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DOCTOR WHO
THE INVISIBLE ENEMY

Written by
Bob Baker

Part Two

(Overlap from 'Leave it to me')

[INT. Titan Base corridor]

(We get a clearer view of the DOCTOR with hand sprouting long green hairs. He hears the voice internally.)
VOICE [OC]: Destroy. The reject must be destroyed. Kill. Kill.
DOCTOR [OC]: (internally) I can't. I won't.
VOICE [OC]: You must.
DOCTOR: Leela.
LEELA: Doctor!
(She starts toward him eagerly but then sees the weapon and halts.)
DOCTOR: Leela, I can't stop it.
(She ducks down in the corner of the hallway, and the red blast passes above her head. The DOCTOR grabs his gun arm with his other hand as he continues to fire. He hunches forward, then turns away, as he attempts to resist.)
DOCTOR: Got to fight it. Got to fight it.
(He falls to his knees. The DOCTOR is now a bent and defeated figure on the floor.)
LEELA: Doctor, what's wrong?
(He pitches forward, dropping the gun, and is still. The hairs fade away.)
LEELA [OC]: (approaching him) Doctor, what was all that?
DOCTOR: (looking at his hand) I'm fighting for my mind. Whatever it was that attacked Safran and the others is also affecting me.
LEELA: Why not me?
DOCTOR: Perhaps becau-. Oh! I can feel it gathering strength to attack again.
LEELA: The evil one?
DOCTOR: Some kind of organism that attacks the mind, the intelligence. It's trying to take me over, Leela.
LEELA: No!
DOCTOR: It's trying to change me.
LEELA: (taking his hands) Doctor, please.
DOCTOR: I need help. I must withdraw into myself, save strength.
(He releases her hands. His breathing slows, and he closes his eyes. He looks serene in this unmoving pose.)
LEELA: Why not me?
(Gun still in hand, she runs down the corridors behind him, leaving the DOCTOR seated on the floor.)

[INT. Titan Base airlock]

(SAFRAN presses the button at the 'AIRLOC'. LOWE approaches him from around a corner, prompting SAFRAN to raise his weapon.)
LOWE: No, wait. Contact has been made.
(We can now see that he has silver-green scales around his eyes.)
LOWE: We are one, Safran.
SAFRAN: Then why pursue me?
LOWE: For the purpose. (turning away) The Doctor has not yet succumbed to the power of the Nucleus. You will prepare the tanks for incubation. They do not suspect me yet. I will stay with them to guard the Nucleus and to destroy the reject.
(The savage in question runs through the base at full pelt.
We return to LOWE, who grabs a pair of goggles from SAFRAN.)
LOWE: Give me those. Get down!
(SAFRAN obeys as LOWE puts on the goggles.)
LEELA: (entering) Did you get him?
LOWE: Yes, but he almost got me. My eyes caught a flash from his blaster.
LEELA: Come with me. The Doctor's ill, very ill. He told me to get help.
LOWE: But there are no facilities here.
LEELA: Well, where, then?
(The other two leave, and then SAFRAN rises.)

[INT. Titan Base corridor]

(LEELA leads the way to the DOCTOR, who still appears catatonic.)
VOICE [OC]: (internally to LOWE) You must protect the host.
LOWE: (rushing forward) The nearest place is the Centre for Alien Biomorphology, but that's in the asteroid belt.
LEELA: We'll take the TARDIS. Doctor, we're taking you somewhere to get help, but we need the TARDIS. Now, where are we going?
LOWE: The Bi-Al Foundation, asteroid K four zero six seven.
LEELA: What are the co-ordinates? Doctor, what are the co-ordinates?
DOCTOR: Vector one nine, quadrant three. Seven four three.
(As he continues speaking, LEELA and LOWE help him up and guide him toward the TARDIS.)
LEELA: Seven four three eight zero zero.

[INT. Bi-Al Foundation]

(The foundation facilities are built into an asteroid, which has windows all over its surface. There is a large red cross on the side of the asteroid and an antenna at the top. Facing us is a launch point for emergency medical transport.
Inside, white-garbed medics have a patient on a white gurney in a white room. We see that the gurney is next to the TARDIS, so the identity of the figure, wrapped in gold cloth, becomes apparent. Two medics wheel him down a corridor and place his gurney below a lighted panel on the wall of level 2X. One of them presses a button, and the panel rotates outward and rises. It is a hood above a surface onto which they transfer the DOCTOR. The hood panel lowers, and the two workers wheel the gurney away.
Meanwhile, LEELA sits, arms crossed, at a desk, where a female receptionist in a bright green jacket, transparent face shield, and gloves is entering data.)
WOMAN: Patient's name?
LEELA: Er, just the Doctor.
WOMAN: Place of origin?
LEELA: Gallifrey.
(The information is being typed onto a screen above her, superimposed over a three-way image of the Doctor's face - right, front, and left.)
WOMAN: Ireland?
LEELA: Oh, I expect so.
WOMAN: Thank you. That's all we need for now.
LEELA: But where is he?
WOMAN: Level X4, Isolation, being datalysed.
LEELA: Being what?
WOMAN: Datalysed. Treatment is already underway. Are you next of kin?
LEELA: Oh, no. Uh, yes. Uh, I don't know. I expect so.
(LOWE enters the reception area and stands next to her.)
LOWE: Where's the Doctor?
LEELA: They've taken him away to level X4.
LOWE: X4?
WOMAN: Isolation. What's your trouble?
LOWE: Blaster flash. Accident.
WOMAN: Eye section straight through. They'll deal with you there.
LOWE: (to LEELA) I'll find you later.
(He follows the directions, heading past the reception desk.)
LEELA: Can I be with the Doctor?
WOMAN: Not until Professor Marius has had a chance to examine him.
LEELA: Marius?
WOMAN: He's our specialist in extraterrestrial pathological endomorphisms.
LEELA: Oh.
WOMAN: Wait over there, please.
(LEELA stands.)

[INT. Isolation ward]

(A strip of paper emerges from the 'mouth' area of a metal stylised dog's head. We pan back and see that this is part of a dog-shaped mobile computer and the paper has been taken by a man who gives the impression of being high-strung and Germanic.)
MARIUS: Blithering idiots, the pair of you! This man is in a self-induced coma. There's absolutely nothing wrong with the fellow. (walking over to a table, on which the DOCTOR lies) Oh, look at him. He's probably one of those good-for-nothing spaceniks. Now, why have I been sent for? Tell me that, hmm. Why? Complete and utter waste of time.
(He crumples up the strip of paper and throws it down in annoyance, as the green-garbed NURSE he has been taking to task looks on. The mobile computer is warbling again, as his other assistant, PARSONS, bends down in front of it to collect a second slip of paper. while MARIUS heads for a door.)
PARSONS: Excuse me, sir.
MARIUS: What, what, what, what, what?
PARSONS: (looking at the paper) K9 indicates that the, the patient is not a member of the human race!
MARIUS: Nonsense.
PARSONS: Well, see for yourself. (standing and handing MARIUS the paper) Look, two hearts. Symbiotic, self-renewing cell structure.
MARIUS: Is this right, K9?
(The dog-like computer speaks.)
K9: Affirmative, Master.
MARIUS: Is he now? (at the bedside) Point of origin?
K9: Beyond the solar system.
MARIUS: Thank you, K9.
K9: Master.
MARIUS: Nurse, let's get an encephalograph out on him, hmm?
(The NURSE operates controls, and the examination table slides beneath a scanner head. K9 makes more noises.)
MARIUS: Well, well, what is it?
K9: Unidentified viral-type infection with noetic characteristics, at present seated in the mind--brain interface and therefore having no ascertainable mass or structure, Master.
MARIUS: Interesting. Most interesting. It isn't every night that we come up with a brand-new infection, is it, Parsons?
PARSONS: No, sir.
DOCTOR: (sitting up) Hello.
MARIUS: Good evening.
DOCTOR: Find anything?
MARIUS: Not yet, my boy, but we will, we will.
(He presses the DOCTOR back onto the table. On the side of the scanner device, the three-way picture of the DOCTOR's head, with ID details, pops up.)
MARIUS: Ah, Doctor, I see.
DOCTOR: (sitting up) Yes. What have you found?
MARIUS: Cataleptic trance?
DOCTOR: Yes.
MARIUS: Self-induced?
DOCTOR: Yes.
MARIUS: Ha! Why?
DOCTOR: Self-preservation. Whatever it is I'm suffering from seems to thrive on intellectual activity.
MARIUS: Oh, I see. You mean that the harder you think, the more of a grip it seems to take?
DOCTOR: Yes. Non-thinking is the only way to shake it off, but I can't stay mindless for eternity, can I?
MARIUS: Oh, no, I take your point, I take your point. Now my computer here-
DOCTOR: Ah. Hello.
K9: Hello.
DOCTOR: How are you?
MARIUS: He... Well, he seems to think that it's noetic in character. That means it's only detectable during consciousness.
DOCTOR: I know what 'noetic' means.
MARIUS: I'm sorry.
DOCTOR: Mind--brain interface.
MARIUS: Well, if it exists.
DOCTOR: Yes! But of course. How stupid. That's why it attacked the TARDIS computer first. It was showing the greatest amount of mental activity. I was just idling, so to speak.
MARIUS: When was this?
DOCTOR: When we were first attacked. We were on our way to Titan. I assumed it was just a static build-up. Then when I checked the computer, it jumped into my mind, and that explains why Leela was...
MARIUS: Hmm?
DOCTOR: Why Leela was unaffected. Have you met Leela?
MARIUS: No.
DOCTOR: She's all instinct and intuition.
MARIUS: Oh.
DOCTOR: That's why the virus rejected her. Of course. I begin to see it all now.
MARIUS: Well, it's possible, it's possible. Was anyone else exposed to it?
DOCTOR: Yes. The entire crew on Titan. Well, one exception. The supervisor, man called Lowe.
K9: Supervisor Lowe has been seen in the eye section.
MARIUS: Are you sure?
K9: Affirmative.
(The DOCTOR lies down again.)
MARIUS: Are you sure that he was the- (noticing that the DOCTOR is back in the coma) Oh. Oh dear. He's gone again. I want him kept under constant observation. See to it, K9. Full monitoring.
K9: Affirmative, Master.
MARIUS: Now let's see if we can find this chap Lowe, just in case he's a carrier. (he leaves) Come along, Parsons.
PARSONS: Coming, sir. (He follows.)

[INT. Eye section]

(A large picture of an eye is on the door. LOWE is lying back on the examination table when the OPHTHALMOLOGIST steps in and approaches him.)
OPHTHALMOLOGIST: How did this happen?
LOWE: Accident. On Titan.
OPHTHAL.: Accident? What sort of accident? Well, let's have a look at you.
LOWE: Certainly.
(He raises the goggles and turns to the OPHTHALMOLOGIST. Energy forks out as before.)
OPHTHAL.: Contact has been made.

[INT. Isolation ward]

(LEELA is on level X4. She sounds out the symbols on the sign and heads down the corridor, with the gun ready. Past some pillars is a door marked 'ISOLAYSHUN WARD'.
We see the DOCTOR within, with K9 at his bedside. The DOCTOR's table moves along under the scanner. We then hear the door open, and LEELA enters.)
LEELA: Doctor!
K9: Negative, negative, negative. No entry, no entry.
LEELA: Look, whatever you are, I-
K9: I am K9, and I am warning you.
LEELA: (pointing the gun at K9) Look, I came to see the Doctor. I arrived with him!
K9: I too have offensive capability. You have been warned. Retreat, retreat. Patient in total isolation. Contagion risk. Retreat, retreat.
(MARIUS steps in and dismissively pushes the gun away.)
MARIUS: Who are you?
LEELA: I am Leela.
MARIUS: Ah, yes, of course. The Doctor's, erm, aide.
LEELA: I think so.
MARIUS: K9, memorise. (he gestures to LEELA) Friend.
K9: Memorised. Friend.
LEELA: Is that tin thing something to do with you?
MARIUS: That tin thing is my best friend and constant companion. He's a computer. You see, on Earth, I always used to have a dog. (bending down) But up here, the weight penalty, well, just not possible. So I had K9 made up. He's very useful. He's my own personal databank. He knows everything that I do. Don't you, K9?
K9: Affirmative. And more, Master.
MARIUS: (standing and sighing) I'm afraid there's not much I can tell you about the Doctor yet. You know, I should like to have you scanned and datalysed, just to see why you're immune. You see, if we can isolate that factor, we can inoculate against it. You get it?
LEELA: Sorry?
MARIUS: Yes, perhaps it is a matter of intelligence.
(PARSONS enters, in a hurry.)
MARIUS: Right. Well, what about this Lowe chap?
PARSONS: He was in the eye section, sir, but now he's disappeared. And the consultant.

[INT. Corridor]

(The OPHTHALMOLOGIST has LOWE on a gurney and is wheeling him through the halls. Both are sporting face scales now. Two MEN step into the corridor and walk along in front of them.)
LOWE: Who are they?
OPHTHAL.: Doctors. Cruikshank and Hedges.
LOWE: Get them here.
OPHTHAL.: Cruikshank? Hedges? Interesting case here. (with his back to the doctors as they turn) Come and have a look.
(The two men start walking toward them. LOWE holds out his arm in front of his eyes.)
DOCTOR 1: What is it?
LOWE: Now!
(LOWE lowers his hand, and the OPHTHALMOLOGIST turns. Energy forks attack the two doctors. LOWE's brow is furrier now, by the way.)
DOCTOR 1: Contact has been made.
DOCTOR 2: Contact has been made.
LOWE: (getting off the gurney) A place has been found, most suitable for our purpose. Titan is being prepared as a hive. Meanwhile, our duty here is twofold - to guard the Nucleus, which is in the mind of one called Doctor, and to make contact with the best minds. When we leave for incubation on Titan, all rejects will be destroyed.
OPHTHAL.: Do you understand?
DOCTOR 1: We understand.
DOCTOR 2: Contact must be made.
LOWE: For the purpose.
(They continue down the corridor in a group for now.)

[INT. Isolation ward]

(LEELA's table moves under the scanner.)
MARIUS: Virus contamination would seem to be instant and total. If there's anything unique in her metabolism, the scan will detect it.
K9: Negative on immunity, Master.
MARIUS: There must be something!
PARSONS: What if there isn't?
MARIUS: But he's our only guinea pig. He's the only one with any resistance to it. I can't allow him to be taken over like those poor devils on Titan. No, if there's no immunity factor in Leela, I will just have to operate.
(Our contagion vectors head down the corridor.
We now see the DOCTOR back under the scanner. The NURSE is on the other side of the bed.)
MARIUS: No anaesthetics, but keep them handy. K9, monitor the brain. If he shows signs of emerging from the coma, warn me immediately. Otherwise, the shock might kill him.
K9: Affirmative, Master.

[INT. Corridor]

VOICE [OC]: Lowe. Lowe, I am endangered. The host is threatened.
LOWE: We must act before it is destroyed.
(The group continue forward.)

[INT. Isolation ward]

(There is another shuttle hanging in space within the lightning clutches of the gaseous neuron entity.
We then return to MARIUS, who is working on the DOCTOR when a WOMAN's face appears on the screen in front of him.)
WOMAN [on screen]: Emergency, all stations. All stations, emergency. Shuttle approach on collision course. Out of control. All medical personnel, stand by. Emergency. Emergency.
MARIUS: Now? Why now?
PARSONS: We'll have to go, sir. (He heads for the door.)
MARIUS: Yes, yes, I know we have to go. K9, stay in charge. You stay with him. No-one is to come into contact. Have you got that? No-one.
LEELA: All right.
K9: Affirmative.
(MARIUS leaves, with the NURSE just behind him.)
MARIUS: Come along, Parsons!
PARSONS: Coming, sir.
(The shuttle is spinning out of control and hits the side of the Bi-Al asteroid. The asteroid shakes, and the DOCTOR falls to the floor. LEELA is shaken but alert enough to notice the DOCTOR crawl back onto the table. Alarms are beeping.)
DOCTOR: What was that?
LEELA: There's been a crash. A shuttle. They've gone to help.
K9: On level below. This level now completely cut off.
DOCTOR: What!
(We see a semi-collapsed corridor where PARSONS, MARIUS, and the NURSE are clearing away hunks of debris.
The two affected doctors are walking along a corridor when LOWE and the OPHTHALMOLOGIST approach them.)

[INT. Level X2]

OPHTHAL.: That way is blocked.
LOWE: We have to get to level X4. There must be other ways.
DOCTOR 1: The service shaft, here.
DOCTOR 2: It will take longer.
LOWE: Then hurry.
(They climb into the illuminated patient-transfer compartment on level X2.)

[INT. Isolation ward]

WOMAN [on screen]: All available personnel to X3, to X3 accident zone.
DOCTOR: What? (to LEELA) I don't think that was an accident.
LEELA: Why?
DOCTOR: It must be something to do with whatever's in my head. (to K9) Can I have a word with you? (to LEELA) Where are you going?
LEELA: I think I'm needed elsewhere. (She leaves.)
DOCTOR: K9. Cloning techniques. Give me a rundown, state of the art so far.
K9: Cloning. Cloning is replication, making a copy of an individual from a single cell of that individual. Clones. Clones retain characteristics of original organism.
DOCTOR: Go on, go on.
K9: Successful experiments first carried out in the year thirty-nine twenty-two.
DOCTOR: Thirty-nine twenty-two. Oh, good.

[INT. Level X3]

(MARIUS is examining a body in a spacesuit on the level of the crash, X3. The face exhibits marks of the virus.)
MARIUS: If these two unfortunates have contracted the virus, we must assume that they all have. But if we attempt treatment, the disease will spread like wildfire and wipe out the entire foundation. Everybody back. Clear the area. Get everybody out of here. I want the whole section cryogenically cocooned until we find out more about the nature of this virus. Get out the helium pumps.
MAN: Yes, sir.
MARIUS: Parsons, come with me.

[INT. Level X4]

(LEELA is next to the isolation ward door, firing at the virus vectors as they emerge from the service shaft.)
LOWE: Destroy her! That's the reject!
LEELA: Reject yourself.

[INT. Isolation ward]

(The DOCTOR is lying down again.)
DOCTOR: Hurry, K9, hurry.
K9: At present, cloning procedure is possible but unreliable.

[INT. Level X4]

(LEELA is joined by MARIUS. She turns to him as she remains with her gun arm braced behind the column she is using for shelter.)
LEELA: It's Lowe. He's got the disease. Get inside quick. I'll cover you.
(She runs forward to the next column, while MARIUS, PARSONS, and the NURSE run for the ward door.)

[INT. Isolation ward]

(The three medics run into the room.)
K9: Replicants do not maintain their existence for long because of possible unsolved psychic stress problems.
DOCTOR: How long? How long?
K9: Longest recorded clone life ten minu-
MARIUS: Ten minutes, fifty-five seconds.
DOCTOR: Professor Marius, could you clone me?
MARIUS: Certainly. The Kilbracken technique is very simple, but it's a circus trick. It's of no medical value.
DOCTOR: Could you clone me now?
MARIUS: Now?
DOCTOR: Yes. Because if you don't clone me now and the virus gets to me, it'll take the whole centre with it.
(LEELA tosses her knife onto the floor behind her. In response to this feint, LOWE gestures for CRUIKSHANK and HEDGES to head in the direction of the noise. This gives LEELA the chance to somersault into the isolation ward. The blaster shots miss her.)
LEELA: Can't hold them off anymore. Out of ammunition.
MARIUS: K9?
K9: Master.
MARIUS: Ka lay lee!
K9: Affirmative.
(K9 makes a noise. As the mechanical dog heads noisily out of the room, we notice a little protuberance from the 'muzzle' and a 'K-9' on the creation's opposite side panel.)
LEELA: What does that mean?
(We hear energy weapons outside.)
MARIUS: He knows.
(He returns to work.)

[INT. Level X4]

(The affected individuals are being kept at bay by K9. One tries to advance, but a red beam lances out from K9's 'muzzle' and hits him low in the gut. He falls. LOWE and the OPHTHALMOLOGIST are around the corner.)
LOWE: We'll never get through this way. Is there a visiphone?
OPHTHAL.: In my office.
(They both head in another direction.)

[INT. Isolation ward]

(MARIUS and the NURSE are preparing, with a tray of equipment.)
DOCTOR: Hurry, Marius. Hurry.
MARIUS: Now, you must realise, Doctor, this is not in any real sense a clone but a short-lived carbon-based imprint, a sort of three-dimensional photograph.
DOCTOR: Leela. I shall need Leela.
MARIUS: Leela? Why? Why Leela?
LEELA: What does he mean he needs me?
MARIUS: Ah, it must be because you are immune. I think he wants you cloned as well.
LEELA: But what will happen to me? The real me?
MARIUS: Nothing. Nothing at all.
LEELA: But you said it was just short-lived.
MARIUS: (he takes her blood as he explains) Oh, yes. A permanent clonal copy is theoretically possible, but it would take years to achieve, because of the experiential gap. Now, you see, in this way, we manage to transfer both heredity and experience, but the transfer is unstable.
LEELA: What?
MARIUS: (taking the petri dish away) Well, it means that your photocopy twin will deteriorate and expire after a maximum life of ten or eleven minutes.
LEELA: Oh, well, in that case, if you do not mind, I will not stay to see her.
MARIUS: Just as you wish.
LEELA: Oh, Professor?
MARIUS: Yes? Now what?
LEELA: If you need me, I shall be with K9.
MARIUS: Yes, yes, yes, yes.
(LEELA leaves. MARIUS continues to work. We can see that the DOCTOR's face sports silvery grey hairs and scales. MARIUS goes behind a door to a windowed cubicle with the two time travellers' petri dishes. He returns to the DOCTOR. After some rhythmic flashes in the cubicle, the forms of LEELA and a non-scaly DOCTOR slowly appear behind the window. They walk out. The cloned DOCTOR, version 2, heads for the door to the outside.)
MARIUS: Doctor, where are you going? (DOCTOR 2 looks at him and then moves again) Where are you going?
DOCTOR 2: Just you trust me, Professor. Just trust me.

[INT. Level X4]

(He walks past LEELA. She is on her haunches next to K9.)
LEELA: Doctor? Which one was that?
K9: That was the Doctor 2.
LEELA: Can you explain?
K9: Affirmative. The Kilbracken cloning technique replicates from the single cell as a short-lived carbon copy. Efficacy of individuation not completely guaranteed.
LEELA: (knocking on K9's head) Can you explain simply?
K9: Negative.
(This leaves LEELA glum.)

[INT. Eye section]

(LOWE, the OPHTHALMOLOGIST, and another, all with hairy eyebrows now, walk up behind a MAN who is arranging an examination table.)
OPHTHAL.: Medic.
(The MAN turns. Energy lashes out from LOWE's eyes.)

[INT. Isolation ward]

(The DOCTOR, face covered in silver-grey hair, is strapped to the table.)
VOICE [OC]: Release this body. You cannot prevail. I am the one. It is my purpose. It is my destiny. Let me go, you fools.
NURSE: Shall we sedate him?
MARIUS: (holding one of his hands) Not yet, not yet.
PARSONS: But the danger of contagion, sir.
MARIUS: No, Parsons, we would all have caught it by now.
(We see LEELA 2 waiting in the cubicle.)
PARSONS: But if the Doctor's right, sir, and the virus has intelligence, there must be some reason for choosing him.
MARIUS: Yes, yes. I think we could be dealing with some kind of leader.
VOICE [OC]: My purpose. You must not delay my purpose. The place of the hive is ready. Release me!
(DOCTOR 2 emerges from the TARDIS with a metal box of controls.)
LOWE [on screen]: Professor Marius, listen to me. You must release the Doctor.
MARIUS: Never!
LOWE [on screen]: I warn you. We are in control of the entire centre. If you do not do as I say, I shall destroy your foundation!

[INT. Level X4]

(LEELA sees the bottom half of a scarf-wearing man walk past in the opposite direction from earlier.)
LEELA: That was Doctor 2.
K9: Affirmative.
(She gives a slight smile.)

[INT> Isolation ward]

LOWE [on screen]: You have two minutes in which to decide. Either give us the Doctor or your foundation will be wiped out.
(DOCTOR 2 hurries in.)
MARIUS: Ah, Doctor, what are you doing? We've just had an ultimatum.
DOCTOR 2: Don't you worry, Professor. If this doesn't work, the whole place'll be destroyed anyway.
MARIUS: What is it?
DOCTOR 2: It's a relative dimensional stabiliser. RDS.
PARSONS: What does it do?
DOCTOR 2: It's part of a TARDIS control system, the part that allows me to cross the dimensional barrier. It's quite simple, really. It means I can change shape, large or small, as I wish. (to LEELA 2) Yes. Won't keep you a moment.
LEELA 2: Why have I been left-
(He closes the door to the cubicle and attaches the unit to the cloning system.)
DOCTOR 2: Now listen, Professor. You operate the RDS. We'll be reduced to micro-dimensions. You'll then scoop us both up and inject us into my master print there. Any questions?
MARIUS: Yes. Why are you taking Leela?
DOCTOR 2: Because she's immune and because she's a huntress.
MARIUS: Of course, of course. Well, get on with it. There's not much time. Is there anything that we can do meanwhile?
DOCTOR 2: Yes. Just stay here and hope we come back with the antidote. And Professor?
MARIUS: Hmm?
DOCTOR 2: When we emerge, we'll be coming out through the tear duct.
MARIUS: Right. Good luck.
DOCTOR 2: Thank you.
(MARIUS closes the cubicle door after DOCTOR 2. He switches the system on. Flashing begins.
At the doorway, LEELA looks inside and speaks to K9, beside her.)
LEELA: K9, do I really look like that?
K9: Affirmative.
(She doesn't seem happy about this. We then watch as the clones become steadily smaller. When they apparently are small enough, MARIUS turns a control and ends the process. PARSONS passes him a syringe, into which he draws the micro-dimensioned clones inside the chamber. He steps out again. PARSONS hands him the needle attachment, and MARIUS steps up to the DOCTOR.)
MARIUS: Well, here we go.
(He exposes the area below the DOCTOR's right ear. He then turns in response to the incoming visiphone broadcast.)
LOWE [on screen]: Your time is up. Surrender the Doctor!
MARIUS: Pleasant journey, Doctor.
(MARIUS performs the injection, and the micro-clones head downward into the DOCTOR.)

The above notes, transcription, etc. by Anna Shefl

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