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This is why I love Doctor Who.
Rose: I thought you and me were- Well, I obviously got it wrong. I've been to the year 5 billion, right, but this... Now, this is really seeing the future. You just leave us behind. Is that what you're gonna do to me? The Doctor: No. Not to you. Rose: But Sarah Jane. You were that close to her once, and now you never even mention her. Why not? The Doctor: I don't age. I regenerate. But humans decay; you wither and you die. Imagine watching that happen to someone that you l- [The Doctor breaks off] Rose: What, Doctor? The Doctor: You can spend the rest of your life with me, but I can't spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on. Alone. That's the curse of the Time Lords. Sarah: I saw things you wouldn't believe! Rose: Try me. Sarah: Mummies. Rose: I've met ghosts. Sarah: Robots. Lots of robots. Rose: Slitheen. In Downing Street. Sarah: Daleks! Rose: [smugly] Met the Emperor. Sarah: Anti-matter monsters! Rose: Gas-mask zombies! Sarah: Real living dinosaurs! Rose: Real living werewolf! Sarah: The. Loch Ness. Monster! Rose: [stunned] Seriously?
The Doctor: I've trapped you here.
Rose: Oh, don't worry about me. [there is a rumble overhead] Okay...we're under a black hole...on a planet which shouldn't exist, with no way out. Right, I've changed my mind, start worrying about me.
The Doctor: [about to let go of the cable and fall into the Pit, probably never to return] If you get back in touch... if you talk to Rose... just tell her... tell her I... [pauses] Oh, she knows... [lets go]
The Doctor: I've seen fake gods and bad gods and demi gods and would-be gods; out of all that - out of that whole pantheon - if I believe in one thing... just one thing... I believe in her. The Doctor: [Upon appearing from the TARDIS. To Elton] Someone wants a word with you. Rose: You upset my mum! Elton: [glances at the Abzorbaloff] ... great big absorbing creature from outer space, an' you're having a go at me? Rose: No one upsets my mum.
Elton: When you're a kid, they tell you it's all "grow up. Get a job. Get married. Get a house. Have a kid, and that's it." [sighs] But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It's so much darker. And so much madder. [grins] And so much better.
Rose: That's easy for you to say! You don't have children!
The Doctor: I was a dad once. Rose: What did you say?
Rose: You know what - they keep trying to split us up, but they never ever will. The Doctor: Never say never ever. Rose: Nah, we'll always be alright, you and me. [pause] Don't you think? Doctor? The Doctor: Something in the air. Something's coming. [Beat] A storm's approaching...
Rose: [voiceover] Planet Earth. This is where I was born. And this is where I died. The first nineteen years of my life, nothing happened. Nothing at all, not ever. And then I met a man called the Doctor. A man who could change his face. And he took me away from home in his magical machine. He showed me the whole of time and space. I thought it would never end. The Doctor: [with Rose on an alien planet] How long are you going to stay with me? Rose: Forever. Rose: [voiceover] Well, that's what I thought. But then came the Army of Ghosts. Then came Torchwood and the war. That's when it all ended. This is the story of how I died.
The Doctor: I like that, "Allons-y". I should say allons-y more often. Look sharp Rose Tyler, allons-y! And then it would be really brilliant if I met someone called Alonso, 'cause then I could say allons-y Alonso every time.... [beat] you're staring at me. Rose: My mum's still on board. (The Doctor looks up at the shelf on the wall, horrified.) Jackie: [Sitting on shelf] If we end up on Mars, I'm gonna kill you!
Dalek Jast: Raise communcations barrier! [Sees the Doctor] Wait! Rewind image by nine rels. Identify Grid Seven-Gamma-Flame. This male registers as enemy. Dalek Sec: The female's heartbeat has increased! Mickey: Yeah, tell me about it. Dalek Sec: [to Rose] Identify him! Rose: [confidently] All right then. You really want to know? That's the Doctor. [Daleks recoil] Five million Cybermen: Easy. One Doctor? [Grins] Now you're scared.
Jackie: But you're dead! You died, twenty years ago, Pete! The Doctor: It's Pete, from a different universe. There are parallel worlds, Jackie; every single decision we make creates a parallel existence, a different dimension where-- Jackie: Oh, you can shut up. [to Pete] You look old. Pete: You don't. [Jackie smiles]
[The Doctor appears in a translucent form] Rose: Where are you? The Doctor: Inside the TARDIS. There's one tiny little gap in the universe left, just about to close. And it takes a lot of power to send this projection- I'm in orbit around a supernova. [smiling weakly] I'm burning up a sun just to say goodbye. Rose: You look like a ghost. The Doctor: Hold on- [zaps sonic screwdriver at something out of set and solidifies] Rose: Can I t- (holds out her hand to his face) The Doctor: I'm still just an image, no touch. Rose: Can't you come through properly? The Doctor: The whole thing would fracture. The two universes would collapse. Rose: So? [both laugh shakily] The Doctor: Where are we? Where did the gap come out? Rose: We're in Norway. The Doctor: Norway, right. Rose: About fifty miles out of Bergen. It's called "Dålig Ulv Stranden". The Doctor: "Dalek"? Rose: "Dålig". It's Norwegian for bad. This translates as "Bad Wolf Bay". How long have we got? The Doctor: About two minutes. Rose: I can't think of what to say. [The Doctor smiles, then glances over at Jackie, Pete, and Mickey who are waiting by the jeep] The Doctor: You still got Mr. Mickey, then? Rose: Oh there's five of us now. Mum, Dad, Mickey.... and the baby. The Doctor: [shocked] You're not-? Rose: No. It's Mum. She's three months gone. More Tylers on the way. The Doctor: And what about you? Are you-? Rose: Yeah, I'm...I'm back working in the shop. The Doctor: Oh, good for you. Rose: Shut up. No, I'm not. Torchwood on this earth's open for business. Think I know a thing or two about aliens. The Doctor: [smiles] Rose Tyler, defender of the Earth... You're dead -officially- back home. So many people died that day and you've gone missing. You're on the list of the dead. [pause] Here you are, living your life day after day. The one adventure I can never have. Rose: Am I ever going to see you again? The Doctor: You can't. Rose: What are you going to do? The Doctor: Back to the TARDIS. Same old life. Rose: On your own? The Doctor: Yes. Rose: I- .... I love you. The Doctor: Quite right too. [pause] And I suppose, if it's my last chance to say it: Rose Tyler... [The transmission cuts, and the Doctor fades away from Rose. He stands in the TARDIS, with his mouth open mid-syllable, a tear streaming down his face. He regains his composure, while Rose runs crying into her mother's arms.]
(hehe then Donna shows up in the TARDIS)
[After Donna's appearance in the TARDIS] Donna: Who was it? Who's paying you? Was it Nerys? Oh my God, she's finally got me back! This has got Nerys written all over it! The Doctor: Who the hell is Nerys? Donna: Your best friend! The Doctor: Hold on, what are you dressed like that for? Donna: [sarcastically] I'm going tenpin bowling. Why do you think, Dumbo?! I was halfway up the aisle! I've waited my whole life for this, it's seconds away, and then you, I don't know, drugged me or something! The Doctor: [eyes wide with shock] I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING!!!
The Doctor: You've got a mobile? Donna: I am in my wedding dress. It doesn't have pockets! Who has pockets? Have you ever seen a bride with pockets?! When I went to my fitting at Chez Allison, the one thing I forgot to say was "GIVE ME POCKETS!"
[The Doctor is trying to find out why the aliens want to abduct Donna] The Doctor: Weird, you're not special, you're not powerful, you're not connected, you're not clever, you're not important...? Donna: This friend of yours [meaning Rose], just before she left, did she punch you in the face?
[Donna’s fiancé, Lance, is revealed to be in league with the Empress]
Donna: But.... we were getting married.
Lance: Well, I couldn’t risk you running off. I had to say yes, and then I was stuck with a woman who thinks the height of excitement is a new-flavoured Pringle! Oh, I had to sit there and listen to all that yap-yap-yap. "Brad and Angelina, is Posh pregnant, X Factor, Atkins diet, feng shui, split ends, text me, text me, text me!" Dear God, the never-ending fountain of fat, stupid trivia! I deserve a medal.
The Doctor: Oh, is that what she’s offered you, the Empress of the Racnoss? What are you, her consort?
Lance: [glances at Donna] It’s better than a night with her.
Donna: But I love you.
Lance: That’s what made it easy! It’s like you said, Doctor. The big picture. What’s the point of it all if the human race is nothing? That’s what the Empress can give me. The chance to... to go out there, to see it, the size of it all. I think you understand that, don’t you, Doctor?
The Doctor: Guess what I've got, Donna? [Holds up Robot remote control] The Doctor: Pockets! Donna: How did that fit in there? The Doctor: They're bigger on the inside.
Martha: You never even told me who you are! The Doctor: The Doctor. Martha: But what sort of species? It's not every day I get to ask that. The Doctor: I'm a Time Lord. Martha: Right, not pompous at all then!
[It is Martha's first time inside the TARDIS. She stands at the threshold, shocked as she takes in the inside]
Martha: Oh no, no. [Martha turns heel and dashes back out as the Doctor waits inside, a look on his face as if he's heard this too many times before] But.... it's just a box! [Martha runs around the ship, inspecting its smaller outside dimensions] But it's huge! [she comes back to peer at the Doctor] How does it do that? It's wood! It's like a box with that room just crammed in. It's.... [The Doctor mouths the next few words along with her] bigger on the inside!
The Doctor: [Sarcastically] Is it? I hadn't noticed.
Martha: But is there a crew, like a navigator and stuff? Where is everyone? The Doctor: Just me. Martha: All on your own? The Doctor: [pointedly focusing on the TARDIS console] Well! Sometimes I have.... guests. [getting awkward] I mean, some friends travelling alongside me. I had.... it was recently.... a friend of mine. [the Doctor suddenly looks up to meet Martha's gaze] Rose, her name was. Rose, and.... [spoken hastily] we were together. Anyway. Martha: Where is she now? The Doctor: [trying to be reassuring] With her family. Happy. She’s fine. She.... [looking visibly uncomfortable, he pauses for a split second before getting suddenly defensive] Not that you’re replacing her! Martha: I never said I was. The Doctor: [points at her then at the door] Just one trip to say thanks. You get one trip, then back home. [he turns away and speaks quietly] I’d rather be on my own.
[After the Doctor lands the TARDIS with a big bump]
Martha: Blimey it's bumpy, do you have to pass a test to fly this thing?
The Doctor: Yes. And I failed!
[After travelling to 1599]
Martha: But are we safe? Can we move around and stuff?
The Doctor: Of course we can. Why do you ask?
Martha: It's like in the films! You step on a butterfly, you change the future of the human race!
The Doctor: [Bemused] I'll tell you what then, don't.... step on any butterflies. What have butterflies ever done to you?
Martha: What if.... I dunno! What if I kill my grandfather?!
The Doctor: Are you planning to?
Martha: No.
The Doctor: Well, then.
Martha: But.... am I going to get carted off as a slave or anything?
The Doctor: [looks shocked] Why would they do that?
Martha: [indicates herself] Not exactly white, in case you haven't noticed.
The Doctor: I'm not even human. Just walk around like you own the place, it works for me.
William Shakespeare: [Admiring Martha] Such unusual clothes. So.... fitted-
Martha: Um, verily. Forsooth. Egads!
The Doctor: No, no, don't do that. Don't.
Martha: Magic and stuff, that's a surprise. It's all a bit Harry Potter.
The Doctor: Wait till you read book seven- oh, I cried!
[Martha and the Doctor are lying on the same bed]
Martha: Sorry. Not much room. Us two here. Same bed. Tongues will wag.
The Doctor: [staring off into nothing, he ignores her comment] There's such a thing as psychic energy, but a human couldn't channel it like that, not without a generator the size of Taunton and anyone would have spotted that. No. [The Doctor turns to face her] There’s something I'm missing, Martha. [Martha turns to face him] Something really close, staring me right in the face and I can’t see it. [The Doctor pauses before looking off to the side] Rose would know. That friend of mine, Rose. Right now she’d say exactly the right thing. [he pauses again for a moment, in thought, before he turns over, returning to staring at nothing] Still, can’t be helped. You’re a novice. Take you back home tomorrow.
Martha: [hurt] Great. [the Doctor doesn't react as she rolls over to give him her back and blows out the bedside candle fiercely.]
The Doctor: Come on! We can all have a good flirt later!
William Shakespeare: Is that a promise, Doctor?
The Doctor: Ooooh, 57 academics just punched the air!
Doctor: How to explain the mechanics of the infinite temporal flux.... I know! Back to the Future! Just like Back to the Future.
Martha: The film?
Doctor: No, the novelization. Yes, the film!
William Shakespeare: Ah, but I've got new ideas. Perhaps it's time I wrote about fathers and sons, in memory of my boy. My precious Hamnet.
Martha: Hamnet?
William Shakespeare: That's him.
Martha: Hamnet?
William Shakespeare: What's wrong with that?
The Doctor: Anyway, time we were off.
[Shakespeare attempts to woo Martha]
William Shakespeare: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
The Doctor: Wow.
The Doctor: I can't tell them the truth: they'll panic and think it's witchcraft!
Martha: What was it?
The Doctor: Witchcraft!!
Martha: When you say "last time", was that you and Rose?
The Doctor: [he pauses, somewhat taken aback by the question] Um.... Yeah! Yeah, it was, yeah.
Martha: [looking put off] You're taking me to the same planets that you took her?
The Doctor: [surprised, oblivious] What's wrong with that?
Martha: [disappointed, upset] Nothing! [starts to stalk away] 'Cept have you heard of the word "rebound"?
Martha: He said "last of your kind." What does that mean?
The Doctor: It really doesn't matter.
Martha: You don't talk. You never say! Why not?
[The whole city starts to sing "Abide With Me"]
Martha: It's the city. They're singing.
The Doctor: I lied to you, 'cos I liked it. I could pretend, just for a bit, I could imagine they were still alive underneath that burnt orange sky. I'm not just a Time Lord, I'm the last of the Time Lords. The Face of Boe was wrong; there's no one else.
Martha: What happened?
[Pause]
The Doctor: There was a war. A Time War. The Last Great Time War. My people fought a race called the Daleks, for the sake of all creation. And they lost. We lost. Everyone lost. They're all gone now. My family. My friends. Even that sky. [reminiscent] Oh, you should have seen it! That old planet.... The second sun would rise in the south, and the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver, when they caught the light, every morning it looked like a forest on fire. When the autumn came, a brilliant glow though the branches...
[Above Pharmacy Town, cars fly into the New New York sunset]
The Doctor: Black tie... Whenever I wear this, something bad always happens.
Martha: That's not the outfit, that's just you. But anyway, I think it suits you. In a... James Bond kinda way.
The Doctor: James Bond? Really...
The Doctor: So, what d'you say, then? One more trip?
[Martha looks at the TARDIS, obviously torn]
Martha: No. Sorry.
The Doctor: [Surprised] What d'you mean? I thought you liked it?
Martha: I do, but I can't just keep going on like this, 'one more trip'. It's not fair.
The Doctor: What you talking about?
Martha: Well, I don't want to be just a passenger anymore. Someone you're taking along for a treat. If that's how you still see me I'd rather stay here.
The Doctor: [Nods, coming to a decision] Okay then. If that's what you want.
Martha: [Hurt] Right! Well, we've already said goodbye once today. It's probably best if you just go.
[She walks away; the Doctor watches her by the TARDIS, bemused]
Martha: [Hostile] What is it?
The Doctor: Well, I said "okay".
Martha: Sorry?
The Doctor: [Nodding at the TARDIS] Okay.
Martha: [Realizing; ecstatic] Oh, thank you! Thank you!
[They hug]
The Doctor: Well, you were never really 'just' a passenger, were you?
Martha: [over the intercom] Doctor?
The Doctor: What is it now!?
Martha: Who had the most number ones, Elvis or the Beatles? That's pre-downloads.
The Doctor: Elvis. No! The Beatles. No! Wait, um...um... awww, that remix... um... I don't know, I am a bit busy.
Martha: Fine, I'll ask someone else.
The Doctor: Now where was I?... Here comes the sun... No, resources.
Riley: The wonderful world of space travel... The prettier it looks, the more likely it is to kill you.
The Doctor: [a recording] Martha, before I change, here's a list of instructions for when I'm human. One, don't let me hurt anyone. We can't have that, but you know what humans are like. Two, don't worry about the TARDIS. I'll put it on emergency power so they can't detect it, just let it hide away. Four, no, wait a minute, three, no getting involved in big historical events. Four, you. Don't let me abandon you. And five-- [Martha fast-forwards the recording]
Martha: But there was a meteor, a shooting star, what am I supposed to do then?
The Doctor: [the recording] And twenty-three, if anything goes wrong, if they find us, Martha, then you know what to do. Open the watch. Everything I am is kept safe in there.
Cathy: Why did you come here anyway?
Sally: I love old things. They make me feel sad.
Cathy: What's good about sad?
Sally: It's happy for deep people.
The Doctor: [to Sally, when she tries to remind him who she is] Sorry, I've got a complex life. Things sometimes don't happen to me in the right order. Especially weddings. I'm rubbish at weddings. Especially my own. Captain Jack: So there I was, stranded in the year two–hundred–one–hundred, ankle-deep in Dalek dust, he goes off without me. But I had this [taps his wrist strap] I used to be a Time Agent, it’s called a Vortex Manipulator. He’s not the only one who can time travel– The Doctor: Excuse me, that’s not time travel. It’s like, I’ve got a sports car, you’ve got a Space Hopper. Martha: Oh ho ho! Boys and their toys. Captain Jack: All right, so I bounced. I thought, twenty–first century, that’s the best place to find the Doctor. Except I got it a little bit wrong, arrived in 1869, and this thing burnt out, so it was useless- The Doctor: Told you! Captain Jack: Then I had to live through the entire twentieth century, waiting to find the version of you that would coincide with me. Martha: But that makes you more than a hundred years old. Captain Jack: And looking good, don’t you think? So, I went to the Time Rift, 'cause I knew you’d come back to refuel, until finally, I get a signal on this thing [he indicates his rucksack] detecting you... and here we are!
Martha: But the thing is, why'd you leave him behind, Doctor?
The Doctor: [dismissively] I was busy.
Martha: Is that what happens though, seriously? You just get bored of us one day and disappear?
Captain Jack: Not if you're blonde.
Martha: [sarcastically] Oh, she was blonde! Oh, what a surprise!
The Doctor: [spinning around, irritated] You two, we're at the end of the universe. Okay?! Right at the edge of knowledge itself! And you're busy . . . blogging!!
[speaking on human evolution and the refugees]
The Doctor: Oh, might have spent a million years evolving into clouds of gas ... and another million as downloads, but you always revert to the same basic shape: the fundamental human. End of the universe and here you are. Indomitable, that's the word! Indomitable! Ha!
Martha: [pulling a jar out of Captain Jack's bag] Oh my God! You've got a hand! A hand in a jar! A hand, in a jar, in your bag! The Doctor: Bu-tha-tha-that's my hand! Captain Jack: I said I had a Doctor Detector. Chantho: Chan, is this a tradition amongst your people, tho? Martha: Not on my street! What do you mean that's your hand? You've got both your hands! I can see them! The Doctor: Long story. I lost my hand, Christmas Day, in a sword fight. [Flashback to The Christmas Invasion when the Sycorax Leader chops off the Doctor's hand] Martha: (Sacrastically) What, and you... grew another hand? The Doctor: Um, yeah, I did, yeah. [Martha stares. The Doctor holds up his hand (the one attached to his wrist) and waves it] Hello!
Martha: Do you mind if I ask, do you have to start every sentence with chan? Chantho: Chan, yes, tho. Martha: And end every sentence with... Chantho: Chan, tho, tho. Martha: What would happen if you didn't? Chantho: Chan, that would be rude, tho! Martha: What, like swearing? Chantho: Chan, indeed, tho. Martha: Go on, just once. Chantho: Chan, I can't, tho! Martha: Oh, do it for me. Chantho: No! [Bursts out giggling]
[Captian Jack has just died of electrocution. Martha is attempting to give him mouth to mouth] The Doctor: Martha, leave him. Martha: [being pulled up] You've got to let me try... The Doctor: Come on, come on. Just listen to me, now leave him alone. [To Professor Yana] It strikes me, Professor, that you've
got a room that no one can enter without dying. Is that correct? Professor Yana: Yes. The Doctor: Well... [Captain Jack suddenly comes back to life with a gasp] The Doctor: ...I think I've got just the man. Captain Jack: [Lying on the floor] Was someone kissing me?
The Doctor: [to Captain Jack] Do you want to die? Captain Jack: [trying to fix the coupling] Ooh, this one's a little stuck. The Doctor: Jack. Captain Jack: I thought I did, but I don't know. But this lot. You see them out here surviving. And that's fantastic. The Doctor: You might be out there somewhere. Captain Jack: Gotta go meet myself. The Doctor: Well.. the only man you're ever gonna be happy with. Captain Jack: [laughs] This new regeneration.. Kinda cheeky.
Martha: [talking about the fact there may be another Time Lord] But that's brilliant, isn't it? The Doctor: [fiddling with buttons] It is, of course it is, but depends which one. Brilliant, fantastic, yeah. But they died, the Time Lords, all of them, they died! Captain Jack: Not if he was human... The Doctor: [suddenly turning to Martha, intense] What did he say, Martha? What did he say?! Martha: [taken aback] He looked at the watch like he could hardly see it, like that perception filter thing... The Doctor: And what about now? Can he see it now?
Martha: Think what the Face of Boe said -- his dying words. He said... [The rocket launches. Concurrently, Yana opens the watch] [The Doctor has a look of horror on his face] Face of Boe: You. [screen shows "Y"] Are. ["A"] Not. ["N"] Alone. ["A"] [As the screen blinks the name "YANA", in flashback the Face of Boe dies]
Voice from inside the fob watch: The drums, the drums, the drums, the never-ending drumbeat. Open me, you human fool. Open the light and summon me and receive my majesty!
Professor Yana: Did you never think, all those years standing beside me, to ask about that watch? Never? Did you never once think — not ever — that you could set me free?! Chantho: Chan-I'm sorry-tho! Chan-I'm so sorry... Professor Yana: You, with your chan and your tho driving me insane! Chantho: Chan-Professor, please-- Professor Yana: THAT IS NOT MY NAME! "The Professor" was an invention. So perfect a disguise, that I forgot who I am. Chantho: Chan-Then who are you-tho? The Master: [whispered] I... am... The Master. [He kills her]
[The Master has locked The Doctor out of the TARDIS] The Doctor: I'm begging you, everything's changed! It's only the two of us, we're the only ones left! Just let me in! The Master: [To himself] Killed by an insect. A girl. How inappropriate. Still! If the Doctor can be young, and strong, then so can I. The Master... reborn! [The Master regenerates]
The Master: [freshly-regenerated and brimming with energy] Now then, Doctor! Ooh, new voice! [low voice] Hello, [high voice] hello, [low voice] hello. [Normal] Anyway. Why don't we stop and have a nice little chat while I tell you all my plans and you can work out a way to stop me, I don't think! [The Doctor looks horrified] Martha: Hold on, I know that voice! The Doctor: I'm asking you really, properly, just stop! Just think! The Master: Use my name. The Doctor: Master... [quietly] I'm sorry. The Master: Tough! [The Master attempts to dematerialise the TARDIS; the Doctor uses the sonic screwdriver to stop him] The Master: Oh no you don't! [The Master overrides the Doctor's efforts] The Master: End of the universe! Have fun! Bye bye! [The TARDIS dematerialises leaving The Doctor, Jack, and Martha trapped on their own with the Futurekind closing in...]
The Doctor: [horrified] That's him... he's Prime Minister. The Master is Prime Minister of Great Britain. [On TV, "Saxon" kisses a woman] The Doctor: [shocked] The Master and his wife!
[Saxon on TV stands before the press] Saxon:This country has been sick. This country needs healing. This country needs medicine. And, in fact, I would go as far as to say, what this country really needs, right now...is a Doctor. [Saxon stares into the camera and smirks]
Mr Saxon/The Master: [reverently] Doctor. The Doctor: Master. The Master: I like it when you use my name. The Doctor: You chose it. Psychiatrist's field day. The Master: As you chose yours. The man who makes people better; how sanctimonious is that?
The Doctor
: So... Prime Minister, then. The Master: [like an old school friend.] I know! It's good, isn't it? The Doctor: Who are those creatures? 'Cause there's no such thing as the Toclafane. That's just a made up name, like the Bogeyman. The Master: Do you remember all those fairy tales about the Toclafane when we were kids? Back home... Where is it, Doctor? The Doctor: Gone. The Master: [incredulous] ... How can Gallifrey be gone? The Doctor: [darkly] It burnt. The Master: And the Time Lords? The Doctor: Dead. [beat.] And the Daleks, more or less. What happened to you? The Master: The Time Lords only resurrected me because they knew I'd be the perfect warrior for a Time War. I was there when the Dalek Emperor took control of the Cruciform. I saw it. I ran. I ran so far. Made myself human so they would never find me, because I was so scared. The Doctor: I know.
The Master: And so it came to pass that the human race fell, and the Earth was no more. And I looked down upon my new dominion. As Master of all. And I thought it... good.
The Master : [via voiceover to the Earth] Citizens of Earth, rejoice. Your Lord and Master stands on high... playing track 3! ["I Can't Decide" by the Scissor Sisters plays as the Master begins his daily ritual. He makes a special point to aim the lyrics towards the Doctor] The Master: It's ready to rise, Doctor. The new Time Lord empire, it's good isn't it? Isn't it good? Anything? [The Doctor stares blankly at the Toclafane] The Master: No? Anything? Oh, but they broke your hearts, didn't they? Those Toclafane... Ever since you worked out what they really are. They say Martha Jones has come back home, now why would she do that? The Doctor: [Quietly] Leave her alone. The Master: But you said something to her, didn't you? On the day I took control.. What did you tell her? The Doctor: I have one thing to say to you... You know what it is... The Master: [hurriedly] Oh, no you don't!
Martha: I travelled across the world. From the ruins of New York, to the fusion mills of China, right across the radiation pits of Europe. And everywhere I went I saw people just like you, living as slaves! But if Martha Jones became a legend then that's wrong, because my name isn't important. There's someone else. The man who sent me out there, the man who told me to walk the Earth. And his name is The Doctor. He has saved your lives so many times and you never even knew he was there. He never stops. He never stays. He never asks to be thanked. But I've seen him, I know him... I love him... And I know what he can do.
While the TARDIS is out of control] The Doctor: I don't know where we're going but my old hand's very excited about it! Donna: I thought that was some bloody alien thing! You're telling me it's yours?! The Doctor:Well... Martha: It got cut off. He grew a new one! Donna: You are completely impossible! The Doctor: Not impossible...just a bit unlikely.
Martha: [About Jenny] Where did she come from? The Doctor: From me. Donna: From you? How? The Doctor: Well.... She's my daughter.
Jenny: Hello Dad.
Donna: Generated anomoly...Generated anomoly... Well how about that? Jenny!
Jenny: Yeah I like that, Jenny
Donna: What do you think, Dad?
The Doctor: [dissmisively] As good as anything I suppose. Donna: [Watching Jenny seduce a guard. To the Doctor] I'd like to see you try that.
Donna
: [about the Doctor] He saves planets, rescues civilizations, defeats terrible creatures ... and runs a lot. Seriously, there is an outrageous amount of running involved.
Jenny: What's a Time Lord? The Doctor: It's who I am, it's where I'm from. Jenny: And I'm from you. The Doctor: [Dismissively] You're an echo, that's all. A Time Lord is so much more. A sum of knowledge, a code, a shared history, a shared suffering. Only it's gone now, all of it. Gone forever. Jenny: What happened? The Doctor: There was a war. Jenny: Like this one. The Doctor: [grim smile] Bigger, much bigger. Jenny: And you fought, and killed. The Doctor: [reluctantly] Yes. Jenny: Then how are we different?
[Jenny is flipping through a laser filled corridor in order to reach The Doctor and Donna]: Donna: No way! That's impossible! The Doctor: Not impossible, just a bit unlikely! [Jenny reaches them, she and The Doctor hug]: The Doctor: Brilliant! You were brilliant, brilliant!
Donna
: I'll tell you something, Doctor, something I've never told you before... I think you're wrong.
[Gunfire bursts erupt behind the Doctor, Donna and Jenny]
Jenny: They've blasted through the beams! Time to run again; love the running, yeah? The Doctor: Love the running!
The Doctor:
Well, you need to get yourself a better dictionary. When you do, look up "genocide". You'll find a little picture of me there, and the caption'll read "Over my dead body".
Donna: [to The Doctor] You talk all the time but you never say anything.
Jenny:
That was close. Doctor: No fun otherwise.
Donna: I worked as a temp at Houndslow library for two months and I mastered the Dewey Decimal system in three days. I'm good with numbers.
[As Cline and a Hath stand over her body, Jenny reanimates, coming back to life but not undergoing a change in appearance.]: Jenny: Hello boys.
[Post-reanimation, Jenny steals a shuttle and fires up the engines.]
: Cline: Jenny, what you doing? Come back. Jenny: Sorry, can't stop. What are you gonna do, tell my Dad? Cline: But where are you going? Jenny: Oh, I've got the whole universe. Planets to save, civilisations to rescue, creatures to defeat... and an awful lot of running to do!
Donna: You can tell which year it is just by smelling? The Doctor: Oh yeah. Donna: Or maybe that big vintage car coming up the drive gave it away.
Donna: Never mind Planet Zog. A party in the 1920s! That's more like it!. The Doctor: Trouble is, we haven't been invited. [beat] Or, I forgot, yes, we have! [pulls out psychic paper]
Agatha Christie: [Introducing herself] Agatha Christie. Donna: What about her? Agatha Christie: That's me. Donna: [Shocked] No!
The Doctor: (to Agatha Christie) Oh! I love your stuff; what a mind! You fool me every time- well, almost every time-- WELL... Once or twice-- Well... once, but it was a good once!
[A young man flirts quietly with his male footman.]
Donna: Typical. All the decent men are on the other bus.
Doctor: Or Timelords.
The Doctor: Chief Inspector Smith from Scotland Yard, known as the Doctor. Miss Noble is the plucky young girl that helps me out. [Donna raises eyebrows at him]: Lady Clemency Eddison: I say!
Donna: I'll pluck you in a minute.
Donna: I mean, Professor Peach in the library with the lead pipe?!
Donna: It's a murder, a mystery and Agatha Christie! The Doctor: So? Happens to me all the time Donna: I know but isn't that a bit weird? Agatha Christie didn't walk around surrounded by murders, not really. That's like meeting Dickens surrounded by ghosts at Christmas! Doctor: Well... Donna: Oh come on! It's not like we could drive across country and find Enid Blyton having tea with Noddy! Could we? Noddy's not real-is he? Tell me there's no Noddy! The Doctor: There's no Noddy.
The Doctor: [To Donna] You'll need this [gives her a large magnifying glass] Donna: Are you for real? The Doctor: Go on, you're ever so plucky.
Donna: There's a giant wasp in there! Doctor: What do you mean a giant wasp? Donna: I mean a WASP that's GIANT! Agatha: It's only a silly little insect. Donna: When I say giant, I don't mean big. I mean FLIPPIN' ENORMOUS!
Donna: That makes a change - there's a monster and we're chasing it.
[Later]
Donna: Now it's chasing us.
[The Doctor has been poisoned with cyanide] Agatha Christie: There's no cure, it's fatal! The Doctor: Not for me, I can stimulate the inhibited enzymes into reversal. Protein! I need protein! Donna: Walnuts! The Doctor: Brilliant...! [With his mouth full, The Doctor resorts to charades to mime the food he needs] Donna: I can't understand you... How many words? One! One word! Shake... milk-shake... milk?! No, not milk. Shake, shake, shake?! Cocktail shaker! What do you want, a Harvey Wallbanger? The Doctor: HARVEY WALLBANGER?! Donna: Well, I don't know! The Doctor: How is "Harvey Wallbanger" one word?! Agatha Christie: Doctor, What do you need? The Doctor: Salt! I was miming salt, I need salt, I need something salty! [Donna grabs a brown bag]: Donna: What about this? The Doctor: What is it?! Donna: Salt! The Doctor: Oh, that's too salty! Donna: [sarcastically] Oh, that's too salty! Agatha Christie: What about this? The Doctor: Mmm [eats] Donna: What's that? Agatha Christie: Anchovies Donna: What is it? What else? [the Doctor mimes open palms, with arms outstretched] Donna: It's a song - Mammy!? I don't know, Camptown Races? The Doctor: CAMPTOWN RACES?! Donna: All right then, Towering Inferno? The Doctor: It's a shock, a shock, I need a shock! Donna: All right then, big shock coming up... [kisses him on the lips] [The Doctor exhales the toxins] The Doctor: Ahh, detox. Oh, I must do that more often [beat] I mean, the detox... Agatha Christie: Doctor you are impossible! The Doctor: [winks and clicks his teeth]
[The Vespiform has just drowned] Agatha: Death comes as the end, and justice is served... Doctor: Murder at the Vicar's Rage... [Donna rolls her eyes. Beat] Needs a bit of work.
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