The Web of Fear

DOCTOR: Oh, it's all right. You can relax. The electricity is off.

JAMIE: What was all that about?

DOCTOR: If there had been a current running through these rails, you'd have been fried!

JAMIE: Hey?

DOCTOR: Electrified. Brunched! Burnt up! Now, come along. It's safe now, I think, but we'd better be careful. Follow me.

COLONEL: So you don't believe him?

KNIGHT: No, of course not, sir. The whole idea is screwy. A police box?

COLONEL: Well whether you think it foolish or not, we are going to rescue that craft.

EVANS: Here, you don't think I had anything to do with these Yeti, do you?

ANNE: Doctor. The other models. They've gone!

EVANS: Well, don't look at me. I didn't want to come down here in the first place. I shouldn't be down here at all, really. Driver, I am, see. Well you'd better have this before you say I've nicked it.

“Volunteer? That's a dirty word, that is. Not me.”

EVANS: Er, hello. If you're looking for your friend, he went that way.

(The first Yeti returns.)

EVANS: Look, you don't want me. I'm not one of them, see? Driver, that's what I am. I shouldn't be down here at all, really. Hey, steady on. Oh, going for a walk, are we? There's lovely.

(The Yeti carry Evans away.)