Doctor! I thought you were dead.
Not me [He holds up a piece of metal.] Piece of the synestic locking mechanism from Nerva's rocket — popped it in my pocket.
Fortuitous.
Foresight. You never know when these bits and pieces will come in handy. Never throw anything away, Harry. [He throws it away.] Now, where's my five hundred year diary. I remember jotting some notes on the Sontarans... It's a mistake to clutter one's pockets, Harry.
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