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There she is. So small, I could reach out and... | 0:00:02 | 0:00:05 | |
-Crush it! -Crush it! Crush it! | 0:00:05 | 0:00:09 | |
Quiet, Caw! This is my moment of destiny... | 0:00:09 | 0:00:12 | |
Moment of Destiny! Moment of destiny... | 0:00:12 | 0:00:15 | |
Attention armoury! | 0:00:15 | 0:00:16 | |
Prepare plasma cannons for firing. | 0:00:16 | 0:00:18 | |
Commence countdown! | 0:00:18 | 0:00:20 | |
-I'm the king of the world! -King of the world! | 0:00:24 | 0:00:27 | |
King of the world! Aaark! | 0:00:27 | 0:00:30 | |
Now, forget your Bonapartes, your Boudiceas, your Blackbeards, even... | 0:00:30 | 0:00:34 | |
Wha...? | 0:00:34 | 0:00:35 | |
This, Martha Jones, this is Baltazar. | 0:00:35 | 0:00:38 | |
Scourge of the Galaxy, corsair King of Triton on the 40th century, | 0:00:38 | 0:00:42 | |
the greatest despot that ever, ever lived! | 0:00:42 | 0:00:45 | |
This is just...just...fantastic! | 0:00:45 | 0:00:49 | |
Yeah, it's kind of cool. Now, the thing about Baltazar. | 0:00:49 | 0:00:52 | |
-Scourge of the Galaxy! -Yeah...the most amazing thing about him is... | 0:00:52 | 0:00:56 | |
he forged this ship himself. | 0:00:56 | 0:00:58 | |
-He didn't! -By hand. Go on, tell her, Baltazar! | 0:00:58 | 0:01:01 | |
I tended her by hand, over countless decades. | 0:01:01 | 0:01:04 | |
Burnished her into the greatest warship in history! | 0:01:04 | 0:01:06 | |
And not that long ago, blew all of Earth's defence force from the sky. | 0:01:06 | 0:01:10 | |
-He really shouldn't have done that. -Shouldn't have done that! | 0:01:10 | 0:01:14 | |
And now I'm going to envelop Earth in a field of plasma fire. | 0:01:14 | 0:01:17 | |
Superheat the carbonites who crawl across its surface... | 0:01:17 | 0:01:20 | |
Really? So all carbon-based life | 0:01:20 | 0:01:21 | |
-will be super-compressed in a plasma field, making... -Diamonds?! | 0:01:21 | 0:01:25 | |
Precisely. | 0:01:25 | 0:01:26 | |
Yeah, well done. Yes, every living being turned into diamonds. | 0:01:26 | 0:01:30 | |
And the plan starts in seconds! | 0:01:30 | 0:01:32 | |
Now, that IS a Plan. That...is...indeed...a...plan. | 0:01:32 | 0:01:39 | |
Is that not the most incredible plan? | 0:01:39 | 0:01:41 | |
Oh, incredible, but, we'll stop him, yeah? | 0:01:41 | 0:01:43 | |
Mm. By giving him...this! | 0:01:43 | 0:01:46 | |
-Wha...? -I like to stir things up. | 0:01:46 | 0:01:49 | |
Oooh, shouldn't have done that. | 0:01:51 | 0:01:53 | |
He shouldn't have broken it because...? | 0:01:53 | 0:01:55 | |
It wasn't just any old spoon. | 0:01:55 | 0:01:57 | |
It passed through the hands of the greatest chefs of planet Earth. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:00 | |
Fanny, Delia, Madame Cholet. | 0:02:00 | 0:02:02 | |
It was antique, forged by inhabitants of a planet | 0:02:02 | 0:02:07 | |
that specialised in Ribicola. | 0:02:07 | 0:02:08 | |
-Fungus? -Oh, yes, but not just any old fungus. | 0:02:08 | 0:02:12 | |
No, a special hydroxiding fungus... | 0:02:12 | 0:02:14 | |
There's been no treatment for it these last 2,000 years. | 0:02:14 | 0:02:17 | |
Which is why, Baltazar, Scourge of the Galaxy... | 0:02:17 | 0:02:21 | |
-Your deck is rusting away! -Wha...? | 0:02:21 | 0:02:23 | |
Nooo! | 0:02:23 | 0:02:28 | |
-That's not ordinary rust! -Nah, I pepped it up a bit. | 0:02:28 | 0:02:31 | |
Gave it a bit of zing. A bit of va-va-voom. | 0:02:31 | 0:02:33 | |
Va-va-voom! Va-va-voom! | 0:02:33 | 0:02:35 | |
-Doctor, you can't leave him. Not to the rust! -Ah, well... | 0:02:35 | 0:02:38 | |
Will Baltazar ever get caught? | 0:02:45 | 0:02:47 | |
I imagine so. His luck can't hold out forever. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:49 | |
So what'll happen, d'you think? | 0:02:49 | 0:02:51 | |
In this era? Most likely prison planet for him would be... | 0:02:51 | 0:02:55 | |
Volag-Noc. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:56 | |
Yeah, that's where I'd take him if it was up to me. | 0:02:56 | 0:02:59 | |
Coldest place in the galaxy. | 0:02:59 | 0:03:01 | |
-Brrrr. Nasty. -Yup. Now...give me a number between zero and 99! | 0:03:01 | 0:03:06 | |
-45. -And another! | 0:03:06 | 0:03:08 | |
-72. -Another! -Three. What is this? Galactic lottery? | 0:03:08 | 0:03:11 | |
Destination setting! | 0:03:11 | 0:03:13 | |
And you, Martha Jones, have randomly chosen to take us to... | 0:03:13 | 0:03:18 | |
Copacabana Beach! Arriba! | 0:03:18 | 0:03:21 | |
I'll get you for this, Doctor! | 0:03:26 | 0:03:28 | |
I'll make you sorry you were ever born! | 0:03:28 | 0:03:31 | |
Yes! | 0:04:10 | 0:04:12 | |
670 million miles an hour, and a bit! Rock on! | 0:04:12 | 0:04:15 | |
-You're just a boy racer, aren't you? -Ha! | 0:04:15 | 0:04:18 | |
Whoa! | 0:04:18 | 0:04:20 | |
What was that - emergency stop? | 0:04:20 | 0:04:22 | |
Owww, search me. There's nothing in the manual... | 0:04:22 | 0:04:25 | |
Go on, then. We've stopped. | 0:04:30 | 0:04:32 | |
-I've died and gone to Bill Oddie heaven. -Bill Oddie heaven! | 0:04:38 | 0:04:42 | |
I know you! It's Caw, isn't it? | 0:04:42 | 0:04:44 | |
Welcome to Pheros, Miss Martha. | 0:04:44 | 0:04:46 | |
It's Caw's home. | 0:04:46 | 0:04:47 | |
How're you doing, Caw? | 0:04:47 | 0:04:49 | |
I likes you, Miss Martha. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
-Oh! -That's for savin' Caw's life all them years ago. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:57 | |
Thank you, Caw. It's really lovely. | 0:04:57 | 0:05:00 | |
Got some news for you, Doctor. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:02 | |
'Bout Baltazar. | 0:05:02 | 0:05:04 | |
Let him out of Volag-Noc. | 0:05:04 | 0:05:06 | |
Volag-Noc? I was right, Martha! | 0:05:06 | 0:05:08 | |
Yeah, great. Caw, why'd they release him? | 0:05:08 | 0:05:10 | |
Say he's reformed. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:13 | |
But Caw reckons he's as bad as ever he was. He'll be comin' for Caw. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:18 | |
Caw sold him out, for a bar of gold. | 0:05:18 | 0:05:22 | |
-Or three... -What do you need gold for? -He eats it. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:26 | |
He won't rest, Doctor! | 0:05:26 | 0:05:28 | |
-He seeks his heart's desire and knows how to find it. -He does? | 0:05:28 | 0:05:33 | |
The Infinite! | 0:05:33 | 0:05:35 | |
Oh, that's just a legend. | 0:05:35 | 0:05:38 | |
What is? | 0:05:38 | 0:05:39 | |
Baltazar thinks different. Thinks he knows how to find it. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:43 | |
-Find what? -The Infinite. | 0:05:43 | 0:05:46 | |
Yeah, I got that. But what exactly is the Infinite? | 0:05:46 | 0:05:49 | |
Well, let's just say there are things out there in space, Martha, | 0:05:50 | 0:05:55 | |
things that predate our reality, | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
relics from the Dark Times. | 0:05:57 | 0:06:00 | |
-Oh, a fairy tale? -Oh, far, far more than that. | 0:06:00 | 0:06:04 | |
There was a time when the universe was so much smaller than it is now... | 0:06:04 | 0:06:08 | |
A darker, older time of chaos. | 0:06:08 | 0:06:11 | |
Creatures like the Racnoss, | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
the Nestenes and the Great Vampyres rampaged through the Void. | 0:06:15 | 0:06:18 | |
And this Infinite is one of those "relics from the dark time"? | 0:06:18 | 0:06:22 | |
It's said that if anyone were to find the Infinite, | 0:06:22 | 0:06:25 | |
they'd receive their heart's desire. | 0:06:25 | 0:06:28 | |
And frankly, that's quite a thing to receive. | 0:06:28 | 0:06:30 | |
Yeah, but how's Baltazar going to find it? | 0:06:30 | 0:06:32 | |
-That's how. -What's that? -It's a data chip. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:39 | |
Part of a black-box recorder. | 0:06:39 | 0:06:41 | |
Dark Time technology. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:43 | |
Baltazar gave it to me for safekeeping. | 0:06:43 | 0:06:46 | |
Should be four of 'em. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
You need to use each one to find the next. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:50 | |
And find all four, you find the Infinite? | 0:06:50 | 0:06:53 | |
-Are we going on a quest, then? -No. The Infinite stays lost. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:56 | |
Nothing more than a legend. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
As last custodian to the Secrets of the Universe, | 0:06:58 | 0:07:01 | |
it's my duty to see it stays that way. | 0:07:01 | 0:07:04 | |
He mustn't! Mustn't! He's got a copy! | 0:07:04 | 0:07:08 | |
I can't let someone like Baltazar, | 0:07:08 | 0:07:10 | |
corrupt and twisted, have access to that kind of power. | 0:07:10 | 0:07:14 | |
Caw, you'd better be right about this. | 0:07:14 | 0:07:16 | |
Planet Bouken. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:25 | |
OK. Here...we...go! | 0:07:25 | 0:07:29 | |
-The tracker's in place? -Thank you, Caw. | 0:07:33 | 0:07:37 | |
It's really lovely. Aaaark! | 0:07:37 | 0:07:39 | |
Then the Doctor's going to find me the Infinite, | 0:07:40 | 0:07:43 | |
going to find me my heart's desire... | 0:07:43 | 0:07:45 | |
-Heart's desire! Heart's desire! -And then, I'll have my revenge! | 0:07:45 | 0:07:50 | |
Revenge! Revenge! | 0:07:50 | 0:07:53 | |
Ah, Martha, see those? | 0:07:57 | 0:07:59 | |
-Artificial suns. -Never! | 0:07:59 | 0:08:01 | |
Someone wanted the planet Bouken warmed up. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:04 | |
-What are they? -Oil rigs. | 0:08:06 | 0:08:09 | |
Oil rigs?! Hang on. They still need oil, in the future? | 0:08:09 | 0:08:13 | |
It ran out on Earth. The corporations went drilling elsewhere. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:16 | |
To look at them, you'd think they were alive. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:19 | |
-You think?! Run? -What now? | 0:08:21 | 0:08:26 | |
Er, well, I'm open to suggestions... | 0:08:26 | 0:08:29 | |
Er... | 0:08:29 | 0:08:31 | |
How'd you do that? | 0:08:31 | 0:08:33 | |
Oh, Martha, you're brilliant! | 0:08:33 | 0:08:36 | |
Oh, yeah, now you're just showing off. Whoa! | 0:08:37 | 0:08:40 | |
Hoist the colours, Mr Mate! | 0:08:49 | 0:08:51 | |
-Aye-aye, Captain! -Let OilCorp see that the Black Gold is in business! | 0:08:51 | 0:08:56 | |
Aye-aye, Captain! A-harr. | 0:08:56 | 0:08:58 | |
-Pirates?! -I'm Swabb, First Mate aboard the Black. | 0:09:00 | 0:09:04 | |
-Now then, Mr Mate, put her in reverse! -Aye-aye, Captain! A-harr! | 0:09:04 | 0:09:09 | |
You two might want to hold on tight. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:13 | |
-To the rail? -Aye-aye, Captain! | 0:09:13 | 0:09:15 | |
Take the strain, me hearties! | 0:09:15 | 0:09:17 | |
Heave lads! | 0:09:17 | 0:09:19 | |
-All right, Swabb, maximum power! -Aye! | 0:09:19 | 0:09:23 | |
-Well, that, I didn't expect. -Cut thrust, Mr Mate. | 0:09:36 | 0:09:39 | |
-Then pull the rig in? -And siphon it, Swabb! | 0:09:39 | 0:09:43 | |
-Hello there, Captain...? -Captain Kaliko. -Hello. I'm the Doctor. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:46 | |
-Martha and I... -Why are they smashing the oil rigs? | 0:09:46 | 0:09:49 | |
Told you, it's the 40th century. | 0:09:49 | 0:09:51 | |
The oil corporations are sucking the solar system dry to feed demand. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:54 | |
Petrol prices are through the roof | 0:09:54 | 0:09:56 | |
and the colonies that can't afford to pay are dying. | 0:09:56 | 0:09:59 | |
Aye. And the oil companies call us pirates. | 0:09:59 | 0:10:03 | |
So you're smashing the rigs, siphoning off the petrol...I see. | 0:10:03 | 0:10:06 | |
Robbing the rich to fuel the poor? | 0:10:06 | 0:10:08 | |
-But that's brilliant! -What d'you think we should do with them, Swabb? | 0:10:08 | 0:10:11 | |
I don't no, Cap'n. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:13 | |
Now, what I reckon is, | 0:10:13 | 0:10:15 | |
to land up in a place like this, you dogs're either OilCorp spies | 0:10:15 | 0:10:19 | |
or planning a spot of piratin' yourselves... | 0:10:19 | 0:10:22 | |
Or indeed, none of the above... | 0:10:22 | 0:10:25 | |
Either way, I don't want you on the Black Gold. | 0:10:25 | 0:10:28 | |
So ahoy there, me heartless hearties, | 0:10:28 | 0:10:31 | |
throw these sandlubbers overboard! | 0:10:31 | 0:10:34 | |
Yeah...ahhh... | 0:10:34 | 0:10:36 | |
Hold hard there, lads! | 0:10:46 | 0:10:49 | |
Swabb, you swab! Is this mutiny? | 0:10:51 | 0:10:54 | |
-Yesss! -Never, Cap'n Kaliko, not mutiny! | 0:10:54 | 0:10:57 | |
Nooo. | 0:10:57 | 0:10:59 | |
I just wondered if they be OilCorp spies, mayhaps we dispose | 0:10:59 | 0:11:03 | |
of the bodies by putting them inside one of the oil rigs? A-harr... | 0:11:03 | 0:11:07 | |
Make it look like an accident? | 0:11:07 | 0:11:10 | |
Yer not as empty-headed as you seems, Mr Mate! | 0:11:10 | 0:11:13 | |
We'll use the one we just keelhauled! | 0:11:13 | 0:11:16 | |
Aye-aye, Cap'n. | 0:11:16 | 0:11:18 | |
Don't worry, Doctor, Martha. You're perfectly safe with me. | 0:11:18 | 0:11:23 | |
-What's he up to? -Hmmm... | 0:11:24 | 0:11:27 | |
I don't think our Mr Swabb is all he's cracked up to be. I wonder... | 0:11:27 | 0:11:32 | |
Said your prayers yet, Doctor? | 0:11:46 | 0:11:48 | |
So, um, sorry, let me see if I've got this right? | 0:11:48 | 0:11:51 | |
We somehow get inside this rig you've drained of oil, and then what? | 0:11:51 | 0:11:56 | |
A quick blast from me mate Swabb's laser pistol, | 0:11:56 | 0:12:00 | |
the remaining oil ignites... | 0:12:00 | 0:12:02 | |
OilCorp find us dead inside. | 0:12:02 | 0:12:04 | |
-Boiled in oil? -That's murder! | 0:12:04 | 0:12:07 | |
Accidents happen. | 0:12:07 | 0:12:09 | |
Now, me hearties! The plank! | 0:12:09 | 0:12:11 | |
-Careful with that! -Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh...me first. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:18 | |
Thought Swabb would have made his move by now. | 0:12:18 | 0:12:21 | |
-What move? -He's no pirate. | 0:12:21 | 0:12:23 | |
-If he thinks we're with this OilCorp, then my guess is... -That he is too? | 0:12:23 | 0:12:27 | |
Yeah. Fingers crossed. Ready! | 0:12:27 | 0:12:29 | |
I like your style, Doctor. | 0:12:32 | 0:12:34 | |
-Shame you have to die! -Yeah, yeah, yeah. | 0:12:34 | 0:12:38 | |
Now, let us go, or I'll destroy your ship! | 0:12:39 | 0:12:42 | |
What, with that? | 0:12:42 | 0:12:44 | |
No deal! | 0:12:44 | 0:12:46 | |
I wish you weren't so obstinate, Kaliko. Oh, well. | 0:12:46 | 0:12:49 | |
Why's it not working? | 0:12:51 | 0:12:52 | |
Um, patience. | 0:12:52 | 0:12:55 | |
Er...sand in the mechanism. | 0:12:55 | 0:12:58 | |
Hang on... | 0:12:58 | 0:13:00 | |
-Success! -And? | 0:13:01 | 0:13:04 | |
And hold on tight. | 0:13:04 | 0:13:06 | |
OilCorp dog! You're damaging the Black Gold! | 0:13:10 | 0:13:13 | |
We're actually on your side, Captain! We came here to save you! | 0:13:13 | 0:13:16 | |
It's all right, Martha. | 0:13:16 | 0:13:17 | |
The Captain's pirate days are over. I'm with OilCorp. | 0:13:17 | 0:13:21 | |
Told you! | 0:13:21 | 0:13:22 | |
And OilCorp have promised me a new body to replace this bag of bones. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:26 | |
Same goes for you, me hearties, if you'll help me turn the Captain in! | 0:13:26 | 0:13:30 | |
They'll never turn on me! | 0:13:30 | 0:13:32 | |
Oh, no. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:36 | |
Thing is, Captain, Swabb here seems to think Martha and I | 0:13:36 | 0:13:39 | |
-are with OilCorp too... -You're not? | 0:13:39 | 0:13:41 | |
-No. -You're not. -No! | 0:13:41 | 0:13:44 | |
Captain, we've come here to rescue you. | 0:13:44 | 0:13:46 | |
-Why? -Doesn't matter, Captain. | 0:13:46 | 0:13:48 | |
You're time is up! | 0:13:48 | 0:13:49 | |
Rigs! Attack! | 0:13:49 | 0:13:52 | |
-Lucky they're not great shots! -Define "lucky"! | 0:14:07 | 0:14:10 | |
No! No, more precision. | 0:14:10 | 0:14:13 | |
Fire with more... Waaaaghhh. | 0:14:13 | 0:14:15 | |
Roll with it, Martha! | 0:14:17 | 0:14:19 | |
Doctor? Doctor? | 0:14:30 | 0:14:33 | |
-Aah! -Forget it, he's gone. | 0:14:33 | 0:14:36 | |
-But at least I can think of a good use for you. -Oh, really! -Yes. | 0:14:36 | 0:14:41 | |
Look, me and the Doctor aren't here to cause you and OilCorp trouble. | 0:14:42 | 0:14:46 | |
We're on a dead important mission. Gotta collect data chips. | 0:14:46 | 0:14:49 | |
Stop this Baltazar stealing a big spaceship called the Infinite, | 0:14:49 | 0:14:52 | |
which'll give him infinite power. | 0:14:52 | 0:14:54 | |
And that's bad cos he's not a nice bloke. Oh, and Swabb? | 0:14:54 | 0:14:57 | |
-Yeah? -Um...behind you? | 0:14:57 | 0:14:59 | |
Aye-aye! | 0:15:01 | 0:15:03 | |
-Oooh, sorry! -Doctor! -Whoa... | 0:15:03 | 0:15:06 | |
Will the vile dog live? | 0:15:13 | 0:15:15 | |
The sand seemed soft, so it probably broke his fall. | 0:15:15 | 0:15:18 | |
-I'll get you for this! -Yup, he's OK. | 0:15:18 | 0:15:22 | |
-You need some help? -Could you? | 0:15:22 | 0:15:23 | |
-Ow, oooh! -Doctor, you said you'd come here for me. | 0:15:25 | 0:15:28 | |
What exactly did you mean by that? | 0:15:28 | 0:15:31 | |
-Ah. -Well? | 0:15:31 | 0:15:33 | |
Your earring, Captain. | 0:15:33 | 0:15:35 | |
You know what it is, really? | 0:15:35 | 0:15:37 | |
You're after the Infinite? You fool! | 0:15:40 | 0:15:43 | |
Now, I was going offer you both a berth on my next ship, | 0:15:45 | 0:15:49 | |
but seeing as you had an ulterior motive in rescuing me... | 0:15:49 | 0:15:53 | |
There's only room for one in my lifeboat, anyhow. | 0:16:00 | 0:16:03 | |
-Looks like she came down near the TARDIS. -We have to catch her. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:17 | |
If Baltazar gets that data chip, and finds the Infinite... | 0:16:17 | 0:16:20 | |
He gets his heart's desire - destruction of you, me and Earth. | 0:16:20 | 0:16:24 | |
Look! Aw, no. | 0:16:31 | 0:16:35 | |
Surely the fall couldn't do that? | 0:16:35 | 0:16:37 | |
No. She's been murdered. | 0:16:37 | 0:16:40 | |
-Live by the cutlass, die by the cutlass, it seems. -Doctor? | 0:16:42 | 0:16:45 | |
I'm so sorry, Kaliko...but we've got what we came for, Martha. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:50 | |
Let's see where we're going next. | 0:16:50 | 0:16:52 | |
Hang on! There could be anything out there. | 0:17:01 | 0:17:03 | |
Snakes like bendy buses, sabre-toothed gorillas. Anything! | 0:17:03 | 0:17:07 | |
-Excellent! -Right...that way is Main Street, so that's probably downtown. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:12 | |
-Where's the lights? -Lights?! | 0:17:12 | 0:17:14 | |
City like this should be full of lights, especially at night. | 0:17:14 | 0:17:17 | |
INSECTS BUZZ | 0:17:17 | 0:17:19 | |
-Doctor! They're bugs! -So I see, and they're about to swarm! | 0:17:23 | 0:17:28 | |
Doctor! The bugs... | 0:17:36 | 0:17:38 | |
Swarming...all around us... | 0:17:38 | 0:17:40 | |
Go on! Get out of it! | 0:17:40 | 0:17:43 | |
What's the matter with you two? | 0:17:43 | 0:17:45 | |
-Doctor? -I know. -And what are you staring at? | 0:17:50 | 0:17:54 | |
-Thank you. For the timely arrival. Mr, Um? -Mergrass. Ulysees Mergrass. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:59 | |
-Good thing the bugs listen to you. -We have an understanding. -I noticed. | 0:17:59 | 0:18:04 | |
I'm here to provide their community, via their Queen, with protection. | 0:18:04 | 0:18:08 | |
-SIREN WAILS -What's that? | 0:18:08 | 0:18:09 | |
What they need protecting from. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:12 | |
-Hang on. Those are warplanes. -What do you expect in a war zone? | 0:18:20 | 0:18:24 | |
-BOTH: -A war zone?! | 0:18:24 | 0:18:26 | |
Sonic attack! Incoming! | 0:18:29 | 0:18:32 | |
You know what? I think he's got the right idea. | 0:18:32 | 0:18:35 | |
Martha? Martha! Look out! | 0:18:45 | 0:18:48 | |
-Pretty, isn't it? -If you like that sort of thing. | 0:18:59 | 0:19:03 | |
Careful! Don't touch what isn't yours. Yet. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:06 | |
Breakages must still be paid for. | 0:19:06 | 0:19:09 | |
Besides which, they won't activate | 0:19:09 | 0:19:11 | |
until I give your Queen this keycoder to switch everything on. | 0:19:11 | 0:19:14 | |
You all right? Turns out the towers are built from dung, not rock. | 0:19:16 | 0:19:20 | |
-But even so. -Yeah, I'm fine. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:22 | |
It's beautiful. | 0:19:27 | 0:19:30 | |
Really beautiful. | 0:19:30 | 0:19:32 | |
Well said, Martha Jones. | 0:19:32 | 0:19:35 | |
Ah! Martha Jones, the Mantasphid Queen. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:37 | |
The Mantasphid Queen, Ma'am, Martha Jones. | 0:19:37 | 0:19:40 | |
-Your...Majesty? -Spot on. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:42 | |
As I was saying, these alien attackers... | 0:19:42 | 0:19:45 | |
I hope you're not putting a business proposition, Doctor! | 0:19:45 | 0:19:48 | |
The bidding is over. I won. | 0:19:48 | 0:19:51 | |
Mergrass is correct, Doctor. | 0:19:51 | 0:19:54 | |
We have our military adviser already, we do not need another. | 0:19:54 | 0:19:59 | |
Oh. "Military adviser", is it? | 0:19:59 | 0:20:01 | |
-Interesting euphemism for gun-running. -Gun-running? | 0:20:01 | 0:20:04 | |
In the crates. | 0:20:04 | 0:20:06 | |
They've caught a pilot! Mergrass, they've caught a pilot! | 0:20:10 | 0:20:14 | |
Stand well back. I want to see what it is you're fighting against. | 0:20:14 | 0:20:17 | |
Oh. What are you? | 0:20:19 | 0:20:22 | |
Crush it! Squash it! | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
-Get it away from me! -Wait, Doctor, it's... | 0:20:30 | 0:20:32 | |
Trying to kill me, I know! | 0:20:32 | 0:20:34 | |
No! It's panicking. Doctor, it's just frightened! | 0:20:34 | 0:20:37 | |
Oh. | 0:20:37 | 0:20:38 | |
Oh, oh, Martha, you're a marvel. | 0:20:38 | 0:20:41 | |
Calm, calm, calm, calm. Hey, I'm not going to hurt you. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:44 | |
Thank you. Thank you so much. | 0:20:49 | 0:20:52 | |
Training didn't prepare me! | 0:20:52 | 0:20:55 | |
-I didn't... -It's all right, it's all right, calm down. | 0:20:55 | 0:20:58 | |
-You're fine now. -Sorry. | 0:20:58 | 0:21:00 | |
Suit got damaged when I came down. | 0:21:00 | 0:21:02 | |
No air left. I thought I was going to die. I don't want to die. | 0:21:02 | 0:21:06 | |
-Well, you didn't. -Fleshy biped! | 0:21:06 | 0:21:09 | |
We must be protected from fleshy bipeds! Destroy them all! | 0:21:09 | 0:21:13 | |
You can destroy them, Your Majesty. | 0:21:13 | 0:21:15 | |
With the weapons you've bought. | 0:21:15 | 0:21:17 | |
-What's your name, pilot? -Pilot Kelvin. | 0:21:17 | 0:21:20 | |
Well, Pilot Kelvin, what's wrong with you? | 0:21:20 | 0:21:22 | |
Picking a fight with a bunch of defenceless bugs?! | 0:21:22 | 0:21:24 | |
Eh? We didn't start it! | 0:21:24 | 0:21:26 | |
Yes, they did. | 0:21:26 | 0:21:28 | |
The fleshy bipeds have been trying to exterminate us! Wipe us out! | 0:21:28 | 0:21:32 | |
No! You don't understand. | 0:21:32 | 0:21:34 | |
This is my er... This... This was my home. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:37 | |
Where I was born, brought up. | 0:21:37 | 0:21:39 | |
We were here first! | 0:21:39 | 0:21:40 | |
Is this true? | 0:21:40 | 0:21:43 | |
This used to be a lovely place. | 0:21:43 | 0:21:46 | |
My parents had a homestead here. | 0:21:46 | 0:21:48 | |
Then the bugs arrived and drove the people out. I only joined up once... | 0:21:48 | 0:21:52 | |
Once my parents were killed. | 0:21:52 | 0:21:54 | |
Killed? Why? | 0:21:54 | 0:21:56 | |
Why did you attack? | 0:21:56 | 0:21:57 | |
So many lovely animals they had here. | 0:21:57 | 0:22:02 | |
So much lovely dung! | 0:22:02 | 0:22:04 | |
You invaded this planet for dung?! | 0:22:04 | 0:22:06 | |
It's one of the last fertile planets in the galaxy. | 0:22:06 | 0:22:08 | |
If it falls, there'll be a famine like you wouldn't believe. | 0:22:08 | 0:22:12 | |
Your Majesty, if I may? | 0:22:12 | 0:22:14 | |
My job here is done. | 0:22:14 | 0:22:15 | |
I've supplied you with the means to destroy your enemies. | 0:22:15 | 0:22:19 | |
Your contract stipulates final payment on delivery. | 0:22:19 | 0:22:22 | |
Did it? | 0:22:22 | 0:22:24 | |
Guess what, Mergrass. I lied! | 0:22:24 | 0:22:27 | |
There will be no payment! | 0:22:27 | 0:22:30 | |
Mantasphids don't make deals with fleshy bipeds. | 0:22:30 | 0:22:34 | |
Typical mantasphid. I should've listened to the others. | 0:22:34 | 0:22:37 | |
-What others? -The prisoners. There was a mantasphid there, too. | 0:22:37 | 0:22:41 | |
Tipped me off about this little war, so I decided to do the deal. | 0:22:41 | 0:22:46 | |
-You were in prison? -Good grief, no. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:49 | |
I was a broker, a dealer. | 0:22:49 | 0:22:51 | |
I'd get letters and gifts to the inmates, and in return... | 0:22:51 | 0:22:55 | |
You got well paid? | 0:22:55 | 0:22:57 | |
Of course. | 0:22:57 | 0:22:58 | |
But the governor always said that you could never trust a mantasphid. | 0:22:58 | 0:23:02 | |
The Governor of which prison was this? Volag-Noc perhaps? | 0:23:02 | 0:23:06 | |
-Volag-Noc? But isn't that where Baltazar was? -You know of Baltazar? | 0:23:06 | 0:23:11 | |
AIR-RAID SIRENS WAIL | 0:23:11 | 0:23:14 | |
The fly-ships, they're coming back! | 0:23:14 | 0:23:16 | |
Bugs, defend us! They'll destroy us all. | 0:23:16 | 0:23:19 | |
We're going to die too unless we get away. | 0:23:19 | 0:23:21 | |
Forget it. You can't get far enough away. | 0:23:21 | 0:23:24 | |
-Why not? -Because Earth Command can't afford to lose this planet! | 0:23:24 | 0:23:28 | |
You see, they'll even sacrifice me. | 0:23:28 | 0:23:30 | |
Your Majesty, there might still be a way. | 0:23:33 | 0:23:35 | |
Ah, Doctor. | 0:23:35 | 0:23:37 | |
This is a fleshy biped thing, is it not? | 0:23:37 | 0:23:41 | |
-"Never say die"? -Yeah, exactly! | 0:23:41 | 0:23:43 | |
Fleshy bipeds are very stupid creatures. | 0:23:43 | 0:23:47 | |
But the fight goes on! | 0:23:47 | 0:23:48 | |
-We'll win this war yet! -Pilot Kelvin! | 0:23:48 | 0:23:50 | |
What will they do to the city? | 0:23:50 | 0:23:52 | |
Well, the plan was spatial disintegration | 0:23:52 | 0:23:55 | |
of this 100-mile vector. | 0:23:55 | 0:23:57 | |
They're going to burn us out of space and time? | 0:23:57 | 0:23:59 | |
Kills all known bugs. Dead. | 0:23:59 | 0:24:03 | |
So we stand here while they vaporise us? | 0:24:09 | 0:24:11 | |
Mergrass, what do we do? | 0:24:11 | 0:24:13 | |
-You're asking me? -You're my military adviser! | 0:24:13 | 0:24:16 | |
You know tactics! You know weapons! Help us! | 0:24:16 | 0:24:19 | |
I'd have happily helped you when I thought I was getting paid | 0:24:19 | 0:24:22 | |
but without this, the weapons are useless. | 0:24:22 | 0:24:25 | |
And without my money, you get nothing. | 0:24:25 | 0:24:29 | |
Mergrass! Mergrass! Come back! | 0:24:29 | 0:24:33 | |
We need to keep track of Mergrass. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:35 | |
He has the data chip we need to continue this treasure hunt. | 0:24:35 | 0:24:38 | |
It is decided. | 0:24:38 | 0:24:41 | |
How do we surrender to the fleshy bipeds? | 0:24:41 | 0:24:46 | |
At last. Pilot Kelvin, have you got a communications system? | 0:24:46 | 0:24:49 | |
Inside my helmet, sir! But it was damaged when I crashed. | 0:24:49 | 0:24:52 | |
Oh, we'll soon have that sorted. | 0:24:52 | 0:24:54 | |
Hurry! Hurry! We want to surrender! | 0:24:54 | 0:24:57 | |
Doctor, there's no protocol for negotiation with the Mantasphids. | 0:24:57 | 0:25:00 | |
-Then make one! -I can't. They invaded our homes, killed our families. | 0:25:00 | 0:25:04 | |
They're also living sentient beings that have a right to exist. | 0:25:04 | 0:25:07 | |
Maybe not here, but somewhere. | 0:25:07 | 0:25:09 | |
'Mantasphid hive destruction commences in 60 seconds.' | 0:25:09 | 0:25:12 | |
-Oooh, that's not good. -Please, Doctor. Hurry. | 0:25:12 | 0:25:15 | |
Doctor! Listen, if the bugs can't surrender, surely we can, can't we? | 0:25:15 | 0:25:20 | |
-You are brilliant! Pilot, tell them to open up a visual channel. -Control! | 0:25:20 | 0:25:26 | |
This is Pilot Kelvin, imperative you | 0:25:26 | 0:25:28 | |
-open a visual link to this system. Please respond. -Roger. | 0:25:28 | 0:25:32 | |
Hurry, Doctor! | 0:25:32 | 0:25:34 | |
Ahoy there, ye Earth Command nobodies! | 0:25:34 | 0:25:39 | |
You got Doctor Vile, | 0:25:39 | 0:25:41 | |
pirate o' the constellations, givin' you a big white flag! | 0:25:41 | 0:25:46 | |
Fact is, me an' me mad mucker Martha here... | 0:25:46 | 0:25:50 | |
Arr! Arr! Arr! | 0:25:50 | 0:25:53 | |
Um, no. No, don't, don't do that. | 0:25:53 | 0:25:55 | |
We've been rulin' over these insect raiders, held their Queenie hostage! | 0:25:55 | 0:26:02 | |
But, we has to admit, you got us beaten. | 0:26:02 | 0:26:05 | |
Come on in and get us. | 0:26:05 | 0:26:07 | |
We surrender! That should do it. | 0:26:07 | 0:26:13 | |
What have you done, Doctor? | 0:26:13 | 0:26:15 | |
Taken the rap for you, Queenie. Ended your war! | 0:26:15 | 0:26:18 | |
-They'll never believe it. -You reckon? | 0:26:18 | 0:26:20 | |
All units, hive destruction cancelled. | 0:26:20 | 0:26:23 | |
Your priority now is to apprehend male human, codename "Doctor Vile"! | 0:26:23 | 0:26:27 | |
How can we thank you, Doctor? | 0:26:27 | 0:26:31 | |
Easy. Work with the humans, not against them. | 0:26:31 | 0:26:34 | |
-Young Kelvin here could make a great ambassador. -Me? | 0:26:34 | 0:26:37 | |
Listen, Your Majesty, the humans' farms will need power. | 0:26:37 | 0:26:40 | |
Light and heat are hard to come by in an oil-starved universe, right? | 0:26:40 | 0:26:44 | |
-And you're naturally phosphorescent. -Think you can make a deal? | 0:26:44 | 0:26:47 | |
And you'll get all the dung you could ever want! | 0:26:47 | 0:26:49 | |
Brilliant! So what's next? | 0:26:49 | 0:26:52 | |
We skedaddle out of here before Kelvin's mates arrive. | 0:26:52 | 0:26:55 | |
Good luck, everyone. | 0:26:55 | 0:26:57 | |
What now? Catch up with Mergrass and go? | 0:26:59 | 0:27:02 | |
Oh, we've found him. | 0:27:02 | 0:27:04 | |
Oh, no! No! | 0:27:04 | 0:27:07 | |
Sudden dehydration. | 0:27:07 | 0:27:08 | |
-Take the data chip, and let's go. -We can't just leave him! | 0:27:14 | 0:27:17 | |
-It's like Captain Kaliko all over again. -Isn't it just? | 0:27:17 | 0:27:20 | |
But Martha, we can't stay! | 0:27:20 | 0:27:22 | |
We're criminals, remember? | 0:27:22 | 0:27:24 | |
Next data chip located! | 0:27:28 | 0:27:30 | |
It's... Ah. It's... Oooh. | 0:27:30 | 0:27:32 | |
-Where? Is it bad? -You wearing thermals? | 0:27:32 | 0:27:35 | |
Come on, you. | 0:27:38 | 0:27:40 | |
Where are we going? | 0:27:40 | 0:27:42 | |
Where are we, full stop? | 0:27:42 | 0:27:43 | |
Well, we've now met two people from the prison on Volag-Noc, right? | 0:27:43 | 0:27:47 | |
Right, but there's no prison here! | 0:27:47 | 0:27:50 | |
You were saying? | 0:27:50 | 0:27:52 | |
Doctor! | 0:27:52 | 0:27:54 | |
I thought you'd never get here! | 0:27:57 | 0:27:59 | |
Er, we're visitors. | 0:28:01 | 0:28:02 | |
Visitors, mind! Oi! | 0:28:02 | 0:28:04 | |
This item is confiscated. | 0:28:04 | 0:28:07 | |
-What? -Scanning for malfeasance. | 0:28:07 | 0:28:11 | |
-No convictions. No confirmation of criminal activity. -Well, obviously. | 0:28:11 | 0:28:17 | |
Scanning. | 0:28:17 | 0:28:19 | |
3,005 outstanding convictions... | 0:28:19 | 0:28:22 | |
-That many? -..With 6,000 more to be taken into consideration. -Doctor? | 0:28:22 | 0:28:27 | |
-It's an unfair cop! -Prison Cell 8447. | 0:28:27 | 0:28:29 | |
Doctor! | 0:28:30 | 0:28:33 | |
The governor will see you now. | 0:28:33 | 0:28:35 | |
Oh, good. Great. I think. | 0:28:35 | 0:28:38 | |
Ooh. Hello, you're clearly an android and I'm your new cell-mate! | 0:28:40 | 0:28:45 | |
-You all right? -It hurts! | 0:28:48 | 0:28:52 | |
I'm the Doctor. Tell me the trouble. | 0:28:52 | 0:28:55 | |
Interesting. | 0:28:57 | 0:28:59 | |
You're the governor? There's been a mistake. | 0:28:59 | 0:29:02 | |
We don't make mistakes on Volag-Noc. Safe! | 0:29:02 | 0:29:04 | |
But my friend's been... | 0:29:04 | 0:29:08 | |
Close. You were saying? | 0:29:09 | 0:29:12 | |
-I... -Ah, yes, your "friend". | 0:29:12 | 0:29:17 | |
We're still collating charges, but he's been a very naughty boy. | 0:29:17 | 0:29:20 | |
Minor traffic violations, 1,400 counts. | 0:29:20 | 0:29:23 | |
Evading library fines, 250 counts. | 0:29:23 | 0:29:27 | |
C'mon, that's nothing serious! | 0:29:27 | 0:29:29 | |
Planetary demolition. | 0:29:29 | 0:29:31 | |
-How many counts? -17. No, 18. | 0:29:31 | 0:29:34 | |
-Ouch. -And all dating back... 3,000 years?! | 0:29:34 | 0:29:39 | |
Well, I'm sure he had his reasons. | 0:29:39 | 0:29:42 | |
Maybe, but these charges have been extracted from his own brain. | 0:29:42 | 0:29:45 | |
He knows what he's guilty of. And they've earned him... Let's see... | 0:29:45 | 0:29:49 | |
two billion years in prison. | 0:29:49 | 0:29:51 | |
-Two billion?! -He really should have taken back those library books. | 0:29:51 | 0:29:55 | |
Hang on, there's more. | 0:29:55 | 0:29:57 | |
There's something here about a "Doctor Vile", wanted for piracy. | 0:29:57 | 0:30:02 | |
As well as his accomplice. | 0:30:02 | 0:30:04 | |
You! | 0:30:04 | 0:30:05 | |
So anyway, Caw then said - did I mention Caw before? | 0:30:13 | 0:30:16 | |
Big, metal, bird, eats gold for breakfast - | 0:30:16 | 0:30:19 | |
anyway, he told us that Baltazar is after the Infinite, | 0:30:19 | 0:30:22 | |
the starship that has the power to create your heart's desire. | 0:30:22 | 0:30:26 | |
Baltazar - nasty flea, used to live here. | 0:30:26 | 0:30:28 | |
Anyway, we have to chase around, stopping him... | 0:30:28 | 0:30:30 | |
-Ow! -Oooh, sorry! Sorry. | 0:30:30 | 0:30:33 | |
Hang on, | 0:30:33 | 0:30:34 | |
-you've been inhibited! -I have. | 0:30:34 | 0:30:37 | |
-You couldn't commit a crime if you tried! -I could not. | 0:30:37 | 0:30:41 | |
you shouldn't be here at all! Oh, I'm not having this. | 0:30:41 | 0:30:43 | |
-Thank you. -Right, we'll have to dig our way out. | 0:30:46 | 0:30:49 | |
Don't suppose you've concealed a teaspoon? I lost mine. | 0:30:49 | 0:30:53 | |
There's a more direct way. | 0:30:53 | 0:30:54 | |
Now. | 0:30:54 | 0:30:57 | |
-Oooh! -What was that? | 0:30:57 | 0:31:02 | |
Warder, what's up with the lights? | 0:31:02 | 0:31:04 | |
Power fluctuation detected, Governor. | 0:31:04 | 0:31:06 | |
A cell has been opened from within. | 0:31:06 | 0:31:08 | |
-Opened? Where? -Cell 8447. -That cell is off-limits. | 0:31:08 | 0:31:14 | |
Didn't your tin pet there put the Doctor in Cell 8447? | 0:31:14 | 0:31:17 | |
No, I gave explicit orders no-one was to be put in with the gover... | 0:31:17 | 0:31:21 | |
The governor, were you going to say? | 0:31:21 | 0:31:23 | |
I saw the data chip in your safe! | 0:31:23 | 0:31:25 | |
If you're not the governor, who are you? | 0:31:25 | 0:31:27 | |
Don't you get it? He's escaped. | 0:31:27 | 0:31:30 | |
Your friend's let him out! | 0:31:30 | 0:31:32 | |
And we've only been here five minutes! Nice one, Doctor. | 0:31:32 | 0:31:35 | |
No. | 0:31:39 | 0:31:41 | |
What's doing that? | 0:31:47 | 0:31:50 | |
Locke. | 0:31:50 | 0:31:51 | |
Hello, Martha Jones! You'll never guess who I'm with! | 0:31:53 | 0:31:56 | |
The real governor? | 0:31:56 | 0:31:58 | |
Oh, you guessed! Thing is, if Locke here is the governor, who are you? | 0:31:58 | 0:32:02 | |
Warder! | 0:32:02 | 0:32:04 | |
You don't know what you've done, letting him out. | 0:32:06 | 0:32:09 | |
Hang on, hold this for a moment, will you? | 0:32:09 | 0:32:12 | |
But there's nothing on it! | 0:32:12 | 0:32:13 | |
It's psychic, and it tells me you're "Constantine Ethelred Gurney. | 0:32:13 | 0:32:17 | |
"Prisoner" Aha! Convicted of blackmail, fraud...blah, blah, blah, | 0:32:17 | 0:32:21 | |
blah, blah, released... Released?! | 0:32:21 | 0:32:23 | |
I did my time, I got let out, I broke back in. | 0:32:23 | 0:32:26 | |
That's new. Why? | 0:32:26 | 0:32:29 | |
Because of him! Living here in luxury. | 0:32:29 | 0:32:32 | |
He's an android. He doesn't even need it. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:34 | |
But me, there are people across the seven galaxies | 0:32:34 | 0:32:38 | |
who still want my head on a plate, putting my face on Wanted posters. | 0:32:38 | 0:32:42 | |
"Wanted Dead or Alive" open brackets, "preferably dead". | 0:32:42 | 0:32:45 | |
-Close brackets. I get the picture. -There was this guy I met. | 0:32:45 | 0:32:48 | |
Sold me a nifty little program on the warders. | 0:32:48 | 0:32:51 | |
They saw me as Locke, and Locke as me. | 0:32:51 | 0:32:53 | |
This "guy", name of Mergrass? | 0:32:53 | 0:32:56 | |
You know him! Great guy. | 0:32:56 | 0:32:58 | |
Anyway, I kept Locke safely locked up, until you come along! | 0:32:58 | 0:33:02 | |
Free. | 0:33:05 | 0:33:06 | |
At last, Gurney. | 0:33:06 | 0:33:09 | |
Now, now, Mr Locke, we had a deal. | 0:33:09 | 0:33:11 | |
No deals. Creatures like Gurney are beyond redemption. | 0:33:11 | 0:33:15 | |
Their rehabilitation is pointless. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:19 | |
Warder. All the prisoners in Volag-Noc are beyond rehabilitation. | 0:33:19 | 0:33:24 | |
They must die. | 0:33:24 | 0:33:26 | |
Commencing cell sterilisation. | 0:33:26 | 0:33:27 | |
On your command. | 0:33:27 | 0:33:31 | |
-You can't! -Stop it! Stop it now! It's not their fault. | 0:33:31 | 0:33:34 | |
-It's the only way to cure them. -Safe! | 0:33:34 | 0:33:37 | |
It's the only way. | 0:33:39 | 0:33:42 | |
It's the only way. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:44 | |
-Doctor, the prisoners! -I'm on it. | 0:33:44 | 0:33:48 | |
Gurney, how do we stop it? I need that program Mergrass sold you | 0:33:48 | 0:33:51 | |
so the Warders won't take Locke's orders any more! | 0:33:51 | 0:33:53 | |
Not my problem. I'm getting out of here! | 0:33:53 | 0:33:55 | |
-The data chip! -Gurney! Stop. Stop! | 0:33:55 | 0:33:59 | |
Order terminated. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:04 | |
Oh, yes! Skill. | 0:34:04 | 0:34:06 | |
Now, where's my sonic screwdriver? | 0:34:06 | 0:34:08 | |
Mind. You'll do yourself a damage. | 0:34:11 | 0:34:14 | |
There's nowhere to run, Gurney! | 0:34:19 | 0:34:21 | |
Got to get away from here. | 0:34:21 | 0:34:23 | |
Gurney? | 0:34:23 | 0:34:26 | |
-Gurney? -Greener than a seasick kitten, aren't you? | 0:34:26 | 0:34:30 | |
-Take me with you, in your ship! -I can't fly the TARDIS. -Is that so? | 0:34:30 | 0:34:34 | |
Then you're no use to me, are... | 0:34:34 | 0:34:36 | |
It can't be. | 0:34:38 | 0:34:40 | |
What? | 0:34:40 | 0:34:41 | |
Revenge! | 0:34:42 | 0:34:44 | |
Finally! | 0:34:44 | 0:34:46 | |
Baltazar! | 0:34:46 | 0:34:49 | |
The final data chip, | 0:34:49 | 0:34:51 | |
-at last! -Gurney, no! | 0:34:51 | 0:34:54 | |
Caw! | 0:34:57 | 0:34:59 | |
Oh, no, you don't. | 0:35:01 | 0:35:04 | |
-Caw? -Sorry, Miss Martha. | 0:35:04 | 0:35:08 | |
Caw's been a dirty birdie. | 0:35:08 | 0:35:12 | |
So you were working with him all the time, weren't you? | 0:35:12 | 0:35:16 | |
You sent us on this hunt for the data chips, on his orders. | 0:35:16 | 0:35:19 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:35:19 | 0:35:20 | |
It's the gold, see. | 0:35:20 | 0:35:23 | |
He promised me all the gold I could eat. | 0:35:23 | 0:35:29 | |
Caw! | 0:35:29 | 0:35:30 | |
Gurney, he got me right in the fusion chamber. | 0:35:31 | 0:35:36 | |
I'm done for now. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:38 | |
There must be something I can do. | 0:35:38 | 0:35:41 | |
There's not. | 0:35:41 | 0:35:43 | |
Doctor! Doctor, we have to help him, we have to do something please. | 0:35:43 | 0:35:47 | |
Caw runs on gold fusion. | 0:35:47 | 0:35:50 | |
Once his reactor's burned out, that's it. | 0:35:50 | 0:35:53 | |
Va... | 0:35:53 | 0:35:55 | |
va... | 0:35:55 | 0:35:57 | |
voom. | 0:35:57 | 0:35:59 | |
Caw? | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
Caw! | 0:36:02 | 0:36:04 | |
Good afternoon, Doctor. We have some unfinished business! | 0:36:04 | 0:36:09 | |
Get in. Turn around. | 0:36:12 | 0:36:15 | |
-Hands in the air! -So, how'd you find us? | 0:36:15 | 0:36:17 | |
-It's very tricky to track a TARDIS. -I had insider information. | 0:36:17 | 0:36:21 | |
-Have you met Squawk? -My brooch! | 0:36:21 | 0:36:24 | |
Aw, no. | 0:36:24 | 0:36:26 | |
This little accessory has helped me track you every step of the way. | 0:36:26 | 0:36:31 | |
Fly away, birdie. | 0:36:31 | 0:36:34 | |
-Squawk! -An accessory to murder. -Surely that's you, Doctor? | 0:36:34 | 0:36:38 | |
You needed a little bit of help, collecting the data chips. | 0:36:38 | 0:36:41 | |
I knew my poor old cell-mates, who told me all about the Infinite, | 0:36:41 | 0:36:45 | |
would never willingly give you theirs. | 0:36:45 | 0:36:47 | |
First, there was Kaliko. | 0:36:47 | 0:36:50 | |
Then, there was Mergrass. Now, he dried up very quickly. | 0:36:52 | 0:36:56 | |
And that was Gurney's. Pick it up. | 0:37:00 | 0:37:04 | |
This is why you needed me, isn't it? | 0:37:04 | 0:37:06 | |
You knew only my TARDIS could track each data chip from planet to planet. | 0:37:06 | 0:37:10 | |
I knew only you'd have something | 0:37:10 | 0:37:12 | |
that could read data chips older than recorded history itself. | 0:37:12 | 0:37:15 | |
Off you go. | 0:37:15 | 0:37:17 | |
The Hesperus Galaxy. | 0:37:28 | 0:37:30 | |
Next. | 0:37:30 | 0:37:33 | |
And that'll be the Ceres system. | 0:37:33 | 0:37:35 | |
-It's a map! -Telling us the location of the Infinite. | 0:37:35 | 0:37:39 | |
Keep going. | 0:37:39 | 0:37:41 | |
I spy... | 0:37:41 | 0:37:44 | |
asteroid 7574...B? Yeah, B. | 0:37:44 | 0:37:48 | |
Set your controls. We're going. | 0:37:48 | 0:37:50 | |
-This isn't a taxi! -Set the controls, or Miss Martha gets skewered. | 0:37:50 | 0:37:56 | |
Look, Baltazar, the Infinite - it's a myth, a legend. | 0:37:56 | 0:38:00 | |
But even if it does exist, even if it contains | 0:38:00 | 0:38:03 | |
a fraction of the power everyone claims, it'll consume you. | 0:38:03 | 0:38:07 | |
-Destroy you! -No, it'll give me my heart's desire, Doctor. | 0:38:07 | 0:38:13 | |
So set the controls. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:16 | |
That's the course laid in? | 0:38:22 | 0:38:24 | |
-Yes. -And all you have to do is push the button? | 0:38:24 | 0:38:27 | |
-Well, more or less. -Then I don't need you any more, do I? | 0:38:27 | 0:38:30 | |
-Er... -No! Doctor! | 0:38:30 | 0:38:34 | |
Martha? | 0:38:45 | 0:38:46 | |
No! | 0:38:49 | 0:38:50 | |
Martha! | 0:38:50 | 0:38:52 | |
MARTHA! | 0:38:52 | 0:38:53 | |
He'll be back. | 0:38:57 | 0:38:59 | |
He's 1,000 light years away, alone in the cold. | 0:38:59 | 0:39:04 | |
We won't be seeing him again for a while, | 0:39:04 | 0:39:07 | |
not before I get my heart's desire anyway. | 0:39:07 | 0:39:10 | |
She's huge. | 0:39:19 | 0:39:22 | |
The wreck of the Infinite. | 0:39:22 | 0:39:24 | |
At last. | 0:39:24 | 0:39:26 | |
She was smashed to bits centuries back. | 0:39:29 | 0:39:32 | |
Flotsam spread out over half the galaxy. | 0:39:32 | 0:39:35 | |
Found out on Volag-Noc that Kaliko, | 0:39:35 | 0:39:37 | |
Mergrass and Gurney had all come by bits of the flight recorder. | 0:39:37 | 0:39:41 | |
Aw, and they wouldn't share them with you?! | 0:39:41 | 0:39:45 | |
Not even with each other. | 0:39:45 | 0:39:46 | |
I guess X marks the spot? | 0:39:46 | 0:39:49 | |
In you go. | 0:39:49 | 0:39:50 | |
You're looking for the hold. | 0:39:59 | 0:40:01 | |
The hold? Won't that be... Aah! | 0:40:01 | 0:40:05 | |
Down, yup. | 0:40:05 | 0:40:07 | |
Diagnosis: no bones broken. | 0:40:11 | 0:40:14 | |
Well, that's something. | 0:40:14 | 0:40:16 | |
Hello? | 0:40:16 | 0:40:18 | |
Hello? | 0:40:19 | 0:40:21 | |
Hello. | 0:40:21 | 0:40:22 | |
Doctor! | 0:40:22 | 0:40:24 | |
I knew it! I knew you'd be back! | 0:40:24 | 0:40:27 | |
Wait a minute, how? | 0:40:27 | 0:40:30 | |
Girl? | 0:40:33 | 0:40:35 | |
Girly? | 0:40:37 | 0:40:39 | |
Martha? | 0:40:40 | 0:40:41 | |
Watch out below! | 0:40:41 | 0:40:44 | |
-What? -Ahoy there! Meet Squawk! | 0:40:44 | 0:40:48 | |
All grown up now! Squawk! | 0:40:48 | 0:40:52 | |
We haven't... We haven't quite got the hang of landing yet! | 0:40:56 | 0:41:01 | |
Doctor? | 0:41:07 | 0:41:09 | |
Out for the count, Squawk! | 0:41:09 | 0:41:12 | |
And I thought I could rely on you, at least. | 0:41:12 | 0:41:14 | |
Doctor says you're a bad influence, like y'were on me Dad! | 0:41:14 | 0:41:17 | |
And now I've exactly what you need. | 0:41:17 | 0:41:19 | |
Gold. Lots and lots of lovely, glittering gold. | 0:41:19 | 0:41:24 | |
Keep you fed for years. | 0:41:24 | 0:41:26 | |
-Squawk! -Oi! | 0:41:26 | 0:41:27 | |
What do I keep on telling you? Don't listen to the villains! | 0:41:30 | 0:41:33 | |
That hurt. | 0:41:33 | 0:41:37 | |
Where is she? Where's Martha? | 0:41:37 | 0:41:40 | |
But what about the treasure? | 0:41:42 | 0:41:44 | |
The heart's desire. | 0:41:44 | 0:41:46 | |
Of course. | 0:41:48 | 0:41:50 | |
You're not the Doctor. | 0:41:50 | 0:41:52 | |
My heart's desire indeed. | 0:41:52 | 0:41:54 | |
Excuse me, I think that's my friend you're scaring. | 0:41:58 | 0:42:01 | |
Hiya! Can you make him go away? | 0:42:01 | 0:42:03 | |
That's up to you, I'm afraid. You conjured him up. | 0:42:03 | 0:42:06 | |
But how am I supposed to...? | 0:42:06 | 0:42:08 | |
-Heart's desire. -I don't believe I walked into this. | 0:42:08 | 0:42:12 | |
Gotcha! I said "I don't believe this!" | 0:42:12 | 0:42:16 | |
Oh, yes! | 0:42:18 | 0:42:20 | |
Oh, don't even try to find my heart's desire. | 0:42:22 | 0:42:26 | |
Hello, you. | 0:42:26 | 0:42:29 | |
Proper you. | 0:42:29 | 0:42:31 | |
Aren't you going to ask how I got here? | 0:42:31 | 0:42:33 | |
And about my adventures on Volag-Noc? | 0:42:33 | 0:42:35 | |
I bottle-fed Squawk with molten gold | 0:42:35 | 0:42:37 | |
and reprogrammed Locke to run a better prison? | 0:42:37 | 0:42:39 | |
It's been three years, you know. | 0:42:39 | 0:42:41 | |
-Three years? -Well, two and three-quarters. | 0:42:41 | 0:42:44 | |
Regained a bit by flying past light-speed. | 0:42:44 | 0:42:46 | |
-Light-speed? How? -I gave Squawk's engine a bit of pep. | 0:42:46 | 0:42:50 | |
-Bit of zing. Bit of... -Va-va-voom! | 0:42:50 | 0:42:52 | |
-Yeah. -I knew you'd be back. | 0:42:52 | 0:42:54 | |
So, this is the Infinite. | 0:42:54 | 0:42:57 | |
Every pirate and freebooter and treasure-hunter | 0:42:57 | 0:43:00 | |
dreams of being the one to find this. | 0:43:00 | 0:43:02 | |
Their heart's desire. | 0:43:02 | 0:43:04 | |
What did it show you, by the way? | 0:43:04 | 0:43:06 | |
Doesn't matter. Didn't work on me. | 0:43:06 | 0:43:10 | |
Anyway, whatever power this place had is fading away daily. | 0:43:10 | 0:43:13 | |
Whole ship's held together by wishes and hopes. | 0:43:13 | 0:43:16 | |
There's nothing living here? | 0:43:16 | 0:43:17 | |
Not now. One of the Great Old Ones was once. | 0:43:17 | 0:43:21 | |
It died out here, alone and lost. | 0:43:21 | 0:43:24 | |
Screaming its rage and fury into the solitude | 0:43:24 | 0:43:26 | |
until its unique power dissipated. | 0:43:26 | 0:43:29 | |
Just left a little fading echo, | 0:43:29 | 0:43:31 | |
enough to give us a glimpse of our heart's desires. | 0:43:31 | 0:43:36 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:43:36 | 0:43:39 | |
-Oh, no. -Gold! | 0:43:39 | 0:43:42 | |
Diamonds! Treasure, Doctor, enough treasure to buy me a new ship. | 0:43:42 | 0:43:47 | |
A whole fleet, and I can destroy you, Earth, | 0:43:47 | 0:43:51 | |
Volag-Noc and everything in between. | 0:43:51 | 0:43:54 | |
Be scourge of the Galaxy again? Is that the best you can think of? | 0:43:54 | 0:43:57 | |
It's not real. It's just an echo of the power. | 0:43:57 | 0:44:00 | |
He's not listening, Martha. | 0:44:00 | 0:44:02 | |
Ship's so old and rusted, just held together by wishful thinking. | 0:44:02 | 0:44:07 | |
What? | 0:44:07 | 0:44:09 | |
Come on, Captain Useless. | 0:44:17 | 0:44:19 | |
Sorry, full up. There'll be another one along in a minute. | 0:44:37 | 0:44:41 | |
No! Doctor, you can't leave me here! | 0:44:41 | 0:44:43 | |
I know he was rotten to the core, but still... | 0:44:50 | 0:44:53 | |
Oh, I left him a way out. | 0:44:53 | 0:44:55 | |
Whoa! | 0:44:55 | 0:44:58 | |
Squawk! | 0:44:58 | 0:44:59 | |
Course, it'd only matter | 0:44:59 | 0:45:02 | |
if I didn't know exactly where Squawk was going to drop him off. | 0:45:02 | 0:45:06 | |
Curse you, Doctor! Curse you! | 0:45:06 | 0:45:10 | |
Searching for your heart's desire, Martha. | 0:45:11 | 0:45:13 | |
Never been all it's cracked up to be. | 0:45:13 | 0:45:15 | |
Now, then, Martha Jones. | 0:45:15 | 0:45:18 | |
-Another job for you. -Oh, yes? -Yes. | 0:45:18 | 0:45:20 | |
Start giving me some random numbers. | 0:45:20 | 0:45:23 | |
-Oh, not again. -Come on, it'll be fun! | 0:45:23 | 0:45:26 | |
When have I ever let you down? Ha, ha, ha, ha! | 0:45:26 | 0:45:29 |