The Ducky shot off of the tripod, a trail of smoke following it. The three of them watched as it lanced towards the falling ship. As the Ducky got closer, though, it became obvious that that it was going to pass over the top. As it disappeared into space with a faint moo, the flaming prison ship smashed into the ground with a massive explosion, raining fire on the city. The Vigilante stared off after the Ducky with his mouth slightly open. "What the... how did... someone changed the flight plan." His face hardened, and he whirled around to look at The Doctor. "They're murderers! Why can't you see that?"
"They still deserve a chance." The Vigilante swore at him in several different languages and stormed, muttering, back into the TARDIS. Rose walked over to where The Doctor was surveying the wreckage. "Are you sure about this? Maybe they really don't deserve a chance."
"I'm not sure of anything about this, except that I can't let that man become their executioner." As he spoke, a light flashed on and off behind them. They spun around as the TARDIS began to disappear. "What? No!" The Doctor pointed his sonic screwdriver at the spot where it had been, but to no avail.