LOGOPOLIS

BY: CHRISTOPHER H. BIDMEAD

Part Two

First Air Date: 7 March 1981
Running time: 24:03

DOCTOR: Now just a minute, officer. You don't realise what's going on here.

DETECTIVE: No, sir, and I don't want to have to go into detail. You want to think yourself lucky that I don't have to be the judge.

DOCTOR: Me lucky? You don't think that I? You do think.

DETECTIVE: I'm not paid to have opinions, sir. I'm paid to do my duty.

DOCTOR: Well, I do have opinions. This is the calling card of the most evil genius in the universe and I have to tell you gentlemen, I've got to get after him. Now, if you'll just help me to create a diversion, hmm?

DETECTIVE: I think you'd just better come along to the station with us, sir.

DOCTOR: I'd love to.

DETECTIVE: Just to assist us in our enquiries.

DOCTOR: Would you mind awfully if I stopped to telephone my solicitor?

DETECTIVE: You can do that back at the station.

DOCTOR: It seems we're going to be awfully busy at this station of yours. I mean, isn't that a telephone box?

DETECTIVE: That's a police box, sir, not for

DOCTOR: But that would do fine, don't you agree?

DETECTIVE: Look, sir, if you want a formal arrest

DOCTOR: Er, no.

ADRIC: Help! Help me, please! Quickly! Help! Please help!

ADRIC: Help!

DETECTIVE: Get him, Davis!

ADRIC: Help!

DETECTIVE: Not that one, you fool! The other one!

ADRIC: The box has gone.

DOCTOR: It could be anywhere in the TARDIS.

ADRIC: Battle stations?

DOCTOR: Absolutely.

DETECTIVE: Come on now, sir.

ADRIC: The Cloister Bell!

DOCTOR: A choice of emergencies. We'd better dematerialise first.

ADRIC: What's the matter?

DOCTOR: The TARDIS is very sluggish. We may not have any choice at all.

DETECTIVE: Get the key.

DOCTOR: It's dragging us back. We'll have to find some more power from somewhere.

ADRIC: The Cloister Bell!

DOCTOR: Well, shut the door, then. There must be some way of simplifying this. Architectural configuration, that's the one.

ADRIC: What's that?

DOCTOR: Interior allocation of space. Adric, I'm going to jettison Romana's room.

ADRIC: Are you sure?

DOCTOR: This is life. Nothing's sure.

ADRIC: I'm sorry, I just

DOCTOR: Look, do you want a quick decision or a debate?

ADRIC: Sorry!

DOCTOR: You see? There's no need to shout.

ADRIC: We're moving.

DOCTOR: Yes.

ADRIC: So that other TARDIS really has gone.

DOCTOR: Somehow I rather doubt that. Come on, Adric.

ADRIC: But aren't you going to answer the Cloister Bell?

DOCTOR: Why don't you answer it? Go on. Go on.

DETECTIVE: There's got to me some trick to this, Davis.

TEGAN: This place is unreal.

ADRIC: Doctor, it stopped.

DOCTOR: Yes, so now we know.

ADRIC: Know what?

DOCTOR: The message was very faint. It was from Traken.

ADRIC: Traken? How's Nyssa?

DOCTOR: Nyssa's all right.

ADRIC: Tremas?

DOCTOR: Vanished. The Master must have had a second TARDIS hidden away somewhere.

ADRIC: The Master's escaped from Traken? But why take Nyssa's father?

DOCTOR: To renew himself. He was very near the end of his twelfth regeneration.

ADRIC: He's taken over Tremas?

DOCTOR: Yes.

ADRIC: Can a Time Lord do that?

DOCTOR: Well, not just a Time Lord by himself, but with some of the powers of the Keepership still lingering. Huh, and I was so sure. I was so sure. He must have known I was going to fix the chameleon circuit.

ADRIC: He read your mind?

DOCTOR: Well, he's a Time Lord! In many ways, we have the same mind.

ADRIC: Are we still going to Logopolis?

DOCTOR: No, how can we with the Master in the TARDIS? They're a retiring people. They like a quiet life. There's no telling what a creature like that would do on Logopolis.

ADRIC: So how do we flush him out?

DOCTOR: And there's no saying what that might do to the TARDIS systems. Can you swim?

ADRIC: Yes.

DOCTOR: Good. Materialise the TARDIS underwater and open the door.

DOCTOR: That's the River Thames. We'll put down there.

ADRIC: And water sluices in and floods out the whole TARDIS.

DOCTOR: Yes. Adric, shut down everything. Fold back the Omega configuration.

ADRIC: Folded back.

DOCTOR: Good. Exponential cross-field?

ADRIC: Halted.

DOCTOR: Good. Pathways to conditional states seven to seventeen?

ADRIC: Closed.

DOCTOR: Excellent. Main and auxiliary drive?

ADRIC: Ended.

DOCTOR: Good. Now, we're partially materialised, so there'll be a slight jolt. Are you ready?

ADRIC: If you are.

DOCTOR: What? Well, I'd feel more confident if you just said yes.

ADRIC: Yes.

DOCTOR: Good. Here we go, then.

TEGAN: This is too much!

DOCTOR: A gentle splash-down.

DOCTOR: We must have touched bottom.

ADRIC: Touched bottom?

DOCTOR: Yes. Good thing the water was there to break our fall.

TEGAN: Crazy idiot of a pilot! Wait till I have a word with him.

TEGAN: Who's that?

DOCTOR: Careful, now. The water pressure could send us both flying. Ready?

ADRIC: Yes.

DOCTOR: Now!

DOCTOR: That's odd. There's no pressure on those doors at all.

ADRIC: Perhaps we aren't down very deep.

DOCTOR: Ah. I thought there's be a perfectly simple explanation.

ADRIC: Nearly got it right.

DOCTOR: Nearly, but not quite right. There's something not quite right about all of this.

ADRIC: The Master.

DOCTOR: Nothing like this has ever happened before. I've got to get to the bottom of this. You stay here.

TEGAN: I definitely came in this way. So this must be the way out.

TEGAN: Round and round like a hamster in a cage! Somebody must be in charge here!

TEGAN: We'll just have to give it one more go.

DOCTOR: Door.

ADRIC: Who was that? Doctor, who was that?

DOCTOR: Set.

ADRIC: Where are we going?

DOCTOR: Logopolis.

ADRIC: What?

DOCTOR: I've just dipped into the future. We must be prepared for the worst.

ADRIC: So that was the Master?

DOCTOR: Hmm? How do you deduce that?

ADRIC: I just guessed.

DOCTOR: Never guess. Unless you have to. There's enough uncertainty in the universe as it is.

ADRIC: But I can help you. Well, can't I?

DOCTOR: In the ordinary way, yes. This is something far too serious.

ADRIC: What sort of something?

DOCTOR: A chain of circumstances that fragments the law that holds the universe together.

ADRIC: Logopolis?

DOCTOR: Yes. That aerial's a recent addition.

ADRIC: Are we going to be staying long?

DOCTOR: You are.

ADRIC: What?

DOCTOR: You and I have to part company.

ADRIC: Look, if you're going after Nyssa, I'm coming too.

DOCTOR: Adric, don't argue.

TEGAN: I demand to see whoever's in charge of this ship!

TEGAN: Tegan Jovanka. And I'm not answering any more questions until you tell me exactly who you are.

ADRIC: I'm Adric. That's the Doctor.

DOCTOR: Who is she? Where did she come from? What are we going to do with her?

TEGAN: You can take me right back where you found me, Doctor whoever you are. My aunt's waiting in the car to take me to the airport.

DOCTOR: Your aunt? Woman in the white hat, red sports car?

TEGAN: You've seen her?

DOCTOR: Well, a little of her. That settles it. She's got to come with us.

TEGAN: Settles what? Now wait a minute, Doctor.

MONITOR: My dear Doctor. Logopolis is honoured by your visit.

DOCTOR: Well, it's very nice of you to put it like that, Monitor.

TEGAN: I demand to know what's

DOCTOR: Shush. We're all very honoured to be here.

TEGAN: (quietly) Where's here?

DOCTOR: Logopolis.

MONITOR: Welcome. Time has changed little for either of us, Doctor. You continue to roam the universe, while we persist in our simple existence on this planet.

DOCTOR: Yes. The antenna's new, Monitor.

MONITOR: Occasionally our researches require what is sometimes called technology. But for the most part, our computations are enough.

DOCTOR: If your computations can help solve a problem in my TARDIS, I'd be eternally grateful, Monitor.

MONITOR: You have recorded the dimensions we need as data?

DOCTOR: Yes, all noted down. Monitor, I don't wish to press you but my problem is now extremely urgent.

MONITOR: It will only take a moment.

MONITOR: Why don't we proceed to business immediately?

DOCTOR: Yes, yes.

DOCTOR: But all this is new, Monitor, and vaguely familiar.

MONITOR: This is purely for our advanced researches.

ADRIC: I thought you said they didn't use computers.

DOCTOR: That's right.

MONITOR: May I have the dimensions?

DOCTOR: Yes, historically the Logopolitans do everything

MONITOR: The dimensions, Doctor.

MONITOR: This will only take a moment.

MONITOR: Keree gorok gorok, keree gorok per denesta zel octa zarel gorok gorok keree

TEGAN: (quietly) What's he doing?

DOCTOR: The numbers. He's recreating the TARDIS.

MONITOR: The code is being compiled.

DOCTOR: Thank you, Monitor. I'm certainly looking forward to having a properly functioning TARDIS.

ADRIC: You mean those people we saw in the streets are working it out for themselves?

MONITOR: Yes.

ADRIC: What, without technology?

MONITOR: Block transfer computation is a complex discipline, way beyond the capabilities of simple machines. It requires all the subtleties of the living mind. Is that not so, Doctor?

DOCTOR: Oh, indeed, Monitor, indeed.

TEGAN: When am I going to get an explanation for all this?

DOCTOR: Do you really feel up to an explanation?

TEGAN: I'll try.

DOCTOR: Well. Adric, you explain.

ADRIC: It's not the Doctor's fault you wandered aboard.

TEGAN: Wandered? Listen, that ship was deliberately disguised as a police box. I just want to know who you are and where I am.

ADRIC: Look, I'd better explain.

MONITOR: This will restore your chameleon circuit, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Splendid, Monitor. I've really been looking forward to this. Of course! The Pharos Project! But this is a near replica of the Pharos computer room.

MONITOR: It is a perfectly logical copy.

DOCTOR: What?

MONITOR: I always thought you underestimated the possibilities of block transfer computation, Doctor. You see, structure is the essence of matter, and the essence of structure is mathematics.

DOCTOR: What, you can model the Pharos Project mathematically?

MONITOR: Of course, and supply the necessary raw energy.

DOCTOR: Well, then, you can model any space-time event in the universe.

MONITOR: That is true. Now, shall we implement the solution to your little problem, Doctor?

DOCTOR: Yes. Yes.

ADRIC: What's a Pharos, Doctor?

TEGAN: Ancient Greek for lighthouse.

ADRIC: What's a lighthouse?

DOCTOR: A famous Earth project to transmit signals to remote planets.

MONITOR: I understand they're trying to get intelligent life to respond.

DOCTOR: Ah.

DOCTOR: Monitor, I must ask you a very special favour.

MONITOR: My dear Doctor, of course.

DOCTOR: Adric and the girl. Would you look after them for me?

MONITOR: You don't want them with you in the TARDIS?

DOCTOR: No. What lies ahead is for me, not for them. I hate farewells.

MONITOR: There is a chance the computation may produce an instability.

ADRIC: The Doctor's in danger?

MONITOR: A simple precaution. There is very little that could go wrong. In fact, nothing at all.

ADRIC: But he said he was expecting danger.

MONITOR: I must confess, I misled the Doctor in order to have the pleasure of your company while he engages in this mundane task. Now, perhaps you would like to see more of Logopolis.

TEGAN: I'd prefer to see a lot less of it. Can you give me some idea how long we're going to be delayed here?

ADRIC: I'm sorry. She's upset.

TEGAN: Too right I'm upset. Wouldn't you be?

NYSSA (OOV.): Adric!

TEGAN: I've got a job to do.

NYSSA: Adric.

ADRIC: Nyssa! How did you get here?

NYSSA: A friend of the Doctor's brought me. He's here, somewhere.

TEGAN: Who's Nyssa?

ADRIC: She's the friend who helped me on Traken.

NYSSA: Is the Doctor here?

ADRIC: In the TARDIS.

TEGAN: Hi, I'm Tegan. Did they hijack you, too?

ADRIC: What's the matter?

MONITOR: Transfer instability. It may be only temporary.

ADRIC: Something's wrong.

MONITOR: Yes, you're right.

TEGAN: It's getting smaller.

ADRIC: Can't you do something?

MONITOR: I don't understand. I don't understand.

ADRIC: But the Doctor's in there!
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