(DOCTOR WHO THEME)
(ENGINE HUMMING)
-We're going into that rocket, Sarah. -What?
I said, you and I are going into that rocket. Come on.
CHEDAKI: Time to lift off, 30 seconds.
Sarah, we need protection.
The g-force will crush us on blast-off.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
SARAH: Is it safe?
DOCTOR: It's all right. It's not activated.
Come on!
Nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four...
Come on, in you go. Quick, quick.
...two, one, zero!
(LOUD RUMBLING)
(GRUNTING) It's crushing me, Doctor!
(GRUNTING)
Doctor!
-We're on the way. (CHUCKLES) -I must have blacked out.
Yes, you did.
The g-force cut the blood supply to what you humans
laughingly call your ''higher centres''.
SARAH: I hate sarcasm, especially when I'm dying.
I feel as though I've been through a mangle.
It was a gentle massage compared to what's ahead.
Oh, no. Don't tell me. I don't want to know.
Yes, you do.
Just before Crayford puts the ship into re-entry orbit,
these containers will be shot out like pips from a lemon.
-How? -Through the cargo shuttle ejectors.
-And we'll be in them. -Oh.
-Ask me why. -Why?
Because they'll reach Earth before the ship.
There's no other way we can warn the Defence Station.
And what are we going to use for air?
Oh, there'll be enough to last the few minutes in space.
I'm more concerned about the efficiency of these retro tubes.
Why, don't they work?
I imagine they'll work well enough for the androids to survive impact,
but we could be in for a nasty jolt.
we'll probably be smashed to a pulp when we land.
Exactly.
Sarah, you've put your finger
on the one tiny flaw in our plan.
Our plan? It's your plan.
Well, I'm open to suggestions if you've got a better idea.
How long before we start all this?
(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)
Quite soon.
They're beaming us through the space time warp now.
Bearing one, four, three.
I've got him.
-There he is! -Contact confirmed. Well done, Tessa.
It's the XK5 all right, exactly as scheduled.
TESSA: Incredible, isn't it, after two years?
Colonel Faraday? Hello, sir, this is the scanner room.
We've picked up Crayford's ship, sir.
Yes, absolutely on the button.
Right, sir. The old man's coming down.
Well, we've searched the area for them, made enquiries in the village.
No sign of the Doctor or Miss Smith anywhere.
Well, he'll turn up when he feels like it.
I'm sure there's nothing to worry about.
-Yes, I just hope you're right. -You're a pessimist, Mr Benton.
What could possibly happen to the Doctor in Devesham Woods?
It's just that I've never known him leave the Tardis
with the key in it before.
Come along, men. Crayford's been spotted on the scanners.
Oh, that's great, sir.
Hello, XK5. Hello, XK5. This is Devesham Control calling XK5.
Do you read me? Do you read me?
It's on the master scanner, sir. Right on course.
-This is a moment for history, Grierson. -It is that, sir.
A two year journey.
He's been further into space than any other human being.
Hello, XK5. Hello, XK5. This is Devesham Control calling XK5.
Do you read me? Do you read me?
CRAYFORD: (OVER RADIO) Come in, Mission Control.
This is XK5. I'm receiving you loud and clear.
MATTHEWS: Okay, XK5. Stand by, stand by.
Sir, would you care to?
Oh. Yes, thank you. Thank you.
Hello, Crayford. Colonel Faraday here.
I, uh... Well, what can one say at a moment like this,
except, ''Welcome home.''
Thank you, sir.
Earth certainly looks pretty good from up here.
I've had some problem with one of the...
(VOICE FADES AWAY)
(RADIO STATIC)
-What's that? Re-entry? -Not yet, sir.
There's something else coming in on the same path.
-Something else? -There's a fireball or something.
It's broken into meteorites, look.
They're down to 1 7,000 metres.
Never mind the meteorites. Have we still got contact with the ship?
He's just hit the upper atmosphere, sir.
It looks like a perfect re-entry path.
He'll be back in the mess in time for late breakfast.
No, he won't, Matthews. Not after two years in space.
MATTHEWS: That meteorite shower's really coming in.
Yes, but, don't they usually burn up before they hit the Earth?
MATTHEWS: This lot's not going to. There's something funny about them.
FARADAY: Something funny?
I swear they're slowing down.
Sarah? Sarah?
No Sarah.
No Sarah. No Sarah.
CRAYFORD: XK5 to control.
-He's made it. -He's through.
This is XK5 calling control.
TESSA: Devesham Control to XK5. We're locking on.
Roger, Devesham.
TESSA: Ignition minus 30, on my mark. Mark.
Mark 30.
AGS reading
er... 400 plus one.
(BEEPING)
Ten seconds to ignition. Mark.
I have ignition, Devesham. Starting descent.
MATTHEWS: Altitude 40,000 metres.
Thirty-nine, thirty-eight thousand.
Descent velocity 650 metres per second.
He'll be landing in a few minutes.
Everything you need, Sullivan?
I've got the tools of the trade here, sir.
You're looking good, Commander.
Good for me, too.
I hope you've got some champagne on ice down there, have you?
Doctor?
(RUSTLING)
(SARAH GASPS)
-Don't do things like that. -I'm sorry.
I had to be sure. You see, there's a replica of you around somewhere.
Well, my replica wouldn't be as glad to see you as I am.
(ROCKET HUMMING)
-What's that? -The rocket is coming in to land.
Well, we'd better hurry if we're going to warn them.
It would suit our purposes better if no one was warned.
You're not the real Doctor.
Come.
We have much to do.
-You're cleared for landing, XK5. -Roger. Coming down now.
MATTHEWS: Coming down
1 9-500, at 1 7.
Four hundred metres. Two fifty.
-Two hundred. -Slight drift to right.
Correcting three forward. Three forward.
Easy, easy.
Docking contact.
Ascent engines command override off.
Engine off. That's it, boys, crack the bubbly!
-The XK5 has landed, sir. -Well done. Well done!
-Come along, Sullivan. We'll go aboard. -Yes, sir.
-Coffee, anybody? -Make mine black, please.
-What about you, Tessa? -Yes, I could do with a coffee.
-Can I use your phone, Grierson? -Yes, of course.
Commander Crayford? Colonel Faraday and the MO are on their way up now, sir.
Thanks. I'll be waiting.
Can you tell me where I could find the Commanding Officer?
-Yes, sir. He's in the scanner room. -Thank you.
Excuse me, sir. Can I see your pass, please?
There we are.
-That's all right, sir, thank you. -Thank you.
Is this the first time you've seen me today?
What? Yes, sir.
Good. Now, if you do see me again today,
I want you to report it to me immediately.
I'll be with the CO in the scanner room.
Yes, yes. Make it 8:00. Outside the Chinese takeaway.
And don't be late.
You've got her well trained.
Yes, well, to be honest with you, it's my kid sister.
I'm taking her to a dance at the Palais tonight.
Doctor! Where have you been? We've been looking all...
-Where's Harry? -Mr Sullivan?
He's gone up to the rocket with Colonel Faraday.
-Call him down. -GRIERSON: I can't do that, sir.
Call him down.
Better do as he says.
-Hello? -Give it to me.
-Harry? Harry, can you hear me? -SULLIVAN: Hello, Doctor. Is that you?
Yes, it is. Don't go into that rocket.
FARADAY: I don't understand. What the Dickens is going on?
Just trust me, Colonel.
If you go into that rocket, your lives will be in deadly danger.
Chap's insane.
SULLIVAN: We ought to do as he says, Colonel.
Harry, bring the lift down. I'll explain it all then.
FARADAY: Very well, Doctor, but the explanation had better be good.
-The lift's started down again, sir. -Good.
-MATTHEWS: Mr Benton? -Yes?
Could you spare a minute, please?
What controls the angle of your radar dish?
This one here, sir.
Give me a pen.
What is going on here?
Have them taken away.
DOCTOR: Could you do that?
Well, it's possible. It would take a bit of time, though.
I'd have to re-jig about 1 1 circuits there.
All right. Well, you get on with it.
-You can't... -Tell no one what you're doing.
You can't point the radar dishes down here, sir!
They'd jam every radio and electronic equipment for miles.
There'd be chaos.
Nothing like the chaos there'll be if you don't do it, Grierson.
Doctor! What the devil's going on?
An invasion of Earth is going on, Colonel.
-What? -Let's go to your office.
You've got some important phone calls to make.
-Crayford's sold you out to the Kraals. -Kraals? Never heard of them.
You've actually seen these androids, then, Doctor?
Indeed I have.
I'll not have my command infiltrated by aliens.
Sir, they may already be among us.
They've made replicas of you and Harry, Colonel.
-Of me? -Yes.
Confounded cheek. How dare they!
SULLIVAN: Colonel, I think I should run a complete medical check on everyone.
Good idea, Sullivan. That'll nail them, eh, Doctor?
Yes, but it would take too long. We can use this.
What's that?
DOCTOR: It's a robot detector.
It lights up in the presence of androids.
-Thing must be faulty. -I don't think so.
I see I was just too late.
A pity you had to find out.
We didn't want any shooting until our takeover was complete.
Hello, Doctor. We've been waiting for you.
Stand back, Doctor.
You know, the resemblance is astonishing.
For a moment, I thought I was seeing double.
Doctor! Doctor, this way!
(GUN FIRES)
(FIRING GUN)
Attention, attention.
(OVER PA) It has been confirmed the Doctor is attempting
to sabotage our defence system.
He is at large somewhere inside the complex.
Saturation search will begin at once.
He is armed and dangerous,
and all personnel have the authority to shoot on sight.
That is all.
-So the androids have taken over. -Looks like.
What about the real Harry and Colonel Faraday?
They must be up there in the rocket with Styggron.
SARAH: We've got to help them somehow.
Our only chance is to stop the androids before they take over the complex.
-Where are you going? -To the scanner room.
You stay here, Sarah.
Hold it, Doctor.
Don't be a fool, Benton, I'm one of you.
Didn't you hear the Colonel just now?
The Doctor's not here, he's at large somewhere in the complex.
-Yes, of course, sir. I'm sorry, sir. -That's all right, Benton,
but keep your wits about you.
Nobody knows who's who around here.
-Have you finished, Grierson? -Almost there, Doctor.
We haven't got a second to lose, man.
BENTON: Hold it, Doctor.
Don't be a fool, Benton, I'm one of you.
Satisfied?
But, I... But I thought you were...
-He passed me just a minute ago. -Which way did he go?
To the scanner room.
There. I've done it.
All I have to do is switch on the power.
DOCTOR: Good.
(GUNSHOT)
A clever way to jam android circuits, but, not quick enough.
What's going on?
The Doctor has interfered in our plans for the last time.
But Styggron promised me there would be no killing.
Fool. Do you really think the Kraals will spare humanity?
Styggron has a virus in your ship
that will destroy every man, woman and child in the world.
Styggron wouldn't do that.
He's a surgeon, a genius.
-Look what he did for me! -He did nothing for you, Crayford.
Absolutely nothing at all. Except brainwash you.
That's not true.
You were hijacked by the Kraals, Crayford.
Nothing went wrong with your rocket. You weren't even injured.
Take off the eye patch and look for yourself.
(ALARM BEEPING)
The scanner room.
Harry?
-SULLIVAN: Sarah? Sarah, where... -Harry!
What's going on?
It's a long story. For a start, you've got a very nasty twin.
Twin?
-Are you all right? -Yeah, I think so, Doctor.
Good.
Where's Crayford?
He went back to the rocket.
Did he?
It's all very well, but, what are these androids?
Shh. I keep telling you. They're robots controlled by Styggron.
The enterprising Earth girl!
No! Don't move.
The sensors indicated an intruder.
I hardly expected to find it was you.
No, I suppose you thought I was still a prisoner on your planet.
I know the Doctor managed to escape, but you must indeed have a charmed life.
What are you getting at?
You were to have been the first human victim
of the billions to be destroyed by this virus.
How did you escape death? Did you not drink the water?
Water?
Styggron!
You have betrayed me.
Betrayed you?
I used you, Crayford, as I use the androids.
But you are no longer of any value.
Excuse me.
(GROANING)
SARAH: Doctor! Oh!
Oh, no!
Don't waste any tears on him, Sarah. He's only an android.
-An android? -Yes, my replica.
I reprogrammed it to confuse Styggron.
Please, don't ever do anything like that again.
Come on.
(SARAH SIGHS)
-How could we ever have been fooled? -How do you mean?
-Well, this really is Earth. -Uh-huh? Are you sure?
-After you. -Uh-uh.
I'm going home, and I'm going by taxi.
Oh.
I'll make you an offer. I'll take you home.
How can I refuse?