"You cannot hurt me," says God. "I am immortal!" Which I still don't buy. Rose almost smiles: "You are tiny. I can see the whole of time and space. Every single atom of your existence. And I divide them." She raises her hand, and a Dalek goes to golden, beautiful dust. Tears in her throat -- the kind of tears only the Doctor has felt -- as she waves the rest away: "Everything must come to dust...all things. Everything dies" -- including this -- "...The Time War ends." God begins to scream.
The entire mothership goes to dust, and then to nothing. Rose stands, arms raised, staring ahead. The Doctor tells her again to stop: "Rose, you've done it." No answer. Contemplio. "Just let go," he begs, and her voice is full of joy. Ecstasy. "How can I let go of this?" she asks. "I bring life." And then she waves another hand, and Captain Jack draws a breath. The Doctor is now pants-shitting terrified: "But this is wrong! You can't control life and death!" She totally can, and says, "The sun and the moon. The day and night." But she begins to tremble, and the Doctor beings to weep: "But why do they hurt?" Desperately, he indicts himself, that she's going to die, and it'll be his fault. A tear runs down her Goddess's cheek: "I can see everything. All that is, all that was. All that ever could be." The Doctor stands and looks at her with a new kind of appreciation. "That's what I see! All the time. Doesn't it drive you mad?" And she begins to fear: "My head, it's killing me." He takes her hands, and says, "Come here. I think you need a Doctor."