Wilf and The Doctor in “The End of Time”

They gone, then? Yeah, good-o. If you could, uh, let me out?

[quiet, choked] Yeah.

Only, this thing seems to be making a bit of a noise.

The Master... left the Nuclear Bolt running. It's gone into overload.

And that's bad, is it?

No... because all the excess radiation gets vented inside there. Vinvocci glass contains it. All five hundred thousand rads, about to flood that thing.

Oh. Well, you'd better let me out, then.

Except it's gone critical. Touch one control, and it floods. [holding up the sonic screwdriver] Even this would set it off.

I'm sorry.

[quietly] Sure.

Look, just leave me.

[angrily walking around the room] Okay, right, then, I will. 'Cos you just had to go in there, didn't you?! You had to go and get stuck, oh yes! Because that's who you are, Wilfred. You were always this. Waiting for me, all this time.

Oh, really, just leave me. I'm an old man, Doctor, I've had my time.

[still angry] Well, exactly, look at you! Not remotely important! But me... I could do so much more! SO MUCH MORE! But this is what I get, my reward. AND IT'S NOT FAIR! [pushes papers off a table in an outburst, but then looks back at Wilfred, remorseful and resigned] Oh... lived too long... [walks towards the booth]

[realizing what he means to do] No. No, no, please, please don't. No, don't, don't! Please don't! Please!

Wilfred... it's my honour. [enters the booth] Better be quick: three, two, one...