So, they're in Utah again.
I was sort of half hoping that the two Land Rover sort of vehicles were going to crash into each other.
"What the hell's going on?" ... Good question Doc.
The Doctor has grown a beard. ... I'm not surprised he normally keeps himself clean shaven though. It looks like he's been hiding somewhere in the present day masquerading as one of the Fleet Foxes.
"Not a tiny particle of anything." So how do they expect the Doctor to breathe in that thing?
Looks like they've finally caught themselves a space alien.
"Please excuse the writing. I keep trying to clean it up." ... Maybe you should start reading it...
"Don't worry. I'll leave everything just the way I found it... Except this. There's always a bit left over, isn't there...?" This would be slightly less worrying if the Doctor hadn't been tinkering around inside the Apollo capsule.
I wonder how many people are going to be drawing tally marks on their faces at the next horror theme fancy dress party.
"We rule the world. We have no need of weapons."
"Welcome to America!"
"The little girl gets frightened, the most powerful person on Earth gets a telephone call."
"She must be incredibly strong."
"Incredibly strong and running away. I like her."
"It's kicking the Romans out of Rome."
"I know. I was there."
"So was I."
"It's like this door in my head. I can keep it shut."
"You are Amelia Pond."
"You've given the order for your own execution, and the whole world just saw it."
"The word you're looking for right now is 'oops'."
"What are you doing?"
"You've got a screwdriver. Go build a cabinet."
"You could let me fly it."
"Or we could go where we're supposed to."
"Will I be remembered?"
"Ooh, Dicky. Tricky Dicky. They're never going to forget you... Say 'hi' to David Frost for me."
... Waitwaitwaitwaitwait. That little girl is regenerating?