DOCTOR: Madam, what year is this?!

DOCTOR: I should be taking it easy, not bounding around like some megaluthian slime skimmer.

DOCTOR: Our whole existence is being threatened by a renegade Time Lord known only as the Rani. She hates me. She even hates children! Two of my earlier selves have already been snared in her vicious trap..

RANI: Pickled in time, like gherkins in a jar..

DOCTOR: Don't let the swords touch your skin!