MARY: This may sound a bit strange to you, Doctor.

DOCTOR: I doubt it. I've had a vast amount of experience of the strange.

MARY: Well, it's just that it's no here any more.

DOCTOR: What's no here any more?

MARY: The doctor's home. Surgeon's Square.

DOCTOR: What do you mean, it isn't here any more? An entire house can't just disappear.

EVELYN: Can't it?

DOCTOR: Now, what year is this?

EVELYN: Oh no, not that old one.

MARY: It's Christmas, 1828.

DOCTOR: Precisely.

EVELYN: And?

DOCTOR: I realise that Robert Louis Stevenson was a genius, but even a genius would find it very difficult to write the Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde - oh, it's pronounced 'Jeekel', by the by - a full thirty years before he was born, wouldn't you say?

EVELYN: You mean Knox is a Time Lord or something?

DOCTOR: A Time Lord or something, yes. A very apt phrase. Certainly something.

JAMIE: Doctor heard of Jamie? Jamie famous. Jamie would like to be famous.

DOCTOR: Well, I used to know a Jamie, my boy. It's an honourable name you have there. A very honourable name.

JAMIE: Jamie's famous.

DOCTOR: Famous? No, not really. He was important to me, mind. But then, fame isn't important. It's what you do for others. Jamie put himself in mortal danger for me many times. A very brave young man. I never told him that. Pity.

EVELYN: I never quite understand. If the scanner sets your suspicious radar off, why oh why do we always get out of the Tardis and have a look anyway?

DOCTOR: Initial fears, by their very nature, are never meant to last long. At least the darkness is satisfactorily explained. Some sort of tunnel, obviously.

EVELYN: Hello?

DOCTOR: Do you have to?

EVELYN: When in a cliff-hanging situation, always go for the cliché. That's my motto.

DOCTOR: You can't outrun inevitability, Evelyn. There's no point in even trying. I was a fool, an utter fool. Of course you weren't in any danger. Goldfish in a bowl, doing the same thing over and over again, but never realising it. This has all been prearranged, preplanned, pre-performed even. We arrived in the middle of a well-rehearsed run-through. This, all this, has already happened. There's nothing I can do to stop it.

EVELYN: Your taste in hobbies is getting alarmingly concerning, Doctor. Grotesque, even. I don't call poking around in empty graves a particularly healthy pursuit for a grown man.

DOCTOR: Oh, but this empty grave is merely the beginning. I'm looking forward to meeting the two gentlemen responsible. The Williams Burke and Hare, if I'm right, and I so often am.

EVELYN: Burke and Hare! You mean the body-snatchers.

DOCTOR: Yes, I mean the body-snatchers. Come on. I've got a thirst in more ways than one.

EVELYN: But Doctor, you talk about Burke and Hare as though you're looking forward to meeting them.

DOCTOR: Exactly.

EVELYN: But they're criminals!

DOCTOR: Undoubtedly.

EVELYN: Murderers!

DOCTOR: Absolutely. But maybe not yet.

MARY: You take bodies from the graveyard?

KNOX: No, my child. I don't deem it fitting to get my hands dirty in public. I have an arrangement for supplies. With whom, and for how much, is my business. And now I've told you as much as I care to, good day once and for all.

EVELYN: Thank you for your hospitality.

KNOX: Delighted. I hope your doctor approves. I feel I know him already, like the Jekyll to his Hyde, if you like.

EVELYN: I would have said it was the other way round, myself.

DOCTOR: Oh, you're just another Time Lord with too much time on his hands.

KNOX: I'm not a Time Lord. Gracious, the arrogance of your people, Doctor. You think you own Time. You don't. You think you control Time. You don't! Others are far, far more adept at that, Doctor. The self-righteous, self-importance of it all.

DOCTOR: You're not a Time Lord?

KNOX: I am not.

DOCTOR: But you have a Tardis.

KNOX: You don't have the monopoly, as I'm sure you've gathered over the years and years.

DOCTOR: At least mine was not stolen.

KNOX: Oh, indeed? Nor was mine. I got it, well, second-hand, from a Nekkistan dealer on Gryben. Apparently it was just lying around, he said. It's Mark 70, I think. Very swish.

DOCTOR: Operating a Tardis is not for amateurs.

KNOX: Oh, Tardises, Time Rings, Time Portals, they're all the same to me. You Time Lords, you're archaic, old-fashioned, out of touch, out of time. Time travel can be bought like anything else.