I hate spoilers with a passion. I avoid them at all costs, but thanks to stupid things like the Internet, I still find out things in the future of my favourite shows. So I’ve known what the outcome of the Doctor Who episode “The Angels Take Manhattan” would bring, but dang it Moffat! You didn’t have to make the way it happened so gosh-darn good!
I’m not a crier. I don’t even think I cried when David Tennant’s Doctor regenerated (though I was very close). Of course, I really didn’t have the chance to cry because it ended with Matt Smith’s Doctor excited about the next adventure. (Oh, and by the way, I wrote a sort of blog entry after watching “The End of Time,” which I never posted anywhere. Note to self: find that document!)
Oh, but Moffat, you conniving little sneak… you knew just where my soft spot is… and I cried like a baby.