Despite his fears, the Doctor finds the Face of Boe alive and well, floating in his tank, eyes open and alert.
"You were supposed to be dying," he says with a smile.
The Face of Boe seems to smile, though his expression doesn't change. "There are better things to do today," he replies telepathically. "Dying can wait."
Cassandra rolls her eyes and complains about "a head full of big face". The Doctor shushes her and listens as the Face of Boe continues.
"I have grown tired with the universe, Doctor, but you have taught me to look at it anew."
The Doctor teases him with the same old legend of him being millions of years old, and -- there's no mistaking it this time -- the Face of Boe chuckles.
Sobering, the Doctor adds, in a hushed tone, "I got the impression... there was something you wanted to tell me..."
"A great secret," the Face of Boe answers, similarly reverent.
"So the legend says."
"It can wait."
The Doctor breaks the somber mood then by pulling a sour face and almost pouting, "Oh, does it have to?"
"We shall meet again, Doctor, for the third time... for the last time... and the truth shall be told. Until that day..." The Face of Boe teleports away.
"That is enigmatic," the Doctor notes, impressed. "That-- that is - that is textbook enigmatic." He turns, then, to Cassandra, who has been completely disinterested in the whole conversation and is picking at her -- Rose's -- nails.
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Date: 2006-10-29 02:56 pm (UTC)"You were supposed to be dying," he says with a smile.
The Face of Boe seems to smile, though his expression doesn't change. "There are better things to do today," he replies telepathically. "Dying can wait."
Cassandra rolls her eyes and complains about "a head full of big face". The Doctor shushes her and listens as the Face of Boe continues.
"I have grown tired with the universe, Doctor, but you have taught me to look at it anew."
The Doctor teases him with the same old legend of him being millions of years old, and -- there's no mistaking it this time -- the Face of Boe chuckles.
Sobering, the Doctor adds, in a hushed tone, "I got the impression... there was something you wanted to tell me..."
"A great secret," the Face of Boe answers, similarly reverent.
"So the legend says."
"It can wait."
The Doctor breaks the somber mood then by pulling a sour face and almost pouting, "Oh, does it have to?"
"We shall meet again, Doctor, for the third time... for the last time... and the truth shall be told. Until that day..." The Face of Boe teleports away.
"That is enigmatic," the Doctor notes, impressed. "That-- that is - that is textbook enigmatic." He turns, then, to Cassandra, who has been completely disinterested in the whole conversation and is picking at her -- Rose's -- nails.
"And now for you."