“Well this is a turn up, isn't it, Doctor Who?"
"Confidential?" said Doctor Who, turning around.
"Bet you never saw this coming."
"Confidential, what the hell?"
Confidential spread his coat to reveal a bomb underneath. "What, would you like me... to make him say... next?"
Doctor Who began to advance towards him.
"Gottle o gear, gottle o gear..."
"Shut up." said Doctor Who.
"Nice touch, the pool, where little Rory Williams died... I stopped him, I can stop Confidential too. Stop his heart.