- Ah! Amelia Pond. Before I got it all wrong. My sweet little Amelia. - I am not Amelia Pond. I am a voice interface. - Hey, let's run away and have adventures. Come along, Pond. - I am not Amelia Pond. I am a voice interface. -You are so Scottish. How am I doing? - Your system has been contaminated by the poison of the Judas tree. You will be dead in thirty-two minutes. - Okay, so. Basically better regenerate, that's what you're saying. - Regeneration disabled. You will be dead in thirty-two minutes. - Unless I'm cured, yeah? - There is no cure. You will be dead in thirty-two minutes. - Why do you keep saying that? - Because you will be dead in thirty-two minutes. -You see, there you go again. Basically skipping thirty-one whole minutes when I'm absolutely fine. Scottish, that's all I'm saying. - You will be fine for thirty-one minutes. You will be dead in thirty-two minutes. - Scotland's never conquered anyone, you know. Not even a Shetland. River needs me. She's only just beginning. I can't die now. - You will not die now. You will die in thirty-two minutes. - I'm going out in the first round! Ringing any bells? {he convulses} Okay. Need something for the pain now. Come on, Amelia. It's me. Please. - I am not Amelia Pond. I am a voice interface. - Amelia. Listen to me. I can be brave for you. But you have go to tell me how. - I am not Amelia Pond. I am a voice interface. - Amelia... Amelia, please... I... - Fish fingers and custard. - What did you say? Fish fingers and custard! Amelia Pond. Fish fingers and custard. Fish fingers and custard!