The Doctor: You’re thinking of stopping, aren’t you? You and Rory.

Amy: No. I mean, we haven’t made a decision.

The Doctor: But you’re considering it.

Amy: Maybe. I don’t know. We don’t know. Well our lives have changed so much. But there was a time—there were years—when I couldn’t live without you. When just the whole everyday thing would drive me crazy. But since you dropped us back here, since you’ve given us this house, you know, we’ve built a life. I don’t know if I can have both.

The Doctor: Why?

Amy: Because they pull at each other. Because they pull at me, and because the travelling is starting to feel like running away.

The Doctor: That’s not what it is.

Amy: Oh come on. Look at you, four days in a lounge and you go crazy.

The Doctor: I’m not running away. But this is one corner of one country on one continent on one planet that’s a corner of a galaxy that’s a corner of a universe that is forever growing and shrinking and creating and growing and never remaining the same for a single millisecond, and there is so much—so much to see, Amy. Because it goes so fast. I’m not running away from things, I am running to them. Before they flare and fade forever.