"You? You're never out of time, Doctor." Jack refused to believe that the Doctor could ever really die. After all, if the Doctor died, who would he have to keep him company when everyone else is dead and gone? "You can't be." He reached for the Doctor's hand, squeezing it.

"You're a good man, Doctor. I know you don't believe it, but you really are." Jack's smile returned as he pulled the hand to his mouth to kiss his knuckles. "And you've made everyone around you better, too."