Karen Gillan: Amy Pond

Vincent and the Doctor

Amy Pond

Amy Pond: We didn't make a difference at all.
The Doctor: I wouldn't say that. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. Hey.
[hugs Amy]
The Doctor: The good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

The Doctor: Right! OK! Here's the plan:
The Doctor: [to Vincent] Amy...
The Doctor: [to Amy] Rory...
Amy Pond: Who?
The Doctor: [a bit panicky to Amy] Sorry!
The Doctor: [to Vincent] Uh umm... Vincent.
Amy Pond: What? What is the plan?
The Doctor: I don't know actually. My only definite plan is that, in future, I'm definitely just using this screwdriver for screwing in screws.

[Amy, Vincent, and the Doctor walk to the church where Vincent will have had painted the Krafayis. Amy and Vincent talk while the Doctor listens, following behind]
Amy Pond: I'm sorry you're so sad.
Vincent Van Gogh: But I'm not. Sometimes these moods torture me for weeks, for months, but I'm good now. If Amy Pond can soldier on then so can Vincent Van Gogh.
Amy Pond: I'm not soldiering on, I'm fine.
[Amy giggles]
Vincent Van Gogh: Oh, Amy, I hear the song of your sadness. You've lost someone, I think.
[the Doctor silently notes this insight from behind]
Amy Pond: I'm not sad.
Vincent Van Gogh: [looking away] Then why are you crying?
[Amy reaches up to her right cheek and is surprised to find a tear there]
Vincent Van Gogh: It's all right, I understand.
Amy Pond: I'm not sure I do.
[the Doctor does and steals away their conversation]
The Doctor: Okay. Okay! So, now, we must have a plan. When the creature returns...
Vincent Van Gogh: [slowly turns as the Doctor speaks and interrupts, firmly] Then we shall fight him again!

The Doctor: Amy, only one thought, one simple instruction: don't follow me under any circumstances.
[Runs off]
Amy Pond: I won't.
Vincent Van Gogh: Will you follow him?
Amy Pond: Of course.
Vincent Van Gogh: I love you.

Vincent Van Gogh: [of the TARDIS console] What do these things all do?
The Doctor: Oh, a huge variety of things. Uh, this one here, for instance, plays soothing music.
[music plays and the Doctor and Amy dance]
The Doctor: Uh, while this one makes a huge amount of noise?
Amy Pond: [nods, whispers] Yeah.
[pulls the control and a noise is produced]
The Doctor: And this one makes everything go absolutely tonto.
[the console room shakes as the TARDIS takes off, throwing Vincent off balance, and they laugh]
Vincent Van Gogh: [reaching for a control] And this one?
The Doctor: [alarmed] That's the friction contrafibulator!
Vincent Van Gogh: [gesturing to another] And, this?
The Doctor: [pointing out red light] That's ketchup, and that one's mustard.
[Amy does presentator-hands gesture at a tall mustard-yellow button]