"It's funny, cause I wonder where the TARDIS goes at random. Maybe it lands on some outcrop by the sea. There's a tribe, and they worship it for a hundred years. Then they grow up, they try to burn it. Then they get wise, they preserve it. Then they build a city all around it, till the TARDIS is just a tiny little dot, surrounded by skyscrapers and monorails. Time passes, and the city falls, it all gets swept away. And there's the TARDIS, still on its outcrop by the sea. She's the only thing I've got left."