DOCTOR: You see, women... they're not exactly my area. Apart from Tegan, and Nyssa. But they were friends, I was responsible for them -- that wasn't the same.

TURLOUGH: Good friends.

DOCTOR: Then there was Sarah-Jane, of course, and Jo. And Romana, both of her. Zoe and Victoria, Dodo and Vicki, and.. Barbara.

TURLOUGH: And Susan?

DOCTOR: Ah, well of course, she was my granddaughter. Sometimes I feel very old.

ILEANA: It's alright, Victor. Don't fret. We'll soon be home. What about your favourite story? The one with the old wolf woman in the forest. And one day an old, old wolf with icicles in his fur came to her. His name was Winter and he begged her to hide him, for a young wolf called Spring was driving him out of the wood. So she took him into her den and hid him . All year long, her den was cold as ice, and snow piled up on the inside of her door. But she put on her coat and kept him safe. Just like I keep you safe, dearest Victor.

DOCTOR: That story. The one about the wolf woman and the winter. How did it end?

ILEANA: The winter wolf died. But the woman had a cub. And when the year grew old, he left her snowy home and drove away the aged brown wolf of summer.

DOCTOR: And so it goes in endless turns.

ILEANA: Year after year. Without Him. Goodbye, Doctor.