Doctor Who (1963) s24e04 Episode Script
Time and the Rani, Part Four
Is the Doctor connected to the main input.
Everything is ready.
Then switch on! No, Beyus! For once don't do as she says.
The Doctor's wellbeing is in your hands now.
Remember that.
The barrier to understanding time is empirical thinking.
I suggest a lateral approach.
You Lakertyan, you will be responsible for this creature's behaviour.
Time is getting short if we are to be ready for the Solstice, Mistress.
I'm aware of that.
The Doctor must have had assistance from the Lakertyan rebel.
Shall I release the insects and kill all the Lakertyans.
Too drastic.
It is unrealistic of the Mistress to be sentimental.
Sentiment has nothing to do with it.
Wasting a resource does.
Until this experiment is successfully concluded I can't be certain that I won't need them as a labour force.
Selective retribution will bring any dissidents to heel.
She might think she's harnessed the brain of a Timelord but she's reckoned without one thing.
And what's that? The Doctor's character.
I still assert that electron-positron pairs can be prevented from recombining into photons.
Really! This is not the place for double entendres.
You are all contributing gibberish.
My theory will provide the formula.
A fool and his formula are soon parted.
Outrageous polemics.
Gentlemen, such hostility.
Remember.
Blessed are the pie makers for they shall make light pastry.
It is a fundamental postulate that all motion is relative.
You wouldn't say that if you met my uncle.
Dismissing our position as decadent heresy is the refuge of the reactionary.
Ah well, every dogma has its day.
I'll kill him.
It is stated in the special theory and has been demonstrated that an increase in velocity will increase matter.
I'll kill him.
Exactly.
The faster a fat man runs, the fatter he will get.
Quickly, disconnect the Doctor.
The fool has induced multiple schizophrenia.
Congratulations.
You brought us here.
And I shall dispose of you.
This will rid me of the pair of you.
Quickly, Mel.
Don't just stand there, help me! Let go of me, you interfering maniac.
Give her a taste of her own medicine; shall I switch on? No, Mel.
Two wrongs don't make a left turn.
Right.
Let me out! Let me out.
Do you hear me!?! Doctor, before this regeneration you were on keen on cats and you know what curiosity did to them.
Leave the quotes to the expert, Mel.
The rocket! It's a fixed trajectory.
It isn't all that'll be fixed if we don't get out of here.
So the target is the asteroid which at any moment now will reach the solstice and I'm sure that's the deadline.
He who dares spins.
Whoops.
A supernova.
Put those on the legs of all the Lakertyans.
Disobey and I will release the killer insects from the globe.
Why are you doing this? We've cooperated.
Silence Lakertyan! There have been too many unfriendly acts.
Not by us.
This is unjust.
At least tell us what they're for.
I will demonstrate with the greatest of pleasure.
You! Beyus? Beyus is that you? Let me out.
Do you hear me.
Open this door.
Beyus, if you place any value on your peoples lives, you will release me.
D'you realise how close the Rani must have taken her TARDIS in order to record that.
All I realise is that we've seen what she intends to happen to Lakertya.
Can she do it? Not by my reckoning.
The only known detonator for exploding strange matter asteroid is strange matter itself.
You said that strange matter was incredibly heavy.
A lump the size of this brain would weigh as much as an entire planet.
Well could she be using the brain to come up with a formula for for a lightweight substitute.
Could be.
Could be.
Well then, haven't we come up with the answer.
No, not completely.
What I can't fathom is why the Rani took such an incredible risk to record a supernova.
To discover how to reconstruct the same event.
No, more than that.
She wouldn't be simply interested in a display of pyrotechnics, too negative.
No there's a deeper motive and the answer is in here.
Well Calm down.
Let's apply a bit of logic shall we.
What is it that you can contribute that those other geniuses can't? A knowledge of time.
Oh a great discovery.
I worked that out ages ago.
So now you know.
Not the complete story.
The last chapter's missing.
Keeping quiet isn't it.
Perhaps, unlike you it only speaks when it has something intelligent to say.
Possibly.
On the other hand it's probably wondering why you want helium 2.
That's why you want to explode strange matter isn't it! To reproduce Helium 2.
The last chapter, Doctor.
The denouement.
In the aftermath of the explosion, helium 2 will fuse with the upper zones of the Lakertyan atmosphere to form a shell of chronons.
I don't need to tell you what chronons are, do I, Doctor? Indeed you don't.
Discrete particles of time.
In the same millisecond that chronon shell is being formed, the hothouse effect of the gamma rays will cause the primate functions of the brain to go into chain reaction, multiplying until the gap between shell and planet is filled.
A time manipulator!?! You're going to change this planet into a time manipulator!?! A cerebral mass capable of dominating and controlling time anywhere in the cosmos.
I don't believe it.
A time manip This monstrosity will give you the ability to change the order of creation.
Creation's chaotic.
I shall introduce order.
Wherever evolution has taken the wrong route, I shall redirect it.
That planet you're so obsessed with, Earth, I shall return to the cretaceous age.
The cretaceous age? The potential of the dinosaurs was never fully realised.
That means Shakespeare, Michael Angelo, Louis Pasteur, Elvis, even Mrs.
Malaprop will never have existed.
Your concern for these minions is pathetic.
They're an inferior species.
Thrust into the oblivion.
Why not? The same with Lakertya.
All life on this planet will become extinct.
An unfortunate side effect.
All living creatures left behind will be exterminated.
Of which you, Doctor, will be one.
While you float off safely in your TARDIS.
Oh I shall be back once the turbulence has subsided.
Before I thought you were a psychopath without murderous intent.
I withdraw the qualification.
Eighty-seven K to the power of nineteen E correlated with fifty-two to the power of six point four equals twenty-nine V Thirty-nine.
Correction is noted.
Thirty-nine V plus W Eureka!! Objective achieved! Loyhargil! I knew it! I knew they could do it! Doctor! Stay back! As you snore so shall you sleep.
Doctor! Waste net, want net.
Come on! About turn, Ikona.
Doctor, I've got to talk to you.
And so you shall.
You have a big part to play, Ikona.
You must stir up the Lakertyans into fighting back.
Come, quickly.
The Doctor must be apprehended, Mistress.
He is irrelevant.
I have the Loyhargil.
Nothing can stop me now.
Unless you can tell them how to removes these bangles, they can't help.
Erm? You've got to give the Rani full marks for ingenuity.
Perhaps if we're careful we can cut them.
Oh that's a daft idea.
They're bound to be booby trapped.
Less of the pessimism, Mel.
Not all the cards are in the Rani's flavour.
Now if we were to run a wire from here round to here, then the circuit wouldn't be broken when the bangle from open.
Mel.
You're the computer expert.
How about it? Where am I going to find the right sort of wire? Where there's a will, there's a Beneficiary.
Good thinking, Ikona.
Well done, Mel.
Ikona, I'm relying on you to help the Lakertyans help themselves for once.
Remove the bangles.
Right.
Doctor, haven't you overlooked something.
If the Rani releases the insects, we'll all be dead.
She's not the only one with a sting in her tail.
Sting? Sting! A double bluff.
A speciality of mine.
You will stay on guard until after lift off.
After lift off!?! You said yourself that the Doctor could still cause trouble.
Remain here and see that he doesn't.
And where is the Mistress going? To my TARDIS.
I want to monitor the experiment from there.
I would prefer to go with you.
No doubt.
But you can't! Doctor! Faroon, you were warned not to listen to him.
When that voice reaches zero there'll be nobody left on Lakertya to listen to me or anyone else.
He's speaking the truth, Beyus.
What is it you want me to do? First see if there's anyone in there.
Mel, all hands on stumps.
Pumps! Ikona, take good card of him.
He's someone important? They all are.
Louis Pasteur, he will rid his world of a major scourge.
He will save the lives of tens of millions.
Doctor! Come through! Whoops.
Ooh.
Take them back to the TARDIS.
Doctor! Thank you, Ikona.
Doctor, we haven't a second to spare.
Mel's right, Doctor.
I can finish here.
You're the only one who can tackle the Rani.
Don't leave it too late, Beyus.
I know what I have to do.
Doctor, come on.
Go with them, Faroon.
But can I wait with you, Beyus? You've rarely questioned my actions before this is the not the time to begin.
Rani! It's over! You're beaten! I've aborted the launch and the Lakertyans are preparing to attack.
You imbecile.
You've signed their death warrants.
The delay in lift off means that the rocket will miss the asteroid.
Are you certain? Absolutely.
A miss is as good as a smile.
This way Ladies, Gentlemenothers.
I'll get you back to where you belong.
Hopefully.
I'll explain how it works later.
It's all relative.
Mel.
Goodbye, Faroon.
When I think of Beyus I shall remember with admiration the sacrifice he made.
He must have been convinced that it was the only way to be certain of saving the rest of us.
He'll not be forgotten.
Nor will you, Doctor.
Well, cheerio, Ikona.
I wish I were coming with you.
No one will credit this, least of all you, but so do I.
I do have another regret.
What's that? After all the suffering she's caused, the Rani has escaped to freedom in her TARDIS.
Mistress.
You have taught us so much.
When we return to Tetrapiriarbus, your incredible brain will show us how to overcome our needs.
There will be plasma in abundance.
Memory like a dromedary.
An antidote against those killer insects in the globe.
The Rani always takes out an insurance policy.
You're impossible! Why did you do that? Tell her, Faroon.
Ikona believes that our people should meet their own challenges, if they are to survive.
Well, time and tide melts the snowman.
Waits for no man.
Who's waiting? I'm ready.
You're certainly gonna take a bit of getting used to.
I'll grow on you, Mel.
I'll grow on you.
Everything is ready.
Then switch on! No, Beyus! For once don't do as she says.
The Doctor's wellbeing is in your hands now.
Remember that.
The barrier to understanding time is empirical thinking.
I suggest a lateral approach.
You Lakertyan, you will be responsible for this creature's behaviour.
Time is getting short if we are to be ready for the Solstice, Mistress.
I'm aware of that.
The Doctor must have had assistance from the Lakertyan rebel.
Shall I release the insects and kill all the Lakertyans.
Too drastic.
It is unrealistic of the Mistress to be sentimental.
Sentiment has nothing to do with it.
Wasting a resource does.
Until this experiment is successfully concluded I can't be certain that I won't need them as a labour force.
Selective retribution will bring any dissidents to heel.
She might think she's harnessed the brain of a Timelord but she's reckoned without one thing.
And what's that? The Doctor's character.
I still assert that electron-positron pairs can be prevented from recombining into photons.
Really! This is not the place for double entendres.
You are all contributing gibberish.
My theory will provide the formula.
A fool and his formula are soon parted.
Outrageous polemics.
Gentlemen, such hostility.
Remember.
Blessed are the pie makers for they shall make light pastry.
It is a fundamental postulate that all motion is relative.
You wouldn't say that if you met my uncle.
Dismissing our position as decadent heresy is the refuge of the reactionary.
Ah well, every dogma has its day.
I'll kill him.
It is stated in the special theory and has been demonstrated that an increase in velocity will increase matter.
I'll kill him.
Exactly.
The faster a fat man runs, the fatter he will get.
Quickly, disconnect the Doctor.
The fool has induced multiple schizophrenia.
Congratulations.
You brought us here.
And I shall dispose of you.
This will rid me of the pair of you.
Quickly, Mel.
Don't just stand there, help me! Let go of me, you interfering maniac.
Give her a taste of her own medicine; shall I switch on? No, Mel.
Two wrongs don't make a left turn.
Right.
Let me out! Let me out.
Do you hear me!?! Doctor, before this regeneration you were on keen on cats and you know what curiosity did to them.
Leave the quotes to the expert, Mel.
The rocket! It's a fixed trajectory.
It isn't all that'll be fixed if we don't get out of here.
So the target is the asteroid which at any moment now will reach the solstice and I'm sure that's the deadline.
He who dares spins.
Whoops.
A supernova.
Put those on the legs of all the Lakertyans.
Disobey and I will release the killer insects from the globe.
Why are you doing this? We've cooperated.
Silence Lakertyan! There have been too many unfriendly acts.
Not by us.
This is unjust.
At least tell us what they're for.
I will demonstrate with the greatest of pleasure.
You! Beyus? Beyus is that you? Let me out.
Do you hear me.
Open this door.
Beyus, if you place any value on your peoples lives, you will release me.
D'you realise how close the Rani must have taken her TARDIS in order to record that.
All I realise is that we've seen what she intends to happen to Lakertya.
Can she do it? Not by my reckoning.
The only known detonator for exploding strange matter asteroid is strange matter itself.
You said that strange matter was incredibly heavy.
A lump the size of this brain would weigh as much as an entire planet.
Well could she be using the brain to come up with a formula for for a lightweight substitute.
Could be.
Could be.
Well then, haven't we come up with the answer.
No, not completely.
What I can't fathom is why the Rani took such an incredible risk to record a supernova.
To discover how to reconstruct the same event.
No, more than that.
She wouldn't be simply interested in a display of pyrotechnics, too negative.
No there's a deeper motive and the answer is in here.
Well Calm down.
Let's apply a bit of logic shall we.
What is it that you can contribute that those other geniuses can't? A knowledge of time.
Oh a great discovery.
I worked that out ages ago.
So now you know.
Not the complete story.
The last chapter's missing.
Keeping quiet isn't it.
Perhaps, unlike you it only speaks when it has something intelligent to say.
Possibly.
On the other hand it's probably wondering why you want helium 2.
That's why you want to explode strange matter isn't it! To reproduce Helium 2.
The last chapter, Doctor.
The denouement.
In the aftermath of the explosion, helium 2 will fuse with the upper zones of the Lakertyan atmosphere to form a shell of chronons.
I don't need to tell you what chronons are, do I, Doctor? Indeed you don't.
Discrete particles of time.
In the same millisecond that chronon shell is being formed, the hothouse effect of the gamma rays will cause the primate functions of the brain to go into chain reaction, multiplying until the gap between shell and planet is filled.
A time manipulator!?! You're going to change this planet into a time manipulator!?! A cerebral mass capable of dominating and controlling time anywhere in the cosmos.
I don't believe it.
A time manip This monstrosity will give you the ability to change the order of creation.
Creation's chaotic.
I shall introduce order.
Wherever evolution has taken the wrong route, I shall redirect it.
That planet you're so obsessed with, Earth, I shall return to the cretaceous age.
The cretaceous age? The potential of the dinosaurs was never fully realised.
That means Shakespeare, Michael Angelo, Louis Pasteur, Elvis, even Mrs.
Malaprop will never have existed.
Your concern for these minions is pathetic.
They're an inferior species.
Thrust into the oblivion.
Why not? The same with Lakertya.
All life on this planet will become extinct.
An unfortunate side effect.
All living creatures left behind will be exterminated.
Of which you, Doctor, will be one.
While you float off safely in your TARDIS.
Oh I shall be back once the turbulence has subsided.
Before I thought you were a psychopath without murderous intent.
I withdraw the qualification.
Eighty-seven K to the power of nineteen E correlated with fifty-two to the power of six point four equals twenty-nine V Thirty-nine.
Correction is noted.
Thirty-nine V plus W Eureka!! Objective achieved! Loyhargil! I knew it! I knew they could do it! Doctor! Stay back! As you snore so shall you sleep.
Doctor! Waste net, want net.
Come on! About turn, Ikona.
Doctor, I've got to talk to you.
And so you shall.
You have a big part to play, Ikona.
You must stir up the Lakertyans into fighting back.
Come, quickly.
The Doctor must be apprehended, Mistress.
He is irrelevant.
I have the Loyhargil.
Nothing can stop me now.
Unless you can tell them how to removes these bangles, they can't help.
Erm? You've got to give the Rani full marks for ingenuity.
Perhaps if we're careful we can cut them.
Oh that's a daft idea.
They're bound to be booby trapped.
Less of the pessimism, Mel.
Not all the cards are in the Rani's flavour.
Now if we were to run a wire from here round to here, then the circuit wouldn't be broken when the bangle from open.
Mel.
You're the computer expert.
How about it? Where am I going to find the right sort of wire? Where there's a will, there's a Beneficiary.
Good thinking, Ikona.
Well done, Mel.
Ikona, I'm relying on you to help the Lakertyans help themselves for once.
Remove the bangles.
Right.
Doctor, haven't you overlooked something.
If the Rani releases the insects, we'll all be dead.
She's not the only one with a sting in her tail.
Sting? Sting! A double bluff.
A speciality of mine.
You will stay on guard until after lift off.
After lift off!?! You said yourself that the Doctor could still cause trouble.
Remain here and see that he doesn't.
And where is the Mistress going? To my TARDIS.
I want to monitor the experiment from there.
I would prefer to go with you.
No doubt.
But you can't! Doctor! Faroon, you were warned not to listen to him.
When that voice reaches zero there'll be nobody left on Lakertya to listen to me or anyone else.
He's speaking the truth, Beyus.
What is it you want me to do? First see if there's anyone in there.
Mel, all hands on stumps.
Pumps! Ikona, take good card of him.
He's someone important? They all are.
Louis Pasteur, he will rid his world of a major scourge.
He will save the lives of tens of millions.
Doctor! Come through! Whoops.
Ooh.
Take them back to the TARDIS.
Doctor! Thank you, Ikona.
Doctor, we haven't a second to spare.
Mel's right, Doctor.
I can finish here.
You're the only one who can tackle the Rani.
Don't leave it too late, Beyus.
I know what I have to do.
Doctor, come on.
Go with them, Faroon.
But can I wait with you, Beyus? You've rarely questioned my actions before this is the not the time to begin.
Rani! It's over! You're beaten! I've aborted the launch and the Lakertyans are preparing to attack.
You imbecile.
You've signed their death warrants.
The delay in lift off means that the rocket will miss the asteroid.
Are you certain? Absolutely.
A miss is as good as a smile.
This way Ladies, Gentlemenothers.
I'll get you back to where you belong.
Hopefully.
I'll explain how it works later.
It's all relative.
Mel.
Goodbye, Faroon.
When I think of Beyus I shall remember with admiration the sacrifice he made.
He must have been convinced that it was the only way to be certain of saving the rest of us.
He'll not be forgotten.
Nor will you, Doctor.
Well, cheerio, Ikona.
I wish I were coming with you.
No one will credit this, least of all you, but so do I.
I do have another regret.
What's that? After all the suffering she's caused, the Rani has escaped to freedom in her TARDIS.
Mistress.
You have taught us so much.
When we return to Tetrapiriarbus, your incredible brain will show us how to overcome our needs.
There will be plasma in abundance.
Memory like a dromedary.
An antidote against those killer insects in the globe.
The Rani always takes out an insurance policy.
You're impossible! Why did you do that? Tell her, Faroon.
Ikona believes that our people should meet their own challenges, if they are to survive.
Well, time and tide melts the snowman.
Waits for no man.
Who's waiting? I'm ready.
You're certainly gonna take a bit of getting used to.
I'll grow on you, Mel.
I'll grow on you.