PIETRO: A hundred years of waiting. I can't imagine it.

DOCTOR: It isn't that long.

CHARLEY: Oh, here we go. The mysterious Doctor holds forth again about the nature of Time. Get

punting, Doctor.

DOCTOR: It, it, it isn't that long, really, a hundred years of solitude.

CHARLEY: Well, it would be for me. It would be for anyone if they had to wait that long for someone

to return. I hope you'd never abandon me like that, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Abandon you? No, and I wouldn't lose you in a game of cards either. Of course not. You're

my best friend.