I just activated the TARDIS self-destruct system. [59:56:90 counts down with beeps] One hour until this ship blows. [Bram rushes for the doors, but the Doctor locks them with the flick of a switch] Don't try to leave! The TARDIS is in lockdown. I'll open those doors when Clara's by my side.
It isn't just the past leaking out through the time rift, it's the future. Listen, I brought you here to keep you safe, but it happened again. You died again.
Victorian London. There was a governess who was really a barmaid, and we fought the Great Intelligence together. She died, and it was my fault, and she was you!
Rewrite today, I hope. I've thrown this through the time rift before. I need to make sure this time. Gonna take it in there myself. There might be a certain amount of yelling.