DOCTOR: One day, I shall come back — yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties. Just go forward in all your beliefs, and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine. Goodbye, Susan, goodbye, my dear.

DOCTOR: What you need is a jolly good smacked bottom!

LARRY: Phil? Phil, it’s Larry. Your brother Larry. Think, Phil! Remember me!

PHIL: You are both runaways.

LARRY: Angela. Your wife, Angela! I’ll take you to her.

PHIL: You must both be punished.

IAN: It’s no good, Larry.

LARRY: No, no! No, Ian!

IAN: Come on!

LARRY: Ian, get clear. Run while you’ve got the chance! Run, Ian. Run.

(Larry throttles Phil while Phil shoots Larry)

LARRY: Run, Ian, run.

PHIL: Larry.

(They die, and the alarm goes off)