"Come on, lads." "Come on, keep it moving." "Mustn't keep our lords and masters waiting." "Straight through the gallery." "What's that?" "Aggedor." "It is the spirit of Aggedor." "Yes." "It's exactly the quality we've been searching for." "We're just not producing enough of it." "How can we?" "We have modern equipment but these primitives refuse to use it." "Oh, they'll come round to it." "At least they've agreed to use the sonic lance." "What's going on?" "Hey, Ettis, what's all the panic?" "It's Aggedor." "It's the spirit of Aggedor." "We took the sonic lance down into the mine as you ordered." "And the spirit of Aggedor appeared and slew one of us for blasphemy." "Who do you think is going to use your alien equipment now?" "One of our people has been killed." "The miners are terrified and refuse to work." "What explanation do you offer us?" "It's not up to me to explain, is it?" "According to the miners, it was the spirit of Aggedor, whatever that's supposed to mean." "Do not blaspheme, alien." "I'm sure no disrespect was intended, Lord Chancellor." "Your Majesty." "We people of the planet Vega are a practical race of mining engineers." "We do not propose to accept that this unfortunate incident was brought about by supernatural means." "The miners of Peladon say that Aggedor appeared to them." "Your Majesty, your miners are primitive and superstitious." "Then what is your explanation?" "Sabotage." "And where are these saboteurs?" "Yes, well, sabotage or spooks, the end result's the same." "We had just about persuaded your miners to accept the use of the sonic lance and now they won't touch any of the modern equipment." "The use of the sonic lance is essential to you?" "Oh, yes, Your Majesty." "It will increase the output tenfold." "Could you arrange an immediate demonstration of the sonic lance?" "Your Majesty..." "If our people see that we have faith in your technology, it may help to calm their fears." "Of course, Your Majesty." "We will arrange it immediately." "Allow me to thank Your Majesty on behalf of the Federation." "A most helpful gesture." "The sooner we can achieve full production of trisilicate, the sooner we can bring this dreadful war to a successful conclusion." "Thank you, Ambassador." "The audience is at an end." "Thank you, Your Majesty." "Your Majesty." "Your Majesty, I must protest." "I can control this situation." "I do not want you exposed to danger." "You know as well as I, Ortron, it was my father's dream to see Peladon a civilised planet, a full member of the Federation." "He signed the treaty." "We must honour it." "I intend that we should do so." "Right from the day Chancellor Hepesh died" "I served your father loyally." "I worked for the things he believed in." "Progress, civilisation, the Federation." "Now there is war with Galaxy Five and our people have to make sacrifices." "Yes, but in a quarrel not their own." "We have to accept the duties of Federation membership as well as the benefits." "Oh, mighty Aggedor, make known your will." "Do not seek vengeance on your servants." "Let your judgment fall on those who have truly offended thee." "The citadel of Peladon, Sarah." "One of the most interesting and..." "Oh, no, it isn't, is it, Doctor?" "No, not exactly." "No." "It's not your precious citadel at all." "It's another rotten, gloomy old tunnel." "Yes." "Well, with the scanner still on the blink there was no way I could really check." "There's more than the scanner on the blink." "Come on." "Let's go and see where we are." "Well, I think my spatial co-ordinates must have slipped a bit too." "We may not actually be in the citadel, Sarah, but we're very close to it." "We are?" "Yes." "Yes." "The citadel is built on a mountain, you see, and the mountain is honeycombed with tunnels like this." "Come on." "We couldn't just go back in the TARDIS and go home?" "Oh, have a heart, Sarah." "I've been meaning to pay a return visit to Peladon for ages." "I can't think why." "Come along, Sarah Jane." "This way, Your Majesty." "We are honoured by your presence, Your Majesty." "And we are grateful for yours, Gebek." "Can you persuade your miners to overcome their fears and use the new Federation tools?" "The demonstration will help, Your Majesty." "But there has been a death." "Ettis here was..." "I beg of you, Your Majesty, do not permit this blasphemy." "I have seen the wrath of Aggedor." "You have seen enemy spies, agents from Galaxy Five sent here to cause trouble." "One of the guards was telling some wild story." "He said he saw more aliens, appearing as if by magic in the tunnels." "Guard." "Since Aggedor's appearance there have been many such stories, Your Majesty." "There are alien spies in the tunnels enemies of the Federation and of Peladon." "They must be found and destroyed." "My Lord." "Well, Doctor?" "This way, I think." "We're lost." "Mislaid, possibly." "Oh, why don't we just go back to the TARDIS?" "Well, for two good reasons." "One, that I don't want to leave Peladon without having a word with my good friend, the King." "Name dropper." "And second..." "What?" "We are lost." "Come on." "Your Majesty, everything is prepared." "May we begin?" "Please." "Nexos." "If you'll just keep your eyes on that section of the wall over there." "There we are, Your Majesty, direct access to the main seam within a matter of moments." "Now that would take us weeks to do a job like that by hand." "Do not be afraid." "Do not be afraid." "It is trickery." "There is nothing to fear." "Don't be a fool." "Come back." "It is the curse of Aggedor." "Now will you believe?" "Cheer up, Sarah, we're nearly there." "I recognise this tunnel." "As far as I'm concerned, Doctor, a tunnel is a tunnel, is a..." "Come on here, lads, down this way." "Hey." "What was that?" "Oh, that'll be the palace guard." "We'll be all right now." "Well, let's not be rash." "Hmm?" "There they are." "Two of them!" "Sarah, Sarah." "We're trapped." "Oh, no, we're not." "Look." "Go on." "In you go." "The Temple of Aggedor in the citadel of Peladon." "I believed you." "Oh, it is very impressive, Doctor." "But what about those guards?" "I thought you said they were friendly here." "There must have been a misunderstanding." "Probably startled." "Oh." "Ah!" "The good old Aggedor." "There he is, bless him." "Doesn't look very loveable to me." "Oh, that's just a statue." "You wait till you've seen the real animal." "The real animal?" "Yes, didn't I tell you about my first visit to Peladon?" "Oh, no, not properly." "Well, Peladon was just on the point of entering the Galactic Federation, you see, when suddenly they started having this trouble." "Not now, Doctor." "Well, of course, if you don't want to hear about it..." "It's not that, Doctor." "I think we're about to have some trouble of our own." "Don't worry, Sarah." "As soon as King Peladon turns up..." "Silence!" "Aliens, you are accused both of sacrilege and of sabotage." "Do you confess?" "No, we don't." "I don't know what you're..." "Silence." "I addressed your master." "He is not my master." "Well, alien?" "May I first know whom I have the honour of addressing?" "I am Ortron, High Priest and Chancellor." "This is Her Majesty, Queen Thalira of Peladon." "Your Majesty." "But where is King Peladon?" "He was my father." "He died when I was a child." "I see." "That explains a great deal." "Alien, name those who sent you and your life may be spared." "Yes, yes." "In a moment, old chap." "Your Majesty, I..." "Your Majesty, your father and I were very good friends before you were born." "I am the Doctor." "But I've heard stories of the Doctor, ever since I was a child." "Everyone on Peladon knows the story of the Doctor." "What better disguise for an alien spy and saboteur?" "You really are a suspicious fellow, aren't you?" "Your Majesty, I cannot tell you how shocked I was to..." "Doctor, what's that?" "The answer to all our troubles, Sarah." "Doctor!" "Alpha Centauri." "It is." "It's the Doctor." "Alpha Centauri, my dear fellow," "what a very well-timed entrance." "It's like a miracle, Doctor." "All these years, and you haven't changed a bit." "Neither have you, my dear fellow." "A touch of grey around the tentacles perhaps, but still the same old Alpha." "Ambassador?" "Oh, forgive me, Your Majesty." "Ambassador, we take it that these aliens are known to you." "Uh, not the female." "Not the female, Your Majesty." "Still, she's of no importance." "But this is most certainly the Doctor." "A good friend of your father and of Peladon." "The past history of this alien is irrelevant." "I'm sure there has been a misunderstanding, Your Majesty." "I am prepared to vouch for the Doctor." "Very well." "The charges will be suspended and the aliens released into your custody, Ambassador." "Your Majesty..." "But we shall expect a full report of their behaviour and of their presence on Peladon." "Of course, Your Majesty." "Thank you, Your Majesty." "Well, I don't think that's good enough." "What about an apology?" "Sarah, Sarah." "Doctor, come with me, please." "Hey!" "You may bring the female." "Thanks." "Your Majesty, it is not wise to trust this alien, even if he is the Doctor." "He was the one who persuaded King Peladon to join the Federation and caused our present troubles." "Now why has he come here again?" "We shall not learn the Doctor's plans by having him executed, Ortron." "If he is our enemy, he will soon betray himself." "Gebek, for the last time, listen to me." "Even if you do speak to the Queen, it will do no good." "She and Ortron are puppets of the Federation." "We must try." "If talks fail, Gebek, we fight." "There will be no fighting." "Now, you will all wait for me here." "When I've spoken to the Queen, we'll talk again." "Gebek's a good man, but he's too patient." "We'll give him time to get clear." "Then, while he talks, we'll fight." "I'm sorry, Doctor, but I don't see why I should put up with it." "And as for your friend here." ""The female is of no importance," indeed." "Oh, I thought that would rankle a bit." "Well?" "Actually, you owe Alpha Centauri a very great deal of gratitude." "Without him, you'd have been lucky to have got out of there alive." "They go in for rough justice here on Peladon, you know." "Chop off your head and apologise afterwards." "Yes, well, if you hadn't missed the target by about 500 yards and 50 years, we wouldn't be in this place." "Yes, that's a point." "Gebek, you know the citadel is forbidden to those of your kind." "Reserved for you and your high and mighty nobles and our real masters, the Federation aliens, of course." "Do not be insolent, Gebek." "You may have a little authority amongst your miners but you are still one of them." "Why did you come here?" "I must speak with the Queen." "You should have requested an audience." "Things are too urgent for that." "I must speak with the Queen now for the good of all Peladon." "Very well." "The miner Gebek, Your Majesty." "Forgive this intrusion, Your Majesty." "Gebek, why have you come here?" "To beg you to send the Federation aliens home." "Well, it seems to me, Eckersley, that the Federation has brought a lot of its troubles on itself." "That is unfair, Doctor." "There have been many difficulties." "Look, it's 50 years now since Peladon joined the Galactic Federation." "And what have the miners got to show for it?" "Harder work for the same rewards." "Peladon is a feudal society, Doctor." "The court is resistant to any change." "And we have got to step up the production of trisilicate." "It's essential to our war effort." "Yes, well, that's another thing that concerns me, this war." "I thought the Federation was dedicated to peace." "So it is, Doctor." "But we were the victims of a vicious and unprovoked attack by the forces of Galaxy Five." "Have you tried to negotiate?" "Many times." "They refuse to listen." "Well, what's so important about this trisilicate stuff?" "Our whole technology is based on it." "Electronic circuitry, heat shields, inert micro-cell fibres, radionic crystals." "And whoever controls the supply of trisilicate will win this war." "And you think someone's trying to stop you getting it?" "That's what Vega Nexos thought." "Saboteurs, agents from Galaxy Five." "It's possible, I suppose." "Then how did they get here?" "Where are they now?" "And how are they staying undetected?" "What's all that about?" "Well, well, well..." "Alien work." "In case we can't break it down, Preba, you go and find an alien to open it for us." "You don't seem very worried." "They're wasting their time." "Solid duralinium, that door." "Triple security electronic lock, remotely controlled from here." "Just as well." "All the modern weapons on the planet are stored there." "You'll be in trouble if they do get through." "They won't." "When Ortron realises what's going on, he'll send some guards to finish them off." "Oh, for heaven's sake, man, you're just going to sit there and watch them get cut down?" "Well, can't you stop it?" "I told you before." "Local politics are not my concern." "I think you'll find that they are." "What?" "Oh!" "What are you doing here?" "Alien, you will come with me and open the armoury door for us." "Not a chance." "Move." "You will open the armoury, alien, or you will die." "Move." "Thanks." "Pretty handy, aren't you?" "You see the dangers we face, Doctor?" "Peladon is still a barbarous and primitive planet." "When miners have to take up arms to protect their rights, they probably have their reasons." "I'd like to know what those reasons are." "He won't talk to you." "These people are fanatics, Doctor." "Right then, let's see what he has to say to Queen Thalira." "Come on." "You two, stay here." "Oh, I'm glad." "Violence is distressing to..." "Oh!" "I'm sorry." "I believe that human beings sometimes find the appearance of my species rather frightening." "Yet I assure you, we are an amiable and peace-loving race." "Oh, I'm..." "I am sorry." "I didn't mean to be rude." "I'm just a bit jumpy." "Hmm?" "Okay?" "Your rulers have decided to support the Federation." "It is not for you to question our decisions." "My people have had enough of the Federation and its commands." "There will be armed rebellion." "Gebek, would you rebel against me?" "Your Majesty, I am loyal to the throne." "Then order your miners to return to their work." "Your Majesty, Lord Ortron, the miners have attacked the Federation armoury." "They escaped into the tunnels." "The armoury?" "Not all of them, Your Majesty." "Doctor?" "Preba." "What have you done?" "So, Gebek, now we have the truth of it." "Your Majesty, I knew nothing of this." "It is too late for your lies, Gebek." "You came here and distracted our attention so they could attack." "I ordered you to wait in the tunnels." "Take them both away." "But, Your Majesty..." "Now, just one moment." "I brought this man here to talk to the Queen." "Be silent, Doctor." "The Queen has listened to enough traitors." "They have invaded the citadel and carried arms against Your Majesty." "The law demands their execution." "Take them away!" "So, Doctor, since you are in league with the rebels and have helped them escape, you shall die in their place." "You really are remarkably ungrateful, aren't you?" "What gratitude do we owe you?" "I've just saved you from a serious political mistake." "May I address, Your Majesty?" "You may." "Lord Ortron." "Your Majesty, as you know, the miners are already on the point of armed rebellion." "And how would they react if their leader was killed by the Queen's guards?" "He'd become a martyr." "A figurehead for a people's revolution." "Revolution and civil war, Your Majesty, unless you allow me to help you." "But how can you help us?" "By proving my belief that the appearances of Aggedor are caused by trickery." "Very well." "We will trust you, Doctor, for the present." "Captain." "Thank you, Your Majesty." "Um, I'd like to begin by inspecting where Aggedor last appeared, so if someone could show me the way." "The Queen's Champion will escort you." "Yes, splendid." "Well, after you, old chap." "Your Majesty." "Send out patrols into the mines and caves." "I want Gebek and anyone with him captured or killed." "And with that, off they went to take a look at the cavern." "Ah, great." "Leaving me to hang about and twiddle my thumbs, as usual." "I'll say one thing for your friend the Doctor." "He's got quite a knack of talking himself out of trouble." "Mmm." "Just as long as he hasn't talked himself into a whole lot more." "Oh, so this is it, is it?" "All right, let's take a look inside." "Well, don't tell me that you're frightened, a big chap like you." "Come on." "No wonder the Federation was so keen to mine." "A typical trisilicate vein that." "One of the aliens has just entered the cave with the Queen's Champion." "We must sacrifice them both." "Very high grade, too." "And you say the light that killed Vega Nexos came from in here?" "Then there should be some trace." "What are you doing?" "I'm restoring the holy mountain to appease the spirit of Aggedor." "Blor, are you all right?" "Come on." "That's it." "What the blazes is that?"