"(DOCTOR WHO THEME)" "(WHOOSHING)" "(LAUGHING)" "JAMIE:" "What a place." "ZOE:" "Where are we?" "Earth?" "Well, it looks like it, Zoe." "DOCTOR:" "Come on." "(WHISTLING)" "What's this stuff?" "Aye, wee spikes." "Barbed wire, Jamie." "It's filthy stuff." "I thought so, eh?" "Where are we?" "We're back in history, Jamie." "One of the most terrible times on the planet Earth." "(BOMB FLYING)" "Quick!" "Down there!" "Jamie!" "(MACHINE GUN FIRING)" "I say, are you all right?" "Well..." "Well, yes, I think so." "I shouldn't stay around here if I were you." "That was just the softening-up barrage." "What?" "Oh!" "Oh, my!" "What on earth are you doing here, anyway?" "This is no place for civilians." "Well..." "Well, where are we?" "Between the lines, I think." "Not quite sure myself." "I'm heading for Ypres, but I seem to have got... (SPEAKING GERMAN)" "Out you come!" " There's another in the back." " Take care of him." "Well done." "Get inside." "Who are those people?" "No idea." "Picked them up in no-man's land." "Well, I suppose we'd better get them back to base." "Laid down a heavy barrage all along the line, sir." "I think they're after that ammo dump." "Don't worry, sir." "We'll hold out." " Sir?" " What is it?" "Ambulance approaching, sir." "Give it protective fire." "Jump to it, man!" "Sir!" "Hold your fire!" "Hold it." "Come on!" "Get down!" "Get down!" "Come on, Zoe, are you all right?" "Couple of prisoners, Sergeant." "My men are bringing them in." "Very good, sir." "How are we going to get back to the TARDIS?" "Now, just be quiet, Jamie, and let me do the talking." " Sir?" " What is it now?" "With the ambulance, sir, there was a lieutenant." " Well, bring him in!" " Sir!" "Lieutenant Carstairs, sir." "What are you doing here?" "You don't belong with this battalion, do you?" "No, patrolling in no-man's land, sir." "I got cut off from my own lot." "What were you going traipsing about in ambulances?" "Recaptured it from the Hun, sir." "Lucky we arrived, really." "There was a WVR driving it and three civilians inside." "Civilians?" "In no-man's land?" "Your sergeant's taking care of them, sir." "Good grief, civilians." "The thing is, where are we?" "Early 20th century, isn't it, Doctor?" "Yes." "I'm afraid we've landed right in the middle of one of the worst wars in human history." "Well, what are they dug into the ground like this for?" "Well, it's trench warfare, you see, Jamie." "These trenches stretch right the way across the continent of Europe." "But what are they fighting for?" "Well, I believe they call it "the war to end wars"." "Do you think they'll let us go?" "Well, they've no reason to keep us." "Here, things have calmed down a bit." "Let's try and get away." "(MACHINE GUN FIRING)" "SERGEANT:" "What do you think you're doing?" "Our transportation is over there, you see." "We're trying to get to it." "Over there?" "There's nothing over there but Huns." "Anyway, the Major wants to see you." "Oh, we don't want to bother him." "I'm sure he's very busy." "Come on!" "You, too, ma'am, if you don't mind." "Right, sir, we'll go over the top at 0400 hours." "Sir..." "As you say, sir." "Well, that was General Smythe." "Big push tomorrow." "How long have you been out here?" "Well, sir, it's odd, but I can't quite remember." "I know, it seems like forever, doesn't it?" "Civilian party, sir." "Major Barrington, ma'am." " How do you do, er..." " Jennifer Buckingham." "Ah, I understand you picked these people up in no-man's land." "Yes, found them hiding in a bomb crater." "I see." "May I ask what you were doing there?" "(CHUCKLING) Trying not to get killed." "I see." "You're a Highlander, aren't you?" "Why aren't you with your regiment?" "Regiment?" "I'm not in the army." " Are you a deserter?" " No, of course not!" "All right, all right." "And you, what are you doing in the front line?" " No place for young ladies." " Well, what about her?" "This lady's a WVR." "She's here on duty." "Uh, look, Major, we don't want to trouble you." " Lf you'll just let us go on our way..." " And which way is that?" "He tried to make off towards the German line, sir." "Did he, by Jove?" "(BOMB EXPLODING)" "I think General Smythe would like to know about you." "Get me General Smythe at base." "Civilians?" "No-man's land?" "Yes." "Well, send them back here at once." "I'll question them myself." "Three civilians found in no-man's land." "Good Lord." "Whereabouts, sir?" "Barrington's sector." "He's sending them straight back here." "I'm going to turn in for half an hour." "Let me know when these civilians arrive." "Yes, sir." "Thank you, Sergeant Major." "Don't ever come through that door without knocking!" "Get out!" "Right, sir." "Smythe, 1917 zone, British sector." "Reinforcements urgently required." "At least 5,000 specimens." "But look, Major Barrington, if only you'd let us get back to our transportation, we'd be no further nuisance to you." "I'm sorry, you must first go to the chateau and give a proper account of yourselves." "For all I know, you may be spies." "Oh, look, we keep trying to tell you, you daft sassenach!" " Hold your tongue, man!" " No, I won't!" "Now, please!" "Don't let us lose our tempers." "Supply truck leaving for base now, sir." "Good." "Get them on to it." "Off you go." "Now, just a moment!" "We're not going back to any base." "Now, come on!" "Sentry!" "Jamie, I think perhaps we'd better do as they say." "I'm glad one of you is showing some sense." " All right, Sergeant, take them away." " Yes, sir." "I'm sure you'll be all right." "Anyway, good luck." "Thank you very much." "Now then, what are we going to do about you two?" "Could your men do something about my ambulance?" "It's bogged down just over the hill." "Yes, soon get that out for you." "It's funny about those people." "They didn't look like spies." "Spies never do." "I don't envy them if they are." "General Smythe can be pretty ruthless." " Know what my chaps call him?" " No." "The Butcher." "Right, left, right, left, right, left, right." "Prisoners and escort, mark time!" "Halt!" "Right turn!" "Civilian prisoners from Major Barrington, sir." "All right." "At ease." "Stand at ease!" "At ease!" "The general wants to question you personally." "Oh, good." "I'm sure we'll be able to explain everything to his satisfaction." "Look, how long are we going to be kept here?" "Sir?" "Take them to the cells, Sergeant Major." "I..." "I thought you said we were going to see the general." "The general is not available." "Take them away." "Prisoners and escort, attention!" "Right turn!" "By the front, quick march!" "Left, right, left..." "Well, there's no need to keep shouting at us, you know." "Left, right, left, right, left..." "Oh, I'm sorry, do you want some more?" "Thanks." "Where's your hospital?" "Oh, it's not far." "Whereabouts?" "Well, you're going to think me awfully silly, but, uh..." "I can't quite remember." "Don't worry, it'll come back to you." "Memory's a funny thing out here." "Can't always remember things myself." "What kind of things?" "Oh, silly things." "Names, dates." "How long I've been here." "Sometimes wonder if I've got a touch of the old shell shock." "Talk to anybody else about it?" "Haven't liked to." "One feels so stupid." "Yes." "Still, it is rather worrying, not being able to remember things." "(PHONE RINGING)" "Ah, suppose I'd better answer that." "Ah, thanks, old man." "Major Barrington." "Yes?" "Right, sir." "Well, we're wanted at HQ." "Some sort of inquiry to do with those civilians you brought in." "How long will it take?" "I'm bound to be needed back at the hospital." "We just got your ambulance out of the mud." "We'll all go in that and then you can go straight on from HQ." "Are you ready?" "And you'll not pick that lock with a hairgrip either." "These walls are solid stone." "There's just no way out." "Well, now what do we do, then?" "Oh, it's just a temporary misunderstanding, Jamie." "We'll get it cleared up when we see the general." "Well, why should he listen to us?" "No one else has." "Ah, they were all obeying orders, Zoe." "That's the military mind." "Hmm, we must have looked a bit suspicious." "Three civilians in the middle of a war?" "Aye, well, I just hope that general does listen to us." "Oh, yes, I expect he's a very nice chap." " Got those reports yet?" " Just finished now, sir." "Thank you." "By the way, sir, those three civilians have turned up." "I've got them in the cells." " Oh, what of it?" " Matter of fact, sir..." "I went into your room to tell you, but..." "I was asleep, Captain Ransom." "You did not wish to disturb me." "Yes, sir, you were asleep." "I didn't wish to disturb you." "That's right." "Well, what do you make of these civilians?" "Oh, two men and a young lady." "According to Major Barrington, they can't account for themselves." "He seemed to think the younger lad was a deserter." "Apparently, the older man tried to make off for the enemy lines." "Sir!" "Major Barrington, sir!" "Thanks." "This is Lady Jennifer Buckingham, sir, and Lieutenant Carstairs." "How do you do?" "Do sit down." "JENNIFER:" "Thank you." "Barrington, you know my adjutant Ransom, don't you?" "Yes, we, uh..." "Ransom and I were, uh..." "You were at school together." "You were at school together." "Yes, that's right." "And how are you, Ransom?" "Now, Carstairs, tell me, where did you find these civilians?" "Left, right, left, right." "Escort and accused, mark time!" "Halt!" "Left turn!" " Major Barrington, how nice to see you." " Accused!" "Back in line!" "If you're ready, gentlemen..." "March the prisoners forward, Sergeant Major." "Sir!" "Accused, one pace forward, march!" "Now, look, what's going on here?" "The court-martial is now in session." "Court-martial?" "But we're civilians." "The whole area is under martial law." "Oh, yes, that may be, but..." "But if you'll allow me to explain, we were..." "You will have an opportunity of addressing the court at the proper time." "Oh, thank you." "Now, the statements of Lieutenant Carstairs and Lady Jennifer have been taken into evidence." ""The prisoners waylaid an ambulance..."" "Waylaid?" "The ambulance found us." ""The vehicle was later commandeered by a waiting enemy patrol." ""Recaptured by Lieutenant Carstairs," ""the prisoners insinuated themselves into a forward command post," ""where at the earliest opportunity," ""one of them made a break for the enemy lines" ""with whatever information he had gathered."" "Oh, but none of that's true." "You've twisted the whole thing." "This is a travesty of justice." "What are we charged with?" "In the case of this man, desertion from a Highland regiment." "In the case of yourself and the girl, the charge is one of espionage." "The penalty for all these charges is death." "But this is monstrous!" "We shall now hear the case for the defence." "Have you anything to say?" "Yes, I most certainly have." "I..." "Am I allowed to question the witnesses?" "Certainly." "We wish to give you every opportunity to explain yourself." "Thank you." "Uh, Lady Jennifer, will you please explain to these gentlemen the circumstances of our meeting?" "There's no need for that." "It's in the statement." "Next question." "What?" "Well..." "Lieutenant Carstairs, when your men recaptured the ambulance, wasn't it obvious to you we were prisoners of the Germans?" "Has the defence finished with this witness?" "Well, if you're not going to allow them to answer, what is the use?" "Very well." "Have you any explanation to offer before the court passes sentence?" "But you haven't heard anything yet." "You don't call this a trial, do you?" "The court will now consider its verdict." "Hey, you haven't even asked me anything." "There's nothing to ask you." "You are a deserter." "March him away, Sergeant Major." "Sir, escort and accused, left turn!" "Left wheel, by the front, quick march!" "Left, right, left, right." "Halt!" "I thought you were going to explain everything." "He didn't give me a chance, did he?" "There's something very strangely wrong here." "Why has that general got it in for us?" "He seems determined to find us guilty." "Yes, but why?" "I don't know, they..." "They seem pretty harmless to me." "Yes, we've no evidence of them actually spying on anything." "It is quite clear that they are all guilty." "All guilty." "Yes, they're guilty." "Knew it as soon as I looked at them." "There's clear evidence that they were spying." "Thank you, gentlemen." "Well, I think we can resume." "Sergeant Major, bring the prisoners back." "Escort and accused, left wheel." "By the front, quick march!" "Left, right, left, right, left wheel!" "Mark time!" "Halt!" "Right turn!" "The court has carefully considered all the evidence and finds you all guilty, as charged." "Desertion in a time of war is a most heinous military crime." "Look, I've deserted from nowhere." "I was never in your rotten army." "You will be confined to a military barracks awaiting a regimental court-martial." "Now, look, I'm not being confined anywhere." "You, young lady, have betrayed your king and country." "You are sentenced to 10 years penal servitude to be spent in a civilian prison." "Oh, but I haven't done anything!" "The court finds you guilty of espionage." "For a crime of this magnitude, there is only one penalty." "But this is ridiculous!" "You know all the evidence has been twisted against us." "Tell them!" "The witnesses have given their evidence." "The court has reached its verdict." "If you've nothing further to say, sentence will be passed." "I most certainly have something further to say." "This is all just a mockery." "I demand the right to appeal to a higher authority." "There is no right of appeal." "You will be executed at dawn tomorrow." "Take him away, Sergeant Major!" "Prisoners and escort, left turn!" "Now, just a moment!" "You can't do this to us!" "Hey, let go!" "Hand him over to the MPs." "They'll take him to the military prison." "I'll take these two back to the cell, sir." "Just a moment, Sergeant Major." "Captain Ransom, surely, you're not going to keep this poor girl in the cells all night." "Well, we've nowhere else to keep her." "Well, why not leave her here?" "I could look after her." " Yeah, I don't see why not." " Thank you." "All right, put a guard on the door, Sergeant Major, and take him away." "Sir!" "Oh, I don't want to leave you, Doctor." "You stay here, Zoe." "Goodbye, my dear." "Oh, can't you help us, Lieutenant Carstairs?" "Nothing I can do, I'm afraid." "Well, nice to have met you both." "Must be getting back." "Goodbye, my dear." "Chin up." "But you can't let them execute the Doctor." "He hasn't done anything!" "Well, you heard the evidence, my dear." "It's all proved." "I'm afraid he is a spy." "Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right." "I'll, uh, see they bring you something to eat." "Oh, thank you." "Sergeant Major, uh..." "Have you been at the Front long?" "Oh, quite a while." "I've been out here since..." " What's the matter?" " Can't remember." "Here, what are you asking me all these questions for?" "Ah!" " Sir?" " Yes, what is it?" "You wanted the keys to the prison cell." "Ah, yes." "Is everything arranged for the execution?" " Yes." " Very well." "(KEYS JINGLING)" " Zoe!" " Oh, Doctor!" "Ah, how on earth..." "Well, I couldn't leave you to be shot, could I?" "It's dawn!" "Oh, what a nice and clever girl you are." "Now, we must find Jamie." "They said something about a military prison." "Come on." "Quite right, Doctor." "It is time to go." "(COUGHING)" "Squad, attention!" "Present!" "Aim!" "(GUNS FIRING)"