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- The Flux.
- What's the Flux?

This is Serving Commander
Inston-Vee-Vinder
leaving his post.

We're coming, Vinder.

Me and your beautiful
as yet unborn child.

- I'm Claire.
- Have we met?

Not yet, but we will.

In the past.

We're in the heart
of the Timestorm.

Time is
playing games with you all.

How did you get in here?

Doctor!

The Angel has the TARDIS.

Can you tell me today's date,
please?

November 21st.

And the year?

1967.

There it goes again.

Can you state your name,
please?

Claire Brown.

Peggy?

Peggy!

Ridiculous child.

Peggy!

And your date of birth?

- You know this already.
- Ah!

Control questions only.

Date of birth.

13th of May, 1985.

Beg pardon?

- Peggy!
- Peggy?

Peggy!

I said, 13th of May, 1935.

Oh, apologies.

Word of advice, Miss Brown.

Never get old.

Not even slightly.

Thank goodness for
mechanical recordings.

There it goes again.

Twice! For no reason.

It is empirically factually,
November the 21st, 1967.

And you clearly know
your own birthday!

And yet, the machine
would suggest you believe
neither statement.

Problematic when you need
a control reference.

- A baseline.
- Precisely.

Yes.

I forgot you're very with it.

It's happening.

The percipient exhibits
immediate and extreme
physical distress.

Almost if she's physically
experiencing the event
she describes.

Theta waves suggest
a sleep state,

yet, she remains
extraordinarily alert.

Mydriasis of the pupils and
yet no discernible trigger.

Help me.

Yes, of course, my dear,
all in good time.

There
is no time, not any more.

The end begins again now.

And there will be no escape.

Not this time.

Not for her, not for them,
not for you.

The Angel has the TARDIS.

The Angel has the controls.

We have to get out of here.

Both of you, keep your eyes
on the Angel, don't blink.

if you blink it could attack,

and displace us all in Time,

incredibly dangerous
in a moving TARDIS.

- How long for?
- Until I say.

I've got really dry eyes.

What are they?

Two things that should never
be put together.

Or three things,
if you include me.

You're gonna put them
together, aren't you?

Yep, reboot the TARDIS

dimensional compression should
eject quantum lifeforms.

But the TARDIS is broken
and Time's out of sync,

so how can you be sure
it's gonna work?

It does have
an element of risk.

How big an element?

Yeah, pretty big.
The only element really.

See, it's cottoned on,
not a happy bunny.

Now, when I say blink, blink.

You said, don't blink!

I'm updating the advice!

We need it
to come close as possible.

Blink!

It worked.

Of course it worked.

The only problem is
it will take a very long time
for the TARDIS

to reboot
to operational status again.

And the other only problem is,

we don't know where we are
or even if we are.

And the third only problem is,

even if we are somewhere,

what if it's where
the Angel wanted us to be
in the first place

when it hijacked the TARDIS.

At least we're alive.
Thanks for that.

You're welcome.

Shall we have a nosey outside?

Hello?

- Hello?

Yes?

Jiminy Christmas!

Gerald, language!

Were you in there
all the time?

Rapid response unit.
How can we help?

Uh-huh... Coastal.

Devon, say 19...

...49.

Madam, what you're doing?

It's 1967,
as you must well know.

You've had that coat
a while, then.

Wait, why were you
calling the police?

Hot, hot, hot...

hot, hot.

What is coming
from over there?

Uh, my colleagues
will assist you.

Assist them, while I--

Don't wander off.

Says she, wandering off.

Are you in charge?

It's a very flat
team structure.

Tell us everything.

We're missing a little girl.

Ten years old,
very responsible.

Most unlike her to go off.

Name of Peggy.

Mrs. Hayward,

Mrs. Hayward,

I know this was you.

I know every house has
received one today.

You're deliberately
scaring people.

And you're deliberately
ignoring me.

Have you counted the stones?

I don't subscribe
to superstitious folklore.

I know there are exactly
92 gravestones here.

Count them.

And if there are more, maybe
you'll do what I told you.

- Peggy?
- Peggy?

Peggy?

It's happening again.

Here you are.

Tea, with honey
from my own bees.

Nature's own shock remedy.

Thank you.

What did I say?

Uh, I got it all recorded.
It was a little alarming.

Not as alarming as
the readings that have
set my sonic off.

Who are you?

You can call me the Doctor.

The Institute
of Psychic Investigation?

Looks like it. Interesting.

How did you get in here?

- Your door was open.
- It most certainly was not.

Well, it was once I opened it.

But let's not get bogged down
in the order of things.

Not when we could get onto
whatever experiments

- you're doing down here, Mr...
- Professor Jericho.

Eustacius Jericho.

- Eustacius?
- Yes.

Oh! Wish I had that that
in Scrabble,

33 on a triple-word score!

Ah. Wouldn't be allowed,
though, proper noun.

Not unless you play
George Eliot's rules,
she allows him.

Nice to meet you,
Professor Eustatius Jericho.

Nice house, too.

With apologies
to your subjects--

Oh!

Hello. Again.

Oh.

- Ah!

I thought it was
the experiments the sonic
was reacting to.

But it's actually you.

Claire. Right?

How are you here?

I'm feeling sick again,
Professor.

Please! You are disrupting
my percipient.

Madam, explain yourself.
You break into my house.

You disrupt my experiment.

Where did you get this?

Miss Brown sketches, what
she calls her premonitions.

What are you doing?

Trying to keep you safe.

Stay here.

87, 88, 89, 90...

91, 92...

93.

Have you assigned
specific areas to
specific groups?

And have you got
an agreed time to report back?

People are just out looking.

What about favourite places
she goes to, or plays in?

Are you prioritising those?

We don't need lecturing.

But if you're so set on it,

yes, I suppose...

That field and
the adjacent one.

You're very welcome to them.

You can use that to alert me,
should you find her.

This is your daughter?

My great niece.

She's been in our care since
her parents died.

Anything else we might need
to know about her?

Why would you need
to know anything?

If we find her, we might want
to talk to her.

So, any information on
what she's like, or that might
make her feel safe,

that would be helpful.

She's a ten year old girl.
How much is there to know?

Gerald!

- Gerald, come on.
- All right, Jean.

Maybe she's not missing.

Maybe she just ran
to get away from him.

Yup.

It's no coincidence, is it?

We got put here
by a mad statue.

Doctor's on the trail
of something glowing,

kid goes missing.

I doubt it.

What's the matter?

Was that scarecrow there
a minute ago?

Keep your eyes on it.

Don't blink.

Walk backwards.

Keep your eyes on it.

Yeah, easy.

Don't panic.

Who's panicking?

We've got our torches.

Did it just kill our torches?

Keep your eyes on it.

We've still got the moonlight.

What are you doing?

Checking the batteries.

Oh, my universe.

Look what you've been through.

Space is empty now.

I mean, duh!

Obviously,
it was empty before.

But since the flux,

there's so much more.

Space.

And so much less...
everything else.

Which, when you're trying
to find someone,
makes things tricky.

Remember our honeymoon plans?

20 rotations in the floating
canals of Puzano?

Then we got deployed,
separately.

So, instead,
we had that one night,

in a cubicle hotel
opposite the Academy.

I mean, don't get me wrong,
that was more than
a good night.

But I regret to inform you,

we may have missed
our moment with Puzano.

Just got here? Oh!

Uh, I was more hoping
for hello.

I didn't hear you approach.

It's all right. It's not
the worst reaction I've had.

Everyone's jumpy here.

Uh, I saw you come in.

That's a Lupari Craft, right?

Because you're
pretty non-Lupari.

- Borrowed.
- Yeah. Uh, no judgement.

Everyone's borrowed
everything to get here.

Welcome to Puzano.

What's left of it.

Oh, the canals are gone,
I'm afraid.

I'm Namaca Ost Parvess Po.

Bel.

Nice. Yeah, short.
Better. Easier.

No need to ask
why you're here.

The only planetary remains
left in the quadrant.

Quarter of a sun, third
of a moon, half a planet.

Everyone comes here now.

Everyone who's left.

That's what I'm hoping.

- You seen this guy?

No... Um, brother?

Life partner.

Okay. Uh, no. Sorry.

Um, he might be
at the next coalescence.

Unless he went already.

The next what?

Oh, there's this person
who's made it their mission
to help us.

Get us to safety.

Oh, there'll be one later.
You, you wanna come?

- JERICHO:
Broken glass everywhere!

What is that device
you're using?

Did I not tell you
to stay downstairs--

This is my house!

Vandalism!

If I get my hands on
the person that threw this--

Jericho, wait--

How did they get here?

Back away slowly, into the
house, keep your eyes on them.

Don't look away
and don't blink.

- What're you talking about--

While you're here,
lock everything!

They're at the windows.

How are they moving?
They're just statues!

They're called Weeping Angels.
They move when unobserved.

Quantum beings.

If they touch you,
they will send you back to
the distant past,

and feast on the quantum
energy of your unlived life.

Oh, don't be ridiculous--

Professor, I am many things
but I am not ridiculous.

If there's a back entrance
to this house,
go and lock it now.

Oh, don't let them near you,
and don't take
your eyes off them. Go!

It's them, isn't it?
The Angels.

Before that night
I first saw you,
I had a premonition.

A succession
of disconnected images.

A stone Angel.

You. A blue box called the
TARDIS and a Liverpool street.

Um, numbers. A year. A voice
telling me not to blink.

And the name of this village.
It didn't make any sense.

But then I saw you.

And, afterwards, there was
an Angel on my street.

It followed me to my front
door. And then I was in 1965.

I've been in the 60s
for two years.

An Angel attacked you.
But why? What did
it want with you?

Back door is locked.

Good! Have you
got a television?

- Um, yes.
- Bring it out here!

Are they really ringing
the doorbell?

It's a very nice sounding
doorbell. Television!

I don't think the back door
is as secure as the Professor
would have hoped.

Do you not think evacuation
might not be the order
of the day?

How can we evacuate
when we're surrounded?

Exactly. The building's
surrounded

and there are more of them,
than there are of us.

At least inside, we have
a defendable position.

The basement is securable,
right, Professor?

- Oh yes.
- Take the television
down there,

quick smart.
Follow him, Claire.

I said go!

There's something else,
Doctor.

I Googled the name
of this village after I had
my first premonition.

Everyone in the village
disappears on the 21st
of November, 1967.

Tonight.

Whatever happens
leaves no trace.

The Army move in and turn it
into a locked encampment.

Yeah, well, time isn't
always fixed--

No, listen to me.
It wasn't the first time.

It also happened in 1901.
Everyone in the village
vanished.

Get down to the basement now.
I'll be right behind you.

When d'you think it is?

Dunno. I mean at least
there's houses. Could've
been the dinosaurs.

Yeah but there's no people.

First things first,

we're still looking for
a missing girl.

And it's a strong possibility
that the Angel sent her

back in time too,
so she'll be worried.

Shall we have a nose?

Cold.

Early part
of the 20th century?

What, so, 100 years
before you and I are alive?

Yeah.

Like you say. No dinosaurs.

Yaz, how do we get back?

Are we stuck here?

Let's just focus on seeing
if there's anyone else around.

They're all gone.

Your name's not Peggy, is it?

How did you get here, Peggy?

What happened
to all the people?

The Angels.

The Angels are here too?

Are you scared they might
come and get you again?

Mmm-mmm.

Well, that's good.

Any reason why?

They promised
they'd leave me alone now.

They talk to you?

They put thoughts in my head.

We're going to get you back,
Peggy.

You have to be careful.

You have to stay
within the village.

You mustn't go beyond the sign

Why's that?

It used to be further down
the road.

It's got closer.

They put two words in my head.

Quantum Extraction.

She always goes
missing. Why is it
my responsibility?

Is it my fault
her parents died?

Is it my fault
she won't talk to me?
Or ever do as I tell her?

Well, the last one, Gerald,
yes, I think it is.

- I beg your pardon?
- Would it kill you

to say one pleasant thing
to her?

What do you think gives you
the right to speak to me
like that, Jean?

Forty-seven years of pain,
Gerald.

Right. That's it.

I'm going home.

- Be quiet, Gerald--
- Jean, what has got into you?

Look.

What's going on?

I don't know, Jean.
But I don't like it.

Let's find those police.

How did that get there?

Must be some sort of prank.

Come along, let's return it
to the churchyard.

We can't pick it up!
Look at it!

Somebody must have carried it
here! It can't be that heavy.

Gerald...

Gerald?

What is happening here?

Ah! Bit rudimentary,
but it'll do.

That's my hallway.

I'm going to need you to keep
an eye on this picture.

It's risky-- but we've got
limited time and choices

and we're going to need
to know where they are.

Why risky?

That which holds the image
of an Angel can also
be an Angel.

It'd take a lot of effort,
but if they really wanted to,

they can escape that screen.

- What?

See what I mean? You have
to keep your eyes on them.

Doctor, my drawing...

Ah! Do not take your eyes
off that screen, Jericho!

Claire, keep your eyes
on the sketch Angel!

Brilliant, made it worse.

Oh, dear.

- Where were we?
- I may have to write
all this down.

Once this is over,
be my guest.

Well, why are they attacking
my house? What do they want?

I think: me.

Why would they want you,
Claire?

Because I'm one of them.

Look.

Miss Brown...

This isn't possible. How long
have you been like this?

Um, physically, just tonight.

But I hallucinated I had
Angel wings and there was
dust coming out of my eye.

There's an Angel within me,
Doctor. I'm certain of it.

You're a percipient.

A seer.

You had a premonition
of an Angel in your mind.
And now it's living there.

That which contains the image
of an Angel is an Angel.

It's taken hold.

Oh my--

But it keeps coming and going.

You're saying that because she
had a premonition, a vision,

it's taken psychic root
within her?

A real, genuine
psychic manifestation?

Eustacius Jericho,
proper scientist.

Under siege from
the impossible, doesn't even
stop to be scared.

Just wants to understand
what's beyond
his comprehension.

Oh, I've seen
many things beyond
my comprehension, Doctor.

I was one of the first
British soldiers into Belsen
at the end of the war.

If you think a few
stone statues will destroy
my equilibrium,

you are mistaken.

What do you need me to do?

We need a lot of eyes
on a lot of Weeping Angels.

Claire, I need
to look inside your mind.

If there's an Angel in there,
I need to get it out.

Will you give me permission
to enter your mind?

Will it hurt?

I'll be as gentle as I can.

Okay.

You're going to place yourself
inside Miss Brown's mind?

Yes.

Let me take the readings.
Please permit me to record it.

You're supposed to be
observing the Angels.

Well, I can still do that.

The machines
will record any activity.

Please. This is unprecedented.

An experiment that goes beyond
anything before researched.

There!

Contact.

So, you are in here
skulking inside a human mind.

That's new.

Right. You're the one
who hijacked my TARDIS.

Yes, I brought you here.

How?

If you're here,
inside Claire's mind,
the psycho-temporal effort

that would have taken
is incalculable.

I need your help, Doctor.

A Weeping Angel needs my help.

I don't think so.
You won't get anything from me

until you stop terrorising
this human.

I have no choice.

You hunted her down and
now you're living inside her,

corrupting what she sees,
corrupting who
she thinks she is.

This is me serving you notice.

I want you out of here now.

I did not hunt her down,
Doctor.

That was not me.
That was another.

What do you mean?

I was already here.

This human is my sanctuary.

I Identified her as my hiding
place from others of my kind.

So you're saying
those Angels in the village
in Jericho's house

they weren't coming
to rescue you?

- They're coming
to capture you.
- Correct.

A rogue Weeping Angel,
on the run from other Angels,

hiding in the mind of a human.

Which would mean
the Angel that pursued Claire,

that sent her back
to the '60s.
It wasn't coming for her,

it was tracking you down.

- Yes.
- But why?

They are an Extraction Squad.

For the Division.

See? Everyone's here.

Oh, this is where
she usually comes.

Leave a gap between you and
next person or it won't take.

Where who comes?

Oh, we don't get to ask names.
It's what she does
that matters.

Here we go.

Thank you all for being here.

How are we hearing her?
How does she do that?

I know, right?

Space is disintegrating.

Time is corrupting.

I know that you've had
to fight to get here.

I promise you
that fight has been worth it.

There is a safe galaxy,
unaffected by the flux.

We've already provided
transport for many
who have come here.

We can do that again, today.

Oh, praise the stars!

The non-existent stars.

Here is your transport.

What is that?

It's been here before,

but I haven't been able
to get close enough

into the transportation field.

Fourth time lucky!

Passenger will activate
the transportation field

and all those within it

will be taken to a place
of safety within the
unaffected galaxy.

Did she say Passenger?

- So what?
- Come on.

What are you doing? No.

I've heard of Passenger forms.

My last deployment...

This isn't freedom
she's offering.

That thing is not
your way out.

Get out of
the transportation field--

No, no, I've been waiting
for this one!

Everybody get out
of the transportation field.

There's no other way off!

Run! Trust me! Just run!

I don't want to run!

There's nothing to fear.

You can come next time.

Tell everyone
who arrives here,

they're safe with us.

What did you do?

Why did you stop me?
That was my chance.

Passenger forms
are not transportation.

They're prisons,
endless prisons.

- You're wrong.
- No, I'm not.

Whatever she is,
she is not salvation.

I don't believe you.

I don't believe you.

Puzano is not a sanctuary.

It's a hunting ground.

Come with me.

There's room on my ship.

I can get you
to another safe haven.

Stay away from me!

A village
on the edge of space.

Have you seen anything
like that before?

Nope.

Do you think we're on Earth
or in space?

And how do statues
do any of this?

And why would they want to?

Enough questions, Dan,
I get it.

Sorry.

Look.

It's closing in,

like they're herding us.

Maybe not that way, then.
Other way.

Maybe not that way either.

Not got many options left,
have we?

Back up.

Keep your eyes on it.

Peggy! Peggy!

There she is.
I want a word with you, missy.

Don't come any closer!

Look Jean.

That's another one
of those blessed statues.

Gerald, don't touch it.

I still don't understand
how it became light.

Both of you stay back!

I'll thank you not to tell me
what to do.

Mate, listen to her!

Don't go past the statue!

Do not put your back to it!

Nobody survives it twice.

Don't go in front
of the statue!

If you walk in front it,
and we can't see it--

Please don't tell us
what to do.

It's just a perfectly normal--

How did that--

I'm so sorry, Peggy.

He was never nice to me.

We have to keep moving.

I've got a friend
and she'll sort this.

She'll save us,
she always does.

Peggy, is there anything else
that you've seen here,

anything else
that you've discovered?

Because we have to find a way
back to 1967.

Don't look at it!
Don't look at it!

Oh, what's happening now?

Where have they gone?

PROFESSOR JERICHO'S
Do you really think
you can protect them?

Who's there?

You are, Jericho.

Listen to yourself, Jericho.

Look away, Jericho.

Look away.

No, thank you.

I see you, Jericho.

You see yourself.

Please stop using my voice.

It's a very clever trick,
but most impolite
without permission.

So interested
in the workings of other minds

because you can't bear
to examine your own.

Loveless.

Childless.

Hiding in academia
for fear of the real world.

Always losing to a better man,
a life of failure.

You don't know me.

We have your house.

We have your attention.

We are on our way.

There is nothing you can do
to stop us.

Surrender to the
Angels, Jericho.

You know you want to.

I have never surrendered
and I've no intention
of starting now.

You stop right there!

You are observed!

And that is my power over you.

For now, Jericho.

But we are patient.

We have time.

We are all around you.

We are everywhere.

What do you know about
the Division?

I was Division.
As they are. As you were.

No.

But, like you, I ran.

No, no, no, no.
Don't play games with me.

Don't tell me what I did,
what I don't remember.

You really think I'm gonna
trust a creature like you
to tell the truth?

We're both trapped, Doctor.

We have to trust each other.

So, you're telling me
the Division

used Weeping Angels
as operatives to do its work?

Division uses everything
and everyone.

Every species,
every world, every moment.

They are everywhere.

Present and unseen.

Division is unstoppable.

Yeah, well, I'm pretty good
at stopping the unstoppable.

That's why I brought you here,
Doctor.

But I think this may prove
too much, even for you.

Then you need to get out of
this human's body, right now.

- No, not yet.
- They're here.

They know where you are.
Claire can't protect you
any more.

But you can.

You stop them.

And I leave her.

I let her live.

Leave her first.

No.

What makes you so dangerous
that they would need so many?

What do you have
that they're so scared of?

Knowledge.

What sort of knowledge?

Of everything. All Division,
all of its history.

Including you.

I hold everything

including the memories
that were taken from you.

That's why
I brought you here, Doctor.

You protect me

and I can give you
what you're looking for.

- What happened?
- Sorry.

Threw a cup at you. I needed
to shake you out of it.

We're running out of options.

I see what you mean.

How do we get out?

I'm beginning to question
the wisdom

of barricading ourselves
somewhere with so few exits.

Oh, Professor, don't you read
your own floorplans?

What?

Assignation Tunnel.

Looks like the first owner
of this house was somewhat
of a scoundrel.

A tunnel from the basement

out to lovers' meeting point.
Don't look away!

Never been more grateful
for another man's deceit.

Put the headsets
on these front two Angels.

I'll keep an eye on them.

Lickety split, Jericho.

To the tunnel,
both of you, now.

Now, reverse polarity
of the neutron flow

might give you
a little quantum headache.

Doctor, are you all right?

Go! I'll keep my eye
on the door.

Don't look back...
I'll do the looking!

- Okay.
- You look forward. Keep going.

Curious patterning
on the wall.

I wonder
how long it's been there.

- Everything all right, Doctor?

Yeah. Nothing to worry about.

Oh, Doctor.

Yeah?

I think there are Angels
in the walls here.

Of course there are.
Why wouldn't there be?

Doctor?

Angel up ahead, Doctor!

And behind.

All right. Keep your eyes
on it, Miss Brown.

Yes, thank you, Professor,
I'm very much not blinking.

If we can get past them,
we might just stand a...

...chance.

My history teacher
lied about this place.

She said it was a burial site
from the Stone Age.

What do you mean?

She said it was excavated
in 1901. But it wasn't.

We're in 1901.

And it wasn't there yesterday.

But it was there today.
And then all the people
disappeared.

Why is it night
over there?

Dunno. Maybe we stay this side
of it for now, eh?

Yeah.

- Mrs Hayward.
- MRS HAYWARD: Stop, Peggy.

Don't come any closer.

I remember this.

I remember
the strange old woman.

And I remember
all that followed.

I don't understand.

You're in 1901.

I'm sorry,

but you don't get back
to 1967 for a long time.

Because I'm you, Peggy.

In 66 years' time.

I remember
the next bit very vaguely.

We came to show them the
burial site and we were right.

It's not a burial site.

But it is made of stone.

Just like they are.

I think
it's how they got here.

They told me later why
they left me, why they left
all of you.

When they could have
killed us all.

It's because they're cruel.

They like to leave
a few rare witnesses.

To tell the story.

Witnesses to what?

Quantum extraction.

Great, because
what I really need now
is a flickering torch.

Oh!

Oh no you don't.

Keep back, now.

The exit's
the other side of the Angel.

It's narrow
but we can get through.

If one of us keeps eyes on the
Angel at all times, Professor.

Good, yes.

Are they
doing that deliberately?

Yes. Trying to get you
to blink. Or sneeze.

You can't sneeze
with your eyes open.

All right, Miss Brown,
if you would care to go first.

I will stay here and keep
my eyes on this Angel.

Always the gentleman,
Professor.

I'm not blinking!

I'm through.

- Jericho.
- Yes.

When I say run, run.

You go left. I'll go right.

These Angels will be left
staring at each other.

If you say so.

Run.

Professor!

Peggy! Oh.

You're all right!

Mrs Hayward.

You appear to be...

...at night.

Sorry. Who are you?

Mate, it's a long story.

Unfortunately, you've got
enough time to hear it.

Something's happening
with the stones.

Yes, it is.

I need to get back.

I've left someone
in the most terrible trouble.

That's going to be
a bit harder than you think.

Everyone, get away
from the stones.

So here I am.

Ready to go out.

But I can't without turning
my back.

But I'm quick.

Okay.

Race you.

You're not attacking.

I turned my back.
I wasn't observing you.

Why am I still here?

What are you waiting for?

Claire, good news is
we made it through.

More worrying news is,
that I think it let me go.

And I don't know why...

Doctor.

My Angel says go
to your friends.

It'll wait.

They'll all wait.

It says...

...they're enjoying
watching you work it out.

What's going on?

Doctor, it's been
communicating with them.
I can sense it.

I don't know what
it's said to them, but--

Claire, don't worry.
Stay there.

Don't come any closer.

We're stuck in 1901.

We-- We're what?

Maybe we should have
broke that to you
a little bit more gently.

We can't cross the line.

At the edge of the village,
it's just stars.

It's like we're marooned
in space and it's
creeping in on us.

All right. Anything else?

Yeah.

What does
quantum extraction mean?

Of course.

They've taken the village
out of time.

Out of space.

To isolate.

To extract the target.

What target?

All right.

You've got what you came for.

I want you to take
your rogue Angel

out of Claire,
without harming her.

And put this village,
these people,

safely back into their lives.

Come on, Rogue Angel.

Tell them to do that,

and I'll negotiate a deal
between them and you.

Well?

No.

What?

My Angel is saying no.

It says,

it's made a better trade.

That they've agreed
not to take it.

Because they'll
take you instead.

This was its plan all along.

It hid in you,

a human,

to attract me.

Because the only thing
Division wants
more than my Angel...

...is you.

You are recalled.

To Division.

No!

Hey.

You seen this person?

Yeah.

You're kidding. Where is she?

- She left.
- When? Where did she go?

I don't know.

It was a while ago.

Time's...

...cronky, you know.

Listen, uh,

I saw her do something
before she left.

It's a bit of a walk
from here, but...

...if you've got time.

It's just, er, up there.

No way.

Thank you.

I think maybe
she saved my life.

If you see her, tell her...

...thank you.

What time do you call this,
huh?

There's not much duration
in these, so I'll be quick.

Only one chance at recording,
too. High stakes.

Okay, so I was here.
That's obvious.

But I've had to go
and help some people.

There's a creature
with a Passenger form.

They're abducting people.

And, you know me,
I've never been a fan
of the old abductions.

I don't know
where it'll lead me.

I've got a Lupari ship,
and I'll keep the
transponder blaring.

Hurry up, Inston Vee Vinder.

Oh, and, um, I love you.

I really love you.

I love you too.

Ooh, uh, coordinates.

So, I'm heading to, oh, no,
no, no, don't run out--

No.

I'm on my way.

That's very odd.

Pattern optimisation
in progress.

We've been in this decade
for three years now.

Do you think
we'll ever get back?

Karvanista to Lupari fleet.

Earth shield
is now breachable.

How you expect to protect
this pitiful race,
I do not know.

Can you feel
the timeforce growing?

It's working.

Just as we planned.