Rory Williams: What are you doing?
The Doctor: Tracking the signal back—sorry, in advance.
Rory Williams: About what?
The Doctor: The bill.

The Doctor: It's a lot to take in, isn't it? Tiny box, huge room inside. "What's that about?" Let me explain—
Rory: It's another dimension.
The Doctor: It's basically another dimension— What?

Rory: What's with you and Amy? You said she kissed you.
The Doctor: Now? You want to do this NOW?
Rory: I have a right to know. I'm getting married in 430 years.

Amy: Why are those people waving at us?
The Doctor: Can't be. It is. It's you two.
Rory: No. We're here. How can we be up there.
The Doctor: Ten years in your future, come to relive past glories I'd imagine. Humans, you're so nostalgic.
Amy: We're still together in ten years.
Rory: No need to sound so surprised.

Rory: I promise you, Ambrose, I trust the Doctor with my life. We stick to his plan.

Restac: Do you understand who we are?
Rory: Sort of. A bit. Not really.

Rory: Doctor—
The Doctor: Hush, Rory. Thinking. Why leave a Cyberman on guard unless it's a Cyberthing in the box but why would they lock up one of their own? Okay, no, not a Cyberthing. But what? What? Oh! Missing something obvious, Rory. Something big. Something right slap in front of me. I can feel it.
Rory: Yeah. I think you probably are.
The Doctor: I'll get it in a minute.

The Doctor: Hello again.
Rory: Hello.
The Doctor: How've you been?
Rory: Good, yeah. Good. I mean, Roman.
The Doctor: Rory, I'm not trying to be rude. But you died.
Rory: Yeah. I know. I was there.
The Doctor: You died and then you were erased from time. You didn't just die. You were never born at all. You never existed.
Rory: Erased. What does that mean?
The Doctor: How can you be here?
Rory: I don't know. It's kind of fuzzy.
The Doctor: Fuzzy.
Rory: Well I died and turned into a Roman. It's very distracting.

Rory: I don't understand. Why am I here?
The Doctor: Because you are. The Universe is big. It's vast and complicated and ridiculous. And sometimes—very rarely—impossible things just happen and we call them miracles. And that's the theory. 900 years, never seen one yet. But this would do me. Now get upstairs. She's Amy and she's surrounded by Romans. I'm not sure history could take it.

Rory: So the Universe ended. You missed that. 102 A.D. I suppose this means you and I never get born at all. Twice in my case. You would have laughed at that. Please laugh. The Doctor said the Universe was huge and ridiculous and sometimes there were miracles. I could do with a ridiculous miracle about now. The Doctor suddenly appears in a fez holding a mop.

The Doctor: Two thousand years, Rory. You won't even sleep. You'll be conscious every second. It would drive you mad.
Rory: Will she be safer if I stay? Look me in the eye and tell me she wouldn't be safer.
The Doctor: Rory, you—
Rory: Answer me!
The Doctor: Yes. Obviously.
Rory: Then how could I leave her.
The Doctor: Why do you have to be so... human?
Rory: Because right now I'm not.

The Doctor: So. Two thousand years. How'd you do it?
Rory: Kept out of trouble.
The Doctor: How?
Rory: Unsuccessfully.

Amy: When I was a kid I had an imaginary friend. The Raggedy Doctor. My Raggedy Doctor. But he wasn't imaginary. He was real. I remember you. I remember! I brought the others back, I can bring you home too. Raggedy Man, I remember you and you are late for my wedding! I found you. I found you with words like you knew I would. That's why you told me the story. The brand new ancient blue box. Oh clever. Very clever. Something old. Something new. Something borrowed. Something blue.
Rory: It's the Doctor. How did we forget the Doctor. I was plastic...

Amy: Oy! Where are you off to? We haven't even had a snog in the shrubbery yet.
Rory: Amy.
Amy: Shut up! It's my wedding.
Rory: Our wedding!
The Doctor: Sorry you two. Shouldn't have slipped away. It's a bit busy. You know.
Rory: You just saved the whole of space and time. Take the evening off. Maybe a bit of tomorrow.

Rory: There's a boat. If we're going to do this, let's do it properly.

Amy: You're still talking, but it doesn't matter.
Rory: Hey! It mattered to him.
River: So it matters to us.

Amy: We have to tell him.
River: We've told him all we can. We can't even tell him we've seen his future self. He's interacted with his own past. It could rip a hole in the Universe.
Amy: Except he's done it before!
Rory: And in fairness the Universe did blow up.

Delaware: So what's going on here?
The Doctor: Uh... nothing. She's just a friend.
Rory: I think he's talking about the possible alien incursion.