Never think I stopped loving these two, and all the other actors: They're just doing an amazing job with what they've been handed, and that is a bummer. There could be thirteen hour-long experiences of beauty, for these beautiful brilliant people, and instead they're just... Doing their jobs. Really, really well. So if I were a fan of the show, I could hold onto that, because they are fantastic, no matter how much I bitch and moan. They sell this shit better than I ever could, and I love them.
I thought I was done, falling in love, when I met Donna. I really did. "Rose was my wonderful beloved, and Martha was the person I wish to be, but Donna. Oh, Donna. I fell in love with her immediately, and never stopped. She'd step out onto some ridiculous planet and I'd weep anyhow, because I loved her so much I couldn't wait to see her deal with the Ood (that's the one, right) or Agatha Christie or whatever. Loved her, body and soul." And all that. But after a year of Tennant fuckin' about, I realized I was ready to fall in love again.
And I got Matt and Karen! The two awesomest people! And I will tell you, no matter how much I hate it -- and I swear this week is as bad as it gets, although next week is bullshit too -- I don't care beyond that. The only reason it seems different is because I skipped over the parts I hated, when I was telling you how much I loved Martha, and Donna. You didn't get to hear how bad it got, how mad I got. The only difference is that we're back week-to-week. And this episode, more than next week and slightly less than last week, is bullshit. It can get better. I believe without even trying that next week and the week after that, and the week after that, will be amazing. And when I say this episode is retarded, just complete and utter trash, that's all I'm saying. I believe it can be better. And in the case of this show, I know it will. To me, that is a powerful statement. I'm not sure what's complicated about it, or what I didn't say about that to lead you astray otherwise. I am always willing to wait until next week. I wish you would, too.
The little girl spots Amy immediately, because she dropped her papers in the first place so the Doctor would leave her alone. They aimlessly -- although you would think Mandy would know more specifically -- wander the halls until they reach a place you're not supposed to go. The only point of this scene, of course, is that Amy does a lot of hoo-hoo and hee-hee trying to tempt the girl beyond the red line and into the "hole" where all the previous shit leads.