What's Past Is Prologue
Only it's not the Estates, it's the Sycorax vessel. They grab Rose and she screams; Mickey comes charging out after a moment and drops the tea thermos on the grill, close to the Doctor's head. It leaks down onto a power cell beneath his head and begins to steam. Outside, Harriet and Rose run to each other, clutching. "Rose! I've got you. My Lord. My precious thing. The Doctor, is he with you?" Rose's voice shakes and she says that, for all intents and purposes, "No. We're all on our own." The steaming tea rises beneath the Doctor's lovely sleeping head, and he breathes in a cloud of it; a little more God slips out. A little more normal gets in.
Caliban points at Rose, hissing: "The yellow girl. She has the clever blue box. Therefore, she speaks for your planet." Harriet disagrees, saying Rose "can't," but Rose disagrees with Harriet, staring Caliban down. Mickey cautions Rose, but she shakes her head tinily: "Someone's gotta be the Doctor." Harriet grabs her: "They'll kill you!" And Rose isn't wrong: "Never stopped him." She's breathing in what he's breathing out, and that's what closes the circuit: he needs a cup of tea, she needs a cup or two of awesome. And they'll meet in the middle.
Rose takes a few steps toward the leader; the Unkindness all mutter excitedly. Rose stammers and goes through her words: "I, um...I address the Sycorax according to...article fifteen of the Shadow Proclamation. I command you to leave this world with all the auffority of the Sliveen Parliament of Raxacoricofallapatorius" -- which she totally rocks, by the way, and it's awesome -- "And um...the Gelf Confederacy..." Caliban steps toward Rose; she gets more nervous. "As, uh...sanctioned by the Mighty Jagrafess...and...Oh! The Daleks! Now, leave this planet in peace! In peace..." She trails off -- it's the Doctor who gives her the information, always; they're just words and infinity she's borrowing. There is stunned silence, and then the Unkindness burst out laughing. Caliban speaks again. "You are very, very funny," says Alex. "And now you're going to die." See, now that's funny.