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(DOCTOR WHO THEME)

Is the Doctor connected to the main input?

- Everything is ready. - Then switch on!

No, Beyus! For once don't do as she...

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

The Doctor's well-being is in your hands now. Remember that.

BRAIN: The barrier to understanding time is empirical thinking.

I suggest a lateral approach.

You, Lakertyan, you will be responsible for this creature's behaviour.

(SCREAMS)

Time is getting short if we are to be ready for the solstice, Mistress.

I'm aware of that.

(BREATHING RAGGEDLY)

The Doctor must have had assistance

- from a Lakertyan rebel. - Mmm.

Shall I release the insects and kill all the Lakertyans?

Too drastic.

It ls uncharacteristic of the Mistress to be sentimental.

Sentiment has nothing to do with it. Wasting a resource does.

Until this experiment is successfully concluded,

I can't be certain that I won't need them as a lab our force.

Selective retribution will bring any dissidents to heel.

(BREATHING RAGGEDLY)

(SPEAKING TETRAP DIALECT)

She might think she's harnessed the brain of a Time Lord,

but she's reckoned without one thing.

- What's that? - The Doctor's character.

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

BRAIN (MALE VOICE): I still assert the electron positron pairs

can be prevented from recombining into photons.

BRAIN (DOCTOR'S VOICE): Really! This is not the place for double entendres.

BRAIN (FEMALE VOICE): You are all contributing gibberish.

BRAIN (ELDERLY MALE VOICE): My theory will provide the formula.

BRAIN (DOCTOR'S VOICE): A fool and his formula are soon parted.

BRAIN (MALE VOICE): Outrageous polemics.

BRAIN (DOCTOR'S VOICE): Gentlemen, such hostility.

Remember, blessed are the pie makers, for they shall make light pastry.

BRAIN (MANY VOICES): It is a fundamental postulate that all motion is relative.

BRAIN (DOCTOR'S VOICE): You wouldn't say that if you met my uncle.

BRAIN (MALE VOICE): Dismissing our position as decadent heresy

is the refuge of the reactionary.

BRAIN (DOCTOR'S VOICE): Ah, well, every dogma has its day.

I'll kill him!

BRAIN (FEMALE VOICE): It is stated in the special theory

and has been demonstrated

that an increase in velocity will increase mass.

- I'll kill him! - BRAIN (DOCTOR'S VOICE): Exactly.

The faster a fat man runs, the fatter he'll get.

Quickly, disconnect the Doctor.

The fool has provoked multiple schizophrenia.

Congratulations. You brought us here.

And I shall dispose of you. This will rid me of the pair of you.

Quick, Mel. Don't just stand there,

- help me! - Let go of me, you interfering maniac!

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

Give her a taste of her own medicine. Shall I switch on?

No, Mel. Two wrongs don't make a left turn.

- Right. - What?

Let me out! Let me out! Do you hear me?

Doctor, before this regeneration you were on keen on cats,

and you know what curiosity did to them.

Leave the quotes to the expert, Mel.

The rocket! It's a fixed trajectory.

It isn't all that will be fixed if we don't get out of here.

So, the target is the asteroid, which at any moment now

will reach the solstice and I'm sure that's the deadline.

He who dares spins.

Whoops.

A supernova.

Put those on the legs of all the Lakertyans.

Disobey and I will release the killer insects from the globe.

Why are you doing this? We've cooperated.

Silence, Lakertyan! There have been too many unfriendly acts.

Not by us. This is unjust.

At least tell us what they're for.

(LAUGHING)

I will demonstrate with the greatest of pleasure.

You!

(SCREAMING)

(LAUGHING EVILLY)

(SIGHS)

Beyus. Beyus, is that you? Let me out.

Do you hear me? Open this door.

Beyus, if you place any value on your people's lives,

you will release me.

(SPEAKING TETRAP DIALECT)

I'll try and contact the Doctor. We need his help.

Do you realise how close the Rani must have taken her TARDIS

in order to record that?

All I realise Is that we've just seen what she intends to happen to Lakertya.

- Can she do it? - Not by my reckoning.

The only known detonator for exploding strange matter asteroid

is strange matter itself.

You said that strange matter was incredibly heavy.

A lump the size of this brain would weigh as much as an entire planet.

Well, could she be using the brain to come up with a formula for...

For a lightweight substitute! Could be. Could be.

Well, then, haven't we come up with the answer?

Not completely.

What I can't fathom is why the Rani took such an incredible risk

to record a supernova.

Well, to discover how to reconstruct the same event.

No, more than that.

She wouldn't be simply interested in a display of pyrotechnics. Too negative.

No, there's a deeper motive and the answer is in here.

Well, calm down. Let's apply a bit of logic, shall we?

What is it that you can contribute that those other geniuses can't?

A knowledge of time. Oh! A great discovery.

I worked that out ages ago.

So now you know.

Not the complete story. The last chapter's missing.

Keeping quiet, isn't it?

Perhaps, unlike you, it only speaks when it has something intelligent to say.

Possibly.

On the other hand, it could be wondering why you want Helium-2.

That's why you want to explode strange matter, isn't it?

To reproduce Helium-2.

The last chapter, Doctor. The denouement.

In the aftermath of the explosion, Helium-2 will fuse with the upper zones

of the Lakertyan atmosphere to form a shell of chronons.

I don't have to tell you what chronons are, do I, Doctor?

Indeed you don't. (WHISPERS) Discrete particles of time.

In the same millisecond that the chronon shell is being formed,

the hothouse effect of the gamma rays will cause

the primate cortex of the brain to go into chain reaction,

multiplying until the gap between shell and planet is filled.

A time manipulator?

You're going to change this planet into a time manipulator!

A cerebral mass capable of dominating and controlling time

anywhere in the cosmos.

I don't believe it. A time manip...

This monstrosity will give you the ability

to change the order of creation.

Creation's chaotic. I shall introduce order.

Wherever evolution has taken the wrong route, I shall redirect it.

That planet you're so obsessed with, Earth,

I shall return to the Cretaceous Age.

The Cretaceous Age?

The potential of the dinosaurs was never fully realised.

That means Shakespeare, Michelangelo, Louis Pasteur, Elvis,

even Mrs Malaprop will never have existed.

RANI: Your concern with these minions is pathetic.

They're inferior species.

- DOCTOR: To be cast into the oblivion. - RANI: Why not?

DOCTOR: The same with Lakertya.

All life on this planet will become extinct.

RANI: An unfortunate side effect.

DOCTOR: All living creatures left behind, exterminated.

RANI: Of which you, Doctor, will be one.

DOCTOR: While you float off safely in your TARDIS.

Oh, I shall be back, once the turbulence has subsided.

Before I thought you were a psychopath without murderous intent.

I withdraw the qualification.

BRAIN: 87K to the power of 19E

correlated with 52 to the power of 6.4

- equals 29 V... - 39,

Correction is noted. 39 V plus W...

Eureka! Objective achieved.

Loyhargil.

I knew it! I knew they could do it.

(GASPING)

Doctor!

(MEL SCREAMING)

Stay back!

(GRUNTING)

As you snore, so shall you sleep.

Doctor.

- Waste net, want net. - Come on!

- About time, Ikona. - Doctor, I've got to talk to you.

And so you shall. You have a big part to play, Ikona.

You must stir up the Lakertyans into fighting back.

Come, quickly.

(SNARLING)

The Doctor must be apprehended, Mistress.

He is irrelevant. I have the loyhargil. Nothing can stop me now.

Unless you can tell them how to remove these bangles, they can't help.

Hmm.

You've got to give the Rani full marks for ingenuity.

Perhaps if we're careful, we can cut them.

Oh, that's a daft idea.

Well, they're bound to be booby-trapped.

Less of the pessimism, Mel.

Not all the cards are in the Rani's flavour.

Now, if we were to run a wire from here round to here,

then the circuit wouldn't be broken when the bangle was open.

Mel, you're the computer expert. How about it?

Where am I going to find the right sort of wire?

Where there's a will, there's a...

DOCTOR: Beneficiary. Good thinking, Ikona.

Well done, Mel.

Ikona, I'm relying on you to help the Lakertyans help themselves for once.

- Remove the bangles. - Right.

Doctor, haven't you overlooked something?

If the Rani releases the insects, we'll all be dead.

She's not the only one with a sting in her tail.

- Sting? - Sting.

A double bluff. A speciality of mine.

You'll stay here on guard until after lift-off.

After lift-off. Mistress?

You said yourself that the Doctor could still cause trouble.

Remain here and see that he doesn't.

- (MACHINE COUNTING DOWN) 749, 748... - And where is the Mistress going?

To my TARDIS. I want to monitor the experiment from there.

I would prefer to go with you.

- No doubt. But you can't. - 144, 143...

(MACHINE CONTINUES COUNTDOWN)

Doctor.

Faroon, you were warned not to listen to him.

When that voice reaches zero, there'll be nobody left on Lakertya

to listen to me or anyone else.

He's speaking the truth, Beyus.

What is it you want me to do?

First, see if there's anyone in there.

Mel, all hands to the stumps.

- Pumps! - 119, 118, 177..

Ikona, take good care of him.

- He's someone important? - They all are.

Louis Pasteur. He will rid his world of a major scourge.

He will save the lives of tens of millions.

Doctor! Come through!

Whoops. Ooh.

Take them back to the TARDIS.

- Doctor! - Thank you, Ikona.

101, 100, 99, 98, 97...

(COUNTDOWN CONTINUES)

Doctor, we haven't a second to spare!

Mel's right, Doctor. I can finish here.

You're the only one that can tackle the Rani.

- Don't leave it too late, Beyus. - I know what I have to do.

- Doctor, come on. - Go with him, Faroon.

But can't I wait with you, Beyus?

You've rarely questioned my actions before,

this is the not the time to begin.

58, 57, 56, 55...

(COUNTDOWN CONTINUES)

20, 19,18, 17, 16,

15, 14, 13, 12, 11,

10, 9, 8, 7...

(BEEPING)

4, 4, 4...

4, 4, 4...

Rani! It's over. You're beaten!

I've aborted the launch and the Lakertyans are preparing to attack.

You imbecile! You've signed their death warrants.

4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4...

3, 2, 1, lift-off.

(WHOOSHING)

The delay in lift-off means the rocket will miss the asteroid.

- Are you certain? - Absolutely.

A miss is as good as a smile.

This way ladies, gentlemen, others.

I'll get you back to where you belong. Hopefully.

I'll explain how it works later. It's all relative.

Mel.

Goodbye, Faroon.

When I think of Beyus I shall remember with admiration the sacrifice he made.

He must have been convinced that it was the only way

to be certain of saving the rest of us.

He'll not be forgotten.

Nor will you, Doctor.

Well, cheerio, Ikona.

I wish I were coming with you.

No one will credit this, least of all you, but so do I.

- I do have another regret. - DOCTOR: What's that?

After all the suffering she's caused,

the Rani has escaped to freedom in her TARDIS.

Mistress, you have taught us so much.

When we return to Tetrapyriarbus,

your incredible brain will show us how to overcome our needs.

There will be plasma in abundance.

No.

(GRUNTING)

(TETRAPS LAUGHING)

Memory like a dromedary.

An antidote against those killer insects in the globe.

The Rani always takes out an insurance policy.

(ALL GASPING)

You're impossible. Why did you do that?

Tell her, Faroon.

Ikona believes that our people should meet their own challenges,

if they are to survive.

Well, time and tide melts the snowman.

- MEL: Waits for no man. - Who's waiting? I'm ready.

You're certainly going to take a bit of getting used to.

I'll grow on you, Mel. I'll grow on you.

(MEL CHUCKLES)