The Doctor went back to his console, where he talked to the Molluscs again: "Stop attacking my people!"
I assumed he wanted the Molluscs to keep thinking they were attacking the Doctor's people, when in reality they were destroying just regular police boxes.
"We will, if you stop attacking us." was the reply.
"What if I offer you a trade?" the Doctor suggested, "All the information I have on the universe, and in exchange you leave this planet alone."
"We already know everything there is to know." was the reply.
"Do you?" the Doctor questioned, "How come could I just appear in your Cylinder, without you noticing? How could I, who's supposed to be an inferior species, get control of one of your Tripods?"
The Molluscs didn't reply. Which gave me a chance to talk to the Doctor: "Give them all your knowledge about the universe?"
"Don't worry." the Doctor assured me, "The Tardis has knowledge from the past, present and the future. Not to mention some of its personal memories it has stored. It would be too much for these Molluscs to bear. Their brains as well as their computers will suffer from information overload. They can't survive that."
"And what if they send some of that information to the others?" I asked.
"It would still be too much for them to bear." the Doctor explained, "Plus, if they send any to the ones on Mars, it's too far away. It'll take some time for it to reach. Enough time for us to intercept."
Something appeared on the screen: "Explain something to us."
It sounded serious, but the Doctor took it lightly: "Certainly."
"Why is it that when we fired on your vessel nothing happened, and yet when we fire on all the other vessels on Earth, they all incinerate instantly?"
"They're on to my plan." the Doctor whined.
"Let me try something." I said, upon which I typed a reply, "It's a new technology. We're the only ones who have it, we haven't had a chance to mass-produce it yet."
"Clever thinking." the Doctor said, "This way they'll think we're the only ones in the universe with the technology, so they'll want it even more."
"Really?" I said, "It was just the best excuse I could come up with. I didn't stop to think about..."
"It doesn't matter." the Doctor interrupted, "It works."
He pointed to the screen, where a reply had appeared: "Your proposal is acceptable."
"Good." the Doctor said, "Let's get it started."
"Doc?" I asked, "What if they decide to attack anyway?"
The Doctor laughed: "I told you, even half the information the Tardis has will kill them. When do you think they'll have a chance to attack if they're dead?"
I always manage to ask the dumbest questions imaginable.
The Doctor pressed a few buttons, which I assume would be sending the Mollusc all the information they need. On the screen, much like with any other computer that I know, a window appeared that read "sending... 0% done". Messages appeared from the Molluscs, asking for more, but after ten minutes, the window still read "0% done".
"Are you sure it's sending anything?" I asked.
"Yes." the Doctor said, and left it at that.
Once the window read "1% done", I heard a strange sound, coming from outside. I ran out of the Tardis to look. Some of the Tripods outside started to wobble, as if they had drunk drivers controlling them. It didn't take long until one of them fell down, its windshield breaking apart, the Mollusc inside it trying to get out, but fainting as it did so.
"Doc, I think it's working." I called to him.
"Let's see if it's working on the others as well." the Doctor replied back.
We traveled from this spot to the Cylinder, where we saw the same thing happening to other Molluscs. It seemed like the Doctor's plan was working, they were suffering from information overload.