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: Never cared much for the word "impregnable". Sounds a bit too much like "unsinkable". Harry
: What's wrong with "unsinkable"? The Doctor
: Nothing. As the iceberg said to the Titanic. Harry
: What? The Doctor
: [sitting down
] Gloop, gloop, gloop, gloop, gloop, gloop, gloop.
[Catching the Doctor at the TARDIS, Harry tries to convince him to return to the sick bay
: No, Doctor, I'm the doctor and I say that you're not fit. The Doctor
: You may be *a* Doctor, but I'm *the* Doctor. The definite article, you might say. Harry
: Look here, Doctor, you're not fit... The Doctor
: Not fit! Not fit! Of course I'm fit. All systems go!
[the Doctor karate chops a convenient brick in twain, then jogs in place
: Well, look...
[the Doctor stops, grabs the end of Harry's stethescope and holds it to his heart. Harry listens. The Doctor moves it to his other heart
] The Doctor
: Heartsbeat? Harry
: I say, I don't think that can be right. The Doctor
: Both a bit fast, are they?
[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.
[the Doctor, desperate to prove his fitness to Harry Sullivan, grabs a cord and turns on him menacingly
] I... I feel I ought to warn you, Doctor, that there's grave danger of myocardial infarction, not to speak of pulmonary embolism. Yes, I should, I should...
[the Doctor flips the rope behind Harry and he reflexively jumps to avoid it tripping him from behind. The Doctor does too, and suddenly they are both in a rhythm of skipping rope
] The Doctor
: [to rhythm
] Mother, mother / I feel sick / Send for the doctor / Quick, quick, quick / Mother, dear / Shall I die? / Yes, my darling / By and by / One, two / Three, four...
: I want these two screened and passed to Ronson for full interrogation. Tane
: Yes, sir. Nyder
: [handing him a box
] Prisoner's belongings.
[they exchange Nazi-esque salutes and Nyder leaves
] Doctor Who
: Good, well, now he's gone, any chance of a cup of tea? Tane
: WHAT? Doctor Who
: Or coffee. My friend and I have had a very trying experience. Haven't we had a trying experience, Harry? Harry Sullivan
: Very trying, Doctor. Tane
: Step into the security scan! Doctor Who
: What, no tea? Tane
: Let me point out to you that you have no rights whatsoever. I have full authority to torture and kill any prisoner who does not comply absolutely with my orders. That is your first and last warning. Doctor Who
: No tea, Harry.
: I'm sorry if they hurt you. I lack the courage to interfere. Doctor Who
: Well, you did save me from becoming the very first victim of a Dalek. Thank you. Ronson
: Yes, now you used that word earlier. It had never been heard before. And yet only an hour ago, Davros announced that henceforth his Mark 3 travel machine would be referred to as a Dalek. Now, how could you have known that? Doctor Who
: Well, I have an advantage in terms of time. You see, we've come here at this time because of future concern about the development of the Dalek. I think you're concerned too, aren't you?
[Ronson goes to the door to check no one is listening
: Yes, I am concerned, and there are a few others who think the same as I. But we're powerless. Doctor Who
: Then let us help you. Ronson
: You see, we believe that Davros has changed the direction of our research into something which is immoral. Evil. You see, the Elite was formed to produce weapons that would end this war. We soon saw that this was futile and changed the direction of our research into the survival of our race. But our chemical weapons had already started to produce genetic mutations. Harry Sullivan
: And the mutations were banished out into the wastelands. Ronson
: Yes. Doctor Who
: The mutos. Ronson
: Now Davros, he believed that there was no way to reverse this trend and so he started experiments to establish our final mutational form. He took living cells, treated them with chemicals and produced the ultimate creature. Come with me.
[he takes them into the corridor and stops outside a door
: Now, this is what the Kaleds will become.
[he presses a button, a shutter slides down and the Doctor and Harry peer through a window slit into a green-lit room where there's something clearly disgusting inside, snarling and slithering. They step back
: That is our future. Doctor Who
: You've got troubles.
: She's coming round. Steady, steady on, old girl, steady on. Sarah Jane Smith
] Harry? Harry Sullivan
: Yes, I'm here, I'm here. Sarah Jane Smith
: Call me old girl again... and I'll spit in your eye.
: My name's Sullivan. Surgeon Lieutenant Harry Sullivan, actually. And, er, this is the Doctor. Vira
: You claim to be med-techs? Harry Sullivan
: Sorry? Doctor Who
: Er, my doctorate is purely honorary, and Harry here is only qualified to work on sailors.
[the Doctor, unconscious due to the rockslide, Harry tries to unbuckle The Doctor's harness which, if tampered with, would detonate the bomb The Doctor is wearing. The Doctor awakes and stops him
] The Fourth Doctor
: Harry, were you trying to undo this? Harry Sullivan
: Well, naturally. The Fourth Doctor
: Did you make the rocks fall, Harry? Harry Sullivan
: Well, I suppose... I suppose I must have done, yes.
[the Doctor laughs quietly and takes a deep breath
] The Fourth Doctor
] HARRY SULLIVAN IS AN IMBECILE!
: Come along. Harry Sullivan
: We are we going? The Doctor
: Uh... foward.