(Three horsemen gallop across country as Jane
Hampden searches for someone in Bishops Court Farm, Shapwick, Dorset.
Everyone say Hi! to Polly
JANE: Ben? Ben? Are you there, Ben?
(The horsemen ride in, dressed in Civil War armour. One of them rides
at Jane with his lance pointed at her.)
JANE: Careful! You'll kill somebody.
(He charges her again, and she dodges inside a barn.)
JANE: Don't be so stupid.
(A man follows her in.)
JANE: Don't touch me! Get off!
WOLSEY: It's only me.
(Everyone say Hi! to Glyn
Houston as he takes his helmet off.)
JANE: Ben. Ben, you're mad!
WOLSEY: Nonsense, my dear. Just a bit of fun.
(The other two men enter. One removes his feathered hat and makes a
deep Cavalier bow. Everyone say Hi to Dennis Lill making a
return visit in King Charles beard and moustache.)
JANE: Sir George, you must stop these war games.
HUTCHINSON: Stop them? Why, Miss Hampden, you of all people, our school
teacher, should appreciate the value of reenacting actual events. It's
a living history.
JANE: It's getting out of hand. The village is in turmoil.
HUTCHINSON: So there's been a little damage. That's the way people used
to behave in those days. It's a game. You must expect high spirits.
JANE: Not when people can get hurt. It must stop.
HUTCHINSON: And so it shall. We have but one last battle to fight. Join
us. See the merit of what we do.
(Turlough is lying on his back underneath the
TURLOUGH: Is that any better?
DOCTOR: Er, no. No, no, still some time distortion.
TEGAN: Is there a problem? We are going to Earth?
DOCTOR: Date, time and place asked for. How else could you visit your
TURLOUGH: We're nearly there.
(The Tardis shudders and squeals, then the time rotor resumes its
smooth motion again, and stops.)
DOCTOR: Hmm. Well, we've arrived.
TURLOUGH: We've hit an energy field.
DOCTOR: Unexpected aura for a quiet English village.
(The scanner shows falling masonry.)
TEGAN: Let's get out of here.
TURLOUGH: Quickly, Doctor. Relocate the Tardis.
TEGAN: Hold on! There's somebody out there.
(A person moves amongst the rubble.)
DOCTOR: He's trapped. If there's another fall, he'll be killed.
(The Doctor opens the door and runs out.)
TURLOUGH: We can't go out there!
(Tegan follows the Doctor.)
TEGAN: He's gone.
DOCTOR: Hello? Hello!
(The figure runs for the staircase going up.)
DOCTOR: Wait, please.
TEGAN: Did you see his clothes? We're in the wrong century.
TURLOUGH: We're not. I checked the time monitor. It is 1984.
DOCTOR: Let's have a look around.
(A splendid period piece, with tapestries and
panelling, and pewter dishes, and a massive oak table covered in maps,
where Jane is sitting.)
HUTCHINSON: I don't understand you. Every man, woman and child in this
village is involved in these war games except you. Why? It's great fun.
JANE: I understand that.
HUTCHINSON: Then join us. Your influence could temper the more
high-spirited, prevent accidents.
JANE: Look, I don't care if a few high-spirited kids get their heads
banged together. It's gone beyond that. Suppose what happened to me
happens to somebody else, a stranger, a visitor to the village.
HUTCHINSON: There will be no visitors to the village. It's been
isolated from the outside world. No one can enter or leave.
JANE: You can't do that!
HUTCHINSON: Can't I? It's been done.
(The place is disused and dirty. A few pews remain
and there is debris on the altar. The stained glass is intact,
TEGAN: Where'd he go?
TURLOUGH: Well, if he can move that quickly, he can't be hurt very
(The Doctor examines the carvings on the pulpit.)
TEGAN: I don't like it.
DOCTOR: Then admire the craftsmanship. Seventeenth century. Probably on a theme of
a man being chased by the devil. Must admit I've never seen anything
quite like it before.
TEGAN: Looks as though a bomb's hit the place.
TURLOUGH: Maybe it did.
TEGAN: Can we find my grandfather?
(A door creaks.)
TURLOUGH: What was that?
DOCTOR: A ghost.
(Fog pours in through a crack in the wall by the pulpit.)
[Outside the church]
(Which is St Bartholomew Shapwick, if you're
TURLOUGH: Why'd they build the church so far from the village?
TEGAN: Perhaps they were refused planning permission.
DOCTOR: Behave yourselves. We have company.
(Riders converge on them.)
TURLOUGH: We should go back.
(Foot soldiers are running up behind them.)
DOCTOR: Too late.
WILLOW: Where do you think you're going? This is Sir George
DOCTOR: If we're trespassing, I apologise.
WILLOW: Little Hodcombe, for your own safety, is a closed area. We're
in the middle of a war game.
TEGAN: We're here to visit my grandfather.
WILLOW: You'd better see Sir George. He'll sort it out. Move out!
(The disfigured man from the crypt watches from behind a gravestone.)
(The Doctor, Turlough and Tegan are pushed into
the panelled room.)
TEGAN: Stop it! Leave me alone!
WOLSEY: What's going on here?
WILLOW: Trespassers, Colonel. I've arrested them.
JANE: I don't believe this.
WOLSEY: Are you sure you should be doing this?
WILLOW: Sir George has been informed.
WOLSEY: I'm sorry about this. Some of the men do get a bit carried
away. We'll soon have the business sorted out and you safely on your
DOCTOR: Thank you. It's a very impressive room, Colonel.
WOLSEY: My pride and joy.
DOCTOR: Seventeenth century.
WOLSEY: Yes, perfect in every detail.
TEGAN: What is going on?
JANE: I'm sorry, I don't know. I think everyone's gone mad.
TEGAN: Look, we don't want to interfere. We're just here to visit my
WILLOW: Oh yes? And who might he be?
TEGAN: Andrew Verney.
TEGAN: What's wrong?
JANE: He disappeared a few days ago.
TEGAN: Well, has anything been done to find him?
DOCTOR: Now calm down, Tegan. I'm sure we can sort this out.
TEGAN: Oh, for heaven's sake!
(Tegan runs out.)
DOCTOR: Tegan, come back! Turlough, fetch her, will you?
(Joseph Willow picks up a flintlock pistol and aims it at the Doctor as
Turlough rushes out.)
WILLOW: You! Stay where you are!
(Tegan stops for breath, and a hand reaches round
a doorway and grabs her red handbag.)
TEGAN: What are you doing? Give me that back!
(Tegan goes inside and starts up the stairs. The door slams shut behind
HUTCHINSON: What's this?
WILLOW: He tried to escape, sir.
HUTCHINSON: He isn't a prisoner, Sergeant Willow. You must treat
visitors with more respect.
(Sir George makes Willow lower his pistol.)
DOCTOR: What is going on?
HUTCHINSON: A celebration. On the thirteenth of July, 1643, the English
Civil War came to Little Hodcombe. A Parliamentary force and a regiment
for the King destroyed each other, and the village.
DOCTOR: And you're celebrating that?
HUTCHINSON: Why not? It's our heritage.
JANE: It's a madness.
HUTCHINSON: Yes. Miss Hampden, you see, disagrees with our activities.
DOCTOR: Hmm. I can understand why.
HUTCHINSON: Who are you?
DOCTOR: I'm known as the Doctor.
HUTCHINSON: Are you a member of the theatrical profession?
DOCTOR: No more than you are.
HUTCHINSON: Ah. Ha, ha! How did you get to the village?
DOCTOR: Through the woods, via the church.
WILLOW: That's where I found him, sir.
HUTCHINSON: I would avoid the church, if I were you. It's very
dangerous. Could fall down at any minute.
DOCTOR: Hmm, so I'd noticed.
HUTCHINSON: However, since you're here, you must join in our games.
It's our final battle.
DOCTOR: Do you know, I'd love to, but first I must find Tegan and
Turlough, and Tegan's grandfather. I gather he's disappeared. Good day!
(The Doctor pushes Willow's pistol along the table and runs out.)
HUTCHINSON: Wait, wait, wait.
WILLOW: Tegan is Verney's granddaughter.
HUTCHINSON: Double the perimeter guard. He mustn't get out of the
village. And help him find Verney's granddaughter.
HUTCHINSON: I've something rather special in mind for her.
JANE: Detaining people against their will is illegal, Sir George. The
Doctor and his friends included.
HUTCHINSON: I shouldn't let that bother you, Miss Hampden. As the local
magistrate, I shall find myself quite innocent.
(Twinkly lights appear on the upper level, then a
torso and finally an ancient face appears.)
TEGAN: Oh, no! Come on! Help!
(The face glides down toward her as she pulls at the door. Then
Turlough pushes it open from outside, knocking her down. The apparition
TEGAN: Oh, it's you.
TURLOUGH: What's happening?
TEGAN: Later. Let's get away from here first.
(Little Hodcombe village square and cross are
played by Shapwick, Dorset.)
DOCTOR: Turlough! Tegan!
(The disfigured man knocks the Doctor down. He's carrying Tegan's bag.)
DOCTOR: Wait! Come back!
(The man is at the far end of a lane by the time the Doctor gets back
on his feet.)
DOCTOR: How could he get so far?
(The Doctor gives chase.
Meanwhile, Wolsey and three troopers ride up to the village cross.)
WOLSEY: We'll never find her. She could be anywhere.
WILLOW: Ask for more men.
WOLSEY: Hutchinson won't allow it. He's got everyone guarding the
WILLOW: We're wasting our time with only four searching. If he wants
her so badly, he's got to find more men.
WOLSEY: Ring him.
(They are next to a public telephone box.)
WILLOW: Not allowed. I'll have to go back to the house.
WOLSEY: All right. Carry on searching, you two. Try Verney's cottage
again. She might be there. I'll come with you.
DOCTOR: Hello? I saw you enter. All I want is
Tegan's bag. What have you done with her? I know you can hear me.
(The sound of warfare drifts inside.)
(The shouting gets very loud. The Doctor clutches his head. Suddenly it
stops as a young man breaks through a blocked up door. He speaks with a
CHANDLER: Sorry it took me so long. Thought he'd never eat.
DOCTOR: Who are you? I'm the Doctor.
CHANDLER: Doctor? That don't be a proper name. Will Chandler be a
(The Doctor steps forward and the young man grabs a piece of stone.)
DOCTOR: I won't hurt you.
CHANDLER: I will hit 'ee. My hand's hurting.
DOCTOR: Show me.
(The Doctor examines his right arm.)
DOCTOR: What were you doing in there?
CHANDLER: It's a priest hole, innit. I hid from fighting.
DOCTOR: What fighting?
CHANDLER: What fighting? Ere, where you been then?
DOCTOR: What year is this?
CHANDLER: Ah, I knows that one. Year sixteen hundred and forty three.
DOCTOR: Sixteen hundred and forty three.
CHANDLER: Is the battle done?
DOCTOR: Er, yes, Will. Battle's done.
(Tegan and Turlough run in. Will hides behind a pew.)
DOCTOR: Ah, just in time.
TEGAN: Time? We almost didn't make it.
TURLOUGH: We have to get out of here.
TEGAN: There's something very strange going on.
DOCTOR: Yes, I know.
TURLOUGH: Who is that?
DOCTOR: Will Chandler.
TEGAN: Where did he come from?
DOCTOR: Ah, well, that's something we're going to have to talk about.
(Sir George is holding something malleable in his
hand when voices are heard outside.)
MAN [OC]: We lost them through the woods.
(Wolsey and Willow enter.)
HUTCHINSON: Where is she?
WOLSEY: We can't find her. We need more men.
HUTCHINSON: I want Tegan, not excuses, Wolsey.
JANE: Don't listen to him, Ben.
HUTCHINSON: Miss Hampden, you are beginning to bore me with your
WILLOW: She doesn't understand. We must have our Queen of the May.
HUTCHINSON: Precisely. Think of it as the resurrection of an old
JANE: Not the way you'd like to celebrate it. I know the old custom of
this village. I know what happens to a May Queen at the end of her
WOLSEY: We're not going to harm her.
JANE: You might not. I'm not so sure about them.
HUTCHINSON: The tradition must continue. Something is coming to our
village. Something very wonderful and strange.
WOLSEY: We must find Tegan.
JANE: You're so gullible, Ben. You'll do anything he says.
JANE: Right, I'm going to the police. I'll soon put a stop to this.
WILLOW: Shut up! Just be grateful it is the stranger who is to be
crowned Queen of the May. It so easily could have been you.
(Jane slaps Willow and turns away.)
WILLOW: And it still might be if we don't find her.
(Willow leaves, locking the door behind him.)
DOCTOR: There's been a confusion in time. Somehow
1984 has become linked with 1643.
TURLOUGH: What about the apparitions?
DOCTOR: Psychic projections.
TEGAN: The man we saw when we arrived? He was real enough.
DOCTOR: Still a psychic projection, but with substance.
TURLOUGH: Matter projected from the past? That would require enormous
DOCTOR: An alien power source.
TEGAN: What about Will?
DOCTOR: A projection, too, and at the moment a benign one.
(Will is asleep on a pew.)
TURLOUGH: This crack has got larger.
DOCTOR: Yes. Ominous, isn't it? As is the fact your grandfather has
disappeared. I think it's time I sought some answers.
(The Doctor takes a coin from his pocket and holds his hands behind his
back. Then he brings his fists in front, weighs them, and opens the
DOCTOR: The village.
TEGAN: Always so scientific.
DOCTOR: Come on, Will. You're coming with me.
TEGAN: What about us?
DOCTOR: You'll be safer in the Tardis. And don't argue. Will!
TURLOUGH: You heard the Doctor.
[Outside the church]
(Will looks at the date on a lichen-covered
CHANDLER: This ain't possible.
DOCTOR: Look at the others.
(Riders come along the road so the Doctor opens a door.)
DOCTOR: Will, in here.
(The Doctor drags the lad inside by the scruff of his neck.)
(The twinkly lights are in here.)
TURLOUGH: We're too late.
TEGAN: We must tell the Doctor.
(There is a carved tomb up against the wall and
engraved memorials set into the flagstone floor.)
DOCTOR: Strange. Will, come and see.
(Will looks at the central memorial and whimpers.)
DOCTOR: What's the matter? Will? Will, what happened in 1643?
CHANDLER: Troopers come.
DOCTOR: No. No, no. Something else.
CHANDLER: Malus come. Malus's got to war, ain't he? He makes fighting
worse. He makes them hate more.
DOCTOR: The Malus is just a superstition.
CHANDLER: No, no, no. I've seen Malus. I seen it.
[Outside the church]
TURLOUGH: Now where?
TEGAN: He said he was going to the village.
TURLOUGH: Let's go, but watch out for those horsemen.
DOCTOR: Will, tell me what happened? How did it
CHANDLER: It was Roundheads and Cavaliers, and they were fighting in
church. And there was a wind coming. Such a wind. And then Malus, he
came from nowhere.
DOCTOR: What did it look like? Like this? Did it look like this?
(The Doctor points to the etching, which we see looks like the
apparition Tegan saw.)
DOCTOR: It's all right, it's all right, it's all right.
(The Doctor presses the face in the image, and the whole slab begins to
tilt to reveal a set of stairs.)
DOCTOR: Interesting. Come on, Will.
TEGAN: It's eerie.
TURLOUGH: Where is everyone?
(They run down to a ford through the stream. Then horsemen come round
the corner. Curiously, this ford is actually at Tarrant Monkton, in
TEGAN: Oh, no!
TURLOUGH: Split up!
(Turlough doubles back and Tegan runs through the ford, straight into
the arms of Colonel Wolsey.)
TEGAN: Let me go!
WILLOW: Not yet, my dear.
WOLSEY: Do you have to enjoy this sort of thing quite so much?
WILLOW: Just obeying orders, Colonel.
WOLSEY: That's what they all say.
(Jane is exploring the perfect C17 room for a way
out when she triggers a secret door behind a tapestry. There are voices
outside so she goes through. Hutchinson enters and sees the empty room
and open doorway.)
HUTCHINSON: After her! You'll need some light. Get a candle.
(The two troopers take candles from the mantelpiece and light them in
(The Doctor and Will come along a passageway.)
DOCTOR: Stay close, Will.
(They hear steps on a staircase.)
(They hide under the staircase. Jane comes down, carefully.)
HUTCHINSON [OC]: Come on, hurry yourselves. Through here.
(Jane gets to the bottom and looks around. The Doctor taps her arm.)
DOCTOR: In here.
(Hutchinson and his troopers come down the stairs.)
HUTCHINSON: Keep that light near. We'll catch her before the church.
Move yourselves! I don't want this to take all day.
(They go down the passageway.)
CHANDLER: They be troopers.
DOCTOR: No, no, just twentieth century men playing a particularly nasty
(Willow pushes Tegan in and throws a green and
white dress across a chair in the middle of the otherwise empty room.)
WILLOW: Change into that.
WILLOW: Just do as you're told. Unless you want me to do it for you.
(Hutchinson and the troopers return and go up the
HUTCHINSON: She won't get far. The village is sealed. Get me Sergeant
Willow. I must see how the preparations are going. And see my horse is
brought round immediately. I'll spend no more time on this.
JANE: It's not like Sir George to give up so easily.
DOCTOR: Be grateful. Where do the steps lead?
JANE: Colonel Wolsey's house. This must be the passage Andrew Verney
discovered. He's our local historian.
DOCTOR: Yes, Tegan told me.
(The Doctor picks something up from the floor.)
DOCTOR: Just a minute.
JANE: What is it?
DOCTOR: It's metal.
(Jane takes the shiny lump from him.)
JANE: It can't be. It's all squashy.
DOCTOR: It's tinclavic.
JANE: Tinclavic? What is it? Where has it come from?
DOCTOR: The planet Ragga. Let's get back to the church.
(Tegan has changed into the village maid costume,
complete with mob cap and is looking out of the window when Willow
TEGAN: Don't you ever knock before entering a room?
WILLOW: You'd better be careful. You're beginning to annoy me.
(He takes her original dress.)
TEGAN: What are you doing?
WILLOW: Those are your clothes now, compliments of Sir George
Hutchinson. You're our Queen of the May.
(The Doctor strides over to the pulpit followed by
Will Chandler with Jane straggling behind.)
JANE: Oh, slow down. What do you mean, this is from the planet Ragga?
DOCTOR: Precisely what I said. The Tereleptils mine tinclavic for more
or less the exclusive use of the people of Hakol. That's in the star
system Rifta, you know.
JANE: Oh, no. I've escaped from one madman to find another. Do you
expect me to believe what you're saying?
DOCTOR: Well, you take that sample to any metallurgist and they'll
confirm it isn't from this planet.
JANE: You're serious.
DOCTOR: Never more so.
JANE: Very well, then. For the sake of argument, I'll accept what you
say, but how did it come to Little Hodcombe?
DOCTOR: As part of a space vehicle.
JANE: A space ship from Hakol landed here? Is that what you're trying
DOCTOR: Well, more likely a computer-controlled reconnaissance vehicle.
JANE: How silly of me not to know.
DOCTOR: Tell me, was Andrew Verney engaged in any research concerning
JANE: I believe he was, yes.
DOCTOR: That's what must have led him to the tunnel and the remains of
the Hakol probe.
CHANDLER: See? I seen the Malus.
DOCTOR: I believe you, Will. My sincerest apologies for ever doubting
JANE: Doctor, the Malus is a myth, a legend. Some mumbo-jumbo connected
with apparitions or something.
DOCTOR: That's precisely what Will saw. You see, on Hakol, psychic
energy is a force that's been harnessed in much the same way as
electricity is here.
JANE: But what has that got to do with the Malus legend?
DOCTOR: The thing you call the Malus was on board the Hakol probe.
JANE: Oh. I see what you mean. It's still here. Doctor, that wasn't
there the other day.
(Jane goes over to the widening crack in the church wall. A chunk of
plaster falls away and she squeals.)
CHANDLER: Don't touch it.!
JANE: He's right, Doctor. There's suddenly a very strange atmosphere in
(The Doctor pulls more plaster away to make a very large hole in the
DOCTOR: No, come and have a look at this.
CHANDLER: No! No!
(Some more plaster falls, and a green eye shines at them above a giant
curved mouth. The fog or gas floods out around the Doctor as he covers
JANE: Look out! Doctor!
(The Doctor finally turns around.)
JANE: Doctor, are you all right?
(She helps him to a pew and puts her shawl around his shoulders.)
JANE: Are you sure you're all right?
(More plaster falls down and the whole giant face is revealed. It moves
JANE: It's a face.
DOCTOR: Look at it. Does it look familiar?
JANE: Yes, I, I've seen it before.
DOCTOR: Behind you.
(The carving on the pulpit.)
JANE: But that's a representation of the devil!
DOCTOR: Yes. It's interesting, isn't it?
(The disfigured man appears in the far corner.)
DOCTOR: So there you are.
(He limps forwards then the sparkly things appear.)
JANE: What's that?
DOCTOR: Psychic projection. Over here, Will.
JANE: It looks so real.
DOCTOR: Well, to all intents and purposes he is.
CHANDLER: It were like that before. Battle's coming.
DOCTOR: No, Will, come back.
CHANDLER: I'm not going to war again.
(Will runs to the door and tries to open it. The disfigured man turns
towards him and he scrambles out with a cry. Then the apparition
transforms into a Cavalier.)
(Turlough is captured by a trooper. The green,
annoyingly, is at Martin in Hampshire.)
TURLOUGH: All right, all right. You've made your point.
(Hutchinson rides up.)
HUTCHINSON: One by one, you and your companions will return to my fold,
and you will never get out again. It is a pity you've seen this. Lock
(The Cavalier apparition walks forward. The Doctor
DOCTOR: Stand perfectly still.
JANE: What is it?
DOCTOR: I told you. It's a psychic projection.
JANE: It pains me to say it, but I'm sorry I ever doubted you.
(The Doctor gives Jane her shawl back.)
DOCTOR: We all learn by our mistakes.
(A strong wind blows through the church.)
JANE: Now what?
DOCTOR: More psychic disturbance.
(The Cavalier stands in front of them and draws his sword.)
DOCTOR: Ah. It seems he intends to kill us. Make for the underground
(The trooper throws Turlough into a building by a
VERNEY: Don't be afraid. My name's Andrew Verney.
JANE: Doctor, slow down. That thing isn't
DOCTOR: I need to speak to Sir George.
JANE: Haven't you got enough troubles?
DOCTOR: Do you know anything about psychic energy?
JANE: Oh, you know I don't.
DOCTOR: Then a quick lesson. It can of course occur in many and varied
forms, but the type here, capable of creating projections, requires a
JANE: Uh huh?
DOCTOR: Oh dear, oh dear. A medium.
JANE: Oh, as with a poltergeist?
DOCTOR: Yes, a bit more complicated. In this it isn't the medium that's
creating the projections, but the Malus. The medium simply gathers all
the psychic energy for it to use. And what at the moment is creating
the most psychic energy?
JANE: Um, er.
DOCTOR: The war games.
JANE: The war games?
DOCTOR: And who controls the games?
JANE: You'd better speak to Sir George.
DOCTOR: Yes, the trouble is, I don't think he can have any idea of what
he's doing. The Malus is pure evil. Given enough energy, it will not
only destroy him, but everything else. Cheer up.
(While Will runs for his life across a corn field,
Tegan has been brought downstairs and is considering opening a pair of
windows to escape.)
WOLSEY: You wouldn't get very far.
WOLSEY: If you tried to escape. There are troopers everywhere.
TEGAN: I wouldn't dream of putting you to so much trouble.
WOLSEY: I rather think we're all Sir George's prisoners at the moment.
If it's any comfort to you, your grandfather is safe.
TEGAN: Then let me see him.
(Sir George opens the door.)
HUTCHINSON: All in good time. You look charming, my dear. Positively
TEGAN: Thanks for nothing. Can I have my clothes back, please?
HUTCHINSON: Oh, but you're to be our Queen of the May. You must dress
TEGAN: I'm not in the mood for playing silly games.
HUTCHINSON: This is no game. You are about to take part in an event
that will change the future of mankind.
(Turlough tries the bars across the windows.)
TURLOUGH: Solid. Why are they keeping you prisoner here?
VERNEY: Because of what I discovered. Have you been to the church?
TURLOUGH: Oh. Yes.
VERNEY: Years of research to discover something as evil as the Malus
was more than just a legend.
TURLOUGH: It wasn't active when you discovered it?
VERNEY: My mistake was telling Sir George Hutchinson. It was his
deranged mind who caused its awakening.
TURLOUGH: We must get out of here, let the Doctor know what's
VERNEY: But how?
TURLOUGH: Are there any guards?
VERNEY: I don't know.
TURLOUGH: Guard! Guard! What are you like as a battering ram?
DOCTOR: Not much further.
JANE: Doctor, wait. Will said he saw the Malus in 1643, in the church.
DOCTOR: That's right.
JANE: It's been there for hundreds of years.
DOCTOR: Long before the Civil War started.
JANE: Then why has it been dormant for so long?
(They start up the stairs.)
DOCTOR: It requires a massive force of psychic energy to activate it.
When the Civil War came to Little Hodcombe, it created precisely that.
JANE: And Sir George is trying to recreate the same event.
DOCTOR: Yes, in every detail. Tegan's grandfather must have told him
everything he discovered. He knows it's the only way for the Malus to
be fully activated.
JANE: Doctor, I've had a terrible thought. The last battle in the war
games has to be for real!
DOCTOR: Precisely. The slaughter will be dreadful.
JANE: You must stop him!
DOCTOR: Yes, I know.
(At the top of the stairs they can hear the voices inside the room.)
TEGAN [OC]: History is littered with loonies like you.
TEGAN: Fortunately, most of them end up safely
HUTCHINSON: Insight is often mistaken for madness, my dear.
WOLSEY: I didn't realise that the Malus was so evil.
HUTCHINSON: Don't worry, Wolsey. It will serve us.
TEGAN: It will use you.
DOCTOR: Tegan's right. You're energising a force so irresistibly
destructive that nothing on Earth can control it. You must stop the war
HUTCHINSON: Stop it? Are you mad? You speak treason.
(Hutchinson levels a pistol at the Doctor.)
DOCTOR: Fluently! Stop the games.
HUTCHINSON: Eliminate him, Wolsey. Now.
(Hutchinson hands Wolsey the firing piece and leaves.)
JANE: Put that down, Ben.
WOLSEY: I don't understand him any more.
DOCTOR: Don't try. He's under the influence of the Malus. Are you with
WOLSEY: Can you tell me what's going on, because I don't know any
(The sparkly lights have appeared, then a faint face.)
TEGAN: Be careful.
JANE: It's the thing in the church.
DOCTOR: Not quite. It's a projection of the parent image, probably one
of several energy-gathering points.
TEGAN: Keep away from it.
DOCTOR: Oh, it has no force, yet.
WOLSEY: Well, let's put a stop to it.
DOCTOR: I'm afraid you can't hurt it, Colonel. It has no substance.
WOLSEY: We have to do something.
DOCTOR: We must prevent the reenactment. Spoil it in any way we can.
Reduce the amount of psychic energy being produced.
TEGAN: Good. Then we can forget the May Queen procession.
WOLSEY: The cart to take you to the village is already here.
DOCTOR: Will there be guards for this procession?
WOLSEY: No, I'm the only escort, but they will send somebody to
DOCTOR: Make sure that Tegan and Jane get safely back to the church.
You can use the underground passage. I must search for Turlough and
Will, and er, good luck.
(The Doctor leaves.)
TEGAN: Do you know where my clothes are?
WOLSEY: I'll fetch them for you, but stay as you are for the moment.
WOLSEY: Because if you don't turn up on that cart, Hutchinson will turn
out the whole village to search for you. The Doctor won't stand a
(Will is by the village green, where the May pole is being erected.)
TURLOUGH: This door must give soon.
VERNEY: Agreed. But at the moment all we're doing is wearing out our
TURLOUGH: There's no other way.
(Tegan leaves Wolsey's house in a cart decorated with ribbons and
flowers, driven by Wolsey with Jane sitting behind her throne. Women
throw petals over her.
In the church, more plaster falls down and fog billows from the Malus'
(The Doctor finds Will hiding in a hedge.)
DOCTOR: Are you all right?
CHANDLER: It's just like before.
DOCTOR: The last time you saw the Malus.
CHANDLER: I's not pleased.
(A small bonfire is lit by the May pole.)
CHANDLER: They burn Queen of the May.
DOCTOR: The toast of Little Hodcombe.
CHANDLER: Tain't funny. She were screaming.
DOCTOR: That's nothing to what Tegan would have done. Come on.
(The Doctor walks up to the gathering.)
HUTCHINSON: Stop that man! Stop! Hold him!
(Troopers grab the Doctor.)
WILLOW: You're just in time for the show. You can have a front seat.
(More plaster falls from in front of the Malus, and its mouth opens
Tegan's cart enters the village.)
HUTCHINSON: Something's wrong.
(The May Queen is a scarecrow.)
HUTCHINSON: What happened?
WOLSEY: Here's your Queen of the May, Sir George. You can burn her if
you wish. Not as attractive as Tegan, but more humane.
HUTCHINSON: What are you trying to do, wreck everything?
WOLSEY: No, trying to return some sanity to these proceedings.
HUTCHINSON: You've ruined it. You've ruined everything. Kill him.
(Hutchinson rides away, and Wolsey drives the cart off.)
DOCTOR: Over here, Will.
(Will knocks down the trooper who lit the bonfire and takes his burning
brand from him. He waves it around and the other troopers let the
Doctor go. Hutchinson's horse rears and throws him. The Doctor and Will
leap onto the cart.)
DOCTOR: Back to the church, and thank you, Colonel.
(The Doctor throws the scarecrow off the cart as Wolsey urges his horse
into a gallop.)
HUTCHINSON: After them! After them!
(The Malus' eyes and mouth close.)
(Turlough and Verney break the door down.)
VERNEY: We must get to the church and destroy the Malus before it
becomes too powerful.
TURLOUGH: Let's find the Doctor first.
VERNEY: We haven't got the time. We can spend the whole day looking.
(The horse and cart trot up to the lynch gate. The
Doctor runs inside as Jane and Tegan, now in her usual clothes, shut
the entrance to the passageway.)
DOCTOR: Come on, there's still a lot to do.
(The Malus' face is active again.)
DOCTOR: You didn't close the doors!
TEGAN: There was no point. Something was already inside it.
DOCTOR: This is all we need.
(The Doctor and Tegan enter the Tardis. Jane and Wolsey look at each
other then follow.)
DOCTOR: Quietly, now. Don't alarm it.
(The Doctor points at the image of a creature with a tail, hooked nose
and lions mane that is clinging on part way up the Tardis wall.)
TEGAN: What are you doing?
DOCTOR: Well, if I can lock the signal conversion unit onto the
frequency of the psychic energy feeding it, I might be able to direct
WOLSEY: Is that possible?
DOCTOR: Well, there's a remote chance.
(The scanner shows Willow and a trooper outside.)
DOCTOR: Ah. Perhaps you should close the doors.
WOLSEY: They didn't waste much time.
WILLOW: A police box?
(Willow draws his sword while a trooper tries the door.)
TROOPER: It's locked.
WILLOW: Well, don't just stand there, break it open.
(The trooper gets a piece of broken column to use as a small battering
TEGAN: Doctor, the Malus.
(It's head turns to look at them.)
DOCTOR: It's growing stronger.
(The Doctor hits the console.)
WOLSEY: Won't it work?
DOCTOR: It takes time. Excuse me, Colonel.
(Jane gets out of his way, too.)
(Verney and Turlough run in.)
VERNEY: Oh, no!
TURLOUGH: Let's find the Doctor. There's nothing we can do.
(They hear banging.)
VERNEY: What's that?
TURLOUGH: The Tardis is in the crypt. I think we should take a look.
DOCTOR: I know. It senses what I'm about. Now everybody stay perfectly
calm and still!
(Sir George mounts his horse then puts his hands
to his head.)
HUTCHINSON: No! Away. I must get to the church.
(Turlough and Verney creep in to see the
perspiring trooper still hitting the Tardis door with the stone.)
VERNEY: (sotto) What do we do?
(They pick up pieces of masonry, rush forward and hit Willow and the
trooper with them.)
DOCTOR: That's it.
TEGAN: Can you control the Malus?
DOCTOR: Not quite, but it can no longer fuel itself from the turmoil in
(Green yuk starts to pour from its eyes and mouth.)
JANE: Doctor, look.
(She points to Turlough and Verney on the scanner.)
DOCTOR: Ah. I think it's time we left this thing to die in peace.
(He reaches for the door control but Jane pulls it instead, with a
DOCTOR: So, well done!
VERNEY: Tegan, my dear.
DOCTOR: Save the greetings until later.
TEGAN: Never a dull moment.
WOLSEY: Now what?
DOCTOR: I don't know yet.
(Three ghostly troopers stand nearby. They start to move forward.)
WOLSEY: Where did they come from?
JANE: Psychic projections.
WOLSEY: I'd feel happier with a gun.
TEGAN: Wouldn't make any difference. They're not real.
WOLSEY: They look solid enough to me.
DOCTOR: The Malus' last line of defence. They'll kill as effectively as
any living thing.
(Down in the crypt, the trooper comes round. Willow is still out cold.)
TURLOUGH: We're running out of places to run.
TEGAN: The story of our lives.
VERNEY: Why don't they attack?
DOCTOR: They will, in their own time. We're the Malus' last source of
psychic energy. It'll make us sweat for as long as it can.
(The apparitions draw their swords.)
CHANDLER: I's going to die.
DOCTOR: Quiet, Will, quiet.
JANE: He's right, Doctor.
DOCTOR: Not yet, he isn't.
(The trooper stumbles in from the crypt. The three troopers put their
swords around his neck. The Malus opens its mouth and we hear his death
scream as they presumably cut his head off.)
TEGAN: Oh, no.
DOCTOR: Brave heart, Tegan.
JANE: How could that happen?
TURLOUGH: They're gone.
DOCTOR: The fight must have used a lot of psychic energy. The Malus
needs to rest. Let's go before it recovers.
(Hutchinson bursts in, brandishing a brace of pistols.)
HUTCHINSON: It is time at last! I am here, master.
(The Malus revives.)
WOLSEY: Let me deal with him.
TEGAN: He'll kill you.
WOLSEY: He used to be a man of honour. Played the war games in the way
they were intended.
DOCTOR: Forget any codes of honour Sir George might once have held.
He's now completely under the control of the Malus.
WOLSEY: He's still mortal.
JANE: Don't be a fool, Ben.
WOLSEY: I have to try. I feel partly responsible for what's happened
WOLSEY: Sir George?
CHANDLER: Be it important Sir George be dead?
DOCTOR: Not if there's another way.
WOLSEY: Sir George, do you understand me?
HUTCHINSON: Who are you?
WOLSEY: Colonel Wolsey. Ben Wolsey, your friend.
HUTCHINSON: Get back!
WOLSEY: We have something to settle.
DOCTOR: Sir George, it's important you listen.
(Willow suddenly wakes up.)
DOCTOR: Listen to Colonel Wolsey. Concentrate your thoughts. You must
break free from the Malus.
HUTCHINSON: Free? Why, I'm his willing servant.
(Hutchinson has moved round to stand in front of the Malus.)
DOCTOR: You're his slave. He only wants you for one thing.
HUTCHINSON: You're mistaken. He's offered me enormous power.
DOCTOR: The Malus is here for one reason. To destroy. It's the only
thing it knows how to do.
WOLSEY: Now listen to the Doctor.
HUTCHINSON: I don't believe you.
DOCTOR: Without you, the Malus is helpless. Through you it feeds on the
fear and anger generated through the war games. Once it's strong
enough, it will destroy you.
DOCTOR: Listen, Sir George. Your village is in turmoil. You're pointing
a gun at a man who's a friend. That's the true influence of the Malus.
Can't you feel the hate and rage inside your head? Think, man! Did you
have such feelings before you activated that thing?
(Hutchinson is in pain.)
HUTCHINSON: I, I don't, I.
(He drops a pistol as he clutches at his head. Willow enters with his
dagger drawn and goes up to Wolsey, who also pulls a dagger.)
(Turlough and the Doctor pull them apart. Will runs up to Hutchinson
and pushes him into the Malus.)
CHANDLER: It better you be dead!
(Hutchinson dies with a scream.)
CHANDLER: It be better he be dead.
DOCTOR: It's all right, Will. It's all right.
JANE: We must seal up the church.
VERNEY: And inform the authorities. It has to be destroyed.
(The roof starts to fall in.)
TURLOUGH: Now what?
DOCTOR: The Malus knows it's lost. It's going to fulfil its
programming, Clear the ground, destroy everything it can. Come on!
DOCTOR: Quickly! Inside.
TURLOUGH: Does it have the power?
DOCTOR: Enough to keep Will here and level a church. Come along.
DOCTOR: Close the door, would you?
(Jane does so.)
DOCTOR: Hold on.
(The Tardis dematerialises as the roof and tower fall in on the church.
Then it explodes.)
DOCTOR: The Malus has destroyed itself.
WOLSEY: Thank God.
JANE: Well, now that it's gone, was it a beast or a machine?
DOCTOR: Oh, a living being, reengineered as an instrument of war and
sent here to clear the way for an invasion.
TURLOUGH: What went wrong? Why didn't they invade?
DOCTOR: I don't honestly know. I must look to see if there's anything
in the computer about it.
TURLOUGH: If the Malus is destroyed, why is Will still here? You did
say he was only a psychic projection.
DOCTOR: Ah, yes, yes. It seems I was mistaken. The Malus was able to
intermingle the two time zones for a living being to pass through. Must
have had incredible power.
TEGAN: That's the last time I pay an unexpected call on you.
VERNEY: As a rule, the villagers and I are much more welcoming.
WOLSEY: There'll be lots of clearing up to do, in more ways than one.
We'll need all the help we can get.
(Wolsey offers his hand to Willow, who shakes it.)
WILLOW: And no recriminations?
WOLSEY: Not on my part.
JANE: Nor mine.
DOCTOR: Well, that seems to be it. We'll drop you all off, then we'll
be on our way.
TURLOUGH: Er, what about our young friend here?
DOCTOR: Ah, well, him too. 1643 isn't all that far away.
TEGAN: Aren't you forgetting something?
DOCTOR: Probably. It isn't unusual. I've had a very hard day.
TEGAN: Well, we came here to visit my grandfather. Be nice to spend a
little time with him.
TURLOUGH: I must admit I wouldn't mind staying for a while.
JANE: Hmm, you're outnumbered seven to one.
DOCTOR: I'm being bullied, coerced, forced against my will. I've had
enough for one day.
VERNEY: Even if you are, agree, man.
DOCTOR: All right. Just for a little while. We've a great deal to do.
TURLOUGH: Good. I quite miss that brown liquid they drink here.
TURLOUGH: No, er, tea.
CHANDLER: What be tea?
DOCTOR: Oh, a noxious infusion of oriental leaves containing a high
percentage of toxic acid.
CHANDLER: Sounds an evil brew, don't it.
DOCTOR: True. Personally, I rather like it.