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AUDIO ADVENTURES IN TIME AND SPACE
TRANSCRIPTION: "SHADOW WORLD" (AV6)
PART: 2 OF 2
DURATION: 21:18
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SCENE 24: ASKRAN'S TARDIS.
SOUND: BG: THE AILING HUM OF ASKRAN'S TARDIS.
DOCTOR: There we are. Uh, try that.
SOUND: A FLURRY OF BLEEPS TRAILING OFF IN AN ANGUISHED
ELECTRONIC WAIL.
DOCTOR: [?]
ASKRAN: Your level of competence doesn't exactly put me to
shame, Doctor.
DOCTOR: If you spent more time on routine maintenance, these
repairs wouldn't be so complicated.
ASKRAN: No doubt, but I've always found routine so... humdrum.
DOCTOR: Well it can have its uses. Pass me the temporal
modulator.
ASKRAN: Necessity makes for a pedestrian mind. I prefer to
leave the mundane to those more suited to such tasks.
[CALLING] Miranda?
MIRANDA: One moment, Askran.
ASKRAN: I'm afraid the tedium of this particular undertaking is
a case in point. I shall leave Miranda to assist you.
She has a methodical mind, well-suited to the role of
second fiddle.
MIRANDA: You called me?
ASKRAN: Indeed I did, my dear. I have various pressing matters
that crave my attention. I should like you to stay here
and help the Doctor. I believe he requires the...
temporal modulator?
MIRANDA: This?
ASKRAN: That. Oh, and Doctor, I don't advise you to try and
overwhelm Miranda with your charm. She is too
overwhelmed with mine for you to succeed.
DOCTOR: Modesty suits you, Askran. You should try it more
often.
ASKRAN: I merely like to speak the truth about my abilities. Au
revoir, Doctor.
[ASKRAN LEAVES]
DOCTOR: Right, Miranda, back to work. Now, there should be a
small transparent cube on the table. It has a helix
inside.
MIRANDA: The hydron gauge?
DOCTOR: Yes. Thank you. Askran does trouble to teach you,
then, despite being so patronizing?
MIRANDA: Everything I know comes from him. I still have much to
learn, however, and he is, by far, my superior in
intellect and knowledge. He is entitled to patronize me,
as you call it.
DOCTOR: I don't know many young women who would agree with you,
my dear.
MIRANDA: Don't call me "my dear"!
SOUND: THE DOCTOR STARTS FIDDLING WITH THE HYDRON GAUGE
CREATING A CHORUS OF BLIPS.
DOCTOR: Oh, I'm so sorry. Askran used the term so *liberally* I
thought it was the accepted mode of address.
MIRANDA: My *name* will do for *you*.
SOUND: THE BLIPS BECOME MORE COMPLEX
MIRANDA: What are you doing?
DOCTOR: I'm trying to repair the connection between the temporal
modulator, and the spacial coordinator. The hydron
gauge needs to be placed in *precisely* the right
position, which requires both steady hands and steady
eyes. Could you hold that please? Now, here comes the
tricky bit. There! Na-naaa! [THINK "TA-DA!"]
MIRANDA: What will it do?
DOCTOR: Short circuit probably, but it's actually supposed to
control the TARDIS's ability to travel through space
within a certain time stream. You see, it works in
conjunction with the modular tracking, of course...
which appears to be missing.
MIRANDA: Shouldn't you test it?
DOCTOR: There's only one way to do that. We'd have to attempt a
dematerialization. And with the hydron gauge so
precariously placed, there'd be a serious risk of
overload. How did you meet Askran?
MIRANDA: He came to my father's house as a guest. It's funny. I
can't imagine they had *anything* in common. To me, he
was charming and entertaining. I was bored, and he
intrigued me with stories of his travels and glimpses of
his great knowledge. When he left, I followed him and
hid inside his TARDIS. He allowed me to stay.
DOCTOR: Willingly?
MIRANDA: Yes. I try to learn from him when he has the time, or
can be bothered to explain. He has been *so*
preoccupied with his TARDIS lately. And his... temper
has become... erratic.
DOCTOR: Why is that? Is it because *he* takes sargol, too?
MIRANDA: If he does, they are only small doses.
DOCTOR: I recognize that look in his eyes. Sargol is an
*addictive* drug, Miranda, and ultimately it will
destroy the mind you admire so much.
MIRANDA: His is a *strong* mind. He only takes the drug for his
entertainment.
DOCTOR: Don't be so naive! If that's what he's been telling
you, his mind's *already* on the way out.
MIRANDA: He has been taking it more frequently of late.
DOCTOR: And he will continue to do so until he goes *completely*
over the brink. [Look], you're an intelligent girl.
Don't let your *infatuation* with what he *once* was
blind you to what he's rapidly becoming.
MIRANDA: But.... That's enough, Doctor. He warned me about you.
Get on with your work. In silence.
SCENE 25: IN THE FOREST - AT THE COLLECTION STONES.
SOUND: BG: KELFER FOREST ATMOSPHERE.
STEF: She's... left less this time. There's not going to be
enough for all of us.
AMER: We must accept the will of Tehran. He may be showing
us displeasure for some misdeed, but his benevolence to
all is assured!
STEF: Our people are getting weaker through lack of the elixir.
How can we convince them of Tehran's benevolence, when
their hopes of salvation are so diminished?
AMER: And what of our health, Stef? See my hands? They shake
and tremble like an old man. I grow cold, and long for
the warmth of elixir. *We* are the leaders! What hope
will there be for *any* of us should we fail in
strength? I say we should take the elixir we require.
STEF: We'll take the elixir, Amer, and afterwards we'll
confront Tylos and the other heretics.
SCENE 26: IN THE SHADOW WORLD...
SOUND: THE CLOISTER BELL CHIMES ONCE.
GREG: The cloister bell! I must find the Doctor. What am I
saying?
CHORUS: [SING-SONG] Oranges and lemons...
DOCTOR: ...say the bells of Saint Clemens.
GREG: Who's that?!?
CHORUS: You owe me five farthings...
DOCTOR: say the bells of Saint Martins.
ROLAND: When will you pay me?
GREG: Pay you what?
ROLAND: What you owe me!
GREG: I don't owe anyone anything.
ROLAND: Then you're a nasty little liar.
GREG: I am not!
ROLAND: Are you playing games with me?
GREG: NO!
ROLAND: Oh yes you are. *And* you'll regret it.
CHORUS: [CHANTING] Here comes the candle to light you to bed.
And here comes the chopper to chop off your head!
Chip-chop! Chip-chop! The last man's dead!
[GREG BECOMES INCREASINGLY FRANTIC AS THE VOICES OF THE
CHORUS TAUNT HIM.]
SCENE 27: THE FOREST.
SOUND: BG: KELFER FOREST ATMOSPHERE.
MERIK: It would seem the Doctor was telling the truth, Tylos.
TYLOS: We can not be sure of that.
MERIK: The girl was no friend of his.
TYLOS: It could have been trickery.
MERIK: No. I sense their enmity. They were not allies. Our
options are getting fewer, and the Doctor could be a
valuable friend.
TYLOS: [WHISPERING] Shhh! I heard something!
AMER: You have good hearing, Tylos.
STEF: Where are you heretics going?
TYLOS: You call *us* heretics?
AMER: You have condemned yourselves.
MERIK: Let us pass. We mean no harm.
STEF: You denied Tehran's will. You seek to corrupt others
with your heresy, and yet you say you mean no *harm*.
AMER: Be silent, Stef! We achieve nothing by futile
confrontation.
STEF: And still less through *consolation*, Amer. They are
*not* to be trusted.
TYLOS: This argument is a sign of Tehran's blessing, I suppose?
AMER: Keep your filthy tongue from his sacred name before I
rip it from your head!
TYLOS: You dare to threaten me! Let us pass, or I will remind
you of my strength.
STEF: Your time is passed. Now you must stand aside, and let
*others* rule.
MERIK: You consider yourselves fit rulers?
AMER: We are *chosen*!
MERIK: You are nothing but drug-crazed fools! Can you not
*see* what is happening to you? Your elixir is no gift
from Tehran, but a curse from outside!
AMER: Heretic!
STEF: They have escaped!
SCENE 28: ELSEWHERE IN THE FOREST
SOUND: BG: KELFER FOREST ATMOSPHERE.
[WE JOIN MERIK AND TYLOS IN THEIR FLIGHT]
MERIK: We run away like *cowards*!
TYLOS: [.] He attacked me!
MERIK: They'll be out hunting us now. Amer will not forgive us
this easily, and Stef always was a hot-tempered idiot.
TYLOS: [Let this go to the ground.] Find Gorum and take cover.
MERIK: So much for the Doctor's advice.
TYLOS: We may even find him. Now come on. There's not much
time.
SCENE 29: ASKRAN'S TARDIS.
SOUND: BG: THE AILING HUM OF ASKRAN'S TARDIS.
DOCTOR: That'll do for the time being. I could do with a rest.
And so, Miranda, could you.
MIRANDA: Will it work now?
DOCTOR: Hm? Oh, maybe. A lot of the repairs one does are a
mixture of improvisation and luck. One also relies on
the occasional bit of inspiration.
MIRANDA: In other words, it's mostly guesswork.
DOCTOR: No. More the elimination of the unlikely elements from
a variety of possibilities, by a process of scientific
logic.
MIRANDA: Guesswork.
DOCTOR: Ha. Uh... where's the object of your *devoted*
attention?
MIRANDA: If you mean Askran, he'll be... busy.
DOCTOR: Time for his next fix?
MIRANDA: His next *experiment*!
DOCTOR: Heh. I admire your loyalty, but deplore your stupidity.
Have you ever taken sargol?
MIRANDA: It's not my style.
DOCTOR: Why ever not? Where he leads, I thought you followed.
MIRANDA: I deal it first-hand with the village. I've seen its
effects.
DOCTOR: But you've not experienced them for yourself? And I
thought you wanted to be a scientist.
MIRANDA: I *am* a scientist. But I'm *not* a fool.
DOCTOR: A fool?
MIRANDA: Sargol is a fool's paradise.
DOCTOR: Quite.
MIRANDA: I mean...
DOCTOR: What you said.
MIRANDA: You tricked me!
DOCTOR: You tricked yourself.
MIRANDA: Askran was *right*, Doctor. You *are* clever.
DOCTOR: It's a virtue of mine.
MIRANDA: Perhaps you're a little *too* clever for your own good.
DOCTOR: It's funny. People are *always* saying that.
SCENE 30: THE FOREST - NEAR THE GROVE.
SOUND: BG: KELFER FOREST ATMOSPHERE.
MERIK: Poor Gorum.
TYLOS: Your precious Doctor was right about him, anyway.
*Not* that that's [proof].
MERIK: How many *more* must die?
TYLOS: Who knows? Perhaps this is the end for Kelfer. Back to
the village, Merik.
MERIK: [IN PAIN] Ahh!
TYLOS: Are you all right?!?
MERIK: I think so.
TYLOS: Can you walk?
MERIK: Ow! I'm sorry.
TYLOS: Never mind. We'll rest here for a while.
MERIK: And if they return?
TYLOS: Did you hear them? The drug is on our side, at least.
They can't think *normally* any more. They probably
won't even *recognize* us.
MERIK: So we rest. Then what?
TYLOS: We wait.
SCENE 31: ASKRAN'S TARDIS.
SOUND: THE AILING HUM OF ASKRAN'S TARDIS.
MIRANDA: Askran will return shortly. Are all repairs in order?
DOCTOR: Well, I've done my best.
MIRANDA: But is that good *enough*?
DOCTOR: Better than Askran, at any rate. Then again, sargol
can't have helped his grasp of temporal engineering.
MIRANDA: Yes, Doctor. I take your point. But I'm sure Askran
has good reasons for taking the drug.
DOCTOR: I'm sure he has, too. I'm just *not* sure they're the
right ones. It depends how you view titillation of the
senses.
MIRANDA: It has its attractions.
DOCTOR: No doubt. I'm afraid I take a rather puritanical
attitude towards purely sensual pleasure. I am also
unable to overlook Askran's use of this drug to destroy
the villagers. I can't say I like his ambitions
elsewhere, either.
MIRANDA: The villagers do not matter.
DOCTOR: Let me ask you this: how would you feel if someone
interfered in your harmless, peaceful existence, and
then decided to engineer your demise.
MIRANDA: But I'm too clever for that.
DOCTOR: Are you, really?
MIRANDA: It's a different way of looking at it, I admit.
DOCTOR: It's about time you *looked* at things differently.
MIRANDA: Mm..yes. Interesting.
DOCTOR: Pause for thought?
MIRANDA: A reappraisal.
SOUND: ASKRAN'S TARDIS DOORS OPEN.
MIRANDA: We're ready, Askran.
ASKRAN: Excellent! I congratulate you, Doctor. You work fast.
DOCTOR: How is my incentive doing?
ASKRAN: Your what? Oh! The boy! Certainly he appears to be
suffering more pain than pleasure. Sargol relies
heavily on the state of the subject's mind. It's rather
a drawback *or* an advantage.
DOCTOR: When will he regain consciousness?
ASKRAN: That is for me to know, and you to worry about. Now, I
wish to examine my TARDIS. You can wait for me outside.
SCENE 32: ASKRAN'S LAB.
SOUND: BG: WHIR OF ELECTRONIC MACHINERY.
MIRANDA: The boy will need a dose of the antidote if he is to
leave the shadow world. If not....
DOCTOR: I need your help, Miranda. Will you give me enough of
the antidote to bring Greg back? Askran will have to
dematerialize his TARDIS before long, so there's not
much time. I can't rely on him to return and release
Greg.
SOUND: THERE IS A THUMPING SOUND FROM WITHOUT.
MIRANDA: I *shall* help you, Doctor.
ASKRAN: What is this irritating noise I can hear?
DOCTOR: Some of your villager friends, I expect. The hour of
reckoning, perhaps?
ASKRAN: If it is, it shall not be *I* who pays. Wait here.
MUSIC: BRIDGE.
SCENE 33: THE FOREST - OUTSIDE THE LAB.
SOUND: BG: KELFER FOREST ATMOSPHERE.
ASKRAN: What is the meaning of this?
MIRANDA: They are in withdrawal, Askran.
ASKRAN: So I have concluded. Why are you not guarding the
Doctor?
MIRANDA: Don't worry. I have immobilized him.
DOCTOR: So, tell me. Why are they here? No solutions? You
disappoint me.
MIRANDA: [CALLING] What do you want?
STEF: I.... we need more of the elixir. Thank the benevolence
of Tehran.
ASKRAN: Morons! It's *my* benevolence you have to thank.
AMER: You!
ASKRAN: Oh, these primitives! What fairy tales have you been
telling them?
MIRANDA: It kept them happy.
ASKRAN: Their happiness was not my major concern.
STEF: He is the great unbeliever!
ASKRAN: Their [? ?] so limited. The elixir was *my*
creation. *I* made the elixir, as you call it. And my
assistant distributed it to you.
AMER: But why?!?
ASKRAN: To bring you under my control, of course. Why else?
AMER: Your control?
ASKRAN: My control, you ignorant savage! I had to wile away
the time somehow. I'm now once more free to resume my
travels, and have successfully made fools of you all.
Ultimately, I shall.... Ohhh how *very* dreary these
interminable explanations.
SOUND: ASKRAN SHOOTS AMER WITH A LASER.
AMER: [SCREAMS]
SOUND: ASKRAN SHOOTS STEF WITH A LASER.
STEF: [SCREAMS]
MIRANDA: Did you have to do that?
ASKRAN: No, but it simplifies matters considerably.
SCENE 34: ASKRAN'S LABORATORY.
SOUND: BG: WHIR OF ELECTRONIC MACHINERY.
ASKRAN: Behind bars, Doctor. Where you belong.
DOCTOR: Your gratitude takes my breath away. Would you be so
good as to release me, Miranda?
MIRANDA: Like a troublesome child, you are at your best under
lock and key.
DOCTOR: I take it you speak from experience.
MIRANDA: I was always an exemplary child, Doctor.
DOCTOR: What a shame you had to grow up. Where are your
villager friends? Disposed of? Or don't you take
social calls in the afternoon?
ASKRAN: They were dealt with. It was no more than they
deserved.
DOCTOR: You find it repulsively easy to rationalize a blatant
act of murder. You will not find it *quite* so easy
elsewhere.
ASKRAN: You won't live to have the last laugh, I'm afraid.
DOCTOR: Forgive me if I don't look suitably surprised. Perhaps
other planets will not be so readily dominated. Your
ruthlessness will be matched by the ruthlessness of
those you seek to conquer. I...
ASKRAN: Oh do be quiet! I have neither the time, nor the
inclination for a lecture.
MIRANDA: Ah, Askran, you're looking rather tired. Sit down. I
will prepare a small dose of the antidote for you. The
residual effects of the drug have not yet worn off.
ASKRAN: Thank you, Miranda. Your concern for my welfare is
invaluable.
DOCTOR: What would you do without her?
MIRANDA: What indeed? My speciality: Wimbledon whiplash, with
antidote.
ASKRAN: I will return to my TARDIS. There are adjustments to be
made. Miranda, you may kill the Doctor when you wish.
Only, don't make a noise. I've got a *splitting*
headache.
[ASKRAN RE-ENTERS HIS TARDIS.]
DOCTOR: Is there enough of the antidote for Greg?
MIRANDA: Oh, yes. Here. You will find him in a small annex
room. They key is over there. He will be weak and
dizzy after remaining so long in the shadow world. It
will be your job to help him make the initial
readjustment.
DOCTOR: I'm relieved you've changed your mind. Such a waste of
potential.
MIRANDA: I don't need to be patted on the head.
SOUND: SHE DISENGAGES THE FORCE-FIELD WHICH IMPRISONS THE
DOCTOR.
MIRANDA: Now go. [AFTER THE DOCTOR HAS LEFT?] My potential is
finally coming into its own, as Askran will soon
discover.
SCENE 35: ASKRAN'S LAB - ANNEX ROOM
DOCTOR: Greg?
GREG: Unnghhh... uh.
DOCTOR: Come on! Swallow! Take the nasty Doctor's nice
medicine. Or should that be the other way round?
GREG: [SINGING] Here we go round the mulberry bush.
DOCTOR: Oh, yes. It does get a bit like that at times.
GREG: Doctor? Is that really you? I feel exhausted.
DOCTOR: You've been through a lot.
GREG: You're not going to play games with me, are you?
DOCTOR: No. Not at the moment.
GREG: What's been happening?!?
DOCTOR: Later. Later. No time now. Can you stand?
GREG: [GRUNTS WITH THE EXERTION] Euh. Just about. What's the
hurry?
DOCTOR: Trust me.
SCENE 36: THE SHADOW WORLD.
[THEIR VOICES ECHO AND ARE SPOKEN OVER A BED OF
BACKWARDS SOUNDS.]
ASKRAN: Have you carried out my instructions and killed the
Doctor, Miranda?
MIRANDA: Not yet. I have to collect my things together for our
departure. [Are you coming out, or what?]
ASKRAN: No, I can't resist the chance of a final few words with
the Doctor, before the exquisite pleasure of utterly,
finally, and conclusively destroying him. Follow me.
You may enjoy this.
Before I had the displeasure of making your
acquaintance, Doctor, I had heard of your reputation for
acting as a kind of self-appointed angel. Imagine, if
you can, the satisfaction I feel, having the [?] to rid
the universe of such a killjoy. It puzzles me that
you've survived this long. You don't strike me as a
formidable opponent.
DOCTOR: I've had my moments.
ASKRAN: *Had* being the operative word. Goodbye, Doctor!
SOUND: ASKRAN SHOOTS THE DOCTOR WITH HIS LASER.
DOCTOR: [GRUNTS IN PAIN.]
ASKRAN: What a shame Timelords can only die once. Still, now at
least I can leave.
MIRANDA: Where are we going next?
ASKRAN: We Miranda? Aren't you being a trifle presumptuous?
No. I prefer to start a new life with a completely
clear conscience.
SOUND: HE SHOOTS MIRANDA.
MIRANDA: [SCREAMS]
ASKRAN: A tragic loss, but all this emotional dependence becomes
*so* [stupid].
SCENE 37: ASKRAN'S LAB.
SOUND: BG: WHIR OF ELECTRONIC MACHINERY.
SOUND 2: ASKRAN'S TARDIS BEGINS TO MAKE A SICKLY-SOUNDING
DEMATERIALIZATION GROAN.
GREG: What's that *thing* [flashing ?]?!?
MIRANDA: It's Askran's TARDIS! He must be trying to get home!
DOCTOR: [My engine] repairs were far from stable. I didn't
really know what I was doing!
MIRANDA: I remember. [And so] I warned him of the risks.
DOCTOR: But *typically* it didn't suit him to listen!
SOUND: THE TARDIS COMPLETES ITS DEMATERIALIZATION.
GREG: Oh! What a relief!
DOCTOR: Not for Askran it won't be. Wherever he is now, he's in
a *lot* of trouble.
GREG: Well, why did he go so suddenly?
MIRANDA: But if.... No! Wait! The antidote I gave him!
DOCTOR: Yes?
MIRANDA: I made a mistake. That was no antidote. It was
[part] refined sargol.
DOCTOR: The hard stuff?
MIRANDA: I'm devastated.
GREG: You sound it.
DOCTOR: Greg.
MIRANDA: If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be here.
GREG: [HOTLY] If it wasn't for you I would never have needed
rescuing, for which, my thanks, Doctor.
MIRANDA: Can't you give me the benefit of the doubt?
GREG: I'll willingly give you the benefit of *all* my doubt.
MIRANDA: What now?
DOCTOR: I suggest we return to the TARDIS.
GREG: That suits me.
SCENE 38: ASKRAN'S TARDIS.
SOUND: THE TROUBLED DEMATERIALIZATION OF ASKRAN'S TARDIS
CONTINUES.
SOUND 2: SPARKING ELECTRICAL EXPLOSIONS PUNCTUATE THE CHAOS.
ASKRAN: I...
SOUND: AN EXPLOSION INTERRUPTS HIS DEFIANCE.
ASKRAN: I *will* *not* DIE!!!
[HIS FINAL WORD RESOUNDS AS WE LEAVE HIM TO THE WHIMS OF
THE VORTEX.]
SCENE 39: THE FOREST - NEAR THE DOCTOR'S TARDIS.
SOUND: BG: KELFER FOREST ATMOSPHERE.
TYLOS: It's getting colder. We *must* get back to the village.
MERIK: I need... a few minutes more.
TYLOS: Quiet, isn't it? I wonder what's happened to Amer and
Stef.
MERIK: Who knows? Maybe they found the girl.
TYLOS: And your precious Doctor.
MERIK: If he's still alive.
TYLOS: What's that!?!
DOCTOR: Good afternoon.
MERIK: Doctor!
TYLOS: Control yourself, Merik. See. He is with the girl!
DOCTOR: Her name's Miranda, and she's with me.
TYLOS: What *ruse* is this?
DOCTOR: No ruse.
MIRANDA: More a case of all's well as ends well, eh Doctor?
GREG: Well, I don't think they look convinced.
MERIK: Doctor, what *is* going on?
DOCTOR: Miranda was being exploited.
MIRANDA: We all were.
STEF: How can you expect to be trusted now, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Uh, listen to me....
MIRANDA: No. Listen to me. It is *I* who should explain. The
sargol introduced into your village came from another,
and I was his unwilling minion. Now we are, all of us,
free from his evil.
TYLOS: What of those already affected by the drug?
MIRANDA: I possess an antidote, and the knowledge to manufacture
more. As much as is needed.
MERIK: And you will stay?
MIRANDA: It's the least I can do.
TYLOS: I'd rather she gave us the antidote and went with you,
Doctor.
GREG: [LAUGHS] Do me a favour.
DOCTOR: I think you can trust Miranda. She helped me. Well, if
it weren't for her, we would have all been killed.
MIRANDA: I'm sorry for what I did. I will stay and prove this to
you.
MERIK: Then we welcome your help in the rebuilding of our
world. Tylos, you can bring the cave-dwellers back into
the village. And then we will distribute the antidote
to the addicted.
TYLOS: I *still* do not *like* her.
DOCTOR: You don't have to *like* her. Just work with her to
revive your planet.
MERIK: Then it is agreed.
TYLOS: And you, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Ooh. Greg and I must be on our way.
MERIK: We wish you well. Both of you.
MIRANDA: And Doctor?
DOCTOR: Hm?
MIRANDA: Thanks for showing me the error of my ways.
SCENE 40: THE TARDIS - CONSOLE ROOM.
SOUND: BG: THE TARDIS HUM - AT REST.
SOUND: THE TARDIS DOORS BEING CLOSED.
DOCTOR: It's finished, Greg.
GREG: Yes.
DOCTOR: For me, at least. But what about you?
GREG: In a way, I'm glad we landed. It's as if all those
nightmares I had got rid of all my feelings of anger...
and humiliation. I'm not bitter any more. Just tired.
DOCTOR: So, you'll stay?
GREG: Mm-hm.
DOCTOR: Thank you.
GREG: Did you *really* trust that awful girl?
DOCTOR: Miranda? Yes I did. You know, you ought to have a
little more faith in human nature.
GREG: Yeah, but we don't know she was human, do we?
DOCTOR: Stop *splitting* hairs.
GREG: Now where?
DOCTOR: You don't honestly expect me to predict that?
SCENE 41: THE FOREST OUTSIDE THE TARDIS.
SOUND: BG: KELFER FOREST ATMOSPHERE.
SOUND 2: THE TARDIS BEGINS ITS DEMATERIALIZATION.
MERIK: Farewell, Doctor. May your travels be peaceful.
TYLOS: [TO MIRANDA] So. You remained to help us. Our people
*may* come, in time, to accept you.
MIRANDA: I have a *simple* method of winning acceptance, Tylos.
SOUND: SHE SHOOTS TYLOS WITH HER GUN. THE BLAST ECHOES
THROUGHOUT THE FOREST, NO DOUBT PREFIGURING THE SOUND OF
MANY SUCH BLASTS IN FUTURE.
MIRANDA: Now I trust there will be no *further* disagreements.
SOUND: THE ONLY ANSWER IS THE HAUNTING SOUND OF THE FORLORN
ANIMAL CALLS THROUGHOUT THE FOREST.
MUSIC: THEME 1 [IN AND OUT].
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