Rose Tyler; the one I'm not married to but has been rather avoiding me, not that I blame her of course but is planning to marry the previous me (which is brilliant, by the way) but that I'd really like to speak with, thanks.
Could I speak with you? About everything?
Silence is terrible, Rose Tyler. I never meant to hurt you, and clearly I did, even though I understand it wasn't actually this version of me, but I have his face, don't I? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
I'll never bother you again, I promise you that. But I needed you to know.
Rose Tyler; the one who is theoretically now Rose Smith, did you take my name? I can't recall honestly.
So I got to thinking, actually.
Children? I think we should make a few. Rather would like that.