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How did J. J. Abrams tell you that you have the part? How long did it take to audition?
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Poor Lizo. He’s trying to wrap up his excellent Waters of Mars premiere interview with David Tennant and Russell T. Davies by saying a few words to the camera.
…but then he’s got these 2 goofballs behind him.
I always wondered if the cameraman managed to keep a straight face while David and Russell were acting like naughty little children. ʘ‿ʘ
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Anonymous asked:
Charley and the Doctor's first Christmas in the TARDIS? Maybe decorating a tree?
"Doctor!?" Charley shouted. "What about this one!?"
The Doctor, hem of his velvet frock dusted with snow, sauntered across the field of trees to where Charley was standing, her hand holding one of the green branches.
"Ah, let me see," he said sizing up the tree. "Good shape, tall enough, solid branches. Yes, good."
He ran his fingers along the needles. “Excellent! Not too pointy. Never underestimate the needles, Charley. It only takes one wrong move to feel like your hand is stuck in a trap.”
Charley adjusted her peacoat, rosy cheeks and nose peeking out from her plaid scarf. “So do we have a winner, Doctor?”
"Why, yes, I think we do, Ms. Pollard. Excellent job," the Doctor said as he wrapped an arm around Charley’s waist, pulling her into his side.
"Oh, well I do my best," she smiled, resting her head against his shoulder, face nuzzling the velvet and silk of his lapel.
They stood there for a moment, admiring the tree with it’s dusting of snow.
"So how are we cutting this down?" Charley asked. "I assume this isn’t one of those cut-themselves-down trees."
"Ehm, that would be a good question. Don’t happen to have a saw on you do you?"
"Can’t you just use your sonic?
The Doctor chuckled uncomfortably. “It, ehm, doesn’t do wood.”
"It doesn’t do wood!?" Charley exclaimed. "You knew it doesn’t do wood and you forgot a saw?”
He squeezed her tighter. “Yes, yes. A bit of an oversight on my part.”
"Well, I’m not walking back to get one," she said with a smirk.
"Fair enough," he said turning to face her and placing a kiss on Charley’s forehead. "Be back in a bit."
