ROBERT: Nevertheless, that creature wont give up, Doctor, and we still dont possess an actual weapon. DOCTOR: Oh, your father got all the brains, didnt he? ROSE: Being rude again. DOCTOR: Good. I meant that one. You want weapons? Were in a library. Books! Best weapons in the world. This rooms the greatest arsenal we could have. (He throws some books to Rose.) DOCTOR: Arm yourself…
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