"Sincro: wyxchari" "It's alright, they were on their own." "OK Weams, no sense in wasting any more time." "Off you go." "Right, sir." "Come on, let us out!" "Let us out!" "It's no good, Jamie, they can't hear!" "..." "What have we done?" "Not we, Victoria - me." "I'm the one that's to blame." "I should have told them about the Doctor." "A doctor!" "Well, if he was anywhere near those explosives when they went up..." "Yes sir." "Don't you think I should go and have a look, sir?" "The youngsters said he was following the cable." "Yes, you'd better." "Sir!" "Oh, and Staff, take someone with you." "Sir!" "Sir?" "Yes, Weams?" "This blast recorder ain't working, sir." "Rubbish." "Miss Travers checked it!" "Well it ain't registered, sir." "He's right!" "But it fired - look at the circuits!" "You can't have an explosion without a blast, can you?" "Well, come to think of it, we didn't hear anything either." "We should have heard something, even at this distance." "Yes." "Sir, this Doctor bloke that's in the tunnel - he could have tampered with the charges, you know." "Sabotage..." "I think it's time we had a chat with those two youngsters." "You mustn't blame yourself, Jamie." "After all, the Doctor did tell us to be careful." "Now we still don't know who these people are." "No, we don't know anything, except the Doctor might have been blown to kingdom come." "Sit down, both of you." "Is it bad news, then?" "Oh, no - well at least, we hope not." "We don't know for the moment." "I've sent a couple of men along the tunnel to investigate." "But that's not why I came in here." "You three are up to something, and I mean to find out what." "We're up to something?" "Now just a moment." "Suppose you tell us first just what's going on down here." "How did you get into the tunnel?" "Or let me put it another way - where did you break in?" "We didn't break in." "But you must have done." "All the stations are sealed, aren't they?" "We just arrived - we were brought here." "Sir, Lane's got Holborn on the line." "Sounds like trouble." "Yeti?" "Could be, sir." "Something's up." "OK, Weams." "Yeti?" "Did he say Yeti?" "Hello, hello, Holborn?" "..." "This is HQ to Holborn." "Can you hear me?" "..." "Not a sausage." "There must be someone manning the phone." "OK, Lane, what gives?" "Well, it's just firing at the other end, sir." "Firing?" "Yes, sir." "Listen." "Oh, good grief, no!" "Hello, HQ to Holborn?" "What happened, Lane?" "Well, it was difficult to hear, sir." "I think the truck was late getting there..." "Then what?" "Well they must have got the ammo unloaded, sir, 'cos he says they were jumped when they were moving." "Take O'Brien and a couple of the others." "Sir!" "Come on, mate." "Here, you're not going out there?" "Yes, Mr Chorley." "Want to come?" "Report some action first hand?" "Well, I don't think I'd better get in the way." "I... er... think I'd better stay here, don't you?" "Yes." "Yes, I think you better had." "There hasn't been an explosion, Staff!" "I can see that, lad..." "Here!" "No sign of that Doctor bloke." "No... here, give me a hand with this." "It's our detonator, alright." "It's fired, too... 'ere, hang on a minute." "All the ammo, Staff." "If it's fired, then why didn't..." "Yeah, why didn't this tunnel go up?" "..." "No damage at all..." "Yet something blew up here!" "It's obvious, ain't it?" "It's been got at." "Where's that Doctor?" "That's what I'd like to know." "Father?" "Hmm...?" "The soldiers have found two youngsters in the tunnels." "They seem to know a great deal about the Yeti." "Oh?" "They know they're robots!" "What!" "And they know about the control spheres, too." "But they can't have" " I mean, the public were never told!" "I know." "Well, where are they?" "Don't you see, it makes sense, Victoria!" "If the Yeti are in London, then the Intelligence is here too!" "What, you mean controlling them?" "Aye, and not only them!" "Look, it must have been the Intelligence that got hold of us in space, and it must have brought us here." "Oh, but why?" "I wish I knew." "Revenge perhaps." "Hmm..." "Well now, you've got some explaining to do, haven't you?" "We have?" "Now look here..." "Now now, just what do you know about the Yeti?" "Quite a lot, but before we go into all..." "And the spheres?" "Where'd you find out about them?" "That's none of your business." "I'd just like to..." "Who are you?" "I'd like to ask you the same question!" "Wait a minute, Jamie!" "I'm Victoria Waterfield and that's Jamie McCrimmon!" "Father?" "But it... it can't be..." "Why that's... that's over... forty years ago!" "What's going on here?" "Oh Jamie, don't you recognise him?" "It's Professor Travers." "So it is!" "Professor Travers!" "Here, hasn't he got old!" "Huh?" "Oh, but we're very pleased to see you, Professor, very pleased." "The time machine... it was all true then?" "The TARDIS" " I mean aye, of course it's true!" "Hey, do you know what's happened to the Doctor?" "Oh, is he safe?" "Isn't he with you?" "No, he's in the tunnels." "Arnold's gone to look for him." "Father, what is going on?" "Oh dear, I do hope he's alright." "Come on, Jamie, let's go and find out if he's got back yet." "Father!" "Eh?" "Oh, Victoria, try and explain to Anne, will you?" "..." "It's alright, Victoria, you were born..." "I mean..." "She was born years before I was!" "A time machine?" "Oh dear!" "The Captain's been gone about twenty minutes, you say?" "Yes, Staff." "Quite a battle" " I should think we've lost those chaps bringing back the ammo." "Well it's to be hoped you're wrong, Mr Chorley." "Alright, Blake, you can stand down now." "You too, Weams." "Righto, Staff." "Ah, Sergeant, the Doctor." "Is he alright?" "He weren't killed in the explosion, if that's what you mean." "Oh, thank heavens!" "For the simple reason that there weren't no explosion." "What?" "Somebody had tampered with it - and it's my guess it was this Doctor feller." "What rot, Arnold, the Doctor's a friend of mine." "He's the one man that can help us!" "Is he now?" "Well, he weren't nowhere to be seen; he'd disappeared." "Do you think the Yeti got him?" "No." "What makes you so sure?" "Dunno - just a hunch." "Hey, wait a minute, where d'you think you're going?" "He may be lying injured!" "No, we'd have found him." "Unless you know where he is?" "I might..." "Take me to him, could you?" "Aye." "Right, well come on, lad!" "It flies?" "Through time and space?" "Not exactly "flies"... it's difficult to explain." "Not half as difficult as it is to believe!" "Your father believes it." "Yes... yes, he seems to." "And you met him - when was it you said?" "In 1935?" "In Tibet?" "Yes!" "You couldn't possibly have." "You're no older than... but you seem to know about the Tibet business..." "Why didn't my father tell anyone about this Doctor friend of yours and his TARDIS?" "You're his daughter, and even you find it difficult to believe." "So how would other people react?" "Sorry to barge in." "Left my typewriter in here, and I want to knock up a quick piece about this mysterious Doctor chap." "A bit of a turn-up for the book, wasn't it?" "Any theories?" "On what?" "On what the Doctor and these two kids were doing in the tunnel." "Mushrooming?" "No, seriously." "Ask a silly question..." "Well hasn't she told you anything?" "Nothing that you could print, Mr Chorley." "Oh for goodness sake, why is everybody being so evasive?" "Why won't anybody answer any questions?" "Perhaps they're afraid you'll interpret them in your own inimitable style." "And what does that mean, pray?" "It means you have a reputation for distorting the truth." "You take reality, and you make it into a comic strip - in short, Mr Chorley, you are a sensationalist." "You smug little redbrick university..." "Don't say it, Mr Chorley, I have a very quick temper and very long claws." "There's no sense in losing our temper, Miss Travers." "I'm sorry that my journalistic style doesn't appeal to you, but there are millions of people who..." "Yes, the Gutter Press has a very large following." "Yes, it does, it does indeed, and you'd do very well to remember that, because I intend to print all the facts when we get out of here." "If we get out of here - the Yeti, remember?" "I'm not forgetting." "In fact, I think our little friend here could tell us a few things about them." "It was quite a coincidence, wasn't it, you three pitching up when you did." "What do you mean?" "Ah, don't give us the innocent bit, love." "You know very well that the Doctor sabotaged that explosion." "Mr Chorley, what are you talking about?" "Arnold's just come back and confirmed there was no explosion in the tunnel - and the only person who was in there, as far as we know, was your Doctor friend." "If the Doctor did stop it, he had a very good reason." "Yes, well we'll find out soon enough, because Arnold's just taken the lad back in to hunt him out." "Jamie's gone into the tunnel?" "Right, Thompson, that's the best we can do." "Now go and tell the Corporal to get the men back here as fast as he can..." "No, you're too late." "Stay where you are." "Lane?" "Lane!" "Fall back, you'll never hold them!" "Will nothing stop them?" "Come on, back!" "We couldn't hold 'em, sir." "They're coming, two of 'em!" "They got O'Brien and Cocksey, nothing stops them!" "It's Staff Arnold!" "Yeah, come on." "Captain?" "Yeti!" "They got two of us!" "And the ammo detail - they're all gone." "What's the plan then?" "I brought a load of explosives down from Holborn." "I'm going to blow it - and them with it." "Taking a bit of a risk, aren't you, sir?" "Yeah, I know." "Hey, look what's happening!" "What are they doing?" "Looks like the cobwebs!" "Cobwebs or not, I'm going to blow it sky high." "Get back!" "What's that noise?" "The boxes are pulsating!" "Get back!" "Chorley's an idiot - telling Victoria the boy's gone." "Those two are all that child's got in the world." "I asked her to make some tea - thought it would take her mind off things." "Oh, good idea." "Switch the soldering iron on, would you?" "Father?" "Hmm?" "Have you ever seen this TARDIS?" "No, no, I can't say I have." "It all sounds a bit far-fetched to me." "You know, I think the Doctor's at the back of all this." "What do you mean?" "Doesn't it strike you as odd that on the two occasions you've encountered the Yeti, you've also come across the Doctor?" "Well?" "Well, it's obvious - he controls them!" "Oh, but surely..." "What?" "Oh, tea." "Thank you, my dear." "Oh, aren't you having any?" "No, I think I'll go and lie down for a bit." "Good idea." "Do you think she heard?" "No... in any case, what you say is nonsense, Anne." "I saw the Doctor defeat those robots and save Detsen Monastery." "He wouldn't do that if he was in league with them, now would he?" "No, no I suppose not." "In a situation like this one imagines all sorts of things..." "This waiting's getting on my nerves." "Why the heck don't they do something?" "Steady, lad." "We'll know soon enough." "We can't just stand here." "Can't we make a run for it?" "We wouldn't stand a chance, not with them switched on." "How do you know that?" "It's alright, sir." "The Professor's vouched for him." "Understand he knows a great deal about these robots." "See, you have to find out..." "What's that?" "What made them do that, I wonder?" "Couldn't say, sir." "But I don't think we should stay to find out." "Yes, you're right, Staff." "Come on, let's get back." "Wait - can we not just see what they're up to?" "No!" "If there's one thing that I've learned, it's never push your luck." "Now come on." "Tibet?" "Tibet?" "You're joking." "That's where old Travers says they come from." "He reckons they're Abominable Snowmen." "Well, he's off his chump, ain't he?" "How'd they get here in the first place?" "Come through the post, don't they?" "Nah, seriously." "Outer space, that's where they come from." "Well that's what I reckon, anyway." "Oh do leave off!" "You've been reading too many kids' comics, you have!" "Alright then, Corp, where do they come from?" "It's a foreign power, ain't it?" "Bacteriological warfare, that's what that stuff is in the tunnels." "What, that fungus stuff?" "Yeah." "And them Yeti are some sort of new weapon." "Well, a sort of robot army." "What, you mean it ain't real then?" "Well of course they ain't, you nit!" "Otherwise we'd be able to knock 'em out with the small arms, wouldn't we?" "Yeah - nothing hardly touches 'em, does it?" "Not unless you can cop 'em straight between the eyes." "Then they've had it." "Yeah, well that'll take some doing." "I mean, I'd have a job just holding me arm steady if one of them ugly creeps came at me, wouldn't I?" "I wish we had some more hand grenades, 'cos they're the things that seem to stop 'em dead in their tracks." "Yeah, but we ain't got any, have we?" "." "It's a pity that ammo truck they stopped at Holborn had all the gear in." "Stone me!" "'Ere, we ain't got much of a chance if we come up against that lot, 'ave we?" "Not with the funny old crowd we got down here with us." "You got civvies, RE's, REME..." "'Ere, watch it, mate!" "The lot." "A right old Fred Karno's Army, innit?" "Still, not to worry, me old son." "Not the end of the world, is it?" "Want some more tea?" "Yeah, alright then." "Well move then!" "Here, Corp, look at this!" "What... oh crikey!" "That's what comes of talking about it!" "It's that fungus stuff, it's moving again!" "Oh Anne, come and do this for me, would you?" "Alright, father." "It's my hands - can't control 'em!" "Getting old, that's my trouble." "Don't worry!" "Can't help it" " I feel... responsible somehow." "If only the Doctor would turn up." "I'm sure he could help us." "'Scuse me, sir..." "Eh, what?" "That fungus stuff, it's on the move again." "Euston Square's gone." "Come on, let's have a look!" "It's on the move again, Weams?" "Yes, sir." "Kings Cross has gone, and it's moving on to Farringdon." "It's never moved as fast as this before!" "Hasn't moved at all the last three weeks, Miss." "What started it up again all of a sudden?" "Can't say." "Strange, isn't it, that all this should happen on the very day that your mysterious Doctor friend turns up?" "He hasn't turned up." "Precisely." "He could have sent those kids in here as spies." "Rubbish!" "Would Jamie go away and leave Victoria, if he didn't intend coming back again?" "Excuse me, sir, but where is the young lady?" "Oh, in the Common Room, I suppose." "No she's not, 'cos I went in there when I was looking for you!" "What?" "Well... where is she then?" "Jamie?" "Doctor?" "..." "Jamie?" "Doctor?" "Not a sign of her." "We looked everywhere." "Well then, she must have gone..." "Like I said, a couple of spies!" "Look, sir, the fungus!" "It's moving again!" "Hope the Captain and Staff Arnold ain't anywhere near that little lot." "What is it, sir?" "Quiet!" "Listen." "Quick, get in here." "Soldier!" "Well, there's a sight for sore eyes!" "Are you stark raving mad?" "Aye, well I always sing when I'm scared, see." "Stand to attention when you're talking to an officer!" "Name and serial!" "6-0..." "Shush!" "6-0-1 Evans, sir!" "Evans?" "Anybody know him?" "Oh, I'm not one of your lot, sir." "Then what are you doing down here?" "Trying to get out, Sarge!" "Don't try to be funny with me, lad!" "How did you get down here in the first place?" "Driver on the ammo truck to Holborn." "Got jumped, we did - quite a dust up, there was." "Couldn't get past them hairy creatures, see?" "Been wandering for hours." "Lost, I was." "I tried one way, but there seemed to be some sort of cobweb muck moving down the tunnel." "Moving?" "Are you sure it was moving?" "Well of course I'm sure!" "... sir." "Sounds daft, I know, but it seemed to be following a Yeti that had a kind of pointed glass thing in its hands." "Was it shaped like a pyramid?" "Well, I suppose it was, really." "Well that's it!" "Smash the pyramid, and you put the Intelligence out of action!" "What Intelligence?" "Whereabouts did you say this happened?" "Kings Cross, Staff." "What!" "Headquarters, sir" " HQ may be in danger!" "Yes, we'd better get back as soon as we can." "Come on." "No, look..." "Now listen to what the officer said, young man." "Come on!" "Look, I came down here to find the Doctor." "I'm not going back till I have!" "Now look here..." "No, I'm not going!" "And if I get a chance to smash that pyramid, I will!" "That's quite a risk you're taking." "Aye, but it's me that's taking it." "Alright, it's your neck, chum." "Sir!" "Yes?" "I'd like to volunteer to go with the young gentleman, sir." "Well, you're not one of my lot... alright." "Come on, the rest of you." "Thanks!" "Don't be daft, boyo." "First chance I get and I'm skipping!" "Liverpool Street gone now, sir." "Aha... but still no movement on the southern section." "No sign of the Captain yet." "Once this stuff joins up, we've had it." "Why don't we try and get out now, while we've still got a chance?" "Sounds like a very good idea to me..." "No, no!" "The decision to evacuate this fortress must be taken by Captain Knight!" "Yes, but where is he, father?" "He's been gone for ages!" "Let's just hope he's not on the Circle Line." "Here we are, then." "Cannon Street." "Circle Line." "We've gone miles out of our way!" "I told you I didn't know one tunnel from another, didn't I?" "Why didn't you tell me about these maps before?" "You never asked." "Who wants to find a Yeti anyway?" "Monument next... then Tower Hill." "Come on, we must find that pyramid." "Oh, thank heavens you're back, Captain!" "Where are the other men?" "Gone." "Captain, come here!" "..." "The southern section's on the move." "Charing Cross and the Temple have gone." "Look, Weams says there's a danger we might be cut off." "Now don't you think it would be a very good idea if..." "If you want to leave, Mr Chorley, no-one's stopping you." "Now, when did all this happen?" "Just after you left." "Still no sign of the Doctor?" "None." "Or the girl?" "Has she gone too?" "Yes." "That means - all three of them are out there, sir." "Yes - but where?" "Doctor?" "Jamie?" "..." "Doctor?" "I think we've had it, Corp!" "Yeah, that stuff's got us trapped, alright." "Captain?" "Look, I know it seems hopeless, but... if we could find the Doctor!" "I'm sure he could help us." "Perhaps." "But I'm sure that he must be dead by now." "If any of those three are on the Circle Line, sir - they've had it." "Captain Knight?" "Captain Knight!" "Cannon Street and Tower Hill have gone now!" "That just leaves the Monument." "Monument!" "Then it's Tower Hill next." "Wait a minute!" "Did you hear something?" "What?" "Listen." "Look!" "The fungus, it's here!" "We'd better get out, fast!" "We're trapped!" "We've had it, boyo!" "We can't go forward, and we can't go back!"