Silly Texas man who likes Star Trek, Batman, Doctor Who, Star Wars, and 50s schlock. I'm also a big fan of Bettie Page, Elvis, old Hollywood glamour, and most retro. I'm easily distracted by bright shiny things. Or boobs. Or bright shiny boobs.

 

This is Emergency Programme One. Rose, now listen, this is important. If this message is activated, then it can only mean one thing.
We must be in danger. And I mean fatal. I’m dead or about to die any second with no chance of escape. And that’s okay. Hope it’s a good death. But I promised to look after you, and that’s what I’m doing. The TARDIS is taking you home. And I bet you’re fussing and moaning now - typical. But hold on and just listen a bit more. The TARDIS can never return for me. Emergency Programme One means I’m facing an enemy that should never get their hands on this machine. So this is what you should do: let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it; no one will even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on a street corner. And over the years, the world will move on and the box will be buried. And if you want to remember me, then you can do one thing. That’s all. One thing.
(his head turns to face her, his eyes full of compassion - as if he knows she’s there. His voice sounds less distorted—)
Have a good life. Do that for me, Rose. Have a fantastic life.

doctorwho:

“The TARDIS can never return for me. Emergency Programme One means I’m facing an enemy that should never get their hands on this machine. So this is what you should do: let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it, no one will even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on a street corner. And over the years, the world will move on, and the box will be buried. And if you wanna remember me, then you can do one thing. That’s all, one thing.”
-Ninth Doctor
(Police Box in Glasgow)

doctorwho:

“The TARDIS can never return for me. Emergency Programme One means I’m facing an enemy that should never get their hands on this machine. So this is what you should do: let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it, no one will even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on a street corner. And over the years, the world will move on, and the box will be buried. And if you wanna remember me, then you can do one thing. That’s all, one thing.”

-Ninth Doctor

(Police Box in Glasgow)