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He definitely saw a light. And if he knew Jack, he knew that he'd be curious, too, and all they'd have to do was---
"What?"
He fumbled in his pockets for a moment, eventually producing the slim mobile that had once belonged to Martha Jones.
A UNIT number.
"Oh, she just had to pick now, didn't she? Right in the middle of 1969." He popped it open. "Hello?"
After a moment, he sniffed. "All right." He handed it to Jack. "For you."
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"What?"
He fumbled in his pockets for a moment, eventually producing the slim mobile that had once belonged to Martha Jones.
A UNIT number.
"Oh, she just had to pick now, didn't she? Right in the middle of 1969." He popped it open. "Hello?"
After a moment, he sniffed. "All right." He handed it to Jack. "For you."