Spock’s Beard

Why Conspiracy Theorists are 

Taking Over the World - Naomi Klein

Intelligence Squared

 #doppelganger #intelligencesquared #deepfakes

Bestselling author and activist Naomi Klein goes down the rabbit hole in pursuit of her doppelganger – another well known writer with a name similar to hers but whose views couldn’t be more different from her own. 

She finds herself returning again and again to a place she calls Mirror World, where conspiracy theorists, anti-vaxxers and wellness influencers make common cause with far-right propagandists and demagogues. 

In conversation with journalist Ruchira Sharma, Klein sheds light on our own culture as we turn ourselves into polished virtual brands, publicly shame our enemies, watch as DeepFakes proliferate and whole nations flip from Democracy to something far more sinister. 

CBS-News Anchor : 

One of The World's leading physicians 

describes Donald Trump as, "America's Shadow". 

In a recent article, 

Dr. Deepak Chopra writes about how 

The Shadow includes all Dark Impulses 

like Hatred, Aggression, Sadism, 

Selfishness, Jealousy and more --

This comes as Dr. Chopra unveils

a new Health and Wellness app. 

Earlier, Josh Elliott talked to Dr. Chopra 

about his new push for Wellness 

as well as The 2016 Presidential election 

Dr. Deepak Chopra :

We have to Thank Donald Trump for 

Giving Permission to the entire American Public 

to expose The Shadow -- 

He represents The Collective Shadow right now.

The Shadow is that part of ourselves 

that We're embarrassed by --

You know, There's a Racist, There's a Bigot, 

There's a Hater, There's a Prejudiced Person, 

in ALL Human Beings, You know? 

We can't accuse just ONE person of being Racist, 

or Bigoted, or Prejudiced, or Ethnocentric 

or full of Hate, that part comes out 

when There's Crisis, when 

There are Dehumanizing 

conditions, such as War, when 

There's poor Leadership, when 

There's just Confusion in Society --

So, He represents that, and in a way, 

to Become AWARE of that is to start 

The Healing Process.

So I Think the fact that 

He has become abusive, 

He's displayed The Abuser 

in ALL of Us. 

We have that Shadow, and 

The Shadow is primitive and yet, 

millions have expressed Their Support 

for him with Their Votes, through 

The Primary Season, to this point. 

Q.) Is it Fair, then, to Say that, perhaps, 

You Do not Line-up Donald Trump in 

The Crosshairs, so much as The Electorate 

that has supported him to this point? 

He's an exaggerated expression 

of something primitive in All of Us, 

so just to be aware of that, is - 

It's to bring Light to The Shadow.

You can't fight The Shadow, 

with The Shadow, okay? 

You can't fight Darkness 

with Darkness, but 

You CAN Shine The Light. 

So, He's Helping Us 

to Shine The Light -- 

Q.) What are Your Thoughts, then, 

on the presumptive Democratic 

nominee, now, Hillary Clinton? 

Dr. Deepak Chopra :

I Think right now, that's 

The Choice we have: 

If You have to make a Conscious Choice, 

We have to ask ourselves, 

WHO Our Leader will BE --

For the rest of The World, you know, 

Leadership comes at several levels; 

So, He represents 

Survival and Safety -- 

You might say, you know, 

The First Level of Need, 

but We have OTHER Needs... 

We have Needs for Success, for Jobs, 

for Love, for Compassion, for Higher Consciousness; 

for Creating a more Peaceful, Just, Sustainable, 

Healthier and Happier World, so We have to Decide : 

Who Do We want to represent Us 

and I know in fact you will be petting a follow-up piece to it --

It's certainly.... It's another.... 

It's an Interesting Way of Looking, 

as a Way of Looking at Ourselves, right now --

What is it in Him, that has 

brought-out this amazing 

Vulgarity of Dialogue, and 

Given Permission to everyone to be 

Politically Incorrect as well -- In fact, 

if You're Politically Correct, right now, 

You are -- You're not even cool. 

It's not cool to be Polite, Courteous, 

Deferential, Have Good Manners anymore.

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CRACKÈD

[Interrogation room]

(Madred is having an egg for his meal) 

Gul Madred:  

Oh, you're awake. 

Have something to eat. 

I insist.  Boiled taspar egg. 

It's a delicacy I'm happy to share with you. 

(Madred gives Picard a knife to slice the top off the very large egg, but this one isn't boiled. The contents are still alive and moving. Picard downs it in one) 

Gul Madred: 

Wonderful. Wonderful. 

I Like You, Human. 

Most people become ill 

at the sight of live taspar. 

I remember the first time 

I ate a live taspar.

 

I was six years old 

and living on The Streets of Lakat. 

There was a band of children, 

four, five, six years old, 

some even smaller, desperately Trying to Survive. 

We were thin, scrawny little animals, 

constantly hungry, always cold. 

We slept together in doorways, 

like packs of wild gettles, 

for warmth. 

Once, I found A Nest. 

Taspars had mated and built a nest 

in the eave of a burnt-out building 

and I found three eggs in it. 

It was like finding Treasure. 

I cracked one open on the spot and ate it, 

very much as you just did. 

I planned to save the other two. 

They would keep me Alive 

for another week. 

But of course, 

an older boy saw them 

and wanted them, 

and he got them. 

But he had to 

break my arm to do it. 

The Human: 

….must be rewarding for you, 

to repay others for all those 

years of Misery.

Gul Madred: 

What do you mean? 

The Human: 

“Torture has never been a reliable 

means of extracting Information.”

“It is ultimately Self-defeating 

as a means of Control.”

“One wonders that it's still practiced.”

Gul Madred: 

I fail to see where this analysis 

is leading….

The Human: 

Whenever I look at you now, 

I won't see A Powerful Cardassian Warrior. 

I will see A Six Year Old Boy,

who is powerless to Protect Himself. 

Gul Madred: 

Be quiet. 

The Human: 

In spite of all you've done to me, 

I find you a pitiable man. 

Gul Madred: 

Picard, stop it, or I will turn this on 

and leave you here in agony all night. 

Capt. J-L Picard : 

Ah! You called me 'Picard'!

Gul Madred: 

What are the Federation's defence plans for Minos Korva? 

Capt. J-L Picard: 

There are four lights. 

(Madred uses the agoniser.) 

Gul Madred: 

There are five lights. 

How many do you see now? 

Capt. J-L Picard: 

(in agony) 

You are six years old. 

Weak and Helpless. 

You cannot Hurt Me. 

Gul Madred: 

How many? 

Capt. J-L Picard: 

Sur le pont d'Avignon, on y danse…..

JOOLS

 I hope I have viewing rights.

 HARRY

 Be our guest.

TESSA storms out.

 JOOLS

 Lively this side of the river isn’t it?

 HARRY

 Do you want him now or later?

TOM thinks just for a moment.

 TOM

 Right away.

INT. THAMES HOUSE - THE GRID - DAY 3. 0700

TOM is by the pods. He claps his hands.

 TOM

 Listen up everyone!

They are all ears.

 TOM (CONT’D)

 When our guest arrives no staring. He’s a

 returning hero, right? Zoe, when he passes

 your station say hello, normal as you can.

He jumps off table and goes to the pods. A moment. Then

PETER SALTER - still in black combat gear - approaches

from the other side of the pods, flanked by two SPECIAL

BRANCH HEAVIES. He comes through the pods.

TOM extends a hand.

TOM Peter.

PETER Tom?

Shakes. The pod closes, Special Branch men still behind

it.

TOM

 I thought we’d use Harry’s office.

 PETER

 He’s not here?

 TOM

 Some function. He was over the moon to hear

 you’re out. He’ll be here soon as he can.

FROM PETER’S POV: he looks across the Grid. His vision is

a little blurred. There is a low but even ringing in his

ears - we hear it.

GENERAL POV:

 ZOE

Hello Peter.

PETER Zoe.

She smiles. Not a crack. TOM and PETER have reached

HARRY’s office. TOM opens the door.

INT. THAMES HOUSE, MEETING ROOM - DAY 3. 0702

HARRY, JOOLS, TESSA watching intently as - on screens -

TOM and PETER enter HARRY’s office.

 JOOLS

 Bug your own office do you Harry?

 HARRY

 Just for special occasions.

ZOE slips in.

INT. THAMES HOUSE - HARRY’S OFFICE - DAY 3. 0703

TOM and PETER SALTER. They sit. Not with the desk between

them.

 TOM

 Are you OK?

 PETER

 Yeah I’m OK, touch of tinnitus ... With the

 bang bangs.

TOM producing two glasses and a bottle of malt.

 TOM

 (Pouring.)

 Well here we go, Harry’s finest.

 PETER

 Not for me.

 TOM

 Anyway.

 (Toasts him.)

 A triumph.

 PETER

 You reckon?

 TOM

 Though you were so off piste you weren’t even

 on the mountain.

A little laugh. PETER is forced to laugh too. TOM sips.

 TOM (CONT’D)

 So let’s do the details. Personnel, what

 they’re planning. It is the President’s visit

 they’re going for?

A beat. PETER is trying to get his game plan together.

He’s very wary of TOM’s improvisations.

PETER Yeah.

 TOM

 Where’s their HQ?

 PETER

 They had me blind folded.

 TOM

 Any feelings?

 PETER

 I felt East Anglia.

 TOM

 East Anglia. Not much cover.

PETER

 There were sheds ...

 TOM

 Aircraft hangers?

 PETER

 Could be.

 TOM

 Don’t matter, we’ve got the girl. She’ll tell

 us.

PETER very still.

FROM PETER’S POV: the slight blur, the tinnitus. TOM

seems at a strange remove to him.

 TOM

 And cos of your cover, you went along with

 this ... Silly university stunt. What was the

 point - theft to raise funds?

GENERAL POV:

The moment hangs.

 PETER

Right. They’re broke.

A beat.

 TOM

 Yeah, we picked the girl up. she got away

from the University, but then did this really

 stupid thing. She hurt herself.

PETER How?

 TOM

Broken ankle. Her comrades left her. By the

 canal.

 PETER

 They would.

 TOM

 Hard lot, are they?

PETER

 They reckon so.

 TOM

 East Anglia?

 (A beat.)

 Shall I make a leap? You always taught me to

 make leaps.

 PETER

 (Rattled.)

 Be my guest ...

TOM Wales.

There is the smallest flicker from PETER’s eyes.

INT. THAMES HOUSE, MEETING ROOM - DAY 3. 0705

 ZOE

 (Punches the air - still a whisper though.)

 Yes!

 JOOLS

 Was that a guess?

 HARRY

 (Blase.)

 East Anglia’s the opposite side of the

 country to Wales.

INT. THAMES HOUSE - HARRY’S OFFICE - DAY 3. 0706

A pause. Then PETER pours a glass of whisky.

 PETER

 Have you just cracked me?

 TOM

 (Very softly.)

 I don’t know. You tell me.

 PETER

 Fuck you Tom Quinn.

 (He downs the whisky.)

 The old Cernwyth Army Range, North of the

 Black Mountains. I trained there when it was

 alive - the same faces, same places come

 around. Cheeky though, eh? Anarchists holing

 up on derelict MOD property. They’re in

woodland that was called Red Alpha on the

 maps.

INT. THAMES HOUSE, MEETING ROOM - DAY 3. 0707

HARRY at once, pointing at ZOE.

HARRY Go!

She’s half out of the room already.

INT. THAMES HOUSE - HARRY’S OFFICE - DAY 3. 0708

PETER looks around. He sees ZOE crashing, running, half

falling across the Grid. He laughs.

 PETER

 Do you really have Andrea?

 TOM

 Oh yes. Paddington Green nick. The Special

 Branch quiz masters are with her.

 PETER

 Those animals. I want her here. Now.

TOM Sure.

He lifts a phone.

 TOM

 Bring Miss Chambers over to Thames House.

INT. THAMES HOUSE, MEETING ROOM - DAY 3. 0709

HARRY on the phone.

 HARRY

 Rightaway Tom.

Puts phone down.

 JOOLS

 Use the SAS attachment in Hereford. They’ve

 got a Chinook, they’ll love something to do.

 HARRY

 (Already dialling again.)

Absolutely.

INT. THAMES HOUSE - HARRY’S OFFICE - DAY 3. 0710

 TOM

 So you walked.

PETER Yeah.

 TOM

 (Low.)

 You, of all people. Why, Peter?

 PETER

 Boredom. Crippling, chest tearing, bum

 clenching boredom. With what the country’s

 become ... Boredom with buy, sell, image,

 credit card Nirvana and nothing else. I mean

 when the Soviet Union was crap you felt yeah,

 we’ve got something. My Dad died for it.

 Democracy. But now ... Nothing. It’s all gone

 ... Dead. No one believes in anything

 anymore. Then there was Andrea. This ... posh

 girl, turning herself inside out. For what

 she believed. The passion for a new life, it

 tore her apart, run her ragged and nearly

 bonkers but ... she was in good faith. I

 always thought that about you, Tom. You are

 in good faith.

 TOM

 And you threw everything away to go on a

 little robbery for your new Anarchist faith?

 It was a feint, wasn’t it. What were you

 doing there, Peter? In a Geography

 Department?

 PETER

 When Andrea’s here I’ll tell you.

They look at each other. TOM gives nothing away. But

PETER reads him right.

 PETER (CONT’D)

 She will be here.

 (a beat)

 She won’t. Because you don’t have her.

TOM I...

 PETER

 The old tricks are the best, eh?

 TOM

 You trained me.

 PETER

 You bastard...

The tinnitus is worsening. PETER holds his head.

 TOM

 Peter. Come back to us. You know we don’t

 burn our own. You’ll be given a desk job for

 a while, something decently meaningless. Then

 retirement, pension, the perks. You can be

 with Andrea.

It has become very intimate between them.

 PETER

 She got back to Wales?

 TOM

 We assume so. Peter, don’t make us crucify

 you.

 PETER

 I’ve got to go to the bog.

TOM Sure.

Stands.

INT. THAMES HOUSE - THE GRID - DAY 3. 0712

TOM and PETER make their way to the men’s loo.

Surreptitious eyes follow them.

INT. THAMES HOUSE - GENT’S LOO - DAY 3. 0714

PETER and TOM enter.

PETER goes into a stall. He tries to close the door - TOM

stops him and keeps it open.

TOM

 Peter. I still respect you. I want to keep

 that.

 PETER

 You won’t put me out to grass, will you?

 There’ll be no dream retirement cottage with

 garden, Andrea picking roses in a see-through

 chiffon dress. Don’t kid me, Tom. There’s

 only one future for me. To go back in the

 field. As a double agent, betraying her, her

 friends, their contacts... I’d be deadly for

 them.

 TOM

 No disgrace. You’d be serving your country.

 PETER

 I think that’s what she’s doing. Forgive me,

 Tom. I’m with her world, not yours. I won’t

 betray her.

A beat. TOM is tense, he can’t read what PETER is going

to do - but he senses something is coming.

 PETER

 Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?

TOM What?

 PETER

 Would you give your life to protect what you

 believe in?

A silence.

PETER looks at him. There is a wild, almost watery look

in his eyes.

 PETER

 I would.

TOM is moving but he is a fraction too late. PETER

smashes his forearm across TOM’s throat.

TOM goes crashing to the floor, clutching at his

windpipe, unable to make a sound.

TOM’S POV LEVEL WITH THE FLOOR: PETER is taking off his

trousers very fast in the cubicle.

TOM manages to let out a cry.

GENERAL POV: Men bursting into the loo.

PETER has hanged himself in the cubicle, a trouser leg as

a rope attached the cistern’s pipe, jumping to break his

neck.

TOM lets out a terrible cry of mourning, reaching out to

PETER.

INT. THAMES HOUSE - THE GRID - DAY 3. 1829

HARRY, JOOLS, TOM. HARRY speaking.

 HARRY

 We know the terrible cost the Service can

 wreak on all of us. And how the strongest can

 be proved weak because of its demands. There

 but for the grace of God go all of us.

At TOM’s station. ZOE is looking at her computer screen,

and whispering to DANNY, over HARRY’s speech.

 ZOE

 (whispering)

 Why bust into a geography Department in a

 University, and kill yourself for it?

 DANNY

 (whispering)

 Geography. Names of towns, rivers, valleys

 and hills ... It’s mad.

 HARRY

 But don’t lose sight of the fact this was an

 extraordinary operation and a great success.

 An entire and potentially dangerous extremist

 group, stopped in its tracks. Its leader

 facing extradition. Prosecutions at home. And

 a point to the public very well made. Very,

 very well done.

Claps on the grid but the mood is still uncertain.

HARRY (CONT’D)

Now Jools Siviter will eat his hat.

 JOOLS

Well little sisters ... Big sister says ... A

 wake for Peter Salter. Free drinks on

 Vauxhall Cross, upstairs at the George Head.

 Then we can all go out with clear heads

 tomorrow to welcome the President of the

 United States to our shores. Unmolested by

 assorted euro-anarchists.

 

George Smiley’s wartime superiors described him as having “the cunning of Satan and the conscience of a virgin”. During this time, he met and recruited Dieter Frey, who would go on to become an East German intelligence operative running the intelligence circle that was the main plot point of Le Carré’s first novel, Call for the Dead

In 1943, he was recalled to England to work at Circus headquarters, and in 1945 successfully proposed marriage to Lady Ann Sercomb, a beautiful, aristocratic, and libidinous young lady working as a secretary there. Ann would soon prove herself chronically unfaithful, engaging in numerous affairs and occasionally leaving Smiley entirely, though she always returned to him after the initial excitement of the separation ended. In the same year, Smiley left the Service and returned to Oxford. 

However, in 1947, with the onset of the Cold War, Smiley was asked to return to the Service, and in early 1951 moved into counter-intelligence work, where he would remain for the next decade. 

It is reported with a reference to the real life Gouzenko affair that “the revelations of a young cipher clerk in Ottawa had created a new demand for men of Smiley’s experience”. 

In 1945, Igor Gouzenko, a Soviet cipher at the Soviet embassy in Ottawa, defected and revealed a widespread Soviet spying network in the United States, the United Kingdom and Canada that came as a considerable shock to the leaders of western nations. 

During that period, Smiley first met his Soviet nemesis, Karla, in a Delhi prison. Karla proved impossible to crack, though an increasingly desperate Smiley inadvertently revealed his own weakness – his affection for his wife, Ann – during the interrogation. 

After he offered Karla the use of his cigarette lighter – a gift from his wife – Karla stole it, keeping it as a symbol of his victory over Smiley. 

The incident would continue to haunt Smiley for the remainder of his career.

The Crucible

A NOTE ON THE HISTORICAL ACCURACY OF THIS PLAY 

 This play is not history in the sense in which the word is used by the academic 
historian. Dramatic purposes have sometimes required many characters to be fused into 
one; the number of girls involved in the “crying-out” has been reduced; Abigail’s age 
has been raised; while there were several judges of almost equal authority, I have 
symbolized them all in Hathorne and Danforth. 

However, I believe that the reader will 
discover here the essential nature of one of the strangest and most awful chapters in 
human history. 

The fate of each character is exactly that of his historical model, and 
there is no one in the drama who did not play a similar - and in some cases exactly the 
same - role in history. 

As for the characters of the persons, little is known about most of them excepting 
what may be surmised from a few letters, the trial record, certain broadsides written at 
the time, and references to their conduct in sources of varying reliability. 

They may 
therefore be taken as creations of my own, drawn to the best of my ability in conformity 
with their known behaviour, except as indicated in the commentary I have written for this 
text. [ ...Don’t Sue. ]

SOLVE ET COAGULA : Myth is What Remains After When History Meets Narrative

Women are Circular, 

Men are Linear;


Women are more interested in PEOPLE,

Men are more interested by THINGS


This is a study of the Malignant Narcissism, lust and desire to for vengeance of a single individual (a young, non-virginal woman) seizing complete control over the Female Gossip-Gestalt of an entire Society.


This is a pertinent passage felt the need to share from from Arthur Miller’s preface to his original play (w. my Emphasises) :


“The FATE of each character is EXACTLY that of his historical model, and there is no one in the drama who did not play a similar - and in some cases EXACTLY THE SAME - role in history. 


As for the characters of the PERSONS, little is known about most of them excepting what may be surmised from a few letters, the trial record, certain broadsides written at the time, and references to their conduct in sources of varying reliability. 


They may therefore be taken as creations of MY OWN, drawn to the best of my ability in conformity with their known behaviour, except as indicated in the commentary I have written for this text. [e.d.  “Don’t Sue.” ] “

A Very Curious Thing, Snobbery.

SPECTRE is a dedicated fraternity 

whose strength lies in 

The Absolute Integrity of its Members.

[ He is clearly lying when he says this -- ]

My suggestion on (b) is that SPECTRE, short for Special Executive for Terrorism, Revolution and Espionage, is an immensely powerful organisation armed by ex-members of SMERSH, the Gestapo, the Mafia, and the Black Tong of Peking, which is placing these bombs in NATO bases with the objective of then blackmailing the Western powers for £100 million or else.

Ian Fleming: memo to Whittingham and McClory

My Dear Prime Minister, 

Two atomic bombs, numbers 456 and 457, which were aboard NATO flight 759, are now in the possession of SPECTRE.

Unless within the next seven days your government pays to us £100 million in a manner to be designated by us, we shall destroy a major city in England or the United States of America. 

Please signal your acceptance of our terms by arranging for Big Ben to strike seven times at 6:00 p.m. tomorrow. 

Ernst Stavro Blofeld :

A grave deep enough, I think, 

to prevent even 007 from walking. 

Get The Girl. 

Miss Moneypenny :

United Nations, sir. 

Red scrambler. 

M :

M, here. 

Yes, we're standing by as instructed. 

I understand. 

Thank you, sir. 

No decision has been announced yet. 

Of course, there's a total news blackout, but my informant was very plain. 

How plain, sir? 

M :

They're going to buy Blofeld off. 

Sit down. 

007 :

And The Price?

M :

Amnesty. 

A Full Pardon for all Past Crimes. 

Official Recognition of his title 

when he retires into Private Life as 

Count de Bleuchamp. 

He seems to set a great store by that. 

A very curious thing, snobbery. 

CANCER

Colonist Medok is The Last Honest Man in his Society, like Doestoyevski and Solzhenitsyn before him in Russia -

HE SEES THE CANCER

HE SEES GIANT CRABS

Osiris’ Virile Member was eaten by a Crab

Bad Laws were made to be broken. 

Follow me. 

“ The World can be validly construed as  

Forum for Action, 

or as  

Place of Things. 

The former manner of interpretation – more primordial, and less clearly understood – finds its expression in the arts or humanities, in ritual, drama, literature, and mythology. 

The World as Forum for Action is a place of value, a place where all things have meaning. 

This meaning, which is shaped as a 

consequence of social interaction, is implication for action, or – at a higher level of analysis – implication  for the configuration of the interpretive schema that produces or guides action. 

The latter manner of interpretation – The World as Place of Things – finds its formal expression in the Methods and Theories of Science. 

Science allows for increasingly precise determination of the consensually- validatable properties of things, and for efficient utilization of precisely-determined things as tools (once the direction such use is to take has been determined, through application of more fundamental narrative  processes). 

No complete world-picture can be generated, without use of both modes of construal. “

(Ben is hiding amongst the instruments, watching the Doctor and Pilot.) 

PILOT: 

But, Doctor, this is forbidden territory. 

DOCTOR: 

Yes and you'll soon see why. 

PILOT: 

Stop! Stop! 

You're breaking The law! 

DOCTOR:

 Bad Laws were made to be broken. 

Follow me. 

PILOT: 

But —

(The Doctor and Pilot go into the Pipe room) 

OFFICIA: 

What's happened to the Pilot, Ola? 

The strangers have changed him! 

OLA: The Pilot is a traitor. 

CONTROL [OC]: 

The Pilot has no more authority. 

Ola is in command! 

“ME-DOK” = DOC-ME

= ‘I am The Doctor’

MEDOK: 

I'm sorry, Doctor. 

I thought he'd listen to reason. 

DOCTOR: 

Reason's the last thing a man like Ola will listen to. 

MEDOK: 

You're going to be in trouble, and it's my fault. 

OLA: 

Silence! Pilot's headquarters. Move!

[Pilot's office]

(The Colony Pilot is making his announcements.) 

PILOT: 

Shifts to stand by for greater efforts during working hours. 

The gas from the pits must be kept in constant supply at even greater pressures. 

Remember the life of the colony is dependent upon this gas. 

All industry and activity 

(An alarm sounds.) 

VOICE [OC]: 

Emergency call. Emergency call. 

PILOT: 

Yes. Go ahead, Emergency. 

VOICE [OC]: Ola requests audience immediately. Ola requests audience immediately. 

PILOT: Look, I'm extremely busy. Unless this is a major crisis, I really don't 

VOICE [OC]: Medok has been taken prisoner and one of the strangers has been captured with him. 

PILOT: Bring the stranger in. 

DOCTOR: 

Good evening, Pilot. 

Oh, what a very nice office you have here. 

PILOT: 

Now what's this all about, Doctor? 

DOCTOR: 

Well, I 

OLA: 

We found both of them in the new buildings, Pilot. 

PILOT: 

At night? How did he get there? 

Wasn't there a guard on his sleeping quarters? 

OLA: 

All my guards were out looking for Medok, Pilot. 

PILOT: 

I see. 

Very well, you may leave us, Ola. 

I will conduct the investigation myself. 

(Ola leaves.) 

DOCTOR: 

Oh, forgive me. 

This is interesting. A telescopic viewing machine. I imagine you can keep track on the entire Colony from here and direct intercommunication between all parts. 

Very up to date, I imagine. 

Excellent, excellent. And what -

PILOT: 

You don't seem to realise how serious this business is, Doctor. 

You have committed a crime. 

[ Guilt by Association ]

DOCTOR: 

A crime? 

[ Consorting w. The Enemy of The State ]

PILOT: 

What were you doing with Medok? 

You know he's a dangerous man. 

[ Un-Mutual. ]

DOCTOR: 

I'm not so sure, Pilot.

PILOT: 

You have already been told. 

He has refused to cooperate and to obey orders. 

He suffers from hallucinations. 

 

The Cosmic Hobo : 

Ah, that's The Point. 

Does he?

PILOT: 

What exactly do you mean by that? 

The Cosmic Hobo : 

Let me perhaps explain. 

(The intercom buzzes.)

PILOT: 

What is it now? 

I've already said I don't want to be interrupted. 

OLA: 

Ola reporting, Pilot. 

PILOT: 

Well, what is it?

OLA: 

Medok has made a statement. 

It completely changes the situation.

PILOT: 

Oh, very well. 

Bring him in. 

The Cosmic Hobo :

I hope you're not going to listen to everything that Medok tells you? 

[ Reverse Psychology ]

PILOT: 

Why, Doctor? 

Are you afraid of something he might say? 

DOCTOR: 

Well, in his state of mind he might say anything. 

(Ola and Medok enter.) 

MEDOK: 
Doctor.
How have they been treating you? 

OLA: 

Silence. 

DOCTOR: 

Perfectly all right, Thank You. 

OLA: 

Medok's made a further statement, Pilot. It's about the Doctor. 

PILOT: Ah. 

DOCTOR: Ah. 

PILOT: Yes, Medok? 

MEDOK: 
The Doctor wasn't helping me. 

Reciprocal Lying to Protect The Innocent is Not Lying -

Because  :


He Has Done Nothing Wrong
and Therefore 
He is Not Baring False Witness
and

Enriching The Honour of Another Enriches Oneself.

He was trying to make me give myself up. 

PILOT: 
Well, that was extremely brave. 
Why didn't you tell us this? 

DOCTOR: 
Well, as a matter of fact -

MEDOK: 
Captain, Ola didn't give him a chance. 

PILOT: 
I see. Well, it seems we owe you an apology, Doctor. 

MEDOK: 
It's better we tell The Truth, Doctor. 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. Thank you, Medok. 
I quite understand. 

PILOT: Take him away. 

OLA: Come on, Medok. 

(Ola and Medok.) 

PILOT: Well, I'm extremely sorry about it, Doctor, and of course you're free to go. 

DOCTOR: What will happen to Medok? 

PILOT: Oh, well, he'll be taken back to the hospital for correction. He'll be given another course of treatment. And when he returns to the Colony, Medok will be a changed man. 
He will cooperate and he will obey orders. 
He'll be just like the rest of us. 

DOCTOR: 
Why do you want everyone to be The Same? 

PILOT: 
Doctor, this Colony was founded many centuries ago by our ancestors who came from the Earth planet, like your young friends. 

Our ancestors believed in the virtues of healthy happiness and we have tried to keep their ideals alive. 

Sometimes, alas, it is necessary to use force. 

(into intercom) The Doctor will be returning to his quarters now. 

VOICE [OC]: 
The Doctor's escort is ready. 

PILOT: 
Well, I'm sorry to have disturbed you, Doctor, and many thanks again for your help. 

DOCTOR: 
Not at all. Thank you. Goodnight. 

(The Doctor goes to the door, but it is locked - Because of the GIANT CRABS that come out after-dark) 

PILOT: 
Oh, I'm so sorry. Goodnight. 

(The Doctor leaves. The screen comes alive with the static image of the Controller.)

CONTROL [OC]: The Doctor and his friends are to be given the advantage of high powered adaption at once. They must begin to think like members of the Colony. They are to have deep sleep and thinking patterns. We cannot have criticism from these strangers! The work to do it, it must begin immediately. 

PILOT: Emergency order from Control, top priority. Are all the cubicles connected? 

VOICE [OC]: The rest cubicles for the four strangers are all connected for deep sleep and thought patterns. 

PILOT: Very good. The process is to begin immediately. Your instructions are being carried out. 

CONTROL [OC]: 

That is good. This is an emergency. 

Control must be Believed and Obeyed! 

No one on the Colony believes in Macra! 

There is no such thing as Macra! 

Macra do not exist! There are no Macra!

DOCTOR: 

Jamie, how did you sleep? 

JAMIE: 

Oh, very badly, Doctor. 

I told Ben I kept hearing wee voices. 

DOCTOR: 

That's a Good Sign. 

That means they haven't been able to get very deeply into your brain. 

JAMIE: 
Ay? I don't understand? 

DOCTOR: 
I'll show you. Watch this. 

(He burns out more State Property)

BEN: 
You're fools, all of you! 
And just look what you've done. 
You've smashed up all this equipment. 

POLLY: 
Yes, but look here. 
If they were trying to make us believe a whole load of rubbish -

BEN: 
Rubbish? It's not rubbish. 
Control knows what's best for us. 
They want us to cooperate. 

We should be helping. 

POLLY: 
What's the matter with you, Ben? 
This doesn't sound like you at all. 

BEN: We should learn to obey. The Doctor's causing trouble. I'm going to turn him in. 

JAMIE: You don't know what you're doing, Ben. 

BEN: Get off me! 

POLLY: What's the matter with him? 

DOCTOR: 

I'm very much afraid I'm too late. 

POLLY: 

Ben! 

BEN: 

Let go of me. 

POLLY: 

Ben! 

BEN: 

Guards! Guards! 

POLLY: 

Don't let him go. 

DOCTOR: 

No, it's no use, Jamie. 

JAMIE: 

But we cannot let him go, Doctor. 

DOCTOR: You'll have to. 

Violence will get you nowhere. 

POLLY: Doctor, he's going to go and tell the guards. We've got to get you out of here. 

DOCTOR: 

We can't leave Ben. 

JAMIE: 

But he's betrayed you. 

DOCTOR: 

No, no, not Ben. 

He's not in control of his actions. 

He's been given a series of instructions and he can't help himself.