BY: LOUIS MARKS
Part Two
Original Air Date: 4 October 1975
Running time: 22:30
PONTI: Nothing.
DE HAAN: I heard a scream.
PONTI: Who's the guard on this sector?
DE HAAN: O'Hara. There's no sign of him.
PONTI: Let's get some lights round here.
DE HAAN: Right. I'll go and look for him.
DOCTOR: All right, Sarah, I think it's gone. Are you all right? What's the matter?
SARAH: It's how I felt before, in the jungle. As though I was being drawn from my body.
DOCTOR: You've had a very narrow escape.
SARAH: What was it?
DOCTOR: I'm not sure yet, but I've got a very unpleasant theory.
SALAMAR: Everything's normal now.
VISHINSKY: Something caused that power drain. There was a temperature drop of four degrees.
PONTI: Controller!
VISHINSKY: Later, Ponti. We have a systems fault.
PONTI: I think the base is under att*ck, Controller.
SALAMAR: Under att*ck?
PONTI: We've heard something out there. And O'Hara seems to have disappeared. We need lights.
SALAMAR: Better check the prisoners, Vishinsky.
SALAMAR: As I thought.
VISHINSKY: I'll call the crew to alert.
SARAH: It's as if life was sucked out of him.
DOCTOR: Come on. I think we've been missed.
PONTI: Halt!
VISHINSKY: With the power drain, the magnetic lock must have failed.
SALAMAR: Obviously. But we still don't know what caused it.
SALAMAR: What is it?
PONTI: Something you should see for yourself, Controller. They've k*lled O'Hara.
SALAMAR: They must be recaptured and made to pay for this.
PONTI: We won't find them in this jungle.
SALAMAR: They won't escape. We'll launch the oculoid tracker at first light.
PONTI: Very good, Controller.
SALAMAR: Get Sorenson. I want him to see this.
VISHINSKY: He's under medicare in the probe.
SALAMAR: Bring him here immediately, Vishinsky. And I want a full bio-analysis on the cause of death.
VISHINSKY: All right.
SARAH: It's so dark.
DOCTOR: Just hang on.
SARAH: What's the matter?
DOCTOR: Nothing.
SARAH: Where are we going?
DOCTOR: Shush. Listen. It's coming this way.
SARAH: (quietly) That was lucky.
DOCTOR: Fortunately, time is on our side.
SARAH: Time?
DOCTOR: Yes. Night's candles are b*rned out and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountain top. Or something like that.
SARAH: Ah, you mean it's getting light.
DOCTOR: That's what Shakespeare meant.
SARAH: Doesn't it like daylight?
DOCTOR: That is the question.
SARAH: Oh, Doctor, where are you going?
VISHINSKY: Projectile chamber three, ignition procedures activate.
MORELLI (OOV.): Projectile chamber three activated. Oculoid function normal.
VISHINSKY: Launch attitude seven.
MORELLI (OOV.): Seven.
VISHINSKY: Telesystems on transverse sweep.
MORELLI (OOV.): Transverse sweep established.
VISHINSKY: Maintain ocular frequency.
MORELLI (OOV.): Ocular frequency is transmitting now.
VISHINSKY: Oculoid tracker launched.
SARAH: What was that, an elfin spirit of the forest?
DOCTOR: Some sort of surveillance device.
SARAH: Oh. At least we know we can't get lost.
DOCTOR: No. I met him once, you know.
SARAH: Who?
DOCTOR: Shakespeare. Charming fellow. Dreadful actor.
SARAH: Perhaps that's why he took up writing.
DOCTOR: Perhaps it was.
SALAMAR: You've seen the body?
SORENSON: All my party d*ed the same way. A type of total dehydration.
SALAMAR: I have the bio-analysis here. All the organs are undamaged. No contusions or evidence of pressure. Complete extraction of bodily fluids from tissue.
VISHINSKY: We've no w*apon in our technology that could produce such an effect.
SALAMAR: No, a heat w*apon would have produced external injuries. All the indications are that some very rapid form of freeze-drying occurred.
SORENSON: Isn't this irrelevant, Controller?
SALAMAR: Irrelevant?
SORENSON: I came to Zeta Minor to prove a theory that could save our civilisation. I've been successful. That's all that matters.
SALAMAR: Seven men have d*ed at the hands of these aliens.
SORENSON: There is more at stake here than seven lives. Our solar system is dependant upon a dying sun. I've discovered a new and inexhaustible source of energy. Rock formations on the fringe of the universe.
MORELLI: Controller, the oculoid tracker has located the prisoners.
SALAMAR: Order out the pursuit party.
PONTI: Right, Controller.
SORENSON: You're wasting time. My mineral samples must be loaded aboard and we must prepare for immediate take off.
SALAMAR: I am well aware of your high position in the science authorities, Professor, but this is a m*llitary expedition with m*llitary objectives. The manual says hostile alien forces must be searched out and liquidated. That operation is now in hand.
DOCTOR: Yes, this is it.
SARAH: Is this where the thing lives?
DOCTOR: No, it doesn't live anywhere. It just is.
SARAH: Uh oh. Doctor.
DOCTOR: Never mind about that. Look down there. What do you see?
SARAH: A pool.
DOCTOR: Look into it. Wouldn't you expect to see a reflection?
SARAH: There's nothing. What do you mean, this is it?
PONTI: Raise your hands over your heads. Search him.
DOCTOR: I can empty my own pockets, thank you.
PONTI: Put your hands over your heads.
DOCTOR: I've nothing up my sleeve, if that's what you mean.
PONTI: Search them both.
DOCTOR: Get back! Didn't you learn anything? You're tampering with the balance of nature on this planet in ways you don't understand. It may already be too late.
SORENSON: I want these canisters loaded carefully.
DE HAAN: What's in them?
SORENSON: Refined ore. Energy. I calculate that six pounds of this material in our own solar system would produce heat equivalent to the output of our own sun over a period of three centuries. Well, don't you understand, man? Full scale exploitation of this planet would provide us with perpetual energy in any quantity whenever we needed it. I've made the greatest discovery in scientific history.
DE HAAN: Do you need any of this other equipment, Professor?
SORENSON: You still don't understand the implications, do you. No, no, there's nothing here. The base can be abandoned.
VISHINSKY: The prisoners have cleared quarantine.
SALAMAR: Any weapons?
VISHINSKY: Our detectors revealed nothing. If they caused the deaths, they used some super-sensory process.
SALAMAR: It's not unknown for aliens to utilise such techniques. Bring them in.
VISHINSKY: Have the aliens brought in.
SALAMAR: Where's Sorenson?
VISHINSKY: Getting his samples aboard preparatory to launching.
SALAMAR: I've given no orders for a launching. There are seven deaths to be accounted for.
VISHINSKY: Sorenson has a lot of authority in high circles, Salamar. It may be unwise to antagonise him.
SALAMAR: He's still a civilian. m*llitary priorities take precedence.
VISHINSKY: Bring the prisoners forward.
DOCTOR: Prisoners? We're here to help. We're not prisoners.
SALAMAR: You are prisoners, and you are charged with diverse acts of w*r against the subjects of Morestra.
DOCTOR: Not guilty.
SARAH: This is ridiculous.
VISHINSKY: Silence.
DOCTOR: Do you have any idea of what you're up against on this planet?
SALAMAR: You will not respond to questions with counter-questions.
DOCTOR: If you won't allow us
VISHINSKY: Silence! You will have a chance to speak, Doctor.
DOCTOR: Thank you.
SALAMAR: This interrogation will be conducted in an orderly manner. Failure to comply will result in your immediate execution.
MORELLI: Radioactive reading just within our tolerance. What do they contain?
SORENSON: Mineral elements from the planet.
SALAMAR: Yesterday, you were found with the body of one of our scientists. Last night one of our guards d*ed and you were seen kneeling over him. Can you explain this?
DOCTOR: We had nothing to do with those deaths. They were brought about by your intrusion. Listen, now listen to me, please. Here on Zeta Minor is the boundary between existence as you know it and the other universe, which you just don't understand.
VISHINSKY: Other universe?
DOCTOR: Yes. From the beginning of time, it has existed side by side with the known universe. Each is the antithesis of the other. You call it nothing, a word to cover ignorance, then centuries ago scientists invented another word for it. Antimatter, they called it.
SALAMAR: Nonsense. Clever deception to cover their real motives.
VISHINSKY: I don't think so. Let him finish.
DOCTOR: And you, by coming here, have crossed the boundary into that other universe to plunder it. Dangerous.
SORENSON: Salamar. My mineral samples are aboard. It is getting dark. Prepare for the return journey.
DOCTOR: Mineral samples? Sorenson, you can't take any part of this planet with you.
SORENSON: That was the purpose of my expedition.
DOCTOR: But you can't!
SALAMAR: Get them out of here. I'll deal with them later.
DOCTOR: Sorenson, if you don't listen to me, you'll never leave this planet.
SALAMAR: Now look, Sorenson. I'm aware of your position, but I am in command of this probe and I decide when it takes off. Do you understand?
SORENSON: What did he mean, we'll never leave this planet?
SARAH: Do you ever get tired of being pushed around?
DOCTOR: Frequently.
SARAH: We could get in the TARDIS and disappear.
DOCTOR: No, no. It's tempting to let them go ahead and destroy themselves. The trouble is, they wouldn't be the only ones.
SARAH: How do you mean?
DOCTOR: Cataclysm.
SARAH: The Big Bang?
DOCTOR: Yes. The end of the universe.
SARAH: What's that?
DOCTOR: Do you remember the rocks around the pool?
SARAH: Mmm. They were sort of a brownish colour.
DOCTOR: This is a concentrated form.
SARAH: It's changing colour!
SARAH: What are you doing? What are you doing?
DOCTOR: It's just an idea.
SARAH: It's the compression units. They're preparing to launch!
DOCTOR: Fools. Do they really think they'll be allowed to leave with this on board?
VISHINSKY: Pressurisation complete. Cyclostimulators activate.
MORELLI: Activated.
VISHINSKY: Power jets to lock in positions.
MORELLI: Locked.
VISHINSKY: Gyrostabilisers, activate.
MORELLI: Activated.
VISHINSKY: Prepare for final ignition. Ten, nine, eight
MORELLI: Pressurisation falling. Cyclostimulators not responding.
SALAMAR: Activate secondary launch units.
MORELLI: Cycle complete.
VISHINSKY: Secondary launch units activated.
SALAMAR: I don't understand.
VISHINSKY: What's gone wrong?
MORELLI: Emergency power units inoperative. Main and secondary circuits failing.
SALAMAR: Cancel ignition.
VISHINSKY: It doesn't make sense.
SORENSON: Look!
SALAMAR: What is it?
VISHINSKY: It's going to att*ck the ship!
SORENSON: Energy. Pure energy in physical form. It's incredible!
VISHINSKY: Operate the forcefield barrier.
SALAMAR: Get the alien prisoners up here. I think that thing's got something to do with them.
MORELLI: The barrier won't work. There's not enough power!
SALAMAR: Get out there and stop it.
DOCTOR: You've sent those men to their deaths. Use the forcefield barrier.
VISHINSKY: It won't work.
DOCTOR: Then link it to the atomic accelerator.
MORELLI: It's too dangerous.
DOCTOR: Link the forcefield to the atomic accelerator!
VISHINSKY: We've got to try it, Salamar. Give the order!
SALAMAR: Do it.
MORELLI: Linked.
VISHINSKY: Forcefield barrier.
VISHINSKY: Thank you, Doctor.
SALAMAR: All right, tell us what you know about that.
DOCTOR: Sorenson, you're a scientist. Surely you appreciate the dangers of moving material from one dimension to another.
SORENSON: That was the whole purpose of my expedition.
DOCTOR: You're tampering with hideously dangerous forces.
SALAMAR: But it's gone.
DOCTOR: Yes, for the moment. But while those mineral samples remain on board, it'll always come back.
VISHINSKY: Are you saying we can't take off?
DOCTOR: Unless you abandon those canisters, yes.
SORENSON: But we need those mineral samples.
DOCTOR: Why?
SORENSON: Our sun is dying. By taking material from this planet, we can refuel it and save our civilisation.
DOCTOR: I'm afraid that isn't the solution. You must find an alternative energy source.
SALAMAR: So if we jettison those canisters we can take off?
DOCTOR: As long as your intention to leave as you came, empty-handed, is made clear.
VISHINSKY: But how do we communicate that intention?
DOCTOR: Through me. I'm not entirely without influence, but it will take time.
SALAMAR: Very well. But the girl will stay here. You may go.
SORENSON: But
DOCTOR: Alone. I must go alone.
SARAH: Doctor.
DOCTOR: Yes, I know. I'll take care.
SALAMAR: Launch the oculoid tracker. I want his movements followed.
DOCTOR: No!
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The Doctor
Tom Baker
Sarah Jane Smith
Elisabeth Sladen
Vishinsky
Ewen Solon
Sorenson
Frederick Jaeger
Salamar
Prentis Hancock
Morelli
Michael Wisher
De Haan
Graham Weston
Ponti
Louis Mahoney
Braun
Terence Brook
Baldwin
Tony McEwan
O'Hara
Haydn Wood
Reig
Melvyn Bedford
Writer
Louis Marks
Director
David Maloney
Designer
Roger Murray-Leach
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Script Editor
Robert Holmes
Assistant Floor Manager
Karilyn Collier
Costumes
Andrew Rose
Film Cameraman
Stan Speel, Kenneth McMillan
Film Editor
M A C Adams
Incidental Music
Dudley Simpson
Make-Up
Jenny Shircore
Production Assistant
Malachy Shaw Jones
Production Unit Manager
Janet Radenkovic
Special Sounds
Peter Howell
Studio Lighting
Brian Clemett
Studio Sound
Tony Millier, Brendan Shaw
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Title Music
Ron Grainer
Visual Effects
Dave Havard
Tom Baker
Sarah Jane Smith
Elisabeth Sladen
Vishinsky
Ewen Solon
Sorenson
Frederick Jaeger
Salamar
Prentis Hancock
Morelli
Michael Wisher
De Haan
Graham Weston
Ponti
Louis Mahoney
Braun
Terence Brook
Baldwin
Tony McEwan
O'Hara
Haydn Wood
Reig
Melvyn Bedford
Writer
Louis Marks
Director
David Maloney
Designer
Roger Murray-Leach
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Script Editor
Robert Holmes
Assistant Floor Manager
Karilyn Collier
Costumes
Andrew Rose
Film Cameraman
Stan Speel, Kenneth McMillan
Film Editor
M A C Adams
Incidental Music
Dudley Simpson
Make-Up
Jenny Shircore
Production Assistant
Malachy Shaw Jones
Production Unit Manager
Janet Radenkovic
Special Sounds
Peter Howell
Studio Lighting
Brian Clemett
Studio Sound
Tony Millier, Brendan Shaw
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Title Music
Ron Grainer
Visual Effects
Dave Havard