No. I don't. She hasn't traveled with me. I didn't know her. No, not my TARDIS. You don't understand, I'm young according to her. There is no homing beacon in my TARDIS. None. My TARDIS has never been touched by her, so you're mistaken.
No, don't give me that. I don't care about spoilers. You are asking me for a ride in my TARDIS, to a place that I haven't been, telling me you know me, that you know Donna, that you know my TARDIS.
I need some answers, serious answers, or I'm not going anywhere. And that's final.
If you know anything about me, me me. Then you'll know just how serious I am.