Doctor Who (1963) s24e08 Episode Script
Paradise Towers, Part Four
You have no choice.
I am Kroagnon, the Great Architect, and I will put an end to you and everyone in Paradise Towers.
Ware Cleaners! Back to the lift.
Wait, Doctor.
Back! Doctor! Now.
Attention all Robotic Cleaners.
Attention all Robotic Cleaners.
At last Kroagnon can leave the basement prison they trapped his bodiless brain in and return in this borrowed body to the corridors and lifts of his own creation.
They buried me away because I wanted to stop them using the Towers.
And now you and I will destroy them.
Just a moment, please stop! Please! The immediate danger's over.
And I wouldn't mind getting my breath back.
The Doctor really is ice hot.
Very hot! Not a yawny Oldster.
Now, you understand the dangerous position we're in.
We must gather all the Kangs together.
And is the Chief Caretaker really unalive? As himself, yes.
But you saw what happened.
Up till now Kroagnon's simply been a mind without a body, as your parents must have left him.
However, I fear he may have spent his time down there devising a way of performing Corpoelectroscopy a way of transplanting his brilliant brain to some host body.
And what's the come out, Doctor? Oh, I can't be certain.
But Kroagnon won't want to stay locked up in his basement much longer.
He's bound to show himself in one form or another.
Oh, the water's really lovely.
You really ought to come and join me, Pex.
It'll do you the world of good.
There's really nothing to be frightened of.
It's taking over the building floor by floor.
Return to Red Kang Base and Ware Cleaners! Build High for Happiness.
Is Fire Escape going to join us? Are all the Kangs here? Red? Blue? Yes.
Except for those Those who've been made unalive.
Yes.
Well, when Fire Escape gets here we must all make for the Great Pool in the Sky.
Pex, do something! But what should I do? Anything! Help! Help! Can't you think of anything else? Quick.
Give me that! Mel, I did warn you.
Attention all Caretakers.
Regulation ZZZ is now in operation.
This overrides all other rules and regulations.
I repeat, this overrides all other rules and regulations.
All Caretakers to act with extreme caution and get back here as fast as they can.
Pex.
What? I'm sorry.
What's that? Where? Well there's a rustling sound coming from over there.
I only checked it a few minutes ago.
Shall I go? If you want.
Nothing there? No.
Sure? Of course.
See for yourself.
Doctor! I'm sorry to give you such a shock, Mel, but this is where the Cleaner service lift appears to come out.
Oh, Doctor, it's so good to see you! And you, Mel, and you! Um, how d'you do? This is Pex.
Ah.
I believe you've met my friends before.
Search hard, My Cleaners, search hard.
Bring them all out! All the nasty human beings! The Caretakers! The Residents! The Kangs! All of them! We'll be back to collect the rubbish later.
Imagine building this beautiful pool and filling it with mechanical killers.
The rest of the Towers would have been like this pool if he'd had his way.
A killer in every corner.
And you're sure Kroagnon's been let loose again? Oh, very much so.
But we know so little about his plans.
He had years to brood over what he wants to do.
But we've no time to come up with a counter plan.
Did Mel make the creature unalive for you? And stop you being taken to the cleaners? Then Mel is a Kang after all.
I'll show you all.
I will put the world of Paradise Towers to rights.
Oh, yes? Yes! You're a cowardly cutlet, Pex.
You will always hide, always.
They shouldn't treat him like that.
That's Paradise Towers in a nutshell, I'm afraid.
The Red Kangs didn't trust the Blue Kangs.
And none of them trusted the Caretakers.
And the Rezzies, from your account, prey on whoever they can and trust no one either.
And all of them despise poor old Pex.
Oh, the Great Architect must be delighted.
How are we going to unite the people of Paradise Towers to defeat him? We'll find a way.
We have to.
Pex, don't go.
Pex! I that is we we the Rezzies the remaining Rezzies that is, want to talk to you all.
I think we may need your help.
Well, Chiefy, I thought you were lost.
I The Towers have become appallingly dirty.
Sorry? The whole place is polluted with flesh, living flesh.
Flesh? Did you say living flesh? Yes.
But Chief, you Deputy, may I remind you that there is a rulebook and the rulebook says that the orders of the Chief Caretaker are never to be questioned.
Yes, yes.
Of course, of course, Chief.
Unless Unless? Well, I think you may recall that there are certain cases specified when the rulebook can be overridden, and that is when the Chief Caretaker Yes? just isn't the Chief Caretaker.
Leave him.
Leave him.
We'll clean him up when we clean up all the others.
The Cleaners have reached about floor have moved up to the higher floors, but not everyone was quick enough.
And you're sure that person ordering the Cleaners to do this looks like the Chief Caretaker? But he's unalive, Doctor.
We saw it.
Exactly.
So the Great Architect has taken over his body.
Why should we believe her? Rezzies are full of untruth and Kangs.
Rotten old rubber neck Please, please, be quiet.
Be quiet.
Of course, I know that we residents have not always been as neighbourly as we might have been.
But some have been worse than others.
And the worst have gone down the waste disposal chute.
But those of us who are left want to let bygones be bygones.
We're all in danger now and well, we're very sorry for what we did and we won't do it again.
If we all survive that is.
We need each other's help.
Well, you Kangs, what d'you say to that? I won't say Rezzies are Ice Hot but yes she's not telling untruths.
And yes, we'll help each other.
All agreed? Pex? Don't ask him.
He's a cowardly cutlet.
Fire Escape!! Pex? We work with Rezzies - no to-do.
We work with Pex - no to-do.
But the Caretakers? Never, ever!!! Excuse me.
I'm sorry to intrude like this, but I wondered if I might have a word with you all.
up to the swimming pool zone on floor 304.
Luckily they won't have time to make it too untidy before I destroy them.
I have nothing to fear.
Nobody knows my Paradise Towers better than I do.
We have very little time, so we must think clearly.
Now Kroagnon, as we now must call the Chief Caretaker, is firmly installed in your headquarters.
Am I right, Deputy Chief? Yes, Doctor.
So we must find a way of getting him out again.
Set a trap for him! Precisely.
We used to do that a lot with the rats.
But what about the Cleaners? First, we must immobilise as many as we can.
Doctor? Yes? I know it's against the rulebook to say this, but I suppose these are exceptional circumstances.
They could be described thus, yes.
Well, on the 245 Sodium Street, Corridor 75, there's a secret emergency supply kept for pest going out of control.
An emergency supply of what? Explosives.
That'll do it.
Ice Hot! With explosives and arrogance we can blow out the Cleaners, no problem.
Send the Cleaners to the Cleaners.
Yes!! Most of the Rezzies make table cloths.
We could throw them over the Cleaners to slow them down for you to shoot.
Ice Hot, Maddy! We seem to be getting somewhere at last.
is up to in the swimming pool zone.
By express order of the Great Architect, surveillance of the swimming pool is not allowed.
Not allowed.
Please! Please! We must move on to the main problem.
How to persuade Kroagnon to leave his safety and come to a place of our choosing where we can trap and defeat him.
He'll never leave there until we're all wiped out.
We'll never manage to break.
I should know that.
Well there is a way that might just work.
What's that, Doctor? Well you see, Kroagnon is undoubtedly a very clever and very proud being, and like many clever and proud beings likes to be appreciated by his equals.
Now, I think if he had the chance to meet such a person, he would leave his lair to do so.
Doctor, you're not going to go and I've no choice, Mel.
I mean, in all honesty, I am the only obvious candidate.
You'll go out there and show yourself and be killed.
Oh no, no, no.
That would be extremely futile.
I will allow myself to be seen, and then somebody will go to Kroagnon and offer to lead him to me - right into our little trap.
Now that person has a far more difficult and dangerous mission than I.
I will go to Kroagnon.
I am Pex and I am the A Cowardly Cutlet.
Well you all have tasks to do.
Caretakers, Residents, Kangs, why should only Pex be left out.
Pex the trained fighting machine.
Pex the only The scaredy cat.
Pex, are you sure you want to do this? Yes, I am.
So be it.
Hello, there, Kroagnon.
This is the Doctor speaking.
I don't believe we've met, though no doubt you've heard of me.
I thought so.
Anyway, I'd heard so much about Paradise Towers I thought I'd come and take a look and, believe me, I'm very disappointed.
It displays exactly what everyone says is your usual failure as an architect not making allowances for people.
Still, I'm sure if we managed to work together, we might just about make this place habitable.
I've a few ideas which I might give to you if you can be bothered to listen.
Bye for now.
Oh, excuse me.
Excuse me.
I hope you don't mind my mentioning it, but I think you missed some rubbish in the street back there.
Charge!! Now, are you clear what you have to do, Pex? And you are sure you want to go through with it? I won't be unbrave again.
Remember, Pex, you must get him out of the CARETAKERS' HEADQUARTERS as quick as you can so that he doesn't see what's happening to the Cleaner.
But then, once he's out, take as long as you can.
We need time, no heroics, just a cool clear head.
I can manage.
Good luck, Pex.
I've been asked to give you this, Pex.
It's a Kang bracelet.
They wanted to give it to you.
They think you're not a scaredy cat any longer but a real Kang.
Good luck, Pex.
You take this, Mel.
Can't use it this time.
Come on, on to the next one.
So you say you could lead me to this so-called Doctor who dares to mock me? Yes, he and the other mobile rubbish have found a place to hide that they think you don't know about.
And they're there planning ways of resistance.
If you deliver me this Doctor, I'll give you a safe way out.
Doctor? Yes? The door's nearly back in place anyway but they're having trouble with the fortamoliscope opening device.
I better give them a hand.
See what you can do to help the Kangs down there.
Oh, and Mel, don't forget to leave the escape hatch uncovered so that I can make my exit.
Oh I just hope that Pex doesn't lose his nerve and hurry.
Otherwise it won't be Kroagnon who's caught in a booby trap, it'll be us.
This is not some trick is it? No! No! I've only just began to enjoy walking around my marvellous Towers in this body and I wouldn't deal very kindly with anybody who was stupid enough to lay a trap for me.
Not frightened, are you? I I think we ought to hurry, Great Architect.
Please, let's hurry.
As you wish.
They're on their way.
What's happening? They're making all speed here.
What!?! Pex has been a scaredy cat.
They'll be here in no time.
I must tell the Doctor.
Danger! Tripwires.
This way.
That should do it.
Doctor! And we're not ready for him.
Oh, Pex.
Move back, quickly.
Oh, but Doctor, he'll make you unalive.
There's only one way this might work, and for that I need to be on my own.
Come on.
Well!?! Well, now, Kroagnon.
How nice of you to drop in.
I'm so glad.
I wanted to have a word with you about the shoddy design of this building.
I mean, take this door for instance, look at it.
There was nothing wrong with it when I built it, unless humanoid creatures have damaged it.
Well, speaking as an expert, I'm prepared to tell the universe you couldn't design a simple doorknob.
I mean, look.
Pex!! Please!! Hail Pex.
Hail the unalive who gave his life for the Towers.
In life he was not a Kang but in death he was brave and bold as a Kang should be.
Hail Pex.
Hail the unalive.
Hail Pex.
Hail the Unalive.
Poor Pex.
Indeed, poor Pex.
But look, Mel, they're all here.
The Caretakers, the Rezzies, the Kangs.
This would never have happened before.
Perhaps now they'll all start working together.
Yes.
Ah, Fire Escape.
Now, have you managed to remove the Kang wallscrawls from the TARDIS as you promised? Build High for Happiness, Doctor.
Oh, thank you very much.
We're sorry you must go, Doctor and Mel.
We've made you an honorary Kang, Doctor.
Oh, a Blue Kang or a Red Kang? Both.
Ah, well I'll be honoured to wear it.
And all my best wishes to the future of Paradise Towers.
Goodbye.
No, Doctor.
Well you never can tell.
I am Kroagnon, the Great Architect, and I will put an end to you and everyone in Paradise Towers.
Ware Cleaners! Back to the lift.
Wait, Doctor.
Back! Doctor! Now.
Attention all Robotic Cleaners.
Attention all Robotic Cleaners.
At last Kroagnon can leave the basement prison they trapped his bodiless brain in and return in this borrowed body to the corridors and lifts of his own creation.
They buried me away because I wanted to stop them using the Towers.
And now you and I will destroy them.
Just a moment, please stop! Please! The immediate danger's over.
And I wouldn't mind getting my breath back.
The Doctor really is ice hot.
Very hot! Not a yawny Oldster.
Now, you understand the dangerous position we're in.
We must gather all the Kangs together.
And is the Chief Caretaker really unalive? As himself, yes.
But you saw what happened.
Up till now Kroagnon's simply been a mind without a body, as your parents must have left him.
However, I fear he may have spent his time down there devising a way of performing Corpoelectroscopy a way of transplanting his brilliant brain to some host body.
And what's the come out, Doctor? Oh, I can't be certain.
But Kroagnon won't want to stay locked up in his basement much longer.
He's bound to show himself in one form or another.
Oh, the water's really lovely.
You really ought to come and join me, Pex.
It'll do you the world of good.
There's really nothing to be frightened of.
It's taking over the building floor by floor.
Return to Red Kang Base and Ware Cleaners! Build High for Happiness.
Is Fire Escape going to join us? Are all the Kangs here? Red? Blue? Yes.
Except for those Those who've been made unalive.
Yes.
Well, when Fire Escape gets here we must all make for the Great Pool in the Sky.
Pex, do something! But what should I do? Anything! Help! Help! Can't you think of anything else? Quick.
Give me that! Mel, I did warn you.
Attention all Caretakers.
Regulation ZZZ is now in operation.
This overrides all other rules and regulations.
I repeat, this overrides all other rules and regulations.
All Caretakers to act with extreme caution and get back here as fast as they can.
Pex.
What? I'm sorry.
What's that? Where? Well there's a rustling sound coming from over there.
I only checked it a few minutes ago.
Shall I go? If you want.
Nothing there? No.
Sure? Of course.
See for yourself.
Doctor! I'm sorry to give you such a shock, Mel, but this is where the Cleaner service lift appears to come out.
Oh, Doctor, it's so good to see you! And you, Mel, and you! Um, how d'you do? This is Pex.
Ah.
I believe you've met my friends before.
Search hard, My Cleaners, search hard.
Bring them all out! All the nasty human beings! The Caretakers! The Residents! The Kangs! All of them! We'll be back to collect the rubbish later.
Imagine building this beautiful pool and filling it with mechanical killers.
The rest of the Towers would have been like this pool if he'd had his way.
A killer in every corner.
And you're sure Kroagnon's been let loose again? Oh, very much so.
But we know so little about his plans.
He had years to brood over what he wants to do.
But we've no time to come up with a counter plan.
Did Mel make the creature unalive for you? And stop you being taken to the cleaners? Then Mel is a Kang after all.
I'll show you all.
I will put the world of Paradise Towers to rights.
Oh, yes? Yes! You're a cowardly cutlet, Pex.
You will always hide, always.
They shouldn't treat him like that.
That's Paradise Towers in a nutshell, I'm afraid.
The Red Kangs didn't trust the Blue Kangs.
And none of them trusted the Caretakers.
And the Rezzies, from your account, prey on whoever they can and trust no one either.
And all of them despise poor old Pex.
Oh, the Great Architect must be delighted.
How are we going to unite the people of Paradise Towers to defeat him? We'll find a way.
We have to.
Pex, don't go.
Pex! I that is we we the Rezzies the remaining Rezzies that is, want to talk to you all.
I think we may need your help.
Well, Chiefy, I thought you were lost.
I The Towers have become appallingly dirty.
Sorry? The whole place is polluted with flesh, living flesh.
Flesh? Did you say living flesh? Yes.
But Chief, you Deputy, may I remind you that there is a rulebook and the rulebook says that the orders of the Chief Caretaker are never to be questioned.
Yes, yes.
Of course, of course, Chief.
Unless Unless? Well, I think you may recall that there are certain cases specified when the rulebook can be overridden, and that is when the Chief Caretaker Yes? just isn't the Chief Caretaker.
Leave him.
Leave him.
We'll clean him up when we clean up all the others.
The Cleaners have reached about floor have moved up to the higher floors, but not everyone was quick enough.
And you're sure that person ordering the Cleaners to do this looks like the Chief Caretaker? But he's unalive, Doctor.
We saw it.
Exactly.
So the Great Architect has taken over his body.
Why should we believe her? Rezzies are full of untruth and Kangs.
Rotten old rubber neck Please, please, be quiet.
Be quiet.
Of course, I know that we residents have not always been as neighbourly as we might have been.
But some have been worse than others.
And the worst have gone down the waste disposal chute.
But those of us who are left want to let bygones be bygones.
We're all in danger now and well, we're very sorry for what we did and we won't do it again.
If we all survive that is.
We need each other's help.
Well, you Kangs, what d'you say to that? I won't say Rezzies are Ice Hot but yes she's not telling untruths.
And yes, we'll help each other.
All agreed? Pex? Don't ask him.
He's a cowardly cutlet.
Fire Escape!! Pex? We work with Rezzies - no to-do.
We work with Pex - no to-do.
But the Caretakers? Never, ever!!! Excuse me.
I'm sorry to intrude like this, but I wondered if I might have a word with you all.
up to the swimming pool zone on floor 304.
Luckily they won't have time to make it too untidy before I destroy them.
I have nothing to fear.
Nobody knows my Paradise Towers better than I do.
We have very little time, so we must think clearly.
Now Kroagnon, as we now must call the Chief Caretaker, is firmly installed in your headquarters.
Am I right, Deputy Chief? Yes, Doctor.
So we must find a way of getting him out again.
Set a trap for him! Precisely.
We used to do that a lot with the rats.
But what about the Cleaners? First, we must immobilise as many as we can.
Doctor? Yes? I know it's against the rulebook to say this, but I suppose these are exceptional circumstances.
They could be described thus, yes.
Well, on the 245 Sodium Street, Corridor 75, there's a secret emergency supply kept for pest going out of control.
An emergency supply of what? Explosives.
That'll do it.
Ice Hot! With explosives and arrogance we can blow out the Cleaners, no problem.
Send the Cleaners to the Cleaners.
Yes!! Most of the Rezzies make table cloths.
We could throw them over the Cleaners to slow them down for you to shoot.
Ice Hot, Maddy! We seem to be getting somewhere at last.
is up to in the swimming pool zone.
By express order of the Great Architect, surveillance of the swimming pool is not allowed.
Not allowed.
Please! Please! We must move on to the main problem.
How to persuade Kroagnon to leave his safety and come to a place of our choosing where we can trap and defeat him.
He'll never leave there until we're all wiped out.
We'll never manage to break.
I should know that.
Well there is a way that might just work.
What's that, Doctor? Well you see, Kroagnon is undoubtedly a very clever and very proud being, and like many clever and proud beings likes to be appreciated by his equals.
Now, I think if he had the chance to meet such a person, he would leave his lair to do so.
Doctor, you're not going to go and I've no choice, Mel.
I mean, in all honesty, I am the only obvious candidate.
You'll go out there and show yourself and be killed.
Oh no, no, no.
That would be extremely futile.
I will allow myself to be seen, and then somebody will go to Kroagnon and offer to lead him to me - right into our little trap.
Now that person has a far more difficult and dangerous mission than I.
I will go to Kroagnon.
I am Pex and I am the A Cowardly Cutlet.
Well you all have tasks to do.
Caretakers, Residents, Kangs, why should only Pex be left out.
Pex the trained fighting machine.
Pex the only The scaredy cat.
Pex, are you sure you want to do this? Yes, I am.
So be it.
Hello, there, Kroagnon.
This is the Doctor speaking.
I don't believe we've met, though no doubt you've heard of me.
I thought so.
Anyway, I'd heard so much about Paradise Towers I thought I'd come and take a look and, believe me, I'm very disappointed.
It displays exactly what everyone says is your usual failure as an architect not making allowances for people.
Still, I'm sure if we managed to work together, we might just about make this place habitable.
I've a few ideas which I might give to you if you can be bothered to listen.
Bye for now.
Oh, excuse me.
Excuse me.
I hope you don't mind my mentioning it, but I think you missed some rubbish in the street back there.
Charge!! Now, are you clear what you have to do, Pex? And you are sure you want to go through with it? I won't be unbrave again.
Remember, Pex, you must get him out of the CARETAKERS' HEADQUARTERS as quick as you can so that he doesn't see what's happening to the Cleaner.
But then, once he's out, take as long as you can.
We need time, no heroics, just a cool clear head.
I can manage.
Good luck, Pex.
I've been asked to give you this, Pex.
It's a Kang bracelet.
They wanted to give it to you.
They think you're not a scaredy cat any longer but a real Kang.
Good luck, Pex.
You take this, Mel.
Can't use it this time.
Come on, on to the next one.
So you say you could lead me to this so-called Doctor who dares to mock me? Yes, he and the other mobile rubbish have found a place to hide that they think you don't know about.
And they're there planning ways of resistance.
If you deliver me this Doctor, I'll give you a safe way out.
Doctor? Yes? The door's nearly back in place anyway but they're having trouble with the fortamoliscope opening device.
I better give them a hand.
See what you can do to help the Kangs down there.
Oh, and Mel, don't forget to leave the escape hatch uncovered so that I can make my exit.
Oh I just hope that Pex doesn't lose his nerve and hurry.
Otherwise it won't be Kroagnon who's caught in a booby trap, it'll be us.
This is not some trick is it? No! No! I've only just began to enjoy walking around my marvellous Towers in this body and I wouldn't deal very kindly with anybody who was stupid enough to lay a trap for me.
Not frightened, are you? I I think we ought to hurry, Great Architect.
Please, let's hurry.
As you wish.
They're on their way.
What's happening? They're making all speed here.
What!?! Pex has been a scaredy cat.
They'll be here in no time.
I must tell the Doctor.
Danger! Tripwires.
This way.
That should do it.
Doctor! And we're not ready for him.
Oh, Pex.
Move back, quickly.
Oh, but Doctor, he'll make you unalive.
There's only one way this might work, and for that I need to be on my own.
Come on.
Well!?! Well, now, Kroagnon.
How nice of you to drop in.
I'm so glad.
I wanted to have a word with you about the shoddy design of this building.
I mean, take this door for instance, look at it.
There was nothing wrong with it when I built it, unless humanoid creatures have damaged it.
Well, speaking as an expert, I'm prepared to tell the universe you couldn't design a simple doorknob.
I mean, look.
Pex!! Please!! Hail Pex.
Hail the unalive who gave his life for the Towers.
In life he was not a Kang but in death he was brave and bold as a Kang should be.
Hail Pex.
Hail the unalive.
Hail Pex.
Hail the Unalive.
Poor Pex.
Indeed, poor Pex.
But look, Mel, they're all here.
The Caretakers, the Rezzies, the Kangs.
This would never have happened before.
Perhaps now they'll all start working together.
Yes.
Ah, Fire Escape.
Now, have you managed to remove the Kang wallscrawls from the TARDIS as you promised? Build High for Happiness, Doctor.
Oh, thank you very much.
We're sorry you must go, Doctor and Mel.
We've made you an honorary Kang, Doctor.
Oh, a Blue Kang or a Red Kang? Both.
Ah, well I'll be honoured to wear it.
And all my best wishes to the future of Paradise Towers.
Goodbye.
No, Doctor.
Well you never can tell.