Character: Amy Pond. Page 6

You are a freak... like all the coolest people.

- How do you know what to do?
- I spent enough time with the Doctor to know whenever you enter somewhere new, press buttons.
- What else have you learned from him?
- Don't stop push buttons.

Amy: One little girl crying, so what?
Doctor: Crying silently. I mean, babies cry to attract attention, because they are scared or hurt. When they cry silently, it means that they can't help crying. All parents know about it.
Amy: And you're a parent?
Doctor: hundreds of parents walk past her and not ask what it is. This means that everyone knows why she is crying, and say that they do not want.

- You need to start trusting me.
But you don't always tell me the truth.
If I always told you the truth, I wouldn't need your trust.

- Amazing, isn't it? All that pain and misery... and loneliness... and it just made it kind.
But you couldn't have known his reaction.
- Could not. But I've seen it before. Very, very old, very very kind and the very last of its kind. A little familiar, isn't it?

He came because I couldn't just watch as your children cry. What if you were really old, kind and alone? Your whole race dead, no future. If you were the same old, same kind and the last of your kind... you couldn't just watch as children cry.

When you meet this handsome man, and then talk to him, and in 5 minutes it's boring as a brick. And there are others. Meet them and think, "it's nothing normal." And then you get used to them and realize that person is right for them, as if it is written on all their essence. And they suddenly begin to seem so beautiful...

And what does that mean, Doctor? You never interfere in the Affairs of other peoples and planets until they cry?
Yes.

- He intervened in the past. It could rip a hole in the Universe.
He has done it before.
And, frankly, the universe exploded.

- So, the Doctor in the future know that he's going to die, recruits his younger self and all of us for... for what?
Avenge him?
- Mm, avenging's not his style.
- To save him!
That's not his style.

- We need a target!
But where do we get that?
The doctor: I have really brilliant ideas, yeah?
Yes.
But not this time! [POPs out from behind the Pandorica] I'm a target!

- Look! You swallowed a planet!
- I'm pregnant.
- You're huge!
- I'm pregnant.

And what do we do now?
- Like what? PSS!
What?
- To continue to move my ass.

If we die, let's die looking like a Peruvian folk band.