Doctor Who Donna Noble

Christmas Specials

2006.12.25    

Catherine Tate

The Runaway Bride

Donna: Tell me where I am. I demand you tell me, right now, where am I?
The Doctor: Inside the TARDIS.
Donna: What?
The Doctor: The TARDIS.
Donna: What?
The Doctor: The TARDIS!
Donna: The what?
The Doctor: It’s called the TARDIS!
Donna: That’s not even a proper word. You’re just saying things.

The Doctor: You’re in space. Outer space. And this is my… space ship.
Donna: Who are you?
The Doctor: I’m the Doctor. You?
Donna: Donna.
The Doctor
: Human?
Donna: Yeah. Is that optional?
The Doctor: Well it is for me.
Donna: You’re an alien.
The Doctor: Yeah.

Donna: No stupid martian is going to stop me from getting married. To hell with you!
The Doctor: I’m not… I’m not… I’m not from Mars.

Donna: You are kidding me.

Donna: Santa’s a robot.

The Doctor: Listen to me,
you’ve got to jump!
Donna: I’m not jumping on a motorway!
The Doctor: Whatever that thing is, it needs you. And whatever it needs you for, it’s not good. Now come on!
Donna: I’m in my wedding dress!
The Doctor: Yes. You look lovely. Come on!
Donna: I can’t do it.
The Doctor: Trust me.

The Doctor: With this ring, I thee bio-damp.
Donna: For better or for worse.

The Doctor: Great big spaceship? Hopping over London? You didn’t notice?
Donna: I had a bit of a hangover.

The Doctor running his screwdriver over Donna: It’s weird, I mean you’re not special, you’re not powerful…
Donna: This friend of yours, just before she left, did she punch you in the face? Stop bleeping me!

The Doctor: H.C. Clements was bought up twenty-three years ago by the Torchwood Institute.
Donna: Who are they?
The Doctor: They were behind the Battle at Canary Wharf. {no comprehension} Cyberman Invasion. {nothing} Skies over London full of Daleks.
Donna: I was in Spain.
The Doctor: They had Cybermen in Spain.
Donna: Scuba diving.
The Doctor: That big picture, Donna, you keep on missing it.

Donna: I’m a pencil inside a mug?
The Doctor: Yes you are. 4H. Sums you up.

Donna: Puts the wedding in perspective.

The Doctor: They’re pulling us back!
Donna: Well can’t you stop it? Just lean on the handbrake. Can’t you reverse or warp or fade or something?
The Doctor: Backseat driver.

Donna: Well what do we do?
The Doctor: I make it up as I go along. But trust me, I’ve got history.

Donna: What did you do?
The Doctor
: Guess what I’ve got, Donna? Pockets.
Donna: How did that fit in there?
The Doctor: They’re bigger on the inside.

Donna: Doctor, you can stop now.

Donna: There’s just one problem.
The Doctor: What’s that?
Donna: You’ve drained the Thames.

Donna: I missed my wedding, lost my job and became a widow on the same day. Sort of.
The Doctor: I couldn’t save him.
Donna: He deserved it. {pause} No he didn’t.

Donna: Merry Christmas.
The Doctor: And you.

The Doctor: You could always…
Donna: What?
The Doctor: Come with me.
Donna: No.
The Doctor: Okay.
Donna: I can’t.
The Doctor: No, that’s fine.
Donna: No but really. I mean, everything we did today. Do you live your life like that?
The Doctor: Not all the time.
Donna: I think you do. And I couldn’t.
The Doctor: You’ve seen it out there. It’s beautiful.
Donna: And it’s terrible. That place was flooded and burning and they were dying, and you stood there like… I don’t know, a stranger. And then you made it snow! I mean you scare me to death.
The Doctor: Fine.
Donna: Tell you what I will do, though. Christmas dinner. Oh come on.
The Doctor: I don’t do that sort of thing.
Donna: You did it last year, you said so. And you might as well because mum always cooks enough for twenty.
The Doctor: Ah… oh alright then. But you go first. Better warn them. And don’t say I’m a martian. I just have to park her properly. She might drift off to the Middle Ages. I’ll see you in a moment.

Donna: Am I ever going to see you again?
The Doctor: If I’m lucky.
Donna: Just promise me one thing. Find someone.
The Doctor
: I don’t need anyone.
Donna: Yes you do. Because sometimes I think you need someone to stop you.