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.