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in all its forms,

But we agreed...

Looks pretty, northern Punjab.

Such an exotic word. It's in England. Do you know it?

- (GASPS) - RYAN: What?

YASMIN: She's going to officiate knowing he's not my granddad.

who knows what he thinks these days.

Only take a couple of hours.

- Sounds like trouble. - RYAN: Red alert!

- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING) - (DEVICE BEEPS)

If something happens to Umbreen, your whole timeline could be erased.

And I was the first Muslim woman

Something I believe in my faith,

- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING) - What is that?

I've seen a war take our young,

I told you this would happen. I told you these days were cursed!

- We can't let that happen. - It has to.

Look at you all.

Standing over my older brother's dead body.

I suppose I could loop this into the TARDIS' telepathic circuits.

And now it's happening.

Is that what you used to shoot the holy man?

of our own lives.

Granddad taking you dancing every Wednesday night.

Big moment. You won't forget this in a hurry.

This fella needs to be laid to rest.

- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING) - (DEVICE WHIRRING)

I'm supposed to be married tomorrow.

I much prefer it when you're not making the threatening sound.

I don't understand.

Er, Doc, I reckon an hour's nearly up, mate.

(ALARM BLARING)

I shouldn't have come.

This is our home.

All the way from England.

No. Still not with you.

How many hours?

- Defo? Totally sure? - YASMIN: Yes.

I was away from him for too long. Fighting in the war.

I'm not getting any life signals.

And who are they?

Are you serious, after what's just happened?

They're nearly here. You need to move out.

Our past is no more.

- Your brother's rifle? - (RIFLE CLICKS)

The stuff that they used to kill him.

Sorry, mate, er, we're just getting our bearings.

If anything happens to us,

Have you got a time or place?