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Good men don't need rules. Today is not the ngày to find out why I have so many.
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Oh, look, I'm angry. That's new. I'm really not sure what's going to happen now.
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Rory, take Hitler and put him in the cupboard over there, now. Do it.
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Pantophobia. Not fear of pants, though, if that's what you're thinking. It's the
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bạn might as well call me Smith!
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Those words. "Run away." I want bạn to be famous for those exact words.
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No! No! Impossible! It's all running about, sexy cá vampires, and blowing up
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Poisoned me, but I'm fine ... well, no. I'm dying. But I've got a plan.
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I can't save bạn from this. There's nothing I can do to stop this. I lấy trộm, đánh cắp your
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It's okay, she's still all yours. And really bạn should call her "Mummy", not
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I speak Baby.
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Well, she's been brainwashed; it all makes sense to her. Plus... she's a woman!
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Well, she did. And then she used her remaining lives to bring me back. As first
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When I was your age — about, ooh, a thousand years cách đây — I loved a good
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First things first. bạn got any jammy dodgers??
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Look. Wooden chicken. Cup, saucers, plates, knives, forks. Fruit. Chicken's wood.
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Yes, except sometimes, knowing your own future is what enables bạn to change it.
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Come on, Rory, this is hardly rocket science, this is quantum physics!
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OK, this is bad. At the moment I don't know how bad, but certainly we're three
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bạn haven't seen the last of me. Bad Penny is my middle name. Seriously, the look
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No! No! Impossible! It's all running about, sexy fish vampires, and blowing up stuff. Rory wasn't even there at the beginning. Then he was dead, then he didn't exist, then he was plastic, then I had to reboot the whole universe, long story. So, technically, the first time they were on the TARDIS together in this version of reality was on their w...On their wedding night.
Well, she did. And then she used her remaining lives to bring me back. As first dates go, I’d say that was mixed signals.
Pantophobia. Not fear of pants, though, if that's what you're thinking. It's the fear of everything. Including pants, I suppose, in that case.
When I was your age — about, ooh, a thousand years ago — I loved a good bedtime story. The Three Little Sontarans. The Emperor Dalek's New Clothes. Snow White and the Seven Keys to Doomsday, eh? All the classics.
Look. Wooden chicken. Cup, saucers, plates, knives, forks. Fruit. Chicken's wood. So. We're either inside the doll's house or this is a refuge for dirty posh people who eat wooden food. Or termites. Giant termites trying to get on the property ladder. No, That's possible. Is that possible?
Yes, except sometimes, knowing your own future is what enables you to change it. Especially if you're bloody-minded, contradictory, and completely unpredictable.
OK, this is bad. At the moment I don't know how bad, but certainly we're three buses, a long walk, and eight quid in a taxi from good.
I can't save you from this. There's nothing I can do to stop this. I stole your childhood and now I've lead 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 mad man in a box. And it's time we saw each other as we really are. Amy Williams, it's time to stop waiting. x
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, it's...
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