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00:46:21
Peter Capaldi, Pearl Mackie, Jenna Coleman
2068
Now, come one. You deserve a proper drink. We're going down the pub.
All right, he's a nutter. Off his head.
you infiltrated this civilization by means of warped, shunt technology.
It's Debbie. She knows a man on The Mirror, 500 quid for an interview.
He did. That's exactly what an internet lunatic murderer would say.
It's a telephone box, from the 1950s. It's a disguise.
I'm all right. Honestly, I'm fine. Don't make a fuss!
plenty of toxin and dioxins in the air. Perfect.
There's no point in getting up, sweetheart. You've no job to go to.
Mum, you're such a liar! I said to nail that cat-flap down.
Round and massive, somewhere slap-bang in the middle of London.
November 22nd 1963, the assassination of President Kennedy.
- They've always got jobs. - Oh, great, the butcher's.
It's because I'm trying to save the life of every stupid ape
A huge, metal, circular structure like a dish, like a wheel, radial,
I'm... I'm in my dressing gown.
and someone's gotta look after this stupid lump, so...
I mean, shop window dummies, what's that about?
It disappears there and reappear here. You wouldn't understand.
Last night, in the shop, I was there, you blunder in,
you infiltrate this civilization by means of warped, shunt technology.
Oh, suddenly the entire world revolve around you.
So, may I suggest, with the greatest respect, that you shunt off?
'Cause I reckon it all started back at the shop, am I right?
and the very night the Krakatoa explode.
The Doctor is a legend woven throughout history.
The assemble hordes of Genghis Khan couldn't get through that door.
I'm not your enemy, I swear, I'm not.
Melted with the head. Are you going to witter on all night?
It disappear there and reappears here. You wouldn't understand.
Now, come one. You deserve a proper drink. We're going down the pub.
If you dig deep enough
And for some unknown reason, they cancelled the trip, and survive.
I fancy a pizza.
Its food stock was destroy in the war, its protein planets rotted.
as police investigate the fire.
The Consciousness must be somewhere underneath.
But if we're somewhere else, what about that headless thing that's on the loose?
Sorry, hello! You must be Rose. I'm Clive. Obviously.
I nearly had a heart attack.
He did. That's exactly what an internet lunatic murderer would say.
and you just can't quite believe it
almost ruined the whole thing.
I wasn't in the shop. I was outside. Didn't see anything.
You, inside, right now.
If you dig deep enough
- Bye. - See you later.
What was it though? What caused it?
Going further back,
All this plastic stuff, who else knows about it?
- They've always got jobs. - Oh, great, the butcher's.
You knew that and never said?
and you just went and forgot him, again!
You see, the arm was too simple, but the head's perfect.
Your job's kaput and I'm not bailing you out.
He did. That's exactly what an internet lunatic murderer would say.
you infiltrated this civilization by means of warped, shunt technology.
'Cause I know it sounds daft, but,
You were useless in there! You'd be dead if it wasn't for me.
I seek audience with the Nestene Consciousness under peaceful contract
It must be completely invisible.
And get rid of that.
Is that supposed to sound impressive?
Oh, that's brilliant, give it here.
every artificial thing waiting to be alive.
Mmm. Sad ending.
You've had genuine shock and trauma.
- Is that supposed to sound tough? - Sort of.
It's because I'm trying to save the life of every stupid ape
That's okay. Culture shock.
I know, it's on the telly! It's everywhere, she's lucky to be alive.
But they're capable of so much more.