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If you tried to change that, you could fracture time itself.

So what was it, the thing you took?

The Time Lords have got a big computer made of ghosts,

Clara asked me to look after you.

I know her name was Clara.

Oh, that's easy. That's very, very easy.

The Daleks and the Time Lords made assumptions, of course.

'You were barely more than a child.'

What if the Hybrid wasn't one person, but two?

And it was beautiful.

The lover of chaos.

Keep the perimeter. It's OK to be afraid down there, soldier.

You... explain.

We'll stick to the perimeter, no more than three paces from the lift.

They wanted something from me. Information.

the creature known as the Hybrid.

rude to people.

- Tell me what you did. - What else?

There's one thing I know about her. Just one thing.

You and me... together.

Does it matter?

This is a serious mission. There is nothing to laugh about here.

I didn't ask. It would make them feel clever.

This has got to work.

You really are thick, aren't you?

Because we know summer can't last forever.

Ashyldr: Me! The Doctor: Me, go to hell!

Stupid Doctor... Amy and Rory.

If I'm right, there should be a service duct under here.

Except, maybe this one part.

At the end of everything, one must expect the company of immortals.

'Like he's telling her a story.

And look at him now.

I don't remember a single thing about it.

Why does everybody think I am so scared?

I can hear you. I can hear you fine. It's like...

Time will heal. It always does.

I was about to die. I should be dead.

They guard the Matrix.

Harder than diamond.

Ex... term... in... ate!

How can I be walking about?

Why would a computer need to protect itself from the people who made it?

What is he doing?

Forget about that. It doesn't matter.

What do you know already?

I've got all night.