"♪ Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside," "♪ Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside," "Sunglasses, sun lotion, water wings..." "You won't need those for a start." " Oh, we're going swimming, you said." " You can't sink on Florana." "I can sink anywhere." "The water's effervescent - the bubbles support you." "Like swimming in a glass of bath-salts." "Alright, but you wait until you've seen Florana." "I always come back from Florana feeling a hundred years younger." " Ah, the air is like a magic potion..." " Doctor?" " And the beauty of it all is..." " Doctor, should that red light be flashing?" "We seem to have got a mains power..." "What is it, Doctor?" "What's happening?" "I'm not sure." "I'll cut in the emergency units." "Well, that's a relief." "If they hadn't worked, we'd have been in real trouble." "Oh...it's starting again." "Oh, there you are." "Well, one thing's certain - we've landed." "It's as if the TARDIS... was dying?" "Sarah, the scanner - quickly." "There could be enough charge to operate it." "Did you see anything, Doctor?" " Only fog." " Fascinating, isn't it?" " What's fascinating about fog?" "Perhaps that's what's put the TARDIS out of action." "Don't... don't we have emergency storage cells or something?" "Yes, of course." "Dud battery?" "Hardly." "Listen." "Can't hear anything." "Yes, exactly." "Not a click, not a tick - nothing." "The TARDIS is a living thing - thousands of instruments." " Its energy sources never stop." " They have now." "Everything's completely dead." "Sarah, there's a torch in that cabinet." "Get it for me, will you?" " Here we are." " Good." "Now what?" "Don't worry, I've got an oil lamp here." "Yes, there it is." "Ah, don't tell me." "You're going to rub it and produce a genie." "On the contrary..." "I'm going to light it... and illumine us." "There we are." "Oh... hooray for old-fashioned oil!" "Well, we'll have to get it adjusted." "That's better." "Right, now let's see where we are." " Florana, you said?" " Hold this for a minute, will you?" "Normally this door is power operated." "We'll have to work it by hand." "Where's that crank handle?" "Now bring the light over here, please." "Bit more..." " Is that enough?" " Think so." "Oh, now, follow me." "Let's take a look." " Alright?" " Yes." "Ooh!" "It's cold!" "Well, this is no ordinary fog." "You mean this isn't the air that's like a magic potion?" "It must be perfectly obvious to you that we've gone ever so slightly astray... so sarcasm of that..." " It's alright - it's just rock" " A... statue?" "No...some sort of life form that has become petrified, I should think." "I was close to becoming petrified myself!" "No, I doubt if anything has grown here for centuries." "Unless you're planning on raising lettuce, it doesn't seem too important." "If the rest of the planet's like this, then life here certainly doesn't depend on photosynthesis." "What life?" "Some power emanating from this planet has stopped the TARDIS's energy banks." "Now logically, that power can hardly be of geological origin." "You...you mean somebody..." "or something...has caused it?" "Yes, exactly." "Right, well let's fix the TARDIS..." "and clear out!" "I'm sorry, I'm afraid we can't fix it." "Not unless we discover the source of the power that's blocking us." " Oh, how are we going to do that?" " I've no idea." "You mean that we're...trapped?" "Stuck here for ever?" "Until we can discover the source of that energy loss - yes." "What do you want me to do?" "To begin with, we must check the immediate area - don't you?" "Yes, right." "Ooh!" "Not really dressed for this climate, am I?" "For heaven's sake, girl, go and put something warm on." "You won't go away, will you?" "Doctor?" "Doctor?" "Doctor?" "Doctor." "Doctor." "Blood." "Galloway!" "Galloway!" "Fool!" "He's not one of them!" "Sorry, we've been a bit jumpy." "We tend to attack first..." " and ask questions aft..." " There's something moving." "Let's get back to our base." "We can talk there." "It's alright, Peter." "He's quite friendly." "We hope." "Keep a sharp watch, Peter." "Dan heard some movement out there." "Aye aye, sir." " Did you find Jack?" " I'm afraid not." " How is he?" " He's not good." "And we're down to our last pack of sulphagen tablets, Richard." "What happened to him?" "The Exxilons took us by surprise, right after we landed." "These stone knives of theirs have got some sort of...poison on them." "They're dirty wee fighters." "I'm sorry, perhaps we ought to introduce ourselves." "I'm Captain Railton, second in command of the expedition." "And this is Commander Stewart." "And that's Jill Tarrant - our civilian geologist." "Are you from Earth?" " In a round-about sort of way, yes." " Dan Galloway." "Lt Galloway is our weapons officer." "It would have saved me a few bruises if we'd shaken hands when we'd met." " Hello, how do you do?" " The chap outside is Lt Peter Hamilton." " Lieutenant?" "Are you a military expedition?" " MSC." " Master of Science?" " Marine Space Corps." "Now maybe you'll tell us about yourselves?" "Where were you heading when I jumped you?" "Back to the TARDIS." "That's my spaceship." "I have a young companion with me - Sarah Jane Smith." "I only hope she had the good sense to stay inside after I was captured." " Where is the ship?" " Well, it's not far from here." "If the lassie stayed in your ship, she should be safe enough." "Yes - if." "Sarah's rather headstrong." "By now, she's out looking for me." "Even if she is, it needn't be too dangerous as long as she's careful." "The Exxilons seem to be night creatures." "We don't see much of them during the day." "Just so long as she didn't go near that forbidden city of theirs." " What forbidden city?" " Only their high priests can visit it." "Anyone else they catch near it..." " That's their lot." " They're sacrificed." "What is this place?" "Where is it?" "Pass me the visual file, will you, Jill?" "We've got some pictures." "It's a fantastic building." "Must have been constructed thousands of years ago." "And not by a stone age tribe like the Exxilons either." "They treat it as a sort of shrine." "If you're caught near it, it's certain death." "No doors..." "No windows..." "As soon as we got within range of Exxilon, we had total malfunction - on all instruments." "We managed to touch down without damaging the ship, but we can't take off again until we find some way of restoring power." "Tell me, what's the purpose of your expedition?" " Well, to collect parrinium." " Parrinium?" "It's a chemical." "It can be found in minute quantities on Earth, but it's so rare there that it's virtually priceless." "A chemical detecting satellite did a fly-past on this planet and registered that it was as common here as salt." "Forgive me, but what do you want it for?" "Och, man!" "Where have you been hiding?" "Well, here and there.." "one place and another." "I am a little out of touch, I'll admit." "The outer worlds are being ravaged by a disease." "The colonists are dying in their thousands." "Another ten million men, women and children will die unless we help them quickly." "Every hour we're stuck here on this planet, the death toll's mounting." "Parrinium will halt this disease?" "It can cure and give immunity, but they need it in quantity and they need it fast." "If it's not delivered within a month, it'll be too late." "I see." "We managed to get a message off before we had total power failure - to Earth." "We asked them for a relief ship." "Do you happen to know if that message was received?" "If it had been I think we'd have had help by now." "I think we can safely assume that no help is coming." "So, might I make a suggestion...?" "The relief ship is here!" "Come on, quickly!" "The relief ship?" " Did you see it?" " No, I heard it, up in the haze." " Over to the north a little bit." " Probably making a spiral descent." "We should hear it again in a moment." "Here she comes!" "They're landing in the next valley - come on!" "You have looked upon the sacred place." "You have walked where only the chosen may go." "You have defiled the place of all power." "A judgment has been made." "Prepare her for sacrifice!" "It's over there!" "That doesn't look like an Earth ship." "Maybe it's that new Z-47 they've been planning." "She's not a Space Corps craft." "I hope they haven't run into the same power block." "We'll know soon enough." "Come on out - the welcome party's all here!" "Daleks!" "The Earth creatures are to be exterminated." "Fire at my command!" "Wait a minute!" "Wait - you can't!" "Total extermination - fire, fire, fire!"