(DOCTOR WHO THEME)
Wretched citizens of Sarn,
you've turned your backs on the lord of the fire mountain
and listened to his enemy.
The man's an impostor.
Save your breath, Doctor, to tell me but one thing.
Where is the girl from your TARDIS? She's joined you here?
- Where's the comparator? - Outsider.
Sacrifice the enemy.
Not yet. Burn the others first.
- No! - The comparator, if you please, Doctor.
Only MALKON can order a burning.
TIMANOV: It is the will of the Outsider that you all die.
The messenger of Logar has supreme authority.
I don't know where the girl is. I don't have the comparator.
- Commence the burning! - No!
Doctor, help us!
- You must believe me! - Oh, but I do believe you.
Commence the burnings!
No!
- Stop this! - You are quite powerless.
Continue the sacrifices!
See that this Doctor burns slowly.
Doctor!
Journey's end, Doctor.
I'm sorry.
Your cremation will deprive me of our periodic encounter.
Quickly, my time is short.
Great Logar,
receive these mortals as an oblation from your faithful people.
- That's him. That's the Master. - No.
- Really? - Yes.
- We may be able to help. - What do you mean?
Something the Doctor pointed out earlier.
Malkon, you keep him occupied and tell the Doctor about Kamelion.
Quickly.
Stop! There is to be no sacrifice.
What are you waiting for? Continue the burnings.
This man is an impostor.
- Who is this boy? - Oh, don't you know?
Allow me to introduce Malkon,
Chosen One of the Saros.
You see? He is no Outsider.
He doesn't recognise your Chosen One.
And he doesn't understand the laws of the settlement.
That kid won't hold them off for long.
The Doctor can help him. We only need a few minutes.
Do you know what you're doing?
If I can hit the right circuits, if it still works,
I think I can cut the gas supply to their sacrificial fire.
Obey me or there will be no gift
and I shall call down the wrath of Logar on you all.
Malkon is overruled. Continue the burning.
MALKON: No!
(MALKON GRUNTS)
(CROWD GASPING)
Never mind the boy.
Now, to the fire with the unbeliever.
Logar refuses the sacrifice.
He's angry that his Chosen One has been struck down!
(BEEPING)
(EXHALING) Oh, you've done it.
The fire's out.
He's not dead. But let them think he is.
Ooh, and the Doctor...
Kamelion... is the Master.
(GROANS)
Life must be very complicated for you at the moment.
- Mmm? - Not only are you a phoney Outsider,
you're not even the real Master.
You're just a machine.
Oh, no, no. Don't turn away.
You will accept my will. I am the Doctor.
And you are Kamelion.
Will you all allow my enemy to torment me?
DOCTOR: You are no more than the sum of your parts,
a mass of printed circuits.
- Kill him. - You see?
He likes to kill.
He turned on your Chosen One. Next time it will be you, Chief Elder!
- MASTER: Kill! - No.
Let Logar decide.
Let the fire god send us a sign!
Oh, you'll have a sign, all right.
And if I can break the energy link with the Master,
this so-called Outsider will be nothing but a heap of spare parts.
You're on your own, Kamelion.
Your power is weakening,
turning to silver,
a silver puppet jumping on a string.
String cut!
(GROANS)
He's shining.
I don't believe it.
Psychomorphic fringing. Nothing supernatural about that.
It's an intermediate stage between anthropoid and robotic identity.
No, it is the sign of Logar.
PERI: Seems like the Doctor could do with some more help.
Ah! He'll need this thing, too. It's from his TARDIS.
The more you attack him, the more he looks like the Outsider.
I must concentrate.
The cave, quickly.
Shield yourself from the Doctor's mind.
Use the cave.
Obey me.
The Doctor. The Doctor.
(STUTTERING) Take them to cave.
Obey the shining one.
Mustn't resist.
Any distraction will allow the Master to break through.
That's right, Kamelion.
Servile! Slave!
DOCTOR: Bond broken.
No.
The Doctor's trying to control Kamelion's mind.
I can help him. I know how to do that, too.
Leave it to the Doctor.
What happened?
(LAUGHING)
Oh, Doctor, you quite let your enthusiasm run away with you.
- What went wrong? - The cave.
Somehow it's screening the thought control.
Oh, phew.
Over the years, I've dreamed of a million exquisite tortures
to accompany your final moments.
That it should come to this!
No!
Peri, get back.
Kamelion! You're supposed to be the Doctor's friend.
Kamelion!
Mmm.
You see? I've grown stronger since our last meeting.
Your puny mind no longer affects me.
I'm grateful, however, that you've seen fit to return the comparator.
That thing's where you'll never find it.
No! There's been too much killing.
Only the fire is acceptable to Logar!
Still resistant.
Do not oppose them or my TARDIS will never be free.
Take the girl with you. She is unskilled, but strong.
There's much work to be done.
As for the Doctor,
he'll die in the holocaust
with the rest of them.
(CHUCKLES)
I'm sorry to be deprived of the pleasure of seeing you die, Doctor,
although I am consoled
by the thought that your imminent
and inevitable demise
will be excruciating.
Now, Chief Elder.
- I've work for you elsewhere. - Work?
Where are the gifts? The Outsider always brings gifts from Logar.
Of course, how foolish of me. I have them in safekeeping,
at the ruin,
buried.
You will be cremated,
alive.
No, no. Doctor! No, let me go!
Interesting.
I knew something other than rock must be screening me from Kamelion's mind.
- Turlough! - What kept you?
I've been to the wreck of my father's ship.
Get this gate open, will you?
Another search could come any moment.
I don't think so.
I've been back to the bunker, re-routed the flow.
Where's Malkon?
- TURLOUGH: No. - He's still breathing.
- TURLOUGH: Who did this? - DOCTOR: One of the elders.
- I shall kill him for this. - What good would that do?
We must get after Peri.
- You don't understand, Doctor. - Come on.
I think Malkon is my brother.
Hmm. Beneath that rubble lies an object of incomparable value.
A gift from Logar.
(INAUDIBLE MURMURING)
How do you know Malkon is your brother?
The last Trion ship to come here crashed
and Malkon was the only survivor.
It must have been the ship my father was on.
How does that make him your brother?
Look, just accept for the moment, Doctor,
that I know he would have been the only infant on board.
He's in severe shock. There may be some damage to his nervous system.
Keep him warm. Make him as comfortable as you can.
Why fuel the cave with volcanic gas?
The cave has always been used for sacrifices.
With all due respect for your fellow Saros,
I think the people who built this had a more useful purpose
than burnt offerings to Logar. Come on.
Where are you going? To find the Master and his TARDIS.
Do you know this ruin he spoke of?
Yes. And I know a safe route to it. Follow me.
Don't you want to stay with Malkon?
I must be there when the Saros find out you've escaped from the cave.
How can you help the Doctor?
With this.
DOCTOR: Does everyone from Trion have this mark?
No.
You have to be very special to wear the Misos triangle.
(CROWD CHATTERING)
It's stone.
It's a pillar of stone.
My TARDIS, I am most grateful.
You do realise this creature is about to do a bunk.
(GRUNTS)
As my word is my bond, Chief Elder,
this is a day of reckoning for us all.
Something must've happened to the Master for him to be using KAMELION.
He certainly went to a great deal of trouble to get him back.
Do you think he's into another regeneration crisis?
His present body must be good for a few years yet.
There has to be another reason.
At last.
TIMANOV: Where are the promised gifts?
Don't let him go! (GRUNTS)
Gullible idiot.
- Too late. - No.
No, no, that's the Master's TARDIS.
It's like the Doctor's.
But infinitely superior,
as I am to that galactic philanthropist.
I can stop the Master by materialising around his TARDIS.
You'll need this.
It is the will of Logar that you obey me.
I am your new Chosen One.
Order them to put down their staves.
The mark of Logar?
I have released the prisoners from the cave.
I now hold supreme authority.
The blue box is sacred to Logar. It must not be profaned by his enemy.
You have been cheated by the false Outsider.
The Doctor is no enemy.
He is the rightful custodian of the box.
Will you compound the murder of MALKON by defying your new leader?
Let the Doctor pass!
There we are.
(CROWD CHATTERING)
We're stuck.
Temporal stabiliser's been removed.
Another old trick of the Master's.
(WHOOSHING)
Oh, no.
- Where's he gone? - Hmm? Ah, I don't know yet.
Someone's been interfering with the TARDIS navigational system.
Kamelion.
It's been remote-paralleled with the Master's TARDIS.
So that's how he followed us to Sarn.
I don't understand.
Hmm? Oh, it's perfectly simple.
If this machine were working properly, we'd follow the Master's TARDIS.
What? Anywhere?
Indeed.
Although the effort would hardly be worthwhile.
He's still on Sarn.
PERI What've you got in this?
MASTER: It's no concern of yours.
Place it here.
Oh.
It's your control box, isn't it?
Very perceptive, Miss Brown.
(SCOFFS) But the real power of my control is well beyond your
inadequate comprehension.
Where are we?
In the heart of the volcano.
Look, if I'm to help you, I want to know what you're doing
- and what happens to me when... - You will obey me without question.
You said that once before.
Perhaps you doubt the efficacy of this device?
Allow me to introduce the Tissue Compression Eliminator.
(BUZZING)
The same will happen to you, my dear, if you obstruct me.
There's something the Master needs on Sarn.
If we could find it, we'd find him.
I think Turlough will need some help.
Nothing short of a sign from Logar
will have any effect on Timanov and the elders.
A sign from Logar.
What does he look like, this fire lord?
Perhaps I should choose new elders from amongst the citizens.
And a chief elder who would be more faithful to his new leader.
No, wait. It's a time of crisis.
We must do nothing to threaten the continuity of our people.
Then obey me in all things.
We will be guided by you, Chosen One.
- How about that? - Not quite.
He's fatter, larger head.
Bright silver.
That's more like it.
MASTER: The Doctor's TARDIS.
- A modest thunderbolt, I think. - What are you doing?
You'll see.
(RUMBLING)
Into the TARDIS!
- You did that? - Mmm.
The entire power of the mountain is at my command.
But enough of games. I'm here for more serious work.
I said into the TARDIS!
(RUMBLING)
Quickly!
Sorry, Doctor, there was nowhere else I could bring them.
Welcome, gentlemen.
Uh, this is the Doctor.
He is not an enemy of Logar,
but an elder from the city of Gallifrey.
Do any of you recognise this?
(BEEPING)
TIMANOV: Logar.
TURLOUGH: You see? He appears at the Doctor's command.
Why doesn't he strike down the heretics?
(CLICKS TONGUE) Logar is the friend of all the people,
whether they believe in him or not.
He is only angry when the citizens fight among themselves.
- It's a man in a thermal suit. - Hmm.
Must be some sort of a control centre inside the volcano.
Timanov.
Have you ever actually seen Logar?
(INHALES) Yes, once, when I was a boy.
Where?
It was the summit of the fire mountain.
Fire god spoke to me, encouraged me to inhale the gases.
I felt intoxicated, invigorated.
I felt... reborn.
You were drunk.
When I returned from the mountain,
my body and my mind
felt stronger
and fitter.
I wonder if that's what the Master wants.
To be born again.
(EQUIPMENT BEEPING)
Now, isn't that interesting?
According to this, the Master and Peri are inside the volcano.
(SCOFFS) How much more is there?
Stop mewling.
(INHALES)
(EXHALES)
The seismic scanner.
Something's happening inside the volcano.
Well, we must gaze upon it.
Shall we gaze upon it, too?
The Master must have precipitated an eruption.
I don't think so.
- That isn't an eruption. - No, it's the blue flame.
Hasn't been seen for many generations.
What is it supposed to indicate?
It's a sign of great favour from Logar.
He is showing his mercy to the sick and the injured.
There'll be a gathering.
We must go to our people.
I wonder if Logar will help a sick Time Lord.
Perhaps the Master needs the blue flame more than the people of Sarn.
- We should get back to the bunker. - No, no, no, the Hall of Fire.
I want to analyse a deposit on the walls.
Unless, of course, you can tell me what it is.
How should I know?
That cave's part of a colonial civilisation that ended ages ago.
The control centre's been maintained.
Just what sort of interest have your people got
in the stability of an abandoned planet?
I don't know.
When we arrived, you expected to find Trions here, why?
The triangle here in the ruin.
If this is an abandoned planet, what was your father doing here?
(EXHALES)
All right.
But if you are holding back anything that will aid the Master,
our friendship is at an end.
- Is that understood? - Yes, Doctor.
(SIGHS)
Excellent!
We now have control of one of the greatest energy sources in the universe.
A blue flame?
Numismaton gas, my dear,
an immensely rare catalytic reagent from deep inside the planet.
When the surge comes again,
I shall be ready to absorb its infinite transforming power.
Really?
Well, you're getting no more power!
(PANTING)
Hmm.
Trace elements of numismaton gas.
Very useful for an injured Time Lord who can't regenerate.
Now, why would he want the gas in such quantities?
Perhaps he plans to bottle and sell it.
Even if I were in a better humour, that wouldn't be funny.
Doctor, Malkon is much worse.
We must get him back to the TARDIS.
- No. - Doctor, please!
Thanks to the Master, he's far better off here.
I must get back to the bunker and organise the gas flow.
(THUDDING)
The Master's control box.
I may have a puny mind,
but you don't need to be Albert Einstein to find the off switch.
You escaped from my slave, but you will obey me.
Or die.