The Doctor

This Cursed Apple doesn't seem all that tasty.

Out there? Whole new world. Ready to go meet it?

Well well well, wot's all dis den?

Quiet again. Just me. Mm.

You know you can't pull one over on me, right?

They'd surprise ya! Give 'em a chance, you'll see.

Ahhhh!

What've they locked me up for this time?!

Head out of the gutter, Del. He's just a friend of mine.

You'd get on with Shaggy and Scooby.

Put them down, Del.

Who said it isn't?!

Ever heard of one after the other?

why two??

I warned ya!!!

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Hold on tight.

I've been around.

ANOTHER?

Did I miss somethin'?

Am not!

Never said it wasn't!!

DEL.

— "Kinda stuffy, yeah? Let's go somewhere the air's a bit clearer. How about the beaches of Niamos? Or the breeze of the Antarctic?"

The Doctor shrugs. "I could launch into some big ol' explanation that's beyond science's *current* understanding, but the basic explanation is — it's bigger on the inside."

She breezes past Iris, leaving the doors open. She clicks this switch, throws that lever. "Let's get away from this place. —

Gettin' to ya, huh?

I know, we've been through this.

Del.

Where's your sense of fun!!!