DAVROS: I can predict the stock market!

(in response to Cardinal Ollistra)

DOCTOR: [You will find me] at the heart of the battle, where the blood of the innocents flows... And only the monstrous survive.

JENNY: You don't even get weekends off? Ugh! We really do need to make some changes. See, Noah? This is why the Vortex dumped us here. It's like the Universe KNOWS that Sundays are for lying in bed. Now THAT'S something worth starting a revolution over.

JENNY (to the Dragon-Lord): You've got some SERIOUS unresolved mommy issues, pal. Or. is it daddy issues?

DOCTOR: Do you know what a gun is, Andarta? Do you know what a gun means? It only ever means one thing. One! Everything I've done, no matter how terrible, it has always made many other outcomes possible. Complicated, unpredictable events, things that carry life forwards. But a gun? A bullet? I can't do that.

(The War Doctor sets down a gun to not kill a human sacrifice that would have proven he's the legendary Warbringer)

The Doctor: Jelly babies...

The Barber-Surgeon: What?

The Doctor: I said, jelly babies.