Doctor Who (1963) s04e01 Episode Script

Good heavens! Blimey! Where did all this come from? Well, it was a police box, wasn't it? Ah What are you both doing in here?! Ah You dropped your key.
How dare you follow me into the TARDIS! The what? The TARDIS, sir! This is a vessel for travelling through time and space! Why did you follow me?! I I'm I'm terribly sorry if if we've annoyed you, Doctor.
It was my fault, I'm afraid.
Well, what's all this then And stand back from those controls.
Those controls are used for dematerialising.
Dematerialising? What does that mean? You and this young lady are experiencing it.
You are now travelling through time and space.
Yeah, well, ah, make sure that I get back by teatime, Doctor.
I've got to get back to me ship by tonight.
Young man, it's going to be a long time before you see your ship again.
Ay? Why? When are we going to land? I don't know.
That's the cause of half my troubles through my journeys.
I never know.
Why not? I have no control over where I land.
Neither can I choose the period in which I land in.
Oh, now you see that scanner? That is what I call a scanner, up there! We get a very good view from the outside.
Ah, yes.
I think we're landed in some sort of caves.
Yeah, well thanks for the home movies, Doctor, now if you'd just open these doors.
Wait, wait, wait, young man, we don't know where we are.
We don't know if it's safe or what period we're in.
Well, I'll take a little bet with you, ay? London, 1966, Fitzroy Square.
Yes, I think it's quite normal.
Yes, the temperature's all right.
Well, I think you can leave, but watch your step.
What a relief! You had me nervous for a minute, Doctor.
Come on Ben.
Oh dear, all this distraction.
And I really thought I was going to be alone again.
Hmm.
Crikey! Look! Ben, I'm scared.
What's happened to us? I don't know.
Maybe he's some kind of hypnotist.
Pinch me! Ow! Not that hard.
Hey, wait a minute.
What did you do that for? I never leave it unlocked, my boy.
Doctor, you must take us back.
I'm not going to take you back to London in the TARDIS.
Well, you refuse, ay? My dear young man Oh, come on Polly, we'll find our own way back.
Heh, heh.
Well, I suppose I shall have to chase after them.
Quite incapable of looking after themselves.
Hmm.
Look at this! I don't believe it.
Hey, isn't it exciting! Well, it might be if I wasn't so pushed for time.
Come on! But it's a super place.
Whee! Yes, I wonder.
Ha, yes, I wonder.
Crumbs! Ben, it's smashing! It'd be a lot nicer with a few houses and a bus stop.
Got any idea where we are? Looks like Cornwall to me.
Cornwall?! Are you sure? Looks like it, me handsome.
Oh, I don't know what this is about.
All I know is, I've got to get back to barracks.
Come on, it'll take hours from here.
All right! Are you coming with us, Doctor? Oh yes, yes! You may know where you are, my dears, but not when! Oh, I can foresee oodles of trouble! Oh dear, I suppose I'd better follow them.
See that they don't get into any harm.
Hmm, hmm.
Here, look! It's a church! So we are in our own time, after all.
Yeah.
You didn't really believe all that nonsense about past and future, did you? We can't be too sure, my boy.
Sure?! There are millions of churches like that! Oh, good gracious, most of them have been standing there for centuries.
Yeah, well so have we here.
Come on, I've got a train to catch.
Sorry Doctor, but we'd better find a station.
We can talk on the train.
Oh, talk on the train, child.
Hmm.
No use, I can't read it.
You'd think there'd be a few houses or something.
I bet it's miles to a bus.
Well, there doesn't seem to appear any Victorian restoration.
I think it could be any time after the 16th century.
Only it's not.
It's good old Nineteen Sixty-six.
Well I don't think so, somehow Hold fast, I say! Oh, please.
Would you put that gun away?! Hold thy tongue, lad! You seem to be a gentleman, but why on foot with these lads as company? Well, we stopped aside, sir, on our journey to walk along the cliffs and unfortunately we got lost.
Thou art foreign? No, no.
We don't come from this part of the country, hmm.
And there's no more of ye than this? No, just the three of us.
You see, we are travellers looking for shelter.
And you came by road and not from the sea? No, sir.
Not by sea.
Very well.
I I cannot give thee shelter but I can give thee sustenance and direction.
Thank you.
Come.
Well, he's a right one.
What gear's he got on? Yes, I'm afraid you're going to lose your bet, young man.
That gentleman comes from the Seventeenth Century, hmm.
Seventeenth century?! There's the brandy.
Oh, I I'll just have a little water, thank you.
No, we don't touch it.
I wonder if you could direct us to the nearest inn.
We seek shelter.
In time.
In good time.
I don't know thee, do I? No, I don't think we've met before, no.
Heh, hmm.
Aye, 'tis true.
And you've seen no others on the road?! No ships upon the sea? Nah.
Didn't see a blind thing.
Expecting someone are ya? Speak when thee spoke to, Sir! Well, I was only Ah, Ben, Ben, Ben.
No, sir.
We met nobody and saw nothing.
Ah you ah expecting some friends, hmm? Avery's boys are no friends of mine.
Never said that.
Avery? You know not that name? Ho, ho, ho.
Then you're the happier for it.
And you are expecting this Avery, hmm? Him? Why, he's been buried these long years past.
Ah, but his spirit rides.
Aye, in the dark souls of those who follow in his wake.
Was he a sailor? Who mentioned sailor?! What would I know about the sea?! I but tend this church.
Are you a priest then? A priest? The word of God touched me too late, boy.
I'm the Churchwarden here.
Name of Joseph Longfoot - Christian.
You appear to be afraid, sir.
Can we help, hmm? Ye help? Against Pike's hook? No, thee cannot help.
Pike's hook, what's that? The blackest name I know boy.
So never say it to me face again! Oh your hand, sir.
Are you in pain? Nah.
'Tis naught.
The fingers but bend.
It'll mend.
Dislocated.
Hmm, hmm.
Cured! Ha, ha.
Oh your blessed hand is _ Oh 'tis naught, 'tis naught, my dear chap.
Have another drink.
We must be on our way.
Goodbye.
Ah, ah No, no, don't leave me yet.
Well we must go, we must get back to the to the beach! To the beach? There is no beach.
The tide will be in.
The tide! Ah, yes, of course, I remember now.
Yes, yes, yes.
We have to wait until the tide recedes.
Heh, heh.
Come on, let's hurry.
Ah, we could, of course, stay, ah, if you wish.
No, this is no place for gentleman and lads.
Go thy way.
Go quickly while ye may.
We must be in the 17th Century.
Well, thank you for your diligence, sir and, ah, the kindness of your Thou thou art a real gentleman.
Go thy way quickly.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Hey! A moment, sir.
Eh, while at the inn, take care I say.
Guard thy tongue.
Think only of thy comfort and thy needs.
We only need shelter for the night.
Eh, heed my words.
Be watchful.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Hey! One more word, sir.
If you should come this way again and find me gone, remember these words.
This is Deadman's secret key: Smallwood, Ringwood, Gurney.
Eh, but what to, ah What's the purpose, sir? It's a secret worth remembering Yes for this kindness thank you.
Thank you indeed and I think that's going to be all right now.
Yes.
Ye heh, heh s.
Goodbye, sir.
Goodbye.
Come along.
Goodbye.
Thank you.
God bless.
Tom! Aye, Master? There's business afoot - a message for the Churchwarden tonight.
But I I Go do as you're bid, boy! Aye.
Tell him tell him that Kewper has had word from friends.
Down the coast? A delivery can be expected soon.
I'll tell him further when I've made arrangements.
I'll tell him.
Can I take the mare? Aye, and go on now before the storm breaks.
Hmm, hmm, ho, ho, ho, ho.
Uh! Are you, ah You're the landlord, I presume, hmm? Aye, Jacob Kewper.
And I've no rooms.
We're full.
Oh, we only want rooms for the night, my friend, hmm, hmm.
Strangers are not welcome in these parts.
Nor are they always what they seem.
That's more or less what the Churchwarden said.
Yes.
Say that? The Churchwarden said that you could probably put us up for the night, ah, but it appears that he was wrong.
If he said that, you'll know his name.
Longfoot, sir, Joseph Longfoot.
Now, surely that name means something to you? A friend of his is welcome, sir, but not so strange travellers.
Your pardon, sir.
Granted, granted.
Now rooms, a meal, something hot for us.
Surely that's possible? It is, sir, and you'll be wanting dry clothes for the morning too ay? Ah, yes, yes indeed, yes.
For the lads.
And I think I shall be able to dry myself out with that lovely fire.
It'll be done, sir.
Well, my lad? Thank you.
Ha ha, very funny.
I do wish everyone would stop calling me lad.
It does make me feel very odd.
Yes, should I think it better at the moment, my dear.
What would they say to a maiden in trousers, hmm? Huh! Probably die laughing.
You would think it funny.
You and your bell-bottom sense of humour.
Oh, listen our little dolly-rocker Duchess, then! Eh, ch, ch, ch, watch your tongue, dear boy.
I I hope these will serve, man.
Oh, thank you very much.
Thank you.
Come on, help me sort these out.
Look, Doctor, what I want to know is how are you going to get us out of here? Oh, we shall return to the TARDIS, my boy, when the tide recedes and let's hope that we, ah, materialize in Nineteen Sixty-six.
You don't sound very certain, Doctor.
No, I'm afraid I'm not, my dear.
More likely we shall probably land in the far distant future.
Oh great! The way things are going there probably won't be a navy when I get back.
Hmm Oh Look Ben, for the moment we're in the seventeenth century - somehow.
We'll just have to like it and lump it.
Here you are.
Oh, OK.
Well, it's a nice old pub anyway isn't it.
Yeah, and I'll bet the beer's better than they serve nowadays.
Yes, I think they're somewhat suspicious of us, hmm, hmm.
They certainly don't seem to like strangers, do they? Yeah, I wonder why? Well, I wouldn't worry too much about that, my dear, because I don't think we're going to be here long enough to find that out! Oh, rob great ships on every sea! Heh.
Oh pill-head crews without mercy! Master Cherub! It's nice to see an old shipmate again, eh, Joe? We had good times aboard The Albatross when you was mate, ay? Them days is gone and past.
Ah, but not forgotten, not by your old friends, Joe.
I'm no friend of yours.
I'm Churchwarden here.
A Christian man! You always had the leaning towards the Good Book.
Holy Joe Longfoot, mate of the Black Albatross! No more I'm not! We miss you matey.
But most of all does the Captain.
The Captain Captain Pike?! You owes him something matey.
He wants what's his.
I got naught what his.
If you ain't got it, you knows it's whereabouts.
Avery's gold! No Christian man'd touch it.
We ain't all like you, Holy Joe, we ain't all afraid of the curse that's on it - and it's ours by right! 'Tis no man's right! We'll decide that when we get the loot.
Ha! You'll never find it.
Won't we Joe, my old matey? Ain't you gonna to tell me, ay? You can't threaten me.
I got friends here - powerful friends.
They need to be to better Pike.
Well, don't you think they couldn't! Where's your friends now, eh? Gone? The old man and his two lads, what does he know, ay?! Know? Know nothing, I directed him on his way.
Where to? Where to, say I?! To the inn, for shelter.
Who was he? What's he to you, ay? A passing traveller, on his way.
No matey, I saw you a-whispering something in his ear.
What was you saying to him, ay? Nothing.
Joe, you wouldn't be trying to sell what you know to some strangers, ay? You can rot in hell! You're a fool, Joe Longfoot.
But before you goes to join your mates, tell me what I want to know.
Speak up! Avery's curse on you - you black villain.
Speak, damn your eyes! It wouldn't be like you to go to Davy Jones' silent, matey.
So I reckon we best get on to that old fella and get our hooks into him.
Now, that's better! Hmm.
Rain stopped.
Here, I've seen a few shady customers in my time, but this crowd beats the lot.
They're fantastic, aren't they? Evening! Evening.
Cheerful lot Doctor, aren't they? I think we would do well to remember the Churchwarden's words.
What? Old rough neck? To keep our thoughts only on ourselves.
I wonder why though? Do you suppose they're up Sir! Sir! Quickly! Help! What's the trouble, lad? The Churchwarden, master Kewper.
Well, what of him, drunk was he, as usual? No sir, he was dead.
Dead? How? Knifed in the back.
He was smiling.
Was he now? And the door was burst wide open.
No sign of no one though.
No one else of our lads have been down there this night.
The strangers were though.
Aye, and who else would want to kill Joseph Longfoot, ay? None as I know of round here.
He'd no money, no enemies, neither.
Word's got to be passed on.
You'd best tell your tale to the Squire.
Ask him to come here as Magistrate.
Bring him here, sir? As fast as the horse can go.
Away with you now.
Oh, sorry.
I want you, old fella.
I beg your pardon, sir? Don't you come the gent with me, matey.
We're going to have words together, you and me.
Get your dirty hands off him, mate.
Do what, lad? I said lay off.
What's he done to you? I don't think I've set eyes on you before in my life, man.
No, but we have a mutual acquaintance though.
And what do you mean? Joseph Longfoot.
Well, the Churchwarden.
Yes, he merely tried to help us.
Eh, barely an acquaintance.
Was, you mean.
You see, him and me, we had a little bit of a tizzie like, mate.
Dead.
The trouble was, he forgot to give me an urgent message before he passed over.
But he spoke to you didn't he, ay? And how do you know all this, sir?! 'Cause I was keepin' look-out, that's why.
Well, you're wrong, see.
Well, what I want is what he told him, so speak up, old fella! L Leave the Doctor alone.
Oh! Oh! Oh, Doctor ay? Well, sawbones, speak up, or do I have to make you? Don't harm them! Well! Come quietly then.
And where are you taking me? You wait and see, sawbones.
Daniel! Go on before to the beach, ya scum! And go quickly! Help, somebody! Help! Help me! Please, help me! The Doctor, they've taken him! Who has? Who's taken him? Those men! They were terrible and they've hurt Ben! You must help me! Why, is he bad then, this lad? He's bleeding! Huh? He's not dead though.
Here, take his feet, lad.
Don't you worry, lad.
Squire'll be here soon.
The Squire?! What can he do? I want to get the Doctor back safely.
The Squire's the law in these parts, cub.
And guard your tongue when talking to your elders.
But you don't understand.
They were threatening to kill the Doctor.
What's this I hear Jacob, ay? Trouble, Squire.
Strangers.
Oh, let's deal with it then! Ben Now then So these are your strangers, eh? Aye, Squire, and this one's wounded.
Hmm? Oh, aye.
He'll need binding.
Tom.
Sir? Fetch cloth and water - and a drop of brandy.
Oh I don't Kewper! Oh aye, Squire.
Go Tom.
Will he be all right? Aye, boy, he will.
Now, tell me, where's your Master? He's been kidnapped.
You've got to save him.
Kidnapped? And who are the ruffians who did this, ay? Well, there were four of them Before you tell me this tale, tell me about yourself.
Me?! But the Doctor's the Doctor? Oh, aye him.
Well, let's not beat about the bush.
I want to know who the three of you are and where you've come from? But the Doctor will be killed if you don't do Speak when the Squire tells you.
If you want help, I want the truth.
Sit a minute.
Well? Come, my beauty, I'll take you to the Captain.
You'll find he likes a little conversation with a fine gentleman like yourself.
Oh, blimey, my head! Well, what happened? Well, where's the Doctor? Ben, he's been taken and we're in trouble.
Eh? How? The big man over there, he's the Squire.
And he insists on knowing who we are and where we're from? Oh, you haven't told him? Well, of course not, but he won't help us if we don't speak.
So, you've come to, have you? I've told your young friend here, I want information.
He's refused to give it to me.
I demand to be told the truth.
You'll get it when you got the Doctor back.
You speak civil to the Squire.
Well, why don't you all do something!? Don't just stand there.
Be silent, sir! I hold you both to be knaves and rogues and of highly suspicious intent.
And as Magistrate of this Borough, I'm hereby arresting both of you.
Arresting us? What for? For the murder of the Churchwarden.
And for this villainous deed you'll be imprisoned until the next Assizes, and there punished accordingly.
Enter! Cherub! What in hell's name have you dragged in here now? I demand Silence! Holy Joe's dead, Captain.
Dead before he tell his secret.
What's that ye say? But before he died he spoke with this old sawbones here.
Ah! The sawbones won't talk.
Not to me.
Well, by thunder, ye'll talk to me! Or my name's not Samuel Pike!