(Ben, Barclay, Dyson and Haines, a technician, are all clothed in protective radiation suits. They hear the Doctor's warning, and watch events in the Tracking Room on a monitor link by the door.)
BEN: Did you all hear that?
BARCLAY: Of course, it all makes sense now! We've allowed ourselves to be fooled by them!
DYSON: We've just set them nicely. Cutler was right, wasn't he? We should have used the bomb on them.
BARCLAY: Well that might quite easily have led to something far worse.
DYSON: Worse? We're just about to be blown to bits along with the entire population of the Earth, and you talk about something worse?
BEN: Get over it, mate! What he means is, where there's life there's still hope.
DYSON: Seems to me we've just signed our own death warrants.
(A Cyberman's voice can be heard coming down the hallway outside the room. Krang can be heard over the monitor giving orders to the Cyberman.)
KRANG: (on monitor) Check progress on the
BEN: Quick! All look busy! All right, bring in number two, right!
(They pretend to be working as the Cyberman walks past the door.)
BEN: Half a moment. The Doctor told us to play for time,
right? And I've got an idea.
BEN: Well, might at least hear it! I don't hear any bright suggestions coming from you geezers!
BARCLAY: Go on.
BEN: Well, any idea how strong these Cybermen are?
BARCLAY: A rough idea.
BEN: Yeah, well they could lift a man like he was... well, like he was a wrench, right?
DYSON: Yes, well?
BEN: Well they're also pretty advanced geezers, way ahead of us.
BARCLAY: What has this got to do with it?
BEN: Well, that just it. With all this, why should they need us? Well, they could shift that bomb in half the time! So why get us to do it? Also, you'll notice they remain outside this door, looking at us all the time through the door. Well why?
DYSON: This is just a waste of time.
BARCLAY: Now wait a minute, I think I see what he's driving at. They use us because they daren't handle it themselves.
BEN: Yeah, but the point is, why? We know they're scientists.
BARCLAY: Don't you see, Dyson? It could that they're afraid of radioactivity.
BEN: Let's get this one inside and see what it does to him. Now look... all lie down on the floor... play dead.
DYSON: This is ridiculous... games.
BARCLAY: It may be, but it's worth giving it a try. Come on, lie down.
(Barclay, Dyson and Haines lie on the floor, as Ben stands by the door and shouts to the Cyberman guard.)
BEN: Help! Help! Come in here, there's something up! Help!
(Ben feigns collapse as the Cyberman peers carefully through the small door portal. It then opens the door and slowly walks into the room. After only a few steps the Cyberman stops dead and drops its Cyber-weapon. Ben shoves the large metallic body out of the room and locks the door.)
BEN: You see?
DYSON: What did you do that for? We could have escaped!
BEN: To where? We're okay right where we are.
BARCLAY: And they can't off this bomb while we defend this room!
BEN: Right! So all we've go to do is sit tight until Mondas like the Doctor said! Well, we've got them! But they've still got the Doctor and Polly.