You are doomed, Doctor. Doomed! You are piloting your TARDIS into a deadly trap, and even you will not suspect until it’s far too late.
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-You get the door, John. – Right! -Yeah, here, give it to me! -Twenty-two! -What the hell do you think you’re doing? Pinching my bottom