Doctor Who: The Infinite Quest Page #5

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Destroy them all!

You can destroy them, Your Majesty,

with the weapons you bought.

-What's your name, pilot?

-Pilot Kelvin.

Pilot Kelvin, what's wrong with you?

Picking a fight with a bunch of defenseless bugs.

-Eh? We didn't start it!

-Yes, they did.

The fleshy bipeds have been trying

to exterminate us. Wipe us out!

No! You don't understand.

This is Myarr, this was my home,

where I was born, brought up. We were here first!

Is this true?

This used to be a lovely place.

My parents had a homestead here.

Then the bugs arrived and drove the people out.

I only joined up once...

-Once my parents were killed.

-Killed? Why?

Why did you attack?

So many lovely animals they had here,

so much lovely dung.

You invaded this planet for dung?

It's one of the last fertile planets in the galaxy.

If it falls, there'll be a famine

like you wouldn't believe.

Your Majesty, if I may? My job here is done.

I have supplied you

with the means to destroy your enemies.

Your contract stipulates

final payment on delivery.

Did it? Guess what, Mergrass,

I lied! There will be no payment.

Mantasphids do not make deals

with fleshy bipeds.

Typical Mantasphid.

I should've listened to the others.

-What others?

-The prisoners.

There was a Mantasphid there,

tipped me off about this war.

So I decided to do the deal.

-MARTHA:
You were in prison?

-Good grief, no.

I was a broker, a dealer.

I would get letters, gifts to the inmates,

and in return...

-You got well paid?

-Of course.

The Governor always said

that you could never trust a Mantasphid.

The governor of which prison was this?

Volag-Noc, perhaps?

Volag-Noc? Isn't that where Baltazar was?

You know of Baltazar?

(ALARM SOUNDING)

The fly ships, they're coming back!

Bugs, defend us! They'll destroy us all!

-We're going to die, too, unless we get out.

-Forget it.

-You can't get far enough away.

-Why not?

Because Earth Command

can't afford to lose this planet.

You see, they'll even sacrifice me.

Your Majesty, listen to me,

there might still be a way.

Ah, Doctor. This is a fleshy biped thing,

is it not? Never say die?

-Yeah, exactly!

-Fleshy bipeds are very stupid creatures.

But the fight goes on. We'll win this war yet!

MARTHA:
What will they do to the city?

Well, the plan was spatial disintegration

of this hundred-mile vector.

They're going to burn us out of space and time.

Kills all known bugs, dead.

MARTHA:
So we stand here

while they vaporize us?

-Mergrass, what do we do?

-You're asking me?

You are my military adviser.

You know tactics, weapons. Help us!

I'd have helped

when I thought I was getting paid.

But without this, the weapons are useless.

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