Doctor: So, that's the trap. Or the test or the final judgment, I don't know. But if I kill you, I kill her. Except that implies, in this big grand scheme of Gods and Devils, that she's just a victim. But I've seen a lot of this universe. 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.
Doctor: Pfft... I'd have to settle down. In a house or something, a proper house with... With... With... With doors and things. Carpets! Me! Living in a house! Now that... That is terrifying.
Rose: You'd have to get a mortgage.
Rose: Oh yes.
Doctor: I am dying. That's it. I am dying, it is all over.
Elton: But what I wanted to say is... You know, 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. Ah. But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It's so much darker. And so much madder...And so much better.
Sarah-Jane: I had no problem with space stuff. I saw things you wouldn't believe.
Rose: Try me.
Rose: I've met ghosts.
Sarah-Jane: Robots. Lots of robots.
Rose: Slitheen. In Downing Street.
Rose: Met the Emperor.
Sarah-Jane: Anti-Matter monsters.
Rose: Gas masked zombies.
Sarah-Jane: Real living dinosaurs!
Rose: Real living werewolf!
Sarah-Jane: The Loch Ness Monster!
[Mickey has his finger on a button on the console.]
The Doctor: Um... What're you doing that for?
Mickey: 'Cause you told me to.
The Doctor: When was that?
Mickey: About half an hour ago.
The Doctor: Um. You can let go now.
Mickey: Well, how long's it been since I could've stopped?
The Doctor: Ten minutes? Twenty? ... Twenty-nine?
Mickey: You just forgot me!
The Doctor: No, no, no! I was just...I was just...I was calibrating. I was just...no, I know exactly what I'm doing.
Rose: Will it... That thing... Is it trapped for good? On video?
Doctor: Hope so. Just to be on the safe side though, I'll use my unrivaled knowledge of trans temporal extirpation methods to neutralise the residual electronic pattern.
Rose: You what?
Doctor: I'm going to tape over it.
Doctor: Fear. Loneliness. They're the big ones, Rose. Some of the most terrible acts ever committed have been inspired by them. We're not dealing with something that wants to conquer or destroy. There's a lot of things you need to get across this universe. Warp drive... Wormhole refractors...You know the thing you need most of all? You need a hand to hold.
Doctor: See, there's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I - I just don't know. I literally do not know who I am. It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed? Left-handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I've certainly got a gob.
Doctor: These human beings. Consider their potential. From the day they arrive on the planet and blinking step into the sun. There is more to see than can ever be seen. More to do than - no, hold on...Sorry, that's 'The Lion King'. But the point still stands. Leave them alone!
The Face of Boe: I have grown tired with the universe, Doctor, but you have taught me to look at it anew.
Doctor: There are legends you know, saying that you're millions of years old.
The Face of Boe: There are? That would be impossible.
Doctor: Wouldn't it just? I got the impression... There was something you wanted to tell me...
The Face of Boe: A great secret.
Doctor: So the legend says.
The Face of Boe: It can wait.
Doctor: Oh, does it have to?
The Face of Boe: We shall meet again, Doctor, for the third time... For the last time... And the truth shall be told. Until that day...
[He teleports himself away.]
Doctor: That is enigmatic. That...that is...that is textbook enigmatic.
Doctor: [in a Scottish accent.] Oh, I'm - I'm dazed and confused. I've been chasing this... This wee naked child over hill and over dale. In't that right, ya... Timorous beastie?
Rose: [in a bad Scottish accent.] Ooch, aye! I've been oot and aboot.
Doctor: No, don't do that.
Rose: Hoots mon!
Doctor: No, really don't. Really.
Queen Victoria: I rewarded you Sir Doctor. And now you are exiled from this empire, never to return. I don't know what you are, the two of you, or where you're from, but I know that you consort with stars - and magic - and think it fun. But your world is steeped in terror and blasphemy and death and I will not allow it. You will leave this shores and you will reflect, I hope, on how you managed to stray so far from all that is good. And how much longer you may survive this... Terrible life. Now leave my world and never return.
Lumic: What is your name?
Doctor: I'm the Doctor.
Lumic: A redundant title. Doctors need not exist. Cybermen never sicken.
Doctor: Yeah, but that's it! That's exactly the point! Oh, Lumic, you're a clever man...I'd call you a genius, except I'm in the room. But everything you've invented, you did to fight your sickness. And that's brilliant. That is so human. But once you get rid of sickness and mortality, then what's there to strive for? Eh? The Cybermen won't advance. You'll just stop! You'll stay like this forever. A metal Earth with metal men and metal thoughts. Lacking the one thing that makes this planet so alive. People. Ordinary, stupid, brilliant people.
Doctor: So, when it comes right down to it, why did you come here? Why did you do that? Why? I'll tell you why. Because it was there. Brilliant. Excuse me, ah, Zach, wasn't it?
Zach: That's me.
Doctor: Just stand there, 'cause I'm gonna hug you. Is that all right?
Zach: I s'pose so.
Doctor: Here we go. Coming in.
[He hugs Zach.]
Doctor: Ahh, human beings, you are amazing! Ha!
[He releases Zach.]
Doctor: Thank you.
Zach: Not at all.
Doctor: But apart from that, you're completely mad. You should pack your bags and get back in that ship and fly for your lives.
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