 This can't be where she lives. We saw her walk in. Yes, unless she lived here, she'd smell like an unbathed horse. Have you sniffed her, then? Indra's about him as his outfit. Of their grandfather? He is somewhere. How do I know you're not an imposter? Don't be daft, girl. I was looking for the young girl. I suggest you both get out of here before I give you both smacked bottoms. No, you see, we're teachers from Coal Hill School. One of our pupils, Susan Foreman, came into this yard. Really? In here? Are you mad? Yes, sir. We are quite sorry. A junkyard in the middle of nowhere? Stop asking silly questions. Yes, we are sure. Well, don't get shabby with me, young lady. Now tell me why you're following her. We heard a voice call out to you. It doesn't answer my question, but your hearing must be quite acute to be hearing voices such as that. I certainly couldn't hear anything. Grandfather! So that isn't wind, cunt! I've got this. I'm going back to Gallifrey. I have much smarter ancestors there.