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DOCTOR WHO
UNDERWORLD
Written by
Bob Baker and Dave Martin
Part Four
(Overlap from 'What do you think, Jackson?')
[EXT. Mine]
(Behind the cart as it is tipped out, we see the DOCTOR and LEELA clinging to its edge. TALA enters the area at this point, shooting a GUARD. JACKSON and ORFE hop out of the rear cart and rush forward with IDAS.)
JACKSON: Cover him!
TALA: Captain.
JACKSON: Go on, Tala. Forward, Tala.
(The remaining GUARD presses a red button on the wall, and an alarm starts to sound.)
JACKSON: Withdraw!
(He and IDAS pull the DOCTOR and LEELA out, freeing them from the dangers of the crusher.)
JACKSON: Come on, pull! There we are.
[EXT. Cave]
(Leaving the commotion behind, they return to the waiting TROGS and K9.)
DOCTOR: Quickly now. Stay calm. Everybody stay quite calm. Calm. K9, back to the ship. Check all the systems.
We're leaving in a hurry.
K9: Affirmative.
DOCTOR: There must be another way back to the Oracle. Jackson? (quietly) Jackson, can you and the crew hold them off?
JACKSON: We'll certainly mount an attack, Doctor.
DOCTOR: Good. Leela?
LEELA: Hmm?
DOCTOR: You come with me.
LEELA: I'm staying to fight.
DOCTOR: You'll come with me. Idas, you too. Have you got the sword?
IDMON: Now, take care, son. Take care.
DOCTOR: Jackson. Right, Jackson.
JACKSON: Ready. Now!
[EXT. Tunnel]
(Those with shield guns begin exchanging fire with the GUARDS in the tunnel. Meanwhile, the DOCTOR, LEELA, and IDAS circle behind them.)
JACKSON: Forward.
RASK: Security. They're driving us back.
DOCTOR: This way.
LEELA: No.
DOCTOR: What?
LEELA: Something's there.
DOCTOR: What?
(He gestures to a large grille at the side of the tunnel.)
DOCTOR: Where does that lead?
IDAS: I don't know.
(He bends to investigate as the distant sounds of weapons fire continue. We cut to several GUARDS, who soon run past the grille. The DOCTOR, LEELA, and IDAS are nowhere to be found.)
[INT. P7E]
RASK [OC]: They are too strong for us! I need reinforcements.
TARN: Hold them. You must hold them.
LAKH: I order you to stand and fight. We must protect the Oracle.
RASK [OC]: But, Master, we cannot hold for very much lon-
LAKH: No excuses! Stand and fight.
HERRICK: There's no stopping us now. A hundred thousand years of searching, General. (with a wry laugh) There's no stopping us now. I smell victory.
(TARN activates the pain-inducer.)
ANKH: (holding up a hand) Wait. Let us consider which is more important, the Oracle or these cylinders.
LAKH: The Oracle.
ANKH: Then should we not give them what they want and let them depart?
LAKH: But what they want does not exist.
ANKH: The Oracle will know. Why should we destroy each other?
LAKH: Very well.
ANKH: These cylinders you speak of, tell us what they look like. If they are indeed here, you shall have them and take them to your comrades.
HERRICK: You would set me free?
ANKH: Yes.
HERRICK: Well, there are two of them. Solid gold, stamped with the mark of Minyos, the length of a man's hand.
ANKH: Good.
LAKH: Tell Rask to arrange a truce.
[EXT. Shaft]
LEELA: Doctor, we're here. Look.
(They peer through a grating.)
[INT. Citadel]
ANKH: The intruders are defeating us. They will destroy us, destroy you, unless they are given these cylinders.
ORACLE: Then shall not they be destroyed by that which they so desperately desire?
ANKH: Can it be done?
ORACLE: Cannot all things be done?
(A holder housing two gold cylinders rises from within one of the ship's control units.)
[EXT. Shaft]
(The DOCTOR and LEELA are watching this transpire.)
LEELA: They have given up without a fight.
DOCTOR: Yes, it certainly seems like it.
LEELA: Why?
DOCTOR: I don't know.
(The SEERS bow to the Oracle, then leave with the cylinders.)
DOCTOR: Let's take a look.
(He starts to work with the inside of the grille.)
[EXT. Tunnel]
(JACKSON, ORFE, and TALA come upon a grey-robed GUARD, next to a black-robed one kneeling with his arms up. ORFE's shot lances out over the standing one's head.)
JACKSON: No return of fire. What's going on?
ORFE: There are two of them.
JACKSON: No, wait. Could be a trick. Be ready.
RASK: I have been ordered to speak with you.
JACKSON: Surrender?
RASK: Truce.
JACKSON: On what terms?
(He passes his shield gun to ORFE and steps forward.)
RASK: The terms are that you take what you came for and depart, leaving us to our way. If not, your comrade will be executed.
JACKSON: What comrade? Herrick is dead.
RASK: You think so, Captain?
(They turn as HERRICK walks in, flanked by grey-garbed GUARDS. He has two golden cylinders in his hands.)
HERRICK: I got them. The Quest is over. The Quest is over. (handing the cylinders to JACKSON and walking past him) The Quest is over.
JACKSON: At last.
(JACKSON carries the cylinders reverently, and he, ORFE, and TALA walk after HERRICK. We are then reminded that TARN is observing all this. Two SEERS stand in the monitor room with him.)
[INT. Citadel]
(The grille is lifted away from within the wall, and LEELA, IDAS, and the DOCTOR emerge.)
DOCTOR: Stay here.
(The DOCTOR walks over to the humming central unit.)
ORACLE: What is it that you want?
DOCTOR: The cylinders, the race bank of the Minyans.
ORACLE: Have they not been given?
DOCTOR: Well, that's what I'm asking.
ORACLE: Who are you to dare question my word?
DOCTOR: Well, who do I have to be to dare question your word? I'll give you a clue, shall I? If it wasn't for my people, you wouldn't have seen the light of day.
ORACLE: People? What people?
DOCTOR: The ones the Minyans call the gods.
ORACLE: Gods? There are no gods but me. Have I not created myself? Do I not rule? Am I not all-powerful?
DOCTOR: Well, yes, here you are, yes, but nowhere else. You're just another machine with megalomania. (he laughs bitterly) Another insane object, another self-aggrandising artefact. You're nothing - nothing but a mass of superheated junk with delusions of grandeur.
ORACLE: Nothing? Am I not the keeper of the race bank?
DOCTOR: What did you say?
ORACLE: I am the keeper.
DOCTOR: Ah-ha! Then you've still got them.
ORACLE: I am the keeper.
DOCTOR: Keeper? You're nothing but a box, and I've got the key. (to IDAS) Give me that.
ORACLE: Destroy! Destroy!
(He takes the sword from IDAS and places it in a slot in the main control system. He starts turning it.)
ORACLE: No! Destroy!
LEELA: Doctor, they're coming. Come on!
ORACLE: Destroy!
LEELA: Doctor, leave it! Come on!
(IDAS is now helping the DOCTOR jam the sword further in.)
ORACLE: Destroy!
LEELA: Doctor, hurry! Come on now!
ORACLE: Destroy him!
LEELA: Hurry, Doctor!
DOCTOR: Almost there.
LEELA: Hurry, they're coming!
ORACLE: Destroy him!
(A second pair of cylinders rises from the bowels of the machinery.)
LEELA: Doctor!
ORACLE: Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy him! Destroy! Destroy!
(IDAS, LEELA, and the DOCTOR re-enter the shaft in the wall.)
DOCTOR: No hard feelings.
LEELA: Come on!
ORACLE: Destroy him!
ANKH: After them. They must not meet the others.
[INT. By P7E airlock]
LEELA: Which way? Which way?
DOCTOR: They know this place better than we do.
IDAS: The tunnels! Through there. They'll never find us through there.
[INT. Control room]
TARN: They've reached tunnel 7, Master.
ANKH: Good. Close it down and collapse it.
[EXT. Cavern]
IDAS: Quickly, through here. This was formed by the last skyfall. We should be safe in here.
(This is the cue for rocks to fall both behind them and in front of them.)
LEELA: Safe?
(The DOCTOR taps the two cylinders together. He listens to one of them as the sound resonates in the cavernous space.)
LEELA: What are you doing?
DOCTOR: I'm just wondering what they've given Jackson.
[INT. Command deck]
(JACKSON waits as a container from within his own ship's control unit opens. He holds his pair of cylinders out and sets them inside.)
JACKSON: The Quest is over. (he closes the container's transparent door) Set course for Minyos 2. K9, how do we stand for launch?
K9: Fuel absorption incomplete.
TALA: We've enough to get away, but it'll be a slow journey.
HERRICK: I say we go.
ORFE: We've got what we came for.
JACKSON: Right, prepare to launch.
K9: Negative.
JACKSON: What?
K9: Personnel incomplete. Doctor and the mistress not on board.
JACKSON: Find them. Tell them we're going. Now!
K9: Affirmative. (K9 sets out to do so.)
[EXT. Cave]
IDAS: We're trapped. Don't you understand, Doctor? We're trapped.
LEELA: Yes, we're going to be here forever.
DOCTOR: No. They'll come and dig us out.
LEELA: Who?
DOCTOR: Well, whoever it was that buried us.
LEELA: Why should they bother?
DOCTOR: Because we've got something it wants. The Oracle, remember? Hmm?
[INT. Control room]
ANKH: The cylinders must be replaced. Order a party of slaves to tunnel 7.
TARN: And the bodies of the intruders, Master?
ANKH: Into the crusher.
[INT. Flight deck]
TALA: 5, 4, 3, 2...
ORFE: Secondary check complete.
TALA: 1.
JACKSON: Third and final check. Commence countdown. Come on, Doctor, come on.
ORFE: Forty to launch.
(They wait, and the DOCTOR's party wait.)
[EXT. Cave]
(The rocks behind the DOCTOR and his group start to glow red. LEELA hefts her shield gun. When a path is blown free, K9 is revealed once the dust clears.)
DOCTOR: What kept you, K9?
K9: Gratitude is unnecessary. Speed is vital.
[INT. Flight deck]
ORFE: Ten, 9...
JACKSON: Run-up on drive.
ORFE: 8...
TALA: Drive running.
ORFE: 7, 6...
JACKSON: Pressurise.
ORFE: 5, 4, 3, 2...
JACKSON: Prepare to blast out.
ORFE: 1.
DOCTOR [OC]: Stop!
(The hum ramps down.)
[INT. Command deck]
DOCTOR: Here are your race banks.
JACKSON: (descending the stairs) Then what are those?
DOCTOR: That's what I intend to find out. (taking the cylinders out of the unit) K9, what do you make of these?
(He holds the cylinders up near K9's ear-shaped sensor antennas.)
K9: Analysis indicates fission grenades.
DOCTOR: What?
K9: Do not proceed. Impossible to defuse. Explosive contents in excess of two thousand megatons.
DOCTOR: Two thousand megatons?
JACKSON: How much time have we got?
DOCTOR: I don't know.
JACKSON: What are we going to do?
DOCTOR: I think I'd better get rid of them, don't you?
K9: Affirmative.
(The DOCTOR runs from the room.)
LEELA: Doctor, wait!
(She and IDAS are not far behind him.)
[EXT. Large cavern]
LEELA: Which way did he go?
IDAS: I don't know.
LEELA: He may have need of us. We'll try this way.
[INT. Citadel]
ORACLE: Why? Why have they not been found?
ANKH: The slaves are digging.
ORACLE: Shall they not be found? Are they not my purpose?
LAKH: They shall be found. It shall be done.
[EXT. Tunnel]
IDAS: It's no good. We've lost him.
LEELA: Come on.
[EXT. Mining area]
(The DOCTOR sees the slaves just mentioned. He addresses the black-robed GUARD.)
DOCTOR: Excuse me. I'm a stranger here myself. Could you direct me to the Oracle?
RASK: Guards! I'll take those, Doctor.
DOCTOR: What, those? I wouldn't if I were you. They won't do you any-
RASK: Give them here. You, take care of him. And make sure you finish him off this time. Then bring this lot back to the citadel.
DOCTOR: You're making a terrible mistake. Those are the wrong ones.
RASK: (laughing) You can do better than that, Doctor.
DOCTOR: Ah, well, er. (RASK leaves) Look, getting rid of me isn't going to solve anything. Those cylinders were bombs. Why don't we just wait a few minutes and then we can all go together, hmm?
(We hear a shot. LEELA has taken down a guard with a shield gun.)
LEELA: Doctor! Doctor, are you all right?
DOCTOR: Yes, yes, I think so. Come on, let's get out of here. We've got no time. Tell them they've got no time.
IDAS: Listen to me. The prophecy's being fulfilled. Our god has come to save us. We can escape to the stars. Hurry!
LEELA: We must hurry!
IDAS: Yes, come on, come on.
LEELA: Come on!
(They usher the slaves from the area.)
[INT. Citadel]
TARN: You have found them. Well done, Rask. (taking the cylinders) Quickly.
ANKH: They have been found.
ORACLE: Replace them, quickly. (the cylinders descend into the control unit) They must never leave my keeping again.
[EXT. Just outside R1C]
(TROGS are gathered here in large numbers.)
DOCTOR: Quiet! Quiet, everyone. Come on, here. (he lifts up a small girl) Now listen to me. I want you to stay calm, and when I say, go quickly but quietly. Ready? Take this little one. Off you go now. Come on. Come on.
(The slaves are ushered onward.)
[INT. By the R1C airlock]
(The TROGS are entering the ship.)
DOCTOR: Come on, come on. Plenty of room for everyone. Everything's going to be all right. All right, all right.
JACKSON: (entering) What's going on? Get off, all of you. Off the ship! Get out!
DOCTOR: What are you doing? Never mind that!
JACKSON: What are you doing? We can't take all these people!
DOCTOR: No! Come on.
JACKSON: We can't. We're too low on fuel.
DOCTOR: This planet's going to explode.
JACKSON: Then get them off! Get off!
DOCTOR: Why?
JACKSON: I must safeguard the race bank.
DOCTOR: Why?
JACKSON: Why? The future of our people.
DOCTOR: Listen, Jackson. This is your people. This is your race, descendents of the people who came on the P7E.
JACKSON: But we can't take the extra weight.
DOCTOR: Look, this planet is going to explode, Jackson. Your only hope is to go and go now. Go, Jackson, go! (JACKSON leaves.)
DOCTOR: Right. Sit down, everybody. Sit down. Now, stay very calm.
[INT. Flight deck]
HERRICK: Outer section sealed.
JACKSON: Run-up on drive.
TALA: Drive running.
JACKSON: Pressurise.
ORFE: Check.
JACKSON: Prepare to blast out.
[INT. By the R1C airlock]
DOCTOR: Get down. Right down, right down.
(All the TROGS flatten themselves against the floor as the ship pushes free of the planetary sludge in which it was enmired.)
[INT. Control room]
TARN: They've cleared the surface. Not long now and they'll all be blown to bits.
(An alert sounds.)
[INT. Citadel]
(The container with cylinders within rises from the P7E control system.)
ORACLE: These are not the cylinders! Get rid of them, or we'll all be destroyed.
ANKH: Where?
ORACLE: Get rid of them! Get rid of them!
ANKH: But where? There's no time.
ORACLE: Get rid of them! Get rid of them!
ANKH: We can't.
ORACLE: Then defuse them!
ANKH: How?
(There is only silence in reply.)
[INT. Flight deck]
JACKSON: More power!
TALA: I'm trying.
ORFE: We're falling back.
JACKSON: More power!
TALA: There is no more.
ORFE: The planet's gravity's pulling us back, sir.
DOCTOR: Everything all right, Jackson?
TALA: We don't have enough power to reach escape velocity.
JACKSON: You know why, don't you, Doctor? It's the extra weight, isn't it, Doctor?
DOCTOR: Oh, come on, Jackson, be brave. Sit down.
[INT. Citadel]
ANKH: It is not possible.
ORACLE: Why? Why?
LAKH: You made it so.
ORACLE: Then I have failed in my duty and deserve destruction.
(ANKH takes the top off one of the cylinders. The crystals within pulse three times before the explosion.)
[INT. Flight deck]
DOCTOR: There she goes. If you wanted power, Jackson, get ready to ride out the blast.
(The shock wave carries his ship away. The jubilant crew are laughing and smiling as the DOCTOR and LEELA quietly make their way downstairs.)
ORFE: We made it!
JACKSON: Speed?
TALA: Four sevenths light.
JACKSON: Course?
ORFE: One two zero, sir.
JACKSON: How long to Minyos 2?
HERRICK: Three hundred and seventy years, sir. That's nothing, is it?
(They all laugh.)
JACKSON: Doctor!
DOCTOR: Yes?
JACKSON: Aren't you coming with us to Minyos 2?
DOCTOR: No, no, no time. I'm very busy. Goodbye, Jason.
ORFE: Goodbye.
HERRICK: Goodbye!
[INT. TARDIS console room]
(The DOCTOR is returning to his painting smock.)
LEELA: Doctor?
DOCTOR: Hmm?
LEELA: Why did you call him Jason?
DOCTOR: Who?
LEELA: Jackson.
DOCTOR: What? I called Jackson Jason?
LEELA: Yes. Is Jackson Jason?
DOCTOR: No. Jackson isn't Jason.
LEELA: Well, is Jason Jackson?
DOCTOR: No, no, no. Jason was another captain on a long quest.
LEELA: I don't understand.
DOCTOR: Ah. He was looking for the Golden Fleece.
LEELA: Did he find it?
DOCTOR: Yes, yes. He found it hanging on a tree at the end of the world. Ah, perhaps those myths are not just old stories of the past, you see, but prophecies of the future. Who knows? What do you think, K9?
K9: Negative.
DOCTOR: What did he say?
LEELA: 'Negative.'
DOCTOR: Negative? Can he paint? Hmm? Negative.
LEELA: Negative.
(The DOCTOR has left the console room, and LEELA gives K9 a peck on the 'snout'.)
The above notes, transcription, etc. by Anna Shefl
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