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Voyager Meets Dr. Who (Part II) |
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Sick Bay. Captain Janeway, the Doctor and Seven of Nine are standing in front of the TARDIS. Andy, Eric, Leonie and
T'racy enter pushing crates suspended by anti-grav units. DOCTOR: Captain Janeway, I must protest this use of my Sick Bay as a weapon's depot. JANEWAY: I assure you, doctor, I'm not any more pleased about it than you are. Unfortunately, The Doctor's TARDIS is here. Since he is transporting the assault team to Skaro, this is the best place for a staging area. T'racy hands a PADD to Seven. T'RACY: Here's a manifest of what we were able to get from the armory. SEVEN: 1 case of photon grenades, 8 personal sidearms, 12 compression phasers with sniper sights, 10 transporter inhibitors, 10 standard issue medical kits, 10 standard issue tricorders, 2 power generators and 1 mobile replicator. Excellent. Now, if you all will follow the Doctor, he will administer the subcutaneous transponders. The group follow the Doctor to a table and he begins giving each a hypospray injection. DOCTOR: In the event of an emergency and you are unable to communicate with the ship, Voyager should be able to lock on to the transponder I'm implanting under your skin and beam you back to the ship. ERIC: Assuming Voyager will be able to get close enough to the planet. The way Tim and Jules described the defenses during the briefing, I think the odds of the cavalry coming to the rescue are small. LEONIE: That's the way to brighten the mood, Eric. ERIC: Just stating a fact. As the Doctor administers the injections; Tim, Jules, Dr. Who and Ramana step out of the TARDIS. DR. WHO: Are we ready to go? Andy turns to Seven. ANDY: That's up to our illustrious leader. SEVEN: The assault crew is all present and accounted for. The supplies we need are in these two crates. We shall load them into your vehicle and be on our way. ANDY: Lead on, oh, great leader. JANEWAY: Lt. Windes, is there a problem? ANDY: No, ma'am. JANEWAY: If you can't check your attitude at the door, I suggest you not go on this mission. I'm sure we can find someone else. ANDY: That won't be necessary, captain. JANEWAY: See that it isn't. SEVEN: Captain, the team is ready to disembark. Are there any last minute orders?. JANEWAY: None, except good luck and good hunting. SEVEN: Luck is irrelevant. We will succeed. TIM: Come on, we're wasting time. Tim and Jules return to the TARDIS. Seven leads the starfleet officers to the anti-grav units and ushers the group inside. The Starfleet officers step into a large control room and are awestruck by the sight. Eric steps back out, looks at the outside of the ordinary appearing police box and steps back inside. In the center of the room is an octagonal shaped control console. A coat tree stands next to the entrance. Ramana and Dr. Who step over to the captain. DR. WHO: Don't worry captain. You're doing the right thing. The fate of your entire galaxy rests on our shoulders. JANEWAY: I'm used to leading my troops into battle myself. DR. WHO: That won't be possible, this time. Voyager cannot make it through the orbital defenses around Skaro and we'll need a ship to return to. JANEWAY: Well, good luck, Doctor. You too, Ramana. RAMANA: Thank you, captain. Dr. Who and Ramana step into the TARDIS and find the Starfleet officers just standing and looking all around. T'RACY: How did you do that? DR. WHO: Do what? T'RACY: Your ship. This room. I mean, this just isn't right. Dr. Who looks around. DR. WHO: Looks all right to me. RAMANA: The TARDIS is dimensionally transcendental. ERIC: Dimensionally trnaswhat? RAMANA: Dimensionally transcendental. That means it's... SEVEN: It's bigger on the inside than on the outside. RAMANA: Exactly. DR. WHO: Well, enough gaping, we've got a planet to save. Dr. Who steps over to the control console and begins adjusting various knobs and switches. A large rectangular object, at first glance a replica of the TARDIS, begins to bob up and down in the middle of the console. The room is filled with a whirring, grinding sound. Outside the TARDIS, the Doctor and Janeway watch as the blue Police Box slowly fades. DOCTOR: Well, once more into the breach. JANEWAY: It feels odd, entrusting the lives of my crew to the hands of an alien I've never met before. Bring them back, Doctor, bring them back. CUT TO: Skaro. Capitol city. The TARDIS materializes onto a street in the bombed out capitol city of the planet Skaro. Everywhere around are the smoldering ruins of a once great city. Gunfire and explosions can be heard in the distance. A light drizzle of rain is falling. K-9, Dr. Who, Ramana, Seven, Jules and Tim slowly emerge from the TARDIS. Eric, Andy, Leonie and T'racy follow, pushing the anti-grav units. JULES: Welcome to Skaro. I hope you have a pleasant stay. TIM: Sorry about the mess but we're in the middle of remodeling the planet. Early ruins. SEVEN: Lt. Peters. You and T'racy move off to the left and scan for any life forms. Lt. Windes, you and Ensign Fox take the right side. Each of you are to scan a perimeter 100 meters from this location, then report back here to me. LEONIE: Yes ma'am. ANDY: Absolutely, your highness. SEVEN: Lt., do you have a problem? ANDY: No, none whatsoever. Aye, aye, captain. Yes ma'am. I will comply. Resistance is futile. SEVEN: Good. Leonie and T'racy pull out tricorders and scout to the left of the TARDIS. Andy and Eric go to the right. ERIC: Man, Starfleet. What has gotten into you? It's a good thing Seven has difficulty understanding sarcasm. ANDY: What has gotten into me? I'll tell you what has gotten into me. It's her. The Borg Brigadier. Who is she to be leading this Away Team? ERIC: Captain Janeway put her in charge. ANDY: Captain Janeway's been assimilated. Seven's not Starfleet. She's not a member of this crew. 'Oh, we found us a pet Borg. Let's bring her back to humanity and make her a bridge officer.' Meanwhile, me and several other good officers languish below decks. We're the ones who graduated from the Academy, not her. ERIC: Man, you've got it bad. Do you feel the same about me? About the rest of the Maqui? After all, we didn't attend the Academy. ANDY: That's different. You've got practical experience. You've been through combat. You know how to give orders without sounding like some blasted android. You've been lost with us for five years now. You've proved yourself. ERIC: Well, Seven can't help it if she's not been with us for five years. But she does have a lot of knowledge. ANDY: Yeah, assimilated knowledge. Stolen knowledge. ERIC: Still, she's the one in charge. Captain's orders. ANDY: Yeah, but I don't have to like it. CUT TO: Leonie and T'racy. T'RACY: You picking up anything with those Betazoid senses of yours? LEONIE: It's hard to concentrate. There's so much death and dying here, I'm having to block a lot of it out and try to sort through the rest. I don't think anyone's close by. T'RACY: These tricorders aren't picking anything up over a great distance. Too much interference in the area. CUT TO: Dr. Who, K-9, Tim, Jules, Ramana and Seven. Dr. Who, K-9, Tim and Jules walk toward a monument of some kind in the distance. RAMANA: That Lt. Windes comments were very sarcastic. SEVEN: His sarcasm is irrelevant. He will follow orders. RAMANA: Yes, but I don't think he likes them very well. SEVEN: I fail to understand his animosity. I have been placed in this position by Captain Janeway. I have given him instructions. He should carry them out without complaint. RAMANA: Perhaps he doesn't like the way you come across. SEVEN: The way I come across? RAMANA: Yes. One thing I have learned over time, partially through my experiences at school on Galleyfray but mostly during my time with The Doctor, is that people sometimes perceive command authority as arrogance. Especially in someone they haven't known for very long? SEVEN: Are you saying I'm arrogant? RAMANA: No, not necessarily. A lot of people think I'm arrogant or a know it all, mostly because my solutions are the right ones. The Doctor felt that way about me at first but now I believe he's come to respect my insights. SEVEN: What do you suggest I do to come across as less arrogant? RAMANA: I think it will just take time. This leutenant, and perhaps others, will just have to get to know you better. Perhaps if you spent some time with them in group recreation. Interact with them outside the work environment. SEVEN: Our own doctor has stated a similar tactic. I shall give it some thought. Dr. Who, K-9, Tim and Jules return to the TARDIS. RAMANA: Well, Doctor? Was K-9 able to detect anything? DR. WHO: Not much, I'm afraid. K-9: There is a lot of electromagnetic disturbance in the area, Mistress. JULES: This used to be our capitol city. That monument over there represented our aspirations of reaching out into space. It was erected in the memory of all the explorers from our past who devoted their lives in search of the unknown. TIM: Looks like the unknown found us. Leonie, T'racy, Andy and Eric return. SEVEN: Report. LEONIE: We searched to the left. Nothing but blasted out buildings. Plenty of places for someone to hide but we didn't detect anybody. T'RACY: Something is interfering with the tricorders. We couldn't get a long range scan. ERIC: We had the same problem. We scouted around on foot where we could but we couldn't scan real far. ANDY: We came upon a river about 80 meters from here. Looks like it runs through the city. JULES: That's the Aslar/Paris river. It's one of the largest rivers on the planet. It cuts the capitol in two. The star port is located at the mouth of the river about 4 kilometers downstream. DR. WHO: Star port? Ramana, do you suppose we could interface with the Dalek systems there? RAMANA: Perhaps. It would be logical for the Daleks to use it as a staging area. K-9: Master. DR. WHO: Yes, K-9? K-9: I am detecting four mechanical objects 60 meters away. They are moving in our direction. DR. WHO: Quickly everyone, find some cover. ANDY: Tim, Jules, grab some weapons. Leonie, you and.. SEVEN: Lt. Windes. I am in charge here. ANDY: Oh, sorry ma'am. Must have slipped my mind. LEONIE: Andy! This isn't the time. SEVEN: Lt. Peters is correct. Now set up a crossfire zone between these tow buildings. Hurry. Do not fire until I give the order. The group scatters. Andy and Eric take positions in the second story windows of a building fascing the street. Leonie and T'racy take position in the opposite building. Tim and Jules set up around the corner to the left and Seven takes the corner on the right. Dr. Who, Ramana and K-9 move into a building at the end of the street. While the group take their positions, objects become visible in the distance. A group of four Daleks hover down the street. The four units stop 15 meters away. DALEK 1: RE-PORT. DALEK 2: SEN-SORS DE-TECT BI-O-LOG-IC-AL LIFE-FORMS. DALEK 1: IN-VES-TI-GATE. DALEK 3: I WILL COM-PLY. DALEK 4: I WILL COM-PLY. Daleks 3 and 4 move forward. They each turn in opposite directions to scan the faces of the buildings lining the street. They stop and open fire on Andy, Eric, Leonie and T'racy's locations. SEVEN: Fire! Phaser fire erupts from the windows of the buildings. Concentrated beams converge on Daleks 3 and 4. At first they seem to have no effect then the beams increase in intensity. The two Daleks explode within moments. DALEK 1: EX-TER-MIN-ATE! EX-TER-MIN-ATE! DALEK 2: EX-TER-MIN-ATE! EX-TER-MIN-ATE! The two Daleks move forward, firing their weapons. The phaser beams move up the street towards them. Again, the Daleks seem to resist the phaser fire at first. As the phasers increase in intensity, the remaining two Daleks turn into smoking shells. After the skirmish ends, the group gathers together to assess their results. ERIC: Whoo-ah! That wasn't so hard. Did you see the way they just shattered? LEONIE: They should have done more than shattered, I had my phaser set pretty high. ANDY: Mine too. SEVEN: Interesting, they seem to be somewhat resistant to phaser fire. We will have to be all that much more diligent in our attacks. T'RACY: Perhaps we could find a weak point. Underbelly attacks perhaps? SEVEN: An excellent suggestion. I will leave that line of research up to you. DOCTOR: We need to move on. The Daleks will no doubt follow up on the loss of their patrol. The group moves out, clinging to the shadows and doorways of various buildings. Tracy and Leonie take the point, scanning as far ahead as their tricorders will allow. Andy follows a few paces behind, offering cover fire if needed. Dr. Who, Ramana, K-9, Seven, Tim and Jules follow next, pushing the anti-grav units. Eric is last in the rear guard position. With a signal from Leonie and T'racy, the column halts in the cover of a clothing store. Tattered remnants of fabric are strewn about. Leonie and T'racy move close to confer with Seven. LEONIE: We're picking up life form readings in that building at the end of the street. The readings are erratic. I think the person is injured. SEVEN: Any sign of Dalek patrols? T'RACY: No, nothing as far as the tricorders can detect. DR. WHO: Perhaps we'll be able to get some information from this person. SEVEN: Then we shall proceed with the rescue. The group stands in front of a door at what is obviously the rear of the building. The street around them is littered with the debris of several nearby buildings. Andy tries to open the door. ANDY: Locked. DR. WHO: Oh, allow me. Dr. Who pulls out a small cylindrical device from his pocket and crouches next to the door. A humming sound emanates from the device. With a muffled click, the door swings open. ANDY: How did you do that? What is that thing, some kind of lock pick? DR. WHO: A sonic screwdriver. Comes in rather handy from time to time. I don't go anywhere without it. SEVEN: We should proceed. Andy and Eric lead the group through the back door. They enter into a storage area of some kind. Crates full of various items and racks of clothing line the walls. The clothing looks like a hodgepodge of styles and eras. TIM: Jules, do you realize where we are? JULES: Sure do. The Macager Theater. We had quite a few good times here, didn't we. TIM: All those trips we'd take here as a family when we were little. JULES: I can still see us coming here. Dad and mom in their best outfits; the two of us tugging on their arms as we tried tore race to the seats. TIM: And then mom died and we stopped coming as a family. Dad threw himself into his work. JULES: Well, he had two children to care for. TIM: Jules! Mom died and dad hid in his work! JULES: Mom's death hit us all hard. TIM: So? You're right, mom's death hit us all hard. Two young children who lost their mother. Then we lost our father. He became so absorbed, so obsessed with his work. JULES: His work was important. TIM: Important? More important than helping his children grow up? He abandoned us for a wild pipe dream. He didn't realize that all his experiments and research wouldn't bring her back. JULES: But he did find a cure for her illness. Other children wouldn't have to lose their mothers like we did. He did good work. TIM: At the abandonment of his family. JULES: Ugh! This is pointless. T'RACY: The life signs are coming from this direction. Toward the stage. LEONIE: I don't know. Something's not right about this. I'm not sensing any coherent thought patterns. Even unconscious, I should sense a mind. The group step out from back stage. There, in the middle of the stage is a slumped figure. T'racy gets out a med kit and approaches the figure. She reaches the figure and starts to turn it over. LEONIE: No! Wait. T'racy, it's a trap! T'racy reacts too late to the warning. As she moved the figure, an unseen trip wire is broken. T'RACY: It's not real, it's a mannequin. From the rafters above the stage a cage drops and encloses her. Electrical bolts surge along the cage and stun T'racy. Several sand bags attached to large ropes swing down. The group duck and dodge to avoid the sandbags. Andy, Eric, Leonie and Seven open fire on the sandbags. TERRY: The trap is sprung! Move! Move! During the confusion, a group of individuals emerge from behind various entrances. With weapons drawn, they surround the group on the stage. JASON: Wait! Hold your fire. They're not tin cans. GINNY: Who are they? I've never seen anyone like them before. TERRY: I don't know. Jason, get their weapons. FLITE: They probably work for the tin cans, look at those uniforms, those weapons. SUZYQ: Kill 'em! Jason moves to gather the weapons from the group. He notices the crates of extra supplies. JASON: Hey, it looks like they brought us lots of toys to play with. I'll just take care of this, if you don't mind. TIM: No! Wait. We can explain. They're here to help us. JULES: We're not the enemy. We're from here. This is our home city. We escaped the Daleks and went ot find help. They're gonna help us beat the Daleks. JASON: Likely story. This planet is under siege. No ships can get in or out. FLITE: There turncoats. Traitors to their own kind. JULES: No! We swear. We were able to get away from the Dalek pursuit pods. We found these people and they came back to help us. TERRY: all right. Everyone wait a minute. Now, if you are who you claim you are, then how did you get back here? If you're that powerful to take out those pursuit pods, why haven't you started sending in ground troops or bombing these tin cans into oblivion? DR. WHO: Allow me to explain. I am The Doctor, and these are my traveling companions. Dr. Who reaches into one of his coat pockets. The rebels raise their weapons and watch as Dr. Who pulls out a small, white bag. DR. WHO: It's all right. Here, everyone have a Jelly Baby. Terry looks at what Dr. Who is offering, a small jelly like piece of candy. Dr. Who takes one and pops it into his mouth. DR. WHO: See, there really quite good. Terry takes one. He then snatches the bag from Dr. Who and passes it around his group. DR. WHO: There, now, don't you feel better. I find a nice Jelly Baby shared among friends can be quite calming. Now then, as to why we are here. These two people, fellow citizens of yours, risked their very lives fleeing Skaro in an attempt to find help. These people in the uniforms were nearby and picked up Tim and Jules distress beacon. I happened to be on their ship and assisted them in destroying the Dalek pursuit pod. I've had quite a bit of experience at fighting the Daleks mind you. Because of this, I know the danger the Daleks pose to this galaxy. I offered to help fight the Daleks and get them off your planet. Now we're here, ready to fight and so happy you found us. GINNY: What do you think? FLITE: I think there turncoats. GINNY: I meant Terry. TERRY: Hmmm... Sounds plausible. We haven't been ambushed by any tin cans. If they meant to do us harm, they would have done so by now. I say we take them back with us and let Ruth decide. GINNY: Are you sure that's wise? TERRY: Well, if they're genuine, then we need all the help we can get. If their lying, we can always dispose of them. SEVEN: What about our comrade in your cage. She is injured and needs medical help. Will you let us assist her? TERRY: Oh, sure. Ginny, reset the trap. Maybe next time we'll be able to capture a tin can like we were supposed to. Ginny raises the cage and Leonie rushes over to the slumped body of T'racy. She scans her with a tricorder. LEONIE: She's unconscious. I can't find any physical trauma except for a couple of burns. She's just stunned. I'll give her something to help her come around. Leonie takes a hypo and injects T'racy. Within moments, T'racy staggers to her feet. T'RACY: Wh... what happened? I feel woozy. FLITE: I'll tell you what happened. You set our Dalek trap off, that's what happened. T'RACY: Ugh, Dalek trap? FLITE: That's right. We were gonna find out what made those tin cans tick but you went and sprung the trap. Now we have to reset it and try again. TERRY: Flite, enough talk. Help Ginny reset the trap. Then prepare to move out. A short time later the group begins to move out. Terry and his rebels surrounding the would be rescuers. The group makes their way to a tattered subway entrance. Terry stops the group, bends down and hammers a repetitive sound out with a nearby rock. As the echo fades, a different pattern is heard in response. TERRY: OK, we can move on. Ruth will meet us at the junction. As the group proceeds down the subway tunnel, Leonie senses something and draws closer to Seven. LEONIE: We're being watched. There is a large group of people in the darkness. ANDY: With weapons trained on us, no doubt. I would do the same. The group rounds a corner and comes to a platform in a lit portion of tunnel. Standing on the platform is Ruth, the leader of this resistance group. With her are four heavily armed bodyguards. RUTH: Who are these people, Terry? TERRY: I'm not sure. These two claim to be from here. They say they were able to flee Skaro and bring back help to overthrow the Daleks. FLITE: I think they're tin can lovers. We should just whack 'em and be done with it. RUTH: Yet, if they're legit, they would be valued assistants. But that's the big question, isn't it? If they are who they claim to be. How will we determine if their story is true or not? As Ruth speaks, a commotion is heard from beyond the entry to the platform. A woman comes through the doorway and runs up to Ruth. She begins speaking but stops when she notices Tim. D'ALAIRE: Ruth! The south group reported in that they... You! TIM: Hello, D'alaire. D'ALAIRE: You! Aargh! In a sudden fit of rage, D'alaire spins around and storms off. ERIC: Who is that? TIM: My ex... To be continued |
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