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3. - I'm The Doctor, by the way. What's your name?
- Rose.
- Nice to meet you.
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4. Run for your life.
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5. It'll follow us!
The hordes of Genghis Khan couldn't get through
that door. Believe me, they tried.
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6. Are you alien? Yes.
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7. You could come with me.
Is it always this dangerous? Yeah.
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8. Right, Rose Tyler, you tell me -
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9. where do you wanna go? Backwards
or forwards in time? Your choice.
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11. Forwards.
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12. How far? One hundred years.
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13. Step outside those doors - it's
the 22nd century. You're kidding.
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D'you wanna go further? Fine by me.
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16. Step outside - it's the year 12005.
The new Roman Empire.
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17. You think you're so impressive.
I am so impressive. You wish!
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18. Right, then. You asked for it.
I know exactly where to go.
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19. Hold on!
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20. PING!
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21. Where are we?
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22. FAINT CREAKS
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23. What's out there?
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24. You lot... you spend all your time
thinking about dying.
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25. Like you're gonna get killed
by eggs or beef
or global warming or asteroids.
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the impossible,
that maybe you survive.
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27. This is the year 5.5/Apple/26.
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28. Five billion years in your future.
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30. Hold on...
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31. This is the day the sun expands.
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32. Welcome to the end of the world.
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33. Shuttles five and six now docking.
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34. Guests are reminded
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35. that Platform One forbids the use of
weapons, teleportation and religion.
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36. Earth-death is scheduled for 15:39,
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does that mean people?
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39. Depends what you mean by people.
I mean people. What do you mean?
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to watch the planet burn. What for?
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the good" what I mean is the rich.
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43. But, hold on, they did this once on
Newsround Extra, the sun expanding,
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45. But the planet's now the property
of the National Trust.
They've been keeping it preserved.
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46. See down there? Gravity satellites
holding back the sun.
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47. The planet looks
the same as ever. I thought
the continents shifted and things.
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48. They did. The Trust moved 'em back.
That's a Classic Earth. Now the
money's run out, nature takes over.
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50. About half an hour.
Then the planet gets roasted.
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53. Jump in at the last
minute and save the Earth?
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54. I'm not saving it. Time's up.
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55. But what about the people? It's
empty. They've all gone. All left.
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56. Just me, then.
Who the hell are you?
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57. Oh, that's nice. Thanks(!)
But how did you get in?
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58. This is a maximum hospitality zone,
the guests have disembarked. They're
on their way! Any second now...
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59. No, that's me, I'm a guest. Look,
I've got an invitation. Look. Y'see?
It's fine. "The Doctor plus one".
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60. I'm the Doctor, this is Rose Tyler,
she's my plus one. That all right?
Well, obviously.
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61. Apologies, et cetera.
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62. If you're on board,
we'd better start.
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64. The paper's slightly psychic. It
shows whatever I want them to see.
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65. Saves a lot of time.
He's blue. Yeah... OK.
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66. We have in attendance the Doctor
and Rose Tyler. Thank you.
All staff to their positions!
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67. Hurry now! Thank you! Quick as
we can, come along, come along!
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68. And now, might I introduce
the next honoured guest?
Representing the Forest of Cheam
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70. namely Jabe, Lute and Coffa.
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71. There will be an exchange of gifts
representing peace. If you could keep
the room circulating, thank you...
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Jolco, we have the Moxx of Balhoon.
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73. And next,
from Financial Family Seven,
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the Adherents of the Repeated Meme.
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75. The inventors of hyposlip travel
systems, the brothers Hop Pyleen!
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76. ..Cal "Spark" Plug... Mrs and Mrs
Pacoon... The ambassadors from
the City-State of Binding Light...
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77. A gift of peace. I bring you
a cutting of my grandfather.
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78. Thank you, yes...
Gifts, um...
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79. Ahem! I give you in return...
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81. How... intimate.
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82. There's more where that came from.
I bet there is.
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83. .. Our friend from
the Silver Devastation, the sponsor
of the main event, please welcome...
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84. .. the Face of Boe.
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85. The Moxx of Balhoon.
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86. My felicitations
upon this historical happenstance.
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87. I bring the gift of bodily salivas.
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88. HAWKS AND SPITS
Thank you very much.
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89. Ah, the Adherents of the Repeated
Meme! I bring you air from my lungs.
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90. A gift of peace. In all good faith.
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our very special guest.
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92. Ladies and gentlemen
and trees and multiforms,
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In memory of this dying world,
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95. the Last Human.
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96. The Lady Cassandra O'Brien Dot Delta
Seventeen.
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97. Oh, now don't stare! I know,
I know - it's shocking, isn't it?
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98. I've had my chin completely taken
away, and look at the difference,
look how thin I am!
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99. Thin and dainty!
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100. I don't look a day over 2, 000.
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101. Truly, I am the Last Human.
My father was a Texan, my
mother was from the Arctic Desert.
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102. They were born on the Earth,
and they were the last to be buried
in its soil.
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103. I have come to honour them...
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104. HER VOICE BREAKS
.. and say goodbye.
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105. Oh, no tears, no tears...
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106. I'm sorry.
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107. But behold!
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108. I bring gifts!
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109. >From Earth itself,
the last remaining ostrich egg.
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110. Legend says
it had a wing-span of 50 feet
and blew fire from its nostrils.
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111. Or was that my THIRD husband?
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112. Oh, no, oh, don't laugh,
I'll get laughter-lines. No, stop!
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113. SHE GIGGLES
Mercy!
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114. And here! Another rarity.
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115. According to the archives,
this was called an iPod,
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116. it stores classical music from
humanity's greatest composers.
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117. Play on!
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118. INTRO TO "Tainted Love" by Soft Cell
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119. The refreshments will now be served.
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120. Earth-death in 30 minutes.
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121. ♪ Sometimes I feel I've got to
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122. POLITE CHAT
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123. Doctor.
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124. Thank you.
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125. A gift of peace.
In all good faith.
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126. Er, no, you're very kind,
but I'm just the steward.
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127. A gift of PEACE.
In all good FAITH.
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128. Oh... yes. Thank you.
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129. Of course.
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131. Please identify species.
IT WHISTLES
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132. Now stop it! Identify his race.
Where's he from?
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133. IT WHISTLES AND TRILLS
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134. It's impossible.
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137. Um...
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138. Y-You have permission.
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139. Thank you.
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140. And, no, you're not in the way.
Guests are allowed anywhere. Oh.
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142. What's your name?
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143. Raffalo.
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145. Yes, miss.
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to carry out some maintenance.
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147. There's a tiny little glitch
in the Face of Boe's suite.
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148. There must be something blocking
the system. He's getting no hot
water. So... you're a plumber?
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149. That's right miss.
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152. Where are you from? Crespallion.
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of the Jaggit Brocade affiliated
to the Scarlet Junction. Convex 56.
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If you don't mind my asking?
No, not at all...
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157. A long way away.
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158. I just sort of hitched a lift
with this man...
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159. I didn't even think about it.
Don't even know who he is.
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160. He's a complete stranger.
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161. Anyway, um, don't let me keep you.
Good luck with it!
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162. Thank you, miss. And, er...
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163. thank you for the permission. Not
many people are that considerate.
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the problem's coming from in here.
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168. IRREGULAR CLICKS
What's that?
Is there something in there?
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171. If you're an upgrade,
I just need to register you,
that's all. Oh, come back.
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172. Ah, there you are.
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173. Now, I just need to register
your ident.
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174. Aw, there's two of ya!
Got yourself a little mate?
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176. I think I'd better report this to
control. How many of you ARE there?
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177. What are you?
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178. Oh, no!
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179. NO! NO-O-O!
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180. MUTED BLEEPS
What's that?
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181. MORE BLEEPS
Well, how should I know?
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182. PING!
Would the owner of the blue box
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183. please report to
the steward's office immediately.
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184. Guests are reminded that
the use of teleportation
devices is strictly forbidden
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185. under peace treaty 5.4/cup/16.
Thank you.
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186. 'Earth-death in 25 minutes.
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187. 'Earthdeath in 25 minutes.'
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188. Oh, thanks.
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189. Hello!
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194. Oi now, careful with that,
park it properly. No scratches.
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196. Rose, are you in there?
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197. Aye-aye!
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201. The aliens are so alien.
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202. You look at 'em...
and they're alien.
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to the deep South(!)
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204. Where are you from?
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205. All over the place.
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you just hear English. It's a gift
of the Tardis. Telepathic field,
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207. gets inside your brain, translates.
It's inside MY brain?
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208. Well, in a good way.
Your machine gets inside my head?
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209. It gets inside and it changes
my mind, and you didn't even ask?
I didn't think about it like that.
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210. No, you were too busy thinking up
cheap shots about the deep South!
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211. Who are YOU, then, Doctor? What're
you called? What sort of alien
are you? I'm just the Doctor.
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212. >From what planet? It's not as if
you'd know it where it is(!) Where
are you from? What's it matter?
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213. Tell me who you are! THIS is who
I am, right here, right now,
all right? All that counts
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Yes, and I'm here too, cos you
brought me here. So just tell me!
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216. 'Earth-death in 20 minutes.'
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218. As my mate Shireen says, don't argue
with the designated driver.
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221. We're out of range. Just a bit.
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of jiggery-pokery... Is that a
technical term, jiggery-pokery(?)
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223. Yes, I came first in jiggery-pokery.
What about you?
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226. Hello? Mum? Oh, what is it?
What's wrong, what have I done now?
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227. Ooh, this red top's falling to bits!
You should get your money back.
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228. Go on, there must be something.
You never phone in the middle
of the day... What's so funny?
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229. Nothing. You all right, though?
Yeah, why wouldn't I be?
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230. What day is it? Wednesday all day.
You got a hangover?
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231. Ooh, I tell you what, put a quid
in that lottery syndicate. I'll pay
you back later. Yeah, um, I...
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232. I was just calling cos... I might
be late home. Is there something
wrong? No, I'm fine.
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234. Think THAT'S amazing,
you wanna see the bill.
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237. She's dead now.
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238. Five billion years later,
my mum's dead.
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239. Bundle of laughs, you are.
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240. BIG RUMBLE
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242. Well, what was it? I'm just
getting green lights at this end.
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243. Honoured guests may be reassured
that gravity pockets may cause
slight turbulence. Thanking you...
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245. I've hosted all sorts of events
on platforms 1, 3, 6 and 15 and
never felt the slightest tremor.
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to sue...!
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248. CLICKS AND SQUEAKS
What's that?
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249. Control, I don't want to worry you
but I'm picking up readings...
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250. I have no idea! They're small.
The scan says they're metal...
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251. I don't know what they look like!
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252. Although I imagine they might look
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256. No!
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257. 'Sunfilter descending.' No!
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260. Control! Respond!
'Sunfilter descending.'
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261. SUNFILTER UP!
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262. 'Sunfilter descending... '
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263. Indubitably, this is the Bad-Boo
scenario. I find the inherent laxity
of the unknown multiverse...
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gravity pockets, and they don't feel
like that... What d'you think, Jabe?
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265. Listen to the engines.
They've pitched up about 30 hertz.
Is that dodgy or what?
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266. It's the sound of metal - it doesn't
make any sense to me. Where's
the engine room? I don't know.
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267. But the maintenance duct
is just behind our guest suite.
I could show you. And... your wife.
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268. Oh, she's not my wife.
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269. Partner? No. Concubine?
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270. Nope.
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271. Prostitute? Whatever I am,
it must be invisible(!) D'you mind?
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272. Tell you what, you two go...
pollinate. I'll catch up with family.
Quick word with Michael Jackson.
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273. Don't start a fight.
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274. I'm all yours.
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275. And I want you home by midnight.
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276. 'Earth-death in 15 minutes.
Earth-death in 15 minutes.'
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277. Who's in charge of Platform One?
Has it got a captain or what?
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278. There's just the steward and staff.
All the rest is controlled by the
metalmind. You mean the computer?
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The Corporation.
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280. They move Platform One
from one artistic event to another.
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281. There's no-one from the corporation
on board? They're not needed.
This facility is purely automatic.
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285. You're telling me! I was on board
another ship they called unsinkable.
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286. I ended up clinging to an iceberg.
Wasn't half cold.
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287. So what you're saying is
if we get in trouble,
there's no-one to help us out.
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293. That's where I used to live,
when I was a little boy. Down there.
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294. Mummy and Daddy had a house built
into the side of the Los Angeles
Crevasse. Ah, I'd have such fun.
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The human race, where did it go?
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296. They say mankind has touched
every star in the sky.
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298. I am the Last Pure Human.
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302. Mongrels.
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303. Right(!) And you stayed behind.
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304. I kept myself pure.
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309. You could be flatter, Rose.
You've got a little bit
of a... chin poking out.
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Honestly, it doesn't hurt.
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312. It's better to die than to live
like you, a bitchy trampoline.
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313. Oh, well, what do YOU know?
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314. I was born on that planet.
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315. And so was my mum, and so was my dad,
and that makes me, officially,
the last human being in this room.
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316. Cos you're not human. You've had it
all nipped and tucked and flattened
till there's nothing left.
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317. Anything human got chucked
in the bin. You're just skin,
Cassandra, lipstick and skin.
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what's a tree like you
doing in a place like this?
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Oh, come on, everyone on
this Platform's worth zillions.
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to be seen at the right occasions.
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322. In case your share prices drop?
I know you lot, you've got massive
forests, roots everywhere.
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323. And there's always money in land.
All the same, we respect the Earth
as family.
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324. So many species evolved from
that planet. Mankind is only one.
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transplanted from the planet down
below, and I'm a direct descendant
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327. Excuse me.
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328. And what about your ancestry,
Doctor?
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a story or two.
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330. Perhaps a man only enjoys trouble
when there's nothing else left...?
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332. The metalmachine had trouble
identifying your species.
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333. It refused to admit your existence.
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334. And even when it named you,
I wouldn't believe it.
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335. But it was right.
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337. Forgive me for intruding, but
it's remarkable that you even exist.
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343. Fair do's though - that's a great
bit of air-conditioning. Sort of
nice and old-fashioned.
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345. Gotcha.
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346. What the hell's that?
Is it part of the "retro"?
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348. Hey, nice liana. Thank you.
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349. Not supposed to show them in public.
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350. Don't worry, I won't tell anybody.
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pets on board? What does it do?
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352. Sabotage...
'Earth-death in ten minutes... '
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353. And the temperature's
about to rocket. Come on.
'... Earth death in ten minutes.'
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354. The planet's end!
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355. Come gather, come gather!
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356. Bid farewell to the cradle
of civilisation.
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with a traditional ballad.
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358. "Toxic"
sung by Britney Spears
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359. SQUEAKS AND TRILLS
All right, hold on, get back.
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360. 'Sunfilter rising.
Sunfilter rising.'
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361. Is the Steward in there?
You can smell him.
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programmed to descend.
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363. 'Sunfilter descending.
Sunfilter descending... '
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364. 'Sunfilter descending... '
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365. Let me out! Let me out!
'... Sunfilter descending... '
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366. LOUD BANGING
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367. Let me out! Let me out!
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368. '... Sunfilter descending.
Sunfilter descending... '
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369. MORE BANGING
Anyone in there?
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it would be you(!) Open the door!
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Sunfilter descending... '
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373. 'Sunfilter rising. Sunfilter rising.
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374. 'Sunfilter rising.
Sunfilter rising... '
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375. '... Sunfilter rising.
Sunfilter rising... '
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376. 'Sunfilter descending... '
Just what we need -
the computer's getting clever.
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377. Stop mucking about! I'm not mucking
about! It's fighting back.
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378. '... Sunfilter descending... '
Open the door! I know!
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379. '... Sunfilter descending... '
The lock's melted!
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380. '... Sunfilter descending.
Sunfilter descending.
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381. 'Sunfilter rising.
Sunfilter rising... '
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382. The whole thing's
jammed. I can't open the door.
Stay there, don't move.
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383. Where am I gonna go - Ipswich(?)
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384. 'Earth-death in five minutes.'
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385. The metalmachine confirms.
The spider devices have infiltrated
the whole of Platform One.
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386. How's that possible? Our private
rooms are protected by a codewall.
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387. Summon the Steward! I'm afraid the
Steward is dead.
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388. Who killed him?
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389. This whole event was sponsored
by the Face of Boe. He invited us.
Talk to the Face, talk to the Face!
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390. Easy way of finding out. Someone
brought their little pet on board.
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391. Let's send him back to master.
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392. The Adherents of the Repeated Meme!
J'accuse!
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393. That's all very well,
and really kind of obvious but,
if you stop and think about it...
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394. A repeated meme is just an idea.
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395. And that's all they are, an idea.
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396. Remote-control 'droids. Nice little
cover for the real troublemaker.
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397. Go on, Jimbo. Go home.
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398. I bet you were the school swot
and never got kissed.
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399. At arms!
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400. What you gonna do, moisturise me?
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401. With acid.
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402. Oh, you're too late, anyway.
My spiders have control
of the mainframe.
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403. Oh, you all carried them as gifts,
tax-free, past every codewall.
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404. I'm not just a pretty face.
Sabotaging a ship while you're
inside it, how stupid's that?
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405. I'd hoped to manufacture
a hostage situation.
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406. With myself as one of the victims,
the compensation
would have been enormous.
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407. Five billion years,
and it still comes down to money.
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408. D'you think it's cheap,
looking like this?
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409. Flatness costs a fortune!
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410. I am the Last Human, Doctor.
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411. Me, not that freaky little kid
of yours.
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412. Arrest her! The infidel!
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413. Oh, shut it, pixie!
I've still got my final option.
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414. 'Earth-death in three minutes,
Earth-death in three minutes... '
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415. And here it comes. You're
just as useful dead, all of you.
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416. I have shares in
your rival companies. They'll triple
in price as soon as you're dead.
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417. My spiders are primed and ready
to destroy the safety systems.
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418. How did that old Earth song go?
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419. "Burn baby, burn."
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420. Then you'll burn with us!
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421. Oh, I'm so sorry!
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422. I know the use of teleportation is
strictly forbidden, but...
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423. I'm such a naughty thing.
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424. Spiders, activate!
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425. Spiders, activate!
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426. Force-fields gone,
with the planet about to explode...
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427. At least it'll be quick.
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428. Just like my fifth husband... Oops!
Oh, shame on me! Bye bye, darlings.
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429. 'Safety systems failing... '
Bye-bye, my darlings!
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430. '... Heat levels rising... '
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431. Reset the computer!
Only the Steward would know how.
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432. No, we can do it by hand.
There must be a "system restore"
switch. Jabe, come on.
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433. You lot, just chill.
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434. '... Heat levels rising... '
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435. 'Earthdeath in two minutes.
Earthdeath in two minutes.'
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436. 'Heat levels critical,
heat levels critical.'
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437. '... Heat levels rising.
Heat levels rising.'
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438. Oh, and guess where the switch is(!)
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439. '... Heat levels rising.
Heat levels rising.'
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440. External temperature
5, 000 degrees.
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441. You can't, the heat's gonna vent
through this place. I know. Jabe!
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442. You're made of wood. Then stop
wasting time - Time Lord.
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443. 'Heat levels rising...
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444. 'Heat levels rising.'
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445. '... Heat levels hazardous... '
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446. We're going to die!
'... Heat levels hazardous... '
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447. 'Shields malfunction...
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448. 'Shields malfunction.
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449. 'Shields malfunction.
Shields malfunction.
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450. 'Shields malfunction... '
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451. 'Heat levels critical...
Heat levels critical.'
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452. 'Heat levels rising.
Heat levels rising.'
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453. 'Planet explodes in...
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454. '... ten,
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455. nine...
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456. eight...
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457. ..seven...
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458. .. six...
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459. .. five...
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460. fou... four...
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461. Raise shields!
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462. ..one.
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463. 'Exoglass repair.
Exoglass repair... '
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464. 'Exoglass repair.
Exoglass repair... '
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465. HE MURMURS
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466. You all right? Yeah, I'm fine.
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467. I'm full of ideas.
I'm bristling with 'em!
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468. Idea number one.
Teleportation through 5, 000 degrees
needs some kind of feed.
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469. Idea number two.
This feed must be hidden nearby.
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470. Idea number three.
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471. If you're as clever as me, then a
teleportation-feed can be reversed.
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472. .. Oh, you should've seen
their little alien faces...
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473. Oh.
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474. The last human. So.
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475. You passed my little test. Bravo!
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476. This makes you eligible to join, um,
the... the Human Club.
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477. People have died, Cassandra.
You murdered them. It depends
on your definition of people.
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478. And that's enough of a technicality
to keep your lawyers dizzy
for centuries.
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479. Take me to court then, Doctor,
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480. and watch me smile and cry...
QUIET CREAKS
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481. .. and flutter. And creak?
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482. And what? Creak. You're creaking.
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483. What?
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484. Agh! I-I'm drying out!
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485. Oh, sweet heavens!
Moisturise me, moisturise me!
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486. Where are my surgeons,
my lovely boys? It's too hot!
YOU raised the temperature.
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487. Have pity!
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488. Moisturise me!
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489. Oh, Doctor!
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490. Oh, Doctor, I'll do anything...!
Help her. Everything has its time.
And everything dies.
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491. I'm... too... young...!
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492. 'Shuttles four and six departing.
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493. 'This unit now closing
down for maintenance.'
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494. The end of the Earth.
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495. It's gone.
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496. We were too busy saving ourselves.
No-one saw it go.
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497. All those years, all that history,
and no-one was even looking.
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498. It's just...
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499. Come with me.
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500. A TODDLER CRIES
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501. Big Issue!
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502. Big Issue...!
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503. You think it'll last forever,
people and cars and concrete.
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504. But it won't.
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505. One day, it's all gone.
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506. Even the sky.
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507. My planet's gone.
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508. It's dead.
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509. It burned, like the Earth.
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510. It's just rocks and dust.
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511. Before its time.
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512. What happened?
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513. There was a war, and we lost.
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514. A war with who?
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515. What about your people?
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516. I'm a Time Lord.
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517. I'm the last of the Time Lords.
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518. They're all gone.
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519. I'm the only survivor.
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520. I'm left travelling on my own
cos there's no-one else.
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521. There's me.
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522. You've seen how dangerous it is.
D'you wanna go home?
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523. I don't know.
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524. I want...
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525. Can you smell chips?
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526. Yeah.
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527. Yeah! I want chips.
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528. Me too. Right, then. Before
you get me back in that box, chips
it is. And you can pay. No money.
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529. What sort of date are you? Come on,
then, tightwad. Chips are on me.
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530. We've only got five billion years
till the shops close.
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531. Now - you've seen the future,
so let's have a look at the past.
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532. 1860, how does 1860 sound?
What happened in 1860?
I don't know. Let's find out.
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533. ..I can't believe she's gone.
Not gone, Mr Redpath, sir.
Merely sleeping.
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534. She's up and on her feet and out
there somewhere. Mr Sneed for shame,
how many more times? It's ungodly!
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535. '... Excuse me, sir.
Mr Dickens, this is your call.'
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536. .. Use the sight. Find the old lady
or you're dismissed.
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537. What phantasmagoria is this?
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538. That's more like it!
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