Is there a problem? The Doctor, my, my Doctor

Of course I understand. I mean, do you call this a war? This funny little thing?

He's always talking about the day he did it. The day he wiped out the Time Lords to stop

the war. Did you ever count?

Count what? How many children there were on Gallifrey

that day. This is not a war! I fought in a bigger war

than you will ever know. I did worse things than you could ever imagine. And when I close my eyes...

I have absolutely no idea.

I hear more screams than anyone could ever be able to count!

One would. You wouldn't. Because you haven't done it

yet. It's still in your future. You're very sure of yourself.

He regrets it. I see it in his eyes every day. He'd do anything to change it.

You never once counted? Tell me, what would be the point?

Two point four seven billion. You did count!

How many worlds has his regret saved, do you think?

Why did you send me away? (Don't you dare! No, no!)

Because if I hadn't, I'd have buried you a long time ago.

No, you wouldn't. I would never have let you get stuck here.

Ha! Everyone gets stuck somewhere eventually, Clara. Everything ends.

Everything ends. No, not everything. Not love.

Except you. You've been asking a question, and it's time

someone told you you've been getting it wrong. His name...

(You told me the name you chose was a promise) Because love, it's not an emotion. Love is

a promise. ...his name is the Doctor. All the name he

needs. Everything you need to know about him. And if you love him, and you should, help

him. Help him. (You told me the name you chose was a promise)

(What was the promise?) Never cruel or cowardly.

Basic stuff first. Never be cruel, never be cowardly

...and if you ever are, always make amends. Never give up, never give in.

Remember, hate is always foolish. and love is always wise.

Winning? Is that what you think it's about? I'm not trying to win. I'm not doing this

because I want to beat someone, or because I hate someone, or because, because I want

to blame someone. It's not because it's fun and God knows it's not because it's easy.

It's not even because it works, because it hardly ever does. I do what I do, because

it's right! Because it's decent!

And above all, it's kind. Be kind.

Just kind. Saved the world, then?

Yeah. That's what we do.

(What would you die for?) She died for who she was and who she loved.

Who I am is where I stand.Where I stand... /She fell where she stood. It was sad..../

...is where I fall. /...and it was beautiful/

Everybody just stopped. Everyone was just kind.

You've saved him. Both of them. Never hurts, a couple fewer

dead people on the battlefield. But why him? What's so important about one

Captain? Everybody's important to somebody, somewhere.

So that's what it means to be a doctor of war.

You were right, you know. Perhaps there's just some bloke, wandering

around, putting everything right when it goes wrong.

Well, that would be a nice story, wouldn't it?

That would be the best. But the real world is not a fairy tale.

The universe generally fails to be a fairy tale. But that's where we come in.

You're amazing, Doctor. Never forget that. Never, ever.

And do you know what you do with all that pain? Shall I tell you where you put it? You

hold it tight till it burns your hand, and you say this. No one else will ever have to

live like this. No one else will have to feel this pain. Not on my watch!

Pain is a gift. Without the capacity for pain, we can't feel the hurt we inflict.

I don't understand how you could just forgive me.

Because I've been where you have. There was another box. I was going to press another button

These are the people you're going to burn?

- There isn't anything we can do. - He's right.

I was going to wipe out all of my own kind, man, woman and child. I was so sure I was right

There isn't another way. There never was.

Either I destroy my own people or let the universe burn.

What happened? The same thing that happened to you.

Look at you. The three of you. The warrior, the hero, and you.

And what am I? Have you really forgotten?

Yes. Maybe, yes. People like us, we go on too long. We forget

what matters. Doctor, don't travel alone.

Travel with me, then. Whenever and wherever you want.

The last thing we need is each other. We need the mayflies. See, the mayflies, they know

more than we do. They know how beautiful and precious life is because it's fleeting.

/Just someone. Please/ Why did I choose this face?

/Not the whole town. Just save someone/ It's like I'm trying to tell myself something.

Like I'm trying to make a point. But what is so important that I can't just tell myself

what I'm thinking? But not all the time. One psychopath per Tardis,

don't you think? Then what do I do?

What you've always done. Be a doctor. I let Clara Oswald get inside my head. Trust

me. She doesn't leave. Obviously.

So she's going to poke around inside Clara's mind, looking for answers.

The mind of Clara Oswald. She may never find her way out.

I don't think I've ever seen you smile before. A life this long, do you understand what it

is? It's a battlefield, like this one... /A Christmas feast in celebration/

...and it's empty. /Аnd in memory of those we have lost/

Because everyone else has fallen. Tell me one thing. All those facts and figures

I saw of the Doctor's life, you were never alone. All those bright and shining companions.

But not any more? No.

Might I ask why not? They leave.

Raggedy man, goodbye! I suppose in the end...

...they break my heart. You know he has to die at his allotted point

in time and space to correct the error. I'm so tired of losing people.

How about we just don't? Why don't we just fly away somewhere?

Oh, that'd be great, wouldn't it? Doctor? Travelling with you made me feel really special.

The Doctor showed me a better way of living

your life. Thank you for that. Thank you for making me feel special.

Thank you for exactly the same.