ACE: Oh fantastic! Not only do we have a swimming pool, and a tennis court, and a cinema, now we've got a bloody insect house on board the TARDIS!

ACE: Yeah, we know, it's bigger inside than out. You should see the rest of it...

CHARLIE: There's nowt left that's going to amaze me any more. Bloody great walkin' talkin' insects what appear out of nowhere; magic wands; and ladies who give me mam more money than we had in our lives before - I've seen it all now!

POPOV: So, Miss Ace? What will happen if we cannot trace these women down?

ACE: Alien 4, Popov, that's what...

BERNICE: The Doctor again. Or one of his friends. Medicus ex machina.

ACE: Huh?

BERNICE: It's Latin for an interfering old goat, Ace.

JARED KHAN: The Charrl are the greatest noblest race the Universe has ever known. Creators of beauty, respecters of creation, the race of the faithfulest friends. They have flourished for eleven thousand years, and have established the noblest society. Such perfection should not be allowed to die. To live, to survive and to prosper, that is their birthright!

LANDLORD: Go back home, love, this ain't the place for the likes o' you.

BERNICE: What d'you mean?

LANDLORD: Look, you're a woman. Stay at home where you belong...

BERNICE: And you're an interfering antediluvian chauvinist with a bad case of eczema, who waters down his gin, and runs the cheapest flea-pit of a tavern this side of the Magellanic Cluster. I don't have to stay here to be insulted by someone who'd make an australopithecus feel Science Academy material. I'm a lady, I am.