All language subtitles for 050 s06e07p03 The War Games.eng

Oh, come on!

Start the engine!
- Look!

Switch on!

That was a close shave!
But where are we, Doctor?

Oh no, we're not back here again!

Ah, Lieutenant Carstairs,

is this the only map
you're supplied with?

- Yes, that's the one.
- It's a bit inadequate, isn't it?

Doctor, who were those people
who attacked us just now?

- Oh, they were Romans.
- Oh, but that's impossible!

Oh, lots of impossible things happen
when you pass through time.

Time? But no one can alter time.

Look, it is 1917
where we are now on this map.

Where we were attacked by the Romans
it is 2,000 years ago.

- But surely, Doctor...
- Shortly before we met the Romans,

we passed through a... through a mist,
didn't we?

A gas, you called it.

Now, supposing this mist is a barrier
between different time zones.

I see. So we went off the edge
of this map into another time zone.

Yes. What we need is
a map that covers all the time zones.

I'm afraid we shall have to go back to
General Smythe's headquarters,

- to the chateaux.
- Well, how are we gonna get back there?

Well, that's easy. You will take us!

No trace of them? Well, keep searching!

Lieutenant Carstairs reporting, sir.
I brought back the prisoners.

Carstairs, what on earth
have you been up to?

And what do you mean by giving me that
fake report from the general?

I warn you, Carstairs,
you're in very serious trouble!

You're...

- Have you gone mad?
- I'm sorry about this, sir.

- You'll be shot for this, Carstairs.
- Yes, sir.

Don't do anything foolish, sir.

I think it might be better
if you raised your hands.

- Bandages, Doctor!
- What? Oh, yes.

I'm afraid there's nothing here,
only local maps.

Here we are. Perhaps there's something
in the general's room.

- I'll go and see.
- This is mutiny. I hope you...

- Find anything?
- Well, only this safe.

The only way to get inside that
is to blow it up.

- Oh, what a good idea.
- You serious?

Well, this is a military establishment,

there must be some explosives
around here.

- Right. I'll see what I can find.
- Good.

Jamie, I wonder whether perhaps
I can pick this lock.

With a tuning fork?

Oh, come on, Doctor,
we haven't got all night!

- Someone's bound to turn up!
- Yes, I know, Jamie.

Oh dear, this is useless.

- What's that thing?
- It's a Mills bomb.

It's all I could find.
I thought that we might hang it

on the front of the safe and let it off.

Oh well, yes, that might blow
the room up very nicely,

but I don't think it
would affect the safe much.

Ah, you see, we have to concentrate

- the whole explosion in...
Look out!

- Into the lock there.
- Blow us all up!

Now then, if I can...

If I can pack the explosive
into the lock and then detonate it...

Ah, here we are.
Now then... Oh, yes, I see.

For goodness sake, be careful!
That's Amatol in there!

It's all right, I do have
the detonator, you know.

Now then, just release this.

There we are.
Now what have we got? Oh, yes.

This... This fuse,
how long does it last?

- About four seconds.
- Oh, that's not very good, is it?

There.

There we are.

Help! Help!

Sergeant major, help!

I'm sorry about this, sir.
Can't have you making a row.

Hello.

Dropped my pen.

Ah. Captain Ransom about?

No, I'm looking after things.
Can I help?

Well, it's a bit tricky, actually.

The sentry found these two ladies
hiding in an ambulance.

Well? What about it?

Well, you remember
there was this spy flap earlier today.

Something about them getting away
in an ambulance

and one of them was a woman.

I don't think we've met before, have we?

Now we light the blue
touch paper and retire immediately!

This is all completely ridiculous!

Really, old chap,
you can leave them to me.

I'm sure we can sort it out.

But don't you think I ought to wait
for Captain Ransom?

- He may be quite some time.
- I can wait.

How long do you say
you've been on attachment here?

Someone's out there
with Carstairs.

You may leave them to me, old chap,
it's quite under control.

Oh, well, right you are.

Sorry about all this,
do hope you understand.

- Can't afford to take chances, you see.
- We quite understand.

Perhaps you could stay
for dinner? We don't often see ladies.

The chaps in the mess
would be delighted.

Sorry,
but we really must be on our way.

We shall have to put the fuse out!

It's too late! Duck!

Cheerio!

What the blazes?

Don't do anything foolish, old boy.

- Doc, have you got any more bandages?
- Ah, yes. Here we are, Jamie.

You're Carstairs, the one who went off
with the spies!

Come along.

Ah, look, Zoe!

1917 zone, Roman zone,
American Civil War zone!

This whole place is divided
into time zones!

But there's a blank space in the middle.
There's nothing marked at all!

Yes. Yes, and I think
that's where we've got to get to.

This is an ambulance.

We have a seriously
wounded officer in the back.

Ah. You want me to come with you.

Oh well, if you put it like that.
Yes, here we go.

Well, what's going to happen to us?

Ah, foreigners!

Look, what's the use of pretending
that Carstairs is wounded?

They're bound to find out
sooner or later.

Well, at least it stopped them
taking him to a prison camp.

Besides, he's safe in the ambulance
with Jennifer.

Ah, for how long, though?

Well, perhaps the Doctor will be able
to talk them into letting us go.

For the last time, what is your name?

Why don't you just call me Doctor?

That is not a name!
I want your full name!

Oh, very well. Doctor John Smith.

Good. Now we are getting somewhere.

- What are you doing behind our lines?
- Well, we were lost, you see.

So, you are lost.

And very conveniently,
you find your way through our lines.

I realise this must seem
rather strange...

I find it both strange and suspicious.

But I can assure you,
we're quite harmless!

Three people dressed in civilian clothes
trying to infiltrate through our lines.

- Admit it, you are spies!
- No, no, no, we are not spies!

Then tell me where you came from

before you were
picked up by that ambulance.

Well, you see,
it's rather difficult to explain.

Everything seems to be
difficult for you to explain.

I advise you to tell me the truth. Now.

All right, if you insist.

Oh!

I don't know how they stick it out here.

It's the same with the British,
remember?

What a way to fight, though,
hiding in wee holes

and blasting each other with big guns.

Oh! Oh, I wish we could get
out of here, Jamie.

Other planets? A time machine?

The girl is from the future
and the boy is from the past?

Well, you told me to tell you the truth!

I think you must be mad!

Why don't you ask my companions
if you don't believe me?

We shall soon see if your stories
are the same.

Young woman,
where did you meet this man?

Tell him the truth, both of you.

Silence! Well?

- We met at a space station.
- A space station.

And you, where did you meet this man?

- In Scotland.
- Ah, so. Now tell me, when?

In 1745. I was fighting the redcoats.

You were fighting the redcoats in 1745?

That ambulance, was it going to
a hospital or to a lunatic asylum?

Oh, dear.

Look, look, I can prove to you
that we come from another time.

This is a sonic screwdriver.
Now where can I demonstrate?

Ah, that revolver will do.
It's all right.

There we are.

And back it goes.

Do you believe me now?

But it's impossible.
You did not touch the screw.

It just moved.

Is it possible
you are telling the truth?

What are you doing here?
Where do you come from?

Time travellers?

Well, it is a little difficult
to understand, but...

You are dangerous English spies.

- But this is ridiculous!
- You are spies!

And you are going to be shot.

Von Weich, 1917,
German front line to central control.

We have captured three people
who escaped from the British sector.

They claim to be time travellers.

No, no, no! We are not spies!

The sonic screwdriver...
We've just shown you with the gun.

Yes. You did something with the gun.

Ah, let the Doctor
show you again, eh?

Yes, Jamie. Now it's very simple.
Put the gun on the table.

You can keep your hand
on it again if you like.

Now, watch.

- Yes! And then you put it back again!
- That's right.

Is it possible?

Oh, we've got lots of tricks like that!
Let me show you.

Catch, Jamie.

Now then, Lieutenant,
I'm very sorry about this,

but perhaps you'd be good enough
to take us back to our ambulance!

Did you have a comfortable trip, sir?

Excellent.
The War Lord is pleased with our work.

But the rate of progress
must be accelerated.

The report from my zone, sir.

The prisoners that escaped
from the chateaux

have been recaptured
in the German lines.

I've advised they be shot immediately.

They gave some ridiculous story about
being time travellers!

Time travellers?
And you ordered them to be shot?

I want them brought here
for re-interrogation.

Those prisoners, they've escaped. They
will probably go back to your lines.

- How did that happen?
- They tricked my human lieutenant.

Oh, that is sheer incompetence!

They also escaped from you,
General Smythe.

Organise pursuit and report back here.

Sir.

Issue a general alert.

But I want these people captured alive.

General alert to all time zones.

Five escaped prisoners travelling in
a 1917 British Army ambulance

clearly marked with a red cross.

These prisoners may be capable of
crossing the time zone barriers.

Officers are to describe the ambulance
to their human troops

as a hostile vehicle which much be
destroyed at all costs!

Time travellers.

I wonder...

- Can I have a look at that map, Doctor?
- Yes. Here we are.

We've just been through another
one of those mists

and gone off the edge of my map.

- Where do you think we are, Doctor?
- I think we're about there.

America, 1862.

That was the American Civil War,
wasn't it? Another war!

Get down!

Get moving!

Oh, Doctor, be careful!

Zoe, you were right.
That was an American Civil War soldier.

You mean we're mixed up
in another war now?

Yes. But it means
we're on the right road,

and we're still making for that
blank space in the middle of the map.

Jamie!

- Get that tree moved!
Come on?

Oh!

Where have you been?
We've done it without you!

Lady Jennifer, drive on!

- What's wrong?
- Afraid we've run out of petrol.

Oh, no!

- Where's Lieutenant Carstairs?
- He held them off while we got away.

- Oh, dear.
- Oh, now what do we do?

There's only one thing for it.

We shall have to go on by foot.
Come along.

If my troops make a push here,
what resistance can you put up?

Along here, we shall have pillboxes,
machine-gun nests, landmines.

You'll have no chance,
but it will be an excellent test

of the morale of your humans.
Your entire force will be wiped out.

Ah, but I shall use my reinforcements
to turn your flank. There!

Then it will not be a fair battle!

Hmm, perhaps not, but it will be
an excellent test of your morale.

Those specimens we were discussing.

An ambush was laid,
but only one was captured.

Which one?
- A young lieutenant, one of yours.

He could have got away, but he stayed
behind to help the others escape.

These humans are very loyal
to one another in stress situations.

One of their finest qualities.

He's being brought back here
for reprocessing.

It's all right.
This'll do for the night, eh?

Oh, yes, Jamie, this looks all right.

I wish we knew
where Lieutenant Carstairs was.

- We shouldn't have left him, you know.
- It was the way he wanted it.

And now what do we do?

We've lost Lieutenant Carstairs,
the ambulance has broken down

and we're miles from the TARDIS.

We carry on, of course.
We've got no alternative.

Are we still heading for
that blank space on that map of yours?

Yes. That is where
we'll find the answer.

Now, we'd better get some rest,
we have to start early in the morning.

Quick, hide!

So many of them.

That thing must be bigger inside
than outside, just like the TARDIS.

- I must have a look inside.
- Ah, but be careful now, Doctor.

What on earth is it?

It's some kind of
space-time machine, I think.

But it just appeared from nowhere!

Doctor!

Doctor!

Getting closer!

- Oh, Doctor, come back!
- No, now, Zoe, don't!

Lady Jennifer!

Keep away from the door!

Doctor! No, Zoe, no!

Oh, no!