by: Terry Nation
Part Six
Original Air Date: 12 April 1975
Running time: 23:30
SARAH: Get it off! Get it off!
SARAH: What are you waiting for?
DOCTOR: Just touch these two strands together and the Daleks are finished. Have I that right?
SARAH: To destroy the Daleks? You can't doubt it.
DOCTOR: Well, I do. You see, some things could be better with the Daleks. Many future worlds will become allies just because of their fear of the Daleks.
SARAH: But it isn't like that.
DOCTOR: But the final responsibility is mine, and mine alone. Listen, if someone who knew the future pointed out a child to you and told you that that child would grow up totally evil, to be a ruthless dictator who would destroy millions of lives, could you then k*ll that child?
SARAH: We're talking about the Daleks, the most evil creatures ever invented. You must destroy them. You must complete your mission for the Time Lords.
DOCTOR: Do I have the right? Simply touch one wire against the other and that's it. The Daleks cease to exist. Hundreds of millions of people, thousands of generations can live without fear, in peace, and never even know the word Dalek.
SARAH: Then why wait? If it was a disease or some sort of bacteria you were destroying, you wouldn't hesitate.
DOCTOR: But I k*ll, wipe out a whole intelligent lifeform, then I become like them. I'd be no better than the Daleks.
SARAH: Think of all the suffering there'll be if you don't do it.
GHARMAN: Doctor! Doctor, I've been looking everywhere for you. Davros has agreed to our terms.
HARRY: He submitted?
GHARMAN: He did, but he asked only one thing. That he might be allowed to address a meeting of all the Elite, scientific and m*llitary.
DOCTOR: He's going to put a case?
GHARMAN: Yes, but a vote will be taken. It's a foregone conclusion. There'll be a complete landslide against any further development of the Daleks. We've won.
DOCTOR: I'm grateful to you, Gharman. More grateful than I can tell you.
GHARMAN: The meeting's about to begin. Will you come?
DOCTOR: Yes.
GHARMAN: Everybody is here, Davros.
DAVROS: The issues are simple and clear cut. I have given my life's work to the survival of our race. The travel machine I designed, the Dalek, will give the creature into which we will mutate its only possibility of continued existence.
GHARMAN: But you have deviated from that intention. You have introduced genetic changes that will alter the mutation into a creature without morals and without ethics.
DAVROS: I have introduced aggression, without which no race can survive.
GHARMAN: But aggression without a conscience.
DAVROS: History will show that cooperation between different species is impossible. One race must survive all others, and to do this it must dominate. Ruthlessly.
DAVROS: Now I intend that when all the bickering and battling is over, the supreme victor shall be our race, the Daleks.
DAVROS: At this very moment, the production lines stand ready, totally automated, fully programmed. The Daleks are no longer dependant on us. The machinery is ready. They are a power in their own right. If any one of you would destroy everything that we have ever achieved, then here is a destruct button.
DAVROS: Press it, and you will destroy this bunker and everything in it. Only this room will remain. Press it and you will wipe out our entire race, destroy the Daleks forever. Which of you will do it?
DAVROS: You are men without courage. You have lost your right to survive.
HARRY: (quietly) The Time Ring isn't here, Doctor.
DOCTOR: (quietly) What?
HARRY: (quietly) The Time Ring, it's not here.
DAVROS: (quietly) Good. We have achieved the delay we needed. Wait a few minutes then check that everything is ready.
GHARMAN: You have heard Davros' case. What he has not made clear is that there is another way.
DAVROS: There is no other way!
GHARMAN: Production of the Dalek can continue. We can destroy the genetically conditioned creatures and allow the mutation to follow its own course. Our race will survive if it deserves to survive, but let it have all the strengths and weaknesses that we have. Compassion and hate. Let it do good things and evil. But we cannot let it become an unfeeling, heartless machine. That is our choice. Now, we must decide.
DOCTOR: (quietly) We've got to find that Time Ring.
SARAH: (quietly) Doctor.
DOCTOR: (quietly) Good girl, Sarah. Now all we need is the tape recording, so keep an eye on Nyder.
DAVROS: You've heard our cases. I will give you two minutes to decide. Then you must answer not only to me, but to the future.
DALEK: Advance.
BETTAN: Right, bring out the expl*sives. Now, lay the charges on each of these main carriers. One charge for each beam should be enough. Are you quite sure this is the only way into the bunker?
SEVRIN: Well, the only other way was from the Kaled dome, and your w*r rocket caved that it. It can never be cleared.
BETTAN: If we do the same here, we'll entomb the Daleks and those who created them.
SEVRIN: But Sarah and the Doctor are inside. You'll give them a chance to get clear, won't you?
BETTAN: I must blow the roof as soon as the charges are laid. I can't delay. If the Daleks find out what we are doing and att*ck, I don't have enough men or arms to stand them off.
SEVRIN: How long?
BETTAN: Thirty minutes, perhaps less.
SEVRIN: Then I must get inside and try and warn them.
BETTAN: That's up to you. But you must understand. If you're not back, I must go on. You'll die in there with them.
SEVRIN: I understand.
BETTAN: I'll give you what time I can.
SEVRIN: Right.
DAVROS: You have had ample time to decide. Those who would remain loyal to me and to the future of our race, move forward and stand at my side.
DAVROS: No more? Kravos, will you betray me?
DOCTOR: Now I wonder where Nyder's going at such a crucial moment.
HARRY: I think we ought to find out.
DOCTOR: So do I. Let's go.
DAVROS: Kravos, I saved your life once. In your chest is a tiny instrument which I designed. It keeps your heart b*ating. Will you now turn that heart against me?
DOCTOR: Now where are you going in such a hurry?
NYDER: Davros has lost. I am getting away while I can.
DOCTOR: Oh. Somehow that just doesn't ring true.
SARAH: Why didn't you just join the other side?
DOCTOR: Now that's a good question. Do you have a good answer? Evidently not. Well then, let's try something else. That tape recording you took, where is it?
NYDER: It's put away in a safe in Davros' office.
DOCTOR: Shall we go and see?
NYDER: Down here.
DOCTOR: Now, be reasonable and open it for us.
NYDER: Only Davros knows the combination.
HARRY: Come on, Nyder, you can do better than that.
SARAH: Perhaps he's telling the truth.
DOCTOR: Oh, no, no. On the contrary. Now, Davros can't rise from his chair, correct?
NYDER: Well?
DOCTOR: And he has the use of only one hand, this hand. (the right one) And Davros never goes anywhere without you, Nyder. So you must open the safe for him. Open it for us.
DOCTOR: Thank you. Now let's destroy it.
SARAH: Er, how about this?
DOCTOR: How very apt. A Dalek g*n.
DOCTOR: There.
DOCTOR: He's not important.
SARAH: What?
DOCTOR: We've got the Time Ring, we've destroyed the tape and Davros' power is broken.
SARAH: What about the Daleks that are already operational?
DOCTOR: Oh, I think we can leave Gharman to destroy them.
HARRY: That means we can leave, then.
DOCTOR: Yes, all we've got to do is touch the Time Ring.
DOCTOR: Ah. I must have dropped it in the struggle in the corridor.
SARAH: Well now we've got to get out of here.
BETTAN: How many more charges to go on?
MAN: Only four more.
BETTAN: Won't take long. It doesn't give them much time. All right, carry on.
DOCTOR: Even the sonic screwdriver won't open this door.
SARAH: Doctor.
DOCTOR: Huh?
SARAH: Why is it going on so long?
DOCTOR: Who knows. It's out of character for Davros to submit quite so easily.
DAVROS: This is your last chance. Move to join me now or suffer the consequences.
GHARMAN: Why don't you just accept the fact that you have lost. It's over for you, Davros.
DAVROS: Do you believe that I would let a lifetime's work be ended by the will of spineless fools like you? You have won nothing. I allowed this charade to be played out for one reason only. To find those men who were truly loyal to me and to discover those who would betray me! (Dalek-like) We, I will go on!
GHARMAN: You are insane, Davros.
DAVROS: Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!
KRAVOS: Stop this, Davros. You must stop them!
SARAH: Sevrin!
SEVRIN: I haven't got much time. The Thals have set the expl*sives at the entrance. They'll detonate as soon as they're ready.
SARAH: What?
DOCTOR: Give me a moment to find the Time Ring.
DOCTOR: Ah! Good. Let's go. Back, back!
DOCTOR: Back!
SEVRIN: We're not far from the main entrance. If we can get through the next section, we'll be safe.
DOCTOR: Sarah, take this.
DOCTOR: Sevrin, lead them to the main entrance. Get them out of here.
SEVRIN: Right.
SARAH: What are you going to do?
DOCTOR: I'm going back to the incubator room. This time I'm going to blow it up.
SARAH: Let us come with you.
DOCTOR: No! Get out of here. Hurry. Now, go on.
DAVROS: Dispose of the traitor's bodies. The Daleks will assume all m*llitary duties necessary for the security of the bunker. As for us, work will commence as soon as possible on the improvement of every aspect of Dalek design.
NYDER: Davros, the prisoners I locked away in your office have escaped.
DAVROS: They must be found. Seek out the prisoners and exterminate.
DALEK: We obey.
MAN: That's the last one in position.
BETTAN: Right. Prepare to detonate.
BETTAN: Oh, I'd given up hope. Now quickly, move away. We're about to detonate.
SARAH: No, you can't, not yet.
HARRY: You must wait.
SARAH: The Doctor's still inside.
SEVRIN: A few minutes, please.
SARAH: Please.
BETTAN: All right, a few minutes. But if there's the least indication of the Daleks moving up that corridor, then I detonate.
MAN: We're getting a picture on one of these scanners.
DAVROS [on screen]: Send a patrol of Daleks to the main entrance. This will remain an area of maximum security.
DALEK [on screen]: I obey.
BETTAN: That's it. I can't wait any longer. Some of you get those doors closed. The rest of you move away.
HARRY: One more minute, please.
BETTAN: I'm sorry.
DAVROS: The automated Dalek production line has been started. I gave no such order. Who did?
DALEK: I gave the command.
DAVROS: You will perform no function unless ordered by me. You will obey only my commands. The production line is to be halted immediately. You heard my order. Obey! Obey! Nyder.
NYDER: Yes, Davros.
DALEK: Production will continue.
BETTAN: Fire.
SARAH: No, wait! He's coming! He's coming!
SARAH: Quickly!
BETTAN: Now!
DAVROS: You must obey me! I created you! I am the master, not you. I! I! I!
DALEK: Our programming does not permit to acknowledge that any creature is superior to the Daleks.
DAVROS: You cannot exist without me. You cannot progress.
DALEK: We are programmed to survive. We have the ability to develop in any way necessary to ensure that survival.
DALEK 2: Main exit blocked by expl*si*n for a length of at least one thousand yards.
SARAH: The incubator room, were you able to do anything?
DOCTOR: Yes, with a little help from a Dalek. But I'm afraid I've only delayed them for a short time. Perhaps a thousand years.
SARAH: What?
DOCTOR: In the total time scale, no more than that.
HARRY: Look.
DALEK: All inferior creatures are to be considered the enemy of the Daleks and destroyed.
DAVROS: No, wait! Those men are scientists. They can help you. Let them live. Have pity!
DALEK: Pity? I have no understanding of the word. It is not registered in my vocabulary bank. Exterminate!
DAVROS: For the last time, I am your creator! You must, you will obey me!
DALEK: We obey no one. We are the superior beings.
DALEK: Exterminate!
DALEK: We are entombed, but we live on. This is only the beginning. We will prepare. We will grow stronger. When the time is right, we will emerge and take our rightful place as the supreme power of the universe!
DOCTOR: Goodbye, Bettan.
BETTAN: Goodbye, Harry.
DOCTOR: Sevrin.
SARAH: Thank you, Sevrin.
DOCTOR: Goodbye. Thank you.
DOCTOR: Hands on the Time Ring.
SARAH: You don't seem too disappointed. We've failed, haven't we?
DOCTOR (OOV.): Failed? No, not really. You see, I know that although the Daleks will create havoc and destruction for millions of years, I know also that out of their evil must come something good.
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The Doctor
Tom Baker
Sarah Jane Smith
Elisabeth Sladen
Harry Sullivan
Ian Marter
Davros
Michael Wisher
Nyder
Peter Miles
Sevrin
Stephen Yardley
Bettan
Harriet Philpin
Gharman
Dennis Chinnery
Ronson
James Garbutt
Ravon
Guy Siner
Gerrill
Jeremy Chandler
Tane
Drew Wood
Kravos
Andrew Johns
Kavell
Tom Georgeson
Mogran
Ivor Roberts
Kaled Leader
Richard Reeves
Kaled Guard
Peter Mantle
Thal Politician
Michael Lynch
Thal Soldiers
Pat Gorman
Hilary Minster
John Gleeson
Thal Guard
Max Faulkner
Daleks
John Scott Martin
Cy Town
Keith Ashley
Dalek Voices
Roy Skelton
Time Lord
John Franklyn-Robbins
Writer
Terry Nation
Studio Lighting
Duncan Brown
Assistant Floor Manager
Karilyn Collier
Film Cameraman
Elmer Cossey
Production Assistant
Rosemary Crowson
Visual Effects
Peter Day
Davros Mask
John Friedlander
Production Unit Manager
George Gallaccio
Title Music
Ron Grainer and the BBC Radiophonic Workshop
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Make-Up
Sylvia James
Costumes
Barbara Kidd
Studio Sound
Tony Millier
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Incidental Music
Dudley Simpson
Designer
David Spode
Film Editor
Larry Toft
Script Editor
Robert Holmes
Director
David Maloney
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Tom Baker
Sarah Jane Smith
Elisabeth Sladen
Harry Sullivan
Ian Marter
Davros
Michael Wisher
Nyder
Peter Miles
Sevrin
Stephen Yardley
Bettan
Harriet Philpin
Gharman
Dennis Chinnery
Ronson
James Garbutt
Ravon
Guy Siner
Gerrill
Jeremy Chandler
Tane
Drew Wood
Kravos
Andrew Johns
Kavell
Tom Georgeson
Mogran
Ivor Roberts
Kaled Leader
Richard Reeves
Kaled Guard
Peter Mantle
Thal Politician
Michael Lynch
Thal Soldiers
Pat Gorman
Hilary Minster
John Gleeson
Thal Guard
Max Faulkner
Daleks
John Scott Martin
Cy Town
Keith Ashley
Dalek Voices
Roy Skelton
Time Lord
John Franklyn-Robbins
Writer
Terry Nation
Studio Lighting
Duncan Brown
Assistant Floor Manager
Karilyn Collier
Film Cameraman
Elmer Cossey
Production Assistant
Rosemary Crowson
Visual Effects
Peter Day
Davros Mask
John Friedlander
Production Unit Manager
George Gallaccio
Title Music
Ron Grainer and the BBC Radiophonic Workshop
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Make-Up
Sylvia James
Costumes
Barbara Kidd
Studio Sound
Tony Millier
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Incidental Music
Dudley Simpson
Designer
David Spode
Film Editor
Larry Toft
Script Editor
Robert Holmes
Director
David Maloney
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe