"(DOCTOR WHO THEME)" "MAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER:" "Emergency!" "Emergency!" "Hull fracture in Section 3." "Depressurise and isolate." "What is it?" "What's happening?" "It's rockets." "That fool Jaeger's bombarding the planet with rockets." "(EXPLODING)" "It seems to have died down for the moment." "Let's get out of here and find Miss Grant and the others." "MAN OVER LOUDSPEAKER:" "Section 3 isolated." "We are about to depressurise." "The pressure will ease in a minute!" "We've got to get out before the air goes!" "Get the door!" "(GASPING)" "Break this." "You all right, miss?" "Yes, I think I'm okay." "Very touching." "Guards!" "Bring them!" "No." "There's no sign of them." "Or of Varan?" "No." "He said he was going to attack Skybase." "If he ran into any of the others..." "Come on." "Let's make for the transfer station." "This time, as you see, we are taking no chances." "Squad ready, sir." "Good." "Cotton, treason." "Stubbs, treason." "Ky, conspiracy, sabotage, terrorism." "Miss Grant, such a pity." "Miss Grant had nothing to do with it!" "Guard!" "Call the squad in." "GUARD:" "Squad, forward!" "Once again, the justice of the Overlords." "Exactly." "You will never win, Marshal." "You will never take over this planet." "As long as one of my people remains alive, you will never be safe." "My death is unimportant." "It will only help our fight for freedom." "There will be others after me." "Always the speechmaker, Ky." "But you're wrong." "No good!" "The whole operation ruined, Marshal, thanks to you." "Major Jaeger, I'm busy!" "I see!" "So tell them to get out!" "This is far more important!" "Jaeger, I am warning you." "Marshal, do you want to know what's happening to Solos, or are you too busy playing soldiers, hmm?" "Guards, wait outside." "You will forgive a short postponement, I trust." "Here are the figures." "Total failure!" "Every one of those rockets malfunctioned in one way or another." "If they had been properly checked out, as I insisted, Marshal..." "Jaeger, what happened?" "I'll tell you what happened." "None of the ionisation rockets exploded in the atmosphere." "Every single one hit the surface." "So?" "So, instead of seeding the atmosphere with ionisation crystals, the planet's surface itself has been contaminated." "You've made yourself master of a desert, Marshal, a lethal desert." "No one will be able to set foot on Solos for centuries now once the crystals have taken effect." "No one, not you, and certainly not the Investigator!" "Jaeger, will you shut up?" "As for this display of megalomania, how do you hope to conceal it from the Investigator?" "They are not all of them as loyal as those guards." "Someone will talk, if only to save his own skin." "Someone like you, Jaeger?" "Jaeger's right, you know." "Someone will talk." "And if I dispose of you all first?" "You can't silence the whole of Skybase." "You've got a problem, Marshal." "None of the men want to stay here." "My men do as I tell them." "That's not true, Marshal." "Cotton and I aren't the only ones, you know." "The Investigator's going to find out everything." "The Administrator assassinated, native leaders dead or missing, and a contaminated planet." "Now, that's not a very successful record, is it, Marshal?" "Very good, Miss Grant." "Very convincing." "But you forget one thing." "The Investigator still has to get here, and his ship is no match for Skybase." "Agreed." "You could dispose of the Investigator, too." "But how reliable are your rockets, Professor?" "As for the advance warning system, the Doctor and Miss Grant landed, Marshal, landed without being detected." "And the Doctor's still free." "Doctor!" "Always the Doctor!" "Well, no one else can help you, or Solos, for that matter." "Do you think we didn't know about the Investigator?" "Well, why do you think we were sent?" "He's coming to confirm the Doctor's findings." "Where is your precious Doctor now?" "He's on Solos, Marshal, with Sondergaard." "And both of them are very much alive." "(GRUNTING)" "What's happening here?" "It's started already." "Contamination from the ionisation crystals." "We've got to get out of here, Sondergaard." "It's no good." "I can't." "You'll have to leave me." "My dear chap, I wouldn't hear of it." "You've got to get to that laboratory on Skybase, Doctor." "You stand a better chance on your own." "I'll be all right." "I'll rest here for a while and then go back to the caves." "I'll be safe there." "Now, go, please." "Yes, all right." "You take care, all right?" "You're right, Miss Grant." "Your friend the Doctor is alive and on Solos." "And we know where he is." "Then why don't you arrest him?" "Oh, we shall." "Never fear." "You see, Miss Grant, there's a technique known as particle reversal." "We wish to use the Doctor's knowledge of this technique to, as it were, sweep the dust under the carpet before the Investigator arrives." "And supposing the Doctor refuses to cooperate?" "Hmm." "Oh, he will cooperate." "He will, Miss Grant." "You are our guarantee." "Now I shall return to Solos to supervise his capture." "Guard!" "Drive him this way!" "Remember, keep the pressure on." "I want the Doctor here in one piece." "Right, get on with it!" "(TRACKING DEVICES BEEPING)" "(DEVICES BEEPING FASTER)" "Goodbye." "He's heading for the transfer station." "After him!" "Come on, move it!" "Doctor!" "Doctor!" "Hello, Jo." "Now then, we'll soon get you out of this." "(HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING)" "Use the key, Doctor." "But before you do, consider what might happen to Miss Grant." "And the other thing." "Well, what do you want?" "As you're no doubt aware, Jaeger's made a complete hash of my plan to make the planet habitable." "He seems to think you can help him put it right." "And if I do?" "Then you will live, both of you." "And if not?" "Oh, come now, Doctor, surely, you can guess." "Yes, only too easily." "Then why the delay?" "It's not just their lives, the whole planet is at stake." "Very well, then." "Eh." "Oh, one more thing." "Your superior will be arriving shortly." "Superior?" "Yes." "Earth Control has seen fit to have my project investigated." "I want my reforms to have their approval." "You and your friends here will confirm the necessity of stern measures." "Outbreaks of plague and rebellion must be controlled." "Don't you agree?" "Marshal, you are quite mad." "(CHUCKLING)" "Only if I lose." "Ah, here you are." "Well, I gather that you've made a complete hash of things." "This is the situation." "As far as we can tell, the centres of crystal contamination have already started to spread and, in some cases, have linked up." "Mmm-hmm." "All living organisms seem to be affected." "Well, whatever we do, we're bound to leave a few bald patches." "It wasn't my decision, Doctor." "No, no." "No, no, of course not." "You were simply obeying orders." "That's a common excuse, Professor." "Right, now, I'll need a macrothizer, the strongest one you've got." "Well, there's only one." "The one you use in the transfer system?" "Yes, but you can't use that." "Well, we've got to use it." "We'll have to train it on each affected area in turn, like a searchlight." "I thought you were going to use the particle reversal." "I am, Jaeger, I am, but we shall..." "We shall need the beam to transfer the effect from this laboratory to the contaminated areas." "Oh, I see." "Uh, why?" "Well, we can hardly set it up on the surface of the planet, now, can we?" "You've seen to that." "I shall have to get the Marshal's authority." "The Marshal's?" "It's not going to be easy." "It means isolating Skybase." "Oh, for heaven's sake, stop dilly-dallying and let's get on with it." "These unstable reactions are dangerous." "I shall need some equipment." "If we don't come up with an effective control system, we'll particle reverse Skybase and we'll be in a bigger mess than we were before." "(INAUDIBLE WHISPERING)" "(GASPING)" "Guard!" "The girl's collapsed." "Help me." "Well, come on, man," "get over here, quickly!" "Please, help me." "Hurry up!" "Right!" "Keys." "And the other thing." "Thank you." "Well, now what?" "Well, now we've got to get on to somebody of authority and tell them what's happening here." "That's it, miss, contact the Investigator." "We can use the Marshal's communicator." "Yes." "Right, you do that, I'll bolt the door." "This is Skybase One calling Hyperion." "Skybase One calling Hyperion." "Come in, Hyperion." "This is urgent." "Repeat, urgent!" "Hurry up, Cotton, I won't be able to hold them, once they get in." "Skybase One, Skybase One!" "Come in, Hyperion!" "Skybase One calling Hyperion!" "Stay where you are, lads." "I don't want to shoot unless I have to." "Go on, get back!" "Come in, Hyperion!" "This is urgent!" "Skybase One on open channel!" "What's going on here?" "Get him!" "Get him!" "Get back, Marshal!" "Give me a gun, will you?" "Skybase calling Hyperion!" "Skybase calling Hyperion!" "MAN:" "Go ahead, Skybase One." "This is Hyperion." "Stubbsy, we've got them!" "Get on with it, then!" "What do I say?" "Here, let me." "Situation on Solos critical." "Marshal's attempts to convert atmosphere is causing severe loss of life." "The Administrator assassinated on Marshal's orders." "Marshal attempting to maintain complete control of entire planet." "He must be replaced immediately." "Over." "MAN:" "Message received, Skybase One." "Request identification." "Additional information soonest." "Hyperion out." "(SCREAMING)" "COTTON:" "Stubbsy!" "Did you get through?" "Yes." "Good lad, Cotton." "Good..." "Come on, Stubbsy." "Stubbsy, mate." "Quick!" "Get out, I'll follow!" "But what about him?" "No need to worry about him." "We'd better make for the transfer section somehow." "We can't!" "Not that way!" "Follow me!" "After them!" "Fool!" "What's that?" "Ready to isolate transfer macrothizer." "What?" "Oh, right." "Carry on." "Excuse me." "No." "(JO YELPING)" "Transfer system isolated...now." "Your friend the Doctor again, I'm afraid, Miss Grant." "He's cut off the power, no doubt." "Take these two to the radiation chamber." "Now, Miss Grant, perhaps you'd be good enough to come with me." "There." "You do realise, Professor, that the slightest accident at this stage in the proceedings is..." "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk." "The slightest accident in this stage in the proceedings and we we'd all reverse instantly into anti-matter, blasted out to the other side of the universe, in a flash of electromagnetic radiation." "We'd all become unpeople, undoing unthings untogether." "Fascinating." "Got it." "Right, all we've got to do is switch on now and see what happens." "Or unhappens, as the case may be." "All right, lower away, will you?" "By the way, I didn't tell you, did I?" "Professor Sondergaard and I think we've discovered the secret behind the mutations." "It's not a disease at all." "Listen!" "Wait a minute!" "Listen!" "Can you understand me?" "Can you?" "You saved me from the guard." "Do you know who I am?" "You know me?" "I helped you." "Sondergaard." "I helped all the mutants, you remember?" "(GROWLING)" "Good." "Now listen." "How many are there left after the rockets?" "How many mutants?" "(GROWLING) Sick!" "Sick!" "No, no, not sick!" "We know now." "You are supposed to become like this." "You were supposed to change." "Now, listen to me, please." "But the Overlords' experiments with the air of Solos have made the mutation rate, made the change happen wrongly." "Do you follow me?" "(GRUMBLING)" "The change can be put right." "We know that now." "The mutation rate can be made to go as it was meant to." "(GROWLING)" "But you must help me." "You must help me find the Doctor." "Will you come with me and find him?" "(GROWLING)" "To save your people?" "(MACHINE POWERING UP)" "Now, let it build up, Professor." "More." "More." "You are at full power now." "Right." "Now here goes." "Activation beginning." "(LOUD WHIRRING)" "What's the reading?" "Planet surface no longer contaminated." "The nitrogen isotope level?" "Exactly as it was before my rockets landed." "Good." "And that's how it stays." "Not so, Doctor." "You'll continue to operate this device for me until Solos has an atmosphere breathable by humans and only by humans." "No!" "Very well." "Bring in Miss Grant." "Well, Doctor?" "MAN:" "Attention, Skybase." "Attention, Skybase." "This is Earth Investigator, space shuttle Hyperion." "We are about to dock." "I repeat, we are about to dock." "Well, Marshal, it seems as if your superiors have arrived." "What are you going to do now?" "Get her out of here." "Put her with the others." "Now, Doctor, shall we welcome the Investigator together?" "Are you all right?" "Well, yes, I think so." "What's happening?" "The Investigator's arrived." "And the Marshal?" "Well, from what I could gather, he's taken the Doctor to meet the Investigator." "Then, at last, my people can expect justice." "I doubt it." "Why not?" "The Doctor will tell him everything." "Well, why do you think we've been shoved down here?" "We're hostages, Ky, to make sure the Doctor says the right thing." "Come on, let us stay away from that wall." "Well, why?" "What's wrong?" "We're in the refuelling lock, next to where we store the radioactive thaesium." "That's what makes the walls glow." "Thaesium?" "Nuclear fuel, miss." "We use it to power Skybase, spaceships, practically everything." "How dangerous is it, this radiation?" "Safe enough for a short time." "Stay here too long, though, and, well, it builds up." "Well, how long's the Marshal going to keep us down here?" "Who knows?" "Don't suppose he's worried." "Wait a minute!" "Refuelling!" "What is it?" "The shuttle!" "What do you mean?" "They'll need to refuel Hyperion, the Investigator's shuttle." "They should be putting a probe out any minute now." "Then live thaesium will start flooding through there." "We'll all be done for!"