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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 you: when worlds collide!
Amy: Doctor, I'm pregnant.
The Doctor: Oh, look at you both. Five years later, and you haven't
changed a bit! Apart from age, and size...
Amy: Oh, it's good to see you, Doctor.
The Doctor: Are you pregnant?
Amy: What if the gravity fails?
The Doctor: I've thought about that.
The Doctor: We'll all plunge to our deaths. See? I've thought about it! [examines the door] Ah, the security protocols are still live. There's no way to override them; it's impossible!
River: How impossible?
The Doctor: Two minutes.
Amelia: If you're a doctor, then why does your box say "police"? [She gives him the apple. He bites it and spits it out.]
The Doctor: That's disgusting. What is that?
Amelia: An apple.
The Doctor: Apple's rubbish. I hate apples.
Amelia: You said you loved them.
The Doctor: No, no, no. I love yoghurt. Yoghurt's my favorite. Give me yoghurt. [Amelia runs, retrieves yoghurt and hands it to him. The Doctor opens it, gulps it down, then spits it out] I hate yoghurt! Just stuff with bits in it.
Amelia: You said that it was your favorite!
The Doctor: New mouth, new rules. It's like eating after cleaning your teeth. Everything tastes wrooong! Ahh! [his body spazzes and jerks in different directions]
Amelia: What is it? What's wrong with you?
The Doctor: Wrong with me? It's not my fault. Why can't you give me any decent food? You're Scottish. Fry something! [Amelia turns on the stove and cooks.] Ahh, bacon. [Eats it and spits it out] Bacon. That's bacon. Are you trying to poison me? [Amelia cooking baked beans.] Ah, you see? Beans. [Eats then spits in sink.] Beans are evil! Bad, bad beans! [Amelia spreading butter on bread, looking sceptical] Bread and butter. [Smiling] Now you're talking. [The Doctor throws the plate of bread and butter out of the door like a Frisbee, cat howls, dog barks] And stay out!
[The Doctor paces in the kitchen while Amelia looks in the fridge.]
Amelia: Got some carrots...
The Doctor: Carrots?! Are you insane?! No, wait, hang on. I know what I need. [Searching the fridge] I need... I need... I need... [pulls out a box of fish fingers] fish fingers [takes out a carton of custard] and custard!