Amy: False alarm.
Rory: What?
Amy: Well I don't know what it feels like. I've never had a baby before.
The Doctor: You've swallowed a planet.
Amy: I'm pregnant.
The Doctor: You're huge.
Amy: Yeah, I'm pregnant.
The Doctor: Look at this... bench. What a nice bench. What will I think of next? So. What do you do around here to stay off the, you know...
Amy: Boredom?
The Doctor: Self harm.
Rory: We relax... We live. We listen to the birds.
Amy: Yeah, see, birds. Those are nice.
The Doctor: Oh blimey. My head's a bit, ooh...
Amy: No, ok, no, this is real. I'm definately awake now.
The Doctor: And you thought you're definately awake when you were all elephanty.
Amy: Hey, pregnant!
The Doctor: It's dead. We are in a dead time machine.
The Doctor: You said everyone lives here to their 90s. There's something here that doesn't make sense. Let's go and poke it with a stick.
The Doctor: Amy, want to take a guess at what that is?
Amy: Um, Dream Lord. He creates dreams.
The Doctor: Dreams, delusions, cheap tricks.
Amy: Why is he doing this?
The Doctor: Maybe because he has no physical form. That gets you down after a while, so he's taking it out on folk like us who can touch and eat and feel.
Amy: Oh. Ow. Really. Ooooow. It's coming!
The Doctor: Help her, you're a doctor.
Rory: You're a doctor!
The Doctor: It's ok, we are doctors. What do we do?
The Doctor: What?
Amy: This is my life and it just turned you white as a sheet. So don't call it dull again, ever. OK?
The Doctor: Now, we all know there's an elephant in the room.
Amy: I have to be this size, I'm having a baby.
The Doctor: No, no. The hormones seem real, but no. Is nobody going to mention Rory's ponytail? You hold him down, I'll cut it off.
The Doctor: I don't know about you, but I wouldn't hire Mrs Poggit as a babysitter.
The Doctor: I can't know everything. Why does everybody expect me to, always?
Rory: Ok, this is something you haven't seen before. So does that mean this is the dream?
The Doctor: I don't know. But there it is, and I'd say we've got about 14 minutes until we crash into it.
Amy: We just ran away. We just abandoned the Doctor. Don't ever call me Chubs again. We don't see him for years, and somehow we don't really connect anymore and then he takes a bullet for us.
The Doctor: The three of us have to agree, now, which is a dream.
Rory: It's this, here.
Amy: He could be right. The science is all wrong here, burning ice?
The Doctor: No, no, no ice can burn, sofas can read, it's a big universe. We have to agree which battle to lose.
The Doctor: Ok, where is it?
Amy: Who are you? And what do you want? The Doctor knows you, but he's not telling me who you are. And he always does, takes him a while sometimes, but he tells me. So you're something different.
Dream Lord: Oh, is that what you think you are? The one he trusts?
Amy: Actually, yes.
Dream Lord: The only girl in the universe to whom the Doctor tells everything?
Amy: Yes.
Dream Lord: So what's his name?
Dream Lord: Amy's men. Amy's choice.
Amy: Stay.
Amy: Save him. You save everyone. You always do. It's what you do.
The Doctor: Not always. I'm sorry.
Amy: Then what is the point of you?
The Doctor: Be very sure. This could be the real world.
Amy: It can't be. Rory isn't here. I didn't know. I didn't, I honestly didn't, till right now. I just want him.
Amy: I love Rory, and I never told him, but now he's gone.
Amy: But those things he said about you. You don't think any of that's true?
Rory: Cos what I don't get is you blew the Tardis, that stopped that dream, but what stopped the Leadworth dream?
Amy: We crashed the camper van.
Rory: Oh, right, I don't remember that bit.
Amy: No, you weren't there, you were already...
Rory: Already what?
Amy: Dead. You died in that dream. Mrs Poggit got you.
Rory: Ok. But how did you know it was a dream? Before you crashed the van, how did you know you wouldn't just die?
Amy: I didn't.
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