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Call them Oak.

Dead on arrival.

Mrs. Peel, we're needed.

Where's the body?

There isn't one.

No body?

No body.

There was always a body.

There was.

Ah.

But this one got up and walked away.

I can confirm that.

Oh, Mrs. Peel, this is Dr. James, a duty
resident.

It's a fact, Mrs. Peel.

There was no pulse, heartbeat,
respiration.

Eyes cold to the touch, pupils
completely dilated. All the symptoms of

Yes. Mind you, if I hadn't seen it with
my own eyes... Doctor.

Is it all right if I go now?

Do you feel fit enough to drive?

Oh, fine, yes.

I admit it did shake me up a little bit,
but now that I know he's alive again...

He's alive?

Not when I examined him.

Well, alive or not, he's up and about
again, isn't he?

That's all that matters.

How severe were the man's injuries?

The car hit him head on.

He was thrown 20 feet.

If I hadn't seen him, I'd have said his
chances were nil. Well, if he's hurt

that badly, he can't have gone far.

Well, goodbye, Dr. James.

Dr. James!

I've killed him.

I've killed him again.

But he was here.

Just there.

I tell you, he was just there.

It looks as though the dear departed has
departed.

And not a sign of blood.

M -O -T -N -R -U.

Anagram?

You're absolutely sure it was the same
man?

Same man again.

Dead again.

It's ridiculous.

It's ludicrous.

It's medically impossible.

And yet it did happen.

Twice.

I must say, it seems to be sadly lacking
in traffic sense.

Oh. What do we do now?

Sit around and wait for him to be
knocked down again?

Well, not me.

M -O -T -N -R -U must mean something.

I'll do some checking.

Let me know if the body turns up.

Casualty. Found unconscious about a mile
from here. He'd been attacked.

By a banana.

What happened?

He hit me.

Who did?

This man.

Huge fellow.

He attacked you?

On the radio.

He smashed the radio.

Ah, this looks as nice a place as any.

I say, excuse me, Sergeant, but we are
on manoeuvres, you know.

The rest of the battalion... With any
luck, the rest of the battalion is ten

miles away by now.

Look, we're the forward patrol, right?

Right. And what was the last thing the
Major said to us before we left?

Use your initiative, right?

Right. and sitting here while the rest
of them go chasing through the mud,

that's real initiative, right?

Right. Then be a good boy and sit down.

Right.

Forward patrol.

Yes, sir.

What's your position?

We're heading north, sir.

What's the terrain like?

Pretty tough, sir, but we're plowing on.
Good show.

Keep it up, men.

Yes, sir.

That's initiative.

All right, you can stop now.

I said...

Hold

this.

Concussed. And severely shocked, that's
it.

What happened?

You won't believe it. Try us.

We were on manoeuvres and we stopped for
a rest. Just for a minute, you know.

You were using the radio?

Yes, sir.

And then this man appeared.

A big man?

Very big?

Yes, sir.

He slammed into him and then he came at
me, so I shot him. I had to. It was self

-defence. He came at me like a mad
thing. I had to shoot him. Where was

Where have you left him?

I told you you wouldn't believe me.

He wasn't hurt.

He came right at me. I could see the
bullet holes in his chest. He took a

magazine and he wasn't hurt.

And then he smashed the radio.

And then?

He walked away.

Where did he go?

Into the forest.

Okay.

Thanks. Thanks.

You know the regulations. Grade A
personnel only.

But it's all right.

Everything's ready.

Professor Stone can handle him.

I've had patients who claim to cast iron
constitution, but this fellow... Steve,

M -O -T -N -R -U stands for... Ministry
of Technology, Neoteric Research Unit.

That's a good guess.

I've seen the place. It's about a mile
or so from here. And never mind that.

What else did you find out about it? Not
a thing.

Neoteric. That means... Modern,
futuristic, advanced.

The military wouldn't say a word about
it.

What goes on in there, Doctor?

It's a research establishment run by a
man named Stone. That's all I know.

Stone? Professor Frank N. Stone. I found
this at his cottage.

See George Eccles' aerial cottage,
Serious Interference.

Worth following up.

And I'll see the professor.

Pass, please, sir.

This way, sir. To your left, please.

I'll need your pass again, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, excuse me, sir.

Dr. Penrose, this is Mr. Steed. He's
from security.

Security?

Thank you, Carter.

Yes, we have some VIPs arriving next
week.

You're here to... To make sure they're
safe and secure.

Well, perhaps if you wouldn't mind
waiting in the professor's office.

Your security appears to be more than
adequate.

I can't recall meeting such stringent
precautions.

Very necessary, I assure you. I'm
assured, although I'm curious to know

you're harboring. Under the rules
governing this establishment, Mr. Steed,

work may only be discussed with our
immediate superiors. I have only one,

Professor Stone.

Ah, that will be him now.

Mr. Steed, meet Professor Stone.

You have gone too far, Vladimir.

A threat to the queen I cannot allow.

If my plan is to succeed, it is vital to
remove her.

Then, comrade, you give me no
alternative.

What can you do, eh? You are trapped,
surrounded.

That's where you are wrong, comrade.

Bishop, to queen's night four. Please, I
must have time to consider.

But of course.

Mr. Eccles.

Yes?

Hello, Pakistan.

Is that you, sir? Indeed, it is me.

And have you deliberated your move?

I have.

After much thought and prayer, my knight
moves to rook six.

Ah, I shall answer with my rook to
bishop four.

Goodness gracious me.

Mr. George Eccles.

That's right.

And this is Twiggy. She's quite
harmless, really.

This is Mrs. Peel, and I'm quite
harmless, too.

Yes. Well, I'm afraid you've caught me
at a rather inopportune moment. It's my

daily chess art, you see. There's
nothing like a game of chess to improve

international relations.

Excuse me.

Hello? Tokyo?

Greetings, George.

Greetings?

I am still illuminating.

Illuminate all you wish.

What do you think?

Most impressive.

This is rather fun, isn't it?

Come in, Caroline.

What can I do for you, Mrs. Field?

It's about Professor Stone. Caroline are
calling Eccles.

Eccles receiving you all.

And have little old you meet your little
old movie. I was thinking of moving my

pawn to Bishop Five.

Okay.

What about Professor Stone?

You do know him?

No, of course I know him. He's been
hounding me for months.

What about?

Interference.

Interference?

Interference.

Downright interference.

You've seen our security arrangements,
Mr. Steed. You know they couldn't

possibly be tighter. All the same, I
thought perhaps I'd better just check up

you, Professor.

On me?

Well, your establishment.

Do you spend much time in the village?

No, very little. Our work here is
reaching a climax. I like to be close at

So you don't see your cottage much?

Cottage? Your weekend cottage,
Professor.

Oh, yes, of course.

That answers your question, Mr. Seed,
doesn't it? It's been so long since I've

been there that I've forgotten I ever
owned it.

When did you last leave the
establishment?

Must have been about a month ago.

Really, Mr. Seed, you haven't been
behind these walls for a month.

Professor Stone is a dedicated man, Mr.
Seed.

May I ask just why it's so important?

Well, it could be important. The
Ministers of Science, Technology and

are coming down here shortly, aren't
they?

We don't want to expose them to risk. So
could we go over your security

arrangements just once more?

Over and out.

Now then.

Professor Stone.

Ah, yes, the dear professor.

Said I was interfering with some of his
experiments.

How? Using certain radio frequencies.

Said they clashed with a certain project
he was developing.

Which frequencies?

Oh, about 540 megacycles.

Hardly my territory, that. Oh.

Only operates over short distances, do
you see?

Ah, well, perhaps the professor was
using that weight band.

Could be. We can easily find out.

Tune in.

Do you mind?

She's not very heavy.

Well,

there's something there, but it's very
faint there.

Can you boost it?

You can have a go.

That's about it, Mr. T.

Our complete security layout.

What's this section?

Oh, that's the experimental section.

Oh, I'd like to see it. I'm sorry, Mr.
T., that's out of bounds easy to you.

surely if we came around here, we
wouldn't be in any... Professor.

Are you all right?

Yes. Yes, it's just a slight headache.

Perhaps you ought to lie down.

Rest. I'm perfectly all right, thank
you.

He suffers from a slight migraine.

Nothing serious.

Really ought to lie down, sir. Rest.

He really ought to.

Perhaps, Mr. Steve, you won't mind if we
continue with this discussion at some

later date? Not at all.

Are you sure it's not serious?

Nothing we can't handle.

Quickly, Professor.

Hurry.

Is that as high as it will go?

No, we could cut in another amplifier.

Let's do that.

Cliff, fetch the ambulance. He's gone
again.

No one's using this wave band.

It's just a collection of signals and
harmonics from other stations.

Then why did Stone complain?

Well, if you tune into these high
frequencies, do you see? It can cause

interference. It affects instruments.

Easy, Twiggy.

You saw no one? Just his handiwork. He
disposed of Eccles and wrecked his

equipment. Well, if it is Professor
Stone, Jekyll and Hyde. You say he was

identical to our court?

Identical. How did he behave?

Very courteously. They rolled out the
carpet, gave me the full VIP treatment.

But no hint of what was going on there?
Not a glimmering. It was all very

mysterious. Like Stone's cottage.

That hasn't been lived in for weeks.

He explained that. He's residing at the
unit.

Sounds believable, but I think it merits
another look.

Them's are my sentiments.

Dr. James?

I can assure you, Mr. Steed, that
whatever has occurred down in the

got nothing to do with what's happened
up here.

You'll have to convince me.

I thought we already had.

I mean, is when you were here last.

When I was here last, the professor was
not at his best.

How are you now, by the way? Oh, I'm
fully recovered, thank you. No chance of

relapse? No, none whatever.

Good. Then I can have a look at the
experimental section.

I thought I'd made it quite clear, Mr.
Steele. Oh, I have official consent. You

can check it if you like.

You see, I'll have to lay my cards on
the table.

We have had problems here.

Problems which, perhaps foolishly, we
have tried to cover up.

But now we have solved them.

There will be no more incidents, I
promise you.

I suppose we shall have to show him.

Mr. Steed, an inquiry now could put back
the entire project.

Could even finish it altogether.

If we can show you the results of our
work, if we can convince you that it's

perfectly safe, can we rely on your
support?

Ask me again after you've shown me.

Very well.

You'll be good enough to come with me.

Please.

Thank you.

No, Mr. Seed.

That is not my twin.

That is a machine, what we call a
duplicate.

A robot?

Oh, no.

Robots need a master control and men to
build them and maintain them.

And what's the difference?

Well, this can repair and recreate
itself.

All it needs is power.

It's programmed like a computer, with a
man's complete memory, his total

experience.

It's based on the absorption of
electrical impulses. What you would

suppose, a brain transfusion.

I see.

By this means, Mr. Steed, great minds
need never die.

We can preserve not only memory and
experience, but thought processes as

Is that skin plastic?

And heat resistant.

I utilize new alloys. It's virtually
indestructible.

Why does it have to look like you?

In my own image, you mean?

Vanity, perhaps.

I was the first of the guinea pigs.

Of course, we still have our problems,
the weight, for instance, and it's still

susceptible to certain radio frequencies
which affect the circuits.

However, there's nothing more to worry
about with this one. I've drained the

memory. It's completely harmless now.

But this one, now this is my mark two.

He will be perfect.

Are you quite certain he's securely
tucked up?

Quite certain, Mr. Steve.

So you will appreciate the need for
absolute secrecy, Mr. Steed.

If we are to preserve our finest minds
in a matter of ten or twenty years, we

shall outstrip every other nation. There
will be no limit whatsoever to our

advancement. I don't relish the idea of
permanent politicians.

Oh, no. The duplicates will be carefully
selected from amongst the creative

field. There will be adequate controls,
I assure you. Goodbye, Mr. Steed.

Goodbye, Professor.

Oops, excuse me.

This problem of radio frequency appears
insoluble. Nothing is insoluble, Doctor.

I've utilized every technique, I promise
you. Yes, I'm sure you have.

Perhaps the answer lies in our earlier
papers.

Hello? Hello, Dr. James.

Yes, Mrs. Beale.

Is Steed there?

No, he isn't.

I'll take those, Mrs. Peel.

Oh, Doctor?

Any news?

No. Did Mrs. Peel call by any chance? As
a matter of fact, she did.

And? She's gone back to town.

If you're the real one, who's minding
the store?

What else did Mrs. Peel say?

Just what I told you. She's going back
to town.

But why?

Did she explain why?

Just what I've told you.

Surely, surely she must have said
something else.

Mr. Steed.

Do you know Dr. James, Dr. Betty James?

Yes, she runs the village hospital. Why?

How well do you know her?

Hardly at all.

Let's put it this way.

How closely have you studied her?

Why don't you get to the point, Mr.
Steed? The point is that I have just

away a replica of Dr.

James. A replica?

I don't understand. A duplicate. An
exact duplicate.

That model of yours downstairs, the one
that you didn't show me.

Who did you duplicate this time? Whose
face did you use? Dr. James?

No, it was Penrose. As a matter of fact,
the Mark II model was a duplicate of

him. I made it in his image.

Penrose.

Who models the faces, the features?
Somebody must do it.

Well, yes, Penrose does. He has a
certain artistic flair.

Penrose! Do you know what's been
happening?

It isn't Penrose who's assisting you.
It's his duplicate.

That's quite impossible.

But it answers so many questions.

I think perhaps you'd better let me deal
with this, Mr. Steed.

Are you sure you can deal with it? Yes,
of course I can.

You wanted me, Professor?

Yes, Sir Penrose.

Mr. Steed wishes to see the brain
transfuser in operation.

I told him I was sure you'd be willing
to cooperate.

Certainly, Professor.

Would you care to come over here, Mr.
Dean?

It's possible to feed the vibrations
into the duplicate.

Or with a touch of this switch...

Withdraw them.

When you come with me, Mr. Seed...

Mrs. Peel, Dr. James, I do apologize. I
can't tell you how sorry I am. I hope

you haven't come to any harm.

Untouched by human hand.

Do you have a key?

Yes, of course.

Really, I'm extremely sorry.

Dr. James?

You have the real Dr.

Penrose in here.

And? And the real Dr. James.

And?

Whoever heard of a robot growing a
beard?

You're a duplicate.

Come on, Doctor!

We

duplicates

are programmed to survive, Mr. Steed.

We are programmed to take over. Your
ministers will arrive on their tour of

inspection, but... Duplicates will
leave.

Duplicates so perfect they will defy
detection.

Do you want the latest cricket scores?

Frequency 540.

You're attractive.

Not a patch on you.

How about him?

Isn't there anything intellectually
stimulating, morally uplifting?

Maybe a comment on the rich pageant of
life.

Something with warmth, humanity,
substance, tragedy.

Maybe even a touch of humour.

Ah, you mean the political broadcast. We
bring you the political broadcast.

Here is the Minister of Economics.

Good evening.

Tonight I wish to talk to you...

about the engendered five -year plan for
the establishment of industrial

sanctions and arbitrations in the north
-eastern sector of heavy and light

-heavy industries. I'm sure you would
all agree, a fascinating topic.

You know, we just averted a disaster.

Huh? Can you imagine plastic
politicians?

Who would ever know the difference?
Cheers.