That's Why it's Been Left up to Me and Me and Me.

Well, I'll Do My Best, 

but I can't make any promises. 

In that case, you'd better consult those 

All-Powerful superiors 

of yours for their advice.

Oh, I don't think that'd 

do any good --

At The Moment They're far 

from being All-Powerful. 

That's why it's been left up 

to Me and Me and Me.

Doctor Who - The Day of the Doctor - 

This time there's three of us

The Moment : 

You wanted a big red button.

(A red, rose-like button stands on 

a stalk above the Moment box.)

The Moment : 

One big bang, No More Time Lords. 

No More Daleks. Are you sure?

The Warrior : 

I was sure when I came in here. 

There is No Other Way.

The Moment : 

You've seen the men you will become.

The Warrior : 

Those men. Extraordinary.

The Moment : 

They were you.

The Warrior : 

No. They are 

The Doctor.

The Moment : 

You're The Doctor, too.

The Warrior : 

No. Great Men are forged in Fire. 

It is the privilege of lesser Men 

to Light The Flame, 

whatever The Cost.

(His hand hesitates over The Button as he

 recalls the sound of children's laughter.)

The Moment : 

You know the sound The TARDIS makes..?

 That wheezing, groaning. 

That sound brings Hope 

wherever it goes.

The Warrior : 

Yes. Yes, I like to think it does.

The Moment : 

To anyone who hears it, Doctor. 

Anyone, however lost.

VWORPP! VWORPP! 

(and, in Stereo, as well..!)

VWORPP! VWORPP! 

The Moment : 

Even you.

(Two TARDISes park themselves in The Barn. 

Enter The Doctors and Clara.)

CLARA: 

I told you -- He hasn't done it yet.

The Warrior : 

Go away now, all of you. 

This is for Me.

Perfect-10 : 

These events should be Time-locked. 

We shouldn't even be here.

The Chin : 

So something let us through.

The Moment : 

You clever boys.

The Warrior : 

Go back. Go back to Your Lives. 

Go and Be The Doctor 

that I could never be. 

Make it worthwhile.

Perfect-10 : 

All those years, burying you 

in My Memory.

The Chin : 

Pretending you didn't exist. 

Keeping you A Secret, even from myself.

Perfect-10 : 

Pretending you weren't The Doctor, 

when you were The Doctor 

more than anybody else.

The Chin : 

You were The Doctor on The Day 

it wasn't possible to get it right.

Perfect-10 : 

But this time...

The Chin : 

....You don't have to do it alone.

(They put their hands 

on The Button together.)

The Warrior : 

Thank you.

Perfect-10 : 

What We Do today is not 

out of fear or hatred. 

It is done because 

there is No Other Way.

The Chin : 

And it is done In The Name 

of the many lives we are 

failing to Save.

(He glances over at Clara, 

who shakes her head,

in the corner of his eye.)

The Chin : 

....what? 

What is it? What....?

CLARA: 

Nothing.

The Chin : 

No, it's something. Tell me.

CLARA: 

You told me you wiped out 

Your Own People. I just.... 

I never pictured you 

doing it, that's all.

The Moment :

 Take a closer look.

(It suddenly goes dark.)

CLARA: 

What's happening?

The Warrior : 

Nothing. It's a projection.

The Moment : 

It's The Reality around you.

(They are seeing Gallifrey at War.)

CLARA: 

...These are the people you're going to burn?

Perfect-10 : 

There isn't anything we can do.

The Chin : 

He's right. There isn't another way. 

There never was. Either I 

Destroy My Own People or 

let The Universe burn.

CLARA: 

Look at You. The Three of You. 

The Warrior, The Hero, and You.

The Chin : 

And What am I?

CLARA: 

Have you really forgotten?

The Chin : 

Yes. Maybe, yes.

CLARA: 

We've got enough Warriors. 

Any old idiot can Be a Hero.

The Chin :
Then What Do I Do?

CLARA: 

What you've always done. Be a Doctor. 

You told me The Name You Chose was 

A Promise -- What was The Promise?

(The Fighting seems to have stopped on Gallifrey.)

Perfect-10 : 

Never Cruel or Cowardly.

The Warrior : 

Never give up, never give in.

(The images vanish.)

Perfect-10 : 

You're not actually suggesting that we 

change Our Own Personal History?

The Chin : 

We change History all the time. 

I'm suggesting far worse.

The Warrior : 

What, exactly?

The Chin : 

Gentlemen, I have had 

four hundred years to think about 

this -- I've changed My Mind.

(He sonics The Big Red Button 

back into The Moment Box.)

The Warrior : 

There's still a billion billion Daleks 

up there, attacking.

The Chin : 

Yeah, there is. There is.

Perfect-10 : 

But there's something those billion 

billion Daleks don't know.

The Chin : 

Because if they did, they'd probably 

send for reinforcements.

CLARA: 

What? What don't they know?

The Chin : 

This time, there's Three of Us.

The Warrior : 

Oh! Oh, yes, that is good. 

That is brilliant!

Perfect-10 : 

Oh, oh, oh, I'm getting that too! 

That is brilliant!

The Chin : 

Ha, ha, ha! I've been thinking 

about it for centuries.

The Warrior : 

She didn't just show me any old future, 

she showed me exactly 

The Future I needed to see.

The Moment : 

Now you're getting it.

The Chin : 

Eh? Who did?

The Warrior : 

Oh, Bad Wolf girl, 

I could kiss you.

The Moment : 

Yup, that's going to Happen.

Perfect-10 : 

Sorry, did you just say 'Bad Wolf'?

CLARA: 

So what are we doing? 

What's The Plan?

The Warrior : 

The Dalek fleets are surrounding Gallifrey, firing on it constantly.

Perfect-10 :

 The SkyTrench is holding, 

but What if the whole planet 

just disappeared?

CLARA: 

Tiny bit of an ask.

Perfect-10 : 

The Daleks would be 

firing on each other. 

They'd destroy themselves 

in their own crossfire.

The Warrior : 

Gallifrey would be gone, 

The Daleks would be destroyed, 

and it would look to 

The Rest of The Universe 

as if they'd annihilated each other.

CLARA: 

But where would Gallifrey be?

Perfect-10 : 

Frozen. Frozen in an instant of time, 

safe and hidden away.

The Chin : 

Exactly.

The Warrior : 

Like A Painting.

Jack Parsons/Captain Marvel/ Jor-El :

Could be A Warning -- 

To show Us What's 

Going to Happen.

A sort of... remote camera 

view of The Future....

So that We can 

CHANGE it.

Someone Has FINALLY

Shown-up to Tell Us :

I Think it's Time We Stood-up 

for What We ARE.

Nixon Was Right

"Over the past months I had talked about resignation with my family with a few close friends, and with Haig and Ziegler. But the idea was anathema to me.

I believed that my resignation under pressure would change our whole form of government.

The change might not be apparent for many years; but once the first President had resigned under fire and thereby established a precedent, the opponents of future Presidents would have a formidable new leverage.

It was not hard to visualize a situation in which Congress, confronted with a President it did not like could paralyze him by blocking him on legislation, foreign affairs and appointments.

Then, when the country was fed up with the resulting stalemate, Congress could claim that it would be better for the country if the President resigned.

And Nixon would be cited as the precedent.

By forcing Presidents out through resignation, Congress would no longer have to take the responsibility and bear the verdict of history for voting impeachment."

Richard Nixon, The Memoirs of Richard Nixon (1978)

"I remember the first time I really understood what it was to be an American...What it was to be a patriot."

"I was just a kid...A million years ago, it seems sometimes. Maybe twelve. I was reading Mark Twain.

And he wrote something that struck me right down to my core...something so powerful, so true, that it changed my life. I memorized it so I could repeat it to myself, over and over across the years. He wrote --'In a republic, who is the country?

Is it the government which is for the moment in the saddle? Why, the government is merely a temporary servant: it cannot be its prerogative to determine what is right and what is wrong, and decide who is a patriot and who isn't. It's function is to obey orders, not originate them.

Who, then is the country? Is it the newspaper? Is it the pulpit? Why, these are mere parts of the country, not the whole of it, they have not command,  they have only their little share in the command.

In a monarchy, the king and his family are the country: In a republic it is the common voice of the people each of you, for himself, by himself and on his own responsibility, must speak.

It is a solemn and weighty responsibility, and not lightly to be flung aside at the bullying of pulpit, press, government, or the empty catchphrases of politicians.

Each must for himself alone decide what is right and what is wrong, and which course is patriotic and which isn't. You cannot shirk this and be a man.

To decide it against your convictions is to be an unqualified and inexcusable traitor, both to yourself and to your country, let men label you as they may.

If you alone of all the nation shall decide one way, and that way be the right way according to your convictions of the right, you have your duty by yourself and by your country. Hold up your head. You have nothing to be ashamed of'."

Doesn't matter what the press says. Doesn't matter what the politicians or the mobs say. Doesn't matter if the whole country decides that something wrong is something right.

This nation was founded on one principle above all else: The requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences.

When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree besides the river of truth, and tell the whole world--

--No. You move."