"(DOCTOR WHO THEME)" ""Hydrogen." "Abundant element." ""Highly explosive in the presence of oxygen." ""Believed to be the basic constituent out of which the galaxy was first..."" "Oh, this heat!" "Has something gone wrong with the Tardis air-conditioning?" "Of course, that's it!" "It's not the Tardis!" "Well, what else could it be?" "Outside!" "You'd better read this." "I've got to do something." "Event One." "A trap, Adric said." "This is a time machine." "And we're travelling backwards in time!" "Back to first event!" "The creation of the galaxy out of a huge in-rush of hydrogen." "We're heading straight into the biggest explosion in history!" "(EXPLOSION)" "Farewell, my friends." "Farewell forever!" "That face, I hate it!" "We must do something." "There's only one thing we can do." "And?" "That's all." "All?" "Hogwash!" "We found the databank." "Maybe we'll learn how to fly the machine." "Tablets..." "The mixture..." "The ointment... (MASTER LAUGHING)" "ADRIC:" "No!" "You must control these dangerous emotions, Adric, they're only causing you pain, besides interfering with the reception." "Now..." "Closer!" "The potion..." "The solution." "Oh, my little friend, if only you were." "Transport of delight!" "You have something to say?" "Well?" "I'll fight you!" "I won't let you harm the Doctor." "I won't!" "Closer, Adric." "I must see them!" "Go softly on!" "You don't understand the physics of the situation." "We're already caught in the field of Event One." "It's pulling us in faster and faster." "A sort of gravity." "The time force." "It's many orders of magnitude greater." "But people escape from gravity all the time." "What we need is some kind of rocket thrust." "All right, enormous thrust." "But there must be some way the Tardis can do that!" "But nothing's happening." "The temperature's defeating the automatic controls." "Doctor!" "You must go back." "Smoke!" "Heat!" "And noise!" "Adrenaline!" "And neuropeptides!" "The brain's working!" "Neuropeptides?" "What's he talking about?" "The excitement's changing his biochemistry." "It's only temporary but perhaps he can help us." "TEGAN:" "We must take him back." "It's not safe." "But the Doctor's our only chance, unless we can find some way of getting the temperature down." "The manual override, Nyssa." "I'll have to explain how to vent the thermo buffer." "Listen very carefully." "My concentration may go again at any moment." "ADRIC:" "Doctor." "I sympathise, this is all too easy." "A great pity." "These facile victories only leave me hungry for more conquest." "This will be simpler, of course, if you go into hover mode first, always remembering, of course, not to reverse the polarity of the neutron flow." "The whole system's on manual now." "This is where it starts to get really dangerous." "Not till now?" "The temperature will start coming down fairly quickly, but without that stimulus, my neuropeptide level will fall to normal." "Don't worry, Doctor." "We'll get you straight back to the Zero Room." "Good, good." "Now, as soon as full console functions are restored, you can start to reprogram the architectural configuration." "I'd better show you." "But how would it help to change the Tardis rooms around?" "The architectural configuration system can do more than that." "We can actually delete rooms." "Delete them?" "You mean, zap?" "Yes, exactly." "Zap!" "Enough zap and you have your thrust." "Now, follow this very carefully." "You bet your life." "Perhaps this little demonstration will give you some glimpse of my real power." "Power you're getting from me!" "From my computations!" "In part, certainly, even as an enemy you're useful." "But how much more useful as an ally." "Now, have you got that?" "Yes." "We're converting the mass of the deleted Tardis rooms into momentum." "But I still don't understand about momentum." "Mass in motion." "Thrust, if you like." "Time for lessons later." "Does it mean burning up part of the Tardis?" "Yes, well, don't worry, it works!" "We had to do that once with Adric to get away from..." "By the way, where is Adric?" "Adric." "He's, um..." "Well, where?" "We need him!" "It's cooler already." "That's something." "Well?" "Adric's not here, Doctor." "You see..." "We thought he was in the Zero Room!" "Well, tell me later." "There's not much time." "Once a star field reaches critical mass, we'll be shut into the in-rush." "Where were we, Jo?" "Deleting rooms." "But Adric..." "Are you okay, Doctor?" "His adrenaline's normalising." "It was helping to bridge the synapses." "Shh." "Come on, we've got to finish this." "17,000 tons of thrust." "Say, 25% of the architecture." "A whole quarter of the Tardis?" "Which 25%, Doctor?" "Doesn't matter, same thrust." "No, it isn't." "We don't want to jettison the console room." "That's a thought." "Doctor, please!" "One last thing." "Yes?" "How do we make sure we don't jettison the console room?" "Oh, yes." "That's the trouble with manual override." "What's the problem?" "Get K9 to explain it to you!" "Good luck!" "Thanks, Doc." "I think we might need it." "Well, Adric, this is my proposition." "Life will immediately become more comfortable for you if you join forces with me." "Or do you prefer to remain in the web throughout eternity?" "A mere utility." "You may speak." "What do you want me to do?" "TEGAN:" "It seems so still now." "We've passed the boundary layer." "We're heading straight towards the in-rush." "38 seconds." "How can you be so calm?" "We're playing Russian roulette with the Tardis." "NYSSA: 31 seconds." "TEGAN:" "If I press that button, it could be the console room we jettison!" "If." "You taught me something." "As a scientist, it's easy to be tyrannised by facts." "If can work." "But I didn't know it'd be this chancy!" "Because it is still an "if"." "You have to turn the "if" into a fact." "Five seconds... 4, 3, 2, 1..." "So, this petty feud with the Doctor is over." "Adric, you were wise to join me." "You've got to keep your side of the bargain." "But are you truly sincere?" "I sense a barrier behind your eyes." "Are you keeping something from me?" "How could I?" "The universe is purged of the Doctor and his impossible dreams of goodness." "You and I belong to the future!" "The Doctor was doomed." "I see that now." "He might've escaped from the in-rush." "Yes, even that was a possibility." "But I had installed a trap behind that trap that would've been a joy to spring!" "Yet another trap?" "Ajourney back in time." "Long awaited." "Why are you so curious?" "Residual voltage?" "You're receiving an image!" "What are you concealing from me?" "Some distant event beyond the range of my own scanner?" "I'll burn through your barrier, boy!" "Bring it to me!" "No." "No!" "MASTER:" "It can't possibly be..." "All Time Lords regenerate according to this databank." "You'd think there'd be something in here about what to do when it goes wrong." "We must get him straight back to the Zero Room." "Wait a minute." ""Ambient complexity is the cause of many of these failures of regeneration." ""Some real locations are known to have properties similar to Zero environments" ""and, in some cases, are eminently more effective."" "That's it." "We need to take him somewhere uncomplicated." "Somewhere away from technology." ""Classic Plainness as exemplified by regions like Dwellings of Simplicity."" "Dwellings of Simplicity?" ""Castrovalva."" "Where's that?" "Closer, boy..." "I must see him." "Hear him!" "No." "No!" "So, Doctor, you have survived." "But at what cost, I wonder." "Castrovalva." "The databank is certain it's the best place to recuperate." "It's in Andromeda." "A small planet of the Phylox series." "How do we get there?" "Don't worry, Doctor." "Tegan thinks she's learnt how to set the coordinates." "Are you sure?" "Well, that's what she said." "When the Tardis is on manual, you can't be certain of anything." "What do you mean?" "It's harder to fly than you think." "I mean, you don't just flick a switch." "Castrovalva here we come." "Please." "So, this air hostess person's flying it, eh?" "Well, I wish her the best of luck." "Seems you were wrong about Tegan's ability to fly the Tardis, Doctor." "I don't think so." "Then who's controlling the ship?" "What?" "I don't know." "It must be Tegan!" "Can't be." "Don't you worry about it, Doctor." "Well, we are moving." "We'll soon have you safe." "Here's the Zero Room." "Jettisoned." ""On zeroing the coordinate differential automatic systems" ""reactivate the real-world interface." "See:" "Main Door, The Opening Of."" "Not much here about landing procedure." "Hope it's as simple as it seems." "Handy little device, the sonic screwdriver." "Got me out of a lot of scrapes." "What do I do with this?" "Unscrew the hinges!" "If you wouldn't mind." "Castrovalva!" "Landing procedures." "Here's hoping." "Unscrewing the doors won't get us into the Zero Room, Doctor." "It's gone." "We burnt it up!" "Doctor, please!" "What do I do next?" "Mmm." "Well, we can't hang about here all day." "There's no way into the Zero Room, Doctor." "It's gone." "What do we do?" "Touchdown!" "We've made it." "We've made it!" "Well done, Nyssa." "That's the idea." "We make another Zero Room out of what's left." "Not up to CAA standard, but a landing's a landing!" "Castrovalva can't be far." "Looks very small, Doctor." "And unlike the Tardis, it is very small!" "Well, it's not far to go, anyway!" "You've seen it?" "It's an afternoon's walk away, more or less." "We'll be carrying the Doctor, don't forget." "Oh, just the Zero Cabinet." "TEGAN:" "Eh?" "You won't feel my weight." "I'll make it easy for you." "I'll be levitating." "That's much better!" "There's a whole room full of clothes if you want to change." "No, we should make a start." "It's that way." "I still say we should get help from Castrovalva." "Why?" "He's no problem while he's levitating." "We can roll him along in the chair." "Doctor?" "Doctor?" "What happened?" "So sorry, lost concentration for a moment." "Very tired." "I really think we should get help." "Please, there's not much time." "Thank you." "Well done, Doctor." "NYSSA:" "Maybe it's that way." "I did see it and I'm sure it's that way." "I think he's got heavier." "I hope you're wrong." "Come on, Doctor." "Help us to help you." "(YELLS)" "Ew!" "Are you sure I can't give you a hand?" "This is going to take a bit of molecular adjustment." "Oh, no." "What are we going to do now?" "NYSSA:" "Are you sure this is the right way?" "TEGAN:" "It'd better be!" "You know, this thing is still getting heavier." "The old Doc's levitation is wearing a bit thin." "He's lost his concentration again." "If we don't find Castrovalva soon..." "Doctor?" "Shall we take a peek at him?" "Nobody can open this cabinet unless the Doctor wants it open." "The internal interfaces are fused by strong force interaction and..." "Look!" "Castrovalva!" "Never mind that, we've got to get help!" "Just in case." "It'll be night before we know it." "Still no way in." "And here is where you saw them?" "Mergrave must be told of this." "Castrovalva's harder to get into than the Doctor's cabinet." "Well, perhaps we should get back there." "We might be able to wake him." "How?" "We can't get into him." "Well, we'll have to think of something." "It does seem the only way." "Doctor?" "Blood..." "He's gone." "The Doctor's gone!"