Interior Allocation of Space

[ There is a LOT of Continuity fouling up 

The System. TOO MUCH 

Ambient Complexity.]

— a CHOICE of Emergencies …

…..We’d better dematerialise, first.

[They can’t.] ….The TARDIS 

is very sluggish … 

…. We may not have 

any Choice at ALL.

The Third Policeman  :

[outside] : GET The KEY —

…..it’s dragging us BACK!

….. We’ll have to find some more 

Power from SOMEWHERE…

The Boy (anxiously) : 

— The CLOISTER Bell..!!

Shut The Door, then —

….. there must be some

way of simplifying this —

….. Architectural Configuration, 

that’s the one; interior 

allocation of Space.

[ straightens up and looks 

DIRECTLY into The Camera ]

ADRIC [Who is Us] — I’m going to 

JETTISON Romana’s ROOM.

The Boy :

 ……are you sure?

This is LIFE, nothing’s SURE —

The Boy : 

…. I’m sorry, I just —

(Snaps) Now, Do YOU Want 

a QUICK DECISION, 

or a DEBATE!?!?

The Boy : 

SORRY!

[ He empties The Recycle Bin, and 

The Ship INSTANTLY is in Motion. ]

You see….? There’s 

no need to shout —

“That machine was deliberately 

disguised as A Police Box!”

Yeah, but it wasn’t, was it?

It only looks like A Disguise

because he’s put it, exactly

where A Police Box 

usually sits --

It’s not A Disguise --
It’s A Communications Device.

It’s A Pharos.

You’re supposed 

to notice it, just like 

Ian & Barbara and 

The Tribe of Gum do.

That’s why it 

doesn’t blend in, it’s 

never blended in --

She wants to be seen.

It's A Police Box! What on earth's it doing here? These things are usually on the street, but  — 

Feel it. Feel it. Do you feel it? 

It's a faint vibration. 

It's alive!

“And what's more The Evidence 

seems pretty conclusive that it hasn't 

been covered up by natural erosion or 

other forces : It seems to have 

been deliberately buried.”