1: INT. DOCTOR'S GARAGE
(The garage doors buzz open and LIZ and the BRIGADIER run in. The TARDIS dematerialisation noise starts up.)
(They watch as Bessie, the console and the DOCTOR fade out of existence. LIZ rushes over to the set of junction boxes and pulls down the handles several
times but the entire unit is dead.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Miss Shaw...?
LIZ: Stahlman's cut off the power. Wherever the Doctor is...he's trapped.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: I think you'd better tell me what's been going on.
2: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(The countdown clock reads 49:18:33 and ticks away, second by second. LIZ and the BRIGADIER enter central control and go up to PROFESSOR STAHLMAN who is
stood near to the computer with SIR KEITH GOLD.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Professor Stahlman?
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: No, not now, Brigadier.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: I want you to reconnect the power to the Doctor's hut.
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: Don't be ridiculous, my dear man.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Professor Stahlman, the Doctor has disappeared.
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: (Delighted.) Excellent! At last he's done what he was told!
LIZ: No, no, you don't understand, he was engaged in an experiment and you switched off the power at a critical moment. Now, you've got to restore it.
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: Well, I denied the man a power source when he was under me feet, I'm certainly not going to reconnect it now he's gone.
SIR KEITH GOLD: Stahlman, do be reasonable.
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: I've been more than reasonable. Up till now, I've tolerated these crackpot experts and advisors and only offered a...a, a token
objection. But now that we've accelerated the drilling programme, I won't be obstructed any further.
SIR KEITH GOLD: (Angrily.) You had no right to accelerate the programme without proper consultation with the Ministry.
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: (Coldly.) I have every right, Sir Keith.
SIR KEITH GOLD: Very well, I'm sorry, but I shall have to refer the matter to the Minister.
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: Please do. I can tell you exactly what he'll say - that "this project is vital to our industrial future. The country needs the
new power source and Stahlman is the only one who can give it to us!"
LIZ: (Pleading.) Please! We must have a nuclear power system reconnected at once.
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: The matter is closed, Miss Shaw. Under no circumstances will any power, of any sort, be reconnected to the Doctor's hut.
(He storms off.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Well, we tried.
SIR KEITH GOLD: What exactly has happened to the Doctor?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: He's...vanished.
LIZ: And we're afraid he's in some kind of danger.
SIR KEITH GOLD: Yes, well, we're all likely to be in some kind of danger, Miss Shaw - unless we can persuade the Professor to slow down the drilling
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Will you really go to London, sir?
SIR KEITH GOLD: Well, I have no alternative. Something must be done about that man.
LIZ: Do you think they'll listen to you?
SIR KEITH GOLD: Well, I very much doubt it. Stahlman was right. They believe he's the only one who can succeed with this project. I'm just a figurehead.
LIZ: When will you go?
SIR KEITH GOLD: As soon as I clear up my work here.
LIZ: Well, shouldn't you go at once, Sir Keith?
SIR KEITH GOLD: My dear young lady, this project is at a crucial stage. If Stahlman can find the slightest excuse to accuse me of inefficiency, who will
listen to me then? Now, if you'll excuse me?
3: INT. DRILL-HEAD
(The entire palm of STAHLMAN'S shaking hand is still green. He desperately rubs at it and then gives up and pulls a pair of white gloves out of his pocket
and starts to put them on. A troubled PETRA walks up to him, clipboard in hand and looks at his now gloved hand in concern.)
PETRA WILLIAMS: Are you all right, Professor Stahlman?
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: Perfectly.
PETRA WILLIAMS: Hadn't you better get a Doctor to...
PROFESSOR STAHLMAN: I'm perfectly all right. I suggest we...continue with our work, Petra.
PETRA WILLIAMS: Very well, here are the latest acceleration reports.
4: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(Back in central control, a calm BRIGADIER is talking with LIZ.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: I tell you; there's nothing more we can do - I'm sorry.
LIZ: (Accusingly.) You don't seem very worried.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Professor Stahlman seems determined to blow us all to kingdom come, the Doctor has vanished into thin air and I have a
number of unsolved murders on my hands - I promise you, Miss Shaw, I'm worried.
5: DIMENSION BARRIER
(Across the dimensions...)
6: INT. DOCTOR'S GARAGE
(...the DOCTOR comes to on the floor of his garage. He opens his eyes and sits up next to the TARDIS console. Somewhat still groggy, he clambers to his feet
and looks at the silent and dead console. He turns to Bessie and stops when he realises that the car is facing the garage doors whereas he drove the vehicle the
other way round into the building. He then looks round and sees that the packed wooden shelves of the garage have been replaced with a series of metal shelves
on which are a number of neatly stored boxes. He puts on his driving gloves and walks over to where the junction box should be. However, that has gone and in
its place is a noticeboard which is dominated by a large poster of a moustached man wearing a suit and the slogan "UNITY IS STRENGTH".)
DOCTOR: (Quietly puzzled.) "Unity is strength"?
(He looks round.)
DOCTOR: Who's been messing about with my equipment?
(He stands in front of the doors and pulls out his sonic screwdriver. But when he switches it on, the doors fail to slide open. He shakes the device, looks
at it and tries again but once more the doors do not part. He gives up and puts a hand between the doors...)
7: EXT. DOCTOR'S GARAGE
(...and pushes one of them open. Still somewhat disorientated and rubbing his eyes, he looks at the area immediately outside his garage. All seems the same
but when he turns to the other door, he seems that it now has two signs on it - one reads "TECHNICAL STORES" and the other is a symbol of a large
black arrow pointing upwards and two smaller ones leading off sideways. Puzzled but unable to think of the answer, he pushes the second door open.)
8: INT. DOCTOR'S GARAGE
(Going back into the garage, he climbs into Bessie and starts the engine. He drives the vehicle out.)
9: EXT. DOCTOR'S GARAGE
(Leaving the engine running, he climbs out and goes back and shuts one of the doors. Before shutting the second door, he again pauses and puzzles over the
strange symbol. He looks back into the changed garage and then shuts the second door. He walks back towards Bessie but suddenly a shot rings out and the bullet
ricochets off the ground next to him. He dives for cover next to the vehicle and looks over to see a soldier running towards him from the distance.)
DOCTOR: (Shouts.) What the blazes do you think you're doing?!
(The soldier aims again and fires. The DOCTOR jumps into Bessie and quickly revs away, dodging from side to side as more bullets are aimed in his direction.
The soldier who is firing is LATIMER. He wears a different uniform to the normal UNIT soldiers. A plain green instead of khaki, he has a black forage cap with
the three arrowed symbol on it in place of the UNIT beret and wears jackboots. Another similarly dressed soldier clambers from underneath a waiting chemical
tanker train and runs up to his firing companion. It is BENTON.)
PRIVATE LATIMER: It's a saboteur. He was in the technical stores!
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: Well get after him!
(LATIMER runs off and BENTON pulls out a whistle and blows it to alter other soldiers.)
10: EXT. COMPLEX
(The DOCTOR drives as quickly as he can through the complex. In an area relatively free of buildings he sees soldiers in the road ahead of him. He drives
straight at them and they are forced to jump out of the way. An alarm wails over the entire complex. Other soldiers come running, all firing at the DOCTOR when
he is in sight. The DOCTOR drives into an area filled with oil drums. He drives straight into a few and then has to reverse when he sees that he is at a dead
end. As he is doing so, a soldier runs up a pile of shoring timber and fires. He goes to fire again, but he rifle is empty and he jumps off the timber and runs
towards the car as it finishes its turn and manages to jump on board before the DOCTOR can speed off again. The DOCTOR clubs him back into the rear seat and
drives off again. As they speed along, the soldier gets to his feet and grabs the DOCTOR round the neck but he is thrown off again. Once more the soldier jumps
forward and tries to grab the steering wheel but this time the DOCTOR pushes him back as he skids to one side and the soldier falls out of the vehicle.)
11: EXT. COMPLEX WASTEGROUND
(The danger is not over though as the DOCTOR carries on through the complex and a piece of derelict wasteland with soldier after soldier firing at him all
12: EXT. COMPLEX
(The DOCTOR then finds himself driving between a series of pre-fabricated huts and he screeches Bessie to a halt next to one of them. BENTON and another
soldier come running round the corner and see the empty car.)
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: ___.
(They towards the car and then past it. Nearby, a dustbin lid rises and the DOCTOR stands up from behind a number of bins with the lid on his head. He takes
off his "disguise" and runs away from the area, ducking out of sight behind a fixed stepladder when he sees two soldiers nearby. They don't spot him
and as they run off, he climbs the ladder and then another and finds himself on one of the high gantries. He ducks out of sight and looks below as he sees the
soldiers running round trying to locate their quarry.)
PRIVATE LATIMER: Try round the other side!
(The soldiers run off in different directions.)
PRIVATE LATIMER: ___!
(The DOCTOR climbs up further onto another ladder and its catwalk. He lies on it and looks below as the soldiers continue their frantic search.)
PRIVATE LATIMER: Come on, come on, come on!
(The DOCTOR watches entirely puzzled by these strange events. Suddenly he hears animal-like noises behind him and turns to see BROMLEY on the other side of
the catwalk. He is dressed in a white disaster suit type of outfit and the same transformation that affected WYATT has overcome him. BROMLEY clearly looks as if
he is about to pounce on the DOCTOR who sees that the only available weapon is a nearby fire extinguisher. He picks this up and fires the contents at BROMLEY as
the technician rushes him. The spray seems to have a debilitating effect upon him and the DOCTOR fires twice more. The man collapses stunned onto the gantry.
Down below, BENTON and the other soldiers spot the DOCTOR.)
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: There he is!
(They rush in his direction as the DOCTOR climbs a further ladder which brings him into the highest point - the top of a gasometer. He starts to run round
the perimeter of the roof but he stops when, on the other side, the transformed figure of PRIVATE WYATT rises into view. The DOCTOR starts to back off but
WYATT, snarling, pursues him, jumping over a rail to do so. The DOCTOR picks up a thin metal bar and throws it at WYATT in self-defence but the half-creature
ducks back and it misses. The DOCTOR picks up another bar and holds it as a club, stepping towards WYATT who starts to pace backwards slowly. Down on the
ground, BENTON and his soldiers run towards the base of the gasometer.)
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: When you see him - shoot!
(They take aim upwards and a figure appears on the edge of the structure. One of the soldiers fires as orders. The figure desperately tries to balance as the
bullets hit it but then falls to the ground far below with an animal-like cry - it is WYATT. BENTON and the soldiers run up to where he falls and look down at
the corpse. BENTON, unmoved, looks back up at the silent tower.)
13: EXT. ANOTHER PART OF THE COMPLEX
(A black-haired female in a brown uniform and black boots walks past the rows of pre-fabricated huts. Arm badges also denote that she is in the RSF. She
walks past one of the RSF soldiers who stands to attention. She turns a corner and walks past a row of piled oil drums. As she comes to the end of these, she
walks straight past where the DOCTOR is stood in hiding. He recognises the woman.)
(She turns. It is LIZ but her appearance is very changed. She stares at the DOCTOR in cold puzzlement.)
DOCTOR: Liz, it's me.
(LIZ continues to stare at him without uttering a word.)
DOCTOR: Don't you recognise me? What's happened to everyone round here? Have you all gone mad? What are you doing in that ridiculous get-up?
(LIZ reaches into a belt holster and pulls out a small automatic. She points it straight at the DOCTOR.)
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: Put your hands up.
(The DOCTOR steps forward.)
DOCTOR: All right, Liz, a joke's a joke...
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: Get back!
(He halts and watches as she puts a police whistle to her lips and blows. BENTON comes running round the corner, calling the soldier on attention there to
join him as he does so.)
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: You!
(They run up to where LIZ has the DOCTOR at gun-point.)
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: Take him away.
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: Yes, leader.
(They roughly grab him.)
DOCTOR: Liz, this is ridiculous!
(They start pushing the DOCTOR along, LIZ following them.)
14: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(The prisoner and his strange escort enter central control. They walk straight up to LETHBRIDGE STEWART'S door and knock.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (OOV: Inside office.) Come.
15: INT. BRIGADE LEADER'S OFFICE
(They enter the room.)
DOCTOR: (Indignantly.) Brigadier, will you kindly tell me what on...
(LETHBRIDGE STEWART is sat with his back to the entrants. He spins round. He has no moustache and wears an eye-patch over his left eye. Under this runs a
livid scar from his forehead and down his cheek. He too wears a different uniform and this one also has "RSF" shoulder badges. He stares coldly at the
DOCTOR who stops in amazement. LETHBRIDGE STEWART glances at LIZ.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Is this the man?
(His voice is harsh and emotionless. The DOCTOR is amazed.)
DOCTOR: What on earth are you doing in that get-up?
(BENTON jumps forward and rams his rifle into the DOCTOR'S back.)
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: Be quiet!
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: You'll find it unwise to be insolent. How did you get inside this establishment?
DOCTOR: I beg your pardon?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: How did you get in here?!
(The DOCTOR struggles to find the right words to say, then...)
DOCTOR: Look, your name is Lethbridge Stewart?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Yes.
DOCTOR: Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Brigade Leader.
DOCTOR: All right, Brigade Leader - have it your own way.
(He turns to LIZ.)
DOCTOR: And you are Elizabeth Shaw?
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: (Shocked.) How did you know my name?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: You've been spying on this establishment.
DOCTOR: What are you talking about?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Shouts.) Your name!
DOCTOR: My name? You ask me my name after all the years that you and I...?
(He suddenly stops as realisation sinks in.)
DOCTOR: Well now, wait a minute. Yes, I think I'm beginning to see what's happened here. Erm, might I suggest you just call me Doctor?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Quietly.) Doctor. Doctor what?
DOCTOR: Smith. Doctor John Smith.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Cynically.) Smith, yes, of course. And where do you come from, "Doctor Smith"?
DOCTOR: Yes, well, this is where we come to the difficult bit.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Harshly.) Well?!
DOCTOR: Er, I come from a parallel space-time continuum.
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: Obviously, he is trying to confuse us, Leader.
DOCTOR: Yes, well, let me put it this way; erm, I've been transported from another world. Er, one that is running...
(He waves his hands next to each other.)
DOCTOR: ...almost parallel to this one.
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: He's unbalanced.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: No, I see what he's trying to do. He's trying to make us believe that he's mad.
(He leans forward across the desk.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: But it won't work, my friend.
DOCTOR: Now, now look, wait.
(He turns to LIZ.)
DOCTOR: Y...you are Elizabeth Shaw?
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: I am Section Leader Elizabeth Shaw - yes.
DOCTOR: Not a scientist?
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: No.
DOCTOR: (Disappointed.) Oh. Well, this is fascinating. So many similarities, yet so many differences.
(The BRIGADE LEADER stands up. Behind his desk, in place of the regimental pictures hang a single picture of the leader - the same man as appeared on the
poster in the DOCTOR'S garage.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Shouts.) Enough!
(He places his swagger stick on the DOCTOR'S shoulder and speaks in a quiet menacing undertone.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Now, I want the truth.
(The DOCTOR pushes the stick away. He too is growing impatient.)
DOCTOR: Tell me, how far down is the shaft that you are drilling?
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: Leader, he is a spy!
DOCTOR: And Professor Stahlman? Is his liver still playing him up? And Sir Keith? How is Sir Keith? Yes, now there's a man who might understand.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: What do you know about Sir Keith?
DOCTOR: Only that he's the Executive Director of this project. Yes, I should very much like to see him.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Would you indeed?
DOCTOR: Indeed, I would! Failing that, Professor Stahlman. He's an opinionated oaf, I know, but at least he's a scientist.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Very well.
(He heads for the door which is opened for him by the RSF soldier.)
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: Are you taking this man to see the Director?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Why not? Whoever he is, he'll never leave here alive.
(He nods at BENTON and walks out. BENTON and the other soldier push him out of the door.)
16: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(The DOCTOR looks towards the computer.)
DOCTOR: Wait a minute.
(He quickly strides towards the countdown clock and looks down at it.)
DOCTOR: Three hours, twenty-two minutes? You're a lot more advanced with the drilling here.
(A furious BENTON walks over and grabs him.)
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: Come on!
(Across central control, the technicians are dressed in white suited uniforms. Armed RSF soldiers stand on guard. Two figures enter central control. STAHLMAN
has no beard and wears a pair of dark glasses. He is dressed in a white collarless suit. His sonly similarity to his counterpart is that he wears a pair of
white gloves. PETRA is also dressed in white, with a featureless dress and boots in contrast to the blue flower patterned dress worn by her counterpart. She
wears her hair in a severe bun. They walk over to where the DOCTOR has been placed next to the BRIGADE LEADER who stands stiffly to attention.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: The intruder has been apprehended, Director.
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: So I see.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: I thought you might like to question him.
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: I don't think so, no. You know what to do with spies.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: He asked to speak to Sir Keith Gold.
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: Did he? And did you tell him thayte...that might be rather difficult?
DOCTOR: Difficult - why?
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: Sir Keith Gold was killed in a motor accident twenty-four hours ago. Rather unfortunate.
DOCTOR: Sir Keith - dead?
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: He was on his way to the Ministry in London.
DOCTOR: Yes, to complain about you, no doubt.
(STAHLMAN takes off his glasses and stares at the DOCTOR.)
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: Who is this man?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: We have not yet established his correct identity, Director. He gave an obviously false name.
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: Have you no idea where he came from?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: He spoke of having come from some other dimension.
(STAHLMAN gives a short laugh.)
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: I've no time to waste on maniacs, Brigade Leader.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Quite so - my apologies.
DOCTOR: Er, excuse me, but, er, what about this computer?
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: The computer?
DOCTOR: Yes, it doesn't seem to be working.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: It's been sabotaged.
DOCTOR: Yeah, missing micro-circuit, do you think, Professor?
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: Obviously this man is responsible for the damage. Take him away.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Benton!
(BENTON pushes the DOCTOR back towards the BRIGADE LEADER'S office as STAHLMAN strides off.)
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: Carry on, Doctor Williams.
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Yes, Director.
(PETRA starts to pull glass circuits out of the computer board as another figure steps up. It is GREG SUTTON, but in place of his open-necked shirt and
jacket, he is now dressed in a somber suit and tie.)
GREG SUTTON: Will you tell the Director that we have no pressure in the coolant pipes, please.
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: (Emotionless.) He's aware of that fact. He's had the pressure temporarily by-passed to the shaft itself.
GREG SUTTON: Well, if an emergency develops, there'll be no safeguard at the drill-head.
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: There will be no emergency.
GREG SUTTON: Well, it's still my job to bring the situation to his notice. In my experience, when an oil shaft blows, there is no safeguard...
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: (Interrupts.) This is not an oil shaft, Mr. Sutton.
GREG SUTTON: Now you listen to me, Petra!
(PETRA spins round angrily.)
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Must I remind you once again that I am Assistant Director of this project? You will address me in the correct manner.
(GREG looks down at the ground.)
GREG SUTTON: I'm, er, sorry, Doctor Williams.
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Unless you grant me the respect due to my position, I shall have no choice but to report you.
(She walks off. GREG bites his lip.)
17: INT. DRILL-HEAD
(STAHLMAN walks across the drill-head area and up to PETRA as she enters.)
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: All safety factors have been exceeded, Director.
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: (Intensely.) We are very near Penetration Zero. I will not decelerate at this crucial stage.
(A flicker of nervousness crosses PETRA'S face.)
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: As you wish, Director.
(She walks off and STAHLMAN walks into the passage leading into central control.)
18: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(Here, he loses his composure and leans against a wall, a look of pain on his face. He stares down at his left hand and removes the glove. Like his
counterpart, the hand is green, but this time it is sprouting thick black hairs. STAHLMAN gasps as he struggles against the noise in his head.)
19: INT. BRIGADE LEADER'S OFFICE
(The DOCTOR stands before the BRIGADE LEADER'S desk as he writes on a sheet of paper. BENTON stands on guard. The DOCTOR is being given the silent treatment
as LETHBRIDGE STEWART continues to write without looking up. Bored, eventually the DOCTOR speaks up.)
DOCTOR: Look, er, may I ask what is going to happen to me?
(LETHBRIDGE STEWART continues writing.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: You'll be shot...eventually.
DOCTOR: Without a trial?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: This is your trial.
DOCTOR: Well look, you can't possibly have the authority to do a thing like this...
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: I have full authority - Defence of the Republic Act, 1943.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Yes.
DOCTOR: Then what's happened to the Royal...
(The BRIGADE LEADER finally looks up.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Executed - all of them.
DOCTOR: Pity. A charming family. I knew her great-grandfather in Paris.
(The DOCTOR crosses to a chair...)
DOCTOR: Do you know, I remember on one occasion...
(...and sits. An outraged BENTON jumps forward and hauls him up.)
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: On your feet!
DOCTOR: Look, I've been standing here for quite some time.
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: You'll be standing for a lot longer yet!
DOCTOR: Why is this place crawling with you oafs in uniform?!
(An angry BRIGADE LEADER stops writing.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: You are talking of the Republican Security Forces. And the reason we are here, is that this is a scientific labour
DOCTOR: Staffed by slave labour, I take it? Well, you're all in very grave danger.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Amused.) We are in danger?
DOCTOR: Before that computer broke down, it was transmitting danger signals, was it not?
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Smiles.) You're very well informed.
DOCTOR: And what about Harry Slocum?
(The smile disappears.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: What do you know about him?
DOCTOR: Only that he went berserk and started killing people.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: You condemn yourself. No one but a spy could know so much.
DOCTOR: Look, I am not a spy. I've seen it all before!
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Shouts.) Where?!
(The DOCTOR pauses, then...)
DOCTOR: In another world.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Very well. I can wait.
DOCTOR: You're just wasting time!
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: We work to an orderly system. Your identity is being checked with Central Records. When we know who you are - the real
interrogation will begin.
(He looks towards the waiting BENTON.)
DOCTOR: But I don't exist in your world!
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Then you won't feel the bullets when we shoot you.
(A phone buzzes on his desk. He answers it.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Into phone.) Yes? (He listens.) Right, I'll be there.
(He puts the phone down and stands up.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (To BENTON.) The prisoner will remain here.
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: Yes, leader.
(LETHBRIDGE STEWART walks out of a second bulkhead door on the other side of the room.)
20: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(He waits outside his door which is next to the unit which sent power to the DOCTOR'S garage in the other world. After a moment, ELIZABETH SHAW walks up to
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: I've just been on the telephone to Central Records about our prisoner. I gave them a full description.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Well? Who is he?
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: They've checked and re-checked. There is absolutely no one answering to his description on their files. The man does not
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: That's impossible!
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: They'll going on checking. But they're certain that this man is not a known agent of any foreign government.
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Central Records have never been wrong before.
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: He seems to know so much about this whole project, leader - as though he'd been here for weeks. It just doesn't make
21: INT. BRIGADE LEADER'S OFFICE
(A bored DOCTOR looks at an impassive BENTON. The door opens and the BRIGADE LEADER walks angrily back in, followed by LIZ.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: You are giving us a great deal of trouble.
DOCTOR: I'm delighted to hear that!
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: You'd make things much easier for yourself if you'll us who you are.
DOCTOR: Proper little bureaucrat, aren't you? Can't shoot me unless you've filled in all the forms - is that it?
SECTION LEADER ELIZABETH SHAW: (Harshly.) Unless you co-operate, you'll soon be in front of a firing squad! You have very little time left.
DOCTOR: My dear young lady, if that computer was functioning, it would warn us that we all have very little time left!
22: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(Outside, PETRA is on the phone as GREG approaches from behind, listening to her conversation.)
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: (Into phone.) Number two output pipe again. Is the leak bad? (She listens.) I see.
(She puts the phone down.)
GREG SUTTON: Trouble.
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: A minor detail.
GREG SUTTON: At the drill-head?
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Yes.
GREG SUTTON: There's no such thing as a minor detail at the drill-head.
(STAHLMAN walks past.)
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Director?
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: They report a minor leak in number two output pipe.
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: So?
GREG SUTTON: So something should have been done about it - immediately. We are approaching final countdown.
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: Have one of the duty riggers see to it.
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Yes, Director.
(She walks off.)
GREG SUTTON: Well, I think you should for yourself, sir. It could be important.
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: (Shouts.) Don't presume to tell me what I should or shouldn't do, Sutton!
(STAHLMAN storms away. GREG mutters illegal thoughts under his breath.)
GREG SUTTON: No, Director. Sorry, Director. Three bags full, Director!
(Suddenly a roaring sound is heard from the drill-head and a klaxon alarm starts to echo through the area. GREG runs towards the drill-head.)
23: INT. BRIGADE LEADER'S OFFICE
(The alarm is heard in the BRIGADE LEADER'S office. He glances at the DOCTOR and speaks to BENTON as he and LIZ rush out.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Watch him!
(The DOCTOR and BENTON stare at each other. The DOCTOR looks round and whistles to BENTON to approach him, as if he is about to spill a secret. BENTON walks
closer. The DOCTOR makes a show of checking to make sure that they are not observed, then...)
DOCTOR: Tell me...have you ever seen anything like this before?
(He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his closed hand. He points forward two fingers and jabs them into the nerves of BENTON'S chest. The soldier cries
out in pain and collapses. The DOCTOR runs out of the second door.)
24: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(A couple of technicians run past him but don't stop. He runs and hides round a corner and watches. After a second, BENTON runs past.)
25: INT. DRILL-HEAD
(Smoke pours out of the roaring drill-head. At the base of number two output pipe, the green substance starts to emerge.)
26: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(Back in central control, the BRIGADE LEADER speaks into a microphone, with his back to the DOCTOR'S hiding place. LETHBRIDGE STEWARTS voice echoes through
the area and mixes with the klaxon alarm.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: All security units - alert. All units alert and take up emergency stations immediately.
(The DOCTOR judges the moment to be right and runs out of his hiding place.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: No technician will be allowed to leave his post. I say again: all security units alert. All units alert and take up
emergency stations immediately.
(The DOCTOR crawls behind the computer and spots a toolbox on the floor.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: No technician will be allowed to leave his post.
(He pulls the box towards him. Meanwhile, GREG shouts at some technicians who are donning disaster suits.)
GREG SUTTON: Come on! Hurry up! Hurry up! Get those suits on!
(PETRA walks past.)
GREG SUTTON: Dr. Williams?! The coolant pipes - get me some extra power laid on for the reserve supply.
(PETRA runs off to carry out the request. GREG turns back to the technicians.)
GREG SUTTON: Come on!
(Meanwhile, PETRA runs up to the control desk at the back of the room and shouts to the technicians there over the sound of the alarm.)
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Prepare to alter your pressure readings!
(She runs up to one control bank.)
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Begin readings at twelve!
(She looks over the controls and starts to manipulate them.)
DR. PETRA WILLIAMS: Hold your pressure at...fifty...forty.
27: INT. DRILL-HEAD
(The green substance is now pouring over the edge of the drill-head central structure.)
28: INT. CENTRAL CONTROL
(As the situation gets worse, several technicians make a run for the door but the BRIGADE LEADER and an RSF guard run forward with guns aimed.)
BRIGADE LEADER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Get back! Get back to your posts! If this place goes up, we'll all go up with it! Get back or we fire!
(STAHLMAN himself runs up to where PETRA is working.)
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: The emergency will be contained! Remain at your posts!
(He looks round and sees the DOCTOR rummaging in the toolbox at the base of the computer.)
DIRECTOR STAHLMAN: Benton!
(He points at the DOCTOR who crouches along to the computer inspection panel. He carries on desperately sorting through the toolbox.)
DOCTOR: Come on, where are you?
(Suddenly he feels the end of a rifle prodding the back of his head. He looks up to see BENTON stood over him.)
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: What do you think you're doing?
DOCTOR: Trying to find a particular micro-circuit. I may be able to repair your computer for you.
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: Outside! We've got a firing squad waiting for you.
DOCTOR: You idiot! If I don't repair this computer, you all be...
PLATOON UNDER LEADER BENTON: (Interrupts.) Look! Are you coming with me quietly - or do I shoot you, here and now?
(BENTON levels the rifle at him.)
Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
Sir Keith Gold
Platoon Under Leader Benton
Title Music by
RON GRAINER AND
Visual Effects by
© BBC 1971