Rory: OK, but it doesn't have to be him.
Amy: "Two nights later a magical sphere some 20 feet across was seen floating away from the tower, bearing the mysterious doctor aloft."
Rory: OK... it's him.
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You'd better get down here, sir. She's doing it again. Dr Song, sir. She's... packing. Says she's going to some planet called... America.
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Amy: This is it, yeah? The right place?
Rory: Nowhere, middle of? Yeah, this is it.
Doctor: Howdy!
Amy: Doctor!
Doctor: Ha-ha! It's the Ponds! Pond One and Pond Two! Hello, Ponds, come here!
Amy: So someone's been a busy boy then, eh?
Doctor: Did you see me?
Amy: Of course!
Doctor: Stalker!
Amy: Flirt! Husband.
Doctor: And Rory the Roman! Oh, come here!
Rory: Hey, nice hat.
Doctor: I wear a Stetson now, Stetsons are cool.
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River: Have we done Easter Island yet?
Doctor: Yes, I've got Easter Island!
River: They worshipped you there! Have you seen the statues?
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Amy: So what's happening, then? Because you've been up to something.
Doctor: I've been running... faster than I've ever run, and I've been running my whole life. Now it's time for me to stop.
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River: And since when do you drink wine?
Doctor: I'm 1103 - i must have drunk it some time. Oh, wine's horrid! I thought it would taste more like the gums.
Amy: 1103? You were 908 the last time we saw you.
Doctor: You've put on a couple of pounds. I wasn't going to mention it.
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Rory: The moon landing was in '69. Is that where we're going?
Doctor: Oh, a lot more happens in '69 than anyone remembers. Human beings... I thought i'd never get done saving you.
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Amy: What do we do, Rory?
River: We're his friends. We do what the Doctor's friends always do. As we're told.
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River: This is cold. Even by your standards, this is cold.
Doctor: Or, "Hello," as people used to say.
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Doctor: I just popped out to get my special straw. It adds more fizz.
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Amy: You're OK. How can you be OK?
Doctor: Of course i'm OK, i'm always OK, i'm the king of OK. Oh, that's a rubbish title, forget that title. Rory the Roman, that's a good title. Hello, Rory! And Dr River Song... Oh, you bad, bad girl, what trouble have you got for me this time?
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River: Amy, ask him what age he is.
Doctor: That's a bit personal.
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Doctor: What are we all doing here?
River: We've been recruited. Something to do with space, 1969, and a man called Canton Everett Delaware III.
Doctor: Recruited by who?
River: Someone who trusts you more than anybody else in the universe.
Doctor: And who's that?
River: Spoilers.
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Doctor: 1969, that's an easy one. Funny how some years are easy. Now, 1482, full of glitches. Now then, Canton Everett Delaware III, that was his name, yeah? How many of those can there be? Well, three, i suppose.
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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: In fairness, the universe did blow up.
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Doctor: I'm being extremely clever up here, and there's no-one to stand around, looking impressed. What's the point in having you all?
River: Couldn't you just slap him sometimes?
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Amy: River, we can't just let him die. We have to stop it. How can you be OK with this?
River: The Doctor's death doesn't frighten me, nor does my own. There's a far worse day coming for me.
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Doctor: Time isn't a straight line, it's all bumpy-wumpy. There's loads of boring stuff, like Sundays and Tuesdays and Thursday afternoons. But now and then there are Saturdays, big temporal tipping points when anything's possible.
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Doctor: Me, I'm late for a biplane lesson in 1911, or it could be knitting. Knitting or biplanes, one or the other.
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Doctor: Swear to me. Swear to me on something that matters.
Amy: Fish fingers and custard.
Doctor: My life in your hands, Amelia Pond.
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River: Richard Milhous Nixon. Vietnam, Watergate, there's some good stuff too.
Doctor: Not enough.
River: Hippy!
Doctor: Archaeologist.
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Doctor: Er, did you touch something?
River: Just admiring your skills, sweetie.
Doctor: Good! You might learn something.
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Doctor: Oh, look, this is the Oval Office. I was looking for the... Oblong Room.
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Doctor: Fellas, the guns, really? I just walked into the highest security office in the United States, parked a big blue box on the rug. You think you can just shoot me?
River: They're Americans!
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Nixon: What is that box?
Doctor: It's a Police Box, can't you read? I'm your new undercover agent, on loan from Scotland Yard. Code name, the Doctor. These are my top operatives, the Legs, the Nose, and Mrs Robinson.
River: I hate you.
Doctor: No, you don't!
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Canton: Mr President, that man walked in here with a big blue box and three of his friends and that's the man he walked past. One of them's worth listening to. What say we give him five minutes, see if he delivers.
Doctor: Thanks, Canton!
Canton: If he doesn't, i'll shoot him myself.
Doctor: Not so thanks.
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Doctor: I'm going to need a SWAT team ready to mobilise, street level maps covering all of Florida, a pot of coffee, twelve jammy dodgers and a fez.
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Nixon: Your five minutes are up.
Doctor: Yeah, and where's my fez?
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Amy: Why did you have to kill her?
Silence: Joy. Her name was Joy.
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Canton: You, sir, are a genius.
Doctor: It's a hobby.
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Doctor: Jefferson Adams Hamilton... River?
River: Surnames of three of America's founding fathers.
Doctor: Lovely fellas, two of them fancied me.
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Rory: Are you OK? Coping?
Canton: It's bigger on the inside.
Rory: You get used to it.
Canton: It's er...
Doctor: Are you taking care of this?
Rory: Why's it always my turn?
Amy: Cos you're the newest.
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Doctor: Dr Song, you've got that face on again.
River: What face?
Doctor: The "he's hot when he's clever" face.
River: This is my normal face.
Doctor: It is.
River: Oh, shut up.
Doctor: Not a chance.
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Canton: So we're in a box, that's bigger on the inside and it travels through time and space?
Rory: Basically.
Canton: How long have Scotland Yard had this?
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River: OK. But why would anyone want to trap us?
Doctor: Don't know. Let's see if anyone tries to kill us, and work backwards.
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Doctor: It's Earth tech, contemporary. Very contemporary. Cutting edge. This is from the space programme!
Amy: Stolen? What, by aliens?
Doctor: Apparently.
Amy: Why? If you can make it to Earth, why steal technology that can barely make it to the moon?
Doctor: Maybe cos it's cooler. Look how cool this stuff is!
Amy: Cool aliens?
Doctor: Well, what would you call me?
Amy: An alien.
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Rory: I, er, i think he's OK now.
Doctor: Ah, back with us, Canton?
Canton: Like your wheels.
Doctor: That's my boy!
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Doctor: Be careful.
River: Careful? Tried that once, ever so dull.
Doctor: Shout if you get in trouble.
River: Don't worry, i'm quite the screamer. Now there's a spoiler for you!
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Canton: So what's going on here?
Doctor: Nothing... She's just a friend.
Rory: I think he's talking about the possible alien incursion.
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River: It's locked. Why do people always lock things?
Rory: What's through there?
River: No idea.
Rory: Something bad?
River: Almost definitely.
Rory: You're going to open it, aren't you?
River: It's locked. How's a girl supposed to resist?
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Rory: What did you mean? What you said to Amy. There's a worse day coming for you.
River: When i first met the Doctor, a long, long time ago... he knew all about me. Think about that. Impressionable young girl, and suddenly this man just drops out of the sky, he's clever and mad and wonderful and knows every last thing about her. Imagine what that does to a girl.
Rory: I don't really have to.
River: Trouble is, it's all back to front. My past is his future. We're travelling in opposite directions. Every time we meet, i know him more, he knows me less. I live for the days when i see him. But i know that every time i do, he'll be one step further away. And the day's coming, when i'll look into that man's eyes... my Doctor... and he won't have the faintest idea who i am. And i think it's going to kill me.
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Canton: Doctor who, exactly?
Amy: That's classified.
Canton: Classified by who?
Amy: God knows.