- Bridge?
- This is Bates.
- Can we come up now?
- That depends on
whether you've found
sent to look for.
Come on Mr Grant, we've spent
hours searching this
ducting. There's
no one down here.
Did you hear
that computer?
I did indeed, and it distresses me
that poor Mr Bates
and his companion
are suffering on my account.
Then help them out.
It was you who
reported an intruder.
Can't you be more
precise as to its location?
Well you must understand, boys,
that I do not have
visual contact.
I'm simply picking up a
faint heat image
through my infrared
- fire warning sensors.
- So what
are they telling you now?
I'd rather not say.
It seems foolish
to pass on inaccurate
information.
Bad data only leads
to bad decision...
Where is the intruder?
Oh, very well.
About ten
- metres away from Mr Bates.
- Check it out, Wilson
Is the intruder humanoid?
Oh, decidedly so.
Estimated height:
two metres ten.
Weight: one hundred twenty-five kilos.
That is a lot of intruder.
Proceed with care.
Use your sidearms, if necessary.
Reinforcements would be useful.
- Just in case.
- They're on their way. Out.
Did you hear that Wilson?
Mr Grant's sending
down the heavy brigade.
Might as well wait
until they arrive.
Seems pointless taking
any unnecessary risks, eh?
Wilson? Wilson?
Is that you? Stop messing around Wilson.
his isn't the time to play
the fool.
Come on Wilson!
I'm sorry
to disturb you, but
my sensors indicate
a great deal of unpleasantness
is taking place in the ducting.
There's nothing like a succinct report.
Don't blame me.
I'm just a machine.
You're responsible
for my programming.
Cut the snide
and rephrase your report.
I think you're about
to hear first hand.
Bridge?
Help me! Help me! Heeeeeelppppp!
What's happened?
What's that noise?
It saddens me to report that
Mr Wilson and Mr Bates
have just become
- the intruder's lunch.
- What?
I know this may be difficult
for you to relate to...
- Been eaten?
- You've got it.
Get all off duty
crew members
into the ducting.
I want whatever it
is caught and k*lled!
Doctor Who
'SLIPBACK' By ERIC SAWARD
- Time.....
- Huh?
- Time.....
- Huh?
- The eclipse of time...
- Huuuuh?
I can't hear you....
You must speak more clearly
Time.....Time...
- The eclipse of time...
- You're not making any sense!
I don't know what you mean!
Please be more precise!
Time... Full circle of
Time... things
must be allowed to turn.
Full circle.
Doctor?
Doctor!
Wake up Doctor!
Please, please tell me what you want...
- Time....
- So you keep saying.
Doctor!
Doctor! Wake up.
- And what do you think you're doing?
- Doing?
I'm waking you up!
What do you think I'm doing?
I had a voice inside my head that
was trying to tell
- me something.
- Well I'm sorry
to interrupt your dreaming.
It's just that something
rather frightening has happened
You don't understand Peri.
It was much more than a dream.
After what you drank
last night, I'm sure it was.
What? Come to think
of it, when was last night?
On second thoughts
don't answer that question.
Do you not recall a small
drinking establishment
on Zerok Minor?
Full of very strange people.
Now you mention it, that's right.
We stopped
to ask directions.
And three bottles
of Voxnik later we left.
- Is that what it was?
- It was hardly
fruit juice.
I had some myself.
I am a little naive when
it comes to this sort of thing.
- Three bottles worth!
- I was very thirsty,
I drank it very quickly.
Didn't notice that I'd finished
the last bottle.
Anyway, in spite of last night, I'm
still convinced the
voice I heard was
trying to tell me
- something important.
- Like the fact the TARDIS
has materialized.
- Already? That's quick.
- But not where we're supposed to be.
- That isn't good.
- We're still in deep space.
Alongside an enormous freighter.
It's gigantic!
It's so large I can't get
the scanner screen
to zoom out far
enough to get it all in.
How odd. I wonder
what caused her to materialize.
Well I don't know.
But she isn't very happy.
At least the
console isn't.
It's starting to wink,
flash, and grunt
like some dirty old
man in a park.
- Really?
- Yes. That's why
I woke you up. I was scared!
- Interesting.
- That I was scared?
That I should hear a voice
as the TARDIS makes an impromptu
materialization
Bridge.
This is Grant.
- Oh damn it. Computer?
- Why hello there, Mr Grant.
It's so nice to hear from you again.
The talkback is malfunctioning.
Is it really?
I'm so sorry to hear that.
I'll get a maintenance drone
onto it at once.
Mind you I can't promise anything.
There are so many
things happening
aboard this ship I
no longer understand.
You know, I keep hearing voices.
It's all very confusing.
Sorry...
What's the matter with you.
You're only programmed to sound
like a dizzy dame.
You're not supposed to act like one.
Are you drunk?
Machines don't drink alcohol.
Have you informed
the captain what's happened?
I have indeed.
And he's very concerned.
In fact, he's
become quite ill from worry.
- Oh. How ill?
- It's difficult to tell,
but I have
the feeling if
he doesn't hear some
good news soon,
he could get very bad.
As a matter
of fact he would
quite like to see you.
Any chance there might
be some reassuring
snippet I could
pass on?
I'm almost too
terrified to inquire.
The last time I did, all the search
party had managed
to find were the
dead men's boots.
Come on!
Come on!
- Bah! Nothing!
- It wasn't like that a few minutes ago.
Sorry. You said there
was a grunting noise
from the console?
That's right. It went
- 'Squaaaaaasssshhh'
- Are you sure?
You don't think I'd invent a
stupid noise like that.
That's it. That's the
sound I heard.
That's bad.
- How bad?
- Very bad.
That noise indicates time spillage.
It's what caused the
TARDIS to materialize
alongside that ship. Someone on board
is experimenting with time.
That could damage the
space-time continuum.
It could destroy the
past and future history of the universe.
We must find out what's going on.
There you are, Mr Grant.
The captain is very
impatient to see you.
I came as soon as I could.
If you wouldn't mind
slipping into this sterilized gown,
Of course.
How unwell is the captain?
Oh, very unwell, Sir.
You know how
personally he takes everything.
I've had to confine him
to a lava bath.
And it has proven
necessary to drain
his sinuses four
times in the last hour.
Ah, I see.
That unwell, is he?
Poor captain is a martyr to
his responsibilities,
Trouble is he always manages to
give his wretched
diseases to everyone
else on board.
Well, even when the patient
is isolated, contagious infection
- is very difficult to contain.
- Maybe.
But we no sooner go down with
whatever he has psychosomatically
created, then he gets better.
The captain has an
amazing constitution.
- Conveniently so.
- Then let's hope you
have sufficiently
good news to prevent his further
deterioration. This way Sir.
Mr Grant to see you, Captain.
It's spooky.
I hope the whole ship isn't like this.
I shouldn't think so.
We've materialized in the
service duct.
That figures. You always find the
most inhospitable
- place to park.
- Now, I want to have a look round
before I announce
my presence.
Well, what will you do
when you find the people
responsible for the
time experiments?
Inform them
of the danger.
Advise them of the
fact that such
experiments are highly illegal.
What?
What was that?
- Not me?
- We should get back to the TARDIS.
Oh no! What is that thing?
I'm almost too
frightened to look.
Oh! It's between us and the
TARDIS! What do we do?
Run, Peri! Run!