“One day, I shall come back — yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties. Just go forward in all your beliefs, and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine. Goodbye, Susan, goodbye, my dear.”

SARAH JANE: Doctor, you're being childish.

DOCTOR: Well of course I am. There's no point in being grown up if you can't be childish sometimes.

“Human progress isn't measured by industry, it's measured by the value you place on a life. An unimportant life. A life without privilege. The boy who died on the river, that boy's value is your value. That's what defines an age. That's what defines a species.”

“Some people live more in 20 years than others do in 80. It’s not the time that matters, it’s the person.”

“Nothing’s sad until it’s over, and then everything is.”

“Courage isn’t just a matter of not being frightened, you know. It’s being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway.”

“Never be cruel. Never be cowardly. Hate is always foolish. Love is always wise. Always try to be nice, but never fail to be kind.”

“A straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, but it is by no means the most interesting.”

“Who I am is where I stand. Where I stand is where I fall.”

“The very powerful and the very stupid have one thing in common. They don’t alter their views to fit the facts, they alter the facts to fit their views. Which can be uncomfortable if you happen to be one of the facts that needs altering.”

“I love humans. Always seeing patterns in things that aren’t there.”

“Do you know what thinking is? It’s just a fancy word for changing your mind.”

“Of course we should interfere. Always do what you’re best at, that’s what I say.”

“You wanted advice you said. I never give it, never. But I might just say this to you. Always search for truth. My truth is in the stars and yours is here.”

“I’m old enough to know that a longer life isn’t always a better one. In the end, you just get tired; tired of the struggle, tired of losing everyone that matters to you, tired of watching everything you love turn to dust. If you live long enough, Lazarus, the only certainty left is that you’ll end up alone.”

“You know how it is; you put things off for a day and next thing you know, it’s a hundred years later.”

“I don’t make threats, but I do keep promises.”

“I hate computers and refuse to be bullied by them!”

“Sometimes my brilliance astonishes even me.”

KIMUS: You don't think that's wrong, do you?

DOCTOR: Wrong? It's an economic miracle. Of course it's wrong.

SETH: If we don't pay tribute, the Nimon will destroy us.

ROMANA: Sounds like an insecure personality to me.

SETH: He lives in the power complex.

ROMANA: That fits.

“Let me tell you, sir, that I'm in full possession of all my faculties. After all, if I was suffering from amnesia, I'd be the first to know about it, wouldn't I?”

“I tolerate this century, but I don't enjoy it. Have you ever thought what it's like to be wanderers in the fourth dimension? Have you? To be exiles? Susan and I are cut off from our own planet, without friends or protection. But one day we shall get back. Yes, one day. One day.”

“There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, where the sea's asleep, and the rivers dream. People made of smoke, and cities made of song. Somewhere there's danger, somewhere there's injustice, and somewhere else the tea's getting cold. Come on, Ace, we've got work to do!”

COLBY: There's a corpse by the wood.

FENDELMAN: What sort of corpse?

COLBY: A dead one. What other sort is there?

“You know, I am so constantly outwitting the opposition, I tend to forget the delights and satisfaction of the arts, the gentle art of fisticuffs.”

“Two hearts. One happy, one sad.”

RIGG: Yes, but who do you work for?

DOCTOR: Work for? I don't work for anybody. I'm just having fun.

TEKA: They say he's the only scientist left on Skonnos.

ROMANA: Really? Why is that?

SETH: The great Civil War. Only the army survived.

ROMANA: That sounds like a well-organised war.

“I say, what a wonderful butler. He's so violent.”

“You know, you're a classic example of the inverse ratio between the size of the mouth and the size of the brain.”

DAVROS: The Daleks shall become Lords of Time! We shall become all-

DOCTOR: - Powerful. Crush the lesser races. Conquer the galaxy. Unimaginable power. Unlimited rice pudding, et cetera, et cetera.

“Would you mind not standing on my chest? My hat's on fire.”

KOVARIAN: The anger of a good man is not a problem. Good men have too many rules.

DOCTOR: Good men don't need rules. Today is not the day to find out why I have so many.

“Fear makes companions of all of us.”

FIRST DOCTOR: There is good and there is evil. I left Gallifrey to answer a question of my own. By any analysis, evil should always win. Good is not a practical survival strategy - it requires loyalty, self-sacrifice and love. And so, why does good prevail? What keeps the balance between good and evil in this appalling universe? Is there some kind of logic? Some mysterious force?

BILL: Perhaps it's just... a bloke.

FIRST DOCTOR: A... bloke?

BILL: Yeah! Perhaps it's just some bloke, wandering around, putting everything right when it goes wrong.

FIRST DOCTOR: Well, that would be a nice story, wouldn't it?

BILL: That would be the best.

“The Doctor? No, I don't think so! No, dear me, no! You may be a Doctor, but I am the Doctor. The original, you might say!”

DOCTOR: He asked you a question. Will you help me?

CLARA: You shouldn't have been listening.

DOCTOR: I wasn't. I didn't need to. That was me talking. You can't see me, can you? You look at me, and you can't see me. Have you any idea what that's like? I'm not on the phone, I'm right here, standing in front of you. Please, just, just see me.

“As you come into this world, something else is also born. You begin your life, and it begins a journey towards you. It moves slowly, but it never stops. Wherever you go, whatever path you take, it will follow. Never faster, never slower, always coming. You will run. It will walk. You will rest. It will not. One day, you will linger in the same place too long. You will sit too still or sleep too deep, and when, too late, you rise to go, you will notice a second shadow next to yours. Your life will then be over.”

“Winning? Is that what you think it's about? I'm not trying to win. I'm not doing this because I want to beat someone, or because I hate someone, or because, because I want to blame someone. It's not because it's fun and God knows it's not because it's easy. It's not even because it works, because it hardly ever does. I do what I do, because it's right! Because it's decent! And above all, it's kind. It's just that. Just kind. If I run away today, good people will die. If I stand and fight, some of them might live. Maybe not many, maybe not for long. Hey, you know, maybe there's no point in any of this at all, but it's the best I can do, so I'm going to do it. And I will stand here doing it till it kills me. You're going to die too, some day. How will that be? Have you thought about it? What would you die for? Who I am is where I stand. Where I stand, is where I fall. Stand with me. These people are terrified. Maybe we can help, a little. Why not, just at the end, just be kind?”

“We all change, when you think about it. We're all different people all through our lives. And that's okay, that's good, you've got to keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be. I will not forget one line of this. Not one day. I swear. I will always remember when the Doctor was me.”

BILL: So, the Time Lords, bit flexible on the whole man-woman thing, then, yeah?

DOCTOR: We're the most civilised civilisation in the universe. We're billions of years beyond your petty human obsession with gender and its associated stereotypes.

BILL: But you still call yourselves Time Lords?

DOCTOR: Yeah. Shut up.

MISSY: Exciting, isn't it? Watching the Cybermen getting started.

DOCTOR: They always get started. They happen everywhere there's people. Mondas, Telos, Earth, Planet 14, Marinus. Like sewage and smartphones and Donald Trump, some things are just inevitable.

MASTER: Is the future going to be all girl?

DOCTOR: We can only hope.

“Without hope. Without witness. Without reward.”

“Everybody lives, Rose. Just this once, everybody lives!”

“If you could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds and watch them wheel in another sky, would that satisfy you?”

“A flower. One of those little weeds. Just like a daisy, it was. Well, I looked at it for a moment and suddenly I saw it through his eyes. It was simply glowing with life, like a perfectly cut jewel. And the colours? Well, the colours were deeper and richer than you could possibly imagine. Yes, that was the daisiest daisy I'd ever seen.”

QUELL: So, what are you a doctor of?

DOCTOR: Now, there's a question that's never asked often enough. Let's say intestinal parasites.

“There's a body and there's a mummy. I mean, can you not just get on a train? Did a wizard put a curse on you about mini-breaks?”

PERKINS: You know, Doctor, I can't tell if you're a genius or just incredibly arrogant.

DOCTOR: Well, ah, on a good day, I'm both.

“I'm so pleased to finally see you. I'm the Doctor and I will be your victim this evening. Are you my mummy?”

“Sometimes the only choices you have are bad ones. But you still have to choose.”

CLARA: I know it's scary and difficult, but do you love being the man making the impossible choice?

DOCTOR: Why would I?

CLARA: Because it's what you do, all day, every day.

DOCTOR: It's my life.

CLARA: Doesn't have to be. Is it like-

DOCTOR: Like what?

CLARA: An addiction?

DOCTOR: You can't really tell if something's an addiction till you try and give it up.

CLARA: And you never have.

DOCTOR: Let me know how it goes.

“You lot, you spend all your time thinking about dying, like you're going to get killed by eggs or beef or global warming or asteroids. But you never take time to imagine the impossible, that maybe you survive. This is the year five point five slash apple slash twenty six. Five billion years in your future, and this is the day- hold on - this is the day the Sun expands. Welcome to the end of the world.”

ROSE: They all speak English.

DOCTOR: No, you just hear English. It's a gift of the TARDIS. The telepathic field, gets inside your brain and translates.

ROSE: It's inside my brain?

DOCTOR: Well, in a good way.

ROSE: Your machine gets inside my head. It gets inside and it changes my mind, and you didn't even ask?

DOCTOR: I didn't think about it like that.

ROSE: That was five billion years ago. So, she's dead now. Five billion years later, my mum's dead.

DOCTOR: Bundle of laughs, you are.

DOCTOR: I walked away from the last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords.

I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained.

No time. No space. Just me.

I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a mad man.

I've watched universes freeze and creations burn. I've seen things you wouldn't believe. I have lost things you will never understand.

And I know things. Secrets that must never be told. Knowledge that must never be spoken. Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze.

So come on, then. Take it! Take it all, baby! Have it! You have it all!

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: It's a timey-wimey thing.

WAR DOCTOR: Timey what? Timey-wimey?

TENTH DOCTOR: I've no idea where he picks that stuff up.

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: Okay. Gentlemen, we're ready. Geronimo!

TENTH DOCTOR: Allons-y!

WAR DOCTOR: Oh, for God's sake. Gallifrey stands!

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: I could be a curator. I'd be great at curating. I'd be the Great Curator. I could retire and do that. I could retire and be the curator of this place.

CURATOR: You know, I really think you might.

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: I never forget a face.

CURATOR: I know you don't. And in years to come, you might find yourself revisiting a few. But just the old favourites, eh?

CURATOR: Oh, it's entirely up to you. Your choice, eh? I can only tell you what I would do if I were you. Oh, if I were you. Oh, perhaps I was you, of course. Or perhaps you are me. Congratulations.

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: Thank you very much.

CURATOR: Or perhaps it doesn't matter either way. Who knows, eh? Who knows?

“If you think because she is dead I am weak, then you understand very little. If you were any part of killing her, and you're not afraid, then you understand nothing at all. So, for your own sake, understand this. I am the Doctor. I'm coming to find you, and I will never, ever stop.”

“They're not your rescuers. They're your replacements. The end point of capitalism. A bottom line where human life has no value at all. We're fighting an algorithm, a spreadsheet. Like every worker, everywhere, we're fighting the suits.”

“It's funny, cos I wonder where the TARDIS goes at random. Maybe it lands on some outcrop by the sea. And there's a tribe and they worship it for 100 years. Then they grow up and try to burn it. Then they get wise. They preserve it. Then they build a city all around it, till the TARDIS is just a tiny little dot, surrounded by skyscrapers and monorails. Time passes and the city falls. It all gets swept away. And there's the TARDIS… still on its outcrop… by the sea. She's the only thing I've got left.”

RIVER: You don't look much like your pictures.

DOCTOR: Well, that's an ongoing problem for me.

RIVER: How do you know me?

DOCTOR: Well, it's a tiny bit complicated. People usually need a flowchart.

DOCTOR: It's my back.

RIVER: Your back?

DOCTOR: Yeah, my back's playing up. It simply refuses to carry the weight of an entirely pointless stratum of society who contribute nothing of worth to the world and crush the hopes and dreams of working people.

DOCTOR: My entire understanding of physical space has been transformed! Three-dimensional Euclidean geometry has been torn up, thrown in the air and snogged to death! My grasp of the universal constants of physical reality has been changed forever!

DOCTOR: Sorry. I've always wanted to see that done properly.

RIVER: Does sarcasm help?

DOCTOR: Wouldn't it be a great universe if it did?

RIVER: The man who gave me this was the sort of man who'd know exactly how long a diary you were going to need.

DOCTOR: He sounds awful.

RIVER: I suppose he is. I've never really thought about it.

“When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back. And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!”

DOCTOR: You look, er, amazing.

RIVER: Doctor, you have no idea whether I look amazing or not.

DOCTOR: Well, you've moved your hair about, haven't you?

RIVER: Well done. It's very sweet of you to try.

DOCTOR: Times end, River, because they have to. Because there's no such thing as happy ever after. It's just a lie we tell ourselves because the truth is so hard.

RIVER: No, Doctor, you're wrong. Happy ever after doesn't mean forever. It just means time. A little time. But that's not the sort of thing you could ever understand, is it?

RIVER: So, assuming tonight is all we have left.

DOCTOR: I didn't say that.

RIVER: How long is a night on Darillium?

DOCTOR: Twenty four years.

RIVER: I hate you.

DOCTOR: No, you don't.

“I wish I could tell you that you'll be loved, that you'll be safe and cared for and protected. But this isn't a time for lies. What you are going to be, Melody is very, very brave. But not as brave as they'll have to be. Because there's someone coming. I don't know where he is, or what he's doing, but trust me, he's on his way. There's a man who's never going to let us down, and not even an army can get in the way. He's the last of his kind. He looks young, but he's lived for hundreds and hundreds of years. And wherever they take you, Melody, however scared you are, I promise you, you will never be alone. Because this man is your father. He has a name, but the people of our world know him better... as the Last Centurion.”

RORY: I have a message and a question. A message from the Doctor and a question from me. Where is my wife? Oh, don't give me those blank looks. The Twelfth Cyber Legion monitors this entire quadrant. You hear everything. So you tell me what I need to know. You tell me now, and I'll be on my way.

CYBERLEADER: What is the Doctor's message?

(Outside, all the other ships in the Legion explode.)

RORY: Would you like me to repeat the question?

THIN ONE: Hello. I'm the Thin One. This is my husband. He's the Fat One.

LORNA: Don't you have names?

FAT ONE: We're the thin fat gay married Anglican marines. Why would we need names as well?

VASTRA: Send a telegram to Inspector Abberline of the yard. Jack the Ripper has claimed his last victim.

JENNY: How did you find him?

VASTRA: Stringy, but tasty all the same. I shan't be needing dinner.

STRAX: Of course you will, my boy. You'll be up and around in no time. And perhaps one day, you and I shall meet on the field of battle, and I will destroy you for the glory of the Sontaran Empire.

ARTHUR: Thanks, Nurse.

RIVER: This is the Battle of Demon's Run. The Doctor's darkest hour. He'll rise higher than ever before and then fall so much further, and I can't be with him till the very end.

RORY: Why not?

RIVER: Because this is it. This is the day he finds out who I am.

KOVARIAN: We've been waiting a month. He's done nothing.

DORIUM: Do you really think so? There are people all over this galaxy that owe that man a debt. By now, a few of them will have found a blue box waiting for them on their doorstep, poor devils.

MANTON: You think he's raising an army?

DORIUM: You think he isn't? If that man is finally collecting on his debts, God help you, and God help his debtors.

DORIUM: The asteroid, where you've made your base. Do you know why they call it Demon's Run?

KOVARIAN: It's just some old saying.

DORIUM: A very old saying. The oldest. Demons run when a good man goes to war.

“No. No, no, please. Not me. You don't need me. Why would you need me? I'm old, I'm fat, I'm blue! You can't need me!”

STRAX: Colonel Manton, you will give the order for your men to withdraw.

DOCTOR: No. Colonel Manton, I want you to tell your men to run away.

MANTON: You what?

DOCTOR: Those words. Run away. I want you to be famous for those exact words. I want people to call you Colonel Run Away. I want children laughing outside your door, because they've found the house of Colonel Run Away. And, when people come to you, and ask if trying to get to me through the people I love is in any way a good idea, I want you to tell them your name. Oh, look, I'm angry. That's new. I'm really not sure what's going to happen now.

RORY: She's fine. Amy, she's fine. I checked. She's beautiful. Oh God, I was going to be cool. I wanted to be cool. Look at me.

AMY: You're okay. Crying Roman with a baby. Definitely cool. Come here, you.

“Oh, my God. It's the Doctor's first stars.”

KOVARIAN: The child, then. What do you think?

DOCTOR: What is she?

KOVARIAN: Hope. Hope in this endless, bitter war.

DOCTOR: What war? Against who?

KOVARIAN: Against you, Doctor.

“Demons run when a good man goes to war. Night will fall and drown the sun, when a good man goes to war. Friendship dies and true love lies, night will fall and the dark will rise, when a good man goes to war. Demons run but count the cost. The battle's won, but the child is lost.”

“This was exactly you. All this. All of it. You make them so afraid. When you began, all those years ago, sailing off to see the universe, did you ever think you'd become this? The man who can turn an army around at the mention of his name. Doctor. The word for healer and wise man throughout the universe. We get that word from you, you know. But if you carry on the way you are, what might that word come to mean? To the people of the Gamma Forests, the word Doctor means mighty warrior. How far you've come. And now they've taken a child, the child of your best friends, and they're going to turn her into a weapon just to bring you down. And all this, my love, in fear of you.”

RIVER: It's your daughter's name in the language of the Forest.

AMY: I know my daughter's name.

RIVER: Except they don't have a word for Pond, because the only water in the forest is the River. The Doctor will find your daughter, and he will care for her whatever it takes. And I know that. It's me. I'm Melody. I'm your daughter.

“On the Fields of Trenzalore, at the fall of the Eleventh, when no living creature can speak falsely, or fail to answer, a question will be asked. A question that must never, ever be answered.”

DOCTOR: Been knocking about. A bit of a farewell tour. Things to do, people to see. There's always more. I could invent a new colour, save the Dodo, join the Beatles. I have got a time machine, Dorium. It's all still going on. For me, it never stops. Liz the First is still waiting in a glade to elope with me. I could help Rose Tyler with her homework. I could go on all of Jack's stag parties in one night.

DORIUM: Time catches up with us all, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Well, it has never laid a glove on me!

“Amy and Rory. The last Centurion and the girl who waited. However dark it got, I'd turn around, and there they'd be. If it's time to go, remember what you're leaving. Remember the best. My friends have always been the best of me.”

“Those reports of the sun spots and the solar flares. They're wrong. There aren't any. It's not the sun, it's you. The sky is full of a million, million voices saying yes, of course we'll help. You've touched so many lives, saved so many people. Did you think when your time came, you'd really have to do more than just ask? You've decided that the universe is better off without you, but the universe doesn't agree.”

RIVER: I can't let you die without knowing you are loved by so many, and so much, and by no one more than me.

DOCTOR: River, you and I, we know what this means. We are ground zero of an explosion that will engulf all reality. Billions on billions will suffer and die.

RIVER: I'll suffer if I have to kill you.

DOCTOR: More than every living thing in the universe?

RIVER: Yes.

RORY: Are you sure, River? Are you really, properly sure?

RIVER: Of course I'm sure. I'm his wife.

AMY: Yes! And I'm his --- mother in law.

RIVER: Father dear, I think Mummy might need another drink.

“But you can't rewrite history! Not one line!”

HANDLES: Attention. Emergency. Attention.

DOCTOR: Handles, what is it? What's wrong?

HANDLES: Urgent action required. You must patch the telephone device back through the console unit.

DOCTOR: Oh, look, Bill, it's Nardole. What a lovely surprise. I thought I sent you to Birmingham for a packet of crisps. 


NARDOLE: Yeah, I saw through your cunning ruse. 


DOCTOR: Yes, well, if you will go thinking for yourself. What do you want? 


NARDOLE: I was given strict instructions to keep you at the university. 


DOCTOR: Who by?


NARDOLE: You.


DOCTOR: Well, you're not doing a very good job, are you? I'll overlook it this once. 


NARDOLE: Do you know what this is? 


DOCTOR: If it's not crisps, you're sacked.

CLARA: No. Why would you even do that? I was dead! I was dead and gone. Why? Why would you even do that to yourself?

DOCTOR: I had a duty of care.

“How many people in the universe get to meet the Doctor, let alone travel with her? We're the lucky ones, Yaz. Enjoy the journey while you're on it. Cos the joy... is worth the pain.”

“Immortality isn't living forever. That's not what it feels like. Immortality is everybody else dying. She might meet someone she can't bear to lose. That happens, I believe.”

DOCTOR: I'm so sick of losing.

CLARA: You didn't lose. You saved the town.

DOCTOR: I don't mean the war. I'll lose any war you like. I'm sick of losing people.

“Grinding oppression of the masses is the only policy that pays dividends.”

SUSAN: Well, how will I know?

AUTLOC: Know what?

SUSAN: Well, that he’s to be my future husband.

AUTLOC: You’ll be told.

SUSAN: Told? I’m not going to be told who to marry.

AUTLOC: What say have you in the matter?

SUSAN: It’s my life, I’ll spend it with whom I choose, not someone picked out for me.

VICKI: Doctor? He says the TARDIS isn't a time machine.

DOCTOR: Oh, does he now?

VICKI: Tell him.

DOCTOR: I don't see why I should, my child. He'll learn soon enough.

STEVEN: Look, Doctor, I've seen some spaceships in my time, admittedly nothing like this. Well, what does this do?

DOCTOR: That is the dematerialising control and that, over yonder, is the horizontal hold. Up there is the scanner, those are the doors, that is a chair with a panda on it. Sheer poetry, dear boy. Now please stop bothering me.

DOCTOR: That's calmed her down a bit. She's very temperamental when she's roused, isn't she.

JO: You know, I never know whether you're joking or not, I, Ow. Oh, I think I've bruised my tailbone.

DOCTOR: Sorry about your coccyx, Jo, but these little things are sent to try us.

JO: My what?

DOCTOR: Coccyx. Your tailbone.

MASTER [on scanner]: I'm sorry about your coccyx too, Miss Grant. How very sociable of you both to drop in.

K-MASTER: You will obey me.

PERI: No.

K-MASTER: I am the Master!

PERI: So what? I'm Perpugilliam Brown and I can shout just as loud as you can.

KRAIL: You must come and live with us.

POLLY: But we cannot live with you. You're, you're different. You've got no feelings.

KRAIL: Feelings? I do not understand that word.

DOCTOR: Emotions. Love, pride, hate, fear. Have you no emotions, sir?

KRAIL: Come to Mondas and you will have no need of emotions. You will become like us.

POLLY: Like you?

KRAIL: We have freedom from disease, protection against heat and cold, true mastery. Do you prefer to die in misery?

TURLOUGH: Tegan, no!

(The Doctor floats to the surface, face down.)

TEGAN: Doctor!

TURLOUGH: There's nothing we can do.

TEGAN: We can't just leave him.

TURLOUGH: Face it, Tegan. He's drowned.

(The Doctor sinks below the surface again.)

DOCTOR: By the time I've called look out, what's your name?

ROMANA: Romanadvoratnelundar.

DOCTOR: By the time I've called that out, you could be dead. I'll call you Romana.

ROMANA: I don't like Romana.

DOCTOR: It's either Romana or Fred.

ROMANA: All right, call me Fred.

DOCTOR: Good. Come on, Romana.

ROMANA: K9, what is tennis?

K9: Real, lawn or table, mistress?

ROMANA: Never mind. Forget it.

K9: Forget. Erase memory banks concerning tennis. Memory erased.

GREGSON: Well, it's just laid an egg.

VASTRA: It's dropped a blue box marked Police out of its mouth. Your grasp of biology, it troubles me.

CLARA: If Vastra changed, if she was different, if she wasn't the person that you liked?

Jenny: I don't like her, ma'am. I love her. And as to different? Well, she's a lizard.

CLARA: So, you must have thought I was dead for a while?

DOCTOR: Yeah.

CLARA: How was that?

DOCTOR: Longest month of my life.

CLARA: It could only have been five minutes.

DOCTOR: I'll be the judge of time.

CLARA: I don't think I could ever forget you.

DOCTOR: Clara, I don't think you're ever going to have to.

CLARA: There has to be something I can do.

DOCTOR: Smile for me. Go on, Clara Oswald, one last time.

CLARA: How could I smile?

DOCTOR: It's okay. Don't you worry. I'll remember it.

“We had a pact, me and him. Every star in the universe, we were going to see them all. But he was too busy burning them. I don't think she ever saw anything.”

DOCTOR: You're gonna have to trust me on this, Yaz. When have I ever let you down before?

DOCTOR: I won't disappear again.

YASMIN: Yeah, you will. One day, you will.

BONNIE: It's not fair.

DOCTOR: Oh, it's not fair! Oh, I didn't realise that it was not fair! You know what? My TARDIS doesn't work properly and I don't have my own personal tailor.

BONNIE: The things don't equate.

DOCTOR: These things have happened, Zygella, they are facts. You just want cruelty to beget cruelty. You're not superior to people who were cruel to you, you're just a whole bunch of new cruel people. A whole bunch of new cruel people being cruel to some other people, who'll end up being cruel to you. The only way anyone can live in peace is if they're prepared to forgive. Why don't you break the cycle?

BONNIE: Why should we?

DOCTOR: What is it that you actually want?

BONNIE: War.

DOCTOR: Ah, ah right! And when this war is over, when you have a homeland free from humans, what do you think it's going to be like? Do you know? Have you thought about it? Have you given it any consideration? Because you're very close to getting what you want. What's it going to be like? Paint me a picture. Are you going to live in houses? Do you want people to go to work? Will there be holidays? Oh! Will there be music? Do you think people will be allowed to play violins? Who's going to make the violins? Well? Oh, you don't actually know, do you? Because, like every other tantrumming child in history, Bonnie, you don't actually know what you want. So, let me ask you a question about this brave new world of yours. When you've killed all the bad guys, and when it's all perfect and just and fair, when you have finally got it exactly the way you want it, what are you going to do with the people like you? The troublemakers. How are you going to protect your glorious revolution from the next one?

BONNIE: We'll win.

DOCTOR: Oh, will you? Well, maybe... maybe you will win! But nobody wins for long. The wheel just keeps turning. So, come on. Break the cycle.

BONNIE: Why are you still talking?

Because I want to get you to see, and I'm almost there!

BONNIE: You know what I see, Doctor? A box. A box with everything I need. A 50% chance.

KATE: For us, too.

DOCTOR: And we're off! Fingers on buzzers! Are you feeling lucky? Are you ready to play the game? Who's going to be quickest? Who's going to be the luckiest?

KATE: This is not a game!

DOCTOR: No, it's not a game, sweetheart, and I mean that most sincerely.

BONNIE: Why are you doing this?

KATE: Yes, I'd quite like to know that, too. You set this up -- why?

DOCTOR: Because it's not a game, Kate. This is a scale model of war. Every war ever fought, right there in front of you. Because it's always the same. When you fire that first shot, no matter how right you feel, you have no idea who's going to die! You don't know whose children are going to scream and burn! How many hearts will be broken! How many lives shattered! How much blood will spill until everybody does what they were always going to have to do from the very beginning -- sit down and talk! Listen to me. Listen, I just... I just want you to think. Do you know what thinking is? It's a fancy word for changing your mind.

BONNIE: I will not change my mind.

DOCTOR: Then you will die stupid. Alternatively, you could step away from that box, you can walk right out of that door and you could stand your revolution down.

BONNIE: No! I'm not stopping this, Doctor. I started it. I will not stop it. You think they'll let me go, after what I've done?

DOCTOR: You're all the same, you screaming kids. You know that? "Look at me, I'm unforgivable." Well, here's the unforeseeable. I forgive you... after all you've done. I forgive you.

BONNIE: You don't understand. You will never understand.

DOCTOR: I don't understand? Are you kidding? Me? Of course I understand. You mean, you call this a war? This funny little thing? This is not a war! I fought in a bigger war than you will ever know. I did worse things than you could ever imagine. And when I close my eyes... I hear more screams than anyone could ever be able to count! And do you know what you do with all that pain? Shall I tell you where you put it? You hold it tight... till it burns your hand, and you say this... No one else will ever have to live like this! No one else will have to feel this pain! Not on my watch!

BARBARA: What's that awful noise?

DOCTOR: I beg your pardon? awful noise? That's no way to talk about my singing!

BARBARA: No, Doctor, not that awful noise, the other one. Listen to it!

MISSY: I am your friend.

DOCTOR: Makes no difference.

MISSY: I know it doesn't. I know I'm going to die. I have to say it, the truth. Without hope. Without witness. Without reward. I am your friend.

DOCTOR: Yes, it all started out as a mild curiosity in a junkyard, and now it's turned out to be quite a, quite a great spirit of adventure, don't you think?

IAN: Yes. We've had some pretty rough times and even that doesn't stop us. It's a wonderful thing, this ship of yours, Doctor. Taken us back to prehistoric times, the Daleks.

SUSAN: Marco Polo, Marinus.

BARBARA: And the Aztecs.

“There's this emperor and he asks this shepherd's boy, how many seconds in eternity? And the shepherd's boy says there's this mountain of pure diamond. It takes an hour to climb it, and an hour to go around it! Every hundred years, a little bird comes and sharpens its beak on the diamond mountain. And when the entire mountain is chiselled away, the first second of eternity will have passed! You must think that's a hell of a long time. Personally, I think that's a hell of a bird.”

DOCTOR: It's as if his bones have disintegrated.

NARDOLE: Ooo. What could do that?

DOCTOR: A complete and total absence of any kind of sunlight.

NARDOLE: Death by Scotland.

DOCTOR: Even if that was the truth, the fact that you're suggesting it shows there's been no change, no hope, no point. We don't sacrifice people. It's wrong, because it's easy.

MISSY: You know, back in the day, I'd burn an entire city to the ground just to see the pretty shapes the smoke made. I'm sorry your plus one doesn't get a happy ending, but, like it or not, I just saved this world because I want to change.

MISSY [OC]: Your version of good is not absolute. It's vain, arrogant and sentimental. If you're waiting for me to become all that, I'm going to be here for a long time yet.

BILL: Maybe someone's been messing around with time. Like in The Terminator.

DOCTOR: The Terminator?

BILL: It's a movie. You haven't seen it?

DOCTOR: I'm a very busy man.

(He is scanning ahead with the sonic screwdriver.)

BILL: You'd like it. It's got killer robots.

DOCTOR: Ooo, I'll put it on me list.

“London...what a dump.”

BILL: You said. I remember, you said you could fix this. That you could get me back. Did you say that?

DOCTOR: I did say that, yes.

BILL: Were you lying?

DOCTOR: No.

BILL: Were you right?

DOCTOR: No.

PERKINS: Perkins. Chief Engineer.

DOCTOR: The Doctor. Nosey Parker.

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: Hey, look. The round things.

TENTH DOCTOR: I love the round things.

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: What are the round things?

TENTH DOCTOR: No idea.

IAN: Oh, Doctor? Your coat, please.

DOCTOR: My dear boy, we're trying to beat the Daleks, not start a jumble sale.

DOCTOR: Even after all this time he cannot understand. I dare not change the course of history. Well, at least I taught him to take some precautions. He did remember to look at the scanner before he opened the doors. Now they're all gone. All gone. None of them could understand. Not even my little Susan, or Vicki. And as for Barbara and Chatterton. Chesterton. They were all too impatient to get back to their own time. And now, Steven. Perhaps I should go home, back to my own planet. But I can't. I can't.

“You'll find that it's a very small universe when I'm angry with you.”

“ (direct to camera) Incidentally, a Happy Christmas to all of you at home!”

“Come along, put me through, will you? Come along, drop this hairdryer, or whatever it is.”

(On the Visualiser, Ian and Barbara burst into laughter)

VICKI: Doctor, they made it! They made it!

DOCTOR: I shall miss them. Yes, I shall miss them, silly old fusspots. Come along, my dear, it's time we were off.

DOCTOR: Now listen to me, young man. Sit down. Now, there are two things you can do. One, sit there until you get your breath back, and two, don't call me Doc! Now do I make myself clear?

STEVEN: Yes, yes, whatever you say, Doc-tor!

DOCTOR: What do you think of that now, eh? A Viking helmet.

STEVEN: Oh, maybe.

DOCTOR: What do you mean, maybe? What do you think it is, a space helmet for a cow?

BILL: Doctor, you okay?

DOCTOR: Bill, I've got no TARDIS, no sonic, about ten minutes of oxygen left, and now I'm blind. Can you imagine how unbearable I'm going to be when I pull this off?

“That the nature of man, even in this day and age, hasn't altered at all. You still fear the unknown, like everyone else before you.”

LEELA: These taxes, they are like sacrifices to tribal gods?

DOCTOR: Well, roughly speaking, but paying tax is more painful.

DOCTOR: (inside the Dalek.) I fooled them all! I am the master!

[Museum]

(The Doctor comes out of the Dalek room still chuckling, and is promptly captured by two Morok guards)

(The TARDIS materialises in the middle of a runway. Jamie and the Doctor come out.)

JAMIE: It's a flying beastie!

(Blade switches on a monitor which tracks down the full passenger section.)

BLADE: You wanted to know what was the secret of Chameleon Tours. Well, Inspector, see for yourself.

(Blade turns dials, there's a loud whining sound, then suddenly all the passenger seats are empty.)

“Victoria, I think this is one of those instances where discretion is the better part of valour. Jamie has an idea. Come along.”

DOCTOR: We all make mistakes sometimes, don't we, K9?

K9: Negative.

TURLOUGH: If ever you had to kill someone, could you do it? Could you?

TEGAN: No. I don't know. If it was important, to save my friend, to defend myself.

TURLOUGH: But cold-bloodedly?

TEGAN: You're weird, Turlough.

ROMANA: Which way?

DOCTOR: Let’s go east.

ROMANA: How do you know which way is east?

DOCTOR: Well, I don’t. We'll go that way and call it east.

ROMANA: Why not call it north?

DOCTOR: All right, we'll call it north.

ROMANA: Northeast?

FIRST DOCTOR: Ah, there you are. I seem to be stuck up here. Hmm? Hmm? Oh, so you're my replacements. Huh. A dandy and a clown. Have you done anything?

SECOND DOCTOR: Well, we've, er, assessed the situation.

FIRST DOCTOR: Just as I thought. Nothing.

THIRD DOCTOR: Well it's not easy, you know.

SARAH: Don't forget me.

DOCTOR: Oh, Sarah. Don't you forget me.

SARAH: Bye, Doctor. You know, travel does broaden the mind.

DOCTOR: Yes. Till we meet again, Sarah.

(Sarah leaves.)

HILDRED: There are no Type Forties in service. They're out of commission, obsolete.

DOCTOR: Obsolete? Twaddle. Take no notice, my dear old thing.

HUTCHINSON: Stop it? Are you mad? You speak treason.

(Hutchinson levels a pistol at the Doctor.)

DOCTOR: Fluently! Stop the games.

JANO: I do not understand you, Doctor. You, who have accepted our honors gladly. How can you condemn this great, artistic and scientific civilization because of a few wretched barbarians?

DOCTOR: So your rewards are only for the people that agree with you?

JANO: No, no of course not, but if you are going to oppose us-

DOCTOR: Oppose you! Indeed I am going to oppose you! Just in the same way that I oppose the daleks or any other menace to common humanity!

JANO: I'm sorry you take this attitude, Doctor. It is most unscientific. You are standing in the way of human progress

DOCTOR: Human progress, Sir. How dare you call your treatment of these people progress!

JANO: They are hardly people, Doctor. They are not like us.

DOCTOR: I fail to see the difference.

JANO: Do you not realise that all progress is based on exploitation?

DOCTOR: Exploitation indeed! This, Sir, is protracted murder!

JANO: We have achieved a great deal merely by the sacrifice of a few savages!

DOCTOR: The sacrifice of even one soul is far too great!