What d’you mean ‘Franky, you’re a student’?
What d’you mean ‘Franky, seriously, you haven’t got enough disposible income to start wasting it on Classic Who DVDs’?
You don’t know me.
You don’t know my life.
You’re not my mother.
You’re my mother.
Does that count?
Is that legitimate grounds to question your life decisions?
That, I grant you, does make me start seriously thinking about my life choices.
This is because I’m only the sidekick again, isn’t it?
Well, I’m sorry not all of us can be the leading man, ma. I’m still a hero. I still have fans.