DOCTOR: Charley, C'Rizz, Lucie, Tamsin, Molly. Friends, companions I've known, I salute you. And Cass, I apologise. Physician, heal thyself.

MASTER: I know this is going to be hard to believe, Doctor, but for once I mean you no harm.

DOCTOR: Like Alice, I try to believe three impossible things before breakfast. Go on.

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

DOCTOR: An apple a day keeps the, er... no, never mind.