Doctor Who (1963) s01e28 Episode Script

(DOCTOR WHO THEME) No No, this is not Yetaxa.
This is a false goddess! I will destroy her! Well, young woman, I hope you are satisfied.
- Happy day for you? - Doctor, please! You wouldn't be advised, would you? You knew better (!) I couldn't watch a man being sacrificed! - Think we felt differently? - No.
Then why not leave well alone? Human sacrifice is their tradition.
There's nothing we can do about it! I had to try! And what happened? Tlotoxl lost faith in you, our lives are in danger and Susan is locked up in a seminary! At least she's safe there! Safe? She was safe here until you started meddling! I wanted it to rain without that man being killed.
They'd see his death was unnecessary.
Don't you realise he wanted to be offered to the gods? It made him feel one! I just didn't think about it That's just it, you didn't think! Oh, go away.
Leave me alone.
Oh, I'm sorry, my dear.
I didn't mean to be so harsh with you.
- No, you had every right.
- What's done is done.
- It's up to you what happens next.
- Me? Yes.
You'll have to hold Tlotoxl off.
How can I? He's lost faith in me.
Thinks I'm a false goddess.
No, not to Autloc.
- Play them off against each other? - Yes.
The more Tlotoxl doubts you, the more you must convince Autloc you are Yetaxa.
- Tlotoxl won't dare defy Autloc.
- Exactly! - What about you and Ian? - Ian can look after himself.
I'll learn more about the tomb tonight.
I've met somebody that knows how it was built.
- An Aztec lady.
- You're an old rogue.
Yes, but really it's up to you.
We're safe here so long as you're here.
So You enter unannounced.
I proclaim myself only to my gods.
Let the old man go down to the garden.
- Enjoy the company of your friends.
- As Yetaxa commands.
I would ask you, how shall a man know his gods? By the signs of their divinity.
And what if thieves walk among them? Then, indeed, how shall a man know? By the secrets of the gods' minds.
True.
Their knowledge will reveal them.
How many heavens are there? Does Tlotoxl covet the mantle of the High Priest of Knowledge? How many heavens? - 13.
- Name them.
If the truth of my divinity lies in my mind, let Autloc seek it.
So he shall, just as Ixta now challenges the servant of Yetaxa.
For what reason? To discover who shall live to command our armies.
Thus shall my enemies fall.
Real enemies can hit back.
I have no fear of death.
Perhaps not.
The dead never win.
How would you attack? I should use more cunning.
Surprise my enemy.
This also I can do.
This is all I need.
To win a victory with your thumb needs magic.
To know your enemy's weakness isn't magic.
It's common sense.
What weakness have I vulnerable to your thumb? You'll be surprised.
I won't kill you this time, not this time, Ixta.
You mock the arts of war.
I defy you to harm me! Pick up your club.
Don't worry.
He'll be all right.
Autloc, there is a No, he sleeps.
Yetaxa's servant won the victory with his thumb.
- You saw the blow? - There was no blow.
He fought with his thumb.
Tell him to rest when he wakes up.
Where do you go? For a walk.
Could you not fight against it? I was powerless! The Perfect Victim desires admittance.
All his requests must be granted.
(WHISPERS) Must be granted You grace us here with your presence.
Ixta! Here is one who would command our armies.
His name is Ixta.
(GUARD ) All have heard of the bravery of Ixta! There are those who say that the stories and the truth are far apart.
- No man can win against me! - No man? Not one? I shall lead the armies.
It is my right! Yesterday it would seem so.
You would make an enemy? I? I only know that I have seen one who could defeat him.
- Defeat Ixta? - Once, and by a trick! Face to face, I can pull him down! Perhaps.
Feud drives a man.
You have instructed me that small failings in a man may be his saving grace.
But you, O Perfect Victim, are, as your name implies.
When you meet the gods, you can tell them of the Aztecs.
A commander should be as pure, so that his name may be held in very awe and dread.
Then he who defeated Ixta should be our commander.
- No! - It may be that he won by a trick.
A second contest would show, but I cannot order it.
Only the Perfect Victim may be obeyed at all times.
My faith in Ixta is supreme.
I wish to see him meet the other man.
I shall arrange it at the sunset.
Ixta could challenge the other.
Let it be so.
This I promise you .
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all honour and glory shall be yours if you destroy him.
- What leaf is this? - It is from a herb.
The sap is used by our medicine men to induce sleep.
I think I know about it.
- You are a healer? - No, they call me the Doctor.
I am a scientist, a builder of things.
I understand your interest in the temple.
Yes, one or two features inside it intrigue me.
I have some knowledge of it.
For instance, the tomb is sea The tomb is sealed.
Surely the builder could open it? My knowledge is too limited.
The builder's son may know.
I don't wish to pry into family matters No one thinks that.
I shall arrange a meeting.
Oh, my dear, how charming of you.
- When shall it be? - Any time.
Today, hmm? An interested mind brooks no delay.
I'm sure that's true of you, too.
It was true.
Now I am content to spend the time here like the others.
Oh, but their minds are old, Cameca, and that's something I'm sure yours will never be.
Your heart is young, too, Doctor.
Leave us.
Warriors.
The High Priest of Knowledge will question you.
If he finds I am the spirit of Yetaxa? I shall beg forgiveness of the gods.
The High Priest of Sacrifice has spoken.
I shall remember his words.
Remember this also .
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whilst your divinity is in dispute, only those who serve the temple may approach you.
- My servants? - No, you stay alone.
- Why? - You could conspire against us.
This is a danger we are not prepared to face.
Then tell my servants that they may not enter here.
They shall be told.
Ixta you wish to see me? I greet you, Cameca, and would seek your advice.
- If I can.
- What do you know of magic? Nothing, but I believe I know one who does.
- Name him.
- The old servant of Yetaxa.
- He's of no use to me! - But you can be of service to him.
- He seeks an interview with you.
- To what end? He is interested in your father's work.
- Does he know my name? - No.
Tell him I will speak with him.
- Where? - In the garden.
I shall tell him, Ixta.
What better way to destroy your enemies than to let them destroy themselves?! (BIRDSONG) You have studied the Code of the Good Housewife? - I have.
- I would hear it.
Tend well your nurseries and your flower beds, erkeep clean your pot and stew pan .
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do not spend recklessly .
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do not destroy or cheapen yourself .
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erm You will never have a house You will never have a house or home of your own if you live like that.
She has learnt diligently, Autloc.
She is a good pupil.
She uses her intelligence.
Susan, this is Tonila, a Priest of Knowledge.
No, you do not greet your elders like that.
- No? - You stand still, don't look around.
You fix your eyes on the person you are meeting, unless it is your future husband, then you keep your eyes downcast.
Well, how will I know? - Know what? - That he is my future husband.
- You will be told.
- Told?! - I won't be told who to marry! - What say have you in it? It is my life.
I'll spend it with my choice, not someone picked for me! You are the old servant of Yetaxa? Oh! Aheryes.
Yes, indeed.
- I am.
- My father built the temple.
I find the entrance to the High Priest's tomb a fine piece of work.
Few temples have an entrance like it.
Yes.
He kept it secret, didn't he? He has drawn it.
Really? I wonder if it's possible that I might see the drawings? Can a humble warrior deny the request of Yetaxa's servant? I will bring it to you after sunset if the gods are willing.
I don't see why not, hmm? Tonight, at sunset, I have to meet another warrior in combat.
I hope not to the death, hmm? No.
But defeat would mean disgrace.
No man could look upon me or speak to me for many days.
I see.
My opponent has been selected and I fear defeat.
- What weapons do you use? - Only my hands.
My strength lies in the use of a spear or club.
Really? Dear, dear, I would have loved to have seen those drawings.
No more than I desire a victory.
Well, may I suggest that we assist each other.
- Hmm? - I thank the servant of Yetaxa.
Yes, I think a little horticulture might go a long way.
Does fatigue affect the servant of the gods? Does the High Priest scorn my attempts to be worthy of command? Can you conquer him? I know it.
- Ian? - Yes, Ixta? I challenge you to a contest of strength.
- A fight? - Without weapons.
Your hands have defeated me.
Let mine try to win a victory over you.
- Will you deny him? - No.
We will fight here as the sun sets.
All right.
You are confident of victory? If you wish ithe shall die.
Let him die.
Tlotoxl is determined to destroy me.
He cannot while I believe you to be Yetaxa.
You question me at his bidding.
- We both serve the gods.
- Do you? Were you not angry when I forbade the sacrifice? - No.
- You question the value of such sacrifice? I accept it.
But we send messengers to the gods.
Why should the gods not send one to us? To say there shall be no more human sacrifice.
I shall not oppose the gods if it is their will that sacrifices cease.
The High Priest of Knowledge speaks with wisdom.
If your words are denied, are we not living in defiance of the gods? Famine, drought and disaster will come.
And more and more sacrifices will be made.
I see a time when 10,000 will die in one day.
Where will it end, Yetaxa? In total destruction.
Your civilisation will pass forever from the land.
- You prophesy our doom? - Yes.
Let me think upon these words, Great Spirit.
As the High Priest desires.
A cactus thorn will give me victory? Yes, and make sure you don't scratch yourself.
The aged servant of Yetaxa offers poison.
No, it won't kill.
It'll slowly drain the strength of your opponent.
And scratch here.
I thank you.
Oh, and, young manyou won't forget the drawings, hmm? I shall be here after sunset.
So shall I! - She prophesied our doom? - Yes.
To avert her own! She is a false goddess.
I do not know it.
- You will question her again? - Yes.
Conceal yourself.
Barbara? Barbara?! Doctor, go away! You're not allowed in here.
Nonsense, I'm one of your servants.
Weren't you told that during questioning no one may see me? I'll go, but first, I think I shall know more about the tomb tonight.
All I had to do was make certain some warrior won a fight.
- What warrior? - I don't know.
But he had a sort of mask or face like a cat.
But that's Ixta, Doctor, and he's fighting Ian! Ixta? Ixta! I must warn Ian! Hold him! He has transgressed the law.
I will not have you! - Do you wish him confined or? - Take him to the barracks.
I demand to be released! How dare you?! How dare you?! He had no right to arrest my servant! - The old man transgressed.
- He did not know.
No one told him.
If that is so, I shall obtain his release.
Thank you.
Autloc? There is to be a contest between Ian and Ixta.
- I forbid it.
- Spirit, it cannot be avoided.
- Only one can command our army.
- Then let it be Ixta.
You deny your servant honour? The contest is ill-timed.
Ixta has trained for months.
Yet I have seen your servant defeat him.
It is not a mortal combat.
- Then see it remains so.
- The Spirit of Yetaxa has spoken.
Let the contest begin.
- Don't let him scratch you! - What? Tlotoxl, stop this! - No.
- Ixta is using magic I gave him! Then you should rejoice.
Ixta will win! - Autloc, stop this! - No, let it continueto the death! Destroy him, Ixta! Yetaxa forbids it! A false goddess forbids it.
Destroy him! Stop! Your place is in the temple! I am loyal to those who serve me.
If you are Yetaxa.
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save him!