DOCTOR WHO
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DOCTOR WHO THEME
HE GASPS
Whoa! So much cool junk.
Less of the "junk," Clyde Langer.
Jo!
My God!
Oh, hello, darling!
This is amazing!
Where are we? It kind of
looks like the TARDIS.
Kind of, but kind of not so much.
SHE GASPS
Oh, look, look, look, look!
Oh, look!
Oh, wow!
Look at that, look at that.
Oh, amazing!
Oh, that's the one.
I've always wanted to have a go
with one of these.
Are you sure? Shouldn't we
be careful with that?
VWORP
Give it to me.
No, no, no!
THEY ARGUE
I don't think that's fair.
I know exactly which one...
Let it go, let it go...
Look, it's that one there.
OK, yeah.
Right.
OK, we'll just put that...
OK, well, erm, best I just
hang on to this, then, isn't it?
Yeah.
So is there no Doctor here?
Oh, yes.
Oh, my darling,
I think they're all here.
All the Doctors.
All of the companions.
Oh!
Sweet Sarah Jane.
Do you think so?
Oh, yes.
VWORP
Oh, yes.
You see, the TARDIS
never really lets go.
Here, well, anything is possible.
SHE CHUCKLES
I know.
By the way...
..I heard, and I'm sorry.
Thank you.
You know, Cliff would...
Oh, Cliff would have just
loved all this weirdness.
Sit.
So tell me how you all are.
You, Luke, Rani.
Good.
Good, yeah, just the same.
I mean, we don't see
as much of each other,
obvs, but when we can. You know,
Luke and Sanjay are off doing
experiments on the UNIT space
station, and there's this TV series
of my Blood River City comics
we're doing in LA.
Oh, that's marvellous!
And Rani?
She's still...marching around.
Waking everyone up to how much
danger we're in with climate change.
Exposing corporations more
interested in making money out of it
than stopping it.
Yes. A girl after my own heart.
SHE CHUCKLES
Oh, you know, Clyde, she's...
She's so like Sarah Jane
in so many ways.
Never stops.
And when you all meet up, I bet
it's like you've never been apart.
Yeah, but...
..I miss the old days.
So do I, Clyde.
So do I.
You know, darling,
the older you get,
the more and more you miss.
I miss my Doctor.
Especially now.
How many Doctors did you know?
Oh, more than most.
Three, once.
Well, no, three all at once, once.
Well, no, actually, wait a minute,
two and a bit.
Which bit?
People were vanishing.
That's how it all started.
And something was coming
for the Doctor.
Dr Tyler, is it?
Yeah. Sorry to be a trouble.
Thanks very much for calling.
Arthur's keeping an eye on it
down by the lake.
He hasn't touched it.
Oh, good. It's not chemicals, is it?
Only the birds, you see.
No, you'll be all right.
Nothing to worry about.
BOX CRACKLES
BIRDS SQUAWK
Mr Ollis?
Mr Ollis?
Put me through to UNIT HQ,
will you, please?
So, there you are.
Mrs Ollis says her husband's
down there,
I see him wave, get there,
and there he is, gone.
So I got in touch with you lot.
Quite right too. That's what
we're here for, eh, Doctor?
Yes, of course.
What exactly is this machine for?
Cosmic ray research, Miss Grant.
And you still use balloons?
That's right. We may not be NASA,
but we get the results.
Inside that is the most
sophisticated cosmic ray
monitoring device between here
and Cape Kennedy.
You see, I was going to get in touch
with you people anyway,
even before this business.
Oh? Why was that?
Can you give me that briefcase,
please? Yes, of course.
Well, we've been getting
some pretty funny results
on these latest tests.
Now, this is the first one, you see?
This is normal.
Now then, this is why I'm here.
Last week's test.
Now look at that.
Thank you.
Good grief. Yeah. Nobody knows
what to make of it.
They've all seen it.
Yanks, and the other lot.
Oh?
Now, here somewhere...
Oh, yes. Now, this is what really
put the tin hat on it.
From that deep-space monitor
Houston put up.
Just take a look at those readings.
Um, the Doctor's the...
What?
The Doctor's the man you...
Oh, I see.
Thank you.
Well, it's travelling
faster than light. Yes.
And it can't, can it?
Hmm.
I don't know what to make of it.
It's come all that way,
through millions of star systems.
It must have been directed, and it
must have been directed at us.
Now why? Why indeed,
Professor Tyler, why indeed?
Thing is, Doctor,
is there anything I can do?
Yes, pass me a silicon rod,
will you?
Yes, what I meant was,
is there anything that UNIT can do
about this space lightning business?
Lighting?
Yes, I suppose it could look like
lightning, only it isn't.
No. If there were such a thing,
I would say it was compressed light.
A sort of controlled
superlucent emission.
A what? He means it travels
faster than light.
Thank you, Miss Grant.
Tell me, Professor, is this machine
of yours functioning properly?
Far as I can tell. Haven't developed
that latest plate yet, of course.
I suggest you do so immediately
and let me know the result
of your findings. Jo, you and I
are going to take a look at the
scene of the crime.
I think you'll find everything
you need here. Oh, right. Thanks.
Oh, I can manage now. Thank you.
I'm delighted to hear it.
Make yourself at home.
We're only supposed to be
a top-secret security establishment.
Liberty Hall, Dr Tyler.
Liberty Hall.
That shouldn't happen.
That definitely shouldn't happen.
MRS OLLIS: This here's the place,
all right.
Are you sure, Mrs Ollis? The Land
Rover tracks stop here, don't they?
I told you, you're too late.
The other gentleman's been and gone.
CRACKLING
You haven't seen your husband
since this morning?
No. Nothing unusual in that.
Oh, he'll be off somewhere. We
shan't see him, not until dark.
I'll look for him if you like.
No.
No, it's not important.
Please yourself.
I'll be getting on, then.
It is important, isn't it, Doctor?
Yes, Jo.
Yes, it's much more important
than I thought.
Dr Tyler, these reports
might interest...
Tyler?
Dr Tyler?
Sergeant Benton?
Sir? Dr Tyler appears to be
wandering around UNIT headquarters.
Go and find him and bring him here
at once. Yes, sir.
Right, let's see what Dr Tyler's
found out about that plate.
What's that?
Jo. Back slowly away behind the car.
Do as I say!
What is it?
When I tell you to run, you run.
Right, run!
What happened?
What is that? I don't know.
Poor old Bessie.
Right, come on.
Well, where is he? Sorry, sir,
we just couldn't find him.
Dr Tyler has just disappeared.
We've searched the grounds
and the buildings, sir,
and there's no sign of him.
Oh, and there was an expl*si*n
in the garage, sir. expl*si*n?
What expl*si*n? I heard nothing.
Well, you wouldn't, Brigadier.
But there was a flash, Doctor.
A flash, yes, not an expl*si*n.
It was a release of kinetic energy.
One of Bessie's gadgets misfire?
It's far more serious than that,
Brigadier.
You'd better check, Benton.
No. I shouldn't go anywhere near it.
Not just at the moment.
What SHALL I do, sir?
I suggest that you put a guard
on the drains, Benton.
The drains? Yes, the drains.
Put the men on standby, Benton.
Right away, sir.
All right, Brigadier.
Now, then, what's the situation
as you see it?
I've just had a call from Mrs Ollis.
Her husband hasn't returned.
Oh, no. Yes, I was rather afraid
that might happen.
We're cooperating
with the local police,
but we've got 1,500 acres
to cover. I shouldn't bother
going on looking for him, Brigadier.
I think you'll find that
that's Mr Ollis.
Is this the plate that Tyler
was developing when we left?
Yes, that's right.
When I came back with
these satellite reports,
Tyler had disappeared,
and this box was open
as it is now. Nothing's been moved?
Nothing.
Excuse me a minute, will you? Mm.
GEIGER CRACKLES
All right, Brigadier, go on.
These are tracking reports
and assessments
from just about every country
in the world. Thank you.
It looks as if Tyler was right.
That light beam, or whatever it is,
seems to have scanned the Earth
like a searchlight and picked on us.
Since UNIT is now in charge of
this investigation, Doctor,
it'd help if you were
a little more forthcoming.
Tell him about Bessie, Doctor. Huh?
Oh, yes.
Well, Brigadier,
now Bessie has disappeared.
What? But it was after us.
Yes, but what was after you?
Some kind of powerful organism thing
with a very strong hunting instinct.
It was hunting you, wasn't it,
Doctor?
Yes, I'm afraid so.
Are you trying to tell me
that this whole thing has been
arranged just for your benefit?
Yes, that's right. You see,
that stuff seemed to ignore me
as soon as it saw the Doctor.
What about this chap Ollis?
Oh, I don't know.
Well, perhaps this thing
was confused,
or its instructions
weren't getting through.
And Tyler? Tyler.
Yeah.
Yes, that was its second mistake.
Here in this laboratory
where I usually work.
And its third mistake was Bessie.
And you were in Bessie. Yes.
And you think there's a link between
the beam and this organism thing.
Yes, I do.
I think that beam was the method
it used to get here.
Well, now it's arrived,
and it's hostile.
And it's still here, so what do
we do and how do we find it?
We don't find it, Brigadier.
If we wait around here long enough,
it'll find us.
Holy Moses.
What's that?
Get Sergeant Benton, quick.
How many of them?
I'm not sure, Sarge.
They seem to be springing out
all over the place.
Right, you hold them off here
and I'll cover the back.
You men come with me. Hurry.
Fire at will.
g*ns FIRE
What are those creatures?
Where are they coming from?
Obviously from the same source
as that organism thing.
First the scout,
then the reinforcements.
Their grasp of m*llitary tactics
is very good.
Well, let's hope Sergeant Benton's
are even better.
Hurry, men. Keep your heads down.
g*nf*re
f*ring CONTINUES
Great sh*t, Johnson.
Brigadier, do you read me? Over.
What's the situation, Benton? Over.
We're under att*ck from all sides.
Weapons are useless. Nothing seems
to touch them. Nothing. Over.
Get the men out, Benton.
Complete evacuation, then report to
me in the laboratory.
Is that clear? Over.
OK, lads, fall back. I'd better see
what's happening.
Complete evacuation.
You stay here, Doctor.
Not much point in my going
anywhere else, is there?
BENTON: Everybody, now, move.
I think you ought to
get out of here too, Jo.
Not a chance. I'm staying right here
with you. Please, Jo, do as I ask.
They won't harm you. You ignore
them, they'll ignore you.
I'm the one they're after.
I'll just have to risk it, won't I?
Doctor, have you seen the Brigadier?
Sergeant Benton. Just the man
I wanted to see.
Please take Miss Grant with you.
Even if you have to carry her.
I'm sorry, Doc, my orders
were to report to the Brigadier.
Into the TARDIS, quick.
Right, forcefield on.
You were going off without me,
weren't you?
Well, Sergeant, aren't you going to
say that it's bigger on the inside
than it is on the outside?
Everybody else does.
It's pretty obvious, isn't it?
Anyway, nothing to do with you
surprises me any more, Doctor.
Thank you for the compliment.
SHUDDERING THUD
SHUDDERING THUD
SHUDDERING THUD
It's not reacting.
There's only one thing for it.
I'll have to send an SOS.
I hate having to call them,
but there we are.
What were you planning to do anyhow?
I was planning to lure that stuff
away from Earth, Jo,
but now, as it seems to have
immobilised the TARDIS,
I'm not going anywhere.
We're trapped.
So what are we going to do? At least
we can watch that thing in comfort,
then we can send a report and see
what they have to say about it.
Who are they?
The Time Lords.
Things are pretty serious.
Yes, they are.
BEEPING
Is the Doctor holding out?
We are giving his TARDIS
all the energy we can spare.
And the hostile?
Unidentified so far, my lord. Hmm.
And the source of this beam?
You see, Chancellor?
The black hole.
That's a nowhere, no place, a void.
According to all known laws,
nothing can exist there.
Yet somehow, through this black
hole, vital cosmic energy
is draining away in spite of
all we can do to check it.
Already the time-travel facility
is in danger, my lord.
Without it, we shall be helpless.
Unless the energy loss is stopped,
the whole fabric of space-time
will be destroyed.
We are being consumed, and we can
find no way to fight back.
Are you telling me we are up against
an adversary, a force,
equal to our own?
Equal and opposite to our own.
A force which inhabits a universe
where by definition
even we cannot exist? Yes.
A force in the universe
of antimatter.
But that's too terrible
to contemplate.
Someone must go and help the Doctor.
I agree, but no-one can be spared,
Your Excellency.
Everyone is needed to combat
the energy drain.
Are you saying we can't help him?
Yes, I am.
But perhaps he can help himself.
Show me the Doctor's timestream,
the section for his earlier self
before he changed his form.
You can't allow him
to cross his own time stream.
Apart from the enormous energy
it would need, the First Law of Time
expressly forbids him
to meet his other selves.
I am aware of that, Your Excellency,
but this is an emergency.
But you can't.
Your Excellency, I have to.
Be it on your own head.
Now, show me.
VWORP
That's odd.
Nobody touched anything, did they?
No. No.
You heard it, though, didn't you?
Yes, and felt it too.
Could it be that stuff outside?
No, I don't think so.
Hello, what's this?
It seems strangely familiar.
Is it yours, Jo?
A flute? No.
Well, properly speaking,
it's a recorder. Thank you.
I was wondering
where that had got to.
PLAYS SIMPLE TUNE
You haven't been trying
to play this, have you?
Oh, I can see you've been
doing the TARDIS up a bit.
Mm. I don't like it.
Oh, my word.
Oh, dear.
We are in trouble, aren't we?
Just as well I turned up.
Doctor, who on earth...?
Doctor, where did you spring from?
Now, don't tell me.
Corporal Benton, isn't it?
Sergeant Benton now.
How do you do, my dear fellow?
Nice to see you.
I haven't seen you
since that nasty business
with the Cybermen.
All those years ago. Who is he,
and how did he get in here?
It's a bit difficult to explain, Jo.
He's not one of them, is he?
Well, not so much one of them
as one of us.
One of me, to be precise.
Oh, no, no, no, no!
I'm sorry, my dear,
I hate to be contrary,
but I can see he's a little bit
confused, poor old chap,
and I do feel you should have
the correct explanation.
You don't mind, do you?
Yes.
I didn't think you would.
You see, Jo...
I may call you Jo, mayn't I?
You see, he is one of me.
Oh, I see. You're both Time Lords.
Well, quite.
Well, not quite.
Oh.
Not just Time Lords.
We're the same Time Lord.
Please, you're only confusing
my assistant.
Jo, it's all quite simple.
I am he and he is me.
And we are all together,
goo goo g'joob? What?
Hmm? It's a song by The Beatles.
Oh? How does it go? Please be quiet.
Look, is he really you?
Yes, yes, I'm afraid so.
I think he is, Miss Grant.
You see, when the Brig and I first
met the Doctor, he looked like him.
How?
Yes, that's what I'd like to know.
You've got no right to be here.
Perhaps... What about the First Law
of Time? Perhaps I could explain.
Perhaps you could. Well,
our fellow Time Lords out there
are just as much under siege
as we are. What?
They couldn't send anyone
to help you.
But they did summon up enough
temporal energy to lift me
out of my bit of our timestream
and pop me down here,
into my own future, so to speak.
Why?
My dear fellow, you are being
a bit dim, aren't you?
Your effectiveness is now doubled.
Halved, more like.
Now, now.
There's no need to be ungracious.
Suppose we have a look
at our problem, shall we?
Ah, you don't mind, do you?
Oh, be my guest. Oh, thank you.
Good grief, sir. What's that?
Don't just stand there, man.
Open fire!
g*n FIRES
Sir. Fall back.
Dear old Lethbridge-Stewart.
Still blazing away as usual.
Can't we do something to help them,
Doctor?
They'll be all right, as long as
they keep out of its way.
Right, now you can see our problem,
can't you? Yes.
Most unpleasant.
They are very worried, you know?
Yes, and so am I.
I think perhaps I ought to
put you in the picture.
Right.
Contact. Contact.
I see.
So it's after you...
..or should I say us?
That's right.
And as they can't help us,
we'll just have to help ourselves.
Twinkle, twinkle little star.
PLAYS TWINKLE, TWINKLE LITTLE STAR
What was all that about? A sort of
telepathic conference, I think.
Must you? Are we going to take this
attitude to my music all the time?
I'm rather afraid we are. Oh, dear.
We've achieved a transference, sir.
Splendid. But I don't think
it's going to work.
Why, what's wrong?
They refuse to cooperate. I see.
Well, we'll soon settle that.
Show me the earliest Doctor.
Him too, sir? But surely...
Show me.
He'll keep them in order.
Well, you've been fiddling with it,
haven't you?
It was perfectly all right until
you touched it. Leave things to me.
If we were to leave things to you,
we'd be in a fine pickle.
There they go again.
You lost the image, not me.
I did not lose the image!
I set this thing up...
Look! Both of you! What? Look.
Ah, there you are.
I seem to be stuck up here. Hmm?
Hmm?
Oh, so you're my replacements.
A dandy and a clown.
Have you done anything?
Well, we've, uh,
assessed the situation.
Just as I thought.
Nothing.
Well, it's not easy, you know.
It's not as if we knew
what that stuff is. No.
Then I'll tell you.
It's a time bridge.
It's a what? I see.
Now, what's a bridge for, eh?
Well, crossing.
Right, so stop dilly-dallying,
and cross it.
No! No, wait.
You faded him again.
I did not fade him.
You certainly did. I hate to ask,
but who was that?
TOGETHER: Me.
TOGETHER: Me!
Call, will you? Heads.
Hard luck.
All right. Stand by to disconnect
the forcefield.
What are you going to do?
Now.
Doctor, no!
Jo, get back!
Steady now, Sergeant!
He knows what he's doing!
At least, I hope he does.
But what about Jo?
Yes, a pity she ran after him
like that. Let's have a look.
Will they be all right?
Well, where are they? Doctor?
As far as I can see,
that stuff's gone to a great deal
of trouble to find me. Him.
So whoever or whatever it was
that sent it
can't really want
to k*ll him, no.
No, they've been transported
somewhere. Transported?
What do you mean? Transported?
Transported to where?
No, wait a minute.
Do you know, Sergeant,
I think our friend has gone
off the boil, so to speak?
Right, then. I'm going to take
this chance to blow it to bits.
I'll get a grenade. No, I think
we'll try a more subtle approach.
Let's turn off the forcefield
and open the doors first, shall we?
Right... Wait a minute!
Let me go first.
STATIC CRACKLES
Hmm.
Awaiting further instructions,
I would think.
LOUD BURST OF STATIC
You're not going near that thing,
Doctor, are you? It's all right.
I think it was just hiccups.
Fascinating.
LOUD BURST OF STATIC
For heaven's sake,
be careful, Doctor!
No, Brigadier, leave it alone!
It's not dangerous for the moment.
It seems to think
it has achieved its mission.
Oh, no. Oh, yes.
But you're... Yes, it is, sir.
It's the first one.
How are you, Brigadier?
Pretty well, thanks.
Doctor, what the blazes
are you doing?
Why have you changed
your appearance?
And what's happened to Miss Grant?
There you are.
It's all quite simple, really.
Yes, well, I'm sorry.
I don't believe a word of it.
Look, just tell me this.
Are you or are you not the Doctor
that I met during the Yeti business?
And then later
when the Cybermen invaded.
Of course I am.
You can see that.
Right. But then you subsequently
appeared on Earth
during that trouble with the Autons,
only then you'd changed
into a tall, thin fellow.
Had I really? How fascinating.
Doctor, I warn you...
It's no use your asking me
about all this, Brigadier.
As far as I'm concerned,
it hasn't happened yet.
Don't you see?
I'm just a temporal anomaly.
It's quite obvious to me
what's happened.
You've been mucking around with
that infernal machine of yours.
Be careful, sir.
You've been mucking around with
that infernal machine of yours
and somehow you've changed back
your appearance
and sh*t poor Miss Grant
off to heaven knows where.
It's not quite as simple as that,
sir. That'll do, Benton.
There's just two things I want
from you, Doctor. An effective way
of controlling that stuff, and
the safe return of Miss Grant.
What about our Doctor, sir?
Don't you want him back?
Enough of that nonsense.
I've got him back.
As long as he does the job,
he can wear what face he likes.
Well, I'll do my best,
but I can't make any promises.
In that case, you'd better consult
those all-powerful superiors
of yours for their advice. I don't
think that would do any good.
At the moment,
they're far from being all-powerful.
That's why it's been left
up to me and me and me.
What's happening? It's draining away
power as fast as we pump it in, sir.
Yet you continue to waste
the power we so urgently need.
What is more,
by permitting the Doctor
to meet his other selves,
you have transgressed the first
and most important law of time.
I know that, Your Excellency,
but this is an emergency.
No emergency can justify
this transgression.
This operation must stop
immediately.
On the contrary, it must continue.
The Doctor is our only hope.
There is no-one else.
I could wish for more hope
than that.
Your Excellency, you have said
yourself we are dealing with
a thr*at from an area over which
even we have no control.
A black hole in space.
The universe of anti-matter.
Unknown forces at least equal
and opposite to our own.
But the first law of time
must be obeyed!
It will be obeyed, later.
For the moment, the Doctor needs
all the help he can get.
We can't stop now.
Transporting his other selves
across the timestream
has already utilised more energy
than we can afford.
Criminal irresponsibility!
They have only a limited time
together.
And if they do not succeed, we shall
lose our time travel facility
and become as vulnerable
as those we are pledged to protect.
You would do better
to husband your resources,
not throw them away on what is
no more than a dangerous gamble.
I am prepared to take that risk.
I understand your attempt
to transport yet one more Doctor
has met with only limited success.
His transportation unit
became trapped in a time eddy.
At the moment, he can
do no more than advise.
But the Second Doctor
is assisting UNIT
to help with matters on Earth.
I see. And the other?
He, together with his companion,
has passed into the black hole.
They are over
the absolute event horizon.
Theoretically...
..they're dead.
Jo?
Jo?
Can you hear me?
Jo, wake up.
Where are we?
Everything seems so...strange.
Are you all right?
We're not...?
Jo...
We are, aren't we?
We're dead.
This is a place.
It's just like any other place.
Well, almost.
We've been brought here.
Anyway...
..it's not much like heaven, is it?
Come on.
Let's go and take a look around.
So wherever they are,
Miss Grant and my other self,
we can't contact them.
That's the problem
with anti-matter.
You can see the effect,
but never the cause.
It's like being punched on the nose
by the Invisible Man.
Then what's this stuff?
The Invisible Man.
Anti-matter.
But I thought you said that matter
and anti-matter couldn't meet
without an expl*si*n.
Yes, that's right. So, it shouldn't
exist here, but it does.
Yes. Awkward, isn't it?
As far as I can see,
there's only one explanation.
Yes?
This stuff, or whoever sent it,
is cleverer than we are.
Unfortunate, isn't it?
Then there's nothing that even you
can do? Oh, I wouldn't say that.
We can make sure
it stays harmless, for a start.
Well, that's a relief.
Look, can I leave you
to get on with that?
Those other things are still outside
there. I must contact Geneva.
Doc, I think the strain's been
a bit too much for him.
What are we going to do now?
Keep it confused.
Feed it with useless information.
I wonder if I have
a television set handy.
That's odd.
WIND HOWLS
Hey!
Surely that's the water cooler
from outside the lab.
Yes.
And what's this? Well, that's
the Brigadier's computer.
Oh.
Look, this is the lab door.
It's locked.
Well, it says No Admittance.
Yes.
Well, we both know what that is,
don't we? Sure do.
Ah, Jo, do you see what I see?
Oh, yes! Well, that clinches it.
We have been transported.
And so has all this stuff.
Come on.
Right, all we've got to do is
find out where we are
and who brought us here.
Right. Come on, then.
Where to?
Twice round the park? Right. Right.
Man Friday, would you believe?
At the moment,
I'd believe anything.
Come on.
CRACKLING STATIC
It's quite like old times, eh,
Sergeant? Yes, it is, isn't it?
Is it ready yet?
Oh, nearly ready for testing.
Look, Doc, why don't we give
this great, big, overgrown
blancmange the full treatment?
Now steady on, Sergeant.
Right, come on, Doctor. The Security
Council want an explanation
and I'm leaving it all up to you.
Oh, no!
They're on video in my office.
But won't they think it's strange?
I mean, me?
I've explained all that.
You're his assistant. His what?!
I decided the truth was too much for
them. Assistant it will have to be.
Well?
Well, I've just set this thing up
in order to be able to confuse it!
No doubt. Seems to be your forte,
Doctor, confusing people.
You sure that thing's all right?
Quiet as a lamb. We've got it
thoroughly subdued, eh, Sergeant?
We haven't tested it. Benton,
you better keep an eye on it.
Me, sir? Yes, you!
Oh, very well.
Here you are, Sergeant.
You'll need this.
Now, if it gives
the slightest trouble,
a little dose of that
will settle it.
Yes, but say that doesn't work,
Doctor? Then give it the lot!
Come on.
Now you're not going to give me
any trouble, are you? OK?
BURST OF LOUDER STATIC
CRACKLING
Doctor?
Doctor, are you there?
CRACKLING
Doctor!
Doctor! Doctor!
Oh! Benton, what have you done?!
I did what the Doctor told me, sir!
It wouldn't work.
To the TARDIS, quickly!
Come on, Brigadier!
Yes, it's quite cosy, isn't it?
You'll soon get used to it,
old chap.
Relative dimensions and all that.
So this is what you've been doing
with UNIT funds and equipment
all this time.
How's it done?
Some sort of optical illusion?
No, no, no. They come like this,
really. Yeah. Hey, Doc.
It's going berserk out there.
Yes, it is. All right,
now we're in here, what do we do?
Well, we have a think.
Care for a jelly baby?
E equals MC...
..squared.
There's no doubt about that.
But if you equate gravitation
with acceleration...
I must have travelled
faster than the speed of light.
Ha! That's impossible.
By definition. The light here
must be travelling backwards
because I can still see.
Who's that?
It's Dr Tyler.
Dr Tyler!
Huh?
Why, it's the Doctor, isn't it?
And Miss Grant!
How did you get here?
Well, I was in your lab
developing that plate,
and there was
some kind of an expl*si*n.
And here I am.
Ah, it's fascinating. Do you know
where we are, Dr Tyler?
No, I don't. Do you, Doctor? Yes.
We're at the other end
of that light streak of yours.
What?
We've been transported along it.
That's in the black hole.
Yes, exactly. That's where we are.
On a stable world
in a universe of anti-matter.
An anomaly within an impossibility.
Huh?
What he means is that a place
like this shouldn't exist.
In a cosmos like this.
And even if it does,
we shouldn't be here anyway.
I think. Oh.
Well, here we are.
Kidnapped and marooned.
But by whom?
At last!
A Time Lord within my power!
Let my guests be brought
into my presence.
These things sound very much like
the creatures that att*cked us
at UNIT HQ.
Yeah.
What exactly did they look like?
Like that!
Run!
Aaaah!
Doctor, will you open this door?
It's still thrashing about
out there, sir.
Yes, it is, isn't it? My little
plan seems to have misfired.
I seem to have accentuated
its metabolic rate.
Doctor! Most unfortunate.
Shouldn't have happened.
I wonder where it went wrong.
Will you let me out
of this contraption?!
The beam should have
desensitised it.
Of course! You fool!
It's anti-matter.
The opposite effect.
Instead of quietening it down,
I've stimulated it.
Will you stop nattering?
You haven't seen my recorder
anywhere, have you?
A little thing
this long with holes in it.
I had it when I came in
and I put it down somewhere...
For the last time, will you let me
out of this madhouse?! No point!
I'm sorry, Doctor, but I'm afraid
I must insist.
My place is with the men out there
trying to do something about,
well, whatever it is out there.
Not standing about here
messing around
looking for some damn fool flute!
Brigadier, I cannot open that door
without first turning off
the forcefield,
and even if I did, you'd never
make it across the floor.
That thing out there's
become a k*ller!
It's my fault, and I'm sorry.
Sorry?
All we can do now is think.
And I think best to music.
Now, where is my recorder?
It looks like Aladdin's cave!
It's the entrance to some sort
of palace, I should imagine.
I wonder who it belongs to.
I've no idea,
but I expect we'll soon find out.
I'm not sure I really want to.
Whoever had us brought here
doesn't mean us much good.
I have a feeling
you might be right.
And I don't fancy hanging around
to meet him.
I'm going to try and make
a break for it. What?
Corporal Palmer? This is the
Brigadier. You're wasting your time.
You'll never get through
with the forcefield on.
I've got to find out
what's going on out there.
Let's have a look at this thing.
I'll try to set you up
a communications unit.
Be careful.
It's all right. Don't worry.
I can boost this through the
TARDIS's communication circuits.
I think.
Oh, I give up. With respect, sir,
we're wasting time. Yes, we are.
You still worried about
your other Doctor, Sergeant?
Yes, I am. And Miss Grant.
I shouldn't worry too much,
if I were you.
In fact, I rather envy them.
You what?! Yes. I think they're
having a very interesting time.
The time to make a getaway is now.
While we're still
near the entrance.
Once they get us down that maze of
passageways, we'll never get out.
My dear Dr Tyler,
I don't want to get out.
I want to meet our host.
I allowed myself to be brought here
for that very purpose.
Perhaps you did, Doctor,
but we didn't want to come here.
And we don't want to stay.
Don't you understand? You were
both brought here by accident.
Your only chance of getting back
is my persuading whoever brought
you here to send you home.
I prefer to take a chance
on my own.
What about you, Miss Grant?
You coming with me?
No. No, I'll stick with the Doctor,
thank you.
Looks like I'll have to go
on my own, then.
Dr Tyler... Hm?
You're not going anywhere.
What? I refuse to allow you
to endanger all our lives.
No.
No, I suppose you're right.
Tyler! Tyler, come back! Tyler!
Idiot. He'll jeopardise
the entire operation.
With his life, probably.
Yes.
They might not harm him. You said
we were only here by mistake.
Yes, that's right, Jo.
I'm the one they're after.
I'm sure I can persuade our host
to send you back.
But supposing you can't?
Well, they might just...
get rid of us.
Jo, we're dealing here with
a creature of great intelligence.
And superior intelligence
and senseless cruelty
just do not go together.
Oh, I hope you're right.
Tyler, come on. Get up!
Up, up!
You all right? Yes. I think so.
Thanks.
That was a bit of a waste of time,
wasn't it?
Here we are, Brigadier.
Have a try with that.
It's all right. It won't bite you.
Corporal Palmer? Come in, Palmer.
STATIC INTERFERENCE
Corporal Palmer here. Over.
Corporal Palmer, this is
the Brigadier.
Now listen. We're pinned down
in the laboratory.
What's the situation there? Over.
Sir, we've been trying to reach you.
The building is still surrounded.
We're just standing by
for further orders. Over.
Now listen, Palmer. I want
every man to maintain vigilance,
but no further offensive action.
Is that clear? Over.
But, sir... That's an order, Palmer!
Roger, sir. Wilco.
Keep in contact. Out.
Doc? Hey, Doctor.
It's the old bloke again.
Oh, excuse me.
Well, any progress?
No, none at all. And you?
Hardly.
I'm trapped
in this infernal time eddy.
What about our fellow Time Lords?
Steadily weaker.
They can't seem to check
their energy loss.
We can't help you, I'm afraid.
Oh, yes, you could. Oh? How?
Well, first,
turn off your forcefield.
What? But I don't...
Off, I said!
But I still don't see...
Oh, use your intelligence!
Who in the name of heaven was that?
I'm afraid you'd never believe me.
It still doesn't make sense,
Doctor.
We are matter and you say
this place is anti-matter.
That's right. So the mere fact
of our being here
should cause a colossal expl*si*n.
Yes, but our bodies
have been converted,
processed in some way
so that we can exist here.
Just as that organism could exist
in our world? Yes, exactly.
I just don't believe it.
This is matter. I can see it.
I can feel it. But things aren't
always as they seem, Dr Tyler.
Now, you take this pencil,
for example. Hmm.
Well, it's just a pencil, isn't it?
Ah, but is it?
Watch very, very closely.
F'tum!
Or is it a bunch of flowers?
Ha! That's all very well,
but that's just a conjuring trick.
Yes. That's exactly
what this place is.
A scientific conjuring trick
of a very high order.
ORGANISMS GRUMBLE
I think the waiting is over.
You're not going to turn off
the forcefield? Yes, I think so.
But why?
Because he told me to.
And I've always had
a great respect for his advice.
Doctor, if you switch
the forcefield off,
that thing out there
can get at the TARDIS!
Precisely!
Hold tight, everyone.
Fabulous!
Yes, most impressive.
I can admit that.
Almost worth the trip
just to see this place.
Yes, but who brought us here,
and why?
I did.
I am the one who brought you here.
Who are you?
In the legends of your people,
I am called Omega.
Omega?
But that's impossible!
Omega was destroyed.
No, brother Time Lord.
I was not destroyed.
As you can see!
Take the man and the girl.
Where are you taking them?
They will not be harmed, Doctor.
They have no part in my revenge.
I have been grievously wronged,
Doctor,
and now it is time
for my vengeance!
Well, they won't hold us long
in here,
locked in a cell without a door.
Look!
It's impossible!
It's a real wall!
Real?
What kind of a place is this?
And who was that creature
in the mask?
I don't know.
The Doctor seemed to know him.
Yes.
And whoever it was knew the Doctor,
but I wouldn't say
they were exactly friends.
No. It seemed more like
they were deadly enemies.
Without me,
there would be no time travel.
You and our fellow Time Lords would
still be locked in your own time,
as puny as those creatures
you now so graciously protect.
You knew your mission was dangerous.
Dangerous, yes,
but I completed it. And I did not
expect to be abandoned.
Many thousands of years ago
when I left our planet,
all this was then a star,
until I arranged its detonation.
You were the solar engineer.
It was your duty.
It was an honour,
or so I thought then.
I was to be the one to find
and create the power source
that would give us mastery
over time itself.
Well, you succeeded,
and are revered for it.
Revered? Here?
I was abandoned.
The histories say that you were
lost in the supernova.
I was sacrificed to that supernova.
I generated those forces,
and for what?
To be blown out of existence into
this black hole of anti-matter?
My brothers became Time Lords,
but I was abandoned and forgotten!
No.
No, not forgotten.
All my life I've known of you and
honoured you as our greatest hero.
A hero?! I should have been a GOD!
Why would the creature
bring the Doctor here
if they're deadly enemies?
Unless he means him
some terrible harm!
Oh, come along, Jo.
Pull yourself together.
There's no point
in getting worried about this.
We don't know that they're enemies.
In any case, I'm sure
the Doctor knows what he's doing.
Oh, I hope you're right.
Well, theoretically, of course,
all this is quite impossible.
Here, Doctor,
everything is possible.
Be seated.
Thank you.
Tell me, how did you manage
to survive?
How does anyone survive?
Force of will.
Mind, you might say,
over anti-matter.
And this organism stuff
that you sent to bring us here?
Created from the raw stuff
of matter.
An organism that can exist
in your world and mine.
It brought you here
and imbued you with its properties
so that you too could exist
in both worlds.
But how do I fit into this picture?
There are some things
that even I cannot do, not alone.
And at this point in my plans,
I need the help
of a brother Time Lord.
Oh, I see.
And it pleases me
to use you against them.
And if I give you my help,
do you really think you can defeat
the Time Lords? All of them?
But I am defeating them, Doctor.
All of their power is insufficient
to prevent the cosmic energy drain
which I have caused.
And if I refuse to co-operate?
Then...
..you will face the wrath of Omega!
You and those miserable humans
who accompany you.
COMMUNICATOR BEEPS
RAPID BEEPING
Investigate immediately,
but do not harm them.
Them?
Well, Doctor,
it seems that we have more company.
Well, we appear to have arrived.
Corporal Palmer? Come in, Palmer.
I don't think you'll get through
with that thing.
Why not?
It hasn't quite got the range.
What are you talking about, Doctor?
They're only just outside
the building. Brigadier...
Corporal Palmer, do you read me?
..you should prepare yourself
for a bit of a shock.
Can we take a look outside, Doc?
We can try.
Well, I never!
It seems to have gone, sir.
Yes, it looks quiet enough.
Right, Doctor, if you'll open that
door, I'll see what's going on.
I really wouldn't advise it!
Oh, come along now, Doctor.
Oh, all right.
Oh, dear, oh, dear.
I do wish he'd listen to me.
Come along. We'd better follow him.
Well, that's extraordinary.
That stuff must have found
the TARDIS a bit indigestible
even without the forcefield on,
so it swallowed a bit of
the surrounding matter as well.
Hmm. Rather like taking a pill
with a swig of water.
Well, they seem to have
got rid of it.
Benton, you...you stay here.
So you think we've moved,
is that it, Doc?
Oh, I'm quite sure we have.
Where do you reckon we are?
Not where he thinks we are.
Now, see here, Doctor,
you have finally gone too far!
I rather think we all have.
What's it like out there? There's...
Well, there's sand everywhere!
Oh, splendid! Who's for a swim?
Do you realise what you've done?
You've stolen the whole of UNIT HQ!
What am I going to tell Geneva?
That the whole blessed building
has been picked up
and put down on a deserted beach?!
We're probably miles from London!
I'm afraid we're a little bit
further than that, Brigadier.
You mean we're not even
in the same country?
There will be
international repercussions.
This could be construed
as an invasion!
It's not just a matter
of the same country, sir.
If the Doctor's right, we're not
even in the same universe.
What?
Oh, nonsense, Benton. I tell you,
that's a beach out there.
It's probably Norfolk,
or somewhere like that.
Oh, please, if you'd only listen...
Right, now I'll tell you
what we'll do.
You two stay here,
see that nobody wanders in.
We can't have the place overrun
with holiday-makers.
I'll nip out, find a phone,
and tell the authorities
exactly where we are.
I'm fairly sure that's Cromer.
Back in a jiff.
Dear, oh, dear, oh, dear!
Let's go after him, Doc.
Yes, I suppose we better had.
Just a minute.
I think I'll have another look
for my recorder. Doctor...
..when are you going to face
the facts?
You've lost your recorder
and that's that.
No, I'm sure it's in the TARDIS
somewhere. I shan't be a minute.
Doctor! Look!
Oh, my giddy aunt!
Ah!
Get back. Back!
Hey! Hey, you!
Just a minute.
Who are you?
Ollis.
Game warden.
Ollis? Yes, of course. The chap
who found the balloon and vanished.
Where are we? What's going on here?
I thought you'd have told me that.
They're your manoeuvres.
No, Mr Ollis,
I'm as much in the dark as you are.
Isn't there anything
you can tell me? Well...
..there were two others in
a daffy old motor car, for a start.
A man and a girl.
They went off after another fella,
and all got took
by those lovely creatures.
What did the man look like?
Tall, fancy get-up, white hair.
Yes.
What happened to them?
I told you!
They got took by those things.
They didn't get me, though, cos I'm
used to moving quiet, stalking them.
Did you follow them?
I was just coming to that.
Look out!
That's them. Those things.
That's what I meant.
They've got the Doctor and Benton.
Come on.
Hold on now!
No use rushing them.
I know where they're bound.
ORGANISMS GRUMBLE
Now what, General?
First we do a recce,
then we mount a surprise att*ck.
Mr Ollis, you will consider yourself
under my orders.
Look, if you cannot
reverse the energy drain,
the fabric of the entire universe
could be torn apart.
What if it is? It will make
an interesting spectacle.
Then you would be utterly alone
forever. I am used to solitude.
And I shall have had my revenge.
I shall be satisfied.
Omega, if you would undo
the harm that you've done
and resume your place
in the High Council,
you'd have the freedom
to do anything that you wished.
Power is the only freedom
that I seek.
Absolute power is absolute freedom.
No bargains.
Especially not with those
who betrayed and deserted me.
No, Doctor,
you are here for a reason.
Who are you?
Oh, just some more
innocent bystanders.
Probably scooped up by
that bungling organism of yours.
Send them back, Omega.
They can do you no harm.
The organism was programmed
to seek out a Time Lord.
And it has done so.
Can this,
or this also be a Time Lord?
Appearances aren't everything,
you know. Ahh.
You do not fear me.
Can it be?
Two Time Lords?
Ha!
The same Time Lord!
The High Council
must be desperate indeed
to transgress the laws of time!
I really think you're making
a mistake. You tried to trick me!
I was out for a stroll
with my friend here
when this horrible great jelly...
A pathetic attempt to deceive me!
Omega...
Be silent!
While I consider
what shall be your fate.
Is this really him? Omega?
Yes, I'm afraid so.
You have angered me!
You are facing death!
Take them away!
THUNDER RUMBLES
Did you find a way in? No. You? No.
There's only one thing for it.
Eh?
Wait till the door opens
and take them by storm.
Full-scale frontal att*ck
using all the resources available.
What does that mean?
That, Mr Ollis, means you and me.
Come on.
I tell you, I practically had him
won over, then you turned up
and he treated me like an impostor!
Well, you are really, aren't you?
What do you mean?
Well, I suppose, in another way,
we both are.
Or is it neither of us?
Oh, stop twittering on!
There's no need to be offensive!
I'm not!
Here they go again!
You're supposed to help one another.
That was the idea.
Yes, all right. Well, I'm sorry.
Perhaps I did speak
a trifle sharply.
Yes, well, I'm... I'm sorry too.
Well...
..what did you think of this chap
Omega?
Frankly, I thought
he was somewhat confused.
Yes, and I'm somewhat confused.
Who's he?
BOTH: Me.
I beg your pardon?
Oh, ask Jo, there's a good chap.
See, one minute he was talking
about destroying everything.
The next minute, he's talking
about freedom.
Look, if this is
a world of anti-matter,
how can it all exist?
BOTH: The phenomenon of singularity.
Singularity?
Look, you explain to him.
You're far better at it than I am.
No, no, no.
Please. Older and wiser head.
Singularity.
Now I know it's supposed to exist.
Yes, well, it does exist.
Right here, I'm afraid.
But that's just a theory.
Look, Doctors,
what ARE you talking about?
In simple answers, please.
Well... Jo...
One at a time this time!
Well... What...
Well, singularity
is a point in space time
which can exist
only inside a black hole.
We are in a black hole.
In a world of anti-matter very
close to this point of singularity
where all the known physical laws
cease to exist.
Now, Omega has got control
of singularity
and has learned
to use the vast forces locked up
inside the black hole.
That is how Omega was able to create
the world we're now living in
by a fantastic effort of his will.
Unfortunately, he thinks he's been
wronged by the Time Lords.
Time Lords? Yes.
And now he's hellbent on revenge.
Well, you'll just have to stop him,
won't you?
Well, the trouble is
we're not sure we can.
Well, who is this Omega anyway?
A Time Lord.
One of the greatest of all my race.
Our race. Our race. Sorry.
Long, long ago, we learned
the secret of time travel.
But in order to make it a reality,
we had to have
a colossal source of energy.
Omega provided that energy
by a fantastic feat
of solar engineering.
We thought he was destroyed,
instead of which,
he finished up here.
Yes, it seems his imprisonment
was the price of our freedom
to travel in time.
Even so, you can't let him
smash everything up.
Well, look,
he's not all-powerful, you know.
Or else why did he need
to bring you here?
Yeah, that's true.
There must be something you can do
to get us out of here.
What about your sonic screwdriver?
No. It's useless in this world.
The only natural law here
is the law of Omega's will.
Omega's...
Look, if Omega can will up
an entire world,
well, surely you two
could will up a small door.
Hmm? Well, look, you're a Time Lord,
aren't you? Yes.
In fact, you're two Time Lords.
Well, surely your wills combined
are a match for his?
Why else do you think the High
Council wanted the two of you here?
It might work. It just might.
It's worth a try.
Yes.
Right! Right.
Ready?
Ready.
Contact.
Contact.
It's working!
Well done! I couldn't possibly
have done it without you.
What next? Singularity chamber.
Splendid!
That's the key to it all.
Come on. But... Jo!
You wait there. It even opens!
Singularity chamber!
Can't miss that.
Chance of a lifetime!
That's charming. I'm not just
going to sit here
while they have all the fun.
Neither am I.
Come on!
Come on, Sergeant Benton.
Through here!
Well? Shall we?
The bull by the horns, eh?
All right.
Well, after you.
Let's toss, shall we?
What would be the point?
Singularity.
Fascinating.
What?!
How is it that you are free?
By combining our wills
against yours.
Together we were able
to break down your barriers,
so you're not all-powerful
after all, Omega!
But if you free us, we'll plead
your cause to the Time Lords.
Otherwise, we shall
combine our wills to destroy you.
You dare thr*aten to destroy me?!
You wish to fight
the will of Omega?!
Yes, if I must.
Then you shall!
But you will fight
the dark side of my mind.
The dark side of my mind!
It's no good.
It all looks the same.
We can't just stay here.
They're right behind us.
This way.
They're everywhere!
Let's try down here.
Yes, come on.
It's no good. We're lost.
Well, we can't just
give ourselves up.
Agreed. What do we do?
Let's try this way.
Here. Look what I found.
Great. How can that help us?
It's the corridor
to the main entrance!
Come on!
Yes.
Dr Tyler, give me a hand with this!
Quickly! They're coming!
Out! Make for the hill!
WEAPONS FIRE
How did you...? How did you know
we were trying to get out?
We didn't. We were trying to get in.
Was the Doctor with you
when you came here?
Yes. Of course, sir. Well, he can't
have been. He was with me.
Sir, look over there!
Come on! It's just over the dune!
What is?
Well, what do you want now?
Energy level is dangerously low,
Doctor.
You are our last chance.
You must go in.
In?
A black hole.
I repeat, you are our last chance.
All three are needed
to defeat Omega.
We will use the last of our energy
to send you through.
Well, better than being stuck here,
I suppose. All right.
Those who oppose the will
of Omega shall not live!
Destroy him!
No, Omega!
Destroy him and you'll destroy
your only chance of freedom.
Thank you, Omega.
A most interesting demonstration.
Be warned.
You have seen my power.
You and your friends will learn that
it is useless to defy me.
But our friends do not defy you.
Oh, yes.
They too are trying to escape.
Where are we going?
UNIT HQ.
What?!
It's nearer than you think.
All this exists because
you have willed singularity
to create it all for you.
Exactly.
I say, you mean all you've got to do
is think of a thing,
rub your magic lamp over there,
and shally-me-gally-me-zoop,
there it is?
That's jolly clever.
That's jolly clever!
Are you sure that you and he
are of the same intelligence?
You couldn't run me up a quick
recorder, could you?
It's a little thing about this long
with holes. I've lost mine.
I'll tell you the task
that lies before you.
It's not much to ask,
a small recorder!
Silence! Please ignore him.
Just ignore him.
He's incorrigibly frivolous.
Just because you're not musical.
Please.
Will you stop interrupting?
Continue.
Continue?
While you play stupid
childish games?
You face annihilation,
do you know that?
You, your entire race, your precious
terrestrials, everything.
And what do you do?
You wrangle and babble of pipes.
It's not a pipe! What the hell
do you think you're trying to do?
Testing the limits
of his self-control.
They're not very good, are they?
No. No, they're not.
But it'll be dangerous
if we push him too far.
We'll have to risk that.
That temper is his only weakness.
What are you saying?
Do you plot against me?
No, no, I was just explaining
to my associate here
that he should show you more
respect, for both our sakes.
I am thoroughly repentant.
You mentioned some task.
Yes. I created this world
through the power of my will.
I created the organisms
which brought you here.
This is the source of the
light stream you travelled along,
and I created it. I alone!
Omega!
And it is not enough.
None of it is enough.
I am still trapped,
as trapped as I was the moment
I arrived in this...
..this desolation. Huh.
Ironic, is it not?
But surely, if you can transmit
matter to Earth
down that light stream, you could
transmit yourself anywhere.
Yes, so I imagined.
But no, there was no way out.
No escape.
But why?
So long as I control singularity,
I can make it do my will.
All these things exist
because I will them to exist.
Without me and the unceasing
pressure of my will,
the work of thousands of years
would collapse into chaos
in microseconds.
I am, if you like,
the Atlas of my world.
So the moment you abandon control,
you cannot escape,
and you cannot escape
without abandoning control.
Exactly. I am a prisoner of
my own power, my own creation.
Or rather, I was, until now.
And that is your task -
to take over my burden
so that I may escape.
Well?
Your answer?
We will obey you, Omega.
We have no choice.
Then you will help me
make my preparations.
You must first remove this mask.
Now you, too, will need such masks.
The light stream has a slow,
corrosive effect
due to the acceleration of the
particles,
but you are in no immediate danger.
The process takes time.
Come, the mask.
MASK CREAKS
What is it?
Why do you not obey me?
Take off the mask!
What are you doing?
I am in haste to be gone.
We...
We cannot remove the mask, Omega,
because...
Because beneath that mask,
there is nothing left of you.
Corrosion has already done its work.
What?!
You exist only because your will
insists that you exist.
Your will is all that is left
of you.
HE HOWLS
It is not true!
I am Omega,
creator of this world!
And I can also destroy.
Therefore I must exist.
Don't you see?
You can only exist here.
If I exist only by my will,
then my will is to destroy,
and all things shall be destroyed.
All things! All things!
All things! All things!
I told you he's got no self-control.
Come on, out.
Brigadier, mind that rock.
Watch out. Watch it.
There it is, over there.
How did it get there?
A very good question, Miss Grant.
Come on.
That's funny.
I could've sworn I left Bessie here.
You did, old chap.
Tracks are leading that way.
That's Jo and Benton. They'll be
making for UNIT headquarters.
What?
Come on, let's get a move on.
Oh!
THEY ARGUE
Just one moment, if you please.
Now, wait a moment.
We may be in a somewhat unusual
situation,
but you two at least are still
supposed to be members of UNIT.
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir.
The question is this.
What offensive action should we
or indeed can we take
against this chap Omega?
Now, in the absence of the Doctors,
it seems to me... Sir, listen.
g*ns FIRE
Sounds like a full-scale att*ck.
Maybe they're not f*ring at us.
Maybe...
It's the Doctors!
Open the door. Quick.
Quickly, come on.
TARDIS, everybody. Into the TARDIS.
Quickly.
Come on, Brigadier, inside. Inside.
Right, forcefield on.
Forcefield's on.
Fools. Do you think to deny the
might of Omega?
Soon you will come
crawling to me for mercy.
But by that time, your universe
will no longer exist.
Well?
Energy almost completely exhausted,
sir.
And the latest transference?
No contact since we tried to
pass him through the black hole.
The power level was so low that
he may only be able to observe,
advise, not to act.
Well, there you are, then.
They can't get in.
And we can't get out.
We're besieged.
Oh, great.
If only I could find my recorder,
I could play you a little something
to pass the time.
We must be thankful
for small mercies.
Well, this TARDIS of yours
is a real marvel, Doctor.
I still don't understand
how we all got inside it,
but I don't wish to
spend the rest of my life in it.
True. We can't just stay here
forever.
Come on, Doc. I mean,
with two of you,
there should be twice as many ideas.
Surely you can think up something
to nobble this Omega bloke?
Nobble him?
You're talking about one of the most
powerful blokes in the cosmos.
Nobble him?
PANEL BEEPS
Excuse me.
Someone's trying to
get through to us.
You don't think...?
I hardly think so.
There you are, then.
What's all this, a mass meeting?
Well, we had to bring them all
in here. It wasn't safe outside.
In a pretty pickle, aren't you?
HE CHUCKLES
Trapped in your own TARDIS.
You're trapped in your own bubble.
You can talk!
Unfortunately, talk's all I can do,
and not much of that.
The transference isn't stable.
Let's get on with it, eh?
On with what?
Putting our heads together
and finding a solution.
Ready?
Ready.
Ready.
Contact.
Contact.
We're all agreed, then.
Risky, but it could work.
I'll report back.
We'd have to strip down
the forcefield.
But that'd mean
leaving the TARDIS defenceless.
Yes, I know,
but I think we'll have to risk it.
It's worth a try! Come on.
What was all that about, Miss Grant?
Another telepathic conference,
I think.
That old chap?
Afraid so.
Three of them.
I didn't know when I was well off.
Doctor?
Yes, what is it?
Would you mind telling us laymen
what you scientists are getting
so excited about?
We think we've found a way
of dealing with Omega.
Mind telling me how?
Later, old chap. If there's
still time. Oh, splendid.
But how do we know that
he'll take the generator?
What if he should refuse?
Ah! I've found it!
Found what?
My recorder.
It must've been there all the time,
right in the corner of the
forcefield.
Well, don't touch it.
I wasn't going to.
Don't you understand?
It's exactly what we want.
Far better than the forcefield
generator.
Oh, no, not my recorder.
I'll get you another one.
I'll get you a hundred. I'll get you
a thousand of them. Come on.
I've got a contact, sir.
Oh?
The Doctor.
Did you find them?
Did you make contact?
For a while.
Is there any chance?
We can't hold out much longer.
What's happening?
There's a possible solution.
I'll let you know as soon as I can.
Here we are, then.
This should do the trick.
I suppose it would be too much to
ask for someone to tell us
what all this means.
It means, Brigadier,
that we can now strike a bargain
with our friend Omega.
With that box of tricks there?
And a flute? This box of tricks,
as you call it,
is a kind of portable forcefield.
And the recorder is considerably
more than just a recorder.
Yes.
Right, ready?
Here, just hold this.
Oh, splendid, yes.
Right, switch on.
On.
Omega, we want to talk with you.
I hear you, brother Time Lords.
We think we have discovered a way
to give you back your freedom.
Will you now free the TARDIS
so that we can come to you?
Is this some deceit? You cannot
escape my world unless I will it.
No, not a bit of it, old chap.
We just want to avoid a long
tiring walk, that's all.
Very well.
Come to me you shall.
Right. Now listen to me, everybody.
From now on you are to do
exactly as you are told.
Why? What's going to happen?
Now, Jo, please do as I ask.
Do exactly as I tell you.
Do you promise?
All right, I promise.
Good. Are you ready?
Stand by. Here we go.
VWORP
Do you think this trickery
will save you for long?
We have come to set you free...
What is this?
..on one condition.
I make the terms, Time Lords.
Omega, if you will send these people
back to where they came from,
we will stay and help you.
We think we have devised a way
of restoring your freedom to you.
What way?
I know now that you cannot
give me my freedom,
but you can keep me company
in the endless empty years
that lie ahead.
If you will both stay here willingly
and share my exile,
then I will spare your friends
and their universe.
We shall give you that promise,
Omega.
We will not attempt to leave
this world before you do.
You can't!
Jo, you promised.
Go, then, back to your planet.
Be gone.
And give thanks that Omega
is merciful.
Doctor, what shall we do?
Brigadier, I want all of you to
step through that column of smoke.
What?
Don't be alarmed.
It won't harm you.
On the contrary,
it will take you back home.
Please, Brigadier,
it's the only way.
I don't know what you're up to,
but...all right.
Now, Mr Ollis?
Not me.
I'm not going in there.
Dr Tyler?
Are you sure it's all right?
Yes, of course I'm sure.
Now, then, Mr Ollis.
Sergeant Benton.
Sir, I'd sooner Miss Grant...
Move, Benton.
Now, then, Miss Grant.
No! No, I want to stay
with the Doctor.
Jo, please.
Come on, Jo.
WHISPERS: Trust me.
You'll be all right.
Goodbye, Doctor.
Doctors.
So, brother Time Lords,
I have played your game.
Now it is your turn to play mine,
and there can be no escape
for any of us.
You are wrong, Omega.
You can have your freedom.
It is here.
What is this childish contraption?
The only freedom you can ever have.
Take it.
Take it, Omega.
OMEGA LAUGHS
Take it!
Commands?! You command me?!
This is my world!
I command!
And you pester me with trinkets!
Run!
Come on, quick.
Another source of energy.
Once again, Omega.
We're back!
Well, we certainly seem to be.
But we're really back.
But the Doctors.
Oh, I dare say they'll turn up
as usual.
SHE SOBS
Wonderful chap, both of him.
The TARDIS!
I told you he had no self-control.
How did you manage it?!
By the skin of our teeth.
Splendid.
Where's Mr Ollis?
What?
Where's Mr Ollis?
Back where he came from, I imagine.
So there you are. Omega's will was
like the tension in the elastic.
Once that will was broken,
all the bits of Earth, UNIT, etc,
just snapped back right into
their proper place.
But how come you turned up
in the TARDIS?
That was the proper place for us.
What was all that business
about the flute?
Well, as you know,
it accidentally fell into the
forcefield of the TARDIS,
so that when we were all
transformed into antimatter,
that was the only thing
that wasn't processed.
When Omega knocked it
out of our hands
and it fell out of the forcefield,
all the atoms and the anti-atoms
annihilated one another.
So big bang and the black hole
becomes a supernova.
Exactly.
Pity, though.
I think it had a lovely tone.
MONITOR: Everything OK?
Well, here we are, back safe
and sound. Quite a party.
Yes, well, the party's over now.
You young men and I
go back to our time zones.
Though considering the way
things have been going, well,
I shudder to think
what you'll do without me.
Goodbye.
Well, goodbye, everybody.
Goodbye.
It's been so nice to meet me.
Yes, I see what you mean.
I hope I don't meet me again.
Ah.
Now I've seen it all.
Pity.
He was so sweet.
Yes, wasn't I?
Yes, well, as far as I'm concerned,
Doctor,
one of you is enough.
More than enough.
Sergeant Benton?
Sir.
You and I'd better make a full
inventory of the HQ,
make sure everything's back
in place.
It's all got to be accounted for,
you know.
Sir?
Yes?
Well, excuse me, sir,
but, well, if anything IS missing,
where do we say it's gone?
Come along, Benton.
Well, I think I'd better
be on my way too.
Thank you for a fascinating trip,
Doctor.
Goodbye. Goodbye.
Goodbye, Jo. Goodbye.
I don't think I'll write it up
in the university journal.
Not if I want to keep my job.
What's the matter, Doctor?
Everything worked out all right,
didn't it?
Yes, for us.
I know what it is.
It's because you had to trick Omega.
I didn't exactly trick him.
I promised him his freedom
and I gave it to him.
The only freedom he could ever have.
What else could you do?
It was either him or everything.
VWORP
The Time Lords.
Look, they've sent me
a new dematerialisation circuit.
And my knowledge of time travel law
and all the dematerialisation codes,
they've all come back.
They've forgiven me.
They've given me back my freedom.
I suppose you'll be rushing off,
then.
No, not straight away, Jo.
Of course not.
I've got to build a new
forcefield generator first.
And where do you think you've been,
Arthur Ollis?
I've been worried sick about you,
I have.
Everybody's been searching.
Where have you been?
Soldiers looking for you. You didn't
come home for your dinner. Well?
You'd never believe me, woman.
Supper ready?
Luke must be having a banging time
in UNIT.
Oh, you would have loved
the Brigadier.
I met him.
I mean, he was retired by then,
but he helped Sarah Jane break into
the Black Archive
to deal with some alien
tag team trouble.
Like I said, the older you get,
the more people you miss.
Did you love him?
Who?
The Doctor. Your Doctor.
Oh, yes.
Oh, I loved him so much.
Not in the same way
that I loved Cliff,
although I wish the Doctor
was here now, you know,
helping me pick up the pieces.
I loved him the same way
that you loved Sarah Jane.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're right.
Of course I'm right.
I've lived too long.
I've seen too much to be wrong.
And that's why I'm telling you now,
you have got to tell her.
Tell who...what?
Oh, Clyde!
Don't play games with me.
I play a mean Hungry Hippo.
No! No, Clyde,
don't just joke this away.
We're not Time Lords.
Our time is short.
Don't waste it.
If you love Rani,
you just jolly well go and tell her.
How did you know?
Oh, my darling, I saw it every time
the two of you were together.
And I saw it again just now.
It hurts.
I know that love.
She's so busy, you know?
And what she does is important.
What do I do? I just...
I write daft comic book stories.
Oh, stories are important, Clyde.
We're made of stories,
and you're missing the most
important one of all.
Mine wasn't the Doctor,
it was Cliff.
My darling Clyde,
don't miss your story with Rani.
I don't know how.
You know, I...
I've just always been the joker.
Then tell her in a joke.
Oh, but tell her.
Our time together, that's
the most precious thing we have.
Don't waste it.
You're right.
SHE CHUCKLES
OK, I'm going to find her.
Yes.
Are you coming?
No.
No, I think I'll just stay here
a bit longer.
See what other memories
come to call.
Oh!
Take care.
The TARDIS will show you the way.
It always does.
Good luck, my darling.
VWORP
Oh, Clifford,
the Doctor brought us together once.
Oh, Jo.