Amy watches from the nursery window. Lorna comes in, apologizing for being there. She should be with the troops, she says. "I brought you something," she says, holding out the bit of cloth she was sewing earlier. It's bronze and looks like a many-sided star with little beads dangling from each point. Amy glares at her and says nothing. "Your child's name," Lorna goes on, "in the language of my people." She calls it a "prayer leaf" and says if Amy keeps it, her child will always come home to her. Amy gives her a mild look. "Can I borrow your gun?" she asks. She promises to shoot Lorna if she keeps talking. Lorna looks crestfallen. Amy turns back to look out the window at the gathering below. She says they're acting like the Doctor's famous. Lorna, smiling, says he's a dark legend, which makes Amy scoff. "Have you met him?" she asks. Lorna tells Amy she met him once as a little girl. That's something she has in common. The difference is that he came back for Amy. "You must be very special," Lorna tells her without jealousy. Amy tells Lorna that the Doctor's worth waiting for. He's coming back, she says, and tells Lorna to be on the right side when he does. Amy holds out her hand and accepts the prayer leaf. She thanks Lorna, who leaves before she can start crying.
Manton is still riling up the troops. "On this day, in this place, the Doctor! Will! Fall!" Everyone cheers. "The man who talks, the man who reasons, the man who lies will meet the perfect answer." More cheers go up. You know, if you look at it from their perspective, you can see why the Doctor seems like such a threat. It's just that all these people are being such dicks about it that it's kind of hard to sympathize with them. Lorna joins the gathering. Now comes the time when Manton introduces everyone to the Headless Monks and how they got that name. The Thin One glances over toward the shadows at a hooded man with a stocky build. Manton says it's time to show them what the Monks have sacrificed for faith, himself sacrificing a bit of drama by calling them "these guys." Three Monks step forward. "As you know, it is a Level 1 heresy, punishable by death, to lower the hood of a Headless Monk." The soldiers steel themselves, standing just a bit taller. Manton goes on: "But by the Divine Grant of the Papal Mainframe herself, on this one and only occasion, I can show you the truth." All right, we have got to lay eyes on this femputer at some point.
Manton keeps calling the Monks "these guys" like he's at a football pep rally or something. "These guys never can be persuaded," he says, and lowers the first hood. Where there should be a head is just a little stump where the neck skin has been tied off like a sausage casing. The Thin One's eyes start tearing up as he realizes what this must mean for his husband. "They can never be afraid," Manton says, lowering the second Monk's hood. The soldiers are scared shitless. It doesn't seem like an especially good idea to show everyone they're allied with seemingly magical freaks. For one thing, it's just creepy. For another, if you're trying to convince everyone that the Doctor is just a man, why show everyone you need "these guys" to help you out? If he's just a man, you shoot him or show his underpants on the Internet or bring him down in some other mundane way. Only when fighting gods and devils and tricksters do you need an alliance with something like the Headless Monks. Manton approaches the third Monk, saying, "And they can never, ever be -- " "Surprised!" the Doctor finishes for him, lowering his own hood. He's all smiles.