I could never travel with The Doctor.
He tells Donna in Partners in Crime that it got complicated with Martha and that it was all his fault.
It was complicated because Martha loved him. And he blamed himself for that.
I’m not trying to talk shit about Martha, but it was not the Doctor’s fault. He can’t help but be mad and brilliant and a hero literally fallen from the sky.
Who wouldn’t fall in love with that?
But he looks so pained telling Donna that it was complicated. I couldn’t travel with him while he still loved Rose. And Ten will always love Rose.
I couldn’t travel with him. I don’t have in me whatever it is Martha had when she left The Doctor. I would try to stay with him forever and it would hurt but I would never be able to willingly walk away from that man and his box.
Donna Noble doesn’t take any of The Doctor’s shit.
I love that he’s all going about being fantastic and knowing all this stuff and then Donna rolls in and reminds him that other species can be pretty fucking cool too.
I’m not trying to say that The Doctor thinks he king of the universe, (Or, ahem, Time Lord Victorious) just that every once in a while his 900+ years go to his head.
Donna just stands there and laughs at the skinny alien boy and makes a comment that just ruins whatever point he was attempting to make.
AND THEN I CRY BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T EVEN REMEMBER HIM AND IT BREAKS MY HEART JUST TO THINK ABOUT IT AND WHEN I CRY MY TEARS ARE BLOOD.
This next episode sounds like it’s based off a Doctor Who book that was written during Ten and Donna’s era.
A never ending hotel where each room is a different monster from a different univese.
Each person was just snatched and plopped into the hotel and the Doctor and Donna had to find their way back to the TARDIS.