“Human progress isn't measured by industry, it's measured by the value you place on a life. An unimportant life. A life without privilege. The boy who died on the river, that boy's value is your value. That's what defines an age. That's what defines a species.”

“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.”

“Never be cruel. Never be cowardly. Hate is always foolish. Love is always wise. Always try to be nice, but never fail to be kind.”

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

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

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

ROMANA: Oh, I do love the spring. All the leaves, the colours.

DOCTOR: It's October.

ROMANA: I thought that you said we were coming here for May week.

DOCTOR: I did. May week's in June.

ROMANA: I'm confused.

DOCTOR: So was the TARDIS.

ROMANA: Oh, I do love the autumn. All the leaves, the colours.

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

COLBY: There's a corpse by the wood.

FENDELMAN: What sort of corpse?

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

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

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

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.

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

DOCTOR: He asked you a question. Will you help me?

CLARA: You shouldn't have been listening.

DOCTOR: I wasn't. I didn't need to. That was me talking. You can't see me, can you? You look at me, and you can't see me. Have you any idea what that's like? I'm not on the phone, I'm right here, standing in front of you. Please, just, just see me.

“As you come into this world, something else is also born. You begin your life, and it begins a journey towards you. It moves slowly, but it never stops. Wherever you go, whatever path you take, it will follow. Never faster, never slower, always coming. You will run. It will walk. You will rest. It will not. One day, you will linger in the same place too long. You will sit too still or sleep too deep, and when, too late, you rise to go, you will notice a second shadow next to yours. Your life will then be over.”

CLARA: Doctor, you are not the only person who ever lost someone. It's the story of everybody. Get over it. Beat it. Break free. 

(Her hand touches his cheek.)

CLARA: Doctor, it's time. Get up, off your arse, and win!

“I can't! Why is it always me? Why is it never anybody else's turn? Can't I just lose? Just this once?”

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

“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?”

“I don't know where I am. It's like I'm breaking into a million pieces and there's only one thing I remember. I have to save the Doctor.”

“I died saving him. In return, he saved me to a database in the biggest library in the universe. Left me like a book on a shelf. Didn't even say goodbye. He doesn't like endings.”

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.

“If you think because she is dead I am weak, then you understand very little. If you were any part of killing her, and you're not afraid, then you understand nothing at all. So, for your own sake, understand this. I am the Doctor. I'm coming to find you, and I will never, ever stop.”

HARRIET: Harriet Jones, former Prime Minister.

JACK: Yeah, I know who you are.

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.

“You get used to not knowing. I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who he is. I know how he began and I know where he’s going. I learnt the truth about The Doctor, and his greatest secret - the day we went to Trenzalore.”

“You get used to not knowing. I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who Clara Oswald is. I know how she came to be in my life, and I know what she will always mean. I found out, the day we went to Trenzalore.”

“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.”

DOCTOR: Time loop.

YASMIN: Time loop.

DAN: Groundhog Day. Same difference.

“It felt cruel... to be shown something I couldn't have any more. Felt like, er, I'd rather not have known. I'd rather not have met her, cos having met her and then... being without her, that's worse. How do you deal with that?”

“Don’t die. Because if you do, I think everybody in the universe might just go cold.”

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

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

CLARA: No. Why would you even do that? I was dead! I was dead and gone. Why? Why would you even do that to yourself?

DOCTOR: I had a duty of care.

“When I was with the Doctor, I saw more than I could have ever dreamed. And then... we lost each other. I didn't know what happened to him. If he was alive or... if I was ever going to see him again. Hard way to live. Being with the Doctor, you don't get to choose when it stops. Whether you leave her or... she leaves you.”

“How many people in the universe get to meet the Doctor, let alone travel with her? We're the lucky ones, Yaz. Enjoy the journey while you're on it. Cos the joy... is worth the pain.”

“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.”

DOCTOR: The human race, you're obsessed. You all need to get a hobby.

CLARA: I've got a hobby, thanks. It's you, by the way.

“Immortality isn't living forever. That's not what it feels like. Immortality is everybody else dying. She might meet someone she can't bear to lose. That happens, I believe.”

DOCTOR: I'm so sick of losing.

CLARA: You didn't lose. You saved the town.

DOCTOR: I don't mean the war. I'll lose any war you like. I'm sick of losing people.

BRIGADIER: Still sceptical?

LIZ: Of course. I deal with facts, not science fiction ideas.

BRIGADIER: Miss Shaw, I'm not a fool. I don't chase shadows. What you don't understand is that there might, there is a remote possibility that outside your cosy little world other things could exist.

LIZ: No need to get tetchy.

BRIGADIER: Well, sometimes you can be very aggravating.

LIZ: Me? What about you? You really believe in a man who's helped to save the world twice? With the power to transform his physical appearance?

BRIGADIER: I'm not sure yet. It may not be the same man.

LIZ: An alien who travels through time and space in a police box?

LEELA: Doctor! Please, don't jump.

DOCTOR: Magnificent view, isn't it. How high is this building?

CORDO: A thousand metres.

DOCTOR: A thousand metres? My. Are we interrupting something?

CORDO: What would you say, Citizen?

DOCTOR: Somehow I have the impression you're thinking of killing yourself.

CORDO: It's the taxes.

DOCTOR: What?

CORDO: It's the taxes. I can't pay the taxes.

DOCTOR: Oh, the taxes. My dear old thing, all you need is a wiley accountant. Would you care for a jelly baby? Hmm? Try one.

CORDO: What?

DOCTOR: They're rather good.

SCARLIONI: Yes, it would. So you stole the bracelet simply because it's pretty?

DOCTOR: Yes. Well, I think it is. Don't you?

SCARLIONI: Yes.

COUNTESS: My dear, I don't think he's as stupid as he seems.

SCARLIONI: My dear, nobody could be as stupid as he seems.

DOCTOR: Oh.

SCARLIONI: This interview is at an end.

(Morton slaps the Doctor on the back)

MORTON: Hot diggety! I knew I was right. You should be wearing Police uniforms, you all is, you all is in a chase.

DOCTOR: Chase? Yes, as a matter of fact, young man, that's exactly what this is. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be getting along. It's the chase, you know?

MORTON: Sure thing, Mister! I understand. Just wait til I tell the folks back home I met some real live movie pe- (knocks on TARDIS door) Do you know Cheyenne Bodie? Look, just wait a minute, I want to get this thing on celluloid.

(The TARDIS dematerialises)

MORTON: That's real clever, how they done that. Sure if it don't beat all.

DOCTOR: Now, this won't take a minute. I just want to clean it off. Be as gentle as I can. There we are. Who are these men? Why are they so determined to kill us?

ASTRID: Kill you. They hate you.

DOCTOR: Me? I'm the nicest possible person.

CLARA: If Vastra changed, if she was different, if she wasn't the person that you liked?

Jenny: I don't like her, ma'am. I love her. And as to different? Well, she's a lizard.

CLARA: I don't think I could ever forget you.

DOCTOR: Clara, I don't think you're ever going to have to.

ALISON: What are you?

(He begins pouring some powder from the bag.)

DOCTOR: Mildly annoyed.

(The Master had donned an ornate Time Lord ceremonial robe.)

MASTER: I always dress for the occasion.

“There's this emperor and he asks this shepherd's boy, how many seconds in eternity? And the shepherd's boy says there's this mountain of pure diamond. It takes an hour to climb it, and an hour to go around it! Every hundred years, a little bird comes and sharpens its beak on the diamond mountain. And when the entire mountain is chiselled away, the first second of eternity will have passed! You must think that's a hell of a long time. Personally, I think that's a hell of a bird.”

CHARLEY: Come on. Take my hand.

DOCTOR: But we can see now. We don’t need to hold on to each other.

CHARLEY: I know. Take my hand anyway.

MASTER: Ah, you remind me of all the others. Horrifyingly.

ALISON: What's that supposed to mean? Who are you anyway?

MASTER: I am the Master.

(A lift bell dings and the Doctor enters the console room.)

MASTER: And you will,

(The Doctor suddenly appears.)

DOCTOR: Evening.

MASTER: Come to like me, when you get to know me, my dear Miss Cheney.

SARAH: I'm not just gonna wait for him to get killed. I don't care if he's a weirdo. And he is. He is a weirdo, you know, but he's decent. And he's got a good heart. My friend Lauren actually says that good-hearted weirdos are actually the keepers, so...

(Yaz looks at the Doctor)

DOCTOR: What?

YASMIN: No, nothing.

BORUSA: Doctor!

DOCTOR: I am here to claim my legal right.

BORUSA: What?

DOCTOR: I claim the inheritance of Rassilon. I claim the titles, honour, duty and obedience of all colleges. I claim the Presidency of the Council of Time Lords.

“You'll find that it's a very small universe when I'm angry with you.”

DOCTOR: Rogue, I am telling you, you've got the wrong man, okay? And I can prove it. This authenticates me as non-Chuldur.

(Psychic paper.)

ROGUE: It says you're hot.

DOCTOR: Does it? I'm sorr... No, it's broken.

ROGUE: Is it you're hot, or I'm hot?

DOCTOR: No, it is just that it's...

ROGUE: Who's hot, Doctor?

DOCTOR: It means the temperature.

ROGUE: It suits you, flustered. It's a good look. You should try it more often.

“I'm not a Chuldur. I'm something much older and far more powerful. I'm a Lord of Time from the lost and fallen planet of Gallifrey. Now, let me go, bounty hunter. We have work to do.”

DOCTOR: You lost someone.

ROGUE: How do you know that?

DOCTOR: Because I know.

ROGUE: There was... Yeah. We travelled together. We had fun, y'know? And then a day came along, and at the end of that day... I lost them. What about you?

DOCTOR: I lost everyone.

ROGUE: At the party, I saw you with that woman.

DOCTOR: Mmm. My best friend.

ROGUE: Do you ever wonder... why keep going?

DOCTOR: Because we have to. We have to live each day because they can't. You don't have to stay a bounty hunter, Rogue. You could travel with me. Oh, the worlds I could show you, Rogue.

ROGUE: And what if I like what I do? Would you travel with me?

DOCTOR: That is quite an argument. I'll tell you what. When we both get out of this, let's argue across the stars.

ROGUE: I'd like that.

DOCTOR: I don't care what you think. And you can say whatever you want. You can think absolutely anything. I will do anything if you just allow me to save your lives.

BREWSTER: If you'll turn away, ladies, before you're contaminated.

DOCTOR: You will die out there! And I can save your lives! Now let me!

BALLAD: So fill up your glasses,

And join in the song.

The law's right behind you,

And it won't take long.

So come, you coyotes

And howl at the moon,

Till there's blood upon the sawdust,

In The Last Chance Saloon.

LEELA: These taxes, they are like sacrifices to tribal gods?

DOCTOR: Well, roughly speaking, but paying tax is more painful.

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

GRACE: What?

DOCTOR: These shoes! They fit perfectly. Yes.

JACK: According to intelligence, the target is the last surviving member of the Slitheen family, a criminal sect from the planet Raxacoricofallapatorious, masquerading as a human being, zipped inside a skin suit. Okay, plan of attack, we assume a basic fifty seven fifty six strategy, covering all available exits on the ground floor. Doctor, you go face to face. That'll designate Exit One, I'll cover Exit Two. Rose, you Exit Three. Mickey Smith, you take Exit Four. Have you got that?

DOCTOR: Excuse me. Who's in charge?

JACK: Sorry. Awaiting orders, sir.

DOCTOR: Right, here's the plan. (pause) Like he said. Nice plan. Anything else?

GWEN: The leg bone's connected to the hip bone, the hip bone's connected to the something bone

OWEN: Please stop singing. Anything to stop you singing. I don't know what you're laughing at. Stop singing. Please don't sing. Please don't sing. Not listening. Omm.

GWEN: Oh, dem bones

TOSH: So, I'm shagging a woman and an alien.

MARY: Which is worse?

TOSH: Well, I know which one my parents would say.

TOSH: What did she? Has she gone home?

JACK: I reset the coordinates.

TOSH: Where to?

JACK: To the centre of the sun. It shouldn't be hot. I mean, we sent her there at night and everything.

TOSH: You killed her.

JACK: Yes.

RHYS: Well, if you stopped and asked me what I saw in there, instead of showing off around the place

JACK: Do I show off?

IANTO: Just a bit.

RHYS: You'd know I got out by telling them I wanted a job as a delivery boy. So rather than cock things up, I've found you a way to get in. But if you can't handle that, big boy, then you can stuff it.

JACK: This is quite homoerotic.

CLEM: What's that thing?

GWEN: The technical name is a gizmo.

DOCTOR: I didn't expect to care for you as much as I did. That was my mistake.

When it came to it, with the Web of Time hanging in the balance, having to make

a choice between you and the universe, I'd say hang the Web of Time, you're

more important. Let the universe rot. Charley, you're worth more than all that. I

sacrificed myself for you, to save your life. And I did it gladly. I thought I'd never

see you again. That it wouldn't matter so long as I knew you were safe.

CHARLEY: I don't understand. You're saying you did care for me, after all. That

you loved me.

DOCTOR: Of course I loved you! I killed myself for you, didn't I? Of course I

loved you. Of course I love you.

DOCTOR: Well, Sergeant, aren't you going to say it that it's bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. Everybody else does.

BENTON: It's pretty obvious, isn't it? Anyway, nothing to do with you surprises me anymore, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Oh, thank you for the compliment.

FIRST DOCTOR: Ah, there you are. I seem to be stuck up here. Hmm? Hmm? Oh, so you're my replacements. Huh. A dandy and a clown. Have you done anything?

SECOND DOCTOR: Well, we've, er, assessed the situation.

FIRST DOCTOR: Just as I thought. Nothing.

THIRD DOCTOR: Well it's not easy, you know.

SARAH: It's weird seeing London like this. All those deserted streets.

YATES: I rather like it.

YATES: Have you noticed the air?

SARAH: Hmm?

YATES: It's clean. No cars, no people. Do you know yesterday I saw a fox in Piccadilly?

SARAH: And nightingales in Berkeley Square?

YATES: It's not impossible.

SARAH: No. No, I like London the way it was, traffic jams and all.

YATES: Yes, I expect you're right.

SARAH: Please, don't die.

DOCTOR: A tear, Sarah Jane? No, don't cry. While there's life there's…

(The Doctor stops in preparation of his imminent regeneration)

DOCTOR: Yes, that's the TARDIS. And I'm going to pilot it all the way to London. I can be there five minutes ago.

SARAH: Just a minute, Doctor. I thought you couldn't do that.

DOCTOR: Of course I can. Coming?

BRIGADIER: No, thank you.

HARRY: I think I'll stick to InterCity this time, Doctor.

DOCTOR: Sarah?

SARAH: Er.

DOCTOR: No?

SARAH: All right. Providing we do go straight back to London.

DOCTOR: Oh yes, we will. I promise.

SARAH: Don't forget me.

DOCTOR: Oh, Sarah. Don't you forget me.

SARAH: Bye, Doctor. You know, travel does broaden the mind.

DOCTOR: Yes. Till we meet again, Sarah.

(Sarah leaves.)

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

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

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

POLICEMAN: Jelly baby?

GRACE: Just take it.

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

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

Charley: I thought I'd lost so much. But I've adjusted now. I can be happy. That's better, surely?

Doctor: But Charley, you have lost a lot. You have lost everything. Your family, your friends. Charley, you will never see another of your kind. Never. You will never fall in love with a man, get married, have children. Hang on to your losses. They make you what you are. Even if we spend the rest of our lives here, and I'm rather afraid we will, don't let them take away that regret and that pain. All that identity. Don't settle for this existence when once you've tasted life, because you are Charley Pollard, and you deserve better than that.

DOCTOR: Fix this, fix it now.

ME: It-it's not possible. I can't.

DOCTOR: Yes it is, you can and you will, or this street will be over. I'll show you and all your funny little friends to the whole laughing world. I'll bring UNIT, I'll bring the Zygons, gimme a minute and I'll bring the daleks and the cybermen. You will save Clara and you will do it now or I will rain hell on you for the rest of time.

CLARA: Doctor, stop talking like that.

ME: You can't.

DOCTOR: I can do whatever the hell I like. You've read the stories, you know who I am! And in all of that time, did you ever hear anything about anyone who stopped me?

ME: I know the Doctor. The Doctor would ne-

DOCTOR: The Doctor is no longer here, you are stuck with me! And I will end you and everything you love.

CLARA: Do you hear me? I did this. This is my fault.

DOCTOR: I don't care!

CLARA: Liar. You always care. Always have. Your reign of terror will end with the sight of the first crying child and you know it.

DOCTOR: I don't.

CLARA: I do.

CLARA: No, listen, whatever happens next, wherever she is sending you, I know what you're capable of. You don't be a warrior. Promise me. Be a doctor.

DOCTOR: What's the point of being a doctor if I can't cure you?

CLARA: Heal yourself. You have to. You can't let this turn you into a monster so I'm not asking you for a promise. I'm giving you an order. You will not insult my memory. There will be no revenge. I will die and no one else here or anywhere will suffer.

DOCTOR: What about me?

CLARA: If there's something I could do about that, I would. Guess we're both just gonna have to be brave.

“Let me be brave... Let me be brave...”

DOCTOR: I didn't leave Gallifrey because I was bored! That was a lie, that has always been a lie!

(The Veil continues approaching)

DOCTOR: Not enough? You want more?

(The Veil continues approaching)

DOCTOR: I was scared! I ran because I was scared! Is that what you want me to say? Is that true enough for you?

DOCTOR: Oh, there it is. Silly old universe. The more I save it, the more it needs saving. It's a treadmill.

(TARDIS bleeps)

DOCTOR: Yes, yes I know they'll get it all wrong without me.

(TARDIS bleeps and lights flash)

DOCTOR: Well I suppose... One more lifetime.... Won't kill anyone.

(The Doctor's hands glow with regeneration energy)

DOCTOR: Well, except me.

(Cloister bell rings)

DOCTOR: You wait a moment, Doctor. Let's get it right. I've got a few things to say to you. Basic stuff first: Never be cruel, never be cowardly, and never ever eat pears! Remember, hate is always foolish, and love is always wise. Always try to be nice, but never fail to be kind. Oh! And, you mustn't tell anyone your name. No one would understand it anyway. Except-

(The Doctor collapses to the floor)

DOCTOR: Except children. Children can hear it. Sometimes, if their hearts are in the right place and the stars are too, children can hear your name.

(The Doctor pulls himself up on the TARDIS console, struggling)

DOCTOR: But nobody else. Nobody else. Ever.

(The Doctor manages to stand)

DOCTOR: Laugh hard. Run fast. Be kind. Doctor, I let you go.

(The Doctor regenerates)

DOCTOR: A long time ago, there was a student at the Academy. He got in here, disappeared for four days. Showed up in a completely different part of the city. Said the Sliders talked to him, they showed him the secret passage out. And we just need the code.

CLARA: What, and the kid told you the secret?

DOCTOR: Ah, no, he didn't tell anyone anything. He went completely mad, never right in the head again. So they say. Last I heard, he stole the moon and the President's wife.

CLARA: Was she... Was she nice, the President's wife?

DOCTOR: Ah well, the was a lie put about by the Shabogans. It was the President's daughter. I didn't steal the moon, I lost it...

CLARA: I'd know you anywhere.