Epilogues : Daleks in Manhattan / The Evolution of the Daleks
"I need to rest," Laszlo told Tallulah. He walked into an alley, removed his hood, and sat down on the ground.
"We're nearly home, Laszlo. I don't think anyone will see you."
"Give me a few more minutes." Laszlo began to cough violently.
"We'll find someone to who help you," Tallulah said after Laszlo's fit stopped.
"Who's going to be able to look at me without losing their minds?"
"My husband and I," a voice said. "He's training to be a doctor. Maybe he can help you."
"He'll try?" Tallulah asked.
"Oh, yeah. We've seen much stranger than him. Have you always been like this?"
"No, I was made this way ten years ago."
"Come on, I'll help you to your home, then I'll phone my husband."