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Doctor
Who

The Seeds of Death

Episode Three

By Brian Hayles and Terrance Dicks


1, INT: ROCKET

ZOE: At our present rate of drift and allowing for the usual gravitational influences, we'll be drawn into the heart of the sun in approximately five months and ten days.
JAMIE: No need to worry about that then.
ZOE: What do you mean?
JAMIE: We've only got enough food and water for three days remember?


2, MODEL SHOT: SPACE

(The Ion-Jet-Rocket drifts on steadily towards the moon.)


3, INT: ROCKET

DOCTOR: Just a minute, I think Iím getting something!
PHIPPS OOV: Hello Earth-Control, this is Moonbase. Emergency-emergency, Can you hear me?
DOCTOR: Hello... Moonbase! Can you hear me?


4, INT: SOLAR-ENERGY STORE-ROOM

(Phipps looks rather astonished that his signal has been received, with renewed determination he answers the Doctorís voice.)

PHIPPS: Yes, yes I can hear you load and clear. What part of Earth are you speaking from?
DOCTOR OOV: Oh, weíre not on the Earth. Weíre in a rocket orbiting the moon.
PHIPPS: A rocket, but...but thatís impossible!


5, INT: ROCKET

DOCTOR: Well I can assure you itís not impossible. What is your emergency, whatís been happening on Moonbase?
PHIPPS OOV: Weíve been invaded. Aliens have taken over.

(The Doctor suddenly listens attentively.)


6, INT: MOON-CONTROL

(Kelly hands a small metal grille to a technician who moves to replace it beneath the console.)

KELLY: Put that cover back on. Right Letís test it now.
FEWSHAM: Do you really think it will work?
KELLY: No reason why not. Weíve replaced the overloaded circuits - it should be alright. Turn on the power.

(A technician fumbles with the controls Miss Kellyís patience wears thin with a small tut.)

KELLY: Hold it...

(She moves over to the control herself.)

KELLY: Try again. Weíll T-Mat back to Earth and report to Commander Radnor.

(The party prepares to move out.)

SLAAR: Stop! You will remain here.

(An Ice-Warrior appears at the left door to main control.)

FEWSHAM: Donít move, do exactly as they say!

(A round technician makes a break for the right door, but another warrior appears and itís gun flashes. The torpidly ambling technician falls dead in a haze of wibbling soundwaves. The second picks raises a heavy wrench and attacks one of the Warriors, and in seconds joins his colleague, the tool falling to the floor with a resounding clatter. Flanked by two warriors, Slaar regards Fewsham and particularly Kelly.)

SLAAR: You will remain here.


7, INT: EARTH-CONTROL

RADNOR: Brent, has contact be re-established with Moonbase yet?
BRENT: No sir. As soon as Miss Kellyís transmitted the emergency link switched off again.
ELDRED: And youíve no idea whatís happened?
BRENT: Oh Iím sure that Miss Kelly will sort things out alright.
RADNOR: I wish I had your optimism.


8, MODEL SHOT: SPACE

(The Ion-Jet-Rocket continues towards the moon which is now looming large.)


9, INT: ROCKET

DOCTOR: How much longer Zoe?
ZOE: Oh, well our orbit will bring us back into his range in approximately forty-three seconds.
DOCTOR: Letís hope he can still transmit
ZOE: Well his signal was quite strong when we were orbiting his side of the moon, thereís not reason for it to fade.
DOCTOR: Itís not his equipment Iím worried about, itís his survival!
ZOE: Doctor, these aliens he described...
DOCTOR: How much did you hear?
ZOE: Bipeds, reptilian... Armed with some kind of sonic device.
JAMIE: Yes, Ice-Warriors!
ZOE: What?
DOCTOR: Yes, yes... Jamie and I have met them before. They come from the planet Mars.
ZOE: Well what do they want?
DOCTOR: Well, Mars is a dying planet, I imagine theyíre trying to find a new home.
ZOE: Why the Moon?
DOCTOR: Oh I think that thatís just a stepping stone.
ZOE: What did you they were...Ice-Warriors?
JAMIE: Yes.
DOCTOR: Yes, well Mars as you know is a cold planet; well theyíve adapted to that - itís heat they canít stand.
ZOE: We should just about be coming into range... Now.

(Zoe replaces her headphones.)

DOCTOR: Hello Moonbase, hello Moonbase... Can you read me?
PHIPPS OOV: Yes, I read you loud and clear.
DOCTOR: Oh thank heavens for that! Now listen, we need your help to make a landing.
PHIPPS OOV: But you mustnít land, you must warn Earth about whatís happened here!
DOCTOR: But we canít do that, weíve lost radio contact with the Earth.
PHIPPS OOV: Well then go back and warn them!
DOCTOR: Well we canít do that either, we havenít got enough fuel. We need to get to the fuel dump on the moon.
PHIPPS OOV: But theyíll kill you!
DOCTOR: Mnn, well weíll just have to take that risk. Now, where are you Mr erm...what..what?
PHIPPS OOV: Phipps. Iím in the Solar Energy Store. Now...now, what do you want me to do?
ZOE: Doctor, if we could adapt our homing equipment to his radio signal, we could beam in on that!
DOCTOR: Did you hear that? We want you to keep your transmitter going.
PHIPPS OOV: Alright Iíll try, but Iíve no idea how long this transmitter can last...


10, MODEL SHOT: SPACE

(The Ion-Jet-Rocket orbits the moon.)


11, INT: ROCKET

DOCTOR: There, I think thatís done it. Now then, letís see if we can pick up his signal.

(A regular chirruping of the signal beacon is heard.)

DOCTOR: Yes, yes, there we are! Now Zoe, what about the approach trajectory?
ZOE: Yes, here.

(She hands him a piece of printout.)

DOCTOR: Ah good. Oh yes - Hah! Yes, I donít think I could have done better myself.
ZOE: We need to fire the retro-rockets in seventeen point-five seconds.
DOCTOR: What?! W-well landing positions everyone.


12, MODEL SHOT: SPACE

(The Ion-Jet-Rocket vectors in on the moon.)


13, INT: ROCKET

ZOE: Two seconds...one... Now!

(The Doctor flicks a lever marked ďRETRO ROCKETSĒ and a loud blast is heard.)


14, MODEL SHOT: SPACE

(The rocket adjusts along its entire length positioning its boosters towards the moon for retro descent.)


15, INT: ROCKET

ZOE: Letís hope thereís enough fuel left to cushion down on.
JAMIE: Aye, letís hope that radio beam thing doesnít conk out before we get there.
DOCTOR: Donít worry Jamie, Iím sure weíre going to be alright.


16, INT: SOLAR-ENERGY STORE-ROOM

(The an illuminated glass tubular diode on the communications apparatus glows blazingly bright as he uses the lash up again.)

PHIPPS: Hello Moon-Rocket, can you hear me?
DOCTOR OOV: Hello Moonbase, yes we can. We are coming in on your signal now - whatever you do, keep transmitting.

(Suddenly the glass diode, having reached a critical brightness fizzles and fades into darkness, burnt out from sudden overuse as the homing beam was.)


17, INT: ROCKET

DOCTOR: The signal! Itís stopped!
ZOE: Oh canít you get back...us back into orbit?
DOCTOR: No! No, I shall have to get us down as best I can.
ZOE: But if we crash into a mountain range weíll be smashed to pieces!


18, INT: SOLAR-ENERGY STORE-ROOM

(Shot with panic, Phipps struggles to screw in a replacement diode, which fortunately glows brightly.)


19, INT: ROCKET

(The chirruping signal starts up again.)

ZOE: Itís working again!
DOCTOR: Uh?
ZOE: Doctor, can you lock back onto it?
DOCTOR: Well Iíll try. Yes, yes there it is.

(He breathes a huge sigh of relief.)

DOCTOR: Oh my word! I think weíre gonna be alright!


20, MODEL SHOT: SPACE

(The rocket descends vertically towards a waiting Moonbase rocket bay on the lunar surface with a trail of smoke belching from itís boosters.)


21, STOCK FOOTAGE: SPACE MODULE

(Space module jettisoning part of itself is played backwards to simulate a rocket coming in to land in a silo.)


22, INT: ROCKET

(There is an almighty jolt as the rocket touches down and the crew are thrown about.)

DOCTOR: Oh! Oh...Oh!

(The rocket travellers cautiously collect themselves.)

DOCTOR: Yes, well Iím...Iím sorry about the landing. Is everyone alright?
JAMIE: Aye, well weíre down thatís that main thing.
DOCTOR: Yes.
ZOE: Oh now what do we do?
DOCTOR: Well, the first we must do is to refuel. You can see to that Zoe, canít you?
ZOE: Well yes, but what are you going to do?
DOCTOR: Well Iím going to go and search for Mr Phipps.
ZOE: But what about the Ice-Warriors?
DOCTOR: Oh well, Iíve met them before.
ZOE: Oh but Doctor, you canít just go...
DOCTOR: Well Iíve got to rescue Mr Phipps, now havenít I? Now where did I put that map of our...

(He searches the pockets of his frock coat and pulls out and unfolds a large map.)

DOCTOR: Ah, hang on a minute... Here we are. Now then the Solar-Power Room is... Here we are. Oh yes...oh yes, that seems to be quite a simple route.
JAMIE: Right, Iíll come with you.
DOCTOR: No! ...Youíll stay here and look after Zoe.
JAMIE: What?
DOCTOR: Now donít worry, youíre going to be quite alright.
JAMIE: Ah.

(The Doctor disappears out of the hatchway into the silo.)

DOCTOR: Good luck.
ZOE: And to you.
JAMIE: And to you.

(He turns to Zoe.)

JAMIE: Well...how do we refuel?
ZOE: Oh, well thatís simple. Itíll connect automatically from, er, here.

(She taps a dial.)

JAMIE: Uh-huh.
ZOE: Now you watch that dial, and when it reads full you switch it off.

(She clicks the switch to demonstrate.)

JAMIE: Ah.
ZOE: Now do you think you can remember that?

(Jamie shoots her a look.)

JAMIE: Course I can!
ZOE: Good, I want to have a look at the rocket motors.
JAMIE: Why, whatís the matter?
ZOE: Well I didnít much like the way we landed. It could have caused some damage.

(She opens a hatch in the floor of the command module and climbs down a service ladder into the bowels of the rocket.)

JAMIE: Well I, I-I know it was a bit rough, but surely it wasnít as bad as all that?

(Her voice echoes up.)

ZOE OOV: Well itís not the landing that matters now, itís the take-off.


23, INT: MOON-CONTROL

(While Slaar watches from a distance, Fewsham is flicking switches on his board in front of him:

NEW YORK ATHENS
MOSCOW IZMIR
TORONTO ROME
CALCUTTA OTTAWA
BOMBAY TOKYO
STOCKHOLM LONDON
WASHINGTON CANBERRA

The city names illuminate as he checks them off one by one.)

FEWSHAM: Tokyo.... London... Canberra. Thatís the lot, the whole systemís completely operational again.
SLAAR: We can now send to any city in the world?
FEWSHAM: Yes, anywhere thereís a T-Mat centre.
KELLY: Fewsham do you realise what youíre doing?
FEWSHAM: Iím trying to save our lives!
KELLY: And what about the people on Earth?
FEWSHAM: Weíre in no position to argue!
KELLY: Why do you want control of T-Mat?

(Slaar regards her, his breath hissing icily but remains stoically silent.)

KELLY: If youíre going to invade the Earth youíll be fighting the armed forces of the entire world. Youíll never succeed, thereíll be too much resistance!
SLAAR: There will be no resistance
FEWSHAM: What about us? Whatíll happen to us?
SLAAR: You will remain alive as long as you are useful.
KELLY: Youíll never get any help from me!
SLAAR: When the time comes you will do exactly what you are told - or die!


24, INT: MOONBASE CORRIDOR

(The Doctor skulks cautiously down a corridor looking around, but it is deserted. He turns a corner.)


25, INT: SOLAR-ENERGY STORE-ROOM

(The Doctor approaches a metal door and quietly knocks, then lets himself in closing the door behind him.)

DOCTOR: Hello?

(Phipps jumps out with the standard large metal wrench raised.)

PHIPPS: Who are you?!
DOCTOR: Oh! Oh...Mr Phipps I presume?
PHIPPS: Yes, but whereíd you come from?
DOCTOR: Er...from the rocket. Ah...We were talking on the radio.

(He lowers his wrench with a sigh of relief.)

PHIPPS: Thank heavens you made it. ...The others here too?
DOCTOR: No theyíre still in the rocket. Ah...how many of the Ice-Warriors are there?
PHIPPS: The creatures you mean?
DOCTOR: Yes.
PHIPPS: Well there arenít many, but theyíre deadly.
DOCTOR: Oh they have their weak points.
PHIPPS: Look, theyíve killed everybody here! All except Fewsham and heís helping them.
DOCTOR: I see...well there is only one thing for it, we shall have to destroy T-Mat.
PHIPPS: What?!


26, INT: ROCKET

(Jamie speaks clumsily uses the communications apparatus.)

DOCTOR OOV: H-have you refuelled the rocket Jamie?
JAMIE: Yea..er..Yes, weíve just finished and Zoeís checking the rocket-motors.
DOCTOR OOV: Oh good, er...I have found Mr Phipps.
JAMIE: Ah, how is he?
DOCTOR OOV: Oh, he is quite alright but er...
JAMIE: Aye, and youíre bringing him back now?
DOCTOR OOV: Yes eventually Jamie, but Iíve got to put T-Mat out of action first.
JAMIE: Butbutbut Doctor, what about the Ice-Warriors?
DOCTOR OOV: Now donít worry Jamie! You and Zoe prepare the rocket for take off and wait for us, goodbye!
JAMIE: Butbutbut Doctor, Doctor y-hey..!

(He thumps the machinery.)

JAMIE: Och!

(Zoe climbs up from the hatch in the floor.)

JAMIE: T-that was the Doctor. He..he-heís found Phipps and he wants us to prepare the rocket for take off while they put T-Mat out of action.
ZOE: But he canít!
JAMIE: Why?
ZOE: Iíve just checked the main power drive and the rocketís motors are completely useless. The only way back to Earth is by T-Mat!
JAMIE: What?! Oh!

(Zoe grabs the communications apparatus.)

ZOE: Doctor, Doctor? Can you hear me, this is Zoe...Doctor?! Ooh he must have switched off!
JAMIE: Oh now what do we do?
ZOE: Well go and find him, come on!

(They rush out of the doorway.)


27, INT: MOONBASE CORRIDOR

DOCTOR: Where does this lead to?
PHIPPS: Control Headquarters. Through this way...

(They rush stealthily across the corridor and turn a corner to see an Ice Warrior at the other end frogmarching a struggling Miss Kelly somewhere, one huge clap-like hand on her shoulder.)

DOCTOR: Thereís an Ice-Warrior, itís got Miss Kelly. But how..?

(Suddenly the Ice-Warrior sees them and itís arm snaps up covering them with itís weapon.)

DOCTOR: RUN!

(Phipps and the Doctor run down the corridor as Miss Kelly pulls away from the Warrior and runs after them. The Doctor rushes back towards the Warrior and runs around it causing itís cumbersome frame to wheel around in confusion as it tries to get a clear aim. The Doctor runs off down the corridor drawing the creature away from the others who have by this time managed to put some distance between them and the Warrior. The creature lumbers after the Doctor. Upon rushing down a corridor in which the highly polished walls reflect into each like opposing mirrors, he pauses for a moment. Gazing curiously to the side he examines his multiple reflections staring back at him before continuing his flight. He scrambles forward along many more corridors until the Warrior is quite a way back. The Doctor pauses to breathe a sigh of relief, that is until he spots two more Warriors lumbering towards him in the opposite direction. He rushes back the way he came through the section with the reflective walls, then changes direction again rushing back towards the two warriors. In a desperate attempt to escape he takes a side corridor instead but his journey is cut short by a set of doors which are firmly chained shut. The Doctor rattles the doors in a futile attempt to open them, but he has run out of places to run so turns to face the Warriors who are closing in upon him menacingly. He holds up his hands desperately.)

DOCTOR: STOP!
ICE-WARRIOR: You must be desstroyed.
DOCTOR: You-youíve got no orders to kill me!
ICE-WARRIOR: All...
DOCTOR: Your leader will want to speak to me!
ICE-WARRIOR: Humans are our enemiess!
DOCTOR: But I can be useful to you, like Fewsham! Er...your leader will be angry if you kill me, I... Iím a genius!

(The Warriors turn to face each other momentarily unsure of what to do.)

ICE-WARRIOR: Geniuss?

(They face him again.)

ICE-WARRIOR: You will come with me!


28, INT: MOONBASE CORRIDOR

(Jamie and Zoe creep along a corridor and come to a fork.)

JAMIE: Now which way?
ZOE: I donít know, Iím lost.
JAMIE: I thought you knew the way?
ZOE: So did I!
JAMIE: Oh!

(She chooses the right-hand fork.)

ZOE: Letís try this way.

(She heads off.)

JAMIE: Women!

(He follows her as they come to another fork and in the distance the icy, rattling breath of a Warrior can be heard a short way away.)

JAMIE: Oh no, we could wander around here all day!
ZOE: Listen! Quick, here!

(They cower together in the shadows behind one of the Moonbases iron support struts. A Warrior lumbers by and Zoe gazes curiously at its retreating form.)

ZOE: What was that thing?
JAMIE: An Ice-Warrior. You see, we were right!

(The Warrior turns and spots them and lumbers forward.)

JAMIE: Quick, follow me!

(Jamie and Zoe rush away down the corridor with the Warrior in pursuit. They rush down the left fork and hide behind another beam.)

ZOE: Get back, donít move!

(The Warrior reaches the fork and looks left and right and decides to lumber back to control.)

JAMIE: Phew! Now what do we do?
ZOE: Keep looking for the Doctor and keep your eyes open for the solar energy room. Come on!
JAMIE: Solar energy...

(They wander off.)


29, INT: MOONBASE-CONTROL

FEWSHAM: I wish youíd tell me what you want me to do!
SLAAR: You will shortly dispatch a cargo to certain cities on Earth. They will include Ottawa, Oslo, Stockholm, Hamburg...
FEWSHAM: Cargo, what sort of cargo?
ICE-WARRIOR: The prisoner Kelly has escaped. This human was in the corridorss.
SLAAR: Who are you? Where are you from?
DOCTOR: I might ask you the same question!
SLAAR: You will find the human Kelly and bring her back here. Who is this man?
FEWSHAM: Heís not one of the crew. I donít know him - he must have just arrived here.
SLAAR: Impossible, we control T-Mat. How did you get here?!

(The Doctor smirks.)

DOCTOR: Our resources are not limited to T-Mat you know!
SLAAR: You arrived here by other means, by spacecraft?
FEWSHAM: Rockets havenít been used for years.
SLAAR: Then you are lying! You have been concealed here all the time.
DOCTOR: But you canít be sure of that can you, mm? The people of the Earth may be preparing a whole fleet of rockets to defend themselves with!
SLAAR: No, Earth relies entirely on T-Mat. There is no defence against our plans.
DOCTOR: And what are your plans?

(Slaar seems to realise that he has said too much and says nothing further on the subject.)

DOCTOR: Invasion by T-Mat? There are too few of you to conquer all the peoples of the Earth.

(Two Warriors lumber in and set down a small, frozen metal casket which has a set of icicles jutting from the rim like broken teeth.)

ICE-WARRIOR: The Grand Marshall has ordered all the seeds to be prepared. You are to receive your instructions.
SLAAR: Then guard the humans, if they try to escape you are to kill them.

(Slaar departs. As the Warriors busy themselves with the casket for a moment, the Doctor sidles up to Fewsham.)

DOCTOR: Why are you helping them?
FEWSHAM: I have seen what they can do.
DOCTOR: Do you know what is in that container?
FEWSHAM: All I know is they want me to send something to Earth by T-Mat. I suppose thatís whatís in it.
DOCTOR: Then I shall have to have a look inside - and you are going to help me...


30, INT: SOLAR-ENERGY STORE-ROOM

ZOE: The Doctorís been captured? But couldnít you help him?
PHIPPS: Iím sorry there was nothing we could do.
KELLY: Iím sorry but we had a job to reach here ourselves.
JAMIE: Aye, so did we.
ZOE: Are you sure the Ice-Warriors donít know about this place?
PHIPPS: Well one of them did find it, but I managed to deal with him.
ZOE: How?
PHIPPS: Well I fixed up a sort of booby trap to the solar-energy power line.
JAMIE: Ah.
KELLY: By the look of those things Iíd have though they were invulnerable!
ZOE: No, the Doctor said they canít stand heat.
JAMIE: Ah, thatís right.
PHIPPS: The heating system of the entire base is controlled from the centre. Now if we could reach those controls and turn up the heating...
ZOE: But how could we get there, there are Ice-Warriors patrolling those corridors.
JAMIE: Aye.
PHIPPS: Yes I know...

(He clicks his fingers.)

PHIPPS: The maintenance tunnels, over here.
JAMIE: Hey, Oh, if we could get through here...then turn the heating up, knock the warriors out we could rescue the Doctor.
KELLY: Then T-Mat ourselves back to Earth.
JAMIE: Aye.
ZOE: But I thought T-Mat had broken down?

(Kelly looks down her nose frostily at Zoe as if sheíd been personally insulted.)

KELLY: Not anymore. I repaired it. How can we get this cover off?
PHIPPS: This part of the base hasnít been used for ages, itís rusted solid. Itíll take some time.
JAMIE: Aye, well the Doctor may not have much time.


31, INT: MOON-CONTROL

(The Doctor whispers to Fewsham by the control panel as a guard watches them from a distance.)

DOCTOR: Alright Fewsham, now.
FEWSHAM: I canít! Heíll kill us both!
DOCTOR: You have got to help me!
FEWSHAM: I said I canít!
DOCTOR: Very well, I shall do it by myself. If Iím caught which is most likely we wonít both get killed.
FEWSHAM: Alright!

(Fewsham walks across the room past the Warrior who swings around to follow him.)

ICE-WARRIOR: Do not move!
FEWSHAM: I was ordered to prepare the controls for transmission. I-Iíve have got to check that everything is in order.
ICE-WARRIOR: Return to where you were.

(Slowly the Doctor scrambles unseen, past the main console and over to the metal casket.)

FEWSHAM: But this is most important!
ICE-WARRIOR: If you are trying to escape I shall destroy you.
FEWSHAM: I-Iím not trying to escape!
ICE-WARRIOR: Go back to where you were!
FEWSHAM: Alright, alright...

(The warrior swings around and sees the Doctor examining the now open casket and covers him with his sonic disruptor. The lid of the casket bangs shut as the Doctor raises his hands, but he is saved by an unexpected voice.)

SLAAR: Wait!

(He addresses the Doctor.)

SLAAR: Open it.

(The Doctor stays where he is.)

SLAAR: I said open it!

(The Doctor does so and removes a small white sphere for a cursory examination.)

DOCTOR: What are these things? They...they look like seed pods.

(As the Doctor watches, the sphere suddenly enlarges to three times itís size and explodes in the Doctorís face disgorging a cloud of white vapour. Fewsham rushes forward but the warrior puts up an arm to keep him from getting any closer to the spreading cloud.)

FEWSHAM: What is it? Whatís happened to him? Is he dead?


32, INT: SOLAR-ENERGY STORE-ROOM

(Phipps and Jamie manage to remove the cover to the maintenance tunnels.)

PHIPPS: Thatís it!
ZOE: I think I heard something.
KELLY: Be careful!

(Zoe peeks out of the door, and ducks back inside as she sees an Ice-Warrior heading straight for them and speaks in hushed tones.)

ZOE: Thereís one coming. I donít think it saw me.
JAMIE: We wonít take any chances.

(Jamie jams a metal bar in the sliding door as a large silhouette is seen from the outside.)

JAMIE: That should hold it!
ZOE: Get back!

(Phipps mouths ďDonít moveĒ at Jamie.)

JAMIE: The booby trap thing, does it still work?
PHIPPS: Itíll have to be reconnected.
JAMIE: Well come on!
PHIPPS: Psst, Kelly.

(He motions to the equipment and they hurriedly plug it back in. Zoe pulls the metal bar from the door and stands back as Jamie holds the door closed.)

JAMIE: Hurry up!

(Phipps plugs into the solar-power line.)

PHIPPS: Right!
KELLY: Now!

(Phipps throws the switch, and the Warrior is bathed in brilliant white luminescence from the solar lamps. The creature writhes horribly under the intensity of the stored ultra-violet radiation and completely evaporates into another slime-green puddle. They all gather around, curiously.)


33, INT: MOON-CONTROL

(An Ice Warrior removes a sphere from the metal casket and moves towards the T-Mat cubicles.)

SLAAR: You will prepare to activate the cubicle and transmit to London.

(He pauses for a moment.)

SLAAR: Obey!

(Miserably, Fewsham moves to the console.)


34, INT: EARTH-CONTROL

COMPUTER: EMERGENCY TRANSPORT SYSTEMS NOW IN OPERATION; HOWEVER, SITUATION STILL EXTREMELY CRITICAL IN MOST PARTS OF THE WORLD, PRIMITIVE AREAS SURVIVING BEST. BUT ALL MAJOR CITIES NOW SUFFERING SEVERE FOOD SHORTAGES.

(Radnor turns to Eldred.)

RADNOR: Without T-Mat millions are going to die - especially in the cities.


35, INT: MOON-CONTROL

(Fewsham sits with his hand on the control, within a cubical sits a tall metal stand which contains a single white sphere.)

SLAAR: Activate!

(Fewsham does so and the stand fades away.)


36, INT: EARTH-CONTROL

(There is a whine from a nearby cubical as something appears.)

BRENT: Commander Radnor, the T-Mat is working!
RADNOR: Working? Kelly must have got through!
ELDRED: Splendid!

(They all peer at the object that has materialised.)

ELDRED: What is it?

(Brent Enters the cubicle and touches the sphere. As he does so it begins to grow like the Doctorís, but more ferociously.)

BRENT: It's alive!

(They all look astonished as the alien artifact soon fills the entire cubicle with an unknown rippling white mass, and just when it seems it can expand no further...)


Episode Four


The Doctor
Patrick Troughton

Jamie
Frazer Hines

Zoe
Wendy Padbury

Kelly
Louise Pajo

Brent
Ric Felgate

Radnor
Ronald Leigh-Hunt

Slaar
Alan Bennion

Ice-Warriors
Steve Peters
Tony Harwood
Sonny Caldinez

Phipps
Christopher Coll

Computer Voice
John Witty

Title music by
Ron Grainer and the
BBC Radiophonic
Workshop

Story Editor
Terrance Dicks

Designer
Paul Allen

Producer
Peter Bryant

Director
Michael Ferguson

(C) BBCTV 1969

Transcribed by
Rynad
 

 

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