In which they don't discuss the worst date ever and River's future
The Doctor: Hi honey, I'm home!
River: This was the worst date EVER!
The Doctor: What did I do? The date hasn't even started yet!
River: Where are you and are you having a nice time?
The Doctor: Well, I was having a nice time, here at your prison door, before you said it was the worst date ever.
River: Have you ever felt the sun on your face?
The Doctor: Yes I have, River. But we aren't going to talk about your nonsensical accusation?
River: I don't wanna talk about the army where the hell did you dream up that idea?
The Doctor: Okay, not about this terrible date and not about the army. Noted.
River: Oh? Well I am not a computer program. I am not made from ones, and zeros. I am made of organisms, and cells. I bleed, I heal, and I can get wet without frying. So I am sure that I am a human.
The Doctor: (I will not tell her how she will end up. I won't. I really won't) Okay, well, let's get you out.
River: Same here you computer nerd! I'm sorry some of my comments have been mean, but you could be nicer!
The Doctor: Where do you want to go today, River?
River: Lumbridge.
The Doctor: The one on Mars?
River: Yes, if that is where you live.
The Doctor: I don't live there, but let's go. Do you want to say goodbye to your wardens first, or shell we leave silently?
River: Yes, your hopes are sometimes right, sometimes wrong.
The Doctor: Okay, the Tardis awaits, my lady.
River: Are you the Doctor?
The Doctor: Yes, ma'am, I am.
River: Meh, I want you to make me feel good.