In black and white, a crack of light blooms into a swirling cloud of light.
The strange patterns ripple outwards and rush overhead in waves.
A large clot of symmetric light bleeds away forming words ...
"DOCTOR WHO".
The words recede into the maelstrom of rippling light.
In grainy black and white. On a misty night, a patrolling policeman with a tall helmet ambles along a lane, shining his torch.
He turns toward a pair of large double yard-doors with writing.
The pavement outside is dirty, and littered with rubbish.
The doors read: I.M Foreman.
Scrap Merchant. 76 Totter's lane.
The doors swing open as our view moves inside.
A gloomy yard with brick walls. There are piles of old furniture. A pram with large wheels sits by itself. Wooden stairs lead upwards to an office.
Near the stairs, nestled among the junk, stands a police box. It is like a tall wardrobe, large enough for two or three people to stand inside. The doors have two vertical rows of inset panels.
The upper two panels of each door are frosted-glass windows.
Above the doors is a thin panel that reads "Police Box".
Words appear. "An Unearthly Child".
Written by Anthony Coburn.
The panel under the left window has writing on it.
"Police Telephone. Free for use of Public. Advice and Assistance Available Immediately. Officers and Cars Respond to all calls. Pull to Open."
A corridor in a secondary school. Young men and women in 60s fashions leave a class.
Two students trade a whisper and one smiles.
[FAST-ish] The teacher, a woman in a double-breasted women's suit and dark hair swept up into a voluminous bob goes to a science lab.
Susan, elfin, with short dark hair, sways to the music on a transistor radio she holds near her ear.
Barbara and Ian leave.
Susan absently moves through the empty class-room. She is wearing a grey, form-fitting woollen dress with a thin black collar, and loose black belt.
She sits on the side of a desk, and spatters ink from an inkwell onto a loose sheet of paper.
She does this several times, building up a constellation of ink dots.
She folds the paper in half.
She opens it out into a symmetrical ink-blot pattern
She elaborates the design with several strokes that form a hexagon.
Barbara and Ian wait in his car in Totter's lane.
Flashback: the classroom.
Susan looks around uncomfortably.
Susan slips into the scrap yard.
Susan, tense, looks around the junk yard. A shop dummy with a caved in head seems to watch her.
The car.
Ian stops in front of the large doors.
He pushes them open and they step inside.
Ian has a pen-torch. They slowly and carefully look around the vases [PRN: Varses], old candlesticks and other junk.
Ian stumbles.
They look around in the dark.
Ian's attention is caught by a grotesque theatre mask caught in a patch of moonlight.
Barbara examines the Police Box.
Ian examines the side, and disappears behind the box.
Barbara holds her coat closed against the cold. Ian re-appears from the other side
They hide behind the wooden stairs.
It's an old man with long white hair, a scarf and an Astrakhan woollen hat.
He stops at the Police Box and presses the shiny brass lock.
The old man looks around, then opens the police box a crack.
He closes it again as Ian emerges from hiding.
The man stalks away to the stairs.
The door opens.
Barbara enters and is stunned to find herself in a spacious, brightly lit room.
Barbara looks around. The walls are decorated with hexagonally packed roundels.
Susan stands next to a hexagonal table-like console
Ian enters. The rooms is sparsely decorated with antique furniture.
The large internal double doors are closed. Barbara and Ian push against them.
Ian confronts the old man, looming over him. Then he stalks over to Susan.
[FAST] He darts to the console.
The old man touches a control.
Shocked, Ian falls.
[FAST] Susan's Grandfather operates a control.
Ian tackles him.
They all struggle. The lights flash. A transparent cylinder in the centre of the console rises and falls.
A television mounted on the wall shows the lights of London receding.
An abstract crack of light blooms, radiating swirling patterns.
The strange patterns play over Susan's face as she stares forward.
The bleeding, shifting lights blur Susan's Grandfather's face.
The lights form a whirling, spinning vortex.
A barren landscape, sandy, interrupted by low hills.
Inside the TARDIS, Susan and her Grandfather are silent, almost trance like.
Ian lays on the floor, unconscious; and Barbara is slumped in an elaborate, high backed chair.
The Police Box shape of the TARDIS stands at a slight angle on the rocky landscape, a skeletal tree in the foreground.
The shadow of a man moving warily falls on the ground.
Credits appear. Dr Who: William Hartnell. Barbara Wright: Jacqueline Hill. Ian Chesterton: William Russell. Susan Foreman: Carole Anne Ford.
Title music by Ron Grainer with the BBC Radiophonic workshop.
Incidental music by Norman Kay.
Producer: Verity Lambert.
Directed by Waris Hussein.