KATE: Don't you dare point a gun at her! You were right, Conrad, I didn't remember you. So I checked my notes from that interview eight years ago, and do you know what I wrote?

SHIRLEY: I’d throw in a compliment

KATE: The three words that summed you up? "Don't trust him."

CONRAD: Mm. You think you're so superior. Up in your tower, looking down on us.

KATE: Keeping you safe

CONRAD: I want a confession. On camera. Admit to the lies. Show us the monster costumes. Show us the tech that you’re hiding, that we’ve paid for.

KATE: You’re deluded

CONRAD: The grown ups are talking. Come on, Commander-in-chief. Admit. Or are you a coward, like your father was?

KATE: You should be very careful what you say about my father

CONRAD: His only legacy was a pack of lies.

KATE: He was 100 times the man you are. And that gun is UNIT issue. So where's Jordan Lang?

CONRAD: Who?

IBRAHIM: He's been shot. Ground team are rushing him to the infirmary.

KATE: You shot someone to get in here?

CONRAD: It's nothing to do with me.

KATE: A man's life is hanging in the balance and you're not even sorry.

CONRAD: Maybe you shot him. Or he was an actor. Or he never existed. So come on. Confess! All right. Let's start with your best friend. Where is the Doctor and his box of tricks?

RUBY: Oh, you're so lucky he's not here.

KATE: She's telling the truth. And, actually, I'm glad he's not here. Because he would've stopped me.

CONRAD: Oh. From what?

KATE: From showing you and your followers what we're protecting them from. The truth, Conrad. As requested.

SCOOT: Polish Polish

JOY: She died on Christmas Day. On Christmas Day! I said goodbye on an iPad! Because of the rules! She died alone! And those awful people and their wine fridges, and their dancing, and their parties, and I listened to them, and I let my mother die alone! So I can never be home on Christmas Day, and I can never be with anyone on Christmas Day because I let her down. I let her down on the last day of her life, on Christmas Day. I can’t ever change that. I can’t ever change it.

DOCTOR: A bottle? Floating in the middle of deep space. It's a milk bottle. Right. Well, I've clearly got a very determined milkman!

DOCTOR: How’s it going? Darling.

DONNA: Not so bad, chipmunk.

DOCTOR: Pumpkin.

DOCTOR: If there’s anyone in this universe who’s an expert on running, Magda, it’d be me. I’ve run away from things you’ve never dreamed. Towards things from your worst nightmares. I’ve gone further than any of you could imagine. And you know what I learned? Sometimes, running is the bravest thing you can do. Because running away? That’s still making a choice. It’s telling someone or something no. It’s you saying “No universe, not today!” Because you still have things left to do and see and live. Giving up? Leaving your fate to the monsters on your trail? I have to think that running is braver than that.

DOCTOR: You all leave. Even the robot dog left me... twice!

DOCTOR: Eternity. I hear you calling... But you will not have me yet.

[Battlefield]

YOUNG DAVROS: Help me! You can’t leave me, you promised. You said I had a chance.

(The TARDIS materialises behind him.)

YOUNG DAVROS: Who are you? I don’t get it. How did you get there?

DOCTOR: From the future.

YOUNG DAVROS: Are you going to save me?

DOCTOR: I’m going to save my friend the only way I can. Exterminate!

(He blasts all the hand mines to oblivion.)

DOCTOR: Come on, I’ll take you home.

YOUNG DAVROS: Which side are you on? Are you the enemy?

DOCTOR: I’m not sure that any of that matters, friends, enemies. So long as there’s mercy. Always mercy.

(The Doctor holds out his hand. The boy Davros takes it and they walk away together.)

DOCTOR: So now all right, okay -- we're going to have some kind of 'Multi-Doctor... Event!' Whether you like it or not!

CLARA: English?

DOCTOR: No, Scottish. I mean Gallifreyan! See, I've got it now. Pudding-Brain Disease! What kind of pudding will my brain turn into? Baked Alaska? Blancmange? Rhubharb Crumble?

CLARA: We can only hope.

Doctor: Honestly, the more unsociable I am, the more people try to get in touch. I should try reverse psychology. Be friendly.

DOCTOR: Faith’s a wonderful thing, Chaplain. I love faith. But the best place to have it is in yourself.

GABBY: When the TARDIS “blasts off”, it makes a noise like an elephant and a piano bringing sexy back.

STEVE: The future, Adam?

ADAM: The future, Steve!

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.