"Look at that!" "I am." "It's an Aztec mask." "He must have been a priest." "Well, the Aztecs were Mexicans." "We must be on Earth again." "I wonder what year it is?" "Oh, he must have died around 1430, I should think." "How'd you know that?" "All these things belong to the Aztecs' early period." "That's what I call really knowing your subject." "Ah well, that was one of my specialties, Susan." "Well, what little I know about them doesn't impress me." "Cutting up people's hearts." "Oh, that's only one side to their nature." "The other side was highly civilised." "Well, the Spanish didn't think so." "Oh, they only saw the acts of sacrifice." "That was the tragedy of the Aztecs." "Their whole civilisation was completely destroyed, the good as well as the evil." "Cortez landed in...1520, didn't he?" "Hey look, cartoons!" "They've got bubbles coming out of their mouths." "Oh!" "Hey Barbara, look!" "Don't go too far..." "It's alright." "There's no one here." "I think I'll get the others." "Its perfect!" "Woman!" "How came you here?" "The temple is sacred to the memory of the high priest, Yetaxa." "You trespass and must be punished!" "Warriors!" "I don't care if she is interested in them," "I've told her repeatedly not to go off on her own." "The door!" "It's closed!" " Now where is this door, Susan?" " Here." "Barbara?" "Barbara?" "No sign of her." "Well, she was here just now." "Doctor!" "Look at this extraordinary city down here!" "The Aztecs." "They knew how to build." "We must be pretty high up here...place seems absolutely deserted." "Yes, I hope you're right, Chesterton." "These Aztecs had some rather gruesome habits." "I should hate to be carved up on that by some Aztec high priest..." " The door!" " Quickly!" "There's nothing to get a grip on." "There must be some way of opening it." "Yes." "You push it from the other side." "These tombs were designed to prevent grave-robbers, not to aid and abet them." "Autloc, High Priest of knowledge, most... most humbly greets the servants of Yetaxa." "The servants of whom, sir?" "Yetaxa, the High Priest." "Where's Barbara?" "Of whom do you speak?" "The woman who was here a moment ago." "In due time, you shall meet again." "But first, grant us our courtesies." "No evil exists in our hearts towards you." "In fact, we honour you." "Um, what is your name, sir?" "Autloc." "And you are the High Priest." "As such I serve." "Do you know where we came from?" "The tomb." "Tell me, is there a way through from this side?" "The tomb is sealed." "Go now with these attendants and soon you shall meet the one who wears the bracelet of Yetaxa." "What's he talking about now?" "He must be talking about Barbara." "She picked up a bracelet from the tomb." "Well, perhaps we'd better go and meet her." "You know who he is, hmm?" "The local butcher, by the look of him." "Exactly." "You have seen her?" "A vision is with us Autloc." "When does it rain?" "This day, when the Sun's fire first touches the horizon to the west." "At that moment, shall I present her to the people." "A vision is with us and shall stand before them." "And I, in supplication to the Rain God, shall offer human blood." "The rains will come." "No more talk against us, that the Gods were against us and brought drought to the land." "The rains shall come and power shall again be ours!" "I tell you the rains will come, with or without sacrifice." "Does the High Priest of Knowledge only worship the him who has fallen, not him who has made us strong?" "I worship the same god as you." "Then above all, honour him." "He has made us rulers of the land." "For this, he demands blood - and he shall have it!" "Well, they've treated us alright so far." "The Aztecs always showed the utmost courtesy towards their intended victims." "Barbara!" "Leave us." "Hmph...good gracious!" "What on earth are you doing there?" "They think I'm a reincarnation of that priest in the tomb." "I found this and put it on." "And when the High Priest caught me, I was still wearing it." " So he thought you were a god?" " Yes." "But the priest in the tomb's a man." "How can you be a reincarnation of him?" "The form the spirit takes isn't important, Susan." "This is what's important." "Yes, that High Priest, What was his name?" " Autloc." " That's right, Orkloc..." " Autloc!" " Autloc!" "Autloc - well, he said we were the servants of Yetaxa." " Is that who they think you are?" " Yes." " Charming..." " And we're your servants?" " That's right." " Charming!" "Well, it's very useful for us, Doctor." "It means we can go into the tomb anytime we want to, get into the TARDIS and leave." "We can't." "It only opens from the inside." "Reincarnations can come out, but human beings can't go in." "We must find out how that door opens." "That's one thing you mustn't do." "As Yetaxa, you're supposed to know everything." "If the Aztecs decide you're not what you're supposed to be, then we shall all die." "Great spirit of Yetaxa." "I, Tlotoxl, High Priest of Sacrifice, salute you." "As you said, Chesterton - the local butcher." "I acknowledge the High Priests' greeting." "For many days, the Rain God has looked away from us, and the land withers and our people groan." "We have prayed that the land may again be bountiful." "And this day, we honour Tlolocs' name." "When the sun's fire first touches the horizon to the west, the people will stand before the temple in obedience to our commands." "We humbly beg, great spirit, that at that time the people shall see you and know that their suffering draws to an end." "And Barbara will appear, and down will come the rains..." "I shall do as the High Priest requests." "We also...beseech you, great spirit, to permit your handmaiden and your servants... to move freely among our people." "O great spirit, grant us this... our wish that we may be your eyes and ears among the people, to do our best and serve in all our interests." "The aged servant of Yetaxa speaks with wisdom." "My handmaiden remains with me." "The others may do as you wish." "We shall await you." "A wonderful performance, my dear!" "Congratulations!" "We now have everything...we want, exactly." " We do?" " Yes." "You and Susan here in safety, and Ian and I outside finding out about the tomb." "Yes, it sounds alright." "But I don't think we should take our eyes off those two for a second." "Oh, I shouldn't mind them." " They're far too busy timing their miracle." " What miracle?" "Presenting Barbara to the public one second before it rains!" "Autloc...who serves Yetaxa?" "We do, as High Priests of the temple." " What purpose then serve the others?" " Yetaxa has said..." "Would it not be better if one led our force of arms?" "The young man?" "A warrior favoured of the gods." "But Ixta is our chosen warrior..." "Let Ixta prove himself more worthy than the servant of Yetaxa." "It has been decided." "The old man may walk abroad, you shall train to command our army." "Surely that is for Yetaxa to decide, hmm?" "Yetaxa would not refuse so great an honour." "I accept." "Autloc, take the old man into the Garden of Peace, that he may sit in comfort." "Come now, and encounter Ixta." "Who is he?" "Your rival to command." "Ixta." "I greet you, Tlotoxl." "That manner of warrior is this?" "He is the servant of Yetaxa." "I had heard that Yetaxa again guides us in wisdom...and in strength." "Would the High Priest care for me to demonstrate my skill?" "To command, one must prove oneself in courage, skill, intelligence." "Ixta has taken many prisoners on the battlefield." "He has no fear of death." "So shall other tribes fear the Aztecs even more." "Tell Yetaxa that I shall serve well." "I shall carry your salutation for you." "He remains." "Here dwell only warriors chosen to command!" "I know it." "What name did your mother give you?" "Ian." "Then I tell you Ian, six warriors dwelt here." "Only I remain." "There is no fear of you in me - rather I welcome you." "For one day, all men shall fear Ixta, the Aztec commander who killed the chosen servant of Yetaxa!" "Let him be clothed according to his rank." "It shall be done." "Is he to assist at the ceremony of the Rain God?" "Ian is as you are...a chosen warrior." "What duties must I perform at this ceremony?" "Honour with the rest of us." "We shall deliver the human sacrifice to Tlotoxl!" "What are all these people doing here?" "It is our law that all who attain their fifty-second year shall pleasurably pass the rest of their lives free from responsibility and care." "Hmm, poor old souls, they must be bored to tears doing nothing!" "We often seek the accumulated wisdom of their years." " What about?" " All manner of things." "Each person here has served the community in one way or another." "He was a weaver of priestly garments, she was a woman of medicine, that man..." "What about her?" "Cameca?" "Of all those here, her advice is most sought after." "What did you say her name was?" "Cameca." "You'll find her a companion of wit and interest." "And now I beg permission to depart." "Of course." "In spite of the drought, there's plenty of water for the flowers?" "Better to go hungry than starve for beauty." "Oh, thank you." "Mmm, all the perfume of the gods." "I find this place delightful." "Hmm, so restful..." "It is the Garden of Peace." "Mmm, a very apt description." "The words of Chopal." "Hmm?" "Chopal?" "The man who built the temple." "He designed all this, did he?" "As a labour of love." "Yes, one senses that immediately." "Does he come here often?" "He watches over it constantly." " Oh, I see...he's a gardener..." " Oh, no." "But you said that he watches, ah..." "So he does." "In spirit." " Yes, I see." "Dead." "Hmm..." " Yes." "Er, please?" "I would like to have met him." "You knew him?" "Well...his son lives." " Ah...builder?" " A warrior." "Yes, and I suppose he knows much of his fathers work." "I find the temple here very fascinating." "A meeting between you two could be arranged." "My dear lady, I should be so grateful." " Doctor..." " My dear Chesterton!" "This dear lady has promised me to arrange a meeting between me and... ah, between myself and the son of the man who built the temple." "Most kind of you, madam." "Pray, excuse me, then you may talk more freely." " A charming person." " Doctor..." "So intelligent and gentle..." "Doctor...there is to be a human sacrifice today, at the ceremony for the Rain God." "And I have to..." "Now just a minute - what are you supposed to do?" "I must escort the victim to the altar, hold him down..." "Doctor, I c..." "Then do it man, do it!" "But don't interfere!" " Otherwise we..." " But..." "There's no buts about it!" "If human sacrifice is essential here and it's their tradition, then let them get on with it." "But for our sakes, don't interfere!" "Now promise me." "Please promise!" "I'll go and tell Barbara." "Hey, Barbara." "It's just the thing for the royal enclosure at Ascot." "Oh, the romance of being a handmaiden to a goddess!" "Well." "I must admit this end of it isn't too hard to take either." "Hey, isn't this beautiful?" "You know, that's what gets me." "I mean, take Autloc - he's sensitive, intelligent." "And then there's..." "Then there's Tlotoxl." "It's incredible, isn't it?" "Beauty and horror, developing hand in hand." "Get out of my way!" "Go on, let me pass!" "I must talk to Yetaxa!" "Susan, please go outside and don't let anybody in." "Right." "What is it?" "What's happened?" "There is to be a human sacrifice today at the rain ceremony." "Oh no." "And you must not interfere." "Do you understand?" "I can't just sit by and watch..." "No, Barbara." "Ian agrees with me." "He's got to escort the victim to the altar." "He has to what?" "Yes, they've made him a warrior, and he's promised me not to interfere with the sacrifice." "Well, they've made me a goddess - and I forbid it." "Barbara, No!" "There'll be no sacrifice this afternoon, Doctor." "Or ever again." "The reincarnation of Yetaxa will prove to the people that you don't need to sacrifice a human being in order to make it rain." "Barbara, no..." "It's no good, Doctor." "My mind's made up." "This is the beginning of the end of the sun god." "What are you talking about?" "Oh, don't you see?" "If I could start the destruction of everything that's evil here... then everything that is good would survive when Cortez lands." "But you can't rewrite history - not one line!" "Barbara, the High Priest is coming." "Barbara, one last appeal:" "what you are trying to do is utterly impossible." "I know, believe me, I know." "Not Barbara." "Yetaxa." "Grandfather?" "Grandfather, what's happening?" "Why can't I see what is going on?" "You must stay here, child." "You must." "A vision has come to us, my people!" "The high priest Yetaxa has returned, that you may look once more look upon the sign of the coiled serpent." "Great spirit of Yetaxa, please stand forth that we may honour you." "Take his arms." "Take his legs." "Great Tloloc, God of Rain" " I, Tlotoxl, High Priest of Sacrifice, call upon you to look with favour upon our land..." "Give us the water that is our life, and we will honour you with blood!" " No!" " Stop!" " No!" " I, Yetaxa, command you." "There shall be no more blood spilt." "You have denied me honour." "Honour us then with your death." "With death came rain!" "Without your sacrifice came rain." "Does Yetaxa speak with the voice of the gods," " ...or as the protector of a handmaiden?" " As a god." "Then let the brave handmaiden be punished." "She has cried out and desecrated sacred ground." "She transgressed the law!" "She did not know it." "Then let knowledge be beaten into her!" "No one shall be punished for an offence committed in ignorance." "I demand that she be punished!" "No!" "Let her instead be taught respect for your customs." "I will take her to the seminary." "So be it, Autloc." "The great spirit of Yetaxa has spoken." "No, no, this is not Yetaxa." "This is a false goddess!" "And I shall destroy her..."