DOCTOR: Well, to be fair, I did have a couple of gadgets which he probably didn't, like a teaspoon and an open mind.

ADRASTA: Doran, I saw no mention in your paper that the shell was alive.

DORAN: It can't be, my lady. It's impossible. We detected nothing.

ADRASTA: But this man did.

DORAN: He's mistaken.

DOCTOR: Well, to be fair, I did have a couple of gadgets which he probably didn't, like a teaspoon and an open mind.

DOCTOR: Did you hear what I said just now?

ROMANA: About this being a frightening experience but don't be alarmed?

DOCTOR: Yes. I didn't say that.

ROMANA: You didn't?

DOCTOR: No. I was too busy being frightened and alarmed.

HUNTSMAN: Kill him.

DOCTOR: What? And just as we're all getting on so well?

HUNTSMAN: Kill him.

DOCTOR: Look, I don't want to stand on protocol or anything like that, but couldn't you at least do the done thing and take me to your leader?

ROMANA: I'm a traveller. I'm a Time Lord. And I am not used to being assaulted by a collection of hairy, grubby little men.

KARELA: Bring the tin animal.

K9: Correction, madam. As I have already told you, I am not made of tin.

KARELA: If I say you're made of tin, you horrible little animal, you're made of tin.

K9: I cannot accept the input of incorrect data.

DOCTOR: Erato, we did it!

ERATO: I still it was impossible.

ROMANA: So do I, though I did calculate our changes of success at seventy four million three hundred and eighty four thousand three hundred and thirty eight to one against.

DOCTOR: What? Seventy four million three hundred and eighty four thousand three hundred and thirty eight? Well, that's extraordinary.

ROMANA: Why?

DOCTOR: Well, that's my lucky number.

ROMANA: I was so worried about you.

DOCTOR: Oh, you shouldn't be worried. Time Lords have ninety lives.

ROMANA: How many have you got through, then?

DOCTOR: About a hundred and thirty.

DOCTOR: What are you doing down here?

ORGANON: A small matter of a slight error in a prophecy.

DOCTOR: Ah. Well, I guess it could happen to anybody.

ORGANON: Why, are you in the business yourself, sir?

DOCTOR: What?

ORGANON: Seeing into the future?

DOCTOR: Oh, well.

ORGANON: Crystal ball man, are you? Or do you favour goat entrails?

DOCTOR: No, I tend to use a police box affair.

DOCTOR: You must be the Lady Adrasta.

ADRASTA: And you're the fellow who was found in the Place of Death.

DOCTOR: Yes! Do you know, I'll tell you something fascinating about that.

ADRASTA: Anyone found there is put to death.

DOCTOR: Oh, you knew. Well, don't you think you could at least put up a notice?

ROMANA: What is that thing in the pit?

ADRASTA: We call it the Creature.

ROMANA: Ah, that's original. But what kind of creature is it?

ADRASTA: Hard to say, really.

ROMANA: Why is that?

ADRASTA: Our researchers divide into two categories. The ones who have got close enough to find out something about it.

ROMANA: Yes?

ADRASTA: And the ones who are still alive.

DOCTOR: What's this?

ADRASTA: We call it the Pit.

DOCTOR: Ah. You have such a way with words.

KARELA: What are you doing in the Place of Death?

DOCTOR: Oh, just pottering around. I have this insatiable curiosity, you see. Why do you call it the Place of Death?

KARELA: Because anyone found here is automatically condemned to death.

DOCTOR: Ah. Is that so? You know, I've always been fascinated by place names and I trust you'll make an exception in my case.