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                   AUDIO ADVENTURES IN TIME AND SPACE

                  TRANSCRIPTION: "CONNECTION 13" (AV3)
                           PART:  1 OF 2
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MUSIC:          THEME 1 [IN AND UP.  DISSOLVE INTO:]

MUSIC:          SPACEY [UP AND UNDER]

SCENE 1:        SPACE STATION ALPHA-ALPHA-ONE

SFX:            A PULSATIVE/MODULATORY HUM [CONTINUING UNDER]

PETER THOMAS:   Astronaut Peter Thomas.  We have been in space for two
                days.  The date is now three/eight/ninety.  The time two
                in the morning.  [SING SONG] Planet earth is blue....
                There are no space objects nearby, and all instruments
                are functioning perfectly.  [CALLING] Robert?  Where are
                you?

ROMNEY:         [FILTERED] ...British Space Exploration calling Space
                Station Alpha-Alpha-One.  Do you read me?  Over.  This
                is British Space Exploration calling Space Station
                Alpha-Alpha-One.  Respond.  Over.

PETER THOMAS:   This is Station Alpha-Alpha-One.  Go ahead BSE.  Over.

ROMNEY:         [FILTERED] Just telling you the supply ship is on its
                way.

SFX:            A MYSTERIOUS SOUND BEGINS TO SLICE THROUGH THE
                CONVERSATION.

ROMNEY:         Shouldn't you be sleeping?  Where's Robert?
  
PETER THOMAS:   I don't know.  He should be here by now, the lazy...

SFX:            AS QUICKLY AS IT CAME, THE SOUND IS GONE.

ROMNEY:         [FILTERED] Are you there, Peter?

SCENE 2: BSE CONTROL

ROMNEY:         What was that?

PETER THOMAS:   [FILTERED] I'm not sure.  [CALLING] Robert?

ROMNEY:         Peter?  What's going on up there?

MUSIC:          URGENT, FRANTIC

PETER THOMAS:   [FILTERED] Are you there, Robert?  Simon?  Si-Simon?
                [What's happening] to the walls?  BSE!  BSE! Something's
                happening to the walls!  I think Robert is dead! [I
                think they're all... dying]

ROMNEY:         Peter?  What do you mean?  Peter are you....

PETER THOMAS:   [SCREAMS]

MUSIC:          ENDS ON A STING

SCENE 3         COLONEL DRAYTON'S OFFICE

SFX:            BIRDS CHIRPING.

DRAYTON:        [DICTATING] Of course, we must not overlook the
                possibility of sabotage from a number of sources.  The
                establishing of a network of space stations - three
                British - could cause major concern in some areas; both
                on the earth and beyond.  I look forward to receiving
                your comments, Minister, et cetera, et cetera.

                [STUNNED] Good God!

SFX:            A DOOR OPENING

                Sergeant Gray!  There's a telephone box on the lawn!
                Send someone to investigate.  And report straight back
                to me!

SFX:            A DOOR CLOSING

SCENE 4         THAT SELF-SAME LAWN

DOCTOR:         England.  Nineteen ninety.  Probably around one o'clock
                in the afternoon.  August. Usually is at this time of
                the year.  Hello?  Look, you two, a soldier.

GREG:           I hope you found that pass you were looking for.

DOCTOR:         No.  As a matter of fact I didn't.  So, smile nicely.

GREG:           There are times when you're unbearable.

DOCTOR:         Well, once I've explained who I am....

JAMES:          Do you realize you're trespassing on military property,
                sir?  Would the three of you follow me, please?

DOCTOR:         Certainly.  We'll soon clear up this little
                misunderstanding.

NADIA:          Are you sure, Doctor?

DOCTOR:         Of course!  I'm the Doctor.
 
MUSIC:          SHORT BRIDGE

SCENE 5:        COLONEL DRAYTON'S OFFICE

SFX:            A KNOCK

DRAYTON:        Enter.

JAMES:          Three intruders ma'am.  Found by the police box.  This
                one says he's called the Doctor.

DRAYTON:        The Doctor?

DOCTOR:         That's correct, Major.  These are my companions, Greg
                and Nadia.

DRAYTON:        It's colonel, actually.  Colonel Drayton.

GREG:           Pleased to meet you, miss... uh... uh... ma'am.

DRAYTON:        I wish I could say the same.  Exactly who are you, and
                what are you doing trespassing on military property?
 
DOCTOR:         I thought we'd been through all that.  I'm the Doctor.
                These are Greg and Nadia.

DRAYTON:        Are you trying to tell me that you are *the* Doctor?
                U.N.I.T.'s former scientific advisor, was he not?

DOCTOR:         Yes I am.  Or was.  Former?  I've been sacked then, have
                I?

NADIA:          What in heaven's name is U.N.I.T.?

DOCTOR:         I'll explain later, Nadia.

DRAYTON:        You turn up here with a police box and two children,
                looking as though you've just stepped off the stage, and
                you expect me to believe that you're the former
                scientific advisor to U.N.I.T.?
 
DOCTOR:         You've hit the nail right on the head, Brigadier.

GREG:           Colonel.

DRAYTON:        In fact, I wish you were the Doctor.  He'd be very
                useful at the moment.

DOCTOR:         Really.  What's your problem?  I'm sure I could help
                you, commandant.

GREG:           Colonel!

DRAYTON:        [IN SYNC] Colonel!

DOCTOR:         Surely you'll remember how I managed to deal with the
                Autons on two separate occassions.

DRAYTON:        How do you know about the Autons?!?

DOCTOR:         Then there was the business with the Axons, of course.
                Not to mention the Silurians and the Sea Devils.
 
DRAYTON:        That's all classified information.  I must ask you not
                to repeat that in front of....

DOCTOR:         And Lethbridge-Stewart was very grateful when I saved
                the World Peace Conference for Sir Reginald Stiles.  The
                Daleks were trying to mess things up there, of course.

DRAYTON:        That will do, Doctor.

DOCTOR:         But we mustn't forget the Omega business either.  That
                posed me... us... a lot of problems.  I really think I'm
                the man to help you, you know.

GREG:           It sounds quite impressive, doesn't it, Colonel?

DRAYTON:        You really are the Doctor, then?

DOCTOR:         That's what I've been trying to tell you.

DRAYTON:        Well I think I could do with a cup of tea.  How about
                you, Doctor?

DOCTOR:         Yes, please.  Strong and hot.  Milk and one sugar.

GREG:           I'll have the same, please.

DRAYTON:        How about you, miss?

NADIA:          It's Nadia.  I'll just have milk, please.  

DRAYTON:        See to that, please, James?

JAMES:          Ma'am.

DRAYTON:        Now, Doctor.  Let me explain our problem.

                Britain is preparing to launch three small space
                stations.  The first, Alpha-Alpha One, was set in orbit
                two days ago.

NADIA:          Has it malfunctioned?

DRAYTON:        Perhaps.  Last night, we lost all contact.  The last
                thing we heard was a scream.

DOCTOR:         A scream?

DRAYTON:        And a tearing of metal.

DOCTOR:         Design error, perhaps.  Exerting pressure on a weak
                point of the structure?
  
DRAYTON:        Well, the entire structure's intact.  We've got pictures
                from passing satellites.

DOCTOR:         Britain, you said, Colonel?

DRAYTON:        Yes.  British Space Exploration, based in Essex.

DOCTOR:         Greg?  Nadia?  Ever been to Essex?

SCENE 6:        INSULAR SYSTEMS

LIEV:           Liston?  Where's Merzer?

LISTON:         He's monitoring the robotic production lines.  Why?

LIEV:           I have some important news I want you both to hear.

LISTON:         I thought you were looking pleased with yourself, Liev.

LIEV:           [CHUCKLES] All of us at Insular Systems have cause to be
                pleased. Our new, shall we say, business associates have
                informed us of our little triumph in space.
 
LISTON:         Is all this killing really necessary?

LIEV:           A means to an end.  The terms of the contract must be
                fulfilled.

LISTON:         Of course.  We must satisfy our clients at all costs.

LIEV:           Everything is going according to plan.  If you had any
                reservations, they should have been expressed when the
                Regellons first contacted us.

                Good God, women!  The benefits are self-evident.  Our
                profit margins are expanding beyond our wildest dreams.
                Robotic production lines.  Quantum field assembly.
                We're developing a totally new technology.
  
LISTON:         We're developing nothing.  It's all beyond our
                understanding.  We're dancing to the whims of an alien
                power.

LIEV:           Ah, Merzer.

LISTON:         Come in.  Liev brings glad tidings for all humanity.

SCENE 7:        BRITISH SPACE EXPLORATION

DOCTOR:         So, this is British Space Exploration.  BSE, the nearest
                thing to the scene of the mystery.
 
GREG:           Wonderful.  What are we going to do now?

DRAYTON:        Well, you can't just go galloping around, lad.  Besides,
                here comes the director's assistant, Miss Romney.

ROMNEY:         Um, sorry.  We don't cater for school parties.

GREG:           Good.  I hate kids running around.

DOCTOR:         Uh, Greg and Nadia are my um....

NADIA:          Personal assistants.

DOCTOR:         Yes.  Could we look around the base?  See all your
                scientists playing at spacemen?

DRAYTON:        Come on.  It's this way.

NADIA:          I'm bored.

GREG:           Do stop wingeing.

MUSIC:          SHORT BRIDGE

SCENE 8:        BRITISH SPACE EXPLORATION - A SHORT TIME LATER

ROMNEY:         [FADING UP] And this is Space Station Alpha-Alpha-Three,
                which is entering the final stages of construction.

DOCTOR:         It's like going over Niagara Falls in a barrel.

ROMNEY:         I'm sorry.  Did you say something?

DOCTOR:         Yes.  I said is it identical to Alpha-Alpha-One?

ROMNEY:         In every detail.

DRAYTON:        Well, Doctor.  I suggest we go and interview the staff.

NADIA:          I'd like to stay here, Doctor.  All this looks vaguely
                interesting.  It's the first sign of any technology I've
                seen since we arrived.

GREG:           I'll stay too.  I always wanted to be an astronaut.

DOCTOR:         Very well, but be careful.  This equipment is far too
                expensive for you to play with.

GREG:           Miss Romney?

ROMNEY:         Yes.  What is it?  I'm a busy person.  

GREG:           Where is Alpha-Alpha-Two?

ROMNEY:         It's at the shuttle base in Surrey.  Why?

NADIA:          He likes to collect pieces of useless information, don't
                you Greg?

GREG:           Thank you, Nadia.

SCENE 9         INSULAR SYSTEMS

MERZER:         Some interfering old fool from the government has
                arrived, Liev.  A Mister Innes.

LIEV:           I'm sure Insular Systems International can deal with
                him, Merzer.

LISTON:         What does he want?

MERZER:         The usual.  Clinging leech.  In a better world I would
                dispose of his kind with all their sums and deductions.

LISTON:         Perhaps I could see him.

MERZER:         He would devour you, Liston.

LISTON:         If I told him what he wanted to know....

MERZER:         Sit down, woman!

LISTON:         It scares me!

MERZER:         I must deal with our government official.  I'll soon put
                him out of the way.

SCENE 10        BSE

ROMNEY:         He mentioned something about the walls. "Something's
                happening to the walls.  Roberts is dead.", he said.

DOCTOR:         I see.  Could it have been an outside attack?

ROMNEY:         Impossible.  There were no space objects near.  The
                closest manned object was the supply ship.
 
DRAYTON:        Supply ship?

ROMNEY:         Yes.  It's still heading there.

DOCTOR:         To investigate?  Maybe help?

ROMNEY:         Yes.

DRAYTON:        When will it dock?

ROMNEY:         In about ten minutes.  I'll have to go now.  I'll meet
                you in my office later when you've completed your
                investigation, Doctor.

DRAYTON:        [Carry on.]

DOCTOR:         Ripping metal.  References to walls.  Death.  It doesn't
                fit.

SCENE 11        ANOTHER SECTION OF BSE

GREG:           So this is Alpha-Alpha-Three?

NADIA:          If it's identical to Alpha-Alpha-One, then we might find
                some clues.

GREG:           Clues.  Clues.  Clues?  Mmm... ahhhh!  The wall panels
                are made by Insular Systems International.  That's
                probably not important, but I think we had better
                investigate.
 
NADIA:          You'd better write that down.  You'll never remember it.

SCENE 12        BSE FLIGHT CONTROL ROOM

ROMNEY:         This is British Space Exploration to Supply Shuttle
                Nine.  Over.  British Space Exploration to Supply
                Shuttle Nine.  Respond.

LOU:            [FILTERED] Hello BSE this is Supply Shuttle Nine.  Over.

ROMNEY:         Hello Lou.  Prepare to engage flight stabilizers.

GROUND CREW 1:  Five.  Four.  Three.  Two.  One.

GROUND CREW 2:  [AFTER `Two'] Engage flight stabilizers now.

LOU:            [FILTERED] Engaged.  We are five point two three miles
                from A-A-One.  Over.
 
ROMNEY:         Stand by for thruster countdown.

GROUND CREW 2:  Thruster stand-by.  Countdown set at five.

ROMNEY:         Okay S-S-Nine?

LOU:            [FILTERED] Okay.

GROUND CREW 2:  Commence countdown.

GROUND CREW 1:  Five.  Four.  Three.  Two.  One.  Fire thrusters now.

LOU:            [FILTERED] Course corrected.  Now standing at four
                miles.

DOCTOR:         The stage appears to be set.

ROMNEY:         Shut up.  Fire forward thrusters now.

LOU:            [FILTERED] Forward thrusters fired.  Proceeding as
                directed.

DOCTOR:         Wait!  Something's wrong!  Abandon docking, Romney!
                Abort!

ROMNEY:         Don't be ridiculous!

DOCTOR:         Abort!

DRAYTON:        What is it, Doctor?

DOCTOR:         It's a trap!  It must be!  Abort now!

ROMNEY:         It may be too late.

DOCTOR:         [] Abort!  Abort!  Fire starboard thrusters now!

ROMNEY:         Doctor?  What's the matter?

DOCTOR:         Get Alpha-Alpha-One on a scanner!  Abort at once!
                Fire tail engines now!

GROUND CREW ?:  [Firing jets at once.]

DOCTOR:         Abort!

LOU:            [FILTERED] C-AND-C?  Alpha-Alpha-One.  What's
                happening....

SFX:            SUPPLY SHUTTLE NINE IS DESTROYED

ROMNEY:         Did you see that?  Alpha-Alpha-One just destroyed the
                shuttle!

DOCTOR:         Very observant.  Very observant.

ROMNEY:         But Doctor, these space stations aren't equipped with
                that kind of defence system.

SCENE 13:       ??

ROMNEY:         How could it have happened?

DRAYTON:        There's something hostile aboard that station.  A threat
                to us.

DOCTOR:         Where's Alpha-Alpha-Two?

ROMNEY:         At the BSE space shuttle pad in Surrey.  But I don't see
                how that can be of any relevance.  The danger is above
                us in case you've forgotten.

DOCTOR:         I'd like to talk to Brigadier... uh Colonel Drayton in
                private, if you don't mind.

ROMNEY:         Very well, but please don't touch anything.  I must send
                my report to the director.
 
DOCTOR:         Brigadier.

DRAYTON:        Colonel.

DOCTOR:         Uh, Colonel.  I want you to stop that shuttle.  Romney
                won't do it, so you'll have to go over her head.

DRAYTON:        What are you going to do, if it's not a silly question.

DOCTOR:         I'm going to grow rhubarb trees, Colonel.  Back soon.

SCENE 14        INSULAR SYSTEMS

TALVAR:         Merzer, Liev, Liston.  At fifteen-thirty today
                Alpha-Alpha-Two will be launched.  There'll be twelve
                stations in orbit.  Two days after this,
                Alpha-Alpha-Three will join it.  There will be thirteen
                stations then.  But I have received distressing news.
                Colonel Drayton is going in person to the launch site to
                prevent this event.  You must destroy [him/it].

LISTON:         Destroy?

LIEV:           Yes.

SCENE 15        BSE

DOCTOR:         This is hopeless.  I've been examining Alpha-Alpha-Three
                for half an hour, and still there are no clues.  Ah!
                Corporal!  You've not seen my two young friends, have
                you?  A boy and a girl with two arms and two legs?

JAMES:          As a matter of fact sir, I've just taken them to a
                factory to do some investigating.  Said they felt left
                out.

DOCTOR:         You did what?!?  Which factory?  Quickly!

JAMES:          Uh-umm... Insular....

DOCTOR:         Insular Systems International!  The walls!

ROMNEY:         Where is that lunatic going now?!?

SCENE 16:       INSULAR SYSTEMS INTERNATIONAL

SFX:            ROBOTIC CONSTRUCTION WORK

GREG:           What are they putting inside those wall sections?

NADIA:          I can't quite see.  [GASP!]

SFX:            A WALL PANEL BREAKS OPEN

SFX2:           AN ALARM BEGINS TO RING OUT

GREG:           Watch out, Nadia!  Something's happening to that wall
                panel!

NADIA:          What are we waiting for?

GREG:           Let's get out of here!

SCENE 17:       OUTSIDE INSULAR SYSTEMS INTERNATIONAL.

DOCTOR:         Insular System [sic] International.  What an
                uninteresting block of concrete.  Unimaginative is the
                word.  Oh well.  I might as well go inside.  I might
                find the architect.  Probably a computer anyway.

SCENE 18:       INSIDE THE ISS BUILDING

DOCTOR:         Ahhh, are you an architect or an intercomm?  [INTO THE
                INTERCOMM] Hello?  Anybody at home?

SCENE 19:       AT THE OTHER END OF THE INTERCOMM

                [THE FILTERED VOICE OF THE DOCTOR CAN BE HEARD,
                CONTINUING HIS UNANSWERED INQUIRIES, UNDER]

MERZER:         We have company.

LISTON:         Do we?

MERZER:         Can't you hear him?  An eccentric, by all accounts.
                Such a wild extrovert should be shot.  The sooner we
                prevent his interference, the better.
 
LISTON:         Shall I deal with him?

TALVAR:         He's recognized.  He is the Doctor.  He is working with
                BSE.
 
LISTON:         What does that mean?

MERZER:         He'll be killed later.

LISTON:         No!  It's not necessary!

TALVAR:         It will be necessary.  There are no feasible
                alternatives.

MERZER?:        Then, I presume we should give him an audience.

SCENE 20:       COLONEL DRAYTON'S CAR

SFX:            COLONEL DRAYTON'S CAR [UP AND UNDER.]

DRAYTON:        It's a quarter past two.  Hurry it up, man!

SFX:            THE CAR SPEEDS UP.

DRAYTON:        [FRANTIC] The windscreen!

SFX:            THE WINDSCREEN SHATTERS.

DRAYTON:        Pull over!  Pull over!

SFX:            THE CAR SKIDS, CRASHES, AND CATCHES FIRE.

DRAYTON:        He's dead!  [WITH EXERTION] Got to get out.

                [DRAYTON ESCAPES FROM THE CAR.]

DRAYTON:        [STUNNED] What in the name of.... Keep back!  I'm armed
                and I won't hesitate to fire!

                [THE DRONE SPEAKS WITH AN EFFECTED VOICE]
 
DRONE:          Surrender Colonel.  You are to be taken alive.

DRAYTON:        [Talk!]

SFX:            SHE FIRES HER GUN.

DRONE:          Your defence is inadequate.  Surrender.

DRAYTON:        Only when I'm dead.  [QUIETLY, INTO HER WALKIE-TALKIE]
                Thrush one calling nest.  Do you copy?  Over.  This is
                thrush one calling nest.  Do you read me?  Over.

NEST:           [OVER WALKIE-TALKIE] We copy.  This is nest to thrush
                one.  Go ahead thrush one.

DRAYTON:        I'm under attack near [Fenwick Court], on my way to the
                ship's base.  I need help.  It's some kind of robot.

SCENE 21:       INSULAR SYSTEMS - LOBBY.

DOCTOR:         [SING-SONG, CALLING] Hello?  Anybody there?  [TO HIMSELF]
                Totally automated.  Hm. [CALLING] Hello?  Somebody must
                press the buttons.

                Ah-hah!  What's this?  Looks like a metal coffin.  A
                body.  Or what's left of one.  Covered in scorch marks.
                Fascinating.  [STARTLED] Who's there?
 
SCENE 22:       INSULAR SYSTEMS -

NADIA:          Come on, Greg!  Our only chance is to out-run it!

GREG:           It's catching up on us!

NADIA:          I can't keep this up!

GREG:           We'll be back at the main road in a moment!

ROBOT:          Advance no further.  

GREG:           So close!

NADIA:          Look out, Greg!  You'll get us killed!

ROBOT:          Halt, or you will be destroyed.

GREG:           It doesn't look as though we've got a lot of chance.

ROBOT:          Follow me, and obey my instructions.

SCENE 23:       INSULAR SYSTEMS -

DOCTOR:         Who's there?!?

LISTON:         [WHISPERING] Keep your voice down!

DOCTOR:         [WHISPERING] Sorry.  Who are you?

LISTON:         My name's Liston.

DOCTOR:         Why are we whispering?

LISTON:         Shut up!  You've... you've got to get out of here!

DOCTOR:         Why?

LISTON:         Just get out, and warn the government!  They've got to
                shut this place down!  Conduct a full investigation!

DOCTOR:         Why?

LISTON:         It's gotten out of control here.  They... they don't
                know what they're doing.

DOCTOR:         Who?

MERZER:         Liston?  Liston, is that you?

LISTON:         Go!  Go now!  Tell the government.  The satellite
                network.

MERZER:         [MORE INSISTENT] Liston!

DOCTOR:         Satellites, Liston?

LISTON:         The network.  Mustn't...

SFX:            ?? SHOOTS LISTEN

LISTON:         [SCREAMS]

DOCTOR:         Liston?!?  Liston?!?

LISTON:         Warn them!

DOCTOR:         Liston!

MERZER:         She won't answer.  She's quite dead.

DOCTOR:         Are you a professional murderer?

MERZER:         In this world, we are all tainted with evil.

DOCTOR:         Some more than others.

MERZER:         Be very careful what you say, Doctor.

DOCTOR:         Have we met before?  It's hard to tell one psychopath
                from another.  The universe is full of them.

MERZER:         Keep your mouth shut, and get moving.

DOCTOR:         Whatever you're doing, you won't succeed.

MERZER:         You really are an arrogant man, Doctor.

DOCTOR:         I'm also *very* dangerous.

MERZER:         I should remind you.  Dead men pose no threat.

SCENE 24:       LAUNCH AREA

JAMES:          It's five-to, ma'am.  The station will be sent into
                orbit in twenty-five minutes.

DRAYTON:        Damn it!  Unload the bazookas!

SCENE 25:       INSULAR SYSTEMS - BOARD ROOM

DOCTOR:         So, this is the centre of operations?  The board room.
                Little cool in here, isn't it?

LIEV:           Is this the intruder?

MERZER:         This is the Doctor.

DOCTOR:         Quite a celebrity, aren't I?

MERZER:         I've warned you.

LIEV:           What have you done with Liston?

DOCTOR:         Why don't you ask Merzer?

MERZER:         Liston was a traitor.

LIEV:           Traitor?

DOCTOR:         To the cause!  Didn't you know you'd signed up for life,
                Liev?

MERZER:         Liston was... eliminated.

LIEV:           You killed her?!?

MERZER:         What of it?

LIEV:           Nothing.  Nothing at all.

MERZER:         There was no alternative.

DOCTOR:         There's always an alternative to *murder*.  Still, I'm
                sure you were only doing your duty.  But, for whom, I
                wonder?  For Whom?

MERZER:         Your curiosity will torture you no longer.

SFX:            AN ELECTRONIC DOOR OPENS.

TALVAR:         You are an intelligent opponent, Doctor.

DOCTOR:         Ah, the Regellons!  I should have known!  The drop in
                temperature.  The automated technology.  Quantum field
                assembly.  Of course, I've got it here in my
                five-hundred year diary.

SFX:            HE FISHES OUT HIS DIARY AND BEGINS TO FINGER THROUGH THE
                PAGES.

DOCTOR:         Regellons.  Creatures resembling Earth warthog.  Not
                very flattering, but true.  Originally sole inhabitants
                of Regellos Four.

SFX:            HE SLAMS THE DIARY SHUT.

DOCTOR:         Consumed by a white dwarf star, if my memory serves me
                correctly.

TALVAR:         A renegade Timelord wallowing in his petty knowledge.
                When will you learn?  Trivia is hardly a substitute for
                power.
 
MERZER:         We should kill him now, Talvar.

TALVAR:         Perhaps.

DOCTOR:         What do want here?  Surely, Earth is too hot for you.

TALVAR:         I'm not about to reveal my intentions to *you*,
                Timelord.
  
DOCTOR:         Pity.

TALVAR:         Time for some entertainment, I feel.

DOCTOR:         The art of sadism, as I recall.

TALVAR:         The delicate tearing of muscle and flesh.  The pressure
                on a bone that will jar the entire spine.  Careful
                movement that results in agonizing death.  Let us see
                the subjects.

MUSIC:          [BUILDS]

NADIA:          Get your hands off me!

GREG:           Mechanical idiot!

DOCTOR:         Nadia!  Greg!  What happened?

NADIA:          We were waylayed by these tin...

ROBOT:          Silence!

GREG:           And their manners are intolerable.

TALVAR:         Activate drill attachment.

SFX:            THERE IS A 'BEEP' AS THE ROBOT'S DRILL ATTACHMENT IS
                ACTIVATED

ROBOT:          Confirmed.

GREG:           Two fillings, and a clean-up, please.

NADIA:          Shut up, Greg!  He means it!

TALVAR:         Very perceptive, young lady.

DOCTOR:         This is *barbaric*!

TALVAR:         And now, Doctor, for some answers.  Why are you on
                Earth?

DOCTOR:         I love the weather.

TALVAR:         I'm looking for answers, Doctor.  Answers, or your
                friends will be torn to shreds.  Why were you attempting
                to [prevent them]?
  
DOCTOR:         Now that *is* a question.

GREG:           Doctor, stall them!  Tell him anything!

NADIA:          Shut up, Greg!

TALVAR:         Only the truth will suffice.

SFX:            THE DRILL MOVES EVER NEARER.

SCENE 26:

SFX:            BG: THE GUN BATTLE RAGES ON...

DRAYTON:        Ah, James!  Well, we've got the better of them now.

JAMES:          Yes, ma'am.

DRAYTON:        Any news of the Doctor?

JAMES:          Yes.  I believe he's gone to some factory in Essex,
                ma'am.

DRAYTON:        In that case, he'll be up to his *ears* in trouble.
                I've got to go and stop that launch.  Get help to the
                Doctor as soon as you can.

JAMES:          Yes, ma'am.

SCENE 27        INSULAR SYSTEMS - BOARD ROOM

TALVAR:         I could so *easily* allow the drill head to make contact
                with the female's flesh.

DOCTOR:         Couldn't you just?

LIEV:           No no.  No.  Stop this.  This is going too far.  [The
                minister's] dead.  Liston is dead.  You can't just
                slaughter these two.  It's inhuman!

MERZER:         So, you *are* weak, Liev.

LIEV:           Liston was right.  You've changed, Merzer.  I thought
                this was purely a business operation; to create a
                better world.

MERZER:         It still is.  Only the means have altered.

LIEV:           [IN A HUSKY WHISPER] You sold the Earth, Merzer.  Sold
                it!

TALVAR:         I have heard enough.  Robot!  Apply the drill.

SFX:            THE ROBOT COMPLIES...

MUSIC:          [SWELLS]

		(END OF SIDE ONE)
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