
Doctor Who - The Crusade

THE CRUSADE

Season 2, 1965; 4 episodes

In 1095 Pope Urban II called for a crusade to establish

Christian possession of the Holy Land. Kings, nobles, their private armies, conscripts, villagers and peasants flocked to
"take up the Cross". After seven crusades and nearly two centuries of bloodshed that achieved next to nothing, the last
Crusader foothold in the east fell in 1291.

In 1096 the "People's Crusade", a poorly led, undisciplined
and ill-equipped rabble, left Europe for the Holy Land. It ended in disaster, wiped out by Turks and Saracens without getting much further than Constantinople (now Istanbul). Also in 1096 the First Crusade set forth, with more success. Three years later these Crusaders captured Jerusalem, and put its inhabitants to the sword. The popular image of gallant and chivalrous knights is far removed from reality. Success by the
Turks in Edessa lead to a second Crusade in 1147, it captured
Damascus but ended shortly after.

In 1169 Saladin became leader of the Saracens, and 18 years
later invaded Palestine. A Third Crusade began, led by Richard the Lionheart of England and Philip II of France. The two leaders constantly quarrelled, and after taking Acre in 1191
Philip returned home leaving Richard in sole command. In the summer of that year, Richard began his march on Jerusalem.
Richard would fail to take the city, the following year he concluded a treaty with Saladin and returned home.

Chroniclers of the above events neglect to mention the
appearance of a strange blue box at Jaffa, between Acre and
Jerusalem, in the year 1191.

`The Crusade' is arguably the best historical Doctor Who story
ever. It is well-researched and written, and there is some great dialogue for the Doctor. The Crusade was also the first
Doctor Who story in which established actors played guest roles, Julian Glover as King Richard, and Jean Marsh as his sister Joanna both give fine performances.

Julian Glover also played King Richard in the telemovie

Ivanhoe, directed by Crusade's director, Douglas Camfield. He would return to play a Doctor Who villain 14 years after `The
Crusade'.

Jean Marsh, at one time married to some chap called Pertwee,
is perhaps best known for her role in the BBC series
`Upstairs, Downstairs'. She would return to Doctor Who twice more; as Sara Kingdom in `The Daleks' Masterplan', and
Morgaine in the seventh Doctor story `Battlefield'.

Episodes 2 and 4 of The Crusade are the only episodes missing
from Doctor Who's second season.

Episode 3 'The Wheel of Fortune' was retained by the BBC. It
was released in 1991 on the compilation video "The Hartnell
Years". The other three episodes were believed lost forever.
However in January 1999 episode 1, 'The Lion', was discovered in New Zealand. This episode, as well as 'The Wheel of
Fortune' and links by Ian Chesterton (William Russel), is now available on the special video release The Crusade and The
Space Museum.

Introduction by GARY ZIMMER (ZIMMER@bandicoot.me.rmit.edu.au).

The Crusade (1)

THE CRUSADE - EPISODE 1
first broadcast - 27th March 1965
running time - 24mins 56secs

THE LION

Written by

DAVID WHITAKER

1.  EXTERIOR OF A SMALL WOOD OUTSIDE OF JAFFA.

(Two knights in hunting gear, with daggers and swords, walk through
the wood, looking about cautiously.  After they have passed, a Saracen steps out from a nearby bush, bow in hand.  He slips an arrow into place, and bending the bow, takes aim at the retreating knights.
Another Saracen, El Akir, steps out of the bushes and holds the bowman's arm.  El Akir is in his late 30s and is a man of great power.)

EL AKIR:  No!  Not yet!  One of them may be the

King.  Follow them and listen.

(The soldier nods, replaces his arrow, and moves off after the two
knights.  El Akir follows him.)

2.  EXTERIOR OF ANOTHER PART OF THE WOOD.

(A hawk rests on the outstretched arm of King Richard.  He is
in his early 30s and has red hair.  He slips a small leather bag over the hunting bird's head.)

RICHARD:  We are the only day and night for you, hunter.

(Two knights, Reynier de Marun and William de Tornebu, are with Richard.

De Tornebu is kneeling on the ground, attempting to mend the clasp on a bejeweled gold belt. De Marun is standing against a tree looking at the
King.)

DE MARUN:  I wish that I were a hawk, Sire, and Saladin
my prey.

RICHARD:  (laughing)  Hmm.  Now there's
a subject for our troubadours and actors.  Speak to the Chamberlain about it, I beg you, de Marun.

DE MARUN:  I will, my lord.  I will have the players
call the entertainment "The Defeat of Saladin, the Sparrow of the
East".

RICHARD:  (laughing)  Hmm, hmm.  Well, it will
help us to pass these weary waiting nights at Jaffa.

(He glances down at de Tournebu who is still trying to close the
clasp of the belt.)

Here's a man devoted to his work.

DE TORNEBU:  A beautiful thing, Sire, but it has a stubborn
streak.  The clasp is faulty and needs hot spiers to make it pliable.

RICHARD:  Perhaps I should ride with craftsmen and leave
my knights at home.

(As the knights laugh at the King's remark, William des Preaux, another
knight, breaks through the bushes into the clearing, sword in hand.)

DES PREAUX:  Your Majesty...

RICHARD:  (emphatically)  No, des Preaux, I
will not fight today.

DE MARUN:  Or do you mean to slay us all?

DE TORNEBU:  And eat us for his dinner, from the look of
him.

DES PREAUX:  Sire, I've heard sounds in these woods.

DE MARUN:  I have heard nothing...

DE TORNEBU:  What sort of sounds?

RICHARD:  Let the man speak!

DES PREAUX:  I fear this wood, Sire!  You're too far
from Jaffa and the Saracens too near.

RICHARD:  Have you seen any?

DES PREAUX:  No.  But I sense them about us!

This wood might have been designed for ambush.

(The King strokes the back of his hawk.)

RICHARD:  What, des Preaux?  Would you see danger in
your own shadow?

DE TORNEBU:  I have put the brothers de L'Etabe with the
horses, Sire.  And all is ready for the return to Jaffa.

(Aware of the King's cold stare, de Tornebu shifts uncomfortably
and continues cautiously.)

If your Majesty desires to go.

RICHARD:  We will stay here until, William the Wary, you
recover your composure.  And, I hope, your sense of humor.

(All laugh except for de Tornebu.)

3.  EXTERIOR OF THICK BUSHES.

(El Akir and a Saracen soldier watch the King and his three knights
from the bushes.)

4.  EXTERIOR OF ANOTHER PART OF THE WOOD.

(Ian spreads the bushes aside and looks around.  Barbara is
just behind him and further back The Doctor and Vicki are emerging from the TARDIS.)

IAN:  I'll just take a look around.

(Barbara follows Ian through the bushes.)

THE DOCTOR:  Yes, yes.

5. EXTERIOR OF A CLEARING IN THE WOODS.

(Ian moves into a clearing followed by Barbara.  A Saracen appears
brandishing a sword and advances on Ian as Barbara backs away.)

IAN:  Barbara.

(A fight between the knights and the Saracens is heard in the background.

Suddenly The Doctor appears from the bushes behind the Saracen.)

THE DOCTOR:  Good afternoon!

(The Saracen spins around, and Ian seizes the opportunity to move
in on him.  A hand goes over Barbara's mouth, and she is pulled back, unnoticed by the others, into the bushes.  Ian struggles with the
Saracen bringing him to the ground, but it is The Doctor who delivers the decisive blow, bringing a shield down over the Saracen's head.)

(to Ian)  What is all this?  Who is it?  How
did he attack you?  Why did he attack you?

IAN:  I tell you, I didn't stop to ask him.

(Vicki emerges.)

VICKI:  What's going on?  Where are we?

THE DOCTOR:  Ssh!

(The sounds of nearby battle pierce the silence of the wood.)

IAN:  Sounds to me as if he's got some friends.

THE DOCTOR:  Hmm, come on. Come along.

(The Doctor leans over the unconscious Saracen, intending to drag
him into the bushes.)

VICKI:  But who is he?

THE DOCTOR:  Come away child... Out of one trouble into another!

(Ian looks around and with alarm realizes that Barbara is missing.)

IAN:  Barbara.  Barbara!  Barbara!

6.  EXTERIOR OF A BUSH.

IAN:  (oov)  Barbara!

(With a gag over her mouth, Barbara is face down, her hands being
tied behind her back by a Saracen.)

7.  EXTERIOR OF A CLEARING IN THE WOODS.

(The King and his party move through the bushes on retreat from the

Saracens.)

IAN:  (whispering to The Doctor and Vicki)  Someone's
coming. Hide.

(Hearing the battle approach, The Doctor and Vicki withdraw into
the cover of the bushes, while Ian presses himself behind a tree.
The King, with a slight head wound, is helped by de Marun and des Preaux.
De Tornebu walks with his sword ready. De Marun suddenly falls to the ground, dead.  De Tornebu falls, too, an arrow stuck in his shoulder.
He lands near The Doctor and Vicki.  Next, the King falls just as
Ian pulls him down into the bushes while the Saracens enter the clearing.
Des Preaux, alone, faces the Saracens.)

DES PREAUX:  Saracens!  I am the king!  I am Malek

Ric!

EL AKIR:  So!  You have no friends to protect you now,

Malek Ric.

DES PREAUX:  Am I to die as well?  If so, dispatch
me and have done with it.

EL AKIR:  A king at liberty may give commands.  A captured
one obeys them.

(to his men)  Take him!

(The men drag him away.  El Akir turns to the Saracen who remains.)

Find the others and kill them.

(El Akir leaves.  The King, still lying beside Ian, groans in
pain as he comes to.  The Saracen hears this, draws his sword, and approaches.  Seeing the sword dropped on the ground by de Marun, Ian jumps for it and scrambles to his feet.  The King rises and looks after Ian.  The Saracen and Ian fight as Vicki and The Doctor look on.  The Doctor moves forward but is confronted by a second Saracen.
De Tornebu crawls out of the bushes, pulling the arrow from his shoulder.
Ian continues to fight the Saracen and ends up knocking him out.
The Doctor, however, is in dire straights; the second Saracen is about to cut him down.  De Tornebu picks up his sword by the hilt and throws it like a spear into the Saracen's back.  The Saracen falls dead.
Vicki runs out from the bushes.)

THE DOCTOR:  (breathlessly to Ian)  It's alright,
old chap, I have my friend here to thank for my life.  All right, dear boy?

IAN:  (breathlessly)  Yes, I'm alright.

THE DOCTOR:  That Saracen very nearly did for me.

(A thought occurs to him.)

Of course.  Did you hear what that man called... called him?

The Saracens.  Malek Ric!  Yes!  That was the name the Saracens had for King Richard. Coeur de Lion. Malek Ric.

VICKI:  So we're in the Holy Land?

(De Tornebu tries to rise and speak.)

He's trying to say something.  Wha...

THE DOCTOR:  I think he's got a very bad wound here.

DE TORNEBU:  He was not the King.

VICKI:  Not the King?

DE TORNEBU:  The belt...

THE DOCTOR:  Hmm?

DE TORNEBU:  Get the belt.

VICKI:  (picking it up)  This belt?

THE DOCTOR:  This belt!  Wait a minute.  Of course,
yes.  I remember.  This belongs to his royal master, King Richard.
He'll certainly be glad to get this back again.  We shall be able to get into his favor.  And we need some assistance to help find Barbara.

IAN:  We can't wait that long, Doctor.  I'm going to
look for her now.

THE DOCTOR:  Be careful.

8.  EXTERIOR OF ANOTHER PART OF THE WOOD.

(Barbara, bound and gagged, is being carried through the wood by
two Saracens who are amused at her struggles.  El Akir follows, keeping a watchful eye over his shoulder.  The King also moves off through the wood.)

IAN:  (oov)  Barbara!  Barbara!

9.  EXTERIOR OF THE TARDIS, BUSHES, AND CLEARING.

(The Doctor locks the TARDIS door.  He is now wearing his cloak
and is carrying another over his arm.  He moves to where Vicki is caring for the unconscious de Tornebu.)

THE DOCTOR:  How is he, my dear?  Did he take the drug

I gave you?

VICKI:  Yes, but I'm afraid he's unconscious again.

THE DOCTOR:  Yes.  Well, he should be better when
we get him back to his own people, hmm.

(Ian enters.)

VICKI:  Where have you been?

THE DOCTOR:  Are you alright?

VICKI:  You've been gone over an hour.

IAN:  (sighing)  There's no sign of Barbara
anywhere.

THE DOCTOR:  Well, as I said before, we must try and get some
help from King Richard.  (pointing to belt)  This certainly belongs to him.

IAN:  (sighing) I suppose you're right.  Well, how
are we going to set about it?

THE DOCTOR:  Well, at the moment we can do nothing further
until I find some clothes for all of us to wear, hmm.  Yes.
Now, I think Vicki and I should go down into that city and see what we can find.  (giving the cloak to Vicki)  Now, here child, put on this cloak, and it'll help to act as a disguise.

IAN:  While you're gone, I'll gather some branches and
make a stretcher for him.

THE DOCTOR:  It's a good idea, but be careful.  In
the meantime, keep your eye on that.

(He hands Ian the belt.)

IAN:  Oh, yeah.

THE DOCTOR:  Come along, child.

(They go, leaving Ian holding the King's belt.)

10.  INTERIOR OF SALADIN'S HEADQUARTERS AT RAMLAH.

(Barbara is lying face down on a rug.  William des Preaux is
with her.  There is a stool and a table nearby with a pitcher of water and some goblets.  A Saracen stands guard at the door.  Des Preaux gives a coin to a servant in exchange for a cloak.  He then takes it and covers Barbara.  She immediately opens her eyes and begins to sit up.  People and animals are heard from an open window.)

DES PREAUX:  I will do you no harm.

BARBARA:  Oh. Oh, thank heaven they've taken that gag away.

Umm, I'm so thirsty.

(Des Preaux pours her a drink of water.)

DES PREAUX:  I do not know who you are.  Or how you
came to be in the wood outside Jaffa.

(He looks at Barbara, who thinks it is better to keep quiet for the
moment.)

Your clothing is strange. It has caused some talk.

BARBARA:  Thank you for the cloak.

(She adjusts the cloak around her and then takes the water that des

Preaux gives her.)

Oh, that's better.  Where are we?

DES PREAUX:  I am told we are at Ramlah.

BARBARA:  Ramlah?

DES PREAUX:  The great Sultan's encampment.

BARBARA:  Oh, I see.  Well, what are we doing here?

DES PREAUX:  As for you, I can make no guess.  But

I am King Richard, Couer de Lion, leader of the mighty host, scourge of the infidel.

BARBARA:  But I thought Richard had red hair.

DES PREAUX:  Had?  Still has if the ruse has worked.

BARBARA:  Oh, then y...

DES PREAUX:  I am Sir William des Preaux, captured and mistaken
for my King.  Some smiles will turn to long faces soon, I have no doubt.

BARBARA:  Yes, I heard the sound of fighting in the wood.

DES PREAUX:  We were sadly outnumbered and... and taken by
surprise.

BARBARA:  What happened, uh, to the others?  In the
wood?

DES PREAUX:  I do not know.  Maybe I shall never know.

(suddenly smiling)  But I have a hopeful heart and, which is better, a lucky King.  And you, who will not say her name...

BARBARA:  Oh, Barbara.

DES PREAUX:  Barbara.  I would like to know how one
so gentle puts herself among the sword and arrows.  And your garments are a fashion in themselves.

(Barbara rises, moving forward as she pleads with des Preaux.)

BARBARA:  Take me back to that wood, Sir William, and I'll
answer all your questions.

DES PREAUX:  You ask for the impossible very lightly.

BARBARA:  Well, is it so impossible?

DES PREAUX:  Today it is.  But what am I to say of
you to the heathen?  How can I explain you to them?

BARBARA:  Well, to them you're King Richard.  So who would
travel with Richard?

DES PREAUX:  The Queen would not, but the Princess...

Yes, you shall be Joanna, my sister, and help me in my lies.

BARBARA:  (laughing)  Very well.  I seem
to have gained a brother and a title.

DES PREAUX:  And what is more, a friend.

BARBARA:  I'm grateful for that.

(Des Preaux looks through the archway and sees El Akir walking toward
the room.)

DES PREAUX:  Ssh.  Remember, you are Joanna.

(El Akir enters.)

EL AKIR:  _____ Salah ed-Din has commanded that all prisoners
be treated with compassion.  Would you say I have complied with his wishes?

DES PREAUX:  The Sultan of Egypt and Syria would no doubt
be pleased.  But this lady, my sister...

EL AKIR:  Sister?

DES PREAUX:  Aye.  Joanna...

(Barbara curtsies to El Akir.)

Princess of England and closest to me in affection.

(Barbara curtsies again.  She then looks at des Preaux and sits
down.)

My sister has been ill-treated, handled roughly by your men.  Is
this the compassion Saladin speaks of?

EL AKIR:  Enough of your babbling.  The woman is all
of one piece.

DES PREAUX:  (filled with absolute rage)  Woman!

Hold your tongue, Saracen!

(The guard restrains des Preaux.)

EL AKIR:  We shall call her a prisoner, then.  Does
that sound better?  You have no rights, no privileges, nothing except the benevolence of our leader.  That you are the King's sister bodes well for me.  I can serve both the Sultan and the Malek el Adil.

DES PREAUX:  (angrily)  Saphadin?

EL AKIR:  As you call the Sultan's brother, yes.  He
will be pleased to see the woman he has so long admired.

(to the guard)  Let him go.  He is a lion without claws.

(El Akir exits.)

BARBARA:  Someone is going to have a very red face before
long.

DES PREAUX:  And an angry temper.

11.  EXTERIOR OF A STREET IN JAFFA.

(Ben Daheer stands outside his shop, located in an extremely busy
area with people and animals all about.  His shop is between two stalls that flank his archway entrance.  Bundles of cloth and satin are laid out.)

BEN:  Silk. Satin. Fine robes!  Rich silks. Satins
from Basrah!  Fine robes!  Silk. Satin!  The finest robes in Jaffa!  Silk. Satin. Fine robes!  Rich silk. Fine satin!
The finest robes in Jaf...

(The Doctor comes up and examines the fabric.  Vicki remains
in the background.)

My lord.  You are from Pisa, my lord?

THE DOCTOR:  No.

BEN:  Genoa, then?

THE DOCTOR:  I know of the place well.

BEN:  (laughing)  Ah, you are very cautious,
you traders from Venice.

THE DOCTOR:  I am not a Venetian.  Neither am I a trader.

BEN:  Oh, your pardon, my lord.  The richness of your cloak
is hidden by the darkness.

THE DOCTOR:  You have some very fine materials here.

BEN:  (proudly)  The finest of the coast, my
lord!

THE DOCTOR:  (laughing)  Ooh!  That's
what they all say.

BEN:  Please, step into my humble shop.

(The Doctor and Ben go into the shop.)

THE DOCTOR:  Truly remarkable, all the colors of the rainbow.

Ha, ha! Yes, it's truly... Where did you say these wonderful materials came from?

BEN:  Basrah, my lord.

THE DOCTOR:  Basrah?  Ah!

(Ben sees another man, Thatcher, who is carrying a bundle of clothes.)

BEN:  (irritated)  Forgive me, my lord.

(Ben Daheer turns his attention to Thatcher.)

THE DOCTOR:  (looking at the cloths)  Most interesting, yes.

BEN:  Why can't you be more careful when you come here?

Why can't you wait until the place is empty?

(They open Thatcher's bundle; Ben begins to sort through the clothes.)

THATCHER:  They're all good.  Fine things.  I
want more than you paid last time.

BEN:  Such clothes as these are difficult for me to sell.

THATCHER:  (impatiently)  Just give me my money!

BEN:  I am afraid that I may sell them to the person you
took them from.

THATCHER:  A good price, that's all I ask.

(The Doctor overhears their conversation.)

THE DOCTOR:  (to himself, laughing)  Having
been stolen once, they can be stolen again, or perhaps borrowed, shall we say, hmm! (laughs)

(The Doctor hides under one of the stalls as Ben pulls out a little
leather bag and counts some coins into Thatcher's hands.)

THATCHER:  Here, that's not enough. It was dangerous work
getting them things.  If I were caught, do you know what would happen?
Do you know the King's punishment for thieves?  I'd be shorn like a prizefighter and boiling pitch poured on me head.  And, as for you...

(The Doctor's hand appears on the table and removes one of the garments.)

BEN:  You did get out of the palace without being seen?

THATCHER:  Of course I did.  Remember, I can go
elsewhere next time.

BEN:  And get less?

(The Doctor's hand reappears, removing another item of clothing.)

THATCHER:  I couldn't get any less than what you give me!

Blimey!  It was hard word going around the palace, I couldn't have done anything.
I spend all my time trying to get this money. You do nothing.

BEN:  As you paid nothing for them in the first place, you
have done very well.

(Disgusted, Thatcher leaves, counting his money.  Ben turns
back to address The Doctor.)

My lord? My lord?  I was sure that he would buy from me.

I could have sworn that he hadn't left.

(The Doctor ties a cord to the leg of one of the stalls.  He
crawls back and pulls the cord.  As the stall collapses Ben rushes over.  Taking advantage of his diversion, The Doctor throws the bundle of clothes to Vicki, who is outside the doorway.)

(wailing)  Oh, my beautiful clothes! Oh, they're ruined!

All covered in mud! My silks and satins! Embroidery from India! Oh,
I am beset by devils! Oh!

(Vicki makes her getaway.  The Doctor rejoins Ben.)

THE DOCTOR:  Oh, my poor friend, what a misfortune.

You've had an accident.

BEN:  Oh, am I not the most miserable of men.

THE DOCTOR:  Oh, yes you are.  But, I'm afraid I...

I must leave you with your misfortune.  But I shall return.
Yes, I will return and you shan't be the loser by this time, eh?

BEN:  Oh please do.  Please do, my lord.

THE DOCTOR:  Thank you.  Thank you.  Thank you.

BEN:  For what, my lord?

THE DOCTOR:  Oh, for being here.  For being here
when you were most needed.  Yes, yes.  Goodbye.

BEN:  Goodbye, my lord.

THE DOCTOR:  Goodbye.  And long live the Sultan.

BEN:  Yes!

(The Doctor walks away, well satisfied.)

12.  INTERIOR OF SALADIN'S RECEPTION CHAMBER.

(Saphadin, Saladin's brother, is seated on a magnificent chair with
draperies behind it.  A guard stands in a corner.  El Akir stands proudly before him.  Once again, crowds from the street are heard throughout.)

SAPHADIN:  Speak, El Akir.

EL AKIR:  My lord, I bring good fortune not only for your
ears but for he who rules all of us as well.

SAPHADIN:  My brother hears you as I do.

EL AKIR:  I would see his face when I tell my story.

SAPHADIN:  Be content that your voice is heard.  If
what you have to say pleases my brother, then you will see him.

(Saladin is sitting on a chair similar to Saphadin's, directly behind
his brother.  He can hear everything without being seen.)

EL AKIR:  Know then that I, El Akir, have the instrument
to vanquish the invaders from across the seas.

SAPHADIN:  Indeed?

(El Akir claps his hands and the guard brings in des Preaux.)

EL AKIR:  I have taken two prisoners.  One of them,
the King of the English, Malek Ric.

SAPHADIN:  (amazed)  Malek Ric?!  If
you are speaking the truth...

(Saladin holds his hands in prayer and presses the hands to his lips,
his thumbs resting on his chin.  El Akir claps his hands and the guard immediately closes the window.  The room is silent.)

EL AKIR:  The Lion is in our cage.

SAPHADIN:  Good fortune indeed, El Akir.

EL AKIR:  The other, a priceless stone I bring to lay before
you, as your heart desires.  The sister of the Malek Ric.  Here for your command.

(El Akir, positively glowing in triumph, claps his hands once more.

Barbara is led into the room.  El Akir bows.  Saphadin takes one step toward Barbara and peers at her closely.  He controls his anger carefully.)

SAPHADIN:  Princess Joanna.

EL AKIR:  No less.

SAPHADIN:  (viciously)  Less then less!

(El Akir is taken aback, alarmed at Saphadin's venom.)

Who is this creature?  This rowdy jackal that yaps at my feet with
tales of fortune and success!

EL AKIR:  My lord...

(Saphadin cuts him off.)

SAPHADIN:  (yelling)  Ah!  You vile worm,
do you think I do not know the face and the form of the Princess?
You take me for a fool?

(El Akir turns to des Preaux and Barbara.)

EL AKIR:  You tricked me!

(Saladin appears from behind the drapes.)

SALADIN:  Be silent.  This is not King Richard.

EL AKIR:  Not...

SALADIN:  A blacker head of red-gold hair I never saw.

(looking at Barbara)  You have the better bargain, brother.
She may not be the Princess, but her beauty lights the room.

EL AKIR:  My lord, I swear...

SALADIN:  I do not wish to hear you.

(He looks at des Preaux.)

But I will listen to you.

DES PREAUX:  I am William des Preaux and to aid my King's
escape, I shouted out his name and took his identity.  This lady, your Highness, has no part in this matter but in aiding my pretence.
And I beg you to look upon her kindly, whatever fate you have for me.

SALADIN:  I salute your chivalry.

(Saladin turns his attention to Barbara.)

All is now clear to me except the lady's presence.

EL AKIR:  Great Sultan, this woman can be made to entertain
you.  I can have her dance on hot coals, run a gauntlet of sharp tipped swords...

DES PREAUX:  No!

EL AKIR:  ...die for your pleasure.

SALADIN:  (to Barbara)  What do you say to that?

BARBARA:  It sounds like the punishment for a fool.

SALADIN:  It does.  And who here is the most foolish?

(pause)  El Akir, I can devise my own pleasures.  Go with
Sir William.  Let me hear you have treated him like a brother.
Let him have all the liberty except liberty itself.

(He waves a hand.  A reluctant des Preaux follows El Akir away,
escorted by the guard.)

Are you afraid of me?

BARBARA:  No.

SALADIN:  You're not of these lands, yet you seem to be
a stranger to Sir William.

BARBARA:  I'm a traveller.  I came with three friends.

We arrived in the wood.

SALADIN:  You rode into the wood?

BARBARA:  No.

SAPHADIN:  (surprised)  You walked into it?

BARBARA:  Not that either.

SALADIN:  You arrived?

BARBARA:  Yes... in a box.

SAPHADIN:  (with disbelief)  In a box?

Ah, you were carried into the wood?

BARBARA:  Yes.

(Sounds from outside are now heard again within the palace.)

SALADIN:  Please talk.  It helps me to consider what

I have to do with you.

BARBARA:  Well I could say that I'm from another world,
a world ruled by insects.  And before that we were in Rome at the time of Nero.  Before that were in England, far, far into the future...

SALADIN:  Now I understand, you and your friends, you are
players, entertainers.

SAPHADIN:  With little value in an exchange of prisoners
with the English King, brother.  This is a trivial affair.  I do not know why you waste your time.

(Saphadin leaves.)

SALADIN:  I cannot dispense life and death lightly.

If Sir William is to be returned, he must make good report of our mercy.
Perhaps that is the factor in your favor.

BARBARA:  I don't believe you're as calculating as that.

SALADIN:  Then learn more of me.  You must serve my
purpose or you have no purpose.  Grace my table tonight in more suitable clothes.  If your clothes beguile me, you shall stay and entertain.

BARBARA:  Like Scheherazade.

SALADIN:  Over whose head hung sentence of death.

13.  INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE AT JAFFA.

(A servant is pressing leaves against the cut on the King's head.

He is in a dark mood.  He pushes his servant away and gets up.)

RICHARD:  Right!  Enough!

(His servant drops the bowl of leaves.)

This is the Devil's own embrocation.  Continue.

(The Doctor, Ian, and Vicki are gathered around de Tornebu.

A guard stands by in a corner.)

DE TORNEBU:  And so these kindly people, whose faces were
like hidden in a mist until a moment passed, saved my life and brought me here.

RICHARD:  Good friends, indeed.  We thank you.

The brothers de L'Etable are dead. de Marun dead.  Sir Richard des
Preaux taken.  What have I left but one wounded friend and a sore head?

THE DOCTOR:  One small thing remains yours, Sire.

(The Doctor produces the gold belt.  The King goes over to him
and takes it.)

RICHARD:  Once again, I am in your debt.  But I'd give
this for de Marun and the others.

(He throws the belt on his recently vacated chair and moves away.)

My friends cut down about my ears or stolen.  My armies roust about
the streets and clutter up the streets of Jaffa with the garbage of their vices.  And now I learn my brother John thirsts after power, drinking great draughts of it, though it's not his to take.  He's planning to usurp my crown,  and trade with my enemy, Philip of France.
Trade!  A tragedy of fortunes, and I am too much beset by them.
A curse on this!  A thousand curses!

IAN:  (whispering)  We must ask him.

THE DOCTOR:  (whispering)  I'm not sure this
is the time.

VICKI:  (whispering)  No, he doesn't seem in
the best of moods, does he?

IAN:  (whispering)  We can't wait for his moods.

THE DOCTOR:  (whispering)  Ah, tut, tut, tut, tut!

Gently, my boy, gently.

(Ian moves over to the King.)

IAN:  Your Majesty.  There were four of us in that
wood.  One of our companions was a lady...

RICHARD:  Oh, do not bother me with such things now.

IAN:  I am asking you to send me with an escort to Saladin's
headquarters.

RICHARD:  And what do you do when you are there?

IAN:  Arrange for the release of our friends.

RICHARD:  As my emissary to Saladin?

IAN:  Yes.

RICHARD:  What, flatter him?  Bring him presents in
return?

THE DOCTOR:  It would be of little use, a player King and
a young woman, Sire.

RICHARD:  No.

IAN:  I can bring them both back.

RICHARD:  No.

IAN:  Why not?

RICHARD:  (shouting)  Are you deaf?  We
do not trade with Saladin today.  Not today, nor tomorrow, nor any day henceforth.

THE DOCTOR:  Our young friend is a woman, Sire. Have pity.

Let us help her.

VICKI:  (meekly)  Please, your Majesty.

(The King is now fuming.)

RICHARD:  Understand this!  This woman can rot in one
of Saladin's prisons until her hair turns white before I'll trade with the man that killed my friends!

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THE KNIGHT OF JAFFA

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William des Preaux

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Richard the Lionheart

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William de Tornebu

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The Crusade (2)

THE CRUSADE - EPISODE 2
first broadcast - 3rd April 1965
running time - 23mins 28secs

THE KNIGHT OF JAFFA

Written by

DAVID WHITAKER

1.  INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE AT JAFFA.

(The room is fair sized and dreary looking with heavy drapes behind
the King's throne.  A candelabra off to the side illuminates the room slightly.  The Doctor, Vicki, Ian, de Tornebu, and a guard are before
The King.)

DE TORNEBU:  My lord, although we left a little of our pride
back in the wood, there is some capital to be gained from the affair.
Beside the violence and the tragedy, it has a humour.

RICHARD:  (turning to The Doctor with disbelief)

Humour?  Is he delirious?

THE DOCTOR:  (chuckling)  I think I know what
he means, Sire.  Here Saladin, mighty ruler and commander of huge armies, believes he's captured you, hmm!

VICKI:  (optimistically)  You could turn this
into a good story against Saladin.

DE TORNEBU:  Look on the brighter side, my lord.  A
troop of men to capture one of your knights?  Why he-he'd need an army by itself and more to take your horse, or every man he has or more to take you prisoner.

THE DOCTOR:  You could spread this tale by word of mouth
and all the world would know that Saladin fears you, hmm?

VICKI:  (happily)  Sire, if you send to him
and asked if he'd finished playing his game and could you have your knight back, it would make him look such a fool.

(The King smiles.)

RICHARD:  There is a jest here.  Albeit a grim one
with our friends dead.  But Saladin must be just as much out of temper over this affair as we are.

THE DOCTOR:  Your messenger might offer to exchange a hundred
prisoners for the knight he holds.

RICHARD:  We think we value Sir William highly.

We do, but it would not be good to let Saladin know.

THE DOCTOR:  He might think you undervalue his men - one
hundred men to one of yours.  (laughing)  Me thinks a fair bargain, Sire.

RICHARD:  (chuckling)  By my father's name,
you have wit, old man.  (to the guard)  Guard... call the Chamberlain!

(The guard bows and quickly exits.)

We recognise the service you have rendered us and will be pleased to
see you in our court.

THE DOCTOR:  We are your servants, Sire.

RICHARD:  As to the sending of a messenger... Joanna!

(The King's sister enters.  She is of medium height and fair
haired.)

JOANNA:  Brother, are you wounded?

RICHARD:  Even my pride has been mended, sister.  See
these good people:  courage, loyalty, and wit are gathered here.

(Joanna looks over the small group.  They all bow except for
de Tornebu who tries to rise but cannot.)

DE TORNEBU:  Forgive me, my lady.

JOANNA:  This man should be in his bed.

RICHARD:  Yes.  (angrily)  Chamberlain!

Where are you?

CHAMBERLAIN:  Coming, Sire!  Coming!

(The Chamberlain along with Thatcher, his assistant, enter.

He is a handsome man with well-kept white hair, similar to The Doctor's.
He also has a long, white moustache.)

RICHARD:  Take this knight and see that he is well looked
after and find places for these others.  They have our patronage.

CHAMBERLAIN:  Thatcher, guard, lend a hand!

(The Chamberlain, Ian, and Thatcher help de Tornebu to his feet.

Vicki picks up his sword.)

VICKI:  Be careful.  Mind his shoulder.

IAN:  We should carry him!

(They lift him up.)

VICKI:  Shall I help?

IAN:  No, I think we can manage.

(The Doctor observes Joanna staring at Vicki.)

JOANNA:  This is a young man?

THE DOCTOR:  His voice has not yet broken, your Highness.

JOANNA:  What is your name?

VICKI:  Uh... uh, Victor.

JOANNA:  Do you sing songs?  Or play an instrument?

VICKI:  No, nobody ever showed me.

JOANNA:  We must do something about your clothes, at least.

(The Chamberlain looks at the clothes Vicki wears and frowns.)

THE DOCTOR:  (bowing)  Your Highness...

(to Vicki)  Come, Victor!  Let us tend upon the others.

(They carry de Tornebu to the entrance.  A servant enters to
assist, and with the aid of the Chamberlain and Thatcher, they lead de
Tornebu from the room.)

CHAMBERLAIN:  (to Ian)  Thank you young man.

You may leave him to us.

2.  OUTSIDE OF THE CHAMBER.

IAN:  Giving him back his belt didn't help us very much.

THE DOCTOR:  I certainly didn't like the way the Chamberlain
examined Vicki's clothes.  And come to think of it, they were originally stolen from here.

VICKI:  Ssh!

(The King watches them from a short distance.)

3.  INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE AT JAFFA.

(The King observes The Doctor, Ian, and Vicki through the archway.

The Doctor and Ian bow and exit.)

JOANNA:  Strange people.

RICHARD:  Good friends.

(The King examines a jewel hanging around Joanna's neck.)

And what is this?  I have not seen this jewel before.

JOANNA:  A gift from the man you fight.

RICHARD:  Saladin?

JOANNA:  His brother, Saphadin.  Oh, I have given no
cause for his attention.

RICHARD:  Saladin sends me presents of fruit and snow when

I am sick and now his brother decorates you with his jewels.  Yet with our armies do we both lock in deadly combat, watering the land with a rain of blood, and the noise of thunder is drowned in the shouts of dying men.

JOANNA:  Your heart calls for England, Richard.

RICHARD:  Aye, it does.

JOANNA:  Is there no kind of peace with Saladin?

RICHARD:  All wise men look for peace.  The terms of
peace make wise men look fools.  I would have Ascalon, but Saladin fears that if he gives me that town then I will invade Egypt, and nothing
I can say can make him change his mind.  How this jewel radiates the light.

(The King, thinking, plays with the jewel around his sister's neck.

He looks into her eyes and smiles.)

So... Saphadin desires my sister.

JOANNA:  But surely you and Saladin have some common meeting
ground, Richard.

RICHARD:  (deep in thought, his voice trailing)

Joanna...?  Saphadin...?

(The King looks back at Joanna as the light catches the jewel.)

4.  INTERIOR OF AN ANTEROOM TO SALADIN'S CHAMBER AT RAMLAH.

(El Akir is talking to Sheyrah, a serving woman of Saladin's court.

He holds a ring out to her as a bribe.)

EL AKIR:  Now take this and tell me where the woman is.

SHEYRAH:  No.

EL AKIR:  Then bring her to me.

SHEYRAH:  No!

EL AKIR:  Then deserve my displeasure!

SHEYRAH:  My lord is greater than you!

(El Akir grips her hand.)

EL AKIR:  Where is she??

(Luigi Ferrigo, a Genoese merchant, enters.  Sheyrah pulls her
hand away and exits.  Luigi is a devious, greedy man, about 40 years old, thin, and ugly.)

LUIGI:  She was a fool not to take the ring.

(He moves over and taking it from El Akir holds it up and examines
it.)

But perhaps you were asking too much for it.

(El Akir takes it back.)

Now I have something to ask of... someone.  If only I knew their
price.

EL AKIR:  I'm not bought by you, merchant.

LUIGI:  You are an Emir, El Akir.  What possessions
of mine could possibly match those you already own?  But I am travelled from Tyre to speak with Saladin at Ramlah, a weary journey, and neither he nor his brother will receive me.

EL AKIR:  It's nothing to me.  I am leaving Ramlah!

LUIGI:  Do you return to your palace at Lydda?

EL AKIR:  Yes.

LUIGI:  Then what keeps you here?

(El Akir turns way, silent and angry.)

We both have reasons for being here, El Akir.  Can we not help
each other?

EL AKIR:  And what is your reason, merchant?

LUIGI:  Conrad of Tyre has sent an emissary here to make
a treaty with your overlord.  I come on his heels.  Where there is a treaty there is a chance of profit.  What lies unwanted on my ships at Tyre will find a home in Saladin.  And from him I can buy and stock my ships again.

EL AKIR:  And what is my part in this, merchant?

LUIGI:  Arrange an audience with Saladin or his brother.

But how will I repay such a favour?

EL AKIR:  There is a woman here, an English woman.

She made me look a fool.  I shall take her to my palace at Lydda and then we shall see who the fool is...  (angrily)  or the master!

LUIGI:  A simple matter.  Arrange my audience then
wait by the stables.  I'll bring the woman to you.

5.  INTERIOR OF A ROOM IN SALADIN'S PALACE AT RAMLAH.

(The room has two sets of curtains, one leading outside and the other
leading to another room within the Palace.  Barbara examines her face in a hand mirror.  Sheyrah stands behind her, adjusting some of Barbara's luxurious costume.)

SHEYRAH:  Your lord will be dazzled with your beauty, my
lady.

BARBARA:  (unsure that she wants him to be)  Thank
you, Sheyrah.

SHEYRAH:  Lady, I...

(Sheyrah hovers in the background as though she wants to speak.

Barbara senses this and turns to look at her.)

BARBARA:  What is it?

SHEYRAH:  (avoiding what's really on her mind)

Uh, the whispers are about that you will tell a never-ending story...

BARBARA:  Oh, yes...  (to herself)  how
did I get myself involved in this?

SHEYRAH:  Be at peace, my lady.  You only tremble at
the honour of appearing before the great Sultan.

(Barbara smiles at Sheyrah and turns back to continue adorning herself.

Then Sheyrah moves closer and whispers.)

I must tell you something, my lady.  You have made an enemy...
you must beware...

BARBARA:  An enemy?

SHEYRAH:  El Akir is planning... I know not what, but he's
an evil man.

BARBARA:  Wh - how do you know this?

SHEYRAH:  (with dread in her voice)  Already
he has tried to buy my loyalty with precious stones.  You must be cautious.  Escape if you can.

(Sheyrah looks around fearfully, thinking she's said too much.)

BARBARA:  El Akir?  But... but surely Saladin...

SHEYRAH:  I cannot say more, my lady.

BARBARA:  (reassuringly)  Sheyrah...

SHEYRAH:  Please, my lady!!  I will fetch your shoes.

BARBARA:  Escape?  But how?

(Sheyrah, meanwhile, has already exited through one of the curtains.

Barbara turns over in her mind what Sheyrah has spoken to her but then contemplates the more immediate problems ahead.)

(sighing)  A never-ending story.  (more sighing)

Oh... what am I going to do?  Stories... stories...  Shakespeare!
Yes!  Romeo and Juliet!  Hans Christian Andersen... Liliput...
Gulliver's Tra-
(A hand suddenly appears and parts the beaded curtain at the entrance.

Barbara looks up, startled.  Luigi appears, with a finger to his lips.
In his other hand he holds his gloves.  He peers around the room.
Barbara rises.)

LUIGI:  (whispering)  I am Luigi Ferrigo...
merchant from Genoa.  I have got a horse for you at the stables.

BARBARA:  Did Sir William send you?

(Luigi signals silence and speed.)

SHEYRAH:  (oov)  Which shoes shall I bring,
my lady?

LUIGI:  (whispering)  Sir William?  Yes,
yes, he sent me.  Now please hurry!

(Luigi, putting down his gloves, removes his cloak and puts it around

Barbara's shoulders.  By accident he leaves behind one glove.
Silently he leads Barbara through the beaded curtain.  A moment later
Sheyrah returns with a pair of shoes and looks around, mystified at the now empty room.)

SHEYRAH:  My la-?

(She moves toward the doorway.)

My lady?

(She walks to the table and puts down the shoes.  As she does
so, she spots the glove and looks at it thoughtfully as she picks it up.)

6.  INTERIOR SECTION OF STABLES.

(A horse is snorting and stamping.  An upright beam and a portion
of a wooden partition are visible.  The floor is covered with straw.
El Akir is present, standing half in shadow.  He hears a sound and draws back out of sight.  Luigi steers Barbara into the stables.)

BARBARA:  But where is he?

LUIGI:  We are almost there!  Now please hurry!

(They wait around a bit.)

The man should be here.

(El Akir appears behind Barbara, wearing an evil grin.)

EL AKIR:  He is.

(Barbara tries to scream, but he El Akir muffles her.  He puts
a hand over her mouth and holds her arms with his other hand.)

(to Luigi, while struggling with Barbara)  Your way is open
to the Sultan's brother.

(Luigi leaves; El Akir pulls Barbara into the shadows.)

7.  INTERIOR OF A ROBING ROOM IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE.

(The room is small with one bench and some stools.  Clothes
hang over bars and in scattered piles.  Ian is nearly finished dressing as a knight.  The Doctor adjusts his rich tunic while Vicki looks on.)

IAN:  (struggling with his clothes)  Oh, I think
this whole thing is ridiculous!

THE DOCTOR:  (chuckling)  You do, do you?

Then I suggest we get along with it.

IAN:  (still struggling)  But what have I got
to put this lot on?

THE DOCTOR:  How should I know, dear fellow?  If the

King wants you to surely that's good enough, hmm?

VICKI:  Anyway, what are you complaining about?  For
all you know, it might give you a better chance to find Barbara.

(Meanwhile, Ian finishes getting ready.)

THE DOCTOR:  Never mind the mights, my dear.  Just
concentrate on what you're doing.  Here we are now.  I think just the... just the sword and, uh, you're ready.

IAN:  Ready for what??

THE DOCTOR:  Oh, the King will tell you that.  D'you
know, my boy, I have an idea that King Richard still wants to send you to see Saladin after all, hmm?

8.  INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE.

(The King, eating, dictates a letter to a priest.  A servant
waits off to the side.)

RICHARD:  (with mouth full)  And not only this
kingdom, its towns and fortresses shall be yours, but also the Frankish kingdom.  Our sister, the Princess Joanna, whose beauty is already spoken of wherever men of judgement and discernment are, is a fit match for one who not only enjoys so grand... uh no, not grand, uh... eminent... so eminent a brother as the Sultan Saladin but who also possesses an element of his own.  Prince Saphadin, we beg you to prefer this match and thus make us your brother.

(to the priest)  Now, let me see.

(The King looks over the letter and then signs his name to it.

Next, pressing his signet ring into hot sealing wax, he seals it and hands the letter to a waiting servant.)

Hmm, see it's delivered immediately.

(The servant bows and exits, and so does the priest.  As they
leave, The Doctor, Ian, and Vicki enter.)

Ahh, sirrah... some business with you.  Come closer.

THE DOCTOR:  Your royal commands have been carried out,
your majesty.

(The King sits down on his throne and picks up his gold belt, weighing
it in his hands.)

RICHARD:  Hmmm.

(to Ian)  Take this gold belt to the Sultan Saladin.

Beg him to release Sir William des Preaux and your companion.

VICKI:  (happily)  Ian... how marvellous!

THE DOCTOR:  You are very gracious, Sire.

RICHARD:  Do you wonder why I listen to your appeal?

THE DOCTOR:  It is a king's prerogative to make yesterday's
deafness today's keen hearing.

RICHARD:  No, more than that - although we do not doubt
that we are surrounded by loyal men, yet we fear that war is uppermost in their minds.  Between ourselves we plan a match between Joanna and Saphadin to bring peace.  This is why we choose to send you rather than those who are closer to us.  Bring back Sir William and your companion.  But bring us hope as well.  (angrily)  This blood-letting must stop!

IAN:  May I leave at once, Sir?

RICHARD:  Is it love of peace or is it love of your companion
that prompts this enthusiasm?  Well, whatever the reason, may it speed you back to us.  I have one duty to perform before you leave.

(The King looks at Vicki who's holding the sword.)

Give me the sword, boy.

(Vicki approaches the King.)

You are without rank or title and while we do not doubt your courage,
our emissary shall speak from a proper position of authority.

(The King draws the sword.)

What is your name?

IAN:  Ian Chesterton.

RICHARD:  Kneel.

IAN:  But I...

THE DOCTOR:  (eagerly)  Kneel, kneel, my boy.

Kneel, kneel, come along, come along...

(Ian kneels.  The King taps the sword on each of Ian's shoulders.)

RICHARD:  In the name of God, St. Michael, and St. George,
we dub you SIR Ian, Knight of Jaffa.  Arise Sir Ian and be valiant.

(The King holds out his hand and Ian kisses it.)

IAN:  Your majesty.

9.  INTERIOR OF A ROBING ROOM IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE.

(The robing room, like the King's throne room, is dark and dreary.

It has no wooden or metal door, just heavy drapes covering the doorway.
The Chamberlain is present and also Ben Daheer, the clothing merchant from whom The Doctor took the clothes.)

CHAMBERLAIN:  ...with long white hair?

BEN:  Yes, my lord, yes.

CHAMBERLAIN:  A dark cloak, which nearly brushes the ground?

BEN:  The same, and if he has the articles you mentioned,
then he stole them from me.

CHAMBERLAIN:  Then we shall wait here for his return and
face him with his infamy.

10.  INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER IN SALADIN'S PALACE.

(A window is open, and the sounds of people and animals from outside
can be heard. Saphadin is seated on his throne facing into the room.
Luigi Ferrigo stands in front of him.  Behind Saphadin, in a throne facing the opposite direction, sits Saladin hidden by drapes.  He hears everything they say.)

LUIGI:  Perfumes, materials from Baghdad, ivory, gold, spices

- all these, Prince Saphadin, are now but a trickle because of this war.

SAPHADIN:  My brother has not yet made any treaty with Conrad
of Tyre.

LUIGI:  I am a merchant and hope I do no wrong in anticipating
events, my lord.

SAPHADIN:  You are seeking a concession?

LUIGI:  I am, yes Sire.  I am well-known for my proper
dealings.

SAPHADIN:  Yes, your reputation has flown ahead of you.

Where there are transactions to be made, there will one find Master Ferrigo.

LUIGI:  It is my calling, Prince Saphadin.

SAPHADIN:  Well, help me judge another matter and I may
understand your mind a little better.

(Saladin comes out from behind the drapes.)

SALADIN:  I will hear this.

SAPHADIN:  Yes, brother.

(Luigi bows. Saladin nods.  Saphadin claps his hands.)

SALADIN:  This is a domestic matter only, but since it concerns
a person nearer your way of thinking than ours, we welcome your advice.

(Luigi bows again.  Sir William des Preaux enters with Sheyrah.)

SAPHADIN:  A prisoner has escaped.

LUIGI:  Indeed?

SALADIN:  A woman, one I hoped might perhaps divert this
court.  I had reason to believe she was a teller of stories.

SAPHADIN:  (to Sheyrah)  Speak!

SHEYRAH:  (frightened and tearful)  Do not blame
me!

(She flings herself down in front of them.)

SALADIN:  Tell me what happened.

SHEYRAH:  I do not know.  I went to fetch her shoes,
and when I returned she was gone.  That's all I know!

SALADIN:  And you, Sir William, know nothing of this affair?

DES PREAUX:  Nothing, lord Saladin.  I would not encourage
a lady to venture out alone.

SALADIN:  I believe you.  Nor do I believe the woman
would go by herself.

SAPHADIN:  What is your opinion, merchant?

LUIGI:  (nervously)  Uh, this woman, uh, had
an accomplice perhaps, a companion who helped her, acted as her guide.

DES PREAUX:  She was abducted, that is the only explanation.

SALADIN:  Yes!

LUIGI:  (still nervously)  I see, of course.

That is an explanation.

SAPHADIN:  What else have you to say, woman?

SHEYRAH:  You mean... what I found?

SAPHADIN:  Yes.

SHEYRAH:  On the table I found a glove.

SALADIN:  A man's glove?

SHEYRAH:  Yes, my lord!

SALADIN:  This glove?

SHEYRAH:  Yes lord!

(Saladin produces the glove and looks directly at Luigi.)

SALADIN:  It... has a companion, Sir William.

(Des Preaux lunges toward Luigi and pulls the other glove from his
belt.)

DES PREAUX:  (in absolute rage)  Where is she?

What have you done with her?

(He grabs Luigi, frightening him.  Luigi looks to the others
for help.)

LUIGI:  (struggling)  I - I - I - I took her...
to El Akir...

11.  A CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE ROBING ROOM IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE.

(The Doctor, Vicki, and Ian walk down a corridor.)

THE DOCTOR:  I hope you will find Barbara safe and well,
dear boy - err, heh, Sir Ian.

VICKI:  Good luck, Ian.  Be as quick as you can.

IAN:  I will Vicki.

THE DOCTOR:  Godspeed!  And remember: be valiant!

(The Doctor shakes Ian's hand.  Ian smiles at Vicki and exits.

The Doctor and Vicki watch him go.)

I almost wish I'd been knighted, too.

(The two start laughing.)

VICKI:  That'll be the day!

(The Doctor laughs more.)

Come on, let's go and tidy Ian's things.

(The Doctor opens the curtains of the robing room and enters, followed
by Vicki.)

12.  INTERIOR OF A ROBING ROOM IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE.

(The Chamberlain is waiting for The Doctor and Vicki.  As soon
as they enter, he steps across the door way and blocks it.  The Doctor turns to face him and then notices that Ben Daheer is also present, standing in a corner.)

CHAMBERLAIN:  Ah!  I have been waiting to speak with
you.

THE DOCTOR:  Oh?  Pray, what about?

BEN:  Thief!

VICKI:  (much insulted)  I beg your pardon!

THE DOCTOR:  What's this?

BEN:  (to The Doctor and Vicki, &quot;pouring it on thick&quot;)

Visitor of sorrows, depriver of my children, robber of my goods!

THE DOCTOR:  Who is this?  (to Vicki)  Do
you know?

VICKI:  No... ooh, his face is a bit familiar...

CHAMBERLAIN:  You stole some clothing!

THE DOCTOR:  Really?

CHAMBERLAIN:  (holding up Ian's hunting outfit)

Do you see this riding habit?  It was taken from this very room.
Now it is back here again.

THE DOCTOR:  (chuckling)  And a pretty poor
garment, too, hmm, hmm!

CHAMBERLAIN:  (holding up more clothing)  This...
and this... stolen from me.

BEN:  And stolen from me!

THE DOCTOR:  Yes, now there really is a point there, isn't
there?  If I stole from you, my lord Chamberlain, how could I steal from him?

BEN:  You did!  You did steal from me!

THE DOCTOR:  Then how could I steal from him, eh?

You blockhead!

CHAMBERLAIN:  Oh please!  Please!  Now I had the
clothes first.

THE DOCTOR:  Oh, how nice for you.

BEN:  And I had them second.

VICKI:  Did you buy them?

BEN:  Yes.

VICKI:  From us?

BEN:  No.

THE DOCTOR:  Then whoever it was stole them from you must
have sold them to you.  Now, don't you agree, hmm?

CHAMBERLAIN:  Er... yes.

(Thatcher enters carrying fruit.)

THATCHER:  My lord Chamberlain, a ship is in the harbour
disgorging fruit from Acre.

(Ben Daheer turns and points to Thatcher.)

BEN:  That's the man!  I bought them from him!

(The Doctor turns to the Chamberlain.)

THE DOCTOR:  He must have stolen them from you.

CHAMBERLAIN:  Thatcher!  You villain!

(Thatcher drops the fruit and runs out of the room.  The Chamberlain
attempts to run after him, but The Doctor stops him.)

THE DOCTOR:  Now just a minute!  Oh, my dear Chamberlain

- so undignified.  The merchant bought the clothes in good faith and paid for them in good money.  Now please return his money.

(The Chamberlain reluctantly gets his purse.)

CHAMBERLAIN:  But - but I must catch the thief!

THE DOCTOR:  Now, now, now!  You mustn't let an honest
man suffer!  Pay him!

CHAMBERLAIN:  Doh!

(He gives his purse to Ben and runs out after Thatcher.)

(oov)  Thatcher!  Thatcher!

BEN:  (positively thrilled, to The Doctor)  Joy
to you, my lord!  Giver of life to my father, provider!

THE DOCTOR:  Yes, off you go!  Off you go!

(The Doctor, laughing, ushers Ben from the room.  He turns to

Vicki.)

Well, we seem to have got out of that problem alright, hmm?

(They both share a good laugh.)

13.  EXTERIOR OF THE DOORS OF EL AKIR'S PALACE.

(The exterior has a white stucco archway with heavy doors.

Two sentries stand at attention as El Akir approaches.  Horses sound in the background.)

EL AKIR:  The woman tied to the horse - bring her!

(He enters the palace.  One of the sentries drags Barbara in,
her wrists bound.)

FIRST SENTRY:  Another one for El Akir's cage.

SECOND SENTRY:  I swear it to be the finest collection in

Islam.

(Barbara pushes the sentry by her side into the other and both fall
down.  She runs away, and they get up and go after her.)

14.  INTERIOR OF AN ANTEROOM IN SALADIN'S PALACE.

(Ian and Sir William des Preaux are together.  Ian is very agitated.)

IAN:  Kidnapped??

DES PREAUX:  Yes, Sir Ian.  I fear so.  Your rescue
has come too late.

IAN:  Well, who's taken her??

DES PREAUX:  This Genoese merchant!  He explained it
away by saying that Barbara had conceived a passion for El Akir.
Saladin and his brother accept the story, but I do not!

IAN:  Well of course not!  It's a lie.

DES PREAUX:  They could be as friendly as a hawk and a sparrow.

IAN:  Where can I find El Akir?

DES PREAUX:  He has returned to Lydda since falling out
with Saladin.

IAN:  Is Lydda very far away?

DES PREAUX:  No, but it's El Akir's territory, where he
has his men.

IAN:  I'm going after her.

DES PREAUX:  El Akir has an evil reputation.  'Tis
my belief he captured your companion as revenge, and in his eyes she would make a fine addition to his harem.

15.  A NARROW PASSAGEWAY OUTDOORS.

(Here there are many archways.  Barbara runs up a passageway
and hides in the shadow of one.  Without warning a hand appears from behind her and covers her mouth.)

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The Crusade (3)

THE CRUSADE - EPISODE 3 first broadcast - 10th April 1965
running time - 24 mins 51 secs

THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE
Written by

DAVID WHITAKER

1. A NARROW PASSAGEWAY IN LYDDA

(Here there are many archways.  Barbara runs up a passageway and hides in the shadow of one.  Without warning a hand appears from behind her and covers her mouth. She looks round at the man holding her, Haroun, who signals to be quiet. She nods as two warriors walk past. Haroun takes them both out from behind.)

HAROUN: Two heads without the brains of one.

BARBARA: Thank you for helping me. Who are you?

HAROUN: I'm Haroun ed-Din.

BARBARA: I'm Barbara.

HAROUN: We have a common enemy in El Akir, it makes for uncommon friendship. Come with me.

BABARA: Where?

HAROUN: To a place of safety, come.

(They walk off down the passageway.)

2. INTERIOR OF A ROBING ROOM IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE

(The Doctor is trying on some new clothes, supervised by Vicki and Ben Daheer.)

VICKI: Oh, you look marvellous.

BEN: Hmm, marvellous indeed my lord. The birds will envy you and the multi-coloured fish from the deeps are put to shame!

THE DOCTOR: Alright, alright, don't get so carried away my friend. It's a fine cloak, you've done a very good job.

BEN: My lord is most gracious.

THE DOCTOR: Now the next question is what could you do for my boy, hmm? I want something of finer quality.

BEN: Like yours my lord, then I can provide all the quality you need. (he gestures around Vicki) Jewelled tunics with fur collars, ruby-studded belts, quilted sleeves, laced lather boots...

THE DOCTOR: Quite so, quite so, thank you, thank you, now run away and have a good think about it and let me know in the morning what you've decided.

BEN: I will, my lord. And when the sun rises I shall be here to transform the boy into a veretable strutting peacock!

(He makes as if to leave but turns round at the door.)

And then perhaps my lord will recommend the name of Ben Daheer to the King?

(He walks out.)

VICKI: Who's your friend?

3. OUTSIDE THE ROBING ROOM
(On his way out, Ben bows to Joanna who walks in to the robing room.)

4. INTERIOR OF A ROBING ROOM

(Joanna appears in the doorway as the Doctor and Vicki are talking.)

VICKI: Anyway, why have I got to go on pretending to be a boy? Why can't I be a girl again?

(She turns and sees Joanna. The Doctor carries on oblivious.)

THE DOCTOR: I'm sorry my dear but you known how we're placed here.  It's... it's a...

(Vicki taps him on the shoulder.)

Hmm?

JOANNA: (coldly) Why have you decieved us?

THE DOCTOR: Oh, forgive me your highness. Ah, this is my young ward. Having found ourselves in a hostile country I decided to use this disguise.

JOANNA: But we are not hostile. The open country, yes. Within reach of the merciless saracen, yes. But here in Jaffa?

VICKI: Please, don't be angry with him, he... he only did what he thought was best for me.

JOANNA: (smiling) A pretty advocate. Well, I won't be a partner to this deception, but while you are here you shall be in my company and be given my protection.

THE DOCTOR: We are indeed grateful your highness.

JOANNA: I saw the chamberlain in the corridor, bring him to me.

(Vicki goes into the corridor. Joanna turns to the Doctor.)

You say you are grateful. I cannot command what I ask of you now nor will I, but I am in some quandry.

THE DOCTOR: Can I help you, ah, madam?

JOANNA: I am my brother's favourite, yet now I find I am excluded from his confidence. I sense he's made a plan of which I am a part.

THE DOCTOR: Ah, may I ask, why of all people here, you've come to me, hmm?

JOANNA: There's something new in you, yet something older than the sky itself. I sense that I can trust you.

THE DOCTOR: Hmm, hmm, hmm.  If there is a plan my lady, I will find out what it is and keep close in touch, hmm.

JOANNA: Then I am satisfied.

(Vicki returns with the chamberlain.)

Ah, good chamberlain.

CHAMBERLAIN: Your highness.

JOANNA: Bid your servant go about the town and find nimble hands who will dress this child. Good weaving, well-spun cloth. The dresses shall be of silks and satins and brocaded stock.

CHAMBERLAIN: (incredulously) Dresses? Dre.. Ah, silks? Satins? Heh, heh. For the boy?

(He bursts into laughter which quickly subsides at the icy glare Joanna gives him.)

I, I thought there was some amusement your highness?

JOANNA: Did you, chamberlain?

(She walks out of the room.  The Doctor laughs.)

CHAMBERLAIN: (to the Doctor) Ah, I don't understand!

VICKI: It's perfectly simple. I'm a girl.

CHAMBERLAIN: A girl? Dressed as a boy? Is nothing understandable these days? The dresses, silks, satins -- where's the money to come from?

THE DOCTOR: The household purse, hmm?

(The chamberlain nods and leaves, embarrassed.  The Doctor laughs.)

VICKI: Thank goodness for that, I didn't really see myself as a veretable strutting peacock.

THE DOCTOR: Well, my dear, in one way I don't think things have turned out to badly after all, hmm.

VICKI: (suspiciously) How do you mean 'in one way?'

THE DOCTOR: You would be much safer under Joanna's wing, hmm.

(The Doctor sits down on a bench in the corner of the room.)

VICKI: (anxiously) I'll still see you won't I?

THE DOCTOR: Of course, my child!

VICKI: I mean Barabara's gone off, and then Ian.

THE DOCTOR: Only temporarily.

VICKI: You wouldn't go off and leave me, would you?

THE DOCTOR: What a question!

VICKI: I mean, your ship's the only home I've got now and I couldn't bear it if...

THE DOCTOR: Ah, now, now, now. What is all this, eh, hmm?

VICKI: Well when you said a good thing in one way I thought, well I thought you meant that I was some sort of problem or something.

THE DOCTOR: Ah, surely you know me better than that, child? No, my reservation was that I might get entangled in court intrigue and that's going to be very, very dangerous, hmm? Very dangerous indeed, hmm?

(Vicki smiles.)

5. HAROUN'S HOUSE AT LYDDA

(Haroun and Barbara cautiously enter the house.)

HAROUN: Safiya? Safiya?

(Safiya, Haroun's daughter comes out through a doorway and hugs Haroun.)

SAFIYA: Oh, father! I have been so frightened.

HAROUN: (to Barbara) My poor house is yours Barbara. This is my daughter, Safiya. She tarries you with your closest cousin child. (to Safiya) Well now see to some food.

(Safiya goes off to the kitchen area. Haroun peers through the window.)

There are soldiers of El Akir with the searches in the street. You must wait here until a quieter time.

BARBARA: I don't want to endanger you.

HAROUN: I am in constant danger. I have sworn to kill the Emir.

BARBARA: El Akir?

HAROUN: Yes. That vile and evil man. (sadly) Last year my house was a fine and happy place. A gentle wife, a son who honoured and obeyed me, and two daughters who adorned whatever place they visited. Then El Akir came to Lydda and imposed his will. He desired my eldest daughter, Maimuna, but I refused him.

BARBARA: So he took her?

HAROUN: Yes. Well, when Safiya and I were away he came and burned my house. My wife and son were put to the sword.

BARBARA: Then why do you stay in Lydda?

HAROUN: I live for one thing alone, the death of El Akir. Now I will go out and see if the way is clear for your escape.

(He heads towards the door but Barbara stops him.)

BARBARA: No, please. I just feel that I'm making things worse for you.

HAROUN: Rest here, I shall not be long. If danger threatens, Safiya will hide you. But, if the soldiers persist in their search, and you think that they will find you, take this and use it.

(He hands her a knife.)

BARBARA: (in shock) Kill her?

HAROUN: Yes and afterwards yourself.

BARBARA: (horrified) No!

HAROUN: (firmly) You must.

BARBARA: No! Life is better than this!

HAROUN: You do not know El Akir.

BARBARA: I couldn't do it.  I...

HAROUN: You would not let them take Safiya?

BARBARA: No, of course I wouldn't.

HAROUN: Then I'll leave the knife.

(Haroun goes out to the street. After a while Safiya returns. Barbara hides the knife.)

SAFIYA: Where has my father gone?

BARBARA: Oh, he... he... he went outside to see if the soldiers had gone.

SAFIYA: More likely to ask more questions of our neighbours.

BARBARA: Questions? I don't understand.

SAFIYA: My mother, my brother and my sister Maimuna disappeared last year. My father searches everywhere for them. We live in hope they will return one day.

BARBARA: Then you don't know... (Barabara catches herself) ... where they are?

SAFIYA: No. It is a strange mystery. They've gone away and we must simply wait for their return. It is the will of Allah. You will eat? (spottting the knife) My father's knife!

BARBARA: Oh yes, ah, he... he just left it behind.

SAFIYA: How strange. He never goes without it.

6. A NARROW PASSAGEWAY IN LYDDA

(Haroun cautiously backs down the passageway as the voices become louder.)

WARRIOR'S VOICE: ...We should carry on searching, El Akir says we must find the...

(A saracen warrior appears from behind him. They struggle briefly but the warrior is easily able to overcome Haroun. A second warrior approaches.)

SECOND WARRIOR: Who've you got there?

FIRST WARRIOR: I do not know my lord. He was going to slay me.

SECOND WARRIOR: I seem to know that face.

FIRST WARRIOR: You cannot my lord. He's a poor man of the town, he lives in the northern quarter.

SECOND WARRIOR: Have you searched there?

FIRST WARRIOR: A little, my lord. A den of thieves and beggars. Not wise to venture into such a place of squalor.

SECOND WARRIOR: The runaway can find a host of allies in the northern quarter, each individual as desperate as herself. Take what men you need and find her!

(The first warrior runs off.)

7. INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE

(King Richard is seated on the throne at the end of the room. Around him are the Doctor, the Earl of Leicester and various other nobles.)

RICHARD: And when Sir Ian is returned we trust that he will bring your lady and Sir William des Preaux in addition to the answers to the several letters we have written.

LEICESTER: Tell me your plan sire. A new demand of Saladin? A battle plan? A victory like Arsophe?

RICHARD: Not this time, no my lord of Leicester, no we've had another thought. To give our sister's hand in marriage to Saphadin, brother of the Sultan, and so make an end to this war.

THE DOCTOR: I am indeed glad sir, to know that you are thinking in terms of peace.

LEICESTER: (outraged) The princess to marry Saphadin! My lord, I beg you to explain.

RICHARD: We do not feel obliged to explain anything to anyone, my lord of Leicester. We think our words were plain enough.

THE DOCTOR: It is a good scheme, sire, if the princess agrees.

RICHARD: (quietly) Joanna knows nothing of this matter.

THE DOCTOR: Will she agree?

RICHARD: (firmly) You should rather ask how can she refuse? To stem the blood, bind up the wounds and give a host of men lives and futures? Oh, now there's a marriage contract to put sacrifice to shame and make a saint of any woman.

LEICESTER: Sire, with all the strength at my command I urge you, sire, to abandon this pretence of peace!

THE DOCTOR: (angrily) Pretence, sir? Here's the opportunity to save the lives of many men and you do nought but turn it down! Without any kind of thought. What do you think you are doing?

LEICESTER: I speak as a soldier. Why are we here in this foreign land if not to fight? The Devil's horde, saracen and turk, posses Jerusalem and we will not wrest it from them with harried words.

THE DOCTOR: With swords, I suppose?

LEICESTER: Aye, with swords and lances, or the axe.

THE DOCTOR: You stupid butcher! Can you think of nothing else but killing, hmm?

LEICESTER: You're a man for talk, I can see that. You like a table and a ring of men. A parley here, arrangements there, but when you men of eloquence have stunned each other with your words, we, we the soldiers have to face it out. On some half-started morning while you speakers lie abed, armies settle everything, giving sweat sinewed bodies ironed life itself.

THE DOCTOR: I admire bravery and loyalty, sir. You have both of these. But, unfortunately you haven't any brain at all. I hate fools!

LEICESTER: A fool can match a coward any day.

(Leicester pulls out his sword and faces the Doctor.)

RICHARD: Enough of this! (to Leicester) You dare to flourish arms before your King?

(Leicester reluctantly sheaths his sword.)

Know this my lord of Leicester, we will not be advised, we have decided on a pact with Saladin. If that fails, then a trial of arms. But we have set our mind and heart upon this marriage and it shall go forward!

8. INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER IN SALADIN'S PALACE AT RAMLAH

(Saladin and Saphadin sit at a table facing each other. Saphadin is reading Richard's letter. He looks towards Saladin who is smiling.)

SAPHADIN: Why do you smile, brother? Is it a trap?

SALADIN: No. The English King writes sincerely. It is so guileless it can only be genuine.

SAPHADIN: Think seriously about it. Alliance with Joanna would give me title to much land. Power over far off countries, a glittering empire, brother!

SALADIN: I did not know you were so ambitious.

(Saphadin rises and walks forward.)

SAPHADIN: I... I would be the name, yours would be the voice.

SALADIN: Ah.

SAPHADIN: Of course!

SALADIN: Of course. (on Saphadin's look) Do not look so troubled. I will humour you and let this proposition go ahead. But listen to me well. Strategy is worth a hundred lances. Think brother, how does this proposed marriage help us to win our future battles?

SAPHADIN: (disappointedly) You do not mean to think of this alliance seriously.

(Saladin moves to join his brother.)

SALADIN: If you can marry with this sister of the English King then do so and I will help you to it. Go, write a letter. Say the idea pleases both of us.

SAPHADIN: But yet you doubt it!

SALADIN: Have England, France and all the rest come here to cheer a man and woman and a love match? No, this is a last appeal for peace from a weary man. So you write your letter and I'll alert the armies. Then on either day, the day of blissful union or the day of awful battle, we will be prepared.

SAPHADIN: You are wise. I was wrong to doubt you.

SALADIN: Hold one hand out in friendship but keep the other on your sword.

SAPHADIN: The knight, Sir Ian of Jaffa, who brought a plea for the release of Sir William...

SALADIN: Sir William I cannot return, not yet. But write that he is well cared for. As for the other, Sir Ian, he begged to be allowed to search for the lady Barbara. The brave deserve their favours. Go brother, write your letter. This sincerity deserves our honest dealings. But caution, yes caution, insists that my armies are ready.

9. HAROUN'S HOUSE

(A woman screams outside.)

WARRIOR: (oov, in background) Watch your tongue woman, or we'll...

(Barbara peers out of the window. She turns to Safiya.)

BARBARA: They're getting nearer. Where's your hiding place?

(The harassment of the woman continues outside.  Safiya leads Barbara over to a hidden cupboard in the corner of the house. She goes out and retrieves Haroun's knife from the table where Barbara left it.)

SAFIYA: In case we have to defend ourselves.

(Barbara gulps and nods. The voices out in the street get louder.)

WARRIOR: (oov, in background) I'll get the others.

ANOTHER WARRIOR: (oov, in background) Down here!

(Shortly, two saracen warriors enter . The first, the one who encontered Haroun, looks around.)

WOMAN: (oov, in background) No! Get away!

WARRIOR: (oov, in background) In the name of El Akir, open the door!

ANOTHER WARRIOR: (oov, in background) Open up! Open up or we'll burn this place down!

WOMAN: (oov, in background) Who are you?

FIRST WARRIOR: Nothing in here, (gestures towards the kitchen) look out there.

(The other goes into the kitchen, carelessly knocking some plates over and stuffing his face with some of the food on the table. He returns to the main room.)

Anything?

THIRD WARRIOR: No.

(They make to leave when the first warrior notices an empty cup on the table.)

FIRST WARRIOR: (sighs) Wait! (picking it up) Still warm. No other window. Only one door. Look on the rooftop.

(The third warrior obeys.)

SAFIYA: They'll find us. Poor father!

(Barbara stares at the knife. The third warrior returns.)

FIRST WARRIOR: Nothing?

THIRD WARRIOR: No, nothing.

FIRST WARRIOR: (sighs) Someone must be here, somewhere. Search every corner.

(The third warrior moves off again.)

No, wait! I've a better plan. Bring a torch. We'll smoke the secret out, or watch a burning funeral!

(In the cupboard...)

BARBARA: Here, cover yourself with this blanket and stay huddled in the corner.

SAFIYA: Why?

BARBARA: Never mind, just do as you're told. Take this.

(Barbara hands Safiya the knife and slips out into the open. The third warrior has gone and the first is looking in the other direction.  In the background and out of view, a woman screams and a warrior laughs.)

WARRIOR: (oov, in background) Try down here.

WOMAN: (oov, in background) Let me go you dogs! You pig!

(Silently Barbara makes for the door while trying to stay out of view of the warriors.)

WARRIOR: (oov, in background) Come on, let's try over in that house.

ANOTHER WARRIOR: (oov, in background) Down here.

WARRIOR: (oov, in background) Get the others.

WOMAN: (oov, in background) Get away!

WARRIOR: (oov, in background) In the name of El Akir, open the door!

ANOTHER WARRIOR (oov, in background) _____ down here. _____.

(A warrior begins to turn, forcing Barbara back towards the kitchen. Suddenly the third warrior emerges from the doorway holding a torch.)

THIRD WARRIOR: Aha!

(The two warriors hold Barbara.)

FIRST WARRIOR: Now, where did you come from?

BARBARA: I... I was hiding in the shadows.

FIRST WARRIOR: Who hid you in this place?

BARBARA: No one. (angrily) Oh, what does it matter, you've found me. That's what you wanted, wasn't it?

FIRST WARRIOR: When you're on your knees before my master, your defiance will change to screams for pity!

(They pull her out onto the street, watched by a terrified Safiya.)

10. DESERT

(Ian is sleeping peacefully in the desert. Suddenly a turkish bandit appears by his side. The bandit slowly reaches accross and removes Ian's sword. More confident, he reaches out for Ian's money pouch. Ian sees him and grabs his wrist forcing him onto his back. The bandit tries to reach Ian's face with the sword but Ian appears to be gaining the upper hand. However, somebody creeps up behind Ian and hits him on the head with a club. The bandit relaxes.)

BANDIT: Thank you, my brother.

11. INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER IN KING RICHARD'S PALACE

(The Doctor escorts Vicki, in her new clothes, to Joanna and the Earl of Leicester. Joanna smiles.)

JOANNA: Sweet child. You look so inncoent I have nothing but love for you.

VICKI: You've been very kind to me.

THE DOCTOR: We are both very grateful to you, your highness.

JOANNA: You shall stay by my side and be my close companion. Your name is not Victor now?

VICKI: No, it's Vicki really.

JOANNA: Oh, I do not know it. Is it a Venitian name? Well, it doesn't matter. The eye should have contentment where it rests. Do you not agree my lord of Leicester? Is she not beautiful?

LEICESTER: (drily) Indeed madam. A fair rose of England in this foreign land.

(Joanna leads the Doctor and Vicki aside. Leicester looks at them with undisguised interest.)

JOANNA: Do you have news for me?

THE DOCTOR: I am afraid not, your highness.

JOANNA: But you were with my brother. Did he tell you nothing of his plans?

THE DOCTOR: He said he wished to speak to you himself.

JOANNA: (coldly) I thought I had your friendship.

THE DOCTOR: You have, your highness, but the King spoke to me in confidence. I must not steal his thunder, hmm?

(Joanna turns to Leicester and they begin talking.)

(to Vicki) I thought something like this would happen, child.

VICKI: Can't you tell her?

THE DOCTOR: That she's going to get married? Of course not!

VICKI: But, can't you drop her a hint or something? She's furious! We can't afford to make an enemy of her.

THE DOCTOR: I have no desire to upset the King. (flustered) Dear, dear, dear, all this intrigue. I knew it! All this trouble! (whispers) Here comes the King.

(King Richard walks into the room. Joanna faces him.)

JOANNA: I will speak with my brother!

RICHARD: Oh?

JOANNA: (angrily) What's this I hear? I can't believe it's true. Marriage to that heathenish man, that infidel?

RICHARD: (sighs) We will give you reasons for it.

JOANNA: This unconsulted partner has no wish to marry! I am no sack of flour to be given in exchange!

RICHARD: It is expedient, the decision has been made.

JOANNA: Not by me and never would be!

RICHARD: Joanna, please consider. This war is full of weary, wounded men. This marriage wants a little thought by you, then you'll see the right of it.

JOANNA: And how would you have me go to Saphadin? Bathed in oriental perfume, I suppose? Supient, tender and affectionate, soft-eyed and trembling, eager with a thousand words of compliment and love? Well I like a different way to meet the man I am to wed!

RICHARD: Well if it's a meeting you want...

JOANNA: I do not want! I will not have it!

(She turns and storms out of the chamber.)

RICHARD: Joanna!

12. OUTSIDE THE CHAMBER

RICHARD: Joanna!

(He pusues her with the chamberlain and several other people nervously following him. He turns to them.)

And get out. Get out!

(They leave.)

(to Joanna) Joanna, I beg you to accept.

JOANNA: No!

RICHARD: I entreat you, Joanna!

JOANNA: No!

RICHARD: Very well. I am the King. We command you!

JOANNA: You cannot command this of me.

RICHARD: (incredulously) Cannot?

JOANNA: No. There is a higher authority than yours to which I answer.

RICHARD: I am the King. Where is there any man who has greater power over his subjects?

JOANNA: In Rome. His holiness, the Pope will not allow this marriage of mine to that infidel!

(She turns and heads back into the chamber.)

RICHARD: (taken aback) But... Joanna!

(He follows.)

13. INTERIOR OF A CHAMBER

RICHARD: You defy me with the Pope!

JOANNA: No, you defy the world with your politics! The reason you and all your armies are here is the reason on my side. You are here to fight these dogs, defeat them. Marry me to them and you make a pact with the Devil. Force me to it and I'll turn the world we know into your enemy!

(Richard raises his arm to strike Joanna but stops himself just in time. Joanna walks calmly away. Richard looks around and turns to the Doctor and Vicki.)

RICHARD: (quietly) Who gave away my plan?

THE DOCTOR: Your majesty, if you believe that I...

RICHARD: (coldly) You are not welcome in our sight.

14. INTERIOR OF A CORRIDOR IN EL AKIR'S PALACE

(El Akir sits as his two guards bring in Barbara, and his eyes light up upon seeing her.)

BARBARA: Let go of me!

(She kneels on the floor half defiant, half afraid.)

EL AKIR: (with an evil smile) The only pleasure left for you is death. And death is very far away.

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THE WARLORDS

Dr. Who

Ian Chesterton

Barbara Wright

Vicki

Richard the Lionheart

Saladin

Saphadin

Joanna

El Akir

Ben Daheer

Earl of Leicester

Haroun

Safiya

Chamberlain

Turkish Bandit

Saracen Warriors

WILLIAM HARTNELL

WILLIAM RUSSELL

JACQUELINE HILL

MAUREEN O'BRIEN

JULIAN GLOVER

BERNARD KAY

ROGER AVON

JEAN MARSH

WALTER RANDALL

REG PRITCHARD

JOHN BAY

GEORGE LITTLE

PETRA MARKHAM

ROBERT LANKASHEER

DAVID BREWSTER

CHRIS KONYILS

RAYMOND NOVAK

ANTHONY COLBY

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Producer

Directed by

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RON GRAINER
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BARRY NEWBERY

VERITY LAMBERT

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Title Sequence

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FOURTEEN

MARK LEWIS

TREVOR BECKETT

JOHN LOPES

Transcribed by

JOSEPH OLDHAM (sephzoni@yahoo.com)

Corrections

Z1R0 (jcurtis@bw.edu)

SOULKAHUNA (soulkahuna@yahoo.com)

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The Crusade (4)

THE CRUSADE - EPISODE 4
first broadcast - 17th April 1965
runing time- 23mins 40secs

THE WARLORDS

Written by

DAVID WHITAKER

1.  INTERIOR OF A CORRIDOR IN EL AKIR'S PALACE.

(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.)

2.  INTERIOR OF THE SERAGLIO.

(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.)

3.  EXTERIOR OF A STRETCH OF SAND.

(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.)

4.  INTERIOR OF A ROOM IN RICHARD'S PALACE.

(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 groundfare 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 i--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!

5.  EXTERIOR OF A STRETCH OF SAND.

(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.)

6.  INTERIOR OF THE SERAGLIO.

(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.)

7.  INTERIOR OF A ROOM IN THE KING'S PALACE.

(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.

8.  EXTERIOR OF A STRETCH OF LAND.

(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!

IBRAHIM:  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.)

9.  INTERIOR OF THE SERAGLIO.

MAIMUNA:  Have you heard anything?

HAFSA:  No.  They must be somewhere else in the palace.

(Hafsa approaches.)

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.)

10.  EXTERIOR OF THE GATES TO EL AKIR'S PALACE.

(The gates are opened a bit, and a guard stands outside.  In
the bushes nearby, Haroun moves about, peering through.  He draws his knife.)

11.  INTERIOR OF A CORRIDOR IN EL AKIR'S PALACE.

(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?

12.  EXTERIOR OF THE GATES TO EL AKIR'S PALACE.

(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.

IAN:  Good.

IBRAHIM:  You can always trust Ibrahim.

(Ian goes to the doors and looks though.  Ibrahim exits wearing
a large grin on his face.)

13.  INTERIOR OF THE SERAGLIO.

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.)

BARBARA:  Ian!

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-

14.  EXTERIOR OF THE GATES TO EL AKIR'S PALACE.

(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.

IAN:  Yes...

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.

(They exit.)

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.)

15.  EXTERIOR OF A CLEARING IN THE FOREST OUTSIDE OF JAFFA
(NIGHT).

(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!!??

16.  EXTERIOR OUTSIDE THE TARDIS.

(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?

17.  EXTERIOR OF A CLEARING IN THE FOREST OUTSIDE OF JAFFA.

(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 villian'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.

18.  EXTERIOR OUTSIDE OF THE TARDIS.

(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.)

19.  EXTERIOR OF A CLEARING IN THE FOREST OUTSIDE JAFFA.

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.

20.  INTERIOR OF THE TARDIS CONTROL ROOM.

(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!

Next Episode

THE SPACE MUSEUM

Dr. Who

Ian Chesterton

Barbara Wright

Vicki

El Akir

Maimuna

Fatima

Hafsa

Ibrahim

Earl of Leicester

Richard the Lionheart

Man-at-arms

Haroun

Saracen Warriors

WILLIAM HARTNELL

WILLIAM RUSSELL

JACQUELINE HILL

MAUREEN O'BRIEN

WALTER RANDALL

SANDRA HAMPTON

VIVIANNE SORREL

DIANE McKENZIE

TUTTE LEMKOW

JOHN BAY

JULIAN GLOVER

BILLY CORNELIUS

GEORGE LITTLE

ANTHONY COLBY

RAYMOND NOVAK

Story Editor

Title Music by

Incidental Music composed
and conducted by

Lighting

Sound

Costume supervised by

Make-up supervised by

Designer

Producer

Directed by

DENNIS SPOONER

RON GRAINER with the

BBC Radiophonic Workshop

DUDLEY SIMPSON

RALPH WILTON

BRIAN HILES

DAPHNE DARE

SONIA MARKHAM

BARRY NEWBERY

VERITY LAMBERT

DOUGLAS CAMFIELD

BBC tv

UNCREDITED

Double for Ian Chesterton (arm)

Saracen Warrior

Men-at-Arms

Concubines

VIKTORS RITELIS (Film Only)

ABBAS HASCHEN

MICHAEL GUEST

WALTER MANN

CICELY JOSPEH

MEI LING

CLEO SYLVESTRE

EVELYN ONG

Special Sound

Film Cameraman

Film Editor

Title Sequence

Telesnaps

Production Assistant

Assistant Floor Manager

Assistant

Grams Operator

Crew

TM2

Floor Assistant

Vision Mixer

BRIAN HODGSON

PETER HAMILTON

PAM BASWORTH

BERNARD LODGE

JOHN CURA

VIKTORS RITELIS

MICHAEL BRIANT

SHIRLEY COWARD

NICK WARE

FOURTEEN

MARK LEWIS

TREVOR BECKETT

JOHN LOPES

Transcribed by

SANDRA WILEY (SWiley7376@aol.com)

Corrections by

JULIAN HAYLOCK (Haylock.Mus@btinternet.com)

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