AXON MAN [on monitor]: All things must die, Doctor. Mankind, this planet, Axos merely hastens the process.

DOCTOR: Oh? How?

AXON MAN [on monitor]: Axonite is simply bait for human greed. Because of this greed, Axonite will soon spread across the entire planet and then the nutrition cycle will begin.

DOCTOR: Indeed, and what then?

AXON MAN [on monitor]: Slowly we will consume every particle of energy, every last cell of living matter. Earth will be sucked dry!

DOCTOR: No. No, I'm afraid not. No, obviously the Time Lords have programmed the TARDIS always to return to Earth. It seems that I'm some kind of a galactic yo-yo!

AXOS: Axos calling Earth. Request immediate assistance. Axos calling Earth.

DOCTOR: Right, Gentlemen. Shall we go in?

DOCTOR: My dear Mister Chinn, if I could leave, I would, if only to get away from people like you.

BRIGADIER: Doctor—

DOCTOR: And your petty obsessions! England for the English? Good heavens, man!

CHINN: I have a duty to my country!

DOCTOR: Not to the world?