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DOCTOR WHO
TERROR OF THE ZYGONS

Written by
Robert Banks Stewart

Part Two

(Overlap from 'No. No, I'll be right over')

[INT. Fox Inn]

(On the other end of the line, the DOCTOR has heard the scream.)
DOCTOR: Sarah! (There is no answer, and he rushes out.)
BENTON: What's happened?
BRIGADIER: Mister Benton, get to the sick bay.
BENTON: Right, sir.
(He exits, and the BRIGADIER picks up the telephone handset and begins dialling.)

[INT. Sick bay]

(We are looking at Harry's empty bed.)
LAMONT: No, I was only gone for a few minutes. When I got back, he'd disappeared. But the window was open.
DOCTOR: And no Miss Smith?
LAMONT: No. Doctor Sullivan was beginning to talk. I thought she ought to hear. She was nowhere to be found in the corridor, so I went over to Hut 4.
DOCTOR: (with his head out the window) Mister Benton?
BENTON: Doctor?
DOCTOR: Get some men over here, and search the area.
BENTON: Right. (He leaves.)
DOCTOR: He might be wandering on the moors. Where's the telephone?
LAMONT: I'll show you.

[INT. Sick bay corridor]

LAMONT: I found the receiver hanging on its cord. I thought it odd at the time.
DOCTOR: No-one else on duty?
LAMONT: Only me.
DOCTOR: (opening a door a little further in) Where does this lead?
LAMONT: Through there is the decompression unit for our divers, but it's always kept locked.
DOCTOR: Ah.
LAMONT: I'll try the dispensary.
(She leaves, and the DOCTOR heads in the opposite direction. He waits for a moment and then starts back toward the decompression unit.)

[INT. Decompression area]

(Peering through the slats of the blinds within the outer room, the DOCTOR sees SARAH in the decompression chamber. He gives the heavy sliding door a heave and enters.)
DOCTOR: (approaching the whimpering SARAH huddled on the ground) Sssssh. It's only me, it's only me.
SARAH: Oh, thank goodness. I was talking to you, and this thing, it just suddenly appeared. I- Doctor, look!
(She refers to the door, which is closing. Visible beyond it is an orange face, slightly split down the middle, with bulbous forehead. The valve to seal the door is turned by orangey hands as the DOCTOR tries in vain to open the door. The ZYGON opens the doors to the control cabinet and begins turning the wheels within.)
SARAH: What's that noise?
DOCTOR: I don't know, but that's not the air conditioning.

[INT. Spaceship control room]

(A door rises, and HARRY is ushered into the room. He gawps at the banks of organic controls bathed in creepy green and red lighting.)
HARRY: What in the name of...? What, what is this place? Why have you brought me here?
BROTON: (in a whispery, echoey voice) You could be of value.
HARRY: What are you?
BROTON: I am Broton, warlord of the Zygons.
HARRY: Zygons?
BROTON: A name that humans will learn to fear.
HARRY: Where have you come from?
BROTON: Centuries ago, by your time scale, our craft was damaged. We landed here to await rescue. Recently, we learned that our world had been destroyed in a stellar explosion. We can never return.
ZYGON: So now we must make this planet ours.
HARRY: But why? I mean, why must you take-
ZYGON: All resistance will be crushed. We shall change the destiny of Earth. Observe.
(A wobbly mushroom-like organic control is activated, whereupon the monitor shows a large scaly creature swim past. We hear a ringing signal as it does so.)
BROTON: In your terminology, human, the ultimate weapon.

[INT. Decompression chamber]

SARAH: Doctor, I can't breathe.
DOCTOR: Shut up, and save your breath.

[INT. Spaceship control room]

(An establishing shot shows the ship underwater. Etched into its skin are patterns similar to those on a circuit board.)
HARRY: How did you bring that creature to the Earth?
BROTON: As an embryo. The Skarasen is our life source. We Zygons depend upon its lactic fluid for survival.
HARRY: Mammals? If that thing's destroyed, then you die too.
BROTON: None of your puny human weapons can affect the Skarasen. Our technology is supreme.
HARRY: Our nuclear missiles-
BROTON: Would be mere pinpricks. We have converted the Skarasen into an armoured cyborg of devastating power. Nothing can stand against us. Nothing!

[INT. Decompression chamber]

DOCTOR: Keep looking into my eyes. Keep looking into my eyes. You don't need to breathe. Do not breathe. Do not breathe. You feel no pain. No pain. You feel nothing. You understand? Nothing. You feel nothing.
(His echoing words finished, the DOCTOR gently closes SARAH's eyes. He then makes an echoey howling sound, closes his own eyes, and freezes in place.)

[INT. Fox Inn]

BRIGADIER: (at desk) Corporal?
CORPORAL: Sir?
BRIGADIER: I'm still waiting for that liaison report. You're still in touch with the Coast Guards?
CORPORAL: Sir.
BRIGADIER: Right. I want a twenty-four-hour watch kept on every inch of this coastline.
CORPORAL: Sir.
BRIGADIER: If the Doctor's right, if there is some sort of sea monster out there attacking the rigs, we've got to be ready for anything.
CORPORAL: Sir.
BRIGADIER: It could decide to come inland.
CORPORAL: Sir.
BRIGADIER: Can't you say anything else but 'sir'?
CORPORAL: Sorry, sir. Fletcher's squad have reached McNab Point. They're setting up a listening watch now.
BRIGADIER: Good. Any news of the Doctor yet?
CORPORAL: No, sir. Hey.
(Vapour is entering the room. Its source is the gap under an internal door.)
BRIGADIER: What the devil?
(The main door is locked. They cannot open it. Both cough and collapse as the gas reaches them.)

[INT. Decompression unit]

(BENTON looks through the slats of the blinds.)
BENTON: Here! They're in here! We've got to get this door open.
(Opening the cabinet, he turns the wheels. We hear air.)
BENTON: Find the others. Tell them we've found them.
(BENTON opens the door to the chamber.)

[INT. Decompression chamber]

(The DOCTOR is still frozen in place, mouth open.)
BENTON: Doctor! Doctor?
(The DOCTOR finishes a long, slow exhalation.)
DOCTOR: (sotto) It worked, Mister Benton.
BENTON: (sotto) What worked?
DOCTOR: (sotto) Why are you whispering?
BENTON: What worked, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Oh, just a trick I picked up from a Tibetan monk. (as BENTON looks toward SARAH) Don't touch her. It could be fatal to break the spell incorrectly.
(He gently touches SARAH's neck. Her head flops forward, and then she wakes up with a gasp.)
SARAH: What happened?

[INT. Fox Inn]

HUCKLE: Brigadier? (seeing the two within the room unconscious) What the-?
HUCKLE: (checking on the men and trying to rouse them) Brigadier! Brigadier!
(He hears a roaring from outside.
Meanwhile, in the mists, a UNIT SOLDIER with rifle steps forward cautiously. He too hears a roaring, and he turns his head. He sees the head of the Skarasen, baring its fangs.
Back with HUCKLE and company, we see that SARAH has returned.)
BENTON: I just don't get it. Everyone in the village is affected. They seem to have been drugged or something.
DOCTOR: Gassed.
HUCKLE: Gassed?
DOCTOR: (examining the BRIGADIER) Yes, some kind of nerve gas. Affects the higher consciousness.
HUCKLE: Will he be okay?
DOCTOR: Oh, yes.
SARAH: But who? I mean, why would anyone want to knock out the entire village?
BENTON: It just doesn't make any sense.
DOCTOR: Yes, it does. Someone or something wanted to pass this way unseen. You still on duty, Mister Benton?
BENTON: Well, yes, I am.
DOCTOR: Then get outside and scout around.
(SARAH smiles as BENTON leaves.)
DOCTOR: Is it possible?

[INT. Spaceship control room]

(The door rises, and in steps a ZYGON.)
ZYGON: Commander Broton, the Doctor and the female human have just driven into the village.
BROTON: Explain!
ZYGON 2: I don't understand, Commander. They were dying when I left them.
BROTON: Then you left too early.
DOCTOR [on blobby-edged monitor with veins at the edges]: It's all right. You're going to be all right.
HUCKLE [on blobby-edged monitor]: Doctor?
DOCTOR [on blobby-edged monitor]: Yes?
HUCKLE [on blobby-edged monitor]: I brought this over to show to the Brigadier. What do you make of it?
DOCTOR [on blobby-edged monitor]: Interesting. Where did you get it?
HUCKLE [on blobby-edged monitor]: It was found amongst the wreckage.
BROTON: They have the trilanic activator! It must be recovered. Take the human out, and prepare him for use.
HARRY: (as the two ZYGONS take him out via the door) Where are you taking me?
(BROTON turns back to the monitor.)
DOCTOR [on blobby-edged monitor]: Mister Huckle, this is a signal device.
HUCKLE [on blobby-edged monitor]: For this thing you reckon is chewing up the oil rigs?
DOCTOR [on blobby-edged monitor]: Correct.
BROTON: You are too clever, Doctor. Clever and dangerous.

[INT. Corridor of spaceship]

HARRY: Where are you taking me?
ZYGON: We need your body print.
HARRY: My what?

[INT. Body-print hall]

(HUMANS stand in compartments within alien machinery. Organics extend down over their faces. One wears a nurse's uniform, another a kilt.)
ZYGON: Selected humans provide us with body prints, a Zygon device that is beyond your understanding.
HARRY: Are they dead?
ZYGON: No.
(The gloating ZYGON presses a button in the machinery, and the organics lower over the face of the kilted man, who has a full beard.)
ZYGON: See this one? A worthless creature known as the Caber. Now watch.
(Dumbfounded, HARRY, still disoriented from his injury and surroundings, watches as the ZYGON's visage is transformed. He now looks human and has a familiar beard and kilt, still visible on the man behind him.)
HARRY: That's impossible.
CABER: We have the power (in Scottish accent) to turn ourselves into replicas of your unpleasant form whenever it is necessary.
(The gobsmacked HARRY looks back and forth between the human and the doppelganger.)

[INT. Fox Inn]

(The DOCTOR stares at the signalling device, which sits on a map on the table.)
DOCTOR: If one of these was clamped to each of the rigs about to be attacked... Ah! Perhaps it emits some kind of primaeval mating call.
HUCKLE: Hee. Just after I got here, I heard some kind of animal bellowing out there.
SARAH: What kind of animal?
HUCKLE: (laughing) I didn't see it, Miss Smith, and I can tell you, I didn't go looking.
DOCTOR: If my theory is correct, we're going to have to handle this very, very carefully.
HUCKLE: Yeah, well, if there's anything I can do...
DOCTOR: No, thank you, Mister Huckle. This could be very valuable. You've done enough, thank you.
HUCKLE: Okay. Well, watch yourself, Doctor, hey? You too, Miss Smith.
SARAH: Don't worry.
HUCKLE: You guys all right?
CORPORAL: Yeah, better.
SARAH: Hey, he's coming round.
(As HUCKLE leaves, the BRIGADIER wakes and stands.)
BRIGADIER: Ah, Doctor, there you are. What was I doing on the floor?
DOCTOR: You've been asleep, Brigadier.
BRIGADIER: Asleep? Impossible. I was on duty. There are times, Doctor, when you do talk absolute nonsense. Excuse me.
(As the BRIGADIER walks off, SARAH and the DOCTOR laugh.)

[EXT. The moors]

(The body of the soldier we saw earlier is being covered by BENTON and a SOLDIER.)
BENTON: I've never seen anything like that before. Go and fetch the Doctor and the Brigadier.
(BENTON remains on guard.)

[INT. Spaceship control room]

DOCTOR [on blobby-edged monitor]: Right, you take us there. Sarah.
SARAH [on blobby-edged monitor]: Yeah?
DOCTOR [on blobby-edged monitor]: You stay here in case Harry turns up.
SARAH [on blobby-edged monitor]: Right.
DOCTOR [on blobby-edged monitor]: Come on.
BROTON: Excellent. Now the female human is alone.

[EXT. The moors]

(The DOCTOR is examining the body. The BRIGADIER stands beside him.)
BRIGADIER: Exactly what could have caused injuries like that, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Something very big and very heavy.
BRIGADIER: And very savage.

[INT. Fox Inn]

(SARAH is typing. The top of the paper reads 'ANOTHER BERMUDA TRIANGLE? /Sarah Jane Smith reporting'. A shot of the device on the table leads back to her.)
SARAH: Harry!
HARRY: (at the door, sans bandage) Hello.
SARAH: What do you mean 'hello'? Are you all right? What happened to you?
(He picks up the signalling device.)
HARRY: (sounding distracted) Nothing. I escaped.
SARAH: Escaped? Escaped from where? What do you-? Where are you going with that?
HARRY: The Doctor asked me to collect it.
SARAH: Did he? When did you see him?
HARRY: It's not important. (He turns to exit.)
SARAH: Hey, just a minute. Harry!
(She grabs his arm, and he hits her. He leaves and starts running down the road.)

[EXT. Village in Tulloch]

SARAH: (following him) Harry! Come back! Harry!
(She decides he is too far away for her to catch, and she runs in the other direction.)
SARAH: (to three UNIT soldiers) Quick! It's Harry. We've got to stop him. Quick.
(All four of them begin running. HARRY runs into a farmyard.)
SARAH: Harry! Harry! Harry! Look, we've got to find him. Let's split up. (She chooses the direction in which he has gone.)

[INT. Barn]

(HARRY climbs into the hay mow. He kicks into some buckets there.
SARAH hears the noise and enters the barn.)
SARAH: Harry?
(She starts climbing the ladder as he looks out.)
SARAH: Harry?
(HARRY grabs a pitchfork. As he thrusts it at her, she dodges. The second time, she screams and moves a little. On his third attempt, his thrust sends him past her and onto the ground below. She sits up and looks below. There is now a gasping ZYGON expiring on the ground.)

[INT. Spaceship control room]

(The real HARRY, within a body-print compartment, gasps and then slumps.)
BROTON: Strange. The response monitor on the human indicates autonomic reflex.
ZYGON: Impossible.
BROTON: Unless something has happened to Murdlar. Test the synchron response.
ZYGON: There is no synchron response, Commander.
BROTON: Murdlar has been eliminated! Immediate molecular dispersal! He must not be taken. Immediate dispersal!

[INT. Barn]

(The body vanishes. SARAH runs in with the SOLDIERS. There is nothing there.)
SARAH: But it was there!

[INT. Fox Inn]

(The DOCTOR is examining the signalling device.)
DOCTOR: Yes, but how does it work? If we knew that, at least we'd be able to destroy it. Still, thanks to you, we've still got it.
SARAH: Yeah. You know what worries me is how they, whoever they are, whatever they are, knew we had it.
DOCTOR: Meaning?
SARAH: Meaning I think we're being watched.
DOCTOR: Yes. You know, Brigadier, it does seem as if they know our moves in advance.
BRIGADIER: A spy? You're not suggesting that one of us is really one of them?
DOCTOR: Why not? It's possible. We now know they have the power to turn themselves into facsimile human beings.
SARAH: Like Harry.
DOCTOR: Yes. (sotto) I think it's more likely they've got some form of electronic surveillance.
BRIGADIER: A bug?
DOCTOR: Ssssh. A bug.

[INT. Spaceship control room]

BRIGADIER [on blobby-edged monitor]: Mister Benton!
BENTON [OC]: Sir!
BRIGADIER [on blobby-edged monitor]: I want every part of this building checked for bugs. Understand?
BENTON [on blobby-edged monitor]: Right, sir.
BROTON: UNIT and the Doctor must be destroyed, totally destroyed. Program the Skarasen to attack.
ZYGON: Is that wise, Commander? If we reveal our presence on this planet-
BROTON: I will not tolerate argument!

[INT. Fox Inn]

(The signalling device is moving across the table by itself. SARAH notices this.)
SARAH: Doctor? It moved! I saw it move!
(The signal begins.)
DOCTOR: Of course. Part artefact, part organic! She's right, Brigadier.
BRIGADIER: Is that its signal?
DOCTOR: Yes.
SARAH: And that means that this thing, whatever it is, is on its way?
DOCTOR: Yes.
BRIGADIER: I see. Well, I'd better get our machine gun set up.
DOCTOR: Machine guns may not be enough, Brigadier.
BRIGADIER: Then what do you suggest?
DOCTOR: There's only one course still open to us. I'll try and draw it off while you get a fix on its activating signal. We must find its base, Brigadier.
(He picks up the alien device.)
BRIGADIER: Right, Doctor. Corporal, get that cha-
SARAH: You're taking an awful risk, Doctor. You don't know how fast this thing can move.
DOCTOR: It doesn't know how fast I can move.
(The DOCTOR gets into a UNIT Land Rover and drives off down the road.)

[EXT. The moors]

(The Land Rover comes to a stop. The DOCTOR gets out to check under the bonnet, and he hears a roar. After one more attempt to start the vehicle and one more roar, he gets out and begins running. We see the Skarasen. Behind a small hill, he hears the signal and reaches into his pocket. The device adheres to his hand, and he cries out. He shakes his hand but cannot remove it. He begins to run again as the Skarasen bellows.)

[INT. Fox Inn]

CORPORAL: (with headset) The signal's coming from inland, sir. Bearing two three zero.
BRIGADIER: (measuring this out on the map as SARAH watches) Two three zero. And the other bearing was?
CORPORAL: One six five, sir.
BRIGADIER: One six five. That makes it just about here. (he marks the spot) About six or seven miles from here. Loch Ness.
SARAH: The monster?

[INT. Spaceship control room]

(We see the large creature, jaws open, follow the small figure of the running DOCTOR. He falls back into the heather.)
BROTON: (watching the DOCTOR on the monitor) Destroy him! Die, Doctor, die!
(The Skarasen opens its mouth wide in a roar and looks down.)

The above notes, transcription, etc. by Anna Shefl

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