what do they make

Ну и как это не запостить без того самого монолога

OK. That's what I'll do. I'll tell you a story. Can you hear them? All these people who lived in fear of you and your judgement. All these people whose ancestors devoted themselves...sacrificed themselves to you. Can you hear them singing? Oh you like to think you're a God! But you're not a God! You're just a parasite eating out of jealousy and envy and longing for the lives of others. You feed on them! And the memory of love and loss and birth and death and joy and sorrow so...so...come on then. Take mine. Take my memories. I hope you've got a big appetite. Because I have lived a long life. And I have seen a few things. I walked away from the last great Time War, I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out. Moment by moment until nothing remained, no time, no space, just me! I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a mad man! And I have watched universes freeze and creations burn! I have seen things you wouldn't believe! I have lost things you will never understand! And I know things! Secrets that must never be told, knowledge that must never be spoken! Knowledge that would make parasite Gods blaze! So come on then! Take it! Take it all baby! Have it! You have it all!