ROMANA III: That’s the thing about time travel. The first Romana will always be out there somewhere, somewhen. Travelling with The Doctor. Having the time of their lives.

DOCTOR (DISGUISED AS A DALEK): He who smelt it, dealt it.

DALEK SUPREME: This is illogical. Daleks cannot smell!

HELEN: The last time I saw Albie was in Soho in 1963. It always was, and always will be. He threw snowballs, he played songs, and showed me who he truly was. We talked, not for long, but perhaps enough. He knew I loved him, and had never forgotten. And in time, things both changed, and stayed the same. Albie was still gone from my life, just like he'd always been. But now I understood. When I think of Albie now, I'm not sad. I know he's with Bailley and he's brave, and strong. And that's better. So much better than what I had before. Albie's angels, that's how I think of them now. Because although they took him from me, they gave him back to me too.

DOCTOR: You have to be invited into my TARDIS, Conrad. To be special. But you? You're special, for all the wrong reasons. You see, I am fighting a battle on behalf of everyday people... who just want to get through their day, and feel safe, and warm, and fed. And then along comes this... Noise. All day long, this relentless noise. Cowards like you, weaponising lies, taking people's insecurities and fear, and making it currency. You are exhausting. You stamp on the truth, choke our bandwidth, and shred our patience. Because the only strategy you have is to wear us down. But the thing is, Conrad, I have energy to burn and all the time in the universe.