BELINDA: Have you got two hearts?

DOCTOR: Padam, padam.

BELINDA: You mean it's literally the same diploma, like in a time travel way?

DOCTOR: Timey-wimey.

BELINDA: Timey-wimey?

DOCTOR: Yup.

BELINDA: Am I six?

SUSAN: Oh, pet. Anything to help. I don't mind. I'll make the tea.

IBRAHIM: Did you make this tea?

SUSAN: I did, yes.

IBRAHIM: Don't make the tea.

FLOOD: And that's how the story of the Church on Ruby Road comes to an end, with a very happy ending for little Ruby Sunday. But life goes on, doesn't it? Ruthlessly. And what happens, you might wonder. Oh, what happens to that mysterious traveller in Time and Space known as the Doctor? I'm sorry to say his story ends in absolute terror. Night, night.

CHERRY: I would love a cup of tea.

FLOOD: Would you, sweetheart? Well, we'd all like a lot of things... that aren't going to happen.

CHERRY: What that supposed to mean?

FLOOD: I'd be very careful, Mrs Sunday. There's a storm coming in. He waits no more.

KATE: Ruby, this is a gold security establishment. Even the Prime Minister can't walk into UNIT.

MORRIS: Especially the Prime Minister.

KATE: But... Okay, the grandchild exists and you've got the TARDIS, but you've never gone back to see her. Why not?

DOCTOR: You've seen my life. I bring disaster, Kate. Disaster. What if I go back and ruin her?

KATE: For what it's worth, I think you bring joy.

CARLA: I just need you to look after Mum. It's only going to be for a couple of hours.

FLOOD: Oh, leave her to me. I nursed my old mum through diabetes and a hip operation. She died of an ulcer. But that was when I wasn't looking.

DOCTOR: You are a bounty hunter? That is so... cool. Catching monsters, getting into scrapes. Meeting handsome strangers.

TIMOTHY: Henry, get away from him.

MAESTRO: Them.

TIMOTHY: What?

MAESTRO: Me.

TIMOTHY: What?

MAESTRO: I'm them.

TIMOTHY: You're who?

MAESTRO: You're who?

DOCTOR: I thought that was non-diegetic.

MAESTRO: But she's the only human left with music in her heart! Playing lovesick songs for heartbroken lesbians. And that just makes me hungry for all those delicious songs.

DOCTOR: But there is one thing that I should warn you about, Ruby, and this is really very serious. With all of my adventures throughout Time and Space, I have to tell you there is always a twist at the end.

DOCTOR: Oh. Oh, we're on a baby farm. Ha-ha! A parthenogenesis machine. What is it with you and babies?

RUBY: I was going to say the same thing to you.

DOCTOR: We've gone from baby to baby. I'm not saying things are connected, and yet... things connect.

CHERRY: I've given up on that cuppa and opted for a life of abstinence.

THE TOYMAKER: Well, that’s alright, then!

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.

DOCTOR: Whatever you want with me, fine. But save my friends. Don't let the Cybermen take them. If the history between us means anything to you...

MASTER: I do believe you're appealing to my better nature. And we both know I don't have one. I'm not going to help them, and neither are you. And the history between us does mean something. It's the rage and pain in my hearts.

MARY: I don't think they're really from the colonies.

BYRON: No. She is from somewhere much, much stranger.

POLIDORI: The north.

KANE: You can't build an ionic membrane from scratch.

DOCTOR: If I had crayons and half a can of Spam, I could build you from scratch.

DOCTOR: I know there aren’t many certainties in any of our lives, but Umbreen, Prem, what I see you in you is the certainty you have in each other. Something I believe in my faith. Love, in all its forms, is the most powerful weapon we have, because love is a form of hope and, like hope, love abides in the face of everything. You both found love with each other. You believed in it, you fought for it, and you waited for it. And now, you’re committing to it. Which makes you, right now, the two strongest people on this planet.

RYAN: Did you hear the noises in the valley during the night?

PREM: The violence is getting closer.

RYAN: Who’s doing this stuff?

PREM: Ordinary people who’ve lived here all their lives, whipped into a frenzy to be part of a mob. Nothing worse than when normal people lose their minds. We’ve lived together for decades, Hindu, Muslim and Sikh, and now we’re being told our differences are more important than what unites us. Like we learned nothing in the war. I don’t know how we protect people, when hatred’s coming from all sides.

GRAHAM: Well, all we can strive to be is good men. And you, Prem, are a good man.

(Graham hugs Prem.)

DOCTOR: I'm the Doctor.

MABLI: A doctor of medicine?

DOCTOR: Well, medicine, science, engineering, candyfloss, LEGO, philosophy, music, problems, people, hope. Mostly hope.

DOCTOR: Sorry, I don't know who you are.

ROBERTSON: Oh, really? Cos you must be the only person on the planet that doesn't.

DOCTOR: Are you Ed Sheeran? Is he Ed Sheeran? Everyone talks about Ed Sheeran round about now, don't they?

ROBERTSON: I am not Ed Sheeran. I am Jack Robertson and this is my hotel. Just one hotel in an incredibly successful chain of hotels, which is just one small part of my business portfolio, as featured in Fortune Global 500. Does that ring a bell?

DOCTOR: Should I look impressed right now? Is that impressive?

GRAHAM: He's running for President in 2020.

DOCTOR: Ed Sheeran?