Shot out the grav-globe to give us an updraught, and here we are!

OCTAVIAN: The Angel, as far as we know, is still trapped in the ship -

There's a teleport! If I can get it to work, we can beam the others here.

- Who's the lucky fella? - You met him.

- I absolutely trust him. - He's not some kind of madman, then?

There is a rupture in time.

Sucker for a man in uniform.

And we'll all plunge to our deaths. See, I've thought about it.

They'll assume you can see them, and their instinct will kick in.

until she has accomplished her mission and earned her pardon.

A forest in a bottle on a spaceship in a maze.

We shall have dominion over all time and space.

Doctor, we lost the torch, we'll be in total darkness.

It's a proximity detector,

The statue are advancing on all sides.

It's like...I don't know... a curtain of energy, sort of shifting.

The prison ship's in orbit, they'll beam me up any second.

This vault is an ecopod running right through the heart of the ship.

Magnetised the door. Nothing could turn that wheel now.

- Ah, bruise everywhere. - Me too.

I teleport you. See?

I've isolate the lighting grid - they can't drain the power now.

- Have I impress you yet, Amy Pond? - Seven.

I beg to differ, sir.

OK, time can shift, time can change, time can be rewritten. Ah! Oh!

- Sick. - And you think it scare the Angels?

Doctor, we're too expose here, we have to move on.

The Angels are feast, sir.

OCTAVIAN: The hull is breach, and the power's failing.

until she has accomplish her mission and earned her pardon.

OCTAVIAN: The Angel, as far as we know, is still trap in the ship -

the Angels are laugh.

You two engage or something?

Please just shut up, I'm thinking. Now counting, what's that about?

Yes, you're right, if we lie to her, she'll get all better(!) Right, Amy.

The ship crash with the power still on, yeah?

Shot out the grav-globe to give us an updraught, and here we are!

No sneak previews.

On it! Stay where you are until I've checked the rad levels.

CLERIC: Sir, incoming! AMY: Doctor, lights!

The CyberKing! A giant Cyberman walks over all of Victorian London,

Here, spare communicator.

The artificial gravity. One good jump, and up we fell.

Makes you feel weird.

You cost me any more men, and I might just tell him. Understood?

Still weak, dangerous to move her.

I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous.

your one and only mission is to keep him alive long enough

I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous.

Med-scanner, now!

No, it's too tight. You have to leave me, sir. There's nothing you can do.

- (SCREECHING) - What is that? Dear God, what is it?

That's pure time energy, you can't feed on that, that's not power,

- In the dark, we're finished. Run! - This whole place is a death trap!