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(DOCTOR WHO THEME)

(RADAR BEEPING)

What do you think?

Too small to be a hunter-killer.

Could be one of their probes
trying to locate our position.

Computer scan.

(WHIRRING)

SCIBUS: No hostile movements registered.

ICTHAR: Excellent, Scibus,

but continue to monitor
their activities.

We must remain undetected

until we are ready to act.

We've lost it, Commander.

Readings.

WOMAN: It seems to be organic
in structure, and radiating heat.

Check.

Volcanic debris?

More than possible.
We're close to the oceanic fault here.

(BEEPING)

How are we doing?

Oh, on target, it seems.

You changed your mind about going home?

Well, I...

I thought I would learn more
if I stayed with you.

-It's true.
-Of course.

-I mean it.
-I believe you.

I'm just a little doubtful
about how resolute you'll remain.

Time will tell.

Yes, indeed.
Aboard the Tardis, it always does.

-Where are we going?
-Earth.

What for?

I promised to show Tegan
a little of her planet's future.

We're almost there.
You could let her know.

Nothing.

What's the matter?

I think we should launch
a reconnaissance probe.

Forever cautious.

I've spent too long on a Sea Base
not to be.

And given how unstable
the current political situation is,

an attack is not to be unexpected.

-Launch an unmanned probe.
-Sir.

-Happier?
-Thank you, sir.

The base is to remain on full alert.

-And Maddox.
-Sir?

If there is enemy activity outside,
we could go to missile run.

So, stand by.

Yes, sir.

The base has launched a probe.

ICTHAR: The Myrka can deal with it.

TARPOK: We are ready to begin, Icthar.

ICTHAR: Good.

For hundreds of years,

our Sea Devil brothers
have lain entombed,

waiting patiently for this day.

It concerns me that they did not wake up

as we had planned in the first place.

Their enforced period of hibernation

may have caused much muscular
and organic degeneration.

We shall soon see, Tarpok.

Proceed.

What's the matter?

-I can't do it.
-Of course you can.

You saw me out there.

You wouldn't be here if there was any
doubt about your fitness for the job.

I'm a student
on attachment to Sea Base 4

to study an experienced sync operator
in action,

not to take his place.

I'm not ready.

Until Lieutenant Michaels'
replacement arrives,

there isn't anyone else.

I know.

I'd feel much happier
if there'd been a proper investigation

into the Lieutenant's death.

It was a careless accident.
There was nothing to investigate.

Lieutenant Michaels was careful
to the point of paranoia.

Men like that aren't electrocuted
carrying out simple maintenance.

-You reported your suspicion?
-Of course.

But Commander Vorshak's not interested.

He just keeps going on about
what a marvellous opportunity this is

for me to gain hard experience.

The Commander is right.

Maybe he is.

But I'm also aware
that if we do go to missile alert,

I don't think I can press that button.

Listen to me.

Don't throw your whole career away
because you don't feel quite ready.

That's silly.

Lieutenant Michaels' replacement arrives
the day after tomorrow.

There may not be a missile run
before then anyway.

All right.

Come back to the bridge?

Now what?

It's my own fault. I should...

I should have changed it for a Type 57
while I had the chance.

-We're where we should be, aren't we?
-Oh, yes.

Very close to Earth,
in orbit above the atmosphere belt.

So, what's the problem?

Slight hiccup in our time zones.
We're too far advanced. I'm sorry.

Doctor, look!

What is it?

It's a robot weapons system.
It seems to be scanning us.

This is Sentinel Six.

You have entered
a forbidden military zone.

Transmit your security clearance code.

Reset the call cut-out.

Sentinel Six, could you
repeat your instructions, please?

This is Sentinel Six.

You have entered
a forbidden military zone.

Transmit your security clearance code,

or you will be destroyed.

Sentinel Six,
we have no hostile intentions.

Our presence here is purely temporary.

All we need is a bit of time
to alter coordinates.

Why doesn't it answer?

Well, it's obviously thinking it over.

It's time to move, Solow.
We've got our man.

-Maddox?
-Yes, you were right.

He is psychologically unsuited
for his work.

I'm glad to hear it.

I must admit,
I was a little concerned lately

that my diagnosis was inaccurate.

No, you can congratulate yourself
and stop worrying.

The sudden demise of Lieutenant Michaels
has paid us an immediate dividend.

You're a hard man, Nilson.

But you forget, I'm a doctor.

Murder does not come easily
to a person of my training.

Don't bleat, Solow.

We've waited long enough
for an opportunity like this.

-I realise that.
-And nothing must go wrong.

So, if your conscience bothers you,

lock it away in a strong box
until our task is completed.

Please hurry, Doctor.

That thing isn't gonna lie there
contemplating its navel forever.

Now, don't panic, Tegan.
Look, just push this. Almost there.

This is Sentinel Six.

You are formally identified
as a hostile intruder.

-Sentinel Six, we are unarmed!
-Repeat.

Transmit your security clearance codes.

This is your final warning.

Sentinel Six, we need
just a little more time,

then we will be on our way!

Doctor, look!

(WHIRRING)

(BOOMING)

TURLOUGH: We're out of control!
We're going to crash!

Not if I can perform a materialisation!

Flip flop!

Stage one.

(BEEPING)

What is it?

The reconnaissance probe's
been destroyed, sir.

Perimeter defence, stand by.

Feed the coordinates of the hostile
directly to them.

We'll blast it out of the water.

I can't.

The only thing registering
on the scanners is marine life.

That can't be so.

A creature strong enough
to destroy the probe doesn't exist.

Well?

Karina's right.

Maddox, verify.

(BEEPING)

Computer has started countdown.

Your assessment, Bulic?

It's difficult to tell.

It could be a practice run ordered
by the computer.

Equally, it could have been triggered
by what's happened out there.

Then we must assume
the missile run is for real.

All teams to battle stations.

Battle Teams One, Two, and Three,
take up defence position.

Sentinel Six reports
engaging unidentified flying object.

Attempts to shoot it down
proved unsuccessful.

But it has now disappeared.

Missile computer
is on automatic targeting.

Arming of the proton missiles
is in progress.

Prepare the sync up.

Maddox!

I said take up your position!
The function of the base depends on you!

What's wrong?

-I can't do it, sir.
-Without you, our missiles are useless!

-Don't you think I realise that?
-Sync up, Maddox!

Find out what that computer is doing!
Come on, we could be at war!

(WHOOSHING)

We made it.

I don't believe it.

I don't think the Doctor does, either.

Yes, well, I admit it was close.

Relax. Just access
what the computer tells you,

and leave the final decision
to the Commander.

But I still have to press the button.

It may not come to that.

(BEEPING)

We have synced up
the missile computers, Commander.

Go ahead, Maddox.

(WHOOSHING)

(BEEPING)

Missiles are locked onto targets.

(BEEPING)

TEGAN: Where are we?

Still in the same time zone?

And on Earth?

I think so. Let's find out.

Missiles armed.

Prepare to fire.

Countdown to missile launch,
150 and counting.

It's a bit chilly in here.

It seems to be a ship of some kind.

Yes, or submarine.

There's no motion.

It could be on the seabed.

Come on.

(RAPID BEEPING)
Thirty seconds to launch.

Stand by.

(SIGHS)

We can breathe again.

Commander!

-Get him out of here.
-Take him to the PS unit.

What a time for a practice run.

Do you realise the base is defenceless
with Maddox in the state he is?

And we still haven't established
what destroyed our probe,

nor what Sentinel Six shot at.

Well, sound the all-clear,
but the base is to remain on full alert.

(PULSATING)

What's that noise?

Yes, of course. A Sea Base.

Doctor.

Oh, thank you.

Ah-ha.
That, Turlough, was the all-clear.

Must be some kind of research station.

No, no, it's a Sea Base.

A rather special kind
of undersea military colony.

Help me get this open, would you?

Armed with the sort of missiles
that kill life,

but leave everything else intact.

Proton?

Very probably.

TARPOK: The Sea Base has completed
a practice missile run.

ICTHAR: Then our presence
remains undetected.

Continue to monitor the Sea Base.

This process will not take long.

Have we any indications
of the conditions within?

SCIBUS: No.

The temperature level inside

is below the range of the sensors.

-Launch another probe.
-Sir.

(BEEPING)

-Bridge.
-Nilson, here.

We have a problem with Maddox.
I think you should come down, Commander.

Right.

Bulic, you're in command.
I'll be in the psycho-surgical unit.

Sir.

What year are we in?

Around 2084.

Little seems to have changed
since my time.

Absolutely nothing, Tegan.

There are still two power blocs,
fingers poised to annihilate each other.

Hexachromite.

What do they use that for?

Hexachromite gas. It's part of a sealing
compound for undersea structures.

It's lethal to marine and reptile life.

I thought
they would have banned it by now.

Progress doesn't seem
to have solved anything.

No.

NILSON: He's suffering
from severe stress.

It's our considered opinion
that he is unfit for duty.

But I need him. Without a sync operator,

this base will cease
to have any military function.

And I realise that.

Otherwise, I'd hesitate proposing
the one option that you still have.

And that is?

Release the duplicate programme disc.

That way, we could probe deeper
into Maddox's mind,

break through the barriers
and reassure him.

But I can't do that,

not without authority
from Sea Base Command.

If we are to maintain
operational efficiency,

there really is no other way.

I will take full responsibility.

There are humanitarian
as well as military considerations here.

Maddox will have
a total mental collapse unless treated.

All right.

But don't let this disc
out of your sight.

If it gets into enemy hands...

We understand, Commander.

I will return it to you immediately
we're finished with it.

-You know where we're going?
-Uh, yes, yes, the bridge.

Repairs to the Tardis
will take some time,

if they're done
with the captain's permission.

Ready.

(PULSATING)

You're sure this will work?

The information on that disc

is fed straight into the deepest
control centres of his brain.

Whatever commands we give him,

Maddox has no other choice but to obey.

(SIGHS)

-Up or down?
-Well, if I remember rightly,

the command centre's
at the top of the structure.

-Right.
-No, wait!

(BEEPING)

-What's wrong?
-This...

-I pressed for the lift.
-Yes, it has to be done in sequence.

It's what's called ''security''.

We must find someone
in authority quickly. Come on.

-Security screen.
-What do we do now?

Well, they've sealed off the area.

Back to the Tardis,
we'll be safer there.

Perimeter defence is now complete.

-Where are they?
-Area C.

Double the guard around the PS unit.

Battle Teams Eight and Ten,
urgent command.

Karina, tell Solow and Nilson
what has happened.

Any sign of an intruder,
they must destroy the disc.

What do you think?

First, an unidentified object,
then the destruction of the probe,

now this. I don't believe
in that much coincidence.

Agreed. We must act fast.

You and Preston
get the combat teams moving.

Whoever's in that area, find them.

Preston.

(PULSATING)

How do you feel, Maddox?

Fine, Controller.

DOCTOR: This way.

PRESTON: Let's check the chemical store.

Nothing. Come on.

They're between us and the Tardis.
Come on, back this way.

SCIBUS: We are ready to enter.

ICTHAR: It has been a long time.

Much could have gone wrong.

Why have we come in here?

Didn't read what it said outside?

That's why I'm asking.
I don't like running into chambers

that have ''Radiation, keep out''
written on the door.

-What are you going to do?
-Try and start a diversion.

Revive the Warriors.

DOCTOR: That's it.
TURLOUGH: What have you done?

I've hotted things up a bit.

I've set the reactor on overload.

-It'll explode!
-Oh, I shouldn't think so.

They've got a couple of hours
to sort out what I've done.

-This is madness!
-The Doctor's right.

It will tie up dozens of their people.

And in the confusion,
we can slip back to the Tardis.

No! We can't risk a shot in here.

When I say ''run'', run.

Run!

BULIC: Get them!

I'm so sorry.

Doctor!

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(SHOUTS)

Tegan, no!

-Doctor!
-There's nothing we can do!

-We can't just leave him.
-Face it, Tegan! He's drowned!