[...]... upon row of arched windows, every one methodically broken by the industrious local vandals To shouted orders from officers and NCOs the UNIT troops leapt out of their vehicles Their boots clattered on the cobbles, as the men fanned out, covering the entrances of the building Revolver in hand, the Brigadier led the main party through the big front door, which was gaping open The electronic howl of the alien... Brigadier sat in the passenger seat of the leading vehicle consulting a folded map ‘That’s it – there!’ he said, pointing ‘Through that archway.’ The driver swung the steering wheel of the Land-rover and they shot through a sort of narrow tunnel set between two massive abandoned buildings The rest of the little convoy followed The archway led into a huge cobbled yard and there at the far end was the old warehouse,... In taking away the Doctor s knowledge of time travel theory, the Time Lords had perforce interfered very considerably with his memory These days, the Doctor frequently had the infuriating experience of not being able to make use of his own memories By now the Doctor was already heading for the door ‘Come on, Liz, I think we’d better go there right away.’ ‘Go where?’ The Space Centre, of course, it... had the chance?’ Still no reply ‘Why don’t you sit down, old chap?’ the Doctor suggested gently Suspiciously, the prisoner sat on the edge of his bunk, and the Doctor continued ‘You were under orders not to harm the Brigadier and his men, weren’t you?’ The Doctor had been given a full account of the events at the warehouse on the way over Who gave you those orders?’ ‘I can’t answer questions,’ the. .. done – short, of course, of sending up another recovery craft ’ In the control room the Doctor and Liz, assisted by the Brigadier, were checking off a number of triangulation points on an illuminated screen upon which was projected a large scale map of the world ‘Haystack, Algonquin, Arecibo, Cambridge ’ said the Doctor, and as he spoke, the Brigadier studied the map and duly checked off points in... paused at the top of the little flight of steps that led down into the main body of the control room, and glared accusingly at the Brigadier ‘Ah, there you are!’ A security guard reached out to grab the Time Lord from behind ‘Take your hands off me!’ The Doctor snapped ‘It’s all right,’ said the Brigadier hurriedly ‘I can vouch for these people.’ The baffled security man withdrew, and the Doctor swept magnificently... over the loudspeaker In the dead silence of the Control Room they could hear the faint hiss of air as Van Leyden pressed a control and the tunnel was pressurised ‘Is the air holding, Charlie?’ ‘Air pressure in tunnel okay Am moving to locking clamps ’ They saw Van Leyden unfasten himself from his chair and float gently across the tiny cabin to a circular door On the other side was the connecting arm of. .. his friends were busy at the map as the reports came flooding in Liz handed the Brigadier yet another bearing ‘From the observatory at Nancy ’ The Brigadier drew another line with his chinograph pencil on the glass screen that covered the map It went through the focal point where other similar lines intersected The Doctor looked at the map and rubbed his chin ‘London,’ he said softly ‘It’s coming from... gadget!’ Doctor, never mind the map,’ called the Brigadier ‘My people have just done a local triangulation.’ The Doctor swung round eagerly ‘What’s the exact location?’ The Brigadier sounded as if he couldn’t quite believe what he was saying ‘An abandoned warehouse, Doctor – on the outskirts of London ’ 3 ‘They’ll Never Survive ’ On the upper floor of that warehouse, in the room that had once been the manager’s... menace by entombing the Silurians in their caves – an act for which the Doctor found it hard to forgive him Liz gave the Doctor a reproachful look, but decided against re-opening the argument Instead she turned the sound up again, and Wakefield’s sonorous tones filled the room: ‘ and you can see from the radar screen – that’s the screen just to the left of Professor Cornish – that the recovery capsule . Doctor Who series copyright © British Broadcasting Corporation 1970, 1987 The BBC producer of The Ambassadors of Death was Barry Letts, the director was Michael Ferguson The role of the. reply, they would obviously repeat the message. We’ve got to break the code and answer them.’ ‘Answer who? ’ The Doctor turned to the Brigadier. The man’s a fool! How can I tell who the message. away the Doctor s knowledge of time travel theory, the Time Lords had perforce interfered very considerably with his memory. These days, the Doctor frequently had the infuriating experience of