PLANET OF EVIL

BY: LOUIS MARKS

Part Three

Original Air Date: 11 October 1975
Running time: 23:50

SARAH: Doctor! Do something.

SORENSON: There is nothing to be done.

VISHINSKY: He has disappeared into the vortex between this universe and the next.

SARAH: No, not the Doctor! He can't be d*ad.

SORENSON: He has ceased to exist. Controller, it is nearly night. We must prepare to launch.

SALAMAR: I agree. Vishinsky, see the Professor Sorenson's mineral samples are removed.

SORENSON: No. No, you can't leave those canisters behind.

SALAMAR: Those minerals are endangering the safety of my command. They must be jettisoned.

SORENSON: You arrogant young fool. The whole purpose of your command was to get me and that positron material back to our cosmos.

SALAMAR: So that you can be hailed as the saviour of civilisation? No, Professor. My orders were simply to find your party and get back.

SORENSON: If you abandon that material, you destroy years of my life's work.

SALAMAR: You are a civilian aboard a military vessel. There will be no further argument.

DE HAAN: Carry them in, carry them out. That ought to be the Space Service motto.

MORELLI: Yes, well, they've changed their minds.

DE HAAN: Yeah, well they could have changed their minds first, couldn't they? I mean, just for a change.

MORELLI: Listen, de Haan. The Controller simply wants us to take these canisters outside the take off forcefield area, right?

DE HAAN: Right.

MORELLI: Right.

DE HAAN: It's only another fifty yards multiplied by ten.

DE HAAN: Half my service I spend flying one way, the other half I spend flying back again. They should pay me for staying in one place.

MORELLI: Come on.

SARAH: Doctor! Doctor! Doctor.

DOCTOR: Sarah, Vandervelt's equation of knowledge. Quite wrong.

SARAH: Doctor, come on. Come on. The spaceship, it's leaving. Doctor! Doctor! Doctor, wake up. Doctor!

DE HAAN: All the canisters are off the ship, Controller.

SALAMAR: Good. We'll go for immediate take off, Vishinsky.

VISHINSKY: Commence pressurisation and pre-ignition checks.

REIG (OOV.): Pre-ignition checks commenced.

SALAMAR: Recall the oculoid.

VISHINSKY: Cancel that!

SALAMAR: What?

VISHINSKY: The oculoid picture. Look!

VISHINSKY: Cut the forcefield.

SALAMAR: Are you taking command, Vishinsky?

VISHINSKY: He's alive, Salamar.

SALAMAR: There are higher priorities than recovering corpses.

VISHINSKY: I'm going out for them.

SALAMAR: We must leave this planet before night. Prepare the sick bay.

SORENSON: No.

SORENSON: While still on the surface of Zeta Minor, and within the s*ab environment of the space probe, positron elements showed a twenty, a twenty percent increase in flux activity. This would seem to indicate a substantially greater, a greater, argh.

VISHINSKY: Electro-function almost non-existent.

SARAH: But he's still alive.

VISHINSKY: Raise the stimulation intensity twelve degrees.

DE HAAN: But that's way over safety margins.

VISHINSKY: Do it!

SARAH: He moved!

DE HAAN: Don't expect too much.

SARAH: What?

DE HAAN: They often move under stimulation. It's the nervous system.

VISHINSKY: He's breathing.

SARAH: He's coming round. Doctor. Doctor?

SALAMAR (OOV.): Stand by for take off. Vishinsky to command area.

VISHINSKY: He'll be all right. Stay with him.

SARAH: Vishinsky. Thanks for helping us.

MORELLI: Pressurisation complete, Controller.

SALAMAR: Activate cyclostimulators.

MORELLI: Power jets locked in.

SALAMAR: Prepare for ignition. Take the countdown, Vishinsky.

VISHINSKY: If we don't make it this time, we never will.

SARAH: Doctor.

DOCTOR: What's the noise?

SARAH: You're all right. We're taking off.

DOCTOR: What? But the canisters. I promised.

SARAH: It's all right. They've been dumped. Your promise as a Time Lord? Well, what happened?

DOCTOR: It's difficult to explain.

SARAH: Well try. What did you do, enter another universe and have a chat with it?

DOCTOR: I communicated.

SARAH: We seem to be having trouble again.

DOCTOR: Oh! Come on.

VISHINSKY: We're not going to make it.

SALAMAR: Activate secondary boosters.

REIG (OOV.): Secondary boosters activated.

VISHINSKY: The syncronisers are hitting red.

MORELLI: Gravity drag increasing.

SALAMAR: I want ten seconds of maximum fuel burn.

VISHINSKY: That's crazy! You

SALAMAR: You heard me. Ten seconds.

MORELLI: Gravity drag still increasing. Height only thirty miles.

VISHINSKY: That's more than gravity. There's antimatter still aboard!

SALAMAR: All the canisters were removed.

DOCTOR: Except for this.

SALAMAR: What's that?

DOCTOR: Antimatter. How else do you think I survived that pool?

SALAMAR: Is there enough there to hold us back?

DOCTOR: Yes.

SALAMAR: You idiot. Morelli, get that to the jettison hatch fast.

DE HAAN: Hey, Morelli, when are we going to get some lights down here? Do you think the command area's the only place anyone's working?

DE HAAN: Morelli? Morelli!

DE HAAN: Morelli.

REIG: Height, two hundred miles.

VISHINSKY: We're in free space, but we're losing speed again.

SALAMAR: Drag is still increasing. I don't understand it.

DOCTOR: Then I suggest you search the ship.

SALAMAR: Oh? Why?

DOCTOR: Because there must still be antimatter aboard. It's the only explanation.

SALAMAR: Impossible.

VISHINSKY: Salamar, we're burning fuel at thirty units over norm. At this rate we'll never make the stellar systems.

SARAH: But that means we'll be marooned in space!

DOCTOR: If we're not vapourised first.

SALAMAR: Vapourised? What do you mean?

DOCTOR: Antimatter in collision with matter causes radiation annihilation. A release of energy more powerful than nuclear fission.

SALAMAR: There is no antimatter aboard this ship!

DOCTOR: And I tell you there is.

DE HAAN: Controller! Controller, Morelli's d*ad.

SALAMAR: d*ad?

DE HAAN: He's been k*lled by some sort of an animal.

VISHINSKY: Animal?

DE HAAN: I saw it in sector three.

VISHINSKY: Restore all walkway lights. All right, de Haan, come on. Show us.

SORENSON: It's all gone so wrong.

SORENSON: Yes?

REIG (OOV.): Report at once to sector three. Controller Salamar wants to see you.

SORENSON: What for?

DOCTOR: Well?

VISHINSKY: The pathology readout is identical to the others. Total dehydration. Even the bone marrow.

SARAH: But how could that thing get on board?

VISHINSKY: I don't know. The forcefield was operating all the time the hatch was open. It was phased to cut in automatically.

DOCTOR: I wonder.

SALAMAR: You're a scientist. You must have formed some theory.

SORENSON: All the deaths appear to have been caused by a technology unknown to us. That would seem to implicate the Doctor and the girl.

SALAMAR: Why?

SORENSON: Well, they're aliens.

SALAMAR: But they were in the command area when Morelli was k*lled.

SORENSON: That machine in the quarantine berth might contain the answer.

VISHINSKY: Crew records. What denomination was Morelli?

DOCTOR: Can I see the printout?

VISHINSKY: Of course.

REIG (OOV.): Morelli was Morestran Orthodox.

VISHINSKY: Oh, one of those.

SARAH: What are you doing?

VISHINSKY: Disposal procedure. We may have to play the last rites but we don't have to listen.

VISHINSKY: Another good soldier gone to the greatest army of them all.

SARAH: Out into space to drift forever.

VISHINSKY: It's clean and tidy.

SARAH: It's horrible.

DOCTOR: Vishinsky, I'd like a medical check on everybody aboard the ship.

VISHINSKY: Why?

DOCTOR: Because someone is contaminated.

SALAMAR: Yes, Doctor, and we want to examine that space machine of yours.

DOCTOR: Why?

SALAMAR: We believe you to be responsible for all the deaths. Unless you cooperate, I shall k*ll you and the girl without compunction.

SARAH: Oh, great. That's the thanks you get for helping people.

DOCTOR: What is all this?

VISHINSKY: The Doctor risked his life on our account.

SALAMAR: That was a ruse to gain our confidence. His real intention is to destroy us.

DOCTOR: Why? For what reason?

SORENSON: There are other civilisations as desperate as we are for new energy sources. My discoveries on Zeta Minor would be of immense value to them.

DOCTOR: Professor Sorenson, has it ever occurred to you that you might be mistaken? That there is no practical method of exploiting antiquark energy?

SORENSON: Oh no, you're wrong. I've spent my life discovering alternative energy.

REIG (OOV.): Controller Salamar. Calling the Controller.

SALAMAR: What is it, Reig?

REIG (OOV.): We're in trouble, sir. The ship's stopped moving.

SALAMAR: That's impossible.

REIG: Sir, the progress register has stopped. We're making no headway.

SALAMAR: I'm coming up. Professor, watch the girl. You, come with us.

SARAH: There's no need to. I'm not going to jump out, am I.

SORENSON: What is your friend's field of science?

SARAH: Oh, everything. He's brilliant.

SORENSON: And he's wrong. He has to be wrong. Antiquarks come in three configurations, exactly as I predicted. All my theoretical calculations have proved this! We shall find a way of discovering the energy!

SARAH: All right. I'm not arguing.

VISHINSKY: We're stationary. Suspended in space.

SALAMAR: It's crazy. The thrusters are still at full power.

DOCTOR: The answer's really very simple. You've come to the end of your piece of elastic.

SALAMAR: What are you talking about?

DOCTOR: It won't stretch any further. In fact, very soon it will start to pull you back.

SALAMAR: Nothing can do that.

DOCTOR: Antimatter can. There's still some aboard and this proves it.

VISHINSKY: You mean the ship will be dragged back to Zeta Minor?

DOCTOR: Yes, faster and faster. Until, of course, we reach the surface, then we'll stop with a bang. The only way to prevent it is to find the antimatter.

SALAMAR: You're diverting attention from what's really causing the trouble. You! You and whatever's in that machine of yours. Something that's draining the power from this ship.

DOCTOR: Salamar, you're wrong again.

SALAMAR: We'll see. Vishinsky, take charge here.

SORENSON: Antimatter is simply matter composed entirely of antiparticles. Therefore, the hypothetical energy available, available, is, is stupendous.

SARAH: What's wrong? Are you all right?

SORENSON: Yes. Yes, I'm

DE HAAN: Oh, Professor, I

DE HAAN: Argh!

DOCTOR: Usually I only entertain friends in the TARDIS.

SALAMAR: Shut up. Open it.

DOCTOR: Externally, as you can see, it resembles a London police box.

SALAMAR: Open it!

DOCTOR (OOV.): Sarah!

DOCTOR: Sarah, what happened?

SARAH: I caught a glimpse of that thing. It was horrible.

DOCTOR: Antiman.

SARAH: Antiman?

DOCTOR: A hybrid creature running amok.

SALAMAR: Don't move! De Haan. You've k*lled de Haan!

DOCTOR: Oh, now listen, Sa

SARAH: Doctor!

SALAMAR: No! They k*lled de Haan.

VISHINSKY: Some thing k*lled de Haan.

SALAMAR: Let's get rid of them before they k*ll us all. Take them to the ejector chamber. Hurry!

SALAMAR: Prepare to eject.

SARAH: You can't do this! It's m*rder!

VISHINSKY: She's right. You have no evidence. You cannot do it.

SALAMAR: How much evidence do you want? The whole crew d*ad? Eject! Eject.

VISHINSKY: No, Salamar.
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