RANI: That's why I needed you trapped inside the wish. Because this isn't just exposition, Doctor. I need to tell you everything so that your doubt becomes all-consuming.

JOHN: I have my doubts, but I never doubt you, Belinda.

ROGUE: Doctor? Doctor, can you hear me? I haven't got much time. They're coming. And this hell dimension is sliding into the pit. I don't know if I'm going to survive. Thank you for that, you know. But I have to warn you – I can only send you one warning, and this is going to sound strange, but listen to me. Tables don't do that. Remember. Tables don't do that. I gotta go. I miss you. Well... more than that. I love you.

RANI: I'm not a child.

MRS FLOOD: Well... you're my child, in a manner of speaking. It could be said that you sprang from my loins.

RANI: That's the most disgusting thing I've ever heard.

MRS FLOOD: You work so hard, and you're doing a very, very good job. Would I lie? (pauses) Oh, yes, I would.

SUSAN: I've got digestives, Bourbons, and nice vanilla wafers. Just give us a shout if you need anything.

KATE: I don't think anyone will be shouting, thank you very much.

JOHN: One more day till May the 24th. Any plans?

MEL: Oh, you know, I'm single, no parents, no children, so I will sit in silent contemplation and be jolly glad!

MRS FLOOD: Do this, do that

(Mrs Flood is preparing a sandwich)

MRS FLOOD: Yes ma'am. No ma'am. Can I cut your toenails ma'am?

(She roughly slices the sandwich in half)

MRS FLOOD: Snip bloody snip.