"Sincro: wyxchari" "Doctor, come back at once!" "Get back!" "Get back!" "Please!" "Wait!" "I've got to talk to you!" "Keep away!" "Exterminate!" "_ or you'll be caught in the time field!" "We warned you." "Yes, yes, so you did." "This may come as a shock to you, but you've just travelled two hundred years through time." "Thank you." "But I'm probably more familiar with the concept of time travel than you are." "Now wait a minute." "Before the time transference, I saw a Dalek." "You know of the Daleks?" "Indeed I do." "I know them only too well." "They've been my bitterest enemy for many years." "Then you're a fool to have let yourself be brought here!" "Look, I came here in order to find Miss Jo Grant." "I told you, she's probably dead." "But as long as there's a chance..." "Come on, Anat." "Wait a minute - what is my best way of finding her?" "That's your problem." "We can't just leave him!" "I can - come!" "Run, Doctor - run!" "Have you... found them?" "No, they escaped." "Hunt them!" "Exterminate them!" "Exterminate them!" "Exterminate them!" "Ext...!" "Report!" "The security guards have combed the tunnels." "They've found nothing." "You have failed the Daleks!" "You will be punished!" "The fault is not mine!" "Your security guards let them get away." "Those creatures are useless!" "They are loyal to the Daleks." "As loyal as they are stupid!" "They will never be a match for human guerillas." "No one can succeed who opposes the Daleks." "For every guerilla cell that you destroy, another one springs up." "They have stolen your time machines and copied them." "They steal your weapons, your explosives." "These criminals will be exterminated." "The Daleks will destroy them." "If only you would let me recruit more human security guards..." "Humans are treacherous and unreliable!" "Not all humans." "I have served you faithfully." "Do not dispute with the Daleks!" "Obey without question!" "Very well." "There was one... curious thing." "The girl referred to a companion in her own time zone." "She called him... "the Doctor"." "Doctor?" "!" "Did you say "Doctor"?" "!" "He appears to have got through to our time." "He was seen by the guards." "The Doctor is an enemy of the Daleks!" "He must be found at once and exterminated!" "Alert!" "Alert!" "Area one-one-seven!" "Continue scanning." "All forces are on full alert." "I can assure you that we will secure his arrest at any moment now." "I will go myself and supervise the search." "Wait!" "You have not been dismissed." "There has been a drop in recent production figures." "That can be explained." "Explanations are irrelevant." "Production targets must be maintained." "We will reach the targets on the next work period." "For the next work period, target figures will be increased by ten percent." "But that's impossible!" "If we push the workers any further, they will die!" "Only the weak will die." "Inefficient workers slow down production." "Obey the Daleks." "Very well." "We will do our best." "You may go." "Well?" "We have a tracking report on that stranger." "The Doctor?" "He has managed to penetrate the outer perimeter of work centre one-one-seven." "Have the guards there been alerted?" "Yes, they'll pick him up once he's inside." "I want the work figures for centre one-one-seven kept separate from general analysis." "I want to take a special look at them." "Is there something wrong there?" "Perhaps..." "I want the work figures for all the factories in the central zone fed into the work computer - the results tabulated for me immediately." "Very good." "See I get those figures." "Don't gloss over it, Anat, we failed!" "We had no choice once our plan was known to them." "If you'd listened to me, we still could have done what was needed." "We did all we could!" "Monia, our orders were to eliminate Styles, right?" "Yes, but you failed." "We could have succeeded." "Then why didn't you?" "He wasn't there!" "Security guards found us." "But Anat went soft." "Be quiet." "The trouble with you, Boaz is..." "Both of you!" "We have to think now." "The situation is different." "As I see it, it's exactly the same - we still have a job to do." "No." "There may be other ways." "I've had a report from one of our contacts." "A girl has been captured." "They're holding her prisoner at the control centre." "The same girl - the one who operated the time module at Styles' house?" "It fits your description." "Well, at least she's alive." "In the hands of the Daleks?" "She won't live long." "Can she tell them anything?" "Nothing of importance." "Have they picked up that Doctor yet?" "Not yet." "It's only a matter of time." "Move!" "Move!" "Come along there, you scum!" "Move!" "Come along there, move!" "Move!" "Go on!" "Some more grapes, Miss Grant?" "No thanks, really I couldn't." "That was a fabulous meal." "Oh, it was just a light snack, I assure you." "Now later on, I have a real treat in store for you - a banquet of genuine twentieth century food." "Because I'm afraid most people don't eat like this nowadays." "We've managed to get down the main food elements to pills and tablets." "Look, I don't want to seem ungrateful..." "Something's worrying you?" "Well, you did say you might be able to get me back - to my own time, I mean." "Our scientists are working at it, but time travel is a very difficult, it's a very dangerous business, you know?" "The guerilla's machine got me here easily enough." "That was a lucky fluke, I assure you, nothing else." "You could just as easily been killed." "Then what about the Doctor?" "You did say something about rescuing him." "There is something I have not told you." "About the Doctor?" "Look, is anything wrong?" "He has been seen in our time zone... with the criminals who attacked you." "Doubtless they kidnapped him." "Where is he now?" "Oh, don't worry." "We're on his track." "I expect news of him at any moment now." "Can I help you find him?" "Unfortunately no." "You have to stay here for your own safety." "My safety?" "If those criminals saw you here, they might think that you had betrayed them, and in any case... they would try and harm you." "Is that why there's a guard on the door?" "Exactly." "He is there simply for your protection." "If you will excuse me a moment?" "Well?" "A message, sir." "I have good news for you." "We have found your friend, the Doctor." "Is he all right?" "Don't worry." "I can assure you he is alive... and well." "Well?" "Perhaps now you'll tell us who you are?" "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." "You're a spy!" "Am I?" "Who am I spying for?" "I'm asking the questions." "I repeat - you're a spy!" "That wasn't a question - that was a statement." "Careful - our friends here don't get much fun." "Poor fellahs." "I'm sorry I can't oblige them at the moment." "I'm not in the mood for games." "All right!" "I want to know what you're doing here." "I've already told you what I'm doing here." "I'm looking for a girl called Jo Grant!" "Who's she?" "Another spy?" "Don't be stupid, man!" "Well?" "He's not exactly being cooperative." "Isn't he?" "That's very foolish of him." "Have you told him what will happen if he doesn't cooperate?" "I've even given him a free sample." "Don't worry - leave him to me." "I know how to deal with his sort." "I only need a bit more time." "Out!" "All right... but we'll be outside if you need us." "Come." "Which group are you from?" "!" "What?" "Quick - we haven't much time!" "Who sent you?" "Look, nobody sent me." "I'm not a spy or a guerilla." "I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about." "For heaven's sake man, I'm trying to help you!" "Admit it!" "You're a spy!" "Is this the man?" "Yes, Controller." "Then why is he being treated in this fashion?" "My dear Doctor, I cannot apologise enough!" "I am the Controller of this region." "You're a very elusive fellow, you know?" "I've had quite a job in tracking you down." "Then I'm glad you finally succeeded!" "I've been looking forward to meeting you." "You are an honoured guest of our government." "You surprise me." "I'm sorry if the Ogrons were a little... uncivilised." "It was all a misunderstanding, I do assure you." "The whole thing has been sorted out now." "Now, make sure that the Doctor is taken immediately to the guest room at regional control." "Frankly, I don't know whether I can stand much more of your hospitality!" "A very great friend of yours is waiting for you there." "Miss Grant?" "Yes." "Is she safe?" "Of course." "Looking forward to seeing you." "I shall follow later." "In the meantime, the guards will take good care of you." "Please?" "What's going on?" "Who was he?" "That is no concern of yours." "As you wish, Controller." "What does concern you, however, is the production quota for this factory." "There have been difficulties." "The workers are..." "Your production figures have been consistently lower than any other factory in the central zone." "I'm sorry." "Things will improve" " I promise." "Indeed they will." "For the next work period, targets are to be raised... by ten percent." "That's impossible!" "I can't do it!" "Then I shall just have to find someone who can, shan't I?" "And you know what that will mean, don't you?" "To you... and to your family." "Please, I..." "I didn't mean it, I..." "I'll do it somehow." "Good." "We'll just regard this as a... friendly warning, shall we?" "Thank you, Controller." "You're very kind." "ZV ten to Eagle, ZV ten to Eagle, do you connect?" "We connect - proceed." "Time's short." "They're getting suspicious." "A man was here." "A stranger, caught on the grounds." "Identify." "High intelligence." "They call him Doctor." "I don't know who he is, but he's important." "They're taking him to the guest suite at control." "Do you know why he's important?" "No." "Check your source at control point..." "ZV ten?" "ZV ten, do you connect?" "ZV ten?" "Some more wine, Doctor?" "No, thank you, no, not for me." "Though I must admit, it's an excellent vintage." "Well, it's the finest I've tasted since, erm, well, since we had dinner at old Styles' house." "Do you remember, Jo?" "It seems a long time ago." "Yeah, it was." "Two hundred years, to be precise." "And quite frankly, I wish I was back there now." "Naturally, you prefer the twentieth century, Doctor." "After all, it is your own time." "Oh, I've known many times." "Some of them much more pleasant than others." "Well, I quite like it here, I must say." "Everyone's been most kind." "Well I met some people today who were far from kind." "That was a simple mistake, Doctor, I assure you." "You must not jump to conclusions." "Well, better than jumping from the crack of a whip from some security guard." "Do you run all your factories like that, Controller?" "That was not a factory, Doctor." "Hmm, then what was it?" "A rehabilitation centre." "A rehabilitation centre for hardened criminals." "Including old men and women - even children?" "There will always be people who need discipline, Doctor." "Now that's an old fashioned point of view, even from my standards." "I can assure you that this planet has never been more efficiently, more economically run." "People have never been happier... or more prosperous." "Then why do you need so many people to keep them under control?" "Don't they like being happy and prosperous?" "You're being a bit unreasonable, Doctor." "Am I now?" "Well look, the Controller wants to help you." "Does he?" "I wonder why?" "You're not on the side of the criminals, surely?" "They wanted to kill you!" "When I meet a regime that needs to import savage alien life-forms as security guards, I begin to wonder who the real criminals are." "Those creatures aren't really savage." "Exactly." "They are simply... guard dogs." "They just do what I tell them." "You mean there aren't enough humans around that will follow your orders so blindly?" "That is not what I was saying." "Isn't it?" "Then what you're saying is that the entire human population of this planet, apart from a few... remarkable exceptions like yourself, are really only fit to lead the life of a dog." "Why?" "You have no right to say that!" "Haven't I?" "Who really rules this planet of yours?" "I'm sorry." "I must go." "I have work to do." "You will excuse me." "You shouldn't have spoken to him like that." "You don't know the whole picture." "Neither do you, Jo, neither do you." "That man is no more than a superior slave himself." "Humans don't rule this world any longer, Jo." "Well then, who does?" "The most evil, ruthless life-form in the cosmos - the Daleks!" "Is it the same man?" "The physical appearance does not match our data." "Then it is not your Doctor?" "The appearance of the Doctor has changed before." "And how will you find out?" "We will use the mind analysis machine." "Right, now do you understand exactly what to do?" "Yes, ready when you are." "Good." "Right - now." "Help!" "Help!" "Help!" "Pity - that was rather a good vintage." "What?" "It doesn't matter - come on." "The prisoners have escaped." "They have broken through the outer perimeter." "Find and exterminate them!" "We need them alive!" "The prisoners will be recaptured and returned here for mind analysis!" "Well?" "Been captured." "Taken for processing." "We must rescue him." "Rescue him?" "Are you mad?" "!" "From there?" "I say we must!" "Suicide." "Are you afraid?" "Me?" "Of course I am." "I'm not a fool." "What is he to us?" "We have fresh information from one of our contacts at control centre." "He is the sworn enemy of the Daleks." "He is the one man they're afraid of - don't you see?" "It's our only hope." "If we don't act quickly, it may be too late." "You are the Doctor!" "You are an enemy of the Daleks!" "Now you are in our power!" "You will be exterminated!" "You will be exterminated!" "You will be exterminated!" "You will be exterminated!" "You will be exterminated!"