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neither would I.
Are you only getting that now?
So we must evolve to survive, but evolution is not fast enough.
Sorry, pressed for time.
And you never heard from them again.
Ah, sorry, mate. Guess what I'm about to do.
No, me? Never.
What about him?
On it.
I'm going to ask for a hat when it's my turn.
People, people, people, people, they're people.
and now you've gone all cross and you're pointing a gun at me.
But what about these life forms... what are they?
It's got your name on the label.
- Where is Bill Potts? - Doc... tor.
Me? Yes, you and Nardole. You can be her companions.
He's going to do an explanation. That always takes a while.
Kill. Me. Kill. Me.
No.
Every star in the universe, we were going to see them all.
You like?
No, I didn't.
Would you like some tea?
Hmm.
Why not?
Wait for me.
This close to a black hole,
So what?
Yeah, shut up.
Let's see now.
We are dying. All of us on this ship, dying.
Two days ago there was nothing. Those readings came out of nowhere.
What happened then?
Stop mucking about and concentrate.
No.
No.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Silence.
What kind of treatment is that?
Don't change the channel.
I am Bill Potts.
Where are they now? Are they ok?
Me. Me.
It's Operation Exodus, whatever that is.
Soon we will all be upgraded like them.
- Yes, thank you. - Nardole!