THE MIND
OF EVIL
BY
DON
HOUGHTON
EPISODE FIVE
1: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY
(VOSPER staggers out of the theatre, crying out in pain and firing at the machine. Again, there is a flare of light and the machine claims another victim.)
2: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE
(The DOCTOR and JO remain in their hiding place. Through the doors of the theatre, the machine dematerialises. The DOCTOR whispers to JO. She nods and the two cautiously get up and slowly start to make for the door. Hardly have they gone a few steps when the DOCTOR holds her back - the machine is materialising on its stand next to the process chair. Holding his head in pain, MAILER runs out from his hiding place, fires a shot and runs out of the theatre. Left behind, the DOCTOR and JO feel the mental assault from the machine beginning on them, however the attack ends as soon as it starts as once again the machine dematerialises from the room.)
JO: What happened! Why did it just...disappear?
DOCTOR: Well, we couldn’t have tempted its appetite.
JO: Why not?
DOCTOR: Well, I imagine it detected a higher concentration of evil in Mailer. There’s something to be said for a pure mind, after all, eh Jo?
JO: Look, I think we’d better get out of here before it gets back!
(She runs for the door.)
DOCTOR: Yes, all right, Jo! Jo! Wait a minute, wait!
(He more cautiously walks out of the room...)
3: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY
(...checking to make sure that they are alone but JO is the first to spot a familiar figure, still dressed in pyjamas and dressing gown and holding his head in pain.)
JO: Barnham! What are you doing here?
BARNHAM: Well, I was looking for you. I heard this noise and...
JO: It’s all right. We’re going to try and escape.
BARNHAM: I don’t understand?
DOCTOR: Look, we’ve got to stop the Master from launching that missile. Now come on, Barnham, you come with us.
JO: Come on! Quickly! Come on!
(The three run off.)
4: EXT. STANGMOOR PRISON
(A UNIT helicopter flies over the prison. Next to the pilot, the BRIGADIER scans the ground carefully.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Into radio.) Windmill 3-4-7 to Trap One.
5: INT. UNIT MOBILE HQ
(His call is received at UNIT’s mobile HQ. A large van fitted out with communications equipment and a curtained-off side office. Within the HQ are MAJOR COSWORTH, a moustached soldier with glasses and a UNIT sergeant. The BRIGADIER’S voice comes over the radio set whilst the two men are looking over a telex message.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (OOV: Over radio.) How do you read me? Over.
MAJOR COSWORTH: (Pointing to the telex.) Acknowledge that will you, Sergeant?
(COSWORTH goes over to the radio and switches it on.)
MAJOR COSWORTH: (Into radio.) Trap One to Windmill 3-4-7. Major Cosworth reading you loud and clear. Any results? Over.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (OOV: Over radio.) I’m over Stangmoor Prison now. No sign of the missile. Everything seems quiet and normal. Over.
MAJOR COSWORTH: (Into radio.) Are you going to land? Over.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (OOV: Over radio.) No, I don’t think so. I know I said it seems normal but I’m quite sure it’s not. I’ll continuing reece-ing for the moment. Over and out.
6: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. SIDE ROOM
(The DOCTOR, with JO and BARNHAM, looks through a peephole in a door to the outside.)
DOCTOR: Well, there doesn’t seem to be anybody about. Let’s take a look outside. (To BARNHAM.) You wait here for a minute.
(BARNHAM nods and the two step outside.)
7: EXT. STANGMOOR PRISON. COURTYARD
(The hear the noise from the helicopter and look upwards.)
JO: Hey look! It’s the UNIT helicopter!
(She starts waving.)
JO: Hey!
PRISONER: All right, you two - inside!
(They turn to see a prisoner pointing a gun at them. With a sigh, they step inside.)
8: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. SIDE ROOM
PRISONER: Move!
(The “reformed” BARNHAM is childishly concerned at this show of violence and gently steps in, trying to take hold of the gun.)
BARNHAM: Don’t hurt them...
PRISONER: Leave off, Barnham! (To the DOCTOR and JO.) I said move!
BARNHAM: I said don’t hurt them!
(BARNHAM grabs hold of the gun and gently but firmly starts to push the prisoner back. There is a brief and loud tussle which BARNHAM wins but the DOCTOR has to pull him back with an akido move. He pulls him back towards the exit door.)
BARNHAM: But they were trying...!
(He is interrupted as two more armed prisoners run into the prison.)
9: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNOR’S OFFICE
(An angry MAILER is on the telephone...)
MAILER: (Into phone.) What the hell do you mean “we loused things up”? You got your missile, didn’t you?
10: INT. HANGER OFFICE
(...to his “employer” who is in a small run-down office at the aircraft hanger.)
MASTER: (Into phone.) You left one of the UNIT people alive and he followed you here.
(He looks over to where an unconscious CAPTAIN YATES is tied to a chair.)
MASTER: (Into phone.) Fortunately he was caught.
MAILER: (OOV: Over phone.) Look, I don’t care about him. I want you back here right away!
MASTER: (Into phone.) That’s quite impossible. I’m far too busy preparing the missile for launching.
11: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNOR’S OFFICE
MAILER: (Into phone, his voice growing more impatient.) Look mate, I don’t care how busy you are - I want you back. That machine of yours has broken out. It’s wandering around the prison. It’s killed Lenny Vosper, it’s nearly killed me!
12: INT. HANGER OFFICE
MASTER: (Into phone.) That’s impossible, I can’t leave here now!
13: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNOR’S OFFICE
MAILER: (Into phone.) Now listen...my mob’s not staying on here while that thing’s on the loose. They’ll start running and I’ll be running with them.
14: INT. HANGER OFFICE
MASTER: (Into phone.) But you can’t! You’ll be caught!
MAILER: (OOV: Over phone.) Maybe...but just remember...
15: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNOR’S OFFICE
MAILER: (Into phone, threatening.) If I get caught - so do you. They’ll want to know where that missile is and I might just tell them. Now think about it!
16: INT. HANGER OFFICE
MASTER: (Into phone.) I see...all right, Mailer. I’ll come back.
MAILER: (OOV: Over phone.) That’s more like it.
(The MASTER slams the phone down and looks over to where CAPTAIN YATES still sits apparently comatose. He walks up behind him and spins the chair round.)
MASTER: All right, Captain, you can stop pretending to be unconscious now.
(YATES opens his eyes.)
CAPTAIN MIKE YATES: Why? Why...
MASTER: (Interrupting.) Why did I take the missile? I intend to use it.
CAPTAIN MIKE YATES: You’ll never be able to. It’s too complex.
MASTER: Nonsense!
(He spins the chair round so that YATES can see a bank of controls that has been installed in the hanger office.)
MASTER: This is childishly simple. Anyhow, I have all the technical assistance I need.
CAPTAIN MIKE YATES: Yes, I was going to ask you: about those soldiers?
MASTER: Hired mercenaries in fake uniforms. Everything’s a question of money nowadays, my dear Captain. Will you excuse me?
(He smiles and makes for the door but turns round before he leaves.)
MASTER: Oh, by the way, you’re probably wondering why you’re still alive?
CAPTAIN MIKE YATES: It did cross my mind.
MASTER: Well, in the event - in the highly unlikely event of UNIT finding us before the missile’s ready - you’d make a very useful hostage, remember that.
(The MASTER leaves and YATES immediately starts working at his bonds.)
17: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. GOVERNOR’S OFFICE
(The DOCTOR and JO are led into the Governor’s office by FULLER and two other prisoners.)
FULLER: Right, come on...
(MAILER is still sat at the desk.)
MAILER: Where did you find ‘em?
FULLER: Outside “B” wing. Waving to a helicopter.
MAILER: They what? Did it see them?
FULLER: No. I don’t think so. Anyway, it’s cleared orf now.
(MAILER catches sight of BARNHAM.)
MAILER: Get that zombie out of here! Get rid of him!
(FULLER shows BARNHAM the door. MAILER turns his attention to the DOCTOR.)
MAILER: I don’t know what we’re going to do about you...
DOCTOR: Look, Mailer, what...
(As he steps towards him, MAILER raises an automatic.)
MAILER: Back off!
(The DOCTOR stands still.)
DOCTOR: Mailer, why are you helping the Master?
MAILER: (Puzzled.) Helping who?
DOCTOR: The Ma...er, er, “Keller” or whatever he calls himself.
MAILER: Simple - I’m helping him because he’s helping me.
DOCTOR: Oh, what’s he promised you?
MAILER: Money...pardon...ticket to anywhere I like.
DOCTOR: You really think he’s going to keep those promises?
MAILER: Why not?
JO: He doesn’t care whether you live or die - he’s just using you!
MAILER: So he’s using me - I’m using him. You make me a better offer?
DOCTOR: (Thinks.) Oh, let us go and I’ll do the best I can for you.
(MAILER turns away momentarily, trying not to laugh.)
MAILER: Well, if that’s the best you can do, Doc, it really ain’t good enough. Now, wheel ‘em out.
FULLER: Right, come on.
(They are led out.)
18: INT. UNIT MOBILE HQ
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: I know exactly where that missile is - here.
(He points with his swagger stick to a point on a map laid out across a table in the main room of the mobile HQ. MAJOR COSWORTH looks at the map.)
MAJOR COSWORTH: Stangmoor Prison, sir?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: It all adds up. Benton saw a Black Mariah when the missile was ambushed and I saw the Doctor and Miss Grant. I’m convinced the Master has taken over the prison to use as a hideout for that missile.
(The BRIGADIER goes into his curtained-off office.)
MAJOR COSWORTH: And I assume we’ll be taking the place, sir? I’ll draw up an assault plan.
(He picks up another map.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (OOV: Within the inner office.) Major Cosworth?
(COSWORTH goes through.)
MAJOR COSWORTH: Sir?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Have you seen Stangmoor Prison?
MAJOR COSWORTH: No, sir.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Well, I’ve just been looking at it. It’s an old fortress - you’d need an army to get in there.
MAJOR COSWORTH: A fortress?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: That’s right.
MAJOR COSWORTH: I suppose there couldn’t possible be a secret underground passage or something?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (Smiles.) Good, Major, good! Is that a map of the prison?
MAJOR COSWORTH: Yes sir.
(They open the map on the BRIGADIER’S desk and look over it.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Yes, you’re right. It hasn’t been blocked off either. It probably leads to the old dungeons.
MAJOR COSWORTH: Huh, it’s rather like making a film, isn’t it, sir?
(The BRIGADIER looks sharply at him but before he can say anything, a radio message comes through in the other room.)
UNIT SOLDIER: (OOV: Over radio.) Greyhound seven to trap one. Greyhound seven to trap one.
MAJOR COSWORTH: Excuse me, sir.
(He goes into the other room and speaks to the soldier there.)
MAJOR COSWORTH: All right, I’ll take it.
(He picks up the microphone as the BRIGADIER joins him.)
MAJOR COSWORTH: (Into radio.) Go ahead, greyhound seven.
UNIT SOLDIER: (OOV: Over radio.) A black saloon car has just entered the prison gates, over.
MAJOR COSWORTH: (Into radio.) Thank you, greyhound seven. Maintain surveillance, over and out.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: It must be the Master. They wouldn’t let anyone else inside. Right, that settles it! We’re going to take that prison.
MAJOR COSWORTH: By using the underground passage.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Yes...and also by using the Trojan Horse!
19: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL
(The DOCTOR and JO are back in the cell, playing draughts. The hear voices outside the cell and JO looks up but the DOCTOR points her attention back down to the board.)
MASTER: (OOV: Outside cell.) I must say, you’re taking your time about this.
MAILER: (OOV: Outside cell.) Yes, well...
20: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. STAIRCASE OUTSIDE CELL
MAILER: (To FULLER.) Any trouble?
FULLER: Not a squeak out of them.
MASTER: All right. Open up, Fuller.
(FULLER does so and the MASTER and MAILER enter the cell.)
21: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL
(The DOCTOR and JO continue to look down at the board as their “visitors” walk in.)
MASTER: Doctor, I...?
(The DOCTOR holds up a hand.)
DOCTOR: Ssh, ssh, ssh, ssh!
(He moves one of his black pieces over one of JO’S red pieces and takes it.)
DOCTOR: There!
MASTER: Doctor, I...
(Now it is JO’S turn to waves for silence.)
JO: Shh!
(The MASTER’S eyebrows rise in surprise at this second “command”. JO moves one of her pieces over the remaining six pieces of the DOCTOR’S, taking them all. The DOCTOR sighs.)
JO: There!
DOCTOR: Yes, well the trouble with this game is that it’s too simple. In any case, I’m...I’m more used to playing three dimensional chess.
(He gets up and goes over to the bed and lies down. The MASTER does his best to hide his impatience.)
MASTER: All right, I’ve allowed you your little gesture. Now perhaps we can talk seriously?
DOCTOR: I suppose you’re going to ask me to control that machine of yours again?
MASTER: I am.
DOCTOR: Yes, well, I can’t. I’ve told you before - nobody can.
MASTER: You underestimate yourself, Doctor. You are perfectly capable of controlling it - for a time, at least.
DOCTOR: Well, even if I could - why should I help you?
MASTER: To save lives. Several people have died already.
DOCTOR: Yeah, most of them hard cases that were helping you.
MASTER: Very well then...to save one life.
(The DOCTOR looks at him in slightly amused condescension.)
DOCTOR: My own?
(The MASTER turns and looks pointedly at JO. She understands his meaning and jumps to her feet.)
JO: Don’t listen to him, Doctor. He’s just bluffing.
MASTER: Am I? Unless the Doctor does what I ask, Miss Grant, Mailer will shoot you - here and now.
(MAILER cocks his automatic pistol and aims it at her. The DOCTOR stands up, ready to take action, but realises that he has no choice. He thinks...)
DOCTOR: Well, it’s only a theory, but I think there may be one way to inhibit that machine’s power of movement.
MASTER: Well, now is your chance to put that theory to the test.
DOCTOR: Well where’s the thing now? Still wandering about?
MAILER: Gone back to the process chamber.
MASTER: Mmm, temporarily glutted, no doubt.
DOCTOR: Well, I shall need a lot of equipment, you know?
MASTER: Oh, Stangmoor Prison’s a very progressive place. The entire contents of the workshop’s at your disposal.
DOCTOR: All right, I’ll give it a try.
MASTER: Good.
(He goes to the door and knocks on it. The hatch opens.)
MASTER: All right, Fuller. Let us out, will you?
(The door opens and the DOCTOR and JO make for it but the MASTER holds JO back.)
MASTER: No, Miss Grant. You will stay here - as a guarantee of the Doctor’s good behaviour.
(He pushes JO towards the bed.)
MASTER: After you, Doctor.
(They leave the cell, the DOCTOR casting one look back at JO.)
MASTER: Satisfied, Mailer?
(MAILER is the last out. He blows JO a kiss as he leaves.)
22: INT. UNIT MOBILE HQ
(The BRIGADIER addresses two UNIT soldiers as COSWORTH stands behind him, ready to give his “valuable” input.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Now we shall, as you realise, be very considerably outnumbered. However, not all of our opponents will be armed and none of them will be trained soldiers.
MAJOR COSWORTH: And, of course, we shall have surprise on our side.
(The BRIGADIER gives him a sideways look but COSWORTH is oblivious.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Exactly...any questions?
MAJOR COSWORTH: No sir.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Right. Carry on.
(The BRIGADIER and COSWORTH go into the inner office.)
MAJOR COSWORTH: An excellent plan, if I may say so, sir. A very good chance of success.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: (With some sarcasm.) Thank you, Major Cosworth. I’m very relieved to hear that!
(There is a knock against the doorframe.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Yes?
(A fully uniformed SERGEANT BENTON enters the room and salutes.)
SERGEANT BENTON: Excuse me, sir.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Benton? What the devil are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in hospital.
SERGEANT BENTON: Well, yes sir, I...discharged myself. I’m all right now. I’ve just got a bit of a sore head.
MAJOR COSWORTH: Erm, I’ll just get on, sir.
(COSWORTH leaves the room.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: At ease, sergeant. Well, what do you want?
SERGEANT BENTON: I’d like to come on the assault, sir.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Benton, you’re supposed to be suffering from severe concussion.
SERGEANT BENTON: I know, sir, but it’s only a scratch, honest. And you said yourself, I’ve got a thick skull!
(The BRIGADIER smiles.)
SERGEANT BENTON: Anyway, I’d like a chance to get at the blokes who did it.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: All right. If you feel fit, you can take charge of the underground assault party. Major Cosworth will put you in the picture.
SERGEANT BENTON: Thank you, sir.
(The BRIGADIER returns to his papers but BENTON doesn’t move.)
SERGEANT BENTON: Sir, I...?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Yes?
SERGEANT BENTON: Well, I wondered if you’d had any news about Captain Yates, sir.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: I’m sorry, Benton, there’s nothing. Nothing at all.
23: INT. HANGER OFFICE
(CAPTAIN YATES succeeds in breaking his bonds. He rubs his sore wrists as he stands but, hearing footsteps outside, instantly retakes his seat, putting his arms behind him in an imitation of still being bound. He also lets his head fall forward. Within seconds, the door opens and a prisoner carrying a pistol enters. He goes up to YATES and bends down to examine him. YATES slams his foot down on the prisoners foot. He yells in pain and drops the pistol. YATES grabs him by the neck and throws him over to the floor. YATES makes sure he is unconscious and, grabbing the pistol, runs for the door. He looks both ways to make sure the way is clear and then runs off.)
24: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE
(The Keller machine sits quietly in its usual place in the process theatre.)
25: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. SIDE ROOM
(The DOCTOR, dressed in a white lab coat, fixes together a large coil of cable, some two feet in diameter. An impatient MASTER harangues him.)
MASTER: Look, Doctor, you must hurry! If that thing in there starts moving again...
DOCTOR: (Interrupts.) I’m well aware of the urgency of the situation, thank you.
(The MASTER sighs and goes to the door leading onto the main gallery. The DOCTOR picks up his handiwork.)
DOCTOR: Right.
(He turns to the door where the MASTER is still stood, his back to him.)
DOCTOR: Excuse me, will you?
MASTER: Oh.
(The MASTER moves out of the way. The coil is the end of a long piece of cable which trails across the floor. The DOCTOR turns and points to the floor.)
DOCTOR: Oh, would you mind bringing that plug with you, please?
MASTER: Oh, right.
(The MASTER bends down to pick up the object as per the polite request.)
DOCTOR: And the coil.
MASTER: Yep.
DOCTOR: Thank you
(The objects collected, they leave the room.)
26: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY
(They cross the gallery.)
MASTER: Look, tell me, what precisely do you intend to do?
DOCTOR: I’m going to try throwing this coil over that machine in there - if I can get close enough to it without being killed.
MASTER: Oh, I see. Well, what can I do to help.
DOCTOR: Well, I want you to operate these controls here and switch on to full power when I call out.
(The DOCTOR indicates a free-standing junction box device on table. The MASTER looks over it.)
MASTER: This is very ingenious.
DOCTOR: If all goes well, it...should set up an electric current in the coil alternating on much the same frequency as the Beta rhythms of the human brain.
(The MASTER plus the end of the cable into the box.)
MASTER: And you think that’ll deal with it?
DOCTOR: I don’t know. I think it’ll confuse the creature enough to, er, take away its power of movement anyway.
MASTER: Well, I hope you are right.
DOCTOR: So do I.
(The DOCTOR reaches for some heat-resistant gloves and starts putting them on.)
DOCTOR: Now switch it on now, will you? Bottom one.
MASTER: Right. Well...?
(The MASTER passes him a plastic face shield.)
MASTER: Good luck to you, Doctor.
DOCTOR: Thank you.
(The DOCTOR dons the shield and picks up the coil of cable.)
DOCTOR: Right, you know what to do?
MASTER: Yes.
(The DOCTOR carries the coil over to the doors of the process theatre. He looks at the MASTER to make sure he is ready and kicks the door of the process theatre open. As the MASTER turns his attention to the junction box, the DOCTOR enters the room.)
27: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE
(He has barely gone a few yards when the machine springs into life. Small explosions burst from the coil as the DOCTOR approaches his target. He feels the mental assault starting and sees images of past enemies as he again hears the Dalek battle cry. An Ice Warrior, Slaar, A Zarbi appear before him.)
DALEK: Exterminate! Annihilate! Destroy!
(His face creases in pain as he sees he sees a Silurian and a Cyberman.)
DALEK: Exterminate! Annihilate!
(He forces the coil nearer the machine as Koquillion and a War Machine appear, followed by an Ice Warrior, a Dalek, a Zarbi, a Silurian, Slaar and a War Machine.)
DALEK: Destroy! Exterminate!
(He manages to slam the coil into place as a Cyberman and an Ice Warrior make another appearance. He cries out, almost in pain...)
DOCTOR: Now!
DALEK: Annihilate!
DOCTOR: Now!
DALEK: Destroy!
28: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY
(Outside, the MASTER strains as he forces a switch on the junction box. With an effort he manages to move it across the groove on the front of the machine.)
29: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE
(The energy in the coil starts to slowly overcome the machine. The DOCTOR however still seems to be held in its grip.)
30: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY
(The MASTER pushes the switch to its fullest extent...)
31: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. PROCESS THEATRE
(...and the machine finally returns to its dormant state. The DOCTOR, somewhat exhausted, throws off his face shield and gloves and makes for the door.)
32: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY
(The MASTER too sighs at the effort but recovers his presence of mind to stand beneath the upstairs gallery and shout...)
MASTER: Mailer! Mailer!
(The DOCTOR, divested of his lab coat, comes out of the process theatre. He leans against the staircase rail.)
MASTER: Well, Doctor. Congratulations.
(The DOCTOR doesn’t notice a figure coming down the stairs behind him.)
DOCTOR: It won’t hold it for long, you know. That thing’s intelligent. Soon it’ll work out what happened and find a way to deal with it.
MASTER: Then you’ll have to work out something better, won’t you? Now, take the Doctor back to his cell, Mailer.
(The DOCTOR looks round in surprise but quickly feels the end of an automatic placed against his neck.)
MAILER: Let’s go.
33: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. STAIRCASE OUTSIDE CELL
(FULLER and another prisoner get up as they hear MAILER and his captor returning down the staircase. One of the prisoners points to the door that FULLER is opening. The DOCTOR is about to walk through, but remembering his earlier treatment, turns as MAILER again raises his gun to club him down. The DOCTOR gently shakes his head in warning and enters the cell.)
34: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL
(JO is waiting. The DOCTOR sits on the bed as FULLER shuts the door.)
JO: You all right, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Yes, thank you, Jo, fine, fine.
JO: Did you fix the machine?
DOCTOR: Yes, temporarily.
JO: You look tired.
DOCTOR: I am...physically and mentally.
(He lies down on the bed. JO strokes his hair.)
JO: Hey, how about some food? Do you think they’ll let us have any?
DOCTOR: I doubt it. Not after what happened last time.
JO: I’ve had nothing to eat all day. I’m starving.
DOCTOR: Well, we shouldn’t have thrown our breakfast at them, should we?
(JO stands up at this reminder.)
JO: Breakfast! Hey, wait a minute.
(She finds some discarded food on the floor.)
JO: I knew they wouldn’t bother to clear up.
(She brings a piece over to the DOCTOR.)
JO: Here you are.
DOCTOR: Oh...no thanks, Jo, you have it. I...I’ll do without food for a while.
JO: No, we’ll share it...and there’s some water in the jug over here.
DOCTOR: Oh, all right.
(The DOCTOR takes the morsel of food as JO pours out two mugs of water. She hands one to the DOCTOR. He laughs gently.)
DOCTOR: Cheers.
JO: Cheers.
DOCTOR: Hmm!
(They drink and nibble at the food.)
DOCTOR: Did I ever tell you about the time I was in the Tower of London?
JO: No?
DOCTOR: No?
JO: No.
DOCTOR: Well, I shared a cell with a very strange chap called Raleigh.
JO: Raleigh?
DOCTOR: Yeah...Sir Walter Raleigh.
JO: Oh!
DOCTOR: Mm, he got into some trouble with Queen Elizabeth - Elizabeth the first, that is. He kept going on about this new vegetable of his he’d discovered, you see, called the potato. One day, he sat down, pointed a finger at me...
35: EXT. STANGMOOR PRISON
(A transit van approaches the main gate of the prison. The door opens and a delivery man dressed in brown overalls and a cloth cap gets out - it is a disguised BRIGADIER. He goes up to the gate and presses the bell. As he waits, nonchalantly whistling, the back door of the van opens and armed UNIT troops start to climb out. The BRIGADIER watches them out of the corner of his eye and presses the bell again. After a moment, a PRISONER - dressed as a warder - steps out of the gate house.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Morning mate! Provisions.
MAIN GATE PRISONER: What?
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Provisions. Nosh, food.
MAIN GATE PRISONER: Back gate.
(One of the UNIT troops, hidden at the back of the van, is about to step forward but another signals for him to wait.)
MAIN GATE PRISONER: You leave it at the inner gate. You can’t come in ‘ere.
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Oh, it won’t go in there, mate, me van’s too big.
MAIN GATE PRISONER: You’ll have to clear off then.
(The PRISONER is about to walk away.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: ‘Ere wait a minute - I ‘ve got a weeks supply of food in there - and booze for the Governor. Am I supposed to go back and tell them you don’t want it? They’ll think you’re barmy.
(The PRISONER considers.)
MAIN GATE PRISONER: Hang about.
(He speaks into his walkie-talkie.)
MAIN GATE PRISONER: (Into radio.) Main gate ‘ere. I’ve got a big provisions lorry. Do I let it in?
PRISONER: (OOV: Over radio.) Yeah, okay. But I want him out of here fast.
(The MAIN GATE PRISONER turns to the BRIGADIER.)
MAIN GATE PRISONER: Drive up the main courtyard - unload there. We’ll give you a hand. The, er, “chief” wants you out of here quick as possible.
(He walks away.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Don’t worry. The less time I spend in there, the better.
(The BRIGADIER rubs his hand and walks back to the van.)
MAIN GATE PRISONER: Okay, open up.
(The BRIGADIER looks at the back of the van and climbs into the drivers seat. The van starts up and moves forward, the troops behind it crouched down and keeping pace. As it passes the MAIN GATE PRISONER and one of his compatriots, they are clubbed to the ground. Once inside the inner courtyard, the van speeds up and then comes to a halt. The BRIGADIER gets out, as do more troops from the back.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Come on - out!
(Divested of more of his assault force who runs into position, he gets back into the van and drives on. Elsewhere in the prison wards, SERGEANT BENTON’S troop, having successfully gained entry by the secret passage, climb a steep series of steps to a gate tower. Unspotted, they go through the gate and through a doorway. Meanwhile, the BRIGADIER’S van stops in the inner part of the prison. He is met by two prisoners - one of them in a warder’s uniform. The BRIGADIER gets out.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: The back’s open.
(The two prisoners walk round to the back of the van. The remaining troops in the van immediately rush out firing. At the front, the BRIGADIER gets out a megaphone and starts to speak...)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: This is Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart of UNIT. This prison is now in military hands. Th...
(The megaphone is shot out of his hands by a prisoner on the roof-top but he is no match for the professional soldier who whips out a hand-arm and shoots the convict down.)
36: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL
(The noise of the assault reaches the DOCTOR and JO who listen at the cell door.)
JO: It seems to be right inside the prison.
DOCTOR: Yes, I only hope they gain complete control before Mailer starts killing the hostages.
JO: So do I!
DOCTOR: Mmm?
(He gets the real meaning of what he has said.)
DOCTOR: Oh, yes!
37: EXT. STANGMOOR PRISON
(Back outside, the BRIGADIER and his troops dodge round parked vehicles - including BESSIE - shooting down rooftop snipers as they go. The BRIGADIER spots another....)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: There!
(...who is dealt with by a UNIT soldier as the BRIGADIER fires in another direction. Using the cars as cover the UNIT troops join in an exchange of fire with the prisoners. One of the UNIT troops on the battlements is hit and falls to the ground. Elsewhere, BENTON and his troops make their stealthy way to the heart of the prison hearing the gun battle taking place. He waves them on. There are casualties on both sides as the firing continues. As one set of troops throw grappling hooks over a wall, another prisoner in a gateway fails to see a UNIT soldier behind him. As he turns, he is shot and falls with a cry. The UNIT troops with the grappling hooks scale the walls. Despite the professionalism of the soldiers, the battle is by no means one-sided and men on either side are shot down. Eventually, the BRIGADIER is the only one of his section left sheltering behind the parked vehicles and he shoots down his only extant opponent. He runs to the gateway which leads to the outer ward.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: Come on!
(A UNIT jeep drives through.)
BRIGADIER LETHBRIDGE STEWART: I’m going to find the Doctor!
(He runs off as the jeep halts and more troops climb out.)
38: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. CELL
(The DOCTOR and JO jump back as the cell door is opened. An armed MAILER enters.)
DOCTOR: Ah, come to give yourself up?
MAILER: Now shut up and listen - you want to stay alive? You’ll do exactly as I say.
DOCTOR: Well?
MAILER: You’re going to help me get out of here. Walk out of here and tell those friends of yours that either I get out or I’m going to chop you down. All right?
JO: They won’t listen.
MAILER: Too bad for you if they don’t, now come on, move!
(They walk out.)
39: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. STAIRCASE OUTSIDE CELL
MAILER: And remember - no heroics. I can get out with either one of you - up!
(He waves them up the stairs and they start to climb, the DOCTOR in front, JO next and MAILER behind.)
40: INT. STANGMOOR PRISON. MAIN GALLERY
(They come out onto the upper gallery and start to descend to the ground floor. Suddenly JO throws herself backwards, pushing MAILER off his feet.)
JO: Now Doctor!
(But MAILER is too quick and grabs JO round the neck aiming his gun at the DOCTOR.)
MAILER: That’s you___. I warned you! I only need one of you!
(MAILER cocks the trigger, aims...and a shot rings out.)
Dr. Who
JON PERTWEE
The Master
ROGER DELGADO
Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
NICHOLAS COURTNEY
Jo Grant
KATY MANNING
Captain Mike Yates
RICHARD FRANKLIN
Sergeant Benton
JOHN LEVENE
Mailer
WILLIAM MARLOWE
Major Cosworth
PATRICK GODFREY
Barnham
NEIL McCARTHY
Fuller
JOHNNY BARRS
Main Gate Prisoner
MATTHEW WALTERS
Title Music by
RON GRAINER and
BBC RADIOPHONIC
WORKSHOP
Incidental Music
DUDLEY SIMPSON
Film Cameramen
MAX SAMETT
Film Editor
HOWARD BILLINGHAM
Action by
HAVOC
Visual Effects
JIM WARD
Script Editor
TERRANCE DICKS
Designer
RAY LONDON
Producer
BARRY LETTS
Directed by
TIMOTHY COMBE
COLOUR
© BBC 1971