1. Such sweet music
shows your blood to be afire.
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2. Why wait we on stale
custom for consummation?
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3. Oh yes, tonight's the night!
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4. Would you enter, bold sir?
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5. Oh, I would!
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6. Lilith, this cannot be
the home of one so beautiful?
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7. Forgive me, this is foul.
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8. Sssh, sad words suit not
upon a lover's tongue.
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9. Oh, your kiss transformed me!
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10. A suitor should meet
his beloved's parents -
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11. Mother Doomfinger!
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12. And Mother Bloodtide!
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13. Soon, at the Hour of Woven Words,
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14. we shall rise again,
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15. and this fleeting Earth
will perish!
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16. But how do you travel
in time, what makes it go?
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17. Oh, take the fun and the mystery out
of everything. It just does!
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18. Hold on tight!
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19. Blimey! D'you have to pass a test to
fly this thing? Yes, and I failed.
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20. Now, make the most of it, I promised
you one trip and one trip only.
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21. Outside this door...
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22. brave new world.
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23. Where are we?
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24. Take a look...
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25. After you.
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26. Oh, you're kidding me.
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27. You're so kidding me.
Oh, my God. We did it!
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28. We travelled in time.
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29. Where are we?
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30. No, sorry, gotta get used to this,
whole new language. WHEN are we?
Mind out!
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31. I've seen worse, I've worked the
late night-shift in A&E.
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32. But, are we safe? I mean,
can we move around and stuff?
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33. Course we can, why'd you ask?
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34. In those films, you
step on a butterfly, you change
the future of the human race.
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35. Tell you what then, don't
step on any butterflies. What have
butterflies ever done to you?
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36. What if, I dunno,
what if I kill my grandfather?
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37. Are you planning to? No! Well then.
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38. This is London?
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39. Think so,
round about, em, ooh, 1599.
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40. Oh, but hold on, am I all right?
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41. I'm not going to get carted off as a
slave, am I? Why? I'm not exactly
white, in case you haven't noticed?
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42. I'm not even human, Walk about like
you own the place, works for me.
Besides, you'd be surprised...
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43. Elizabethan England, it's not
so different from your time.
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44. Look over there
They've got recycling.
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45. Water cooler moment. And the Earth
will be consumed by flame!
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46. Global warming
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47. Oh yes, and entertainment,
popular entertainment for
the masses. If I'm right,
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48. we're just down the river,
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49. Ah yes!
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52. Though strictly speaking, it's
not a globe, it's a tetradecagon, 14
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53. Whoa, you don't mean...?
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54. Is Shakespeare in there! Oh, yes.
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55. Miss Jones, will you accompany me
to the theatre? Mr Smith, I will!
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56. When you get home, you can tell
everyone you've seen Shakespeare!
And then I could get sectioned!
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57. That's amazing! Just amazing! It's
worth putting up with the smell!
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58. And those are men
dressed up as women, yeah?
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59. London never changes.
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60. Where's Shakespeare? I want
to see Shakespeare! Author, author!
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61. Do people shout that, do they
shout "author"? Author!
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62. Author!
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63. Author, author, author!
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64. SHOUTS OF "AUTHOR" CONTINUE
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65. Well, they do know.
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66. He's a bit different
to his portraits!
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67. Genius! He's a genius,
THE genius, the most human human
there's ever been.
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68. And now we're gonna hear him speak!
Always, he chooses the best words,
new, beautiful, brilliant words...
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69. Shut your big fat mouths!
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70. Oh, well! You should never meet
your heroes.
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71. You've got excellent taste,
I'll give you that! Oh, that's a wig!
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72. Wind the craft of ancient harm,
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73. the time approaches for our charm.
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74. But I know what you're all saying,
Love's Labours Lost, that's a funny
ending, isn't it? It just stops!
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75. Will the boys get the girls? Well,
don't get your hose in a tangle.
You'll find out soon! When?
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76. When? When?
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77. All in good time,
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78. When?
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79. Tomorrow night!
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80. The premiere of my brand new play!
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81. A sequel, no less!
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82. And I call it, Love's Labours Won!
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83. I'm not an expert but I've never
heard of Love's Labours Won.
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84. Exactly. The lost play.
It doesn't exist, only in rumours.
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85. It's mentioned in lists of his
plays, but it never, ever turns up.
And no-one knows why.
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86. Have you got a mini disc or something?
We could tape it, flog it, sell it
when we get back, we could make a mint.
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87. No! That would be bad?
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88. Yeah, yeah!
How come it disappered in the first place.
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89. Well... I was just gonna give you
a quick little trip in the Tardis,
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90. but I suppose
we could stay a bit longer.
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91. Here you go, Will! Drink up!
There's enough beer in this
lodging house to sink the Spanish!
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92. Dolly Bailey, you've saved my life!
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93. I'll do more than that,
later tonight!
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94. And you girl, hurry up with the
tasks, the talk of gentlemen
is best not overheard!
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95. Yes, ma'am. Sorry.
But you must be mad, Will!
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96. Love's Labours Won? We're not ready!
It's supposed to be next week!
What made you say that?
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97. It's not finished!
Just the final scene to go,
you'll get it by morning.
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98. Hello! Excuse me, not interrupting,
am I? Mr Shakespeare, isn't it?
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99. Oh no. No, no, no, who let you in?
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100. No autographs. You can't be sketched
with me. Don't ask where I get my
ideas. Thanks for the interest.
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101. Now be a good boy and shove...
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102. Hey nonny, nonny...
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103. Sit right down here next to
me. You two, get sewing on
them costumes, off you go.
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104. Come on, lads, I think our
William's found his new muse.
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105. Sweet lady.
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106. Such unusual clothes, so...
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107. fitted. Um... Verily, forsooth.
Egads.
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108. No, no, don't do that.
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109. Don't.
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110. I'm Sir Doctor of Tardis and this
is my companion, Miss Martha Jones.
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111. Interesting. That bit of paper,
it's blank. Oh, that's...
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112. very clever.
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113. That proves it. Absolute genius.
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114. No, it says right there, Sir
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115. And I say, it's blank. Psychic paper.
Um... long story, oh I hate
starting from scratch. "Psychic"?
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116. Never heard that before, and words
are my trade. Who are you?
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117. More to the point,
who's your delicious blackamoor lady?
What did you say?
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118. Whoops. Isn't that a word
we use nowadays?
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119. An Ethiop girl, a swarth,
a Queen of Afric?
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120. Can't believe I'm hearing this.
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121. It's political correctness gone mad.
Em, Martha's from a far-off land.
Freedonia.
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122. Excuse me! Hold hard a moment!
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123. This is abominable behaviour,
a new play, with no warning!
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124. I demand to see
a script, Mr Shakespeare.
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125. As Master of the Revels,
every new script must be registered
at my office and examined by me,
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126. before it can be performed! Tomorrow
first thing, I'll send it round.
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127. I don't work to your schedule,
you work to mine! The script, now!
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128. I can't! Then tomorrow's
performance is cancelled.
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129. It's all go around here!
I am returning to my Office
for a banning order!
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130. If it's the last thing I do - Love's
Labours Won will never be played!
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131. Sorry, sir, begging your pardon,
sir. Mind you don't hurt that
handsome head of yours, sir...
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132. Hold hard, wanton woman!
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133. I shall return later.
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134. Oh, my mothers!
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135. There's one seeks to stop
the performance tomorrow!
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136. But it must be tomorrow.
Love's Labours Won must be performed!
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137. Fear not!
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138. Chant with me.
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139. Water damps the fiercest flame,
drowns down girls and boys the same!
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140. Well then, mystery solved!
That's Love's Labours Won
over and done with.
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141. Thought it might be something more,
you know, more mysterious?
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142. GROANING AND WOMAN'S SCREAMS
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143. Help me!
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144. It's that Lynley bloke.
What's wrong with him?
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145. Leave it to me, I'm a doctor.
So am I, near enough.
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146. Now to halt the vital part,
stab the flesh...
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147. And stop the heart!
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148. Eternal sleep is thine.
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149. Get the heart going,
Mr Lynley, come on, can you hear me?
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150. You're gonna be all right.
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151. What the hell is that?
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152. I've never seen a death like it. His
lungs are full of water, he drowned.
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153. I dunno, like a... blow to the heart?
An invisible blow.
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154. Good mistress, this poor
fellow has died from a sudden
imbalance of the humours.
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155. A natural, if unfortunate demise.
Call a constable, have him taken
away. Yes, sir. I'll do it, ma'am.
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156. And why are you telling them that?
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157. They're still in the Dark Ages.
If I tell them the truth
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158. OK, what was it then?
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159. Witchcraft.
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160. The potion is prepared, now take it.
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161. Magic words for the
playwright's fevered mind.
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162. Shakespeare will release us!
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163. The mind of a genius
will unlock the Tide of Blood!
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164. Upon this night, the work is done,
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165. a muse to pen Love's Labours Won!
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166. I've got you a room, Sir Doctor,
you and Miss Jones are
just across the landing.
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167. Poor Lynley. So many strange events.
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168. Not least of all,
this land of Freedonia,
where a woman can be a doctor?
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169. Where a woman can do what she likes.
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170. And you, Sir Doctor. How can
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171. I do a lot of reading.
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172. A trite reply, yeah,
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173. And you, you look at him
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174. He's as much of a puzzle
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175. I think we should say goodnight.
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176. I must to work,
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177. But I'll get my answers
tomorrow, Doctor,
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178. and I'll discover more about you,
and why this constant performance
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179. All the world's a stage. Hmm.
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180. I might use that. Good night, Doctor.
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181. Nighty night, Shakespeare.
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182. It's not exactly five star, is it?
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183. Oh, it'll do, I've seen worse.
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184. I haven't even got a toothbrush.
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185. Oh, contains Venusian spearmint.
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186. So, who's going where? I mean,
there's only one bed. We'll manage!
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187. Come on...
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188. So, magic and stuff,
that's a surprise.
It's all a bit Harry Potter.
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189. Wait until you read book 7, pheww
I cried.
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190. But is it real? I mean, witches,
Black magic and all that, it's real?
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191. Of course it isn't(!)
How am I supposed to know?
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192. I've only just started
believing in time travel.
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193. It looks like witchcraft.
But it isn't, it can't be...
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194. You gonna stand there all night?
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195. Budge up a bit then.
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196. Sorry. Not much room. Us two here.
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197. Same bed. Tongues will wag.
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198. There's psychic energy, but a
human couldn't channel it,
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199. not without a generator
the size of Taunton,
and we'd have spotted that. No.
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200. There's something I'm missing,
Martha.
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201. Something really close...
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202. staring me right in the face,
and I can't see it.
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203. Rose would know.
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204. That friend of mine, Rose,
right now, she'd say
exactly the right thing.
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205. Still, can't be helped,
you're a novice. Never mind!
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206. I'll take you back home tomorrow.
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207. Great!
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208. Bind the mind and take the man,
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209. speed the words
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210. to writer's hand!
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211. Will!
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212. I've finished cleaning, just
in time for your special treat...
Oh aye, I'm not the first then!
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213. I'll take that, to aid my flight and
you shall speak no more, this night.
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214. What...?
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215. What was that?
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216. Her heart gave out.
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217. She died of fright. Doctor...
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218. What did you see?
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219. A witch.
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220. Oh, sweet Dolly Bailey.
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221. She sat out three bouts of the plague
in this place. We all ran like rats.
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222. But what could have scared her so?
She had such enormous spirit.
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223. Rage, rage against
the dying of the light.
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224. I might use that.
You can't, it's someone else's.
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225. But the thing is, Lynley drowned
on dry land, Dolly died of fright,
and they were both connected to you.
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226. You're accusing me?
No, but I saw a witch -
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227. big as you like,
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228. flying, cackling away -
and you've written about witches.
I have? When was that?
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229. Not... quite yet.
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230. Peter Streete spoke of witches.
Who's Peter Streete? Our builder.
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231. He sketched the plans to the Globe.
The architect.
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232. Hold on, the architect! The Globe!
Come on!
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233. The columns there, right,
and 14 sides...
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234. I've always wondered but I've never
asked, Will, why 14 sides?
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235. It was the shape Peter Streete
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236. He said it carried the sound well.
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237. 14? There's 14 lines in a sonnet.
So there is.
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238. Good point! Words, and
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239. 14 lines, 14 sides, 14 facets.
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240. Oh, my head! Tetradecagon! Think!
Words, letters, numbers, lines...
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241. But this is just a theatre. Yes,
but a theatre's magic, isn't it?
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242. You should know!
Stand on this stage.
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243. Say the right words, with the right
emphasis, at the right time.
Oh, you can make men weep.
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244. Or cry with joy. Change them...
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245. Yu can change people's minds,
just with words in this place!
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246. And if you exaggerate that... It's
like your police box. Small wooden
box, but with all that power inside.
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247. Oh! Oh, Martha Jones, I like you!
Tell you what though,
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248. Peter would know, can I talk to him?
You won't get an answer.
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249. A month after finishing this place,
lost his mind. Why, what happened?
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250. He started raving about
witches, hearing voices, babbling.
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251. His mind was addled. Where is he now?
Bedlam. What's Bedlam?
Bethlem Hospital, the madhouse.
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252. We've gotta go there, right now,
come on! I'm coming with you! I want
to witness this at first hand. Ralph,
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253. the last scene, as promised,
copy it, hand it round,
learn it, speak it.
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254. Back before curtain-up, and remember,
kid, project, eyes and teeth, you
never know the Queen might turn up!
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255. As if! She never does.
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256. So tell me of Freedonia - where women
can be doctors, writers, actors?
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257. This country's ruled by a woman.
She's Royal, that's God's business.
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258. Though you are a Royal beauty.
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259. Whoa, Nelly. I know for a fact
you've got a wife in the country.
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260. But Martha, this is town. Come on!
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261. We can all have a good flirt later!
Is that a promise, Doctor?
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262. Oh, 57 academics just
punched the air, now move!
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263. Love's Labours Won. I don't think
much of sequels, they're never
as good as the original.
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264. Have you seen this bit?
He must've been dozing off!
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265. I don't even know what it means.
That goes for most of his stuff.
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266. Ah, but at least it's my speech!
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267. I get centre stage!
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268. "The light of Shadmoch's hollow moon,
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269. "betwixt Dravidian shores..."
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270. What was that?
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271. ".. Dravidian shores and linear five,
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272. A spirit stirs the ether!
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273. Too soon! Too soon!
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274. Naught to fear, my mothers,
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275. it is merely a rehearsal
of what's to come.
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276. "And strikes the fulsome grove
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277. By all the saints!
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278. It's a spirit!
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279. It's a vile shade.
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280. I think we should never
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281. else we'll end up
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282. MOANS, WAILS AND CLATTER OF SHACKLES
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283. Does my Lord Doctor wish some
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284. I can whip these mad men,
they'll put on a good show for you.
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285. Bandog and Bedlam! No. I don't.
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286. Wait here, my lords while I...
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287. make him decent for the lady.
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288. So, you call this a hospital?
Where patients are whipped
to entertain the gentry.
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289. And you put your friend in here? Oh,
it's all so different in Freedonia.
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290. But you're clever! D'you honestly
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291. I've been mad, I've lost my mind.
The fear of this place set me
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292. Mad in what way? You lost your son.
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293. My only boy.
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294. The Black Death took him.
I wasn't even there.
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295. I didn't know, I'm sorry.
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296. It made me question everything. The
futility of this fleeting existence.
To be or not to be...
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297. Ooh...
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298. that's quite good.
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299. You should write that down.
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300. Maybe not, bit pretentious.
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301. This way, my lord.
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302. They can be dangerous. Don't know
their own strength. It helps if you
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303. Peter...
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305. He's the same as he was.
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306. You'll get nothing out of him.
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307. Peter?
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308. What is this? I must see.
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309. That stranger!
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310. He was at the inn with Shakespeare.
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311. I thought
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312. Now he visits the madhouse -
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313. Peter, I'm the Doctor.
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315. One year ago.
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316. Let your mind go back. Back, to when
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317. Everything that happened
in this year since,
happened to somebody else.
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318. It was just a story,
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319. A winters tale.
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320. Let go...
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321. That's it.
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322. Just let go...
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323. Tell me the story, Peter.
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324. Tell me about the witches.
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325. Who is this Doctor?
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326. Why does he come now,
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327. Doomfinger! Transport yourself!
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328. Doom the Doctor,
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329. doom his hide!
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330. Hide...
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331. The witches... spoke to Peter.
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332. In the night, they whispered.
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333. Whispered...
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334. Got Peter to build the Globe
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335. The 14 walls.
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336. Always 14.
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337. When the work was done...
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338. .. they snapped poor Peter's wits...
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339. But where did Peter see the witches?
Where in the city?
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340. Peter, tell me.
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341. You've got to tell me,
where were they?
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342. Allhallows Street...
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343. Too many words... What the hell?
Just one touch of the heart.
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344. NO!
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345. A witch, I'm seeing a witch!
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346. Who would be next, mmm?
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347. Just one touch...
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348. I'll stop your frantic hearts.
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349. Poor fragile mortals.
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350. Let us out! That's not gonna work,
the whole building's shouting that!
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351. Who would die first? Mmm?
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352. Well, if you're looking
for volunteers. No don't!
Doctor, can you stop her?
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353. No mortal has power over me. Oh,
but there's a power in words.
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354. If I can find the right one,
if I could just know you...
None on Earth has knowledge of us.
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355. Now, think. Humanoid, female, uses
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356. Ah! 14!
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357. That's it! 14! The 14 stars of
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358. Creature, I name you... Carrionite!
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359. What did you do?
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360. I named her. The power of a name.
That's old magic.
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361. But there's no such thing as magic!
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362. It's a different sort of science.
You chose mathematics.
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363. The right numbers, the right
equation, can split the atom.
Carrionites use words.
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364. Use them for what?
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365. The end of the world.
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366. He knows us!
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367. He spoke our name!
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368. Then he will know death!
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369. He will perish at my hand!
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370. My mothers, the time approaches,
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371. I will join you, as soon as
this Doctor screams his last!
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372. The Carrionites disappeared way
back at the dawn of the universe.
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373. No-one was sure whether they were real or legend.
I'm going for real.
But what do they want?
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374. A new empire on Earth.
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375. A world of bones and blood
and witchcraft. But how?
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376. I'm looking
at the man with the words.
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377. Me? But I've done nothing.
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378. Hold on, what were you doing
last night, when that Carrionite
was in the room?
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379. Finishing the play.
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380. What happens on the last page?
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381. The boys get the girls, they have
a bit of a dance, it's all as funny
and thought-provoking as usual.
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382. Except those last few line.
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383. Funny thing is, I don't actually
remember writing them.
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384. That's it!
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385. They used you!
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386. They gave you the final words,
like a spell, like a code!
Love's Labour's Won, it's a weapon!
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387. The right words, spoken in the right
place, with the shape of the Globe
as an energy-converter!
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388. The play's the thing!
And yes, you can have that!
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389. We left the lovers of Navarre
by cruel chance sep'rated,
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390. none to claim his heart, their
labours lost, now will they find
Love's Labours Won?
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391. Allhallows Street, there it is.
Martha, we'll track them down,
Will, get to the Globe.
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392. Whatever you do, stop that play!
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393. I'll do it! All these years I've
been the cleverest man around.
Next to you, I know nothing!
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394. Oh, don't complain(!) I'm not, it's
marvellous! Good luck, Doctor!
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395. Good luck, Shakespeare! Once more
unto the breach! I like that...
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396. Wait a minute,
that's one of mine.
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397. Oh, just shift!
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398. The eye should have contentment
where it rests.
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399. This spun-out year I watch on...
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400. Patience, my sisters, patience...
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401. And mewling poor, drooped men
in stench'd... Stop the play!
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402. I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen,
but stop! This performance must end,
immediately.
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403. Oh, everyone's a critic.
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404. The wordsmith! Fear not!
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405. I have the doll!
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406. I'm sorry, you'll get a refund,
but this play must not be performed.
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407. Is he drunk or what?
Get him out of the way!
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408. You must forgive, our irksome Will,
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409. he's been on the beer
and feeling ill.
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410. There is naught can stop us now!
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411. Allhallows Street.
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412. But which house?
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413. Thing is though,
am I missing something here?
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414. The world didn't end in
1599, it just didn't.
Look at me, I'm living proof.
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415. Oh how to explain the mechanics of
the infinate temporal flux.
I know
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416. Back to the Future! It's like Back
to the Future! The film?
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417. No, the novelisation, yes the film!
Marty McFly goes back
and changes history...
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418. And he starts fading away!
Oh, my God, am I gonna fade?
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419. You and the entire future of the
human race - it ends, right now,
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420. in 1599, if we don't stop it.
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421. But which house?
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422. Make that "witch" house.
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423. I take it we're expected?
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424. Oh, I think death has been
waiting for you a very long time.
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425. Right then! It's my turn.
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426. I know how to do this.
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427. I name thee, Carrionite!
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428. Argh! Huh...
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429. What was wrong? The finger?
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430. The power of a name works only once.
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431. Observe.
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432. I gaze upon this bag of bones,
and now I name thee Martha Jones!
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433. What have you done?
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434. Only sleeping, alas. It's curious,
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435. the name has less impact,
she's somehow out of her time.
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436. And as for you, Sir Doctor...
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437. Fascinating.
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438. There is no name.
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439. Why would a man hide his title
in such despair?
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440. Oh! But look!
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441. There's still one word
with a power that aches...
The naming won't work on me.
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442. But your heart grows cold,
the north wind blows
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443. and carries down, the distant...
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444. Rose.
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445. Oh, big mistake
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446. cos that name keeps me fighting.
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447. The Carrionites vanished,
where did you go?
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448. The Eternals found the right word
to banish us into Deep Darkness.
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449. Then how did you escape?
New words, new and glittering.
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450. From a mind like no other.
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451. Shakespeare?
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452. His son perished!
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453. The grief of a genius -
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454. grief without measure,
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455. madness enough to allow us entrance.
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456. How many of you? Just the three.
But the play tonight
shall restore the rest.
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457. Then the human race will be purged,
as pestilence.
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458. And from this world,
we will lead the universe back into
the old ways of blood and magic.
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459. Mmm, busy schedule. But first...
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460. you've got to get past me.
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461. Oh, that should be a pleasure...
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462. considering my enemy
has such a handsome shape.
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463. Now that's one form of magic that's
definitely not going to work on me.
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464. Oh, we'll see.
SNIP!
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465. What was that for, what did you do?
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466. A souvenir.
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467. Well, give it back!
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468. Well, that's just cheating.
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469. Behold, Doctor.
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470. Men, to Carrionites, are nothing
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471. but puppets.
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472. Now, you might call that magic, I'd
call that a DNA Replication Module.
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473. What use is your science now?
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474. Oh, my God, Doctor!
Don't worry, I've got you.
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475. Hold on, mister.
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476. Two hearts?
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477. You're making a habit of this.
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478. Ow!
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479. I've only got one heart working,
how do you people cope?
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480. I gotta get the other one started,
hit me! Hit me on the chest. Argh!
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481. Other side! Argh!
On the back, on the back.
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482. Left a bit. Argh!
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483. Lovely. There we go! Ba-da-boom!
Well what are you standing
there for? Come on, the Globe!
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484. The Doctor?
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485. Dead.
The ladies have prepared a show.
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486. Maria means to present
Isis descending
from the dewy orb of Heav'n.
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487. Ah, here comes Costard.
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488. Masters!
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489. We're going the wrong way!
No, we're not!
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490. We're going the wrong way!
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491. Behold the swinish sight
of woman's love!
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492. Pish, it's out of season
to be heavy disposed.
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493. It is now, my mothers!
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494. The final words,
to activate the tetradecagon!
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495. Betwixt Dravidian shores and linear
five, nine, three, o, one, six,
seven, point, o, two
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496. and strikes the fulsome grove
of Rexel Four.
Co-radiating crystal activate!
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497. The portal opens! It begins!
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498. I told thee so! I told thee!
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499. Stage door!
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500. Stop the play! I think that was
it. Yes, I said, "Stop the play!"
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501. I hit my head. Yeah, don't rub it,
you'll go bald.
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502. I think that's my cue.
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503. Now begins the Millennium of Blood!
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504. The Doctor, he lives!
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505. Then watch this world
become a blasted heath!
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506. They come! They come!
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507. Come on, Will! History needs you!
But what can I do? Reverse it!
How am I supposed to do that?
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508. The shape of the Globe gives words
power, you're the wordsmith -
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509. the one, true genius, the only
man clever enough to do it.
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510. What words? I have none.
You're William Shakespeare!
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511. But these Carrionite phrases, they
need such precision. Trust yourself.
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512. With you the words just come
like magic!
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513. The right sound, the right shape,
the right rhythm,
words that last forever.
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514. That's what you do, Will, you choose
perfect words, do it! Improvise!
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515. Close up this din
of hateful dire decay!
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516. Decomposition of your witches' plot.
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517. You thieve my brains,
consider me your toy
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518. my doting Doctor tells me I am not!
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519. No! Words of power!
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520. Foul Carrionite spectres
cease your show between the points...
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521. Seven, six, one, three, nine, o...
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522. Sev'n, six, one, three, nine, o..
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523. And banished like a tinker's cuss,
I say to thee...
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524. Expelliamus!
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525. Good old JK!
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526. The Deep Darkness...
They are consumed! No...!
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527. Love's Labours Won!
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528. There it goes!
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529. They think it was all
special effects.
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530. Your effect is special indeed.
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531. That's not your best line.
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532. And I say, a heart for a hart,
a dear for a deer.
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533. I don't get it.
Then give me a joke from Freedonia.
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534. OK. Shakespeare walks into a pub
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535. and the landlord says,
"Oi, mate, you're barred."
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536. Oh, that's brilliant!
Doesn't make sense, mind you,
but never mind that, come here.
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537. I've only just met you.
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538. The Doctor might never kiss you.
Why not entertain a man who will?
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539. I don't know how to tell you
this, oh, great genius, but
your breath doesn't half stink.
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540. Good props store, back there.
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541. Not sure about this, though,
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542. reminds me of a Sycorax.
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543. Sycorax? Nice word.
I'll have that off you as well.
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544. I should be on 10%. How's your head?
Still aching. 'Ere...
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545. I got you this...
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546. Neck brace.
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547. Wear that for a few
days, till it's better. Although,
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548. you might want to keep it,
suits you. What about the play?
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549. Gone. I looked all over,
every single copy of Love's
Labours Won, went up in the sky.
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550. My lost masterpiece.
You could write it up again.
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551. Yeah, better not, Will.
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552. There's still power in those words,
maybe it'd best stay forgotten.
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553. Oh, but I've got new ideas!
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554. Perhaps it's time I wrote
about fathers and sons.
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555. In memory of my boy.
My precious Hamnet.
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556. Hamnet? That's him. Ham... net?
What's wrong with that? Anyway,
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557. time we were off. I've got a nice
attic in the Tardis, where this lot
can scream for all eternity.
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558. I've gotta take Martha back
through time and space?
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559. You what? You're from another
world, like the Carrionites.
Martha's from the future.
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560. It's not that hard to work out.
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561. That's incredible.
You are incredible!
We're alike in many ways, Doctor.
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562. Martha, let me say goodbye
to you with a new verse.
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563. A sonnet for my Dark Lady.
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564. Shall I compare thee
to a summer's day?
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565. Thou art more lovely
and more temperate...
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566. Will! You'll never believe it!
She's here! She's turned up!
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567. We're the talk of the town.
She heard about last night,
she wants us to perform it again!
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568. Who? Her Majesty, she's here.
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569. Queen Elizabeth the First!
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570. Doctor!
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571. What? My sworn enemy!
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572. What? Off with his head! What?
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573. Never mind what, run! See you, Will!
And thanks! Stop that pernicious
Doctor!
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574. Stop in the name of the queen!
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575. What have you done to upset her? I
don't know. I haven't met her yet!
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576. That's time travel for you!
Still, can't wait to find out...
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577. that's something to look forward to!
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578. Oh...
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579. We're
in the middle of New New York...
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580. He has arrived.
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581. You've got to let her go!
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582. Doctor! No!
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583. I need to talk to the police.
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584. You want happy? Bucket of anger.
How much do you want forgetting?
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585. Well dressed for a hitch-hiker.
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586. They say people go missing
on the motorway.
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587. Some cars just vanish,
never to be seen again.
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588. Is there something living down there?
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589. What the hell are they?
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