- Amy Pond: Hello, old friend, and here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well, and were very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you, always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think once we're gone, 'you won't be coming back here for a while, and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don't be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. There's a little girl waiting in a garden. She's going to wait a long while, so she's going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she's patient, the days are coming that she'll never forget. Tell her she'll go to sea and fight pirates. She'll fall in love with a man who'll wait two-thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she'll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and save a whale in outer space. Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.
- Amy Pond: [Rory turns away from the gravestone with his name on it and suddenly vanishes] Doctor!
- River Song: [River and The Doctor run out from the TARDIS and notice a Weeping Angel behind where Rory was standing] Where the Hell did that come from?
- The Eleventh Doctor: [Scanning the statue with his Screwdriver] It's a survivor. Very weak but keep your eyes on it.
- Amy Pond: Where's Rory?
- The Eleventh Doctor: [Quickly glances at the tombstone and sees that it now has Rory's age at the time of his death written on it] I'm sorry... Amelia... I'm so, so sorry.
- Amy Pond: No. No we can just go and get him in the TARDIS. One more paradox...
- The Eleventh Doctor: Would rip New York apart.
- Amy Pond: That's not true, I don't believe you.
- River Song: Mother, it's true.
- The Eleventh Doctor: [Amy begins walking towards the Angel and the gravestone] Amy? What are you doing?
- Amy Pond: That gravestone, Rory's, there's room for one more name, isn't there?
- The Eleventh Doctor: What are you talking about? Back away from the Angel, come back to the TARDIS. We'll figure something out.
- Amy Pond: The Angel, would it send me back to the same time? To him?
- The Eleventh Doctor: I don't know. Nobody knows.
- Amy Pond: But it's my best shot, yeah?
- The Eleventh Doctor: [Becoming scared] No!
- River Song: Doctor, shut up! Yes, yes it is!
- The Eleventh Doctor: Amy...
- Amy Pond: Well then... I just have to blink, right?
- The Eleventh Doctor: [Frantic] No!
- Amy Pond: It'll be fine. I know it will. I-I'll be with him. Like I should be. Me and Rory together. Melody.
- [She holds back her hand, and River takes it]
- The Eleventh Doctor: Stop it! Just, just stop it!
- Amy Pond: You look after him.
- [she begins crying as River kisses her hand]
- Amy Pond: And you be a good girl, and you look after him.
- The Eleventh Doctor: You are creating a fixed time. I will never be able to see you again.
- Amy Pond: I'll be fine. I'll be with him.
- The Eleventh Doctor: I'll be a story in your head, but that's okay, because we're all stories in the end.
- The Eleventh Doctor: Just make it a good one, eh?
- Amy Pond: [sees an angel] Husband, run!
- [Rory and Amy leave, but another angel cuts of River and the Doctor]
- The Doctor: River, I'm not sure this can work.
- River Song: Husband, shut up.
- The Doctor: Why did you lie to me?
- River Song: When one's in love with an ageless god who insists on the face of a 12-year-old, one does one's best to hide the damage.
- The Doctor: It must hurt.
- [softly]
- The Doctor: Come here.
- River Song: Yes. The wrist is pretty bad, too.
- Rory Williams: Okay. I'm going to go and get us some more coffee. Who wants more coffee?
- [without waiting for an answer]
- Rory Williams: Me, too. I'll go.
- [turns quickly to leave]
- Amy Pond: Rory? Do I have noticeable lines on my eyes now?
- The Doctor: Yes.
- Rory Williams: [without turning around] No.
- Amy Pond: You didn't look.
- Rory Williams: I noticed them earlier... Didn't notice them. I specifically remember not noticing them.
- Amy Pond: You're welcome on the firepit, Centurion.
- Amy Pond: [reading aloud from the book "Melody Malone"] "' Why do you have to break mine?' I asked the Doctor. He fired and said, 'Because Amy read it in a book and now I have no choice.'"
- The Eleventh Doctor: [Desperately] Amy... please! Just come back into the TARDIS. Come along, Pond, please!
- Amy Pond: [Sobbing] Raggedy Man... goodbye!
- [She turns away from the Angel and disappears]
- The Eleventh Doctor: [He stares, brokenhearted, at the space where Amy had been standing. The tombstone now has her name on it, as well as her age at the time of her death] NO!
- [He doubles over, sobbing, as River heads towards him to comfort him and take him back into the TARDIS]
- The Doctor: Amy, Rory, get out of here! Don't look at anything! Don't touch...
- Amy Pond: Who's that?
- [the group looks up and sees an old man laying in a bed across from them]
- Old Rory Williams: [weakly, but with enthusiasm] Amy! Amy, please!
- [Amy slowly moves into the room and tentatively takes his hand]
- Old Rory Williams: Amy, please. Please.
- Amy Pond: Rory?
- [turns to look at the younger Rory]
- Amy Pond: He's you.
- Old Rory Williams: Amy...
- [old man dies]
- Rory Williams: Will someone please tell me what is going on?
- The Doctor: [dismayed] I'm sorry, Rory... but you just died.
- Amy Pond: What's the book?
- The Doctor: "Melody Malone" She's a private detective in old town New York.
- Amy Pond: She's got ice in her heart, a kiss on her lips, and a vulnerable side she keeps well hidden.
- The Doctor: Oh, you've read it?
- Rory Williams: You read, aloud, and then went, "Yowzah!"
- The Doctor: You just changed the future!
- River Song: It's called marriage, honey. Now, hush. I'm working.
- River Song: Hello, Dad.
- Rory Williams: Where am I?
- [whispers]
- Rory Williams: How the hell did I get here?
- River Song: I haven't the faintest idea. But you'll probably want to put your hands up.
- River Song: Oh, no. Really? Why do you have to break mine?
- The Doctor: Because Amy read it in a book and now I have no choice.
- [first lines]
- Sam Garner: [voice over as a typewriter prints the words] New York, the city of a million stories. Half of them are true, the other half just haven't happened yet. "Statues," the man said, "living statues that moved in the dark."
- Sam Garner: [voice over as a typewriter prints the words] The address Grayle gave me was an apartment block near Battery Park. He said it was where the statues went.