There's One Tiny Little Gap In The

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

*throwing Bread Out Of Door* And Stay Out!

Anything Works, As Long As You Write It Properly.

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.

In The End I Sort Of Though We Created A Companion Who Was So Alive And Dynamic And So Wedded To The Doctor That You’d Need A Whole Universe To Contain Her In. The Only Way To Get Rid Of Her Is To Send Her Into A Parallel World From Which She Can Never Return; Otherwise She Would Stay With The Doctor Forever.