"(DOCTOR WHO THEME)" "When I pull this handle, the enormous power in the Tardis will be channelled straight into Axos." " What about Jo and the Doc?" " They won't stand a chance." "They will die with Axos." "No!" "Either we destroy Axos or Axos destroys the world." "Which is it to be, Brigadier?" "(RUMBLING)" "Well over maximum now." "Now, then, you old antique, keep working." "(HIGH-PITCHED TRILLING)" "(JO SCREAMS)" "I can't!" "I can't!" "I can't!" " I can't!" "I can't!" "I can't!" " Jo!" "Stop it!" " Be quiet!" "Stop it!" " What's that screaming?" "The whole thing's electro-convulsing." "The power's creating an electrical..." "electrical storm in its brain." "We're going right through the centre of it." "Come on!" "Hang on!" "(JO WAILS)" "Jo!" "Try and stop it!" "Try and stop it!" "Don't let it get a grip on your brain!" "Don't let it get to your brain!" "Listen!" " Answer me!" "What are three sevens?" " Twenty-one!" "Keep answering!" "Three sevens times four?" " 84!" " Minus 35?" " Think, Jo!" "Think, Jo!" " 49!" " Twice that?" "Twice..." " 98!" " Plus ten?" " 108!" " Divide by nine!" " 12!" " Divide by four!" " Three!" " Three sevens?" " 21!" "Well, gentlemen?" "Your congratulations?" " I see." " Wait!" "Why?" "You promised me my freedom." "We don't know yet what you've achieved." "My dear Brigadier, I promised to help you, not sort out all your problems!" " Captain." " Sir." "Parker, McDougall." "Something's wrong." "They've reversed the power flow." "They're feeding it back at us." "Source identified as light accelerator." "Concentrate power reversal on this sector." "Total destruction essential." "Repeat - total destruction essential." "All personnel, your attention, please." "Evacuate accelerator sector." "Shut off all power in your area and proceed to blast wall shelters immediately." "That is all." "Brigadier, I want everybody out of here." "Right." "Yates, everyone up to the control box." "(BUSY CHATTER)" " What are you going to do?" " Disconnect the cables." " Where do we start?" " No, Brigadier." " This establishment is my responsibility." " But surely..." "I don't need any help." "I'll be with you in a minute." "Very well." " How's he doing?" " He has to remove the trigger before he can disconnect the final cable." " How much time has he got?" " Who knows?" "He's done it!" "(SCREAMS)" "Hardiman!" " Captain Yates, get some men down here." " Yes, sir." "Going somewhere?" "The claws of Axos are already deeply embedded in the Earth's carcass!" "Soon it'll activate its nutrition cycle and the feast will begin." "The Axonite'll cease to be dormant and it'll grow until every living thing is consumed." " Unless we stop it." " I don't think you can." " There must be something we can do." " We can but try, Jo." "Can you commandeer the computer banks?" " Of course." " Thank you." " I'll have them cleared." " We need a watch on that spacedome." " Right." "Captain Yates." " Sir." " What about the Master?" " Hand your prisoner over to me for a while." " Well, now, hold on..." " Look, Bill, I think I can defeat Axos... but I must have the Master's help." "You can't trust him." "He'll kill you." "Oh, don't worry, Jo." "I'll keep him in order all right...with this." "I shall be setting up HQ in the lab." "You and Benton stay in RT contact." "Get going." " Right, sir." "Sergeant Benton." " Sir." " (YATES) Trap One to Greyhound." "Over." " Go ahead, Trap One." "Over." "Eyes down." "Look in." "Over." "Roger." "Receiving your signal." "Maintain surveillance." "Over." "Roger." "Wilco." "Out." "That thing working?" "Get me the Ministry, will you?" "Ah, Mr Chinn." "Where have you been hiding yourself?" "Canteen?" "It so happens I've been doing your job." " Oh, yes?" " Trying to do something about the situation." " Which particular situation?" " Axonite, Brigadier." "Axonite." "Britain will get the blame for all this." "Britain or you, Mr Chinn?" "Well, if you won't get the Ministry..." " Where's Hardiman?" " Dead." "You look like a disappointed bloodhound." "All bloodhounds look disappointed." "It's an occupational hazard." " Why, Bill?" "You've got your man." " Oh, sure." "Bill Filer of the New York Mounted Police (!" ")" " I don't like it, Jo." " Well, all we can do is wait." "I don't mean the hanging around, I'm used to that." "I've just got this feeling that something is going on." " Bill!" "Surely you don't think..." " I don't think anything." "It's a funny time to collect junk, that's all." "Real eager beavers." "They're working against time." "Then why pack off all the technicians?" "Why can't they help?" "Why have they gotta go it alone, huh?" "Why?" "Well, Doctor?" "I'm still waiting to hear this..." "this marvellous scheme of yours." " Actually, there isn't one." " Well, then, why...?" " If you mend the Tardis, we can both escape." " Both?" "Tell me, Doctor, are you suggesting an alliance?" "Why not?" "I don't want to spend the rest of my life as a heap of dust on a second-rate planet to a third-rate star." "Do you?" "You are actually prepared to abandon your beloved Earth to the Axons' tender mercies?" "Certainly." "After all, we are Time Lords." "Maybe..." " Look, why should I help you?" " If you don't, I'll hand you over to UNIT and you'll become a prisoner on a doomed planet." "Well, you'll be doomed with me." "Exactly." "We either escape together..." "or we die together." "Oh, very generous!" "But why not just hand me over to UNIT and escape by yourself?" "Well?" "The Time Lords have put a block on my knowledge of dematerialisation theory." "Oh, I see!" "Well, what's your decision?" " I accept." " Good." " You're the mechanic." "What's the answer?" " The answer, Doctor... is this." " The trigger from the light accelerator?" " Yes." " Yes, of course." " This will compensate for the deficiencies in your dematerialisation circuit." "With a little ingenuity, I may be able to join them, but it'll take time." "Well, it'd better not take too much time." "You carry on, I'll work out some course coordinates." "Very well." "Just in case you were thinking of leaving without me!" "Data indicates distribution complete." "Activate nutrition cycle one." "Initiate recall one." "Activate nutrition cycle two." "Initiate recall two." "Activate nutrition cycle three." "(YATES) It's surfacing, sirI The whole thingI" " Pull out." "Back to the complex!" " Yes, sirI" "(SCREECHING)" "Jump!" " Thank you, Jo." " Doctor, what are those figures?" "Just some course coordinates." "Why do you want course coordinates?" "You're not thinking of leaving us, are you?" " Here you are." "Everything ready?" " Just the check." " Yes, actually, we are." " Not if I can help it!" " Drop that, Filer!" " Doctor!" "Doctor!" "Sorry, Jo." "Brigadier, just in time to say goodbye." " You can't!" " We must." " We?" " Yes." "After all, we are both Time Lords." "Goodbye, Brigadier, Mr Chinn." "Goodbye, Bill." " Goodbye, Jo." "I shall miss YOU." " No!" "Very neat, Doctor." "I never thought that you'd go through with it." "If we're going, let's go." "(WHOOSHING)" "No, Doctor, you can't!" "Please!" "Do...!" " We're being overrun!" " Get the men inside!" "Get that blast door closed!" "Take positions!" "You can't rematerialise yet." "We're not even in space-time!" "This is as far as we're going...for the moment." " But where are we?" " You'll recognise it." "Right, outside." "Come on." "Out." " You're mad!" "Why have we come here?" " You want your Tardis back, don't you?" " If we can't beat Axos, we'll join it." " Why have you returned?" "That's simple." "Because you are winning, and we have a proposition." "You may have conquered Earth but you've yet to conquer time." "Well?" "We will give you this power if we join forces against the High Council of the Time Lords." " How can we do this?" " By linking our drive systems." "Axos will become a Tardis, and the Tardis will become a part of Axos." " And you?" " No." "My part is finished." "All I'm interested in is the return of my Tardis." "Well, I..." "I will leave you to your new alliance." "(SHRILL BLEEPING)" " I insist on my freedom!" " When the link is complete, then you can have your freedom." "(HIGH-PITCHED TRILLING)" "Grenades." "Wait for it." "Wait for it." " (TRILLING STOPS)" " What happened?" "Why has it stopped?" "Shouldn't we negotia...?" " What happened?" " They've energised the light accelerator." " Anything we can do?" " No." "The particles will go on accelerating." " Then what?" " Bang!" "The blast wall, sir!" "Doctor, that's a rather primitive way to make a link." "Look, will you stop pestering me!" "All right." "I'll check the course circuit." " You've got it set in a time loop!" " That's right, yes." "(AXOS) AttentionI AttentionI" "Nutrition cycle incomplete." "Disconnect all systems." "Stop him!" "Don't you understand?" "He's committing suicide and taking us with him!" "He's doing this for Earth, not for you!" "He's putting you all in a time loop, and you'll never get out of it!" "Never!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "You must take the load!" "You must!" "(ELECTRONIC WHOOSHING)" "(AXOS) Your sacrifice was in vain, Time Lord." "You are joined to us for ever in this loop of time." "Our fate is yours." "Not if I can...break through this...time loop!" "(GRUNTS)" "Light accelerator's still building!" "It's going to go!" "Right, everybody outside!" "Evacuate the whole area." " Go on!" " Bill!" "Come on!" "(WHOOSHING)" "(REPEATED KLAXON BLASTS)" "Get down!" "What about the Doctor?" "Suppose he comes back?" "(WHOOSHING)" "Well!" "This is a fine welcome, I must say!" "Well, it's perfectly simple, Brigadier." "A time loop is..." "It's, um..." "Well, it...it's a time loop." "One..." "One passes continually..." "through the same points in time." "Passes through...the same..." "Yes." "Well, the Axons wanted time travel and now they've got it." " What about the Master?" " I hope he's with them." " Hope?" " Well, I can't be absolutely sure." "I was pretty busy." "I'm 90 per cent certain, though." "How much?" "Well, pretty certain." "Well, I suppose he could have got away...just." "This time loop...thing, how did you get out of it?" " I boosted the circuits and broke free." " And you came back of your own accord?" " Well, I..." " Doctor?" "No." "No, I'm afraid not." "No, obviously the Time Lords have programmed the Tardis always to return to Earth." "It seems that I'm some kind of a galactic yo-yo!"