“And now all is quiet aside from the grind of the engines. The TARDIS has never seemed so big and empty. The Doctor steadies himself against the desk as the loss of Amy crashes into him like a wave. A sob is getting through. He looks so old, so sad and so alone.”
Steven Moffat reads aloud stage direction from the end of The God Complex
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