What have you gotten us into this time, Pond?
[he looks around himself] Amy? Rory? [he sighs. this is typical] Not to worry, I'm sure you're both around here somewhere. Now it's just a matter of finding out what here might be.
[he inhales deeply] Fishy. Definitely fishy. And not entirely earth fishy either. That is probably going to be
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Hold on, "Mister Pond"? [finally extracts his foot and makes a face at the squishy feeling in his shoe]
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Sorry, what was that? Oh right, yes. Mr. Williams-Pond, is it?
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[just shakes his head, raising his hands up in a vain attempt to stop that train of thought] Never mind about that; we're still discussing it.
Where have you gotten us to this time?
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And I have gotten us to...somewhere in Victorian London. Beyond that, I haven't a clue. I love it when that happens. It never happens.
It's very exciting, we could stumble onto anything!
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[he highly doubts that, but keeps that to himself]
Doctor, what did you mean about the fish? Why should we stay away from them? They're not going jump out of the water at us and try to bite our noses off, are they? 'Cause last I knew, fish didn't do that. They just swam around in little circles all day blowing bubbles. [a beat as a thought comes to him] Or trying to turn human girls into alien fish brides--but it can't be them again, can it?
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Obviously we don't know the same sorts of fish. Not that I know that many fish, but - wait one tick. Why would you want to get near them in the first place? Is there some sort of strange fish fascination you haven't told us about yet?
[Rory, are you a freaky fish guy?]
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