C: So much love for Five <3 Oh, and I should tell you my celery theory. Warning, it was the product of sleep deprivation and general silliness. “FORGET ROMANA, MOFFAT NEEDS TO BRING BACK THE CELERY. Actually, my theory is that the celery is indeed the Twelfth Doctor - Five found the celery, realized this, and stuck himself on his lapel for safe-keeping. UNTIL HE SWAPPED HIM FOR A PRETTIER CELERY IN ‘ENLIGHTENMENT’ BY MISTAKE D: Really.”
H: …What were you smoking at the time you wrote this down?
LATER THAT NIGHT
H: “Doctor, what is that?”
H: “It’s celery, I wore celery once, celery is cool.”
THIS IS INDEED HOW MY MIND WORKS
Steven Moffat (via tinysprout)
This is one of the things that makes the direction RTD took the Doctor in during the Specials really, really irk me. It just wasn’t the Doctor. No character is perfect of course, and the Doctor has as many faults as anyone. But so much of what happened at the end conflicted so strongly with the Doctor’s core values, beliefs that have carried him forward so many times when he thought he couldn’t go on, that I felt like I wasn’t watching the Doctor anymore. It was someone else. And granted, characters can go down very dark, destructive paths - but then we as the devoted audience deserve to see them heal. The character deserves to heal. And with Ten, we got gypped.
I could write essays on what bothered me about those damn Specials. Maybe I will. I’m taking notes next time I watch them. /dork