"Subtitles by subXpacio" "Doctor Who Season 8 The mind of Evil 6 of 6" "Original Air Date: 1971/03/06" "Come on." "I'm going to find the Doctor." "Now, Doctor." "That's you all right." "I warned you." "I only need one of you." "Well, thank you, Brigadier." "But do you think that for once in your life you could manage... to arrive before the nick of time?" "I'm glad to see you too, Doctor." " All right, Miss Grant?" " Yes, thanks." "I see you've changed your job." "Yes, rather an effective disguise, don't you think?" "Right, down there." " Well, did you get the Master?" " Sorry, sir, he seems to have got away." " And what about the missile?" " Well, we didn't." " Isn't it here?" " No." "Wow." "Yes, well, apart from losing the Master and the missile, you're doing very well, Brigadier." "Look, the Master has got to be found, Brigadier." "I'm rather more concerned with finding that missile." "Well, it comes to the same thing, surely." " Excuse me, sir." " Yes?" "Everything's secure, sir." "The prisoners are back in their cells... and we're starting to move the wounded out." "Right, Sergeant Benton." "And we found this chap, sir, hiding in the medical block." " Lock him up with the others." " Right, sir." "No, no, no, don't." "Come on, Barnham." " Right, Davies." " Come on, come and sit down." "I heard the shooting and I didn't know what to do." "It's all right, it's all over, we'll take care of you." " Has he been given anything to eat?" " Well, no Miss..." "Well, don't just stand there, show me where I can find him something." "Yes, Miss, sorry." "Who is this man?" "His name is Barnham." "He's the last man to undergo the Keller process... and you can see what it's done to him." "He's got the mind of a child." "Don't worry about him." "You leave him to Jo." "He trusts her." "Right, let's take a look of this map of yours." "Trap one to Greyhound." "Trap one to Greyhound." "It's Captain Yates." "All right, I'll take it." "Greyhound to trap one, is that you Yates?" "Where are you?" "I'm at mobile HQ, sir." " What happened?" " Quite a lot." "I know where he's got Thunderbolt." "Where?" "Outside a hanger on that deserted airfield at Stanham." "He's got a crane, launching pad, fake troops, the lot." "Are you all right, Yates?" "A bit bashed about, sir, but I might just survive." "Right, stay where you are." "I'm on my way." "Over and out." "No need to worry about the Master, any more." "This time, we've got him." "Right, Sergeant Benton." "You'll be in charge of the prison." "You can consider yourself "Acting Governor"." "Thank you, sir." " Benton?" " Yes, sir?" "Don't get any delusions of grandeur, will you?" "No, sir." "Well, that about wraps it up, Doctor." "I said "that about wraps it up"." "Does it?" "Major Cosworth's throwing a cordon around that hanger now." "I'll join him in my mobile HQ and then we'll move in and mop things up." "You may not find the Master all that easy to "mop up", Brigadier." "I don't anticipate much trouble." "Well, don't forget, he's got that rocket full of nerve gas, he can point it at any city in Europe." "Don't worry, Doctor." "He won't get the chance." "You coming with me?" "No, not for the moment, no." "I've got to work out a way of destroying that machine of his." "If I can step up the voltage in that coil, then..." "Yes, well, I'll leave the machine to you, and you can leave Master to me." "Yes, yes, all right." " You looked up here then, Bill?" " Yes, Dave, I have." "Oh, no." "No, no, please." "Here you are, Barnham." " Drink this up while it's hot." " Thank you very much, Miss." "Sergeant Benton will look after you." "Won't you, Sergeant?" "Right, that's it." "That should just about do it, I think." "Wait for me." "Sergeant." " Acting Governor Benton here." " It's Dr. Summers, Sergeant." "I wondered if those medical supplies had arrived yet." "Medical supplies?" "Hang on, Dr. Summers, I'll check." "What do you think you're doing?" "Dr. Summers." " You what?" " Well, I'd like to talk to Dr. Summers." "Look, you go off and talk to who you like, okay?" "Hello, Dr. Summers, yes." "They seem to be here all right." "They should be on their way over to you now." "Oh my..." " The thing's escaped again." " How?" "Well, it must stored up its energy and blown all the circuits." "Let's have a look." "Be careful." "What happened?" "Well, it's stronger than ever now." "How on earth am I going to stop it?" "Will you be able to set the coils up again?" "No, that'd never work twice." "The thing's too intelligent." "In any case, I doubt whether I'd get near enough to it without being killed." "What's wrong?" "Barnham." "Get out of here." " Get back." " Go on, I heard this noise." "It's stopped." "The machine." "I remember this place." "Something happened here." " Barnham, don't go." "Come here." " Something terrible." "Barnham, come back." "Come back." "Come back." " Over here." " No." "Don't be frightened by it." "Don't be frightened." "That's it." "As long as you're here, it won't hurt us." "Right, stay there." "Stay there." "Sit yourself down, that's it." " Now, don't worry." " But I don't understand?" "It's the mind of evil, Jo." "I should have realised." "That creature feeds on the evil impulses of the brain." "And Barnham hasn't got any." "No, the machine extracted them all." "Something in his mind acts as a screen and neutralises it." "So long as he's here, we're perfectly safe." " Afternoon, sir." " Afternoon." " How are you, Yates?" " Recovering rapidly, sir." " Good, sit down." " Thank you, sir." " Well, how's it going, Major Cosworth?" " Fine, sir." "I've just been on to the Ministery of Defence." "And?" "Thunderbolt is equipped with an abort mechanism." "Once in go condition, it can be blown up at any time." "So, if the Master threatens to launch the missile, we simply blow it up on the ground, from here." "Can't you kill it now, Doctor?" "No." "No, these creatures are incredibly resilient, Jo." "It'd take an atomic explosion or... an enormous charge of electricity to destroy that." "So what are we going to do?" "Well, I'm going to see Sergeant Benton." "Will you wait here?" "Will you be all right until I get back?" "I'm scared." "It's evil." "Yes, I know." "I'll be as quick as I possibly can, all right?" "Now, Jo will look after you." "What's your other name?" " Now, are you sure you've got all that?" " I think so, Doctor." "Extra heavy duty cable, arrangements with the National Complex for a maximum power boost." "I'll get onto it right away." "Well, please do." "It's all extremely urgent." "It's going to take quite a bit of organising." "Yes, I'm quite sure it is, but never..." "Acting-Governor Benton, here." "Who?" "Stangmoor Prison." "Acting Governor Sergeant Benton here." "I see." "Would the Doctor be there by any chance?" "Well, I'll see, sir." "Who's calling please?" "Just say it's an old friend." "It's for you, Doctor." "Say's he's an old friend of yours." "Hello, yes?" "Doctor, do I gather that the tables have turned somewhat at Stangmoor?" "You have gathered correctly." "Barnham." "Jo, what on earth do you think you're doing?" "I told Barnham to stay in the medical wing." "He can't leave." "We've got to stay here with that thing." " But you'll get yourselves killed." " Dr. Summers, we have got to..." "Look, Jo." "Jo, you know he's not well and that thing's dangerous." "I've got to get him back to the medical wing." "Now, come on." "No." "No, you can't." "That thing..." " ...it's alive." " Yes, and if Barnham leaves here, that thing will kill all of us." "In spite of what I've said, do you still intend to fire that rocket on London?" "I most certainly do." " Well, that would start a world war." " Exactly." "And then later when this planet is in ruins, I shall take over." "I see." " Aren't you forgetting something?" " Am I, Doctor?" "What?" "The dematerialisation circuit from your own TARDIS." "You can't leave Earth without that, can you?" " Are you offering me a deal?" " I am." "Hand me back that rocket and I'll return your circuit." " That's very generous of you." " Leave Earth, stop bothering us, go somewhere else and be a nuisance elsewhere." "Well, what do you say?" "Well?" "Right." "But you will bring that circuit to me here at the hanger." "You and you alone." "At the first sign of treachery, the first sign of interference from your UNIT friends... and I launch the missile immediately." "Sergeant, can you contact the Brigadier for me?" "Well, I think so, Doctor." "He should be back at mobile HQ by now." "Get onto him at once." "Tell him he's got to cancel that attack." "You're quite sure there's nothing I can do?" "No, honestly." "All right." "Well, I've got a mass of wounded to attend to." "I'll be in the medical wing if you need me." "Look after him, Jo, and yourself." "Thank you." "Now, you do exactly what Miss Grant tells you, all right?" "Good lad." "But understand that you mustn't go anywhere near him." "If he catches sight of a uniform, he'll fire that rocket." "Don't you worry, Doctor." "Leave everything to us." "I've cancelled the attack and... we'll send a despatch rider to HQ to get your circuit, just in case." "What do you mean "just in case"?" "It's our only chance." "I don't know, Doctor." "There are other ways of dealing with him." "Look, don't do anything stupid, Brigadier." "He means what he says, you know." "Don't you worry, Doctor." "Over and out." "Lethbridge Stewart." "The Brigadier knows what he's doing." "I sincerely hope so." "I'm going back to Miss Grant." "Right, Major Cosworth." "I want you to get on to the missile control people." "They're to maintain radio link with us and explode the missile when I give the word." "Right away, sir." "Captain Yates, you'll be in charge of the evacuation." "I want the area around that hanger completely clear within a ten mile radius." "Trap one to missile control, report my signals, over." "But I don't see why you're so upset." "If you give him back the circuit and he hands over the missile..." "You just don't understand, do you, Jo?" "Once he gets that circuit back he's free to roam through time and space." " We'd never catch him." " Then you'll just have to give in." "The Master's got the missile and all we've got is this wretched machine." "Look, Jo, will you stop stating the obvious." "What did you say?" "I said all we've got is this machine." "Well, that's it." "That's the answer." "We've got the machine and we've got our friend Barnham." "I don't understand." "With a little help from you, old chap, we can destroy this machine and the Master at the same time." "Just in case somebody tries to be clever." "Don't worry, it can't hurt you." " Come on, old chap, come on." " It's all right." "That's it, all right?" "Now don't forget, whatever you do, don't drop it." "Now hang on to it tight, pick it up." "Come on." "That's it." "Now, mind how you go." "Mind how you go." "All right?" "Not too heavy for you?" " Good." " Well, that's it." " Close the doors after us, will you?" " Right, Doctor." "Now, mind his feet." "We've tried to explode Thunderbolt on the ground, Doctor, but nothing happened." "What did you expect?" "The Master may be a scoundrel but he is a scientist." "He'll have disconnected the abort mechanism." "There's only one thing for it, Doctor." "We'll have to give him back that wretched circuit." " Has it arrived?" " Just arrived, sir." "Yes, that's it." "Believe me, Doctor," "I hate to see the Master escape unpunished as much as you do." "It's where he'll escape to that worries me." "What right have we got to let his loose on some other planet?" "Unless you've got some better plan, I can see no alternative." "My dear Brigadier, of course I have a better plan." "Very strange form of transport, Doctor," "I hope you're not going to try anything silly?" "No, of course not." "No, it's just that Bessie had broken down." "Bessie?" "You know, Bessie?" "Oh, yes." "I think I should warn you that my here, is aimed and ready to fire." "I just have to press the requisite button." "That's very clever." "My word, you have done well." "Shall we get on with it?" " Did you bring the circuit with you?" " Oh, yes." "Here." "May I examine it, please?" "How do I know that you won't take the circuit and fire the missile anyway?" "I'm afraid you don't." "You'll just have to trust me this once." " No, I don't think so." " Now, Doctor." "Hello, Brigadier?" "Jo Grant here, over." "Hello, Miss Grant, we read you, over." "Doctor working on missile circuit." "Stand by for abort instructions, over." "Well done, Miss Grant." "Greyhound to Windmill three-four-two, come in to land." "I say again, come in to land." "Wilco." "Right, Jo." "We're on our way." "Over and out." "Come on." "He's dead." "Come on, Jo." "Jo, come on." "Twenty seconds, missile control." "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, abort." "Thank you." "We took Barnham there to help us." "Yes, I know, Jo, I know." "We should never have left him there." "Well, how do you think I feel?" "Sorry." "Yeah." "Here, have some coffee." "Well, at least we're rid of the Keller machine and the Master." "Yes, we've probably killed off that machine all right, but I'm not so sure about the Master." "Well, even if he wasn't killed, Doctor, he won't get far..." " ...if you've still got his circuit." " Yes, that's true." "The circuit." "I must have lost it in my struggle with him." "Probably destroyed in the explosion." "Yes, but what if it wasn't?" "Supposing the Master found it?" " Hello, Governor's office." " Put me onto the Doctor, will you?" "Yes." "It's for you, Doctor." "The Master?" "Yes?" "Doctor." "I was afraid you'd be worried about me, so I thought I'd let you know that I'm alive and well." " I'm extremely sorry to hear that." " I made the safety of my TARDIS, which thanks to your generosity, is in perfect working order." "So, we won't be seeing you for quite some time?" "Not for quite some time, but one day, I will destroy this miserable planet... and you along with it." "Goodbye, Doctor." "By the way, enjoy your exile." "What did he say?" "His usual threats." "Never mind, Doctor." "You've beaten him." "Have I, Jo?" "He's got his TARDIS back." "He's free to come and go where he pleases, while I'm stuck here on Earth." "With you, Brigadier."