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00:50:38
Peter Capaldi, Pearl Mackie, Jenna Coleman
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But then, the soothsayers, the augurs, the haruspices, all of them,
Only the menfolk have the capacity for true perception.
Ooh! Maybe a dormouse?
They're footstep.
A female soothsayer is inclined to invent all sorts of vagaries.
Like veni, vidi, vici. My dad said that when he came back from football.
chief augur of the city government.
- What was it? -A carapace of stone.
- The goddess Venus. - That's sacrilege!
Consuming the vapours, you say?
If I said, "Veni, didi, vici," to that lot, what would it sound like?
Those two, they use words like trickster. They're mocking us.
- I like the toga. -Thank you.
I found this big sort of amphitheatre thing.
But what is the dark other than an omen of the sun?
The explosion was so powerful, it cracked open a rift in time.
If the disciple of the blue box defy this prophecy,
at the time of storms and fire and betrayal.
Revered Mother, you should sleep.
But we have venerate her words for generations.
It has come, as foretold in the prophecy.
Maybe it erupt and they launch themselves back into space or something.
Oh, lord of the mountain, I beseech you.
- We bathe it in olive oil every night. -What is it?
A female soothsayer is incline to invent all sorts of vagaries.
Oh, not this time, Lucius. I reckon you've been out-soothsayed.
- Have they invent bells yet? -What do you want a bell for?
We are building the future as dictate by the gods.
We haven't even greet the household gods yet.
Vesuvius explode with the force of 24 nuclear bombs.
Uses the power to create a fusion matrix which weld Pyrovile to human.
You insult the gods!
The gods whisper to me.
I beg audience with the High Priestess of the Sibylline.
Everything I'm about to say to you is true, I swear.
I warn you. I'm armed. Donna, get that grille open.
Damn. Very clever, sir. Evidently a man of learning.
Welcome aboard.
There's nowhere to run, Doctor and daughter of London!
We have slept beneath for thousands of years.
Well, not to them, obviously.
Pompeii will last forever.
Right, absolutely. That's good, is it?
Well, a little bit. But I never got the chance to look around properly.
Certainly not us.
And here it is, exactly as you've specified.
Just leave her alone.
Sometimes, in the smoke,
they saw the truth again and again. It's quite amazing.
Then he is a stranger to Pompeii. Soon he will learn.
But there is heat enough in this world for a new species to rise!
I'll see you later.
Nice to see you laugh, though.
- No, no, not at all. - You both come from so far away.
If we'd moved to Rome, like I said, she could have been a vestal virgin.
The work is unbroken.
use their latent psychic talent, I get that, yeah.
She would be ashamed of you. All her wisdom and insight turned sour.
The prophesies of women are limited and dull.
Quintus, don't be so rude! You apologise to the household gods!
Could we be any more trapped?
She would be ashamed of you. All her wisdom and insight turned sour.
An awful lot of damage. But we rebuilt.
Blessed are we to see the gods!
They say she has remarkable visions.
I told you to get rid of it!
Oh, you're Celtic. There's lovely!
Isn't that brilliant? I love not knowing, keeps me on my toes.
I don't know what sort of kids you been ?ying around with in outer space,
This is just weird! I mean, everyone here's dead.
The mountain god marks your words. I'd be careful if I were you.
- Don't our clothes look a bit odd? -Nah! Ancient Rome, anything goes.