In which River thinks the Doctor is cool and he isn't a zombie.
The Doctor: Hi honey, I'm home!
River: Hi sweetie, nice to see that you're home.
The Doctor: Well, this is not really home, of course. Let's leave this prison, I don't really like it.
River: Probably because you are so argumentative.
The Doctor: That might be the reason. But probably not. Where do you want to go today?
River: If you were a zombie, and only ate chicken brains, you would starve.
The Doctor: Good thing I'm not a zombie. Come, Doctor Song, get in the Tardis.
River: You're not what? Right?
The Doctor: I'm not a zombie. But I am always right. And I say that we are going to have an adventure.
River: No, you are not.
The Doctor: Why not? Don't you want to have an adventure?
River: Bible good for as.
The Doctor: Sorry?
River: I don't think you are genuinely sorry.
The Doctor: No, I'm just confused.
River: Oh, okay. Tell me something about yourself.
The Doctor: I am the Doctor, about twelve hundred years old, and bored of waiting for you to get into the Tardis.
River: Cool.
The Doctor: It is. Now, get in.
River: Yes it is.
The Doctor: It must be the bowtie. Thank you for getting in. Now, where do we go?
River: Yes. Why?
The Doctor: The planet Why?
River: Is it perhaps an F-22?
The Doctor: According to the classification of the Shadow Proclamation it is an L-12. Is that okay with you?
River: You crashed the plane through walls?
The Doctor: No, no, don't worry I fly her quite fine. And she's not a plane, you know. Planet Why, here we come!