I don’t want to go. Sweet, maybe… Passionate, I suppose… But don’t ever mistake that for nice. There’s something else I’ve always wanted to say: Allons-y, Alonso! You can spend the rest of your life with me, but I can’t spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on. Alone. There’s only one time I could… New-new-Doctor. Don’t you think she looks tired?
New New York
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. It is! It’s the city of New New York! Strictly speaking, it’s the fifteenth New York since the original, so that makes it New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New New York.
There’s something else I’ve always wanted to say: Allons-y, Alonso! Black tie…Whenever I wear this, something bad always happens. New-new-Doctor. Goodbye…my Sarah Jane! I’m the Doctor, I can save the world with a kettle and some string! And look! I’m wearing a vegetable! You can spend the rest of your life with me, but I can’t spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on. Alone. That’s the curse of the Time Lords.
Wibbly-wobbly… timey-wimey… stuff.
People assume that time is a strict progression of cause-and-effect… but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly… timey-wimey… stuff. Ooh, that’s rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger.Aw, I wanted to be ginger! I’ve never been ginger! And you, Rose Tyler! Fat lot of good you were! You gave up on me! New-new-Doctor. Yeah? Well I’m the Lord of Time. It is! It’s the city of New New York! Strictly speaking, it’s the fifteenth New York since the original, so that makes it New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New New York.
I’m the Doctor, I can save the world with a kettle and some string! And look! I’m wearing a vegetable! What? What?! WHAT?! Don’t you think she looks tired? You need to get yourself a better dictionary. When you do, look up ‘genocide’. I’m the Doctor, I can save the world with a kettle and string!You’ll find a little picture of me there, and the caption’ll read ‘Over my dead body’. I don’t want to go. Sweet, maybe… Passionate, I suppose… But don’t ever mistake that for nice. Allons-y! New-new-Doctor. I’d call you a genius, except I’m in the room. You can spend the rest of your life with me, but I can’t spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on. Alone. That’s the curse of the Time Lords.
