DOCTOR
WHO
1. HOUSE, 12 KM FROM PARIS, 1794
(The house continues to blaze.)
2. INSIDE THE HOUSE, A SMALL ROOM UPSTAIRS
(The Doctor still lies unconscious.)
3. HOUSE
(The flames continue to burn, into the night sky.)
4. PARIS
(We see Paris laid out below.)
PARIS
5. PARIS SQUARE
(Crowds are cheering at the raised guillotine.)
GUESTS OF MADAME GUILLOTINE
Written by
DENNIS SPOONER
(The blade falls, claiming another victim.)
6. OUTSIDE THE CONCIERGERIE PRISON
(This is a forbidding looking building by the river. Two women are sitting on the bench outside as some soldiers walk in.)
7. OFFICE, CONCIERGERIE PRISON
(Susan, Ian and Barbara are being interviewed by a judge who is seated at a desk with papers in front of him.)
BARBARA: Are we to be allowed to tell our story?
JUDGE: Prisoners are not required to speak. I have the charges here. You were found in the house with Rouvray and D'Argenson and arrested by a platoon of
soldiers. I am satisfied as to your guilt as being in the company of wanted traitors. The sentence - immediate execution.
(The travelers look at each other in alarm.)
BARBARA: We demand the right to speak!
JUDGE: You have no rights! You will be guillotined as soon as it can be arranged. (To the guard.) Take them to the cells!
8. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE CELLS
(Susan and Barbara watch as the jailer locks the door to Ian's cell.)
JAILER: (To Ian.) Stay back, by the wall.
(Susan tries to speak to Ian through the hole in the door.)
BARBARA: Ian!
SUSAN: Ian!
JAILER: Go away. (To Barbara.) Keep hold of her, can't you? (To Ian.) I've told you to stay back by the wall. There's nothing to interest
you.
(He waves Susan and Barbara on and they round another corner followed by some guards. The Jailer points to where Susan is.)
JAILER: (To the guards.) Stay with her over there. (To Barbara.) Lady like you shouldn't be kept in this pig sty. Course, I have the
keys. It wouldn't be very difficult to leave a few doors open, now, would it?
BARBARA: No, of course not. But, I couldn't pay you. I don't have any money.
JAILER: There's the soldiers in... in this place. They're nothing but peasants. Not fit company for an intelligent man like myself. Gets very lonely in
here sometimes. Very lonely indeed. Now, if we were to be friends, eh?
(Barbara slaps him in the face.)
JAILER: (Angrily.) You'll regret that! I promise you.
(He thrusts her over to the guards.)
JAILER: Here! Lock them away.
(The guards unlock one of the cell doors.)
JAILER: No. In there.
(He points to another door.)
JAILER: (Chuckling.) It's the cell I keep for my special guests.
9. SUSAN AND BARBARA'S CELL
(Susan and Barbara stand in their cell. It is bare apart from a small bed and a barred window.)
SUSAN: The smell in here. Oh, it's terrible!
BARBARA: Yes, it reminds me of when we were prisoners before in the prehistoric age.
SUSAN: Oh, yes. I remember that. But, there was one very important difference - grandfather and Ian were with us then. Oh, I wish I could see where we
were.
(She tries to peer through the window but is too short.)
SUSAN: Oh. You'll have to lift me up, Barbara. Barbara?
BARBARA: Yes. Sorry. Yes.
(Barbara lifts Susan up.)
SUSAN: Well, I can't see very much down there. It's just a prison yard. There's nothing to the right.
(Barbara puts Susan back on the ground.)
SUSAN: Oh, if only I knew where grandfather was.
BARBARA: He'd have got out of that house, Susan. I know he would.
10. FOREST, 12 KM FROM PARIS
(The Doctor lies on the floor, recovering with Jean-Pierre over him. He sits up and begins coughing, but Jean-Pierre offers him a drink of water.)
DOCTOR: Yes. Thank you. Oh, It's most refreshing. Uhh! Where are my fiends, hmm?
JEAN-PIERRE: The soldiers set fire to the farmhouse and took them to Paris, to the Conciergerie Prison. They'll be locked up there before they go to the
guillotine.
DOCTOR: Oh. Oh, very brave boy!
JEAN-PIERRE: Are you all right now, sir?
DOCTOR: Yes, I think so. Eh. Thank you. Ah!
(Jean-Pierre helps the Doctor to his feet.)
DOCTOR: Oh, well, it's quite remarkable. How could I ever begin to thank you, hmm?
JEAN-PIERRE: You see, there were two men hiding in the house. One of them knocked you over the head. Then the soldiers came. The two men were shot and
your friends arrested.
DOCTOR: Oh, it's a tragic business.
JEAN-PIERRE: But you can still escape. My mother can give you some food. Our farm isn't far away - just over there.
(He points one way and then another.)
JEAN-PIERRE: And that way leads to Paris.
DOCTOR: Yes, I must rescue my friends.
JEAN-PIERRE: But you mustn't do that, sir! You'll be captured - sent to the guillotine!
DOCTOR: You saved me, my boy, so I must rescue them. Now you can understand that, can't you, hmm?
JEAN-PIERRE: Yes. (Pause.) I wish I could come with you. But, since my father was taken away, he told me to look after my mother.
DOCTOR: Yes, yes, yes. Now, you're the head of the house. Yes. Yes, well I...
(Jean-Pierre hand the Doctor his stick.)
DOCTOR: Oh, thank you. Thank you for everything.
(He shakes hands with the boy.)
DOCTOR: And what's your name?
JEAN-PIERRE: Jean-Pierre.
DOCTOR: Yes, I shall remember. Yes. Jean-Pierre. (Grandly.) Au revoir. _____.
(They salute each other, then, with a final wave, the Doctor sets off on the path towards Paris.)
11. FIELD, SOME DISTANCE FROM PARIS
(The Doctor walks purposefully across a field.)
12. ROAD, SOME DISTANCE FROM PARIS
(The Doctor walks down a road lined with bushes.)
13. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE CELLS, CONCIERGERIE PRISON, PARIS
(The jailer peers through the window in the door to Susan and Barbara's cell.)
14. SUSAN AND BARBARA'S CELL
(They are both fast asleep.)
15. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE CELLS
(The jailer moves off.)
16. SUSAN AND BARBARA'S CELL
(They both open their eyes.)
BARBARA: He's going.
(They sit up.)
SUSAN: Oh, what's the use? We'll never get out of this dreadful place.
BARBARA: Oh, you mustn't lose heart, Susan.
SUSAN: I'm not going to fool myself.
BARBARA: Well, think of the times we've been in trouble before. We've always managed to get out of it in the end.
SUSAN: Oh, we've been lucky. We can't go on being lucky. Things catch up with you.
BARBARA: I've never heard you talk like this before. You're usually so optimistic.
SUSAN: I want to know about grandfather.
BARBARA: I'm sure he's all right, Susan.
SUSAN: You keep on saying that. I just want to know, that's all.
BARBARA: Look. We should try and get out of here. It hasn't always been luck, you know. We made our own opportunities. Did you notice that we came past
the river to get here?
(Barbara begins to feel the walls.)
SUSAN: Oh, you're not going to dig your way out, are you?
BARBARA: Well, why not?
SUSAN: It's solid stone.
BARBARA: Hey, there's a damp patch in the wall here. Hmm. Maybe a sewer leading to the river.
SUSAN: (Cynically.) Yes. All you need are a couple of dozen drills and a gang of men and you might... might get out.
(Barbara pulls the sheets of the bed and begins to remove the wooden supports underneath.)
SUSAN: Well, what are you looking at?
BARBARA: Crowbars. May not be necessary to dig our way out after all. I might be able to lever up one of those stones with this.
(Barbara gently pushes Susan towards the door.)
BARBARA: Look. You go over there and keep your eye open for the jailer.
(Barbara continues to work.)
SUSAN: Shh!
(They hear the jingle of keys in the lock.)
17. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE CELLS
(The jailer is leading another man down the corridor, escorted by the guards.)
JAILER: Put him in there.
(The guards thrust the man into another cell, which is swiftly relocked. A muffled groaning emerges from Ian's cell.)
JAILER: Don't make so much noise! Huh! You'll give the place a bad name! (chuckles.)
(He and the guards walk off.)
18. IAN AND WEBSTER'S CELL
(This is much like the other cell. Ian is tending to a wounded man on the bed. The man has difficulty talking.)
WEBSTER: Sorry, Ian. My side's hurting again.
IAN: The bleeding's stopped, Webster. You've lost a lot of blood.
WEBSTER: As soon as we were arrested we couldn't wait to pull the trigger. Is there any more water?
IAN: Yes. Must be about the last of it.
(He hands the bottle to Webster who drinks gratefully from it.)
IAN: You know, I've looked this place over, and it isn't impossible to escape.
WEBSTER: (Quietly.) It is for me, and you know it. I'll never get up from here. Listen, you're an Englishman. You must help me.
IAN: How?
WEBSTER: One day soon, France will stop this madness and turn her full attention across the channel.
(Ian helps him to sit up.)
WEBSTER: We must be ready for that day. There's a man in France - Englishman - working to that end. He will tell us when that day is near. You
understand?
IAN: England at war with France. Yes, I know that.
WEBSTER: I was sent to bring him home to England. The day nears that his information is important. Find him if you can. Try to escape. Try. Promise to
find James Stirling - and home. Promise! Promise!
IAN: Yes, yes. James Stirling. Find James Stirling and tell him to come back to England. He has important information. I understand and I promise.
(Webster lies back down on the bed and his ragged breathing ceases.)
IAN: Where shall I find him, Webster?
WEBSTER: (Croaking.) ...Jules... Renan...
IAN: Jules Renan, yes.
WEBSTER: The sign of Le Chien Gris.
IAN: Le Chien Gris.
(Ian sits up and Webster's head lolls back. Ian pulls the sheet over Webster's face.)
19. ROAD, SOME DISTANCE FROM PARIS
(The Doctor is walking along a road when he hears some shouting from up ahead.)
OVERSEER: Come on! Put your backs into it!
(He turns to see a group of men digging at the road with picks. The road works overseer is standing over them, shouting.)
OVERSEER: You can work faster than that!
(The Doctor walks up to the overseer.)
DOCTOR: Good day. Pleasant day, sir.
OVERSEER: Yes, it is.
DOCTOR: I wonder if you can assist me. I'm bound for Paris. Am I still on the right road?
OVERSEER: You are.
DOCTOR: Splendid. Splendid. I was beginning to have my doubts. I haven't seen a soul for hours.
OVERSEER: You've come a long way?
DOCTOR: Yes. Further than you would think.
OVERSEER: (To the peasants.) Get on with your work! Nobody told you to stop.
(He goes over to join the Doctor who has seated himself on a bench nearby.)
OVERSEER: I have to watch them all the time. I don't even know why they bother to put them to work. You know what I'd do with tax dodgers?
DOCTOR: Oh, so they're not volunteers, eh?
OVERSEER: (Surprised.) Volunteers? Huh. I have to watch them every second. I'm given a schedule. Finish this section by tomorrow, they told me.
And if I don't...
DOCTOR: Yes, quite a responsibility.
OVERSEER: But, it'll be finished, even if I have to drive every one of them into the ground.
DOCTOR: Yes, I see you believe in drastic measures, eh?
OVERSEER: (To the peasants.) Now, put your backs into it. Look as if you mean it. The sooner its finished, the better it'll be for all of us.
(He sits down.)
DOCTOR: I'm sure you're very experienced at this job, my man. But, as an impartial onlooker I think I might have a bit of an advice to give you.
OVERSEER: Well, I'll listen to anything that'll get this job finished quickly.
DOCTOR: Well, if you were to expend your energy helping with the road, instead of boring and shouting at them every few seconds you might be able to get
somewhere.
(He stands up in the shocked silence.)
DOCTOR: Good day to you, sir!
(The overseer stands up as well.)
OVERSEER: I suppose you think you're very clever.
DOCTOR: Well, without any undue modesty, yes! Now, would you mind k... standing aside?
(The overseer remains firmly in the Doctor's way.)
OVERSEER: Now, show me your papers, or something to prove your identity!
DOCTOR: I am not in the habit of...
OVERSEER: I see. You can't prove your identity. Have you paid your taxes? No? Then perhaps you join the poor wretches and put your energy to better use. (to
a peasant.) Give him a pick.
(The Doctor, speechless, reluctantly takes the pick.)
OVERSEER: Now get to work skinny. I shouldn't try to run away. Remember, I've got this.
(He produces a gun. The Doctor goes to join the work party.)
DOCTOR: (Muttering.) Common fellow.
OVERSEER: Well, what are you waiting for? Get to work!
(The Doctor and the peasants dig away at the road.)
OVERSEER: (To himself.) I'll complete that schedule yet.
20. SUSAN AND BARBARA'S CELL, CONCIERGERIE PRISON, PARIS
(While Susan keeps watch, Barbara is attempting to pry off one of the stones in the floor with a piece of wood from the bed. She leans back.)
BARBARA: Oh, I must rest. It's tearing my hands to pieces!
SUSAN: Well, should I take over?
BARBARA: Ah, no. No. Your hands are worse than mine.
SUSAN: I wonder what Ian's doing? Barbara, I think I'll work. It takes my mind off things.
(They swap positions. Susan begins to hit the rock with the stick but hits herself by accident.)
SUSAN: Oh!
(Barbara helps her up.)
BARBARA: Come on, we'll rest.
SUSAN: I can't do it, Barbara!
BARBARA: Then we'll start again later. We've make good progress. We should be through soon.
(They sit on the remains of the bed.)
SUSAN: It takes so long! Still, we have done well, haven't we?
(Barbara nods. Suddenly they hear some noises from the corridor outside.)
SUSAN: Someone's coming.
(Barbara desperately attempts to hide their handiwork but putting the blankets over it.)
SUSAN: (Alarmed.) Barbara, they're coming for us!
(The jailer enters with some plates. He places them on the floor.)
JAILER: There's your food. A waste if you ask me.
(He peers past them and sees the blankets on the floor.)
JAILER: What are they doing down there?
BARBARA: What?
JAILER: The blankets! I'm responsible for everything in the cells. Pick them up!
(Neither of them move.)
JAILER: All right. All right. It gets cold at night. You'll get no others!
(He bends down to pick the blankets up himself when a voice rings out.)
LEMAITRE: Jailer!
JAILER: (To himself.) Lemaitre.
LEMAITRE: (Shouting.) Jailer!
JAILER: (Shouting.) Coming citizen!
(Susan and Barbara hug each other in relief.)
21. IAN'S CELL
(Ian stands by the window as Lemaitre, a tall thin man dressed in a uniform, silently enters and shuts the door by the window. He pulls the blanket back,
sees Webster's body, and throws it back over again.)
LEMAITRE: (To Ian.) How long has he been dead?
(Ian looks away. Lemaitre goes over to him and pulls him around.)
LEMAITRE: I asked how long he's been dead.
IAN: (Coldly.) Several hours citizen.
LEMAITRE: Did he speak?
IAN: No. No, he didn't.
(Lemaitre exits the cell.)
22. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE CELLS
(Lemaitre rounds a corner followed by the humbled Jailer.)
LEMAITRE: I'll ask you once more. Did they talk to each other?
JAILER: Well, eh... They may have done so, citizen, but... Well...
LEMAITRE: Just simply tell me if you heard their voices.
JAILER: Yes. Well, yes, citizen. I did. I didn't know what he said, but I definitely heard them speak. But, n... not for long.
LEMAITRE: Let me have the execution list.
JAILER: At once, citizen!
(The jailer passes him a scroll.)
LEMAITRE: The other prisoner - which one is he?
(The jailer points out the name.)
JAILER: Ian Chesterton.
(Lemaitre produces a quill and draws a line through it.)
LEMAITRE: Have the body removed from the cell.
JAILER: Yes citizen!
(The Jailer moves off down the corridor, passed by a group of soldiers. Lemaitre puts down the scroll and looks thoughtful.)
23. SUSAN AND BARBARA'S CELL
(They are sitting on the bed, eating.)
SUSAN: Well, I felt sure he'd discover that.
BARBARA: Yes, so did I. You know, I'd no idea how hungry I was. Or what I'd eat.
SUSAN: Uh hmm. I think I'll get back to work, now.
BARBARA: Oh no. It was my turn, Susan.
SUSAN: No, that's all right.
(Susan goes over to the stone. She suddenly steps back with a gasp.)
BARBARA: What is it?
SUSAN: Rats!
BARBARA: Rats?
(Susan clambers onto the bed.)
SUSAN: They must have smelt the food. Barbara, there's rats down there!
(Barbara cautiously approaches the stone, then quickly wedges it back into place.)
SUSAN: (Sobbing.) Oh, Barbara. I can't do it anymore. Not with those down there. I can't do it! I can't!
BARBARA: They won't come in. Not now. We won't do any more digging. We'll just stay where we are.
24. ROAD, SOME DISTANCE FROM PARIS
(The Doctor and the peasants are working away as the overseer leafs through his coins.)
DOCTOR: It's a tense time. He's counting his wealth.
PEASANT: He does it all the time. Some of us thinks he likes money better than he likes himself.
DOCTOR: Do any of you got any money, hmm?
PEASANT: Would we be here if we had?
DOCTOR: You want to leave here don't you?
PEASANT: Well, yes. But, how? He never goes anywhere without that pistol and he never turns his back!
DOCTOR: Well, do as I say. Follow me.
(He begins to whisper to the others.)
DOCTOR: Ah! Hah, hah!. _____.
PEASANT: Yes. There it is! _____.
(The overseer looks up at the sound of the commotion.)
OVERSEER: What?
DOCTOR: Yes. Hah, hah.
PEASANT: Yes.
OVERSEER: What are you staring at?
(He goes to join the Doctor and the peasants who are staring up.)
DOCTOR: Yes, we're waiting for the eclipse! Look! Ah!
OVERSEER: Eclipse?
DOCTOR: Yes, yes.
PEASANT: He said the moon could pass in front of the sun at any moment! See! Look!
DOCTOR: Yes, you've heard about it, haven't you?
OVERSEER: Yes, yes, yes. I've... I've heard.
(As he talks, the Doctor reaches into the overseer's pouch and takes several of the coins.)
DOCTOR: Yes. It's a... It's... It's... It's quite a phenomenon, isn't it? Yes, yes. Hmm.
OVERSEER: All right. All right. We'll see it when it happens. Until then, get back to work. Now!
(He backs away and the others begin to dig again. The Doctor shows the others the coins and then embeds them in the soil. He hits them a few times as if he
has just uncovered them.)
DOCTOR: Ah, look at it! Look at the coin!
(He picks one up.)
OVERSEER: Now, what's wrong now?
(He snatches the coin.)
DOCTOR: Eh. Hah, hah. I've just found this coin down there. It must come from some hidden treasure.
OVERSEER: (Sceptically.) A treasure? More likely dropped by a passing traveller.
DOCTOR: Oh, no. No, definitely a hidden treasure.
OVERSEER: Now, where were you digging?
DOCTOR: Just there. Just there. Yeah. Heh, hah.
(The Doctor shows him where he has hidden the other coins. The overseer greedily begins to dig at the ground with a pick.)
OVERSEER: Here's another.
DOCTOR: Catch his spade! Stop!
OVERSEER: Just stand back! It's nothing to do with you. Nothing! I'll do the digging and then it'll be mine. Now stand back!
(He starts digging again. The Doctor rubs his hands together and one of the peasants hands him a spade. The peasants wince as the Doctor brings it down on to
the head of the overseer with a loud noise, then they run off into the distance. The Doctor stays a while and retrieves his coat, then places one of the coins
on the eye of the snoring overseer.)
DOCTOR: Good day to you, sir! Pleasant dreams. Huh. Yeah.
(He sets off for Paris again.)
25. ROAD, SOME DISTANCE FROM PARIS
(The Doctor walks down a road with tall trees on either side.)
26. ROAD, 5 KM FROM PARIS
(The Doctor walks along another road surrounded by bushes. He sits down on a stone by the roadside for a rest. Looking down, he sees 'Paris, 5km' written on
the stone. He stands up and continues his journey.)
27. SUSAN AND BARBARA'S CELL, CONCIERGERIE PRISON, PARIS
(Susan and Barbara are sitting on the bed clearly exhausted. Barbara looks up as the door opens.)
28. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE CELLS
(The jailer holds the door open.)
JAILER: All right you two, come on out. Stand in line.
(Susan and Barbara emerge and stand next to another prisoner and three guards.)
SUSAN: Where's Ian?
JAILER: Was that your friend? He was lucky. Lemaitre crossed him off the list. You're not so fortunate. (To the guards.) This batch for the
guillotine! Take them away!
(The guards escort them away.)
29. IAN'S CELL
(Ian hears noises outside in the street outside his cell. He clambers up to the window to get a view.)
30. STREET OUTSIDE THE CONCIERGERIE PRISON
(Ian stares through the window in horror at what he sees.)
IAN: Barbara! Susan!
Next Episode
A CHANGE OF IDENTITY
Dr. Who
WILLIAM HARTNELL
Ian Chesterton
WILLIAM RUSSELL
Barbara Wright
JACQUELINE HILL
Susan Foreman
CAROLE ANN FORD
Judge
HOWARD CHARLTON
Jailer
JACK CUNNINGHAM
Small Boy
PETER WALKER
Webster
JEFFRY WICKHAM
Road Works Overseer
DALLAS CAVELL
Peasant
DENIS CLEARY
Lemaitre
JAMES CAIRNCROSS
Title music by
RON GRAINER
with the BBC
Radiophonic Workshop
Incidental music
composed and
conducted by
STANLEY MYERS
Film Cameraman
PETER HAMILTON
Film Editor
CAROLINE SHIELDS
Story Editor
DAVID WHITAKER
Designer
RODERICK LAING
Associate Producer
MERVYN PINFIELD
Producer
VERITY LAMBERT
Directed by
HENRIC HIRSCH
(c) BBC TV
Transcribed by
JOSEPH OLDHAM
Corrections
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