Ultraworld
Original Airdate: March 10, 1980

[Three galaxies]

[Liberator in space]

[Flight deck]

(there is a signal on the detector screen)
AVON: What do you make of it? Pulsar?
CALLY: The sequence is regular enough, but no, I don't think so.
AVON: Anything on the star charts?
TARRANT: Not within this quadrant. Nothing listed, not even a Federation beacon.
AVON: It couldn't be that?
TARRANT: Why not?
AVON: This has never been a transit lane for Federation ships. It's unlikely to be one now, wouldn't you say?
TARRANT: At the rate Servalan's empire is expanding, anything's possible.
AVON: Zen, are we within visual scanner range?
ZEN: Negative.
(Vila who is sitting with Orac, laughs)
AVON: We're not disturbing you, I hope.
VILA: What? No, not at all. Carry on. I'm just teaching Orac some new tricks.
AVON: Vila is teaching Orac? No, it doesn't make sense.
DAYNA: Avon, it could be a false echo on the medium range detectors.
AVON: Yes, it could be. Zen, supply all available data on object bearing zero one, intersect five-seven. Cally, what's the distance?
CALLY: Three million spacials.
AVON: Well Zen, we're waiting.
ZEN: Preliminary scan registers nil reading.
TARRANT: Nothing at all?
ZEN: That is correct.
DAYNA: What about its electromagnetic spectrum?
ZEN: The object has no electromagnetic spectrum.
TARRANT: But it must have.
AVON: Zen, are we within visual scanner range now?
ZEN: Affirmative.
AVON: All right, let's see what this mysterious lump of nothing looks like.
(on the viewscreen there is slowly rotating silver sphere. The surface is covered in small pyramid-shaped spikes which sparkle)
TARRANT [OC]: What the hell is that?
DAYNA [OC]: Whatever it is, I don't like the look of it.
AVON [OC]: Question is, does it like the look of us?
TARRANT [OC]: Don't deny us the benefit of your brilliant insights, Avon.
AVON [OC]: You don't have to be brilliant, just observant. There's only one thing it can be, an artificial planet.
DAYNA: Artificial? You mean man made?
CALLY: Or made by an alien lifeform.
VILA: Alien. What? Where? Who's talking about aliens.
DAYNA: Go back to your class, teacher.
AVON: As Cally says, it seems likely that was constructed by an alien lifeform which would explain the absence of any electromagnetic spectrum. There must be some kind of surface shielding that blocks radiation leakage. All we've picked up were reflections.
TARRANT: But it looks dead. No atmosphere. Nothing could live on that, surely?
AVON: Not on it, no. But inside it.
(he presses several controls)
DAYNA: What are you doing?
AVON: Nothing, on all channels. Either it is dead, or there's a total radio blackout. I wonder what they have to hide.
DAYNA: I'm not keen on finding out.
TARRANT: Well, this time, neither am I.
AVON: Don't you find it interesting?
DAYNA: You'll be telling us next, we can learn a lot from whoever built it.
AVON: Well, we certainly have nothing to teach them, unless it's how to remain ignorant. What do you think, Cally? Shall we stay and observe or shall we scuttle off with our closed minds intact?
CALLY: It would be dangerous to go too near.
TARRANT: My feelings exactly.
AVON: All right. We'll put the Liberator in orbit a thousand spacials out.
DAYNA: And just observe?
AVON: Is that safe enough for you?!
TARRANT: All right, I'll set a course to bring her in.

[Liberator in flight]

[Flight deck]

VILA: No, Orac, you don't understand. I say 'Where to space pilots leave their ships?' and you say 'I don't know, where do space pilots leave their ships?'.
ORAC: And supposing I don't wish to know that?
VILA: But you've got to say it or the riddle won't work.
ORAC: It is plainly nonsensical.
VILA: Well, of course. That's the whole idea.
ORAC: I fail to see why I take part in a meaningless, illogical conversation. It doesn't make sense and is therefore a waste of time. I'm shutting down.
VILA: Do it for me this once, Orac, please. Ready? Where do space pilots leave their ships?
ORAC: I don't know. Where do space pilots leave their ships?
VILA: At parking meteors.
AVON: He's getting worse.
(Orac shuts down)
TARRANT: If that's possible. Course laid in.
AVON: Zen, confirm acceptance.
ZEN: Navigation computers on line. Acceptance confirmed.
AVON: All right. It'll be a while before we reach it. In the meantime, I suggest we all get some rest.
TARRANT: Why not.
(the lights are dimmed. Cally stays and looks the silver sphere on the viewscreen and seems to be affected by its sparkling effect. She covers her eyes and then takes a peek)

[Liberator in flight]

[Vila's quarters]

(he speaks into a handheld recorder)
VILA: Which lock can't be opened by a key? ...An airlock. Ha, ha, ha...
(Dayna comes in the open door)
DAYNA: Vila.
VILA: Just a minute. Listen to this.
DAYNA: Vila, have you seen...?
VILA: (recording) Which lock can't be opened by a key. An airlock. Ha, ha, ha...
VILA: Yes, that's funny. Don't you think that's funny?
DAYNA: Have you seen Cally?
VILA: Everyone's a critic.
DAYNA: Have you seen her?
VILA: No, why? What's the matter?
DAYNA: I'm not sure. Someone's been tampering with the teleport controls.
VILA: What do you mean tampering?
DAYNA: The coordinates have been realigned.
VILA: Well don't look at me.
(communicator bleeps)
AVON: (on communicator) Vila, come to the flight deck. Right now, Vila!

[Flight deck]

TARRANT: Are you sure? I didn't hear it.
AVON: Wait a minute. Let me get a fix on the signal.
TARRANT: From the planet?
AVON: Somebody's trying to contact us. Listen.
(Cally's voice is heard faintly)
CALLY: (on communicator) Liberator...
VILA: Where's the fire?
CALLY: (on communicator) Calling Liberator.
AVON: Be quiet, Vila.
CALLY: (on communicator) I don't know where I am.
VILA: That's Cally's voice.
AVON: Cally, this is Liberator. Where are you? State your precise location.
CALLY: (on communicator) Help me, please. I don't know where I am.
AVON: Cally, where are you? We need your location.
CALLY: (on communicator) I don't know. ...I don't know where I am.

[Ultraworld control room]

(on a device a teleport bracelet rotates)
CALLY: (recording) Help me. ...Help me. ...Help me.
(a silver veined hand switches off the device and picks up the bracelet)

[Flight deck]

(Avon switches off the communications channel)
AVON: It's no good, we've lost it.
TARRANT: I don't understand. How did she get down there?
AVON: She must have used Orac.
TARRANT: That's not what I meant.
VILA: You'd better tell them, Dayna.
AVON: Tell us what?
DAYNA: The teleport coordinates have been altered ...to a new alignment.
AVON: So that's how.
TARRANT: How, but not why. What's the reason? Why suddenly decide to teleport down to a strange planet?
VILA: Day trip?
AVON: When the planet was on the screen, did anyone notice Cally's reaction?
VILA: I didn't.
AVON: You were too busy teaching Orac nursery rhymes.
VILA: Riddles.
TARRANT: Look, this isn't going to get her back. Let's get moving.
AVON: I wouldn't advise it.
TARRANT: Oh, and what would you advise? That we sit around exchanging speculations? You heard the transmissions. Cally's in trouble. She needs help. ...In my book you don't ignore a call from a fellow crewmember.
AVON: Meaning?
TARRANT: Meaning I'm going down. Look, if we use the same coordinates we should find ourselves...
AVON: ...in the same trouble that Cally's in.
TARRANT: We'll see.
AVON: Wait! That's an artificial planet out there, probably constructed by aliens, certainly unknown and possibly beyond our comprehension, and you are planning to go charging in without knowing what it is like or what to expect.
VILA: You've convinced me.
DAYNA: Which is a pretty strong argument for not waiting a second longer. We can't plan for something of which we've no earthly knowledge.
AVON: ...Maybe you're right. ...Let's go.
TARRANT: Touch of conscience?
AVON: More like insanity. You really believe in taking risks, don't you?
TARRANT: Calculated ones.
AVON: Calculated on what? Your fingers?
TARRANT: Looks like you've been elected to mind the ship, Vila.
VILA: Oh really, what a shame. Never mind.
DAYNA: I'll stay behind instead if you like.
VILA: No, no, no. I wouldn't want to deprive you. I can see you're 'raring to go.
DAYNA: You sure you won't be lonely?
VILA: I've got Orac for company.
DAYNA: Oh, I hope the two of you will be very happy.
TARRANT: I still can't see why she would want to go down. It doesn't make sense.
DAYNA: Does what we're doing?

[Ultraworld in space]

[Ultraworld corridor]

AVON: Let's go.
(Avon moves to a corner, the lights dim and turn green and there is a hissing sound. As they run off in the opposite direction the lights return to normal and the hissing stops. They go down a staircase and run along the lower corridor. Some coloured lights are seen flashing. Avon stops at a diagram in a frame mounted to the wall)
DAYNA: What is it?
AVON: Look.
TARRANT: A circuit diagram?
AVON: Of a computer.
DAYNA: What's it doing here?
AVON: It's a map.
DAYNA: A map?
AVON: Of this. ...We are inside a computer.
(they move off and as they pass a doorway a bright light is emitted from the room)
TARRANT: Avon. Dayna.
(they look into the room and are greeted by three aliens)

[Ultraworld control room]

ULTRA #3: We are the Ultra.
ULTRA #2: Welcome Avon, ...Tarrant, ...Dayna.
ULTRA #1: Welcome to Ultraworld.
(they follow the Ultra into the room who go and sit at a console)
TARRANT: So you know our names. What about you?
ULTRA #1: We are the Ultra.
TARRANT: So you said.
ULTRA #1: Our sole function and purpose is to gather and accumulate information.
DAYNA: All this? Just to collect information?
AVON: Data processing. Storage and retrieval. Ultraworld is a computer. Possibly the greatest concentration of computer power in the known systems.
ULTRA #3: You speak knowledgeably.
AVON: I can recognise germanium circuitry when I see it.
ULTRA #2: Avon, yes of course. The electronics expert who single-handed embezzled five hundred million credits from the Federation banking cartel. An audacious theft.
AVON: If it had worked.
ULTRA #3: And you, Del Tarrant. Graduate of the Federation Space Academy. Posted as missing along with the Federation pursuit ship which you used to run contraband in the outer planets.
AVON: You seem to know everything.
ULTRA #1: That is our mission. To gather and accumulate information on all known worlds and civilisations. Our memory banks contain a considerable amount of data about Earth.
(Ultra 1 activates a monitor which shows Earth)
ULTRA #2: Third planet of an unremarkable star.
ULTRA #3: Planetary mass is of an order which is common enough.
ULTRA #2: The atmosphere is an unremarkable mix. Principally oxygen and nitrogen. All in all your world is...
(the image on the monitor fades)
DAYNA: ...unremarkable.
ULTRA #1: Except for the dominant species it gave rise to.
DAYNA: Oh, well at least it's got something of interest then.
ULTRA #3: Everything has something of interest.
TARRANT: Yes, well, so much about us. What about you? You built all this?
ULTRA #1: Not quite.
DAYNA: Then how?
ULTRA #2: It built itself. We are merely the custodians.
ULTRA #1: You were not strictly correct in calling Ultraworld a computer. Ultraworld is much more than that. It possesses consciousness, self-awareness.
DAYNA: You mean it's alive?
ULTRA #3: By any meaningful definition of the word, yes.
TARRANT: We're wasting time.
AVON: Wait a minute. Germanium circuitry is clever stuff, but to the best of my knowledge it cannot think for itself nor can it reproduce its own structure.
ULTRA #1: You have an astute mind, Avon.
AVON: If you say so.
ULTRA #2: There is another process involved. Nucleo-plasmic absorption.
TARRANT: Oh, well that's a relief. I thought it might be something complicated.
ULTRA #1: The process is extremely complex.
AVON: Ignore him. That's what passes for wit on board our ship.
DAYNA: Your profile on our species should have included our sense of humour.
TARRANT: As you're so wise and all knowing, no doubt you can tell us what's happened to our crewmember and where we can find her.
(Ultra 1 reactivates a monitor which shows Cally, eyes closed, with devices flashing either side of her head. Avon, Dayna and Tarrant draw their guns)
DAYNA: What's the matter with her? Is she all right?
ULTRA #1: The female Cally is in a state of natural sleep. She is recovering.
TARRANT: From what?
ULTRA #2: She has undergone a severe mental trauma. We have placed her in a sleep cell to facilitate recovery.
DAYNA: What caused this trauma?
ULTRA #2: We do not know.
ULTRA #3: Our instruments can detect no physical damage.
TARRANT: We want to see her.
ULTRA #3: Of course.
ULTRA #1: A most fascinating type of humanoid species, this girl Cally. One of the few telepaths we have encountered.
AVON: Have you encountered many species?
ULTRA #1: Millions.

[Liberator in orbit]

[Flight deck]

VILA: Knock, knock.
ORAC: Who's there?
VILA: Atch.
ORAC: Atch who?
VILA: Sorry, I didn't know you had a cold.
ORAC: A cold what?
VILA: No, ...not a cold what. Just a cold. You know, cold, chill.
ORAC: I am not subject to colds and chills. Some trace deposits on my anodisers perhaps, but I am quite capable of dealing with that myself.
VILA: Forget it. Go back to sleep.
ORAC: Is this another riddle?
VILA: No.
ORAC: The idiosyncratic syntax of riddles interests me. They seem to depend for their effect on solecisms and grammatical discrepancies.
VILA: Eh?
ORAC: Do you have another riddle for me to analyse?
VILA: You'd only spoil it.
ORAC: I thought you liked riddles.
VILA: I do when I'm allowed to tell them properly. All you're interested in is the idiotic tintax or something.
ORAC: That's very clever.
VILA: What is?
ORAC: For 'idiosyncratic syntax' you substituted 'idiotic tintax'. Yes, very good.
VILA: Is it?
ORAC: Another one, please.
VILA: Right. What's the best cure for water on the brain?
ORAC: I don't know. What is the best cure for water on the brain?
VILA: A tap on the head.
ORAC: A tap on the head. Yes, I see. In this instance the word tap has a double meaning, as in 'To strike something' and as 'A device for controlling the release of fluid from a tank or pipe'. The fluid referred to is water, therefore, tap on the head has two ambivalent meanings, one pertaining to the striking of the cranium...
(Vila grabs his head in frustration)

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

(Cally is laying near-vertical, apparently asleep, against equipment which has the devices flashing either side of her head)
DAYNA: Well, she looks all right. She's breathing normally. Perhaps the Ultras were telling us the truth.
TARRANT: I don't know. Avon?
AVON: They've presented no threat so far.
TARRANT: Maybe they're biding their time.
AVON: What for? They could take us out quite easily with their technology.
TARRANT: Damn their technology. Is that all you care about? What about Cally? How did she come to be here? Why are they holding her?
AVON: According to the Ultra, Cally is suffering from some kind of mental disturbance. They put her in here for her own good.
TARRANT: But for how long?
AVON: Presumably until she recovers.
TARRANT: And you're willing to take it all on trust?
AVON: I don't take anything on trust. ...But it would be the height of stupidity to interfere and thus endanger Cally's life if that's what you were thinking of. We seem to have no choice but to accept the Ultra's word for it and also to accept that their sole function is to gather information.
TARRANT: And because they said it we're supposed to believe them.
AVON: What else are we to believe? I told you they could take us out like that. ...Why should they bother to lie?
(Tarrant leaves)
DAYNA: What was that about nucleo-plasmic absorption? I didn't understand.
AVON: Neither did I. It's outside my field. Something to do with cellular regeneration, I think.
DAYNA: Well then maybe Ultraworld is a living organism.
AVON: Maybe. We'd better contact Vila, make sure he's awake. (into bracelet) Vila. Do you read?

[Flight deck]

VILA: Knock. Knock. Who's there? The invisible man. Tell him I can't see him. Ha, ha, ha...
AVON: (on communicator) Vila. Where are you, Vila?
VILA: (into communicator) Yes, all right. I'm here. What is it?
AVON: I told you to stand by, not lie down.
VILA: I was standing by. Anyway, what's going on?

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

AVON: (into bracelet) Not a great deal. We found Cally. She seems to be all right.
VILA: (on communicator) Are you ready to teleport?
AVON: Not yet. But I want you to be.
VILA: You don't want me to come down.
AVON: I want you to be ready to teleport ...us ...up.
VILA: I was. I am.
DAYNA: (into communicator) And Vila, prime the neutron blasters just in case.
AVON: Dayna.
DAYNA: What is it?
AVON: We seem to have lost Tarrant.
DAYNA: What?
AVON: You'd better find him.
DAYNA: Right.

[Ultraworld corridor]

(Tarrant runs along past the coloured lights)

[Ultraworld control room]

(Tarrant examines a rack of tubes. He takes out the one that isn't lit up and puts it into a circular hole in the console. A man's face comes up on the monitor)
TARRANT: Who are you I wonder?
RELF: (on monitor) Specimen P seven-nine-four-three-oh-one-one, humanoid vertebrate. Subcategory menial. What information do you require?
TARRANT: Specimen. But your identity. Who are you? Where are you from?
RELF: My name is Relf of Probus Four.
TARRANT: But if your thoughts, your memories are contained in this cylinder, where are you?
RELF: No knowledge, cannot answer.
TARRANT: Are there others like you?
RELF: Yes.
TARRANT: And where are they?
RELF: Some menials like me. Others absorbed in the core.
TARRANT: Core, what's that?
RELF: No knowledge, cannot answer.
TARRANT: They exist in the core?
RELF: The core lives to expand. It must expand to live.
TARRANT: But... But what is it? What is the core? Where is it?
RELF: No knowledge, cannot answer.
(Tarrant hears a door open and removes the tube and puts it back in the rack and hides behind it. The Ultras come in)
ULTRA #3: Sleep cell.
ULTRA #1: Status?
ULTRA #2: Transference is proceeding normally.
ULTRA #3: Complete mental profile and personality spectrum is filed in memory store.
(Cally's face is on the monitor)
ULTRA #1 [OC]: Physiological characteristics.
ULTRA #2 [OC]: Transferred. Soon she will be wiped clean, ready for absorption.
ULTRA #1 [OC]: Fine specimen. Categorise as humanoid vertebrate. Subcategory, telepath.
ULTRA #3: Very shortly we can remove her from the sleep cell.
ULTRA #2: And the others?
ULTRA #1: They will be dealt with in due course.
(Tarrant reveals himself)
TARRANT: Unless the others deal with you first. ...I just hope for your sakes the process is reversible, because if it isn't...
(the Ultras approach him)
TARRANT: Keep back. Keep back.
ULTRA #1: You cannot resist the power of the core. It overcomes everything.
ULTRA #2: Everything.
ULTRA #3: Everything.
(as Tarrant stands transfixed one of Dayna's mobile bombs runs in along the floor and explodes. The Ultras cough in the smoke)
DAYNA: Tarrant. This way. Quickly.

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

(Avon finds Cally has not got her bracelet)

[Ultraworld corridor]

(Dayna and Tarrant run up a staircase and then pause)
TARRANT: We've got to warn Avon and get Cally out of that thing.
DAYNA: What have they done to her?
(Tarrant sees someone approaching out of a red glow)
TARRANT: We have to get out of sight quickly.
DAYNA: Like where, for example?
TARRANT: Come on.
(they hide under the staircase)

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

AVON: (into bracelet) Vila, do you read?

[Flight deck]

VILA: (into communicator) Yes, go ahead.

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

AVON: (into bracelet) Ever alert as usual.
VILA: (on communicator) You know me. What's up?
AVON: We could be ...correction, we are in trouble. Stand by to bring us up. I'll keep this channel open.
VILA: I'll get back to the teleport. What's the problem?
AVON: Right now, your guess is as good as mine. But it doesn't look promising.
(Relf grabs Avon from behind)

[Flight deck]

VILA: (into communicator) Go on, Avon. Are you there? ...I'm here. Are you there? ...Avon. ...Oh no. ...Oh please, no.

[Ultraworld corridor]

(a group of menials pass Dayna and Tarrant in hiding. Tarrant restrains Dayna from giving themselves away)
DAYNA: What now?
TARRANT: (into bracelet) Avon, this is Tarrant. ...Come in.

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

(Avon's bracelet is on the floor. Cally is no longer there)
TARRANT: (on communicator) Avon, are you there? ...Do you hear me? ...Avon? ....Cally is in danger. ...Avon, do you hear? ...Cally is in danger.

[Ultraworld corridor]

DAYNA: Cally? What have they done to her?
TARRANT: Something called transference. Ever seen a lizard suck a bird's egg dry? Well, that's what they were doing to Cally's brain. Draining her memory and personality and transferring them to the memory store.
DAYNA: That was the purpose of the sleep cell. And afterwards what happens to...
TARRANT: ...whatever's left? I don't know. The Ultra talked about absorption, whatever that is, ...or maybe the victims end up like those ...walking dead.

[Ultraworld control room]

ULTRA #1: Step forward menial.
(Relf steps forward)
ULTRA #1: You have your next instructions. You understand them?
ULTRA #1: Proceed.
ULTRA #1: So now there are three left.
ULTRA #3: For a supposedly intelligent species they are remarkably stupid.
ULTRA #2: And when we've taken all five?
ULTRA #1: Then we take the prize exhibit for the museum, ...the ship.

[Liberator stationery in space]

[Flight deck]

(Vila is wondering what to do. He unplugs Orac's activator)
VILA: You'd only bite my head off anyway.
(he plugs the activator back in)
VILA: Orac, can you give me some advice?
ORAC: Please do not waste my time with foolish generalities. I must insist you ask specific questions.
VILA: Oh, shut up you arrogant pile of junk.
(he unplugs the activator and throws it across the flight deck)

[Ultraworld corridor]

(Dayna and Tarrant run to a stop)
TARRANT: Now where?
DAYNA: Well, ...we're lost.
TARRANT: Perhaps not.
(he sees a map and looks at it)
TARRANT: We're here. That's where we are. Here.
(he suddenly is moved to run off)
DAYNA: Tarrant, where are you going?
(she follows him. There is a pounding sound)
DAYNA: Tarrant, what is it? What's that sound?
TARRANT: There's a door back there. Quick!
(menials are approaching)

[Ultraworld storeroom]

TARRANT: Dayna.
(he closes the door)
DAYNA: Oh, it's cold in here.
TARRANT: It's freezing.
DAYNA: What do you suppose this is?
TARRANT: A storeroom, I would say if there was anything stored here. Sh.
TARRANT: They've gone.
(he turns on the light)
(there are three menial bodies hanging by their armpits on racks. Dayna gasps)
TARRANT: You wanted to know what happens to them afterwards. Here's your answer.
DAYNA: Are they dead?
TARRANT: If they're not, they soon will be. No organism could withstand this temperature for very long.
DAYNA: What's going to happen to them?
TARRANT: Absorption.
DAYNA: Absorbed? Into what? The memory store?
TARRANT: No. Their brain patterns are already stored there. These are just the empty husks, their minds wiped clean. ...Perhaps they're food.
DAYNA: Food? For what?
TARRANT: For thought.
DAYNA: You mean their bodies have...
(footsteps approach. Three menials come in. One is Relf. Dayna covers him from behind. The other two menials remove one of the bodies on a gurney. Dayna sneezes and Relf turns round. She waves her hand in front of his eyes and gets no response. As the other two menials go back past the door without the gurney, Relf follows them)
DAYNA: What now?
TARRANT: Let's follow, see where they go.

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

(Avon is on the sleep unit)
ULTRA #2: Sleep will soon come. And when it does transference will take place. It is quite painless. You will feel nothing....
(he breaks Avon's bracelet)
ULTRA #2: ...ever again. Your mind will be released from your body. That is all.
AVON: First of all you have to make me sleep. I tend to suffer from insomnia.
ULTRA #2: You will sleep.
AVON: I don't plan to.
ULTRA #2: Do you suppose you have a choice.
(he switches on the sleep unit)
AVON: I will not sleep. ...I will not sleep.

[Ultraworld absorption unit]

(menial bodies are on a conveyor. Relf switches on the plant and the bodies begin to move)

[Ultraworld absorption unit control]

(Dayna and Tarrant are looking down on the absorption unit through a large viewing window)
DAYNA: You were right. They're feeding something.
TARRANT: But what?
DAYNA: The planet. The Ultra said it was alive, that it possessed awareness, consciousness.
TARRANT: But it's a computer, not a living organism. Memory banks, germanium circuitry. We saw it all on the screens.
DAYNA: Perhaps not all, Tarrant.
(they hear the pounding sound)
DAYNA: Listen.
TARRANT: It's coming from over there.

[Ultraworld corridor]

(Dayna and Tarrant reach an entrance where the sound is coming from)

[Ultraworld core]

(as they come in they look down on a huge brain)
TARRANT: Absorbed in the core.
DAYNA: What?
TARRANT: This is what happens to the brains when they've been wiped clean. With every new victim the core expands, increases in brainpower. It's grown this big by absorbing the billions of intelligent creatures fed into it.
DAYNA: Well, it's growing all the while. Becoming more and more powerful. Cally! What about Cally?
TARRANT: We may be too late.
DAYNA: But she could be ...in there.

[Ultraworld control room]

(the Ultras watch an image of Avon)
ULTRA #3: A strong mind. Most would have succumbed by now.
ULTRA #2: It will not be long. They struggle. They fight against it, but none can resist the power of the core.
ULTRA #3: This specimen is strong in body too. He would make a good menial when transference is complete.
ULTRA #1: No. After his brain has been cleansed it will be absorbed. The core needs new cellular tissue of such high calibre. The other male?
ULTRA #2: The one called Tarrant.
ULTRA #1: We will take him as a menial. The female will be absorbed.
(Ultra 1 brings up a display of the corridor layout showing where Dayna and Tarrant are)
ULTRA #3: They are now in section delta one.

[Ultraworld corridor]

(Dayna and Tarrant walk along cautiously)

[Ultraworld control room]

(Ultra 1 gets a pointer from Ultra 3 and touches the display ahead of Dayna and Tarrant's position)

[Ultraworld corridor]

(as Dayna and Tarrant advance there is an explosion ahead. They turn back)
DAYNA: What caused that?
TARRANT: I'm not waiting to find out. Come on.

[Ultraworld control room]

ULTRA #1: One male, ...one female. ...I think we might try a small experiment.
ULTRA #2: Experiment?
ULTRA #1: It will be useful data for the memory store.
(he uses the pointer again)

[Ultraworld corridor]

(another explosion forces Dayna and Tarrant to change direction)

[Ultraworld control room]

ULTRA #1: No, not that way. We need you for our experiment. (to Relf) Find them. Take them unharmed.
(he uses the pointer again)

[Ultraworld corridor]

(Dayna and Tarrant run up a staircase and are turned back by another explosion. Menials approach them)
TARRANT: They're trying to drive us back to the core.
DAYNA: I'm too young to be absorbed.
TARRANT: I know where we are. This way.

[Ultraworld storeroom]

(Dayna and Tarrant come in and he closes the door)
TARRANT: (to Dayna) Over there.
(Relf comes in and apparently does not see them. He leaves. Dayna turns and gasps)
DAYNA: Cally!
(Cally is on the rack between two menials)

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

(Avon finally falls asleep)

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

DAYNA: Cally, it's me Dayna. Cally, can you hear me? Do you understand? ...Cally, wake up. (to Tarrant) It's no good. There's nothing there. What can we do?
TARRANT: Reinstate her memory.
DAYNA: How?
TARRANT: By reversing the process.
DAYNA: Can it be reversed? ...Well, can it!!
TARRANT: I don't know. The Ultra transferred her brain patterns to a memory tube. All her thoughts, memories, emotions have been filed away. First we have to find that tube.
DAYNA: Well then, let's find it.
TARRANT: Dayna, wait!
DAYNA: We haven't time to wait.
TARRANT: Soon we may have all the time in the world.
DAYNA: What do you mean?
TARRANT: Look, let's use our brains instead of having them transferred. Getting caught isn't going to help Cally. Let's think about it.
DAYNA: Well?
TARRANT: (into bracelet) Vila, this is Tarrant. Do you read?

[Flight deck]

TARRANT: (on communicator) Tarrant calling Liberator. Vila, are you there? Come in.
VILA: (into communicator) Thank heavens for that. I thought you'd all gone and left me.
TARRANT: Gone where? Listen Vila, this is important.
VILA: Will somebody please tell me what the hell is going on? And where's Avon? Is he with you?

[Ultraworld storeroom]

TARRANT: (into bracelet) No. We tried to contact him and couldn't. Have you heard from him?
VILA: (on communicator) Yes and no.
TARRANT: This is no time for riddles.
VILA: You're telling me that. I was talking to him and he suddenly broke contact. Not a word of explanation.

[Ultraworld control room]

(Dayna and Tarrant are on a screen)
TARRANT: (on screen) All right, we'll see what we can do. But we've got problems of our own with Cally.
VILA [OC]: Cally's there with you?
TARRANT: In a manner of speaking.
VILA [OC]: What do you mean by that?
TARRANT: Never mind. We may have to get her up there fast, so stand by the teleport.
VILA [OC]: Why not? What else is there to do except stand by the teleport?
(Ultra 1 activates a control)

[Ultraworld storeroom]

(the two menials move off the rack and attack Dayna and Tarrant)
VILA [OC]: Did you hear what I said? ...Tarrant! ...Dayna! ...Hello. Hel...
(a menial stamps on two bracelets)

[Flight deck]

VILA: (into communicator) Hello. ...Goodbye.

[Ultraworld absorption unit]

(Avon and Cally are wheeled in )

[Ultraworld confinement cell]

(Tarrant is sitting on the bed)
DAYNA: (into intercom) No. We won't do it.
ULTRA #1 [OC]: Do you speak for both?
TARRANT: (into intercom) Yes, she does.
DAYNA: That is one thing you can't make us do.
ULTRA #1 [OC]: Perhaps not, though we might offer an inducement.
TARRANT: Such as?
(Ultra 1 is on a diamond shaped view screen)
ULTRA #1: (on viewscreen) Your fellow crewmembers are still alive. Whether they remain so is up to you. We require the human bonding ceremony.
TARRANT: Why?
ULTRA #1 [OC]: The accumulation of data is our sole function and purpose, as we have said.
DAYNA: For your cosmic encyclopaedia?
ULTRA #1: We have collected a great deal of information about Earth and its dominant species, with one important omission. We intend to rectify that deficiency.
DAYNA: And if we agree?
ULTRA #1: We shall reconsider the fate of your friends. And, ...of course, ...yourselves.
TARRANT: Is that the best you can do? No deal.
DAYNA: Tarrant, just a minute! Could you give Cally her memory back?
ULTRA #1: Perhaps.
DAYNA: So it is possible to reverse the process.
ULTRA #1: It is possible.
DAYNA: And would you release us, all four and allow us to return to our ship?
ULTRA #1: That decision must be referred to the core.
DAYNA: The core will decide?
ULTRA #1: Of course. The core is the living consciousness of the planet. We are its servants. We obey without question.
(Dayna sits down beside Tarrant on the bed)
DAYNA: Tarrant, I think we should accept the offer. Then we can return to the Liberator.
TARRANT: You can't be serious. You don't believe what they say.
DAYNA: We have to believe ...if we hope to survive. Kiss me.
TARRANT: What?
DAYNA: I said, kiss me! Come on. I can't be all that repulsive.
(Dayna and Tarrant kiss. Ultra 1 watches them. A device lowers from the ceiling)
ULTRA #1: Has the bonding ceremony begun?
DAYNA: You could say so, but we do better without interruptions.
(Dayna pulls Tarrant down onto the bed)

[Ultraworld control room]

ULTRA #1: Are you ready.
ULTRA #2: The core is awaiting the signal.
ULTRA #3: Wave emissions increasing. Locked onto spacecraft.
ULTRA #1: Focus emissions.
ULTRA #2: Is the remaining crewmember capable of piloting the spacecraft alone?
ULTRA #1: According to the female Cally's memory traces, we should have no trouble. He is weak willed and easily lead. The ship's master computer Zen will operate all primary functions on his command. But any intelligent creature with a rational thought process is as capable of being manipulated. This one is no exception.
ULTRA #3: Wave emission at optimum.
ULTRA #1: Give the signal.

[Ultraworld core]

(the brain is pulsing more)

[Liberator stationery in space]

[Flight deck]

(Vila is being mesmerised by the sparkling effects of Ultraworld on the viewscreen)
VILA: Come out. Come out, wherever you are. Help. I'm being got at. Orac, do something. You've got to help me. Help me. Activator. Activator. What did I do with it. I'll never call you names again, Orac. Never again, I promise.
(he finds the activator and plugs it in)
VILA: Orac, I need your help. There's something here.
ORAC: Not now. I am busy analysing the semantic structure of synonyms and antonyms as it pertains to the specific instance of riddles.

[Ultraworld control room]

(Dayna and Tarrant on the bed are on a viewscreen. Tarrant adjusts pillow)
TARRANT: How's that, darling? More comfortable?
DAYNA: Oh yes. Much better. Thank you, darling.
(they resume kissing)

[Ultraworld confinement cell]

(they break off kissing and Dayna removes a small object from her mouth)
TARRANT: I've heard of people having tricks up their sleeve. But this is...
(Dayna puts the object between her teeth and bites it and then holds it)
TARRANT: How long?
DAYNA: All of ten seconds.
TARRANT: As much as that?
DAYNA: Less now. About seven.
TARRANT: Or nearer five.
DAYNA: Now.
(they mouth the rest of the countdown and she throws the object)

[Ultraworld control room]

(the Ultras hear an explosion)
ULTRA #3: Is that the bonding ceremony?
(on the viewscreen the bed is empty and there is a hole in the door)
ULTRA #3: We must find them.
ULTRA #2: Leave them. They have nowhere to go.

[Ultraworld corridor]

(Dayna and Tarrant are running along)

[Liberator in flight]

[Flight deck]

VILA: There was young lady named Perkins, who was very fond of small gherkins. One day at tea, she ate forty-three, and pickled her internal workings.
ORAC: Excellent. Another one, Vila.
VILA: Don't know any more.
ORAC: Another one.
VILA: Can't remember.
ORAC: A riddle. A limerick. A word puzzle. Think, Vila, think.
VILA: There was a young man from ...from...
ORAC: From where? Think.
VILA: Can't remember.

[Ultraworld in space - one of the pyramids opens up and Liberator flies in]

[Ultraworld docking bay]

(observed from the control room metal posts secure Liberator)

[Ultraworld absorption unit]

(Dayna and Tarrant come in to the viewing gallery to see Cally secured onto the conveyor. They run down to the conveyor. Tarrant attacks a menial and Dayna stops the conveyor. Tarrant and Dayna fight with menials as they try to restart the conveyor. Dayna has freed Cally as Tarrant knocks a menial into a trolley of tubes which shatter. The menials freeze)
DAYNA: What's happening?
TARRANT: Do you mind if we talk about it later? Come on!
(they locate Avon on a gurney)
TARRANT: Get these two back to the sleep cell, I'll get the memory tubes.
DAYNA: Right.

[Ultraworld core]

(the pulsing is now causing spurts of gas and liquid from the brain)

[Ultraworld control room]

ULTRA #2: Frequency of wave emissions out of phase.
ULTRA #3: Primary circuits register overload.
ULTRA #2: Wave emissions approaching critical.
ULTRA #1: No. No. Impossible. The core is self-compensating. Check for malfunction.
ULTRA #2: Critical status is confirmed. The core is unstable.
ULTRA #1: No! Check again!

[Ultraworld core]

(the pulsing is now causing more spurts of gas and green liquid from the brain)

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

(Cally and Avon are on the sleep unit. Dayna switches on the sleep unit)

[Ultraworld control room]

(Tarrant comes in quietly. He sees Liberator on the viewscreen)
ULTRA #1: Section beta.
ULTRA #2: All circuits register overload.
(Tarrant spots two tubes on the console)
ULTRA #1: Attempt manual compensation.
ULTRA #2: Negative response.
ULTRA #1: Operate primary fail-safe terminals.
ULTRA #3: Confirmed.
(Tarrant takes the tubes and leaves)

[Ultraworld core]

(there is now a lot of smoke, sparks and small explosions)

[Ultraworld control room]

ULTRA #1 [OC]: Stabilisation.
ULTRA #2 [OC]: Negative response.
ULTRA #3 [OC]: Entering critical phase.
ULTRA #2 [OC]: But how? The wave emissions were at optimum. Nothing can resist the power of the core.
ULTRA #1 [OC]: Something did. Something we couldn't foresee and didn't allow for. Something on that ship.
ULTRA #3 [OC]: We were in control. We brought the ship in.

[Ultraworld core]

(the activity is now becoming more violent)

[Ultraworld control room]

ULTRA #2 [OC]: Terminal condition imminent.
ULTRA #3 [OC]: Without the core, Ultraworld cannot exist.
ULTRA #2: We cannot survive.
ULTRA #3: Can we prevent it?
ULTRA #2: We must.
ULTRA #1 [OC]: Activate final fail-safes. ...Now! Something on that ship...

[Flight deck]

VILA: If a woodchuck could chuck wood, how much wood could a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
ORAC: Encore.

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

DAYNA: It's so slow. Can't we speed it up?
TARRANT: We daren't risk it. If the memory traces aren't implanted exactly as before they'll end up with scrambled brain cells.
DAYNA: What's the matter?
TARRANT: The memory tubes. I just hope they're in the right order.
DAYNA: You mean you could have got them ...Well, that could be interesting.
(they hear an explosion and rush to the door)

[Ultraworld corridor]

TARRANT: The core! It's having some kind of brainstorm.
DAYNA [OC]: What do you think's causing it?
(they see someone approaching out of a red glow)
TARRANT [OC]: Overload.
DAYNA [OC]: Of what? A brain that size could cope with anything.
TARRANT: You know what they say. The bigger they are... Think of the problems the human brain has and multiply that be a couple of billion.
DAYNA: That could be quite a headache.
TARRANT: We've got one ourselves.

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

TARRANT: (to Cally) Come on. Come on!

[Ultraworld corridor]

(as the explosions continue menials stagger, fall or stop)

[Ultraworld core]

(the brain splits and begins to gush green liquid)

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

(Avon and Cally are now released from the sleep units)
TARRANT: (to Avon) Are you all right? Cally!
CALLY: Yes, I think so.
TARRANT: Good. Right, let's get out of here.
AVON: We have no bracelets.
TARRANT: They brought the ship down. It's here in Ultraworld.
AVON: Here? Can you find it?
TARRANT: Yes.
AVON: Then let's go.
TARRANT: (to Dayna) Bring Cally.
DAYNA: (to Cally) You all right?
(Cally gestures to wait a moment)

[Ultraworld corridor]

(Avon and Tarrant rush up a long staircase)

[Ultraworld sleep cell]

DAYNA: Better now?
CALLY: Yes.
DAYNA: Right. Come on.
(as they go to leave Cally is attacked by Relf. Dayna knocks him down)
DAYNA: Come on!

[Ultraworld control room]

(Avon retrieves their guns)
AVON: Watch the door.
AVON: (into communicator) Vila, are you there?
VILA: (on communicator) Who else could it be? Look just what is going on? Will somebody...
AVON: Shut up. Open the starboard airlock. We're on our way.
VILA: Why not teleport? It'll save time.
AVON: Do it!

[Flight deck]

VILA: Right!

[Ultraworld control room]

(two Ultras come in. Tarrant shoots them)
AVON: You finished?
TARRANT: Yes.
AVON: Then let's get out of here.

[Ultraworld docking bay]

(Liberator is still docked. Liberator's engines start up. Explosions are occurring)

[Corridor]

(Avon, Cally Dayna and Tarrant run in)
AVON: (into communicator) Vila, ninety degrees lateral thrust. Now!

[Ultraworld docking bay]

(Liberator tries to turn against the posts)

[Flight deck]

VILA: I wish I knew what was going on.
TARRANT: Vila, get to your place.
AVON: Full thrust. Give it everything you've got.
TARRANT: Brace yourselves.

[Ultraworld docking bay]

(Liberator has broken free and heads for space)

[Ultraworld absorption unit control]

(Ultra 1 comes in and looks at the brain through the viewing window. He screws two controls down into a console. He starts to die)

[Liberator in flight]

(Ultraworld is now an intense orange pulsing glow)

[Flight deck]

DAYNA: What did you feel like, Avon?
AVON: What?
DAYNA: Being an entry in an encyclopaedia.
TARRANT: Oh, he wouldn't mind so long as they filed him under genius.
VILA: You'd have all been filed away if it hadn't been for me, ...and Orac, I suppose.
AVON: You?
VILA: Yes, me.
AVON: What precisely did you do?
VILA: What did I do? Only saved your neck. That's what. Ask Orac. ...Go on.
(he plugs in Orac's activator)
VILA: Ask him.
AVON: Orac, is it true that we have an unsung hero in our midst?
ORAC: To whom are you referring?
AVON: Vila.
ORAC: Vila served a useful purpose in distracting and confusing the energy waves emanating from the planet.
VILA: Useful purpose.
ORAC: Meanwhile I was able to project those same wave emissions back to their primary source.
AVON: In other words, Vila acted as a kind of mental decoy.
VILA: Decoy?
CALLY: So the core was subjected to its own emissions.
ORAC: Correct.
TARRANT: Self brain washing.
DAYNA: There's poetic justice for you.
AVON: Tell me, Orac, how precisely did Vila confuse and distract Ultraworld?
ORAC: Quite simple. With a series of random and illogical brain impulses. The planet was programmed to assimilate orderly coherent thought patterns. Anything else confused it.
VILA: Eh?
AVON: You mean Vila spouted nonsense.
VILA: I resent that.
AVON: Oh, I wouldn't if I were you. Orac is saying that a logical rational intelligence is no match for yours.

[Liberator in flight]

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