NARVIN: And as for my beloved Leela...

(Narvin chuckles)

NARVIN: Beloved. Don't let her hear that, Narvin.

They always found one another, didn't they? Romana, and Narvin, and Leela; always together in some combination. An enclave of familiarity against the vastness of time.

NARVIN: Never change, Leela. You are the one rock in this whole turbulent universe.

LEELA: Thank you, I think.

NEANDER: A friend of yours, Leela?

LEELA: Yes, this is Narvin, my... Narvin.

RASSILON: I am Lord President of Gallifrey and you are a traitor. You - your life is forfeit. You are mine. By our laws, remember, I am free to do with you as I see fit. And I have decided that you will fight for Gallifrey. Just as you promised your late mistress you would.

LEELA: I would fight for her. I will not fight for you; not your Gallifrey.

LEELA: And where does the mighty Lord Rassilon demand his audience?

VEKLIN: Where do you think? The War Room.

GOLD DALEK COMMANDER: The Daleks have come for your archive.

CHIEF ARCHIVIST: Do you wish to apply for a membership card?

GOLD DALEK COMMANDER: You will surrender the archive to me.

RAYO: You could always help me feed the chickens if you like

NARVIN: Feed… chickens…? Right! Yes, of course. Happy to. Um… what am I meant to do exactly?

RAYO: Here, take a handful of seed. That’s it. now just scatter it in front of the coops. They’ll come to you

NARVIN: Right. (clears throat) Here, chicky chicky chicky!

RAYO: What are you doing?

NARVIN: Feeding them?

RAYO: Yeah, but… that noise you just made? What was that?

NARVIN: I thought that… perhaps… the chickens would like it?

ROMANA: Kill every last person and Unity becomes just another dead rock. Like all the other dead rocks you've left in your wake.

DALEK: Negative. Unity is more than other worlds.

ROMANA: You mean it's your fuel source. And who's going to mine that fuel? There's a war on. You don't have Daleks to spare.

DALEK: We will spare enough lives to keep the mines in operation.

ROMANA: And who will shuttle the miners back and forth to the mines? Who will cook their meals? Who will look after their children? Who will sweep the streets, and wash the laundry, and fix the plumbing? Who will live?

DALEK: That is not our concern.

ROMANA: No, I thought not, somehow.

DALEK: Provide us with the location of your associates.

ROMANA: We've been here before though, and I will never betray those I love. Not ever. So what are you going to do about it?

DALEK: Exterminate.

VEEGA: Be careful, Leela.

LEELA: I shall.

VEEGA: You’ve been so good to us over the years.

LEELA: And you have been good to me. I will see you when we return.

VEEGA: Goodbye, Leela.

DOCTOR: You know, I'm a little worried about the amount of anger you seem to feel.

NARVIN: You should be!

DOCTOR: Oh not for my sake, for yours, it can't be healthy.

NARVIN: Look at the whiteboard! Was that you who wrote that?

DOCTOR: Oh, that, yes, sorry... I noticed you'd made a couple of mistakes, sorry, I was trying to be helpful. You see, if x is defined as—

NARVIN: Helpful? I spent hours working through those equations.

DOCTOR: Probably why you got them wrong, I'm sure you were tired.

NARVIN: They weren't wrong! And what's that? Bottom left.

DOCTOR: Oh, that's just a risotto recipe that occurred to me while I was correcting your maths. I jotted it down so I

didn't forget it. Then I forgot it, sorry. Do you have a spare piece of paper? I could just copy it down.

NARVIN: I can't be the only person with a functioning brain in the building surely? Do these idiots not understand basic science?

NARVIN: And this is a heating module from the forthcoming CalAir GrillMaster Deluxe, re-engineered as a handgun. So don't follow me or I'll be forced to cook you

NARVIN: Well, yes, I suppose that was quite good.

DOCTOR: Narvin, I do believe you're blushing.

NARVIN: I can assure I'm not.

NARVIN: Look at the state of this place! Just look. You! Cleaner! Get in here! Do you have any idea what this lab is? The importance of the work I do here? My research is vital to the success of this company! If you've ever used a Caltron Air Oven – and who hasn't? – you've got me to thank! I designed the timing chip on the last five models! So next time you heat up whatever turgid ready meal people like you live off, remember that. And while you're remembering that, make a mental note to be as good at your job as I am at mine. Look at the state of this place! It's filthy! How am I supposed to do good work in here?

ROMANA: Oh, I do love the spring. All the leaves, the colours.

DOCTOR: It's October.

ROMANA: I thought that you said we were coming here for May week.

DOCTOR: I did. May week's in June.

ROMANA: I'm confused.

DOCTOR: So was the TARDIS.

ROMANA: Oh, I do love the autumn. All the leaves, the colours.

SHIP: Dead men do not require oxygen.

NARVIN: And that, dear, sweet Leela, is how I first met your friend, the Doctor.

NARVIN: Now, as a member of the CIA, I am not particularly trained in negotiation. Or physical fracas. Or, frankly, deep philosophical discussions about the merits of temporal and causal reality and its effects on the Web of Time. What I am reasonably well trained in is being straightforward, blunt, and using the fastest solution. So, I took out my stasor and shot Riyan Tarth down.

DOCTOR: Adric, meet a useless Time Lord. Useless Time Lord, meet Adric.

NARVIN: And that's another reason I'm glad I met you when I did. Because you've made me so much better over these past few years. The Narvin of today would never use the Oubliette, it's an abhorrence. A device of pure evil. But I needed you to show me how to be a better Time Lord. A better Gallifreyan. A better me. So, thank you.

NARVIN: Clever Doctor. I also wanted, at that moment, to punch him on the nose, which wasn't something I recall ever thinking about anyone in my life before. Clearly, he brought that out in people.

NARVIN: Are you awake? You took quite a knock on the head up there. Well, I can still feel your pulse, that's something. I don't know if you can hear me, but we're going to be fine. You're going to be fine. I've sent a communication back to the Capitol. They'll have a skimmer here soon. Can you manage a smile? You do have the most devastating smile, you know. But don't let anyone know I said that. Including you, it seems. Stay with me, Leela.