HENDERSON: Hello! How are you feeling?

DOCTOR: Shoes.

HENDERSON: I beg your pardon?

DOCTOR: Shoes.

NURSE: They seem to be worrying him, sir. I think he believes they've been stolen.

HENDERSON: Well, if he wants them, he might as well. Where are they, nurse?

NURSE: In his locker.

(Henderson takes a pair of black shiny shoes from the bedside locker.)

HENDERSON: Ah! Are these what you're looking for?

(The Doctor grabs them and rolls over, clutching the shoes to his chest.)