Doctor Who (1963) s15e24 Episode Script
The Invasion of Time, Part Four
( DOCTOR WHO THEME) K9? (ON PA) K9, this is no time to be enjoying yourself, all right? Absorption of data most satisfactory, master.
Good.
Take this.
I could try it myself, but they'd be sure to find out.
Come on, K9.
Easy, easy, easy.
Steady now.
-Primary circuits locked in.
-Good.
-Commencing secondary feed.
-Excellent.
Ah, Andred.
I've got something for you.
A little surprise.
In the name of liberty and honour, I sentence you to death, traitor.
Don't point that thing at me.
I am the President, you know.
You owe me a little respect.
Stun him, K9.
Good dog.
Well, don't just stand there.
Reconnect! Commencing reconnection.
Arrest Commander Andred and his guards.
If they resist, kill them.
Yes, sir.
VARDAN 1: There is something wrong? Nothing my guards cannot deal with, honoured sir.
A minor infringement of discipline.
You are right.
Lack of discipline cannot be tolerated.
Come on, K9.
Come on.
(K9 WHIRRING) Die, traitor.
Not now, can't you see I'm busy? It won't work in here.
It's a patrol staser.
It doesn't operate, you see? Not in a relative-dimensional stabiliser field.
What treachery are you attempting now? A rather more effective treachery than yours, I hope.
Now, look.
You're surrounded.
There's no way you can leave this craft and live.
-Didn't you hear me? -I heard.
K9? I'm going out for a few moments.
I'll rely on you.
And, you, don't touch anything.
Goodbye, Doctor.
What's going on out here? -They were trying to assassinate you.
-What? -Did you have to kill them all? -Yes.
I see.
Lord President, I don't think you understand the seriousness of the situation.
But I assure you, I do, I do.
Someone's made an attempt on my life, and you let the ringleader escape.
-Ringleader, sir? -Yes, your own commander, Andred.
Don't worry, sir.
He won't get far.
I hope not.
You get after him before he tries again.
Yes, sir.
No way to go out there and leave.
I've got news for you.
-What? -You're stuck here.
-What? -Your pitiful attempt at revolution has failed.
-You're lying.
-I'm the living proof I'm not.
I don't know what they teach you at the Academy these days, but if you can't pull off a simple palace revolution, what can you pull off, hmm? I don't believe you.
(DOCTOR SCOFFS) (COMPUTER WHIRRING) -It's jammed.
-Yes.
And it's going to stay jammed until the invaders have gone.
(WHISPERING) You see, while I'm in here, they can't touch me.
And they can't read my thoughts.
You mean, they can travel along any form of broadcast wavelength? Yes, and materialise at the end of it.
But until they do materialise, I can't identify their planet of origin and time loop it.
But you have access to the greatest source of knowledge in the universe.
Well, I do talk to myself sometimes, yes.
-I mean the Matrix! -Oh.
Oh, that old thing.
Yeah.
(WHISPERING) There's a problem there.
I've been under a bit of a strain recently.
You see, the Matrix has been invaded.
-The Matrix has been invaded? -Yes.
Why haven't you explained this to the Supreme Council? Shh! Because they can read thoughts.
Even encephalographic patterns.
That's why I've plugged K9 into the Matrix instead of me.
He's got no brains, you see? Sorry about that, K9.
(K9 WHIRRING) COMMANDER: Can you trust a machine? This one, I can.
He's my second best friend.
There is another matter I should like to raise with you, sir.
VARDAN 1: Well? Unfortunately, it is a matter of some delicacy.
VARDAN 1: Speak! The President has been behaving, well, strangely.
Just a suspicion.
No more.
(VARDANS CHUCKLING) We speculated as to how long it would take for you to recognise and report this.
You knew? We have suspected the Doctor since we first made contact.
We shall deal with him soon.
Well, at least they don't suspect me.
Yes.
Banishing Leela and the others was the best way of protecting them.
Hmm.
It might just work! Give me your helmet.
He's mad.
One of us is mad.
It's either him VARDAN 1: And all the rebels are dead? Yes, all except Commander Andred.
VARDAN 1: Ah, you took him prisoner.
Good.
Bring him to us.
No, sir, I I'm afraid he has escaped.
VARDAN 1: Escaped? My men have made a thorough search of the Citadel, sir.
He is not inside.
He must have escaped to Outer Gallifrey.
VARDAN 1: To Outer Gallifrey? This is most unsatisfactory.
There is no need to worry, sir.
He won't survive out there for long.
No one does.
(PEOPLE CHEERING) -Well shot! -It's a good weapon.
We must make some more.
We'll need to if we're going to go on feeding this lot.
How many more is he going to expel? Not for food.
We shall need more weapons if we are to attack the Citadel.
We can't fight with these.
Why not? That should keep them guessing.
-My helmet? -Yes, I built a partial encephalographic barrier, and it'll keep your deepest thoughts hidden.
But you're going to have to concentrate.
Can you do that? -Yes.
-Good.
-What? -Never mind.
-Master? -K9? Channel located.
-What is it? -It is an outer-spatial exploration and investigation channel number 99 77957 positive.
-Can you tell where it's tuned to? -Negative.
(YELLING) Why not, K9? Sorry.
Go on, K9.
There is considerable radio-lactic interference.
Is there now? That's interesting.
-Is it deliberate? -Probability 95%.
We're going to have to force them to materialise before we can identify their planet of origin.
K9? I'm going to have to play along with them again.
What are you gonna do? I'm going to dismantle the force field around Gallifrey.
What? It's the only way to convince them that we're really cooperating.
But that could blow us all to pieces.
-Yes.
-You can't do that.
I can't, but Rassilon can.
Yes.
-Rassilon's dead.
-Yes.
-Eons ago.
-That's right.
But his mind lives on in the APC net.
I'm part of that net now.
Rassilon built the force field.
Maybe he can dismantle it.
But If you do that, you'll leave the whole of Gallifrey defenceless.
Exactly! Which is why it's the only way to convince them.
How do you feel about that? -Well, I -That's the spirit! K9, you're in charge! -COMMANDER: Now, look -I'm in charge.
We will now trace the circuit again and fuse it.
But the circuit is part of the Academy.
Instruction and investigation control.
We will give them a day off school.
Blow it! (SIGHING) This is hopeless! I agree.
They are.
So much for that idea.
We shall just have to fight on our own.
-Who? -Well, you and your warriors.
With me.
There aren't enough of us to capture the Citadel.
Not if Castellan and his guards are working for the invaders.
They all have stasers.
Then we shall not try to capture the Citadel.
We shall just rescue the Doctor.
He will know what to do.
-But he is on their side! -Never! He cannot be! It's still impossible.
Not if we can surprise them.
Choose your best warriors.
Rodan can come with us.
She will be able to guide us once we are inside.
VARDAN 1: You must not waste time, Doctor.
I've been thinking about it very hard.
But I need to contact VARDAN 1: Yes, we know, Doctor.
You need to consult the APC net again.
That's right.
(WHIRRING) There is a way.
VARDAN 1: Well? Proceed! Doctor! We are watching your every move and monitoring your every thought.
Yes.
''Z'' over ''P'' times log Cosine 4 732.
(WHOOSHING) Well, it doesn't look too difficult.
Well, don't stare at me.
This is a very delicate operation.
You're making me nervous.
Oh, well, that seems to be in.
Right? Right.
Now, hold your breath, or whatever it is you fellows hold.
This is the tricky bit.
(BEEPING) (MACHINE WHIRRING) (WHIRRING LOUDER) Hang on, Doctor, you're nearly there.
What did you say? I said, ''Hang on, Doctor, ''you're nearly there.
'' (SIGHING) Well, I did it.
Imperative we reach President's office immediately.
Helmet! There you are.
I did it.
VARDAN 1: You have turned off the force field? Why, it's impossible to destroy the force field without advising the entire planet that I have made a sizeable hole in it above the Citadel.
VARDAN 1: You have done well.
A hole in the force field? Then we're without protection! You have our protection now.
Are you not satisfied? Oh, yes, yes.
Yes, of course.
VARDAN 1: This hole is permanent? Well, I'd need to do a little more work on it to achieve that.
VARDAN 1: We are safe now.
-They're just human.
-DOCTOR: Mmm.
Disappointing, aren't they? Nice to see you again.
Continue with your work.
-Assist him.
-No, I can manage very nicely, -thank you.
-Accompany him! Uh, would you like to assist me in my work? It's, uh It's this way.
(ZAPPING) Nesbin, you must take your warriors, enter the Citadel from that side, attack the Chancellor's guards, create a diversion.
I shall enter from the other side with Rodan and Jasko.
That sounds good.
-Take care now.
-You too.
Come on, then! We must wait for the Doctor.
How long will that be? Closing down to conserve resources.
(WHISPERING) Something's wrong.
(WHISPERING) What? Where are your defences? The transduction barrier's down.
But where are your guards? Missing.
Exactly.
Shh! Shh! I've had an idea.
Two seconds.
(BEEPING) (WHOOSHING) (DOCTOR LAUGHS MOCKINGLY) Ah, there you are.
I'm so glad you could make it.
(WHISPERS) Base lead.
Insulation? The Doctor, he has betrayed us! -What do you mean, master? -He has defected.
Kill him! You are now in charge of this rabble.
I must have discipline! I shall issue instructions and take control immediately.
Hey, suppose he's not in there.
Where else could he be? The President's office, I suppose.
Lead us there.
Expedite immediately.
I repeat that, under the circumstances, I assume complete authority.
The President is to be shot on sight.
DOCTOR: Take that.
And that.
And that.
Come on, boy.
(DOCTOR GRUNTING) (K9 CLICKING) Don't.
Shh! Shh! Don't be frightened.
Shh! Hand me the Sash.
Trust me.
Here we are.
Ready, K9? (K9 WHIRRING) Affirmative.
Now, don't get any ideas.
Break the door down.
(GUARDS SCREAMING) (WHOOSHING) Well met, Leela.
-What was that? -Someone vanishing.
-Where's the President's office? Here? -Yes.
-Here -Break it down! Open the door, Andred.
(WARRIORS YELLING) No! Keep still.
(WHISPERING) Ready, K9? (K9 WHIRRING) Alert! Alert! I detect an illegitimate frequency tracer! Alert! Full alert! Contact! Coordinates of Vardan source planet, vector 3052, Alpha 7, 14 span.
Activate the modulation rejection pattern.
Activating now.
(HUMMING) Sir, they can't break into the (WHOOSHING) What happened? (WHOOSHING) Negative.
Confirm negative.
No trace of alien waveform on Gallifrey.
LEELA: What's the matter? (DOCTOR SIGHING) We've won again.
(ALL LAUGHING) I sent the invaders back to their own planet.
Course, I'll need the Matrix to jerry-rig a time loop, -but that's not -But how have we won? We fought no one but a few guards.
Well, it can't always be like the relief of Mafeking, you know.
-All right.
-Don't shout at me.
Don't shout.
Have you ever thought of taking it up seriously? -Taking what up seriously? -Well, killing people.
A little practice, you'd become quite proficient.
-What does -DOCTOR: Come on.
Excuse me, what Do you know what What does proficient mean? Oh, Doctor! Castellan, is the Chancellor still in his office? Uh, yes, your Excellency.
Good.
Castellan As Castellan, you are responsible for security on Gallifrey in general and for my safety in particular, are you not, Castellan? -That is so, Excellency.
-Castellan, I don't think you're very good at it.
That's just my opinion.
Then I'm only the President.
Still, every oligarchy gets the Castellan it deserves, eh, Castellan? -Uh -Yes, well, never mind.
Just clear up the mess when you've got a moment.
-Is it over? -Yes.
(ALL CHEERING) DOCTOR: Ah, well, it's been a long, hard road, but at last the future of Gallifrey is assured.
What What are you looking at?
Good.
Take this.
I could try it myself, but they'd be sure to find out.
Come on, K9.
Easy, easy, easy.
Steady now.
-Primary circuits locked in.
-Good.
-Commencing secondary feed.
-Excellent.
Ah, Andred.
I've got something for you.
A little surprise.
In the name of liberty and honour, I sentence you to death, traitor.
Don't point that thing at me.
I am the President, you know.
You owe me a little respect.
Stun him, K9.
Good dog.
Well, don't just stand there.
Reconnect! Commencing reconnection.
Arrest Commander Andred and his guards.
If they resist, kill them.
Yes, sir.
VARDAN 1: There is something wrong? Nothing my guards cannot deal with, honoured sir.
A minor infringement of discipline.
You are right.
Lack of discipline cannot be tolerated.
Come on, K9.
Come on.
(K9 WHIRRING) Die, traitor.
Not now, can't you see I'm busy? It won't work in here.
It's a patrol staser.
It doesn't operate, you see? Not in a relative-dimensional stabiliser field.
What treachery are you attempting now? A rather more effective treachery than yours, I hope.
Now, look.
You're surrounded.
There's no way you can leave this craft and live.
-Didn't you hear me? -I heard.
K9? I'm going out for a few moments.
I'll rely on you.
And, you, don't touch anything.
Goodbye, Doctor.
What's going on out here? -They were trying to assassinate you.
-What? -Did you have to kill them all? -Yes.
I see.
Lord President, I don't think you understand the seriousness of the situation.
But I assure you, I do, I do.
Someone's made an attempt on my life, and you let the ringleader escape.
-Ringleader, sir? -Yes, your own commander, Andred.
Don't worry, sir.
He won't get far.
I hope not.
You get after him before he tries again.
Yes, sir.
No way to go out there and leave.
I've got news for you.
-What? -You're stuck here.
-What? -Your pitiful attempt at revolution has failed.
-You're lying.
-I'm the living proof I'm not.
I don't know what they teach you at the Academy these days, but if you can't pull off a simple palace revolution, what can you pull off, hmm? I don't believe you.
(DOCTOR SCOFFS) (COMPUTER WHIRRING) -It's jammed.
-Yes.
And it's going to stay jammed until the invaders have gone.
(WHISPERING) You see, while I'm in here, they can't touch me.
And they can't read my thoughts.
You mean, they can travel along any form of broadcast wavelength? Yes, and materialise at the end of it.
But until they do materialise, I can't identify their planet of origin and time loop it.
But you have access to the greatest source of knowledge in the universe.
Well, I do talk to myself sometimes, yes.
-I mean the Matrix! -Oh.
Oh, that old thing.
Yeah.
(WHISPERING) There's a problem there.
I've been under a bit of a strain recently.
You see, the Matrix has been invaded.
-The Matrix has been invaded? -Yes.
Why haven't you explained this to the Supreme Council? Shh! Because they can read thoughts.
Even encephalographic patterns.
That's why I've plugged K9 into the Matrix instead of me.
He's got no brains, you see? Sorry about that, K9.
(K9 WHIRRING) COMMANDER: Can you trust a machine? This one, I can.
He's my second best friend.
There is another matter I should like to raise with you, sir.
VARDAN 1: Well? Unfortunately, it is a matter of some delicacy.
VARDAN 1: Speak! The President has been behaving, well, strangely.
Just a suspicion.
No more.
(VARDANS CHUCKLING) We speculated as to how long it would take for you to recognise and report this.
You knew? We have suspected the Doctor since we first made contact.
We shall deal with him soon.
Well, at least they don't suspect me.
Yes.
Banishing Leela and the others was the best way of protecting them.
Hmm.
It might just work! Give me your helmet.
He's mad.
One of us is mad.
It's either him VARDAN 1: And all the rebels are dead? Yes, all except Commander Andred.
VARDAN 1: Ah, you took him prisoner.
Good.
Bring him to us.
No, sir, I I'm afraid he has escaped.
VARDAN 1: Escaped? My men have made a thorough search of the Citadel, sir.
He is not inside.
He must have escaped to Outer Gallifrey.
VARDAN 1: To Outer Gallifrey? This is most unsatisfactory.
There is no need to worry, sir.
He won't survive out there for long.
No one does.
(PEOPLE CHEERING) -Well shot! -It's a good weapon.
We must make some more.
We'll need to if we're going to go on feeding this lot.
How many more is he going to expel? Not for food.
We shall need more weapons if we are to attack the Citadel.
We can't fight with these.
Why not? That should keep them guessing.
-My helmet? -Yes, I built a partial encephalographic barrier, and it'll keep your deepest thoughts hidden.
But you're going to have to concentrate.
Can you do that? -Yes.
-Good.
-What? -Never mind.
-Master? -K9? Channel located.
-What is it? -It is an outer-spatial exploration and investigation channel number 99 77957 positive.
-Can you tell where it's tuned to? -Negative.
(YELLING) Why not, K9? Sorry.
Go on, K9.
There is considerable radio-lactic interference.
Is there now? That's interesting.
-Is it deliberate? -Probability 95%.
We're going to have to force them to materialise before we can identify their planet of origin.
K9? I'm going to have to play along with them again.
What are you gonna do? I'm going to dismantle the force field around Gallifrey.
What? It's the only way to convince them that we're really cooperating.
But that could blow us all to pieces.
-Yes.
-You can't do that.
I can't, but Rassilon can.
Yes.
-Rassilon's dead.
-Yes.
-Eons ago.
-That's right.
But his mind lives on in the APC net.
I'm part of that net now.
Rassilon built the force field.
Maybe he can dismantle it.
But If you do that, you'll leave the whole of Gallifrey defenceless.
Exactly! Which is why it's the only way to convince them.
How do you feel about that? -Well, I -That's the spirit! K9, you're in charge! -COMMANDER: Now, look -I'm in charge.
We will now trace the circuit again and fuse it.
But the circuit is part of the Academy.
Instruction and investigation control.
We will give them a day off school.
Blow it! (SIGHING) This is hopeless! I agree.
They are.
So much for that idea.
We shall just have to fight on our own.
-Who? -Well, you and your warriors.
With me.
There aren't enough of us to capture the Citadel.
Not if Castellan and his guards are working for the invaders.
They all have stasers.
Then we shall not try to capture the Citadel.
We shall just rescue the Doctor.
He will know what to do.
-But he is on their side! -Never! He cannot be! It's still impossible.
Not if we can surprise them.
Choose your best warriors.
Rodan can come with us.
She will be able to guide us once we are inside.
VARDAN 1: You must not waste time, Doctor.
I've been thinking about it very hard.
But I need to contact VARDAN 1: Yes, we know, Doctor.
You need to consult the APC net again.
That's right.
(WHIRRING) There is a way.
VARDAN 1: Well? Proceed! Doctor! We are watching your every move and monitoring your every thought.
Yes.
''Z'' over ''P'' times log Cosine 4 732.
(WHOOSHING) Well, it doesn't look too difficult.
Well, don't stare at me.
This is a very delicate operation.
You're making me nervous.
Oh, well, that seems to be in.
Right? Right.
Now, hold your breath, or whatever it is you fellows hold.
This is the tricky bit.
(BEEPING) (MACHINE WHIRRING) (WHIRRING LOUDER) Hang on, Doctor, you're nearly there.
What did you say? I said, ''Hang on, Doctor, ''you're nearly there.
'' (SIGHING) Well, I did it.
Imperative we reach President's office immediately.
Helmet! There you are.
I did it.
VARDAN 1: You have turned off the force field? Why, it's impossible to destroy the force field without advising the entire planet that I have made a sizeable hole in it above the Citadel.
VARDAN 1: You have done well.
A hole in the force field? Then we're without protection! You have our protection now.
Are you not satisfied? Oh, yes, yes.
Yes, of course.
VARDAN 1: This hole is permanent? Well, I'd need to do a little more work on it to achieve that.
VARDAN 1: We are safe now.
-They're just human.
-DOCTOR: Mmm.
Disappointing, aren't they? Nice to see you again.
Continue with your work.
-Assist him.
-No, I can manage very nicely, -thank you.
-Accompany him! Uh, would you like to assist me in my work? It's, uh It's this way.
(ZAPPING) Nesbin, you must take your warriors, enter the Citadel from that side, attack the Chancellor's guards, create a diversion.
I shall enter from the other side with Rodan and Jasko.
That sounds good.
-Take care now.
-You too.
Come on, then! We must wait for the Doctor.
How long will that be? Closing down to conserve resources.
(WHISPERING) Something's wrong.
(WHISPERING) What? Where are your defences? The transduction barrier's down.
But where are your guards? Missing.
Exactly.
Shh! Shh! I've had an idea.
Two seconds.
(BEEPING) (WHOOSHING) (DOCTOR LAUGHS MOCKINGLY) Ah, there you are.
I'm so glad you could make it.
(WHISPERS) Base lead.
Insulation? The Doctor, he has betrayed us! -What do you mean, master? -He has defected.
Kill him! You are now in charge of this rabble.
I must have discipline! I shall issue instructions and take control immediately.
Hey, suppose he's not in there.
Where else could he be? The President's office, I suppose.
Lead us there.
Expedite immediately.
I repeat that, under the circumstances, I assume complete authority.
The President is to be shot on sight.
DOCTOR: Take that.
And that.
And that.
Come on, boy.
(DOCTOR GRUNTING) (K9 CLICKING) Don't.
Shh! Shh! Don't be frightened.
Shh! Hand me the Sash.
Trust me.
Here we are.
Ready, K9? (K9 WHIRRING) Affirmative.
Now, don't get any ideas.
Break the door down.
(GUARDS SCREAMING) (WHOOSHING) Well met, Leela.
-What was that? -Someone vanishing.
-Where's the President's office? Here? -Yes.
-Here -Break it down! Open the door, Andred.
(WARRIORS YELLING) No! Keep still.
(WHISPERING) Ready, K9? (K9 WHIRRING) Alert! Alert! I detect an illegitimate frequency tracer! Alert! Full alert! Contact! Coordinates of Vardan source planet, vector 3052, Alpha 7, 14 span.
Activate the modulation rejection pattern.
Activating now.
(HUMMING) Sir, they can't break into the (WHOOSHING) What happened? (WHOOSHING) Negative.
Confirm negative.
No trace of alien waveform on Gallifrey.
LEELA: What's the matter? (DOCTOR SIGHING) We've won again.
(ALL LAUGHING) I sent the invaders back to their own planet.
Course, I'll need the Matrix to jerry-rig a time loop, -but that's not -But how have we won? We fought no one but a few guards.
Well, it can't always be like the relief of Mafeking, you know.
-All right.
-Don't shout at me.
Don't shout.
Have you ever thought of taking it up seriously? -Taking what up seriously? -Well, killing people.
A little practice, you'd become quite proficient.
-What does -DOCTOR: Come on.
Excuse me, what Do you know what What does proficient mean? Oh, Doctor! Castellan, is the Chancellor still in his office? Uh, yes, your Excellency.
Good.
Castellan As Castellan, you are responsible for security on Gallifrey in general and for my safety in particular, are you not, Castellan? -That is so, Excellency.
-Castellan, I don't think you're very good at it.
That's just my opinion.
Then I'm only the President.
Still, every oligarchy gets the Castellan it deserves, eh, Castellan? -Uh -Yes, well, never mind.
Just clear up the mess when you've got a moment.
-Is it over? -Yes.
(ALL CHEERING) DOCTOR: Ah, well, it's been a long, hard road, but at last the future of Gallifrey is assured.
What What are you looking at?