GOLD USHER: Is there anyone here to contest the candidate's right to the Sash of Rassilon?

(Silence. He strikes the floor once.)

GOLD USHER: Is there anyone here to contest the candidate's right to the Rod of Rassilon?

(Silence. He strikes the floor once.)

GOLD USHER: Is there anyone here to contest the candidate's right to the Great Key of Rassilon?

(Silence. He strikes the floor once.)

GOLD USHER: By custom, with wisdom, and for honour, I shall strike three times. Should no voice be heard by the third stroke, I will, duty-bound, invest the candidate as President of the Supreme Council of the Time Lords of Gallifrey.