Peter Capaldi is all but done with his Doctor, but not before he gave us one of the saddest, most moral endings to a series.
With writer Steven Moffat almost done with the Time Lord himself, the two combined to dispose of the mad Master (possibly for good) and most of the nasty Cybermen who were intent on conquering on us all.
You’d think they would give up. But thank God for our very own British brand of superhero.
Not truth, justice and the American way. Instead, “I do it because it is right,” said the Doctor, as he stayed behind on the solar farm (good to see they’ve caught on) to selflessly blow up every monster in sight.
With a body count to rival Rambo, our man on the multi-storey spaceship saved his companion Bill Potts (Pearl Mackie) from a life in an unfashionable tin onesie.
She would later reunite with her girlfriend who lives in a puddle.
And we complain. This however, was the only glimmer of hope as a fitfully regenerating Capaldi refused to go quietly into the night.
Instead, he emerged into a Whovian heaven where old doctors go to moan about TV bosses.
Writer Moffat then rattled through a roll call of companions who had escorted him through his tenure – Billy Piper et al – and that was it.
Until David Bradley emerged from the mists playing the First Doctor, immortalised by William Hartnell in 1963.
Why’s he there? He’s probably been waiting for a car home after his own wrap party in 1966.
A new Doctor for Christmas? Start auditioning quick, BBC.