"He'll die, Doctor." The Doctor ushers him on: "Go on then." Rose gets nearly worried; Victor's flustered. "...So be it." Victor turns to Elton, and the Doctor ever-so-gently clears his throat. "Mind you, the others might have something to say." Ursula gets his meaning even when Victor does not, and orders Skinner and Bridget to pull. Victor screams as the three of them strain outwards, trying to remember, stretching Victor apart: "LINDA united!" Victor drops his cane, and Ursula orders Elton to grab it, and break it. The cane sends a shower of blue sparks into the air. At its tip are a pair of hands, nearly touching. They spread apart, fingers then hands, revealing light, terrible in its brightness. Knocking Victor off his joy again. And Victor screams, and becomes liquid, and is gone. Elton asks what he did, and the Doctor looks down at Victor's bubbling remains: "The cane created a limitation field. Now it's broken, he can't stop. The absorber is being absorbed." By what? "By the Earth." The earth will touch you when nobody else will. You plant your feet in the dirt, because that's the only thing we ever own. You say goodbye. Ursula's face rises in a paving-stone, and Elton jumps for her. She sinks and disappears, and a tear runs down his cheek. "Who was she?" asks Rose, all anger gone, Elton's pain evident. Pity and sympathy. "...That was Ursula," he says, tearfully. Rose goes to him, puts her arms around his shoulders, and he weeps quietly. She touches him.
"And that's it. Almost. Because the Doctor still had more to say." The Doctor asks if Elton doesn't remember after all, and then explains that night long ago. Rose sits with Elton on the steps, her arm linked through his. Touching him and not letting go. "There was a shadow in your house. A living shadow, in the darkness. An elemental shade had escaped from the Howling Halls." All those years ago, a troubled Doctor looks down at Elton. "I stopped it, but...I wasn't in time to save her." Drink. He looks Elton in the eyes: "I'm sorry." He is; he only takes children from their mothers, not the other way round, and pity is the Bad Wolf of the season. In the living room, the camera pans down from the Doctor and doesn't cut away. A blonde woman lies dead on the floor. That was the night Elton's mother died. One more obnoxious montage about her, smiling in indignation at the camera, refusing to be filmed, flicking dish bubbles at the camera, laughing. On the home video, Elton says nothing; his hands are clasped, touching palm to palm. On the steps, Elton's lip trembles; Rose pulls him closer. Remember back around "Tooth And Claw" when I said Victoria was somebody's Dalek this season? I think it was that episode. Anyway, meet Rose's. See what she does. That's my girl.