The Doctor: Ah! Now. Sorry. There you are. So, where were we? I was summoned, wasn’t I. An Ood in the snow, calling to me. Well, I didn’t exactly come straight here; had a bit of fun y’know: traveled about, did this and that, got into trouble, you know me. It was brilliant! I saw the phosphorous carousel of the great Mingelinga Stat, saved a planet from the red carnivorous mor, named a galaxy Alison. Got married! That was a mistake. Good Queen Bess. And let me tell you, her nickname is no longer… mmm. Anyway, what do you want?
Ood Sigma: You should not have delayed.
The Doctor: Last time I was here you said my song would be ending soon, and I’m in no hurry for that.
Ood Sigma: You will come with me.
The Doctor: Hold on, better lock the TARDIS.
The Doctor: See? Like a car. I l-locked it like a car. That’s… funny. No? Little bit? *pbbbt* Blimey, try to make an Ood laugh.
The Doctor: So how old are you now, Ood Sigma? Ah. Magnificent! Oh come on, that is. Splendid. You’ve achieved all this in how long?
Ood Sigma: One hundred years.
The Doctor: Then we’ve got a problem. Because all of this is way too fast. Not just the city, I mean your ability to call me. Reaching all the way back to the 21st century. Something’s accelerating your species way beyond normal.
Ood Sigma: And the mind of the Ood is troubled.
The Doctor: Why? What’s happened?
Ood Sigma: Every night, Doctor. Every night we have bad dreams.
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