The Doctor: Appalapachia!
Amy: Appalapachia. What a beautiful word.
The Doctor: Beautiful word. Beautiful world. Appalapachia. Voted number two planet in the top ten greatest destinations for the discerning intergalactic traveler.
Rory: Why couldn't we go to number one?
The Doctor: It's hideous! Everyone goes to number one. Planet of the Coffee Shops. Appalapachia, I give you sunsets, spires, soaring silver colonnades! I give you—
Rory: Doors.
The Doctor: Doors. Yes, I, I give you doors. But on the other side of doors I give you sunsets, spires, soaring silver colonnades.

Amy: Have you seen my phone?
The Doctor: Your phone?
Amy: Yeah.
The Doctor: Your mobile telephone. I bring you to a paradise planet two billion light years from Earth and you want to update Twitter.
Amy: Sunsets, spires, soaring silver colonnades. It's a camera phone.
The Doctor: On the counter by the DVDs.
Amy: Thank you.

Rory: How do we get in?
The Doctor: I don't know. Push a button. {Rory pushes the green anchor button}

The Doctor: Okay so rain check on the soaring silver colonnades.

Rory: When and wherever we are is my wife?
The Doctor: Rory. I think I found her.
Rory: What do you mean you found her?

The Doctor: Hands! Hello Hands! Robot with hands, Rory.
Hand Bot: Welcome to the Two Streams facility. Will you be visiting long?
Amy: Uh Doctor. Something's opening.
The Doctor: Amy! Stay calm! Stay still! Ah, time's gone wobbly. I hate it when it does that.

Amy: And where have you been? I've been here a week.
The Doctor: A week!
Rory: A week?!
The Doctor: I'm so sorry. Aha! Same room, different time streams. Two different time streams running parallel but at two different speeds. Amy, you're in a faster time stream!

Rory: Why has this got hands?
The Doctor: Organic skin. Ultimate universal interface. Grown and grafted, not born. I mean it's actually seeing with its fingers. Scanning the room. But why not just give it eyes?

Rory: I pressed red waterfall and she wasn't there!
The Doctor: So you can't follow her directly in. Oh, it's never simple! Did you hear that, Hand-Bot? She pressed the wrong button, that's all. We're aliens. We didn't know!
Statement rejected. Appalapachia is under planet-wide quarantine. This is a kindness facility. For those infected with Chin-7.
Rory: What?
The Doctor: Chin-7.
Rory: Hm?
The Doctor: The one-day plague.
Rory: You get it for a day?
The Doctor: No you get it and you die in a day.
There are forty thousand residents in the Two Streams facility. Please remain in the sterile areas. Visiting hours are now.

The Doctor: Chin-7 only affects two-hearted races, like Appalapachians.
Rory: And Time Lords?
The Doctor: Yeah, and me. Walk into that facility and I'm dead in a day.

The Doctor: That's the point of the time glass. It syncs up the two time streams for visits. You could be in here for a day and watch them live out their entire lives.
Rory: And watch them grow old in front of your eyes? That's horrible.
The Doctor: No Rory, it's kind. You've got a choice. Sit by their bedside for twenty-four hours and watch them die. Or sit in here for twenty-four hours and watch them live. Which would you choose?

The Doctor: Amy, I'm taking the time glass back to the TARDIS. Like sat-nav. I can use it to get a lock on you, then smash through it, using the TARDIS to get you out. Until then you're on your own.
Rory: What are you doing?
The Doctor: Locking it on to Amy. Small act of vandalism, no one will mind. {alarms go off} Ah! That would be the small act of vandalism alarm. Amy, I need you to go into the facility, just for a bit. Find somewhere safe and leave me a sign. Remember, you are immune to Chin-7, but don't let them give you anything. They don't know you're alien. Their kindness will kill you. Now. Go.

The Doctor: Ha ha! How do I look?
Rory: Ridiculous.
The Doctor: Glasses are cool, see? Oh yes. Hello handsome man.
Rory: Hello.
The Doctor: Hello, Rory-cam.
Rory: Huh? {sees the monitors} Oh, you can see what I see. Fine.
The Doctor: We're breaking into two streams. Now I can't go in there, the Chin-7 will kill me and no regeneration. You will be my eyes and ears.
Rory: Rory-cam. Rescue Amy. Got it.
The Doctor: That's the spirit. Now smashing through a time wall could get a bit hairy.
Rory: Is it safe?
The Doctor: Dunno. Never tried. Best hold on to something.

Rory: Red waterfall. We made it.
The Doctor: Good on us.
Rory: How do we know that we're in the same waterfall as Amy?
The Doctor: Focus on the positive. We locked onto Amy's time stream. {catches Rory staring at the Venus de Milo}. Eyes front, soldier!
Rory: Right, yes. Sorry.

The Doctor: Appalapachians are the great cultural scavengers, Rory. This gallery's a scrapbook of all their favorite places.
Rory: Bit of Earth, bit of alien, bit of... whatever the hell that is.

Rory: Where is everyone?
The Doctor: All right, Rory, switch the time glass on and sonic it. I'm sending a command signal to the screwdriver. Amy's here somewhere, if I could just get a lock on her. I wonder what happens if I mix the filters. And there they are. Forty thousand time streams overlapping. Red waterfall isn't one time stream. It's thousands.
Rory: Are they happy?
The Doctor: Oh Rory. Trust you to think of that. I think they're happy to be alive. Better than the alternative.

Rory: Amy. Doctor, what's going on?
The Doctor: Ah. I think the time stream lock might be a bit wobbly.
Rory: Look, please please—
Future Amy: Duck.

Future Amy: Do you have anything to say? Anything, Doctor?
The Doctor: Where did you get a sonic screwdriver?
Future Amy: I made it. And it's a sonic probe.
Rory: You made a sonic screwdriver?
Future Amy: Probe.

Future Amy: Oh don't get sentimental. It's just a robot. You'd have done the same.
The Doctor: I don't know that I would have.
Future Amy: And there he is, the voice of God. Survive. Because no one's gonna come for you. Number one lesson. You taught me that.
The Doctor: Is that really all I taught you?
Future Amy: Don't you lecture me. Blue Box Man, flying through time and space on whimsy. All I've got, all I've had for thirty-six years is cold hard reality. So, no, I don't have a sonic screwdriver because I'm not [?]. Call it what it is. A probe. And I call my life what it is. Hell.

The Doctor: There's still time, Amy. There's still time to fix everything.

The Doctor: Okay, so here's the plan: time is always a bit wibbly-wobbly, but at Two Streams it's extra wobbly. I've worked out a way to hijack the temporal engines and use them to fold two points of Amy's timeline together. We're bringing her out of the then and into the now!

The Doctor: Amy, I just need to borrow your brain a minute. It won't hurt probably. Almost probably. And then, Amy Pond, I'm going to save you.
Future Amy: No! Time's up. Hand-bot's coming.

The Doctor: Rory—
Rory: This is your fault.
The Doctor: I'm so sorry, but Rory.
Rory: No! This is your fault! You should look in a history book once in awhile, see if there's an outbreak of plague or not.
The Doctor: That is not how I travel.
Rory: Then I do not want to travel with you! {he throws down the glasses}

Future Amy: Okay, Doctor. Two Streams is back on-air. Right, okay, so this is big news. This is temporal earthquake time. I'm now officially changing my own future. Hold on to your spectacles. In my past, I saw my future self refuse to help you. I'm now changing that future and agreeing. Every law of time says that shouldn't be possible.
The Doctor: Yes, except sometimes knowing your own future is what enables you to change it, especially if you're bloody-minded, contradictory and completely unpredictable.
Rory: So basically if you're Amy then.
The Doctor: Yes, if anyone could defeat predestiny, it's your wife.

Rory: Two Amys together. Can that work?
The Doctor: I don't know. It's your marriage.
Rory: Doctor.
The Doctor: Perhaps. Maybe if I shunted the reality compensators on the TARDIS, recalibrated the Doomsday bumpers and jettisoned the karaoke bar, yes. Maybe, yes. It could do it. The TARDIS could sustain the paradox.

The Doctor: Future Amy, could I borrow your sonic screwdr— it's a probe.
Future Amy: It's a screwdriver.

The Doctor: Amy now and Amy then, share a thought. Something so powerful that it can rip through time.

The Doctor: Come on, Rory! It's hardly rocket science. It's quantum physics.

The Doctor: Rory, Amys, we've created a massive paradox and the TARDIS hates it. She's still phasing. Trying to get out of here. {to the TARDIS} What's the nasty Amy done to you? Just calm down, dear.

The Doctor: Rory, you've got eight minutes left. I'm sorry, you're on your own now.
Rory: I'm not on my own. I've got my wives.

The Doctor: I'm sorry.
Rory: What are you doing?
The Doctor: I lied to her, Rory. There can never be two Amys in the TARDIS. The paradox would be too massive.
Rory: You can't leave her, she'll die!
The Doctor: No, she'll never have existed. When we save our Amy this future won't have happened.
Rory: She happened! She's there!
Future Amy: I trusted you!
The Doctor: No, she's not real.
Rory: She is real. Let her in.
The Doctor: Look, we keep this Amy, we leave ours. There can only be one Amy in the TARDIS. Which one do you want?! {he puts Rory's hand on the lock} Your choice.
Rory: This isn't fair. You're turning me into you.

Rory: Did you always know it would never work. Saving both Amys?
The Doctor: I promised you I would save her and there she is. Safe.
Rory: Yeah. There she is.

Amy: "Let's go to Ravan-Skala," he says. "People are six hundred feet tall, you have to talk to them in hot air balloons, and the tourist information center is made of one of their hats," he says. I'm sorry, but I don't see any huge hats.
The Doctor: Amy, [B-key]. This could be the most exciting thing I have ever seen.
Rory: You're kidding.
Amy: How can you be excited about a rubbish hotel on a rubbish bit of earth?
The Doctor: Because, assembled Ponds, this is not Earth. This has just been made to look like Earth. The craftsmanship involved, can you imagine?
Amy: What? And where are we?
The Doctor: I don't know. Something must have yanked us off-course. Look at the detail on that cheese plant!
Rory: Right, but who would mock up an Earth hotel?
The Doctor: Colonists maybe. Recreating a bit of home. Like when ex-pats open English pubs in Majorca. No, whoever did this I'm shaking his [stroke] her hand [stroke] tentacle.

The Doctor: Woah! That was quick.
Gibbis (David Walliams): We surrender.
Rory: No, it's okay.
Gibbis: We surrender!
The Doctor: A chair leg!
Rory: We're nice.
The Doctor: She threatened me with a chair leg!
Rita (Amara Karan): Who are you?
Howie Spraggs (Dimitri Leonidas): Oh god, we're back in reception.
Gibbis: We surrender.
The Doctor: I've never been threatened with a chair leg before. No. Hang on. I tell a lie.
Amy: Did you just say, "It's okay, we're nice"?
Rita: Okay, I need everyone to shut up now!
Howie: Rita, be careful, yeah?
Rita: Pupils are dilated. They're even more surprised than we are. Besides which, if it is a trick it'll tell us something.
The Doctor: Oh you're good. Oh, she's good. Amy, with regret, you're fired.
Amy: What?
The Doctor: I'm kidding.

The Doctor: I take it from the pathological compulsion to surrender you're from Tivoli.
Gibbis: Yes, the most invaded planet in the galaxy. Our anthem is called, "Glory to [insert name here]."

The Doctor: You with the face, Howie. You said you were surprised to be back in reception.
Howie: The walls move. Everything changes.
The Doctor: You. Clever one. What's he talking about?
Rita: The corridors twist and stretch. Rooms vanish and pop up somewhere else. It's like the hotel's alive.
The Doctor turning off the music: Quite enough of that.
Howie: Yeah, and it's huge. It's like no way out.
Rory: Have you tried the front door.
Rita: No. In two days it never occurred to us to try the front door. Thank god you're here.

The Doctor: They're not doors. They're walls. Walls that look like doors. Door-walls if you like. Or dwalls. Walds even. Though you probably got it when you said they're not doors. I mean even the windows are— Right. Big day for a fan of walls.
Rita: It's not just that. The rooms have things in them.
The Doctor: Things? Hello! What kind of things? Interesting things? I love things. Ask anyone.
Rita: Bad dreams.
The Doctor: Well that killed the mood.

The Doctor: So what have we got. People being snatched from their lives and dropped into an endless shifting maze that looks like a 1980s hotel with bad dreams in the bedrooms. Well apart from everything else that's just rude.

The Doctor: Okay. This is bad. At the moment I don't know how bad, but certainly we're three buses, a long walk, [a ] and a taxi from good.

The Doctor: Are there any more of you?
Rita: Joe. But he's tied up right now.
The Doctor: Doing what?
Rita: No. He's tied up right now.

The Doctor: Hello. I'm the Doctor.
Joe Buchanan (Daniel Pirrie): We're going to die here.
The Doctor: Well they certainly didn't mention that in the brochure. Is Joe there? Can I have a quick word.
Joe: No, it's still me, Doctor, but I've seen the light. I lived a blasphemous life but he has forgiven my inconstancy and soon he shall feast.
The Doctor: Well you've been here for two days. What's "he" waiting for?
Joe: We weren't ready. We were still raw.
The Doctor: But now you're what? Cooked?
Joe: If you like. Soon you will be too. Be patient. First: find your room.
The Doctor: My room.
Joe: There's a room here for everyone, Doctor. Even you.

The Doctor: You said you'd seen the light now.
Joe: Nothing else matters anymore. Only him. And these things. I used to hate them. They make me laugh now. {he starts laughing} Gottle o'geer! Gottle o'geer!

The Doctor: Where are you from? I don't understand. Aside from all the other things I don't understand.
Gibbis: What does it matter? Sooner or later someone will come along and rescue us. Or enslave us.

The Doctor: Quick thing before we go, if you feel drawn to a particular room, do not go in. And make sure someone else can see you at all times.

The Doctor: Something to add, Joe?
Joe: "Here comes a candle to light you to bed/Here comes a chopper to chop off your head." Chop chop chop chop.
Howie: Can we do something about him?!

Amy: Whatever that is, it's not real. Yeah?
The Doctor: No. No. I'm sure it isn't. But just in case let's run away and hide anyway.

The Doctor: Why haven't they got us yet? {he touches one} Amy, they're not real.
Amy: What?
The Doctor: They should have got us by now. Amy, look at me. Focus on me. It's your bad dream, that's all.
Rory: I don't think they're for us.

Rita: You are a medical doctor, aren't you? You haven't just got a degree in cheesemaking or something?
The Doctor: No! Well both actually.

Rita: This is Jahannam.
The Doctor: You're a Muslim!
Rita: Don't be frightened.
The Doctor: You think this is hell?
Rita: The whole 80s hotel thing took me by surprise though.
The Doctor: All these fears and phobias, wandering about. Most of them completely unconnected to us. So why are they still here?
Rita: Maybe the cleaners have gone on strike.
The Doctor: Ha. I like you. You're a right clever clock. But this isn't Hell, Rita.
Rita: You don't understand. I say that without fear. Jahannam will play its tricks and there'll be time when I'll want to run and scream, but I've tried to live a good life and that knowledge keeps me sane, despite the monsters and the bonkers rooms.

Rita: Gibbis is an alien, isn't he?
The Doctor: Yep.
Rita: Okay. I'm going to file that under "Freak out about it later."

The Doctor: Your civilization is one of the oldest in the galaxy and now I see why. Cowardice isn't quaint, it's sly, aggressive.

The Doctor: Howie, you're next. We're all dead jealous. So tell us. How do we get a piece of the action? Why isn't he possessing all of us?
Howie: You guys have got all these distractions. All these obstacles. It'd be so much easier if you just let it go, you know? Give up.
Amy: You want it to find you, even though you know what it's gonna do?
Howie: Are you kidding? He's going to kill us all. How cool is that?

The Doctor: It's as I thought, it feeds on fear. Everything—the rooms, Lucy's note, I mean even the pictures in reception—has been put here to frighten us. So we have to resist it. Do whatever you have to. Push your fingers, say a prayer, think of a basket of kittens. But do not give in to the fear.
Amy: Okay, but what are we actually going to do?
The Doctor: We're going to catch ourselves a monster.

The Doctor: You take people's most primal fears, pop it in a room. Tailor-made Hell just for them. Why? [...] Did you say, "they take"? What is that word? The... guard? No. The warden. This is a prison.

The Doctor: So what are we? Cell mates? Lunch? "We are not... right." That's what Joe said, that we weren't ready. So what what? You make us ready? You want? Replace? Replace what? Fear? You have lived so long even your name is lost. You want this to stop. Because you are just instinct. Then tell me! Tell me how to fight you.

The Doctor: Pond! Bring the fish.

The Doctor: Have you found your room yet?
Rory: No. Is that good or bad?
The Doctor: Maybe you're not scared of anything.
Rory: Well after all the time I've spent with you in the TARDIS, what was left to be scared of.
The Doctor: You said that in the past tense.
Rory: No I didn't.

The Doctor: Rita! Brilliant! How are you? Not panicking, are you? Good. Good. 'Cause I am literally an [?] toenail away from getting us out of here.
Rita: Why?
The Doctor: Excellent question. Excellent question. Why what?
Rita: Why is it up to you to save us? That's quite a God Complex you have there.
The Doctor: I brought them here. They say it was their choice, but offer a child a suitcase full of sweets and they'll take it. Offer someone all of time and space and they'll take that too. Which is why you shouldn't. Which is why grown-ups were invented.
Rita: "All of time and space,", eh?
The Doctor: Oh yeah. And when we get out of this I'll show you too.
Rita: I don't know what you're talking about, but whatever it was I have a feeling you just did it again.

The Doctor: Right down to the smallest detail. Gotcha, Mr. [?].

The Doctor opening Door 11: Of course. Who else.

The Doctor: You started to praise it, didn't you? {she nods}. Rita, come back please. We'll find away to stop it, I swear.
Rita: No, I need to get as far away from you all as possible.
The Doctor: No no no. The creature only wants whoever's praising it.
Rita: And then you'll put yourself in its way.
The Doctor: I'm coming to get you. Block out the fear and stay focused on your belief.
Rita: The hotel will keep us apart. I'll likely be fifty miles away by now.
The Doctor: I want you to do one last favor, Doctor. I can feel the Rapture approaching like a wave. I don't want you to witness this. I want you to remember me the way I was.

Rita: You stay where you are. Please, let me be robbed of my faith in private.
The Doctor: Look, Rita! Look!, go into the room, lock the door.
Rita: I'm not frightened, I'm blessed, Doctor. I'm at peace. I'm gonna hang up.
The Doctor: No no no!
Rita: Goodbye Doctor. Thank you for trying.
The Doctor: Rita please! Please!

The Doctor: Okay. It preys on the people's fear it possesses. But Rita wasn't afraid. She was brave and kind. Maybe it's something to do with the people. Some connection between the four of you that will tell me how to fight it.
Gibbis: Yes, you keep on saying that but you never do. And while we wait people keep dying and we'll be next!
Amy: Look, he'll work it out. He always does. Just let him riff and move anything expensive out of his way.

The Doctor: Oh no. Oh no no no.
Amy: Doctor, what is wrong?
The Doctor: It's not fear. It's faith. Not just religious faith, faith in something. Howie believed in conspiracies, that external forces controlled the world. Joe had dice cufflinks and a chain with a horseshoe—he was a gambler. And gamblers believe in luck. An intangible force that helps them win or lose. Gibbis has rejected any personal autonomy and he's waiting for the next batch of invaders to oppress him and tell him what to do. They all believe there's something guiding them, about to save them. That's what it replaces. Every time someone was confronted with their most primal fear they fell back on their most fundamental faith. And all this time I've been telling you to dig deep, find the thing that keeps you brave. I made you expose your faith. Showed them what they needed.
Rory: But why us? Why are we here?
The Doctor: It doesn't want you. That's why it kept showing you a way out. You're not religious or superstitious so there's no faith for you to fall back on. It wants her.
Amy: Me? Why?
The Doctor: Your faith in me. That's what brought us here.
Rory: But why do they lose their faith before they die and start worshipping... it?
The Doctor: It needs to convert their faith into a form it can consume. Faith is an energy—a specific emotional energy the creature needs to live. Which is why at the end of her note, Lucy said—
Amy: Praise him.
The Doctor: Exactly.

Amy: Doctor, it's happening. It's changing me. It's changing my thoughts.
The Doctor: I can't save you from it. There's nothing I can do to stop this.
Amy: What?
The Doctor: I stole your childhood and now I've led you by the hand to your death. But the worst thing is I knew. I knew this would happen. This is what always happens. Forget your faith in me. I took you with me because I was vain. Because I wanted to be adored. Look at you, glorious Pond. The Girl Who Waited for me. I'm not a hero. I really am just a madman in a box. And it's time we say each other as we really are. Amy Williams. It's time to stop waiting.

The Doctor: I severed the food supply, sacrificing her faith in me. Gave you the space to die.

Amy: What is it? A minotaur? Or an alien? Or an alien minotaur? That's not a question I thought I'd be asking this morning.
The Doctor: It's both actually.

Amy: It didn't want just me. So you must believe in some God or someone or it would have shown you the door too. So what do Time Lords pray to?
The Doctor: According to the in-flight recorder, the program developed glitches. Got stuck on the same setting. The fears from the people before us weren't tidied away.

What's it saying?
The Doctor: An ancient creature, drenched in the blood of the innocents. Drifting in space through an endless shifting maze. Such a creature, death would be a gift. Then accept it. And sleep well. {he pauses} I wasn't talking about myself.

Amy: Don't tell me, this isn't Earth, that isn't a real house, and inside lives a goblin who feeds on indecision.
The Doctor: Nope. Real Earth. Real house. Real door keys.
Amy: You're not serious.
Rory: The car too? But that's my favorite car. How did you know that was my favorite car?
The Doctor: You showed me a picture once, said "That's my favorite car."
Amy: Rory, we can't accept this.
Rory: She'll say that we can't accept it because it's too expensive, and we'll always feel a crippling sense of obligation. {looks at the car} It's a risk I'm willing to take.

Amy: So. You're leaving, aren't you?
The Doctor: You haven't seen the last of me. Bad penny is my middle name. Seriously, the looks I get when I fill in a form.
Amy: Why now?
The Doctor: Because you're still breathing.

Amy: Well I think this is about the washing up.
The Doctor: You know you're right. There's still heaps of stuff out there to look at. Did you know, there's a planet who's name literally translates as "volatile sex." Or maybe there's a bigger, scarier adventure waiting for you in there.
Amy: Even so, it can't happen like this. After everything we've been through, Doctor. Everything. You can't just drop me off at my house and say goodbye like we shared a cab.
The Doctor: What's the alternative? Me standing over your grave? Over your broken body. Over Rory's body.

Amy: You bump into my daughter, tell her to visit her old mom sometime.
The Doctor: Look after him.
Amy: Look after you.

Craig: Mum, it's not just you, I'm phoning everybody. I'm texting the world. "Craig Owens can do it on his own"! No one is coming to help me. {there's a knock at the door}. Mum, I'm going to have to call you back. {to himself} I'm coping, I'm coping on my own. I'm coping on my own. I'm coping on my own—
The Doctor: Hello Craig. I'm back!

The Doctor: Oh, you've redecorated! I don't like it.
Craig: It's a different house. We moved.
The Doctor: Yes. That's it.

Craig: Doctor, what are you doing here?
The Doctor: Social call. Thought it about time I tried one out. How are you?
Craig: I'm fine.
The Doctor: This is the bit where I say "I'm fine too", isn't it? "I'm fine too." Good. Love to Sophie. 'Bye! {the lights flicker} Something's wrong.

The Doctor: On your own you said, but you're not. You're not on your own. Increased sulfur emissions... and look at the state of this place. What are you not telling me?
Craig: Doctor, please—
The Doctor: Shush!
Craig: No you shush!
The Doctor: Shush!
Craig: Shush!
The Doctor: No you shush!

The Doctor: Whoever you are, get off this planet! {the baby starts crying}
Craig: You've woken him.

The Doctor: So when you say, "on your own"...
Craig: I meant on my own with the baby, yes. Because no one thinks I can cope on my own with the baby. Which is so unfair because... I can't cope on my own with him. I can't! He just cries all the time. I mean, do they have off switches?
The Doctor: Human beings, no. Believe me, I've checked.

The Doctor: So what did you call him? Will I blush?
Craig: No, we didn't call him "The Doctor."
The Doctor: No, I didn't think you would.

Craig: What are you doing here anyway?
The Doctor: Yes, he likes that, Alfie. Though personally he prefers to be called Stormaggedon, Dark Lord of All.
Craig: Sorry, what?
The Doctor: That's what he calls himself.
Craig: How d'you know that?
The Doctor: I speak baby.
Craig: Of course you do.

The Doctor: No! He's your dad, you can't just call him "Not Mum."
Craig: Not mum?
The Doctor: That's you. "Also Not Mum". That's me. And everybody else is... "peasants". That's a bit unfortunate.

Craig: What are you here for? What's happening?
The Doctor: Just popped in to say hello.
Craig: You don't do that. I checked the upstairs when we moved in. It's real. And next door, both sides. They're humans. Is it the fridge? Are there aliens in my fridge?
The Doctor: I just want to see you, Craig. Cross my hearts. Been knocking around on my own for a bit. Bit of a farewell tour.

Craig: You've noticed something. You've got your noticing face on. I have nightmares about that face.
The Doctor: Nope! Given all that up. Done noticing things. {the light flickers} Didn't even notice that, for example.

Craig: Can you do the shushing thing?
The Doctor: No, it only works once and only on life forms with underdeveloped brains.
Craig: How— You said "farewell tour". What do you mean farewell—?
The Doctor: Shush!

The Doctor: Just go, shouldn't notice things. Just go, stop noticing, just go, stop noticing, just go.... Stop it! Am I noticing? No. No, I am not. And what I am not doing is scanning around for electrical fluctuations. Oh shut up, you. I'm just dropping in on a friend. The last thing I need right now is a patina of teleport energy. I'm going, do you here me, going? Not staying, going. I am through saving them. I am going away now.

The Doctor: It goes up, tiddly up! It goes down, diddly down. For only £49.99, which I personally think is a bit steep. But then again, it's your parent's cash and they'll only waste it on boring stuff like lamps and vegetables. Yawn!

Craig: What the hell are you doing here?
The Doctor: I'm the Doctor, I work in a shop now. I am here to help. Look, they gave me a badge with my name on it in case I forget who I am. Very thoughtful as that does happen.

The Doctor: Craig, mind Yappy!
Craig: What?
The Doctor: Yappy. The Robot Dog. Not as much fun as I remember.

Craig: Why is none of this on the front page?
The Doctor: Oh! Page one has an exclusive on Nina, a local girl who got kicked off Britain's Got Talent. These people are on pages seven, nineteen and twenty-two. Because no one's noticed yet. They're far too excited about Nina's emotional journey, which—in fairness—is quite inspiring.

The Doctor: Just between you, me and Stormy—don't want to frighten any punters. Someone's been using the teleport below right here in the shop. Missing people last seen here in this area. Before you ask: CCTV's been wiped.
Craig: But teleport? A big— A teleport? Like a "beam-me-up" teleport like you see in Star Trek?
The Doctor: Exactly! Someone's been using a beam-me-up Star Trek teleport. Could be disguised as anything.

Craig: Was that the lights again?
The Doctor: Yes, that's it. That's all. It's always the lights.
Craig: Why did you say it like that?
The Doctor: Like what? {trying to lower his voice} Like what what what?
Craig: Like that. In that high-pitched voice?

Craig: Doctor, are you going to kiss me?
The Doctor: Yes, Craig. Yes I am. would you like that? Bit out of practice but I've had some wonderful feedback.

The Doctor: Craig, take Alfie and go.
Craig: No.
The Doctor: No?
Craig: No. I remember from last time. People got killed. People that didn't know you. I know where it's safest for me and Alfie and that's right next to you.
The Doctor: Is that so?
Craig: Yeah, you always win. You always survive.
The Doctor: Those were the days.

Craig: Where am I investigating?
The Doctor: Look around. Ask questions. People like it when you're with a baby. Babies are sweet. People talk to you. That's why I usually take a human with me.
Craig: So I'm your baby.
The Doctor: You're my baby!

Val (Lynda Baron): Hope you don't mind my saying, Doctor, but I think you look ever so sweet. You and your partner and your baby.
The Doctor: Partner. Yes. I like it. Is it better than companion?
Val: Companion. Sounds old fashioned. There's no need to be coy these days.

The Doctor: Silver rat. Glowing red eyes.
Val: Yes. Then it zizzed off! I wanted to get one for my nephew but stockroom say there's no such item.
The Doctor: Oh I bet they do.

The Doctor: Nope. Hold on. Un-shush.

Craig: I bet you excrete some sort of gas that makes people love you.
The Doctor: Would that I could, Craig.

The Doctor: Ah! Sorry madame. I'd try that in red if I were you.

The Doctor: Well you love me. I've never excreted any weird alien gasses into you.
Craig: I don't love you. Don't start that again.
The Doctor to Alfie: Yeah, I know. Of course he does. Of course you do! We're partners.
Craig: Yeah, but I did exactly what you would have done and I nearly got arrested.
The Doctor: Stormy thinks you should believe in yourself more.
Craig: Great, so now my baby's reviewing me.

The Doctor: Cybermats are infiltrators. Very small, very deadly. They collect power like bees collect pollen.

The Doctor: Craig! It's a coincidence! It happens. It's what the universe does for— {he sees Amy and Rory}. fun.

The Doctor: Right. Let's be having you then, Cybermat!

Craig: Couldn't you put that on quiet?
The Doctor: No! Its a sonic screwdriver! Sonic equals sound.

Craig: Why do I need a papoose?
The Doctor: Alfie wants you attached to him. You are far too slow when he summons you.
Craig: Is he going to stop giving me marks?
The Doctor: Never. It's parenthood. Couldn't you just have got a babysitter? {Alfie chimes in} No. Any babysitter. It doesn't have to be a hot one.

Craig: Are you okay?
The Doctor: I should be dead, but the arm it chopped me with, it was damaged. Old, spare parts. Must have changed those missing people.
Craig: Changed the missing into cybermen? Why didn't they change you?
The Doctor: Long story. I'm not exactly compatible. But why are they using spare parts? Why? Everything I find out makes less sense.

Craig: We've gotta go. We've gotta get back to base.
The Doctor: We've got a base? When did we get a base?

The Doctor: Stop crying. You've got a lot to look forward to, you know. A normal human life on Earth. Mortgage repayments. The nine-to-five. A persistent, nagging sense of spiritual emptiness. Save the tears for later, boy-o. Oh, that was crabby. That was old. But I am old, Stormy. I am so old. So near the end.

The Doctor: You could be anything. {Alfie gurgles} Yes, I know. You could walk amongst the stars. They don't actually look like that you know. They're a lot more impressive.

The Doctor: You know when I was little like you I dreamt of the stars. Yeah. I think it's fair to say, in the language of your age, that I lived my dream. I owned the stage. Gave it a hundred and ten percent. I hope you have as much fun as I did, Alfie.

The Doctor: Alfie, why is there a sinister beeping coming from behind me?

The Doctor: It must be shielded from metastatic energy. Of course!
Craig: Of course!
The Doctor: Don't worry, I have an app for that.

The Doctor: No. I am a stupid selfish man. Always have been. I should have made you go. I should never have come here.
Craig: What would have happened if you hadn't come? Who else knows about cybermen and teleports.
The Doctor: I put people in danger.
Craig: Stop beating yourself up! If it weren't for you, this whole planet would be in absolute ruin.

The Doctor: Craig, very soon I won't be here. My time is running out. I don't mean Exidor. "Silence will fall when the question is asked." I don't even know what the question is. I always knew I'd die still asking. The thing is, Craig, it's tomorrow. Can't put it off anymore. Tomorrow is the day I—.

The Doctor: Safe mode. Clever me. Come along, bitey.

Val: You found the silver rat?
The Doctor: But where are the silver men?

The Doctor: They must have had a back-up system. Something complicated. Something powerful. Something shielded. Something like... a door? A door. A desillium bonded steel door disguised as a wall. That is cheating! So. They didn't teleport down. They climbed up.

Cyberman: You have come to us.
The Doctor: Took me awhile. Lot on my mind.

The Doctor: Listen to me. I believe in you. I believe you can do this. I've always believed. In all of you, all my life. I'm going to die, Craig. Tomorrow I'm going to die. But I don't mind if you just prove me right! Craig!

Cyberman: Emotions eradicated. Conversion complete. {beeping} Alert! Emotional subsystems rebooting. This is impossible.
The Doctor: He can hear him. He can hear Alfie. Oh please, just give me this. Craig, you wanted a chance to prove you're a dad. You are never gonna get a better one than this.

Cyberman: What is happening?
The Doctor: What's happening, you metal moron, a baby is crying. And you better watch out! Because guess what? Ha ha! Daddy's coming home!

The Doctor: That was another review. Ten out of ten!
Craig: The Cybermen. They blew up. I blew 'em up with love.
The Doctor: No. That's impossible. And also grossly sentimental and over-simplistic. You destroyed them because of the deeply-ingrained hereditary human trait to protect one's own genes. Which in turn triggered a... a... Um. Yeah. Love. You blew them up with love.

The Doctor: The building should be totally safe, structurally. And of course the bonded desillium contained the explosion.
Kelly (Holly Dempsey): Right. Why are you telling me all this?
The Doctor: I don't know. Shush.

The Doctor: See. I do come back.
Craig: How did you... ?
The Doctor: Time machine. But even with time travel, getting glazers on a Sunday... tricky.
Craig: You went back in time. That means you used up your hours. what about Exidor?
The Doctor: What about you being in trouble with Sophie when she comes back? I couldn't let that happen.
Craig: You used up your time for me?
The Doctor: Of course I did. You're me mate.

The Doctor: Alfie. He prefers the name Alfie now. And he's very proud of his dad.
Craig: He calls me dad?
The Doctor: Yeah, of course he does. Now.

The Doctor: Well. Now it's time. I have to go.
Craig: Doctor, I know that something's wrong. I can help you.
The Doctor: Nobody can help me. I hope Sophie won't mind. I need these {he grabs the too-familiar blue envelopes}.
Craig: Where are you going to go?
The Doctor: America.
Craig: Sophie will be home any second. Are you sure?
The Doctor: I can't miss this appointment, Craig. Goodbye, mate.
Craig: Wait there. One second. {he comes back with a Stetson}

The Doctor: Well then, old girl. One last trip, eh?

The Doctor: Hey. I'm the Doctor. I was here to help. And you are very very welcome.

London 5:02pm 22nd April, 2011

Emperor Churchill: "Tick tock goes the clock," as the old song says. But they don't, do they? The clocks never tick. "Something has happened to time." That's what you say. What you never stop saying. "All of history is happening at once." But what does that mean? What happened? Explain to me in terms that I can understand. What happened to time?
The Doctor: A woman.

Earlier...

The Doctor: Imagine you were dying. Imagine you were afraid and a long way from home in terrible pain. Just when you thought it couldn't get worse, you looked up and saw the face of the Devil himself. Hello, Dalek.

Dalek: Emergency! Emergency! Weapons system disabled! Emergency!
The Doctor: Hush now. I need some information from your data core. Everything the Daleks know about the Silence.

The Docks of Calisto B

The Doctor: Gideon Vandaleur. Get him. Now.
Barman (Sean Buckley): Who says he's here? {the Doctor slaps down a Dalek eyestalk}.

The Doctor: Father Gideon Vandaleur. Former envoy of the Silence. My condolences.
Gideon Vandaleur (Niall Greig Fulton): Your what?
The Doctor: Gideon Vandaleur has been dead for six months. {he looks into the eye} Can I speak to the captain please?

The Doctor: Hello again. The Teselecta time-traveling, space changing robot powered by miniaturized people. Never get bored of that. Long time since Berlin.
Carter (Richard Dillane): Doctor, what have you done to our systems?
The Doctor: They'll be fine if you behave. Now, this unit can disguise itself as anyone in the universe. So if you're posing as Vandaleur you're investigating the Silence. Tell me about them.
Carter: Tell you what?
The Doctor: One thing. Just one. Their weakest link.

The Doctor: The crowd are getting restless. They know the queen is your only legal move. Except you've already moved it twelve times, which means there are now four million volts running through it. {the crowd grows impatient} That's why they call it live chess. Even with the gauntlet, you'll never make it to bishop four alive.
Gantok (Rondo Haxton): I'm a dead man unless you concede the game.
The Doctor: But I'm winning.
Gantok: Name your price.
The Doctor: Information.
Gantok: I work for the Silence. They would kill me.
The Doctor: They're going to kill me too, very soon. I was just going to lie down and take it. But you know what? Before I go, I'd like to know why I have to die.
Gantok: Dorium Maldovar. He's the only one that can help you.
The Doctor: Dorium's dead. The monks beheaded him at Demon's Run.
Gantok: I know. Concede the game, Doctor, and I'll take you to him.

Gantok: Seventh transept. Where the Headless Monks keep the leftovers. Watch your step, there are traps everywhere.
The Doctor: I hate rats.
Gantok: There are no rats in the transept.
The Doctor: Good.
Gantok: The skulls eat them.

Gantok: The Headless Monks behead you alive, remember?
The Doctor: Why are some of them in boxes?
Gantok: Because some people are rich. And some people are left to rot. Dorium Maldovar was always very rich.

Dorium Maldovar (Simon Fisher-Becker): Hello? Is someone there? Ah! Doctor! Thank god it's you. The monks, they turned on me.
The Doctor: Well. I'm afraid they rather did. A bit.
Maldovar: Give it to me straight, Doctor. How bad are my injuries?
The Doctor: Well... {Dorium starts laughing}
Maldovar: Oh! Your face!
The Doctor: Oh you...

Churchill: This is absurd. Other worlds, carnivorous skulls. Talking heads. I don't know why I'm listening to you.
The Doctor: Because in another reality you and I are friends. And you sense that. Just as you sense there is something wrong with time.
Churchill: You mentioned a woman.
The Doctor: Yes. I'm getting to her.
Churchill: What's she like? Attractive, I assume.
The Doctor: Hell. In high heels.
Churchill: Tell me more.

Maldovar: Oh it's not so bad, really, as long as they get your box the right way up. I got a media chip fitted in my head years ago and the WiFi down here is excellent. So I keep myself entertained.
The Doctor: I need to know about the Silence.
Maldovar: Oh. They're a religious order of great power and discretion. The sentinels of history, as they like to call themselves.
The Doctor: And they want me dead?
Maldovar: No, not really. They just don't want you to remain alive.
The Doctor: That's okay then. I was a bit worried for a minute there.
Maldovar: You're a man with a long and dangerous past. But your future is infinitely more terrifying. The Silence believe it must be averted
The Doctor: You know, you could have told me this last time we met.
Maldovar: It was a busy day and I got beheaded!
The Doctor: What's so dangerous about my future?
Maldovar: On the Fields of Trensilore, on the Fall of the Eleventh, when no living creature can speak falsely or fail to answer, a question will be asked. A question that must never ever be answered.
The Doctor: "Silence will fall when the question is asked."
Maldovar: "Silence must fall" would be a better translation. The Silence are determined that the questions will never be answered, that the Doctor will never reach Trensilore.
The Doctor: I don't understand, what's it got to do with me?
Maldovar: The first question—the oldest question in the universe hidden in plain sight. would you like to know what it is?
The Doctor: Yes.
Maldovar: Are you sure? {the skulls start turning} Very very sure?
The Doctor: Of course.
Maldovar: Then I shall tell you. But on your own head be it.

Churchill: But what was the question? Why did it mean your death?
The Doctor: Suppose there was a man who knew a secret. A terrible, dangerous secret that must never be told. How would you erase that secret from the world—destroy it forever—before it can be spoken?
Churchill: If I had to, I'd destroy the man.
The Doctor: "And Silence would fall." All those times I heard those words, I never realized it was my silence. My death. The Doctor will fall.

The Doctor: Why are we here?
Churchill: This—this is the Senate room.
The Doctor: Why did we leave you office?
Churchill: Well. We wanted a stroll, didn't we.
The Doctor checking his pulse: I think I've been running. Why do you have your revolver?
Churchill: Well. You're dangerous company, soothsayer.
The Doctor noticing a mark on his arm: Yes. I think I am.
Churchill: Resume your story.

Maldovar: Doctor, please. Open my hatch. I've got an awful headache. Which to be honest means more than it used to. It's like some terrible weight pressing down on my— {realizes he's upside down} Oh. I see.
The Doctor: Why Lake Silencio? Why Utah?
Maldovar: It's a still point in time. Makes it easier to create a fixed point. And your death is a fixed point, Doctor. You can't run away from this.
The Doctor: I've been running all my life. Why should I stop?
Maldovar: Because now you know what's at stake, why your life must end.
The Doctor: Not today.
Maldovar: What's the point in delaying? How long have you delayed already?
The Doctor: Been knocking about, bit if a farewell tour. Things to do, people to see. There's always more. I can invent a new color, save the dodo, join the Beatles. {on the phone} Hello, it's me! Get him, tell him we're going out and it's all on me except for the money and the driving! {to Dorium} I have got a time machine, Dorium. It's all still going on. For me it never stops. Liz the First is still waiting in a glade to elope with me. I could help Rose Tyler with her homework. I could go on all Jack's stag parties in one night.
Maldovar: Time catches up with us all, Doctor!
The Doctor: Well it has never laid a glove on me!

The Doctor: Hello.
Nurse (Katharine Burford): Doctor, I'm so sorry. We didn't know how to contact you. I'm afraid Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart passed away a few months ago. Doctor?
The Doctor: Ah... Yes, yes.
Nurse: It was very peaceful. Talked a lot about you if that's any comfort. Always made us pour an extra brandy in case you came 'round one of these days.

Maldovar: Doctor, what's wrong?
The Doctor: Nothing, I just... {he takes the TARDIS blue envelopes from his pocket} It's time. It's time.

Carter: Surely you could deliver the messages yourself.
The Doctor: It would involve crossing my own time stream. Best not.
Carter: According to our files, this is the end for you. Your final journey. We'll deliver your messages. You can depend on us.
The Doctor: Thank you.

Churchill: Why would you do this? Of all the things you've told me, this I find hardest to believe. Why? To invite your friends to see your death?
The Doctor: I had to die. I didn't have to die alone.

The Doctor: Amy and Rory. The Last Centurion and The Girl Who Waited. However dark it got, I'd turn around an there they'd be. If it's time to go, remember what you're leaving. Remember the best. My friends have always been the best of me.
Churchill: And did you tell them this was going to happen?
The Doctor: It would help if you didn't keep asking questions.

Churchill: And this woman you spoke of, did you invite her?
The Doctor: Yes. She was there. River Song came twice.

Rory: So when are we going to 1969?
The Doctor: Everything was in place. I only had to do one more thing. I only had to die.
River: Oh my god.
The Doctor: All of you just stay back. Whatever happens now you do not interfere.

The Doctor: Well then. Here we are at last.
River: I can't stop it. The suit's in control.
The Doctor: You're not supposed to. This has to happen.
River: Run.
The Doctor: Did run. Running brought me here.
River: I tried to fight it but I can't. It's too strong.
The Doctor: I know. It's okay. This is where I die. This is a fixed point. This must happen—this always happens. Don't worry. You won't even remember this. Look over there.
River: It's me. How can I be there?
The Doctor: That's you from the future. Serving time for a murder you probably can't remember. My murder.
River: Why would you do that? Make me watch?
The Doctor: So that you know this is inevitable. And you are forgiven. Always and completely forgiven.
River: Please, my love. Please please, just run.
The Doctor: Can't.
River: Time can be rewritten.
The Doctor: Don't you dare. Goodbye, River.

River: Hello Sweetie.
The Doctor: What have you done?!
River: Well I think I just drained my weapons systems.
The Doctor: But this is fixed! This is a fixed point in time!
River: Fixed points can be rewritten.
The Doctor: No they can't, of course they can't! Who told you—

Churchill: Well? What happened?
The Doctor: Nothing.
Churchill: Nothing?
The Doctor: Nothing happened. And then it kept happening. Or if you'd prefer, everything happened at once and it won't ever stop. Time is dying. It's going to be five-oh-two in the afternoon for all eternity. The needle's stuck on the record.
Churchill: A record? Good lord, man, have you never heard of downloads?
The Doctor: Said Winston Churchill.

Churchill: Gun smoke. That's gun smoke. {looking at his revolver} Oh. I appear to have fired this.
The Doctor: We seem to be defending ourselves.
Churchill: I don't understand.
The Doctor: The creatures that lead the Silence. Remarkable things, and memory-proof.
Churchill: But what does that mean?
The Doctor: Well you can't remember them. The moment you look away you forget they were ever there. Don't panic! In small numbers they're not too difficult.

Churchill: Who the Devil are you? Identify yourself!
Amy: Pond. Amelia Pond.
The Doctor: No, she's on our side. it's okay, Winston. {notices the eye patch}. No. No, Amy. Amy. Why are you wearing that?

The Doctor: Amy.
Amy: Those stun guns aren't fun. I'm sorry. I wanted to avoid a long conversation. You need to get up though. We'll be in Cairo shortly.
The Doctor: Amy Pond. Amelia Pond from Leadworth, please listen to me. I know it seems impossible but you know me. In another version of reality you and I were best friends. We travelled together, we had adventures. Amelia Pond, you grew up with a time rift in the wall of your bedroom. You can see what others can't. You can remember things that never happened. And if you try, if you really really try, you'll be able to— {notices he's brandishing a TARDIS model} Oh.

Amy: You look rubbish.
The Doctor: You look wonderful.
Amy: So do you. But don't worry. {she pulls out his suit} We'll soon fix that.
The Doctor: Oh. Geronimo.

The Doctor: Okay, you can turn around now. How do I look?
Amy: Cool.
The Doctor: Really?
Amy: No.
The Doctor: Cool office, though. Why do you have an office? Are you like a special agent boss lady or something? Not sure about the eye patch though.
Amy: it's not an eye patch Time's gone wrong. Some of us noticed. There's a whole team of us working on it. You'll see.

The Doctor: And you've got an office on a train. That is so cool. Can I have an office? Never had an office before. Or a train. Or a train-slash-office.
Amy: God, I've missed you!
The Doctor: Okay. Hugging and missing now. Where's the Roman?
Amy: You mean Rory? My husband, Rory, yeah? {she grabs a drawing} That's him, isn't it? I have no idea. I can't find him but I love him very much, don't I? {it's not Rory}
The Doctor: Apparently.

Amy: I have to keep doing this, writing and drawing things. It's just so hard to keep remembering.
The Doctor: But it's not your fault. Time's gone wrong. Do you remember why?
Amy: Lakeside.
The Doctor: Lake Silencio, Utah. I died.
Amy: But then you didn't die. See, I remember it twice, different ways.
The Doctor: Two different versions of the same event. Both happening in the same moment. Time, split, wide open. Now look at it. All of history happening at once.
Amy: What does it matter? I mean, can't we just stay like this?
The Doctor: Time isn't just frozen, it's disintegrating. It will spread and spread and all of reality will simply fall apart.

The Doctor: Amy, you'll find your Rory. You always do. But you really have to look.
Amy: I am looking.
The Doctor: Oh, my Amelia Pond. You don't always look hard enough.

Amy: Why are you older? If time isn't really passing then how can you be aging?
The Doctor: Time is still passing for me. Every explosion has an epicenter. I'm it. I'm what's wrong.
Amy: What's wrong with you?
The Doctor: I'm still alive.

Area 52

Rory: You have to put it on, sir.
The Doctor: An eye patch? What for?
Amy: It's not an eye patch
Rory: It's an iDrive, sir. It communicates directly with the memory centers of the brain. Acts as external storage.
Amy: Only thing that works on them. Because no living mind can remember these things.
Rory: The Silence. We've captured over a hundred of them now. All held in this pyramid.
The Doctor: Yeah. I've encountered them before. Always wondered what they looked like.
Amy: Well put your iDrive on and you'll retain the information, but only for as long as you're wearing it.
The Doctor: The Silence have human servants. They all wear these.
Amy: They'd have to.

Rory: They seem to be noticing you.
The Doctor: Yeah. They would.
Amy: So why aren't the human race killing Silence on sight anymore?
The Doctor: That was a whole other reality. What are the tanks for?
Rory: They can draw electricity from anything. It's how they attack. The fluid insulates them. And I really don't like the way they're looking at you.
The Doctor: Me neither.
Rory: Ma'am, I'm sure it's nothing but I should really check this out. They haven't been this active in awhile. You two, upstairs. Check all the tank seals and then the floors above. Get everyone checking.

The Doctor: Captain Williams, Nice fellow. What's his first name?
Amy: Captain.

The Doctor: Loyal soldier, waiting to be noticed. Always the pattern. Why is that?
Rory: Sorry sir.
The Doctor: Your boss, you should just ask her out. She likes you. She said so.
Rory: Really sir? What did she say?
The Doctor: Well she just sort of generally indicated—
Rory: What exactly did she say?
The Doctor: She said you were a Mr. Hottie... ness. And that she would like to go out with you for texting and scones.
Rory: You really haven't done this before, have you?
The Doctor: No I haven't.

The Doctor: Hi honey, I'm home.
River: And what sort of time do you call this?
Madame Kovarian: The death of time. The end of time. The end of us all. Oh, why couldn't you just die?
The Doctor: Did my best, dear. I showed up. You just can't get good psychopaths these days. Love what you've done with the pyramids! How did you score all this?
River: Hallucinogenic lipstick. Works wonders on President Kennedy. And Cleopatra was a real pushover.
The Doctor: I always thought so.
River: She mentioned you.
The Doctor: And what did she say?
River: "Put down that gun."
The Doctor: And did you?
River: Eventually.
Madame Kovarian: Oh they're flirting. Do I have to watch this?
River: It was such a big mistake, wasn't it, Madame Kovarian? Take a child, raise her into a perfect psychopath, introduce her to the Doctor. Who else was I going to fall in love with?
The Doctor: That's not funny, River. Reality is fatally compromised. Tell me you understand that.
River: Dinner?
The Doctor: I don't have the time, nobody has the time. Because as long as I'm alive, time is dying because of you, River.
River: Because I refused to kill the man I love.
The Doctor: Oh you love me, do you? {he moves toward her}
Amy: Get him!
The Doctor: Oh, that's sweet of you, isn't that sweet, come here you. {the guards pull him back}
River: I'm not a fool, sweetie. I know what happens if we touch. {he grabs her arm} Get off me! Get him off me!
Amy: Doctor, no! Let go! Please, you've gotta let go!
Dr. Kent: Moving. Time's moving!
River: Get him off me!
Amy: Doctor!
The Doctor: I'm sorry, River. It's the only way.

River: Cuff him.
The Doctor: Why do you always have handcuffs? It's the only way, River. We're the opposite poles of the disruption. If we touch, we short out the differential. Time can begin again.
River: And I'll be by a lakeside, killing you.
The Doctor: And time won't fall apart. The clocks will tick. Reality will continue. There isn't another way.
River: I didn't say there was, Sweetie.

River: There are so many theories about you and I, you know.
The Doctor: Idle gossip.
River: Archaeology.
The Doctor: Same thing.
River: Am I the woman who marries you, or the woman who murders you.
The Doctor: Oh... I don't want to marry you.
River: I don't want to murder you.
The Doctor: Well this is no fun at all.
River: It isn't, is it?

The Doctor: We could stop this right now, you and I. Amy, tell her.
Amy: We've been working on something. Just let us show you.
The Doctor: No point. There's nothing you can do. My time is up.
Amy: We're doing this for you!
The Doctor: And people are dying for me. I won't thank you for that, Amelia Pond.
River: Just let us show you.
Amy: Please! Captain Williams, how long do we have?
Rory: A couple of minutes.
River: That's enough. We're going to the receptor room right at the top of the pyramid. I hope you're ready for a climb.

The Doctor: What's this? Oh, it's a timey-wimey distress beacon. Who built this?
River: I'm a child of the TARDIS. I understand the physics.
The Doctor: But that's all you've got is a distress beacon?
River: I've been sending out a message. A distress call. Outside the bubble of our time. The universe is still turning and I've sent a message everywhere. To the future and the past, the beginning and the end of everything. "The Doctor is dying. Please, please help."
The Doctor: River! River! This is ridiculous! That would mean nothing to anyone. It's insane. Worse, it's stupid! You embarrass me.
Amy: We barricaded the door. We've got a few minutes. Just tell him. Just tell him, River!
River: Those reports of the sun spots and the solar flares. They're wrong. They're aren't any. It's not the sun. It's you. The sky is full of a million million voices, saying, "Yes of course. We'll help." You've touched so many lives, saved so many people. Did you think when your time came you'd really have to do more than just ask? You've decided that the universe is better of without you. But the universe doesn't agree.
The Doctor: River, no one can help me. A fixed point has been altered. Time is disintegrating.
River: I can't let you die—
The Doctor: But I have to die!
River: Shut up! I can't let you without knowing you are loved. By so many and so much. And by no one more than me.
The Doctor: River, you and I, we know what this means. We are ground zero of an explosion that will engulf all reality. Billions and billions will suffer and die.
River: I'll suffer if I have to kill you.
The Doctor: More than everything living thing in the universe?!
River: Yes.

The Doctor: Amy, uncuff me now. {she does}. Okay, I need a strip of cloth about a foot long. Anything will do. Never mind. River, take one end of this, wrap it around your hand, and hold it out to me.
River: What am I doing?
The Doctor: As you're told. Now. In the middle of a combat zone so we'll have to do the quick version. Captain Williams, say, "I consent and gladly give."
Rory: To what?
The Doctor: Just say it! Please.
Rory: I consent and gladly give.
The Doctor: I need you to say it too, mother of the bride.
Amy: I consent and gladly give.
The Doctor: Now, River. I'm about to whisper something in your ear and you have to remember it very very carefully and tell no one what I said. {he whispers}. I just told you my name. Now. There you go. River Song. Melody Pond. You're the woman who married me. And wife, I have a request. This world is dying and it's my fault. And I can't bear it another day. Please, help me. There isn't another way.
River: Then you may kiss the bride.
The Doctor: I'll make it a good one.
River: You better.

The Doctor: And you are forgiven. Always and completely forgiven.

Carter: Is there nothing else we can do?
The Doctor: Actually, thinking about it.

The Doctor: Look into my eye.

The Doctor: The Teselecta. A Doctor in a Doctor suit. Time said I had to be on that beach so I dressed for the occasion. Barely got singed in that boat.
Dorium: So you're going to do this—let them all think you're dead?
The Doctor: it's the only way. Then they can all forget me. I got too big, Dorium. Too noisy. Time to step back into the shadows.
Dorium: And Doctor Song, in prison all her days?
The Doctor: Her days, yes. And her nights... well. That's between her and me, eh?
Dorium: So many secrets, Doctor. I'll help you keep them of course.
The Doctor: Well you're not exactly going anywhere are you?
Dorium: But you're a fool nonetheless. It's all still waiting for you. The Fields of Trensilore. The Fall of the Eleventh. And the question.
The Doctor: Goodbye Dorium.
Dorium: The first question! The question that must never be answered! Hidden in plain sight! The question you've been running from all your life! "Doctor Who." "Doctor Who." "Doctor Who"!