The shuttles take off from Platform One, which is closing down for maintenance. Rose stands alone in the gallery, staring out the window watching the Earth burn, sad and bedraggled, head cocked to the side. The Doctor watches her from the doorway, leaning against the post, in shadow. The asteroids of Earth float past. Rose hears the Doctor coming to stand with her, and turns around: "The end of the Earth. It's gone. And we were too busy saving ourselves. No one saw it go." The Doctor looks at her. Rose: "All those years, all that history. And no one was even looking. It's just..." He holds out his hand and says, comfortingly, "Come with me." They walk slowly out of the gallery.
TARDIS opens on 2005, and Rose steps out into the London crowds, newly appreciative, a little sad. The Doctor stands beside her. There's a cry from a baby; the people are beautiful. She stands in the river of them. "You think it'll last forever. People, and cars and concrete. But it won't. One day, it's all gone." Already happened, when she kissed Mickey goodbye. They look up. "Even the sky." The Doctor thinks to himself, realizing that he can trust her with the truth, now that she's seen what she has, and given up what she has, and tells her, "My planet's gone." She turns to look at him -- after all the jiving and jumping, he's talking about home. The music from the engine room begins again -- which is what makes me think that what he did in there was Time Lordish in some way -- and he comes clean: "It's dead. It burned like the Earth. It's just rocks and dust. Before its time." Rose is very sympathetic, wondering how it happened. "There was a War. And we lost." He doesn't tell her with whom the War was fought, so she clears her throat and asks about his people. "I'm a Time Lord," he tells her. "I'm the last of the Time Lords. They're all gone. I'm the only survivor. I'm left traveling on my own, because there's no one else." Rose mentions the obligatory -- herself -- and she smiles a very sweet, close-lipped smile. "You've seen how dangerous it is," he says. "Do you want to go home?" She thinks and thinks, and then resolves to break the tension by not answering: "I don't know. I want...Oh! Can you smell chips?" He laughs and his voice is so thankful: "Yeah. Yeah!" She shakes her head, eyes wide. "I want chips." The Doctor smiles at her and agrees that he does too. Rose: "Right, then. Before you get me back in that box, chips it is, and you can pay." The Doctor travels light: "No money." Rose grins and bumps his shoulder. "What sort of date are you? Come on then, tightwad, chips are on me. We've only got five billion years til the shops close." He smiles deeply, and they walk off down the street together laughing, and then SciFi sucks. The broadcast cuts off the last second as they walk into the crowd: Rose nuzzling her head against the Doctor's shoulder.