The Runaway Bride Season 3 Episode 0

WOW!!!! Season three! This season has some great episodes, and some not so great episodes. 

YAAY!!!! Christmas special!!! I like Christmas specials!

This episode gets a scariness rating of 1.75! Robot santas with bad tempers, big red scary spider people, and a girl that can transport herself to the TARDIS(or the other way around),but not on purpose.

Things I like about this episode:

When The Doctor makes all the money come out of the ATM, and all the people are running around picking it up.

When The Doctor puts the bio-damper on Donna and he says "I thee Bio-damp". It's funny.

When The Doctor takes Donna to the beginning of the Earth. That's cool that she was the first to see it. (well not really)

I love the way the TARDIS takes off at the end! It looks Really cool!

Things I don't like about this episode:

I don't like Lance. Why is he so stupid to believe the Racnoss? Whenever aliens promise humans that if they do something they'll give them some reward, they always end up being killed by the alien.

When The Doctor and Donna(I keep wanting to write Rose) almost die multiple times.

Why don't aliens ever take The Doctors offer and let him find a place for them to live? Because when they refuse The Doctor shuts them down.

It's kinda sad that Donna doesn't get to marry the person she loves, but I guess that it was better because Lance didn't love her. She will get married though. Eventually.

Awesome quotes from this episode:

Donna: Tell me where I am. I demand you tell me, right now, where am I?
The Doctor: Inside the TARDIS.
Donna: What?
The Doctor: The TARDIS.
Donna: What?!
The Doctor: The TARDIS!
Donna: The WHAT?!!!
The Doctor: It's called the TARDIS!
Donna: That's not even a proper word. You're just saying things.

The Doctor: You're in space. Outer space. And this is my... space ship.
Donna: Who are you?
The Doctor: I'm the Doctor. You?
Donna: Donna.
The Doctor: Human?
Donna: Yeah. Is that optional?
The Doctor: Well it is for me.
Donna: You're an alien.
The Doctor: Yeah.

The Doctor: Who are you getting married to? Are you sure he's human? He's not a bit overweight with a zipper in his forehead, is he? (Haha, The Doctor thinks he's a Slitheen!)

Donna: No stupid martian is going to stop me from getting married. To heck with you!
The Doctor: I'm not... I'm not... I'm not from Mars.

Donna: What did you do?
The Doctor: Something... martian.

The Doctor: Listen to me, you've got to jump!
Donna: I'm not jumping on a motorway!
The Doctor: Whatever that thing is, it needs you. And whatever it needs you for, it's not good. Now come on!
Donna: I'm in my wedding dress!
The Doctor: Yes. You look lovely. Come on!

Donna: I can't do it! 
The Doctor: Trust me. 
Donna: Is that what you said to her? Your friend? The one you lost? Did she trust you? 
The Doctor: Yes, she did. And she is not dead. She is *so* alive. Now jump! 

The Doctor: With this ring, I thee bio-damp.
Donna: For better or for worse.

The Doctor: Great big spaceship? Hopping over London? You didn't notice?
Donna: I had a bit of a hangover.

The Doctor running his screwdriver over Donna: It's weird, I mean you're not special, you're not powerful...
Donna: This friend of yours, just before she left, did she punch you in the face? Stop bleeping me!

The Doctor: H.C. Clements was bought up twenty-three years ago by the Torchwood Institute.
Donna: Who are they?
The Doctor: They were behind the Battle at Canary Wharf. {no comprehension} Cyberman Invasion. {nothing} Skies over London full of Daleks.
Donna: I was in Spain.
The Doctor: They had Cybermen in Spain.
Donna: Scuba diving.
The Doctor: That big picture, Donna, you keep on missing it.

Donna: I'm a pencil inside a mug?
The Doctor: Yes you are. 4H. Sums you up.

Lance Benett: Are you telling me this building's got a secret floor?
The Doctor: No, I'm showing you this building's got a secret floor.
Donna: It needs a key.
The Doctor: I don't.

The Doctor: [in a frenzied 'light-bulb' moment] Ahh! The wedding! That's right, you're getting married! That's it! Best day of your life, walking down the aisle... Oh, you're body's a battleground, there's a chemical war inside! Adrenaline, acetocholine, WHAM go the endorphins! You're *cooking*! Yeah! You're like a walking oven, a press cooker, a microwave, all churning away; the buttons reach boiling point and SHAZZAM... 
Donna: [slaps him hard upside the face] 
The Doctor: [disbelief] What did I do this time? 

Donna: Wish we had a time machine. Then we could go back and get it right.

The Doctor: ... Yeah, yeah. But... even if I did, I couldn't go back on someone's personal timeline.... Apparently.

The Doctor: Oh. You know what you said before about a time machine? Well I lied and... now we're going to use it.

The Doctor: They're pulling us back!
Donna: Well can't you stop it? Just lean on the handbrake. Can't you reverse or warp or fade or something?
The Doctor: Backseat driver.

Donna: What did you do?
The Doctor: Guess what I've got, Donna? Pockets.
Donna: How did that fit in there?
The Doctor: They're bigger on the inside.

Donna: You've drained the Thames.

Donna: I missed my wedding, lost my job and became a widow on the same day. Sort of.
The Doctor: I couldn't save him.
Donna: He deserved it. {pause} No he didn't.

TARDIS!