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She died and it was my fault, and she was you.
He?
Look, just give me a second. I'll turn it off.
You know who I am. No, I don't.
Don't try to leave. The Tardis is in lockdown.
You rip the star from its orbit,
I feel exhausted. I feel...
It could replicate itself any number of times.
Or maybe panic.
She wrapped her hands around the force.
Get your gear.
Yes, we are.
Yeah, the old wiggly button trick.
It's important to me you get along.
Eventually, this whole place will erupt.
About two steps away.
I meant Clara.
It's rude to whisper.
I'm going to take it in there myself.
We can only survive for a minute or two in there.
It's like it's alive. She's...
What the hell is this place? Architectural reconfiguration system.
Yeah.
You call yourself Doctor. Why do you do that? You have a name.
Time Lord engineering.
Ever see a spaceship get ugly?
Ish. Apart from the monsters
don't ever forget this.
It's your own time you're wasting.
I can't.
She's... She's suffering.
If we're going to die here, you're going to tell me what they are.
everything you could possibly want.
We have to stay together. Come on, go!
Get back to the console, strip it apart.
No.
Do you have a plan? Well, no.
Well, it's like a light switch.
Power source.
it's the future.
You know it is.
Give me a number out of ten.
There's a rupture in time somewhere on board this ship,