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AUDIO ADVENTURES IN TIME AND SPACE
TRANSCRIPTION: "THE TIME RAVAGERS" (AV2)
PART: 1 OF 2
DURATION: 39:34
VERSION: 1.0
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MUSIC: THEME 1 [IN AND UP. DISSOLVE INTO:]
MUSIC2: DISTANT AND SPACEY, WITH A HINT OF LONELINESS; SWITCHING
SUDDENLY TO A THREATENING MARCH. [IN AND OUT]
SCENE 1: SPACE - ONE LIGHT-YEAR FROM THE TEMPERON SYSTEM
SFX: THE SPACE BUOY BEEPS ITS LONELY SIGNAL [UNDER]
BUOY: In case anybody's listening, this is the space buoy
Temperon One, telling you that you're one light-year from
the Temperon system, and the planet Temperos.
This buoy was put here by the kind souls of the Temperos
Research Base, who are more than a little concerned that
their monthly supply ship doesn't get lost on its way
in.
See ya soon fellahs!
[THE AUTOMATED MESSAGE WINDS BACK ROUND TO THE
BEGINNING, AND STARTS TO REPEAT. AS IT DOES SO, WE
SHIFT OUR PERSPECTIVE UNTIL WE ARE HEARING IT FILTERED
THROUGH A SPEAKER.]
SCENE 2: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE
STRIDE: Why they can't install a simple bleeping device, I shall
never know.
HARLAN: It's just a bit of fun, Sir.
STRIDE: Well, they're not out here for fun! They're supposed to
be researching into time travel; not concocting jokey
messages to send out into space.
[THE BUOY FADES OUT ENTIRELY]
HARLAN: [FRUSTRATED, ALMOST AUTOMATIC] Yes, Sir.
STRIDE: They're wasting vast amounts of government money.
HARLAN: Yes, Sir. Shall I get back to the boiler room, Sir?
STRIDE: Yes, Mister Harlan. You may resume your duties on the
*engineering deck*.
HARLAN: Thank you, Sir.
SFX: ELECTRONIC DOOR OPENING
STRIDE: Oh, and make sure you're there when we need to come out
of hyperspace.
HARLAN: [OFF] Yes, Sir.
SFX: ELECTRONIC DOOR CLOSING
STRIDE: [UNDER HIS BREATH] There's no discipline in the service
these days. I've only got a crew of two, and I can't
get either of them stay on the bridge for more than five
minutes at a time.
[DISSOLVE INTO]
SFX: WE HEAR THE SHIP FLYING THROUGH HYPERSPACE, FIRING AN
ENGINE OR TWO.
SCENE 3: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE - A SHORT TIME LATER.
STRIDE: Science officer!
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE X2 [UNDER]
STRIDE: Where are you?
OKKERBY: [FILTERED] Okkerby here, Captain. I'm in my quarters.
Why?
STRIDE: Why?! You're supposed to be up here once in a while.
You know, monitoring galactic phenomena.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
OKKERBY: [FILTERED] Look. I know this is your first time on the
Delta-Temperos run, but I've done it a *hundred* times
before. It's mind-bogglingly routine in every respect.
There *are* no phenomena.
STRIDE: What about that distortion on the chronometers?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
OKKERBY: [FILTERED] This is an *old* ship, Sir. It's well
overdue for servicing.
SCENE 4: EXCELSIS - OKKERBY'S CABIN
OKKERBY: [UNFILTERED. WE'RE NOW HEARING THE CONVERSATION FROM
OKKERBY'S PERSPECTIVE] The clocks are *always* the first
to go wrong. Don't *worry* yourself, Captain.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] I find your attitude *highly* unsatisfactory.
I shall enter it in the report.
OKKERBY: That is, of course, your privilege.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] I shall expect you on the bridge when we come
out of hyperspace.
OKKERBY: Yes, Sir. Okkerby out. [TO HERSELF] Now where was I?
SFX: SHE HITS A BUTTON WHICH RESPONDS WITH A
`BLEE-BLEE-BLEEP' NOISE.
MUSIC: THE ANDANTE FROM MOZART'S "EINE KLEINE NACHTMUSIK"
BEGINS TO PLAY. AFTER A FEW SECONDS IT STARTS
TO WARP, SLOW DOWN, AND ECHO AS....
SFX: TIME SLOWS WITH A CLACKING AND A CLICKING AND...
[TIME SUDDENLY RETURNS TO NORMAL AS...]
SFX2: FOUR SHARP KNOCKS [FROM WITHOUT] ON OKKERBY'S CABIN
DOOR.
SFX3: OKKERBY SHUTS OFF THE MUSIC WITH ANOTHER SHORT BLEEP.
SFX4: ANOTHER FOUR KNOCKS ON THE CABIN DOOR.
OKKERBY: Hello?
HARLAN: [THROUGH DOOR] It's me, Harlan.
OKKERBY: What do you want?
HARLAN: [THROUGH DOOR] Can I come in?
OKKERBY: Yes. Of course.
SFX: ELECTRONIC DOOR OPENING.
HARLAN: Hi.
SFX: A CLINK OF GLASSES
HARLAN: Fancy a drink?
OKKERBY: Ffff...What?
HARLAN: Well, I'm bored stiff. There's nothing to do in the
boiler room, and Stride's been driving me up the wall.
This journey seems to be taking forever.
OKKERBY: Yes. Stride was on at me just now. Sit down.
HARLAN: Oh, thanks. [OFFERING A GLASS] Here.
OKKERBY: Thanks.
SFX: HARLAN POURS HER DRINK.
HARLAN: I hear you're a regular on this trip.
OKKERBY: Yes....For my sins. Actually, I'm *quite* interested in
time travel, but it's a *long* time since I gave up the
idea of pushing forward the boundaries of human
knowledge. Now I'm sort of stuck here.
HARLAN: So, you've never seen the Temperon, then?
OKKERBY: No! Those legends may have been the inspiration to the
time research team on Temperos, but they've got *very*
little to do with reality.
HARLAN: [DISAPPOINTED] Oh?
OKKERBY: You sound disappointed.
HARLAN: Well, I fancy getting a glimpse of it to see if my
grandfather was right.
OKKERBY: He was one of the space mariners then?
HARLAN: Yeah, as a kid I was spellbound by the stories he used
to tell me: a great beast, drifting through space and
time.
OKKERBY: Awe-inspiring, isn't it? That's what the government
thought too. So they used it to rekindle their
much-needed popularity. [MOCKING] Humanity takes on the
greatest legend of space. Solves the mysteries of time.
Hum.
HARLAN: Very cynical, aren't we?
OKKERBY: I'm an eccentric failure. I'm entitled to be cynical.
HARLAN: A..and yet you stick with this ship?
OKKERBY: Well, somewhere inside me, I'm still hoping that I'll be
in on some time travel breakthrough.
HARLAN: Well, here's to the future, then. [HE TAKES A SIP FROM
HIS GLASS]
OKKERBY: How far off Temperos are we, by the way?
HARLAN: Mmm... almost a light-year.
OKKERBY: Funny. But this trip seems to be taking a lifetime.
HARLAN: And I thought it was just me.
OKKERBY: I must be getting old.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Come in Okkerby! Stride here.
OKKERBY: Excuse me. It's the Fuhrer.
HARLAN: Don't tell him I'm here.
OKKERBY: Hello, Captain. What can I do for you?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] You can get up here right away.
OKKERBY: What's the matter?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] All the chronometers have gone dead.
HARLAN: What time do they show?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Mister Harlan? What are you doing there? I
told you to....
HARLAN: Never mind that, Sir. But n... just tell me what time!
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Uhhh... relative oh-one-five-six.
OKKERBY: What are you on about, Harlan?
HARLAN: Look at your clock Okkerby. It's stopped...
OKKERBY: ... at relative oh-one-five-six. Must be a coincidence,
mustn't it?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] What's going on? Hello?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
HARLAN: This could be your breakthrough, Okkerby.
OKKERBY: I... don't know.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Both of you. Get up here immediately.
There's something out there. I..in space.
OKKERBY: What do you think?
SFX: ELECTRONIC DOOR OPENING.
HARLAN: I think we'd better go and see.
SCENE 5: THE TARDIS - CONSOLE ROOM
SFX: BG: TARDIS HUM
NADIA: This is ridiculous! The Doctor's been gone for *hours*
now.
GREG: So much for our holiday on Cassiopeia.
NADIA: He shouldn't just go around answering so-called distress
calls from any old time traveller.
GREG: Now, Nadia, be fair. He did say he was sure it was a
genuine call, and that he'd no choice but to... well...
commune with it...this other traveller. All the same, I
must admit I didn't expect him to just vanish like that.
NADIA: No. Neither did I. Admit it, Greg. Something's gone
drastically wrong.
SFX: A STRANGE, WET, ORGANIC SCRAPING SOUND SUDDENLY EMERGES.
[CONTINUING UNDER]
GREG: What's that?
NADIA: Eugh! In the time rotor!
GREG: I..It looks like a... swollen... brain! Well, it's..
it's horrible.
DOCTOR: [STARTING OUT SO SLOWLY THAT THE WORDS COME ACROSS ONLY
AS SOUNDS, BUT QUICKLY COMING UP TO SPEED AND REPEATING
THE FOLLOWING PHRASE, IN AN OBVIOUS LOOP, THREE TIMES]
Don't you want to find out what's going on?
NADIA: That's the Doctor's voice! Doctor! Can you hear us?
SFX: A HIGH-PITCHED WHINE, ENDING IN A FOCUSED, ECHOIC,
SWOOPING EFFECT.
GREG: Are you all right, Doctor?
NADIA: It's gone!
GREG: Who *is* that?
NADIA: It's an old man.
DOCTOR: [BREATHES HEAVILY, CONTINUING UNDER]
NADIA: Quick! Get him a chair.
GREG: Right. Yes.
NADIA: Uh... are you all right? [PAUSE] Where is the Doctor?
He went to help you, didn't he?
GREG: Here. Let's sit him down.
NADIA: There. How are you feeling? [TO GREG] Look at the
state of his clothes.
GREG: It's as if he's been wearing them for a hundred years.
NADIA: Greg, his clothes!
GREG: Yes. All right.
NADIA: They're all torn up, but... but they're the Doctor's.
GREG: What!?
NADIA: And hi... and his...and his face. Thi...this is the
Doctor. Much older! But it *is* the Doctor!
GREG: That *thing* must have done this to him!
NADIA: Poor, Doctor.
GREG: He doesn't look too healthy, does he?
NADIA: Doctor? Doctor?
GREG: Is he all right?
NADIA: He's dead.
SCENE 6: SPACE - NEAR TEMPEROS.
SFX: WITH A SWIRL, AND A RIPPING OF ENGINES, THE SHIP ATTAINS
SUB-LIGHT SPEED. [EXTERNAL]
SCENE 7: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE
SFX: THE SHIP'S COMPUTER SWISHES AND BEEPS IN ACCORDANCE WITH
THE CHANGE IN SPEED.
STRIDE: Sub-light speed attained. Okkerby. Any sign of that
thing on the space scope?
OKKERBY: No, Sir. Are you sure you weren't imagining it?
STRIDE: Of course I'm sure.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] It must have been the Temperon.
STRIDE: Nobody asked your opinion, Mister Harlan. By the way,
that was a very shaky deceleration you put us through.
There was far too much time distortion.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Nothing to do with me.
STRIDE: Oh, no. Of course not. Okkerby? Any more on the
chronometer situation?
OKKERBY: No, captain. None of the ship's clocks are working, and
they've all stopped at the same time.
STRIDE: I see. Right. Let's get underway. Mister Harlan, take
us in on the space buoy's signal! Oh, and spare us the
pain of having to listen to its message.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Yes, Sir.
STRIDE: The sooner we get to Temperos, the better.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED, URGENT] Hello!? Er, Captain Stride?
STRIDE: What is it, Harlan?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] There's no signal.
STRIDE: What do you mean?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] The buoy must have gone dead.
SFX: OKKERBY OPERATES HER COMPUTER CONSOLE WITH A FLURRY OF
BLEEPS.
OKKERBY: I've got it on visual. There it is. I..I'm probing it.
Completely dead, Sir.
STRIDE: Impossible. But those batteries are supposed to last
for fifty thousand years. Mister Harlan?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Yes, Sir?
STRIDE: Get a space suit ready. I'm going to have a look at
that buoy when we get close enough.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Is that a good idea, Sir?
STRIDE: [STUNNED] I... beg your pardon?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Well, this is obviously the work of a
Temperon, Sir.
STRIDE: Oh, rubbish! Just get that suit ready, and park us by
the buoy.
SCENE 8: THE TARDIS - NADIA'S ROOM.
SFX: BG: TARDIS HUM
GREG: So, this is your room, is it?
NADIA: Yes.
GREG: Not much in it.
NADIA: Well, I didn't bring much with me, did I?
GREG: Something about you has changed, Nadia.
NADIA: Has it?
GREG: What's this you've been reading?
SFX: HE PICKS UP THE BOOK.
GREG: [READING TITLE] Universal Linguistics: The Study of
Speech Patterns.
NADIA: I can read what I like, can't I?
GREG: Yes, Nadia. I suppose you can. [A LONG, TROUBLED PAUSE]
What... what are we going to do? With the Doctor dead,
we're going to be stuck out here in the middle of
nowhere. Forever.
NADIA: Is he still in the control room?
GREG: Yes....well, I didn't...didn't like to disturb him.
NADIA: We'll have to move him, Greg. Come on.
SCENE 9: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE
SFX: MANEUVERING ROCKETS FIRING
SFX2: COMMUNICATOR BEEPS
HARLAN: [FILTERED] We're parked on space buoy Temperon One,
Captain. [STIFLING A LAUGH] The suit's waiting at the
dry cleaners.
STRIDE: [THROUGH CLENCHED TEETH] At the *what*?
OKKERBY: He means the airlock.
STRIDE: I *know* what he means. In future, Mister Harlan, you
will use strict procedure language at *all* times.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEPS
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Affirmative, Captain.
STRIDE: God, that man's an *idiot*. Monitor my progress here,
Okkerby. I'm going outside.
SFX: ELECTRONIC DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING.
OKKERBY: [UNDER HER BREATH] That man takes himself *far* too
seriously.
SCENE 10: THE TARDIS - CONSOLE ROOM.
SFX: BG: TARDIS HUM
GREG: What *are* we going to do, Nadia?
NADIA: Let's just tackle one problem at a time, Greg. [PAUSE]
Well, what are you waiting for?
GREG: [PAUSE] Umm, after you.
NADIA: Really, Greg.
GREG: [SURPRISED] He's gone!
NADIA: Oh, no.
GREG: That *thing's* taken him!
DOCTOR: Never jump to conclusions!
GREG: Who are you?
NADIA: What have you done with the Doctor?
DOCTOR: Well, now, that's... that's a difficult one. What have
*I* done with the Doctor?
NADIA: Don't touch those controls!
DOCTOR: Why not? You don't want to be stuck out here forever,
do you?
GREG: You're the other time traveller, aren't you? You're the
one who's killed the Doctor!
SFX: A SUDDEN REVERBERATING ALARM
NADIA: What was that?!
DOCTOR: I'm afraid I know *exactly* what it is. We're toppling
over the edge of a time abyss. I never thought of it as
possible, but all the instruments confirm it.
SFX: THE TIME ABYSS BEGINS TO PULL THEM IN.
[THEIR VOICES START TO BECOME SLOWER AS THEY FALL INTO
THE ABYSS.]
DOCTOR: Hold on to something!
GREG: How do you know so much about the TARDIS?
DOCTOR: Because, Greg, I'm the Doctor.
NADIA: But, the Doctor's dead!
DOCTOR: Well, for a dead man, I'm feeling remarkably well.
NADIA: This is all your fault.
DOCTOR: Hold on. We're going through a time distortion.
GREG: You can't be the Doctor!
DOCTOR: Just shut up, and brace yourselves!
SFX: AS THE EFFECTS OF THE TIME DISTORTION INCREASE, THE
DOCTOR'S LAST FEW SENTENCES BECOME MUDDLED TOGETHER INTO
A SERIES OF LOOPED AND REPEATED PHRASES.
SFX: [FADE]
[DISSOLVE TO]
SCENE 11: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE
STRIDE: [FILTERED, BREATHING HEAVILY]
SFX: A SERIES OF BLEEPS [UNDER]
OKKERBY: Captain Stride? Okkerby here. Everything all right?
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Yes. I'm climbing aboard the signal beacon
now. Everything looks good. All power cables in
place. Nope. Nothing wrong here.
HARLAN: There's *still* no signal.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Mister Harlan, what are you doing on the
bridge? You should *be* with your engines.
HARLAN: How did *you* know where I was, Sir?
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Oh, it's easy. I just assume you disobey my
orders.
OKKERBY: This is Okkerby, Captain. Try examining the battery.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] I was just about to, thank you.
OKKERBY: Only trying to help.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] I know *my* job.
HARLAN: Have you got it?
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Seems to be corroded. Hang on. [Perhaps
it....] I don't *believe* it.
OKKERBY: Is the battery damaged?
STRIDE: [FILTERED] No. Not exactly, it's... old.
HARLAN: Old?
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Completely dead.
HARLAN: I thought you said they had a fifty-thousand-year
lifespan?
STRIDE: [FILTERED] I *did*. And they *do*. Look, Okkerby, I'm
coming back to the ship.
SCENE 12: THE TARDIS - CONSOLE ROOM
SFX: THE TARDIS MANAGES A WOBBLY MATERIALIZATION.
[THE DISTORTION IS STILL AFFECTING THEIR VOICES, CAUSING
THEM TO SOUND MUCH SLOWER THAN NORMAL.]
DOCTOR: I think we're levelling out.
GREG: I feel sick!
[TIME FINALLY RETURNS TO NORMAL]
SFX: BG: TARDIS HUM.
DOCTOR: And we're drifting slowly now.
NADIA: Down this... time abyss thing?
DOCTOR: Yes, Nadia.
NADIA: How do you know my name?
DOCTOR: Well, Nadia that's uh...
NADIA: Don't *touch* me!
DOCTOR: I wasn't! .... Something about you has changed, hasn't
it?
NADIA: What do you mean?
DOCTOR: The way you talk.
GREG: I thought that!
NADIA: Don't listen to him, Greg! He's trying to trick you.
GREG: But he knew *my* name, too.
DOCTOR: I realize that this must be very difficult for you.
NADIA: I don't have to listen to you. Greg was right! *You*
killed the Doctor! *You* set a trap for him! And, when
he fell for it; thinking you needed help; you aged him
to death!
DOCTOR: Whoever needed help is still out there. That's who
brought us here; wherever *here* is.
NADIA: You're not the same person.
DOCTOR: I *am*.
NADIA: People just don't change!
GREG: You have, Nadia. What about that linguistics book you
were reading?
DOCTOR: What's that, Greg?
NADIA: Look! I just wanted to forget everything about
Homeworld. I'm not there any more. It doesn't exist
any more. But every time I heard my own voice, it
reminded me again, so I decided I *had* to change it.
Change the way I speak.
DOCTOR: There you are. People *do* change.
GREG: Not quite the same thing, though, is it?
DOCTOR: No. I didn't change by choice. You see our friend
out there is a time traveller by *genetic design*.
GREG: What? Tha... that blobby thing?
DOCTOR: Yes. It didn't understand my inability to traverse time
without the protection of the TARDIS. Lucky I'm a Time
Lord.
NADIA: Why?
DOCTOR: Well, because it means I can regenerate the cells of my
body. It'll save *time* and *energy* if you accept
that.
NADIA: Yes, you'd like that, wouldn't you?
DOCTOR: [TETCHY] Yes, Nadia, I *would*. Now... [CALMER] don't
misunderstand me. I *admire* an inquiring mind. It's
very healthy to....
NADIA: Don't give me that!
DOCTOR: But, young lady....
NADIA: Don't talk to me like that!
DOCTOR: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. But you *must* understand that
there's a lot *at stake* here.
NADIA: What *are* you talking about?
DOCTOR: Well, I can't remember as much as I'd like to. That's
what's so infuriating. But this time creature is
mixed up in something catastrophic. I believe we must
attempt to help it for *its* sake, and *ours*.
NADIA: Oh! Very noble!
DOCTOR: [TETCHY AGAIN] You'll have to adjust, Nadia!
NADIA: Why, to suit you?
DOCTOR: Greg? What do you think?
GREG: I'll go along with your story, [TRYING OUT THE WORD]
Doctor? You don't look like a blob to me, and since the
Doctor's body's gone, I mean... *your* body's gone...
well, there's... there's no other explanation, is there?
NADIA: Oh, yes! Where have you put the body?!
DOCTOR: I put the *clothes* in the wardrobe when I changed into
*these*. But *this* is the body. Me!
SFX: A LABOURED TARDIS MATERIALIZATION.
NADIA: What was that?! What have you done to the TARDIS?! You
see, Greg? He's sabotaged the TARDIS!
DOCTOR: The TARDIS power cell... is decaying. Moving beyond its
functional lifetime. The time travel facility is
disintegrating. That creature! It must be taking us to
the end of time.
SCENE 13: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE
OKKERBY: [FADING UP] I say again: This is supply ship Excelsis
calling Temperos research base. Please acknowledge.
STRIDE: Steady as she goes, Mister Harlan.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Yes, Sir.
OKKERBY: Captain, I'm getting no response at all.
STRIDE: Well, it looks like we've stumbled across an emergency
situation.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Temperos orbit achieved, Sir.
STRIDE: Thank you, Mister Harlan. Okkerby. Transmit emergency
code to Earth Base. Request *immediate* assistance.
OKKERBY: Yes, Sir. Code transmitted, Captain. No response
signal from relay station five!
STRIDE: Damn! The signal won't reach Earth.
OKKERBY: Whatever got at the Temperos space buoy has deactivated
the relay station.
STRIDE: Well, let's not jump to conclusions, Okkerby. Try the
base again.
OKKERBY: Yes, Sir.
[FOR A MOMENT, WE HEAR ALL OF THE VOICES OF THE CREW
FILTERED. COULD SOMEONE BE LISTENING?]
OKKERBY: [FILTERED] Supply ship Excelsis calling Temperos
Research Base..... [CONTINUING UNDER]
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Engine status, Mister Harlan.
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Power fluctuations, Sir. I can't guarantee
space drive for another orbit.
STRIDE: [FILTERED] Ohhh, this is unbelievable!
OKKERBY: It's no good, Sir. There's no reply.
STRIDE: Harlan, emergency landing stations. Locate research
base and get us down there. [PAUSE] Harlan?
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] There's no trace of the base, Sir! No energy
or light emanations at all! Nothing!
STRIDE: Refer to memory bank for geo-vectors. Put us down where
the base *should* be.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR BEEP
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Yes, Sir.
STRIDE: Okkerby. A report, please. [NO RESPONSE] Okkerby?
OKKERBY: The sun! Look at the Temperos sun! It's going dark!
SCENE 14: THE TARDIS - CONSOLE ROOM
SFX: BG: TARDIS HUM.
DOCTOR: This TARDIS was supposed to have been good for another
three thousand millennia yet.
GREG: What's going to happen to us?
DOCTOR: I'll have to materialize before we're marooned in the
vortex. Uhhh, excuse me. I need to concentrate.
GREG: Nadia!
NADIA: What?
GREG: Listen. I understand your skepticism, but... can't you
just accept him for the time being? I mean, look at
him. He's genuinely worried.
NADIA: He does seem a bit upset, doesn't he?
GREG: I think we're in a lot of trouble whether we like it, or
*not*.
NADIA: Yeah, I know. And he's the only one who can help us.
All right. I'll play along with him.
DOCTOR: Greg? Nadia? Hold on!
SFX: TARDIS BEGINS TO PERFORM A BRIEF MATERIALIZATION
DOCTOR: We've landed!
GREG: Where?
DOCTOR: Ahh.. uh.. I don't know. We *should* be able to breathe
though, according to the instruments. Coming Nadia?
NADIA: Anywhere's better than *here*.
DOCTOR: I see. All right. Let's go...
SFX: HE OPENS THE TARDIS DOORS.
SCENE 15: TEMPEROS - SURFACE
SFX: BG: A DESOLATE, WINDY WASTELAND [CONTINUING UNDER].
GREG: It's a bit dark, isn't it?
DOCTOR: Dying sun. Look.
NADIA: This place is *dead*.
DOCTOR: I'm inclined to agree.
NADIA: Yes. And we're stuck here, of all the places. [PAUSE]
Oh. Look over there!
GREG: It's an ancient ruin!
NADIA: [AFTER A LENGTHY PAUSE] Well, *where's* he gone now?
GREG: The Doctor? Oh, he's over there. Go on. Go and get
him.
NADIA: No.
GREG: Nadia?!?
SCENE 16: TEMPEROS - SURFACE
[WE CUT TO THE DOCTOR'S PERSPECTIVE]
DOCTOR: [MUMBLING TO HIMSELF] Total lack of soil nutrients.
Nothing's grown here for a *long* time. Why did it
bring us here?
NADIA: [CLEARS HER THROAT]
DOCTOR: Perhaps we just drifted off course.
NADIA: [OFF] Uh, Doctor.
DOCTOR: [PLEASED] Nadia! Hello. What is it?
NADIA: Um, come and have a look over here.
DOCTOR: Oh, found something interesting, have you? All right.
Let's go and have a look.
MUSIC: SHORT BRIDGE
SCENE 17: TEMPEROS - AT THE BASE OF THE RUINS
GREG: Over here, Doctor! Look! It's some sort of ruin,
isn't it?
DOCTOR: Ohhhh, I see. There *was* life here once, then.
NADIA: A long time ago.
DOCTOR: Hmmm. Well, we've no choice, but to investigate. Best
feet forward!
GREG: Hiking was never my favourite past-time.
NADIA: You could always stay here.
GREG: *Not* likely.
SCENE 18: TEMPEROS - OUTSIDE THE RUINS
SFX: FEET CLIMBING ON A HILL, COMPOSED OF LOOSE ROCK
DOCTOR: [GRUNTING WITH EXERTION] Lend a hand, Greg? [WITH
EXERTION] Uhhh! [WITH EXHAUSTION] Whew! Quite a climb,
wasn't it?
NADIA: Well, here we are. And was it worth it?
DOCTOR: This is millions of years old.
GREG: I wonder who built it.
DOCTOR: Nadia, what do you think?
NADIA: Definitely a technological civilization. Look.
Power-operated doors.
DOCTOR: Ahhh, I don't expect they'll work now.
GREG: Then it's just as well so many of the walls have fallen
through.
DOCTOR: Thank you, Greg. Right. Let's have a look around.
NADIA: Not a lot to see though, is there?
DOCTOR: [FADING] You really ought to concentrate more on your
enthusiasm...
SFX: WIND EFFECTS RISE...
SFX2: TEMPERON EFFECT
[NOTE: THE TEMPERON SPEAKS WITH A VERY DEEP AND HUSKY
VOICE.]
TEMPERON: [RUNNING OVER ONE ANOTHER] Doctor Doctor Doctor.
DOCTOR: Is it you? What is it you want? Tell me.
TEMPERON: Help. Help. Pain. Help me, Doctor.
NADIA: You were talking to someone.
SFX: TEMPERON EFFECT [OUT]
DOCTOR: [COVERING] U-u-uh! Was I? Well, never mind. Let's get
on. The sooner we find out what we're supposed to be
doing, the sooner we can... get on and do it.
NADIA: Look, if I'm to trust you, you'll have to trust me,
Doctor.
DOCTOR: [CHEERY] But I *do* trust you, Nadia! Come on.
GREG: [OFF] Doctor? Look over here!
DOCTOR: Ooh. Shall we take a look?
NADIA: I'll see what I can find for myself, thank you.
DOCTOR: [SIGHING] Please yourself.
SFX: THE DOCTOR WALKS OVER TO JOIN GREG
GREG: What are these markings on the ground here?
DOCTOR: Let me see. Looks like the remnants of the population.
GREG: Ewww! And I just trod on one of them.
DOCTOR: I shouldn't worry. They'[ll never] feel anything now.
It's a long time since *anything* was alive here.
Strange, though.
GREG: What is?
DOCTOR: Well, there's no sign of conflicts, explosions, war;
that sort of thing. And yet, there's something...
something *violent* in the way everything happened here.
GREG: It all looks very old to me.
DOCTOR: Yes, but.... Oh, maybe it's just a feeling, but if you
look at these walls, the machinery. Somehow it seems
that it aged all at once. But these aren't the marks of
slow erosion. They're... oh I don't know.
GREG: Oh, interesting theory, Doctor. Keep us posted.
DOCTOR: [LAUGHS] Sorry, Greg. Effects of the regeneration, I
suppose. I must say I'm feeling *distinctly* fatigued.
GREG: Mmmmm. How's Nadia?
DOCTOR: Hum... still a little wary of me.
GREG: You mustn't mind her.
DOCTOR: It's understandable, of course. She's been through a
lot of harrowing experiences. And now, just when she
thought she had some security, I pop off, then come back
from the dead with a different face, expecting her to
welcome me with open arms.
GREG: She'll come round.
DOCTOR: I hope so.
GREG: We'd better go and find her.
SFX: TEMPERON EFFECT [IN QUICKLY]
TEMPERON: Doctor. Doctor
SFX: TEMPERON EFFECT [OUT]
GREG: Doctor?
DOCTOR: W-what? U-uh, uh sorry.
GREG: Are you all right?
DOCTOR: Yes, uh I... for a moment... uh.... Come on. Let's
find Nadia.
SCENE 19: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Angle of descent's increasing too quickly,
Captain.
STRIDE: You must give us more power, Mister Harlan.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE
HARLAN: [FILTERED] The power units are virtually exhausted, Sir.
I don't understand it!
SFX: OKKERBY'S COMPUTER GURGLES A SIGNAL [UNDER].
OKKERBY: I have a visual fix on some kind of building.
Geo-vector eight-oblique-three-five.
STRIDE: That's where the base should be.
OKKERBY: Can't be! Reads as an ancient ruin. Totally collapsed.
STRIDE: Mister Harlan, begin landing procedures.
SFX: COMMUNICATOR NOISE
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Yes, Sir.
OKKERBY: Picking up life readings. Humanoids.
STRIDE: Maybe that's the people behind all this. When we step
out onto the planet, we will be armed and ready.
OKKERBY: Is that *really* necessary?
STRIDE: We are dealing with saboteurs, Okkerby. Ruthless
saboteurs.
SCENE 20: TEMPEROS - INSIDE THE RUINS
SFX: RUMMAGING THROUGH RUBBLE
NADIA: Doctor?
DOCTOR: [OFF] Yes? Yes, what is it?
NADIA: Is this what you're looking for?
DOCTOR: Ummm, Ahhh. The power source. Uhhh, is it operational?
NADIA: Hardly likely, is it?
DOCTOR: Huh!
NADIA: The cells are disintegrated.
DOCTOR: Hmmm, and in much the same way as the TARDIS cells:
rapid aging.
GREG: That happened to you, too, Doctor.
DOCTOR: That's what I was thinking.
NADIA: The other time traveller.
SFX: [FADE UP] THE SUPPLY SHIP EXCELSIS, SOUNDING UNHEALTHY
[GROUND PERSPECTIVE].
GREG: Look up there!
DOCTOR: A space vessel. In trouble by the looks of it.
SCENE 21: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE
HARLAN: [FILTERED] I'm working on emergency power only, Captain.
Main drive has packed up completely.
STRIDE: Try to hold her steady, Mister Harlan. We need
something to cushion our landing. Okkerby! What is our
position?
OKKERBY: We're ten geo-vectors off target.
STRIDE: Why isn't this *blasted* helm responding?!
HARLAN: [FILTERED] It's power-assisted, Sir. You'll have to
switch to manual!
OKKERBY: Inside the planet's atmosphere?! You're *mad*!
STRIDE: Position, Okkerby?
OKKERBY: Geo-vector fifteen-oblique-C-nine. Just put us *down*,
Sir!
HARLAN: [FILTERED] Three minutes of emergency power left. Then
it's... [plain sailing].
STRIDE: Oh, *shut up*, Harlan!
OKKERBY: Land this thing, Stride! Land it!
STRIDE: Descent commencing. Crash stations, everyone.
SFX: THE EXCELSIS LIMPS IN FOR A LANDING
HARLAN: [FILTERED] [Corps!] I'm still alive!
STRIDE: Life has its little setbacks, Mister Harlan.
OKKERBY: Careful, Sir. That was *almost* a joke.
STRIDE: You are already on report, Okkerby. Don't push your
luck.
OKKERBY: Bruised pride?
HARLAN: [FILTERED] I shan't say where my bruises are.
STRIDE: Mister Harlan, get to the armoury. We need three rifles
and power packs on the double.
OKKERBY: My position as Science Officer doesn't require me to
carry arms.
STRIDE: But your captain does. Or do I report insubordination
as well, Science Officer?
OKKERBY: Haven't you already? I *am* surprised.
STRIDE: This is an emergency situation, Science Officer. You
will perform the military function accorded to your
rank. I trust you've read the conditions of your
service. Pacifism is not one of them.
SCENE 22: TEMPEROS - THE RUINS
SFX: WINDS [CONTINUING UNDER]
NADIA: Ha! Some pilot!
DOCTOR: I imagine they were suffering from the same time
dislocation which affected the TARDIS.
GREG: You mean, that ship is a time machine?
TEMPERON: Doctor [REPEATED UNDER MOST OF THE DOCTOR'S SPEECH]
DOCTOR: [VERY DISTRACTED] No... Uhhh... bu..but the...
time...disturbance effect has... probably...uh...
prob...probably encompassed the... the... the...
encompassed a...a large spacial... spacial... ummm...
spacial fiel... Oh dear.
GREG: Doctor?
NADIA: What's the matter with him? He looks like death.
GREG: Doctor? Is it the regeneration?
DOCTOR: ...time factor...uh-uh-uh...
SCENE 23: TEMPEROS - SURFACE
SFX: THE MAIN DOOR OF THE SUPPLY SHIP EXCELSIS OPENS
OKKERBY: This isn't the Temperos I remember.
STRIDE: In that case, Okkerby, we'll send Harlan to scout on
ahead. See if you can climb up those ruins, Harlan.
HARLAN: Do I have to?
STRIDE: Move.
HARLAN: Sir.
OKKERBY: What happened here?
STRIDE: It certainly doesn't look like the memory bank images.
OKKERBY: It's... darker. Older. Look. The ground's just
powdery and dry.
SCENE 24: TEMPEROS - THE RUINS
GREG: Doctor? Doctor? Come on. Wake up! The people from
that ship. They're coming this way!
NADIA: It's no use. He's out cold. Anyway, those people might
be friendly.
GREG: Yes. But we can't be sure, can we?
NADIA: Where are they now? Oh look! Only one of them's coming
this way.
GREG: The others have found the TARDIS.
SCENE 25: TEMPEROS - NEAR THE TARDIS.
STRIDE: What is it, Okkerby?
SFX: SHE GIVES THE TARDIS A FEW TAPS.
OKKERBY: Don't ask me. I've never seen it before. Could be a
container, I suppose.
STRIDE: Containing what?
OKKERBY: I don't know. I'm only guessing!
STRIDE: Well, does it pose any kind of danger?
OKKERBY: How should I....
STRIDE: In your opinion, Science Officer. It is your job to
make recommendations.
OKKERBY: [SIGHS] Well, it doesn't look as though it's going to
blow up, does it?
STRIDE: Non-hostile. Right. Let's see how Mister Harlan is
staggering on.
SCENE 26: TEMPEROS - THE RUINS
GREG: I don't like the look of that one.
NADIA: Which one?
GREG: The closest one.
NADIA: He'll see us any minute now.
GREG: He's got a gun of some sort, and we're probably in
range.
NADIA: Right. Let's not hang around. Carry the Doctor over
there. Behind that bit of wall. We'll see if they're
friendly before we show ourselves.
GREG: [GRUNTING WITH EXERTION] Come on, Doctor.
DOCTOR: [MUTTERS INCOHERENTLY]
HARLAN: Anybody there?
GREG: He's coming this way!
NADIA: Shhhh!
GREG: [WHISPERING] How's the Doctor?
NADIA: Shh!
STRIDE: [OFF] What is it, Harlan?
HARLAN: Uh, nothing.
DOCTOR: I...muh... warn... the Temperon.
NADIA: Doctor....
GREG: Shhhh!
DOCTOR: I muh.... I... must.
STRIDE: Anything to report?
HARLAN: Ummm, quite a climb, isn't it?
STRIDE: Anything useful?
HARLAN: Nope. Nothing much here, really, is there?
OKKERBY: I don't believe it!
STRIDE: Would you care to let us in on your amazement?
OKKERBY: This is definitely the Temperos Research Base.
HARLAN: What do you mean? It's just a pile of old rocks.
OKKERBY: It's what's left of the base.
STRIDE: Well, can you tell what happened?
OKKERBY: No. Well, I mean, I..I know it sounds stupid, but it's
like we've turned up a few million years too late.
DOCTOR: [DELIRIOUS, OFF] Temperon! The Temperon... Ah...
AHHHHHhh!
STRIDE: What the Hell was that?
DOCTOR: [FRANTIC, DELIRIOUS] Greg! It's... It's the time
factor! The time factor! Greg! You must listen to me.
Greg!
GREG: [WHISPERING FURIOUSLY] Doctor! Be quiet! [TO NADIA] He
seems to be having some sort of fit!
DOCTOR: It's the time factor. It's a question of time. We must
tell the Temperon. It's the time factor. It's a
question of time.
STRIDE: [OFF] Who's there? Come out where we can see you.
SFX: TIME DISTORTION EFFECT
GREG: [WHISPERING, DISTORTED] What's that?!? What's
happening?!?
SFX: A SWIRLING OF BACKWARD MUSIC
DOCTOR: Time distortion. The whole of space and time
collapsing.
STRIDE: Okkerby! What on *Earth* is happening?
OKKERBY: I...I don't know. It... I...I don't believe it! Look!
It's the base! But how it was! How I remember it!
GREG: [WHISPERING] Everything's changing. The walls are
rebuilding themselves.
SFX: THE TARDIS CAN BE HEARD DEMATERIALIZING WITHIN THE
DISTORTION EFFECT.
NADIA: Time is reversing.
DOCTOR: The TARDIS! Somebody's taking the TARDIS!
NADIA: Doctor! Come back!
SFX: AS THE TARDIS FADES AWAY, SO DOES THE DISTORTION EFFECT.
GREG: [WHISPERING] They *see* you!
STRIDE: Halt! Don't move.
DOCTOR: My TARDIS! The TARDIS!
OKKERBY: It's over. The base. It's gone again.
DOCTOR: [DESPONDENT] The TARDIS has gone.
STRIDE: Harlan, cover him. If he moves, shoot.
HARLAN: But he isn't armed!
STRIDE: Just *shut* up and do as I say!
HARLAN: Yes, Sir.
STRIDE: Okkerby, what's happened? What was all that?
DOCTOR: A time disturbance. For a moment, we saw things as they
should have been.
STRIDE: I didn't ask you. One more word, and you're dead.
Okkerby?
OKKERBY: I don't know. For all I know, he could be right.
STRIDE: Well, it's all over now, whatever it was.
OKKERBY: Brilliant observation.
[CROSS-FADE TO GREG, AND NADIA]
GREG: [WHISPERING] What do we do?
NADIA: We've got to get away.
GREG: And leave the Doctor?
NADIA: Shhh!
[CROSS-FADE TO STRIDE AND HIS CREW.]
STRIDE: There's *more* of them. Come out. Harlan? Open
fire.
SFX: A STREAM OF LASER PULSES
NADIA: Quick! Run for it, Greg!
SFX: ANOTHER STREAM OF LASER PULSES
HARLAN: They're getting away, Sir.
STRIDE: Then shoot to kill!
OKKERBY: No! You can't just gun them down!
STRIDE: Do not countermand my *orders*, Okkerby!
HARLAN: They've gone.
STRIDE: Thanks to you, Okkerby.
OKKERBY: They can't hurt us!
STRIDE: Don't you see that they did all this? They're the
saboteurs!
OKKERBY: You don't *know* that!
DOCTOR: She's right. This is nothing to do with me. And my two
friends are quite harmless. If you hadn't started
firing at them, we would have all been sitting down to a
nice pot of tea by now.
STRIDE: I've warned you.
OKKERBY: You're not going to kill him!
STRIDE: Well, I ought to. [THINKING IT OVER] No. Right now
you're going to give me some answers.
DOCTOR: [FADING] Ah, I do so love quizzes.
SCENE 27: TEMPEROS - NEAR THE RUINS
GREG: It's all right. I think they've stopped firing.
NADIA: Good. Do you think they've killed the Doctor?
GREG: So, you *do* accept that he's the Doctor, then?
NADIA: Well yeah... Oh, I don't know. Look. There's no time
for that. What are we going to do? We can't just keep
running, can we?
SCENE 28: TEMPEROS - THE RUINS
DOCTOR: Look. I'm trying to be as helpful as possible, but the
fact is that I'm suffering from a rather rushed
metabolic change.
STRIDE: Oh, really. Look. You're either hiding something, or
you're very stupid.
DOCTOR: Well, there's nothing up my sleeve.
STRIDE: Oh, I'm not going to waste my time talking to you.
DOCTOR: Good.
STRIDE: We'll see if your friends can tell us anything. Okkerby!
OKKERBY: Yes? What?
STRIDE: Sir.
OKKERBY: *Yes*? *What*, *Sir*?
STRIDE: Keep an eye on this one. Harlan and I will bring the
others back. Dead, or alive. Come on Harlan!
DOCTOR: What an extraordinary fellow. How is he going to
question them if he shoots them?
OKKERBY: Don't ask me. He's in a world of his own, Captain
Stride.
DOCTOR: You don't agree with his methods, I take it.
OKKERBY: He's a military-minded idiot.
DOCTOR: Hmmm... I thought not. Well, Miss Okkerby, I'm the
Doctor. Pleased to meet you.
OKKERBY: Oh, uh... uh pleased to meet you.
DOCTOR: Do you think I'm a saboteur?
OKKERBY: No. Whatever caused all this, it wasn't sabotage.
DOCTOR: No. I didn't think so either. What's your mission
here?
OKKERBY: Routine. Supply ship for the research base.
DOCTOR: Research base?
OKKERBY: Don't you know where you are?
DOCTOR: Oh, no. We're here entirely by accident; affected by
the same distortion that gave you such a rough landing.
OKKERBY: What kind of distortion?
DOCTOR: Well, you saw time reverse itself, didn't you?
OKKERBY: Well... I...
DOCTOR: You see, something's very seriously wrong with time
here.
OKKERBY: You mean, something to do with the research team?
DOCTOR: I might do. Tell me more.
OKKERBY: Well, this is Temperos. You must have heard of it.
DOCTOR: Legendary home of the Temperon.
OKKERBY: That's it. A fictitious beast that roams through time
and space. A lot of old mariners' tales, if you ask me.
DOCTOR: Really? What was this research team up to?
OKKERBY: Researching into time, of course.
DOCTOR: Of course!
SCENE 29: TEMPEROS - NEAR THE RUINS
STRIDE: Any sign of them, Mister Harlan?
HARLAN: Nope. I think we've lost them.
STRIDE: Well, we're not giving up. We've *got* to get to the
bottom of this.
HARLAN: Do you know what?
STRIDE: What, Mister Harlan?
HARLAN: I reckon I know what all this is about.
STRIDE: Oh, yes?
HARLAN: Yes. My grandfather told me all about it: time
reversing and all that.
STRIDE: Did he? And what did he say?
HARLAN: Well, you see, he used to be a pilot on the old Delta
run.
STRIDE: Really?
HARLAN: Yes. He used to come right through this system. Hum.
The things he used to tell me.
STRIDE: About what?
HARLAN: The Temperon, of course! A huge great beast, he said.
Used to appear out of nowhere. All the chronometers
used to go haywire. Men reckoned they saw their lives
pass before them. Some even aged to death.
STRIDE: Rubbish, Mister Harlan. Absolute rubbish. Come on.
SCENE 30: EXCELSIS - BRIDGE
SFX: OKKERBY RUMMAGING THROUGH THE CHRONOMETERS
OKKERBY: You see, Doctor? Here are all the chronometers.
DOCTOR: Stopped dead. I see.
OKKERBY: Well, what does it mean?
DOCTOR: Well, at a guess, I'd say that it meant an awful lot of
time came rushing by, and that these clocks weren't
equipped to monitor it.
OKKERBY: I always said they needed servicing.
DOCTOR: I don't think any service would put any timepiece in
good stead to face up to the passing of several millennia
in a few minutes.
OKKERBY: Is that what happened?!
DOCTOR: That's what happened to my ship, the TARDIS.
OKKERBY: That blue thing?
DOCTOR: Yes.
OKKERBY: Where did it go?
DOCTOR: I don't know. But it was taken.
OKKERBY: Well, who took it, then?
DOCTOR: I don't know that, either. A lot of unanswered
questions, aren't there?
OKKERBY: Yes. Let's go outside and wait for the intrepid Stride.
DOCTOR: [FADING] I do hope he calms down.
SCENE 31: TEMPEROS - NEAR THE RUINS
NADIA: I think we'll be safe here.
GREG: I hope so.
NADIA: It's getting darker.
GREG: If that's possible.
NADIA: Yes. Not a very bright sort of place, is it?
GREG: I wonder why it's so dark?
NADIA: That's what I keep thinking. I mean, this looks like a
dead world. The sun is far too old to support life.
GREG: Well, I don't see any life on it.
NADIA: What about us? We're alive.
GREG: Only just.
NADIA: But, don't you see? If this planet is as old as it
looks, the atmosphere would have dissipated long ago.
We shouldn't be able to survive out here.
GREG: What are you trying to say.
SFX: SEVERAL LASER BLASTS
NADIA: Run for it, Greg!
SCENE 32: TEMPEROS - NEAR THE RUINS
OKKERBY: Sounds as if Stride has found your friends.
DOCTOR: Oh no. I hope he isn't as violent as he looks.
OKKERBY: I don't think he'll kill them.
DOCTOR: I wish I shared your confidence.
OKKERBY: Doctor, you still haven't told me what's happening
here.
DOCTOR: Well, how should I put it? It seems to me that we're
proceeding towards the theoretical end of time.
OKKERBY: What?
DOCTOR: It is, of course, just a theory. Not one I'd like to
put to the test though.
SFX: A TEMPERON MATERIALIZES AND STABILIZES [CONTINUING
UNDER]
OKKERBY: What's that?
DOCTOR: I think for the first time, I'm about to find out.
OKKERBY: Look at that! It's... It's like a huge brain! What is
it?
DOCTOR: It's the Temperon.
TEMPERON: Temperon. Doctor. Friend.
OKKERBY: It knows you!
DOCTOR: Yes. Yes. I believe it does. Uh... Temperon? I am
the Doctor.
TEMPERON: Doctor. Friend.
DOCTOR: Yes... uh... why are you here?
TEMPERON: Danger. You Must Help.
DOCTOR: How? What sort of danger?
TEMPERON: Pain. Pain that cannot resist.
DOCTOR: What? What can't you resist?
TEMPERON: Their power. Power of pain. Hurry.
Hurry.
DOCTOR: You must tell me more. I don't understand!
TEMPERON: Help. Help. Doctor.
SFX: A LASER BLAST HITS THE TEMPERON
TEMPERON: [SCREAMS IN PAIN]
DOCTOR: Stride! Don't fire!
STRIDE: What is that monster?
GREG: Nadia! It's that time traveller thing!
STRIDE: Shut up, you two! Harlan? Open fire!
DOCTOR: No!
SFX: HARLAN FIRES HIS LASER
TEMPERON: NO!
HARLAN: [RETCHES]
SFX: TEMPERON MATERIALIZATION [OUT]
STRIDE: It's gone. Must've hit it!
DOCTOR: You fool. You idiot. Do you realize what you've done?
STRIDE: Harlan. Cover those tw....
HARLAN: [BREATHES IN A RASPY, AGED BREATH]
STRIDE: Harlan?
OKKERBY: Harlan?
GREG: He's aged!
STRIDE: That *thing* did it to him!
DOCTOR: Only in self-defence, you *blundering* idiot!
STRIDE: I warn you, Doctor.
OKKERBY: He... he's dead!
GREG: What was that thing, Doctor?
DOCTOR: That, Greg, was the Temperon.
STRIDE: Oh, nonsense!
DOCTOR: Face it, Stride, you're a little out of your
intellectual depth! This is a serious problem that
can't be solved by guns and shouting. So, why don't you
just listen?
STRIDE: You...
OKKERBY: He's right, Sir. Go on, Doctor.
DOCTOR: The Temperon *isn't* our enemy. But something terrible
is happening here. Something so devastating that the
Temperon; a solitary, calm creature, by nature; has
taken to dragging travellers across time to help it.
GREG: Help it to do what?
DOCTOR: Defeat some terrible force that is threatening time
itself.
GREG: You mean, someone's using the Temperon?
DOCTOR: Yes.
STRIDE: But who?
DOCTOR: I don't have all the answers, Mister Stride. But
welcome back to the human race. At least you're asking
intelligent questions.
SFX: TIME DISTORTION EFFECT
STRIDE: More time distortion. [DOUBLE TRACKED] Put that gun
down, Stride. It's time for you to apologize to the
Temperon.
DALEKS: Do not move! Do not move! Do not move! Do not move!
DOCTOR: Daleks! I might have guessed.
GREG: You might have....
DOCTOR: But I didn't.
DALEK: Which of you is the Doctor? Which of you is the arch
enemy of the Daleks?
MUSIC: A STING
MUSIC: BRIEF REPRISE OF THE THREATENING MARCH HEARD NEAR THE
BEGINNING [UP AND OUT]
(END OF PART ONE)
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