Lesley Sharp: Sky Silvestry

Midnight

Sky Silvestry

The Doctor: No. No, I'm with this friend of mine. Donna. She stayed behind in the Leisure Palace. You?
Sky Silvestry: No, it's just me.
The Doctor: Oh, I've done plenty of that, traveling on my own. I love it! Do what you want, go anywhere.
Sky Silvestry: Ah, I'm still getting used to it. I found myself single rather recently, not by choice.
The Doctor: What happened?
Sky Silvestry: Oh, the usual. She needed her own space, as they say. A different galaxy, in fact. I reckon that's enough space, don't you?
The Doctor: Yeah. I had a friend who went to a different universe.

[Sky stares intensely at the frightened passengers]
Dee Dee Blasco, Sky Silvestry: We must not look at goblin men.
Biff Cane, Sky Silvestry: What's that supposed to mean?
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: It's a poem. Christina Rossetti.
Dee Dee Blasco, Sky Silvestry: We must not look at goblin men / We must not buy their fruits / Who knows upon what soil they fed / Their hungry, thirsty roots?
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: Actually, I don't think that's helping.

[the Doctor and Sky are speaking simultaneously]
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: Now then, Sky. Are you Sky?
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: Is Sky still in there? Mrs Silvestry?
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: You know exactly what I am going to say, how are you doing that?
[the Doctor pauses]
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: Roast beef. Bananas. The Medusa Cascade.
[the Doctor moves closer to Sky]
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: [loudly] Bang!
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: [rapidly] Rose Tyler, Martha Jones, Donna Noble, Tardis!
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: [speaking normally] Shamble, booble, dibble, dooble.
The Doctor, Sky Silvestry: Oh Doctor, you're so handsome! Yes, I am thank you!