"Sincro: wyxchari" "Oh no!" "I just don't understand what's happening!" "Poor Travers!" "Silence!" "Father!" "No, no!" "No!" "But I must..." "No, Anne!" "Don't go near him." "Just... just listen to him." "I... am... the Intelligence!" "Listen to me!" "I speak to you with this man's voice because the time has come for you to understand my purpose." "What's he getting at?" "Quiet!" "What do you want?" "You defeated me in Tibet, Doctor." "Yes." "Now you have fallen into the trap that I have so carefully prepared for you." "Oh, I see, so that's why you've brought me here." "Revenge!" "Oh, no." "Revenge is a very human emotion." "My purpose for you is far more interesting." "And what's that?" "Through time and space, I have observed you, Doctor." "Your mind surpasses that of all other creatures." "What do you want?" "You!" "Your mind will be invaluable to me." "Therefore I have invented a machine that will drain all past knowledge and experience from your mind." "But you'll kill him!" "Oh, no." "He will survive, his mind unharmed - only empty as a newborn child's." "And if I refuse?" "Then I shall have to seek the help of lesser mortals, like your companions here." "And many, many others." "But you can't!" "I can and I will." "Yes, I believe you." "You can't - we'll fight!" "That will not do." "The Doctor must submit willingly." "And if I... if I do submit, what of the others?" "Then the others will go free." "And my father too?" "Oh, him too." "I'm only using his body to communicate with you." "He didn't help you before, then?" "Oh, no." "I have many other human hands at my command." "And who are they?" "Always questioning!" "Even now, you're seeking to destroy me!" "I see I shall have to guide your thoughts." "No, Jamie, no!" "Cooperate and the child will be unharmed." "You have twenty minutes to make up your mind." "Let me go, Doctor!" "Jamie, don't be a fool!" "You don't stand a chance." "Let me go!" "Victoria!" "Let me past, Colonel!" "No." "The Doctor's right." "There've been enough lives wasted." "And what are we going to do?" "Just sit around and wait for the next thing to happen?" "Don't be a fool, boy!" "Can't fight those things bare-handed." "We must work out a plan!" "Well you do what you want" " I'm going." "He left one of those things there to stop us getting away." "Now Victoria is quite safe." "Safe!" "The Intelligence knows that if it harms her, I won't cooperate." "Does that go for my father too?" "Yes, Anne, it does." "Oh, are you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure!" "Permission to speak, sir." "Eh?" "Yes, what is it, Evans?" "Well, stop me if I've got it wrong, sir, but... if this Intelligence thing here gets the Doctor, will he leave us all alone?" "Yes, that's what it looks like." "What's in your mind?" "Well, sir, why don't we just let it have him?" "Then we could all go home!" "Please... my wrist..." "Professor!" "Professor, please, you're hurting me!" "My wrist!" "Professor!" "Will this Intelligence keep its word, do you think?" "Well it didn't in Tibet!" "Jamie!" "Least ways, it's a chance." "But it's not you that's taking the risk, is it?" "I reckon he ought to give himself up now." "Evans, when I want your opinion I'll ask for it!" "Sorry, sir." "It's alright, Evans." "If I don't come up with the answer, I will give myself up, I promise." "That's OK then." "You will not give yourself up." "Don't be foolish, Jamie!" "But Victoria!" "She will be your responsibility." "And when it's all over, you'll just both have to look after me, that's all." "Eh?" "Well, if what the Intelligence says is true, my mind will be like that of a child." "You'll have to look after me until I grow up!" "Oh." "Don't worry" " I'm going to try not to let it happen." "Eh!" "Wait a minute!" "What is it, Evans, what's the matter now?" "Stand back everyone!" "I thought I heard it go!" "Yes, well we'd better make sure." "Evans - you, myself and McCrimmon will go and search the place." "Doctor, you'd better stay behind here and get on with your tinkering." "You're not seriously thinking of giving yourself up to those creatures, are you?" "Well I sincerely hope it won't come to that, Anne." "It's so hopeless." "What can we do?" "This control box - we've got to get it working!" "Doctor, we've only got twenty minutes." "Then there's no time to lose, is there?" "Oh come on, Anne, don't give up." "I need your help!" "Yes, yes of course." "Right." "Now hand me that sphere, will you?" "I suppose that Yeti was left there as a kind of rearguard." "Possibly." "If we went into the tunnels, we'd run into them again." "Yes, probably would." "But supposing we were to go over the top?" "You see, Colonel, as I see it, there's only one way for them to go - south." "Yes?" "So if we could get there ahead of them..." "What, take them by surprise, you mean?" "Aye!" "What's the point?" "You can't fight those things." "I know, I've tried." "Anyway, we'd never get back in, sir." "All the stations are locked." "We might find one that's open." "I mean, after all, the Yeti get in and out - why can't we?" "Well, reckon we're safer here, sir." "Aye, we are." "But what about Victoria and Travers, eh?" "Oh, if you're both too scared, I'll go myself!" "Wait a minute, McCrimmon!" "I think it's pointless, but at least we'll be doing something active." "What about the Doctor and Miss Travers, sir?" "Oh, yes." "Mustn't leave them unprotected." "You stay here, Evans." "Right, sir." "And don't go taking any chances!" "Don't worry, I won't!" "...and the cross wires here." "Hmm?" "I still don't see how you can..." "Well, I haven't finished yet." "Now if you detach the germanium crystal strip here, and then attach the collector and the emitter..." "Yes, yes, and link up there - of course!" "Then the frequency variations, they'll automatically change!" "Simple?" "Yes!" "Right." "You get on with that, and I'll just check this sphere." "Yes... yes, that should complete the circuit, good..." "I wonder..." "There's only one way to find out." "Yes." "Certainly no sound out there." "Shall we chance it, then?" "Why not?" "Now!" "No!" "Back!" "No!" "Push!" "Push!" "Push, hard as you can!" "Push, get your back to it!" "Get your back to it!" "Fire door - by the stairs - go and unhitch it, and I'll try to hold this." "Go on, McCrimmon!" "You sure?" "Yes, go on!" "Go on!" "Alright, Colonel, come on!" "Strange, it's not picking up." "The Intelligence must be transmitting..." "I wonder why it's not working..." "Aha!" "Success!" "It's going, Anne!" "Come along." "Oh, oh that's marvellous." "I'm sorry I'm being so long - this is such a fiddling job." "Help you in a minute..." "There we are." "Now then..." "Yes, you see, it's homing!" "There we are... fairly strongly..." "Doctor!" "Careful - shut the door!" "Sorry." "The sphere!" "The sphere, it's working." "Never mind about that." "Why, what's happened?" "We tried to get out the surface door, but the fungus is there!" "Well, I'm not surprised" " I thought the Intelligence would try to hem us in." "Yes, unfortunately it's got into HQ." "What?" "Don't worry." "Managed to get a fire door closed." "Should hold it." "I hope you're right." "Come on, Anne, we must get to work." "Doctor, tell me, this sphere of yours." "Exactly how's it going to help us?" "Well the sphere itself - it won't." "Eh?" "No." "But it will help us to test the control box." "Is that all?" "All?" "You mean to say you've wasted all this time, just to..." "Wasted - we haven't been wasting our time!" "Well I think you have!" "Must agree with the boy, Doctor." "You don't seem to have achieved very much." "Colonel, if you left us alone we'd get along a lot quicker." "Huh?" "Oh, very well." "Come on, McCrimmon, we'll leave them to it." "Right, Anne." "Let's get on with this control box." "Right, let's have a look at this board." "Evans!" "What exactly do you think you're playing at?" "Been working it out, I have, see." "Come to the conclusion one of you two must be working for this Intelligence." "Oh for heaven's sake..." "No!" "It told us it had another pair of hands working for it." "Well I know it's not me, see, so it must be one of you two." "Stands to reason, dunnit?" "Oh, don't be daft, man, it's Chorley!" "I've said so all along." "Well, it's only natural you'd say that, ain't it?" "I don't know what you're talking about, Evans, and quite frankly I don't care." "Now McCrimmon and I are going out into the tunnels." "You'd better join the Doctor and Miss Travers." "If it's all the same to you, sir, I'd prefer to stay here." "Evans, I gave you an order." "A better position here, sir - keep an eye on the corridors, I can." "Better tactically, don't you think, sir?" "Please, Professor, let me go." "I won't try to escape." "Oh, please!" "Release her, Professor." "As she says, she will not escape." "There is nothing for you to be afraid of, child." "Isn't there?" "..." "Where are you?" "Nearby." "Why don't you show yourself?" "All in good time." "Travers, you have served your purpose." "Awake!" "Soon you will both see me." "What's happened?" "Where are we?" "I think you'd better rest for a bit." "Rest?" "No... work to do." "I've got to help the Doctor!" "Don't run, Victoria, but there's a Yeti, over there, on the platform." "I know." "Yes, well we'll try and give it the slip... what did you say?" "I know." "That's the one that brought us here." "What?" "Well, come on, Victoria..." "Doctor..." "Doctor, do hurry!" "Nearly ready... there." "Now then, let's see if it works." "Isn't it at full power?" "Yes." "Then we've failed." "Hang on a minute..." "Aha!" "Oh, it works!" "Back you come." "Yes, the trouble is, it only works at very short range." "But still, that's better than nothing." "So now what do we do?" "Well, we know that your control box can stop a Yeti." "Now then, if I can re-program this sphere to obey our verbal commands..." "Yes, but can we do it?" "I mean, in the time?" "How long have we got?" "Twelve minutes." "Do we go on or turn back?" "Let's go on." "Right." "Come on, what are you waiting for?" "What made you choose this turning, Colonel?" "What?" "Well, I don't know really." "Why?" "You're not still thinking about what Evans said, are you?" "Well, he was right about one thing." "One of us is working with the Intelligence." "I can assure you it's not me, McCrimmon." "Aye, maybe so." "Hey, wait a minute!" "This is Victoria's!" "We're on the right track!" "Anne's alright, you say?" "Don't worry, Professor." "The Doctor's bound to come up with something." "I wish I shared your confidence, my dear." "Hello, what's happening?" "Arnold!" "How'd you get here!" "I thought - well Victoria said..." "What... what's happened, sir?" "Sssh!" "Just a moment..." "Do you think you can get to HQ?" "I can try, sir." "Yeah, well get hold of the Doctor, and tell him where we are." "Right, sir." "Can't we go with him?" "No, Victoria." "That Yeti's guarding us. if we go, it'll follow." "I don't think they've found out about Arnold yet." "No, don't shoot!" "Is that thing on our side, then?" "It is now." "Stop!" "Were you scared?" "Eh?" "Oh no, no, I mean, I just got up here to get a better aim, that's all." "How did you make it stop then?" "Simple" " I told it to." "Here - ball." "Why don't you go back where you come from?" "Now, pull the other one." "Oh, show him, Doctor." "Alright, I will." "Move forward." "Stop..." "Move to the left..." "Stop." "There you are, how about that?" "Hey, that's great!" "Make a smashing toy, that would." "Toy?" "That's a highly complex piece of equipment." "Oh, is it?" "Well I don't see how it's going to help us." "But it obeys our commands!" "So?" "Well, once we get it inside a Yeti, we'll have a powerful ally!" "Inside a Yeti?" "Yes, certainly." "Will you help us?" "You must be joking, Go near one of them things?" "I may be stupid, but I'm not daft..." "Oh very well, Anne, I shall have to do it myself." "Oh, I'm coming with you, Doctor." "No no, it's far too dangerous." "There you are, what'd I tell you?" "Not another word, I'm coming with you." "Staff Arnold?" "It can't be, we'd given you up for lost!" "Easy, easy..." "That's it." "Sorry about this, sir." "What happened?" "I don't know." "Can't remember." "I were pushing the trolley through the fungus, and... and I blacked out." "I thought I were... falling." "When I come to, sir, I were in the tunnels..." "Where's the Doctor, sir?" "I met the Professor and the girl back there..." "Victoria!" "Is she alright?" "Yeti - guarding them, but..." "I promised I'd tell the Doctor, sir." "Right." "Come on, back to HQ." "I'm going for Victoria." "Really, we'd stand a better chance if we stick together." "Go ahead!" "Come on, Staff." "Doctor's twenty minutes' almost up." "Professor...?" "Where are they taking us?" "Now keep calm, Victoria." "I'm sure the Doctor will think of something." "Evans, come out from behind that board." "Oh, it's you, sir." "Where's the Doctor?" "Evans!" "B-b-but y-y-y-you..." "Stop bleating like a Welsh baa-lamb, Evans, and answer the Colonel." "Sir?" "Doctor and Miss Travers, where are they?" "Gone, sir." "Gone - where?" "Warren Street, I think." "Why?" "After a Yeti, they said." "Have a look at the board, sir." "Warren Street." "Come on!" "No, not you, Staff." "Evans, make yourself useful." "Get a dressing for the Staff Sergeant's head." "Yes, sir." "Thank you, sir." "Do you think it's mutating, Anne?" "I..." "I don't know, but I don't think we'll stay and find out." "No, perhaps you're right." "We're trapped!" "Give me the control box, Anne." "The control box..." "Yes." "Haven't you got it, Doctor?" "What!" "What... hold the sphere!" "Oh Doctor, you must have it!" "Yes..." "Doctor!" "Don't worry, it'll work!" "..." "It's got to work!" "I know you said it only worked at short range, but for a moment..." "Well, don't tell me you were worried?" "Would you like to hold this for me?" "It's alright, it's quite safe." "Nearly out... there." "Right." "Now then - turn round!" "Oh, it works!" "You've done it!" "We've done it, you mean!" "Now then, with my reprogrammed sphere and your control box, we should be able to work him over quite a distance." "And put your arm down!" "Now we've got a chance, Anne." "Come on!" "Oh, mustn't forget him." "Come on, Fred, at the double!" "Hold still, can't you?" "Oh come on, Evans, get on wi' it!" "I reckon I ought to have been a doctor." "Real professional, that is." "Alright then, doctor." "Take your gear back to the lab." "Oh, righto then." "And when you've done that, you can come back and shift that chair." "Staff!" "Staff!" "What is it?" "What is it, Evans?" "Go on, Evans lad, get out of it!"