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my love is day
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Do you have to pass a test to fly this thing?
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When are we?
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I want to see Shakespeare!
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83. Author! Author!
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New, beautiful, brilliant words.
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102. "Love's Labour's Lost,
that's a funny ending, isn't it?"
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Will the boys get the girls?
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104. Well, don't get your hose in a tangle.
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109. Tomorrow night.
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110. The premier of my brand-new play,
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113. Exactly. The lost play. Doesn't exist.
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but never ever turns up,
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Sell it when we get home, make a mint.
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- Yeah, yeah.
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to sink the Spanish.
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you've saved my life.
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hurry up with the tasks.
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best not overheard.
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130. Yeah, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am.
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131. You must be mad, Will.
Love's Labour's Won? We're not ready.
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132. It's supposed to be next week.
What made you say that?
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134. I've just got the final scene to go.
You'll get it by morning.
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135. Hello! Excuse me. Not interrupting, am I?
Mr. Shakespeare, isn't it?
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136. Oh, no, no, no.
Who let you in?
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137. No autographs. No, you can't
have yourself sketched with me,
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where I get my ideas from.
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139. Thanks for the interest.
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140. Hey, nonny, nonny!
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Off you go.
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143. Come on, lads.
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144. Sweet lady.
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157. Psychic? I've never heard that before,
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- Whoops.
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161. An Ethiop girl, a swarth,
a Queen of Afric?
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before it can be performed.
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you work to mine.
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174. - The script, now!
- I can't.
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175. Then tomorrow's performance
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176. It's all go around here, isn't it?
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177. I'm returning to my office
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179. Love's Labour's Won
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180. Ooh! Sorry, sir.
Begging your pardon, sir.
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181. Mind you don't hurt
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182. Hold hard, wanton woman!
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187. Love's Labour's Won
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188. Fear not.
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189. Chant with me.
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190. Water damps
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191. Drowns down girls
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- So am I. Near enough.
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200. Eternal sleep is thine.
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201. Can't get the heart going. Mr. Lynley!
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His lungs are full of water. He drowned.
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205. I don't know, like a blow to the heart.
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206. Good mistress, this poor fellow has died
from a sudden imbalance of the humors.
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207. A natural, if unfortunate, demise.
Call the constable, have him taken away.
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- I'll do it, ma'am.
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219. Upon this night,
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221. I got you a room, Sir Doctor.
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So many strange events.
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237. Good night, Doctor.
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240. Oh, it'll do. I've seen worse.
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- Ooh, um...
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That's a surprise.
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Oh, I cried!
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249. - Course it isn't!
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250. I've only just started believing in time travel.
Give me a break.
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252. It can't be.
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253. Budge up a bit, then.
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271. Will, I finished cleaning,
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I'm not the first, then.
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273. I'll take that to aid my flight
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280. A witch.
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287. But the thing is, Lynley drowned on dry land,
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- I have? When was that?
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292. - Peter Streete spoke of witches.
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306. - Words, letters, numbers, lines!
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307. Oh, yeah, but a theater's magic,
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You stand on this stage,
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316. Oh! Oh, Martha Jones, I like you.
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- You won't get an answer.
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320. He started raving about witches,
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learn it, speak it.
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329. Eyes and teeth.
You never know, the Queen might turn up.
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331. So, tell me of Freedonia,
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333. Ah, she's royal, that's God's business.
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338. Oh, 57 academics just punched the air.
Now, move!
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340. I don't think much of sequels,
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341. Have you seen this last bit?
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342. Must have been dozing off when he
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343. Well, that goes for most of his stuff.
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349. "... Dravidian shores,
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351. But too soon, too soon!
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359. Else we'll end up
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360. Please, please!
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362. I can whip these madmen.
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368. And you put your friend
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370. But you're clever!
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376. - I didn't know, I'm sorry.
- Made me question everything.
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379. - You should write that down.
- Hmm, maybe not. A bit pretentious?
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381. They can be dangerous, my lord.
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382. I think it helps if you don't whip them.
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388. I must see!
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389. That stranger...
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390. He was at the inn
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405. Tell me the story, Peter.
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406. Tell me about the witches.
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407. Who is this Doctor?
Why does he come now at our time of glory?
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408. Doomfinger, transport yourself.
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409. Doom the Doctor.
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410. Doom his hide.
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411. Witches spoke to Peter.
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412. In the night, they whispered,
they whispered...
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413. Got Peter to build the Globe
to their design, their design!
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414. The 14 walls.
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415. Always 14.
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416. When the work was done...
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417. They snapped poor Peter's wits.
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418. Well, where did Peter see the witches?
Where in the city?
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419. Peter, tell me!
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420. You've got to tell me.
Where were they?
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421. All Hallows Street.
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422. Too many words!
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423. - What the hell?
- Just one touch
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424. of the heart.
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425. No!
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426. A witch! I'm seeing a witch!
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427. Now, who would be next, hmm?
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428. Just one touch.
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429. Oh, I'll stop your frantic hearts.
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430. Poor, fragile mortals.
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431. Let us out! Let us out!
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432. That's not going to work.
The whole building's shouting that.
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433. And who would die first, hmm?
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434. Well, if you're looking
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435. - No, don't!
- Doctor, can you stop her?
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436. No mortal has power over me!
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437. No, but there's a power in words.
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438. If I can find the right one,
if I can just know you...
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439. None on Earth has knowledge of us.
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440. Well, it's a good thing I'm here.
Now, think, think, think.
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441. Humanoid, female, who uses
shapes and words to channel energy...
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442. Ah, 14!
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443. That's it, 14!
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444. The 14 stars of
the Rexel planetary configuration!
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445. Creature, I name you
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446. Carrionite!
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447. - What did you do?
- I named her.
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448. The power of a name.
That's old magic.
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449. But there's no such thing as magic.
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450. Well, it's just a different sort of science.
You lot, you chose mathematics.
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451. Given the right string of numbers,
the right equation, you can split the atom.
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452. The Carrionites
use words instead.
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453. Use them for what?
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454. The end of the world.
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455. He knows us!
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456. He spoke our name!
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457. Then he will know death.
He will perish at my hand.
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458. My mothers,
the time approaches.
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459. You must away to the Globe.
Go, I will join you.
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460. As soon as this
Doctor screams his last.
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461. The Carrionites disappeared
way back at the dawn of the universe.
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462. Nobody was sure
if they were real or legend.
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463. - Well, I'm going for real.
- But what do they want?
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464. A new empire on Earth.
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465. A world of bones and blood
and witchcraft.
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466. But how?
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467. I'm looking at
the man with the words.
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468. Me? But I've done nothing.
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469. Hold on, though.
What were you doing last night
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470. when that Carrionite was in the room?
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471. Finishing the play.
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472. What happens on the last page?
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473. The boys get the girls,
they have a bit of a dance.
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474. It's all as funny and
thought-provoking as usual.
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475. Except those last few lines.
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476. Funny thing is,
I don't actually remember writing them.
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477. That's it!
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478. They used you.
They gave you the final words.
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479. Like a spell, like a code.
Love's Labour's Won, it's a weapon!
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480. The right combination of words
spoken in the right place
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481. with the shape of the Globe
as an energy converter!
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482. The play is the thing!
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483. And yes, you can have that.
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484. We left the lovers of Navarre,
by cruel chance separated,
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485. none to claim his heart,
their labors lost.
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486. Now will they find
love's labor's won?
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487. All Hallows Street, there it is.
Martha, we'll track them down.
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488. Will, you get to the Globe.
Whatever you do, stop that play!
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489. I'll do it. All these years,
I've been the cleverest man around.
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490. Next to you, I know nothing.
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491. - Well, don't complain.
- I'm not! It's marvelous.
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492. - Good luck, Doctor.
- Good luck, Shakespeare.
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493. - Once more unto the breach!
- I like that!
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494. Wait a minute, that's one of mine.
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495. Oh, just shift!
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496. The eye should have contentment
where it rests...
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497. Patience, my sisters.
Patience.
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498. - ... mewling poor, drooped men...
- Stop the play!
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499. I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, but stop.
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500. This performance must end immediately.
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501. Oh, everyone's a critic.
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502. - The wordsmith!
- Fear not.
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503. I have the doll.
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504. I'm sorry.
You'll get a refund.
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505. But this play must
not be performed.
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506. - Is he drunk, or what?
- Get him out of the way!
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507. You must forgive
our irksome Will.
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508. He's been on the beer,
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509. and feeling ill.
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510. There is naught
can stop us now.
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511. All Hallows Street.
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512. Which house?
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513. Thing is, though,
am I missing something here?
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514. The world didn't end in 1599, it just didn't.
Look at me, I'm living proof.
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515. Oh, how to explain the mechanics
of the infinite temporal flux?
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516. I know, Back to the Future!
It's like Back to the Future.
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517. - The film?
- No, the novelisation. Yes, the film!
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518. Marty McFly goes back
and changes history.
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519. And he starts fading away...
Oh, my God, am I going to fade?
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520. You and the entire future
of the human race.
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521. It ends right now, in 1599,
if we don't stop it.
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522. But which house?
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523. Make that witch house.
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524. I take it we're expected?
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525. Oh, I think death has been waiting for you
a very long time.
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526. Right then, it's my turn.
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527. I know how to do this.
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528. I name thee
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529. Carrionite!
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530. What did I do wrong?
Was it the finger?
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531. Power of a name
works only once. Observe.
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532. I gaze upon this bag of bones,
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533. and now I name thee,
Martha Jones.
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534. What have you done?
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535. Only sleeping, alas.
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536. It's curious,
her name has less impact.
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537. She's somehow out of her time.
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538. And as for you, Sir Doctor.
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539. Fascinating.
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540. There is no name.
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541. Why would a man hide his title
in such despair?
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542. Oh, but look.
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543. There's still one word
with a power that aches.
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544. - The naming won't work on me.
- But your heart grows cold.
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545. The north wind blows
and carries down the distant...
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546. Rose.
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547. Oh, big mistake.
'Cause that name keeps me fighting.
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548. The Carrionites vanished.
Where did you go?
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549. The Eternals found the right word
to banish us into deep darkness.
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550. - Then how did you escape?
- New words.
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551. New and glittering.
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552. From a mind like no other.
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553. Shakespeare.
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554. His son perished.
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555. The grief of a genius.
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556. Grief without measure.
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557. Madness enough to allow us entrance.
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558. - How many of you?
- Just the three.
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559. But the play tonight
shall restore the rest.
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560. Then the human race
will be purged as pestilence.
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561. And from this world
we will lead the universe back
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562. into the old ways
of blood and magic.
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563. Mmm, busy schedule.
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564. But first,
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565. you've got to get past me.
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566. Oh, that should be a pleasure.
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567. Considering my enemy
has such a handsome shape.
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568. Now, that's one form of magic
that's definitely not gonna work on me.
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569. Oh, we'll see.
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570. - What was that for? What did you do?
- Souvenir.
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571. Well, give it back!
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572. Well, that's just cheating.
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573. Behold, Doctor.
Men to Carrionites are nothing but puppets.
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574. Now, you might call that magic,
I'd call that a DNA replication module.
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575. What use is your science now?
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576. Oh, my God, Doctor!
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577. Don't worry, I've got you.
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578. Hold on, mister. Two hearts?
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579. I'm making a habit of it.
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580. I've only got
one heart working!
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581. How do you people COPE?
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582. I've got to get the other one started.
Hit me! Hit me on the chest!
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583. Other side!
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584. Now, on the back, on the back!
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585. Left a bit!
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586. Lovely.
There we go. By-da-boom-ba!
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587. Well, what are you standing there for?
Come on, the Globe!
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588. - The Doctor?
- Dead.
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589. The ladies have prepared a show.
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590. Maria means to present Isis
to send him from the dewy orb of heaven.
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591. Ah! Here comes Costard.
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592. Masters.
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593. - We're going the wrong way!
- No, we're not!
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594. We're going the wrong way!
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595. Behold the swinish sight
of woman's love.
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596. Pish! It's out of season
to be heavy disposed.
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597. It is now, my mothers.
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598. The final words
to activate the tetradecagon.
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599. Betwixt Dravidian shores
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600. and linear 5-9-3-0-1-6-7 point 0-2,
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601. and strikes the fulsome grove
of Rexel 4.
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602. Co-radiating crystal, activate!
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603. The portal opens!
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604. It begins!
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605. I told thee so! I told thee!
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606. Stage door!
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607. Stop the play! I think that was it.
Yeah, I said stop the play!
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608. - I hit my head.
- Yeah, don't rub it, you'll go bald.
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609. I think that's my cue.
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610. Now begins
the millennium of blood!
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611. The Doctor! He lives.
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612. Then watch this world
become a blasted heath.
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613. They come, they come!
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614. - Come on, Will, history needs you.
- But what can I do?
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615. - Reverse it!
- How am I supposed to do that?
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616. The shape of the Globe gives words power,
but you're the wordsmith.
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617. The one true genius,
the only man clever enough to do it.
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618. But what words?
I have none ready.
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619. You're William Shakespeare!
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620. But these Carrionite phrases,
they need such precision.
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621. Trust yourself.
When you're locked away in your room,
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622. the words just come, don't they?
Like magic.
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623. Words of the right sound,
the right shape, the right rhythm,
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624. words that last forever!
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625. That's what you do, Will.
You choose perfect words.
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626. Do it! improvise!
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627. Close up this din
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628. decomposition of
your witches' plot!
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629. You thieve my brains,
consider me your toy,
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630. my doting Doctor
tells me I am not!
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631. No!
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632. Words of power!
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633. Foul Carrionite specters,
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634. cease your show,
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635. 7-6-1-3-9-O!
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636. 7-6-1-3-9-O!
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637. Banished like a tinker's cuss,
I say to thee...
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638. Uh...
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639. Expelliarmus!
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640. - Expelliarmus!
- Expelliarmus!
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641. Good old J K!
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642. The deep darkness!
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643. They are consumed!
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644. Love's Labour's Won,
there it goes.
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645. They think it was all special effects?
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646. Your effect is special, indeed.
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647. It's not your best line.
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648. And I say,
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649. a heart for a hart,
a dear for a deer.
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650. - I don't get it.
- Then give me a joke from Freedonia.
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651. Okay, Shakespeare walks into a pub,
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652. "Oi, mate, you're Bard."
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653. That's brilliant!
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654. Doesn't make sense, mind you,
but never mind that. Come here.
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655. I've only just met you.
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656. The Doctor may never kiss you.
Why not entertain a man who will?
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657. I don't know how to tell you this,
O Great Genius,
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658. but your breath doesn't half stink.
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659. Good prop store back there!
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660. I'm not sure about this, though.
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661. Reminds me of a Sycorax.
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662. Sycorax. Nice word.
I'll have that off you as well.
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663. - I should be on 10%. How's your head?
- Still aching.
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664. Here, I got you this.
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665. Neck brace.
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666. Wear that for a few days
until it's better.
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667. Although you might want to keep it,
it suits you.
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668. - What about the play?
- Gone. I looked all over.
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669. Every single copy of Love's Labour's Won
went up in the sky.
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670. - My lost masterpiece.
- You could write it up again.
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671. Yeah, better not, Will.
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672. There's still power in those words.
Maybe it should best stay forgotten.
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673. Oh, but I've got new ideas.
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674. Perhaps it's time
I wrote about fathers and sons,
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675. in memory of my boy,
my precious Hamnet.
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676. - Hamnet?
- That's him.
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677. - Ham-net?
- What's wrong with that?
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678. Anyway, time we were off.
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679. I've got a nice attic in the Tardis
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680. where this lot
can scream for all eternity.
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681. And I've got to take
Martha back to Freedonia.
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682. You mean travel on
through time and space?
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683. You what?
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684. You're from another world,
like the Carrionites.
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685. And Martha here's from the future.
It's not hard to work out.
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686. That's incredible.
You are incredible.
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687. We're alike in
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688. Martha, let me say goodbye to you
with a new verse.
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689. A sonnet for my dark lady.
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690. Shall I compare
thee to a summer's day?
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691. Thou art more lovely,
more temperate...
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692. - Will!
- Will!
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693. Will, you'll never believe it.
She's here!
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694. - She's turned up!
- We're the talk of the town.
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695. She heard about last night.
She wants us to perform it again.
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696. - Who?
- Her Majesty. She's here!
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697. Queen Elizabeth I!
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698. - Doctor!
- What?
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699. - My sworn enemy.
- What?
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700. Off With his head!
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701. - What?
- Well, never mind what, just run!
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702. - See you, Will. And thanks!
- Stop him!
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703. Stop that pernicious Doctor!
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704. Stop! In the name of the Queen!
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705. What have you done to upset her?
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706. How should I know? I haven't met her yet!
That's time travel for you.
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707. Still, I can't wait to find out.
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708. That's something to look forward to.
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709. Ooh!
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710. And we're slap-bang in the middle
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711. He has arrived.
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712. Help us!
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713. You've got to let her go!
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714. Martha!
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715. I need to talk to the police.
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716. - Do you want some happy?
- Buy some anger!
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717. How much do you want forgetting?
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718. Pretty well dressed for a hitchhiker.
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719. They say people go missing
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720. Some cars just vanish,
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721. Is there something
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722. What the hell are they?
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