Mr. Spock has the initial upper-hand via a phaser set to kill. The Doctor sans an actual weapon and hiding behind a rock, whips out his handy-dandy, do-everything sonic screwdriver. The screwdriver emits a sonar beam powerful enough to disrupt the phaser, causing a reverse in the polarity of the neutron flow of its’ powercell. The phaser explodes. Mr. Spock narrowly evades being killed by chucking the phaser away at the last moment. (With his superfast logical mind, he managed to deduce that the oh-so-slight tremor emanating from the phaser in his hand was a blacklash building up in the powercell.)
The two switch to hand-to-hand combat. Just as Mr. Spock lunges at the Doctor to apply the Vulcan death-grip, the Doctor reaches out to inflict some Venusian Karate on Spock. They both faint dead away. But thanks to the extraordinary constitution of both men, they each revive and are on their feet before the onlooking Yeoman Rand and Sarah-Jane Smith can even utter a gasp.
Spock hypothesizes to himself that perhaps his highly logical mind can psychically overpower the brain of the buffoonish Doctor. He grasps at the Time-Lords’ face in an attempt to mind-meld and hopefully dominate the Doctors’ thought processes. Unfortunately, this is just what the Doctor was gambling on. The Vulcan taps not only one mind, but ALL of the Doctors’ previous incarnations’ minds as well. The shock of downloading numerous, sometimes conflicting, and always very eccentric and emotional personalities is akin to suddenly being stricken with schizophrenia for the poor half-Vulcan. Spock withers to the floor, assuming a fetal position, gibbering incessently about “daddy Sarek.”
“Tsk,” chortles the Doctor as he whips his scarf around his neck “Vulcans! They are so like Time-Lords; so painfully logical, as colorless as glass, the merest irrationality causes them physical pain. Any way, who’s up for a spot of ginger beer?”
Well that’s my idea how it would turn out. What’s your humble opinion?
