The Doctor made a few minor adjustments, hoping to take them a few yards in the present, and not a few hundred years in the future. The wheezy groan told him that they were dematerialising and reappearing almost simultaneously inside a second class room on board the Titanic.
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'Call me a Philistine but I can't see the justification in the 'Petrification As Art' business.' 'Art justifies everything.' 'Uh, no, it doesn't, one-nil to me. Next?'
Doctor Who, The Stone Rose
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