Face bruised and lip split slightly, the Doctor winces as he feels Jack move to help him up, his side hurting again, and he instantly knows that one of his ribs must have been fractured again, or maybe just a bad bruise.

"I'm going to... what?! No! I'm not, don't be ridiculous." he muttered, suddenly spitting out a bit of blood to the sidewalk.

He had been caught trying to steal something from an old museum, and now he had paid the price, but at least he had escaped.