You can probably still hear me, so just between ourselves, you’ve got the prophecy wrong.

The Hybrid is not half Dalek. Nothing is half Dalek. The Daleks would never allow that.

The Hybrid destined to conquer Gallifrey and stand in its ruins…is me.

As you come into this world, something else is also born.

You begin your life and it begins a journey - towards *you*.

It moves slowly, but it never stops.

Wherever you go, whatever path you take, it will follow; never faster, never slower, always coming.

You will run - it will walk. You will rest - it will not.

One day, you will linger in the same place too long. You will sit too still or sleep too deep - and when, too late, you rise to go, you will notice a second shadow next to yours. Your life will then be over.

If you think, because she's dead, I am weak, you understand very little. If you were any part of killing her, and you are not afraid, you understand nothing at all. So for your own sake, understand this. I am the Doctor. I am coming to find you. And I will never, ever stop.

The equipment in that room is consistent with an augmented, ultra long range teleport. So I am not more than a single light year from where I was and I am in the same time zone. When the sun sets, I’ll be able to establish an exact position by the stars.

Then you’ll have a choice.

Come out and show yourself. Or keep hiding.

Clara said I shouldn’t take revenge. You should know, I don’t always listen.

Oh, are you gardeners?

Never liked gardening. What sort of person has a power complex about flowers - it’s dictatorship for inadequates. Or to put it another way - it’s dictatorship.

Well come on! Chop, chop! The Doctor will see you now! Show me what you’ve got! I just watched my best friend die in agony - my day can’t get any worse. Let’s see what we can do about yours.

I know you - I've seen you before!

Used to know a trick.

Back when I was young and telepathic...