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- Unless we reach Utopia. -And Utopia is...?

Chan, I'm sorry, tho.

- Constant noise inside my head. -What sort of noise?

Well, it's better to let them live in hope.

Excuse me, that is not time travel.

Oh, I think I'm a little too old for Utopia. Time I had some sleep.

So, I went to the time rift, based myself there,

Like that perception filter thing.

Hello again. Oh, I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry. -Yeah.

Professor, are you getting me?

He said they were going to Utopia.

Chan, Professor, tho.

- Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you? -Stop it. Give us a hand with this.

- Passenger needs help. -Right, what do you need?

They must have an atmospheric shell. We should be frozen to death.

This is magnificent. And I don't often say that 'cause...

Can't get a pulse. Hold on, you've got that medical kit thing.

Ready to launch.

Now if you could leave, thank you.

- Hello. Who are you? -Chan, Chantho, tho.

Just like California on the San Andreas Fault, but the rift bleeds energy.

You'd give your life so they could fly.

Every human knows of Utopia. Where have you been?

- Have you ever opened it? -Why would I? It's broken.

Depends which one. Brilliant, fantastic, yeah. But they died, the Time Lords.

Humans. Humani.

We should leave. We should go.

Abandoned. With only this.

Just let me in!

Outer doors sealed. Launching in T minus 99, 98...

Doctor, are you there?