Donna: Gramps, don’t hang up. You’ve gotta help me. I ran out. Everyone was changing.
The Master: Who is she? Why didn’t she change?
Wilfred: Well it was this thing the Doctor did. He did it to her—the Meta Crisis.
The Master: Ugh. He loves playing with Earth Girls. Find her! Trace the call.
Donna: I can see those things again. Those creatures. Why can I see a giant wasp?!
Wilfred: Don’t think about that Donna my love. Don’t!
Donna: It hurts! My head. It keeps getting hotter. And hotter and hotter and hotter…
The Doctor: That’s better. Hello! But really. D’you think I’d leave my best friend without a defense mechanism?