(DOCTOR WHO THEME)
And who would do such a thing, even if it were possible?
Somebody who wants my head.
Such as...the Valeyard.
(LAUGHING)
Doctor.
If you were not already facing the most serious charges,
such an accusation levelled at a senior prosecutor
would bring you into contempt.
-There's nobody to try any more. -Come along, both of you.
(GROANS)
Oh, what an unpleasant journey.
(VALEYARD LAUGHING)
Isn't there anything we can do to help?
Remain calm. Concentrate your thoughts.
Prepare for the worst.
Hmm! Sounds a bit gloomy.
You have any other suggestions, my dear Keeper?
Assuming I accept what you say about the evidence against the Doctor,
how much of it had been contrived?
I think I'd lay a shade of odds on the Valeyard,
though the possibility of their mutual destruction must exist.
That would be perfect.
You're despicable.
So many compliments. May I say, you're a charming child!
You beast.
INQUISITOR: Be quiet, girl.
The Tardis is over there.
Oh, doesn't it fill you with admiration, Mel, eh?
Such craftsmanship, pride!
You're elevating futility to a high art.
No. It's too late!