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-Right. Okay, let's go. Follow that Tardis.Oh no, come on. There's rift energy everywhere. You can do it. Okay, diverting all power to thrust. Let's be having you. No, no, no, no.
-What's wrong?
-It can't hold the charge. It can't even start. There's no power. I've got nothing.
-Oh, my beautiful idiot. You have what you've always had. You've got me.
-Whoo hoo!
-We've locked on to them. They'll have to lower the shields when I'm close enough to phase inside.
-Can you get a message to Amy? The telepathic circuits are online.
-Which one's Amy? The pretty one?
-Rory, what's wrong?
-It's like I'm getting a message.
-Hello, Pretty.
-What the hell is that?
-Don't worry. Telepathic messaging. No, that's Rory.
-You have to go to the old control room. I'm putting the route in your head. When you get there use the purple slider on the nearest panel to lower the shields.
-The pretty one?
-You'll have about twelve seconds before the room goes into phase with the invading Matrix. I'll send you the pass key when you get there. Good luck.
-What was that?
-It was that woman. That mad woman and the Doctor.
-The Doctor?
-We have to keep going.
-How's he going to be able to take down the shields anyway? The House is in the control room.
-I directed him to one of the old control rooms.
-There aren't any old control rooms. They were all deleted or remodelled.
-I archive them, for neatness. I've got about thirty now.
-But I've only changed the desktop, what, a dozen times?
-So far, yes.
-You can't archive something that hasn't happened yet.
-You can't.
-What happened to the lights?
-The lights are fine. Oh, it's messing with our heads again. Okay, stay there a second.
-What is it? What?
-Just hang on.
-Don't leave me. I can hardly see, you idiot.
-Argh.
-Rory? Rory?
-It's okay, I'm fine. Come towards my voice.
-What happened? Where are you?
-I just banged my head. Just keep coming. Reach out your hand.
-This way. Come on, run!
-Keep going. You're doing it, you sexy thing.
-See, you do call me that. Is it my name?
-You bet it's your name.
-Whoo!
-I can see now, Rory. I can see.
-It was the Ood thing, the Nephew and it's still coming.
-I know. So where is this place?
-This is where she told me to go. She said she'd send me the pass key. Ow!
-Petrichor?
-What do I do? Do I say it? Crimson. Eleven. Delight. Petrichor. I said it.
-Petrichor. Petrichor.
-I said it.
-Petrichor. She told you what it meant. The smell of wet dust, remember? So, oh, it's the meaning, not the word.
-The meaning of what?
-The Tardis interface is telepathic. You don't say it, you think it.
-It's coming.
-Quiet. Crimson. Eleven. Delight. The smell of dust after rain. Crimson, eleven, delight, the smell of dust after rain. Crimson, eleven, delight, the smell of dust after rain.
-What is this place? Another control room?
-Right, shields. Got it.
-They did it. Shields down.
-How did you find this place? It's not on my internal schematics. I had hoped you two could join Nephew as my servants. But you two are nothing but trouble. Nephew, kill them.
-We're coming through. Get out of the way or you'll be atomised.
-Where are you coming through?
-I don't know.
-Oh, great. Thanks.
-It's not going to hold.
-Hold on.
-Doctor.
-Not good. Not good at all. How do you walk around in these things?
-We're not quite there yet. Just hold on. Amy, this is, well, she's my Tardis. Except she's a woman. She's a woman, and she's my Tardis.
-She's the Tardis?
-And she's a woman. She's a woman and she's the Tardis.
-Did you wish really hard?
-Shut up. Not like that.
-Hello. I'm Sexy.
-Still shut up.
-The environment has been breached. Nephew, kill them all.
-Where's Nephew?
-He was standing right where you materialised.
-Ah. Well, he must have been redistributed.
-Meaning what?
-You're breathing him.
-Oh, come on.
-Another Ood I failed to save.
-Doctor. I did not expect you.
-Well, that's me all over, isn't it? Lovely old unexpected me.
-The big question is, now you're here, how to dispose of you? I could play with gravity.
-Or I could evacuate the air from this room and watch you choke.
-You really don't want to do that.
-Why shouldn't I just kill you now?
-Because then I won't be able to help you. Listen to your engines. Just listen to them. You don't have the thrust and you know it. Right now I'm your only hope for getting out of your little bubble through the rift, and into my universe. And mine's the one with the food in.
-Water, water.
-You just have to promise not to kill us. That's all, just promise.
-You can't be serious.
-I'm very serious. I'm sure it's an entity of its word.
-Doctor, she's burning up. She's asking for water.
-Hey. Hang in there, old girl. Not long now. It'll be over soon.
-I always liked it when you call me old girl.
-You want me to give my word? Easy. I promise.
-Fine. Okay. I trust you. Just delete, oh er, thirty percent of the Tardis rooms, you'll free up thrust enough to make it through. Activate subroutine Sigma nine.
-Why would you tell me this?
-Because we want to get back to our universe as badly as you do. And I'm nice.
-Yes. I can delete rooms. And I can also rid myself of vermin if I delete this room first. Thank you, Doctor. Very helpful. Goodbye, Time Lord. Goodbye, little humans. Goodbye, Idris.
-Yes. I mean, you could do that, but it just won't work. Hardwired fail safe. Living things from rooms that are deleted are automatically deposited in the main control room. But thanks for the lift.
-We are in your universe now, Doctor. Why should it matter to me in which room you die? I can kill you just as easily here as anywhere. Fear me. I've killed hundreds of Time Lords.
-Fear me. I've killed all of them.
-I don't understand. There isn't a forest in here.
-Yeah, you're right. You've completely won. Oh, you can kill us in oodles of really inventive ways, but before you do kill us allow me and friends Amy and Rory to congratulate you on being an absolutely worthy opponent.
-Congratulations.
-Yep, you've defeated us. Me and my lovely friends here, and last but definitely not least, the Tardis Matrix herself, a living consciousness you ripped out of this very control room and locked up into a human body. And look at her.
-Doctor, she's stopped breathing.
-Enough. That is enough.
-No. It's never enough. You forced the Tardis into a body so she'd burn out safely a very long way away from this control room. A flesh body can't hold the Tardis Matrix and live. Look at her body, House.
-And you think I should mourn her?
-No. I think you should be very, very careful about what you let back into this control room. You took her from her home. But now she's back in the box again, and she's free.
-No. Doctor, stop this. Argh! Stop this now.
-Oh, look at my girl. Look at her go. Bigger on the inside. You see, House?
-Make her stop.
-That's your problem. Size of a planet, but inside you are just so small.
-Make it stop.
-Finish him off, girl.
-Ow. Don't do this! Argh!
-Doctor, are you there? It's so very dark in here.
-I'm here.
-I've been looking for a word. A big, complicated word, but so sad. I've found it now.
-What word?
-Alive. I'm alive.
-Alive isn't sad.
-It's sad when it's over. I'll always be here, but this is when we talked, and now even that has come to an end. There's something I didn't get to say to you.
-Goodbye?
-No. I just wanted to say hello. Hello, Doctor. It's so very, very nice to meet you.
-Please. I don't want you to. Please.
-Where?
-How's it going under there?
-Just putting a firewall around the Matrix. Almost done.
-Are you going to make her talk again?
-I can't.
-Why not?
-Spacey wacey, isn't it?
-Well, actually, it's because the Time Lords discovered that if you take an eleventh dimensional matrix and fold it into a mechanical then. Yes, it's spacey wacey.
-Sorry. At the end, she was talking. She kept repeating something. I don't know what it meant.
-What did she say?
-The only water in the forest is the river. She said we'd need to know that someday. It doesn't make sense, does it?
-Not yet. You okay?
-No. I watched her die. I shouldn't let it get to me, but it still does. I'm a nurse.
-Letting it get to you. You know what that's called? Being alive. Best thing there is. Being alive right now, that's all that counts. Nearly finished. Two more minutes, then we're off. The Eye of Orion's restful, if you like restful. I can never really get the hang of restful. What do you think, dear? Where shall we take the kids this time?
-Look at you pair. It's always you and her, isn't it, long after the rest of us have gone. A boy and his box, off to see the universe.
-Well, you say that as if it's a bad thing. But honestly, it's the best thing there is. The House deleted all the bedrooms. I should probably make you two a new bedroom. You'd like that, wouldn't you?
-Okay. Er, Doctor, this time could we lose the bunk beds?
-No. Bunk be

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