Kathy: (voice-over; her letter to Sally, as Sally goes to Kathy's grave) To take one breath in 2007 and the next in 1920 is a strange way to start a new life, but a new life is exactly what I've always wanted.
Sally: (looking at Kathy's gravestone) 1902. You told him you were eighteen. You lying cow! (Sally laughs)
(In the present day, Sally sees the Doctor and Martha)
Sally: Doctor! Doctor!
The Doctor: Hello. Sorry, bit of a rush. There's a sort of… thing happening. Fairly important that we stop it.
Sally: My God, it's you. It really is you. Oh, you don't remember me, do you?
Martha: Doctor, we haven't got time for this. Migration's started.
The Doctor: Look, sorry, I've got a bit of a complex life. Things don't always happen to me in quite the right order. It gets a bit confusing at times, especially at weddings. I'm rubbish at weddings. Especially my own.
Sally: Oh, my God of course. You're a time traveller. It hasn't happened to you yet. None of it. It's still in your future.
The Doctor: What hasn't happened?
Martha: Doctor, please. Twenty minutes to red hatching!
Sally: It was me. Oh, for God's sake, it was me all along. You got it all from me.
The Doctor: Got what?
Sally: OK, listen. One day you're going to be stuck in 1969. Make sure you've got this with you. (hands him the file) You're going to need it.
The Doctor: Yeah! Listen, listen, gotta dash. Things happening. Well… four things. Well, four things and a lizard.
Sally: OK, no worries. Off you go. See you around someday.
Old Billy: I often thought about looking for you before tonight. Apparently, it would have torn a hole in the fabric of space and time and destroyed two-thirds of the universe. Also… I'd lost my hair
Sally: Two-thirds of the universe? Where'd you get that from?
Old Billy: There's a man in 1969. He sent me with a message for you.
Sally: What man?
Old Billy: The Doctor.
Sally: And what was the message?
Old Billy: Just this: 'look at the list'.
Billy: Drink? You, me? Now?
Sally: Aren't you on duty, Detective Inspector Shipton?
Billy: No. Knocked off before I left. Told them I had a family crisis.
Billy: Because life is short and you are hot. Drink?
Billy: Phone number?
Sally: Moving very fast, DI Shipton.
Billy: Billy. I'm off duty.
Sally: Aren't you just?
(Sally writes her phone number on a piece of paper)
Billy: Is that your phone number?
Sally: Just my phone number. Not a promise. Not a guarantee. Not an IOU. Just a phone number.
Billy: And that's Sally…?
Sally: Sally Shipton. (realises what she's said; embarrassed) Sparrow! Sally Sparrow!
Sally: (seeing The Doctor on-screen) Who is he?
Larry: An easter egg.
Sally: Excuse me?
Larry: Like a DVD extra, yeah? You know how on DVDs, they put extras, documentaries and stuff? Well, sometimes they put on hidden ones and they call them easter eggs. You have to go looking for them, follow a bunch of clues in the menu screen.
The Doctor: (on-screen) Complicated.
Larry: (pausing the DVD) Sorry. It's interesting, actually. He is on seventeen different DVDs. There are seventeen totally unrelated DVDs all with him on. Always hidden away, always a secret. Not even the publishers know how he got there. I've talked to the manufacturers, right, they don't even know. It's like he's a ghost DVD extra, just shows up where he's not supposed to be, but only on those. Those seventeen.
Sally: Well, what does he do?
Larry: Just sits there, making random remarks. It's like we're hearing half a conversation.
Sally: Message from your sister.
Larry: Oh, Okay. What? What is it? What's her message?
Sally: She's had to go away for a bit.
Sally: Just a work thing. Nothing to worry about.
Larry: And what?
Sally: She loves you.
Larry: She what?
Sally: She said to say… she just sort of mentioned it. She loves you. So that's nice, isn't it?
Larry: Is she ill?
Sally: No! No!
Larry: Am I ill?
Sally: (looking at the statue in the garden) A Weeping Angel.
Kathy: Wouldn't have that in my garden.
Sally: It's moved.
Kathy: It's what?
Sally: Since yesterday. I'm sure of it. It's closer, a lot closer to the house.
Sally: I love old things. They make me feel sad.
Kathy: What's good about sad?
Sally: It's happy for deep people.
(At one in the morning, Larry meets Sally for the first time)
Larry: OK. Not sure, but really, really hoping. Pants?
Billy: How did I get here?
The Doctor: Same way we did. Touch of an Angel. Same one probably, since you ended up in the same year. No, no, no, don't get up. Time travel without a capsule - nasty. Catch your breath, don't go swimming for half an hour.
Billy: I don't... I can't...
The Doctor: Fascinating race, the Weeping Angels. The only psychopaths in the universe to kill you nicely. No mess, no fuss, they just zap you into the past and let you live to death. Rest of your life, used up, blown away in a blink of an eye. You die in the past and in the present they consume the energy of all the days you might have had. All your stolen moments. They're creatures of the abstract, they live off potential energy.
Billy: What in God's name are you talking about?
Martha: Trust me, just nod when he stops for breath.
Kathy: (via the letter) I suppose, unless I live to a really exceptional old age I will be long gone as you read this. Don't feel sorry for me. I have led a good and full life. I've loved a good man and have been well loved in return. You would've liked Ben. He was the very first person I met in 1920. (flashback to Kathy's first appearance in 1920)
Kathy: Are you following me?
Kathy: You're going to stop following me?
Ben: No, I don't think so.
The Doctor: I'm a time-traveller. Or I was, I'm stuck in 1969.
Martha: We're stuck. All the time and space you promised me; now I've got a job in a shop, I've gotta support him!
Sally: (spotting the TARDIS in a corner) What's that?
Billy: Ah, the pride of the Wester Drumlin's collection. We found that there too. Somebody's idea of a joke, I suppose.
Sally: But what is it? What's a police box?
Billy: Well, it's a special kind of phone box for policemen. They used to have them all over, but this isn't a real one. The phone is just a dummy and the windows are the wrong size. Can't even get in here. Ordinary yale lock, but nothing fits. But, that's not the big question. See, you're missing the Big Question.
Sally: Okay, what's the big question?
Billy: Will you have a drink with me?
The Doctor: What was your name?
Sally: Sally Sparrow
The Doctor: Good to meet you, Sally Sparrow.
Larry: We've met, haven't we?
Sally: It'll come to you.
Larry: (remembering being nude in front of her): Oh my God.
The Doctor: Tracked you down with this. This is my timey-wimey detector. Goes ding when there's stuff. Also, it can boil an egg at 30 paces. Whether you want it to or not, actually, so I've learned to stay away from hens. It's not pretty when they blow.
The Doctor: They have taken the blue box, haven't they? The angels have the phonebox.
Laurence: "The angels have the phonebox", that's my favourite, I've got that on a T-shirt.
Sally: What do you mean angels? You mean those statue things?
The Doctor: Creatures from another world.
Sally: But they're just statues.
The Doctor: Only when you see them.
Sally: What does that mean?
The Doctor: Lonely Assassins they used to be called. No one quite knows where they came from but they're as old as the Universe, or very nearly, and they have survived this long because they have the most perfect defense system ever evolved. They're quantum-locked. They don't exist when they're being observed. The moment they are seen by any other living creature they freeze into rock, no choice, it's a fact of their biology, in the sight of any living thing they literally turn to stone. And you can't kill a stone. 'Course a stone can't kill you either but then you turn your head away, then you blink, and oh yes it can.
Sally: (to Laurence, referring to the statue) Don't take your eyes off that.
The Doctor: That's why they cover their eyes. They're not weeping, they can't risk looking at each other. Their greatest asset is their greatest curse. They can never be seen. Loneliest creatures in the Universe. And I'm sorry. I am very, very sorry. It's up to you now.
Sally: What am I supposed to do?
The Doctor: The blue box, it's my time machine. There is a world of time energy in there that they could feast on forever, but the damage they would do could switch off the sun. You have got to send it back to me.
Sally: How? How!?!
The Doctor: And that's it, I'm afraid, there's no more from you on the transcript, that's the last I've got. I don't know what stopped you talking but I can guess: they're coming. The angels are coming for you but listen: your life could depend on this. Don't blink. Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast, faster than you could believe, don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink. Good luck.
The Doctor: People don't understand time; it's not what you think it is.
Sally: Then what is it?
The Doctor: Complicated.
Sally: Tell me.
The Doctor: Very complicated.
Sally: I'm clever, and I'm listening, now don't patronise me 'cause people have died, and I'm not happy. Tell me.
The Doctor: People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a non-linear non-subjective view point, it's more like a big ball of wibley-wobbley ... timey-wimey ... stuff.
Sally: Yeah, I've seen this bit before, you said that sentence got away from you.
The Doctor: It got away from me, yeah...
Larry: You live in Scooby Doo's house.
Sally: For God sake, I don't live here.