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.

“The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don’t always spoil the good things or make them unimportant.”

“We’re all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?”

“Because every time you see them happy you remember how sad they’re going to be. And it breaks your heart. Because what’s the point in them being happy if they’re going to be sad later? The answer is, of course, because they are going to be sad later.”

“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.”

“In 900 years of time and space, I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important.”

“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.”

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

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

“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: We did good, didn't we?

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

DOCTOR: I feel disorientated.

SARAH JANE: This is the Disorientation Centre.

DOCTOR: That makes sense.

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.

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.

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

“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.”

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

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

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

“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.”

“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.”

“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.”

“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.”

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 walked away from the last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords.

I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained.

No time. No space. Just me.

I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a mad man.

I've watched universes freeze and creations burn. I've seen things you wouldn't believe. I have lost things you will never understand.

And I know things. Secrets that must never be told. Knowledge that must never be spoken. Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze.

So come on, then. Take it! Take it all, baby! Have it! You have it all!

“Good evening. I'm a Lizard Woman from the Dawn of Time, and this is my wife.”

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!

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

“Oh! Pssh! They are not time travellers. Excuse me. Time travellers are great. Like the best. Like, wow. This lot just bimble.”

DOCTOR: There was a goblin, or a trickster, or a warrior. A nameless, terrible thing, soaked in the blood of a billion galaxies. The most feared being in all the cosmos. And nothing could stop it, or hold it, or reason with it. One day it would just drop out of the sky and tear down your world.

AMY: How did it end up in there?

DOCTOR: You know fairy tales. A good wizard tricked it.

RIVER: I hate good wizards in fairy tales. They always turn out to be him.

“Sorry, sorry, dropped it. Hello, Stonehenge! Who takes the Pandorica, takes the universe. But bad news, everyone, because guess who? Ha! Listen, you lot, you're all whizzing about. It's really very distracting. Could you all just stay still a minute because I am talking! The question of the hour is, who's got the Pandorica? Answer, I do. Next question. Who's coming to take it from me? Come on! Look at me. No plan, no back up, no weapons worth a damn. Oh, and something else. I don't have anything to lose! So, if you're sitting up there in your silly little spaceship, with all your silly little guns, and you've got any plans on taking the Pandorica tonight, just remember who's standing in your way. Remember every black day I ever stopped you, and then, and then, do the smart thing. Let somebody else try first.”

RORY: What did you mean? What you said to Amy. There's a worst day coming for you.

RIVER: When I first met the Doctor, a long, long time ago, he knew all about me. Think about that. An impressionable young girl and, suddenly this man just drops out of the sky and he's clever and mad and wonderful, and knows every last thing about her. Imagine what that does to a girl.

RORY: I don't really have to.

RIVER: The trouble is, it's all back to front. My past is his future. We're travelling in opposite directions. Every time we meet, I know him more, he knows me less. I live for the days when I see him, but I know that every time I do, he'll be one step further away. And the day is coming when I'll look into that man's eyes, my Doctor, and he won't have the faintest idea who I am. And I think it's going to kill me.

HELEN: Sorry, you know the Doctor?

RIVER: Intimately. What’s he come as? The magician, the spiv, or the geography teacher?

“Years ago, when we lost Sarah-Jane, it felt like the story was over. And it was. But there are always other stories to be told. There are always more wonders to see, more friendships to make, and more injustices to be fought. Like Sarah-Jane always said.. Life on Earth is an adventure too. And it’s an adventure that never ends.”

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

CRAIG: Has anyone ever told you that you're a bit weird?

DOCTOR: They never really stop.

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

“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.”

“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.”

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

LEELA: You have heightened olfactory senses?

ROMANA: Yes, I think so. Woah! They’re so strong! Each breath is like a blade in my breast! Clean, and sharp!

LEELA: Do I always speak in such plaintive metaphor?

ROMANA: It has a certain unpolished charm, does it not?

LEELA: I was so alone in the world of dreams when you left… The wildlands were dark and so quiet. I… I do not wish to be alone.

ROMANA: There will be a place for you with me. For always. Whatever face I wear.

RACHEL: Something terrible's got into you, but please. You belong with us.

IAN: Always. We're a team Allison.

TOBY: And we're never letting go.

RACHEL: Counter-Measures has proved it has a purpose, but you can't tackle mysteries of this nature with a handful of squaddies and a couple of scientists on loan. This operation needs to be properly funded, properly resourced. We need our own HQ!

TOBY: We, Doctor Jensen?

ALLISON: Rachel?

RACHEL: If you can provide adequate facilities allowing me to continue my work on site, as it were...

TOBY: Ah, I think that can be arranged.

RACHEL: Then yes. Yes, I suppose it would be sensible for me to be involved on a more permanent basis.

ALLISON: Fantastic!

IAN: Welcome aboard, Rachel.

RAYO: You could always help me feed the chickens if you like

NARVIN: Feed… chickens…? Right! Yes, of course. Happy to. Um… what am I meant to do exactly?

RAYO: Here, take a handful of seed. That’s it. now just scatter it in front of the coops. They’ll come to you

NARVIN: Right. (clears throat) Here, chicky chicky chicky!

RAYO: What are you doing?

NARVIN: Feeding them?

RAYO: Yeah, but… that noise you just made? What was that?

NARVIN: I thought that… perhaps… the chickens would like it?

VEEGA: Be careful, Leela.

LEELA: I shall.

VEEGA: You’ve been so good to us over the years.

LEELA: And you have been good to me. I will see you when we return.

VEEGA: Goodbye, Leela.

ROMANA: Kill every last person and Unity becomes just another dead rock. Like all the other dead rocks you've left in your wake.

DALEK: Negative. Unity is more than other worlds.

ROMANA: You mean it's your fuel source. And who's going to mine that fuel? There's a war on. You don't have Daleks to spare.

DALEK: We will spare enough lives to keep the mines in operation.

ROMANA: And who will shuttle the miners back and forth to the mines? Who will cook their meals? Who will look after their children? Who will sweep the streets, and wash the laundry, and fix the plumbing? Who will live?

DALEK: That is not our concern.

ROMANA: No, I thought not, somehow.

DALEK: Provide us with the location of your associates.

ROMANA: We've been here before though, and I will never betray those I love. Not ever. So what are you going to do about it?

DALEK: Exterminate.

DALEK TIME CONTROLLER: (speaker) You will surrender.

LUCIE MILLER: Not likely, mate. You come here, you mess up my planet, you mess up my life, and now you say you're going to kill the best bloke I ever met? You think I'm going to just, what, bleedin' surrender? Well, all I can say is you don't know me. You don't know me at all. And just in case you wanted to know who it was who blew you to pieces, the name is Lucie Miller. You got that? Lucie bleedin' Miller!

LUCIE: (transmitter) ... Don't know. Maybe I'll just give you this Interocitor gizmo thing and you can play back this message, and then you'll look all pompous and say something like, "well, what if I don't want you to travel with me any more, Lucie Miller?" And I'll give you a kick in the shins and you'll say, "Ow, that hurt," and I'll say "I'll take that as a yes then, shall I?" (Laugh.) Yeah. Maybe that's how it'll go. That's what I'd like, Doctor. That's what I really like.

(Rewinding.)

LUCIE: (transmitter) ... play back this message, and then you'll look all pompous and say something like, "well, what if I don't want you to travel with me anymore, Lucie Miller?" And I'll...

(Rewinding.)

LUCIE: (transmitter) ... then you'll look all pompous and say something like...

THE DOCTOR: Well, what if I don't want you to travel with me any more, Lucie Miller?

(Fast forward.)

LUCIE: (transmitter) I'll give you a kick in the shins and you'll say...

THE DOCTOR: Ow, that hurt.

(Fast forward.)

LUCIE: (transmitter) ... and I'll say "I'll take that as a yes then, shall I?" (Laugh.) Yeah. Maybe that's how it'll go. That's what I'd like, Doctor. That's what I really like.

LUCIE: All right, I'll say it, This is officially not what I expected my first alien world to be like. I thought there'd be less bodies in the street for a start.

THE DOCTOR: Fewer bodies, not less.

LUCIE: Whatever. Red Rocket Rising. Funny name for a planet.

THE DOCTOR: I've heard funnier.

LUCIE: Go on then. Make us laugh.

THE DOCTOR: Sounds like they put you on a witness protection scheme.

LUCIE: Oh yeah.

THE DOCTOR: And dumped you on me. Oh, I should have known. Who else could have shot you right into the heart of my TARDIS? Who else could have erected a shield in the vortex itself to keep me from taking you home? (Louder) And who else would presume to meddle in my life like this?

LUCIE: Yeah, they said you'd get a proper nark on about it. I remember that.

THE DOCTOR: Well, I'm not going to stand for it. Take her away. Come on, if you can ... if you can go to all the trouble of breaking down the TARDIS's defences to dump her on me, you can lift her off this godforsaken planet with no trouble at all. Come on!

DALEK: Describe him.

LUCIE: About the same age as me Dad.

DALEK: Be specific.

LUCIE: I don't know. About forty something. You know - old. But - he wears funny stuff, like ... like an old hippy, or, you know, something you'd see in some boring film. Long hair, velvet jacket, funny collar, big cravat, waistcoat. Probably thinks he's smart but looks like he's never shopped anywhere trendy in his life.

DALEK: All citizens of Red Rocket Rising will be watchful. If you see the Doctor, bring him to us, your new allies and friends...

LUCIE: Danger, like this. It's one thing after another with you, isn't it?

THE DOCTOR: I don't go looking for trouble.

LUCIE: But it finds you, somehow, every time.

THE DOCTOR: That's true enough.

LUCIE: And me. What a pair we make, eh? Still, I'm glad I met you.

THE DOCTOR: I'm glad too. Now, give us a bite of that doughnut.

LUCIE: Well, I'm no expert, I'm new to this game, but even I know there's millions and billions of life-forms out there, Tommy.

TOMMY: Y-you're lying.

LUCIE: The Universe is teeming with life. It's like the Trafford Centre on Boxing Day.

LUCIE: What did you say it stood for again? Time And Relative Dimensions...

THE DOCTOR: Yes..

LUCIE: Time And Relative Dimensions In Shed.

THE DOCTOR: That is not what is stands for.

LUCIE: Yes it does. It's a shed.

THE DOCTOR: It's a distress call, and it's been waiting for some time. The TARDIS must have known I was busy.

LUCIE: (transmitter) Hello? Doctor?

DAPHNE: That's ... me, isn't it?

LUCIE: (transmitter) It's me. Lucie.

THE DOCTOR: With all due respect...

LUCIE: (transmitter) Lucie Miller.

THE DOCTOR: That is the real thing.

LUCIE: (transmitter) Don't know when, where you'll be receiving this. Maybe you've forgotten all about me, again. But you left this daft gizmo thing behind, so that I could call you if I needed help. Well, I do. We all do. The whole bloomin' human race is in real trouble.

ROMANA: Leela. Are you saying you’re afraid of me?

LEELA: You are also two people. The person I know, and the person you once were. Who

is… so different.

ROMANA: You’ve always known I was a Time Lord. Regeneration is a natural part of the

progression of our lives. Completely without consequence.

LEELA: One person cannot become many without consequence.

DOCTOR: I don't suppose you've completely ignored my instructions and secretly prepared any Nitro Nine, have you?

ACE: What if I had?

DOCTOR: Naturally you wouldn't do anything so insanely dangerous as to carry it around with you, would you?

ACE: Of course not. I'm a good girl. I do what I'm told.

DOCTOR: Excellent. Blow up that vehicle.

BRAXIATEL: Mozart, Madam? The Magic Flute?

ROMANA: It purports to be. How K9 will ever understand beauty, I don’t know. Not when the only recordings he can access are so inadequate. He’ll just have to go to Salzburg.

BRAXIATEL: Ah, where you can be his star blazing queen of the night.

ROMANA: Don’t push it, Braxiatel.

LEELA: I do not lie. I shall kill you, Time Lord.

TORVALD: Leela, please.

LEELA: I shall dangle your entrails before your dying eyes.

TORVALD: That’s… really horrible.

“One thing our President cannot be accused of is incompetence. She may be guilty of compassion, intuition, emotion, honesty, integrity - pragmatism, even. But she is supremely competent. That is the root cause of most of our problems.”

ROMANA: I didn’t believe it when Narvin told me. I didn’t want to believe it, but then I remembered reading up on the Braxiatel Collection, once. Long ago, on my travels.

BRAXIATEL: Ah, just a notion of mine at present. A way of doing what little I can to preserve the creations of lifekind from the ravages of time.

ROMANA: It’s a good idea. How long have you–

BRAXIATEL: A very long time. At first, I expected to be caught. At every deal, I expected Narvin or one of his cronies to be waiting for me. I suppose it was Project Alpha that set me off on it - knowing how close, how very close, we came to destroying so much.

ROMANA: So you set about saving it before another catastrophe.

BRAXIATEL: We live in a catastrophic universe!

LEELA: A man does not become hated for nothing.

SISSY: He says things sometimes, about the races. Things everyone believes, but no one wants to hear. About how some of us are born high and noble, and others are born with less… desirable traits. I mean, what’s wrong with keeping people apart if they won’t ever get on?

LEELA: Where I come from, the people were kept apart for longer than anyone could remember. Now, the Sevateem were as clever as the Tesh, and the Tesh were as savage as the Sevateem. But because they had been apart for so long, they could not see they were just the same. This system sprang from madness, too.

SISSY: Well, you would say that. You’re a Slav. I don’t blame you for wanting to live alongside us, but, well, you can’t, because you’ll drag us down, and we have to preserve the most beautiful things. Oh, I mean no offence, of course.

LEELA: You think you are better than me? You pick the lock.

SISSY: I can’t. I don’t know how.

LEELA: Then who is dragging who down? I mean no offence, of course.

“I see you. I see my enemy in my enemy's clothes, and my heart runs cold, because I see, too, that the man I loved… is dead.”

BRAXIATEL: I do what I do for the benefit of Gallifrey. You are the best President it has had for… well, for a very, very long time.

ROMANA: I doubt this is over. Narvin will make capital of it, I’m sure.

BRAXIATEL: So will others. We’ll weather the storm.

ROMANA: This is going to be a trying time. For both of us. I’m glad you’re on my side. I feel we might have a chance.

BRAXIATEL: My President flatters me.

K9: This unit does not have feelings, mistress.

LEELA: That is untrue, K9. Many times you and the other K9–

K9: Neither K9 unit possesses feelings, mistress.

LEELA: You should not be afraid of your feelings, K9.

ROMANA: Yes, thank you. If we can move on from the emotional support group session?

NARVIN: Braxiatel.

BRAXIATEL: Yes?

NARVIN: Thank you.

BRAXIATEL: Oh, don’t mention it. I mean that. To no one. I couldn’t bear the shame.

NARVIN: Of what?

BRAXIATEL: Saving your neck.

LEELA: Why did you shoot Narvin, K9? Not that I’m complaining.

K9: Pandora was only active by piggy-backing the brainwaves of an exceptionally intelligent Time Lord.

BRAXIATEL: Hence his lack of sleep. If Narvin had slept, Pandora’s power would have closed down. She must have accessed him ages ago.

ROMANA: Or, like me, it might be inherited, waiting for the right moment.

LEELA: I do not know which shocks me most, Romana. That you had a previous life, or that Narvin is considered one of the most intelligent Time Lords.

LEELA: I do not want him to find me. It is I who must find him. Am I so helpless? Yes. Here, in these stifling, sunless rooms of yours, perhaps I am. I have only one body. This one. I cannot change it. It will not wear your clothes, or walk your stilted pathways. I have only one voice inside me. This one. And my words can never be as clever as yours. I have only one mind, and it is steadfast, but small next to yours. I cannot grasp the games you play with people and their lives, and I do not wish to.

ROMANA: They’re not games I choose to play. I’m trying to defend myself. Trying to protect my world!

LEELA: Yes. It is your world, and not mine. Although I have lived here for many years, it has never been my home, and I am unhappy.

BRAXIATEL: Seems like cheating? You wouldn’t make the same mistake, I take it?

NARVIN: I wouldn’t cheat, as you put it. Yes, if it was a valid political point, I would make it. I wouldn’t hesitate to destroy you, Braxiatel, but for the right reasons. In the proper way. Because you deserve it. Not because you don’t.

BRAXIATEL: A nice distinction.

PANDORA: I shall use your hands to take Gallifrey apart stone by stone, and rebuild it in my image.

WYNTER: You won’t get my hands!

WYNTER: She says she has Matrix access codes from a high-ranking Time Lord. She hasn’t used them, I checked, but the codes are valid.

NARVIN: Who’s codes are they?

WYNTER: Cardinal Braxiatel’s.

NARVIN: Well, well, well. How very lax of Brax.

K9: You are acting as the Madam President requested, mistress.

LEELA: I know that, and Romana is my friend, but… I cannot help wondering if Andred was right. She has brought many different tribes together in this school, and some have already proved that they cannot be trusted. Their hatred for Gallifrey and- and for each other stretches back many years. I fear it is possible to keep your enemy too close.

K9: Suggestion, mistress. Pull yourself together.

LEELA: Suggestion for you, K9. No more empathy, please.

“Believe me when I say being close to you gives me no pleasure. I will not be in your way, but do not mock me. I am not Gallifreyan but that does not mean I am lower.”

“The Coordinator of the CIA does not ally himself with anyone. While the Madame President Romana is officially in office, I am, however, loyal to her.”

“I'm being set up! Again! It's obvious. Why would I help you if I was the terrorist? I'm being set up, I tell you. Surely even you can see that. You can't let her stab me, K9, it's not legal!”

“People are dead and you fight one another like animals. Is this what you want these terrorists to do to us? Violence upon violence, cutting and maiming, destruction and devastation until there's nothing left at all? There's nothing we can do for K9 or the others now. We can only pick up the pieces.”

“I thought I was revenging myself on your world, Annos. Each act of destruction was sweet to me. The fall of each ancient monument was like a wound in the flesh of an old and bitter enemy. But it is I who have grown old and bitter, and your world rejoices at it. Annos, will you leave me please? I must grow used to my darkness.”

“I do not need eyes to see you are mad, assassin, but I will kill you if you strike at those I must protect. You find me funny metal voice? You think the blind stupid savage cannot kill you? You will not laugh at me! No-one will ever laugh at me!”

“You are coming back with me, Romana. You are my friend! I need you.”

MATTHAIS: [Darkel] suffered a strange turn. Most probably faked but I had her sent to Elbon in the medical station just to be sure.

NARVIN: Romana will be pleased. Usually we send sympathies.

MATTHAIS: She does need my sympathies. She has Leela.

“We've had our differences in the past, Romana but now you have my full support. If Darkel, after everything she has done... I would not in all conscience be able to support her term of office. If she attains the presidency, I shall resign.”

ROMANA: He means that they're busy with something urgent that's getting out of control.

LEELA: I know. I only say things like that to tease the guards, and also because it means they don't always take me seriously and say things I can hear, things they think I will not I understand.

ROMANA: You never cease to amaze me.

MATTHAIS: An Esquara-class Galaxy Slimskimmer, Coordinator. The limited edition, with ultrachrome attachments.

NARVIN: And go-faster stripes, yes. My Lord President, I have to tell you-

MATTHAIS: That Narvin, that spacecraft there, that was the topmost trump in the pack. Means nothing to you, does it?

NARVIN: My Lord President, please.

MATTHAIS: Stamps. I'd say stamps were your sort of thing, if you were ever a boy at all.

“So much for non-intervention. Would anyone else care to join this conga over Rassilon's grave?”

LEELA: The time scoop has exploded!

BRAX: Ah, oh. Overloaded, actually. I told you it was second hand.

NARVIN: Wonderful. So what do we do now?

BRAX: Well, my lady?

LEELA: Romana?

K9: Mistress?

ROMANA: Right... what we're going to do is...

STARKEY: Well, how can we stop it?

GRYFFEN: I have no idea. But, in the meantime, this should counteract its effects. Tinfoil hats all round!

JORJIE: Oh, you can’t be serious.

GRYFFEN: Why not?

JORJIE: Because we’ll all look like complete clowns.

RUBY: Gallifrey? And where's that?

DOCTOR: Gone! Ruby, it's gone. It's gone. They died. There was a genocide, and they died. So the one that was adopted was the only one left. I am the last of the Time Lords. And I am so, so glad to be alive.

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: Look at you! All savagery and instict, just as I was, once.

LEELA: You?

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: But that was a long time ago. A little temporal tinkering, a few changes to my early life, like having to grow up without a father, and now look at me. Oh, I'm so sorry. Of course, you can't look at me, can you? I wonder how you lost your eyes...?

ANDRED: If you don't need me...

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: Squeamish as ever, Andred.

LEELA: Andred? Is that Andred?

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: I will see you later for some... private interrogation.

“Welcome to my world. The world of darkness and confusion where you are trapped with only yourself for company. You taunted me for living in a world of blackness and night; now that is your world too. You have strayed from the path in the jungle, where the monsters of imagination tread and there is no escape.”

NARVIN: What are you doing? We don't have time for games.

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: You should be dead.

NARVIN: Thank you, it has mentioned. Now where are you?

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: Here. Or here, perhaps?

NARVIN: Leela, stop being stupid - diffcult, I know, for you, but listen to me. If we wander around down here long enough, our presence will probably bring the whole roof falling down around our heads.

INTERROGATOR GENERAL: I shall bring you down you traitorous wretch.

LEELA: Why would I kill you?

NARVIN: You tell me.

LEELA: You are annoying and conceited, and look down on me as a savage when I am not, but those are not reasons to kill you.

“Oh yes, I saved your life, Narvin. And what a trauma that's turned out to be!”

BRAX: I'm sorry, but, have we met?

BENNY: Yes. But perhaps not yet.

BRAX: Ah. Then this is probably going to be one of those awkward converations where we don't know what to say or, what tense not to say it in. Are we going to be friends? I'm sorry, but it's best to be sure of these things.

BENNY: Absolutely. I mean yes. We are going to be friends. You came to my wedding.

BRAX: Will I? Well, how nice. Um, Irving Braxiatel, by the way - oh, but then, of course, you know that.

BENNY: Delighted to meet you. Again. I'm Professor Bernice Summerfield. But as you're definitely going to be my friend, you can call me Benny.

LEELA: Romana, I am your friend, and as such, I must speak freely.

ROMANA: You always do.

LEELA: No. No, I do not, but you often believe I do. Rarely do I speak what is on my mind, for I do not always understand what it is that you and Narvin and Braxiatel are saying.

ROMANA: Well, I've always admired your turn of phrase, your direct approach. Your bluntness. I'm not sure how much more honest you could be.

LEELA: You are a fool.

ROMANA: Ah, well, okay. I wasn't expecting that.

LEELA: He was your friend, as I am, as K9 is, as Narvin is.

ROMANA: Good grief, if we've got to the stage where you think Narvin and I are friends, we really must be in an alternative reality.

LEELA: Did that scream not relight the fires in your hearts?

NARVIN: No, it terrified me. and before you get smart about it, yes I am a coward, and no I am not a warrior, alright? Have we successful established that?

LEELA: Fear not, brave Time Lord. Sightless Leela shall protect you from the shadows.

DOCTOR: Yes, it all started out as a mild curiosity in a junkyard, and now it's turned out to be quite a, quite a great spirit of adventure, don't you think?

IAN: Yes. We've had some pretty rough times and even that doesn't stop us. It's a wonderful thing, this ship of yours, Doctor. Taken us back to prehistoric times, the Daleks.

SUSAN: Marco Polo, Marinus.

BARBARA: And the Aztecs.

“That's better. If we're all going to die, we might as well do it in piece.”

ROMANA: Look what you've done.

DOCTOR: What've I done?

ROMANA: You've got the century wrong, you've got the season wrong, and you've got K9's sea water defenses wrong.

DOCTOR: Well, I can't get everything right.

ROMANA: Just something would be a help.

BENNY: You know, just when you think life might be turning a corner; just when you think things might be getting better, wham! another curveball. I've been through a hell of a lot, you know. If I stopped and told you the story of my life, we'd just be hitting the age of ten when that bomb goes off. 'Oh, she's a fighter,' that's what people say about me, but they're wrong. I'm not a fighter. I'm a liar and a coward. Ha, the things I've done. The universe calls me a professor but the only things I'm qualified to profess are the vitues of hiding at the bottom of a whiskey tumbler, or running so far away from life that even time couldn't catch up with me.

I could do it all again, you know. Run away. Hidden in a dusty shoebox, tucked away at the back of my wardrobe, I have a pair of Time Rings. Open tickets to anywhere and anywhen. They're my escape route; my way out. Any time, I could just slip one on and disappear forever. Tiptoe away from my life. Run and run and run until everything is less than a speck in the distance: Jason, Brax, Bev, Adrian. Even dear little Peter. I could just say goodbye to it all, this bonkers like the universe has thrown at me. But I don't. Ah, I think about it now and again, but if I left... Well, who would fight the monsters, hm? Who would be left to believe in the angels? I choose to stay here.

So, the Time Rings stay in the wardrobe, out of temptation's reach, and this life is the life I choose for myself. Archaeologist. Mother. Secret agent, freedom fighter. The good guy. And what's more, I'm glad. I'm glad that one of those bloody curveballs landed me here. I've got everything I ever wanted: friends; a family, almost; a lover... well, sometimes. A child. A home. It's worth fighting for. You talk about believing in bigger things. Well, a home is the biggest thing in the world.

DOCTOR: You always were a terrible judge of character. Look at me!

BERNICE: Happily.

DOCTOR: Have you had a good life?

BERNICE: All things considered.

DOCTOR: Quite. And you’ve just saved the universe again.

BERNICE: I have, haven’t I? Something to tell the cats when I get home.

DOCTOR: Cats, eh? Plural?

BERNICE: Plural.

DOCTOR: How many? Not too many?

BERNICE: No such thing. Oh, you’re going to love them. Come on.

DOCTOR: Back home?

BERNICE: And beyond.

“She is a very powerful woman. I seem to surround myself with them these days.”

ROMANA: You're our guest, Leela. And let me assure you that, for as long as I am President, you will always be welcome here in the Capitol.

LEELA: Do you say that as my friend or as leader of your tribe?

LEELA: When we were in the Axis, things were clear. We were there to find a home; to save ourselves, if not our Gallifrey. But on that journey, I lost... everything. You were President on our Gallifrey; you are still a President now. For you, you have lost nothing.

ROMANA: Leela, wait! I'm only trying to do what's best for all of us. And you're wrong. I have lost a great deal. I have lost you.

“This is wrong. Is Narvin untrustworthy? Often. A coward? I know of none finer. But an assassin..? I cannot believe it.”

NARVIN: Well Romana, I hate to say I told you so-

ROMANA: Please feel free not to in that case.

NARVIN: Knowing how the technology was acquired and the cost to those poor people, would you really want to use it?

ROMANA: You’ve changed. Once you’d have considered slaves beneath contempt.

NARVIN: Travel. Broadens the mind.