“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.

“When did you last have the pleasure of smelling a flower, watching a sunset, eating a well-prepared meal?”

“There's always something to look at if you open your eyes.”

“Life depends on change, and renewal.”

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

“Every great decision creates ripples, like a huge boulder dropped in a lake. The ripples merge and rebound off the banks in unforeseeable ways. The heavier the decision, the larger the waves, the more uncertain the consequences.”

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

“You can always judge a man by the quality of his enemies.”

“The least important things, sometimes, my dear boy, lead to the greatest discoveries.”

“Logic, my dear Zoe, merely enables one to be wrong with authority.”

“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.”

“Never give up. Never give in.”

“As we learn about each other, so we learn about ourselves.”

“There are some corners of the universe which have bred the most terrible things. They must be fought.”

“People who talk about infallibility are usually on very shaky ground.”

“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.”

“What is the one thing evil can not face—not ever? Itself.”

“History sometimes gives us a terrible shock, and that is because we don’t quite fully understand. Why should we? After all, we’re too small to realize its final pattern. Therefore don’t try and judge it from where you stand.”

“I’d like to see a butterfly fit into a chrysalis case after it spreads its wings. Life depends on change, and renewal.”

“Answers are easy. It’s asking the right questions which is hard.”

“Ah, well… Every dogma has its day.”

“I don’t believe that man was made to be controlled by machines. Machines can make laws, but they can not preserve justice. Only human beings can do that.”

“Our lives are different to anybody else’s. That’s the exciting thing. There’s nobody in the universe can do what we’re doing.”

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

“Anybody remotely interesting is mad in some way or another.”

“When you get back to Skaro, you’ll all be national heroes. Everybody’ll want to hear about your adventures. So be careful how you tell that story, will you? Don’t glamourize it. Don’t make war sound like an exciting and thrilling game. Tell them about the members of your mission that will not be returning. Like Maro, Vaber and Marat. Tell them about the fear. Otherwise your people might relish the idea of war. We don’t want that.”

“Happiness is nothing unless it exists side by side with sadness.”

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

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

“Love has never been noted for its rationality.”

“Sometimes my brilliance astonishes even me.”

DOCTOR: How much are they paying you?

ROSSINI: Come, come, Doctor. Gentlemen don't discuss money.

DOCTOR: Nonsense, gentlemen never talk about anything else.

DOCTOR: Ace, things may get dangerous, so I want you to have this.

ACE: It looks like a piece of chalk.

DOCTOR: It is. I got it from the dartboard.

“Ace, give me some of that Nitro Nine that you're not carrying.”

STEWART: You are giving us a great deal of trouble.

DOCTOR: I'm delighted to hear that.

“A hyperactive Peri. Too ghastly to contemplate.”

“Brigadier, I think our past is catching up on us. Or maybe it's our future.”

JOSIAH: You're so smug and self-satisfied, Doctor.

DOCTOR: I try.

“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?”

MIKE: I found him wandering the streets.

DOCTOR: I was not wandering the streets. I was merely contemplating certain local cartographic anomalies.

“Hello, I'm the Doctor! I believe you want to kill me.”

“Elementary, my dear Litefoot.”

“But the final responsibility is mine, and mine alone. Listen, if someone who knew the future pointed out a child to you and told you that that child would grow up totally evil, to be a ruthless dictator who would destroy millions of lives, could you then kill that child?”

“Just touch these two strands together and the Daleks are finished. Have I that right?”

“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.”

IAN: Susan Foreman? She your problem too?

BARBARA: Yes.

IAN: You don't know what to make of her?

BARBARA: No.

IAN: How old is she, Barbara?

BARBARA: Fifteen.

IAN: Fifteen. She lets her knowledge out a bit at a time so as not to embarrass me. That's what I feel about her. She knows more science than I'll ever know. She's a genius. Is that what she's doing with history?

BARBARA: Something like that.

“Oh, I know how many beans make five, Doctor, and you don't have to be a Time Lord to cope with A level maths. It may come as a surprise to you, but I also happen to like teaching.”

“Now I'm not going to sit here like a spare lemon waiting for the squeezer.”

“I'm the Doctor. Who are you and why are you shooting at me?”

“The point of archaeology is to carefully recover the past, not disintegrate it.”

“Ah, thank goodness in this regeneration I've regained my impeccable sense of haute couture.”

“Optimism. Belief that everything will work out well. Irrational, bordering on insane.”

ACE: We did good, didn't we?

DOCTOR: Perhaps. Time will tell. It always does.

LIGHT: You are endlessly agitating, unceasingly mischievous. Will you never stop?

DOCTOR: I suppose I could. It would make a change.

“Chancellor, all presidents are faced with difficult decisions. It is by their decisions that they are judged.”

ACE: You're just an aging hippy, Professor.

DOCTOR: There might be something in that, yes.

ROMANA: Yes, they taught me at school how to stop my hearts.

TYSSAN: Hearts? How many have you got?

ROMANA: One for casual, one for best.

“You know, if this got out, you'd be the laughing stock of UNIT. A dream. Really, Doctor, you'll be consulting the entrails of a sheep next.”

“Maybe I am getting too young for this sort of thing.”

PERI: I only hope it believes you.

DOCTOR: Well, if it doesn't, I shall beat it into submission with my charm.

“Now I'll never know if I was right.”

“Think about me when you're living your life one day after another, all in a neat pattern. Think about the homeless traveller and his old police box, with his days like crazy paving.”

PERI: I'm not totally ignorant. What is the noun for a collection of geniuses? A bevy?

DOCTOR: An inspiration of geniuses? I don't know.

ACE: Professor. Where's Nimrod?

DOCTOR: Gone to see a man about a god.

KLIEG: Yes, yes, I can see that, but how did you know in the first place?

DOCTOR: Oh, I use my own special technique.

KLIEG: Oh really, Doctor? And may we know what that is?

DOCTOR: Keeping my eyes open and my mouth shut.

IAN: I think you should go and apologise to Barbara at once.

DOCTOR: I'm afraid we have no time for codes and manners.

DOCTOR: The Earth isn't my home, Sarah. I'm a Time Lord.

SARAH JANE: I know you're a Time Lord.

DOCTOR: You don't understand the implications. I'm not a human being. I walk in eternity.

SARAH JANE: What's that supposed to mean?

DOCTOR: It means I've lived for something like seven hundred and fifty years.

SARAH JANE: Oh, you'll soon be middle aged.

SPANDRELL: I think you're going to be executed for it. They are preparing the vaporisation chamber now. You have about three hours to live, Doctor.

DOCTOR: What? Well, that's monstrous. Vaporisation without representation is against the constitution.

“An apple a day keeps the, er... no, never mind.”

“That's the trouble with regeneration. You never quite know what you're going to get.”

LEELA: Doctor, why didn't the helium make your voice go squeaky?

DOCTOR: Because I'm a Time Lord. I've been around, you know. Two hearts, respiratory bypass system. I haven't lived seven hundred and fifty years without learning something.

DAVROS: I have failed!

DOCTOR: Yes. What does it feel like?

BRIGADIER: A few months ago, the superpowers, Russia, America and China, decided upon a plan to ensure peace. All three powers have hidden atomic missile sites. All three agreed to give details of those sites plus full operational instructions to another neutral country. In the event of trouble, that country could publish everyone's secrets and so cool things down. Well, naturally enough, the only country that could be trusted with such a role was Great Britain.

DOCTOR: Well, naturally, I mean, the rest were all foreigners.

“E-space is another universe. There isn't a taxi service goes back and forth.”

“Rash action is worse than no action at all, hmm?”

“That's the trouble with computers. Always think in black and white. No aquamarines, no blues, no imagination.”

“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.

“Evil? Your evil is my good. I am Sutekh the Destroyer. Where I tread, I leave nothing but dust and darkness... I find that good!”

“You, Sir, are a NITWIT!”

“Oh, my giddy aunt.”

“There's nothing you can do to prevent the catharsis of spurious morality.”

FORGILL: I underestimated his intelligence, but he underestimated the power of organic crystallography.

“Silence! You will do as the Doctor instructs, or I will cut out your heart.”

“Fear makes companions of all of us.”

“Jane Austen. Amazing writer, brilliant comic observer, and strictly among ourselves, a phenomenal kisser.”

VASTRA: You thought he was young?

CLARA: He looked young.

VASTRA: He looked like your dashing young gentleman friend. Your lover, even.

CLARA: Shut up.

VASTRA: But he is the Doctor. He has walked this universe for centuries untold, he has seen stars fall to dust. You might as well flirt with a mountain range.

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.

CLARA: Doctor, you are not the only person who ever lost someone. It's the story of everybody. Get over it. Beat it. Break free. 

(Her hand touches his cheek.)

CLARA: Doctor, it's time. Get up, off your arse, and win!

“I know these teeth. What? What? What?!”

“Doctor no more.”

“Regeneration in my case is a swift but volcanic experience. A kind of violent biological eruption in which the body cells are displaced, changed, renewed and rearranged. There are bound to be side-effects.”

“Change, my dear. And it seems not a moment too soon.”

“I'm the Doctor. Do everything I tell you, don't ask stupid questions, and don't wander off.”

DOCTOR: You know when grown-ups tell you everything's going to be fine and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better?

AMELIA: Yes.

DOCTOR: Everything's going to be fine.

“Geronimo!”

AMY: You're worse than my aunt.

DOCTOR: I'm the Doctor. I'm worse than everybody's aunt.

“Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically, run.”

“All of time and space, everything that ever happened or ever will. Where do you want to start?”

AMY: I'm fine. It's just, there's a whole world in here, just like you said. It's all true. I thought. Well, I started to think that maybe you were just like a madman with a box.

DOCTOR: Amy Pond, there's something you'd better understand about me, because it's important, and one day your life may depend on it. I am definitely a madman with a box.

“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?”

“It's still a police box. Why hasn't it changed? Dear, dear, how very disturbing.”

“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.”

DOCTOR: You're doing it again.

CLARA: Doing what?

DOCTOR: The smile.

CLARA: Yeah, I'm smiling.

DOCTOR: It's the sad smile. It's a smile but you're sad. It's confusing. It's like two emotions at once. It's like you're malfunctioning.

“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?”

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.

“But it was a childish dream that made you a doctor! You dreamt you could hold back death. Isn't that true? Don't be sad, Grace. You'll do great things.”

“You're always going to be afraid, even if you learn to hide it. Fear is like a companion. A constant companion, always there. But that's okay, because fear can bring us together. Fear can bring you home. I'm going to leave you something, just so you'll always remember, fear makes companions of us all.”

“I don't know where I am. It's like I'm breaking into a million pieces and there's only one thing I remember. I have to save the Doctor.”

“Look, my name, my real name, that is not the point. The name I chose is the Doctor. The name you choose, it's like, it's like a promise you make. He's the one who broke the promise.”

DOCTOR: Kate Lethbridge Stewart, a word to the wise. As I'm sure your father would have told you, I don't like being picked up.

CLARA: That probably sounded better in his head.

“Soldier, I'm going to need your gun.”

“Time Lords of Gallifrey, Daleks of Skaro, I serve notice on you all. Too long I have stayed my hand. No more. Today you leave me no choice. Today, this war will end. No more. No more.”

WAR DOCTOR: If you have been inside my head, then you know what I've seen. The suffering. Every moment in time and space is burning. It must end, and I intend to end it the only way I can.

MOMENT: And you're going to use me to end it by killing them all, Daleks and Time Lords alike. I could, but there will be consequences for you.

WAR DOCTOR: I have no desire to survive this.

MOMENT: Then that's your punishment. If you do this, if you kill them all, then that's the consequence. You live.

WAR DOCTOR: You're my future selves?

TEN & ELEVEN: Yes!

WAR DOCTOR: Am I having a midlife crisis? Why are you pointing your screwdrivers like that? They're scientific instruments, not water pistols. Look like you've seen a ghost.

BENTHAM: Encircle them. Which of you is the Doctor? The Queen of England is bewitched. I would have the Doctor's head.

WAR DOCTOR: Well, this has all the makings of your lucky day.

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.

WAR DOCTOR: Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about?

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: Yes. No. I demand to be incarcerated in the Tower immediately with my co-conspirators Sandshoes and Granddad.

WAR DOCTOR: Granddad?

WAR DOCTOR: I don't know who you are, either of you. I haven't got the faintest idea.

MOMENT: They're you. They're what you become if you destroy Gallifrey. The man who regrets, and the man who forgets.

“Great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame, whatever the cost.”

MOMENT: You know the sound the TARDIS makes? That wheezing, groaning. That sound brings hope wherever it goes.

WAR DOCTOR: Yes. Yes, I like to think it does.

MOMENT: To anyone who hears it, Doctor. Anyone, however lost... Even you.

CLARA: Be a doctor. You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was the promise?

TENTH DOCTOR: Never cruel or cowardly.

WAR DOCTOR: Never give up, never give in.

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

TENTH DOCTOR: Allons-y!

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

WAR DOCTOR: I don't suppose we'll know if we actually succeeded. But at worst, we failed doing the right thing, as opposed to succeeding in doing the wrong.

CLARA: Life and soul, you are.

“Oh yes, of course. I suppose it makes sense. Wearing a bit thin. I hope the ears are a bit less conspicuous this time.”

“And now it's time for one last bow, like all your other selves. Eleven's hour is over now. The clock is striking twelve's.”

“You get used to not knowing. I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who he is. I know how he began and I know where he’s going. I learnt the truth about The Doctor, and his greatest secret - the day we went to Trenzalore.”

“Once upon a time… Once upon a Time Lord, I had a best friend, and her name was Donna Noble. A Time Lord and a human, and we travelled the stars together.”

SHAUN: Oh, sat nav says they're closing all the roads.

DOCTOR: Oh, I know some roads even the taxi drivers don't. Trust me. (psychic paper) Grand Master of the Knowledge.

SHAUN: That says Grand Mistress.

DOCTOR: (to the psychic paper) Oh, catch up.

SHIRLEY: Shirley Anne Bingham, UNIT Scientific Adviser No. 56.

DOCTOR: Oh! I was Scientific Adviser No. 1.

“I don't believe in destiny, but if destiny exists, then it is heading for Donna Noble right now.”

ROSE: You're assuming "he" as a pronoun?

DOCTOR: True. Yes. Sorry. Good point. Are you he or she or they?

MEEP: My chosen pronoun is the definite article. I am always The Meep.

DOCTOR: Oh. I do that.

MEEP: The Wrarth Warriors. They cultivate Meepkind for our beautiful fur. But then the galaxy said, "No more fur. It's wrong." So the Wrarth Warriors slaughtered their livestock.

DOCTOR: You're a fashion victim. Sorry.

DONNA: We could be living somewhere far away from here. Monte Carlo. Switzerland. And you'd be safe, Rose. It's all my fault. I gave away that lottery money.

DOCTOR: Why?

DONNA: Because… there are places out there where people are in danger and in pain and fear. And I could help. It just felt like the sort of thing he would do.

DOCTOR: You've got weapons in your wheelchair?

SHIRLEY: We all have.

DONNA: How long have I got to live?

DONNA AND FOURTEENTH DOCTOR: Fifty five seconds.

DONNA: Best 55 seconds of my life, because I get to do this.

COMPUTER: Ignition halted.

DONNA: Donna Noble is descending.

DONNA: Why did this face come back?

DOCTOR: I don't know.

DONNA: To say goodbye?

DOCTOR: We're binary.

DONNA: She's not, because the Doctor's…

DOCTOR: ..male…

DONNA: ..and female.

ROSE: And neither. And more.

SHIRLEY: There's a word for you, Doctor. And that word is "jammy".

DOCTOR: Jam on toast.

“Ha-ha-ha! Oh, this is amazing! It changed! Oh, you clever thing! Look at that! It's got this! And that!”

“I really do remember, though. Every second with you. I'm so glad you're back, cos it killed me, Donna. It killed me, it killed me, it killed me.”

DONNA: What's happening?

DOCTOR: I've got no idea. It's completely out of control! We could end up anywhere in Time and Space!

“Hello. Just passing by, cos I got a bit lost. It's funny, 60 minutes ago I was this really brilliant woman, and now I've got this old face back again. I mean, why? Why? I ask of you, my brand-new friend. Why?”

DOCTOR: She just dropped some coffee into the console.

DONNA: But don't worry, he's got a time machine, which means he can blame me for all eternity.

DONNA: Was it me, or was Isaac Newton hot?

DOCTOR: He was, wasn't he? He was so hot. Oh! Is that who I am now?

DONNA: Well, it was never that far from the surface, mate. I always thought…

“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.”

“It destroyed half the universe because of me. We stand here now on the edge of creation, a creation which I devastated. So, yes, I keep running. Of course I do. How am I supposed to look back on that?”

DOCTOR: Oh, I keep thinking, I wish I hadn't done that thing with the salt.

DONNA: What, the bad luck thing? But that was just a lie.

DOCTOR: Normally, except… I invoked a superstition at the edge of the universe, where the walls are thin and all things are possible. I've just got this feeling.

DONNA: What?

DOCTOR: A feeling of something… which is gone. Fine. Good. Onwards.

DONNA: You okay?

DOCTOR: I will be.

DONNA: When?

DOCTOR: A million years.

DOCTOR: Wilfred Mott. Oh, now I feel better. Now nothing is wrong, nothing in the whole wide world! Hello, me old soldier!

WILF: I never thought I'd see you again after all these years. Oh, Doctor, that lovely face! It's like springtime.

“Kate Lethbridge-Stewart! I remember your father working night and day to keep UNIT secret, and look at you now, out and proud and defending the Earth.”

“The human race might be clever and bright and brilliant, it's also savage and venal and relentless. All the anger out there on the street - the lies, the righteousness - that's human, that's you. That's who you are. Using your intelligence to be stupid. Poisoning the world. And hating each other? You've never needed any help with that. But today, something else is using your worst attributes, playing with you like toys.”

MEL: I got a lift off a zingo and came back to Earth.

DOCTOR: What's a zingo?

MEL: It's a thing you get a lift off.

DONNA: Yeah, but you always say…

DOCTOR: Oh, what do I say? What do I say? What do I say?! Because I'm always so certain. I'm all sonic and TARDIS and Time Lord. Take that away… Take away the toys, what am I? What am I now? I don't know if I can save your life this time.

“You think life is a balance between order and chaos. But the universe is not binary. Far from it. There is order and chaos… and there is play.”

DOCTOR: I don't understand why you're so small! You can turn bullets into flowers. Think of the good you could do. So tell me why you don't!

TOYMAKER: You know full well this is merely a face concealing a vastness that will never cease, because your good and your bad are nothing to me. All that exists is to win or to lose.

DOCTOR: And you know full well that I've had many faces, containing something far more. So come with me. Leave this tiny world. We can take your games back to the stars. We can play across the cosmos. We can be… Celestial.

“Cracks. Cracks in time. Time running out. No, couldn't be. Couldn't be. But how is a duck pond a duck pond if there aren't any ducks? And she didn't recognise the Daleks. Okay, time can shift. Time can change. Time can be rewritten. Ah. Oh! ... ... Time can be unwritten.”

“Mind over matter. Or more accurately, I have a mind and you don’t matter.”

KANDYMAN: So you trusted me, then, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Of course.

KANDYMAN: Very wise. I am a Kandyman of my word, but now our bargain is over. It's time to kill you.

DOCTOR: I thought you might have said that.

“Isn't' it a better thing to travel hopefully than arrive?”

IAN: I have a feeling we're being watched. Haven't you?

DOCTOR: No. No, no, no, no, I can't see any spooks or anything. I don't think so, no. Not particularly, no. I must say that if I lived here and I heard you roaring your head off, I'd probably come down and take a look at you.

IAN: Then take my pen?

DOCTOR: Yes, what if the power's that's got hold of the TARDIS has taken your pen? Of course! Ha ha! Now then, there's something for us to solve. Come along, come along, come along.

KANDYMAN: I beg your pardon?

DOCTOR: She's come to look at your oven.

KANDYMAN: Has she, indeed? Then she should wait to be asked. Impolite guests get to feel the back of my candy hand.

PEX: Are these old ladies annoying you?

MEL: No!

PEX: Are you annoying these old ladies?

TILDA + TABBY: No, she isn't.

PEX: Oh.

DOCTOR: Greetings.

CARETAKER: I am the Chief Caretaker.

DOCTOR: And I am-

CARETAKER: No need to tell me. I know who you are. We have been waiting for this momentous visit for so many years. You are the man who brought Paradise Towers to life. The visionary who dreamed up its pools and lifts and squares. And now you have returned to your creation. You will make all those dilapidated lifts and rise and fall as they've never done before. All signs of wallscrawl will disappear from the corridors of Paradise Towers. The floors will gleam and the windows will shine, and will be made as new. Fellow Caretakers, do you know who this is? This is the Great Architect returned to Paradise Towers. Bid him welcome. All Hail the Great Architect, all hail.

CARETAKERS: All hail the Great Architect.

DEPUTY: What shall we do with him now then, Chief?

CARETAKER: Kill him.

CONDUCTOR: Any more fares?

DOCTOR: I would like a ticket, actually. I'd like a there and back off peak weekend break supersaver senior citizen bimonthly season with optional added facilities a free cup of coffee in a plastic glass a crocodile sandwich and make it snappy, you mechanic moron!

MEL: How could they? It's obscene.

DOCTOR: Not to a Vervoid.

MEL: You can't justify it. It's just-

DOCTOR: It's a matter of perspective, Mel. In your house in Pease Pottage, you had a large garden. What did you do with the plants and weeds you uprooted?

MEL: Put them on a compost heap.

DOCTOR: They're obeying instinct, like migrating birds or salmon swimming relentlessly upstream to spawn even though they may die. A compulsive following of the life cycle. Come on, Mel.

DOCTOR: I don't suppose you've completely ignored my instructions and secretly prepared any Nitro Nine, have you?

ACE: What if I had?

DOCTOR: Naturally you wouldn't do anything so insanely dangerous as to carry it around with you, would you?

ACE: Of course not. I'm a good girl. I do what I'm told.

DOCTOR: Excellent. Blow up that vehicle.