The Doctor wonders if he's destined to become like that Broken Doctor one day, maybe in the distant future he is. He didn't mean to call the Jacks itchy, even if they're painfully so. He takes in a deep breath, he takes a rock to toss it into the water.

There's a big tug at the line on his rod, and away it goes. The Doctor lifts head up, and he can't help to think. "Naw, even I know the Loch Ness monster isn't real."

"I'll do just that, I hope you plan to make Central Park into our own Gallifrey with me."