by MERVYN HAISMAN

and HENRY LINCOLN

first broadcast - February 17 1968

1. PLATFORM, MONUMENT

(The noise crescendos, and the fungus continues to close in on JAMIE and Driver EVANS from both sides. JAMIE pushes EVANS and they jump up onto the platform, looking both ways as the fungus shuts out the light. JAMIE spots an archway leading off to the side of the tunnel.)

JAMIE: We’ve got to get to that archway!

EVANS: There’s something coming through, look!

(A bleeping noise becomes audible, as the giant figure of a Yeti emerges from the Web, carrying a small glass pyramid.)

JAMIE: The pyramid! sh**t the pyramid!

(EVANS aims his r*fle and fires two sh*ts. The YETI continues to advance.)

JAMIE: The pyramid - get it!

(EVANS fires two more sh*ts, but both miss again, his hands shaking in fear.)

JAMIE: Come on, man, try again!

(EVANS sh**t again and hits; the pyramid is destroyed with an expl*si*n, but to JAMIE’s horror, the Yeti and fungus both continue relentlessly.)

JAMIE: But we’ve destroyed the pyramid. It doesn’t work!

EVANS: Let’s get out while we can!

JAMIE: But you sh*t it!

EVANS: Don’t argue, come on!

(They run for the archway, reaching it moments before the station is engulfed in glowing fungus.)

2. TUNNEL

(VICTORIA wanders aimlessly through the tunnel network, alone and afraid. The silence around her is broken by the sound of quiet footsteps nearby.)

VICTORIA: Doctor? Doctor, is that you?

(Just behind her, the DOCTOR steps out from an alcove into the tunnel. But holding him is a soldier with a thin brown moustache, wearing the insignia of a COLONEL with a tartan headband; he has a Kn*fe at the DOCTOR’s neck.)

COLONEL: One moment!

(VICTORIA gasps as she spins around.)

DOCTOR: Victoria! Er . . . er . . . .

VICTORIA: Oh, Doctor, thank goodness I found you! Are you all right?

(The COLONEL lets him go and he clears his throat loudly.)

DOCTOR: Well . . . .

(VICTORIA stutters incoherently, a nervous wreck.)

DOCTOR: (Breathing heavily.) Well you see, Victoria . . . .

(His eyes indicate the COLONEL behind him.)

COLONEL: Well, before you begin this rapturous reunion, there are one or two questions I’d like answered. For a start, is there anyone else down here playing hide-and-seek?

VICTORIA: W-we-well . . . .

DOCTOR: Well- well yes, er . . . where is Jamie, Victoria?

VICTORIA: He came out to look for you.

COLONEL: Out? Out from where?

VICTORIA: The Fortress at Goodge Street.

COLONEL: Goodge Street? Hang on, are you anything to do with Travers and his daughter?

DOCTOR: Travers? Wha-what do you mean, Tra-?

VICTORIA: (Interrupts.) It’s the same man we met in Tibet! I’ve come to warn you, he thinks you’re responsible for the Yeti!

DOCTOR: (Feigned shock.) Me?

COLONEL: Oh, does he? The plot thickens, doesn’t it? I think it’s time I got you two back to HQ. Lead on!

(The DOCTOR hesitates before leading the COLONEL.)

3. OPERATIONS ROOM

(Captain KNIGHT, Staff Sergeant ARNOLD, Craftsman WEAMS, HAROLD CHORLEY, and ANNE TRAVERS stare at the underground map; a solid black line now encircles their position.)

ANNE: Well . . . that’s that. The whole of the Circle Line gone. We’re completely hemmed in.

KNIGHT: Yes - we can’t get out, and no one can get in. Not very healthy, is it?

(Corporal LANE enters and salutes the CAPTAIN.)

LANE: ‘Scuse me, sir.

KNIGHT: Er, yes, Corporal, what is it?

LANE: That girl’s turned up again, sir, and that Doctor feller you was looking for.

ARNOLD: Oh! Him?

LANE: Yes, Staff. They was brought in by a Colonel.

ARNOLD: A Colonel?

KNIGHT: Where did he spring from?

LANE: I don’t know, sir.

KNIGHT: I suppose I’d better show my face. Where are they?

LANE: Er, Corporal Blake’s got them in the Common Room, sir, under guard.

KNIGHT: (Approaches ANNE.) Anne, you’d better fetch your father. He’ll want a word with the Doctor. And you carry on here, Staff.

ARNOLD: Sir!

(He salutes, as KNIGHT leaves with ANNE.)

WEAMS: Hey Staff, this Colonel - where’d he come from? And what’s he doing here?

ARNOLD: Don’t ask me, lad. It’s turning into a proper holiday camp, this place.

4. COMMON ROOM

(The DOCTOR and VICTORIA are sitting at the table, with the COLONEL standing watching them. Corporal BLAKE stands guard, r*fle held aloft.)

VICTORIA: You’re sure?

DOCTOR: Yes, yes, I’m quite all right, Victoria. I was just knocked out a bit by the expl*si*n, that’s all.

VICTORIA: (Leans in to whisper.) Where did the Colonel come from?

(The DOCTOR looks around to make sure no one’s listening before responding.)

DOCTOR: (Whispers.) Well, I don’t know. When I came to, there was no sign of the Yeti, so I- I- I wandered around for a bit; and then, as I was on my way back to you, he suddenly popped out from nowhere!

VICTORIA: (Whispers.) How did you find out about the Intelligence?

DOCTOR: (Quietly.) When I saw the Yeti, I put two and two together. And then . . . now you say Travers is here, well . . . .

(The DOCTOR stops talking as Captain KNIGHT opens the door and enters.)

COLONEL: (To KNIGHT.) Afternoon. Captain Knight?

KNIGHT: Afternoon, Colonel, um . . . .

COLONEL: Lethbridge-Stewart. Expect you’re wondering who the devil I am, eh?

KNIGHT: Well, as a matter of fact, sir - yes.

COLONEL: Well, I couldn’t tell you before, but you’re a bit cut off down here, aren’t you? I’m taking over from Pemberton. (Sadly.) Sorry about him - very fine soldier.

KNIGHT: (Disbelieving.) Taking over? I see. Well, excuse me, Colonel, but have you got any, er . . . .

COLONEL: Authorisation? Yes, of course. Here are my papers.

(He produces a booklet and KNIGHT looks at the papers inside.)

COLONEL: Glad to see you don’t take things at face value.

(KNIGHT takes a moment to finish looking over the papers.)

KNIGHT: All right, Blake, you can fall out.

BLAKE: Sir!

(He stomps and leaves the room.)

KNIGHT: How did you get in, sir?

COLONEL: Holborn. amm*nit*on party. Got badly beaten up. All the men d*ad, I’m afraid.

KNIGHT: Not all - Evans managed to escape.

COLONEL: Evans?

KNIGHT: The driver.

COLONEL: Oh yes.

KNIGHT: Evans didn’t mention any other survivors.

COLONEL: No, well it all got a bit confused. Driven into a side tunnel, myself. After that, got a bit lost, and then found this Doctor.

DOCTOR: Yes, I was wondering when you were going to get around to me.

KNIGHT: Yes, well the Professor’s spoken for him. We do know a little bit about the Doctor already.

COLONEL: I see. In fact, more than you do about me, eh?

KNIGHT: To tell you the truth, sir, yes.

(The conversation is interrupted as TRAVERS bursts into the room.)

TRAVERS: Doctor!

(The DOCTOR quickly stands.)

DOCTOR: Good-!

TRAVERS: Oh my dear fellow, am I glad to see you!

DOCTOR: My word, it is! It’s been a long time!

(TRAVERS laughs.)

COLONEL: Professor, I’m told you know this man.

TRAVERS: Huh? I’d have thought that was obvious. And if it comes to that, who are you?

COLONEL: Colonel Lethbridge-Stewart. New CO.

(TRAVERS grunts.)

COLONEL: So you can vouch for the Doctor here?

TRAVERS: (Snaps.) Well, of course I can.

COLONEL: And what about this girl?

(He indicates VICTORIA.)

DOCTOR: Oh er, she’s on my staff.

TRAVERS: We’ve got lots to do, Doctor. Time’s running short - need your help. Er, Captain Knight, I’ll take him straight down to the lab. Now come on, Doctor. You’d better come too, Victoria. 

DOCTOR: (Speaking at the same time as TRAVERS.) Come along, Victoria.

TRAVERS: Things are getting a bit desperate, and I’ve got an idea.

(Their voices fade as the three of them disappear.)

COLONEL: (Teasing.) It would seem that the Professor’s in charge down here, Captain.

KNIGHT: Yes, well he does have a job to do, sir. I think it’s best to let him get on with it, don’t you?

COLONEL: Hmm . . . .

5. LABORATORY

(The DOCTOR is examining TRAVERS’s opened control sphere, watched by the Professor, ANNE, and VICTORIA.)

DOCTOR: Yes, well as I say, er, when I came to, there was no sign of the Yeti, so I . . . I wandered around a bit, got lost, and . . . saw the fungus.

ANNE: You’ve seen it, then?

TRAVERS: Oh, foul stuff. Oh, it was the Intelligence, all right.

DOCTOR: Not me, then?

TRAVERS: Huh? Wh-what do you mean?

DOCTOR: From what Victoria said, you had one or two suspicions about me.

TRAVERS: (Blows through his lips.) Rubbish, my dear fellow! (Defensively.) Whatever gave you that idea, Victoria? Pah! Never heard anything so ridiculous in all my life!

(The DOCTOR laughs.)

ANNE: (To VICTORIA.) So you did hear us talking, then?

VICTORIA: Yes.

TRAVERS: Oh, that! Well, it was only . . . just idle chatter. (Chuckles.) Ah yes, it was the Intelligence that brought you here, all right.

DOCTOR: But why? That’s what I can’t understand, why?

TRAVERS: Yes . . . . Well, you’ve given it the slip, Doctor. It doesn’t know where you are - yet.

VICTORIA: (Worried.) I hope it hasn’t caught Jamie.

6. PLATFORM, SAINT PAUL’S

(JAMIE and Driver EVANS have found their way into another tunnel and emerge into a station, their footsteps echoing. JAMIE reads the sign on the wall.)

JAMIE: Saint . . . Paul’s.

EVANS: We’re on the Central Line, all right.

JAMIE: Right, come on.

EVANS: (Sharply.) Wait a minute!

JAMIE: (Startled.) What? What is it?

EVANS: Nothing. Just want a bar of chocolate, that’s all. Got sixpence?

JAMIE: Och, don’t be daft! Those beasties might be right behind us. Now come on!

EVANS: All this walking . . . . (Walks onto the platform.) Shouldn’t be down here at all, you know. Driver, I am.

(He approaches a vending machine and shakes it, jostling it until a candy bar drops down. He pulls it out and shows a chocolate bar to JAMIE.)

EVANS: Well, there’s lovely!

(He walks off the platform past a frustrated JAMIE.)

7. OPERATIONS ROOM

(CHORLEY and Staff Sergeant ARNOLD are arguing, while Craftsman WEAMS looks on.)

CHORLEY: (Agitated.) Don’t you understand, Sergeant? I’ve- I- I’ve got to get out of here!

ARNOLD: Well I don’t see as I can put it any clearer, sir. (Points at the map hanging from the ceiling.) We’re here at Goodge Street, right, and the fungus has gone all the way round the Circle Line.

CHORLEY: Yes, I know that, man, but, well, the- these other tunnels . . . the-th-th- the Northern Line, the Central Line. I mean, they’re not filled, are they?

ARNOLD: (Pauses.) No, sir.

CHORLEY: They must be on a different level to the Circle Line, I mean - (Excited.) well I mean, it’s absolutely simple! We go out under the stuff.

ARNOLD: Now look, sir. You know we’ve already lost two men trying to do that. The influence of this fungus extends through the earth, both downwards and up. Believe me, sir, we’re trapped!

CHORLEY: (Agitated.) But I’ve got to get out. You see . . . well, my reports are so important, I mean- I mean, the world must know what’s going on down here, I mean . . . . (Breathes heavily.) Well . . . well, there must be a way out! (Having an idea.) The surface - what’s on the surface?

ARNOLD: Well, there’s a ground level door in Cheney Street, sir, but-

CHORLEY: (Interrupts.) Of course, of course, of course! Thank you, Sergeant, thank you!

(He leaves the room hurriedly.)

WEAMS: ‘E’s a nutter.

ARNOLD: Huh! You’re telling me! Can’t even get my rank right.

WEAMS: (Teasing.) Yeah, I noticed that, Sergeant.

ARNOLD: Cheeky!

8. LABORATORY

(The DOCTOR, TRAVERS, ANNE and VICTORIA are gathered round the work bench.)

DOCTOR: But how, that’s what I can’t understand, hm? What brought the Intelligence back again?

TRAVERS: Oh, well, that was my wretched curiosity, I’m afraid.

DOCTOR: Oh . . . .

TRAVERS: You see, when I came back from Tibet, I brought quite a bit of stuff with me, you know . . . broken Yeti, bits of control spheres, and things like it - oh, the monks were only too glad to see the back of it! 

DOCTOR: Yes . . . .

TRAVERS: Yes, and then . . . then, my dear fellow, one of the control spheres . . . was intact. So naturally, I wanted to find out how it worked.

DOCTOR: Oh dear.

TRAVERS: Then I fiddled with the thing on and off for years, and then one day . . . .

DOCTOR: Don’t tell me, it just disappeared.

(TRAVERS grunts.)

DOCTOR: Yes . . . . Well, presumably, once the sphere started working, the Intelligence just homed on it.

TRAVERS: Yes, and with a fully functional Yeti, well, it was a ready-made pair of hands for the Intelligence.

(Captain KNIGHT opens the door.)

DOCTOR: Hmm.

KNIGHT: Sorry to interrupt, Professor, but Colonel Lethbridge-Stewart has decided to hold a briefing. He’d like you all to attend.

ANNE: (Disapproving.) A briefing? We’re not in the army yet, Captain.

KNIGHT: Ah yes, I know that, Miss Travers. But now that he’s taken over command, he thinks it would be the simplest way of being put in the picture.

TRAVERS: Ah, splendid idea! Might help you too, Doctor. Now come on, I’d like to show you the layout as I . . . .

(TRAVERS’ voice fades into the background as he leads the DOCTOR for a tour.)

KNIGHT: (Calling after them.) If you’ll just make your way to the Common Room, you’ll find that he’s waiting for you.

(He turns to follow.)

ANNE: (Sharply.) Captain.

(KNIGHT halts.)

VICTORIA: Any news of Jamie?

KNIGHT: No. No, I’m afraid not.

9. TUNNEL

(JAMIE and Driver EVANS continue their journey along the Central Line, EVANS in front for once.)

EVANS: Come on, boyo. Not far to Chancery Lane now.

JAMIE: (Harsh whisper.) You’re in a hurry, all of a sudden.

EVANS: Aye, well I’ve got it all worked out, see. Next station’s where I’m getting off.

JAMIE: What!

EVANS: Aye! (Stops and faces JAMIE.) Last time, the Yeti were at Holborn Station, so I reckon if I can get out at Chancery Lane, I might be able to reach my lorry.

JAMIE: So you meant what you said, then? You’re not going back to HQ?

EVANS: Noo. I’d be more of an ‘inderance, I would. Anyway, I’m not supposed to be down here. I’m a driver, I am.

JAMIE: (Angrily.) There is another word I could use. Look, all you want to do is save your own skin.

EVANS: Well, it’s the only one I got! Look, boyo, they don’t stand a chance back there. Hop it with me now, boy, while the going’s good!

(JAMIE scoffs in disgust and EVANS walks off.)

EVANS: You’ve got to take care of Number One in this world! You’ll learn! I’m getting out of these tunnels, fast!

10. COMMON ROOM

(At the COLONEL’s briefing the civilians and soldiers are sitting on chairs or tables in front of Captain KNIGHT and the COLONEL, who stand by a large projector screen. Corporal BLAKE is at the controls of a slide projector. The only absentees from the briefing are Harold CHORLEY and Craftsman WEAMS.)

KNIGHT: So this was the situation on the 5th. Next slide, Blake.

(A picture of a London Street covered in an eerie mist appears on the screen.)

KNIGHT: Ah, yes sir, this will give you a better idea. You can see the fog, or mist, very clearly.

DOCTOR: This mist - does it do anything? I mean, is it- is it poisonous or anything?

TRAVERS: No, no, no, but if anybody goes into it, they just . . . well, they just don’t come out again.

DOCTOR: Oh . . . .

COLONEL: As soon as the effect of the mist was known, this whole area was cordoned off. But by the 6th, the area had expanded to include South Ken tube station. Right, carry on, Knight.

KNIGHT: (A touch annoyed.) Sir. Next slide please, Blake . . . . Now, you see how quickly it was spreading.

COLONEL: (Interjecting.) Ah yes, that’d be the 7th, the day the fungus was first reported in the Underground. The tube system had to be abandoned, of course.

DOCTOR: Any sign of the Yeti by this stage?

KNIGHT: No, they weren’t sighted until the 9th. Next slide.

(A picture of a YETI is shown on the screen.)

DOCTOR: Ah yes . . . my word . . . . I thought I wasn’t mistaken. Those- those Yeti have changed in appearance, look.

TRAVERS: Why yes, I see what you mean!

DOCTOR: It’s a sort of Mark II, isn’t it?

TRAVERS: Ho-ho, yes, very interesting.

DOCTOR: I wonder how the Intelligence managed that.

KNIGHT: (Interrupting.) Gentlemen!

TRAVERS: I’m so sorry.

DOCTOR: Sorry.

KNIGHT: Now by this time, the fungus below ground and the fog above had both extended. Slide!

(Another slide appears, showing two sections of fungus linked by a thin strand of mist.)

COLONEL: Ah yes, that’s it. Now notice this thin area of mist linking the two arms. I think we must now assume . . . that this mist covers the entire area enclosed by the Circle Line.

DOCTOR: Have you had any success against it yet?

KNIGHT: No. We’ve tried chemicals, flame throwers, expl*sives, all to no avail.

COLONEL: That’s why we’re dependent on you three coming up with the answers. If you fail . . . London’s finished - England itself, perhaps. Now the army will of course give you all the support you need. Tell me, Miss Travers, what progress have you made so far?

ANNE: Well . . . my father and I think we may be able to jam the transmissions to the Yeti.

TRAVERS: Eh, what we really need is some additional equipment.

COLONEL: Knight?

KNIGHT: Well, sir, the main problem has been lack of communication. As you know, this fog absorbs all radio waves.

DOCTOR: What about telephones?

KNIGHT: All right for a while, but the Yeti soon destroyed them. We’ve laid a couple of lines ourselves, between here and Holborn, but I don’t know how long they’ll last.

(CHORLEY bursts into the room, to be greeted by a general muted groan.)

CHORLEY: Ah, Colonel Lethbridge-Stewart.

COLONEL: What is it, Mr Chorley? We’re in the middle of a briefing.

CHORLEY: Yes, so I see. Did you know about this door to the surface? A helicopter could lift us all out!

COLONEL: Could it? Always assuming we could make contact with the outside world - which we can’t - how do you imagine they would find us in that mist? Sit down, please.

CHORLEY: (Growling.) Look, Colonel, I resent your tone. You seem to forget that I’m here as a representative of the Press, and as such-!

COLONEL: (Interrupting.) And as such, Mr Chorley, you are no more than a passenger. Staff, lights please!

ARNOLD: Sir!

(He flicks a switch, and the lights come on.)

CHORLEY: (Furious.) Right!

(CHORLEY turns and storms out, slamming the door; the others mutter quietly as he goes, until the COLONEL interrupts them.)

COLONEL: Right, let’s get down to some constructive thinking.

11. OPERATIONS ROOM

(Craftsman WEAMS is on duty in the Operations Room. CHORLEY enters and approaches the map, much calmer.)

CHORLEY: Ah, Weams. Weams, I’d like some information, man.

WEAMS: Sir.

CHORLEY: Now wouldn’t I be right in thinking there are a lot of very tall buildings in this area?

WEAMS: Well, the Post Office Tower, that ain’t far away.

CHORLEY: The Post Office Tower, yes . . . . Do you think that’s above the mist?

WEAMS: Well I wouldn’t know about that, sir, would I?

CHORLEY: Where is it in relation to the Circle Line?

(WEAMS is hesitant.)

CHORLEY: Come on, man, where is it?

(WEAMS puts down his device heavily, walks over, and points at the map.)

WEAMS: (Annoyed.) Well, it’s about ‘ere. Crikey!

CHORLEY: What’s the matter?

WEAMS: (Urgent.) Can’t you see? It’s that fungus stuff, starting up again! (Runs to the door.) I’ve got to tell the Colonel!

12. TUNNEL

(JAMIE, now alone, wanders down the tunnels, his footsteps echoing. A second, faint echo arises. JAMIE hides in an alcove. The steps come closer, until JAMIE jumps out with a yell onto a startled Driver EVANS, who screams in surprise.)

EVANS: (Gasping.) You gave me a fright there for a minute, boy!

JAMIE: I thought you were supposed to be-

EVANS: (Interrupts.) Aye, well, I . . . I changed my mind, see. (Breathing rapidly.) Quite right, you were - can’t leave your mates when they’re in trouble, can you?

JAMIE: Oh, aye?

EVANS: No, well I mean it wouldn’t be right, would it?

JAMIE: (Suspiciously.) Well, what was it like up top then?

EVANS: Er . . . dunno . . . . Er, between you and me . . . I couldn’t get out, see. The gates were locked!

JAMIE: (Unimpressed.) Come on.

(JAMIE continues down the tunnel and EVANS follows him.)

EVANS: Aye, let’s get over to HQ. At least we’ll be safe there.

13. OPERATIONS ROOM

(The soldiers - except Corporal LANE - plus the DOCTOR, TRAVERS, and CHORLEY are looking at the illuminated map, on which the black lines are now spreading out from the Central Line.)

COLONEL: Queensway, Lancaster Gate, Strand, Chancery Lane - all in a half hour, and it’s creeping in all the time. How long do you think we’ve got, Professor?

TRAVERS: Err It’s difficult to say - why, at this rate, oh, a couple of hours at the most.

DOCTOR: Really, don’t-

CHORLEY: Look, Colonel, you’ve got to do something. We can’t just stand here waiting, can we?

COLONEL: Ah, Mr Chorley. You’d like to help, wouldn’t you?

CHORLEY: Well, I-

COLONEL: (Interrupts.) Yes, of course you would. Now look, I’ll tell you what I want you to do. We shall all be rushing about a bit, so what I want you to do is to wait in the Common Room. Act as a sort of Liaison Officer. You could do that, couldn’t you?

CHORLEY: Well, I don’t know-

COLONEL: (Interrupts.) Yes, of course you could. Off you go! We’ll all report progress to you personally.

CHORLEY: What, do you mean coordinate things?

COLONEL: Yes, that’s it. Corporal Blake?

BLAKE: Sir?

COLONEL: See that Mr Chorley has everything he needs. Desk, comfortable chair, plenty of paper and so on.

BLAKE: Sir!

COLONEL: Off you go.

(He pauses until a bewildered CHORLEY leaves with Corporal BLAKE.)

COLONEL: (Sighs.) Right. That’s enough diplomacy for one day. 

(The DOCTOR chuckles.)

COLONEL: Now, let’s get down to some practical soldiering. Doctor, you’ve been very quiet. Any ideas?

DOCTOR: Well, as far as I can see, what we most need is time. Now . . . (Indicates the map.) if we were to blow the tunnel here, just above Goodge Street, we could seal ourselves in for a bit.

COLONEL: Good - practical suggestion. Staff, have we got any expl*sives?

ARNOLD: Oh there is a bit, sir.

COLONEL: Enough to blow the tunnel?

ARNOLD: Just about enough, sir.

KNIGHT: The trouble is, every time we lay the charges, the Yeti cocoon them.

DOCTOR: I thought of that. Got anything on wheels, something that will run along a track?

KNIGHT: Yes, yes there’s a baggage trolley. I think it’s beside the stairs. Go and see, would you, Staff?

ARNOLD: Yes, sir. Be the wrong gauge, of course - we’ll soon fix up that though, sir.

(He leaves the room.)

COLONEL: What’s the plan?

DOCTOR: Well, it’s simple enough. We- we lay the expl*sives on the trolley and set a triggering device, and then blow it up while it’s on the move.

COLONEL: Yes. Yes, that should work.

DOCTOR: Come on, Travers. (Heads for the door.) Let’s fix up this detonator.

(TRAVERS follows him out.)

COLONEL: Think I’ll take the opportunity to have a look around the place. Let me know when you’ve got the trolley organised.

KNIGHT: (Grudgingly.) Sir!

(The COLONEL leaves.)

WEAMS: Glad to see we’re doing something active at last, sir.

KNIGHT: Yes . . . . Let’s hope that it works. It had better!

14. FORTRESS ENTRANCE DOOR

(The door to the Fortress is made of thick metal, and held by giant clamps. The hand of an unseen man furtively opens the clamps, leaving the Fortress unlocked and unguarded.)

15. LABORATORY

(ANNE and VICTORIA are in the Professor’s lab. VICTORIA looks worriedly at one of the Professor’s miniature model Yeti.)

ANNE: You’ve . . . seen those things before, Victoria?

VICTORIA: Yes. I remember them in Tibet. The Intelligence used them to guide the robot Yeti.

(The door opens, and the DOCTOR enters.)

DOCTOR: Ah, there you are, Victoria. I’ve been looking for you everywhere.

(He sees the model Yeti VICTORIA is staring at.)

DOCTOR: Oh my word, that looks familiar. (Picks it up.) It doesn’t work, does it?

ANNE: No. Neither do the other three.

VICTORIA: Three? There are only two.

ANNE: Well that’s funny, there’s one missing! (Unconcerned.) I wonder where that’s got to.

(The DOCTOR gives VICTORIA a concerned look.)

16. FORTRESS MAIN CORRIDOR

(The door to the Fortress’s expl*sives store bears a sign warning “Danger - High expl*sives.” The hands of the unseen saboteur place the missing model Yeti on the floor outside, next to the door’s padlock. The model starts quietly emitting the familiar high-pitched bleeping sound.)

17. TUNNEL

(A robot Yeti springs to life, bleeping in response to the small model, and starts moving through the tunnels.)

18. LABORATORY

(TRAVERS comes in to join the DOCTOR, ANNE, and VICTORIA.)

TRAVERS: Doctor? Sorry to have been so long, but I’ve got your blowing-up thingamajig - here we are.

(TRAVERS gives the small, rectangular detonator to the DOCTOR.)

DOCTOR: Ah, good. Fine. This should do the trick. It’s both timing and contact.

(He begins to fiddle with the detonator, wrapping wires over his shoulders.)

ANNE: Well, I think Victoria’s right.

TRAVERS: What on earth are you talking about?

ANNE: The expl*si*n! We’ll be cut off, all right, but so will Jamie!

VICTORIA: Don’t you see, he’ll be trapped!

19. FORTRESS ENTRANCE DOOR

(The robot YETI, no longer bleeping but still acting in response to the model’s signal, approaches the now unlocked door to the Fortress. It pushes the door open and enters.)

20. OPERATIONS ROOM

(The DOCTOR, Captain KNIGHT, and the COLONEL discuss the detonating device which the COLONEL is holding.)

COLONEL: And this will explode in 60 seconds?

DOCTOR: Yes - just push the trolley down the gradient, and that should give you enough time to get clear.

KNIGHT: Yes, but suppose the Yeti stop it before it goes off?

DOCTOR: Well, if it comes into contact with anything, it’ll blow up at once.

(ARNOLD comes in and salutes.)

ARNOLD: We’ve got the trolley on the line, sir.

COLONEL: Ah, thank you, Staff.

ARNOLD: Funny thing, though, sir - the main door was open.

COLONEL: Open? You sure about that?

(Corporal BLAKE enters in a hurry.)

BLAKE: Sir! Sir, sorry to interrupt, sir, but I found this.

(He holds out a large padlock.)

KNIGHT: What is it?

BLAKE: It’s the padlock from the expl*sives store, sir. And this thing was with it.

(BLAKE holds up the model Yeti in his other hand.)

DOCTOR: (Urgent.) Did you see inside?

BLAKE: No, I thought best not. I left Lane on guard, sir.

KNIGHT: Come on!

(The officers, Staff Sergeant ARNOLD, and the DOCTOR all leave.)

WEAMS: ‘Ere, let’s have a look at that thing.

BLAKE: There.

(He hands the model to Weams, who studies it in curiosity. BLAKE walks out on other business.)

21. FORTRESS MAIN CORRIDOR

(The DOCTOR, Staff Sergeant ARNOLD, and the two officers arrive to find the entrance door open, and Corporal LANE standing guard. The door to the expl*sives storeroom is just down the hall.)

COLONEL: Staff, close that door, would you?

ARNOLD: Sir!

(He goes to the main door and closes it.)

COLONEL: All right, Corporal.

LANE: Sir!

(LANE goes back down the hall. Captain KNIGHT examines the door to the expl*sives storeroom.)

KNIGHT: Well, it seems quiet enough. Do you think there is something in there?

DOCTOR: There’s only one way of finding out, isn’t there?

(He tentatively opens the door to the storeroom - to reveal the room is full of the pulsating fungus, which expands out through the doorway! He tries to push the door shut.)

KNIGHT: Oh, shut it!

(He makes no headway on the door until the soldiers help, grunting. They manage to push it shut and stand back, panting.)

DOCTOR: Well, now we know. How are we going to blow up the tunnel now?

22. LABORATORY

(A tearful VICTORIA sits on the bench, being comforted by ANNE and her father.)

ANNE: Don’t worry, Victoria. The Doctor promised he wouldn’t blow the tunnel until the very last moment.

VICTORIA: Yes, but Jamie . . . .

ANNE: Jamie might be a lot safer than you and- or I at this moment. Have you thought of that?

VICTORIA: Safe, but . . . how, he-?

ANNE: (Interrupts.) Perhaps he was right off the Circle Line by the time it closed up.

VICTORIA: (Encouraged.) Oh, do you really think so?

ANNE: Of course.

TRAVERS: Oh, don’t you worry, my dear; why, the Doctor will find a way. Well once we’ve blown the tunnels and sealed ourselves off, we’ll be able to get on with the job in hand. (Chuckles.) Why, with Anne’s technical knowledge, and the Doctor and I, ho! The Intelligence won’t stand a chance!

23. FORTRESS MAIN CORRIDOR

(The DOCTOR and the COLONEL remain by the entrance.)

DOCTOR: The Yeti have dealt with the expl*sives here, and I’m willing to bet they’ll do the same with those at Holborn as well.

COLONEL: Maybe.

DOCTOR: I think you’re wasting your time now, Colonel.

COLONEL: Yes. Still, at least there’s a chance. We must check.

(ARNOLD arrives and stomps.)

ARNOLD: Search completed, sir. Headquarters all clear. No sign of Yeti.

COLONEL: Good. Captain Knight got the men ready?

ARNOLD: Yes, sir.

COLONEL: Well tell Captain Knight to start, will you?

ARNOLD: Yes, sir.

COLONEL: You and I will follow on behind, Staff.

ARNOLD: Sir.

COLONEL: Oh, better tell the Professor we’re leaving.

ARNOLD: Yes, sir. What about Mr Chorley?

COLONEL: No. Less he knows, the better.

ARNOLD: Sir!

(ARNOLD stomps and leaves.)

COLONEL: Right, I shall be leaving four men behind here. You’ll be quite safe, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Will I?

COLONEL: Huh?

DOCTOR: (Softly.) Someone here is in league with the Yeti - maybe even controlling them.

COLONEL: What?

DOCTOR: The main door didn’t open by itself, did it? It may be any one of us.

COLONEL: Me, perhaps?

DOCTOR: Perhaps.

COLONEL: Or even you?

(The COLONEL walks out.)

24. COMMON ROOM

(VICTORIA and CHORLEY sit at the table.)

CHORLEY: So, Covent Garden, you say?

VICTORIA: That’s where we landed.

CHORLEY: Ah, this is ridiculous. You can’t land in an Underground station!

VICTORIA: The TARDIS can - it’s not an ordinary sort of craft.

CHORLEY: Look, look . . . you say it can get us out of here?

VICTORIA: Yes. But the Doctor wouldn’t go without Jamie. And now they’re going to blow up the tunnel, I don’t see that we’re going to-

CHORLEY: (Interrupts.) Blow up the tunnel? Blow up the tunnel? Well then, we’ll never get out of here. And the Doctor won’t leave until Jamie gets back, eh? Hmm?

(He stands up and makes for the door, but bumps into the DOCTOR, who is entering the room.)

CHORLEY: Oh! Oh, there you are, Doctor, we were just talking about you. I hadn’t realised what was going on.

DOCTOR: Oh?

CHORLEY: No . . . .

(CHORLEY quickly leaves, shutting the door behind him.)

DOCTOR: What’s the matter with him?

VICTORIA: Doesn’t want them to blow up the tunnel.

(The DOCTOR pulls out a chair and sits.)

DOCTOR: Well, he’s too late, they’ve already left. Wait a minute . . . why doesn’t he want them to blow up the tunnel?

VICTORIA: He thinks we’ll be cut off from the TARDIS.

DOCTOR: (Horrified.) You didn’t tell him about the TARDIS, did you!?

VICTORIA: (Horrified.) Oh dear! Oh no! No, do you think that-!

DOCTOR: Yes I do think!

VICTORIA: Oh, but . . . .

(They both scramble for the door, but it won’t open.)

DOCTOR: There you are, it’s locked! 

VICTORIA: Oh!

DOCTOR: (Accusatory.) Victoria!

(VICTORIA sighs.)

25. FORTRESS ENTRANCE DOOR

(JAMIE and Driver EVANS have arrived at the Fortress entrance, and are passing CHORLEY on his way out.)

CHORLEY: They’ve left already?

JAMIE: Aye, we passed them a while back.

EVANS: Aye, off to Holborn, they were.

CHORLEY: Holborn, eh?

(JAMIE is hesitant to respond.)

EVANS: Right.

(CHORLEY runs off towards the tunnels.)

EVANS: Before you go, sir, could you tell me where . . . .

(CHORLEY disappears without listening.)

EVANS: Scarpered.

(A loud banging on a door can be heard from within the Fortress.)

JAMIE: Listen!

26. COMMON ROOM

(The DOCTOR and VICTORIA are still frantically banging on the door.)

VICTORIA: I’m so worried about Jamie!

(The DOCTOR continues banging for a moment. The DOCTOR steps back, hearing footsteps, and the door is opened from the outside by JAMIE and Driver EVANS.)

DOCTOR: Jamie!

(The TARDIS trio grab and hug each other in a joyous reunion, talking at the same time.)

JAMIE: Doctor! Good to see you!

VICTORIA: Oh Jamie, you’re safe!

DOCTOR: Jamie, have you seen Chorley?

JAMIE: Who’s he? Hey, why were you locked in?

DOCTOR: Have you seen anyone leave headquarters here?

JAMIE: Well aye, just now-

DOCTOR: (Interrupts.) Right, come along, no time to waste!

JAMIE: What-?

DOCTOR: Come on, I’ll tell you as we go!

(He bundles the other three out through the door.)

27. LABORATORY

(Professor TRAVERS and ANNE are working on some electronic equipment.)

TRAVERS: But where’s the Doctor? After all, this was his idea.

ANNE: Well, shall I go and get him?

(She stops abruptly as a loud scream tears through the Fortress. ANNE and TRAVERS look at each other for a moment, eyes wide.)

TRAVERS: Wait here!

ANNE: Father, no!

(TRAVERS walks quickly to the door, and goes to investigate.)

28. OPERATIONS ROOM

(TRAVERS walks cautiously into the room and recoils in horror from the sight of the body of Craftsman WEAMS lying on the floor, d*ad. He approaches the body.)

TRAVERS: Weams? Weams!

(He sees something on the floor by the body.)

TRAVERS: What . . . ? 

(He picks up the object - it is the miniature model Yeti.)

TRAVERS: Good Lord!

(As he looks at it, he hears a deafening roar behind him. He turns around to find the huge form of a robot Yeti standing over him. The Yeti’s eyes glow, and TRAVERS screams as it raises its arm . . . .)
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