(DOCTOR WHO THEME)
(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
(WHOOSHING)
Ah! This looks about right. World War II uniforms.
No need to worry about looking silly.
If this is a top secret naval camp,
- then I'm Lord Nelson. - Oh, whine, whine, whine, whine!
Professor, top secret naval camps usually have men with guns all over the place.
You don't just stroll in.
I've had more trouble getting into Greenford disco without a ticket.
- You can always go back. - I'd rather go rock climbing.
Not in those clothes. (LAUGHS)
- Don't move! Hands up! - About time, too!
Call yourself Royal Marines? You're a disgrace! Those boots are filthy.
- What would happen if the Germans attacked now? - Sorry, sir.
In fact, how do you know we're not Germans? Well, answer me!
You don't look like Germans, ma'am.
I don't suppose you know where Dr Judson's office is?
- Never mind. This way. - Yes, sir.
(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)
Prozorov, everything in English. From now on, everything in English.
- Quick! Down on the beach. - Come on.
- How long till nightfall? - Long enough. Come on!
Gayev, listen to me. Where are the sealed orders?
You had them. Gayev, what's happened to them? Gayev?
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- What in heaven's name... - You must be Dr Judson,
excuse the interruption.
- I've travelled a long way to meet you. - This is intolerable!
A little less excitement, please, Dr Judson. Remember your blood pressure.
- The prisoner's dilemma. - You can't just...
Oh, shut up, Crane! You're familiar with the prisoner's dilemma?
Based on a false premise, don't you think?
But a neat algorithm, nevertheless, Dr Judson.
Excuse me, do you have any official stationery and a typewriter I can use?
(STAMMERING) On the desk.
You're obviously also an expert in this field, but I'm afraid I don't recognise...
- Ace. - Hi. I'm Ace. This is the Professor.
- Doctor. - Sorry. Doctor.
Oh, wow! Have you seen this, Professor?
Put it down, child. It's not a toy.
I know it's not. It's a flip-flop thingy. We use them at school.
- You understand it? - Yeah. It's a logic game, isn't it?
You drop marbles in the top, and depending on what Colour each window is,
the marble follows a different path.
You've got a logic diagram for it on the blackboard.
This is extraordinary! You learned about logic at school?
Mmm, Miss Burkett taught us in computer studies. She was well good.
- Can I borrow this? - Two pens, please.
Crane!
Ah, thank you.
- There we are. Come in. - (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
I'm sorry to disturb you, sir, but these two are unauthorised personnel.
Unauthorised? We're here by urgent request of the War Office.
I think you'll find, this is signed by the Prime Minister
and the head of Secret Service.
I must apologise, sir. We weren't informed of your arrival.
Need to know, Captain, need to know.
Dr Judson's work at breaking the German codes is very important to the war effort.
We thought you were something to do with those East End kids. Evacuees.
I'm not from the East End. I'm from...
- Perhaps you would like to see the Ultima Machine? - The Ultima Machine, yes!
Bates, go and fetch Commander Millington, will you?
On second thought, it's been a tiring day. Perhaps tomorrow, Dr Judson.
If you just show us to our quarters...
Now, as soon as it's dark, we check the base.
Petrossian, you check the shoreline in case anything gets washed up.
- Alone? - It only needs one.
Will you listen to me? There's evil here.
Can't you feel it? Cold against our skin.
Stop it!
More stupid Armenian superstitions.
- You're supposed to be a soldier. - So was he!
You follow orders.
Ace! Bunk beds! Bags I go on top.
(WHISPERS) Quiet, Ace! People are trying to sleep.
Sorry.
Is it all right if I go down to the cliffs tomorrow and do some rock climbing?
Go to sleep.
Sorry.
Oh, it's you, sir. Thank goodness. I thought...
Eyes... Eyes watching...
(EERIE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
(SCREAMS)
Thank you so much. What a lovely day!
- Miss Hardaker. - Your sermon, Mr Wainwright.
- Yes? - There's no doubt about it, Mr Wainwright.
Of course we'll win the war. Right is on our side.
I don't think that right is on anyone's side in war, Miss Hardaker.
Your father would turn in his grave to hear such words.
When he was vicar of this parish, there was respect for the Good Book.
I think that faith is more than just words.
In plain language, doubt and indecision.
- Miss Hardaker... - Pardon me, I'm wondering if you could help me.
I'm looking for Dr Judson.
Oh, I think you'll find him still working in the crypt. If you'd like to follow me.
Uh, good day, Miss Hardaker. This way.
Who's the old gargoyle? Friend of yours?
She's the old bag we've been billeted with.
- Come again? - We've been evacuated.
- We're from London. - Oh, so am I!
MISS HARDAKER: Come on, girls. Time we were moving!
- See you later. - Where?
What about over there? Maidens' Point?
Hey, vicar. You shouldn't leave all this silverware lying around.
- You're wide open. - They're superstitious people in these parts.
Too afraid of the old Viking curse to break in here.
- Curse? - This church is built on old Viking graves.
They say evil was once buried here.
(SCRIBBLES AND MUTTERS)
Here we are, Doctor. This is the crypt.
Ah, Doctor. What do you make of these then? Hmm?
Fascinating! Ace, look at this.
ACE: They look like Viking carvings!
Viking rune stones. Ninth century, yes?
You evidently know more than I do.
Well, it's the alphabet. The later Vikings used a 16-character alphabet.
Don't tell me. The Ultima Machine can break the most sophisticated Nazi ciphers.
Some 9th-century scribbling shouldn't be much of a problem.
- Professor? - Mmm?
What's that noise?
- What noise? - Like a machine.
Organ bellows. Come on. Let's leave Dr Judson to his puzzles.
Yeah, okay.
It was definitely some kind of machinery, Professor.
Only don't bother listening to me, "cause I'm only a mere mortal."
- Look. - Yeah, graves.
No, at the ground.
- There's a slight dip in it. - Subsidence. And since the grave was dug.
- How do you know that? - Well, either that,
or they'd been at the communion wine when they put up the headstone.
Joseph Sundvik. He must be one of the descendants of the original Viking settlers.
Look at the last one. She only lived 13 days, poor thing.
You don't suppose it was that Viking curse, do you?
Where did you say you were meeting your two friends?
Somewhere called Maidens' Point.
I think I'll go with you.
Maidens' Point! Did you say Maidens' Point?
I only want to go for a walk. Maybe have a swim.
I know what girls who go to Maidens' Point have in mind.
You will never go near the place. Neither of you.
- All right. Keep your hair on! - You impudent child!
Do you know why it's called Maidens' Point?
Because when you stand on those cliffs,
you can hear the terrible lost cries of girls who went to that place
with evil in their hearts.
Girls who are damned forever.
I like watching the sea. It makes me feel so small.
You'd think people would take their rubbish home with them, wouldn't you?
- What's that? - People come here to picnic
and then leave their rubbish behind.
DOCTOR: It's not the kind of place people come for picnics.
Not ordinary tourists. Not English, anyway.
Germans? German spies?
- Look at the lettering. - Greek?
Russian.
The Russians were on our side during the war.
- We'd better warn them at the camp. - I think they already know.
Where do you suppose the Russians are now?
More to the point, where have they come from?
From the north, like Vikings.
- I think I'd better go back to the church. - Church?
If you find churches boring, you can stay here, but don't go into the water.
The North Atlantic U-boats have changed ciphers again.
- That's twice this month. - Can we crack them?
It may take a few days longer.
Oh, they're using six rotors now instead of five.
Get inside the Nazi mind, Judson. Learn to think the way they think.
It's the only way to understand their ciphers.
The machine can do it, if you'd be so kind as to authorise it, sir.
Thank you...
Oh, yes. The machine can do it.
This is the first. In the future, there'll be many more.
Computing machines, thinking machines.
Yes, but whose thoughts will they think?
I beg your pardon. I didn't hear you.
- Possibly not. - Well what can I do for you, Doctor?
- I'd like to know the answer. - I'm afraid I don't understand.
Afraid, yes, but of what? The Viking inscriptions? The curse?
Doctor, there are some questions better left unanswered.
That may be so, but it's too late, isn't it?
Someone's already translated the inscriptions.
It's probably all nonsense. Some records that my grandfather made
when he was vicar of St Jude's at the end of the last century.
He translated the Viking inscriptions.
I wish to heavens he never had.
- Come on! Don't be such a baby doll! - No! Swimming's stupid!
- It's lovely and warm. - Anyway, it's dangerous. Look!
Oh, you're just a baby doll!
Stupid.
(EERIE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
"We hope to return to the North Way,"
"carrying home the oriental treasures from the silk lands in the east."
"But the dark curse follows our dragon ship."
"Black fog turned day into night,"
"and the fingers of death reached out from the waters"
"to reclaim the treasures we have stolen."
"I carve these stones in memory of Asmund, Rognvald, Torkel, Half dan,"
"brave Viking warriors slain by the curse."
"We sought haven in Northumbria and took refuge at a place called Maidens' Bay,"
"but the curse of the treasure has followed us to this place."
- Maidens' Bay? - That's Maidens' Point.
- But I've just left Ace there. - Yeah, but I'm here now, aren't I?
What have you got there, Professor?
It's a translation of the Viking inscriptions.
- Look. There's something I've just noticed. - What's that?
Look. "We hope to return to the North Way, carrying home the oriental treasures..."
Now listen to this.
Vozravchayetes v Norwegioo s sakrovischem.
- I only did French O level. - "We return to Norway,"
the North way, "bearing the treasure."”
Now, let's see how Dr Judson's getting along, shall we?
Hold still, will you?
Make me look like Lana Turner.
You mean Betty Grable.
BOTH: Jane Russell! (LAUGH)
Here, look at that.
- What is it? - It feels all funny and tingly!
Oh! It's like electric!
No, leave it. I don't like it.
It's just a piece of junk.
Come on, we'd better get going before that old bag starts worrying.
(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)
No, closer, please.
BOTH: Alice Faye!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Dr Judson, something here that might interest you.
What's that, then?
A 19th-century translation of the Viking inscriptions,
courtesy of Mr Wainwright's grandfather.
Really?
"Night is the time of the evil curse,"
"and no man is safe alone."
This is invaluable! "The waters are most dangerous."
"The dark evil lies waiting in the sea. It has followed the treasure we stole.
"We cannot see it but we know that it is there,
"beneath the surface, beyond seeing. But it is there,
"and one by one our crew is being killed."”
I didn't know they had personal stereos in 1943.
They're listening to coded German radio messages.
- Are you looking for someone? - Ah... We're just being nosy.
Well, we're the girls. I'm Kathleen.
- Hello, Kathleen. - Hello.
- Oh, look, Professor! A baby!
- Is it yours? - Yes, and she's a she.
ACE: She's lovely. Can I pick her up?
You've got to excuse her. She's from Perivale.
- That's all right. Of course you can. - Thanks.
- Where's Perivale? - You don't want to know.
Now what do I do?
Just put your arm underneath her like that...
- Yeah? - Get her head, and you're fine.
You're fine. There we are.
Oh, Professor, isn't she beautiful?
Oh, look at her little fingernails.
They're so perfect and so tiny.
Yes, every one a heart breaker.
- What's she called? - Audrey.
- Oh. - What's the matter, don't you like it?
I hate it. It's my mum's name.
Here.
Come here, darling. Audrey...
Dudman, I gave you clear instructions the baby was not to remain on camp.
- Yes, sir. - Well?
I thought she could stay with my cousin, sir, only their cottage is too small, and...
Twenty-four hours, Dudman,
or I shall have you dismissed from service.
- Yes, sir. - Who do you think you are, armpit...?
Not now, Ace.
- Extraordinary! - What is this?
This is a perfect replica of the German naval cipher room in Berlin.
Even down to the files.
- Oh, that dreadful man. - Commander Millington's a spy?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no!
Just trying to think the way the Germans think.
One step ahead. But he's done it so perfectly.
Let's see what else they've got here.
Oh, dear, look at that. Pictures of cities being bombed, innocent people...
Wait a minute. That's not right.
Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.
- What is it? - The old school tie.
It seems that Millington and Judson went to school together.
That was before Judson had his accident.
Why is everyone round here so interested in Vikings?
Yes. Why?
A girl? From the War Office?
She's a mathematical specialist. She understands the logic diagrams.
They found an old translation of those Viking inscriptions.
Let me see.
"I warn of the day when the earth shall fall asunder, and all of heaven, too.
"" The wolves of Fenric shall return for their treasure,
"and then shall the dark evil rule eternally."
This is it. The final battle between the gods and the beasts.
It's now, Judson.
The Curse of Fenric.
I'm confused, Professor. I mean, what's it got to do with the Russian papers?
Whatever it is, it'll be down here somewhere near where we found those papers.
What are we looking for? I mean, is it big or is...
- Doctor! - What have you found?
Yes. Not very pleasant.
What's he holding?