Asylum of the Daleks
Rory: You have to sign these.
Amy: And then we’re not married?
Rory: Just like magic. {she hurriedly signs them}
Amy: Can’t chat. Working.
Rory: Really? I thought you were just pouting at a camera. {he leaves}
Dalek: Rory Williams is acquired!
Rory: Where are we? {he sees a Dalek fleet outside—in space} So how much trouble are we in?
The Doctor: How much trouble, Mr. Pond? Out of ten? Eleven.
Rory: What’s he doing?
Amy: He’s chosen the most defendable area in the room, counted all the Daleks, counted all the exits, and now he’s calculating the exact distance we’re standing apart and starting to worry. Oo! And look at him frowning now. “Something’s wrong with Amy and Rory and who’s gonna fix it?” And he straightens his bow tie.
Darla: The Asylum. It occupies the entire planet. Right to the core.
The Doctor: How many Daleks are down there?
Darla: A count has not been made. Millions certainly.
The Doctor: All still alive?
Darla: It has to be assumed. The Asylum is fully-automated. Supervision is not required.
Amy: Armed?
Darla: The Daleks are always armed.
Rory: What color? {they look confused} Sorry, there weren’t any good questions left.
Prime Minister: What is the noise! Explain! Explain!
The Doctor: It’s me.
Rory: Sorry, what?
The Doctor: It’s me, playing the triangle. Okay, I got buried in the mix.
Darla: You will need this. It will protect you from the nanocloud.
The Doctor: The what? The nanowhat?
Darla: The gravity beam will convey you close to the source of the transmission. You must find a way to deactivate the force field from there.
The Doctor: You’re going to fire me at a planet? That’s your plan? I get fired at a planet and expected to fix it?
Rory: In fairness that is slightly your M.O.
The Doctor: Don’t be fair to the Daleks when they’re firing me at a planet!
The Doctor: What do you want with them?
Dalek: It is known the Doctor requires companions.
Rory: Oh, brilliant. Good-o!
The Doctor: Don’t worry. We’ll get through this, I promise. Don’t be scared.
Amy: Scared? Who’s scared? Geronimo.
Rory: Wrong way up! Wrong way up! {he goes past them head-first}
Amy: Rory!
The Doctor: Speaking of Rory, is there anything that you want to tell me?
Amy: Are we going to do this now?
The Doctor: Well what happened?
Amy: Oh, stuff! We split up, what can you do.
The Doctor: What can I do?
Amy: Nothing. It’s not one of those things you can fix like you fix your bow tie. Don’t give me those big wet eyes, Raggedy Man. It’s life. Just life, that’s the thing that goes on when you’re not there.
Dalek: Ex- ex- ex- .
Rory: Eggs? You mean those things?
Dalek: Ex— !
Rory: I don’t… I don’t know what you want. Those things? Are those things eggs? {he picks one up} This? You want this?
Dalek: Ex…ter… min… ate!
Oswin: Run! The door at the end. They’re waking up, they’re slow. The door at the end, just run. Now now now! {Rory makes a run for it} So. Anyway. I’m Oswin. What do I call you?
Rory: Ah, I can’t remember. Ah… Rory.
Oswin: Lovely name, Rory. First boy I ever fancied was called Rory.
Rory: Okay.
Oswin: Actually she was called Nina. I was going through a phase. Just flirting to keep you cheerful. {the Daleks can be heard in the distance}
Rory: Okay, anytime you want to start flirting again is fine by me.
Oswin: Hey there, Binky Boy.
Rory: If it’s a straight choice I prefer Nina.
Oswin: Loving this. The nose and the chin. You two could fence.
Oswin: Okay, you’re safe for now. Pop your shirt off, quick as you like.
Rory: Why?
Oswin: Does there have to be a reason?
Rory: Who killed all the Daleks?
The Doctor: Who do you think?
Rory: Will sleeping help her? Will it slow down the process?
Oswin: Better hope so. Because pretty soon she’s going to try and kill you.
The Doctor: Amy! Still with us?
Rory: Amy, it’s me. Do you remember me? {she slaps him} She remembers me.
The Doctor: Same old Amy.
Oswin: Do you know how you make someone into a Dalek? Subtract love, add anger. Doesn’t she seem a bit too angry to you?
Amy: Well. Somebody’s never been to Scotland.
The Doctor: What about you though, Oswin? How come you’re okay? Why hasn’t the nanocloud converted you?
Oswin: I mentioned the genius thing, yeah? Shielded in here.
The Doctor: Clever of you. Now, this place. The Daleks said it was fully-automated. But look at it in here. It’s a wreck.
Oswin: Well I’ve had nearly a year to mess with them and… {looks around} not a lot else to do.
The Doctor: A junior entertainment manager hiding out in a wrecked ship, hacking the security systems of the most advanced warrior race the universe has ever seen. But you know what really gets me about you, Oswin. The soufflés.
Amy: The soufflés?
The Doctor: Where do you get the milk for the soufflés? Seriously, is no one else wondering about that?
Rory: No! Frankly, no. Twice.
Oswin: So. Doctor. I’ve been looking you up. You’re all over the database. Why do the Daleks call you “the Predator”.
The Doctor: I’m not a predator. I’m just a man with a plan.
Oswin: You’ve got a plan?
Rory: We’re all ears.
Amy: There’s a nose joke going if someone wants to pick that one off.
The Doctor: In no particular order, we ned to neutralize all the Daleks in this Asylum, rescue Oswin from the wreckage, escape from this planet, and fix Amy and Rory’s marriage.
Amy: Okay, I’m counting three lost causes. Anyone else?
Rory: But you said when the force field is down the Daleks will blow us up.
The Doctor: We’ll have to be quick, yes.
Amy: Fine, we’ll be quick. But where do we beam to?
The Doctor: The only place within range. The Dalek ship.
Amy: Then they’d exterminate us on the spot.
Rory: Oh, so this is the kind of escape plan where you survive about four seconds longer.
The Doctor: What’s wrong with four seconds? You can do loads in four seconds.
The Doctor: Oswin, how soon can you drop the force field?
Oswin: I can do it from here. As soon as you come get me.
The Doctor: No, just drop the force field and come to us.
Oswin: There’s enough power in that teleport for one go. Why would you wait for me?
The Doctor: Why wouldn’t I?
Oswin: No idea. Never met you. Sending you a map so you can come get me.
Rory: This place is crawling with Daleks.
Oswin: Yeah. Kind of why I’m anxious to leave. Come up and see me sometime.
Rory: So. Are we going to go get her?
The Doctor: I don’t think that we have a choice.
The Doctor: Okay, as soon as the force field is down the Daleks will attack. If it gets too explode-y wode-y in here, you go without me, okay?
Rory: And leave you to die?
The Doctor: Oh, don’t worry about me. You’re the one beaming up to a Dalek ship to get exterminated.
Rory: Fair point. Love this plan!
Rory: Amy, basic fact of our relationship is that I love you more than you love me. Which today is good news because it might just save both of our lives.
Amy: How can you say that?
Rory: Two thousand years, waiting for you outside a box. Say this isn’t true. And since you know it’s true, give me your arm. Amy! {she slaps him}
Amy: Don’t you dare say that to me. Don’t you ever dare.
Rory: Amy, you kicked me out!
Amy: You want kids, you have always wanted kids. Ever since you were a kid. And I can’t have them!
Rory: I know.
Amy: Whatever they did to me at Demon’s Run, I can’t ever give you children. I didn’t kick you out. I gave you up.
Rory: Baby, I don’t—
Amy: So don’t you dare talk to me about waiting outside a box because that is nothing, Rory, nothing! Compared to giving you up.
Rory: Just give me your arm and I’ll put this on—
Amy: No!
Rory: Just give me your arm!
Amy: Don’t touch me! {they realize she has a nanocloud bracelet on}
Rory: It’s the Doctor’s. When you were sleeping.
Amy: A Time Lord. What’s to bet he didn’t even need it.
Rory: Then why didn’t he just tell us!
{Cut to the Doctor fixing his bow tie}
Rory: How long can we wait?
Amy: The rest of our lives.
Rory: Agreed.
Amy invites Rory into the house and walks in herself, leaving Rory to celebrate
Amy: I can see you.
Rory: Okay.
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Dinosaurs on a Spaceship
Brian Williams (Mark Williams): I think it’s the fitting.
Rory: Dad, it’s not the fitting. It just needs a new bulb.
Brian: You’re wobbling the ladder.
Rory: I’m not.
Brian: I don’t want another loft incident.
Amy: How’s my side, Brian?
Brian: Perfect as ever, Amy.
Amy: Thank you, Brian.
Brian: I don’t know what he said to you to make you marry him, but he’s a lucky man.
They hear the TARDIS.
Rory: Oh no. Not here, not now.
Brian: You leave the back door open?
Rory: What is he doing?
Amy: I’m going to kill him.
The Doctor: Spiders. We don’t normally get spiders in space.
Brian walking out: What the—
The Doctor: Don’t move! Do you really think I’m the stupid, I wouldn’t notice. How did you get aboard, hey? Transmat? Who sent you?
Rory: Doctor. That’s my dad.
The Doctor: Well frankly that’s outrageous.
Rory: What?
The Doctor: You think you can just bring your dad along without asking? I’m not a taxi service, you know.
Rory: You materialized around us!
The Doctor: Oh! Well that’s fine then. My mistake. Hello Brian! How are you? Nice to meet you? Welcome. Welcome. This is the gang. I’ve got a gang. Yes! Come on then, everyone!
Brian: I’m not entirely sure what’s going on.
Rory: You know when Amy and I first got married and we went travelling?
Brian: To Thailand.
Rory: More the entirety of space and time. In that police box.
The Doctor: Is he all right?
Rory: No, he hates travelling. Makes him really anxious. He only goes to the paper shop and golf.
The Doctor: What did you bring him for?
Rory: I didn’t! Why can’t you just phone ahead like any normal person?
Rory: The beach is humming.
The Doctor: Is it! Oh yes. Well don’t just stand there, you two. Dig! I’m going to look at rocks. Love a rock.
Rory: Dig?! With what?
Brian: Ah. Well. {pulls out a trowel}
Rory: Did you just have that on you?
Brian: Of course. What sort of a man doesn’t carry a trowel? Put it on your Christmas list.
Rory: Dad, I’m thirty-one. I don’t have a Christmas list anymore.
The Doctor in the distance: I do!
The Doctor: See! Metal floors! Screens in rocks. It was just a short range teleport. We’re still in the ship.
Brian: No. We’re outside on a beach.
Rory: No, it’s part of the ship, Dad.
Brian: Don’t be ridiculous.
The Doctor: Well it is quite ridiculous. Also brilliant. That’s why the system teleported us here. I wanted the engines. This is the engine room! Hydro-generators!
Brian: I have literally no idea what he’s saying.
Rory: A spaceship powered by waves.
The Doctor: Fabulously impossible. Oh, think of the things we could learn from this ship if we manage to stop it being blown to pieces.
Rory: Plus not dying.
The Doctor: Bad news is, can’t shut the wave system down in time. Takes… {he finally notices the screeching} Takes way too long.
Rory: Well if these are the engines there must be a control room.
The Doctor: Exactly. That’s what we need to find. Now, what do we do about the things that aren’t kestrels?
Brian: Oh my lord. Are those pterodactyls?
The Doctor: Yes. On any other occasion I’d be thrilled. Exposed on a beach? Less than thrilled. We should be going.
Rory: Where?
The Doctor: Ah, definitely away from them.
Rory: That’s the plan?
The Doctor: That’s the plan. Amendments welcome. Move away from the pterodactyls.
Rory: I think they might be noticing.
The Doctor: Amendment passed. Run!
Brian: Can’t we just teleport or something.
The Doctor: No! Local teleports burned out on arrival.
Rory: What do we do now? There’s no way back out there.
The Doctor: Through the cave. Come on. {he hears big footsteps} That suggestion was a work in progress.
Brian: We’re trapped.
The Doctor: Yes. Thanks for spelling it out.
Rory: Doctor, whatever’s down there is coming this way.
The Doctor: Spelling it out is hereditary. Wonderful.
Brian: That sound’s getting nearer.
Robot 1: You’re going straight on the naughty step!
Brian: What’s the escape plan?
The Doctor: Why do we want to escape?
Brian: They have us hostage.
Rory: They’re taking us somewhere. We might learn from it.
The Doctor: Ah… you see, so clever! I’ve missed you, Rory. {he tugs his ear}
Rory: Don’t do that.
The Doctor: Right. Take us to your leader.
Rory: Really?
The Doctor: Too good to resist.
Rory: I will take you apart cog by cog and melt you down when all this is over.
Robot 2: Oh, I’m so scared! Actually I might be. A little bit of oil just came out.
Brian: What’s that?
Rory: Well you carry a trowel, I carry a med-pack. It’s all about the pockets in our family. This is an ice patch. It cools the skin.
Brian: Never seen one of those.
Rory: Yeah, I look out for cool stuff wherever we go. Some people it’s cars and hardware. For me, it is nursing supplies. Painkiller. Now this won’t hurt. {he jabs him}
Brian: Ow!
Rory: I lied. It won’t hurt from now on though.
The Doctor to Rory: Be ready.
The Doctor: Well don’t just stand there, Rory. {to the robots} Hey! He wants to see you.
Rory: Dad, up!
What are we doing?
The Doctor: Just do exactly as I do!
Rory: Doctor, no!
The Doctor: Geronimo!
The Doctor: Okay. Control deck.
Rory: So, what’s the plan?
The Doctor: Come on. The missiles are locked onto us, we can’t outrun them. We have to save the dinosaurs and get Nefertiti back from Solomon. Isn’t it obvious?
Rory: Ah, it’s sort of the opposite of obvious.
The Doctor: Seventeen minutes before the missiles hit. We need to turn this ship around.
Rory: But you said it was too late, there wasn’t any time.
The Doctor: Ah, yes. But I didn’t have this plan then, did I? Riddell! Keep an eye out for dinosaurs.
Rory: I was rather hoping you’d say that.
The Doctor: And no killing any. Rory, Brian, get rid of the cobwebs.
Brian: I’m flying a spaceship. Rory?
Rory: Hm.
Brian: We’re flying a spaceship!
Rory: I know.
The Doctor: So. Dinosaur drop off time.
Rory: Actually we think home for us.
The Doctor: Oh. Fine. Of course!
Amy: Not forever, just a couple months.
The Doctor: Right, yes. I’m pretty busy anyway. I mean I’ve got to drop everyone back.
Brian: About that. Can I ask a favor? There’s something I want to see.
Amy: More postcards from your dad!
Rory: You know what? I think it is the fitting.
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A Town Called Mercy
Rory: Ah, the sign does say “Keep Out.”
The Doctor: I see keep out signs as suggestions more than actual orders. Like “dry clean only.”
The Doctor: That’s not right.
Rory: It’s a street lamp.
The Doctor: An electric about ten years too early.
Rory: That’s only a few years out.
The Doctor: That’s what you said when you left your phone charger in Henry VIII’s own suite.
Amy: Um, Doctor—
The Doctor tickled: Anachronistic electricity. Keep Out signs. Aggressive stares. Has someone been peeking at my Christmas list?
Amy: What does he want? Has he issued some kind of demand?
Isaac: Says he wants us to give him the alien doctor.
Amy: But that’s you? Why would he want to kill you? Unless he’s met you.
Rory: And how could he know we’d be here? {whispering} We didn’t even know we’d be here.
Amy: We were aiming for Mexico. The Doctor was taking us to see the Day of the Dead Festival.
Isaac: Mexico’s two hundred miles due south.
The Doctor: Well that’s what happens when people get toast crumbs on the console!
Isaac: We wait here until the Doctor comes to pick us up in your ship.
Rory: Yes. I know. I was there when we agreed it.
Isaac: Yeah. I said that more for my benefit than yours.
Rory: So. What do we do with Jex?
Isaac: What do we do with him?
Rory: Yeah. I mean he’s a war criminal.
Isaac: No, he’s the guy that saved the town from cholera. The guy that gave us heat and light.
Amy: Look, Jex may be a criminal, and yeah, kinda creepy—
Kahler-Jex: And still in the room.
Amy: —but I think we should put aside what he did and find another solution.
Rory: Another solution? It’s him or us.
Amy: When did we start letting people get executed? Did I miss a memo?
Amy: Oh, you’re really letting him do this?
Rory: Save us all? Yeah. I am.
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The Power of Three
Rory: We have two lives. Real life and Doctor life. Doesn’t feel like real life gets much of a look-in.
Amy: What do we do?
Rory: Choose? {the TARDIS sounds nearby}
Amy: Not today though.
Rory: Nah, not today.
Rory: Dad. It’s half past six in the morning.
Brian Williams (Mark Williams): What are you doing lying around? Haven’t you seen them?!
Rory: What are they?
Brian: Nobody knows. But they’re everywhere.
Amy: Well where did they come from? Wait. Doctor?
The Doctor inspecting a cube: Invasion of the Very Small Cubes. That’s new.
Amy: Doctor, is this an alien invasion? Because that’s what it feels like.
Rory: Yeah, there couldn’t be life forms in every cube, could there?
The Doctor: I don’t know. And I really don’t like not knowing.
The Doctor: Right, I need to use your kitchen as a lab. Cook up some cubes, see what happens.
Rory: Right, I’m due at work.
The Doctor: What, you’ve got a job?
Rory: Of course I’ve got a job— What do you think we do when we’re not with you?
The Doctor: I’d imagine mostly kissing.
Amy: I write travel articles for magazines and Rory heals the sick.
Rory: There are soldiers all over my house and I’m in my pants.
Amy: My whole life I’ve dreamed of saying that, and I miss it by being someone else.
The Doctor: Four days. Nothing. Nothing! Not a single change in any cube anywhere in the world. Four days and I am still in your lounge!
Amy: You were the one who wanted to observe them.
The Doctor: Well I thought they’d do something, didn’t I? Not just sit there while everyone eats endless cereal!
Rory: You said we had to be patient.
The Doctor: Yes. You. You! Not me! I hate being patient! Patience is for wimps.
Rory: You can’t just leave, Doctor.
The Doctor: Yes, of course I can. Quick jaunt, restore sanity. Oo! Hey. Come if you like.
Brian: They can’t just go off like that.
The Doctor: Can’t they? Can’t you? That’s how it goes, isn’t it?
Rory: I’ve got my job.
The Doctor: Oh yes, Rory. The universe is awaiting but you have a little job to do.
Rory: Ah. It’s not little, it’s important to me. What you do isn’t all there is.
The Doctor: I never said it was. Alright. Fine. I’ll be back, soon. Monitor the cubes. Call me. I’ll have the TARDIS set to every Earth news feed.
Rory: I said yes. I committed.
Amy: And I committed to being a bridesmaid. Months in advance. Like I know I’m gonna be here.
Rory: So the Doctor’s god knows where. The cubes aren’t doing anything at all. Did real life just get started?
Amy: I like it.
Rory: So do I.
Brian: Brian’s log. Day sixty-seven.
Rory: You, ah, you can’t call it that. Brian’s log?
Brian: Brian’s log. Day sixty-seven. Cube was quiet all night. Once again. Cube was quiet all day. As per previously. No movement. No change in measurements. End of entry.
Rory: You stay up and watch it all the time?
Brian: I film it while I’m asleep. When I wake up, I watch the footage on fast forward. I email the result the U-N-I-T. My middle name is Diligence.
Rory: Wow. I can’t wait to see day sixty-eight.
Brian: Don’t mock my log. I’m doing what the Doctor asked.
Amy: I thought we were going home!
The Doctor: You can’t miss a good wedding. Under the bed! Under the bed!
Amy: It wasn’t my fault.
Rory: It was totally your fault.
Amy: Somebody was talking and I just said yes.
Rory: To wedding vows! You just married Henry VIII on our anniversary.
Rory: Hi. Ah, the cube in there. It just opened.
Amy: The cube upstairs just spiked me and took my pulse!
The Doctor: Really? Mine fired laser bolts and now it’s surfing the ‘net!
Brian: You’re never going to believe this. My cube just moved. It rattled.
Rory: I have to get to work. They need all the help they can get.
Brian: Let me come, help out.
Rory: Take Your Dad to Work Night. Brilliant!
Shakri: The human contagion only must be eliminated.
Amy: Who you calling a contagion?
The Doctor: Oi! Didn’t I tell you two to go?
Rory: You should have learned by now.
The Doctor: I can stop the second wave. I can disconnect all the Shakri craft from their portals, leave them drifting in the dark space. Ah! But all those people who were near the cubes, so many of them will have died.
Amy: I restarted one of your hearts.
Rory: You’d need mass defibrillation.
The Doctor: Of course. Ah! Beautiful. But. Pond. Ponds! We are going to go one better than that. The Shakri used the cubes to turn people’s hearts off. Bingo! We’re going to use them to turn them back on again.
Amy: Will that work?
The Doctor: Ah. Creatures of hope. Has to.
The Doctor: Oh dear. All those cubes. There’s going to be a terrible wave of energy ricocheting up here any second. {beat} Run.
Rory: I’m going to miss this.
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The Angels Take Manhattan
Amy: Rory. Do I have noticeable lines on my eyes now?
The Doctor: Yes.
Rory: No.
Amy: You didn’t look.
Rory: I noticed them earlier. Didn’t notice them. I specifically remember not noticing them.
Amy: You walk among fire pits, Centurion.
Rory: Do I have to come over there?
Amy: Can if you like.
Rory: Well, we have company.
Amy: I’ll get a babysitter. {they kiss}
The Doctor: You know, it is so humiliating when you do that.
River: Hello, Dad.
Rory: Where am I? How the hell did I get here?
River: I haven’t the faintest idea. But you’ll probably want to put your hands up.
Hood (Bentley Kalu): Melody Malone.
Rory: You’re Melody!?
River: You didn’t come here in the TARDIS obviously.
Rory: Why?
River: You couldn’t have.
River: This city’s full of time distortions. It’d be impossible to land the TARDIS here. Like trying to land a plane in a blizzard. Even I couldn’t do it.
Rory: Well how did you get here?
River: Vortex manipulator. Less bulky than a TARDIS. A motorbike through traffic. You?
Rory: I’m… not sure.
In loving memory
Rory Arthur Williams
{The Chinese on the vase translates itself into Rapture of Summer}
Rory: River, I’m translating.
River: It’s a gift of the TARDIS. It hangs around.
Hood: The lights are out. You’ll last longer with these. {he throws him some matches}
Rory: What do you care?
Hood: It’s funnier.
The Doctor: Amy. Rory! Get out of here, don’t look at anything. Don’t touch—
Amy: Who is that?
Old Rory: Amy? Amy please… please….
Amy: Rory? {to Young Rory} He’s you.
Old Rory: Amy…
Rory: Could someone please tell me what is going on.
The Doctor: I’m sorry, Rory. But you just died.
11. Death at Winter Quay
Rory: What was that?
The Doctor: I don’t know. But I think they’re coming for you.
Rory: What does that mean? What is going to happen to me? What is physically going to happen?
The Doctor: The Angels will come for you, they’ll zap you back in time to this very spot—thirty, forty years ago. And you will live out the rest of your life in this room. Until you die in that bed.
Rory: And will Amy be there?
The Doctor: No.
Amy: How do you know?
The Doctor: Because he was so pleased to see you again.
Rory: Okay. Well they haven’t taken me yet. What if I just run? What if I just get the hell out of here. Then that never happens.
The Doctor: It’s already happened, Rory. You’ve just witnessed your own future.
River: Doctor, he’s right.
The Doctor: No he isn’t.
River: If Rory got out it would create a paradox.
Amy hearing the noise again: What is that?
River: This is the Angels’ food source. The paradox poisons the well. It could kill them all. This whole place would literally un-happen.
The Doctor: It would be almost impossible.
River: I’m loving the almost.
The Doctor: But to create a paradox, like that, takes almost unimaginable power. What have we got, eh? Tell me. Come on.
Amy: I won’t let them take him. That’s what we’ve got.
Amy: Up.
Rory: What good’s up?
Amy: Better than down.
Rory: I always wanted to visit the Statue of Liberty. I guess she got impatient.
Amy: Is there a way down?
Rory: No. But there’s a way out.
Amy: What are you doing? Rory, what are you doing? Rory, stop it. You’ll die.
Rory: Yeah, twice. In the same building on the same night. Who else could do that.
Amy: Just come down, please.
Rory: This is the right thing to do. This will work. If I die now, it’s a paradox right? The paradox’ll kill the Angels. Tell me I’m wrong, Go on, please. Because I am really scared. {she’s quiet} Great. The one time you can’t manage it.
Rory: Amy. I’m gonna need a little help here.
Amy: Just stop it!
Rory: Just think it through, this will work. This will kill the Angels.
Amy: it will kill you too.
Rory: Will it? River said that this place would be erased from time, never existed. If this place never existed what did I fall off?
Amy: You think you’ll just come back to life.
Rory: When don’t I?
Amy: Rory—
Rory: Anyway, what else is there? Dying of old age downstairs, never seeing you again? Amy, please. If you love me, then trust me and push.
Amy: I can’t.
Rory: You have to!
Amy: Could you? Could you if it was me? Could you do it?
Rory: To save you, I could do anything.
Amy: Prove it.
Rory: But I can’t take you too.
Amy: You said we’d come back to life. Money-where-your-mouth-is time.
Rory: Amy, but—
Amy: Shut. Up. Together. Or not at all.
Rory: Where are we?
The Doctor: Back where we started! The paradox worked! You collapsed the timeline! We all pinged back where we belong.
Rory: What, in a graveyard?
Amy: This happened last time. Why always here?
The Doctor: Does it matter? We got lucky! We could have blown New York off the planet. I can’t ever take the TARDIS back there, the timelines are too scrambled. Oh… I could have lost you both. Don’t ever do that again.
Rory: What, what did we do? We fixed it. We solved the problem.
The Doctor: I was talking to myself.
Rory: Doctor!
The Doctor: Ha!
Rory: Look, next time could we just go out to the pub?
The Doctor: I want to go to the pub right now. Ah, are there video games there? I love video games?
River: Right. Family outing then.