between deadly enemies equipped with equally deadly weapons. Secondly, we have an as yet undetermined amount of time to collect up every single piece of Enamour currently lying around the city of Geath. Thirdly,' he took a breath, 'if Beol by some miracle does manage to fend off both the Herald and the Regulator, he will start a war with Dant and the three of us could well be executed as spies.'
'Don't worry about that one, Doctor,' the Teller said. He was clearly starting to enjoy himself. 'I'll put in a good word for you.'
'For that, amongst other reasons, I am indeed not going to worry about our third problem - well, not until tomorrow morning at least. But! There's a long way yet till morning! And in the meantime, bearing in mind our most pressing problems, I suggest we do the following. Firstly, we make a start on gathering up the metal.' He pointed at Rory and the Teller. 'That'll be your job.'
'What will we be up to, Doctor?' Amy said. The Doctor folded his arms. 'I'm going to get that dragon if it's the last thing I do.'
Rory covered his face. 'You mustn't say things like that! Not out loud!'
'Doctor,' said the Teller slowly, the magnitude of his task beginning to dawn on him, 'the whole city is covered in Enamour. How can we possibly 166
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collect it all? We can't knock on every single door in Geath. The Regulator won't have given us that much time, surely?'
'I have an idea about that,' said the Doctor.
'Well, it was Hilthe's idea, really. She set me thinking. She was on the right lines when she said that we could use the Feond technology in some way. Where she got it wrong was in wanting to make weapons. We'll never win that way — not least because I suspect both sides would incinerate us at the first sign of trouble. Besides, that's not what Enamour is good at. And it's not all that we found when
rummaging around in his pocket. 'You're right —you can't knock on every door in Geath. However long we've got, I doubt it's long enough to do that.
But there's something else that we can try. Where is that thing...? Ah, here it is!'
He pulled out the impossibly tiny satellite dish.
'While you were chasing around town, Amy, Rory and I took in a movie.'
'Oh, very nice.'
'You wouldn't have liked it. Things exploding.
People dying. Depressing.' He looked down at the dish, which he was cradling lovingly in his cupped hands. A green light was flashing on the side. 'I used this as a projector. But it isn't just a projector, it can also work as a transmitter.' The Doctor pressed 167