BY: BOB BAKER AND DAVE MARTIN
Part One
Original Air Date: 2 October 1976
Running time: 24:50
ROKON (OOV.): Eldrad, the traitor, destroyer of the barriers, sentenced to obliteration. Eldrad.
ROKON (OOV.): Command to Dome Six. Command to Dome Six.
ROKON (OOV.): Central Command to Outer Dome Six, report. Module status report immediately, Technic Obarl.
ROKON (OOV.): Technic Obarl! Technic Obarl!
ZAZZKA: Commander Zazzka here. Technic Obarl no longer operational. Orb temperature continues to fall.
ROKON (OOV.): Report module status, immediate.
ZAZZKA: Obliteration module on course and normal function. Now nineteen spans into mission.
ROKON (OOV.): Computed time to detonation.
ZAZZKA: Obliteration module will reach designated detonation point beyond all solar systems in six spans, approximate.
ROKON (OOV.): Commander Zazzka, what is the barrier condition?
ZAZZKA: Deteriorating.
ROKON (OOV.): The north has already fallen. When the south barrier collapses, temperature loss will intensify.
ZAZZKA: Then surface operations will no longer be possible.
ROKON (OOV.): Confirmed. These are new orders. The module is to be triggered now, before control is lost completely.
ZAZZKA: But King Rokon, sire. Total obliteration of the traitor Eldrad was ordered.
ROKON (OOV.): Yes, yes.
ZAZZKA: Computations indicate that at nineteen spans, there is still a one in three million chance of particle survival.
ROKON (OOV.): We have no choice, Zazzka. Carry out new orders.
ZAZZKA: Affirmative.
ZAZZKA: Obliteration module destroyed. Awaiting further orders.
ROKON (OOV.): Evacuate observation dome. Immediate.
SARAH: Oh. Listen, I don't want to make any snap decisions, but this isn't South Croydon.
DOCTOR: What? I can't hear you for the siren.
SARAH: This isn't South Croydon!
DOCTOR: All right, there's no need to shout. Hold this.
DOCTOR: Now watch.
SARAH: Good for you.
DOCTOR: Is it nice in South Croydon?
SARAH: What? It's a paradise compared to this dump. I bet we're not even on Earth.
DOCTOR: Well, maybe the season hasn't started yet.
SARAH: What?
DOCTOR: Do you have a season in South Croydon?
SARAH: Come on, where are we?
DOCTOR: We're in a quarry.
SARAH: Yes, I know we're in a quarry, but where?
DOCTOR: Well, how do I know? I don't know all the quarries that
DOCTOR: Maybe he knows.
ABBOTT: Get out of it! Go on, get out of it! Quick! Get out of the way! No, Mike! Mike, no!
DOCTOR: Maybe he knows South Croydon. Does he look as if he comes from South
SARAH: What? Siren! Run, Doctor!
ABBOTT: How the blazes did you get in here?
DOCTOR: What?
ABBOTT: Didn't you see the signs, the flags? Well, you must have heard the hooter. Are you all right?
DOCTOR: My friend's under that.
ABBOTT: Oi, you lot! Get down here! And get an ambulance!
ABBOTT: Look, I don't want to sound heartless, but, well, I'm not taking responsibility. You had no right in here.
SARAH: Ow. I can't move. Doctor! Doctor, please, help. Doc.
QUARRYMAN: I think she's over here.
DOCTOR: Steady, steady.
DOCTOR: She's here. Now, gently, gently.
ABBOTT: Mind how you go. Could be something else down there.
QUARRYMAN: Keep it coming. Here we are, that does it.
ABBOTT: Is she all right?
DOCTOR: She's still breathing.
ABBOTT: What?
DOCTOR: I said, she's still breathing.
ABBOTT: What on Earth? She won't let it go.
DOCTOR: Never mind about that. Get her off to the hospital, and quick. Come on.
ABBOTT: You ought to get yourself seen to, mate.
DOCTOR: Yeah. I'll talk to you later.
DOCTOR: Ow!
INTERN: Did that hurt?
DOCTOR: Oh no, no.
INTERN: Wonderful thing, pain. Without pain, no race could survive.
DOCTOR: I'm well aware of that.
INTERN: Autonomic defence mechanism.
DOCTOR: Yes. Tell me, how's Miss Smith? Sarah Jane Smith. We came in together.
INTERN: She is still unconscious, but there's no need to worry. We have found no serious physical injury.
DOCTOR: Paralysis?
INTERN: Not as far as I know. You are a doctor yourself?
DOCTOR: Well, sort of, yes.
INTERN: How do you do?
INTERN: Tell me, where did you qualify, if I may ask?
DOCTOR: A place called Gallifrey.
INTERN: Gallifrey? No, I've not heard of it. Perhaps it's in Ireland.
DOCTOR: Probably. Look, could I see Miss Smith, please?
INTERN: I'd like you to take a look at Miss Smith.
INTERN: Thank you, nurse.
INTERN: She is still in shock. She's not under sedation. We gave her just a simple anti-tetanus.
DOCTOR: Anti-tetanus?
INTERN: Yes. If you care to examine your friend's left hand and forearm, you will find there's considerable muscular contraction.
DOCTOR: Yes, you're right. Solid as a rock.
INTERN: Just in the hand and forearm. Perhaps it's a psychological reaction to stress, and the object to which she was holding on to.
DOCTOR: Did you see it?
INTERN: No. It was sent direct to Doctor Carter in the path lab. Our concern here is with the living.
DOCTOR: Hmm. Where is the path lab?
INTERN: Just follow the signs saying pathology.
DOCTOR: Will you let me know when she comes round, please?
INTERN: All right.
CARTER: Histology, that's what you need.
DOCTOR: What do you think of these plate, Doctor?
CARTER: Oh, not much. There's no tissue differentiation. No blood, no muscle. No indication of any living organism whatsoever. You see, you usually get some idea of structure from a fossil, but with this there's nothing. Ah, now look at this.
DOCTOR: Yes, it's beautiful.
CARTER: Yes, but it has nothing to do with clinical pathology.
DOCTOR: Does that crystalline lattice remind you of anything?
CARTER: It's geodetic, that's about all. As I say, what you need is a histologist or a geologist.
DOCTOR: It's silicon based.
CARTER: I'm sorry?
DOCTOR: So how many living forms do you know with a silicon based molecular infrastructure?
CARTER: None. If it was, it would be made of stone. Oh, I think this is some kind of elaborate hoax. Always dreaming up something, you know, students.
DOCTOR: Have we got access to an electron microscope, Doctor?
CARTER: Why, what do you think it is?
DOCTOR: I don't know yet, but it's no hoax, Doctor Carter.
CARTER: Great Scott. You must have pulled a few strings to get hold of this. Virology usually hangs on to it like grim death. What did you tell them?
DOCTOR: I said we were investigating certain extraterrestrial possibilities.
CARTER: Such as?
DOCTOR: Such as viral infection on this planet.
CARTER: You're not serious, are you?
DOCTOR: Yes. I admit it's a fairly remote possibility. Viruses can survive, though not for a hundred and fifty million years as far as we know. Now this thing was found embedded in a stratum of blackstone dolomite.
CARTER: What?
DOCTOR: Jurassic limestone.
CARTER: You mean it's been there for a hundred and fifty million years?
DOCTOR: Yes.
CARTER: How did it get there? Man didn't exist in Jurassic times.
DOCTOR: That's true. Would you prepare me another slide, please?
CARTER: Oh, sure.
DOCTOR: I think the answer might lie in the quarry.
CARTER: Well, good luck.
CARTER: What the devil do you think you're. Miss Smith! Are you feeling better?
SARAH: Eldrad. Eldrad must live.
WOMAN (OOV.): It is his will that all shall obey. None must interfere.
ABBOTT: Yea, well, this is the stratum it came from, here.
DOCTOR: Did you find anything else in the rubble?
ABBOTT: If there was anything else, it must've been here a hundred and fifty million years. We often get ammonite shells and things, but
DOCTOR: Any plastic?
ABBOTT: Plastic?
DOCTOR: Yes, plastic.
ABBOTT: You're joking.
DOCTOR: No. Spaceships can be made of plastic, ceramic, metal.
ABBOTT: A spaceship all that time ago?
DOCTOR: Yes. Lifeforms don't all exist at the same time, you know.
ABBOTT: So you reckon this fellow copped it in a crash, like?
DOCTOR: Unless, of course, it just came fluttering down by itself. But why? And from where?
ABBOTT: Yeah. Well, I'll let you get on with it then, eh?
DOCTOR: Yes. And where was it going?
CARTER: Reception? Doctor Carter here. Now listen. The dark haired young woman wearing some pink-striped overalls. Yes, pink-striped overalls. Yes, just like Andy Pandy. Well, she's on her way out. She's stolen something from my lab. Well, hold her, will you, and call the police. What do you mean, she left an hour ago? Why, it's only just a few. Good grief.
CARTER: Right. Thank you.
DOCTOR: Carter, you haven't seen Miss Smith, have you?
CARTER: Yes, I have!
DOCTOR: Good. Where?
CARTER: Tell me, does she normally go around knocking people out?
DOCTOR: Eh? What do you mean?
CARTER: Well, she was standing over there and when I spoke to her she turned round, said something like somebody must live, then there was a flash and I, I don't remember anything else. But she's stolen the hand.
DOCTOR: What? You mean she hit you?
CARTER: Well, I suppose she must have done. I've been on to reception. They're looking for her.
DOCTOR: Yes, of course.
CARTER: Did you find anything at the quarry?
DOCTOR: What?
CARTER: Did you find anything at the quarry?
DOCTOR: No, no, negative evidence. No fragments, which means whatever it was didn't crash. But we can see from the fracture lines on this sample there was an expl*si*n.
CARTER: If there was an expl*si*n it was millions of years ago.
DOCTOR: Yes, and probably millions of miles away. Intriguing, isn't it?
CARTER: Yes, but it still doesn't explain why your Miss Smith should want it, does it.
DOCTOR: Perhaps it wanted Miss Smith.
CARTER: What?
DOCTOR: Well, she's the only human being to have had any contact with it for any length of time. Probably the only living organism to have had any contact with it since the event.
CARTER: It was petrified. Totally inert. Dead.
DOCTOR: Inert, yes, dead, maybe not.
CARTER: I thought there was a strange type of subatomic structure to the crystal formation. A bit like a double helix, you know. DNA molecule.
CARTER: Great Scott!
DOCTOR: What is it?
CARTER: It's changed.
DOCTOR: Eh?
CARTER: What's happened to the electron charge?
DOCTOR: You mean it didn't look like that before?
CARTER: No.
DOCTOR: You know what I think?
CARTER: What?
DOCTOR: I think your sample's been quietly absorbing radiation from the machine.
CARTER: Absorbing radiation?
DOCTOR: Yes. Regenerating itself. Let's hope it hasn't absorbed enough to be dangerous. Put it somewhere safe, Carter, away from any further radiation.
CARTER: Right, will do.
DOCTOR: Carter!
CARTER: What?
DOCTOR: Where's the nearest nuclear reactor?
GUARD: Stop or we fire.
TECH: Hey, miss.
MAN (OOV.): Emergency, emergency. All personnel proceed immediately to your safe areas. Proceed immediately to your safe areas. This is not an exercise.
MAN (OOV.): Repeat, this is not an exercise. I will repeat that. Emergency, emergency. All personnel proceed immediately to your safe areas. Proceed immediately to your safe areas. This is not an exercise. Repeat.
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The Doctor
Tom Baker
Sarah Jane Smith
Elisabeth Sladen
Dr. Carter
Rex Robinson
Intern
Renu Setna
Abbott
David Purcell
Zazzka
Roy Pattison
King Rokon
Roy Skelton
Guard
Robin Hargrave
Professor Watson
Glyn Houston
Driscoll
Roy Boyd
Miss Jackson
Frances Pidgeon
Elgin
John Cannon
Eldrad
Judith Paris
Kastrian Eldrad
Stephen Thorne
Writers
Bob Baker and Dave Martin
Assistant Floor Manager
Terry Winders
Costumes
Barbara Lane
Designer
Christine Ruscoe
Fight Arranger
Max Faulkner
Film Cameraman
Max Samett
Film Editor
Christopher Rowlands
Incidental Music
Dudley Simpson
Make-Up
Judy Neame
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Production Assistant
Marion McDougall
Production Unit Manager
Chris D'Oyly-John
Script Editor
Robert Holmes
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Studio Lighting
Derek Slee
Studio Sound
Brian Hiles
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Title Music
Ron Grainer
Visual Effects
Colin Mapson
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Director
Lennie Mayne
Tom Baker
Sarah Jane Smith
Elisabeth Sladen
Dr. Carter
Rex Robinson
Intern
Renu Setna
Abbott
David Purcell
Zazzka
Roy Pattison
King Rokon
Roy Skelton
Guard
Robin Hargrave
Professor Watson
Glyn Houston
Driscoll
Roy Boyd
Miss Jackson
Frances Pidgeon
Elgin
John Cannon
Eldrad
Judith Paris
Kastrian Eldrad
Stephen Thorne
Writers
Bob Baker and Dave Martin
Assistant Floor Manager
Terry Winders
Costumes
Barbara Lane
Designer
Christine Ruscoe
Fight Arranger
Max Faulkner
Film Cameraman
Max Samett
Film Editor
Christopher Rowlands
Incidental Music
Dudley Simpson
Make-Up
Judy Neame
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Production Assistant
Marion McDougall
Production Unit Manager
Chris D'Oyly-John
Script Editor
Robert Holmes
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Studio Lighting
Derek Slee
Studio Sound
Brian Hiles
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Title Music
Ron Grainer
Visual Effects
Colin Mapson
Producer
Philip Hinchcliffe
Director
Lennie Mayne