Doctor Who (1963) s01e08 Episode Script
The Ambush (The Daleks, Part Four)
(DOCTOR WHO THEME) -IAN: And, Susan.
-Yes? You lead us.
You know the way.
All right.
This way, then.
Hey! Let go a minute! I think I've found out how to operate this thing! Yes, I can! Quick, Doctor, get in front.
Ready? Off we go.
Wait.
This looks like the place.
Stay there.
There's a great iron door with a Dalek on guard.
And beyond the door there's a lift.
It's up to you now, Chesterton.
You'll have to do as little talking as possible.
All right.
Stop.
IAN: The Council wishes to question the prisoners.
I have not been informed.
Wait.
No! I'm not going! No! -Hold her! -I have got her.
Now, hold still.
Help me to get them inside.
You, too.
Shall I help you to the fourth level with them? No.
Close the doors.
The girl cannot run far inside.
-That's fixed the door.
-That was a very good idea, Susan.
-He didn't hurt you? -No, not really.
Well, help me to get out of this thing.
I'm suffocating! -The clasp is stuck.
-Here, let me help fix it.
I have just passed the prisoners through into lift shaft 7.
(OVER INTERCOM) There are no orders to move the prisoners.
Hold them.
The door is locked.
Emergency alarm! (ALARM RINGING) Attention! Immobilise lift shaft 7 floor area.
They know! Come on, hurry up, will you? Wait a minute.
There, it's free.
-Good.
Hurry up! -Lift it from the top.
I can't move it! It won't budge! -Chesterton, try and force it up from the inside.
-I'm trying! (IAN GRUNTING) No, no.
It's no good.
There's something jammed inside here.
Forcing it's only making it worse.
(BANGING ON DOOR) -BARBARA: Ian, come on, hurry.
-I can't move it! Ow! That door's red hot! DOCTOR: They're cutting through the door! -We'll have to move you into the lift.
-Yes, but hurry, hurry! It's stuck! I don't understand it.
It moved easily enough before.
-They've magnetised the floor.
You feel it? -Are you sure? Yes! Chesterton, we're not able to get you into the lift! Yes, I realise that.
Take the others away in the lift, Doctor.
-We're not going without you.
-Don't waste time! Go on! -Well, come on, he's right.
-No! I'm not leaving Ian! When we get to the top, we'll send the lift back down for you.
All right? -No, Grandfather, we can't! -Go on! Go on! -SUSAN: No! -Go on! -Come on, Susan.
-Barbara, for goodness sake, go! Oh, look! (IAN GRUNTING) I must, must get out! How long will it take them to cut through the door? Oh, maybe 10 minutes.
If we're lucky, longer.
But even if he does get out, he's stuck down there! His only way out is the lift! We must go back for him.
Susan, it's no good.
We cannot do anything for him now, child.
We should never have left him.
It's so slow.
It'll never reach him in time.
It is nearly completed.
It is empty.
Lock the lift! The emergency switch, bring it down.
Come on, Ian, come on! All right, I'm coming.
They had about two inches of that door to cut through when I got out.
-Are you all right? -Yes, thank you, Susan.
Never mind that now.
We must try and find a way out of this room.
Daylight! -Yes, but where exactly are we? -We're right at the top of the building.
I can just see the surface of the city.
See over there? -There's the edge of the petrified jungle.
-Yes.
I'm trying to recognise the streets we came along.
BARBARA: Everything looks so different from above.
-Do you see anything at all that looks.
-What is it? -Ian? -What's the matter? There's someone down there.
Look, by that sort of gateway thing beyond the low building.
-I saw someone cross that space.
-A Dalek? No, it was a man.
A human being! The Thals! They've come for food supplies! They're walking into an ambush.
Make no attempt to capture them.
They are to be exterminated.
You understand? Exterminated! I understand.
Oh, it's no good.
This room must be soundproof.
We must find a way of getting down there.
-Yes, but how, dear boy? -Isn't this a door? -Yes! Doctor, open it.
-Well.
Yes.
What's the matter with it? They've magnetised it, too! Come on, let's try and force it open.
I can get my fingers in.
Sorry! Yes.
It's beginning to move! -Ian, the lift's coming back! -SUSAN: Oh, no! Doctor, keep working the door.
It's no good.
Come over here and give me a hand.
Quick now, all push together.
-It's open.
I've done it.
-Good! -Be right with you.
-DOCTOR: Look, what are you doing? Just cutting down the odds a bit.
Are you ready? IAN: All together.
One, two, three, push! -All right, Doctor, through you go.
-Yes.
Go on.
You're much too suspicious.
Perhaps I am, Temmosus, but why should the Daleks help us? You've been saying that ever since their message arrived.
Perhaps their offer was coldly worded, but friendship grows with time.
These Daleks must have believed that they were the only survivors on this planet.
And are they relieved to find they aren't? Or are they shocked and horrified, perhaps insanely jealous? You've no reason to say that.
I think you misjudge them.
Well, yes, I'm being illogical, unfair if you like, but I just have an instinct.
Listen, we must find a new source of food.
The Daleks have it, they've offered it to us.
These are facts, Alydon, facts.
Yes, yes, I know, but let me talk to them.
It's right that I should do so.
-But supposing.
-No, Alydon! And you must throw off these suspicions.
They're based on fear, and fear breeds hatred and war.
I shall speak to them peacefully.
They'll see that I'm unarmed.
There's no better argument against war than that.
Yes, if they really want to listen.
They are approaching.
Oh, Grandfather, come on! (DOCTOR GASPING) Come on, hurry! -Where are we? -By the city wall, I think.
-Yes, there's a gateway about 50 yards away.
-Are there any Daleks? Wait there.
No, no, I think we're all right.
-Well, let's get back to the ship.
-No, no, I must warn the Thals.
-Susan.
-We can't let them walk into a trap.
The Thals are no concern of ours.
We cannot jeopardise our lives getting involved in an affair which is none of our business.
Of course it's our business! The Thals gave us the anti-radiation drug.
Without that, we'd be dead.
Yes, but the Doctor's got a point.
There's no sense in risking our whole party.
You go back to the ship and I'll stay and warn the Thals.
No, we're all in this together! We're all going to stay here.
Susan, you do as I say! You go back to the ship with Barbara and your grandfather.
But don't you understand.
I know what Ian means.
He stands a much better chance on his own if he doesn't have us to worry about.
Now, come on.
-We'll wait for you.
-I'll be there.
-Good luck, Chesterton.
-Thank you.
Go on.
(ALARM RINGING) Daleks? Can you hear me? Daleks, the Thal people wish to live in peace.
If this is your wish, too then let us work together to rebuild our world.
We need your help and in return we'll make the soil live again, grow crops, build homes.
The time for enmity is passed.
If this is the kind of future that you want, then send for us and we shall talk.
If you don't decide now.
We've been waiting for centuries, we shall go on waiting.
Take these things.
No, it's a trap! Get out of here! Run! Fire! -Who are you? -I am Alydon.
-You are the man who warned us? -Yes.
I'm sorry I was late.
-Yes, our leader Temmosus is dead.
-I know, I saw it.
Why? Why kill him? They didn't even know him.
We can't stand here discussing it.
Get yourself and your men away from here.
Come on.
No, not yet.
Fascinating, absolutely fascinating! You know, these records must go back nearly a half a million years.
The complete history of our planet Skaro is here.
It seems now that no one will survive to read it.
Oh, nonsense, young lady.
Your survival is all here.
-What, er, is this a solar system? -Yes.
-Skaro is the 12th planet.
Here.
-I see.
And this? -What is this planet? -Each of these maps is a tiny section of another solar system, so the total picture can be built up.
-Total? Oh, you have records of other systems? -Yes.
Well, I say total.
Of course, we were only able to map out as far as our electroscopes allowed.
-Yes, I see.
I wonder if I could see the plans? -Oh, yes.
I might be able to fix our position.
Oh, yes, yes! Absorbing, most absorbing! Grandfather seems to be enjoying himself.
Some of the children have heard something moving in the forest.
It can't be the Daleks.
They told us they couldn't come out of the city.
Nevertheless, I think we should all be on our guard.
-Here they are! -Antodus has been wounded! We had to go round the other side of the city.
-Is he badly hurt? -It's his shoulder.
I'll get some ointment and something to cover the burns.
-SUSAN: We've got some in the ship.
-There's some over here.
-We tried to go back for Temmosus.
-What's happened to Temmosus? It was hopeless.
These are the people the Daleks were holding prisoner.
This is the man who shouted to warn us.
Thank you.
Did the others get away, Alydon? -Tacanda was killed.
-ALL: Tacanda.
The rest of us escaped.
The burns don't seem to be too bad.
I'll get some water for him to drink.
-Can you manage? -Yes.
Have you decided what we're going to do, Alydon? You must take the place of Temmosus now.
Yes.
Yes, I know.
If only I knew why the Daleks hated us.
If I knew that, I I could alter our approach to them, perhaps.
-Your leader, Temmosus? -Yes? Well, he appealed very sensibly to them.
Any reasonable human beings would have responded to him.
The Daleks didn't.
They obviously think and act and feel in an entirely different way.
They just aren't human.
But why destroy without any apparent thought or reason? That's what I don't understand.
Oh, there's a reason.
Explanation might be better.
It's stupid and ridiculous, but it's the only one that fits.
-What? -A dislike for the unlike.
I don't follow you.
They're afraid of you because you're different from them.
-So whatever you do, it doesn't matter.
-What would you have us do? -Fight against them? -I didn't say that.
But you must teach them to respect you.
Show them some strength.
But you really believe we ought to fight? Yes, I think it may have to come to that.
You understand as little about us as the Daleks do! What would you do if the Daleks could leave their city? If they came up here and attacked you? We would go away, back to our plateau where we came from.
You'd simply run away? Alydon, you can't go on running away.
There are some things worth preserving.
We're not afraid to die.
Temmosus proved that! I am not talking about dying! Look, you can't hand yourselves over to the Daleks! Sooner or later, they're going to try and destroy you if they can.
I can see you want to help us.
But as Dyoni says, you don't understand.
There can never be any question of the Thals fighting the Daleks.
Come, Ganatus.
I don't understand them.
They're not cowards, they don't seem to be afraid.
-Can pacifism become a human instinct? -Pacifism? Is that it? Pacifism only works when everybody feels the same.
Yes, but are they really pacifists? I mean, genuinely so.
Or is it a belief that's become a reality because they've never had to prove it? I say, I say, I think these will interest you.
Look here.
This is these people's ancestor, the original Thal male.
There was a neutron war here and most died, and the survivors mutated.
But in the case of the Thals, mutation came round in full circle, then refined itself into what you see.
-You mean, this became.
-Yes, yes! It took hundreds of years of course.
In the second example, our recent hosts, the mutation has not completed its full circle.
Why, I don't know.
But do you remember that monstrosity we took out of its machine? -Yes.
-This is its forebear.
-The original Dalek.
-Yes.
They called them Dals then.
Oh, it's all there, every moment of it is Skaroene history.
Minutely but brilliantly recorded.
Priceless, absolutely priceless! -Is this a sword the Thal's holding? -Yes, they were the warriors then.
-Were they? -Undoubtedly.
-Antodus is feeling much better.
-I'm very glad to hear he's improving.
Well, now, I'm sure you all agree with me, it's time we went back to the ship.
Now, come along.
Grandfather, couldn't we stay a bit longer? The Thals are such nice people.
And the Daleks are not, which is more important, my child.
I wonder if there's any point in reminding the Thals of what they used to be? -Why? -Oh, they're opposed to fighting.
We were trying to convince them that it was a necessity for their own survival.
But our fate doesn't rest with the Thals, surely.
Let's leave well alone.
We have ourselves to worry about.
Now, come along, come along.
-Maybe the Doctor's right.
-Yes.
Let's get in the ship and get as far away from here as possible.
Oh, please, come along.
Oh, by the way, let me have the fluid link, will you? Oh, dear boy, now please, come along.
You know I can't start the ship without it.
-The fluid link.
-You've lost it? -Ian, you can't have! -No.
The Daleks took it from me when they searched me.
It's down there somewhere.
In the city.
-Yes? You lead us.
You know the way.
All right.
This way, then.
Hey! Let go a minute! I think I've found out how to operate this thing! Yes, I can! Quick, Doctor, get in front.
Ready? Off we go.
Wait.
This looks like the place.
Stay there.
There's a great iron door with a Dalek on guard.
And beyond the door there's a lift.
It's up to you now, Chesterton.
You'll have to do as little talking as possible.
All right.
Stop.
IAN: The Council wishes to question the prisoners.
I have not been informed.
Wait.
No! I'm not going! No! -Hold her! -I have got her.
Now, hold still.
Help me to get them inside.
You, too.
Shall I help you to the fourth level with them? No.
Close the doors.
The girl cannot run far inside.
-That's fixed the door.
-That was a very good idea, Susan.
-He didn't hurt you? -No, not really.
Well, help me to get out of this thing.
I'm suffocating! -The clasp is stuck.
-Here, let me help fix it.
I have just passed the prisoners through into lift shaft 7.
(OVER INTERCOM) There are no orders to move the prisoners.
Hold them.
The door is locked.
Emergency alarm! (ALARM RINGING) Attention! Immobilise lift shaft 7 floor area.
They know! Come on, hurry up, will you? Wait a minute.
There, it's free.
-Good.
Hurry up! -Lift it from the top.
I can't move it! It won't budge! -Chesterton, try and force it up from the inside.
-I'm trying! (IAN GRUNTING) No, no.
It's no good.
There's something jammed inside here.
Forcing it's only making it worse.
(BANGING ON DOOR) -BARBARA: Ian, come on, hurry.
-I can't move it! Ow! That door's red hot! DOCTOR: They're cutting through the door! -We'll have to move you into the lift.
-Yes, but hurry, hurry! It's stuck! I don't understand it.
It moved easily enough before.
-They've magnetised the floor.
You feel it? -Are you sure? Yes! Chesterton, we're not able to get you into the lift! Yes, I realise that.
Take the others away in the lift, Doctor.
-We're not going without you.
-Don't waste time! Go on! -Well, come on, he's right.
-No! I'm not leaving Ian! When we get to the top, we'll send the lift back down for you.
All right? -No, Grandfather, we can't! -Go on! Go on! -SUSAN: No! -Go on! -Come on, Susan.
-Barbara, for goodness sake, go! Oh, look! (IAN GRUNTING) I must, must get out! How long will it take them to cut through the door? Oh, maybe 10 minutes.
If we're lucky, longer.
But even if he does get out, he's stuck down there! His only way out is the lift! We must go back for him.
Susan, it's no good.
We cannot do anything for him now, child.
We should never have left him.
It's so slow.
It'll never reach him in time.
It is nearly completed.
It is empty.
Lock the lift! The emergency switch, bring it down.
Come on, Ian, come on! All right, I'm coming.
They had about two inches of that door to cut through when I got out.
-Are you all right? -Yes, thank you, Susan.
Never mind that now.
We must try and find a way out of this room.
Daylight! -Yes, but where exactly are we? -We're right at the top of the building.
I can just see the surface of the city.
See over there? -There's the edge of the petrified jungle.
-Yes.
I'm trying to recognise the streets we came along.
BARBARA: Everything looks so different from above.
-Do you see anything at all that looks.
-What is it? -Ian? -What's the matter? There's someone down there.
Look, by that sort of gateway thing beyond the low building.
-I saw someone cross that space.
-A Dalek? No, it was a man.
A human being! The Thals! They've come for food supplies! They're walking into an ambush.
Make no attempt to capture them.
They are to be exterminated.
You understand? Exterminated! I understand.
Oh, it's no good.
This room must be soundproof.
We must find a way of getting down there.
-Yes, but how, dear boy? -Isn't this a door? -Yes! Doctor, open it.
-Well.
Yes.
What's the matter with it? They've magnetised it, too! Come on, let's try and force it open.
I can get my fingers in.
Sorry! Yes.
It's beginning to move! -Ian, the lift's coming back! -SUSAN: Oh, no! Doctor, keep working the door.
It's no good.
Come over here and give me a hand.
Quick now, all push together.
-It's open.
I've done it.
-Good! -Be right with you.
-DOCTOR: Look, what are you doing? Just cutting down the odds a bit.
Are you ready? IAN: All together.
One, two, three, push! -All right, Doctor, through you go.
-Yes.
Go on.
You're much too suspicious.
Perhaps I am, Temmosus, but why should the Daleks help us? You've been saying that ever since their message arrived.
Perhaps their offer was coldly worded, but friendship grows with time.
These Daleks must have believed that they were the only survivors on this planet.
And are they relieved to find they aren't? Or are they shocked and horrified, perhaps insanely jealous? You've no reason to say that.
I think you misjudge them.
Well, yes, I'm being illogical, unfair if you like, but I just have an instinct.
Listen, we must find a new source of food.
The Daleks have it, they've offered it to us.
These are facts, Alydon, facts.
Yes, yes, I know, but let me talk to them.
It's right that I should do so.
-But supposing.
-No, Alydon! And you must throw off these suspicions.
They're based on fear, and fear breeds hatred and war.
I shall speak to them peacefully.
They'll see that I'm unarmed.
There's no better argument against war than that.
Yes, if they really want to listen.
They are approaching.
Oh, Grandfather, come on! (DOCTOR GASPING) Come on, hurry! -Where are we? -By the city wall, I think.
-Yes, there's a gateway about 50 yards away.
-Are there any Daleks? Wait there.
No, no, I think we're all right.
-Well, let's get back to the ship.
-No, no, I must warn the Thals.
-Susan.
-We can't let them walk into a trap.
The Thals are no concern of ours.
We cannot jeopardise our lives getting involved in an affair which is none of our business.
Of course it's our business! The Thals gave us the anti-radiation drug.
Without that, we'd be dead.
Yes, but the Doctor's got a point.
There's no sense in risking our whole party.
You go back to the ship and I'll stay and warn the Thals.
No, we're all in this together! We're all going to stay here.
Susan, you do as I say! You go back to the ship with Barbara and your grandfather.
But don't you understand.
I know what Ian means.
He stands a much better chance on his own if he doesn't have us to worry about.
Now, come on.
-We'll wait for you.
-I'll be there.
-Good luck, Chesterton.
-Thank you.
Go on.
(ALARM RINGING) Daleks? Can you hear me? Daleks, the Thal people wish to live in peace.
If this is your wish, too then let us work together to rebuild our world.
We need your help and in return we'll make the soil live again, grow crops, build homes.
The time for enmity is passed.
If this is the kind of future that you want, then send for us and we shall talk.
If you don't decide now.
We've been waiting for centuries, we shall go on waiting.
Take these things.
No, it's a trap! Get out of here! Run! Fire! -Who are you? -I am Alydon.
-You are the man who warned us? -Yes.
I'm sorry I was late.
-Yes, our leader Temmosus is dead.
-I know, I saw it.
Why? Why kill him? They didn't even know him.
We can't stand here discussing it.
Get yourself and your men away from here.
Come on.
No, not yet.
Fascinating, absolutely fascinating! You know, these records must go back nearly a half a million years.
The complete history of our planet Skaro is here.
It seems now that no one will survive to read it.
Oh, nonsense, young lady.
Your survival is all here.
-What, er, is this a solar system? -Yes.
-Skaro is the 12th planet.
Here.
-I see.
And this? -What is this planet? -Each of these maps is a tiny section of another solar system, so the total picture can be built up.
-Total? Oh, you have records of other systems? -Yes.
Well, I say total.
Of course, we were only able to map out as far as our electroscopes allowed.
-Yes, I see.
I wonder if I could see the plans? -Oh, yes.
I might be able to fix our position.
Oh, yes, yes! Absorbing, most absorbing! Grandfather seems to be enjoying himself.
Some of the children have heard something moving in the forest.
It can't be the Daleks.
They told us they couldn't come out of the city.
Nevertheless, I think we should all be on our guard.
-Here they are! -Antodus has been wounded! We had to go round the other side of the city.
-Is he badly hurt? -It's his shoulder.
I'll get some ointment and something to cover the burns.
-SUSAN: We've got some in the ship.
-There's some over here.
-We tried to go back for Temmosus.
-What's happened to Temmosus? It was hopeless.
These are the people the Daleks were holding prisoner.
This is the man who shouted to warn us.
Thank you.
Did the others get away, Alydon? -Tacanda was killed.
-ALL: Tacanda.
The rest of us escaped.
The burns don't seem to be too bad.
I'll get some water for him to drink.
-Can you manage? -Yes.
Have you decided what we're going to do, Alydon? You must take the place of Temmosus now.
Yes.
Yes, I know.
If only I knew why the Daleks hated us.
If I knew that, I I could alter our approach to them, perhaps.
-Your leader, Temmosus? -Yes? Well, he appealed very sensibly to them.
Any reasonable human beings would have responded to him.
The Daleks didn't.
They obviously think and act and feel in an entirely different way.
They just aren't human.
But why destroy without any apparent thought or reason? That's what I don't understand.
Oh, there's a reason.
Explanation might be better.
It's stupid and ridiculous, but it's the only one that fits.
-What? -A dislike for the unlike.
I don't follow you.
They're afraid of you because you're different from them.
-So whatever you do, it doesn't matter.
-What would you have us do? -Fight against them? -I didn't say that.
But you must teach them to respect you.
Show them some strength.
But you really believe we ought to fight? Yes, I think it may have to come to that.
You understand as little about us as the Daleks do! What would you do if the Daleks could leave their city? If they came up here and attacked you? We would go away, back to our plateau where we came from.
You'd simply run away? Alydon, you can't go on running away.
There are some things worth preserving.
We're not afraid to die.
Temmosus proved that! I am not talking about dying! Look, you can't hand yourselves over to the Daleks! Sooner or later, they're going to try and destroy you if they can.
I can see you want to help us.
But as Dyoni says, you don't understand.
There can never be any question of the Thals fighting the Daleks.
Come, Ganatus.
I don't understand them.
They're not cowards, they don't seem to be afraid.
-Can pacifism become a human instinct? -Pacifism? Is that it? Pacifism only works when everybody feels the same.
Yes, but are they really pacifists? I mean, genuinely so.
Or is it a belief that's become a reality because they've never had to prove it? I say, I say, I think these will interest you.
Look here.
This is these people's ancestor, the original Thal male.
There was a neutron war here and most died, and the survivors mutated.
But in the case of the Thals, mutation came round in full circle, then refined itself into what you see.
-You mean, this became.
-Yes, yes! It took hundreds of years of course.
In the second example, our recent hosts, the mutation has not completed its full circle.
Why, I don't know.
But do you remember that monstrosity we took out of its machine? -Yes.
-This is its forebear.
-The original Dalek.
-Yes.
They called them Dals then.
Oh, it's all there, every moment of it is Skaroene history.
Minutely but brilliantly recorded.
Priceless, absolutely priceless! -Is this a sword the Thal's holding? -Yes, they were the warriors then.
-Were they? -Undoubtedly.
-Antodus is feeling much better.
-I'm very glad to hear he's improving.
Well, now, I'm sure you all agree with me, it's time we went back to the ship.
Now, come along.
Grandfather, couldn't we stay a bit longer? The Thals are such nice people.
And the Daleks are not, which is more important, my child.
I wonder if there's any point in reminding the Thals of what they used to be? -Why? -Oh, they're opposed to fighting.
We were trying to convince them that it was a necessity for their own survival.
But our fate doesn't rest with the Thals, surely.
Let's leave well alone.
We have ourselves to worry about.
Now, come along, come along.
-Maybe the Doctor's right.
-Yes.
Let's get in the ship and get as far away from here as possible.
Oh, please, come along.
Oh, by the way, let me have the fluid link, will you? Oh, dear boy, now please, come along.
You know I can't start the ship without it.
-The fluid link.
-You've lost it? -Ian, you can't have! -No.
The Daleks took it from me when they searched me.
It's down there somewhere.
In the city.