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Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
: Now, there's just two things I want from you, Doctor: an effective way of controlling that stuff and the safe return of Miss Grant. Sergeant Benton
: Well, what about OUR Doctor, sir? Don't you want HIM back? Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
: None of that nonsense, Benton. I've GOT him back. As long as he does the job, he can wear what face he likes. Dr. Who
: Well, I'll do my best, but I can't make any promises. Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
: Well, in that case, you better consult with those all-powerful superiors of yours for THEIR advice. Dr. Who
: Oh, I don't think THAT would do any good. At the moment, they're FAR from being all-powerful. That's why it's been left up to me and me and me.
: Well, what are we gonna do now? Dr. Who
: Keep it confused. Feed it with useless information. I wonder if I have a television set handy?
: Here you are, Sergeant. You'll need this. Now, if it gives the slightest trouble, a little dose of that will settle it. Sergeant Benton
: Yes, but say that doesn't work, Doctor. Dr. Who
: THEN GIVE IT THE LOT!
[the Brigadier bursts into the TOMTIT lab, weapon drawn, with two UNIT soldiers behind him
] Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
: Right, stand quite still, everyone! Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
: [pauses, assessing the room
] Uh... where's the Master? The Doctor
: A very good question, Brigadier. Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart
: Doctor. Glad to see you're back. Miss Grant, what on earth are you doing in that extraordinary get-up? And where, for heaven's sake, is Sergeant Benton? Stuart Hyde
: [grabbing Dr. Ruth Ingram's arm
] The baby! We forgot the baby!
[Stuart and Ruth look over the defunct TOMTIT device. Sgt. Benton rises from behind, nude, having burst out of his infant form's diaper
] Sergeant Benton
] Would somebody please mind telling me exactly what's happening around here? The Doctor
, Dr. Ruth Ingram
, Jo Grant
[Jo brings the hungry Sergeant Benton some food
] Sergeant Benton
: Ah, you've saved my life. Captain Yates
] Sergeant Benton! Sergeant Benton
: [jumping to attention
] Sergeant Benton
: Oh, no. Captain Yates
] Just what do you think you're up to, Benton? Sergeant Benton
: Uh, I was just checking, sir. Captain Yates
: Yes, well I want you to go and check on number 3 patrol. Move, Sergeant Benton. Sergeant Benton
] Captain Yates
: Jo, how thoughtful.
[he helps himself to the cheese and wine that Benton didn't even get to touch
] Jo Grant
: That wasn't very kind of you. Captain Yates
: RHIP, Jo. Jo Grant
: Pardon? Captain Yates
: Rank Has Its Privileges.
: [having fled into the TARDIS
] Well, Sergeant, aren't you gonna say that it's bigger on the inside than it is on the outside? Everybody else does. Benton
: [standing amazed
] It's pretty obvious, isn't it?
[after brief recap of the previous episode's regeneration scene
: [dials operator on telephone
] Get me the medical officer.
[the Doctor mumbles something
: Lieutenant Sullivan, emergency. Come to the lab at once, please. The Doctor
: ...human history. Brigadier
: What's he talking about? Sarah Jane Smith
: It's something that happened when we first met. The Doctor
: [sits up rapidly
] I tell you, Brigadier, there's nothing to worry about. The brontosaurus is large and placid.
[the Doctor collapses again. Harry Sullivan enters
: This is the patient, sir? The Doctor
: And stupid. The Doctor
: [sits up again, clutching Sarah
] The square on the hypotenuse equals the sum of the square on the other two sides. Why is a mouse when it spins? Never did know the answer to that one. Sergeant Benton
] Excuse me, sir. The daily reports. Harry
: Take him to the sick bay, I'll make a proper examination there. Sergeant Benton
: What's happening, sir? Who's... Brigadier
: That, Mr. Benton, is the Doctor. Sergeant Benton
: You mean he's done it again? He's changed? Brigadier
: Apparently. Saw it happen this time. Lieutenant Sullivan? Harry
: Yes, sir? Brigadier
: I'm placing the Doctor in your personal charge. He is to have your full attention. Harry
: Right-o, sir.
: Doctor, look! Dr. Who
: Oh, my giddy aunt!