A New Doctor/Forever Friends

This is the prequel for A New Doctor!

Script
Clara: I don't know how to fly the TARDIS!

Doctor: Think Doctor think! Which button, which button. Ah yes. The doo-hickey.

The Doctor presses a button.

Doctor: Safe and sound.

Clara gives the Doctor an odd look.

Doctor: What's the matter? Do I have ginger hair? Please please let it be ginger.

Clara: It's grey.

Doctor: No, not grey! Anything but grey. Purple, orange, pink, gold, anything but grey.

Clara: It is grey. Deal with it.

Doctor: Why are you being so nasty? I've got a nose, havn't I? Of course I've got a nose, otherwise, I'd have to take up mouth breathing classes. It's not like ballet or debating or dog wee work. It takes time.

Clara: If you think so much of your stupid nose, maybe you'd like an improvment.

Clara punches the Doctor in the nose.

Doctor: Ouch! I think I've got a nose bleed.

Clara: Being 3479, I think you would have had a nose bleed.

Doctor: Is that my age?

Clara: Yes it is.

Doctor: So I've regenerated. So what? You don't need to punch me.

Clara: Well, you'll get more of those if you want.

Doctor: So how do I look? This face feels nice from the inside. I do hope I can dance.

Clara: You're not dancing with me!

Doctor: You havn't answered. Why do you hate me?

Clara: BECAUSE YOU CHANGED!

Doctor: Look Clara. You've seen me in all my regenerations. Why is it a big deal today.

Clara: You're not my Doctor! You're a Scottish grey haired man with looney ideas and a big blue box!

Doctor: RIGHT! THAT IS IT! YOU'RE GOING HOME!

Clara: Fine. I'd rather be locked in a tank without oxygen than travel with a Scot.

Doctor: For godness sake, I am a Gallifreyan, not a Scot. So, no-oxygen tank.

Clara strangles the Doctor.

Clara: TAKE ME HOME OR YOU WILL DIE!

Doctor: OK.

The phone rings outside.

The Doctor picks it up.

Doctor: Hello, the Doctor.

Kate Stewart is seen at UNIT.

Kate: Doctor. You're coming to Earth.

The end.