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In the throne room, the din of noise had shifted from chaos to confusion. The Captain of the Guard, the President, politicians and interstellar agents talked.
"I have the cure," announced the Doctor.
"The alien I hired," said Kielif.
"I see," said the President.
"Give me some," said a politician.
"First my people will check it out," said Kielif, taking the tank. "Alien gifts are dangerous," he added.
An agent read the formula, and declared it safe and effective.
"Internal security" said Kielif to the agent, taking the formula.
"Indeed," said the president. "Guard, arrest that man, Captain of the Guard, Essil Kielif."
"I saved you all!" he said.
"You brought the water," said another politician. A scuffle ensued.
"About this cure," said the President to the Doctor.
