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“Because the one person he thought didn’t matter at all to me was the one person that mattered the most.”or the times sherlock proved molly matters
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I am your Christmas present
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PS, I know you two. And if I’m gone, I know what you could become. Because I know who you really are. A junky who solves crimes to get high. And the doctor who never came home from the war. Will you listen to me? Who you really are, it doesn’t matter. It’s all about the legend. The stories, the adventures. There is a last refuge for the desperate, the unloved, the persecuted. There is a final court of appeal for everyone. When life gets too strange, too impossible, too frightening, there is always one last hope.When all else fails, there are two men sitting arguing in a scruffy flat like they’ve always been there, and they always will. The best and wisest men I have ever known. My Baker Street boys. Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson.
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Sherlock: Molly, please, without asking why, just say these words.
Molly: What words?
Sherlock: I love you…
Molly: …I can’t say that, I can’t I can’t say that to you…
Sherlock: …Why?
Molly: Because because it’s true. Because it’s true, Sherlock. It’s always been true.
Sherlock: Well, if it’s true, just say it anyway.
Molly: You bastard!
Sherlock: Say it anyway.
Molly: You say it. Go on. You say it first.
Sherlock: What?
Molly: Say it. Say it like you mean it…
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You fail to connect actions to their consequences.
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“I’m The Doctor, I will save all your lives and when I do, you will spend the rest of them wondering who I was” ▬ The Doctor [x]
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What was her name?
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He’s the doctor. He’s very brave and he’s very silly. And I think, for a time, he’s going to be very sad.
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Her name was River Song. They were together for a while and they were very happy. And then she died… a long time ago in a library.
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Time travelers falling for their spouse before knowing that they’re their spouse.
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I knew a girl. She thought she could do anything. She used to run and laugh and cry until one day she discovered she’d never had a choice about any of those things. Then she fell in love. Think how impossibly improbable it is that any two individuals meet let alone even like one another. Love – that’s something beyond chance, beyond possibility. That was hers.
Because of who she was, the choices others made, whenever she meets him it hurts. But she never lets him see. She’d end the universe to have one moment that was theirs alone, pure.
River Song in “The Eye of the Storm” by Matt Fitton,
The Diary of River Song 2
(via misscorday)
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Rest in Peace, Carrie Fisher
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He is the Doctor. He is very brave and he’s very silly, and I think for a time, he is going to be very sad. But I promise, in the end, he’ll be all right…