flapperorslapper: Doctor Who rewritten - Amy and Rory watch a DVD that Sally Sparrow also owns. Amy: It’s like he’s being deliberately ridiculous, trying to attract our attention.Doctor: Yup, that’s me.Amy: No, Mr. Special Feature, not you, The Doctor. Oh god, listen to me, Rory. I’m getting delusional now, talking to a TV.Doctor: I’m a time traveler. Or I was. I’m stuck in 1969.Rory: Oh sure, sure. Aren’t we all time travelers now?Doctor: Quite possibly.Amy: Okay, that’s…Rory: Do…do you think he can hear us?Doctor: ‘Fraid so.Rory: Ah!Amy: Oh, calm down, must be a related DVD feature. Game or something.Doctor: People don’t understand time; It’s not what you think it is.Amy: Oh gee, how original of you. Like I need to be -Doctor: People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey…stuff.Amy: Ah! Time-wimey! Did, did he just say timey-wimey?! Rory, tell me, did he just say timey-wimey?!Rory: I…yes, that’s what I heard.Amy: Oh my god! He…he’s said that! The Doctor’s used that phrase! (to the TV) Doctor! Doctor! Are you back there? Are you captured by this bloke? You teach him to say that?Doctor: Well, I can hear you.Rory: See, told you!Amy: Yeah, I think I actually believe it now. (to the TV) Hey, you! Yeah, Glasses, you release the Doctor. That’s right, I know him. Now release him or - Doctor: What matters is we can communicate. We have got big problems now. They’ve taken the blue box, haven’t they? The angels have the phone box.Amy: Oh. my. god.Doctor: Creatures from another world.Rory: Do you think…no! Those, those angels you told me about?!Doctor: Lonely assassins, they were called. No-one knows where they came from. They’re as old as the universe, or very nearly. They’ve survived this lo -Amy: Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. Tell me, if you really can hear me: how can I…we help the Doctor?Doctor: I’m sorry, I am very, very sorry, it’s up to you now.Rory: Figures.Amy: Shut up, Rory!Doctor: The blue box, it’s my time machine.Amy: The TARDIS? Yours?!Doctor: There is a world of time energy in there they could feast on forever. The damage they can do can switch off the sun. You have got to send it back to me!Rory: Oh well, that’s it then. It’s all rubbish. He’s fictional he doesn’t know the Doctor, this is just a coincidence.Amy: No. No, it’s not. Can’t be. He…he’s explaining the angels just like the Doctor did to me. All…exuberant, big fancy words. Almost like, though he know he should be afraid, he’s oddly excited. Nearly happy about it, because he’s just loves the thrill so much. Sound familiar?Rory: What are you saying?Amy: Rory, I think this man…I think he is the Doctor. He, our Doctor, mentioned something to me once about different bodies, but -Doctor: And that’s it, I’m afraid. There’s no more from you on the transcript, that’s all I’ve got. I dunno what stopped you talking, but I can guess. They’re coming. The angels are coming for you. But listen, your life could depend on this. Don’t blink! Don’t even blink. Blink and you’re dead. They are fast, faster than you can believe. Don’t turn your back, don’t look away, and don’t blink! Good luck!Rory: Oh doesn’t that sounds lovely. Gee, thanks.Amy: Doctor! Doctor! *runs over to the TV and pounds on it* Come back, Doctor! You can’t just leave me, us...again! Doctor!

Doctor Who rewritten - Amy and Rory watch a DVD that Sally Sparrow also owns.

Amy: It’s like he’s being deliberately ridiculous, trying to attract our attention.
Doctor: Yup, that’s me.
Amy: No, Mr. Special Feature, not you, The Doctor. Oh god, listen to me, Rory. I’m getting delusional now, talking to a TV.
Doctor: I’m a time traveler. Or I was. I’m stuck in 1969.
Rory: Oh sure, sure. Aren’t we all time travelers now?
Doctor: Quite possibly.
Amy: Okay, that’s…
Rory: Do…do you think he can hear us?
Doctor: ‘Fraid so.
Rory: Ah!
Amy: Oh, calm down, must be a related DVD feature. Game or something.
Doctor: People don’t understand time; It’s not what you think it is.
Amy: Oh gee, how original of you. Like I need to be -
Doctor: People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey…stuff.
Amy: Ah! Time-wimey! Did, did he just say timey-wimey?! Rory, tell me, did he just say timey-wimey?!
Rory: I…yes, that’s what I heard.
Amy: Oh my god! He…he’s said that! The Doctor’s used that phrase! (to the TV) Doctor! Doctor! Are you back there? Are you captured by this bloke? You teach him to say that?
Doctor: Well, I can hear you.
Rory: See, told you!
Amy: Yeah, I think I actually believe it now. (to the TV) Hey, you! Yeah, Glasses, you release the Doctor. That’s right, I know him. Now release him or -
Doctor: What matters is we can communicate. We have got big problems now. They’ve taken the blue box, haven’t they? The angels have the phone box.
Amy: Oh. my. god.
Doctor: Creatures from another world.
Rory: Do you think…no! Those, those angels you told me about?!
Doctor: Lonely assassins, they were called. No-one knows where they came from. They’re as old as the universe, or very nearly. They’ve survived this lo -
Amy: Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. Tell me, if you really can hear me: how can I…we help the Doctor?
Doctor: I’m sorry, I am very, very sorry, it’s up to you now.
Rory: Figures.
Amy: Shut up, Rory!
Doctor: The blue box, it’s my time machine.
Amy: The TARDIS? Yours?!
Doctor: There is a world of time energy in there they could feast on forever. The damage they can do can switch off the sun. You have got to send it back to me!
Rory: Oh well, that’s it then. It’s all rubbish. He’s fictional he doesn’t know the Doctor, this is just a coincidence.
Amy: No. No, it’s not. Can’t be. He…he’s explaining the angels just like the Doctor did to me. All…exuberant, big fancy words. Almost like, though he know he should be afraid, he’s oddly excited. Nearly happy about it, because he’s just loves the thrill so much. Sound familiar?
Rory: What are you saying?
Amy: Rory, I think this man…I think he is the Doctor. He, our Doctor, mentioned something to me once about different bodies, but -
Doctor: And that’s it, I’m afraid. There’s no more from you on the transcript, that’s all I’ve got. I dunno what stopped you talking, but I can guess. They’re coming. The angels are coming for you. But listen, your life could depend on this. Don’t blink! Don’t even blink. Blink and you’re dead. They are fast, faster than you can believe. Don’t turn your back, don’t look away, and don’t blink! Good luck!
Rory: Oh doesn’t that sounds lovely. Gee, thanks.
Amy: Doctor! Doctor! *runs over to the TV and pounds on it* Come back, Doctor! You can’t just leave me, us...again! Doctor!