(DOCTOR WHO THEME)
TURLOUGH: Check.
I said, "Check."
-I heard you. -Come on then.
In a minute.
-DOCTOR: Ah! -What?
-Interesting, it isn't a leak. -It must be.
We're losing power all the time.
No, our power's being tapped somehow.
-Tapped? What do you mean? -It's just draining away.
-I don't understand. -He never does.
-I'm sure it's something quite simple. -You're being very calm about it.
Your move.
MAN: Move, move, move.
-I'm sorry, did you say something? -No.
Just that it was Tegan's move.
Well, we'll block the outlet there.
For a while, we'll just have to run on reduced power.
MAN: Power, power, power.
-What's the matter? -Quiet.
I'm trying to listen to something.
-To what? -I'm not quite sure.
It must have been my imagination.
There is something going on.
That's it! Of course, a message. Turn up the power.
Turn it up? We're supposed to be conserving it.
DOCTOR: Power.
MAN: Here, here, here.
We must increase energy output. Now push that lever to full.
-Are you sure everything's all right? -Of course. Now keep at full,
-whatever happens. -If we keep it at full,
we'll lose power completely.
I suppose the Doctor must know what he's doing.
DOCTOR: Can you hear me? We're giving you more power.
You think so?
-He's out there talking to himself. -DOCTOR: Where are you?
It is you, isn't it?
Yes. Good.
(INAUDIBLE)
I can't hear you.
Power...at risk.
Risk...extreme danger.
I repeat...
Danger, danger, danger.
TURLOUGH: What does he think he's doing? We're going to blow.
Galactic North, six degrees, nine, zero...
-TEGAN: Doctor! -Quiet! Keep back.
Stay in the console room.
-Nine, zero... -Seven, seven.
Go immediately...
Not allow...
What? Not allow what?
(INAUDIBLE)
Death, death,
death.
You cannot succeed.
I control the game,
the Doctor's destiny and soon he will be dead.
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
What have you done? You've reduced the power.
We were about to blow up!
Never, ever disobey my instructions again.
I thought we were going to be killed.
And because of you, many others might die.
(SIGHS)
-Who were you talking to? -The White Guardian.
-TEGAN: White Guardian? Who's he? -I have no time to explain.
I have to sort out these coordinates.
-Where are we going? -I don't know.
I lost contact before I could get more information.
Well, what are we suppose to do when we get there?
Prevent something happening. Something dangerous.
TEGAN: What?
-You don't know that, either. -No.
But when the White Guardian senses danger, he's invariably right.
Now what's happening?
You're going out there?
Well, I have to find out what's going on.
Turlough, get a couple of torches.
-Make it three. I'm coming with you. -No.
I need you here.
Why does it have to be me?
The White Guardian may try and make contact again.
Um... I'll stay if you like.
No, I need someone I can rely on. It's important.
-Someone who doesn't run away. -I explained what happened on Terminus.
-Save the arguing until later. -What do I have to do?
Operate this lever. His power's badly depleted.
He's having to draw on ours to get through at all.
-The power drain was the White Guardian? -Yes, exactly.
Well, what did he say?
Well, apart from the coordinates, I could understand very little.
Shouldn't you wait? He might try to make contact again.
-DOCTOR: No, there may not be time. -But anything could be out there.
Yes, and going out is the only way to learn what it is.
Well, what if the White Guardian tells me something important?
Thank him politely. Won't be long.
Wood. We're in a building.
(RAT SQUEAKS)
Listen.
Rats.
A warehouse?
Do you feel that?
-Can't you feel it? The ground's moving. -I don't think so.
-Look at this. -A piece of rope.
Really? Look again.
-Tar. -We're on a ship, a sailing ship.
The hold, probably.
I thought there was suppose to be great danger.
I didn't know you were so keen to find it.
(DOOR OPENS)
Down.
(TURLOUGH SIGHS)
What was all that about?
-Checking the stores. -Did you see the expression on his face?
Yes, almost as though he were hypnotised.
Still, at least he didn't find the TARDIS. Come on.
White Guardian.
WHITE GUARDIAN: More, more, more.
Please hurry! Your demand for energy is causing an overload.
Quickly, the message!
Must not win.
Tell the Doctor, winner takes all.
All... All...
(EXPLODING)
Who are you?
(SHOUTING)
(MEN TALKING)
-TURLOUGH: Dead end? -No, it's a door.
You ready?
How do you do?
Where are you? Are you hurt?
Not bad.
-Are you insane? Let's get out of here. -Gently, Turlough.
This one will do for me, you can take that one.
What do you think you're doing?
Behaving as if we've just joined the crew.
Edwardian England.
-Oh, no, we're on Earth again. -So it seems.
"First British submarine launched."
-Why don't they say something? -They're sizing us up.
Forecastle's fairly cramped.
It's important to know who you're sharing it with.
After all, we could be cooped up here together for months.
-You're not serious? -Well, if we're both here for the trip.
Look, shouldn't we get back to the TARDIS while there's still a chance?
No, I must find out
why the White Guardian wanted me to come here.
It was a mistake. They may be a rough lot,
but they hardly threaten the peace and harmony of the universe, do they?
We stay.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Where are you?
(SIGHING)
-Got your bunk sorted out, have you? -Yes, thanks.
-Jackson's the name. -Turlough and I'm the Doctor.
Oh, you are, are you? Well, it's about time.
Hey, he's here, lads. The Doctor's aboard.
(ALL CHEERING)
You've been expecting me?
More than expecting you, slush, we've been waiting for you.
Where you been, eh?
I mean, we've been living on nothing but hardtack since we've come aboard,
-haven't we, lads? -ALL: Yeah. Right.
Give us some proper food. That's what we want.
Yeah. None of your stinking, greasy messes either.
-Right. -Not like that last cook we had, eh?
The doctor, of course. The ship's cook.
(LAUGHING)
-Hello. -Fascinating.
-What? -Who are you?
-A stowaway? -No, I can explain...
Yes, you're a stowaway. And I shall put you in irons.
MARRINER: Where are you? Where are you?
May I?
Yeah, I'm tired of reading it.
Yeah, you can have it. It's two days old, though.
-How's the world up top? -Have you been below decks for two days?
Yeah, we've been battened under hatches
since we've came aboard, haven't we, lads?
ALL: Yeah.
Meet the lads. Farley, Wade, Jenkins, Grogan. And that one's Collier.
DOCTOR: How do you do?
Did you all come aboard at the same time?
-Don't know. -Can't remember.
-Why'd you ask? -DOCTOR: Curious.
Truth of the matter is, we don't rightly remember.
(CHUCKLING) Probably drank too much.
ALL: (LAUGHING) Yeah.
Celebrating your last night ashore.
Yeah, but he don't drink.
No, I signed a pledge.
I ain't touched a drop since, but I don't remember nothing neither.
And you're quite sure,
not one of you can remember coming aboard?
-No. -MAN 2: Don't seem so.
No. Blank.
The whole thing.
Blank.
Allow me.
That isn't possible. Who are you?
Surely... Surely you must find it rather strange
-that none of you can recall signing on? -No, we remember that all right.
Oh, yeah. I mean we signed on a board, didn't we, lads?
COLLIER: Yeah. DOCTOR: All right.
-And we got a month's wages in advance. -ALL: (LAUGH) Yeah.
We'd not be likely to forget that now, would we?
Now, that's one thing I'll say for the captain.
I mean, he certainly ain't mean.
Yeah, but he stands to make a packet, I dare say, if we win.
-And we will. -Win what?
The race, lad, the race.
-Why are you frightened? -Isn't it obvious?
I'm not going to hurt you. I want to please you.
Would you like me to find your friends for you?
-What friends? -The two you're looking for.
Where are they? What have you done with them?
Nothing. I haven't met them yet.
I could take you to them, if that's what you'd like.
-Yes, that's what I'd like. -This way.
Please?
You won't try to run away again, will you? Please?
You see, I find you fascinating.
Quite fascinating.
Oh, that was a race now. Regular flier, she was, the old America.
-A flier? -Yeah.
Crossed the Atlantic in 17 days, she did.
Hardly a flying ship.
-Slim bows. -No, no.
You give me a ship that's bluff in the bow and narrow in the stern.
Oh, yeah. Or a woman, cod head and mackerel tail.
(ALL LAUGHING)
None of your flying ships. You been at the bottle, have you, lad?
Little bit of Dutch courage, eh? Now that's no good for a greenhand.
That's right.
And it's no good for us older hands, either.
Now you got to keep a clear head if you're going up there.
Yeah. And strong arms.
Otherwise, you're down on the deck
from the height of the crosstree. Splat!
Keep hold of those shrouds,
and make certain you get the lifeline under your feet.
You use your eyes and check that rigging before you go up there.
Here, know why a pig can never become a sailor?
'Cause he can't look aloft.
(ALL LAUGHING)
Looks like you're wanted.
You know where the TARDIS is if things get difficult.
(DOOR OPENS)
-Doctor? -What are you doing here?
Don't ask. I was so stupid.
You're unharmed?
Did the White Guardian make contact again?
It was very confused.
Well, tell me everything you can remember.
Well, he was insistent somebody or something must not win the race.
"Tell the Doctor", he said,
"winner takes all."
-Well, is that it? -The console blew up.
It's not much help, is it?
(SIGHS) Well, you did your best.
The message doesn't make sense, "Winner takes all."
May do, especially as we're on a racing yacht.
-How do you know? -We've been talking to the crew.
I hope they're not as peculiar as the officers.
(WHISTLE SOUNDING)
The one I've met is very strange.
Welcome aboard. Delighted you could join us.
Captain Striker at your service.
-How do you do? I'm the... -The Doctor and Miss Tegan.
Allow me to present my fellow officers.
-Ah, they're a funny lot, if you ask me. -The afterguard always are.
What do you mean, a funny lot?
Well, they keep themselves to themselves.
COLLIER: Nobody's hardly set eyes on the captain yet,
-not even the boatswain. -Yeah, he's right.
Takes most of his orders from the first mate.
It was the first mate when we signed on, remember?
-Did he say where the ship's going? -I don't remember.
We're here for the race. I mean, that's all that matters.
Yes, but where are we racing to? Where's the finish?
We'll find out soon enough.
(WHISTLE SOUNDING)
There she blows. That's what we've been waiting for.
The wind's beginning to freshen.
There is no cause for concern, Miss Tegan.
We have the perfect antidote for mal de mer.
Thank you.
(WHISTLE SOUNDING)
-Breaking out the rum rations, sir. -Good.
Well, here's to an eventful passage, gentlemen, and a stormy one.
My first mate, Mr Marriner.
You've met, I believe, Miss Tegan, the Doctor.
Mr Marriner is my right-hand man. He deals with the crew.
-Everything in order? -Yes, sir. They're being prepared.
Good.
I must apologise for this rather abrupt end to dinner.
-Look after the lady. -Sir.
-Allow me. -Where are we going?
-The wheelhouse. -Doctor?
Hmm.
(CLEARS THROAT)
(WHISTLE SOUNDING)
See you later, lad.
-What's going on? -That's grog ration.
Good lad. You're taking my advice, I see.
-What do you mean? -Well, keeping a clear head.
Now don't you worry. I'll look after you.
Are you all right, then?
-Where to? -Up aloft.
(WHISTLE SOUNDING)
-Come on, lad. -I'll catch you up.
(SIGHS)
You're not going with them?
(CHUCKLES)
No, thanks. They're going aloft.
The rigging's no place for a coward like me.
DOCTOR: Hmm.
-Now where? -To find Tegan,
if your courage is up to it. She's on the way to the wheelhouse.
Wetsuits?
What are wetsuits doing on an Edwardian sailing ship?
This way.
-It's dark outside. -Isn't it always dark?
It's just that I expected it to be daylight.
-Mr Mate? -Excuse me.
-Sir. -Are you all right?
Of course. Did you see what was in one of the companionways?
-What? -Underwater gear.
-Like scuba divers wear. -Maybe this will tell us where we are.
TURLOUGH: Well, it doesn't make a lot of sense.
TEGAN: It looks like the position of marker buoys.
Oh, they're considerably more than that.
Mr Mate, we will look at our competitors, please.
Aye, aye, sir.
(BLEEPING)
Electronics? On an Edwardian racing yacht?
We're not on a yacht, we're on a ship. A spaceship.
DOCTOR: Remarkable.
Though I think they have their maritime history slightly confused.
But why waste such skill? What are they trying to achieve?
-It's like a game. -The crew are real enough.
Yes. What about the officers?
-Androids? -No, no.
It's much more complicated than that.
Tegan?
I feel terrible. I think I'm seasick.
-Mr Mate. -Sir.
-Allow me to escort you to your cabin. -Have to hurry.
Oh, nonsense, Tegan. The ship's hardly moving.
-For you, maybe. -Now, wait a minute!
(DOOR CLOSES)
She'll be all right.
Whatever else is going on here, no one's threatened us.
Yet.
I've arranged somewhere for you to rest.
(DOOR OPENS)
Check our exact position.
We're about to round our next planet, gentlemen.
-Planet? -Look at the chart.
The marker buoys are planets.
If you look carefully enough, you'll see it's a solar system containing Earth.
Well, that explains where they got their crew from.
Indeed.
Look, leave now. Find where Marriner's taken Tegan.
And you?
I want to see what else I can find out here.
There's no need to whisper, Doctor.
You and your companions are free to come and go as you wish.
You are our guests, not our prisoners.
-I want to die. -Drink this.
-What is it? -A mixture.
-Rum? -Drink it.
-No, thanks. -It'll make you feel much better.
Really? Then drink it yourself.
It's quite safe.
Drink it. It'll make you feel much better.
-Where does this lead? -The deck.
The crew are busy at the moment. You would only be in the way up there.
-What are they doing? -Hauling of the halyards.
Halyards? On a spaceship?
We observe the spirit as well as the rules of the race.
You'll find the cabin of the person you seek
off the starboard side.
Thank you.
Now you must rest.
And I must return to duty.
That was a marvellous drink.
We shall be rounding the next marker buoy soon.
(SLEEPILY) Marker buoy.
Venus.
Our first obstacle.
-What are you proposing to do? -You will see.
(BLEEPS)
Our next major obstacle is the Greek.
(BLEEPS)
I intend to win this race
and Critas the Greek is the only captain who could possibly beat me.
All the period detail is impressively accurate.
There is no point to the race if it isn't.
Everything, except that jewel.
That isn't contemporary. 17th-century Spanish, isn't it?
You're very observant.
The only thing out of period. Why?
When you meet, perhaps you would like to ask him.
Tegan?
Tegan!
-Hello? -Are you all right?
-Of course. -Are you sure?
I feel marvellous.
-You're not space-sick any more? -Not at all.
This must be what they give the crew.
Well, doesn't seem to do them any harm.
Pleased to hear it.
What a jumble this room is.
I know. Some of it seems...quite familiar.
It's a weird mix of my room on the TARDIS
and my bedroom in Brisbane.
I'm beginning to find this ship very strange.
Aunt Vanessa.
It's as though somebody's been rummaging round in my memories.
Perhaps they have. Come on.
-Why are you doing this? -The race? As a diversion.
And the crews for the ships, you collected them
from their different time zones just as a diversion, too?
They are Ephemerals.
-Ephemerals? -Beings like yourself.
You had no right to do it. They're real.
Living, breathing flesh and blood!
You are not an Ephemeral.
You are a time dweller. You travel in time.
You're reading my thoughts.
You are a Time Lord. A lord of time. Are there lords in such a small domain?
-And where do you function? -Eternity.
SAILOR: Marker buoy, sir, coming up on the starboard bow.
The endless wastes of eternity.
(WHISTLE SOUNDING)
What's happening? Are those men going up to the rigging?
-They must be. -But it's madness.
This ship can't possibly function like a real sailing ship.
-Never heard of solar winds? -Yeah.
Well, they exist for real
and produce more than enough energy to propel a ship like this.
I don't understand it. These men are from early 20th-century Earth.
How can they accept pressurised suits without question?
-Turlough, come here. -Perhaps not all of them do. Wait here.
Here. Now look, they're mad, the whole lot of 'em.
-I think it's the demon drink. -No!
But it is, it's got to be. I mean, they've had me at it up there.
I thought I was sailing in space, going round the stars.
I ain't touched a drop.
I think they must be putting it in the drinking water 'n' all.
Now look, I've got this key.
-To what? -It's the key to the rum locker.
Now look, I've got to go, but you've got to stand by me, lad,
like I've stood by you.
We've got to chuck the grog over the side,
the boys would never go aloft without it.
STRIKER: Standby to shorten sail.
Get them aloft, boatswain. Standby to shorten sail.
-What are you doing? -Hold her on course.
-We'll cut it as fine as we can. -MARRINER: Hang the topsail.
-Turn about or you'll crash. -Certainly not.
Hold her on course, helmsman.
Get those men aloft, hang the topsail, stand back to lower the jib.
Get those men aloft!
I'm not going back up there either. You can't send me back.
Turlough, you've got to help me. You said you were going to help me.
It's in the drink.
Hold her on course, man.
-What are we down to, Mr Mate? -Staysail, inner jib and mainsail.
If we strip her any more, she won't steer.
Heave to!
And lose our chance of being first round? Never.
This is the sort of excitement that makes eternity bearable.
(WHISTLING)
We're running before the wind.
We're in some sort of ion drive. It comes to the same thing.
We're going to hit!
-A close shave, Captain. -They'll never catch us now.
We must have entered the gravitational pull of the planet.
-Why didn't we crash? -Well, we had a lot of luck.
Luck? We could have been killed.
-But worth risking to win. -We are determined to be first.
-And winner takes all? -Of course.
Let us see who is next around the marker.
-Critas and the Buccaneer. -MARRINER: Neck and neck.
Doctor, this is madness.
We must stay with it. Remember what the White Guardian said,
"Winner takes all." It has to be the winner of this race.
Gravitational pull, would you say?
-He cut it a bit too fine. -Bad luck, really.
Is that all you can say?
The ship and its crew has just been destroyed.
They're not interested, Tegan.
We have a clear lead, gentlemen, and I intend to keep it.
Mr Marriner, issue the crew with an extra ration of rum
-with the Captain's compliments. -Aye, aye, sir.
I've never seen a ship break up like that.
Was it gravitational pull?
-No. -What?
You saw the way the ship was manoeuvred around Venus.
These vessels are built to withstand enormous stress.
-Sabotage. -Or it was shot down.
It seems this race is getting serious.
Someone is prepared to kill in order to win.
What's the prize?
That we must find out. I think it's time we had a conference.
Not here, Tegan, your cabin. I'll meet you there in a moment.
-What was all that about? -You've forgotten your room?
Some of them can mind-read. We've got to be very careful.
No one on this ship is responsible for the destruction of the Greek.
-Then who did it? -I don't know.
Although sabotage is not against the rules of the race,
it is simply less diverting.
Oh, it spoils the fun, you mean?
-What is against the rules? -To go beyond.
We must remain within those limits we have chosen for ourselves.
-You chose this ship? -Yes.
And the crew?
They were selected from the relevant period of Earth history.
But why? I mean, it's not just to sail the ships, is it?
No, of course not.
You need their minds, human minds.
-Human? -Ephemeral then.
From any planet, any galaxy, any time.
The minds of living beings, you depend on them.
We are Eternals.
You presume to think we depend upon the Ephemeral mind,
with all our power, our technology?
And I wonder where you got it from, all your technology.
Mind you, if you can pick Earth beings from 19th-century England
from the Athens of Pericles, from the Ch'in Dynasty,
I suppose you can just as easily pick the minds of more advanced beings
-from other galaxies. -Correct.
Parasites, that's what Eternals are.
You feed on living minds, you use them as blueprints.
As diversions.
Oh, absolutely, I do see what you mean.
Living minds are contaminated with crude emotions,
organic, irrational, creative, entertaining.
It is true that Ephemerals, dwellers in time,
do have a certain entertainment value.
-You talk as though they were toys. -To me, they are.
Then why is one of you taking this race so seriously?
Where are you going?
-You don't know? -To Miss Tegan's cabin.
You didn't know, though, just for a second. Interesting.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Can you hear?
I need your help!
Can you hear me?
(DOOR OPENS)
Go away! Stop following me.
-Why are you angry with me? -Angry? I'm not angry. I'm disgusted.
A ship blows up, all aboard are lost and you don't even care.
You don't understand. They were not lost. They've transferred.
-They were saved? -They transferred home.
The whole crew?
No, you don't mean the crew at all, do you?
You mean the officers. Things like you, whatever you are.
What happened to the crew? Were they all killed?
But Ephemerals have such short lives, in any case.
-Human beings, you mean? -Whatever you wish to call them.
And, on this ship at least, they are treated well.
Well? I happen to think that human lives are just as valuable as yours.
-I happen to be a human being. -But you're different.
You're not like any Ephemeral I've ever met before.
You must answer. I need your help.
What's going on here?
You are pathetic. I have watched your progress.
(CHOKING)
You have had many opportunities to destroy the Doctor.
I can't kill him.
Then I condemn you to everlasting life. You will never leave this ship.
-What's the matter? -This. This room.
Yes. Well, they can make anything they see in your mind.
That's how this ship was made, out of the minds of the crew.
-Just as this room was. -Shows the state my mind's in.
Hmm.
-Are they like Time Lords? -Oh, no, no. They exist outside of time.
-How? -They're eternal.
They exist in eternity. It's not really what you'd call living.
So what makes them tick?
We do. Their minds are empty, used up.
We've got to get away from here.
Yes, not till I find out what's at the end of the race.
I must go back to the TARDIS. I can't cope with Marriner.
TARDIS.
I do understand how you feel, but I must ask you to stay.
The TARDIS is the last thing I want them to find out about.
What do we do?
Try to distract them, give them something to worry about.
Even an Eternal can't put his mind to too many things at once.
I won't be able to do that. Please, take me back to the TARDIS.
-Now. -Aye, aye, sir.
I won't be happy until I'm back in that console room again.
Turlough!
-What happened? -(PANTING) I fell.
Are you sure? What are those marks?
Are you all right?
-I think so. -Come along.
We're taking Tegan back to the TARDIS.
Over here.
-Where is it? -Well, it was here.
Oh, no. It can't have just disappeared.
-They've found out about the TARDIS. -You're right.
-Take the woman to Mr Marriner. -TEGAN: No!
Please, Doctor. Resistance is futile. We mean her no harm.
-What have you done with the TARDIS? -You'll find out. Lead the way.
I'm sorry you wanted to leave.
-Please, put one on. -No.
-There's so much I wish to show you. -I'm not putting that suit on.
Please. The sooner you do, the sooner you'll be reunited with your friends.
I underestimated you.
You helped me. Such was your concern,
I could recall your mind as far away as the cabin.
The picture was as clear as if you were standing here.
What picture?
Of your ship, the TARDIS, I believe you call her.
Adrenaline is a most effective energy boost.
Your own fear gave it to us.
-Where have you taken... -Miss Tegan is quite safe.
She's on deck. Thank you. Perhaps you would care to join her.
Turlough, you have the key to the rum locker which Jackson appropriated.
-You know about that as well? -Naturally.
-Will Jackson be punished? -For entertaining us?
Superior beings do not punish inferiors.
-Superior? -We use them, kindly.
Jackson is quite calm again. He realises he is safe, as you will.
The suits are merely a precaution.
Why have you brought me here?
Isn't the sight beautiful?
I can see in your mind you find it so.
-Where's the Doctor? -He will be with us in a moment.
On deck, you will have an interesting view of our competitors.
It may help you to decide which one is the saboteur.
What are you competing for?
I mean, the whole point of a race is to win something.
What's the prize?
Enlightenment.
Enlightenment?
The wisdom which knows all things
and which will enable me to achieve what I desire most.
Do not ask what it is. I will not tell you.
It's perfectly all right. You may also remove your helmet.
The atmosphere is breathable.
It's maintained by an invisible energy barrier.
You like giving people shocks, don't you?
I wanted to show you I was telling the truth.
Now you can trust me.
-Will we ever get off this ship? -Once we've found the TARDIS.
BLACK GUARDIAN: (ECHOING) You are doomed, boy.
Are you sure, Doctor? We will get off?
Hopefully, Turlough, hopefully.
You have failed me.
(ECHOING) You will now see my wrath.
You will live aboard this ship in perpetual torment.
No!
I will never serve you again!
No!
(TURLOUGH SCREAMING)
Man overboard!
-What's happened? -Man overboard. It's Turlough.
Come on, lads, let's try get a line to him.
Look! The Buccaneer. She's putting her sails aback.
She can't be.
Yes, she's heaving to.
-Where are you going? -To talk to Striker.
We must get to that ship.
-Surprising of Wrack. -To save someone's life?
To turn aside from the race.
-At least Turlough's safe. -Is he?
Your friend might be better dead than with the captain of that ship.
(GRUNTING)
Just what I've been waiting for.
A handsome gift.
For Captain Davey, with my compliments.
A staggering jewel for a rival.
May it have as great an impact as my present to the Greek.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Deliver it. And these.
But first, the invitation to Captain Striker.
(GROANING)
Your friend is safe. We have received a message.
-I thought you would like to know. -Thank you.
-Where's the Doctor? -The wheelhouse.
I must go to him.
I hope you'll forgive me for saying so,
but I've never experienced a mind such as yours before.
I find it such a fascinating place. Full of...niches, life.
It fascinates me.
What are you doing?
Work it out for yourself.
You've killed your thoughts. You're hiding them from me.
And that's the way it will remain until I find out exactly what's going on here.
Fascinating.
We have received an invitation from Captain Wrack.
A reception aboard the Buccaneer.
And delivered by hand. I'm overwhelmed.
-You will, of course, decline. -Naturally.
-Then we must detain you no longer. -We could collect Turlough.
-Can't we go? -If you wish.
Then I will escort you, with the Captain's permission.
I shall convey our acceptance to Captain Wrack.
What do you want aboard my ship?
Why ask? I thought you could all read minds.
But yours is such a devious one. It's fascinating.
I should like to peel it away, layer by layer.
Why did you come to me? Was your intention sabotage?
No?
Then why did you come to my ship?
Because you're going to win the race.
-Am I? What makes you so sure? -What others have said.
-Ah, that I'm ruthless. -Yes.
I'm the same. I'm very determined, too. I like to win.
You please me.
I also want to learn the secret of your power.
-Power? -To win.
To control.
To read minds.
Then open your mind. Don't resist.
Show faith.
-Hurry up, Tegan. -TEGAN: I'm being as quick as I can.
Well, the launch will be alongside in a moment.
Huh!
(RUMBLING)
-Jib topsail's gone, sir. -Take in more sail.
Yes, sir.
Take in more sail, boatswain, batten down the hatches.
-Davey's ship is gaining on us. -Good.
We'll wait till they're alongside. You take the wheel.
And be prepared to move away from her fast when I activate.
Davey's moving up on the Buccaneer, sir.
(BEEPING)
-What is this place? -You'll find out.
-What have you done? -Improved my chance of winning.
Davey's gone. Asteroid direct hit.
Accidents will happen.
Especially to anyone who challenges Captain Wrack and the Buccaneer.
-What? -Have you forgotten the Greek
who challenged Wrack's ship?
I wonder if the same thing will happen to us.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)
The stateroom is this way.
-Fascinating. A complete cross-section. -Who are they?
Masters of sail, and if they're not,
they're Eternals, like your friend, Marriner.
To them, it's just a game to pass the time.
I can't see Turlough.
(WRACK LAUGHING)
-Who's that? -Your host, Captain Wrack.
-She's beautiful. -She's also an Eternal.
Tegan.
-The wine doesn't please you? -It's excellent.
But we don't have your remarkable constitutions.
You're too modest, Doctor. You're remarkable in other ways,
for an Ephemeral.
And you are so intriguing, my guests are begging to meet you.
-You'll excuse us? -Of course.
Your companion is a very beautiful woman.
Is she?
The confusion in her mind is exhilarating.
Is it?
Look, I need to find Turlough. Can you still sense his mind?
Not clearly.
(GRUNTS)
I've found him. He's very faint.
-Where is he? Concentrate. -He is afraid.
-That should sharpen the image. -Yes.
The grid room, ion chamber. I can see his mind quite clearly.
-Where is the ion chamber? -Down.
Down as far as you can go.
Danger. The boy's in danger.
It's open to space. There's a vacuum shield.
-Look after Tegan. -Yes, of course.
(ELECTRONIC BUZZING)
(BEEPING)
(GASPING)
Help me. Please!
BLACK GUARDIAN: I warned you, boy.
You have failed me. You will die.
Please!
(LAUGHS EVILLY)
Which way? Which way?
(SIGHS)
Hmm.
(EXCLAIMS)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)
Mr Marriner, my friend.
Well, it has to be the right way.
I thought you were taking me to meet someone.
I was, but they seem to have gone.
-Shall we return to the party? -Of course.
-But first... -What?
Have you heard of time standing still?
Oh, yes, it's an expression. It means...
Exactly what it says.
You will remain frozen in time till I have finished with you.
Help me, please. Help me!
BLACK GUARDIAN: Die, boy.
(BLACK GUARDIAN LAUGHING)
TURLOUGH: Help me.
-Turlough? -Doctor!
(BLACK GUARDIAN LAUGHING)
Doctor!
(PANTING)
The vacuum shield!
I reset it.
I thought I was going to die. Explode in the vacuum of space.
What are you doing in here?
Wrack.
She said this place contains the secret of her power.
Did she? Well, it is part of the ion drive system.
Why can the room be open to space?
Better reception.
Interesting.
What is it?
Wrack also uses this place as a receiver for something quite different.
-What? -Do you know what that is?
TURLOUGH: It's an eye. DOCTOR: Only in appearance.
Its function is that of a massive amplifier.
Is that what she used to destroy the other ships?
Well, it's only part of it.
-There's still the question of focus. -What do you mean?
Well, Wrack only creates the power.
She must have something to focus it onto.
Now, how do you think she manages that?
TURLOUGH: How big would this point of focus have to be?
Oh, no bigger than this.
The clasp. That's why it was out of period.
-What are you talking about? -Critas the Greek.
The first ship to be destroyed?
Wrack gave him a clasp as a present. She must have done.
And then she worked the same trick with Davey.
She did, a sword.
-And it had a crystal on the hilt. -Well, that was it.
Will she try the same thing with Striker?
Well, I can't see him or Marriner accepting anything from Wrack.
-They don't trust her. -Luckily for us.
But that won't stop her. She'll find a way.
(LAUGHING)
Perfect.
What do you want to do?
I must find a way of staying on this ship.
-Why? -To stop Wrack winning.
Let me stay.
Or don't you trust me yet?
You couldn't cope.
These creatures have vast powers, that's why none of them must win.
And to achieve further power would be a disaster.
But the other ships, you can't stop all of them.
We can but try.
Where were we?
Ah, yes.
Have you heard of time standing still?
Yes, it's an expression. It means...
Why have you brought me here?
I wanted you to meet someone but they seem to have gone.
I'd like to rejoin the party, too, please.
As you wish.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
Can't see him anywhere.
No. But there's Marriner, longing for your company.
-TEGAN: Yes. -Don't let me keep you.
I've been looking for you everywhere.
-Really? -I was worried.
-Where did Wrack take you? -The wheelhouse.
-You're unharmed? -Of course.
-I was concerned for you. -Thank you.
-It was unnecessary. -I missed you.
I was concerned.
-I'm empty without you. -Go away.
-Please? -You are life itself.
Without you, I am nothing. Don't you understand?
What?
I am empty, you give me being.
I look into your mind and see life, energy, excitement.
I want them. I want you.
Your thoughts should be my thoughts. Your feelings, my feelings.
Wait a minute.
Are you trying to tell me you're in love?
Love? What is love?
I want existence.
I found them coming out of the grid room.
He's a spy.
I saw him wandering around and followed him in.
Then what were you doing in the grid room?
I followed him in.
-Why didn't you summon help? -From where?
When you found me, I was trying to apprehend him myself.
Spying, Doctor?
Well, I'd hardly call it spying.
We were welcomed as guests, given the freedom of the ship.
And you think freedom extends to a door marked "danger"?
What shall we do with your friend the spy?
Get rid of him.
Ah! How?
I mean, send him back.
Send them all back to Striker.
And what about you?
Check to see if the repair to the sail is complete.
Aye, aye, sir.
All right, all right. Don't push.
-Where's Turlough? -You will board the launch now.
-What about Turlough? -He's staying.
-You can't let them do that. -The launch, now.
You can't let them keep him.
You don't understand. It was his idea. He wanted to stay. Come on.
Why?
Wrack mustn't win the race. He's stayed to prevent her.
You believe that?
Well, I think he wants to prove himself. At least, I hope so.
Move.
As soon as Mr Marriner's party's aboard, prepare to get underway.
Your friends have gone.
TURLOUGH: Good riddance.
Drink?
My thanks for detecting the spy.
And for choosing to stay with me.
But I wonder why.
I told you.
-I like to be on the winning side. -You do?
-And you want a share of the winnings? -Yes.
Even though you're not sure what they are?
(CHUCKLES)
-I'm sure the prize is a rich one. -Oh, it is.
-Enlightenment. -In what way?
In every way.
When I have it, I shall no longer depend on Ephemeral minds.
Everything conceived in time, from the beginning to the end,
will be clear to me.
I shall create and destroy as I wish.
-I'll never be bored again. -Destroy?
Enlightenment brings whatever one desires.
I desire to be amused.
I have a new toy to show you. Come.
See how I entertain my guests.
What are they doing?
It's the plank. An ingenious Ephemeral idea
for disposing of those who stand in one's way.
I'm going to change. I've had about enough of this outfit.
I, too, must change and go back to the wheelhouse.
We're nearly into the final leg.
Uh, I'm going to the wheelhouse.
TEGAN: I'll be with you in a minute.
(PEOPLE CLAMOURING)
(CHEERING)
They just disappear.
They're out of the race. They're like me.
We do not exist in time.
Therefore, there is no moment of time that can see us cease to be.
We are Eternals.
They'll survive. Merely transfer.
You Ephemerals are different. You die so easily.
Shall we see?
-One of the crew, perhaps. -No.
Shall we join them on deck?
Why?
They're waiting for you.
No.
-You don't understand. -I understand perfectly.
-The Doctor's not the only spy. -I wasn't spying!
You forget I can see into an Ephemeral mind,
-even a murky one such as yours. -But I'm on your side.
I just wanted a share, just some of the prize.
You wanted it all.
Your mind is divided, confused, hard to read sometimes.
But one thing is clear in it always.
Greed.
-Take him away. He bores me. -No, listen.
The power outside the ion chamber, I heard the power that speaks to you.
I heard it and I know the voice. He speaks to me as well.
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
The Enlighteners, there they are. Gentlemen, we are nearly there.
Cram on everything she's got.
More sail, boatswain. Cram on everything we've got.
-What's happening? -MARRINER: Empty that sail locker.
The race is nearly over.
MEN: Heave!
Heave!
We're pulling away.
We'll show her a clean pair of heels.
We're gaining on them.
Good. I want us lying level.
Wrack! She's still moving up on us.
Those moonrakers are giving her the edge.
-What are moonrakers? -Pirate sails for speed.
-MARRINER: Hold her steady. -With those, they're faster than we are.
Wrack's ship is level, but we're holding her.
No!
You've got it the wrong way round. She's holding level with us.
She's moved in for the kill.
Now, open that door.
I tell you, that's how she was positioned
when the Greek ship exploded, she was lying level.
And when Davey's ship was destroyed, practically alongside,
don't you remember?
-More sail, Mr Mate. -That's everything we've got.
We can't pull away from her, she's got us where she wants us.
-More sail! -More sail, boatswain.
-We must find the focus. -TEGAN: What?
She must have done it. She must have got it aboard somehow.
Did she give you anything when we were on board her ship?
-Anything at all? Think. -No.
It has to be here somewhere. It has to be.
-TEGAN: What? -The point of focus.
Without it, the power she channels is useless.
-What power? -The power of darkness.
Well, it could be anything.
Probably a crystal of some sort. So big, perhaps.
Could be part of a jewel, a clasp, the hilt of a sword.
Part of a jewel.
Come to me.
BLACK GUARDIAN: I am here.
It was there, like a ruby, right in the centre of the tiara.
BLACK GUARDIAN: Focus your mind.
Focus.
(ECHOING) Focus, focus, focus...
TEGAN: What is it? What's happening to it?
I can't destroy it. I'm a fool. Its power is multiplying.
I have to get rid of it. Help me.
(ECHOING) Focus, focus, focus...
Focus, focus, focus...
Striker's ship still exists.
Just in time.
Fascinating.
For an Ephemeral to outwit an Eternal.
I would have thought it an impossibility.
An impossibility? Not at all!
We have control over matter. Had you merely imagined it in space,
I could have converted the image into reality
-without so much effort. -Then why didn't you?
DOCTOR: Because he didn't think of it.
They're far more dependent on us than we are on them.
Without us, they're empty nothings.
What is it?
The wind,
it's dying.
Boatswain! Boatswain!
Mr Marriner, victory's in sight
and we idle here, sails hanging limp. Get the men aloft.
There's no point. There is no wind, Captain.
Wrack is pulling away from us, she's going to win.
-Then we are beaten. -Not quite.
-Don't forget Turlough's over there. -Him?
If I'm to stop Wrack winning, I need my TARDIS.
-Very well. -Where is it?
-Hidden in the Doctor's mind. -Doctor, concentrate.
Will the TARDIS still function? The console blew up.
Probably did it the world of good. Come on, no time to waste.
-Miss Tegan stays with me. -No.
-She stays, or you're both staying. -Wrack is completely outstripping us.
I'll be back.
STRIKER: She has almost won.
(WHOOSHING)
(DOOR OPENS)
No, wait.
The power you're tapping, you think it's under your control, it isn't.
It will control you.
(LAUGHING)
-You don't understand what it is. -You have no time left.
-Throw him into the void. -No, Turlough.
What's the Doctor doing?
What was that?
Man overboard.
Not the Doctor, it couldn't be.
The ship is still moving.
And she hasn't even slackened speed.
-The Doctor has failed. -STRIKER: And Wrack has won.
MARRINER: The race is over.
The sparkle has gone from your mind.
There are only grey shadows there.
I see...
Grief.
What is grief?
Come, we must cross to Wrack's ship.
Let the victor receive his prize.
You will never destroy the light.
Others shall do it for me.
Destroy the light and you destroy yourself.
Dark cannot exist without knowledge of light.
Nor light without dark.
Your powers are waning.
Others will recharge them for me.
These creatures have no knowledge of good or evil.
Enlightenment will give them power.
They will invade time itself. Chaos will come again.
And the universe will dissolve.
Where is the captain of this ship?
Where is the captain to receive the prize?
DOCTOR: I'm afraid the captain can't be with us.
She met with a rather unfortunate accident.
Both the captain and the first mate fell overboard.
I brought the ship into harbour with some assistance.
-You lie. -I leave the lies and deception to you.
Take care, Doctor. You have not defeated me.
You have merely won a minor skirmish.
The war still goes on.
It seems Enlightenment is yours, Doctor.
I'm not ready for it.
I don't think anyone is, especially Eternals.
-Doctor, I thought you... -Yes. Not now, Tegan.
You're right, Doctor.
Let the Eternals return to the place from which they came.
No. I want to stay.
Back to your echoing void, back to the vastness of eternity.
-Tegan, help me. -I can't.
I need you.
You were right, Doctor,
in judging no one is fit to claim all Enlightenment.
I can, however, allocate a share to you, Turlough.
Me?
You assisted in bringing the ship to harbour.
-I can have that? -Yes.
BLACK GUARDIAN: I would point out that, under our agreement, it is mine.
Unless, of course,
you wish to surrender something else in its place.
The Doctor is in your debt for his life.
Give me the Doctor.
And you can have this, the TARDIS, whatever you wish.
So, Turlough,
which will you give him?
The Doctor or this?
The choice is yours.
Here, take it!
(SCREAMING)
Light destroys the dark.
I think you will find your contract terminated.
(CRYSTAL SHATTERING)
I never wanted the agreement in the first place.
-I believe you. -You're mad.
What I've said is true.
You believe him because he gave up Enlightenment for your sake.
You're missing the point. Enlightenment was not the diamond.
Enlightenment was the choice.
Be vigilant, Doctor.
Once, you denied him the Key to Time,
now you have thwarted him again.
He will be waiting for the third encounter
and his power does not diminish.
But the Black Guardian is destroyed?
While I exist, he exists also,
until we are no longer needed.
Let's get away from here.
-Anywhere in particular? -Yes, my planet.
My home.
Why not?