Pete: Sure, (he hands the phone to the Doctor) but be careful!

Doctor: Now if I just sonic this, it will show me the exact area where she last texted. (he sonics it with his sonic screwdriver)

Pete: Just promise us that we'll be safe, for long enough as you meet that thing.

Rickey: Of course we'll be back on time, right Doctor? (he looks at the Doctor who doesn't reply) Doctor?

Doctor: I can't promise for sure, but we can at least try. (he shows Rickey Rose's phone) We've got business to take care of! (they run over to Henriks when they get there, he can tell that Rickey is confused, he shows him the sonic screwdriver) Sonic Screwdriver, works on anything but wood!

Rickey: Thanks, I hope we find that black concrete.

Doctor: (unlimited rings come from Rose's phone) It'll be a piece of cake! (they follow the noise as it gets louder, like a detective system, they soon are standing before a door that reads top secret employees only room) It should be through this door! (they enter)

Rickey: There's the black concrete!

Doctor: Good boy Rickey! (he and Rickey get caught around the arms by two autons, the Doctor tries to sonic the black concrete but can't get near it) I have to throw it!

Rickey: Best of luck. (the Doctor throws his sonic screwdriver, it eventually lands on the black concrete and slips through) OK, now we need to escape, Doctor?

Doctor: Just allow them to put us on the black concrete. Trust me, it'll work! (Rickey mumbles under his breath, the autons have placed them on it, they are now slipping through too, and soon land on their feet in a rectangular box type area)

Rickey: (notices Rose and other people, including Rose's phone has a stretch of good connecting them) I'm here to save you! (turns to the Doctor) Why isn't she waking up?

Doctor: The Nestene Consciousness is using her memories for her plastic copy.

Rickey: And where is this thing?

Doctor: We've been looking at it. (he guides Rickey up, there they see a red monster) Behold the Nestene Consciousness!

Rickey: Let's kill it then!

Doctor: Uh... (Rickey throws the anti-plastic but it slightly misses and gets stuck in the air vent) Oops?

Rickey: We're doomed!

Doctor: Not quite. (he turns to the Nestene Consciousness, while he talks the following words, it goes back to outside Henrik's with the Doctor's words being heard) Why are you really doing this? You must be lonely, I know the pain because I'm also the last of my kind. Besides, you don't force people to love you, that's not good at all. I mean true things like each other as they are, you weren't good with the understanding that these past few days and that's why I would like you to take this offer: If you stop this, I can help you out here, just trust me and make this come to an end now! (Auton Rose grabs the Doctor by his arms and gets her handgun out to shoot him) You don't have to do this! (Auton Rose is about to shoot but then hears an electronic sound, she lets go of the Doctor and finds Rickey with the sonic screwdriver, using it to unbolt the screws of the air vents)

Rickey: (laughs as Auton Rose climbs after him up the ladder) Come and catch me! (he gets inside and finds a hole in the ground, falling down just as Auton Rose has climbed up the ladder) Now all I need to do is find the anti-plastic. (turns around) Ah, there it is.

Rat 1: Look, a human!

Rat 2: Wow!

Rickey: (shocked) I'm starting to wonder on how you guys can talk, I'll ask the Doctor about it later, but for now, he's busy waiting for me and talking sense into the Nestene Consciousness about that neither shouldn't be alone as I'm getting the anti-plastic. Wait a minute... (thinks) Ah, that's it, mice can you help?

Rat 2: That depends, what help do you need?

Rickey: I would like to know if you'll like to become friends with the Nestene Consciousness.

Rat 1: Heck no, that thing and its army of plastic mannequins are on a killing spree!

Rickey: I know that, but I think if you at least do this, it'll leave us alone, though I suppose killing it may work too.

Rat 1: This has just become difficult, I don't want to become his friend, and neither do I want to be a killer.

Rat 2: Me too, but I still want him gone.

Rickey: You're right, I never realized how tough this is. (thinks) Aha, how good are you guys at acting?

Rat 2: Well, we act a lot like mice that people mistake us for them.