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I don't know what's happening but I had nothing to do with it.
1941. Right now, not very far from here
Just one day, maybe, I'm going to meet somebody who gets the whole
By balloons.
- Talk to the Doctor first. - Why?
What's the plan, then?
# For nobody else
- Hello. - Hello.
- To what? - Fair point.
Oh, Nancy.
Don't you eat?
# Gave me the thrill
Too early to say. I'm taking it out for a spin.
Keep your voice down, will you? It's an air raid.
- So that's what you do, is it, Nancy? - What is?
By everyone else's standards, red's camp.
- You're homeless, right? Living rough? - Why do you want to know that?
That's what I am, I'm a con man. Thought you were Time Agents.
Don't you RAF boys use them for target practice?
Arrest you for starving?
Only what it's done.
- Okay, we're standing in midair... - Uh-huh.
Mummy. Mummy.
- You'd never get through. - Try me.
Mummy.
- I can spot a Time Agent a mile away. - A Time Agent?
- What? - Nothing.
Excellent bottom.
Country after country, falling like dominoes. Nothing can stop it, nothing.
- Have you examined any of them yet? - No.
- Who was the last one in? - Him.
Balloon.
Because then maybe you won't want to get inside.