"And here you are, same old face. Didn't I tell you you'd be all right? Oh!" Wilfred claps, as unselfconscious in his joy as in his sorrow. "They've arrested Mr. Naismith. It was on the news. Crimes undisclosed. And his daughter. Both of them, locked up. But I keep thinking, Doctor, there's one thing you never told me. That woman. Who was she?"
The Doctor stares at Sylvia, then Donna. It's enough of an answer.
Thou hast no right to bliss.
"I just wanted to give you this," he says, handing over an envelope. "Wedding present. Thing is, I never carry money. So I just popped back in time, borrowed a quid off a really lovely man." He looks Sylvia in the eye: "Geoffrey Noble, his name was." Sylvia's eyes fill up.
"Have it, Geoffrey said. "Have that on me."
Wilf thanks him for that one; Sylvia nearly kisses him for thanks. They run back to Donna, handing the envelope over. "Oh, don't tell me, it's a bill. Just what I need, right now. A lottery ticket?" Wilfred and Sylvia stare at each other. "What a cheap present. Who was that? Still, you never know, it's a triple rollover this week, I might get lucky." She shoves it into her bra and runs back to Shaun.
It's her wedding day. Every dream can come true, now. Every trip and every mystery is now in reach.
Yet they, believe me, who await
No gifts from Chance, have conquer'd Fate
Wilf cries, and blows him a kiss. He can't even wave goodbye.
It's New Year's Eve, 2005. Rose and Jackie are in a rush, thanks to Jackie's boyfriend Jimbo, who said he'd give them a lift before his axel broke. "Mickey'll be calling me everything. This is your fault... Get rid of him, Mum, he's useless." Jackie points out that A) Rose is with a mechanic, and B) That she'll never do better at this point. Rose reaches out and touches her mother's hair softly, lovingly. "Don't be like that. You never know. There could be someone out there."
Once there were a couple of London kids, named Peter Tyler and Jackie Prentiss.
Jackie wishes her daughter a happy New Year and runs off to party. The Doctor watches Rose run past, trying to be quiet, but it's coming too soon. He groans at just the wrong time, bending with it, and she hears. "You all right, mate? Too much to drink?"