The Doctor: Oh, this is how it all ends, Pond flirting with herself. True love at last. Oh. Sorry, Rory.
The Doctor: Ok, we're back in normal flight. The TARDIS is no longer inside itself, the localised time field is no longer about to implode and rip a whole in all causality, but just in case...Pond, put some trousers on.
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