BY: GERRY DAVIS AND ROBERT HOLMES
Part Two
Original Air Date: 26 April 1975
Running time: 24:24
DOCTOR: Sarah!
DOCTOR: Don't let it bite you!
HARRY: That sounded like Sarah. What's happened?
DOCTOR: That cybermat's happened, Harry. Quick, into the transmat beam, quickly as you can. It's the only way to get the poison out of her system.
LESTER: She's got the plague.
DOCTOR: No, sir. That's your so-called plague, Commander.
STEVENSON: Is this thing still dangerous, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Not any more, but there are bound to be others around.
DOCTOR: Hang on to her, Harry. You'd better travel with her.
HARRY: Where are we going?
DOCTOR: I'll set the beam for Voga. Do you know how to work the reciprocator?
HARRY: Er, yes, I've seen you do it.
DOCTOR: Off you go. No time to lose.
LESTER: Has it gone wrong, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Sabotage.
STEVENSON: Sabotage?
DOCTOR: Someone's taken the pentalium drive.
STEVENSON: But who?
DOCTOR: Who removed the tape from your radio log? Who used cybermats to m*rder your crew? And who's desperate to break all communication between this beacon and Voga?
STEVENSON (on monitor): You mean Kellman.
DOCTOR (on monitor): Exactly. Kellman. Your friendly exographer must be working for the Cybermen, Commander.
LESTER (on monitor): Then what are we waiting for? Let's get him.
DOCTOR: Right, this might just work if I can adapt the monoso to a three phase output.
HARRY: Doctor, she's not going to last much longer.
DOCTOR: I know, Harry, I know!
HARRY: She's reacting just like Warner. It's happening all over again.
STEVENSON: Kellman. Kellman!
MAGRIK: You sent for me?
VORUS: The Cybermen are moving.
MAGRIK: What? It's too soon.
VORUS: Our human agent reports they will soon have taken over the beacon. We have perhaps four hours to complete the Sky Striker.
MAGRIK: But that's impossible!
VORUS: Four hours, Magrik! Or all our dreams are ended.
MAGRIK: The Sky Striker is ready, but the b*mb head hasn't been tested, and then it'll take four hours to fit.
VORUS: Then we must gamble, Magrik. The b*mb head will be tested when it strikes the beacon.
MAGRIK: Very well. I'll send for every available engineer, Vorus. At once.
LESTER: He's skipped.
STEVENSON: In quite a hurry, by the look of it. Come on.
STEVENSON: Lester, you take that section. I'll look round the transom.
DOCTOR: There isn't time to wire this in. I'll have to hold it in position. Ready?
HARRY: Sarah.
SARAH: Hmm? Yeah?
HARRY: It's worked, Doctor! It's worked!
SARAH: Oh, stop bawling down my ear. You've got a voice like a fog horn. Hey.
HARRY: What's the matter?
SARAH: What's going on here?
HARRY: Oh well, that's marvellous, isn't it. Here I am, trying to save your life and all you can do
SARAH: Trying to save? I remember. That thing, it jumped on my neck. Where are we?
HARRY: A place called Voga, I think. The Doctor transmatted us to get rid of the poison. I might tell you, my girl, that you were on the point of popping off. I say, look at that.
SARAH: What is it?
HARRY: It looks very much like gold. It can't be. I don't believe it. There's some more of it over here.
SARAH: Oh, Harry.
HARRY: Look. Gold.
SARAH: Don't be so silly. It can't be gold.
HARRY: Sarah, solid gold.
SARAH: Harry, stop it. Anyway, it isn't ours.
HARRY: Well, it isn't anybody's, is it, just lying scattered around here.
HARRY: I'm rich. I can buy myself out of the Navy, buy a quiet little practice in the country, solid gold stethoscope. Uh oh. That's torn it.
HARRY: All right, steady on, old chap.
SARAH: Hey!
STEVENSON: Put that g*n down, Kellman.
KELLMAN: All right, Commander. Go ahead and sh**t. Neither of us can miss at this range.
STEVENSON: I said, put that g*n down.
KELLMAN: Oh, no.
STEVENSON: You can't get away.
KELLMAN: That's right, Commander. I'm going into my cabin. You can lock me in if you like. Just don't try to follow
STEVENSON: Well done, Lester. You walked right into it.
SARAH: Let go!
HARRY: This isn't necessary, you know. You're making a fuss about nothing at all.
SARAH: Harry, tell them.
HARRY: I'm trying to tell them but they don't seem
SARAH: Please, where are you taking us? We weren't trying to steal your gold if that's what you're thinking. Well, not really.
HARRY: Of course we weren't. We were just
DOCTOR: Voga, otherwise known as the Planet of Gold, is hated and feared by Cybermen because gold is lethal to them.
STEVENSON: How?
DOCTOR: It's the perfect non-corrodible metal. It plates their breathing apparatus and in effect suffocates them. Doesn't it, Professor. Now Sarah and Harry are down there, and without that pentalium drive I can't bring them back.
LESTER: We found this in his cabin.
DOCTOR: Yes. Keeps in touch with his masters. What have you done with the pentalium drive, Professor?
KELLMAN: I don't know what you're talking about.
LESTER: He's lying.
DOCTOR: I think he's lying.
KELLMAN: What are you doing with that?
DOCTOR: This? Oh, nothing. Why, is it important?
KELLMAN: No.
DOCTOR: Yes, I think our friend is lying to gain time.
KELLMAN: I don't know what you mean.
DOCTOR: But time for what, I wonder?
(The main screen lights up. Rad input. Log 31.08. Axis 13 13 051 Range 11 42 9 Analysis type R L antisine energy
CYBERMAN: Computer reports heavy phobic energy discharge between the beacon and Voga.
LEADER: (black headset) That means the humans have recently used their transmat beam.
CYBERMAN: Yes, Leader.
LEADER: Time to docking?
CYBERMAN: Sixteen minutes.
LEADER: Good. Order the boarding party to the forward hatch.
SARAH: The Doctor'll be worrying about us.
HARRY: I'm worrying about us. What is this place, anyway?
SARAH: I can tell you what it isn't. It isn't uninhabited.
VORUS: So, you are from the beacon. Why have you come to Voga? Was it to escape the plague?
SARAH: Yes. Yes, that's right, the plague.
VORUS: You're lying! And now tell me the truth.
SARAH: I'm not lying. I had the plague
VORUS: When the plague had done its work there were to be four humans left alive. That was the plan.
HARRY: Plan? You mean you deliberately planned to
VORUS: You were not among the four.
SARAH: We arrived after the plague, but I was bitten and the Doctor put me in the matter beam to cure me, didn't he, Harry.
HARRY: Yes, that's right. It's the truth. And I came with her because she was dying. And we really weren't trying to steal your gold.
VORUS: So how many humans are on the beacon now? If you refuse to answer, you will suffer, and then I will ask you again, and then you will answer. Do you understand?
HARRY: Yes.
VORUS: Humans are reported to have some intelligence. When Vorus, leader of the Guardians, asks you a question, it is not wise to refuse to answer.
VORUS: Take them out and put them in confinement. I'll question them later.
VORUS: Greetings, Councillor Tyram.
TYRAM (on monitor): Ah, Vorus. There are matters of importance I must discuss with you.
VORUS: Yes?
TYRAM (on monitor): Not over the vision projector. Here, in the city.
VORUS: I am not aware of anything of such importance, Councillor.
TYRAM (on monitor): I am, and as always, Vorus, I look forward to our meeting with the keenest pleasure, so I've sent our fastest skimmer to collect you.
STEVENSON: As a Space Service Commander, there are certain crimes where I can order immediate execution.
STEVENSON: And you have m*rder*d forty seven members of my crew and jeopardised our mission.
KELLMAN: You're talking rubbish, Commander.
LESTER: sh**ting's too good for him.
STEVENSON: So what's it going to be, Kellman?
KELLMAN: Be?
STEVENSON: Are you going to die now, or are you going to tell us where that pentalium drive is?
KELLMAN: You're not frightening me, Commander. You won't sh**t.
STEVENSON: But I have every right.
KELLMAN: You can't prove a thing.
STEVENSON: No? What about that box you had? The Doctor says it controls the cybermats.
KELLMAN: And I say its an instrument for analysing mineral elements. Every exographer carries one.
LESTER: Look.
DOCTOR: Leave it. Don't sh**t, Commander.
KELLMAN: Stop it! For heaven's sake, do something!
DOCTOR: After you've been bitten, Kellman, you'll have just ten seconds to remember where that pentalium drive is, if you want to live.
KELLMAN: All right, all right! It's around my neck. Take it.
DOCTOR: Splendid.
DOCTOR: Good. Now we can get Harry and Sarah back.
HARRY: Sarah, these chains are solid gold.
SARAH: Harry, will you just shut up about your rotten gold.
HARRY: Twenty four carat, by the looks of it.
SARAH: It's because of gold that we're in this mess.
HARRY: Just thinking.
SARAH: Well, don't!
HARRY: Gold's a very soft metal, isn't it, Sarah, so if we can find a decent bit of rock we might be able to file through.
SARAH: Well, we can't just sit here glittering, can we.
VORUS: You said a matter of importance, Chief Councillor.
TYRAM: Yes. I have a report that two aliens, two humans, have been seen in the upper gold mine.
VORUS: What?
TYRAM: By ancient tradition, your guards control the gold mines and the routes to the surface. If humans have set foot on Voga, it can only have been with your connivance, Vorus.
VORUS: You have no proof of this absurd allegation.
TYRAM: Nonetheless, I believe it.
TYRAM: Whatever is happening in the gold mines, Vorus, and strange stories have reached my ears, your guards have never before resorted to m*rder.
VORUS: It was a matter of internal discipline.
TYRAM: I know your ambitions, Vorus. I know you see Voga as a great power again, trading its gold with other planets in the galaxy.
VORUS: Why not? Why should we remain for ever underground, cowering from the memory of something that happened centuries ago?
TYRAM: Because this way, we survive. While no one suspects that Voga is inhabited, that this is the famous Planet of Gold, we remain safe.
VORUS: Safe? You have the philosophy of a cringing mouse, Tyram.
TYRAM: And you're a gambler with a mad thirst for power. That's why I no longer trust you and the Guardians. My senior Militia are taking over control of the gold mines.
VORUS: You dare to challenge the traditional authority of the Guardians?
TYRAM: To maintain security, Vorus. The Militia are moving into the gold mines at this moment.
VORUS: We shall see!
TYRAM: Your men are outnumbered, Vorus, and the troops have orders to crush any resistance. If there is any bloodshed, remember it will be on your hands.
VORUS: I shall have you removed from office for this!
SARAH: Ow! Careful!
HARRY: Sorry. It is flattening, though.
SARAH: So's my ankle.
HARRY: Yeah, I think you might be able to get your foot through now.
SARAH: Let's have a go, then.
HARRY: Come on, one more pull. It's coming.
SARAH: It hurts!
HARRY: Tibias, or rather fetlocks, like a carthorse.
SARAH: My ankles aren't thick!
HARRY: Come on. Pull.
SARAH: There!
HARRY: Well done. Now you can have a go at mine.
SARAH: Wait a minute. If I can break off one of those stalagmites, we might be able to use it as a lever.
VOGAN: Fire once over their heads.
VOGAN: Stay back! No one enters the guild room of the Guardians.
SHEPRAH: Hold your positions while I check fresh orders from Tyram.
MAGRIK: They must be kept from this section at all costs.
VORUS: If Tyram finds our Sky Striker, all our years of work will have been for nothing.
MAGRIK: I agree.
VORUS: As for the two humans from the beacon, have them k*lled immediately.
MAGRIK: Without further questioning?
VORUS: If they fall into Tyram's hands, he might learn too much of our plans. They have to be silenced.
MAGRIK: Very well. I'll send a detachment to deal with them.
DOCTOR: Right. Now let's see if it works.
DOCTOR: Strange.
STEVENSON: Isn't it working?
DOCTOR: Yes, full power. They must have left the receptor circle.
LESTER (OOV.): Commander!
LESTER: I'm getting a signal on the radar screen.
STEVENSON: It could be an incoming ship.
LESTER: There's nothing due for another twelve days.
STEVENSON: Try to get a contact.
LESTER: This is Nerva Beacon to approaching craft. How do you read me? Over. (static) Nothing.
STEVENSON: It must be a spaceship. Look, it's coming directly towards us. Keep trying them, Lester.
LESTER: This is Nerva Beacon to approaching craft. Do you read me? This is Nerva Beacon. Would you kindly give your identity signal.
SARAH: Ow!
HARRY: Maimed for life.
SARAH: Honestly, I don't know why you're complaining. I got you free. What's that?
HARRY: Sounds like another of their dodgem cars.
SARAH: It's coming this way.
HARRY: Quick.
HARRY: This way. (further on) Sorry, old girl, dead end. Back we go.
SARAH: No, we can't, Harry. Look.
SARAH: We're trapped.
SARAH: Over there!
SARAH: Harry!
HARRY: What?
SARAH: They're coming!
STEVENSON: It must be within visual range now. Try to get a scanner contact.
LESTER: There she is.
STEVENSON: I don't recognise that type.
LESTER: Never seen anything like it before.
STEVENSON: There are m*ssile tubes in the nose cone.
LESTER: It must be an alien.
STEVENSON: This is Nerva Beacon. You are approaching Nerva Beacon.
STEVENSON: We are in quarantine by orders from Earth Centre. I repeat, we are in quarantine. Stand away.
LESTER: They're deliberately ignoring our signals, Commander. Look, they're moving into docking orbit.
STEVENSON: The fools!
HARRY: Careful. Quick.
SARAH: Oh, Harry.
HARRY: This looks like the end, Sarah.
SARAH: One thing about you, Harry. You never miss the obvious.
HARRY: Why don't they just finish us off?
SHEPRAH: Vogans of Vorus, lay down your weapons! You are surrounded!
SARAH: Now what?
TYRAM: The plague?
SHEPRAH: They seem confused. At first they spoke of this scourge as a plague, but then one of them said the humans were k*lled by poison.
TYRAM: I will see them myself, Sheprah. Are the Guardians resisting our Militia?
SHEPRAH: Not in the galleries. They are holding a defensive position outside the guild chambers.
TYRAM: Ha! I expected Vorus'd make the guild chambers his strong point. Let him hold that for the present.
SHEPRAH: One determined as*ault is all that is needed to occupy them.
TYRAM: Let me see the two human captives. If Vorus has committed treason, I might give him the chance to die in battle.
SHEPRAH: You think he is a traitor, Chancellor?
TYRAM: After the cataclysms of our ancient past, Sheprah, we've survived down here only by regarding all outsiders as hostile.
LESTER: They're docking!
DOCTOR: We've got to stop them getting in.
STEVENSON: But who?
DOCTOR (OOV.): Cybermen!
DOCTOR: No good.
STEVENSON: Good grief!
CYBERMAN: All resistance overcome.
LEADER: The Beacon is ours.
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The Doctor
Tom Baker
Sarah Jane Smith
Elisabeth Sladen
Harry Sullivan
Ian Marter
Commander Stevenson
Ronald Leigh-Hunt
Lester
William Marlowe
Kellman
Jeremy Wilkin
Tyrum
Kevin Stoney
Vorus
David Collings
Warner
Alec Wallis
Magrik
Michael Wisher
Sheprah
Brian Grellis
Cyber-Leader
Christopher Robbie
First Cyberman
Melville Jones
Assistant Floor Manager
Rosemary Hester
Russ Karel
Costumes
Prue Handley
Designer
Roger Murray-Leach
Film Cameraman
Elmer Cossey
Film Editor
Sheila S Tomlinson
Incidental Music
Carey Blyton
Peter Howell
Make-Up
Cecile Hay-Arthur
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Production Assistant
John Bradburn
Production Unit Manager
George Gallaccio
Script Editor
Robert Holmes
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Studio Lighting
Derek Slee
Studio Sound
Norman Bennett
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Title Music
Ron Grainer
Visual Effects Designer
James Ward
Tom Baker
Sarah Jane Smith
Elisabeth Sladen
Harry Sullivan
Ian Marter
Commander Stevenson
Ronald Leigh-Hunt
Lester
William Marlowe
Kellman
Jeremy Wilkin
Tyrum
Kevin Stoney
Vorus
David Collings
Warner
Alec Wallis
Magrik
Michael Wisher
Sheprah
Brian Grellis
Cyber-Leader
Christopher Robbie
First Cyberman
Melville Jones
Assistant Floor Manager
Rosemary Hester
Russ Karel
Costumes
Prue Handley
Designer
Roger Murray-Leach
Film Cameraman
Elmer Cossey
Film Editor
Sheila S Tomlinson
Incidental Music
Carey Blyton
Peter Howell
Make-Up
Cecile Hay-Arthur
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Production Assistant
John Bradburn
Production Unit Manager
George Gallaccio
Script Editor
Robert Holmes
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Studio Lighting
Derek Slee
Studio Sound
Norman Bennett
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Title Music
Ron Grainer
Visual Effects Designer
James Ward