"You've already got me coming undone and I'm thinking two is better than one"
Part 01: Falling through space, you and me
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Rose: Blimey!
Doctor: You're telling me! Are you alright?
Rose: Yeah. I think so! Nothing broken... did we make it? Where are we?
Doctor: I did it! Give the man a medal. Earth - Naples - December 24th, 1860.
Rose: But, it's like... think about it, though. Christmas. 1860. Happens once. Just once, and it's gone. It's finished. It'll never happen again. Except for you. You can go back and see days that are dead and gone and a hundred thousand sunsets ago... no wonder you never stay still...
Doctor: Not a bad life.
Rose: Better with two.
Doctor: Oi, oi, oi! Where do you think you're going?!
Rose: 1860!
Doctor: Go out there dressed like that, you'll start a riot, Barbarella! There's a wardrobe through there. First left, second right, third on the left, go straight ahead, under the stairs, past the bins, it's the fifth door on your left. Hurry up!
Doctor: Blimey!
Rose: Don't laugh!
Doctor: You look beautiful!...considering.
Rose: Considering what?
Doctor: That you're human!
Rose: I THINK that's a compliment... Aren't you going to change?
Doctor: I've changed my jumper! Come on!
Rose: You, stay there! You've done this before. This is mine!
Doctor: Ready for this? Here we go. History!
Rose: Let me out! Open the door!
Doctor: That's her.
Rose: Please, let me out!
Sneed: This is my house! I told you!
Rose: Let me out! Somebody, open the door! Open the door!
Doctor: I think this is MY dance.
Doctor: Hi!
Rose: Hi! Who's your friend?
Doctor: Charles Dickens.
Rose: Oh. Okay.
Doctor: My name's the Doctor. Who are you, then? What do you want?
Redpath: We're failing. Open the rift, we're dying. Trapped in this form - cannot sustain - help us.
Rose: You can't let them run around inside dead people!
Doctor: Why not? It's like recycling.
Rose: Seriously though, you can't.
Doctor: Seriously though, I can.
Rose: It's just... wrong! Those bodies were living people! We should respect them even in death!
Doctor: Do you carry a donor card?
Rose: That's different, that's--
Doctor: It is different, yeah. It's a different morality. Get used to it or go home. You heard what they said, time's short. I can't worry about a few corpses when the last of the Gelth could be dying.
Rose: But it's 1869, how can I die now?
Doctor: Time isn't a straight line. It can twist into any shape. You can be born in the 20th century and die in the 19th and it's all my fault. I brought you here.
Rose: It's not your fault. I wanted to come.
Doctor: What about me? I saw the fall of Troy! World War Five! I pushed boxes at the Boston Tea Party, now I'm going to die in a dungeon...In Cardiff!
Rose: It's not just dying. We'll become one of them.
Rose: We'll go down fighting, yeah?
Doctor: Yeah.
Rose: Together?
Doctor: Yeah! I'm so glad I met you.
Rose: Me too.
Doctor: I did try, Rose, but Gwyneth was already dead. She had been for at least five minutes.
Rose: What do you mean?
Doctor: I think she was dead from the minute she stood in that arch.
Rose: But... she can't have, she spoke to us. She helped us - she saved us. How could she have done that?
Dickens: There are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy. Even for you, Doctor.
Rose: She saved the world. A servant girl. No one will ever know.
Doctor: Right. Shed. Come on, Rose...
Dickens: In - in the box? Both of you?
Doctor: Down boy. See ya!
Rose: Doesn't that change history if he writes about blue ghosts?
Doctor: In a weeks time it's 1870, and that's the year he dies. Sorry. He'll never get to tell his story.
Rose: Oh, no! He was so nice.
Doctor: But in your time, he was already dead! We've brought him back to life! He's more alive now than he's ever been, old Charlie-boy. Let's give him one last surprise.
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Part 03: I could save the world but lose you
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