"The Cybermen." "Shh." " Where do they come from?" "I don't know, Jamie, but they're here, aren't they?" "Come on, let's go back to the canoe." "And what do you think will happen?" "Well, it's not really a military matter now." "You'll simply hand over to the police." "More or less." "Pity." "I could have got some great pictures and made a bomb selling them to the papers." "Oh, well." "Look, perhaps I can compensate by buying you dinner." "That would be nice." "Hey, are you stinking rich?" "Not on a captain's pay, I'm not." "Well, it's not my day, is it?" "Money isn't everything, you know..." "Doctor, any luck?" "What did you find out?" "Some old friends of ours are here, Zoe." "Who?" "The Cybermen." "Yes, I'm afraid it's true, Zoe." "That's what you suspected, wasn't it?" "What on Earth are Cybermen?" "They're from another world." "Inhuman killers." "You mean..." "They are from space or something." "Yes." "And that spaceship we saw on the other side of the moon was obviously their craft." "Yeah." "What are they?" "Little green men?" "You..." "You're serious?" "We've met Cybermen before and seen what they can do." "Where exactly are they and how many?" "At Vaughn's headquarters in London..." "Hundreds of them, probably thousands." "So Vaughn's helping them." "That deep space radio transmitter is obviously being used by the Cybermen spaceships to home in on." "So that's what those UFOs were." "But there've been hundreds of those sightings." "Aye, they must have quite an army by now." "The thing is, where are they hiding them all?" "I don't know, Jamie." "Captain, where's the Brigadier?" "At the Ministry of Defence." "I'll get on to him immediately and tell him what you discovered." "No, no, Captain." "The people who went into Vaughn's Headquarters" "were different when they came out, weren't they?" "Yes." "Do you think they're been controlled, Doctor?" "Controlled?" "Yes, the Cybermen have means of controlling people's minds." "They appear to be almost normal, but they're not, they're controlled." "Who is the Brigadier immediately answerable to?" "Major-General Rutlidge." "No cause for alarm?" "Billy, do you realise what's happened?" "They tried to shoot down one of my helicopters." "You were trespassing over their top-security area." "Oh, for heaven's sake." "If you can't trust a UNIT force, who can you trust?" "There's nothing we..." "What's the matter?" "Oh." "Nothing." "Nothing at all." "Look, Billy, Vaughn's a powerful chap, I know that." "But surely we can at least request a thorough investigation." "This isn't our province." "Well, then whose province is it?" "It's no good getting angry about this." "You must see this from my point of view." "All you've given me are vague reports," "nothing conclusive, no proof." "No proof!" "I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding." "I'll talk to the C in C of internal security myself." "But, Billy, talk isn't going to help." "I want some sort of action, and I want it now." "At least get the civil authorities to investigate." "You'll have to leave this matter with me." "Will I?" "If you're thinking of going to the C in C yourself," "I shouldn't bother, you'll be wasting your time." "So you're going to do nothing?" "What sort of hold has Vaughn got on you?" "Vaughn?" "I..." "Brigadier, your UNIT force will take no precipitous action without top-priority permission." "That is an order." "I see, sir." "Well, you can override my authority but not that of UNIT Central Command." "I'm sending a full report to them in Geneva." "International Electromatics, Central Office." "Just one moment please, sir." "Oh, with priority scramble." "Yes, sir." "Have Gregory work with Professor Watkins on the machine." "Yes, Mr Vaughn." "No, wait." "Report." "Communication from Major-General Rutlidge on public video." "Switch to visual circuit." "What is it, Rutlidge?" "The UNITgroup." "Well?" "There'll be trouble." "I can't stop it." "Why not?" "You have authority to." "I have no authority outside this country." "A report is being made to UNIT Central Control." "They're bound to investigate and take action." "I see." "How long before this will be effective?" "I think..." "I should..." "Rutlidge." "Rutlidge!" "What's the matter with him?" "Listen to me, Rutlidge!" "Listen!" "You will obey my commands." "You understand?" "Your commands." "You will leave your office and come here to me." "To you." "Immediately." "Do you understand?" "I must..." "Your commands." "Do you understand!" "Yes." "I understand." "I understand." "Good fellow." "What was the matter with him?" "Our control over him is weakening." "Well, that could be dangerous." "If he doesn't obey your orders to come over here, he might..." "Oh, he will, Packer, he will." "Are you sure, miss?" "I see." "Right, thanks." "Sir!" "Got him?" "No, sir, General Rutlidge's secretary said that he left some time ago." "I see." "What about the Brigadier?" "Apparently, he wasn't there long, sir." "He must be on his way back now." "Right." "Doctor, it seems a bit too late." "The Brigadier's already been in to see Rutlidge." "Oh, dear." "Yes." "The question is now, where exactly do we stand with Rutlidge?" "I must know, Rutlidge." "You must tell me." "How long?" "How long before the UNIT forces can take action?" "I..." "One day, maybe two." "Good." "Time enough." "Well, I don't like it." "Suppose the UNIT forces move faster than that?" "Suppose they..." "Let me do the supposing, Packer." "Yes, Mr Vaughn." "Now, just to be on the safe side, I think we'd better conduct an experiment." "What do you mean?" "Have the Professor's machine taken down to the warehouse." "Wait outside." "I'll join you later." "What are you going to do?" "Wait and see, Packer." "Wait and see." "Yes, sir." "What about him?" "Oh, leave him to me." "There has been some difficulty." "We must alter our plans." "Report the difficulty and we will assess it." "We must bring the invasion forward." "Our invasion force is not yet complete." "The invasion must take place in 1 5 hours' time, otherwise we may have to face the combined forces of the entire world." "Wait while the report will be assessed." "You will accept what I say or our partnership is at an end." "The invasion will take place at dawn tomorrow." "It has been agreed." "The data will be computed and the invasion details transmitted to you." "Discussion terminated." "How many more?" "About 50 more crates." "Hurry it up." "Yes, sir." "Follow me." "Have you received your instructions?" "Yes." "You will proceed through the sewer tunnels to your allotted sectors." "There, you will obey the commands of your sector leader." "We understand." "Proceed." "You see, a network of tunnels underneath London." "And that's where you think they might be?" "Yes." "And look." "There's a main flood-relief sewer running right underneath the warehouse." "Yes, but if there's water in the sewers, wouldn't that affect them?" "Oh, no, no." "Besides, many of these tunnels are dry and only flood during heavy rainfall." "What do we do?" "Pray for a cloudburst?" "Miss Watkins, this could be very serious." "I'm sorry, but, well, it's a pretty fantastic story to swallow." "Yes, but so was the attack from the Yeti, but nevertheless it happened." "With all due respect, sir, she's right." "No one believed in the Yetis until they saw them." "If you go to Central Command with this story, they'll think you're mad." "Yes." "Yes, Jimmy, you're right." "'Course, what we really need is some sort of evidence, some proof." "It might be better at the moment to find out what form this attack's going to take." "Jamie..." "What?" "That transistor radio that Vaughn gave you." "Have you still got it?" "Aye, here." "Brigadier, have you any IE equipment here?" "Um, Jimmy, have we?" "Yes, we have, sir." "A computer and various radio and radar components." "May I see them, please?" "Certainly." "Jimmy, would you..." "I'll show you, Doctor, it's this way." "Thank you." "Ah, there you are, Packer." "Everything going well?" "Yes, Mr Vaughn." "Good." "Time for our little experiment." "Mr Vaughn, I don't think you should..." "We must try the machine, Gregory." "But it's dangerous." "It would be even more dangerous if we didn't try it." "We must be sure we have an effective weapon against the Cybermen." "You're going to try it on one of them?" "Why not?" "Revive it." "Uh, just enough to bring it out of its cocoon." "Yes, sir." "Hold it there." "Now, Gregory, connect the Professor's machine." "Mr Vaughn, please..." "Connect it!" "What emotion shall I induce?" "Fear!" "Let's see how the Cybermen will react to fear." "Increase the power." "More power!" "That's all there is!" "Quick!" "I told you, the machine isn't ready yet." "It's following the others into the sewers." "Let it go." "It's gone mad." "It could've killed us all." "Possibly, but I think we proved that the Professor's machine can be effective." "Get him to work on it, Gregory." "I want twice as much power and I want directional control." "Yeah, but what about that one?" "You can't let it roam down there alone!" "Why not?" "Well, it'll kill anything that gets in its way." "Good." "Anyone fool enough to be down those sewers deserves to die." "Now you really believe that these Cybermen things are down in the sewers?" "Seems to make sense." "But you can't do anything about it without proof or evidence." "Central Command would think I was mad." "Well, the answer's simple, surely." "Go and get some proof." "And how do I prove that in the sewers of London, there are creatures from outer space waiting to attack us?" "Go and get one?" "You wouldn't stand a chance against them, Isobel." "Ah, but you wouldn't have to go anywhere near them." "Photograph them." "That's not a bad..." "Now, wait a minute, it'd be pitch-dark down in those tunnels." "You could use an infrared film, a 25 filter on a 35 mil camera with a telephoto lens and..." "Why, you could take frame after frame without getting anywhere near them." "Is that all gibberish or do you really know what you're talking about?" "Of course I know." "If you're right, it could well be the sort of proof I need to get some action." "Well, all I need is my cameras from the house and I'm all set." "Now, wait a minute, this is hardly a job for you." "Why ever not?" "Well, you're a young woman." "This is a job for my men." "Well, of all the bigoted, anti-feminist, cretinous remarks..." "This is no job for a girl like you." "Now, that's final." "Oh, you..." "You man!" "I'll get in touch with my photographic unit and get them onto it." "Oh, that stupid, bigoted, idiotic..." "Aye, well, he's right, you know." "Jamie McCrimmon!" "Well, he is." "Just because you're a man, you think you're superior, do you?" "Now, I didn't say that..." "Of course, it's true." "Is it, really?" "Right." "Coming, Isobel?" "What a splendid idea." "Where are you going?" "Do you think we should let him come with us?" "Oh, I don't know." "Men aren't much good in situations like this." "Now just a moment." "Where are you going?" "London." "Coming?" "London?" "Now we shouldn't do anything without the Doctor!" "This is rather like looking for the proverbial needle in the proverbial..." "Just a minute..." "Found something?" "I don't know." "Wait a minute." "Yes." "Yes, I'm almost sure that this is the same sort of circuit that was in Jamie's radio." "But what does it do?" "I've no idea." "But it's certainly not part of that equipment." "Have a look." "But why put in a circuit if it doesn't do anything?" "Oh, it does something, all right." "The question is, what?" "One hour before invasion, the Cyber-transmitter units will be launched into orbit around Earth." "The effect will be immediate?" "Yes, transmissions will penetrate all areas." "And if it doesn't work?" "Humans cannot resist Cyber-control." "Our forces will penetrate all areas and select suitable humans for cybernetic conversion." "Conversion to Cybermen?" "Yes." "The unsuitable humans will be destroyed." "No!" "This is not as we agreed!" "It has been decided." "We agreed that I should remain in control of Earth." "In return, I supply the minerals you require." "You will honour that bargain, otherwise there will be no invasion!" "To control, you must undergo complete conversion and become one of us." "No!" "My body may be cybernetic, but my mind stays human." "That is final!" "It has been agreed." "Discussion concluded." "You don't trust them?" "Of course not." "I know they'll try to take control from me when the invasion's complete, but then they don't know about the Cerebraton Machine, do they?" "Well, I don't like it." "That thing just said humans can't resist control." "How do we know these Cyber transmissions aren't going to affect us?" "They won't." "We shall be protected by the implanted audio-rejection capsules." "You see, Packer, I've thought all this out in detail." "Nothing has been overlooked." "Found anything?" "No." "I'm afraid not." "What I really need is laboratory facilities." "I'm sure that this micromonolithic circuit is something to do with the Cybermen's invasion plan." "Perhaps we can find a lab for you to work in." "Oh, no, that's no problem." "I can go up to London and use Professor Watkins's laboratory at Travers's house." "Right." "I'll arrange transport." "Thank you." "I'll arrange for a helicopter to transport the photographic detail here for a briefing." "Over." "Very good, sir." "They'll be standing by." "Out." "Brigadier?" "Yes, Doctor?" "Where's Jamie and Zoe and Isobel?" "I've no idea." "Sergeant Walters?" "Yes, sir." "Friends of the Doctor." "Any idea where they are?" "They took a van and went back to London, sir." "London?" "What on earth for?" "They said they were going to get something important for the Brigadier, sir." "For me?" "Yes, sir." "Oh, no, they surely couldn't have been so stupid as..." "Sergeant Walters!" "Sir?" "Get Benton on the radio link." "Yes, sir." "What's the matter?" "I'm sorry, Doctor, but I think those crazy kids have gone off to the sewers" "to get photographs of the Cybermen!" "What?" "Look, at least, let's call the Doctor up first." "Scared, Jamie?" "No!" "I mean, I don't even know what we're going to do." "Well, come on, then." "Women!" "UNIT Transport Car 23 report in, over." "Car 2 3 to UNIT Command." "Receiving you, over." "There you are, sir." "This is the Brigadier." "Have you still got your passengers?" "No, sir." "I've just dropped them." "Your position?" "In the vicinity of red sector one, sir." "Shepherd Street." "That's almost on top of Vaughn's HQ, sir." "Benton, listen." "Try and make contact with your passengers again and get them to report in to me." "I'll try, sir, but I'm not sure which way they've gone." "Don't make excuses, Benton!" "This is a top-priority alert, out." "Jimmy, I want you to take charge of this operation." "Get over there at once, will you?" "Right, sir." "Sergeant." "I'd better go back to London with him and see if I can make some sense of these circuits." "I'm gonna have to leave my three friends in your very capable hands." "Don't worry, Doctor." "We'll get them back." "Thank you." "I hope." "Third time lucky." "Good." "Go on then, Jamie." "Down we go." "Me?" "But..." "Right!" "Come on, Isobel." "Shh!" "Lower your camera down to me." "Hey, you!" "What do you think you're going down there for, you young idiots!" "Here, you kids!" "Come on out of there, or I'll come down after you." "I know you're down there." "Are you going to come up or do I have to come down and fetch you?" "That's all we need." "If he carries on shouting like that, we'll have every Cyberman in the area on top of us." "Shh!" "Jamie, look, I think there's something further down the tunnel." "I can't see anything." "Just in case, though..." "I think that we better get back." "Come on." "Oh, Jamie, look!" "I was right!" "Fantastic." "Come on, back." "Right, you kids, where are you?" "Come on now, stop playing about." "Are you down there, then?" "Come on, come on, I know you're down here somewhere." "Come on, you're just risking our necks." "Just a couple more..." "There isn't time." "Come on!" "Out!" "Come on, come on, you'll get lost if you go wandering about down there." "Come on." "What the heck?" "The policeman!" "They've killed him!" "Right, come on!" "Oh, Jamie, no!" "What?" "Don't you realise?" "We can't go back that way!" "And we can't go that way!" "That Cyberman's after..." "Yes, they're coming at us from both directions!"