"But that implies, in this big grand scheme of gods and devils, that she's just a victim. Well, I've seen a lot of this universe. I've seen fake gods and bad gods and demi-gods and would-be gods. I've had the whole pantheon. But if I believe in one thing... just one thing... I believe in her!"
Tennant was a great speechifier. He could deliver a pile of lines and make you believe every one sprang from some real emotion. He had two or three monologues in his final episode, about denial and facing death. This one isn't about that. It unites a few of the elements in other speeches like belief, and the fragility of existence. Hope, in the face of inevitability. The existential frailty of the universe, and how small we really are. This monologue is a denial of that frailty. The Doctor, in the face of the vastness of the universe, of the smallness of sacrifice, of the tiny existence of individuals, refuses to buy it. He throws the grand universal plans in the face of anybody who's listening. The most important thing in the universe, the only thing the Doctor (a man both human and beyond human comprehension) believes in is people. Today, it's one person. One girl. She's not THAT special. She's a girl you might pass in the street on any day. What she is, is human. The most important thing in the universe.
Rebecca Kulik lives in Iowa, reads an obsence amount, watches way too much television, and occasionally studies for her BA in History. Come by her personal pop culture blog at tyrannyofthepetticoat.wordpress.com and her reading blog at journalofimaginarypeople.wordpress.com.
