The Best Caitlin Blackwood Quotes

Young: I'm not scared!
The: Course you're not, you're not scared of anything! Box falls out of the sky, man falls out of a box, man eats fish custard! And look at you... just sitting there. So you know what I think?
Young: What?
The: Must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall.

[repeated line]
TARDIS: I am not Amelia Pond. I am a voice interface.

The: [to Rory in 102 A.D., setting his Vortex Manipulator] Listen to me. This is the last bit of advice you're going to get in a very long time. You're living plastic, but not immortal. I have no idea how long you'll last. And you're not indestructible. Stay away from heat and radio signals when they come along. You can't heal, or repair yourself. Any damage is permanent. So, for God's sake, however bored you get, stay out of...
[the Doctor abruptly vanishes. Rory pulls his sword and begins his long vigil over The Pandorica. 1,894 years later, Amy has just learned of Rory's efforts to protect it and her over time and his disappearance in 1941, presumed dead in a fire]
Dalek: Exterminate!
Amelia: What's that?
[Amy runs up to stand between the Dalek and Amelia]
Dalek: Exterminate!
The: [suddenly appearing between Amy and the Dalek] - trouble. Oh!
The: [turns around] Two of you? Complicated.

Rory: I couldn't help it! It happened, it just happened!
Amy: Shut up!
[Amy kisses Rory]
The: Yeah, shut up, because we've got to go!
Rory: I waited. 2,000 years, I waited for you.
Amy: No, still shut up!
[Amy kisses him for longer]
The: And break! And breathe!
The: [Turns to Amelia] Well, someone didn't get out much for 2,000 years!
Amelia: [Tugs the Doctor's sleeve] I'm thirsty. Can I get a drink?
The: Oh, it's all mouths today, isn't it!

Amelia: [Watching Amy falling onto her hands and knees] Are you all right? Who are you?
Amy: [Moving to a sitting position] I'm... fine. I'm supposed to... rest. Got to rest, The Doctor says.
Amelia: What Doctor?
Amy: [Tapping her temple] He's in here. Left a message in my head, like an answerphone.

Amelia: [after knocking over the model Nile Penguins] Sorry.

Young: Who are you?
The: I don't know yet. Still cooking.

Young: Dear Santa, thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish. It's Easter now, so I hope I didn't wake you but... honest, it is an emergency. There's a crack in my wall. Aunt Sharon says it's just an ordinary crack, but I know its not cause at night there's voices so... please please can you send someone to fix it? Or a policeman, or...
[Amy trails off hearing the sound of the TARDIS crashing into her garden]
Young: Back in a moment.
[Amy runs to her window and sees the "Police Public Call Box"]
Young: Thank you Santa.

Young: What is it? What's wrong with you?
The: Wrong with me? It's not my fault, why can't you give me any decent food! You're Scottish, fry something!

The: [Prisoner Zero is disguised as the Doctor] Well, that's rubbish. Who's that supposed to be?
Rory: It's you.
The: Me?
[looks down]
The: Is that what I look like?
Rory: You don't know?
The: Busy day! Why me, though? You're linked with her. Why are you copying me?
Young: [Prisoner Zero version] I'm not
[appears from behind the fake Doctor]
Young: Poor Amy Pond. Still such a child inside. Dreaming of the magic Doctor she knows will return to save her. What a disappointment you've been
The: No. She's dreaming about me cos she can still hear me!

The: You see? There you go again. Basically skipping 31 whole minutes when I'm absolutely fine. It's Scottish, that's all I'm saying.
TARDIS: You will be fine for 31 minutes. You will be dead in 32 minutes.
The: Scotland's never conquered anywhere, you know. Not even a Shetland.

Amelia: Why are you always in trouble? You're the most in trouble in the whole school, except for boys.
Young: And you.
Amelia: I count as a boy.

Amelia: Who are you?
Amy: It's a long story. Oh! A very long story!
[Cut to the Pandorica timeline on the wall]

The: You know when grown-ups tell you everything's going to be fine, and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better?
Young: Yes.
The: Everything's going to be fine.

[interior, parlor, night, looking at Amelia's painting of the night sky]
Christine: It's a lovely painting, Amelia. And what are all these?
[psychiatrist Christine indicates the colorful pentagrams]
Amelia: Stars.
Aunt: Oh, Amelia!
Christine: Tell you what, shall we go outside?
[outside, at night]
Christine: What do you see, Amelia?
Amelia: The Moon.
Christine: And what else?
Amelia: Just the dark.
Christine: But no stars. If there were stars up there, we'd be able to see them, wouldn't we? Amelia, look at me. You know this is all just a story, don't you? You know there's no such thing as stars.
[Amelia says nothing but looks up at the sky. Later, she is lying in bed and hears her aunt and the psychiatrist talking. She walks slowly to the top of the stairs where the voices are much clearer, and watches as they cross from the kitchen to the parlor]
Christine: It's quite common, actually. Throughout history, people have talked about stars in the sky. God knows where it comes from.
Aunt: I just don't want her growing up and joining one of those Star Cults. I don't trust that Richard Dawkins.

Young: Are you okay?
The: Just had a fall. All the way down there, right to the library. Hell of a climb back up.
Young: You're soaking wet.
The: I was in the swimming pool.
Young: You said you were in the library.
The: So was the swimming pool.

Young: You're soaking wet.
The: I was in the swimming pool.
Young: You said you were in the library.
The: So was the swimming pool.