We're all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Cos it was, you know.
It was the best.
A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away.
Did I ever tell you that I stole it?
Well, I borrowed it. I was always going to take it back.
Oh, that box, Amy. You'll dream about that box.
It'll never leave you.
Big and little at the same time.
Brand new and ancient.
And the bluest blue ever.