Turn Left

Fortune Teller (Chipo Chung): Tell your fortune, Lady. The future predicted, your life foretold.
Donna: Oh, no thanks.
Fortune Teller: Don’t you want to know. If you’re going to be happy.
Donna: I’m happy right now, thanks.

Fortune Teller: Oh, you’re fascinating! But you’re good. I can see… a man. The most remarkable man. How did you meet him?
Donna: You’re supposed to tell me.
Fortune Teller: I see the future. Tell me the past. When did your lives cross?

Fortune Teller: Your life could have gone one way or the other. What made you decide?
Donna: I just did.
Fortune Teller: But when was the moment? When did you choose?

Sylvia (Jacqueline King): It won’t take long. Just turn right. We’ll pop in and see Mr. Chowdry. Suzette can introduce you.
Donna: I’m going left. If you don’t like it, get out and walk.
Sylvia: If you turn right you’ll have a career, not just filling in!
Donna: You think I’m so useless!
Sylvia: Oh I know why you want a job with H.C. Clements, Lady. ‘Cause you think you’ll meet a man with lots of money and your whole life will change! Well let me tell you, sweetheart. City executives don’t need temps, except for practice.
Donna: Yeah. Well they haven’t met me.

Fortune Teller: You turned left. But what if you turned right? What then?
Donna: Let go of my hands.
Fortune Teller: What if it changes? What if you go right? What if you could still go right?
Donna: Stop it! What’s on my back? What is it? What’s on my back?!
Fortune Teller: Make the choice again, Donna Noble. And change your mind. Turn right.
Donna: I’m turning…
Fortune Teller: Turn right. Turn right! Turn right! Turn right and never meet that man! Turn right and change the world!

Trap One: Trap One to Greyhound 15. What is your report? Over.
Greyhound 15: From the evidence I’d say he managed to stop the creature. Some sort of red spider. Blew up the base underneath the barrier, flooded the whole thing, over.
Trap One: And where is he now? Over.
Greyhound 15: We found a body, sir. Over.
Trap One: Is it him? Over.
Greyhound 15: I think so. He just didn’t make it out in time.

The Doctor is dead. Must have happened too fast for him to regenerate. {to the soldiers.} Escort the ambulance back to UNIT Base.

Rose: What happened? What did they find? {grabbing Donna} Sorry, did they find someone?
Donna: I don’ know. A bloke called The Doctor, or something.
Rose: Well where is he?
Donna: They took him away. He’s dead. I’m sorry, did you know him? I mean, they didn’t say his name. Could be any doctor.
Rose: I came so far.
Donna: It could be anyone.
Rose: What’s your name?
Donna: Donna. And you?
Rose: Oh I was just… passing by. I shouldn’t even be here. This is wrong. This is wrong… this is so wrong. Sorry, what was it? Donna what?
Donna: Why d’you keep looking at my back?
Rose: I’m not.
Donna: Yes you are. You keep looking behind me. You’re doing it now. What is it? What’s there! Did someone put something on my back?!

Donna: You can’t sack me! I’m your personal assistant.
Mr. Chowdry (Bhasker Patel): You don’t have to make a scene. Just come downstairs and we can have a little talk.
Donna: Oh I’ll make a scene alright. Right in front of the tribunal. And the first thing I’m going to say is “wandering hands!”

Newsreader (Jason Mohammad): It sounds impossible, but the entire hospital has vanished. The Royal Hope no longer exists. It’s not been destroyed, there’s no wreckage. It’s simply gone. Reports from bystanders say that the rains lifted up around the hospital…
Donna: Hole punch, having that. Stapler, mine. Toy cactus, you can have that, Beatrice. Catch! Cliff, I’d leave you my mouse mat, but I’m worried you’d cut yourself.
Mr. Chowdry: All right, Donna, have some respect. There’s two thousand people in that hospital. And it’s vanished!
Donna: Oh I’ll show you vanishing. Thanks for nothing! Oh, and you know when that money went missing from the kitty? “Anne Marie.” That’s all I’m saying. “Anne Marie”. {there’s a loud bang outside.} Don’t tell me, the hospital’s back! Well, isn’t that wizard!
Newsreader: To confirm, the Royal Hope hospital was returned to its original position. But with only one survivor.

Oliver Morgenstern (Ben Righton): We couldn’t breathe. We were running out of air. A colleague of mine gave me the last oxygen tank. Martha— Martha Jones. And… she died.

Newsreader: This further report just in from Oliver Morgenstern.
Oliver: There was this woman who took control. Said she knew what to do, said she could stop the MRI or something. Sarah Jane, her name was. Sarah Jane Smith.
Newsreader: Sarah Jane Smith was a freelance investigative journalist, formerly of Metropolitan Magazine. Her body was recovered from the hospital late this afternoon. Ms. Smith had a son called Luke. […] along with his teenage friends Maria Jackson and Clyde Langer. It is feared that they also perished.

Newsreader: I don’t know how this is possible, but this footage is live and genuine. The object is falling on Central London. I repeat: this is not a hoax. A replica of the Titanic is falling out of the sky and it’s heading for Buckingham Palace. We’re getting this footage from the Guinevere range of satellites.
Donna: Is that a film or something?
Newsreader: The Royal Air Force has declared an emergen—
Sylvia: It’s gone dead. All of them.
Donna: No, but the Titanic. Oh, don’t be daft. Is that like a sequel?
Wilfred (Bernard Cribbins): Oh… oh, God rest their souls.

Wilfred: I was supposed to be out there selling papers. I should’ve been there. We all should. We’d be dead.
Sylvia: That’s everyone. Every single person we know. The whole city.
Donna: Can’t be.
Sylvia: But it is. It’s gone. London’s gone.
Wilfred: If you hadn’t won that raffle…

Wilfred: You’re not gonna make the world any better by shouting at it!
Donna: I can try.

Rocco Colasanto (Joseph Long) giving the grand tour: And this, this is you. This is your palazzo!
Sylvia: What d’you mean “this is us”?
Mr. Colasanto: You live here!
Donna: We’re living in the kitchen?
Mr. Colasanto: You got camp beds! You got the cooker, you keep warm. You got the fridge, you keep cool! Is good!
Sylvia: What about the bathroom?
Mr. Colasanto: Nobody lives in the bathroom.

Newsreader: America is in crisis. With over sixty million reported dead. Sixty million people have dissolved into fat. And the fat is walking. People’s fat has come to life and is walking through the streets.

Sylvia: What if it never gets better?
Donna: Of course it will.
Sylvia: Even the bees are disappearing. You don’t see bumblebees anymore.

This ATMOS thing, it won’t stop. It’s like gas, it’s toxic.
Well, switch it off!
I have done! It’s still going. It’s all the cars, every single ATMOS car! They’ve gone mad… {sees Donna} You! Lady, turn round. Turn around!

Rose: It’s the ATMOS devices. We’re lucky it’s not so bad here. Britain hasn’t got that much petrol. But all over Europe—China, South Africa—they’re getting choked by gas.
Donna: Can’t anyone stop it?
Rose: Yeah. They’re trying right now. This little band of fighters. On board the Sontaran ship. Any second now— a huge explosion in the sky—
Donna: And that was—
Rose: That was the Torchwood team. Gwen Cooper. Ianto Jones. They gave their lives. And Captain Jack Harkness has transported to the Sontaran home world. There’s no one left.
Donna: You’re always wearing the same clothes. Why won’t you tell me your name?
Rose: None of this was meant to happen. There was a man—this wonderful man. And he stopped it. The Titanic, the Adipose, the ATMOS. He stopped them all from happening.
Donna: That doctor.
Rose: You knew him.
Donna: Did I? When?
Rose: I think you dream about him sometimes. There’s a man in a suit. Tall, thin man. Great hair. Some… really great hair.
Donna: Who are you?
Rose: I was like you. I used to be you. ‘Cause you’ve travelled with him, Donna. You travelled with The Doctor in a different world.

Rose: Something’s coming, Donna. Something worse.
Donna: The whole world is stinking! How could anything be worse than this?
Rose: Trust me, we need the Doctor more than ever. I’ve— I’ve been pulled across from a different universe ’cause every single universe is in danger. It’s coming, Donna. It’s coming from across the stars and nothing can stop it.
Donna: What is?
Rose: The Darkness.
Donna: Well, what d’you keep telling me for? What am I supposed to do? I’m nothing special. I mean, I— I’m not… I’m nothing special. I’m a temp! I’m not even that. I’m nothing.
Rose: Donna Noble, you’re the most important woman in the whole of creation.
Donna: Oh, don’t. Just… don’t. I’m tired. I’m so tired.
Rose: I need you to come with me.
Donna: Yeah. Well. Blonde hair might work on the men, but you ain’t shifting me, lady.
Rose: That’s more like it.
Donna: I’ve got plenty more.
Rose: And you’ll come with me. Only when you want to.
Donna: You’ll have a long wait, then.
Rose: Not really, just three weeks. Tell me, does your grandfather still own that telescope?
Donna: He never lets go of it.
Rose: Three weeks time. But you’ve got to be certain. ‘Cause when you come with me, Donna, I’m sorry, so sorry, but… you’re going to die.

Mr. Colasanto: And you! I’m gonna miss you most of all! All flame-haired and fiery!
Donna: Oh, but why d’you have to go?
Mr. Colasanto: Is the new law. England for the English, et cetera. They can’t send us home, the oceans are closed. They build labor camps!
Donna: I know, but labor doing what? There aren’t any jobs.
Mr. Colasanto: Sewing, digging. Is good! Now stop it before I kiss you too much. Wilfred! My capitan. they salute each other.
Donna: It’ll be quiet with him gone. Still, we’ll have more room.
Wilfred: Labor camps. That’s what they called them last time.
Donna: What d’you mean?
Wilfred: It’s happening again.

Wilfred: Ah. Must be the alignment.
Donna: What’s wrong?
Wilfred: Well I don’t know ! I mean it can’t be the lens. I was looking at Orion, the constellation of Orion. Take a look and tell me, what can you see?
Donna: Where?
Wilfred: Well up there! In the sky!
Donna: Well I can’t see anything. It’s just… black.
Wilfred: Well I mean it’s working! The telescope is working.
Donna: Well maybe it’s clouds.
Wilfred: There is no clouds.
Donna: Well there must be.
Wilfred: There’s not! It was there. An entire constellation. Look. Look there! They’re going out. Oh my god, Donna. The stars are going out.

Donna: I’m ready.

Donna: What’s a “Police Box”?
Rose: They salvaged it from underneath the Thames. Just go inside.
Donna: What for?
Rose: Just go in.
Donna: No way!

Rose: “Time and Relative Dimension in Space.” This room used to shine with light. I think it’s dying. Still trying to help.
Donna: And it belonged to The Doctor?
Rose: He was a Time Lord. Last of his kind.
Donna: But if he was so special, what was he doing with me?
Rose: He thought you were brilliant.
Donna: Don’t be stupid.
Rose: But you are. It just took the Doctor to show you that, simply by being with him. He did the same to me. To everyone he touches.
Donna: Were you and him… ?

Donna: What is it?
Rose: We don’t know.
Donna: Oh. Thanks.
Rose: It feeds off time. By changing time. By making someone’s life take a different turn. Like, ah, meetings never made, children never born, a life never loved. But with you it’s…
Donna: But I never did anything important!
Rose: Yeah you did. One day that thing made your turn right instead of left.
Donna: When was that?
Rose: Oh you wouldn’t remember, it was the most ordinary day in the world. But by turning right you never met The Doctor and the whole world just changed around you.
Donna: Can you get rid of it?
Rose: I can’t even touch it. Seems to be in a state of flux.
Donna: What does that mean?
Rose: I don’t know. Sort of thing the Doctor would say.

Rose: I thought it was just The Doctor we needed, but it’s the both of you. The Doctor and Donna Noble. Together. To stop the stars from going out.

Donna: How d’you know it’s gonna work?
Rose: Hm? Oh yeah. We don’t. We’re just, we’re just guessing.
Donna: Brilliant.
Rose: Just remember, when you get to the junction, change the car’s direction by one minute past ten.
Donna: How do I do that?
Rose: It’s up to you.
Donna: Well I just have to… run up to myself and… have a good argument.
Rose: I’d like to see that.
Captain Magambo (Noma Dumezweni): Activate Lodestone.
Rose: Good luck.
Donna: I’m ready!
Rose: One minute past ten.
Donna: ‘Cause I understand now. You said I was gonna die, but you mean this whole world is gonna blink out of existence. But that’s not dying! ‘Cause a better world takes its place. The Doctor’s world! And I’m still alive! That’s right, isn’t it? I don’t die. If I change things, I don’t die. That’s… that’s right, isn’t it?
Rose: I’m sorry.
Donna: But I can’t die! I’ve got a future! With the Doctor! You told me!

Donna before stepping in front of the haulage truck: Please.

Donna: Well that decides it. I’m not sitting in a traffic jam. I’m going left.

Donna: What the hell is that?
Fortune Teller: You were so strong! What are you?! What will you be? What will you be!

The Doctor: Just got lucky, this thing. It’s one of the Trickster’s Brigade. Changes a life in tiny little ways. Most times the universe just compensates around it, but with you… great big parallel world!
Donna: Hold on. You said parallel worlds are sealed off.
The Doctor: They are. But you had one created around you.
Funny thing is, seems to be happening a lot. To you.
Donna: How d’you mean?
The Doctor: Well, the Library. Then this.
Donna: Just goes with the job, I s’pose.
The Doctor: Sometimes I think there’s way too much coincidence around you, Donna. I met you once. Then I met your grandfather. Then I met you again. In the whole wide universe, I met you for a second time. It’s like something’s binding us together.
Donna: Don’t be so daft. I’m nothing special.
The Doctor: Yes you are. You’re brilliant.
Rose in alt-world flash: He thought you were brilliant.
Donna: She said that.
The Doctor: Who did?
Donna: That woman. I can’t remember.
The Doctor: Well, she never existed now.
Donna: No, but she said… the stars. She said the stars are going out.
The Doctor: Yeah, but that world’s gone.
Donna: No, but she said it was all worlds. Every world. She said the Darkness is coming. Even here.
The Doctor: Who was she?
Donna: I don’t know.
The Doctor: What did she look like?
Donna: She was… blonde.
The Doctor: What was her name?
Donna: I don’t know.
The Doctor: Donna, what was her name?
Donna: But she told me to warn you. She said “two words.”
The Doctor: What two words? What were they? What did she say?
Donna: “Bad Wolf.” What does it mean? Doctor, what is it? What’s “Bad Wolf”?
The Doctor: It’s the end of the universe.