The Time Lords are an immensely civilised race. We can control our own environment – we can live forever, barring accidents, and we have the secret of space/time travel. You may be a doctor. But I’m the Doctor. The definite article, you might say. Excuse me, do you mind not farting while I’m saving the world? Well Kangs, I must say, there’s no place like home… and this is no place like home. I’d call you a genius, except I’m in the room. Jamie, remind me to give you a lesson in tying knots, sometime.
Then, all things considered…it’s time I grew up. That’s the trouble with regeneration. You quite never know what you’re going to get. Courage isn’t a matter of not being frightened, it’s being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway.
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. Allow me to congratulate you, sir. You have the most totally closed mind that I’ve ever encountered. The past is another country. 1987’s just the Isle of Wight. You may disguise your features but you can never disguise your intent. New-new-Doctor. There’s always something to look at if you open your eyes! Oh, my giddy aunt! Do try and keep out of my way in future and in past, there’s a good fellow. The time continuum should be big enough for the both of us.
Nine hundred years of time and space, and I’ve never been slapped by someone’s mother. Well, you’re very similar heights. Maybe you should wear labels. Oh, I always rip out the last page of a book. Then it doesn’t have to end. I hate endings! The best thing about a machine that makes sense is you can very easily make it turn out nonsense. We all have a universe of our own terrors to face. No. That is not the question. That is not where we start. It may be irrational of me, but human beings are my favorite species.
Nice to meet you, Rose. Sorry, I’m going to have to relieve you of your pet. Shut up, I was talking to the horse. The Time Lords are an immensely civilised race. We can control our own environment – we can live forever, barring accidents, and we have the secret of space/time travel. Courage isn’t a matter of not being frightened, it’s being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway. Jamie, remind me to give you a lesson in tying knots, sometime. That’s the trouble with regeneration. You quite never know what you’re going to get.
Good grief…. It’s a Stegosaurus! Renewed? Have I? That’s it, I’ve been renewed. It’s part of the TARDIS. Without it I couldn’t survive. Doctor no more. Oh, my giddy aunt! New-new-Doctor. You look beautiful! …considering. That you’re human. I don’t know. But I’d probably blame the English. Eh? Doctor who? What’s he talking about…? Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about? Your wish is my command. But be careful what you wish for. Why is there never a big red button? Your species has the most amazing capacity for self-deception, matched only by its ingenuity when trying to destroy itself.
Butterfingers. Shall we ask for a better quality of door so we can escape? Be a pal and tell me, Am I a good man? As we learn about each other, so we learn about ourselves. I’m a Doctor… though probably not the one that you were expecting Big scarf, bow tie, big embarrassing. Let’s go in! You may disguise your features but you can never disguise your intent. My dear Miss Shaw, I never report myself anywhere, particularly not forthwith. I can’t stand burnt toast. I loathe bus stations. Terrible places. Full of lost luggage and lost souls.
Courage isn’t a matter of not being frightened, it’s being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway. Good grief…. It’s a Stegosaurus! Our lives are different from anybody else’s. That’s the exciting thing. Nobody in the universe can do what we’re doing. 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. The best thing about a machine that makes sense is you can very easily make it turn out nonsense.
Overconfidence, this, and a small screwdriver. I’m absolutely sorted. Yes? What is it? What do you want? There’s something that doesn’t make sense. Let’s go and poke it with a stick. 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’. You know Jo, I sometimes think that military intelligence is a contradiction in terms. Have a jelly baby. New-new-Doctor. The thing is, Adam, time travel is like visiting Paris. You can’t just read the guidebook, you’ve got to throw yourself in! Eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers! Or is that just me?
People spend all their time making nice things and then other people come along and break them! One day, I shall come back. Yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties. Just go forward in all your beliefs and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine. Goodbye Susan. Goodbye my dear. Think about me when you’re living your life one day after another, all in a neat pattern. Think about the homeless traveller and his old police box, with his days like crazy paving.