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[He can't take his eye off his inmate for too long because that is a very seriously volatile conversation. But he needs to quickly say something.]

This is the Doctor. And if you're out there, and you've travelled with me...

Take care of yourself. Make a better future. I'm going to be somewhere in it, sometime.

[Whether he gets responses or not, this is at least said.]

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Well that'll be-

[The best thing that has ever happened to any young person who grew up with the beeb]

-great.

If you don't mind, you know, if you've got a minute, what's Arkady been up to? Haven't been able to raise her quite yet. [She'll find her soon.]

My replacement's that bad, huh.

[Said with a joking, slightly sarcastic tone.]

Oh yes. I even speak with the words an I'm very much confused. [He's wondering what sort of person he's going to turn into.]

May I call you the TARDIS for now? Or do you have other names?

Oh! No. Mel was wonderful, absolutely smashing.

But she wasn't you. You're fantastic as you are. [Yes, he's going to be schmooey at his former companions today, dammit.]

She has an inmate, she runs the bar, and has a chicken that seems to be jealous of me.

[That chicken don't like the Doctor taking it's seat!]

This body is... was... called Idris.

Geez Doc, you're making me blush. And...thanks.

It's hard sometimes, y'know? You're grumpy a lot of the times and I can barely tell what you're thinking. [Plus, there's the whole 'trying to choke her' thing] I'm glad to hear that you think this way about me.

[Hey Doctor, how about dealing with an evil you from an alternate universe? That's perfect for the nerves!]

Ah, but what if you were already in our pasts?

[Because he doesn't remember this person, this has got to be a future version of him.]

[They're so calming, those evil alternates!]

Depends on whether or not you want to be seeing the future. Where did you get off to? [He thinks he's him him and perhaps Barge-dropped him.]

Idris? That's a nice name. But... why were you made into Idris?

I think between you and Mel you slightly worked the grumpy out of me. But yes, I was, wasn't I?

I was pulled out of myself. Haven't I told you this yet?

[Oh heavens, this sounds bewildering and traumatic.] No but do go on!

I was - will? am? put inside this..... this flesh. With legs. And lips!

And teeth! Have you ever bit someone before? It's like kissing. But you can win.

Oh, goodness gracious me! Me!

[And he looks at the Doctor curiously.]

New wardrobe? I can't say I like it. [Says the man who looks like he picked up his clothes from an Edwardian rubbish bin.]

[Such a prude this regeneration.]

Ah.... I uh... Not in this lifespan, either fortunately or unfortunately. Why, praytell, have you been needing to bite people?

[And who would traumatize his cosmic old girl by putting her in a human body. Would he do that?]

They said I bite; so I did. [First thing you never want your sentient ship to learn? Biting the Doctor is fun!]

Oh heavens you're going to bite me, aren't you? [His poor ship and her new mouth.]

Who are "they"?

House's servants.

House?

It's an Urchin. [Big rock on the outside, gooey center on the inside.]

Yes but look at your hair! What was going through my mind when that happened- Wait!

[It's me again! Hi me! Have a bright face.]

I will be perfectly honest and say that I wish you were temporally congruent with me so we could share a psychic link. [And he could understand how these things come to pass.]

[Romana's next to a stack of intimidating paperwork. Ah, the vagaries of eliminating slavery.] Well, yes, of course you are. [She's already met his eighth.] Are you all right, Doctor?

Spoilers, Doctor!

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