[working on his TARDIS console, singing] I don't want to set the world on fire... [BANG! Smoke comes out of the TARDIS door, followed by the Doctor carrying a piece of dematerialization mechanism. He goes to the lab bench and places it in a device clearly designed to hold the three legged item. There is a knock at the door.] Not today, thank you.
“Terror of the Autons” · Season 8, Episode 1
In this episode: Third Doctor (7), Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart (3), The Master (1), Jo Grant (1)
You know Jo, I sometimes think that military intelligence is a contradiction in terms.
LRLuigi Rossini
Who the heck are you? Well?
SStranger
I am usually referred to as The Master!
LRLuigi Rossini
Oh? Is that so?
SStranger
Universally!
MMr. McDermott
Mister Farrel tells me you've changed the mix. What right have you got to interfere? Do you know you've ruined a whole day's production?
You call this ruined?
[It's a big black shiny lump of plastic]
MMr. McDermott
Well, it's the wrong color and the wrong texture. Of course it's ruined!
You don't appreciate its full potential, do you?
MMr. McDermott
Look and I don't want to. It doesn't meet our specification.
This plastic has got unique properties, Mister McDermott. Allow me to demonstrate. [Throws the plastic on the floor and snaps his fingers]
[The plastic slowly unfolds itself into an inflated armchair]
MMr. McDermott
It's unique, right enough. So, er, you're a magician as well as a Colonel, eh?
I am many things!
Months of delicate hard work and now look at it, you ham-fisted bun vendor!
Nonsense, what you need, Doctor, as Miss Shaw herself so often remarked, is someone to pass you your test tubes, and to tell you how brilliant you are.
This thing actually attacked you?
It was going to if Mike hadn't shot it. It was horrible.
Seems as though you may be right, Doctor.
I usually am.
Well, it's dead enough now.
Jo, where were you when this thing started moving?
I was on the telephone.
And what about you, Captain Yates?
MYMike Yates
I wasn't here, I'd just gone out to, uh, fetch a tin of cocoa.
Yes, well something must have-[pause] Fetch a tin of what?
MYMike Yates
Cocoa.
Are you trying to tell me that you were going to make cocoa in my lab?!
MYMike Yates
That was the general idea. I'm sorry, Doctor.
Help, Brigadier! HELP!
The Nestenes can put life into anything made of plastic. Anything at all.
[Looking for the Doctor and Jo who are chased by 2 autons disguised as policemen] Doctor? Miss Grant?
Get down man! Get down!
[The still-masked auton shoots at the Brigadier, and the blast knocks him down. The second auton comes up behind the soldier]
YYates
Look out!
[Too late. The soldier dies. Yates and the Brigadier take pot shots at their assailants]
They're Autons! Bullets can't stop them!
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