 It won't be this trite, I was insured a position. By who? So you don't like it? Fine, I mean we've chatted, we share worries. No offence. None taken. But we are friends. And I hope you're spared. Here come the ghosts. Taking one step into a new land and saying DC's mine now is not how you claim land sir. Tell that to the British. Oh yeah, because the British Empire is still on top form, innit? We have a legion of thousands of Cybermen ready to set upon Doctor Road. Cybermen have a concept of banter. I'm so sorry about him. I'm sure you can see now why I wanted him, you know, murdered. All humans will be taken for upgrading. Resistance will not be tolerated. All except for me, of course. I will repeat. All humans will be taken for upgrading. Resistance will not be tolerated. But there must be some confusion. This wasn't the agreement here. The Cybermen made no such a... And the metal feet. Speak to your master. He'll tell you. We answer to no one. You answer to... Be fine. You were insured. Remember, you buckle that finger any faster. If we do it now, the road stays plunged in darkness. We have to time it right. I watch you knock. It was never the best spin-off. Point me in the direction of the door. It's time I told you the story of one hell of a bird. Yeah, straight ahead. I was expecting more.