first broadcast - 17th April 1965
(El Akir sits as his two guards bring in Barbara, and his eyes light up upon seeing her. She stands there half defiant, half afraid.)
EL AKIR: (with an evil smile) The only pleasure left for you... is death. And death is very far away.
(El Akir removes a leather purse filled with gold coins from his belt and weighs it in his hand.)
Such a prize as you is worth rewarding these men for your recapture. Would you not agree?
(He empties the coins from the bag into the palm of his hands.)
I have spent time and trouble on you... (angrily) now you cost me gold as well.
BARBARA: I'm not afraid of you.
EL AKIR: (while counting the gold) No? Yet, you run away. Is that not fear?
BARBARA: Fear has nothing to do with contempt. Or disgust.
(El Akir stops counting and stares coldly at Barbara.)
EL AKIR: You are not here to like or dislike me. Such liberties are over for you. Look at these coins... mere pieces of metal.
(Barbara looks around, faking boredom.)
No interest? You should have. These coins are going to change your laughter into tears... your joy to misery!
(Without warning, Barbara knocks El Akir's hand, and the coins go flying. The two guards dive to pick them up. Barbara shoves El Akir who, in turn, falls backward. She runs back along the corridor.)
Leave that! After her, you fools!
(One guard goes to help El Akir up, but he pushes him away. The guard then turns and sees the other guard stuffing gold in his belt pouch.)
FIRST GUARD: The gold is mine!
(El Akir struggles to his feet.)
EL AKIR: Dogs! Do you hear me, alert the palace!
(El Akir's guards look at him fearfully.)
(The two guards burst open the barred gates and enter the room. Inside there are a group of women wearing yashmaks and various exotic costumes who are terrified at this intrusion. Maimuna, alone and unafraid, stands in front of the group.)
MAIMUNA: What do you want in here? Are you both drunk? Or mad?
(El Akir appears at the doors and enters the room.)
EL AKIR: I'll have your hands and feet for this!
(El Akir grabs both of his guards by their collars, flings them around, and shoves them out the door.)
(softly) No man steps into this room but me. Now you find her, or your death will be slow.
(El Akir crosses to Maimuna and pulls her yashmak down.)
A prisoner has escaped.
MAIMUNA: No one has stepped in here, my lord. No man would dare... except your guards just now.
EL AKIR: The prisoner is a woman, and I want her found!
MAIMUNA: We have seen no one.
EL AKIR: Look... (pulling out a ring) a ruby ring... for anyone who should see her... and report it to me.
(El Akir exits. When the doors close, the group of women separate, revealing Barbara, crouched down on her knees, hidden by them all. Maimuna helps her up.)
MAIMUNA: Hafsa, run to the doors and let your ears warn us.
(One of the girls, Hafsa, runs to the doors.)
We will hide you here. We all hate him.
BARBARA: Thank you.
MAIMUNA: You will be safe. No one here will betray you.
(Fatima, another of the girls, has other ideas.)
(The scorching sun beats down upon Ian, now shirtless, and spread-eagled out on the sand. His hands and feet are tied to small stakes driven into the ground. Next to Ian is Ibrahim, an ugly looking Arabian man, wearing raggy clothing and grinning with broken teeth. Next to Ibrahim is a small pot with a stick in it. The wind blows constantly.)
IBRAHIM: (laughing and teasing) You want a little drink of water?
IAN: (in a parched whisper) Take me to Lydda. I will give you money.
IBRAHIM: (in bad English) I will fetch you money. You will tell me where I can find it.
IAN: I won't tell you anything until you undo these ropes!
IBRAHIM: It is a predicament. You are a rich lord, I can see from the things you wear.
(Ian sighs and rolls his eyes.)
But you will not share your wealth with poor, poor Ibrahim.
IAN: I am not rich--I keep telling you! Take me to Lydda and you will be rewarded.
(IBRAHAIM shakes his head and laughs.)
IBRAHIM: I am cursed with the affliction of disbelief. But I have another little scheme!
(He picks up the pot.)
A little pot of honey. Made from pounded dates... (licking his fingers) and very, very sweet. There, my lord. A little bit on your wrists... and a little bit on your chest.
(As he is speaks, he smoothes Ian with the honey.)
Now over there is a hungry home, full of ants that go wild for date honey. We must be generous to them. Lay a little trail across the sand, like this...
(Ibrahim sings as he spoons out the honey and pours it from Ian's wrist on to the sand.)
(with absolute joy) And I will sit in the shade of the trees and dream of all the treasures I will get when the ants discover you. (with laughter) If you crane your neck around, my lord, you will soon see what you take to be a black line along the honey. (laughing and very excited) Why, you will be able to see it getting closer and closer! Weeooh, weeooh! My little ones! Such ecstasy!
(Ian turns his head and stares at the honey trail.)
(Vicki stands in front of the Earl of Leicester who is seated. The King stands apart, his back to them.)
VICKI: (shouting angrily) It is not true and you know it isn't!
LEICESTER: But what is true is that you came here in disguise--first a boy and now you are a girl!
VICKI: (yelling) He was just trying to protect me!
LEICESTER: Protect you from the lord, the King?
VICKI: (fed up) Oooooh! Where is the Princess? She knew all about this!
(The Doctor enters and storms over to Leicester. He is unaware of the King's presence.)
THE DOCTOR: What is the meaning of this?
VICKI: He's had me brought here--
LEICESTER: I wish to question her.
THE DOCTOR: You call yourself a nobleman, sir? Yet it appears you enjoy bullying young girls, hmm?
(He puts his arm around Vicki's shoulders.)
We're not the guilty ones here, and...
(Leicester looks uneasily at the King's back.)
...don't look away when I'm talking to you. (shouting) You, sir, hmm!
LEICESTER: I have the right to civility from you. What are you, knave or commoner? Or are you perhaps a traitor?
VICKI: (yelling) You! It was you who told the Princess!
LEICESTER: (in disgust) Ah! I'll have no more of this!
RICHARD: No more will we.
(The King turns around and approaches.)
THE DOCTOR: Your Majesty. I didn't realize you were there, Sire.
RICHARD: Good Leicester, this question time has reached its full conclusion. Go to your men, find out their quarrels and complaints, and mend them with the best words at your command.
LEICESTER: They understand a fight, my lord.
RICHARD: Then warn them one approaches.
LEICESTER: (happily) Sire, I will. I'll turn them from a rabble into victors once again, and we shall set a noise of sharpening and polishing 'til the ground fare trembles with sound of axe and sword against the whetstone, and the sun shall find a glittering home in every visor.
RICHARD: (bored) Yes, do it.
(Leicester bows and exits.)
(to The Doctor and Vicki) We know now that it was not you who told our sister. It's no use, Joanna is right. We cannot fight Rome as well. In any other land I could command the end and force my purpose. Not here... not with Saphadin and Joanna. No. (disgusted) Once again we shall have to fight.
THE DOCTOR: May I ask you something, Sire? If you knew it was the Earl of Leicester that gave your marriage plans away to your sister, why didn't you accuse him... have it out with him then and there?
VICKI: (angrily) You just let it go without saying a word. It wasn't fair. (softly and humbly as she realizes whom she is addressing) I'm sorry, your Majesty.
RICHARD: We accept the impeachment. We are unjust to you, to serve the greater good. You see, my Lord of Leicester is a hardy fighter... and a fight is near us now. When we meet the Saracen again, we shall need him at our elbow. But do not be discouraged. You have our favor.
THE DOCTOR: But I have made an enemy of him, Sire.
RICHARD: Yes, I fear you have. Therefore, it would be best to be gone from here until the enmity is forgotten.
THE DOCTOR: I think I agree, Sire.
VICKI: Must we go? I don't want to.
(The King smiles.)
RICHARD: (emphatically) Good! And we do not wish to see you leave. But you must. Go to Acre. Rest there. Wait until we call again upon your wisdom and your counsel.
THE DOCTOR: We shall leave at once, Sire.
RICHARD: Meantime, I'll wrestle with the problem of this war.
THE DOCTOR: There is something important, Sire. If you are able to defeat Saladin in this battle, can you hold the city, hmmm?
RICHARD: (intensely) Win the battle, lose the war. The greatest fear we have. We've come so close. I must see Jerusalem. I must.
THE DOCTOR: You will, Sire.
RICHARD: You think so?
THE DOCTOR: I am certain, Sire. And when you look upon the city itself, you will be able to find the answer to the problem of this war. May we now take our leave, Sire?
(The King nods, his mind elsewhere. The Doctor and Vicki leave him. Once out of earshot, Vicki and The Doctor converse.)
VICKI: (whispering) Are we going back to the ship?
THE DOCTOR: (whispering) As fast as our legs can carry us, my dear.
VICKI: Doctor, will he really see Jerusalem?
THE DOCTOR: Only from afar. He won't be able to capture it. Even now his armies are marching on a campaign that he can never win.
VICKI: That's terrible.
THE DOCTOR: Hmm!
VICKI: Can't we tell him?
THE DOCTOR: I'm afraid not, my dear. No. History must take its course.
(The Doctor and Vicki exit. The King remains on his throne, looking thoughtful and pessimistic.)
RICHARD: Help me, Holy Sepulchre. (in desperation) Help me!
(Ian is still tied up.)
IBRAHIM: You see, my master? The line of black is getting nearer and nearer. Date honey is a great delicacy for our little friends. And I will return to the shade and leave you to your little friends. You have only to call!
(Smiling, he moves away. Ian, dripping with sweat, tugs anxiously on the cords biding his wrists, to no avail. He soon tires out. The ants on the honey march closer toward him.)
(Maimuna's face is buried in her hands, weeping. Barbara's arm is around her shoulders.)
BARBARA: Don't be upset, please.
MAIMUNA: My tears are tears of joy. All this time I believed that my father and sister were dead. El Akir had swore that they were.
BARBARA: He has a lot to answer for.
MAIMUNA: Now I know why he told me they were dead. By keeping me here, he brought shame upon my family and, at first, I tried to kill myself to spare my father's honor. But when I believed him dead, I did not even have the will to die.
BARBARA: Listen, Maimuna, your father loves you. All he thinks about is getting you away from this place.
MAIMUNA: Is that really true?
BARBARA: Yes. He told me so.
MAIMUNA: I thought... he had despised me.
BARBARA: He hates El Akir. He wants to kill him and take you home.
MAIMUNA: There is no escape from this place.
(She sees the look of dread on Barbara's face.)
But we will hide you. El Akir is a stupid animal. He will not think to search for you here.
(Barbara smiles gratefully. Fatima watches nearby, waiting for her chance.)
(The Earl of Leicester is talking to a soldier.)
LEICESTER: You observed them leave the palace?
SOLDIER: Aye, just now my lord.
LEICESTER: Take men and follow them discreetly. The old man tried to poison the King's mind. He may be in the pay of the infidel Saladin. He may be worse. Some devil in a human form, the girl a witch.
SOLDIER: (with fear) A witch, my lord?
LEICESTER: Take courage, man. No black art withstands a well-placed sword.
(Ibrahim, carrying a long dagger, returns to Ian's side. Birds flying overhead are heard.)
IBRAHIM: (laughing) You see, my lord. They know when death is approaching. (more laughing) Already there's the advanced guard has reached its little objective.
(The ants are very near Ian's hand. He talks with a dry whisper.)
IAN: Alright... I'll tell you...
IBRAHIM: First! First! First!
IAN: I have gold...
IBRAHIM: (all excited) Where? Speak up! Speak up!
IAN: My boot!
(Ian appears to faint. Ibrahim gazes down at Ian's feet. He bends down and cuts the rope around Ian's right foot. He pulls off his boot and puts his hand inside it searching for money. Not finding any, he turns the boot upside down and bangs it on the floor, throwing it aside. He returns to Ian.)
IBRAHIM: (laughing) You are lying. There is nothing there!
IAN: The other boot!
(Ibrahim quickly turns to Ian's left foot and cuts the cord--just as Ian wanted. Ian raises his right foot and pushes Ibrahim hard in the back. His captor falls, losing his grip on the dagger. With the strength of his whole body, Ian pulls at the pegs holding his hands. They give way just as Ibrahim rushes toward him. Both men fall to the ground and roll in the sand. Ibrahim tries to reach for his dagger, but Ian pushes him, rises to his own feet, and grabs his captor around the neck, twisting his arm behind his back. Ibrahim whimpers in fear.)
IAN: (angrily) Now... where is Lydda? How far is it because you're going to take me there!
IBRAHIM: (absolutely terrified) Not far... walking distance. I live there myself... I-I'll show you, I'll take you. Do not kill me, lord... walking distance...
IAN: (angrily) Walking?! Where's my horse?
IBRAHIM: My brother took it. A miserable thief.
(He begins to cry.)
MAIMUNA: Have you heard anything?
HAFSA: No. They must be somewhere else in the palace.
MAIMUNA: Have a rest, now Hafsa. Let one of the others listen.
(Hafsa nods and walks over to the group of women.)
BARBARA: The corridor outside... where does it lead?
MAIMUNA: To the balcony. It overlooks the garden.
BARBARA: How far up from the ground?
MAIMUNA: There is a tree, but--
BARBARA: Can you reach it from the balcony?
MAIMUNA: There are guards below.
(Barbara nods thoughtfully. Fatima replaces Hafsa at the doors.)
BARBARA: How far are the entrance gates from the tree?
MAIMUNA: Not far. But there is no escape that way. The guards watch it constantly. I'll show you from the window.
(While no one is watching, Fatima slips through the gates.)
(The gates are opened a bit, and a guard stands outside. In the bushes nearby, Haroun moves about, peering through. He draws his knife.)
(El Akir walks around impatiently. The second guard stands by nervously.)
EL AKIR: (angrily) She cannot get out! Go and look again!
(El Akir observes Fatima walking down the corridor.)
EL AKIR: You? Who gave you permission?
FATIMA: My lord...
EL AKIR: What is this insolence?
FATIMA: You said a ruby ring, my lord...
(He stares at her.)
EL AKIR: Where is she?
(Ian bends over the dead body of a guard as Ibrahim stands at his side.)
IAN: He's dead.
(Ian removes the guard's cloak and puts it round his own neck and then picks up the guard's sword.)
IBRAHIM: Errr... Why do you steal his sword?
IAN: I'm going inside. El Akir has a friend of mine. I've got to find her.
IBRAHIM: El Akir will kill you. He's a very, very bad man.
(Ian glares at Ibrahim.)
IAN: He's not the only one around here. But why do you say he's a bad man?
IBRAHIM: He has made the rich people so poor so there is no one left to steal from. If you rid the world of him, you will be remembered as a saviour. I shall not betray you.
IAN: Oh, well in that case, perhaps you can do something for me.
IBRAHIM: (eagerly) Anything, my lord, anything, anything.
IAN: Yes, on second thoughts, it might be a little difficult for you. I wonder, do you think you could manage to, uh, steal some horses for me?
IBRAHIM: (laughing) Now you are truly, truly my brother. While you keep El Akir occupied, I will steal the horses from his stables.
IBRAHIM: You can always trust Ibrahim.
(Ian goes to the doors and looks though. Ibrahim exits wearing a large grin on his face.)
MAIMUNA: Fatima has betrayed us. You must get away. You will die if you stay here!
(Barbara moves to the gates. El Akir bursts through. He glares at Maimuna, who slowly moves backwards.)
EL AKIR: (angrily) You hid her from me!
BARBARA: Leave her alone!
EL AKIR: Now I shall show you how I deal with those who do not obey me!
(He raises his sword at helpless Maimuna. Haroun, knife in hand, appears directly behind him. He stabs El Akir in the back. He groans and his eyes immediately go blank and his sword slips from his hand. He falls to his knees and forward, revealing the knife. Haroun enters and bends over him.)
MAIMUNA: (crying) Father... oh, father.
(She rushes to him.)
I believed you were dead.
HAROUN: There is great joy in my heart at seeing you. But come now. Your sister Sophia awaits you.
BARBARA: Is Sophia alright?
HAROUN: Yes. She told me of your sacrifice. I came here to give my life for you, my lady.
BARBARA: How did you get in here?
(Fatima enters, sees the body, and screams. She rushes to the doors to warn the guards. Ian suddenly appears and drags her back into the room. The other women lead Fatima away.)
HAROUN: Get back--the guard!
(Ian is just about to move across to her when he hears the sound of running feet outside. He draws to one side of the door. They open and the second guard runs in. He runs past, waving his sword at Haroun. The first guard now enters. Ian pulls him round by the shoulder and knocks him out. The second guard reaches Haroun and raises his sword to strike. Haroun throws himself at the guard and Ian rushes over to help Haroun overpower him. Haroun and Ian tie him up.)
HAROUN: (shouting) Quickly! Make haste... we must not stay here!
IAN: Barbara, quickly!
(They rush out. Ian ushers Barbara out of the door. Fatima breaks away and tries to follow. The gates close and she backs against them. The group of women slowly closes in on her. She holds out the ruby ring to them, fearfully. Hafsa knocks it out of Fatima's hand.)
FATIMA: (terrified and crying) No! No! No! No--
(Ian pours gold coins into Ibrahim's out-stretched palm.)
IBRAHIM: (laughing) You see? I was right, my lord. You did have gold.
IAN: I acquired it!
IBRAHIM: (laughing) Like I acquired the horses.
IBRAHIM: (in bad English) Now you are my truly, truly brother.
(Barbara hurries past with Haroun.)
BARBARA: Ian, we must get back to the ship!
(Ibrahim, Ian, Barbara, and Haroun speak at the same time so it's difficult to make out what each one is saying.)
IAN: Yes, alright. Farewell, Ibrahim. Don't go acquiring too many things.
HAROUN: Yes. Go now.
BARBARA: Goodbye Maimuna. Goodbye Haroun.
HAROUN: Ride well, my brother. May Allah go with you.
IBRAHIM: Really! Such talent! He has such an honest face. We could have made a fortune!
HAROUN: We must not stand here dreaming, you half-wit! The soldiers will be around us!
IBRAHIM: (laughing) This half-wit has stolen all their horses!
HAROUN: (walking away) They can still use their legs, can't they?
(Ibrahim's smile vanishes.)
(One of the King's soldiers stands on guard by some bushes. A second soldier stands in the shadows. Crickets and other night life are heard in the background. Several feet away, The Doctor peeks through some bushes observing the soldiers and then sinks back beside Vicki and whispers to her.)
THE DOCTOR: They're between us and the ship.
VICKI: These the soldiers who followed us?
THE DOCTOR: Yes, they are. I wonder what they're up to, hmm?
VICKI: Can we go round?
THE DOCTOR: No, there's too many of them. Perhaps we can t--try--
(He rises up and peeks through the bushes again.)
no, we can't do that.
VICKI: Why not? What's happening?
THE DOCTOR: Now I know why we've been followed, hmm.
(The Earl of Leicester enters.)
LEICESTER: Your messenger arrived. So they are traitors and making toward Saladin's encampment.
SOLDIER: So it seemed to me, my lord.
LEICESTER: Armed, as they are, with secrets, they are dangerous enemies. Do you have the wood encircled?
SOLDIER: Yes. They can't get away.
LEICESTER: The shadows are the only friends they have. We'll find them at daybreak.
THE DOCTOR: It's that meddling fool, Leicester. We've got to try and slip through them, but remember: not a sound ... not a sound.
(The Doctor sneaks along with Vicki close behind him. Carefully, The Doctor approaches a thinning in the bushes where he can easily push through. He motions for Vicki, parting the bushes for her.)
In you go.
(Vicki goes through. The Doctor is just about to follow when a shout is a heard. He stops, afraid to give Vicki away. One of the King's soldiers runs over and grabs The Doctor, dragging him back to the center of the clearing.)
THE DOCTOR: (most angrily) Take your hands off me, sir!! What are you doing?? Unhand me!! How dare you!!??
(Barbara places her arm around Vicki's shoulder and puts a finger to her lips signaling silence. The Doctor is still yelling at his captors.)
VICKI: They've caught him... they've caught him.
BARBARA: Vicki, it's alright. We'll get him away.
VICKI: (anxiously) But how? What can we do?
(The Doctor is trapped from behind as The Earl of Leicester approaches.)
LEICESTER: So, I thought you'd show yourself.
THE DOCTOR: What is the meaning of this, sir? The King gave me leave to go.
LEICESTER: To Saladin?
IAN: (oov) You are right, my lord.
(Ian enters the clearing.)
His treachery is well-paid by Saladin. He is a Saracen spy.
LEICESTER: The truth at last! But I do not know you, sir.
IAN: I am Sir Ian, my lord, Knight of Jaffa. I know this villain's treachery... and hearing that you were looking for him, I followed you.
LEICESTER: To watch his execution?
IAN: No, my lord. To administer it.
LEICESTER: It is a paltry matter to be rid of him, but I would do it.
IAN: It is no paltry matter to me, my lord. Some friends of mind were ambushed here... de Marun, de Tornebu. He's to blame. My lord, I beg of you, let me finish him.
LEICESTER: Yours is the greater claim. Dispatch him then, and quickly.
THE DOCTOR: (acting nervously) Heh-heh, gentlemen, since I am to depart so punctiliously, I would ask you to grant me one last wish.
LEICESTER: (bored) Granted.
THE DOCTOR: Thank you. I would like to look once more upon... the city of Jaffa and then you may do what you will with me.
LEICESTER: (bored) Granted.
THE DOCTOR: (humbly) Thank you, my lord.
IAN: (nodding) My lord.
(The Doctor rushes to the TARDIS where Barbara and Vicki await, gets out his key, and fumbles at the door. Ian also runs up.)
IAN: (whispering) Doctor, hurry!
THE DOCTOR: (excitedly) What about that performance??
BARBARA: Doctor, open the door!
(He opens the door and he, Ian, Barbara, and Vicki pile in, laughing and talking all at once.)
MAN-AT-ARMS: Sssh! Do you hear a voice?
LEICESTER: A voice?
MAN-AT-ARMS: A woman's voice.
LEICESTER: (alarmed) Have we been tricked?
(He turns and crashes through the bushes, followed by the soldiers. They gaze at the TARDIS in amazement. It slowly disappears. The soldiers fall to their knees and make the sign of the cross.)
We will not speak of this. Let this story die here in this wood or we'll be branded idiots... or liars. Poor Sir Ian, brave fellow. Spirited away by fiends. What dreadful anguish and despair he must be suffering now.
(Ian, seated in a chair, laughs hysterically.)
IAN: ...Any more cracks about knighthood, and I'll carry out that execution!
THE DOCTOR: Well, my dear boy, I must say I think you've earned a good knight's sleep!
(All of them laugh a bit harder. Ian rises out of the chair.)
THE DOCTOR: Now, I suppose, the TARDIS will materialize when it's ready.
(Barbara and Vicki stand on opposite sides of The Doctor.)
BARBARA: (teasing) Yes, and uh, where it likes.
THE DOCTOR: (annoyed) Oh my dear young woman, why don't you go have a cup of... tea or something.
(Vicki laughs at their bantering. Suddenly the TARDIS lighting fails except for the column control. The light from it reflects on everyone's face.)
IAN: What's happening?
THE DOCTOR: I don't know. Hmm!
THE SPACE MUSEUM
Earl of Leicester
Richard the Lionheart
Title Music by
Incidental Music composed
and conducted by
Costume supervised by
Make-up supervised by
RON GRAINER with the
BBC Radiophonic Workshop
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|VIKTORS RITELIS (Film Only)|
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