Don’t interfere!” The Doctor silenced her angrily. “I cannot will my own destruction.

Mawdryn stared at the Brigadier with such a look of pain and longing. For a moment the old soldier’s mind went back thirty-five years to his first taste of action as a young lieutenant in...

I’m hard to get rid of.” He smiled. All Tegan’s suspicions about the boy came flooding back. “So it seems,” she replied icily.

The bemused Brigadier shook his head. “You and that TARDIS.

The Brigadier had no wish to shake hands with the improbable young man in the ridiculous frock-coat.

By the way,” said Tegan, suddenly very self-conscious. “Thank you.” “What?” “You were prepared to give up everything for us.” The Doctor just smiled and stood up. “Oh, come on!