(DOCTOR WHO THEME)
Come, we will descend to the thermal chambers.
(GROANING)
Traitors! I should have expected.
Eldrad, what was in this tube?
An acid designed to neutralise the molecular bond.
-It is now only a matter of time. -Is there an antidote?
Oh, no, Doctor.
I developed the acid. There is no antidote.
But there must be something.
Regenerator chamber, level 306.
But you must get me there quickly, before it shatters the crystal matrix.
(GROANING)
-Quick. -Wait, I'm coming.
Intruders penetrating level 50 and descending.
Intruders penetrating level 1 50 and descending.
-DOCTOR: Level 306. -How can you tell?
Worked it out from the indicator. It's all based on roots of three.
-I hope that regenerator isn't far. -Which way, Eldrad?
That way.
Come on.
Intruders on level 306
identified as two aliens, one Kastrian.
(SCREAMING)
Sarah!
She is unharmed, Doctor.
These traps are only effective against silicon-based life form.
(SARAH GAGGING)
Come on. Stop making a fuss, Sarah.
You're from South Croydon.
Eh?
You're a carbon-based life form. The gas is only effective against silicon structures.
-Oh! -Come on.
Hang... Hang on!
The least you could do is wait for me. I nearly frightened myself to death back there.
Yes, I know.
-It's this way. -How can you tell?
-I have a superb sense of direction. -What?
I said I have a superb sense of direction.
(RUMBLING)
(SCREAMING)
-You fit for another stint? -Oh, I'm fit as I'll ever be. Give us a hand.
Oh, she's heavier than she looks.
Oh, I hope some of them are still alive.
I'm not sure.
Hey, look!
SARAH: No signs of life.
DOCTOR: Perhaps the aliens wiped them out.
-I wonder how long it's been like this. -Could be millions of years.
Doctor, please!
-You all right? -Yes.
If they're dead, you'd think we'd have seen some bodies by now.
-We have. -Eh?
Well, if you're made of stone, you crumble to sand. We're walking on them.
(EXCLAIMING)
Intruders proceeding along level 306
towards regenerator sector.
Awaiting orders to activate automatic defence procedures.
It can't be far now.
Doctor, I've got a feeling we're being watched.
It's your imagination.
Nothing's been disturbed down here for thousands of years.
-But someone set those booby traps. -Oh, it was long ago.
-Hey, wait a minute! -What is it now?
-Who were they set for? -Presumably the aliens that Eldrad told us about.
The people who invaded the planet.
That means that they're silicon-based life forms, too.
Yes, yes. And they're very rare.
And it's something of a coincidence that there are two of them in the same galaxy.
Yes. Yes!
Awaiting orders to activate automatic defence procedures.
(SCREAMING)
It's an abyss.
-It's a long way down, too. -Come on.
Hey, we don't have to get across that.
-Is there any other way, Eldrad? -No.
Alien intruders have faltered.
Awaiting orders.
It's not safe!
It's only got to last till we get across.
And what if it only lasts till we get halfway across?
You've got no faith, have you?
Come on, Eldrad.
(SARAH GASPING)
It's perfectly all right as long as you don't look down.
-You coming? -Oh!
Alien intruders and unidentified Kastrian
have reached regeneration chamber.
Should they try to enter, they will be eliminated.
I never met a door that couldn't be opened somehow.
Hey, Doc... Doctor, look. Eldrad, I think she's found it! Look!
No!
-What's the matter? -Get back!
Now stand back.
You've done it!
Get back! Get back!
(SARAH COUGHING)
You all right?
Oh!
Determined lot.
Intruders have entered the regeneration chamber.
Positive identification of Kastrian essential.
Obliteration will proceed on positive identification.
I understand it now.
The crystal in the ring carries Eldrad's genetic code.
A master print that enables her to reconstitute herself
from any suitable radioactive material.
The question is, are we in time?
The question is, can I make this regenerator work?
Oh, Doctor, hurry!
I can't go any faster, I'm guessing as it is.
We'll just have to use maximum irradiation and hope.
Eldrad, genocide, anarch, sentenced to obliteration.
(BEEPING)
Malfunction. Malfunction.
Power proving insufficient for obliteration.
Regeneration will occur.
No, stop it, it'll crush her!
SARAH: Oh! It's horrid.
It's so horrible.
It was supposed to remake her, it's destroyed her.
We killed her!
Yes, Sarah. We've been used.
They were determined to get Eldrad one way or another.
Oh! I'm so confused. Oh, what do we do now?
We leave.
(HISSING)
At last!
Doctor?
Sarah?
It is I, Eldrad.
Eldrad?
Of course! You don't recognise me.
How do we know you're Eldrad?
Oh, come, Doctor, you sound like Professor Watson.
As a Time Lord, you should be well acquainted with the processes of regeneration.
I've attained my true form at last!
Why is she a he?
I had to assume a form that will be acceptable to the primitives of your planet.
Ah!
And so you modelled yourself on the first primitive you came in contact...
-He modelled himself on you. -Oh, thanks.
-Sarah thought you'd been obliterated. -They are fools!
I gave them this.
I designed it, programmed it, to recognise my cell pattern.
And they thought they could use it to destroy me.
(ELDRAD LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
It is incapable of destroying me.
No matter what you or they or anyone else might do!
I controlled it. And now I shall control all Kastria.
-My creation! -What about your enemies?
I shall brush them aside, weak and miserable creatures.
What can they do in their decrepitude against the might of Eldrad?
-Eldrad! -Rokon!
Traitor.
You think you have victory within your grasp
but I, Rokon, tell you you have won nothing but defeat.
So, Rokon, you still live.
Who... Who is Rokon?
The so-called King of Kastria. It was he who ordered my obliteration.
Me, Eldrad, architect of the barriers!
They thought they could destroy me so I destroyed the barriers.
-You destroyed the barriers? -Yes.
So all that business of alien invaders was a lie?
A necessary lie. A means to an end.
Why should Rokon want to destroy you in the first place?
Because he knew I would take his place. I was young and strong.
He was weak and old. He wasn't fit to rule Kastria.
And he had no appetite for conquest.
-Ah. But you do? -Yes!
I wanted Kastrians to be masters of the galaxy.
And now, with me at their head, nothing shall stop us!
Every planet within range of our starships shall fall to the power of Eldrad.
And now, Doctor,
I have an audience with my king.
King?
(LAUGHING)
We've been taken for a ride.
Come on.
Rokon!
Rokon?
You scorn me?
Your successor?
What is this?
You traitor, you've cheated me of my revenge!
-But we saw him, he spoke. -A recording from the past.
The King obviously knew there was a chance that Eldrad would return.
-It robs me of my destiny! -The booby traps?
-Yes. -But nevertheless, I am still King.
Nothing can stop me. My ambition is invincible!
Where're your subjects, Majesty?
Subjects are stored in the race bank.
There's a whole new race of Kastrians, Doctor.
1 00 million crystal particles waiting to be placed in the regenerator.
And they shall have me as their ruler!
They will rebuild the barriers.
They will restore the cities. They will replenish the exhausted lands.
We will build a new Kastria.
And together we shall go forth and conquer the universe!
-Let's... -DOCTOR: Shh!
Nothing!
What stupidity is this?
Nothing!
ROKON: Eldrad!
After the premature detonation of the module,
we knew there was a remote possibility that one day you would return.
Yes, I'm here.
But let me tell you, after you destroyed the barriers,
after we knew for certain that life on the surface was finished
and the alternative was a miserable subterranean existence,
the Kastrian race chose final oblivion.
And, because they feared you might return to wage eternal war throughout the galaxy,
they elected also to destroy the race banks.
Traitor! I gave them life!
So now you are King, as was your wish.
I salute you from the dead.
Hail, Eldrad!
King of nothing.
Is this my reward?
I created this world!
It is mine!
(WAILING) Mine by right!
Well, Rokon seems to have solved the problem for us.
A drastic solution.
I wouldn't want to live down here. And I wouldn't want him as a leader.
Yes! I shall be King!
The Earth people.
Very backward and primitive, but they have the necessary aggression.
I shall rule them! I shall be their god!
-And you will take me back! -Oh, no! That's not in the contract.
A one-way ticket only. My obligation to you is over.
-You're in your own world now. -You have my ring. Give it to me.
No, I don't think so.
It is my key to eternity.
-Give me the ring! -Oh, well, since you've put it so nicely...
-Don't! -Here. Catch!
(EXCLAIMING)
Come on, Sarah.
-Get down there, get down there. -Why?
-Hold this. -What?
There is no escape.
-What do I do? -When I say pull, you pull.
You will take me back!
Pull!
Well, the gravity of the law finally caught up with him.
Yeah, that's all very well, but that was a bit rash,
-giving him his ring back. -Yes.
-Oh! Well, what did you give him back, then? -My magician's stick.
Aw!
Come on.
I'll never be warm again. Never ever, ever.
No, we're well out of that.
Goodbye, Kastria.
(WHOOSHING)
Do you think that Eldrad... Well, do you think he really is dead?
Oh, I doubt it.
-Very difficult to kill. -Well, I quite liked her, but I couldn't stand him.
Oh, easy old girl, easy.
These temperatures must have affected the thermo-couplings.
Yes, I know how she feels.
I think Kastria must be the coldest planet in the galaxy.
Oh, rubbish! I've been to much colder places.
Oh, big deal. It's all right for you, I'm human.
-We're not so thick-skinned. -Where's that astro-rectifier?
-What did you say? -Thick-skinned!
-Oh, good, good. -Here.
-Multi-quantiscope. -Oh!
You know, I might as well be talking to the moon, you don't even listen to me.
-Mergin nut. -What?
No, no. Forget the Mergin nut. I'll have the Ganymede driver.
-There. -Thank you.
Oh, I must be mad.
I'm sick of being cold and wet and hypnotised left, right and centre.
I'm sick of being shot at, savaged by bug-eyed monsters,
-never knowing if I'm coming or going, or been. -Zues plug.
Oh, I want a bath!
I want my hair washed. I just want to feel human again.
Forget the zues plug, I'll have the sonic screwdriver.
-And boy, am I sick of that sonic screwdriver! -Oh!
I'm going to pack my goodies and I'm going home.
I said, I'm going to pack my goodies
and I am going home!
Right! Excuse me!
(DOOR SLAMMING)
What was that you...
I don't know why she goes on like this.
There's really nothing the matter at all.
The call.
The call from Gallifrey.
Gallifrey.
After all this time. Gallifrey.
I can't take Sarah to Gallifrey.
Must get her back home.
Must reset the coordinates.
South Croydon.
(CLEARING THROAT)
You're a good girl, Sarah.
Oh, look, it's too late apologising now. Everything's packed, I've got to go.
What?
How did you know?
What?
Well, I've had the call from Gallifrey.
So?
So I can't take you with me, you've got to go.
Oh, come on.
I can't miss Gallifrey.
Look, I was only joking, I didn't mean it.
Hey, hey, you're not going to regenerate again, are you?
Not this time.
I don't know what's going to happen.
You're playing one of your jokes on me, just trying to make me stay.
No.
I've received the call and as a Time Lord I must obey.
-Alone? -Yes.
(WHOOSHING)
And I'll give your love to Harry and the Brigadier.
Oh, and I can tell Professor Watson that you're all right.
-We've landed, Sarah. -What?
-We've landed. -Where?
South Croydon.
-Hillview Road, to be exact. -That's my home.
Well, I'll be off, then.
-Here. -Thanks.
-Don't forget me. -Oh, Sarah.
Don't you forget me.
-Bye, Doctor. -Bye.
You know, travel does broaden the mind.
Yes. Till we meet again, Sarah.
(WHOOSHING)
This isn't Hillview Road.
I bet it isn't even South Croydon.
Oh!
(GIGGLING) He blew it.
Hey.
You.
He blew it.
(WHISTLING DADDY WOULDN'T BUY ME A BOW WOW)