“I love humans. Always seeing patterns in things that aren’t there.”

OHILA: We restored you to life, but it's a temporary measure. You have a little under four minutes.

DOCTOR: Four minutes? That's ages. What if I get bored? I need a television, couple of books, anyone for chess? Bring me knitting.

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

“You feel that pounding in your heart? That tightness in the pit of your stomach? The blood rushing to your head, do you know what that is? That's adventure. The thrill and the fear, and the joy of stepping into the unknown. That's why we're all here, and that's why we're alive!”

DOCTOR: Cheer up. Look, there's a mouse.

CHARLEY: I am deeply cheered.

BREGMAN: You want to go there? Why, for God’s sake?

DOCTOR: I’m half-stupid. On my mother’s side.

“ (Blithely) Yes, I imagine so. It's quite clear that Frederick brought the car into the house, ran himself over with it, and put it back outside before he finally expired”

DOCTOR: A meteor storm. The sky above us was dancing with lights. Purple, green and brilliant yellow! Yes!

GRACE: What?

DOCTOR: These shoes! They fit perfectly. Yes.

“What do you want me to be? Someone who knows exactly what he’s doing and has it all under control, or just some fellow who makes it up as he goes along, and still makes it happen? Which do you want it to be? Magic tricks, or magic?”

POLICEMAN: Sir, ma'am, go back to your vehicle.

GRACE: What? Stop! He's er, he's British.

DOCTOR: Yes, I suppose I am. Jelly baby, officer?

POLICEMAN: Jelly baby?

GRACE: Just take it.

(The policeman takes a sweet and sniffs it while the Doctor makes lip-smacking noises. When he bites into it, the Doctor takes his gun and points it at his own chest.)

DOCTOR: Now, would you stand aside before I shoot myself.

DOCTOR: It's one of the most beautiful things about lady time isn't it? How nothings constant, how everything decays and changes.

CHARLOTTE: You call that wonderful?

DOCTOR: I call it absolutely beautiful. How would it be if everything was always the same? If you never got too big for your dresses? If you never got to pass them onto your sister? If the rainy autumn lasted forever and spring never came? At least I change. I'm stumbling my way through bodies like I own a particularly dangerous bicycle. Grayle never changes, not inside, not who he is. So time piles on top of him and kills everything good. No one should have to go through that.