(DOCTOR WHO THEME)
Don't touch him. Don't touch anything!
He's an invalid. He can't even stand without someone to support him.
- (WHISPERING) He's dead. - The time is now.
The chains of Fenric are shattered.
The gods have lost the final battle.
We're too late. It's him!
The dead men's ship has slipped its moorings,
and the Great Ash itself trembles to its roots.
Fenric!
We play the contest again,
Time Lord.
♪ When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall
♪ Down will come baby, cradle and all
You left me in the shadow dimensions,
trapped for seventeen centuries.
But now, I've found a body again.
And the preparations are complete.
(WHOOSHING)
- Shoot them! - What for?
Because I order you to. For treason.
Sir.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
I was only expecting one.
I was hoping for something a little more, well, Aryan.
However, let the Ancient One approach.
Where is the Ancient One?
- He waits. - He waits? He waits?
What for? Has he no sense of occasion?
I want him here, now.
As you command.
(ROARING)
- You don't have to kill her. - BATES: Let's just get this over with.
- Ready! - She's only a child!
Aim!
Killing us doesn't make any difference.
Mum, I'm sorry!
BATES: Take cover!
DOCTOR: Hurry! Come on!
And the battlefield shall stretch a hundred leagues,
and at the end of the day not one living thing shall be left alive.
The ancient enemies shall seek each other out, and all shall die!
How English. Everything stops for tea.
Fetch me the ancient one.
There is much to do.
I must play the game to the end this time.
What game?
A very simple game. A game of chess.
You are summoned.
BOTH: You must obey.
Move it! Move it!
I need a chess set to play the game. I need pieces.
If we can get into Commander Millington's office, we can nick his chess set.
We came here to steal the Ultima Machine.
Chess set? No problem. Follow me.
We've got a clear path through the British positions. Go!
Ah.
The sound of dying.
When it comes to death,
quantity is so much more satisfying than quality.
- The final battle... - Don't interrupt me when I'm eulogising.
- Where is the Time Lord? - Time Lord?
For seventeen centuries
I was trapped
in the shadow dimensions because of him.
He pulled bones from the desert sands
and carved them into chess pieces.
He challenged me to solve his puzzle. I failed.
Now I shall see him kneel before me
before I let him die.
- Here's the chess set. - No, no, no! Don't touch!
(ACE COUGHS)
Oh, thanks.
I don't know why he used a chemical grenade.
If I was him, I would have stuck a few sticks of explosives
under the table.
(TICKING)
At last,
another of the wolves of Fenric decides to show up and play his role.
My world is dead.
Hardly a great loss,
if you're the best evolution could manage.
This is the 20th century.
It doesn't become your world for a long time yet.
First, you must kill
all the humans.
Another of Fenric's traps.
Well, at least I managed to grab the consolation prize.
- Well done. Parish records. Great. - (CHUCKLES)
What I can't understand is what's so special about them.
Names.
- Whose names? - Names of ancient families.
Judson, Millington, Wainwright, Dudman...
Dudman! Kathleen Dudman. She's got a chess set.
No, Millington destroyed them all.
No, no, I saw it in her suitcase.
Come on!
(SCREAMING)
Ready?
Now!
(SCREAMING)
We are the last two.
This isn't war. This is massacre!
The Ultima Machine has done this.
Destroy it.
Go that way.
Your creatures are killing my men!
What is it?
We call him the Great Serpent.
"And the Great Serpent shall rise"
"from the sea and spew venom over all the Earth."
There's enough poison in here
to contaminate the world forever.
They're insane!
They're trying to control the world with chemical weapons.
All part of Fenric's evil game, no doubt,
- like this weather. - I know.
Let's join forces, fight the real enemy.
That's a really good idea.
So we're... We're all on the same side together?
You have the spirit of a fighter.
And you wear our emblem.
Oh, it's not a real one.
I bought it cheap in a market.
Have the real one...
DOCTOR: Come on! We've got to get Kathleen's chess set.
It's all right, girls! We'll take over now!
(SCREAMING)
- The chess set? - In the suitcase.
- KATHLEEN: Oh, don't leave me. - I can't leave them. I'll stay here.
Well, don't leave the hut!
Oh, no! Oh, please! Please!
- Please! - Nurse Crane.
You've looked after me all these years.
Almost a mother.
Treating me like a child.
Humiliating me.
(WHIMPERS)
I feel this is what Dr Judson would have wished.
Oh, no!
No, please!
(SCREAMS)
You don't have the emblem this time.
But I still have my faith.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
- We've got to do something about this room. - All right. Let me just put the baby down, okay?
Let's use the furniture.
Right, let's put that bunk up against the door.
Okay. What about the wardrobe over the window?
Good idea. Let's use that and the other bunks up against the window.
I'm afraid you've had a wasted journey.
Ah!
But then you were never really our allies, were you?
Your people will always be the enemy.
See you in hell.
- I don't like dark buildings. - (BABY COOING)
There was one in Perivale.
Old empty house, full of noises.
Evil. Things I didn't understand.
Undercurrents.
What kind of a world is this to bring up a child in?
(THUNDER CRACKING)
- (GLASS SHATTERING) - (KATHLEEN SCREAMS)
Quick! The window!
(BABY CRYING)
Ace, take Audrey!
Ah, quick!
That's it.
No, that's not right!
It was so long ago.
There.
ACE: In the jeep. Get in. Quick!
Drive, drive!
- Where shall I go? What shall I do? - Go to London.
- My nan'll look after you. - Where?
She lives in Streatham. 17 Old Terrace. Say it!
17 Old Terrace. Ace, I want you to have this.
- I'll always love you. - (BABY CRYING)
Now go!
- 17 Old Terrace. - 17 Old Terrace. 17 Old Terrace.
Now go! Go!
Take the poison.
Carry it to the ocean.
Release it into the waters.
And the other Haemovores?
You know how to kill them.
(SHRIEKING IN AGONY)
Where is the game, Time Lord?
You couldn't resist it, could you?
The game of traps.
The contest as before.
One move.
Find the winning move.
Spring the trap on me.
If you can.
Are you going to use that gun?
You know your problem, Captain Bates?
You don't know who the enemy is.
A traitor is someone who doesn't know who the enemy is.
But I do.
- I've been waiting. - You know me?
Thousands of years in the future,
the Earth lies dying, the surface just a chemical slime.
Half a million years of industrial progress.
I am the last. The last living creature on Earth.
I watched my world dying with chemicals, and I could do nothing.
My world is dead.
Who... Who is it? Is that you, Time Lord?
Tell me the solution.
The contest is, is too much for such a weak body.
I don't know the solution.
Tell me. Tell me the solution.
You're very patient. Carried back thousands of years in a time storm,
to ninth century Transylvania, and then waiting till now.
Without the flask, I was trapped.
Oh yes, the flask. I trapped him like an evil genie.
Only he can return me to the future.
And so, like a faithful servant, you follow the flask.
A merchant bought it from Constantinople.
I followed him through Europe.
I followed the Viking pirates who stole it,
and I followed it here.
Another of Fenric's games. He carries you back in a time storm
to destroy the Earth's water with chemicals,
to destroy your future.
Think on it.
Your Earth, your world, dying of a chemical slime.
This act will be the beginning of your end.
I owe you one.
What's happened? Are you all right?
We're all right now. We're fighting together now.
War, a game played by politicians.
We were just pawns in the game, but the pawns are fighting together now.
Eh, comrade?
That's it. The solution.
The winning move!
Where have you been?
It's time to die, Fenric.
You don't understand.
You don't know why you were selected for this mission.
Because I speak English.
My grandmother was English.
Miss Emily Wilson. Granddaughter of Joseph Sundvik.
You are touched by the curse of Fenric.
I selected you.
You are one of the Wolves of Fenric.
Are you sure you can stand?
Workers of the world unite, comrade?
Fenric would never have guessed the solution, anyway.
- Tell me, tovarich. - A brilliant move.
The black and white pawns don't fight each other, they join forces.
Thank you, child.
Ace!
Black wins, Time Lord.
(LAUGHS)
What's happened?
The wolves of Fenric,
descendants of the Viking who first buried the flask,
all pawns in my game.
Dr Judson, Commander Millington,
the Ancient One, Captain Sorin.
And now you.
Me?
You can't! How?
The baby.
In 30 years, the baby will be grown.
She will have a daughter.
That daughter will be you.
You've just created your own future.
The baby is your mother.
The mother you hate.
Kill them.
Slowly.
You don't stand a chance.
Tell him, Doctor.
- He's got it wrong. - The Time Lord has failed.
The wolves of Fenric have released me.
The Doctor never fails.
I've got faith in him.
Complete faith.
Kill them.
It can't penetrate Ace's psychic force.
Time for the one final game, then.
The choice is yours, Time Lord.
I shall kill you anyway.
But if you would like the girl to live...
Kneel before me.
I believe in you, Professor.
Kneel, if you want the girl to live!
Kill her.
(LAUGHS)
The Time Lord finally understands.
You think I didn't know?
The chess set in Lady Peinforte's study?
I knew.
Earlier than that, Time Lord.
Before Cybermen,
ever since Iceworld,
where you first met the girl.
I knew.
I knew she carried the evil inside her.
You think I'd have chosen a social misfit if I hadn't known?
She couldn't even pass her chemistry exams at school,
and yet she manages to create a time storm in her bedroom...
I saw your hand in it from the very beginning.
- (LAUGHTER) - Doctor. No.
She's an emotional cripple.
I wouldn't waste my time on her, unless I had to use her somehow.
No!
(LAUGHING)
Kill them.
Kill them, do you hear me?
No! I command you!
No! No!
No!
Come on. It's over.
- Leave me alone. - We've got to get out of here!
Leave me alone!
(SOBS) Couldn't even pass a chemistry exam.
I'd have done anything not to hurt you,
but I had to save you from Fenric's evil curse.
Your faith in me was holding the Haemovore back.
You said I was an emotional cripple,
a social misfit!
I had to make you lose your belief in me.
Full marks for teenage psychology.
It's not true. Believe me.
I don't love her!
She's my mum, and I don't love her!
What's wrong with me?
Why can't I stop hating her?
You loved the baby.
I didn't know she was my mum!
Love and hate, frightening feelings,
especially when they're trapped, struggling beneath the surface.
(WAVES LASHING)
Don't be frightened of the water.
KATHLEEN'S VOICE: Audrey. It's all right, darling.
(BABY CRYING)
ACE: I'll always love you.
- It's all right, darling. - I'll always love you.
I'm not scared now.
Dangerous undercurrents, Doctor?
Not any more. Niet.
(BOTH LAUGH)