(Amy waddles out.)

DOCTOR: Oh, way-hey! You've swallowed a planet.

AMY: I'm pregnant.

DOCTOR: You're huge.

AMY: Yeah, I'm pregnant.

DOCTOR: Look at you. When worlds collide.

AMY: Doctor, I'm pregnant.

DOCTOR: Oh, look at you both. Five years later and you haven't changed a bit, apart from age and size.

AMY: Oh, it's good to see you, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Are you pregnant?