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THE MIND
OF EVIL

BY
DON
HOUGHTON

EPISODE FOUR


1: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE

(Flames appear before the DOCTOR again as he lets out a small cry of terror. Then he hears the all too familiar cry of his most feared enemy - the Daleks...)

DALEK: Exterminate! Annihilate! Destroy! Exterminate! Annihilate! Destroy!

(...and a succession of monsters float past his eyes - a Silurian, a Zarbi, Slaar - the Ice Lord, a War Machine and a Cyberman. The DOCTORíS cries grow louder and his eyes bulge in terror. The metal assault is too great and his heads suddenly drops forward.)


2: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY

(The ďexperimentĒ in the process theatre has had an incredible effect on the prisoners. They moan and writhe on the floor in mental pain - even MAILER. The MASTER comes out of the side room. He to holds his fingers to his temples as he feels the effects of the machine. He struggles across the room to the doors of the process theatre where the door has been barred.)

PRISONER: (Moaning.) Stooppp!

(The MASTER takes the bar off.)


3: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE

(Inside the darkened room, the machine is still pulsing away. The MASTER enters and stumbles across the room, almost holding on to the walls themselves. He reaches the control bank and starts deactivate the device. After several attempts, the pulsing noise from the Keller machine dies down and the lights in the room brighten. As the mental waves decrease, the MASTER rushes across to the DOCTOR. With a look of intent concern on his face, he takes the amplification device from behind the DOCTORíS ear and briefly looks him over. Then, looking round the room, he spots a stethoscope which he puts on and listens to the DOCTORíS hearts - only the right one is beating. The MASTER is about to begin resuscitation when MAILER virtually crawls into the room.)

MAILER: Is he dead?
MASTER: No, not quite. Wait outside.

(MAILER goes. The MASTER begins to beat on the DOCTORíS chest.)


4: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL

(JO and DR. SUMMERS are still in their cell. JO is deep in thought, then...)

JO: I know! We can...

(They hear a noise outside the door. They step towards it but then SUMMERS pulls her away.)

DR. SUMMERS: Get back!

(The door opens and VOSPER enters - gun in hand. Another prisoner - CHARLIE - is with him.)

VOSPER: (To SUMMERS.) All right you. Youíre being transferred.
DR. SUMMERS: What about Miss Grant?
VOSPER: Luxury suite - all to herself.
DR. SUMMERS: (His voice rising.) Look, if Miss Grant stays, so do I...
VOSPER: (To CHARLIE.) ___, take him.
DR. SUMMERS: (Shouts.) ...Iím not leaving here without her!
VOSPER: Take him out.

(CHARLIE pulls SUMMERS outside. He shouts all the way.)

DR. SUMMERS: Why donít you take us both back to the medical wing? At least we could do some good there!
JO: (To VOSPER.) Whatís so special about me?
VOSPER: Weíre saving you for the machine, ainít we?

(He leaves.)


5: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE

(The MASTER slaps the DOCTORíS face.)

MASTER: Wake up! Wake up!

(The DOCTOR is covered with sweat and is weak as he starts to come round.)

MASTER: Welcome back.

(The look of concern on his face disappears.)

MASTER: Would it surprise you to know that one of your hearts stopped completely? You were within an inch of dying.
DOCTOR: (Almost in a whisper.) You wanted...you wanted to know...how long I could hold out against that machine.

(The MASTER nods.)

DOCTOR: Well the answer is I canít. Nobody can.
MASTER: Of course you can! If I can control it from that console then so can you - and you must while Iím not here.
DOCTOR: (Weakly.) No...no...
MASTER: Oh, come on, Doctor. We are both Time Lords.
DOCTOR: Be that as it may...I know...I know the secret of that machine. Inside it...is a creature that...that feeds on the evil of the mind...and very soon itíll feed on yours.
MASTER: Nonsense! Mailer!

(MAILER enters, pistol in hand.)

MASTER: Release him...and then put him in the cell with Miss Grant.

(As MAILER starts to un-cuff the DOCTOR, the MASTER leans over him threateningly.)

MASTER: Now listen, Doctor, if you donít do what I ask of you, Miss Grant will be next in line for the process. You just remember that. (To MAILER.) Right, take him out.

(MAILER has to help the DOCTOR up and out of the chair.)

MAILER: Come on Doc. On your feet! Up!


6: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY

(The DOCTOR can barely stand as, with his arm round MAILERíS shoulders, he is carried towards the main staircase, the MASTER following.)

MAILER: Come on, up you come!

(The DOCTOR is almost dragged up the stairs.)


7: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL

(JO hears MAILERíS voice.)

MAILER: (OOV: Outside the cell.) Come on Doc, your feet are dragging! Now come on - help me!

(She rushes to the door.)

JO: Doctor! Doctor, is that you?!


8: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. STAIRCASE OUTSIDE CELL

MAILER: Down!

(MAILER virtually carries the DOCTOR down the stairs where VOSPER stands guard.)

MAILER: Move! Move! Move!

(They reach the bottom of the stairs. The DOCTOR seems to revive and grabs MAILER, throwing him to the floor. He goes for VOSPER but his energy seems to fail him. VOSPER grabs him.)

VOSPER: No you donít! Back!

(MAILER gets off the floor behind the DOCTOR and raises his pistol to club him. The MASTER appears at the top of the staircase.)

MASTER: Mailer! I want the Doctor in one piece. Now put him in the cell as I told you.
MAILER: (To VOSPER.) Come on, open this door!
VOSPER: Yeah.

(VOSPER does so.)

MAILER: Now...
JO: (OOV: Within the cell.) Doctor!

(As MAILER pushes the DOCTOR into the cell, he ignores the MASTERíS previous instruction and clubs him on the back of the neck.)

MASTER: (To MAILER.) I told you...!


9: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL

(The DOCTOR falls to the ground. JO looks briefly over him then rushes to pour some water from a jug. Behind her, the MASTER enters the cell.)

MASTER: Good evening, Miss Grant. What a great pleasure it is to see you again.

(JO turns.)

JO: The Master! What are you doing here?
MASTER: Oh, the Doctor will tell you about it when heís recovered.
JO: What have you been doing to him?!
MASTER: Nothing - just a little persuasion.
JO: No!
MASTER: Do try and make him see sense, my dear - for your sake. Goodnight.

(He leaves the cell and closes the door. JO runs back to the DOCTOR and starts to assist him.)

MAILER: (OOV: Outside the cell.) If youíve got any sense, just hand him over to me and the boys for an hour, weíll soften him up.
MASTER: (OOV: Outside the cell.) Mailer, all that you will do will kill him - I donít want that.


10: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. STAIRCASE OUTSIDE CELL

MASTER: (To VOSPER.) I want an armed man outside this cell the whole time.
VOSPER: Right, Iíll do it myself.
MASTER: Mailer, I want the whole ĎBí wing cleared except for these two in here.
MAILER: What the hell for?
MASTER: Donít argue, Mailer - do it. Then meet me in the Governorís office when itís finished.
MAILER: Yes...sir.

(The MASTER leaves them.)


11: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL

(JO listens to the DOCTORíS chest and feels his forehead.)

MASTER: (OOV: Outside the cell.) You hang on here, Len, yeah?
VOSPER: (OOV: Outside the cell.) Yeah.
MAILER: (OOV: Outside the cell.) Iíll see you.

(MAILER can be heard climbing the staircase. JO goes to the cell door and shouts.)

JO: Hey! Hey you out there! Listen to me! We need help urgently.

(VOSPER opens the hatch on the door...)

VOSPER: Go to sleep darling.

(...and closes it again.)

JO: Look, open this door! Please, open this door!

(The cell door opens and VOSPER comes in.)

VOSPER: A proper little Miss Nightingale, inít you?
JO: Look at him - he needs a Doctor.
VOSPER: Pity...

(The DOCTOR stirs slightly. JO runs back to him.)

JO: Help me! Well at least help me get him up onto the bed.


12: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE

(The dial on the front of the Keller machine twitches in the ďfullĒ red section. The MASTER enters the room and looks warily at the machine. He straightens his shoulders and walks towards the machine. It starts to come to life, building up power...)

MASTER: You canít harm me. Iím stronger than you are.

(The MASTER continues to stare at the machine but he flinches as he feels an extra strong pulse of energy. He puts his fingers to his temples at attempts to fight back. The pulsing from the machine grows stronger.)

MASTER: I brought you here...I gave you the minds you need to feed on!

(The MASTER rocks on his feet.)

MASTER: You are my servant!

(The MASTER staggers to the other side of the machine.)

MASTER: You are my servant! I...!

(It continues its relentless assault. He runs to the control bank and, his face creased in pain, tries to switch off the machine. He fails as the pulses from the machine reach a new pitch of intensity. He stares at it - a look of fear on his face. Suddenly, the MASTERíS greatest fear appears in front of him - a huge towering image of the DOCTOR laughing with contempt and derision.)

MASTER: No! No!

(The DOCTORíS laughter grows fiercer and louder. The MASTER staggers to a chair and literally tries to hide his face from the image. The apparition of the DOCTOR reaches out and seems to grasp the MASTER in one of his huge hands.)

MASTER: You canít destroy me! I am too strong for you! I am too strong for you!

(He runs for the door...)


13: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY

(...pulling the door to behind him and putting the bar back in place. The moans of the prisoners can be heard again. The MASTER gasps for breath.)

MASTER: No more minds for you to feed on. Letís see how long starvation takes to...bring you to heel.


14: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL

(DR. SUMMERS has been brought to the cell. The unconscious DOCTOR has been placed on the cell bed and - at VOSPERíS gunpoint - is being examined by SUMMERS. He moves a stethoscope over the DOCTORíS chest.)

DR. SUMMERS: Itís extraordinary. Quite extraordinary. His physical make-up, it...itís just not human.
JO: But whatís the matter with him?
DR. SUMMERS: Heís been beaten up, of course - physically and mentally.

(He shines a light in the DOCTORíS eyes.)

DR. SUMMERS: His whole...systemís suffered a tremendous shock. Heís in...some kind of a coma, but I...
JO: Canít you do anything for him?
DR. SUMMERS: I very much doubt it. You could try giving him...

(He crosses to his medical bag and picks out a bottle of tablets which he hands to JO.)

DR. SUMMERS: ...one of these, if he recovers consciousness.

(He checks that VOSPER isnít listening.)

DR. SUMMERS: Listen Jo, who organised this break?
VOSPER: (Overhearing.) Right Doc, times up. Whatís the verdict? He done for?
DR. SUMMERS: Not quite. Though itís no thanks to you.

(VOSPER laughs and turns to the door.)

VOSPER: Come on, Doc. Donít forget to send in your bill! Charlie?

(He knocks on the door and the prisoner outside opens it.)

DR. SUMMERS: (To JO.) Take care, hmm?
JO: And you.

(He leaves and VOSPER locks JO back in. The DOCTOR murmurs. JO runs back to him and tries to place a tablet in his mouth.)

JO: Doctor?
DOCTOR: Mmm?
JO: Doctor, take one of these.
DOCTOR: Mmm...
JO: Come on...
DOCTOR: Ahh.
JO: Come on, just try...
DOCTOR: Ahh...

(The DOCTOR moves his head from side to side as JO tries to give him the tablet. He comes round briefly.)

DOCTOR: Thatís wrong...wrong metabolism. Itíd probably...probably kill me, Jo. Iím all right. Iím all right, Jo. Just...just let me rest...let me rest.

(His eyes close and he falls back unconscious.)

JO: Doctor! Please!

(She starts to cry but the DOCTOR remains unconscious.)


15: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNORíS OFFICE

(The MASTER sits back in the Governorís chair, sweating and mopping his brow. MAILER enters.)

MAILER: All right, fixed that...

(MAILER stops as he sees the MASTERíS condition.)

MAILER: Here, you all right?

(The MASTER quickly recovers his demeanour.)

MASTER: Yes, yes, of course, of course.
MAILER: You donít look any too good to me.
MASTER: Mailer, I want a guard on that process room the whole time. No oneís to go near that machine - no one.
MAILER: I donít think any of my lot are likely to.
MASTER: Yes, I know but morbid curiosity can be very strong. See to it, will you?

(MAILER starts to leave.)

MASTER: Mailer! (Warmly.) Mailer, youíve done very well. I...Iím pleased with you.
MAILER: Good. Then, er, perhaps youíd like to do something for me?
MASTER: Why, certainly - anything.

(MAILER sits in the visitors chair.)

MAILER: Perhaps youíd like to tell me why the hell we donít get out of here before it gets light.
MASTER: My dear Mailer, you are just not thinking. A great gang of armed convicts roaming round the countryside?

(The MASTER reaches down under a table, picks up a small slide projector and places it on the desk.)

MAILER: If we can get our civvies back, thereís cars outside.
MASTER: Yes, maybe.

(He pulls down on a cord on the wall behind the desk and drags down a projector screen.)

MASTER: But have you thought that as well as the police, youíd have the...army against you?

(He turns the lights in the room down, then crosses to the window and draws the curtains.)

MASTER: Dogs, troops, helicopters. Ha! By morning, youíd all be captured or killed.
MAILER: Yeah, all right. So, er, youíve got a better idea?
MASTER: I think so, yes. How would you like a free pardon, unlimited money and a ticket to anywhere in the world?
MAILER: How would I like it? Do me a favour!
MASTER: Right, pay attention and Iíll show you how to get it.

(He switches on the slide projector. The image shown is that of a familiar shape.)

MASTER: Now, that is Thunderbolt. Itís a gas missile, nuclear powered and British, of course!
MAILER: Of course...
MASTER: Now, the most important thing is that itís illegal, because gas warfareís been outlawed for many years. Therefore the British government are going to dump that in the sea. Now, tomorrow morning, that missile, with a very small escort, will pass within a few miles of this prison.
MAILER: (Sarcastically.) I see, and, er, youíd like me to hijack it?
MASTER: Right first time!
MAILER: Eh?
MASTER: Iím going to aim that at the peace conference in London.
MAILER: Youíve gotta be joking!
MASTER: I am not joking. You look at this map.

(He changes to slide and projects a map of the local area. He points with a pencil to the prison.)

MASTER: Now, hereís the prison...and this...

(He points to spot on a road south of the prison.)

MASTER: ...is where you will ambush the convoy.


16: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL

(The next morning, the DOCTOR is still unconscious and JO has fallen asleep in a chair. A noise at the door awakens her and she goes over to the bed as VOSPER comes into the room, still with his pistol.)

JO: Doctor? Doctor?
VOSPER: Morning.

(He looks down at the DOCTOR.)

VOSPER: Oh, heís still with us then?
JO: Sorry, youíre disappointed.
VOSPER: You watch your tongue.
JO: How about some breakfast?
VOSPER: What do you think this is - a holiday camp?
JO: You werenít told to starve us to death. (Shouts.) What good do you think heís going to be to the Master is he doesnít have any food inside him!
VOSPER: All right! All right!

(He goes to the door and bangs his gun on it.)

VOSPER: Charlie!
CHARLIE: (OOV: Outside cell.) Yeah?

(CHARLIE comes in.)

VOSPER: Nip down the kitchens - get some grub for these two.
CHARLIE: Right.

(He leaves the cell.)

VOSPER: (To JO.) Though by the look of him...I donít think heís gonna need it.

(He smiles and walks out, pulling the door to. JO sits back forlornly in the chair. The DOCTORíS eyes suddenly open and he sits up with remarkable speed.)

DOCTOR: Well done, my dear! Now perhaps we can do something about getting out of here.

(JO smiles in delight.)


17: EXT. STANGMOOR PRISON. COURTYARD

(The MASTER addresses a small group of armed convicts who are gathered next to a Black Mariah van.)

MASTER: Remember - if youíre successful, this will be your passport to freedom - anywhere!

(The prisoners exchange excited comments between themselves.)

MASTER: All right, good luck to you.

(The MASTER walks off.)

MAILER: Everybody got the picture? All right then, letís go. Now come on, move!

(They start to enter the van.)


18: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL

(The DOCTOR lies back on the bed. He and JO exchange last minute whispered instructions as their is a noise heard outside the cell. The DOCTOR closes his eyes and feigns unconsciousness. VOSPER enters, gun as ever in his hand. He is eating part of the prepared breakfast that CHARLIE carries.)

VOSPER: Hereís your grub then. Iíll watch the door, Charlie.
JO: I thought that was meant to be for us?

(VOSPER leaves the room. CHARLIE makes a comment to JO as he takes the tray of food over to the table but JO holds her hands out for it.)

JO: Thanks.

(JO throws he hands upwards, knocking the tray into CHARLIEíS face. He covers his face with his hands and JO chops the back of his neck. He falls to the floor as the DOCTOR jumps up off the bed. JO hands him the empty tray and he stands behind the door. JO stands immediately in front of the door.)

VOSPER: (OOV: Outside cell.) Charlie! Whatís the matter?

(VOSPER comes into the room and shouts at JO.)

VOSPER: What the devilís going on here?

(The DOCTOR crashes the tray down on to VOSPERíS head. He cries out and falls to the floor, helped by a kick from JO. She then picks up his dropped gun and the two escapees rush out of the cell.)


19: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. STAIRCASE OUTSIDE CELL

(The DOCTOR locks the cell after him.)

JO: Really, Doctor, for someone who was on deathís door!
DOCTOR: Yes, I do have remarkable powers of recovery, donít I? Come on!

(They rush up the stairs.)


20: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNORíS OFFICE

(They manage to reach the safety of the Governorís office. It is still in darkness but empty. The DOCTOR cautiously looks round while JO goes and pulls back a curtain, looking out of the window.)

JO: They seem to be setting up some kind of search party.

(The DOCTOR joins her.)

DOCTOR: Yes, theyíll be expecting us to try and make a break for it.
JO: Well, arenít we?
DOCTOR: No - not while theyíre all chasing around. Let them cool off for a bit. Weíll try again later.

(He goes over to the desk and sits in the visitorís chair. JO stops and thinks.)

JO: Telephone! There must be a telephone here somewhere.
DOCTOR: There is...

(He points to a closed wooden box on the Governorís desk. JO runs across to it.)

DOCTOR: ...but itís locked. In any case, itíll be manned by convicts.

(JO sees the slide projector and switches it on. The slide of the missile is displayed.)

JO: Whatís that?
DOCTOR: That, my dear Jo, is the Thunderbolt. Captain Yates is escorting it...I hope.
JO: Whatís it got to do with the Master?
DOCTOR: Everything. Heís hoping to steal it!


21: EXT. COUNTRY ROAD

(The Black Mariah has been parked in a side track off a country road. MAILER, armed, runs to the road and looks round. He sees something and shouts to his comrades.)

MAILER: Get down!

(All the armed convicts are posted at the side of the road behind bushes and fence posts, lying in wait. MAILER runs up to a group of them.)

MAILER: Right now, donít forget - wait Ďtil they get level before you let them have it.
PRISONER: Here they come!

(Down the road, the convoy appears through the trees. It comprises of four motorcycle outriders, a UNIT jeep and then the Thunderbolt itself on the back of a low-loader. MAILER runs off into hiding. The convoy nears. There is a series of explosions and the motorcycles are thrown to the side of the road. At the same time, the convicts start firing on the other two vehicles. The jeep, driven by SERGEANT BENTON drives into a ditch and the SERGEANT falls out, wounded. As the low-loader continues onwards, the Black Mariah pulls out in front of it. MAILER reaches into the driverís cab and pulls the soldier inside out of the vehicle. All the time, the convicts are firing at the motorcyclists. CAPTAIN YATES runs to the roadside and into the cover of some bushes. He pulls out his radio and speaks into it.)

CAPTAIN MIKE YATES: Venus to Jupiter, Venus to Jupiter. Convoy under armed attack. Estimated position...

(Across the road, a convict runs up, sees him and fires. YATES falls to the ground with a cry of pain.)


22: INT. UNIT LONDON HQ. OUTER OFFICE

(The BRIGADIER is on the radio watched by CORPORAL BELL.)

BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Into radio.) Jupiter to Venus, Jupiter to Venus, give us your position. I say again, give us your position! Over.

(But only static comes through the loudspeaker. The BRIGADIER grimly switches off the radio.)

BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Right!

(He crosses to join BELL and another soldier at a wall map.)


23: EXT. COUNTRY ROAD

(YATES lies unconscious, his left hand bleeding. There is still the sound of gunfire. YATES comes round and, in some pain, picks up the radio which has a damaged aerial.)

CAPTAIN MIKE YATES: (Into radio.) Venus to Jupiter, do you read me? Over.

(YATES crawls along the ground to get a better view of the proceedings. He sees the prisoners moving the Black Mariah out of the way.

CAPTAIN MIKE YATES: Venus to Jupiter, do you read me? Over.

(Both the Mariah and the low-loader then drive off. YATES struggles to his feet and runs back to the attacked UNIT convoy. BENTON lies on the ground, his head bleeding but he is moving. YATES runs over to one of the motorcycles whose engine is still running. He picks it up and drives off. BENTON comes round briefly and looks round before he falls down again.)


24: INT. UNIT LONDON HQ. OUTER OFFICE

(The BRIGADIER stands before the road map with CORPORAL BELL. He points at two places with his swagger stick.)

BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: The last time he checked in he was here. Now, given the average speed of the convoy and the time of the emergency call, the ambush should have taken place...about here. I want a chopper standing by to take me down there as soon as possible.
CORPORAL BELL: Iíll get on to it right away, sir.

(She crosses to a phone.)

BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: And Iíll need a mobile HQ and a full forensic team in the area.
CORPORAL BELL: (Into phone.) Extension 3-4. (To the BRIGADIER.) Shall I ask for police and army co-operation, sir?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: No - UNIT personnel only. This missile isnít supposed to exist. Keep trying to get through to Captain Yates.
CORPORAL BELL: Right sir.

(The BRIGADIER leaves the office. BELL speaks into the radio.)

CORPORAL BELL: Jupiter to Venus, Jupiter to Venus, do you read me? Over.


23: EXT. ROAD

(YATES continues to follow the hi-jacked convoy on his motorcycle.)


24: EXT. HANGER

(The convoy itself proceeds into the grounds of a deserted aircraft hanger in a flat remote spot. The convicts get out of the Black Mariah and the low-loader.)

MAILER: All right, letís get these doors open. Come on!

(The convicts, together with some men wearing army uniforms, open the hanger doors and detach the missile and its launcher from the low-loader. Nearby YATES arrives on his motorcycle. The lack of suitable cover means that he has few hiding places for himself or his bike. He gets off the machine which he leaves next to a hut and takes the risk of getting as close to the hanger doors as he can. The only suitable spot he can find is to lie low on the ground behind tufts of tall grass. MAILER barks another command at some of the convicts.)

MAILER: Come on! In!

(Half of the group get into the Black Mariah and YATES watches as it drives off. Having seen that the missile is to be stored at the hanger he makes a run back for his bike but his luck has run out. The remaining convicts spot him and start shooting at the retreating motorcycle. One of the bullets finds its mark and YATES falls to the ground as the bike ploughs into a pile of crates. The convicts run up, kick the dazed soldier over and haul him to his feet before leading him away.)


25: EXT. COUNTRY ROAD

(The UNIT team have reached the site of the convoy hijack. As various forensic members pore over the remaining motorcycles, SERGEANT BENTON, sat by the roadside, is bandaged by a first-aid officer while the BRIGADIER questions him.)

BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Is that all you can tell me?
SERGEANT BENTON: It happened so quickly, sir.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Did you see what happened to Captain Yates?
SERGEANT BENTON: I thought theyíd got him?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Not unless they took the body with them. One of the bikes is missing.
SERGEANT BENTON: Well, maybe he followed them, sir?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Yes, maybe. (To the first-aid officer.) Right, thanks.
SERGEANT BENTON: Thereís just one thing, sir.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Well?
SERGEANT BENTON: Well, just before I passed out, I could have sworn I saw a plain black van. The sort the police use - Black Mariah.

(The BRIGADIER turns to a nearby solder...)

BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Map!

(...who runs up with the document.)

BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Thank you.

(He unfolds the map, looks over it and realises the connection...)

BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Stangmoor prison...
SERGEANT BENTON: What sir?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Well, where else would you get a Black Mariah?


26: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNORíS OFFICE

(The DOCTOR and JO are still in the Governorís office. The DOCTOR taps a pencil, deep in thought. JO walks away from the window.)

JO: Doctor, we can just go on sitting here.
DOCTOR: Why not? Well, itís the safest place at the moment. Theyíll never think of looking for us here.

(JO turns away with an exasperated sigh.)

DOCTOR: Besides, I need more time to think. Iíve got to find out a way of dealing with that alien creature out there.
JO: (Surprised.) What alien creature?
DOCTOR: The one inside the Keller machine.
JO: Do you really believe thereís something alive in there?
DOCTOR: I do.
JO: Well, what is it?
DOCTOR: Itís a sort of mind parasite that feeds on evil. The deadliest threat to mankind since the beginning of time.

(He snaps the pencil in concentration. JO goes back to the window.)

JO: Doctor!
DOCTOR: Mmm?
JO: The Master!

(The DOCTOR rushes over and joins her.)

JO: He seems to be leaving.


27: EXT. STANGMOOR PRISON. COURTYARD

(The MASTER gets into his chauffeur driven limousine...)


28: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNORíS OFFICE

DOCTOR: Right! Nowís our chance.

(They head for the door.)

JO: Weíll slip out by the hospital and through the rear courtyard.
DOCTOR: I didnít mean our chance to escape, Jo.

(He takes his cloak off the hanger.)

DOCTOR: I meant our chance to get into that process chamber and deal with that machine once and for all.

(Jo nods and hands him VOSPERíS pistol.)

DOCTOR: No, thank you.

(He hands it back.)

DOCTOR: You were trained to use those things. They only make me nervous.

(He ushers her out of the room.)


29: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE

(The Keller machine has come to life of its own accord once more. Its pulses build up, the very air seems to shimmer and then the machine fades away into thin air. The shimmering stops and the room is empty and silent...)


30: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY

(CHARLIE, rifle in hand, makes his way down the lower level of the main gallery, kicking open cell doors in his search for the DOCTOR and JO. He stops in his progress as the air at his feet shimmers - and the Keller machine materialises. It immediately starts its mental attack on CHARLIE. Holding his head he falls to the ground. He gets up on his knees, retrieves the rifle and starts firing at the machine. Suddenly, the air is filled with a bright flare and CHARLIE falls back with a terrified scream. Its victim dealt with, the Keller machine dematerialises in shimmer of air. The gallery falls silent with only the still body of CHARLIE as evidence of the incident. After a moment, the DOCTOR and JO descend a spiral staircase and run up to the body.)

JO: His face! He looks terrified - just like the others!
DOCTOR: Perhaps the creatureís learned to move. Come on.

(They run to the doors of the process theatre, take the bar off the door and enter.)


31: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE

JO: You were right - itís gone!
DOCTOR: Yes.

(MAILER and VOSPER walk into the room - guns pointed.)

MAILER: All right, girl, drop it! You heard me - I said drop it.

(Jo drops the pistol on the floor.)

MAILER: Clever girl. (To the DOCTOR.) Now, as for you, weíve had enough of you...
DOCTOR: Yes, well, before you pull that trigger, I...

(The DOCTOR hears the build up of a familiar noise...)

MAILER: Whatís the matter with you?
DOCTOR: (Horrified.) Look...look behind you.
MAILER: Iíve heard that one before.
DOCTOR: Look behind you!

(Immediately outside the doors of the theatre, the air can be seen to shimmer and the Keller machine materialises. VOSPER turns and starts to fire at the machine. MAILER runs for cover behind one of the doors to the theatre whilst the DOCTOR pulls JO behind the control bank.)


32: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY

(VOSPER staggers out of the theatre, crying out in pain and firing at the machine. Again, there is a flare of light and the machine claims another victim.)


33: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE

(The DOCTOR and JO remain in their hiding place. Through the doors of the theatre, the machine dematerialises. The DOCTOR whispers to JO. She nods and the two cautiously get up and slowly start to make for the door. Hardly have they gone a few steps when the DOCTOR holds her back - the machine is materialising on its stand next to the process chair. Holding his head in pain, MAILER runs out from his hiding place, fires a shot and runs out of the theatre. Left behind, the DOCTOR and JO feel the mental assault from the machine beginning on them...)


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Dr. Who
JON PERTWEE

The Master
ROGER DELGADO

Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
NICHOLAS COURTNEY

Jo Grant
KATY MANNING

Captain Mike Yates
RICHARD FRANKLIN

Sergeant Benton
JOHN LEVENE

Mailer
WILLIAM MARLOWE

Vosper
HAYDN JONES

Dr. Summers
MICHAEL SHEARD

Corporal Bell
FERNANDA MARLOW

Charlie
DAVID CALDERISI

Prison Officers
BILL MATTHEWS
BARRY WADE
DAVE CARTER
MARTIN GORDON

Title Music by
RON GRAINER and
BBC RADIOPHONIC
WORKSHOP

Incidental Music
DUDLEY SIMPSON

Film Cameramen
MAX SAMETT

Film Editor
HOWARD BILLINGHAM

Fights arranged by
HAVOC

Visual Effects
JIM WARD

Script Editor
TERRANCE DICKS

Designer
RAY LONDON

Producer
BARRY LETTS

Directed by
TIMOTHY COMBE

COLOUR

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