Monologues

Doctor Who Monologues 1. The Doctor (New Ten): I dont know! See thats the thing. Im the Doctor. But beyond that I just dont know. I literally do not know who I am. Its all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Righthanded, left-handed? A gambler, a fighter, a coward, a traitor, a liar, a nervous wreck? I mean judging by the evidence Ive certainly got a gob. . And how am I going to react when I see this? A great big threatening button. A great big threatening button which must not be pressed under any circumstances, am I right? Let me guess. Its some sort of control matrix, hm? Hold on, whats feeding it? And what have we got here? Blood? Yep, definitely blood. Human blood. A positive. With just a dash of iron. But that means blood control! Blood control! Aw! I havent seen blood control for years! Youre controlling all the A positives. Which leaves us with a great big stinking problem. Because I really dont know who I am. I dont know when to stop. So if I see a great big threatening button which should never ever ever be pressed, I just want to do this 2. The Doctor (Eleven): Amelias house. When she was seven. The night she waited. The Girl Who Waited. Cmere you. Its funny. I thought if you could hear me I could hang on somehow. Silly me. Silly old Doctor. When you wake up youll have a mom and dad. And you wont even remember me. Well. Youll remember me a little. Ill be a story in your head. Thats okay. Were all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Cause it was, you know. It was the best. The daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well I borrowed it. I was always going to take it back. Oh that box. Amy, youll dream about that box. Itll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand new and ancient and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Would have had. Never had. In your dreams theyll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond. And the days that never came. The cracks are closing. But they cant close properly til Im on the other side. I dont belong here anymore. I think Ill skip the rest of the rewind. I hate repeats. Live well. Love Rory. Bye bye, Pond. 3.

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