(DOCTOR wHO THEME)
(STATIC CRACKLING)
No!
Doctor!
-Do something! -There is nothing to be done!
He has disappeared into the vortex between this universe and the next.
No, not the Doctor! He can't be dead!
He has ceased to exist.
Controller, it is nearly night. we must prepare to launch.
I agree.
Vishinsky, see that Professor Sorenson's mineral samples are removed.
No, no. You can't leave those canisters behind.
Those minerals are endangering the safety of my command.
-They must be jettisoned. -You arrogant young fool!
The whole purpose of your command
was to get me and that positron material back to our cosmos!
So that you can be hailed as a saviour of civilisation? No, Professor.
My orders were simply to find your party and get back.
If you abandon that material, you destroy years of my life's work.
You are a civilian aboard a military vessel.
There will be no further argument.
Carry them in, carry them out.
That ought to be the Space Service motto.
Yes. well, they've changed their minds.
They could have changed their minds first, couldn't they?
I mean, just for a change.
Listen, De Haan, the controller simply wants us
to take these canisters outside the takeoff force-field area, right?
-Right. -Right.
It's only another 50 yards multiplied by 1 0.
Half my service I spend flying one way,
the other half I spend flying back again.
They should pay me for staying in one place.
Come on.
(STATIC CRACKLING)
Doctor!
Doctor.
Vandervelt's equation of knowledge.
Quite wrong.
Doctor, come on. Come on. The spaceship, it's leaving.
Doctor! Doctor! Doctor, wake up!
Doctor!
All the canisters are off the ship, Controller.
Good.
we'll go for immediate takeoff, Vishinsky.
Commence pressurisation and pre-ignition checks.
REIG: Pre-ignition checks commenced.
Recall the oculoid.
-Cancel that! -what?
The oculoid picture. Look!
Cut the force field!
-Are you taking command, Vishinsky? -He's alive, Salamar.
There are higher priorities than recovering corpses.
VISHINSKY: I am going out for them.
we must leave this planet before night!
Prepare the sick bay.
(GASPS)
while still on the surface of Zeta Minor,
and within the stable environment of the space probe,
positron elements showed a 20...
(STRUGGLING)
A 20 percent increase in flux activity.
This would seem to indicate a substantially greater...
(GASPING)
(GROANING)
(INSTRUMENT HUMMING)
(BEEPING)
Electro-function almost non-existent.
But he's still alive!
Raise the stimulation intensity 1 2 degrees.
But that's way over the safety margin.
Do it!
(RAPID BEEPING)
-He moved. -Don't expect too much.
what?
They often move under stimulation. It's the nervous system.
He's breathing.
He's coming round. Doctor. Doctor!
(BUZZING)
REIG: Stand by for takeoff. Vishinsky to command area.
-He'll be all right. Stay with him. -Vishinsky?
Thanks for helping us.
Pressurisation complete, Controller.
Activate cyclostimulators.
Power jets locked in.
-Prepare for ignition. -Take the countdown, Vishinsky.
If we don't make it this time, we never will.
SARAH: Doctor?
-what's the noise? -You're all right!
-we're taking off! -what? But the canisters!
-I promised. -It's all right. They've been dumped.
Your promise as a Time Lord?
-well, what happened? -It's difficult to explain.
well, try.
what did you do? Enter another universe and have a chat with it?
I communicated.
(ALARM)
we seem to be having trouble again.
(GASPS)
Come on!
-we're not going to make it! -Activate secondary boosters.
REIG: Secondary boosters activated.
The synchronisers are hitting red.
Gravity drag increasing.
I want ten seconds of maximum fuel burn.
-That's crazy! -You heard me!
Ten seconds.
Gravity drag still increasing! Height only 30 miles.
That's more than gravity! There's antimatter still aboard!
-All the canisters were removed. -Except for this.
SALAMAR: what's that?
Antimatter. How else do you think I survived that pool?
-Is there enough there to hold us back? -Yes.
You idiot.
Morelli, get that to the jettison hatch fast.
Hey, Morelli, when are we going to get some lights down here?
Do you think the command area is the only place anyone's working?
(STATIC CRACKLING)
(SCREAMING)
Morelli?
Morelli!
Morelli.
REIG: Height 200 miles.
we're in free space, but we're losing speed again.
Drag is still increasing. I don't understand it.
-Then I suggest you search the ship. -Oh? why?
Because there must still be antimatter aboard.
-It's the only explanation. -Impossible!
Salamar, we're burning fuel at 30 units over norm.
At this rate, we'll never make the stellar systems.
But that means we'll be marooned in space!
-If we're not vaporised first. -Vaporised? what do you mean?
Antimatter in collision with matter causes radiation annihilation.
A release of energy more powerful than nuclear fission.
There is no antimatter aboard this ship!
And I tell you, there is!
Controller!
-Controller! Morelli's dead! -Dead?
He's been killed by some sort of an animal.
Animal?
I saw it in sector three.
Restore all walkway lights.
All right, De Haan, come on. Show us.
(MOANING)
It's all gone so wrong.
(BUZZING)
Yes?
Report at once to sector three. Controller Salamar wants to see you.
what for?
(BEEPING)
well, the pathology readout is identical to the others.
Total dehydration. Even the bone marrow.
-But how could that thing get on board? -I don't know.
The force field was operating all the time the hatch was open.
It was phased to cut in automatically.
I wonder...
(BEEPING)
You're a scientist. You must have formed some theory.
All the deaths appear to have been caused by technology unknown to us.
That would seem to implicate the Doctor and the girl.
-why? -well, they're aliens.
But they were in the command area when Morelli was killed.
That machine in the quarantine berth might contain the answer.
Crew records, what denomination was Morelli?
-Can I see the printout? -Of course.
REIG: Morelli was Morestran Orthodox.
Oh, one of those.
-what are you doing? -Disposal procedure.
(MUSIC STARTS)
we may have to play the last rites, but we don't have to listen.
Another good soldier gone to the greatest army of them all.
-Out into space to drift forever. -It's clean and tidy.
It's horrible.
Vishinsky,
I'd like a medical check on everybody aboard the ship.
-why? -Because someone is contaminated.
Yes, Doctor.
And we want to examine that space machine of yours.
why?
we believe you to be responsible for all the deaths.
Unless you cooperate, I shall kill you and the girl without compunction.
Oh, great. That's the thanks you get for helping people.
what is all this?
The Doctor risked his life on our account.
That was a ruse to gain our confidence. His real intention is to destroy us.
why? For what reason?
There are other civilisations
as desperate as we are for new energy sources.
My discoveries on Zeta Minor would be of immense value to them.
Professor Sorenson, has it ever occurred to you that you might be mistaken?
That there is no practical method of exploiting antiquark energy?
Oh, no. You're wrong. I've spent my life discovering alternative energy.
(BUZZING)
REIG: Controller Salamar. Calling the Controller.
what is it, Reig?
We're in trouble, sir. The ship's stopped moving.
That's impossible.
Sir, the progress register has stopped. we're making no headway.
I'm coming up.
Professor, watch the girl.
You, come with us.
There's no need to. I'm not gonna jump out, am I?
-what is your friend's field of science? -Oh, everything! He's brilliant!
And he's wrong! He has to be wrong.
Antiquarks come in three configurations, exactly as I predicted.
All of my theoretical calculations have proved this!
we shall find a way of discovering the energy!
All right. I'm not arguing.
-we're stationary. Suspended in space. -It's crazy.
The thrusters are still at full power.
The answer's really very simple.
You've come to the end of your piece of elastic.
-what are you talking about? -It won't stretch any further.
In fact, very soon it will start to pull you back.
-Nothing can do that. -Antimatter can.
There's still some aboard and this proves it.
You mean the ship will be dragged back to Zeta Minor?
Yes. Faster and faster.
Until, of course, we reach the surface. Then we'll stop with a bang.
The only way to prevent it is to find the antimatter.
You're diverting attention from what's really causing the trouble.
You!
You and whatever's in that machine of yours!
Something that's draining the power from this ship.
-Salamar, you're wrong again. -we'll see.
Vishinsky, take charge here.
Antimatter is simply matter composed entirely of antiparticles.
Therefore, the hypothetical energy available...
Available...
Is...
-Is stupendous. -what's wrong?
Are you all right?
Yes.
Yes, I'm...
(STATIC CRACKLING)
(BEEPING)
(GROwLING)
Professor, I...
(SCREAMING)
Usually I only entertain friends in the Tardis.
Shut up!
Open it.
Externally, as you can see, it resembles a London police box.
Open it!
(SARAH SCREAMING)
(GROwLING)
DOCTOR: Sarah!
Sarah, what happened?
I caught a glimpse of that thing. It was horrible.
-Antiman. -Antiman?
-A hybrid creature running amok. -Don't move!
De Haan. You've killed De Haan!
-Now listen, sir. -Doctor!
No! They killed De Haan!
Some thing killed De Haan!
Let's get rid of them before they kill us all!
Take them to the ejector chamber! Hurry!
(PANTING)
Prepare to eject.
-You can't do this! It's murder! -She's right! You have no evidence.
-You cannot do it. -How much evidence do you want?
The whole crew dead? Eject.
-Eject. -No, Salamar.
(STRUGGLING)
(BUZZING)