Best conversation with a Dalek ever
- Dalek: [scared] Keep back!
- The Doctor: [the Doctor confronts the Dalek] What for? What're you going to do to me? Because if you can't kill, then what are you good for... Dalek? What's the point of you? You're nothing! What are you doing here? What the hell are you here for?
- Dalek: I am waiting for orders.
- The Doctor: What does that mean?
- Dalek: I am a solider, I was bred to receive orders.
- The Doctor: Well, you're never going to get any. Not ever.
- Dalek: I DEMAND ORDERS!
- The Doctor: Well they're never gonna *come*! Your race is dead! You all burned, all of you. Ten million ships on fire. The entire Dalek race, wiped out in one second.
- Dalek: You lie!
- The Doctor: I watched it happen. I *made* it happen!
- Dalek: You destroyed us?
- The Doctor: [the Doctor walks away from the Dalek] I had no other choice.
- Dalek: And what of the Time Lords?
- The Doctor: [pause] Dead. They burnt with you. The end of the last great Time War. Everyone lost.
- Dalek: And the coward survived.
- The Doctor: Oh, and I caught your little signal, help me, poor little thing. But there's no-one else coming cause there's no-one else left.
- Dalek: I am alone in the universe.
- The Doctor: Yep.
- Dalek: So are you. We are the same.
- The Doctor: We're not the same! I'm not the... No, wait, maybe we are... Yeah, right, yeah, okay. You've got a point 'cause I know what to do. I know what should happen. I know what you deserve. Exterminate!
I take comfort in knowing that
my soulmate is surely somewhere
across that bridge, on the other end
of the world, the other side of the door,
texting the person next to me in line at
Barnes and Noble or Starbucks:
some days, I am so convinced that this
is a good thing, and other times, I simply
sink under the thought that I have come to
the wrong bridge, the wrong door, I have
looked at the wrong message, chosen the
wrong signs to pay attention to—
most days, I feel there are a million people
I could connect with, but the world is just
too big for me to find them, and looking
would prove to be more disappointing
than telling myself they don’t exist.