Charley: I thought I'd lost so much. But I've adjusted now. I can be happy. That's better, surely?

Doctor: But Charley, you have lost a lot. You have lost everything. Your family, your friends. Charley, you will never see another of your kind. Never. You will never fall in love with a man, get married, have children. Hang on to your losses. They make you what you are. Even if we spend the rest of our lives here, and I'm rather afraid we will, don't let them take away that regret and that pain. All that identity. Don't settle for this existence when once you've tasted life, because you are Charley Pollard, and you deserve better than that.

CHARLEY: Doctor. C'rizz.

DOCTOR: Hmm? Who's C'rizz?

CHARLEY: You didn't care. He died and you didn't care.

DOCTOR: What am I supposed to do, hm? Get in the TARDIS and leave you?

CHARLEY: Perhaps you should. Maybe this... oh maybe this was never meant to be.