Amy's Choice
[the Doctor sees that Amy is pregnant]
The Doctor: You've swallowed a planet!
Amy: I'm pregnant!
The Doctor: Look at you, you're huge!
Amy: Yeah, I'm pregnant.
The Doctor: Look at you! Oh, when worlds collide!
Amy: Doctor, I'm pregnant.
The Doctor: Oh, look at you both, five years later, you haven't changed a bit! Apart from age, and... size.
Amy: It's good to see you, Doctor.
The Doctor: [pause] Are you pregnant?
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The Doctor: You said everyone here lives to their nineties. There's something that doesn't make sense. [pause] Let's go and poke it with a stick.
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[The Doctor kicks the TARDIS console angrily to try and get it working]
The Doctor: OW! Never use force, you'll only embarrass yourself... unless you're cross, in which case, go ahead and use force!
Amy: Don't you have a manual?
The Doctor: I threw it into a supernova.
Amy: You threw the manual into a supernova. Why?
The Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Don't talk to me when I'm cross!
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[Birdsong sounds]
The Dream Lord: Tweet-tweet, time to sleep.
[The Doctor, Amy and Rory start to fall asleep]
The Dream Lord: Oh - Or are you waking up?
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The Dream Lord: If you die in the dream, you wake up in reality. Healthy recovery in next to no time. Ask me what happens if you die in reality.
Rory: What happens?
The Dream Lord: You die, stupid. That's why it's called reality.
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The Doctor: [To the Dream Lord] There's only one person in the universe who hates me as much as you do.
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Amy: What temperature is it?
The Doctor: Outside...brrrrr. How many noughts you got? Inside, I don't know, but I can't feel my feet and.... other parts.
Rory: I think all my parts are basically fine.
The Doctor: Stop competing.
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Rory: Oh, a poncho. The biggest crime against fashion since lederhosen.
Amy: Ah, here we go. Oh, my boys, my poncho boys, if we're going to die, let's die looking like a Peruvian folk band.
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The Dream Lord: Oh, is that who you think you are? The one he trusts?
Amy: Actually, yes.
The Dream Lord: You think you're the only girl in the universe to whom the Doctor tells everything?
Amy: [pause and leans in] Yes.
The Dream Lord: So what's his name?
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