Original subtitles

What in the name of the saints? The Flux. What's the Flux?

This is Serving Commander Inston-Vee Vinder

leaving his post.

We're coming, Vinder.

Me and your beautiful as yet unborn child.

I'm Claire. Have we met?

Not yet. But we will. In the past.

We're in the heart of the Timestorm.

Time is playing games with you all.

How did you get in here?

Doctor!

The Angel has the TARDIS.

Can you tell me today's date, please?

November 21st.

And the year?

1967.

There it goes again.

BELL TOLLS

Huh.

Can you state your name, please?

Claire Brown.

MAN SHOUTS: Peggy?

Peggy!

Ridiculous child.

Peggy!

And your date of birth?

You know this already. Now, control questions only.

Date of birth.

13th of May, 1985.

Beg pardon?

ALL SHOUT: Peggy? Peggy! Peggy? Peggy! Peggy!

I said, 13th of May, 1935.

Oh, apologies.

Word of advice, Miss Brown - never get old, not even slightly.

Thank goodness for mechanical recordings.

There it goes again!

Twice. For no reason.

It is empirically, factually November 21st, 1967.

And you clearly know your own birthday!

Yet the machine would suggest you believe neither statement.

Problematic when you need a control reference. A baseline.

Precisely. Oh, yes, I forgot - you're very with it.

It's happening.

SHE BREATHES ERRATICALLY

The percipient exhibits immediate and extreme physical distress,

almost as if she's physically experiencing

the events she describes.

Theta waves suggest a sleep state,

yet she remains extraordinarily alert.

Mydriasis of the pupils, and yet no discernible trigger.

Help me.

Yes, of course, my dear, all in good time.

DISTORTED VOICE: There is no time. Not any more.

The end begins again now. And there will be no escape.

Not this time. Not for her. Not for them.

Not for you.

SHE GASPS

The Angel has the TARDIS.

THE DOCTOR: The Angel has the controls.

We have to get out of here!

Both of you, keep your eyes on the Angel, don't blink.

CLOISTER BELL TOLLS

If you blink, it could attack and displace us all in time.

Incredibly dangerous in a moving TARDIS.

How long for?

Until I say.

I've got really dry eyes!

What are they?

Two things that should never be put together,

or three things if you include me.

You're gonna put them together, aren't you? Yep. Reboot the TARDIS -

dimensional compression should eject quantum life forms.

But the TARDIS is broken and time's out of sync,

so how can you be sure it's going to work?

It does have an element of risk.

How big an element?

Well, yeah, pretty big. The only element, really.

See, it's cottoned on, not a happy bunny.

Now, when I say blink, blink.

You said, don't blink!

Ah! I'm updating the advice.

We need it to come as close as possible.

Now!

Blink!

It worked.

Of course it worked! Only problem is,

it will take a very long time for the TARDIS to reboot

to operational status again.

And the other only problem is, we don't know where we are.

Or even if we are.

And the third only problem is, even if we are somewhere,

what if it's where the Angel wanted us to be

in the first place when it hijacked the TARDIS?

At least we're alive. Thanks for that.

You're welcome. Shall we have a nosey outside?

Hello? Hello?

Yes?

Jiminy Christmas!

Gerald, language.

Were you in there all the time?

Rapid response unit. How can we help?

Er, Earth, coastal... Devon?

I'd say 19...

SHE SNIFFS

..49.

Madam, what are you doing?

It's 1967, as you must well know.

You've had that coat a while, then.

Wait, why were you calling the police?

SONIC BUZZES Oh-ah-ah!

Hot, hot, hot, HOT! Hot.

What is coming from over there? SONIC WHIRS

Er, my colleagues'll assist you.

Assist them, while I... Don't wander off.

Says she, wandering off.

Are you in charge?

Er, well... It's a very flat-team structure.

Tell us everything.

We're missing a little girl.

Ten years old, very responsible,

most unlike her to go off.

Name of Peggy.

Mrs Hayward.

Mrs Hayward!

I know this was you.

I know every house who's received one today.

You're deliberately scaring people.

And you're deliberately ignoring me. Have you counted the stones?

I don't subscribe to superstitious folklore.

I know there are exactly 92 gravestones here.

Count them.

And if there are more, maybe you'll do what I told you.

TOWNSPEOPLE: Peggy? Peggy! Peggy? Peggy! Peggy...

It's happening again.

OTHERS CONTINUE CALLING OUT

Here you are.

Tea, with honey from my own bees.

Nature's own shock remedy.

Thank you. What did I say?

Oh, I've got it all recorded.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH It was a little alarming.

Not as alarming as the readings that have set my sonic off.

SONIC WHIRS Who are you?

You can call me the Doctor.

The Institute of Psychic Investigation?

Looks like it. Interesting.

How did you get in here? Your door was open.

It most certainly was not!

Well, it was once I opened it,

but let's not get bogged down in the order of things,

not when we could get on

to whatever experiments you're doing down here, Mr...?

Professor. Jericho. Eustacius Jericho.

Eustacius?! Yes.

Oh, wish I had that in Scrabble.

33 on a triple word score!

Ah, I wouldn't be allowed it - proper noun.

Not unless you play George Eliot's rules - she allows 'em.

Nice to meet you, Professor Eustacius Jericho.

SONIC WHIRS Nice house, too.

And with apologies to your subjects...

Oh.

Hello. Again.

Oh...

SONIC WHIRS, CLAIRE GROANS

Ah.

I thought it was the experiments the sonic was reacting to,

but it's actually you.

Claire, right? How are you here?

I'm feeling sick again, Professor.

Please. You are disrupting my percipient.

Madam, explain yourself.

You break into my house, you disrupt my experiments...

Where did you get this?

Miss Brown sketches what she calls her premonitions.

DOCTOR GASPS

What are you doing?

Trying to keep you safe. Stay here.

TAP SQUEAKS, WATER RUNS

87, 88,

89, 90,

91, 92.

93?

EERIE SNARL

TOWNSPEOPLE CALL OUT: Peggy!

Have you assigned specific areas to specific groups?

And have you got an agreed time to report back?

People are just out looking.

What about favourite places she goes to or plays in?

Are you prioritising those?

We don't need lecturing.

Look, if you're so set on it,

yes, I suppose that field and the adjacent one.

You're very welcome to them.

You can use that to alert me, should you find her.

This is your daughter?

My great-niece.

She's been in our care since her parents died.

Anything else we might need to know about her?

Why would you need to know anything?

If we find her, we might want to talk to her.

So any information on what she's like,

or that might make her feel safe, that would be helpful.

She's a ten-year-old girl. How much is there to know?

Gerald... Gerald. Come on!

All right, Jean.

Maybe she's not missing.

Maybe she just ran to get away from him. Yep.

It's no coincidence, is it?

We got put here by some mad statue,

Doctor's on the trail of something glowing, kid goes missing.

I doubt it.

What's the matter?

Was that scarecrow there a minute ago?

Keep your eyes on it.

Don't blink.

Walk backwards, keep your eyes on it.

Yeah, easy.

Oh!

Don't panic.

Who's panicking?

We've got our torches.

Did it just kill our torches?

Keep your eyes on it.

We've still got the moonlight.

What are you doing?!

Checking the batteries.

SNARLING

BEL: Oh, my universe,

look at what you've been through.

Space is empty now.

I mean, duh.

Obviously, it was empty before.

But since the Flux, there's so much more...

..space,

and so much less...

..everything else.

Which, when you're trying to find someone, makes things tricky.

Remember our honeymoon plans?

20 rotations in the floating canals of Puzano.

Then we got deployed, separately.

So, instead, we had that one night.

In a cubicle hotel opposite the Academy.

I mean, don't get me wrong, that was more than a good night.

But I regret to inform you,

we may have missed our moment with Puzano.

Just got here? Oh!

I was more hoping for hello.

Didn't hear you approach.

It's all right, yeah. It's not the worst reaction I've had.

Everyone's jumpy here.

I-I saw you come in.

That's a Lupari craft, right?

Yeah, cos you're pretty non-Lupari.

Borrowed. Yeah, oh, no, no judgment.

Everyone's borrowed everything to get here.

Welcome to Puzano.

What's left of it.

The canals have gone, I'm afraid.

I'm Namaca Ost Parvess Po.

Bel.

Nice. Yeah, short. Better. Easier.

No need to ask why you're here.

It's the only planetary remains left in the quadrant.

Quarter of a sun, third of a moon...

..half a planet.

Everyone comes here now.

Well, everyone who's left.

That's what I'm hoping.

Have you seen this guy?

No.

Brother?

Life partner.

OK.

No. Sorry.

Um, he might be at the next coalescence,

unless he went already.

The next what?

There's this person who's made it their mission

to help us. Get us to safety.

There'll be one later. You... You want to come?

WIND WHISTLES

GLASS CRUNCHES, SHE GASPS

SONIC WHIRS

Broken glass everywhere.

What is that device you're using?

Did I not tell you to stay downstairs?

This is my house!

Vandalism!

If I get my hands on the person that threw this...

Jericho, wait!

How did they get here?

Back away slowly, into the house, keep your eyes on them.

Don't look away, and don't blink.

What are you talking about?

Ah!

SONIC WHIRS, DOORS LOCK

Why are they here?

Lock everything!

DOORS RATTLE

They're at the windows.

BANGING

How are they moving? They're just statues.

They're called Weeping Angels. They move when unobserved.

Quantum beings. If they touch you,

they'll send you back to the distant past

and feast on the quantum energy of your unlived life.

BANGING Oh, don't be ridiculous.

Professor, I am many things, but I'm not ridiculous.

If there's a back entrance to this house, go and lock it now.

BANGING

Oh, don't let them near you and don't take your eyes off them. Go!

It's them, isn't it? The Angels.

Before that night I first saw you, I had a premonition.

A succession of disconnected images.

A stone angel. You. A blue box called a TARDIS.

And a Liverpool street. Numbers.

A year. A voice telling me not to blink.

And the name of this village. It didn't make any sense.

But then I saw you.

And afterwards, there was an Angel on my street.

It followed me to my front door, and then I was in 1965.

I've been in the '60s for two years.

An Angel attacked you?

But why? What did it want with you?

BANGING

Back door is locked.

Good. Have you got a television?

Um, yes.

Bring it out here.

DOORBELL RINGS

RINGING CONTINUES

Are they really ringing the doorbell?

It's a very nice sounding doorbell. Television.

GLASS SHATTERS

I don't think the back door's as secure

as the Professor would have hoped.

Do you not think evacuation might not be the order of the day?

How can we evacuate when we're surrounded? Exactly.

The building's surrounded and there's more of them

than there are of us. At least inside,

we have a defendable position.

The basement's securable, right, Professor? Oh, yes.

Take the television down there, quick smart. Follow him, Claire.

BANGING AND RATTLING

I said, go!

There's something else, Doctor.

I googled the name of this village after I had my first premonition.

Everyone in the village disappears, on 21st November, 1967.

Tonight.

Whatever happens leaves no trace.

The army moved in and turned it into a locked encampment.

Yeah, well, time isn't always fixed.

No, listen to me. It wasn't the first time.

It also happened in 1901.

Everyone in the village vanished.

BANGING, DOORBELL RINGS

Get down to the basement now. I'll be right behind you.

SONIC WHIRS

HE GASPS

BIRDSONG

When d'you think it is?

Don't know.

I mean, at least there's houses.

Could have been the dinosaurs.

Yeah, but there's no people.

First things first,

we're still looking for a missing girl. And it's a strong possibility

that the Angel sent her back in time too, so she'll be worried.

DISTANT MECHANICAL HISS

Shall we have a nose?

HISSING IS LOUDER

It's cold.

NOISE STOPS

Early part of the 20th century?

What, so, 100 years before you and I are alive?

Yeah.

Like you say - no dinosaurs.

Yaz,

how do we get back?

Are we stuck here?

Let's just focus on seeing if there's anyone else around.

They're all gone.

Your name's not Peggy, is it?

How did you get here, Peggy?

What happened to all the people?

The Angels.

The Angels are here too?

Are you scared they might come and get you again?

Mm-mm.

Well, that's good.

Any reason why?

They promised they'd leave me alone now.

They talk to you?

They put thoughts in my head.

We're going to get you back, Peggy.

You have to be careful.

You have to stay within the village.

You mustn't go beyond the sign.

Why's that?

It used to be further down the road.

It's got closer.

They put two words in my head.

Quantum extraction.

EARTH CRUMBLES

GERALD: She always goes missing. Why is it my responsibility?

Is it my fault her parents died?

Is it my fault she won't talk to me? Or ever do as I tell her?

Well, the last one, Gerald, yes. I think it is.

I beg your pardon?

Would it kill you to say one pleasant thing to her?

What do you think gives you the right

to speak to me like that, Jean?

47 years of pain, Gerald.

Right. That's it, I'm going home.

No. Be quiet. Gerald...

Jean, what has got into you?

Look.

EARTH CRUMBLES

Gerald...

Oh, what's going on?

I don't know, Jean.

But I don't like it.

Let's find those police.

Ah!

How did that get there?

Must be some sort of prank.

Come along, let's return it to the churchyard.

We can't pick it up. Look at it!

Somebody must have carried it here.

It can't be that heavy.

HE SCREAMS

GERALD'S VOICE FADES

SHE SOBS

Gerald...?

Gerald?

Oh!

What is happening here?

SHE SCREAMS

SONIC WHIRS

Oh! Bit rudimentary, but it'll do.

WIND WHISTLES

That's my hallway.

I'm going to need you to keep an eye on this picture.

It's risky, but we've got limited time and choices,

and we're going to need to know where they are. Why risky?

That which holds the image of an Angel can also be an Angel.

It'd take a lot of effort,

but if they really wanted to, they can escape that screen. What?

Ah! See what I mean?

You have to keep your eyes on them.

Doctor, my drawing...

SHE GASPS

Ah! Do not take your eyes off that screen, Jericho.

Claire, keep your eyes on the sketch Angel.

Now...

BOTH GASP

Brilliant, made it worse.

Oh, dear.

Where were we?

I may have to write all this down.

Once this is over, be my guest.

But why are they attacking my house? What do they want?

I think... me.

Why would they want you, Claire?

Because I'm one of them.

Look.

Miss Brown!

This isn't possible.

How long have you been like this?

Um, physically, just tonight.

But I hallucinated I had Angel wings,

and there was dust coming out of my eye.

There's an Angel within me, Doctor, I'm certain of it.

You're a percipient. A seer.

You had a premonition of an Angel in your mind,

and now it's living there.

That which contains the image of an Angel... is an Angel.

It's taken hold.

Oh, my...

But it keeps coming and going.

You're saying that because she had a premonition,

a vision, it's taken psychic root within her?

A real, genuine psychic manifestation?

Eustacius Jericho, proper scientist.

Under siege from the impossible,

doesn't even stop to be scared,

just wants to understand what's beyond his comprehension.

Oh, I've seen many things beyond my comprehension, Doctor.

I was one of the first British soldiers into Belsen

at the end of the war.

If you think a few stone statues

will destroy my equilibrium, you are mistaken.

What do you need me to do?

We need a lot of eyes on a lot of Weeping Angels.

Claire, I need you to look inside your mind.

If there's an Angel in there, I need to get it out.

Will you give me permission to enter your mind? Will it hurt?

I'll be as gentle as I can.

OK.

You're going to place yourself inside Miss Brown's mind?

Yes.

Let me take the readings, please. Permit me to record it.

You're supposed to be observing the Angels!

Well, I can still do that.

The machines will record any activity.

Please. This is unprecedented.

An experiment that goes beyond anything before researched.

There.

Contact.

So you are in here.

Skulking inside a human mind, that's new.

Wait. You're the one who hijacked my TARDIS!

Yes. I brought you here.

How?

If you're here, inside Claire's mind,

the psycho-temporal effort that would have taken is incalculable.

I need your help, Doctor.

A Weeping Angel needs my help? I don't think so.

You won't get anything from me

until you stop terrorising this human.

I had no choice.

You hunted her down and now you're living inside her,

corrupting what she sees,

corrupting who she thinks she is.

This is me serving you notice - I want you out of here. Now.

I did not hunt her down, Doctor.

That was not me, that was another.

What do you mean?

I was already here.

This human is my sanctuary.

I identified her as my hiding place from others of my kind.

So you're saying those Angels in the village

in Jericho's house, they weren't coming to rescue you.

They're coming to capture you. Correct.

A rogue Weeping Angel?

On the run from other Angels, hiding in the mind of a human?

Which would mean the Angel that pursued Claire

that sent her back to the '60s, it wasn't coming for her,

it was tracking you down.

Yes. But why?

They are an Extraction Squad.

For the Division.

NAMACA: See? Everyone's here.

This is where she usually comes.

Leave a gap between you and the next person, or it won't take.

Where who comes?

Oh, we don't get to ask names.

It's what she does that matters.

Here we go.

CROWD CHEER

Thank you all for being here.

How are we hearing her? How does she do that?

I know, right?

Space is disintegrating. Time is corrupting.

I know that you've had to fight to get here.

I promise you, that fight has been worth it.

There is a safe galaxy, unaffected by the Flux.

We've already provided transport for many who have come here.

We can do that again. Today.

CHEERING

Oh, praise the stars!

The non-existent stars.

Here is your transport.

What is that? It's been here before,

but I haven't been able to get close enough

to the transportation field.

Fourth time lucky.

Passenger will activate the transportation field,

and all those within it will be taken to a place of safety

within the unaffected galaxy.

Did she say Passenger?

So what?

Come on.

What are you doing? No.

I've heard of Passenger forms, my last deployment...

This isn't freedom she's offering.

That thing is not your way out.

CROWD GASPS

Get out of the transportation field.

No. No, I've been waiting for this one.

Everybody, get out of the transportation field.

There is no other way off!

Run. Trust me, just run!

I don't want to run!

There's nothing to fear.

You can come next time.

Tell everyone who arrives here...

..they're safe with us.

What did you do?

Why did you stop me? That was my chance.

Passenger forms are not transportation.

They're prisons. Endless prisons.

You're wrong.

No, I'm not. Whatever she is, she is not salvation.

I don't believe you.

I don't believe you...

Puzano is not a sanctuary.

It's a hunting ground.

Come with me. There's room on my ship.

I can get you to another safe haven.

Stay away from me.

A village on the edge of space, have you seen anything like that before?

Nope. So do you think we're on Earth, or in space?

And how do statues do any of this?

And why would they want to? And also... Enough questions, Dan.

I get it! Sorry. Look.

It's closing in. Like they're herding us.

Maybe not that way, then. Other way!

Maybe not that way either.

We've not got many options left, have we?

Back up, keep your eyes on it.

JEAN: Peggy!

Peggy!

There she is.

I want a word with you, missy!

Don't come any closer!

Look, Jean, there's another one of those blessed statues.

Gerald, don't touch it.

I still don't understand how it became light.

Both of you, stay back!

I'll thank you not to tell me what to do.

Mate, listen to her!

Don't go past the statue. Do not put your back to it.

Nobody survives it twice.

Don't go in front of the statue.

If you walk in front of it and we can't see it...

Please don't tell us what to do, it's just a perfectly normal...

How did that...?

Aaaagh!

I'm so sorry, Peggy.

He was never nice to me.

CROWS CAW

We have to keep moving.

I've got a friend.

And she'll sort this.

She'll save us.

She always does.

Peggy, is there anything else that you've seen here?

Anything else that you've discovered?

Because we have to find a way back to 1967.

POUNDING ON DOOR

Don't look at it. Don't look at it.

Oh, what's happening now?

BANGING

Where have they gone?

Do you really think you can protect them?

Who's there?

You are, Jericho.

Listen to yourself, Jericho.

Look away, Jericho.

Look away.

No, thank you.

I see you, Jericho.

You see yourself.

Please stop using my voice - it's a very clever trick,

but most impolite without permission.

So interested in the workings of other minds

because you can't bear to examine your own.

Loveless. Childless.

Hiding in academia...

..for fear of the real world.

Always losing to a better man.

A life of failure.

You don't know me.

We have your house.

We have your attention.

We are on our way.

There is nothing you can do to stop us.

Surrender to the Angels, Jericho.

BANGING CONTINUES

You know you want to.

I have never surrendered,

and I have no intention of starting now.

Ah!

HE PANTS

WOOD SPLINTERS, CRASHING

You stop right there!

You are observed.

And that is my power over you.

For now, Jericho.

But we are patient.

We have time.

We are all around you.

We are everywhere.

What do you know about the Division?

I was Division. As they are. As you were.

No.

But like you, I ran. No, no, no, don't play games with me.

Don't tell me what I did, what I don't remember.

Do you really think I'm going to trust a creature like you

to tell the truth? We're both trapped, Doctor.

We have to trust each other.

So you're telling me

the Division used Weeping Angels as operatives to do its work?

Division uses everything and everyone.

Every species. Every world. Every moment.

They are everywhere, present and unseen.

Division is unstoppable.

Yeah, well, I'm pretty good at stopping the unstoppable.

That's why I brought you here, Doctor.

But I think this may prove too much even for you.

Then you need to get out of this human's body right now.

No. Not yet.

They're here. They know where you are.

Claire can't protect you any more. But you can.

You stop them, and I leave her.

I let her live.

Leave her first.

No.

What makes you so dangerous that they would need so many?

What do you have that they're so scared of?

Knowledge.

What sort of knowledge?

Of everything.

All Division.

All of its history.

Including you.

I hold everything...

..including the memories that were taken from you.

That's why I brought you here, Doctor.

You protect me,

and I can give you what you're looking for.

SMASH!

What happened? Sorry, threw a cup at you.

I needed to shake you out of it.

We're running out of options.

I see what you mean.

How do we get out?

I'm beginning to question

the wisdom of barricading ourselves somewhere with so few exits!

Oh, Professor, do you not read your own floor plans? What?

Assignation tunnel.

Looks like the first owner of this house

was somewhat of a scoundrel. A tunnel, from the basement,

out to a lovers' meeting point.

Don't look away!

Never been more grateful for another man's deceit.

Put the headsets on these front two Angels.

I'll keep an eye on them.

Lickety-split, Jericho.

Through the tunnel, both of you. Now.

Now, reverse the polarity of the neutron flow,

might give you a little quantum headache.

BANGING Ah!

Doctor, are you all right?

Go. I'll keep my eye on the door.

Don't look back. I'll do the looking.

OK. You look forward. Keep going.

What a curious patterning on the wall.

I wonder how long it's been there.

SNARLING

SHE GASPS

Everything all right, Doctor? Yeah. Nothing to worry about.

Oh!

Doctor...

Yeah? I think there are Angels in the walls here.

Course there are, why wouldn't there be?

GROWLING

Doctor...

Angel up ahead, Doctor!

And behind.

All right. Keep your eyes on it, Miss Brown.

Yes, thank you, Professor. Very much not blinking.

If you can get past them, we might just stand a...

..chance.

My history teacher lied about this place.

She said it was a burial site from the Stone Age.

What do you mean?

She said it was excavated in 1901.

But it wasn't - we're in 1901.

And it wasn't there yesterday.

But it was there today.

And then all the people disappeared.

Why is it night over there?

Dunno. But maybe stay this side of it for now, eh?

Yeah.

Mrs Hayward!

Stop, Peggy. Don't come any closer.

I remember this.

I remember the strange old woman.

And I remember all that followed.

I don't understand.

You're in 1901.

I'm sorry.

But you don't get back to 1967 for a long time.

Because I'm you, Peggy.

In 66 years' time.

I remember the next bit very vaguely.

We came to show them the burial site, and we were right.

It's not a burial site.

But it is made of stone.

Just like they are.

I think it's how they got here.

They told me later why they left me,

why they left all of you,

when they could have killed us all.

It's because they're cruel.

And they like to leave a few rare witnesses to tell the story.

Witnesses to what?

BOTH PEGGYS: Quantum Extraction.

Great, cos what I really need now is a flickering torch.

Oh.

Whoa!

SONIC WHIRS

Oh.

Oh, no, you don't. Keep back - now.

The exit's the other side of the Angel.

It's narrow, but we can get through

if one of us keeps eyes on the Angel at all times, Professor.

Good, yes. GROUND SHAKES

Are they doing that deliberately?

Yes. Trying to get you to blink or sneeze.

Can't sneeze with your eyes open.

All right, Miss Brown, if you would care to go first,

I will stay here and keep my eyes on this Angel.

Always the gentleman, Professor.

I'm not blinking!

I'm through.

Jericho. Yes?

When I say run, run.

You go left, I'll go right,

and these Angels will be left staring at each other.

If you say so.

Run.

Argh!

Professor!

Peggy!

Oh, you're all right!

Mrs Hayward?

You appear to be...

..at night?

Sorry, who are you?

Mate, it's a long story.

Unfortunately, you've got enough time to hear it.

GROUND RUMBLES

Something's happening with the stones.

Yes, it is.

I need to get back,

I've left someone in the most terrible trouble.

That's gonna be a bit harder than you think.

Everyone, get away from the stones.

So here I am, ready to go out.

But I can't without turning my back.

But I'm quick.

OK.

Race ya.

You're not attacking.

I turned my back. I wasn't observing you.

Why am I still here?

What are you waiting for?

Claire, good news is we made it through,

the more worrying news is that I think they let me go,

and I don't know... why.

Doctor!

My Angel says go to your friends. It'll wait.

They'll all wait.

It says...

..they're enjoying watching you work it out.

What's going on? Doctor, it's been communicating with them.

I can sense it.

I don't know what it's said to them, but...

Claire, don't worry. Stay there.

Don't come any closer!

We're stuck in 1901.

We're what?

Maybe we should have broken that to you a little bit more gently.

We can't cross the line.

At the edge of the village, it's just stars.

It's like we're marooned in space and it's creeping in on us.

All right. Anything else?

Yeah.

What does quantum extraction mean?

Of course.

They've taken the village out of time.

Out of space.

To isolate.

To extract the target.

What target?

All right. You've got what you came for.

I want you to take your rogue Angel out of Claire without harming her

and put this village, these people,

safely back into their lives.

Come on, rogue Angel.

Tell them to do that,

and I'll negotiate a deal between them and you.

Well?

No.

What?

My Angel is saying no.

It says...

..it's made a better trade.

That they've agreed not to take it.

Because they'll take you instead.

This was its plan all along.

It hid in you, a human, to attract me.

Because the only thing Division wants more than my Angel...

..is you.

You are recalled...

..to Division.

No!

Hey.

Have you seen this person?

Yeah.

You're kidding?

Where is she?

She left. When? Where did she go?

I don't know.

It was a while ago.

Time's... cronky, you know?

Listen.

I saw her do something before she left.

It's a bit of a walk from here, but if you've got time...

It's just... up there.

No way.

Thank you.

I think... maybe she saved my life.

If you see her, tell her...

..thank you.

What time do you call this, huh?

There's not much duration in these, so I'll be quick.

Only one chance at recording, too.

High stakes.

OK, so I was here. That's obvious.

But I've had to go and help some people.

There's a creature with a Passenger form.

They're abducting people.

And you know me, I've never been a fan of the old abductions.

I don't know where it'll lead me.

I've got a Lupari ship, and I'll keep the transponder blaring.

Hurry up, Inston-Vee Vinder.

Oh, and um... I love you.

I really love you.

I love you too.

Oh, coordinates.

So I'm heading to... oh, no, no, no, don't run out -

No!

HE LAUGHS SOFTLY

I'm on my way.

It's very odd.

Pattern optimisation in progress.

We've been in this decade for three years now.

Do you think we'll ever get back?

Karvanista to Lupari fleet.

Earth shield is now breachable.

How you expect to protect this pitiful race, I do not know.

Can you feel the Timeforce growing?

It's working.

Just as we planned.