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Ninth Doctor: [eyes light up] Yeah!
Charles Dickens: Doctor? You look more like a navvy.
Ninth Doctor: What's wrong with this jumper? note
Ninth Doctor: What does that mean?
Dalek: I am a soldier. I was bred to receive orders.
Ninth Doctor: Well, you're never gonna get any. Not ever.
Dalek: I demand orders!
Ninth Doctor: They're never gonna come! Your race is dead! You all burned, all of you! Ten million ships on fire: the entire Dalek race wiped out in one second!
Dalek: You lie!
Ninth Doctor: I watched it happen! I made it happen!
Dalek: You destroyed us?
Ninth Doctor: ...I had no choice.
Dalek: And what of the Time Lords?
Ninth Doctor: Dead. They burned with you. The end of the Last Great Time War... everyone lost.
Dalek: ...Then what should I do?
Ninth Doctor: Alright then. If you want orders, follow this one. Kill yourself.
Dalek: The Daleks must survive!
Ninth 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.
[the Doctor looks horrified]
Captain Jack Harkness: Yeah. You've been to the factories?
Ninth Doctor: Once.
Captain Jack: They're gone now, destroyed. Main reactor went critical, vaporised the lot.
Ninth Doctor: Like I said, once. There's a banana grove there now. I like bananas. Bananas are good.
Dr. Constantine: Yes, yes, so it seems. They also seem to be standing around in a disused railway station. Is there any particular reason for that?
Ninth Doctor: Yeah well, y'know... cutbacks.
Rose: Usually the first in line.
Dalek: It is the Doctor! He has located us! Open communications channel!
Dalek: The female will stand! Stand!
[the communications channel opens]
Dalek: I will talk to the Doctor!
Ninth Doctor: Oh, will you? That's nice. Hello!
Dalek: The Dalek stratagem nears completion. The fleet is almost ready. You will not intervene.
Ninth Doctor: Oh, really? Why's that then?
Dalek: We have your associate! You will obey or she will be exterminated!
Ninth Doctor: ... No.
[everyone present, Daleks included, turn and stare at the Doctor]
Dalek: Explain yourself!
Ninth Doctor: I said no.
Dalek: What is the meaning of this negative!?
Ninth Doctor: It means "No".
Dalek: But. She. Will. Be. Destroyed!
Ninth Doctor: NO! 'Cause this is what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna rescue her! I'm gonna save Rose Tyler from the middle of the Dalek fleet! Then I'm gonna save the Earth! Then, just to finish off, I'm gonna wipe every last stinking Dalek out of the sky!
Dalek: But you have no weapons! No defences! No plan!
Ninth Doctor: Yeah. And doesn't that scare you to death? ...Rose?
Rose: Yes, Doctor?
Ninth Doctor: I'm coming to get you.
Ninth Doctor: Do you wanna put that to the test?
Dalek Emperor: I want to see you become like me. HAIL THE DOCTOR, THE GREAT EXTERMINATOR!
Ninth Doctor: [grabs Delta Wave switch] I'LL DO IT!
Dalek Emperor: Then prove yourself, Doctor. What are you, coward, or killer?
Ninth Doctor: [he hesitates, then lets go of the switch] Coward. Any day.
Rose: Then, why can't we go?
Ninth Doctor: Maybe you will. Maybe I will. But not like this.
Rose: You're not making sense.
Ninth Doctor: I might never make sense again! I might have two heads, or no head. Imagine me with no head, ha! And don't say that's an improvement... But it's a bit dodgy, this process. You never know what you're going to end up with. [spasms in plain as he clutches his stomach]
Ninth Doctor: Stay away!
Rose: Doctor, tell me what's going on
Ninth Doctor: I absorbed all the energy of the Time Vortex, and no one's meant to do that... Every cell in my body's dying.
Rose: Isn't there something you can do?
Ninth Doctor: Yeah. Doing it now. See, Time Lords have this little trick, it's sort of a way of cheating death. Except... it means I'm going to change. And you're not going to see me again. Not like this. Not with this daft old face. And before I go
Rose: Don't say that!
Ninth Doctor: Rose... before I go, I just want to tell you: you were fantastic. [smiles reassuringly] Absolutely fantastic. And do you know what? [grins widely] So was I!
[the Ninth Doctor regenerates]
Tenth Doctor: Hello! Okay ...New teeth. That's weird. So where was I? Oh, that's right Barcelona!
Mr. Finch/Brother Lassar: Fascinating. Your people were peaceful to the point of indolence. You seem to be something new. Would you declare war on us, Doctor?
Tenth Doctor: I'm so old now. I used to have so much mercy. You get one warning. That was it.
Tenth Doctor: Oh, it's not goodbye...
Sarah Jane Smith: No, say it. This time, say it.
Tenth Doctor: Goodbye... my Sarah Jane!! [picks her up off the ground and hugs the living daylights out of her]
Mickey Smith: What's that?
Tenth Doctor: No idea, just made it up. Didn't want to say "magic door".
Young Reinette: What do monsters have nightmares about?
Tenth Doctor: ME!
King Louis: What the hell is going on?
Madame de Pompadour: Oh. This is my lover, the King of France.
Tenth Doctor: Yeah? Well, I'm the Lord of Time.
Tenth Doctor: Oh, yes!
John Lumic/Cyber-Controller: Then tell me, Doctor, have you known grief, and rage, and pain?!
Tenth Doctor: Yes. Yes, I have.
John Lumic/Cyber-Controller: And they hurt?
Tenth Doctor: Oh, yes.
Cyber-Controller: I can set you free. Would you not want that? A life without pain?
Tenth Doctor: You might as well kill me.
Cyber-Controller: Then I take that option!
Tenth Doctor: But it's not yours to take! You're a Cyber-Controller! You don't control me or anything with blood in its heart!
Tenth Doctor: And I'm not LISTENING! Now, you, Mr. Connolly, you are staring into a deep, dark pit of trouble if you don't let me help. So I'm ordering you, sir, tell me what's going on!
Rose: Monsters, that boy said... Maybe we should go and ask the neighbours.
Tenth Doctor: That's what I like about you: the domestic approach.
Rose: Thank you.... hold on, was that an insult?
Tenth Doctor: Oh... [glancing at Rose] the stuff of legend.
Tenth Doctor: And I haven't. Which makes me the better person, don't you think? They can shoot me dead, but the moral high ground is mine.
Tenth Doctor: You're right, I look daft in one shoe...
Tenth Doctor: Yes, and I failed.
Dolly: Yes, sir.
Lilith: I'll do it ma'am.
Martha: And why are you telling them that?
Tenth Doctor: They've still got one foot in the dark ages. If I tell them the truth, they'll panic and think it was witchcraft.
Martha: OK, what was it then?
Tenth Doctor: Witchcraft.
Martha: The film?
Tenth Doctor: No, the novelisation. Yes, the film!
Tenth Doctor: What?
Queen Elizabeth I: My sworn enemy!
Tenth Doctor: What?!
Queen Elizabeth I: Off with his head!
Tenth Doctor: WHAT?!!
Martha: Never mind what, just run!
Queen Elizabeth I: Stop him!
Martha: See you, Will. And thanks!
Queen Elizabeth I: Stop that pernicious Doctor!
Guard: Stop, in the name of the queen!
Martha: What have you done to upset her?
Tenth Doctor: How should I know, I haven't met her yet! That's time travel for you. Still, can't wait to find out, that's something to look forward to...
Sally Sparrow: Then tell me.
Tenth Doctor: It's complicated.
Sally Sparrow: How complicated?
Tenth Doctor: Very complicated.
Sally Sparrow: I'm clever, and people have died.
Tenth Doctor: People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective view, it's more like a big ball of... wibbley-wobbley... timey-wimey... stuff.
Sally Sparrow: Started well, that sentence.
Tenth Doctor: It... got away from me, yeah.
Tenth Doctor: Master.
The Master: I like it when you use my name.
Tenth Doctor: You chose it. Psychiatrist's field day.
The Master: As you chose yours. The man who makes people better. How sanctimonious is that?
Tenth Doctor: So... Prime Minister then.
The Master: I know! It's good, isn't it?
Tenth Doctor: Who are those creatures? 'Cause there's no such thing as the Toclafane, that's just a made up name like "the Bogeyman".
The Master: Do you remember all those fairy tales about the Toclafane when we were kids? Back home... where is it, Doctor?
Tenth Doctor: Gone.
The Master: How can Gallifrey be gone?!
Tenth Doctor: It burnt.
The Master: And the Time Lords?
Tenth Doctor: Dead. And the Daleks, more or less. What happened to you?
The Master: The Time Lords only resurrected me because they knew I'd be the perfect warrior for a Time War. I was there when the Dalek Emperor took control of the Cruciform. I saw it. I ran. I ran so far. Made myself human, so they would never find me, because... I was so scared.
Tenth Doctor: I know.
The Master: All of them? But not you - which must mean...?
Tenth Doctor: I was the only one who could end it. And I did. I tried, I did, I tried everything.
The Master: What did it feel like, though? Two almighty civilizations, burning... [breathy] ooh, tell me, how did that feel?
Tenth Doctor: Stop it!
The Master: You must have been like God.
Tenth Doctor: I've been alone ever since. But not any more. Don't you see? All we've got is each other.
The Master: Are you asking me out on a date?
Tenth Doctor: You could stop this right now, we could leave this planet, we can fight across the constellations if that's what you want, but not on Earth!
The Master: Too late.
Tenth Doctor: Why do you say that?
The Master: The drumming. [Drums fingers on the table] Can't you hear it? [Drums again] I thought it would stop, but it never does. Never, ever stops. Inside my head. The drumming, Doctor. The constant drumming.
Tenth Doctor: I could help you. Please, let me help.
The Master: It's everywhere. Listen, listen, listen! [drums on the table] Here come the drums. Here come... the drums.
[A person near the Doctor drums similarily on his legs]
Tenth Doctor: What have you done? Tell me how you've done this. What are those creatures?! Tell me!
The Master: Oh, look, you're on TV!
Tenth Doctor: Stop it! Answer me!
The Master: No, seriously, you're on telly! You and your little band, which by the way is ticking every demographic box, so congratulations on that. Look, there you are. [chuckles] You're Public Enemies Number One, Two and Three. Oh, and you can tell Handsome Jack that I've sent his little gang off on a wild goose chase to the Himalayas, so you won't be getting any help from them. Now go on, off you go! Why not start by turning to the... right?
Tenth Doctor: [does so and sees a security camera] He can see us! [The Doctor uses the Sonic Screwdriver to break a nearby security camera]
The Master: Ooh, you... public menace! Better start running! Go on! Run!
Tenth Doctor: We've got control of the Valliant; you can't launch!
The Master: Oh, but I've got this! (The Master pulls out a small device) Black hole converter inside every ship. If I can't have this world, Doctor, then neither can you. We shall stand upon this earth, together, as it burns!
Tenth Doctor: Weapon after weapon after weapon. All you do is talk and talk and talk. But over all these years... and all these disasters, I've always had the greatest secret of them all: I know you. Explode those ships, you kill yourself. And that's the one thing you could never do.
Tenth Doctor: I didn't see her.
The Master: Dying in your arms. Happy now?
Tenth Doctor: You're not dying, don't be stupid. It's only a bullet. Just regenerate.
The Master: No.
Tenth Doctor: One little bullet, come on.
The Master: I guess you don't know me so well. I refuse.
Tenth Doctor: Regenerate. Just. Regenerate. Please, PLEASE, just regenerate! Come on!
The Master: And spend the rest of my life imprisoned with you?
Tenth Doctor: ...But you've got to, come on! It can't end like this! You and me, all the things we've done! Axons! 'member the Axons? And the Daleks! We're the only two left! There's no one else... REGENERATE!
The Master: How about that? I win. Will it stop, Doctor? The drumming? Will it stop?
Miss Foster: ...No.
Tenth Doctor: Nor me. Let's find out!
Donna Noble: I can't understand you! How many words?
[The Doctor holds up one finger]
Donna: One! One word! Shake, milk-shake, milk! Milk! No? Not milk! Um, shake, shake, shake! Cocktail shake! What, d'you want a Harvey Wallbanger?
Tenth Doctor: Harvey Wallbanger?!
Donna: Well, I don't know!
Tenth Doctor: How is Harvey Wallbanger one word?!
Agatha Christie: What do you need, Doctor?
Tenth Doctor: Salt! I was miming salt! I need salt! I need something salty!
Donna: [Donna grabs a bag from the counter] What about this?
Tenth Doctor: What is it?
Tenth Doctor: That's too salty!
Donna: Oh, that's too salty!
Tenth Doctor: I can't! It's wood!
Donna: What, it doesn't do wood?!
River Song: Do you have a problem with archaeologists?
Tenth Doctor: I'm a time traveller. I point and laugh at archaeologists.
River Song: Ahh. [grins and holds out her hand] Professor River Song, archaeologist.
[the shadows grow]
Tenth Doctor: 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.
[the shadows recoil]
Tenth Doctor: I'm always alright.
Donna Noble: Is "alright" special Time Lord code for "really not alright at all"?
Tenth Doctor: Why?
Donna Noble: 'Cause I'm alright too.
Tenth Doctor: What? Why?
Shadow Architect: Planets have ben stolen with hostile intent. We are declaring war, Doctor, right across the universe, and you will lead us into battle!
Tenth Doctor: ... right. I'll just... get you the key.
[he steps back into the TARDIS, and it starts dematerialising]
Tenth Doctor: Oh, there are lots of other things I'll bear, and bravely, too. I'll bear witness; I'll bear the blame! Bear ridicule, bear fruit, Goldilocks and the Three Bears. I can bear a burden, bear inspection; I can bear pain; I can grin and bear it. I may be a bearer of little brain, General, but what you should bear in mind that I don't care to and don't need to bear. Arms.
Tenth Doctor: Well, you know, reporters, they tend to exaggerate, but, yeah, I'm pretty amazing on a good day.
Tenth Doctor: No no no that'll never work...
Malcolm Taylor:: It's extraordinary though... I'm measuring an oscillation of 15 malcolms per second!
Tenth Doctor: Fifteen what?
Malcolm Taylor: 15 malcolms it's my own little term; a wavelength particle operating in 4 dimensions equals 1 malcolm.
Tenth Doctor: You named a unit of measurement after yourself.
Malcolm Taylor: Well it didn't do Mr Watt any harm. Furthermore, 50 malcolms equals 1 bernard.
Tenth Doctor: And who's that, your dad?
Malcolm Taylor: Don't be silly... that's Quatermass.
Tenth Doctor: Right... But um before I die of old age, which in my case would be quite an achievement so congratulations on that, is there anyone else I could talk to?
Tenth Doctor: The Doctor, doctor... fun.
Tenth Doctor: Okay, right then, I will! Because you HAD to go in there, didn't you?! You had to go and get stuck, oh yes! Because that's who you are, Wilfred! You were always this! Waiting for me, all this time...
Wilf: No, really, just leave me. I'm an old man. I've had my time.
Tenth Doctor: Well, exactly! Look at you! Not remotely important. But me...! I could do so much more! SO! MUCH! MORE! But this is what I get. My reward. WELL IT'S NOT FAIR!
Tenth Doctor: I told you, we are not going to that "Planet of the Boys"! There is no Planet of the Boys!
Donna: There's a million, trillion planets out there. Somewhere there is a planet of the boys. Just dancin' about in their pants. Stands to reason.
Tenth Doctor: Yeah, well, I'm not sure that they worship wenches.
Donna: They will when they see me in this.
Tenth Doctor: Oh, I wouldn't... pshh... heh... weeellll...
Donna: HA! You do!
Tenth Doctor: Well, yeah, I'm used to that. Most people don't believe me any of the time, which is funny really. I have such an honest face. Look. Heeeee!
Rose: You know what I'm talkin' about.
Tenth Doctor: Well, how was I supposed to know you use the place for weddings? I mean, who wants to get married at the bottom of a gorge? Bridal gown, all those steps... I bet maid of honour is a prison sentence on Beltraxin. They must have started the procession a week ago. Unless they took the quick way down like we did, I suppose.
Rose: Nobody bungee jumps to their wedding, Doctor. Nobody. The... [tries to control laughter] the priest fainted.
Tenth Doctor: Did he? Ah, well, it's probably just a coincidence.
Rose: No, it was definitely the screaming idiots gatecrashing the wedding headfirst.
Tenth Doctor: I caught the bouquet!
Rose: In your teeth!
Tenth Doctor: Weeell, you know me. Never one to show off.
Eleventh 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 mad man with a box!
Eleventh Doctor: Don't worry. I'll soon fix that.
Eleventh Doctor: I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everybody's aunt! [beat] And that is not how I'm introducing myself.
[the Atraxi scan the Doctor]
Atraxi: You are not of this world.
Eleventh Doctor: No, but I've put a lot of work into it. [compares a few ties] I dunno. What do you think?
Atraxi: Is this world important?
Eleventh Doctor: Important? What's that mean, important? Six billion people live here. Is that important? Here's a better question. Is this world a threat to the Atraxi? Well c'mon, you're monitoring the whole planet. Is this world a threat?
[the Atraxi scan the history of the Earth]
Eleventh Doctor: Are the peoples of this world guilty of any crimes, by the laws of the Atraxi?
Eleventh Doctor: Okay! One more, just one. Is this world protected? Because you're not the first lot to have come here, oh, there have been so many. And what you've got to ask is, [softly] what happened to them?
[The Atraxi's scanning shows images of all of the Doctor's nemeses, followed by images of all ten previous incarnations of the Doctor, before the Eleventh Doctor steps through the hologram]
Eleventh Doctor: Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically... run.
Eleventh Doctor: No, you look Time Lord. We came first.
Amy: So there are other Time Lords, yeah?
Eleventh Doctor: [face adopts a pained expression] ...No, there were but there aren't... just me now. Long story. It was a bad day, lots of bad stuff happened, and you know what? I'd love to forget it all, every last bit of it, but I don't. Not ever. 'Cause this is what I do; every time, every day, every second. This! Hold tight. [big grin] We're bringing down the government.
Eleventh Doctor: It looks like a Dalek.
Amy: What does this say?
Eleventh Doctor: ..."Hello, sweetie."
Eleventh Doctor: You lot, you're everywhere, you're like rabbits! [grins like a kid on Christmas morning] I'll never get done saving you.
Angel Bob: And what would that be, sir?
Eleventh Doctor: Me.
Amy: But you don't always tell me the truth.
Eleventh Doctor: If I always told you the truth, I wouldn't need you to trust me.
Eleventh Doctor: Mixed signals? How?
Amy: Oh, come on. You turn up in the middle of the night, you get me out of my bed in my nightie, which you then don't let me change out of for ages, and take me for a spin in your time machine. No, no, you're right. No mixed signals there. That is just a signal. Like a great big bat signal in the sky! Get your coat, love! The Doctor is in.
Eleventh Doctor: [wistfully] Yeah... [realizes what she's implying] No, no, no, no! It's... Not like that! That's not what I'm like!
Amy: Then what are you like?
Eleventh Doctor: I don't know; Gandalf. Like a space Gandalf. Like the little green one in Star Wars... [imitates lightsaber]
Eleventh Doctor: Because... Because I can't see it anymore...
Amy: See what?
Eleventh Doctor: I'm 907. After a while you just can't see it anymore.
Amy: See what?
Eleventh Doctor: Everything. I look at a star and it's just a big ball of burning gas, and I know how it began, I know how it ends... and I was probably there both times. You know, after a while, everything is just stuff. That's the problem. You make all of space and time your backyard what do you have? A backyard. But you can see it. And when you see it, I see it.
Amy: And out of all those... friends, how many would you say, just out of curiosity, were girls?
Eleventh Doctor: Oh... some of them, I suppose. Must've been.
Eleventh Doctor: It's hard to tell; it's a grey area.
Amy: Under half? Over half?
Eleventh Doctor: Probably... slightly... little bit over?
Eleventh Doctor: Everyone's young compared to me.
Eleventh Doctor: No, no, no, no, no. None of them, not really. Not at all... probably not. Maybe one or two. I don't really notice.
Amy: Well, this big old machine must have some kind of visual records?
Eleventh Doctor: Oh God I mean no, and anyway, they're voice-locked.
Amy: Voice-locked... so I would just have to say "show me all visual records of previous TARDIS inhabitants"?
Eleventh Doctor: No, no, no, no, I mean voice-locked. I would have to say "show me all visual records of previous TARDIS inhabitants".
Amy: Awww... thank you.
Eleventh Doctor: No! No! No! No! No!
Amy: [sees images of various companions] Haha! Ooh, Gandalf! ... Is that a leather bikini?
Eleventh Doctor: [to the TARDIS] Thanks. Thanks, dear. Miss out the metal dog, why don't you?
Rory: Just as well [pulls a out a pocket light] I brought this, then.
Eleventh Doctor: [pulls out a massive fluorescent lamp] Ultra-violet portable sunlight.
Rory: Yours is bigger than mine.
Eleventh Doctor: ...Let's not go there.
Eleventh Doctor: They never really stop.
Eleventh Doctor: Because you are. The Universe is big; it's vast and complicated and ridiculous and sometimes, very rarely, impossible things just happen and we call them miracles. 900 years, never seen one yet, but this'll do me.
Kazran: Nobody important.
Eleventh Doctor: Nobody important. Blimey, that's amazing. D'you know, in 900 years of time and space, I've never met anyone who wasn't important before.
River Song: What face?
Eleventh Doctor: The "he's hot when he's clever" face.
River Song: This is my normal face.
Eleventh Doctor: Yes it is.
Eleventh Doctor: Oh Dicky. Tricky Dicky. They're never going to forget you.
Eleventh Doctor: Fear me. I've killed all of them.
Eleventh Doctor: Don't be; hold on. We're coming for you, I swear. Whatever happens however hard, however far we will find you.
Amy: I'm right here...
Eleventh Doctor: No you're not; and you haven't been for a very, very long time...
Colonel Manton: What?
Eleventh Doctor: Those words. "Run away." I want you to be famous for those exact words. I want people to call you Colonel Runaway. I want children laughing outside your door 'cause they've found the house of Colonel Runaway. And when people come to you and ask if trying to get to me through the people I LOVE! ...is in any way a good idea, I want you to tell them your name. [Beat] Look, I'm angry, that's new. I'm not really sure what's going to happen now.
Madame Kovarian: The anger of a good man is not a problem. Good men have too many rules.
Eleventh Doctor: Good men don't need rules. Today is not the day to find out why I have so many.
Imagine you were afraid, a long way from home, in terrible pain. Just when you thought it couldn't get worse... you looked up, and saw the face of the devil himself.
[beat] Hello, Dalek."
The Doctor: Did the Silurians beg you to stop? Look Solomon. The missiles. See them shine, see how valuable they are? And they're all yours.
Solomon: You wouldn't leave me, Doctor.
The Doctor: Enjoy your bounty.
Captain Ferrin: You think he knows what he's doing?
Clara: I wouldn't go that far.
Eleven: And what am I?
Clara: Have you really forgotten?
Eleven: Yes. Maybe, yes.
Clara: We've got enough warriors. And any idiot can be a hero.
Eleven: Then what do I do?
Clara: What you've always done. Be a doctor. You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was the promise?
Ten: Never cruel or cowardly.
War Doctor: Never give up. Never give in.
Eleven: Sorry, what did you say? Did you mention the rules? Now, listen. A bit of advice: tell me the truth if you think you know it, lay down the law if you're feeling brave, but, Daleks, never ever tell me the rules!
Dalek Commander: Emergency! Emergency! The Doctor is regenerating! The Doctor is regenerating!
Eleven: Oh ho! Look at this! Regeneration number thirteen! We're breaking some serious science here, boys! And I tell you what, it's gonna be a whopper! Ha ha!
Dalek Commander: Exterminate! Exterminate the Doctor!
Eleven: Hah! You think you can stop me now, Daleks?! IF YOU WANT MY LIFE! HA! HA! COME! AAAND! GEEET IIIT!
Clara: Who? Who's coming?
Eleven: The Doctor.
Clara: [tears up] You. You are the Doctor.
Eleven: Yep. And I always will be. But times change, and so must I... We all change. When you think about it, we're all different people all through our lives, and that's okay, that's good, you gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all people that you used to be. I will not forget one line of this. Not one day. I swear. I will always remember when the Doctor was me.
[a woman suddenly steps down from the balcony of the TARDIS... Amy Pond, as the Doctor knew her best]
Amy Pond: [lovingly caresses his cheek while he does the same with her] Raggedy Man... Good night.
[the Doctor no longer sees Amelia or the crayon drawings in his TARDIS; he removes his bowtie and lets it drop to the floor.]
Clara: No, no! Please don't change.
Eleven: Hey. [grins one last time and suddenly flings backward, regenerating]
Eleventh Doctor: [softly] I know...
War Doctor: ...in the name of peace and sanity.
Eleventh Doctor: But not in the name of the Doctor!
Tenth Doctor: Allons-y!
War Doctor: Oh, for God's sake! Gallifrey stands!
Clara: Of your kidneys?
[the TARDIS suddenly lurches violently and begins sputtering downward]
Clara: What's happening?
Twelfth Doctor: We're probably crashing. Oh!
Clara: Into what!?
Twelfth Doctor: Stay calm! Just one question!
Twelfth Doctor: Do you happen to know how to fly this thing?
[Clara looks back at the Doctor, massively horrified]
Half-Face Man: [scared] Yes.
Twelfth Doctor: And I think we both know who that is.
Rusty: I am not a good Dalek. You are a good Dalek.
Bonnie: I will not change my mind.
Twelfth Doctor: Then you will die stupid. Alternatively, you could step away from that box. You could walk right out of that door, and you could stand your revolution down.
Bonnie: No, I'm not stopping this, Doctor. I started it. I will not stop it. You think they'll let me go after what I've done?
Twelfth Doctor: You're all the same, you screaming kids, you know that? "Look at me, I'm unforgivable." Well here's the unforeseeable, I forgive you. After all you've done. I forgive you.
Bonnie: You don't understand. You will never understand.
Twelfth Doctor: I don't understand? Are you kidding? Me? Of course I understand. I mean, do you call this a war, this funny little thing? This is not a war. I fought in a bigger war than you will ever know. I did worse things than you could ever imagine, and when I close my eyes... I hear more screams than anyone could ever be able to count! And do you know what you do with all that pain? Shall I tell you where you put it? You hold it tight... Til it burns your hand. And you say this no one else will ever have to live like this. No one else will ever have to feel this pain. Not on my watch.
Twelfth Doctor: There have been many attempts to conquer the Earth. I've lost count. Not one of them has succeeded. Not a single one. They all lost and burned and ran. That's who I am.
Thirteenth Doctor: ...no. Lost them a long time ago.
Ryan: How'd you cope with that?
Thirteenth Doctor: I carry them with me. What they would have thought, and said, and done. Make them a part of who I am. So even though they're gone from the world, they're never gone from me.
Thirteenth Doctor: Yeah, well... Who isn't?
Remnants: Afraid of your own newness. We see deeper, though. Further back. The Timeless Child.
Thirteenth Doctor: ...What did you just say?
Remnants: She doesn't know.
Thirteenth Doctor: What are you talking about? What can you see?
Remnants: We see what's hidden, even from yourself. The Outcast, abandoned and unknown.
Thirteenth Doctor: Get out of my head.
Thirteenth Doctor: Might be. What's it to you?
Krasko: Well, could be worth a lot.
Thirteenth Doctor: Nah, not that one. Second-hand, huge mileage, one careless owner!
Mabli: A doctor of medicine?
Thirteenth Doctor: Well, medicine, science, engineering, candy floss, LEGO, philosophy, music, problems, people, hope. Mostly hope.
Thirteenth Doctor: If I had crayons and half a can of Spam, I could build you from scratch!
Skithra Queen: A chance to be like you?
Thirteenth Doctor: A chance to evolve. But you were too stupid to take it. When you die, there'll be nothing left behind. Just a trail of blood and other people's brilliance. No-one will even know you existed.