Part Two
[Brewery]
BAMBERA: I'm an armed military officer. You are under arrest. Lay your weapons down and put your hands in the air.
DOCTOR: Winifred, this is not the way.
BAMBERA: Put the guns down!
(The Doctor knocks her gun down with his umbrella and walks up to the knight in charge.)
DOCTOR: Listen, now that we're all here, let me introduce myself. I am the Doctor and this is..
(Bambera fires a shot that bounces off the knight's armour. The knight laughs and raises his visor)
ANCELYN: Mordred.
MORDRED: Ancelyn. Fitting that you should die amongst peasants.
ANCELYN: Look again, Mordred.
DOCTOR: Do you recognise me?
MORDRED: Merlin!
ACE: Not again.
MORDRED: You were bound. My mother sealed you into the ice caves for all eternity.
DOCTOR: I am the master of time. I cannot be bound so easily.
MORDRED: Master of lies.
ANCELYN: Beware your tongue, Mordred. Have you so easily forgotten Baden, hmm? The way he cast down your mother with his mighty arts.
DOCTOR: Yes, remember Baden and my mighty arts. Do you think I would use mere trickery against someone as formidable as you? Go, before I unleash a terrible something on you.
ANCELYN: Go, Mordred, while you still live.
MORDRED: There will be a reckoning, Ancelyn. I have sworn it. As for you, Merlin, my mother has waited twelve centuries to face you. You will bow down before her this time.
(The knights leave the way they came, presumably through a hole blown in the wall.)
ACE: Who was he?
DOCTOR: That was Mordred, and his mother is Morgaine, a mighty sorceress.
SHOU: You know these guys then?
DOCTOR: Never met them before.
[Helicopter]
(The Brigadier's French lady UNIT pilot uses the radio.)
LAVEL: ATC Docklands, this Uniform November niner zero. Request clearance for London Central. Over. Thank you, Docklands. Over. We are clear all the way to London, sir.
BRIGADIER: Right, I want an exclusion zone around the whole of the Carbury area, extending for one mile. One and a half kilometres outside the limit of radio jamming.
LAVEL: I'm sorry, sir, but the bulk of the European UNIT commitment is handling the Azanian ceasefire.
BRIGADIER: Well, who's left?
LAVEL: The Czech engineering group. Flood relief in the low countries. They can be at the site by tomorrow.
BRIGADIER: Put it into motion.
LAVEL: Sir.
BRIGADIER: Oh, and Lavel?
LAVEL: Sir?
BRIGADIER: The officer who requested the information on the Doctor, this Brigadier Bambera. Good man, is he?
[Hotel grounds]
DOCTOR: Brigadier Bambera, if we're going to work together, you've got to stop shooting at everything that moves.
(The Doctor, Ace and Shou Yuing walk on. Bambera stops Ancelyn, who has taken off the chain mail to reveal a padded jacket.)
BAMBERA: Not you. I want to talk to you.
ANCELYN: I am Ancelyn ap Gwalchmai, Knight General of the Britons. I do not talk to peasants.
(Bambera grabs Ancelyn.)
BAMBERA: You'll talk to me.
(Bambera and Ancelyn fight.)
ACE: Professor!
DOCTOR: Oh, ignore them. They're just establishing their credentials.
ACE: They've got a funny way of doing it.
DOCTOR: Don't worry about them.
SHOU: What should we worry about?
DOCTOR: Sorcery.
(In the spacecraft, we now see the body of a knight slumped across the stone pedestal the sword is sticking out of)
[Castle]
(Lightning flashes around the tower and battlements of a empty building nearby, with boarded up windows)
MORDRED: Here is the convocation. This we make the meeting place. The point between two worlds. (Two globes either side of Mordred light up.) Two universes. Two realities.
[Gore Crow Hotel]
(Night has fallen. The scabbard is quivering on the wall, as the Doctor looks out of the curtains in the bar.)
DOCTOR: No one's to go outside.
ELIZABETH: I heard gunshots earlier.
DOCTOR: Exactly.
PAT: Why not?
DOCTOR: There are things out there in the dark you wouldn't want to meet.
(Bang!)
WARMSLY: What was that?
(Bambera brings Ancelyn in from the grounds, handcuffed.)
BAMBERA: Come on, move it, will you. Get in. Brigadier Bambera.
DOCTOR: What happened to you?
ANCELYN: She vanquished me, and I threw myself on her mercy.
BAMBERA: As of now, I'm in charge. Everyone remain calm. We'll soon have everything under control.
(The Doctor notices the scabbard.)
DOCTOR: I doubt that.
[Castle]
MORDRED: By this sword, brother to Excalibur, I part the curtain of night.
[Gore Crow Hotel]
WARMSLY: What's that noise?
PAT: What noise?
(The scabbard flies across the room and sticks point first into the upright timber by Warmsly. Glasses fall off the shelves behind the bar.)
WARMSLY: That noise!
DOCTOR: Which way does that wall face?
WARMSLY: Excuse me, but three inches to the left
PAT: North, towards the lake.
[Helicopter]
(The Brigadier is taking a nap.)
ATC [OC]: Docklands ATC to Uniform November niner zero. Clear for final approach. Over.
LAVEL: Roger, Docklands ATC. Commencing approach now. We'll be landing in London shortly, sir.
[Castle]
MORDRED: Across the abyss, life calls to life, biomass to biomass, energy to energy. To Avallion, I summon thee from beyond the confines of this universe.
(Mordred stabs his sword into the floor. There is a small explosion. The Brigadier suddenly wakes. Mordred laughs)
[Gore Crow Hotel]
(More glasses fall and the lights flicker.)
BAMBERA: Another storm. Just what we need.
DOCTOR: Stay where you are.
(The chandelier is swinging in a circle. A few more glasses fall.)
WARMSLY: An earthquake?
(Ace and Shou run in.)
SHOU: Doctor!
BAMBERA: What's going on, Doctor?
DOCTOR: I don't know, but I've got some nasty suspicions.
(The Doctor pulls the scabbard from the post and tries to hold on to it. Mordred finishes his long laugh and walks out of the circle of light.)
SHOU: An earthquake? In England?
DOCTOR: No. Someone is creating a rip in the fabric of time and space.
ANCELYN: She is coming.
BAMBERA: What are you talking about? Who's coming?
ACE: You can feel it?
DOCTOR: Yes. I'm uniquely sensitive. Argh! Gah!
(The Doctor falls to his knees, still clutching the scabbard for dear life.)
ACE: Doctor! What is it?
[Castle]
(Morgaine appears in the circle vacated by Mordred.)
MORDRED: Immortal Morgaine, ageless and deathless.
MORGAINE: Mordred.
MORDRED: Mother, Merlin is here.
MORGAINE: Yes, I can feel his presence.
MORDRED: He has a new countenance.
MORGAINE: He has worn many faces. Merlin, hear me.
[Gore Crow Hotel]
DOCTOR: (through gritted teeth) I hear you.
[Castle]
MORGAINE: Do not stand against me this time, for your soul's sake.
[Gore Crow Hotel]
DOCTOR: I cannot allow your interference.
[Castle]
MORGAINE: Then, Merlin, let this be our last battlefield.
(She raises her arms, the lightning flashes, and over in the hotel the lights go out and people scream)
[Gore Crow Hotel]
(The next morning is fine. The Doctor collects Ancelyn's sword and Bambera's beret from the grounds and tiptoes through the bar where the two antagonists are sleeping, resting against each other. Putting them on the bar, he picks up an empty crisp packet, inflates it and bursts it. Bambera and Ancelyn leap to their feet ready for action.)
DOCTOR: Good morning.
[Helicopter]
LAVEL: How did it go, sir?
BRIGADIER: Oh, usual bureaucracy. Inch thick forms and half a pint of blood.
LAVEL: That's London for you.
BRIGADIER: Funny how it looks beautiful at sunrise.
LAVEL: Never noticed. Seen one heliport and you've seen them all. Where now, sir?
BRIGADIER: Carbury, where the action is.
[Dig site]
(The broken down UNIT convoy is very close to the open archeological trenches.)
DOCTOR: And you excavated all this yourself?
WARMSLY: Labour of love, really.
DOCTOR: Impressive.
WARMSLY: And I did have some help from Shou Yuing.
DOCTOR: And where did you find the scabbard?
WARMSLY: By that marker.
ACE: How long did it take?
WARMSLY: Oh, about ten years so far.
ACE: Ten years?
WARMSLY: Archeology is a precise and delicate skill. History has to be eased out of the earth one painstaking layer at a time.
ACE: I still think ten years is a bit of a long time. She squats in a trench and uses a brush to remove some soil from carved stones.) What's this?
WARMSLY: Ah, now that's a bit of a mystery. No one's been able to decipher the carving.
DOCTOR: It says, Dig Hole Here.
WARMSLY: Extraordinary. What does it say that in?
DOCTOR: My handwriting. Ace, we need a hole.
(Ace gets a canister of Nitro Nice from her jacket pocket.)
ACE: Right. How long?
DOCTOR: Er, sixty seconds should be long enough.
WARMSLY: Long enough for what?
(The Doctor leads Warmsly away as Ace sets the timer.)
DOCTOR: Nothing to worry about. My young friend's something of an expert.
WARMSLY: What, in archeology?
DOCTOR: No, explosives.
WARMSLY: What?
(Ace runs up to them.)
DOCTOR: Down! (Boom! as they dive into another trench.) Ace?
ACE: I think the timer needs work.
DOCTOR: One of these days we're going to have a nice long talk about acceptable safety standards.
[Helicopter]
BRIGADIER: Has Major Husak reported in yet?
LAVEL: No, sir. London says that the area of radio interference is expanding.
BRIGADIER: Well, see if you can raise him from here. Can you speak Czechoslovakian?
LAVEL: Only when I'm drunk, sir.
[Woods]
(Bambera and Ancelyn are jogging through the trees.)
BAMBERA: He'd better not be gone when we get there.
ANCELYN: You cannot hold the Doctor. He goes where he will.
BAMBERA: Shut up and run, Ancelyn.
ANCELYN: My lady.
BAMBERA: You call me my lady once more and I'll break your nose.
[Helicopter]
LAVEL: I can't see anybody around.
BRIGADIER: Looks like some damage to that barn.
LAVEL: I can see a possible landing zone. Everything looks peaceful.
BRIGADIER: Yes, very peaceful. Are you armed, Lieutenant?
LAVEL: Yes, sir.
BRIGADIER: Well, check it's loaded and take us in.
[Churchyard]
(Morgaine and Mordred are standing amongst the graves of Saint Andrews Church, Hambleton.)
MORGAINE: What can you see?
MORDRED: A flying machine. Tis like an ornithopter but with whirling blades for wings.
MORGAINE: The people of this world are obsessed with machinery.
MORDRED: It would seem so.
MORGAINE: Well then, let us teach them the limitations of their technologies.
(Morgaine fires energy bolts from her claw-like fingernails and the helicopter starts smoking)
[Helicopter]
(Smoke comes into the cockpit.)
LAVEL: Malfunction, sir.
BRIGADIER: What?
LAVEL: It felt like something hit us. This could be rough.
(The helicopter flies downwards)
[Dig site]
(Ace peers into the massive hole she has made.)
ACE: What's down there?
WARMSLY: Don't ask me. I've only been excavating this site for ten years.
DOCTOR: With a bit of luck, a tunnel.
ACE: A dark, mysterious one?
DOCTOR: Probably.
ACE: Leading to unknown dangers?
DOCTOR: Indubitably.
(They slither down the side of the pit.)
ACE: Oh, wicked!
DOCTOR: Peter, Ace and I are going to investigate this tunnel. You stay here and guard it. Don't let anyone come in here.
WARMSLY: What am I supposed to do, lecture them on archeology?
DOCTOR: Yes.
[Helicopter]
BRIGADIER: Can you get us down?
LAVEL: Down is not the problem.
(The helicopter is close to the tree tops)
[Tunnel]
ACE: It's damp.
DOCTOR: Well, we are under the lake.
ACE: And this wall's made of concrete.
DOCTOR: Hmm. It's gone soft with age. This was built in the eighth century.
ACE: But they didn't have concrete in those days.
DOCTOR: No, they didn't.
ACE: Thought so. (The tunnel seals behind them.) Doctor?
DOCTOR: Don't worry, Ace. It's only a trap.
[Clearing]
(The Brigadier and Lavel run from the helicopter, which then explodes.)
BRIGADIER: Five million pounds worth of aircraft, and we've lost it.
LAVEL: If they make us pay for that..
BRIGADIER: We'll be poor for the rest of our lives. (Lavel's leg hurts.) Pulled a ligament?
LAVEL: Oh good. I thought it might be something serious.
BRIGADIER: I'll see if I can get some help from the village.
LAVEL: But sir, we don't know what the situation is here.
BRIGADIER: The situation, Lavel, is normal. It doesn't get much worse than that. You know, I think I'm rather enjoying this.
(The Brigadier takes his service revolver from its holster and heads off)
[Churchyard]
(Mordred is reading the names on the war memorial.)
MORDRED: Tis a shrine to those fallen in battle.
MORGAINE: So, they are not the savages you led us to believe. You fought on their soil without proper respect for the dead.
MORDRED: Mother, I..
MORGAINE: You have dishonoured us, Mordred. What is victory without honour? Leave us! (Mordred walks through two lines of knights. The Brigadier walks up the road by the church.)
What manner of man are you? (Morgaine and the Brigadier meet at the church gate. The Brigadier points his revolver at her.) A warrior, no less. How goes the day?
BRIGADIER: I've had better.
MORGAINE: I am Morgaine, the sun killer. Dominator of the thirteen worlds and Battle Queen of the S'Rax. What say you?
BRIGADIER: I am Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart. Surrender now, and we can avoid bloodshed.
[Dig site]
(Bambera and Ancelyn arrive.)
BAMBERA: Where's the Doctor?
WARMSLY: Did you know that it takes one year to uncover one centimetre on a site this big? But now, delay not. Take the sword and fling him far into the middle mere. Watch what thou seest and lightly bring me word.
(Arthur, Lord Tennyson, Idylls of the King.)
[Spacecraft entrance]
(Ace is sitting in a giant carved fishes mouth, which is the entrance to the rest of the craft but has a metal door across it.)
DOCTOR: Ancelyn's people must have built this tunnel.
ACE: Looks fishy to me.
DOCTOR: This is no place for humour.
ACE: Professor?
DOCTOR: Hmm?
ACE: Where does Ancelyn come from?
DOCTOR: Another dimension. Sideways in time from another universe.
ACE: Not a local boy, then.
DOCTOR: The question is, how do we get through here?
[Graveyard]
BRIGADIER: Let me see if I've understood you correctly. You are holding a Remembrance ceremony for the dead of our World Wars, a ceasefire to remain in force for the duration of said ceremony, right?
MORGAINE: Your words are strange, but that is the meaning, yes.
BRIGADIER: Right. What must I do?
[Spacecraft entrance]
ACE: No coded pattern?
DOCTOR: No hidden switches.
ACE: Well, how are we going to get through the door, then?
DOCTOR: Open up. It's me.
(The door rises.)
[Graveyard]
MORGAINE: I wish you to know that I bear you no malice.
BRIGADIER: I understand.
MORGAINE: But when we meet again, I shall kill you.
(The knights follow Morgaine out into the village)
[Spacecraft entrance]
ACE: I refuse to ask how you did that. How did you do that?
DOCTOR: Well, it came to me that it wasn't Ancelyn's people who built this tunnel. It was Merlin.
ACE: But everyone thinks that you're Merlin.
DOCTOR: Exactly. Door keyed to my voice pattern. Just the sort of thing I would do.
ACE: Are you Merlin?
DOCTOR: No. But I could be, in the future. That is, my personal future. Which could be the past.
ACE: Right.
[Outside Gore Crow Hotel]
(Shou Yuing comes out to her car as the Brigadier runs up.)
BRIGADIER: I'm commandeering this car, miss.
SHOU: Sorry?
BRIGADIER: The keys, please..
SHOU: What?
BRIGADIER: The keys. Thank you.
SHOU: Hey, just a moment. This is my car.
(Shou gets into the passenger seat as the Brigadier starts the engine)
[Spacecraft]
(The Doctor leads the way up a spiral staircase)
ACE: This is a spaceship?
DOCTOR: More than that. It's a craft for travelling between dimensions.
ACE: It's more like being in some huge animal. Who built it?
DOCTOR: It wasn't built, it was grown.
ACE: Who grows spaceships?
DOCTOR: Very advanced bioengineers.
ACE: Ask a stupid question. Well, if they're grown, how do they fly?
DOCTOR: Magic.
ACE: Oh, be feasible, Professor.
DOCTOR: What is Clarke's law?
ACE: Any advanced form of technology is indistinguishable from magic.
DOCTOR: Well, the reverse is true.
ACE: Any advanced form of magic is indistinguishable?
(They arrive at the chamber with the knight and the sword in the stone.)
ACE: From technology. Seen one spaceship you've seen them all.
DOCTOR: Don't be so cynical, Ace.
(They have reached the main chamber with the sword.)
ACE: Wow.
DOCTOR: Impressive.
ACE: That's Arthur, King of the Britons, isn't it?
DOCTOR: The legendary Arthur, yes. From another dimension, where the man was closer to the myth. But what is he doing here?
ACE: Not a lot. Is he in suspended animation?
DOCTOR: Who knows?
ACE: In eternal sleep until England's greatest need.
DOCTOR: Ace, don't touch that.
ACE: Oh, it's all right, Professor. It's not like I'm King of the Britons, is it?
(Ace pulls the sword from the stone and falls backwards.)
DOCTOR: No, Ace!
ACE: Gordon Bennett!
DOCTOR: I hope you haven't disturbed anything.
ACE: It disturbed me.
DOCTOR: Well, I only hope you haven't disturbed anything else!
ACE: Like what?
DOCTOR: Like that. Look!
ACE: Where?
DOCTOR: I think I saw something over there.
(A green thing with a snake's head glides into the room.)
DOCTOR: Ace, I think it's time for plan B.
ACE: We run?
DOCTOR: Yes, run!
ACE: There's no way out!
DOCTOR: Now is not the time to panic!
(The energy snake knocks the Doctor across the room.)
ACE: Doctor!
DOCTOR: Now we panic!
ACE: It's some sort of automated defence system, isn't it.
DOCTOR: Yes. When I say run, run! (The snake hits the Doctor again, and Ace runs to what looks like an escape hatch.) Not that way!
ACE: Doctor, it's a dead end! (The door closes, trapping Ace inside.) Doctor!
DOCTOR: Hang on, Ace. (Water floods into the escape hatch. Ace is screaming for the Doctor and hammering on the door.) I'm coming!
(The water is up to Ace's chin.)
ACE: Doctor!
(The snake hits the Doctor again, this time knocking him out.)
