Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Donna Noble has been saved.

The world is wrong.

if that's what you're worried about.

- Library. -We should go. Doctor!

I was just a data-ghost caught in the Wi-Fi and automatically uploaded.

Oh, like you're so special.

Mummy, Joshua and me, we're not real, are we?

Oh, and I'm not allowed to have a career, I suppose?

It's a screwdriver. It works in the dark.

If you die here, it'll mean I've never met you.

Hey, who turned out the lights?

It's hard to see everything in the data core, even for me, but...

- How do you know me? -We met before. In the library.

- Can I get you anything? -An old age would be nice.

Your friend, Professor Song.

You've forgotten again, it was you who saved all those people, haven't you?

The moon to watch over her,

What happened? How did we get here?

If my face ends up on one of those statues...

- I forgot that. -And then you remembered.

- Yeah. -Why would I do that?

Now and then, every once in a very long while,

- It doesn't have a red setting. -Well, use the dampers.

You took me to Darillium to see the singing towers.

- You're gonna make them an offer? -They'd better take it.

Stop it! just stop it! Why are you doing this?

We're all going to die right here,

Sorry for any inconvenience...

You turned up on my doorstep with a new haircut and a suit.

Help me. Please help me.

You said "river" and suddenly we're feeding ducks.

It's easy. Neural relay. just point and think. Use him, talk to me.

River, please, no.

We hatched here.

Look at all of them, really look. They're not real.

There's no light here.

I'm about to die, it's not an overreaction.

I am brilliant, and unloved.

Donna. This is her diary.

Next stop everywhere.

And before you say anything else,

It saved them to the hard drive.

I know you're real.