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Monday 2 October 2023

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 Votesthrough 
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 Darknessbut 
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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Tuesday 2 November 2021

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.

Tuesday 2 February 2021

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.” ] “

Thursday 24 December 2020

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. 




Monday 25 March 2019

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 ritualdramaliterature, 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.