Clara: Hello? Hello?
The Doctor: It's me.
Clara: Yes, it's you. Who's this?
The Doctor: It's me Clara. The Doctor.
Clara: What do you mean "The Doctor"?
The Doctor: I'm phoning you from Trenzalore, from before I changed. It's all still to happen to me. It's coming, oh it's coming. Not long now. I can ... feel it.
Clara: Why? Why did you do this?
The Doctor: Because I think it's gonna be a whopper. And I think you might be scared. And however scared you are, Clara, the man you are with right now, the man I hope you are with, believe me, he is more scared than can imagine right now, and he needs you. Is that The Doctor?
The Doctor: Is that the Doctor?
Clara: Yes.
The Doctor: He sounds old. Please tell me I didn't get old. I was young. Oh. Is he gray?
Clara: Yes.
The Doctor: Clara, please, hey, for me. Help him. Go on. And don't be afraid. Goodbye Clara. Miss ya.