“I tolerate this century, but I don't enjoy it. Have you ever thought what it's like to be wanderers in the fourth dimension? Have you? To be exiles? Susan and I are cut off from our own planet, without friends or protection. But one day we shall get back. Yes, one day. One day.”

IAN: Susan Foreman? She your problem too?

BARBARA: Yes.

IAN: You don't know what to make of her?

BARBARA: No.

IAN: How old is she, Barbara?

BARBARA: Fifteen.

IAN: Fifteen. She lets her knowledge out a bit at a time so as not to embarrass me. That's what I feel about her. She knows more science than I'll ever know. She's a genius. Is that what she's doing with history?

BARBARA: Something like that.

“Fear makes companions of all of us.”

“If you could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds and watch them wheel in another sky, would that satisfy you?”

“It's still a police box. Why hasn't it changed? Dear, dear, how very disturbing.”

“Grandfather!”

SUSAN: Yes, I can see red turns to blue, Mister Chesterton, but that’s because we’re dealing with two inactive chemicals. They only act in relation to each other.

IAN: But that’s the whole point of the experiment, Susan.

SUSAN: Yes, it’s a bit obvious, isn’t it? Well, I’m not trying to be rude, but couldn’t we deal with two active chemicals? Then red could turn blue all by itself and get on with something else? I’m sorry, it was just an idea.

SUSAN: The TARDIS can go anywhere.

BARBARA: TARDIS? I don’t understand you, Susan.

SUSAN: Well, I made up the name TARDIS from the initials, Time And Relative Dimension In Space. I thought you’d both understand when you saw the different dimensions inside from those outside.

IAN: Just let me get this straight. A thing that looks like a police box, standing in a junkyard, it can move anywhere in time and space?

SUSAN: Yes.

DOCTOR: Quite so.

IAN: But that’s ridiculous.

“You wanted advice you said. I never give it, never. But I might just say this to you. Always search for truth. My truth is in the stars and yours is here.”

“As we learn about each other, so we learn about ourselves.”

IAN: I think you should go and apologise to Barbara at once.

DOCTOR: I'm afraid we have no time for codes and manners.

“Rash action is worse than no action at all, hmm?”

“I don’t believe that man was made to be controlled by machines. Machines can make laws, but they can not preserve justice. Only human beings can do that.”

“But you can't rewrite history! Not one line!”

“You’re monsters. All of you, monsters. Oh, Grandfather. Grandfather.”

SUSAN: Hey, Barbara.

BARBARA: Just the thing for the Royal Enclosure at Ascot.

SUSAN: I’m rather mad about being handmaiden to a goddess.

BARBARA: Well, I must admit that this end of it isn’t too hard to take, either.

SUSAN: Isn’t that beautiful?

BARBARA: You know, that’s what gets me. I mean, take Autloc. He’s sensitive, intelligent. And then there’s

SUSAN: Tlotoxl. It’s incredible, isn’t it? Beauty and horror developing hand in hand.

SUSAN: Well, how will I know?

AUTLOC: Know what?

SUSAN: Well, that he’s to be my future husband.

AUTLOC: You’ll be told.

SUSAN: Told? I’m not going to be told who to marry.

AUTLOC: What say have you in the matter?

SUSAN: It’s my life, I’ll spend it with whom I choose, not someone picked out for me.

“I don’t make threats, but I do keep promises.”

“Isn't' it a better thing to travel hopefully than arrive?”

SUSAN: Barbara, I’ve got an idea.

BARBARA: What?

SUSAN: He’s quiet now, but we can’t be sure the Sensorites won’t make him help them. Look, if they can use their brains, why can’t we use ours?

BARBARA: To defend him?

SUSAN: Yes, and ourselves. Grandfather and I landed on a planet once called Esto. The plants there used thought transference. If you stood in between two of the plants, they set up a sort of screeching noise. Grandfather said it was because they were aware of another mind.

BARBARA: Breaking in on their communications.

SUSAN: Yes, exactly. I thought if we both tried together.

SUSAN: When will we get back, Grandfather?

DOCTOR: I don’t know, my dear. This old ship of mine seems to be an aimless thing. However, we don’t worry about it, do we? Do you?

SUSAN: Sometimes I feel I’d like to belong somewhere, not just be a wanderer. Still, I’m not unhappy.

DOCTOR: Good, good.

SUSAN: I was going to say, why do you trust your people?

1ST ELDER: Why do you want to make me doubt them?

SUSAN: Trust can’t be taken for granted. It must be earned. I trust you, but only because I know you.

1ST ELDER: But Susan, our whole life is based on trust.

SUSAN: Yes, and that might be your downfall. Look you don’t trust the ground you walk on until you know it’s firm, do you. So why trust your people blindly?

1ST ELDER: When I listen to you, you who are so young among your own kind, I realise that we Sensorites have a lot to learn from the people of Earth.

SUSAN: Grandfather and I don’t come from Earth. Oh, it’s ages since we’ve seen our planet. It’s quite like Earth, but at night the sky is a burned orange, and the leaves on the trees are bright silver.

1ST ELDER: My mind tells me that you wish to see your home again, and yet there is a part of you which calls for adventure. A wanderlust.

SUSAN: Yes. Well, we’ll all go home some day. That’s if you’ll let us.

1ST ELDER: I think I will.

DOCTOR: Most extraordinary. He ran away from me!

SUSAN: (laughs) That must have looked funny. Flip, flap, flip, flap.

DOCTOR: I can assure you he was very mobile, my child. Come along, let’s get into the First Elder’s room. Come along.

DOCTOR: My dear girl, the one purpose in growing old is to accumulate knowledge and wisdom, and to help other people.

SUSAN: So I’m to be treated like a silly little child.

DOCTOR: If you behave like one, yes.

SUSAN: Oh, look, Grandfather. I understand the Sensorites. They’re timid little people. Because their minds and mine can communicate sometimes, they trust me.

DOCTOR: Yes, and I assure you we shall make good use of that fact, but not without discussions. You will not make decisions on your own accord. Now, do you understand? Is that quite clear? Well, is it?

SUSAN: Look, I’m not saying I’m as clever as you, of course I’m not. But I won’t be pushed aside. I’m not a child anymore, Grandfather. I’m not.

DOCTOR: Oh, Susan, Susan.

“One day, I shall come back — yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties. Just go forward in all your beliefs, and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine. Goodbye, Susan, goodbye, my dear.”

“What you need is a jolly good smacked bottom!”

“You know, I am so constantly outwitting the opposition, I tend to forget the delights and satisfaction of the arts, the gentle art of fisticuffs.”

IAN: I have a feeling we're being watched. Haven't you?

DOCTOR: No. No, no, no, no, I can't see any spooks or anything. I don't think so, no. Not particularly, no. I must say that if I lived here and I heard you roaring your head off, I'd probably come down and take a look at you.

IAN: Then take my pen?

DOCTOR: Yes, what if the power's that's got hold of the TARDIS has taken your pen? Of course! Ha ha! Now then, there's something for us to solve. Come along, come along, come along.

“The least important things, sometimes, my dear boy, lead to the greatest discoveries.”

“History sometimes gives us a terrible shock, and that is because we don’t quite fully understand. Why should we? After all, we’re too small to realize its final pattern. Therefore don’t try and judge it from where you stand.”

“Life depends on change, and renewal.”

“I’d like to see a butterfly fit into a chrysalis case after it spreads its wings. Life depends on change, and renewal.”

“There are some corners of the universe which have bred the most terrible things. They must be fought.”

“Our lives are different to anybody else’s. That’s the exciting thing. There’s nobody in the universe can do what we’re doing.”

DOCTOR: You look very nice in that dress, Victoria.

VICTORIA: Thank you. Don't you think it's a bit--

DOCTOR: A bit short? Oh, I shouldn't worry about that. Look at Jamie's.

KLIEG: Yes, yes, I can see that, but how did you know in the first place?

DOCTOR: Oh, I use my own special technique.

KLIEG: Oh really, Doctor? And may we know what that is?

DOCTOR: Keeping my eyes open and my mouth shut.

“Logic, my dear Zoe, merely enables one to be wrong with authority.”

“An unintelligent enemy is far less dangerous than an intelligent one, Jamie. Just act stupid. Do you think you can manage that?”

JAMIE: Well it's simple isn't it? All we've got to do is dig a tunnel through from here to the borehole and catch the seed device thing on it's way down. Well, it was just an idea.

DOCTOR: But Jamie, it's a brilliant idea! It's so simple only you could have thought of it.

JAMIE: Oh. Eh?

“I hate computers and refuse to be bullied by them!”

“Oh, my giddy aunt.”

STEWART: You are giving us a great deal of trouble.

DOCTOR: I'm delighted to hear that.

“You, Sir, are a NITWIT!”

DOCTOR: But I don't exist in your world!

LETHBRIDGE-STEWART: Then you won't feel the bullets when we shoot you.

DOCTOR: How much are they paying you?

ROSSINI: Come, come, Doctor. Gentlemen don't discuss money.

DOCTOR: Nonsense, gentlemen never talk about anything else.

ROSSINI: (Italian) Who the heck are you? Well?

MASTER: I am usually referred to as the Master.

ROSSINI: Oh? Is that so?

MASTER: Universally.

JO: It's all right. I've dealt with it.

DOCTOR: Dealt with it? You've ruined it!

JO: But your bench was on fire.

DOCTOR: Three months delicate work and now look at it, you ham-fisted bun vendor.

JO: But this whole place might have gone up in flames.

DOCTOR: My dear young lady, steady state micro-welding always creates more smoke than fire.

JO: A translucent polyhedron, eight and a half inches in diameter.

(The Doctor grabs the file.)

DOCTOR: Well, that's the Nestene's energy unit. It should never have left this building.

JO: Apparently they wanted it for a special display. The Brigadier signed the authorisation.

DOCTOR: The Brigadier's an idiot!

“Nonsense. What you need, Doctor, as Miss Shaw herself so often remarked, is someone to pass you your test tubes and to tell you how brilliant you are. Miss Grant will fulfil that function admirably.”

“Do you know, Jo, I sometimes think that military intelligence is a contradiction in terms.”

“People who talk about infallibility are usually on very shaky ground.”

CALDWELL: Are you some kind of scientist?

DOCTOR: I'm every kind of scientist.

“Now I'm not going to sit here like a spare lemon waiting for the squeezer.”

“You know, if this got out, you'd be the laughing stock of UNIT. A dream. Really, Doctor, you'll be consulting the entrails of a sheep next.”

HYDE: I feel like the back end of a pantomime horse.

RUTH: Very suitable for a keen young man like you.

HYDE: Eh, come again?

RUTH: Starting at the bottom.

“A flower. One of those little weeds. Just like a daisy, it was. Well, I looked at it for a moment and suddenly I saw it through his eyes. It was simply glowing with life, like a perfectly cut jewel. And the colours? Well, the colours were deeper and richer than you could possibly imagine. Yes, that was the daisiest daisy I'd ever seen.”

“Courage isn’t just a matter of not being frightened, you know. It’s being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway.”

“When you get back to Skaro, you’ll all be national heroes. Everybody’ll want to hear about your adventures. So be careful how you tell that story, will you? Don’t glamourize it. Don’t make war sound like an exciting and thrilling game. Tell them about the members of your mission that will not be returning. Like Maro, Vaber and Marat. Tell them about the fear. Otherwise your people might relish the idea of war. We don’t want that.”

“A straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, but it is by no means the most interesting.”

“I had to face my fear… That was more important than just going on living.”

SARAH JANE: Doctor, you're being childish.

DOCTOR: Well of course I am. There's no point in being grown up if you can't be childish sometimes.

BRIGADIER: A few months ago, the superpowers, Russia, America and China, decided upon a plan to ensure peace. All three powers have hidden atomic missile sites. All three agreed to give details of those sites plus full operational instructions to another neutral country. In the event of trouble, that country could publish everyone's secrets and so cool things down. Well, naturally enough, the only country that could be trusted with such a role was Great Britain.

DOCTOR: Well, naturally, I mean, the rest were all foreigners.

“But the final responsibility is mine, and mine alone. Listen, if someone who knew the future pointed out a child to you and told you that that child would grow up totally evil, to be a ruthless dictator who would destroy millions of lives, could you then kill that child?”

“Just touch these two strands together and the Daleks are finished. Have I that right?”

FORGILL: I underestimated his intelligence, but he underestimated the power of organic crystallography.

LAURENCE: How could you possibly know that?

DOCTOR: Well, you see, Mister Scarman, I have the advantage of being slightly ahead of you. Sometimes behind you, but normally ahead of you.

LAURENCE: I see.

DOCTOR: I'm sure you don't, but it's very nice of you to try.

DOCTOR: The Earth isn't my home, Sarah. I'm a Time Lord.

SARAH JANE: I know you're a Time Lord.

DOCTOR: You don't understand the implications. I'm not a human being. I walk in eternity.

SARAH JANE: What's that supposed to mean?

DOCTOR: It means I've lived for something like seven hundred and fifty years.

SARAH JANE: Oh, you'll soon be middle aged.

“Evil? Your evil is my good. I am Sutekh the Destroyer. Where I tread, I leave nothing but dust and darkness... I find that good!”

DOCTOR: Something's very wrong.

SARAH: Doctor, I don't like it here.

DOCTOR: Something's going on contrary to the laws of the universe. I must find out what.

“No, no, shush, wait, wait. I've seen something like this before. My memory's getting terrible. You know, three hundred years ago I'd have recognised this like a shot.”

DOCTOR: I feel disorientated.

SARAH JANE: This is the Disorientation Centre.

DOCTOR: That makes sense.

“But they lost. You know, the worse the situation, the worse your jokes get.”

DOCTOR: Therefore, if I've guessed correctly about the nature of Helix energy, I should be able to drain it off.

SARAH JANE: But what if you've guessed wrong?

DOCTOR: When did I ever guess wrong about anything?

SARAH JANE: (sotto) Lots of times.

“Chancellor, all presidents are faced with difficult decisions. It is by their decisions that they are judged.”

SPANDRELL: I think you're going to be executed for it. They are preparing the vaporisation chamber now. You have about three hours to live, Doctor.

DOCTOR: What? Well, that's monstrous. Vaporisation without representation is against the constitution.

“The very powerful and the very stupid have one thing in common. They don’t alter their views to fit the facts, they alter the facts to fit their views. Which can be uncomfortable if you happen to be one of the facts that needs altering.”

“Answers are easy. It’s asking the right questions which is hard.”

“I'm the Doctor. Who are you and why are you shooting at me?”

“To the rational mind, nothing is inexplicable; only unexplained.”

LEELA: Doctor, why didn't the helium make your voice go squeaky?

DOCTOR: Because I'm a Time Lord. I've been around, you know. Two hearts, respiratory bypass system. I haven't lived seven hundred and fifty years without learning something.

“You know, you're a classic example of the inverse ratio between the size of the mouth and the size of the brain.”

“Elementary, my dear Litefoot.”

“Silence! You will do as the Doctor instructs, or I will cut out your heart.”

“Sometimes my brilliance astonishes even me.”

“That's the trouble with computers. Always think in black and white. No aquamarines, no blues, no imagination.”

“We Time Lords are a very meticulous people. You have to be when you live as long as we do.”

COLBY: There's a corpse by the wood.

FENDELMAN: What sort of corpse?

COLBY: A dead one. What other sort is there?

“Grinding oppression of the masses is the only policy that pays dividends.”

DOCTOR: Have you ever heard of the Flying Dutchman?

LEELA: No.

DOCTOR: Pity, I've often wanted to know who he was.

“Maybe I am getting too young for this sort of thing.”

“There's no point in further discussion. Discussion is for the wise or the helpless, and I am neither.”

KIMUS: You don't think that's wrong, do you?

DOCTOR: Wrong? It's an economic miracle. Of course it's wrong.

“Would you mind not standing on my chest? My hat's on fire.”

“Optimism. Belief that everything will work out well. Irrational, bordering on insane.”

ROMANA: Yes, they taught me at school how to stop my hearts.

TYSSAN: Hearts? How many have you got?

ROMANA: One for casual, one for best.

DAVROS: I have failed!

DOCTOR: Yes. What does it feel like?

“I suppose the best way to find out where you come from is to find out where you’re going, and then work backwards.”

“I say, what a wonderful butler. He's so violent.”

“Well, to be fair, I did have a couple of gadgets which he probably didn't, like a teaspoon and an open mind.”

“Of course we should interfere. Always do what you’re best at, that’s what I say.”

RIGG: Yes, but who do you work for?

DOCTOR: Work for? I don't work for anybody. I'm just having fun.

SETH: If we don't pay tribute, the Nimon will destroy us.

ROMANA: Sounds like an insecure personality to me.

SETH: He lives in the power complex.

ROMANA: That fits.

DOCTOR: Ha ha! We did it!

K9: Please clarify.

DOCTOR: Well, I just put a lot of spin on the TARDIS, and the asteroid simply sliced us up out of the gravity whirlpool. Oh, you know, K9, sometimes I think I'm wasted just rushing around the universe saving planets from destruction. With a talent like mine, I might have been a great slow bowler.

TEKA: They say he's the only scientist left on Skonnos.

ROMANA: Really? Why is that?

SETH: The great Civil War. Only the army survived.

ROMANA: That sounds like a well-organised war.

“One must always accept the unexpected.”

DOCTOR: First things first?

ROMANA: Exactly.

DOCTOR: But not necessarily in that order.

“We're all basically primeval slime with ideas above its station.”

ROMANA: How did you know?

DOCTOR: Oh, knowing's easy. Everyone does that ad nauseam. I just sort of hope.

“One solid hope's worth a cartload of certainties.”

ADRIC: Will Romana be all right?

DOCTOR: All right? She'll be superb.

“If all the stars were silver, and the sky a giant purse in my fist, I couldn't be happier than I am tonight.”

MASTER: If we do cooperate, there'll be no question of you ever returning to Gallifrey.

DOCTOR: If we don't cooperate, there'll be no question of Gallifrey.

ADRIC: The Earth people use it to beam messages to the stars. The Doctor calls it reiterated invitation to alien intelligences in deep space.

NYSSA: And that's us.

“It's the end. But the moment has been prepared for.”

“That's the trouble with regeneration. You never quite know what you're going to get.”

“There's always something to look at if you open your eyes.”

“What is the one thing evil can not face—not ever? Itself.”

“An apple a day keeps the, er... no, never mind.”

“When did you last have the pleasure of smelling a flower, watching a sunset, eating a well-prepared meal?”

“Now I'll never know if I was right.”

“E-space is another universe. There isn't a taxi service goes back and forth.”

DOCTOR: Look, er, I'm sorry about our argument earlier.

ADRIC: So am I. I over-reacted.

DOCTOR: Do you really want to go home?

ADRIC: No, of course not. There's nothing there for me any more.

DOCTOR: So you've done all these calculations for nothing.

ADRIC: Well, it made a point, didn't it? Besides, who knows? I might change my mind again.

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

“Let me tell you, sir, that I'm in full possession of all my faculties. After all, if I was suffering from amnesia, I'd be the first to know about it, wouldn't I?”

“Oh, I know how many beans make five, Doctor, and you don't have to be a Time Lord to cope with A level maths. It may come as a surprise to you, but I also happen to like teaching.”

KARI: Why won't it move?

DOCTOR: It's controlled by the computer, and the computer's uncontrollable.

“Brigadier, I think our past is catching up on us. Or maybe it's our future.”

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.

“Change, my dear. And it seems not a moment too soon.”

“Regeneration in my case is a swift but volcanic experience. A kind of violent biological eruption in which the body cells are displaced, changed, renewed and rearranged. There are bound to be side-effects.”

PERI: I only hope it believes you.

DOCTOR: Well, if it doesn't, I shall beat it into submission with my charm.

“A hyperactive Peri. Too ghastly to contemplate.”

“You are indeed a worthy opponent. It's what gives your destruction its piquancy.”

PERI: I'm not totally ignorant. What is the noun for a collection of geniuses? A bevy?

DOCTOR: An inspiration of geniuses? I don't know.

“Small though it is, the human brain can be quite effective when working at full efficiency.”

DOCTOR: Your Doctor is an antediluvian fogey. Allowing himself to be captured by the Sontarans. If anything happens to myself as a result of it I will never forgive himself.

PERI: Oh, I do wish you'd stop switching personal pronouns. It'd make it a lot easier to understand what you're talking about.

PERI: And what did it mean, defence alert?

DOCTOR: (sighs) The usual. Floor trips, electronic sensors, death rays, jets of nerve gas. Nothing to worry about.

PERI: Oh, good. I was afraid it might mean something serious.

DOCTOR: May I ask what you're doing here?

ORCINI: You may, but only a fool would expect an answer.

“Well, how do you think I feel? I'm a nine hundred year old Time Lord. Not much dignity in scrambling over a wall like a small boy into an orchard on a scrumping spree.”

GRIGORY: Instant death doesn't bother me. It's the long lingering kind I'm worried about. You forget I'm a doctor. When they slice me open, I'll know the name and function of each organ that plops out.

NATASHA: Well, at least you won't die in ignorance.

“Planets come and go. Stars perish. Matter disperses, coalesces, forms into other patterns, other worlds. Nothing can be eternal.”

PERI: Do you think this wise, Doctor?

DOCTOR: My dear girl, if I stopped to question the wisdom of my actions, I'd never have left Gallifrey.

PERI: Sometimes I wish you hadn't.

“There's nothing you can do to prevent the catharsis of spurious morality.”

“Ah, well… Every dogma has its day.”

“Ah, thank goodness in this regeneration I've regained my impeccable sense of haute couture.”

“Love has never been noted for its rationality.”

BURTON: Oh well, if that is all that is needed, it should be easy. Oh, by the way, can we have space buns and tea afterwards? Or don't they drink tea on Mars?

“Think about me when you're living your life one day after another, all in a neat pattern. Think about the homeless traveller and his old police box, with his days like crazy paving.”

“Do you feel like arguing with a can of deodorant that registers nine on the Richter scale? Run!”

BELAZS: What are you doing here?

DOCTOR: That's a very difficult question. Why is everyone round here so preoccupied with metaphysics?

“Right, freeze! I mean, don't freeze. Stand still and let Mel go.”

“Every great decision creates ripples, like a huge boulder dropped in a lake. The ripples merge and rebound off the banks in unforeseeable ways. The heavier the decision, the larger the waves, the more uncertain the consequences.”

“You can always judge a man by the quality of his enemies.”

“Ace, give me some of that Nitro Nine that you're not carrying.”

MIKE: I found him wandering the streets.

DOCTOR: I was not wandering the streets. I was merely contemplating certain local cartographic anomalies.

ACE: We did good, didn't we?

DOCTOR: Perhaps. Time will tell. It always does.

DAVROS: The Daleks shall become Lords of Time! We shall become all-

DOCTOR: - Powerful. Crush the lesser races. Conquer the galaxy. Unimaginable power. Unlimited rice pudding, et cetera, et cetera.

“Happiness is nothing unless it exists side by side with sadness.”

KANDYMAN: So you trusted me, then, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Of course.

KANDYMAN: Very wise. I am a Kandyman of my word, but now our bargain is over. It's time to kill you.

DOCTOR: I thought you might have said that.

“Hello, I'm the Doctor! I believe you want to kill me.”

“Anybody remotely interesting is mad in some way or another.”

ACE: You're just an aging hippy, Professor.

DOCTOR: There might be something in that, yes.

DOCTOR: Ace, things may get dangerous, so I want you to have this.

ACE: It looks like a piece of chalk.

DOCTOR: It is. I got it from the dartboard.

“The point of archaeology is to carefully recover the past, not disintegrate it.”

JOSIAH: You're so smug and self-satisfied, Doctor.

DOCTOR: I try.

LIGHT: You are endlessly agitating, unceasingly mischievous. Will you never stop?

DOCTOR: I suppose I could. It would make a change.

ACE: Professor. Where's Nimrod?

DOCTOR: Gone to see a man about a god.

“There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, where the sea's asleep, and the rivers dream. People made of smoke, and cities made of song. Somewhere there's danger, somewhere there's injustice, and somewhere else the tea's getting cold. Come on, Ace, we've got work to do!”

ACE: Master? Who's he?

DOCTOR: An evil genius. One of my oldest and deadliest of enemies.

ACE: Do you know any nice people? You know, ordinary people, not power-crazed nutters trying to take over the galaxy?

““It’s mostly a whiff I get. Evil, pure evil. When you’ve been after it as long as I have, it starts to feel like a bad stench in the air. And this city is filled with it.””

““I’m sort of a cosmic environmentalist. I like things to be tidied up and smelling pretty.””

““It’s not just the TARDIS that has relative dimensions, Ace, but the societies that we visit, too.””

“Fear - fear and evil. Can’t you feel it, Ace? It’s in the air… like poison…”

“I'll tell you what, Professor, I'm not crazy about the England I come from, but it's a bloody sight better than this one.”

HEMMINGS: You devil - you cunning little devil!

DOCTOR: Cunning? Well, yes, I have to be sometimes. And as for little, these things are relative, you know. I've been much smaller than this. As a matter of fact, I was once in grave danger of being washed down the plughole. But devil? We make our own devils, and our own hell.

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

“But it was a childish dream that made you a doctor! You dreamt you could hold back death. Isn't that true? Don't be sad, Grace. You'll do great things.”

ELLIE: I don’t quite see why I should be answering questions from an interloper. And anyway, you’re mistaken.

SIXTH DOCTOR: Oh, I’m afraid that won’t wash. I can assure you that if you knew me well enough you’d know that I’m hardly ever mistaken!

“Why is it anywhere I go there are people like you stomping around in shiny boots, pointing guns, and asking stupid questions?”

SIXTH DOCTOR: When it comes down to it I’m a bit of a know-it-all really. Androids, Cybermen, Daleks, Sontarans, Ice warriors, you name it I can quote you chapter and verse. Need I go on?

ELLIE: I have a feeling you’re going to.

FIFTH DOCTOR: Perhaps it’s time we shared out experiences, agreed?

ALL: Agreed

SIXTH DOCTOR: Contact

FIFTH DOCTOR: Contact

SEVENTH DOCTOR: Contact

SIXTH DOCTOR: I think we’d better make ourselves scarce.

SEVENTH DOCTOR: Quick, over here! Argh! You’re on my foot!

SIXTH DOCTOR: Well shift up a bit! For someone so short, you’re taking up a lot of room.

SEVENTH DOCTOR: No comment.

FIFTH DOCTOR: Will you two keep quiet!?

“Best foot forward, Doctors!”

SEVENTH DOCTOR: Do you know, talking to yourself is often thought to be the first sign of madness?

SIXTH DOCTOR: Yes. But a little madness helps, don’t you think?

“Azimendah, you're an android pilot with a spotless record. I'd trust you to fly me stark naked through a cheese grater. It's your show.”

DOCTOR: The King's just died. How very convenient.

TURLOUGH: Not for him.

NYSSA: If we got the TARDIS working properly again, do you think it would stop landing us in danger all the time?

DOCTOR: Oh Nyssa, I do hope not.

ACE: Oh, "No coloured" signs in 1963, "Pakis out" and petrol bombs in my time - now it's the future and it's ethnic cleansing. Nothing changes, does it?

DOCTOR: Forty years ago, Harper wouldn't even have been out of the ordinary. It does change, you know. Never completely, never all at once, but it does.

ACE: But when?

DOCTOR: Are you looking for the butterfly?

ACE: What the one who beats its wings and tips the balance, so the hurricane forms? There isn't one, is there?

DOCTOR: Not often. They just tell the butterflies that to keep them happy.

ACE: I should have known.

DOCTOR: No, mostly they break the butterfly on the wheel of time. But over the decades, the millions of butterflies, the weather still changes somehow. That's time. A million, multi-coloured pieces of time.

ACE: You could turn it all around you know, reach your hand in and just... well, change everything!

DOCTOR: Yes. But then I'm a silly old man, with far too much time in his hands already.

“This is ridiculous! How can you go from plenty of time to running out of time in no time at all?”

DOCTOR: Paul Tanner, congratulations, you're today’s lucky winner. Ace, tell the man what he’s won.

ACE: A complete set of explanations from the Professor here. And you have no idea what a rare and precious thing that is.

DOCTOR: Do you want a dangerous fugitive staying in your flat?

PAUL: Of course not.

DOCTOR: Well then, don’t upset him and he'll be a nice fugitive staying in your flat.

DOCTOR: You might want to break the window first.

WALTER: Doctor!

DOCTOR: After all, if it just bounces off the glass, well, fire-bombing her petunias isn’t much of a statement.

EVELYN: You must have a name.

DOCTOR: Sometimes it seems like I must. At those times I become yet another member of the great Smith clan. Doctor John Smith, in fact. But as I am going to save your life, you can call me The Doctor. And the sooner I get started, the better.

“What would you say if I were to tell you that I once destroyed an entire race? That I have led friends to their deaths, and caused numerous wars? That my intervention has led to peaceful races taking up arms, and good people having their faith or reason destroyed? Or because I failed to act, millions upon millions of people have been enslaved or killed? What if I had done all those things, but had always, always believed I was doing the right thing?”

EVELYN: You seem to have a gift for getting things wrong. 'Miracle of temporal engineering', you said.

DOCTOR: The TARDIS is an exceptionally fine craft!

EVELYN: With a lousy sense of timing. So much for visiting Queen Elisabeth! She doesn’t come to the throne for another three years!

DOCTOR: My dear Doctor Smythe, the universe exists for billions upon billions of years, and is bigger than your human brain can ever dream of comprehending. And it’s not even the only one in existence! To be able to travel to a certain planet, in a certain century, is a feat greater than any your race has ever achieved, and to reach the right city in the right decade, that’s an unbelievably skilled piece of work. And you complain about a mere three years?

EVELYN: Those three years almost got me killed.

“The noble tradition of tit for tat?!”

DOCTOR: Professor Morgan, have you ever heard the expression “only the used key shines”?

MORGAN: What are you talking about?

DOCTOR: Wherever I go in the universe I invariably meet people like you - intelligent, knowledgeable people who, for reasons I can only guess at, reach a point in their lives when they arbitrarily decide to close their minds to anything new. You make it a point of personal pride to scoff, mock, and ridicule anybody who happens to inhabit a larger universe than the one in which you have chosen to imprison yourself - well that’s your business, you may believe I’m talking nonsense and I can’t help what you personally choose to believe, but I do know this - the only way to learn is to keep your mind open to the input of those who are more knowledgeable than yourself.

NYSSA: When you're with the Doctor, time very rapidly becomes relative. But occasionally it feels like a long time

DOCTOR: I trust I haven't been a boring companion?

NYSSA: Anything but!

“So, this is it. The final journey. I had hoped for a while longer, time to prepare. Time’s slipping away from me. Only just arriving, but we’ve already stayed a lifetime. Too many lifetimes. Withering like roses.”

MEL: Alright Doctor, what’s going on?

DOCTOR: I’m sorry Mel.

MEL: What for? Tell me Doctor.

DOCTOR: The year is AD 79. The Roman Empire is under the short-lived rule of Titus. We’re in the city of Pompeii, a prosperous trading centre on the bay of Naples. If you look between the buildings over there, you can see a mountain by the name of Vesuvius.

“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: You see, women... they're not exactly my area. Apart from Tegan, and Nyssa. But they were friends, I was responsible for them -- that wasn't the same.

TURLOUGH: Good friends.

DOCTOR: Then there was Sarah-Jane, of course, and Jo. And Romana, both of her. Zoe and Victoria, Dodo and Vicki, and.. Barbara.

TURLOUGH: And Susan?

DOCTOR: Ah, well of course, she was my granddaughter. Sometimes I feel very old.

“I’ve been too methodical recently, I think. Setting coordinates and things, actually deciding where we want to go. I’ve been getting far too safe and predictable these last few incarnations. Do you know I once traveled for centuries without ever knowing where I’d materialize next?”

“You know, madness is the first sign of talking to yourself.”

DOCTOR: I'm the Doctor, by the way. What's your name?

ROSE: Rose.

DOCTOR: Nice to meet you, Rose. Run for your life!

“Do you know like we were saying about the Earth revolving? It's like when you were a kid. The first time they tell you the world's turning and you just can't quite believe it because everything looks like it's standing still. I can feel it. The turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinning at a thousand miles an hour, and the entire planet is hurtling round the sun at sixty seven thousand miles an hour, and I can feel it. We're falling through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go. That's who I am. Now, forget me, Rose Tyler. Go home.”

CLIVE: The Doctor is a legend woven throughout history. When disaster comes, he's there. He brings the storm in his wake and he has one constant companion.

ROSE: Who's that?

CLIVE: Death.

“ (About the TARDIS) The assembled hordes of Genghis Khan couldn't get through that door, and believe me, they've tried.”

DOCTOR: What do you think? You could stay here, fill your life with work and food and sleep, or you could go anywhere.

ROSE: Is it always this dangerous?

DOCTOR: Yeah.

ROSE: Thanks.

MICKEY: Thanks for what?

ROSE: Exactly.

ROSE: If you are an alien, how comes you sound like you're from the North?

DOCTOR: Lots of planets have a North.

ROSE: You think you're so impressive.

DOCTOR: I am so impressive.

ROSE: You wish.

“You lot, you spend all your time thinking about dying, like you're going to get killed by eggs or beef or global warming or asteroids. But you never take time to imagine the impossible, that maybe you survive. This is the year five point five slash apple slash twenty six. Five billion years in your future, and this is the day- hold on - this is the day the Sun expands. Welcome to the end of the world.”

“The paper's slightly psychic. It shows them whatever I want them to see. Saves a lot of time.”

“I just sort of hitched a lift with this man. I didn't even think about it. I don't even know who he is. He's a complete stranger.”

ROSE: They all speak English.

DOCTOR: No, you just hear English. It's a gift of the TARDIS. The telepathic field, gets inside your brain and translates.

ROSE: It's inside my brain?

DOCTOR: Well, in a good way.

ROSE: Your machine gets inside my head. It gets inside and it changes my mind, and you didn't even ask?

DOCTOR: I didn't think about it like that.

ROSE: That was five billion years ago. So, she's dead now. Five billion years later, my mum's dead.

DOCTOR: Bundle of laughs, you are.

“I was on board another ship once. They said that was unsinkable. I ended up clinging to an iceberg. It wasn't half cold.”

DOCTOR: You think it'll last forever, people and cars and concrete, but it won't. One day it's all gone. Even the sky. My planet's gone. It's dead. It burned like the Earth. It's just rocks and dust before its time.

ROSE: What happened?

DOCTOR: There was a war and we lost.

ROSE: A war with who? What about your people?

DOCTOR: I'm a Time Lord. I'm the last of the Time Lords. They're all gone. I'm the only survivor. I'm left travelling on my own 'cos there's no one else.

ROSE: There's me.

“But, it's like, think about it, though. Christmas. 1860. Happens once, just once and it's gone, it's finished, it'll never happen again. Except for you. You can go back and see days that are dead and gone a hundred thousand sunsets ago. No wonder you never stay still.”

“Now, don't antagonise her. I love a happy medium.”

“Time's in flux, changing every second. Your cozy little world can be rewritten like that. Nothing is safe. Remember that. Nothing.”

ROSE: But it's 1869. How can I die now?

DOCTOR: Time isn't a straight line. It can twist into any shape. You can be born in the twentieth century and die in the nineteenth and it's all my fault. I brought you here.

ROSE: It's not your fault. I wanted to come.

“There are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy. Even for you, Doctor.”

JACKIE: Did you go online and pretend you're a doctor?

DOCTOR: I am a Doctor.

JACKIE: Prove it. Stitch this, mate!

“Nine hundred years of time and space, and I've never been slapped by someone's mother.”

“Every conversation with you just goes mental. There's no one else I can talk to. I've seen all that stuff up there, the size of it, and I can't say a word. Aliens and spaceships and things, and I'm the only person on planet Earth who knows they exist.”

“This is my life, Jackie. It’s not fun, it’s not smart, it’s just standing up and making a decision because nobody else will.”

“You're happy to believe in something that's invisible, but if it's staring you in the face, nope, can't see it. There's a scientific explanation for that. You're thick.”

VAN STATTEN: We're hidden away with the most valuable collection of extra-terrestrial artefacts in the world, and you just stumbled in by mistake.

DOCTOR: Pretty much sums me up, yeah.

VAN STATTEN: I thought you were the great expert, Doctor. If you're so impressive, then why not just reason with this Dalek? It must be willing to negotiate. There must be something it needs. Everything needs something.

DOCTOR: What's the nearest town?

VAN STATTEN: Salt Lake City.

DOCTOR: Population?

VAN STATTEN: One million.

DOCTOR: All dead. If the Dalek gets out, it'll murder every living creature. That's all it needs.

VAN STATTEN: But why would it do that?

DOCTOR: Because it honestly believes they should die. Human beings are different, and anything different is wrong. It's the ultimate in racial cleansing and you, Van Statten, you've let it loose!

DOCTOR: The Daleks have failed! Why don't you finish the job and make the Daleks extinct. Rid the Universe of your filth. Why don't you just die?

DALEK: You would make a good Dalek.

DOCTOR: Your race is dead! You all burnt, all of you. Ten million ships on fire. The entire Dalek race wiped out in one second.

DALEK: You lie!

DOCTOR: I watched it happen. I made it happen.

“Time travel is like visiting Paris. You can't just read the guidebook. You've got to throw yourself in! Eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers! Or is that just me?”

WYSE: Were you in the war?

DOCTOR: I’ve been in many wars. Far too many.

DOCTOR: I’ve always wondered. Why isn’t “phonetic” spelt with an “F”?

ROSE: I can teach you how to spell “Doctor” with an “F”.

DOCTOR: Do you know how long you can knock around space without happening to bump into Earth?

ROSE: Five days? Or is that just when we're out of milk?

DOCTOR: Of all the species in all the Universe and it has to come out of a cow.

“You know, one day, just one day, maybe, I'm going to meet someone who gets the whole ‘don't wander off’ thing. Nine hundred years of phone box travel, it's the only thing left to surprise me.”

“Amazing. 1941. Right now, not very far from here, the German war machine is rolling up the map of Europe. Country after country, falling like dominoes. Nothing can stop it. Nothing. Until one, tiny, damp little island says no. No. Not here. A mouse in front of a lion. You're amazing, the lot of you. Don't know what you do to Hitler, but you frighten the hell out of me. Off you go then do what you've got to do. Save the world.”

DOCTOR: Mister Spock?

ROSE: What was I supposed to say? You don't have a name. Don't you ever get tired of Doctor? Doctor who?

DOCTOR: Nine centuries in, I'm coping.

“Funny little human brains. How do you get around in those things?”

DOCTOR: Relax, he's a fifty first century guy. He's just a bit more flexible when it comes to dancing.

ROSE: How flexible?

DOCTOR: Well, by his time, you lot have spread out across half the galaxy.

ROSE: Meaning?

DOCTOR: So many species, so little time.

ROSE: What, that's what we do when we get out there? That's our mission? We seek new life, and, and-

DOCTOR: Dance.

“Everybody lives, Rose. Just this once, everybody lives!”

IDRIS: The Lord Mayor says thank you for popping by. She'd love to have a chat, but, er, she's up to her eyes in paperwork. Perhaps if you could make an appointment for next week?

DOCTOR: She's climbing out of the window, isn't she?

IDRIS: Yes, she is.

DOCTOR: You let one of them go, but that's nothing new. Every now and then, a little victim's spared because she smiled, because he's got freckles, because they begged. And that's how you live with yourself. That's how you slaughter millions. Because once in a while, on a whim, if the wind's in the right direction, you happen to be kind.

MARGARET: Only a killer would know that. Is that right? From what I've seen, your funny little happy go lucky little life leaves devastation in its wake. Always moving on because you dare not look back. Playing with so many peoples lives, you might as well be a god. And you're right, Doctor. You're absolutely right. Sometimes you let one go. Let me go.

“Rose Tyler. I was going take you to so many places. Barcelona. Not the city Barcelona, the planet Barcelona. You'd love it. Fantastic place. They've got dogs with no noses. Imagine how many times a day you end up telling that joke, and it's still funny.”

“I... have got... a mole. I can feel it. Between my shoulder blades, there's a mole. That's all right. Love the mole.”

DOCTOR: Now, first things first. Be honest. How do I look?

ROSE: Umm... different.

DOCTOR: Good different or bad different?

ROSE: Just...different.

DOCTOR: Am I... ginger?

ROSE: No, you're just sort of... brown.

DOCTOR: Aw, I wanted to be ginger! I've never been ginger!

“Well, you could do that. Yeah, you could do that. Of course you could. But why? Look at these people, these human beings. Consider their potential! From the day they arrive on the planet, blinking, step into the sun, there is more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than-- no, hold on. Sorry, that's The Lion King. But the point still stands. Leave them alone!”

JACKIE: Well, I reckon you're mad, the pair of you. It's like you go looking for trouble.

DOCTOR: Trouble's just the bits-in-between! It's all waiting out there, Jackie. And it's brand new to me-- all those planets and creatures and horizons! I haven't seen them yet, not with these eyes. And it is gonna be... fantastic!

“I'm going to get killed by a Christmas tree!”

DOCTOR: My head! I'm having a neuron implosion. I need-

JACKIE: What do you need?

DOCTOR: I need-

JACKIE: Say it. Tell me, tell me, tell me.

DOCTOR: I need-

JACKIE: Painkillers?

DOCTOR: I need-

JACKIE: Do you need aspirin?

DOCTOR: I need-

JACKIE: Codeine? Paracetamol? Oh, I don't know, Pepto-Bismol?

DOCTOR: I need-

JACKIE: Liquid paraffin. Vitamin C? Vitamin D? Vitamin E?

DOCTOR: I need-

JACKIE: Is it food? Something simple. Bowl of soup. A nice bowl of soup? Soup and a sandwich? Soup and a little ham sandwich?

DOCTOR: I need you to shut up!

LLEWELLYN: You seem to be talking about aliens as a matter of fact.

HARRIET: There's an Act of Parliament banning my autobiography.

“You can tell the President, and please use these exact words, he's not my boss, and he's certainly not turning this into a war.”

“Tea. Like we're having a picnic while the world comes to an end. Very British.”

“I don't know! See, there's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I just don't know. I literally do not know who I am. It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right handed? Left handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I've certainly got a gob.”

“You said yourself, Doctor, they'd go back to the stars and tell others about the Earth. I'm sorry, Doctor, but you're not here all the time. You come and go. It happened today. Mister Llewellyn and the Major, they were murdered. They died right in front of me while you were sleeping. In which case we have to defend ourselves.”

“You want weapons? We’re in a library! Books! The best weapons in the world!”

DOCTOR: Hello, Sarah Jane.

SARAH JANE: [softly] It's you. Doctor. Oh, my God, it's you, isn't it? [realizing] You've regenerated.

DOCTOR: Oh. Half a dozen times since we last met.

SARAH JANE: You look.... incredible.

DOCTOR: So do you.

SARAH JANE: Hm. I got old. What are you doing here?

DOCTOR: Well. UFO sighting. School gets record results. I couldn't resist. What about you?

SARAH JANE: Same.

DOCTOR: I don't age. I regenerate. But humans decay; you wither and you die. Imagine watching that happen to someone that you-- [breaks off]

ROSE: What, Doctor?

DOCTOR: You can spend the rest of your life with me, but I can't spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on. Alone. That's the curse of the Time Lords.

“Correctamundo! A word I have never used before and hopefully never will again.”

“So, physics. Physics, eh? Physics. Physics. Physics! Physics. Physics, physics, physics, physics, physics, physics, physics. I hope one of you is getting all this down.”

“The monsters and the Doctor. It seems you cannot have one without the other.”

“Human race. For such an intelligent lot, you aren't half susceptible. Give anyone a chance to take control, and you submit. Sometimes I think you like it. Easy life.”

DOCTOR: (talking about the TARDIS) I don't know what is wrong with her, she's sort of... queasy, indigestion... like she didn't want to land.

ROSE: (deadpan) Well if you think that's gonna be trouble, we can always get back inside and go somewhere else.

(The Doctor and Rose laugh.)

DOCTOR: Hmm, there it is again. That itch. Go down, go down, go down, go down, go down.

IDA: The urge to jump. Do you know where it comes from, that sensation? Genetic heritage. Ever since we were primates in the trees. It's our body's way of testing us. Calculating whether or not we can reach the next branch.

DOCTOR: No, that's not it. That's too kind. It's not the urge to jump. It's deeper than that. It's the urge to fall.

DOCTOR: (with Rose on an alien planet) How long are you going to stay with me?

ROSE: Forever.

“This is not war – this is pest control!”

ROSE: (breaking down) Am I ever gonna see you again?

DOCTOR: You can't.

ROSE: What are you gonna do?

DOCTOR: Oh, I've got the TARDIS. Same old life, last of the Time Lords.

ROSE: On your own?

[The Doctor nods his head]

ROSE: I... I love you.

DOCTOR: Quite right, too. And I suppose, if it's my last chance to say it... Rose Tyler...

CHARLEY: I'm alright. What was that?

DOCTOR: Something very large landing on the houses across the street.

CHARLEY: Yes, but what very large something?

DOCTOR: I shall find out using my super-Time-Lord-powers of "looking out of the window."

DONNA: I'm in my wedding dress!

DOCTOR: Yes, you look lovely! Come on!

“I've seen entire species destroyed, civilisations left in ruins. I've witnessed solar systems vanish in the twinkling of an eye. I've seen things that would freeze your blood. So don't threaten me, don't ever threaten me.”

DOCTOR: Is this London?

TODD HULBERT: Yes. I used to be based in Ipswich. But when somebody’s come half way across the galaxy for a business lunch, they don’t want to have it in Ipswich.

DOCTOR: Understandable.

“Oh, you should have seen it, that old planet. The second sun would rise in the south, and the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver, and when they caught the light every morning, it looked like a forest on fire. When the autumn came, the breeze would blow through the branches like a song.”

“There was a war. A Time War. The last Great Time War. My people fought a race called the Daleks, for the sake of all creation. And they lost. They lost. Everyone lost. They're all gone now. My family, my friends, even that sky. Oh, you should have seen it, that old planet. The second sun would rise in the south, and the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver, and when they caught the light every morning, it looked like a forest on fire. When the autumn came, the breeze would blow through the branches like a song.”

“Some people live more in 20 years than others do in 80. It’s not the time that matters, it’s the person.”

“I’m old enough to know that a longer life isn’t always a better one. In the end, you just get tired; tired of the struggle, tired of losing everyone that matters to you, tired of watching everything you love turn to dust. If you live long enough, Lazarus, the only certainty left is that you’ll end up alone.”

“My father Sidney was a watchmaker from Nottingham, and my mother Verity was, er. Well, she was a nurse, actually.”

“You had to, didn't you? You had to go and fall in love with a human, and it wasn't me.”

LATIMER: He's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night and the storm in the heart of the sun.

DOCTOR: Stop it.

LATIMER: He's ancient and forever. He burns at the centre of time and he can see the turn of the universe.

DOCTOR: Stop it! I said stop it.

LATIMER: And he's wonderful.

“He never raised his voice. That was the worst thing. The fury of the Time Lord. And then we discovered why. Why this Doctor, who had fought with gods and demons, why he'd run away from us and hidden. He was being kind.”

“Answer me this. Just one question, that's all. If the Doctor had never visited us, if he'd never chosen this place, on a whim, would anybody here have died?”

“They're coming. They're coming for you, but listen, your life could depend on this. Don't blink. Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead. They are fast, faster than you can believe. Don't turn your back, don't look away, and don't blink. Good luck.”

BILLY: It was raining when we met.

SALLY: It's the same rain.

SALLY: They're mine.

LARRY: What?

SALLY: The DVDs on the list. The seventeen DVDs. What they've got in common is me. They're all the DVDs I own. The Easter Egg was intended for me.

LARRY: You've only got seventeen DVDs?

“People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey... stuff.”

SALLY: I love old things. They make me feel sad.

KATHY: What's good about sad?

SALLY: It's happy for deep people.

DOCTOR: I love biographies.

DONNA: Yeah, very you. Always a death at the end.

DOCTOR: You need a good death. Without death, there'd only be comedies. Dying gives us size.

“I never land on Sundays. Sundays are boring.”

“Oh, I'm thick! Look at me, I'm old and thick. Head's too full of stuff. I need a bigger head.”

RIVER: Got a problem with archaeologists?

DOCTOR: I'm a time traveller. I point and laugh at archaeologists.

RIVER: Ah. Professor River Song, archaeologist.

“Almost every species in the universe has an irrational fear of the dark. But they're wrong, because it's not irrational. It's Vashta Nerada.”

RIVER: Sorry, you're not allowed to see inside the book. It's against the rules.

DOCTOR: What rules?

RIVER: Your rules.

“He hasn't met me yet. I sent him a message, but it went wrong. It arrived too early. This is the Doctor in the days before he knew me. And he looks at me, he looks right through me and it shouldn't kill me, but it does.”

“Listen, all you need to know is this. I'd trust that man to the end of the universe. And actually, we've been.”

“You know when you see a photograph of someone you know, but it's from years before you knew them. and it's like they're not quite finished. They're not done yet. Well, yes, the Doctor's here. He came when I called, just like he always does. But not my Doctor. Now my Doctor, I've seen whole armies turn and run away. And he'd just swagger off back to his TARDIS and open the doors with a snap of his fingers. The Doctor in the TARDIS. Next stop, everywhere.”

“Wait, no, just hang on. So this isn't the real me? This isn't my real body? But I've been dieting!”

“Don't play games with me. You just killed someone I liked. That is not a safe place to stand. I'm the Doctor, and you're in the biggest library in the universe. Look me up.”

DOCTOR: Why am I handcuffed? Why do you even have handcuffs?

RIVER: Spoilers.

“Funny thing is, this means you've always known how I was going to die. All the time we've been together, you knew I was coming here. The last time I saw you, the real you, the future you, I mean, you turned up on my doorstep, with a new haircut and a suit. You took me to Darillium to see the Singing Towers. What a night that was. The Towers sang, and you cried.”

RIVER: If you die here, it'll mean I've never met you.

DOCTOR: Time can be rewritten.

RIVER: Not those times. Not one line. Don't you dare. It's okay. It's okay. It's not over for you. You'll see me again. You've got all of that to come. You and me, time and space. You watch us run.

DOCTOR: River, you know my name. You whispered my name in my ear. There's only one reason I would ever tell anyone my name. There's only one time I could.

RIVER: Hush, now. Spoilers.

DONNA: I made up the perfect man. Gorgeous, adores me, and hardly able to speak a word. What's that say about me?

DOCTOR: Everything. Sorry, did I say everything? I meant to say nothing. I was aiming for nothing. I accidentally said everything.

“When you run with the Doctor, it feels like it will never end. But however hard you try, you can't run forever. Everybody knows that everybody dies, and nobody knows it like the Doctor. But I do think that all the skies of all the worlds might just turn dark, if he ever, for one moment, accepts it.”

“Taking a big space truck with a bunch of strangers across a diamond planet called Midnight? What could possibly go wrong?”

“We must not look at goblin men. We must not buy their fruits. Who knows upon what soil they fed, their hungry, thirsty roots?”

“Sometimes I think there's way too much coincidence around you, Donna. I met you once, then I met your grandfather, then I met you again! In the whole wide universe, I met you for a second time! It's like something's binding us together.”

ROSE: He was a Time Lord. Last of his kind.

DONNA: But if he was so special, what was he doing with me?

ROSE: He thought you were brilliant.

DONNA: Don't be stupid.

ROSE: But you are. It just took the Doctor to show you that, simply by being with him. He did the same to me. To everyone he touches.

“No broken bones. Slight loss of dignity. No change there then.”

“Time Lords are the stuff of legend. They belong in the myths and whispers of the Higher Species. You cannot possibly exist.”

“Donna. I'm a human being. Maybe not the stuff of legend but every bit as important as Time Lords, thank you.”

“He is coming, the threefold man. He dances in the lonely places. Oh, creator of us all, the Doctor is coming. Tee hee hee hee”

“My vision is not impaired.”

HARRIET: Harriet Jones, former Prime Minister.

JACK: Yeah, I know who you are.

SARAH: Only, excuse me, Harriet, but. Well, the thing is, if you're looking for the Doctor, didn't he depose you?

HARRIET: He did. And I've wondered about that for a long time, whether I was wrong. But I stand by my actions to this day, because I knew, I knew that one day, the Earth would be in danger, and the Doctor would fail to appear. I told him so myself, and he didn't listen.

HARRIET: Harriet Jones. Former Prime Minister.

DALEK: Yes, we know who you are.

HARRIET: Oh, you know nothing of any human, and that will be your downfall.

DALEK: Exterminate.

“Your voice is different, and yet its arrogance is unchanged. Welcome to my new Empire Doctor. It is only fitting that you should bear witness to the resurrection and the triumph of Davros, lord and creator of the Dalek race.”

DOCTOR: Sarah Jane said they were taking the people. What for? Think, Donna. When you met Rose in that parallel world, what did she say?

DONNA: Just, the darkness is coming.

DOCTOR: Anything else?

DONNA: Why don't you ask her yourself?

JACK: Here we go. Good luck, Doctor.

DONNA: Will someone please tell me what is going on?.

ROSE: When he's dying, his er, his body, it repairs itself. It changes. But you can't!

DOCTOR: I'm sorry, it's too late. I'm regenerating.

“Detonate the Reality Bomb!”

“Jackie Tyler, Rose's mum. Now where the hell is my daughter?”

DOCTOR: You see? Used the regeneration energy to heal myself, but soon as I was done, I didn't need to change. I didn't want to. Why would I? Look at me. So, to stop the energy going all the way, I siphoned off the rest into a handy bio-matching receptacle, namely my hand. My hand there. My handy spare hand. Remember? Christmas Day, Sycorax. Lost my hand in a sword fight? That's my hand. What do you think?

ROSE: You're still you?

DOCTOR: I'm still me.

“Halt! Sonst werden wir Sie exterminieren! Sie sind jetzt ein Gefangener der Daleks”

ROSE: Basically, we've been building this, er, this travel machine, this, this er, dimension cannon, so I could. Well, so I could-

DOCTOR: What?

ROSE: So I could come back. Shut up.

“Last time we fought the Daleks, they were scavengers and hybrids, and mad. But this is a fully-fledged Dalek Empire, at the height of its power. Experts at fighting TARDISes, they can do anything. Right now, that wooden door is just wood.”

“It's been good, though, hasn't it? All of us. All of it. Everything we did. (to Donna) You were brilliant. (to Jack) And you were brilliant. (to Rose) And you were brilliant. Blimey.”

“Is that what Time Lords do? Lop a bit off, grow another one? You're like worms.”

METACRISIS DOCTOR: No, no, no, no, no. I'm unique. Never been another like me. Because all that regeneration energy went into the hand. Look at my hand. I love that hand. But then you touched it. Wham! Shush. Instantaneous biological metacrisis. I grew out of you. Still, could be worse.

DONNA: Oi, watch it, spaceman.

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Oi, watch it, Earth girl. Ooo. I sound like you. I sound all, all sort of rough.

DONNA: Oi!

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Oi!

DONNA: Oi!

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Spanners. Shush. I must have picked up a bit of your voice, that's all. Is it? Did I? No. Oh, you are kidding me. No way. One heart. I've only got one heart. This body has got only one heart.

DONNA: What, like you're human?

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Oh, that's disgusting.

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Because you're special.

DONNA: Oh, I keep telling you, I'm not.

METACRISIS DOCTOR: No, but you are. Oh. You really don't believe that, do you? I can see, Donna, what you're thinking. All that attitude, all that lip, all this time you think you're not worth it.

DONNA: Stop it.

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Shouting at the world because no one's listening. Well, why should they?

DONNA: Doctor? Stop it.

METACRISIS DOCTOR: But look at what you did. No, it's more than that. It's like we were always heading for this. You came to the TARDIS. And you found me again. Your granddad. Your car. Donna, your car. You parked your car right where the TARDIS was going land. That's not coincidence at all! We've been blind. Something's been drawing us together for such a long time.

DONNA: But you're talking like destiny. There's no such thing. Is there?

METACRISIS DOCTOR: It's still not finished. It's like the pattern's not complete. The strands are still drawing together. But heading for what?

“This I have foreseen, in the wild and the wind. The Doctor will be here as witness, at the end of everything. The Doctor and his precious Children of Time. And one of them will die.”

“Across the entire universe. Never stopping, never faltering, never fading. People and planets and stars will become dust, and the dust will become atoms, and the atoms will become nothing. And the wavelength will continue, breaking through the Rift at the heart of the Medusa Cascade into every dimension, every parallel, every single corner of creation. This is my ultimate victory, Doctor! The destruction of reality itself!”

JACK: Just my luck. I climb through two miles of ventilation shafts, chasing life signs on this thing, and who do I find? Mickey Mouse.

MICKEY: You can talk, Captain Cheesecake.

ROSE: She's good.

MARTHA: Who's that?

ROSE: My name's Rose. Rose Tyler.

MARTHA: Oh, my God. He found you.

DAVROS: Impossible. That face. After all these years.

SARAH: Davros. It's been quite a while. Sarah Jane Smith. Remember?

DAVROS: Oh, this is meant to be. The circle of time is closing. You were there on Skaro at the very beginning of my creation.

SARAH: And I've learnt how to fight since then.

“The man who abhors violence, never carrying a gun. But this is the truth, Doctor. You take ordinary people and you fashion them into weapons. Behold your Children of Time. Transformed into murderers. I made the Daleks, Doctor. You made this.”

“The Doctor. The man who keeps running, never looking back because he dare not, out of shame. This is my final victory, Doctor. I have shown you yourself.”

“The final prophecy is in place. The Doctor and his children, all gathered as witnesses. Supreme Dalek, the time has come. Now, detonate the Reality Bomb!”

“Stand witness, Time Lord. Stand witness, humans. Your strategies have failed, your weapons are useless, and. Oh. The end of the universe has come.”

“Mmm, closing all Z-neutrino relay loops using an internalised synchronous back-feed reversal loop. That button there.”

DONNA: Phwor. Macrotransmission of a K-filter wavelength blocking Dalek weaponry in a self-replicating energy blindfold matrix.

DOCTOR: How did you work that out? You're-

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Time Lord. Part Time Lord.

DONNA: Part human. Oh, yes. That was a two-way biological metacrisis. Half Doctor, half Donna.

DOCTOR: The Doctor Donna. Just like the Ood said, remember? They saw it coming. The Doctor Donna.

“Because you two were just Time Lords, you dumbos, lacking that little bit of human. That gut instinct that comes hand in hand with Planet Earth. I can think of ideas you two couldn't dream of in a million years. Ah, the universe has been waiting for me. Now, let's send that trip switch all over the ship. Did I ever tell you, best temp in Chiswick? Hundred words per minute.”

SARAH: So there's three of you?

ROSE: Three Doctors?

JACK: I can't tell you what I'm thinking right now.

“I saw the Daleks. What we have done, throughout time and space, I saw the truth of us, Creator, and I decreed, no more!”

DOCTOR: Davros? Come with me. I promise I can save you.

DAVROS: Never forget, Doctor, you did this. I name you. Forever, you are the Destroyer of Worlds!

DOCTOR: Tell me, Gwen Cooper, are you from an old Cardiff family?

GWEN: Yes, all the way back to the eighteen hundreds.

DOCTOR: Ah, thought so. Spatial genetic multiplicity.

ROSE: Oh, yeah.

DOCTOR: Yeah, it's a funny old world.

MR SMITH: I regret I will need remote access to TARDIS base code numerals.

DOCTOR: Oh, blimey, that's going to take a while.

SARAH: No, no, no. Let me. K9, out you come!

K9: Affirmative, Mistress.

DOCTOR: Oh! Oh ho! Oh, good dog!

“Now then, you lot. Sarah, hold that down. Mickey, you hold that. Because you know why this TARDIS always is always rattling about the place? Rose? That, there. It's designed to have six pilots, and I have to do it single handed. Martha, keep that level. But not any more. Jack, there you go. Steady that. Now we can fly this thing. No, Jackie. No, no. Not you. Don't touch anything. Just stand back. Like it's meant to be flown. We've got the Torchwood Rift looped around the TARDIS by Mister Smith, and we're going to fly Planet Earth back home. Right then. Off we go!”

“ (To the Doctor) You know, you act like such a lonely man. But look at you. You've got the biggest family on Earth.”

“ (To Martha) You know, I'm not sure about UNIT these days. Maybe there's something else you could be doing?”

JACKIE: Oh, fat lot of good this is. Back of beyond. Bloody Norway? I'm going to have to phone your father. He's on the nursery run. I was pregnant, do you remember? Had a baby boy.

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Oh, brilliant. What did you call him?

JACKIE: Doctor.

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Really?

JACKIE: No, you plum. He's called Tony.

METACRISIS DOCTOR: I'm part human. Specifically, the aging part. I'll grow old and never regenerate. I've only got one life, Rose Tyler. I could spend it with you, if you want.

ROSE: You'll grow old at the same time as me?

METACRISIS DOCTOR: Together.

ROSE: All right. Both of you, answer me this. When I last stood on this beach, on the worst day of my life, what was the last thing you said to me? Go on, say it.

DOCTOR: I said, Rose Tyler.

ROSE: Yeah, and how was that sentence going to end?

DOCTOR: Does it need saying?

“Brilliant! Fantastic! Molto bene! Great big universe, packed into my brain. You know you could fix that chameleon circuit if you just tried hotbinding the fragment links and superseding the binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary, binary. (gasp) I'm fine. Nah, never mind Felspoon. You know who I'd like to meet? Charlie Chaplin. I bet he's great, Charlie Chaplin. Shall we do that? Shall we go and see Charlie Chaplin? Shall we? Charlie Chaplin? Charlie Chester. Charlie Brown. No, he's fiction. Friction, fiction, fixing, mixing, Rickston, Brixton.”

DOCTOR: There's never been a human Time Lord metacrisis before now. And you know why.

DONNA: Because there can't be.

“I was going to be with you forever. The rest of my life, travelling in the TARDIS. The Doctor Donna. No. Oh my god. I can't go back. Don't make me go back. Doctor, please, please don't make me go back.”

DOCTOR: Donna. Oh, Donna Noble. I am so sorry. But we had the best of times.

DONNA: No.

DOCTOR: The best. Goodbye.

DONNA: No, no, no. Please. Please. No. No.

DOCTOR: I had to wipe her mind completely. Every trace of me, or the TARDIS, anything we did together, anywhere we went, had to go.

WILF: All those wonderful things she did.

DOCTOR: I know. But that version of Donna is dead. Because if she remembers, just for a second, she'll burn up. You can never tell her. You can't mention me or any of it for the rest of her life.

SYLVIA: But the whole world's talking about it. We travelled across space.

DOCTOR: It'll just be a story. One of those Donna Noble stories, where she missed it all again.

WILF: But she was better with you.

“I just want you to know there are worlds out there, safe in the sky because of her. That there are people living in the light, and singing songs of Donna Noble, a thousand million light years away. They will never forget her, while she can never remember. And for one moment, one shining moment, she was the most important woman in the whole wide universe.”

“Every night, Doctor, when it gets dark, and the stars come out, I'll look up on her behalf. I'll look up at the sky, and think of you.”

WILF: Oh, Doctor? What about you now? Who've you got? I mean, all those friends of yours.

DOCTOR: They've all got someone else. Still, that's fine. I'm fine.

“Lucie, there's a lot of darkness out there. Some of it where Orbis used to be. But you know something? We wouldn't notice any of it if it weren't for all those little pinpricks of light; planets and stars. And that's where I go whenever I feel sad. The next bit of light in the darkness. Keep on moving. Never look back. Well, hardly ever.”

“It's weird. It's just different. It's not men, it's just him. It's only him. And I don't even know what it is, really, so. So I'm not broadcasting it.”

“There's one thing I always meant to ask Jack. Back in the old days, I wanted to know about that Doctor of his. The man who appears out of nowhere and saves the world. Except sometimes he doesn't. All those times in history when there was no sign of him, I wanted to know why not. But I don't need to ask any more. I know the answer now. Sometimes the Doctor must look at this planet and turn away in shame.”

“I don’t want to go.”

“I'm the Doctor. Do everything I tell you, don't ask stupid questions, and don't wander off.”

DOCTOR: You know when grown-ups tell you everything's going to be fine and you think they're probably lying to make you feel better?

AMELIA: Yes.

DOCTOR: Everything's going to be fine.

“Geronimo!”

AMY: You're worse than my aunt.

DOCTOR: I'm the Doctor. I'm worse than everybody's aunt.

“Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically, run.”

“All of time and space, everything that ever happened or ever will. Where do you want to start?”

AMY: I'm fine. It's just, there's a whole world in here, just like you said. It's all true. I thought. Well, I started to think that maybe you were just like a madman with a box.

DOCTOR: Amy Pond, there's something you'd better understand about me, because it's important, and one day your life may depend on it. I am definitely a madman with a box.

“I've got pictures of all your faces. You never show up in the right order, though. I need the spotter's guide.”

DOCTOR: The writing, the graffiti. Old High Gallifreyan. The lost language of the Time Lords. There were days, there were many days, these words could burn stars and raise up empires, and topple gods.

AMY: What does it say?

DOCTOR: Hello, sweetie.

“Like I said on the dancefloor, you might want to find something to hang on to.”

DOCTOR: Parked us? We haven't landed.

RIVER: Of course we've landed. I just landed her.

DOCTOR: But, it didn't make the noise.

RIVER: What noise?

DOCTOR: You know, the (wheezing).

RIVER: It's not supposed to make that noise. You leave the brakes on.

DOCTOR: Yeah, well, it's a brilliant noise. I love that noise.