DOCTOR: Now, this won't take a minute. I just want to clean it off. Be as gentle as I can. There we are. Who are these men? Why are they so determined to kill us?

ASTRID: Kill you. They hate you.

DOCTOR: Me? I'm the nicest possible person.

DOCTOR: (mexican) Why, hello, Bruce. What are you doing here, huh?

DOCTOR: It is too important. I must be sure. Oh dear. What pretty crockery this is. Sad really, isn't it? People spend all their time making nice things, and other people come along and break them.

FARIAH: You can't threaten me now, Benik. I can only die once, and someone's beaten you to it.