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(DOCTOR WHO THEME PLAYING)

Wait.

DOCTOR: Don't move.

- They saved my life. - Don't thank them yet.

You might live to regret it.

What are they?

Cybermen.

CYBER LEADER: So, Doctor.

A new appearance.

Otherwise, our anticipation of your presence

has proved entirely accurate.

(GUN FIRING)

Eradicate them.

(GROANING)

Take cover.

(GUNS FIRING)

ACE: Doctor!

Come on.

- Doctor, we can't stay here. - We certainly can.

It's exactly the same thing that happened the last time.

Only then, it was the Roundheads and Lady Peinforte.

(EXPLOSIONS)

A hit.

(EXCLAIMS)

- A very palpable hit. - (RICHARD PRAYS SILENTLY)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(GROANING)

See how my poison is as deadly as ever, Richard.

And I shall look after the sick, which reminds me,

- I'll return to Briggs his money. - Get up, fool.

I tell thee, Richard, were there men of silver like these here in our day,

my life would have been quite different.

Now I'll let them destroy each other, and then we'll take the Nemesis.

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(GROANING)

My lady, who is that little man?

Oh! Glorious evil,

it is he!

Anyway, they're wasting their time shooting those Cybermen.

Don't they know they're bulletproof?

Those people would be better using bows and arrows.

Looks like they might be a bit more effective.

- What? - (GUNS FIRING)

- Where did that come from? - I couldn't see.

A Cyberman killed with an arrow! But that's ludicrous!

Unless, of course, the head's made of gold!

- That's real gold? - Yes.

The only substance to which they're vulnerable.

- Classy! - Ah!

Gold dipped in poison. Lady Peinforte's calling card.

(EXPLOSION)

I really think we should be getting out of here, Doctor.

Ah! I really think you're right.

But since the Cybermen and Lady Peinforte both hate me to death,

the others musn't feel left out!

No!

- We must retreat. It's our only chance. - And leave the statue?

The statue alone is useless to them, and the bow is ours.

Get it!

(WHOOSHING)

CYBER LEADER: Bring the bow at once.

CYBER LIEUTENANT: The Doctor and the female have escaped with it, Leader.

And that one?

Terminated by another human female using gold.

This must be the Lady Peinforte.

- My lady, there are people here. - Of course, there are people.

This is Windsor. Come.

(DEVICE CRACKLING)

CYBER LEADER: Cut the statue free and take it into the craft.

I don't like this place.

We're just passing through, Ace.

What happened to the body? He's gone.

Yes.

And someone's moved the chess pieces.

Voila!

Is that what we came here for?

Our friend the mathematician was a genius,

but he needed a little help to get started.

I really don't like this place.

- Can we make a move? - Yes.

What is the gold dust for, Herr De Flores?

Eventualities.

(WHOOSHING)

Validium was created as the ultimate defence for Gallifrey,

- back in the early times. - Created by Omega?

- Yes. - And?

- And Rassilon. - And?

And none of it should have left Gallifrey.

But, as always with these things, some of it did.

So you had to try and stop Lady Peinforte.

- Or anyone else. - (BOW WARBLING)

From ever putting the three bits together.

DOCTOR: Yes, so, I launched the largest piece into space.

ACE: But you got the sums wrong.

DOCTOR: Look, we're almost there.

ACE: It would been a lot safer tracking them inside the TARDIS.

DOCTOR: Well, the Cybermen might find the TARDIS.

I mean, this way, our validium leads us to their validium.

Isn't that a bit old-fashioned?

Well, I'm an old-fashioned guy.

- Are you looking at me? - Stand aside!

- What are you, social workers? - Out of my lady's way.

- We wanna tell you our problems. - Will you be turned into rats?

- We already have been. - Poor ones. That's our problem.

Money!

Money, say you?

(BOTH WHISTLING)

(BOW WARBLING)

(STATUE WARBLING)

CYBERMAN: The remaining validium approaches, Leader.

As predicted. Activate communications unit.

But the Doctor and Peinforte are still to be destroyed.

Our victory is inevitable.

The Doctor will come to us,

and Peinforte is a simple savage accompanied by a terrified peasant.

BOTH: (MUFFLED YELLING) Help! Help!

(STATIC BUZZING)

What am I supposed to be listening for?

(HIGH-FREQUENCY SIGNAL SQUEALING)

That.

(DEVICE POWERS OFF)

- Cybermen communicating. - I don't like Cybermen.

You should see the ones they're communicating with.

- Reinforcements? - (SIGHS) Yes.

But if we could only jam their signal.

- Have you got a tape? - Yeah.

- You mean this thing transmits? - Of course, it does. I built it.

(DEVICE POWERS ON)

CYBER LEADER: Commence transmission.

CYBER LIEUTENANT: Leader, I must repeat the objection

of the transmission of incorrect information.

Our Cyber Force does not yet hold all three units of validium.

You are outside your function.

(COMMUNICATIONS UNIT TRANSMITS)

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

- Are we having fun? - Yeah.

- (COMMUNICATIONS UNIT TRANSMITS) - CYBERMAN: Interference.

Origin unknown.

CYBER LEADER: Open the monitor channel.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

That'll keep them busy. Time to go.

Oh, I do love a jam session.

(JAZZ MUSIC BROADCASTING)

I've seen many a thing under a great oak.

But this is ridiculous.

Erm...

- Who did this to you? - Social workers!

This was once the estate of the infamous Lady Peinforte,

- in the 17th century. - Lady Peinforte?

But Herr De Flores, we've seen a woman in 17th century dress today.

Firing arrows at us, and at men of silver.

Shut up.

(ANIMAL SNARLING)

- My lady? - Of course, I heard it. Am I deaf?

It sounds like a bear, but worse!

- See, we're near the Nemesis! - (ARROW WARBLING)

Come. The bear will not pursue us.

Such things happen only in the theatre.

- (ANIMAL SNORTING) - What creatures are these?

- PEINFORTE: I know not. - They will eat us.

I beg you, my lady, return us to our own time.

- England now is full of terrors. - You're mad.

Return without the Nemesis? Never.

And without my knowledge, you cannot return at all.

I tell thee, Richard, either you'll assist me and we gain it,

or I leave thee here forever.

Now come, I think they're peaceful.

What place? What place is this?

A piece of ground on which you stand? Why, I will tell thee.

- It is thy grave, Richard. - What?

I ordered you to be buried here when I planned my tomb.

See, there's thy stone.

If the dogs would not eat thee,

I ordered you put out here to attend me in the next world, as in this.

There you see is my burial place.

(ARROW WARBLING)

And aptly,

the silver creatures there do hold the Nemesis.

We shall attack!

Just in time.

There's nothing here, my lady.

See the arrow.

The statue's here, depend upon it.

Now our plan begins to operate.

She will find that her crypt has weathered with age.

The fact of her death will drive her insane.

- This is your tomb? - Rather fine, is it not?

But where is the statue of Nemesis?

Where is it? Where?

CYBER LIEUTENANT: Is this the human condition of madness, Leader?

CYBER LEADER: It is. Kill them.

PEINFORTE: It must be here! It must be!

- My lady. - It is here.

The arrow tells me. How can this be?

Where? Where is it?

(DEVICE REGISTERS)

Gold!

(GROANING)

CYBER LEADER: Destroy them. Destroy them!

(GUNS FIRING)

CYBER LIEUTENANT: We cannot sustain these losses, Leader. We must withdraw.

No, we must hold the statue, and take the arrow from them.

If we are overcome, the entire strategy will fail.

The Cyber race will cease to exist!

Your logic is correct. Their supply of gold is limited.

- (GUNS CONTINUE FIRING) - Retreat!

(SNEEZING)

(MIMICS BIRD CHIRPING)

I don't suppose you completely ignored my instructions,

and secretly prepared any Nitro-9, have you?

(WHISPERING) What if I had?

Then naturally, you wouldn't do anything so insanely dangerous

as to carry it around with you, would you?

Of course, not. I'm a good girl. I do what I'm told.

Excellent. Blow up that vehicle.

Hello, I'm the Doctor. I believe you want to kill me.

(EXPLOSION)

(ENGINE REVVING)

Betrayal. Kill them!

They killed them, just 'cause I blew up the ship.

They were dead already. The Cybermen had transformed them.

They were no longer human beings.

Is that why the Cybermen saved my life, so they could do that to me, too?

Probably.

They were like people themselves before they turned into Cybermen.

Quite a lot of human beings are trying to follow their example.

Of course. Help me, Richard, it is in my tomb.

Help me!

Are we still jamming them?

- The tape's still running. - Good.

Let's see who's listening to it?

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

Ah, sweet.

We want to talk to you.

I don't know if you're familiar with Wagner's Ring des Nibelungen.

Now, we... We are the supermen.

- You are the giants. - CYBER LEADER: Of course.

But why should we form an alliance with you?

We had a leader once. He predicted your coming.

Now together, we shall fulfil his vision,

- and reign over this world. - Together?

The Cyber race requires no help from humans.

But a woman who is almost less than human now holds the statue.

DE FLORES: But she's armed with the most primitive toys.

- You insult us! - Of course, not.

Whatever your unfortunate vulnerability, doesn't affect us.

We can remove her for you.

We accept.

Destroy the woman and her servant,

and we will divide the planet into your slave groups and ours.

- Good. - But remember, betrayal will be fatal.

We are invincible to your weapons.

Not so the woman and her servant.

Come.

Once they have the arrow and the statue, destroy them.

Unfortunately, Wagner must be rewritten.

The supermen must control the giants.

Only two illiterates stand between ourselves

and the Fiihrer's dream.

My lady, where are your bones?

What matter?

How perfect you are!

Immaculate beauty

carved in absolute evil.

But your bones, my lady, they should be buried.

What matter? They are dead, but I live.

And soon I shall have the bow, and my Nemesis will be complete.

(GUNSHOT FIRES)

(GASPS) We are attacked. Quickly, the arrows.

We have but one left, my lady,

and I don't think our arrows can stop these weapons anyway...

Nonsense! Make it count. They killed the silver creatures.

- See, lady, we have no chance! - Nonsense!

They cannot take the Nemesis now. Now it is mine.

Not for nothing did I design my own tomb.

Death is but a door. I always knew I'd cheat it.

- Here, help me with the statue. - We cannot lift it, my lady.

- We must fly. - KARL: Put up your hands.

Never!

You want the statue, master? Here, take it! Take it!

- No! Feeble! - And the arrow. See!

- Forgive me, my lady. - Unhand me now. No!

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

No matter, Karl, no matter. They are of no importance.

We have the statue,

the arrow and the bow.

- And the Cybermen? - Gold overcomes them.

We have no such weakness.

(WARBLING)

They have captured the statue, Leader.

Excellent.

Destroy them.

- Anything there? - Why am I doing this?

(DEVICE HUMMING)

That handful back there weren't the only Cybermen in the universe.

We've got to find out where the others are?

Look, this is where the signal's being received, right?

Quite.

But according to the scanner, there's nothing there.

Then the scanner's wrong.

That lot were only the advance party.

Out there somewhere is the entire Cyber Force,

and they want the Nemesis more than anything else in space.

- How can you be so sure? - Because it's 1988.

(SCOFFS) That makes sense.

Listen, Ace, the Nemesis generates destruction.

It affects everything around it. I launched it into space,

but unfortunately with an orbit that brings it back to Earth every 25 years.

I mean, take the 20th century. It appeared in 1913.

- The eve of the First World War? - 25 years later?

- 1938. - Hitler annexes Austria.

- 19637 - Kennedy assassinated.

1988!

Check the scanner again.

(WARBLING)

See how it prepares for life.

Our first task must be to take control of the extraterrestrials.

Unfortunately, that will not be possible.

Keep away. I possess the entire statue of Nemesis.

All power is mine.

The life and death of everything in existence is in my hands!

Then, where is the bow?

(DEVICE HUMMING)

Of course, it's so simple.

They're shrouded.

- They're what? - Shrouded.

They don't show up,

but we must try and force them into revealing themselves.

(DEVICE BLEEPING)

Treble, bass...

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Please let me be right.

Is anyone listening?

Balance.

What are they?

Cyber warships. Thousands of them.

They were invisible.

(DOCTOR WHO THEME PLAYING)