Doctor Who (1963–1989): Season 9, Episode 22 - The Time Monster: Episode Two - full transcript

(DOCTOR WHO THEME)

Surely you don't need to wear
anti-radiation gear, Professor?

In case of an emergency, my dear,
I may have to join Mr Hyde in a hurry.

Report, Mr Hyde.

STUART: Interstitial activity, nil.

Molecular structure, stable.

4.0, 4.5, 5.0...

Increasing power.

RUTH: Isolate matrix scanner.

STUART: Check.

6.0, 6.5, 7.0...



MASTER: Increasing power!

It's got into the second quadrant
already, Professor.

I know what I'm doing, Doctor.
Initiating transfer, now!

STUART: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6,

5, 4, 3, 2, 1!

I'm getting too much power!
I can't hold it! Switch off!

Turn it off, Professor! Turn it off!

Come, Kronos! Come!

Stuart!

No, no, wait! It's too dangerous!

Professor!

(BELL CHIMING, SLOW AND DISTORTED)

(TYRES SCREECHING)

Right, Jo.



Jo?

Oh, good grief!

- Cut the power!
- RUTH: I can't! It won't budge!

- Then reverse the polarity!
- What?

Reverse the temporal polarity.

- Is it safe to go in?
- No, wait.

What's all this about?

Oh, for heaven's sake,
there's a man in there.

Right, the level should be
all right now.

Proctor.

RUTH: Stuart!

If this is meant to be
some kind of a joke...

What on earth is going on? Who is this?

My assistant.

But Stuart's only 25.

25?

This man's 80 or more.

What's happening, Doctor?
Are we too late?

On the contrary, Jo,
I think we're just in time.

How is he?

Well, what he needs at the moment
is rest.

We'll get him to the hospital later.

He must have been
a pretty tough youngster.

- He was.
- Lucky for him.

Otherwise, the shock of the change
would have finished him off.

- But will he be all right?
- Yes, he'll survive.

Yes, but how long for, Doctor?
He's an old man.

What caused it, Doctor?
Some sort of radioactivity?

- No, it was more than that.
- A change in metabolism?

Well, that's more like it, Jo,
but it still isn't the answer,

even if the metabolic rate
had increased a hundredfold.

- That's impossible.
- Well, of course it is.

Even if it wasn't, the change in him
would have taken seven or eight months,

not eight seconds.

Well, there's only one thing I know
which makes people old.

And that is?

Anno domini, Doctor.
Age, the passing of time.

We all know that.

Hmm, congratulations, Brigadier.

I think you've provided the explanation.

Well, glad to be of service.
What did I say?

"The passing of time."

That's the only possible answer.

Stuart's own personal time
speeded up so enormously

that his whole physiological life
passed by in a moment.

But why? How did it happen?

Well, the Professor might know,
but he seems to have disappeared.

What professor?

Professor Thascalos. TOMTIT's his baby.

Thascalos?

Really, the arrogance
of that man is beyond belief.

Well, whose arrogance?

Doctor, I wish you wouldn't
talk in riddles.

Perhaps a classical education
would have helped you, Brigadier.

Thascalos is a Greek word.

(SOFTLY) Thascalos.

I get it!

- Thascalos is Greek for "Master".
- Right, Jo.

(MUMBLING)

He's coming round.

Help me. Help.

It's all right. It's all right.
You're quite safe.

- Shh. It's all right.
- Nobody's safe. No one's safe.

Oh, he's here. He's here. I saw him.

Oh, the poor boy's delirious.

Don't try to speak, Stu. Just rest.

No, no, let him talk.
Who did you see, Stuart?

- Answer me.
- Danger... The crystal...

Please stop this, Doctor. Please.

Look, answer me, Stuart.
Who did you see?

- Go easy, Doctor.
- Doctor, please...

Be quiet, both of you!

Now, answer me! Who did you see?
Answer me!

(SPUTTERING)

Kronos!

(CHOKING)

Kronos?

Yes, of course. I should have known.

Dr Ingram, I want you to come with me.

I want you to tell me everything that
you know about that machine of yours.

- Shall I come?
- No, no, you stay here with Stuart.

Phone me immediately
he starts talking again.

Better lock the door
behind us, Miss Grant.

Brigadier, don't hang about.
I have a job for you, too, you know.

"Newton Institute, Wootton."

Got that, sir. Over.

(RADIO STATIC)

Say again, sir.
I didn't quite get that. Over.

I said, bring some men with you.

I feel as naked as a baby in its bath.

I want light and heavy machine guns.
Oh, and Yates?

Shove a couple of anti-tank guns
in the boot, will you? Over.

You've got tanks there, sir? Over.

You never know, Captain.
You never know. Over.

Right, sir. And, uh, when, sir?
I mean, how soon? Over.

Oh, the usual, Captain Yates.
About 10 minutes ago.

Oh, and, Yates, the Doctor wants you
to bring his Tardis with you.

All right? Over.

Right, sir. Out.

I'm sorry, Charles, but the whole thing
smells of bad fish.

You'll be well out of it.

But I would stake my reputation
on the Professor's integrity.

You already have, Charles.
You already have.

A foolish gamble at long odds.
It's not surprising that you lost.

Please, Humphrey...

I can see no alternative
to a full Whitehall inquiry.

I can only hope that we don't have to
parade our dirty linen at Westminster,

not to mention Brussels.

- Forgive me, Mr Cook?
- Dr Cook.

I'm so sorry. Dr Cook.

I couldn't help overhearing
what you said.

Well?

This affair is no longer
in your hands, sir.

I beg your pardon?

It's now a security matter.
I've taken over.

- You have no right...
- I'm sorry, sir, I've every right.

Subsection 3A of the preamble
of the 7th Enabling Act.

Paragraph 24-G, if I remember rightly.

Oh...

So, bearing in mind
the Official Secrets Act as well,

you'll please make certain that you say

not a word about today's events
to anybody, either of you.

- That's all very well...
- Be quiet, Proctor.

You can't possibly have sufficient
grounds for such high-handed behaviour.

This man, Thascalos, is a dangerous
criminal and an escaped prisoner.

Sufficient grounds?

Well, uh, yes.
Come along, Proctor. Don't stand about.

You'll be hearing from us, Charles.

Oh, excuse me, sir.

Dr Percival!

Er... What?

Are you feeling quite well, sir?

Yes, yes, of course I am.

Oh, this whole matter is a shock but...

What did you want?

I'd like this whole place evacuated

of all but essential personnel
at once, please.

I can't think, Brigadier, you have
the slightest idea what you're asking.

There are projects in train...

I'm sorry, sir,
but it's absolutely necessary.

Now, Sergeant Benton will keep an eye
on this machine of yours

until the troops arrive.

But I cannot be held responsible
for the consequences

unless you do as I ask.

Brigadier, you may enjoy
playing at soldiers...

By 3:00, please, Dr Percival.

And if the Master contacts you,
don't try to hold onto him.

- Just let me know at once.
- Who?

I'm sorry. Of course,
I mean the Professor.

Well, he'll be miles away by now.

I doubt it.

There's no reason why
he should know we're on to him.

He'll be back.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Any trouble?

- I've been a bit lonely, but that's all.
- Good, good.

But Doctor, why won't you explain?

Because I must find out
whether I'm right, that's why.

- Now, where's the crystal?
- It's through here.

There.

The crystal of Kronos.

- So I am right.
- Kronos?

Well, that's what Stuart said.

Look, Doctor, what is all this about?

Well, it'll be difficult to accept,
I warn you.

Well, try me.

Well, luckily, you are already familiar

with the idea of stepping outside
of space-time.

I've lived with the concept for months.

And I've lived with it
for many long years.

- I've been there.
- You have?

Yes, I have.

Strange place it is, too.

Place that is no place.

A dangerous place, where creatures live
beyond your wildest imagination.

Chronovores, time eaters,

who will swallow a life as quickly as
a boa constrictor can swallow a rabbit,

fur and all.

Are you saying that Kronos
is one of these creatures?

I am.

The most fearsome of the lot.

You! What are you doing here?

Now, don't panic.
Shut the door and come here.

- But they'll find you.
- Not if you keep your head.

Why should they
look for me here, anyway?

Look, don't fidget, please!

But Kronos was a Greek legend.

He was the Titan who ate his children,
wasn't he?

Yes, exactly.

And what's more, one of those children
in the legend was Poseidon,

the god of Atlantis.

Are you trying to tell us
that the classical gods are real?

Well, yes and no.

Extraordinary people,
the Atlanteans, you know,

even more extraordinary
than their cousins in Athens.

Once reality became unbearable for them,
they would invent a legend to tame it.

You mean like the legend of Kronos?

Quite so.

Kronos, a living creature, was drawn
into time by the Priests of Atlantis,

using that crystal as its centre.

You mean that
that crystal is the original?

The actual crystal from Atlantis?

It is.

And your friend the Professor
is trying to use that crystal

as it was used 4,000 years ago
to capture the chronovore.

So that's what you meant
when you talked of terrible danger.

Danger to us, you mean, Doctor,
or to the whole world?

Not just danger to our world, Sergeant,

or even our galaxy,

but to the entire created universe.

But suppose somebody should walk in here
now and find me talking...

Oh, dear, you are a worrier, aren't you?

Come here.

Closer.

Now, look into my eyes.

There is nothing to worry about.

Everything will be all right
if you just obey me.

Just obey me.

Obey.

I must obey.

Everything will be all right.

That's better.

Now, you go along there
and carry on with your telephoning

and let me get on with my sums.

You know, it's a long time
since I came across a hypnotic subject

who's turned out to be
as good as you are.

(CHUCKLING)

It's just like old times.

There are two things
I don't quite understand, though.

One is the massive power build-up
that you had

and the second is
the strength of the signal

that I received on the time sensor.

Yes, but you said yourself
it picks up all time field disturbances.

Yes, indeed, it does.

The strength of the signal
was far too strong

for an apparatus as crude as this.
However...

- Ah.
- Well, what is it, Doctor?

Yes.

Well, I thought it would be
around here somewhere.

This, Sergeant, is the Master's Tardis.

E to the power of 7 MC.

E equals MC cubed.

Squared. Uh, yes. Thank you, at once.

What?

E equals MC squared, not cubed.

Not in the extra-temporal physics
of the time vortex.

Oh, dear, now you've made me
lose my place.

You're an interfering dolt, Percival.

I'm sorry. What are you doing?

Oh, dear, I'm trying to find out why
we had that massive power build-up.

It makes the whole
experiment uncontrollable.

Even the filter didn't prevent it.
And logically, it just shouldn't happen.

- Logically, it just shouldn't happen.
- But it did.

Yes, indeed it did.

So there's only one thing left
for us to do.

Wouldn't you agree, Sergeant?

Oh, yeah, sure. What, for instance?

Switch on and take a look for ourselves.

Right.

It's reading 10 already.

But that's impossible.

Doctor?

Doctor, the crystal's glowing.

Sergeant, now,
you're a strong young man.

Go in there and pick up that crystal,
will you?

Doctor, Stuart was...

It's perfectly safe at this low level,
believe me.

- If you say so, Doctor.
- I do.

(GRUNTING) It's fixed down.

No, it isn't, you know.
You can see it isn't.

Well, I can't shift it.

No.

No, of course you can't.

Do you know why you can't shift it?

Because that crystal
isn't really here at all.

It's made the jump
through interstitial time.

Must be linked to that other crystal,
all those thousands of years ago.

Or rather, it is the other crystal.

But then where is the original one?

Where do you think?

In Atlantis, of course.

Holiness! Holiness! Come quickly!
The crystal is afire!

(THUNDER CLAPPING)

At last!

At last, Kronos, the time is come.

And I await your call.

(THUNDER CLAPPING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Excuse me, Doctor.

Sergeant Benton.

Ah, hello, Miss Grant.

Yeah. Yeah, he's here.

Oh, I see. Look, hang on a sec.

Doctor?

Doctor, it's Jo.
She says Stuart Hyde's coming to.

He's in a bit of a state, it seems.

All right. Tell her that I'm on my way.

- You'd better stay here, Sergeant.
- Right.

- Coming, Ruth? Uh, Dr Ingram?
- Ruth will do.

Hello, Jo?

It's all right. I heard.

Well, no, not scared, exactly.

Just a bit, well, you know, churned up.

Yeah, and a Merry Michaelmas
to you, too.

Kronos...

Oh no, I'm forgetting my patient.
See you, Sergeant.

Are you all right?

- I felt him coming back.
- Who?

Kronos. Oh, don't let him touch me.

It's all right.

- You're quite safe, honestly.
- I'm burning. I'm burning.

- Shh. It's safe.
- Who are you?

- I'm Jo.
- Oh, where am I?

You're in your own room.

Oh, I've got the granddaddy
of all hangovers.

(SIGHING)

My hands...
What... What's happened to my hands?

It's all right.
It's all right, honestly.

- It's a difficult...
- My mirror... Where's my mirror?

- There isn't one.
- Give me a mirror.

Please, I'll get you one later.
Come on, now, just lie down and...

Oh, no!

No!

No.

.00357.

- .00357. Good!
- You've finished?

Yes, at last.
Now, back to the laboratory.

Yes, but they'll have somebody on guard.

Ah, yes.

You don't happen to know
who it is, do you?

Yes, a Sergeant Benton, I think.

Really?

Well, I think I know
how to deal with him.

It was just after
the cup and saucer appeared.

I was about to switch off
when it happened.

Go on, old chap.
Go on, you're doing fine.

Like... Like a tongue of flame.

All my body was on fire.

All my life, all my energy,
was being sucked out of me.

Well, why did you say "Kronos"?

Because that's who it was.

How did you know?

I just knew.

You mean, you heard a voice
or something?

No, I just knew.

It's a race memory. We all have them.

But what is Kronos?
Or should I say who?

Later, Jo. Later.

Go on, Stuart. What else?

Nothing else, till I woke up here.

Doc, am I really an old man?

Is there nothing you can do?

Or am I stuck like this?

I'm sorry, Stuart. I just don't know.

But I promise you that we'll do
everything we possibly can to help you.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

MAN: Hello, is that Sergeant Benton?

Yes.

This is the Director. The Brigadier
wishes to see you back at the house.

But I don't get it. The Brigadier
wants me back at the house?

Yes, that's right. At once.

Yes, but that means
leaving the lab unwatched.

Oh, but he said be sure to lock up.
Those were his very words.

I don't know, Dr Percival.

I mean, you've put me
in a bit of a spot.

The Brigadier told me to stay here
no matter what happened.

He'll have my stripes if I don't.

- Uh, one minute.
- What's the matter?

I don't think he believes me.

I'm not surprised. I've never seen
a more inept performance.

- Look, tell him to ring the Brigadier...
- But you can't...

Do as I tell you!

Sergeant Benton?

I suggest you check
with Brigadier Stewart yourself.

Where can I do that?

Uh... Oh, you want his number? Uh...

Oh, yes, I think you can contact him
on 534.

534, right.

Yeah, yes. That's right.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

(PHONE RINGING)

(IN BRIGADIER'S VOICE)
Lethbridge Stewart.

Hello, Sergeant Benton here, sir.

Ah, Benton.

Sir, I've just had the most
peculiar phone call.

Nothing peculiar about it,
my dear fellow.

Perfectly simple.
I need you over here, on the double.

All right, sir. Right away, sir.

Well?

No sign of him.

Do you think he really would...
Ah, there he is.

It worked! It really worked!

Of course it worked.
Now see if the corridor's clear.

Not a soul, Professor.

(PERCIVAL TALKING IN CORRIDOR)

There's only so much time.

Time? Soon, I shall have
all the time in the world, literally.

In an hour or so the place will be
swarming with soldiers.

Percival, you're beginning
to irritate me. Now, do be quiet.

I tell you that nobody
and nothing can stop me now.

Put your hands in the air, both of you.
Now, get 'em up!

And turn around slow... Slowly.

Well, well, well!

The resourceful Sergeant Benton.

You didn't really think you could fool
me with a fake telephone call, did you?

It's the oldest trick in the book.

I underestimated you, Sergeant.
How did you know?

Simple. The Brigadier's not in the habit
of calling sergeants "my dear fellow".

Ah, the tribal taboos of army etiquette.

I find it difficult to identify with
such primitive absurdities.

Yes, well, primitive or not, mate,

you're still in the soup
without a ladle, aren't you?

- Now, Sergeant, you must let me explain.
- Keep back!

- Keep... Keep back.
- Yes, of course. Of course, Sergeant.

You see, Sergeant Benton,
the whole point is that...

Doctor! What a very timely...

You're wrong, Sergeant Benton.
That is the oldest trick in the book.

What are you going to do?

I am going to bring somebody here who
can help me find the power that I need.

- Without it, I am helpless.
- I don't understand.

Of course you don't understand.
How could you possibly understand?

Only one thing stands between me
and complete power over the Earth,

over the universe itself!

And the one I bring here
will show me how to harness that power.

Now, you watch that crystal!

Kronos, lord of life,
give me of thy power.

Oh, mighty Kronos, lord of death,
give my thy power!

Oh, mighty Kronos, lord of life,
give me thy strength!

Mighty all-exalted one! I hear and obey!

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

(THUNDER CLAPPING)