The blood of family
The blood of family: Doctor! Come back, Doctor. Come home. Come and claim your prize. Out you come, doctor. There‘s a good boy. Come to the family. Time to end it now.
Martha: You recognise it, don‘t you?
The blood of family: come out doctor. come to us
John Smith: I‘ve never seen it in my life.
M: Do you remember its name?
Joan: I‘m sorry John. but you wrote about it. The blue box. You dreamt of the blue box.
John Smith: I’m not... I‘m John Smith.. that’s all I want to be, John Smith.. with his life and his job and his love... why can’t I just be John Smith? Isn’t he a good man?
J:yes yes he is!
JS: Why can I stay?
M: But we need the doctor.
JS: and What am I then? Nothing. I&`&m just a story.
TFoB:One more phase that we won't have to hunt.. the Doctor, Mr Smith, the boy, the watch. They would come to us