Top 1000 Quotes From Doctor Who

Doctor: Now, if they should break through, run as if something very nasty were after you because something very nasty will be after you.
Prof. Emilia Rumford: Yeah, but what about you?
Doctor: Oh, don't worry about me. I'll be doing plenty of that in any case.

[Assigned to move the blasting canon outside]
Royce: Never a moment to yourself on this ship.
Aldo: You pull, I'll push.
Royce: I don't like the sound of that.
Aldo: All right. I'll push and you pull.
Royce: Right.

The: Don't move! You might spoil a priceless work of art.
Romana: What?
The: That man over there. Don't look.
Romana: What's he doing?
The: Shh...
Romana: [whispering] What's he doing?
The: He's sketching you.
Romana: Is he?
[she turns around, the artist grumpily crumples the sketch up and throws it to the floor and leaves]
The: I told you not to look.
Romana: I just wanted to see.
The: It's too late. He's gone now.
Romana: Pity, I wonder what he thought I looked like.
The: Well, he threw it down there. Let's have a look...

[first lines]
Zondal: Ready to fire...

The: [jovially] Merdeen. Missed your train?
Merdeen: [stiffly, like he's announcing a password] The train is noisy. We hunt by foot.
The: Oh. What you hunting?
Merdeen: You.
[He shoots]

Doctor: Now, listen. There's bound to be lots of stairs in there. You stay here and keep an eye on the boat, hmm? I might have to bring the others out this way if anything goes wrong.
K9: Affirmative, Master.
Doctor: And don't fall in the water.
K9: I am familiar with boats, Master.
Doctor: You old sea-dog, you! Now don't forget: stand guard and be careful! Be careful!
[the Doctor ducks back inside and promptly yells loudly as he falls over something]
K9: Master?
[the Doctor peers out again]
Doctor: Shh!
[the Doctor ducks back in]

The: Even the dead have a part to play. Propped up to make the trenches appear fully manned.

Doctor: Whatever it is, we want to find it, don't we?
Romana: No.
Doctor: Good. Come on, then.

The: I like my volunteers to die with smiles on their faces.

Andrews: [standing near the TARDIS in the midst of Terminal One] Are you responsible for this box, sir?
The: Well... I try to be.
Nyssa: Doctor, you've done it again.

Ian: But Doctor, we've got our clothes on.
Dr. Who: Well, I should hope so, young boy. I should hope so.

Prof. Edgeworth: One day you will discover for yourselves that treason is universal.

[first lines]
Jamie: Hello. Who are you?

The: [about to be executed] Not Again.

Davros: We shall become all p...
The: [Interupting] Powerful! Crush the lesser races! Conquer the galaxy! Unimaginable power! Unlimited rice pudding! Et cetera! Et cetera!
Davros: Do not anger ME, Doctor. I can destroy you! And this MISERABLE... INSIGNIFICANT PLANET!

Davros: [staring into the business end of the Doctor's gun] You hesitate Doctor. If I were you I would be dead.
The: I lack your practice, Davros.
Davros: You are soft, like all Time Lords. You prefer to stand and watch. Action requires courage. Something you lack.

Cyber: To struggle is futile.

[last lines]
Vicki: [whispering] Doctor?
Dr. Who: Hmm?
Vicki: [whispering] Do you think it's a baby one?
Dr. Who: Not awake just yet. Hmm, hmm. Well, hmm, hmm. Ah, heh, heh. Hmm.
[Vicki screams]

The: [stumbling across the Rani's gun] A navigational guidance-system distorter. Huh. This'd force any passing spaceship into landing here.

[last lines]
Nurse: What do we do now?
Dr. Who: We slip away and see if we can find these young people. Come on.
[the Doctor turns a corner and finds himself facing Captain Blade. He tries to get passed him cheerfully]
Dr. Who: Ah, Captain Blade, we're carrying out your instructions. We're looking for the accommodation centre.
Blade: My instructions don't apply to you. You two won't be needing living space.

Dr. Who: [Steven does not accept a Viking helmet as proof that they have travelled through time] What do you think it is, a space helmet for a cow?

[first lines]
[the Doctor and Bellal walk down a recently revealed corridor]
The: [blocking Bellal with his hand] Stop, don't move!
Bellal: What is it?
The: Another test, I think.
[the Doctor squats down to get a closer look at the red-and-white mosaic on the floor]
The: The people who built this city, they didn't go in for ornamental floors, did they?
Bellal: I don't understand.
The: No, neither do I.
[the Doctor takes out his sonic screwdriver and sweeps it across the pattern. It beeps part-way, buzzes, then beeps again]
The: Tell me, have you ever tried Venusian hopscotch? No, it's a silly question. You wouldn't have done. Anyway, now's your chance to learn. I want you to do exactly what I do, all right?

Dr. Who: Our young friend is a woman, Sire. Have pity. Let us help her.
Vicki: [meekly] Please, Your Majesty.
Richard the Lionheart: [now fuming] Understand this! This woman can rot in one of Saladin's prisons until her hair turns white before I'll trade with the man that killed my friends!

Ace: How can a statue destroy the world?
The: I'll tell you, three hundred and fifty years ago.

The: Runcible, my dear chap, how nice to see you.
Commentator: What? Oh, I don't believe we've, um... Oh, I say. Weren't you expelled or something? Some scandal?
The: Oh, it's all been forgotten about now, old boy.
Commentator: Oh, really? Well, where've you been all these years?
The: Oh, here and there, you know. Round and about.
[he bends over to hide his face from some passing guards]
Commentator: Is there something the matter?
The: No, no, just a twinge in the knee.
Commentator: Well, if you will lead such a rackety life. Have you had a facelift?
The: Several, so far.

Commandant: Flap over. Let's get back to normal as quickly as we can.

[last lines]
Ike: Hold it. Boys, watch the door. And when Holliday comes through there, blast him. Okay.

Bragen: [to the Dalek] Finish now.
Dalek: I am your servant.

[watching the cell mutilator change Peri and Areta into animals]
Quillam: It is an unstable process. Even I am not quite certain as to how it works, exactly.
The: That beam that radiates - what source of energy does it derive from.
Quillam: The nuclear bombardment beams release all the power latent in the recipient's mind. If the changlings see themselves as unworthy, they can become serpentine or reptilian.
[pointing out Peri, growing feathers]
Quillam: She, for instance, must wish to fly away from trouble, as would a bird.
Governor: It's an offshoot of our mining research technology. We found our miners growing fur and claws. So the better, they thought, to dig with.
The: How can the process be reversed?
Quillam: Who knows. We don't require such findings here.
The: And you call yourself a research scientist!

Tryst: Oh, I'm so delighted that you're taking an interest in my CET Machine.
Doctor: I'm absolutely amazed.
Tryst: Yes. Heh-heh. Well, it is rather impressive, isn't it?
Doctor: No, I mean I'm amazed at you, Tryst, using a machine like this when it's still so primitive. The whole thing's utterly unstable.
Tryst: [taken aback] Yeah, well, I value your opinion, Doctor.
Doctor: Good, good. I value my life, and this machine makes me fear for it.
Tryst: It does?
Doctor: Yes.
Tryst: Well, what do you think is so wrong?
Doctor: Well, at a rough guess, I'd say the spacial integrater, the transmutation oscillator, halogistic retention circuit... Shall I go on?
Tryst: [a bit flabbergasted] Well, yes.
Doctor: Dimensional osmosis damper.
Tryst: Ah... The what?
Doctor: D'you mean you haven't even got a dimensional osmosis damper?
Tryst: Ah...

[last lines]
Dr. Who: [Steven saying goodbye] Well, I must say, young man, I'm very proud of you.
Steven: Doctor, I don't know if...
Dr. Who: I know, I know my boy. Well, go on, you mustn't keep them waiting.
Steven: [shaking hands with the Doctor] Goodbye, Doctor.
Dr. Who: [shaking Steven's hand] Goodbye Steven, and good luck.
[Steven turns and hurries away. But at the door, he hesitates and sadly turns back to give a last look at the Doctor and Dodo. He gives a small wave, and disappears]
Dodo: [sobbing] Doctor, do you think we'll ever see him again?
Dr. Who: [comforting Dodo] Well, who knows, my dear? In this strange complex of time and space, anything can happen.
[turning to leave]
Dr. Who: Come along, little one, we must go.
[arm-in-arm, the Doctor and Dodo stroll out of the devastated laboratory]
Dr. Who: We mustn't look back.

[Nyssa & Adric arrive on Earth near a radio telescope]
Adric: The Earth people use it to beam messages to the stars. The Doctor calls it reiterated invitation to alien intelligences in deep space.
Nyssa: And that's us.
Adric: So they'll be very pleased to see us.

Squeak: Over there. Midge and the bad cat man. Midge went away and then he came back. He's my big brother. He's got funny eyes now.
Ace: Where's your mum, Squeak?
Squeak: [shouts] He made her go away!

The: Look, Damon, I know you've already risked a great deal for me but could I impose on you a little further?
Damon: Anything.
The: I need another space/time element for the TARDIS - preferably without a recall circuit.

The: [seeing the Headmaster doubled up on the floor, whom Ace slugged] What's wrong with him?
Ace: Stomach ache.
The: [as if to explain it] School dinners.

The: I might be able to help.
Tegan: That's what worries me.

The: [the Sixth Doctor is fishing. Peri throws a stone into the water] Don't do that! You'll frighten the fish!
Peri: [throwing in another stone] What fish?

Doctor: You're caught in an impasse of logic. You've discovered the recipe for everlasting peace - congratulations! I'm terribly pleased.

The: [attempting to hypnotize Glitz with a swinging watch] Are you listening, Sabalom Glitz?
Sabalom: Not really. I was just wondering how many grotzis this little bauble cost you.

Doctor: It's no good. Every time we try too...
Romana: [the histeratic loop begins again] Oh, blast. Here we go again.

Doctor: [as Sarah finishes up disguising the Doctor as a mummy] Hurry up!
Sarah: I *am* hurrying!
Doctor: It doesn't have to be perfect. I shall mingle with the mummies, but I shan't linger.
Sarah: [checks the join between sleeve and hand] Okay, that'll have to do.
Doctor: How do I look?
Sarah: It must have been a nasty accident.
Doctor: Don't provoke me. Come on.
[as the Doctor turns to the door, Sarah grabs the rifle and ammo]
Doctor: And don't forget the rifle.
[Nonplussed, Sarah opens the door for the Doctor-mummy as he is now incapable, and they go out]

[a clanking sound]
QuarterMaster: What was that?
Galloway: A rodent.
QuarterMaster: Wearing c-combat boots?

Black: They will not have time. If they do not die by our Varga plants, my patrols will kill them! They will be exterminated! Exterminated!

The: There we are, the Louvre. One of the greatest art galleries in the whole galaxy.
Romana: Nonsense! What about the Academia Stellaris on Sirius Five?
The: What? Oh no. No, no.
Romana: Or the Solarian Pinaquotheque at Strikian?
The: Oh, no, no.
Romana: Or the Braxiatel Collection?
The: No, no, no, no, no, no. This is the gallery. The only gallery in the known universe which a picture like...
[cut to inside the gallery]
The: The Mona Lisa.
Romana: It's quite good.
The: Quite good? That's one of the great treasures of the universe and you say quite good?
Romana: The world, Doctor, the world.
The: What are you talking about?
Romana: Not the universe in public, Doctor. It only calls attention.
The: I don't care. It's one of the great treasures of the universe!
Romana: Shh.
The: I don't care, let them gawp, let them gape. What do I care?

Thatcher: Remember, I can go elsewhere next time.
Ben: And get less?
Thatcher: I couldn't get any less than what you give me! Blimey! It was hard word going around the palace, I couldn't have done anything. I spend all my time trying to get this money, and you do nothing.
Ben: As you paid nothing for them in the first place, you have done very well.

[last lines]
Dr. Who: [a little happy] Well, my boy we finally rid this planet of Daleks!
Steven: [Steven is upset that the Doctor is celebrating their victory, as he thinks about the three companions killed in this story, in a slightly crying and slightly angry tone] Brett! Katarina! Sara.
Dr. Who: [the Doctor thinks while Steven goes back on board the TARDIS] What a waste. What a terrible waste.
[Without another word he turns and boards the TARDIS and with its usual sound the TARDIS leaves Kembel]

[last lines]
Polly: [Polly being forcibly prepared for the operation to turn her into a fish] Keep away!
Damon: Bring her here. Don't be difficult, girl. It's quite painless.
[to his assistant]
Damon: Lights.
Polly: No! No!
Damon: We're ready now.
Polly: No! No! Ow! No! No!
[wails]
Damon: One tiny jab, and you'll know nothing more about it until it's all over.

Doctor: [about the Time Lords] It was what happened on Minyos that led to our policy of non-intervention.
Leela: Huh?
Doctor: Yeah. Well, the Minyans thought of us as gods, you see, which is all very flattering, and we were all new at time and space exploration, so we thought we could help. Gave them medical and scientific aid, better communications, better weapons.
Leela: What happened?
Doctor: Kicked us out at gunpoint. They went to war with each other, learned how to split the atom, discovered the toothbrush and finally split the planet.

Krail: You must come and live with us.
Polly: But we cannot live with you! You're different. You've got no feelings.
Krail: Feelings? I do not understand that word.
The: Emotions. Love. Pride. Hate. Fear. Have you no emotions, sir?
Krail: Come to Mondas and you will have no need of emotions. You will become like us.
[Mondas is draining Earth of its energy]
Cyberman: You must come and live with us.
Polly: But we cannot live with you, you're... you're different, you've got no feelings.
Cyberman: Feelings? I do not understand that word.
The: Emotions! Love, pride, hate, fear! Have you no emotions, sir?
Cyberman: Come to Mondas and you will have no need of emotions. You will become like us.
Polly: Like you?
Cyberman: We have freedom from disease, protection against heat and cold, true mastery. Do you prefer to die in misery?
Polly: But look, surely I... it's possible for us not to lose Earth's energy?
Cyberman: It is inevitable.
Polly: Then you don't mind if we all die.
Cyberman: Why should we mind?
The: [outraged] WHY? WHY?
Polly: Because millions and millions of people are going to suffer and die horribly!
Cyberman: We shall not be affected.
Polly: Don't you think of anything except yourselves?
Cyberman: We are equipped to survive. We are only interested in survival. Anything else is of no importance. Your deaths will not affect us.
Polly: But I can't make you understand, you're condemning us all to die! Have you no heart?
Cyberman: No, that is one of the weaknesses that we have removed.

[last lines]
Victoria: What about Klieg and Kaftan? They'll probably attack them as well.
Professor: The testing room.
The: Now, come on. Mind your feet.
Eric: Most ingenious, Doctor. Now, let's see what you can do against this.
[holds up a Cyberman X-ray gun]
Jamie: Watch out, Doctor!
[Klieg fires]

Castellan: I must apologise for my subordinate. He lets his enthusiasm run away with him.
Doctor: I see. The hot and cold technique.
Castellan: We are simply seekers of the truth, and we haven't got much time. Chancellor Goth has ordered your immediate trial.
Doctor: I'd like to help you. How about a signed confession?
Castellan: That will help. I hate going to court without possessing the full facts. Motive, for instance.
Doctor: Now that's a sensible question. Why should anyone want to assassinate a retiring President?
Castellan: A personal grudge?
Doctor: I never met him!
Castellan: I know. I have seen your biog.
Doctor: And you still think I did it?
Castellan: I think you're going to be executed for it. They are preparing the vaporisation chamber now. You have about three hours to live, Doctor.
Doctor: What? Well, that's monstrous. Vaporisation without representation is against the constitution.
Castellan: You are an embarrassment.
Doctor: You realise I've been framed, don't you?
Castellan: Framed?
Doctor: Yes, framed! It's an Earth expression, it means that someone's gone to a great deal of trouble to get me into this mess.

[first lines]
Ike: Doc Holliday, you still in there?
Warren: Oh, get off the street, Clanton. Holliday's my prisoner.
Ike: Well, that's too bad, because if he ain't out of here in two minutes, his friend Regret here is gonna swing in his place.

Fabian: That is a direct order form the Minister, and may my bones rot for obeying it.

Yrcanos: Oh, very well. Today prudence SHALL be our watch word; tomorrow I shall soak the land in blood!

The: [after the Master evaporates one of her servants] You and the Doctor are a well-matched pair of pests. You bring nothing but trouble. Now I need a new assistant.

[first lines]
Ben: Doctor, do something!
The: I'm trying to!
[the Doctor adjusts some controls and soon everything returns to normal]
The: Everything back under control again.
Ben: Here, we're landing! Look! Coming at a fair rate!
Jamie: Oh, thank the lord for that. You know, Doctor, I'll never ask you to do that again.
The: I see no reason for that.
Polly: [staring at the scanner] Anyway, Doctor, you... you've done it. It's Mars! It must be. You've landed the TARDIS exactly where you said you would.

[last lines]
Controller: I... I will tell them. I will tell them. I... I'll do what you say. Keep away. Don't touch me! I'll obey!
[a claw is seen on screen dragging the old man off]
Jamie: What's that? What's happening!
Polly: Doctor, that was it: that thing in the picture! That was the claw! They're in control.
Pilot: Take them out of here. They are condemned to the pits!
Polly: Macra!
Pilot: Take them away!
Polly: They're in control!

Brigadier: Ace?
Ace: Yes Brigadier?
Brigadier: I'm getting too old for this sort of thing. He's all yours from now on. I'm going home to Doris.
The: Doris?
Brigadier: Yes, my wife.
The: [chuckles] So she caught you in the end?

Maddy: No cause for panic?
Chief: No.
Maddy: Two of my next-door neighbours have just disappeared down the waste disposal chute!

The: For some people, small, beautiful events is what life is all about.

Dr. Who: [regaining consciousness] Hmm... what was that you said, my boy?
Ben: [glances in confusion at Polly, then back to the Doctor]
Dr. Who: [speaking more clearly] It's all over. That's what you said.
[pause]
Dr. Who: No.
[slightly longer pause]
Dr. Who: It's far from being all over.

The: [On being introduced to Persuasion] Friendly, I hope?

Thous: Zaroff! You are subject to me in all matters. I will not have my people...
Zaroff: Your people? Your people? They are MY people now! I hold their whole world in my power.
Thous: The Doctor was right about you. I order your project stopped at this moment.

The: Light the lamp.
Duggan: There's only one match.
The: Then get it right.

Steven: All right. I'll stay here. I may be trapped but you can't harm me.
Maaga: You are in the airlock. On the wall are some dials. They are pressure gauges.
Steven: So?
Maaga: We can empty the oxygen out of that section, and you will suffocate. If you touch that, the door will open completely, leaving you at the mercy of the machine.

[first lines]
Bret: Next stop Earth.
Dr. Who: Oh, Am I glad to hear that, Bret. Now, you got some serious thinking to do.
[to Katarina]
Dr. Who: Katarina, go to those doors and check and see that they're made secure. Remember Chen will have allies on earth and...
[Katarina screams as Kirksen bursts through the internal door. He seizes her with one hand, and pulls her round in front of him like a shield. In his other hand he is brandishing Bors' knife]

The: I don't know, rocket fire at long range - somehow it lacks that personal touch.

Captain: Wag your tongue well, Doctor. It is the only weapon you have left.

[first lines]
Steven: Just where do you think you're going?
Dorothea: Out.
Steven: Out?
Dorothea: Yes, I thought I'd get some fresh air. Somebody opened the door.
Steven: But nobody said you could go out.

The: [to Scott] Anything we can do to help?
[Scott forcefully grabs the Doctor]
The: Obviously not.

The: If we do cooperate, there'll be no question of you ever returning to Gallifrey.
Doctor: If we don't cooperate, there'll be no question of Gallifrey.

Victoria: Mercy! Just look at this place!

The: A new body is like a new house... takes a little bit of time to settle in. As for the physiognomy? Well... nothing's perfect. Have to take the rough with the smooth. Mind you... I think the nose is a definite improvement. As for the ears? Well I'm not too sure. Tell me quite frankly... what do you say to the ears?

Sil: [utterly delighted] Doctor! The pleasure of your company is, of course, infinite, but why have you chosen to warn US rather than help your friends?
The: The odds were against us. Well, why should I risk my life for a savage and a stupid girl?
Sil: So you betrayed your friends. How wonderfully wise, Doctor.
The: I think so.
Sil: You are planning some trickery, of course. This is a ploy, yes?
The: Now, why should I follow a mad warlord of Thoros? What's in it for me, eh?
Sil: You value your life?
The: I'm no hero.

Monk: The play, HAMLET, on television.
Dr. Who: Yes, quite so. I do know the medium.

Ace: What are you expecting to find down here, anyway?
The: The unknown.
Ace: Oh, isn't that a bit dangerous?
The: Probably. But then if I knew what was down here, I wouldn't have to look.

Sergeant: Well, what are we gonna do now?
Dr. Who: Keep it confused. Feed it with useless information. I wonder if I have a television set handy?

Trevor: Constitutional rules of the system: When the mechanics of an execution malfunction, the aforesaid execution may NOT be repeated.
Joseph: Oh, dear. What a nuisance.
Helen: So now they're protected from the fondant surprise.

The: Now they're all gone. All gone. None of them could understand. Not even my little Susan, or Vicki. Yes. And there's Barbara and Chatterton... Chesterton! They were all too impatient to get back to their own time. And now Steven. Perhaps I should go home, back to my own planet. But I can't... I can't...

The: [on the Eiffel Tower] Nice, isn't it?
Romana: Yes, marvellous.
The: Marvellous. Absolutely.
Romana: Absolutely marvellous.
The: Well, I think it's marvelous.
Romana: So do I. Though it's not quite as you described it.
The: Really? How did I describe it?
Romana: Well, you said it was nice.
The: It's the only place in the Universe where one can relax entirely.
Romana: Mmm... That bouquet!
The: What Paris has, it has an ethos... a life... It has...
Romana: A bouquet?
The: A spirit all of its own. Like a wine, it has...
Romana: A bouquet.
The: It has a bouquet. Yeah. Like a good wine. You have to chose one of the vintage years, of course.
Romana: What year is this?
The: Ah, well... well, it's 1979, actually. More of a table wine, shall we say? Ha! A randomizer is a useful device, but it lacks true discrimination. Shall we sip it and see?
Romana: Oh, I'd be delighted. Should we take the lift or fly?
The: Let's not be ostentatious.
Romana: All right, let's fly, then.
The: That would look silly. We'll take the lift, come on.

[last lines]
The: [Ben and Polly follow the Doctor into the capsule and find the cobwebbed Daleks] Polly, Ben... come in and meet the Daleks.
Ben: What?
The: The Daleks.
Polly: You could have opened this before!
The: These two pieces of metal are identical. The Doctor got one of them from the Daleks himself.
Ben: Why do you keep saying the Doctor if you mean you?
The: I knew I should find them here, I knew it.
Ben: Ah, they look harmless, not very lively.
Polly: What do you think? Two hundred years in a swamp and you wouldn't look very lively either. Nothing could live through that could it?
Ben: Live?
The: Nothing human. No.
Polly: Doctor, look!
Ben: What's the matter?
The: [the Doctor has noticed something strange about the floor. He bends down to examine it] There were three Daleks in here! What's happened to the other one?
[Behind the Doctor, a gruesome claw-like appendage crawls from out of the shadows. Paralysed with fear, Ben chokes]
Ben: Doctor!
[Polly gasps, as the Doctor turns to confront the horror]

Brigadier: Oh dear. Women, not really my field.
The: Don't worry, Brigadier, people will be shooting at you soon.

The: Come along.
Harry: We are we going?
The: Uh... forward.

Dr. Who: [shouting] Oh, stop him!
[Leo pulls out a blaster and shoots Bill, who screams]
Dr. Who: He's dead. Now listen... listen everyone, the Cybermen are here, in this Wheel. They took over this poor fellow to stop you sending to Earth or signalling for help.

The: You see, I make sweets. Not just any old sweets, but sweets that are so good, so delicious, that sometimes, if I'm on form, the human physiology is not equipped to bear the pleasure. Tell them what I'm trying to say, Gilbert.
Gilbert: He makes sweets that kill people.

Dalek: [indicates Trantis] What about the subject?
Dalek: The subject?
[pauses to think]
Dalek: Exterminate him.
[Trantis is exterminated]

Captain: Where to now, Doctor?
The: Ah. I'll just program your flight computer.

Brent: Oh, not again!
Gia: The second Moscow consignment?
Brent: Yes, they'll think we're deliberately sabotaging their stuff if this goes on.
Gia: T-Mat Reception, Earth to Moon. Controller Kelly calling. Switch your communication links to video. Osgood's gone too far this time! They'll be trouble!

The: All Black Dalek Leaders to Control. Exterminate all opposition! Destroy rebels!

Nyssa: Will the mutants really travel through the rest of time?
The: I'm afraid so.
Nyssa: That's terrible.
The: Sometimes you have to live with the consequences of your actions.

The: Hello. Have you seen a rather surprised young lady?
Herbert: [believing him a dark spirit] Avaunt thee, foul, fanged fiend.
The: I can assure you I'm not that long in the tooth, and neat blood brings me out in a rash.
Herbert: Back from where you came, spirit of the glass.
The: Not just yet, if you don't mind.

The: The myrka is a creature of the inkiest depths - or WAS until the Silurians tinkered with its biology. Anyway, it has little tolerance to light and hopefully none at all to ultraviolet rays.
Tegan: Can you be sure?
The: No, Tegan. Perhaps you should ask it nicely to go away?

[first lines]
Jamie: Miss Waterfield? Can you open the door? We've come to get you. Quick, before we see any more of those mechanical beasties.

Lady: This is no madness. Tis England.

[first lines]
Victoria: Oh no! Thomni! Help, Thomni!
Thonmi: Run, Miss Victoria, run! Fetch Khrisong!
Victoria: The Yeti! The Yeti! Fetch help! Where's Khrisong?
Sapan: But where is Thomni? What has happened?
Victoria: He's in there. He's coming, now hurry!
Sapan: Khrisong, the Yeti, it is alive!
Khrisong: What!
Victoria: It's true Khrisong! Quick, its coming, do something!
Khrisong: Get back! Get back! Ralpachan, help him! Get him! Get up! We can't stop it! Get a net! We must destroy it!

[Irongron and Bloodaxe approach a strange, spherical object, while the other men stay back with the horses]
Irongron: A star. A fallen star.
Bloodaxe: Careful, Captain, looks like the devil's work to me.
[a door swings open from the side of the sphere and a silver-suited and -helmeted figure steps out]
Irongron: A warrior? A warrior from the stars!
Irongron: [draws his sword] You've come to challenge me, sky warrior?
[the alien produces a probe-like device. Its tip glows and it emits a high-pitched whirring noise. Irongron's sword is knocked out of his hand in the blink of an eye]
Bloodaxe: Flee for your life, Captain!
Irongron: [steadies Bloodaxe] What creature is this?
Bloodaxe: 'Tis a devil from *Hell*!
[the alien holsters its weapon, then adjusts a device on his hip, making strange electronic noises. It appears to be a translating device as next-]
Linx: Peace. Fear not. I shall not harm you.
Irongron: It speaks. Who are you? Where do you come from?
Linx: I am a Sontaran officer. My name is Linx.
Bloodaxe: I say he's a Saracen. I have heard tales of his Eastern magic.
[Linx steps forward, plants a pole into the earth, and steps back. He salutes with his right arm at his chest and two pennants burst out from the pole in immediate response, white with a circled S in black on each]
Linx: [an eerie Sontaran anthem plays] By virtue of my authority as an officer of the Army Space Corps, I hereby claim this planet, its moons and satellites for the greater glory of the Sontaran Empire.
[Linx then adds his left arm to his chest-salute, completing the ritual annexing the Earth]

Maddy: I mean, people don't just vanish, do they?
Tabby: No, of course not. There's always SOMETHING left behind.
[Tabby carefully covers the bones on her plate with her napkin]

The: Weapons. Always useless in the end.

Richard: My Lady, where are your bones?

Miss: That journalist girl is arriving, the one with a UNIT pass.
[Sarah's car is let through the gate]
Jellicoe: Something of a nuisance at the present moment in time.
Miss: We shall treat Miss Smith exactly like any other visitor.
Jellicoe: I suppose so. I suppose so.
[Sarah walks up and reaches past Miss Winters to shake Jellicoe's hand]
Sarah: Hello. You know, it's awfully good of you to allow this visit, Director.
Miss: I hadn't expected male chauvinist attitudes from you, Miss Smith.
Sarah: I'm sorry?
Miss: I'm the Director, Hilda Winters.
[She shakes Sarah's hand]
Miss: This is Arnold Jellicoe, my assistant.
[Sarah smiles, embarrassed]

[last lines]
Consul: Keeper of Traken, by unanimous consent, your consul summons you.
Tremas: Keeper, we have strangers amoung us who claim they are known to you.
Kassia: And dare to say they were summoned here to Traken at your request.
The: Bring the strangers forward.
The: Sorry to trouble you, Keeper, but we do seem to have a problem here. Please tell them who we are, will you?
The: [seeing the Melkur] Evil! The sanctum is invaded.
The: Keeper, tell us.
The: Consuls, we are invaded! Evil! Infinite evil!

Mawdryn: Perpetual regeneration.
Nyssa: Regeneration? You don't mean it's happening again?
Mawdryn: Life without end or form. Changing. Changing.

The: Pitiful. Can this world do no better than you as a champion?
Brigadier: Probably. I just do the best I can.

[first lines]
Commandant: You're quite sure you've never met these men? They say they know you.
Polly: But they can't know me. This is my first visit to England!
Jamie: But Polly, it's us, me and the Doctor!
Dr. Who: Would you mind telling us your name?
Polly: I am Michelle Leuppi from Zurich.
Dr. Who: You have a passport?
Polly: Yes, of course. Here.
[she hands it over]
Polly: Have I done something wrong?
Commandant: Oh no, I don't suppose there's anything for you to worry about, Miss. May I just ask what you're doing in England?
Polly: I have come here to work. Look, here is my work permit.
Commandant: Oh, yes, that's quite in order. Thank you. Excuse me.
Dr. Who: Where did you learn such excellent English?
Polly: I had an English governess. Would you mind telling me what's happening?
Commandant: Nothing that need concern you, miss, everything's perfectly order. Now if you'd just like to go through there?
Polly: Thank you.
Jamie: Polly, wait!
Commandant: Just a minute young man.
Jamie: But she's a friend of ours - and she saw the murder!
Commandant: You're going to wait here until the Superintendent of police arrives - now understand that?
Dr. Who: Ah, you're going to tell him about the dead body, very sensible.
Commandant: No. I am going to tell him about you.
[into the phone]
Commandant: Put me through to Superintendent Reynolds.
Dr. Who: [whispering] Jamie, I don't think we're very welcome here. When I say run, we run!
Commandant: [into the phone] Hello Super, Commandant. I've got a couple of illegal entrants here. Yes... Immigration Desk Number Five.
Dr. Who: Run!
[before anyone can stop them the Doctor and Jamie shoot past the barrier and run out of the reception area, disappearing into the crowds that throng the main concourse]

Doctor: Hello, there. I'm the Doctor. I'm expected.
Tigellan: I didn't see you go out.
Doctor: What?
Tigellan: This is the second time you've been in here.
Doctor: I say, you've got a marvelous memory. Must be fifty of your years since I was last here.

Tekker: The stories I've heard about you. The great Doctor, all knowing and all powerful. You're about as powerful as a burnt out android.

Yrcanos: Ah! Ambush! - a woman's way of fighting.
Peri: Thanks a lot.

Chief: Congratulations, sir. You survived the vote.

First: As it happens, I am the Doctor. The original, you might say!
Tegan: But you shouldn't be here at the same time, with him.
First: Certainly not.
Fifth: It only happens in the gravest emergencies.
First: Like now.

Jo: Makes it seem so pointless, really, doesn't it?
The: I felt like that once when I was young. It was the blackest day of my life.
Jo: Why?
The: Ah, well, that's another story. I'll tell you about it one day. The point is, that day was not only my blackest, it was also my best.
Jo: Hmm? Well, what do you mean?
The: Well, when I was a little boy, we used to live in a house that was perched halfway up the top of a mountain. And behind our house, there sat under a tree an old man. A hermit, a monk. He'd lived under this tree for half his lifetime, so they said, and had learnt the secret of life. So, when my black day came, I went and asked him to help me.
Jo: And he told you the secret? Well, what was it?
The: Well, I'm coming to that, Jo, in my own time. Ah, I'll never forget what it was like up there. All bleak and cold, it was. A few bare rocks with some weeds sprouting from them and some pathetic little patches of sludgy snow. It was just grey. Grey, grey, grey. Well, the tree the old man sat under was ancient and twisted, and the old man himself was... he was as brittle and dry as a leaf in the autumn.
Jo: But what did he say?
The: Nothing. Not a word. He just sat there silently, expressionless, and he listened whilst I poured out my troubles to him. I was too unhappy even for tears, I remember. And when I'd finished, he lifted a skeletal hand and he pointed. Do you know what he pointed at?
Jo: No.
The: A flower. One of those little weeds. Just like a daisy, it was. Well, I looked at it for a moment and suddenly I saw it through his eyes. It was simply glowing with life, like a perfectly cut jewel, and the colours... the colours were deeper and richer than anything you could possibly imagine. Yes, it was the daisiest daisy I'd ever seen.
Jo: And that was the secret of life? A daisy?
Jo: [scoffs] Honestly, Doctor!
The: Oh, yes, I laughed too when I first heard it. So, later, I got up and I ran down that mountain and I found that the rocks weren't grey at all. They were red, brown, purple and gold. And those pathetic little patches of sludgy snow, they were shining white. Shining white in the sunlight. You still frightened, Jo?
Jo: [smiling] No, not as much as I was.
The: That's good. I'm sorry I brought you to Atlantis.
Jo: I'm not.
The: Thank you.

Mum: I don't think much of this, Father.
Dad: Nothing's happening, is it?
Mum: Not that I can see.
Little: Mum! Mum!
Mum: What is it?
Little: I'm bored.
Dad: There's no point in going on, dear. We're all bored. Something has to happen soon.

Red: Prepare to exterminate them!
The: Exterminate? What, when I've fulfilled my part of the bargain?

Habris: My Lord.
Doctor: No no no, please, just the Doctor will do. This is Romana.

Voice: Moonbase, Moonbase, come in Moonbase.
Hobson: Still standing by.
[pause]
Hobson: Well?
Voice: Your instructions to send blood samples back to Earth for investigation.
Hobson: Well, when can we do that? The next shuttle rocket's not for another month.
Voice: Then they must be put on that rocket. In the meantime the Moonbase is to put into quarantine.
Hobson: Quarantine! What if these men aren't fit enough to go back to work? I shall need replacements.
Voice: If you radio information about this virus, we'll do our best to identify it and suggest treatment.
Hobson: I demand to speak to Rinberg.
Voice: The controller is busy - sorry. Over and out.
Nils: That whole conversion was monitored by someone or something.
Hobson: Oh, never mind about that now. That Rinberg fellow just won't talk to you. How can we trace down this mystery illness with the Doctor himself down with it.

K9: The accuracy of this unit has deteriorated below zero utility.
Adric: You mean you're worse than useless.
K9: Affirmative.

The: [Convinces the Gravis that Tegan is an android] I got this one cheap because the walk's not quite right... And then there's the accent...

The: [after Liz reappears] Oh, there you are.
Dr. Liz Shaw: Wow, what happened?
The: Well, we both got caught in the time warp field, and were projected into the future.
Dr. Liz Shaw: Into the future?
The: Yes, but only by fifteen seconds.
Dr. Liz Shaw: But I haven't been anywhere. You vanished.
The: No, no. You vanished first. I only seemed to have vanished because you went into the future, and I wasn't there yet.

[the prisoners of the Exxilons are released from their cage to witness the sacrifice of the Doctor and Sarah Jane Smith. The invalid Commander Stuart remains, but calls back]
Commander: [hoarsely] Galloway.
Commander: [coughing] Galloway, you're not fit to command.
Dan: I'm doing what's necessary, sir. I'll get that chemical to the peoples of the outer worlds whatever it costs.
Commander: Not... not for them, Galloway, for... for yourself. You're a glory seeker. This... this may be the last order that I can give: I'm appointing Hamilton over you.
Dan: You can't do that.
Commander: It's already done. It's an order. Pe- Peter... will take command.
[Commander Stewart gasps one last and dies. Galloway reaches and closes Stewart's eyes]
Dan: I'm sorry, Commander. Couldn't quite hear what you said.

Adric: We're outside.
Romana: Pity. I want to be on the inside.
Adric: But I've just rescued you.
Romana: Thank you, but I have GOT to find out what they're up to in there. Do you know what a Tharil is?
Adric: No.
Romana: Well, there's one loose on this ship, and they're terrified of it. It's like Biroc but horribly burned.

The: Oh! I'm on your side, remember? Hey, why didn't you wake me? I should have been on watch half an hour ago.
Victoria: I thought you should rest.
The: Why me?
Victoria: No reason, really.
The: Oh, I think I know. Is it because I'm...
Victoria: Well, if you are four hundred and fifty years old, you need a great deal of sleep.
The: Well, that's very considerate of you, Victoria. But, between you and me, I'm really quite lively actually - all things being considered. Are you happy with us, Victoria?
Victoria: Yes, I am. At least, I would be if my father were here.
The: Yes, I know, I know.
Victoria: I wonder what he would have thought if he could see me now.
The: You miss him very much, don't you?
Victoria: It's only when I close my eyes. I can still see him standing there. Before those horrible Dalek creatures came to the house. He was a very kind man. I shall never forget him. Never.
The: No, of course you won't. But, you know, the memory of him won't always be a sad one.
Victoria: I think it will. You can't understand, being so ancient.
The: Eh?
Victoria: I mean old.
The: Oh.
Victoria: You probably can't remember your family.
The: Oh, yes, I can, when I want to, and that's the point really.

Greg: So that's the contraption, is it?
Doctor: The console, Mr. Sutton, the console.
Greg: Well, I thought it'd be a bit more impressive than that.
Doctor: What did you expect? Some kind of space rocket with Batman at the controls?

Count: That Gainsborough didn't fetch enough. I think we'll have to sell one of the bibles.
Hermann: Sir?
Count: Yes. The Gutenberg.
Hermann: May I suggest we tread more carefully, sir? It would not be in our best interest to draw too much attention to ourselves. Another rash of priceless treasures on the market...
Count: Yes, I know, Herman, I know. Just sell it discreetly.
Hermann: Discreetly, sir? Sell a Gutenberg Bible discreetly?
Count: Well, as discreetly as possible. Just do it, will you?
Hermann: Yes, sir.

Ace: Ange!
Ange: Oh, hi, Ace. I thought you were dead.
Ace: What?
Ange: That's what they said - either you were dead or you'd gone to Birmingham.

Doctor: AH!
Romana: What?
Doctor: I've stopped the universe. Still, they'll never notice.

Omega: Without me there would be no time travel. You and our fellow Time Lords would still be locked in your own time, as puny as those creatures you now so graciously protect.

Leela: This is a big village.
The: Yes.
Leela: What's the name of the tribe here?
The: Cockneys.

The: You better leave me to cope with this.
Melanie: You?
The: Hmm. This is a situation that requires tact and finesse. Fortunately I am blessed with both.

[first lines]
Gaston: I tell you, Nicholas, he refuses to take any precautions. Our noble lord, Henri of Navarre, will not believe that the Catholics are plotting to kill him!
Nicholas: Is that so surprising? He's married to the King's sister! He must put on a show of trusting the Catholics.
Gaston: Trust them! Huh! You know how far we can do that! You told him what the girl overheard?
Nicholas: Yes.
Gaston: What did he say?
Nicholas: He refuses to pay any attention to a servant girl's story.
Gaston: But we must convince them! Nicholas, you are the man's secretary. Now speak to de Coligny again, now tell him...
Nicholas: I've done what I can! Now, I must wait until we find out something more, or for the Catholics to make a move.
Gaston: Their move is likely to be a knife in Navarre's back. What happened to that Englishman, Steven?
Nicholas: He's gone back to the tavern to find his friend.

Jamie: We can't tell you anything.
Dr. Who: [as Salamander] Of course not. We know everything. We know about Giles Kent, we know about the girl called Astrid, and we know about your friend, the Doctor.
Victoria: [steps forward] I don't believe you.
Dr. Who: A childish plan to impersonate me. That's the truth, isn't it?
Jamie: [steps forward] Ah, but he didn't agree to it.
Dr. Who: You two were sent to the Central European Zone to start trouble.
Victoria: If you want to know the truth, Giles Kent told us a story and we weren't sure. Before the Doctor could do anything, we had to come here and find out what person you're like.
Jamie: Yeah, we found out right enough.
Dr. Who: You see, Bruce, they're just terrorists. Not very big-fry either. All this nonsense about proof against me.
Victoria: If you're doing so much good for the world, why are you so afraid for your own life?
Jamie: Aye, why do you have so many enemies?
Victoria: Personal guards...
Jamie: Your own food taster...
Victoria: And why destroy the one man people trusted, Alexander Denes?
Jamie: Aye!
Donald: What do you mean, "destroy"?
Victoria: One of your men shot him.
Donald: Trying to escape?
Victoria: He shot him deliberately.
Jamie: [walks up to Bruce] Aye, and that girl, Fariah, well, she was close to Salamander. She'd speak against him. I know she would.
Dr. Who: Fariah is dead.
Victoria: [shocked mad] Dead?
Jamie: You've had her murdered, too, have you?
Victoria: [attacks "Salamander"] Why, you...
Dr. Who: [as himself, cowers out of his chair] Oh, Victoria, don't hit me! You wouldn't hit your old friend the Doctor, would you?

Amelia: Can I ask you a personal question?
The: Well, I don't see how I can stop you asking.
Amelia: Are you from outer space?
The: No, I'm more from what you would call inner time.

Doctor: If we don't find that pod before it germinates, it'll be the end of everything. Everything! You understand? Even your pension!

Mena: When the chairmanship passes to you, Pangol, you'll moderate your views.
Pangol: The ancient Greeks of Earth believed in moderation.
Mena: Athens was the seat of wisdom.
Pangol: And it fell to the might of Rome.

The: How do you feel now?
Tegan: Groggy, sore and bad-tempered.
The: Oh, almost your old self.

Second: Have faith, Brigadier. Have I ever led you astray?
Brigadier: On many occasions.
Second: Yes, well, this will be the exception.

Leela: Doctor You make me wear strange clothes, You tell me nothing! You Are trying to annoy me!
The: I'm trying to teach You Leela.

Churchwarden: Hey! One more word, sir.
[the Doctor turns again to face the Churchwarden]
Churchwarden: If you should come this way again and find me gone, remember these words. This is Deadman's secret key: Smallwood, Ringwood, Gurney.
The: Eh, but what to, ah... What's the purpose, sir?
Churchwarden: It's a secret worth remembering...
The: Yes...
Churchwarden: ...for this kindness...
The: ...thank you. Thank you indeed...
[points to the Churchwarden's hand]
The: ...and I think that's going to be all right now. Yes. Ye... heh, heh... s. Goodbye, sir. Goodbye.
[to Polly and Ben]
The: Come along.
Polly: Goodbye. Thank you.
Churchwarden: God bless.
[the Doctor, Ben and Polly walk off into the night. None of them see the bald seaman watching from behind cover. The seaman watches the trio walk away, then pulls out a knife and walks into the church]

The: When you travel around as much as I do, it's almost inevitable that you'll run into yourself at some point.

Blade: This man they call Doctor... Where does he get his knowledge?
Spencer: He looks like a normal being.
Blade: More intelligent then most. He is a threat to our operation.
Spencer: I'll kill him.
Blade: No. Get the girl. She can identify you. We can deal with the man later.
Spencer: He may talk.
Blade: So? Nobody will believe him.

Daisy: Big smiles, girls. It's show time.

Doctor: [as they start dismantling Sutekh's deflection barrier device] Deactivating a generator loop without the correct key is like repairing a watch with a hammer and chisel: One false move and you'll never know the time again.
Sarah: Any more comforting thoughts?
Doctor: Yes. You must let me know if it starts to get warm.

Victoria: Apart from climbing boots I really think you ought to wear something warm.
Jamie: I tell you I'm a Highlander, the cold doesn't affect me.
Victoria: There's a great deal of difference between the Highlands and the Himalayas, Jamie.
Jamie: Aye, they're bigger.

Doctor: Listen to that! That's the sound of this planet screaming out its rage!

Doctor: I hate farewells.

D.84: Please do not throw hands at me.

Voice: When it is learnt that I, Morbius, have returned from the grave, my followers will rise in their milliards.
Doctor: You really can't go on calling yourself Morbius. There's very little of Morbius left. Why don't you think of another name? Potpourri would be appropriate.
Sarah: How about Chop Suey?

[K-9 senses danger]
K: And... the Doctor is involved.
Sarah: Now I know you're imagining things.

Monarch: Ah conformity. There is no other freedom.

The: You wistful, you craven-hearted spineless poltroon! You failed me!

Bax: Governor, may I suggest you do something to please - to entertain, to please the people - just to give yourself time to recover your strength. Why not give them the life of the rebel Jondar? After all, it's his death or yours.
Governor: It would have to be something different.
Bax: I thought, perhaps, by laser obliteration, sir. By a concentrated build-up of power. Neutralize the cue-switch. That way, the random laser emitter builds up to a giant pulse of light - an explosion of focused laser energy that would wipe the prisoner out of existence.
Governor: We have never shown that style of dispatch.
Chief: It's too quick. It would be over too soon. We'd never be able to sell so swift an execution.
Bax: It's the uncertainty. No one knows quite when the power will blow. We can get at least ten minutes of tension out of his apprehension and fear.
Chief: It's novel, I suppose.
Bax: I'm sure the video of his execution would sell.

Adric: We could go in the TARDIS.
Nyssa: No, Adric. You move this ship and we could finish up anywhere.
Adric: And if we don't, the Doctor and Tegan could finish up dead.

Karl: I think you fail to understand history in addition to Wagner.
De: I?
Karl: Supermen are all very well, but the Giants are the master race.

Doc. Holliday: Ringo was here.
Wyatt: And?
Doc. Holliday: He ain't no more.

Melanie: I'll send you a postcard.
The: But I don't have an address.
Melanie: Oh, I'll put it in a bottle and throw it into space. It'll reach you, in time.

Doctor: [to D.84] There are three types of robots aboard this mine: Dumbs, Vocs, a Super-Voc, and then there's you. Would you care to explain that?

Doctor: Absorbed? "We shall absorb the humans"? Endoparasitism?
Sarah: [to Vira] He talks to himself sometimes because he's the only one who understands what he's talking about.

Ace: Don't you have things you hate?
The: I can't stand burnt toast. I loathe bus stations - terrible places, full of lost luggage and lost souls. And then there's unrequited love, and tyranny, and cruelty.
Ace: Too right.
The: We all have a world of our own terrors to face.
Ace: I face mine on my own terms!

Flast: You are a Timelord?
The: Yes, and at the moment a rather angry one!

Peri: Doctor, why do you wear a stick of celery in your lapel?
The: Does it offend you?
Peri: No, just curious.
The: Safety precaution. I'm allergic to certain gases in the praxis range of the spectrum.
Peri: Well how does the celery help?
The: If the gas is present, the celery turns purple.
Peri: And then what do you do?
The: I eat the celery. If nothing else I'm sure it's good for my teeth.

Captain: When someone fails me, someone dies!

Major: Your men will be armed, sir?
Brigadier: Small arms, grenades, nothing very substantial.
Major: We'll be a bit short on firepower.
Doctor: That's typical of the military mind, isn't it? Present them with a new problem, and they start shooting at it.

Ronson: I'm sorry if they hurt you. I lack the courage to interfere.
Doctor: Well, you did save me from becoming the very first victim of a Dalek. Thank you.
Ronson: Yes, now you used that word earlier. It had never been heard before. And yet only an hour ago, Davros announced that henceforth his Mark 3 travel machine would be referred to as a Dalek. Now, how could you have known that?
Doctor: Well, I have an advantage in terms of time. You see, we've come here at this time because of future concern about the development of the Dalek. I think you're concerned too, aren't you?
[Ronson goes to the door to check no one is listening]
Ronson: Yes, I am concerned, and there are a few others who think the same as I. But we're powerless.
Doctor: Then let us help you.
Ronson: You see, we believe that Davros has changed the direction of our research into something which is immoral. Evil. You see, the Elite was formed to produce weapons that would end this war. We soon saw that this was futile and changed the direction of our research into the survival of our race. But our chemical weapons had already started to produce genetic mutations.
Harry: And the mutations were banished out into the wastelands.
Ronson: Yes.
Doctor: The mutos.
Ronson: Now Davros, he believed that there was no way to reverse this trend and so he started experiments to establish our final mutational form. He took living cells, treated them with chemicals and produced the ultimate creature. Come with me.
[he takes them into the corridor and stops outside a door]
Ronson: Now, this is what the Kaleds will become.
[he presses a button, a shutter slides down and the Doctor and Harry peer through a window slit into a green-lit room. The viewer doesn't see what they see but instead hears disturbing snarling and slithering noises. They step back]
Ronson: That is our future.
Doctor: You've got troubles.

Doctor: [trying to escape mandrels in the CET projection] Oh, gosh. Oh, lord. Oh, doctor! Steady, steady. This way. Not that way! This... Ugh! Ooo! Ah! Ooo! Ah. Oh, my fingers. My arms. My legs. Ah! My everything. Awwww!
Fisk: [ending the ensuing silence] It's all over then. Switch off the machine.

Valmar: You're sure this is okay, Janley?
Janley: Of course. We help them. They help us.
Dalek: Yes. We are your servants.
Janley: Don't take too long about it, Valmar. Oh, you saw the notice, did you?
Valmar: I saw it.

The: You must be a musician.
Earl: Sort of.
The: Your timing's good.

Peri: All right, all right. Let's rest first and then march. There's a good warlord, huh?

Sheard: Are you saying you know where the missing aircraft is?
The: I suspect it's not a question of where but, uh, when.

Doctor: [talking fast as a Gundan bears down upon him] You're a machine. I usually get on so well with machines. I don't suppose you happen to know the way out into N-Space, do you? I believe it must be somewhere around here. It's... Uh...

Earl: [after the TARDIS disappears] We will not speak of this. Let this story die here in this wood or we'll be branded idiots... or liars. Poor Sir Ian, brave fellow. Spirited away by fiends. What dreadful anguish and despair he must be suffering now.

Jo: You know Doctor, you're quite the most infuriating man I've ever met. I've asked you at least a million times, what is it?
Dr. Who: Extraordinary, I could have sworn I'd told you. It's a time sensor.
Jo: Oh I see.
Dr. Who: Do you? What's it do, then?
Jo: Well it umm ..
Dr. Who: Mm-hm?
Jo: It umm, it detects disturbances in a time field.
Dr. Who: Well done Jo, you're learning. It's exactly what you need if you happen to be looking for a TARDIS.
Jo: It's a TARDIS sniffer-outer.
Dr. Who: Yeah or any other time machine, for that matter. So, if The Master turns up again...
Jo: Bingo!
Dr. Who: As you so rightly say, bingo!

[first lines]
Dr. Who: Hello Bruce, what are you doing here, eh?

[first lines]
Victoria: [seeing the Ice Warrior come back to life] Jamie!

Adric: Look, we're fifth dimensional in this thing, he'll get you on your flight if he's out there a week.
Tegan: And what do we do in the meantime?
Adric: Well you could always read.
Tegan: Read?
Adric: Yes, there's a fascinating book on maths through there by a chap called Bert Russell.
Tegan: Maths?
Adric: That's the trouble with women, mindless, Impatient, and bossy.
Tegan: You chauvinist, I heard that.
Adric: You were meant to.
Nyssa: I heard it too. You mean this?
[Holds up the aforementioned book]
Nyssa: Mindless!
Adric: Well yes, but you're not a woman.
Nyssa: I'm not?
Adric: No, you're only a girl.

Doctor: I thought you were on my side.
Megara: I am. You are my client.
Doctor: Great lawyer you turned out to be.
Megara: I have your interests at heart. I do not wish you to suffer unduly. I will plead with my colleague for a swift, painless death for you.

Steven: Anne, do you know who the 'Sea Beggar' is?
Anne: What?
Steven: Who is the 'Sea Beggar'?
Anne: I don't know, monsieur. Why?
Steven: He's going to be killed tomorrow.

Tasambeker: [trying to warn Jobel of Davros] He lies as freely as you pick up women.

Marc: This is Marc Cory, Special Security Agent, reporting from the planet Kembel. The Daleks are planning the complete destruction of the Galaxy. Together with the powers of the outer galaxies, a war force is being assembled and...

Ian: ...Any more cracks about knighthood, and I'll carry out that execution!
The: Well, my dear boy, I must say I think you've earned a good knight's sleep!

Ravon: Take a good look. In a few weeks we're going to change the shape of that map forever. We'll wipe the Thals from the face of Skaro.
The: Yes, I've heard that before.

Sharaz: [to the Doctor] You have the mouth of a prattling jackanapes, but your eyes, they tell a different story.

Ace: So no more Daleks can be transported through here?
The: Well, It'll slow them down a bit, until the operator can repair the systems.
Ace: The Operator?
The: Yes, the Daleks usually leave an operator on station in case of any malfunction.
Ace: And... that would be another Dalek.
The: [realizing] Yes.
[a Dalek appears]
Dalek: Stay... where... you... are! Do... not... move!

Dalek: Stay where you are! Do not move!
[Three Daleks close in on Ace]
Daleks: Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!

Mrs. Remington: Folks from the south are NEVER in a hurry. As a matter of fact I'm here on a visit, checkin' out my roots.
Richard: Tis wise with crops this time of year, ma'am.

Dr. Who: Here you are, Sergeant. You'll need this. Now, if it gives the slightest trouble, a little dose of that will settle it.
Sergeant: Yes, but say that doesn't work, Doctor.
Dr. Who: THEN GIVE IT THE LOT!

[last lines]
Control: Turn on full pressure now.
Officia: Full pressure in action!

Doctor: [discovering a daily calendar with "July 6" on every page] Strange. A village without a future.

The: I'm afraid you're both about to become the victims of stray bullets.

The: Lady Luck will show the way, win the game, or here you stay.

The: Now, listen everyone. I have a plan.
Sean: Good.
The: It might even work.

The: I wonder...
Leela: What?
The: Shh. I'm wondering.

Tegan: [Tegan #1] Come on. What are you thinking?
Tegan: [Tegan #2] Don't you know?
Tegan: [Tegan #1] Maybe I do.
Tegan: [Tegan #2] After all, apparently you will've been thinking it, too, won't you?
Tegan: [Tegan #1] But I asked first.
Tegan: [Tegan #2] So did I.
Tegan: [Tegan #1] But... Stop it. If you must know, I was thinking about eating ice cream.
Tegan: [Tegan #2] Yes.
Tegan: [Tegan #1] What do you mean, "yes?"
Tegan: [Tegan #2] So was I. I was three years old and I didn't like the taste.
Tegan: [Tegan #1] But that's my memory!
Tegan: [Tegan #2] And mine! Stop it.

Melanie: But if you're the REAL Doctor, then why do you look like THAT?
The: [sadly] I've regenerated. And I'm suffering from post regeneration amnesia, as far as I can remember.

Dr. Who: [running away from a Chumbley] Oh! Oh, good gracious!
Vicki: Are you all right?
Dr. Who: Yes, I think so. Ahh, it's all this physical exercise at my age. Huh, huh.
Drahvin: They're nearly here. Quickly! Inside! Close external door.
Drahvin: Close external door.
Steven: Well, it, ah, was a decent space ship once.
Dr. Who: [breathlessly] It's pretty backward now, isn't it? Yes, it's almost fossilized. Huh, huh.
Steven: Oh, I don't know, it's got one or two good features...
Vicki: We've, uh, just beat those Chumblies... they're still outside.
Dr. Who: Are we safe yet?
Drahvin: Yes. They cannot enter.
Drahvin: Silence! Maaga is coming!
Dr. Who: Maaga! Whoo, whoo! We're back there again.

Commander: Castellan, I have to report the intruder in Sector 7...
Castellan: Well?
Commander: Evaded us. And he shot one of my guards.
Castellan: I see. Such efficiency.
Commander: But we have him trapped in the communications tower, Castellan.
Castellan: Well done, Hildred. An antiquated capsule, for which you get adequate early warning, tranducts on the very perimeter of the Capitol. You are informed that the occupant is a known criminal, whereupon you allow him to escape and conceal himself in a building a mere 53 stories high. A clever stratagem, Hildred. You're trying to confuse him, I take it?
Commander: I apologise, Castellan. He won't evade capture a second time.
Castellan: In the light of your impressive record so far, I would make no rash commitments.

Mena: Have you ever experimented with time?
Doctor: Well, yes, but in a purely academic way of no interest to anyone.
Mena: Earth visitor Hardin thinks that you may be able to help with his experiments.
Doctor: Well, I'd like to...
Romana: Gallifrey abandoned tachyonics when we developed warp matrix engineering.
Doctor: Yes. There you are. So sorry.

Captain: So, Doctor, you have discovered the little secret of our planet.
Doctor: You won't get away with it, you know.
Captain: Ah, what makes you so certain of that?
Doctor: At the moment, nothing at all, but it does my morale no end of good just to say it.

Nefred: Citizens, continue the work of maintenance.

Melanie: Look, look, I'm, I'm grateful for your help, of course, but the gratitude isn't going to turn me into a puppet.
Beyus: I've already come to that painful conclusion.

Dr. Who: Good-bye. It's been so nice to meet me.

Doctor: When the countdown reaches zero, up goes Atrios, Zeos and all.
Drax: Life presents a dismal picture, you might say.

Haroun: We must not stand here dreaming, you half-wit! The soldiers will be around us!
Ibrahim: [laughing] This half-wit has stolen all their horses!
Haroun: They can still use their legs, can't they?

[one of the Androids focuses its gaze on the Doctor and the image is transferred elsewhere to a visual console that the Cybermen are watching]
Cyberleader: Destroy them! Destroy them at once!
[credits roll]

The: [Sees Jo deep in thought] Penny for them, Miss Grant.
Jo: You. What are YOU doing here?
The: To coin a phrase, I've come to take you away from all this.
Jo: What are you talking about?
The: Surely you don't want to spend the rest of your life in here, do you?
Jo: Well I'm not going anywhere with you, that's for sure.
The: Oh, but you are, you know. Believe it or not, I am a fully accredited commissioner from the planet Sirius IV, and you and The Doctor are two dangerous criminals being handed over into my custody.
Jo: So it was you. YOU ordered those Ogrons to attack the ships and pretend they were Draconians.
The: But of course. Those lumbering idiots could never have thought up such a brilliant scheme by themselves.

Morton: You're always in a chase.
Dr. Who: Chase? Yes, as a matter of a fact, young man, that's exactly what this is.

Dr. Who: [after Ian is knighted by King Richard] I almost wish I'd been knighted, too.
Vicki: That'll be the day!
[the two start laughing]
Vicki: Come on, let's go and tidy Ian's things.

The: I didn't expect two Dalek factions. And now I've got to make sure that the wrong ones don't get their grubby little protuberances on it.
Ace: Shouldn't we take Mike?
The: No, Dalek hunting is a terminal pastime.
Ace: So what are we doing?
The: Dalek hunting.

Tegan: It's fancy dress, isn't it?
Charles: Yes.
Tegan: Well, we haven't got any costumes.
Sir: Oh. I was just thinking how charming yours was.'

The: [dying] Is this death?

The: Imbeciles! Fools! Thrice worse than incompetent idiots! What pernicious injury have you inflicted on my precious engines? Mr. Fibuli!
Mr. Fibuli: Captain!
The: Are you trying to scuttle this planet?

The: There we are. That's done. Now, we just have to close the main doors, and the circuit is complete.
Jamie: Oh, thank goodness for that.
[seeing the Cyberman Controller is still alive]
Jamie: Doctor! Doctor!
The: Jamie... You go that way. I'll go this way. That gives us more of a chance. When I say "run", - run. Run! Quickly!

[first lines]
Dalek: Who are you? Who are you? Answer!

[last words before regeneration]
The: What did you say, my boy? "It's all over?" That's what you said... but it isn't at all. It's far from being all over...

Dalek: The ship and its occupants must be totally destroyed. Destroyed! Destroyed!
A: It will be done.

Nyssa: Where are you taking me?
Valgard: I don't usually speak.
Nyssa: I'm not one of the lazers.
Valgard: Your appearance says otherwise.
Nyssa: Are you doctors?
Valgard: [snorts] Baggage handlers. We just receive and pass on.

Harrison: What do you do for an encore, Doctor?
Doctor: I win.

Jo: What on earth is he doing inside a horsebox?
Doctor: It isn't exactly a horsebox. It just happens to look like one.
Jo: You mean there isn't a horse inside?
Doctor: No more than there's a policeman inside my police box.

Doctor: [the Third Doctor's last words] A tear, Sarah Jane? No, no, don't cry. While there's life, there's...

Doctor: It's part of a Timelord's job to insist on justice for all species.

King: How is my poor country?

Duggan: What's Scarlioni's angle?
The: Scarlioni's angle? I've never heard...
[to Romana]
The: Have you ever heard of Scarlioni's angle?
Romana: No, I was never any good at geometry.
The: [to Duggan] Who's Scarlinoi?
Duggan: Count Scarlioni. Everyone on Earth's heard of Count Scarlioni.
The: Ah, well, we've only just landed on Earth.

[the doctor is locked in a basement with a Dalek]
The: Ace! Ace! Open the door! Ace, open...
[He turns and sees the Dalek levitating up the stairs towards him]
Dalek: You are the Doctor! You are the enemy of the Daleks! You will be exterminated. EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!

Dalek: Seal off the capsule's secret entrance.
Dalek: I obey.
Dalek: Wait. No more than three Daleks to be seen together at any one time.
Dalek: I obey.
Dalek: We are not ready yet to teach these human beings the law of the Daleks.

Kane: You stupid girl. Think it's that easy to walk away form me?
Ace: Do you feel like arguing with a can of deodorant that registers nine on the Richter scale?

The: Oi, Dalek! It's me, the Doctor! What's the matter, don't you recognise your mortal enemy?

The: Your companions have entered the sanctum. They disturbed the neuronic nucleus, but they will have paid for the incursion with their lives.

Doctor: I don't think Crayford died in space. When he finally got back here, something returned with him.
Sarah: What?
Doctor: Something that's controlling every human being for miles around.

The: Small though it is, the human brain can be quite effective when used properly.

[last lines]
Dr. Who: [happy to see Polly] Commandant, this is the girl I was telling you about.
Polly: [Polly gives him a puzzled look] I beg your pardon?
Commandant: Do you know these gentlemen?
Polly: No. Why? Should I?
Commandant: According to them, they know you.
Dr. Who: Now where have you been, Polly?
Polly: Polly? My name isn't Polly. You must have made a mistake. I've never seen them before in my life!

Miss: Please trust me enough to come with me to safety. Apart from the danger of the glacier, these creatures.
Penley: Oh yes, your "Ice Warriors". Well, we shall just have to take our chance. No, I won't return. And now you must go. But, if the genius does have trouble with the ioniser, look up my notes on the omega factor.
Miss: Thank you for that at least.
[she leaves]
Storr: This ice warrior - it's real then.
Penley: Oh, yes. And I'm going up there again.
Storr: But why, man?
Penley: Because I must know. Now, put this knife to more sensible use.

Barbara: It's like a silence you can almost hear...

Monarch: I have overthrown the greatest tyranny in the universe - external and internal organs.
Nyssa: What about love?
Monarch: Love?
Enlightenment: The exchange of two fantasies, your majesty.

[first lines]
Sara: Something's gone wrong.
Dr. Who: What's the matter, my dear, hm?
Sara: It's stopped going up and down.
Steven: That's alright, it means we've landed.
Dr. Who: Tut, tut, tut. Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, yes that scanner's not working.
Sara: Can you mend it?
Dr. Who: Yes I can repair it, of course, which means checking the whole circuit.
Steven: Right let's get started.
Dr. Who: Ah, ah, ah. Don't you dare touch anything.
Steven: Why not?
Dr. Who: Well, just look at those dials my dear boy! Sara. look at those dials, now you know what that means? If either of you went outside, it would be extremely dangerous. The whole atmosphere is poisonous.

[searching for explosives in the poacher Clement's shed, Sarah climbs a ladder and discovers it in a box]
Sarah: This looks like it.
[she turns around and tosses it down playfully into the Doctor's hands]
Doctor: [catches it with great fear] Ahh!
Sarah: What's the matter? Not enough?
Doctor: [softly and measuredly] Sweaty gelignite is highly unstable. One good sneeze could set it off.
[the Doctor, visibly coming down from the adrenaline rush, very carefully sets the box down]
Sarah: [hesitatingly] Sorry.
Doctor: No sign of detonators or fuses?
Sarah: [looks] Nope. Nothing. Nothing else. Perhaps he sneezed.
[the Doctor gives Sarah a rueful look]

Tegan: If... My dad used to say that "if" was the most powerful word in the English language

Richard: [praying] And I shall look after the sick, which reminds me: I return to Briggs his money.

[last lines]
Dodo: Doctor? Steven? Look!
Dr. Who: What is it, my dear? What have you found?
Dodo: The statue. They've changed the statue.

Ace: What about the spaceship in the cellar? It's knackered, isn't it?
The: Yes. I fixed it. Uncle Josiah knows as much about its secrets as a hamburger knows about the Amazon desert.
Ace: Sounds a bit like you and the Tardis.

Thal: [dangling Sarah over the edge of the scaffolding] If I should just slacken my grip... They say that people who fall from great heights are dead before they hit the ground. I don't believe that, do you?
[he pulls her back up]
Thal: You're going back to work. In a day or so, you'll wish I had let you drop.

Pangol: How did you get out?
Doctor: Through a hole in the back.
Pangol: But there isn't one.
Doctor: [hold up sonic screwdriver] There is now.

[last lines]
[the TARDIS starts dematerializing. As it fades the Brigadier enters]
Brigadier: Doctor, about that dinner at the Palace: Her Majes...
[the TARDIS fades away completely]
Brigadier: [to the empty room] Yes. Well, I'll tell them you'll be a little late.

The: Does nothing please you?
Peri: Yes - purposeful travel, not aimless wanderings.

The: Why is it none of you can see what's so glaringly obvious?
Commodore: Well, maybe we lack your divine insight.

The: I always like to do the unexpected, it takes people by surprise.

Tegan: Aren't you forgetting something rather important? Adric is dead.

Prof. Emilia Rumford: Doctor, did I understand you correctly: That thing is made of stone?
Doctor: Yes-yes, and it's closing in on us fast.
Prof. Emilia Rumford: But it's impossible.
Doctor: No it isn't. We're standing still.

[last lines]
Thonmi: Victoria. Miss Victoria, where are you? Miss Victoria!
Sapan: My son, what is the matter?
Thonmi: Oh, Sapan, the girl, I can't find her. I think she may have...
Victoria: [screaming] Aahhh!
Thonmi: Miss Victoria!

Calib: [on the crossbow in the Doctor's hands] It takes skill to use one of those.
Doctor: [moves in] What, at this range? No, all it needs is a flick of the wrist.

Doctor: I'm sick of being old.

Ivo: Why do you ask what everyone must know? Are you sent to test me?

Doctor: Vicious, complicated and inefficient. Typical of your way of thinking.
The: Now, come, come, Doctor. Death is always more frightening when it strikes invisibly.

The: When we arrived you expected to find Trions here. Why?
Turlough: The triangle there in the ruin.
The: If this is an abandoned planet, what was your father doing here?
[Turlough doesn't answer]
The: All right, but if you're holding back anything that will aid the Master, our friendship is at an end. Is that understood?
Turlough: Yes, Doctor.

Doctor: And let's hope that many hands will make the lights work.

Joseph: It says here you have been found guilty of an ostentatious display of public grief? Oh, dear, dear, dear.

Doctor: [speaking rapidly] Romana, hello, how are you? I see the Count roped you in as a lab assistant. What are you making for him? A model railway? Gallifreyan egg timer? I hope you're not making a time machine. I shall be very angry.
Count: Doctor, how very nice to see you again. Seems like only 474 years since we last met.

[last lines]
Ben: [about the Daleks] Oh, you needn't worry about them anymore, Doctor. Just a heap of old iron now.

supreme: Report!
dalek: Guardian of the Solar System - Chen - must be watched. His ambitions exceed his usefulness.
supreme: When he has served his purpose he and the others will be eliminated. No power in this universe can stop the Daleks!

[Romana walks in, having regenerated as Princess Astra]
The: Sorry, I thought you were Romana. Have you seen her?
[softly]
The: What are you doing here?
Romana: Regenerating. Do you like it?
The: Regenerating? What are you talking about, regenerating? Only Time Lords regenerate. Look it's awfully nice to see you, Princess Astra...
Romana: *Romana.*
The: "Romana?" Ah...
[K9 starts to interrupt him]
The: Shut up, K9. What are you doing in that body?
Romana: Regenerating. Do you like it?
The: But you can't wear that body!
Romana: I thought it looked very nice on the Princess.

Ben: [Polly screams] What's the matter with you?
[Polly points into the darkness]
Ben: There's nothing there.
Polly: But, there was! I saw it! A huge face, like an insect, or a giant crab. It was horrible and it was looking at us and... And... And it had claws. Claws like we saw on the time scanner.
Ben: There's nothing there. Come on.
Polly: No, not that way.
Ben: Look you're just trying to dodge off.
Polly: No, no. Please no. I'm not, but... but please look.
Ben: There is nothing there!
Polly: Ben.
[the Macra creature appears]
Polly: What is it?
Ben: I... I don't know.
Polly: Well, what are we going to do?
Ben: There is nothing evil or harmful in this colony.
Polly: How can you believe that sludge?
Ben: It stands to reason. It's safe. There is nothing here.
[a giant claw grabs Polly. Ben grabs a piece of timber and desperately beats at the claw]
Polly: [screams] Ben! What is it? Help me! Get it off me, Ben! It's got my foot! Oh, Ben! Help me, Ben! Help me! Help me!
[She screams. Ben fights the creature. The creature releases Polly and moves away]
Polly: Oh, it was horrible!
Ben: It's all right. I think it's going away.
[Polly is still shaken]
Polly: Ben, behind you! There's another one!
[screams]
Polly: Ahh! Ben, they're all around us!
Ben: Polly, you make a run for it, and I'll keep them here.
Polly: No, you won't stand a chance.
Ben: We can't stop here. Come on, quick! Ahh!
Polly: Ahh!
[Polly and Ben run straight into a Macra]

Ravon: Turn out your pockets!
The: Certainly.
[he starts emptying his pockets, putting numerous items on the table including his sonic screwdriver, a magnifying glass, a yo-yo, a bag of jelly babies, handcuffs and more]
The: It might take some time.

Doctor: A plank?
Captain: The theory is very simple: You walk along it. At the end, you fall off. Drop one thousand feet... dead.

The: You killed Peri!

[last lines]
Hal: You are truly a great magician, Doctor.
The: To tell you the truth, Hal, I'm not a magician at all.
Sarah: I'm not so sure about that.
[the Doctor enters the TARDIS, followed by Sarah, and the door closes. Hal is momentarily startled as the TARDIS's engines start up and the blue box magically disappears before his eyes]

Doctor: [clicks his tongue] Goes the weasel.

[last lines]
Jamie: Hello. Who are you?

Peri: He's mad, Doctor; utterly mad!
The: And a raving egoist! Said my mind was nearly the equal of his; the incredible conceit!

Dr. Who: Do you know, Jo, I sometimes think that military intelligence is a contradiction in terms.
Jo: You're not very grateful, are you?
Dr. Who: What, for having my time wasted?
Jo: He did save our lives, you know. Well, didn't he?
Dr. Who: You're quite right, Jo. I'll apologise. If I have the time.

Russell: Who are you?
The: I've already told you. I am known as the Doctor. I'm also a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous.
Russell: You're bonkers.
The: That's debatable.

Perry: This old police box was for a collector of curios.
Dr. Who: But it belongs to me!
Perry: But why is it so important to you?
Dr. Who: Because... because of what's inside it and because it happens to be my property!
Jamie: Look, where is it?
Perry: At the back.
Dr. Who: Well, is there another way through? This door is locked.
Perry: We might be able to get over the yard gates. You see, this door has an electric lock on it.
Dr. Who: You're going to show me where this yard of yours is.
Perry: I say, if it's a police box, shouldn't we get the police?
Jamie: [the door leading to Waterfield's study opens. JAMIE notices and points it out to the Doctor] Doctor...

Omega: So long as I control singularity, I can make it do my will. All these things exist because I will them to exist. Without me and the unceasing pressure of my will, the work of thousands of years would collapse into chaos in microseconds. I am, if you like, the Atlas of my world.
Dr. Who: So, the moment you abandon control you can not escape, and you can not escape without abandoning control.
Omega: Exactly.

Jamie: Doctor.
Dr. Who: Jamie! Jamie!
Jamie: A Dalek nearly caught us, but, I... I tossed it over the edge. But,... poor Kemel.
Dr. Who: [half puzzled and then remembering who Kemel was] Kemel?
Jamie: Aye. You see, he was trying.
Victoria: Where is my father? Is... is he dead?
Dr. Who: [gently] Yes. Yes, I'm afraid he is. But, he didn't die in vain. I think we have seen the end of the Daleks forever! Jamie, we must move along to the TARDIS. It's over there.
Jamie: [about Victoria] We can't leave her alone, Doctor.
Dr. Who: We're not going to leave her. She's coming with us! The end. The final end!

[last lines]
Sarah: You don't seem too disappointed. We've failed. Haven't we?
Doctor: Failed? No, not really. You see, I know that although the Daleks will create havoc and destruction for millions of years, I know also that out of their evil must come something good.

Jobel: Are you picking your nose? I should hope not.

The: [Jamie enters] Ah! You look better for your change of clothes and a bath. You should try it more often.
Jamie: Thank you. What?

Mena: How did you get here? All our visitors have identification.
Doctor: Ah, well... We must have missed the usual channels, as usual.

Doctor: Such variety. Where did it all come from?
Biroc: The universe is our garden.
Doctor: Ah.

Doctor: One of your robots could have done it.
Poul: [laughs] And that's your great theory, is it?
Doctor: Mmm.
Poul: Well, my friend, robots cannot kill, their prime directive... .
Doctor: I know, I know, I know, it's the first program that's laid into any robot's brain, from the simplest Dumb to most complex Super Voc. But suppose... suppose someone's found a way of bypassing it.
Poul: It's impossible, it's just impossible.
Doctor: Bumblebees.
Poul: What?
Doctor: Terran insects. Aerodynamically impossible for them to fly, but they do it. I'm rather fond of bumblebees.

The: The whole race physically amalgamated into one organism with one immense personality. That's why the Master came here. That's why he laid this loop around the chamber. He wants this at the center of his TARDIS.
Nyssa: Why?
The: Must have exhausted his own dynamorphic generator.
Nyssa: Of course. The nucleus is the perfect substitute.
The: And infinitely more powerful.

The: What do you know of the Mara?
Panna: It is the Mara who now turn the wheel. It is the Mara who dance to the music of our despair. Our suffering is the Mara's delight. Our madness - the Maras' meat and drink. And now he has returned.

The: Dreams are important, Nyssa. Never underestimate them.

Arak: No more executions? Torture? Nothing?
Etta: It's all changed. We're free.
Arak: Are we?
Etta: Yes.
Arak: What shall we do?
Etta: Don't know.

Doctor: [materializing unobtrusively - right into the heart of the main square] Ah! Hello, good morning! Or is it evening here? Lovely day, isn't it? Wasn't it?

The: Now go back to Vena and the others, Peri. Please.
Peri: Can't. I don't trust you. You're being too reasonable.
The: Then I shall be unreasonable - GET OUT!

Doctor: Well, I'll tell you something that should be of vital interest to you, Professor.
Professor: [Unintelligible]
Doctor: That you, sir, are a nitwit!

Shardovan: I have the honour to be librarian for the dwellings of Castrovalva.
The: Librarian? Books and stuff?
Shardovan: Books ARE the principal business of a library, sir.

The: The waves of time wash us all clean.

The: A cosmos without the Doctor scarcely bears thinking about.

Dr. Fendelman: [having arrested the Doctor] Take him away. Lock him up somewhere.
Doctor: Is that the way you treat all your house guests?
Dr. Fendelman: Only the uninvited ones whom I suspect of murder.

Brigadier: [as the Doctor finishes conversing with his previous incarnation] Who in the name of heaven was that?
Dr. Who: I'm afraid you'd never believe me.

The: You have killed this poor fellow!
Achilles: [Believing the Doctor to be Zeus] Oh, but in your name.

The: I do wish you'd stop saying "Oh, I see."
Herbert: Sorry. I just feel a... a wee bit nervous. I didn't realize dying heroically was such a strain on the nerves.
The: Oh, well. Shouldn't live too long.
Herbert: Oh, I see.
[catches himself]
Herbert: Sorry.

[first lines]
Cyberman #1: Stand back, stand back from that door.
Hobson: You're right! It is them! Quick! Get out of it!
The: [screaming] No!
[Cyberman #2 shoots Bob]
Cyberman #1: Remain still.
Hobson: You devils! You killed him! An unarmed man!
Cyberman #1: Get up.
[to Cyberman #2]
Cyberman #1: See that they remain there.
Cyberman #2: Yes.
Cyberman #1: Operational System Two now complete. Operational System Two now complete.

Villar: For such a little woman, your mouth is too big.

The: Jamie, I hope you made those ropes secure.
Jamie: Oh, the King of the Beasties himself couldnae get out of that one.
[the Cyberman Controller bursts free]
The: Jamie, remind me to give you a lesson in tying knots sometime.
Cyberman Controller: You will remain still.

[last lines]
Dalek: [the Count-down reaches its climax] Four, three, two, one, zero!
[the Dalek time machine dematerialises and fades from the Control Room]
Dalek: Report to Skaro. Our time machine is now in pursuit. Nothing can match Dalek technology. The universe shall be ours. Conquest is assured.
Daleks: Conquest! Conquest! Conquest! Conquest! Conquest! Conquest!

Helen: Did you hear about the killjoy who won an outing with the Happiness Patrol? He was tickled to death.

The: [as Mel] Doctor, are you sure you're well?
The: Of course. Fit as a trombone.

The: I sometimes think I should be running a tighter ship.
Adric: A tighter ship?
The: Yes. The second law of thermodynamics is taking its toll on the old thing. Entropy increases.

Richard the Lionheart: [shouting] Are you deaf? We do not trade with Saladin today. Not today, nor tomorrow, nor any day henceforth.
Dr. Who: Our young friend is a woman, Sire. Have pity. Let us help her.
Vicki: [meekly] Please, Your Majesty.
Richard the Lionheart: [now fuming] Understand this! This woman can rot in one of Saladin's prisons until her hair turns white before I'll trade with the man that killed my friends!

The: I really must curb these urges. I've no wish to be contaminated by your whims and idiosyncrasies.

The: I'm the Doctor.
Will: Doctor? Doctor bain't a proper name. Will Chandler be a proper name.

Maaga: I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Won't you sit down?
Dr. Who: Ahh, yes, heh, heh. Thank you, I will. Hmm.
Maaga: I have to hear the report first.
Dr. Who: Oh, naturally!
Maaga: It is necessary when you are at war.
Steven: [surprised] At war?
Maaga: With the Rills and their machines.
Vicki: The Chumblies!
Maaga: This is a fight to the death. For existence itself...
Dr. Who: I see.
Maaga: ...in which one of us will be obliterated.
Dr. Who: Oh, as bad as that?
Maaga: Yes. So bad that it is conceivable that you, too, will be obliterated.
Dr. Who: Oh, come now! There is no need to exaggerate.
Maaga: It's no exaggeration!
Vicki: [with suspicion] You want to kill us, don't you? You want to.
Maaga: When a planet disintegrates, nothing survives.
Dr. Who: Disintegrates? This planet? Hmm?
Maaga: Yes, it's in its last moments of life. Soon it will explode.
Dr. Who: When?
Maaga: In fourteen dawn's time.
Steven: Look, how do you know? How can you be so certain?
Maaga: The Rills told us. That is why they're repairing their spaceship - so that they can escape.
Dr. Who: Hmm, hmm. Well, that sounds reasonable enough to me. Hmm, hmm...

Dr. Who: [yelling at Steven] These are Daleks! Now you listen to me, young man, I am in charge of this situation...
Bret: Sir! Will you shut up? At least that's stopped you arguing.
Dr. Who: Well, upon my soul!
Bret: Now look here, I don't care what happens to you, but I've got to warn Earth!
Dr. Who: Yes, and you will have to do far more than that! If the Daleks are doing something drastic, then we have to stop the Daleks! Now will you shut up, sir?Hmm?

Doctor: [saved from vicious, animated plant life] Did you get those things off me?
Huntsman: Yes.
Doctor: Thank you, very much.
Huntsman: [to his guards] Kill him.
Doctor: What? And just as we were all getting on so well?
Huntsman: [again to his guards] Kill him!
Doctor: Look, I... I don't want to stand on protocol or anything like that, but couldn't you at least do the done thing and take me to your leader?
Karela: Wait!
Doctor: Wait!
[to Karela]
Doctor: Are you in charge here?
Karela: I am.
Doctor: Thank you very much. You saved my life and I'm the Doctor. What are these things?
Karela: Wolfweeds.
Doctor: Weeds? What, plant weeds?
Karela: Of course. Specially grown in the Lady Adrasta's nurseries.
Doctor: Good Lord! If I were you I'd introduce her to geraniums before it's too late.

Dr. Meredith: I take it you're yet another member of the UNIT team?
The: Yes. Depressing, isn't it?

Dr. Gemma Corwyn: Can you give me your full name please?
Jamie: James Robert McCrimmon. Jamie.
Dr. Gemma Corwyn: Thank you. And your friend?
Jamie: Err... The Doctor.
Dr. Gemma Corwyn: I can't put that down.
Jamie: Err...
[spots the lid of Gemma's stethoscope box with the words "John Smith & Associates" on it]
Jamie: John Smith.
Dr. Gemma Corwyn: [with a bemused look on her face] Really?
Jamie: Aye.
Dr. Gemma Corwyn: Dr. John Smith.
Jamie: There must be a lot of them about.
Dr. Gemma Corwyn: I dare say.

Doctor: How much are they paying you?
Rossini: Come, come, Doctor. Gentlemen don't discuss money.
Doctor: Nonsense. Gentlemen never talk about anything else.

Dr. Who: All my life I've known of you and honored you as our greatest hero.
Omega: A hero? I should have been a god!

Cyberman Controller: Open up.
Kaftan: No!
[shoots the Cyberman Controller, but the shot does nothing]
Cyberman Controller: That gun will not harm me.
[the Cyberman Controller shoots Kaftan dead]
Victoria: Aagh!

Turlough: [seeing the Cybermen plant a bomb outside the TARDIS] I didn't realize what they were up to.
Susan: What are we going to do now?
Turlough: [dryly] Die.

Perpugilliam: What is that terrible smell?
Lytton: Death.
Griffiths: Trust him to cheer everyone up.
Perpugilliam: What do you mean, death?
Lytton: The sour, rank odour of death is unmistakable.

Cyber: A Time Lord. But they're forbidden to interfere.
Cyber: This one calls himself the Doctor, and does nothing else but interfere.

The: I envy you your TARDIS, Master.
The: Excellent, Doctor. Envy's the beginning of all true greatness.

The: [finds an opening in the wall paneling] Ah! This looks big enough to get down.
Peri: Oh, can't we just take off?
The: Not until I find out exactly what happened here!
Peri: [finding a dead Androgum on floor] Doctor, look!
The: We haven't got time to bother about dead Androgums, Peri.
Peri: How do you know it's an Androgum?
The: I know an Androgum when I see one. Come on! Right! It shouldn't be too far down. Just put your arms over you head and slide.
Peri: But what happens if I get stuck?
The: Shouldn't advise that. I'll be right behind you.

Megara: As your council, my advice to you is to submit to execution. So much easier in the end.

The: [looking into Romana's room] Ha. I suppose I'm gonna miss Romana.
Adric: And K-9, too.
The: [turning swiftly away] Yes. Still, the future lies this way.

Romana: Well, so much for the paranormal. It's back to brute force, I suppose.

[last lines]
Padmasambhava: [to Victoria] Come in, my child, Come in... You have no alternative.

Turlough: Where does this lead?
First: [blocking his way] The deck. The crew are busy at the moment. You would only be in the way up there.
Turlough: What are they doing?
First: Hauling of the halyards.
Turlough: Halyards? On a spaceship?
First: We observe the spirit as well as the rules of the race.

Jamie: We don't usually get to where you say we're going.
The: I got Victoria to where she wanted to go. Why she wants to learn graphology, I have no idea!

The: Make your last move, Doctor. Make your *last* move.

The: As you snore, so shall you sleep.

Doctor: [after finding a tape recorder in Recovery 7] Well, well, well. A tape recording.
Prof. Ralph Cornish: Triggered off by our speech.
Brig. Alastair Gordon Lethbridge: Then where are the astronauts?
Doctor: Someone wanted us to believe they are still inside there.

The: [discussing the paintings] Can I ask you where you got these?
Count: No.
The: Or how you knew they were here?
Count: No.
The: They've been bricked up a long time.
Count: [smug smile] Yes.
The: I like consise answers.

Sarah: [looking around] This isn't Hillview Road! I bet it isn't even South Croydon!
[laughing]
Sarah: He blew it!

Steven: Stop that! Turn the talk-back on again!
Bret: [shrugs] There's no point.
Steven: Turn it on again, before he really hurts her.
Bret: Look, he can't kill her - or he hasn't a hostage.
Steven: You... animal!
Kirksen: Now that's just for starters. Do as I say!
Dr. Who: Change course!
Kirksen: Now, that's more like it!
Dr. Who: Take him back to Kembel. Take him back to Kembel! Let the Daleks deal with him!
Steven: Yes, and us.
Dr. Who: Oh, don't worry, dear boy, We'll find a way out.
Kirksen: [to Katarina] Stop that or you're dead!
Bret: I can't sacrifice everything for the sake of that one girl!
Steven: Listen! Without us you wouldn't have got off Kembel at all, and nothing would be worth bothering about!
Bret: All right, so we all go back together. But without me, I doubt that you would have got this far either.
Steven: Yes, all right, but I won't let you hurt Katarina. We'll head back for Kembel as the Doctor says on the way, we may find a way to get her out of there.
Kirksen: You won't!
Steven: [Katarina reaches for the airlock switch] No, not that one! Katarina!
[Katarina opens the airlock. Katarina and Kirksen are swept into space to their deaths]
Steven: Katarina!
[softly]
Steven: Too late. She pressed the wrong button, Doctor.
Dr. Who: She may have wanted to, dear boy. She wanted to save our lives.
Bret: [awkwardly] It must have been quick.
Dr. Who: I hope she's reached her Place of Perfection.
Steven: Yes, but not that way.
Dr. Who: She didn't understand. She couldn't understand. She wanted to save our lives. And perhaps the lives of all the other beings of the Solar System. I hope she's found her Perfection. Oh, how I shall always remember her as one of the Daughters of the Gods. Yes, as one of the Daughters of the Gods.

Shockeye: [prepared to carve up Jamie] This will only take a few minutes, madam.
[poking Jamie's hips and thighs]
Shockeye: I thought we could have the saddle and the haunches for supper.
Chessene: Never mind that now, Shockeye. I want that Time Lord found!

The: My friend and I are not from your planet.
Nyder: Aliens?
Harry: Humans. Er, well, I am, anyway.
Nyder: I've heard Davros say there is no intelligent life on other planets. So either he is wrong or you are lying.
The: We are not lying.
Nyder: And Davros is never wrong about anything.
The: Then he must be exceptional. Even I am occasionally wrong about some things. Who is this Davros?
Nyder: Our greatest scientist. He's in charge of all research at the bunker.

Balazar: Where are you from, old one?
The: Old one!
Balazar: What station did you disgrace with your miserable presence, water thief?
The: I may look old to you, wiskerless youth, but I'll have you know I'm in the prime of my life. I'm only nine-hundred years old.

[the Doctor and Sarah escape into a tunnel from an assault by the Daleks upon the Exxilons using newly retrofitted ballistic guns]
The: Stay there.
[the Doctor backtracks to check to see if they're being followed. He returns to Sarah]
The: The Daleks don't seem to be following us.
Sarah: [gasping, out of breath] Oh, those robot things, are they locals?
The: Hardly. They're probably the most technically advanced and ruthless life form in the galaxy.
Sarah: But-but if they're robots, how is it their power's not affected? They can't half move.
The: Because they're only half robot, Sarah. Inside each of those shells is a living, bubbling lump of hate.
Sarah: You mean they've got legs?
The: No, they move by psychokinetic power.
Sarah: I see.
The: Do you?
Sarah: No.

The: You're playing a dangerous game, Kandy Man. That red-hot poker will cut through you like a knife through butterscotch.

The: At last, Doctor. At last I've cut you down to size.

Ian: Doctor, why do you always show the greatest interest in the least important things, eh?
Dr. Who: The least important things sometimes, my dear boy, lead to the greatest discoveries.

Li: I will now ask my eager volunteer kindly to step into the Cabinet of Death.
[the Doctor enters the cabinet. Doors are shut. Chang and his assistant turn the cabinet around to show audience that the back is solid. While the front doors face upstage, the Doctor slips out and walks off into the wings, in full view of all. Chang, puzzled by the audience's laughter, swings the cabinet round and opens the doors. It's empty, but he takes it in stride]
Li: The bird has flown. One of us is yellow.

The: We're in the middle of a minefield. Follow me and tread in my footsteps.
Sarah: Good King Wenceslas.

The: Daleks are such boring conversationalists.

The: I'm not helping you, officially. And if anyone happens to ask whether I made any material difference to the welfare of this planet, you can tell them I came and went like a summer cloud.

The: Sausages! Man will become like a string of sausages - all the same!

Jane: Pains me to say it but I'm sorry I ever doubted you.
The: Well, we all learn by our mistakes.

Oscar: [pointing a sign written in Spanish] What does that say, Anita?
Anita: "Keep out"!
Oscar: Oh, well, perhaps we better had.
Anita: It doesn't matter, Oscar. It's a very old sign.

[Glitz explodes a grenade near the Tribe of the Free to get their rapt attention. He calls to one of them]
Sabalom: Come here you ignorant, maggot ridden peasent!
[to Dibber]
Sabalom: Somehow I always feel foolish saying this
[Addressing the Free]
Sabalom: Take me to your leader!

Commander: [looking at the TARDIS] If I didn't know better, Castellan, I'd swear it was a Type 40.
Castellan: It is.
Commander: But that's impossible. There are no Type 40s in service. They're out of commission, obsolete.
The: [Inside, watching them on the scanner screen] Obsolete? Twaddle! Take no notice, my dear old thing.
[he pats the TARDIS console]

WOTAN: Doctor Who is required! Bring him here!

Scorby: OK, start talking.
Doctor: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart had perfect pitch, he...
Scorby: What happened to him?
Doctor: Who?, Wolfgang Amadeus M... oh him? He died
Arnold: How did that happen?
Scorby: It happened because of a pod.
Arnold: A pod?
Scorby: Doctor, there's already one corpse in here, I can easily double that number.
Sarah: Look, he's telling you the truth.
Scorby: [to Sarah] Stay where you are.
Arnold: There's been an accident, one of the men was infected.
Doctor: By the pod?
Sarah: He went mad.
Doctor: Yes. You could say he's not quite himself.
Scorby: Where is he now?
Scorby: We don't know. Somewhere out there.
Arnold: Oh you mean we have a homicidal maniac on the loose?
Doctor: Oh much more dangerous than that. And he's desperate for food and warmth. And there's only one place he can find food and warmth.
Scorby: You mean this camp?
Doctor: It's a comforting thought, isn't it? I think we should lock all the doors and windows.

The: I've got to program a temporal deviation to escape the warp ellipse.
Brigadier: We stuck on this ship?
The: I wonder... if I reverse the polarity of the neutron flow...

Sarah: You know, this is barmy. Here we are calmly discussing happiness planets with blue moons, giant spiders, magic crystals as if I was talking about umm pussycats, fish and chips and the Liverpool docks.
Doctor: Well, they're just as real.
Sarah: Oh, I know. That's what gets me.

The: Listen. You listen to me in there. What you want is something warm and sensible. Something that will wear well. Something with a bit of style and, well, style. You know?
[the newly regenerated Romana returns, wearing the Third Doctor's spare coat, scarf and floppy hat - these are several sizes too big for her]
The: How about this, Doctor?
Romana: Exactly! Good, heavens, that's exactly right. Ha! I never realised you had such a sense of style.
The: I thought you said external appearances weren't important.
Romana: Ah, but it's nice to get them right, isn't it?

[the Terileptil Leader blasts the sonic screwdriver, destroying it]
The: I feel as though you've just killed an old friend.
Terileptil: It is with some sadness that I tell you you are about to join it.
The: Why not smile and let me live?

The: [spotting Adric on his own] So your sheep stray from the fold, Doctor.

Commandant: [after finding plastic cups in the packing case] Plastic cups!
[He turns angrily to the Doctor]
Commandant: Now, I'm going to do some investigating of my own.
Dr. Who: [Brightly] I'm glad I've roused your interest.
Commandant: [Furiously] Oh, but you have. And what I am going to investigate is you and why you're both here in the Airport.
[to Blade]
Commandant: Thank you, Captain Blade.
[to the Doctor and Jamie]
Commandant: Come on, you two, out!
Dr. Who: [sighing] Come on, Jamie. We'd better humor him.

Ben: Do you know what you're doing?
The: Oh, what a question - of course I don't! There's no rule against trying, is there?

The: There are none so deaf as those who clutch at straws.

[first lines]
Jamie: [upon entering the TARDIS for the first time, he looks around him. The central column rises and falls] What's this?
The: You'll find out.
[operates the controls]
Jamie: Ah, I don't think I want to.
Ben: It's a machine, my old haggis; it's taken you away from Scotland forever.
Jamie: Where to?
Ben: Ah, well, that as the Doctor would say, that is in the lap of the gods. We never know.
Jamie: Ah, you'd not be leading me on now, would you? It's a fact; you don't know where we're going?
Polly: Quite true, and what's more we don't even know what year it will be either.
Jamie: Och, now, I don't believe it.
The: "Nae man can tether time nor tide" - Robert Burns.
Jamie: Hey? Who's Robert Burns?
The: Oh, I should have remembered.
Polly: What?
The: Well to Jamie, it's seventeen forty six. Robert Burns wasn't born until seventeen fifty nine.
Ben: It's all complicated, isn't it?
Jamie: What's happening now?
The: We're just beginning to land. Hold tight, everyone.
Jamie: Land?
Polly: Don't be scared, Jamie, it's alright, really.
Ben: I get a sort of queer feeling. See, we never know what we're going to find, do we?
The: Ah that's the fun. Stand by, here we go.
Polly: Please let it be Chelsea nineteen sixty six.
Ben: Hope it's the Daleks, I don't think.
The: Prehistoric monsters...

Cardinal: Our story is going to be that the Master arrived in Gallifrey to assassinate the President, secretly. Before he could escape, Chancellor Goth tracked him down and killed him, unfortunately perishing himself in the exchange of fire. Now that's much better. I can believe that.
Co: You're making Goth into a hero?
Cardinal: If heroes don't exist, it is necessary to invent them. Good for public morale.
Co: And the Doctor's part in all this?
Cardinal: Best forgotten. Of course, Doctor, the charge against you will be dropped.
Doctor: How kind.
Cardinal: Conditional on your leaving Gallifrey tonight.
Doctor: Somehow, Cardinal, I don't want to stay.
Cardinal: Good. I believe you know something of the Master's past.
Doctor: We've bumped into each other from time to time.
Cardinal: Then before you leave, you can assist Coordinator Engin to compile a new biog of him. It doesn't have to be entirely accurate.
Doctor: Like Time Lord history.

Dr. Who: Well, I suppose you might say that I am a citizen of the universe and a gentleman to boot!

Jo: Doctor, stop being childish.
Dr. Who: What's wrong with being childish? I like being childish.

Shockeye: [having captured Peri] What a fine, fleshy beast, ha! Just in your prime. And ripe for the knife.
[knocks her out]
Shockeye: Oh, pity it's not a jack. Still...
[carries her off to the kitchen]

Vince: [left alone with Leela] This is quite a treat for me, miss.
Leela: [examining a telegraph] It is?
Vince: Oh, don't touch that, please, miss. Oh, yes. It's a lonely life up the lighthouse, you see. I get... I go out sometimes and talk to the seals, you know. Just to get a change from Rueben and Ben.
Leela: Seals are animals?
Vince: Well, yes.
Leela: That is stupid. You should talk often with the old ones of your tribe. That is the only way to learn.
Vince: [confused] I'll get you a hot drink, miss.
Leela: I could do with some dry clothes more than a hot drink.
Vince: Oh, I'm afraid we don't have nothing suitable for a lady.
Leela: I'm no lady, Vince. The clothes you are wearing will be most suitable.

Orcini: Bostock, my squire. I'm afraid the only philosophy practiced by Bostock is to do as little about his personal hygiene as possible.
Bostock: Lady.
Kara: And why not? The odor of nature has charms all of its own.
Bostock: My very sentiments, Lady.
Orcini: He may smell like rotting flesh, but he's an excellent squire.

[first lines]
Damon: [close-ups of hypodermic being filled from a bottle] One tiny jab, and you'll know nothing more about it until it's all over.
[Polly sobs]

Jobel: I have the President's wife out there, and I can tell you that she is, uh... she is far more active now than she ever was when she was alive.

Doctor: I never carry weapons. If people see you mean them no harm, they never hurt you - 9 times out of 10.

The: Don't I know you?
Li: I think not.
The: Yes. I've seen you somewhere before.
Li: I understand we all look the same.
The: Are you Chinese?

The: Patron, three glasses of water. Make them doubles.

[the TARDIS has landed, rather bumpily, in a London Underground railway tunnel]
Dr. Who: For the moment, we have eluded our captor. Look at the scanner, both of you.
Victoria: Well, where are we?
Dr. Who: I really don't know, Victoria. Shall we go out and have a look.
Victoria: Now? Is it safe?
Dr. Who: [mischievously and airily] Oh, I shouldn't think so for a moment! Jamie... I think we're going to need torches.

The: You look very nice in that dress, Victoria.
Victoria: Thank you. Don't you think it's a bit... , uh?
The: A bit short? Oh, I shouldn't worry about that. Look at Jamie's.
Jamie: Ey, I'll have you know that... Oh, aye!
The: Come along. Come along, let's go and see what the others are doing, shall we? Come along.

Barbara: That's us! That's not models or pictures. That's us!
Dr. Who: Yes. Exhibits in a Space Museum.

Commander: We function logically.
Doctor: My condolences to you.

Leela: How are you going to get past the Rutan?
Doctor: With discretion.

Animus: Escape is impossible. Impossible.

[last lines]
The: Go on. Go on. All right, we'll go through this opening when I give the word. Right! Now!
Medok: No, look, out there.
The: I don't see anything.
Medok: In that patch of moonlight. I told you I'd seen them.
[in front of them is a hideous crab-like creature]

Leela: Doctor, why don't we just blow up Titan, Nucleus, breeding tanks, everything?
Doctor: That's your answer to everything, isn't it? Knock it on the head.
Leela: Effective, isn't it? Smash it once and for all? Well?
Doctor: This is a hospital, not an arsenal."

The: Logopolis is not the universe.
The: But it is. Logopolis is the keystone. If you destroy Logopolis, you unravel the whole causal nexus.
The: "Causal nexus" - you insult my intelligence.

Kalmar: The penalty for knowledge is death.

[Neeva leaps toward the Doctor with a two-handled device moving it up and around the Doctor, chanting]
The: [flinching away] I'd be careful with that if I were you: it's an ultra-beam accelerator.
Neeva: See how it fears the sacred relics of Xoanon!
The: If there happens to be a charge in there, you could transform this whole village into a smoky hole in the ground.
Neeva: Hear how it threatens us!
The: Yes, well, uh, if you'll just untie my hands, I think I have an idea of what's going on, I may be able to help.
Neeva: Hear how it squirms for release! Hehey ahya! Hagh, hagh, hagh, hagh, haghaa it cannot deceive us!
The: [sarcastically] Oh, no, I can see you're a person of very superior intellect.
The: [to Andor] Are you the leader of this tribe or is he?

[last lines]
The: Now, I want you to keep an eye on that young man, will you. Hmm?
Katarina: [believing the Doctor is still Zeus] Yes, great god.
The: His name is Steven. And remember, Katarina, you must call me "Doctor".
Katarina: Oh, as you wish Doc.
The: I'm not a "Doc". And I am not a god. Oh, my dear Vicki, I hope you'll be all right. Hmm.
[overcome with emotion]
The: I shall miss you child. Oh, yes. Now, those drugs. Those drugs. What am I going to do? I must stop somewhere. But, how? I've got to! Yes! I must! I must!

Adric: The wave loop pattern's unmistakable.
Tremas: Ah, you recognize the source of these energy emissions.
Adric: I thought they might be from some sort of a TARDIS, but don't know what the Doctor thinks.
Doctor: The Doctor thinks you might have a very good point. It certainly LOOKS like a TARDIS generator but you don't get shifts ratios of this magnitude in an ordinary Type 40. Adric, we have a flow-back flow inducer in the making here.

Styggron: [with the Doctor strapped to a brain analyzing table] In a moment, Doctor, the knowledge and experience of your entire life will be transposed into our databank.
Doctor: That's stealing!

Brigadier: In any case, Doctor, every section of U.N.I.T. now has the search for The Master written into standing orders.
Dr. Who: Priority Z-144, I suppose.
Brigadier: Priority A-1, actually.
Dr. Who: Look, I tell you Brigadier, there is grave danger.
Brigadier: Danger of what, for heaven's sake?
Dr. Who: Well I'm not sure, but in my dream, I quite clearly... .
Brigadier: If it ever got out, you'll be the laughing stock of U.N.I.T. "A dream". Really, Doctor, you'll be consulting the entrails of a sheep, next.
Jo: [Bursts out laughing]

The: Victoria, I think this is one of those instances where discretion is the better part of the valour. Jamie has an idea.

The: Listen, Herbert, if you want to do something useful while waiting to enter Valhalla, could you read off the numbers on that screen you see immediately in front of you?
Herbert: Of course. This one?
The: [as with an idiot] How many screens do you see immediately in front of you.
Herbert: Just the one.
The: That's the one.

Brig. Alastair Gordon Lethbridge: I think the general's a bit overwrought.
Prof. Ralph Cornish: I think he's insane.

The: [in German accent] Doctor von Wer, at your service.
Redcoat: Doctor who?
The: [muttering under his breath] That's what I said.

Vislor: [rushing in and holding Commander Vorshak at gunpoint] The Doctor and Tegan - where are they?
Commander: They're safe and contributing to the defense of this base, as you are.
Vislor: [taken aback] Sorry?
Commander: You're volunteering your services to defend this bulkhead.

Sarah: [the Doctor has ferreted out Sarah Jane's identity] Are you going to give me away, Doctor?
The: I don't think so.
Sarah: [suddenly cheering] Why not?
The: [leans back, tents his fingers] Well, you can make yourself useful. We need someone around here to make the coffee.
Sarah: [incensed] If you think I'm going to spend my time making cups of coffee for you...
[she halts as the Doctor leaps out of his chair. Reubish is scribbling something in chalk on the side of the TARDIS]
The: Professor! Would you kindly desist? This isn't a blackboard, you know!
[begins to unlock the TARDIS door]
Professor: Oh, I do beg your pardon, Doctor. I was just trying to prove...
Sarah: What are you going to do in there?
The: [opens the TARDIS door] Make *myself* a cup of coffee. Good day to you.

Ancelyn: He has many names, but in my reckoning, he is Merlin.
The: Do you recognize my face then?
Ancelyn: No, it is not your aspect, but your manner that betrays you. Do you not ride the ship of time? Does it not deceive the senses by being larger within than without? Come, Merlin, cease these games.

Leela: I suppose you're always right, about everything.
Doctor: Invariably... Invariably... Goodbye.

Prof. Hayter: I'm a scientist, Doctor. The chance of inheriting the wisdom of all the universe is an opportunity I can not ignore.
The: It will destroy you. You don't understand what you're doing.
Prof. Hayter: Precisely, Doctor, but soon I shall know everything.

Dr. Fendelman: [tied up by Max] I trusted him.
Prof. Adam Colby: [tied up as well] I didn't and I'm going to end up just as dead as you, if that's any consolation.

[last lines]
Dalek: Who are you? Who are you? Answer!

Herrick: The gods use us for their sport. We should have wiped them out when we had the chance.

The: Predictable as ever, Doctor.

Omega: Those who oppose the will of Omega shall not live!

[first lines]
Jamie: It's a flying beastie!

Romana: You've got a pretty cynical attitude to life, haven't you, Duggan?
Duggan: Well, when you've been around as long as I have. How old are you, anyway?
Romana: 125.

Balazar: Tis my task to study the ancient texts.
The: About which you continually boast. That's the trouble with parried little swats like you, Balazar. You can't even organize an efficient stoning.
Balazar: It was only half over.
The: Ahh...
Balazar: You'd have been free of your troubles now if Merdeen and his trained guards had not saved you.

Officia: Gas centre standing by. What transfers do you wish made?
Control: Prepare for gas to be diverted into the old shaft. Inspect connection immediately and report back.
Polly: The old shaft. Doctor, that's where Jamie is!
The: So they're going to pour this gas in the old shaft - gas they value above all else. What do you make of that, Polly?
Polly: For goodness sake, Doctor. What are you going on about?
The: Don't you see? Control are not pouring this poisonous gas into the old shaft to kill Jamie. They've quite another reason.

El: [to Barbara with an evil smile] The only pleasure left for you is death. And death is very far away.

Black: The Doctor still lives.
Turlough: He's trapped. He's powerless. Probably dead already.
Black: You represent a poor investment of my time and energy, and for such an investment there is only one course to follow.

Zoe: How did you pilot the rocket, Doctor?
Dr. Who: I don't think we've met have we?
Dr. Gemma Corwyn: Zoe... Doctor... John Smith, isn't it?
[the Doctor looks about for Dr. John Smith]
Jamie: [pushing the Doctor a little bit to get his attention] John... John...
[the Doctor realises that John Smith is himself]
Dr. Who: [pushing the Doctor a little bit to get his attention] John... John...
[the Doctor realises that John Smith is himself]
Zoe: I'm an astrophysicist. Pure-mathematics major.
Dr. Gemma Corwyn: With honors.
Dr. Who: Oh, I am impressed.
Dr. Gemma Corwyn: We use Zoe as our second opinion.
Zoe: [to the Doctor] You didn't answer my question.
Dr. Who: What question?
Jamie: [to Zoe] You know, I surprised you didn't know the answer. Now, don't tell me there is something you can't work out!
Zoe: [to the Doctor] How did you pilot the rocket ship? You see, I've calculated its original course. It was a surface and supply station for Number Five Station, overdue and presumed lost nine weeks ago. Well the rocket couldn't have drifted eighty seven million miles off course.
Dr. Who: So what's your theory?
Zoe: Well, there is a record of the last contract with the Silver Carrier rocket. It had seven million miles to touchdown, and enough fuel for twenty million. Well, it couldn't have drifted here off course in the time involved. It must have been driven and piloted.
Jamie: Och, you are a right wee space-detective!
Zoe: There's only one solution. That rocket was re-fuelled in space. - Provided for at least with another twelve fuel rods.
Dr. Who: Well, it is an interesting theory...
Zoe: Oh, it isn't a theory. You can't disprove the facts. It's pure logic.
Dr. Who: Logic, my dear Zoe, merely enables one to be wrong with authority. Supposing there was a faulty automatic pilot?
Zoe: To drive a rocket eighty seven million miles on fuel for twenty million?
Dr. Who: Well, it's a possibility.
Zoe: That rocket was driven here somehow. I know it was.

The: I am the Doctor, whether you like it or not.

Duggan: Can anyone join in on this conversation or do you need a certificate?

Zadek: Doctor...
Doctor: Hmm?
Zadek: The Prince...
King: [interjecting] King.
Zadek: Oh, uh, quite so, Your Majesty!
Doctor: [disapprovingly] Zadek.
Zadek: Oh, drat. I keep forgetting he's only an android. Doctor, the King seems to be - how should I say it - a trifle more, uh...
Doctor: What, intelligent than the real one?
Zadek: Yes.
Doctor: Well, of course he is. I programmed him.
Zadek: We don't want him too intelligent, Doctor.
Doctor: Hmm?
Zadek: You can't trust androids, you know.
Doctor: That's funny, you know. That's what some androids say about people.

Leela: These 'taxes', they are like sacrifices to tribal gods?
The: Well, roughly speaking, but paying taxes is more painful.

Doctor: [to Taren Capel] You look ridiculous in that outfit. Not half the robot your father was.

The: I left a waistcoat like that on... Ever been to Alzarius?
Adric: I was BORN there, Doctor.
The: Really? It's a small universe, isn't it.

Peri: [concerned over the station's automated defense system threatening their lives] It's getting awfully hot and stuffy in here, now.
The: Yes. Having failed to freeze us to death, it's now trying to bake us! It appears to be a machine, with a distinctly limited repertoire.
Peri: Well, who needs anything fancy? Oh, Doctor, we've got to get out of here.
The: We have to do better than that. We have to find our way to the control centre and turn the wretched thing off!
Peri: Well how are we gonna do that without being zapped on the way?
The: "Zapped"? We're to find our way down into the infrastructure and work our way across. It'll be a cram, no doubt, but safer than going on the walkways.
[searching through Dastari's desk]
The: Oh, not so much as a paper clip! You'd think someone like Dastari would keep a few useful odds and ends around!
Peri: Oh Doctor, it's absolutely stifling now.
The: Yes. Yes it is getting a bit uncomfortable.
[removes some paneling from wall]
The: As I thought. I could trip this if I had a bit of wire!
Peri: What are you trying to do?
The: Save us from death by dehydration. That computer's been forced to turn the power on, but it hasn't energized the door locks. If only I could... A-ha!
[hands her a banana while focusing on a sculpture]
The: There you are.
[pulls a piece of wire from a sculpture, uses it to trip the switch and the door opens]
The: Voilà! You know, I don't know much about art, but I know what I like!

Megara: In accordance with article 14 of the legal code, subsection 1-3-5: this humanoid's execution is stayed for two hours while we graciously consent to hear his appeal; afterwords the execution will take place as ordered.
Doctor: Your honors are too kind.

Sir: Name yourself, Sir Knight.
Sir: Geoffrey de Lacey, cousin to Ranulf Fitzwilliam. And your name?
Sir: Sir Gillis Estram, the King's Champion.
Sir: Why then are you not with the King?
Sir: I am.
Sir: How can that be since the King is in London?
Sir: No. The King is here.
Sir: Borne on eagles' wings? I left the King in the tower, this morning.
Sir: You lie. Take him!

Voice: I'm sorry for all the unpleasantness, but thank you for the weeds.
Doctor: My pleasure.
Voice: They are the first solid meal I've had in 15 years.

[last lines]
The: Oh, Jamie don't touch that control!
Jamie: I already have. What's the matter, Doctor?
The: Which one was it?
Jamie: Which one what?
Victoria: Aagh!

Uvanov: Oh, so we've caught one. Not soon enough, though
[slaps Leela across the face]
Leela: [Kicks Uvanov in the crotch] I didn't kill him, ask this thing.
Uvanov: You'll have to do better than that. Who are you?
Leela: Leela. Who are you?
Uvanov: Why did you kill him?
[Raises his hand]
Leela: You try that again and I'll cripple you!
Uvanov: Why did you kill him?
Leela: I didn't.
[to D84]
Leela: Tell him!
Uvanov: That is a single function labour robot. D class. D for "Dumb". It can't speak.
Leela: Has anyone told him that?
Uvanov: You have cost me and the company a great deal of money and you've killed three people. Can you think of any good reason why I should not have YOU executed on the spot?
Leela: No, but you can otherwise you'd have done it.
Uvanov: Don't get clever with me.

Liz: What are you a doctor *of*, by the way?
Doctor: Practically everything, my dear.

Martha: [warningly] There isn't a dog born that'd as attack me, boy. They got more sense than most people.
[exits]
Martha: [to Colby, after Martha leaves] Now I can see why they burnt witches.
Mitchell: Cheaper than oil.

Tegan: How can they live in such cold?
The: Eating lots of food.

The: Well, you know how it is. You put things off for a day, the next thing you know it's a hundred years later.

The: [walking in on an execution] Hello.
Peri: Hi.
The: Not interrupting anything?
Maldak: I know how this place works. I know you are but a product of my mind, and I choose to resist you to know that you can not exist.
The: Quite right.
Maldak: [into his communicator as the Doctor approaches] Control! Control! My anti-hallucinagen switch is suffering malfunction. Permission to withdraw.

Romana: Well, at least on Gallifrey we can capture a good likeness. Computers can draw.
The: What? Computer pictures... You sit in Paris and talk of computer pictures? Listen, I'll take you somewhere and show you some real paintings painted by real people.
Romana: What about the time slip?
The: Never mind about the time slip. We're on holiday. Come on!

[first lines]
Dalek: Inform base security that a further intruder craft has been located!
Dalek: I obey!
Dalek: Security patrols five and seven will converge on this area. Priority alert. Invaders to be located and destroyed!
[pause]
Dalek: A message from the Dalek Supreme. Operation Inferno to be put into execution at once!
Dalek: Inform all units. Evacuate patrols to safety areas. Confirm with units in position. On confirmation, start abbreviated countdown for Operation Inferno.

Saladin: Hold one hand out in friendship, but keep the other on your sword.

Chav: What you looking at?
Lady: Stand aside!
Chav: [to the Guy holding a Bow and Arrow] What are you, Social Workers?

Garif: Nefred, is something wrong?
Nefred: Garif, I have seen the system files.
Garif: As is your right.
Nefred: Garif, if you could but guess.
Garif: But only you are entitled to those secrets.
Nefred: But such secrets, Garif. Such secrets.

The: [translating a Norse inscription] "We hoped to return to the North Way, but the curse follows our dragon ship... the Wolves of Fenric shall return for their treasure, and then shall the dark rule eternally."

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

Polly: [an alarm sounds] What's that?
Medok: It's impossible.
Polly: Is it more gas?
Medok: No. It's an escape. That bell means that someone has escaped down here.
Polly: It's Jamie.
Medok: Your friend? That door! I'm going with him.
Polly: Hey, wait! Don't leave me down here.

Arak: When did they last show something worth watching, eh? When did we last see a decent execution?
Etta: Last week.
Arak: What?
Etta: The blind man.
Arak: That was a repeat.

The: [to Leela] You don't understand. If they're preparing for a battle, they're hardly likely to send men on patrol on the off chance that you might come back.
[two crossbow bolts hit the tree immediately in front of the Doctor]
The: On the other hand, I could be wrong about that.

[about the Master]
Susan: Is this man a friend of the Doctor?
Tegan: Anything but.
Susan: But they talk as if they're friends.
Tegan: That's what worries me.

Zoe: [whooshing] Doctor, if we've landed, where are we?
Dr. Who: That is what I'm trying to find out, Zoë.
Zoe: A rocket?
Jamie: Hey, we're just hanging in space!
Dr. Who: Well, we can't be!
Zoe: Well, let's try and find a star we know.
Dr. Who: [groans with effort] There we are. Oh... What in heaven's name...?
Jamie: Hey, what's he up to?
Zoe: He's trying to climb aboard.
Dr. Who: Just a minute... Just a minute... Oh, this control is... There we are. No, now that's an ion-jet rocket of the twenty first century, but... but... this helmet, if I can... There we are! That's not nearly so sophisticated. It's certainly not later than nineteen sixty.
Jamie: Those letters on his helmet?
Zoe: C-C-C-P.
Dr. Who: Of course!
Jamie: What?
Dr. Who: Just a minute. Yes, I... I think that explains it!
Zoe: Well, Doctor, what is it?
Dr. Who: Well, it's a... it's a flying machine, designed by a gentleman by the name of Leonardo Da Vinci in about umm fifteen hundred.
Jamie: Well, what's it doing up here?
Zoe: Doctor, where are we?
Dr. Who: We're in a museum!
Jamie,108149: A what?
Dr. Who: A space museum! Look! There you are. A balloon... That's a transport plane. Now, those initials, they stand for Russia. That's Gagarin, the first earthman in space. Look. Come on, let's have a look round, shall we?
Jamie: Right.
Dr. Who: Wait for me!

The: Do you relish danger, Doctor?
The: Not particularly.
The: Yet you seem to court it so obviously.
The: Well, even a nervous Time Lord must appear to act with confidence at all times.

Vrestin: The light is good.

Kert: [speaking into the jungle] All right, I'm ready for you now!
[whispers]
Kert: Where the devil are you?
[silence]
Kert: Come on!

Doctor: That's me nearly complete. Where's my coat?
Romana: Here. I think I see. The images must be multiplied in a sort of FIFO stack.
Doctor: FIFO stack? Oh, yes, I see what you mean: First In, First Out. Where's my hat? Thank you.
Romana: Which would make you the original.
Doctor: Well, I had concluded that empirically. But it's nice to have some theoretical background.

Leela: [watching the dying Rutan] Enjoy your death as I enjoyed killing you!

[last lines]
Jamie: [after the departure of Ben and Polly] I'm sad to see them go.
Dr. Who: Yes Jamie, so am I.
[heaves a sigh]
Dr. Who: Well, we've got things to do.
Jamie: What things?
Dr. Who: Well, I didn't tell the others but... we've lost the TARDIS!
Jamie: We can't have done.
Dr. Who: It was outside - it's not there now.
Jamie: You mean somebody's stolen it?
Dr. Who: [solemnly] I don't know, but that's what we're going to find out! Come on!

The: All haste and no speed makes Jill a dull girl.

Doctor: I didn't have time to look. Five hundred years goes by so rapidly.

Peri: Why does he always wear that hood?
Sharaz: Do you want to know why? You with your fair skin and features. You want to see the face under here?
[shouts]
Sharaz: DO YOU?
[Peri lets out a shriek and rushes in to the arms of the Doctor]
Sharaz: You're wise. Even I can't bear to see or touch myself. I was once... once comely. Was always a lover of beauty. And now I have to live in this exile. Where I have to live amongst androids, because androids do not see as we see!
The: What happened?
Sharaz: Morgus. Why I ever trusted that fescennine bag of slime! I built an android work force. To collect and refine the Spectrox. We agreed to share the profits. But he'd already planned my death. When the mud burst caught me without warning, how he must have gloated. But I tricked him. I reached one of the baking chambers and I survived. Just.
Peri: You were burned?
Sharaz: Scalded, near to death. The flesh boiled, hanging from the bone. I lived... I lived so that one day I could revenge myself on that human monster. And I shall.
[he turns and walks away from the Doctor and Peri]
The: More of a tennis player than a cricketer.

Charlie: Who are your friends, Wyatt?
Seth: Well, I, uh...
The: [Interrupting] Oh, uh, quite... Quite so. Allow me sir, to introduce: Ms. Dodo DuPont, Wizard of the Ivory Keys, and Steven Regret Tenor, and lastly, your humble servant, Doctor...
[mumbles]
The: Shaligari...
Charlie: Doctor who?
The: Yes, quite right.

Doctor: [looking down into a dark mine shaft] What's this?
Lady: We call it - The Pit.
Doctor: Ah, you have such a way with words.

The: I didn't appear to be hurrying there, did I? But that deceptively easy gate of mine covers the ground at amazing speed.
The: I did not interrupt the evidence to commend you on your athleticism, Doctor.
The: Oh. Well, you can if you like. All compliments gratefully accepted.

Art: [admiring the TARDIS] For me, one of the most curious things about this piece is its wonderful... afunctionalism.
Art: Yes. I see what you mean. Divorced from its function and seen purely as a piece of art, its structure of line and color is curiously counterpointed by the redundant vestiges of its function.
Art: And since it has no call to be here, the art lies in the fact that it *is* here.
[Doctor, Romana and Duggan dash in and enter the TARDIS; it dematerializes]
Art: Exquisite. Absolutely exquisite.

The: I know this is going to be hard to believe, Doctor, but for once I mean you no harm.
Fifth: Like Alice, I try to believe three impossible things before breakfast.

Dalek: Hurry!
Victoria: Why am I being moved? Are you taking me back to my father?
Dalek: No, you are being moved. Pick up your cover. Follow. Do not be afraid. You are not to be exterminated. Do not delay.
Dalek: Move!

[dictating a letter to Leonardo da Vinci]
Doctor: Dear Leo. Sorry to have missed you. Hope you are well. Sorry about the mess on the panels, just paint over. There's a good chap. See you earlier. Love, the Doctor.

The: Let me feel your pulse.
Melanie: Don't touch ME!
The: Ah ha, the proof of the pumpkin's in the squeezing!
Melanie: You don't even TALK like the Doctor, you miserable fraud!

The: Mmm. Trace elements of numismaton gas. Very useful for an injured Time Lord who can't regenerate. Now why would he want the gas in such quantities?
Turlough: Perhaps he plans to bottle and sell it.

[first lines]
Jamie: The TARDIS, Doctor!
The: You will take the "Dalek Factor." You will spread it to the entire history of Earth!
Dr. Who: [half-shocked and half-defiant] No. You can't make me do it! You can't!
The: You will obey!
Black: Move!
The: Doctor. You will obey!

Cyberman #3: Raise your left arm.
[like a zombie one of the missing men raises his left arm]
Cyberman #3: Raise your right arm.
[same again but with the opposite arm]
Cyberman #4: Control is excellent.
[pointing to one of the men]
Cyberman #4: Transfer that one to the capsule.

The: Ace, where do you think you're going?
Ace: Perivale.
The: Ah, yes, but by which route - the direct route with Glitz or the scenic route? Well, do you fancy a quick trip 'round the twelve galaxies and then back to Perivale in time for tea?
Ace: Ace!
The: But there are three rules. One: I'm in charge.
Ace: Whatever you say, Professor.
The: Two: I'm not the Professor. I'm the Doctor.
Ace: Whatever you want.
The: And the third... Well, I'll think up the third by the time we get back to Perivale.

Doctor: I often think dimensional transcendentalism is preposterous, but it works. Would you like to look around?

The: Hello. Not interrupting anything, am I?
Belazs: What are YOU doing here!
The: That's a very difficult question. Why is everyone around here so preoccupied with metaphysics?
Sabalom: I think she's going to kill us, Doctor.
The: Ah, an existentialist.

Vislor: What's happened? Could it have been affected by tangential deviation coming out of the warp ellipse?
The: Not with a dead reckoning alignment in the coordinates.

The: Prepare the Doctor's cabinet for occupation.
Melanie: But that'll be a waste of effort. You've got to find him first and then catch him.
The: I need neither find nor catch him. The bumbling fool's ready-made as a sacrificial lamb.

Bin: The yum-yum Doctor and the girl who's not Kang are lost for now.

Dastari: [having administered an anesthetic injection] Count backwards from ten, Doctor.
The: Certainly not!
Dastari: As you wish.
The: Do you expect me to co-operate in my own murder? I'm dinyey... oik... phaarll...

[the Doctor, unconscious due to the rockslide, Harry tries to unbuckle The Doctor's harness which, if tampered with, would detonate the bomb The Doctor is wearing. The Doctor awakes and stops him]
The: Harry, were you trying to undo this?
Harry: Well, naturally.
The: Did you make the rocks fall, Harry?
Harry: Well, I suppose... I suppose I must have done, yes.
[the Doctor laughs quietly and takes a deep breath]
The: [yelling] HARRY SULLIVAN IS AN IMBECILE!

Kari: You say you have a ship.
The: Yes.
Kari: I'm commandeering it.
The: I think not.

Tegan: How do we find the index file? Of course if we had an index file we could look it up in the index file under Index File.

The: [to Peri] Planets come and go. Stars perish. Matter disperses, coalesces, reforms into other patterns, other worlds. Nothing can be eternal.

Lady: Come. The bear will not pursue us. Such things happen only in the theatre.

Lethbridge: What was that?
The: That Brigadier, was the beginning of the end of the world.
Lethbridge: Same as ever, eh, Doctor?

Richard: [explaining his possession of guns] I was once a noted thespian until forced into rural exile by the closure of the theaters. But it is only with the aid of these properties I'm able to command the attention of an audience nowadays.
Tegan: You sound like a highwayman or a robber.
Richard: A gentleman of the road, madam.

Doctor: It may be irrational of me, but human beings are quite my favourite species.

The: Who was it said; "Earthmen never invite their ancestors round to dinner?"

Cyber: Emotion is a weakness.
The: I don't think so.
Cyber: It brought you back for your friend, and it will cost you your life.

Black: Waking or sleeping, I shall be will you until our business is concluded.

Sarah: Eldrad MUST live!

Doctor: [opening line] Sir James!

[first lines]
Varga: Who are you?
Dr. Who: I never answer questions until I'm properly introduced.
Varga: You will answer now.
[the Doctor has a defiant look on his face]
Varga: Very well. You are standing in the airlock to this spacecraft. Unless you answer my questions, within ten seconds, I will take the atmospheric pressure around you down to zero.
Dr. Who: But... But if you do that my body will explode!
Varga: One... two... three...
Dr. Who: Oh, alright! Alright! But I don't think much of your hospitality!

Doctor: Biroc! What are you doing here?
Biroc: Nothing.
Doctor: It's all right for you.
Biroc: And you, too. Do nothing.
Doctor: Do NOTHING?
Romana: Of course, Doctor. Don't you see?
Doctor: Yes. That's righ... Do nothing... if it's the right sort of nothing.

[first lines]
Dr. Who: There's a Chumbley coming! Quickly!
Vicki: Oh, Doctor!
Dr. Who: Hurry! Quick!

Bigon: Sooner or later he is bound to make you as I am. All of you.
Tegan: No. He'll kill us?
Bigon: It is not death. First you are hypnotized. Under hypnosis you are made to recall your whole life. This is recorded and microchipped. Your body is then disposed of and you are remade as I.

Barbara: It's beautiful, Prapillus. Oh, it's absolutely beautiful.
Prapillus: It must be a Temple Of Light. The ancient song-spinners of our race sang of their beauty, but I thought they could never be found again.
Barbara: There are others?
Prapillus: So the legends say. Sewn into the craters and plateaus of Vortis, being slowly unwoven by the silence of time, and their entrances long forgotten by our species. But our Gods have not forgotten us, Barbara. This was indeed deliverance.

The: [seeing his new body in a mirror for the first time] That's the trouble with regeneration: you never quite know what you're going to get.

Marriner: Accidents will happen.
The: Especially to anyone who challenges Captain Wrack and the Buccaneer.
Marriner: What?
The: Have you forgotten the Greek who challenged Wrack's ship? Wonder if the same thing will happen to us.

Leela: The colonel?
Doctor: Dead with honor.
Leela: Then at least we have avenged him.

Adric: Then where are we?
The: Metulla Orionsis, I'd say. Does that make sense?
Adric: That's what it says here.
The: Yes, that's an interesting planetary system.
Adric: Traken, isn't it?
The: Eh? You're beginning to get the hang of this console. Yes, Traken. "Traken Union. Famous for its universal harmony". A whole Empire held together by...
Adric: By?
The: Well, by people just being terribly nice to each other.
Adric: Well, that makes a change.
The: Yes.

The: [watching The Master on her monitor] What's he up to now? It'd be something devious and overcomplicated. He'd get dizzy if he tried to walk in a straight line.

The: He's playing games. Wants to humiliate me first.
Sabalom: Oh, I see. He humiliates you by throwing harpoons at ME.

Sir: [on phone, trying to get UNIT support for the Doctor] This is Sir Colin Thackeray. I am aware that the brigadier's in Geneva. I must speak to a senior officer. This is a matter of national security. Yes, national security.
Amelia: Invent a code word, they love that. What about "Operation Nuthouse?"

Davros: This is your last chance. Move to join me now, or suffer the consequences.
Gharman: Why don't you just accept the fact that you have lost, it's over for you, Davros!
Davros: Do you believe that I would let a lifetime's work be ended by the will of spineless fools like you? You have won nothing. I allowed this charade to be played out for one reason only. To find those men who were truly loyal to me and to discover those who would betray me! WE... I WILL GO ON!
Gharman: You are insane, Davros!

Draconian: An emperor who does not rule deposes himself.

Tyrum: [over a video screen] Ah, Vorus. There are matters of importance I must discuss with you.
Vorus: Yes?
Tyrum: Not over the vision projector. Here, in the city.
Vorus: I am not aware of anything of such importance, Councilor.
Tyrum: I am, and as always, Vorus, I look forward to our meeting with the keenest pleasure, so I've sent our fastest skimmer to collect you.

Valmar: [to the Dalek] Now, when I tell you to fire...
Dalek: I am your servant.

Dalek: Exterminate! Annihilate them!

The: When is a cat not a cat? When it builds it's own catflap.

Guard: This is a forbidden object.
Romana: Why?
Guard: That is a forbidden question.

Prison: I'm releasing you into the custody of this commissioner. He will fly you back to Sirius IV to stand trial.
Dr. Who: And may I ask what I am supposed to have done there?
The: Defrauding the Sirius IV Dominion Bank, evasion of planetary income tax, assault and battery committed on the person of a Sirius IV police commissioner, taking a spaceship without authority, and piloting said spaceship without payment of tax and insurance. Landing said spaceship on an unauthorized area on Sirius III, need I go on?
Dr. Who: I seem to be quite the master criminal, don't I? You don't really say the you believe all this nonsense do you, Governor? Whatever credentials he's shown you are forged.
The: Oh come Doctor, you know the game's up. Why not admit defeat? You know, this man always works with an accomplice. A girl. I've got her under lock and key in my ship. Well Doctor, are you coming quietly?

Governor: Until I can hear what each of you has to say or offer, the matter rests without decision. Should the Doctor be lying, you will find the next noose about his neck will sever his head from his spinal column, but should he be accurate of his appraisal of the potential worth of our Zeiton ore, I shall want to know, Sil, why you and your company have been duping Varos these many generations.
Sil: How DARE have I been spoken to like this. I will reject ALL offers.
Governor: That releases me from my people's decision to accept them. Thank you.
Sil: Blast!

Tegan: Where did the other spacecraft come from?
The: TARDIS found it. There's a fail-safe. On impending breakup it seeks out and locks onto the nearest spacecraft.
Tegan: You never mentioned it before.
The: Well, it never worked before.

Lady: Doren, I saw no mention in your paper that the shell was alive.
Doran: It can't be, my Lady. It's impossible. We detected nothing.
Lady: [indicating the Doctor] But this man did!
Doran: He's... He's mistaken.
Doctor: Well, be to fair, I did have a couple of gadgets that he probably didn't, like a teaspoon and an open mind.

[first lines]
Jamie: Keep back, Victoria! I can't stop it!
Victoria: Jamie, the roof! What are you doing?
Jamie: We've got to stop that thing somehow!
Victoria: You'll bury us alive!
Jamie: It's our only chance! Now, get back!

[Watching the Daleks take the Doctor away]
Quartermaster: Impulsive, aren't they?
Commander: They'd kill anybody, even if they need them.
Quartermaster: How much longer before it's your turn?

Thalira: It would be different if I was a man.But I'm only a girl.
Sarah: Now just a minute. There's nothing "only" about being a girl, Your Majesty.

Tegan: I'm just a mouth on legs.

Sarah: Lupton has gone down to the cellar.

Todd: Which way?
The: Has anyone ever told you you ask a lot of questions?
Todd: By training, I'm a scientist.
The: Yes, so you are.

Bin: Hail Pex. Hail the unalive who gave his life for the Towers. In life he was not a Kang, but in death he was brave and bold as a Kang should be.

Dr. Who: There are some corners of the universe which have bred the most terrible things, things which act against everything that we believe in. They must be fought.

Count: Time, Professor. It is all a matter of time.

Janet: What's going on in there?
Rudge: Don't ask me. I'm only the security officer.

[last lines]
Dr. Who: [looking at the Yeti] You were right about one thing, Victoria. This creature... certainly doesn't seem to be flesh and blood.
Travers: What?
Dr. Who: It's not your Abominable Snowman either, Travers. Look.
[He taps it and it is a hard surface. The creature gives off a strange metallic sound]
Dr. Who: Metal.
Travers: That's incredible!
Thonmi: What is it?
Khrisong: A devils warrior.
Dr. Who: No, I don't think so. It's more like a robot.
Travers: A robot? My dear chap, don't let your imagination run away with you!
Dr. Who: Now, why has it stopped? Wait a minute... Wait a minute!
[discovers an empty round pouch on the creature's stomach]
Victoria: Nothing there.
Dr. Who: [puts his hands in the pouch] No. But there has been!

[first lines]
[the Doctor steps out of the TARDIS alone. He then turns to camera and muses aloud to himself]
The: I think this is not Hyde Park. Could be a nexial discontinuity. Must remember to overhaul those tracers. Put a knot in my hanky.
[He pulls out his hanky, which already has a knot tied in it!]
The: Wonder what that was for! A little look around, Doctor? Why not.

Doctor: You know, the very powerful and the very stupid have one thing in common. They don't alters their views to fit the facts, they alter the facts to fit the views, which can be uncomfortable if you happen to be one of the facts that needs altering.

The: Typical human. You can always count on them to mess things up.

Dalek: Small human female sighted on level 3.
Ace: Who are you calling "small"?
[Ace begins to destroy it with her baseball bat]
Dalek: Under attack! Under attack! Vision impaired! Reinforcements requested!

The: You know, I think something very funny's going on. You remember that man that was following us?
Romana: Yes.
The: Well, he's standing behind me, poking a gun in my back.

The: Still, while there's life, there's six of one, half dozen of the other.
The: Woolly thinking, Doctor.
The: Yes, but very comforting when worn next to the skin.

Ronson: Sit down.
Doctor: Thank you. You're not with the military, I assume?
Ronson: I'm with the Science Division.
Doctor: Oh, good, good. Then perhaps we can talk without interruption from rifle butts.
Ronson: [examining the Doctor's confiscated possessions] That depends. If you don't answer my questions, I shall hand you back to the military. They take a pride in loosening tongues. Now, where did you get these things?
Doctor: Oh, here and there.
Ronson: If I didn't know better, I should have to assume that these were made by some intelligence on another planet.
Doctor: If you didn't know better.
Ronson: It is an established scientific fact that in the seven galaxies only Skaro is capable of supporting intelligent life.
Doctor: It is also an established scientific fact that there are more than seven galaxies.
Ronson: Indeed?
Doctor: Yes.
Ronson: Well, when you passed through our security scan our instruments ran a complete check on your blood and chemical make up, encephalographic patterns and so on. Physiological compositions. And so, if you are from another planet...
[he looks at the security scan readout and his face falls]
Doctor: [smiling] You were saying?
Ronson: There's nothing. Nothing conforms to any known life on this planet apart from external appearances.
Doctor: You can't always judge from external appearances.

Doctor: What do you want? You don't want to take over the universe, do you? No. You wouldn't know what to do with it, beyond shout at it.

Marshal Gaspard de Saux: At dawn tomorrow, this city will weep tears of blood.

The: Yes, remember Baden and my mighty arts. Do you think I would use mere trickery against someone as formidable as you? Go, before I unleash a terrible something on you.

Prapillus: What should we do?
Barbara: Well... uh what would have happened if the Spearhead had been successful?

[on oil]
The: It's about time the people who run this planet of yours realized that to be dependent on a mineral slime just doesn't make sense.

[Jo brings the hungry Sergeant Benton some food]
Sergeant: Ah, you've saved my life.
Captain: [offscreen] Sergeant Benton!
Sergeant: [jumping to attention] Sir!
[to himself]
Sergeant: Oh, no.
Captain: [entering] Just what do you think you're up to, Benton?
Sergeant: Uh, I was just checking, sir.
Captain: Yes, well I want you to go and check on number 3 patrol. Move, Sergeant Benton.
Sergeant: Sir.
[he leaves]
Captain: Jo, how thoughtful.
[he helps himself to the cheese and wine that Benton didn't even get to touch]
Jo: That wasn't very kind of you.
Captain: RHIP, Jo.
Jo: Pardon?
Captain: Rank Has Its Privileges.

Guard: [on the Doctor] How do I know he's a wanted man?
Ben: [posing as a guard] Well, blimey, look at him.He ain't normal, is he?

Pex: Are these old ladies annoying you?
Melanie: No.
Pex: Are you annoying these old ladies?

The: And which member of the population are you controlling today, just for the record.
Helen: A woman who disappointed me.
The: And how did she disappoint you, eh? Oh, d-d-don't answer me. Don't answer. Oh, no. She enjoyed the feel of rain upon her face. Or, perhaps, her favorite season was the autumn.

The: What is the purpose of your visit?
The: Tourism.
The: In the middle of a nuclear war?

The: In all my travellings throughout the universe, I have battled against evil, against power-mad conspirators. I should have stayed HERE! The oldest civilization: decadent, degenerate and rotten to the core! Ha! Power-mad conspirators, Daleks, Sontarans, Cybermen - they're still in the nursery compared to us! Ten million years of absolute power - that's what it takes to be really corrupt!

Peri: Oh... Oh, it's strange. Ever since we came to Thoros Beta I've been homesick. Well, not so much for a place but a time. Just wanna be back in my own time with people I love.

[last lines]
Steven: [excitedly] We've got to get off the planet!
Dr. Who: Yes, if the Drahvins let us go.
Steven: We've got to make that sure they do!
Dr. Who: [excitedly] They need our help with the Rills! Why do you think they've held Vicki back?
Steven: Okay, but we've got to get off here somehow!
Dr. Who: It's imperative that we leave at once!
Steven: Why is that that? The Drahvins did say fourteen dawns.
Dr. Who: Two dawns! Tomorrow is the last day this planet will ever see.

The: Jamie, Victoria, Callum, wake up! Wake up!
Victoria: What is it?
The: [a Cybermat is crawling up Jim Callum's chest] Callum, Callum.
Victoria: What are those terrible things?
The: Don't move, Callum. Don't move.
[the Doctor knocks it onto the floor]
The: Now, get back to the controls, all of you. Steady. Don't make any sudden movements. Parry, Parry, wake up, Parry. Wake up. Wake up. Don't panic. Come back with us. Steady. Now, we'll all go in the other room and lock them out.
Victoria: [screaming] Aagh!
Jim: Let's get out of here. The main doors.
[runs over to the main doors where another Cybermat is coming]
Jim: No, look!
Victoria: Oh! Oh, Doctor, we're trapped!
The: Back against the controls, everybody! Here.
[picks up a power cable]
The: Give me a hand, quick!
Professor: The what?
The: Lay this down on the ground. Come on!
Jamie: We can't move it, Doctor!
The: Come on!
Jim: Well, let's blast the filthy things!
[begins shooting at them]
The: You're wasting your time. There are too many of them! Now, do what I say. Come back!
[the Doctor switches the power on and the Cybermats begin to die]
The: There you are, you see?
Professor: What are those creatures?
The: Well, they're... They're a form of metallic life. They home on human brainwaves and attack.
Victoria: Urgh! Are they safe now?
The: Oh, yes, quite safe now.

Dr. Liz Shaw: General Carrington!
General: Miss Shaw!
Dr. Liz Shaw: How on earth did you find us?
Doctor: I think the General knew all along.
General: You're not surprised to see me?
Doctor: Not particularly, no.
General: I'm surprised to see you, Doctor. My instructions were that you were to be killed!
Doctor: Well, somebody disobeyed your instructions. Didn't they?
General: I'll have to attend to the matter myself. I'm sorry, Doctor, it's my moral duty.

Doctor: They asked me to stay on, you know, be a Decider.
Romana: You, a decider?
Doctor: Yes. I decided not to.

[From the extended edition]
Captain: [Surveying the corpses of soldiers killed in battle] Are they Russians?
Commander: Russians, Germans, British... They're enemy.

Jo: I hate to ask, but who was that?
The: [to Jo] Me!
The: [to each other] ME!

The: Veruna is where one of the last surviving groups of mankind took shelter in the Great... er. Yes. Well, I suppose you've got all that to look forward to, haven't you.
Tegan: In the Great what, Doctor?
The: All civilisations have their ups and downs.
Vislor: [Reading gleefully from the TARDIS log] Fleeing from the imminence of a catastrophic collision with the Sun, refugees from the doomed planet Earth...
The: Yes, that's enough, Turlough.

Brigadier: Now, there's just two things I want from you, Doctor: an effective way of controlling that stuff and the safe return of Miss Grant.
Sergeant: Well, what about OUR Doctor, sir? Don't you want HIM back?
Brigadier: None of that nonsense, Benton. I've GOT him back. As long as he does the job, he can wear what face he likes.
Dr. Who: Well, I'll do my best, but I can't make any promises.
Brigadier: Well, in that case, you better consult with those all-powerful superiors of yours for THEIR advice.
Dr. Who: Oh, I don't think THAT would do any good. At the moment, they're FAR from being all-powerful. That's why it's been left up to me and me and me.

Doctor: On any planet where the Krynoid gets established, all animal life is extinguished.

The: [to the Borad] I don't agree with you.
Tekker: Show respect for the Borad.
The: Do shut up and go away.

Leela: The Evil One.
The: Well, nobody's perfect, but that's overstating it a little.

The: Where's Romana?
K9: She has been arrested, Master.
The: What?
K9: She sent me to inform you.
The: Why didn't you?
K9: I made four attempts, Master, but you would not allow me to tell you, Master.

The: And I trust you remember my strict instructions never to cause any further explosions.
Ace: I'm a better person as a result, Doctor.

Doctor: [as rocks form a planetoid around the spaceship, crushing them] If it wasn't for this layer of debris the asteroid belt would have smashed us to pieces. Still, you can't have everything, can you?

Jo: Those things that attacked us. You said you'd seen something like it before.
Doctor: Something very similar, certainly. They emerged from some caves in Derbyshire.
Jo: The Silurians, wasn't it? The Brigadier was telling me.
Doctor: That's a complete misnomer. The chap who discovered them must have got the period wrong. No, properly speaking, they should have been called the Eocenes.

[It is Presidential Resignation Day on Gallifrey. The outgoing Lord President is due to name his successor]
Commentator: [to camera, in the style of a news reporter] It is certainly no secret that a very senior member of the Prydonian Chapter, and the present number two in the Time Lord Council, Chancellor Goth, is the widely fancied candidate.
The: [watching on a monitor in the TARDIS] Oh, get off!
[he changes the channel]

Captain: Spying, Doctor?
The: Well, I'd hardly call it spying. We were welcomed as guests given the freedom of the ship.
Captain: And you think freedom extends to a door marked "Danger?"

[first lines]
Thous: There is your answer. Do with them what you will!

The: Every great decision creates ripples, like a huge boulder dropped in a lake. The ripples merge, rebound off the banks in unforeseeable ways. The heavier the decision, the larger the waves, the more uncertain the consequences.
John: Life's like that. Best thing is just to get on with it.

[last lines]
Vicki: Steven! What on earth are you...
Steven: Shh, Vicki!
King: What was that he called her?
Cassandra: You heard, didn't you? That was the name she called herself when we found her. And she recognized him, too. Since he's a Greek, what more proof do you need that she's a spy? Guards! Kill her! Kill both of them!

The: [recognizing] Got it! Li H'sen Chang!
Li: What?
The: The master of magic and mesmerism. Show us a trick.
[a nearby man dies, suddenly and violently]
The: [admiringly] Very good!

Jo: Do you know where we are, Dr. Tyler?
Dr. Tyler: Uh, no, I don't. Do YOU, Doctor?
Dr. Who: Yes. We're at the other end of that light streak of yours.
Dr. Tyler: What?
Dr. Who: We've been transported along it.
Dr. Tyler: That's in the black hole.
Dr. Who: That's exactly it. That's where we are - on a stable world in a universe of antimatter, an anomaly within an impossibility.

The: Tell me about those mines.
Kimus: Well, we extract all the raw material that we need from them.
The: Who goes down them? Do you go down?
Kimus: No.
The: Mentiads?
Kimus: No.
The: No one?
Kimus: No. They're automated. You see, we just run the equipment.
The: What happens when they run out?
Kimus: Oh, the Captain announces a new golden age of prosperity. They just fill up again.
The: What, just like that?
Kimus: Yeah. Well, you don't think that's wrong, do you?
The: Wrong? It's an economic miracle. Of course it's wrong.

The: What do you think Romana's up to?
Duggan: I don't know!
The: Nor do I. Looks intriging, don't you think?

The: These creatures have vast powers, that's why none of them must win. To achieve further power would be a disaster.
Turlough: But the other ships - you can't stop all of them.
The: We can but try.

The: Romana, we've stumbled on one of the most heinous crimes ever committed in this galaxy. We've got to get out of here and get out of here quickly.

The: [as the Bandrils launch a missile attack on Karfel] Pelion on Ossa!

Tegan: Look at the size of that bed.
The: Hm. Another way of keeping warm.

Romana: Real space doesn't have negative coordinates. Doctor, that disruption we came through.
Doctor: Well, it's just a thought.
Romana: It's a rather nasty thought. That would mean we're out of real space altogether.

Richard: I once knew a French acrobat. He wasn't very good at tumbling but his skill with a piece of bent iron was phenomenal. Luckily he passed his skill onto me, which enabled me to extricate my fee from the strongboxes of more than one disreputable theater manager.

Greg: It's marvelous, isn't it? The world's going up in flames and they're still playing at toy soldiers!

Camilla: You're wrong.
Zargo: What?
Camilla: The doctor is not weaponless. He has the greatest weapon of all - knowledge.

Jamie: [talking loudly] I don't know what you're being so cautious abo...
Dr. Who: Shhh!
Jamie: [quietly] They left the door open for us, didn't they? Hey, it's half-past the nine o'clock.
Dr. Who: Yes, I know.
Jamie: But they made the appointment for ten. Why have we come early?
Dr. Who: The early bird catches the worm, Jamie. Now, do be quiet. There's a good chap. And for heaven's sake, don't knock into anything.
[just as he says this, The Doctor knocks over a statue, not noticing he has done so, and Jamie has to catch it to prevent it from falling over]
Dr. Who: Shh!

Doctor: [having examined Ben's remains] Something wanted to make a detailed study of human anatomy.

The: Doctor, my time is close. I need your help.
The: Anything I can do, Keeper.
Adric: Goes for me, too.
The: Shh. Well, we'll see. We'll see.
The: I am fearful even to involve the Doctor. He will face unimaginable hazard. Confront power that would obliterate even a Time Lord. Even you, Doctor. Goodbye, my friend. Farewell.
[he disappears]

Doctor: This thing makes me feel in such a way I'd be very worried if I felt like that about somebody else feeling like this about that.

Radio: This is Moonbase. Come in please.

Khrisong: Come with me.
Dr. Who: It's about time you let me help you.
Khrisong: Help? I want to make sure you don't disappear as well.

Dibber: [looking on as tribesmen build a pyre for Sabalom Glitz] What a terrible waste.
Sabalom: You're tellin' me?
Dibber: No, I meant the wood. Now, if I'd a hand in this execution I'd go with a bullet in the back o' the 'ead. Much more economical.
Peri: He has a point.
Sabalom: Of all the snivilin' skreez t' be stuck with in my moment of need, I have to get you two.

[last lines]
Zentos: Seize them! All of you, listen! Success of all we stand for, everything aboard this space ship is suddenly endangered by the strange fever. A fever brought by these strangers in our midst. I invoke the special galactic law against them. Hold them, take them into custody and later they will be made to suffer for the crimes that they have committed.
[Several Guardians seize the Doctor and his companions]
Steven: [fighting to be heard] Oh, listen to us!
Zentos: Take them away!
[the TARDIS crew are led away]
Mellium: What about my father?
Zentos: He may well die. But then again, so might all of us. In which case it was pointless leaving.

Doctor: I deny this reality. The reality is a computation matrix.

The: Serve you, Sutekh? Your name is abominated in every civilised world, whether that name be Set, Satan, Sadok...
Sutekh: Serve me, Doctor!
The: Never!
Sutekh: [turning his torture beams on the Doctor, laughingly] You pit your puny will against mine? Kneel!
The: No!
Sutekh: [laughingly] Kneel before the might of Sutekh!
[Forces the Doctor to his knees]
Sutekh: In my presence, you are an ant, a termite. Abase yourself, you grovelling insect.

[Tegan wants to try rescuing the Doctor form the Silurians]
Vislor: What is it about Earth people that makes them think a futile gesture is a noble one?

Romana: That's funny.
Adric: What is it?
Romana: Those warp motors are HUGE - three times what they'd need for a ship THIS size.

Third: Well, I've reversed the polarity of the neutron flow so the TARDIS should be free of the forcefield now.

Chessene: [newly come to Earth, scanning the grounds of a hacienda] Excellent! I detect only one occupant: A female.
Shockeye: Oh, don't use the gas injector, Madam. They give the flesh an acrid taste. I'll slaughter it myself.
Chessene: It might not be edible, Shockeye. I detect great age.
[happily]
Chessene: Come!

The: Oh, I can see you've been doing the TARDIS up a bit. Hmm! I don't like it...

[the Doctor triggers a trap shaped like a checkered board with coins]
First: Nothing happens until you reach the fifth row, halfway, and then the entire board becomes a death trap.
The: [appears from the darkness] Our ancestors had such a wonderful sense of humour.
First: Do I know you, young man?
The: Believe it or not, we were at the Academy together.

Peri: Well, let's get outta here.
The: The perpetual cry of all cowards. We must investigate!
Peri: But you think that wise? It could be enormous danger. Even worse.
The: Worse. Yes. Yes, well, p-perhaps you're right. The purpose of recommesance, after all, is to gether information, not to finish up face down in a pool of one's own blood - especially blood as noble as mine.

Captain: Yes, and I'd like to know just who you are.
Doctor: Me?
Captain: Yes.
Doctor: Well, I told you. I'm from Galactic.
Captain: Galactic went out of business 20 years ago.
Doctor: I wondered why I haven't been paid.

[last lines]
Steven: Daleks!
Sara: You're right Doctor. They've come.
Dalek: You are surrounded. You will come with us.
Dr. Who: I'm afraid, my friends, that the Daleks have won.

Doctor: Once upon a time there were three sisters, and they lived in the bottom of a treacle well. Their names were Olga, Marsha and Irena. Are you listening, Tillie?
Sarah: I'm Sarah. Sarah!
Doctor: I feel disorientated.
Sarah: This is the disorientation centre.
Doctor: That makes sense.

The: Oh, so you're my replacements - a dandy and a clown. Have you done anything?
The: Well, we've assessed the situation...
The: Just as I thought - nothing.

Tarn: Trogs always work harder after a good sacrifice.

Cyberleader: Cybermen can survive more efficiently than animal organisms. That is why we will rule the galaxy.

Omega: Fools! Do you think to deny the might of Omega? Soon you will come crawling to me for mercy, but by that time your universe will no longer exist.

The: That's odd.
Leela: What is?
The: A lighthouse without a light.

Jamie: [to Peri] I think your Doctor's worse than mine.

Adelaide: You call yourself a doctor! Well, that's the most insane suggestion I've heard in my life.

The: Before you go rushing off, Mel, do you know what a Judas goat is?
Melanie: Uh, yes, it's a decoy goat that's tied to the stake to lure the tiger out into the open.
The: Getting badly mauled in the process. I think I shall refuse the role.

Cyberman: You will be wondering what has happened. Your astronomers will have just discovered a new planet. Is that not so?
Barclay: Yes, that's right.
Cyberman: That is where we come from. It is called Mondas.
Ben: Mondas?
Barclay: Mondas? But isn't that one of the ancient names of Earth?
Cyberman: Yes. Aeons ago our planets were twins then we drifted away from you on a journey to the edge of space. Now we have returned.

Sarah: [seeing the Doctor] Doctor! You're alive! I knew you'd come!
[he is followed by Guards]
Sarah: Oh, Doctor!

The: I always thought that druidism was foundered by John Aubrey in the 17th century as a joke. He had a great sense of humor, John Aubrey.

Master: Once they see that the device works properly, they'll release me.
Doctor: I very much doubt it. You see, before you reactivated it, I reversed the polarity of the neutron flow.
Master: You did what? You realise what will happen?
Doctor: Oh, yes. Do you?
Master: Well, there'll be a massive reverse feedback into their whole power system.
Doctor: Exactly. In about ten minutes from now the whole place should go up. Enjoy your revenge.

Supervisor: You're futile attempt has failed, as we knew it would. Now you will join the Nucleus.
Doctor: Well, I'd rather not, actually.
Supervisor: You have no choice.
Doctor: [peering into the breeding tanks] Oh, look, look, they appear to be hatching.
[smiling and offering his hand to shake]
Doctor: Are congratulations in order?"

[last lines]
Varga: It's done. They are free. And now, to bring them back to life.

Maaga: We must capture that spaceship from them.
Steven: What for? This is a spaceship as well, isn't it?
Maaga: Yes, but it cannot fly! The Rills shot us down! We cannot move!
Steven: You... you don't belong here?
Maaga: No. Nor do the Rills. There is no life on this planet. We come from Drahva. Some four hundred dawns ago. We were investigating this particular section of the galaxy. We were looking for a planet such as this, capable of supporting life, so that we might colonize it. There are too many of us on Drahva.
Steven: All women?
Maaga: Women?
[Steven stammers]
Dr. Who: Yes, ah,
[stutters]
Dr. Who: feminine. Ah, female. Hmm, hmm.
Maaga: Oh, hah... Oh, we have a small number of men - as many as we need. The rest we kill. They consume valuable food and fulfill no particular function. And these are not what you would call human! They are cultivated in test tubes. We have very good scientists. I am a living being. They are products - and inferior products! Grown for a purpose and capable of nothing more.
Steven: Grown for what purpose?
Maaga: To fight. To kill.
Dr. Who: Yours must be a very interesting civilization. Hmm, hmm, hmm. You attacked the Rills?
Maaga: No. We were in space above this planet. When we saw a ship such as we had never seen before. We did not know it, but it was a Rill ship. It fired on us, and we crashed. But before we did, we managed to fire back, so that they'd crashed, too. On landing they killed one of my soldiers.
Steven: What are they like, these Rills?
Maaga: [whispers] Disgusting!
Dr. Who: Well, heh, heh, that's no description, no description at all. Hmm, hmm.
Maaga: That's all I'll say.
Dr. Who: Yes, I... I think I'm beginning to understand.
Steven: Well, so am I, Doctor. This planet's about to explode. The Rills have managed to repair their ship in time so they can escape. You haven't, so you want their ship.
Maaga: We have no desire to be here when this planet ceases to exist.
Drahvin: Machine approaching!

Ace: Doctor, we did good, didn't we?
The: Perhaps. Time will tell. It always does.

Leela: [about Poul] Be careful of him, Doctor. He's not what he seems.
Poul: Why do you say that?
Leela: Well, you move like a hunter, watch all the time.

Caldwell: Are you some kind of scientist?
Doctor: I'm EVERY kind of scientist. Now if you'll excuse me.

[the Doctor snatches the Tissue Compression Eliminator]
The: This is useless in your hands... you have moral scruples.

Doctor: [the Doctor and Sarah are trapped inside the decompression chamber] What's that noise?
Huckle: I don't know, but it's not the air conditioning.

Group: Doctor, my men have just put three high explosive grenades into a confined area. Nothing even remotely human could have survived that.
The: That's exactly the point, Group-Captain. It isn't EVEN remotely human!

Hensell: Now look here - I run this Colony. I'm entitled to know why you have come to Vulcan? What is your brief?
The: I am the Examiner.
Hensell: Why are you here?
The: To examine. And I intend to start my examination at once!

[last lines]
Ike: Get the keys, Billy. Make it fast. Come on, let's go, let's go.
Billy: That's just what I was needing.
Ike: Come on.

Second: So, you're the latest model?
Fifth: Yes, and the most agreeable.
Second: Well, certainly the most impudent.
Third: And our dress code hasn't improved much, has it?
First: Neither our manners.

[Leela stabs a pursuing Sevateem tribe member with a paralytic and fatal Janis thorn and spreads his arms to block others from following through their escape passage]
The: [to Leela] That wasn't necessary. Who licensed you to slaughter people? No more Janis thorns, understand? Ever.

Sabalom: [thinking he's figured out the Doctor] He's got no more interest in the scientific side of things than I have.
Dibber: Well, you didn't fool him telling him you were a philatelist, did you, Mr. Glitz?
Sabalom: PHILANTHROPIST, you ignorant dink. Didn't you learn nothin' in that remand home?
Dibber: Well, whatever the word, he guessed that YOU weren't one.
Sabalom: Don't I LOOK like a philanthropist?
Dibber: Well, how do I know? I've never seen one.
Sabalom: A philanthropist, my son, is someone who gives away all their grotzis out of the simple goodness of their heart.
Dibber: [without even a hint of pretense] Ah, you mean they're stupid. Ah, yeah, you probably do look like one, then.
Sabalom: Get down that hole.

Dojjen: Fear is the only poison.

[the Doctor looks through vials of medicine, reading each label]
The: "The Potion."
[He picks up another vial]
The: "The Solution." Oh, my little friend, if only you were.

Harry: My name's Sullivan. Surgeon Lieutenant Harry Sullivan, actually. And, er, this is the Doctor.
Vira: You claim to be med-techs?
Harry: Sorry?
Doctor: Er, my doctorate is purely honorary, and Harry here is only qualified to work on sailors.

[a man is about to be cast into an iron maiden]
The: Your majesty.
The: What! Our demon! You, too, would beg for mercy?
The: Oh, indeed no, sire, but surely such a fate is too mild. Would not boiling in oil be a more fitting end?

Shockeye: Have you decided on our destination?
Chessene: It's unimportant.
Shockeye: Earth?
Chessene: If you wish, but why Earth?
Shockeye: I have a desire to taste one of these human beasts, madam. The meat looks so white and ransomly layered on the bone. A sure sign of a tasty animal.

Dr. Who: So that's it, you're a time meddler!

The: Whenever you go into a new situation, you must always believe the best until you find out exactly what the situation's all about, THEN believe the worst.
Romana: Ah, but what happens if it turns out NOT to be the worst after all?
The: Don't be ridiculous. It always is.

The: Now that you are here, YOU are the one.
Doctor: I am! Am I?
The: The one who will lead us to victory.
Doctor: Oh, good ol...! As long as there's no personal risk involved, of course.

The: If it's any consolation, I may just know how to stop it.
Commander: When I want your help I'll ask for it.

Prapillus: Zarbi.
Barbara: We're surrounded. Come on.

Doctor: 5000 AD... That was the year of The Great Breakout.
Leela: Great what?
Doctor: Mmm. When your forefathers went leapfrogging across the solar system on their way to the stars. Eh, asteroid belt's probably teeming with them now. New Frontiersmen. Pioneers waiting to spread across the galaxy like a tidal wave, or a disease.
Leela: Why "disease?" I thought you liked humanity.
Doctor: Oh, I do, I do. Some of my best friends are humans. When they get together in great numbers, other life forms sometimes suffer.

Steven: [watching the Doctor outside on the Tardis scanner] Where's he off to now? It's a fine time to go looking at the view!
Vicki: After all, that's why he went out there, to find out where we are. Anyway, that man looks quite friendly now. He's probably showing him the way to the nearest town.
Steven: Hmm, I wonder. I think I'd better try and find some more suitable clothes.

Peri: [stepping from the TARDIS, breathing in] Oh, doctor, it's foul. You... you sure it's safe?
The: Plenty of oxygen.
Peri: But it's that awful smell?
The: Mainly decaying food... and corpses.
Peri: And corpses?
The: That is the smell of death, Peri. Ancient must, heavy in the air. Fruit-soft flesh peeling from white bones. The unholy, unburiable smell of Armageddon. There's nothing quite so evocative as one's sense of smell, is there?
Peri: I feel sick.

Ben: You know, it's little things like this that make it difficult to believe that you're the Doctor.
The: Ahh.
Ben: The other one, I mean. The proper one. Oh nuts, you know what I mean.
The: Nuts? Yes, certainly, here we are. Crackers?
Ben: You, my old china, are an out and out phoney!
The: China, yes, I went there once I believe. Met Marco Polo!
Ben: No, not China. China! China and plate, mate, friend.
The: Yes, Marco Polo a friend? I believe he was.
Polly: Don't listen to him, Doctor. I know who you are.

Polly: But don't you care?
Krail: Care?No, why should I care?
Polly: Because they're people and they're going to die!
Krail: I do not understand you, there are people dying all over your world, yet you do not care about them.

The: You stay here, where you'll be safe.
Peri: Safe? I haven't been safe from the moment I first found myself in the Tardis.

Harry: She's coming round. Steady, steady on, old girl, steady on.
Sarah: [dazed] Harry?
Harry: Yes, I'm here, I'm here.
Sarah: Call me old girl again... and I'll spit in your eye.

[last lines]
Miss: Only a minor explosion.
[the Doctor sighs]
Miss: We're safe!
[there are more sighs]
Dr. Who: Oh. Goodness me! Oh!
Penley: Set all circuits to automatic, Miss Garrett. And tie in with the World Ioniser instrumentation. Clent, will you, err, check these readings with me? And you've a report to prepare haven't you.
Clent: Yes, yes, yes I have. Penley. You are the most insufferably irritating and infuriating person I've ever been privileged to work with.
Penley: [smiling] Thank you.
Clent: Can't write a report though, can you? Something I've got to do for you. Well don't worry, it's one thing that I've been trained to do.
Penley: Without the computer?
Clent: [laughs] No, Penley. I've always written my own speeches, and my own reports.
Penley: Are you going to include...
[he turns]
Penley: Well, where's the Doctor?

[first lines]
Dr. Who: How do you know that the killer was Ringo?
Virgil: On account of it must have been him or you, and I don't figure you killed Charlie the barman. Of course, if'n you wanna persuade me different.
Dr. Who: Certainly not, my dear Sheriff.

Dr. Who: All this exists because you have willed singularity to create it all for you.
Omega: Exactly.
Dr. Who: I say, you mean all you've got to do is to think of a thing, rub your magic lamp over there and, shally-mi-gally-mi-zopp, there it is? That's jolly cleaver. That's jolly cleaver!
Omega: [to the third Doctor] Are you sure that you and he are of the same intelligence?

Maaga: Report!
Drahvin: Mission accomplished! We have brought the prisoners.
Vicki: [in disbelief] Prisoners?
Maaga: And the metal mesh?
Drahvin: [with fear] It stopped the machine.
Maaga: Good.
Drahvin: [with fear] We... could not get the mesh back.
Maaga: What?
Drahvin: [with fear] It became affixed to the machine.
Steven: She's got them pretty frightened, hasn't she, Doctor?
Dr. Who: [to Maaga] Yes, ah, madam, the young lady speaks the truth. The Chumblies are magnetized.
Maaga: [to the two Drahvin's] I will deal with you both later. Sit.

[first lines]
Steven: We're landing now Doctor.
Dr. Who: Good. That means the gravitational bearing must have rectified itself.
Dorothea: [enters from one of the other rooms] Hey, look at this!
[models her groovy new outfit, a sleeveless mini dress. The upper portion is light-colored with a dark, misshaped circle in the center. The bottom portion is dark-colored with light, misshaped circles all around. On her head she wears a cap with a visor. She looks like she just came from Carnaby Street. Meanwhile, the Doctor switches off the TARDIS]
Dorothea: Ain't it fab?
Steven: [walks over to her and examines her clothes with approval] Yes... hmm, very nice.
[the Doctor sneezes and as he does so he slowly fades away. Steven and Dodo don't notice right away because they are facing each other]
Steven: Bless you.
Dorothea: Oh Doctor, don't say you're catching a cold now.
Steven: [Now Steven and Dodo turn toward the Doctor and discover that he's disappeared] Doctor? Well, where are you?
Dr. Who: [the Doctor briefly fades in and out of sight but then completely disappears] What do you mean, dear boy? I'm still here, hmm?
Steven: Huh?
Dorothea: Doctor, you've vanished!
Dr. Who: What? Oh nonsense child! Nonsense! Hmm!
Dorothea: You have! Do you think this is something to do with the Refusians?
Steven: Why... it must be!
Dr. Who: You're wrong! This is something far more serious. We're in grave danger. This is some form of attack!
Steven: But we're still in the TARDIS!
Dr. Who: That may be, my boy, but wherever it is, it has great power and can penetrate our safety barrier.

Peri: Doctor! Over here!
The: [busy rewiring] What is it?
Peri: I-I don't know. Well, come and see!
The: In a minute. There. That should just about have done it.
Peri: Agh!
The: Peri!
[distracted, gas sprays the Doctor who then falls unconsciously into the infrastructure wiring]

Megara: The prisoner has been tried and sentenced in his absence. The sentence will now be carried out.
Doctor: What sentence?
Megara: The sentence is death. You are to be executed immediately.
Vivien: Oh, may I watch? You don't mind, do you, Doctor?
Doctor: No, no, no, no. Please be my guest. I wouldn't want you to miss my own execution.

The: I don't suppose you've completely ignored my instructions and secretly prepared any nitro-9, have you?
Ace: What if I had?
The: 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.
The: Excellent. Blow up that vehicle.

[last lines]
Ike: Holliday, you still in there?
Wyatt: Get out of the street, Clanton. Holliday's my prisoner.
Ike: Well, that's too bad, 'cause if he ain't out of there in two minutes, his friend Regret here is gonna swing in his place.

Sharaz: How is it that you were able to walk past my androids?
The: I don't know. Maybe they just liked my face.
[he grins]

Unstoffe: You 'angs a bit of that around your neck and you won't never suffer from the scringes no matter 'ow cold it be, you'll just stay as supple and as fresh as a little old babbit in the Sun Time, sir, and that be a proven fact.

The: Valeyard, are these unpleasant scenes necessary to your case? I find primitive physical violence distressing.
The: So do I, ma'am, especially when I'm on the receiving end.

Steven: I am going after him. I'm sure he's been taken prisoner.
Vicki: Oh, come on. The big man was laughing!
Steven: It didn't look as though the Doctor made a joke.
Vicki: Anyway, we don't even know where we are.
Steven: Well, the Doctor said they were Greeks. We're probably in Greece.
Vicki: Oh, but that would be wonderful, wouldn't it? We might meet the Heroes. We might...
Steven: Those men who carried off the Doctor wouldn't be heroes, or anything like them. That's why I've got to go and get him.
Vicki: Well, I'm coming with you.
Steven: And how far do you think you can get on that ankle?
Vicki: It's not so bad now, I... I'll manage!
Steven: No. You stay here. Rest your ankle. Watch the scanners. You'll be perfectly safe. When you see the Doctor and me coming, open the doors. But, not otherwise!
Vicki: But Steven, we mustn't...
Steven: No! I haven't got time to argue. I want to get to the Doctor before they cut his head off. Now stay here!
Vicki: Goodbye. I hope you find the Doctor, that's all.

Soldeed: Sorak, you are too scupulous. You get what you want by giving people what they want. If there happens to be a little imbalance, make sure it's in your favor. The Nimon is simple - powerful, brutal, yes; scientifically advanced, yes - but simple in his desires. I faun to him, a little; that satisfies his bestial ego and he gives us what I ask. I play the Nimon on a long string.

Kettering: Science has abolished the hangman's noose and substituted this infallible method.
The: [as Kettering continues talking] People who talk about infallibility are usually on very shaky grounds.

Harrison: Stop it!. Stop it, murderers, stop it. You'll pay or this, animal fiends!

Soldeed: So it was you that rescued my ship.
Doctor: Yes... well, with a little help from my friend. Nice girl. I don't suppose you've seen her, have you - blond, about so big, always sticking her nose in things that don't concern her?

Peri: I never saw anyone love himself so much for less reason.

The: I can hear the sound of empires toppling.

Nimon: Welcome to Skonnos, my friends. Welcome to the new home of the Nimon race - the next step in The Great Journey of Life.

Commodore: If I seem to lack gratitude, young woman...
The: Melanie, known as Mel.
Commodore: ...it is because on the previous occasion that the Doctor's path crossed mine, I found myself involved in a web of mayhem and intrigue.
The: Ah, saved your ship, though, Commodore.
Commodore: Yes, you did, though whether it would have been at risk without your intervention is another matter.

The: [regarding the cargo hold of the airplane] It's amazing.
Nyssa: What?
The: This thing's smaller on the inside than it is on the outside.

Sharaz: Do you think bullets could stop me now? You stinking offal Morgus, look at me!

Doctor: If you're thinking of going back in time, you'd better forget it.
Count: And why do you say that?
Doctor: Well, because I'm going to stop you.
Count: No, on the contrary, Doctor, you're going to help me.
Doctor: I am?
Count: You are indeed. And if you do not, it'll be so much the worse for you, for this young lady, and for thousands of other people I could mention if I happened to have the Paris telephone directory on my person.

Sarah: [as prisoners in Vorus's Guild Chamber] The Doctor'll be worrying about us.
Harry: I'm worrying about us. What is this place, anyway?
Sarah: I can tell you what it isn't. It isn't uninhabited.

Doctor: "Eureka" is Greek for "This bath is too hot."

El: The Lion is in our cage.

Gharman: Ready, Davros.
Davros: Observe the test closely, my friend. This will be a moment that will live in history.
[he flicks a switch. The Dalek is activated. Slowly, it starts to move]
Davros: Halt. Turn right. Halt. Now, exterminate.
[the Dalek fires at the targets]
Davros: Perfect. The weaponry is perfect. Now, we can begin...

Dr. Who: Well, mow, I think you two must admit that my assumption as to where we are, has been proved correct.
Ian: Yes. We might almost be in a museum at home.
Vicki: Except there are no little men following you about, telling you not to touch things.
Dr. Who: Well, you just pretend they are young lady, and keep your hands to yourself.
Barbara: Well, everything seems quite normal.
Dr. Who: Well, why not? Why shouldn't it be? It's quite natural. After all, you have objects of historial interest on Earth, so why not a museum in space? I always thought I'd find one someday.

The: I sometimes wonder why I like the people of this miserable planet so much. The Silurians and Sea Devils are noble reaces. They have skills and talents you pathetic humans can only dream about.
Vislor: THAT... doesn't alter what they're about to do.

Richard: I have appeared before some of the most hostile audiences in the world. Today I met Death in a cellar. But I have never been so afraid until I met the man with the scythe.

Romana: Uh, K-9, what is tennis?
K9: Real, lawn or table, mistress?
Romana: Never mind. Forget it.
K9: Forget. Erase memory banks concerning tennis.
[whir]
K9: Memory erased.

Burton: Now are you telling me that you are not the Happy Hearts Holiday Club from Bolton, but instead are spacemen in fear of an attack from some other spacemen?

The: If this missile explodes, millions will die. You will die.
Morgaine: I shall die with honour.
The: All over the world, fools are poised, ready to let death fly. Machines of death, Morgaine! A screaming from above, of light, brighter than the sun. Not a war between armies nor a war between nations, but just death, death gone mad! A child looks up at the sky - his eyes turn to cinders. No more tears - only ashes. Is this honour? Is this war? Are these the weapons you would use? Tell me!
Morgaine: No!
The: Then put a stop to it, Morgaine. End the madness.

Dalek: Did we sustain damage?
Dalek: No. It was only inhabitants of this time and planet.
Dalek: Unimportant.
Dalek: Exterminate them on sight.

Flight: [the Brigadier and Lavel have just escaped from a helicopter crash] Sir, we don't know what the situation is here!
Brigadier: The situation, Lavel, is normal, and it doesn't get much worse than that. You know, I'm rather enjoying this.

Nyssa: Poor old Adric. Always in trouble.
Adric: And I try so hard.

Jamie: [the TARDIS lands] That wasn't too bad. Let's go outside, Doctor.
Ben: Yeah, Come on, Jamie, you and me first. We never know, you know.
Jamie: What?
Ben: We don't know what could be waiting for us out there, do we? Come on, Doctor, open up.
The: Yes, I don't see why not. It looks alright to me.
[the doors open]
The: Wait!
[the others stop in their tracks]
The: ... For me. Ha-ha-ha...

Kerensky: The Count is very generous. A true philanthropist. I do not ask too many questions.
The: Well, you... What's your name?
Kerensky: Kerensky. Theodore Nikolai Kerensky.
The: Theodore Nikolai Kerensky, a scientist's job is to ask questions.

Tegan: You could go back!
[the Doctor looks up from the console at her, shocked by the outlandish suggestion tempered with an understanding of why]
Nyssa: Could you?
The: [firmly] No.
Nyssa: Surely the TARDIS is quite capable of...
Tegan: We can change what happened if we materialise before Adric was killed!
The: And change your own history?
Tegan: Look, the freighter could still crash into Earth, that doesn't have to be changed. Only Adric doesn't have to be on board.
The: [angrily] Now listen to me, both of you: there are some rules that cannot be broken, even with the TARDIS!
Nyssa: Doctor...
The: Don't *ever* ask me to do *anything* like that again! You must accept that Adric is dead. His life wasn't wasted, he- he died trying to save others, just like his brother, Varsh.

The: If the freighter crashes into Earth with you onboard, won't that make it rather difficult for you to carry out your task? I mean, you would be very crumpled.

The: Good heavens. You could fry eggs in the street.

Romana: Newton? Who's Newton?
Doctor: Old Issac? Friend of mine on Earth. Discovered gravity. Well, I say he discovered gravity; I had to give him a bit of a prod.
Romana: What did you do?
Doctor: Climbed up a tree.
Romana: And?
Doctor: Dropped an apple on his head.
Romana: Ah. And so he discovered gravity.
Doctor: No-no, he told me to clear off out of his tree. I explained it to him afterwards at dinner.

[last lines]
Doctor: I think we're over and done with here. Let's go.
Romana: The randomiser.
Doctor: What about it?
Romana: Well, we can't just leave it here.
Doctor: Why not? I don't like not knowing where we'll turn up next.
Romana: Neither does the Black Guardian. That's the point of the thing.
Doctor: Well, that's a...
Romana: The Black Guardian's a *real* threat.
Doctor: [shakes head] Some galactic hobo with ideas above his station; the cosmos is full of them. Anyway, there's been enough randomising on this job.
Romana: Job? It was supposed to be a holiday.
Doctor: Well then I'm gonna be very glad to get back to work. And I'm missing K9.

Doctor: When the moment comes, Mr. Jago, you and I can face our destiny shoulder to shoulder.
Henry: [glum] Oh, corks.

Captain: You seriously believe that Victor Foxtrot got caught in some sort of time-slip?
The: It would seem to be the logical explanation.
Captain: That's pretty rum idea to me.

Mandrel: There's no life on the other planets.
The: Really? How many other planets have you been to?

The: Now, what seems to be the problem?
Adric: We've gone into orbit round one of the planets.
The: I thought so.
Adric: Thought what?
The: I thought you might appreciate it if I gave you the impression I knew what was happening. We could panic of course, but where would that get us?
Adric: What's happening?
The: I don't know.
Adric: Well, you should know!
The: Adric.
Adric: Well, you are a Time Lord, aren't you?
The: Adric. If I knew everything that was going to happen, where would the fun be?
[spotting the Keeper]
The: Hello.
The: How do you do?
The: It's alright, Adric.
[points to the Keeper]
The: The Keeper Of Traken.
The: Well-guessed, Doctor. The reports I hear of your intelligence are true, I see.
The: Oh, well, it wasn't difficult to guess who'd taken possession of the TARDIS. There can't be many people in the universe with the capacity of just dropping in like this.
Adric: Well, you could have told me.
The: Shh-shh... Time reveals everything, Adric.

Ben: [Ben picks up the Doctor's ring from the floor] Now look, the Doctor always wore this. So, if you're him it should fit, now shouldn't it?
[Ben grabs the Doctor's hand, and slips the ring on. However, the ring is far too big for the Doctor's finger]
Ben: There... That settles it!
The: I'd like to see a butterfly fit into a chrysalis case after it's spreads its wings.
Polly: Then you did change!
The: Life depends on change, and renewal.
Ben: [sarcastically] Oh, so that's it, you've been renewed, have ya?
The: [taking Ben's remark seriously] I've been renewed, have I? That's it, I've been renewed! It's part of the TARDIS. Without it I couldn't survive.

[the Doctor, Sarah and Harry emerge from a ventilation shaft into a corridor. The lights come on to reveal Davros and Nyder, who is holding a gun]
Davros: Welcome back.
Doctor: You were right, Sarah, about there being something nasty waiting for us.

Romana: I did calculate our chances of success at 74,384,338 to 1 against.
Doctor: What? 74,384,338? Why, that's extraordinary!
Romana: Why?
Doctor: Well, that's my lucky number!

Karuna: [speaking for Aris] Don't the Not-We in the dome have voice?
Panna: Yes, of course they do, but it is not as it is with us. With them, voice is not a mark of wisdom.

The: An apple a day keeps the... Ah, never mind.

Tegan: You call yourself a Time Lord? A broken clock keeps better time than you do! At least it's accurate twice a day... which is more than you ever are!

The: Nothing's just "rubbish" if you have an inquiring mind.

Tegan: You call three hundred years a small error?
The: It's probably due to nothing more than a temperamental cellanoid on the lateral balance cones.

The: [Hermann shoves the Doctor into the sitting room] I say, what a wonderful butler, he's so violent!

Brock: Excuse me for reminding you, but this is a sterile planet. There haven't been any Argolins born here since the war.
Pangol: Which was forty years ago, but how old do you think I am, Mr. Brock?
[It is obvious that Pangol is only twenty years old]

Peri: [after the sixth Doctor catches a very small fish] Oh, wow, Doctor! That must weigh very nearly an ounce.

Panna: The Not-We must know how it is with the Kinda.

Laurence: Well in view of what you've told me, I'm going to fetch the police.
The: No. This is much too grave a matter for the police, Mr Scarman.
Laurence: Too grave?
The: Yes. They'd only hamper my investigation.
Laurence: Your investigation?
The: Yes. Why do you think I'm here? Something's interfering with time, Mr Scarman. And time is MY business.
Laurence: Who are you ?

Doctor: Well, that's the problem. There's got to be an answer.
Kalmar: What?
Doctor: That's the question.

[first lines]
Ben: Doctor, look!
[Polly screams. The Doctor and Ben stare transfixed at the pulsating claw. Ben slowly moves towards the claw, but the Doctor quickly drags him back. The movement appears to alarm the claw - it scuttles back into the shadows]
The: A light. A torch outside.
Ben: Did you see it?
The: Quickly Ben, quickly!

Dr. Who: Well, look, look. You see where we've landed? On a museum.
Ian: A museum?
Barbara: A space museum. Yes.

Sutekh: Any further insolence, Doctor, and I shall shred your nervous system into a million fibres. Is that understood?

The: My dear boy, we're trying to beat the Daleks, not start a jumble sale.

[last lines]
Monoid: Two, are you there? Two, answer me!
Dodo: What do we do now?
Dr. Who: Nothing, my dear. We shall just have to wait until the next party lands.
Dodo: But what if they don't come? What if they decide to find another planet?
Dr. Who: Well, in that case, we shall just have to stay here.

Brigadier: [showing the Doctor their ammunition] Armor-piercing, solid core with a teflon coating. Go through a Dalek.
The: A nasty bullet.
Brigadier: UNIT's been very busy, Doctor. We've also got high explosive rounds for yetis and very efficient armor-piercing rounds for robots. And we've even got gold-tipped bullets for you-know-what.
The: No silver?
Brigadier: Silver bullets?
The: Well, you never know.
Brigadier: Quartermaster Sergeant! Silver bullets! Have we any?

The: You will obey ME.
Peri: No.
The: I am The Master!
Peri: S-so what! I'm Perpugilliam Brown, and I can shout as loud as you can!

[last lines]
Varga: Ready to fire...

Nyssa: We should wait for the Doctor. We can't take on the android by ourselves.
Adric: Why isn't he here? Why is he never around when you want him?

The: Oh, look! Rocks!

Murray: Please keep your seats during the flight and no dancing in the aisles. Now, we all feeling fine?
Melanie: [along with the other passengers] Yes!
Murray: All right! 1959, here we come!

[last lines]
Hobson: What are you doing?
Dr. Who: Just be patient. Just as I thought. A large, neurotropic virus.
Hobson: What, like the space plague?
Dr. Who: No. It's a large, infective agent that only attacks the nerves. That's why the patients have got these lines on their faces and their hands. It follows the course of the nerves under the skin.
Hobson: That's all very well, but how did it get in here?
Dr. Who: Oh, it is the Cybermen. I believe they have deliberately infected the base.
Hobson: My men have searched every square inch of the base. There's no space to hide a cat, let alone a Cyberman! Anyhow, how did they get in?
Dr. Who: [realizing something] One moment.
Hobson: What is it?
Dr. Who: You say you searched all the base?
Hobson: Yes. What of it?
Dr. Who: Every nook and cranny?
Hobson: Yes.
Dr. Who: No chance of anyone hiding anywhere?
Hobson: None whatever.
Dr. Who: Did your men search in here?
Hobson: Well...
Dr. Who: Did they?
Hobson: Well,
[sighs]
Hobson: there are always people in here so they thought that...
Dr. Who: [whispering urgently] Did they search in here?
Hobson: No!
Polly: But there's nowhere in here they could hide.
[the Doctor inspects all the beds in turn until he comes to one particular bed, where he sees the boots of a Cyberman sticking out]
Polly: Oh no! No! No! Oh no!

The: Time and tide melts the snowman.

Brigadier: [the Second Doctor and the Brigadier have only just arrived in the Zone on Gallifrey] Charming spot, Doctor.
Second: [crossly] My dear, Brigadier, there's no use blaming me.
Brigadier: You attract trouble, Doctor. You always did.

[first lines]
The: [unable to catch the lorry driving off with the TARDIS on its bed, The Doctor and Jamie go into the hangar, where a man in overalls is sitting, listening to a radio] Jamie!
Jamie: The TARDIS! Doctor!
The: Excuse me!
Bob: Ey?
The: I wonder if you could help us?
Bob: My mate likes the wireless turned on at full blast.
[points to his hearing aid]
Bob: I have to keep this turned down.
The: Oh, I see.
Jamie: Who's taken the TARDIS?
The: He means the police telephone box.
Bob: He said "TARDIS" or something.
The: Yes. Well, TARDIS... That's, uh... That's another name for it.
Bob: Oh, foreign is he?
Jamie: Me, foreign? You're the one that's foreign! I'm Scottish!
The: Uh, that's right. TARDIS is a... is a Gaelic word.
[Whispers to Jamie]
The: Jamie, hush!
Jamie: [whispering back] It's getting further away all the time!
The: Yes, I know.

Marc: This is Marc Cory, Special Security Service, reporting from the planet Kembel. The Daleks are planning the complete destruction of our galaxy. Together with the powers of the outer galaxies, a war force is being assembled.

[the Captain is unimpressed with a mining report]
The: Tah! Baubles! Baubles! Dross and baubles! We must find Visilium. We must find Madranite 1-5.
Mr. Fibuli: Well, sir, we have located a new source.
The: Excellent, excellent.
Mr. Fibuli: That's what caused the delay, Captain. We wanted to be absolutely certain. It's in an unexpected sector. Here, let me show you this chart.
[the Captain glances at it, then tosses it aside]
The: We'll mine it. Make immediate preparations.
Mr. Fibuli: Well, there is something rather curious, Captain. Uh, here is a detailed description of the sector.
The: [angrily casts the document away] I said, we'll mine it, Mr. Fibuli!
Mr. Fibuli: But sir...
The: Make immediate preparations - NOW! - or I'll have your bones bleached!

The: You changed your mind about going home.
Vislor: Well, I, uh... I thought I would learn more if I stayed with you. It's true.
The: Of course.
Vislor: I mean it.
The: I believe you. I'm just a little doubtful about how resolute you'll remain.
Vislor: Time will tell.
The: Yes, indeed. Aboard the TARDIS it always does.

The: By the way, if the Master turns up again, don't be surprised. It may take him a little time to discover I left the, uh, Coordinate Override switched in.

Barbara: Vicki, do you think there's something strange going on around here?

[first lines]
Nurse: What do we do now?
Dr. Who: We slip away and see if we can find all these young people. Come on.
[the Doctor turns a corner and finds himself facing Captain Blade. He tries to get passed him cheerfully]
Dr. Who: Ah, Captain Blade, we're following your instructions, trying to find the accommodation centre.
Blade: My instructions don't apply to you. You two won't be needing living space.
Dr. Who: Captain Blade, what is this? I don't understand. We're here to stay, aren't we?
Blade: Oh yes, you're here to stay - but not in your present state.
Dr. Who: I'm very sorry; I simply don't understand what you mean.
Blade: I checked with the Medical Centre. You're both human. We want you intact. That's why I allowed you to come here. I want your brain.

Grigory: Look, if I open that door too soon, the molecular structure of the body will break down, and poor old Stengos will turn into a pool of high-protein water. Even if I were confident I could reconstitute it, we do not have a suitable vessel into which it could be ladled.

Arthur: Doctor! No doubt you are a keen student of human nature, but some things are better left alone.
Dr. Who: No, Mr. Terrall. I am not a student of human nature. I am a professor of a far wider academy, of which human nature is merely a part. All forms of life interest me.

Davros: You must obey me! I created you! I am the master, not you! I! I! I!
Dalek: Our programming does not permit us to acknowledge that any creature is superior to the Daleks.
Davros: You cannot exist without me! You cannot progress!
Dalek: We are programmed to survive. We have the ability to develop in any way necessary to ensure that survival.

[last lines]
Dr. Who: [joyfully] Look! Look! The Daleks' ship made a bad landing. That's gives us the time we need.
Steven: [also joyfully] We made it!
Bret: Next stop Earth.
Dr. Who: Oh, I'm so glad to hear that, young man. Now, you got some thinking to do.
[to Katarina]
Dr. Who: Katarina, check up on that door and see that it is secure.
Steven: Do you realise...
[Katarina screams as Kirksen bursts through the internal door. He seizes her with one hand, and pulls her round in front of him like a shield. In his other hand he is brandishing Bors' knife]

Davros: You can not steal what already has been abandoned.

Polly: Doctor, you've got to do something to help him.
The: Before we act, we must think. Now, the Macra that have come to the surface of this planet have not found sufficient gas in the atmosphere, so they've had to get somebody to pump it up from down below.
Polly: But, if it's life and death to them, why do they waste it? Why divert it into the old shaft?
The: [thinking aloud] That's obvious, Polly, obvious. Because there's something trapped down there they wish to keep alive!

[the Doctor and his companions have landed at a tracking station at the South Pole]
The: We don't intend you any harm General, I can assure you of that.
General: You can assure me of what you like but whether I'll believe you or not is another question.
[the Doctor snorts as Cutler turns away]
General: [to a nearby soldier] I haven't got time to deal with these now, but when I do you'd better have a good explanation.
The: I don't like your tone, sir.
General: And I don't like your face, nor your hair!

Russell: Who are you?
The: I've already told you. I am known as the Doctor. I'm also a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous.
Russell: You're bonkers.
The: That's debatable.

Lord: I will venture just on e question, Doctor. What precisely do you do in there?
[referring to the TARDIS]
The: Argue mainly.

The: I felt like I could run forever, like I could smell the wind and feel the grass under my feet, and just run forever.
Ace: The planet's gone, but it lives on inside you, and it always will.

Leela: What was that?
Doctor: Static. Nothing important.
Leela: There was a sort of glow all around you.
Doctor: There was? Oh. Well, a kind of St. Elmo's fire. It happens at sea.
Leela: Saint Elmo's?
Doctor: Yes, it causes a sort of halo effect around the masts of ships.
Leela: Halo?
Doctor: [looks pointedly] Why do you keep repeating everything I say? You're not a parrot, are you?
Leela: Parrot?
Doctor: [summons a little more patience] Yes, a parrot's a bird that repeats things. Move over.
Leela: [mockingly] Move over!
Doctor: That's it.

Broton: Strength?
Zygon: Diastellic reading seven oh three.
Broton: Increase the sonic core tone by three remars.
Zygon: Increased tone, three remars. Contact firm.
Broton: Check directional pulse.
Zygon: Pulse correct to within one Earth mile. Closing.

Doctor: This pig thing is still alive. Needs an operator, of course. But the mental feedback is so intense that somehow the swinish instinct has become dominant. It hates humanity, and it revels in carnage.

[TARDIS suddenly appears]
Login: Good Heavens! What is it?
Doctor: Good Heavens! It's Romana!

Doctor: What can't be cured must be endured.
Adric: That's the silliest thing you've ever said.
Doctor: Yes, yes. Don't listen to me - I never do.

Katryca: Not many girls join The Free, Peri. I shall provide some excellent husbands for you.
Peri: Husbands? P-plural?
Katryca: Such women as we have must be SHARED.

Countess: Oh, Doctor, I'm quite convinced you're perfectly mad.
The: Only at my worst. Nobody's perfect.

Mordred: My mother will destroy you!
Brigadier: Just between you and me, Mordred, I'm getting a little tired of hearing about your mother.

Cyber: Enough. These humanoids are not like us. They still have fear. Place the Cybermats on the runway. Cybermats will attack.

Dalek,49523: [to Jamie who threatens Maxtible] You will not harm this human being. Or you will be exterminated!
Dr. Who: Yes, yes. We quite understand.

Aukon: The guards must hold the tower to the last man.
Habris: We are outnumbered. Unless you aid us, we shall all be killed.
Aukon: Then die. That is the purpose of guards.

Nefred: Even as our ancestors journeyed from Terradon, and even as our descendants one day will return there, so we are once again enclosed within our starliner. This great ship brought us far from our own shores and long ago, damaged and departing from its course, landed our forbearers in this alien land. Citizens, we are not of this planet, therefore we will lack nothing though we have lost its suns, its waters and its rich fruits. For generations the starliner has been our shelter and a reminder of our true home.

[last lines]
The: Right. Off we go into the wide blue yonder, as someone was once heard to remark.
Polly: Hooray.
Ben: Yeah, I'm not sorry to be out of that place. Poo, Jamie you don't half stink of fish!
Jamie: Oh, you want to take a wee sniff of yourself, Benjamin. He's not exactly a bonnie bunch of heather.
[Ben laughs]
The: You sound very happy, Jamie.
Jamie: Oh aye, Doctor, I am now. You know I never thought I'd say this, but well it's great.
Polly: What is?
Jamie: All this. I'll never know what makes it go, mind you, but, well at least I feel safe in here. It's only the wee things outside that are, well, alarming.
The: You've got a point there.
Ben: Yeah, you can say that again.
Jamie: It's a fact, though, Doctor? You can't exactly control the TARDIS?
The: Control it? Course I can control it.
Jamie: No-no what I meant was, can you not exactly make it go where you mean it to?
The: If I wanted to. It's just that I've never wanted to.
Ben: Oh, yes, I bet.
Polly: Ooow.
The: Right! Just for that, I'll show you. Now, where shall we go? I know, let's go to Mars.
[the Doctor operates a control. The TARDIS lurches violently]
Polly: Aaah! Doctor, what's happening?
Ben: Can't you do something?
The: Do something? I seem to have done something. It's all your fault, wanting me to tamper with the steering. I'm very sorry, everybody, but I'm afraid the Tardis is out of control!
Polly: Aaaaaaaaaaah!

Kerensky: Wrong? What are you talking about?
The: Well, you're tinkering with time. That's always a bad idea unless you know what you're doing.
Kerensky: I know what I'm doing. I am the foremost authority on temporal theory in the whole world.
The: The whole world?
Kerensky: Yes.
The: Well, that's a very small place when you consider the size of the universe.
Kerensky: Ah, but who can?
The: Oh, some can. And if you can't, you shouldn't tinker with time.

[Upon landing the TARDIS has lost all power, including emergency storage cells. The console room is in near total blackness, with only two of the six sections of the console being dimly lit]
The: Listen.
Sarah: I can't hear anything.
The: Yes, exactly. Not a click, not a tick. Nothing. The TARDIS is a living thing, with thousands of instruments. Its energy sources never stop.
Sarah: Well, they have now. Everything's completely dead.

Sabalom: Don't think about it, Dibber. You'll give yourself a hernia.

[last lines]
[the Doctor's hands hover of the TARDIS controls uncertainly, then his right goes to his head again as his left gestures to Jaime to do it]
Jamie: Me, Doctor?
[Jaime places his hand on a dial to turn it, then hesitates]
Jamie: But you said we were never to touch the controls.
Dr. Who: Quite right, Jaime.
[the Doctor whips around to see the REAL Doctor at the doors]
Dr. Who: [dressed normally] Welcome to the TARDIS.
Salamander: Thank you. You were doing so well impersonating me I... I thought I might return the compliment.
Dr. Who: And Giles Kent?
Salamander: Unfortunately didn't survive the explosion.
Dr. Who: We're going to put you outside, Salamander. No friends, no safety, nothing. You'll run, but they'll catch up with you.
[Salamander grabs for the controls...]
Dr. Who: No!
[... whips back around to gut-punch the Doctor, then pins him against the console]
Salamander: [face to face with the Doctor] And now I'm going to kill you.
Jamie: No, you don't.
[Jaime grabs Salamander from behind. Salamander elbows Jaime, grabs at the control Jaime touched, and twists it hard, starting dematerialization without first closing the doors. The TARDIS tilts violently. The Doctor and Victoria are thrown toward the heavy chair]
Victoria: Doctor!
Dr. Who: [grabs at the chair and Victoria] Victoria!
Victoria: Doctor!
Dr. Who: Jaime! Hold on to something!
[Jaime grabs the base of a plinth. Salamander screams as he slides across the floor, through the doors...]
Dr. Who: Jaime! Oh!
[... and out of the TARDIS, tumbling unprotected into the time vortex]

The: Why have you never mentioned your home planet before?
Turlough: No particular reason.
The: You in trouble?
Turlough: What makes you think that?
The: Instinct. The fact I've never seen you so nervous before.

Borusa: You have access to the greatest source of knowledge in the universe.
The: Well, I do talk to myself sometimes.

Doctor: You can't fight Time Lords, Romana.
Romana: You did.
Doctor: Once, and lost.

The: Don't you find it embarrassing asking for autographs?
Ace: Not as embarrassing as forgetting what you set your alarm for.

Hedges: Destroy. The reject must be destroyed. Kill. Kill.
Doctor: I can't. I won't.
Hedges: You must.

Sean: All right, if it is a fight that you are after, I'm your man. Come on. You need a few lessons in the noble and manly arts, me bucko! All right, come on!

The: There's always something to look at if you open your eyes!

[first lines]
Computer: Bombay-Tokyo shipment activated. Bombay sending now. Tokyo receiving now. Dispatch completed. New York to Moscow delayed, Moonbase clearance awaited. Stockholm-Washington personnel transportation, Stockholm sending now. Washing receiving now. Dispatch completed. Non arrival, shipment of synthetic protein, New York to Moscow, Moonbase clearance awaited.

The: [the TARDIS shakes as if it has collided into something] Splendid! We've hit conterminous time again.
Jamie: Well, we've certainly hit something!

The: Now, this Traken web of harmony is broken. I am free!

Nyssa: Doctor, you haven't got the quantum accelerator back from the Master.
The: And he hasn't got the temporal limiter. The idea, you see, is to keep him waiting until we're ready to take off.
Nyssa: Why do we need Concord? Can't we all go back in the TARDIS?
The: No, I need the TARDIS to deal with the Master.

Dr. Who: Oh! Oh, my word!
Zoe: What?
Dr. Who: Well, it's sealed! It's completely sealed! I can't possibly undo it!

Doctor: [taking a blood sample] You're not frightened of blood, are you, you mighty huntress?
Leela: [unphased] Just hurry up.

Bigon: Monarch believes he is God.

Leela: When shall we go and look for the cave creature?
Doctor: Perhaps it'll come look for us.

[last lines]
Malpha: Now all is ready. We at this table pledge our allegiance to the Dalek cause. Our armies will reduce the galaxies to ashes. Their people to dust. And Earth we will conquer first. Victory! Victory!
All: Victory! Victory! Victory!

Leela: Doctor?
Doctor: Yes.
Leela: You know you said nothing could get within that barrier?
Doctor: Yes.
Leela: Not light or anything?
Doctor: No.
Leela: But Xoanon is inside it.
Doctor: [impatient] Yesss.
Leela: How do we hear his voice?
Doctor: Well, it's quite simple: we...
[can't?]
Doctor: [short laugh] You're a genius. A genius.
[the Doctor gets up gleefully, leaving Leela dumbfounded]
Leela: What did I say?

Gwendoline: [sings] I don't know what it is about my figure and my style / Then when I walk around the passers by do smile / I lost myself in Kensington/about a week today / I asked a cabman my way home / And to me he did say / That's the way to the zoo / That's the way to the zoo / The monkey house is nearly full / But there's room enough for you / Take a bus to Regent's Park / Make haste before it shuts / Next Sunday I shall come and give you such a bunch of nuts

Gwendoline: I think Mr. Matthews is confused.
The: Never mind. I'll have him completely bewildered by the time I'm finished.

The: "Eureka" is Greek for "this bath is too hot."

The: [about the Daleks] I know the misery they cause, - the destruction. But there's something else more terrible - something I can only half remember.
Polly: Doctor, what was it?

[Two Daleks under attack by city-generated zombie Exxilons, one having had its weapon forcibly removed and destroyed by a zombie]
Armed: Alert! Alert! Evacuate! Evacuate! Evacuate! Retire to city entrance!
Armed: [throws off zombie, travels backward behind disarmed Dalek] Faster! Faster! I will cover you! I will cover you! Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster!
[fires three shots at near zombie, another three at far zombie]

The: Nyssa! Lovely morning! I'm beginning to feel quite my old self, or rather my new self.

K9: Your silliness is noted.

The: [On seeing Peri for the first time] Who's this brat?

The: Deactivating a generator loop without the correct key is like repairing a watch with a hammer and chisel. One false move and you'll never know the time again.

Mandrel: [questioning the Doctor's return] Don't threaten me, Doctor. The Gatherer doesn't give anyone money. He takes but he doesn't give. So you better have a good story.
Doctor: Once upon a time there were three sisters...

Doctor: You don't believe all that, do you?
Soldier: What?
Doctor: Well, Jagaroth spaceships. Isn't it? Isn't it?
Soldier: I'm paid simply to fight.
Doctor: Yes, but I mean quite honestly when you think about all that Jagaroth spaceship...
Soldier: [unimpressed] When you work for the Borgias, you believe anything.

Sean: Oh, no I can't believe it.
Jacko: What?
Sean: A flamin' English police box.
[the TARDIS disappears before their eyes]

Idas: There's no time.
Doctor: No time! Don't say that to me. I'm a Time Lord!

Professor: Forgive us, ma'am.
Leela: What for?
Professor: For being so indelicate around a lady of refinement.
Leela: Does he mean me?
Professor: I don't think so.
Leela: It's very interesting. You say you can tell the height of the attacker by the way the blade was thrust.
Professor: Mm-hm.
Leela: But when aiming for the heart, we were always taught to strike under the breast bone.
Professor: Upon my soul!
Doctor: Savage. Found floating down the Amazon in a hatbox.

Doctor: [trying to hail a taxi] Is no one interested in history?

Shockeye: [eating fruit. Spits it out] Insipid muck!
Varl: Our leader is in decent orbit.
Shockeye: Our leader is Chessene o' the Franzine Grig.
Varl: Marshal Stike commands the Ninth Sontaran Battle Group!
Shockeye: He doesn't command anything here. Chessene planned this operation.
Varl: You will see! We Sontarans lead. We never follow.
Shockeye: Tell him to come in on full mufflers. And that's an order from Chessene!

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

The: [shackled to a table] Well, well, well...
[lies back]
The: ... The Rani.
The: You were expecting to see The Master?
The: To see? Not exactly. He was burned to a crisp the last time I saw him.
The: Your smugness is misplaced. He's here. He's very much alive, and he wants vengeance. Curse the pair of you!
The: Well, since we're insulting each other, I can't say I care much for your taste in clothes. Doesn't do a thing for you.
The: Hmm, your regeneration's not too attractive, either.

The: How do you do? I'm the Doctor. Haven't we met before?

[last lines]
Zaroff: Nothing in the world can stop me now!

Tegan: Doctor, why can't you help them?
The: Don't you understand? If I did, it would be the end of me as a Time Lord.
Tegan: What do you mean?
The: I can only regenerate twelve times. I have already done so four times.
Tegan: So?
The: Don't you see? Eight of them; eight of me.
Tegan: They want your remaining regenerations?
The: It's the only way to end their mutation.

The: You are all animal now. You're so weak, your will devoured. A stronger mind will hold onto itself longer, a will as strong as mine. How much longer? If I have to suffer this contamination, this humiliation, if I am to become an animal, then like an animal I will destroy you, Doctor. I will hunt you, trap you, and destroy you.

The: Would you mind not standing on me, my hat's on fire.

Zoe: Quickly, Doctor! He's taking the device out of its case now. Oh, Jamie he'll be too late! He's putting it in now. It's gone!
Dr. Who: Oh!
Jamie: Doctor, have you caught it? Quick out. Well?
Kando: Oh thank goodness!
Cully: We're saved! We're saved, then!
Dr. Who: No not just yet. I've still got to defuse it before they explode it. Oh! Oh my word!
Zoe: What?
Dr. Who: Well, it's sealed! It's completely sealed! I can't possibly undo it!

Black: You have not destroyed the Doctor.
Turlough: I haven't found him yet.
Black: Kill the Doctor.
Turlough: I will! I will! I have a plan.
Black: You have nothing.

Newsreader: This is a public happiness announcement. A depression is moving towards Forum Square. The proper authorities will restore harmony and peace.

Login: A little patience goes a long way.
Doctor: Yes. Too much patience goes absolutely nowhere.

Dr. Who: They now know who's Who!

Draith: Tell Dexeter we've come full circle.

Scaroth: Keep out of my way. I must get to the ship.
Doctor: No, Scaroth, you can't!
Scaroth: I'm in that ship, I'm in the warp control cabin. I must stop myself pressing the button.
Doctor: No, Scaroth, no! You've pressed it once. You've thrown the dice once, you don't get a second throw!
Scaroth: But I will splinter in time again, and all my people will be killed!
Doctor: No! The explosion that you in there are about to trigger off will give birth to the human race. The moment your race kills itself, another is born. That has happened, it will happen.
Scaroth: What do I care of the human race? Scum! The tools of my salvation!
Doctor: No, the product of your destruction! History cannot change, it cannot!
Scaroth: [raising his arms likes he's going to do a karate chop] I WILL CHANGE IT!
[Duggan punches him, knocking him to the ground]
Doctor: Duggan! Duggan... I think that was possibly the most important punch in history.

The: You're a beautiful woman, probably.

Shockeye: [about Jamie] Let me buy it from you.
The: My companion is not for sale!
Shockeye: I promise you, Lord, no chef in the nine planets would do more to bring out the flavor of the beast.

Tegan: Is that supposed to be Heathrow?
Adric: It is.
Tegan: Well, they've certainly let the grass grow since I was last there.
Adric: Well, actually they haven't built the airport yet. We're about three hundred years early.
Tegan: That's great. Perhaps I can go out, file a claim on the land. When they get 'round to inventing aircraft I'll make a fortune!

Doctor: We have the power to do anything we like, absolute power over every particle in the universe, everything that has ever existed or ever will exist as from this moment. Are you listening to me, Romana?
Romana: Yes, of course, I'm listening.
Doctor: 'Cause if you're not listening I can make you listen, because I can do anything. As from this moment there's no such thing as free will in the entire universe. There's only my will because I possess the Key to Time.

The: [entering dwelling alone] Hello? Anybody home?
[silence]
The: Nobody home except us druids.

Second: [the Second Doctor's visit of his old friend Brigadier Allister Gordon Lethgridge Stewart is drawing to a close] Now Brigadier I must bid hail and farewell. I shouldn't even be here at all. I'm not exactly breaking the laws of time but I am bending them a little.
Brigadier: [Nodding slightly] Yes. You never did care much for rules as I remember.

Karuna: Aris is one of my fathers.
The: Is he? How many do you have?
Karuna: Seven.
Todd: Seven?
The: Isn't that rather extravagant?

The: Oh, things are getting out of control - even *I* can't play this many games at once!

Sarah: You're serious, aren't you?
The: About what I do, yes. Not necessarily about the way I do it.

Leela: They are hard to kill, these Rutans.
Doctor: Been celebrating have you?
Leela: It is fitting to celebrate the death of an enemy.

Tegan: Ladies and gentlemen, we do apologize for the delay. Your flight is now ready for boarding. Would you care to proceed to your aircraft immediately?

Doctor: [critiquing his likeness in the cliff face up close] The nose could be a shade more aquiline, and the noble proportion of the brow hasn't been perfectly executed. Still, we mustn't complain. We live in an imperfect universe.
Leela: Where's the bridge through the barrier? Up the nose?
Doctor: [sharply, insulted] No, it isn't!
Doctor: [mutters] "Up the nose"!
Doctor: It's over the teeth and down the throat.

Charles: Well, Doctor, how would you like to take a cocktail to your bath?
The: Well, certainly a cold drink.
Adric: [dumbfounded] What do you do with a cocktail in a bath?
Charles: Drink it, old boy.

The: My blood will bubble like a raging stream. I will beg to die? And in so doing I will crave your indulgence and forgiveness.

Morbius: I am still here. I can see nothing, feel nothing. You have locked me into hell for eternity. If this is all there is, I would rather die now... Trapped like this, like a sponge beneath the sea. Yet even a sponge has more life than I. Can you understand a thousandth of my agony? I, Morbius, who once led the High Council of the Time Lords, reduced to this - to the condition where I envy a vegetable.

[the lab apparatus the Doctor is working on catches fire, so Jo puts it out with a fire extinguisher]
Doctor: You've ruined it!
Jo: But your bench was on fire.
Doctor: Three months delicate work and now look at it, you ham-fisted bun vendor!

Perpugilliam: Will it believe you?
The: If it doesn't, I shall beat it into submission with my charm.

The: Ha, ha! Interesting stuff, isn't it?
Adric: If I could understand it.
The: What?
Adric: Well, look, I read about something that's just happened.
The: And?
Adric: Well, the next page says it didn't happen at all.
The: So?
Adric: Over the page it says it did happen, but many years ago.
The: Ah, yes. Well, I suppose it is a bit above your head. Mind you, they did say I had a very sophisticated prose style.
Adric: As for your handwriting...
The: Handwriting? What about my handwriting?
Adric: It's marvellous.

Doctor: Somehow a Krynoid can channel its powers to other plants. All the vegetation on this planet is about to turn hostile.
Sir: You mean like aggressive rhubarb?
Doctor: Yes, aggressive rhubarb.
Major: What? homicidal gooseberries?
Sir: Heh, heh. You are joking, of course, Doctor.
Doctor: No, I'm not joking.

Vorus: You have the philosophy of a cringing mouse, Tyrum!

[first lines]
Dalek: [the Daleks are gathering inside their production plant] Orders received. Exterminate all humans!
Dalek: Exterminate all humans!
Dalek: Exterminate! Annihilate! Destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy!
All: [in unison] Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy! Daleks conquer and destroy!
[this is chorused over and over, as one by one, the Daleks glide from the capsule]
Dalek: Take up positions, ready to exterminate all human beings.
Dalek: Exterminate!
All: [in unison] Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!

Doctor: What's that creature doing here? Pure brain, a hundred foot across, stuck at the bottom of a pit, oozing about and sitting on people. Not much of a life, is it?

Black: The Daleks will deal with them. There is no need for the delay in their extermination.

[first lines]
Prince: Achilles!
Achilles: Over here, stable keeper! Barbarian horse worshipper!

Isabella: Can you not help us?
Turlough: I wish I could.
Hugh: Can you not call on Hell?
Turlough: I could, but then so could you, with a better chance of success, I fancy.

[last lines]
Jamie: Err, Victoria.
Victoria: What?
Jamie: You see how those lassies were dressed?
Victoria: Yes, I did. And trust you to think of something like that.
Jamie: What? Couldn't help thinking about it.
Victoria: Well, I think it's disgusting, wearing that kind of thing.
Jamie: [mocking] Oh, aye, so it is, so it is. You, err, you don't see yourself dressed like that then?
Victoria: Jamie!
Jamie: Oh, I'm sorry, it was just an idea.
Victoria: We will now change the subject, please. I want to look at this man.
[Behind the cover, the warrior is now completely unfrozen. Somehow it has returned to life. It flexes its hand, and moves its head towards the approaching Victoria]

The: [having survived the station's automated defense system's first attempt to kill them] I wonder what it will try next.
Peri: You don't think it'll just leave us alone.
The: Most unlikely. Think of it as a game between it and us.
Peri: I love games, Doctor. Games where I'm not expecting to end up dead! Are you listening?

Brigadier: Oh, dear. Women. Not really my field.
The: Don't worry, Brigadier. People will be shooting at you soon.

Jamie: [seeing the Emperor Dalek] Look at the size of that thing!

Lady: Always I have treated you badly. I've done you no service, shown you no kindness, and yet you risk your life to save me. Why so?
Richard: Should I not?
Lady: I do not live in the world of "what should," but you're a good man, Richard, and I am evil.

Lytton: You know, Griffiths, when I look at you, I wonder why your ancestors bothered to crawl out of the primordial slime.

Adric: So, what is a railway station?
The: Well, a place where one embarks and disembarks from compartments on wheels drawn along these tracks by a steam engine - rarely on time
Nyssa: What a very silly activity.
The: You think so? As a boy, I always wanted to drive one.

The: You can always judge a man by the quality of his enemies.

Kimus: Say, you're very good at this. Do you drive these things for a living?
The: No. I save planets mostly, but this time I think I've arrived far, far too late.

The: Are you questioning my skill?
Peri: No, not your skill, Doctor.

Davros: Until the Daleks' universal supremacy is accomplished, I can not allow myself the luxury of death.
Doctor: Ohhh, poor Davros.
Davros: However, it is a luxury I shall delight in bestowing upon YOU.
Doctor: Heh-hehh. You're very generous.

[the Brigadier knocks out the Doctor]
Brigadier: Sorry, Doctor, but I think I'm rather more expendable than you!

Borusa: We are prepared to offer you a full and free pardon.
The: What makes you think I want your forgiveness?

The: Well, they may agree with your plan, Captain, but I advise you, don't trust them.
Richard: We need all the help we can get.
Jill: That's true.
Dan: [contemptuously mispronouncing] We don't need the Darleks. There's nothing they can do that we can't do on our own, sir.
The: They're brilliant technicians. It was their inventive genius that made them one of the greatest powers in the Universe, remember that.
Richard: Quite. They may find a way out of his spot.
Peter: My father was killed in the last Dalek war, sir. I hate the thought of working with them.
Richard: He was one man. Ten million will die if we don't get off the planet with the medical supplies.
The: Well, whatever they're going to do, I hope they decide quickly.

Brig. Alastair Gordon Lethbridge: [as the Doctor is about to regenerate for the third time] Well... here we go again.

The: Yes. When I say run, run like a rabbit. Run!

Steven: If you try any more of your funny business, I'll exterminate you myself!
The: [acting injured innocence] Funny business? Me?

[Sutekh telekinetically removes the TARDIS key from around the Doctor's neck and brings it before him]
Sutekh: Scarman!
Marcus: I hear you, Master.
Sutekh: My enemies have brought the means of my deliverance.
[the time corridor activates and Sutekh sends the TARDIS key through]
Sarah: TARDIS key!
Sutekh: [depositing it into Scarman's hand] This allows you entry into the Time Lord's space machine. Take one servicer and travel to the pyramid of Mars.
The: He won't find that possible, Sutekh.
Sutekh: [dismissively] Scarman is my puppet. My mind is in his.
The: The controls of the TARDIS are isomorphic.
Sutekh: One to one. They answer to you alone.
The: Yes.
Sutekh: Then I was wise to spare you. My mind is in *yours*!
[the Doctor's face goes blank, he rises, and crosses his arms in veneration]
The: Master.
Sutekh: Scarman.
Marcus: Master.
Sutekh: I send you the Time Lord. He will control the machine. The human girl will accompany you. If the Time Lord shows the slightest sign of self-will, kill her immediately.
Marcus: It is understood, Great One.
[Sutekh sends the Doctor to Scarman through the time corridor]

Turlough: Tegan, why do you dislike me so much?
Tegan: You're unreliable.
Turlough: You hardly know me.

[a food dispenser has just produced a number of food cubes]
Jamie: I've heard of a square meal, but this is ridiculous!

The: You're a beautiful woman, probably.

The: Tell me, what exactly are mutos?
Nyder: Mutos are the scarred relics of ourselves. Monsters created by the chemical weapons used in the first century of this war. They were banished into the wastelands where they live and scavenge like animals.
The: In other words, genetically wounded.
Nyder: We must keep the Kaled race pure. Imperfects are rejected. Some of them survive out there.
The: That's a very harsh policy.
Harry: It's horrible.
Nyder: Your views are not important.

Sarah: Hey Doctor, Doctor. Look what I found.
The: Hello Vicki.
Sarah: What?
The: Hmm? Where did you get that dress?
Sarah: I just told you. I found it, back there in the wardrobe. Why, don't you like it?
The: Yes, yes I always did. Victoria wore it. She travelled with me for a time.
Sarah: Well as long as Albert didn't wear it.
[Giggles]
Sarah: Oh come on Doctor, that's worth a smile, surely. What's the matter? You should be glad to be going home.
The: The Earth isn't my home, Sarah. I'm a Timelord.
Sarah: Ohh I know you're a Timelord.
The: You don't understand the implications. I'm not a human being. I walk in eternity.
Sarah: What's that supposed to mean?
The: It means I've lived for something like 750 years.
Sarah: Oh so you're middle aged.
The: Yes. It's about time I found something better to do than run around after The Brigadier.
Sarah: Oh come on, if you're tired of being UNIT's scientific advisor you could always resign.

Romana: Negative coordinates.
Doctor: Yes, that settles it. We're out of our own space and time, Romana.
Romana: Exo-Space!
Doctor: Yes. That thing we came through was a Charged Vacuum Emboitment.
Romana: A CVE.
Doctor: Hmm. One of the rarest space/time events in the universe.

Doctor: There's something trapped in the stack, Noah, but at the rate its absorbing energy it won't be trapped for long. The stack must be shut down. Well, if you'd been down there with me, Noah, you...
[Noah fires his ray gun and the Doctor falls. Later, Harry and Sarah Jane find him]
Doctor: [suddenly wakes up] -you wouldn't find it so amusing.
Sarah: Oh, Doctor!
Doctor: Ah, Sarah, you're back. Splendid. Where's Noah? Shot me, did he? Cut off in mid sentence. I might have been saying something important- I *was* saying something important!

Dalek: The invisible creatures have been exterminated.
Dalek: Search for the fugitives! They must not escape.
Daleks: We obey!

[regarding the inside of the TARDIS]
Scott: It's bigger than you think.

Doctor: [singing] I don't want to set the world on fire,
[Explosion. The TARDIS is filled with smoke and The Doctor exits the TARDIS coughing]

Vrestin: Heron, what should we do?
Ian: We go up.

[Catching the Doctor at the TARDIS, Harry tries to convince him to return to the sick bay]
Harry: No, Doctor, I'm the doctor and I say that you're not fit.
The: You may be *a* Doctor, but I'm *the* Doctor. The definite article, you might say.
Harry: Look here, Doctor, you're not fit...
The: Not fit! Not fit! Of course I'm fit. All systems go!
[the Doctor karate chops a convenient brick in twain, then jogs in place]
Harry: Well, look...
[the Doctor stops, grabs the end of Harry's stethescope and holds it to his heart. Harry listens. The Doctor moves it to his other heart]
The: Heartsbeat?
Harry: I say, I don't think that can be right.
The: Both a bit fast, are they?

Doctor: "The cheeseboard is the world, and the pieces the phenomena of the universe," as my old friend Huxley used to say... Cheeseboard? Chessboard. "And the opponent makes no allowances for mistakes nor makes the smallest concession to ignorance." I'm an ignorant old Doctor, and I've made a mistake.

Gatherer: To err is computer.

Xoanon: Destroy and be free. Destroy and be free.

Doctor: Engin, I can feel my hair curling. And that means either it's going to rain, or else I'm on to something.

Kassia: It is done, Melkur.
Melkur: Oh, no, Kassia. It is only beginning.

Barbara: What is that awful noise?
Dr. Who: I beg your pardon? "Awful noise"? That's no way to talk about my singing!
Barbara: No, Doctor, not that awful noise! The other one!

The: You and I are scientists, Professor. We buy our privilege to experiment at the cost of total responsibility.

Doctor: I have an uncomfortable feeling that, if the murderer doesn't kill us, the commander will. That is assuming they're not one and the same person.

[first lines]
Polly: [inside the TARDIS, the Doctor is regenerating. Ben and Polly watch in amazement as the frail old man changes into a younger figure. Ben and Polly discuss the "new" Doctor lying on the floor of the TARDIS] His face, his hair. Look at it!
Ben: He's breathing, and the TARDIS seems to be normal.
Polly: Ben, what are we going to do? We can't just leave the Doctor there.
Ben: What, him? The Doctor?
Polly: Well that's who came through the doors - there was no one else outside. Ben, do you remember what he said in the tracking room? Something about "This old body of mine is wearing a bit thin".
Ben: So he gets himself a new one?
Polly: Well, yes.
Ben: Do me a favor!
Polly: Then whatever happened, happened in here.
Ben: But it's impossible!
Polly: Not so long ago we'd have been saying that about a lot of things.
The: [the Doctor awakens and mutters to himself] Slower. Slower. Concentrate on one thing. One thing. It's over. Hmm, hmm, hmm. It's over.
Ben: Doctor?
The: [the Doctor turns and stumbles over the console. Mutters to himself] The muscles are still a bit tight.
Ben: What are we gonna do?
Polly: It is the Doctor. I know it is... - I think.
Ben: It's not only his face that's changed. - He doesn't even act like him. Come on, it's time we sorted this out.

The: I'm bored. I love to play games but there's no-one to play against. The beings who call here have no minds, and so they become my toys. But you will become my perpetual opponent. We shall play endless games together, your brain against mine.

Sharaz: You think I'm mad?
Peri: N-n-no.
Sharaz: I am mad. Are you afraid of me?
Peri: Yes.

Animus: You are of no further use, except for the way you think. I need your intelligence. You will be brought to the Centre... to me.

The: This carnage isn't necessary.
Terileptil: It's survival, Doctor. Just as these primitives kill lesser species to protect themselves, so I kill them.
The: That's hardly an argument.
Terileptil: It's not supposed to be an argument! It's a statement!

The: You haven't won the game yet, Morgaine.
Morgaine: I could always defeat you at chess, Merlin.
The: Who said anything about chess? I've been playing poker. And I have an Ace up my sleeve...

Fire: Red Kang eye-spy says we can't go through usual carrydor. Blue Kangs out and lurking.
Bin: And the yellow?
Fire: No yellows. All unalive now.

[first lines]
Dr. Who: Jamie, when you captured this creature, you must have dislodged its control unit.
Jamie: Then it must still be lying out there.
Dr. Who: Precisely!
Khrisong: Where are you going?
Dr. Who: To have a look outside the gates. I want that unit. Come on, Jamie.
Khrisong: No! I will not allow it.
Dr. Who: But why not?
Khrisong: I trust no one to leave the monastery. You say this creature is not a real Yeti.
Dr. Who: It's metal. It's been made.
Khrisong: And sent against us. Why? Why does someone wish harm to the monks of Detsen. I will trust no stranger until these questions are answered.
Jamie: Ah, but we're on your side! Have we not convinced you yet?
Khrisong: I am convinced of nothing.
Victoria: The Doctor knows all about this sort of thing. Why not let him help you?
Dr. Who: Well if you don't trust us at least send Thomni, or one of your other warriors.
Khrisong: No! I will not allow the gates to be opened!
Dr. Who: If you want us to help...
Khrisong: I do not need your help! Thomni, guard them!
[walks out]
Dr. Who: Oh dear, a very obstinate man.
Travers: Yes, well that's that I suppose. Nothing we can do about it now.
[Moving towards the door]
Travers: Um, well I... I think I'll just go and get a bit of shut-eye. Good night all.

Captain: You are not an Ephemeral. You are a... a time dweller. You travel in time.
The: You're reading my thoughts.
Captain: You are a Time Lord. A lord of time. Are there lords in such a small domain?
The: And where do you function?
Captain: Eternity.

Kassia: I speak for the many peoples of the Traken Union. They ask why crops fail. Why droughts and floods disturb our planets. And now, violent death in the very precinct of the court itself. What do we tell them?
Consul: Normal events, Consul, when the span of our Keeper nears its end.
Kassia: Nothing is normal at such a time. This Keeper, whose protection we have enjoyed for a thousand years, is dying. The power is growing weaker, day by day.

Voice: Is it time, Solon?
Solon: I do not yet have the Time Lord's head, master.
Voice: What do you mean, "Time Lord"?
Solon: The Doctor.
Voice: The Doctor is a Time Lord?
Solon: That is why his head is so perfect! From one of your own race - from one of those who turned upon you and tried to destroy you! You get a new head for Morbius... the crowning irony.
Voice: Fool!
Solon: I'm sorry. The pun was irresistible.

Priscilla: [to the Doctor] This isn't a prison, but cross that line and you're a dead man.

Gilbert: I'm glad you're happy.
Trevor: I'm happy you're glad.

Richard: You leaving immediately?
The: Why not? I got my toothbrush.

Doctor: Someone aboard this ship is snuggling drugs. Vraxoin.
Romana: Vraxoin!
Doctor: Yes.
Romana: I thought that was stamped out long ago.
Doctor: Yes.
Romana: The only known source was destroyed, wasn't it?
Doctor: That's right. They incinerated an entire planet. Someone's found another source.

Tegan: [wondering about the Eternals] Are they like TIme Lords?
The: Oh, no, no. They exist outside of time.
Tegan: How?
The: They're eternal. They exist in eternity. It's, uh... It's not really what you'd call living.
Tegan: So what makes 'em tick?
The: We do. Their minds are empty, used up. They need ideas from us. They're desperate for them.

Login: We must redouble our efforts toward embarkation.

Doctor: New technology dates so quickly these days.

The: Once inside a time tunnel the TARDIS may go through an adverse komtrol effect.
Peri: Is that bad?
The: Bad? Bad?
[Peri covers her ears and the Doctor goes quiet before shouting highest of all as she uncovers them again]
The: BAD?

Penley: He's got a printed circuit where his heart should be.

Co: The Nimon waits for no man!

Nemini: The wall is not friendly. We must break it!
Ian: What's wrong?
Hetra: A silent wall. We must make mouths in it with our weapons. Then it will speak more light.

The: [speaking of the Black Guardian] Be vigilant, Doctor. Once you denied him the Key to Time; now you have thwarted him again. He will be waiting for the third encounter, and his power does not diminish.
Turlough: But the Black Guardian is destroyed.
The: While I exist, he exists also... until we are no longer needed.

[last lines]
Cyber: My army awakes, Doctor!

Eric: Doctor, you seem to be very familiar with this place.
The: Oh, no, not really. Umm, it's all based on symbolic logic. The same as you use in computers. The opening mechanism for this door - an O.R. gate, you call it.
Eric: Yes, yes, I can see that, but how did you know in the first place?
The: Oh, I use my own special technique.
Eric: Oh really, Doctor. And may we know what that is?
The: Keeping my eyes open, and my mouth shut.
[laughs]

Hensell: [to the Doctor] Examiner. You seem to be in two minds.
Ben: [quietly] Yeah, and two bodies.

[the Doctor asks about the giant "tentacle" creature]
Doctor: How big is it?
Organon: Huge.
Doctor: Huge? How huge? 100 feet?
Organon: Perhaps 200.
Doctor: Huge. And that noise it makes.
Organon: Yes, I sometimes think that it's singing.
Doctor: Singing, crying, growling...
Organon: Yes, who's to tell except another creature, and there's only one like that, thank heaven.

Doctor: [to the Gundan trying to kill him] This could be a very short friendship.

Dr. Who: Courage isn't just a matter of not being frightened, you know.
Codal: What is it, then?
Dr. Who: It's being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway, just as you did.

Nimrod: At the season when ice floods swamped the pasturelands, we herded the mammoths sunwards to find new grazing.
Redvers: Tricky things, mammoths.

Todd: Sanders is pleased.
The: Is he.
Todd: He wants to stay here. I told him he should wander off into the forest. Nobody would notice. Don't know about poor old Hindle, though.
The: Oh, he'll be all right. He was just driven out of his mind. Just what he needed.

Brigadier: Now, see here, Doctor, you have finally gone too far!
Dr. Who: I rather think we all have.

[last lines]
Armand: Agh! Agh! Agh!
Elton: Agh!
Cyberman #1: You will take us to the Wheel.
Cyberman #2: Obey. Inside the Wheel, you will help us. You will obey.

The: [trying to operate the partially dismantled TARDIS] Overweight, underpowered and a museum piece. No proper stabiliser.Oh... let's try again. Might as well try to fly a second hand gas stove.

The: It seems this race is getting serious. Someone is prepared to kill in order to win.
Tegan: But what... what's the prize?
The: Oh, that we must find out.

Marshal Gaspard de Saux: And, Simon, tell him I shall bring word later concerning the 'Sea Beggar'.
Admiral Gaspard de Coligny: Interested in the Dutch at last, Marshall Tavannes?
Marshal Gaspard de Saux: Ah, Admiral De Coligny! I didn't hear you come in.
Admiral Gaspard de Coligny: I hope you are looking into the plight of the unfortunate Dutch. The 'sea beggars' as you call them. My fight with Spain is a just one.
Marshal Gaspard de Saux: So you frequently tell us in council.

Professor: Hey, Toberman. Get that big head down!

Farrah: [of Swordmaster Zadek] He's not as young as he used to be.
Doctor: Who is?

The: You can't just change what I look like without consulting me!

Sarah: Doctor, help me! Come quickly!

[Seron has just undergone a test to prove his integrity]
Consul: [weakly] Your judgment, Keeper?
The: You are blameless, Seron, but doomed. And we are BOTH betrayed.

The: I am being manipulated, but the only way to discover why and by whom is to press on.

[first lines]
The: There we are. Well, what do you think?
Victoria: I don't know. I can't believe it. It's so big. Where are we?
The: Oh, it's the TARDIS. It's my home. At least it has been for a considerable number of years.
Victoria: What are all these knobs?
The: What, these?
Jamie: Instruments. These are for controlling our flight.
Victoria: Flight?
Jamie: Well, yes. You see, we travel around in here through time and space.
[Victoria laughs]
The: Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't laugh. It's true. Your father and Maxtible were working on the same problem, but I have perfected a rather special model, which enables me to travel through the universe of time.
Victoria: How can you? I mean, if what you say is true, you must be... er well... how old?

The: [sees the Brigadier's body] You stupid, stubborn, pigheaded numbskull! You were supposed to die in bed!
Brigadier: Nonsense, Doctor!... Oh, really, Doctor, do you think I'd be so stupid as to stay inside, do you? Have a little faith!
[gets up]

Barbara: Well, I could say that I'm from another world. A world ruled by insects. And before that, we were in Rome at the time of Nero. Before that, were in England, far, far, into the future...

The: [the Doctor stops the duel between Mordred and Ancelyn] STOP! I COMMAND IT! THERE - WILL - BE - NO - BATTLE HERE!

Leela: [as a bright light noisily shoots past them in the Doctor's head] What was that?
Doctor: Ah, just a passing thought.

Tekker: Have you been traveling long?
Peri: Oh, well, it's hard to say, really. Time just FLIES when you're in the TARDIS.

Prof. Emilia Rumford: Doctor.
Doctor: Yes?
Prof. Emilia Rumford: It's getting rather exciting, isn't it.
Doctor: What? Yes, yes, oh course. Let's hope it doesn't get too exciting, huh?

Doctor: You can never relax for a moment in this job.

Quillam: I want to hear them scream till I'm deaf with pleasure.

Vicki: What do they want now?
Dr. Who: We're to be taken to the Centre, child. Try...
[groans]
Dr. Who: Try not to be afraid.

Idas: No, Doctor, that's where the dragons live!
Doctor: Really? We'll see if they're at home, shall we?

Romana: Please, please, can we do just one thing at a time?
The: First things first?
Romana: Exactly.
The: But not necessarily in that order.

The: You still think you can bargain with the Cybermen?
Eric: Certainly. This time on our terms.

The: Anybody here?

Krail: We are called Cybermen. We were exactly like you once, but our race was getting weak. Our life spans were getting shorter, so our doctors and scientists devised spare parts for our bodies until we could be completely replaced.
Polly: But that means you're not like us. You're robots.
Krail: Our brains are just like yours, except that certain weaknesses have been removed. You call them emotions, do you not?
Polly: But that's terrible. You mean you wouldn't care about someone if they were in pain?
Krail: There would be no point. We do not feel pain.
Polly: But we do.