Jabe: (as the Doctor scans a door entry keypad) What about your ancestry, Doctor? Perhaps you could tell a story or two. Perhaps a man only enjoys trouble when there's… nothing else left. I scanned you earlier. The metal machine had trouble identifying your species. Refused to admit your existence. And even when it named you, I couldn't believe it. But it was right. I know where you're from. Forgive me for intruding it's remarkable that you even exist. I just want to say… how sorry I am.
(She lays a hand on his arm. The Doctor, with tears in his eyes, looks at her and covers her hand with his)