Written by Barry Letts, directed by Brian Lighthill.
Transcribed by Nicola Mody
(c) 1998 by the British Broadcasting Corporation. Series created by Terry Nation. This is a dialogue transcript for research purposes and is not for sale under any circumstances. Transcript and format (c) 2002 by Nicola Mody
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[Scorpio] |
VILA |
[eating] Does that mean we’ve given up? |
AVON |
Do you have to speak with your mouth full? |
VILA |
I’m not—I’m not going through another hyper-jump with an empty stomach. Have we given up? That’s all I’m asking. |
SOOLIN |
Mission aborted, yes. I’m beginning to think we should never have agreed to it in the first place. |
TARRANT |
No...no...no! |
DAYNA |
He’s coming round. |
TARRANT |
Ah...ah... |
DAYNA |
It’s all right, you’re back on board. |
TARRANT |
Where...what...what happened? |
AVON |
Thanks to your habitual arrogance, you nearly finished the lot of us. |
TARRANT |
What? |
DAYNA |
You forgot your bracelet, Tarrant. |
TARRANT |
Ah. |
AVON |
And we’re not clear yet. Slave, report. |
SLAVE |
One minute ten seconds to hyper-position, master. No sign of pursuit. |
AVON |
That’s odd. Orac? |
ORAC |
Still no indication of Federation activity in the vicinity of the planet. However, as I attempted to explain before, should they disable all electronic activity, they would be invisible to me. |
AVON |
Oh, that’s a great help. |
TARRANT |
I’m sorry. |
DAYNA |
No, don’t try to get up. |
TARRANT |
I’m all right. |
DAYNA |
You might have to take it easy for a while. |
TARRANT |
I tell you, I’m all right! I just...I just need a drink. Where are we going? |
DAYNA |
Back to base. |
SLAVE |
Ten seconds to hyper-jump. Ten...nine...eight... |
TARRANT |
Stop the countdown! Back! All of you, over there! |
SOOLIN |
Tarrant! |
TARRANT |
You heard me, move! |
VILA |
Oy, watch it! |
TARRANT |
This is no joke. If I didn’t need you all, you’d be dead. Now do as I say. |
AVON |
[quietly] Do it. |
SOOLIN |
What’s all this about? |
AVON |
Isn’t it obvious? |
SOOLIN |
What? Oh, yes, of course. |
DAYNA |
Servalan. |
AVON |
Precisely. |
VILA |
What are you talking about? |
AVON |
Just do as he says. |
TARRANT |
That’s better. Slave, execute hyper-jump, time distort ten, coordinates 7720 6294 8462 6133. |
SLAVE |
Er, yes, sir. Ten seconds to hyper-jump. Ten...nine...eight... |
AVON |
So where are you taking us? |
SLAVE |
...six...five...four... |
TARRANT |
We’re paying a visit to Doctor Rossum. We’re going to Kapeka. |
SLAVE |
...three...two...one...zero. |
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[Scorpio enters hyperspace] |
VILA |
[strained] You might have let me finish my breakfast... |
AVON |
Now what? Are you intending to hold that gun on us for the whole of the journey to—where was it? Kapeka? |
TARRANT |
What...I...I don’t know what...what one holding me but... |
DAYNA |
He’s going to pass out. |
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[Tarrant drops the gun] |
AVON |
Soolin, get the gun! |
SOOLIN |
Right! |
DAYNA |
It’s all right. Just take it gently. You’ll be fine. |
TARRANT |
What...what’s going on? |
AVON |
You tell us. You pulled the gun on us. |
TARRANT |
I know... I know I did. But why did I do it? I just...felt that I had to, like voices in my— |
SOOLIN |
But not any more? |
TARRANT |
No, I...no. |
VILA |
You’d better sit down before you fall down. |
AVON |
Well away from the guns, if you don’t mind. |
TARRANT |
But I wouldn’t... I don’t get it. |
SOOLIN |
It sounds to me like a post-hypnotic suggestion. You were out cold when we picked you up from Syndexia. Maybe you were in a hypnotic trance. What did Servalan do to you? |
VILA |
Does it really matter? The point is that we can turn round and go home now. |
AVON |
How do you suggest that we turn round when all directions are the same? |
VILA |
Eh? |
DAYNA |
He means that we’re going to Kapeka whether we like it or not. Once we’re out of hyperspace we can talk about going home. |
AVON |
If that’s what we decide. Servalan must have a very good reason for wanting to send us to Kapeka. I’d like to know what that reason is. If she hypnotised Tarrant— |
ORAC |
My programming makes it impossible for me not to interrupt. |
AVON |
What is it, Orac? |
ORAC |
I took the precaution of logging on to the main computer of Syndexia, as is my wont. I would suggest that the one who calls himself Tarrant was not hypnotised, but had a syndeton nanochip implanted in his hypothalamus— |
TARRANT |
What! |
AVON |
Quiet! |
ORAC |
—which placed him under the telepathic control of this Servalan. Her purpose— |
TARRANT |
Hang on a minute! If that’s the case, why isn’t Servalan still controlling me? |
ORAC |
I should have thought that that would be clear to the meanest intelligence. |
TARRANT |
Obviously not. Tell me! |
ORAC |
The syndeton in the nanochip provides a hyper-channel between the two brains. Once one of them is in hyperspace, the channel vanishes into the void. And so too do Servalan’s thought directions, which will be similarly dissipated and diffused— |
VILA |
Yeah, got it! You mean like when you’re three years old, peeing in the bath? |
ORAC |
One moment... That experience does not appear in my memory banks. |
VILA |
Well, you see, you need to have a— |
DAYNA |
Vila, shut up! Orac, you were about to tell us why we’re being sent to Kapeka. |
ORAC |
It is probable that what is sought is the outcome of the research upon which Doctor Rossum was engaged at the time he escaped from Syndexia and set himself up on Kapeka. |
AVON |
Ah. And what was that? |
ORAC |
A development of the simple syndeton nanochip to make possible the connection of any number of separate brains, and join them to one network coordinated by a central computer which would effectively be controlled by the one to whose neural network the total complex was tuned. |
VILA |
Um, do you think you could run through that again at a gentle trot? I lost you halfway down the back straight. |
AVON |
Don’t you see, it would be a gestalt. |
VILA |
That rings a bell. |
SOOLIN |
I should think it does. |
VILA |
Yeah, but what is it? |
TARRANT |
A whole that’s more than just the sum of its parts, like...like an ant’s nest. |
AVON |
No wonder Servalan’s after it. All the different individual brains would just become offshoots of hers. |
VILA |
I rather fancy the idea of Servalan as a queen ant. I wouldn’t give her eggs to my goldfish though. |
SOOLIN |
But where do we come in? |
AVON |
Where indeed? Orac! |
ORAC |
Unfortunately, with Servalan’s plan, there is a major— |
SLAVE |
[at the same time] Ten seconds to hyper-jump. Ten...nine...eight... [he continues to count down during the following] |
ORAC |
I have not finished my explanation. It would be most unlike— |
AVON |
Careful, Orac |
ORAC |
You should be cognisant of the fact that— |
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[Avon removes his key] |
SLAVE |
...two...one. |
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[Scorpio leaves hyperspace] |
VILA |
Give us a chance! Ohhhh... |
AVON |
Right. Back to base, or do we pay our respects to Doctor Rossum? |
TARRANT |
I’m afraid you have no choice. |
AVON |
What do you mean? |
TARRANT |
If you don’t do as I say, I shall depressurise the ship. |
THE WOMEN |
Oh. |
AVON |
Servalan. She’s got here first. |
TARRANT |
She has. Soolin? Give me that gun. Slowly. Now back away. |
SOOLIN |
OK? |
TARRANT |
Thank you. |
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[Titan] |
SERVALAN |
Commander. |
MODNITZ |
Yes, commissioner. |
SERVALAN |
Keep them in your sights. If I give the word, terminate them. Vledka. |
VLEDKA |
Yes...commissioner? |
SERVALAN |
Open a communication link |
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[Scorpio] |
TARRANT |
Orac was quite correct. We’re going down to get hold of Doctor Rossum’s new process. If it still exists. |
AVON |
What do you mean? |
DAYNA |
Why can’t she go herself? |
SERVALAN |
[over comms] Scorpio. Do you hear me? |
AVON |
Servalan. What do you want from us? |
SERVALAN |
I want the pleasure of knowing that you are fully aware of what is in store for you. You heard what your friend Tarrant said. |
AVON |
Why can’t you go down yourself? |
SERVALAN |
Why should you believe me if I told you? Ask your own computer. Slave. Tell them. |
SLAVE |
Negative. Unauthorised order. |
SERVALAN |
Tarrant. |
TARRANT |
Tell them, Slave. |
SLAVE |
Sir? |
TARRANT |
Give us a first landing report on this planet. |
SLAVE |
Yes, sir. The planet Kapeka: Earth-type, .87 mass, atmosphere nitrogen-based, 24% oxygen and no fractions inimical to human life. Largely temperate climate with adequate rainfall to support— |
SERVALAN |
Quite a little paradise, wouldn’t you say? Why don’t you have a look at it? |
AVON |
Slave? Show us. |
SLAVE |
Yes, master. [he does] |
DAYNA |
It’s on fire! |
SERVALAN |
Not quite. |
TARRANT |
Tell us why Kapeka looks like that, Slave. |
SLAVE |
Er, yes, sir. The whole planet is intensely radioactive. To descend below stratosphere level would be fatal. |
VILA |
Oh, great. |
AVON |
I see. |
SERVALAN |
Why this should be, nobody knows. Presumably some sort of nuclear disaster. Doctor Rossum is probably dead by now. |
SOOLIN |
What what’s the point of sending us down if he’s dead? |
SERVALAN |
Ahh, well. The results of his experiments, the records, may still exist, and the information that Tarrant could find for me should enable me to obtain unassailable control of the Federation. And even if he fails, I shall be able to go to bed tonight with the amusing—no, the delectable thought that you are all going to die a very nasty death. Good bye. |
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[she closes comms] |
SOOLIN |
As charming as ever. |
TARRANT |
Slave, initiate landing countdown. |
SLAVE |
Yes, sir. |
AVON |
That order is countermanded. Abort the countdown. |
SLAVE |
Yes, master. |
TARRANT |
Do it! |
AVON |
No! |
SLAVE |
Er, deeply sorry, master, but if I’m subjected to contradictory orders, my stability governor will cease to function. |
TARRANT |
You shall obey me. |
SLAVE |
Er, yes, sir. |
DAYNA |
No, don’t! |
SLAVE |
Er, no, madam. |
TARRANT |
You shall. |
SLAVE |
Er, yes, sir. |
SOOLIN |
Don’t listen to him! |
SLAVE |
No, madam. |
VILA |
Stop it! You’re giving the poor old codger a nervous breakdown. |
TARRANT |
Very well, I’ll initiate landing manually. |
SOOLIN |
No! |
TARRANT |
Yes, yes! [he shoots at her] |
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[Soolin screams, then shouts in anger and hits Tarrant] |
TARRANT |
Ohh, my head! |
AVON |
Well done, Soolin. We’ve got to stop the countdown. |
DAYNA |
[at the same time] Are you all right? |
SOOLIN |
Oh, it’s only a graze. The plasma bullet just nicked my leg. |
AVON |
Vila, have you got his gun? |
VILA |
Sure, but don’t worry, Tarrant’s not going anywhere for a bit. He’s out cold. [Tarrant moans and Vila hits him] Well, he is now. |
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[Titan] |
SERVALAN |
What’s happening? I’ve lost contact with Tarrant. Have you a visual of the ship? |
MODNITZ |
I have. |
SERVALAN |
Show me. [he does] Ah, good. She’s fired her retros, she’s going down. But why have I lost control? [she loses control] Why why why? |
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[Scorpio] |
AVON |
She’s not responding. |
SLAVE |
I have taken it upon myself to disable the manual controls, master. Once emergency landing procedures have been initiated, they must never be aborted. A crash would be inevitable. I deeply regret the necessity— |
AVON |
Quiet! Positions for emergency landing! |
SOOLIN |
Vila, Dayna. Give me a hand with Tarrant. |
VILA |
Avon, you heard what Servalan said—a very nasty death! Do something! |
AVON |
Once the engines go to full thrust, the point will be academic. Unless you’re strapped in, you’ll be dead anyway. Get to your position. Soolin. Is he still unconscious? |
SOOLIN |
Yes. |
AVON |
Strap him down. |
SOOLIN |
Well, what do you think I’m doing? Unh. There. |
DAYNA |
Not so tight, you’ll cut off the circulation. |
SOOLIN |
[grunts] Good. |
SLAVE |
Ten seconds to maximum deceleration. |
VILA |
Here we go again. |
SLAVE |
Ten...nine...eight...seven...six...five...four...three...two...one. |
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[Scorpio lands] |
AVON |
Everybody all right? |
SOOLIN |
Yes. |
DAYNA |
I’m fine. |
VILA |
What does it matter, we’re all going to die anyway. |
AVON |
Vila, you’re beginning to bore me. It seems to have escaped your memory that the outer shell of every ship is a radiation shield. |
VILA |
Oh, yeah, that’s right. So, as long as we stay inside, we’re safe? |
AVON |
Of course we are. Slave, what’s the level of radiation outside? |
SLAVE |
Er, normal, master. |
AVON |
What? It can’t be. |
SLAVE |
Forgive me for contradicting you, master. Prone as I am to error, my sensors are in perfect working order. Background radiation is at the level expected for an Earth-type planet. |
DAYNA |
But we saw it, the whole planet was glowing! |
SLAVE |
Yes, madam. At approximately 37 kilometres from the surface, the ship passed through a belt of ionising radiation— |
VILA |
Ahhh. |
SLAVE |
—which terminated abruptly at about 32 kilometres. I humbly beg your pardon for having misled you so grossly— |
DAYNA |
Thank you, that will do. |
AVON |
Slave, show us what’s outside the ship, a 360 degrees scan. |
SLAVE |
Yes, master. |
AVON |
Hmm. |
DAYNA |
Mm. |
AVON |
Jungle. Certainly no sign of nuclear disaster. |
VILA |
Does this mean we’re not gonna die? |
AVON |
It means a great deal more than that. It means that we can acquire the secret of Doctor Rossum’s process for ourselves. As long as Tarrant is out for the count, Servalan doesn’t know that it’s safe to land. [he inserts Orac’s key] Orac. Is there a central computer operating on this planet, and if there is, tell us what functions it has. |
ORAC |
I am impelled to override your question. Do not land. There is lethal radiation on the surface. |
AVON |
We have landed. There is no danger. |
ORAC |
According to the data I gathered on Syndexia, the— |
DAYNA |
The sensors show that the radiation is at a normal level. I’m afraid your are wrong this time, Orac dear. |
ORAC |
I am never wrong. The data was erroneous. |
AVON |
Answer my question. Is there a central computer? |
ORAC |
There is a central computer, bearing 263 degrees, minimum five kilometres, maximum eight. Unfortunately, the language used is one with which I am not familiar, a language of confusing texture, similar to the chaotic neural patterning of the human brain. |
AVON |
So. Not only does Rossum’s secret still exist, but he’s got it up and running. |
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[Titan] |
VLEDKA |
The commander suggests we should descend into the radiation zone. |
SERVALAN |
What? If nobody can come up with a better suggestion than that... Why? How is that supposed to help? |
VLEDKA |
Maybe...maybe the radiation is scrambling the transmission. |
SERVALAN |
Captain Vledka. You are an imbecile. And the commander is another. I lost contact before the ship started its descent. I’m going to my cabin. |
VLEDKA |
Do you wish me to, uh, join you? |
SERVALAN |
Hah! [she leaves] |
VLEDKA |
[sighs] |
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[On Kapeka] |
DAYNA |
That’s some city! |
VILA |
And the ships! There’s a fleet of them! |
AVON |
And not just shuttles either. Those are starships. |
DAYNA |
And all those people! |
AVON |
If you can call them people. Take a look through these. [he hands her the binoculars] |
DAYNA |
Thanks. [she focuses the binoculars] What on earth are they? |
VILA |
What? What? Let me see. |
DAYNA |
They’ve all got three legs. And three arms too! |
VILA |
Let me see! |
DAYNA |
Aliens! |
AVON |
Robots, more likely. |
VILA |
Look, let me see, it’s not fair. |
DAYNA |
Life isn’t fair, you’ll find that out when you grow up. [she gives in and hands Vila the binoculars] Here you are. |
AVON |
You certainly couldn’t call them androids. |
VILA |
Why are they that purple colour? |
ROBOT |
[in a synthesised Dalek-style voice] Stay exactly where you are. Throw down your guns. Obey me or you will be shot. |
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[Scorpio] |
TARRANT |
Ahh, oh, my head. W-what’s happened? |
SOOLIN |
Oh. You’re awake, are you? |
TARRANT |
What’s going on? Ow. Why am I strapped down? |
SOOLIN |
For safety. |
TARRANT |
What? That doesn’t make sense. |
SOOLIN |
[snorts] Our safety, not yours. |
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[Titan, Servalan’s cabin] |
SERVALAN |
[opening comms] Vledka. In here. I’m in contact again. |
VLEDKA |
[over comms] At once, madam. |
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[Scorpio] |
TARRANT |
Where are the others? Have we landed? What’s got into you? Why are you so unfriendly? |
SOOLIN |
You winged me in the leg, remember? |
TARRANT |
Oh. Oh, yes, I did, didn’t I. I’m sorry. I don’t know why... I can only say I’m sorry. |
SERVALAN |
[via the nanochip] That’s it, that’s it. Don’t let her know. Now, do exactly what I tell you. |
TARRANT |
Please...could you loosen the straps a bit? Just a bit looser. I shan’t try anything. Please, it’s agony. [he sighs] Why should you trust me? I wouldn’t. But she’s not here now, Servalan I mean. It must be the radiation acting as a barrier or something. Please, Soolin, it really does hurt. Look, my fingers are going white. |
SOOLIN |
Oh... All right. But no tricks. And only a touch, mind. |
TARRANT |
Ohhh. Oh, that’s better. Ah! I’m getting pins and needles. |
SOOLIN |
Yes. Well, I’m sorry it has to be like this. |
SERVALAN |
You’ve got her. She’s starting to weaken. She’s not as tough as she thinks she is. |
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[On Kapeka] |
VILA |
Don’t you find that extra leg gets in the way? I mean, if it was me, I’d be bound to trip over it. |
ROBOT |
Silence. |
VILA |
Yeah, but I’m interested— |
AVON |
Vila, shut up. |
ROBOT |
Watch them. |
ROBOT 2 |
Yes, sir. |
AVON |
[quietly] I’d feel happier if they hadn’t taken our guns. |
DAYNA |
At least they didn’t search us. I’ve still got my knife. |
VILA |
Did you notice as we drove through the city, there wasn’t one real person? |
DAYNA |
That’s right. Just these robot creatures, hundreds of them. |
VILA |
And each one uglier than the next. Why do you suppose they’re all purple? |
ROBOT |
Wait. |
VILA |
Strewth! The economy jumbo size, the daddy of them all! And this one’s purple too. |
GREAT ROBOT |
Silence! |
DAYNA |
Oh, no! |
GREAT ROBOT |
[with more expression than the other ones] Why have you come here? You—the tall one—step forward. Why do you trespass on my domain? Who are you? And what do you want? |
AVON |
To see you. |
GREAT ROBOT |
To see me? How do you know of my existence? Why—what is your name? |
AVON |
My name is Avon. And you, unless I’m very much mistaken, are Doctor Rossum. |
ROSSUM |
Avon? Avon, you bloody dear boy! Just let me get this wretched headset off. [his voice becomes normal] Ahh. Avon! If I believed in fate, you...you’re just the person to...ohh, you could not have come at a more opportune time! |
AVON |
I’m very pleased to hear it. But why the charade? |
ROSSUM |
Charade? That was no charade. The great neurobot is part of the plan and it is designed to intimidate. It’s just that until now I’ve had no opportunity to... Well, you must admit you were just a little bit frightened, hmm? |
DAYNA |
Not really. |
ROSSUM |
You must be Soolin. |
DAYNA |
Dayna. |
ROSSUM |
Dayna. Of course. And you would be Vila? |
VILA |
Yes. I would be. |
AVON |
How do you know our names? |
ROSSUM |
I’ve kept my eyes open for your...your doings, ever since your names first appeared on the FedSec computer. Anybody who’s an enemy of those rogues is my friend. Now, come and sit down. [he leads them away, his voice fading out] Now, you’re still outlaws? |
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[Scorpio] |
TARRANT |
[pleadingly] Soolin. |
SOOLIN |
What is it? |
TARRANT |
I don’t know about you, but I’m famished. We haven’t eaten since we arrived in Syndexia. Go on. [flirtatiously] You could always feed it to me. |
SERVALAN |
That’s the way. Slowly, slowly. Win her confidence. |
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[Rossum’s headquarters] |
ROSSUM |
My plans are complete, my people are ready, the great adventure can begin. And now I have you to join me. |
DAYNA |
Your people? Do you mean the robots? |
ROSSUM |
Oh, but they’re not robots, well, at least they are, but they’re far more than that. [he laughs briefly] If I were to tell you that I have—at a stroke so to speak—that I have solved all the problems of human existence, what would you say? |
AVON |
I think I’m beginning to understand. |
DAYNA |
But there aren’t any humans here. |
ROSSUM |
Oh yes, there are. Tell her, Avon. |
AVON |
They’re some sort of hybrid, half-human, half-robot. Right? |
ROSSUM |
Nearly. They’re neurobots, that’s what I call them. Yes, took me a long time to think of it; it’s good, eh? Neurobots, hmm? Anyway, my neurobots are in fact the original inhabitants of Kapeka. |
VILA |
I wondered where they’d got to. But there must have been hundreds of thousands of them. |
ROSSUM |
Nearly two million. And they had their personalities, their total brain patterns, transferred to the computer-brains of the robot bodies, leaving their original bodies just a useless, empty shell. And there you are. |
DAYNA |
But why should anybody want that to happen to them? |
ROSSUM |
Oh, where shall I start? Because there’s theoretically no limit to the capacity of the robot brain you’re given, there’s an enormous increase in the intelligence quotient. There’s no illness any more, you have virtual immortality in fact. And because you have to have flesh and blood to experience emotions, there’s no more anger, no depression, in fact no misery at all. |
VILA |
But—what about pleasure, joy, ecstasy? |
ROSSUM |
Oh, of very little use. A rational equanimity is far more efficient. Of course, there’s usually a small residue of learned patterns of feeling after the transfer, but it soon evaporates. |
VILA |
But why three legs? And three arms? |
ROSSUM |
Now, I’m really proud of that. A third leg for balance, hmm? Think of a three-legged stool. And a third strong hand to hold things while you work on them with your other two. You can see it makes sense. Oh, it’s great fun correcting the mistakes of dear old mother nature. |
VILA |
And the purple colour? |
AVON |
[interrupting] There is one thing in all this that seems to make no sense at all. |
ROSSUM |
And what is that? |
AVON |
If it’s so...so desirable to be a neurobot, how is it that you haven’t transferred yourself? |
ROSSUM |
Ah, you’ve put your finger on the nub of it. That is exactly what I’m going to do. I’m an old man with a wonky ticker as my dad used to say, my time’s running out. And you have arrived at exactly the right moment. |
AVON |
I don’t understand. |
ROSSUM |
Now that you have come to join me, today will be the day of my...my apotheosis. You shall be with me when I put on this headset for the very last time and activate the transfer I have dreamed of for so long. By the mere turning of that control, I shall enter into final communion with my creation. A unity of mind way beyond the puny understanding of these lumps of meat we live in. Today is the day I shall become a very god! ... Would you like some toasted cheese? |
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[he leaves] |
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[Scorpio] |
SOOLIN |
Tarrant! You’re such a messy eater! |
TARRANT |
No, it’s no good, it’s all going down my shirt. |
SOOLIN |
Oh, dear. |
TARRANT |
Look, there’s nothing for it, you’ll just have to undo one of my hands. |
SOOLIN |
[sceptically] Oh, yes. |
TARRANT |
Now come on, what can I do with one hand? And you can always keep out of reach. Word of a gentleman? |
SOOLIN |
Oh...well...all right, but I warn you, if you— [she releases Tarrant, who hits her] Oh! Oh! |
TARRANT |
Remarkable what you can do with one hand. I gave up being a gentleman years ago. |
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[Rossum’s headquarters] |
AVON |
Hmm. He certainly seems a trifle disturbed. |
VILA |
A trifle disturbed? A trifle? He’s got scrambled eggs inside that bonce of his. |
DAYNA |
But what could this great adventure of Rossum’s be? We should have found out. |
AVON |
I would guess that all the neurobots function through the king-sized one that Rossum was wired up to when we arrived. And if he’s going to transfer himself into that, then he’s not so far wrong. He will be a demigod compared with the human race, and then what? |
VILA |
[thoughtfully] I wasn’t imagining it, was I? He did say toasted cheese? |
DAYNA |
A takeover bid? The rest of mankind, is that what you think? |
AVON |
What else could it be? And with an army of two million, all in his control... |
VILA |
I’ll go and chase it up, right? |
AVON |
[distracted] What? Oh yes, sure. |
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[Vila leaves] |
AVON |
And the most dangerous thing of all as that he thinks he’s some sort of saviour. |
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[Scorpio] |
TARRANT |
Slave, would a spacesuit protect me from the radiation outside? |
SLAVE |
Oh, certainly, sir. However, no protection is necessary. |
TARRANT |
What? Explain! |
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[Titan] |
SERVALAN |
No radiation! |
VLEDKA |
What is it, madam? |
SERVALAN |
Quiet! ... Vledka! A gunship with a full complement of troopers—now! |
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[Elsewhere in Rossum’s headquarters] |
ROBOT |
Ah. Mr Vila. |
VILA |
Just the...the man...the neuro...just the bloke I was looking for. |
ROBOT |
I was on my way to find you, sir. |
VILA |
[tentatively hopeful] Dinner ready? |
ROBOT |
If you will follow me... |
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[Rossum’s headquarters] |
DAYNA |
Vila’s a long time. Do you suppose he’s all right? |
AVON |
More to the point, what trouble is he getting into? I expect he went to find Rossum. |
DAYNA |
[opening a door] Well, he’s not here. |
AVON |
[opening another door] There’s somebody...through there. Behind the great neurobot. |
DAYNA |
Look! Lying on that table! |
AVON |
Vila! |
ROSSUM |
[entering] Ah! There you are. I’ve got a surprise for you. Vila? Come and say hello to your friends. |
VILABOT |
[entering, his synthesised voice still recognisably Vila’s] Hi there! Dinner’s nearly ready, apparently. |
DAYNA |
Vila! |
VILABOT |
What’s happened to my voice? |
AVON |
Look at your hands—all three of them! |
VILABOT |
Oh, no! W...what have you done to me? |
ROSSUM |
Well, it takes a little getting used to, but you’ll soon feel the benefits. |
AVON |
How dare you! |
ROSSUM |
But you, you agreed to join me. How else could I— |
AVON |
You must change him back! |
ROSSUM |
I assure you, in a few hours, you’ll be— |
VILABOT |
Please, I couldn’t bear to live like this! |
ROSSUM |
Once we’ve incinerated the husk, ha, that’s probably... |
AVON |
[dangerously] You burn them? |
ROSSUM |
Well, of course we do. Always. Hygiene, you know. And then, Vila, you’ll feel entirely different. All I have to do is press this button— |
DAYNA |
No! Stop! |
VILABOT |
Noooooooo! |
AVON |
You mustn’t do it! |
ROSSUM |
I have offered you the greatest gift... |
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[Tarrant teleports in] |
DAYNA |
Tarrant! |
TARRANT |
Get back against the wall! I mean it! I shan’t hesitate to shoot. You too! |
DAYNA |
OK, OK. |
AVON |
I should do what he says, Doctor Rossum. |
ROSSUM |
Don’t wave that thing at me, young man. |
AVON |
What do you want? What’s going on? |
TARRANT |
You’ll find out as soon as Servalan gets here. What’s wrong with Vila? Has he passed out? |
VILABOT |
It’s all your fault, Tarrant. |
TARRANT |
Vila? |
VILABOT |
If you hadn’t forgotten your teleport bracelet... I’ll kill you. I’ll kill you for doing this to me! |
TARRANT |
Keep back! [he fires] |
VILABOT |
Aaaaaugh. [he dies] |
DAYNA |
This is for Vila! [she throws her knife, presumably hitting Tarrant in the arm] |
TARRANT |
Ah! Ow! Oh! [he drops his gun] |
DAYNA |
Avon, get his gun! |
AVON |
[doing so] Tarrant, get back. Stop making such a fuss. Is Vila all right? |
DAYNA |
Far from it. Half his head is blown away. He’s dead. I’ll have my knife back, please. [Tarrant cries out in pain as she retrieves it] I’ve a good mind to stick it in your guts, you bastard! |
AVON |
Dayna, it’s not his fault. Doctor Rossum, Servalan can hear every word we say. Can you fix it? |
ROSSUM |
Oh, certainly. |
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[Servalan’s gunship] |
SERVALAN |
Captain Vledka? |
VLEDKA |
Commissioner? |
SERVALAN |
He’s in that central tower with Avon and Rossum. Set us down in the courtyard. |
VLEDKA |
Madam. |
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[Rossum’s headquarters] |
ROSSUM |
There you are, my boy. You can wake up now. [he slaps Tarrant lightly] Wake up. |
TARRANT |
Mm...what? Ah. |
SOOLIN |
[opening comms] Come in, Avon. Can you hear me, Avon? |
AVON |
I hear you, Soolin. |
SOOLIN |
Tarrant’s got away. I say again, Tarrant has escaped. Look, I’m sorry, but— |
AVON |
It’s all right, Soolin, he’s here and everything’s under control. |
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[Scorpio] |
AVON |
[over comms] But Soolin... |
SOOLIN |
Yes, what is it? |
AVON |
Get yourself into a geostationary parking orbit. I’ve got a feeling we’re going to have to get out of here fast. |
SOOLIN |
Yes, I hear what you’re saying. Out. |
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[Rossum’s headquarters] |
AVON |
Now listen, Rossum. We obviously haven’t got much time. I came here for a purpose, and I don’t intend to leave empty-handed. |
ROSSUM |
What do you mean? |
AVON |
You’re going to give me the secret of syndeton control. |
ROSSUM |
Hah! You think it’s as simple as A plus B equals C? You think you can carry it away on a slip of paper? |
AVON |
No, Doctor Rossum, I don’t. I want the brain of the great neurobot. |
ROSSUM |
Never. |
AVON |
You say that you know all about me. Then you’ll know that I enjoy hurting people. And if there’s no other way... |
VLEDKA |
[entering] Hands high, the lot of you! You! Slide that gun across to me. NOW! |
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[Avon does so] |
SERVALAN |
And don’t try anything foolish, Avon. We have this place surrounded. |
ROSSUM |
[breathlessly] Oh...tha...thank goodness you’re here. |
SERVALAN |
Doctor Rossum, are you all right? |
ROSSUM |
Yes, a small attack of angina. My heart, you understand. It’ll pass, it’ll pass. But it makes it all the more imperative, that I should wait no longer— |
AVON |
No! Don’t let him do it! |
SERVALAN |
Do what? What are you talking about? Doctor Rossum, stay where you are. |
AVON |
If he puts on that headset and operates the control, he’ll be out of our reach, yours and mine. That’s what we’ve come for, you and I, to learn the secret of his power. If you let him slip your grasp now, it’s lost to both of us, forever. |
ROSSUM |
Madame Servalan, I beg you! |
SERVALAN |
So, what are you suggesting, Avon? |
AVON |
We can work together to make him talk, and share the secret when we get it. |
DAYNA |
Avon, no! |
SERVALAN |
I’ve never been one for talking. I’d have thought you know me well enough by now. I prefer to do, and do I shall. If that is where the secret lies, then that is where I shall go. |
VLEDKA |
Don’t do it, madam. |
SERVALAN |
I’m touched by your concern, captain. This headset, you say? [she puts it on] Aaaaaaugh! |
ROSSUM |
No! You mustn’t do it! |
VLEDKA |
Stay where you are! |
SERVALAN |
Ahh! This is what I’ve always dreamed of. Oh! To feel the fullness of the strength that’s flowing into my mind. I’m launched upon a torrent which is sweeping me away. [her voice becomes more robotic and other voices join it] And the torrent is Servalan! |
ROSSUM |
Oh! |
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[Servalan continues to cry out during the following] |
ROSSUM |
You must stop her. It has to be controlled. |
AVON |
What? What’s that you say? |
ROSSUM |
The enormity of the union can only be contained by an empty mind. I’ve spent years of preparation for this day. Her greed and pride will try to multiply themselves to an infinite degree. |
AVON |
You mean a positive feedback? |
ROSSUM |
Precisely that, a howl-round, a howl-round that will overload the circuitry of the brain. You’ve got to stop her! |
AVON |
Servalan! Can you hear me? |
SERVALAN |
I hear you, Avon. I hear you... |
AVON |
Servalan! You’ve won! The long fight is over! |
TARRANT |
Avon, what are you doing? |
AVON |
Quiet! You are the victor, Servalan. Nothing can stand in your way. The Federation is yours! |
SERVALAN |
Yes! Yes! Yes! |
AVON |
You will be the leader of us all, the monarch that all shall obey. The great queen of the galaxy itself. |
SERVALAN |
Oh yes! Oh yes! The queen of the galaxy at last! At last! |
AVON |
And shall be greater still. Servalan, empress of the universe. |
ROSSUM |
No, stop it, you must stop it, you will destroy the brain. You’ll destroy them all! |
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[the cries of the Kapekans can be heard under Servalan’s words] |
SERVALAN |
Oh yes! The empress of the universe. Then the peoples of the cosmos shall bow before me, the planets worship me! The stars themselves will lie beneath my feet, and all the voices of creation shall cry my name in triumph: Servalan! Servalan! Servalaaaaaan... |
ROSSUM |
What have you done! |
AVON |
It’s over. |
VLEDKA |
She’s dead. |
AVON |
Is she, Captain Vledka? So what now? Are you going to arrest us? |
VLEDKA |
Go your own way, Avon. There’s nothing more for me here. [he leaves] |
ROSSUM |
[cries out] |
DAYNA |
Doctor Rossum! |
ROSSUM |
It’s my heart. Avon...you’ve killed my dream, you’ve killed my people, and I think you’ve killed me too. |
AVON |
I have killed nothing. Your people, your neurobots, were never alive in the first place. |
ROSSUM |
W...what are you saying? |
AVON |
[opening comms] Soolin, are you there? |
SOOLIN |
[over comms] Yes, I hear you, Avon. I’m in orbit. |
AVON |
Stand by to take us up. |
DAYNA |
No! We must take Vila’s body with us. |
AVON |
Of course. Vila! [slaps Vila's cheek] Wake up! |
VILA |
What...where...oh. Hi there, Avon. Is dinner ready? |
DAYNA |
Vila! |
ROSSUM |
Alive? But that can’t be... He was transferred to that neurobot that was killed! |
AVON |
You still don’t understand, do you? Vila was never ‘transferred’. Your neurobots were nothing but automata, no more alive than a computer game. |
ROSSUM |
But...what about their bodies? The bodies I incinerated all those years ago. |
TARRANT |
You burned them alive. |
AVON |
It was you who killed your people, not I. Nearly two million of them. I’d call that genocide, Doctor Rossum. |
ROSSUM |
[chokes and gasps] Ah...oh! |
DAYNA |
Doctor Rossum! |
ROSSUM |
I...I’m sorry...I’m sorry. |
AVON |
Who are you saying sorry to, old man? |
ROSSUM |
[gasps and dies] |
DAYNA |
He’s dead. |
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[Scorpio] |
VILA |
[opening a bottle of bubbly] Quick, quick, the glasses. Come on everybody, grab one. |
SOOLIN |
Do you think this is a good idea? |
VILA |
Oh, come on, Soolin, don’t be such a wet blanket. It’s not everybody who gets to celebrate his own resurrection. |
TARRANT |
I think we’re all lucky to be alive. |
DAYNA |
I’ll drink to that. |
TARRANT |
As Vila was still alive, does that mean that Servalan was alive as well? |
AVON |
I wonder. She was still connected directly to the giant neurobot’s brain when it blew up. |
SLAVE |
Ten seconds to hyper-jump. Ten...nine... |
TARRANT |
Everyone get in position. |
SLAVE |
...eight...seven...six...five... |
VILA |
But why were they purple? |
SLAVE |
[continues to count down] |
End of Part 2 and the play - exit