Rose Tyler: Can't You Come Through Properly?

Steven Wrote To Me Today, Saying, 'don't You Feel Like Sticking Your Head Out Of The Window And Yelling, "i Don't Know What I'm Doing!!!"' Yes, Absolutely. Solidarity. Fear Is Always The Same. Different Worries With Different Scripts, But The Same Baseline Fear.

I Dread The Day I Leave [doctor Who], Because Then I'll Have To Go Back To Writing Bedrooms And Offices And Pubs. And Maybe A Field, If I'm Lucky.

Harriet Jones: Did You Notice When They Fart, If You'll Pardon The Word, It Doesn't Just Smell Like A Fart, If You'll Pardon The Word, It's Something Else. What Is It? It's More Like, Um... Rose Tyler: Bad Breath. Harriet Jones: That's It! The Doctor: Calcium Decay. Now That Narrows It Down!.. Calcium Phosphate. Organic Calcium. Living Calcium. Creatures Made Out Of Living Calcium. What Else - What Else? Hyphenated Surnames. Yes! That Narrows It Down To One Planet! Raxacoricofallapatorius! Mickey Smith: [sarcastically] Oh Yeah, Great! We Can Write 'em A Letter.

Rose Tyler: Can't You Come Through Properly? The Doctor: Then The Whole Thing Would Fracture. The Two Universes Would Collapse. Rose Tyler: So?

You Are Worthy Of Love And Respect. You Are Beautiful, Gifted, And Intelligent. Don't Let The Storm Make You Forget It.