Mickey: Who is he? Where's the Doctor?
Rose: That's him. Right in front of you. That's the Doctor.
Jackie: What'dya mean that's The Doctor? Doctor who?

Jackie: I'm gonna get killed by a Christmas tree!

Harriet Jones: I don't suppose we've had a code nine? No sign of The Doctor?
Major Blake: Nothing yet. You've met him haven't you? All the stuff of legend.
Harriet: He is that.

Harriet: I have one request. Doctor, if you're out there, we need you. I don't know what to do. If you can hear me, Doctor, if anyone knows the Doctor, if anyone can find the Doctor, the situation has never been more desperate. Help us. Please Doctor. Help us.

Donna: Tell me where I am. I demand you tell me, right now, where am I?
The Doctor: Inside the TARDIS.
Donna: What?
The Doctor: The TARDIS.
Donna: What?
The Doctor: The TARDIS!
Donna: The what?
The Doctor: It's called the TARDIS!
Donna: That's not even a proper word. You're just saying things.

Donna: No stupid martian is going to stop me from getting married!
The Doctor: I'm not... I'm not... I'm not from Mars.

The Doctor: With this ring, I thee bio-damp.
Donna: For better or for worse.

The Doctor: Titanic. Who thought of the name?
Heavenly Host: Information: It was chosen as the most famous vessel of the planet Earth.
The Doctor: Did they tell you why it was famous?

Astrid Peth (Kylie Minogue): So you travel alone?
The Doctor: All the time. Just for fun. Well. That's the plan. Never quite works.

The Doctor: Hello there. Obvious question. But, where's everybody gone?
Newspaper Seller (Bernard Cribbins): Oooh! Scared.
The Doctor: Right. Yes. Scared of what?
Newspaper Seller: Where've you been living? London. At Christmas. Not safe, is it.

The Doctor: First things first. One. We are going to climb through this ship. B. (No.) Two. We are going to reach the bridge. Three. Or C. We are going to save the Titanic. And, coming in a very low four. Or D. Or that little iv in brackets they use in footnotes. Why? Right then, follow me.

Slade: Hang on a minute! Who out you in charge? And who the hell are you anyway?
The Doctor: I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I'm nine hundred and three years old. And I'm the man that's going to save your lives and all six billion people on the planet below. You got a problem with that?
Slade: No.
The Doctor: In that case, allons-y!

The Doctor: You there, boy. What day is this?
Boy: Christmas Eve, sir.
The Doctor: In what year?
Boy: You thick or something?
The Doctor: Oy. Just answer the question.
Boy: Year of Our Lord, 1851, sir.
The Doctor: Right. Nice year. Bit dull.

Rosita: Who're you?
The Doctor: The Doctor.
Rosita: Doctor Who?
The Doctor: Just The Doctor.
Rosita: Well there can't be two of ya! another man comes running up. Where the hell have you been?
The "New" Doctor: I've got it! Don't worry! Stand back! What have we got here then?
The Doctor: Hold on. And who are you?
The "New" Doctor: I'm The Doctor! Simply The Doctor! The one, the only and the best. Rosita, get me the sonic screwdriver.
The Doctor: The what?
The "New" Doctor: Now quickly, get back to the TARDIS.
The Doctor: Back to the what?
The "New" Doctor: If you could stand back sir. This is a job for a Time Lord.
The Doctor: Job for a What-Lord? a hairy masked creature pops out.
The Doctor: Oh that's different.
The "New" Doctor: Oh that's new.
Both: Allons-y!

The Doctor: I'm not letting you out of my sight, Doctor. Don't you recognize me?
The "New" Doctor: No. Should I? Have we met? This is hardly the right time for me to go through my social calendar!

The Doctor: You really don't recognize me.
The "New" Doctor: Not at all.
The Doctor: But you're The Doctor. The Next Doctor. Well The Next But-Awhile-In-the-Future Doctor anyway. No no. Don't tell me how it happens. Although I hope I don't just trip over a brick. That'd be embarrassing. Then again, painless. Well there are worse ways to go. Depends on the brick.

Kazran Sardick: On every world, wherever people are, in the deepest part of the winter, at the exact mid-point, everybody stops and turns and hugs. As if to say, "Well done. Well done, everyone! We're halfway out of the dark." Back on Earth we call this Christmas. Or the Winter Solstice. On this world, the first settlers called it The Crystal Feast. You know what I call it? I call it expecting something for nothing!

Aide: Sorry, sir. The president says there's a galaxy-class ship trapped in the cloud layer and, well, we have to let it land.
Sardick: Or?
Aide: Well, or it'll crash sir.
Sardick: Oh. Well that's a kind of landing isn't it?
Aide: It's from Earth, sir. Registering over 4000 life forms on board.
Sardick: Not if we wait a bit.

The Doctor: Ah. Yes. Blimey. Sorry! Christmas Eve on a rooftop. Saw a chimney, my whole brain just went "What the hell!"

Sardick: The skies of this entire world are mine. My family tamed them and now I own them.
The Doctor: Tamed the sky. What does that mean?
Sardick: It means I'm Kazran Sardick. How could you possibly not know who I am?
The Doctor: Well. Just easily bored, I suppose.

The Doctor: There are 4003 people I won't allow to die tonight. Do you know where that puts you?
Sardick: Where?
The Doctor: 4004.
Sardick: Was that a sort of threaty thing?
The Doctor: Whatever happens tonight, remember: you brought it on yourself.

Amy: Have you got a plan yet?
The Doctor: Yes I do.
Amy: Are you lying?
The Doctor: Yes I am.

Sardick: Who are you?
The Doctor: Tonight I'm the Ghost of Christmas Past.