Eleventh Doctor: [to himself] I could be a curator. I'd be great at curating, I'd be "The Great Curator" ha-ha. I could retire and do that. I could retire and be the curator of this place. The Curator: [behind him] You know I really think you might. [the Doctor turns and studies the Curator curiously] Eleventh Doctor: I never forget a face. The Curator: I know you don't. And in years to come you might find yourself revisiting a few... but just the old favorites, eh? [the Eleventh Doctor winks at him] The Curator: You were curious about this painting, I think. I acquired it in remarkable circumstances. What do you make of the title? Eleventh Doctor: Well, which title? There's two: "No More" or "Gallifrey Falls". The Curator: No. You see, that's where everybody's wrong. It's all ONE title: "Gallifrey Falls No More". Now... what would you think that means, eh? Eleventh Doctor: ...That Gallifrey didn't fall. It worked! It's still out there! The Curator: I'm only a humble curator. I'm sure I wouldn't know. [moves off] Eleventh Doctor: Then where is it? The Curator: [comes back] Where is it indeed? Eleventh Doctor: Yes! The Curator: Lost! Shhh!... Perhaps. Things do get lost, you know. And now you must excuse me. Ohhh... you have a lot to do. Eleventh Doctor: Do I? Is that what I'm supposed to do now, go looking for Gallifrey? The Curator: Well, that's entirely up to you. Your choice, eh? I can only tell you what I would do. If I were you... [laughs] The Curator: "If I were you..." Perhaps I was you, of course. Or, perhaps you are ME. [both laugh, and the Curator shakes the Doctor's hand] The Curator: Congratulations. Eleventh Doctor: Thank you very much. The Curator: Or, perhaps, it doesn't matter, either way. Who knows? WHO knows?