From: “Let’s Kill Hitler”

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Mels: It’s all right for you. You’ve got Mr. Perfect keeping you right.

Amy: He’s not even real. Just a stupid dream when I was a kid.

Mels: I wasn’t talking about him.

Amy: What, Rory? How have I “got” Rory?

Rory: Yeah. How has she “got” me?

Amy: He’s not mine.

Rory: No. No. I’m not hers.

Mels: Come on. Seriously. It’s got to be you two. Oh cut to the song, it’s getting boring.

Amy: Nice thought, okay? But completely impossible. 

Rory: Yeah. Impossible.

Amy: I’d love to. He’s gorgeous. He’s my favorite guy. But he’s, you know—Gay.

Rory: —A friend. {to Amy} I’m not gay.

Amy: Yes you are.

Rory: No. No I’m not.

Amy: Of course you are. Don’t be stupid. In the whole time I’ve known you, when have you shown the slightest interest in a girl?

Mels: Penny in the air.

Amy: I’ve known you for what, ten years? I’ve seen you practically every day. Name one girl you’ve paid the slightest bit of attention to. {Rory runs out of the room}. Oh my god. Rory. {she runs after him}.

Mels: And the penny drops.

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From: The Girl Who Waited

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Future Amy: All those boys chasing me, but it was only ever Rory. Why was that?

Amy: You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they’re as dull as a brick? Then there’s other people, when you meet them you think, “Not bad. They’re okay.” And then you get to know them and… and their face just sort of becomes them. Like their personality’s written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful.

Both: Rory’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever met.

Amy: Please. Do it for him.

Future Amy: Ah, you. You’re asking me to defy destiny, causality, the nexus of time itself, for a boy.

Amy: You’re Amy. He’s Rory. And oh yes, I am.