|I'm a middle-aged hopeless romantic who fell in love with the 10th Doctor the minute I met him. It's all about the romance for me and here's why:|
I'm coming to get you.
Very first word I ever said to you. Trapped in that cellar. Surrounded by shop window dummies ... oh ... such a long time ago. I took your hand. I said one word ... just one word. I said, "Run."
I thought you and me were ... I obviously got it wrong. I've been to the year five billion, right, but this? Now this is really seeing the future. You just leave us behind. Is that what you're going to do to me?
No. Not to you.
In the street. They left her in the street. They took her face and just chucked her out and left her in the street. And as a result, that makes things simple. Very, very simple. Do you know why? Because now, Detective Inspector Bishop, there is no power on this Earth that can stop me.
But I've seen a lot of this universe. I've seen fake gods and bad gods and demi-gods and would-be gods - out of all that - out of that whole pantheon - if I believe in one thing ... just one thing ... I believe in her.
There's a lot of things you need to get across this universe. Warp drive, wormhole refractors. You know the thing you need most of all? You need a hand to hold.
How long are you going to stay with me?
There's one tiny little gap in the Universe left, just about to close, and it takes a lot of power to send this projection. I'm in orbit around a super nova. I'm burning up a sun just to say goodbye.
He needs you. That's very me.