DOCTOR: I really didn't know. I wasn't sure. You lose sight sometimes. Thank you! I am not a good man! I am not a bad man. I am not a hero. And I'm definitely not a president. And no, I'm not an officer. Do you know what I am? I am an idiot, with a box and a screwdriver. Just passing through, helping out, learning. I don't need an army. I never have, because I've got them. Always them. Because love, it's not an emotion. Love is a promise.

CLARA: Why don’t you like hugging, Doctor?

DOCTOR: Never trust a hug. It’s just a way to hide your face.

CLARA: Yeah.

DOCTOR: You betrayed me. Betrayed my trust, you betrayed our friendship, you betrayed everything that I've ever stood for. You let me down!

CLARA: Then why are you helping me?

DOCTOR: Why? Do you think I care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?

CLARA: Oh, I’d say I’m sorry but I’d do it again.

* (Clara falls to her knees and cries.)*

CLARA: I'm the Doctor.

DOCTOR: Don't you dare.

CLARA [OC]: Doctor Oswald.

CLARA: But you can call me Clara.

RIGSY: I'm Rigsy. So er, what are you a doctor of?

DOCTOR: Of lies.

CLARA [OC]: Well, I'm usually quite vague about that. I think I just picked the title because it makes me sound important.

DOCTOR: I don't suppose it really matters now. You are monsters. That is the role you seem determined to play. So it seems I must play mine.

(The Doctor steps out of the TARDIS. Clara, Rigsy and Fenton come down the ladder.)

DOCTOR: The man that stops the monsters. I'm sending you back to your own dimension. Who knows? Some of you may even survive the trip. And, if you do, remember this. You are not welcome here. This plane is protected. I am the Doctor.

(He turns, and Clara throws him the sonic screwdriver.)

DOCTOR: And I name you The Boneless.

DOCTOR: Sometimes the only choices you have are bad ones. But you still have to choose.

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

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.

PERKINS: Perkins. Chief Engineer.

DOCTOR: The Doctor. Nosey Parker.

CLARA: 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?

DOCTOR: What do you want, Psi, more than anything else? Whatever it is, it's in this bank. You agreed to rob the most impregnable bank in history. You must have had a very good reason. We all must have. Picture the thing you want most in the universe, and decide how badly you want it. Well?

PSI: Still don't understand why you're in charge.

DOCTOR: Basically, it's the eyebrows.

DOCTOR: Question. Why is there no such thing as perfect hiding? Answer. How would you know? Logically, if evolution were to perfect a creature whose primary skill were to hide from view, how could you know it existed?

DOCTOR: Let me tell you about scared. Your heart is beating so hard, I can feel it through your hands. There's so much blood and oxygen pumping through your brain, it's like rocket fuel. Right now, you could run faster and you could fight harder, you could jump higher than ever in your life. And you are so alert, it's like you can slow down time. What's wrong with scared? Scared is a superpower. It's your superpower. There is danger in this room and guess what? It's you.

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.

DOCTOR: 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.

DOCTOR: Love from Gallifrey boys!

CLARA: 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.

TENTH DOCTOR: Oooh, lovely.

ELEVENTH DOCTOR: Oooh, lovely.

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?

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: 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.

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.