside. On Biroc's monitor, a shape begins to take form, that of a rotating police box. We close in on Biroc to see that the picture is being focused in his mind, and the possibilities are unfolding...] 2. [In the TARDIS The Doctor, Romana, and Adric are all standing around the console. The Tardis seems to be slightly shaking.] ROMANA: Let's have another go [Reaches for the console] THE DOCTOR: Haven't you done enough damage? ROMANA: It's not me; it's the time rift. She won't respond to the coordinates. THE DOCTOR: Here let me have a try. [In resignation Romana relinquishes her spot at the console. The Doctor starts fiddling with it.] THE DOCTOR: Just needs a little friendly persuasion that's all. ROMANA: I have been friendly! THE DOCTOR: Probably too friendly [Romana gives him an ugly look.] THE DOCTOR: I said a little friendly. Firm but friendly. Watch. [The room stops it's gentle shaking, as the Doctor smiles.] THE DOCTOR: There. [And begins again as the Doctor loses his smile. He slams the console with his hand.] THE DOCTOR: It's jammed. I've lost control. We're adrift in E-space. ROMANA: Come on Doctor. We've got to do something THE DOCTOR: [Raising a finger] Have we? ROMANA: What do you mean? THE DOCTOR: Maybe that's it. ROMANA: What drifting? THE DOCTOR: The way out of E-space. 3. [Back on the other ship, Sagan gets up from underneath his console and punches a few figures into his console.] SAGAN: Helm readings show no space, no time just like before. CAPTAIN RORVIK: [To Biroc] Damn you Biroc. Right back where we started. Stuck in this nothing for months and months and now this. PACKARD: [As an alarm goes off] We've got damage! CAPTAIN RORVIK: Well of course we've got damage! [Pauses and calms down] How bad? SAGAN: Lane's taking a look. LANE: [From over the speaker] Lane to Bridge. PACKARD: [Into a microphone] What's the news? LANE: [O.O.V.] The outer shells torn. A rip you can climb right through. In fact I just did. PACKARD: Never mind the frills, what about the hull? LANE: [O.O.V.] I'm checking that. Nothing structural that I can see. [In the damaged area, Lane is trying to put out a sparking cable.] LANE: [Into his communicator] The electrics are falling apart though. [Tries to put out the cable with his handkerchief, while muttering. He gets a slight shock.] LANE: Ah. [Continues trying to put it out] CAPTAIN RORVIK: [From the Bridge][Into mic] Lane will you stop messing around and give me a proper report. Lane! PACKARD: What about the warp drive? CAPTAIN RORVIK: [Into mic] Packard's worried about the warp drive. LANE: [O.O.V.] If this power line goes up there won't be any warp drive. 4. [Romana is leaning on the console, her back away from The Doctor. The Doctor is punching buttons on the console and studying the results.] ROMANA: Go on then. [Turns to look at the Doctor] Admit it, you don't know what your doing. THE DOCTOR: [Nonchalantly] I don't know what I'm doing. I'm just following intuition. ROMANA: [Turning around in hopelessness] It's no better than tossing a coin. THE DOCTOR: What's so improbable about tossing a coin? Never heard of I Ching? ROMANA: Superstition. [In the background, Adric who is watching all this pulls a coin out of his pocket.] THE DOCTOR: Random samplings that affect the broad flow of the material universe. ROMANA: The Holistic view? THE DOCTOR: The Holistic View. ROMANA: [Rebuking] Astral Jung. ADRIC: [Leaning down to where K9 is sitting] What's the I Ching? K9: ANCIENT CHINESE BOOK OF PHILOSPHY ACCESSED BY RANDOM SAMPLING. ADRIC: So how does that work then? K9: ONE TRADITIONAL METHOD IS TOSSING OF COINS. THE I CHING METHODOLOGY CASTS DOUBT ON NORMAL CAUSALISTIC PROCEDURES. [Adric flips the coin in the air and displays the result] K9: AND OF COURSE VICE VERSA. [Adric pats K9 on his head with a smile.] 5. [Rorvik and Packard are still at the console, waiting] LANE: [O.O.V.] You were asking about the warp drive? PACKARD: [Leaning forward] Yes? LANE: [O.O.V.] Don't ask. It's sht to hell. CAPTAIN RORVIK: [Downtrodden] Okay, Lane. Back in here. [Static suddenly fills the com-channel.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: Lane? [Leaves the console] PACKARD: Lane? LANE? LANE! HMM! HMM! Communications are breaking up now! CAPTAIN RORVIK: [Standing next to the unconscious Biroc] what about you Biroc? Are you breaking up? Why no pictures? ALDO: [Watching with Royce from the lower level] [To Royce] He's going. CAPTAIN RORVIK: [To Biroc] You blew out my warp drive. You did that on purpose! ROYCE: [To ALDO] What a waste. Wouldn't get much for his scrap value. [Packard comes over and starts unstrapping Biroc.] PACKARD: We've got to get him patched up. We'll lose him! CAPTAIN RORVIK: [Waves him off] Typical Packard. Always thinking of your bonus. [Packard moves back to his console.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: Sagan, Kilroy. Take him below and get him fixed up. [They both get up from their nearby console and finish unstrapping Biroc, and haul him between them off the bridge.] ALDO: [To Royce a little angry] We're back in nowhere. ROYCE: [To Aldo] Well, nowhere is somewhere. ALDO: [To Royce] Somewhere that's not even suppose to exist. CAPTAIN RORVIK: [Turns around] Report from the helm. [Packard leans back in his chair with an “I don't believe this” look. Rorvik leans close to his ear.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: That's you Remember?! Instrumentation status. PACKARD: [Indicating the blown out console] What do you want me to say? [Rorvik looks at it, then closes one of the panels on the console with a sigh.] 6. [Down below Sagan and Kilroy carry an unconscious Biroc through an airlock between hulls. Passing through one door they stop as they wait for the second one to open. As they wait we close in on Biroc to see that he is in fact very awake and faking his unconsciousness. The door opens and they carry him through. In the corridor he suddenly comes to life, and brushes the men away, one being ht viciously by his heavy chain. They both roll on the floor in pain. Biroc moves off down the corridor, and then down a pair of stairs obviously in some pain. He moves to a door, where his hand hovers over the nearby access panel.] [Lane comes through a similar door, trying to put out his smoking handkerchief.] [Biroc finds the control to open the door, and goes through. Biroc goes through to see Lane standing there. Lane sees Biroc but is surprised beyond belief. Biroc eyes him coldly, and then moves through the door that Lane just came through. Lane watches him go then proceed to pull his communicator and activate it.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: [Over commlink] Bridge, yes? Lane is that you? [Lane can't quite get the words to come out.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: Well? 7. [The Doctor is still fiddling with the controls of the TARDIS.] THE DOCTOR: It's always darkest before the storm. ROMANA: [Correcting] Dawn. THE DOCTOR: Dawn. Isn't that right K9? ROMANA: According to your theory, we just press any button and hope for the best. THE DOCTOR: Yes, well that might help. [The Doctor goes to touch a control, but Romana stops him.] ROMANA: Not that button! THE DOCTOR: [Pulling his hand back.] You didn't really think I'd activate the Reverse Bias did you? It's extremely difficult to generate non-determined action. I mean ... huh. [Looks at his hand.] Maybe subconsciously I wanted to press that button. ROMANA: [Gives an “I don't believe this” look] In full flight? THE DOCTOR: [Still looking at his hand] Yes. In full flight. ROMANA: Doctor, can I have a word with you? [She pulls him back behind the hat stand and whispers:] ROMANA: Do you have a death wish? THE DOCTOR: No, I don't think so. Don't you want to get back to Gallifrey? ROMANA: You know I don't want to get back to Gallifrey! THE DOCTOR: Well, we'll burn that bridge when we come to it. It's all academic unless we find the CVE. ROMANA: What about Adric? THE DOCTOR: What about Adric? ROMANA: Well if we get out of E-Space we'll be taking him away from his own universe. THE DOCTOR: So? ROMANA: Do we have that right? THE DOCTOR: Oh, he'll love it on Gallifrey. [Adric gets up from where he was next to K9, goes over to the console, flips a coin and presses a random button. The shaking suddenly stops.] K9: HEXIGRAM 9. HSIAO CH'U. THE TAMING POWER OF THE SMALL. QUOTE, “IF YOU ARE SINCERE BLOOD VANISHES AND FEAR GIVES WAY.” 8. [In the blank white nothingness of the time lines, Biroc runs in a phased state, pushing his way forward.] 9. [From behind the coat stand:] THE DOCTOR: [To Adric] What have you just done? [He goes over to K9, while Romana goes over to check the console.] THE DOCTOR: What's he just done K9? K9: NONDETERMINATE ACTIVITY IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE THEORY YOU WERE OFFERING, MASTER. THE DOCTOR: Ah, that's perfectly alright then. [A sudden shudder from the TARDIS throws them all to the floor. The TARDIS doors open a crack and bright light begins to pour through them.] THE DOCTOR: You all right Romana? ROMANA: I'm fine. THE DOCTOR: Adric? ADRIC: I think so. THE DOCTOR: Good. [The light from beyond the doors hits part of the console, and various explsin go off on the console. The light reaches to where the Doctor's hand is supporting him and he pulls it back as if just brned.] THE DOCTOR: Ah! Time winds! [He begins wrapping his hand with a handkerchief. K9 begins smoking as the Time winds reach where he's sitting. Biroc pushes his way through the doors from the deep mists outside, still in a multi-phased state. The doors close and he makes his way to the console.] 10. [Rorvik walks over to a hand rail that overlooks the lower level.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: [To the whole crew] So now we've got a busted warp motor and no navigator. Nowhere to go and no way of getting there. [Silence] Yes? Any views on that? [On his monitor we see a graphic representation of the TARDIS.] SAGAN: Wait a minute! CAPTAIN RORVIK: A minute. We've got all eternity. SAGAN: I'm getting something on the short range scanner. CAPTAIN RORVIK: What is it? SAGAN: I don't know, but it's solid and it's moving. PACKARD: [Indicating his console] I'm getting it over here too. [Rorvik shuffles Lane out of his nearby seat so he can look.] PACKARD: Looks like we've got company. [They watch as the TARDIS spins and twirls on the scanner.] SAGAN: They're coming in to land. 11. [Biroc is setting the controls of the TARDIS, still multi-phased. The Doctor and Romana get up off the floor, followed by Adric and they observe the intruder.] ROMANA: He's out of phase. THE DOCTOR: Of course, that's how he got in. He's on a different timeline. ROMANA: But he should be torn apart! [Biroc finishes setting the controls and slowly lowers his head to rest.] 12. [Rorvik and Packard are still watching the TARDIS on their screen.] PACKARD: They may have someone who can fix the warp motor. CAPTAIN RORVIK: So why are they caught between the timelines like us? PACKARD: Well, we won't know that until we find out will we. CAPTAIN RORVIK: And we still need Biroc back, or we'll have to get one of the other ones out of storage. PACKARD: You can't revive any of them out here. You need the full apparatus. CAPTAIN RORVIK: Oh, we can jury rig something if necessary. So some of them may die. [Gets up and addresses the crew] And that cuts into everybody's profits, a cut out of everybody's bonus. You want to complain, bring it to Mr. Sagan here because he's the one who managed to lose your navigator for you. [He turns to Lane in quieter tone] We're going out to that ship. LANE: How will I find it? PACKARD: Portable Mass Detector. [Turns around and yells down] Aldo, Royce! Break it out from the stores will you! [Aldo and Royce sigh and slowly get up.] ROYCE: Let's have the keys then. ALDO: I gave them to you. [Royce shakes his head. Aldo unzips Royce's breast pocket and holds up the keys. Royce grabs the keys and takes off down the corridor] ROYCE: It's nonstop Aldo, nonstop. CAPTAIN RORVIK: [To Lane] You'll be leading the way. LANE: [Puzzled] Why me? CAPTAIN RORVIK: In case they're hostile. [Lane shakes his head in agreement for a second, and then the logic of that statement strikes him and he puts on the puzzled look again.] 13. [Biroc slowly lifts his head, and suddenly becomes fully focused in this time line. He walks around the console, and we now see that the column has stopped it's rising and falling movement. He walks over, looks at Romana, and then the Doctor, and then heads back towards the doors.] ROMANA: Can he see us? THE DOCTOR: About the same way as we can see him. ROMANA: Who are you? BIROC: [Speaking as though his voice was still multiphased] I am Biroc! [Biroc begins to make his way towards the now open doors.] BIROC: Others follow! THE DOCTOR: Others? BIROC: Believe nothing they say. They are not Biroc's kind. ROMANA: What are you? BIROC: The shadow of my past, and of your future. [He turns and leaves through the open doors.] THE DOCTOR: The shadow of his past... ROMANA: ...and of our future. 14. [Biroc runs through the whiteness again, once again in his multi-phased state, and disappears into the mists.] 15. [The Doctor is checking the controls to see what Biroc has done.] THE DOCTOR: Romana, check those coordinates. ROMANA: They're all locked off at zero. THE DOCTOR: Yes. Now listen, you two stay here and hold the fort. [Romana give him a “that's not wise look”] THE DOCTOR: I'm going to follow Biroc. Come on K-9. K-9? [The Doctor goes over to K-9 and pats him on the back panel.] THE DOCTOR: Come on. He wasn't built to withstand this type of punishment. [Pats him on the head] Come on, now, come on. [He knocks on his head]. ADRIC: Maybe it was the time winds. THE DOCTOR: Ohhh ... [Rests his head on K-9's.] [There is a zap, and then some beeping as the Doctor uses his finger to move K-9's head up and down slightly. The Doctor's head comes up.] THE DOCTOR: He's still alive! [He gets up and heads for the doors.] ROMANA: [Stopping him] Doctor. THE DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: Zero coordinates. THE DOCTOR: Yes. Ponder on that. [He leaves.] ADRIC: Ponder on what? ROMANA: Don't you see? Our N-space is positive and your E-space is negative. ADRIC: I see. Then this must be the intersection. Well somewhere near the intersection. ROMANA: If the Doctor can find it. 16. [Biroc continues on through the whiteness, still in a phased state.] 17. [Romana is hard at work on K-9. There is a light beeping noise as she does so.] ADRIC: You're sure you can repair him? [No answer] What's N-space like? ROMANA: I've just told you Adric, it's positive. ADRIC: [Nods his head] Well I must say I'm quite looking forward to going there with you and the Doctor. ROMANA: What if The Doctor and I went different ways? ADRIC: But you wouldn't would you? [She sighs] 18. [The Doctor makes his way through the whiteness, following Biroc.] 19. [Romana picks up a component off of K-9 that she has removed.] ROMANA: Now, these are parts of opps... [The component crumbles to bits in her hands.] ROMANA: ...memory. How're you feeling K-9? K-9: [His eyes light up] MISCONCEPTION OF THE FUNCTIONAL NATURE OF THIS UNIT. I NEITHER FEEL NOR FIND IT NECESSARY TO EXPRESS STATES OF EFFICIENCY OR DYSFUNCTION. ADRIC: Does that mean he feels alright? ROMANA: [Getting up] I'll have to check. K-9: ALL SYSTEMS FUNCTIONING. RECOMMEND PRIORITY TRANSFER TO 3 HUMANOID LIFEFORMS APPROACHING THE TARDIS. ADRIC: What? He's having delusions! 20. [Lane, carrying a bulky machine that beeps regularly, Rorvik, and Packard make their way through the bright whiteness. They stop as Lane checks his readings, then the beeping increases as he homes in on the TARDIS. They continue.] 21. [Romana enters the console room from the inner part of the TARDIS carrying a bunch of dusty boxes.] ROMANA: These stores really are the limit. [She blows some dust at Adric who is standing watching the scanner. He coughs in response. She goes over to K-9, and puts the boxes down.] ROMANA: Nothings catalogued. Half the shelves are empty. This is all I could find. Adric? [She looks over, gets up and walks over to where Adric is standing.] ROMANA: Adric. [He motions to the scanner with his head. She looks to see Lane, Rorvik, and Packard approaching.] ROMANA: But that's impossible! The coordinates are at zero! K-9: PROBABILITY COMPUTES AT 0.00057, MISTRESS. [She runs over to K-9 to listen.] K-9: PLEASE APPLY .67 ERROR CORRECTION TO THIS ESTIMATE. ERROR IN ERROR CORRECTION ESTIMATE ESTIMATED AT .3705. ROMANA: [Over K-9] We should do something. He'll go like this forever. [She reaches inside K-9 and does something. He abruptly stops talking.] K-9: CORRECTION. ALL PRESENT AND CORRECT. KING'S REGULATION BRACKETS, ARMY CLOSE BRACKETS, REPORT OF THE ORDERLY SERGEANT OF THE OFFICER OF THE DAY, DEFAULT IS MARSHALL... [His voice gives out as his power fades, and his head droops down in response.] ROMANA: [Pats K-9 on the head] It's all going to be all right, K-9. ADRIC: They've got gn! Oh, I wish the Doctor were here. ROMANA: So do I. Oh, never mind. It's all going to be fine. I'm fully qualified [She peers into K-9] Bring me a box. [Adric comes over and opens one, and dumps the contents out on the floor. He begins to pick through the junk that was deposited.] 22. [Elsewhere in the nothingness, Biroc has made his way to the remains of what appears to be a cathedral like structure. There's a set of heavy double doors, which Biroc stops by, admiring the structure for a minute. He pushes the doors open and enters. The Doctor comes walking up to the structure a minute after Biroc enters. He peers inside, and then follows cautiously.] 23. [Inside, what appears to be an suit of armour, although we can't see what's inside, stands supported by a stone pillar. We see Biroc enter through a door from the reflection of a rectangular mirror which is set into a wall on the other side of the room from which he has entered. He pushes open the inner doors and enters the room which doesn't look like it's been entered for a long time. Biroc looks around at all the cobwebs and dusty objects in the room. In the centre of the room is a long abandoned banquet table, with elaborate chairs all around. There are corpses in some of these chairs, all of them in the final stages of decomposition. He studies this in sadness for a moment then moves toward the mirror. He then proceeds to enter the mirror as if it were water and the chain around his wrist drops to the ground, as it refuses to go past the surface of the mirror, in front of the mirror.] 24. [Rorvik, Lane, and Packard stand outside the TARDIS. Packard circles around it, with his gn drawn. On the other side, Packard takes his gn and beats the butt of it against the side of the TARDIS.] CAPTAIN RORVIK: Well? PACKARD: It's a solid object. CAPTAIN RORVIK: [To Lane] Check it. LANE: [Checking his scan] These readings don't make sense. CAPTAIN RORVIK: Oh, give me a printout. [Lane presses a button on the device and a small strand of paper begins to print out the readings. Rorvik grabs it and begins studying the readings.] LANE: It's a ship. PACKARD: What for midgets? LANE: Or a coffin for a very large, man. [Laughs] CAPTAIN RORVIK: Yes, all right. That's enough of that. Let's bust it open. [They move towards the TARDIS.] 25. [At the Cathedral, the Doctor enters the ancient dining room that Biroc has just left. He approaches the table and blows at some of the cobwebs. Brushing them away, he sets up a cup that has fallen that was on the table. He tests the table to see how sturdy it is, then he moves over to the “suit of armour”, and now we see that there is another one next to it. WE can also see that it has a skull-like appearance underneath the helmet. The Doctor blows a cobweb off of one of them, straightens out a long axe that the other one is holding, and fixes it's helmet which was not seated correctly on it's head, blwing the cobwebs off of it as he does so. He pats it's head gently. He goes back to the other, taps it on the chest lightly, blows some more cobwebs from it. He moves away towards the mirror. Unseen by the Doctor, the one he just tapped begins to raise it's head and move, getting a good grip on it's axe. The Doctor is examining the chain that Biroc dropped, and in the mirror we see the armoured thing approach and raise his axe in anticipation of hitting the Doctor. It swings with all it's strength down at the Doctor...]	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x17 - Warriors' Gate - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
WARRIORS' GATE Written By: STEVE GALLAGHER PART TWO First Air Date: 10 January, 1981 5:10pm - 6:35pm DOCTOR: This could be a very short friendship. ROMANA: If they've got a mass detector, they may have compatible memory wafers. ADRIC: For K9? ROMANA: Mmm. ADRIC: Why don't we go out and ask them? ROMANA: What, trust them? Remember what Biroc said. ADRIC: And why believe Biroc? ROMANA: Because he was running. Keep your eyes on the screen. ADRIC: Well, then, what are we going to do? ROMANA: I'll go. If they're all right, I'll give you a signal and you can come out. If not, stay put. Especially if I do this. ROMANA: Hello. RORVIK: Who are you? ROMANA: Romanadvoratrelundar. PACKARD: Are you alone? ROMANA: Not now you're here. Can I help you? RORVIK: Or can we help you? ROMANA: It depends. Isn't that a mass detector? Rather handy for finding your way around in all this. Where are you from? LANE: Our ship. The warp drive packed up. RORVIK: She doesn't mean that. We're traders. Do you know what a Tharil looks like? ROMANA: Would that be a sort of leonine mesomorph, with a lot of hair? PACKARD: Yeah, that's him. Our navigator. RORVIK: Have you seen him? ROMANA: Vision is subjective. Particularly if the object is loosely connected to the time lines. RORVIK: What do you know about the time lines? ROMANA: My ship travels through them. So does yours. PACKARD: How do you know that? ROMANA: It must do. That's how we've all got stuck here. We are in the theoretical medium between the striations of the continuum. PACKARD: Stuck? Who says we're stuck? RORVIK: If you're time-travelling, where's your Tharil? ROMANA: Tharils? I don't use Tharils. PACKARD: You must use Tharils. How can you navigate if you can't see where you're going? ROMANA: I use a digitally modelled time cone isometry parallel bussed into the image translator. Local motion is mapped in each refresh cycle RORVIK: Yes, well, never mind all that. Biroc. Where did he go? ROMANA: That's an interesting philosophical questions. ADRIC: They may have compatible memory wafers. That's what Romana said. K9: Wafers memory compatible have may they. ADRIC: What? K9: Query imprecise. Additional data required. ROMANA: What's the matter with your warp drive? LANE: It's the main power line. The insulation's gone. A few more PACKARD: Nothing we can't fix. RORVIK: No, wait a minute. You know about warp drive? ROMANA: What are you using, continuum warp or implicate theory? LANE: Supralight speed with dampers. ROMANA: Huh. Well, it's probably your toroidal time dilators. They're usually the first to go. ROMANA: Where is your ship? ROMANA: This way. PACKARD: We don't want her snooping around. RORVIK: You don't think so? PACKARD: No. RORVIK: Good job you're not running this outfit. She must be a time sensitive, like the Tharils. DOCTOR: You're a machine. I usually get on so well with machines. I don't suppose you happen to know the way out into N-space, do you? I believe it's somewhere around here. It's er. DOCTOR: Uh oh. K9: Alert. Danger. ADRIC: Romana's in danger? Come on, let's get after her. No, I forgot. You stay there. K9: Orientation in the void dangerous without computer assistance. ADRIC: But are you up to it, K9? K9: Question irrelevant. This unit will function at practical optimum. RORVIK: That's her. ROMANA: It does have a certain legendary quality. What is she? Passenger transport? RORVIK: Bulk freighter. Full of questions, aren't you. DOCTOR: They've cut each other dad. PACKARD: Packard here. Party aboard. Make safe the hatchway. MAN (OOV.): What? PACKARD: Close the door. PACKARD (OOV.): After I've gone through! RORVIK: This way. ADRIC: Well, I thought she went that way. K9: Mass detection circuits indicate maximum reading on current vector. Probability of error (beep) ADRIC: Well, what is the probability of error, K9? K9: Recomputing. Probability of error, eighty seven point seven nine four eight percent. ADRIC: Eighty seven? But that's terrible! K9: The accuracy of this unit has deteriorated below zero utility. ADRIC: You mean you're worse than useless. K9: Affirmative. RORVIK: You two, get off my bridge. And stow that junk. RORVIK: And this is the bridge, nerve centre of the whole operation. ROMANA: What operation? What are you actually up to? RORVIK: Oh, more questions. ROMANA: Not many answers. RORVIK: These are the lads with all the answers. My team. Best drill you can get. Efficient as anything on the space race, isn't that right, lads? ALL: Yeah. RORVIK: Isn't that right, lads? ALL: Yes, Captain. RORVIK: Nothing these boys can't do when they put their minds to it. Look what Captain Rorvik's brought you, lads. A new navigator. ROMANA: Me? I can't navigate this. RORVIK: Oh, you'll be surprised to see. Fix her up. ALDO: Navigator? Wouldn't give her five minutes. ROYCE: Wanna bet? ALDO: You? ADRIC: Perhaps you could teach me to detect mass. K9: Zero feasibility, young master. Mass detection dependent on articulated sensors, thus. ADRIC: Oh, I see. I suppose you use triangulation. K9: Affirmative, young Adric. ADRIC: Then your accuracy depends on the distance between your sensors. K9: Deduction is correct. To anticipate logically consequent question, affirmative. RORVIK: Let us start her off at seventy. PACKARD: Are you sure she's a time sensitive? RORVIK: No. PACKARD: Oh. Because if she isn't, she'll be burnt to a frazzle. LANE: That's how you tell. ADRIC: You stay where you are. K9: Mass detection error resolved. Resume. PACKARD: That's it. Look! RORVIK: Yes. Not very good. Step it up. Another twenty five. That's ninety five. RORVIK: Right, cut it. Everybody here, shut up and listen. The girl was a long sht, and she isn't working out, so we're going to have to start reviving some of our precious cargo. And that'll lose a lot of bonuses if it goes wrong, and it will. We'll just have to keep at it until we find something we can use. This is a democratic ship, right? So I want to hear now from anyone who has any different ideas. RORVIK: What in the name of all that's sacred's that? Quick, boost that voltage. Sagan, can you can get a fix? SAGAN: It's not a time picture. It's geographical. PACKARD: You mean something out there now? RORVIK: Expedition gear. We're going out to it. Move! Time sensitive, huh? Don't think I've finished with you yet. DOCTOR: Poor things. Hardly any better off than K9. Ah ha. Memory wafer. gn: No Tharil shall outlive the day of the feast. PACKARD: Right, stow her below. RORVIK: No, leave her. Let's get this moving. PACKARD: What's the hurry? RORVIK: Up to you, Packard. Personally, I think we've just seen the way out. RORVIK: Not joining us, gentlemen? ROYCE: Er, well, sir, it's the string in me leg. It's gone again. ALDO: It's the truth, sir. I saw it go. RORVIK: Tragic. Right, you'd better break out one of the cargo and set it up for revival. ROYCE: Revival? What, with no facilities? We can't do that. RORVIK: I don't expect you to. We'll take care of it when we get back. Just set it up. gn: We are gn. We exist to kll. Slaves made the gn to kll the brutes who rule. DOCTOR: What particular brutes did you have in mind? gn: The gn were sent where no slaves could go. We faced the time winds and we lived. They had only the gateway to flee for safety. DOCTOR: Gateway? Gateway to where? gn: Gateway. Gateway. Gateway. DOCTOR: Gateway to where? Just as it was getting interesting. If only I had an alternative source of energy. K9: Orders, master. Orders. DOCTOR: K9. Just the chap I wanted. ALDO: Heads you choose. ROYCE: Right, that's the way it goes, I think. ALDO: No, the other way round. ROYCE: It don't matter. Works either way. ALDO: Oh. ALDO: What happens next? ROYCE: Close down that solenoid and you're away. It's not as complicated as it looks. ALDO: Go on, then. ROYCE: Er, no, well, we'd better leave it to them. ALDO: How do you know so much about it? You seen it done before? ROYCE: Er, no, not on a ship. Something usually goes wrong. They don't like it. ALDO: Yeah, because it means their bonus is up the spout. ROYCE: But we're on the all-in contract. ALDO: Switch it off! ROYCE: You switch it off! DOCTOR: Listen, K9, I'm sorry to have to ask you to do this, but all this stuff about the gateway is terribly important. K9: Energy levels critical. DOCTOR: The whole thing's critically critical, old chap. This could be the way out. Now come on, be a good dog and power up. DOCTOR: Come on, power up. Up, up, up, up. Good dog. Now. Now. What's all this about the gateway? gn: There were always slaves from the beginning of time. The masters descended out of the air riding the winds and took men as their prize, growing powerful on their stolen labours and their looted skills. DOCTOR: Yes, well, look, look, I'm sure this is frightfully interesting. Could you get back on to the bit about the gateway, please? gn: The masters created an empire, drained the life of the ordinary world. DOCTOR: Your ordinary world. I'm from N-space. gn: They came from the gateway. DOCTOR: Ah ha. gn: There are three physical gateways and the three are one. DOCTOR: Well gn: The whole of this domain, the ancient arch, the mirrors. DOCTOR: The thing is, it's not actually a physical gateway that I'm looking for. gn: All the gateways are one. DOCTOR: Ah. So it is here. The way out. RORVIK: Something we're all interested in, I think. DOCTOR: Oh, hello. You seem to have attracted a big audience. RORVIK: Let's have the rest of the recital. DOCTOR: Ah, ahem, he, er, he doesn't seem to be too sure of his lines. RORVIK: Prompt him. Go on, more. DOCTOR: All the gateways are one. All the gateways are one. You see, I'm so sorry, he's completely run down. I'm the Doctor, by the way, and that's K9, and we just happened to gn: There are three physical gateways and the three are one. This is the place from which the masters came. Here a great empire once stood, ruling all known space. SAGAN: This must be the place RORVIK: Shush! gn: For all their skills, the slaves could not approach the gateway in their own persons. But once they learned its secret, we were built, the gn robots, to wage wr on them. DOCTOR: gn, eh? RORVIK: And the secret of the gateway is? gn: The secret of the gateway is RORVIK: Yes? Yes? DOCTOR: Stop that gn! RORVIK: Move! PACKARD: There's a way out through here. RORVIK: If you know the trick. PACKARD: We'll just have to find it, won't we? RORVIK: That Doctor knows. Where's he gone? Find him! PACKARD: There he is! Look! DOCTOR: Come on, K9. Nearly there. K9: Orders, master. Access required. Immediate priority.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x18 - Warriors' Gate - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
WARRIORS' GATE Written By: STEVE GALLAGHER PART THREE First Air Date: 17 January, 1981 5:10pm - 6:35pm DOCTOR: Biroc, how did I get through the mirror? BIROC: The time winds touched your hand. It will be healing now. DOCTOR: What? ALDO (OOV.): I'll go down that way. You have a look in there. ROYCE (OOV.): Come back! It's in here! ALDO (OOV.): You first, then. ROMANA: They're looking for you. Hide. RORVIK: No! No brute force. This needs some thought. K9: Angle of incidence equals angle of reflection. RORVIK: Thought, I said. DOCTOR: But what about K9? The time winds positively blasted him. Can he pass through the mirror? BIROC: When the time is right. K9: Newton's third law of motion. Action and reaction are equal and opposite. DOCTOR: K9! If we can get him through the mirror, will it repair him? BIROC: You have in your pocket a memory wafer you took from the gn. DOCTOR: What? That's right. Yes, I have. Look. Look. BIROC: K9 will be restored in the same way. DOCTOR: Then we must get him here. BIROC: That will happen. But your hand is living matter and will remain healed when you return to the other side of the mirror. DOCTOR: So K9 can only be revived on this side of the mirror? BIROC: Where he must stay. DOCTOR: No, don't go. Don't go, please. Where is this place? Where have you brought us? BIROC: You are where you were. DOCTOR: What? The gateway still? But that's nowhere. BIROC: For the Tharils and those with us, it opens onto a whole universe. DOCTOR: I see. I see. E-Space. That's right. Yes, for you people it's a jumping off point for E-space, but for non-time sensitives, Biroc. Biroc, I understand. Biroc? He's gone again. It's like talking to a Cheshire cat. ROYCE: He's not in here. ALDO: Her mind's gone. She's dreaming. ROYCE: I knew she couldn't take that voltage. ALDO: Yeah, that must be it. There's nobody here. ROYCE: How long's she going to be doing this? We can't keep checking up every five minutes. ALDO: Plug her up again. Give her another dose. ROYCE: You're very generous with the amperage. Do you think we should? ALDO: Who's to tell? Come on, let's get on with it. We'll never get through here. ROMANA: What are you doing to those creatures? ROYCE: She's talking! ROMANA: That's right. I'm talking to you and I want some answers. ALDO: She did see something. ROYCE: What did you see? ROMANA: A time sensitive. A Tharil, wasn't he? How many more of them are there? ALDO: Where is he? ROMANA: Answer it! RORVIK: Who's that, Royce? ALDO (OOV.): Aldo here, sir. RORVIK: Break out the MZ. I've sent Packard and Lane back for it. ALDO: He wants the MZ. ROYCE: Not the MZ. What's he up to? RORVIK (OOV.): At the double! ALDO: Well, at least he doesn't want us out there. ROYCE: That's something. SAGAN (OOV.): Sagan here, Aldo. ROYCE: Royce, sir. SAGAN (OOV.): Right. You can bring the lunch over here. K9: Orders, master. Orders. PACKARD: Vanish! K9: Orders, master. PACKARD: That was an order. The MZ'll do it. LANE: Can't be sure. PACKARD: Why not? LANE: We can't be sure of anything in this place. These readings don't make sense. How can it be a shorter distance coming back than going? PACKARD: Is that what it says? LANE: All the machinery is packing up. It's bad luck having that girl on board, that's what it is. K9: Reference order quote vanish unquote. To vanish, to cease to exist, to become zero. Present environment fulfils this condition. This unit awaits next order. PACKARD: There's our bad luck. DOCTOR: I must be crossing the striations of the time lines. K9: Orders, master. Orders. LANE: This thing's getting heavier. PACKARD: I don't know. We made that trip back fast enough. K9: Mass instability anomaly. Further data required. LANE: Yeah, seemed like that to me too. Not as far coming back as it was going out. K9: Imminent decision necessary. K9: Microcosm universe system unbalanced and contracting. PACKARD: Right, close the doors. PACKARD: Packard. Oh, yes sir, yes. The MZ's ready. PACKARD: No, no, no, it's bound to do the trick. What? LANE: The girl's gone. PACKARD: Shut up. No, not you, sir. It's Rorvik. Yes, sir. Right. Soon as we can. What? LANE: She got out of the harness. PACKARD: Well, she must be here somewhere. What do you know about it? ALDO: Nothing. ROYCE: Not us. ALDO: Never seen anything. PACKARD: Typical. Typical. Come on, get the MZ outside. Come on, move! PACKARD: Rorvik's thinking of giving it a back blast if the MZ doesn't move it. LANE: The warp motors might just stand it. PACKARD: Might? We'll have to do better than that, Lane. ROYCE: Never a moment to yourself on this ship. ALDO: You pull, I'll push. ROYCE: I don't like the sound of that. ALDO: All right. I'll push, you pull. ROYCE: Right. PACKARD: Right, search the ship. ROYCE: When was the last time we had this out? ALDO: Oh, the Tharil hunt on Shapeer. ROYCE: Either we're getting old or this is getting heavier. ALDO: Bit of both, I reckon. ADRIC: We're outside. ROMANA: Pity. I want to be on the inside. ADRIC: But I've just rescued you. ROMANA: Thank you, but I have got to find out what they're up to in there. Do you know what a Tharil is? ADRIC: No. ROMANA: Well, there's one loose on this ship and they're all terrified of it. It's like Biroc, but horribly burnt. ADRIC: Where's the Doctor? ROMANA: I have seen him. ADRIC: What is it? ROMANA: I'm not sure. That machine they put me into. It projected an image, a gateway. The Doctor might be there. ROMANA: Come on, let's follow him. Follow. ROMANA: So it wasn't just a trick. There really is warp damage. LANE: No chance of taking off with the motors in this state. Should be good for a back blast, though. PACKARD: What's that, Lane? Lane, I'm not getting you. PACKARD (OOV.): Lane! LANE: There's something wrong with the electrics. I'll go and check the main cables. ADRIC: We can get back into the ship this way. ROMANA: No, it's just a breach in the outer skin. The hull's sealed. That's funny. ADRIC: What is it? ROMANA: Those warp motors are huge. Three times what they need for a ship this size. LANE: Lane again. I'm worried about these main cables. A few more inches, we'll lose all our drive power. I'm going up to check the main routings. Hello, Packard? ROMANA: Wait here. ADRIC: Romana? ROMANA: It's dwarf star alloy. The whole hull's made of it. ADRIC: Dwarf star alloy? ROMANA: Dwarf star molecules are compacted under enormous gravitational force. That's why the alloy's so heavy. ADRIC: No wonder they need big motors. K9: Alert. Danger. Warning. Present mass anomaly increasing. Dimensional contraction of microcosmic system. Orders. ROMANA: Shush! K9: Urgent request for orders. Imminent danger of mathematical vanishing. Orders. Mass conversion anomaly. This microcosm subject to imminent dimensional instability. ROMANA: Shush, K9. K9: Alarm. Warning. Danger. ROMANA: Stop him. ADRIC: Quiet! LANE: That damn machine again. ROMANA: Get K9 back to the! (she bites Packard's hand) Go to the gateway! Go to the gateway! PACKARD: Put her in the hold. Who's that boy? He must be another one from the blue box. LANE: He's somewhere out there now. Do you get the feeling it's closing in around you? PACKARD: Hmm. It's time we got back. Get the mass detector. LANE: Get the mass detector. If it's not too much trouble. PACKARD: Right, we're here. SAGAN: They're here. RORVIK: That was quick. LANE: Very odd. Seemed no distance at all this time. RORVIK: Right, now I want your complete attention for the next couple of minutes. This is going to be a nasty job. The MZ isn't something to fool around with. You all remember what happened the last time. ROYCE: Right. Lunch up, lads. DOCTOR: My goodness. You live like kings. BIROC: We are kings. RORVIK: Now listen, I'm only going to say this once. We're stuck here with no warp motors and no navigator. Now in practical terms that means we stay here forever unless we do something about it. Listen! And that means the mirror. There's a way through. You've all seen it. That's why we brought up the MZ. Will you listen to me when I'm talking! RORVIK: This is very serious. We are in a terminal situation. A dad end. DOCTOR: Such variety. Where did it all come from? BIROC: The universe is our garden. DOCTOR: Ah. So this is what it was all like. BIROC: At the height of our empire, before the Tharils became the slaves of men. DOCTOR: I notice you don't do too badly for staff. This garden of yours, the universe. How do you manage it? BIROC: We use our power for those who travel on the time winds. The vastness of space is no obstacle. Everything is ours. DOCTOR: Including her? BIROC: They're only people. DOCTOR: So you're the masters the g*n spoke of? The enslavers. BIROC: The weak enslave themselves, Doctor. You and I know that. DOCTOR: Yes, yes. This is no way to run an empire. ROMANA: Danger! The Doctor's in danger! ROMANA: Doctor! RORVIK: Well, Doctor. This is a surprise.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x19 - Warriors' Gate - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
WARRIORS' GATE Written By: STEVE GALLAGHER PART FOUR First Air Date: 24 January, 1981 5:10pm - 6:35pm DOCTOR: And for me, too. ROMANA: We must have jumped back over the striations. DOCTOR: Yes. RORVIK: You seem to come and go around here with a great deal of freedom. DOCTOR: Yes. It's alarming, isn't it? And the culinary arrangements are variable, too. RORVIK: What's the secret? Something you'd care to share with us? ROMANA: You won't get the Doctor's help by pointing gn at him. RORVIK: I negotiate from strength. DOCTOR: Much the best way, if you can do it. ROMANA: So you've mended your warp motors, then? Found a new navigator? DOCTOR: Shush. Not so aggressive. We're all in the same boat and they know it. RORVIK: Except that you know the way out. DOCTOR: I do? RORVIK: That way. DOCTOR: Oh, no, no. One way only. That's for Tharils. RORVIK: I don't believe you, and neither do my men. Do you, men? ALL: No. No. DOCTOR: A hungry bunch. Now, listen. There's nothing beyond those mirrors for people like us, except the reflection of what's here. Only the Tharils can enter your universe that way and that's a talent they're born with. The talent that you hunt them for. ROMANA: A cul-de-sac? DOCTOR: Yes. Now, unless we work very closely together, we could be caught here until the crack of doom. Oh, what's the use. Could I have one of your pickles? I had a rush lunch. RORVIK: All right, why not. It's his last meal. DOCTOR: Well, that goes for all of us. Yeah, soon we won't be better off than that chap over there. DOCTOR: When the pickles run out. RORVIK: Enough of the gossip. The secret, Doctor. K9: Orders, master. Orders. PACKARD: I don't believe it! DOCTOR: K9! Where have you been, my dear old thing? RORVIK: Is that yours? K9: Mass conversion anomaly. Alert. Danger. Warning. RORVIK: Oh, shut him up. DOCTOR: Don't say that! He may have a point. What mass conversion anomaly? K9: Dimensional contraction of the microcosmic system. Orders. DOCTOR: Contraction? This could be serious. ROMANA: It's the memory wafers, Doctor. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: He's going a bit funny. K9: Mathematical vanishing imminent. Warning. DOCTOR: No, that's not funny. That's. What's causing it? K9: Impossible to compute. Space time instability. RORVIK: Time to play with your toys later, Doctor. DOCTOR: I think not! If K9's right, and he usually is, this place is in worse shape than we thought it was. PACKARD: You can't get worse than the back of beyond. DOCTOR: Soon it may not even be that. ROMANA: K9 says its dimensions are contracting. RORVIK: Well, that's the silliest thing I've heard all day. Who's going to believe that? PACKARD: Well RORVIK: I thought you might. It's ridiculous. Space contracting? ROMANA: And time. PACKARD: At least hear him out. What's the hurry? DOCTOR: Quite a lot. How long have we got, K9? K9: Contraction curve exponential. Estimate on present data beyond capability of this unit. ROMANA: So it's starting? DOCTOR: Slowly. ROMANA: But might collapse completely at any minute. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, but it would need a huge mass to disturb time and space to that extent. Even the TARDIS doesn't weigh that much. Neither does their ship. ROMANA: It might. The hull is made of dwarf star alloy. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: Dwarf star alloy. DOCTOR: Dwarf star alloy? What are you playing at? Is it something to do with these? ROMANA: They're slavers. DOCTOR: Yes. Trading in time sensitives. And dwarf star alloy is the only material that will hold them. RORVIK: And it's very expensive. DOCTOR: How many more of those poor creatures have you got in that hulk of yours? RORVIK: Poor creatures? Each one's worth a king's ransom, Doctor. You seem to understand business even less than you understand science. This wild theory about contraction. DOCTOR: No wild theory about contraction. K9. No, K9. K9! RORVIK: Hold it. RORVIK: Your machine seems to know as much about it as you do. Get up! PACKARD: So what you're saying is, the distances are getting shorter. LANE: Like between the ship and here. DOCTOR: Yes. As the domain contracts. RORVIK: Shut up! He's playing for time. DOCTOR: Playing for time? Quite the reverse. LANE: He's right about one thing. The trip between here and the ship. Each time we've done it, it has been shorter. DOCTOR: Yes, and if I can get back to my TARDIS, I can prove it and find out exactly how much time we have left. RORVIK: Oh, gobbledygook. We can deal with this in very short order. Get us through. Time's run out for you, Doctor. DOCTOR: Hello, Biroc. BIROC: Doctor. You've seen our past, you've seen our present. You were right. We abused our power. But judge whether we've not suffered enough. DOCTOR: As you said, the weak enslave themselves. BIROC: The time of our enslavement is over. We will be free. DOCTOR: I wish you luck. But what about us? Have you got any ideas on that count? BIROC: Do nothing. DOCTOR: What? BIROC: It is done. DOCTOR: Biroc? Biroc? It's all very well for you, but RORVIK: Time's run out for you, Doctor. ADRIC: Please! Please! Just let the Doctor go. I don't know what these levers do, but it's pointing in your direction. RORVIK: Don't touch anything! RORVIK: You poisonous runt. Who is this boy? DOCTOR: Oh, he's just a friend of mine. Adric, Romana, get K9 outside, quickly. RORVIK: You'll never get away with this, Doctor. DOCTOR: Don't move, lads. It's on atmatic. DOCTOR: Come on, let's find the TARDIS. RORVIK: All right, lads, get them! SAGAN: It's on atmatic. LANE: It doesn't have an atmatic. RORVIK: Get them! DOCTOR: There she blows. ADRIC: We found it. DOCTOR: Yes, well, that's one of the advantages of living in a rapidly shrinking micro-universe. ROMANA: What are the others? DOCTOR: Other what? ROMANA: Other advantages? DOCTOR (OOV.): Ah, well, it's difficult to say. PACKARD: The ship's moved! RORVIK: Contracting continuum. PACKARD: Gobbledygook. RORVIK: Oh, you never learn anything, do you. There's only one thing for it. Right, everybody. The MZ. ALDO: I'm not going near that thing. That's a dangerous wapon, that it. ROYCE: No, Rorvik knows what he's doing. He's seen us right up to now. Hasn't he? RORVIK: Don't give up, lads. We'll go for the back blast. ADRIC: Why don't we just dematerialise and go? DOCTOR + ROMANA: No. ROMANA: We can't just dematerialise and leave them. There are slaves on that ship. ROMANA: What's happening? DOCTOR: Shush. Mass attraction. There's something moving out there. It's shaking the entire gateway. ADRIC: Look! ROMANA: What's he doing? He can't take off with his warp motors in that state. DOCTOR: Back blast. ROMANA: What? DOCTOR: Back blast. He's going to use the jets to try and smash through the mirrors. ROMANA: He's mad. The back blast backlash will bounce back and destroy everything. DOCTOR: Yes. ROMANA: It's bound to accelerate the collapse of space around here. DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: But surely that would flip you back into N-space if you dematerialised at the right moment? DOCTOR: Shush. ROMANA: We cannot even think of that with those slaves on board. We've got to do something. DOCTOR: I'm not hopeful. ROMANA: Neither am I. ADRIC: Wait a minute. There is that damaged area. DOCTOR: Yes. What damaged area? ROMANA: Of course. DOCTOR: What? ROMANA: By the warp motors. DOCTOR: Yes? ROMANA: The main cable insulation is exposed. We might be able to short out his power. DOCTOR: No. DOCTOR: Right. Stop! If I'm not back for whatever reason in thirteen and a half minutes, I want you to dematerialise. ADRIC: Without you? ROMANA: I am not letting you go alone. DOCTOR: That's an order. It's about time you started accepting orders. ROMANA: It is long past time, but how do you think you're going to find the cable? DOCTOR: With my eyes. ROMANA: Adric and I have seen it. DOCTOR: Good. Come on. ADRIC: I'm coming too. ROMANA: You are not. It's long past time you learnt to obey orders. Now stay here, and if we are not back for whatever reason in thirteen and a half minutes, I want you to dematerialise. Do you understand? DOCTOR: I like that. I think you're improving. ROMANA: It's a matter of complete indifference to me. DOCTOR: Indifference? Thirteen and a half minutes. ADRIC: I'm sure you will. RORVIK: Steady now. I want a landing that wouldn't ripple the skin on a custard. RORVIK: Good lads. Who's got control of the overload power? MAN (OOV.): I think it's me. RORVIK: You think? Listen, everyone. This isn't the MZ we're messing around with here, it's a full blown back blast. I'd appreciate it if you'd keep your eye on the controls. PACKARD: Back blast activated, and building. RORVIK: How long till full power? PACKARD: It's hard to tell with the motors in this state. About ten minutes. RORVIK: Revivals. Break out the cargo. PACKARD: What, now? RORVIK: Well, if this works, we'll need to see where we're going. PACKARD: You can't do a proper revival in ten minutes! RORVIK: We'll revive them all. One of them might come through. Well, try it. Let's do something round here for a change. ROYCE: Don't switch the light on. ALDO: Why not? ROYCE: Well, it's bad for them. ALDO: What, you think this is going to do them any good? ALDO: I don't know. Ten minutes to plug them all up. Rush, rush, rush. SAGAN: Ready? ROYCE: Yes, sir. Just as the Captain ordered. Meet the sardines. SAGAN: Prepare for revival. Switch on now. Well, what's the matter? ALDO: Er, I feel I'm coming over a bit nauseous, sir. I'll be all right with a breath of air. SAGAN: And where do you think you're going? ROYCE: Oh, I'll just go and make sure he's all right, sir. I'll be back in a minute. ALDO: Psst. ALDO: I can't stand a lot of that. ROYCE: Funny you signed on with Rorvik. ALDO: Light duties is what he said. ROYCE: It'll all end in tears, mark my words. SAGAN: Sorry, sir. It's no good. RORVIK: No good? What kind of report's that? SAGAN: Three tries, three rejects. LANE: Could be the power fluctuation where we had the damage. I'll go and look. RORVIK: Since when do you give yourself orders on my ship? I'll check the cable, you get back to the bridge. Well, break out some more. ROMANA: The clipboard marks the spot. I'll stand guard. RORVIK: Is this what you're looking for, Doctor? DOCTOR: Look here, Rorvik. You've got to stop this back blast. You'll k*ll us all. RORVIK: So you say, Doctor. I say it's the only way out of here. DOCTOR: You can't blast through those mirrors. You must realise by now it just throws the energy straight back. RORVIK: They've got to break. Everything breaks eventually. DOCTOR: Never mind the clipboard, short the cables. DOCTOR: Drain the main power line. Earth it to the ladder. ROMANA: I know. I've done it. DOCTOR: Biroc? What are you doing here? BIROC: Nothing. DOCTOR: It's all right for you. BIROC: And for you, too. Do nothing. DOCTOR: Do nothing? ROMANA: Of course, Doctor. Don't you see? DOCTOR: Yes, that's right. Do nothing, if it's the right sort of nothing. RORVIK: Run, Doctor. Scurry off back to your blue box. You're like all the rest. Lizards when there's a man's work to be done. I'm sick of your kind. Faint-hearted, do-nothing, lily-livered deadweights. This is the end for all of you! I'm finally getting something done! Bwahahahaha! SAGAN: Here, where did you spring from? I haven't done you. Never mind, you're just what we need. SAGAN: Just a minute! Argh! DOCTOR: We've made it. Quick, quick, inside. What's the matter? ROMANA: I'm not coming with you. DOCTOR: Inside. That's an order. ROMANA: No more orders, Doctor. Goodbye. DOCTOR: What? What a moment to choose. ROMANA: But it is, isn't it? A moment to choose. I've got to be my own Romana. BIROC: And we need a Time Lord. ROMANA: Goodbye, Doctor. DOCTOR: No, no, no. Wait, wait. There's something else. K9. He'll be all right with you behind the mirrors. ROMANA: I'll take care of him. DOCTOR: I'll miss you. You were the noblest Romana of them all. ROMANA: The TARDIS. Gone. K9: TARDIS preserved in concept, mistress. This unit contains all necessary schedules for duplication of the TARDIS, mistress. ROMANA: Exactly, K9. Biroc will help us use the gateway to travel anywhere in E-space, and we can give him time technology. BIROC: You shall be our Time Lord, and we will travel far. Our people are enslaved on many planets. ROMANA: And you and I, K9, are going to Biroc free them. That's something we've got to do, don't you think? K9: Affirmative, mistress. ADRIC: The picture's fading. DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: It's gone. Nothing there. DOCTOR: So it has. Nothing. Well, that's something. ADRIC: How can nothing be something? DOCTOR: Well, if the E-space image translator doesn't work, I'm hoping we're in N-space. ADRIC: Back in your own universe. DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: Can you be sure? DOCTOR: Did I say sure? ADRIC: No. DOCTOR: Yes. One solid hope's worth a cartload of certainties. ADRIC: Will Romana be all right? DOCTOR: All right? She'll be superb.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x20 - Warriors' Gate - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
THE KEEPER OF TRAKEN BY: JOHNNY BYRNE Part One First Air Date: 31 January 1981 Running time: 24:05 ADRIC: So this in N-space. DOCTOR: Yes, the old home universe. It's many times larger than anything you're used to. ADRIC: All those stars. DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: Do you know them all? DOCTOR: Well, just the interesting ones. ADRIC: How can you tell which is which? DOCTOR: Well, law of probability, that sort of thing, you know. Anyway, we're supposed to be on our way back to Gallifrey. ADRIC: I don't see what the law of probability's got to do with it. DOCTOR: No. What? Adric, I give you a privileged insight into the mystery of time, yes? ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Open your mind to adventures beyond imagining, yes? ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: And you criticise my logic. ADRIC: No. No, I'm just saying that a lot of the time you don't really make sense. DOCTOR: Ah. Ah. Oh, you've noticed that, have you? Well, I mean, anyone can talk sense. As long as that's understood, you and I are going to get on splendidly. ADRIC: Then where are we? DOCTOR: Metulla Orionsis, I'd say. Does that make sense? ADRIC: That's what it says here. DOCTOR: Yes, that's an interesting planetary system. ADRIC: Traken, isn't it? DOCTOR: Eh? You're beginning to get the hang of this console. Yes, Traken. (reads) Traken Union, famous for its universal harmony. A whole empire held together by ADRIC: By? DOCTOR: Well, by people just being terribly nice to each other. ADRIC: Well, that makes a change. DOCTOR: Yes. I don't think I've actually been there. Just know it by repute, so I'll tell you all about it sometime. ADRIC: Well, you won't have to. We're going there anyway. DOCTOR: Going to Traken? Who said so? ADRIC: You set the controls for it. DOCTOR: You set them. ADRIC: No! No, you must have. DOCTOR: But I didn't. Did I? I wonder what the law of probability would say about that? DOCTOR: Now, what seems to be the problem? ADRIC: We've gone into orbit round one of the planets. DOCTOR: I thought so. ADRIC: Thought what? DOCTOR: I thought you might appreciate it if I gave you the impression I knew what was happening. We could panic, of course, but where would that get us? ADRIC: What's happening? DOCTOR: I don't know. ADRIC: Well, you should know. DOCTOR: Adric. ADRIC: Well, you are a Time Lord, aren't you? DOCTOR: Adric. If I knew everything that was going to happen, where would the fun be? DOCTOR: Hello. KEEPER: How do you do. DOCTOR: It's all right, Adric. The Keeper of Traken. KEEPER: Well guessed, Doctor. The reports I hear of your intelligence are true, I see. DOCTOR: Oh, well, it wasn't difficult to guess who'd taken possession of the TARDIS. I mean, there can't be many people in the universe with the capacity of just dropping in like this. ADRIC: Well, you could have told me. DOCTOR: Shush. Time reveals everything, Adric. What can we do for you, Keeper? KEEPER: Listen closely, Doctor. As you see, the passing ages have taken toll of me. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, I know that feeling. KEEPER: But unlike you, my time of Dissolution is near and the power entrusted to me is ebbing away. DOCTOR: Oh, come on. It's still fairly impressive. I mean, I couldn't flit around the universe in an old chair like this. KEEPER: I have all the minds of the Union to draw on. I am only the organising principle. It is on that count I ask you to come to Traken. DOCTOR: Right! KEEPER: Think carefully before you agree. There is great danger in this for you and your young friend. DOCTOR: How so, Keeper? KEEPER: I fear that our beloved world of Traken faces disaster. ADRIC: Universal harmony, you said. DOCTOR: Shush. KEEPER: The Doctor does not exaggerate. Since the time of the Keepers, our Union has been the most harmonious the universe has ever seen. Does the boy not know of this? DOCTOR: Oh, he's not local. DOCTOR: E-space, wasn't it? Where's he gone? KEEPER: How vain one can be. I thought the whole universe knew the history of our little empire. DOCTOR: Yes. They say the atmosphere there was so full of goodness that evil just shrivelled up and died. Maybe that's why I never went there. KEEPER: Rumour does not exaggerate, Doctor. ADRIC: The screen. KEEPER: Oh, forgive me. May I borrow it for a moment? DOCTOR: Oh please, Keeper, please. KEEPER: Yes, we have indeed been visited by evil many times. Our compassion for these poor distorted creatures seems to attract them like moths to a flame. Sometimes they are redeemed. KEEPER: The Fosters are the guardians of the spiritual welfare of our capital. KEEPER: They name such creatures Melkur. DOCTOR: Melkur? KEEPER: Melkur. Literally a fly caught by honey. The Fosters know there's nothing to fear from these visitations. DOCTOR: So what becomes of this Melkur? KEEPER: It's baleful influence will not extend beyond the grove, and even here it will only produce a few weeds. Like others before it, the creature will calcify and pass harmlessly into the soil. But the demise of any living thing is painful to us. KASSIA (on screen): And how are you today, you poor Melkur? The Fosters have appointed me to look after you. There isn't much I can do. It must be awful being rooted to the spot like a tree. If you weren't quite so evil, you might be able to move a bit, just around the grove. Being so evil, you can't even speak. Never mind. I'll come and visit you again soon. Oh. By the way, my name's Kassia. DOCTOR: Well, that particular evil seems to be well under control. KEEPER: Seemed, Doctor. That was many years ago. Young Kassia is now grown up. Such was her purity of spirit that she became a consul, and the day of her marriage to Tremas has become, somehow, the turning point for Traken. TREMAS: Enough, Trakens. Enough! Applause is heady, and I've already drunk more wine than a man of my responsibilities should. To be a consul and a father I thought were duties enough, but now once again to be a husband, and to Kassia. KASSIA: My husband is right. The wine has flowed freely tonight. Perhaps I should take him home. SERON: Already you've gn to pamper him, Kassia, like that Melkur of yours in the grove. KATURA: People have gn to think she was married to the statue, all these years she's been tending him. LUVIC: I hope she looks after Tremas better than she looks after the Melkur. He's covered in moss. KASSIA: I'm sure it does not become us to mock Melkur. KEEPER: I rather think it is you they are mocking, Kassia. TREMAS: Keeper, you were able to join us. KEEPER: No affairs of state could keep me from such an occasion as this. Come, the pair of you. Receive my blessing. KASSIA: We are honoured, Keeper. KEEPER: Kassia was right, Tremas. She promised to tend the Melkur while its power still lived. Who would have thought its demise could be so protracted. She has been loyal, and we now release her. TREMAS: Come, Kassia. Thank the Keeper. KASSIA: But who will tend him? KEEPER: The Fosters, perhaps. Since you drove them from the grove, it has become neglected. Fruit trees need some little tending too, you know. No, Nyssa shall watch over your Melkur. And she must share in the blessing, too. KEEPER: I, nearing the time of my passing, bless the marriage of these two, Tremas and Kassia, truest of my five true consuls, together with Nyssa, now daughter to you both. KEEPER: Now it begins. My certain knowledge of the coming Dissolution. No Keeper lasts forever, and the period of transition is always difficult. But I sensed more than that, even as I came to name Tremas as my successor. DOCTOR: Sense what, Keeper? KEEPER: All-pervading evil, and somehow nurtured in those three good people standing before me to receive the blessing of the Keeper. Doctor, my time is close. I need your help. DOCTOR: Anything I can do, Keeper. ADRIC: That goes for me, too. DOCTOR: Shush. Well, we'll see. We'll see. KEEPER: I am fearful even to involve the Doctor. He will face unimaginable hazard, confront power that would obliterate even a Time Lord. Even you, Doctor. Goodbye, my friend. Farewell. ADRIC: Well, that's a funny way of going about things. DOCTOR: Yes, isn't it. What do you make of it? ADRIC: I don't know. But I do hope we know what we're doing. DOCTOR: So do I. We? ADRIC: You. TREMAS: If all the stars were silver, and the sky a giant purse in my fist, I couldn't be happier than I am tonight. NEMAN: Poetry apart, Consul Tremas, I'd rather be rich than Keeper Nominate any night of the year. TREMAS: I wasn't thinking of state duties, Proctor. NEMAN: Ha, Kassia, of course. But she should be with you, surely? TREMAS: She's gone to the grove to take leave of her precious Melkur. NYSSA: Aren't you jealous, father? NEMAN: His happiness is like the stars, he says. Plenty to share with everyone, even with Melkur. KASSIA: You listen so patiently, and who else could I speak to of my unhappiness? To be Keeper Nominate, they regard it as a great honour, but when the Keeper's Dissolution comes it will take Tremas from me forever. And I know his time will be soon. I know it will be soon. MELKUR: Soon. KASSIA: You spoke to me! ADRIC: Whatever's that? DOCTOR: Knowledge. Accumulated wisdom of centuries. ADRIC: A gazetteer? DOCTOR: Well, they're just a couple of my old time logs. You know, I really may have been to Traken. It's so difficult to keep track of. ADRIC: I suppose it helps keeping a time log. DOCTOR: Oh, yes. Mind you, I don't bother now. Much too busy. Actually, this might not be the right volume. Here, take that and make yourself useful. ADRIC: What am I looking for? DOCTOR: Well, you know, Traken, Keepers, all-pervading evil. ADRIC: Universal harmony? DOCTOR: Yeah, anything along those lines. SERON: Kassia has called a meeting? LUVIC: Another of her strange ideas, perhaps? SERON: Kassia is a gifted sensitive. Her spiritual qualities are beyond question. But Tremas has yet to persuade her that we live in the real world, not some chaos of superstition. LUVIC: So this man's death was natural, you think? SERON: He was full of years. Old men die. NEMAN: I've never seen one die like that. Pain on his face, and fear perhaps? Is that natural? SERON: Unexpected, certainly, but I am never one to jump to conclusions, particularly in the presence of others. There is rumour enough abroad. NEMAN: With all this restlessness within the Union, Consuls, I don't know if perhaps the Fosters should be armed. LUVIC: Armed? That's an unusual suggestion. NEMAN: These are unusual times, Consul. SERON: Well, Tremas? Has science brought us any nearer discovering how the Foster died? TREMAS: It's so fantastic I hardly know whether to believe it myself. SERON: Fantastic? TREMAS: I've scanned the courtyard several times. Something quite strange has registered. See for yourself. SERON: It seems our worst fears are confirmed. LUVIC: They are? SERON: Tremas has clearly fallen under Kassia's spell in more ways than one. Tell the meeting I shall be delayed a moment. Tremas clearly needs humouring. SERON: What do these readings mean? TREMAS: It's impossible to say. It's beyond the scope of the instrument to analyse or measure. SERON: You're sure it's not an error? TREMAS: An error. Yes, it must be. SERON: But if the readings are true? TREMAS: If these readings are true, then obviously some, some force is taking possession of Traken. DOCTOR: Ha, ha. Interesting stuff, isn't it? ADRIC: If I could understand it. DOCTOR: What? ADRIC: Well, look. I read about something that's just happened. DOCTOR: And? ADRIC: The next page says it didn't happen at all. DOCTOR: So? ADRIC: Over the page says it did happen, but many years ago. DOCTOR: Ah, yes. Well, I suppose it is a bit above your head. Mind you, they did say I had a very sophisticated prose style. ADRIC: As for your handwriting. DOCTOR: Handwriting? What about my handwriting? ADRIC: It's marvellous. DOCTOR: We've arrived. Right, now let's see what this place really looks like. DOCTOR: Well, it's a good place if you fancy a spot of gardening. KATURA: mrder? Here, in the precincts of the court? TREMAS: We don't know that it was mrder, Consul Katura. KATURA: You have determined the cause of death? LUVIC: I thought it was natural. SERON: There's no need to be alarmist, Tremas. TREMAS: He died through contact with some high energy source. How and why it happened, I cannot say. KASSIA: (quietly) A sign. Power of Melkur. (aloud) Consuls, I sense some great danger coming to us all. The Fosters must be armed. SERON: With respect, Kassia, we cannot allow superstition to stampede reason. KASSIA: I have reason. KATURA: Then you have only to let the Consuls know what it is. TREMAS: Well, Kassia? SERON: We are the Keeper's appointed consuls. Let his benevolent wisdom be our guide, not irrational fears and intuitions. Are we agreed to summon the Keeper? LUVIC: First we must decide about the Fosters. I feel that perhaps Kassia's right on that point. They should be armed. SERON: Send for Proctor Neman. ADRIC: It looks almost alive. DOCTOR: Hmm? Looks pretty well calcified to me. ADRIC: I've got the nasty feeling it's looking at us. DOCTOR: Fiddlesticks. KASSIA: I speak for the many peoples of the Traken Union. They ask why crops fail, why droughts and floods disturb our planets. And now, violent death in the very precinct of the court itself. What do we tell them? SERON: Normal events, Consul, when the span of our Keeper nears its end. KASSIA: Nothing is normal at such a time. This Keeper, whose protection we have enjoyed for a thousand years, is dying. The power is growing weaker day by day. TREMAS: Trakens have survived times like this in the past. We shall do so now, through science and understanding. KASSIA: Brave words, husband, but no great comfort to a people being stripped of their traditional protections. SERON: The Keeper knows our situation. He'll speak when the time is right. DOCTOR: Put your hands up in the air like that. DOCTOR: I wonder what we've done this time? Are you the welcoming committee? KATURA: We can't afford to stand on ceremony, Consul Seron. I propose we put it to the vote. LUVIC: The sooner, the better. TREMAS: Very well, but you know the law. The vote must be unanimous. Consuls, it is proposed that we summon the Keeper. Those in favour raise your hands. TREMAS: Consul Seron. SERON: If the majority are agreed, then I'll concur, of course. SERON: Open the door. NEMAN: Consuls, the cause of the evil. We have found them. TREMAS: So, who are you? DOCTOR: I wondered when you were going to ask. You know, I hate to say this sort of thing, but Traken hospitality isn't what it used to be. ADRIC: He's called the Doctor, and I'm Adric. DOCTOR: It's probably the usual misunderstanding. We keep running into this sort of thing. Actually, we were invited here this time. ADRIC: This is true. TREMAS: Invited? DOCTOR: Yes, to pitch in, help out, that sort of thing. TREMAS: Who asked you here? DOCTOR: Well, excuse my name dropping, but the Keeper, actually. TREMAS: You've had contact with the Keeper? DOCTOR: In a manner of speaking, yes. LUVIC: I don't follow this at all. TREMAS: The Keeper said one would come amongst us to help Trakens. Could you be this one, Doctor? DOCTOR: Well, unless he's in the habit of soliciting help, yes. KASSIA: Sacred law decrees that the Keeper has contact only through his consuls. SERON: You say, Doctor, that you arrived here in some kind of craft? DOCTOR: Yes. SERON: And landed in the grove? DOCTOR: Yes. We thought we'd walk the rest of the way. You know, fresh air, stretch the legs. SERON: Then your craft should still be there. DOCTOR: Yes. TREMAS: Proctor Neman, send some of your brothers to confirm this. NEMAN: Certainly, Consul. TREMAS: But if they are indeed known to the Keeper, can we risk such a grave injustice, Kassia? KATURA: They can't be known to the Keeper or we would have been informed. LUVIC: I don't understand what's going on. NEMAN: Consul Tremas. FOSTER: There's nothing there. NEMAN: The Fosters have searched the grove for the stranger's craft. TREMAS: And you have found it. NEMAN: There is no craft. The grove is empty. KASSIA: Does anyone doubt now? KATURA: It seems they have indeed been lying to us. DOCTOR: Look, why don't we summon up the Keeper or something? TREMAS: We are about to do so. KASSIA: Yes, we will summon the Keeper. TREMAS: Keeper of Traken, by unanimous consent, your consul summons you. TREMAS: Keeper, we have strangers among us who claim they are known to you. KASSIA: And dare to say they were summoned here to Traken at your request. KEEPER: Bring the strangers forward. DOCTOR: Sorry to trouble you, Keeper, but we do seem to have a problem here. DOCTOR: Please tell them who we are, will you? KEEPER: Evil! The sanctum is invde! DOCTOR: Keeper, tell us. KEEPER: Consuls, we are invde. Evil! Infinite evil!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x21 - The Keeper of Traken - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
THE KEEPER OF TRAKEN BY: JOHNNY BYRNE Part Two First Air Date: 7 February 1981 Running time: 24:50 DOCTOR: Consuls, you're making a big mistake. I'm sure you're all charming, reasonable people at heart. KASSIA: Fosters, do your duty. DOCTOR: The least you can do is hear what we have to say. KASSIA: Execute them. This evil must be stamped out. DOCTOR: Quite! And Adric and I are willing to stamp with the best of them, but let's stamp with some justice and precision. Consuls, you saw what happened. Your Keeper was attcked. SERON: Wait! Do I understand you to imply that one of us here used force against the Keeper? DOCTOR: Yes. Someone here, or someone very near here. KATURA: One of us? LUVIC: Against the Keeper? KASSIA: The Keeper recognised you for what you are, strangers. Creatures of Melkur! TREMAS: Melkur? KASSIA: Of course! The evil originates from him. Don't you realise? The evil is here before you, before your eyes! TREMAS: My wife is not well. DOCTOR: Did she say Melkur? SERON: She has an obsession with the statue. LUVIC: Devoted to it. Takes it flowers. KATURA: Since she was a child. DOCTOR: A force was certainly brought to bear upon the Keeper from some quarter. Tell me more about this Melkur. KATURA: Consuls, this Doctor is procrastinating. SERON: Perhaps, but I would like this clear. Are you asking us to believe that some kind of psychic power has been used? DOCTOR: No, not at all. A high energy beam. And if I had the right instrument DOCTOR: Extraordinary. It's just the thing. How very curious. TREMAS: Are you a scientist, Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes, and so I see are you. Tremas, isn't it? Been investigating high energy forcefields, eh? TREMAS: You understand these things? DOCTOR: Well, I've dabbled a bit in the bioelectronics line. May I cast an eye over that? TREMAS: Will the court permit an exchange of scientific views? FOSTER: No! No! No! Argh! DOCTOR: Where did you get these readings? TREMAS: In the courtyard. DOCTOR: Plasma fields of this strength couldn't have been generated without some pretty formidable magnetic containment. I'm hardly tooled up for that sort of thing. TREMAS: Quietly, Doctor. I don't want to alarm the others with this yet. SERON: What do you make of him? Does he talk sense? TREMAS: It's hard to say. KASSIA: Then let us proceed, husband. Fosters! TREMAS: Wait. In honour to the truth, we cannot proceed. KATURA: What truth, Tremas? TREMAS: The charges have not been proved against the strangers. Consuls, under sacred law, I claim consular privilege and take them under my protection. KATURA: Consular privilege? KASSIA: No, Tremas. I'm doing this for you. SERON: He is quite within his rights. LUVIC: Maybe, but can't he tell us what's going on? KATURA: Why this brave gesture, Consul Tremas? KASSIA: Yes, why? Let it be. SERON: We have no right to question him on that point. Very well. We place you both under the protection of Consul Tremas. You realise the consequences. DOCTOR: Consequences? SERON: Should you infringe the law here in any way, then his life too is forfeit. DOCTOR: Ah yes, yes, very civil of you, Consul. And we'll do our very best to try and return the compliment, won't we, Adric? TREMAS: Kassia? Where's Kassia? KASSIA: Melkur! This mustn't be discovered. It is too soon. LUVIC: Yes, indeed. This is a very serious matter. KATURA: Do they understand? One can never tell with strangers. SERON: Doctor, the consuls now transfer you to the custody of Tremas. KATURA: But you must stay with him. DOCTOR: A sort of house arrest? Well, that suits us, eh, Adric? LUVIC: Suits you? ADRIC: Yeah. With no TARDIS we've nowhere to put up for the night. TREMAS: There's little of the night left, Doctor. It'll soon be dawn. DOCTOR: It's been here again. TREMAS: What, Doctor? DOCTOR: Whatever it was that was here last time. ADRIC: How do you know? DOCTOR: Those stones have been ht by a plasma beam. They're disintegrated. Look, the sun's coming up. You're right, it is morning. Tremas, you know what I need more than anything else in the universe? TREMAS: No, Doctor. DOCTOR: Breakfast. Is your place far? KASSIA: No. KASSIA: Yes, Melkur? DOCTOR: Well, if you don't mind, I think it's high time we got down to work. TREMAS: What do you have in mind? DOCTOR: Well, the first thing we ought to do is find my TARDIS. TREMAS: Proctor Neman had the grove thoroughly searched. NYSSA: Grove? I've just come from there. TREMAS: My daughter, Nyssa. ADRIC: Hello. DOCTOR: Hello. NYSSA: How do you feel? DOCTOR: Oh, fine, fine. It's always nice to be reprieved. Listen, you didn't notice a tall blue box with a lamp on top out there, did you? NYSSA: There was nothing like that there. DOCTOR: I know that TARDIS, Tremas. It's got to be out there somewhere. TREMAS: Very well, I'll take you there myself. But just you, Doctor. Adric will stay here. DOCTOR: Thank you. KASSIA: I tried, Melkur, but I failed. The Doctor is now protected by sacred law. MELKUR: Your failure is irrelevant. The law which protects the strangers will presently destroy them. KASSIA: And Tremas? What of my husband? You promised to save him. He must not become Keeper. MELKUR: Your precious Keepers. They, too, are irrelevant. When this one dies, he will be the last of his kind here on Traken. KASSIA: But Tremas is named as successor. MELKUR: Named, perhaps, but what's in a name? Kassia is as good a name as Tremas. KASSIA: I do not understand. MELKUR: Understanding is not necessary to your task, Consul. Now listen carefully and obey without question. ADRIC: Well, I had no idea your science was this highly advanced. NYSSA: It has to be, to protect and expand a great power which our Keeper exercises on our behalf. ADRIC: Oh yes, I've read about your Keeper. The chosen Keeper dedicates himself to the bioelectronic system. NYSSA: The Source, yes. From it he organises the whole Traken Union. ADRIC: These readings couldn't be something to do with the Source, I suppose? NYSSA: The energy emissions? Oh no, the frequency profiles are something completely new to us. ADRIC: Have you tried a Fourier analysis? ADRIC: Something to write with. KASSIA: And this matter must be dealt with immediately. KATURA: No, no SERON: Secret meetings now? Why do you visit my quarters hugger-mugger like this? KATURA: Is it true, Seron? Kassia tells us her husband concealed knowledge from the consuls. SERON: What knowledge? KASSIA: The nature of these emissions. Tremas has been recording their energy profiles. SERON: Disharmony among us consuls now? Tremas did not conceal the knowledge. He and I have discussed the subject together. LUVIC: You knew too? This is a grave matter, Seron. SERON: Dangerous knowledge, Consul. Knowledge that could tip our people over the brink into superstitious chaos. Is that what you want? KASSIA: This matter has grave implications for the succession. SERON: You question the Keeper's judgement? You say Tremas is unfit to succeed? KATURA: That is for him to prove, and the sooner the better. SERON: Rapport with the Keeper? KATURA: It is the only way we know to resolve this problem. KASSIA: What is there to fear, Seron? If he acted justly, he will survive and we will be humbled. SERON: If there has been deceit, then I am to blame. Tremas did what he did on my advice. KATURA: You? Seron. LUVIC: Then in justice, Seron, you must enter Rapport. KASSIA: No, that is not intended. SERON: Intended, Kassia? By whom? Very well, we will put it to the test. I shall submit myself to Rapport. I ask that Consul Tremas keep vigil on my behalf. KATURA: With Consul Tremas under suspicion too, that is hardly the best choice. LUVIC: No, I KASSIA: I shall keep vigil for you, Seron. SERON: Thank you, Consul Kassia. Under your zealous eye we may be certain justice will be done. Now Consuls, you will excuse me. I must prepare myself. TREMAS: Proctor Neman? DOCTOR: Is something the matter? NEMAN: Consul? TREMAS: We intend to visit the grove. Who are those people? NEMAN: Ordinary citizens, Consul. TREMAS: Oh. NEMAN: They're waiting for a sign. TREMAS: A sign? NEMAN: There are rumours that the Melkur has been redeemed and will bring these disasters to an end. DOCTOR: Huh, that's hardly likely. NEMAN: It's superstition. But if I might suggest? TREMAS: Yes, Proctor Neman? NEMAN: It would perhaps be better if the Consul were not to visit the grove. It might be seen as confirmation of the rumour. DOCTOR: Well, I can see the force of that argument, but what I'm more interested in is finding my TREMAS: Thank you, Proctor. A wise thought. I'll show the Doctor round the court instead. TREMAS: (quietly) The man's too fond of money to be trusted. DOCTOR: Really? TREMAS: There is another way to the grove. The service vault beneath the Keeper's chamber. DOCTOR: Citizen trouble there? TREMAS: No. Entry to it is possible only through consular agreement. ADRIC: These readings were taken before we arrived. NYSSA: You know what it is? ADRIC: I think so, except it's impossible. But the Doctor will know for sure. He must see this, Nyssa. NYSSA: But you're supposed to stay with me. ADRIC: Well then, you'll have to come along, too. Come on. The grove. MELKUR: You have served me well, Kassia. At my feet you will find a gift. MELKUR: Wear it as a token of your allegiance. MELKUR: Now, the gentle irradiation and your allegiance is assured. Go now, Kassia. Be my eyes and ears. KASSIA: It is not as you predicted, Melkur. Seron will now enter Rapport. MELKUR: There is much that you do not understand, Kassia. KASSIA (on screen): I have failed you, Melkur, but spare my husband, I beg of you. You have promised. DOCTOR: Wait. DOCTOR: There's someone in there. TREMAS: You mustn't be seen. It's too dangerous. TREMAS: Kassia. DOCTOR: Don't. She's in some sort of trance. TREMAS: She must have come from the grove. DOCTOR: Yes, from the Melkur thing. DOCTOR: You know, Tremas, your Source manipulator is really quite beautiful. TREMAS: Yes, it's functions have expanded steadily over the years. DOCTOR: Its limitless organising capacity refined to a single frame and obedient to the will of your Keeper. A great achievement, Tremas, and a great temptation to people less principled than ourselves. TREMAS: Yes, the thought has occurred to me. Come, the grove is this way. DOCTOR (on screen): Bothers you, does he, Tremas? TREMAS (on screen): Yes, and with good reason. DOCTOR (on screen): Yes, me too. I'd like to take another look, but first, the TARDIS. DOCTOR: Now, we put it down about, yes, here. Hmm. TREMAS: Well? DOCTOR: It's here. It's just been displaced slightly by the current time cone. Now, what's the simplest way around this? I'd like to set up a standing wave. Something the autosystems can home in on. TREMAS: Would a binary induction system serve the purpose? DOCTOR: Well, it'll be a start. TREMAS: Back to the vault stores, then. MELKUR: Find your TARDIS, Time Lord. Much good will it do you now. NEMAN: Yes, lady? NYSSA: Proctor Neman, why are all these people gathered here? NEMAN: Rumours, lady. The law permits it. NYSSA: They offend the dignity of the Keeper. Have them removed. NEMAN: But that is not lawful, lady. NYSSA: My father and other consuls determine what is lawful. NEMAN: (to Fosters) Remove them. FOSTER: Come on, clear this area. Come on, move it. NYSSA: See that they leave here. NEMAN: As you wish, lady. NYSSA: It's locked! ADRIC: Well, never mind. I'm quite good with locks. May I borrow your brooch? NYSSA: Hurry, Adric, slip through. KATURA: No, Nyssa. Do not enter the grove. NYSSA: But LUVIC: It's dangerous. NYSSA: Who says so? KATURA: Seron, and your father. NYSSA: But my father. Yes, I see. KATURA: The Melkur can do without your attentions for today, I'm sure. LUVIC: But unfortunately the state cannot do without ours. KATURA: There are grave matters for us to discuss, Nyssa. LUVIC: Come on, we'll take you home. KATURA: Stay there until these things are settled. MELKUR: So, your sheep stray from the fold, Doctor. DOCTOR (OOV.): Psst. ADRIC: Doctor? DOCTOR: I thought I told you to stay with Nyssa. ADRIC: Doctor, Doctor, I must speak to you. DOCTOR: Shush. Can't it wait? ADRIC: No. DOCTOR: All right. Come on, through here. KATURA: So be it. KATURA: Good luck, Seron. We wish you well. ADRIC: The wave loop pattern's unmistakable. TREMAS: Ah, you recognise the source of these energy emissions? ADRIC: I thought they might be from some sort of a TARDIS. I don't know what the Doctor thinks. DOCTOR: The Doctor thinks you might have a very good point. This certainly looks like a TARDIS generator, but you don't get shift ratios of this magnitude in an ordinary Type Forty. Adric, we have a full backflow inducer in the making here. SERON: Keeper of Traken, the Consul's integrity is in doubt. I therefore claim Rapport with the Source so that you may make your judgement. DOCTOR: There we are, a fully fledged full backflow inducer. TREMAS: Doctor! DOCTOR: Yes? DOCTOR: What does that mean? TREMAS: It means the Keeper is being summoned. SERON: Your judgement, Keeper? KEEPER: You are blameless, Seron, but doomed, and we are both betrayed. KASSIA: Forgive me, Seron. SERON: Consul Kassia! KASSIA: Forgive me, but I serve a greater purpose. SERON: Lost, degraded creature. SERON (on screen): You betrayed your Keeper and your sacred consular vows? Kassia, reject this evil. Reject it. KASSIA: I cannot. Now, Melkur, now! TREMAS: You wait here. TREMAS: Kassia? dad? Seron dad? How? TREMAS: What have you done, Kassia? KASSIA: Tremas, my husband, I KASSIA: Seron is d*ad, rejected by the Keeper. TREMAS: No! KASSIA: Melkur is the cause of his destruction. Melkur. And those are his agents. LUVIC: Seron, and now you, Tremas? Is nothing sacred any more? Fosters, take them. DOCTOR: Quick, the vault. The vault. KASSIA: Leave them. Come with me. TREMAS: Hurry, Doctor. ADRIC: But we can't get out. There are Fosters at the other door to the grove. DOCTOR: You're forgetting about the TARDIS, Adric. Come on, come on. DOCTOR: Wait, wait, wait. ADRIC: Will it work? DOCTOR: Well, give it a moment or two. Trust me. DOCTOR: If you come up with a better idea, let me know. MELKUR: Doctor, recovering the TARDIS won't help you. DOCTOR: So you're the cause of all this. MELKUR: Turn off your instrument. DOCTOR: Adric, Tremas, don't look at its eyes. ADRIC: Doctor, look! TREMAS: Kassia, help us! KASSIA: Yes, help me, Tremas. KASSIA: Don't look. Not my eyes. DOCTOR: He should be all right. Come on, he's only stunned. KASSIA: It is done, Melkur. MELKUR: Oh no, Kassia. It is only beginning.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x22 - The Keeper of Traken - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
THE KEEPER OF TRAKEN BY: JOHNNY BYRNE Part Three First Air Date: 14 February 1981 Running time: 23:49 KASSIA: They are to be closely watched, and no contact with anyone without my express authority. NEMAN: Yes, Consul. KASSIA: My husband and his friends have betrayed the Keeper. A full confession to satisfy the Traken people and then. You understand? These services will not be overlooked, Neman. KATURA: Where could she be? LUVIC: Here she comes now. Kassia. Kassia, where are the strangers? KASSIA: Closely guarded. KATURA: And the Keeper? KASSIA: It is our duty to propose a new successor. Tremas has forfeited his right. KATURA: Seron is dad. LUVIC: Then it's got to be one of us. KATURA: Well, we shall have to decide the issue formally. KASSIA: But later. DOCTOR: Well, quite a little home from home. TREMAS: It's the penal wing, Doctor. We haven't had much use for these cells for some time now. DOCTOR: Not till we came along, that is. ADRIC: Can you open it? DOCTOR: Some sort of electron lock. Still, sonic screwdriver should do it. ADRIC: What's the matter? DOCTOR: Seems a bit far along. Be a good chap, will you, and nip outside and unlock it for me. I'm not a magician, you know. DOCTOR: Lovely day. KASSIA: All is as you predicted, Melkur. Seron is dad, Tremas is in disgrace. He cannot become Keeper now. You've saved him. MELKUR: And he may continue to live if you continue to obey. KASSIA: What? Can there be more to be done? MELKUR: Oh yes, my servant. Much more. The Doctor, he is a great and cunning enemy. While he lives, the cause of Melkur is in doubt. KASSIA: The Doctor and his young friend. MELKUR: With them you must finish the job you have gn. And one more thing. You have interfered with the succession. Order must be restored. KASSIA: A successor is to be chosen. MELKUR: Will this successor serve us as you do? KASSIA: I do not know. MELKUR: But we must know, Kassia. These things must be ensured. I can think of no better Keeper than yourself. KASSIA: No! KASSIA (on screen): No, release me! MELKUR: Not until the work is done, Kassia. DOCTOR: The Keeper's not dad yet, so we still have a little time. TREMAS: Not much, Doctor. Seron's mrder proves the Keeper's power is at an end. His death can't be far off. DOCTOR: Whatever happens, Melkur must not be allowed to make contact with the Source. TREMAS: How could he, Doctor? The bioelectronics only permit a Traken to succeed to the Keepership. DOCTOR: Exactly. TREMAS: Kassia. KASSIA: Melkur, I implore you. Answer me! KASSIA: Ah, spying, eh? My Fosters will deal with you. NYSSA: Your Fosters? KASSIA: Yes, mine, bought and paid for. NYSSA: But you haven't bought my father or Adric and the Doctor. KASSIA: No need. They're under lock and key. NYSSA: He's no criminal! Nor are the strangers. This Melkur has made you mad. KASSIA: Don't interfere with what you don't understand. Now go home! This will all come to good in time. KASSIA: Consuls of Traken. Recent events have proved that a great evil thrat our Traken Union. It is our clear duty to unite and strive to defeat it. Are we agreed? KATURA: Yes, Kassia. We're all proud of our liberal tradition, but this superstitious mania, this cult of Melkur, is growing. KASSIA: Fostered by my husband and the strangers. LUVIC: It must be stopped. KASSIA: It will, Consuls, but only if we demonstrate our intention to oppose it. And to do that, we need a Keeper Nominate who will not shirk what must be done. KATURA: That's certainly true, but I'm far too old and, Luvic. LUVIC: Oh, I do not have such greatness in me. KATURA: So there's no great dilemma about the choice. NYSSA: Proctor Neman, please take me to my father. NEMAN: I'm sorry, lady, that is impossible. NYSSA: My father is still a Consul of Traken. I demand to see him. NEMAN: Your father and the strangers are condemned criminals. No one may see them. NYSSA: By whose orders? NEMAN: Consul Kassia. Forgive me, I have my instructions. KATURA: So be it. Consul Kassia, we appoint you Keeper Nominate. Do you accept or reject? KASSIA: I accept. KATURA: Well, that's that. LUVIC: First, the matter of Tremas and the strangers. Kassia? KASSIA: The strangers must die. Tremas will be of use. LUVIC: Yes, his contribution to the state has been outstanding. KASSIA: Their deaths will serve to deter others. KATURA: Yes. Sadly we must show that our intentions are firm. LUVIC: Sadly. NEMAN: I cannot accept payment. The honour of the Traken Union is at stake. There is a limit to the power of money, Lady Nyssa. NYSSA: I think this is powerful enough. NEMAN: I see. NYSSA: Please do as I ask. I will use it if I must. NEMAN: You will die for this, lady. NYSSA: I know what I am doing. Now, the key to the cell, please. Down there. DOCTOR: Lovely day. Huh. They're not a very talkative lot, your Fosters, Tremas. TREMAS: I suspect Kassia's bribed them. She daren't risk losing us now. DOCTOR: Why? Why should she, anyway? Ah, a friendly face. NYSSA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Nyssa. Nyssa, the lock. DOCTOR: Ah. DOCTOR: New technology dates so quickly these days. TREMAS: Well done, daughter. DOCTOR: Which way, Nyssa? This way or that? NYSSA: Follow me, Doctor. DOCTOR: Right. NYSSA: The ion bonder. I stepped up the ion rate. They'll sleep for quite a bit yet. DOCTOR: What? I must remember never to fall out with your daughter, Tremas. May I look at that? Yes, very clever. No self-respecting fugitive should be without one. DOCTOR: Now. TREMAS: Where to, Doctor? DOCTOR: Back to the TARDIS. Much the safest place if we can get there. NYSSA: We must hurry. TREMAS: The grove. We can't use the sanctum entrance, they've taken my ring. ADRIC: And the main gate's guarded all the time. DOCTOR: It's the only way in. Just stay calm, eh? I'll think of something. DOCTOR: Come on, back. LUVIC: A painful duty, Consul Kassia. KATURA: Not really our way, this judicial blood-letting. Still, if it must be, it must. KASSIA: The prisoners? NEMAN: Oh, we were attcked. The Lady Nyssa. KASSIA: Search the court. They can't be far away. Now find them! Or you, Neman, will wish you had never been born. NEMAN: Yes, Consul. KASSIA: No, wait. Have the court sealed. Double the guard on the sanctum and the grove and search everywhere, including the residential quarter. NEMAN: Yes, yes. DOCTOR: Come on. DOCTOR: Ah, good morning, or afternoon, or is it evening? It's very difficult to keep track of time around here. FOSTER: Up against the wall. DOCTOR: Ah. NYSSA: Doctor, the ion bonder. DOCTOR: Oh yes. FOSTER: That's enough. kll them! DOCTOR: Tremas, we've got to get out of these corridors and lie low somewhere. NYSSA: We're close to our quarters, father. TREMAS: Too risky. ADRIC: Not if they've already searched there. DOCTOR: Good thinking, Adric. Come on, Tremas, lead on. TREMAS: Come on. MELKUR: I'm disappointed, Kassia. You have failed me. KASSIA: We will find them. The court is sealed. They cannot escape. MELKUR: I warned you about the Doctor but you chose to ignore me. Now you suffer! MELKUR: Rise, Consul. Were you not necessary to our purpose, you would die. KASSIA (on screen): Tell me what I should do, Melkur. MELKUR: First, the Doctor. It is clear now he must be destroyed. KASSIA (on screen): I shall not rest till it is done. MELKUR: Time presses, Consul. The power of the Keeper is almost ours. Only the Doctor can destroy all that we have planned. He must be found. Must, you hear? DOCTOR: Well, the new regime seems to be making rather a mess of things. Tremas. Tremas. TREMAS: Huh? DOCTOR: Blueprints. Master plans. Do you happen to keep them here? TREMAS: What plans in particular? DOCTOR: Well, the master plans to the Source manipulator, of course. TREMAS: Yes, in the atmosphere safe. The secrecy of the Source manipulator is a sacred trust. DOCTOR: Tremas, we must stop Kassia becoming the Keeper, and for that we need the master plans. TREMAS: But I swore an oath, Doctor. DOCTOR: Well of course you swore an oath! Now you have to choose. Your personal honour against the safety of the whole of Traken. NYSSA: Yes, father. TREMAS: I can't, Doctor. DOCTOR: Well, that's fine. That's fine, Tremas. I mean, when this thing has taken over the entire Source you'll have the consolation of knowing that you kept your honour intact. TREMAS: The original design of the Source manipulator. The means that gave power to our Keepers. DOCTOR: Good. NEMAN: Consul, there's no sign of them. Some of my men made contact, but they got away. KASSIA: Oh, where could they be? NEMAN: Well, they were last seen headed towards the grove. KASSIA: Yes, obviously trying to get to the Doctor's craft. Very well, we'll help them. Call off the search. NEMAN: Call it off, Consul? KASSIA: Have the Fosters withdrawn. All of them. NEMAN: Including those covering the entrance to the grove? KASSIA: Especially those. I want it left clear. NEMAN: May I ask what you have in mind, Consul? KASSIA: Same as before, Neman. The death of the prisoners. DOCTOR: Now, Nyssa, you stand on guard. It's magnificent. Magnificent. It's a pity about that poor chap having to sit for thousands of years in a chair, but it is magnificent. TREMAS: It's a small price to pay for harmony throughout the Union, Doctor. Thousands of years of peace and prosperity for all our people. DOCTOR: Yes, I can see there's something in that. Adric, put your mind to that. ADRIC: Er TREMAS: That could be the crucial circuit. DOCTOR: Agreed, yes. I wonder, could it be tripped? ADRIC: Well, I wouldn't like to be around if it was. TREMAS: What are you thinking, Doctor? DOCTOR: Oh, dangerous thoughts, Tremas. Dangerous thoughts. Look, Adric. Warp crossover connected there, shutdown element there and ADRIC: Disaster. DOCTOR: Well, only if the servo blew. ADRIC: You aren't serious, are you? DOCTOR: Well, it could be done. Tricky, and I hope not necessary. Yes. Thank you, Tremas. Put that away safely, will you? Nyssa, how are the fun and games over there? NYSSA: No movement, nothing. DOCTOR: Good. Let's get back to the TARDIS. Off you go. Come on. Off you go. LUVIC: The signs are unmistakable, Katura. KATURA: Yes, Consul. It's happening at last. Foster, find Consul Kassia. Bring her here immediately. Tell her, tell her the Keeper is dying. DOCTOR: Well? NYSSA: No Fosters anywhere. ADRIC: But they can't have given up the search. TREMAS: It's not like Kassia to give up so easily. I don't like it. DOCTOR: Neither do I. Still, what can't be cured must be endured. ADRIC: That's the silliest thing you ever said. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, don't listen to me. I never do. Come on. Come on. LUVIC: The texts say it is an agonising death, Katura. KATURA: Yes. For his sake and ours, may it be swift. With the Source out of control, nature, they say, reverts to destructive chaos. I dread that anything should go wrong, Luvic. LUVIC: Yes, yes. Kassia must be here the instant the moment comes. KATURA: Then let her hurry. Time runs out. ADRIC: I don't like it, Doctor. DOCTOR: No, it is very quiet. Wait, wait. Come on, quickly. DOCTOR: Now remember, we come to the statue presently. No funny business. Off you go. ADRIC: Wait. DOCTOR: What is it? ADRIC: Listen. DOCTOR: What? Imagination. Come on. DOCTOR: Well, Neman. Neman, you've made a splendid recovery. NEMAN: Unfortunately for you, yes. Now stand still! TREMAS: Neman, I'm Tremas, your Consul. What's happened to you people? NEMAN: Enough, Consul. There is nothing to be said. As far as you are concerned, our instructions are clear. DOCTOR: Well, clarity is the soul of knowing what the other chap's going to do. What are you going to do? NEMAN: By order of the Keeper Nominate, you are all sentenced to death. DOCTOR: What? NEMAN: Sentence to be carried out immediately. Fosters. NEMAN: fre! fre! TREMAS: The Keeper, Doctor. The Keeper's dying! DOCTOR: Yes, and Kassia will be the next Keeper unless we make the Sanctum. TREMAS: He dies, Doctor. The Keeper dies! NYSSA: Father! LUVIC: Quick, Kassia. Quickly! KASSIA: Yes, Melkur, the time has come. MELKUR: Do what must be done. I am impatient, Kassia. KASSIA: Keeper of Traken, your work is done. Go swiftly in gratitude for all you have accomplished. She who will succeed is present. Relinquish the Source and die. KATURA: He is gone! TREMAS: The Keeper is d*ad. LUVIC: The Source. Has it survived? KATURA: All will be well, Consul. All will be as it should be. KASSIA: Consuls, you are witness to my acceptance. Instruct the Source that transition may be completed. DOCTOR: Come on. MELKUR: Doctor. So you survive after all. DOCTOR: Oh yes, yes, we're still here. Don't write us off yet, will you. MELKUR: Look into my eyes, all of you. There is nothing more than you can do, Doctor, so look, and you will die swiftly. MELKUR: A merciful death. Refuse and you will regret it. DOCTOR (on screen): Oh, no. We know what you're up to, Melkur, and we'll stop you. That's a promise. MELKUR: But it's too late, Doctor. The Source is mine! And soon, very soon, you will feel its power. MELKUR: Now this Traken web of harmony is broken. I am free! KATURA: By this act, Kassia, you are physically confirmed as Keeper. Prepare for access to the Source. KATURA: May you bring peace and blessing for all your time, Keeper. DOCTOR: Consul, don't do it! KATURA: You again! LUVIC: Fosters, these traitors have no business here. DOCTOR: Consul Kassia has betrayed you all. Don't complete the transition. KASSIA: Do your duty, Katura. Complete transition! DOCTOR: Don't listen to her, Consul. KASSIA: Complete transition! TREMAS: No, Katura! KATURA: Transition complete. You now have access to the Source, Keeper. LUVIC: The Keeper! TREMAS: We warned you, Consuls. DOCTOR: (to Adric) It's our only chance. Secure the TARDIS. Take Nyssa with you and wait. DOCTOR: It's too late, Tremas. Far too late.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x23 - The Keeper of Traken - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
THE KEEPER OF TRAKEN BY: JOHNNY BYRNE Part Four First Air Date: 21 February 1981 Running time: 25:11 MELKUR: Thank you, Consul Katura. You were most wise to complete the access to the Source. I am grateful. KATURA: Who are you? DOCTOR: Your new Keeper. TREMAS: This is no Keeper of Traken. DOCTOR: Well, I know it's not exactly what you had in mind, but now I'm afraid you're rather stuck with him. MELKUR: Consul Luvic, you may now summon Proctor Neman. DOCTOR: I should do it, Consul, if I were you. He'll make you. MELKUR: There is no compulsion. It is your Keeper who asks. Do it to serve him. DOCTOR: Huh. No compulsion? You've changed your tune. MELKUR: Apparently you haven't, Doctor. Consuls, this man is known to me, as is his ambition. DOCTOR: My only ambition is to stop you, Melkur. MELKUR: An unhappy man. The old Keeper rejected him and you Consuls sentenced him to death. Is that not so? KATURA: He speaks the truth. Do as the Keeper says, Luvic. DOCTOR: (quietly) I want to get a closer look at that Melkur creature. I have the oddest feeling we've met somewhere before. NYSSA: How could he just disappear and reappear like that? ADRIC: That's nothing. We do it all the time in the TARDIS. Of course! Just like the TARDIS. TREMAS: And you have no right to sit in that chair. How dare you expect us to believe you were known to the old Keeper? MELKUR: Known to him, Consul? It was he that arranged that I should succeed. TREMAS: Impossible! No outsider can become Keeper. KATURA: That's true. Our choice was Consul Kassia. MELKUR: Yes, Consul. That is why it happened as you saw it happen. The old Keeper foresaw this, and Kassia gave her life so that I should serve you. DOCTOR: If you ask me, poor old Kassia didn't have much say in the matter. MELKUR: You still do not recognise me, Doctor, but soon you will know me. Soon. NYSSA: So this is the TARDIS. But how ADRIC: Just a minute. ADRIC: We're safe now. No one except the Doctor can get in. Or at least that's the theory. NYSSA: How can all this be like Melkur? ADRIC: I don't know, but the Fourier analysis we did says it is. NYSSA: But why is it so much bigger inside than it is outside? ADRIC: Oh, the Doctor told me that was because it was dimensionally transcendental. NYSSA: What does that mean? ADRIC: It means it was bigger inside than outside. NYSSA: What are you doing? ADRIC: Testing drives, in case we have to leave in a hurry. NYSSA: What is it, Adric? ADRIC: I'm getting blocking. NYSSA: Blocking? What does that mean? ADRIC: It means if we have to leave in a hurry, we're in very serious trouble. MELKUR: Proctor Neman, you will dismiss the Consuls and have them confined to quarters. A purely temporary measure, Consuls. NEMAN: The Doctor is under sentence of death, Keeper. MELKUR: Yes, death. I had not forgotten. I am loath to begin my regime with bloodshed, but in this case. MELKUR: You are all confined to quarters. Your fate will be decided later. And Doctor, try to leave, try to gain access to the TARDIS, and you will suffer. NEMAN: You are confined to Consul Tremas' quarters until further notice. DOCTOR: He'll destroy you too, Neman, just as he destroyed Kassia. NEMAN: Consuls, you are dismissed. Escort them to their quarters. NYSSA: There must be something we can do. ADRIC: There is. The Doctor showed me how this thing could be destroyed. NYSSA: How? ADRIC: You wouldn't like it. NYSSA: Adric, if it stopped Melkur ADRIC: It would. It would, but it'd do a lot more than that. NYSSA: What do you mean? ADRIC: We can destroy Melkur, Nyssa, but only by completely destroying the Source. TREMAS: Doctor, these chaps are r DOCTOR: Shush. DOCTOR: Looks like the second law of thermodynamics. DOCTOR: Talking of entropy, what happened last night in the sanctum, the statue fading and struggling, that was most unexpected. TREMAS: It's normal, Doctor. The reaction when a new Keeper succeeds. The effort weakens him. His power comes and goes at first. DOCTOR: A C-reaction. Melkur all sweetness and reason because he's vulnerable. TREMAS: Yes, stalling opposition until his power's secure. DOCTOR: Well then, perhaps we could apply the ultimate sanction. TREMAS: His power's increasing by the minute. The full reaction process is a matter of hours. No, what am I thinking of? We still need all five rings. DOCTOR: What, even though we've got the master plans of the Source Manipulator? TREMAS: You mean there may be a way to short-circuit the security system? MELKUR: Neman, you carried out my orders? NEMAN: Yes, Keeper. The Consuls are confined to their quarters and the residential wing is sealed off. MELKUR: That is good, very good, because until my power is fully active, I shall depend on you. NEMAN: You may count on me, Keeper. MELKUR: Excellent. Let us entrust you with another task. Neman, Consul Tremas has a certain document in his possession. It must be secured at once. TREMAS: A control panel at the base of the chamber, activated by Consular rings DOCTOR: Which in our case we have not got. What's that piece of mechanism? Oh, of course, a recursive integrator. Hmm. How are the rings encoded? TREMAS: Er, ah! Gamma mode encryption. DOCTOR: I see. Then there'll be a single large prime number at the root of it and we don't have the integer key. What a pity you still haven't got your own ring. TREMAS: Oh, you couldn't derive it from one ring. The computation would take thousands of years. DOCTOR: Oh, I don't know. I know one or two shortcuts. DOCTOR: Come in. DOCTOR: Ah, Neman. How nice. NEMAN: Consul Tremas, I have orders to secure the plan of the Source Manipulator. You will please hand it over. TREMAS: Impossible, Neman. The plans of the Source Manipulator are for the eyes of Consuls only! NEMAN: The Keeper orders it, that is enough. Do as I say. DOCTOR: Dear me, he seems to be almost back on form. MELKUR: Tremas, you will do as Proctor Neman asks. TREMAS: I have told him and now I am going to tell you. DOCTOR: All right, all right, Melkur. There's no need to show off your powers as Keeper. We know what you can do. MELKUR: Only a beginning, Doctor. Persuade your friend to cooperate. DOCTOR: Tremas, why don't you do as he asks? It's only a bit of paper, after all. You know why he wants it. He doesn't want you to show it to me. MELKUR: Correct, Doctor. DOCTOR: Afraid I might spoil your fun? DOCTOR: I'd watch it if I were you, Melkur. Burning the candle at both ends and all that. MELKUR: Hold it out, Neman. MELKUR: Now, Doctor, we are safe. The Source is secure. DOCTOR: Oh, by the way, by the way, Neman. Neman, come here. You chaps might be interested in this as well. DOCTOR: Listen, do you know that expression, two heads are better than one? DOCTOR: Well, I think that one head's better than three. TREMAS: Part of the problem solved, Doctor. DOCTOR: So far it's going magnificently. Melkur'll be out of action for a while. Let's try and make that a permanent arrangement, shall we? Come on. NYSSA: The servo shut-off. ADRIC: Perfect. Now there's just the crossover element left. FOSTER: Halt. TREMAS: Consul Tremas on special mission for the Keeper. FOSTER: Halt, or I'll fre. No one may leave the residential quarter. DOCTOR: Come on, through here. Come on. TREMAS: Here's the residential quarter. DOCTOR: Yes. TREMAS: Order of Proctor Neman. We're summoned to the Keeper. NEMAN: Stop them! NEMAN: Doh! DOCTOR: How much longer do we have, Tremas? TREMAS: Can't say, but next time we see the Melkur, the reaction is almost certain to be over. DOCTOR: Not a very pleasant thought. I had considered a more drastic solution. TREMAS: You know another way to destroy Melkur? DOCTOR: No. Just an idea that Adric and I had. TREMAS: Progress, Doctor. You can start your code-breaking now. NYSSA: Finished? ADRIC: Yes. Now all we have to do is connect it up to the manipulator circuits. NYSSA: What will it do? ADRIC: Nothing, until Melkur taps the energy core of the Source. NYSSA: And? ADRIC: Oh, all sorts of things. Time energy will be displaced, energy will overflow, overload the control element. NYSSA: And Melkur? ADRIC: The Source will consume itself and whoever controls it. Or at least, that's the Doctor's theory. NYSSA: Let's hope we don't have to put it to the test. ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Eight, eight, seven, one, zero. Another zero. That's a bad sign. DOCTOR: Down, Tremas. TREMAS: Did you key the whole number in? DOCTOR: What? TREMAS: Did you key the whole number in? DOCTOR: No. Three more digits to go. TREMAS: You nearly had the sanction programmes running. A matter of moments. DOCTOR: Shush. We've still got a chance. Just remember three, three, seven. MELKUR: Now then, Doctor. Let's have you closer, shall we? MELKUR: On your knees, Doctor. NYSSA: Adric, the Source. Melkur's active. ADRIC: The prime circuit bank, Nyssa. Which panel? NYSSA: I'll do it. NYSSA: You know what to do? MELKUR: Too late, Doctor. I am now in full control of the Source. TREMAS: You may call yourself Keeper of Traken, but our people will never accept you. MELKUR: A noble thought, Tremas, but not true, you know. Your people will obey, just as you will. TREMAS: I would die first. MELKUR: Oh, that's not necessary. Now, Consul Tremas, who do you obey. TREMAS: I obey you, Melkur. MELKUR: Let's put it to the test, shall we? MELKUR: Come in, Neman. Please hand your wapon to Consul Tremas. Doctor, you may watch but not interfere. Now, Neman, you failed in your duty to me, did you not? NEMAN: I tried, Keeper. MELKUR: The punishment for failure is death. Consul Tremas, you're a fair-minded man. Kindly destroy Neman, will you? MELKUR: And now yourself, Tremas. MELKUR: You see, Consul? You will accept me now that I have these powers as Keeper. You have no choice, really. None of you has. ADRIC: Careful. ADRIC: That's it. NYSSA: Well done, Adric. Even my father couldn't have done better. MELKUR: Yes, Tremas. You will build machines, to my design, of course. Your colleagues will mobilise the people and I shall lead them to worlds without number, to conquest! DOCTOR: That's a very popular delusion. MELKUR: And along the way, many old scores will be settled, Doctor. DOCTOR: Old scores? MELKUR: You still do not know me, Doctor? But none of this will matter when I control the deeper mysteries of time. DOCTOR: All this and that too? How do you propose to manage that? MELKUR: Through the resources of the Keepership, and through you, Doctor. The knowledge will be taken from you atom by atom, and what is left of you, the husk of your body, that will also have its uses. ADRIC: We've sabotaged the Source Manipulator. Where's the Doctor? TREMAS: He's in there. NYSSA: But it's going to blow any minute! MASTER: Well, Doctor? DOCTOR: Of course, the Master. MASTER: Welcome to my new ship. DOCTOR: I used to know an ancient remedy for mad dogs. I must look it up some time. Good library here, have you? MASTER: Unfortunately for you, you will not be using it. This whole domain is now keyed to my biological rhythms. If you move a muscle, you will be destroyed. ADRIC: Nyssa, the vault. NYSSA: It's too late, Adric. We can't disconnect at full power. It will be catastrophe. ADRIC: But the Doctor! MASTER: You will find immobility endurable, Doctor. I speak from experience. DOCTOR: I thought you meant to destroy me. MASTER: That would be irrational, to waste all that acquired knowledge of the centuries. You spoke of my library, Doctor. I intend that you should become a part of it. Your mind I shall deposit there. Your body. I am now nearing the end of my twelfth regeneration. DOCTOR: Then that is the end for a Time Lord. MASTER: But not for the Keeper of Traken. With my new powers, anything is possible. Yes. I shall enjoy full mobility once again. MASTER: The Source! Someone has tampered with the power of the Source! Argh! ADRIC: Nyssa, the Source! It's in reverse. NYSSA: It's useless, father. You can't stop it. DOCTOR: Adric! Three, three, seven! DOCTOR: Three, three, seven! DOCTOR: Why, thank you, Adric. That should cancel out your little bit of sabotage and put paid to the resident Keeper for good. KATURA: The Source! The Source is failing. DOCTOR: You know, I was going to mention that. I think that one of you two should step into the breach if you want to keep this quaint old custom going. LUVIC: I'll go. TREMAS: What happened? DOCTOR: You just missed your chance of becoming Keeper yet again. But confidentially, I think that you're very lucky. TREMAS: We're all lucky, Doctor. DOCTOR: Really? TREMAS: To have met you. DOCTOR: Ah, well, I'm afraid your luck's just run out. Adric and I have got to fly. Come on, Adric. ADRIC: We're supposed to be heading back to Gallifrey. TREMAS: Goodbye. NYSSA: Goodbye. DOCTOR: Well, she seems to be going right as ninepence now. ADRIC: Why couldn't I start it? DOCTOR: Oh, probably the Master up to one of his little party tricks again. Then the general run-down condition. It badly needs an overhaul. ADRIC: Then why don't you? DOCTOR: Well, it involves an awful lot of recalculation, and this type's not really my forte. ADRIC: Well, you did work out the code for the Source Manipulator. DOCTOR: Oh, guesswork mostly. ADRIC: But it did work. DOCTOR: Yes, it did, didn't it. Adric, wouldn't it be nice to be right about everything? KATURA: Well, Tremas, the new Keeper has been inaugurated. TREMAS: Perhaps we shall have peace again. NYSSA: Come on, father. You'll be needed to put everything together again. TREMAS: Starting with my quarters. I'll join you in a minute. There's something I want to look into. TREMAS: Help! Nyssa! MASTER: So, a new body at last. MASTER: A new body at last. NYSSA: Father? Where are you?	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x24 - The Keeper of Traken - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
LOGOPOLIS BY: CHRISTOPHER H. BIDMEAD Part One First Air Date: 28 February 1981 Running time: 24:32 ADRIC: Doctor. DOCTOR: Chameleon circuit. ADRIC: What? Doctor. DOCTOR: Look, whenever you see me in this part of the TARDIS, pacing up and down like this, be a good chap and don't interrupt me, will you, unless it's terribly urgent. It's not terribly urgent, is it? ADRIC: Well, no. DOCTOR: Good, so now you'll know in fact there's no need for you to come barging in here at all, but if it is terribly urgent you can always ring the Cloister Bell. ADRIC: The Cloister Bell? DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: What's that? DOCTOR: Well, it's a sort of communications device reserved for wild catastrophes and sudden calls to man the battle stations. ADRIC: But the TARDIS doesn't have battle stations. DOCTOR: No, no, no, nothing along those lines. I sometimes think I should be running a tighter ship. ADRIC: A tighter ship? DOCTOR: Yes. The second law of thermodynamics is taking its toll on the old thing. Entropy increases. ADRIC: Entropy increases? DOCTOR: Yes, daily. The more you put things together, the more they keep falling apart, and that's the essence of the second law of thermodynamics and I never heard a truer word spoken. Come on. Come on. DOCTOR: Have you seen the state of the time column recently? Wheezing like a grampus. ADRIC: But it will get us to Gallifrey, won't it? DOCTOR: Gallifrey? Oh yes, yes. Are you really set on going to Gallifrey? ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Oh. ADRIC: That is where we're going, isn't it? DOCTOR: That's one of the questions I was just pondering. There's bound to be an awful lot of fuss about Romana. Why she stayed in E-space, official investigations, that sort of thing. ADRIC: The Time Lords won't approve? DOCTOR: What? She has broken the cardinal rule of Gallifrey. She has become involved, and in a pretty permanent sort of way. I think that you and I should let a few oceans flow under a few bridges before we head back home. ADRIC: So we don't get to go to Gallifrey. DOCTOR: Yes. Let me put another question to you. I have a place in mind that's on the way, well, more or less, give or take a parsec or two. It's my home from home. It's called Earth. TEGAN: Passport. VANESSA: Oh, she's going to go back in there. Forget her head if it wasn't screwed on, I tell you. VANESSA: There we go. TEGAN: Okay, Aunty Vanessa, let's go. More choke. Easy on the throttle as you turn her over. VANESSA: While I do that, dear, I wonder if you'd mind shutting the front door. VANESSA: And don't forget your bag. You might need it. TEGAN: Rats. I promise I'll get organised one day. VANESSA: Now calm now, Tegan, dear. Look, we've got plenty of time. You get yourself so excited. VANESSA: Wish you and I had half her energy, though. TEGAN: Sorry, Aunty. First flight nerves, I guess. Here, let me have a go. VANESSA: That's a good idea. I'm not having any luck here with it at all this morning. It's really very cold. TEGAN: It's cold. VANESSA: There we are. Got all your things? Right. TEGAN: I've got the knack. VANESSA: You sure have. TEGAN: Ladies and gentlemen. Although the fasten seatbelt sign is now off, we suggest that you keep your seatbelt fastened when seated. If necessary, you may move about the cabin. Smoking is now permitted. ADRIC: Earth's the planet with all the oceans, isn't it? DOCTOR: That's the chap. ADRIC: Wet. DOCTOR: Britain is. That's the one place where we can find these blue boxes. ADRIC: TARDISes? DOCTOR: Yes, but they're not. No spacious accommodation, no viewer screens. They don't even time travel. Just elementary Earth communications devices, and more or less obsolete by the time we'll be arriving there. There's some in the North that are still in use. ADRIC: But we've got communications devices. DOCTOR: But not a police box. ADRIC: A police box? DOCTOR: Yes. What the mathematical model of a TARDIS exterior is based upon. ADRIC: I'd like to see Earth, but why go all that way just to look at something that looks like the TARDIS? DOCTOR: Because I want to measure it. ADRIC: Whatever for? DOCTOR: Block transfer computation. ADRIC: I've never heard of that. DOCTOR: I'm not surprised. Logopolis is a quiet little planet. ADRIC: Logopolis? But I thought we were going to Earth? DOCTOR: No, that's the other place. We go to Logopolis afterwards. ADRIC: You mean we're going to measure Logopolis, too? DOCTOR: No, no, no. It's all to do with the chameleon circuit problem. We measure the police box on Earth, then we take the measurements afterwards to Logopolis. Come on, I'll show you. ADRIC: What is it? DOCTOR: The Cloister Bell. ADRIC: It's stopped. DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: Well, what does it mean? DOCTOR: Well, nothing, when it's not ringing. ADRIC: But it did ring. Is there a wild catastrophe? DOCTOR: Apparently not. ADRIC: Well, something must have made it ring. DOCTOR: Yes, or else our old friend entropy's nibbling away at the system circuitry. Let's take a look. ADRIC: But you were saying about the chameleon circuit. TEGAN: Hell's teeth, Aunty Vanessa. It is a flat. VANESSA: I thought there was something funny about that steering, but you wouldn't listen to me. DOCTOR: Well, it's only the exterior of a TARDIS that exists as a real space-time event. ADRIC: But mapped on to one of the interior continua. DOCTOR: Precisely. That's very good. ADRIC: So you can change it into anything you like. DOCTOR: Ah, well, that's a sore point. According to the handbook, yeah, because the outer plasmic shell of a TARDIS is driven by the chameleon circuit, or so the theory runs. In practice I always meant to ask Romana to help me fix it one day. DOCTOR: Ah. I suppose we're going to miss Romana. ADRIC: And K9, too. DOCTOR: Yes. Still, the future lies this way. TEGAN: Come on, Aunty. We've got to do something. VANESSA: Yeah. Telephone for help. TEGAN: Absolutely not. Cars. I hate 'em. VANESSA: That's not what you said when I offered you a lift. TEGAN: Sorry, Aunty, but you just don't get this sort of silly aggravation with aircraft. VANESSA: Well, perhaps if we sit here and look helpless, someone might offer us a lift. TEGAN: Pathetic. We'll crack this ourselves. Now then. TEGAN: Where's the wheel spanner? ADRIC: So the chameleon circuit's stuck? DOCTOR: Exactly. ADRIC: In Totter's Yard. DOCTOR: In a totter's yard. Anyway, it was ages ago. It doesn't matter. She was in on Gallifrey for repair when I borrowed her. ADRIC: I thought she was yours? DOCTOR: Well, on a sort of finders-keepers basis, yes. I should have waited till they'd done the chameleon conversion, but there were other pressing reasons at the time. Anything happening up there? ADRIC: No. ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Good. Ah. ADRIC: What do these numbers and letters mean? DOCTOR: Well, it's an early version. The instructions have to be punched in by machine code. ADRIC: Oh, how boring. DOCTOR: Boring? In theory we should be able to do things like this. DOCTOR: There. You have a door there. ADRIC: Yes, I suppose that's useful. DOCTOR: Well, we've got to be able to get in and out. ADRIC: No, no, I mean being able to change like that. DOCTOR: That's how the Master hid from us on Traken. Anyway, if this worked, I'd just have to punch a few buttons like this, and we'd be a pyramid. ADRIC: It's very distinctive. DOCTOR: Yes. I'm not sure we should be distinctive. ADRIC: Why? Who's looking for us now? You've disposed of the Master. DOCTOR: Yes. But since we left Traken, and then the Cloister Bell. ADRIC: Wild catastrophe? DOCTOR: Mmm. ADRIC: Man the battle stations? DOCTOR: Yes. Ah, Earth. Nearly there. VANESSA: Completely remove the wheel-nuts, remove the hub trim, exchange the road wheels and replace the hub trim and wheel-nuts. Oh, dear. TEGAN: Now that's what I call travelling. VANESSA: You and your aeroplanes. I sometimes think you should have been born with wings. TEGAN: Oh, rabbits. VANESSA: By the way, dear, don't you think you should put a jack underneath there before you take that wheel off? DOCTOR: We've missed. ADRIC: What's supposed to happen? DOCTOR: At least, I suppose it's a miss, but I thought just for once we'd materialise on the right coordinates. DOCTOR: Two point six metres off target. What a landing. ADRIC: It's not bad for the TARDIS. DOCTOR: That's what I just said. What a landing. No, no, no, no. Don't open the door. ADRIC: Aren't we going out there to measure it? DOCTOR: There's no need to draw attention to ourselves. There's a simpler way, if I can just organise it. The TARDIS and I are getting rather better at these short hops. ADRIC: It's just like the TARDIS! DOCTOR: I hope not. That could produce some unpleasant dimensional anomalies. No, it's just an ordinary police box, around which we've materialised with considerable finesse, I hope you've noticed. ADRIC: Police telephone, free for use of DOCTOR: No, no, no, leave it alone. DOCTOR: It's a communications device. Adric, take down these dimensions. I've been meaning to do this for centuries. VANESSA: It's nearly done. TEGAN: I don't really belong at ground level, Aunt Vanessa. VANESSA: Yeah. TEGAN: I didn't mean to be rude about your car. It's very nice of you to give me a lift to the airport. VANESSA: My little runabout's used to being insulted by now. TEGAN: Cars are all right, I guess. Just more fun to have your own plane back home. What kind of a maintenance schedule are you running here, Aunty Vanessa? This tyre's flat, too. DOCTOR: Three point six seven metres normal to the back surface. ADRIC: How much more of this is there? DOCTOR: It has to be measured in every dimension. ADRIC: But it can't have thirty seven dimensions! You said it was an ordinary Earth object. DOCTOR: In every dimension. I need every detail. The Logopolitans convert that into a precise mathematical model. ADRIC: Why? DOCTOR: Well, to overlay it on the TARDIS. ADRIC: And that's block transfer computation. DOCTOR: Well, it's a way of modelling space-time events through pure calculation. ADRIC: Really? DOCTOR: No, transcendentally. It's quite hard to explain in a word. ADRIC: Creating solid objects through pure mathematics. DOCTOR: Yes. I meant to do it all of course when they first offered to do the chameleon conversion for me. It's highly specialised. But they say it'll work. Leg up. VANESSA: Oh, please, dear, do let's get a man from the garage. TEGAN: No way. The stories I've heard about the way they exploit helpless women. You want the job done well, you do it yourself, that's what Dad used to say. VANESSA: Perhaps some knight errant will stop for us. TEGAN: You have to learn to fend for yourself in the outback, you know. VANESSA: Your father's farm is hardly the outback, my dear, and neither is this. You know, I can see a garage not even a quarter of a mile away. TEGAN: Industry and application, Aunt Vanessa. Air stewardesses are supposed to be resourceful. VANESSA: You're not an air stewardess yes, dear. TEGAN: I will be after today. VANESSA: If ever we get to the airport. TEGAN: We will, just as soon as I get this wheel off. VANESSA: Oh, god. You know, I thought I saw a man hovering over there. Perhaps he needed a wave of encouragement. TEGAN: It's the 1980s, Aunt Vanessa. No knight errants. ADRIC: So why do we have to go to Logopolis if the theory's as simple as you say? DOCTOR: Because the actual working-out's incredibly tedious. Lots of fiddly computations. Much better to leave it to the Logopolitans. They do it standing on their heads. ADRIC: Not with a computer? DOCTOR: Standing on their heads is an expression. ADRIC: Oh. DOCTOR: As a matter of fact, they don't use computers, they use word of mouth. ADRIC: Is that another expression? DOCTOR: No. ADRIC: They speak it? DOCTOR: Mutter. Intone. ADRIC: Intone the computations? DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: Why? DOCTOR: I've wondered that myself. I never quite had the nerve to ask them. DOCTOR: Another instrumentation failure. ADRIC: A gravity bubble? DOCTOR: No. DOCTOR: Definitely a gravity bubble. Pretty local too, by the look of it. ADRIC: Is that dangerous? DOCTOR: Well, we'd better not dematerialise till I've investigated. I have a feeling I'm overlooking the obvious again. Back in two shakes. DOCTOR: What are you doing, Adric? ADRIC: I thought it might have something to do with the gravity bubble. DOCTOR: What? DOCTOR: I'm afraid you're right. No! You'd better leave this to me. DOCTOR: Get back to the TARDIS. ADRIC: But this is the TARDIS. DOCTOR: A TARDIS, perhaps. ADRIC: It looks just like yours. DOCTOR: Yes, down to the last detail. No, wait, wait. DOCTOR: This could be terribly dangerous. You'd better stay with me. VANESSA: There you are, Tegan, dear. I've got the knack too. TEGAN: I wish there was a knack to bl*wing up a spare tyre with a hole in it. Really, Aunt Vanessa, what's the point in driving around with a dud spare tyre? VANESSA: It's the garage, then. TEGAN: Crooks and swindlers, but I suppose we've got no choice. VANESSA: Unless we wait for a knight errant? TEGAN: No, thank you. Look, you stay here and get your breath back, and I'll go. VANESSA: Take your bag, dear. You might have to pay for it. Ah, there's a girl. Good girl. TEGAN: (reads) Police telephone, free for use of public. Advice and assistance obtainable immediately. Officers and cars respond to urgent calls. Pull to open. TEGAN: That's funny. It's very peculiar indeed. ADRIC: So it is another TARDIS. DOCTOR: It's too early to tell. DOCTOR: There are other things that can cause this sort of dimensional anomaly. See if you can do that again. TEGAN: Hello? Anybody there? TEGAN: Well, there must be intelligent life at the end of this lot. TEGAN: Hello? Anybody receiving me? Hello? Come in, anybody. My name's Tegan Jovanka. I'd like to speak to the pilot. TEGAN: Is that the crew in there? VANESSA: Tegan? Goodness me. ADRIC: How many more of these are there? ADRIC: It couldn't be an infinite regression, could it? DOCTOR: I hope not, because if it is, we'll never get out of it. DOCTOR: Here, you do it. ADRIC: Listen. VANESSA: No! ADRIC: Someone's trying to get in touch with us. DOCTOR: We can't go back now. ADRIC: Done it. DOCTOR: We must be getting near to the nucleus of the bubble. ADRIC: What's causing it? DOCTOR: Another TARDIS. ADRIC: What? Materialising round the police box just as we planned to do? DOCTOR: Yes. Someone's been here before us. Stay here, Adric. DOCTOR: Ah, good morning. DETECTIVE: Good morning. This your vehicle? DOCTOR: Which vehicle? DETECTIVE: The sports car. DOCTOR: No. DETECTIVE: Ah. DETECTIVE (OOV.): I just wondered how you came to be here. There is only the road, after all. DOCTOR (OOV.): It isn't easy to explain. DETECTIVE: Well, while you're trying to work that one out, perhaps you'd like to explain this? DOCTOR: So he did escape from Traken. DETECTIVE: I think you'd better come along with us. DOCTOR: But he's still about, somewhere. DETECTIVE: He, sir? DOCTOR: Yes. The Master.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x25 - Logopolis - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
LOGOPOLIS BY: CHRISTOPHER H. BIDMEAD Part Two First Air Date: 7 March 1981 Running time: 24:03 DOCTOR: Now just a minute, officer. You don't realise what's going on here. DETECTIVE: No, sir, and I don't want to have to go into detail. You want to think yourself lucky that I don't have to be the judge. DOCTOR: Me lucky? You don't think that I? You do think. DETECTIVE: I'm not paid to have opinions, sir. I'm paid to do my duty. DOCTOR: Well, I do have opinions. This is the calling card of the most evil genius in the universe and I have to tell you gentlemen, I've got to get after him. Now, if you'll just help me to create a diversion, hmm? DETECTIVE: I think you'd just better come along to the station with us, sir. DOCTOR: I'd love to. DETECTIVE: Just to assist us in our enquiries. DOCTOR: Would you mind awfully if I stopped to telephone my solicitor? DETECTIVE: You can do that back at the station. DOCTOR: It seems we're going to be awfully busy at this station of yours. I mean, isn't that a telephone box? DETECTIVE: That's a police box, sir, not for DOCTOR: But that would do fine, don't you agree? DETECTIVE: Look, sir, if you want a formal arrest DOCTOR: Er, no. ADRIC: Help! Help me, please! Quickly! Help! Please help! ADRIC: Help! DETECTIVE: Get him, Davis! ADRIC: Help! DETECTIVE: Not that one, you fool! The other one! ADRIC: The box has gone. DOCTOR: It could be anywhere in the TARDIS. ADRIC: Battle stations? DOCTOR: Absolutely. DETECTIVE: Come on now, sir. ADRIC: The Cloister Bell! DOCTOR: A choice of emergencies. We'd better dematerialise first. ADRIC: What's the matter? DOCTOR: The TARDIS is very sluggish. We may not have any choice at all. DETECTIVE: Get the key. DOCTOR: It's dragging us back. We'll have to find some more power from somewhere. ADRIC: The Cloister Bell! DOCTOR: Well, shut the door, then. There must be some way of simplifying this. Architectural configuration, that's the one. ADRIC: What's that? DOCTOR: Interior allocation of space. Adric, I'm going to jettison Romana's room. ADRIC: Are you sure? DOCTOR: This is life. Nothing's sure. ADRIC: I'm sorry, I just DOCTOR: Look, do you want a quick decision or a debate? ADRIC: Sorry! DOCTOR: You see? There's no need to shout. ADRIC: We're moving. DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: So that other TARDIS really has gone. DOCTOR: Somehow I rather doubt that. Come on, Adric. ADRIC: But aren't you going to answer the Cloister Bell? DOCTOR: Why don't you answer it? Go on. Go on. DETECTIVE: There's got to me some trick to this, Davis. TEGAN: This place is unreal. ADRIC: Doctor, it stopped. DOCTOR: Yes, so now we know. ADRIC: Know what? DOCTOR: The message was very faint. It was from Traken. ADRIC: Traken? How's Nyssa? DOCTOR: Nyssa's all right. ADRIC: Tremas? DOCTOR: Vanished. The Master must have had a second TARDIS hidden away somewhere. ADRIC: The Master's escaped from Traken? But why take Nyssa's father? DOCTOR: To renew himself. He was very near the end of his twelfth regeneration. ADRIC: He's taken over Tremas? DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: Can a Time Lord do that? DOCTOR: Well, not just a Time Lord by himself, but with some of the powers of the Keepership still lingering. Huh, and I was so sure. I was so sure. He must have known I was going to fix the chameleon circuit. ADRIC: He read your mind? DOCTOR: Well, he's a Time Lord! In many ways, we have the same mind. ADRIC: Are we still going to Logopolis? DOCTOR: No, how can we with the Master in the TARDIS? They're a retiring people. They like a quiet life. There's no telling what a creature like that would do on Logopolis. ADRIC: So how do we flush him out? DOCTOR: And there's no saying what that might do to the TARDIS systems. Can you swim? ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Good. Materialise the TARDIS underwater and open the door. DOCTOR: That's the River Thames. We'll put down there. ADRIC: And water sluices in and floods out the whole TARDIS. DOCTOR: Yes. Adric, shut down everything. Fold back the Omega configuration. ADRIC: Folded back. DOCTOR: Good. Exponential cross-field? ADRIC: Halted. DOCTOR: Good. Pathways to conditional states seven to seventeen? ADRIC: Closed. DOCTOR: Excellent. Main and auxiliary drive? ADRIC: Ended. DOCTOR: Good. Now, we're partially materialised, so there'll be a slight jolt. Are you ready? ADRIC: If you are. DOCTOR: What? Well, I'd feel more confident if you just said yes. ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Good. Here we go, then. TEGAN: This is too much! DOCTOR: A gentle splash-down. DOCTOR: We must have touched bottom. ADRIC: Touched bottom? DOCTOR: Yes. Good thing the water was there to break our fall. TEGAN: Crazy idiot of a pilot! Wait till I have a word with him. TEGAN: Who's that? DOCTOR: Careful, now. The water pressure could send us both flying. Ready? ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Now! DOCTOR: That's odd. There's no pressure on those doors at all. ADRIC: Perhaps we aren't down very deep. DOCTOR: Ah. I thought there's be a perfectly simple explanation. ADRIC: Nearly got it right. DOCTOR: Nearly, but not quite right. There's something not quite right about all of this. ADRIC: The Master. DOCTOR: Nothing like this has ever happened before. I've got to get to the bottom of this. You stay here. TEGAN: I definitely came in this way. So this must be the way out. TEGAN: Round and round like a hamster in a cage! Somebody must be in charge here! TEGAN: We'll just have to give it one more go. DOCTOR: Door. ADRIC: Who was that? Doctor, who was that? DOCTOR: Set. ADRIC: Where are we going? DOCTOR: Logopolis. ADRIC: What? DOCTOR: I've just dipped into the future. We must be prepared for the worst. ADRIC: So that was the Master? DOCTOR: Hmm? How do you deduce that? ADRIC: I just guessed. DOCTOR: Never guess. Unless you have to. There's enough uncertainty in the universe as it is. ADRIC: But I can help you. Well, can't I? DOCTOR: In the ordinary way, yes. This is something far too serious. ADRIC: What sort of something? DOCTOR: A chain of circumstances that fragments the law that holds the universe together. ADRIC: Logopolis? DOCTOR: Yes. That aerial's a recent addition. ADRIC: Are we going to be staying long? DOCTOR: You are. ADRIC: What? DOCTOR: You and I have to part company. ADRIC: Look, if you're going after Nyssa, I'm coming too. DOCTOR: Adric, don't argue. TEGAN: I demand to see whoever's in charge of this ship! TEGAN: Tegan Jovanka. And I'm not answering any more questions until you tell me exactly who you are. ADRIC: I'm Adric. That's the Doctor. DOCTOR: Who is she? Where did she come from? What are we going to do with her? TEGAN: You can take me right back where you found me, Doctor whoever you are. My aunt's waiting in the car to take me to the airport. DOCTOR: Your aunt? Woman in the white hat, red sports car? TEGAN: You've seen her? DOCTOR: Well, a little of her. That settles it. She's got to come with us. TEGAN: Settles what? Now wait a minute, Doctor. MONITOR: My dear Doctor. Logopolis is honoured by your visit. DOCTOR: Well, it's very nice of you to put it like that, Monitor. TEGAN: I demand to know what's DOCTOR: Shush. We're all very honoured to be here. TEGAN: (quietly) Where's here? DOCTOR: Logopolis. MONITOR: Welcome. Time has changed little for either of us, Doctor. You continue to roam the universe, while we persist in our simple existence on this planet. DOCTOR: Yes. The antenna's new, Monitor. MONITOR: Occasionally our researches require what is sometimes called technology. But for the most part, our computations are enough. DOCTOR: If your computations can help solve a problem in my TARDIS, I'd be eternally grateful, Monitor. MONITOR: You have recorded the dimensions we need as data? DOCTOR: Yes, all noted down. Monitor, I don't wish to press you but my problem is now extremely urgent. MONITOR: It will only take a moment. MONITOR: Why don't we proceed to business immediately? DOCTOR: Yes, yes. DOCTOR: But all this is new, Monitor, and vaguely familiar. MONITOR: This is purely for our advanced researches. ADRIC: I thought you said they didn't use computers. DOCTOR: That's right. MONITOR: May I have the dimensions? DOCTOR: Yes, historically the Logopolitans do everything MONITOR: The dimensions, Doctor. MONITOR: This will only take a moment. MONITOR: Keree gorok gorok, keree gorok per denesta zel octa zarel gorok gorok keree TEGAN: (quietly) What's he doing? DOCTOR: The numbers. He's recreating the TARDIS. MONITOR: The code is being compiled. DOCTOR: Thank you, Monitor. I'm certainly looking forward to having a properly functioning TARDIS. ADRIC: You mean those people we saw in the streets are working it out for themselves? MONITOR: Yes. ADRIC: What, without technology? MONITOR: Block transfer computation is a complex discipline, way beyond the capabilities of simple machines. It requires all the subtleties of the living mind. Is that not so, Doctor? DOCTOR: Oh, indeed, Monitor, indeed. TEGAN: When am I going to get an explanation for all this? DOCTOR: Do you really feel up to an explanation? TEGAN: I'll try. DOCTOR: Well. Adric, you explain. ADRIC: It's not the Doctor's fault you wandered aboard. TEGAN: Wandered? Listen, that ship was deliberately disguised as a police box. I just want to know who you are and where I am. ADRIC: Look, I'd better explain. MONITOR: This will restore your chameleon circuit, Doctor. DOCTOR: Splendid, Monitor. I've really been looking forward to this. Of course! The Pharos Project! But this is a near replica of the Pharos computer room. MONITOR: It is a perfectly logical copy. DOCTOR: What? MONITOR: I always thought you underestimated the possibilities of block transfer computation, Doctor. You see, structure is the essence of matter, and the essence of structure is mathematics. DOCTOR: What, you can model the Pharos Project mathematically? MONITOR: Of course, and supply the necessary raw energy. DOCTOR: Well, then, you can model any space-time event in the universe. MONITOR: That is true. Now, shall we implement the solution to your little problem, Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes. Yes. ADRIC: What's a Pharos, Doctor? TEGAN: Ancient Greek for lighthouse. ADRIC: What's a lighthouse? DOCTOR: A famous Earth project to transmit signals to remote planets. MONITOR: I understand they're trying to get intelligent life to respond. DOCTOR: Ah. DOCTOR: Monitor, I must ask you a very special favour. MONITOR: My dear Doctor, of course. DOCTOR: Adric and the girl. Would you look after them for me? MONITOR: You don't want them with you in the TARDIS? DOCTOR: No. What lies ahead is for me, not for them. I hate farewells. MONITOR: There is a chance the computation may produce an instability. ADRIC: The Doctor's in danger? MONITOR: A simple precaution. There is very little that could go wrong. In fact, nothing at all. ADRIC: But he said he was expecting danger. MONITOR: I must confess, I misled the Doctor in order to have the pleasure of your company while he engages in this mundane task. Now, perhaps you would like to see more of Logopolis. TEGAN: I'd prefer to see a lot less of it. Can you give me some idea how long we're going to be delayed here? ADRIC: I'm sorry. She's upset. TEGAN: Too right I'm upset. Wouldn't you be? NYSSA (OOV.): Adric! TEGAN: I've got a job to do. NYSSA: Adric. ADRIC: Nyssa! How did you get here? NYSSA: A friend of the Doctor's brought me. He's here, somewhere. TEGAN: Who's Nyssa? ADRIC: She's the friend who helped me on Traken. NYSSA: Is the Doctor here? ADRIC: In the TARDIS. TEGAN: Hi, I'm Tegan. Did they hijack you, too? ADRIC: What's the matter? MONITOR: Transfer instability. It may be only temporary. ADRIC: Something's wrong. MONITOR: Yes, you're right. TEGAN: It's getting smaller. ADRIC: Can't you do something? MONITOR: I don't understand. I don't understand. ADRIC: But the Doctor's in there!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x26 - Logopolis - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
LOGOPOLIS BY: CHRISTOPHER H. BIDMEAD Part Three First Air Date: 14 March 1981 Running time: 24:32 ADRIC: It's your codes that are doing this. MONITOR: This is unheard of. TEGAN: Well, how do we get him out of this? MONITOR: A fault in the computation? ADRIC: There must be something you can do to put him right. MONITOR: Take the machine to the Central Register. NYSSA: What are you going to do with it? MONITOR: The Central Register, quickly. There may still be time. The honour of Logopolis is at stake. DOCTOR: Must dematerialise. Dematerialise. Nothing working. Nothing. TEGAN: Will he be all right, Monitor? MONITOR: If we can trace the error in time. MASTER: At last, Doctor. At last I've cut you down to size. NYSSA: Hold on, Doctor. The Monitor is going to help you. TEGAN: What's he doing? MONITOR: The fault is in the dimensioning routine. We can trace it, if there's time. ADRIC: Can I help? MONITOR: Perhaps you can. MONITOR: This is the machine code of the section that contains the error. I must check the external registers. Read it to me as we go. It is a copy of an Earth machine, so I'm afraid we have to make do with their clumsy symbols. ADRIC: The Doctor taught me to read Earth numbering. TEGAN: Where are you off to? There's work to be done. ADRIC: We're doing it. ADRIC: A zero. Zero A. Four A. Nine two. Two C. ADRIC: A zero. Three zero. MONITOR: I'm sorry, I thought we had found something. It's somewhere in the subroutine. Somewhere. ADRIC: Monitor, I still don't see why you need all these people. Why can't it all be done on machinery? MONITOR: For many uses machinery is unsurpassed, but Logopolis is not interested in such uses. Block transfer computation cannot be done with computers. ADRIC: Why not? MONITOR: Our manipulation of numbers directly changes the physical world. There is no other mathematics like ours. ADRIC: You mean the computations themselves would affect a computer? MONITOR: Of course. Change its nature, cause it to malfunction. Only the living brain is immune. ADRIC: But you had a computer out there. You were using it. MONITOR: To record the code, yes. To prepare new algorithms, yes. But we must not use it to run our programme. Now, we had reached zero four, zero seven, A zero, three zero, three eight. There are no errors in the registers. We must search the streets. NYSSA: Sonic projectors. TEGAN: What are they for? NYSSA: They must be creating a temporary zone of stasis around the TARDIS, but I don't really understand their science. TEGAN: That goes double for me. ADRIC: Fourth block begins. A three. F eight. MONITOR: E eight. ADRIC: Sorry. E eight. MONITOR: It is difficult, I know, but accuracy is of a vital importance. ADRIC: Three three. TEGAN: You can tell they're exploited. NYSSA: These people are scientists. TEGAN: So? NYSSA: I've seen that look of dedication on my father's face. TEGAN: Well, it doesn't seem to be doing any good, does it. NYSSA: At least the dimensions are sab. ADRIC: Eight nine. Nine A. E seven. MONITOR: E nine. ADRIC: Sorry. E nine. Two three. Wait! Wait. Did you say E nine? Look, it says E seven there. MONITOR: You're right. And the next three numbers are wrong. This way. TEGAN: The TARDIS isn't much use to anybody that size, sab or not. NYSSA: It gives us time. TEGAN: Time to do what? We don't even know if he's alive in there. DOCTOR: They've arrested the dimension spiral. Things are looking up. MONITOR: This is the street. The error should be somewhere here. MONITOR: Sabotage. ADRIC: mrder. MONITOR: Interfering with the working of Logopolis. The most dangerous crime in the universe. DOCTOR: An error in the dimension subroutine. Somewhere here. I will not be beaten. I simply will not be beaten. But I could certainly do with a little more help from outside. MONITOR: We must return to the Central Register, quickly. ADRIC: The Monitor's done it. He's found the error. MONITOR: The Doctor must reprogram block four of the dimensioning routine. ADRIC: Those numbers are the ones that have to be changed. TEGAN: If I show this to him, will he know what to do? ADRIC: Yes. TEGAN: Leave it to me. NYSSA: Adric? ADRIC: The Master's out here somewhere. NYSSA: I came here to find the Master. ADRIC: No. NYSSA: I must know what's happened to my father. ADRIC: This could be very dangerous. NYSSA: I'm coming with you. DOCTOR: The cheeseboard is the world, and the pieces the phenomena of the universe, as my old friend Huxley used to say. Cheese board? Chess board. And the opponent makes no allowances for mistakes nor makes the smallest concession to ignorance. DOCTOR: I'm an ignorant old Doctor, and I've made a mistake. There's only one direction help can come from now. I'll just have to sit here and wait. DOCTOR: Ah yes! Something along those lines. ADRIC: The mark of the Master. NYSSA: He must have added his own voice to the numbers and corrupted the Doctor's code. ADRIC: And he's still here, somewhere. I saw him. He's been following us. NYSSA: The Master? ADRIC: I think so. ADRIC: Come on. TEGAN: I hope he's seen it. MONITOR: I'm sure he has. And with those figures, he will be able to restore the TARDIS. It won't take long. TEGAN: Well, while he's sorting that out, perhaps you wouldn't mind explaining something to me. TEGAN: Back home in Brisbane, we call that a sweatshop. ADRIC: This street. MASTER (OOV.): Nyssa. Nyssa. Nyssa. MASTER (OOV.): Nyssa, my dear. NYSSA: Father. TEGAN: They don't smile, they don't talk to anybody. MONITOR: Their language is the language of numbers. And they have no need to smile. TEGAN: No need to smile? MONITOR: We are a people driven not by individual need but by mathematical necessity. The language of the numbers is as much as we need. Now, it is important that we do not disturb them. TEGAN: But if they don't talk to each other. You've done it! MONITOR: Yes, there does seem to be some positive development. NYSSA: But what is this mission of yours, father? You're so changed by it. You look younger, but so cold. MASTER: Logopolis is a cold place. A cold, high place overlooking the universe. It holds a single great secret, Nyssa, which you and I must discover together. NYSSA: And the Doctor. The Doctor can help us. MASTER: Oh yes, the Doctor can certainly help us. You must return to him. NYSSA: Father, I don't want to be parted from you. MASTER: No need to, my dear. Here, wear this. MASTER: It will keep us in mind of one another. Remember to tell no one that you've seen me, yet. DOCTOR: Monitor? MONITOR: My dear Doctor. DOCTOR: I can't thank you enough. MONITOR: There is no need. DOCTOR: You too, Tegan. You too. Where are the others? TEGAN: Adric and Nyssa went to look for the Master. DOCTOR: What? They should know better than that. There've been enough unnecessary deaths as it is. TEGAN: What deaths? MONITOR: The mrder of innocent Logopolitans. DOCTOR: And the mrder of innocent Earth people. TEGAN: Earth people? DOCTOR: Yes. TEGAN: Aunty Vanessa? DOCTOR: Yes. I'm so sorry, Tegan. I'm so sorry. DOCTOR: The Master's already at work on Logopolis. I'm going to stop him if it's the last thing I do. ADRIC: Nyssa! NYSSA: Did you find him? ADRIC: No. We'd better go back to the Doctor. NYSSA: Ow! ADRIC: Where did you get that? NYSSA: It's too small for me. ADRIC: What is it? NYSSA: It's a present. I've been trying to get it off. ADRIC: Who from? NYSSA: I hope you haven't broken it. ADRIC: Nyssa? DOCTOR: Adric, Nyssa. Come on. ADRIC + NYSSA: Doctor! DOCTOR: I don't want you two chasing after the Master independently. You, Adric, should know how dangerous he is. NYSSA: That's the man who brought me from Traken. DOCTOR: Yes. NYSSA: He said he was a friend of yours. ADRIC: But he's the man on the bridge. DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: You said to be prepared for the worst. DOCTOR: Indeed I did, and I am prepared for the worst. ADRIC: Why are you prepared for the worst, Doctor? DOCTOR: Because he's here. MASTER: Please remain where you are. I have it in my power to bring Logopolis to a complete halt. DOCTOR: There's much more to this block transfer computation than we thought. ADRIC: Yes, that's how they built a replica of the Pharos Project. DOCTOR: Yes. Yes, but why? Why build a replica of the Pharos Project? Central Register. NYSSA: Listen. ADRIC: I don't NYSSA: Shush. ADRIC: (quietly) I can't hear anything. DOCTOR: Quite. NYSSA: Logopolis has stopped. DOCTOR: And I was vain enough to think it was me he was after. Logopolis is his target. MONITOR: Turn that machine off. You have no idea what you're doing. MASTER: Merely emitting a sound-cancelling wave, Monitor. Logopolis is now temporarily suspended. The silence gives us an opportunity to discuss its future. MONITOR: There will be no future. You are eroding structure, generating entropy. MASTER: An absurd assertion. I know the power of this device down to the last decibel. MONITOR: But you do not know Logopolis! MASTER: But I shall, shan't I, when you've told me of the secret work you're doing here. MONITOR: I cannot tell you. MASTER: Why have you created a copy of the Pharos Project? Hmm. The time has come for you to share your secret with me. MONITOR: No! No one must know. That has been our firm decision. MASTER: Very well, we'll wait until you change it. Patience is a particular virtue of mine. NYSSA: Father! DOCTOR: That's not your father. Tremas is dad, mrder by him, the Master. MASTER: Nyssa. NYSSA: You klled my father? MASTER: But his body remains useful. Without it I could not have conquered Logopolis. DOCTOR: This is not conquest, it's devastation. MASTER: It's nothing more than a blanket of silence. DOCTOR: Which is klling the Logopolitans and turning them to dust. MASTER: You expect me to believe that? DOCTOR: Yes! MONITOR: You're destroying everything. It may already be too late. MASTER: You exaggerate, Monitor. Logopolis is not the universe. MONITOR: But it is! Logopolis is the keystone. If you destroy Logopolis, you unravel the whole causal nexus. MASTER: Causal nexus? You insult my intelligence. DOCTOR: You're interfering with the law of cause and effect. ADRIC: Nyssa! Nyssa, let go. MASTER: That is a demonstration of the causal nexus. TEGAN: You revolting man! MASTER: The electro-muscular constrictor gives me complete control over that hand. Please replace the screen. TEGAN: I wouldn't take orders from you if you were the last man in the universe. MASTER: Very well, one of your young friends will eliminate the other. DOCTOR: Don't you understand? Logopolis is crucial to the whole of creation. This could mean the end of the universe. MASTER: I've never been persuaded by hyperbole, Doctor. DOCTOR: Then come into the streets and see what's happening. MASTER: No need for that. I can demonstrate the continued functioning of Logopolis from here. This device only creates temporary silence and can be switched off. MONITOR: You will hear nothing. Local disruption of structure is now irreversible. Logopolis is dad. MASTER: They've done this deliberately. You've done this deliberately to deprive me of my prize! MONITOR: Nothing is solid now. Entropy has taken over. TEGAN: What's he done? ADRIC: Everything began to waste away when he interfered. But why? DOCTOR: The numbers were supporting the whole system. MASTER: I don't believe it. My biomechanism's untouched. MONITOR: The degradation is random. MASTER: No, Monitor. This is some crude defence mechanism. A device to delude me. Come, Nyssa. NYSSA: No. No. MASTER: I will wring the truth out of it. DOCTOR: The entropy you released is eroding your systems, too. MASTER: Entropy? Absurd. The power is weak. Some freak interference. Increase the power. MONITOR: More power would simply speed the collapse. DOCTOR: Don't. MONITOR: From this point, the unravelling will spread out until the whole universe is reduced to nothing. MASTER: So it's true. MONITOR: Yes, Doctor, you were right. Our numbers were holding the fabric of the universe together. NYSSA: But how? Surely in a closed system like the universe, entropy is bound to increase? MONITOR: Certainly. The universe long ago passed the point of total collapse. DOCTOR: Passed the point? MONITOR: If it had remained closed. But we have the means to postpone the time. MASTER: So that's why you adapted the Pharos Project. MONITOR: Yes. We opened the system by creating voids into other universes. ADRIC: The Charged Vacuum Emboitments! DOCTOR: We passed through one of your voids, Monitor. MONITOR: It all depended on our continued endeavours. A temporary solution while the advanced research unit worked on a more permanent plan. But nothing will come of that now. Our labours wasted. The voids will be closing. TEGAN: There must be something we can do? TEGAN: This'll teach you to meddle in things you don't understand. MONITOR: We are beyond recriminations now. Beyond everything. DOCTOR: Not quite. DOCTOR: We must pool our resources. NYSSA: The creature that klled my father DOCTOR: I can't choose the company I keep! MASTER: An alliance with you, Doctor? DOCTOR: In the circumstances, yes. MASTER: If we do cooperate, there'll be no question of you ever returning to Gallifrey. DOCTOR: If we don't cooperate, there'll be no question of Gallifrey. TEGAN: Doctor, what are you doing? DOCTOR: Please. Shush. As Time Lords, you and I have special responsibilities. MASTER: Together, then. NYSSA: But Doctor! DOCTOR: I've never chosen my own company. Nyssa, it was you who contacted me and begged me to help you find your father. Tegan, it's your own curiosity that got you into this. And Adric, a stowaway. TEGAN: The TARDIS! NYSSA: It's followed us from the Central Register. ADRIC: But how can it get here when there's no one in it? DOCTOR: Did I say there was no one in it? NYSSA: It must be the man who brought be to Logopolis. DOCTOR: I don't want any further argument. One, two, three of you into the TARDIS, quickly. Go on. ADRIC: Look, we want to help you. DOCTOR: It's impossible. My friend in there will look after you. I'm collaborating with the Master. Now go on. Battle stations. NYSSA: The man's a mrder! ADRIC: Come on, Nyssa. He means it. MASTER: Together? DOCTOR: One last hope.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x27 - Logopolis - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
LOGOPOLIS BY: CHRISTOPHER H. BIDMEAD Part Four First Air Date: 21 March 1981 Running time: 25:10 DOCTOR: Monitor? He's gone. MASTER: You do realise he's no chance of survival without our help? DOCTOR: The Monitor wouldn't abandon us. MASTER: He's trying to salvage the research team's work. He must have gone to the Central Register, yes? DOCTOR: Yes, maybe. It was the last addition to Logopolis. It might be the last one to survive. We need his knowledge. Come on. ADRIC: We all want to help the Doctor, but we've got to do as he says. TEGAN: Listen. The Doctor's my ticket back to London Airport, so I'm going after him. ADRIC: Tegan! TEGAN: Have a nice trip. DOCTOR: The rot is spilling outwards into the universe from this point after eons of constraint. Come on. Let's collect the Monitor and get out. MASTER: In my TARDIS? DOCTOR: There's no other way. MASTER: You're assuming a lot, aren't you, Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes, aren't I. DOCTOR: Monitor? MASTER: Logopolitan maths on a computer? DOCTOR: Monitor, the sab of MONITOR: This is the programme we were developing to take the burden from our own shoulders. A series of data statements to keep the Charged Vacuum Emboitments open of their own accord. DOCTOR: What, do you mean the advanced research project? MONITOR: The computer holds a complete log of the research. MASTER: Then the answer's here. MONITOR: Take care. The research is far from complete. DOCTOR: Monitor, were you on the right track? You must tell us about the project in every detail. MONITOR: There is nothing to tell. It's all there for you to read. Now, I must get on with my work. TEGAN: Doctor! Doctor! MONITOR: I've done what I can, with the Registry in ruins. We must now realign the aerial, beam the programme out to space. There is a CVE close by we might still be able to re-open. TEGAN: Doctor! DOCTOR: Yes. TEGAN: Doctor. DOCTOR: Tegan, I told you to get out of here. TEGAN: No thanks, Doctor. I'm staying with you. You're the only insurance policy I've got. DOCTOR: As safe as houses, eh? MASTER: Doctor, we must form a plan. I propose one, we withdraw to a position of temporary security. Two, we reconfigure our two TARDISes into time cone inverters. Three, we create a sab safe zone by applying temporal inversion isometry to as much of space-time as we can isolate. TEGAN: Look! MASTER: Horrible. TEGAN: Hardly more horrible than shrinking people. MASTER: No. Do what you like, Doctor. Logopolis is yours. TEGAN: Doctor, stop him. He's getting away. DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, listen. Reconfigure the two TARDISes into time cone inverters? It would work. What a brilliant mind. TEGAN: And what a waste of two more brilliant minds if we don't do something soon. DOCTOR: The Monitor's programme. You can help me. TEGAN: I can? DOCTOR: Yes. I want this in pieces. DOCTOR: As I thought. TEGAN: What? DOCTOR: Bubble memory. TEGAN: Bubble memory. DOCTOR: Yes. You realise what this means? TEGAN: No, as a matter of fact I don't, Doctor. DOCTOR: Bubble memory is non-volatile. Remove the power and the bit patterns are still retained in tiny magnetic domains in these chips. The research team's final project is still here. TEGAN: Which would be great if we had a computer to run it on. DOCTOR: I've an idea where we could find one. On Earth. TEGAN: Earth. TEGAN: Earth? DOCTOR: Yes. The Master's TARDIS. Come on. ADRIC: He's unsetting the coordinates. He's disconnecting the entire coordinate subsystem. But he can't do that. No! NYSSA: What's the matter? ADRIC: Down! NYSSA: What's happening? ADRIC: We're being taken right out of time and space. DOCTOR: One good lift deserves another, don't you think? MASTER: I'm very grateful. DOCTOR: Earth, please. ADRIC: We're hovering. NYSSA: Outside space and time. ADRIC: But the TARDIS isn't supposed to do that. NYSSA: We seem to be safe. ADRIC: Safe. Yes. The Doctor told the Watcher to look after us. NYSSA: I'd rather be with the Doctor. MASTER: The Pharos computer room. DOCTOR: Yes. I envy you your TARDIS, Master. MASTER: Excellent, Doctor. Envy is the beginning of all true greatness. DOCTOR: Shush. DOCTOR: No! MASTER: It's the lightspeed overdrive, Doctor. You'll need that to accelerate the signal from the transmitter. DOCTOR: I'm so sorry. I thought you meant to sh*t him. MASTER: Oh, Doctor. You can explain. DOCTOR: Yes. DOCTOR: Ahem. Good morning. Good evening. DOCTOR: He's unconscious. MASTER: Never mind. I feel we've been spared a very difficult conversation. ADRIC: When all this began, the Doctor wanted to reconfigure the TARDIS so it'd work like the Master's. NYSSA: What's wrong with it? ADRIC: It's getting old. NYSSA: Entropy again. You can't get away from it. ADRIC: He wants to talk to us. NYSSA: To you. MASTER: What makes you think this programme of the Monitor's is going to work, Doctor? DOCTOR: Oh, I don't know. It's a sort of vague faith in the nature of things, I suppose. MASTER: It's in the very nature of things for entropy to win. DOCTOR: Yes, well, it's the age-old battle, isn't it? Entropy versus structure. Still, while there's life there's six of one and half a dozen of the other. MASTER: Woolly thinking, Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes, but very comforting when worn next to the skin. NYSSA: Well, what did he want? What did he say to you? ADRIC: It's as if he knows what's going to happen. NYSSA: But what did he say to you, Adric? ADRIC: Come on, we've got work to do. NYSSA: But where are we going? ADRIC: The Pharos Project on Earth. Now, I've got to set the exact coordinates. Earth is in sector eighty twenty three of the third quadrant. The temporal settings are laid in on this panel. It always looks so easy when the Doctor does it. NYSSA: Adric, the scanner. Adric. ADRIC: The whole universe. Of course. We're beyond space and time. NYSSA: That must be the entropy field. Where's the Earth? ADRIC: I can't see it. NYSSA: It's there. ADRIC: Earth's galaxy has a few more hours left. NYSSA: Adric, I can't see Traken. ADRIC: Traken should be NYSSA: I can't even see Metulla Orionsis. The Master klled my stepmother, and then my father, and now the world that I grew up in, blotted out forever. TEGAN: The dawn's coming up. There are security guards outside. DOCTOR: Any good? MASTER: It's still not running. The programme's useless. It's time to abandon this line of reasoning. DOCTOR: Of course. The programme's not being fed into the core. MASTER: Well? DOCTOR: We start again. ADRIC: Right, hold on. We're going back. ADRIC: Now! NYSSA: Just like Logopolis. ADRIC: The Earth people use it to beam messages to the stars. The Doctor calls it reiterated invitation to alien intelligences in deep space. NYSSA: And that's us. ADRIC: So they'll be very pleased to see us. DOCTOR: It's running. MASTER: If you call this alien gibberish a programme. DOCTOR: Well, we'll just have to wait until the data reaches the CVE. MASTER: First we must reach the transmitter and connect up the light speed overdrive. DOCTOR: Yes. TEGAN: What about the guards? DOCTOR: I suggest we use your TARDIS. MASTER: Impossible. The light speed overdrive's disconnected. DOCTOR: We've still got to get across to the antenna control room. MASTER: I agree. TEGAN: I agree too, for what it's worth. DOCTOR: Good. GUARD: Intruders! After them! MASTER: Sentimental fool. Thanks to you, we're now wapon. ADRIC: Nyssa and I have heard your message across the universe and have come to answer your call. GUARD: Message? What? Now who are you? NYSSA: We are the alien beings who TEGAN: Listen. Here, you fellows, you've got this all topsy turvy. MASTER: From here, Charged Vacuum Emboitment is in line with the constellation Cassiopeia. DOCTOR: Three C four six one. MASTER: I decided to use my TARDIS after all. Three C four six one. Three zero four four. MASTER: You see, Doctor, I overlook nothing. DOCTOR: You overlooked the light speed overdrive. MASTER: I gave you this to demonstrate my trust. DOCTOR: Thank you. DOCTOR: What? MASTER: But I don't take foolish risks. The real light speed overdrive is here. DOCTOR: What? And powered up, I see. MASTER: We have only to connect this cable from the computer room and the job is done. The aerial's now aligned to the CVE. As you devised the plan, I think the honour should be yours, Doctor. MASTER: Peoples of the universe, please attend carefully. The message that follows is vital to the future of you all. MASTER: Well? DOCTOR: The data's reached the CVE. It's sab. MASTER: So it works. Congratulations, Doctor. I always knew you'd do it. DOCTOR: You did most of this. MASTER: Oh, no. I was little more than a humble assistant, but I have learned a great deal. And now I think it's time for you to go and explain the presence of your friends. There's quite a hubbub outside. DOCTOR: You're quite right. One mistake now could ruin everything. MASTER: I know that, Doctor, and it could happen so easily. DOCTOR: What do you mean? MASTER: The universe is hanging on a thread. A single recursive pulse down that cable and the CVE would close forever. Even a humble assistant could do it. DOCTOR: You're mad! MASTER (OOV.): Peoples of the universe, please attend carefully. The message that follows is vital to the future of you all. The choice for you all is simple. A continued existence under my guidance, or total annihilation. At the time of speaking, the DOCTOR: Blackmail. MASTER: No, Doctor, I'm merely reporting the state of affairs. I have it in my power now to save them or destroy them. DOCTOR: You're utterly mad. MASTER: Back, Doctor. The proceedings must not be interrupted. It's mine. The CVE. It's all mine. DOCTOR: Only while that cable holds. MASTER: Predictable as ever, Doctor. DALEK: Doctor. CAPTAIN: (Pirate Planet) Doctor. CYBERMAN: Doctor. DAVROS: Doctor. SONTARAN: Doctor. ZYGON: Doctor. BLACK GUARDIAN: Doctor, you shall die for this! NYSSA: Doctor? TEGAN: Doctor? SARAH: Doctor? HARRY: Doctor. BRIGADIER: Doctor. LEELA: Doctor. K9: Doctor. ROMANA 1: Doctor. ROMANA 2: Doctor. ADRIC: Doctor. Doctor! DOCTOR: It's the end. But the moment has been prepared for. ADRIC: The Watcher. NYSSA: He was the Doctor all the time.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "18x28 - Logopolis - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
Castrovalva by Christopher H. Bidmead Part One Original Air Date: 4 January 1982 Running time: 24:14 1, EXT: BOTTOM OF PHAROS PROJECT TOWER (The Doctor lies motionless at the foot of the tower which he has just fell off from a great height. Adric, Tegan and then Nyssa run up and crouch around the Doctor's body.) NYSSA: Doctor! TEGAN: Doctor! ADRIC: Doctor! (The Doctor slowly grins at Adric.) DOCTOR: It's the end ... But the moment has been prepared for ... (His eyes move towards something behind him, and we see The Watcher standing there. The Doctor outstretches his arm towards The Watcher, who walks towards him. ADRIC: The Watcher! NYSSA: So he was the Doctor all the time. (The Watcher walks towards to the Doctor and begins to merge with him, shrinking into a green light over the Doctor's face. Then in close-up, the fourth Doctor's face is seen for the last time before becoming first The Watcher and then gradually regenerating into a new face, the fifth Doctor.) OPENING CREDITS Castrovalva by Christopher H. Bidmead Part One 2, EXT: PHAROS PROJECT AREA (An alarm is sounding. The newly regenerated Doctor is being supported by Adric and Tegan as they hurry back to the TARDIS, Nyssa is running behind. The Doctor looks very weak. The TARDIS is at the end of a field in front of them. Three security officers hurry out at the sound of the alarm. As the Doctor and his friends get closer to the TARDIS, he suddenly loses his balance and falls, Adric and Tegan can't support him. They all collapse on the ground.) DOCTOR: I ... .Oh. (The security men have caught up with them.) HEAD OF SECURITY: These are secure premises! Now you lot have got some explaining to do. TEGAN: But the Doctor ... HEAD OF SECURITY: He'll be taken care of. (He gestures to his two colleagues to apprehend the four travelers. One of them gets hold of both Nyssa and Tegan, and the other grabs Adric. The Doctor is left where he is.) ADRIC: Look, will you let me go! TEGAN: Look, take your hands off me, this is an official uniform! NYSSA: Leave me alone! ADRIC: Don't be silly! We would like to help you, but we can't just leave the Doctor! Something might've gone wrong with his regeneration! (An ambulance pulls up and a man gets out.) HEAD OF SECURITY: HANDS UP! AND LEAN ON IT! CMON QUICK! (Nyssa, Tegan and Adric are shoved up against the ambulance and forced to put the hands onto it. Two ambulance officers hurry over to the Doctor, one has a stretcher. Meanwhile Tegan is being searched by the security man.) TEGAN: We're perfectly harmless, unfortunately. (As Nyssa is being searched and the Doctor is being carried on the stretcher, Tegan notices the keys are still in the ambulance. Now Adric is being searched.) ADRIC: I thought the whole point of this Pharos Project of yours was to track down alien intelligences. (He turns around and smiles.) We thought we'd save you the trouble and come to you. HEAD OF SECURITY: Oh yes. ADRIC: Yes! We're what you've been looking for. Alien intelligences. You see I come from somewhere up there. (He points into the sky) That is the way into E-Space. (The ambulance takes off. And Tegan is at the wheel! Nyssa is in the passengers seat) NYSSA: ADRIC, QUICK! (Adric tries to escape from the security men, but they tackle him to the ground.) ADRIC: Get off me! (The ambulance goes towards the TARDIS. Meanwhile Adric is trying desperately to hold off two security men, he bites the hand of one, then he kicks out at the other.) TEGAN: Get the Doctor, quick! (Nyssa and Tegan get out of the ambulance, just as Adric has been overcome by the security men.) HEAD OF SECURITY: I'll hold him. GET THE TWO GIRLS! (The other men run off towards the ambulance. Nyssa, Tegan and a hobbling Doctor finally get into the TARDIS, seconds before the men arrive at the door.) 3, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa operates the door control, Tegan stands nearby. As soon as Tegan turns to face Nyssa, the Doctor moves away.) NYSSA: This works the door, that's all I know about these controls. TEGAN: We can't take off without Adric. Doctor! (She turns to see the interior door close.) TEGAN: Where's he off to now? (Tegan walks over to the door, and Nyssa operates the scanner. Adric is still being held by the Head of Security.) 4, EXT: PHAROS PROJECT AREA HEAD OF SECURITY: Right young man, you better come along with me. ADRIC: Look I hope you realize, the Doctors just saved us all from the Master, and now he's gonna take off and you'll never have a chance to ... (He looks up at the sound of the TARDIS. But actually the sound is from the Master's TARDIS materialising, still in the guise of an Ionic column.) 5, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (The Master grins and then laughs for about five seconds.) 6, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE NYSSA: TEGAN! TEGAN: What's the matter? NYSSA: The Master's TARDIS. (They watch the scanner, which shows the Master's TARDIS emitting blue and yellow lightning. All of the security men collapse, and Adric is seen running towards the Master's TARDIS.) 7, EXT: PHAROS PROJECT AREA (Tegan and Nyssa exit the TARDIS.) TEGAN: ADRIC! ADRIC, WHERE ARE YOU?! (They watch the Master's TARDIS dematerialize, and Adric is on his knees where it used to be. Tegan and Nyssa run over to him. They help him up and go back into the TARDIS. As they enter, the Master's TARDIS hovers above the Doctor's.) 8, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE TEGAN: I suppose we'd better take off or something. (Adric silently operates the controls.) TEGAN: I hope he knows what he's doing. NYSSA: He took off once before he said, but that was by mistake! (They look over towards him, he is still operating controls.) 9, EXT: PHAROS PROJECT AREA (The Doctor's TARDIS dematerializes, and then the Master's TARDIS goes straight after it, the Master can be heard laughing.) 10, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa is watching the scanner, which shows the Earth getting smaller and smaller.) NYSSA: Good takeoff. (Tegan runs up.) TEGAN: The Doctor's very strange. NYSSA: He's weak, it's the shock. TEGAN: Well, you better go talk to him, because I don't understand this scientific stuff. He's looking for something called a 'Zero Room'. ADRIC: 'Zero Room'? I'll go. (Adric walks out and shuts the interior door.) TEGAN: That boy never even said thank-you. 11, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Adric is holding the fourth Doctor's coat, which has clearly been discarded by the new Doctor. He looks around uneasily. He is about to set off down a corridor when he notices a string attached to the door. He begins to follow it and finds the Doctor, unraveling his scarf. He looks up at Adric.) DOCTOR: Ah. You've come to help me find the Zero Room. Welcome aboard. I'm the Doctor... (He shakes Adrics hand.) Or will be if this regeneration works out ... (The Doctor walks off, leaving a bemused Adric, who looks briefly at his hand, before following the Doctor.) 12, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE NYSSA: I suppose this is the mean free path tracker. (She walks around the console.) And this panel must be a referential difference. TEGAN: I know the TARDIS is huge, but it can't be taking them this long surely. What's a Zero Room anyway? The Doctor said something about 'null interfaces'. NYSSA: I suppose it's some sort of neutral environment. An isolated space, cut off from the rest of the universe. TEGAN: He should've told me that's what he wanted, I could've shown him Brisbane. 13, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor is walking with Adric, furiously unraveling more of the scarf.) DOCTOR: Now, ordinary spaces of course show up on the architectural configuration indicators, but any good Zero Room is balanced to zero energy with respect to the world outside its four walls ... or however many walls it has. (He scratches his head, and seems disturbed for a few seconds by his new hair.) There was a very good polygonal Zero Room under the Junior Senate block on Gallifrey, widely acclaimed for it's healing properties ... Romana's always telling me I need a holiday. ADRIC: But Romana's gone, Doctor. (The Doctor looks sad and confused.) DOCTOR: Gone? Really? Did she leave a note? ADRIC: We said goodbye to her at the gateway! Don't you remember? (The Doctor clearly doesn't.) DOCTOR: Well if we did, we did. (He gets preoccupied again, and wraps the rest of the unraveled scarf around a door handle behind him.) DOCTOR: This should get you back to the console room, when the time comes. (Suddenly, he turns around and grabs the wall.) ADRIC: Are you sure you're alright? DOCTOR: There's strong dimensioning forces this deep in the TARDIS, tend to make one a bit giddy. ADRIC: And the regeneration? DOCTOR: I don't know. I can feel it isn't going to be as smooth as on other occasions. (He cheers up.)Sooner we get to this Zero Room place the better, eh? (He gives Adric a friendly slap on the chest and they move off again, the Doctor suddenly takes off one of his shoes and leaves it on the ground.) 14, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE NYSSA: These mechanisms are too complex. We just can't fly the TARDIS without the Doctor's help. TEGAN: What if we don't get it? Anything could've happened to him and Adric. NYSSA: Then the TARDIS will just fly on, and on, until it crashes into something. TEGAN: Crash? Is that likely? NYSSA: Inevitable. The star densities in this galaxy vary inversely with the sq ... (Tegan bangs on the console.) TEGAN: Oh rabbits! NYSSA: Tegan, I don't know what's happening to the Doctor, none of us understands it but, I do know that panicking is no use. TEGAN: You're right ... .Well if only we had a manual. NYSSA: There's nothing we can do here. I'm going to try and find them. (She walks off.) TEGAN: Wait! You don't know those corridors. I got lost in them when I first came into the TARDIS and I can tell you they're a nightmare. NYSSA: Then you'd better stay here. TEGAN: I'll come with you. (Tegan goes to get her handbag off the console) TEGAN: Wait a minute! (She notices a flashing screen - “TARDIS Information System - Ready For Entry”) TEGAN: TARDIS Information System! Ready For Entry! (Nyssa walks over.) NYSSA: A databank! 15, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor, breathing heavily, rips his waistcoat in half and throws one half on the ground, he points at it and has a sudden memory.) DOCTOR: I left a waistcoat like that on ... (He looks at Adric) Ever been to Alzarius? ADRIC: I was born there, Doctor! DOCTOR: Really! It's a small universe isn't it. (He looks uneasy, then turns away and keeps walking. Adric looks worried.) (The Doctor continues walking, now clutching his lapels like the first Doctor.) DOCTOR: I wonder, boy, what would you do if you were me, hmmm? ... Or perhaps I should ask, what would I do if I were me. (He suddenly starts giggling and walks off again.) 16, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa is reading the TARDIS Information System.) TEGAN: Will it tell us how to fly the TARDIS? NYSSA: I'm sure that's in here somewhere, once we find the index file. TEGAN: How do we find the index file? Of course, if we had an index file, we could look it up in the index file, under index file! ... What am I saying? I'm talking nonsense. NYSSA: Recursion isn't nonsense. TEGAN: Eh? NYSSA: That's an example of recursion, when procedures fold back on themselves. If you had an index file, you could look it up in the index file. (Tegan looks confused) TEGAN: If. My Dad used to say that 'if' was the most powerful word in the English language. NYSSA: Recursion's a powerful mathematical concept. But I don't see how it can help us now. TEGAN: If ... (She suddenly has an idea.) I-F! Stands for index file! 17, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor is still walking, except now his mannerisms are similar to that of the third Doctor.) DOCTOR: Not far now, Brigadier, if the Ice Warriors don't get there first. (He stops and leans on a column.) Oh no. (He suddenly looks and sounds very frightened.) Oh dear. We've wandered into the wrong corridor! We must be close to the main TARDIS drive now. (He now regressed into the second Doctor) Jamie! Jamie, you go back! ADRIC: No I have to stay with you, Doctor. DOCTOR: No nonsense, be sensible, go back! When I say run, run! Don't you understand? The regeneration is failing ... 18, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE TEGAN: I-F! It works. Let me have a go on it. NYSSA: Look up ... destination setting. TEGAN: Right ... D-S. (She types it in.) You know, once you get into it, this whole funny system on the TARDIS does start to make a sort of weird sense ... Except this. (She reads what is on the screen.) TARDIS Flight Data; Programmed Journey; Departure: Earth, Pharos Project; Destination: Hydrogen In-Rush: Event One! 19, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor know sits up against a wall, looking worried. Adric walks off down a corridor.) DOCTOR: ADRIC! ADRIC! NOT THAT WAY! ... Adric. I remembered his name. 20, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Nyssa and Tegan are now looking for the Doctor, and have found the unraveled scarf hung on a door handle.) TEGAN: Seems the old doc is coming unraveled in more ways than one. Look, you'd better go back to the console room. NYSSA: We're on a programmed flight. We won't crash. ... At least I don't think so. 21, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (There is a mirror, and next to it a hand stand, where a white hat and a cream blazer hang.) DOCTOR: ADRIC! (The Doctor sees himself in the mirror. He has a good look at his new body, and moves in closer and looks worried.) DOCTOR: That's the trouble with regeneration, you never quite know what you're going to get. (He stands up and finds a recorder on top of the mirror. He plays a few out-of-tune notes.) DOCTOR: No. (He looks down and discovers a cricket bat instead. He picks it up and looks admiringly down the back of the blade.) DOCTOR: Dear me. Needs a drop of linseed oil though. (He turns and notices a door. He looks around nervously, and then closes his eyes and pushes open the door. The room is like a cricket dressing room. There are badges on the wall, a few bats and stumps and a notice board as well as some cricket whites scattered around. The Doctor walks in and closes the door.) 22, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Adric is walking uneasily around in the corridors.) 23, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Nyssa has found half of the Doctor's waistcoat.) TEGAN: No that looks like the end of the trail. (Nyssa opens a nearby door, which contains some boxes and sheets.) NYSSA: This part of the TARDIS can't have been used for centuries. TEGAN: It does go on and on. NYSSA: Deeper and deeper. TEGAN: Yes I get that feeling to, that we're going downwards. (She points a direction and they start walking.) 24, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (On a screen, Adric is wandering in the corridors of the Doctor's TARDIS.) MASTER (OOV): (laughing) Oh no, you can't escape, you're mine Adric, MINE! Until we have completed our final task. 25, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor comes out of the cricket room, now dressed in a white shirt and a cricket jumper, and trousers. He still carries the bat. He walks over to the mirror and plays a practice cricket sht. He then puts the bat down, and puts on the coat and the hat. Then he removes the hat again as he seems unhappy with his appearance.) DOCTOR: Well, I suppose I'll get used to it in time. (He hears running footsteps, and then a thumping noise.) DOCTOR: THAT'S IT, THAT'S THE DOOR! (He runs off.) 26, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR NYSSA: This way, come on! (They run off as well, and they run straight into the Doctor.) NYSSA: DOCTOR! TEGAN: Thank heavens. DOCTOR: The Zero Room door, I heard it slam. TEGAN: Doctor, are you alright? DOCTOR: Fit as a fiddle, Vicki, but something very peculiar is going on with the TARDIS. The Zero Room. Have you seen it anywhere? TEGAN: I think the noise came from this direction. (She points.) DOCTOR: Good. I'll follow you. (He runs off, leaving Nyssa and Tegan to look at each other in amazement.) 27, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Now they are in another part of the TARDIS) TEGAN: Must be around here somewhere. (The Doctor sees a red line on the wall, he touches it and looks at his fingers.) TEGAN: Doctor? DOCTOR: Hello, carmine seepage. TEGAN: Actually, Doctor, it's me, my lipstick. We passed this way before. DOCTOR: Oh that's a relief, I thought the TARDISes auto-systems were playing up again. Dreadful. Always going wrong. It's time we went to Logopolis to get it all sorted out once and for all. (His hand starts shaking violently, Tegan holds it and takes the lipstick back.) TEGAN: We've been already, Doctor. NYSSA: Doctor? What does the Zero Room look like? DOCTOR: Zero Room? Oh, it's very big ... empty ... and sort of grey ... pinkish-grey. TEGAN: Come on Doctor, through this way. 28, INT: ZERO ROOM (She leads the Doctor to where Nyssa is standing, in the Zero Room, and he immediately looks more relaxed.) DOCTOR: Thank you. You must be Tegan. Works even better if you close the doors, Nyssa. (She does so.) TEGAN: It smells like roses. DOCTOR: Yes. I've never quite understood why. It's quite peaceful, isn't it. TEGAN: Peaceful ... Doctor it's like ... NYSSA: Like Traken ... used to be. TEGAN: Will you have to stay here long? DOCTOR: Oh just until my dendrites heal. (He taps his head.) The nervous system's a very delicate network of logic junctions. NYSSA: The synapses, yes. DOCTOR: Oh yes, I was forgetting Nyssa, bioelectronics is your strong point. Yes, well, my tussle with the Master came at precisely the wrong moment. When the synapses are weak they're like radio receivers, picking up all sorts of jumbled signals. TEGAN: I get it, the Zero Room cuts out all interference! DOCTOR: Completely! Even the gravities only local. (He jumps on the spot.) My goodness me I'm tired. NYSSA: But there isn't even a bed. DOCTOR: Bed? Oh I don't need a bed, not in the Zero Room. (He touches his head, and Nyssa and Tegan watch as he slowly begins to levitate into a sleeping position in front of them.) DOCTOR: One of the advantages of stark simplicity. TEGAN: Can anybody do that? DOCTOR: You don't do it, it just sort of comes to you, like sleep ... very like sleep. (The Doctor now speaks as if he wasn't there, as if he was watching over the Zero Room. His mouth doesn't move.) DOCTOR: We only just made it to the Zero Room in time. This regeneration is going to be difficult, and I shall need you all, every one of you. You Tegan, you have it in you to be a fine co-ordinator, keeping us all together during the healing time. Nyssa of course has the technical skill and understanding. All the information you need is in the TARDIS databank. I'm sure you can find your way to it. TEGAN: We already have Doctor. DOCTOR: Good, good, of course you have. And Adric, Adric with his badge for mathematical excellence, Adric is the navigator, he knows the way. He knows me, my old self. Adric, you must help me heal the disconnection. Your role is very crucial. TEGAN: ... Adric. (Suddenly Nyssa gasps and they look up on the wall at an image of Adric trapped in some sort of web.) NYSSA: Adric. TEGAN: Adric. What are you doing up there? ADRIC: A trap! He set a trap, the Master! NYSSA: The Master? Where? ADRIC: Me! I'm the trap! I locked the co-ordinates. Event One! TEGAN: Adric! Hold on, I'm coming up to get you. ADRIC: No, no, this isn't me, it isn't me! It's an illusion! Projection! Block transfer. Tegan! The co-ordinates! (The image of Adric in the web fade from the wall.) TEGAN: Horrible. 29, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (The Master stands in front of the web in which Adric is trapped. He laughs. Every word is an effort for Adric.) ADRIC: Escape! Must ... escape. MASTER: So. These simulated projections are real enough to have a will of their own ... Almost. ADRIC: Ca ... Can't reach me in the Zero Room. MASTER: Is that what you thought? Well my dear young man, it was your own computational powers that made the block transfer possible. If escape were that easy Adric, we could all be free of this nasty world. Now, save your energies, there is so much yet to be done! (He presses a switch on a hand-held device, and Adric collapses.) 30, INT: ZERO ROOM (The Doctor still levitates and is asleep.) NYSSA: We can't tell him now, he's in a dangerously unstable state! TEGAN: Adric was trying to warn us. NYSSA: The co-ordinates. And something about a trap. You stay here and keep an eye on the Doctor. (She turns to leave.) 31, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Nyssa comes out of the Zero Room, followed by Tegan.) TEGAN: Where are you going? NYSSA: Console room. Look after the Doctor. (Nyssa walks off and Tegan goes in and closes the doors of the Zero Room. Nyssa continues and finds Tegan's lipstick on a shelf, it has melted. She goes over to the wall and finds the lines of lipstick are running as well. She hears a knocking sound.) NYSSA: That's odd ... (She walks off in the direction of the noise.) 32, INT: ZERO ROOM TEGAN: Poor Adric. If only we could do something! (The Doctor now lies on the ground.) DOCTOR: What's the matter? TEGAN: Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. (The Doctor sits up.) DOCTOR: There seems to be something distinctly wrong. I can feel it. 33, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Nyssa hurries along the corridors, she rests her hand on a column, but recoils from it due to the heat. The cloister bell can be heard.) 34, INT: ZERO ROOM (The Doctor listens to the cloister bell.) DOCTOR: Sshh. The TARDIS cloister bell. Imminent disaster. TEGAN: For us? DOCTOR: Oh worse than that, the TARDIS is in danger. Who's in the console room? TEGAN: Nyssa. DOCTOR: And Adric! TEGAN: Adric's ... DOCTOR: Well is he, or isn't he! TEGAN: ... Doctor. (The Doctor is exasperated and hurries out of the Zero Room.) 35, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR TEGAN (OOV): NO YOU CAN'T GO OUT THERE! (The Doctor pushes through the doors and immediately collapses, Tegan helps him back in.) DOCTOR: Adric isn't what, tell me! 36, INT: ZERO ROOM TEGAN: Look. You stay here, I'll go. After all, I am the co-ordinator. (She lets go of the Doctor, who sighs in relief.) 37, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa has reached the console. She looks at the screen which reads “APPROACHING HYDROGEN IN-RUSH, EVENT ONE”, flashing below that is “ENVIRONMENT BEYOND ENGINEERING TOLERANCES”. Nyssa looks very worried.) 38, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Tegan has reached the place where the Doctor's unraveled scarf ran out. She grabs it and prepares to leave.) 39, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa is reading from the screen, steam is now billowing around her.) NYSSA: Hydrogen. Abundant element. Highly explsive in the presence of oxygen. Believed to be the basic constituent out of which the galaxy was first ... (She trails off and seems to realize something. Tegan runs in breathing hard.) TEGAN: Oh, this heat! Has something gone wrong with the TARDIS air-conditioning? NYSSA: Of course, that's it! It's not the TARDIS! TEGAN: What else could it be? NYSSA: Outside! You'd better read this. 40, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor breaks out of the Zero Room again, half collapsing again in the heat.) DOCTOR: I've got to do something. 41, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE TEGAN: Event One. NYSSA: A trap, Adric said. This is a time machine. TEGAN: And where traveling backwards in time! Back to first event! NYSSA: The creation of the galaxy out of a huge in-rush of hydrogen. We're heading straight into the biggest explsin in history! (The warning screen is shown again. Then the console is shaken by a small explsin, Nyssa and Tegan stumble.) 42, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Outside the Zero Room, the Doctor struggles to keep his feet. He falls on his back.) 43, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Tegan and Nyssa regain their balance, and run to the console, Tegan burns herself. Suddenly the scanner opens, and the Master is on the screen, grinning.) 44, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (The Master stands in front of his web, with Adric in it, and waves.) MASTER: Farewell, my friends. Farewell, forever! 45, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa and Tegan stare at the screen in horror as the Master laughs again.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x01 - Castrovalva - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
Castrovalva by Christopher H. Bidmead Part Two Original Air Date: 5 January 1982 Running time: 24:13 1, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (An alarm is sounding. There is a screen which reads “APPROACHING HYDROGEN IN-RUSH, EVENT ONE”, flashing below that is “ENVIRONMENT BEYOND ENGINEERING TOLERANCES”. Nyssa looks very worried.) 2, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Tegan has reached the place where the Doctor's unraveled scarf ran out. She grabs it and prepares to leave.) 3, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa is reading from the screen, steam is now billowing around her.) NYSSA: Hydrogen. Abundant element. Highly explsive in the presence of oxygen. Believed to be the basic constituent out of which the galaxy was first ... (She trails off and seems to realize something. Tegan runs in breathing hard.) TEGAN: Oh, this heat! Has something gone wrong with the TARDIS air-conditioning? NYSSA: Of course, that's it! It's not the TARDIS! TEGAN: What else could it be? NYSSA: Outside! You'd better read this. 4, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor breaks out of the Zero Room again, half collapsing again in the heat.) DOCTOR: I've got to do something. 5, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE TEGAN: Event One. NYSSA: A trap, Adric said. This is a time machine. TEGAN: And where traveling backwards in time! Back to first event! NYSSA: The creation of the galaxy out of a huge in-rush of hydrogen. We're heading straight into the biggest explsin in history! (The warning screen is shown again. Then the console is shaken by a small explsin, Nyssa and Tegan stumble.) 6, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Outside the Zero Room, the Doctor struggles to keep his feet. He falls on his back.) 7, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Tegan and Nyssa regain their balance, and run to the console, Tegan burns herself. Suddenly the scanner opens, and the Master is on the screen, grinning.) 8, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (The Master stands in front of his web, with Adric in it, and waves.) MASTER: Farewell, my friends. Farewell, forever! 9, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa and Tegan stare at the screen.) NYSSA: That face, I hate it! TEGAN: We must do something. NYSSA: There's only one thing we can do. (She closes the scanner screen, as the Master laughs more and more.) TEGAN: ... and? NYSSA: That's all. TEGAN: All? Hogwash! We found the databank. Maybe we'll learn how to fly the machine. (Another explsin knocks Tegan and Nyssa off balance.) 10, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (A roundel opens. The Doctor has also been knocked to the ground. He rubs his head. Suddenly the roundel seems to explode with various tablets and vials. The Doctor examines some of them.) DOCTOR: The tablets ... the mixture ... the ointment ... 11, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (The Doctor's TARDIS is seen spiraling further away. The Master can be heard cackling.) ADRIC: NOOOO! MASTER: You must control these dangerous emotions Adric, they're only causing pain, besides interfering with the reception. Now ... CLOSER!! (He points his device at the scanner and clicks a button and Adric flinches.) 12, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR DOCTOR: ... the potion ... the solution. Oh my little friend, if only you were. (He pours some of 'the solution' onto a bandage and puts it onto the back of his head. Just then, another explsin shakes the TARDIS. The Doctor looks up and sees a wheelchair rolling towards him.) DOCTOR: Transport of delight! (He sits down in the wheelchair and jolts forward accidentally.) 13, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (The Master's scanner is full of interference.) MASTER: You have something to say? Well? ADRIC: I'll fight you! I won't let you harm the Doctor, I WON'T! (The Master disregards this and turns back to the scanner.) MASTER: Closer, Adric! I must see them! (The Doctor's TARDIS comes back into view on the scanner.) 14, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor wheels into another room, and spotting some cloth on the ground, makes a circle around a column to pick it up.) DOCTOR: GO SOFTLY ON!!! (He keeps going.) 15, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE NYSSA: You don't understand the physics of the situation. We're already caught in the field of event one. It's pulling us in faster ... and faster. TEGAN: A sort of gravity. NYSSA: The time force. It's many orders of magnitude greater. TEGAN: But people escape from gravity all the time! What we need is some kind of rocket thrust! All right - enormous thrust. But there must be some way the TARDIS can do that! NYSSA: But nothing's happening. The temperature's defeating the atmatic controls. (The Doctor wheels in.) TEGAN: Doctor! NYSSA: You must go back. (The Doctor seems to be panicking, he drives his wheelchair around in a circle.) DOCTOR: Smoke! Heat! And noise! Adrenaline! Neuropeptides! The brain is working! TEGAN: Neuropeptides, what's he talking about? NYSSA: The excitement's changing his biochemistry. It's only temporary but perhaps he can help us. TEGAN: We must take him back, it's not safe. NYSSA: But the Doctor's our only chance, unless we can find some way of getting the temperature down. DOCTOR: Manual override, Nyssa. I'll have to explain how to vent the thermobuffer. Listen very carefully, my concentration may go again at any moment. (The Doctor wears half-moon glasses and writes in a notebook. He is very intense.) 16, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (The Doctor is seen writing through the scanner.) ADRIC: Doctor. MASTER: I sympathize this is all too easy. A great pity. These facile victories only leave me hungry for more conquest. (He laughs.) 17, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa is stooped near a wall in the TARDIS. She removes a roundel. There is a dial inside, she moves it around so it is facing downwards. The Doctor still writes in the notebook, with Tegan standing nearby.) DOCTOR: This will be simpler of course if you go into hover mode first, always remembering of course not to reverse the polarity of the neutron ... ... flow. (He looks confused.) DOCTOR: The whole system is on manual now, this is where it starts to get really dangerous. TEGAN: Not till now? DOCTOR: The temperature will start coming down fairly quickly, but without that stimulus my neuropeptide level will fall to normal. TEGAN: Don't worry Doctor, we'll get you straight back to the zero room. DOCTOR: Good, good. Now as soon as full console functions are restored, you can start to reprogram the architectural configuration. Er ... I'd better show you. (He gets out of his chair and goes to the console – burning his hands on the hot surface. At the roundel, Nyssa watches as the colour changes from red to yellow to green and then blue. At this she replaces the roundel.) TEGAN: But how will it help to change the TARDIS rooms around? DOCTOR: The architectural configuration system can do more than that – it can actually 'delete' rooms. TEGAN: Delete them? You mean ... zap? DOCTOR: ... yes! Exactly – zap! Enough 'zap' and you have your thrust. Now, follow this very carefully. TEGAN: You bet your life. (The Doctor presses some buttons – which Tegan notes down in the notebook.) 18, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS MASTER: Perhaps this little demonstration will give you some glimpse of my real power. ADRIC: Power you're getting from me! From my computations! (The Master presses a switch on his device and the platform he stands on slowly elevates to Adric's level.) MASTER: In part, certainly – even as an enemy you're useful. But how much more useful ... as an ally? 19, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE DOCTOR: Now. Have you got that? TEGAN: Yes. We're converting the mass of the deleted TARDIS rooms into momentum. But I still don't understand about momentum. DOCTOR (frustrated): Mass in motion – thrust if you like, time for lessons later. TEGAN: Does it mean burning up part of the TARDIS? DOCTOR: Yes, well don't worry it works! Yes we had to do that once with Adric, to get away from ... (He stops and notices that Adric is missing.) DOCTOR: By the way – where is Adric? TEGAN: Adric! He's um ... DOCTOR: Well, where? We need him! (Nyssa attempts to change the subject.) NYSSA: It's cooler already. That's something. DOCTOR: Well?! NYSSA: Adric's not here Doctor. You see ... TEGAN: We thought he was in the Zero Room! DOCTOR: Well tell me later – there's not much time. Once a star field reaches critical mass we'll be shut into the inrush. (The Doctor holds his head suddenly in pain, and forces himself to speak.) DOCTOR: Where were we Jo? ... Deleting rooms. NYSSA: ... But Adric. TEGAN: Are you okay, Doctor? NYSSA: His adrenaline's normalizing. It was helping to bridge the synapses. DOCTOR: Shh. Come on ... we've got to finish this. 17000 tons of thrust – say 25% of the architecture. TEGAN: A whole quarter of the TARDIS? NYSSA: Which 25% Doctor? DOCTOR: Doesn't matter – same thrust. NYSSA: No it isn't – we don't want to jettison the console room. TEGAN: That's a thought. Doctor please! One last thing! (The Doctor looks in great pain.) DOCTOR: Yes? NYSSA: How do we make sure we don't jettison the console room? DOCTOR: Oh yes. That's the trouble with manual override ... NYSSA: What's the problem? DOCTOR: Get K-9 to explain it to you! Good luck! (That seems to be all the Doctor can say – his eyes are closed.) TEGAN: Thanks Doc ... I think we might need it. 20, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS MASTER: Well Adric, this is my proposition. Life will immediately become more comfortable for you if you join forces with me ... Or do you prefer to remain in the web ... throughout eternity – a mere utility. You may speak. ADRIC: What do you want me to do? (The Master looks pleased at his progress.) 21, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Tegan and Nyssa watch the stars go by on the scanner.) TEGAN: It seems so still now. NYSSA: We've passed the boundary layer – we're heading straight towards the inrush ... 38 seconds. TEGAN: How can you be so calm? We're playing Russian roulette with the TARDIS. NYSSA: ... 31 seconds. TEGAN (panicking): If I press that button it could be the console room we jettison! NYSSA: IF! You taught me something. As a scientist – it's easy to be tyrannized by facts. TEGAN: If can work. But I didn't know it'd be this chancy! NYSSA: Because it is still an 'if'. You have to turn the 'if' into a fact ... 5 seconds ... 4 ... 3 ... .2 ... .1 ... . (Tegan finally presses the red button. In space, the TARDIS disappears in a big flash of light – Event One.) 22, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS (The Master was watching – and he thinks that Doctor was destroyed.) MASTER: So! This petty feud with the Doctor is over, Adric you were wise to join me. ADRIC: You've got to keep your side of the bargain. (He raises himself on the platform again.) MASTER: But are you truly sincere – I sense a barrier behind your eyes, are you keeping something from me? ADRIC: How could I? MASTER: The universe is purged of the Doctor and his impossible dreams of goodness – you and I belong to the future! ADRIC: The Doctor was doomed. I see that now. MASTER: He might of escaped from the inrush. Yes. Even that was a possibility. But I had installed a trap behind that trap that would've been a joy to spring! ADRIC: Yet another trap? MASTER: A journey back in time – long awaited. Why are you so curious? (There is a sound and Adric is in pain. The Master's scanner is showing only static.) MASTER: Residual voltage? You're receiving an image! What are you concealing from me? Some distant event beyond the range of my own scanner? I'll burn through your barrier, boy! BRING IT TO ME! ADRIC: No! NO! (The image appears on the scanner – the Doctor's TARDIS appears in space.) MASTER: ... can't possibly be ... 23, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE TEGAN: All time-lords regenerate according to this data bank. You'd think there'd be something in here about what to do when it goes wrong. NYSSA: We must get him straight back to the Zero Room. TEGAN: Wait a minute. 'Ambient complexity is the cause of many of these failures of regeneration. Some real locations are known to have properties similar to Zero environments and, in some cases are eminently more effective.' NYSSA: That's it. We need to take him somewhere uncomplicated. Somewhere away from technology. TEGAN: 'Classic Plainness as exemplified by regions like Dwellings of Simplicity'. NYSSA: 'Dwellings of Simplicity'. 'Castrovalva'. Where's that? 24, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS MASTER: Closer boy ... I must see him, HEAR HIM! ADRIC: ... no. No! (The image blurs over on the scanner.) MASTER: So Doctor, you have survived. But at what cost I wonder. 25, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Nyssa wheels the Doctor along a corridor in the TARDIS – going to the Zero Room.) DOCTOR: ... Castrovalva ... NYSSA: The data bank is certain it's the best place to recuperate. It's in Andromeda. A small planet of the Phylox Series. DOCTOR: How do we get there? NYSSA: Don't worry Doctor. Tegan thinks she's learnt how to set the co-ordinates. (The Doctor looks very worried.) DOCTOR: Are you sure? NYSSA: Well that's what she said. DOCTOR: When the TARDIS is on manual, you can't be certain of anything. NYSSA: What do you mean? DOCTOR: It's harder to fly than you think. I mean, you don't just flick a switch. 26, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE TEGAN: Castrovalva, here we come ... Please? (She flicks a switch and the whole console room tips over. 27, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor and Nyssa also felt the change in direction.) DOCTOR: So, this air hostess person's flying it eh? Well I wish her the best of luck. NYSSA: Seems you were wrong about Tegan's ability to fly the TARDIS Doctor. DOCTOR: I don't think so. NYSSA: Then who's controlling the ship? DOCTOR: What?...I don't know. NYSSA: It must be Tegan! DOCTOR: Can't be. NYSSA: Don't you worry about it Doctor. 28, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Tegan gets up off the ground – happy that she got something working.) TEGAN: Well. We are moving. 29, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR NYSSA: We'll soon have you safe – here's the Zero Room. (Nyssa pulls open the doors and behind it are just more walls.) DOCTOR: Jettisoned! 30, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Tegan reads off the data bank screen.) TEGAN: 'On zeroing the co-ordinate differential at*matic systems reactivate the real world interface, see: Main Door, The Opening Of.' Not much here about landing procedure. Hope it's as simple as it seems. 31, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR DOCTOR: Handy little device, the Sonic Screwdriver – got me out of a lot of scrapes. NYSSA: What do I do with this? DOCTOR: Unscrew the hinges! ... if you wouldn't mind. 32, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Tegan sees an approaching planet on the scanner.) TEGAN: Castrovalva! Landing procedures. Here's hoping. (She crosses her fingers) 33, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Nyssa is using the sonic screwdriver to remove the doors of the Zero Room.) NYSSA: Unscrewing the doors won't get us into the Zero Room Doctor. It's gone! We burnt it up! (The Doctor is barely conscious.) NYSSA: Doctor please! What do I do next? 34, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Tegan prepares an attempt of landing.) TEGAN: Well we can't hang about here all day. 35, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Nyssa attempts to get through to the Doctor but he can't hear her.) NYSSA: There's no way into the Zero Room Doctor, it's gone. What do we do? (Suddenly the ship lurches and Nyssa falls over, one of the doors falls down – only missing the Doctor because a ledge above his head.) 36, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Tegan is on the ground as well.) TEGAN: Touchdown! We've made it. We've made it! (She crawls up the now sloped TARDIS floor.) 37, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (The Doctor wakes up and notices the door a few inches above his head.) DOCTOR: Well done Nyssa, that's the idea. We make another Zero Room out of what's left. 38, EXT: FOREST (The TARDIS has arrived in a forest – it has landed on a fairly steep angle. Tegan's head appears out the door, she takes a quick look around) TEGAN: Not up to CAA standard, but a landing's a landing! (She climbs out of the TARDIS) TEGAN: Castrovalva can't be far ... 39, INT: TARDIS INTERIOR (Nyssa is pushing the wheelchair along, but this time it's not the Doctor who's in it, but one of the zero room doors) 40, EXT: FOREST (Tegan has climbed a tree and is looking around for any sign of Castrovalva. She spots something and starts to descend) 41, INT: TARDIS CONSOLE (Nyssa has the door leaning on the console, and she uses some sort of cutting device on it – it makes a high pitched sound and she removes a roundel. As she moves further around the console, it can be seen that she has constructed a box out of the doors and walls about the size of a person. It is the Zero Cabinet. She puts the last roundel in place, and the Doctor pokes his head out of the cabinet.) NYSSA: Looks very small Doctor. DOCTOR: And unlike the TARDIS, it is very small! (Tegan stumbles into the room.) TEGAN: Well it's not far to go anyway! NYSSA: You've seen it? TEGAN: It's an afternoon's walk away, more or less. NYSSA: We'll be carrying the Doctor don't forget. DOCTOR: Oh, just the Zero Cabinet ... TEGAN: Eh? DOCTOR: You won't feel my weight. I'll make it easy for you. I'll be levitating. 42, EXT: FOREST (The girls have got the Zero Cabinet outside, as well as the wheelchair, and are preparing for the journey. Nyssa has changed clothes out of her skirt into pants.) TEGAN: That's much better! NYSSA: There's a whole room full of clothes if you want to change. TEGAN: No, we should make a start. It's that way. NYSSA: I still say we should get help from Castrovalva. TEGAN: Why? He's no problem while he's levitating. We can roll him along in the chair. (The first attempt at lifting the cabinet is unsuccessful. The girls drop the cabinet.) NYSSA: Doctor? Doctor? What happened? (The cabinet opens to reveal the Doctor's face.) DOCTOR: So sorry, lost concentration for a moment. Very tired ... NYSSA: I really think we should get help. DOCTOR: Please. There's not much time. Thank you. (His head falls back and the cabinet closes. Nyssa goes to wheel over the wheelchair. The girls then lift the cabinet onto the wheelchair, balancing it as best they can) TEGAN: Well done, Doctor. (They start their journey, pushing the Doctor in the Cabinet along in front of them. They move through the forest, passing trees and a stream. They pause at the top of a hill overlooking a stream.) NYSSA: Maybe it's that way. (She points.) TEGAN: I did see it and I'm sure it's that way. (She points in a totally different direction.) NYSSA: I think he's got heavier. TEGAN: I hope you're wrong. Come on Doctor! Help us to help you! (They go to pick up the cabinet and as they do, the electric wheelchair underneath rolls down the slope and into the water. Nyssa goes down to get it, but she falls someway into the water as well. 43, EXT: FOREST (Some time later, they have got the chair out but something has gone wrong with it and it is unusable. Nyssa is trying to fix it.) TEGAN: Are you sure I can't give you a hand? NYSSA: This is going to take a bit of molecular adjustment. (She tries to use the same device as before, and when it doesn't work she realizes it's because it is full of dirty water from the stream.) (Meanwhile, from the forest, someone or something behind the two girls pulls a branch back to get a better view of them.) TEGAN: Oh no, what're we gonna do now? (A short time later, Nyssa and Tegan discard the useless wheelchair, and set out again carrying the cabinet.) 44, EXT: FOREST NYSSA: Are you sure this is the right way? TEGAN: It'd better be! You know, this thing is still getting heavier. (They keep going, through trees and ferns.) TEGAN: The old Doc's levitation's wearing a bit thin. NYSSA: He's lost his concentration again. If we don't find Castrovalva soon ... Doctor? TEGAN: Shall we take a peek at him? NYSSA: Nobody can open this cabinet unless the Doctor wants it open. The internal interfaces are fused by strong force interaction. (Tegan has walked further on.) TEGAN: Look! ... Castrovalva! (As the girls look up, they see a massive cliff and on the top, a very fine looking castle.) 45, EXT: FOREST (Some time later, the girls have hidden the cabinet in some low ferns, and Nyssa is finding more to cover it with.) TEGAN: Never mind that, we've got to get help! NYSSA: Just in case. TEGAN: It'll be night before we know it. (Unbeknownst to Tegan and Nyssa, there is a figure hiding nearby in the ferns. It is some sort of warrior, with a red helmet and a spear. Nyssa and Tegan head off to find a way up, and the warrior sets off after them. 46, EXT: FOREST (The girls are at the foot of the cliff, with no sign of a clear entrance or way up.) NYSSA: Still no way in. (Nearby, the red helmeted warrior is with another in a purple helmet with a feathered headdress, he is Ruther.) RUTHER: And there is where you saw them. Mergrave must be told this. (They leave.) (We see the zero cabinet open and the Doctor is conscious.) 47, EXT: CLIFFS (With no other option, Nyssa and Tegan are attempting to climb the cliffs.) TEGAN: Castrovalva's harder to get into than the Doctor's cabinet. NYSSA: Well perhaps we should get back there, we might be able to wake him. TEGAN: How? We can't get into him. NYSSA: Well, we'll have to think of something. It does seem the only way. (They go back down the way they came.) 48, EXT: FOREST (Back in the forest, they find the Zero Cabinet out from the ferns.) NYSSA: Doctor? (Tegan has found what looks like blood nearby.) TEGAN: Blood ... NYSSA: ... He's gone! The Doctor's gone! (The cabinet is empty.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x02 - Castrovalva - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
Castrovalva by Christopher H. Bidmead Part Three Original Air Date: 11 January 1982 Running time: 23:35 1, EXT: FOREST (Tegan and Nyssa walk through the forest, looing for a way in to Castrovalva. Unbeknownst to them, there is a figure hiding nearby in the ferns. It is some sort of warrior, with a red helmet and a spear. Nyssa and Tegan head off to find a way up, and the warrior sets off after them. 2, EXT: FOREST (The girls are at the foot of the cliff, with no sign of a clear entrance or way up.) NYSSA: Still no way in. (Nearby, the red helmeted warrior is with another in a purple helmet with a feathered headdress, he is Ruther.) RUTHER: Here is where you saw them. Mergrave must be told this. (They leave.) (We see the zero cabinet open and the Doctor is conscious.) 3, EXT: CLIFFS (With no other option, Nyssa and Tegan are attempting to climb the cliffs.) TEGAN: Castrovalva's harder to get into than the Doctor's cabinet. NYSSA: Well perhaps we should get back there, we might be able to wake him. TEGAN: How? We can't get into him. NYSSA: Well, we'll have to think of something. It does seem the only way. (They go back down the way they came.) 4, EXT: FOREST (Back in the forest, they find the Zero Cabinet out from the ferns.) NYSSA: Doctor? (Tegan has found what looks like blood nearby.) TEGAN: Blood ... NYSSA: ... He's gone! The Doctor's gone! (The cabinet is empty.) NYSSA: The cabinet was secure. TEGAN: So he had to have opened it himself. NYSSA: It must have worked - the Zero effect. He was feeling better. TEGAN: Until whatever happened ... happened. We've gotta find him. (They walk away from the cabinet, but stop again a short way away.) NYSSA: There's more blood here ... and there ... and there. (They look at one another, and run off.) 5, EXT: FOREST (They are looking up at the city on the clifftops.) TEGAN: Castrovalva. (Suddenly a warrior jumps out in front of them, and then more emerge from the bushes, surrounding them.) TEGAN: RUN! (They run off in the only available direction. They run until they think they are out of sight, then duck down to hide. After a while they both look out and around.) NYSSA: We've got to find the Doctor. Until he's properly regenerated he's terribly vulnerable. 5, EXT: PATH (There is a trail of blood, and the Doctor is lying on the ground. The trail of blood continues past him though. He opens his eyes and tries to sit up.) DOCTOR: Hmm. Twelve of them at least. wr party, maybe ... 6, EXT: FOREST (Tegan and Nyssa walk through the forest and spot the Doctor a way ahead of them on a section of the cliff.) NYSSA: There he is. TEGAN: Perhaps he's found a way in. (They follow him.) 7, EXT: CLIFF (The Doctor climbs up the cliff.) NYSSA (oov): DOCTOR! (He gets on top of a high rock, then looks down to the voice he heard. The height of the drop beneath him makes him unsteady and he leans against the rock behind him.) NYSSA (oov): DOCTOR! DOCTOR: Doctor. Everyone's looking for him. 8, EXT: FOREST (At another place in the forest, the main party of warriors is seemingly having a rest. The leader, Mergrave, wears a much bigger and fancier mask than the rest of the warriors.) MERGRAVE: Once again we wait for Ruther. Was there ever a man with such capacity to lose both his quarry and himself? (The rest of them laugh. The Doctor pops his head out to have a look, then goes straight down again.) 9, EXT: FOREST (Nyssa and Tegan have reached the edge of the city. One of the groups of warriors walk straight towards them but don't see them because of a tree in the way. Nyssa and Tegan hurry out of sight as the warriors continue past them – carrying the Zero Cabinet.) 10, EXT: FOREST (The Doctor watches the party, but Ruther's group comes up behind him unnoticed. He is taken between a few of the warriors.) RUTHER: This is another stranger?! MERGRAVE: Who are you, stranger?! DOCTOR: That's the strangest thing of all ... I'm not entirely sure. 11, EXT: CLIFF (Nyssa and Tegan climb up the cliff, following Ruther's group. A loud horn sounds and they hurry to catch up with the Doctor.) 12, EXT: ENTRANCE (The hunting party are entering the city. Mergrave points to the Doctor.) MERGRAVE: Bring him. (They enter the city through a sliding door cave in the cliff. The door closes just as Nyssa and Tegan run up to it.) NYSSA: Doctor! Come back! TEGAN: Doctor! 13, INT: SQUARE (The Doctor is marched into the city square, bustling with people. He is dumped onto a bench.) RUTHER: We will give orders for the fre to be lit. MERGRAVE: We will wait for Shardovan. (The warriors walk over to a spit where an animal is cooking.) MERGRAVE: Well sirs. Today has been a good adventure in the Wilds beyond the Walls – and a quarry worth the name. RUTHER: Fair k*ll, though I have seen better ... SHARDOVAN: If we could cook your memories, Ruther, we would feast indeed. (Shardovan, a tall man wearing black has entered walking down the steps in the middle of the square. There is laughter at his joke. Shardovan heads straight towards the Doctor.) SHARDOVAN: I trust, Mergrave, that you have brought us something more edible than this ... lifeless unfortunate? 14, EXT: ENTRANCE (Nyssa and Tegan are trying to open the door.) NYSSA: Closed without a trace. If we had a three-micron beam wedge though ... TEGAN: Well we haven't. NYSSA: I said 'if'. You taught me about 'if', remember? TEGAN: It's not that sort of 'if'. It's what we can do, with what we've got! If only we used a bit of iniative. Come on. (She indicates to Nyssa to give her a hand to climb onto a rock near the door.) 15, INT: SQUARE (People mill around chatting, others carry out their duties. A woman brings a large plate of food over to a table where Shardovan, Mergrave and Ruther prepare to sit. The Doctor looks on, confused.) MERGRAVE: We should inform the Portreeve of this man's arrival. SHARDOVAN: That has been done. But not his purpose here ... May one know that? (He beckons for the Doctor to be brought over to the table.) RUTHER: He says he doesn't know who he is, or why he has come. SHARDOVAN: Oh I admire a man with an open mind. My own is closed upon the opinion that I am Shardovan. I have the honour to be librarian for the dwellings of Castrovalva. DOCTOR: Librarian? Books and stuff ... ? SHARDOVAN: Books are the principle business of a library, sir. DOCTOR: ... Then you read? ... You all read? (Mergrave and Ruther finally remove their hunting masks.) MERGRAVE: Far too much, in my opinion. There is in this town of Castrovalva , sir, a general dedication to bodily inertia...that quite defies description. DOCTOR: Castrovalva ... Yes, the place to rest... RUTHER: Yes, and rest you shall sir. Some refreshment, and then we must show you to your quarters. (They all sit at the table. The Doctor seems very excited by the presence of celery on the table. He picks up a piece.) DOCTOR: Definitely civilisation. (He takes a bite.) 16, EXT: CLIFF (It is now dark. Tegan and Nyssa are attempting to climb a steep part of the cliff.) NYSSA: We'll never get up there! TEGAN: Do you want to go back then? NYSSA: We seem to be comitted. 17, INT: LIVING AREA (The Doctor walks with Shardovan and Ruther to the living quarters.) SHARDOVAN: I understand your natural puzzlement in the matter of our outdoor garments, sir. Mergrave has devised a new religion – he calls 'exercise'. RUTHER: Yes, in pursuit of which belief, he drives us to hunt animals in the Wilds beyond the Walls. DOCTOR: The hunt ... yes it's all coming back to me. (to Shardovan.) You weren't at the hunt. SHARDOVAN: Alas, no. RUTHER: Shardovan was detained by being longer in the body than the available habiliments could match. (As they talk they enter the Doctor's room.) 18, INT: DOCTOR'S ROOM (Mergrave, dressed in white is preparing a drink on a nearby bench.) SHARDOVAN: The garments with which we stir our courage to the hunt, sir, are relics of our ancestors. A smaller breed of men, who, as I believe wore down their stature with too much hunting. You will notice I am tall. DOCTOR: I suppose that's why they made you librarian. SHARDOVAN: Hmm? DOCTOR: Reaching down the books from the top shelf. (They laugh, although the Doctor's confused expression indicates he probably wasn't trying to be funny.) MERGRAVE: The stranger is recovering his wits. (He has finished preparing the drink, a small glass of dark liquid.) MERGRAVE: A mild medicament – distilled from herbs. DOCTOR: You're a doctor? MERGRAVE: A master of physic, yes. DOCTOR: Not ... the Doctor, I suppose? I came here to find him. I think. RUTHER: It must be the Portreeve the stranger is in search of. SHARDOVAN: The Portreeve certainly. No one of us else is of the least importance. DOCTOR: The Portreeve? A sort of magistrate? SHARDOVAN: A man of great wisdom, sir. He reads thoroughly the books I merely rearrange. I'm sorry you will not dine with us tonight – but sleep. The meat served cold tomorrow will taste the better for it. (They all start to leave.) MERGRAVE: Good night, sir. RUTHER: Good night. DOCTOR: Yes, good night. (The Doctor starts to look around, and especially at the potion given to him. He holds it up and stares, then sniffs it. Suddenly he hears a voice nearby.) PORTREEVE: Drink. It's a simple ... to promote healing sleep. (The Portreeve is an elderly man, dressed all in white, with a large white hat. He leans on a stick.) DOCTOR: You're the Portreeve. PORTREEVE: Ssh. It's past my bed time. If they knew I was abroad, they would press me to this feast. For me, as for you sir, sleep is sometimes better nourishment than good red meat. Please drink, sir. (The Doctor downs the drink.) DOCTOR: Yes, that is good. PORTREEVE: Excellent. You'll very soon find the Doctor ... DOCTOR: You overheard? PORTREEVE: I ... know these things. DOCTOR: Oh? PORTREEVE: By the simplest of means. When you visit breakfast with me tomorrow, you will see the source of what my friends are pleased to call my 'great wisdom'. Now sir, sleep. DOCTOR (lying back): Yes, it has been a long journey. Tell me Portreeve, off the record, will I find the Doctor here? PORTREEVE: Oh yes, Doctor, very soon. DOCTOR: Good. PORTREEVE: Good night, Doctor. DOCTOR: Good night. (The Portreeve leaves. The Doctors eyes reopen. ) DOCTOR: ... Doctor? (Unable to get his confused mind around the Portreeve's final words, he laughs and turns over onto his side and tries to make himself comfortable.) DOCTOR: Doctor. 19, EXT: CLIFFS (Tegan and Nyssa are still climbing about on the rocks.) NYSSA: We should have told the Doctor about Adric. TEGAN: You said it was dangerous. He would have gone after him. NYSSA: There might have been a chance but ... now anything might have happened to the Doctor. (Suddenly a rope ladder flys over a nearby rock. They look at one another, then back at the ladder.) NYSSA: A rope ladder ... ?! 20, INT: SQUARE (The Portreeve stands on a platform over the square watching the people below. Directly beneath him, Shardovan walks through an archway towards the group of people.) MERGRAVE: Shardovan! More strangers have arrived. They scaled the walls! SHARDOVAN: A new sport to replace hunting! Where are these super men? MERGRAVE: They're coming. I must tell the Portreeve. SHARDOVAN: No wait. They're women. (Tegan and Nyssa are brought over by Ruther. Tegan is yelling at Ruther.) TEGAN: We know he's here! We saw him brought in! NYSSA: We're looking for the Doctor. RUTHER: This is most strange. The other visitor told us the same thing! NYSSA: Other visitor? That must be ... TEGAN: The Doctor! I demand to see him! SHARDOVAN: Very well. MERGRAVE: But you ... SHARDOVAN: Then show them to their quarters. We will not disturb the Portreeve with this news. Old men need their sleep. (The girls are led away as Shardovan notices the Portreeve above him.) PORTREEVE: Some old men seldom sleep Shardovan. (Shardovan stares back at him.) 21, INT: DOCTOR'S ROOM (The Doctor is sleeping. Mergrave opens the door to show Nyssa and Tegan.) NYSSA: Is he alright? MERGRAVE: Tomorrow, he will be recovered. (They leave.) 22, INT: LIVING AREA NYSSA: We have to tell him about Adric. TEGAN: Are you sure? He's still not very strong. NYSSA: We must! We have to think of Adric too! I know so little about telebiogenesis. If only there were some books here. MERGRAVE (impatiently): Come along! (They follow him.) 23, INT: DOCTOR'S ROOM (In the Doctor's room, Adric comes out of the shadows. He walks over to the Doctor who remains asleep, then he moves over and opens the door to look out.) 24, INT: LIVING QUARTERS (Tegan is sleeping while Nyssa looks out the window. Women below chatter as they clear away the remains of the feast. Nyssa quietly checks Tegan is asleep, and then walks out the door.) 25, INT: CITY (Nyssa walks around the city, when she suddenly sees two men carrying the Zero cabinet away.) NYSSA: Wait! That belongs to the Doctor! 26, INT: DOCTOR'S ROOM (Nyssa brings the men in and indicates to put the Zero cabinet down. The Doctor is still asleep. She sends them away and closes the door. Suddenly she looks in the mirror and sees Adric behind her in the reflection.) NYSSA: Adric! ADRIC: No, don't turn around. Just listen, and listen quickly – the Master musn't find me here. NYSSA: He's in Castrovalva? ADRIC: He can find me anywhere because I'm still in his power. But you musn't let the Doctor know. NYSSA: We have to tell him. ADRIC: No, rescuing me can wait. Just listen. The Doctor must remain in Castrovalva until his regeneration is complete. NYSSA: Wait, I must get Tegan. ADRIC: No, you mustn't tell anybody you saw me. Nobody, you understand. (Nyssa turns around and the image of Adric in the mirror disappears with a sort of electric crackle. The Doctor stirs and wakes up.) NYSSA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Nyssa! Lovely morning. I'm beginning to feel quite my old self ... or rather my new self. 27, INT: MASTER'S TARDIS ADRIC: No ... No I won't do it! I won't! MASTER: But you've done it, boy. The perfect impersonation of yourself. Now we will remain untroubled by the Doctor's meddling, while our plans ... mature. Hehehehe ... 28, INT: PORTREEVE'S CHAMBER (On a long table, women tidy up remains of breakfast. The Portreeve is at the table's head, with the Doctor to his right and Nyssa and Tegan to his left.) DOCTOR: I like your Castrovalva, Portreeve. Very clever of them to have brought me here. PORTREEVE: I fear we must be a little dull, after the habitual excitements you describe. DOCTOR: Oh, the Ogrons and the Daleks and that ... no, no, I think it does us good to be reminded the universe isn't entirely people with nasty creatures out for themselves. (Shardovan enters with a woman carrying some books.) SHARDOVAN: The volumes you asked for, Portreeve. PORTREEVE: Ah, thank you Shardovan. I've finished with those. (He points to three more books at the other end of the table, which the woman collects.) SHARDOVAN: Ah, very well. PORTREEVE: Let me introduce, Tegan and Nyssa; Shardovan the librarian. NYSSA: There is a library. SHARDOVAN: Which I hope you will visit. NYSSA: I'd love to see it now. PORTREEVE: Then you shall. There is something that I want to show the Doctor. (The Portreeve stands up and sees Nyssa and Tegan out with Shardovan. The Doctor stands to join the Portreeve. They both walk across and look at a giant tapestry, of various plantlife, leafs and bushes.) DOCTOR: Whoever did this certainly has a way with needle and thread. PORTREEVE: Remarkable, isn't it? DOCTOR: This device you mentioned ... PORTREEVE: It stands before you Doctor. I've returned it to its state of yesterday, by way of demonstration. (In the middle of the trees and bushes, the tapestry shows a picture from the previous day – Nyssa and Tegan sitting over the Zero cabinet out in the forest.) 29, INT: OUTSIDE THE LIBRARY (Shardovan is leading Nyssa and Tegan up some stairs to the library.) NYSSA: Do you have any books on telebiogenesis? SHARDOVAN: The technical section is not large, you will find, but you are welcome to browse. (They enter the library.) 30, INT: PORTREEVE'S CHAMBER DOCTOR: Fascinating demonstration, Portreeve. How often do the pictures renew themselves? PORTREEVE: Life here in the main is very slow and unremarkable. Only an occasion like your visit disturbs the cycles enough to register on the tapestry. (The tapestry now shows Nyssa and Tegan carrying the Zero cabinet through the forest.) DOCTOR: Some form of fast-particle projection, I suppose? PORTREEVE: Our forbears had many skills, now forgotten. DOCTOR: Indeed. (The Doctor begins to move over to the tapestry, but the Portreeve stops him from doing so.) PORTREEVE: Oh, there's no doubt some complexity behind it, but in view of what you told me you had better avoid such things until you are restored. (The Doctor laughs and looks back at the tapestry, and the picture of Nyssa and Tegan.) DOCTOR: You know I had no idea I was putting them to so much trouble. It's a very long way for three young people to carry me. PORTREEVE: Three, Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes ... er ... Tegan, Nyssa and err ... .Tegan. (The Portreeve laughs. The Doctor looks very confused.) DOCTOR: No, that's silly. Er ... Nyssa, Tegan and ... ... and Nyssa ... ... Nyssa, Tegan ... you know I'm sure there's someone missing. 31, INT: OUTSIDE THE LIBRARY (Tegan and Nyssa come out from the library, each with a big stack of books.) TEGAN: These aren't gonna help us much with Adric. NYSSA: Small technical section ... there weren't any technical books at all. TEGAN: Well let's read the history of Castrovalva – might tell us why. NYSSA: Let's take them back to the Doctor's room. (As they leave, Shardovan comes out and watches them go.) 32, INT: SQUARE (Women are washing linen in the fountain, and a girl is bouncing a ball. The Doctor enters, deep in thought.) DOCTOR: One ... Two ... Good day ... .One ... Two ... (He can't get past two. He sighs and sits down on the stairs. The girl walks over to him.) DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. One! ... Two!... CHILD: Three, sir. DOCTOR: What? CHILD: Three, sir, is what comes after two. DOCTOR: Do you know that's exactly what I thought? CHILD: And then four, and then five, and then six, and then seven ... DOCTOR: Stop! Please, you're making me dizzy. We'll have to give you a badge for mathematical excellence. (Something ticks over in his mind.) DOCTOR: Adric. Adric! (He runs off.) 33, INT: DOCTOR'S ROOM (Nyssa and Tegan are reading the books. The Doctor bursts in and stares at them furiously.) TEGAN: The history of Castrovalva's fascinating. DOCTOR: No time for that. Where is he?! TEGAN: Sorry? DOCTOR: Adric! TEGAN (to Nyssa): You told him! NYSSA: No, Adric told me not to! DOCTOR: Adric told you? TEGAN: Adric? NYSSA: I'm ... I'm so sorry Doctor but ... DOCTOR: Please ... never mind about the apologies. I think it's time I heard all about this. 34, INT: OUTSIDE THE LIBRARY (Mergrave is talking to Shardovan on the balcony.) SHARDOVAN: What? Going so soon? MERGRAVE: Whether for some offense we've given ... or just a sudden fancy, I cannot say. SHARDOVAN: He cannot leave, he must not. MERGRAVE: He seems firm in his intent. SHARDOVAN: Then we must intervene! (They hurry off.) 35, INT: BALCONY (The Doctor and the girls are running around on the balconies.) DOCTOR: The TARDIS! NYSSA: Doctor, the Zero cabinet! DOCTOR: We can't go through all that again! TEGAN: But once you get outside the walls ... DOCTOR: Well we'll just have to hope, won't we?! 36, INT: SQUARE (They reach the square. The large group of women are there washing linen. The Doctor stops to ask them a question.) DOCTOR: Which is the quickest way out of here? (All the women point immediately in different directions.) DOCTOR: Yes, well that's democracy for you. Come on. (He chooses a direction and they leave.) 37, INT: CITY (They go down some stairs and between an archway.) NYSSA: I don't remember this! DOCTOR: Never mind, come on! (They keep going.) 38, INT: BALCONY (They are going down some more steps.) DOCTOR: I always did have a terrible sense of direction. Still as long we keep going down ... (Suddenly they stop and look down. The square is beneath them.) TEGAN: It's impossible! 39, INT: SQUARE (The Doctor runs into the square, past Ruther and Mergrave who call him back.) RUTHER: Oh I beg you, Doctor, reconsider this hasty departure! MERGRAVE: For reasons of health, if not of courtesy. DOCTOR: Sorry, no time, must dash, come back later. (He runs off but comes back quickly.) DOCTOR: Where does this lead? RUTHER: Out, sir, if you insist. DOCTOR: Thank you. (They run off again.) 40, INT: BALCONY (They are back on the same balcony again. Below them is the square.) TEGAN: That wretched square again! Doctor, what's happening!? DOCTOR: Shush. Concentrate. This could be serious. (He runs down a few of the stairs, then turns around and runs back the other way.) NYSSA: It's as if space had folded in on itself. DOCTOR: Very like it, quick! There may still be time to reverse the sense! 41, INT: SQUARE (The Doctor runs through the square again, and up some stairs ... straight into Shardovan, who bars the way.) SHARDOVAN: Doctor, what is the occasion of this ... haste?! (The Doctor falls back and just about collapses. Tegan and Nyssa take either side of him and lead him away.) 42, INT: LIVING AREA NYSSA: It's affecting him, some very complex spatial disturbance. TEGAN: What is it, Doctor? DOCTOR: Castrovalva ... folding in on itself deliberately. NYSSA: Come on, this way. TEGAN: The Doctor's room! NYSSA: Oh, thank goodness. We must get him back in the Zero cabinet immediately. 43, INT: DOCTOR'S ROOM (They come in and stop.) TEGAN: The Zero cabinet ... it's gone! (The Doctor goes over to the window and stares painfully out.) DOCTOR: Recursive Occlusion! Someone's manipulating Castrovalva! We're caught in a space/time trap! (Outside, the whole of Castrovalva appears as a crooked jigsaw puzzle of what it was before. Everything seems impossibly out of place and yet the Castrovalvan people themselves carry on heedless of the illogical geography. Looking at the city is like looking through a kaleidoscope ... )	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x03 - Castrovalva - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
Castrovalva by Christopher H. Bidmead Part Four Original Air Date: 12 January 1982 Running time: 24:12 DOCTOR: I'm perfectly all right. We have got to find out what's causing the occlusion. Follow me! DOCTOR: Please find the Zero Cabinet. NYSSA: The Portreeve. He'll help us. Wait here, Doctor. DOCTOR: Be careful. If I'm right, the occlusion won't be dangerous to you at this moment. You're only trouble will be finding the way. Quickly! RUTHER: You should prepare yourselves for disappointment. It is unusual for the Portreeve to grant two audiences on the same day. TEGAN: Just take us to him. DOCTOR: Must be about five hundred years old. DOCTOR: Now that's odd. That's very odd indeed. DOCTOR: Mergrave. Just the chap. There's something you can do for me. TEGAN: That square again. NYSSA: We keep coming back to it. RUTHER: Of course. TEGAN: But you must see that there's something going wrong here? RUTHER: There are, as you have observed, steps that rise from the square and others that lead downwards from it, while other walks debouch laterally. An equitable arrangement, surely, allowing for much variety of movement. TEGAN: You're not going to tell me you don't realise RUTHER: Ah, there is an exemplary vista from here. TEGAN: He must know. They're all in this together. NYSSA: They would be if they were part of the recursion. RUTHER: Here. Fine view down into the water tower. NYSSA: Wait a minute. NYSSA: Look. TEGAN: What is it? TEGAN: So that's where it got to. MERGRAVE: Here are the other fifteen volumes. Put them down there. DOCTOR: Well done, Margrave. MERGRAVE: All right, run along. DOCTOR: You know, I'm very fond of history, but I don't usually get much time for reading. DOCTOR: No! Please. It's backed with silver. Helps to keep it out. MERGRAVE: It? And what, sir, is it? DOCTOR: Precisely what I'm trying to find out. Tell me, Mergrave, what do you see out of the window? MERGRAVE: Well, sir, the town square, the library, the Portreeve's house and my own pharmacy. In fine, sir, the dwellings of Castrovalva. DOCTOR: And it all makes sense to you? MERGRAVE: Strange question. Shardovan has asked the same. DOCTOR: Shardovan. MERGRAVE: He too can be a little fevered in his imaginings. This will dispel your fatigue. DOCTOR: How do I know you're telling the truth? MERGRAVE: Because, sir, I maintain I am, and I am a man of my word. DOCTOR: A perfect example of recursion, Mergrave. And recursion is exactly what we're up against. Draw me a square, large as you can. DOCTOR: Good. Now, in the square, a rough map of Castrovalva. TEGAN: You hid this deliberately. SHARDOVAN: Assuredly, ma'am, no impropriety was intended. TEGAN: You're all part of this. It's a conspiracy. RUTHER: They have formed the suspicion that the Doctor has been ensnared. SHARDOVAN: Ah. They cannot think that. NYSSA: Come on. We must get this back to the Doctor straightaway. DOCTOR: Now, the library, the square, the Portreeve's house. Now, where's your pharmacy? MERGRAVE: Up here, sir. And down here. And round here. And along here also. DOCTOR: Four pharmacies in a small place like this? MERGRAVE: No, sir. I have but one. DOCTOR: You positioned it four times. MERGRAVE: It may be approached, sir, by many different routes. DOCTOR: Hmm. DOCTOR: Valeriana officinalis centiculare europea. And just a hint of rosemary. MERGRAVE: You understand medicine, Doctor. DOCTOR: Not as well as you. But I'm afraid one of us is deluded about geography. NYSSA: Doctor? DOCTOR (OOV.): Yes, yes, come in. TEGAN: We found it, and no thanks to these Castrovalvan people. They kept leading us round and round and back to the square. DOCTOR: Well, that's Castrovalva, not Ruther. I suppose you know the whereabouts of the Portreeve's house. RUTHER: Nothing is more certain, sir. DOCTOR: Well put. Show us on the map. RUTHER: This is the Portreeve's house, along here, down there, (pause) round there. MERGRAVE: The Doctor has been explaining to me. I almost grasp it. RUTHER: There is something amiss with the map. DOCTOR: There is something amiss with Castrovalva, but because your perception is part of it, you cannot see it. RUTHER: I am a rational man, sir. Explain this interesting idea. DOCTOR: Yes, well, I'm afraid that would take some doing. NYSSA: Doctor, the Cabinet. DOCTOR: Yes, yes, in a minute. This library of Shardovan's, are all the books like this? NYSSA: Yes, why? DOCTOR: These volumes chronicle the rise of Castrovalva out of an alliance of warring hunters twelve hundred years ago. Or purport to chronicle. MERGRAVE: Purport, you say? RUTHER: That, sir, is our official history. MERGRAVE: From Castrovalva's first beginnings to the present day. DOCTOR: Yes, well, I'm no expert, but I have the strongest possible hunch that these are forgeries. RUTHER: What do you say, sir? DOCTOR: Oh, the threads, the bindings, the paper, are as near the real thing as may be, but the contents are faked. NYSSA: How can you tell? DOCTOR: There is something we're all overlooking. NYSSA: Yes? What, Doctor? DOCTOR: I don't know. I'm overlooking it, too. DOCTOR: But I'm certain the whole history's been invented. TEGAN: By Shardovan. NYSSA: But why? To hide something? TEGAN: Something about the real history. Doctor? DOCTOR: If there ever was a real history. MERGRAVE: This noise is not acceptable. MERGRAVE: The visitor is weaker, but receiving our best attention. But you must remain quiet as noise causes him great distress. WOMAN: (quietly) Yes, okay. RUTHER: This is Shardovan's hand. The librarian. DOCTOR: Shardovan. I thought as much. I must see the Portreeve. MERGRAVE: I'm sure, given your condition, the Portreeve will be happy to see you. TEGAN: We'll carry him there. MERGRAVE: As you wish. TEGAN: Would you mind waiting outside? NYSSA: We'll bring him out in a minute. MERGRAVE: Never been treated like this before. RUTHER: By a woman. DOCTOR: One little suggestion. MERGRAVE: I wish I could be of more help. TEGAN: It's a complicated thing, this recursion business. MERGRAVE: Please, let us have quiet here. SHARDOVAN: Why are all these women here? Is this a holiday? MERGRAVE: The Doctor is most unwell. RUTHER: It's been agreed to carry him to the Portreeve. We must all help. SHARDOVAN: Very well. SHARDOVAN: Allow me to assist you. TEGAN: No, keep away. SHARDOVAN: Please, I insist I do my small part. TEGAN: Excuse me. I am responsible for the Doctor. MERGRAVE: This way. TEGAN: The Doctor can't be levitating. He's so heavy. TEGAN: Then? NYSSA: (quietly) The history of Castrovalva. TEGAN: What, all thirty volumes? DOCTOR: You're the man I want. SHARDOVAN: Explain yourself, sir. DOCTOR: You're the only man here who could not be persuaded to join the hunting ritual. SHARDOVAN: Ah. My natural indolence would not permit it. DOCTOR: Your intelligence would not permit it. You suspected the whole tradition was invention from beginning to end and here's the proof. Your annotations of the histories. SHARDOVAN: Ah. Mere fancies, sir. Notes for a fiction I had a mind to write. DOCTOR: Hmm. The fiction of Castrovalva. A civilisation evolving out of tribal warfare into an ideal community. It is a fiction, and the thing that confirms it SHARDOVAN: Well, sir? DOCTOR: Oh, I know it. It's on the tip. It's on the tip of my mind. The books are five hundred years old at least, but SHARDOVAN: The books are old, but they chronicle the rise of Castrovalva up to the present day. MERGRAVE: Portreeve, the visitor's strange illness has progressed beyond my power to heal. RUTHER: We have come for your help. PORTREEVE: Please, not my help. This is a matter for the tapestry. DOCTOR: Don't tell me you're lost, too? SHARDOVAN: No, but as you guessed, Doctor, we people of Castrovalva are too much part of this thing you call the occlusion. DOCTOR: But you do see it? The spatial anomaly. SHARDOVAN: With my eyes, no. But in my philosophy. This way. I know a back way. PORTREEVE: The Doctor has journeyed dangerously to honour us here in Castrovalva, and look at the outcome. MERGRAVE: Portreeve, should we not begin? PORTREEVE: Everything's in hand. With this tapestry and with patience, there's nothing one cannot achieve. Nothing, Doctor, in this world or in any other. The tapestry has the power to build and hold in space whole worlds of matter. PORTREEVE: But I've contented myself with one small, simple town. MASTER: For the final meeting of the Doctor with his Master! Bwahahahaha! SHARDOVAN: Doctor. DOCTOR: We must be very close to whatever he's using to power all this. Come on, we'll have to hurry. You're a good tall chap. MASTER: I have waited patiently with this trap of mine. My Castrovalva. NYSSA: But there is a real Castrovalva. It's mentioned in the TARDIS databank. MASTER: The boy Adric entered it there at my command. NYSSA: Adric. TEGAN: Where is he? What have you done with him? MASTER: The boy is nothing. I want the Doctor. One long last look before I destroy him utterly. NYSSA: You've got to stop him. He's the Master! MASTER: What was that? Go on, find out. The Doctor and Shardovan climb through the window onto a small balcony at the top of a flight of stairs.) SHARDOVAN: Now, Doctor DOCTOR: Shush! MASTER: Open this for me! NYSSA: Don't you understand anything about zero structures? The internal interfaces are bonded by strong-force interaction. The surfaces can only be separated from inside the Cabinet. MASTER: Don't try to make a fool of me. MERGRAVE: Doctor? RUTHER: This is beyond all sense. MERGRAVE: You must come along with us. SHARDOVAN: No. You must spare the Doctor. RUTHER: No, Shardovan. He has betrayed the Portreeve. SHARDOVAN: My dear friends, it's we who've been betrayed. DOCTOR: Listen carefully. This man you know as Portreeve is the most evil force in the universe. You have got to help me defeat him. Got to, do you understand? SHARDOVAN: You do have doubts. We've spoken of it often. DOCTOR: Well, say something, please! SHARDOVAN: Shush. DOCTOR: Yes would be best. MASTER: I have you in my power absolutely, but I will see your face before I destroy you forever. TEGAN: That wretched tapestry. He'll spot the Doctor any minute now. MASTER: Well? Well, speak. I gave you tongues. MERGRAVE: You are not the Portreeve. MASTER: Someone's been tampering with your perception threshold. RUTHER: You are not the Portreeve. I believe the visitor. MASTER: A trick! The Doctor's here. DOCTOR (OOV.): Are you sure of that, Master? MASTER: Enough of your deceptions! MASTER: Where are you? I'll fetch you out wherever you are. NYSSA: The tapestry, look! TEGAN: But Doctor, it's DOCTOR: I know, I know. Stay back. DOCTOR: So that's how you're sustaining Castrovalva. MASTER: My own adaptation of the block transfer computation. Since we last me, Adric's mathematical powers have been put to lively use. DOCTOR: Deadly, you mean. MASTER: That, too. You were wise to deter your young friends from approaching. The hadron power lines are lethal to the touch. DOCTOR: All right, Master. It's me you want. Let the boy go. MASTER: Yes, a trap has now been sprung. We can begin to dispose of all the bait. DOCTOR: There was no call for that. MASTER: I populated Castrovalva. I will dispose of these creatures as I choose. DOCTOR: Unless you let every one of them go now MASTER: Well, Doctor? DOCTOR: Shardovan, get back! MASTER: Don't touch the web. It's holding Castrovalva in balance. You do not have the will! SHARDOVAN: You made us, man of evil, but we are free. MASTER: My web! MASTER: My web! NYSSA: The Master! Look! TEGAN: The fireplace. It's his TARDIS. NYSSA: Shardovan? DOCTOR: He gave his life to help us. TEGAN: The Master has escaped. DOCTOR: So must we. Without the web to support it, the local space will fold up into itself. Come on! NYSSA: Where are we going? DOCTOR: It still makes sense to Mergrave. Stay behind him. MERGRAVE: This way. DOCTOR: The square again. NYSSA: The Master's TARDIS. DOCTOR: It couldn't take off. Space is squeezing in too fast. TEGAN: We're trapped. NYSSA: How do we get out? DOCTOR: It can't collapse without causing a breach somewhere. MERGRAVE: There is nothing but confusion in my eyes now. ADRIC: I can see. DOCTOR: Adric created it. Which way? ADRIC: What exactly am I looking for, Doctor? DOCTOR: Anything you don't recognise as Castrovalva. ADRIC: Over there. The hillside. DOCTOR: Follow Adric. Hold on to each other. ADRIC: This is it. This is the way. DOCTOR: Mergrave. MASTER (OOV.): My web! MERGRAVE: Goodbye, Doctor. MASTER: Bring it to me, boy. My web! ADRIC: Doctor, quickly, we've got to leave before it closes again. TEGAN: Doctor! Adric! Please hurry! DOCTOR: Mergrave, we have got to leave. MASTER: No! You can't b*at me! Traitors! NYSSA: It's gone. Gone forever. ADRIC: And the Master? DOCTOR: Let's hope so. DOCTOR: One, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, one, two, one, two. All right, rest. Deep breaths. Well done, Adric. TEGAN: Why couldn't we just walk? DOCTOR: Got to be fit to crew the TARDIS. Trim Time Ship and a ship-shape team. DOCTOR: Who landed this? TEGAN: I did, Doctor. DOCTOR: You flew the TARDIS? TEGAN: I followed the instructions in the computer. DOCTOR: There aren't any. TEGAN: But DOCTOR: It was a projection. NYSSA: As Adric was, in the Zero Room. TEGAN: So I didn't fly it? DOCTOR: Adric pre-programmed it. Whatever you did to the console, we'd have ended up at Castrovalva. TEGAN: Oh, how disappointing. DOCTOR: The Master leaves nothing to chance. DOCTOR: Adric? NYSSA: Are you sure you're up to flying the TARDIS? DOCTOR: Oh, I think so. In fact, I feel quite like my old self. Well. TEGAN: Yes? DOCTOR: Well, whoever I feel like, it's absolutely splendid. Let's go.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x04 - Castrovalva - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
FOUR TO DOOMSDAY BY: TERENCE DUDLEY Part One Original Air Date: 18 January 1982 Running time: 23:36 ADRIC: Oh, we've stopped. We're there, Nyssa. Get the Doctor, will you? NYSSA: Yes. ADRIC: We've arrived. DOCTOR: Oh. A bit ahead of schedule. When was your flight again? TEGAN: A778, seventeen thirty hours. DOCTOR: February the twenty eighth, 1981. Oh, you'll have time for a cup of tea. It's only sixteen fifteen hours. TEGAN: Doesn't look much like Heathrow to me. DOCTOR: Last time I was there, they were doing strange things to Terminal three. Oh. No, you're right. It doesn't. ADRIC: Well, don't look at me. I set the coordinates as you instructed. Six three zero niner in the inner spiral arm of Galaxia Kiklos. TEGAN: But Heathrow is on the M4, not Corfu. DOCTOR: Oh, Adric's just showing off. He means the Milky Way, your galaxy. Ha! Massive magnetic field shift. ADRIC: Looks like some kind of a control room. DOCTOR: I suppose it could be part of the Piccadilly Line. TEGAN: Good. Then I can catch a train. DOCTOR: No. No, no, wait, wait, wait. The atmosphere's wrong. TEGAN: What? DOCTOR: Diminution of oxygen, nitrogen, traces of mercurial compound, intense proton activity. NYSSA: I thought Earth was meant to be primitive. TEGAN: Oh, did you. NYSSA: Their instrumentation is very advanced. That looks like a resonant stroboscope. TEGAN: What's that when it's at home? NYSSA: But it is home. DOCTOR: Er, I'm going to take a look around. Now, none of you is to leave here. Is that clearly understood? Good. DOCTOR: Spaceship or laboratory? MONARCH (OOV.): I would look at the intrusion again. MONARCH (OOV.): Well? ENLIGHTENMENT (OOV.): It is not in my memory. PERSUASION (OOV.): Nor in mine. MONARCH (OOV.): I would look again at the humanoid. TEGAN: He's taking his time. ADRIC: Yes. I've never known him hurry anything. TEGAN: Is there another space pack? ADRIC: Yes. NYSSA: He told us to stay here. TEGAN: Well, perhaps he's in trouble. ADRIC: Oh, he's always in trouble, Tegan, or haven't you noticed? It amuses him. TEGAN: Well, it doesn't amuse me. He promised to get me back to Heathrow. He'll lose me my job. ADRIC: No, he won't. Be patient. TEGAN: Patient? After all I've been through since I came through that door? My aunt reduced to so long. You must be joking. ADRIC: Look, we're fifth dimensional in this thing. He'll get you on your flight if he's out there a week. TEGAN: And what do we do in the meantime? ADRIC: You could always read. TEGAN: Read? ADRIC: Yes. There's a fascinating book on maths through there by a chap called Burt Russell. TEGAN: Maths? ADRIC: That's the trouble with women. Mindless, impatient and bossy. TEGAN: You chauvinist. I heard that. ADRIC: You were meant to. NYSSA: I heard it too. You mean this? Mindless. ADRIC: Well, yes, but you're not a woman. NYSSA: I'm not? ADRIC: No. You're only a girl. MONARCH (OOV.): He now knows he's observed. ENLIGHTENMENT (OOV.): What an enchanting smile. NYSSA: Still no sign of him. ADRIC: Can't be far. NYSSA: How do you know? ADRIC: By the look of things, there's not really very far he can go. NYSSA: You don't know that either. Just look at that. ADRIC: What does that thing do? NYSSA: I thought you knew all about it. It increases density. ADRIC: What for? NYSSA: To reduce matter, of course. ADRIC: What matter? NYSSA: The Doctor's, perhaps? ADRIC: That's ridiculous. NYSSA: Is it? MONARCH (OOV.): Control, report on the molecular structure of that artefact. DOCTOR: Well, we're in motion, so we can be pretty sure it's a spaceship. TEGAN: So much for promises. You've lost me my job. DOCTOR: Patience. TEGAN: Men. DOCTOR: And it appears to be unmanned. Adric, through there, space packs. No need to bother with the visors. ADRIC: Yes, Doctor. DOCTOR: There's a lot to interest you out there, young lady. Highly advanced, innovative stuff. NYSSA: That's a resonant stroboscope, isn't it. DOCTOR: Yes. There appears to be nothing but machinery out there, but we are under scrutiny. There's a monopticon out there. NYSSA: What's that? DOCTOR: Well, I suppose it would be best described as a sort of mobile black eye with a hypnotic stare. DOCTOR: Whoever or whatever is running this ship knows we're here, so we'll have a little scrutiny for ourselves. Should we meet anyone, you take your cue from me. (to Tegan) Spare key. Should we be separated, we come back here. TEGAN: But can't I stay here? DOCTOR: Yes, if you like, stay here. Adric? TEGAN: No, I'll come. DOCTOR: Hello, again. You must be having a ball. DOCTOR (on monitor): Friends of mine. CONTROL: Molecular structure of intruding artefact consistent with destination Earth and its solar system. DOCTOR: Amazing work. Worthy of Gallifrey. Non-corrosive alloys, saturated polymers. Highly advanced. NYSSA: Look at that! DOCTOR: Yes! An interferometer. ADRIC: What's that? NYSSA: This one's for measuring gravitation waves. DOCTOR: But we could use it on the time curve circuits. NYSSA: Look, a graviton crystal detector. ADRIC: What's that for? NYSSA: Same thing. DOCTOR: Belts and braces. NYSSA: Except on Traken, the interferometer superceded the crystal. DOCTOR: Yes. That's what's interesting. See if you can get it going. MONARCH (OOV.): I would again look closer at the tallest. He would appear to be the senior. DOCTOR: Ah, magnetic shield. Ahem. I mean you no harm. I wonder, could you tell me who or what you are? And where we are? MONARCH (OOV.): They appear to be Earthlings, and this one not without intelligence or technological education. DOCTOR: I, er, I know we're trespassing, but I would like an opportunity to explain the circumstances, if you'd be so kind. ADRIC: Doctor, don't we have some kind of a sonic DOCTOR: So, your lips are sealed. Well, would it be in order for you to take me to your leader? If you have a leader, that is. TEGAN: Look! A door! DOCTOR: Oh. Well, that's a friendly gesture. Thank you. Er, perhaps one of us should stay with Nyssa, Adric. ADRIC: No! DOCTOR: Good man. Come on. We'll see you both later. DOCTOR: Ah, a twib. DOCTOR: Thank you. ADRIC: Look, just go away, will you? NYSSA: Calm down. It won't bite. ADRIC: How do you know? NYSSA: Because. ADRIC: I don't know why the Doctor made me stay here anyway. NYSSA: Come over here. ADRIC: You know I'm no good with my hands. ENLIGHTENMENT (OOV.): Her attire is interesting. It obviously reflects a different culture. PERSUASION (OOV.): How can Earthlings have penetrated us? ENLIGHTENMENT (OOV.): Can they have learned the error of their ways? Are they now pacified and cooperative? Is our arrival to be simpler than expected? MONARCH (OOV.): More. Can their technology now be advanced as mine? TEGAN: How much further? NYSSA: It's no good, we'll have to take the readings out here. You know where the time curve circuits are, don't you? ADRIC: Of course. NYSSA: Well, fetch them. I'll set up. DOCTOR: Here we are. TEGAN: At last. MONARCH: Welcome. I am Monarch. DOCTOR: You look as if you might be. MONARCH: And this is Enlightenment. DOCTOR: Enlightenment, how do you do. ENLIGHTENMENT: How do you do. MONARCH: And this is Persuasion. DOCTOR: Friendly, I hope. MONARCH: And you are? DOCTOR: I am the Doctor. ENLIGHTENMENT: A doctor? Of what? DOCTOR: Of everything. PERSUASION: How modest. MONARCH: An Earthling. DOCTOR: A Gallifreyan. Tegan is an Earthling, Adric is an Alzarian, and Nyssa there is from Traken.) PERSUASION: You come in peace? DOCTOR: Of course. And inadvertently, as a matter of fact. MONARCH: Control, release full life support atmosphere, please. Remove your encumbrances. DOCTOR: Thank you. May I ask who you are? MONARCH: I am the supreme leader of the people of Urbanka, in the solar system of Inokshi in the galaxy RA one four eight nine. DOCTOR: Goodness me, you are a long way from home. MONARCH: As indeed are you. You must be tired. Control, refreshments for our guests. DOCTOR: You're very kind. MONARCH: I am merely civilised. ENLIGHTENMENT: Is that what the best-dressed Earthling women are wearing these days? TEGAN: These days? ENLIGHTENMENT: It's two and a half thousand years since we were last there. TEGAN: Two thousand five hundred years? MONARCH: Yes, our planets are rather far apart. We come as often as we can. Control, isolate the girl. DOCTOR: You know, I drop in from time to time myself, and nothing on Earth changes quite so often as the fashion. You wouldn't believe the way some people look. Some of them even wear safety pins. ENLIGHTENMENT: Safety pins? PERSUASION: A defence mechanism? DOCTOR: Earrings. ENLIGHTENMENT: How barbaric. DOCTOR: Yes. A lot of it about. ENLIGHTENMENT: Are you fashionable, Tegan? TEGAN: This is my uniform. ENLIGHTENMENT: What is your manner of dress when not in uniform? TEGAN: It's difficult to explain. Have you got a piece of paper? TEGAN: Thanks. Pen? Pencil? TEGAN: That'll do. ADRIC: Nyssa? Nyssa! Nyssa? ADRIC: Nyssa? Nyssa? Where is she? I said, where is she? MONARCH: Is this one of your drop in times, Doctor? DOCTOR: Drop in times? MONARCH: Your visits to planet Earth. DOCTOR: Yes, I promised to put Tegan on her plane. MONARCH: Her astral plane? DOCTOR: Yes, in a sense. They go from Heathrow Airport. MONARCH: This is not Heathrow Airport. DOCTOR: No, not even the quarantine area. MONARCH: Forgive my curiosity as to how your craft came aboard. DOCTOR: An error. My assistant miscalculated the coordinates. TEGAN: Too right he did. DOCTOR: Or it could have been your dense magnetic field causing a fluctuation of my artron energy. MONARCH: What energy is that? MONARCH: You possess an energy you do not understand? DOCTOR: Yes. Silly, isn't it. Only my professor at the Academy seemed to understand it. Just goes to show how academic everything is. MONARCH: Hmm. Ah, the boy who got his sums wrong. ADRIC: No, I didn't. I'm a mathematician. MONARCH: Mathematician, eh? Well, what do you understand by e=mc2 ADRIC: Doctor. DOCTOR: Come on, Adric, explain the formula. ADRIC: Doctor, where's Nyssa? Energy equals mass time the speed of light squared. MONARCH: You grasp the theory of relativity? ADRIC: Doesn't everyone? TEGAN: No, I don't. And if we don't get back to Heathrow, I'm going to lose my job. ADRIC: Study maths and you might get a better one. TEGAN: I don't want a better one. DOCTOR: Come along, children. Not in front of our hosts. MONARCH: You will be escorted to your refreshments. DOCTOR: Thank you, Monarch. PERSUASION: Majesty. DOCTOR: Majesty. MONARCH: Well done, Enlightenment. These will eliminate the need for telemicrographics, and may prove to be more reliable. I would inspect their craft. ADRIC: But, look, Doctor DOCTOR: I'm sure she's all right. DOCTOR: What did I tell you? ADRIC: Are you all right? NYSSA: Just about. DOCTOR: Ah, there you are. That's reassuring. MONARCH: Laser key. MONARCH: Directional cobalt flux. MONARCH: This artefact is too primitive to defy my technology. NYSSA: Doctor, I tell you it was a humanoid. BIGON: Welcome. My name is Bigon. DOCTOR: Hello. I'm the Doctor. This is Tegan, Adric and Nyssa. BIGON: We've met. DOCTOR: Are you an Earthling? BIGON: Yes. DOCTOR: Greek? BIGON: Athenian. DOCTOR: What are you doing here? BIGON: Will it please you to eat and drink? A simple meal. Vegetarian. Citrus fruits, apples, nut, avocado pears and grape juice. ADRIC: Oh, a small river fruit. BIGON: Avocado pear. ADRIC: Er, could anyone pass the sodium chloride, please? TEGAN: Sodium chloride? DOCTOR: Salt. If you're an Earthling, how do you come to be on this ship? KURKUTJI: Oolalaga itanga Kurkutji. Iyinta oogana intanda. TEGAN: Angalawe itanga Tegan. KURKUTJI: Tegan. No ango p'unkupo. TEGAN: U'unkupo. Maka nempita? DOCTOR: You speak the dialect? TEGAN: Well, he's an Australian aborigine. DOCTOR: Well, I know that. What's he saying? TEGAN: Well, he's welcoming us in the name of peace. DOCTOR: What's he doing here? TEGAN: I was asking. DOCTOR: Sorry to interrupt. TEGAN: Make nempita kukuch? KURKUTJI: Koolalaka kap ti pampoon. TEGAN: He says he's going walkabout to the time of the dreaming. DOCTOR: The dreaming? TEGAN: Heaven. He says he's going to heaven. We're all going to heaven. MONARCH: As I've always said, out of the mouths of primates and primitives. DOCTOR: When does he expect to get there? TEGAN: I'm frightened. NYSSA: So am I. DOCTOR: Is that where you're going? BIGON: I'm not a believer. DOCTOR: No, of course you're not. BIGON: Allow me to present Princess Villagra. DOCTOR: How do you do, your Highness. BIGON: The princess has vowed not to talk again until she is reunited with her people. DOCTOR: Who are her people? BIGON: The Mayan people of the Americas. DOCTOR: Goodness, that's going back a bit. LIN FUTU: Greetings. DOCTOR: Greetings. LIN FUTU: I am Lin Futu. DOCTOR: Well, I'd never have guessed it. You look in the best of health to me. LIN FUTU: Thank you. DOCTOR: You're all Earthlings. What are you doing on this ship? Are you hostages, is that it? DOCTOR (on monitor): Well, Bigon? MONARCH: Tell them nothing. BIGON: You have not been told by Monarch? DOCTOR: No. BIGON: Then we must be silent on this. ENLIGHTENMENT: His Majesty commands me to tell you that we arrive on planet Earth in four days. He invites you to complete your journey as his guests. DOCTOR: Well, that's very civil of His Majesty. Who are you? PERSUASION: We've already met. This is Enlightenment, and I am Persuasion.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x05 - Four to Doomsday - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
FOUR TO DOOMSDAY BY: TERENCE DUDLEY Part Two Original Air Date: 19 January 1982 Running time: 24:11 DOCTOR: Goodness, how you've changed. TEGAN: You're what I sketched. ENLIGHTENMENT: Yes. You're a very good draughtswoman, my dear. TEGAN: I want to go. ENLIGHTENMENT: There's no need to be frightened. Please. TEGAN: I'm not frightened. ADRIC: How did you do it? Change like that. ENLIGHTENMENT: We enjoy the most advanced technology in the universe. DOCTOR: Magical. ENLIGHTENMENT: No, not magic, Doctor. A skill like any other. ADRIC: You mean anyone can do it? ENLIGHTENMENT: Yes. ADRIC: Me? ENLIGHTENMENT: If you wished. But you have no need, yet. DOCTOR: But you have. ENLIGHTENMENT: As you have seen. PERSUASION: The dominant emotion on planet Earth is fear. When last we were there, our reception was hostile. TEGAN: Yeah, that doesn't surprise me. DOCTOR: Well, we must read your history books. ENLIGHTENMENT: You will be welcome to do so. It will be necessary for me to instruct you in our computer languages. DOCTOR: One couldn't wish for a more enchanting teacher. PERSUASION: A very elevated one. DOCTOR: Enlightenment. PERSUASION: Minister of Enlightenment. DOCTOR: Yes, of course. And you must be Minister of Persuasion. MONARCH: Close watch, this Doctor. Control, report what is known of this being, also Gallifrey and artron energy. DOCTOR: May one ask the purpose of your journey to planet Earth? PERSUASION: Resettlement. ENLIGHTENMENT: Our planet, Urbanka, no longer exists. Inokshi, our sun, was an irregular variable. It collapsed a thousand years ago. PERSUASION: We left before the end. ENLIGHTENMENT: In time to escape the black hole. DOCTOR: Many of you? ENLIGHTENMENT: Three billion. ADRIC: Three billion? How many ships? ENLIGHTENMENT: One. ADRIC: One! ENLIGHTENMENT: This one. MONARCH: They have been told enough. DOCTOR: Yes, well. CONTROL: Data on Doctor, Gallifrey, artron energy not memory banked. Inference, fifth dimension. MONARCH: This Doctor cannot have brought mathematics further than I. Infer again. CONTROL: The occult. MONARCH: Superstition? No. Isolate them. I must know more about them. ENLIGHTENMENT: Now that you are refreshed, you must see your quarters. Bigon will show you. He was the last to use them. DOCTOR: I see. So we've accepted your invitation? PERSUASION: Graciously, of course. BIGON: This way please. DOCTOR: Au revoir. ENLIGHTENMENT: I hope so. BIGON: Here you will be comfortable. I was. TEGAN: Yikes. ADRIC: Where are the others? BIGON: My boy? ADRIC: The rest of the three billion. BIGON: I'm sure that Monarch or one of his ministers will wish to satisfy your curiosity. DOCTOR: I hope we're not putting you out. BIGON: No, I have no need of this accommodation now. DOCTOR: You're with your family? BIGON: I have no family. Not since I was rescued from Earth a hundred generations ago. MONARCH: Why does the old fool have to chatter? BIGON: I must leave you now. TEGAN: We're shut in. ADRIC: A hundred generations. DOCTOR: Seems young for his age, don't you think? ADRIC: But three billion people? How big can this ship be? NYSSA: It's impossible. DOCTOR: On the face of it. TEGAN: I want to get out of here. I want to get off this ship. I don't want to be rescued. ADRIC: Make up your mind. TEGAN: Well, can you get us out of here? Can you get us back to the TARDIS? DOCTOR: Oh, I don't anticipate a great deal of difficulty. TEGAN: Good. Then I want to go now! DOCTOR: I knew a sailor once, friend of mine, chap named Drake. TEGAN: What's that got to do with it? DOCTOR: He said something like, there's time enough to get to Terminal three and b*at the Armada too. ADRIC: Armada? DOCTOR: Could there really be more than one of these? MONARCH: This Doctor interests me more and more. On no account is he to leave. MONARCH: And now he's blocked out the sound. Here we have a lively intelligence. He could make a valuable ally. PERSUASION: Or a dangerous enemy, your Majesty. ENLIGHTENMENT: He is too jocular, irresponsible. Such a being prefers mental anarchy. They call it freedom. MONARCH: What nonsense, the pair of you. I have eliminated the concept of opposition. PERSUASION: I was thinking of Bigon, your Majesty. MONARCH: Bigon cannot oppose. PERSUASION: But he does not conform. MONARCH: Well, of course. He's a philosopher, a doubter. We need doubt. It's the greatest intellectual galvaniser. ENLIGHTENMENT: With respect, your Majesty, there is a sensitivity in his persona which suggests what in the flesh time was called soul. MONARCH: It's the first time, Enlightenment, I've heard you blaspheme. ENLIGHTENMENT: I beg your Majesty's pardon. MONARCH: I should think so. Flesh time indeed. You approach lese majeste when you put the soul into the past tense. TEGAN: Must you make that awful noise? DOCTOR: If our conversation is to remain private, yes. ADRIC: They must be lying or mad. Three billion people on one ship? It'll never get off the ground. TEGAN: Of course they're mad. A hundred generations on this thing, they've got to be mad. DOCTOR: She didn't talk of people, she talked of population. ADRIC: Comes to the same thing. DOCTOR: Sloppy thinking, Adric. Do you know there are at least three billion bacteria in this chamber alone? And if a frog with a funny head can turn itself into a semblance of a human being in a matter of minutes, there isn't much of a limit to what it can't do. To say nothing of the dress-making. NYSSA: All that's not so difficult. ADRIC: Not difficult? NYSSA: These Urbankans are terribly advanced. TEGAN: Terribly is too right. NYSSA: I understand bioengineering, but I'm also an expert in cybernetics. TEGAN: What's cybernetics? NYSSA: A science concerned with the control mechanisms of machines. TEGAN: What machines? I've seen three large frogs and four very peculiar human beings. NYSSA: No, you've seen more than that. You saw two sketches you made come to life. TEGAN: Don't remind me. NYSSA: I'm sure machines did that. TEGAN: But we're talking of flesh and blood. DOCTOR: I am beginning to wonder. I mean, here we are, four days from Earth on a spaceship with three billion and three frogs. And four Earthlings. Why? Wait a minute, wait a minute. How long is one hundred generations? ADRIC: What's generation in years? DOCTOR: Call it twenty five. ADRIC: Two thousand five hundred years. DOCTOR: Right. Right. So it's at least two thousand five hundred years since our hosts last visited Earth when they rescued Bigon. Now, if the return journey to Urbanka takes the same time as the journey to Earth. How's your ancient history, Tegan? TEGAN: Like I feel, awful. DOCTOR: Well, not to worry, mine's pretty good. Now, the Futu dynasty in China I would put at four thousand years ago, the Mayans in South American flourished eight thousand years ago, and Kurkutji the aborigine says it's so long since he was taken he can't remember. How about twelve thousand years? TEGAN: But that's mad. DOCTOR: Yes, so you keep saying, Tegan. Is anyone saying you're wrong? ADRIC: I am. I think it's brilliant. NYSSA: So do I. Pure logic. DOCTOR: Or maybe Tegan's right. Why do it? TEGAN: Are you saying that this aborigine was taken twelve thousand years ago? DOCTOR: No, but his ancestor was. Wouldn't be the first time that whole generations have known of no other life than a spaceship. TEGAN: Then what are you saying? DOCTOR: I'm saying that the Urbankans have visited Earth four times and taken at least one cultural representative, and this time they're coming for good. Well, I say good. Three billion Earthlings plus three billion Urbankans, I really don't think so. I really don't think so at all. ADRIC: Then what are we going to do? DOCTOR: Explore. PERSUASION: What action shall I take, your Majesty? MONARCH: None. He will take the action. He has a sonic device, primitive but effective. He'll want to explore. Arrange a recreational to divert him, but keep him separated from the boy or girl. They will tell me more about this Doctor than he will himself. DOCTOR: Bring these. NYSSA: What should we do? ADRIC: Come on. TEGAN: Doctor, we've lost the others. DOCTOR: Hmm. I get the feeling we were meant to lose them. TEGAN: But we can't just leave them. DOCTOR: Oh? What do you suggest? Come on, and try to keep calm. We'll get nowhere if you lose your head. MONARCH: Let them move freely. In the meantime, Enlightenment, I will examine Bigon. ENLIGHTENMENT: Your Majesty. DOCTOR: More Earthlings. Hello? Some sort of entertainment. PERSUASION: Welcome to our recreational. DOCTOR: Thank you. PERSUASION: Where are your junior companions? DOCTOR: I'm afraid they've got lost. You know what children are. PERSUASION: No, I don't, as it happens, but they won't get far. Please. PERSUASION: We have these little soirees from time to time. It is a recreation from work and study, and representative of the different cultures. DOCTOR: How is Urbanka represented? PERSUASION: We have no comparable culture. Such concepts are for the primitive. MONARCH: You must resist the temptation to tell this Doctor about my mission. BIGON: I have been telling the truth for over two and a half thousand years. MONARCH: Then keep silent. You weren't made immortal to engage in endless gossip. I want to know more about this Doctor before I tell him of the ultimate. BIGON: When you do this, his hand will be against you. MONARCH: Then I will cut it off. BIGON: We cannot find the ultimate. There is no ultimate to find. MONARCH: I have heard enough blasphemy for one day. If it weren't for me, you'd still believe your Earth is flat. Now hold your tongue! This Doctor will know about us when I know more about him. Now leave us! ADRIC: Very bright light. NYSSA: For photosynthesis. ADRIC: What's that? NYSSA: The light on the plants converts carbon dioxide into carbohydrate. The plants give off oxygen. ADRIC: Hello. TEGAN: Shouldn't we look for the others? DOCTOR: No, no, no, no. As Percy over there said, they can't be far. TEGAN: What if they harm them? DOCTOR: Why should they? TEGAN: I don't know why, but I think they will. DOCTOR: Nonsense. Wouldn't make any sense. TEGAN: It doesn't have to. I think they're mad. I think you are, too. DOCTOR: Well, take the advice of a mad man and look happy. TEGAN: Why? DOCTOR: Try to look as if you're enjoying yourself. In these situations it's the best form of defence. And it gives me time to think. ENLIGHTENMENT: They have lungs. MONARCH: Let them remember that. ADRIC: Not enough oxygen. ADRIC: They don't need oxygen. Excuse me. Excuse me? ADRIC: He's ice cold. NYSSA: They've all got one of these. MONARCH: No. She goes too far. NYSSA: I'm sorry. ADRIC: Don't you do that to her! ADRIC: Come on. BIGON: I want to look as if I'm explaining the contest. I must see you in private as soon as possible. DOCTOR: I fancy I've made our quarters private enough. BIGON: Good. Could you divert the attention of a monopticon? DOCTOR: I'll do my best. BIGON: In ten seconds, please. DOCTOR: Act up to me. TEGAN: Doctor! PERSUASION: Are you not well, Doctor? DOCTOR: Quite all right, thank you. Just a dizzy spell. Must be the altitude. ENLIGHTENMENT: What a fatuous remark. MONARCH: Ah, the flesh time. TEGAN: What was all that about? DOCTOR: A little diversion. I think we're on to something. Bigon wants to talk to me. ADRIC: I don't suppose it's worth speaking to any of this lot, either. NYSSA: Look. An electron microscope. ADRIC: What's this? NYSSA: Looks like an induction furnace. ENLIGHTENMENT: Is it wise, your Majesty, to let the children see the Mobiliary chamber? MONARCH: Enlightenment questions my wisdom? ENLIGHTENMENT: They will communicate with the others. MONARCH: Certainly. But I intend to control and qualify that communication. ADRIC: What do they do in here? DOCTOR: I can't say I share your taste in entertainment. BIGON: It is not as it seems. NYSSA: So that's what they do in here. MONARCH: Bring the children to me. TEGAN: So you were right. DOCTOR: Four visits, every four thousand years or so. BIGON: No, the first visit was over thirty five thousand years ago, when Kurkutji was taken. It took twenty thousand years for the Urbankans to reach Earth. Monarch has doubled the speed of the ship on every subsequent visit. TEGAN: So you last left Urbanka twelve hundred and fifty years ago? DOCTOR: How can organic life endure that long? BIGON: The only organic life aboard is in the Flora chamber. This compound is not me. BIGON: This is me.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x06 - Four to Doomsday - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
FOUR TO DOOMSDAY BY: TERENCE DUDLEY Part Three Original Air Date: 25 January 1982 Running time: 24:09 BIGON: This is my memory of two thousand five hundred and fifty five years, linked to that, which is my reason, my intelligence, linked to that, which is my motor power. DOCTOR: Incredible engineering. BIGON: This compound is a polymer stretched over a non-corrosive steel frame. TEGAN: It's wicked. Evil. BIGON: Not in itself. As with all technology, it is the use to which it is put. DOCTOR: Exactly. Just three silicon chips. BIGON: My reasoning chip contains more circuits than there are synapses in your brain, Doctor, each linked by lines one hundred nanometres thick. TEGAN: What's a nanometre? DOCTOR: Oh, a thousand millionth of a metre. TEGAN: No. I'm sorry, I can't believe that. DOCTOR: Well, like it or not, Tegan, you're looking at a fact, if not a fact of life. This ship contains the entire population of Urbanka. Nine billion silicon chips. BIGON: Not so many. Some are slaves, robots. They have but one chip, the motor circuit. Those are they that wear the discs. DOCTOR: So, the Aborigine, the Chinaman and the Mayan are BIGON: All as I, yes. The leaders of four ethnic groups. MONARCH: So you see, I mean you no harm. NYSSA: You're androids. MONARCH: Oh no, girl, don't irritate me. And above all, don't disappoint me. I hold you to be intelligent. I've already explained simply and succinctly that we're fully integrated personalities with a racial memory. ADRIC: Then what are these, your Majesty? MONARCH: No, no, no. There must be a class system. It is absolutely essential for good government. Now these are second-class citizens. You could call them assisters. NYSSA: Or slaves. MONARCH: If you will, girl. It is, however, a very emotive word. ENLIGHTENMENT: Very flesh time. ADRIC: Flesh time? ENLIGHTENMENT: It is the name Monarch to the primitive time. In your terms, the time of the chickenpox, of hunger and heart disease, arthritis, bronchitis and the common cold. MONARCH: I have over thrown the greatest tyranny in the universe. External and internal organs. NYSSA: What about love? MONARCH: Love? ENLIGHTENMENT: The exchange of two fantasies, your Majesty. MONARCH: Ah. Thank you, Enlightenment. Oh, my children, I would like to have held you cptive by my words, not by assisters. ADRIC: But you have, your Majesty. MONARCH: My boy? ADRIC: What you've done is almost beyond belief. You've performed a miracle. MONARCH: Did you hear that, Enlightenment? We have been receiving messages from Earth for fifty years. Have you ever heard a more intelligent statement? Release them. Release them at once. MONARCH: You will be invaluable to me in my crusade. ADRIC: Crusade? MONARCH: To come to the aid of the Earthlings. To save them from themselves. They're not as intelligent as you. They wr amongst themselves. They make more wapon than food and two thirds of them are starving. It is all a problem of the flesh time. We come to rid them of it. NYSSA: Perhaps they don't want to be rid of it. ADRIC: Well, that's silly, Nyssa. How can anyone want to live like that? MONARCH: He's right. ENLIGHTENMENT: Think, girl. Think. NYSSA: I am thinking. BIGON: We have been made immortal. DOCTOR: So it would seem. As long as you have spare parts you could go on forever. DOCTOR: All you need is the raw materials. BIGON: The reason for Monarch's invasion of Earth. The visits established its suitability. DOCTOR: Of course! That's it, he's after the silicon. TEGAN: What? DOCTOR: One of the biggest components of the Earth's crust is silicon. All the chips he wants. BIGON: And the fossilisation. DOCTOR: Oh yes, carbon too. BIGON: First he intends to replace the population of Earth with his own. TEGAN: What, three billion people? BIGON: He can do it. The landing will be peaceful. He has prepared a message of peace and will offer them the help of his advanced alien intelligence. That is why he will want your help. To convince the people of Earth that he means them no harm. TEGAN: He'll get no help from me. BIGON: Don't be too sure. In the Mobiliary there is a deadly poison. The deadliest in the known universe. The Urbankans secreted it in a gland. It causes organic matter to shrink in on itself. One trillionth of a gram would reduce you to the size of a grain of salt. With this he will conquer Earth. ENLIGHTENMENT: We bring enlightenment. NYSSA: And persuasion. PERSUASION: That, too. ADRIC: Just think of it, Nyssa. A whole new technology. No more hunger, no more wars. Fine schools, fine hospitals NYSSA: Fine tyranny. ENLIGHTENMENT: You should guard against the arrogance of the scientist, Nyssa. As a bioengineer, you, more than most, should marvel at the might of our Monarch. He led us from the Urbankan slime first to conquer the land, then the elements, to develop the greatest technology in the universe. MONARCH: You mustn't be too hard on the child, Enlightenment. She has spirit and courage and a fine independence. Such qualities will be useful. She'll come round in the end. NYSSA: Never to tyranny. I can never forget that my father was klled by a tyrant. ADRIC: Well, now you're being unreasonable, Nyssa. One simply can't compare his Majesty to the Master. MONARCH: Who is this Master? ADRIC: A Time Lord, your Majesty, and the Doctor's greatest enemy. BIGON: Unless he is stopped, he will eventually destroy Earth just as he destroyed Urbanka. DOCTOR: I thought he said Urbanka's son was a supernova? BIGON: A lie. He exhausted the planet of its minerals and then polluted it with his technology. The pollution destroyed the ozone layer and left ultraviolet light to scorch Urbanka. DOCTOR: And all this for what? BIGON: His great plan. For him to travel faster than light. DOCTOR: What? BIGON: Monarch is obsessed with solving the riddle of the universe. DOCTOR: Absurd. So he believes that to travel faster than light would mean going backwards in time, back to the Big Bang? BIGON: And beyond. Monarch believes he will meet himself there. He believes he is God. MONARCH: I grieve you, my child, that your father should have met such a fate. So, this Doctor of yours is also a Time Lord, eh? ADRIC: Yes, your Majesty. MONARCH: Whence comes his power? ADRIC: From other Time Lords. He speaks of the one called Rassilon. ENLIGHTENMENT: There is a galactic legend about a Rassilon. He who found the Eye of Harmony. MONARCH: You know very well, Enlightenment, I regard such tales as superstition. ENLIGHTENMENT: Yes, your Majesty. MONARCH: Yes, now tell me more about this Time Lord Doctor. He seems to be a very agreeable person. ADRIC: Yes. MONARCH: He has a powerful mind. ADRIC: Yes, yes. MONARCH: Yes, I like that. Has he any power outside his machine? ADRIC: Well, he has two hearts. MONARCH: Oh, poor fellow. That must make him very vulnerable. ADRIC: And he has the ability to go into a trance that suspends life functions. MONARCH: Oh, that must be useful. But I'm interested in this er, machine of his. ADRIC: The TARDIS. MONARCH: Hmm? ADRIC: Short for Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. MONARCH: Fascinating. It's very small. I mean, is it not uncomfortable. ADRIC: No, the interior's in a different dimension. MONARCH: Really? ADRIC: Yes, it's quite large. NYSSA: Why don't you shut up! MONARCH: Oh, mind your manners, my dear. Go on, boy. ADRIC: Oh. Well, it's got a power room, it's got a bathroom. It's even got cloisters. MONARCH: Cloisters? ENLIGHTENMENT: A covered walkway, your Majesty. An architectural feature of ecclesiastical and educational establishments on Earth. MONARCH: All that inside this TARDIS? ADRIC: Yes, your Majesty. MONARCH: Fascinating. I should love to see all this. ADRIC: Well, I'm quite sure the Doctor would be only too pleased to show you around. He's the only one of us who really understands it and how it operates. MONARCH: Oh, I like that. Could you ask this Doctor now if I could look inside his TARDIS? ADRIC: Of course, your Majesty. MONARCH: Not you. Stop her. I have other plans for you, child. NYSSA: What are you going to do? MONARCH: Don't be afraid. One only harms that which one fears. BIGON: He must be stopped at all costs, Doctor. DOCTOR: If you feel this way, why have you not acted before? BIGON: I am powerless alone. I have free will, but built into my circuits is a fail-safe mechanism. Any aggressive intent is immediately signalled and baulked. DOCTOR: Well, the only course of action I can think of is to go along with him. Appear to cooperate. BIGON: There may not be time. Sooner or later he is bound to make you as I am. All of you. TEGAN: No! kll us? BIGON: It is not death. First you are hypnotised. Under hypnosis you are made to recall your whole life. This is recorded and micro-chipped. Your body is then disposed of and you are remade as I. TEGAN: No, no, no, no, no! DOCTOR: It's all right, it's all right. Just leave everything to me. TEGAN: I'm sick of leaving everything to you! DOCTOR: Could you perhaps show me the part of the ship that controls the population? All the information you can. BIGON: Yes, but we must hurry. TEGAN: You must be mad. DOCTOR: Just keep calm. TEGAN: How? We've got to get out of here. We've got to get to the TARDIS and get out of here! DOCTOR: Not yet. Please, will you stop thinking of yourself for once! TEGAN: I'm not thinking of myself. We've got to get to Earth and warn them! DOCTOR: Of what? Who'll believe us? We'll be laughed at. TEGAN: We can try. DOCTOR: Yes, another way. BIGON: Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes, just coming. Now stay here. You'll be perfectly safe. I won't be very long. TEGAN: I won't stay here! DOCTOR: Yes, you will! In here you can't be seen, out there you can. You stay here! (to Bigon) Go a little in front of me. That will tell them not to confront me and I can surprise it. TEGAN: Don't leave me, please. DOCTOR: Shush. BIGON: You reversed the magnetic field? DOCTOR: Yes, and that's the way we'll deal with them all. Come on. BIGON: (re helmet) You'd better put that on. ENLIGHTENMENT: Your eyes are getting heavy. They are getting heavier, and heavier, and heavier. ENLIGHTENMENT: Now you are asleep. Soon you will recall all past life and then you will be relieved of the flesh time. Take her to the Mobiliary. PERSUASION: The monopticon in linkway seven has a fault. ENLIGHTENMENT: The magnetic field has reversed. MONARCH: Then it's the Doctor who's reversed it. He'll be dealt with. They will all be dealt with. My patience is not inexhaustible. MONARCH: Now he's in the library. ENLIGHTENMENT: Much good may it do him, unless Bigon is there. PERSUASION: I've not seen Bigon for some time, your Majesty. MONARCH: It need not concern you, Persuasion. ENLIGHTENMENT: The boy appears lost. MONARCH: He'll find his way. BIGON: You can take that off to conserve it. The life support system is on. That red light indicates it. DOCTOR: Is the course controlled from here? BIGON: Yes, but it is an atmatic control. DOCTOR: What are these doing? BIGON: What they have been doing for centuries. Attempting to find power formulae to move faster than the speed of light. And having some success. Perhaps a thousand years hence Monarch will indeed be going backward in time to a rendezvous with himself, the Creator. LIN FUTU: Leave her. LIN FUTU: Five minutes. ADRIC: Tegan, where's the Doctor? TEGAN: I don't know. ADRIC: What's the matter? TEGAN: We've got to get off this ship. We must or we'll all die. ADRIC: What utter rubbish! Monarch has no reason for harming us. He wants our help. Tegan, the Doctor was right about these Urbankans. They're light years ahead in their technology. TEGAN: Oh, silicon chips! ADRIC: You know? TEGAN: Yeah, and a lot more than you. Now out of my way. ADRIC: Where do you think you're going? TEGAN: To the TARDIS. ADRIC: Why? TEGAN: To try to get out of here. Somebody's got to. ADRIC: You're being very silly, and anyway, you can't even work it. TEGAN: Well, I'm going to try. ADRIC: But I don't see what you're in such a state about. Look, can't you understand? These Urbankans are benefactors. TEGAN: Ha! ADRIC: And Monarch is charming. He's just asked me very politely if he could have a look round the TARDIS. TEGAN: Adric, you can come with me or get out of my way. What's it going to be? ADRIC: But everything is all right, I tell you! And anyway, you can't get into the TARDIS. TEGAN: Oh, can't I? TEGAN: You forget, I was given this when we left it. ADRIC: Well, I'll take that. TEGAN: You will not! Adric, I'm warning you. Get out of my way! ADRIC: No! Now look, I'm not going to let you do anything silly. LIN FUTU: Two minutes. PERSUASION: He's now in the Flora chamber, and I saw Bigon with him. MONARCH: As he was in the library. Your eyes have been elsewhere, Persuasion. Our friend Bigon is giving the Doctor a guided tour. PERSUASION: Is that wise, your Majesty? MONARCH: Oh, my other minister questions my wisdom. PERSUASION: I beg your Majesty's pardon. MONARCH: I should think so, indeed. DOCTOR: Intensified ultraviolet for photosynthesis. BIGON: Yes, this is all that was saved from Urbanka. DOCTOR: And now it's a source of oxygen. BIGON: For those who need it. DOCTOR: Point taken. BIGON: And this is the graveyard of all those taken from Earth. DOCTOR: There were others? BIGON: Many. After the experiments, only the highest intelligence was allowed to live on, as I. DOCTOR: And the frogs? BIGON: To ensure a supply of the poison with which Monarch will conquer Earth. MONARCH: The girl Tegan. PERSUASION: Action, your Majesty? MONARCH: None. She can do nothing. No Earthling could possibly have the capacity. MONARCH: The guided tour continues. ENLIGHTENMENT: They are now in the Mobiliary. PERSUASION: The girl Nyssa is there in the first stage, your Majesty. LIN FUTU: What did you do to the monopticon? BIGON: The Doctor was trying a small experiment. No harm has been done. Monarch commanded me to show the Doctor the ship. I hope we do not intrude. LIN FUTU: No. If you will allow me to continue with my work? BIGON: Of course. BIGON: This is where the metamorphoses are performed with him in charge. Here in these drawers lie the Urbankans, the future inhabitants of Earth. DOCTOR: An appalling thought. BIGON: All must be destroyed. DOCTOR: It's a tall order. BIGON: This was once my prison for over a hundred years. The penalty for my one and only attempt at revolt. BIGON: Here is the poison. BIGON: This is how the process works. The subject is hypnotised and their memory recorded. The subject is then terminated and their body used to fertilise the Flora chamber. By Zeus! One of you is already in there! DOCTOR: Nyssa, wake up. NYSSA: Oh, Doctor, thank you. DOCTOR: Are you all right? NYSSA: I'll be all right in a minute. They were going to kll me. DOCTOR: Yes, the devils. Where's Adric? NYSSA: I think he's all right. They sent him to look for you. They want the key to the TARDIS. DOCTOR: Oh, do they. LIN FUTU: Your Majesty, they were plotting the deliberate destruction of the Urbankan people. MONARCH: You've done well. Bigon will be de-circuited and the Doctor destroyed. Persuasion, see to it. PERSUASION: Your Majesty. MONARCH: So perish all who thrat my mission. TEGAN: Come on. DOCTOR: Could we expect support from the others, Kurkutji and Futu? BIGON: No, they have been corrupted by power. They have been promised, as I was, dominion over their ethnic groups on Earth. DOCTOR: Yes, difficult to resist. BIGON: Not for me. In a civilised world, there is no substitute for democracy. DOCTOR: Is there nowhere we could hide ourselves to get a plan together? BIGON: Nowhere. DOCTOR: No wapon? BIGON: The armoury is in the throne room. DOCTOR: Then our only hope is to get to the TARDIS and warn Earth. Might these be of any use to us? BIGON: Not as they are. Perhaps I could alter their circuits. NYSSA: Doctor, may I have your sonic screwdriver? DOCTOR: What for? NYSSA: I'd like to try something. This has an electric charge, hasn't it? DOCTOR: Yes. NYSSA: Now, may I borrow your pencil? ADRIC: Doctor! Doctor, it's Tegan. She's trying to move the TARDIS. DOCTOR: Oh, good grief. PERSUASION: Take them! DOCTOR: Ah, yes, I MONARCH: So it goes. So any fool can operate it. So much for the Doctor's technology. So be it. PERSUASION: De-circuit that. PERSUASION: And k*ll him. ADRIC: No! No! No! No!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x07 - Four to Doomsday - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
FOUR TO DOOMSDAY BY: TERENCE DUDLEY Part Four Original Air Date: 26 January 1982 Running time: 24:53 ADRIC: No! MONARCH: Do not harm the boy. MONARCH: The boy has great courage. ENLIGHTENMENT: And the girl, your Majesty, has Urbankan intelligence. MONARCH: Yes, the graphite of the pencil conducted the power of the sonic device causing a short circuit. ENLIGHTENMENT: Precisely. ADRIC: If you can hear me, your Majesty? MONARCH: I hear you, my boy. ADRIC (on monitor): With respect, I cannot join you if any harm is done to the Doctor. MONARCH: Persuasion, stay the execution. Bring them all to me. But first, confiscate the Doctor's sonic device. PERSUASION: That instrumentation, please. PERSUASION: You may keep the pencil. Release him. You will turn out your pockets, Doctor. DOCTOR: I think I will, yes. DOCTOR: Oh, thank you, Nyssa. It was brilliant, by the way. Quite brilliant. PERSUASION: What is this? DOCTOR: Eye glass. I'm a bit short-sighted in this one. PERSUASION: This? DOCTOR: It's a piece of string. PERSUASION: And this? DOCTOR: It's a cricket ball. A memento. I used to bowl a very good chinaman. DOCTOR: I took five wickets once for New South Wales. PERSUASION: His Majesty wishes to see you. All of you. PERSUASION: Replace their motor circuits. Precede me, please. TEGAN: Oh cripes. TEGAN: No. No, leave well alone. PERSUASION: Yes, Doctor, the poor are always with us, but I would prefer not to keep his Majesty waiting. MONARCH: Ah, Doctor. Your machine is reluctant to break free from mine. DOCTOR: I can't think why. MONARCH: A more considerate guest than you, perhaps. DOCTOR: Oh, is it usual for a host to kll a guest? MONARCH: Oh, in certain rarified circles, but your life is forfeit because you were plotting against me. ADRIC: Doctor? DOCTOR: My actions were motivated by scientific curiosity. MONARCH: Not as they were reported to me. DOCTOR: Reports can be garbled, your Majesty. MONARCH: Not this time. Was it scientific curiosity which caused you to interfere with my monopticons? DOCTOR: I wouldn't dream of interfering with your monopticons. MONARCH: Enough of these recriminations. I propose to show my moral superiority by sparing your life. I'm not, as you would have others believe, a wanton destroyer, but I must protect myself and my mission. Now the girl Nyssa will be held hostage. If you're restrained, you'll come to no harm. Beware you're not the cause of her destruction. Take her to Lin Futu. Let him sedate her and await my orders. MONARCH: Control, let there be a recreational. For while my eyes are restored from the results of the Doctor's scientific curiosity, I would have my family under my benevolent gaze. You have my permission to withdraw. DOCTOR: Thank you, your Majesty. MONARCH: The boy Adric cannot fail to be with me now. TEGAN: Pommie mumbo jumbo. PERSUASION: The girl Nyssa is secured and sedated, your Majesty. MONARCH: Good. Where are the Doctor and the boy? MONARCH: Ah, Bigon is there. PERSUASION: He should have been de-circuited centuries ago. I will go seek the Doctor and the boy, your Majesty. DOCTOR: Adric, I'm sorry. I really am. ADRIC: Well, that's all right. And nothing will happen to Nyssa as long as you DOCTOR: I know, I know, and that's what I'm sorry about. You know, I think I may have been entirely mistaken about Monarch. ADRIC: What? ADRIC (OOV.): I'm so glad to hear you say that. DOCTOR (OOV.): Oh, he's an autocrat, of course, but I now believe a benevolent one. ADRIC (OOV.): He is, yes. DOCTOR (OOV.): And he's ruthless. Anyone can see that. DOCTOR: All great leaders have to be ruthless. It's the intention, the mission DOCTOR (OOV.): The sheer DOCTOR (on monitor): Breadth of vision, that's the important thing. ADRIC (on monitor): Well, yes, isn't it. DOCTOR (on monitor): I mean, he could quite easily have had me klled. Now why didn't he? ADRIC (on monitor): Exactly what I've been trying to tell you. DOCTOR (on monitor): I know, and that's what I'm sorry about. That's why at the earliest opportunity I shall request permission to see him, seek an audience and make my peace with him. DOCTOR: Come on, let's go and see a bit of the recreational. ADRIC: All right. DOCTOR: Now listen to me, you young idiot. You're not so much gullible as idealistic. I suppose it comes from your deprived delinquent background. Monarch is the greatest being in the known universe for evil. He will destroy Earth and much more if he's not stopped. ADRIC: Back there you said DOCTOR: Yes, back there he could hear us. Here he can't. I'm playing for time. ADRIC: But you're wrong, Doctor. He's civilised DOCTOR: Do you want to save Nyssa? ADRIC: Of course I do. DOCTOR: Then shut up and listen. He is not concerned with bringing civilisation. He has the greatest contempt for anyone but himself. He wants to rob Earth of its minerals in order to travel faster than the speed of light. DOCTOR: All right, all right, if that doesn't convince you, why does he carry poison on his ship? ADRIC: Poison? DOCTOR: It's stored in the Mobiliary. If his mission is peaceful, why does he want the poison? ADRIC: Well, history, research. DOCTOR: Do you really think that? ADRIC: He could have had you klled and yet he spared your life. Why? DOCTOR: Because he doesn't want to upset you yet. ADRIC: I don't believe you. DOCTOR: Look, he wants to use you. His subjects are all synthetic. You are flesh and blood. If you speak up for him on Earth, you can delay their opposition. ADRIC: I still don't understand. DOCTOR: No, you don't, do you. Look, the Urbankans are synthetic. They are not like you and me. However sophisticated their circuitry, they are still machines. With me? ADRIC: I think so. DOCTOR: Well, make up your mind. We haven't much time. ADRIC: Why, what are you going to do? DOCTOR: I haven't the slightest intention of telling you until I know if you're with me. ADRIC: Yes. All right then, yes. DOCTOR: I don't believe it. MONARCH: The Doctor is tired. A prime disadvantage of the flesh time. DOCTOR: That's good. With any luck, they haven't put this one right yet. ADRIC: What are you going to do? DOCTOR: Get some allies. This door leads to the Mobiliary. Nyssa's in here. Now, with this (magnifying glass) I can distract the monopticon without disabling it. It won't scan us but neither will it draw attention to us. Be ready to take over from me when we get inside. DOCTOR: Now, it's important to hold it steady. It has a cobalt ring with a high flux density. ADRIC: Right. LIN FUTU: What are you doing here? DOCTOR: Saving your life, I hope. LIN FUTU: Seize him! DOCTOR: No! No, hear me out. You are in great danger. PERSUASION: Everything is in order, your Majesty. MONARCH: Yes, I saw our friend retire. Mobiliary, why have you changed your scan? MONARCH: Control, report on that monopticon. CONTROL: Cobalt high flux density present. MONARCH: Don't say that Doctor's on the prowl again. What a pest! Persuasion! DOCTOR: You must know all I say is true. Put them back. Bigon must have them back. LIN FUTU: You know I cannot do this. DOCTOR: You must. Lin Futu, you are a very old and wise man. You have been promised leadership of your people on Earth. LIN FUTU: Yes. DOCTOR: Do you think for one moment that Monarch will honour that? The Chinese are the most populous and powerful race on Earth. Once Monarch grasps that, what hope is there for you? LIN FUTU: How can I re-circuit Bigon without Monarch knowing? DOCTOR: Leave that to me. Will your dragon dance be included in the recreational? LIN FUTU: It can be. DOCTOR: Then let it be next. MONARCH: Ah, conformity. There is no other freedom. TEGAN: What have I got to lose? DOCTOR: Wake up, Nyssa. Nyssa! Nyssa! BIGON: Thank you. I am very glad that you are with us. DOCTOR: What about the Princess and Kurkutji? BIGON: They too will be with us when they hear the truth. I will summon them. ADRIC: What are we going to do? DOCTOR: Well, somehow I must get to the TARDIS. There are hatches. I must try to get to it on a lifeline. BIGON: Hatch nine is nearest. LIN FUTU: You will need life support and protective covering. ADRIC: We have this. DOCTOR: Oh, no, no, no, that won't do for the temperature out there. And anyway, I'll need your help. LIN FUTU: Here. Used for repairs and maintenance topsides. Our lubrication freezes and our joints seize up. DOCTOR: Splendid. Adric. I can use this, (the helmet) but we have only six minutes. That's as long as I can stand sub-zero temperatures. MONARCH: The Doctor and the boy Adric are conspicuous by their absence. To say nothing of Bigon! DOCTOR: What about the androids? Have you control of them all? BIGON: Yes, but Monarch or one of his ministers can countermand any order. DOCTOR: Well, is there no way to break the contact? BIGON: Only by de-circuiting them. DOCTOR: No, there's no time. Anyway, you'd be seen. BIGON: Wait. There is a way. There is a fail-safe mechanism. A faulty circuit once gave rise to development of reason, a potential for revolt. Any collective activity automatically jams the androids' circuits. Nyssa, relieve him. DOCTOR: Can you arrange a collective activity? BIGON: I do not see why one thing should not lead to another. MONARCH: What is going on? Control, let it cease. CONTROL: Cessation not possible. Motor circuits jammed on common activity. MONARCH: What was designed as a fail-safe has been turned against me. The Doctor is behind this. kll the girl Nyssa. Find the Doctor. Destroy him! Persuasion! MONARCH: The boy has betrayed me. MONARCH: Help him! MONARCH: No! MONARCH: Farewell. In space forever, going nowhere. MONARCH: Report, Enlightenment. MONARCH: Report, Enlightenment! Report! LIN FUTU: We must get a line to him. BIGON: Too late. His six minutes are almost up. MONARCH: I too am not without agility, my friend. TEGAN: Doctor! Are you all right? How on Earth did you DOCTOR: You're spoiling my concentration. Come on, old girl. Just don't let me down now. Don't let me down now. DOCTOR: Bring that (his helmet) and bring another. TEGAN: What are we doing? DOCTOR: Rescuing Nyssa and Adric. Look, just do what I say and do it quickly! DOCTOR: Quick! Run! MONARCH: You sentimental fools. Control! Cut all life support atmosphere! BIGON: Monarch has cut the life support. DOCTOR: Ah. Had the feeling he might. ADRIC: Doctor, where DOCTOR: Save your breath. You two, put these on. And you, Adric. Have you another helmet? LIN FUTU: One. It's in pieces. DOCTOR: Well, assemble it quickly. TEGAN: Doctor, what about you? DOCTOR: I can go into a trance which reduces the need for oxygen. Ah! ADRIC: Hang on. NYSSA: Adric. ADRIC: What? NYSSA: My oxygen's running out. ADRIC: Then don't talk and keep still. MONARCH: Now all I have to do is wait. And that is something I do very, very well indeed. DOCTOR: Thank you. Bigon? BIGON: What? DOCTOR: Can you change the course of this ship? BIGON: To where? DOCTOR: Urbanka. DOCTOR: Monarch's poison, the last dangerous thing on this ship. Be very careful with it. I want to analyse it. ADRIC: Right. DOCTOR: I'd go home if I were you. DOCTOR (on monitor): You don't stand an earthly where we're going. MONARCH: Confound you! Control, release full life support systems. DOCTOR: Well, come on, come on. I'm taking you back to Earth. MONARCH: No, Doctor. BIGON: Doctor. DOCTOR: Oh, it's quite all right. He needs the atmosphere as much as we do. DOCTOR: Hence the Flora chamber. NYSSA: You mean he's still in flesh time? DOCTOR: Partly, anyway. The poison only works on organic matter. NYSSA: Of course. DOCTOR: You know, I had my doubts about anyone who wants to go backwards in time by travelling faster than the speed of light. It's impossible. Fallacy of flesh time. TEGAN: Can we go now, Doctor? DOCTOR: Yes, all right. (to Bigon) Are you coming? BIGON: No. I think we'll go on to another planet and try and start again. DOCTOR: Good luck. DOCTOR: I suppose it would have been a bit difficult placing Bigon and the others. TEGAN: Oh, I don't know. They wouldn't have looked a bit out of place in Terminal three. DOCTOR: Heathrow, here we come. TEGAN: I've heard that before. ADRIC: Except Nyssa never repaired the time curve indicator. NYSSA: Doctor, I DOCTOR: Nyssa?	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x08 - Four to Doomsday - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
KINDA BY: CHRISTOPHER BAILEY Part One Original Air Date: 1 February 1982 Running time: 24:50 SANDERS: Boo! HINDLE: Argh! SANDERS: Ha, ha, ha, ha! What's the matter, boy? Bad dreams, eh? Look, just a joke, that's all. TEGAN: Hello. Who's winning? ADRIC: I am. ADRIC: Thank you. ADRIC: She's hopeless in her present state of mind. NYSSA: Don't exaggerate. I only fainted. ADRIC: Twice. TEGAN: Where's the Doctor? ADRIC: In the TARDIS, rigging up a delta wave augmenter for Nyssa. NYSSA: I'm all right, really. ADRIC: You see? NYSSA: I can't seem to concentrate, that's all. TEGAN: Doctor! DOCTOR: Hmm. Nearly there. TEGAN: What's wrong with her? DOCTOR: Oh, just mild mental disorientation. Nothing that forty eight hours of induced deep sleep won't cure. TEGAN: Is that the delta wave augmenter? DOCTOR: Yes, of course. There's no need to shout. Come along, Nyssa. ADRIC: That's the sonic screwdriver. DOCTOR: Well done, Adric. It's functioning as a delta waveform generator. ADRIC: What if we need it? DOCTOR: Why should we need it? TEGAN: I suppose we're stuck here now while she sleeps. ADRIC: It's beautiful. SANDERS: No sign of Roberts. HINDLE: No, sir. Sir, as designated SR security, I would like to protest at your failure in present dangerous circumstances to institute an official around-the-clock alert. Furthermore SANDERS: Wait a minute. SANDERS: What dangerous circumstances? HINDLE: Sir, in my opinion SANDERS: Your what? HINDLE: Sir. SANDERS: Tell him. TODD: Tell him what? SANDERS: In your opinion, are we in any danger from the primitives? TODD: I've already told you. SANDERS: Tell him again! TODD: The Kinda pose no thrat whatsoever to the security of this expedition. They are culturally non-hostile. SANDERS: There you are. TODD: Of course, from their point of view, we might pose a thrat to them. SANDERS: How do you mean? What point of view could they have? They're savages. TODD: There is the matter of the hostages we've taken. SANDERS: Standard procedure. TODD: Our procedure, not their. Please give me that. SANDERS: What? TODD: The Kinda artefact. Thank you. HINDLE: Nevertheless, I should like my protest to be entered officially in the log. SANDERS: Oh, you would, would you, boy? HINDLE: Yes, sir. SANDERS: You're improperly dressed, Mister Hindle. What's more, you have not brushed your hair. Kindly retire and attend to it. Dismiss! DOCTOR: There you are, Tegan. There's always something to look at if you open your eyes. TEGAN: What is it? DOCTOR: Good question. Any ideas? DOCTOR: Go on, I'm sure it's safe. DOCTOR: Wait a minute. That one again. Now that one. A perfect fifth. A chromatic structure in eccentric sequence. Eccentric, that is, to our ears, not to the ears of whoever built it. DOCTOR: Adric! ADRIC: What? DOCTOR: Adric, don't wander off. Not on a new planet. So, Tegan, the question is, who built it and what is it for? TODD: You push him too hard. SANDERS: Nonsense. TODD: He'll crack. SANDERS: Think so? TODD: If you want my opinion SANDERS: No, thank you. Too many opinions as it is. Meet a few difficulties and suddenly everybody's got an opinion. That's how things fall apart. He's a washout. TODD: Is that your opinion? SANDERS: Yes, it is. The difference is, I'm in charge. SANDERS: I'll tell you something. I welcome these difficulties. It was all too easy around here. I was starting to feel at home. First time ever, anywhere, in forty years. And that, when you're a couple of dozen parsecs off home world, can be a dangerous feeling to have. I think so, don't you? TODD: Which still leaves us with the question, where is Roberts? SANDERS: It does. TODD: And the others. SANDERS: I know, yes. TODD: There are now only three of us left. SANDERS: I can count! TODD: Well? DOCTOR: Of course, to build this, to achieve the delicate resonances involved, would require a high level of technical skill. And yet, look around you. No signs of civilisation, no cultivation, no roadways, even. And yet whoever built this must have a musical sense not unlike, not entirely unlike, our own. Are you sure you're all right? TEGAN: What? Yes, yes, I'm fine. Just a bit sleepy, that's all. DOCTOR: Must be the fresh air. It's very puzzling, don't you think? ADRIC (OOV.): Doctor? DOCTOR: Now where's he got to? DOCTOR: No, Adric! ADRIC: What the? What is it? DOCTOR: Whatever it is, it could be distinctly unfriendly. Look at it. ADRIC: Direct beam. DOCTOR: Hmm. It's obviously an armoured suit of some kind. I would say its occupant was probably human in shape DOCTOR: Binocular, bipedal, and the whole thing is controlled directly from the brain of the wearer with these. ADRIC: But where is he? DOCTOR: Or she, or DOCTOR: No, Adric! DOCTOR: Stand still. Don't move. Not a muscle. ADRIC: I'm sorry. I suppose it must have some sort of autocontrol function. So it can work with no one in it. DOCTOR: Adric. ADRIC: Yes? DOCTOR: There is a difference between serious scientific investigation and meddling. ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Isn't there? ADRIC: Yes! DOCTOR: That's better. DOCTOR: No. Besides, it looks as if we've arrived. DOCTOR: Look, I was right. Two arms, binocular, bipedal. Human, or humanoid at the very least. I'm delighted to meet you. HINDLE: Stay where you are. DOCTOR: Intentions unknown. Hypothesis unfriendly, as K9 would say. HINDLE: Where's Roberts? DOCTOR: Roberts? Was Roberts HINDLE: Answer the question! DOCTOR: I'd be very pleased to. It's a little difficult to concentrate DOCTOR: Thank you. SANDERS: Well? DOCTOR: Well, I'm afraid we can't help you. The, er, thing was empty when we came across it. SANDERS: What are you doing on S14? DOCTOR: S14? TODD: Deva Loka. Land of the Kinda. DOCTOR: The Kinda are the native lifeform. TODD: Yes. DOCTOR: Who built the chimes. TODD: Yes. SANDERS: Well? DOCTOR: Could you repeat the question? SANDERS: What are you doing on S14? DOCTOR: Just passing through. Look, I don't suppose there's a chance of some breakfast? Are you hungry, Adric? Adric? He usually is. Boys, you know. If you could oblige? Look, if we turn out to be hostile, then fair enough. Until we do, why not give us the benefit of the doubt? It's commonsense really, don't you think? SANDERS: Follow me. SANDERS: You know something? This is my fourteenth ex and rec, and I've never seen a planet like this one. Look at it. Paradise, isn't it? The sun shines, the birds sing, food grows on trees. Even the ILF is friendly. Or used to be. DOCTOR: The ILF? TODD: Intelligent Life Form. SANDERS: The primitives. DOCTOR: The Kinda. TODD: Yes. SANDERS: Oh, you're not eating. DOCTOR: Ah, no, no. I don't seem to be very, er. These difficulties you referred to? SANDERS: Well, go on, tell him. Why not? TODD: Originally there were six of us. DOCTOR: Roberts? TODD: And two more before him. They disappeared. Simply haven't returned to the dome. DOCTOR: What, do you think the Kinda took them? TODD: Impossible. DOCTOR: Are the Kinda dangerous? SANDERS: We don't know. You see, with the Kinda, they seem innocent enough, and they smile a lot, or they used to. DOCTOR: Used to? SANDERS: Until we took the hostages. DOCTOR: The hostages? SANDERS: Only a couple. Standard procedure. It's in the manual. DOCTOR: Could I see them? SANDERS: Why would you want to do that? DOCTOR: I've a friend still in the forest. I'm quite concerned for her safety. I'd like to know how much of a thrat the Kinda are. HINDLE: Sir, I must protest! SANDERS: Yes, of course. Why not. Todd'll show you. They're not very interesting though. TEGAN: Hello. ANATTA: You, my dear, cannot possibly exist, so go away. TODD: Sanders doesn't think they're ill. He thinks they're sulking. DOCTOR: Hmm. Complete lack of neuromuscular reaction. They're not sulking. Shock, wouldn't you think, in the circumstances? Your arrival here must have come as something of a surprise, and then to lock them up. TODD: I argued against it. It's totally illogical. DOCTOR: Oh, illogical. Please let me out of here. Have you any idea of the affect upon a primitive mind TODD: Primitive? Is that what you think? I'm not so sure. Does that design remind you of anything? DOCTOR: Well, it could be the double helix. TODD: It is. The heart of the chromosome. They all wear them. DOCTOR: Thank you. What could they know of molecular biology? TEGAN: Look, hello. ANATTA: Did you see? ANICCA: Why, did you? ANATTA: I asked first. ANICCA: So you did see. ANATTA: It proves nothing. Because an illusion is shared doesn't mean ANICCA: Of course not. ANATTA: Besides, how do I know that what you think you see ANICCA: Is what you think you see? ANATTA: Or vice ANICCA: Versa. ANATTA: Exactly. ANICCA: I can only conclude it is you who have invented her as a means of putting me off my game. TODD: There are no predatory animals on Deva Loka. No diseases, no adverse environmental factors. The climate is constant within a five degree range and the trees fruit in sequence all the year round. DOCTOR: Which means the Kinda have no need of shelter and no fears for food supply. TODD: Right. And there's something else. DOCTOR: What? TODD: I think the Kinda are telepathic. TEGAN: I suppose you're also going to tell me I don't exist. Well? DUKKHA: Don't be silly. Of course you exist. How could you be here if you didn't exist? TEGAN: But where am I? DUKKHA: Guess. TEGAN: What? DUKKHA: Go on. TEGAN: It looks to me like the middle of nowhere. TODD: They can't speak. They have no language and yet they can communicate. Take no notice of me, Doctor. It's only a guess, and guesses are not science. Have an apple. DOCTOR: I thought the native produce was forbidden. TODD: I'm a scientist. I do not feel bound by Hindle's stupid precautions. Beautiful, isn't it? DOCTOR: Yes. TODD: You heard Sanders. DOCTOR: What? TODD: Paradise, he called it. Perhaps he said more than he knew. TEGAN: What's so funny? DUKKHA: I'll tell you. TEGAN: Why do you wear that thing? DUKKHA: Why shouldn't I? TEGAN: The old couple playing chess wore the same design. DUKKHA: They would. TEGAN: Why? DUKKHA: Because we're the same. TEGAN: As what? DUKKHA: Each other. DOCTOR: There's a Kinda out there now. TODD: Yes. Strange, he's often there. The others keep well away. DOCTOR: He doesn't look as if he's living in paradise. TODD: No, he doesn't, does he. DOCTOR: What are your plans for this planet? TODD: If I told you that, Hindle would have a fit. DOCTOR: Oh, well, of course, if Hindle would have a fit. TODD: The mother ship returns in six seasons. If we've survived, we will submit a report which will be assessed with a view to colonisation. TODD: Our mother world is very overcrowded. HINDLE: What have you two been talking about? TODD: I beg your pardon! HINDLE: I want to know. TODD: What gives you the right? This is my laboratory! HINDLE: I am designated SR security. TODD: What do you want? HINDLE: Sanders wants to see you. Both. What's that? Give it to me. The manual strictly forbids TODD: Does it really? DOCTOR: An apple a day keeps the er. No, never mind. SANDERS: Have you got a better idea? TODD: I was just pointing out that if you SANDERS: Well, don't. I'm not Roberts. Oh yes, incidentally, while I'm away, Mister Hindle will be in charge. DOCTOR: I don't think that's SANDERS: Yes? What? DOCTOR: Nothing. SANDERS: Good. Oh, I know the nonsense she's been filling your head with. Well, answer me this. If the Kinda are so clever, how is it they didn't build their own interplanetary vehicle and come and colonise us? TODD: I don't quite see what that SANDERS: The point is, they're just a bunch of ignorant savages. ADRIC: Mister Sanders, are you going in that machine? SANDERS: The Total Survival Suit? Yes, of course. Why? ADRIC: Well, I was just thinking that if that machine has malfunctioned in some way then that might explain what happened to Roberts. SANDERS: Good thinking, boy. Well done. Yes, that's what this situation needs. Good, down the line, practical thought, that's all. Yes, yes, I think you've ht it right on the nail. TEGAN: Am I dreaming you, is that it? DUKKHA: Are you? TEGAN: Or imagining you? DUKKHA: Possibly. TEGAN: Then I can abolish you, can't I. DUKKHA: Puzzling, isn't it? And by the way, one thing. You will agree to believe in me sooner or later. This side of madness or the other. HINDLE: Very good. DUKKHA: Have you changed your mind yet? TEGAN: No. I have not. DUKKHA: Oh good, because there's someone I'd like you to meet. Or do you two already know each other? I hope you two are going to be friends. Do you think you will? TEGAN: More tricks? DUKKHA: Well, yes, I suppose so. TEGAN: It's a bit obvious, isn't it? DUKKHA: Oh yes, of course. A child could see through it. And that's why I like it. Obviously one of you is real and the other an illusion created by me. That's obvious, isn't it. TEGAN 2: Yes, it is. DUKKHA: Is it? Well, in that case, all that remains is for you two ladies to work out which one of you is which. Obviously. SANDERS: Mister Hindle! Mister Hindle! TODD: What's your plan? SANDERS: Plan? I don't have any. Where is Mister Hindle? DOCTOR: Can I come with you? SANDERS: Certainly not. You'll stay here. DOCTOR: I'm quite concerned about my friend Tegan. SANDERS: I'll keep an eye out for her. DOCTOR: That may not be enough. TODD: I really think you should think twice about leaving Hindle in command. SANDERS: I never think twice about anything. Wastes too much time. DOCTOR: He's not altogether sab. In fact I think he's on the verge of a nervous breakdown. SANDERS: Well then, being in charge should do him some good, what? Might even make a man of him. Hindle! SANDERS: Oh, there you are, boy. You're in charge now, boy. Carry on. (to Adric) Out you go. I'm closing the airlock. I'll be back in a couple of days at the outside. HINDLE: As you wish, sir. A full account will, of course, be entered in the log. HINDLE: Doctor, you don't fool me, I'm afraid. TODD: Don't be ridiculous! HINDLE: You too. You're no longer considered to be reliable. TODD: Really, am I not. HINDLE: No. TODD: Then you're going to have to sh*t me, aren't you, because I've absolutely no intention TODD: No. It's impossible. HINDLE: You're all under arrest. TODD: You have neither the power nor the right to arrest us. HINDLE: You forget, I'm now in command! I have the power of life and death over all of you!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x09 - Kinda - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
KINDA BY: CHRISTOPHER BAILEY Part Two Original Air Date: 2 February 1982 Running time: 24:58 PANNA: Listen. It's coming. Have you got the box? Karuna? Karuna? KARUNA: I'm here. PANNA: What is the matter? KARUNA: It's dangerous. PANNA: There is no other way. The Not-we must know how it is with the Kinda. The presence of those in the dome thrat us. They must go away and leave us in peace. KARUNA: But what if the PANNA: Do as I say. You must not doubt. Your doubt is the only danger. What is it? KARUNA: Aris is here. PANNA: Well, what does he want? Come on, child. Quickly, read him. KARUNA: Fear. And hurting. And confusion. Where is my brother? PANNA: He is with the Not-we in the dome. KARUNA: Why has he gone from my head? PANNA: There is no time now, Aris. Not now. You must be patient. KARUNA: No. Not agreeing. Doubt. Why must I listen? Don't the Not-we in the dome have voice? PANNA: Yes, of course they do, but it is not as it is with us. With them, voice is not a mark of wisdom. KARUNA: But PANNA: What is to happen here is more important. Oh, why must he interfere? Do you understand, Aris? Well, girl, does he? KARUNA: Darkness. Understanding nothing. Hurt. Heal me. PANNA: No, not now. There is no time. Listen, Aris. You must go away. PANNA: Well? What is he doing? KARUNA: I am gone. His brother is their prisoner. PANNA: Yes, yes, we know. But listen. ADRIC: Go on, choose. DOCTOR: Well, er, logically, that one. DOCTOR: That's rather clever, Adric. Don't you think so? You have unexpected talents. ADRIC: Again. DOCTOR: Well now, logic would dictate that one (the right) but wait, no, I'll try and second guess you. That one. DOCTOR: Oh, that one, then. DOCTOR: That one. DOCTOR: Where, then? ADRIC: Nowhere. Vanished. DOCTOR: No, no, no, quite impossible. That would be in direct contradiction to the laws of the material universe. ADRIC: Then where? DOCTOR: Oh, er, well, that one. That one. DOCTOR: Ah, yes, of course. Can I try? ADRIC: Yes. TODD: For heaven's sake! We've been locked up in here all night, there's no sign of Sanders, Hindle's probably completely unhinged by now. TODD: Shouldn't we be applying our minds to some form of plan for escape from here? DOCTOR: Should we? TODD: Well, shouldn't we? I mean, isn't that what one does when one's locked up? One tries to escape. DOCTOR: How? TODD: Oh, I don't know. I'm not an expert. I mean, some plan, some trick, some ruse. It may surprise you to learn, Doctor, I've never actually been locked up before. DOCTOR: Choose. TODD: What? DOCTOR: Go on. TODD: That one. DOCTOR: You're sure? TODD: Yes. DOCTOR: Not the other one? ADRIC: Come on, open your hand. HINDLE: What's this? Your tie's a mess. Here, let me show you. There, see? I can't be expected to attend to every detail myself, can I. It's too much, isn't it? Right, defence of the dome, it's conception and implementation effective immediate. HINDLE: Show me your (sees they've already done it) fingernails. Wait. HINDLE: All prisoners present and correct, sir. PANNA: Are you ready with the box? KARUNA: It's another male. The old red-faced one who shouts. PANNA: No matter. Continue. KARUNA: But you said that only women could understand, that it's dangerous for a man. PANNA: Do as I say. KARUNA: Go on, open it. Please, you must. We mean you no harm. ADRIC: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes? ADRIC: What about Tegan? DOCTOR: Shush. HINDLE (on monitor): Accompany them, please. And Doctor? Be sensible. DOCTOR: Absolutely. There's nothing we can do about Tegan at the moment. I'm just hoping she's safe. HINDLE: Seeds. Spores. Particles of generation. Microscopic. Everywhere. Eh, Doctor? HINDLE: Or rather. DOCTOR: Rather what? HINDLE: Fungi. DOCTOR: Oh? HINDLE: Bacteria. Or even worse, viri, as in virulent. Am I getting warmer? Change and decay in all around I see, eh? Out there! HINDLE: Growth. Everywhere. Random, higgledy-piggledy, but to what purpose? There's the clue. HINDLE: Stop. Don't come any nearer. I am onto you, you know. DOCTOR: Oh dear. HINDLE: Yes, I've had plenty of time to think. Do I have to spell it out? DOCTOR: Well, perhaps it might HINDLE: Why should I? DOCTOR: Well, you don't have to. HINDLE: No, I don't, do I. TODD: This is ridiculous. You're obviously in urgent need of medical attention. HINDLE: Silence! I need time to think. TODD: What will Sanders say? HINDLE: Silence! TODD: Doctor, tell him. HINDLE: Sanders will not return. TODD: I hope for your sake he does. HINDLE: Why should he? The others didn't. I wish to announce the strategy for the defence of the dome, implementation immediate. We will raze to the ground and sterilise an area of forest some fifty miles radius. Objective, the creation of a cordon sanitaire around the dome. Method of implementation, fre and acid. Acid and fre. TODD: This is insane. There is no danger. DOCTOR: And then? HINDLE: And then we will wait for rescue. The mother ship. TODD: Mother ship doesn't return for six seasons. HINDLE: We'll be patient. TODD: Doctor, tell him. DOCTOR: What are you defending the dome against? HINDLE: Against out there. The trees, plants. DOCTOR: Oh, I see. HINDLE: Yes? DOCTOR: Well, perhaps if we could define the exact nature of the thrat posed by the trees HINDLE: I've told you. Seeds, spores and things. Everywhere. Getting hold, rooting, thrusting, branching, blocking out the light. DOCTOR: Yes, but I HINDLE: Don't you see! DOCTOR: Nearly, nearly, nearly. I thought that the Kinda HINDLE: No, the Kinda are not important. They're just the servants. DOCTOR: Of? HINDLE: Of the plants. The plants feed them. Did you know that? Then return, that's why. That's why. DOCTOR: Why do you think the plants are hostile? HINDLE: Because they are. ADRIC: Yes. DOCTOR: Adric? ADRIC: Yes, of course. Can't you see it? He's got it right. He's absolutely right. The plants are the danger. I'd like to help you. HINDLE: Step forward. TEGAN: Come on, what are you thinking? TEGAN 2: Don't you know? TEGAN: Maybe I do. TEGAN 2: After all, apparently you'll have been thinking it too, won't you. TEGAN: But I asked first. TEGAN 2: So did I. TEGAN: Look, stop it. If you must know, I was thinking about eating ice-cream. TEGAN 2: Yes. TEGAN: What do you mean, yes? TEGAN 2: So was I. I was three years old and I didn't like the taste. TEGAN: That's my memory! TEGAN 2: And mine! Stop it. Look, this is silly. What are we going to do? TODD: What now? DOCTOR: I don't know. TODD: Your friend had a sudden change of heart. DOCTOR: I'd like to know what he's up to. TODD: Well, as he's free, I hope he's got more than his own interests at heart. ADRIC: So what exactly am I looking for? HINDLE: Everything. ADRIC: I see. Wait! HINDLE: What? ADRIC: There is something. HINDLE: Where? ADRIC: Out there. HINDLE: Out of the way. Let me see. HINDLE: I can't see anything. There's nothing there. ADRIC: Oh, I'm sorry. I must have been mistaken. DUKKHA: Things could be much more puzzling, you know. Have you thought what it would be like if there were not just two of you, but TEGAN: Don't think it! TEGAN 2: Don't think it! Think of something else. TEGAN: Anything else. TEGAN 2: What else? Quickly. Er, whalebones! TEGAN: Watches. TEGAN 2: Windmills. TEGAN: Wivers. TEGAN 2: River? TEGAN: Doesn't matter as long as we don't think it. TEGAN 2: If there were ten of us TEGAN: Don't think it! DUKKHA: Too late, I'm afraid. You already have. TEGAN (OOV.): Where have I gone? DUKKHA: You're you again. Don't you see? ADRIC (on screen): We thought you might be hungry. DOCTOR (on screen): What's he up to? ADRIC (on screen): The defence of the dome is proceeding as planned. DOCTOR (on screen): fre and acid? ADRIC (on screen): Are being prepared. DOCTOR: Oh, good. That is good news, isn't it. If in doubt, then fre and acid every time, don't you think? ADRIC: Are you hungry? DOCTOR: Ravenous. ADRIC: Then choose. DOCTOR: What? ADRIC: Choose! DOCTOR: Oh, I see. A little game. Yes, er. That one. DOCTOR (on screen): No, no, er, that one, then. HINDLE: Wait! Show me your hand! DOCTOR: Certainly. HINDLE: The other one! DOCTOR: Are you sure? HINDLE (on monitor): Show me now! DOCTOR: Look, it's only a game. HINDLE: If you make me angry, you'll regret it. TEGAN: If I was to agree to your borrowing my form DUKKHA: Just for a while. Only a few minutes. TEGAN: Which I won't. What would you do as me? DUKKHA: Oh, they always ask that. TEGAN: Well? DUKKHA: You would be suitably entertained by the experience. TEGAN: No. I don't trust you, so why don't you go away and leave me alone! DUKKHA: You want to be alone? TEGAN: Yes! DUKKHA: Very well. TEGAN: Wait. TEGAN: Hello? Hello? Are you there? Where am I? Hello? Please? Please? I want to come back. All right, I agree. DUKKHA: You agree? TEGAN: Yes. DUKKHA: Then hold out your hand. DOCTOR: Don't hurt him! HINDLE: Why not? DOCTOR: Don't. HINDLE: Oh, very well. DOCTOR: (to Todd) I think your guess was right. The Kinda are telepathic. TODD: Why should they obey him? DOCTOR: I don't know. I've tried to communicate with them myself but I can't get through. HINDLE: The problem is knowing what punishment would be most appropriate. ADRIC: To what? HINDLE: To teach you not to steal. Not to commit treason. To wash behind the ears. Must be painful, don't you think? TODD: For heaven's sake! HINDLE: When I was a boy I was beaten every day. Never did me any harm. Made me the man I am. DOCTOR: Look, I have a suggestion. HINDLE: Silence! All right, speak up. What is it? DOCTOR: Well, I was simply going to suggest that you banished him from the dome, left him at the mercy of the trees. HINDLE: No, no, the trees have no mercy. DOCTOR: Oh yes, I was forgetting. HINDLE: Weren't you. Must I think of everything myself? Right. I wish to announce the procedure to effect the punishment of Adric. Implementation imm HINDLE: It's impossible. It's Sanders? Go away! Somebody make him go away! Mummy! Mummy, make him go away! TODD: I never thought I'd be glad to see Sanders. DOCTOR: He's the first to return, isn't he. TODD: Yes. Yes, he is! DOCTOR: Good. Then we may find out what happened to the others. TODD: I still can't believe the Kinda are hostile. DOCTOR: Well, there may be another reason. TODD: What? DOCTOR: Something more hostile out there. HINDLE: I can explain, sir. The, the boy, Adric, was unreliable, as you suspected. You, you did suspect, didn't you, sir? HINDLE: Todd is also unreliable. Discipline has to be maintained to a degree, sir. SANDERS: I've brought you a present. HINDLE: What? SANDERS: Yes? HINDLE: What is it? SANDERS: Open it and see. Go on. I did. HINDLE: You did? SANDERS: Yes. HINDLE: I don't think I will. Not just now. SANDERS: As you like. You know best. DOCTOR: Well now, if the Kinda are more sophisticated than they first appear, is it not possible that their enemies are also? TODD: And I didn't see them, you mean? DOCTOR: Hmm. TODD: Oh, Doctor, you've frightened me. DOCTOR: Not half so much as Hindle frightens me. TODD: I'm afraid he's insane. Leave him to Sanders. HINDLE: Mister Sanders has returned. TODD: Good! Perhaps now we can HINDLE: And he's brought me a present, haven't you. SANDERS: Yes. Can I sit down? TEGAN: Boo! HINDLE: What is it? SANDERS: Open it and see. HINDLE: Why should I? SANDERS: Then you'll understand everything. HINDLE: I don't want to understand everything. I want to work things out for myself. SANDERS: Oh, please. TODD: Look, I HINDLE: Silence! SANDERS: It won't bite you. HINDLE: What won't? SANDERS: What? HINDLE: So it's got teeth? SANDERS: No, no, no. HINDLE: Fangs, claws. SANDERS: No. HINDLE: A fire-raking tongue, licking you all over! SANDERS: No, no. HINDLE: Silence! I'm in charge here, old man, and I'll decide what's to be done. TEGAN: I was forgetting. We haven't been introduced, have we. I was also forgetting you don't speak, do you. I'm not surprised you look so sad. Telepathy is a very boring way to communicate. TEGAN: Such a strange creature. TEGAN: Something to say. TEGAN: You are unhappy. Very unhappy. Perhaps I can help you free your brother from the dome. Would you like that? I thought you might. With my help, you could launch an attck, destroy the people who've held your brother prisoner. Yes, you're right. The people in the dome are evil. With my help, Aris, you could become all-powerful. I am the Mara! TEGAN: Do not resist. I am your strength! HINDLE (OOV.): Hurry up. You too, Doctor. HINDLE (on monitor): On the floor between you. ARIS: All things are possible. Yes. Yes! DOCTOR: Where did you get the box? SANDERS: What? I, it was given to me. DOCTOR: By whom? SANDERS: Someone. TODD: There could be anything in it. DOCTOR: Yes, I know. Sanders, do you know what's in the box? SANDERS: I, er, I can't remember. HINDLE: You in there. You, Doctor. Open the box. DOCTOR (on screen): I don't think that would be very wise. HINDLE: Open it. TODD (on screen): Are you mad? We don't know what's in it. HINDLE: Open it and find out. DOCTOR: It could be very dangerous. HINDLE: Open it or I'll have you sht! TODD: Don't! It could k*ll us. DOCTOR: Unfortunately, so could he.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x10 - Kinda - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
KINDA BY: CHRISTOPHER BAILEY Part Three Original Air Date: 8 February 1982 Running time: 24:17 TODD: Oh no! Oh, is that? DOCTOR: Well, we've established one thing. TODD: What? DOCTOR: The Kinda have a sense of humour. HINDLE (on monitor): What's happening? What's funny? DOCTOR: Absolutely nothing. Wait. ADRIC: The power's failing. HINDLE: Put the lights on! Put the lights on! TODD: I don't believe it. This is impossible. DOCTOR: I think it's safe to assume we all three had the same experience. How do you feel? TODD: Fine. DOCTOR: Not different? TODD: No. What happened? DOCTOR: Somehow the box linked us up with the Kinda. We were seeing the world through their eyes. TODD: It certainly affected Sanders. DOCTOR: Yes. It's shock. He'll be all right. Come on. TODD: Where? DOCTOR: You were right. This is no planet of primitives, and the answer's out there in the forest. Come on. Leave the box. TODD: What about Adric? DOCTOR: He'll be all right, he's very resourceful. Quickly! TODD: Oh! DOCTOR: Well jump! TODD: Which way? DOCTOR: Has anyone ever told you you ask a lot of questions? TODD: It's my training. I'm a scientist. DOCTOR: Yes, so you are. TODD: Well? DOCTOR: Er, that way. TODD: Are you sure? DOCTOR: Come on. TODD: Which way now? DOCTOR: Yes. TODD: Yes what? DOCTOR: We're lost. TODD: Where precisely were we heading? DOCTOR: Well, I thought the cave in the dream. TODD: Are you sure that exists? DOCTOR: Oh, absolutely. TODD: So, where do we go from here? DOCTOR: Tell you what, toss for it. Heads this way, tails that. (tosses the coin) Heads. TODD: Tails. DOCTOR: Heads. ADRIC: I've found Mister Sanders, sir. The others must have left him behind. I've also found the box. HINDLE: I don't want to see it. ADRIC: I was thinking, sir, if I could have your permission, that I could go and look for them. HINDLE: Not outside. ADRIC: No, but if you thought that I was HINDLE: It's all in here, you know. Everything. The whole of life. Just a matter of knowing where to look. ADRIC: I don't know what HINDLE: Silence! SANDERS: Shush. HINDLE: Listen. You too, old man. Listen. (reads) Emergency class 5B. If in the opinion of the officer designated SR security a situation should develop where a thrat to the territorial integrity of the dome will, could or might extend to a thrat to the security of the home world itself, then Emergency class 5B shall be declared. The procedure, implementation immediate, shall be in two phases. Phase one, the preparation, priming and location of explsive devices sufficient to render the dome and its contents to its base chemical constituents. Phase two ADRIC: But all I want HINDLE: Don't you see? Well, then we'll be safe. For ever and ever. Outside'll never get in. Don't you see? TODD: Doctor, there's something following us. DOCTOR: Nonsense. DOCTOR: There's something following us. TODD: Come out from there, whatever you are. DOCTOR: Look. TODD: So many of them. They normally only associate in groups of three or four. TODD: Doctor. DOCTOR: Culturally non-hostile, didn't you say? DOCTOR: Yes, we take the point, don't we. TODD: Yes, the clown stroke jester's a familiar figure, anthropologically speaking. He diffuses a potential source of conflict through mockery and ridicule, don't you. TODD: Your turn. DOCTOR: Er, well, I don't really see what I could, er. Wait a minute. DOCTOR: It's all quite simple, really. Just a, just a matter of practice. Your turn. ARIS: Stop! Seize them. Seize the Not-we! TODD: I think he means us. DOCTOR: I thought you said the Kinda had no voice. TODD: They don't. DOCTOR: Well he certainly seems to. TODD: Look, they're as surprised as we are. DOCTOR: It's the girl from the dream. TODD: It's ridiculous. ARIS: I have spoken. The Not-we must be klled. KARUNA: Aris! ARIS: No. KARUNA: I must read your mind. You have voice. How can this be? ARIS: No! Forbidden. KARUNA: I don't understand. KARUNA: Yes. It must be so. KARUNA: The prophecy. DOCTOR: The prophecy? KARUNA: Prophecy teaches that at the beginning of things when the Not-we are come, a man will arise from among We who has the gift of voice, and so must be obeyed. ARIS: I am he. I have spoken. Seize them! KARUNA: No! Wait. We don't know. Only the wise woman knows. Aris has been sick. Perhaps it's his sickness that speaks. The wise woman told me to bring the Not-we to her cave. This I must do. Quickly, follow me. DOCTOR: Gladly. ARIS: Stop them! SANDERS: There. That should do it. HINDLE: You sure? SANDERS: Yes. You see, the master detonator triggers six explsive charges placed in a pattern of two overlapping equilateral triangles on the dome wall. That way you guarantee ZMI. HINDLE: Zone of Maximum Impact, which is right here in this room. SANDERS: Yes, or more accurately HINDLE: Yes? SANDERS: Just about where you're sitting. HINDLE: Excellent. That'll surprise them. ADRIC: Surprise who? HINDLE: Anybody. Anything at any time tries to get in here and boom! HINDLE (OOV.): We blow ourselves to bits. The perfect defence. Boom! SANDERS (OOV.): Of course, the TAD is more difficult to quantify. Perhaps thirty square miles. ADRIC: TAD? Total Area of Devastation? SANDERS: Right. Where do you want this? HINDLE: Hold it there. HINDLE: I wish to announce phase 5B, defence of the dome, now complete. ADRIC: What now? HINDLE: Now? Now we can relax, enjoy ourselves. DOCTOR: Where are we going? I expect you know these woods backwards, eh? Well, I don't suppose you've come across a young woman? KARUNA: A Not-we woman with auburn hair? DOCTOR: Yes, that's her. Tegan. KARUNA: We've seen her. DOCTOR: Now, where is she? KARUNA: She was seen at the place of great dreamings. DOCTOR: Well, is that far? KARUNA: We'll take you there later. DOCTOR: (to Todd) Come on. DOCTOR: Now, this person Aris. KARUNA: Yes? DOCTOR: You said he'd been sick. KARUNA: His father is with the Not-we in the dome. It has darkened his mind. DOCTOR: Yes, but now he can speak. He has voice. KARUNA: As you heard. DOCTOR: Yes, but so do you. KARUNA: Aris is a male. Panna will explain. DOCTOR: Panna? TODD: The wise woman. KARUNA: Aris is one of my fathers. DOCTOR: Is he? How many do you have? KARUNA: Seven. DOCTOR: Seven. TODD: Seven! DOCTOR: Isn't that rather extravagant? KARUNA: Why? How many fathers does a Not-we have? DOCTOR: Well, on the whole, one. KARUNA: Only one? DOCTOR: Yes. KARUNA: That's very sad. TODD: So many questions, Doctor. ADRIC: No! I don't want to play. HINDLE: Why not? ADRIC: Because I don't want to. It's childish. HINDLE: Oh, go on. It isn't a game, it's real, with measuring and everything. ADRIC: No! HINDLE: Tell him! SANDERS: Well, if he doesn't want to. HINDLE: Who's in charge here? SANDERS: You are, of course. HINDLE: Right! One word from me. One word. SANDERS: I'll help you. HINDLE: You, old man? SANDERS: I'd like to. HINDLE: I still give the orders. SANDERS: Oh yes, of course. HINDLE: All right, then. Let's get started. KARUNA: Panna? Panna? DOCTOR: Such stuff as dreams are made of. KARUNA: Panna, are you there? PANNA (OOV.): Of course I'm here. PANNA: Where else should I be? Did you bring the Not-we woman from the dome? KARUNA: Yes. PANNA: Where is she? Let me feel her face. PANNA: You are welcome. TODD: Thank you. KARUNA: There is another. PANNA: What other? DOCTOR: Hello. PANNA: A man! KARUNA: He was with her. PANNA: Impossible. Was he present when you opened the box? DOCTOR: Yes. Most enlightening. PANNA: What's he babbling about? No male can open the Box of Jhana without being driven out of his mind. It is well known. Unless. Is he an idiot? KARUNA: Are you an idiot? DOCTOR: Well, I suppose I must be. I have been called one many PANNA: Keep silent, idiot. DOCTOR: Yes. HINDLE: We could cover the whole floor. SANDERS: Yes, lets. HINDLE: Every detail must be correct. SANDERS: Oh, of course. HINDLE: Where are you going? ADRIC: Er, as you're so busy, I thought I might go for a stroll. HINDLE: Haven't you forgotten something? You first ask permission. ADRIC: Sorry. May I? HINDLE: No. You made me angry. KARUNA: Aris has found voice. PANNA: So soon. KARUNA: The others will follow him. PANNA: It is all beginning again. DOCTOR: What is? PANNA: What is? What is? History is, you male fool. History is. Time is. The great wheel will begin to roll down the hill gathering speed through the centuries, crushing everything in its path. Unstoppable until once again TODD: Until? PANNA: I must show you. That is why you have been brought here. Then perhaps when you understand, you will go away and leave us in peace. If it is not already too late. DOCTOR: You said once again. PANNA: Of course. Wheel turns, civilisations arise, wheel turns, civilisations fall. DOCTOR: And I suppose this happens many times. PANNA: Of course. Wherever the wheel turns, there is suffering, delusion and death. That much should be clear, even to an idiot. Now stop babbling and get ready. PANNA: Are they seated? KARUNA: Yes. PANNA: (chants) Wheel turns. ARIS: Old woman! KARUNA: Aris! PANNA: Quickly, child. Help me. He must not interfere. You, Not-we woman, stay where you are, with the idiot. HINDLE: That's it. Perfect. What do you think, Adric? SANDERS: I'll go after him. HINDLE: Wait! I'm in charge here, old man. I'll decide what's to be done. SANDERS: Yes, sir. HINDLE: Why can't we all play the game? PANNA: What do you want? ARIS: Listen to me, old woman. PANNA: No, you listen to me, all of you. ARIS: I have voice. They know the prophecy. Now they listen only to me. PANNA: Is that true, child? Quickly, read them. KARUNA: No. PANNA: Go on. KARUNA: I can't. It hurts me. PANNA: I must know what is in their minds. KARUNA: Obedience. Obedience. Obedience. Obedience! Obedience! Obedience! Obedience! Obedience! PANNA: Stop! KARUNA: Obedience, obedience, obedience. ARIS: Stop. ARIS: Come over here, Karuna. PANNA: Stay where you are. Where are you, child? PANNA: Please. What are you going to do? ARIS: We shall destroy the dome. The Not-we must be klled. This is our duty. PANNA: You fool, you blind male fool. Do you think it ends there? ARIS: We shall be free. PANNA: Of course not. It doesn't end there. That is how it all begins again, with a klling. It doesn't end. That ends as it has always done, in chaos and despair. It ends as it begins, in the darkness. Is that what you all want? PANNA: Who are you? ARIS: I am Aris. He who speaks. PANNA: No. No, you are not. ARIS: Silence. To the dome. I shall return. TODD: Come on, we must follow them. PANNA: No. DOCTOR: Did you see the design on his arm? TODD: What design? PANNA: The sign of the snake. DOCTOR: Yes, that's right. PANNA: It is the mark of the Mara, the evil ones. TODD: Doctor, I really think we should DOCTOR: What do you know of the Mara? PANNA: It is the Mara who now turn the wheel. It is the Mara who dance to the music of our despair. Our suffering is the Mara's delight, our madness the Mara's meat and drink. And now he has returned. TODD: Doctor! DOCTOR: I too have heard the legends of the Mara. PANNA: Help me. TODD: Doctor, we're wasting time. PANNA: Yes, yes, you're right. We must proceed at once. PANNA: Sit down. TODD: But. PANNA: No, I must show you. You cannot help without understanding. Don't you see? SANDERS (OOV.): Adric? Adric? SANDERS: Adric? Adric. You really must try not to antagonise Mister Hindle. ADRIC: I'm sorry. SANDERS: Well, play along with him, son. He means well. ADRIC: Does he? SANDERS: Er, yes, of course he does. We all do, don't we, underneath it all? Now come along. PANNA: And now the Mara turns the wheel of life. It ends as it begins. Pass through. You must pass through TODD: Look! PANNA: No harm. TODD: Tell me it's a trick. PANNA: Pass through. DOCTOR: We must do as she says. PANNA: Pass through. TODD: Doctor, look. The cave, Panna, they've disappeared. DOCTOR: Look. TODD: What's going on? DOCTOR: You heard Panna. This is the beginning and the end. TODD: We must help him. DOCTOR: We can't. TODD: Can't we do anything? PANNA: It's the end of everything. DOCTOR: Did you recognise the laugh? TODD: Aris? DOCTOR: No, the Mara within him. TODD: The Mara caused all that to happen? DOCTOR: In a manner of speaking. TODD: Look, was what we just saw the future or the past? DOCTOR: Both. And now we must get back to the dome, stop the attck. TODD: We'll never find our way through the forest. DOCTOR: Well, the old woman must direct us. TODD: Doctor! DOCTOR: What? TODD: I think she's d*ad!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x11 - Kinda - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
KINDA BY: CHRISTOPHER BAILEY Part Four Original Air Date: 9 February 1982 Running time: 24:28 DOCTOR: In certain states of deep trance the bodily functions slow down to such an extent that they are barely perceptible, thus freeing the mind to such as we have seen. However, on this occasion it seems TODD: She's dad. DOCTOR: Panna's dad. KARUNA: Idiot. Don't you know anything? Of course I'm not dad. ARIS: Listen to me! The dome will be destroyed! I can see it in my mind. ARIS: Give it to me. ARIS: Gather branches! TODD: It's impossible. DOCTOR: Well, unlikely, perhaps. TODD: Ridiculous. I mean, if she is Panna, the wise woman, then where is Karuna? Answer me that. KARUNA: Well, Doctor? DOCTOR: Er, well, it's a good scientific question. Where are you? KARUNA: I am her. DOCTOR: Both of you. KARUNA: We are one. DOCTOR: So, when Panna died, her knowledge and experience were passed over to you. TODD: But how? KARUNA: It is our way. TODD: The vision in the cave. Was it real or not? DOCTOR: Well, did you see it? TODD: Yes. DOCTOR: Well, so did I. TODD: Look, stop it, both of you. I'm trying to understand. KARUNA: I'm sorry. TODD: It was a prophecy, wasn't it. A prophecy of what would happen here unless DOCTOR: Unless we stop the attck on the dome. TODD: But the Mara. KARUNA: Yes? TODD: Where does it come from? KARUNA: The Mara inhabit the dark places of the inside. DOCTOR: And somehow one of them has crossed over into this world and has taken over the mind of Aris. One thing puzzles me. KARUNA: Yes? DOCTOR: How did it cross over? KARUNA: There is only one path. DOCTOR: Which is? KARUNA: It is opened by the dreaming of an unshared mind. DOCTOR: Of course. Tegan. HINDLE: Are the people ready yet, old man? SANDERS: Some of them. HINDLE: Oh, good. Let me see. Oh yes, they're very good. SANDERS: Oh, do you think so? HINDLE: Yes, aren't they, Adric? ADRIC: Please, why can't I go for a walk? HINDLE: Not outside. ADRIC: No, just around the dome. HINDLE: Outside is for grown-ups. It's not for us, is it? SANDERS: Oh, no. HINDLE: Soon it'll be finished, and then. ADRIC: And then what? HINDLE: And then, well, we'll live for ever and ever, won't we. ADRIC: Look, I'm going anyway. HINDLE: Do you think they'll be happy? I've done my best for them, haven't I? SANDERS: Well, of course you have, son. He has, hasn't he. HINDLE: I have, haven't I. My very best ever. TODD: Doctor! DOCTOR: Tegan. TODD: Is she all right? DOCTOR: What is the function of the chimes? KARUNA: We use them in the dreamings. The wind blows and we share. DOCTOR: Share? Share what? Minds? KARUNA: Of course. DOCTOR: What would happen if one person dreamt here alone? KARUNA: It is forbidden. There are powers waiting to be born. Powers of great evil. There is great danger in dreaming alone. DOCTOR: Then I have to wake her. KARUNA: There are dangers. DOCTOR: I have to take that risk. Tegan? Tegan! TEGAN: Doctor? Where have you been? DOCTOR: Are you all right? TEGAN: Of course I am. I fell asleep, that's all. I had the strangest dream. DOCTOR: Dream? TEGAN: Yes. DOCTOR: What dream? TEGAN: Dreams are private. DOCTOR: Now come on, Tegan, you must tell me. TEGAN: No! DOCTOR: You've been asleep for nearly two days. TEGAN: What? What's going on? Who are these people? DOCTOR: Oh, not now, Tegan, please, there's no time. You must tell me about the dream. It's very important. ARIS: Help me. ARIS: Listen to me. Now we have a guardian just as the Not-we have. Our attck cannot fail. The Not-we must be driven out and their dome destroyed! TEGAN: Are you listening? DOCTOR: Yes, of course. The other man standing there laughing. Go on. TEGAN: Well, he had this thing on his arm, a design. DOCTOR: What, a snake? TEGAN: Whose dream is this? DOCTOR: Well, was it? TEGAN: Yes. DOCTOR: Good. Go on. TEGAN: Well, then for a while it got curious. I was alone. I was back here, only DOCTOR: You weren't yourself. TEGAN: That's right. There was this man coming, an unhappy man, a native. DOCTOR: Aris. TEGAN: And that's all. DOCTOR: Don't be silly, Tegan, it can't have been. Come on, what did you do? TEGAN: Well, if you must know, I climbed a tree and dropped apples on his head. Look, it was only a dream. I wasn't myself. DOCTOR: No, of course you weren't. TEGAN: What? DOCTOR: Isn't it obvious? Your mind and body were occupied the Mara, who found its path to this world through your dream, just as Karuna said. TEGAN: Hang on a minute. DOCTOR: Oh, it's all right, you're perfectly safe now. In fact, I'll introduce you. TEGAN: Where? DOCTOR: They're about to attck the dome. TEGAN: The dome. DOCTOR: Come on. ARIS: What are you waiting for? attck! attck! ARIS: kll. kll. kll. kll. TEGAN: I don't think much of that as a fighting machine. TODD: Something's definitely wrong. ARIS: Listen to me! Finish it off! Finish it off! DOCTOR: I have an idea it's controller is rather inexperienced. ARIS: Come back! Cowards! Listen to me! Help! ADRIC: Help me! Please, somebody help me. DOCTOR: Adric, stop! Listen to me! This is the Doctor. DOCTOR: That's good. Now listen, Adric, I know you're frightened, but you must understand that it's your fear that's controlling the machine. It operates directly from your brainwaves. Do you understand? That's good. Now listen. You have nothing to fear, just open the machine. You must come out. ADRIC: I'm sorry. I didn't realise it was going to be like that. DOCTOR: Are you all right? ADRIC: I, I'm fine. Please, get back to the dome. Hindle has it wired for total destruction. TODD: The state he's in, he could do anything. DOCTOR: Look after Adric. DOCTOR: Come on! ADRIC: I feel so strange. TEGAN: Just take it quietly. ADRIC: The TSS is much more difficult to control than I thought it would be. TEGAN: But you're safe now. ADRIC: I'm safe. What about the Kinda I wounded? He's gone! SANDERS: Hello. TODD: Where's Hindle? SANDERS: We've been having fun. DOCTOR: Have you? Oh, good. There's nothing quite like it, is there. SANDERS: Do you like this? DOCTOR: What is it? SANDERS: It's the new capital city of the planet S14. DOCTOR: Yes, of course. SANDERS: Mister Hindle made it. TODD: Where is he? SANDERS: Well, I'm sure he's around somewhere. SANDERS: If you want to look. HINDLE: Boo! (no one reacts) You spoilt it. I wasn't ready. TEGAN: We'd better wait here. ADRIC: Why? TEGAN: Just let the Doctor deal with things. ADRIC: You realise if he makes a mistake, this dome and everything for miles around will be blown to pieces. TEGAN: Yes, but there's nothing we can do except wait. Come on, sit down. ADRIC: Aren't you frightened? TEGAN: Very. ADRIC: He would do it! Don't doubt that for a moment. Hindle is completely mad! TEGAN: Yes, I'm sure ADRIC: He would! TEGAN: Is this one of the explsive charges? ADRIC: Yes. Wait, I could dismantle it. TEGAN: Don't touch it. Leave it alone. Even if you could, there must be others. That one alone couldn't cause the damage you described. ADRIC: We must do something. TEGAN: Yes, but fiddling with that won't help. ADRIC: Oh, I just feel so useless. TEGAN: So do I. There's nothing we can do except wait. ADRIC: Look, come on, Doctor! HINDLE: One word from me. One word. TODD: Tell me about the city. HINDLE: Oh, do you like it? Never built a city before. TODD: It's very good. What's that? HINDLE: Oh, that's my secret den. I'm the government as well, you know. HINDLE: Doctor. DOCTOR: And the security arrangements? HINDLE: Security effectiveness one hundred percent. One thousand percent. One billion trillion trillion percent. Or more, perhaps. SANDERS: Boom. HINDLE: Do you want me to prove it? DOCTOR: No. No, no. I'd rather know how you control the Kinda. HINDLE: Oh, that's very simple. With this. HINDLE: They're very primitive, you know. They think I've captured their souls. DOCTOR: Mirrors. Yes, very clever. HINDLE: Do you think so? DOCTOR: Yes. May I HINDLE: Careful! DOCTOR: I'm so sorry. SANDERS: It's easily mended. A drop of glue. HINDLE: Don't be silly! You can't mend people, can you. You can't mend people! Go on, press the HINDLE: What's that? TODD: Nothing. HINDLE: Show me! TODD: You've seen it already. HINDLE: Give it to me. I want to see it. TODD: Only if you promise not to open it. HINDLE: All right. TODD: Promise. HINDLE: Promise. HINDLE: I can blow up the world after, can't I. TODD: Yes, of course you can. HINDLE: Are you frightened of me? TODD: Terrified. HINDLE: Good. What's in it? TODD: Don't open it. HINDLE: Why not? TODD: You promised. HINDLE: Who cares. HINDLE: There's nothing in it! TODD: No, there's nothing in it. TEGAN: What's happening? ADRIC: I don't know. TEGAN: The Doctor's failed. Hindle's pressed the button. ADRIC: Will you shut up. ADRIC: Of course, it's all your fault. TEGAN: What? ADRIC: Well of course it is. TEGAN: What are you talking about? ADRIC: Well, if you hadn't fallen asleep and had that stupid dream. TEGAN: I was possessed. My mind was taken over by the Mara. How was that my fault? ADRIC: It found a weakness and it used it. TEGAN: What's that supposed to mean? ADRIC: Well, it would seem to prove that some of us have more control over our minds than others. TEGAN: Oh, like you, I suppose, out there in that machine. ADRIC: That was different. TEGAN: You were scared out of your wits. ADRIC: If you must know, I was just getting the hang of that thing when the Doctor interfered. DOCTOR: When I what? TEGAN: Doctor, the explsives. DOCTOR: Deactivated. All quite harmless now. ADRIC: And Hindle? DOCTOR: He now appears to see the situation in quite a different light. ADRIC: What happened? DOCTOR: He opened the box. TEGAN: What box? DOCTOR: The Box of Jhana, the box Sanders was given by the Kinda. TEGAN: Is that what affected the lights? DOCTOR: Yes. ADRIC: But how? DOCTOR: The box is a powerful Kinda healing device. I suspect it generates sound at a frequency beyond our ears. ADRIC: Healing device? DOCTOR: Helps bring the mind back into phase. ADRIC: With what? DOCTOR: With everything. With life out there. The Kinda are very sophisticated people. ADRIC: Will Hindle be all right? DOCTOR: Oh, yes. The more the mind is out of phase to begin with, the more dramatic the apparent effect. TEGAN: What's been going on? DOCTOR: I'll explain everything in greater detail later. DOCTOR: First we must deal with the Mara. Where's Aris? TEGAN: He's escaped. DOCTOR: Escaped? ADRIC: He was wounded, though. DOCTOR: Well, we must find him quickly, before he's destroyed by the Mara within him. TEGAN: How will you deal with the Mara? DOCTOR: I don't know yet. ADRIC: How did Hindle control his hostages? DOCTOR: What? Oh, the mirror. They thought he'd captured their. Ah. TEGAN: What? DOCTOR: I don't suppose you've come across any large mirrors in your wanderings about the dome? Silly question really. ADRIC: Mirrors? DOCTOR: Well, reflective surfaces of any kind. Come on, quickly, think. ADRIC: Solar generator panels. DOCTOR: Where? ADRIC: In the storeroom. DOCTOR: Show me. TEGAN: Doctor. DOCTOR: What is the one thing evil cannot face? Not ever. TEGAN: What? DOCTOR: Itself. ADRIC: But you said the Kinda would react to the mirror. They aren't evil. DOCTOR: Ah, Hindle captured their innocence. The Mara will rebel. They cannot face themselves, don't you see? TEGAN: No. KARUNA: He's coming. DOCTOR: Good. Adric, Tegan, he's coming. TODD: Will it work? DOCTOR: Well, according to the legends. TODD: Mirrors? DOCTOR: No Mara can bear the sight of its own reflection. It must recoil from itself. Understandably, don't you think, given it's nature. TODD: Yes. DOCTOR: Very well then. Trapped in a circle of mirrors, each mirror reflecting not only the Mara itself but also TODD: The reflection of all the other mirrors! DOCTOR: In an endless series. TODD: So it's surrounded not only by its own reflection, but reflection of reflection. DOCTOR: Exactly. TODD: What happens then? DOCTOR: It retreats back to where it came from. TODD: The dark places of the inside. DOCTOR: Or wherever, but not here, that's the main thing. It's all quite logical. TODD: What happens to Aris? DOCTOR: Well, Tegan survived, but TODD: But what? DOCTOR: Well, it would do no harm, would it, to keep ones fingers crossed. ARIS: Well, well. DOCTOR: Ah, there you are. We thought you'd got lost. ARIS: Who are you? DOCTOR: I'm called the Doctor. ARIS: Why do you involve yourself? DOCTOR: Because I share the Kinda's aim where you're concerned. ARIS: I now control the Kinda. DOCTOR: Well, you did for a while, but no longer. ARIS: I still control them. I am Aris. I have voice! DOCTOR: Yes, so I hear, but it is the voice of a Mara in the body of Aris. The snake on your arm, the symbol of your power, confirms it. ARIS: Then take care that that power doesn't enter you. DOCTOR: Oh, you're too late. Now! DOCTOR: Now, get ready to pull Aris clear the moment the snake leaves his arm. DOCTOR: Hold the mirrors straight! ADRIC: What's happening? DOCTOR: The Mara is detaching itself. ADRIC: What? DOCTOR: It's leaving Aris. It has no further use for him. DOCTOR: Now, pull him clear! DOCTOR: Now, hold your ground. Keep it in the circle. Close the gaps! The circle must be kept closed. If the circle is closed, the Mara cannot escape. ADRIC: It's fantastic. Where does it draw its energy from? It's incredible. DOCTOR: Tegan! Tegan, Tegan, are you all right? TEGAN: Yes. DOCTOR: Close these gaps! TEGAN: Is that the Mara's true form? DOCTOR: Yes. TEGAN: I had that in my mind? DOCTOR: Yes. TEGAN: But it's gone now, isn't it, Doctor? DOCTOR: It's all right, it's all right. Stand firm. Look, it's starting to weaken. Look! DOCTOR: He'll be all right. TODD: Why do such things exist? DOCTOR: Who can tell? TODD: The Mara's gone. DOCTOR: Back to the dark places of the inside, or wherever. But not here, not anywhere here. This world is free of it. KARUNA: And of its curse. TODD: Curse? KARUNA: Yes. TODD: What curse? KARUNA: The curse of time. It is the Mara which starts the clocks. DOCTOR: Come on, it's finished. HINDLE: I suppose everything will have to be entered into the log. SANDERS: Will it? HINDLE: Well, the manual states it's the duty of the expedition commander to SANDERS: What manual? HINDLE: Oh. I see. SANDERS: I never read the manual. HINDLE: Thank you. SANDERS: Thank you, sir. HINDLE: (saluting) Thank you, sir. DOCTOR: Is it decided? TODD: They accepted my recommendation. DOCTOR: Which is? TODD: This planet is totally unsuitable for full scale colonisation. The unit be withdrawn. Sanders is pleased. DOCTOR: Is he? TODD: He wants to stay here. I told him he should just wander off into the forest. Nobody'd notice. Shame about poor old Hindle, though. DOCTOR: Oh, he'll be all right. He was just driven out of his mind. Just what he needed. What about you, will you stay? TODD: I don't think so. DOCTOR: You're not tempted by paradise? TODD: It was all right at first, but it's all a bit too green for me. NYSSA (OOV.): Doctor! DOCTOR: Ah, yes, one moment. TODD: You don't actually go into space in that? DOCTOR: Oh no. That would be completely impossible, wouldn't it. TODD: Unlikely, anyway. DOCTOR: If not ridiculous. NYSSA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Yes. It seems some people are getting impatient. TODD: You must go. Goodbye. DOCTOR: Goodbye. NYSSA: Hello, Doctor. DOCTOR: Nyssa, how are you? NYSSA: Fully recovered. DOCTOR: Excellent. NYSSA: What have you been doing? DOCTOR: Oh, nothing much. This and that. Having fun. NYSSA: Can we go? DOCTOR: I don't see why not. DOCTOR: I think paradise is a little too green for me as well.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x12 - Kinda - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
Written By: Eric Saward Episode One Original Air Date: 15 February, 1982 6:55pm - 7:20pm 1. Night. The living room of a Squire's 17 century house (The squires son, MASTER CHARLES, is cleaning his gn. RALPH, the servant brings in a candelabra. The SQUIRE is asleep in a chair.) 2. Main Hall (The Squire's daughter, ELIZABETH, peers through the curtains. It is dark, but she watches bright lights in the sky.) ELIZABETH: Papa... Papa... 3. Living Room (ELIZABETH enters.) ELIZABETH: Papa? SQUIRE: Oh!... What's all the noise Elizabeth? ELIZABETH: Have you seen the sky? It's beautiful. SQUIRE: What're you talking about? ELIZABETH: The whole sky is ablaze. (She looks through the curtains in the living room.) ELIZABETH: Oh! They've gone SQUIRE: What're gone? ELIZABETH: The lights. SQUIRE: What sort of lights were they? ELIZABETH: Like a hundred shting stars. I wish you'd seen them. SQUIRE: (Clears throat) I don't like the sound of it. ELIZABETH: Papa! SQUIRE: Strange lights in the sky never bode well for the future. ELIZABETH: You're so old fashioned. SQUIRE: Yes... 4. Night. Garden (An escape pod, which has crashed there, emits strange noises.) 5. Living Room (ELIZABETH and the SQUIRE are playing chess, as MASTER CHARLES continues to check his gn.) SQUIRE: (Shouts) Ralph! Bring a log! RALPH: (out of sht) Yes, sir! SQUIRE: I feel a chill. ELIZABETH: You can't, papa. It's a perfectly warm evening. MASTER CHARLES: Father always feels a chill when he's losing. It's either that or his gout bothers him. SQUIRE: Arrant nonsense! I feel a definite chill about my shoulders. (RALPH enters, carrying a log. The candles flicker as if in a breeze.) SQUIRE: There you are, you see! (to RALPH) Have you left the door open? RALPH: Me, sir? No. Would you like me to fetch your shawl? SQUIRE: No. (clears throat) I think I prefer a warmer. I'll have my posset now. RALPH: Yes, sir. MASTER CHARLES: You're incorrigible, father. Haven't you drunk enough, already? SQUIRE: This is medicinal. MASTER CHARLES: I'm going to bed. (MASTER CHARLES walks to the door.) MASTER CHARLES: Goodnight, father. (MASTER CHARLES closes the door behind him.) 6. Cellar Hall, Staircase (Point of view- something breathing heavily. It walks through the hall.) 7. Servant's Hall (MASTER CHARLES replaces his gn into the gn cabinet. Ralph enters from the living room carrying an empty tray.) RALPH: Are you sure you're not having a posset, Master Charles? MASTER CHARLES: No, thank you. RALPH: In that case, I'll bid you good night. MASTER CHARLES: Good night, Ralph. 8. Cellar Hall, Staircase (Point of view- something breathing heavily. It looks up the stairs towards the door to the Servant's Hall. RALPH enters through the door and sees it. He screeches and turns to run, but the thing fires his laser and sht him in the back. RALPH falls down, dad. MASTER CHARLES rushes through the door to aid RALPH. He sees RALPH laying on the floor, then he sees the thing. MASTER CHARLES sht at it, and it sht back. He goes off to refill his gn. The thing starts to follow.) 9. Servant's Hall (MASTER CHARLES gets some gn out of the cabinet. The SQUIRE descends the stairs.) SQUIRE: Oh! It's you, sir. What the Hades is going on? MASTER CHARLES: There's someone down there with a gn, the likes I've never seen before. SQUIRE: Ralph? Where's Ralph? MASTER CHARLES: I fare he's ht. (MASTER CHARLES hands the SQUIRE some gn There is a flash of light. It has fired its gn, and ht a tray left on the cabinet.) SQUIRE: fre in brimstone! (The SQUIRE sees it and takes aim.) SQUIRE: God protect us! (The intruder is ht and falls, screaming, onto the floor, dad.) SQUIRE: What was that? MASTER CHARLES: I don't know! 10. Living Room (Something else is trying to enter via the door from the Main Hall.) ELIZABETH: Papa! What's happening, papa? (The SQUIRE and MASTER CHARLES enter from the door to the Servant's Hall.) MASTER CHARLES: Take this. (MASTER CHARLES hands ELIZABETH a rfle.) SQUIRE: Would it be too obvious to say, we are under attck? ELIZABETH: But from whom? (An android crashes through the door leading from the Main Hall.) SQUIRE: From whatever that is. MASTER CHARLES: Our shts stopped its comrade on the stairs. SQUIRE: But this one's in armour! MASTER CHARLES: Which at this range is useless. Come on, father! Now! (All three take aim and start fring at the android.) 11. Morning. The Squire's Grounds (There are drilling noises coming from the grounds and the, now deserted, and visibly wrecked house.) 12. TARDIS Console Room (The DOCTOR, ADRIC, and NYSSA are there. NYSSA is reading a journal.) DOCTOR: How many times have I told you, Adric? Not to interfere with... (The DOCTOR appears not to understand what he's doing on the console.) DOCTOR: ...with things that you don't understand. ADRIC: I was trying to escape. DOCTOR: In the TSS? You were lucky you didn't destroy the whole Kinda tribe. ADRIC: I didn't realise it would be that difficult to control. DOCTOR: That isn't the point. You should never have got into that unit. ADRIC: Well, as it turned out no one was hurt. DOCTOR: Apart from Aris... ADRIC: A flesh wound. DOCTOR: Try to understand, Adric. Because you get away with something, it doesn't justify it. ADRIC: I'm sorry. DOCTOR: Next time you want to escape from somewhere, walk! NYSSA: Poor old Adric. Always in trouble. ADRIC: And I try so hard. DOCTOR: (to NYSSA) Is Tegan ready? NYSSA: I'll check! (NYSSA goes off to fetch TEGAN. The console begins to beep.) ADRIC: What's that? DOCTOR: A fault! ADRIC: Serious? DOCTOR: Must be the lateral balance cones again. You know, I must do some maintenance after we've delivered Tegan. ADRIC: It's going to seem strange without her. Though I must admit, I'm not entirely convinced that she likes me. DOCTOR: Now, don't jump to conclusions, Adric. Sometimes we... humanoids try to disguise our... our true feelings. (He pats ADRIC on the back, then, returns to console.) DOCTOR: Well, don't just stand there, Adric. Help me! 13. NYSSA & TEGAN'S bedroom (TEGAN sits at a dressing table and is putting on lipstick. NYSSA sits nearby. TEGAN suddenly looks worried.) NYSSA: What's the matter? TEGAN: It's only sunk in properly, what happened to me on Deva Loka. NYSSA: What? The Doctor said nothing eventful had occurred. TEGAN: He would. But, while you were enjoying 48 hours of peaceful sleep in the delta-wave augmentor, my mind was occupied... taken over. NYSSA: By whom? TEGAN: More a 'what'. Something called a Mara. (gets up) It makes me shiver to think of it. NYSSA: You weren't hurt? (NYSSA helps TEGAN with her jacket.) TEGAN: No... No, but that's not the point. it's unnerved me. NYSSA: You'll soon be on Earth with all this unpleasantness forgotten. TEGAN: Can't wait. NYSSA: Least, you won't have any awkward questions to answer about where you've been. TEGAN: So the Doctor says, but I don't understand how? NYSSA: Just accept what he says. (TEGAN is ready and they begin to walk to the console room, via a corridor.) 14. TARDIS corridor NYSSA: You'll arrive back at the airport exactly on time for your flight; Half an hour after you entered the TARDIS. TEGAN: Some half hour. Now, I have to pretend nothing's happened in the mean time. NYSSA: You'll soon settle down. TEGAN: I hope so. (Turns to face NYSSA) I know I haven't always been the best of companions, I'll miss you. All of you. 15. TARDIS Console Room DOCTOR: Earth, Heathrow. 1981. ADRIC: Doctor? DOCTOR: Not one of the most stimulating places in the universe, but never-the-less, where requested to be... ADRIC: Doctor? (The scanner opens to show a forest.) DOCTOR: Oh, no! (TEGAN and NYSSA walk in and view the scanner.) TEGAN: Is that supposed to be Heathrow? ADRIC: It is. TEGAN: Well, they've certainly let the grass grow since I was last there. ADRIC: Well, actually, they haven't built the airport yet. We're about three hundred years early. TEGAN: That's great! Perhaps I can go out, file a claim on the land. When they get round to inventing the aircraft, I'll make a fortune. DOCTOR: Mm! Yes... A small error has been made. TEGAN: You call three hundred years a small error? DOCTOR: It's probably due to nothing more than a temperamental cellunoid on the lateral balance cones. TEGAN: Why do you always have some incomprehensible answer? DOCTOR: And, as you know, the TARDIS is not always... (The DOCTOR accidentally pulls off a handle from the console.) DOCTOR: Uh!... reliable. TEGAN: Call yourself a Time Lord? A broken clock keeps better time than you do. At least that's accurate twice a day. Which is more than you ever are. (TEGAN has opened the TARDIS doors, and storms out.) DOCTOR: (sighs) Why does she always over-react? NYSSA: I think she's finding the idea of going more painful than she thought. DOCTOR: Then why didn't she say so? Rather than... (looks at handle in his hand) fly off the handle like that. NYSSA: That's Tegan! ADRIC: Perhaps you'd better talk to her? DOCTOR: No! Too much has been said already. (NYSSA & ADRIC look at the DOCTOR disapprovingly.) DOCTOR: Earthlings... (He makes his way outside.) 16. The forest just outside the TARDIS (The DOCTOR approaches TEGAN. NYSSA & ADRIC also exit the TARDIS.) DOCTOR: I'm sorry. I realise how disappointed you must be. TEGAN: I'm sorry, too. But, you did make a promise... DOCTOR: And I'll keep it. Consider this a fortuitous mistake. It isn't everyone who gets the chance to wander around their own history. TEGAN: I'm not sure I want to. This place stinks. DOCTOR: What? Well! I suppose it does a bit. ADRIC: Look, Doctor! (ADRIC points to smoke billowing through the trees.) DOCTOR: Sulphur! ADRIC: Some sort of volcanic action? DOCTOR: Wrong time and place for that. TEGAN: Are you sure this is Earth? DOCTOR: Undoubtedly. When we find the person who's burning the sulphur, perhaps you'll believe him. 17. Forest clearing (Two VILLAGERS tend to the sulphur fre. In a tree another VILLAGER indicates something to them.) VILLAGER 1: (Tending to fre) Four strangers coming this way. (The TARDIS crew approach the clearing.) NYSSA: Is it sensible to go on? DOCTOR: Probably not. TEGAN: I've lost my bearings already. DOCTOR: (sniffs the air) There's potassium nitrate in with the sulphur. TEGAN: Oh! That's great. ADRIC: What's wrong? DOCTOR: Potassium nitrate and sulphur are constituents of a primitive explsive. gn. TEGAN: I don't like this place. NYSSA: Doctor! (Points to VILLAGERS coming towards them) TEGAN: Shouldn't we get back to the TARDIS? DOCTOR: This time I agree. (Three more VILLAGERS have sneaked up behind them. The DOCTOR sees them as he turns.) DOCTOR: Ah! Good morning! (A fight starts, but the TARDIS crew get the upper hand.) DOCTOR: Come on! To the TARDIS. (The VILLAGERS start to get up.) VILLAGER 1: You alright? (The other VILLAGER seems to be fine.) VILLAGER 1: Don't worry! We'll get them! 18. Forest (The TARDIS crew are obviously lost, the DOCTOR taking up the rear.) NYSSA: Now which way? ADRIC: I don't know. NYSSA: Use your homing devise. ADRIC: (Looking in pockets, he finds nothing) Arrgh! I must have dropped it during the fight. TEGAN: Oh, Tremendous! (The DOCTOR joins them.) DOCTOR: Come on, come on. This way. 19. Further in the forest (They all run, but ADRIC suddenly twists his ankle.) ADRIC: Ow! NYSSA: Are you alright? ADRIC: I don't know. DOCTOR: (Tending to ADRIC'S ankle) There's nothing broken. Can you stand? ADRIC: I'll try. NYSSA: Lean on me. ADRIC: Oh! I'll be alright in a minute. TEGAN: We may not have a minute... RICHARD MACE: (Calling from atop a tree) Can I be of any assistance? DOCTOR: Can you help us? RICHARD MACE: I have a convenient refuge nearby. TEGAN: How do we know we can trust him? RICHARD MACE: You have little choice. You either trust me or give yourselves up to your pursuers, who would probably cudgel you to death. (RICHARD MACE fires his two gn at the VILLAGERS, then jumps from the tree.) RICHARD MACE: I don't think they will bother us again. If the lad can walk, my camp is this way. DOCTOR: Lead on, Sir! 20. Forest. A few yards away (The VILLAGERS talk amongst themselves.) VILLAGER 1: Go back to the village for help. We'll follow them. 21. The Squire's barn (The door opens and the DOCTOR, NYSSA, ADRIC, TEGAN and RICHARD MACE enter.) TEGAN: This is home? RICHARD MACE: For the last night or two fortune has made me itinerant. DOCTOR: Why were those men following us? RICHARD MACE: You don't know? DOCTOR: Well! We're new to the area. RICHARD MACE: You must be new to the world, sir. Haven't you heard there is plague. TEGAN: Where? RICHARD MACE: Everywhere. That is why the village is guarded so vigilantly. They're terrified of strangers and the pestilence they may carry. DOCTOR: Of course! The reason for the sulphuric smoke. Purification fires. NYSSA: Is that why you're not staying in the village? RICHARD MACE: Alas, because of the plague, everywhere is unfriendly. DOCTOR: Hence, the gn? RICHARD MACE: Oh! Not entirely. I was once a noted thespian until forced into rural exile by the closure of the theatres. It is only with the aid of these properties, I'm able to command the attention of an audience nowadays. TEGAN: You sound like a highwayman or a robber. RICHARD MACE: A gentleman of the road, madam. Richard Mace at your service. (He bows) Though I plan to rob you of a little of your time and company. After many weeks alone in the wood, I would risk anything for an hours good conversation. Yes... (RICHARD MACE sits waiting for conversation. None is forthcoming.) DOCTOR: How bad is the plague? RICHARD MACE: Oh! The worst I've ever seen. More virulent here, than the city. But that's only to be expected. DOCTOR: Why? RICHARD MACE: Did you not see the comet a few weeks ago? A portent of doom, if ever there was one. It's aurora barely faded from the sky before the first case was reported. ADRIC: You were clear until then? RICHARD MACE: Completely! DOCTOR: You're not due for a comet for years. RICHARD MACE: It lit up the sky as I've never experienced it before. NYSSA: Are you sure it wasn't a meteor? RICHARD MACE: Call it what you wish. I have seen many falling stars, but this was without parallel. DOCTOR: Interesting... And so is that ornament around your neck. TEGAN: Doctor? Don't you think we should be getting back to the TARDIS? DOCTOR: Yes, Not yet! (to RICHARD MACE) May I see? RICHARD MACE: Oh! Surely, yes (He takes it off, and hands it to the DOCTOR) RICHARD MACE: I... Uh! I found it in the loft last night. DOCTOR: Mm! Interesting piece of work. What do you think? (The DOCTOR shows it to TEGAN, who's not interested, then to NYSSA.) NYSSA: It's made from polygrite, isn't it? DOCTOR: Yes... NYSSA: From such a primitive society? DOCTOR: Do you mind if I have a look around your loft? RICHARD MACE: As you wish, sir. DOCTOR: (begins to climb to the loft) Fit for a climb, Adric? TEGAN: Doctor! He should rest. ADRIC: (starts to follow the DOCTOR to the loft) Don't worry, Tegan. We Alzarians are different from you. We recover faster. NYSSA: Is there anything I can do? DOCTOR: (out of sht: calling from loft) Oh! Have a look round down there. TEGAN: (to NYSSA) What exactly are we looking for? 22. Loft ADRIC: What is it he's wearing? DOCTOR: Part of an alien bracelet made for a very special purpose. ADRIC: How could it have got here? DOCTOR: Oh, make your own guess. Comet when there shouldn't be a comet. A meteor that doesn't look like a meteor. Whatever the phenomenon was, it certainly wasn't natural. ADRIC: Some sort of space-craft landing? DOCTOR: ...Or burning-up in the atmosphere. ADRIC: But, surely for the bracelet to be here some of the crew must have survived? DOCTOR: Ah! Not necessarily. The bracelet is strong enough to have survived the crash. However, if we find something more fragile... ADRIC: ...Then there are survivors. DOCTOR: Correct! 23. The Squire's Barn NYSSA: (Calls up to the loft) Doctor! Power packs! DOCTOR: (Calls down) Well done! (The DOCTOR & ADRIC climb down from the loft.) DOCTOR: (To RICHARD MACE) Tell me. Who owns this barn? RICHARD MACE: I will show you... (RICHARD MACE lead the TARDIS crew from the barn.) 24. Driveway leading to the Squire's house (The MILLER: packs some more boxes onto his cart.) (The DOCTOR, NYSSA, TEGAN, ADRIC, and RICHARD MACE approach the house. Some VILLAGERS that have followed, stop and watch from the gate.) VILLAGER 1: (to himself) Now, what are they up to? RICHARD MACE: Surely, you must be aware, sir, that there's a certain protocol to be observed when approaching the gentry? DOCTOR: Of course! I've met kings, emperors, megla-maniacs in my time. RICHARD MACE: Ah! Then you must know, sir, that the nobility will not take kindly to being knocked-up and questioned about the contents of their barns. It's a sure way of us all being horse-whipped. And I have a particularly sensitive skin, sir. (The MILLER'S cart moves off. The DOCTOR is ahead of the main group, but the cart nearly runs-over NYSSA, TEGAN, ADRIC, and RICHARD MACE. They jump out of the way into the muddy verge.) NYSSA: Is the man blind? ADRIC: He nearly klled us. RICHARD MACE: The Miller. A man of very sour disposition. TEGAN: And not much road sense. 25. The Squire's front door (The DOCTOR has reached the door, and rings the bell.) RICHARD MACE: Uh! Shouldn't we use the tradesman's entrance? (The DOCTOR knocks loudly on the door.) DOCTOR: I'm calling on the master of the house, not his servants. RICHARD MACE: Please, sir. Knock with a little more humility. DOCTOR: You knock, while I look around. TEGAN: Can we come with you? DOCTOR: Just Nyssa. If anyone opens the door, call me. (A window on the first floor closes.) 26. Back of the Squire's house (NYSSA & the DOCTOR look around.) DOCTOR: No one at home. NYSSA: Then, who was the miller visiting? DOCTOR: Perhaps we should find out. That window doesn't look fastened properly. (The DOCTOR opens the window.) 27. Front door RICHARD MACE: What do we say if the door is opened? ADRIC: Hello? 28. The Squire's house. Living room (The DOCTOR & NYSSA have just climbed through the window.) DOCTOR: What a very pleasant room. NYSSA: Shall I let the others in? DOCTOR: No, not yet! Let's see who's at home first. (Shouts) Hello? NYSSA: Why are you so certain the aliens have come here? DOCTOR: Well, I'm not. For all I know they went to the village. NYSSA: They could also have died from the plague. DOCTOR: Indeed. So the sooner we find out, the sooner we can return Tegan to her own time. DOCTOR: (Shouts) Anyone at home? NYSSA: Any idea who the aliens might be? DOCTOR: No, not really. Polygrite is found in many parts of the universe; so are power packs. NYSSA: Why are you so concerned about them? DOCTOR: Well, if I'm right, the comet that actor saw was their ship burning up in the atmosphere. They're probably stranded here. Desperate. They could wreak havoc. (The DOCTOR and NYSSA have moved on to the...) 29. Servant's Hall NYSSA: So, what are you going to do if you find them? DOCTOR: Oh! Twist their arms a bit to let me take them back to their own planet. NYSSA: I hope they have arms to twist. DOCTOR: I'll find something... (The DOCTOR looks in the arms cabinet.) DOCTOR: There are wapon missing! NYSSA: (Spotting something on the floor) What's that? DOCTOR: (Kneeling down and sampling it) gn. Someone's been careless. NYSSA: Look! A power pack. DOCTOR: So, they have been here. NYSSA: I think we should go, Doctor. DOCTOR: You're beginning to sound like Tegan. NYSSA: I begin to understand how she feels. 30. Cellar Hall, Staircase DOCTOR: Oh! NYSSA: What? DOCTOR: Look! NYSSA: Scarring from a high energy beam. DOCTOR: And fired from a w*apon. NYSSA: So much for my friendly aliens. (The DOCTOR produces some string from a pocket, and unravels one end.) DOCTOR: Hold this. There... (He holds the other end of the string to the scarring.) DOCTOR: Let's give them the benefit of the doubt. Assume it was an accident. (He notices a wall that shouldn't be there.) DOCTOR: But this isn't... NYSSA: Now, what? DOCTOR: Well! You only build a staircase to lead somewhere. NYSSA: As a rule. DOCTOR: Why should anyone want to build a wall here? NYSSA: Does it matter? DOCTOR: Well! This should be a very important staircase. Logically it should lead from the main hall to the kitchens. NYSSA: Perhaps there's another way. DOCTOR: No. Something's wrong. (Something walks through the house.) 31. Front Door (TEGAN, ADRIC, and RICHARD MACE: are still waiting outside. The door begins to open.) TEGAN: At last! (NYSSA has opened the door.) TEGAN: How did you get in? NYSSA: We found an open window. RICHARD MACE: You broke in? NYSSA: It's perfectly safe. There isn't anyone here. RICHARD MACE: Are you sure? NYSSA: Come in and look. (They all enter.) 32. Main hall ADRIC: Where's the Doctor? NYSSA: Downstairs. He's found a wall that seems to fascinate him. (NYSSA, TEGAN, ADRIC, and RICHARD MACE have started to walk through the house towards the DOCTOR, passing through the...) 33. Living Room TEGAN: Is there anyone else here? NYSSA: Not that we've found. TEGAN: I don't like this house. I think it's a bit... spooky. RICHARD MACE: I find this house full of style and quality. NYSSA: We should join the Doctor. 34. Cellar Hall, Staircase DOCTOR: Ah?! (The TARDIS crew and RICHARD MACE have now reached the...) 35. Servant's Hall ADRIC: Any sign of survivors? NYSSA: They've been here. We found, yet, another power pack. ADRIC: I wonder what they use those things for? TEGAN: I bet it isn't transistor radios. RICHARD MACE: What are these words you're using? NYSSA: The Doctor will explain. TEGAN: (to RICHARD MACE) Come on! 36. Cellar Hall, Staircase ADRIC: Where's he gone? NYSSA: Doctor? (Something bolts the front door.) 37. Cellar Hall, Staircase NYSSA: (shouts) Doctor? (The door behind them closes.) TEGAN: (screams) Doctor??	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x13 - The Visitation - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
Written By: Eric Saward Episode Two Original Air Date: 16 February, 1982 7:05pm - 7:30pm 1. Front Hall (A gloved hand bolts the front door.) 2. Cellar Hall, Staircase NYSSA: (shouts) Doctor? (The door behind them closes.) TEGAN: (screams) Doctor?? (The DOCTOR pokes his head through the wall at the bottom of the stairs.) DOCTOR: Yes? NYSSA: Oh! Thank heaven. RICHARD MACE: What an incredible illusion. DOCTOR: It is, isn't it! TEGAN: How do you do that? DOCTOR: Very simple. I've found the door. TEGAN: I don't see it. DOCTOR: It's there all the same. I knew there was something peculiar about this wall. NYSSA: Is it an energy barrier? DOCTOR: Right! I picked the lock. ADRIC: But, if the barrier's open, why can't we see through it? DOCTOR: Camouflage. As you pass through it, it opens around you. RICHARD MACE: With a trick like that you could make a fortune around the fairground. DOCTOR: I must speak to the people who invented it. NYSSA: Any survivors? DOCTOR: Not yet! (They all walk through the 'wall'. As they do so, the door behind them opens.) 3. Cellar Hall (On the other side of the energy barrier, RICHARD MACE feels the 'wall'.) RICHARD MACE: An amazing illusion. I must learn how it's done. (The TARDIS crew look around.) ADRIC: What's that smell? DOCTOR: Soliton gas. NYSSA: I thought I recognised it. TEGAN: Who'd want this kind of atmosphere? It's stifling. DOCTOR: Well! Someone who needs it to breathe properly. Let's find them! (The DOCTOR tries a door. It's locked.) DOCTOR: I said let's find them! RICHARD MACE: Uh! Should you find the wine cellar, sir, a bottle of Sacaby would be most appreciated. TEGAN: That's stealing! RICHARD MACE: I am a highwayman, madam. TEGAN: This isn't a highway. NYSSA: (Trying a door) It's locked. DOCTOR: So... (He tries the furthest door. It opens.) DOCTOR: This must be it. 4. Cellar Hall, Staircase (A figure in robes approaches the 'wall' energy barrier.) 5. Wine Cellar (The TARDIS crew and RICHARD MACE enter) TEGAN: So gloomy! DOCTOR: They're here! TEGAN: How do you know? DOCTOR: The smell of soliton is much stronger. RICHARD MACE: Why do we lurk in the cellar when there is a whole house to loot? DOCTOR: You said you wanted wine... (points to barrels of wine) Help yourself! RICHARD MACE: Ah! I'm so impetuous. Always looking to the hills and missing the treasure at my feet. TEGAN: (noticing some covered cages) Wonder what those are for? DOCTOR: Just, don't disturb anything. (TEGAN disturbs them, anyway.) (NYSSA and the DOCTOR smell the soliton emitted from a green egg-shaped machine.) NYSSA: You recognise any characteristics? DOCTOR: (Coughs) The regulator isn't pulsing properly. TEGAN: Doctor, look! (Showing there are rats in the covered cages) DOCTOR: Oh! Well, perhaps they're just for research. TEGAN: (Backing away from the cages) Feel itchy just looking at them. (The robed figure, Death, enters unnoticed by all.) ADRIC: What does that stuff taste like? RICHARD MACE: Nectar. ADRIC: Oh! What does that taste like? RICHARD MACE: You stupid... (Seeing the figure) Ahh! (TEGAN picks up a pot to throw at the figure.) DOCTOR: No, don't! (TEGAN throws the pot. Richard sh*t a gn. The figure sh*t TEGAN. She collapses. NYSSA tends to TEGAN. RICHARD MACE fires again, then, as ADRIC tackles the figure, makes good his escape,. The ANDROID fires and ADRIC collapses.) DOCTOR: Nyssa, get out of here! NYSSA: What about Tegan? DOCTOR: Just get out of here! (NYSSA reluctantly goes, as the DOCTOR opens fully the soliton machine.) 6. Cellar Hall (RICHARD MACE tries to find the entrance in the 'wall' with his gn butt. NYSSA joins him.) RICHARD MACE: I can't find the gap. (NYSSA uses the switch to open the door. RICHARD MACE runs off. She wants to go back and help the DOCTOR.) NYSSA: Doctor? 7. Wine Cellar DOCTOR: Now, I don't know if you can understand me, but I would like to point out how volatile soliton is when mixed freely with oxygen. (DOCTOR checks TEGAN.) DOCTOR: You fre that beam of yours, you'll turn this house into an inferno. (The figure of Death, actually an ANDROID, crosses over to the soliton machine.) DOCTOR: Adric, can you move? (No response, as the ANDROID switches the soliton machine off.) DOCTOR: Tegan? (No response, as the ANDROID prepares to fre.) DOCTOR: Adric, look after her. I'll be back. (The ANDROID fires his gn. The DOCTOR escapes, narrowly missing the blast.) 8. Front Hall (RICHARD MACE is trying to get out the front door. Nyssa runs up to him.) NYSSA: We must wait for the Doctor! RICHARD MACE: Your Doctor is a dad man. You saw what was in the cellar. The great reaper, Death. DOCTOR: (From behind) That's what you're supposed to think. RICHARD MACE: Well, what was it then? DOCTOR: An android. A mechanical man. A machine... RICHARD MACE: Android? Your brain is addled, sir. That was Death. You saw what effect my pstol had on him? DOCTOR: Oh, it takes more than a pair of flintlocks to damage an android. NYSSA: Is Tegan dad? DOCTOR: No, but I don't know how badly hurt she is. (to RICHARD MACE) Where are you going? RICHARD MACE: Away! DOCTOR: I came up here to get you. RICHARD MACE: I would rather be sealed up in a plague house, sir, than stay here. DOCTOR: Adric & Tegan are hurt. I need your help to get them out. (The DOCTOR pulls RICHARD MACE into the living room.) 9. Wine Cellar /Cellar, Control Room (The ANDROID takes TEGAN, opening another energy barrier, to a dug-out control room.) 10. Living Room DOCTOR: You see this? (The DOCTOR holds the broken green ornament around RICHARD MACE'S neck.) DOCTOR: It is a part of a control bracelet. It's a device used on prison planets to control difficult prisoners. It isn't an ornament. And the thing you saw in the cellar comes from the same place as the bracelet. RICHARD MACE: How can that control anyone? DOCTOR: Like this! (The DOCTOR takes out a power pack and inserts it into the bracelet. It starts to glow.) DOCTOR: If this was on your wrist, you'd've lost control of your mind by now. RICHARD MACE: Nonsense, sir! That glow is a conjuring trick. I'm a man of the theatre. I'm not impressed by trickery, however clever it is. DOCTOR: Well! This is a trick you won't see done for many a day. (The DOCTOR takes the power pack from the bracelet, and twists it. This produces, to RICHARD MACE'S amazement, sparks.) DOCTOR: That's what happens when you discharge a power pack. RICHARD MACE: How does this android, as you call him, come from another world? There are no other worlds. Any fool knows that. DOCTOR: Why are Earth people so... parochial? 11. Cellar, Control Room (TEGAN & ADRIC are conscious, but strapped to beds. A screen shows the DOCTOR, talking, in the living room.) TERILEPTIL: Who is this man? TEGAN: Who said that? TERILEPTIL: Answer my question! ADRIC: The Doctor. TERILEPTIL: And where is this Doctor from? TEGAN: He's never told us. He likes to be mysterious. Although he talks a lot about, er, Guildford. Think that's where he comes from? TERILEPTIL: You are being a very stupid woman. TEGAN: That isn't a very original observation. TERILEPTIL: I know that he is not of this planet, or time. ADRIC: What rubbish! TERILEPTIL: The Doctor has a sonic device which he used to dismantle the energy barrier. He also has an understanding of the gas known as soliton. ADRIC: We don't know anything about that. TERILEPTIL: You are wearing synthetic garments manufactured by technology as yet unknown on this planet. TEGAN: You'll have to ask my tailor about that. TERILEPTIL: I'm asking you. For the last time. Where are you from? 12. Living Room RICHARD MACE: You are asking too much of me, Doctor. DOCTOR: Come on, Nyssa! Let's go! NYSSA: What about Adric and Tegan? DOCTOR: Well! There's nothing we can do now... until we've dealt with the android. NYSSA: But how? We haven't any wapon. DOCTOR: No, well! We'll modify the sonic booster in the TARDIS. If we connect it to a frequency accelerator... NYSSA: Yes? DOCTOR: Well! We may just get a high enough pitch to vibrate the android to pieces. NYSSA: Really? And how close do we have to get for it to have an effect? DOCTOR: Very... (The DOCTOR makes for the hall.) NYSSA: The android's armed. If it wanted, it could destroy us ten times over. RICHARD MACE: Once would be enough. (The DOCTOR returns from hall.) NYSSA: Doctor? You cannot afford to improvise against an armed android. DOCTOR: I have no intention of doing so. Now, if you've quite finished lecturing me, I suggest we go back to the TARDIS and get started. (RICHARD MACE makes for the front door, the DOCTOR & NYSSA go in the opposite direction.) DOCTOR: (shouting back at RICHARD MACE) That way's locked. Good day! 13. Cellar, Control Room (There is a large green lizard-like alien. A TERILEPTIL. ADRIC is shocked.) TERILEPTIL: Now, tell me about your mode of transport. ADRIC: The TARDIS? A sort of time-space machine. TERILEPTIL: And where is this TARDIS now? ADRIC: I don't know. In the woods somewhere. Only the Doctor knows exactly where. TERILEPTIL: And you are both crew members of this ship? TEGAN: That's right. Vital members. kll us and you'll never get to ride in it. (An alarm goes off. The DOCTOR & NYSSA are seen fleeing from the house. RICHARD MACE follows.) TERILEPTIL: (Ironically) It seems that your companions have abandoned you. Perhaps you over-rate your importance. (Laughs) 14. Squire's House. Back Garden NYSSA: (to RICHARD MACE) Where will you go? RICHARD MACE: As far away from that house as possible. NYSSA: You won't reconsider helping us? RICHARD MACE: Madam, it shames me to tell you that I will not go back inside that house. DOCTOR: (calling angrily) We're wasting time, Nyssa. (The DOCTOR calms down a bit and talks to RICHARD MACE.) DOCTOR: If you see anyone wearing a bracelet like this, stay away from them. RICHARD MACE: Yes, I will, sir. (RICHARD MACE departs.) DOCTOR: (to NYSSA) Come on! 15. Squire's House. Outer grounds RICHARD MACE: (screeches) Doctor? Doctor? What is that? (The DOCTOR & NYSSA run to join him. They look on...) 16. Cellar, Control Room TERILEPTIL: (to ANDROID) Activate the poacher and his friends. I want them to bring me the Doctor. Then, get a group of villagers to search for the TARDIS. 17. Woods (The poacher's bracelet activates. He stops what he's doing. He seems hypnotised.) (The axe-man's bracelet, also, activates. He puts his axe over his shoulder in readiness to follow instructions.) (Then, the wood collector's bracelet activates. He, too, seems hypnotised.) 18. Squire's House. Outer grounds (The DOCTOR, NYSSA & RICHARD MACE approach an alien escape pod, half emerged from the ground. They enter.) 19. Escape Pod DOCTOR: No one here. NYSSA: The place has been stripped. DOCTOR: Most of the hardware is up at the house, I should think. RICHARD MACE: What is this structure? DOCTOR: An escape pod. A sort of life boat, only, from a ship that flies. RICHARD MACE: Flies? DOCTOR: That's right! RICHARD MACE: But... How are the dimensions greater within? DOCTOR: Because it buried itself on impact. RICHARD MACE: And how is it lit? DOCTOR: Vintaric crystals. Quite a common form of lighting. RICHARD MACE: I don't understand any of this. NYSSA: This is all that's left of the craft that brought the android to Earth. DOCTOR: The lights you saw in the sky, a few weeks ago, were the main part of the ship burning up in the atmosphere. RICHARD MACE: I can't believe any of the things you are telling me. NYSSA: It's true! DOCTOR: The presence of the pod confirms it. RICHARD MACE: How do you know all these things? DOCTOR: Ah! That would be rather difficult to explain. NYSSA: You can trust us! DOCTOR: Which is more than you can say for the owners of this ship. 20. Cellar. Cell (The ANDROID puts ADRIC & TEGAN into a cell, and locks the door.) TEGAN: Bleak, isn't it? ADRIC: I'm a fool. I should never have told him about the TARDIS. TEGAN: Don't let it get you down. If you hadn't have told him, I would have. I don't think he was joking about torturing us. ADRIC: We've got to get out of here. TEGAN: Oh, sure! But, how? 21. Escape pod (The DOCTOR presses a switch, closing the door.) DOCTOR: I wonder how many Terileptils this pod could carry? NYSSA: And androids! DOCTOR: Yes! Terileptils build those things too well. NYSSA: Are you still sure the sonic booster can deal with it? DOCTOR: It has to. The androids are programmed to protect. The only way around them is to destroy them before they destroy you. RICHARD MACE: Oh, dear! NYSSA: But, it didn't kll Tegan. DOCTOR: Well! It obviously wanted prisoners. We can't rely on it being so benign. NYSSA: Then, we'd better hurry up with that booster. DOCTOR: Yes. A refresher course in android design might help as well. RICHARD MACE: How can you possibly get that? DOCTOR: I, too, have a ship of sorts. It isn't the most reliable of machines, but, it's aged memory banks might contain something of use. RICHARD MACE: Then, may I accompany you? DOCTOR: Are you beginning to believe that I'm telling the truth? RICHARD MACE: It seems I've little choice. DOCTOR: Let's see if the coast is clear. (The DOCTOR opens the door to the pod. He goes outside. RICHARD MACE follows.) 22. Squire's House. Outer grounds. Just outside Escape pod (The poacher, the axe-man and the wood collector are approaching the pod. They spread out.) 23. Cellar, Control Room (The TERILEPTIL takes a vile full of purple liquid.) 24. Cellar. Cell ADRIC: (trying the door) Solid. We'll never break it down. We'd make too much noise. TEGAN: Any way through the bars in that window? ADRIC: (checking window) Not without a cutting device. TEGAN: The key's, still, in the lock. ADRIC: Can you think of a way to get it in here? TEGAN: No. Can you? (They sit on a small bench, defeated.) 25. Squire's House. Outer grounds. Just outside Escape pod (The three men spread out. The poacher arms his bow.) RICHARD MACE: He has a bracelet. DOCTOR: I see it. (RICHARD MACE takes out his flintlocks.) DOCTOR: They won't do any good. RICHARD MACE: You forget, sir. I'm an actor as well as a highwayman. DOCTOR: The bracelet overrides fear. Unless you're prepared to use them, they're quite useless. RICHARD MACE: They're useless anyway. I didn't have time to reload them. DOCTOR: Go back to the pod. (RICHARD MACE does as he says.) POACHER: You are the Doctor? DOCTOR: I am indeed. How do you do? 26. Escape Pod NYSSA: What's going on out there? RICHARD MACE: Controlled villagers. NYSSA: Didn't take them long to find us. RICHARD MACE: The poacher can smell you on the wind. 27. Squire's House. Outer grounds. Just outside Escape pod POACHER: You will come with us. DOCTOR: Another time, perhaps. (The DOCTOR runs to the pod.) POACHER: Stop! (The POACHER fires his bow.) 28. Escape Pod DOCTOR: Down! (All crouch down. The arrow enters and embeds itself in the far wall. NYSSA closes the door.) RICHARD MACE: Right! We are ready to engage them. (Pointing his gn in anticipation) DOCTOR: There are three at the moment. fre those, we could have a dozen to contend with. (Loud banging is heard.) RICHARD MACE: What is that? DOCTOR: Our friendly neighbourhood axe-man. NYSSA: He'll never cut through that hatch. DOCTOR: He might get lucky. ht an opening mechanism on the other side... Hang on! (The DOCTOR runs to the escape hatch on the far wall.) DOCTOR: There must be some sort of timer for the escape hatch. (He searches his pockets for something.) DOCTOR: No! (He sees the arrow.) DOCTOR: Yes!! (He takes arrow, and uses it to open the escape hatch mechanism.) DOCTOR: I just hope this part of the pod isn't buried. Are you ready? (He pulls the handle within, then runs to a safe distance.) NYSSA: What are you trying to do? DOCTOR: Get down! (All crouch.) (The hatch explodes open) DOCTOR: Let's go. (They all run out, the DOCTOR taking up the rear.) 29. Cellar. Cell TEGAN: Look! There's a fan light above the door. ADRIC: What's that for? TEGAN: A window to give natural light onto the passage. (TEGAN gets the stool to stand on.) TEGAN: Steady the stool for me. I think I can move them. ADRIC: Let me try. I'm stronger. TEGAN: But, not as determined. (She pulls a few panels free. She looks onto the hall, and sees the ANDROID. She crouches down.) ADRIC: What's wrong? TEGAN: The Android. 30. Cellar, Control Room (The ANDROID enters. The TERILEPTIL leaves what he's doing and accesses a communication panel.) TERILEPTIL: Report! (There is static coming from a speaker, and the faint trace of words.) TERILEPTIL: Concentrate on your thoughts! POACHER: (on the speaker) The doctor... at your craft... but escaped... we are t... tracking him... TERILEPTIL: Good! Change of order. Follow, but do not apprehend. Report when he reaches his TARDIS. 31. Woods (The DOCTOR, NYSSA & RICHARD MACE are running from the pod, but RICHARD MACE stops to rest. He finds somewhere to sit.) RICHARD MACE: Ah! I'm dad. I'm afraid my frame was never designed for rapid acceleration. DOCTOR: Well, you can't rest yet. RICHARD MACE: I'm not moving from this spot unless supported by a horse. NYSSA: A horse? RICHARD MACE: Yes. The miller has one. You could steal it. DOCTOR: The miller? Of course. Why didn't I think of that? NYSSA: Doctor! You can't steal the poor man's horse. DOCTOR: Oh! It's him I'm interested in, not his horse. He comes and goes from the house as he pleases. Maybe he can help us. (to NYSSA) Why don't you go back to the TARDIS and start work on the booster, while we look for him. NYSSA: Alone? DOCTOR: Well, you're more than capable. NYSSA: Well, I... DOCTOR: Well. We may not be able to find the miller. We can't afford to waste any time. NYSSA: (reluctantly) Very well. DOCTOR: And I'll be back as quickly as I can. NYSSA: Even sooner, if at all possible. (NYSSA starts her walk to the TARDIS.) DOCTOR: Now, then! Which way to the mill? RICHARD MACE: I'm not moving. DOCTOR: Just direct me, then. You can wait here for the poacher and his friends. RICHARD MACE: Very well. (starts to get up) You have a mean way of exposing a man's cowardice. 32. Woods. In a tree, a few yards away (A VILLAGER points that the group are splitting up) 33. Cellar Hall (TEGAN has escaped through the fan light and is looking around.) 34. Miller's Barn (The DOCTOR & RICHARD MACE arrive. There is a horse and cart waiting.) RICHARD MACE: Ah! The object of my desire. (pats the horse) DOCTOR: (shouts) Hello? RICHARD MACE: Sh! Sh! Sh! Sir! Thievery is a matter of stealth, not hearty greetings. DOCTOR: We're here to see the miller. RICHARD MACE: You are without pity, sir. (RICHARD MACE spots a donkey.) 35. Cellar Hall (TEGAN returns to the cell to see ADRIC climbing out of the fan light.) TEGAN: What are you doing? ADRIC: What do you think? TEGAN: I was going to unlock the door for you. ADRIC: Now, she tells me. 36. Cellar, Control Room (An alarm goes off. TERILEPTIL turns to the ANDROID.) TERILEPTIL: There is someone in the house. Destroy them. Go! 37. Miller's Barn (The DOCTOR discovers caged rats in the back of the MILLER'S cart, just like in the Squire's house. The MILLER appears from a small harness room, previously locked, and walks to his cart, hypnotised.) DOCTOR: Ah! Good day. I'm the Doctor. You must be the miller? (The MILLER ignores them and mounts his cart.) DOCTOR: Um! I'd like a word with you. We'd only keep you a moment. (RICHARD MACE points a flintlock at the MILLER.) RICHARD MACE: You heard what the gentleman said. DOCTOR: No. No. Let him go. MILLER: Gid-up! Walk on! (The cart moves off.) 38. Squire's House. Living Room (ADRIC tries to open the window to get out.) TEGAN: Hurry! ADRIC: It's stiff. TEGAN: You were boasting your strength a few minutes ago. Get on with it. (ADRIC manages to open the window just as the ANDROID enters the room.) TEGAN: Jump! ADRIC: What about you? TEGAN: Get out of here! (ADRIC jumps out of the window. The ANDROID fires above TEGAN'S head. She freezes, putting her hands up.) TEGAN: I hope you realise this means I've surrendered. 39. Miller's Barn RICHARD MACE: (to donkey) Are you capable of carrying a tired thespianer? (The DOCTOR comes from the previously locked harness room.) DOCTOR: Nothing in there. (He pats RICHARD MACE on the shoulder.) DOCTOR: Let's get back to the TARDIS, help Nyssa. RICHARD MACE: Now? DOCTOR: At once! (They turn to leave. VILLAGERS enter the barn and surround them. RICHARD MACE gets his gn out, but is apprehended. They are brought to their knees.) VILLAGER 1: Plague carriers... RICHARD MACE: You jest, sir. I am without plague. VILLAGER 1: The mark of the plague is on you. RICHARD MACE: You're mistaken, sir. DOCTOR: We haven't got the plague. I can help you. Wait! Listen! VILLAGER 1: Execute them! (A MAN with a large scythe enters the barn, and crosses over to the DOCTOR & RICHARD MACE. It is obvious that he's going to slice off their heads in one blow.) DOCTOR: Not again! (The DOCTOR & RICHARD MACE are bent over for execution.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x14 - The Visitation - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
Written By: Eric Saward Episode Three Original Air Date: 22 February, 1982 6:55pm - 7:20pm 1. Squire's House. Living Room TEGAN: Get out of here! (ADRIC jumps out of the window. The ANDROID fires above TEGAN'S head. She freezes, putting her hands up.) TEGAN: I hope you realise this means I've surrendered. 2. Miller's Barn RICHARD MACE: (to donkey) Are you capable of carrying a tired thespianer? (The DOCTOR comes from the previously locked harness room.) DOCTOR: Nothing in there. (He pats RICHARD MACE on the shoulder.) DOCTOR: Let's get back to the TARDIS. Help Nyssa. RICHARD MACE: Now? DOCTOR: At once! (They turn to leave. VILLAGERS enter the barn and surround them. RICHARD MACE gets his gn out, but is apprehended. They are brought to their knees.) VILLAGER 1: Plague carriers... RICHARD MACE: You jest, sir. I am without plague. VILLAGER 1: The mark of the plague is on you. RICHARD MACE: You're mistaken, sir. DOCTOR: We haven't got the plague. I can help you. Wait! Listen! VILLAGER 1: Execute them! (A MAN with a large scythe enters the barn, and crosses over to the DOCTOR & RICHARD MACE. It is obvious that he's going to slice off their heads in one blow.) DOCTOR: Not again! (The DOCTOR & RICHARD MACE are bent over for execution. The HEADMAN and the POACHER enter the barn.) HEADMAN: (Holding up his arm) Wait! VILLAGER 1: They must die. They bring plague to the village. HEADMAN: These men are wanted vandals. VILLAGER 1: And the sooner they're dispatched the better. HEADMAN: They are wanted alive. POACHER: There's a reward. VILLAGER 1: What use is that if you're dad? HEADMAN: No! I am the headman of your village, you will listen to me. POACHER: kll them, scythe-man, and you die as well. HEADMAN: No! Trust me! DOCTOR: (Getting up) Thank you! I'm the Doctor. I can help... HEADMAN: Lock them in the harness room. (The HEADMAN points to the room, showing that he is controlled by a bracelet. The VILLAGERS put the DOCTOR and RICHARD MACE into the harness room.) 3. Nyssa & Tegan's Bedroom (NYSSA rearranges the furniture, so the sonic booster will be able to fit in the room.) 4. Driveway Leading to the Squire's House (ADRIC runs from the house.) 5. Squire's House. Cellar, Control Room (The TERILEPTIL takes a bracelet for TEGAN.) TEGAN: No, please! TERILEPTIL: Do not struggle, and you will feel no pain. (He puts the bracelet on her wrist. She stops struggling, and becomes hypnotised. The TERILEPTIL accesses the communication panel.) TERILEPTIL: Report! HEADMAN: (on the speaker) We.. Ha... Carried ...out your instructions... uctions... (The reception fades and the static noise becomes louder.) TERILEPTIL: The primitiveness of these creatures astounds me. Listen to the state of this fools brain. (into the communicator) I said report! Concentrate on your thoughts. Then, I will hear them. HEADMAN: (on the speaker) The... Doctor... is... my... prisoner... TERILEPTIL: Excellent! Bring him to the house, at once. 6. TARDIS Control Room (NYSSA disconnects the sonic booster from the console and drags it through the corridor and into...) 7. NYSSA and TEGAN'S Bedroom. (Once there she sits on the bed to rest.) 8. Squire's House. Cellar, Control Room TERILEPTIL: Do not try to fight it, and you will feel no pain. Do you understand? TEGAN: Yes! (The TERILEPTIL crosses over to a tray of vials full of a green liquid and hands them to TEGAN.) TERILEPTIL: Take these to the cellar and pack them with the rest. (TEGAN goes, but is stopped in her tracks by a remote device of the TERILEPTIL's. She turns to face him.) TERILEPTIL: Take care not drop them. If you do, you will be dad in minutes. Go! (TEGAN walks away with the tray.) 9. TARDIS Console Room (NYSSA walks in from inside the TARDIS and rummages through the toolbox resting on some wooden steps. There is knocking on the exterior TARDIS doors. She is not sure who it could be, but opens them. Adric walks in, agitated.) NYSSA: Adric! (sees his mood) What's the matter? (NYSSA closes the TARDIS doors.) ADRIC: Where's the Doctor? NYSSA: Come and sit down. ADRIC: Where is he? NYSSA: He went to find the miller. ADRIC: We have got to get back to the house. Tegan's still there. NYSSA: What happened? ADRIC: The android caught us escaping, and I had to leave her behind. NYSSA: Was she hurt? ADRIC: I don't know! We've got to get back there and find out. NYSSA: We should wait for the Doctor. We can't take on the android by ourselves. ADRIC: Why isn't he here? Why's he never around when you want him? 10. Miller's Barn. Harness Room RICHARD MACE: I have appeared before some of the most hostile audiences in the world. Today, I met death in the cellar. But, I've never been so afraid until I met the man with the scythe. (The DOCTOR has been trying the door. It is locked. He turns to RICHARD MACE.) DOCTOR: The headman was wearing a bracelet. RICHARD MACE: Should I care! He saved our lives. DOCTOR: ...for the Terileptils. RICHARD MACE: I thought you wanted to meet them? DOCTOR: Not as their prisoner. RICHARD MACE: It couldn't be worse than what we've just experienced. DOCTOR: They might be more subtle. RICHARD MACE: I feel my mind slipping into a bottomless pit of gloom and despair. DOCTOR: Well! You better snatch it back again, quickly. The headman's coming and I want to get his bracelet off. (The door is heard being unlocked. It begins to open.) RICHARD MACE: Is that wise? DOCTOR: We have no choice. Without it, we may be able to reason with him. (The HEADMAN and POACHER enter.) HEADMAN: You are to be taken to the manor house. DOCTOR: Yes, yes! Of course, of course. But... first I would like to thank you very much (extends his hand) for saving our lives. (The DOCTOR reaches for the HEADMAN'S hand and puts it in his, as if in a handshake. RICHARD MACE, realising that this is his cue to do something, knocks over the POACHER. The DOCTOR takes the power pack from the HEADMAN'S bracelet, rendering it useless. The HEADMAN falls back onto the door, opening it, and is helped from the room by VILLAGERS. The DOCTOR seems to curse himself for this misfortune. The DOCTOR turns and sees RICHARD MACE kneeling over the unconscious POACHER. The DOCTOR crosses over to take the power pack from his bracelet too.) 11. Miller's Barn (The HEADMAN staggers amongst the VILLAGERS, then collapses to the ground.) VILLAGER 1: What happened? 12. Miller's Barn. Harness Room RICHARD MACE: Well, that didn't get us very far... DOCTOR: It was worth a try. RICHARD MACE: So, what do we do now? Ransom the poacher? 13. Squire's House. Cellar, Control Room (An alarm begins to sound on the TERILEPTILS control panel. The ANDROID awaits commands.) TERILEPTIL: Primitive fools! They have allowed the Doctor to disconnect their power packs. (to the ANDROID) Bring me the Doctor and his companion. I want them here. Go! (The ANDROID leaves.) 14. Miller's Barn (The VILLAGERS have gathered around the HEADMAN.) HEADMAN: I don't remember anything very clearly. VILLAGER 1: Who are those two? And why were you taking them to the manor house? HEADMAN: Was I? VILLAGER 1: That's what you said. HEADMAN: I don't know. I heard a voice, and then I was here... VILLAGER 1: A voice? HEADMAN: Find the Doctor, it said, and then I saw a picture of that man inside my head. VILLAGER 1: A vision! HEADMAN: It was horrible! It was horrible! I couldn't control my mind. I had to do what this voice said. VILLAGER 1: You were possessed. There's evil at work, here. The plague carriers are warlocks as well. 15. Miller's Barn. Harness Room (RICHARD MACE is trying to find a way out through the timber walls, as the DOCTOR tries the door, unsuccessfully.) DOCTOR: Oh, dear! (RICHARD MACE checks the POACHER.) DOCTOR: How is he? RICHARD MACE: I think he's asleep. DOCTOR: (bending over the POACHER) He'll be alright. RICHARD MACE: But, what about us, hey? I would think our jailers sound decidedly against us. DOCTOR: There must be some way out of here! Adric and Tegan are depending on me. RICHARD MACE: Wait! Wait! Wait! (RICHARD MACE spots a Knfe on the POACHER and takes it.) RICHARD MACE: Maybe I could test the strength of this blade against the planking of the wall! 16. Nyssa & Tegan's Bedroom NYSSA: We need the heavy duty cable and an adapter. ADRIC: Will that thing really work? NYSSA: Of course! ADRIC: It doesn't look very portable. NYSSA: I know. I wish the Doctor would hurry up. He knows far more about these things than I do. ADRIC: (leaping up) I'll go and look for him. NYSSA: No! (stopping ADRIC in his tracks) If you miss each other, we'll, then, have to send out a search party for you. 17. Squire's House. Cellar, Control Room (Two other TERILEPTILS are shown on the screen. Their leader, in the Manor House talks to them.) TERILEPTIL: Our work is complete. I will deliver it to our base in London this evening for immediate release. And I have more news. I have discovered a group of time travellers. Soon, they will be our prisoners, and their ship under our control. 18. Woods. Near the TARDIS (The villagers spot the TARDIS. They debate what to do.) 19. TARDIS Console Room (ADRIC tinkers in the toolbox, then crosses to the console, where he seems to spot something on the floor. He bends over to examine it, unaware that the VILLAGERS can be seen on the scanner. They are seen to split up and hide within the wood.) 20. Wine Cellar (A controlled TEGAN sits at a desk, taking boxes from a pile, and filling them with vials full of the green liquid. Closing the boxes, she puts them with the ones she's already done.) 21. TARDIS Console Room (ADRIC has picked up a cylinder from the floor. He turns to look at the scanner. There is, now, no one in sight. He exits the console room.) 22. Miller's Barn (The VILLAGERS are tossing wood from the loft, which is then carried outside, ready for a fre that will burn the plague carriers/ warlocks. The HEADMAN drinks from a hip-flask.) VILLAGER 1: Come on, lads! Quick as you can. Let's have them burnt before they can work anymore of their magic. 23. Miller's Barn. Harness Room (RICHARD MACE is trying to loosen the planks of the wall with the Knfe with no success.) RICHARD MACE: I fear the gentleman who built this wall knew his trade too well. DOCTOR: Here, let me try. RICHARD MACE: If only we had some of the skills of which we are accused. A small spell (waving his hand at the wall, as if casting a spell) would work wonders. (The wall crashes open.) RICHARD MACE: (fearing he has made a spell) I didn't say a word. 24. Miller's Barn (The VILLAGERS still take out the wood) VILLAGER 1: Build it high! (There is a noise from the harness room.) HEADMAN: What was that? VILLAGER 1: More of their magic. (running to the harness room) Quickly! (The ANDROID dressed as DEATH emerges from the room. The VILLAGERS scream in fear. The scythe is taken from the scythe man, and the ANDROID holds it up.) HEADMAN: Ah! Death! (The ANDROID is the image of what the middle ages have depicted as DEATH.) 25. Nyssa & Tegan's Bedroom (ADRIC brings the heavy duty cable from the console room.) ADRIC: I can't see why you wanted to work in here. NYSSA: I need the extra space. (ADRIC give the cable to NYSSA who attaches it to the sonic booster.) ADRIC: Why? You're not going to operate it in here. NYSSA: Only to test it. ADRIC: Won't it damage the TARDIS? NYSSA: It's less likely to here, than in the console room, and I'm not really sure it will work at all. ADRIC: It'd better! 26. Squire's House. Cellar Hall (The DOCTOR and RICHARD MACE are brought through the cellar, but are stopped by some remote control the ANDROID has. The ANDROID opens the door.) 27. Wine Cellar (TEGAN is still working on packing the vials. The DOCTOR and RICHARD MACE walk into the room, followed by the ANDROID.) DOCTOR: Tegan? TEGAN: (Controlled) Yes? RICHARD MACE: She is wearing a bracelet. DOCTOR: Concentrate, Tegan! You can override the effects. Concentrate hard! Get back to the TARDIS and tell Nyssa what's happening. (The ANDROID pulls the DOCTOR away from TEGAN.) DOCTOR: (to RICHARD MACE) You'd better prepare yourself for a shock. RICHARD MACE: What now? DOCTOR: I don't think you'll've seen anything quite like a terileptil before. (The ANDROID crosses to the energy barrier's switch, and presses it.) 28. Cellar, Control Room (The energy barrier concealing the room is opened. The TERILEPTIL can see that the ANDROID has the DOCTOR and his companion, RICHARD MACE, prisoner. He breathes a sigh of satisfaction that makes RICHARD MACE cower against the DOCTOR.) DOCTOR: (to RICHARD MACE) It's alright! (to TERILEPTIL as he enters the room) How do you do? I'm the Doctor. Are you in charge here? TERILEPTIL: You will remain silent! DOCTOR: Sorry! It's just... I'm quite concerned about a couple of friends I left here. I've already seen Tegan, but I'd like to know that the boy, Adric... TERILEPTIL: Your friends are of no interest to me. DOCTOR: Well, that's unfortunate, because we had intended to help you. TERILEPTIL: Help me? (turning, to show the DOCTOR his scaring) You would help a terileptil? DOCTOR: ...to get back to your own planet, yes! TERILEPTIL: You must think me a fool! DOCTOR: Not at all! TERILEPTIL: Look at me, Doctor. Do you see this? (The DOCTOR seems to recoil at the scaring, and missing eye.) TERILEPTIL: This is not natural to my physiognomy. DOCTOR: So, you've been to prison. What does that matter? TERILEPTIL: How do you know that? DOCTOR: There's only one place in the universe a terileptil can acquire such scaring. Tinclavic mines on Raga. TERILEPTIL: And to be sentenced to Raga is always for life. DOCTOR: Terileptil law was never my strong point. TERILEPTIL: Doctor, I am a fugitive. The last place I want to go is home. Only death awaits me there. DOCTOR: I see your point, but there are countless uninhabited planets you could settle on. TERILEPTIL: Ah, yes. To live a primitive life without grace or beauty. DOCTOR: You're highly intelligent. You have your androids; your skills. Your way of life wouldn't remain primitive for long. TERILEPTIL: But, we would have no ship, and without one we would be defenceless; Prey to any terileptil scout party. DOCTOR: I can take you anywhere you want. A billion light years from your home planet. You'd never be found. TERILEPTIL: No, Doctor. A barren rock in space is not an acceptable alternative. Especially when you are my prisoner, and your ship is for the taking. DOCTOR: I can't let you do that. TERILEPTIL: You are not in a position to refuse. DOCTOR: The TARDIS is a very temperamental machine, needing very careful handling. TERILEPTIL: Oh, we shall see that it is handled with the utmost care. DOCTOR: You didn't take very good care of your own ship. TERILEPTIL: Had it not been damaged in an asteroid storm, it would have not succumb to the gravitational pull of this planet. DOCTOR: I gather it's break-up made an impressive spectacle. TERILEPTIL: (Gasps in horror) It cost the lives of all but myself and three of my comrades. DOCTOR: There are only four of you? TERILEPTIL: Three now. But, it is enough. DOCTOR: ...against the millions who already live on this planet? You'd never establish yourself here. TERILEPTIL: You are assuming we plan to coexist. DOCTOR: Genocide? TERILEPTIL: The primitives on this planet are too wilful and aggressive. I have little need for them. Especially, now, we have your TARDIS. DOCTOR: You'll find their annihilation more difficult than you think. And the TARDIS will not help you. TERILEPTIL: The TARDIS will not be necessary. (RICHARD MACE steps up to the DOCTOR to talk to him.) RICHARD MACE: This thing is talking of mass mrder? TERILEPTIL: Is he a primitive? DOCTOR: ...Uh?!...(clears his throat) RICHARD MACE: There is nothing primitive about me, sir! TERILEPTIL: So much pride in something so stupid. I could destroy you now. RICHARD MACE: Let me see you try. (The TERILEPTIL lashes out in anger, knocking RICHARD MACE aside, into the arms of the ANDROID.) TERILEPTIL: (to the ANDROID) Fit the primitive with a bracelet. DOCTOR: He is one untrained man. What will you do when they send thousands of their soldiers against you? TERILEPTIL: Oh, you are so right, Doctor. We cannot fight as warriors. But, I have devised a plan that will make that unnecessary. 29. Nyssa & Tegan's Bedroom ADRIC: (carrying in some components) ...these what you want? NYSSA: That's right! ADRIC: How much more have you got to do on that? NYSSA: Not much. Although the Doctor will have to check some of the adjustments. ADRIC: If we ever see him again. NYSSA: I'm sure he's alright. ADRIC: But, what about Tegan? NYSSA: Try not to worry. You can't do anything for her. ADRIC: No. I can't do anything for anyone. I can't even help you on that. I'm going to look for the Doctor. NYSSA: Adric! ADRIC: He might be in trouble. NYSSA: And what will you be able to do? ADRIC: More than just wait. (ADRIC rushes out towards the console room. NYSSA follows.) 30. Console Room (The scanner shows there is no one outside.) NYSSA: Adric? Where will you go? ADRIC: To the mill. NYSSA: You could easily miss him. ADRIC: So you keep saying. Look, just don't worry, Nyssa. Everything will be alright. (ADRIC opens the TARDIS outer doors and leaves.) NYSSA: Adric, no! (to herself) Why won't he listen to me? 31. Woods, just outside the TARDIS (ADRIC walks towards the mill, but the three VILLAGERS jump out of hiding and capture him.) 32. Console Room (NYSSA watches all this on the scanner.) NYSSA: Oh, no! (She desperately runs to the door, but it is closed. She turns round and operates the door mechanism on the console, and the door opens. She realises that she could do nothing if she went out, too. She reluctantly closes the door.) 33. Wine Cellar / Cellar, Control Room DOCTOR: Neat idea! Dressing the Android up as death. TERILEPTIL: It created the confusion I wanted. DOCTOR: Yes! (The DOCTOR breaths on the ANDROID, then makes to polish it with his sleeve. The ANDROID moves away.) DOCTOR: I saw him in action in the sab. TERILEPTIL: (picking up a set of ancient handcuffs) I have always found fear an excellent tool. DOCTOR: Tell me! What happened to the occupants of this house? TERILEPTIL: A noble death. They were allowed to die fighting. (The TERILEPTIL puts the handcuffs on the DOCTOR.) DOCTOR: I've never been able to reconcile the Terileptil's love of art and beauty with their love of wr. (The handcuffs are locked.) DOCTOR: Don't I qualify for a bracelet? TERILEPTIL: No. Your mind would override the effects. DOCTOR: Cruder, but more effective, hey? TERILEPTIL: wr is honourable, Doctor. Even on this planet it is considered so. DOCTOR: Oh, I know. But, by your admission these people are still primitive. What's your excuse? TERILEPTIL: (angrily) Grrr! 34. Nyssa & Tegan's Bedroom (NYSSA, upset, walks in and kicks the sonic booster.) NYSSA: Stupid machine! 35. Cellar Hall (The ANDROID brings the DOCTOR to a cell. The DOCTOR is again stopped remotely by the ANDROID. The ANDROID opens the door and pushes the DOCTOR in.) 36. Woods (ADRIC is being led away by the VILLAGERS.) ADRIC: Get off! 37. Cellar. Cell (The DOCTOR rummages through his pockets and his sonic screwdriver drops to the floor.) DOCTOR: Oh, for a proper key. 38. Squire's House. Front door (The TERILEPTIL approaches the awaiting MILLER and his cart.) TERILEPTIL: Hurry! Help the others. (TEGAN and RICHARD MACE emerge from the house carrying boxes. The MILLER places them in the cart.) 39. Cellar, Control Room (The TERILEPTIL enters, and places a vial in a hypodermic injector.) 40. Cellar. Cell (The DOCTOR takes out a safety pin from his jacket, and places it with the sonic screwdriver. He has already found some string and two batteries which have been laid on the floor.) DOCTOR: Someday, I must get a proper survival kit together. (The DOCTOR hears the door being unlocked. He, quickly, tries to stuff everything into his pockets, handicapped by the handcuffs he is wearing. The door opens, and the TERILEPTIL walks in. The DOCTOR has had no time to hide the sonic screwdriver, and hides it from him) TERILEPTIL: Stay where you are, Doctor! (RICHARD MACE appears from behind the TERILEPTIL.) TERILEPTIL: (to RICHARD MACE) sht him if he moves. (to DOCTOR) Now, turn around. (TEGAN walks in with a large cage, covered with sack cloth. She puts it down on a bench, and stands beside it. The DOCTOR turns, still trying to hide the sonic screwdriver.) TERILEPTIL: Drop the sonic device. (The DOCTOR drops it to the floor.) DOCTOR: Isn't my day, is it? (The TERILEPTIL aims at the sonic screwdriver with one blast of his gn. It bursts into flames.) DOCTOR: I feel as though you've just klled an old friend. TERILEPTIL: It is with some sadness that I tell you, you are about to join it. DOCTOR: Why not smile, and let me live? TERILEPTIL: If I did that, you'd be more of a menace than all the primitives on this planet. DOCTOR: You overestimate me. TERILEPTIL: ...and then there would be the argument over the TARDIS. Ah, you would have made a useful ally, but I'm afraid I think you are better dad (pause) I said I would demonstrate how I'm to rid this planet of all it's primitives. It's very simple. (He waves at TEGAN. She uncovers the cage, revealing rats inside. The TERILEPTIL uses his hypodermic injector to administer the contents of the vial.) DOCTOR: The poor old black rat and his flea. TERILEPTIL: The infection it now carries has been genetically re-engineered. Although heavily infected, it will outlive you all. DOCTOR: But, you'd need thousands of them. TERILEPTIL: I have thousands of them! They're awaiting release in... a nearby city. Their infection will kll every living thing. DOCTOR: I thought the local plague was already doing that? TERILEPTIL: Ah! But, our rats will insure there are no survivors. A final visitation. DOCTOR: Then, who will serve you? TERILEPTIL: Now we have your TARDIS, we can travel the universe and acquire androids. DOCTOR: This carnage isn't necessary! TERILEPTIL: It's survival, Doctor! Just as these primitives kll lesser species to protect themselves, so I kll them. DOCTOR: That's hardly an argument... TERILEPTIL: (angrily) It's not supposed to be an argument. It's a statement. (pause) If you try to escape or interfere with this cage, your friends controlled minds have but one thought. To kll you! (The TERILEPTIL leaves, locking the door behind him. RICHARD MACE, holding a (flintlock) gn, moves to cover the door.) DOCTOR: Tegan? I know you never listen to a word I say, but, please put the cover back on the cage. You can do it. Just concentrate and you can override the control. Think hard! Cover the cage! (TEGAN starts to release the cage door. The DOCTOR moves forward. RICHARD MACE raises his gn, stopping the DOCTOR.) DOCTOR: No, don't! Please listen to me! It's the Doctor. Don't open it! If you do it's the end for us all... (Zoom in on TEGAN'S hand opening cage door.)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x15 - The Visitation - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
Written By: Eric Saward Episode Four Original Air Date: 23 February, 1982 7:05pm - 7:30pm 1. Squire's House. Cellar. Cell (The DOCTOR is held prisoner. The TERILEPTIL is explaining that the black rat is to kll humanity. We see a cage of rats that have been infected by a genetically re-engineered version of the black death.) TERILEPTIL: ...A final visitation. DOCTOR: Then, who will serve you? TERILEPTIL: Now we have your TARDIS, we can travel the universe and acquire androids. DOCTOR: This carnage isn't necessary! TERILEPTIL: It's survival, Doctor! Just as these primitives kll lesser species to protect themselves, so I kll them. DOCTOR: That's hardly an argument... TERILEPTIL: (angrily) It's not supposed to be an argument. It's a statement. If you try to escape or interfere with this cage, your friends controlled minds have but one thought. ...to kll you! (The TERILEPTIL leaves, locking the door behind him. RICHARD MACE, holding a gn, moves to cover the door.) DOCTOR: Tegan? I know you never listen to a word I say, but, please put the cover back on the cage. You can do it. Just concentrate and you can override the control. Think hard! Cover the cage! (TEGAN starts to release the cage door. The DOCTOR moves forward. RICHARD MACE raises his gn, stopping the DOCTOR.) DOCTOR: No, don't! Please listen to me! It's the Doctor. Don't open it! If you do it's the end for us all... (The cage door is almost open. The DOCTOR discharges a power pack, hitting RICHARD MACE. He drops his gn, and stumbles back onto the bed. The DOCTOR struggles with TEGAN.) DOCTOR: Tegan! Tegan, we haven't got time to fight. (The DOCTOR removes the power pack from her bracelet. She collapses. He sits next to RICHARD MACE and does the same for him.) DOCTOR: (to RICHARD MACE) How are you feeling? RICHARD MACE: What happened? DOCTOR: Steady! You'll be all right. RICHARD MACE: How do you know that? DOCTOR: I'm the Doctor. (pause) Take it easy. (The DOCTOR gets up again to check on a recovering TEGAN.) 2. Driveway, Squire's House (The MILLER, the TERILEPTIL, and the ANDROID are by the cart, waiting to leave.) TERILEPTIL: You! Search for the TARDIS, and when you find it, pilot it to the base yourself. (The ANDROID, with his DEATH mask, turns round and leaves.) 3. Woods (ADRIC is lead through the woods by some VILLAGERS.) 4. Cellar. Cell (The DOCTOR leads TEGAN to the bed so that she can rest. The DOCTOR sits beside her. RICHARD MACE paces around the room.) DOCTOR: How do you feel, now? TEGAN: Groggy, sore and bad-tempered! DOCTOR: Oh, almost your old self. TEGAN: It's not very funny. I feel awful. Why's he so full of beans? RICHARD MACE: I'm a man of iron. DOCTOR: More likely, the electrical charge I gave him. (The DOCTOR looks at handcuffs.) DOCTOR: So, what am I to do about these? (The DOCTOR holds the handcuffs up.) RICHARD MACE: Have no fear! I am at hand. Have you a piece of wire? (The DOCTOR takes a safety pin from his pocket.) DOCTOR: (handing the safety pin to RICHARD MACE) Will this be any good? RICHARD MACE: Ah, interesting device. Perfect! (starts to unlock the handcuffs) I once knew a French acrobat. He wasn't very good at tumbling, but his skill with a piece of bent iron was phenomenal. Luckily, he passed his skill onto me which made me (able) to extricate my fee from the strong boxes of more than one disreputable theatre manager. (opens the handcuffs) Eureka! 5. NYSSA and TEGAN'S Bedroom (NYSSA connects the heavy duty cable to the sonic booster.) 6. Driveway, Squire's House (The TERILEPTIL, now on the cart, speaks to the MILLER.) TERILEPTIL: Return to the laboratory. You have my instructions. MILLER: Gid-up! Walk on! (The horse and cart move off, and the MILLER returns to the house.) 7. Cellar. Cell (RICHARD MACE is trying to open the door with the safety pin.) TEGAN: Will the terileptil really do what he said? DOCTOR: Open the cage and find out. TEGAN: Well, I meant on such a scale? DOCTOR: Oh, yes. TEGAN: To kll all those people, it's monstrous! DOCTOR: The terileptils find it disturbingly easy to justify themselves. (to RICHARD MACE) How are you doing with that lock? RICHARD MACE: Gently, sir! Picking a lock is an art. TEGAN: Can't you use your screwdriver? (The DOCTOR points to his destroyed sonic screwdriver. TEGAN picks up the gn from the floor.) TEGAN: What about the gn? RICHARD MACE: No, no! No, that would be heard. TEGAN: (seemingly pointing the gn at the DOCTOR) Can't we risk it? DOCTOR: Uh, (Seeing the gn pointing at him, he reaches over, and takes it from her.) DOCTOR: just a moment more! RICHARD MACE: I'm nearly there! TEGAN: It's impossible. You can't pick a lock with a safety pin. RICHARD MACE: I released the Doctor. TEGAN: Yes, that was handcuffs. I'm talking about a door lock. (to the DOCTOR) For all we know the Terileptil and the android could be miles away by now. DOCTOR: You're right. (to RICHARD MACE) Stand back! RICHARD MACE: (still fiddling with the lock) Five seconds longer. DOCTOR: I said, stand back. (RICHARD MACE continues to fiddle with the lock as he begins to move away. Once RICHARD MACE is far enough away the DOCTOR sh*t a hole in the door. Once it is safe, RICHARD MACE darts to the door and inspects it.) RICHARD MACE: You missed! You wasted our only sht. DOCTOR: I never miss. RICHARD MACE: (pointing) There's your sht; there is the lock. (Spanning the gap with his hand) A span separates them both. DOCTOR: Try the door. (RICHARD MACE opens the door, amazed.) DOCTOR: You see! (The DOCTOR and TEGAN go through the door.) RICHARD MACE: Impossible! I must have picked it. (RICHARD MACE follows them.) 8. NYSSA and TEGAN'S Bedroom (NYSSA puts on some earmuffs, then switches on the sonic booster. The room vibrates. She switches it off, satisfied that it works) NYSSA: Done it! 9. Cellar, Control Room (The DOCTOR, hidden, creeps towards the room. The MILLER spots him, and closes the energy barrier.) 10. Wine Cellar (The DOCTOR rushes to the door, but it is too late. The wooden door leading to the rest of the house closes, and locks.) TEGAN: Not again? 11. Cellar, Control Room (The MILLER crosses to the far side of the room. Putting down his gn, he waits.) 12. Wine Cellar (The DOCTOR sighs as he tries the switch to open the barrier, without success.) DOCTOR: The master control is overriding the switch. Stack some of these empty boxes up along here. (The DOCTOR points to where he wants them. He begins to dismantle the switch.) TEGAN: Now, what are you up to? (Then, the DOCTOR sticks the safety pin into it.) 13. Cellar, Control Room (and the Wine Cellar) (The energy barrier dissipates. The MILLER looks on in surprise. Taking his gn, he tries to activate the barrier again, with no success. He ventures forwards, pointing his gn. TEGAN pops up from behind the far boxes.) TEGAN: G'day (The MILLER aims his gn at her, but is knocked over by falling boxes, pushed by the DOCTOR. The gn goes off, hurting no one. The DOCTOR takes the power pack from the MILLER'S bracelet.) TEGAN: (to the MILLER) You all right? DOCTOR: Just stunned! (The DOCTOR enters the Control Room, followed by TEGAN and RICHARD MACE.) DOCTOR: They've gone! TEGAN: But, where? DOCTOR: A nearby city. Which is the nearest city? RICHARD MACE: London. TEGAN: We'll never find them there! DOCTOR: Have a look around. See what papers you can find. TEGAN: Oh, you think they'd've left a forwarding address. DOCTOR: (angrily) Will you... (calms down) Just look around. There might be something. 14. Woods (The VILLAGERS still have ADRIC. The ANDROID appears dressed as DEATH, scaring the VILLAGERS. They run off, screaming, letting ADRIC escape. Hiding behind a tree, he observes the ANDROID, and decides to follow it as it moves off.) 15. Cellar, Control Room (RICHARD MACE and TEGAN look through papers that they have found, whilst the DOCTOR looks at the machinery.) RICHARD MACE: I can't make head nor tail of this. DOCTOR: You wouldn't. TEGAN: It's all mathematical formulae. DOCTOR: ...or Terileptian script. You know, I didn't realise their technology was so advanced. TEGAN: (sarcastically) I'm so glad you're impressed. DOCTOR: What? Oh, yes. RICHARD MACE: (tossing the papers aside) I mean we can't even read them. DOCTOR: Doesn't matter. (The DOCTOR pushes some buttons, then opens up a panel to take out what looks like a computer microchip board.) DOCTOR: Ah, this is it. Let's see them replace this in a hurry. TEGAN: What is it? DOCTOR: The control panel. I've disconnected it. TEGAN: (sarcastically) Oh, great! You've liberated a whole lot of villagers. What about the base? DOCTOR: Oh, we'll find it. TEGAN: (even more sarcastically) Just like you found Heathrow? DOCTOR: (fed up of TEGAN'S sarcasm, he changes the subject) Let's get back to the TARDIS. 16. Wood, near the TARDIS (ADRIC follows the ANDROID.) 17. TARDIS Console Room (NYSSA, whilst putting away the toolbox, sees ADRIC approach the TARDIS on the scanner. She opens the doors.) 18. Wood, near the TARDIS (NYSSA comes out of the TARDIS and waves to ADRIC, who appears to wave back, but he is warning her.) ADRIC: Look out! (NYSSA turns round to see the ANDROID emerging from behind the TARDIS. She quickly runs back into the TARDIS, and tries to close the door, with no avail. The ANDROID prevents her. ADRIC runs up and attcks the ANDROID. It knocks him down.) 19. TARDIS, Console Room (The ANDROID enters and fires his gn.) 20. NYSSA and TEGAN'S Bedroom (NYSSA puts on her earmuffs.) 21. TARDIS, Console Room (The ANDROID puts down his mask on the console and makes his way further into the TARDIS.) 22. NYSSA and TEGAN'S Bedroom (NYSSA starts up the sonic booster. The ANDROID enters the bedroom and fires his laser at the sonic booster. And fires again, but the sonic booster is impairing its balance and aim. He fires again, but the laser is weak. It blows up.) (NYSSA disconnects the heavy duty cable from the sonic booster. She collects a fre extinguisher from a box in the hall, and puts out a small fre created by the ANDROID when it blew up. She sits on the bed, takes off the earmuffs and sighs.) (ADRIC enters the TARDIS, and crosses over to the bedroom. He sees the ANDROID is destroyed and smiles.) ADRIC: You did it! NYSSA: (sadly) I did it. ADRIC: You all right? Not hurt? NYSSA: I'm fine. Just a little sad. It was such a magnificent machine. ADRIC: That machine tried to kll you. NYSSA: It was a slve. It was only doing what it was told. (pause) I think we should check how much damage has been done to the TARDIS. (Putting down the earmuffs on the bed, NYSSA starts to move away to the...) 23. Hall, leading to the Console Room (ADRIC follows her.) ADRIC: What about the Doctor and Tegan? NYSSA: Where do we look? ADRIC: Tegan will still be at the house. Now you've destroyed the android it's perfectly safe to go there. NYSSA: It's beginning to get dark. Aren't you forgetting the woods are still full of your friendly villagers? ADRIC: We could go in the TARDIS. NYSSA: No, Adric! You move this ship and we could finish up anywhere. ADRIC: And if we don't, (emphasises his words) the Doctor and Tegan could finish up dad. (NYSSA thinks about this.) 24. London. A City Gate (The TERILEPTIL drives the cart into London.) 25. Squire's House. Servant's Hall (RICHARD MACE loads himself up with gn from the wapon cupboard.) 26. Main Hall (TEGAN checks the front door. The DOCTOR checks the window.) TEGAN: Still locked. (The DOCTOR, now, checks the front door.) DOCTOR: So is this! (TEGAN is dumbfounded.) 27. Living Room (The DOCTOR enters and crosses to the window. RICHARD MACE enters from the servant's hall, overloaded with wapon.) DOCTOR: (trying to open the window) Ah, we'll try this one. TEGAN: Oh, not again! RICHARD MACE: Uh, That exit is impossible, my dear sir. I would never get through it. DOCTOR: If you abandon some of that junk, you might. RICHARD MACE: This, my Doctor, is our insurance. TEGAN: Looks more like overkill to me. DOCTOR: It's stuck! TEGAN: Can't be! DOCTOR: It's been sealed. We'll have to find the back door. (There is a sound. The sound of the TARDIS materialising. They all look around.) RICHARD MACE: What is that? DOCTOR: Help, if we're lucky. (The TARDIS flickers in and out of existence near the window.) TEGAN: What's wrong? DOCTOR: I don't know. TEGAN: Not the android? 28. TARDIS, Console Room (ADRIC fiddles with the controls of the console, but the time rotor goes dad.) NYSSA: Stay calm! Why won't it work? ADRIC: Perhaps, I'm pushing the wrong buttons. NYSSA: Maybe, she was damaged by the booster. 29. Living Room (The TARDIS continues to flicker in and out of existence.) RICHARD MACE: What is this? DOCTOR: It may be the only glimpse you ever get of my TARDIS. 30. TARDIS, Console Room (ADRIC continues to press buttons.) NYSSA: Try and think what the Doctor would do if he were here. ADRIC: He'd probably get angry. NYSSA: I said empathise, not be silly. (ADRIC thinks.) ADRIC: Got it! (ADRIC thumps the console. The time rotor begins to move. ADRIC waves his arms in a gesture of 'There you are, I have done it') NYSSA: Brilliant! 31. Living Room (The TARDIS materialises fully.) TEGAN: At last! You really should get this crate serviced, you know! (ADRIC pops his head out of the TARDIS.) ADRIC: We made it! (spots the others) Doctor! Tegan! You're safe! DOCTOR: So, you got here at last. TEGAN: Come on, Doctor, be grateful! If nothing else, it saved us a long walk. DOCTOR: I like long walks. (The DOCTOR makes his way to the TARDIS. NYSSA has already come out.) NYSSA: (to the DOCTOR) It worked! (The DOCTOR enters the TARDIS.) TEGAN: (to ADRIC) Anyway, I'm pleased to see you. RICHARD MACE: I, too, my friend. ADRIC: Where's the terileptil? TEGAN: Ask the Doctor. 32. TARDIS, NYSSA and TEGAN'S Bedroom (The ANDROID lays on the floor, destroyed. The DOCTOR examines it. He, then, goes to the...) 33. Console Room (NYSSA enters the TARDIS. The DOCTOR approaches her.) DOCTOR: Well, I knew the booster would work in theory, but practice is another matter. NYSSA: Thank you. (TEGAN, ADRIC, and RICHARD MACE have also entered the TARDIS.) RICHARD MACE: This isn't possible! ADRIC: That's what I thought at first. But, it is! (The DOCTOR has gn to set the controls of the console.) RICHARD MACE: It's amazing! Quite amazing! NYSSA: (to the DOCTOR) Where are we going? DOCTOR: Oh, in search of our terileptil. (The DOCTOR thumps the console to make it work, just like ADRIC had done.) ADRIC: You know where he is? DOCTOR: Yes! Yes! That's why I'm searching. 34. London. A Group of Houses Outside a Bakery (The TERILEPTIL stops his cart, dismounts, and enters the bakery.) 35. TARDIS, Console Room (The scanner shows a map of old London. A white line traverses it, rapidly. All wait in anticipation.) TEGAN: Will you, please, tell me why we're doing this? DOCTOR: Wait and see! (On the scanner, the white line homes in on something. Suddenly, two white lines criss-cross. Something has been found.) DOCTOR: That's it! (The DOCTOR leaps to the console, pressing buttons.) TEGAN: What is it? DOCTOR: The terileptil base. TEGAN: How do you know? (On the scanner, a diamond shape envelopes a small area of the map.) ADRIC: There's something there. TEGAN: How do you know it's their base? DOCTOR: It's an electrical emission from a piece of scientific equipment. Not something you'd expect to find in seventeenth century earth. TEGAN: Why didn't you say that's what you were looking for? DOCTOR: Because, I wasn't looking for it until I found it. 36. London. A Group of Houses Outside the Bakery (A man walks passed the houses and down the street. The TARDIS materialises, scaring the horses. The DOCTOR exits the TARDIS.) 37. Bakery, Rear Room (The soliton machine is fully operational. The TERILEPTILS take in the air that is second nature to them, soliton.) TERILEPTIL: Enough! (The machine is switched off. The other TERILEPTILS move it away.) 38. Outside the Bakery (The horse and cart stand outside the bakery.) DOCTOR: (about the horse) Here's an old friend. ADRIC: But, where are the terileptils? They could be anywhere around here! DOCTOR: When a miller's cart stands outside a bakery, it isn't hard to deduce where the miller is. (The DOCTOR approaches the house, the 'Baker' sign is now visible.) DOCTOR: Almost as if we were expect. (The DOCTOR enters the house.) 39. Bakery, Front Room (The room glows from the fre of the bread oven.) (The Doctor and then the others enter. Adric falls over, making a clatter.) 40. Back Room TERILEPTIL: (hearing the noise) Quickly, the door! (The other TERILEPTILS cover the door.) 41. Bakery, Front Room (RICHARD MACE lights a torch from the fre.) NYSSA: Where are they? (RICHARD MACE hands the DOCTOR the torch.) 42. Back Room (The DOCTOR and RICHARD MACE enter the room, RICHARD MACE pointing his gn. The DOCTOR sees the TERILEPTIL. The other TERILEPTILS are hiding behind the door.) DOCTOR: Good evening! TERILEPTIL: Welcome, Doctor! DOCTOR: You're expecting me? TERILEPTIL: I was expecting my android, but, if you have brought the TARDIS here yourself, so be it. DOCTOR: I brought the android as well. TERILEPTIL: ...and your friends. Please, come in. But, first, put away your gn. RICHARD MACE: You jest, sir! TERILEPTIL: No, see! (puts down his gn) I mean you no harm. I have obviously underestimated you all. (The DOCTOR and RICHARD MACE, unconvinced, do not move.) TERILEPTIL: Now! (The other TERILEPTILS close the door, trapping the DOCTOR and RICHARD MACE. A TERILEPTIL attcks RICHARD MACE, who fires his gn and the TERILEPTIL is ht. It collapses. RICHARD MACE stumbles back and the lead TERILEPTIL tackles him. It drops its laser gn in the struggle. Another TERILEPTIL tries to strangle the DOCTOR, making him drop the torch. The torch lights the straw on the floor. The DOCTOR winds his TERILEPTIL.) (NYSSA and TEGAN enter. TEGAN picks up the gn and starts battering the TERILEPTIL attacking the DOCTOR, releasing him. NYSSA and ADRIC try to put out the fre using sacks. The DOCTOR releases RICHARD MACE from the lead TERILEPTIL, who then grabs the DOCTOR'S leg. He escapes from the grasp, obviously wounded.) (fre approaches the dropped TERILEPTIL gn. It starts to bleep alarmingly.) TEGAN: What's that? DOCTOR: The gn's about to explode! (The gn looks ready to go, as fre envelopes it.) DOCTOR: Quick, everyone out of here! (Everyone is shepherded out, ADRIC being the last to be pushed out by the DOCTOR.) 43. Front Room (The house starts to disintegrate because of the fre.) 44. Outside the Bakery (The DOCTOR, NYSSA, TEGAN, RICHARD MACE and ADRIC are safe outside the house.) NYSSA: Shouldn't we try and help them? (There is an explsin from within the house.) DOCTOR: Too late! That's the soliton machine exploding. (The horse stirs, scared. RICHARD MACE calms it.) DOCTOR: Wait! Quick! Everything into the flames. (He picks up the contaminated boxes from the cart and throws them into the fre. The others do the same.) RICHARD MACE: (calling) Night Watchman! (The NIGHT WATCHMAN appears.) RICHARD MACE: Fetch a squirter! Arouse the street! 45. Back Room (The TERILEPTIL screams in pain as blisters burst on his face from the intense heat.) 46. Outside the Bakery DOCTOR: We must go! Our presence here would raise too many awkward questions. Could we drop you off anywhere? RICHARD MACE: I'm afraid your pace of life is a little to fast for me, sir. (Burning timber is falling from the house.) RICHARD MACE: Ah! I shall stay here and fight the fre. A much, much quieter occupation. DOCTOR: (to the companions) Into the TARDIS! RICHARD MACE: Goodbye, Doctor! DOCTOR: Oh, (finding the control panel in his pocket) a keepsake! (The DOCTOR gives RICHARD MACE the control panel.) RICHARD MACE: Ah! DOCTOR: Good luck! (The DOCTOR reaches the door of the TARDIS. NYSSA is waiting for him.) NYSSA: Won't it confuse the archaeologists? (The DOCTOR and NYSSA enter the TARDIS. RICHARD MACE is nearly ht by falling debris as the fre continues. The TARDIS dematerialises.) RICHARD MACE: (calling out) Goodbye, Doctor! 47. TARDIS, Console Room (The DOCTOR sings 'London bridge is falling down' as he sets the controls.) TEGAN: Doctor, shouldn't we have helped put out the fre? We are partially responsible. DOCTOR: I have a sneaking suspicion, (puts his hat on the hat stand) this fre should be allowed to run its course. ADRIC: How do you mean? DOCTOR: I'll explain, someday. 48. Outside the Bakery (A plaque clearly has the name of the street chalked upon it. Pudding Lane. It is enveloped by flames. The Great fre of London of 1666, rages on...)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x16 - The Visitation - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
BLACK ORCHID BY: TERENCE DUDLEY Part One Original Air Date: 1 March 1982 Running time: 24:56 NYSSA: Where are we? ADRIC: Earth again. TEGAN: I did say I wanted to stay with the crew for a while. You can stop trying to get me back to Heathrow. DOCTOR: I have. TEGAN: You certainly know how to fly this crate, don't you. DOCTOR: What's the matter, old girl? Why this compulsion for planet Earth? NYSSA: What is this place? DOCTOR: A railway station. TEGAN: Ah, but when? DOCTOR: Three o'clock, June the 11th, 1925. TEGAN: I haven't been born yet. DOCTOR: It's interesting, isn't it. And no jet lag. Shall we go outside? NYSSA: You think that wise, considering what we've just done to London? DOCTOR: Oh, that would have happened if we'd been there or not. All part of Earth's history. NYSSA: I hope you're right. TEGAN: Well, I'd like to take a look. DOCTOR: Come on. ADRIC: So what is a railway station? DOCTOR: Well, a place where one embarks and disembarks from compartments on wheels, drawn along these rails by a steam engine. Rarely on time. NYSSA: What a very silly activity. DOCTOR: You think so? As a boy I always wanted to drive one. TANNER: Good afternoon, sir. I'm Tanner, Lord Cranleigh's chauffeur. DOCTOR: Lord Cranleigh? TANNER: Yes, sir. DOCTOR: We're expected? TANNER: Oh yes, sir. You are the Doctor? DOCTOR: Indeed. NYSSA: May I ask what you're staring at? TANNER: I'm sorry, miss. TANNER: Please, sir, if you don't mind. The game's already started. His lordship won the toss and decided to bat first to give you time to get here. That train's always slate. DOCTOR: That's very thoughtful of his Lordship. TANNER: Er, yes, sir. But I do think we should hurry. His lordship is a first class bat, but I'm not quite sure how strong his support is this year. DOCTOR: Come on, you lot. TEGAN: Now what? Where are we going? DOCTOR: To a cricket match. TEGAN: Why? DOCTOR: Why not? STATIONMASTER: It's out here on the platform. STATIONMASTER: Here, what do you make of that, Constable? [/i] CHARLES: Ah, there you are, man, good. I'm Cranleigh. Didn't expect four of you. CHARLES: Good lord. Er, I'm so sorry. Do forgive me for staring. You look exactly like my fiancée. It's quite uncanny. DOCTOR: This is Nyssa. CHARLES: You must meet her. DOCTOR: And Adric and Tegan. CHARLES: How do you do. Well, you'd better pad up, Doctor. Got your gear? DOCTOR: Ah, I regret I have none. CHARLES: No matter, I'll fix you up. We're taking a terrible thrashing. 54 for 8. I made a duck. CHARLES: Smutty said he'd send a useful bat. DOCTOR: Smutty? CHARLES: Smutty Thomas. Oh, don't you call him Smutty at Guys? DOCTOR: Er, no, as a matter of fact. CHARLES: Oh, he was Smutty at school. Now, the wicket's very green, the ball's keeping low. Any good with the ball? DOCTOR: Not bad. CHARLES: Good. Medium pace? Slow? DOCTOR: Fast. CHARLES: Top hole. CHARLES: Good luck, old boy. DOCTOR: Middle stump! CHARLES: Well played, sir. CHARLES: Splendid! CHARLES: Mother, may I introduce Tegan and Adric. LADY CRANLEIGH: How do you do? What enchanting names. CHARLES: And this is Nyssa. LADY CRANLEIGH: How extraordinary! CHARLES: Yes, isn't it. LADY CRANLEIGH: Worcestershire. CHARLES: Apparently not. LADY CRANLEIGH: Nyssa, did you say? CHARLES: Yes. LADY CRANLEIGH: Forgive me, my dear, but you must be a Worcestershire Talbot. NYSSA: No, I'm not. LADY CRANLEIGH: Are you quite sure? NYSSA: Quite sure. LADY CRANLEIGH: Robert? MUIR: Uncanny. Quite uncanny. LADY CRANLEIGH: Two peas in a pod. Positively two peas in a pod. NYSSA: I beg your pardon? LADY CRANLEIGH: Forgive a pardonably curiosity, my dear, but where are you from? NYSSA: The Empire of Traken. LADY CRANLEIGH: Really. LADY CRANLEIGH: Your Doctor substitute has made your score almost respectable, Charles. CHARLES: Perfectly ripping performance. Much better player than Smutty. DOCTOR: Howzat! TEGAN: Oh, well bowled! WICKET: Howzat! CHARLES: Well done. DOCTOR: Howzat! DOCTOR: Howzat! DOCTOR: Howzat! CHARLES: Ripping performance, old boy. Come over to the house and meet the mater. CHARLES: Mother, may I present the Doctor. LADY CRANLEIGH: How do you do? DOCTOR: How do you do. LADY CRANLEIGH: Doctor who? CHARLES: I'm sorry, Mother, but he'd like to remain incognito, and I think we should respect that after what he's done today. LADY CRANLEIGH: Of course. MUIR: First rate, sir. CHARLES: Sir Robert Muir, the Chief Constable. MUIR: A superb innings, worthy of the master. DOCTOR: The Master? MUIR: Well, the other doctor. MUIR: W G Grace. DOCTOR: Yes, of course. LADY CRANLEIGH: Are you able to stay for the ball, Doctor? CHARLES: Yes, you must. I insist now, all of you. DOCTOR: Thank you. LADY CRANLEIGH: We have one every year in aid of the Hospital for Sick Children. TEGAN: It's fancy dress, isn't it? CHARLES: Yes. TEGAN: We haven't got any costumes. MUIR: I was just thinking how charming yours was. CHARLES: Costumes are no problem. We keep a selection for last minute guests. I'm sure we can fix you up. Well, Doctor, how would you like to take a cocktail to your bath? DOCTOR: Well, certainly a cold drink. ADRIC: What do you do with a cocktail in a bath? CHARLES: Drink it, old boy. CHARLES: Ah, Ann, my dear. Come and meet the hero of the day, and. DOCTOR: Great Scott. CHARLES: Ann Talbot, my fiancée, this is Nyssa. ANN: How do you do? NYSSA: How do you do? CHARLES: And this is the Doctor, and Tegan and Adric. ANN: Worcester. Have you an Uncle Percy? LADY CRANLEIGH: Not a Worcestershire Talbot. ANN: Then where are you from? NYSSA: Traken. ANN: Where's that? MUIR: Near Esher, isn't it? ANN: Could there be Talbots near Esher? LADY CRANLEIGH: Not possible. The hunt isn't good enough. CHARLES: Well, Doctor, what can I offer you? Brewster here can make absolutely anything quite superbly. DOCTOR: Well, I do have a terrible thirst. Perhaps a lemonade with lots of ice. CHARLES: Ann? ANN: The same as the Doctor, please. CHARLES: My dear? TEGAN: A screwdriver, please. CHARLES: Ah, a screwdriver, Brewster. And? NYSSA: Thank you. I'll have the same. CHARLES: Better make that orange juice for the children, Brewster. BREWSTER: My lord. CHARLES: Bob, same again? MUIR: Thank you, Charles. CHARLES: And a Tom Collins. DOCTOR: Well, it's very charming of you to make us so welcome. ANN: Not at all, Doctor. DOCTOR: Thank you. CHARLES: Thank you. Shall we? ANN: Are you really from Esher? NYSSA: I don't even know where Esher is. TEGAN: How beautiful. LADY CRANLEIGH: The black orchid. Yes, it is beautiful. It was found on the Orinoco by my eldest son, George. TEGAN: Of course. I thought I recognised the name. George Cranleigh the botanist, the explorer. LADY CRANLEIGH: But the Brazilian forests took their toll. He never returned from his last expedition two years ago. TEGAN: I'm sorry. LADY CRANLEIGH: Ann was engaged to him, but I'm delighted to say that we're still going to have her in the family. MUIR: If Charles marries the right girl. ANN: Nyssa doesn't even know where Esher is. LADY CRANLEIGH: Which shows great taste. I'm sorry, Nyssa. Our curiosity has been vulgar enough. It's high time we all change. CHARLES: Yes, well, I'm ready for a bath, so if the ladies will excuse us, I'll show you to your room, Doctor. Bring your drink. (to Adric) You too, old boy. CHARLES: Well, I must flatter myself. Call that an admirable choice. DOCTOR: It certainly is. What are you going to wear? CHARLES: Ah, that's better left as a surprise, I think. Now then, I'd better attend to that young man. What was his name again? DOCTOR: Adric. CHARLES: Scandinavian? DOCTOR: Er, not quite. He's Alzarian. CHARLES: I never could remember all those funny Baltic bits. Geography was never my strong point. My brother stole all the thunder there. Positive Odin. Till later, then. DOCTOR: Yes. NYSSA: You know the dances of this period? TEGAN: Well, I know the Charleston. I learned it for a play when I was at school. NYSSA: How's it performed? TEGAN: I'll show you. NYSSA: Is that dancing? TEGAN: Well, it's not bad. NYSSA: No, it's just that on Traken our dancing is much more formalised, and far more complex. TEGAN: You dance? NYSSA: It's part of my training. And although I say it myself, I'm considered quite good. TEGAN: Come in. ANN: My dears, I've had an absolutely ripping idea. NYSSA: Oh, how lovely. That's lovely. ANN: My dear, I'm so glad you think so. Look. ANN: There. With the headdress nobody, but nobody, will be able to tell us apart. Isn't that topping? NYSSA: Quite topping. ANN: Just as long as I don't show this. TEGAN: A mole? ANN: Yes. You haven't got one, have you? NYSSA: No. ANN: Good. DOCTOR (OOV.): I want to be happy, but I can't be happy, till I make you DOCTOR (OOV.): Hello? DOCTOR: Who's that? LADY CRANLEIGH: Splendid. NYSSA: I rather think this will be fun. I think you have to ask me to dance. ADRIC: Why? NYSSA: Because that's what everybody else is doing. ADRIC: What, all those people? NYSSA: Not me, you idiot. Each other. Come on, ask me. ADRIC: I don't think I could do it. NYSSA: Yes, you can. Just follow me. Come on. MUIR: I hope Lord Cranleigh's dancing with the right girl. It's a little naughty, really. TEGAN: I think it's a great hoot. MUIR: A great what? TEGAN: Hoot. MUIR: Hoot. Oh yes. CHARLES: There is one way of not getting you mixed up. ANN: What's that? CHARLES: By having every dance with you. ANN: Foiled again. You're the host. (The music stops. Nyssa jumps onto the parapet and waves at Ann, who runs over to join her. Everyone watches the 'twins' do a little dance before Nyssa whispers in Ann's ear. DOCTOR: Why do I always let my curiosity get the better of me? ADRIC: Nyssa? NYSSANN: Guess. CHARLES: Ann? NYSSANN: Guess. MUIR: I might have known they were up to something. Now no one can tell them apart. TEGAN: I can. MUIR: How? TEGAN: That's a secret. NYSSANN: Where's the Doctor? ADRIC: Don't know. NYSSANN: What's he wearing? ADRIC: I don't know that either. NYSSANN: You should ask Lady Cranleigh to dance. ADRIC: Well, look, I'm not really very good at it. Anyway, I'd much rather eat. MAN: Shall we dance?[/i] DOCTOR: Why didn't I leave after the cricket? LADY CRANLEIGH: You'll have to excuse me for a moment. LADY CRANLEIGH: Latoni, what are you doing here? Get back to your quarters at once. LATONI: My friend has escaped. LADY CRANLEIGH: What? LATONI: He h*t me from behind and escaped. LADY CRANLEIGH: Where was Digby? LATONI: Digby has gone. LADY CRANLEIGH: Where? LATONI: I don't know. I have not seen him today. LADY CRANLEIGH: Come with me. (The record finishes, and Charles has both butterfly girls in front of him.) CHARLES: I've got every chance of having all (indistinct words) DOCTOR: At last! DOCTOR: Wherever this is. MUIR: You deserve a better dancer than me, my dear. I must find you someone your own age. TEGAN: But you're a beaut dancer, Sir Robert. MUIR: Beaut? That, I think, is a great hoot. TEGAN: The Charleston! MUIR: What? Oh. CHARLES: Marvellous! Absolutely excellent! CHARLES: Oh, excuse me. ADRIC: Enjoying yourself, Nyssa? NYSSANN: Nyssa? Are you sure, Adric? ADRIC: Yes. You can't do that. NYSSANN: Can't I? DOCTOR: Hello? DOCTOR: Hello? DOCTOR: Hello? DOCTOR: Portuguese. DOCTOR: Well, one of these must get me out of here. ANN: That was great fun. Shall we go back to the terrace? I'm afraid we must return to the others. Who are you? ANN: Let me go. Please let me go! Stop it! Let me go, whoever you are! Help! Help!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x17 - Black Orchid - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
BLACK ORCHID BY: TERENCE DUDLEY Part Two Original Air Date: 2 March 1982 Running time: 24:41 LADY CRANLEIGH: Doctor? DOCTOR: Lady Cranleigh. LADY CRANLEIGH: This is Dittar Latoni, an old friend from Brazil. DOCTOR: How do you do? LATONI: Sir. DOCTOR: I'm afraid I'm lost. LADY CRANLEIGH: You are indeed. DOCTOR: I should explain. LADY CRANLEIGH: Please don't. There's no need. DOCTOR: Oh, but there is. You see, in my meanderings I've come across something rather unpleasant. LADY CRANLEIGH: Go on. DOCTOR: There's a body through there. LADY CRANLEIGH: What! DOCTOR: A dad man in a cupboard. LADY CRANLEIGH: Oh, really! DOCTOR: I'm afraid it's true. May I show you? LADY CRANLEIGH: Please do. LADY CRANLEIGH: Allow me. DOCTOR: Fascinating. LADY CRANLEIGH: Ten bedrooms and four receptions have access to this area. DOCTOR: A larger than average priest hole. LADY CRANLEIGH: The Cranleighs of the time were devout and very hospitable. The priesthood came here from all over the country. DOCTOR: It's in here. Are you sure you want to look? LADY CRANLEIGH: It's all right, Doctor. I'm made of quite stern stuff. DOCTOR: Yes, of course. LADY CRANLEIGH: Poor fellow. How very unpleasant. DOCTOR: Do you know him? LADY CRANLEIGH: Yes, he's one of the servants. Please. LADY CRANLEIGH: I'm very sorry, Doctor, that you've had this dreadful experience. I wonder, would you be kind enough to help me keep it from my other guests? I wouldn't want to upset them. DOCTOR: Well LADY CRANLEIGH: There's no point in involving them, unless the police decide otherwise. DOCTOR: Yes, of course. LADY CRANLEIGH: Thank you. DOCTOR: Now, if you could tell me how to get back to my room, I think it's about time I got changed. LADY CRANLEIGH: Yes, I'll show you. TEGAN: I wonder where the Doctor is? MUIR: Well, it could be a number of these fellows, since he wishes to remain incognito. Not being bored by this old codger, are you? TEGAN: Of course not, Sir Robert. DOCTOR: Hmm. ANN: Let me out! ANN: I had such an awful dream. My head's throbbing. LADY CRANLEIGH: Oh, there, there, my dear. There, there. ANN: How did I get here? I hurt my head. There was someone in fancy dress. LADY CRANLEIGH: Try to put the whole incident out of your mind. ANN: I can't. It was too awful. LADY CRANLEIGH: Come on. Some brandy will help calm you down. BREWSTER: Some more of this, sir? ADRIC: Er, no thank you. This will do to be going along with. BREWSTER: Where's James with that bucket? Hurry him up will you, Henry? HENRY: Yes. CHARLES: A cold collation? NYSSA: What's that? CHARLES: Something to eat. NYSSA: Oh, yes, please. NYSSA: Is that seconds? ADRIC: So? NYSSA: You pig! ADRIC: You can only be Nyssa. NYSSA: Just look at that! ADRIC: Well, I didn't have any breakfast. MUIR: Of course, my dear. TEGAN: Thank you. MUIR: Lord Cranleigh. CHARLES: Sir Robert. TEGAN: Have you seen the Doctor? NYSSA: No. TEGAN: Sure you've got enough there? ADRIC: Don't you start. CHARLES: His neck's broken. MUIR: By the look of him, it couldn't have happened in a fall. CHARLES: What's that? CHARLES: Ann was wearing this. MUIR: Or the other one. CHARLES: No, no, that was the other one out there on the terrace. Something's happened to Ann. MUIR: I'll telephone the station. DOCTOR: Had an accident? CHARLES: I'm afraid it's a little more serious than that, Doctor. ANN: That's him! That's who attcked me! DOCTOR: It's me. ANN: Yes, you. And he did that. I saw him. CHARLES: Doctor? DOCTOR: I'm afraid Miss Talbot is mistaken. I've just this minute come down the stairs. ANN: I am not mistaken! He danced with me and then pulled me in here. I shouted for help, James came and he klled him. DOCTOR: I say, look here. ANN: Sir Robert! Arrest that man. He klled James. I saw him. DOCTOR: Lady Cranleigh, please. LADY CRANLEIGH: Charles, shouldn't you MUIR: No, Madge. Wait until the Sergeant gets here. LADY CRANLEIGH: But our guests MUIR: I suggest, Charles, that you call it a day. Tell your guests there's been an accident and ask them to go home. CHARLES: What about him? MUIR: I'll deal with this. CHARLES: Right-o. MUIR: Now, Ann. ANN: This man attcked me and then klled James. DOCTOR: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. ANN: You did! He did. He danced with me on the terrace, brought me in here and then he DOCTOR: Miss Talbot is quite mistaken. I have just come down these stairs. Before that, I was. Wait a minute. Was I like this? ANN: Yes. DOCTOR: Well, that's it, then. MUIR: What is it? DOCTOR: A completely logical explanation. A duplication of fancy dress. Someone else must be wearing an identical costume. ANN: No. MUIR: But my dear. ANN: No! MUIR: Now be reasonable. ANN: I am being reasonable. MUIR: What about your own costume? There are two of those. ANN: My little joke, Sir Robert. I was in charge of the costumes. There was only one harlequin. That one. MUIR: Doctor? DOCTOR: And only one mrder. Lady Cranleigh, I agreed to keep it from your guests, but I have the distinct feeling I'm in rather hot water. DOCTOR: Miss Talbot. ANN: Yes? DOCTOR: Why? ANN: Why what? DOCTOR: Why would I attck you? Have you done me any harm? ANN: No! DOCTOR: No, then I've no reason to harm you. And besides MUIR: Besides what? DOCTOR: Well, it wouldn't be cricket. LADY CRANLEIGH: Robert. MUIR: I respect the sentiment, sir, but I have known Miss Talbot all her life. She has laid a complaint. LADY CRANLEIGH: Ahem. MUIR: Made an accusation. There's more to this than meets the eye. Is this the reason that you wish to remain incognito? DOCTOR: No, of course not. MUIR: What is your name? DOCTOR: That's a very difficult question. MUIR: Have you any means of identification? DOCTOR: No, I've never needed any. MUIR: Fortunate man. Just exactly who are you and what are you doing here? DOCTOR: I'm afraid if I told you, you wouldn't believe me. MUIR: I am the Chief Constable of this county and you, sir, are under suspicion of mrder. DOCTOR: I'm a Time Lord. MUIR: A what? DOCTOR: I told you. MUIR: Try again. DOCTOR: I travel in time and space. I have a time machine. You've read H G Wells? MUIR: I know of him, of course, yes. He writes fiction. DOCTOR: Lady Cranleigh, please help me. MUIR: How can Lady Cranleigh help you? DOCTOR: There's something terribly wrong here. Lady Cranleigh knows. I showed her another dad body. MUIR: What? Madge? LADY CRANLEIGH: I'm afraid like Mister Well, the Doctor has a vivid imagination. DOCTOR: I showed you a body in a cupboard up there. You and the Indian. MUIR: Indian? DOCTOR: An Indian, with a lip. I give up. MUIR: Perhaps you'd show me? DOCTOR: Willingly. This way. ANN: Please don't leave me. LADY CRANLEIGH: Go and find Charles, my dear. ADRIC: I don't believe it. The Doctor would never do a thing like that. TEGAN: We can all speak for him. NYSSA: Yes. CHARLES: Miss Talbot was a witness. ADRIC: Her word against his. CHARLES: That's enough. You'd better get inside the house. The police will be here any minute. BREWSTER: There's a telephone call for you, sir. DOCTOR: This one. LADY CRANLEIGH: My father gave me that when I was six. DOCTOR: Where's the Indian? There was an Indian. I showed you the body of a man in there. A man of about thirty, in a white coat. A short white coat. You said he was a servant. MUIR: An Indian? DOCTOR: Well, not in there, no. With Lady Cranleigh. A South American native. MUIR: Madge? DOCTOR: I'm not imagining all this. MUIR: No? DOCTOR: Lady Cranleigh, I appeal to you. It was you who introduced me to this man. MUIR: The man in the cupboard. DOCTOR: No, the Indian. MUIR: With the lip? DOCTOR: Yes. His name was Ditoni, or something like that. You said he was a friend from Brazil. MUIR: From Brazil? DOCTOR: Where the nuts come from. CHARLES: Hello? Cranleigh here. Smutty! Now listen, that fellow you sent us. What? What? Well, there was a fellow here. Yes. Won the blessed game for us. First class bat and a demon bowler. MUIR: You refuse to name yourself or give any good account of yourself except some irresponsible fiction, and you were seen to kll a man. Heaven knows what your motive was, but no doubt that will come out during the course of the enquiries. DOCTOR: I sincerely hope so. CHARLES: Bob, I've just received a telephone call from Smutty Thomas, apologising for the fact that the replacement he arranged missed his train. LADY CRANLEIGH: Then this man is an imposter as well. CHARLES: Indeed. TEGAN: Is he? CHARLES: I beg your pardon? TEGAN: I don't know what this is all about, but I do know that the Doctor is no imposter. CHARLES: I've just received a telephone call from MUIR: All right, Charles. I'm arresting this man, Sergeant, on suspicion of mrder. MARKHAM: Yes, Sir Robert. MUIR: I must warn you that anything you say will be taken down and may be used in evidence. DOCTOR: That's very kind of you. MUIR: I shall prefer the charge later at the Station, Sergeant. MARKHAM: Very good, Sir Robert. MUIR: His accomplices must come too. DOCTOR: Accomplices? MUIR: Well, perhaps I should say accessories. NYSSA: What are accessories? MUIR: Accessories to mrder. And they suffer the same penalty. MARKHAM: Right, you'd better all come along with me, then. CHARLES: Tanner will take you, Bob. MUIR: Thank you, Charles. DOCTOR: Thank you, Lady Cranleigh, for a delightfully unexpected afternoon. NYSSA: Why don't you show them the TARDIS, Doctor? ADRIC: What will that prove? TEGAN: That he isn't lying. DOCTOR: Sergeant, do we pass the station? MARKHAM: You're going to the station. DOCTOR: I mean the railway station. MARKHAM: Yes. DOCTOR: Would you stop there a moment? MARKHAM: Certainly not. TEGAN: Oh, please? DOCTOR: There's vital evidence that will prove what I'm saying is true. MARKHAM: What evidence? DOCTOR: Stop, and I'll show you. MUIR: What's the idea? DOCTOR: There's something I'd like to show you. MUIR: Well? DOCTOR: It's not here. MUIR: What? DOCTOR: What I wanted to show you. MUIR: Come along, Markham. He's wasting time. CUMMINGS: Did you see it, Sarge? MARKHAM: See what? CUMMINGS: The police box in the yard. MARKHAM: No. CUMMINGS: It was on the north bound platform at the railway station. We've been able to move it, but we can't break in. No key will unlock it. DOCTOR: This one will. LADY CRANLEIGH: The male nurse was klled. CHARLES: Digby? When? LADY CRANLEIGH: Must have been last night. CHARLES: And you said nothing? LADY CRANLEIGH: No. It would do no good. CHARLES: Do no good? We can't let that Doctor fellow suffer for something he hasn't done. LADY CRANLEIGH: He will come to no harm. He is innocent. CHARLES: We've got to tell the police. LADY CRANLEIGH: No! ANN: Charles, please don't leave me alone. CHARLES: Ann. Now there's something you've got to know. LADY CRANLEIGH: No, Charles! CHARLES: Yes, Mother! DOCTOR: Please. DOCTOR: After you, Sergeant. MARKHAM: But there won't be any room. TEGAN: You are in for a surprise. MUIR: Unbelievable. Quite unbelievable. MUIR: I must say, all this is going to be rather difficult to explain in my report. In this sense, you are owed an apology. DOCTOR: In this sense? MUIR: Well, there is still a mrder to be explained. CUMMINGS (OOV.): Sir Robert? DOCTOR: Come in. CUMMINGS: Strike me pink! MUIR: What is it, Cummings? CUMMINGS: A call from Lord Cranleigh, sir, up at the Hall. He's found another body. A man called Digby. His neck's broken, just like the servant, James. DOCTOR: The man in the cupboard? MUIR: Yes. Thank you, Cummings. CUMMINGS: Sir. MUIR: Come on, Markham. DOCTOR: I could get you there sooner. MUIR: You could? All right, you do that. ANN: How could you? Oh, how could you? ANN: Oh, Sir Robert! CHARLES: Now, Mother, don't worry. I'll look after Ann. LADY CRANLEIGH: Yes, I know. CHARLES: All right, old chap. All right. ADRIC: Nyssa! CHARLES: He's started a fre! Get the Brigade! DOCTOR: The stairs are burning! MUIR: What was that thing? DOCTOR: Tell him, Lady Cranleigh, and why he's so interested in Ann. MUIR: Well? LADY CRANLEIGH: They were engaged to be married. That thing, as you call him, was my elder son George. CHARLES: How did you know? DOCTOR: The black orchid for one, Latoni for another. MUIR: Explain! DOCTOR: I'll leave Lady Cranleigh to do that. I have to rescue Nyssa. LADY CRANLEIGH: He won't hurt her. He loves Ann. DOCTOR: Really. And what will he do when he discovers he has the wrong girl? CHARLES: There they are! DOCTOR: Try and hold his attention here. I'll find a way up through the house. MUIR: No, lad. Two are enough. LADY CRANLEIGH: I've done something terribly wrong, Robert. Charles is not to blame. MUIR: What did the Doctor mean about the black orchid? LADY CRANLEIGH: Well, you saw how George looked. The Kojabe Indians did that to him. To them, the black orchid is sacred. And they cut out his tongue. His mind was affected. He was rescued by another tribe, and their chief befriended him and brought him home. MUIR: Latoni. LADY CRANLEIGH: Yes. With Latoni and Digby's help I was able to keep George hidden in the house. MUIR: Did George k*ll Digby? LADY CRANLEIGH: Yes. MUIR: And the servant? CHARLES: George. Please, George. Now George, she's done you no harm. CHARLES: George. Please, George. DOCTOR: George, that isn't Ann. Ann is down there. Look. DOCTOR: Keep still, Nyssa! It's true, George. Please let me have her. Please. CHARLES: Thank you, George. LADY CRANLEIGH: I'm grateful you stayed for the funeral. NYSSA: What's that? TEGAN: Our fancy dress. Do you really mean it? We can keep them? ANN: Of course. LADY CRANLEIGH: There's something I'd like you to have. DOCTOR: Thank you. I shall treasure it.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x18 - Black Orchid - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
EARTHSHOCK BY ERIC SAWARD Part One Original Air Date: 8 March 1982 Running time: 24:22 Long sht of the quarry. Some people in coveralls rappel up the side of a hill. Lieutenant Scott reaches out to help Professor Kyle over the top. She gasps. They run away from the camera towards another hill where some other troopers are standing guard. They run past an oval-shaped, blue tent to where some other troopers are standing, and stop. Scott looks around a bit, the moves forward again. He heads towards a "tunnel" entrance where some more troopers are standing. Kyle and Snyder are looking into the entrance as Scott walks up. SNYDER: Nothing. Kyle turns around and walks away from the tunnel entrance very slowly. PROF KYLE: How does this thing work? WALTERS: It focuses upon the electrical activity of the body-heartbeat, things like that. LT SCOTT: But only of mammalian life form. Everything else is excluded. Scott walks off and Kyle follows ... slowly again Scott stands near Walters, who begins to operate a futuristic, high-tech scanner. Walters switches on the scanner and it begins to hum. He types on the futuristic keyboard, and looks intently at the screen There’s nothing on it. WALTERS: Nothing. LT SCOTT: Could they have been shielded from the scanner in any way? WALTERS: A lead screen. Some of the newer alloys. PROF KYLE: There isn’t anything like that in the cavern. Kyle walks away distraught, wringing her hands, PROF KYLE: They’re dad, aren’t they? LT SCOTT: It does seem likely. PROF KYLE: Such a pointless waste. LT SCOTT: We’ll find out. PROF KYLE: They can’t be far. I radioed immediately I left the cavern. LT SCOTT: You’ve done all you can. Don’t upset yourself. Walters, scan again. Maximum amplification. WALTERS: Right, sir. PROF KYLE: How many of you were down there? PROF KYLE: Eight of us. PROF KYLE: What were you doing? PROF KYLE: A survey. The particular cave system we were in has just been discovered. It’s proven to be rich in fossils. LT SCOTT: Are you all paleontologists? PROF KYLE: And geologists. LT SCOTT: It doesn’t make sense. WALTERS: Scan complete, sir. Negative. No sign of life. In the cavern two lithe, shadowy figures walk past the camera in the darkness. LT SCOTT: Right, get your gear together. We’re going down. Scott walks over to Kyle. LT SCOTT: I realize going down again must be hard. PROF KYLE: The caves are uncharted. You’ll never find the bodies without my help. LT SCOTT: I’m grateful! Snyder, I want you to stay here with Walters. SNYDER: Sir. LT SCOTT: Walters, I want a constant scan. WALTERS: Right, sir. LT SCOTT: Let me know the instant you see anything, all right? MITCHELL: Troops ready, sir. LT SCOTT: Sergeant Mitchell. They slowly walk off to the side. LT SCOTT: Do you believe Professor Kyle? They look over to where she’s standing. MITCHELL: I think she’s telling the truth. As far as she knows it, that is. LT SCOTT: I agree. All right. Put the troop on full alert. MITCHELL: Sir. LT SCOTT: Oh, and just in case she is lying, we’ll have her up front where we can see her. Inside the cavern the troops walk by the camera in long sht. Now we see them walk by in close up. They move past the camera slowly. As the sexy androids move past behind him. He finally turns around to look, but it’s too late. He moves on. Back outside Kyle looks at the monitor. SNYDER: The party’s making good progress. The scanner flares. SNYDER: Is that supposed to happen? WALTERS: What? SNYDER: There was a sort of flare. It only lasted a second. WALTERS: Ahh, probably nothing. This equipment’s ancient. There’s another flare. SNYDER: There! WALTERS: Ghosting. SNYDER: Shouldn’t we tell Lieutenant Scott? WALTERS: It isn’t worth it. The sexy androids walk down a tunnel. Inside the TARDIS the Doctor, holding a book, knocks on Adric’s bedroom door. When there’s no answer he opens the door and walks in. DOCTOR: You must read this, Adric. The Black Orchid. ADRIC: Why? DOCTOR: It’s fascinating. Such scholarship! He sets the book down in front of Adric. ADRIC: Why should that interest me? DOCTOR: What’s the matter? ADRIC: I’m fed up. DOCTOR: Why? ADRIC: I’m tired of being considered a joke. DOCTOR: Oh, no one thinks that. ADRIC: Then why am I constantly teased? DOCTOR: Well, everyone is teased from time to time. ADRIC: Yeah, but not as often as me. DOCTOR: That’s not true. ADRIC: No, and I suppose neither is the fact that when Nyssa or Tegan ask you a question, you always find time to answer it, but hardly ever with me. The Doctor ignores him and rfles through the stuff on Adric’s desk. ADRIC: Doctor, how am I supposed to learn if you never find time to explain? DOCTOR: Time? We have spent many hours discussing and debating endless topics. ADRIC: I’m just fitted in when it’s convenient for you. DOCTOR: All right. I’ll make more time. ADRIC: No, you’ve said that too often before, Doctor. There’ll always be some distraction to prevent it happening. DOCTOR: I give you my word. ADRIC: Just as you gave your word to Tegan. DOCTOR: That’s not fair. ADRIC: No, it never is when you’re being criticized, is it? Just as it’s never your fault when something goes wrong. DOCTOR: Have you quite finished? ADRIC: There’s lots more. DOCTOR: Well, it can wait! ADRIC: Yes, but I can’t. I’m tired of being an outsider, Doctor. I want to go back to my own people. The Doctor looks at him. In the cavern Scott crawls through an opening. He helps Kyle to her feet. LT SCOTT: Is this the only way down? PROF KYLE: The only known way. LT SCOTT: You must have had some fun getting the gear through there. PROF KYLE: This expedition was cursed form the beginning. LT SCOTT: Well? PROF KYLE: We had endless problems. Even lighting the tunnels was a nightmare. MITCHELL: In what way? PROF KYLE: All sorts of things. Annoying things, Tools would go missing. Small but important components were discovered smashed. LT SCOTT: Sabotage? PROF KYLE: I didn’t think so at the time. Someone who wanted to wreck the expedition could have been far more positive about it. LT SCOTT: As ultimately they were. The sexy androids move into a cavern. Back in the TARDIS console room Nyssa writes something on a pad of paper as Tegan watches. NYSSA: There. TEGAN: I’ll never learn how to do that properly. NYSSA: It isn’t that difficult. DOCTOR: No, Adric. I will not do it. ADRIC: You’ve done it before. DOCTOR: The TARDIS is not designed for E- Space. Nyssa, tell him! NYSSA: Tell him what? DOCTOR: He wants to go home. NYSSA: To Alzarius? ADRIC: No, to Terradon. DOCTOR: That would involve the TARDIS is going back into E-Space. NYSSA: The Doctor’s right. It would be very dangerous. ADRIC: I could plot a course. DOCTOR: How do you calculate negative coordinates? ADRIC: I have the mathematical skill. DOCTOR: It would also involve passing through the CVE. Now, you can’t calculate random coordinates. ADRIC: The monitor on Logopolis indicated they were not random. DOCTOR: You do not have the monitor’s skill, Adric, and even if you did, I am not going back into E-Space! ADRIC: Then I will find someone who will take me. DOCTOR: E-Space is another universe. There isn’t a taxi service goes back and forth. ADRIC: Once I calculate the course, the journey itself would be simple. NYSSA: It won’t. ADRIC: Romana’s still in E-Space. Once I get there, she can help me. TEGAN: Is it really that dangerous? DOCTOR: Do you really think I’d be making all this fuss if it weren’t? ADRIC: Can I use your computer? DOCTOR: Oh, help yourself. I’m not waiting around while you plot the course to your own destruction. Back in the cavern the troopers slowly trudge onward. LT SCOTT: How much further? The lights flash, and there’s a strange sound. Bane trips. LT SCOTT: What caused that? PROF KYLE: I don’t know. They’ve never done it before. MITCHELL: Trooper Bane’s hurt, sir. BANE: I damaged my shoulder. MITCHELL: Nothing broken. LT SCOTT: Can you walk? BANE: I think so. LT SCOTT: Good. He contacts Walters via radio. WALTERS: Walters. LT SCOTT: Bane’s had an accident. I’m sending her up. WALTERS: Right, sir. LT SCOTT: She’ll need medical treatment. Is interrupted by a weird jangling sound. LT SCOTT: What’s that? Back on the surface Walters studies the scanner. WALTERS: I don’t know, sir. It’s causing the scanner to flare as well. LT SCOTT: See if you can trace it, will you? The jangling sound stops. LT SCOTT: Too late. PROF KYLE: I heard that noise before. LT SCOTT: When? PROF KYLE: A few minutes before we were attcked. The sexy androids move through a tunnel and stop. In another tunnel the TARDIS materializes. Inside the TARDIS console room the scanner slides open. NYSSA: Where are we? DOCTOR: Earth. TEGAN: Oh, not again. DOCTOR: 26th century. ADRIC: The year is 2526 in the time scale you call Anno Domini. DOCTOR: Thank you. TEGAN: Why have we materialized underground? DOCTOR: Why not? Adric wants to use the computer. I want to go for a walk. NYSSA: Why not help Adric? ADRIC: I don’t need his help, thank you very much. DOCTOR: You see? NYSSA: Please, Doctor, it’s gone far enough. ADRIC: Do you; know I think since his regeneration he’s become decidedly immature. Tegan walks over towards the Doctor. DOCTOR: I’m going outside now. I might be gone some time. He opens the door and walks out. TEGAN: I’m gonna talk some sense into the Doctor. Nyssa walks over towards Adric. NYSSA: Oh dear, it’s all getting rather silly, isn’t it? ADRIC: Oh, I didn’t mean to be so rude. NYSSA: Why don’t you calculate the course home? Show the Doctor it can be done, then when he’s calmed down we can all talk to him. ADRIC: But will he listen? NYSSA: Of course he will. Nyssa walks out. Adric smiles. Mitchell and Bane slowly crawl back through the tunnels towards the surface. Back on the surface. WALTERS: This is the main group here. This is the wounded party. The camera pans over to three new white dots. SNYDER: Where have they come from? WALTERS: I don’t know. Snyder plays with her radio. LT SCOTT (v.o.): Scott. WALTERS: One of the readings is ectopic, sir. LT SCOTT (v.o.): What does that mean? WALTERS: That one of the life forms has two hearts. In a cold tunnel the Doctor tries warming his hands. Nyssa and Tegan walk up to him. DOCTOR: It’s so peaceful and cool down here. TEGAN: Breathe deeply and relax. Pause. TEGAN: Now, go and make it up with Adric. Please? DOCTOR: All right, but I am not taking him back into E-space and that’s my final word on the matter. NYSSA: Look at his calculations before you decide. It may be possible. DOCTOR: All right, I’ll look, but I’m not promising anything. NYSSA: Of course not, Doctor. In a different tunnel. LT SCOTT: You’re sure the life form’s alien? WALTERS: Positive, sir, I’ve re-checked the scan. The reading is true. LT SCOTT: Let me have their position as soon as possible. WALTERS: Working it out now, sir. Scott turns his radio off. LT SCOTT: Unshoulder arms. They do so. LT SCOTT: Set them on stun. Scott walks off. In another corridor the sexy androids walk off. In yet another tunnel the Doctor mutters to himself whilst standing outside the TARDIS. He walks over to her. TEGAN: Doctor! TEGAN: There’s something wrong. DOCTOR: What? TEGAN: Well, haven’t you noticed? NYSSA: What are you talking about? TEGAN: Well, it should be totally dark, but we can see. The doctor runs his finger along the wall, then across Tegan’s nose. DOCTOR: Phosphorescence. NYSSA: And something else. DOCTOR: Hmmm? NYSSA: Lots of bones. Back in the TARDIS Adric is writing on a pad of paper. He glances at the scanner and see the Doctor, Tegan and Nyssa. Bored he looks back and flips a page. Back on the surface. WALTERS: I’ve worked out the position of the three intruders. Their lateral coordinates are 0, 3. 9 by 4, 0, 1, Depth coordinates 23.336 meters. Reference 1, 9 by 74.9. Back in the tunnel, Kyle, who’s been typing on her wrist pad, stops. PROF KYLE: By my reckoning your alien life form is in a small tunnel alongside the cavern where we were attcked. The wounded party moves through the tunnel slowly. BANE: I must rest for a moment. She moves away and sits against the tunnel wall. Back on the surface. SNYDER: Look at the wounded party. They’ve hardly moved. I’m going down. WALTERS: Why? SNYDER: They may need help. WALTERS: I’ll let them know you’re coming. He acts as if he’s going to say something into the radio, but never does. Snyder enters the tunnel. In another cave. DOCTOR: Fascinating. NYSSA: They’re huge! What sort of creature had such bones? TEGAN: Dinosaurs. DOCTOR: An amazing species. NYSSA: Are they your ancestors? TEGAN: I hope not. DOCTOR: Well, you should be proud if they were. TEGAN: Thank you very much. Most of them had a brain the size of a pea. DOCTOR: They were also the most successful creature ever to inhabit the earth. NYSSA: In what way? DOCTOR: Fossilized remains have been found all over the planet. Not bad adaptation for a creature with the brain the size of a pea. NYSSA: How long did they exist? DOCTOR: 100 million years or so. They seemed so secure and yet they died out overnight. Back in the tunnels the troopers are running again. Kyle trips and Scott helps her up. LT SCOTT: Come along, Professor. Back with the ones from the TARDIS. TEGAN: It’s like a graveyard. NYSSA: How could such a successful species die out so quickly? DOCTOR: Initially hypothermia, then starvation. NYSSA: Caused by what, an ice age? DOCTOR: Something equally as devastating. The earth collided with something from space. TEGAN: An asteroid? DOCTOR: Could be. I don’t know. I’ve always meant to slip back and find out. Snyder walks through a tunnel. Then speaks into her radio. SNYDER: Snyder. WALTERS: You should be near the wounded party. SNYDER (v.o.): I can’t see anyone. WALTERS: They’re on your level, about 30 meters away, SNYDER: Advancing now. Will leave communicator on. She advances. In another tunnel the wounded party stumble along, They come to a junction where they see one of the sexy androids. BANE: Is that you, Snyder? Snyder walks through the tunnel. SNYDER: Are you sure they’re on this level? WALTERS: Positive. They should be very close. Hang on, the scanner’s flaring. The flaring’s very heavy. SNYDER (v.o): See if you can get a fix on it. The troopers continue to run through tunnels. Mitchell stops and yells at some stragglers. MITCHELL: Come on. Keep up. The exercise will do you all good! They continue running. On the surface Walters messes around with the scanner. He picks up his radio. WALTERS: Snyder, do you hear me? SNYDER: Just. WALTERS: It’s no go, The scanner registers the flare, but the computer doesn’t. It’s weird. SNYDER: Keep trying. WALTERS: You must be very close to the source. There’s a loud scream in the background. Snyder heads off towards it. Outside there’s a flare on the scanner and the wounded party’s lights go out along with Snyder’s, WALTERS: Snyder? Snyder? Negative emission. Snyder, do you hear me? Get out of there. Bane and Collis are dad. In the cavern the camera slowly tilts up as Walters continues to call out. There’s a pool of green slime with a communicator lying in it. Eventually we see the two sexy androids standing nearby. WALTERS: Do you hear me? Snyder! Get out of there! Snyder! In another cavern the doctor finishes making a dinosaur drawing in the sand on the floor with his hat. TEGAN: Things have collided with Earth before. What was so different about the one that destroyed the dinosaurs? DOCTOR: Size. It was gigantic. TEGAN: But how could one asteroid wipe out all the dinosaurs? It just isn’t possible. NYSSA: You’re forgetting displacement. DOCTOR: The impact would have caused millions upon millions of tons of earth and rock to be fragmented and the hurled up into the atmosphere, enveloping the whole planet. NYSSA: The storm it created must have lasted for months. TEGAN: Would it have blocked out the sun? DOCTOR: To such an extent that the surface temperature would have dropped radically. NYSSA: And without warmth reptiles cease to function. TEGAN: Poor old dinosaur. In another tunnel Kyle trips and falls for the hundredth time. LT SCOTT: All right. All right. Take it easy. PROF KYLE: I can’t keep the pace up. LT SCOTT: We’ll rest here for a minute. Scott’s communicator beeps. LT SCOTT: Scott. WALTERS (v.o.): Snyder and the others have ... just gone off the scanner. LT SCOTT: What? WALTERS: The screen flared again and their scan lights went out. They’re dad. LT SCOTT: Have you checked the scanner for faults? WALTERS: Yes, it’s working perfectly. MITCHELL: Could be a rock fall that klled them. LT SCOTT: Any change in position of our alien friends up ahead? WALTERS (v.o.): None. MITCHELL: Shall I take a couple of troopers and go back, sir? LT SCOTT: Carry on, Sergeant Mitchell. MITCHELL: Carter, Bailey! Back in the console room Adric continues scribbling; he looks at the scanner. ADRIC: Don’t wander too far, Doctor. Back outside. LT SCOTT: Professor Kyle, we must go on. PROF KYLE: I’m fine now. Kyle helps her up for the hundredth time. LT SCOTT: Right. Prepare to move out. Back with the Doctor. TEGAN: It’s weird. It all happened so long ago. DOCTOR: 65 million years. TEGAN: I wonder what evolutionary stage my ancestors were at? DOCTOR: Primitive, Tegan. Very primitive. Mitchell and the two troopers walk through a tunnel. MITCHELL: Come on. They walk a little further. The main group of troopers run through more tunnels. Outside the scanner flares. WALTERS: Not again. Please, not again. Mitchell and co. are walking. Her communicator beeps. MITCHELL: Mitchell. WALTERS (v.o.): The scanner’s flared again, Sarge. MITCHELL: Whereabouts? WALTERS (v.o.): Very close to you. The main group move into a large cavern. PROF KYLE: There’s been a rock fall. LT SCOTT: Where are the three aliens? PROF KYLE: In the tunnel down here. LT SCOTT: Right, take cover. They scatter and hide behind rocks in the way that only characters in DW could hide. Back in the console room Adric continues to scribble. He looks at the console several times and writes stuff down on his pad. Mitchell and the two troopers move through a tunnel. The lights flicker as mist rises in the foreground. MITCHELL: Come on. They move forward. Suddenly One of the troopers steps in the green slime where Snyder’s name tag is lying. TROOPER: Look, Sarge. What sort of wapon could do that to a person? MITCHELL: I don’t know, and I don’t care. I just want the people who did this. They slowly stand up as the sexy androids move in. Back outside. MITCHELL (v.o.): We’ve got company. Two of them. WALTERS: That’s not possible. There’s no reading. MITCHELL (v.o.): Just take my word for it. There here all right, and they don’t look ... She screams. The three lights go out on the scanner. WALTERS: Sergeant? Sergeant Mitchell? Sergeant Mitchell! The Doctor, Tegan and Nyssa move into the cavern where the troopers are "hiding". TEGAN: Look, Doctor. Mining equipment. DOCTOR: Uh, I don’t think we should go any further. NYSSA: I can’t see anyone. Scott and Kyle come out of hiding. LT SCOTT: Hold it there! TEGAN: What’s going on? LT SCOTT: Shut up! Do you recognize any of them? PROF KYLE: No. DOCTOR: How do you do? I’m the Doctor. This is Tegan and Nyssa. LT SCOTT: I said shut up. DOCTOR: What are we supposed to have done? Scott’s communicator beeps. LT SCOTT: Scott. WALTERS (v.o.): Sergeant Mitchell and her troops are dad, sir. LT SCOTT: Are you sure? WALTERS: Yes, sir. She was reporting in when she was klled. LT SCOTT: How many hostiles were there? WALTERS (v.o.): Two, sir. LT SCOTT: Where are they now? WALTERS: I don’t know, sir. They didn’t show up on the scanner. LT SCOTT: That’s impossible. WALTERS (v.o.): I know, sir. LT SCOTT: All right, keep searching. Let me know when you find anything. DOCTOR: Anything we can do? Scott garbs him by the shoulders. DOCTOR: Obviously not. Scott pushes him over towards the cave wall and pins him on a rock. LT SCOTT: Too many people have died for you to play the fool. Clang! Back in the console room Adric is still scribbling. ADRIC: Now where have you gone? Back in the cavern. LT SCOTT: Where have you hidden the bodies? DOCTOR: What bodies? LT SCOTT: Seven people were mrder in this cavern! TEGAN: We didn’t do it! DOCTOR: We only just arrived. NYSSA: Let me show you how we travelled here. LT SCOTT: Don’t waste my time. Where have you hidden the bodies? PROF KYLE: The rock fall. LT SCOTT: What? PROF KYLE: The bodies must be here. Pause LT SCOTT: Shall we look? The sexy androids mobilize. In the console room Adric looks around. He hears a noise. He sets his bad down and walks to a different panel of the console ADRIC: What is it? He flips some switches. ADRIC: Where’s it coming from? He flips some more switches. Back in the cavern Tegan and Nyssa move some rocks and uncover a metal hatch in the cave wall. LT SCOTT: What’s that? Nyssa taps on it. NYSSA: I don’t know. LT SCOTT: Seaton, Foster, help them clear the rocks away. PROF KYLE: Lieutenant! Scott walks over to Kyle. PROF KYLE: These belonged to Doctor Khan, my assistant. The sexy androids are running now! Scott taps on the hatch then turns to the Doctor. LT SCOTT: Is this why you klled them? DOCTOR: I know nothing about it. TEGAN: We’re telling the truth. LT SCOTT: Open the hatch. DOCTOR: I can’t. LT SCOTT: I said open it! NYSSA: I’ll try. DOCTOR: Nyssa. LT SCOTT: You stay where you are. I want him to do it. The Doctor moves towards the hatch slowly. Just as he reaches it the sexy androids arrive and start shting energy bolts from their hands. There’s much commotion. The Doctor moves away. The androids sht again, and everyone moves towards the rocks. LT SCOTT: Behind the rocks! We see a blaster, and tattered clothes lying on the floor, An android shts another energy bolt. Scott ducks down behind the rocks. The android sht again, and the troopers begin blasting them. PROF KYLE: Who are they? DOCTOR: Androids. That’s why they didn’t register on your scanners. LT SCOTT: Androids? Are they yours? DOCTOR: No, and if you want proof you’ll find they’ll kll me as willingly as they’ll kll you. An energy bolt strikes a nearby rock. The androids stand with their palms facing forward. DOCTOR: See what I mean? An android fires another energy bolt. The troopers fre at them. PROF KYLE: That’s them. I recognize that sound. LT SCOTT: Those are the things that att*cked you? PROF KYLE: Yes. DOCTOR: Do you know why? PROF KYLE: No, there isn’t a reason. DOCTOR: Whoever’s controlling the androids thinks there is. Close up of android. We see the cavern form the androids point of view. It’s tinted red. The view shakily zooms in eventually centering on the Doctor’s face. Three Cybermen stand around a control of some sort. CYBERLEADER: Destroy them. Destroy them at once.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x19 - Earthshock - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
EARTHSHOCK BY ERIC SAWARD Part Two Original Air Date: 9 March 1982 Running time: 24:23 In the cavern the androids do nothing. The Doctor, Kyle and Scott watch. The androids sh*t energy bolts. The troopers fre at them. They exchange blaster fre and energy bolts a few more times. LT SCOTT: Our wapon have no effect on them. DOCTOR: Yes, they will, but you must concentrate your fre! LT SCOTT: All right. Hold your fre. When I give the word, go for the one on the right. An android shts an energy bolt. LT SCOTT: Now! They sht at the android, The Doctor watches. They sht some more. There’s a close up of Kyle. The troopers concentrate on the androids hand, which finally explodes. LT SCOTT: Got him! DOCTOR: No, it’s only damaged! We see the hatch from the androids POV again. Back on the Cybership CYBERLEADER: The androids are too valuable to waste. We may still need them. CYBERLIEUTENANT: They are programmed for self- preservation. The will not take any more unnecessary risks. In the cavern the androids go off and hide. PROF KYLE: Will they attck again? DOCTOR: Undoubtedly. The androids stand and look at each other. LT SCOTT: They’ve covered the exit. TEGAN: Well, won’t someone on the surface realize that something’s wrong? LT SCOTT: Sooner or later. TEGAN: Let’s hope it’s sooner. Inside the TARDIS Adric walks around to the other side of the console and opens the doors. In the cavern the Doctor turns around and sits on the floor. LT SCOTT: What are they doing? DOCTOR: Waiting. PROF KYLE: What can they possibly want? TEGAN: Isn’t it obvious? Us dad. PROF KYLE: But why? DOCTOR: Were you working near the rock fall the first time you were attcked? PROF KYLE: Yes. DOCTOR: Well, maybe their function is to protect that hatch. PROF KYLE: What can be in there that’s worth so many lives? DOCTOR: Well, let’s find out. The Doctor turns back around. LT SCOTT: I haven’t had much experience in fighting androids. DOCTOR: They’re just like people. NYSSA: Only they function much more logically. DOCTOR: Which can be their weakness. In a tunnel Adric moves forward. ADRIC: Doctor! The androids move towards him. ADRIC: Doctor! The androids are right around the corner. NYSSA: Oh. No. TEGAN: Adric. DOCTOR: Adric. Adric finally realizes they’re there and runs off to hide. TROOPER: Lieutenant. Scott moves forward. Adric looks on. Scott moves back. LT SCOTT: The power packs for the rfles are almost finished. TEGAN: So are we. DOCTOR: Brave heart, Tegan, Now, the androids are programmed to protect that hatch. In order to carry out that duty successfully it’s important they remain operational. LT SCOTT: Go on. DOCTOR: Well, the androids now know we have the ability to inflict serious damage on them. So, if we attck that hatch we’ll create a dilemma. NYSSA: We attck what they’re programmed to defend. PROF KYLE: Why should they care if we attck the hatch? NYSSA: They won’t care, they’ll react. They have no choice. DOCTOR: The conflict between duty and survival should cause enough confusion in their logic circuits for them to start making mistakes, which is exactly what we want. LT SCOTT: I hope you’re right. DOCTOR: Well, let’s find out. LT SCOTT: Right. Stand by. The androids wobble a bit. LT SCOTT: fre! The troopers blast the hatch simultaneously. The androids wobble and bleep in apparent confusion. CYBERLIEUTENANT: The earthlings are attempting to break through the hatch. CYBERLEADER: Are their wapon capable? CYBERLIEUTENANT: Yes, Leader. CYBERLEADER: They must be stopped immediately. Adric crawls through a tunnel on his hands and knees. The Doctor, Kyle and Nyssa look on. Adric picks up a rock and smashes the android’s hand (sort of). The troopers fre. The android’s head explodes. DOCTOR: Well done! LT SCOTT: Who’s that boy? DOCTOR: It’s Adric. CYBERLEADER: Is the second android fitted with visual monitoring? CYBERLIEUTENANT: Yes, Leader. CYBERLEADER: Then activate. The Cyberlieutenant activates. In the cavern the remaining androids fires an energy bolt. The troopers fre at it. Scott moves forward. The android’s hand explodes Tegan ducks behind a rock. Scott stands over the android and sh*t it in the head. Its head explodes. CYBERLEADER: We must act quickly. Prepare to activate the device. CYBERLIEUTENANT: It’s too soon, Leader. CYBERLEADER: We must be prepared. In the cavern there was much rejoicing. (Which mostly consisted of a lot of mumbling.) NYSSA: It’s fairly primitive. DOCTOR: You think so? Nyssa takes a piece of metal from the androids head. NYSSA: Look at this. DOCTOR: Lieutenant? LT SCOTT: Yes, Doctor. DOCTOR: I think you should curtail the celebrations for the time being. LT SCOTT: Oh, something wrong? DOCTOR: We must get this hatch open. LT SCOTT: What’s the hurry? NYSSA: One of the androids was a massive ultrasonic transmitter. ADRIC: So, that was the signal I picked up in the TARDIS. Scott walks over to the Doctor. LT SCOTT: What does that mean? DOCTOR: Whoever built this hatch now knows we destroyed its guardians. On the Cybership. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Carrier signal now being transmitted. Being locked on. In the cavern the Doctor tries to open the hatch, and reacts as he burns his hand. DOCTOR: Your troopers got quite carried away, didn’t they? I would suggest you get your people well back. The hatch may be booby trapped. LT SCOTT: What about you? DOCTOR: Well, my arms are only this long. I can’t get any further away. NYSSA: Can you see what it is? DOCTOR: No, you better get back too. LT SCOTT: Right, everybody back! On the Cybership. CYBERLEADER: Activate the computer. CYBERLIEUTENANT: It’s too early, Leader. It will be wasted. CYBERLEADER: The device is already lost. Let the earth see the effectiveness of Cybertechnology©. Explode the bmb! Back in the cavern the Doctor is still trying to open the hatch as Adric walks up. DOCTOR: Got it! Release mechanism. You better get back too. ADRIC: You’ve checked for booby traps. DOCTOR: I’m not in the mood to argue. LT SCOTT: Come on, lad. Scott ushers Adric away. DOCTOR: Further than that. The Doctor opens the hatch and the inside lights up as the camera zooms in. On the Cybership. CYBERLIEUTENANT: The Earthlings have broken in. CYBERLEADER: They are too late. In the cavern. TEGAN: Are you all right? DOCTOR: Yes. TEGAN: I thought a booby trap had gone off. The Doctor moves towards the hatch and looks inside. He puts his hand to his forehead. NYSSA: What is it? DOCTOR: A bmb. My opening the hatch has started off the arming procedure. You better let your people on the surface know what’s happened. LT SCOTT: How much time have we got? DOCTOR: I have no idea. Tegan, get everyone into the TARDIS. LT SCOTT: Scott. Scott to Walters. Come in please. ADRIC: Come on, you can’t stay behind. DOCTOR: It was my own stupidity that started it off. The least I can do is to ... The Doctor looks back at the hatch. DOCTOR: Of course! Come on! They run off. Back on the Cybership CYBERLEADER: How much longer before activation? CYBERLIEUTENANT: One minute. The Doctor et al enter the TARDIS. DOCTOR: Set the coordinates at zero! The Doctor unlatches a panel from under the console. ADRIC: It would be nice to know what you’re doing. DOCTOR: The arming procedure on the bmb is being operated by remote control. ADRIC: Can you jam it? DOCTOR: Yes, but not until I know where it’s coming from. Adric stretches a cable from the panel to the other side of the TARDIS where Nyssa attaches it to the console. Meanwhile Scott looks around perplexed. The bmb counts down. The Cyberleader twists a knob. CYBERLEADER: Master detonator engaged. In the TARDIS the Doctor reaches up and flips some switches. DOCTOR: Well, that isn’t right ... or is it? TEGAN: How long does an arming procedure take? DOCTOR: Not long. TEGAN: Well, shouldn’t we move the TARDIS in case the bmb goes off? Cybership. CYBERLEADER: 30 seconds. The bmb counts down some more. There’s a reading on the Cyberconsole. The bmb counts down some more. Cyberleader. bmb. Cyberconsole. bmb. An alarm goes off on the Cybership. CYBERLEADER: What’s happening? CYBERLEADER: Our signal is being jammed. CYBERLEADER: More powerrrrrrrr!! The Doctor and Adric run through a tunnel. DOCTOR: Come on Adric, hurry! ADRIC: But you’ve already jammed the signal. DOCTOR: If they increase power they could break through. They look at the bmb. On the Cybership. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Supplementary power on. CYBERLEADER: Hurry! CYBERLIEUTENANT: Power building. In the cavern. DOCTOR: Magnetic clamp. ADRIC: Magnetic clamp. How much damage could this bmb do? DOCTOR: Enough. ADRIC: Enough for what? DOCTOR: Enough to make life intolerable for the few who survive. In the TARDIS Nyssa flicks some switches. An alarm goes off. She and Tegan go to see what it is. NYSSA: Oh, no. TEGAN: What’s the matter? NYSSA: Whoever they are, they’re fighting back. In the cavern. DOCTOR: Probe. ADRIC: Probe. He hands the Doctor the probe. ADRIC: Do you know, I find this whole situation so bizarre? I mean there’s just no purpose to it. DOCTOR: Well, there is somewhere. We just don’t have enough of the pieces yet. ADRIC: Look, Professor Kyle said she’d been down here four weeks before the androids attcked. DOCTOR: Laser cutter. ADRIC: Laser cutter. Adric fumbles a bit. DOCTOR: You think they should have attcked earlier? ADRIC: It would have made more sense if they had. DOCTOR: Oh, I don’t think so. The androids are programmed to protect this hatch. Now, the cave system is enormous, why draw attention to yourself and your charge by attacking on the first day? ADRIC: Yes, I suppose that has certain logic. DOCTOR: Magnetic drone. ADRIC: Magnetic drone. The Doctor attaches the magnetic drone to the bmb. He slowly opens a door on the bmb and touches a circuit inside, and gets a shock. DOCTOR: There was power in that circuit! He sets the tray on the floor. DOCTOR: Bread and water. ADRIC: What’s happening? DOCTOR: The signal’s breaking through. In the TARDIS Nyssa acts like she just did something. NYSSA: That’s it. Maximum output. TEGAN: There must be more. The TARDIS has unlimited power. NYSSA: But that transmitter doesn’t. Back in the cavern the bmb flashes. DOCTOR: I think drastic action is called for. ADRIC: But there can’t be much time left. What do we do? DOCTOR: Abandon methodical procedure for blind instinct. Laser cutter. ADRIC: Laser cutter. On the Cybership. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Full power. CYBERLEADER: We proceed towards the destruction of Earth. The Doctor contemplates for a moment. DOCTOR: Hmmm, right or wrong. Here we go. He starts to cut, but changes his mind and changes position. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Our signal has broken through. CYBERLEADER: Excellent. An alarm goes off. CYBERLEADER: A fault? CYBERLIEUTENANT: No, Leader. The bmb has been deactivated. CYBERLEADER: That cannot be. Cybertechnology© is too advanced for Earthlings! Back in the TARDIS. NYSSA: It stopped. TEGAN: What? Nyssa walks to the other side of the console and flips some switches. NYSSA: It’s stopped. They’ve stopped transmitting. The Doctor’s done it. Back on the Cybership. CYBERLIEUTENANT: But how did they succeed, Leader? CYBERLEADER: They have been helped. We have been betrayed. Whoever has done this must be found and destroyed at once. Back in the cavern. DOCTOR: Tell me, Adric. Why a bmb? ADRIC: Doctor? DOCTOR: Why a bmb, and not a mssile or some other device, and why these particular caves? There’s a reason. ADRIC: It’s not our problem, Doctor. DOCTOR: Oh, isn’t it? On the Cybership. CYBERLEADER: I should have realized sooner that the Earthlings had help. CYBERLIEUTENANT: There’s nothing on this replay that indicates who it might be. The camera pans around as the Cyberleader watches intently. CYBERLEADER: What is that? I know that object. The TARDIS stands in a tunnel. Inside the console room. DOCTOR: Right, the bmb is deactivated. Your own scientists can dismantle it. Good luck. LT SCOTT: But you must stay, Doctor. PROF KYLE: You’ve done so much. We want to show you our gratitude. DOCTOR: Well, thank you, thank you, but we must go. Still a great deal to do. TEGAN: Haven’t we done enough for one day? ADRIC: We could afford to spare them a few hours, Doctor. DOCTOR: No. there isn’t time. TEGAN: Where are we rushing off to? DOCTOR: Sector 16. NYSSA: Well, that’s deep space. TEGAN: Sounds great fun. ADRIC: The Doctor wants us to look at the people who built the androids. LT SCOTT: Do you know where they are? DOCTOR: No, just from where their signal originated. LT SCOTT: Then you must let us come with you. NYSSA: We can’t fight androids by our self. DOCTOR: Well, I’m hoping that won’t be necessary. LT SCOTT: If my planet is being thrat I’d like to do something to help. PROF KYLE: Indeed. DOCTOR: All right. The TARDIS dematerializes. A line drawing of the TARDIS appears in the Cybervisualizer™. CYBERLIEUTENANT: What is it? CYBERLEADER: A TARDIS. CYBERLIEUTENANT: A Time Lord? But they’re forbidden to interfere. FIRST DOCTOR: Emotions. Love, pride, hate, fear. Have you no emotions, then. CYBERLEADER: It was in this regenerated form that he confined the Cybermen to their ice tomb on Telos. SECOND DOCTOR: I imagine you have orders to destroy me. CYBERLEADER: And as this, he defeated us in our attempt to destroy Voga, the planet of gold. FOURTH DOCTOR: You’ve no home planet, no influence, nothing. You’re just a pathetic bunch of tin soldiers skulking about the galaxy in an ancient spaceship. CYBERLIEUTENANT: I did not see any of these men in the cave. CYBERLEADER: It appears he has regenerated again. (SPECIAL EDITION ADDITION) Now the scanner shows Rory, with the Cyberfleet exploding behind him. RORY: Would you like me to repeat the question? CYBERLEADER: Whatever his form, he must be found ... and destroyed! In the TARDIS an endless parade of people comes out of the console room. LT SCOTT: Bigger than you think. DOCTOR: Uh, Adric. ADRIC: Yes, Doctor? DOCTOR: Do you have a moment? ADRIC: I’m hungry. DOCTOR: Well, you can join the others later. Nyssa walks past him. ADRIC: Well? DOCTOR: Look, I’m very grateful for your help with deactivating the bmb. Adric giggles like a school girl. ADRIC: That’s all right. DOCTOR: It was very brave of you. Also, the way you tackled the android. ADRIC: All part of the daily routine. DOCTOR: Hmmmm. Look, I’ve been thinking about your wish to return home. ADRIC: And? DOCTOR: Well, I thought if we could work out a satisfactory course, I might give it a try. ADRIC: Well, I’ve already done so, Doctor. DOCTOR: Really? ADRIC: As you can see here, I’ve even managed to calculate the way into the CVE, the gateway through E-Space. DOCTOR: You’ve done extremely well. ADRIC: Thank you. DOCTOR: Look, uh, I’m sorry about our argument earlier. ADRIC: So am I. I overreacted. DOCTOR: Do you really want to go home? ADRIC: No, of course not. There’s nothing there for me anymore. DOCTOR: So you’ve done all these calculations for nothing. ADRIC: Well, it made a point, didn’t it? Besides, who knows? I might change my mind again. The Doctor hits him with the tablet and walks out. Back on the Cybership. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Our deep space probes have identified the TARDIS. CYBERLEADER: It’s destination? CYBERLIEUTENANT: The freighter. CYBERLEADER: Excellent. Our contingency plans can go ahead. CYBERLEADER: The attck on Earth will proceed accordingly. Two models space ship hang in apace. RINGWAY: The captain’s been on the space station a long time. BERGER: Everything will be all right. RINGWAY: Well, I wish I had your confidence. Three men have disappeared in the last two weeks. It would take just one word from a disgruntled member of the crew and this ship will be stuck here for months pending an enquiry. BERGER: They won’t say anything. They know if we don’t deliver on time it will cost them their bonus. RINGWAY: Well, I wouldn’t be so certain. Morale is very low. BERGER: And with every negative thought you have, Ringway, it sinks even lower. You’re supposed to be an officer. Smile when you talk to the crew. Reassure them. RINGWAY: Security scan in Section 15 is still non- functional. BERGER: Oh, for heaven’s sake. There’s a beep BERGER: Bridge. CREWMEMBER (v.o): The captain is about to come on board. BERGER: Thank you. Now, isn’t that good news? The TARDIS materializes in a hold somewhere in the freighter. In the console room. PROF KYLE: This is where the beam came from? DOCTOR: As near as I’ve been able to trace it. NYSSA: The freighter could be nothing more than a relay point. DOCTOR: And the crew entirely innocent of what’s going on. So, we’ll start with a recce. ADRIC: May I come? DOCTOR: You sure? ADRIC: Yes. They leave the TARDIS. Back on the Cybership the TARDIS appears in the Cybervisualizer ™. CYBERLEADER: Excellent. Back on the freighter the Doctor and Adric slowly exit the TARDIS. ADRIC: Which way? DOCTOR: Oh, I don’t think it really matters. The Doctor puts his hat on and the y walk away. Back on the bridge. Two crewmembers enter carrying Briggs’ suitcases. She follows behind. BRIGGS: Take that straight to my cabin. CREWMEMBER: Captain. RINGWAY: Welcome aboard. ma’am. BRIGGS: Don’t call me ma’am on the bridge. RINGWAY: Sorry, Captain. BRIGGS: Get that transponder code fed into the navigational computer at once. I want to get underway. RINGWAY: Yes, Captain. BRIGGS: Seven hours they kept me waiting. Seven hours. I’m exhausted. BERGER: Were there problems with security? BRIGGS: Earth’s on red alert. Some interstellar conference. That’s why they’re checking that bit more carefully. BERGER: That explains why we were scanned half a dozen times. BRIGGS: Well, there’ll be no more problems from now on. I’ve got a clearance straight through to Earth. Our bonus is safe. RINGWAY: There was no mention of the missing crewmembers? BERGER: Mr. Ringway was concerned that might be the reason for you being delayed. BRIGGS: Oh, panicking again, was he? No, no mention, Mr Ringway. RINGWAY: I just happen to think, uh, that the disappearance of three crewmembers rather important, that’s all. BRIGGS: So do I, mister, but it’s something that can be settled when we get back to Earth, and our cargo’s delivered safely, understood? There are some beeps. BRIGGS: Make ready to get underway. If it makes you any happier, double the patrols. I don’t want any mention of this. You’re beginning to bore me! Back in the TARDIS. LT SCOTT: I should have gone with them. NYSSA: The Doctor will be all right. An alarm goes off. TEGAN: What’s that? They walk over to the console. And look at it momentarily. NYSSA: The freighter’s gone into warp drive. In the freighter two crewmembers look at the hold from a gantry. VANCE: I don’t fancy walking around that lot. Back on the bridge. BRIGGS: Who’s on first watch? BERGER: I am, captain. BRIGGS: I wish you luck. I’m going to my cabin. Ringway knocks on the faulty scanner panel RINGWAY: I thought I’d check the security patrols. BRIGGS: You do that, mister. I’m sure they’d appreciate it. Briggs leaves. RINGWAY: Why is she always running me down? BERGER: I’ll give you a bit of advice. You shouldn’t sound so earnest all the time. They share a special moment. The two crewmembers walk down a stairway. VANCE: You could hide an army down here and no one would find it. They walk slowly through a section of the hold, and eventually stop at a hallway, and one of them looks down it. CREWMEMBER: What’s that? Some shadows flicker in a hallway by Silo 16. VANCE: What? CREWMEMBER: It’s gone. I’m sure I saw something move. VANCE: Where? CREWMEMBER: By Silo 16. VANCE: Are you sure? CREWMEMBER: Let’s look. They move in the direction of Silo 16. In another part of the hold Adric carefully looks round a corner. The Doctor confidently strides past him. ADRIC: Look, aren’t we being a bit casual about this? DOCTOR: Well, there’s no one about. The ship’s totally automated. DOCTOR: A small one somewhere. ADRIC: But not down here. What’s the point of going on? DOCTOR: I want to announce my presence, and see what the reaction is. ADRIC: And how will they know we’re here? We see a security camera with a red light. The Doctor nods knowingly and they walk on. In the Cybership an alarm goes off and the Cyberleader flips a switch. CYBERLEADER: Report. RINGWAY: The freighter has security clearance for its journey to Earth. There is one problem. The disappearance of the three crewmembers has caused a lot of unrest. CYBERLEADER: Get your minions to search the hold. You will find a scapegoat there. RINGWAY: Leader? CYBERLEADER: You have intruders! The Doctor and Adric walk town a stairway. ADRIC: I don’t like being so far from the TARDIS. DOCTOR: Someone should have seen us by now. ADRIC: Look, why don’t we go back? DOCTOR: Minute or two more. They walk on. In another part of the hold Ringway looks around methodically. He eventually pulls out his radio. RINGWAY: Ringway to Vance. Report please. The camera zooms in on the hold. VANCE: This is Vance, sir. RINGWAY: Report position. VANCE: Low walkway. Just passing Silo 529. We’ve spotted someone, sir. RINGWAY (v.o.): Then apprehend him. I’ll be down directly. The Doctor and Adric wander around some more they stop at a junction and the Doctor looks around. Adric looks back. DOCTOR: What’s the matter? ADRIC: I got the feeling we were spotted rather a long time ago. DOCTOR: We’re being followed? They walk on. Ringway walks down a flight of stairs at an excruciatingly slow pace brandishing his gn. In another part of the hold Vance rounds a corner and bumps into the other crewmember. VANCE: We’ve lost him. The other crewmember walks a ways and looks through a gap where he sees someone run past. CREWMEMBER: No we haven’t. On the bridge Berger studies the monitor earnestly. She sees the Doctor and Adric walking down a hallway. BERGER: I’m sorry to disturb you, Captain, but we have intruders in the hold. BRIGGS (v.o.): I’ll come up right away. Back in the hold the two crewmembers enter an open area. VANCE: Well, where did he go? They run off stage right. CREWMEMBER: There! Long sht of hold. The Doctor and Adric sit on a stairway. CREWMEMBER: We've got to help them somehow. Long sht of hold. The Doctor and Adric sit on a stairway. ADRIC: Why won’t they show themselves? The two crewmembers scream agonizingly. ADRIC: What’s happening? Adric starts to get up. (D’oh!) DOCTOR: Over there! They run off. Back to the bridge. BRIGGS: Have you got them yet? BERGER: No, Captain. BRIGGS: Why not? BERGER: They’re out of camera range. BRIGGS: I don’t want to lose them. Sound the general alarm. I want them caught. Berger sounds the general alarm. In the hold the alarm blares over badly foleyed running footsteps. Ringway runs pat the camera. The Doctor and Adric run in a different part of the hold. The Doctor gets ahead of Adric. ADRIC: Doctor! Doctor, over here! The two crewmembers lie dad in an adjacent hallway. The Doctor walks up to them. DOCTOR: They’re finished. ADRIC: Look, let’s go before we’re caught and blamed. DOCTOR: I’ve seen wounds inflicted this way before. Ringway creeps up behind them. ADRIC: Doctor, we have got to get out of here. DOCTOR: Yes. They turn to leave and run into Ringway. RINGWAY: On this ship we execute mrder.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x20 - Earthshock - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
EARTHSHOCK BY ERIC SAWARD Part Three Original Air Date: 15 March 1982 Running time: 24:24 DOCTOR: Then make sure you kll the right people. Look at them! RINGWAY: No tricks. DOCTOR: Look at the state they’re in. On the bridge. CAPT BRIGGS: Turn that thing off. What’s the delay? Where’s Ringway? The communicator rings. BERGER: Bridge. RINGWAY (v.o.): I’ve apprehended two stowaways. CAPT BRIGGS: Apprehended. Why can’t he say ‘caught’? So melodramatic. BERGER: Take them to the brig. CAPT BRIGGS: I’d rather have them up here. RINGWAY: Vance and Carson are dad, mrder by the stowaways. CAPT BRIGGS: Oh, that’s all we need. RINGWAY: Their bodies are by silo 941. CAPT BRIGGS: Well get a stretcher party down there. You’ve done well, Mister, you’ll get extra bonus. RINGWAY: I’d rather have Vance and Carson alive. The Cybermen are checking out the action. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Which one is the Doctor? CYBERLEADER: The tall one with the fair hair. Even under the thrat of death he has the arrogance of a Time Lord. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Now that the Doctor is a prisoner, it is time to secure the freighter. CYBERLEADER: Indeed. But the Doctor must be taken alive. He must suffer for our past defeats. In the TARDIS. LT SCOTT: I think I should go and look for him. NYSSA: No, wait. You might spoil things. TEGAN: The Doctor’s quite capable. And Nyssa’s right. A show of force might ruin everything. LT SCOTT: I hope you’re right. The stretcher party carry the stretcher down the stairs past the ascending Adric, Doctor, and Ringway. Adric’s got his hands up. RINGWAY: There’s no hurry, they’re quite dad. Aren’t they? DOCTOR: Look – ADRIC: What do we have to say to convince you that we’re not stowaways? RINGWAY: There’s nothing you can say. DOCTOR: Let me show you how we traveled here. We have a ship of our own. We don’t need to be stowaways. RINGWAY: Stowaways or pirates, you’re still mrder. Keep moving. Back at Cyber control. CYBERLEADER: Activate my personal guard. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Will that be enough, leader? CYBERLEADER: The crew is small. They will offer little resistance. The lieutenant operates some controls. On the Bridge. CAPT BRIGGS: You’ve caused me a great deal of trouble. DOCTOR: I assure you, you have the wrong people. RINGWAY: Don’t answer the Captain back. CAPT BRIGGS: Quite all right, Ringway, I can fight my own battles, thank you. I suppose you’re going to say you know nothing about the disappearance of three of my crewmembers. DOCTOR: How can we? We’ve only just arrived on your ship. CAPT BRIGGS: Someone’s responsible! ADRIC: It isn’t us! An alarm sounds. BERGER: A power surge! The information comes up on the monitors. CAPT BRIGGS: Is this your work? In the TARDIS, Nyssa is pretending to do something useful. NYSSA: I don’t understand this. There’s a strong electromagnetic field nearby. TEGAN: So what? NYSSA: Its sheer size. It’s massive. TEGAN: Well, could it harm the Doctor and Adric? NYSSA: I can’t tell without knowing what’s happening. At Cybercontrol. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Receptors fully charged. CYBERLEADER: Excellent. Activate. The lieutenant flips some toggle switches on the control console. Elsewhere, a Cyberman wrapped in plastic begins to stir. Its fingers flex. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Reaction readings steady. CYBERLEADER: Continue. The Cyberman pulls the plastic wrap from its face as it continues to come to life. On the Bridge. CAPT BRIGGS: A bmb? On Earth? Controlled from this ship? ADRIC: It’s all true! DOCTOR: Every word. BERGER: At least his story is original. CAPT BRIGGS: Are you trying to make a fool of me? DOCTOR: No, I wouldn’t dare. RINGWAY: He’s just wasting time. DOCTOR: You said yourself, things have occurred you can’t explain. CAPT BRIGGS: It doesn’t follow that I’ve got a band of conspirators at work on this ship! DOCTOR: Well, the crewmen who’ve disappeared may have discovered otherwise. BERGER: Why are you listening to this fool? He’ll say anything to wriggle his way out of it. Another alarm sounds. CAPT BRIGGS: What’s that? BERGER: It’s happening again. A power surge. Back in the TARDIS, Scott checks Facebook on his wrist-band iPhone. LT SCOTT: We’ve waited long enough. PROF KYLE: The lieutenant’s right. The Doctor could be in a lot of trouble. NYSSA: I’m as concerned as you, but my instinct is to wait. PROF KYLE: Why? NYSSA: Things don’t feel right. TEGAN: The electromagnetic field? NYSSA: Yes. I want things to settle down before we go out. On the bridge they are looking at a system schematic on the monitor. CAPT BRIGGS: The power loss is enormous. DOCTOR: How often has this happened? BERGER: A few times. But never on this scale. A box on the schematic flashes red. BERGER: There’s your power loss! Hold number four. CAPT BRIGGS: Well, get a squad down there at once. DOCTOR: Can’t you isolate the power line? BERGER: Not without closing down half the ship, it’s a main cable. DOCTOR: Well it’s the only way you’ll stop them. CAPT BRIGGS: Who? DOCTOR: I don’t know. But I have the feeling whatever’s causing your power loss is out for considerably more than control of this ship. At Cybercontrol. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Personal guard fully activated. CYBERLEADER: Excellent. CYBERLIEUTENANT: The Captain of the freighter will see that his power lines have been tapped. CYBERLEADER: Why did you not jam their instruments? CYBERLIEUTENANT: Our demand on their electrical supply was too great. The ship’s computer was alerted. CYBERLEADER: We will take the bridge at once. Continue the reactivation. On the bridge, Ringway inserts an electronic key into a lock. The door slides open to reveal a wapon locker. He begins to hand out rfles one by one to the crew. The schematic on the screen has more zones flashing different colors. CAPT BRIGGS: Ringway? RINGWAY: Yes, Captain. CAPT BRIGGS: Stand fast. BERGER: We must come out of warp drive. CAPT BRIGGS: No! BERGER: If we continue to lose power at this rate our engines could misphase. CAPT BRIGGS: I will not risk losing my bonus for a few miserable stowaways. DOCTOR: Your first officer is right. You must listen to her. CAPT BRIGGS: No. ADRIC: Why not? BERGER: The transponder would inform Earth security that we deviated from flight schedule. If Earth is on red alert, we would be stopped. CAPT BRIGGS: We haven’t got time. If I’m late delivering my cargo, I not only lose my bonus, but I have to pay a heavy fine. DOCTOR: The story about the bmb is true. Whoever planted it is now in your hold! CAPT BRIGGS: I will not stop this ship. DOCTOR: You’ve got clearance through to Earth! That’s where they want to go! You’re giving them safe passage! CAPT BRIGGS (to Ringway): Position your men on the high walkway. What’s down there stays there. RINGWAY: Yes, Captain. ADRIC: Now, look, you must listen to the Doctor. CAPT BRIGGS: I’ve no reason to believe either of you two. BERGER: Then believe your own instruments, Captain. CAPT BRIGGS: We will go on. In the TARDIS. NYSSA: The magnetic field is reducing. It should be safe to go out. LT SCOTT: Right. We’re moving out. TEGAN: I want to come with you. LT SCOTT: No. It could be rough. TEGAN: I think I’d find it rougher waiting! PROF KYLE: Are you sure? You’re not even dressed for it. TEGAN: Are you going out? PROF KYLE: No. TEGAN: Then lend me your overalls. LT SCOTT: Ah ... NYSSA: Don’t bother to argue. He sighs. He hands Nyssa a communicator. LT SCOTT: If the Doctor returns, call me. I don’t want to be out there any longer than I have to. Nyssa opens the door, and Scott and his troops slowly file out. Without waiting for Tegan. Inside the freighter, the crew prepare for ... something. RINGWAY: Bring some more down here. Down here. They are stacking boxes up for flimsy barricades. This makes no sense, why should they even think something is coming? Ringway is lost in thought. Oh of course, what a giveaway, he knows what’s there. On the TARDIS scanner, Lt Scott’s troops begin to move out. Tegan is with them. She changed fast. Kyle comes from the inner rooms. PROF KYLE: Oh. Is there nothing positive we can do? NYSSA: Try not to worry. On the bridge, the schematic has gone still. BERGER: Power loss has sab. CAPT BRIGGS: Can we hold warp speed? BERGER: Just about. CAPT BRIGGS: I knew it. We’ll make it yet. ADRIC (to Doctor): Do you remember what you asked me after we’d deactivated the bmb? DOCTOR: Why a bmb and not some other device. ADRIC: Well, with the Earth on red alert, a mssile wouldn’t get through. DOCTOR: Mmm. We still don’t know what they’re really after. Scott’s troops continue moving. They pause at each intersection of row between silos, using caution. They move on slowly. There are three troops along with Lt Scott and Tegan. On the Bridge. BERGER: Captain, look. The monitor screens showing surveillance video begin to go dark. CAPT BRIGGS: This could be it. They trigger Ringway’s communicator. RINGWAY: Ringway. CAPT BRIGGS: Stand by. The security cameras are on the blink. DOCTOR: Perhaps I could help. CAPT BRIGGS: You stay where you are. BERGER: We should secure these two in the brig. CAPT BRIGGS: Not yet. I want them where I can see them. Out in the corridors. RINGWAY: To your positions. Take cover. The crewmembers all take up places that don’t seem strategic at all, some behind the stack of two tiny boxes, others up on the top level of the high school bleachers. On the bridge, the schematic diagram flashes red again, then goes black. CAPT BRIGGS: We’ve regained full power. Right, on your feet, you two. DOCTOR: About time. CAPT BRIGGS: Be quiet. Out in the corridors, a troop of seven Cybermen march slowly forward, led by the Cyberleader. Meanwhile, Lt Scott’s party have paused. TEGAN: It’s vast. We’ll never find him. LT SCOTT: You wanted to come. TEGAN: I know. I’m just a mouth on legs. The Cybermen continue, though it looks like they’ve turned around and are going the other way down the same corridor (which is likely). On the Bridge. RINGWAY (o.s.): There’s something on the move. CAPT BRIGGS: I can’t see anything yet. Has anyone realized that the screen they’re watching shouldn’t be working, since they all stopped a moment ago? No? Okay. So, their expressions change as the Cybermen stride into view at the top of the picture. Also, the camera moves slightly, as fixed security cameras always seem to do in movies and television. CAPT BRIGGS: Are these your friends? DOCTOR: Definitely not. ADRIC: What are they? Now the security camera seems to be about knee- height and still isn’t fixed. DOCTOR: Cybermen. There is the sound of thunder. For some reason. In the hold, two Cybermen have come to the first insurmountable barricade. It’s a box that they simply push out of the way. The freighter’s crew begin fring on the Cybermen, which has no effect. The Cybermen begin fring back, klling them. There is a huge battle involving slow moving Cybermen and a few people not doing much. The Cybermen advance up the steps. BERGER: Are they robots? DOCTOR: Far worse. You must withdraw your men. They don’t stand a chance. CAPT BRIGGS: Neither will we, if those things get up here. The Cybermen casually continue heading up the stairs while stupid humans continue fring at them. Lt Scott’s party have heard the battle and are rushing in its direction. LT SCOTT: Could that be the Doctor? TEGAN: I hope not. gn are not his style at all. LT SCOTT: All right. Set wapon on kll. I’m not taking any chances. He steels himself, and takes Tegan’s hand. LT SCOTT: Slowly, now. Ringway has a sidearm drawn as he returns to the bridge. He stops outside the door. On the top level, the stupid humans continue fring at the Cybermen. Then they decide to retreat. The Cybermen go up the high school bleachers. Slowly. They push some of the little boxes aside as if they are little boxes. Crew members lay dad all over the stairs, well, a few of them. They continue going up, slowly. On the bridge again. CAPT BRIGGS: Our defenses are crumbling. We must help. BERGER: We can’t leave these two. As they head toward the wapon cabinet, Ringway is revealed standing there, gn pointed in their direction. CAPT BRIGGS: We must take them with us. RINGWAY: No you won’t. Stay where you are. CAPT BRIGGS: Ringway! RINGWAY: Yes, Captain? CAPT BRIGGS: The enemy’s outside, mister! You’re pointing your gn in the wrong direction! RINGWAY: I’m relieving you of command. CAPT BRIGGS: Oh, come off it. RINGWAY: Shut up! I’m tired of your snide remarks and bullying ways. DOCTOR: Oh, you haven’t seen anything. Wait until the Cybermen start. RINGWAY: You know them? DOCTOR: Oh, yes. We go back a long way. More little boxes are being pushed around by stupid humans who have retreated into the corridor leading to the bridge. They stack them up, I mean, they proved to be an effective barrier last time, right? The Cybermen come around the corner, and the humans start fring on them again. And dying. DOCTOR: This slaughter is pointless. RINGWAY: Your crew is redundant. The Cybermen will soon be in command. CAPT BRIGGS: You traitor! DOCTOR: It’s the Cybermen’s way. CAPT BRIGGS: They must have paid you a lot for this. DOCTOR: I’ll bet it isn’t in gold. RINGWAY: Shut up! DOCTOR: Cybermen are rather allergic to the stuff, brings them out in a cold sweat. ADRIC: Why? DOCTOR: Clogs up their chest units. Suffocates them. Doesn’t it? RINGWAY: Just keep talking, Doctor. When the time comes, klling you is gonna be a joy. Outside, Lt Scott motions his party to move forward down the stretch of silos. They move down the corridor along the stretch of silos. Back on the bridge. CAPT BRIGGS: Where do these Cybermen come from? DOCTOR: Originally Mondas, but that was destroyed. You know, I’m surprised they didn’t mention me. RINGWAY: Perhaps you overestimate your importance. DOCTOR: Oh, I doubt it. Especially as I confined them to a frozen tomb on Telos. They didn’t mention that either? Oh, my, they have been forgetful. Adric has been taking his badge off. Ringway sees. RINGWAY: What’s that? ADRIC: A badge. RINGWAY: I see it’s a badge. What’s it made of? ADRIC: I don’t know. RINGWAY: It’s gold. ADRIC: Wha? Go--? Oh, only the edge. It couldn’t do any harm. RINGWAY: Trying to hide it from me, were you? DOCTOR: Listen. The fring’s stopped. RINGWAY: Berger. Where’s Berger? They take him by surprise as he steps forward. The Doctor disarms him. Briggs chops him down. ADRIC: Look out! The Cybermen have reached the open door, but Berger has activated the control. The door falls shut before they get inside. In the other corridor, the Cybermen kick aside those intimidating boxes and walk past the corpses. The Doctor, still holding Ringway’s gn, picks up Adric’s badge and looks at it. Behind him, more Cybermen appear in a different door. DOCTOR: Berger! He raises the gn. Outside, more Cybermen walk past corpses. DOCTOR: Those shields won’t hold them there for long. CAPT BRIGGS: They’ll last until we get back to Earth. DOCTOR: And then? CAPT BRIGGS: There’s only a few of them, our security men will cope with them. DOCTOR: They’re an invasion force. Earth is where they want to go. There are considerably more than a few on board. ADRIC: How many of these silos are you carrying? CAPT BRIGGS: Oh, fifteen thousand, or ... Did you see that penny drop? CAPT BRIGGS: It’s not possible. The Cyberleader reaches the squad at the door. CYBERLEADER: Have you tested their defenses? CYBERLIEUTENANT: Yes, leader. We are able to break through them. CYBERLEADER: Excellent. Prepare to break through the bulkhead shields. Is the Doctor on the bridge? CYBERLIEUTENANT: He is. CYBERLEADER: He must be taken alive. In the freighter corridors. TEGAN: I’m exhausted. LT SCOTT: Sh! Keep your voice down. They have arrived at the location of the battle. Scott dashes up the stair and checks one of the fallen people. LT SCOTT: He’s dad. TEGAN: It’s a mssacre. LT SCOTT: Doctor and Adric? TEGAN: No. She sees Cybermen. TEGAN: Look! LT SCOTT: Take cover! Tegan moves back. LT SCOTT: Get back! They hide around the corner. On the bridge, they watch what’s happening just outside the door on the screen. The Cybermen have brought a large gn or laser with them. BERGER: We could pump all the air out of the hold. DOCTOR: Mm-hmm. Unfortunately, Cybermen don’t need it. Is there any way you could jettison the hold? CAPT BRIGGS: None. Ringway, on the floor, moans. ADRIC: I think Mr Ringway is recovering. CAPT BRIGGS: Pity. I’ve just composed a particularly nasty epitaph for him. The Cybermen guards under observation by Scott’s party are trading jokes. LT SCOTT: Whatever they are, they’re going to be difficult to kll. TEGAN: We haven’t tried yet. LT SCOTT: Look at those bodies. Same rfles as ours. TEGAN: So? LT SCOTT: Have you seen any of those silver things dad? On the bridge. CAPT BRIGGS: Would thrat to kll him slow those tin things down? DOCTOR: Not at all. RINGWAY: You’re all dad, why don’t you surrender? DOCTOR: Not yet. There may be a way to neutralize that. Back outside. TEGAN: Do we go on? LT SCOTT: Past them? TEGAN: Is there another way? Outside the bridge. CYBERLEADER: Ready? CYBERLIEUTENANT: Yes, leader. CYBERLEADER: Then activate the thermal lance. The scout puts the lance up against the door. We cut to a freeze frame of it, as the door around the tip begins to glow a pinkish red. The whole door is glowing within seconds. Inside, Adric holds up his arms to protect from the intense heat. ADRIC: Doctor! DOCTOR: They’ve started. I see from the computer the ship is powered by antimatter. CAPT BRIGGS: So? DOCTOR: How is the antimatter contained? CAPT BRIGGS: A sab vessel. Berger’s the expert. DOCTOR: Is there any way we can tap the sab device? BERGER: Yes. The machinery’s here. She opens a panel. DOCTOR: Excellent. ADRIC: Are we going to try and sab the shield? DOCTOR: Yes. CAPT BRIGGS: Will it work? BERGER: It might. It’s worth a try. Back in the TARDIS. PROF KYLE: Shall we call them? NYSSA: No! She walks over and takes the communicator from Kyle. NYSSA: I’m sure everything’s all right. The lance is still aimed at the door. Inside. ADRIC (whiny): Just explain what you’re trying to do. DOCTOR: We are under attck, Adric. ADRIC: Well, then, tell me quickly! DOCTOR: All right! First, tell me, what is the square root of 3.69873? ADRIC: Oh, about 1.92321. It comes up on the screen after the Doctor punches it in. The answer shows that Adric rounded up. BERGER: That’s not possible. DOCTOR: Oh, he’s very good. And almost right. ADRIC: Will you just try and explain what you’re doing? DOCTOR: Antimatter powers the ship. For the antimatter to remain safe it has to be contained in a vessel with a totally sab molecular structure, otherwise it would ... well, blow to bits. ADRIC: But no such material exists. DOCTOR: Absolutely right, although with computer controlled electronics, it is possible to simulate it. ADRIC: But you’re saying that that macahine will constantly adjust and readjust the molecular structure of the antimatter vessel? DOCTOR: Right. However destructive the antimatter is, the vessel is always sab. ADRIC: That’s very clever. DOCTOR: Oh it is. BERGER: But will the device work to sab the shield? DOCTOR: Well, if it doesn’t ... we’re dad. Out in the hold, the Cyber guards are still telling jokes. TEGAN: Can you cope with the two of them? LT SCOTT: I hope so. But I’ve got to get a clear sht at both of them. On the bridge. CAPT BRIGGS: This shield’s not gonna last much longer! BERGER: I’d better tell the computer what we’re up to. DOCTOR: Right! Hurry! Back to the joking Cybermen. TEGAN: Now? LT SCOTT: No. I want that second one just a bit closer. It moves back a bit. LT SCOTT: fre! The troops open fre. The Cybermen fall. Tegan rushes forward. LT SCOTT: Come back! She grabs the gn from one of them and sh*t it as it struggles to rise. Scott runs forward and grabs her. LT SCOTT: Don’t take risks like that again! The other Cyberman, wounded, is limping away. TEGAN: One of them got away. LT SCOTT: Yes. We should get back to the TARDIS immediately. TEGAN: Not before we’ve found the Doctor and Adric. On the bridge. BERGER: Ready when you are. DOCTOR: Right. CAPT BRIGGS: Hurry, Doctor! DOCTOR: Just a second! CYBERLEADER: The shield is now soft enough. Break through! On the inside, one of the Cybermen’s hands punches through the shield. As soon as it does, the Doctor puts two wires into the hand. DOCTOR: Now! Sparks fly, and the Cyberman is frozen mid-way through the door, which is solid again. They go to admire the frozen-in-carbonite look. ADRIC: It worked! CAPT BRIGGS: Oh, well done, Doctor! Around the other door, the Cyberleader goes for plan B. CYBERLIEUTENANT: You are right, leader. The Doctor is a formidable opponent. CYBERLEADER: I anticipated as much. Activate the charge! The wounded Cyberman comes crawling around the corner. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Leader! They look. CYBERLIEUTENANT: He has been damaged by gn. CYBERLEADER: There is still resistance. CYBERLIEUTENANT: According to the Earthling, there were only ten crew members. They have all been accounted for. CYBERLEADER: Then he has lied. Order the activation of reinforcements. Without communicating somehow, the scout at Cyber control pushes a button to activate reinforcements. CYBERLEADER: Charges primed? CYBERLIEUTENANT: Yes, leader. The three of them step back around the corner. CYBERLEADER: fre! The other door to the bridge blasts open, a hole torn right in the middle of it. The explsin throws the Doctor and the others to the floor. DOCTOR: I should have realized. The Cybermen come in through the damaged door. There’s a lot of them, even though there were only three outside. CAPT BRIGGS: No! Ringway disarms her. The rest of the Cybermen come in and take their marks. The Cyberleader comes last. He faces the Doctor. CYBERLEADER: So. We meet again. Doctor. He strolls over to his side. Casually he gestures at one of the guards who advances menacingly on the Doctor, gn at the ready. DOCTOR: Uh ... ADRIC: No! DOCTOR: Uh ... But the Cyberman turns on Ringway instead, and sh*t him. Ringway falls to the floor dad. The Doctor looks on in shock. CYBERLEADER: He deceived us. DOCTOR: You never change. Always the perfect guests. In the TARDIS. PROF KYLE: What happens to us if the Doctor doesn’t come back? NYSSA: It depends where this ship’s going. PROF KYLE: You can’t fly the TARDIS? NYSSA: I understand some of the principles. PROF KYLE: But you couldn’t get us back to Earth? NYSSA: Not without difficulty. On the bridge. CYBERLEADER: Our records indicate that you have a fondness for Earth. DOCTOR: Fondness. I’m surprised your emotionless brain understands the word. CYBERLEADER: It is a word, like any other. And so is ‘destruction’ which is what we are going to do to that planet. DOCTOR: You’ve tried before. CYBERLEADER: This time we shall succeed, and you will live just long enough to witness it. CYBERLIEUTENANT: Reactivation completed. CYBERLEADER: Excellent. Now you will see our strength. Throughout the freighter’s hold, Cybermen begin bursting out of the silos. Lt Scott’s party hear the clanging. LT SCOTT: Let’s move. TEGAN: Whatever it is, it’s between us and the TARDIS. They move, walking slowly through the rows of silos, exercising caution as they go. The noises of Cybermen breaking out continue ringing through the echoing hold. Suddenly Cybermen begin appearing all around them, still with plastic clinging to them; they stagger with disorientation. LT SCOTT: Take cover! Tegan runs past the Cybermen, but Lt Scott and the others run the other way. More Cybermen break out of more silos, ripping more plastic sheets. Gradually they fall in line to begin their march like good Cybermen. Tegan has taken cover under the bleachers and watches them. More and more of them break free and begin marching.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x21 - Earthshock - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
TIME-FLIGHT BY: PETER GRIMWADE Part One Original Air Date: 23 March 1982 Running time: 24:56 (We see footage of a Concorde aircraft in the sky, then we get to the inside of the cabin.) CAPTAIN URQUHART: This is Captain Urquhart again, we're still traveling supersonic, ladies and gentleman, 57,000 feet. Just to let you know that we will be reaching our deceleration point in a few minutes and beginning our descent into London Heathrow. CAPTAIN URQUHART: Good afternoon London, Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2. (He is talking to the control tower at Heathrow airport where trusty air traffic controller Clive Horton is on duty.) CLIVE HORTON: Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 you are cleared to descend to flight level 3-7-0. CAPTAIN URQUHART: Roger cleared 3-7-0. CO-PILOT: Mark 1 point 6, 60 miles to subsonic, spot on. CAPTAIN URQUHART: Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 level at 3-7-0. CLIVE HORTON: Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 you are cleared to continue descent to 2-8-0. (There is no immediate answer.) CLIVE HORTON: Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 will you acknowledge please. CAPTAIN URQUHART: (Over radio, gradually fading out) Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2. Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2. Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 ... CLIVE HORTON: Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 will you acknowledge. (Scene shifts to the flight attendant passing out brochures for the communist party, then back to the Air traffic Control Center.) CLIVE HORTON: Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 will you acknowledge please. (He takes off his headset and picks up a telephone.) CLIVE HORTON: I have total RT breakdown on Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2. (The plane is still flying through the sky.) (There is now someone else looking over Horton's shoulder.) CLIVE HORTON: I don't believe it, she's approaching London, but the trace is becoming intermittent. (We see the Concorde in flight again.) FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Ladies and Gentelman, in a few minutes we should be ... . garble globble gorp. (The plane disappears from the sky.) (The icon on the radar screen disappears. Horton picks up a red phone.) CLIVE HORTON: Emergency, we have lost contact with Concorde Golf Victor Foxtrot. (In the TARDIS, where Adric has just gone boom in the space freighter while the Doctor, Tegan and Nyssa watched, the Doctor comes into the console room quietly, and closes the door.) DOCTOR: Crew of the freighter safely returned to their own time. NYSSA: Cyberfleet dispersed. TEGAN: Great, you make it sound like a shopping list, ticking off things as you go. Aren't you forgetting something rather important? Adric is dad! NYSSA: Tegan please. DOCTOR: We feel his loss as well. TEGAN: Well you could do more than grieve. You could go back. (The Doctor has a look of horror on his face.) NYSSA: Could you? DOCTOR: No. NYSSA: Surely the TARDIS is quite capable. TEGAN: We can change what happened if we materialize before Adric was klled. DOCTOR: And change your own history. TEGAN: Look, the freighter could still crash into earth, that doesn't have to be changed. Only Adric doesn't have to be on board. DOCTOR: Now listen to me both of you, there are some rules that cannot be broken, even with the TARDIS. Don't ever ask me to do anything like that again. You must accept that Adric is dad. His life wasn't wasted, he died trying to save others, just like his brother Varsh. You know, Adric had a choice, this is the way he wanted it. TEGAN: We used to fight a lot. I'll miss him. NYSSA: So will I. (The Doctor walks around behind them.) DOCTOR: And me. But he wouldn't want us to mourn unnecessarily. (The Doctor activates some controls on the console.) NYSSA: Where are we going? DOCTOR: Special treat to cheer us all up. NYSSA: 1851, Earth, London. What's so special about that, Doctor? DOCTOR: Hyde Park, the Crystal Palace? TEGAN: 1851, The Great Exhibition? DOCTOR: All the wonders of Victorian science and technology. TEGAN: Well, the TARDIS should feel at home. DOCTOR: How about opening day, pass the time of day with the foreign royals. We can even drop in at Lords, see a few overs from Wisden and Pilch. I wonder if the Lion will be bowling. TEGAN: Let's get there first. DOCTOR: Yes. All right. (He flips a switch and the TARDIS immediately shudders violently. They all grab onto the console.) DOCTOR: Nyssa have you touched the dimensional sab? NYSSA: No of course not. All systems functioning normally. DOCTOR: It could be the relative drift compensator. NYSSA: No. TEGAN: Some sort of turbulence. DOCTOR: Ah, feedback from the solar comparator. No. NYSSA: Another ship. DOCTOR: Another ship? What do you mean, another ship? NYSSA: If it builds up at this frequency it could draw us into spatial convergence. We must materialize immediately. TEGAN: We're due to land in London in a few minutes. DOCTOR: If we don't materialize the TARDIS will be destroyed. (Back at the airport.) CLIVE HORTON: Look at this, something has just ... manifested. Same flight path as 1-9-2. No transponder signal. It's smaller, can't be Victor Foxtrot. Unidentified aircraft on approach to 1-0 left will you acknowledge. (The TARDIS materializes in hover mode above a runway. Inside, they still cling to the console.) DOCTOR: Seems to have done the trick. NYSSA: Where are we? DOCTOR: Somewhere above Hyde Park. The view should be spectacular. (He opens the scanner screen, takes one look and turns around startled.) TEGAN: That's not Hyde Park, that's Heathrow Airport! DOCTOR: You're right. TEGAN: Well I never thought I'd say this, but let's get out of here. We could be in the path of an oncoming aircraft. NYSSA: What are you doing? DOCTOR: Coordinate override. A sort of anti-collision device. (TARDIS de-materializes.) CLIVE HORTON: It's gone, must have been a light aircraft. AIRPORT ANNOUNCER: Air Australia apologizes for the delay to all flights which is due to weather conditions at Heathrow. (The TARDIS materializes inside the airport terminal.) TEGAN: You've landed us right in the middle of a terminal building. DOCTOR: So I have. TEGAN: The authorities will go mad! DOCTOR: Well we'll only be here a moment, I hope. (Just outside in the terminal, an airport security man strolling through the main floor looks up and sees a police box sitting where there shouldn't be one. He reaches for his walkie talkie. Back inside the TARDIS.) TEGAN: Please hurry. DOCTOR: I am. Ah! TEGAN: Doctor? DOCTOR: I won't be a moment. TEGAN: Doctor! NYSSA: At least we won't be noticed. TEGAN: What do you mean, because this is a police box? NYSSA: Well, this is Earth. For once it's a perfect camouflage. TEGAN: This is the 1980's Nyssa. Police boxes went out with flower power. (They step out of the TARDIS into the terminal.) TEGAN: Oh no. (The Doctor returns leafing through the sport section of a newspaper.) DOCTOR: I don't know what English cricket is coming to. NYSSA: Doctor. DOCTOR: Hmmmmm? NYSSA: Doctor! (A group of airport security people approach. Cut to some nerd on the phone. The nerd is Airport Controller Douglas Sheard.) DOUGLAS SHEARD: I have just lost a complete complement of passengers and crew, not to mention 30 million pounds worth of aircraft, as if I want to know about a police box in terminal 1. JIM ANDREWS: There isn't a Police Box in terminal one. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Land side security is you problem Jim. JIM ANDREWS: Not to mention all those VIP's waiting the arrival of 1-9-2 in terminal 3. (He takes the phone.) Andrews. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Now, Mr Horton, we need you to explain to us exactly what you saw on the radar when Victor Foxtrot began the deceleration procedure. JIM ANDREWS: That's not possible. What? I'll be right over. There's something very odd going on in terminal one. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Yes... Now you lost contact with the aircraft over the Bristol Channel here. MR. WOOD: Yes, the RT started to breakup and the transponder signal just faded from the screen. (Jim Andrews enters Terminal 1.) JIM ANDREWS: Are you responsible for this box, sir? DOCTOR: Well, uh, I try to be. NYSSA: Doctor, you've done it again. DOCTOR: Nonsense, we'll be away from here in no time. JIM ANDREWS: Would you be so good as to open it up sir? DOCTOR: Is that a good idea? JIM ANDREWS: I must insist sir, security. DOCTOR: Yes of course, security. JIM ANDREWS: Do you have the key sir? DOCTOR: UNIT. JIM ANDREWS: Sir? DOCTOR: You'd do much better to check with UNIT, department C19. Sir John Sudbury is the man you want. JIM ANDREWS: And who exactly are you sir? DOCTOR: Oh just tell him it's the Doctor. And do send my regards to Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart. Unless of course, he's a General by now. You see, what did I say. We'll be gone in a couple of shakes. DOUGLAS SHEARD: A Doctor with a police box, really Sir John. Yes, yes of course I appreciate the political ramifications. But surely that's all the more reason for not wasting time with this Doctor. Yes, I, yes I beg your pardon, of course. If you insist Sir John. JIM ANDREWS: The party with the police box in terminal one have full security clearance from C19. DOUGLAS SHEARD: That was UNIT. We are obliged to brief this Doctor on the disappearance of Victor Foxtrot. TEGAN: Always the same with you, whenever we stop anywhere you have to get involved. DOCTOR: Be quiet, I'm thinking. TEGAN: We were supposed to be going to the great exhibition. DOCTOR: Well we will eventually. NYSSA: That's all you ever say. TEGAN: You promised. DOCTOR: Look Tegan this is your planet, I would've thought you wanted to help. TEGAN: I am helping. By wanting to leave the recovery of Concorde to the experts. DOCTOR: Well I might be able to help. TEGAN: That's what worries me. (He opens the door to the Airport Controller's office and strides in.) DOCTOR: Good afternoon gentlemen. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Good heavens. JIM ANDREWS: Ah yes, this is the Doctor. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Ohh, ahh, urp, nerf, How ah, how do you do Doctor? DOCTOR: This is uh Nyssa and Tegan. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Oh, oh you're a stewardess. TEGAN: That's right. DOCTOR: Now I believe you are having problems with Concorde. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Tell ah Tell the Doctor would you please. CLIVE HORTON: Well, this mornings Concorde flight from New York disappeared from the radar just after it's deceleration. DOCTOR: Disappeared? CLIVE HORTON: Yes, it just faded from the screen. TEGAN: It didn't ... crash? CLIVE HORTON: It was flying on a level course all systems were working normally. DOCTOR: Indeed, I wonder. TEGAN: Wonder what? DOCTOR: Remember the turbulence we experienced. TEGAN: That forced us to materialize. DOCTOR: Yes, I wonder very much indeed. NYSSA: It's sounds as though it could be cross tracing on the time space axis. DOCTOR: Exactly! DOUGLAS SHEARD: Are you saying you know where the missing aircraft is. DOCTOR: I suspect it is not a question of where, but, eh, when. (Scene changes to a Concorde on a snowy tarmac.) ANDREW BILTON: Any idea what these tests are for Captain Stapley? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: All I know is some scientist wants to take up some special equipment to monitor the approach used by Victor Foxtrot when she went throught the deceleration phase. ROGER SCOBIE: Morning skipper, all ready for loading. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Is the gear on its way? ROGER SCOBIE: Coming over now. (They turn to see a police box on a forklift approaching the aircraft. Back in the Controller's office.) DOUGLAS SHEARD: But why does it have to be another Concorde? DOCTOR: We must follow the same route, same height, same speed; and with my equipment on board, I can identify what I believe to be an exponential time contour. DOUGLAS SHEARD: And you really believe that Victor Foxtrot flew into a time warp? DOCTOR: Exactly. And we can't have a navigational hazard like that hanging about the galaxy. (The phone rings and Sheard goes to answer it.) DOUGLAS SHEARD: Yes. Thank you. Gulf Alpha Charlie is ready for boarding. (Back outside, the TARDIS crew are being driven to the Concorde. Inside the cockpit the crew see their approach.) ANDREW BILTON: Here they come. (Outside, they jump out of the car eagerly.) TEGAN: I saw Concorde once, on the tarmac at Melbourne. (They climb the ladder and are met at the door by Stapley.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Morning Doctor, I'm Captain Stapley. (They enter the aircraft and head toward the cockpit.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Uh, may I introduce my first officer Andrew Bilton, our flight engineer Roger Scobie. DOCTOR: And this is Nyssa, and Tegan. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Would you mind going back and fasten your seatbelts for take-off please. CLIVE HORTON: Gulf Alpha Charlie clear for take-off. (Stock footage of a Concorde taking off with a lingering look at the landing gear folding up. Back to air traffic control.) CLIVE HORTON: Gulf Alpha Charlie is now at 58000 feet, 150 miles off the Cornish coast. It's scheduled to turn onto it's approach in four minutes. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Do you seriously believe that Victor Foxtrot got caught in some sort of time-slip? DOCTOR: Seems to be the logical explanation. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Sounds a pretty rum idea to me. ROGER SCOBIE: Hang on a moment though, Doctor. If we follow Victor Foxtrot's course and end up somewhere over the rainbow, well, we're on a one-way ticket just like Captain Urquhart's lot. DOCTOR: You're forgetting the TARDIS. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: The TARDIS? You mean that police box? (The Doctor looks hurt.) DOCTOR: That's right. (Back to the Air Traffic Control center.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: (Over Radio) Gulf Alpha Charlie now six north, thirty west, request clearance to return to London. CLIVE HORTON: Gulf Alpha Charlie clear to turn to port, route via Sierra November, fifteen west to London. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Roger, Gulf Alpha Charlie turning to port. CLIVE HORTON: They're now on the same configuration as 1-9-2. (Meanwhile, back on the Concorde.) DOCTOR: It's amazing. NYSSA: What. DOCTOR: This thing's smaller on the inside than it is on the outside. (He opens the TARDIS which is lying on its side in the Concorde cargo hold.) DOCTOR: Wait here. (Doctor climbs in and slides along the console room floor, feet resting on the console. He reaches for a switch. As he flips it, the orientation of the console room turns and rights itself and the Doctor's weight is transferred to his back. Before he has a chance to stand up, Nyssa and Tegan come strolling in, in an unexplained feat of physics.) NYSSA: I wish I'd know about that when we were on Castrovalva. DOCTOR: So useful when you want to maintain a dignified attitude. TEGAN: Concorde should begin a descent deceleration procedure at any minute. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: (over radio) Gulf Alpha Charlie request permission to descend to 3-7-0. CLIVE HORTON: It's happening again. ANDREW BILTON: Did you feel something? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I'm not sure. Gulf Alpha Charlie, permission to descend to 3-7-0. (No answer.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: London, this is Gulf Alpha Charlie, do you read. (Back in the TARDIS the Doctor sets the hat stand upright.) NYSSA: Doctor, we're time traveling! TEGAN: The column isn't moving DOCTOR: The Concorde has just flown through the time contour. ROGER SCOBIE: Captain, the radiation meter's on alert. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Must be a solar flare. DOCTOR: (Entering cockpit) Oh, I doubt it, Captain. It's simply reacting to centuries of galactic radiation through which we're passing. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: London this is Gulf Alpha Charlie, do you read? DOCTOR: I'm afraid your radio is useless, Captain. By my estimation we're the spatial equivalent of 400 billion miles from air traffic control. VOICE OVER RADIO: Gulf Alpha Charlie please descend to 3-7-0. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Fasten your seatbelt please, Doctor. By my calculations we're 20 minutes from touchdown. (The Doctor is puzzled. Back at air traffic control.) CLIVE HORTON: We've lost them! DOUGLAS SHEARD: Another Concorde! So much for the Doctor! CLIVE HORTON: Where have they gone? (We're spared the lengthy and potentially stock-footage-laden landing sequence and find ourselves already landed and locked down with the cabin door open. The Doctor and Stapley emerge into the daylight.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Heathrow, Doctor. TEGAN: I ought to feel at home getting in and out of aircraft, it's all a bit unreal after the TARDIS. NYSSA: There's something very unreal about all of this. DOCTOR: That's why this tree doth continue to be since observed by yours faithfully, god. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What's that Doctor? DOCTOR: To be is to be perceived, a naïve 18th century philosophy. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: ah.... (They come down the stairs. Nyssa seems to feel something. She looks around for a long time with an odd look on her face. Then she turns to her right and sees something that makes her let out a supposedly uncharacteristic scream.) NYSSA: Aahhhhhhhhhh! TEGAN: Nyssa, what's the matter? NYSSA: Didn't you see them? There were decaying corpses. ANDREW BILTON: There's nothing there. DOCTOR: Nothing there. I wonder. Perceptual induction. ANDREW BILTON: What are you talking about, Doctor? DOCTOR: I want you all to concentrate very hard. ROGER SCOBIE: You don't give up, do you, Doctor? DOCTOR: Concentrate! Look at anything, observe it in every detail. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What are you doing to us Doctor? DOCTOR: Perceptual induction. And I'm undoing it. Concentrate, it's the only way to fight it and find out where we really are. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: But we're at Heathrow. DOCTOR: Ah, you think your at Heathrow. So did I. Well almost, up to a moment ago. Now concentrate, all together, it must be a concerted effort! TEGAN: That plane. I can't focus properly. NYSSA: Nothing's moving. ANDREW BILTON: It is blurred. NYSSA: I'm getting cold. DOCTOR: You see, the coherence is breaking up. (A flash and a sort of semi explsin happens and the entire background changes. Some of them are lying against rocks. The Doctor stands up first as they all look around.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Where are we? DOCTOR: Just where you thought we were Captain. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Heathrow? DOCTOR: Some a hundred and forty million years ago. ROGER SCOBIE: I think I'm dreaming. DOCTOR: Quite the reverse Mr. Scobie, you've just woken up. ANDREW BILTON: I don't believe it. DOCTOR: Definitely Jurassic. There's a nip in the air though. We can't be far off the Pleistoceine era. TEGAN: The ice age? DOCTOR: It's times like this I wish I still had my scarf. Better watch out for the odd brontosaurus. NYSSA: Were they the creatures I saw? DOCTOR: I doubt it, but I should think they came from this time zone. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Do you really mean, we have gone backward down a time contour. DOCTOR: Have you another explanation? ANDREW BILTON: But we were on Concorde. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: How did we land on this? DOCTOR: Very violently by the look of it. ANDREW BILTON: The touchdown was perfect. DOCTOR: Like having a tooth out under hypnosis, you don 't feel a thing. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: But the approach to Heathrow was utterly real. DOCTOR: So was the Indian Rope Trick. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: But Doctor, somewhere in this wilderness must be the passengers and crew of Victor Foxtrot. DOCTOR: Well don't worry Captain. we'll find them. Lets hope no one finds us first. ANDREW BILTON: What do you mean? DOCTOR: Behind every illusion is a conjurer, in this case I shouldn't think he went to all this trouble for our entertainment. TEGAN: Doctor, it's the other Concorde! DOCTOR: Ah, ah, Tegan wait! All of you, stay here. (Cut to the interior of a freaky snow globe.) KALID: Sharoz sharoz. Tumal. Balor. Balor. Sharoz sharoz tumal, balor balor. All things come to their appointed end soon, sooooonnn. (Back on one of the BBC's high quality sets.) TEGAN: Look, a building. Are we hallucinating? DOCTOR: I doubt it. The illusion is always one of normality. TEGAN: Well that's not exactly terminal three. Who could have built it? DOCTOR: I think the answer might be over there. (Back at the set constructed by Mrs. Crookedteeths third grade class.) ROGER SCOBIE: How much longer have we got to wait here? ANDREW BILTON: We don't we do a bit of a recce? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Look, I have developed a very healthy respect for the Doctor, and he wants us to stay put. NYSSA: No! Danger! We must find the Doctor! ANDREW BILTON: Nyssa what's the matter? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Come one, we'd better go after her. (Back at Kalid's Snow Globe of love.) KALID: You have your work, go to it. (group of people leave) Vishon, Vishon. (Back on another classy set.) ANDREW BILTON: Look, it's a motorway! It's the M4! NYSSA: It's an illusion. ANDREW BILTON: I don't care it might lead us out of this time warp. ROGER SCOBIE: At least it looks light civilization. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Now you stay where you are, that's an order. Remember the Indian Rope Trick. (The vision fades.) NYSSA: I can't see anything. ANDREW BILTON: Sigh. NYSSA: What was the Indian Rope Trick? (Cut to a scene of the Doctor and Tegan surronded by a pile of junk.) TEGAN: Someone's ship? DOCTOR: Been here a long time. TEGAN: Doctor, can we get out of here? (Once again our eyes are tortured by a backdrop that can only be bought at an art sale at your local Holiday Inn.) ROGER SCOBIE: So, this fakir throws the rope up into the air, and he and his assistant climb up it, and Presto, they disappear. (Landing gear set.) (Third grade set again.) TEGAN: They've gone. ROGER SCOBIE: Well some clever devil had taken photographs, and the reality is that there's the rope lying on the floor and this Indian JuJu man and his oppo are hiding behind some bushes laughing like a couple of skunks! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Shhh. Quiet. Look. NYSSA: They've got the TARDIS. ANDREW BILTON: There's Dave Culshaw and Angela Clifford, they were on Victor Foxtrot. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Wait!!! ANDREW BILTON: Angela. ROGER SCOBIE: Dave! Dave! ANGELA CLIFFORD: Andrew, you didn't tell me you had a New York stopover. ANDREW BILTON: What are you talking about? ROGER SCOBIE: Look, old chap, this is all a bit of a snare and a delusion. ANGELA CLIFFORD: Andrew, we've got a few chores to do. See you in the bar in half an hour. ANDREW BILTON: Snap out of it, you're not in New York. ANGELA CLIFFORD: The Captain wants us to try that new Indonesian Restaurant he's found. ROGER SCOBIE: We'll have to grab them. (Cut back to Captain Stapley and Nyssa.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What's happening? (Cut back to the happy reunion, where some concrete dudes materialize around Scobie, Bilton, Clifford and that other guy who can't stop smiling. Scobie and Bilton get whisked away with the Concrete Men by some high quality smog. Back in Kalid's Snow Globe of Love.) KALID: Sharom shara. Shara sharom! (A happy reunion occurs when the Doctor and Tegan meet up with Nyssa and Captain Stapley.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Doctor, those creatures have taken Bilton and Scobie! (Back in the damn globe again.) KALID: Evaneragh! (He can see them in the globe.) Tumal. Tumaal! DOCTOR: Are you sure it wasn't an illusion? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: They were real all right. NYSSA: Doctor! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Behind you!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x23 - Time-Flight - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
TIME-FLIGHT BY: PETER GRIMWADE Part Two Original Air Date: 24 March 1982 Running time: 23:58 (Plasmatons manifest themselves around the Doctor. He finds himself captivated by their bubble machines. Then it looks as if he's lying down in the bubbles. Stapley makes a move toward the bubbly mass but Nyssa stops him.) NYSSA: Stop! You mustn't fight it. The Doctor will be all right. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: But how could he-? NYSSA: I just know. BUBBLE VOICE: Doctor. Help. Help. Help Me ... TEGAN: What's happening now? (The bubbles disappear. Tegan and Stapley help the Doctor to sit upright. He has a dazed look on his face.) DOCTOR: Captain Stapley, are you all right? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Am I all right? Those were the creatures that got a hold of Bilton and Scobie. DOCTOR: What creatures? TEGAN: Those blobs. DOCTOR: Oh you mean the Plasmatons. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Whatever you want to call them. DOCTOR: Protein agglomeration, random particles assembled from the atmosphere. Quite harmless I assure you. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Doctor there's no technique that can make matter like that out of thin air. DOCTOR: Oh isn't there? Now what about the energy that telepathically generated the idea we were at Heathrow; you think that that can't operate on a physical level? NYSSA: Doctor. DOCTOR: It's simply a form of psychokinesis. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: You mean like that spoon bending nonsense. TEGAN: So it seems. NYSSA: Doctor those people were taking away the TARDIS. DOCTOR: What!? (Back in the freaky silver Kalid dude's snow globe. Scobie and Bilton appear before Kalid, who has obviously never seen a dentist. Cut back to the high quality backdrop with the Doc, Nyssa, Beagle and Captain Stapley.) DOCTOR: Didn't you even bother to look to see where they were taking it? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Hey! (walks slowly onto the scene) Are you from the other Concorde? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Yes, Captain Stapley, British Airways. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Professor Hayter, University of Darlington. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: You must be from flight 1-9-2! Where are all the other passengers, what happened to you? PROFESSOR HAYTER: You're not hallucinating. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Certainly not. PROFESSOR HAYTER: You have no idea what it's been like resisting alone. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Hahaha. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Who are these people? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Oh. This is the Doctor. DOCTOR: This is Nyssa and Tegan. PROFESSOR HAYTER: You're all with Captain Stapley? DOCTOR: Yes, I am sorry if we seem like an unlikely rescue party. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Oh... yes. DOCTOR: Well, well don't worry, you're not imagining this. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: If it hadn't been for the Doctor we would never have found you. PROFESSOR HAYTER: At least you're here. How did the Russians let you land? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Russians? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Well, aren't we behind the Iron Curtain, Siberia? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Well uh, not exactly. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Then where are we? (Back in Kalid's chamber, the people from the other Concorde have set the TARDIS down in a corner and turn to face Kalid for further orders.) KALID: You will return to your other work. ANDREW BILTON: TARDIS... TARDIS... TARDIS... KALID: To your work! ANDREW BILTON: Rope.. Rope... That's it, ROPE TRICK! KALID: Ram sharaa, inoora xuror! (he pauses to let his spell take effect) You will proceed with your work. ANDREW BILTON: Concorde? Concorde. Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 cleared for take-off. (Back outside.) PROFESSOR HAYTER: I must have passed out during the hijack, I think we all did. The next thing I knew we were in this mausoleum. They got everybody under some sort of hypnosis. At Darlington that's my speciality, so I was able to counter-suggest. Not easy I can tell you. Hyperstimulation of eidetic images, the most powerful hallucinatory induction I have ever come across. They must be using ultrasonics. DOCTOR: Who are they, Professor Hayter? PROFESSOR HAYTER: I don't know, even the guards are disguised. DOCTOR: Guards? Oh you mean the plasmatons. PROFESSOR HAYTER: The what? DOCTOR: Oh, it doesn't matter. At least you managed to get away without alerting these guards. Look, I want you to show us the way to this mausoleum. PROFESSOR HAYTER: You're not serious. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Hayter, I've got to find my crew. DOCTOR: And I've got to find my TARDIS. PROFESSOR HAYTER: TARDIS? TEGAN: Without it, we'll never get back to the 20th century. PROFESSOR HAYTER: What did you say? NYSSA: She's absolutely right. We've all travelled 140 million years down a time contour. PROFESSOR HAYTER: They're both hallucinating. TEGAN: It's true. Your aircraft got caught in a time warp. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Unless we get them away from here ... CAPTAIN STAPLEY: There's no time to explain Hayter I need you to show me where I can find my crew, the Doctor has to get back his, er, equipment. PROFESSOR HAYTER: If you insist Captain. The prison center is somewhere on the other side of that hill. What is this equipment of the Doctor's? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Well it's ... ahem. You wouldn't believe me. (Back in Kalid's chamber he circles the TARDIS in admiration, trying to find the way inside. He rattles the door handle but is distracted by an alarm noise ringing near his central podium thingy. He strides over to it and sees the approaching party in his snow globe.) KALID: Ram ram, zorak naraam! (Back to backdrop land with the others.) PROFESSOR HAYTER: There it is. DOCTOR: How did that get built in this wilderness? PROFESSOR HAYTER: slve labor I expect. DOCTOR: Come on then! (Nyssa stops and begins to freak out, like she can't catch her breath. Unfortunately instead of just letting her die, the others stop to check on her.) NYSSA: Doctor! No! (Gasp) Something's happening! I can't - I can't - CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What's happening to her? PROFESSOR HAYTER: It's the radiation. I said we should keep away from this place. DOCTOR: Ah, keep still! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: We must help her! (Nyssa suddenly calms down and seems to be able to breathe again.) NYSSA: Do not approach the citadel. Return to your ship. There is great danger. DOCTOR: Who are you? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What's happening to her? DOCTOR: The intelligence, it's using Nysser as a medium. PROFESSOR HAYTER: More like hysteria, created by ultrasonics. DOCTOR: Be quiet! Who are you? What do you want? NYSSA: We are - we are - The control divides us, but the control shall be resisted, resisted! KALID: Yoshee something something, my child. NYSSA: There's so little time. You must resist, resist. TEGAN: Look! It's happening again. NYSSA: Resist. TEGAN: It's the same stuff as the plasmatons are made out of. DOCTOR: Someone wanted to stop her talking. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: We've got to get her out of there. DOCTOR: I'm afraid we don't have the right kind of energy. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: But we can't just leave her! DOCTOR: Well if we can find the source of the power we might be able to free her. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: You go on Doctor, I'll stay with Nyssa. TEGAN: No, you're more use to the Doctor. I'll stay with her. (Nyssa lies immersed in bubble bath.) PROFESSOR HAYTER: Going on is madness. TEGAN: Look if we don't get the TARDIS back we could be stuck here forever. DOCTOR: Tegan's right. Now look she'll be perfectly all right. As soon as she's free you both go back to the Concorde. TEGAN: You bet. Good luck. DOCTOR: And don't try and follow us. Captain, Professor. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Don't you realize we've got to get away from here. The effect will only get worse the nearer we get to the center of the radiation. DOCTOR: Is that a reason for abandoning your fellow passengers? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: If the intelligence is trying to contact us, who is trying to stop it? DOCTOR: Something with the same resource of psychokinetic energy. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Another Intelligence. DOCTOR: Could well be. TEGAN: Nyssa, can you hear me. Nyssa. (Back at Kalid's crib.) KALID: Sharaa sharaa, sharam sharong. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: The place is deserted. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Don't you believe it, those guards appear from nowhere. DOCTOR: Those guards as you call them are fully occupied with Nyssa. PROFESSOR HAYTER: What do you mean? DOCTOR: The creatures you saw are particles of protoplasm bonded by psychic energy. The essential protoplasm can take any shape. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Such as the shield around Nyssa. DOCTOR: Yes, but I suspect the power and raw material is limited so as long as Nyssa is trapped... CAPTAIN STAPLEY: No plasmatons! PROFESSOR HAYTER: I've never heard such an extravagant explanation. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: How else do you explain what happened to Nyssa? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Well, some form of projection. Maybe part hallucination. Scientifically speaking - DOCTOR: Scientifically speaking I think we should find the others. (Back to Nyssa and Tegan, briefly.) TEGAN: Nyssa... Nyssa... can you hear me? (Back in the citadel, the three men come upon a chamber in which the passengers and crew from the other Concorde, along with Bilton and Scobie, are busy working at a giant angular clam-like object in the center of the chamber.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: That's Bilton and Scobie! DOCTOR: I wonder if they know where the TARDIS is. PROFESSOR HAYTER: I doubt if they can even remember their names, they're in a state of trance. DOCTOR: Well it can't be far away. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: If we could separate them. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Look out for the guards. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: The Doctor's theory is... Where is the Doctor? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Forget him. Let's get out of here. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: No! PROFESSOR HAYTER: I don't know what this Doctor's qualifications are, but if you ask me the man's a lunatic. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I don't believe I did. (The Doctor has wandered off in search of the TARDIS among the tunnels and chambers. At a junction he stops, indecisive, and takes out a coin. He flips the coin and slaps it on the back of his hand. Unhappy with the result, he turns the coin over and moves off to his left. He moves cautiously along the wall and eventually arrives at a dead-end. Frustrated, he stops for a moment and suddenly hears a door sliding open behind him. He enters through the door. The first thing he sees is the TARDIS standing in the corner. He strides into the chamber and heads straight for the TARDIS, stopping in front to stare at it happily. Kalid steps into the chamber behind him.) KALID: Soooo... You're here at last Doctor. (Back in the heart of the citadel.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What's behind that thing? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Another thing I shouldn't wonder. It's called hard labor. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: The Doctor's theory is that this is a hijack in time rather than space. This isn't the Soviet Union, Professor. PROFESSOR HAYTER: This Doctor needs his head examined. (Back in Kalid's chamber.) DOCTOR: So you're the conjurer. KALID: I am Kalid. DOCTOR: You say that as if you expect a round of applause. KALID: Have a care Doctor, you are not summoned to my domain to play the clown. DOCTOR: Your domain, hm? KALID: Here Kalid rules. DOCTOR: I apologize for my levity, not to mention my curiosity. KALID: What ah, troubles your mind, Doctor. DOCTOR: What your doing in this time zone for a start. KALID: Shall Kalid not travel where the spirit leads him. DOCTOR: Would this spirit have anything to do with the ruins of that spaceship out there. KALID: Spaceship? DOCTOR: Yes. KALID: Space is within us, Doctor. DOCTOR: Then exactly how do you travel. KALID: By the power of the great one. In the deserts of Arabia I learned all the magic arts. DOCTOR: Magic... Arabia... Oh come on you can do better than that. KALID: You mock me Doctor. But do not doubt that I can summon furies and cacodemons. A company of cherubim, or Lucifer himself. DOCTOR: Oh yes, yes. You're surrounded by a lot of powerful bio-energetics, Kalid. But I can't help feeling there's something a great deal more mechanistic about all of this. KALID: Mechanistic? DOCTOR: What are you doing sitting at the end of a time contour like a spider in a web, and what do you want with my TARDIS? KALID: My familiar spirits have told me of your miraculous cabinet. The spirits have told me you would come. DOCTOR: Your spirits are very well informed. KALID: I hold the whole genius of Night bound to my will and now the Great Elemental has summoned you, Doctor. DOCTOR: Not just me Kalid, what do you want with all these passengers? KALID: Slaves are required in my domain. DOCTOR: You have the plasmatons. KALID: They have other uses. DOCTOR: You mean you need the psychotronic energy for something else. (Tony looks pissed that the Doctor's so smart. Back to Tegan hanging out with Nyssa Bubble.) BUBBLE VOICE: Resistance, Kalid shall be resisted. NYSSA: Who are you? (Back inside Kalid's chamber.) KALID: The power shall be used for the great work we shall do together. DOCTOR: We? KALID: Together we shall scourge the entirety of space and time. DOCTOR: You can exclude me from your wizardry. KALID: You cannot resist, Doctor, in this place all things obey Kalid. Come. Look. Vizaan vizaan zanoor minaaz. (Kalid gestures at the globe where Tegan and Nyssa appear.) KALID: You see your friends? Vizaan vizaan! (The image changes to the heart of the citadel with Stapley and Hayter.) KALID: Your Captain Stapley, and his fellow mortal. DOCTOR: Very impressive Kalid, but your incantation is just triggering someone else's energy. You're not in control here, your just as mortal as anyone else. (Back in the heart of the citadel.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I wish the Doctor wouldn't wander off. PROFESSOR HAYTER: I thought you were in charge, Captain Stapley. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I am but I happen to respect his judgment. PROFESSOR HAYTER: You also came here to rescue your crew, or do you need to ask the Doctor's permission first? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Don't provoke me, Professor. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Your crew is in front of you, haven't we wasted enough time? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: All right. (He walks around the shell towards Bilton.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Bilton! ANDREW BILTON: Hello Captain, I've got the Met' report, we'll clear those thunderstorms. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Wake up, Bilton. PROFESSOR HAYTER: You must listen carefully to what I say. ANGELA CLIFFORD: Will you please sit down sir and fasten your seat belt we're about to take off. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Listen to me. ANGELA CLIFFORD: The bar will be open as soon as we're airborne. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: We're not at Heathrow. ANDREW BILTON: Oxygen Check. Flight control inverters on. Anti-stall systems on. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Stop it Andrew. No ... ANDREW BILTON: Altimeters checked, navigation radios set. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Professor! ANDREW BILTON: Brakes? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Check. ANDREW BILTON: Throttles? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Idle. ANDREW BILTON: Throttle masters? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Professor! Speedbird Concorde 1-9-2 to tower request permission to start engines. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Wake up man! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Concentrate. What about the Doctor, Captain Stapley? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Doctor? The Doctor! And my crew. Bilton! Bilton! Remember what happened at Heathrow? ANDREW BILTON: What's that Captain? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Remember the Doctor. Remember Nyssa and Tegan? Remember? Tegan? ANDREW BILTON: Tegan. Yes! (Back in Kalid's chamber.) KALID: Ohhhh. Together with your box, the power will be absolute. We shall command the whole universe. DOCTOR: I have always found domination such an unattractive prospect. KALID: Shall I be forced to compel you, Doctor? DOCTOR: There is no power that will give you control of the TARDIS. (An alarm starts to ring on Kalid's controls. He rushes over to see what is happening.) KALID: Sharaa sharaa kartaan! (Back to Nyssa and Tegan. The bubbles disappear from Nyssa as Tegan steps backward in alarm. Nyssa falls stiffly to the ground, eyes wide open like a robot. Back again to the heart of the citadel.) ANDREW BILTON: Come on Roger, wake up now, come on. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Look out! (More solid-looking Plasmatons appear inside the citadel chamber and appear to hobble toward Stapley and his men. Back to Nyssa and Tegan.) TEGAN: Nyssa, are you all right? NYSSA: Of course. TEGAN: What happened? NYSSA: The power dissolved, it was needed elsewhere. TEGAN: What are you talking about? NYSSA: I don't know. I keep getting this intuition. (Back to Kalid's chamber.) KALID: Sharaa sharaa tumaal, nadim. Nadim! (Back by the shell the Plasmatons wobble thrat.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Come on, Roger, you're coming with us! (Back to Nyssa and Tegan.) KALID: Iznamin. Iznamin. TEGAN: I promised the Doctor we'd get back to Concorde. NYSSA: No! TEGAN: But Nyssa! NYSSA: I must go to the citadel. TEGAN: We'll only get caught. NYSSA: The Doctor's in danger. Kalid! (Tegan looks stupefied as Nyssa runs off. Back to Kalid's chamber, he appears to be summoning a cloud.When the cloud disappears it leaves Stapley, Scobie, Bilton and Hayter standing there.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Doctor! PROFESSOR HAYTER: Who is this man? DOCTOR: Kalid. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Are you responsible for the abduction of my passengers and crew? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Is it you who authorized mass hallucination? KALID: Your questions are irrelevant. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I don't think so! DOCTOR: No! (Kalid waves his hand and Stapley finds he cannot move.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What's happening? DOCTOR: He's thrown up a barrier. I did try and warn you. (Nyssa and Tegan are already wandering around inside the citadel.) TEGAN: Where are we going? NYSSA: To help the Doctor. TEGAN: Is this your intuition again? NYSSA: Yes. Can't you feel it too? TEGAN: No! NYSSA: We must find the center, trust me. (They walk on for a bit and come to the end of the tunnel.) TEGAN: Why not. It's a dad end. (The wall slides back revealing an opening.) (Back in Kalid's chamber.) NYSSA: We must continue. KALID: Freedom of yourselves and your fellow passengers is in the hands of the Doctor. DOCTOR: You're wasting your time, Kalid. KALID: I require the key to the TARDIS. DOCTOR: I've already told you ... (An alarm goes off in background.) KALID: Arogogorah abrao abelatha! (We join Nyssa and Tegan in another fine Papier Mache set, courtesy of the BBC.) TEGAN: Adric! NYSSA: No. Adric's dad! TEGAN: But how can we be sure? ADRIC: Go back, Tegan, or you will destroy me. NYSSA: It's only imagination. It's the only power Kalid has left to stop us. ADRIC: If you advance you will kll me, Nyssa. TEGAN: We can't take that risk. NYSSA: The badge. TEGAN: What? NYSSA: Adric's wearing his badge. TEGAN: But it was shattered when the Doctor destroyed the Cyberleader! NYSSA: Exactly. TEGAN: Come on. ADRIC: Arrrrggggghhhhhh! (Back in Kalid's chamber.) KALID: The power must prevent all mortal advance. DOCTOR: Out of bounds, are they, Kalid? KALID: Not even I have dared penetrate the heart of the Citadel! DOCTOR: You mean you've not been able to. KALID: You will watch them suffer for this! Sharam shara, shara sharam! (Back in the tunnel again.) TEGAN: What is it? NYSSA: Melkur. What comes from it klled my father. I don't believe in you! TEGAN: Come on. (Kalid's chamber again.) DOCTOR: Well, Kalid, it seems a power greater than yours is protecting them. KALID: Faraam, nadeeem! (Tunnel again.) TEGAN: You're not real! (They move on and yet another door slides open. Slowly they walk into a dimly lit chamber with an interesting centerpiece. We get the feeling that hey have reached the end of their journey. Back in Kalid's chamber, he's pissed.) KALID: They have entered the sanctum! DOCTOR: t's your powerhouse is it? KALID: Doctor you will give me the key of the TARDIS. DOCTOR: No. KALID: Then you'll see your friends here destroyed, and you yourself annihilated. DOCTOR: don't think so, we've all got quite good at resisting your sorcery. KALID: Sotus saral, sotus mondaru, sato agrowol! ANDREW BILTON: Not again! KALID: You will not resist my command. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: These things have proven themselves harmless! DOCTOR: I'm not so sure about this one. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Aah. It's just a ball of cotton wool. DOCTOR: Kalid is drawing on deeper reserves of power. That thing is bonding itself into something far more dangerous than a plasmaton. KALID: Well, Doctor? DOCTOR: The answer is still no, Kalid. KALID: The TARDIS key, Doctor! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Please Doctor! KALID: Do you really want to see your friends die! (Tegan and Nyssa are in the center, which looks to be made of rich creamery butter. Boy, I could go for a Good Morning Burger right now.) NYSSA: The Doctor ... Help me! (She goes over to some things sticking up from the side of the sanctum and starts doing something. Weird. She must like the crappy sculpture because she wants to take part of it home.) TEGAN: What? NYSSA: Just help me! TEGAN: It won't budge. NYSSA: We must! TEGAN: What are you doing? (Nyssa tosses the big hunk of crap into the IKEA sofa. Back in Kalid's chamber, the creatures that Kalid summoned vanish. Kalid falls to the floor behind his podium. Instead of checking on Kalid, or perhaps attempting to restrain him now that he's momentarily stunned, he ignores him and goes to Stapley and his friends.) DOCTOR: The power is gone. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Look at Kalid! (The man's got one hell of a runny nose.) PROFESSOR HAYTER: There's got to be a perfectly simple orthodox explanation. Bio-energetic powers. Intellectual garbage. DOCTOR: Your won't find what you're looking for. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Won't I? You come and look at this. Psychotronics, was it Doctor? I call it electronics. DOCTOR: I don't understand. THE MASTER: No Doctor you never do understand. (Kalid is rising from the floor, taking off his flapping, snot-covered face to reveal that so he was the Master all the time, aaaah.) THE MASTER: (Laughs) You never do. (Laughs some more)	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x24 - Time-Flight - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
TIME-FLIGHT BY: PETER GRIMWADE Part Three Original Air Date: 30 March 1982 Running time: 24:29 DOCTOR: So you escaped from Castrovalva. I should have guessed. MASTER: As gullible as ever, my dear Doctor. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Magic, as in lantern. A scooby doobian performance. Sophisticated and terrifying, I do not dispute. MASTER: How you love the company of fools. ROGER SCOBIE: Hold on a moment. This crystal, there's no connection, no radio link. DOCTOR: The crystal is simply a point of focus. The communication is purely telepathic. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Then what's all this equipment for? DOCTOR: What indeed? These components are from your TARDIS! You're stranded here! The time contour you generated was a desperate lifeline to the future. It accidentally converged with Concorde. MASTER: You are right Doctor. I need your TARDIS to penetrate the sanctum. DOCTOR: For a new source of power, I think you're too late. It seems to have expended itself. MASTER: The recuperation will be swift. Your companions have entered the sanctum. They have disturbed the nueronic nucleus. But they will pay for the incursion with their lives. ANDREW BILTON: Nysser and Tegan dad? DOCTOR: Though as likely to have been protected as been destroyed. The power works against you as well as for you. MASTER: I shall soon have total control of the force. The TARDIS key Doctor. DOCTOR: No, relax, please, gentlemen, the Master will eliminate you without a second thought. MASTER: Very wise Doctor. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Good heavens, that's never the TARDIS! MASTER: Unfortunately it is, so typical for the Doctor's predilection for the third rate. But it will serve my purpose. PROFESSOR HAYTER: What does the man want with an obsolete metropolitan... (The TARDIS dematerializes.) ROGER SCOBIE: Oh no! PROFESSOR HAYTER: Were hallucinating again. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Is that how you travel, Doctor? DOCTOR: Not exactly the first class end of the market, but serviceable vehicle Captain. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Some kind of miasma. DOCTOR: I do not wish to believe therefore I hallucinate, is that the philosophy of Darlington men Professor? PROFESSOR HAYTER: What I've just seen is not possible. DOCTOR: Well, try telling that to Tegan and Nyssa when the Master Materializes in the sanctum. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Have you any idea where the sanctum is? ANDREW BILTON: What about behind that wall, where the passengers were working. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Could be. ROGER SCOBIE: Well if it is how did the girls get in there? DOCTOR: Well the power source is unstable. Sometimes it works for the Master, sometimes against. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: But why? DOCTOR: I don't know, but I intend to find out. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Right, let's go. DOCTOR: Uh nono, just the Professor and myself. ROGER SCOBIE: You'll need all the help you can get. DOCTOR: You've seen the hallucinogenic effects the power source can have, the closer you get the stronger it is. You wouldn't be able to resist. ANDREW BILTON: The Professor is the same as us. DOCTOR: The Professor has shown stronger resistance than most. By the way, if the Master turns up again don't be surprised. It may take him a little time to discover I left the coordinate override switched in. Ready? (Inside the sanctum Tegan and Nyssa lie unconscious on the floor. In the tunnels with the Doctor and Hayter.) DOCTOR: The Master was so desperate to penetrate the sanctum he resorted to brute force. PROFESSOR HAYTER: My fellow passengers? DOCTOR: Exactly. PROFESSOR HAYTER: I'll say one thing Doctor. For some of them it will be the first days honest work they've done in their lives. (They wander a bit more.) DOCTOR: Let's hope they still have enough strength left to break down the wall for us. (Now they enter the room wherein sits the sanctum shell. At least that room has some light.) PROFESSOR HAYTER: How long before the power returns? DOCTOR: I don't know. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Doctor, they've stopped hallucinating. DOCTOR: That's not necessarily a good thing. PROFESSOR HAYTER: What do you mean? DOCTOR: Are you any good at explanations? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Oh, yes I take your point. ANGELA CLIFFORD: It is Professor Hayter? PROFESSOR HAYTER: That's correct. ANGELA CLIFFORD: Thank goodness for a friendly face. I'm Angela Clifford. PROFESSOR HAYTER: This is the Doctor. He's here to help us. DOCTOR: Are your passengers unharmed? ANGELA CLIFFORD: Those I've seen are. Do you know where we are? DOCTOR: uh.. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Not exactly. ANGELA CLIFFORD: Do you know what happened to Captain Urquhart and the rest of the crew? PROFESSOR HAYTER: My dear young lady, it's no good asking me. The Doctor's the expert here. (Back to Kalid's chamber.) ROGER SCOBIE: In all my years as a flight engineer I have never seen anything... ANDREW BILTON: Listen! (The TARDIS rematerializes. The boys hide. The Master emerges from the) (TARDIS and walks over to his console.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I've got an idea. Roger you wait here for the Doctor. Andrew come with me. (They sneak over to the TARDIS and go inside. Their reaction is typical for humans.) ANDREW BILTON: It's not possible! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Quickly Andrew! ANDREW BILTON: You're never going to try and take-off! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Of course not, but somewhere here there must be a control for these doors. ANDREW BILTON: Oh I wouldn't have thought it was that. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: No. ANDREW BILTON: So we lock the Master out of the TARDIS? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Well maybe not out of the TARDIS, but we should be able to keep him off this flight deck. Always assuming this is the flight deck. Well, here goes. ANDREW BILTON: I hope you know what you're doing. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I haven't the foggiest. (He operates a switch and the scanner screen opens showing the Master at his Kalidoscope) Ah, that's more like it. Now if we can hold up the Master long enough for the Doctor to get through to Nyssa and Tegan. ANDREW BILTON: Captain! (They see the Master heading back toward the TARDIS. Together they make a dash for the inner door. The Master comes in and places a component from the Kalidoscope inside the console chassis.) ANDREW BILTON: He's going to try to take-off again, we've got to get out of here! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: We'll stay where we are. The TARDIS is our only link with the twentieth century. Where it goes we go. (Back in shellville.) ANGELA CLIFFORD: Now you heard what the Doctor said, we've got to get through this wall. Now you people stay here and the rest of you come with me. (She leads her group around the edge of the shell where they start attacking it with pryin' bars and such.) ANGELA CLIFFORD: Do you really think the rest of the crew are all right? DOCTOR: Oh, I'm sure of it. Either they've been pressed into other work or they're locked up safely out of harm's way. ANGELA CLIFFORD: It's incredible. We were doing this without realizing it! PROFESSOR HAYTER: Certainly. ANGELA CLIFFORD: What sort of power could do that to us? PROFESSOR HAYTER: We won't know that until we get to the other side of that wall. ANGELA CLIFFORD: But won't that be dangerous? What if the force returns? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Fight it. It's perfectly possible. ANGELA CLIFFORD: How? PROFESSOR HAYTER: Focus your mind on something your very sure of. Your family, fish and chips. Concentrate on that one thought, to keep the dream images out, all right. Now come on everybody, we haven't got much time. We're getting there Doctor. Doctor? (Hayter spots the Doctor standing staring at a Roman column and goes over to him.) DOCTOR: The Master's TARDIS. PROFESSOR HAYTER: A pillar? DOCTOR: Of course, that's where he's hidden the other passengers. PROFESSOR HAYTER: It's not big enough. DOCTOR: There's something else we need to explain later. PROFESSOR HAYTER: This revolutionizes the whole concept of relative dimension. Doctor, if only I were a younger man and had the time to make use of your knowledge. DOCTOR: Time, yes that's another thing. (In the Doctor's TARDIS the Master is completing his installation of the extra component while Bilton and Stapley watch from inside. He closes the doors.) (Back to outside the sanctum where the passengers are working.) DOCTOR: What's this? I want to see where this goes! PROFESSOR HAYTER: Doctor! DOCTOR: An induction loop. So that's how he generated the time contour. Don't you see what this means? PROFESSOR HAYTER: I certainly do not. DOCTOR: He's already harnessing the power in the loop! In the chamber! In the sanctum! PROFESSOR HAYTER: But Doctor, aren't we going into this TARDIS thing? DOCTOR: This wall is much more important, Tegan and Nyssa are behind it! (In the Doctor's TARDIS the MASTER attempts a takeoff. The column lights up and moves, but then the movement stops and the light dies. The Master doesn't look too happy.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Engine trouble. ANDREW BILTON: That's a bit of luck. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I'm not so sure, if it's a fault in the TARDIS we could be marooned in this wilderness forever. (Back by the sanctum shell they've succeeded in removing a panel. The) (Doctor is about to climb inside.) ANGELA CLIFFORD: Be careful now. DOCTOR: Now, you don't have to come in if you don't want to. PROFESSOR HAYTER: I'll learn nothing waiting for you here. DOCTOR: Good man, the rest of you ah ... stay here. (The Doctor and the Professor enter the giant Ronco juicer. The Doctor first bends to tend to Nyssa and Tegan who are regaining consciousness. Slowly they awaken.) PROFESSOR HAYTER: How are they? DOCTOR: They're just stunned. TEGAN: Doctor. DOCTOR: Are you all right? TEGAN: I think so. There was an explsin. Ooh my head aches. DOCTOR: You rest awhile. NYSSA: They willed us to come here. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Who are they? DOCTOR: Look in the sarcophagus, Professor. PROFESSOR HAYTER: It's alive. (Back in Kalid's chamber the TARDIS rematerializes sickly as Scobie watches. Once it solidifies again, Scobie dashes off to hide. Inside, the Master furiously slaps the door control and strides out.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Keep your eye on the screen Andrew. (Stapley crawls under the console and begins removing things.) ANDREW BILTON: What are you doing? (He pulls a few cards out of the console and hands them up.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: A trouble shared is a trouble doubled. I only hope the Doctor knows how to put all this back. ANDREW BILTON: Sabotage. (Inside the sanctum.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: (Laughs) PROFESSOR HAYTER: What is it? DOCTOR: An immeasurable intelligence at the center of a psychic vortex. All seeing, all knowing. PROFESSOR HAYTER: I've certainly never seen a living organism like this before. NYSSA: Why did it want me to destroy it? DOCTOR: It didn't. That's why it deflected your attck. TEGAN: That explsin? DOCTOR: A massive burst of psycho-kinetic energy. PROFESSOR HAYTER: That must be when the creature evaporated. DOCTOR: The power diverted to defend itself. PROFESSOR HAYTER: But why, work against itself? NYSSA: Two aspects of the same personality, the good and the bad. DOCTOR: Jekyll and Hyde. TEGAN: But why should half the creature want to attck us anyway? DOCTOR: Oh, not the creature itself, the power was being used by the Master. NYSSA: The Master's here? TEGAN: Well at least we've got half the force on our side. NYSSA: Perhaps more, the power that led us here was very strong. PROFESSOR HAYTER: How did you get in? TEGAN: Well the wall just opened. DOCTOR: Part of the benign intelligence must have triggered a hidden mechanism. TEGAN: Is that what happened to you? DOCTOR: We had to force our way in. TEGAN: Where? (He indicates the wall where they climbed in, but the wall has been sealed up again.) PROFESSOR HAYTER: The blocks have been put back. We're trapped! (Inside the TARDIS.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: That should put paid to any plans the Master has to take-off in this! ANDREW BILTON: I thought after the Concorde you could fly anything, but I can't make head nor tail of this. MASTER: I'm sorry the Doctor's not here to explain the controls. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Well you seem to be having a little difficulty with TARDIS yourself. MASTER: It's no longer important to me. (He crawls underneath and grabs a few things.) I now have all that I require. The TARDIS, for what it's worth, is yours. Eheheheheheheh. Bon voyage, gentleman. (The Master exits and then the TARDIS dematerializes as Scobie watches. In the sanctum.) TEGAN: I don't understand it, the entire wall's solid. DOCTOR: The power must be returning. TEGAN: But if you physically broke through... DOCTOR: Well someone filled in the hole. TEGAN: The passengers, Why? DOCTOR: Whatever part of the intelligence that is now controlling them wants us walled up in here. TEGAN: We are trapped? DOCTOR: Until the Master turns up with the TARDIS. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Doctor, come look at this, it's some sort of figurine. There's another one, and another. Could they be some sort of votive offering? In which case, this chamber might have some religious significance. DOCTOR: The Xeraphin. PROFESSOR HAYTER: You've seen one of these before? DOCTOR: A legendary race long since extinct. NYSSA: Xeraphin? DOCTOR: They're supposed to have lived on the planet Xerophas before it was devastated by crossfire in the Vardon-Kosnax wr. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Oh Doctor, please, on top of everything else not little green men from outer space. DOCTOR: There's nothing green about the Xeraphin I assure you. Highly developed creatures, beings of immense mental power. TEGAN: Doesn't it remind you of something? NYSSA: The work of a tissue compression eliminator. PROFESSOR HAYTER: What are you talking about? TEGAN: Well its a little toy of the Master's. DOCTOR: It's the wapon I warned you against. If the Master used it on you, you'd end up just like this. He must have come out of the casket. PROFESSOR HAYTER: But the thing in there is alive. And there's only one organism. DOCTOR: No wonder the animus is so strong! Apart from the Master's victims, the entire race of the Xeraphin is in this sarcophagus. (Back in the TARDIS.) ANDREW BILTON: So much for sabotage. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I thought I tampered with enough bits and pieces to ground anything. ANDREW BILTON: Captain! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: That's the citadel. ANDREW BILTON: If that's the case, the TARDIS has turned into a helicopter. (Back in Kalid's chamber Roger Scobie wanders about, then ventures into the corridor.) ROGER SCOBIE: Doctor? (Outside the sanctum the Master walks purposefully toward his TARDIS. Inside the sanctum.) DOCTOR: The whole race physically amalgamated into one organism with one immense personality. That's why the Master came here, that's why he laid this loop around the chamber. He wants this at the center of his TARDIS. NYSSA: Why? DOCTOR: Must have exhausted his own dynamorphic generator. NYSSA: Of course, the nucleus is the perfect substitute. DOCTOR: And infinitely more powerful. NYSSA: The power is returning. Can't you feel it? DOCTOR: We must find a way out of here. (Nyssa steps up to the IKEA furniture and takes on a calm demeanor.) NYSSA: Don't be afraid, Doctor. DOCTOR: No. Nyssa you'll be absorbed! NYSSA: The Xeraphin is calling us. The Xeraphin is very close. DOCTOR: No, stop! Nyssa! Talk to me, explain it to me! NYSSA: The Xeraphin contains the wisdom of the universe. Without the knowledge you can't escape from the sanctum. DOCTOR: But the knowledge will consume you! NYSSA: The sacrifice is required for your survival Doctor and the future of the Xeraphin. PROFESSOR HAYTER: Stop, I shall talk to the Xeraphin. DOCTOR: No, Professor. PROFESSOR HAYTER: I'm a scientist, Doctor. The chance of inheriting the wisdom of all the universe is an opportunity I cannot ignore. DOCTOR: It will destroy you, you don't understand what you're doing! PROFESSOR HAYTER: Precisely Doctor. But soon, I shall know everything. NYSSA: The Xeraphin welcomes you Professor! DOCTOR: Professor Hayter, get back from there! (Tegan grabs Nyssa's outstretched hand and yanks her to safety. Hayter continues walking forward into the light. Something grips him and starts to really hurt a lot.) PROFESSOR HAYTER: (Screams a lot.) (Back in the corridors Scobie is wandering.) ANGELA CLIFFORD: Roger? ROGER SCOBIE: Angela! Are you all right? ANGELA CLIFFORD: I can't resist for much longer! ROGER SCOBIE: What are you talking about? ANGELA CLIFFORD: The dream world, Professor Hayter explained. ROGER SCOBIE: Are you still hallucinating? ANGELA CLIFFORD: I'm trying to fight it, I feel so tired. Help me Roger, I can't always control the illusions! ROGER SCOBIE: Angela don't give up now, you mustn't let go of your mind. ANGELA CLIFFORD: The Professor said to ... to think of something real. ROGER SCOBIE: Think of it then just don't let them take you over. ANGELA CLIFFORD: I don't see how you can resist so easily. ROGER SCOBIE: The Doctor destroyed the illusion as soon as we landed. ANGELA CLIFFORD: The Doctor. ROGER SCOBIE: Was the Doctor with you? ANGELA CLIFFORD: Yes! The Doctor! ROGER SCOBIE: Did he break through into the sanctum? ANGELA CLIFFORD: Yes! We broke through the wall! ROGER SCOBIE: Come on. (In the TARDIS Stapley removes his coat.) ANDREW BILTON: We must be in a perpetual holding pattern. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I'm gonna have a go at flying this thing. ANDREW BILTON: Are you sure? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What other chance have we got? ANDREW BILTON: Right. (Outside the sanctum.) ANGELA CLIFFORD: Roger! ROGER SCOBIE: Where did you break through? ANGELA CLIFFORD: Somewhere along here. ROGER SCOBIE: Well this can't be it. ANGELA CLIFFORD: The power returned. They sealed up the wall again. ROGER SCOBIE: You mean the Doctor's behind this lot? ANGELA CLIFFORD: I tried to stop them! ROGER SCOBIE: We've got to get him out here. He's our only link with the real world! Come on! ANGELA CLIFFORD: Roger ... (Inside the sanctum.) DOCTOR: The molecular structure has completely broken up. NYSSA: He's become a plasmaton. DOCTOR: I think the Xeraphin is trying to materialize. (Over in the light, a brainiac creature appears.) ANITHON: I am Anithon, of the race of the Xeraphin. (Outside the sanctum.) ROGER SCOBIE: It's no good, we'll have to find some tools. Angela... (Angela wanders off and encounters the Master.) MASTER: Go into my TARDIS. I am the Master, you will obey me. (She does as he says. Scobie watches just out of sight. Inside the sanctum.) ANITHON: I come in this shape, as ambassador of our people. DOCTOR: What are the Xeraphin doing on earth Anithon? ANITHON: Our homeland was laid waste, by barbarians. So we traveled to this deserted planet, to build a new home for our people. TEGAN: That explains the spaceship we saw. ANITHON: But the sickness followed us. DOCTOR: Radiation poisoning. ANITHON: Using our psychic power we melded into a unity. DOCTOR: You achieved the absorption of a whole race into a single bioplasmic body? ANITHON: Yes, Doctor. In that shape we planned to rest until the contamination had passed. Then we could regenerate. DOCTOR: What went wrong? ANITHON: At the moment of regeneration, the Time Lord came, seeking our power. DOCTOR: The Master. (Back outside the sanctum, the Master attaches some sort of device to the sanctum wall.) (Back inside.) ANITHON: Those that were first reborn were destroyed. DOCTOR: We've seen their remains. ANITHON: We were forced to retreat to our resting place. DOCTOR: How did the Master gain so much control over your psychic power? ANITHON: Through the projection of his mind. He communicated with our baseness. DOCTOR: But surely there is more good than evil in the Xeraphin. And the good is controlling the power that helped Tegan and Nysser and is still resisting the Master. ANITHON: This magic affected the Time Lord's intervention. We are infinitely divided! (Something is happening to him.) Listen carefully ... together we can secure the safety of your friends, and yourself, and the regeneration of our race. DOCTOR: We have to deal with the Master first. ANITHON: Just listen, I will explain! Aaaaaah! (He splits into two.) ZARAK: I am Zarak, of the race of the Xeraphin. (The Master continues messing around with his old canister vacuum. Back inside.) ZARAK: My brother has misled you Doctor, we need no help. The Xeraphin has a new destiny. ANITHON: No Zarak, the ambition of the Time Lord will destroy our race. ZARAK: In order to be born, we all must die. The new order of the Xeraphin has gn. ANITHON: No, Zarak. ZARAK: We are in the new power. The force that binds and shapes us shall be feared and adored. Nations will prostrate themselves before us. We shall be divinity. DOCTOR: Zarak, that's just a dream. The Master will use the power for his own evil purposes. He'll never allow you to regenerate. ANITHON: Zarak, do you not yearn for shape and touch and feeling. My brother, our true destiny is the becoming of ourselves. All our power must be combined to work with the Doctor against the rebel Time Lord. NYSSA: I think we're winning. TEGAN: Winning what for heavens sake? DOCTOR: The argument of course, the debate between black and white Xeraphin. Whichever Xeraphin wins will control the combined power. NYSSA: For good or for evil. ZARAK: You've talked me out of my purpose, brother Anithon. But other councils will prevail. ANITHON: That is forbidden. ZARAK: In the new order nothing is forbidden. ANITHON: No! ZARAK: Come forth, Kalistoran! Come forth, Vaan! TEGAN: What's happening now? DOCTOR: Zarak is summoning the evil Xeraphin. ZARAK: Come to me Mordaal. ANITHON: Help me Doctor. DOCTOR: How can we help you? NYSSA: With our minds, we must will the dark Xeraphin not to appear. (The three step forward and point their hands at the IKEA furniture. Back outside the Master continues working with his stuff. He plugs) (vacuum hoses into the thingamathing.) (Back inside things are hotting up.) TEGAN: I can't keep this up much longer. DOCTOR: We must! (Zarak gets a groovy wavy halo around him which then disappears. The Doctor, Nyssa and Tegan are released from their hand-pointing task and fall backward away from the IKEA.) ANITHON: Zarak, embrace again the eternal truth of the Xeraphin. ZARAK: Too late my brother. The Master is ready for us. (They disappear.) DOCTOR: The Master's perfected the induction loop! (The furniture disappears leaving the sanctum empty.) TEGAN: What's happened to the Xeraphin? NYSSA: Transferred to the center of the Master's TARDIS. TEGAN: What does that mean? DOCTOR: It means the Master has finally defeated me.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x25 - Time-Flight - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
TIME-FLIGHT BY: PETER GRIMWADE Part Four Original Air Date: 31 March 1982 Running time: 24:30 NYSSA: That can't be so. DOCTOR: With the Xeraphin at the center of his TARDIS there's no limit to his powers. TEGAN: There must be something we can do. (The Doctor shakes his head.) TEGAN: Doctor! DOCTOR: Well, it would help if you could remember where you came in. NYSSA: Even if we found it we wouldn't be able to open it with the Xeraphin gone. DOCTOR: We'll have to resort to brute force! (Outside the sanctum, the Master waves his tissue compression eliminator at the passengers of Victor-Foxtrot as they slowly file into his TARDIS. Once they're all inside, he follows and his TARDIS dematerializes, watched by Roger Scobie with a sort of incredulous and hopeless look on his face.) (Inside the Doctor's TARDIS, which is hovering outside.) ANDREW BILTON: I thought this thing would never sab. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I don't think we'll risk touching any more controls. Look for a radio,maybe we could send a mayday signal. ANDREW BILTON: Who's going to answer it? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Perhaps the Doctor has a remote navigational... ANDREW BILTON: What's the matter? (Professor Hayter has appeared inside the TARDIS.) ANDREW BILTON: Where did you come from? (Inside the sanctum.) TEGAN: It's no good, the walls solid. NYSSA: We need help from outside. TEGAN: Such as. NYSSA: The people that let the Doctor in. DOCTOR: How do you suggest we make contact? NYSSA: The TARDIS! (It materializes inside the sanctum. The Doctor creeps slowly around it, lifting a finger to the others in a 'shhh!' gesture. As he nears the corner, the door opens and Stapley and Bilton emerge.) DOCTOR: Captain Stapley! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Doctor, am I glad to see you. TEGAN: Are we glad to see the TARDIS. DOCTOR: My dear Captain, you really are the most remarkable man to pilot the TARDIS, and with such precision! CAPTAIN STAPLEY: But... DOCTOR: Perhaps you could take us to the other side of that wall. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What? DOCTOR: You have control as they say. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I can't fly this thing. NYSSA: Then how did you pilot it here? ANDREW BILTON: Professor Hayter of course. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Yeah. Didn't you instruct Professor Hayter on how to fly the TARDIS? DOCTOR: No. ANDREW BILTON: Where is the Professor, he was here a moment ago. TEGAN: Professor Hayter is dad. ANDREW BILTON: Then what did we see, if it wasn't Hayter? DOCTOR: Must have been a telepathic projection. Perhaps he isn't really dad. TEGAN: But the man was atomized. NYSSA: No, he was absorbed into the Xeraphin life force. (Now back outside the sanctum, Roger Scobie hears the TARDIS and then sees it materialize. The Doctor is the first to come out.) ROGER SCOBIE: Doctor. DOCTOR: Hello. DOCTOR: Captain. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Roger I'm glad you're safe. ROGER SCOBIE: This place is really getting like Heathrow. DOCTOR: Have you seen another TARDIS? ROGER SCOBIE: Would that be something like a Greek pillar? DOCTOR: Could well be. DOCTOR: Yes, it vanished about ten minutes ago. NYSSA: Oh, we've lost him. DOCTOR: I don't think so. He's still in this time zone, he can't be far away. TEGAN: How do you know that. DOCTOR: In it's new state the Master's TARDIS won't be fully operational yet. He's got the nucleus all right, but he'll need to work on it. ROGER SCOBIE: What got me was all the people! DOCTOR: The passengers. ROGER SCOBIE: Yes, I've heard of a football team getting into a telephone kiosk but this was ridiculous. (The Doctor reacts by dashing back into the TARDIS. The others all follow him.) DOCTOR: Captain, your passengers are now in greater danger than ever before. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: How? DOCTOR: I'll explain later. Nyssa, I want you to take the TARDIS back to the Concorde cargo hold. Captain, I want you and your crew to get ready for take-off immediately. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Doctor, after that landing I doubt if the aircraft is safe to fly. DOCTOR: Wing and a prayer, Captain. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Well, if the damage isn't too bad we could always cannabalize Victor-Foxtrot. ANDREW BILTON: But what about a runway? DOCTOR: I'm sure you'll do your very best, Tegan come with me. Nyssa the coordinates are all set. (Back outside, the TARDIS dematerializes.) DOCTOR: Keep your eyes open, the Master could be anywhere. (And the TARDIS rematerializes inside the Concorde cargo hold. Gradually the people inside climb out with a rather large amount of difficulty considering it's on its side.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Andrew and I will start the cockpit check. Roger, I want you to do a walk around the whole aircraft. ROGER SCOBIE: Right, skipper. (Back in Kalid's chamber the Doctor and Tegan enter.) TEGAN: He's not here. DOCTOR: And taken everything with him, including the bits of my TARDIS. TEGAN: The passengers, what about them? DOCTOR: Molecular disintegration, that's where the Master has a neat little store of protoplasm with which he can do anything he wants. TEGAN: Sort of melt them down? DOCTOR: In a manner of speaking. Let's get back to Captain Stapley. (Outside near the Concorde landing gear.) ROGER SCOBIE: Hmm... well, the brake line's fractured and we've lost a lot of fluid. NYSSA: Is that bad? ROGER SCOBIE: Bad? It's a miracle! The undercarriage itself is virtually undamaged. We could probably nick the spares from Victor-Foxtrot. (He pauses and gets an odd look on his face. Clearly he sees something that bothers him – we get a quick sht of the Concorde in the distance.) ROGER SCOBIE: That's funny. NYSSA: What? ROGER SCOBIE: I thought I saw Victor-Foxtrot ... shimmer! Must be imagining things. (Elsewhere outside the Doctor and Tegan walk through the landscape. They stop near the same rocks where Nyssa had her freakout.) DOCTOR: There's something wrong. TEGAN: Well, I can't see anything. DOCTOR: No. No, you can't, can you? (They move on. Now back at the Concorde wheel strut.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What's the damage Roger? ROGER SCOBIE: Fractured brake line. ANDREW BILTON: Is that all? ROGER SCOBIE: As far as I can tell. Not a bad landing skipper. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Can you repair it? ROGER SCOBIE: With a bit of luck, and a bit of Victor-Foxtrot. There's only one problem though skipper, we'll need some compressed air for the start-up. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Ah, I'll take the tires off of numbers one and four wheels from Victor-Foxtrot. ANDREW BILTON: Do what? ROGER SCOBIE: Skipper, have you any idea how you jack up a hundred tons of aircraft? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: We dig a hole. ANDREW BILTON: What? ROGER SCOBIE: And with three and two wheels still in place you don't need to support the aircraft! ANDREW BILTON: I say! Brilliant! NYSSA: Where have you been? DOCTOR: I'll ah, I'll explain later. Where's my TARDIS? NYSSA: In the cargo hold of course. DOCTOR: Captain, is your aircraft all right? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Well apart from some damage to the hydraulics. We'll take some bits off of Victor-Foxtrot. DOCTOR: Ah, not a good idea. NYSSA: Doctor, it would work! DOCTOR: If that were Concorde. ROGER SCOBIE: Well it is Concorde. DOCTOR: That aircraft was damaged. Now it's in perfect condition. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: We must be hallucinating again. DOCTOR: I'm afraid not. That's the Master's TARDIS. ROGER SCOBIE: But it's a plane. DOCTOR: The Master's operated his chameleon circuit. NYSSA: And materialized around the other aircraft. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Then Victor-Foxtrot ... DOCTOR: Is inside the Master's TARDIS of course. I wish I had time to explain dimensional transcendentalism. Look, I'm going into my TARDIS, you stay here. NYSSA: No, Doctor. It's too dangerous. DOCTOR: There's no other way. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What are you going to do? NYSSA: The Doctor's going to materialize around the Master's TARDIS. TEGAN: You know what happened before. DOCTOR: There's no time for anything else. (Victor-Foxtrot, or rather the Master's TARDIS, vanishes.) NYSSA: We're too late. With the power of the Xeraphin the Master will be invincible! DOCTOR: Without the bits he stole from my TARDIS we can only travel in this time zone. TEGAN: We're stuck here. DOCTOR: I'm afraid so. (But the Master's TARDIS reappears.) DOCTOR: And so it would seem is the Master. Come on! MASTER: Devious to the last, Doctor. DOCTOR: Technical hitch? MASTER: Your substitution of the temporal limiter for the time lapse compressor. DOCTOR: Ah, well that's the way it goes if you will steal other people's property. What's he talking about Nyssa, have you been tampering with the TARDIS? NYSSA: Of course not. DOCTOR: Have you any idea what would have happened if I tried to go through with the ... . CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Doctor, Doctor I think I can explain. DOCTOR: You, Captain? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: You see when we were on the TARDIS I swapped some of the parts around. I thought it might put a spanner in the works. It was a stupid idea really. DOCTOR: Stupid? It was brilliant! (to the Master) Your prospects seem rather limited! MASTER: I can still operate my TARDIS. DOCTOR: Ah but such a restricted range. MASTER: Very well Doctor, what are you're terms? DOCTOR: You return all passengers, we have access to both aircraft, you return all the components of my TARDIS not necessary for the normal functioning of your machine. MASTER: And what will you give me? DOCTOR: The temporal limiter. NYSSA: Doctor, the nucleus of the Xeraphin. DOCTOR: He'll never give that up, without it his TARDIS is useless. (The Master gives a little nod and walks off.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Has he agreed? DOCTOR: Well, we'll know that in a moment. ANDREW BILTON: Look! NYSSA: He's accepted. (The Master's TARDIS reappears nearby as a ionic column again.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Is that the Master's TARDIS? NYSSA: Yes. (People start streaming out of the Master's TARDIS.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I don't believe it. ROGER SCOBIE: I'd think I'd rather hallucinate. DOCTOR: Captain, I'll need your aircraft ready for takeoff as soon as possible. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: We'll do our best. Roger, Andrew let's measure this ground for take-off. DOCTOR: Now, you two ... (pause) stay here. TEGAN: If the Doctor gives the Master a bit of the TARDIS, how do we get back? NYSSA: He must be giving him a redundant circuit. You know how the Doctor collects spare parts. (They look on. The Doctor approaches the Master who is standing near his TARDIS. The passengers are mulling about nearby. The Doctor receives components handed over by the Master, one by one.) DOCTOR: You seem to have mislaid the quantum accelerator. MASTER: Not at all, Doctor. You shall have it when you give me the correctly programmed temporal limiter. (The Doctor turns to the passengers.) DOCTOR: If you'll be so good as to follow me. MASTER: No, Doctor, they shall go when I permit them. (Back at the landing gear, Scobie is working at the brake fluid lines or something like that, who really knows, it's just a prop anyway it doesn't really work. Not a bad prop, mind, but still the fluid that comes out as he (see how he uses that spanner!) tightens the nuts and bolts reminds me of just another type of green slime.) (Inside the cargo hold the Doctor is half-in, half-out of the TARDIS when) (Stapley comes in.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Oh Doctor I shall need an external power supply to start the engines. Four hundred cycles, a hundred fifteen volts. DOCTOR: Right, I'll run a line from the TARDIS. Oh, you'll need a compressed air supply. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I'm using the air from the tires from Victor-Foxtrot. I'll take reducing valves and piping from the air conditioning system. (Back near the aircraft, Scobie is working on the tires, excuse me, tyres, with hoses and, er, valves and piping from the air conditioning system. He's a regular A-Team guy, that Scobie.) (Back inside the TARDIS, the Doctor is under the console while Nyssa looks lovingly at his shins.) NYSSA: Doctor, you haven't got the quantum accelerator back from the Master. DOCTOR: And he hasn't got the temporal limiter. The idea you see is to keep him waiting until we're ready to take-off. NYSSA: Why do we need Concorde. Can't we all go back in the TARDIS? DOCTOR: No, I need the TARDIS to deal with the Master. (Back outside again, where Scobie, Bilton and Tegan are working on the tyres and the compressed air jury-rig setup.) (Then back into the TARDIS where Nyssa is unspooling some cable from a reel. The Doctor lies comfortably on the floor, seemingly relaxing, or perhaps even asleep.) NYSSA: Doctor, how are you going to deal with the Master? Doctor! (He opens his eyes and looks up.) (Back outside, the Master looks like he's getting anxious.) DOCTOR: I'm thinking about it. (Inside the Concorde cockpit.) ROGER SCOBIE: Hydraulics fixed. NYSSA: External power all right, Captain? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Ah yes, tell the Doctor we're ready please. (she exits) I want to do a final walk around the aircraft while were waiting for the Doctor. (Back outside, the Master comes up to Tegan and Bilton as they're working with their valves and stuff.) MASTER: I am impatient to leave this place, tell the Doctor I require the temporal limiter immediately. (He looks behind him at the important-looking passengers who look a bit like self-important Harper faculty on strike.) MASTER: Or I shall start to eliminate your passengers. (Inside the TARDIS, Nyssa enters as the Doctor bounces a power supply off his chin.) NYSSA: Captain Stapley says the aircraft is ready. DOCTOR: Good, I just need a few more minutes. TEGAN: Doctor, hurry up, the Master's getting trigger happy out there. DOCTOR: Oh, well we better not keep him waiting. (Back outside, then.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: It looks fine, Roger. ROGER SCOBIE: There's no guarantee it will stand up to the take-off roll. No knowing what will happen going over this ground at two hundred knots. ANDREW BILTON: What happens when we get airborne? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: That rather depends on the Doctor, doesn't it. ROGER SCOBIE: Let's hope he knows what he's doing. (What he's doing is this. He approaches the Master holding his gifts of frankincense and myrrh. The Master holds a Heathkit crystal radio set. The Doctor gestures to the milling passengers that they are free to go, so they return to their classes.) DOCTOR: Please. MASTER: The quantum accelerator. DOCTOR: The temporal limiter. (They play a little game of give and take for a moment, but the Doctor doesn't cheat him.) MASTER: Thank you. Heheheheh. Should I say au revoir, Doctor? Hehehehehehehehehe. (The Master's TARDIS disappears.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I suppose he could end up anywhere in the universe. DOCTOR: Heathrow actually. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What? DOCTOR: He's virtually running in a new TARDIS. In order to check out the temporal dimensions he'll need to track back the line of the time contour. ANDREW BILTON: He'll end up in London with that nucleus on board? DOCTOR: Yes. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Well that's disaster! DOCTOR: Quite right. Should we go on board? TEGAN: The passengers are coming to. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: The passengers are your responsibility Tegan. When you get them on board, stand by these tyres. TEGAN: Ladies and gentleman, we do apologize for the delay. Your flight is now ready for boarding. Would you care to proceed to your aircraft immediately? (The noisy faculty, er, passengers moooove toward the Concorde to board and continue their journey.) (Inside the Doctor's TARDIS.) NYSSA: But the Master will get to Earth before us! DOCTOR: Not with my temporal limiter in-circuit. NYSSA: Why, doesn't it work? DOCTOR: Of course it does. You don't think I can fool the Master, do you? Mind you, there is, ah, an inhibition factor inherent in the programming. NYSSA: What does that mean? DOCTOR: He'll arrive after us. (He grins.) (Cockpit of the ... sorry Concorde.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Air on number three engine. (Stock footage.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Start number three engine. (Stock footage.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Start number two engine. (Stock footage. Tegan footage.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Air off, get Tegan in here. (Tegan footage.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Start number one engine. Start number four engine. (Stock footage.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I will reverse thrust on three and four so I can turn the aircraft and clear that ramp. (The Doctor climbs out of the TARDIS in the hold. Stock footage.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: I will abandon take-off prior to V1 only on the loss of two engines. DOCTOR: This is it? CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Yes Doctor, fasten your seatbelt for take-off please. At V2 we'll maintain our our climb out at theta two, at full power. Cross your fingers! This is it gentlemen. Three, two, one ... now. (Stock footage.) ROGER SCOBIE: Power checked. ANDREW BILTON: V1. Rotate. (The Concorde takes off with one of the worst sab colour separation overlays I've ever seen, showing the prehistoric set in the foreground. Then we get reaction shts of most of the people in the cockpit, including the Doctor.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What did I tell you Doctor, finest aircraft in the world! (It flies off over the prehistoric landscape.) ANDREW BILTON: V2. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Gear up. ANDREW BILTON: Yes sir. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Where to now Doctor? DOCTOR: Ah, I'll just program your flight computer. (First we see more Concorde stock footage. Then it's back in the TARDIS.) DOCTOR: Now, as we dematerialize, we reverse the process of the time contour and kick Concorde back onto it's original flight path. (Tegan and Nyssa look like they don't have a lot of confidence.) DOCTOR: With a bit of luck. (The Concorde in flight suddenly vanishes, but then reappears again. Inside the cockpit ... ) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: What's happening? ROGER SCOBIE: The center of gravity's shifted! The radio navigation's working! (Since we've missed air traffic control so much, we finally get to see them again.) CLIVE HORTON: Look! DOUGLAS SHEARD: It's not possible, from out of nowhere. CLIVE HORTON: Speedbird Concorde Gulf Alpha Charlie. (Inside the cockpit Stapley answers with relief.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Roger, Speedbird Concorde Gulf Alpha Charlie descending 350. We're back! (On a roof at Heathrow the TARDIS spews out Tegan, Nyssa and the Doctor.) DOCTOR: Well, it's Heathrow Airport. We appear to be on schedule for a change. (The Doctor promptly goes back inside. Overhead, the Concorde is coming in for its landing while Tegan and Nyssa watch. And we get to watch too. The whole thing. First it comes in to land, then it lands. And rolls for a while. Tegan walks over to the railing where Nyssa is standing. They both turn to watch a more mundane jet taking off.) NYSSA: What a funny way to travel. TEGAN: Kind of fun, though. NYSSA: You miss it, don't you. TEGAN: Oh, I don't know. It's not exactly dull traveling with the Doctor. (Nyssa spots some policemen coming out onto the roof and heading over to the TARDIS.) NYSSA: Doctor! DOCTOR: Ah, now what we need's a diversion. Now with a bit of luck, not to mention judgement. (As if on cue, the Master's TARDIS appears, hovering just above the Doctor's. The policemen stop their approach in surprise, and the Doctor runs into the police box. Nyssa follows him, and he closes the door.) NYSSA: The Master can't land! DOCTOR: No. Same coordinates as the TARDIS. But we got here first. Just! (He twists a control. The police box shimmers briefly, and quite suddenly the Master's TARDIS disappears with a zippy sound effect.) NYSSA: It's gone. DOCTOR: Knocked back into time-space like a straight six into the pavilion. NYSSA: The Xeraphin will never be able to regenerate. DOCTOR: Oh they stand a much better chance on their own planet. NYSSA: You sent them to Xerophas? But the radiation will ... DOCTOR: That was millions of years ago. The atmosphere will be perfectly clear by now. Not a very nice planet for the Master though. NYSSA: He'll just take off again. DOCTOR: Well I think with that extra energy on board my temporal limiter will need replacing. NYSSA: He's stuck on Xerophas? DOCTOR: Yes. Let's hope it's for good. (he operates some controls) Now! Where's Tegan? (Inside Heathrow, Tegan's wandering about intoxicated again, probably looking for more alcohol. She listens to the tannoy voice, then reads some signs and stuff.) (Inside the airport controller's office.) DOUGLAS SHEARD: The airline, not to mention Whitehall, is going to need a full explanation. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: We did rescue the passengers and crew. ROGER SCOBIE: And got our own plane back from a time warp. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Time warp indeed. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: The Doctor was absolutely right. We've been away for a hundred forty million years. ROGER SCOBIE: What about the overtime? DOUGLAS SHEARD: You we're only missing for twenty four hours, and what about Victor-Foxtrot? ANDREW BILTON: Victor-Foxtrot was never really lost. DOUGLAS SHEARD: What? ROGER SCOBIE: Should be on the other side of the sewage farm. ANDREW BILTON: Must have been beside the ruins of the citadel for a hundred and forty million years. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: You just have to dig it up. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Yes. Oh, not that police box again. (They all get up to leave.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: It's the Doctor! (Back on the roof, the Doctor is having a bit of a time trying to explain himself to the policemen.) DOCTOR: Ah, well. Really officer we're.. we're just in.. in transit as it were. Ah, CAPTAIN STAPLEY: just ah, just ah. Captain Stapley! I trust you had a good flight. You're amazing Doctor. DOCTOR: Ah, you know my friend the airport controller, I'm sure he can give you a full explanation. DOUGLAS SHEARD: I think I'm entitled to a few explanations. DOCTOR: Ah, well, ah, ah, I'll just make ah, ah quick phone call which should clear the whole thing up. DOUGLAS SHEARD: I thought the Doctor was on Concorde with you. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Absolutely, but you see that police box is really a spaceship in disguise. ANDREW BILTON: And it's called the TARDIS. DOUGLAS SHEARD: TARDIS. TARDIS! ROGER SCOBIE: And it travels in time as well. DOUGLAS SHEARD: Gentleman, if you persist with this flippancy it will be time to talk about ... disciplinary action. (He trails off as the TARDIS vanishes. Then Tegan shows up.) CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Happy landings Doctor. TEGAN: Happy landings Doctor. CAPTAIN STAPLEY: Hello, I thought you were going with the Doctor. TEGAN: So did I.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "19x26 - Time-Flight - part 4"}	foreverdreaming
ARC OF INFINITY BY: JOHNNY BYRNE Part One First Air Date: 3 January 1983 Running time: 24:37 OMEGA: You have made your choice? TIME LORD: Yes. We are ready to begin. OMEGA: Excellent. And your choice? TIME LORD: It has not been easy, but time, present location, personality, for these and other reasons, it must be the Doctor. OMEGA: The Doctor? Yes. Clever. Most ingenious. The perfect choice, Time Lord. DAMON: The security circuit. Cut the scrambler. DAMON: That's odd. Photon cell burnout? TALOR: Okay? DAMON: Yes. DAMON: I don't believe this. Talor, look. TALOR: What is it? DAMON: Someone's transmitting the biodata extract of one of the Time Lords. TALOR: Cut it! This is treason. I must report it at once. DOCTOR: And such a simple repair job. NYSSA: Why didn't you do it sooner? DOCTOR: Well, you know how it is. You put things off for a day, next thing you know it's a hundred years later. NYSSA: It'll make quite a difference to have audio link-up on the scanner again. DOCTOR: Mmm. DOCTOR: Let's see if it works. FRAZER: No, everywhere is full. You got to sleep rough tonight. Yeah, the hostel from tomorrow. That's the number I gave you. Look, I'd better go. I'll see you at the airport tomorrow. Take care. STUART: Okay? Oh no, a policeman. FRAZER: Steady. The Dutch are a very civilised race. They don't put people into prison for losing a passport. STUART: No, but they can deport you. FRAZER: Oh, come on, let's grab something to eat. Anyway, our real worry is where we're going to sleep tonight. STUART: I know a place. Not the most appealing, but central and very cheap. FRAZER: Sounds perfect. STUART: And literally as quiet as the grave. DOCTOR: Perfect. NYSSA: We have an audio system, but nothing to listen to. DOCTOR: And now we have nothing to look at. Couldn't be better. Peace and quiet is just what the doctor ordered. NYSSA: Doctor? There are many other repairs to do. DOCTOR: Well, there's nothing urgent, is there? NYSSA: The navigational system? That must be faulty. We never seem to arrive where we intend. DOCTOR: No. Well, you see, ever since the Cybermen damaged the console NYSSA: And that's another thing. The TARDIS used to be in a state of temporal grace, you said. gn couldn't be fired. DOCTOR: Yes. Well, nobody's perfect. NYSSA: Doctor. NYSSA (OOV.): Doctor, come quickly! OMEGA: The data has been received, Time Lord, but not the booster element. Why? TIME LORD: I had to close down transmission. A fault developed. OMEGA: What will you do? TIME LORD: Check to see it wasn't detected. OMEGA: And if it were? TIME LORD: I'll deal with it. Perhaps we should delay until I have. OMEGA: It is too late. Already the TARDIS is under my control. DOCTOR: Sensors show we're converging with a massive source of magnetic radiation. NYSSA: But there's nothing out there. Just light years of black empty space. DOCTOR: Well, something's causing it. We must change course. NYSSA: To where? DOCTOR: Anywhere, so as long as it's away from here. STUART: There we are. FRAZER: We're spending the night there? STUART: Yes. NYSSA: What's happening? DOCTOR: I don't know. NYSSA: These readings don't make sense. DOCTOR: I know. FRAZER: Hey, where are you going? STUART: Just follow me. FRAZER: What is this place? It's so dark. STUART: Here, take this. (a torch) Trust me, Colin. Have I ever lead you astray? FRAZER: There's always a first time. Who owns this place? STUART: The state. It's a kind of forgotten national treasure. No one ever comes here except the odd gardener during the day. FRAZER: Wait a minute. This is a crypt! STUART: So? FRAZER: I thought you said this was a cellar. STUART: Didn't you see the ornamentation? The fountain? FRAZER: Are you serious about staying the night here? STUART: Of course. FRAZER: Now I know you're crazy. STUART: Come on. Our nest's through here. STUART: Not quite the Ritz, but it's dry and warm. FRAZER: What's in the pipes? STUART: Water. We're below sea level here. Stop the pumps and Amsterdam would take up its stilts and float. How'd you like it? FRAZER: Well, I'm not too keen on the neighbours. DAMON: The analysis checks out. TALOR: You're sure? DAMON: Yes, it's the Doctor's biodata extract. What did the Castellan have to say? TALOR: In spite of the urgency of my request, he chooses not to be available until tomorrow. DAMON: You realise only members of the High Council could have transmitted that data? TALOR: I know. We just have to wait. DAMON: Do you need me any more? TALOR: No. Good night. DAMON: Good night. TALOR: Good evening. TALOR: Impulse laser? STUART: Are you really going to sleep like that? FRAZER: What's the matter with that? STUART: You're still fully dressed. FRAZER: I'm not taking any chances. STUART: Oh, come on. It's only a pump house. The worst that can happen is that we're caught by the police. FRAZER: I find this place spooky. STUART: At least take your boots off. TIME LORD: As I feared, transmission was detected, but it has been dealt with. OMEGA: How? TIME LORD: An accident has been arranged. OMEGA: Bonding can take place immediately? TIME LORD: As long as you are positive there is no other way. OMEGA: I am not of your dimension, Time Lord. I have the means to enter, but without the physical imprint of bonding, I cannot remain among you. DOCTOR: I can't control the TARDIS! NYSSA: Can't you override the control? DOCTOR: I just tried. NYSSA: Doctor! NYSSA: What is it? DOCTOR: Something's coming through. NYSSA: A materialisation? DOCTOR: No, extradimensional. DOCTOR: Quick, Nyssa, out of here! The Doctor and Nyssa slow to a halt. The Doctor turns around to see Omega, who then glides inside him.) DOCTOR: No! No! NYSSA: Doctor! FRAZER: Robin! Come on, wake up. There's something going on inside. STUART: What? FRAZER: There's somebody in there. STUART: You're imagining it. Go to sleep. FRAZER: I tell you I heard something. STUART: You sort it out. I want to sleep. FRAZER: That wasn't here before. NYSSA: Doctor? Oh, thank goodness you're all right. DOCTOR: How long have I been here? NYSSA: Not long. What was that thing? It just appeared from nowhere. DOCTOR: From another dimension. NYSSA: Has it gone? DOCTOR: From the TARDIS, yes. NYSSA: For a moment I thought it had taken you over. DOCTOR: Well, for a moment it did. What you saw was an attempted temporal bonding. The molecular realignment of two basically incompatible lifeforms. NYSSA: I checked the sensors. This creature is formed from anti-matter. DOCTOR: Are you sure? Then it's worse than I feared. NYSSA: But the creature failed. It's not in our dimension now. DOCTOR: Oh, it is somewhere, and halfway to achieving its purpose. It won't have given up that easily. NYSSA: To remain in this universe, the creature would have to reverse its polarity. I mean, if it failed DOCTOR: Matter and anti-matter in collision. Yes, I take your point. Come on, we've got work to do. STUART: Colin? Colin? STUART: Colin? Okay, very funny. Now cut it out. ZORAC: Well, Lord President? BORUSA: The Matrix confirms what we already know, Cardinal Zorac. The creature is intelligent, immensely powerful, and formed from antimatter. ZORAC: Damnable business. Thalia, you're the expert on this, what do you have to say? THALIA: Well, in theory, movement between dimensions is possible. In practice, less so. But the same was said about time travel, and that has long been a reality. HEDIN: Has the Matrix fixed the location of the creature? BORUSA: It can't. Temporal distortion is extremely severe. THALIA: At present the creature is shielded, but that will soon decay. ZORAC: Then we shall know precisely where the creature is. CASTELLAN: But that will be too late, unless the bond was severed. THALIA: That, of course, is another matter. But we all know what that would mean for the Doctor. NYSSA: (reads) Rondel, intergalactic region devoid of all stellar activity. In former times the location of collapsed Q star. NYSSA: Q star? DOCTOR: They're very rare. On burnout it creates quardal magnetism. That's what the sensors picked up. It's the only force known to shield anti-matter. NYSSA: That's what's shielding the creature? DOCTOR: Has to be. But it's known to decay rapidly. Anything else? NYSSA: Not much. Just the name the ancients gave to this region. The Arc of Infinity. DOCTOR: That's it, Nyssa. That's how it came through. What we saw was the gateway to the dimensions. The Arc of Infinity. OMEGA: The bonding registered in the Matrix? TIME LORD: Very clearly. OMEGA: And the High Council? TIME LORD: They had no choice but to act as we predicted. But you, I detect a weakness. OMEGA: My concern, Time Lord, not yours. Carry out your instructions and all will be well. NYSSA: So, if this creature can't bond with you, it can have no real existence in this universe. DOCTOR: Right. NYSSA: But to do that, it would have to have detailed biological information about you. DOCTOR: Which in my case exists only in the Matrix on Gallifrey. NYSSA: So someone there passed it on. MAXIL: Feed this into the Matrix. Well, don't you recognise the Lord President's seal? DAMON: I will need to confirm your authorisation. MAXIL: Arrest him. DAMON: Please, please. Well, perhaps I spoke in haste, but to recall a TARDIS, and without prior announcement, well, you must understand my position. MAXIL: It's not without due and proper consideration that this decision has been made. DAMON: Where do you want the TARDIS located? MAXIL: The security compound. And only I am to have access. Tell my men when the TARDIS arrives. They'll be waiting outside. NYSSA: There was a massive energy transfer. DOCTOR: Hmm. This creature controls the shift of the Arc. Just think of it, Nyssa. With such power you can unlock the door to travel between the dimensions of matter and anti-matter. NYSSA: Doctor, we've changed course. DOCTOR: High Council of Time Lords. We're being taken back to Gallifrey. NYSSA: Why? DOCTOR: I don't know. It must be urgent. Only twice before in our history has the recall circuit been used. STUART: Colin! It's me, Colin. Come on, let's get out of here. I was just about to fetch the police. STUART: Come on, let's get out of this hell hole! MAXIL: The TARDIS has arrived. DAMON: Yes, I was about to inform you. The compound is secure. MAXIL: Excellent. DAMON: Commander Maxil, why are you treating the Doctor like a criminal? MAXIL: I'm simply following orders. NYSSA: Where are we? DOCTOR: The security compound in the heart of the Citadel. DOCTOR: Well, they're taking no chances. NYSSA: We're locked in. DOCTOR: Handprint activated, from the outside. Fetch my indent kit from the workbench, will you? I might just be able to trip it. Quickly! RECEPTIONIST: Look, come back in half an hour, okay? MAN: Okay, thank you. RECEPTIONIST: Bye. MAN: Bye-bye. STUART: You have a room booked for me. RECEPTIONIST: What's your name, please? STUART: Stuart. RECEPTIONIST: Ah yes. How long will you be staying for, Mister Stuart? STUART: I don't know. A few days. RECEPTIONIST: No problem. You are in room thirty four. Oh, one moment, please. Are you the Mister Stuart who reserved with Mister Frazer? Mister Colin Frazer? STUART: What about it? RECEPTIONIST: Well, will Mister Frazer be checking in today? STUART: Don't count on it. RECEPTIONIST: Sorry? STUART: What I said. Colin Frazer won't be coming here. Not today, not tomorrow. If you want the details, ask the police. Perhaps when they stop indifferent they might start looking for him. RECEPTIONIST: I'm sorry. I wish I could help. I'm only asking because there's a telephone message for him, that's all. STUART: Oh. What message? RECEPTIONIST: His cousin will arrive at Schiphol Airport tomorrow morning at ten thirty. NYSSA: I don't understand, Doctor. DOCTOR: Not now, Nyssa. NYSSA: Why are we locked in? Surely the Time Lords have brought you back to help find the creature and prevent its bonding with you. DOCTOR: I wish I could believe that. NYSSA: What other reason would there be? DOCTOR: It won't be that easy to track this creature down. The universe is rather a big place. And there is an easier alternative. NYSSA: To kll you? Is that why they've brought you back? DOCTOR: Possibly. NYSSA: You did it! DOCTOR: I doubt it. Not with this kind of lock. And certainly not as quickly. DOCTOR: This way. GUARD (OOV.): Commander? MAXIL: Yes? NYSSA: Where are we trying to get to? DOCTOR: The computer room. It's not far now. NYSSA: Will it be guarded? DOCTOR: Well, they certainly know we've arrived. DOCTOR: Quickly! DOCTOR: Hello, I'm the Doctor. NYSSA: Doctor! NYSSA: Doctor!	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "20x01 - Arc of Infinity - part 1"}	foreverdreaming
ARC OF INFINITY BY: JOHNNY BYRNE Part Two First Air Date: 5 January 1983 Running time: 24:42 MAXIL: Take them away. ZORAC: Each and every time the Doctor returns to Gallifrey there's volence. HEDIN: Perhaps it is we who should modify our approach. ZORAC: He resisted the guard! HEDIN: We send armed guards when a friendly face and a welcoming hand would have sufficed. Are you surprised that he resisted? NYSSA: He's hurt. He must have proper medical attention. MAXIL: He'll recover. MAXIL: The compound is guarded. If you try to leave again, my men will sht to kll. See that the Doctor knows. THALIA: Well, where is he? CASTELLAN: The Doctor tried to evade security. Some force had to be used. He'll be brought here as soon as he's recovered. THALIA: The situation is critical, Castellan. CASTELLAN: Of that fact I am more than aware. If I may pass? I must give my report to the Lord President. DOCTOR: Not the most welcoming return. NYSSA: They've taken the main space-time element. DOCTOR: That's the only way to keep me and the TARDIS here. NYSSA: What do we do now? DOCTOR: We need a link. Something to prove the connection between this creature and Gallifrey. NYSSA: And how are we going to find that? CASTELLAN: Maxil. The Doctor is secure? MAXIL: Yes. CASTELLAN: The High Council wish to see him the moment he's recovered. And Maxil? See that he's there, or you answer to me. TANNOY: KLM announces the arrival of the delayed flight from London. STUART: Excuse me. Tegan Jovanka? TEGAN: Yes. STUART: Robin Stuart. TEGAN: Oh. STUART: I'm a friend of Colin's. TEGAN: Hello. Colin told me you were travelling round together. Is he here? STUART: I'm afraid not. TEGAN: Oh. He is all right? STUART: Look, let's go into town and I'll tell you all about it, okay? MAXIL: You're to come with us, Doctor. DOCTOR: There's no need for all the fre power. MAXIL: They have orders to kll at the slightest sign of resistance. DOCTOR: The Council Chamber, I suppose. MAXIL: Yes. DOCTOR: My companion is not involved in this. MAXIL: Move. My orders are to take you both. TEGAN: Two coffees, please. TEGAN: When did you last see Colin? STUART: Well, it's difficult. TEGAN: What do you mean, difficult? STUART: It's hard to explain. He's disappeared. TEGAN: Disappeared? Couldn't he have just wandered off? STUART: You're not going to believe this. DOCTOR: Councillors. HEDIN: Doctor. A pleasure to see you again. DOCTOR: And you, Hedin. Nyssa, my old friend, Councillor Hedin. Councillors, my companion, Nyssa of Traken. THALIA: You are welcome to Gallifrey, Nyssa. NYSSA: Thank you. ZORAC: Well, Doctor, an unpleasant business, this. I'm sure you understand why the Lord President was forced to recall you. DOCTOR: Given the chance, I would have returned willingly. CASTELLAN: You've never proved as cooperative in the past. THALIA: If you remember, you were asked to return Romana, and you failed to do so. DOCTOR: Romana chose to stay in E-space. HEDIN: That's all past history. DOCTOR: Yes. Well, now that I'm here, Thalia, have you given any thought to what's happened? THALIA: There hasn't been much time, Doctor. DOCTOR: Has anyone checked to see if my biodata extracts have been removed from the Matrix, Castellan? CASTELLAN: What are you suggesting, Doctor? DOCTOR: I would have thought that was obvious. None of this could have happened unless the creature had that information. CASTELLAN: I should have thought the most important ZORAC: Councillors. The Lord President. BORUSA: You too have regenerated. DOCTOR: Indeed, President Borusa. BORUSA: And Nyssa of Traken, isn't it? Sorry to have kept you waiting. Please be seated, Councillors. BORUSA: This session of the High Council of Time Lords is now in progress. TEGAN: It's the sort of thing the Doctor gets up to. STUART: Doctor? TEGAN: A friend of mine. Have you reported this to the police? STUART: Of course, but do you think I could tell them the same story? TEGAN: Colin has disappeared. STUART: He's a foreign national, a hitchhiker. Unless there's proof of volence, they're not interested. It's the same in any country. TEGAN: We'll see about that. STUART: I can't get involved. What I've said is the truth, but I've lost my passport. I can't risk making a fuss. TEGAN: Marvellous, isn't it. First I lose my job. Not to worry, I think. I'll go and see my favourite cousin, cheer myself up. Now this. STUART: I'm sorry. What do you want to do? TEGAN: Tell me your story again, every detail. Then we'll go to the police. It's all right. I'll handle it alone. BORUSA: The space-time parameters of the Matrix have been invde by a creature from the anti-matter world. We know its composition and how unstable is the magnetism that shields it. The creature must be expelled immediately if we are to avert disaster. DOCTOR: Without knowing its purpose here. BORUSA: Its presence here must be our first concern. Anti-matter cannot co-exist in harmony in our universe. DOCTOR: Lord President, this creature is here now because it bonded with me. To do so it needed something very special, full and precise details of my biological makeup. Now, I didn't pass this information on. Somebody did. The question is who. CASTELLAN: We considered this, Doctor, but the implications are quite preposterous. DOCTOR: Chancellor, can bonding occur without the full imprint of a so-called bioscan? THALIA: Not to my knowledge. But the power of this creature is outside the limits of what we know, Doctor. DOCTOR: Lord President, I ask for time to have this fully investigated. BORUSA: I'm sorry, Doctor, but we must deal with the situation as it exists now. The time factor involved leaves only one course of action open to us. Commander! BORUSA: You know that capital punishment has long been abolished here in Gallifrey, but there is a precedent for a situation like this. Have you nothing further to say, Doctor? DOCTOR: I have a great deal to say. NYSSA: You can't do this! You must destroy the creature. BORUSA: Child, do you think we have not considered this? The creature is shielded. We have no way of tracing it. NYSSA: So you're prepared to kll the Doctor? BORUSA: Commander! Remove the Doctor to the security compound. As soon as the warrant is issued, you will convey him to a place of termination. I'm sorry, Doctor. NYSSA: No! You can't! DOCTOR: Executing me will not alter the fact there's a traitor at work on Gallifrey! STUART: What did they say? TEGAN: Foreigners get themselves lost all the time. They'll make routine enquiries. Which means, as you said, they'll do nothing. STUART: Did you tell them about the crypt? TEGAN: Only that Colin was last seen there. STUART: So what now? We can't just abandon Colin. TEGAN: You are telling me the truth? STUART: Yes, I am. TEGAN: Let's see if we can find Colin ourselves. NYSSA: Time Lords, I beg of you, think what you're doing. The creature knew the TARDIS' location, time zone coordinates, bioscan. That information could only have come from here, from Gallifrey. CASTELLAN: Only the High Council of Time Lords can extract such data from the Matrix. You too accuse us of treason. NYSSA: Can you deny the possibility? At least give the Doctor time. BORUSA: There is no time, nor can proof of what you say change things. We must prevent the full bonding. NYSSA: But the Doctor is innocent. THALIA: What would you have us do? Spare the Doctor and condemn untold billions to destruction? That is the choice we face here. DAMON: Doctor. DOCTOR: Damon! MAXIL: I must speak to the Doctor. DOCTOR: He is a friend of mine. MAXIL: I have my orders. DOCTOR: You don't have to relish them so much. BORUSA: We have listened to what you say, but the decision must stand. HEDIN: Lord President, in view of what she says, couldn't we at least delay carrying out the judgement? THALIA: We can't risk it, Hedin. ZORAC: We're sorry, child, but truly there's no other choice. NYSSA: So much for your justice. CASTELLAN: All that remains is the warrant of termination. The precise wording should be in the Matrix. HEDIN: What would we do without your diligence. BORUSA: This session of the High Council is now adjourned. DAMON: Nyssa of Traken, I am Damon, a friend of the Doctor's. We must talk, but not here. HEDIN: Castellan. HEDIN: I'm worried by what both the Doctor and his companion have said. CASTELLAN: The possible connection between this creature and Gallifrey? HEDIN: Yes. And the fact that a Time Lord could be a traitor. You do intend to pursue it? CASTELLAN: They were both overwrought. HEDIN: But if it were true CASTELLAN: I'm sure I'd know if such a serious breach of security had occurred. NYSSA: You're sure it was the Doctor's biodata extract? DAMON: Yes, I managed to pass it to him on his way to the compound. NYSSA: We must tell the High Council immediately. DAMON: But who to trust? Only members of the High Council have access to biodata information. NYSSA: We must find a way to speak to the Doctor. DAMON: That could be difficult. He's closely confined. TIME LORD: The Doctor is to be terminated. OMEGA: Good. You are prepared? TIME LORD: Yes. The Matrix is already programmed. MAXIL: You wanted to see me? DOCTOR: Your guards will not allow me to leave the console room. MAXIL: They have their orders. DOCTOR: If I'm to die, I want to prepare myself mentlly. For that I need to be alone. MAXIL: Which is the nearest room? DOCTOR: My companion's. It has already been searched. MAXIL: Then you may withdraw. But be sensible, Doctor. If you try to lose yourself in the corridors of the TARDIS, my men will hunt you down, and your death will be far from dignified and painless. HEDIN: Nyssa, Damon. NYSSA: We had to see you, Councillor. HEDIN: I'm deeply sorry for what has happened. NYSSA: Councillor Hedin, we need your help. HEDIN: Anything I can do. NYSSA: We must see the Doctor. Can you arrange it? HEDIN: Difficult. The Castellan is very possessive about his charges. DAMON: The Doctor isn't a criminal. HEDIN: True, but what has happened makes him very dangerous. NYSSA: Please, try. HEDIN: I said difficult, Nyssa, but not impossible. Especially with one so sensitive to public opinion as the Castellan is. DOCTOR: My bioscan. STUART: I just don't think it's wise, that's all. TEGAN: I'm not scared to go into that crypt, if that's what you mean. STUART: Look, I feel bad enough about Colin. What if something happens to you? TEGAN: Don't worry on my account. How much further is it? STUART: Just over the next bridge. MAXIL: Wait here. DAMON: I feel there is something wrong. NYSSA: What? DAMON: The Castellan agreed too quickly to our visiting the Doctor. Even if he knows he can't refuse, he always attempts to make it appear he's granting you permission. I mean, that's the Castellan's way. DOCTOR: So soon? What about my appeal? MAXIL: You have visitors, Doctor. NYSSA: Doctor. DOCTOR: How did you get in here? NYSSA: Councillor Hedin arranged it with the Castellan. DOCTOR: Well, that's very generous of the Castellan. Come, we'll walk while we speak. MAXIL: You're to talk here, where I can see you. DAMON: Castellan said we might be alone. DOCTOR: Excellent. Well, Damon, what news of my old companion Leela? DAMON (OOV.): Er, she's, she's well, and very happy. DOCTOR (OOV.): I was so sorry to miss her wedding. Still, perhaps I'll get to see her before I (out of range) CASTELLAN: You're a fool, Maxil. DOCTOR: In here. Maxil has just planted a listening device in the console room. Well now, we have proof my biodata extract was removed from the Matrix. NYSSA: So there is a traitor. DOCTOR: Indeed. And a disaster in the making. Unless I'm mistaken, Gallifrey could lose control of the space-time Matrix. DAMON: But that's impossible. DOCTOR: That's exactly what the High Council think. So, we must see what we can do to stop it happening. Look, Damon, I know you've already risked a great deal for me, but could I impose on you a little further? DAMON: Anything. DOCTOR: I need another space-time element for the TARDIS. Preferably without a recall circuit. DAMON: I'll see what I can do. Anything else? DOCTOR: Yes. You could check to see if the Matrix is aware of any details concerning power equipment, movement, transportation. DAMON: Right. DOCTOR: Well, Commander, our time is up so soon. Well, Nyssa, that's my final word. No appeals. We must accept the decision of the High Council. Understood? TEGAN: This is it? STUART: Yes. The entrance to the crypt is over there, behind the fountain, but I found a back way in behind the house. NYSSA: It's impressive. DAMON: We must hurry. I must first check the coding for a Type Forty time rotor. CASTELLAN: Well? MAXIL: All is in order, Castellan. CASTELLAN: No appeals? No last minute requests? MAXIL: Nothing. The Doctor seems to be taking it quite well, in fact. CASTELLAN: You are extremely privileged, Maxil. It's given to very few to supervise the destruction of a Time Lord. It has in fact only happened once before. MAXIL: The warrant is issued? CASTELLAN: Yes. Summon the Doctor. TIME LORD: It is time, my friend. The Council have been summoned to the place of termination. You have little time. Can you do it? OMEGA: All will be ready here. OMEGA: Do precisely as you have been instructed. To the controls. NYSSA: What is it? DAMON: The alert. The Doctor is being taken to the place of termination. We're too late. NYSSA: They'll execute him now, this instant? DAMON: Yes. DAMON: No, Nyssa. Look, you can't stop them now. NYSSA: Help me! DAMON: Please, Nyssa, please. You'll die too. NYSSA: We can't fail him, Damon. You finish assembling the time element. Now please, I want this thing open. DAMON: It's madness. NYSSA: You must get to the TARDIS and fit the element into place. If all goes well, we'll need to leave in a hurry. DAMON: Be careful and, and good luck. DOCTOR: I trust you know what you are doing? BORUSA: You know the choice we have to face, Doctor. Our duty, if not our conscience, is clear. DOCTOR: And the decision was unanimous? BORUSA: There was one dissenter, your good friend Councillor Hedin. DOCTOR: Thank you, Hedin. I much appreciate all you've done. BORUSA: By the authority vested in me as laid down by Rassilon, I, Lord President Borusa, and in harmony with the majority of the Time Lords here present, we are resolved GUARD: Halt! BORUSA: By reason of cruel but unavoidable necessity, we have no recourse but to exercise the final sanction of termination. Commander Maxil, this warrant empowers you to carry out judgement. MAXIL: Guards, bring the Doctor forward. OMEGA: Align scan coordinates. NYSSA: Over here, Doctor. DOCTOR: No! Nyssa, I will not have blood spilt to save my life. BORUSA: Nyssa of Traken, I command you to lay aside that wapon. NYSSA: Doctor, quickly! THALIA: Obey the Lord President, or you too will die. CASTELLAN: You cannot escape, girl. NYSSA: Don't you understand? The Doctor was betrayed. His bioscan was extracted from the Matrix. Doctor, tell them. DOCTOR: They're right, Nyssa. We cannot escape. NYSSA: But we're ready to leave. DOCTOR: Please. You must obey the Lord President. I know what I'm doing. The wapon, please? DOCTOR: Lord President, my companion acted from misguided loyalty. She will cause no further trouble. In return, I ask that she is allowed to go free. BORUSA: Thank you, Doctor. For your sake, we will overlook it. OMEGA: Activate booster terminal, now! MAXIL: Judgement has been carried out, Lord President.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "20x02 - Arc of Infinity - part 2"}	foreverdreaming
ARC OF INFINITY BY: JOHNNY BYRNE Part Three First Air Date: 11 January 1983 Running time: 24:37 BORUSA: The space-time dimensions of the Matrix are clear. The creature has been expelled. NYSSA: I hope you know what you've done. DOCTOR: Who are you? CASTELLAN: What was your opinion, Maxil? MAXIL: The termination? Not quite what I expected. CASTELLAN: Nor me. I want a full analysis of the event. Be discreet, but do it right away. DAMON: It's ready, Nyssa. The Doctor? TIME LORD: The Doctor? OMEGA: Weak, but he'll live. You did well, Time Lord. OMEGA: Doctor. Doctor. You know where you are, Doctor? DOCTOR: I must be in the Matrix. OMEGA: Only your mind, Doctor. Your body is still in the termination area, shielded by an energy band. DOCTOR: I knew you couldn't let me die. OMEGA: You realised this would happen? DOCTOR: I guessed. Besides, I hoped it would give me the chance to meet you. OMEGA: And now that you have? DOCTOR: It'd difficult to say without knowing who you are. OMEGA: A friend, Doctor. A friend who holds your feeble lifeforce this side of existence. TEGAN: It's filthy in here. What is this place? STUART: A service passage. TEGAN: This is where you slept? STUART: Yes. The crypt's through there. TEGAN: It's locked. STUART: It must be bolted on the other side. Maybe a gardener or worker's been down here. TEGAN: Colin could be behind there, hurt. STUART: Look, Tegan. TEGAN: Colin's. STUART: He must be still around. CASTELLAN (OOV.): Yes, Maxil? MAXIL: I think you should come down here, Castellan. DOCTOR: If you have something to offer the Time Lords, why not speak directly? OMEGA: I considered that, but it wouldn't work. DOCTOR: Then you must be known to Gallifrey. OMEGA: I was not always as I am now, Doctor. Once I too had life, real existence in your dimension. Soon, with your help, I shall have it again. DOCTOR: It would mean losing control of the Matrix to you. The price is too high. OMEGA: Do not provoke me. We shall talk when you are ready to listen. MAXIL: The circuit was altered, rigged to cut out at the moment of termination. CASTELLAN: Then the Doctor didn't die. MAXIL: Not according to this. And something else. The girl was correct about his bioscan. It was transmitted from Gallifrey. CASTELLAN: We must find the Doctor and the rest will fall into place. MAXIL: Should the High Council be told? CASTELLAN: No. We'll handle this ourselves. Bring Damon and the girl here. STUART: At least you know Colin was here. TEGAN: What I don't understand is why you'd want to sleep in a place like this. DAMON: There's no sense brooding on it, Nyssa. DAMON: What are you doing here? MAXIL: We've orders to search the Doctor's TARDIS. NYSSA: Who are you looking for? MAXIL: You two come with me. NYSSA: I demand MAXIL: Move. DAMON: Do as he says, Nyssa. TEGAN: What is it? STUART: I don't know. STUART: Quick, over here. STUART: No. CASTELLAN: You transmitted the Doctor's bioscan, didn't you. DAMON: Without the codes? How could I? CASTELLAN: But you knew about it. DAMON: Yes. Talor and I found out by accident. CASTELLAN: Why didn't you tell me what Talor had learnt. DAMON: Only members of the High Council have access to bioscan circuits and you are a Councillor, Castellan. That was my dilemma. CASTELLAN: But there is still the matter of the interference of the termination circuits. DAMON: Of that I know nothing. I don't know the coding that would give access. CASTELLAN: The Doctor would know. He could instruct you. You had contact with the Doctor, didn't you? NYSSA: It's a pity you weren't so concerned when the Doctor was alive. CASTELLAN: Don't play games with me, girl. The Doctor is alive, and you know it. STUART: No, Tegan, don't. TEGAN: We can't just leave him. Colin! STUART: Tegan! DOCTOR: All right, let's talk. Do you hear me? CASTELLAN: We know there's a conspiracy, and we'll get to the heart of it. DAMON: Then find the Time Lord who klled Talor. CASTELLAN: We will, and the Doctor too. Maxil, continue the search. He must be somewhere in the Citadel. You two will remain here until I return. NYSSA: He's alive, Damon! MAXIL: Search the residential wing, but be discreet. No one is to know we're looking for the Doctor. TEGAN: Where are we? STUART: I don't know. Are you all right? TEGAN: Yes. OMEGA: If you cooperate, you will come to no further harm. TEGAN: What do you want of us? OMEGA: You intruded where you had no business to be. TEGAN: We were looking for my cousin. OMEGA: The primitive? TEGAN: His name is Colin Frazer. Where is he? OMEGA: He serves me in here. If you are capable of doing the same, you will not find me ungrateful. The Ergon will scan you for possible future use. Step forward, girl. It would be unwise to resist. OMEGA: So, you are known to the Doctor. TEGAN: What of it? OMEGA: Answer. TEGAN: Yes, I'm a friend of the Doctor's. OMEGA: Then we are both fortunate. TIME LORD: We have trouble. A full-scale security search is in progress for the Doctor. OMEGA: How did this happen? TIME LORD: The termination aroused suspicion, but the High Council haven't been told yet. We must act swiftly before they do. OMEGA: Act? How? TIME LORD: Release the Doctor. You must concentrate your powers on transfer. OMEGA: We can't risk it. Once free, the Doctor will make trouble. TIME LORD: We must take that chance. Your only hope now is for a swift transfer. OMEGA: Hmm. Perhaps the Doctor can be persuaded not to interfere. Very well. I'll do as you say. OMEGA: Doctor? I have good news for you, Doctor. Since I wish no enmity between us, I intend to release you. DOCTOR: That's very generous of you. May I ask what I've done to deserve it? OMEGA: You will be freed if you give me your word not to interfere. DOCTOR: I will do everything I can to stop you. OMEGA: Then I am forced to persuade you. DOCTOR: Tegan! OMEGA: A friend of yours, Doctor. Please, your word not to interfere or she must suffer. DOCTOR: No, it's a trick. It's not Tegan. OMEGA: Tell him, girl. TEGAN: Please, Doctor, help me. DOCTOR: It can't be. Tegan's on Earth. I know she is. OMEGA: Very well. If she is an illusion, then you will not be upset to see her destroyed. TEGAN: Doctor, please! DAMON: It'll need your handprint to decode it, Castellan. MAXIL (OOV.): Castellan? CASTELLAN: Have you found him? MAXIL (OOV.): Not yet. CASTELLAN: While your men continue the search, have Thalia, Hedin and Zorac come to my office immediately. DAMON: You know who it is? CASTELLAN: Yes. We have all the proof we need. NYSSA: So you know the Doctor is innocent. CASTELLAN: The Doctor plotted this conspiracy. Now we know who helped him. NYSSA: Can we get out? DAMON: No, he's operated the lock. DOCTOR: All right. Whatever you say. OMEGA: Her life depends on you, Doctor. DOCTOR: As yours depends on mine. OMEGA: Then see that nothing thrat it. The next time we meet, it will be on Gallifrey. Goodbye, Doctor. DOCTOR: Wait! STUART: Tegan, are you all right? TEGAN: I saw the Doctor. STUART: How? TEGAN: I don't know. It was like a nightmare. Unreal. But I saw him. OMEGA: I'm glad you were of help to me, girl. To show my appreciation, your cousin will be returned to you. TEGAN: Colin! FRAZER: Tegan. ZORAC: What the devil's going on, Castellan? Guards crashing about. It's like a madhouse out there. CASTELLAN: My apologies, Councillors. THALIA: Castellan, we are not in the habit of being summoned by armed soldiers. We are waiting, Castellan. CASTELLAN: A very grave situation has come to light. We have indisputable evidence that the Doctor is alive. ZORAC: Ridiculous! We saw him terminated. CASTELLAN: He's alive, Zorac. My men are searching for him now. THALIA: How can he be? CASTELLAN: He was helped to evade termination by one of us. One of the High Council. CASTELLAN: That is a full analysis of the relevant security circuit traffic. Study them well, Councillors. They will tell you who it was. DOCTOR: Pity. Long cancelled, I expect. Presidential code. Four five, four? Four five, five! Three nine one. DOCTOR: Three nine one. Three nine one. Three nine one. Six five nine two! NYSSA: Doctor! DAMON: How did you manage to open the door? DOCTOR: Pure luck. THALIA: The Lord President? CASTELLAN: You have the proof. His personal codes were used to manipulate the Matrix. Again, his code registered in the computer room the precise time Talor was klled. ZORAC: Why? CASTELLAN: The creature. It's linked to the Doctor and through him to Gallifrey. THALIA: To achieve what, Castellan? CASTELLAN: We know the creature controls the shift of the Arc of Infinity. So, what if the Arc were to be permanently located here, linked to the Matrix? (silence) Enormous power, way beyond the ability of anyone to control it, except those already at one with the Matrix. ZORAC: The Lord President. CASTELLAN: Yes. And the Doctor. Together with this creature, I'm convinced this is what they intend to do. NYSSA: At least you could have told me what you were up to. DOCTOR: There wasn't time, Nyssa. Damon, did you do as I asked? DAMON: The TARDIS element? Yes. DOCTOR: What about the power equipment? Anything turn up? DAMON: Just one item. A fusion booster element was transported recently. DOCTOR: Fusion? DAMON: It's a highly advanced piece of equipment. Unstable, but capable of an enormous conversion rate over very short periods. DOCTOR: What, from water? DAMON: It's fuelled by anything that contains hydrogen atoms. Water would be perfect. DOCTOR: Now listen, Damon, this is very important. I need to know the precise destination and who sent it. Do you think you could find that out? NYSSA: Shouldn't we go while we've got the chance? DOCTOR: We're going to Earth, Nyssa. NYSSA: Earth? What for? DOCTOR: That's where this creature is. NYSSA: How do you know? DOCTOR: It's got Tegan. I saw her in the Matrix. MAXIL: The residential wings are clear. My men are searching the technical areas. CASTELLAN: You've sealed the Citadel? MAXIL: Nothing can get in or out, Castellan. CASTELLAN: Then it's just a question of time. TIME LORD: The Council know. OMEGA: They will take action? TIME LORD: Not until they find the Doctor. OMEGA: You must delay them. I need more time. I must generate sufficient power for transfer. TIME LORD: I can't guarantee you will have it. OMEGA: You must! You will have to isolate the Matrix master control. Use your influence with the Lord President. TIME LORD: Very well, I will. OMEGA: Thank you, Time Lord. TIME LORD: What we are, we owe to you. Your return is all that matters. OMEGA: Meanwhile, I will try to prevent them using the Matrix against us. STUART: There's no way out. TEGAN: The Doctor knows we're here. He'll find a way to help us. DAMON: You were right, Doctor. The fusion booster element was transported to Earth. It could have been anywhere. The reception area was lost in severe temporal distortion. DOCTOR: Pity. DAMON: We know who sent it, though. DOCTOR: Who? DAMON: These codes are unmistakable. You used them yourself to get in here. DOCTOR: The Lord President. DAMON: There's no mistake. NYSSA: What are you going to do? DOCTOR: Well, we must see the Lord President immediately. DAMON: The Castellan's guards are all over the place. DOCTOR: Thank you for all your help, Damon. I shall never be able to repay you. DOCTOR: Nyssa. NYSSA: Just in case. DAMON: Good luck, Doctor. MAXIL (on screen): You wanted to know if any other High Councillor attempted to see the Lord President. CASTELLAN: Yes? MAXIL (on screen): Councillor Hedin is with him now. CASTELLAN: Thank you. CASTELLAN: Hedin has gone to see the Lord President. THALIA (on screen): But we agreed to wait. CASTELLAN: We must act now, Thalia. DOCTOR: No! DOCTOR: Come on! Come on. In here. CASTELLAN: You found him? MAXIL: Not yet, but he can't be far away. CASTELLAN: Hurry it up, Maxil. I need him. Find him! DOCTOR: Come on. BORUSA: It's a highly unusual request, Hedin. HEDIN: It would only affect the master controls. The secondary functions will continue to operate. BORUSA: If I charge the transduction field, the Matrix itself will be isolated. No one could use it. HEDIN: That's why you must do it, Lord President. BORUSA: You forget yourself, Hedin. Access to the Matrix is guaranteed. Only the gravest emergency could permit me to do what you want. HEDIN: Nevertheless, you will do it. BORUSA: No one is above the law, Hedin. Not you, not HEDIN: Don't force me to use it. Now, if you please, Lord President. BORUSA: Why are you doing this, Hedin? HEDIN: There's no time to explain now. DOCTOR: Hedin, you don't believe this stuff about the Lord President? BORUSA: Doctor, be careful. DOCTOR: What is it? HEDIN: Throw down the wapon. DOCTOR: So it's you. HEDIN: Nyssa, the wapon. I shall kll even you. HEDIN: Now, over there. DOCTOR: The bioscan, the rigged termination, all your work, Hedin? HEDIN: I did what I had to. Now do as you are told. DOCTOR: It was all done to make us think you were responsible, Lord President. And now, Hedin? HEDIN: Nothing must interfere with transfer. DOCTOR: It's that close? HEDIN: Very. DOCTOR: I always considered you a friend, Hedin. A man of learning, respected by all. Why now turn to evil? HEDIN: You don't understand. DOCTOR: This creature will soon control the Matrix. Is that what you want? HEDIN: This is no alien creature, Doctor. It's one of us, a Time Lord, the first and greatest of our people. The one who sacrificed all to give us mastery of time and was shamefully abandoned in return. DOCTOR: Omega? HEDIN: Yes, Omega. DOCTOR: But Omega died. HEDIN: No, he exists, Doctor. He only wants to live amongst us, and he will, as soon as he transfers here. DOCTOR: Omega is insane. Once in control of the Matrix HEDIN: He wants nothing for himself. The power he brings is for the good of all. CASTELLAN: Well done, Hedin. BORUSA: Castellan! CASTELLAN: You're under arrest, Lord President. As for you, Doctor, you were sentenced to death. This time sentence will be carried out. HEDIN: No! DOCTOR: You fool. He could have told us where Omega is. CASTELLAN: Omega? BORUSA: Put up your w*apon, Castellan. CASTELLAN: The Doctor is a traitor. BORUSA: Hedin is your traitor. DOCTOR: Lord President, we must shut down the Matrix. BORUSA: It won't prevent transfer. DOCTOR: No, but it could delay it, give us time to hunt Omega down. NYSSA: Doctor! DOCTOR: It's too late. Omega controls the Matrix.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "20x03 - Arc of Infinity - part 3"}	foreverdreaming
ARC OF INFINITY BY: JOHNNY BYRNE Part Four First Air Date: 12 January 1983 Running time: 24:28 DOCTOR: We know who you are. OMEGA (on monitor): That changes nothing. Transfer will take place as planned. BORUSA: But you are anti-matter. DOCTOR: You seriously believe you can reverse what happened? OMEGA (on monitor): Oh yes, Doctor. BORUSA: Not without Hedin's help. Your friend is dad. DOCTOR: Omega, listen! BORUSA: Omega must be found and stopped. DOCTOR: We know he's on Earth. NYSSA: He has a friend of ours cptive. Tegan, an Earthwoman. BORUSA: Would she know their precise location? DOCTOR: Perhaps, but I would have to enter the Matrix to find out. NYSSA: No. Omega's mad. He'll kll her. DOCTOR: Please, Nyssa NYSSA: You know that DOCTOR: Wait in the TARDIS! Please. DOCTOR: Even if we know where Omega is, can the TARDIS leave Gallifrey? BORUSA: We will contrive a way for you to leave. DOCTOR: Well, Omega, you've won. We can't stop you now. OMEGA: It cost Hedin's life to convince you. DOCTOR: That was an accident. Is Tegan safe? OMEGA: She is. DOCTOR: Prove it. Let me speak to her. TEGAN: Help us, Doctor. My cousin, he's sick. We're in an underground crypt behind a fountain OMEGA: Silence, girl! DOCTOR: I told you, you've won. Even if we know where you are, we can't leave Gallifrey. You know that. TEGAN: Holland, Doctor. Amsterdam. OMEGA: Tell him the precise location and you will die. TEGAN: JHC! OMEGA: Silence! DOCTOR: She's unharmed? OMEGA: Of course. And so long as you do not work against me, she will remain so. BORUSA: Amsterdam? Do you know the precise location of this Earth city? DOCTOR: Yes. BORUSA: Prepare your TARDIS. Be ready to leave as soon as I communicate with you. Trust me. TEGAN: The Doctor will find us. If anyone can, he will. BORUSA: Damon, the Doctor's TARDIS must leave undetected. Isn't there any way of distracting Omega? DAMON: I've already tested the bypass procedures. Omega has cut us off. THALIA: A pulse loop, Lord President? BORUSA: Of course! Fetch it, Damon. Thalia, prepare the Matrix terminal. ZORAC: A pulse loop? BORUSA: Oh, a simple device to trace faults on the master circuits. THALIA: It has a photon pulse. Omega will have to track it down to confirm that we're not trying to bypass the matrix control. BORUSA: And in the confusion it will allow the Doctor's TARDIS to leave undetected. NYSSA: Well? DOCTOR: Don't worry, Tegan's unharmed. BORUSA: Are you ready to leave, Doctor? DOCTOR: As soon as you give the word. BORUSA: Right. DAMON: Now. BORUSA: Now. Go, Doctor. BORUSA: Doctor? DOCTOR: We're clear. Come on, Nyssa. NYSSA: Now what? DOCTOR: One or two things I've got to get together. DAMON: It's working, sir. Omega is confused. NYSSA: We're almost ready to materialise. DOCTOR: Good. NYSSA: What's that for? DOCTOR: Omega's using a fusion booster to build up energy to transfer. If we can attach this, it should knock it out of phase. NYSSA: Isn't that dangerous? DOCTOR: Hopefully it'll feed the power back through his own equipment. NYSSA: A kind of short circuit. DOCTOR: Exactly. How's the meter? NYSSA: Now calibrated to detect any change in anti-matter. DAMON: Omega's destroyed the loop. BORUSA: Let's hope it gave the Doctor all the time he needed. DOCTOR: I don't believe it. NYSSA: What? DOCTOR: I think we made it. Come on. STUART: It sounds like a power house in there. NYSSA: How do you know where to look? DOCTOR: When I spoke to Tegan, she mentioned her cousin and the JHC. NYSSA: So? DOCTOR: She risked her life to give us that piece of information. If we find out what the JHC is, it might lead us to where she is. NYSSA: How will you find out? DOCTOR: We'll start with the telephone directory. NYSSA: You're dealing with a Time Lord, Doctor. You won't find answers in there. DOCTOR: Won't we? JHC, JHC, JHC, JHC, JHC Jeugdherberg Central Youth Hostels. Must be where Tegan was staying. NYSSA: So? DOCTOR: Well, there's not many of them. We'll give them a ring. Ah. Nyssa, money? NYSSA: You must have a coin somewhere. Is that it? DOCTOR: Afraid so. Anti-matter present but steady. Omega hasn't transferred yet, but it can't be much longer. NYSSA: Can you find him using that? DOCTOR: If only it were that easy. NYSSA: What now? DOCTOR: No other choice. We must check every hostel on foot. NYSSA: Can't we use the TARDIS? DOCTOR: Can't risk it. Might alert Omega. This way. BORUSA: Ah, Castellan. CASTELLAN: You wanted to see me, Lord President? BORUSA: You wish to resign. CASTELLAN: I had no right, without evidence, to accuse the Doctor of treason. BORUSA: True, you made a foolish mistake, but ultimately we are judged by how much we profit from our mistakes. Will you? CASTELLAN: Who can say, Lord President? BORUSA: Your offer to resign is refused, Castellan. You will return to duty forthwith. DAMON: Lord President, Omega's transfer is imminent. NYSSA: This could take forever. DOCTOR: Well, there's no other way. NYSSA: That receptionist wasn't very friendly. What if he was being difficult, chose not to remember Tegan. DOCTOR: We go on, Nyssa. NYSSA: Can't the Time Lords help? DOCTOR: No, they've done all they can, and now it's up to us. DOCTOR: We'll try one more hostel, then we'll split up. Divide our effort. NYSSA: How much time do we have? DOCTOR: Well, it can't be long. I fear Omega is about to transfer. MAN: We have no record of a Miss Jovanka. DOCTOR: And what about her cousin? MAN: How would I know that, sir? DOCTOR: Yes. Sorry. Well, thank you. MAN: Excuse me? You said your friend was from Australia? DOCTOR: Yes. MAN: Well, I wasn't on duty yesterday, but there was an Australian. Colin Frazer. One moment, please. NYSSA: Isn't there anything at all we can do? DOCTOR: No. Tegan is our only link. RECEPTIONIST: Excuse me. You wish to know about Miss Jovanka? DOCTOR: Yes. RECEPTIONIST: Well, Mister Stuart, a friend of Mister Frazer, left something for her. I was to give this to her if he missed her at the airport. DOCTOR: May I see? RECEPTIONIST: Well, I'm not supposed to NYSSA: It's very important we find her. DOCTOR: Frankendael. Where is that? RECEPTIONIST: Frankendael? Not far. DOCTOR: Could you show me? RECEPTIONIST: Of course. RECEPTIONIST: Er, there. DOCTOR: Thank you. DOCTOR: Thank you. NYSSA: Where is it? DOCTOR: Er, it's very near. DOCTOR: Oh, sorry. NYSSA: Oh, I'm so sorry. DOCTOR: Sorry, sorry. DAMON: Come on, Doctor. Come on. DOCTOR: Frankendael! NYSSA: I can't see a crypt. It must be behind the house. DOCTOR: It's only a matter of minutes. The fountain! Tegan said behind the fountain. NYSSA: Where could they be? DOCTOR: Well, that depends on the form Omega's given his TARDIS. Listen. DOCTOR: Yes, perfect. NYSSA: Doctor? DOCTOR: Of course. I've been so silly. Amsterdam is located on the curve of the Arc, below sea level to maintain pressure for fusion conversion. DOCTOR: The fusion booster from Gallifrey. DOCTOR: Nyssa! DOCTOR: Nyssa! fre, Nyssa! NYSSA: What was it? DOCTOR: An Ergon. One of Omega's less successful attempts at psychosynthesis. Quickly. OMEGA: Drop the wapon, Doctor. Drop it, or the Earthwoman dies. NYSSA: Tegan! DOCTOR: It's too late, Omega. You can't transfer now. OMEGA: I have all the energy I need. OMEGA: What have you done? DOCTOR: The Arc of Infinity is shifting. Go, Omega, please, while you still have a chance. OMEGA: I must transfer. Cease to be anti-matter. DOCTOR: Down! OMEGA: Yes, Doctor. I live. DOCTOR: No. The bond is not complete. OMEGA: Isn't it? DOCTOR: It's not permanent. It will fail, revert to anti-matter. OMEGA: You're wrong, Doctor. I have life again. You destroyed my TARDIS, but I shall build another. Expect me on Gallifrey soon. NYSSA: Doctor, quickly. DOCTOR: I must find the matter converter. I can't destroy Omega without it. Tegan, help me! TEGAN: I must help Colin. DOCTOR: Tegan, hurry! DAMON: The Doctor has failed. Anti-matter, and building up fast. TEGAN: Doctor! TEGAN: Omega klled him? DOCTOR: Yes. He'd want to hide himself in the crowd. Well, at least we have some idea of what he's wearing. TEGAN: What happens if we don't find him? DOCTOR: The biggest explsin this part of the universe is ever likely to witness. DOCTOR: He can't be far ahead. TEGAN: How much time do we have? DOCTOR: I don't know. The magnetic shield is in accelerated decay now. NYSSA: What'll happen? DOCTOR: He'll revert to anti-matter. TEGAN: Doctor! ZORAC: The Doctor's not going to be able to contain it. CASTELLAN: I've found it unwise to predict what the Doctor can or cannot do. TEGAN: We've lost him. DOCTOR: I see you, Omega. NYSSA: Doctor! DOCTOR: This way. DOCTOR: He'll be all right. TEGAN: Are you okay? DOCTOR: He'll be all right. DAMON: The shielding is going fast. TEGAN: He's disappeared. NYSSA: He can't have. DOCTOR: I warned you this would happen, Omega. OMEGA: Things could have been different. Power, and the greatness of Omega, could have been yours. But no, your hatred of me DOCTOR: We didn't hate you, Omega. Why couldn't you be content to survive as you were? Why? OMEGA: Time to come home, Doctor. Time for rest, to find peace. But it's over now. All must die. OMEGA: You'll never have the courage to use it, Doctor. DOCTOR: I can expel or destroy you, Omega. It's your choice. OMEGA: Too late, Doctor. What you offer is worse than death. If I am denied life, then all must perish. TEGAN: What's he trying to do? DOCTOR: Willing his own destruction. Don't force me, Omega. OMEGA: Farewell, Doctor. TEGAN: Stop him! DOCTOR: It's over. DAMON: The anti-matter source is gone. Omega has been destroyed. BORUSA: Unfortunate, wretched creature. My hope is that he has found peace at last. NYSSA: Is Omega d*ad? DOCTOR: Well, he seemed to die before, yet he returned to confound us all. TEGAN: Well, you'll be pleased to hear Colin will be out of hospital in a couple of days and on his way home to Brisbane. DOCTOR: Excellent. NYSSA: And what about you? TEGAN: Oh, indestructible. I'm fine. DOCTOR: It's been marvellous to see you again. NYSSA: Indeed. I've missed you. I wish you didn't have to go back to your job. TEGAN: What job? Didn't I tell you? I got the sack. So you're stuck with me, aren't you. DOCTOR: So it seems.	{"type": "series", "show": "Doctor Who", "episode": "20x04 - Arc of Infinity - part 4"}	foreverdreaming

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