1. Ancient Rome.
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2. Well, not to them, obviously.
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3. To all intents and purposes,
right now, this is Brand New Rome.
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4. Oh, my God, it's...
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5. It's so Roman!
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6. This is fantastic.
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7. I'm here,
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8. in Rome.
Donna Noble, in Rome.
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9. This is just weird.
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10. - I mean, everyone here's dead.
- Well,
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11. don't go telling THEM that.
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12. Hold on a minute,
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13. that sign over there's in English.
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14. Are you having me on? Are we in EPCOT?
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15. No, no, no. That's the TARDIS
translation circuits.
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16. It just makes it look like English.
Speech as well.
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17. - You're talking Latin right now.
- Seriously?
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18. - I just said "seriously" in Latin.
- Oh, yeah.
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19. What if I said something in actual Latin?
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20. Like, "Veni, vidi, vici"? My dad said
that when he came back from the football.
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21. If I said, "Veni, vidi, vici" to that
lot, what would it sound like?
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22. I'm not sure. You have to think up
difficult questions, don't you?
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23. I'm gonna try it.
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24. Afternoon, sweetheart.
What can I get you, my love?
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25. Erm... Veni, vidi, vici.
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26. Ah? Sorry?
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27. Me-no-speak-Celtic.
No-can-do, missy.
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28. Yeah.
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29. - How's he mean, Celtic?
- Welsh.
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30. You sound Welsh.
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31. There we are! Learnt something!
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32. Don't our clothes look a bit odd?
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33. Naaah. Ancient Rome, anything goes.
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34. It's like Soho, but bigger.
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35. - Have you been here before, then?
- Mm.
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36. Ages ago.
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37. Before you ask,
that fire had nothing to do with me.
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38. Well... a little bit. But I haven't got
the chance to look around properly!
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39. The Colosseum. The Pantheon.
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40. The Circus Maximus...
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41. You'd expect them to be looming by now.
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42. Where is everything?
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43. Try this way.
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44. I'm not an expert,
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45. but there's SEVEN hills of Rome,
aren't there?
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46. How come they've only got one?
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47. Here we go again!
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48. Wait a minute...
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49. One mountain...
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50. with smoke.
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51. - Which makes this...
- Pompeii.
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52. We're in Pompeii.
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53. And it's Volcano Day.
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54. Doctor Who
4x02 Fires of Pompeii
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55. I beg audience with the High
Priestess of the Sibylline.
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56. The High Priestess cannot be seen.
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57. - What would you tell her, sister?
- It has come.
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58. As foretold in the prophecy.
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59. The box.
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60. The blue box.
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61. You're kidding.
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62. - You're not telling me the TARDIS is gone.
- Okay.
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63. Where is it, then?
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64. You told me not to tell you.
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65. - Oi. Don't get clever in Latin.
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66. 'Scuse me, 'scuse me,
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67. There was a box. Big blue box,
big, blue wooden box,
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68. just over there.
Where's it gone?
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69. - Sold it, didn't I?
- But...
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70. - It wasn't yours to sell!
- It was on my patch, weren't it?
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71. I got 15 sesterce for it, lovely jubbly.
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72. - Who did you sell it to?
- Old Caecilius. Look,
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73. if you want to argue, why don't
you take it out with him?
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74. He's on Foss Street,
big villa, can't miss it.
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75. Thanks.
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76. What did he buy a big
blue wooden box for?
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77. Modern art!
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78. Out of the way! That's it!
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79. Oh, Rhombus, I'm a little bit peckish.
Get me some ants in honey, there's a good lad.
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80. Ooh, maybe a dormouse?
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81. What d'you think?
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82. You call it modern art.
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83. I call it a blooming great waste of space.
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84. But we're going up in the world, my love.
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85. Lucius Dextrus himself is coming
to the house this afternoon.
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86. What with that, and our Evelina
about to be elevated...
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87. Oh, don't go on about it, Dad!
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88. If we'd moved to Rome, like I said,
she could have been a Vestal Virgin.
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89. - Someone mention Vestal Virgins?
- Quintus, don't be so rude.
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90. You apologise to the household gods!
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91. - Get off.
- Apologise, right now!
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92. The gods are always watching.
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93. Positions!
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94. There, now you've made the Heavens angry.
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95. Just say sorry.
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96. I tell you, Caecilius,
that boy will come to no good.
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97. Sorry, household gods.
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98. So where were you last night?
Down the thermopolium, I bet?
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99. Cavorting with Etruscans and Christians and all sorts.
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100. How's your head, sunshine?
How's your head?
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101. All right, Dad, give us a break!
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102. You want to smarten yourself up,
Quintus.
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103. Before Lucius Dextrus gets here.
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104. Look at your sister,
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105. she's giving us... status.
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106. Oh, yeah,
'cause it's all about Evelina.
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107. She has the gift.
Be proud of your sister, for once.
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108. - Have you been consuming?
- Not this morning.
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109. Well, come on, sweetheart.
Practise!
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110. Oh, it's hot today,
the hypocaust is on full blast.
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111. The mountain god must be happy.
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112. Breathe deeply.
Remember what the Sisterhood said.
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113. - It hurts.
- Oh, my love, is it too hot?
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114. Sometimes, in the smoke...
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115. - I see the most terrible things.
- Like what?
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116. A face.
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117. A face of stone.
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118. It'll make sense.
One day.
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119. Sister Spurrina promised.
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120. The veil will be parted,
and you'll be a seer.
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121. Who ARE you?
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122. Ah, I've got it!
Foss Street, this way!
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123. No, but I found this big sort
of amphitheatre thing.
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124. We can start there. We can
gather everyone together,
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125. then maybe if you've got a great
big bell or something we could ring.
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126. - Have they invented bells yet?
- What d'you want a bell for?
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127. To warn everyone.
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128. Start the evacuation.
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129. What time does Vesuvius erupt?
When's it due?
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130. It's 79 AD, 23rd of August,
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131. which makes Volcano Day... tomorrow.
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132. Plenty of time. We could
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133. Yeah, except,
we're not going to.
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134. But that's what you do.
You're the Doctor. You save people!
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135. Not this time.
Pompeii is a fixed point in history.
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136. What happens, happens.
There is no stopping it.
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137. - Says who?
- Says me.
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138. What, and you're in charge?
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139. TARDIS, Time Lord, yeah!
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140. Donna, human, no!
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141. I don't need your permission!
I'll tell 'em myself!
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142. You stand in the marketplace
announcing the end of the world,
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143. they'll just think you're a mad old soothsayer!
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144. Now, come on. TARDIS. We are getting out of here.
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145. Well, I might just have something
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146. Oh, I bet you will!
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147. The tall one.
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148. He calls us mad.
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149. Then he is a stranger to Pompeii.
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150. Soon, he will learn.
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151. We have found it, Sister Spurrina.
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152. In the Thirteenth Book
of the Sibylline Oracles.
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153. The blue box.
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154. A temple made of wood.
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155. And yet, the Sibyl foretold that the box
would appear at the time of storms
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156. and fire and betrayal.
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157. Sisters!
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158. Reverend Mother, you should sleep.
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159. The Sibylline Oracles are wrong.
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160. But we have venerated her
words for generations.
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161. This is a new age.
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162. Heed my words.
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163. I predict a future
of prosperity and might.
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164. An endless Empire of Pompeii,
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165. reaching out from this city
to topple Rome itself,
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166. and encompass the whole wide world.
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167. If the disciples of the blue box
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168. their blood will run across
the Temple floor.
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169. The gods approve.
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170. Positions!
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171. There you go.
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172. Thank you, kind sir.
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173. I'm afraid business is closed for the day.
I'm expecting a visitor.
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174. Oh, that's me.
I'm a visitor. Hello.
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175. - Who are you?
- I am...
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176. Spartacus.
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177. And so am I.
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178. Mr and Mrs Spartacus?
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179. - Oh, no, no. We're not... we're not married.
- We're not together.
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180. Oh, brother and sister?
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181. Yes, of course!
You look VERY much alike.
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182. - Really?
- Really?
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183. I'm sorry,
but I'm not open for trading.
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184. - And that trade would be...?
- Marble.
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185. Lobus Caecilius.
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186. Mining,
polishing and design thereof.
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187. - If you want marble, I'm your man.
- That's good. That's good, 'cause...
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188. I'm the marble inspector.
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189. By the gods of commerce,
an inspection!
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190. I'm sorry, sir.
I do apologise for my son.
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191. This is my good wife, Metella.
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192. - I confess, we're not prepared for...
- Nothing to worry about.
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193. I'm sure you've got nothing to hide.
Although, frankly, THAT object...
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194. - looks rather like wood to me.
- I told you to get rid of it.
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195. I only bought it today!
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196. Ah, well... Caveat emptor.
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197. Oh, you're Celtic. There's lovely.
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198. I'm sure it's fine, but I might have to take
it off your hands, for a proper inspection.
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199. Although while we're here,
wouldn't you recommend a holiday, Spartacus?
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200. Don't know what you mean, Spartacus.
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201. Well, this lovely family.
Mother and father and son.
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202. Don't you think
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203. - Why should we do that?
- Well, the volcano, for starters.
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204. - What?
- The volcano.
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205. - The WHAT-ano?
- That great big volcano right on your doorstep...
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206. Oh, Spartacus, for shame, we haven't
even greeted the household gods yet.
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207. They don't know what it is.
Vesuvius is just a mountain to them.
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208. The top hasn't blown off yet.
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209. The Romans haven't even got a word for volcano.
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210. Not until tomorrow.
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211. Oh, great, they can learn a new word.
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212. - As they die.
- Donna, stop it.
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you've been flying around with in outer space,
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216. - And tomorrow, he burns to death.
- And that's my fault?
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218. Announcing Lucius Petrus Dextrus,
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220. Lucius. My pleasure, as always.
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222. A rare and great honour, sir,
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223. The birds are flying north,
and the wind is in the west.
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224. Quite. Absolutely.
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226. - Only the grain of wheat knows where it will grow.
- There now, Metella.
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- Never.
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229. Pardon me, sir, I have guests.
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230. This is Spartacus and... Spartacus.
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234. - other than an omen of the sun?
- I concede that every sun must set...
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235. - And yet the son of the father must also rise.
- Damn.
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238. Oh, yes. But don't mind me, don't want to disturb the status quo.
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239. He's Celtic.
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240. - We'll be off in a minute.
- I'm not going.
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242. - You've got to.
- Well, I'm not.
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Exactly as you've specified.
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245. - It pleases you, sir?
- As the rain pleases the soil.
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Who designed that, then?
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248. - Where did you get the pattern?
- On the rain and mist and wind.
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- Made of stone.
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251. That is my job.
As City Augur.
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252. What's that, then, like the mayor?
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253. Oh! You must excuse my friend.
She's from... Barcelona.
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of OFFICIAL superstition.
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255. The Augur is paid by the city
to tell the future.
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256. "The wind will blow from the west"?
That's their equivalent of the Ten O'Clock News.
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257. They're laughing at us.
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258. Those two. They use words
like tricksters. They're mocking us.
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259. No, no, no.
I meant no offence.
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260. I'm sorry. My daughter's
been consuming the vapours.
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261. By the gods, mother,
what have you been doing to her?
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262. - Not now, Quintus.
- But she's sick, just look at her!
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263. I gather I have a rival
in this household.
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264. Another with the gift.
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265. Oh, she's been promised to
the Sibylline Sisterhood.
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266. They say she has remarkable visions.
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267. The prophecies of women
are limited and dull.
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for true perception.
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269. I'll tell you where the wind's blowing right now, mate.
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270. The mountain god marks your words.
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271. I'd be careful, if I were you.
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272. - Consuming the vapours, you said?
- They give me strength.
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- Is that your opinion...
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- I beg your pardon?
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275. Doctor, that's your name.
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- And you...
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279. No, no, no, no, let her talk.
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280. You both come from so far away.
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to invent all sorts of vagaries.
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282. Oh, not this time, Lucius.
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283. No, I reckon
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284. Is that so...
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285. - man from Gallifrey?
- What?
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286. The strangest of images...
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287. Your home is lost in fire, is it not?
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288. Doctor, what are they doing?
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289. - And you, daughter of... London.
- How does he know that?
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290. This is the gift of Pompeii.
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291. Every single oracle tells the truth.
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292. - That's impossible.
- Doctor...
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293. she is returning.
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294. Who is? Who's she?
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295. And you, daughter of London...
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296. there is something on your back.
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297. What's that mean?
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298. Even the word 'doctor' is false.
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299. Your real name is hidden.
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300. It burns in the stars,
in the Cascade of Medusa herself.
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301. You are a Lord, sir.
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302. A Lord of Time.
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303. Evelina!
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304. She didn't mean to be rude.
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305. She's ever such a good girl.
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306. But when the gods speak through her...
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307. - What's wrong with her arm?
- An irritation of the skin.
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308. She never complains, bless her.
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309. We bathe it in olive oil every night.
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310. What is it?
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311. Evelina said you'd come from far away.
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312. Please, have you ever seen anything like it?
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313. It's stone.
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314. - Different sort of hypocaust.
- Oh, yes.
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315. We're very advanced in Pompeii.
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316. In Rome, they're still using
the old wood-burning furnaces.
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317. But we've got hot springs, leading from Vesuvius itself.
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318. - Who thought of that?
- The soothsayers.
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319. After the great earthquake,
17 years ago.
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320. An awful lot of damage.
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321. But we rebuilt.
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322. Didn't you think of moving away?
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323. Oh, no, then again, San Francisco...
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324. That's a new restaurant in...
Naples, isn't it?
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325. - What's that noise?
- Don't know.
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326. Happens all the time.
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327. They say the gods of the Underworld
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328. But after the earthquake,
let me guess...
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329. - Is that when the soothsayers started making sense?
- Oh, yes, very much so.
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330. I mean, they'd always been,
shall we say, imprecise?
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331. But then the soothsayers, the augurs,
the haruspex, all of them,
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332. they saw the truth,
again and again.
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333. It's quite amazing.
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334. They can predict crops and rainfall
with absolute precision.
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335. Have they said anything about tomorrow?
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336. No.
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337. Why, should they?
Why d'you ask?
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338. No, no, no reason.
Just asking.
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339. But the soothsayers,
they all consume the vapours, yeah?
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340. That's how they see.
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342. Look you. ..
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343. - They're all consuming this.
- Dust?
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345. They're breathing in Vesuvius.
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347. This Lucius Petrus Dextrus,
where does he live?
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348. It's nothing to do with me.
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350. This Lucius Petrus Dextrus...
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351. Where does he live?
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352. Don't tell my dad.
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353. Only if you don't tell mine.
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354. Pass me that torch.
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355. The liar!
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356. He told my father
it was the only one.
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357. Well, plenty of marble
merchants in this town.
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358. Tell them all the same thing;
get all the components from different places,
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359. so no-one can see what you're building.
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360. - Which is what?
- The future.
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361. Doctor, we are building the future.
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362. As dictated by the gods.
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363. You're not supposed to laugh.
Thanks for that.
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364. What d'you think?
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365. The goddess Venus.
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366. That's sacrilege!
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367. Nice to see you laugh, though.
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368. What d'you do in old Pompeii,
then, girls of your age?
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369. You got... mates?
D'you go hanging about round the shops?
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370. TK Maximus?
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371. I am promised to the Sisterhood
for the rest of my life.
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372. - D'you get any choice in that?
- It's not my decision.
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373. The Sisters chose for me.
I have the gift of sight.
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375. - What can you see happening tomorrow?
- Is tomorrow special?
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377. What do you see?
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378. The sun will rise. The sun will set.
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379. Nothing special at all.
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380. Look,
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381. don't tell the Doctor
I said anything 'cause he'll kill me,
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382. but I've got a prophecy too.
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383. ] Evelina, I'm sorry,
but you've got to hear me out.
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384. - Sisters!
- Evelina, can you hear me?
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386. There is only one prophecy.
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to you is true. I swear.
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389. Tomorrow,
that mountain is gonna explode.
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391. The air is gonna fill with ash and rocks,
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392. tons and tons of it,
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393. and this whole town is gonna get buried.
That's not true.
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396. - But everyone's going to die.
- A new prophecy!
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397. Impossible.
There is only one.
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398. Even if you don't believe me,
just tell your family to get out of town.
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399. Just for one day, just for tomorrow.
But you've got to get out.
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400. - You've got to leave Pompeii!
- This is false prophecy.
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402. She spoke of a new prophecy,
the fall of Pompeii.
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403. Pompeii will last forever.
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404. - Then what must we do?
- The false prophet must die.
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409. Er, keep that one upside down;
what have you got?
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410. - Enlighten me.
- What, the soothsayer doesn't know?
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412. Yeah, I knew you would say that.
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413. - But it's an energy converter.
- An energy converter of what?
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414. I don't know.
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415. Isn't that brilliant? I love not knowing. Keeps me on my toes.
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416. It must be awful being a prophet,
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417. waking up every morning,
"Is it raining?"Yes, it is."I said so!"
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418. Takes all the fun out of life.
But who designed this, Lucius, hm?
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419. - Who gave you these instructions?
- I think you've babbled enough.
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420. Lucius, really, tell me, honestly,
I'm on your side.
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421. - I can help.
- You insult the gods.
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422. There can be only one sentence.
At arms!
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423. Oh, morituri te salutant.
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424. Celtic prayers won't help you now.
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425. But it was him, sir.
He made me do it.
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426. - Mr Dextrus, please, don't.
- Come on now, Quintus.
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427. Dignity in death.
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428. I respect your victory, Lucius.
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429. Shake on it?
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430. Come on.
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431. Dying man's wish?
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432. - But he's...
- Show me.
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433. The work of the gods.
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434. He's stone!
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435. "'Armless" enough, though.
Whoops! Quintus!
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436. - Run!
- The carvings!
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437. Run!
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438. My carvings!
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439. The work is unbroken.
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440. Oh, Lord of the Mountain,
I beseech you!
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441. This man...
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442. would prevent the rise of Pompeii.
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443. Lord, I beg of you, show yourself.
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444. Show yourself!
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445. No sign of them.
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446. Nice little bit of allons-y.
I think we're all right.
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447. But his arm, Doctor.
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448. Is that what's happening to Evelina?
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449. What was that?
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450. The mountain?
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451. No, it's closer.
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452. - Footsteps...
- It can't be.
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453. - Footsteps underground.
- What is it?
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454. What IS it?
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455. What is it?
What's that noise?
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456. Doesn't sound like Vesuvius!
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457. Caecilius! All of you, get out!
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458. - Doctor! What is it?
- I think we're being followed.
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459. Just get out!
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460. The gods are with us.
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461. Water! We need water!
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462. Quintus, all of you, get water!
Donna!
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463. Blessed are we to see the gods.
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464. Talk to me! That's all I want.
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465. Talk to me. Just tell me you are.
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466. Don't hurt these people!
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467. I'm the Doctor;
just tell me who you are.
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468. Doctor!
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469. What was it?
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470. Carapace of stone,
held together by internal magma.
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471. Not too difficult to stop,
but I reckon that's just the foot soldier.
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472. Doctor, or whatever your name is,
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473. you bring bad luck on this house.
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474. I thought your son was brilliant.
Aren't you going to thank him?
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475. Still...
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476. If there ARE aliens at work in Pompeii,
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477. it's a good thing we stayed.
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478. Donna!
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479. Donna?
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480. Donna?
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481. You have got to be kidding me.
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482. The false prophet
will surrender both her blood
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483. - and her breath.
- I'll surrender you in a minute.
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484. Don't you dare!
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485. - You will be silent.
- Listen, sister.
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486. You might have eyes
on the back of your hands,
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487. but you'll have eyes in the back of your
head by the time I'm finished with you!
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488. LET me GO!
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489. This prattling voice will cease forever!
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490. Oh, that'll be the day.
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491. No man is allowed
to enter the Temple of Sibyl.
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492. Well, that's all right, just us girls.
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493. Do you know, I met the Sibyl once.
Yeah. Hell of a woman.
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494. Blimey, she could dance the Tarantella!
Nice teeth.
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495. Truth be told, I think
she had a bit of a thing for me.
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496. I said it would never last;
she said, "I know."
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497. Well, she would.
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498. - You all right there?
- Oh, never better.
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499. - I like the toga.
- Thank you.
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500. - And the ropes?
- Yeah, not so much.
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501. What magic is this?
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502. Let me tell you about the Sibyl,
the founder of this religion.
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503. She would be ashamed of you.
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504. All her wisdom and insight turned sour.
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505. Is that how you spread the word, eh?
On the blade of a knife?
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506. Yes, a knife that now welcomes you.
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507. Show me this man!
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508. High Priestess,
the stranger would defile us.
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509. Let me see.
This one is different.
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510. He carries starlight in his wake.
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511. Oh, very perceptive.
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512. Where do these words of wisdom come from?
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513. - The gods whisper to me.
- They've done far more than that.
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514. Might I beg audience?
Look upon the High Priestess?
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515. Oh, my God.
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516. - What's happened to YOU?
- The heavens have blessed me.
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517. If I might...
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518. - Does it hurt?
- It is necessary.
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519. - Who told you that?
- The voices.
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520. Is that what's gonna happen to Evelina?
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521. Is this what's gonna happen to all of you?
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522. The blessings are manifold.
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523. - They're stone.
- Exactly.
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524. The people of Pompeii are turning to stone
BEFORE the volcano erupts.
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525. - But why?
- This word, this image in your mind.
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526. This... volcano...
What is that?
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527. More to the point,
why don't you know about it?
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528. - Who are you?
- High Priestess of the Sibylline.
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529. No, no, no, no.
I'm talking to the creature inside you.
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530. The thing that's seeding itself
into a human body:
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531. in the dust, in the lungs,
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532. taking over the flesh and turning it into...
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533. - What?
- Your knowledge...
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534. is impossible.
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535. Oh, but you can read my mind;
you know it's not.
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536. I demand you tell me who you are!
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537. We... are... awakening.
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538. The voice of the gods!
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539. Words of wisdom, words of power.
Words of wisdom, words of power...
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540. Name yourself! Planet of origin.
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541. Galactic coordinates.
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542. Species designation according to the
universal ratification of the Shadow Proclamation.
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543. We...
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544. are... rising!
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545. Tell me your name!
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546. Pyrovile!
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547. Pyrovile, Pyrovile, Pyrovile...
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548. - What's a Pyrovile?
- Well, that's a Pyrovile. Growing inside HER.
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549. - She's the halfway stage.
- What, and that turns into...
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550. That thing in the villa.
That was an adult Pyrovile.
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551. And the breath of a Pyrovile will incinerate YOU, Doctor.
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552. I warn you, I'm armed!
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553. Donna, get that grille open.
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554. - What for?
- Just...
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555. What are the Pyrovile doing here?
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556. We fell from the heavens.
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557. We fell so far and so fast,
we were rendered into dust.
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558. Right, creatures of stone,
shattered on impact.
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559. When was that, 17 years ago?
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560. We have slept beneath
for thousands of years.
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561. Okay, so 17 years ago woke you up,
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562. and now you're using human bodies
to reconstitute yourself,
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563. - but why the psychic powers?
- We opened their minds and found such gifts.
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564. That's fine, so you force yourself
inside a human brain,
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565. use the latent psychic talent to bond.
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566. I get that. I get that, yeah.
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567. But seeing the future, that is way beyond psychic:
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568. you can see through time.
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569. Where does the gift of prophecy come from?
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570. Got it!
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571. - Now get down!
- What, down there?
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572. Yes, down there.
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573. Why can't this lot predict a volcano?
Why is it being hidden?
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574. Sisters, I see into his mind.
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575. The weapon is harmless!
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576. Well, yeah. But it's got a sting.
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577. Get down there!
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578. You fought her off with a water pistol.
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579. I bloody LOVE you!
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580. This way!
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581. - Where are we going now?
- Into the volcano.
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582. - No way.
- Yes way.
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583. Appian Way!
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584. The stranger would threaten our great endeavour.
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585. The time has come.
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586. The prophecy must ADVANCE!
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587. The prophecy must advance.
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588. Thy will be done.
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589. - Summon the Cult of Vulcan.
- Yes, sir.
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590. We must go to the mountain.
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591. Vesuvius awaits.
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592. Sunrise, my love.
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593. A new day.
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594. Even the longest night must end.
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595. The mountain's worse than ever.
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596. We killed a messenger of the gods
in our own house.
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597. Sweetheart, can you see?
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598. Tell us.
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599. What's going to happen?
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600. Just leave her alone.
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601. - I can see...
- What is it?
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602. A choice.
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603. Someone must make a choice.
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604. The most terrible choice.
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605. But if it's aliens setting off the volcano,
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606. doesn't that make it all right
for you to stop it?
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607. Still part of history.
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608. But I'm history to you.
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609. You saved me, in 2008, you saved us all. Why's that different?
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610. Some things are fixed, some things are in flux.
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611. - Pompeii is fixed.
- How do you know which is which?
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612. Because that's how I see the universe.
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613. Every waking second,
I can see what is, what was,
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614. what could be, what must not.
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615. That's the burden of the Time Lord, Donna.
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616. And I'm the only one left.
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617. - How many people died?
- Stop it.
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618. Doctor, how many people died?
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619. 20,000.
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620. Is that what you can see, Doctor?
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621. All 20,000?
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622. And you think that's all right, do you?
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623. They know we're here.
Come on!
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624. Almighty Vesuvius,
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625. accept these offerings, in Vulcan's design,
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626. and show unto us, I beseech you, the gods of the Underworld.
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627. It's the heart of Vesuvius.
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628. We're right inside the mountain.
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629. There's tons of them.
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630. What's that thing?
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631. Oh, you better hurry up and think of something,
Rocky IV's on its way.
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632. That's how they arrived.
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633. Or what's left of it. Escape pod?
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634. Prison ship?
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635. Gene bank?
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636. But why do they need a volcano?
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637. Maybe...
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638. it erupts, and they launch themselves back into space or something.
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639. Oh, it's worse than that.
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640. How could it be worse?
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641. Doctor, it's getting closer.
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642. Heathens!
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643. Defile us!
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644. They would desecrate your temple, my Lord gods!
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645. Come on.
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646. - We can't go in!
- Well, we can't go back.
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647. Crush them!
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648. Burn them!
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649. There is nowhere to run, Doctor, and daughter of London.
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650. Now then, Lucius, my Lords Pyrovillian,
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651. don't get yourselves in a lava.
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652. - In a lava?
- No?
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653. No. No. But if I might beg the wisdom of the gods,
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654. before we perish,
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655. once this new race of creatures is complete,
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656. then what?
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657. My masters will follow the example of Rome itself.
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658. An almighty empire, bestriding the whole of civilisation.
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659. But if you've crashed,
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660. and you've got all this technology,
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661. why don't you just go home?
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662. The Heaven of Pyrovillia is gone.
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663. What do you mean, "gone"?
Where's it gone?
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664. It was taken.
Pyrovillia is lost.
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665. But there is heat enough in this world for a new species to rise.
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666. Yeah, I should warn you, it's 70% water out there.
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667. Water can boil.
And everything will burn, Doctor.
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668. Then the whole planet is at stake.
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669. Thank you.
That's all I needed to know.
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670. Donna!
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671. You have them, my Lords!
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672. Could we be any more trapped?
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673. Little bit hot.
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674. See? The energy converter takes the lava,
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675. uses the power to create a fusion matrix,
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676. which welds Pyrovile to human.
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677. Now it's complete,
they can convert millions.
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678. Well, can't you change it?
With these controls?
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679. Course I can, but don't you see?
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680. That's why the soothsayers can't see the volcano.
There IS no volcano.
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681. Vesuvius is never going to erupt.
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682. The Pyrovile are stealing all its power.
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683. They're gonna use it to take
over the world.
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684. But you can change it back?
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685. I can invert the system, set off the volcano,
and blow them up, yes.
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686. But that's the choice, Donna.
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687. It's Pompeii or the world.
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688. Oh, my God.
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689. If Pompeii is destroyed,
then it's not just history.
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690. It's me.
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691. I make it happen.
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692. But the Pyrovile are made of rocks.
Maybe they can't be blown up.
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693. Vesuvius explodes with the force of 24 nuclear bombs.
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694. Nothing can survive it.
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695. Certainly not us.
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696. Never mind us.
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697. Push this lever and it's over.
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698. 20,000 people.
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699. Nooooooo!
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700. A new prophecy.
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701. The future is changing.
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702. The sky is FALLING!
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703. Death. Only death!
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704. It WAS an escape pod.
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705. Out! Out, everybody out!
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706. Quickly!
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707. You lied to us!
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708. And yet, this was meant to be.
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709. Don't!
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710. Don't go to the beach!
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711. Don't go to the beach, go to the hills!
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712. Listen to me!
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713. Don't go to the beach, it's not SAFE!
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714. Listen to me...!
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715. Come here.
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716. Give him to me!
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717. Come on.
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718. God save us, Doctor!
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719. No!
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720. Don't say you can't!
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721. DOCTOR!
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722. You can't just LEAVE them!
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723. Don't you think I've done enough?
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724. History's back in place.
Everyone dies.
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725. You've got to go back.
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726. Doctor, I'm telling you, take this thing BACK!
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727. It's not fair.
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728. No, it's not.
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729. But your own planet.
It burned.
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730. That's just it. Don't you see, Donna?
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731. Can't you understand? If I could go back and save them then I would,
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732. but I can't.
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733. I can never go back. I can't.
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734. I just can't. I can't.
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735. Just someone.
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736. Please.
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737. Not the whole town.
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738. Just save someone.
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739. Come with me.
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740. It's never forgotten, Caecilius.
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741. Oh, time will pass, men will move on, and stories will fade.
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742. But one day,
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743. Pompeii will be found, again.
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744. In thousands of years.
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745. And everyone will remember you.
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746. What about you, Evelina?
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747. Can you see anything?
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748. The visions have gone.
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749. The explosion was so powerful
it cracked open a rift in time.
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750. Just for a second. That's what
gave you the gift of prophecy.
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751. It echoed back into the Pyrovillian alternative.
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752. But not any more.
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753. You're free.
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754. But tell me,
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755. who are you, Doctor?
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756. With your words, and your temple containing such size within?
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757. Oh, I was never here.
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758. Don't tell anyone.
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759. The great god Vulcan must be enraged!
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760. It's so volcanic.
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761. It's like some sort of...
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762. volcano.
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763. All those people.
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764. Thank you.
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765. Yeah.
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766. You were right.
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767. Sometimes I need someone.
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768. Welcome aboard.
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769. Yeah.
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770. Metella, my love,
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771. have you seen that clasp?
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772. The beetle one.
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773. - The Egyptians do love a scarab.
- Here we are, I was giving it a polish.
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774. Now calm down.
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775. If I get that contract, for the marble granaries of Alexandria,
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776. we'll be rich, you'll see...
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777. Hold on there, Evelina.
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778. You are not going out wearing that!
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779. Don't start, Dad,
it's what all the girls in Rome are wearing.
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780. I'll see you later.
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781. Are you seeing that boy again?
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782. Oh, look at Quintus.
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783. My son, the doctor.
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784. Mum, I've told you,
I'm not a doctor, not yet.
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785. I'm just a student of the physical sciences.
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786. Well, that's a doctor to me.
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787. Give thanks to the household gods before you go.
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788. There's a good boy.
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789. Come here, let me fix it.
You've got that folded all wrong...
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790. Thank you, household gods.
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791. Thank you for everything.
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792. Now then, Doctor Noble, Mrs Noble,
if you'd like to come with me.
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793. - Oh, no, no, we're not married.
- We're so not married.
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794. - Never.
- Never ever.
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795. Here at Ood Operations, we like to think of the Ood as our trusted friends...
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796. I found your unwanted guests.
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797. - Because at heart, what is an Ood...
- I'm on YOUR side!
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798. but a reflection of us?
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799. It's a revolution.
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800. - If your Ood is happy...
- The circle must be broken.
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801. What is it? What is the circle?
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802. Then you'll be happy, too.
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803. Shoot to kill!
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804. Doctor, Donna, friends!
Doctor, Donna, friends!
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