All language subtitles for Doctor Who (1963) - 23x04 - The Trial of a Time Lord, Part Four (The Mysterious Planet).Br

(DOCTOR WHO THEME)

Hurry, Peri, there isn't much time.

How long before
this black light thing blows up?

There's no telling.
We got to get past Queen Katryca,

into the castle
and make that demented robot see sense.

So, you have returned.

Merdeen.
Missed your train?

The train is noisy.
We hunt by foot.

Oh. What are you hunting?

You.

Why, Grell? Why?

- (GROANING) You betrayed...
- No!

We were not meant to live like this.
We were not meant to...

We should be free.

He wanted the glory of your capture
to please the Immortal.

- Don't blame yourself, Merdeen.
- I've known him all his life.

I asked for him to join the guards.
I helped him.

Even hoped that one day he would see
there is no reason for the cullings.

Well, perhaps I can convince
the Immortal of that.

- I must get to his castle.
- He'll kill you!

Not if he thinks
I can still be of use to him.

Come, there isn't much time.

The black light system
will collapse in upon itself

and we shall all cease to function.

- We should leave here, Humker.
- But where would we go?

I don't know, but Drathro says
if we stay for this explosion,

we shall all be killed.

So, the logical course is to leave.

The wild ones!
We're too late!

You know, I've always said
you talked too much. Come on.

They are iron, Katryca.
They will not yield.

Then we will cut down the wall.
Fetch tools!

Wait! The doors open.

Come, the Immortal is dead.
We have nothing to fear.

It can't be!

- Why have you entered here?
- The guns, Broken Tooth!

Lay aside your useless toys.
I asked, why have you entered here?

We are the Tribe of the Free.

You are vassels. Outside the law.
Outside the plan.

You have brought disorder
where order reigned.

I am Katryca, queen of the...

(KATRYCA SCREAMING)

You cause me to waste energy.
Now return to wait outside.

You will be culled
in accordance with the plan.

- Oh, great Immortal One...
- Go! Do not attempt to hide.

My guards will track you down.

I remember these subways
from my childhood.

Is this the way to the surface?

I said I remember the subways, Tandrell.
Not where they led.

If we do not find the surface,
Drathro will send his guards after us.

First he must deal with the wild ones
and then if there's an explosion...

Ah, Tumker and Handrail.
Now, where are you two off to?

- We are leaving, Doctor.
- Drathro says

- there's going to be an explosion.
- I know.

- It is a mechanical fault.
- Electronic.

There is a constant external discharge
from one pole to another.

Then I may only have minutes.
Come along!

I didn't appear to be
hurrying there, did I?

But that deceptively easy gait of mine
covers the ground at amazing speed.

I did not interrupt the evidence to
commend you on your athleticism, Doctor.

Oh. Well, you can if you like.
All compliments gratefully accepted.

And may I remind you yet again
that this is a serious trial.

It is not serious! It's a farce!

A farrago of trumped-up charges!

You will have the opportunity
in due course to rebut

any or all of the Valeyard's charges.

Oh, the Valeyard's charges!

I always thought Valeyard meant
learned court prosecutor.

- And so it does.
- Not in your case, sir.

Your points of law are spurious,
your evidence weak,

verging on the irrelevant,
and your reasoning, quite unsound.

In fact, your point of view
belongs in quite another place.

Perhaps the mantle of Valeyard
was a mistake.

I would therefore suggest
that you change it

for the garment of quite another sort
of yard. That of the knacker's yard.

For your argument is
as tired and worn out

as the poor, unfortunate creatures
that end up there!

- You will apologise at once!
- For telling the truth? Never!

The Doctor is well known
for these childish outbursts.

I do not find the ramblings
of an immature mind offensive.

- Immature?
- It is that particular state of mind

that has made it necessary for you
to be brought before this court.

Immature? I was on Ravolox
trying to avert a catastrophe!

The deaths of
several hundred innocent people!

Surely not even
in the eyes of Time Lords

can that be deemed
either immature or a crime!

The crime was in being there, Doctor!

Your immaturity was in not realising

you had broken a cardinal law
of the Time Lords!

Your presence initiated the whole
chain of events that we have witnessed.

Thank you, Valeyard.

It was that point about the relevance
of the testimony

- that I had intended to raise.
- My pleasure, Inquisitor.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

May we continue?
I tire of this empty banter.

Of course, my lady.

What's happened?

Alas, Doctor, these are woeful times
for the Tribe of the Free.

- The queen is dead.
- Katryca? How?

The Immortal struck her down
with a bolt of lightning.

- Where is he now?
- The all-powerful is in his castle.

- Why'd he let you go?
- We are waiting to be culled.

Oh, you'll be culled all right
if I don't get inside that castle,

along with everybody else around here.
Drathro, this is the Doctor.

- Let me in at once, do you hear me?
- It's no good, Doctor.

You can only speak to the Immortal
through the communication box.

Oh. I forgot, he doesn't exactly
entertain a lot, does he?

Right. Quickly, man,
take me to the nearest one.

When we find this castle...

Dibber, stop. I must rest. I am exhausted.

If we ever do find this castle
and we knock out the L3,

how do we know we're gonna find all
these secrets that you keep on about?

Would I have spent all the time, effort,
not to mention a small fortune,

if I wasn't certain on that point?

Yeah, but even if we do find them,
they might not be worth anything.

Not after 500 years.

Do me a favour, Dibber.
The Sleepers found a way into the...

(BLEEPING)

the biggest net of information in the...

What is going on?

That question had formed
in my mind, Valeyard.

The information extracted is
for your eyes and ears only, my lady.

Something else that is not
in the public interest to reveal?

- Exactly, my lady.
- Well, this is a charade!

If that information was known
to those two rogues,

what possible reason can there be
from concealing it from this court?

This trial is concerned only
with your actions, Doctor,

and their consequences, nothing else.

Wider issues, if there are any,
are not within our terms of reference.

Perhaps that is something
I should decide, Valeyard.

Of course, my lady.
But my own instructions were to pursue

only matters pertinent
to the central issue.

That is accepted. However, I should
like to see the last sequence again.

DOCTOR: Yes.

Do me a favour, Dibber.
The Sleepers found a way into the...

(BLEEPING)

the biggest net of information
in the universe.

Do you think they were nicking recipes
for making chutney?

Yeah, but do you know
what the secrets are?

Facts, my son, figures, formulas.

Travelling faster than light,
anti-gravity power,

dimensional transference.
Scientific stuff like that.

- Worth a fortune!
- How?

(SIGHS)

We sell it, Dibber.
A government here, a federation there.

They're all in the market
for that sort of hi-tech cobblers.

Don't think about it, Dibber.
You'll give yourself a hernia.

- The Immortal does not always answer.
- DRATHRO: Yes, Merdeen?

Immortal, you commanded me
to find the Doctor. I have him here.

Show me.

- I have returned to help you, Drathro.
- You are too late.

If I believed that I would not be here.

You are here because Merdeen found you!

No, Drathro.
I came voluntarily.

There may yet be time to repair
the black light system.

Very well, Doctor.
Present yourself at my portals, alone.

- Merdeen?
- Yes, Immortal.

Assemble my guards.

Cull all the organics who stand waiting
outside my castle.

At once, Immortal.

Humker? Tandrell?

You can't do it, Merdeen. You can't kill
all those innocent people!

Peri is right. You have seen the truth.
It would be murder to kill them.

Neither can I free them.

Well, just leave them.
Leave them for the present anyway.

The Immortal will kill me.

Oh, Merdeen, if the Doctor's right,
we're all in danger anyway.

We might all die.

Well, I don't need a computer
to tell me that system is defunct.

- I must shut it down!
- No! You will not shut it down!

But it's the only way.

If the system is shut down, I too, cease.

But if it's allowed to run wild
and lead to...

Termination point.

Yes! Then you'll cease then, Drathro.
And so will everything else around here.

That does not matter, Doctor.
All that you see is my creation.

But there are several hundred people
here as well, Drathro.

The work units exist only to serve me.

Without me, they would have no function.

You can't see beyond the end
of your tin nose, can you?

Is that abuse?

- Listen.
- I am listening.

You are only a robot!

The people out there,
the work units, the organics,

whatever you choose to call them,
they're living creatures, Drathro.

- They have a right to their lives.
- Explain why.

In your terms, I can't.

Whoever programmed you
forgot to include moral values.

I know of values.

Is your point that organics are
of more value than robots?

Yes, if you want to look at it that way.

Then why should I be
in command of organics

if they are of greater value?

But without organics,
there wouldn't be any robots.

There'd be no one to create them.

Accepted. This shows that
robots are more advanced,

therefore of more value.

Is there another way
into the castle, Merdeen?

Another way?

Well, you know what I mean.
A back door or something.

There are only the big doors.

- There must be some other way in.
- Why?

The Doctor might need help.
I've gotta get in there.

- There's the ration chute.
- Ration chute?

Of course. Each day the Immortal
sends out food to the work units.

Perhaps that leads into the castle.

Oh, Merdeen, you're a pal.
Oh, you're both pals. Now show me.

Your trouble is, Drathro,
you've no concept of what life is.

I have studied my work units
for five centuries.

I understand all their responses.
What you would call life.

Understanding is not the same
as knowing, Drathro.

Your work units are the result of
millions of years of development.

Life, Drathro.

I understand evolution.

But... But you don't!

If you could understand one tenth
of what life was about,

you'd want me to save
those people out there.

Why? I have said that without me
they have no purpose.

But everything in life
has its purpose, Drathro.

Every creature plays its part.

But the purpose of life
is too big to be knowable.

A million computers
couldn't solve that one.

This discussion is of no value.

I do not wish the work units to continue
when I have ceased to function.

Oh, that's it, isn't it? Hubris!

- Hubris?
- Yes, hubris.

False pride! A human sin.

You've controlled your pointless
little empire for too long.

Now you can't see anything beyond it.

We'll have to blast through them, Dibber.

Don't like it, Mr Glitz.

Five rounds rapid should do the trick.

- And what if the L3's still functioning?
- Eh?

What if he's got
an emergency backup support system?

There are a lot of "what ifs" there, lad.

Yeah, but the most important of all is
what if I'm right?

Oh, I don't know.
All these subways look the same to me.

Are you sure this leads into the castle?

- It must do.
- There's nowhere else it could go.

- Talk about the tradesman's entrance.
- Well, well!

Glitz and Dibber.
I wondered where you two had got to.

How do you do?
Where is your friend the Doctor?

- He's in the castle.
- He didn't hang about, did he?

- I'm worried about him.
- So am I.

Well, Merdeen thinks we can get in
through this hatch.

Go on, then.

It's only a matter of minutes, Drathro.
Can't I make you see sense?

It is finished!

It's not just this planet!

Nobody knows where
a black light explosion might end.

- There's never been one.
- There will be soon.

Some people think
it might cause a chain reaction

which could roll on until
all matter in the galaxy is exhausted!

- Is that what you want?
- It ls no longer of concern to me.

Others believe an explosion might cause
dimensional transference,

which would threaten the stability
of the entire universe!

- Look!
- What is it?

Intruders in
the food production chamber.

So, that was your intention, Doctor.

- What?
- To distract me.

That's Peri!

You can't do that! You can't! No!

What's happening?

What are we gonna do? If we don't
drown to death, we'll be fried!

No!

Stand back!

We come in friendship!

- Doctor, are you all right?
- I'm all right for the moment,

- though not for long I fear.
- What?

I would kill you all now,
but it is unnecessary.

We are waiting for something
the Doctor tells me is unique.

A black light explosion.

- Do something, Dibber.
- Such as what?

I've been trying to convince
this mobile junk heap here

that none of this need happen if only
he'd let me shut the system down.

- That seems eminently sensible.
- Oh, he won't listen to reason.

He needs black light to function,

so he sees no reason why
the rest of us should survive.

That is roughly your narrow, egotistical
little view, isn't it, Drathro?

If I am doomed, then you are all doomed.

Now, wait a minute. Why don't we just...

I mean, if it's only black light
you want, Drathro,

we have plenty of that. Don't we, Dibber?

Do we?

- On the ship, Dibber.
- Oh, the black light, yeah.

We've got so much of that,
sometimes we can hardly see.

There is black light on your ship?

As my friend says.

So what I suggest we do
is you come with us,

- and we'll fix you up, eh?
- Why?

Well, I hate to see a good-looking robot
like you go to waste.

I'll tell you what else we can do for you.

We can drop you back
in the constellation of Andromeda.

- How about that?
- It is possible?

And, oh, the secrets, of course,
you must bring them.

They'll expect you to bring them.

How far from here is your ship?

Oh, right outside really.
No distance at all.

- I could function for a short distance.
- Of course you could.

Then I accept your offer.

Take that. Tie these others up.

I will fetch the secrets.

- You two, over there.
- Well done!

- Sorry, Doc. You heard what he said.
- Don't be a fool!

Slipknot, Doctor.
The best I can do for you.

Strange how low cunning succeeds
where intelligent reasoning fails.

Don't knock low cunning, Doctor.
You're still here, aren't you?

Oh, that's it, is it? The secrets.

My word, there should be a lot there.

All microdots, no doubt.

Come along then, Dibber,
open the door for the Immortal.

Quickly, you've got to help me.

It's a three-stage cut-out. We've got to
try and shut the machine down.

- Will that prevent an explosion?
- All I can do now is hope to contain it.

Peri, press that row of buttons
in front of you.

- Which ones?
- All of them!

Merdeen, flick up all the switches
with red neons on top.

- Neons?
- Oh, show him, Peri.

Those.

- How much time do we have?
- Not long.

Oh! These levers
haven't been moved in centuries.

Now what?

- Get out of here, the pair of you.
- What about you?

Get out! Merdeen, take her.

There you are.

I did my best.
I only hope it's enough.

(DRATHRO ROARING)

(GLITZ SHOUTING)

You're not going to like this, Mr Glitz.

- Is it finished?
- All finished.

- And the secrets.
- Eh?

Well, except for this.

And what's that?

It's a piece of black light
converter aerial. Pure siligtone.

- The hardest known metal in the galaxy.
- And the most expensive.

What's more, there's got to be
a couple of tons of the stuff...

I'm way ahead of you, my son.

You know, we could clean up
on this job very nicely.

What's more, we have a tasty
little kitty for the next venture.

Fresh air! What a wonderful smell.

Do you know, you're right.
Absolutely wonderful.

(COUGHING)

And still the lobster held on.
You're in a worse mess than I am.

Are Merdeen and Peri safe?

- You can ask them for yourself.
- MERDEEN: Balazar!

Oh, I wish you wouldn't keep
frightening me like this.

I told you to get out of here.

Please don't start.
I'm too tired and too scared to cope.

- All right.
- This seems to be the end, Doctor.

As it is written in the Books.

No, Balazar.
For you, this is the beginning.

Chapter 1, paragraph 1, as they say.

Take your people up to the surface.
Where they belong.

Yes! Perhaps at last we shall find
the habitat of the Canadian goose.

Perhaps.

Mmm. I think dinner's on him.

(CHUCKLES) Farewell,
my loquacious friend.

Right, let's get back to the TARDIS.

- It's the other way.
- What is?

- The TARDIS.
- I know. It's that way. Yes.

Farewell. But there are still one or
two questions that have to be answered.

Like who moved this planet
two light years off its original course?

And what was in that box that Glitz
and Dibber were so interested in?

Goodbye, Old One,
and thank you for your help.

(LAUGHING) Old One! Hey, that's cute.

I always knew
there was an evil streak in you.

Old One indeed.

Well, that's one up to me, I think.
There can't be many people

who can literally claim
to have saved the entire universe.

Well, if that's all the muck
you can rake up...

Sit down!
Smugness does not become you, Doctor.

That is an irrelevant observation.

I think it's now my turn
to present the case for the defence.

In due course.

Well, that's not fair.
Look, I wish it put on record

that my involvement
in the affairs of that planet

resulted in the freedom of
Drathro's underground slaves.

That has been noted.

And despite the fact that
evidence has been withheld,

my presence there
was most specifically requested.

You showed little reluctance
in complying with the request.

Well, lives were at stake.

Lives were lost, and because of
your meddling, Doctor.

I deny that.

Without my help, an entire civilisation
might have been wiped out.

Without your interference, it might have
involved less sacrifice of human life.

- That was a risk I had to take.
- Risk!

Risk! Hear how the Doctor
condemns himself by his own words.

Gentlemen! Doctor, perhaps
you should heed the Valeyard.

May I suggest that for the time being
you have said enough?

Said enough! Said enough?

I have a great deal more to say.
I wish to demonstrate...

Be silent, Doctor!
You will have your turn

when the Valeyard
has finished his presentation.

Thank you, Inquisitor.

Well, if the rest of his presentation
is as riveting as

the first little epic,
wake me when it's finished.

Finished?
I've barely started.

Well, for nothing more than your future
in the legal profession.

I only hope your evidence
gets a little better.

Oh, yes, Doctor. Much better.
The most damning is still to come.

And when I have finished,
this court will demand your life!