TEXT: The War Games By Malcolm Hulke and Terrance Dicks 5:15pm - 5:40pm [SCENE_BREAK] 1, EXT: NO-MAN'S LAND (All around the field is a scene of mess. An old rusting barrels pockmarked with bullet holes compete for space in the middle of a muddy quagmire amongst rotting wooden piles, old discarded barbed wire and strips of filthy cloth and shredded tyres. In the air is the distant tang of woodsmoke and cordite. In the centre of a particularly nasty puddle a large blue shape appears with a strangled trumpeting of exhausted engines. The door of the Police-box opens and three distinctly odd passengers disembark. The first a young lad in a kilt, and following on a small dark-haired man in a frock coat and a young girl in a long raincoat. Jamie steps down from the TARDIS and immediately his shoes begin to get sucked down into the thick, unforgiving mud. The others laugh at him.) JAMIE: Oh! What is this place? ZOE: Doctor, where are we - Earth? DOCTOR: Well it looks like it Zoe. Come on! (Carefully they try to pick their way across the field without getting too dirty, and up a scrubby incline, the Doctor jauntily whistling "A hunting we will go" happily to himself. Zoe stops by a metal pile with rusting barbed wire coiled around it.) ZOE: What's this stuff? JAMIE: Ah, wee spikes! Oh! (He reaches out to touch one, accidentally pricks himself and recoils sucking his finger) DOCTOR: It's barbed wire Jamie, filthy stuff. (He stoops to pick up a discarded tin helmet from under a soaking wooden board.) DOCTOR: I thought so! JAMIE: Eh? Where are we Doctor? DOCTOR: We're back in history Jamie, one of the most terrible times on
SUMMARY:
The Doctor, Jamie and Zoe realise they have arrived in the trenches of the First World War, where the sinister General Smythe accuses them of espionage.