Doctor Who: The Infinite Quest Page #4

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Power fluctuation detected, Governor.

A cell has been opened from within.

-Opened? Where?

-Cell 8447.

That cell is off-limits.

Didn't your tin pet put the Doctor in 8447?

No, I gave explicit orders

no one was to be put in with the Gover...

Governor were you gonna say?

I saw the data chip in the safe.

If you're not the Governor, who are you?

Don't you get it? He's escaped.

Your friend's let him out.

We've only been here five minutes.

Nice one, Doctor.

(METALLIC CLANGING)

No.

-What's doing that?

-Locke.

Hi, Martha. You'll never guess who I'm with.

-The real Governor?

-Oh, you guessed.

Thing is, if Locke here is the Governor,

who are you?

Warder!

You don't know what you've done,

letting him out.

Hang on. Hold this for a moment.

-There's nothing on it.

-It's psychic.

And it tells me you're

Constantine Ethelred Gurney, prisoner. Ah!

"Convicted of larceny, blackmail, fraud..."

Blah, blah. "Released..." Released!

I did my time. I got let out. I broke back in.

-That's new. Why?

-GURNEY:
Because of him!

Living here in luxury. He's an android.

He doesn't even need it.

But me? There are people across the 7 galaxies

who still want my head on a plate.

Putting my face on wanted posters.

"Wanted:
Dead or Alive."

-Open brackets, "Preferably Dead."

-Close brackets. I get the picture.

I met this guy,

sold me a nifty program on the warders.

They saw me as Locke and Locke as me.

This guy, name of Mergrass, by any chance?

You know him! Great guy.

Anyway, I kept Locke safely locked up

until you come along.

Free at last, Gurney.

-DOCTOR:
Not now, Mr. Locke. We had a deal.

-No deals.

Creatures like Gurney are beyond redemption.

Their rehabilitation is pointless. Warder.

All the prisoners in Volag-Noc

are beyond rehabilitation.

They must die.

Commencing cell sterilization on your command.

-You can't!

-Stop it now! It's not their fault.

It is the only way to cure them.

Safe!

It's the only way. It's the only way.

-Doctor, the prisoners!

-I'm on it.

How do you...

Gurney, how do we stop the killing?

I need that program

so the warders won't take Locke's orders.

No longer my problem. I'm getting out of here.

-The data chip!

-DOCTOR:
Gurney!

-Stop. Stop!

-LOCKE:
It's the only way.

COMPUTER:
Order terminated.

Oh, yes! Skill.

Now, where's my sonic screwdriver?

Mind. You'll do yourself a damage.

-There's nowhere to run!

-Got to get away from here!

Gurney? Gurney?

Greener than a seasick kitten, aren't you?

-Take me in your ship.

-I can't fly the Tardis.

Is that so? Then you're no use to me, are...

(SQUAWKING)

-It can't be.

-What?

Revenge!

-Finally!

-Baltazar.

The final dala chip at last!

Gurney! No!

Caw!

Oh, no, you don't!

-Caw?

-Sorry, Miss Martha.

Caw's been a dirty birdie.

You were working with him all the time,

weren't you?

You sent us on this hunt

for the data chips on his orders.

I'm sorry. It's the gold, see?

-He promised me all the gold I could eat.

-Caw.

Gurney, he got me right in the fusion chamber.

-I'm done for now.

-There must be something I can do.

There's not.

Doctor, listen, we have to help him.

We have to do something, please!

Caw runs on gold fusion.

Once his reactor's burned out, that's it.

Va-va-voom.

MARTHA:
Caw? Caw!

Good afternoon, Doctor.

We have some unfinished business.

Get in. Turn around. Hands in the air!

How did you find us? It's tricky to track a Tardis.

I had insider information. Have you met Squawk?

-My brooch!

-DOCTOR:
Oh, no.

This little accessory has helped me track you

every step of the way.

-Fly away, birdie.

-Squawk!

-DOCTOR:
An accessory to murder.

-Surely that's you, Doctor?

You needed a bit of help

collecting the data chips.

I knew my poor old cellmates,

who told me about the Infinite,

would never willingly give you theirs.

First, there was Kaliko.

Then there was Mergrass.

Now, he dried up very quickly.

And that was Gurney's. Pick it up.

This is why you needed me, isn't it?

You knew my Tardis could track data chips

from planet to planet.

I knew you would have something

that could read data chips

older than recorded history itself. Off you go.

-The Hesperus Galaxy.

-Next.

And that'll be the Ceres System.

-It's a map!

-Telling us the location of the Infinite.

Keep going.

I spy asteroid 7574 B?

-Yeah, B.

-Set your controls.

-We're going.

-This isn't a taxi!

Set the controls or Miss Martha gets skewered.

Look, Baltazar, the Infinite, it's a myth, a legend.

But even if it does exist,

even if it contains

a fraction of the power everyone claims,

it'll consume you, destroy you.

No, it'll give me my heart's desire, Doctor.

c;is

-That's the course laid in?

-Yes.

-And all you have to do is push the button?

-Well, more or less.

Then I don't need you anymore, do I?

(STUTTERING)

No! Doctor!

Martha? No! No!

Martha. Martha!

He'll be back.

He's a thousand light years away,

alone in the cold.

We won't be seeing him again for a while,

not before I get my heart's desire anyway.

-MARTHA:
She's huge.

-The wreck of the Infinite.

At last.

She was smashed to bits centuries back.

Flotsam spread out over half the galaxy.

I found out on Volag-Noc

that Kaliko, Mergrass and Gurney

had all come by bits of the flight recorder.

Aw, and they wouldn't share them with you?

Not even with each other.

-I guess "X" marks the spot?

-In you go.

-You're looking for the hold.

-The hold? Won't that be...

(SCREAMING)

Down? Yup.

Diagnosis, no bones broken.

Well, that's something.

(GHOSTLY NOISES SOUNDING)

Hello? Hello?

-Hello.

-Doctor!

I knew it! I knew you'd be back!

-Wait a minute. How?

-Shh.

Girl? Girly?

Martha?

-DOCTOR:
Watch out below!

-What?

Ahoy there! Meet Squawk.

All grown up now! Squawk!

(LAUGHING)

DOCTOR:
We haven't quite got the hang

of landing yet!

SQUAWK:
Doctor?

Out for the count, Squawk.

I thought I could rely on you at least.

Doctor says you're a bad influence,

like with me dad.

And now I have exactly what you need, gold.

Lots and lots of lovely, glittering gold.

Keep you fed for years.

(SQUAWKING)

DOCTOR:
Oi!

What do I keep on telling you?

Don't listen to the villains.

That hurt.

Where is she? Where's Martha?

-But what about the treasure?

-The heart's desire.

Of course, you're not the Doctor.

My heart's desire indeed.

Now you have it.

No. No! No!

-Excuse me, that's my friend you're scaring.

-Hiya.

-Can you make him go away?

-That's up to you.

-You conjured him up.

-But how am I supposed to...

-Heart's desire.

-I don't believe I walked into this.

Gotcha! I said I don't believe this!

Oh, yes!

Oh, don't even try to find my heart's desire.

Hello, you, proper you.

(LAUGHS)

Aren't you gonna ask me how I got here?

Hear about my adventures on Volag-Noc?

How I bottle-fed Squawk with gold,

reprogrammed Locke to run a better prison?

-It's been three years.

-Three years?

Two and three-quarters.

Regained a bit by flying past light speed.

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