BUCKINGHAM: You would dare to take on one of the finest swordsmen in England?

DOCTOR: Hasn't anybody told you? We're in France!

DOCTOR: We have a ball to attend. Let's go. All for one!

DELMARRE: What?

DOCTOR: Ah. Never mind

DOCTOR: Now, you pull out your sword with a rousing all for one!

ROUFFET: And I reply, what was it again?

DOCTOR: And one for all. Remember?

DELMARRE: All for one

DELMARRE + ROUFFET: And one for all.

DOCTOR: Well, with a little practice I'm sure you'll get it.

ERIMEM: You are very opinionated, Madame de Chevreuse.

CHEVREUSE: Secretly, I believe the Cardinal carries a torch for the Queen.

ERIMEM: Carries a torch? Forgive me, I do not know the expression.

CHEVREUSE: He is in love with the Queen, but he is certainly no saint. I've heard that he has children in nunneries across the country.

PERI: But we're changing history.

DOCTOR: No. No, no, no, no. We're not changing history, we are history. We're here, we've always been here, and we always will be here. Do you understand?

PERI: Not really.

DOCTOR: You'll just have to trust me.

DOCTOR: I see our two swashbuckling friends are right at home.

PERI: Doctor, how exactly do you swash your buckle?

DOCTOR: Do you know, I haven't the foggiest.