BY "DAVID AGNEW" GRAHAM WILLIAMS AND ANTHONY READ
Part Five
Original Air Date: 4 March 1978
Running time: 25:00
DOCTOR: Please don't fire that thing.
STOR: There is no advantage in k*lling, yet. sl*very is more efficient.
LEELA: Do you know these things?
DOCTOR: Sontaran troopers.
STOR: I am Commander Stor, of the Sontaran Special Space Service.
DOCTOR: The SSSS. Isn't that carrying alliteration a little far?
LEELA: You're not like the Vardans.
STOR: Vardans? They were expendable. They had served their purpose to open up the forcefield and let us in. Who is Doctor?
STOR: (to Kelner) Are you Doctor?
KELNER: No.
DOCTOR: No, I'm just Lord President of the Supreme Council of Time Lords on Gallifrey.
STOR: Your description fits that of one called Doctor.
DOCTOR: Well, that's no my fault. I'm Lord President, and I'm called sir.
STOR: Sir?
DOCTOR: Yes, sir.
STOR: I call no one sir except my battalion leader.
DOCTOR: That must mean many thousand sirs.
STOR: Thousands. The glorious Sontaran army reckons its numbers in hundreds of millions. Find Doctor.
DOCTOR: I was only trying to help.
DOCTOR (OOV.): I was only trying to help.
BORUSA: There's nothing more useless than a lock with a voice imprint.)
BORUSA: I think I believe you, Doctor. In fact, excellent, Excellency.
DOCTOR (OOV.): Knowledge is the ultimate goal, is it not, Commander Stor?
STOR: A means to an end only. The ultimate goal is victory.
DOCTOR: Victory over whom?
STOR: Victory over all.
DOCTOR: Victory over time?
STOR: What?
DOCTOR (OOV.): I said, victory over time?
STOR (OOV.): Enough of this idle talk.
DOCTOR: Stop!
LEELA: What was that?
DOCTOR: Celebration chimes.
LEELA: What?
DOCTOR: Yes, it should have been played at my induction, only fifty times lower. Someone's trying to help us.
LEELA: I am.
DOCTOR: We'd better split up. Leela and Andred come with me. The rest of you scatter. Come on.
LEELA: Oh, and Jasko, Rodan, Ablif.
NESBIN: We'll go this way.
KELNER: I'm sorry, my lord. It was none of my doing.
STOR: To all units. I repeat, to all units. The President is to be apprehended. k*ll those with him, but take the President alive.
KELNER: No.
DOCTOR: A Sontaran.
LEELA: What are these Sontarans?
DOCTOR: A race devoted to perpetual w*r.
LEELA: Then I shall k*ll him.
DOCTOR: You don't know how.
LEELA: Do you know?
DOCTOR: Oh, yes.
LEELA: Well, tell me.
DOCTOR: Small vent at the back of the neck.
LEELA: Is that all?
LEELA: Over here!
DOCTOR: Oh, that was a prodigious throw!
LEELA: Prodigious?
DOCTOR: Well, it was an amazing throw.
LEELA: Oh, it was nothing.
DOCTOR: Well, yes, I know it's just an old hunting trick.
LEELA: That's right.
DOCTOR: Come on.
STOR: Unit group three seven, report. Report!
KELNER: They must be on
STOR: Where is level three?
KELNER: On the
STOR: Where is level three?
KELNER: On the way to level five. The President's office. That's where they're heading.
STOR: Unit groups three, five and seven, proceed immediately to level five. Expect the President and his bodyguard. Take him alive.
KELNER: My lord
STOR: Do not
KELNER: The President is
STOR: Silence!
LEELA: Why the office?
DOCTOR: I've got an urgent appointment.
STOR: Time Lord, come with me.
DOCTOR: Ah. This is a dangerous bit. Five, four, three, two, one, go.
DOCTOR: Two, three, four, five, six?
BORUSA: I thought you'd never get here.
DOCTOR: We were delayed.
BORUSA: Not too long, I hope.
STOR: This one, Time Lord?
KELNER: Yes, Excellency.
STOR: Break it down.
DOCTOR: That's not going to hold forever, Chancellor.
BORUSA: A heavy, easily fusible, soft malleable base metal such as lead is not the best defence against heat-intensive weaponry.
DOCTOR: I agree.
BORUSA: Fortunately, someone had the good sense to reinforce the structure with a titanium based alloy.
DOCTOR: Your recipe?
BORUSA: A suggestion of mine, yes. A holding device only, I fear.
DOCTOR: Thanks for the thought. Thanks for the thought, Chancellor.
BORUSA: Is not one of my duties to protect the President?
DOCTOR: Well, dereliction of duty's pretty rife around here, Chancellor. Hadn't you noticed?
BORUSA: Oh, this is not for you. Your companions, however.
DOCTOR: I'll vouch for them.
BORUSA: Of your own free will?
DOCTOR: Oh, yes.
BORUSA: At your command, Excellency.
LEELA: Shall I k*ll him now?
DOCTOR: What? No. No, he's my friend.
LEELA: He's no friend to thr*aten you like that.
DOCTOR: He is a friend. You're my friend, aren't you, Borusa? You're the most important friend I've got.
STOR: This is useless. Not even marked. Return with the troopers, but make sure they are fully armed. Otherwise, I will negate you. Now go.
DOCTOR: Bringing up the heavy a*tillery, I imagine.
BORUSA: The next logical step, I agree.
DOCTOR: Evacuation?
BORUSA: Would appear logical.
DOCTOR: I suggest my TARDIS.
BORUSA: I agree.
DOCTOR: I think the exit through your office would be most expedient.
BORUSA: There's no need for formality, Excellency.
DOCTOR: I know. There's something in there I want rather badly. Let's go. Come on.
STOR: What was that?
KELNER: I don't know, sir.
STOR: What trick is this?
KELNER: I have no idea. Believe me, Excellency.
DOCTOR: Ah, Chancellor. You and I have things to discuss. Urgent things. Leela.
LEELA: Yes?
DOCTOR: Take the others back to the TARDIS.
LEELA: Oh no, I'm not leaving you again.
DOCTOR: Please.
LEELA: No. Every time I do, you get into trouble.
DOCTOR: That's right. Trust me, please.
LEELA: All right. Come on. I said, come on.
DOCTOR: Well, Chancellor? Are you going to help me or k*ll me, hmm?
STOR: Why did you not tell us this before?
KELNER: He called himself Doctor for many lifespans before he became President, but I have never trusted him. When your good friends the Vardans
STOR: You have met the Vardans?
KELNER: Alas, all too briefly.
STOR: They had their uses. You also may be of use to us, Time Lord.
DOCTOR: Where is it?
BORUSA: I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about.
DOCTOR: Where is it?
BORUSA: You ask for the impossible.
DOCTOR: I ask for the Great Key.
BORUSA: You already have it.
DOCTOR: I have Rod of Rassilon and I have the Sash. I do not have the Great Key.
BORUSA: That is a myth, a legend.
DOCTOR: Chancellor, would you have me break my oath as President? My oath to seek the Great Key?
BORUSA: That has been incumbent upon every president since time immemorial. None has ever found it.
LEELA: Run! Run!
LEELA: Come on, run.
ABLIF: Leave me, Leela. Save yourself. They need you. Go!
DOCTOR: People are dying out there. Men, women, Time Lords even have died in that battle.
BORUSA: I know that.
DOCTOR: Isn't that important to you?
BORUSA: Should it be?
DOCTOR: It leaves you unconcerned. That's the difference between you and me, Chancellor. I'm very concerned.
BORUSA: Then you should remember your training in detachment.
DOCTOR: I'd rather care. Don't you care about your world being invaded by alien warmongers? These are Sontaran shock troops. A few still, but soon there'll be thousands, millions, threatening time itself.
BORUSA: They cannot thr*aten time! Not while I
DOCTOR: Yes, Chancellor. Not while you have the Great Key.
DOCTOR: If you wanted to hide a tree, where would you hide it? In a forest. I read your essay on reason.
DOCTOR: Which one is it?
LEELA: Hurry. Hurry!
DOCTOR: I'll take them all, if necessary.
BORUSA: Take them.
DOCTOR: No. Rassilon was a wily old bird. No president without the Great Key can have absolute power, correct? So to protect the Time Lords from dictatorship, he gave the Key into the hands of a Chancellor.
BORUSA: None of this is in the Matrix.
DOCTOR: I know. I've been there. You haven't. There's no record in the Matrix of any president knowing the whereabouts of the Great Key. So who does? Not the Castellan, he's just a jumped up guard. But who guards the guards?
BORUSA: The Chancellor.
DOCTOR: Yes. And I'll k*ll you before I let that Key fall into the hands of the Sontarans.
BORUSA: That will not be necessary.
BORUSA: You are the first president since Rassilon to hold the Great Key.
KELNER: But I can't, Excellency!
KELNER: It's impossible! No one could connect to the Matrix without the circlet.
STOR: Then bypass the Matrix!
KELNER: It is impossible!
STOR: For the strong, everything is possible.
KELNER: I've tried every
STOR: You must widen the gap in the forcefield to allow my battle fleet to enter.
KELNER: But only the President
STOR: I must have reinforcements! I must seek out the Doctor. He will lead me to the Great Key.
KELNER: The Great Key? But that's impossible
STOR: That was your last chance.
KELNER: Of, of course, I, I know that all things are possible.
STOR: Well?
KELNER: There could just be a way.
DOCTOR: Ah, there you are. Got your new orders yet? Get in touch with Commander Stor. He'll put you in the picture.
STOR: Of course there are no new orders. Stop him!
SONTARAN: Halt! Halt!
DOCTOR: The Great Key, you see. Good for years yet.
BORUSA: The Great Key is quite useless against elementary particle as*ault.
DOCTOR: Is it? What? I don't understand.
BORUSA: The Chancellor's personal force-shield. (his medallion of office) Unfortunately, the batteries seem uncomfortably low.
DOCTOR: They do?
BORUSA: So what would you suggest we do?
DOCTOR: Run?
BORUSA: Run.
DOCTOR: Let's do that.
BORUSA: So undignified. I haven't run like this for centuries.
DOCTOR: You're out of condition, Borusa, that's your problem. Do you think you can make it over there?
BORUSA: Naturally.
DOCTOR: I didn't mean you, I meant the batteries.
BORUSA: Oh. With luck.
DOCTOR: Good.
DOCTOR: Maybe I am getting too young for this sort of thing. Come on.
BORUSA: If you could just open the door.
STOR: Well?
KELNER: Well, it's difficult. There's so much disorder.
STOR: I must have reinforcements.
KELNER: There is a way of patching control through.
DOCTOR: What do you do?
RODAN: I'm a technician.
DOCTOR: Good. You stand there. Andred, control booth seven, on the right. K9, go with him. Off you go.
DOCTOR: Leela.
LEELA: Yes?
DOCTOR: Show Borusa to the VIP suite.
LEELA: VIP suite?
DOCTOR: The Chancellor's suite. It's down there on the left, up three stages, one down stage, turn left, turn left, turn left, turn left again. The room's marked no entry. Off you go.
LEELA: No entry.
DOCTOR: Leela?
LEELA: Yes?
DOCTOR: Take that for me.
BORUSA: (quietly) You can't give the Great Key to an alien.
DOCTOR: I just have.
BORUSA: You trust her?
DOCTOR: I do. Leela, that's important.
LEELA: Then I shall look after it.
DOCTOR: Good. Off you go.
LEELA: Come.
DOCTOR: What's your name?
RODAN: Rodan.
DOCTOR: Rodan. R O D A N. How do you do, Rodan?
RODAN: As well as I can, Excellency.
DOCTOR: Well, who could hope for more. What branch did you study?
RODAN: Quasitronics.
DOCTOR: Quasitronics. I don't know much about quasitronics.
RODAN: Well, it's a simple field study exercise
DOCTOR: Yes, I'm sure it is a simple field study exercise. You wouldn't have a glimmer of astrophysics, would you?
RODAN: A glimmer.
DOCTOR: Good. Could you forget everything you ever learned?
RODAN: What?
DOCTOR: I mean, could you switch my primary and secondary stabiliser circuitry into your secondary defence barrier?
RODAN: Link your control to the main defence mechanism?
DOCTOR: Well, to close the hole I made in it, yes. Seal it up and stop any more Sontaran ships coming in.
RODAN: Have you got a screwdriver?
STOR: How much longer?
KELNER: I can't get, oh.
STOR: My battalion commander insists on immediate entry. Unless I obey, I shall die. Before I die, you will die, Time Lord.
DOCTOR: You all right?
RODAN: Of course I am.
DOCTOR: Good.
RODAN: Crimps.
DOCTOR: Crimps. Crimps. Are you sure you know what you're doing?
RODAN: I do. Five four two lever.
DOCTOR: Five four two lever. Five four two lever.
DOCTOR: Steady, old girl. This won't hurt a bit.
KELNER: Useless.
STOR: What is of no use?
KELNER: The primary, secondary and tertiary control circuits are out of order.
STOR: Then repair them.
KELNER: It isn't a question of repair, Excellency. They have been bypassed. The only way of doing that is through a time capsule, and the only one in operation at the moment is the President's.
STOR: Doctor.
DOCTOR: They could rampage right through the whole universe. And not just this universe, all the universes. Nasty thought, isn't it? That's why I had to stop them. Just had to.
RODAN: Vinkelgruber.
DOCTOR: Vinkelgruber? Are you listening to what I was saying?
RODAN: A Vinkelgruber.
DOCTOR: Vinkelgruber.
RODAN: No, now what were you saying?
DOCTOR: I was saying that what they're after is the Rod of Rassilon, the Sash, and above all, the Great Key. These three together, linked into the Matrix, provide the sum total of Time Lord power. That's what they want.
KELNER: There is an alternative, Excellency.
STOR: What is it?
KELNER: I believe I can bypass the safety circuits.
RODAN: Hand.
DOCTOR: Hand.
RODAN: Load of junk.
DOCTOR: What is?
RODAN: This.
DOCTOR: It's my TARDIS you're talking about.
RODAN: There you are. Look, there's the arrow head, arrow wings, arrow shaft. Why, it's a perfect Sontaran formation.
DOCTOR: Yes. Why an entire battle fleet?
RODAN: Doesn't matter. The defence screens are up again.
DOCTOR: Huh, you haven't seen what a Sontaran battle fleet. Are you sure?
RODAN: Shush. As long as this TARDIS remains secure, you control the defence screens.
DOCTOR: As long as the TARDIS remains secure.
STOR: Better. Much better, Time Lord.
RODAN: What is happening?
DOCTOR: He's reversed the stabiliser banks.
RODAN: But that's impossible. Only a Time Lord could do that.
DOCTOR: A criminal Time Lord could, too.
DOCTOR: We're being thrown into a black star!
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The Doctor
Tom Baker
Leela
Louise Jameson
Voice of K9
John Leeson
Andred
Christopher Tranchell
Borusa
John Arnatt
Ablif
Ray Callaghan
Rodan
Hilary Ryan
Stor
Derek Deadman
Sontaran
Stuart Fell
Vardan
Stan McGowan
Vardan
Tom Kelly
Presidential Bodyguard
Michael Harley
Castellan Guard
Eric Danot
Gold Usher
Charles Morgan
Guard
Christopher Christou
Jasko
Michael Mundell
Castellan Kelner
Milton Johns
Lord Gomer
Dennis Edwards
Lord Savar
Reginald Jessup
Nesbin
Max Faulkner
Presta
Gai Smith
Assistant Floor Manager
Terry Winders
Romey Allison
Costumes
Dee Kelly
Designer
Barbara Gosnold
Film Cameraman
Ken Westbury
Film Editor
Chris Wimble
Incidental Music
Dudley Simpson
Make-Up
Maureen Winslade
OB Cameraman
David Goutier
Alan Hayward
Producer
Graham Williams
Production Assistant
Colin Dudley
Production Unit Manager
John Nathan-Turner
Script Editor
Anthony Read
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Studio Lighting
Mike Jefferies
Studio Sound
Anthony Philpott
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Title Music
Ron Grainer
Visual Effects
Colin Mapson
Richard Conway
Tom Baker
Leela
Louise Jameson
Voice of K9
John Leeson
Andred
Christopher Tranchell
Borusa
John Arnatt
Ablif
Ray Callaghan
Rodan
Hilary Ryan
Stor
Derek Deadman
Sontaran
Stuart Fell
Vardan
Stan McGowan
Vardan
Tom Kelly
Presidential Bodyguard
Michael Harley
Castellan Guard
Eric Danot
Gold Usher
Charles Morgan
Guard
Christopher Christou
Jasko
Michael Mundell
Castellan Kelner
Milton Johns
Lord Gomer
Dennis Edwards
Lord Savar
Reginald Jessup
Nesbin
Max Faulkner
Presta
Gai Smith
Assistant Floor Manager
Terry Winders
Romey Allison
Costumes
Dee Kelly
Designer
Barbara Gosnold
Film Cameraman
Ken Westbury
Film Editor
Chris Wimble
Incidental Music
Dudley Simpson
Make-Up
Maureen Winslade
OB Cameraman
David Goutier
Alan Hayward
Producer
Graham Williams
Production Assistant
Colin Dudley
Production Unit Manager
John Nathan-Turner
Script Editor
Anthony Read
Special Sounds
d*ck Mills
Studio Lighting
Mike Jefferies
Studio Sound
Anthony Philpott
Theme Arrangement
Delia Derbyshire
Title Music
Ron Grainer
Visual Effects
Colin Mapson
Richard Conway