(Doesn’t see a tower, but continues anyway) Incredible! Astonishing!! Do you know what this means? We can steal that bomb right out from under their collective noses – and once again hold the world ransom as we rebuild our island base. You are simply brilliant tonight General. Do carry on!

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(Slightly taken aback) Well, yes, of course, we will need a crane and a massive flatbed hauler to take away the "gadget" as the first bomb was called. (Looks at his watch) Yes, at precisely 05:29:45 AM today the Atomic Age will officially begin.

Then we only have a few minutes to steal it! What are you waiting for? Get moving General!

(The General makes no effort to move)

General, I don’t like this insolence. It’s not like you at all…we have to MOVE!

(General Menace puts his feet up, slings his arms behind his head and suddenly has a big smile on his face)

General, why that look? Why are you smiling in this most crucial of moments? We are almost out of time! Do you want to die?

You really couldn’t run this operation without me could you?

What? Uhhh, that’s total, utter nonsense. I don’t need you.

You could get the bomb yourself?

Of course I could! How can you doubt me? Me – the greatest genius the world has ever seen. Why, if I wanted to I could just go and snatch it and throw it in my pocket. I have Scientists working on grape sized nukes back at our base, not to mention the miniaturisation ray…

Your Scientists WERE working on those things, until our base was destroyed; and I wonder just how close those "Scientists" were to inventing such devices. Your Scientists didn’t even have nuclear power figured out did they?

Really General, what HAS gotten into you? Stop it. You are scaring my cats.

Oh nothing. Let’s just say I have made some realizations tonight about this organization. (Begins walking off into the desert)

But…what about the bomb? We can’t just leave it.

Don’t worry, it will always be here – at least the radioactive parts.

(The Doctor is clueless)

Well, OK then, what about this cart, we can make good our escape using this!

(The General halts in his tracks, issues a long sigh and trudges back to the cart before clambering back on board. At that moment, large floodlights flash on, drowning the Doctor and the General in blinding light)

THE BOMB HAS GONE OFF! Cuck and dover! Erm, I mean, duck and cover! (Swoops up his cats, and dives into the sand)

(Not flinching) No my Lord, those are truck lights. I’m afraid we’ve been caught.

Caught? In 1945? But I can’t go to prison in 1945, they don’t even have basic sanitation.

(Sigh) Oh for… We’re not in 1945, I was only pulling your leg. This obelisk is a monument to the first atomic test. I’m afraid to break it to you, but time-traveling golf carts don’t exist. This thing is only used to show visitors around the site.

(Rather sheepishly, the Doctor lifts his head up from the sand. A group of men slowly walk out into the light, and towards the General, and the dust covered Doctor lying on the ground. They appear only as black silhouettes in the glare of the beams of light. One walks up to the General and whispers something, and then moves away back into the mysterious group. A flash of the Sinister Incorporated emblem reflects off the man’s overcoat)

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