Who are you?
Just a friend passing through.
-Who are you? -Oh, I'm just a passerby
Just exactly who are you? Oh? I'm just sorta passing by
Don't trust him
There's a sliver of ice in his heart.
If the Doctor's making house calls
Then God help you
The only story you'll ever tell
if you survive him
siding with the doctor
is a very dangerous thing to do
Do you want to help me?
Or you wanna stand here stamping your foot? Because let me tell you something I'm
2,000 years old
And I have never had the time
for the luxury of outrage
Save him.
You're a doctor. That's what you do
You save people.
Help her.
Everything has its time and everything dies
Then what is the point of you?
Why is it up to you to save us?
That's quite a god complex you have there
Well I get that someone has to do something, but why is it you?
You can never resist a mystery
But your world is steeped in terror and death
It's weird– being with you I can't tell what's right and what's wrong anymore
Playing with so many people's lives
You might as well be a god
And he believed you.
You made me trust you and when it mattered, you let me down.
And now he's dead.
–You abandoned me.
–Did I?
–Busy life, move on.
–And you're okay with that?
You must have been like God
You got one warning because if you don't call this off, I'll have to stop you
Like I said,
One warning.
No second chances, I'm that sort of a man.
Just look at yourselves. Look at what you've done.
Who are you, to judge me?
All those stories you've heard about him, they're not stories, they're true.
I promised you the equivalent of an army.
This is the Doctor.
He's not a warrior.
Get off my planet.
The man who abhors violence, never carrying a gun
-He's unarmed!
–...You are, unarmed?
Always.
You are unharmed.
No guns, no marks, no fight in you
That you are powerless
–Is that my gun? –Oh, no no. I don't like guns.
I never would.
Please, don't worry.
Isn't there a solution that doesn't involve bombing everyone?
But I can't.
Killing. After a while it infects you. Once it does you're never rid of it.
Hard to believe it's the same man that let an entire race turn to cinders and ash
But you have no weapons
And doesn't that scare you to death?
Are you so dangerous, little man?
You want to know how dangerous I am?
Exterminate.
The final act of your life is murder
You wouldn't.
Exterminate.
I genuinely don't know.
Why do they hate you?
They've seen you.
How scared must you be
I've fallen
And seal every one of you're own kind inside a tank
You make them so afraid
Fear...
Pure unadulterated dread
They hate you so much.
We have grown stronger in fear of you
That's why you're so dangerous
You have gone too far
I've barely started.
–Oh this is so you isn't it? –What?
I died in this room screaming your name
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry, but Rory-
No! This is your fault!
Really though Doctor, tell me who are you?
You know what they call me in the ancient legends of the Dalek homeworld?
The Oncoming Storm
The Predator is the Daleks' word for you
Me?
The Doctor lives his life in darker hues day upon day, and he will have other names before the end
The Storm. The Beast. The Valeyard.
But I don't think I know who you are anymore.
I'm not even sure who that is anymore.
Don't you think I've done enough?
Not my problem
You never give up
–You're giving up? You never do that! –Yeah, and don't you sometimes wish I did?
Nobody human has anything to say to me today!
Don't play games with me
That's enough!
Because this is what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna rescue her
And one wacking great kick up the backside for the Silence!
Run!
And there he is. The voice of god.
Doctor!
All the people died because of my mercy
I can feel them
No time for outrage? Never had time for anything else, right?
Tell me who you are
This is who I am right here, right now.
All that counts is here and now and this is me!
The Doctor's soul is revealed
See him, see the heart of him
I see hatred
Are you ready? To be a god?
But look at what you've become
How far you've come. That's me. That's who I am.
I have shown you yourself.
I don't think you want to become that man.
Victory is yours
But it does not please you
You looked inside me and you saw hatred
That's not victory