CLARA: No. Why would you even do that? I was dead! I was dead and gone. Why? Why would you even do that to yourself?

DOCTOR: I had a duty of care.

DOCTOR: It doesn't matter what the Hybrid is. It only matters that I convinced them that I knew. Otherwise they'd have kicked me out, I'd have had nothing left to bargain with.

CLARA: What were you bargaining for?

DOCTOR: What do you think? You. I had to find a way to save you.

CLARA: Doctor, you are not the only person who ever lost someone. It's the story of everybody. Get over it. Beat it. Break free. 

(Her hand touches his cheek.)

CLARA: Doctor, it's time. Get up, off your arse, and win!

LILY: Doctor... Pity… me!

DOCTOR: Fear me.

LILY: What?

DOCTOR: Tell this to your gods. When they punish you. When they stretch you on the neutron rack. I’m still here.

LILY: But you? You’re one little man!

DOCTOR: I am not a man! Not a human being! I am a complex space-time event! I am Lord President of Gallifrey. The Traveller from Beyond Time. I am the Sandman. The Oncoming Storm. I am the Ka Faraq Gatri. Destroyer of Worlds. And sometimes… Only sometimes… I am your worst nightmare. I am the Doctor. And I take care of my friends.

LUCIE: (transmitter) ... Don't know. Maybe I'll just give you this Interocitor gizmo thing and you can play back this message, and then you'll look all pompous and say something like, "well, what if I don't want you to travel with me any more, Lucie Miller?" And I'll give you a kick in the shins and you'll say, "Ow, that hurt," and I'll say "I'll take that as a yes then, shall I?" (Laugh.) Yeah. Maybe that's how it'll go. That's what I'd like, Doctor. That's what I really like.

(Rewinding.)

LUCIE: (transmitter) ... play back this message, and then you'll look all pompous and say something like, "well, what if I don't want you to travel with me anymore, Lucie Miller?" And I'll...

(Rewinding.)

LUCIE: (transmitter) ... then you'll look all pompous and say something like...

THE DOCTOR: Well, what if I don't want you to travel with me any more, Lucie Miller?

(Fast forward.)

LUCIE: (transmitter) I'll give you a kick in the shins and you'll say...

THE DOCTOR: Ow, that hurt.

(Fast forward.)

LUCIE: (transmitter) ... and I'll say "I'll take that as a yes then, shall I?" (Laugh.) Yeah. Maybe that's how it'll go. That's what I'd like, Doctor. That's what I really like.

DOCTOR: Oh yes, I’ve got last words! Several billion last words, in fact! It’s high time, Nobody No-one, that you heard exactly what kind of a man I am…

CHARLEY: Come on. Take my hand.

DOCTOR: But we can see now. We don’t need to hold on to each other.

CHARLEY: I know. Take my hand anyway.