DOCTOR:
Ha! Everyone gets stuck somewhere eventually, Clara.
Everything ends.
CLARA:
Except you.
DOCTOR:
Have you been paying attention?
I'm an old man now.
CLARA:
But you don't die. You change.
You pop right back up with a new face.
DOCTOR:
No, not for ever.
I can change twelve times. Thirteen versions of me.
Thirteen silly Doctors.
CLARA:
Okay, so you're number eleven, so
DOCTOR:
Ha. Are we forgetting Captain Grumpy, eh?
I didn't call myself the Doctor during the Time War, but it was still a regeneration.
CLARA:
Okay, so you're number twelve.
DOCTOR:
Well, Number Ten once regenerated and kept the same face.
I had vanity issues at the time.
Twelve regenerations, Clara.
I can't ever do it again.
This is where I end up.
This face, this version of me.
We saw this planet in the future, remember?
All those graves, one of them mine.
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