1. INT. CAVES
(Searching for the spot where Davis and Spencer had their fateful accident, the DOCTOR climbs between a narrow crevice and upwards into a small cranny, where
he discovers several large loops of climbing rope. There is a faint roar from somewhere nearby.
(The DOCTOR looks around and notices a small opening, which although quite narrow, appears to lead to a much larger space. He puts aside the rope and
cautiously climbs through the opening into a much larger chamber. He looks around the space, seeing nothing. After several moments he turns back to retreat
through the opening, when there is a colossal roar behind him.
(The DOCTOR turns to stare upwards at a carnivorous dinosaur of the same mould as the Allosaurus or Tyrannosaurus rex. It reaches down at him with it’s
sharp fore-claws, and trapped in the opening all the DOCTOR can do is raise an arm over his face in self-defence...
(As the claw comes down to strike him, there is a signal of three descending notes, and instead of striking him, the claw merely hovers over the DOCTOR. The
dinosaur is in a ferocious mood, but the three note signal is repeated over and over again until it leaves the Doctor alone.
(The DOCTOR cautiously follows the dinosaur several steps in the direction it had gone, where he finds a giant footprint, easily several hand spans in
2. INT. CONFERENCE ROOM
(LIZ and the BRIGADIER stand before an board with a caving map pinned to it; the BRIGADIER indicates a gallery of the caves with his swagger stick.)
BRIGADIER: You’re sure this is where he’s making for?
LIZ: Pretty sure. He wanted to see the exact place where the accident happened.
BRIGADIER: I must say Miss Shaw, if only you’d come to me earlier.
LIZ: I’m sorry but he asked me not to tell you.
BRIGADIER: I could have sent down a search party immediately.
LIZ: That’s just what he didn’t want.
BRIGADIER: He deserves all he gets, no sense at all.
(Major BAKER enters carrying some ropes, lights and other gear.)
BAKER: I’ve collected all the equipment I can lay my hands on, and I’ve alerted the local rescue team. They’ll mount a follow-up search as soon
as they can.
LIZ: This is very good of you Major Baker.
BRIGADIER: I’m only sorry that a member of my staff should be causing so much trouble, we’re supposed to be helping you.
BAKER: The main thing is to get your Doctor out of those caves as soon as possible. How many men have you sir?
BRIGADIER: Five or six, and Captain Hawkins. More on the way from HQ.
BAKER: Well I suggest we start a preliminary search just as soon as we can.
BRIGADIER: Right we’ve arranged to go in five minutes.
BAKER: Right sir.
(With typically quirky timing, a tall figure wearing potholing gear and a red cravat appears in the doorway.)
DOCTOR: Well this all looks very exciting. May I come too?
3. INT. CYCLOTRON ROOM
(LAWRENCE and QUINN are standing right in front of the drum of the cyclotron which is giving off a dull red glow.)
LAWRENCE: Surely you must have found some explanation.
QUINN: Both generator and cyclotron are functioning perfectly. Excuse me.
(He crosses to the secondary control desk and picks up the microphone.)
QUINN: Miss Dawson, electron voltage readings please.
DAWSON: (Out of view.) Two thousand million, power steady, all systems at normal.
LAWRENCE: Everything’s in perfect order, except for the fact that these power losses still keep on recurring.
QUINN: We are trying everything possible.
LAWRENCE: Yes, I know, I’m sorry.
(They go up to the upper control room where QUINN takes over from Miss DAWSON at the main controls.)
QUINN: Thank you, Miss Dawson.
(LAWRENCE looks out through the glass partition at the cyclotron drum.)
LAWRENCE: This project started off so well. Still, we’re not the only ones with problems.
LAWRENCE: UNIT. That ridiculous Doctor of theirs got himself lost in the caves.
QUINN: Are they searching for him?
LAWRENCE: They were, but the, the fellow turned up again.
QUINN: That’s very fortunate.
LAWRENCE: Let me know if you find anything wrong, won’t you.
QUINN: Yes of course.
(LAWRENCE leaves through the outer door and QUINN settles back in the control chair.)
DAWSON: If they had started searching those caves...
QUINN: Well they’re not going to, are they, so we needn’t worry.
4. INT. CONFERENCE ROOM
(The DOCTOR, Major BAKER, LIZ, the BRIGADIER and Captain HAWKINS are drinking coffee whilst holding a review of the DOCTOR’s expedition to the caves. BAKER
takes a cup for himself and for LIZ across on the far side of the room and sits down.)
DOCTOR: Anybody would think you were disappointed that I didn’t get lost.
LIZ: Come on Doctor, you get everyone worried, then turn up safe and sound.
BAKER: You shouldn’t have gone sir.
DOCTOR: Well it produced results, didn’t it?
BRIGADIER: Subterranean Loch Ness Monster? Very helpful.
DOCTOR: Oh, so you don’t believe me?
BRIGADIER: Oh I believe you saw something. The question is what.
LIZ: You weren’t very specific.
DOCTOR: Well I hardly had time to draw its picture, did I. All I can tell you is that it was something very, very large, and something very, very alive.
LIZ: Could it have been prehistoric?
DOCTOR: Well it was certainly some kind of dinosaur, certainly nothing that I’ve ever seen before though.
BAKER: In museums you mean?
DOCTOR: No I do not mean in museums! (Mulls the idea over.) Well, on second thoughts, perhaps... perhaps I do, yes.
BAKER: (Crossing to the BRIGADIER’s desk.) Look sir. Suppose there is sabotage going on, and a large group hiding in the caves have faked up
some kind of monster.
LIZ: To scare people away.
BAKER: And to account for the unexplained deaths. The noise the Doctor heard, could have been machinery.
BRIGADIER: What do you think Doctor?
DOCTOR: Well it’s a possibility. I suppose.
BRIGADIER: (Standing.) Well whatever it is, we must check up on it.
BAKER: (Standing.) I’ll be glad to go with you sir.
BRIGADIER: We’ll all go. Except Miss Shaw.
LIZ: Oh just a minute. I’m not going to miss all the fun...
BRIGADIER: No Miss Shaw.
LIZ: Have you never heard of female emancipation?
DOCTOR: Liz, this time, I think he’s right.
BAKER: Your men will be armed sir?
BRIGADIER: Small arms, grenades, nothing very substantial.
BAKER: Hmm, we’ll be a bit short on firepower.
DOCTOR: That’s typical of the military mind, isn’t it. Present them with a new problem, and they start shooting at it!
BRIGADIER: Yes, well I’ll inform the Director of my decision.
(The BRIGADIER marches out of the conference room.)
DOCTOR: (Shouting after him.) It’s not the only way you know, just blasting away at things!
BAKER: Oh don’t worry Doctor, we’ll make sure your prehistoric friend gets a sporting chance. We won’t shoot until we see the whites of its eyes,
(He pats the DOCTOR on the back.)
5. INT. CAVES
(The DOCTOR leads the party of UNIT soldiers and Major BAKER through the cave gallery where he was attacked by the dinosaur, and subsequently found its
DOCTOR: I found the footprint over here sir.
BRIGADIER: Well, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Well it was here.
(However there is simply no trace of the footprint - it has been filled in with the same desiccated sand and gravel found in the rest of the cave.)
DOCTOR: (Frustrated.) Well it’s dried up isn’t it, anyone can see that.
BRIGADIER: I’m afraid I can’t see anything at all.
(There is a faint noise in the distance.)
BAKER: Listen! Shall I take a look sir?
(He goes racing off, almost without waiting for the BRIGADIER’s order.)
BRIGADIER: Yes alright. Captain Hawkins, take a couple of men and go with Major Baker.
(HAWKINS turns to the nearest soldiers.)
HAWKINS: Very good sir. You two come with me.
(Major BAKER has already raced out of sight through the cave.)
HAWKINS: Major Baker! (Urgently.) Come on you two!
(He is still waiting for the other UNIT soldiers who haven’t been as alert as either BAKER or HAWKINS.)
HAWKINS: (Calling ahead.) Wait for us sir!
6. INT. ANOTHER PART OF THE CAVES
(Racing through the caves, BAKER comes across a man-like figure standing at the other end of a narrow space. He raises his rifle.)
BAKER: Hey you there! Halt! Or I fire!
(The shadowy figure doesn’t seem to pay the least attention to BAKER, who indeed shoots a couple of rounds at it. Clearly one of the shots strikes its
target, and the shape flees away to one side. Suddenly there is a mammoth roar, and BAKER is aware of a large object looming close by to him on one side. He
turns around, looks up, and sees... something prehistoric and huge! Whatever it is, he begins shooting at it with little or no effect. A huge claw lashes out at
his arm and swipes him to the ground.)
(Nearby, the BRIGADIER, DOCTOR and the other UNIT soldiers hear BAKER’s scream of pain and the loud roaring. Again there is a distant sound of a descending
three note signal.)
DOCTOR: Come on!
(He leads the party towards the noise. They race into a large cavern where they find Major BAKER lying prone on the ground. The roaring sound gradually fades
away in the distance.)
BRIGADIER: What happened [Captain] Hawkins?
HAWKINS: No idea, we found him like this when we got here.
(The DOCTOR and a UNIT soldier carefully prop BAKER up and comfort him. BAKER is clearly delirious from the attack.)
DOCTOR: That’s alright old chap. Take it easy. Take it easy.
BAKER: I saw some... someone down there. I fired over his head. I think I hit him... Ricochet.
BRIGADIER: Did he attack you?
(Suddenly BAKER remembers the rest of the encounter.)
BAKER: No, something else. Bullets... bullets wouldn’t stop!
(BAKER begins thrashing around in terror at the recollection.)
DOCTOR: Take it easy! Stop! (To the soldier also supporting BAKER.) Hold that!
(Together, the DOCTOR and the soldier prevent BAKER from injuring himself any further by lashing out. The BRIGADIER turns to the next nearest soldier.)
BRIGADIER: Get the first aid kit, man, and some morphine. (To HAWKINS.) We’d better get him back to the centre.
HAWKINS: Very good sir.
BRIGADIER: Oh, Captain Hawkins?
HAWKINS: Yes sir?
BRIGADIER: Before you do that, take a look up there and be careful.
(The BRIGADIER points in the direction BAKER indicated he was shooting. HAWKINS draws his pistol and heads towards the end of the cave.)
(The BRIGADIER turns to the DOCTOR who has picked up and is examining BAKER’s rifle, the end of which has been bent as though it were a plastic straw.)
BRIGADIER: What do you make of it, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Well, obviously, Baker shot at something he thought was a man. Then something else attacked Baker.
BRIGADIER: The prehistoric creature that attacked you?
DOCTOR: Oh, it seems very likely, doesn’t it.
HAWKINS: (Out of view.) Sir! Something over here sir.
(The BRIGADIER and the DOCTOR go across into a new cavern, followed by the rest of the soldiers.)
HAWKINS: Ricochet marks on the rocks sir. And look over here; traces of blood, spots leading this way.
BRIGADIER: We’d better follow them. Doctor?
(The DOCTOR is crouching to obtain a blood sample from the traces on the ground.)
DOCTOR: No. I’ll get back to the hospital with these blood samples. In any case I can give a hand to carry Baker.
BRIGADIER: Right Morton, give the Doctor a hand, the rest, follow me.
(The BRIGADIER sets off to be stopped by the DOCTOR’s warning.)
DOCTOR: Brigadier! You’ll be careful, won’t you. After all, you don’t really know what you’re following, you know.
(The BRIGADIER nods in acknowledgement, and leads him men onwards. The DOCTOR continues to collect blood from the scene of the shooting.)
7. EXT. CAVE OPENING. MOORLAND. DAY
(We see a scaly green hand grasp a rock, and then following it a man-like shape emerges into the fading daylight, breathing heavily. It takes in and
considers its surroundings with the aid of trinocular vision, and selecting a dense clump of bushes to take refuge in, begins bashing through the countryside.)
8. INT. LABORATORY WITHIN THE RESEARCH CENTRE
(The DOCTOR peers into a microscope, under which is the blood sample from the cave.)
LIZ: Well Doctor?
DOCTOR: (Displeased.) Well see for yourself.
(The DOCTOR gives up his seat to LIZ, who takes his place and adjusts the microscope to her eye. After a moment, she ventures a nervous opinion.)
LIZ: Oh... I know this may seem a little far-fetched, but there are resemblances to...
DOCTOR: ...certain of the larger reptiles?
(A technician ushers the BRIGADIER into the room.)
BRIGADIER: Bad news Doctor, we lost it.
DOCTOR: Oh no.
BRIGADIER: Well there’s a lot of moorland out there. Anyway it was getting dark.
DOCTOR: Yes I suppose so.
(The DOCTOR heads over to the sink to wash out the test tubes from his tests.)
LIZ: What are you going to do now?
BRIGADIER: I’ve sent to HQ for some more men, we’ll mount a full-scale search in the morning. Doctor, have you got any idea what we’re looking for?
DOCTOR: No, not yet. So far our tests have proved a bit inconclusive.
BRIGADIER: There’ll be the devil to pay if Baker shot some innocent potholer. Oh how is he by the way?
LIZ: Well there was some bruising, and one arm was clawed, and there’s a possibility of mild concussion.
DOCTOR: Poor chap. Mind you, he was behaving very irresponsibly, blazing away like that.
BRIGADIER: He was attacked, Doctor, just as you were.
DOCTOR: Yes. But not by the thing that he shot at. Seems to me Brigadier, that you’re missing the most important point.
BRIGADIER: Which is?
DOCTOR: That when Baker was attacked, and when I was attacked, the thing was called off before it could do any real harm.
LIZ: Davis was killed though.
DOCTOR: Yes I know. But in my opinion, there are two kinds of creature down in that cave. A large and ferocious one, and a smaller, much more intelligent
kind that controls the first, and may not be hostile.
BRIGADIER: It’s a bit hard to accept one monster, let alone two. Still whatever it is, we’ll know in the morning.
DOCTOR: Yes and by that time it might be a little too late.
(The BRIGADIER and LIZ share a worried glance.)
9. EXT. FARM. NIGHT
(Again we see the world from the trinocular viewpoint of the injured creature from the cave, as it heads towards the bright windows of a farm after night has
fallen. It comes to a squeaking gate which it manipulates open with its scaly, three-clawed hand, and then walks through into the yard. It looks around and sees
a stable and a barn, and selecting the barn as the more secluded building, rushes across to it, inside through the unlocked wooden door, and seeing stacked
bales of hay it decides to bury itself amidst them...)
10. INT. CYCLOTRON ROOM
(Though clearly late in the evening, Dr LAWRENCE is interrogating Miss DAWSON about the disappearance of his number two.)
LAWRENCE: Simply to disappear at a time like this!
DAWSON: Doctor Quinn has been working very long hours under a considerable strain.
LAWRENCE: So have we all.
(The DOCTOR enters from the outer door of the cyclotron room.)
DOCTOR: Oh I’m so sorry, I was looking for Doctor Quinn.
LAWRENCE: You’re not the only one.
DAWSON: He completed as many of the tests as he could, and then... then he simply had to go and rest.
DOCTOR: Is he in his quarters?
(Miss DAWSON tries unsuccessfully to dissemble.)
DAWSON: Well no...
LAWRENCE: Gone off to that cottage of his, has he? If he spent more time doing his job and less writing that book of his...
(LAWRENCE leaves the accusation hanging in the air whilst he stalks off. He pauses at the door.)
LAWRENCE: When he gets back, tell him I’d like to see him, would you? If he can spare a moment...
(LAWRENCE exits, leaving Miss DAWSON clearly upset. As she sits down at her post the DOCTOR comes across and pats her shoulder.)
DOCTOR: Don’t worry my dear, we’re all under a bit of a strain at the moment.
DAWSON: Doctor Quinn works harder than anyone at this centre.
DOCTOR: Yes, yes, yes. Yes I’m sure he does. It’s just that I’d... I’d rather like another word with him myself. It’s about those power losses.
(Miss DAWSON looks around at the DOCTOR in high suspicion.)
11. INT. CAVES
(We discover Dr QUINN has not retired to his cottage at all, but has gone potholing. He has taken a detailed map and is following a particular course to his
destination; he stops for a moment to consult the map.
(When he starts moving again, he is not quick enough to notice something scaly and equipped with powerful claws stepping aside so that it is out of view.
QUINN draws near to what appears to be a black slab embedded in the rock, something which cannot possibly be a natural formation. He turns around and looks up,
and is bathed in a red light accompanied by a high-pitched whirring sound. He is trapped in a force field, and his motions become jerky like a puppet. He raises
his hands involuntarily and wheels around to where the black slab is retracting, revealing a passageway.
(The interior of the passageway and connected rooms are lit in an eerie, subdued green light. Another scaly figure in the passageway moves quickly out of
sight as QUINN, under the control of the force field, is brought into the secret hiding place like a marionette. He is quickly brought into a vacant room on one
side of the corridor, which has a curious upright stand with two arms attached. QUINN is brought to lean up against this, and released from the force field he
can lower his arms to rest.
(QUINN looks around but the room is empty; directly ahead of him there is a white screen marked with curious indentations. A thick and reedy sounding voice,
rich in inhuman-sounding overtones, urgently speaks to QUINN from behind the screen, but its owner is shielded from view.)
VOICE: Why have you come?
QUINN: I have come to warn you. There are men searching the caves, soldiers with weapons.
VOICE: Your warning is too late. They have already attacked us.
QUINN: What happened?
VOICE: One of us was wounded. He was forced onto the surface.
QUINN: Were any humans hurt?
VOICE: That does not concern us.
QUINN: You must stop taking power from the cyclotron.
VOICE: We still need the power. We are not yet ready to make our own.
QUINN: It’s causing endless trouble, that’s what brought the soldiers here.
VOICE: One us of was wounded. We need your help to recover him.
QUINN: How do you expect me to do that. The soldiers will be hunting for him, they will see me. I tell you it’s impossible, I won’t do it.
VOICE: You refuse to help us, yet you expect our scientists to give you their secrets?
QUINN: All you’ve given me so far are scraps of knowledge, hints. I must know.
VOICE: You will be given the information when the wounded one is returned to us.
(QUINN seems satisfied with this deal.)
QUINN: Very well. What shall I do, how can I find him.
VOICE: We will give you a summoning device. He will hear it, and come to you.
(The interview is over. QUINN looks around to one side, where bathed in a green light is a small, triangular device with a large button on top, and a couple
of small emitters on one side. QUINN picks up the summoning device, whereupon the force field springs on; bathed in red light his arms are pulled up and he is
frog marched out the way he came...)
12. EXT. SQUIRE’S FARM. DAY
(It is early morning at SQUIRE’s farm, and SQUIRE and his wife DORIS are going about their chores, which for SQUIRE means obtaining hay for his animals. He
crosses the small courtyard between his house, stable and barn, carrying a pitchfork.
(As luck would have it, the nearest pile of hay bales which SQUIRE selects is exactly that which the creature had buried itself within the previous night.
Sticking his pitchfork into the bale and pulling it away, SQUIRE reveals a green, scaly hand with three claws. SQUIRE looks at the arm in utter disbelief.)
(SQUIRE runs back to the door of the barn, and thus turns his back on the creature.)
DORIS: What do you want?
SQUIRE: Get on to the police! Tell them there’s something in my barn!
DORIS: What sort of something?
SQUIRE: Some sort of freak! I saw it move in the hay!
(We see from the trinocular vision of the creature that it is clearly somewhat taller than SQUIRE and bearing down on him.)
SQUIRE: Well get on with it woman!
(The creature is virtually on top of SQUIRE, who must be able to hear its laboured breathing. He turns around, in self-defence wielding the pitchfork, but
then driving the creature back into the barn. In doing so he comes too close, and the creature is able to lash out with a claw across SQUIRE’s face.)
(SQUIRE yells and falls to the ground. His cry brings his wife to the barn, and looking from the door of the barn she screams in terror, covering her face.)
13. INT. CONFERENCE ROOM
(The conference room, temporarily converted into UNIT headquarters, is a scene of busy activity as the BRIGADIER plans the morning’s search.)
HAWKINS: Everything’s organised sir, the choppers are already up and there are two platoons in support.
BRIGADIER: Good, ask Major Peters to keep the men on standby. I’ll be with him as soon as I can.
HAWKINS: Very good sir.
(As HAWKINS rushes to his desk we can see the surly figure of Dr LAWRENCE entering.)
BRIGADIER: Oh good morning Director, I was about to come and see you.
LAWRENCE: I realise you must be busy, particularly since you seem to be engaged in a full-scale military operation, with my research centre as it’s HQ.
(HAWKINS comes over and whispers in the BRIGADIER’s ear whilst he is listening to LAWRENCE’s blathering.)
BRIGADIER: (Briskly.) Yes, I apologise for the inconvenience Director.
(The BRIGADIER returns to studying the reports on his desk.)
LAWRENCE: When you and your associates descended upon us, not I might add at any request of mine, I understood that your purpose was to put an end to
the setbacks that have been plaguing us here.
BRIGADIER: That is true sir.
LAWRENCE: And what have you achieved?
(The BRIGADIER sits down to argue his case with LAWRENCE.)
BRIGADIER: To begin with, Miss Shaw has discovered an abnormally high rate of stress symptoms amongst your staff.
LAWRENCE: There’s bound to be a few weaklings. What about these power losses?
BRIGADIER: The Doctor has spent most of the night examining the equipment here.
LAWRENCE: Ah yes, your mysterious Doctor. With his sonic screwdriver. Is he qualified to make such an investigation?
(At this opportune moment, the DOCTOR walks in with his typical elegant style. The BRIGADIER smiles beatifically at LAWRENCE as he pronounces:)
BRIGADIER: The Doctor’s qualified to do almost everything.
DOCTOR: Well that’s it then - nothing wrong with it.
BRIGADIER: Nothing wrong with what?
DOCTOR: With any of it. Cyclotron, remote control mechanisms, all of them - functioning perfectly.
LAWRENCE: You can’t possibly be sure.
DOCTOR: My dear man, it’s a perfectly simple piece of machinery.
LAWRENCE: Oh! Then what is the explanation of these power losses? Magic?
DOCTOR: The power from your reactor, like the mental state of your staff, has been affected by some outside influence.
LAWRENCE: Indeed. And what do you propose to do about it.
DOCTOR: It’s more a question of what you propose to do about it. Until this influence has been discovered and dealt with, this establishment should be
closed down completely.
LAWRENCE: Out of the question. It would mean a tremendous setback to our research program.
DOCTOR: (Incisively.) And to your career?
(This comment only serves to rile LAWRENCE, who spins around with an icy glare.)
LAWRENCE: I’m extremely dissatisfied Brigadier, with your conduct of this investigation, and with the behaviour of your ah, “associate”. I
intend to write to the Permanent Under-Secretary, and demand your recall.
(The BRIGADIER tries to be unobjectionable in his mild reply.)
BRIGADIER: That is your privilege Director, but whilst we are here perhaps you would let us carry on with our investigations.
(LAWRENCE, having nothing more to say to either the BRIGADIER or the DOCTOR, sullenly leaves the conference room.)
DOCTOR: Pompous idiot! Hmmph. Never could stand that man.
(The DOCTOR goes round to the other side of the desk and sits jauntily in the chair opposite the BRIGADIER.)
DOCTOR: Well Brigadier, all set to start playing soldiers, are we?
(The BRIGADIER gives the DOCTOR a curiously uncomprehending look, but since the phone on his desk rings immediately he is spared giving reply to the DOCTOR’s
taunt. The half of the conversation that we can hear proceeds as follows:)
BRIGADIER: Lethbridge-Stewart... Yes... yes... I see. Thank you very much. I’ll be there as soon as I can.
(The BRIGADIER puts down the phone.)
BRIGADIER: Police. I asked them to let me know of any unusual occurrences.
BRIGADIER: Local farmer named Squire. Found dead in his barn. There were claw marks on his body.
(This instantly has the DOCTOR’s full attention.)
14. EXT. SQUIRE’S FARM, BARN. DAY
(Having examined SQUIRE’s body, the DOCTOR pulls the blanket back over as the ambulance officers prepare to remove the corpse. There are vivid gashes
across the left side of SQUIRE’s face.)
DOCTOR: Poor chap.
LIZ: Are they the same marks as you found on Davis in the caves?
DOCTOR: No, these were made by something quite different. Smaller perhaps, but very powerful.
BRIGADIER: I thought you said the thing wasn’t hostile.
DOCTOR: Yes, (Picking up the pitchfork.) but I imagine that Squire attacked him with this. May have been cornered.
(LIZ and the BRIGADIER look at one another, each clearly believing this to be an unpromising idea.)
DOCTOR: What about the man’s wife?
BRIGADIER: She’s at the local hospital, suffering from shock.
DOCTOR: Yes, well I’d like a word with her. Perhaps you’d like to stay and do some forensic tests, Liz.
LIZ: Yes of course.
DOCTOR: Those claw marks - they weren’t the cause of death, you know.
BRIGADIER: Then what was?
DOCTOR: Heart failure. You might say he died of fear.
15. INT. HOSPITAL WARD. DAY
(The DOCTOR leans close to the hospital bed where DORIS Squire lies.)
DOCTOR: Now please. I want you tell me. What happened to your husband? Can you remember what happened to him?
(DORIS is incoherent from shock. She uncomfortably writhes in the bed, avoiding looking at the DOCTOR, and as she remembers the encounter she turns away from
him, nervously whimpering in recollected fear. The DOCTOR turns to the BRIGADIER who is standing behind him.)
DOCTOR: She was found in the barn, paralysed with fear. She may have seen something. Have you got a pen?
(The BRIGADIER mutely pulls his pen from his pocket and hands it to the DOCTOR.)
DOCTOR: And the chart please.
(The BRIGADIER doesn’t react, so the DOCTOR rudely points to the end of the bed.)
(The BRIGADIER retrieves the chart for the DOCTOR, who begins sketching out a rapid likeness across the paper. After a very brief time the DOCTOR shows his
work to the BRIGADIER, hands back his pen, and moves back to DORIS.)
DOCTOR: Now I want you to take a look at this. Have you ever seen anything like this before.
(It is a fair likeness of the head, taken from the bipedal form drawn by Spencer on the wall of the sick bay at the research centre. DORIS instantly reacts
to seeing it, and struggles to command her fear before eventually stammering out a reply.)
DOCTOR: Yes? What?
DORIS: K... killed him!
DORIS: K... killed him!
DOCTOR: What happened then? Where did he go?
DORIS: It... stayed...
DORIS: In the barn.
DOCTOR: In the barn?
DORIS: In the barn!
(The DOCTOR turns back to the BRIGADIER.)
DOCTOR: Still there!
BRIGADIER: Miss Shaw!
(Realising the danger LIZ is in, they race from the hospital ward.)
16. EXT. SQUIRE’S FARM, BARN. DAY
(LIZ is kneeling, intent on collecting forensic evidence from the scene of Squire’s death. She is facing towards the door, away from the main part of the
barn. Once again, we see a scaly green hand appear, in one of the doorways. We hear the creature’s laboured breathing, and see through its trinocular vision
the shape of LIZ on the other side of the barn, bent over and facing away. The creature moves sideways, and we catch a glimpse of spinal fins down the middle of
the creature’s back.
(LIZ continues to work with her bottles, swabs and other paraphernalia, completely unaware of the creature’s presence. The creature re-emerges closer to
LIZ, from behind the stack of hay bales a couple of yards behind LIZ. There is no mistaking that its target is to neutralise LIZ as it stalks towards her.
(Perhaps hearing the creature’s heavy breathing or the scuffing of its feet through the hay, at the last moment she looks around. Through the creature’s
eyes we see it rush at LIZ, swipe a scaly hand across her face... LIZ screams... she is hurled to the ground on the hay...)
Forward to Episode 3
Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
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RON GRAINER and