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We wait for the Doctor.

Doctor, it's coming, I can feel it. I'm going to die!

- Dear God! - Ah, now you're getting it!

The end of the universe. Let's have a look, then.

- Miss Pond, Dr Song, now! - Doctor, come on!

Oh, this isn't even a little bit good. I mean, is that it?

Well, it's a sealed unit, but they must have installed it somehow.

That's a fairy tale.

She watched an Angel climb out of the screen,

That's what I've been trying to tell you!

Dr Song, I've lost good clerics today. You trust this man?

The crash of the Byzantium wasn't an accident -

What is it? What's happening? Just tell me!

- Why did you say nine? - I didn't.

Well, yes, natural. I think sometimes... Well, lots of times...

- You have to leave me! - Can't you wriggle out?

- Well, there is that. - I've travelled in time.

- We're not leaving without you! - Oh, yes, you are. Bishop?

Doctor, what's happening to me? Explain!

The best man I've ever known.

Listen to me, it's important! You can't trust her.

Doctor! I can't find the communicator!

No, not like that!

The Angels are wondering what you hope to achieve.

If it was a real screen, what would we do? We'd pull the plug, kill the power.

Doctor, we're too exposed here, we have to move on.

- How do we stop it? - Feed it.

If I always told you the truth, I wouldn't need you to trust me.

Good luck, everyone. Behave, do not let that girl open her eyes.

You will never have lived at all.