BARBARA: Are you saying you don't know how to work this thing?

DOCTOR: Of course I can't! I'm not a miracle worker!

DOCTOR: We are at... The very beginning. The new start of a solar system. Outside, the atoms are rushing toward each other, fusing, coagulating, until minute little collections of matter are created. And so the process goes on. And on. Until dust is formed. Dust then becomes solid entity, a new birth of a sun! And it's planets!

(The Doctor laughs, gleefully)

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!

JAMIE: Have you thought up some clever plan, Doctor?

DOCTOR: Yes, Jamie, I believe I have.

JAMIE: What are you going to do?

DOCTOR: Bung a rock at it.

JAMIE: We're stuck here in this lift now!

DOCTOR: No, no it's the lift that's stuck, not us. Look.

(The Doctor points up at a maintenance hatch on the ceiling)

JAMIE: Hey, where does that lead to?

DOCTOR: Out into the lift shaft, I imagine. Quickly, on me back.

(The Doctor leans down)

JAMIE: You know something?

DOCTOR: Mmhmm?

JAMIE: You're a clever wee chappie.

DOCTOR: You know, I don't think these cows know anything about the time scanner

K9: coughs

DOCTOR: Do that again.

K9: coughs again

DOCTOR: Say "ah".

K9: scratchy "ah" sound

DOCTOR: Ah! Laryngitis! How can a robot catch laryngitis? I mean, what do you need it for?

CAPTAIN RIGG: Yes, and I'd like to know just who you are.

DOCTOR: Me? I told you, I'm from Galactic.

CAPTAIN RIGG: Galactic went out of business twenty years ago.

DOCTOR: I wondered why I hadn't been paid.

CAPTAIN RIGG: It's totally inexplicable!

DOCTOR: Nothing's inexplicable.

CAPTAIN RIGG: Then explain it!

DOCTOR: ... It's inexplicable.

OFFICER COSTA: Name and date of birth?

DOCTOR: Well how would I know? I don't even know who he is yet!

OFFICER COSTA: Your name and date of birth.

DOCTOR: Oh, well, I'm called the Doctor. Date of birth, difficult to remember. Sometime quite soon, I should think.

ROMANA: Look what you've done.

DOCTOR: What've I done?

ROMANA: You've got the century wrong, you've got the season wrong, and you've got K9's sea water defenses wrong.

DOCTOR: Well, I can't get everything right.

ROMANA: Just something would be a help.

DOCTOR: All haste and no speed makes Jill a dull girl.

TARDIS: Friendship is standing shoulder to shoulder in the face of life and death. Friendship is there when love's candle has burned and gutted. Friendship stays loyal when the enemy is at the gates. Friendship is never sacrificed, never surrendered. I was your friend.

DOCTOR: if you live long enough, Lazarus, the only certainty left is that you'll end up alone.

LAZARUS: That's a price worth paying.

DOCTOR: Is it?

DOCTOR: Fix this, fix it now.

ME: It-it's not possible. I can't.

DOCTOR: Yes it is, you can and you will, or this street will be over. I'll show you and all your funny little friends to the whole laughing world. I'll bring UNIT, I'll bring the Zygons, gimme a minute and I'll bring the daleks and the cybermen. You will save Clara and you will do it now or I will rain hell on you for the rest of time.

CLARA: Doctor, stop talking like that.

ME: You can't.

DOCTOR: I can do whatever the hell I like. You've read the stories, you know who I am! And in all of that time, did you ever hear anything about anyone who stopped me?

ME: I know the Doctor. The Doctor would ne-

DOCTOR: The Doctor is no longer here, you are stuck with me! And I will end you and everything you love.

CLARA: Do you hear me? I did this. This is my fault.

DOCTOR: I don't care!

CLARA: Liar. You always care. Always have. Your reign of terror will end with the sight of the first crying child and you know it.

DOCTOR: I don't.

CLARA: I do.

CLARA: No, listen, whatever happens next, wherever she is sending you, I know what you're capable of. You don't be a warrior. Promise me. Be a doctor.

DOCTOR: What's the point of being a doctor if I can't cure you?

CLARA: Heal yourself. You have to. You can't let this turn you into a monster so I'm not asking you for a promise. I'm giving you an order. You will not insult my memory. There will be no revenge. I will die and no one else here or anywhere will suffer.

DOCTOR: What about me?

CLARA: If there's something I could do about that, I would. Guess we're both just gonna have to be brave.

CLARA: Everything you're about to say, I already know.

CLARA: Let me be brave... Let me be brave...

DOCTOR: The hybrid is not half dalek, nothing is half dalek. The daleks would never allow that. The hybrid, destined to conquer Gallifrey and stand in its ruins... is me.

DOCTOR: Nobody remembers being born, and nobody remembers dying. Is that why we always stare into the eye sockets of a skull? Because we're asking "What was it like? Does it hurt? Are you still scared?"

DOCTOR: I didn't leave Gallifrey because I was bored! That was a lie, that has always been a lie!

(The Veil continues approaching)

DOCTOR: Not enough? You want more?

(The Veil continues approaching)

DOCTOR: I was scared! I ran because I was scared! Is that what you want me to say? Is that true enough for you?

DOCTOR: Physics of a triangle! You lose.

DOCTOR: When something goes missing, you can always recreate it by the hole it left. I know that there was an ice warrior on the submarine and a mummy on the Orient Express. I know we sat together in the cloisters and she told me something very important, but I have no idea what she said... Or what she looked like... Or how she talked... Or laughed.

CLARA: You don't know who you're looking for, I mean... She could be me, for all you know.

DOCTOR: There's one thing I know about her. Just one thing. If I met her again, I would absolutely know.