"Sincro: wyxchari" "What's that beeping noise?" "Someone's trying to rescue Miss Grant." "You can't!" "I warned you, Doctor!" "No!" "Ah, it's no use, I can't see..." "Just a minute!" "Where is the Adjudicator?" "He's not the Adjudicator, he's a fake!" "We know that!" "Where is he!" "Calm down - take it easy!" "Where could he have got to?" "Do you know?" "He went with the Doctor." "Where!" "To the Primitive city." "Are you the leader of these people?" "I've come to help you." "Why doesn't he answer?" "They don't speak." "They're telepathic." "No, wait!" "What is this place?" "Well, it looks like some sort of lumber-room." "But err, take a look at this frieze here." "I think it might interest you." "Yes..." "It's a sort of chronicle of their history, showing that their science has deteriorated into a somewhat primitive religion." "The Master's a sort of... super-criminal." "He can travel in time and space." "He..." "I'm afraid I can't help you." "I understand you've been to this Primitive City?" "Yes, and we only just got out alive." "She has told me how to get there." "I could take some men and hunt them down." "No, you're needed here." "I'll send a squad after them once we've got rid of these people." "Things are going too slowly - get them moving!" "What about this girl?" "She goes with the colonists." "Look, I'm not a colonist!" "I've got to find the Doctor." "Put her with the rest!" "You must help me - please!" "You heard what Captain Dent said - get on that ship." "You've... got to find the Master and stop him - for everyone's sake!" "There's nothing I can do." "Let me go." "If we can find the Doctor, we may be able to stop him." "Caldwell, you were told to put her on the ship." "All right, Morgan, all right." "Caldwell, you're still under my discipline, even if you are an engineer - now you remember that!" "Who could forget it!" "Come on you." "Oh, please, you've got to..." "You've given me enough trouble, now get on that ship when you're told!" "Please listen to me!" "Get under there." "Move, quick before I change my mind!" "That's absolutely fascinating!" "The whole story is here!" "Is it?" "Well, perhaps you'd be kind enough to explain it to me?" "Well, this city was once the center of a great civilization." "Yes, I had rather gathered that." "By genetic engineering, they developed a super-race." "Now that priest we saw must be a remnant of it." "You deduced all that from these pictures?" "Well, not exactly, I..." "I knew it already." "The files of the Time Lords are very comprehensive." "Ah, so that's more like it." "You mean that you stole the information?" "Well, it seemed an awful pity not to make use of it, you know?" "Well of course, that's typical of the High Council of the Time Lords - know everything, do nothing!" "Tell me, why are you so interested in the history of this planet?" "Well, this super-race developed a Doomsday Weapon - it was never used." "Why not?" "Super-weapons usually are eventually." "Who knows?" "Maybe it was due to a... a degeneration of the life strain." "I see." "And so the super race became... priests of a lunatic religion worshipping machines instead of gods." "So it would seem." "Well, may I remind you that their religion embraces sacrifice... and that we are the destined victims?" "You're going to use this weapon?" "Not unless it's absolutely necessary." "Well, don't you see, Doctor?" "The very threat of its use could hold the galaxy to ransom." "I think you've left it a trifle late." "Doctor, you underrate me." "What about me?" "Try holding your breath!" "Is that the last of them?" "Yes, they're all on board now." "That troublemaker" " Winton." "Well?" "You've checked him off." "I didn't see him." "He's been on board some time." "He's trying to get the engines working properly." "Morgan." "Where's Caldwell?" "Well, he's keeping out of the way in case he has to see anything unpleasant." "He'll be all right once we've got rid of these people." "Mary?" "Ready to go?" "You're sending us to our deaths." "Oh, nonsense." "My engineer checked your spaceship - it's sound enough." "How are you going to explain to Earth government if something happens to us?" "There will be no explanation." "Once you're off this planet, you're no longer my concern." "I think you're forgetting one thing, Captain Dent." "Really?" "I'm the only qualified space pilot left in this colony." "Suppose I refuse to blast off?" "Then you can sit in your ship till you rot." "Try to get out and you'll be shot on the spot." "Suppose they do try to get out." "Put a man with a communicator on that hill overlooking the dome." "If they do try to leave the ship, he can call up a security squad." "Very well." "Which way do we go now?" "Wait, Doctor!" "Yes, we're very near to our goal now." "You will soon see the most powerful weapon ever created." "Is everyone aboard?" "Yes." "Very well." "Start your final checkout." "Take the buggy back to the ship." "They've just started final check-up." "Have the guards been posted?" "Yes - and the other guards have returned to the ship." "We'd better get back - just in case." "Captain Dent to Security Guard Rogers." "Captain Dent to Security Guard Rogers." "Receiving you, sir?" "What's happening there?" "Not a thing, sir." "No attempts to leave the ship, mm?" "No sir." "If anything happens, anything at all, I want to know at once." "Captain Dent out." "Shall I call up the guard again?" "Yes." "No." "Can you get the colonist's ship on video-link?" "I can try." "The best I can do I'm afraid." "Mmm." "Their equipment's pretty ropy." "Ashe?" "Are you receiving me?" "Captain Dent speaking." "Yes, I'm receiving you." "What's the delay?" "An electrical fault in our life support system." "We're repairing it now." "How much longer?" "Nearly fixed." "We'll start countdown in a few moments." "Excellent." "Goodbye Ashe." "Do you think he means it?" "What else can he do?" "Do you think they were hurt?" "They must have been thrown clear." "Or else they've gone ahead on foot." "It's the colonist's spaceship!" "They've made it!" "All those people..." "And I told them the motors were all right." "Wait, Doctor." "This is it." "Is it?" "Well where is this super weapon of yours." "We're in the heart of it." "It stretches for miles all round us." "Look, let me try and explain how it works." "Yes." "Look!" "That, Doctor, is the sun that gives life to the planet Earth that you hold in such affection." "I do know a little basic astronomy." "Then you will know that, one day, that sun will burn through to its core and explode." "In about ten thousand million years time, yes." "Well, with this weapon, I could make that happen now!" "That's unbelievable!" "You know the Crab Nebula?" "The cloud of cosmic matter that was once a sun, of course." "That was the result of the super race testing this weapon!" "Well, this it." "How do we get in?" "I don't know." "The Doctor and I were taken in." "There must be some way of opening it?" "Beats me." "We'll have to find another entrance." "Look!" "I think it's this way, let's try." "So, you intend to hold the universe to ransom?" "Doctor, why don't you come in with me?" "We're both Time Lords, we're both renegades." "We could be masters of the galaxy!" "Think of it, Doctor." "Absolute power!" "Power for good." "Why, you could reign benevolently, you could end wars, suffering, disease." "We could save the universe." "No, absolute power is evil." "Consider carefully, Doctor." "I'm offering you a half-share in the universe." "Well?" "I don't know." "We're lost." "Yes." "Morgan, where's Caldwell?" "None of the other miners have seen him." "One of the guards saw him leaving the dome in a space buggy." "He was heading for the Primitive City." "Take a squad and get after him." "Is he worth the trouble?" "Caldwell's our mining expert and don't you forget it." "We can't do without him." "What about that Doctor and the fake Adjudicator?" "The only one we need is Caldwell." "There will be trouble about those colonists, you know." "We offered to check their ship to make sure it was safe." "They refused our help." "It's all in my report." "Of course." "You must see reason, Doctor." "No, I will not join you in your absurd dreams of a galactic conquest." "Why?" "Why?" "!" "Look at this..." "Look at all those planetary systems, Doctor." "We could rule them all!" "What for?" "What is the point?" "The point is that one must rule or serve - that's a basic law of life!" "Why do you hesitate, Doctor?" "Surely it's not loyalty to the Time Lords, who exiled you on one insignificant planet?" "You'll never understand, will you?" "I want to see the universe - not rule it!" "Then I'm very sorry, Doctor!" "What's happening?" "Wait and see!" "What is it?" "The ultimate development of life on this planet." "Why have you returned?" "What do you want here?" "I want to restore this city and this planet to their former glory." "Don't listen to him, sir." "You have here a wonderful weapon!" "Why with it you could bring good and peace to every world in the galaxy!" "On the contrary, he'll bring only death and destruction." "This planet of yours could be the center of a mighty empire!" "The greatest that the cosmos has ever known!" "Tell me, sir, has this weapon of yours ever brought good to your planet?" "Once the weapon was built, our race began to decay." "The radiation from the weapon's power source poisoned the soil of our planet." "Exactly." "The weapon has only brought death - and yet he wants to spread that death throughout the galaxy!" "Unless you destroy this weapon, sir, he will use it for evil." "No!" "You must be mad!" "Why with this, we could control every galaxy in the cosmos!" "We could be gods!" "You are not fit to be a god." "I sense... that if you have control of this weapon, you will bring only unhappiness and destruction to the entire universe." "Then die!" "There is a self-destructor mechanism." "You will please operate it." "Not only does justice prevail on your planet, sir, but also infinite compassion." "You must leave at once, or you will be destroyed with the city!" "Thank you, sir." "Come back, you'll all be killed!" "Come on!" "Do you want to die with them?" "!" "Jo, what are you doing here?" "!" "Looking for you!" "We've got to get out of here at once!" "The whole place is going up!" "You had a map - give it to me." "You fend for yourself!" "Help that man!" "I think this is it, come on." "Get up!" "All of you, get up!" "Caldwell, come over here." "You've arrived just in time." "Put these people under arrest." "Get back to your friends." "You don't understand." "I am the Adjudicator." "You're an imposter." "We don't need you." "You've got to do something, Doctor." "They're going to kill you!" "Morgan, you can't!" "Shut up, Caldwell." "If we didn't need you, you'd be over with them!" "You're insane." "Drop those guns!" "Take cover!" "Surrender the rest of you - you won't be killed." "The Master - he's gone!" "Look!" "Now look, stop worrying." "It was the radiation from that weapon that was poisoning the soil." "Your cover crops will grow now." "Yes, well..." "let's hope you're right." "You know, I still don't understand why you weren't in that ship when it blew up?" "Well, we knew the IMC would have to get clear before we blasted off." "I hid in the dome;" "I... knocked out the guard and let the others out." "Yes, but it took off and blew up" " I saw it." "Ashe?" "He took it up alone." "But he must have known!" "The rocket had to take off!" "It was the only way that we could get IMC out of the way." "And Ashe insisted on staying on board?" "Yes, yes, he would, of course." "Doctor, there's something here for you!" "The TARDIS!" "My dear chap, this is absolutely splendid!" "Where did you find it?" "In one of the dwellings a few miles from the dome." "There was a lot of stuff there that the Primitives have stolen." "Well I cannot tell you how grateful I am." "Doctor, what is it?" "What is it?" "Well, erm, it's, err... it's a sort of antique really." "Err, but err, it does have great sentimental value." "Will you excuse us?" "Yes, of course." "Mary?" "We've had a reply from Earth." "They're sending an Adjudicator." "A genuine one, I hope?" "This time, yes." "What about you, Caldwell?" "You're finished with IMC." "You can never go back to Earth." "I don't think I want to." "You want to stay here?" "Well, if you've a place for an out-of-work miner, yes." "All right." "We'd be glad to have you." "Well, for a start, I can help you with your power..." "Doctor... come back at once!" "Come on out, Doctor." "Well, that was a short trip." "You'll never get that thing working properly." "Oh, you were right about that report, I'm afraid." "It wasn't the Master after all." "He's talking as if we'd never been away." "As far as he's concerned, we haven't." "The TARDIS returned to Earth just a few seconds after it left." "What are you two talking about?" "Don't try and explain Jo." "He'd never understand."