VICKI: Then Bennett murdered my father. Then I've got nobody.

DOCTOR: My dear. My dear, why don't you come with us, hmm?

VICKI: In that old box?

DOCTOR: We can travel anywhere and everywhere in that old box as you call it. Regardless of space and time.

VICKI: Then it is a time machine?

DOCTOR: And if you like adventure, my dear, I can promise you an abundance of it. Apart from all that, well you'll be amongst friends. Hmm? Well? Now, suppose I leave you here for a moment to think about it, hmm?

BARBARA: Look, Ian, all the old associations are still in the ship. You can't expect him to say goodbye to Susan and then forget about her the next minute.

IAN: No, I suppose not. I wonder what she's doing now?

BARBARA: If I know anything about David, she's learning to milk cows.

IAN: What's that nightmare?

DOCTOR: Isn't it sufficient that it's down there and we're up here? Hmm?

IAN: Yes. It's got eyes. I saw them. Green. Used to daylight. Must have come in from the outside.

DOCTOR: Oh. Very good, yes. Very intelligent reasoning. So good I might have said the same thing myself.

IAN: Well, you see Vicki, our space ship, well, isn't like this one. It travels through time.

BARBARA: We left in 1963.

VICKI: 1963! But that means you're about five hundred and fifty years old.

BARBARA: Why, yes, I suppose I am. Yes, it's a way of looking at it, but I'll try not to look at it too often.

VICKI: They didn't have time machines in 1963, they didn't know anything then.

IAN: Oh, we weren't entirely ignorant, young lady. Even the Doctor thought it was worth paying us a visit. That's how we got mixed up with him in the first place.

DOCTOR: You destroyed a whole planet to save your own skin. You're insane.

BENNETT: The girl didn't know I'd been arrested. When we get back to Earth, she'd support my story. I dressed up as Koquillion to show her how terrible the people here were.

DOCTOR: If that happened, your guilt would have been hidden forever, hmm?

BENNETT: If it happened? Nothing's changed. There's only three more people for Koquillion to kill, that's all.

NERO: A lifetime's work! I'll have you both killed over and over again! Guards! Guards! Fool! Idiot! Traitor! Pig! I'll stick you both in the arena, on an island with water all round, and in the water there will be alligators and the water level will be raised and the alligators will get you! Fool! Traitor! Brilliant! You are a genius! A genius! I will make you rich! Rich! So the Senate wouldn't pass my plans, eh? Wouldn't let me build my New Rome? But if the old one is burnt, if it goes up in flames, they will have no choice! Rome will be rebuilt to my design! Brilliant! Brilliant!

VICKI: Where will we go next? Has the Doctor told you yet?

BARBARA: Oh, no, he never does that.

VICKI: You mean it's a surprise?

IAN: Er, yes. To everybody.

BARBARA: Oh, I'm so hungry.

IAN: Yes, so am I. Er, Barbara, there must be a bit of that cold peacock of yours left in the fridge.

BARBARA: Hey, you're right!

IAN: Why don't you have a look?

BARBARA: Oh, very funny! Instead of sitting there making stupid jokes, why don't you get yourself cleaned up?

RICHARD: I am the King. Where is there any man who has greater power over his subjects?

JOANNA: In Rome. His Holiness the Pope will not allow this marriage of mine to that infidel.

RICHARD: But, Joanna? You defy me with the Pope!

JOANNA: No, you defy the world with your politics! The reason you and all your armies are here is the reason on my side. You are here to fight these dogs, defeat them. Marry me to them and you make a pact with the Devil. Force me to it and I'll turn the world we know into your enemy.

JOANNA: Bid your servants go about the town and find nimble hands who will dress this child. Good weaving, well-spun cloth. The dresses shall be of silk and satins and brocaded stuff.

CHAMBERLAIN: Dresses? Silks? Satins? For the boy? I, I thought there was some amusement, your Highness?

JOANNA: Did you, Chamberlain?

(Joanna leaves.)

CHAMBERLAIN: I don't understand!

VICKI: It's perfectly simple. I'm a girl.

CHAMBERLAIN: A girl? Dressed as a boy? Is nothing understandable these days?

MONK: I want to improve things.

DOCTOR: Improve things? Improve things, yes, that's good. Very good. Improve what, for instance?

MONK: Well, for instance, Harold, King Harold, I know he'd be a good king. There wouldn't be all those wars in Europe, those claims over France went on for years and years. With peace the people'd be able to better themselves. With a few hints and tips from me they'd be able to have jet airliners by 1320! Shakespeare'd be able to put Hamlet on television.

DOCTOR: He'd do what?

MONK: The play Hamlet on television.

DOCTOR: Oh, yes, quite so, yes, of course, I do know the medium.

DOCTOR: So that's it! You're a time meddler! No wonder you wanted to get rid of me. And what are you trying to get up to this time?

MONK: I'm sure you'll approve, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Are you quite mad? You know as well as I do the golden rule about space and time travelling. Never, never interfere with the course of history.

MONK: And who says so? Doctor, it's more fun my way. I can make things happen ahead of their time.

VICKI: A door!

STEVEN: Let me have a look. We can get inside.

VICKI: It's a TARDIS. The Monk's got a TARDIS!

STEVEN: Good day. We're looking for...

MONK: Indeed, we're all searching for something. Some like myself seek it in the peace and solitude that repose behind these monastery

STEVEN: We are looking for a friend of ours!

STEVEN: Look, you gave this ship a name just now, what was it?

VICKI: TARDIS, T A R D I S. It stands for Time And Relative Dimensions In Space.

STEVEN: IDBI.

VICKI: What? IDBI?

STEVEN: I D B I.

VICKI: Yes?

STEVEN: It means I Don't Believe It.

CHEN: What are your terms, Doctor?

DOCTOR: You will release your prisoners. I also include that Monk fellow too, though I don’t know why I should bother with him.

DOCTOR: Cellular dissemination.

SARA: Cellular what?

DOCTOR: To put it in lay language, cellular dissemination means our bodies were broken up by some process or other, shot through into the fourth dimension, and at a given point, reassembled again on this planet.

STEVEN: That's fantastic.

SARA: Impossible.

DOCTOR: Fantastic it may be my boy, but impossible, no, because precisely that is what has happened.

BLACK DALEK: Failure will not be tolerated!

CHEN: But I did notify you of the fugitives' whereabouts. The planet Mira. There the vital core can be taken from them without suspicion. Their presence on Earth was a constant danger! At anytime they could have contacted forces unsympathetic to our plans.

BLACK DALEK: You make your incompetence sound like an achievement.

CHEN: Incompetence now, is it? You forget that the original blunder was not of my doing. I journeyed to and from Earth to correct a failing your security force should have dealt with. The core was stolen from here. My actions have brought about a situation which will allow you to recover the missing taranium easily and simply. If that is a failure, then I have failed.

INSPECTOR: Are you Welsh, then?

DOCTOR: Oh, you'll have to think in a far bigger way than that. Your ideas are too narrow, too small, too crippled.

INSPECTOR: All right, all right. What are you then?

DOCTOR: Well, I suppose you might say that I am a citizen of the universe, and a gentleman to boot.

DOCTOR: I don't think you really understand. That object in the yard out there isn't really a police box.

INSPECTOR: No, no, of course it's not. It's the new Brighton ferry.

DOCTOR: It is a machine for investigating Time and Relative Dimensions in Space.

CONSTABLE 2: He's a nutter.

INSPECTOR: He's straight from a funny-farm, if you ask me.

DOCTOR: Do I take it that you gentlemen are imputing that I am mentally deranged?

CONSTABLE 2: I told you. He's a nutter.

DOCTOR: Well. Well, now we've a little time to ourselves, I'll fill you in on some of the events that have taken place during the centuries you've been, er, dozing.

DAVROS: Well?

DOCTOR: Well, Arcturus won the Galactic Olympic Games. Betelgeuse came a close second. The economy on Algo's in a terrible state due to irreversible inflation...

DAVROS: Doctor!

DOCTOR: What? Yes?

DAVROS: Do you believe your puny efforts can change the course of destiny?

DAVROS: Since my entombment, I have no knowledge of the advancement of my Daleks. Of course they have achieved great things.

DOCTOR: Oh yes, oh yes. They've wreaked havoc and destruction, destroyed countless innocent lives

DAVROS: Only the beginning! Now I have returned, the campaign will begin in earnest. I have slept but now I have awakened, and the universe will be sorry.

DOCTOR: Davros, you. I have slept but now I have awakened and the universe will be. You're misquoting Napoleon! One day I'll tell you what happened to him, too.

DALEK: The workers have been released.

DOCTOR: Good, good. Now, I'll need one minute to get clear. Get back! I told you this was life insurance. I've adapted the device to explode by remote control.

(The Doctor sticks the bomb onto Davros' life support.)

DOCTOR: All I have to do is squeeze my sonic screwdriver and boom, boom, Davros.

DAVROS: You need not elaborate, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Just so long as you've got it clear.