TEXT: TERROR OF THE AUTONS BY: ROBERT HOLMES 5:15pm - 5:40pm [SCENE_BREAK] 1: EXT. CIRCUS (The colourful tent of the "International Circus" is filling with people. The owner, Luigi ROSSINI, a small rotund man in a check suit and a bowler hat stands outside and watches everybody enter with a nod of satisfaction. He walks round the tent, past the tiger cage and to a quiet spot where he stops to light his cigar. The quiet of the spot is disturbed by the sound of a TARDIS materialising and a brand new looking, blue horse box appears a little way off. ROSSINI looks amazed and frowns, then he goes over and tries to open one of the doors on the rear left-hand side of the box. Failing, he goes round to the other side. Immediately that he has gone the door opens and a smartly dressed black clothed figure jumps out. He has a moustache and beard and dark hair with streaks of grey. He has a compact though powerful demeanour. His movements and manner are precise and controlled. He swings round when he hears ROSSINI'S Italian accent.) ROSSINI: Who the heck are you? Well? (The new arrival looks impassively at the circus owner who has just walked back from the other side of the horsebox. He answers in rich, precise tones.) MASTER: I am usually referred to as the Master. ROSSINI: Oh? Is that so? MASTER: Universally. ROSSINI: Mmm, well I am Luigi Rossini, internationally, and conjurers I don't need. Okay? MASTER: Unfortunately I need you, Lew Russell. (ROSSINI is amazed at this comment and he suddenly drops the Italian accent and speaks in his natural cockney tones.) ROSSINI: What did you call me? MASTER: Lew Russell - it happens to be your real name. ROSSINI: Now listen Mister - get orf my pitch while you're still safe!
SUMMARY:
When a Nestene Energy Unit is stolen and a radio telescope sabotaged, the Doctor is contacted by a Time Lord who tells him his old rival the Master is responsible.