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DOCTOR WHO
THE INVASION OF TIME
Written by
As David Agnew, Graham Williams and Anthony Read
Part Two
(Overlap from 'I give you the Matrix')
[INT. Panopticon]
(People's heads start to rise. The DOCTOR is in distress.)
LEELA: Doctor! Doctor!
(She runs forward and grabs at the circlet, attempting to remove it.)
BORUSA: The Matrix rejects the candidate. Guards, seize him!
GOLD USHER: No! No-one may lay hands on the president.
BORUSA: The Matrix has rejected him.
GOLD USHER: He is the Matrix now. It cannot reject him. Surgeon General.
(GOMER steps forward and approaches the DOCTOR.)
LEELA: Will he be all right?
BORUSA: This is unheard of. For a candidate to be attacked by the Matrix...
GOLD USHER: There is no longer a candidate. There's only the president. After his official induction, the Matrix can only be worn by the president. Therefore, this is the president.
GOMER: If you continue to argue legal niceties, we may well have to go through this whole boring business
again in the very near future.
LEELA: Is he going to die?
GOMER: He has retreated.
LEELA: Never! The Doctor is no coward.
GOMER: A self-induced cataleptic, a simple defence reaction brought about by a sudden unexpected attack upon his consciousness.
BORUSA: There! Do you hear? An attack.
GOMER: Have the kindness to be quiet, Borusa. The president needs peace, rest, and medical attention, which I shall supervise myself.
BORUSA: Take him to the chancellery.
GOMER: Indeed, that would be perfect.
(GUARDS support the DOCTOR, moving him away.)
GOMER: And, Borusa, I suggest you cut off your communications, prohibit visitors, and keep all your tedious bureaucratic problems to yourself. (He exits.)
BORUSA: Impertinent!
KELNER: He is young yet, Chancellor. Impetuous, I know, but I still believe his hearts are in the right places.
[INT. Spaceship]
FIGURE 1: Very close. He has little strength.
FIGURE 2: It will take a long time to replace him.
FIGURE 1: Too long. Signal all commanders to increase speed and evaluate Implementation Plan 3.
[INT. Panopticon]
BORUSA: Time Lords, we have taken the president to the chancellery. Please remain calm. Bring the girl.
(LEELA touches BORUSA's arm.)
BORUSA: What?
LEELA: I didn't hurt him. I saved him.
BORUSA: The inquiry can determine that. Bring her.
ANDRED: Sir.
(She pulls her knife. When one of Andred's guards holds a hand weapon to her head, she sheathes it. ANDRED starts to usher her away.)
[INT. Chancellery]
(As GOMER attends to the DOCTOR, at his bedside, several GUARDS sweep in with BORUSA.)
BORUSA: Well, Lord Gomer?
GOMER: He has suffered a severe sub-mentalin[? - Dicks novelisation says 'sub-mensan'] shock. I've given him a massive deranger dose, but even that will take hours to-
(The DOCTOR's eyes open.)
GOMER: Incredible.
LEELA: Are you all right?
BORUSA: Quietly, now.
DOCTOR: Lord Chancellor, what happened?
BORUSA: Your alien friend almost killed you. She openly attacked you.
LEELA: No, it was the crown! The crown almost killed him!
DOCTOR: What's she doing here?
LEELA: Well, you brought me.
DOCTOR: Impossible. No aliens are allowed in here. Get rid of her.
LEELA: Doctor, what's happened to you?
BORUSA: Put her out, Commander.
ANDRED: Where, sir?
DOCTOR: Outside the citadel, of course.
ANDRED: In the outer world?
DOCTOR: Yes, expel her.
LEELA: No! I will not go!
BORUSA: Take her!
(LEELA shoves ANDRED aside to make good her escape. She gives another GUARD a kick and leaves the room. BORUSA watches in anger.)
BORUSA: Stop her before she does any more damage!
[INT. Corridor]
(LEELA runs through the corridors, pursued by GUARDS.)
GUARD: Stop! Stop or I'll fire! Stop!
(He fires his energy weapon once, as ANDRED comes up behind him.)
ANDRED: Which way'd she go?
GUARD: She turned down there, sir.
ANDRED: Well, get after her! (into a wrist unit) Commander Andred. Sound the alarm and turn out the guard. Escaped alien prisoner, female, at large in the citadel.
(We see LEELA butt between two TIME LORDS in ceremonial dress as a GUARD approaches from the distance.)
GUARD: Stop! Stop, alien!
(Other GUARDS follow.)
[INT. Chancellery]
DOCTOR: That's funny, I've got a ringing in my head.
BORUSA: That's the alarm system.
(ANDRED enters, and the DOCTOR holds up his hands.)
DOCTOR: Ssshhh. I've got a ringing in my head. Listen. Can you hear?
ANDRED: I ordered them to sound the alarm. The girl got away.
(KELNER steps in.)
KELNER: What is happening? Who ordered the-? Oh, your Excellency, you are feeling better?
DOCTOR: Yes.
KELNER: I'm very pleased to see this.
DOCTOR: So am I.
KELNER: Where is the girl?
ANDRED: She escaped.
KELNER: Escaped?
BORUSA: The president ordered that she be expelled from the citadel. She got away.
DOCTOR: She can be dangerous, Castellan.
KELNER: Very well, I will take charge of the operations myself.
ANDRED: I'm quite capable of catching her.
KELNER: I will see that she is driven out of the citadel. (to ANDRED) Come.
DOCTOR: (shouting after them) And switch that awful ringing off in my head! (he slams the doors, and the alarm grinds to a halt) That's better.
BORUSA: What exactly are you playing at, Excellency?
DOCTOR: Playing at, Lord Chancellor?
BORUSA: You know very well what I mean.
DOCTOR: I'd like a little more respect from you if you don't mind.
BORUSA: I thought that was a quality you didn't admire.
DOCTOR: Ah, that was before. I would have thought you, of all people, knew me better than that.
BORUSA: Well, you could never deceive me when you were my student at the Academy. You haven't changed, and neither have I. But this is rather more than a student prank, isn't it?
DOCTOR: Believe me, Lord Borusa, I've never been more serious in any of my lives. While Leela remains free in the citadel, we are in danger.
BORUSA: Isn't that a little melodramatic even for your vivid imagination?
DOCTOR: No! My ordeal at the induction has made me tired.
BORUSA: You can rest here. We can continue after you've had your rest and the alien has been caught and expelled.
(LEELA is tucked around a corner, hiding as GUARDS run past. We return to the DOCTOR, who is wearing his coat again rather than the white gown. He walks over to the desk. Behind the desk are a wall on which a picture of numerous keys is hung and a chair, on which rests the Sash of Rassilon. He lifts the sash from the back of the chair and puts it on, then dons and arranges his scarf. He picks up his hat and heads for the door but pauses as he hears a guard outside the room cough.)
DOCTOR: Can't fool me, Borusa.
(He throws down his hat and steps behind a tapestry beside the door.)
DOCTOR: (chuckling) Well done, Doctor.
(The tapestry rises with an electronic sound. He has found a door.)
[INT. Outside the chancellery]
(ANDRED strides purposefully to the GUARDS at the door. They respond by raising their weapons.)
ANDRED: (after a pause) Good men.
[INT. Chancellery]
(The DOCTOR gets out his sonic screwdriver and activates it. This has no effect on the secret door's mechanism. After trying another frequency, he muses aloud.)
DOCTOR: Even the sonic screwdriver won't get me out of this one. (he walks to the empty chair and addresses it) I have a problem. There is absolutely no point in having another door in the room if you don't have another key, hmm? QED. What? Latin. QED, Latin. Now, a key can either be lost or stolen, hmm? Therefore - ergo - you are the key, Borusa, hmm? Palm print? No, that's too simple. Retina pattern? No. You must admit you do like the sound of your own voice. (walking back to the secret door) Open sesame. (more loudly) I command you to open. (holding out a hand) Please. Palm print, no. Retina pattern, no. Voice print, no. As Borusa always said, there's nothing more useless than a lock with a voice print. (we hear a slight scratchy click from the door, and the DOCTOR laughs, then speaks deliberately) There's nothing more useless than a lock with a voice print.
(The door swings open with an electronic sound, and the DOCTOR doffs his hat. He steps out into the corridor. We return to LEELA, who hears footfalls and shrinks further back against the wall. The steps grow louder, and she draws her knife. When she steps out into the open, she sees that the sound is the DOCTOR, who is playing hopscotch on his way. She sheathes her knife, smiles, and follows him.)
[INT. Castellan's office]
ANDRED: (stepping in) Sir. We've found the girl.
KELNER: Well, where is she?
ANDRED: She's with the president.
KELNER: With the pre-?
ANDRED: Line two, on your own mixer.
(KELNER flicks a switch, and a monitor on the wall comes to life. Indeed, the DOCTOR is walking along, with a cautious LEELA some way behind him. KELNER picks up his communication unit.)
KELNER: (smoothly) Chancellor? Castellan Kelner here. Is the president, by any chance, still with you? No, no, no, no. Not to be disturbed, of course. Would you be kind enough to inform me when he wakes? Thank you so much. (he returns the comm unit to the desk, contemplates, then speaks sternly) Don't just stand there, Commander. Get out there.
ANDRED: (relatively calm) Yes, sir.
[INT. Corridor]
(In the corridor, the DOCTOR is met by at least four GUARDS going the other way.)
DOCTOR: Bow to the Sash of Rassilon.
(The GUARDS all bow deeply, and the DOCTOR walks between them. They hold the position long enough for LEELA to pass too.)
LEELA: (quietly) I'm with him.
(The DOCTOR heads into the TARDIS. Meanwhile, ANDRED is speaking with the GUARDS in the corridor.)
ANDRED: Didn't you see her?
GUARD: Well, she did come this way, sir.
ANDRED: Well? She's probably heading for the president's capsule. Come on.
(LEELA cautiously approaches the TARDIS. Looking behind her nervously, she busies herself with her knife, trying to pick the capsule's lock with it. Frustrated, she pushes on the unyielding door, as KELNER observes on his wall monitor. He cogitates.)
[INT. Citadel]
LEELA: Doctor!
(As the GUARDS approach, LEELA urgently pounds on the TARDIS door. She keeps looking behind her. Within, the DOCTOR holds his hands over his ears so as not to hear Leela's pounding. K9's head lowers. Outside, LEELA hears her pursuers and runs up the stairs to a gallery, where she hides behind the railing as ANDRED leads his men in. They remain at the door, while he heads for the TARDIS. He beckons a single GUARD toward the TARDIS.)
GUARD: (trying the door) It's locked, sir.
ANDRED: She must be in there. These old Type Forties had a complex trimonic locking device.
[INT. Castellan's office]
ANDRED [on screen]: We need a set of cypher indent keys.
GUARD [on screen]: Yes, sir. (He leaves.)
[INT. TARDIS console room]
DOCTOR: What do you think?
K9: Too many variables for accurate forecast, Master.
DOCTOR: Really? What variables?
K9: Humanoid illogical procedure, Master.
DOCTOR: Hmm. Like me?
K9: Affirmative.
(K9 extends his probe antenna into the seated DOCTOR's curls.)
DOCTOR: How am I?
K9: (withdrawing the probe) Cerebral circuits in order. Physiognomy dubious.
DOCTOR: Oh, I see.
K9: The risk you took would appear to have been justified.
DOCTOR: Good. Can we proceed then?
K9: Actions so far indicate a success probability along this path analysis thirty-nine point seven five.
DOCTOR: That bad, is it?
K9: Affirmative.
DOCTOR: Listen, I've discovered the location of the security control room. It's directly beneath the Panopticon area, level three zero.
K9: Then success probability increases to forty-eight point three five.
DOCTOR: Well, that's not bad.
K9: Advise against any plan incorporating success factor below six five.
DOCTOR: Suppose I throw a mirror cast.
K9: Master?
DOCTOR: Shadow shift, create a false image to Space Traffic Control.
K9: Suggest you reflect the transmiss-
DOCTOR: Ssshhh. Suppose I reflect a transmission beam off the security shield, feed it back through a link crystal bank, and boost it through the transducer.
K9: Couldn't have put it better myself, Master.
DOCTOR: I don't think you could. Ha! (He stands.)
K9: Agree. Possibility of your explanation being better than mine - less than one per cent.
DOCTOR: What? You are the most insufferably arrogant, overbearing, patronising (pause) bean tin. (He covers his mouth.)
K9: Master?
DOCTOR: Nothing. Someone once said that to me, once.
K9: Correction, Master. Several people have said that about you.
DOCTOR: Thank you. Thank you very much.
K9: Thanks are not necessary.
DOCTOR: Well at least no-one's ever called me smug!
K9: Correction.
DOCTOR: Li- (more quietly) Listen. If you destroy the control centre after I feed in the Doppler effect and eliminate the red shift, the invasion must succeed, hmm?
K9: Probability of success would rise to ninety-eight point two.
DOCTOR: Well, what's a couple of points between friends? Break the transduction field.
[INT. Space Traffic Control]
(A panting LEELA ducks into a lounge-type alcove area to evade her pursuers. She steps further in and stops at the edge of a larger space where an imperious woman in purple sits.)
RODAN: Come in, whoever you are.
LEELA: Where are your guards?
RODAN: I don't need any.
LEELA: You don't need-?
RODAN: There's a force field between you and me. Between me and everyone. Don't you know this is one of the highest-security-rated rooms in the citadel?
LEELA: I did not know.
RODAN: You must be that alien everyone's looking for.
LEELA: I am Leela.
RODAN: I'm called Rodan, and please put that thing away - you could hurt yourself.
LEELA: The Doctor's always saying- (she puts away the knife) Why do you not tell them I am here?
RODAN: Why bother? That's their affair.
LEELA: That's whose affair?
RODAN: The guards and the Time Lords, all the boring people. Do you know I've passed the seventh grade and I'm nothing more than a glorified traffic guard?
LEELA: (getting her knife out and assuming a fighting stance) Then you are a guard!
RODAN: Do stop cavorting about like that. It's really so undignified. (there is a beep) Not again. Excuse me. (into the comm unit) Space Traffic Control. (switching to a space scene on her wall monitor) Yes, I have them. Clearance is authorised. (She turns the monitor view off.)
LEELA: What was that?
RODAN: Primitive space fleet. Neo-crystal structure, atomic power and weaponry. On its way to blast some part of the galaxy to dust, I suppose.
LEELA: Then you must stop them!
RODAN: But that would be against every law of Gallifrey. Oh no, I could never interfere, only observe.
LEELA: Supposing they attacked you?
RODAN: Then they would be very stupid. Nothing can get past the transduction barrier.
[INT. TARDIS console room]
DOCTOR: (routinely) K9, destroy the transduction barriers.
K9: Master.
(Before K9 has trundled forward very far at all, the DOCTOR extends his foot, halting K9's progress.)
DOCTOR: Not yet. Can I have a few moments to get away, please?
K9: Affirmative.
DOCTOR: And will you get off my foot, please?
K9: Affirmative.
(We hear the sound of K9 moving slightly.)
DOCTOR: Thank you.
[INT. Citadel]
ANDRED: It seems to be stuck in this ridiculous shape. I wonder what it was imitating when-
(The DOCTOR steps out of the TARDIS, nearly bowling ANDRED over.)
DOCTOR+ANDRED: What are you doing here?
ANDRED: My Lord President!
DOCTOR: That's all right. I've come back for my jelly babies. I'd left my jelly babies in the TARDIS.
ANDRED: I beg your pardon.
DOCTOR: Jelly baby. Would you like one? They're a delicacy I discovered on Earth. Go on.
ANDRED: Ah, that's Sol Three in Mutter's Spiral. (He takes a yellow jelly baby.)
DOCTOR: That's right. (he slowly raises his red jelly baby to his mouth, with ANDRED mirroring him, and finally they both eat and chew) What do you think?
ANDRED: Mmm, yes. Delicious.
DOCTOR: Good, good. Here, have the bag.
ANDRED: Oh, sir, I-
DOCTOR: No, no, no, go on. I've got plenty more. I've got plenty more. Anyone who likes jelly babies can't be all bad, huh? (sotto) Don't mention this to the chancellor. Doesn't approve of jelly babies. I think he's frivolous.
ANDRED: No, sir.
DOCTOR: Have you caught that girl yet?
[INT. Castellan's office]
ANDRED [on screen]: No, sir. We thought she was in your capsule.
DOCTOR [on screen]: There's no-one in my capsule.
ANDRED [on screen]: Well, she came this way.
DOCTOR [on screen]: It is absolutely vital that girl is caught and put outside the citadel, absolutely vital.
ANDRED [on screen]: Vital?
DOCTOR [on screen]: Vital.
ANDRED [on screen]: Right away, sir. Guards, follow me.
(They return the way they came, while the DOCTOR heads up to the gallery where LEELA secreted herself. KELNER again thinks. We then see ANDRED and the GUARDS enter the alcove Leela entered earlier and pass Space Traffic Control.)
[INT. Citadel]
GUARD: Hello, Commander? I've got the keys.
(Shrugging, he steps up to the Type Forty himself and starts trying the brightly coloured sonic keys, in various shapes, in turn. When he tries a rounded pink and white key, no sound is heard, so he examines the key, notices that it has a more Earth-traditional key protrusion, and places that in the lock. It opens, and he backs up slightly as we hear K9's trademark trundling sound. The GUARD bends down to the mechanical dog's level and is shot by K9's beam. He doesn't have much further to fall.)
[INT. President's quarters]
(BORUSA is standing on his own as KELNER enters.)
BORUSA: (turning) Castellan.
KELNER: Is the president still resting in your room, Chancellor?
BORUSA: He is. (He turns away again.)
KELNER: And he's been there all the time in your room?
BORUSA: He has, and I've been here.
KELNER: I think you should rouse him now. (BORUSA turns imperiously) I would very much like to speak with him.
[INT. Chancellery]
(The DOCTOR slips through the narrow gap of the secret door and pulls the tapestry back down over it. There is an electronic sound. The DOCTOR is smoothing out the tapestry when he hears rapping on the main door. He practically leaps across the room and lies down on the recliner, closing his eyes. There is a second set of knocks, and KELNER opens the set of doors, with BORUSA not far behind.)
BORUSA: Your Excellence. Your Excellence?
DOCTOR: Hmm?
BORUSA: Castellan Kelner wishes to speak with you.
DOCTOR: (calmly) Hmm. Good. Bring him in.
KELNER: I trust that you feel better for your rest, sir?
DOCTOR: Mmm, thank you.
KELNER: I'm afraid I have to tell you that the girl has evaded her captors and is hiding somewhere in the citadel.
DOCTOR: Castellan, how did that happen?
KELNER: Regrettable oversights on the part of one of my guards.
DOCTOR: Castellan! You are responsible for security here. See to it.
KELNER: Immediately, Eminence.
DOCTOR: Borusa! Call a meeting of the Council at once!
BORUSA: But Excellency-
DOCTOR: At once! No excuses! Get out! Get out! Get out!
(He closes the doors within centimetres of KELNER and BORUSA's faces. Meanwhile, K9 makes his way through the corridors.)
[INT. Space Traffic Control]
RODAN: I do find astrophysics a bore, I must say, but then one must fight them on their own terms, don't you think?
LEELA: Oh, one must, one must, yes.
RODAN: I knew I'd like you. Come in.
(She releases the force field while LEELA is leaning against it. LEELA stumbles forward into the Space Traffic Control room. Immediately, an alarm is heard and the wall monitor comes to life with a view of the ship the Doctor made contact with earlier.)
RODAN: It can't be! No creature would dare! (into communicator) Space Traffic Control. Code Beta Three. An alien spacecraft within two spans. Course zero to Gallifrey, immediate. Raise the transduction barrier to factor five. Red alert. I repeat, red alert.
(We cut to another area where the alarm can be heard. This is a room with various banks of equipment and a GUARD on duty. K9 shoots the GUARD and makes for a set of control panels at the end of the space. He extends his blaster toward one, and it explodes. He repeats the process with another. The room starts to fill with smoke as the alarm continues to blare.)
RODAN: Then find him. I must speak to Lord Castellan.
(The DOCTOR stands on the dais of the Panopticon, where he is joined by the various members of the Council. This is where KELNER now is. A broadcast announcement rings out.)
RODAN [OC]: The transduction barrier has failed. We are being invaded.
(LEELA stands in the room, stupefied.)
[INT. Panopticon]
DOCTOR: Gentlemen, this is no ordinary meeting. I'm privileged to introduce to you your new masters.
(He gets on his knees. Some of the others begin to follow his lead. There is a crackling sound, and three shimmering shapes, which resemble creatures made of aluminium foil fading out toward the floor, materialise next to the dais. The DOCTOR smiles and begins to laugh.)
The above notes, transcription, etc. by Anna Shefl
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