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The Dominators

Episode Two

By Norman Ashby


(The Doctor fusses busily with the airlock of the Dominator spacecraft.)

JAMIE: Hey Doctor!
DOCTOR: Stop it.
JAMIE: ...Doctor!

(Jamie tugs at the Doctor's coat to get his attention.)

DOCTOR: Jamie, don't do it!
JAMIE: Doctor look! Look.

(Reluctantly he turns and sees that he is being scanned by two creatures. A round mace-like head studded with shards of crystal sits atop a small boxy torso; within the front face of which are two concealed folding arms, one above the other that can hinge out in two opposing 90 angle sweeps. Below, the robots move on two tiny flexible legs ending in rectangular feet. The two Quarks stand atop a nearby sandbank.)

DOCTOR: Oh my word!

(The lead Quark addresses the Doctor and Jamie in a high-pitched mechanical voice.)


(They are joined by the sadistic form of Toba.)


(The right-hand Quark extends an arm with an inbuilt weapon and aims it at the Doctor and Jamie.)


(The chamber inside the saucer is cavernous, the roof rising sharply in the centre. Around the walls in between support struts banks of bright monitors and control panels hum and click. Beside an internal door is a bank of quark-shaped lights monitoring the operations of all the robots. The centre of the chamber rises into a high safety-railed circular dais containing a glowing console. Around the base of the dais is a circular seat and a small set of steps behind to ascend. Rago casually looks up from a from a bank of hypnotically swirling and pulsing screens.)

RAGO: Bring them inside.

(Toba strides across the room and motions to the Quark who herds the Doctor and Jamie into the interior of the large spacecraft. The Doctor scampers about looking at the control consoles with eager curiosity.)

DOCTOR: Ooh good heavens!

(The Dominators both ascend the central dais and gaze down at the Doctor and Jamie.)

JAMIE: Look, what's going on? Who are you?
RAGO: We are Dominators! Both of you stand by that wall.
JAMIE: I will not!
DOCTOR: Oh now Jamie...
JAMIE: They're not going to bow to...
TOBA: We are meant to be obeyed!
JAMIE: Not by me you're not!
DOCTOR: Jamie!

(A Quark moves menacingly towards Jamie.)

JAMIE: Wha... Oh if you insist.

(He reluctantly backs away towards the nearby wall. The Quark bibbles at him, and suddenly Jamie is sucked towards the wall where he sticks, hanging immobily as if pinned to a dissection table.)

JAMIE: Doctor I can't move, help me!

(The Doctor rushes forward, but the wall next to Jamie attracts him to it. It holds him fast.)

RAGO: It is pointless to struggle, my Quarks have used a molecular force to bind your bodies to the wall.
JAMIE: What's he gonna do with us?

(There is a hum and the section of wall containing JamieSpecimen slides horizontal, and a solarium-like scanner slides above him. The Dominators descend, and Rago strides over to the Doctor, towering above him.)

RAGO: Alien races are occasionally of interest to us, I intend to probe your physiological make up.
DOCTOR: Do what?
JAMIE: Doctor, can you not do anything?
DOCTOR: Now don't struggle Jamie, keep quite still!
RAGO: Toba!
TOBA: Quarks, attach force units.

(A Quark shuffles forward and attaches a claw to the base of the scanner, by Jamie's foot.)

TOBA: Activate.

(A hum of energy builds, then falls into silence again.)

RAGO: Visor!

(Toba passes plastic, surgical-looking visor to him.)

RAGO: Transmatter focus probe.

(Placing the visor onto his head, Rago moves over to inspect Jamie.)

RAGO: Brittle skeletal structure. Reasonable flexibility, certain amount of muscular force - could be marginally useful. Vulnerable, only one heart.
TOBA: Intelligence?
RAGO: A simple brain. Signs of recent rapid learning. Still, somewhat crude.
TOBA: Shall I prepare the other specimen for scrutiny?

(Rago removes his visor.)

RAGO: No, they will be identical. Conserve power.
TOBA: Tip.

(Jamie's wall slides back into it's original position.)

TOBA: Are they dangerous?
RAGO: No, they are physically inferior.
TOBA: So we destroy them?
RAGO: No. It is possible we may use them.
TOBA: What for?
RAGO: Workforce.
TOBA: We've got the Quarks.
RAGO: We must conserve their power, you know that!
TOBA: But why do you want...

(Rago casts a steely glare at Toba and he falls silent.)

TOBA: Command accepted.
RAGO: Set up a reaction test.

(Toba bears down on The Doctor sadistically until he is an inch from his face.)

TOBA: Test this one.

(The Doctor looks concerned as a nearby Quark chirrups obediently.)


(The flickering static-fogged image of Director Senex can be barely made out on the main video-screen.)

SENEX: Your picture is fading Balan, your picture is fading.

(Cully moves forward a little.)

CULLY: Well never mind the picture father, the important thing is; what are you going to do?
SENEX: I can't hear you Balan! Send Cully and the strangers to the Capitol, I'll question them there.

(The screen goes blank.)

CULLY: Father? Father! Well can't you get them back?
TEEL: They've switched off the reception I'm afraid.
CULLY: Oh, switched off? That's typical isn't it? Typical Dulcian behaviour. Something strange, something you don't understand and you switch off - up here.

(He points at his head.)

BALAN: We don't all have your childish curiosity Cully.
CULLY: Hah! You'd have more fun out of life if you did.
TEEL: The power units of the travel capsule are charging now.
CULLY: You ever travelled in a capsule before?
ZOE: I can't say that I have. How do they work?
CULLY: Hah, dunno. Can't stand the things myself. Hey, you asked a question.
ZOE: Yes.
CULLY: There you go Balan, this girl's got an enquiring mind. She can't possibly come from Dulkis!
BALAN: That will be for your father to decide.

(He turns to Zoe.)

BALAN: As soon as your friends return they will follow you and Cully in the second capsule.
ZOE: Wouldn't it be better if all four of us went together?
KANDO: Travel capsules only take two.

(There is a chime from the console.)

TEEL: Number one ready.
KANDO: It's nothing to be frightened of you know.
ZOE: Oh I'm not frightened. I'm looking forward to it.
CULLY: Come on, let's try and stir up a little action in the Capitol!
KANDO: You really mustn't believe Cully's wild tales.

(Balan moves his hand over a photocell swipeswitch and a section of the wall slides back. Within the space are two plush padded seats, one before the other, and small control panel.)

BALAN: I will dial for the Capitol Cully, if you don't mind.

(He reaches in and operates the panel.)

CULLY: I see. Frightened I might disappear, eh?
BALAN: Well it has been known, hasn't it Cully?
CULLY: It'd be a joke if it happened this time though, wouldn't it?

(He chuckles to himself as the door slides closed.)


(The capsule clears the survey unit by shooting through a round capsule-sized hole and flies forward though the mist. It is a silvery bullet-shaped rocketship straight out of a Dan Dare comicbook, complete with a needle point at the front and three sweeping fins at the rear.)


(Zoe and Cully sit back as the capsule lurches skywards.)

CULLY: Selector's a bit worn...soon reach the ceiling. It'll be alright when we level off.

(The ride get a little smoother.)

CULLY: There you are. Sit back and relax, won't be long.
ZOE: Does this land on automatic control as well?
CULLY: Oh yes, the whole thing's automatic. Dial where you want to go and in less than eight minutes you're there.


(The capsule flies on.)


JAMIE: Look how long are you gonna keep us like this?
TOBA: Silence!
JAMIE: Oh, if I could only get away from, this wall...
DOCTOR: Shush Jamie! I am trying to listen.
JAMIE: Oh, everyone wants me to shut up! Alright I will.

(Over at the other side of the room the Dominators are talking amongst themselves.)

RAGO: And if we are to use these Dulcians as slaves there are certain qualities you must look for. Obedience, strength, sufficient intelligence to make them of use, but not so much as to make them dangerous. Is that clear?
TOBA: Yes.

(Back at the examination wall.)

JAMIE: Ah...what are they saying?
DOCTOR: I think they're arranging for some sort of test.
JAMIE: Test? What for?
DOCTOR: I dunno. I thought I heard them mention the word intelligence.
JAMIE: Oh, you mean they're going to find out how clever we are?
DOCTOR: Yes... Or how stupid. I wonder which is the more important to them?


(The nose of the capsule dips as it begins to arc gracefully down towards the ground.)


ZOE: Will it take long to reach the Capitol?
CULLY: Reach it? We're there. Door to door service.

(The capsule neatly flies into a little capsule-shaped slot.)


(The Council Chamber is a cosily comfortable room in the main Capitol complex. All around it is decorated with sumptuous furnishings, computer consoles and well-maintained plants. Through a window the wide expanse of the city's architecture can be see shining in the mellow sunlight. On a central table sits a strange rolling device, possibly a futuristic kind of recreational drug, which consists of half a metal sphere set with a rod and a perspex disk. Deputy Director Bovem is entertaining a group of assembled politicians upon domestic matters.)

BOVEM: Oh very well then. It is agreed that the area in question be converted into an area for holiday and relaxation purposes. This is now agreed?

(There are murmurs of assent from the assembled politicians.)

BOVEM: Er, subject of course to the approval of Director Senex.
COUNCILLOR ONE: Oh I'm sure the Director will approve our decision, after all...
COUNCILLOR TWO: Has he sufficiently considered the case of the residents and the committee?
COUNCILLOR ONE: Oh I'm sure that...
BOVEM: Really gentlemen, we've been debating this matter for several months! I don't wish to hurry you, indeed, but at least...

(There is a chime and Bovem presses an intercom.)

BOVEM: Yes what is it?

(A cultured female voice pipes out of the speaker.)

SECRETARY OOV: Cully has arrived with the strangers.
SECRETARY OOV: They're here in the antechamber.
BOVEM: Ah yes. Well, you'd better keep them out there. Has the Director been informed?
CULLY OOV: No I will not stay here! I'm going in I want to see my father!
BOVEM: What is going on out there?

(Cully and Zoe burst into the chamber.)

CULLY: If you think that I'm going to stay out there for hours on end kicking my heels, you're very much mistaken Bovem!

(Bovem glances at Cully with delicate contempt for his brash behaviour, and extends a finger to the intercom once more.)

BOVEM: Will you tell the Director that his son has arrived?
SECRETARY OOV: Yes of course.
BOVEM: You realise, of course, that you've interrupted a most important meeting?
CULLY: Not nearly as important as the news I've got.
BOVEM: Oh really? And what adventure have you dreamt up for us this time? Who is this girl?
CULLY: Zoe, I met her on the island with two of her friends, they're coming on later.
BOVEM: Oh I see. Er, doubtless none of you have permits?
CULLY: Oh don't be stupid man, how could they have permits? They've come from another planet!

(Without a second thought he Councillors of Dulkis kick spontaneously into action as if someone had just yanked a pullcord in their backs.)

COUNCILLOR ONE: Oh nonsense, the existence of life on another planet was conclusively disproved!
COUNCILLOR TWO: Oh come now, in my opinion
COUNCILLOR ONE: By scientific...
COUNCILLOR TWO: It is perfectly possible that life does exist!
COUNCILLOR ONE: But, but but...

(Cully frantically holds his hands up in an effort to silence them.)

CULLY: Look, we don't have time for the usual Dulcian debate! Don't you realise what's happened?
BOVEM: And what's that?
CULLY: A space vehicle has landed.

(As if this were a cue, there is another rabble of voices and scornful laughter.)

COUNCILLOR TWO: A space vehicle?
COUNCILLOR ONE: Oh come on! Ridiculous!

(He laughs.)

BOVEM: Oh really Cully, you're wasting the Council's valuable time with these ridiculous stories! Just because you're the Director's son, does not mean...
CULLY: Hello father.

(Bovem hastily gets up from where he has been sitting.)

BOVEM: I am sorry Director Senex, I was not aware that...
SENEX: So I observed. I think it would be better if I were to speak to Cully and the young lady alone.
BOVEM: Of course, yes.
SENEX: Well wait in the antechamber.

(The politicians begin to bicker semantics amongst themselves again as they leave.)

COUNCILLOR TWO: I told you the commission specifically stated that there was life on other planets than this!

(They close the door after them.)

CULLY: Look father, I...
SENEX: Cully, do you enjoy being treated like a clown? And your name?
ZOE: Zoe.
SENEX: Well then Zoe, what were you doing on the island?
ZOE: Well nothing really, just looking around.
SENEX: But didn't you know it was dangerous?
ZOE: No... At least, not at first.
SENEX: Oh Cully! How can your conscience allow you to expose innocent and foolish people to such dangers?
CULLY: But I didn't take her to the island!
SENEX: Oho, nonsense I know all about "Cully's Adventures Unlimited."
CULLY: You know, but why didn't you..?
SENEX: Well you weren't doing any harm... At least we thought you weren't.
CULLY: But it's illegal.
SENEX: But to prosecute would have given you open publicity - and it wouldn't have reflected very well on me either.
CULLY: I see. Why can't I be treated as an individual and not always as the "son of the Director?"

(Senex sits wearily down in a nearby seat.)

SENEX: Now then young lady, tell me exactly what happened.
ZOE: Well, I landed with the Doctor and Jamie...
SENEX: In Cully's ship, yes?
ZOE: Cully? ...Oh no! We came in the TARDIS.
SENEX: Oh, what is that?
ZOE: It's an advanced craft for travel.
CULLY: Goes through time and space.
SENEX: I think this joke has gone far enough.
CULLY: There you are, I knew he wouldn't believe it.
ZOE: But it's true! You can ask the Doctor and Jamie, they'll be here soon.
SENEX: What do you hope to gain by this foolishness?
CULLY: But it's not! I told you when we spoke on the vision link! Three people have been killed, a spacecraft has landed, radioactivity has disappeared, and there are robots on that island. Now I may have a pretty inventive mind, but I wouldn't have dreamt up that lot, would I?
SENEX: And no doubt you will confirm all this?
CULLY: Er, well I haven't actually seen the spacecraft and robots...
SENEX: Ah! So we only have your word for it Cully. And experience has taught us how little that can be relied upon!


(The Doctor and Jamie are still on their wall as Rago And Toba put the finishing touches to a curious perspex box. Two hand-sized holes have been cut into the top, and it has been filled with various different shapes and corresponding slots. Before the box is a seat.)

JAMIE: What's he up to now?
DOCTOR: He's arranging some sort of intelligence test, Jamie.
JAMIE: You mean those wee shapes in that big box? What for?
DOCTOR: Yes, well, you have to put the right shapes into the correct holes, it's-it's quite simple.

(They watch Toba as he arranges the shapes.)

JAMIE: Oh well if that's all it is a-a kid of two could do it!
DOCTOR: Yes, that 's what's bothering me. It's too simple.

(The Doctor scratches his nose thoughtfully.)

JAMIE: Uh... You moved!
DOCTOR: I'm free, what about you?
JAMIE: Me too. Come on.

(Still side by side they begin to shimmy together to their right like two silent synchronised dancers, but they get a foot before the monitoring Quark lets out a double-burble. Toba joins the machine.)

TOBA: Well?
DOCTOR: What are you going to do with..?
TOBA: Quiet! Over there.

(The Doctor moves over to the box.)

TOBA: Sit!
DOCTOR: Well thank you.

(He sits at the box.)

TOBA: Attach force units.

(The Quark connects an arm to the side of the box.)

TOBA: Hands!

(The Doctor holds them up, as if Toba had ordered a fingernail inspection.)

TOBA: Through there!

(He points to the holes in the box.)

TOBA: Power.

(A hum of power from the Quark causes the Doctor to contort in agony, but doesn't remove his hands from inside the box.)

DOCTOR: Ooh-oh-oh!

(The power cuts out.)

TOBA: That will be repeated again at regular intervals until the puzzle is reassembled.
DOCTOR: Oh...oh no! Oh..oh..oh..ah.

(Toba ascends the upper level and watches.)

TOBA: Begin!

(From the other side of the room Jamie watches as the Doctor fumbles with the shapes.)

JAMIE: Hurry up Doctor!

(Another jolt surges forth.)

DOCTOR: Oh-ooh, ooh-ooh hands!

(Jamie stares in disbelief as the Doctor continues to get the puzzle wrong.)

JAMIE: No, the square bit not the star, the square bit in there!

(There is another jolt.)

DOCTOR: Aargh! Argh..oh!

(Toba has been watching in contempt, and studies his data.)

TOBA: Detach.

(The Quark unplugs and lumbers away and Jamie rushes to the Doctor's side. He is still woozy from the shocks.)

JAMIE: Doctor! Doctor. Now where's that..?

(Jamie searches the Doctor's pockets and extracts a vial. Uncorking it, he wafts it under his nose.)

JAMIE: Here. Sniff-sniff.

(The Doctor coughs and regains consciousness.)

JAMIE: Come away, come away from that fearful contraption. You alright?

(The Doctor glances at him slyly.)

DOCTOR: Yes I'm alright.
JAMIE: What were you up to? That puzzle was easy!
DOCTOR: An unintelligent enemy is far less dangerous than an intelligent one, Jamie.
DOCTOR: Just act stupid - do you think you can manage that?
JAMIE: Oh aye, it's eas...

(He notices the Doctor's smile and gives him a resigned look. On the dais Toba calls to a couple of Quarks.)

TOBA: Attach force units.

(The two robots lumber over and each attaches an arms either side of the circular seat that runs around the base of the dais.)

TOBA: You two over here. Sit!
JAMIE: Oh, thank you.
DOCTOR: Thanks. Oh.
TOBA: Power.

(There is a faint crackle from the Quarks.)

TOBA: Now, get up.

(The Doctor moves a foot towards the ground and yelps in pain as a shaft of electricity arcs into his shoe. He pulls back his leg, clutching his foot tenderly.)

DOCTOR: Oh-oh ooh!
TOBA: I said get up!
DOCTOR: Oh, but...

(As Jamie attempts to step down, he gets a shock too, and grabbing the Doctor's arm for support only succeeds in accidentally zapping him.)

JAMIE: Try this around here.

(Jamie points in another direction, but Toba's malicious face booms down from above them.)

TOBA: You are surrounded.
JAMIE: But then how do we get off?!
TOBA: There is a way, find it!

(Rago strides in.)

RAGO: Test complete?
TOBA: These creatures are useless!
RAGO: Strange.
TOBA: You question my report Navigator Rago?
RAGO: I find it at variance with what we already know.
TOBA: I don't understand...
RAGO: The weapons we saw earlier, could they have been devised by such apparent simpletons?
TOBA: You think that there were others?
RAGO: That we will find out. Message to fleet leader:
Materials readily accessible, fleet proceed to refuel. Investigating potential slave labour.

(A nearby Quark burbles and Rago sweeps by the Doctor and Jamie.)

RAGO: Come with me.
DOCTOR: But every time we try to get up, there's a...
RAGO: Jump!

(He looks at Jamie in apparent confusion.)


(Joining hands The Doctor and Jamie jump over the electrified portion of the floor.)

DOCTOR: Aargh... Oh.
RAGO: A simple circuit completed by your bodies, you obviously know little of electricity.
DOCTOR: Elec...elec...
RAGO: Are you such a fool? You have intelligent eyes. I will continue the test personally. Bring!

(The Quark herds them after Rago.)

DOCTOR: Alright! Er, we'll go...


KANDO: The strangers are a long time returning Balan.
BALAN: Yes. Doubtless searching the whole island in search of something that doesn't exist. Teel, have you found that graph?
TEEL: Yes sir.
BALAN: Show it me please.
TEEL: Well, er, it doesn't seem logical somehow, sir. We all know that there's been a steady uniform decrease in radiation during the past hundred and seventy-two years...

(A wavy line graph appears on the screen, ending in a sudden downward spike.)

TEEL: Now suddenly it's all disappeared.
BALAN: Well it has happened, therefore it is a fact. We now know that the effect of an atomic explosion lasts for a hundred and seventy-two years.
TEEL: But why sir?
BALAN: Oh I dare say our atomic experts can provide a reason. But it seems pointless to spend time searching for reasons to prove facts. A fact is a truth.
KANDO: But the spacecraft that Cully saw!
BALAN: Oh, there is no such spacecraft. Nor are there any robots.


RAGO: I said what is that?!
DOCTOR: Well...well, it's um, it's some sort of gun isn't it?

(He picks up the atomic-laser and begins to delicately play with it.)

RAGO: Explain it to me.
DOCTOR: Well I don't know that I...
RAGO: Firepower potential?
DOCTOR: Huh..?
RAGO: What does it do?
DOCTOR: Oh, oh I see. Well-well...guns kill people - is that what you wanted to know?
RAGO: Fire it.
DOCTOR: Oh well I-I don't think I...

(He gestures and the base of the gun, then the muzzle.)

DOCTOR: You have to put something into it first. And it er, it comes out here, er, as far as I remember.

(Rago snatches the gun and hands it to Jamie.)

RAGO: You. Fire it.
JAMIE: Oh I wouldn't know how it...
TOBA: Do as Dominator Rago says! Fire it!
JAMIE: Well I'll-I'll-I'll try. put a cork or something in-in there and something you...

(He absently swings around, the laser pointing dangerously at the Doctor.)

DOCTOR: Jamie! ...Jamie be careful.
JAMIE: Oh I'll get the hang of it Doctor.
DOCTOR: Jamie be careful!

(The Doctor swiftly snatches the gun away from Jamie.)

DOCTOR: We...we don't understand guns on Dulkis! We haven't used them for hundreds of years!

(Rago snatches the weapon and slowly levels it at the Doctor's horrified face.)

RAGO: So, you don't understand guns...

(There is a searing flash, a chunk of wall next to the Doctor's head melts into a sticky mass of molten metal.)

DOCTOR: Ooh oh-oh argh!
RAGO: Are you sure?
DOCTOR: Yes! It was the "Clever Ones" that invented them!
RAGO: "Clever Ones"?
DOCTOR: Yes! They-they lived long ago you see, there aren't many of them-them left. They stopped us using guns and things.
RAGO: There are two distinct types on this planet?
RAGO: How many of these "Clever Ones" are there?
DOCTOR: Well there are, there are not many of them left. We don't like them. They...they tell us what to do you see.
RAGO: Good, I see.

(He replaces the laser on its stand.)

RAGO: There is nothing to fear from these primitives, and the others sound as if they're pacifists.
TOBA: So they are useless.
RAGO: They have a small labour potential, nothing more.
TOBA: Shall I destroy them?
RAGO: No we must conserve power!
TOBA: But why must we...
RAGO: We have nothing to fear from these primitives so it would be a waste of energy to destroy them. Leave them!

(Rago turns back to the Doctor and Jamie.)

RAGO: Stay away from us and the Quarks.
DOCTOR: Oh yes sir!
JAMIE: Yes Master!

(They leave and the Doctor sighs, mopping his brow with a handkerchief.)

JAMIE: Am I glad that's over!
DOCTOR: Me too. They're a bloodthirsty lot these Dominators, aren't they?
JAMIE: Aye. What do you think they're after?
DOCTOR: I dunno. That message they sent... "Material readily accessible. Some sort of mineral deposits do you think?
JAMIE: And then-then-then this fleet of theirs would land, refuel and pick it up!
DOCTOR: Well what do they want the Dulcians as slaves for? They've got the Quarks.
JAMIE: Aye, nasty little beasties.

(He gazes through the doorway.)

JAMIE: Hey Doctor, they've gone. We'd better get back to that survey place, Zoe'll be wondering what's happening.
DOCTOR: Yes I think you're right.


CULLY: I've got to make them believe me - before it's too late.
ZOE: Well what are you going to do?
CULLY: Get some evidence. Will you come back to the island with me?
ZOE: Alright, but how do we get past the council out there?
CULLY: Through my father's rooms, come on.

(He leads Zoe away, then stops a moment.)

CULLY: We'll have to steal a travel capsule somehow, well I can manage that alright but...

(Cully eyes up Zoe.)

ZOE: Well what's the matter?
CULLY: Your clothes. Not exactly Dulcian are they?
ZOE: So?
CULLY: We'd attract too much attention, we'd never get past the capsule managers. Still, no problem. We can always fix you up with some Dulcian garments.
ZOE: Where from?
CULLY: Clothing dispenser unit - there's one in my father's rooms, come on.

(He takes her hand again and they walk off.)


(Balan ushers the Doctor and Jamie into the seats of travel capsule two as Kando and Teel stand by.)

BALAN: This will take you direct to the Capitol Doctor.
BALAN: Your young friend Zoe is already there.

(The Doctor eagerly climbs into the capsule, with a slightly reluctant Jamie behind him.)

DOCTOR: Oh yes!
BALAN: Director Senex is awaiting your arrival.
DOCTOR: Oh this is splendid! Hahaha!
JAMIE: Oh look Doctor, what is this?

(The door to the capsule hums shut.)

JAMIE: You know I hate being cooped up...
BALAN: Now perhaps we can get on with our work?

(Balan strides back into the survey unit, but Teel looks a little unsure.)

KANDO: What are you thinking?
TEEL: They seemed so positive that they'd seen robots.
KANDO: Yes, I almost believed them.

(Teel walks over to the sofa where Balan is sitting.)

TEEL: Balan we may be in great danger. Would it not be wise to check for ourselves?
BALAN: I can see I shall get no work from you two until you have got positive proof. Come along.


(Cully calls into the next room.)

CULLY: Hey, come on, nearly ready?
ZOE: Yes, just about.
CULLY: Good!
ZOE: I'm not sure I pressed the right button.

(She looks at the swimming costume and wispy translucent skirt in puzzlement.)

CULLY: Why not? It's not bad - even for an automatic machine.
ZOE: Well they're not very efficient garments are they?
CULLY: Well, at least you look more like a girl now.
ZOE: Oh I'm not sure, they feel impractical.
CULLY: Never mind, the main thing is that now you'll pass as a Dulcian. Let's go and get a capsule.

(They move off towards the Capitol's capsule bay.)


RAGO: Drill depth on fourth bore?
TOBA: Eighteen thousand.
RAGO: link feeds from your seismographic readings, inform explosive force, inquire time and depth. Feed into calculator now.
TOBA: Command accepted.

(A Quark burbles.)


(On the video-screen Balan, Kando and Tell are seen making their way across a dune.)

TOBA: Destroy?
RAGO: No, investigate.


(Kando and Teel look up and the immense silver bulk in wonder, but Balan just frowns.)

KANDO: It's enormous!
TEEL: So Cully was telling the truth!
BALAN: Was he?
KANDO: But Balan..!
BALAN: Where are the robots?
KANDO: Inside perhaps?


(On a video-screen Balan, Kando and Teel can be heard as they approach the ship.)

KANDO: Oh please may we go in?
BALAN: Oh very well.

(The internal door rises with a hum and the trio enter. They look around the vast chamber, but don't see anyone.)

KANDO: But it's empty!

(Balan's attention is drawn to a screen on the wall.)

BALAN: Look, there's a map of the island.

(A Quark moves out from a position by a wall to block their escape.)


(Rago and Toba appear.)

BALAN: are not Dulcians!

(The Quark bibbles, and Balan is sucked towards the seat face first, and sticks on his hands and knees.)

KANDO: Balan!
BALAN: I-I can't move!
KANDO: Oh what have they done?
RAGO: Stand quite still! You move over there.

(Teel backs away from the advancing Dominator.)

RAGO: Activate.

(A nearby Quark activates the force unit a second time and Teel is sucked towards the wall. Kando Screams.)

RAGO: Silence! Toba?

(Teel's wall slides horizontal and the scanner unfolds.)

TOBA: Attach force units.

(A Quark clips itself onto the machine.)

RAGO: These look different. Visor.
BALAN: Leave that boy alone!
KANDO: What do you want from us?

(Rago takes the visor from Toba and places it on his head.)

TOBA: Silence!
RAGO: As I thought, they are different. Greater brain power, two hearts. There are two distinct species on this planet.
TOBA: Dangerous?
TOBA: Then we might have the labour force we need after all.
RAGO: Yes, if there are more on the island. We will search.


(A travel capsule flies through the mist.)


(Cully chuckles to himself.)

ZOE: Well what's funny?
CULLY: I just thought, your friends are probably on their way back to the Capitol. We'll have passed them going the other way.
ZOE: I hope not!
CULLY: Oh it doesn't make much difference, we can always turn around long as those robots don't appear.


(The Dominators walk across the plain with three Quarks at their heels.)


CULLY: Hold on, deceleration. Another minute or two and we'll be at the survey unit.


(Toba and two Quarks enter the unit.)

TOBA: Record all technical data.

(The Quarks do two complete shuffling turns in unison.)

TOBA: Good! Follow.


(With the Survey Unit in the distance Toba moves from one Quark to the other two.)

TOBA: Recharge.

(The two robots open and close their folding arms a number of times with a prolonged electronic bibble.)


(Cully climbs out of the travel capsule and they both look around the empty room.)

ZOE: Where do you think everybody is?
CULLY: I dunno. Come on, out you get.


(Toba gazes up at the Survey Unit and smiles malevolently.)

TOBA: Destroy, destroy!

(Noisily powering up their weaponry, all three Quarks send volley after volley of force blasts towards the helpless Survey Unit in the distance.)


(Violent explosions burst all around Zoe and Cully, causing the building to sway giddily on it's foundations.)

ZOE: Cully, what's happening?!
CULLY: I don't know.

(He moves towards a console, but it explodes before he can get near. Zoe shrieks.)

CULLY: The door quick!

(He tries to swipe the control with his hand, but it fails to work.)

ZOE: Oh!
CULLY: It's stuck, it's stuck! We're trapped!

(Zoe screams as another explosion brings down the roof.)

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The Doctor
Patrick Troughton

Ronald Allen

Kenneth Ives

Frazer Hines

John Hicks
Gary Smith
Freddie Wilson

Quark Voices
Shiela Grant

Johnson Bayly

Arthur Cox

Giles Block

Felicity Gibson

Wendy Padbury

Walter Fitzgerald

Council Members
John Cross
Ronald Mansell

Alan Gerrard

Title music by
Ron Grainer and the
BBC Radiophonic

Script Editor
Derrick Sherwyn

Barry Newberry

Peter Bryant

Morris Barry

(C) BBCTV 1968

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