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This week BBC Worldwide announced that Shada – a Fourth Doctor story which had its filming abandoned due Download PDF extract here. much knowledge as you want for downloading free PDF novels, right here internet sites. In case Get Free Doctor Who Shada The Lost Adventures By Douglas. Doctor Who: Shada by Gareth Roberts and Douglas Adams. If you're wondering how a book published less than two years ago qualifies for Classics Corner.

Tom himself exudes the same sort of relaxed charm, peppered with moments of total nonsense that marked City of Death while Lalla Ward has never seemed more possessed of an unearthly beauty. All of their scenes together are a joy and something as simple as them going boating, or visiting an old friend in his rooms for tea is all stuff I could watch hours of, even without any alien menaces showing up. And the alien menace that does show up is stupendous — possibly the most unbelievable thing about the whole story is the revelation on the commentary track that the people in the background of Cambridge genuinely ignored Christopher Neame in his outrageous hat and slowing silver cape as if he was an everyday sight.

There are undoubtedly flaws, mostly as we race towards the end with the mounting sense of a script with the ink still wet and no time for afterthought or final drafts. Chris Parsons is probably the best of the solid young everymen Doctor Who has ever featured, and pitched perfectly by Daniel Hall, yet despite early episodes spending more time of introducing and building on his character, he gets lost in the shuffle of the climax.

Meanwhile, the Kraag outfits are really quite poor, even for the era that gave us the Nimon and the Mandrel, and a lot of the location film work in Cambridge feels rather loose and in need of a tighter edit. Extras This release comes with a full set of extras the complement the story perfectly. A commentary orchestrated by the unsinkable Toby Hadoke on less funding than the bus fare into town sees him interview Neame and Hall about their experiences during filming, and Gergharty and animator Ann Marie Walsh about the pressures and effort involved in creating the project against incredibly tight deadlines.

Taken Out of Time interviews many of the those involved in front of and behind the cameras on the original production to build a picture of exactly how it came to abandoned in the first place.

Both of these are proper, half hour documentaries that tell a story of their own almost as compelling as Shada itself. ROM content even includes a full set of scripts, storyboards, and the Doctor Who Annual if, rather bizarrely, packed as 56 separate image files.

The Steelbook release goes even further to try and lay claim to the definitive Shada package — with a third disc containing the reconstruction and the Paul McGann web animation adaptation remastered for viewing on TV screens rather than computer monitors. About the only thing not included is the novelization.

Presentation and Packaging The DVD version has a slightly astonishing error where the coding that tells a television to display it as or is messed up — meaning that if watched on a television the image will appear in the centre of the screen, with black bars on all sides — top, bottom, left and right.

On a modern television it displays the picture correctly with bars on left and right as this is archive television intended as but even then some resolution is lost as the image is basically being blown up to fit. Personally, I love him. Handsomely accompanied by a great set of extras and marred only by some inexplicable technical sloppiness, this is a must for any collection.

Do not approach. Everything is under our control. The man holds up his hand, and the sphere from the top of device rises into the air and glides into it. He leaves. The computer repeats its message as the man goes into the shuttlsite. Then the five remaining men jerk briefly and get up. They stagger around then fall down as a spaceship undocks and flies away. Daniel Hill bicycles through Cambridge like any other student, on a bike with a wicker basket on the front, then puts it into a stand outside a college entrance and walks through to the quad.

He checks a piece of paper then stops a student. Excuse me. Do you know where P14 is? Yes, it's over there, okay? He heads off across the inner yard flagstones to the Don's climber-covered residential block.

A white-haired and bearded Professor wearing a black academic gown is unpacking a briefcase. He unwinds his scarf and removes the gown to reveal a slightly tatty jacket underneath. His study is lined from floor to ceiling with bookshelves, and the tables are also loaded with volumes. A police telephone box sits somewhat out of place amongst it all.

The Professor looks at it, then goes and draws his curtains. There is a knock at the door. Come in. Parsons enters. Chronotis does not look to see who it is, but heads off to the kitchen.

Excuse the muddle. Creative disarray, you know. Professor Chronotis? Oh, thanks. Just put the kettle on. Er, Professor Chronotis, I don't know if you remember me. We met at a faculty party a few weeks ago. It's Chris Parsons. Oh yes, of course. Enjoy these faculty dos, do you? A lot of boring old dons talking away at each other, who never listen to a word anybody else says.

Talk, talk, talk. Never listen. Oh no. When you get to my age, you'll find that time doesn't matter too much. Not that I expect you'll get to my age. Oh, really? Oh, yes. I remember talking to the last Master of College but one, or was it the last Master but two?

Could have been three. Yes, nice young chap. Died rather tragically at the age of oh. Run over by a coach and pair. What was it you said to him? Oh, I don't know. Long time ago, you know. Professor, when we met you were kind enough to say that if I dropped round you would lend me some of your books on carbon dating. Happy to. Ah, there's the kettle. Chronitis disappears into the kitchen.

You'll find the books you want at the far end of this bookshelf. Third shelf down. He goes back into the kitchen. Or is it the second shelf down? Second, I think. Anyway, take what you want. Oh, yes please. One lump or two? Two please. Chronotis enters with two china cups of tea on a tray.

Ah, Here we are. Parsons tucks his three selected books under his arm and looks at his wrist watch. Oh, actually Professor, I've just realised I'm going to be really late for a seminar. Look, I'm terribly sorry. Look, I'll bring these back to you next week, all right? Yes, of course. Chronotis takes his newly downloadd slim paperback out of its plastic bag.

Actually, Professor, could I just ask you, where did you get that? He points to the Tardis. I think someone must have left it there when I was out. Yes, well, I'll bring these back as soon as I can.

Parsons leaves. The Doctor is punting Romana along The Backs. She is reading a book. Owen Chadwick. Some of the greatest labourers in the history of Earth have thought here.

Newton, of course. Oh, definitely Newton. For every action, there is a equal and opposite reaction. That's right. So Newton invented punting. There was no limit to Isaac's genius. No, simple. You just push in one direction and the boat goes in the other. Oh, I do love the spring. All the leaves, the colours. It's October. I thought that you said we were coming here for May week. I did. May week's in June. I'm confused. So was the Tardis.

Oh, I do love the autumn. Well, at least with something as simple as a punt nothing can go wrong. No coordinates, no dimensional stabilisers, nothing. Just the water, a punt, a strong pair of hands and the pole. Whereupon the pole gets stuck in the mud of the riverbed and the Doctor has to let it go.

They drift on under a bridge. The pole. Er, I think it's about time that we go and see if the Professor is back in his room. Ask me how.

The man from the spacestation watches them drift under the bridge. He has a large carpet bag with him, and has acquired a large white hat and cloak to complete a Renaissance look. For every reaction there is an opposite and equally different action. The whisper of many voices is briefly heard before he walks away. Did you just heard voices?

The Doctor has found a paddle. My Stories. It slides off them onto the table. He opens it to discover it is written in an alien script. The time on the clock flies back and forth as he riffles through the pages, ending up where it started when he closes the book.

He sniffs the book, then feels the cover and opens it. But when he reaches for a magnifying glass it snaps itself shut again. He tries stabbing it with a scalpel, but it moves out of the way of the blade. Cedd's College, Cambridge. Founded in the year something or other, by someone someone in honour of someone someone someone.

In honour of someone who's name escapes me completely. Saint Cedd? Do you know I think you're very probably right. You should have been an historian. I am an historian. The Doctor goes over to the college porter, who is putting notices up on a board on an easel. Good afternoon, Wilkin. Yaroo, everybody. Good afternoon, Doctor. You remembered me. Why, yes, of course, sir.

An honorary degree in Yes, but how kind of you to remember me. That's my job, sir. And you do it splendidly. Professor Chronotis, sir? He returned to his room a few minutes ago. Oh good, good, good. Wilkin, how did you know I wanted to speak to Professor Chronotis? Because that's who you asked for when you were here in , and , sir.

Did I really? I was here in Were you, sir? Yes, but in a different body.

Come along, Doctor. The Doctor hands Wilkin the punt paddle. Nice to meet you, Wilkin. Bye, bye. The Professor throws his book onto a table and gets up. Chronotis goes into the kitchen. The Doctor and Romana enter. Over there. He'll ask us if we want tea. Yes, please. Two cups. Two please, and two sugars. Oh, Doctor. Chronotis comes out with the tray.

Oh, Doctor! How splendid to see you. You too, Professor. This is Romana. Oh, delighted, delighted. I've heard so much about you. Have you really? Well, not yet, but I will have done. When Time Lords get to my age they tend to get their tenses muddled up. Would you liked some biscuits too? Well, I wouldn't have said no. Oh, sometimes. The spaceman walks through Cambridge with his whispering carpet bag.

A little later, tea and biscuits are being enjoyed. Three hundred years? Yes, my dear. And in the same set of rooms? Ever since I retired from Gallifrey. Didn't anybody notice? One of the delights of the older Cambridge colleges. Everyone is so discreet. Now Doctor, young fellow, what can I do for you?

What can you do for me? You mean what can I do for you? You sent for me. Sent for you? Yes, we got your signal. What signal? Romana, didn't we get a signal from the Professor, would we come as soon as possible? We come straight away.

I never sent you a signal, but it's very splendid to see you. Have another cracker.

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I will. Professor, if you didn't send a signal, who did, hmm? The spaceman marches through the arch and calls to the porter without looking at him. Wilkin finishes putting a notice on the board and walks over. Were you addressing me?

I want Chronotis. Professor Chronotis. Where is he? He will not wish to be disturbed. He is with the Doctor. A very old, a very old friend. Skagra leaves the college.

More tea is about to be poured. What for? I've had an idea who sent that message. I thought you said you didn't. Yes, I know. Memory's getting a bit touchy of late. Doesn't like to be prodded about too much. But my dear old things, it must be ages since I send it. I told you you'd got the time wrong, Doctor. Yes, but you're always saying that.

You're always getting the time wrong. What was it about, Professor? What was what about? The message? Chronotis comes out of the kitchen with a fresh pot of tea. I don't know. You've seen it more recently than I have. Was it to do with the voices? What voices? Well, when I was on the river I heard a strange babble of inhuman voices, didn't you, Romana? Oh, undergraduates talking to each other, I expect.

I've trying to have it banned. No, no, no, no. It wasn't like that at all. Overwrought imaginings, Doctor. No, I remember what it was. Delicate matter, slightly. It, it was about a book. The scanner explodes. The book is too hot to touch, but otherwise intact.

Parsons leave it alone, and it starts to glow and wibble slightly. Skagra walks down St Edwards Passage and comes out between a clothiers and a camera shop, where a car is parked. He looks through the shop window until the driver leaves the shop and returns to his car, then approaches him. I say. Can I help you? Yes, perhaps you can. We don't hear the conversation, but the man lets Skagra get into the car with him and they drive away.

Suddenly the car screeches to a halt in the middle of King's Parade. We next see it driving past St Cedd's with Skagra in the driving seat. Chronotis is handing Romana a pile of books when he stops. Did you just hear voices? Professor, I think that. I just heard voices.


Romana, did you just hear voices? Yes, very faint this time. Anything to do with that book, Professor? Oh, no, no, no. That's just a book I accidentally bought back with me from Gallifrey. From Gallifrey? You brought a book from Gallifrey to Cambridge? Well, just a few knick-knacks.

You know how I love my books, Doctor. Professor, you said you brought it back by accident. An oversight. I overlooked the fact that I had decided to bring it. Just for study, you know. And as I'm now getting very old You thought that perhaps I'd take it straight back to Gallifrey for you.

Well, as I'm retired, I'm not allowed to have a Tardis. Professor, I don't want to be critical but I will. It's very risky bringing books back from Gallifrey. Is it? I mean, they could be so dangerous in the wrong hands, hmm?

Clare, hi. Yes, it's me. Yes, I'm fine. Listen, the most amazing Well, just stop being busy. This is important. There's this book, and it's got a molecular structure unlike anything I've ever seen before. Yes, I said book. It's like nothing on Earth.

No, I'm not mad.

Listen, I've done everything. X-rays, microscope, you name it.

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Look, you don't have to believe everything till you've seen it yourself. Yeah, come on over. No, not in two hours. The Victim. I've read that. Saul Bellow. Once upon a time. Read that.

And ah. Ah ha. And in the ancient days of Rassilon, five great principles were laid down. Can you remember what they were, my children? It's just a Gallifreyan Nursery Book. I know it is. It's very good.

I had it when I was a Time tot. Yes, it is good. Oh, that's just a memento. Not the right book at all. Where is it? Is this the one? Oh dear, no. No, I know it's here somewhere. How many books did you bring back, for heaven's sake? Skagra drives through Grantchester and parks the car before walking through a gate into a large field.

Then he walks up an invisible ramp and disappears into the belly of an invisible spaceship. What does it look like? What's it called?

The Doctor drops the large old tome he is holding. Red book, about five by seven. Professor, how did that book get out of the Panopticon Archives? Well, what I did you see was I, I just took it. Took it? There's no one interested in ancient history on Gallifrey any longer, and I thought that certain things would be safer with me. And were they? Yes, in principle. Delicate matter, Professor, slightly. The Doctor lifts Chronotis down off his library steps.

That book dates back to the days of Rassilon. Does it? Yes, indeed. It's one of the artefacts. Is it, indeed. Professor, you know that perfectly well. Rassilon had powers and secrets that even we don't fully understand. You've no idea what might have been hidden in that book. Well, there's no chance of anyone else understanding it then, is there? I only hope you're right, but we'd better find it.

Little red book. Five by seven. Good, good. Could be green. I have confirmed the location of the book. It shall soon be mine. Congratulations, my lord. Tell me of the one called the Doctor. The screen shows various clips from different episodes, ending with punting on the Backs. He has no more power than the others. Only one has the power I need.

And when I have the book, that power shall be mine. Get me the carrier ship. The clips of the Doctor are replaced by the outline of a shape. I shall be with you very soon, and then let the universe prepare itself. The book search comes to an end. Roget's Thesaurus. British Book of Bird Life, in colour. Alternative Betelgeuse. Time Machine. Wuthering Heights. Sweeney Todd. Yes, but there's no sign of the Worshipful and Ancient Law of Gallifrey.

Do you really think it's important? Of course it is. Other than its historical value. Yes, yes. Each of the artefacts was imbued with stupendous power. The meaning of most of them has been lost by now, but the powers remain, and the rituals.

I just mouthed the words like everybody else. What words? At the Time Academy Induction Ceremony. You know, I swear to protect the ancient law of Gallifrey with all my might and main, and will to the end of my days with justice and with honour temper my actions and my thoughts. Pompous lot. All words and no actions. Well, that's not true. What about Salyavin? Oh yes, Salyavin.

He was a boyhood hero of mine. Really, Doctor? A great criminal your hero? He was a bit like me in that respect. Did you ever meet him? I certainly did not! All right. He was imprisoned before I was born. Do you know, I can't remember. He was a contemporary of yours, wasn't he? Where was he imprisoned? Chronotis runs in from the kitchen. I've just remembered. I've only just asked you. Where Salyavin was imprisoned.. I'm not talking about Salyavin.

Good riddance to him. We must find the book. Professor, what do you think we're doing? I just remembered. There was a young man here earlier. Came to borrow some books. He might have taken it while I was out in the kitchen making tea. What was his name, Professor?

What was his name? Oh, if only I could remember. Oh dear, I've got a memory like a. Oh dear, what is it I've got a memory like? What's that thing you strain rice with? Was he old? I remember! A sieve! That's what it is. I've got a memory like a sieve. Professor, what was his name? Oh, I can't remember his name. Oh, do please try.

No, it doesn't begin with A. How should I know? Keightley, this book. This book will do for science what the Japanese did to Pearl Harbour. What, bomb it? Feels like paper, it smells like paper, doesn't behave like paper. Not a single polymer in sight. No crystalline structure. A single crystal, then. Well, if it is, our mystery Don's got a lot of explaining to do.

Half of it's stable all of the time, half of it none of the time.


There's absolutely no way of telling what it's made of. X-ray tomography. Oh yeah, I got a positive result on the x-ray. It blew up. Not only can't I tell what the structure is, it actually doesn't seem to have a structure. Pure matter. Non-atomic matter. You can't have matter without atomic structure. It's fundamental. I can't explain it. What's it about?

The book, Chris. What is it about? Well, I don't know, do I? It reads like a cross between Chinese and algebra. Why don't you ask old What's-his-name?

Well, yes, that's the obvious thing to do, I suppose. Is that why you haven't done it yet? Make yourself at home, Keightley. It's Clare. Young Parsons.

Born , graduated , honours degree in chemistry. Currently engaged in sigma particles. Where would he be now, Professor? Physics Lab, I should think. First left! Yes, yes, I'll be back in two minutes. The Doctor leaves. More tea, my dear? Two lumps, no sugar. Skagra leaves his invisible spaceship wearing the clothes of the car driver and carrying his carpet bag. The Doctor has appropriated some poor student's bicycle, and pedals through the streets to the accompaniment of squealing car brakes.

Parsons is also bicycling back to the college, and nearly collides with the Doctor at the junction of Botolph Lane and Trumpington Street. Is the Professor alone now? Oh yes, sir. The Doctor left a few minutes ago.

Chronotis' rooms] Romana is toasting muffins on Chronotis' electric fire. Oh, dear. What's the matter? We've run out of milk.

Oh, I should think that's the least of our problems. I do feel so stupid losing that book. Don't worry, we'll find it. I hope so. I do hope so. You're shivering. Are you cold?

No, it's just a feeling. Those voices unnerved me. A cup of hot tea will do you good. Ah, no milk. I'll just pop out and get some. I don't think that's a very awfully good idea, Professor. Why not? It's the only way I know of getting milk, short of having a cow.

We've got plenty. Oh, splendid. Type Forty, isn't it? Yes, came out when I was a boy. That shows you how old I am. I shan't be a moment. Oh yes, you will. The kitchens are too far from the control chamber. I've never known the Doctor use them anyway. Romana goes into the Tardis.

Good riddance to him, Salyavin. Good riddance. There is a knock on the door. Come in! Chronotis goes to the kitchen as Skagra enters. Only got lemon tea, I'm afraid. No milk. The girl's gone out to get some. The voices fill the room.

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How many of there are you, for heaven sake? I've only got seven cups. Chronotis enters with seven cups on a tray. Where are the others? Who are you? I have come for the book. What book? You know what book.

I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't got any books. That's to say, I've got plenty of books. What book would you like? The book you took from the Panopticon Archives. What do you know about the Panopticon? The book, Professor.

You are to give it to me. On whose instructions?Where's isomorpism now? Look at what happened when I wasn't allowed to change the cliff- hanger to part one of TIMELASH; the episodes got totally unbalanced; too much in part one, not enough in part two - result, all that extra pad- ding that had to be shot during an- other production.

Skagra, this thing is written in code. Supposedly a full Zygon costume, a Dalek, and a Cyberman were to have been among the collection. Romana checks Chronotis' vital signs, then there is a knock at the door. The trick on those occasions is not to resist. I just mouthed the words like everybody else.

This mean that everything the BBC was producing and making at the time was either put on hold or cancelled altogether. The Krarg was made to flame for the end of part four by superimposing a close-up of polystyrene lit with a red light and made to wobble electronically on to the Krarg's upper body.

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