BY: CHRISTOPHER H. BIDMEAD
Part Four
First Air Date: 21 March 1981
Running time: 25:10
DOCTOR: Monitor? He's gone.
MASTER: You do realise he's no chance of survival without our help?
DOCTOR: The Monitor wouldn't abandon us.
MASTER: He's trying to salvage the research team's work. He must have gone to the Central Register, yes?
DOCTOR: Yes, maybe. It was the last addition to Logopolis. It might be the last one to survive. We need his knowledge. Come on.
ADRIC: We all want to help the Doctor, but we've got to do as he says.
TEGAN: Listen. The Doctor's my ticket back to London Airport, so I'm going after him.
ADRIC: Tegan!
TEGAN: Have a nice trip.
DOCTOR: The rot is spilling outwards into the universe from this point after eons of constraint. Come on. Let's collect the Monitor and get out.
MASTER: In my TARDIS?
DOCTOR: There's no other way.
MASTER: You're assuming a lot, aren't you, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Yes, aren't I.
DOCTOR: Monitor?
MASTER: Logopolitan maths on a computer?
DOCTOR: Monitor, the stability of
MONITOR: This is the programme we were developing to take the burden from our own shoulders. A series of data statements to keep the Charged Vacuum Emboitments open of their own accord.
DOCTOR: What, do you mean the advanced research project?
MONITOR: The computer holds a complete log of the research.
MASTER: Then the answer's here.
MONITOR: Take care. The research is far from complete.
DOCTOR: Monitor, were you on the right track? You must tell us about the project in every detail.
MONITOR: There is nothing to tell. It's all there for you to read. Now, I must get on with my work.
TEGAN: Doctor! Doctor!
MONITOR: I've done what I can, with the Registry in ruins. We must now realign the aerial, beam the programme out to space. There is a CVE close by we might still be able to re-open.
TEGAN: Doctor!
DOCTOR: Yes.
TEGAN: Doctor.
DOCTOR: Tegan, I told you to get out of here.
TEGAN: No thanks, Doctor. I'm staying with you. You're the only insurance policy I've got.
DOCTOR: As safe as houses, eh?
MASTER: Doctor, we must form a plan. I propose one, we withdraw to a position of temporary security. Two, we reconfigure our two TARDISes into time cone inverters. Three, we create a stable safe zone by applying temporal inversion isometry to as much of space-time as we can isolate.
TEGAN: Look!
MASTER: Horrible.
TEGAN: Hardly more horrible than shrinking people.
MASTER: No. Do what you like, Doctor. Logopolis is yours.
TEGAN: Doctor, stop him. He's getting away.
DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, listen. Reconfigure the two TARDISes into time cone inverters? It would work. What a brilliant mind.
TEGAN: And what a waste of two more brilliant minds if we don't do something soon.
DOCTOR: The Monitor's programme. You can help me.
TEGAN: I can?
DOCTOR: Yes. I want this in pieces.
DOCTOR: As I thought.
TEGAN: What?
DOCTOR: Bubble memory.
TEGAN: Bubble memory.
DOCTOR: Yes. You realise what this means?
TEGAN: No, as a matter of fact I don't, Doctor.
DOCTOR: Bubble memory is non-volatile. Remove the power and the bit patterns are still retained in tiny magnetic domains in these chips. The research team's final project is still here.
TEGAN: Which would be great if we had a computer to run it on.
DOCTOR: I've an idea where we could find one. On Earth.
TEGAN: Earth.
TEGAN: Earth?
DOCTOR: Yes. The Master's TARDIS. Come on.
ADRIC: He's unsetting the coordinates. He's disconnecting the entire coordinate subsystem. But he can't do that. No!
NYSSA: What's the matter?
ADRIC: Down!
NYSSA: What's happening?
ADRIC: We're being taken right out of time and space.
DOCTOR: One good lift deserves another, don't you think?
MASTER: I'm very grateful.
DOCTOR: Earth, please.
ADRIC: We're hovering.
NYSSA: Outside space and time.
ADRIC: But the TARDIS isn't supposed to do that.
NYSSA: We seem to be safe.
ADRIC: Safe. Yes. The Doctor told the Watcher to look after us.
NYSSA: I'd rather be with the Doctor.
MASTER: The Pharos computer room.
DOCTOR: Yes. I envy you your TARDIS, Master.
MASTER: Excellent, Doctor. Envy is the beginning of all true greatness.
DOCTOR: Shush.
DOCTOR: No!
MASTER: It's the lightspeed overdrive, Doctor. You'll need that to accelerate the signal from the transmitter.
DOCTOR: I'm so sorry. I thought you meant to sh**t him.
MASTER: Oh, Doctor. You can explain.
DOCTOR: Yes.
DOCTOR: Ahem. Good morning. Good evening.
DOCTOR: He's unconscious.
MASTER: Never mind. I feel we've been spared a very difficult conversation.
ADRIC: When all this began, the Doctor wanted to reconfigure the TARDIS so it'd work like the Master's.
NYSSA: What's wrong with it?
ADRIC: It's getting old.
NYSSA: Entropy again. You can't get away from it.
ADRIC: He wants to talk to us.
NYSSA: To you.
MASTER: What makes you think this programme of the Monitor's is going to work, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Oh, I don't know. It's a sort of vague faith in the nature of things, I suppose.
MASTER: It's in the very nature of things for entropy to win.
DOCTOR: Yes, well, it's the age-old battle, isn't it? Entropy versus structure. Still, while there's life there's six of one and half a dozen of the other.
MASTER: Woolly thinking, Doctor.
DOCTOR: Yes, but very comforting when worn next to the skin.
NYSSA: Well, what did he want? What did he say to you?
ADRIC: It's as if he knows what's going to happen.
NYSSA: But what did he say to you, Adric?
ADRIC: Come on, we've got work to do.
NYSSA: But where are we going?
ADRIC: The Pharos Project on Earth. Now, I've got to set the exact coordinates. Earth is in sector eighty twenty three of the third quadrant. The temporal settings are laid in on this panel. It always looks so easy when the Doctor does it.
NYSSA: Adric, the scanner. Adric.
ADRIC: The whole universe. Of course. We're beyond space and time.
NYSSA: That must be the entropy field. Where's the Earth?
ADRIC: I can't see it.
NYSSA: It's there.
ADRIC: Earth's galaxy has a few more hours left.
NYSSA: Adric, I can't see Traken.
ADRIC: Traken should be
NYSSA: I can't even see Metulla Orionsis. The Master k*lled my stepmother, and then my father, and now the world that I grew up in, blotted out forever.
TEGAN: The dawn's coming up. There are security guards outside.
DOCTOR: Any good?
MASTER: It's still not running. The programme's useless. It's time to abandon this line of reasoning.
DOCTOR: Of course. The programme's not being fed into the core.
MASTER: Well?
DOCTOR: We start again.
ADRIC: Right, hold on. We're going back.
ADRIC: Now!
NYSSA: Just like Logopolis.
ADRIC: The Earth people use it to beam messages to the stars. The Doctor calls it reiterated invitation to alien intelligences in deep space.
NYSSA: And that's us.
ADRIC: So they'll be very pleased to see us.
DOCTOR: It's running.
MASTER: If you call this alien gibberish a programme.
DOCTOR: Well, we'll just have to wait until the data reaches the CVE.
MASTER: First we must reach the transmitter and connect up the light speed overdrive.
DOCTOR: Yes.
TEGAN: What about the guards?
DOCTOR: I suggest we use your TARDIS.
MASTER: Impossible. The light speed overdrive's disconnected.
DOCTOR: We've still got to get across to the antenna control room.
MASTER: I agree.
TEGAN: I agree too, for what it's worth.
DOCTOR: Good.
GUARD: Intruders! After them!
MASTER: Sentimental fool. Thanks to you, we're now weaponless.
ADRIC: Nyssa and I have heard your message across the universe and have come to answer your call.
GUARD: Message? What? Now who are you?
NYSSA: We are the alien beings who
TEGAN: Listen. Here, you fellows, you've got this all topsy turvy.
MASTER: From here, Charged Vacuum Emboitment is in line with the constellation Cassiopeia.
DOCTOR: Three C four six one.
MASTER: I decided to use my TARDIS after all. Three C four six one. Three zero four four.
MASTER: You see, Doctor, I overlook nothing.
DOCTOR: You overlooked the light speed overdrive.
MASTER: I gave you this to demonstrate my trust.
DOCTOR: Thank you.
DOCTOR: What?
MASTER: But I don't take foolish risks. The real light speed overdrive is here.
DOCTOR: What? And powered up, I see.
MASTER: We have only to connect this cable from the computer room and the job is done. The aerial's now aligned to the CVE. As you devised the plan, I think the honour should be yours, Doctor.
MASTER: Peoples of the universe, please attend carefully. The message that follows is vital to the future of you all.
MASTER: Well?
DOCTOR: The data's reached the CVE. It's stabilising.
MASTER: So it works. Congratulations, Doctor. I always knew you'd do it.
DOCTOR: You did most of this.
MASTER: Oh, no. I was little more than a humble assistant, but I have learned a great deal. And now I think it's time for you to go and explain the presence of your friends. There's quite a hubbub outside.
DOCTOR: You're quite right. One mistake now could ruin everything.
MASTER: I know that, Doctor, and it could happen so easily.
DOCTOR: What do you mean?
MASTER: The universe is hanging on a thread. A single recursive pulse down that cable and the CVE would close forever. Even a humble assistant could do it.
DOCTOR: You're mad!
MASTER (OOV.): Peoples of the universe, please attend carefully. The message that follows is vital to the future of you all. The choice for you all is simple. A continued existence under my guidance, or total annihilation. At the time of speaking, the
DOCTOR: Blackmail.
MASTER: No, Doctor, I'm merely reporting the state of affairs. I have it in my power now to save them or destroy them.
DOCTOR: You're utterly mad.
MASTER: Back, Doctor. The proceedings must not be interrupted. It's mine. The CVE. It's all mine.
DOCTOR: Only while that cable holds.
MASTER: Predictable as ever, Doctor.
DALEK: Doctor.
CAPTAIN: (Pirate Planet) Doctor.
CYBERMAN: Doctor.
DAVROS: Doctor.
SONTARAN: Doctor.
ZYGON: Doctor.
BLACK GUARDIAN: Doctor, you shall die for this!
NYSSA: Doctor?
TEGAN: Doctor?
SARAH: Doctor?
HARRY: Doctor.
BRIGADIER: Doctor.
LEELA: Doctor.
K9: Doctor.
ROMANA 1: Doctor.
ROMANA 2: Doctor.
ADRIC: Doctor. Doctor!
DOCTOR: It's the end. But the moment has been prepared for.
ADRIC: The Watcher.
NYSSA: He was the Doctor all the time.
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The Doctor
Tom Baker
The Doctor
Peter Davison
Adric
Matthew Waterhouse
Tegan Jovanka
Janet Fielding
Nyssa
Sarah Sutton
The Monitor
John Fraser
The Master
Anthony Ainley
Vanessa
Dolore Whiteman
Detective Inspector
Tom Georgeson
Security Guard
Christopher Hurst
Writer
Christopher H. Bidmead
Assistant Floor Manager
Val McCrimmon
Costumes
June Hudson
Designer
Malcolm Thornton
Executive Producer
Barry Letts
Film Cameraman
Peter Hall
Film Editor
Paul Humfress
Incidental Music
Paddy Kingsland
Make-Up
Dorka Nieradzik
Production Associate
Angela Smith
Production Manager
Margot Hayhoe
Script Editor
Christopher H. Bidmead
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Studio Lighting
Henry Barber
Studio Sound
John Holmes
Visual Effects
John Horton
Producer
John Nathan-Turner
Director
Peter Grimwade
Tom Baker
The Doctor
Peter Davison
Adric
Matthew Waterhouse
Tegan Jovanka
Janet Fielding
Nyssa
Sarah Sutton
The Monitor
John Fraser
The Master
Anthony Ainley
Vanessa
Dolore Whiteman
Detective Inspector
Tom Georgeson
Security Guard
Christopher Hurst
Writer
Christopher H. Bidmead
Assistant Floor Manager
Val McCrimmon
Costumes
June Hudson
Designer
Malcolm Thornton
Executive Producer
Barry Letts
Film Cameraman
Peter Hall
Film Editor
Paul Humfress
Incidental Music
Paddy Kingsland
Make-Up
Dorka Nieradzik
Production Associate
Angela Smith
Production Manager
Margot Hayhoe
Script Editor
Christopher H. Bidmead
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Studio Lighting
Henry Barber
Studio Sound
John Holmes
Visual Effects
John Horton
Producer
John Nathan-Turner
Director
Peter Grimwade