DOCTOR: (laughs maniacally) At last, I control everything! You are my pawns to do as I please! You have no choice but to bend to my every will! Yes, I own you. I am your creator. And I can be your destroyer…

MEL: Honestly, Doctor, stop being so melodramatic.

DOCTOR: (normal voice) Mel, am I not permitted an occasional moment of melodrama?

MEL: Yes, but it’s only a game of monopoly.

DOCTOR: A game…but I am winning! There is no power but mine. I control Park Lane, Mayfair, the Water Works…

MEL: Doctor!

DOCTOR: I want to imagine how it feels like to be a power-crazed dictator; see into the enemy’s mind.

MEL: And?

DOCTOR: (normal voice) Boring. And I hate hotels. Your roll.