"Sincro: wyxchari" "Here is the next clue: hunt the key to fit the door that leads out on the dancing floor; then escape the rhythmic beat, or you'll forever tap your feet." "But..." "He's gone." "I congratulate you, Doctor, on your choice of friends." "A very astute couple." "Neither of my teams have been able to beat them yet." "I think they have earned a little amusement." "Now, what have we here to amuse them?" "Ah..." "Sergeant Rugg and Mrs. Wiggs." "These then are who Steven will find behind the door." "Useless!" "No sign of a door handle, latch, or lock." "We're stuck here." "Steven - the servants, they're following us!" "Huh?" "The servants without voice - they've come!" "They scare me." "They're only dolls." "We called them." "Perhaps we can make them go back to their cupboard." "Dolls go back!" "Go back to your cupboard!" "I'll stop them." "Steven be careful." "You don't know what they might do." "After all, we helped destroy the other four dolls." "Perhaps we can edge past them." "We can't get past them now!" "At least they've stopped." "I'm going to try." "You follow me." "Look!" "Be careful, Dodo, it might be a trap." "A trap?" "In here?" "In Mrs. Wiggs' kitchen?" "Hey, you want to watch your language, young fellow, me lad." "Heyah, what do you want in my kitchen?" "Um, we're looking for the next game." "Perhaps you could help us." "The clue goes: "Hunt the key to fit the door, that leads out on the dancing floor; then escape the rhythmic beat, or you'll forever tap your feet. "" "Well, the only dancing floor which I know of is through there." "Thank you." "Alright, young fellow me lad, no loitering!" "Pick your feet up then!" "Hup two three four, hup two three four..." "Why don't you go back in your box?" "What's that?" "Why, you young whipper snapper, I'll eh..." "You'll what?" "Well, I'll eh... ahem, well, you need a good hiding, m'lad!" "And who's going to give it to me?" "And no fisticuffs in my nice clean kitchen, Sergeant, if you please." "It's a good thing you spoke just then, Cook." "No tellin' what I mighten' a done to him if you hadn't stopped me." "Oh, you're a terrible man when you're riled, Sergeant." "Well, army training', Cook." "Six years with the Iron Duke." "We've got to get in there." "That's what the clue says." "The TARDIS must be on the dance floor." "How the Toymaker expects us to play his crazy games when he locks all the doors, I don't know." "I'd like to have 'im in my mob." "Just give me a month" " I'll make a man of 'im." "What was that?" "Errr... ah... well, uh, not that he needs makin' a man of, but, uh, sharpen him up a bit like." "Look!" "I warn you..." "Honestly, Steven!" "If they're not real, how can you lose your temper with them?" "You can't have it both ways, you know." "Oh, alright!" "I'll ignore them - they're just sent here to get my goat." "But where do we go from here?" "We're stuck." "Eh, the Iron Duke wouldn't have been stuck over a little thing like that." "Alright, I'm ignoring him." "What would the Iron Duke have done?" "Well, 'e'd have had another look at the riddle, I expect." "The riddle? "... then escape the rhythmic beat, or you'll forever tap your feet. "" "No, not that bit, duck." "The first bit." ""Hunt the key to fit the door," that" " Steven!" "That's it!" "Then the game is " "Hunt The Thimble!" "Only it's a key." "And a rather large one at that." "The only problem is, where do we start looking?" "You've stopped playing, Doctor." "You know that isn't allowed." "Go for move 770!" "Now play on." "You're still not playing fast enough." "Go for move 813!" "Your friends have reached their third game:" "Hunt the Key!" "Haven't we seen him before?" "I don't know." "Wasn't he the Jack of Hearts?" "Quite possibly." "But does it matter?" "I mean all the Toymaker's creations look alike to me." "We have to find the TARDIS before the Doctor reaches move 1,023." "So I haven't got long to find that key." "It's hot!" "So wha'd ya expect?" "You come away from me pots and pans!" "Look, we've got to find the key to that door." "Well, he won't find it there." "How do you know?" "Because Mrs. Wiggs always knows what's best, that's why." "You'll help us find the key, won't you?" "Ah... ahem... well... ah..." "I don' know, em..." "You look so marvellous in that uniform." "You must be very brave." "Um... ahem... well, eh, I try to do my duty, girl, hmm, hmm!" "Then you'll help us... for my sake." "Well, uh, alright, but for you, mind, not for him." "Where do you suggest we start looking?" "Ah, well, uh, let's see now, ahhh... what about this old dresser, here, 'ay?" "Here!" "You watch what you're doing with my dresser!" "What do you think this is?" "A bloomin' fair ground?" "Oh!" "Here!" "You put them things back in the drawer!" "It's alright, Mrs. Wiggs." "I'm just helping the young lady." "Here, um, what's your name, me girl?" "Dodo." "Dodo." "Oh, what a lovely name, Dodo." "Heh!" "Heh!" "Oh, I like that." "Heh!" "Heh!" "Well, you go and like it somewhere else!" "And take your friends with ya!" "Aw, come Mrs. Wiggs... the girl's been and gone and lost her key." "Well, she won't find it here!" "Take no notice of them, Dodo!" "They've been sent here by the Toymaker to put us off!" "This time, we're getting warm!" "Ahhh!" "That's me foot!" "You come out from under there!" "It isn't under the table!" "Are you quite finished?" "Dodo, take a look behind that thing." "I'll take a look over here." "Hey, now wait a minute, girl!" "You don't want to get up there." "You'll fall and break your leg." "Eh, let me look for you." "That's very kind of you." "Oh, not at all, ma'am." "Happy to be of - oop - service, hmm." "SGT Rugg!" "What do you think you're doing all back there?" "Now don't you worry Mrs. Wiggs, I'll be alright." "I'm not worried about YOU... it's my best china!" "Oohh!" "Oh!" "Me best plate!" "A little accident, Mrs. Wiggs." "Accident?" "!" "That was no accident!" "You dropped that plate - deliberate like!" "I hope you're not calling me a liar, Mrs. Wiggs - oop!" "Ooohhh!" "Another accident, I suppose!" "Oh!" "Oh, perhaps you better come down, Sergeant" "Oh don't you worry, miss." "It's perfectly alright." "Ooohhh!" "Sergeant Rugg!" "You come down here this instant!" "Soldiers don't take orders from civilians, Cook." "Now you just pipe down!" "Pipe down?" "!" "You great oaf!" "You couldn't fight a pussycat!" "You didn't ought to have of said that, Cook." "Ooohhh!" "Ooohhh!" "Oohh Sergeant Rugg!" "Just you wait till they..." "Well, I'm not going to have you talking to me that way!" "_ if you think I'm going to _." "Oh, please!" "Please!" "Stop!" "This is all my fault!" "Dodo, ignore them!" "_ to prevent us from finding the key!" "They don't really exist, remember?" "It's not real." "What did he say?" "Are you sure about that?" "Oh, come on." "We've got to find that key!" "That is supposing there is one." "We've looked everywhere, haven't we?" "But I'm afraid it's all my fault!" "Nonsense!" "This is another distraction laid on by The Toymaker to stop us finding the key!" "Oh, eh!" "You said it was just a distraction, and " "Now _, but we've looked everywhere." "Do you suppose there really is a key?" "Oh, you!" "Don't you talk to me like that!" "Take that... and that... and that... and that... and that!" "Oh, look!" "You've thrown just about all the buns there are to throw." "Couldn't you just call a truce?" "A truce?" "After he broken me best china?" "Well, I'm sure he'll apologize!" "Apologize?" "Ooohhh!" "Oh, well, you did break her plates, you know." "Soldiers never apologize." "It's a rule." "But a gentleman would always apologize to a lady." "Oh!" "Soldiers!" "A gentleman!" "Sergeant Rugg is." "I'm sure of that." "I apologize." "There." "Now will you accept his apology?" "Oh, alright then." "But he'll have to pay for my china!" "Pay for the chi - now then." "You see why soldiers never apologize?" "Heh!" "Heh!" "Give the old trout an inch " "Old trout, is it?" "!" "Just you wait for that, Sergeant Rugg!" "Old trout!" "Now then, careful with that broom, Mrs. Wiggs." "Careful." "Now just where do you think you're going?" "N-n-n-n-n-n-nowhere!" "C'mon!" "I think that you know where that key is, don't you?" "So we're getting somewhere at last, are we?" "Hey you!" "Come back here!" "I'm sure you'll hurt him with that broom!" "Well, if she does, then this pie'll get hurt as well." "What?" "Not that pie!" "Not that pie!" "Put it down!" "Oh!" "Well then, you put that broom down, then." "What's she so worried about this pie for?" "Look at the rest of the mess!" "Steven!" "That's one place we haven't looked!" "Where?" "In the pie!" "I see what you mean!" "Give it to me!" "Give it to me!" "Give it to me!" "Steven I've got it!" "Come on, Dodo, be quick!" "Goodbye!" "Sorry about your kitchen!" "Wretched pair!" "I give you a chance of life, and this is what you do with it." "Look at the kitchen!" "My fault, sir, not hers." "Such gallantry from a mere doll." "Now listen to me, the pair of you." "Clean yourselves up, and get out onto that dance floor." "At the far end you will find a TARDIS." "Steven and Dodo must be prevented from getting to it at all costs!" "Do you understand?" "If you fail me..." "I will break you in pieces..." "like this." "The TARDIS!" "Steven, be careful." "This could be as dangerous as those chairs." "But there's no other way of getting to it." "It can't be as simple as that can it?" "There must be a catch somewhere. "Then escape the rhythmic beat, or you'll forever tap your feet. " What does it mean?" "How strange." "I can do it, too." "Yes, The Doctor's game won't wait for us, though." "We've got to take the chance!" "Hello!" "Aw, you made it up." "Well, Mrs. Wiggs' got much too warm an heart to queep - keep - a quarrel going, miss." "Oh, Sergeant's going to take me to the ball." "The ball?" "Yeah, right here, girl, hmm, hmm." "No lack of partners, as you can see." "Oh they never get tired of dancing, them dolls, heh, heh!" "Well, it seems alright." "We're going to make a dash for it." "Steven, I think we've no time for a dance." "I can't help myself!" "Steven, this is what the riddle meant!" "You're doing very well, Doctor." "Let's hope you haven't made a mistake." "Still, we'll find that out when you reach your 1,023 move." "I see that Steven has taken time off from the quest to go dancing." "Oh, keep on playing, Doctor." "Get away from it, you must!" "The riddle warned us it would be forever!" "I can't!" "It's pulling me in a grip like steel!" "Get away from the floor, Dodo." "Go back!" "But then we can't reach the TARDIS!" "I'll try to dance nearer to it!" "Not a bad dancer for a civilian." "Make a lovely partner for you, ducks." "Can't you dance down to it Steven?" "I can't lead!" "I'm just being carried 'round and 'round!" "Then I'm going to try and reach it!" "But what are you doing?" "!" "Go back!" "I can't!" "Now that we're dancing, what was it the Toymaker wanted us to do?" "Reach that big cupboard up there before them." "Ah, well, what about that doll there, then." "Aw, that's the game, duck." "You dance with them, while I run for the cupboard up there." "Oh, begging' your pardon, Mrs. W. - this is men's work." "You dance, and I'll run." "Well, to be quite frank with you, Mrs. W., soldiers don't dance." "Well, officers, perhaps." "But sergeants, no." "Here, why don't you try the floor?" "Dodo, keep close to me!" "Why?" "Don't ask questions!" "Hurry up, Sergeant, I can't keep it up for long." "Just on my way, Mrs. W.!" "Dodo, come here!" "Help!" "I'm surprised at you, Sergeant Rugg." "Put that hussy down and get to the cupboard!" "I can't!" "He's going, Dodo!" "We must get nearer the TARDIS." "I'm bound to come to _ somehow!" "Well, we'll be ready for them!" "We're almost there!" "Concentrate now!" "Here we are!" "_, it's another fake." "I wonder how many of these things he made?" "Far too many." "I'm beginning to wonder if we'll ever see the real one again." "We might be shut in here forever." "Nah, of course we'll find it." "Go on, don't lose heart now." "We've been through too much!" "How on earth do we get out of this thing?" "I wonder if we'll ever see the sergeant and the cook again?" "They were rather funny, you know." "Look, you still believe in these creations of the Toymaker, don't you?" "You can't see that they're just phantoms - things created in his mind." "If that's so, why do they lose to us?" "And always through doing something silly and human?" "Oh, I don't know." "Maybe they get out of his control." "Well, that's just what I meant." "What are you talking about?" "Look, he can bring them to life, but they have wills and minds of their own." "I'll never be able to look at a doll or a playing card again with an easy mind." "They really do have a secret life of their own." "Whoa!" "Whoa!" "Whoa!" "We've got to get you out of here and quick!" "Why?" "What do you mean?" "This place is beginning to get you." "Oh, rubbish!" "Just because you can't see..." "We've got to find the next clue." "Now who needs a telephone here?" "There must be in here somewhere." "Still, can't help wondering what happened to them." "You forget that I can see you even if no one else can." "But you laugh too soon." "The game is not yet over... either for you or for your two clever friends." "They still have a game or two to play yet." "But they must not win the next game." "Clowns!" "Nursery characters!" "Playing cards!" "I was foolish to trust you to play my games for me." "You're all too human, too kind." "I must find a more deadly character." "Ahhh!" "The most deadly character of them all, because he looks so innocent... a fat, jolly school boy." "I wonder what your friends will make of him, Doctor?" "And I see you only have 123 moves to go!" "Hey, wonder what that is?" "This could be the next riddle - or the next warning." "Not again!" "Well, there's the way out." "Let's read this first." ""Lady Luck will show the way, win the game or here you'll stay. "" "Well, that's shorter than the others were." "Doesn't mean it's going to be any easier." "C'mon." "I can't see!" "Don't do anything till we know exactly what's happening." "Hello, remember me?" "I'm Cyril, known to my friends as Billy." "Had you that time!" "Scare ya?" "Yes, it did." "We've seen you before, haven't we?" "Heh, yeah, that's right." "You're Dodo, aren't you?" "And you're Steven?" "_ a shock!" "You should see your face!" "You'll feel my hand in a minute!" "What have you got there?" "Be careful!" "I'll show you." "Look." "Take the thing off!" "All right, there!" "Any more of these schoolboy jokes on you?" "I don't know why you're carrying on like this." "I'm just trying to be friendly." "Well, it's charming way to make friends." "I'm sure he didn't mean any harm." "Of course not." "Here, have some sweets." "Oh, no thanks." "Oh, go on, do." "Dodo, go on, take them." "We'll be here all day." "If I eat anymore, I'll be sick, I expect." "You know, you're one of my heroes." "I... when I grow up, I, I want to be just like you." "When you grow up?" "Yes." "Well, you look pretty grown up to me already." "Steven - look!" "The Doctor's reached move 902." "We'll have to hurry." "So, where's the next game we have to play?" "Yaroooh!" "It's right over here." "You won't find it so easy this time, you know... 'cause you see, you'll be playing against me!"