No. Don’t tell us. We really don’t want to know.
Inspired by an excellent comment made by insaneisjustanotherword on a reblog.
The Doctor: I don’t know where we’re going but my old hand’s very excited about it!
Donna: I thought that was just some freaky alien thing! You telling me it’s yours?
The Doctor: Well…
Martha: It got cut off. He grew a new one!
Donna: You are completely… impossible!
The Doctor: Not impossible, just… a bit unlikely!
Sycorax Leader: I can summon the armada and take this world by force.
The Doctor: Well, yeah, you could. Yeah, you could do that, of course you could. But why? Look at these people: these human beings. Consider their potential. From the day they arrive on the planet, and blinking step into the sun. There is more to see than can ever be seen. More to do th- no, hold on… Sorry, that’s the ‘Lion King’.
Rose: This lot said they’d give us a lift.
The Doctor: And then what?
Rose: I don’t know. Find a planet. Get a job. You live a life same as the rest of the Universe.
The Doctor: I’d have to settle down. Get a house or something, a proper house. With… doors and carpets. Me, living in a house. That, that, is terrifying.