004 [01001100 01101111 01100111 01101001 01100011]
[Leela is speaking in binary when she arrives on the Plane, but you do not have to recognise the language to know that she is angry. Her tone is sharp and furious. Her body language suggests a coiled spring, but there is no one around - no obvious culprit - for her to vent her frustrations on.
That is the way things work on the Plane.]
What is happening now? Have they decided to take our tongues from us, as well as our freedom?
[Glaring at nobody in particular, Leela folds her arms across her chest.]
They could have at least allowed me to speak Gallifreyan.
[There are nothing but numbers on her lips now. A language that is even colder and even more logical. And utterly unfamiliar.]
That is the way things work on the Plane.]
What is happening now? Have they decided to take our tongues from us, as well as our freedom?
[Glaring at nobody in particular, Leela folds her arms across her chest.]
They could have at least allowed me to speak Gallifreyan.
[There are nothing but numbers on her lips now. A language that is even colder and even more logical. And utterly unfamiliar.]