"Cease firing." "They have escaped." "Final termination is inevitable." "Eradicate!" "Obliterate!" "Annihilate!" "We will embark in our time machine at once." "The Dalek supreme has ordered they are to be pursued through all eternity." "We did it!" "We did it!" "Yes young lady, a very good thing we did." "We might not you know." "Oh, come on, Doctor." "You weren't exactly bursting with confidence when the Aridians held us prisoner." "A momentary qualm, a momentary qualm." "Nothing more, nothing more." "Yes, I had a qualm or two myself." "Yes, quite so, oh.." "Hey, I wonder how those Mire Beasts are enjoying that Dalek, eh?" "Bit gritty." "Oh, I don't know, I should think a little" "Pate de Dalek a la Mire Beast might be rather palatable!" "Oh Doctor!" "Well, we can always drop you off to find out, hmm?" "Thank you very much!" "We've just escaped from those things." "We don't want to be sent back there." "Ah and I don't think we shall run into them again." "And I think you must agree that we gave them a very good hiding." "Yes, yes, yes, I..." "Er, what's this, Doctor?" "That's my Time Path Detector..." "It's been in the ship ever since I constructed it." "But do you know, I don't remember it registering before?" "What does it show?" "Well, it surveys the time path we're travelling on." "The fact that it's registering can only mean one thing..." "Yes, go on!" "It's another time machine, travelling on the same route!" "Enemy time machine position now constant." "Lock tracking device." "Tracking device locked." "Report extent of time curve." "Seven-seven-three." "Daledian scale; nine-one-five degrees." "Compute time lag by earth scale." "one forty computer reading one-five earth minutes reducing." "We are close behind them." "Success!" "Success!" "Exterminate!" "Success!" "Final victory inevitable!" "Order executioner to prepare to disembark." "I obey." "What flavour is it?" "Guava." "Ah, it's useless, useless, hmm!" "Hello, hello?" "Got our battle dress on again?" "The Doctor doesn't seem to be having much luck." "No." "Well, if we can't escape from them, we'll have to stay and fight 'em." "But we're in front." "We could keep moving." "Yes, but for how long, Vicki?" "Let's ask the Doctor." "He should know by now what he's going to do." "Ah, I'm afraid it's no good." "I'm quite unable to elude them, hmm!" "Doctor, what are we going to do?" "When we land?" "Just wait for the Daleks to catch us up?" "It takes twelve minutes for our computers to re-orientate and gather power." "Now that twelve minutes is vital to us." "We must hold onto it." "Give me time to be able to do something whereby..." "Why don't we just go faster, Doctor?" "Yes, well, please, just leave it to me, just leave it to me, will you?" "Doctor?" "The time rotor" " Doctor, it's slowing down!" "Yes, yes - hmm?" "Oh, that means we can land in two minutes." "But where, Doctor, where?" "Here, on top of the Empire State Building you're on the hundredth and second storey above the ground level." "At a height of one thousand, four hundred and, seventy, three feet." "This is the tallest building, the tallest structure in the entire world." "Now you note, when you come up in the elevator, it took you seven minutes." "Well this way down, you wanna get down in a hurry, it would take you thirty seconds." "Well, of course, we,don't, recommend that." "Now as we, gaze out across the panorama... the, imposing panorama of our proud city you will notice many other notable buildings." "Among them the, er, Chrysler Tower that's one thousand and forty six feet high and the Jannen Tower, that's six hundred and eighty feet high and already it's threatened with obsolescence." "Without what?" "Up the mighty Hudson river and now if you'll come with me to the north aspect of the building, I will point out more items of interest." "We sure don't have anything like that in Alabama!" "No sir, ha!" "I could have sworn that thing wasn't there just now?" "Well, I guess that's New York for ya!" "Ha!" "Morning." "You're from Earth..." "No, no Ma'm." "No, I..." "I'm from Alabama." "Er, what time is it?" "Three after twelve, Ma'm." "I really meant what year is it?" "What, you mean you have different years here?" "!" "Well... what year is it in Alabama?" "1966 Ma'm." "You wouldn't be trying to have a bit of fun with me now, would you?" "No... no." "Afternoon." "Mornin' 1966!" "Oh..." "Erm... thank you!" "Pleased to oblige you, Miss!" "recognise this place." "It's Ancient New York." "Ancient!" "There were pictures of it in our history books." "It was destroyed in the Dalek invasion." "Wait... how many more of you are there in that thing?" "Oh, just the four of us, young man." "Must be a kind of tight squeeze?" "Can't all have come out of there." "Doctor?" "This is no place to meet the Daleks." "A lot of innocent people could get hurt." "Yes, quite so, quite so, dear boy." "Well, er, the computers will be ready in a few moments." "I... suggest that, er, we re-embark." "Yeah." "Er, Vicki, Barbara, come along." "Hey, er, you goin' back in?" "Yes, that's right." "Oh now, come on, wait a minute!" "Ah..." "I just bet you folks are from Hollywood!" "You're making some kind of motion picture." "Now that's it, ain't it?" "No, it ain't!" "I..." "I... come along..." "Tell me, you're secret will be safe!" "Yes sir!" "Real safe." "Secret?" "Sure, I've seen this trick before great long police cars comin' outa tiny little wooden sheds!" "Ha!" "I saw you come outa there with ma own eyes!" "You just ain't gonna make it back it again!" "Goodbye." "Goodbye!" "Goodbye!" "Hot diggety!" "Ah knew ah was right!" "Y... you, you should be wearing Police uniforms you all is... you all is in a chase." "Chase?" "Yes, as a matter of fact, young man, that's exactly what this is." "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be getting along, it's the, er, chase, you know?" "Sure thing Mister!" "Ah understand." "Just wait 'til I tell the folks back home I met some real movie pe..." "Do you know Cheyanne Bodie?" "Look, just wait a minute, ...I want to get this thing on celluloid." "That's real clever, how they done that." "Sure if it don't beat all!" "Sure is clever that..." "God darn it if they ain't gone an' done it again!" "Howdy Mister!" "Say, you sure are an ugly looking friend!" "Wait... what's the name of this film, Mister?" "My, my my, boy, you come all over in blue spots." "What's this thing here?" "Now, just, now now!" "There ain't no need to get sore." "The other movie people was right friendly." "Movie pe..." "Where are they?" "They-just-left!" "They was in some kind of beat-up old blue wooden box" "It just kinda like vanished!" "I say, I thought they'd hav been chasing you." "Just hold it there, Mister." "I want to get a picture of this." "Sure is the greatest..." "Well, dang me!" "If they ain't gone an' done it again!" "This is... the greatest thing." "It's gotta be around here somewhere?" "Just can't vanish into thin air." "I know you're there somewhere boy!" "As I enjoy... gives me a chance.." "you know, I get around" "There's gotta be a trick to it somehow!" "Yes sir!" "I bet this here is hollow!" "That's what it is..." "He's a nutter." "Keep an eye on him see that he don't jump over the building." "I'll get a cop." "Watch 'im, eh?" "Yes, I wonder, hmm?" "They're still on our track." "Catching us up, are they?" "Will you get my screwdriver, child?" "The large one." "The one that I was fiddling with on the Visualiser." "OK." "Oh, this thing's heavy." "Yes, thank you, thank you." "Is this going to work, Doctor?" "Maybe." "I'm not sure." "But if they're going to catch us up we've got to find something to fight back with, hmm?" "Oh, Doctor, why don't we just stay where we are?" "That's out of the question, my dear." "The vacuum in space, we should all be dead in no time." "Here you are." "Ah, thank you, thank you." "What's this all about?" "Well, the idea is, my dear, is to find something that... we can fight back with." "Doctor, we're landing!" "Hmm?" "But I'm not ready, I'm not ready!" "We can't meet them now!" "Oh, gracious!" "No, wait a minute." "We shall have to land and then... take off as quickly as we can again." "Land about six miles off to the south-south-west, sir." "Aye, that'll be the island of Santa Maria." "One of the Azores group." "We're making poor time, Mr. Richardson." "And now it be calmed, after the storm." "I'll mark a reading on the deck log, sir." "I'm going below if you should want me." "Sarah says our child has sickness." "Oh, I'm sorry to hear about that, sir." "It is a ship, Ian!" "It's a sailing ship at sea." "Barbara, don't go wandering off, please." "I just want to have a look." "I..." "I love sailing ships!" "There's no point in being seen." "No, well, erm, I'll just have a look over the ships rail." "No, no, the Doctor's at the controls, we're..." "Got you!" "Oh, let go of me!" "Let go of..." "No, you don't, my beauty" "Captain Richardson's got a way of dealing with stowaways." "I am not a stowaway and you're hurting my hands!" "Just you keep still." "Where've you been hiding since we set sail, eh?" "I haven't been hiding!" "I have just come on board!" "I suppose you're some sort of a mermaid that's lost at sea, eh?" "You swam out from Santa Maria now just to give us poor lonely sailormen a little bit of feminine company, eh?" "Well, everything appears to be in order, my boy, mm?" "Oh, we haven't done very well so far, Doctor, have we?" "Let's face it." "First of all, we land on top of a skyscraper..." "Now we land on a crummy old ship." "What we need is space." "Mmm, indeed, indeed, well, we're ready to move on." "Now, would you, er, tell the ladies that I, er, want to get away, please." "Yes" "Thank you." "Barbara's got a case of call of the sea." "Ah, I'm sorry about that." "You're hurting my hand!" "Look, even if I told you the truth, you wouldn't believe me." "I believe what I see." "Now, come along!" "You're going before the Captain!" "Well done, thanks Vicki!" "That's all right, anytime!" "Hey, there's somebody coming!" "Hide!" "Got him!" "I got him!" "Yes..." "Oh..." "Vicki!" "Vicki, quickly!" "Ah!" "Oh, Ian!" "I'm terribly sorry!" "Did I hurt you?" "Oh, that's a silly question!" "Oh!" "Come on, let's get him into the ship." "Oh, Ian!" "I didn't mean it!" "Oh, Ian!" "Captain Briggs!" "Captain!" "Captain Briggs!" "Yes Mr. Richardson?" "Captain, there was a thing." "on the lower deck." "What are you talking about?" "A stowaway sir." "She got away from me." "A stowaway, eh?" "A girl?" "Aye sir." "Mr. Bosun!" "Rise all hands amidships, we've a stowaway!" "Aye aye sir!" "How'd she get away?" "I got a hit over the head." "By her?" "No sir, it couldn't have been because I was holding her arms." "Do you think it was the..." "the white Barbary terror?" "That's ungodly superstition, Mr. Richardson!" "We've more than one stowaway aboard Mr. Bosun." "Aye sir." "The storm must have bought them out of their hiding place." "Aye lad." "I want 'em found." "Each watch can take a section of the ship and search it thoroughly." "I'll, er, I'll take the forward hold sir, er" "Mr. Bosun, take, er, Starkey and Willoughby, search the aft." "Starkey and Willoughby!" "And Bosun?" "I'll thank you not to disturb my wife and child." "Aye aye sir." "The rest of you men search the hold." "Keep your hands off the cargo." "We shall soon be arriving." "Order the search party to stand by." "They are ready." "Is that where the humans have landed?" "Yes." "Join the search party and prepare to disembark." "We are materialising... now." "There's nobody here, Willoughby." "We'll try below." "The white terror!" "The white terror of Barbary!" "Where are the time travellers?" "Run lads!" "'Tis the white terror!" "Run, run!" "You fools!" "Get back to your posts!" "Get away!" "Wait!" "Get away!" "Do not move!" "Answer my question!" "Come on, sir, come on!" "It's the Barbary terror!" "Come on!" "You're not going to take my soul!" "Is the earth time machine here?" "It has not yet been discovered." "Join in the search." "You search up there." "No... no!" "Wait!" "No... no... no, no!" "Please, no, please!" "No, no, argh!" "There is no one on the vessel." "Come." "We must continue our pursuit course." "Is that better?" "Oh!" "Thanks!" "Oh..." "Well, you must admit it was funny." "Really?" "I haven't seen the joke yet, I must say." "One thing I did see by the way the name of that ship we were on." "Was what that?" "The Mary Celeste.." "Mary Celeste?" "Vicki?" "Any change, Doctor?" "I altered the curve we were travelling on." "For one moment, I dared hoped we'd lost them." "They must have detected the change and followed." "They're close on our track." "But surely we've got our twelve-minute lead still?" "I'm afraid not." "It's down to eight." "It will be reduced even further after our next landing." "We must face the facts;" "the Daleks are closing in on us."