Very possibly last picspam for this challenge...
Maybe.
heh
So, this scene is almost like a companion to my picspam from the other day. I honestly love this scene to death, heh. Love Martha and I came to understand a small piece of this Doctor.
THE DOCTOR
All closed down.
MARTHA
Happy?
THE DOCTOR
Happy happy. New New York can start again. And they've got Novice Hame. Just what every city needs - cats in charge! Come on, time we were off.
MARTHA
But what did he mean, the Face of Boe? You're not alone.
THE DOCTOR
I don't know.
MARTHA
You've got me. Is that what he meant?
THE DOCTOR
I don't think so. Sorry.
MARTHA
Then what?
THE DOCTOR
Doesn't matter. Back to the TARDIS, off we go.
(Martha grabs a chair and sits)
THE DOCTOR
All right, you staying?
MARTHA
'Till you talk to me properly, yes. He said 'last of your kind.' What does that mean?
THE DOCTOR
It really doesn't matter.
MARTHA
You don't talk. You never say! Why not?
(hears some kind of music)
It's the city. They're singing.
THE DOCTOR
I lied to you, 'cause I liked it. I could pretend. Just for a bit, I could imagine they were still alive, underneath a burnt orange sky...I'm not just a Time Lord. I'm the last of the Time Lords. The Face of Boe was wrong. There's no one else.
MARTHA
What happened?
THE DOCTOR
There was a war. A Time War. The last Great Time War. My people fought a race called the Daleks, for the sake of all creation. And they lost. They lost. Everyone lost. They're all gone now. My family, my friends, even that sky. Oh, you should have seen it, that old planet. The second sun would rise in the south, and the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver, and when they caught the light every morning, it looked like a forest on fire. When the autumn came, the breeze would blow through the branches like a song …
I'm thinking/hoping that's it :D
heh
So, this scene is almost like a companion to my picspam from the other day. I honestly love this scene to death, heh. Love Martha and I came to understand a small piece of this Doctor.
THE DOCTOR
All closed down.
MARTHA
Happy?
THE DOCTOR
Happy happy. New New York can start again. And they've got Novice Hame. Just what every city needs - cats in charge! Come on, time we were off.
MARTHA
But what did he mean, the Face of Boe? You're not alone.
THE DOCTOR
I don't know.
MARTHA
You've got me. Is that what he meant?
THE DOCTOR
I don't think so. Sorry.
MARTHA
Then what?
THE DOCTOR
Doesn't matter. Back to the TARDIS, off we go.
(Martha grabs a chair and sits)
THE DOCTOR
All right, you staying?
MARTHA
'Till you talk to me properly, yes. He said 'last of your kind.' What does that mean?
THE DOCTOR
It really doesn't matter.
MARTHA
You don't talk. You never say! Why not?
(hears some kind of music)
It's the city. They're singing.
THE DOCTOR
I lied to you, 'cause I liked it. I could pretend. Just for a bit, I could imagine they were still alive, underneath a burnt orange sky...I'm not just a Time Lord. I'm the last of the Time Lords. The Face of Boe was wrong. There's no one else.
MARTHA
What happened?
THE DOCTOR
There was a war. A Time War. The last Great Time War. My people fought a race called the Daleks, for the sake of all creation. And they lost. They lost. Everyone lost. They're all gone now. My family, my friends, even that sky. Oh, you should have seen it, that old planet. The second sun would rise in the south, and the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver, and when they caught the light every morning, it looked like a forest on fire. When the autumn came, the breeze would blow through the branches like a song …
I'm thinking/hoping that's it :D