4x07 - The Unicorn And The Wasp
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(With his mouth full, The Doctor resorts to charades to mime what he needs)
Donna: I can't understand you... How many words? One! One word! Shake... milk-shake... milk?! No, not milk. Shake, shake, shake?! Cocktail shaker! What do you want, a Harvey Wallbanger?
The Doctor: Harvey Wallbanger?!
Donna: Well, I don't know!
The Doctor: How is "Harvey Wallbanger" one word?!
Agatha Christie: What do you need, Doctor?
The Doctor: Salt! I was miming salt, I need salt, I need something salty!
Donna: What about this?
The Doctor: What is it?
Donna: Salt!
The Doctor: That's too salty!
Donna: (Sarcastically) Oh, that's too salty!
Agatha Christie: What about this?
The Doctor: Mmm
Donna: What's that?
Agatha Christie: Anchovies.
Donna: What is it? What else?
(The Doctor mimes open and closing palms with arms outstretched)
Donna: It's a song - Mammy!? I don't know, Camptown Races?
The Doctor: Camptown Races !?
Donna: All right then, Towering Inferno?
The Doctor: It's a shock, a shock, I need a shock!
Donna: All right then, big shock coming up... (Grabbing the sides of his head she kisses him full on the lips, and once she lets him go The Doctor violently expels the toxins).
The Doctor: Ahh, detox. Oh, mah, I must do that more often (pauses and looks at Donna) I mean, the detox...