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Tuesday 15 March 2022

Satanic Subversion of the U.S. Military by Jeffrey Steinberg

http://www.larouchepub.com/other/2005/3233aquino_profile.html 







Satanic Subversion of the U.S. Military
by Jeffrey Steinberg

This article appears in the August 26, 2005 issue
of Executive Intelligence Review.
Reprinted from EIR, July 2, 1999.

On Feb. 5, 1999, in U.S. District Court in Lincoln, Nebraska, an
extraordinary hearing occurred in Paul A. Bonacci v. Lawrence E. King, a
civil action in which the plaintiff charged that he had been ritualistically
abused by the defendant, as part of a nationwide pedophile ring linked to
powerful political figures in Washington and to elements of the U.S.
military and intelligence establishment. Three weeks later, on Feb. 27,
Judge Warren K. Urbom ordered King, who is currently in Federal prison, to
pay $1 million in damages to Bonacci, in what Bonacci's attorney John DeCamp
said was a clear signal that "the evidence presented was credible."

During the Feb. 5 hearing, Noreen Gosch stunned the court with sworn
testimony linking U.S. Army Lt. Col. Michael Aquino (ret.) to the nationwide
pedophile ring. Her son, Johnny, then 12 years old, was kidnapped off the
streets of West Des Moines, Iowa, on Sept. 5, 1982, while he was doing his
early-morning newspaper deliveries. Since his kidnapping, she has devoted
all of her time and resources to finding her son, and to exposing the
dangers that millions of children in America face from this hideous,
literally Satanic underground of ritualistic deviants.

"We have investigated, we have talked to so far 35 victims of this said
organization that took my son and is responsible for what happened to Paul,
and they can verify everything that has happened," she told the court.

"What this story involves is an elaborate function, I will say, that was an
offshoot of a government program. The MK-Ultra program was developed in the
1950s by the CIA. It was used to help spy on other countries during the Cold
War because they felt that the other countries were spying on us.

"It was very successful. They could do it very well."

Then, the Aquino bombshell: "Well, then there was a man by the name of
Michael Aquino. He was in the military. He had top Pentagon clearances. He
was a pedophile. He was a Satanist. He's founded the Temple of Set. And he
was a close friend of Anton LaVey. The two of them were very active in
ritualistic sexual abuse. And they deferred funding from this government
program to use [in] this experimentation on children.

"Where they deliberately split off the personalities of these children into
multiples, so that when they're questioned or put under oath or questioned
under lie detector, that unless the operator knows how to question a
multiple-personality disorder, they turn up with no evidence."

She continued: "They used these kids to sexually compromise politicians or
anyone else they wish to have control of. This sounds so far out and so
bizarre I had trouble accepting it in the beginning myself until I was
presented with the data. We have the proof. In black and white."

Under questioning from DeCamp, Gosch reported: "I know that Michael Aquino
has been in Iowa. I know that Michael Aquino has been to Offutt Air Force
Base [a Strategic Air Command base, near Omaha, which was linked to King's
activities]. I know that he has had contact with many of these children."

Paul Bonacci, who was simultaneously a victim and a member of the nationwide
pedophile crime syndicate, has subsequently identified Aquino as the man who
ordered the kidnapping of Johnny Gosch. In his Feb. 5 testimony, Bonacci
referred to the mastermind of the Gosch abduction as "the Colonel."

A second witness who testified at the Feb. 5 hearing, Rusty Nelson, was
King's personal photographer. He later described to EIR another incident
which linked King to Aquino, while the Army special forces officer was still
on active reserve duty. Some time in the late 1980s, Nelson was with King at
a posh hotel in downtown Minneapolis, when he personally saw King turn over
a suitcase full of cash and bearer-bonds to "the Colonel," whom he later
positively identified as Aquino. According to Nelson, King told him that the
suitcase of cash and bonds was earmarked for the Nicaraguan Contras, and
that "the Colonel" was part of the covert Contra support apparatus,
otherwise associated with Lt. Col. Oliver North, Vice President George Bush,
and the "secret parallel government" that they ran from the White House.

Just who is Lt. Col. Michael Aquino (ret.), and what does the evidence
revealed in a Nebraska court hearing say about the current state of affairs
inside the U.S. military? Is the Aquino case some kind of weird aberration
that slipped off the Pentagon radar screen?

Not in the least.

Aquino, Satan, and the U.S. Military
Throughout much of the 1980s, Aquino was at the center of a controversy
involving the Pentagon's acquiescence to outright Satanic practices inside
the military services. Aquino was also a prime suspect in a series of
pedophile scandals involving the sexual abuse of hundreds of children,
including the children of military personnel serving at the Presidio U.S.
Army station in the San Francisco Bay Area. Furthermore, even as Aquino was
being investigated by Army Criminal Investigation Division officers for
involvement in the pedophile cases, he retained highest-level security
clearances, and was involved in pioneering work in military psychological
operations ("psy-ops").

On Aug. 14, 1987, San Francisco police raided Aquino's Russian Hill home,
which he shared with his wife Lilith. The raid was in response to
allegations that the house had been the scene of a brutal rape of a
four-year-old girl. The principal suspect in the rape, a Baptist minister
named Gary Hambright, was indicted in September 1987 on charges that he
committed "lewd and lascivious acts" with six boys and four girls, ranging
in age from three to seven years, during September-October 1986. At the time
of the alleged sex crimes, Hambright was employed at a child care center on
the U.S. Army base at Presidio. At the time of Hambright's indictment, the
San Francisco police charged that he was involved in at least 58 separate
incidents of child sexual abuse.

According to an article in the Oct. 30, 1987 San Francisco Examiner, one of
the victims had identified Aquino and his wife as participants in the child
rape. According to the victim, the Aquinos had filmed scenes of the child
being fondled by Hambright in a bathtub. The child's description of the
house, which was also the headquarters of Aquino's Satanic Temple of Set,
was so detailed, that police were able to obtain a search warrant. During
the raid, they confiscated 38 videotapes, photo negatives, and other
evidence that the home had been the hub of a pedophile ring, operating in
and around U.S. military bases.

Aquino and his wife were never indicted in the incident. Aquino claimed that
he had been in Washington at the time, enrolled in a year-long reserve
officers course at the National Defense University, although he did admit
that he made frequent visits back to the Bay Area and to his church/home.
The public flap over the Hambright indictment did prompt the U.S. Army to
transfer Aquino from the Presidio, where he was the deputy director of
reserve training, to the U.S. Army Reserve Personnel Center in St. Louis.

On April 19, 1988, the ten-count indictment against Hambright was dropped by
U.S. Attorney Joseph Russoniello, on the grounds that, while there was clear
evidence of child abuse (six of the children contracted the venereal
disease, chlamydia), there was insufficient evidence to link Hambright (or
the Aquinos) to the crimes. Parents of several of the victims charged that
Russoniello's actions proved that "the Federal system has broken down in not
being able to protect the rights of citizens age three to eight."

Russoniello would later be implicated in efforts to cover up the links
between the Nicaraguan Contras and South American cocaine-trafficking
organizations, raising deeper questions about whether the decision not to
prosecute Hambright and Aquino had "national security implications."

Indeed, on April 22, 1989, the U.S. Army sent letters to the parents of at
least 56 of the children believed to have been molested by Hambright, urging
them to have their children tested for the human immunodeficiency virus
(HIV), because Hambright, a former daycare center worker, was reported to be
a carrier.

On May 13, 1989, the San Jose Mercury reported that Aquino and his wife had
been recently questioned by Army investigators about charges of child
molestation by the couple in two northern California counties, Sonoma and
Mendocino. A 9-year-old girl in Santa Rosa, California, and an 11-year-old
boy in Fort Bragg, also in California, separately identified Aquino as the
rapist in a series of 1985 incidents, after they had seen him on television.

Softies on Satan
When the San Francisco Chronicle contacted Army officials at the Presidio to
find out if Aquino's security clearances had been lifted as the result of
the pedophile investigations, the reporters were referred to the Pentagon,
where Army spokesman Maj. Greg Rixon told them: "The question is whether he
is trustworthy or can do the job. There is nothing that would indicate in
this case that there is any problem we should be concerned about."

Indeed, the Pentagon had already given its de facto blessings to Aquino's
long-standing public association with the Church of Satan and his own
successor "church," the Temple of Set. This, despite the fact that Aquino's
Satanic activities involved overt support for neo-Nazi movements in the
United States and Europe. On Oct. 10, 1983, while travelling in West Germany
on "official NATO business," Aquino had staged a Satanic "working" at the
Wewelsburg Castle in Bavaria. Aquino wrote a lengthy account of the ritual,
in which he invoked Nazi SS chief Heinrich Himmler: "As the Wewelsburg was
conceived by Heinrich Himmler to be the 'Mittelpunkt der Welt' ('Middle of
the World'), and as the focus of the Hall of the Dead was to be the Gate of
that Center, to summon the Powers of Darkness at their most powerful locus."

As early as April 1978, the U.S. Army had circulated A Handbook for
Chaplains "to facilitate the provision of religious activities." Both the
Church of Satan and the Temple of Set were listed among the "other"
religions to be tolerated inside the U.S. military. A section of the
handbook dealing with Satanism stated, "Often confused with witchcraft,
Satanism is the worship of Satan (also known as Baphomet or Lucifer).
Classical Satanism, often involving 'black masses,' human sacrifices, and
other sacrilegious or illegal acts, is now rare. Modern Satanism is based on
both the knowledge of ritual magick and the 'anti-establishment' mood of the
1960s. It is related to classical Satanism more in image than substance, and
generally focuses on 'rational self-interest with ritualistic trappings.' "

Not so fast! In 1982, the Temple of Set fissured over the issue of Aquino's
emphasis on Nazism. One leader, Ronald K. Barrett, shortly after his
expulsion, wrote that Aquino had "taken the Temple of Set in an explicitly
Satanic direction, with strong overtones of German National Socialist Nazi
occultism.... One fatality has occurred within the Temple membership during
the period covered, May 1982-July 1983."

The handbook quoted "Nine Satanic Statements" from the Church of Satan,
without comment. "Statement Seven," as quoted in the handbook, read, "Satan
represents man as just another animal, sometimes better, more often worse
than those that walk on all fours, who, because of his 'divine and
intellectual development' has become the most vicious animal of all."

From 'Psyops' to 'Mindwars'
Aquino's steady rise up the hierarchy of the Satanic world closely
paralleled his career advances inside the U.S. military. According to an
official biography circulated by the Temple of Set, "Dr. Aquino is High
Priest and chief executive officer of the Temple of Set, the nation's
principal Satanic church, in which he holds the degree of Ipissimus VI. He
joined the original Church of Satan in 1969, becoming one of its chief
officials by 1975 when the Temple of Set was founded. In his secular
profession he is a Lieutenant Colonel, Military Intelligence, U.S. Army, and
is qualified as a Special Forces officer, Civil Affairs officer, and Defense
Attaché. He is a graduate of the Command and General Staff College, the
National Defense University and the Defense Intelligence College, and the
State Department's Foreign Service Institute."

Indeed, a more detailed curriculum vitae that Aquino provided to EIR, dated
March 1989, claimed that he had gotten his doctorate at the University of
California at Santa Barbara in 1980, with his dissertation on "The Neutron
Bomb." He listed 16 separate military schools that he attended during
1968-87, including advanced courses in "Psychological Operations" at the JFK
Special Warfare Center at Fort Bragg, North Carolina, and "Strategic
Intelligence" at the Defense Intelligence College, at Bolling Air Force Base
in Washington, D.C.

Aquino was deeply involved in what has been called the "revolution in
military affairs" ("RMA"), the introduction of the most kooky "Third Wave,"
"New Age" ideas into military long-range planning, which introduced such
notions as "information warfare" and "cyber-warfare" into the Pentagon's
lexicon.

In the early 1980s, at the same time that Heidi and Alvin Toffler were
spinning their Tavistock "Third Wave" utopian claptrap to some top Air Force
brass, Aquino and another U.S. Army colonel, Paul Vallely, were co-authoring
an article for Military Review. Although the article was never published in
the journal, the piece was widely circulated among military planners, and
was distributed by Aquino's Temple of Set. The article, titled "From PSYOP
to Mindwar: The Psychology of Victory," endorsed some of the ideas published
in a 1980 Military Review article by Lt. Col. John Alexander, an affiliate
of the Stanford Research Institute, a hotbed of Tavistock Institute and
Frankfurt School "New Age" social engineering.

Aquino and Vallely called for an explicitly Nietzschean form of warfare,
which they dubbed "mindwar." "Like the sword Excalibur," they wrote, "we
have but to reach out and seize this tool; and it can transform the world
for us if we have but the courage and the integrity to guide civilization
with it. If we do not accept Excalibur, then we relinquish our ability to
inspire foreign cultures with our morality. If they then devise moralities
unsatisfactory to us, we have no choice but to fight them on a more brutish
level."

And what is "mindwar?" "The term is harsh and fear-inspiring," Aquino wrote.
"And it should be: It is a term of attack and victory-not one of
rationalization and coaxing and conciliation. The enemy may be offended by
it; that is quite all right as long as he is defeated by it. A definition is
offered: Mindwar is the deliberate, aggressive convincing of all
participants in a war that we will win that war."

For Aquino, "mindwar" is a permanent state of strategic psychological
warfare against the populations of friend and foe nations alike. "In its
strategic context, mindwar must reach out to friends, enemies and neutrals
alike across the globe ... through the media possessed by the United States
which have the capabilities to reach virtually all people on the face of the
Earth. These media are, of course, the electronic media-television and
radio. State of the art developments in satellite communication, video
recording techniques, and laser and optical transmission of broadcasts make
possible a penetration of the minds of the world such as would have been
inconceivable just a few years ago." Above all else, Aquino argues, mindwar
must target the population of the United States, "by denying enemy
propaganda access to our people, and by explaining and emphasizing to our
people the rationale for our national interest.... Rather it states a whole
truth that, if it does not now exist, will be forced into existence by the
will of the United States."

Monday 31 May 2021

Watch My Dreams




The SIMULANT CAPTAIN's face appears on the monitor.


SIMULANT CAPTAIN: 

We have made some improvements to your craft.  

Now at least you may prove to be of some small amusement.


SIMULANT LIEUTENANT: 

You have two Earth minutes before we attack.


RIMMER: 

Let's get out of here.


CAT: 

Wait, I know This Game.  

It's called Cat and Mouse

and there's only one way to win -- 

Don't Be The Mouse.


LISTER: 

What are you saying?


CAT: 

I'm saying, 

The Mouse never wins.  


Not unless you believe those

  lying cartoons.  


We Don't Run, We Strike.  

It's The Last Thing They'll Be Expecting.


RIMMER: 

No, The Last Thing They'll Be Expecting 

is for us to turn into ice-skating mongooses 

and to dance The Bolero.  


And your plan makes

 about as much sense.


LISTER: 

I Say "Go with it."


KRYTEN: 

Agreed.


CAT: 

You're gonna go with one of my plans?  

Are you nuts?  


What happens if we all get killed?  

I'll never hear the last of it!


13 Model Shot.


Starbug pivots in flight 

and fires it's new laser cannons into the side

of the simulant ship.


14 Int. Simulant Ship.


The simulants look worried.


SIMULANT CAPTAIN: 

What are They doing?  

Power up The Weapons!


15 Int. Starbug Cockpit.


LISTER: 

Nailed Them.


16 Int. Simulant Ship.


SIMULANT LIEUTENANT: 

Fluke hit.


SIMULANT CAPTAIN: 

Take them with Us.


SIMULANT LIEUTENANT: 

Can't return fire.


SIMULANT CAPTAIN: 

Hack into their navigation computer.  

Transmit 

The  Armageddon Virus.


17 Int. Stabug cockpit.


The NaviComp starts to spark.


LISTER: 

What is it ?


KRYTEN: 

The NaviComp, something's wrong.



SIMULANT CAPTAIN: 

(On screen) 

See you in Silicon Hell.


18 Model Shot.


The simulant ship explodes.


19 Int. Starbug Cockpit.


KRYTEN: 

Shutdown all network links.  

The navicomp has been infected with 

A Virus.


LISTER: 

The NaviComp has frozen us out, 

we're locked on this course.  


If we carry on ahead at this speed, 

how long before we hit Trouble?


RIMMER: 

Well if you define 'Trouble' as a rather large moon 

directly in our path, about 38 minutes.


KRYTEN

Sir, The Only Solution is for me to 

contract The Virus myself,

  analyze it's structure 

and 

attempt to create a software antidote 

before it wipes out my core program.


Do I have your permission to sacrifice myself, sirs?


RIMMER: 

Do Lemmings like cliffs?  

Granted!


KRYTEN: 

I am going to have to create 

A Dove Program.


CAT: 

Dove program?


KRYTEN: 

A Dove Program spreads Peace through The System, 

obliterating the viral cells as it goes.


KRYTEN puts on head sensors 

and contracts the virus from the navicomp.


KRYTEN: 

The Virus is extremely complex.  


I will have to dedicate all my

  run-time to its solution.  


Shutting down all non essential systems.


LISTER: 

Is there anything we can do?  

Can we help?


KRYTEN: 

WATCH MY DREAMS.



*******


CAT: 

Wait, we're getting something.


21 Ext. Streets Of Laredo. Day.


The Monitor clears and KRYTEN is shown, 

dressed as a Sheriff in an 1800's

Western town.  


He is Drunk.


He throws an empty whisky bottle away 

before pausing before a wanted poster 

of the Apocalypse boys 

and entering a saloon.


22 Int. Ops Room.


CAT: 

What is This?


LISTER: 

I think we've tapped directly into 

whatever passes for Kryten's sub-concious.


CAT: 

Why is he A Sheriff in Some Old Western?


Because The Sheriff is allowed to Kill People -- 

Under Certain Circumstances.


Unlike A Policeman, he is 

Hired, Elected and Paid 

by The Community to DO it.


Because They Can't.


And sometimes, on The Frontier,

People Need to be Killed.


LISTER: 

Must be how his core program is coping with 

The Battle against The Virus.


For whatever reason it's converted The Struggle 

into some kind of dream.


23 Int. Saloon. Day.


Busy.  

A PIANO PLAYER plays a honky tonk version 

of Red Dwarf theme :

KRYTEN enters and tries to steer 

his way towards the bar.  


He passes JIMMY - a smooth oaf, 

playing cards with some unruly COWPOKES.


JIMMY: 

Well, well, well Sheriff, fancy seeing 

A Man of your sober disposition 

in a low-down drinking establishment.


KRYTEN: 

Now, now boys, I don't want any Trouble.  

Just doing my rounds.


As KRYTEN steps toward the bar JIMMY trips him up.


KRYTEN: 

You shouldn't ought to have done that Jimmy.


There is a scrape of stools and tables 

and JIMMY stands, hands on guns.


JIMMY: 

Why don't you try it, Sheriff.  

They say you used to be faster

  than a toilet stop in rattlesnake country.


KRYTEN: 

Sorry I tripped over your boot there Mr Jimmy, sir.  Arrrhhheeemm.

  Didn't mean any harm by it.


KRYTEN turns to the bar.


KRYTEN: 

Give me two fingers of your best sipping liquor, Miss Lola, 

and make it the smooth stuff — 

The stuff where you get your eyesight back after two days.  Guaranteed.


JIMMY: 

( Looking out of The Saloon Doors )

The Apocalypse Boys is Here.  


( General Panic, giving way to hushed silence. )


They's asking for you, Sheriff.


KRYTEN: 

I'll be right out.


KRYTEN takes numerous gulps of whisky 

before leaving the saloon to face

The Apocalypse Boys on The Porch.


24 Ext. Streets Of Laredo. Day.


The FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE 

sit menacingly on horseback outside the saloon. 


The bat-wing doors part and a nervous 

KRYTEN emerges swigging from a bottle of hooch.


KRYTEN: 

I don't believe I've had the pleasures, sirs.


DEATH spits out some chewing tobacco, 

which fizzles on the street like acid.


DEATH: 

The Name's Death.  

And These Here're My Brothers.  


Brother War...


WAR laughs and flames shoot out of his mouth.


DEATH: 

Brother Famine...


Fat FAMINE nods and takes a bite of chicken.


DEATH: 

and Brother Pestilence.


PESTILENCE grins, showing horrible broken teeth.  

He swipes idly at the swarm of buzzing flies around his head.


KRYTEN: 

Well, you seem like a nice neighbourly bunch of boys.  

How can I be Of Service?


All FOUR APOCALYPSE BOYS draw, 

shooting KRYTEN's hat off, 

and his bottle from his hand, 

as he dances around trying to avoid the hail of bullets.


Finally the  gunfire stops.


DEATH: 

We want your sorry ass out of Here.  

You got one hour.


DEATH spits a sizzler again, and THE FOUR HORSEMEN turn and gallop under

a dangling sign:  

'YOU ARE NOW LEAVING EXISTENCE'


and as The HORSEMEN

ride under it, They disappear.  


KRYTEN takes off His Sheriff's Star 

and throws it on The Ground.


25 Int. Ops Room.


LISTER: 

He's losing The Battle. 

Look at his lifesigns, they're barely registering.


CAT: 

Isn't there some way we can 

Get in There and Help Him?  


Somehow turn ourselves 

into tiny electronic people 

and get into His Dream?  


Isn't there some sort of gizmo 

lying around someplace that can do that?  

And if not, (slaps table) why not?!


RIMMER: 

Look, I think we've all got something 

we can bring to this discussion.


But I think from now on, 

the thing you should bring is Silence.


LISTER: 

No, no, no, I think he's got something.


CAT: 

Twice in one lifetime!  

When you're hot, you're hot.


LISTER: 

If we link up the Artificial Reality console to Kryten's Mind

we should be able to project directly into his dream state 

like it was a normal Computer Game.


CAT: 

What did I tell you?  

We don't even have to leave the room!


RIMMER: 

What about me?


LISTER: 

We'll shut all extraneous systems 

and power up your hard-light drive.


Come on guys, lets get these wagons rolling.

Tuesday 27 April 2021

I think a lot about Meteors



noetic (adj.)

"pertaining to, performed by, or originating in the intellect," 1650s, from Greek noÄ“tikos "intelligent," from noÄ“sis "a perception, intelligence, thought" (see noesis). 


Related: Noetical (1640s).


noesis (n.)

"intellect, intelligence," 1820, from Greek noēsis "intelligence, thought," from noein "to see, perceive, have mental perception," from noos "mind, thought" which is of uncertain origin.





( Leela has just helped to transfer The Flag — The TARDIS hatstand — back to the main control room )


LEELA: 

We've never been 

in here before!


DOCTOR: 

You've never been 

in here before. 


LEELA: 

What is it? 



DOCTOR: 

Number Two control room — 

 been closed for redecoration. 

I Don't Like The Colour.


LEELA: 

White isn't a colour. 


DOCTOR:

 That's The Trouble 

with Computers. 


Always Think in Black and White

No aquamarines, no blues, 

no imagination. 


(The time rotor stops.


LEELA:

Have we stopped? 


DOCTOR: 

No, we haven't stopped. 


(The viewscreen opens.


LEELA: 

Have we materialised? 


DOCTOR: 

Yes. 


LEELA: 

Where? 


DOCTOR: 

Solar System, between 

Jupiter and Saturn. 

About 5000 AD. 


5000 AD? 

We're still in the time of your ancestors. 


LEELA: 

Ancestors? 


DOCTOR: 

Yes. That was the year of the great breakout. 


LEELA: 

The great what?

DOCTOR: 

Mmm. When your forefathers went 

leapfrogging across the solar system 

on their way to the stars. 


Asteroid belt's probably teeming with them now. 

New Frontiersmen, Pioneers 

waiting to spread across The Galaxy 

like a tidal wave. 


Or a disease. 


LEELA:

Why 'disease'? 

I thought you 

liked Humanity?

DOCTOR: 

Oh, I do, I do

Some of my best 

friends are humans. 


But when they get together in great numbers

other lifeforms sometimes suffer.




(Andred tries to activate the scanner.)

 

ANDRED: 

It's jammed.

 

DOCTOR:

Yes. And it's going to stay jammed until the invaders have gone. 

You see, while I'm in here, 

they can't touch me, 

and they can't read my thoughts.

 

ANDRED: 
You mean, They can Travel along any form 
of broadcast wavelength?
 
Tom
Yes, and materialise at the end of it. 
But until They do materialise, 
can't identify their planet of origin 
and time-loop it.

 

ANDRED: 
But You have access to 
The Greatest Source 
of Knowledge in The Universe.

 

Tom : 
Well, I do talk to myself 
sometimes, yes.
 
ANDRED: 
I mean, The Matrix.

 

DOCTOR: 
Oh. Oh, that old thing. 
Yeah. There's a problem there. 
I've been under a bit of a strain recently. 
You see, The Matrix has 
been invaded.

 

ANDRED: 

The Matrix has been invaded?

 

DOCTOR: 

Yes.

 

ANDRED : 

Why haven't you explained this to 

The Supreme Council?

 

DOCTOR: 
Shush
Because They can read thoughts
Even encephalographic patterns. 
That's why I've plugged K9 
into The Matrix instead of Me --
He's got no brains, you see.
 Sorry about that, K9.

 

ANDRED: 
Can you Trust A Machine?
 
DOCTOR: 
This one I can --
He's My Second-Best Friend.



Ultron: 
[as Natasha becomes conscious

I wasn't sure you'd wake up. 

I hoped you would
I wanted to show you something. 

I don't have 
anyone else. 


I think a lot about meteors, 
the •purity• of them. 

!BOOM! 

The End, start again. 
The World made clean for The New Man to rebuild. 

I was meant to be new. 
I was meant to be beautiful

The World would've looked to the sky 
and seen Hope, seen Mercy. 

Instead they'll look up in horror because of YOU

You've wounded me. 
I give you full marks for that. 

But, like The Man says, 
"What doesn't kill me…" 

[a much bigger, all-vibranium body of Ultron's rips the previous one in two.

"…just makes me stronger." 

[he locks Natasha in a cell]







[Titan base]

LOWE: Drop your weapons. I'm arresting you. All of you! 
(The three spacemen spin round. Lowe kills Silvey then runs. He hides behind a door labelled Kryogenics Sexshun. Safran and Meeker follow him.) 

SAFRAN: 
Close the door. Turn off the oxygen supply. 

(The Doctor briefly looks out of the Tardis, goes back inside then comes out again a few moments later. Leela follows slowly, knife ready.) 

DOCTOR: 
Nobody around. Not a soul. 

(The Doctor sounds a duck call.) 

DOCTOR: 
Anyone home? 

LEELA: 
Doctor, look. 

(They go to Silvey's body.) 

DOCTOR: 
Disregard mayday. 
He said disregard mayday. Why? 

LEELA: 
It is still warm. 

DOCTOR: 
Don't be gruesome. 

LEELA: 
I am a hunter. 

DOCTOR: 
You're a savage. 

LEELA: 
Perhaps. I'm not ashamed of what I am 
and I tell you, Doctor, 
I can smell danger. 

DOCTOR: 
What did you say? 
LEELA: 
I said, I can smell danger. 

DOCTOR: 
Evil again? 

LEELA: 
Everywhere. In this place. 

DOCTOR: 
We'd better find it before it finds us. 

LEELA: 
Right. 

DOCTOR: 
Stay here. 

LEELA: 
I'm no coward. 

(The Doctor moves off. Leela runs in another direction. The Doctor returns, walking backwards.) 

DOCTOR: 
Now listen, whatever happens. 

(He realises she has already gone, and leaves.)

[Base control]

SAFRAN: 
Set temperature and humidity rate 
for optimum breeding conditions. 

MEEKER: 
Set temperature and humidity rate 
for optimum breeding conditions. 

(The Doctor enters.

DOCTOR: 
Excuse me, you don't know me. 
Let me introduce myself. 

SAFRAN: 
There is no need. 
We are preparing the hives now. 

DOCTOR: 
People call me the D...
Hives? 

SAFRAN: 
For the nucleus which you carry within you. 

DOCTOR: 
Are you all right? 
I answered your mayday. 

(Safran and Meeker turn, and the Doctor sees the silver growths on their faces. He backs away a little.) 

SAFRAN: 
You answered the call? 

DOCTOR: 
That's right, that's right. 
Has someone been hurt?

SAFRAN: 
It is of no consequence. 
The physical envelope is of no importance. 

MEEKER: 
Of no importance. 

DOCTOR: 
What do you mean, of no importance? 
I just found a dead body out there. 

(Energy passes between Meeker and the Doctor.) 

MEEKER: 
Now that you have arrived. 

DOCTOR: 
I have arrived. 

SAFRAN: 
All that matters is that the reject should be destroyed. 

DOCTOR: 
Reject should be destroyed. 

SAFRAN: 
And breeding begin. 

DOCTOR: 
And breeding from my nucleus begin. 

(Leela finds the Kryogenics door and opens it. Lowe topples out, covered in ice. She drags him away. Meanwhile, Safran gives the Doctor his weapon.) 

DOCTOR: 
Leela The Reject will not suspect me. 

SAFRAN: 
One of us will follow. 

DOCTOR: 
That is not necessary. 

SAFRAN: 
The nucleus within you must not be harmed. 

MEEKER: 
Must not be harmed. 

DOCTOR: 
Very well. 

(The Doctor and Meeker leave.)

[Mess]

(Leela gives the recovering Lowe a hot drink.) 

LOWE: 
Who are you? 

LEELA: 
We answered your mayday. 

LOWE: 
They tried to kill me. The relief crew. 
They're insane. They've already killed these poor devils. 

LEELA: 
But why? Are they your enemies? 

LOWE: 
No. I know them. At least, I thought I did. 
But they've changed. 


LEELA: How changed? 
LOWE: Their eyes, their manner, their whole behaviour is different. One of them said something. 
LEELA: What? 

LOWE: 
Their purpose. 
"This place will be suitable for our purpose. 
For our purpose", whatever that is. 

LEELA: The Doctor will know. He'll be here soon.


[Titan base]

DOCTOR: 

Leela? Leela, where are you?


[Mess]


LEELA: 
That's him. That's The Doctor. 

LOWE: 
No, wait. 
It could be a trap, if they've caught him. 

LEELA: 
What are we going to do? 

LOWE: 
Hide. 
(Leela stands beside the door and Lowe picks up his weapon.) 

DOCTOR [OC]: 
Don't worry, Leela, it's only me. Listen to me, Leela. 
There's nothing wrong with this place. 
It's most suitable. 

It's a good place. 
A good place.

[Titan base]


DOCTOR: 
Come on, Leela. I'm waiting. 

Please leave me. Please. 
I can't do it. I can't do it. 

MEEKER: 
Think of the purpose. 
She is a reject. She must die. 

DOCTOR: I can't. 

MEEKER: 
Think of the purpose! 

DOCTOR: 
I can't. 

MEEKER: 
The purpose is all important! 

(Lowe knocks over a plant.) 

DOCTOR: 
The reject is here. 

(They walk to the Mess door.) 
MEEKER: 
Stay. The nucleus does not wish to be harmed. 
I shall destroy her. 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. Kill her. Kill her.

[Mess]


(Meeker enters and shoots the gun out of Lowe's hand. Leela throws her knife into his back. Meeker falls over a chair. Leela grabs her knife back and runs out, also carrying a gun.) 

LOWE: 
Meeker, this purpose, what is it? 

(Energy transfers from Meeker to Lowe, then he dies. Lowe runs after Leela.)

[Titan base]

LOWE: 
Leave it to me. 
I know this place. 

(Lowe runs off. The Doctor comes up behind Leela, holding a gun in his very hairy hand.)

Part Two

[Titan base]

NUCLEUS [OC]: 
Destroy. The Reject must be destroyed. 
Kill. Kill. 

DOCTOR [OC]: 
I can't. I won't

NUCLEUS [OC]: 
You must

DOCTOR: 
Leela. 

LEELA: 
Doctor! 

(She turns and sees the gun.) 

DOCTOR: 
Leela, I can't stop it. 

(Leela ducks as he fires.) 

DOCTOR: 
Got to fight it. 
Got to fight it. 

(The Doctor curls up into a ball.) 

LEELA: 
Doctor, what's wrong? 

(He lets go of the gun, and the long silver hairs on his hand disappear.) 

LEELA: 
Doctor, what was all that? 

DOCTOR: 
I'm fighting for my mind. 
Whatever it was that attacked Safran and the others is also affecting me. 

LEELA: 
Why not me? 

DOCTOR: 
Perhaps because...Oh! 
I can feel it gathering strength to attack again. 

LEELA: 
The Evil One? 

DOCTOR: 
Some kind of organism that attacks 
the mind, the intelligence. 
It's trying to take me over, Leela. 
It's trying to change me. 


LEELA: 
No, Doctor, please. 

DOCTOR: 
I need help. 
I must withdraw into myself, save strength. 

(The Doctor becomes very still.) 

LEELA: 
Why not me?

[Titan base airlock]


(Safran has just pressed the button when Lowe comes round the corner. Safran draws his gun.) 

LOWE: 
No, wait. 
Contact has been made. 

(Lowe has the silver scales around his eyes.) 

LOWE: 
We are one, Safran. 

SAFRAN: 
Then why pursue me? 

LOWE: 
For The Purpose. 
The Doctor has not yet succumbed to 
The Power of The Nucleus. 
You will prepare the tanks for incubation. 

They do not suspect me yet. 
I will stay with them to guard The Nucleus 
and to destroy the reject. 

(Leela is running along the corridor. Lowe snatches a pair of goggles from Safran and puts them on.) 

LOWE: 
Give me those. Get down! 

LEELA: 
Did you get him? 

LOWE: 
Yes, but he almost got me. 
My eyes caught a flash from his blaster. 

LEELA: 
Come with me. 
The Doctor's ill, very ill. 
He told me to get help.

LOWE: 
But there are no facilities here. 

LEELA: 
Well, where, then? 

(Lowe and Leela leave, and Safran gets up again.)

[Titan base]


(The Doctor is still sitting very still. The Nucleus speaks inside Lowe's head.) 

NUCLEUS [OC]: 
You must protect The Host. 

LOWE: 
The nearest place is the Centre for Alien Biomorphology. 
But that's in the asteroid belt. 

LEELA: 
We'll take the TARDIS. 
Doctor, we're taking you somewhere to get help, 
but we need the TARDIS. 
Now, where are we going? 

LOWE: 
The Bi-Al Foundation, 
asteroid K four zero six seven. 

LEELA: 
What are the coordinates? 
Doctor, what are the coordinates? 

DOCTOR: 
Vector one nine, 
quadrant three. 
Seven four three. 

LEELA: 
Seven four three.

(They help him up.

DOCTOR: 
Eight zero zero.

[Bi-Al Foundation]

The asteroid has been completely hollowed out, and has lots of groups of windows in its surface. 
There is also a Red Cross logo, a tall antenna and a space ambulance on a landing pad. 

Inside, a patient swathed in gold foil has been strapped to a gurney and is being wheeled away down a corridor on level 2X. 

It is The Doctor. 

He is put inside a frosted compartment in the wall, 
the attendant presses a button and leaves. 

At the reception desk, 
Leela is checking him in. 

The TARDIS is neatly parked nearby, next to a potted palm.

WOMAN: 
Patient's name? 

LEELA: 
Er, just The Doctor. 

WOMAN: 
Place of origin? 

LEELA: 
Gallifrey. 

WOMAN: 
Ireland? 

LEELA: 
Oh, I expect so. 

WOMAN: 
Thank you, that's all we need for now. 

LEELA: 
But where is he? 

WOMAN: 
Level X4, Isolation, 
being datalysed. 

LEELA: 
Being what? 

WOMAN: 
Datalysed. 
Treatment is already underway. 
Are you next of kin? 

LEELA: 
Oh, no. Er, yes. 
I don't know. I expect so. 

(Lowe enters, wearing the goggles of course.

LOWE: 
Where's The Doctor?
 
LEELA: 
They've taken him away to level X4. 

LOWE: 
X4? 

WOMAN: 
Isolation. 
What's your trouble? 

LOWE: 
Blaster flash. 
Accident. 

WOMAN: 
Eye section straight through. 
They'll deal with you there. 


LOWE: (to Leela) 
I'll find you later. 

(Lowe leaves.) 

LEELA: 
Can I be with the Doctor? 

WOMAN: 
Not until Professor Marius 
has had a chance to examine him. 

LEELA: 
Marius? 

WOMAN: 
He's our specialist in extraterrestrial pathological endomorphisms. 

LEELA: Oh. 

WOMAN: 
Wait over there, please.

[Isolation ward]


(A wild-haired man takes a paper readout from a mobile computer built in the shape of a dog, and turns to his assistant. He speaks with a teutonic accent.) 

MARIUS: 
Blithering idiots, the pair of you. 
This man is in a self-induced coma. 
There's absolutely nothing wrong with the fellow. 
Oh, look at him. 

(The Doctor is lying on the examination table.) 

MARIUS: 
He's probably one of those good-for-nothing spaceniks. 
Now, why have I been sent for? 
Tell me that. Why? 
Complete and utter waste of time. 

(The dog-computer is producing another printout from its 'muzzle'.)

PARSONS: 
Excuse me, sir. 

MARIUS: 
What, what, what, what, what? 

PARSONS
K9 indicates that the, The Patient 
is not a member of The Human Race!

MARIUS
Nonsense

PARSONS
Well, see for yourself.
Look, Two Hearts. 
Symbiotic, self-renewing 
cell structure. 

MARIUS
Is this right, K9? 

K9: (for it is he
Affirmative, Master. 

MARIUS: 
Is he now. Point of origin? 

K9: 
Beyond the solar system. 

MARIUS: 
Thank you, K9. 

K9: 
Master. 

MARIUS: 
Nurse, let's get an encephalograph out on him, hmm? 

(The Doctor is slid underneath a scanning device. K9 beeps.) 

MARIUS: 
Well, well, what is it? 

K9: 
Unidentified viral type infection with noetic characteristics, 
at present seated in the mind-brain interface 
and therefore having no ascertainable mass or structure, master. 

MARIUS: 
Interesting. Most interesting. 
It isn't every night that we come up with a brand new infection, is it, Parsons? 

PARSONS: 
No, sir. 

(The Doctor sits up.) 

DOCTOR: 
Hello. 

MARIUS: 
Good evening. 

DOCTOR: 
Find anything? 

MARIUS: 
Not yet, my boy, 
but we will, we will. 

(Marius lies the Doctor back down again. An image of the Doctor's head comes up on the scanner.) 

MARIUS: 
Ah, Doctor, I see. 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. What have you found? 

MARIUS: 
Cataleptic trance? 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. 

MARIUS: 
Self-induced. 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. 

MARIUS: 
Ha. Why? 

DOCTOR: 
Self-preservation. 

Whatever it is I'm suffering from 
seems to thrive on intellectual activity

MARIUS: 
Oh, I see. 

You mean that the harder you think, 
the more of a grip it seems to take? 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. Non-thinking is the only way to shake it off, 
but I can't stay mindless for eternity, can I.

MARIUS: 
Oh, no, I take your point, I take your point. 
Now my computer here, he's —

DOCTOR: 
Ah. Hello. 

K9: 
Hello. 

DOCTOR: 
How are you? 

MARIUS: 
Well, he seems to think that it's noetic in character, 
that means it's only detectable during consciousness. 

DOCTOR: 
I know what noetic means. 

MARIUS: 
I'm sorry. 

DOCTOR: 
Mind-brain interface. 

MARIUS: 
Well, if it exists. 

DOCTOR: 
But of course. 
How stupid. 

That's why it attacked The 
TARDIS Computer first. 

It was showing the greatest 
amount of mental activity. 
I was just idling, so to speak. 

MARIUS: 
When was this? 

DOCTOR: 
When we were first attacked.
We were on our way to Titan. 

I assumed it was just a static build-up. 

Then when I checked The Computer, 
it jumped into my mind, 
and that explains why Leela was —

MARIUS: 
Hmm? 

DOCTOR: 
Why Leela was unaffected. 
Have you met Leela? 

MARIUS: 
No. 

DOCTOR: 
She's all Instinct and Intuition

MARIUS: 
Oh. 

DOCTOR:
That's why The Virus rejected her. 
Of course. I begin to see it all now. 

MARIUS: 
Well, it's possible, it's possible. 
Was anyone else exposed to it? 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. The entire crew on Titan. 
Well, one exception. 
The Supervisor, man called Lowe. 

K9: 
Supervisor Lowe has been 
seen in The Eye Section. 

MARIUS: 
Are you sure? 

K9: 
Affirmative. 

(The Doctor goes back into his coma.

MARIUS: 
Are you sure that he was the, oh. 
Oh dear, he's gone again. 

I want him kept under 
constant observation. 
See to it, K9. 
Full monitoring. 

K9: 
Affirmative, Master.