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"I'm getting demands from Washington, ma'am. The President's insisting that he take control of the situation.", Blake informs Harriet.

"You can tell the President, and please use these exact words, he's not my boss, and he's certainly not turning this into a war.", She orders before going to Alex.

"What have we got?"

"Nothing yet. Translating an alien language is going to take time.", He tells her.

"How far off is the ship?", Blake asks.

"About five hours."
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"Despite claims of an alien hoax, it's been reported that NATO forces are on red alert.", A newsreader is heard on the TV.

"Oh, come on, sweetheart. What do you need? What is it you need? Tell me.", Jackie asks.

"Speaking strictly off the record, government sources are calling this our longest night."
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"I don't suppose we've had a Code Nine? No sign of the Doctor?", Harriet asks.

"Nothing yet. You've met him, haven't you? More like the stuff of legend.", Blake comments.

"He is that. Failing him, what about Torchwood?", She asks.

"I-", Blake stutters.

"I know I'm not supposed to know about it, I realise that. Not even the United Nations knows. But if ever
there was a need for Torchwood, it's now."

"I can't take responsibility."

"I can. See to it. Get them ready.", Harriet orders.

"Prime Minister.", Alex calls.

"Has it worked?"

"Just about... People. That could be cattle. You belong to us. To the Sycorax. They seem to be called Sycorax, not Martians. We own you. We now possess your land, your minerals, your precious stones. You will surrender or they will die. Sycorax strong, Sycorax mighty, Sycorax rock, as in the modern sense, they rock.", Alex reads.

"They will die? Not you will die, they will die? Who's they?", Llewellyn asks.

"I don't know, but it is the right personal pronoun. It's they.", Alex says.

"Send them a reply. Tell them, this is a day of peace on planet Earth. Tell them, we extend that peace to the Sycorax. And then tell them, this planet is armed and we do not surrender.", Harriet tells him.

"Come on."
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Jackie has fallen asleep by the Doctor's bedside.

"The Doctor wouldn't do this and neither would Jules. The old Doctor, the proper Doctor, he'd wake up. He'd save us. And Juliet would go until she drops.", Rose says looking at the timelords.

"You really love her, don't you?", Mickey comments noticing her sad look towards the now brunette woman.

Rose turns to Mickey and they hug.
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Dawn has broken.

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