(DOCTOR WHO THEME)
Let me have a look.
We can get inside!
It's a Tardis.
The Monk's got a Tardis!
I repeat my question. Which fires and what are they for, hmm?
All right, then.
They're a signal for King Hardrada and the Viking fleet.
I see.
They'll think it's a landing place. They'll come in unsuspecting!
-And then... -Well? Out with it!
I'm going to destroy them!
Hey, Vicki. Come take a look at this.
He's... He's got a sort of fantastic private collection.
He's got something from every period and every place.
Hey, come and take a look at this.
Looks like some kind of neutron bomb, I think.
Pretty unpleasant-looking things, whatever they are.
Hey, these could be fired by that weapon we saw up on the cliff top.
I wonder what he wants to do. Sink a ship?
He could sink a whole navy with that lot, I should think.
Yes, but the point is why would he want to?
Why has he done a lot of things? Listen to this.
-Why? What have you got there? -A logbook, a sort of diary.
-Listen, ''Met Leonardo da Vinci...'' -Who?
Da Vinci! Listen!
''Met Leonardo da Vinci and discussed with him
-''the principles of powered flight.'' -What?
Da Vinci lived in the Middle Ages.
I know he tried to build a flying machine, a sort of aeroplane.
I know! And according to this, it was the Monk who put him up to it.
And listen to this. ''Put £200 in a London bank in 1 968.
''Nipped forward 200 years and collected a fortune in compound interest.''
So that's it! You're a time meddler!
No wonder you wanted to get rid of me.
And what are you trying to get up to this time, hmm?
-I'm sure you'll approve, Doctor. -Are you quite mad?
You know as well as I do the golden rule about space and time travelling.
''Never, never interfere with the course of history.''
And who says so? Doctor, it's more fun my way.
I can make things happen ahead of their time!
-Is that so? -Yes, indeed.
For instance,
do you really believe the ancient Britons could have built Stonehenge
without the aid of my anti-gravitational lift?
And what mischief are you up to now, hmm?
Mischief? No, no. A master plan. A master plan to end all master plans!
Oh, is that so?
The whole course of history changed in one single swoop.
By wiping out the Viking fleet?
Exactly, Doctor, exactly!
Of course, obviously, I don't have to remind you
that the main reason William the Conqueror won the Battle of Hastings
was because King Harold had to march
to Stamford Bridge and defeat the Vikings first.
So you plan to save him the journey, hmm?
That's right. Precisely! A fresh army, no desertions.
King Harold will kick William back to Normandy before he knows what happened.
-It's quite a plan, eh? -Oh, yes. It's quite a plan.
It's quite a plan, yes.
I count myself a very fortunate person indeed
to be here in time to prevent this disgusting exhibition!
-You haven't prevented it yet, Doctor. -Haven't I? Where is this machine?
-I don't allow anybody in there. -Where is it, hmm?
-This way, Doctor. -Hmm!
Ulf?
Ulf, where are you? Ulf?
Vikings!
Where've you been?
The Monk tricked me into a cell then knocked me out.
Can't you even guard one old man?
You haven't done much better yourself.
Come on. We should get back to the forest.
No, we'll stay here.
-Here? -Safer than being outside,
unless you prefer to meet the Saxons again.
They wouldn't take us so easily this time.
-Nor would we be hampered by the mead. -Maybe not. But I'll choose the monks
and whatever treasure may be stored inside these walls.
Treasure.
Oh.
Well, here we are. That's my time ship.
Oh, so that's it, eh? This horrible block of stone.
This horrible block of stone, as you call it, is a perfect Saxon sarcophagus.
-A Saxon what? -Sarcophagus.
Yes, quite so.
And more in keeping with the period, I would say, than a modern police box.
What's the matter, Doctor? Can't you repair your camouflage unit?
Now, now, now, don't try and bamboozle me.
It so happens that your machine
fits into this monastery, but it's sheer luck.
Luck? Luck? Oh, no, there's no luck about it.
I couldn't have picked a better place for my headquarters than this.
A deserted monastery right on the coast,
gullible peasants who believe everything I say to them.
(LAUGHING) No, Doctor.
No, I planned to materialise my ship on this very spot
disguised as a sarcophagus, and here it is.
I see. And all this is part of your master plan, hmm?
Precisely.
There's nothing hit-or-miss about my machine.
Oh, isn't there now?
Well, let's have a look at this great wonder, hmm?
(DOCTOR CHUCKLES)
Yes, well, tell me, how does one exactly get into this sarcophagus, hmm?
Hammer and chisel?
(CLEARS THROAT)
This way, Doctor.
Oh, mind your head.
STEVEN: ''Destroy Viking fleet, Norman landing,
''Battle of Hastings, meet King Harold''?
-Well, it seems to tell the whole story. -But why, Steven?
Why is he planning to do it? What's his reason?
That's a very good point, my child. Indeed, a very good point.
I must ask him that myself.
Doctor! You're safe!
-Safe? Of course I am safe! -Oh, are we glad to see you, Doctor.
Good gracious me. I see you found the machine.
Keep your eye on that, young man.
I thought I'd told you to wait outside the Tardis.
-Oh, we... -Yes. Well, we...
You know, all this is very surprising. That's a Mark 4!
Yes, yes, indeed.
-Is that later than yours, Doctor? -Hmm?
Oh! I forgot all about it.
-Oh? Forgot? Forgot what, child? Hmm? -Doctor.
-Doctor... -Hmm?
...we haven't got a time machine any more.
Haven't we now? Oh, I say.
Well, I wonder what that's supposed to mean, hmm?
Well, you know... You know we left it on the beach.
Yes, I remember very well, yes.
It so happens that I was there at the time.
My dear, I may appear a little half-witted at times, but I...
-Doctor! -Oh!
-The tide came in. -Oh! Is that all, my child?
-Well, isn't that enough? -The water cannot affect the Tardis.
It won't wash away. It'll still be there when the tide goes down.
Now stop fretting, my dear.
Well, I must confess, I do congratulate you.
It's a splendid machine.
Although, I do note there's been quite a few changes.
Oh, yes, indeed, Doctor.
In fact, this one is fitted with the automatic drift control.
Oh, I see. Yes, of course.
Thereby you can suspend yourself in space with absolute safety.
Precisely, Doctor.
By the way, I tried to get into your police box, but the door was locked.
-What type's yours, Doctor? -Mind your own business.
Look, I take it you both come from the same place, Doctor.
Yes, I regret that we do,
but I would say that I am 50 years earlier.
Now, when are you going to answer my questions, hmm?
Which questions?
The reason for this deliberate destruction.
-I... I want to improve things. -Improve things?
Ha! Improve things, yes, that's good!
(DOCTOR CHUCKLES)
Very good.
-Improve what, for instance? -Well, for instance,
Harold, King Harold, I know he'd be a good king.
There wouldn't be all those wars in Europe.
Those claims over France went on for years and years.
With peace, the people'd be able to better themselves.
With a few hints and tips from me,
they'd be able to have jet airliners by 1 320.
Shakespeare'd be able to put Hamlet on television.
-He'd do what? -The play Hamlet on television.
Oh, yes, quite so. Yes, of course, I do know the medium.
-Yeah. -Were you going to kill the Vikings?
Yes. Yes, I was. You see, if I didn't, then King Harold...
What are we going to do with this fellow, hmm?
What can we do with this man? He's utterly irresponsible.
Hmm!
He wants to destroy the whole pattern of world history.
Hmm!
-Steven! Doctor! -DOCTOR: Hmm?
Oh, quick, quick!
Ah-ha!
Long live King Hardrada! Those are your enemies. There! Quick!
(ALL CLAMOURING)
The old man... The old man who journeyed here spoke
-of a Viking invasion descending on us. -ALL: Viking invasion?
And the Monk asked us to light beacon fires on the cliff tops.
(ALL CLAMOURING)
The old man spoke the truth! He had no reason to lie.
Fires on the cliff tops would guide the ships in to land. Viking ships!
(ALL CLAMOURING)
We know and respect the monastery as a place of worship.
But what of a Viking spy who passes himself off as a monk?
(ALL CLAMOURING)
Look!
WULNOTH: Eldred. EDITH: Eldred. Oh...
-The monastery... -What of it? What have you seen?
-Vikings. -MAN: Vikings!
-There are Vikings hiding there. -Is that enough?
-Do you need more proof? -ALL: No, no.
Arm yourselves! We know how to treat the raiders!
Come along, come along. If we want to send signals to your ships,
-we mustn't delay like this, you know. -What are these things?
They are... They're charms, my son, to guide your ships to sheltered waters.
Come along.
I know you don't understand, but believe me,
your ships will know they're there.
(STEVEN GRUNTING)
I can't find a sharp enough stone anywhere.
Those Vikings sure know how to tie knots.
It looks as though that Monk's going to get away with it after all.
Yes, but he can't, can he? I mean, I don't know much about history,
but I do know that William the Conqueror did win the Battle of Hastings.
Up till now he did.
If the Monk changes it, I suppose our memories will change as well.
What about the history books?
That's all right. They're not written yet.
They'll just write and print the new version.
But that means that the exact minute, the exact second that he does it,
every history book, every...
Well, the whole future of every year and time on Earth will change
just like that, and nobody'll know that it has?
I suppose that's what I'm trying to say.
Well, there's more to this time travelling than meets the eye.
What's the matter with the Doctor? He's not gone to sleep, has he?
-Doctor, are you awake? -Wide awake, my dear.
As a matter of fact, I was just turning over in my mind
what we're going to do with this Monk fellow.
He won't listen. He's determined to have his own way.
He's got to be stopped. He must be stopped!
MONK: Come along, come along, come on.
Yes, yes, they are rather heavy, aren't they?
But they're a sort of special charm, you understand.
-And where are we taking them? -To the cliff top.
Now come along. I won't be stopped. Hurry, I'll open the door for you.
There. Come.
(CHUCKLING)
Ha-ha!
(ALL SHOUTING)
DOCTOR: Oh.
Ah, yes, thank you. Thank you, indeed.
Oh, it's a good thing for us that you decided to make a search, hmm?
Oh, without your help, we'd never have known
the Monk was a Viking spy, would we?
Ah, yes, the Monk. Now, was he caught, hmm?
Now, Wulnoth and the others will not let him escape,
nor the two Vikings that are with him.
Hmm, yes, yes, no doubt they'll catch up with him and the rest of them.
But that Monk, you know, still worries me.
I think he's got some tricks left up his sleeve.
-Hmm. Where are you going to now? -Oh, we shall continue with our travels.
Oh, you must come back to the village with us before you go
-so we can bid you farewell. -Oh, yes, certainly, certainly,
but we have one or two things to do here at the monastery first.
But we don't want to delay you. We will follow on, hmm?
What a charming woman. Mmm, charming.
Well now, you two, come along. We've got a lot to do.
-Such as what? -Shall we go back to the Tardis?
Oh, you know we can't do that, my child, not until we stop this time meddler.
Have either of you got a pencil and paper on you, hmm?
-No. -No, afraid not.
Well, now, be a good fellow and go into the machine and try and find one.
-Yes, okay, Doc. -Hmm?
Tor.
-Who are you going to write to? -To the Monk, of course.
(CHUCKLING) Who else?
Here, this way.
Ah, yes. Behind that tree there, there's an old well.
We can hide there. Quick!
There's no well there. Where's he gone?
(SAXONS SHOUTING)
Ooh!
Mr Taylor! Where are you with that string, dear boy?
-Here you are, Doctor. I found some. -Gracious me, come along.
What's that thing under there, Doctor?
Now keep your nose out, child. Never mind.
Did you hear what I said? Keep your nose away.
Do you want to get a shock? This is a very dangerous business.
Now keep still, all of you.
Tie this in a knot.
Now, the vibrations.
Ticklish. Get back, get back!
Now, you two, go outside. I'll follow in a minute.
But, Doctor, what exactly are you doing?
Don't, please, ask me questions! Go, child! Outside!
Well, what are you trying to do?
Is he coming out yet?
Yes, yes, here he is.
Now, back. Elbow room, please.
Now keep still.
We're not out of the wood yet.
Ah! There it is!
Ha-ha! I've done it, I've done it, I've done it!
(DOCTOR LAUGHING)
-Well, nothing's happened, Doctor. -Hasn't it? Hasn't it, my dear boy?
-Come on, aren't you going to tell us? -Yes, sometime, my dear, sometime.
Here, put that in your pocket. Quite safe.
-Ah, now. -Oh, is that the letter you wrote
-to the Monk? -Yes.
Do keep hands off it, young lady.
I don't want you nosing into peoples' personal
and private correspondence.
Gracious me! Well, I think we've finished here.
-Now let's go. -Back to the Tardis?
Yes, certainly, back to the Tardis. Yes, come along.
There it is, my dear. There's the Tardis.
Safe and sound. Didn't I tell you so?
Oh, am I glad to see that old police box again!
Oh, glad indeed.
Well, we must start climbing down the cliff
and get aboard as soon as we can. There's going to be an invasion shortly.
What? You mean any minute now
the Viking fleet's going to sail past here?
Yes, my boy, yes. And history will be
-allowed to take its natural course. -Allowed to take its natural course.
You know, I'm beginning to like the idea of being a crewmember on a time machine.
A crewmember? You'll be lucky! He's the crew, were just the passengers.
Yes, and both very welcome ones, my dear.
Come along, come along. Come on, come on!
It's a heck of a way down. Wish we had a pair of wings!
(GASPING) Oh.
Oh, I'm getting too old for this sort of thing. It's ridiculous.
Yes, I was right. They've gone.
Well, I suppose I'd better be on my way again, too.
(SIGHING)
(COUGHING)
The Doctor.
''My dear fellow,
''I'm sure you will excuse me, but I didn't want to say goodbye
''as you are obviously going to be very busy for some time.''
He's right there.
''Just in case you still have ideas about your master plan,
''I've taken precautions to stop your time meddling.''
How could he stop a Mark 4?
''Possibly one day in the future, when you've learnt your lesson,
''I shall return and release you.'' Release me? Ha! Me?
(LAUGHING) Oh, the old fool! Oh...
I wonder what he meant by release me.
Well, I'll be going.
(CHUCKLING)
Ah!
What's he done?
Ah, he's... He's taken my dimensional control.
He's ruined my time machine! I'm... I'm marooned.
Marooned in 1 066.
Oh, Doctor.
Doctor!
(WHOOSHING)