Martha Jones: That wasn't very clever running around outside, was it?
The Doctor: Sorry?
Martha: On Chancellor Street this morning. You came up to me and took your tie off.
The Doctor: Really? What'd I do that for?
Martha: I don't know, you just did.

Julia Swales: Martha, it's night. It was lunchtime.
Martha: It's not night.
Julia Swales: It's got to be. It's dark.
Martha: We're on the Moon.

Martha: It's real. It's really real. Hold on— {She goes to open the window}
Swales: Don't! We'll lose all the air.
Martha: But they're not exactly airtight. If the air was gonna get sucked out it would have happened straight away, but it didn't. So how come?
The Doctor: Very good point. Brilliant, in fact. What's your name?
Martha: Martha.
The Doctor: And it was Jones, wasn't it? Well then Martha Jones, the question is how are we still breathing.
Swales: We can't be!
The Doctor: Well obviously we are, so don't waste my time. Martha what have we got, is there a balcony on this floor or a veranda, or—
Martha: By the patient's lounge, yeah.
The Doctor: Fancy going out?
Martha: Okay.
The Doctor: We might die.
Martha: We might not.
The Doctor: Good. Come on.

Martha: I promise you, Mr. Smith. We will find a way out. If we can travel to the moon then we can travel back. There's got to be a way.
The Doctor: It's not Smith. That's not my real name.
Martha: Who are you then?
The Doctor: I'm the Doctor.
Martha: Me too, if I ever pass my tests. What is it then, Dr. Smith?
The Doctor: Just the Doctor.
Martha: How d'you mean, just the Doctor?
The Doctor: Just. The Doctor.
Martha: What, people call you the Doctor?
The Doctor: Yeah.
Martha: Well I'm not. As far as I'm concerned you've gotta earn that title.
The Doctor: Well I better have a start then.

Martha: If they're police, are we under arrest? Are we trespassing on the moon or something?
The Doctor: No. But I like that! Good thinking. No, I wish it were that simple. They're making a catalog, that means they're after something non-human which is very bad news for me.
Martha: Why? {he looks at her.} Oh, you are kidding me. Don't be ridiculous. Stop looking at me like that.

Martha: What's that thing?
The Doctor: Sonic screwdriver.
Martha: Well if you're not going to answer me properly.
The Doctor: No really, it is. It's a screwdriver and it's sonic. Look.
Martha: What else have you got, laser spanner?
The Doctor: I did, but it was stolen by Emily Parkhurst. Cheeky woman.

Judoon: You will need this.
Martha: What's that for?
Judoon: Compensation.

The Doctor: I just thought, since you saved my life and I've got a brand new sonic screwdriver which needs road testing, you might fancy a trip.
Martha: What, into space?
The Doctor: Well.
Martha: But I can't. I've got exams. I've got things to do. I've got to go into town first thing and pay the rent. I've got my family going mad—
The Doctor: If it helps, I can travel in time as well.
Martha: Get out of here.
The Doctor: I can.
Martha: Come on now. That is going too far.
The Doctor: I'll prove it. {he leaves and returns holding his tie} Told ya.
Martha: No, but— that was this morning. But, did you? Oh my god you can travel in time. But hold on, if you could see me this morning why didn't you tell me not to go into work?
The Doctor: Crossing into established events is strictly forbidden. Except for cheap tricks.

The Doctor: Just one trip. To say thanks! You get one trip then back home. I'd rather be on my own.

Martha: You step on a butterfly, you change the human race.
The Doctor: Then don't step on any butterflies. What do you have against butterflies?

The Doctor: Go home, you can tell everyone you've seen Shakespeare.
Martha brightly: Then I could get sectioned.

Martha: And those are men dressed as women, yeah?
The Doctor: London never changes.

Martha: Woah, nelly! I know for a fact you have wife in country.
Shakespeare: But Martha, this is town.
The Doctor: C'mon, we can have a good flirt later.
Shakespeare: That a promise, Doctor?
The Doctor: Oh... Fifty-seven academics just punched the air.

Martha: Let us out! Let us out!
The Doctor: That's not going to work. The whole building's shouting that.

Martha: What did you do?
The Doctor: I named her. The power of a name. That's old magick.
Martha: But there's no such thing as magic.
The Doctor: Well,... there's a science to it...

The Doctor: How about a different planet?
Martha: Can we go to yours?

Martha: You're taking me to the same planets you took her?
The Doctor: What's wrong with that?
Martha: Nothing. Just a bit of a rebound.

Martha: Are they selling drugs?
The Doctor: I think they're selling moods.
Martha: Same difference.

Cheen (Lenora Crichlow): All waste products are recycled as food.
Martha: Okay. stops eating

Cheen (Lenora Crichlow): I never even asked. Where's home?
Martha: It's a long way away. I didn't even think. I just followed the Doctor.

Martha: You've got your faith. You've got your songs and your hymns. And I've got the Doctor.

Martha: Who is it?
The Doctor: I don't even know. Legend says the Face is literally millions of years.
The Face of Boe: Everything has its time. You know that, old friend. Better than most.

The Doctor: All closed down.
Martha: Happy?
The Doctor: Happy happy.

Martha: But what did he mean? The Face of Boe? That you're not alone?
The Doctor: I don't know.
Martha: You’ve got me, is that what he meant?
The Doctor: I don't think so. Sorry.
Martha: Then what?
The Doctor: It doesn't matter.

The Doctor: 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?
The Doctor: There was a war—a time war. The last great Time War. My race fought a race called the Daleks. For the sake of all creation. And they lost. They lost. Everyone lost. They're all gone now. My family. My friends. Even that sky. Oh, you should have seen it, that old planet. The second sun would rise in the south and the mountain would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver. and they'd light the sky every morning like it was on fire.

Tallulah: You've got that guy in a suit...
Martha: We're not together.
Tallulah: Oh sure you are. I've seen the way you look at him. It's obvious.
Martha: Not to him.
Tallulah: I should have realized, he's into musical theatre. What a waste. Still you gotta live in hope.

Tallulah: So tell me, where'd you and him first hook up?
Martha: It was in the hospital. Sort of.

Martha: Doctor!
The Doctor: First floor perfumerie.
Tallulah to Lazlo: I never thought I'd see you again.
Lazlo: No stopping me.
Martha: We worked it out—there's Dalekanium on the mast. And it's good to see you too, by the way.
The Doctor: Oh, come here! hugs Martha as the elevator closes. See? Never waste time on a hug.

Tallulah: What the hell are you two clowns doing?
Martha: Even if the Doctor stops Dalekanium this place is still gonna get hit. Great big bolt of lightning, electricity all down the building. Connect this to the lift and they get zapped.
Tallulah: Oh my god, that could work!
Frank: Then give us a hand.

The Doctor: One trip, you said.
Martha: I suppose things just kind of escalated.
The Doctor: Seems to happen to me a lot.
Martha: Thank you. For everything.
The Doctor: It was my pleasure. leaves and then... No, I'm sorry. Did he say he was going to change what it means to be human?

The Doctor: I hate this suit. Something bad always seems to happen when I wear it.
Martha: It's not the outfit, it's just you.

Oo. He's out of his depth.
The Doctor: Now. Well this building looks like his laboratory. Now we do tests.
Martha: Lucky I've just collected a DNA sample, isn't it?
The Doctor: Oh Martha. You're a star.

Leticia: You have to spoil everything, don't you....
Martha: Tish, he's a monster.
Leticia: I know the age thing's pretty freaky, but it works for Catherine Zeta-Jones.

Whats the Doctor doing?
Martha: He's trying to buy us time. Let's not waste it.

The Doctor: So whatdy'a say? One more trip?
Martha: No. Sorry.
The Doctor: What do you mean? I thought you liked it.
Martha: It can't just be one more trip.

Martha: I can't just be a passenger anymore.

Martha: What is it?
The Doctor: Well I said okay.
Martha: Sorry?
The Doctor: Okay.
Martha: Oh, thank you! Thank you!
The Doctor: Well you were never really just a passenger were you?

The Doctor: There we go—universal roaming. Never have to worry about signal again.
Martha: No way! This is too mad. You're telling me I can phone anyone, anywhere in space and time on my mobile?
The Doctor: As long as you know the area code.

The Doctor: You're a long way from home, Martha. Half a universe away.
Martha: Yeah. Feels it.

Riley: We only get one chance per door. Get it wrong, the whole system freezes.
Martha: Better not get it wrong then.

The Doctor: Martha, be careful. There may be something else onboard the ship.
Martha: Anytime you want to unnerve me, feel free.
The Doctor: Will do, thanks.

Martha: I can't believe our lives depend on some stupid pub quiz.

Martha to Riley: It was nice... not dying with you.

Martha: It's Monday, November 14th, 1913. And you're completely human. As human as they come.
John Smith: Hm. That's me. Completely human.

Just think of it. In a few years time boys like that'll be running the country.
Martha: 1913. They might not.

Martha: You had to, didn't you. You had to go and fall in love with a human. And it isn't me.

Martha: Don't just stand there, move! God you're rubbish as a human!

John Smith: You're this Doctor's companion. What exactly do you do for him? Why does he need you?
Martha: Because he's lonely.
John Smith: And that's what you want me to become.

Joan: What if it's them?
Martha: I'm not an expert, but I don't think scarecrows knock.

The Doctor: Welcome!
Billy Shipton: Where am I?
The Doctor: 1969. Not bad as it goes. You've got the moon landing to look forward to.
Martha: Oh, the moon landing's brilliant! We went four times. Back when we had transport.
The Doctor: Working on it.

The Doctor: Fascinating race, the weeping angels. The only psychopaths in the Universe to kill you nicely. No mess, no fuss. They just zap you into the past and let you live to death. The rest of your life used up and blown away in the blink of an eye. You die in the past and in the present they consume the energy of all the days you might have had. All your stolen moments. They're creatures of the abstract. They live off of potential energy.
Billy: What in God's name are you talking about?
Martha: Trust me. Just nod when he stops for breath.

Sally Sparrow: Who are you?
The Doctor: I'm a time traveller. Or I was. I'm stuck. In 1969.
Martha: We're stuck! All of space and time he promised me and now I've got a job in a shop, I've gotta support him!
The Doctor: Martha!
Martha: Sorry.

Jack: Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?
Martha: Martha Jones.
Jack: Nice to meet you Martha Jones.
The Doctor: Oh don't start!
Jack: I was only saying hello.
Martha: I don't mind.

Martha: But the thing is, how come you left him behind Doctor?
The Doctor: I was busy.
Martha: Is that what happens though, seriously? You just get bored of us one day and disappear.
Jack: Not if you're blonde.
Martha: Oh she was blonde! Oh, what a surprise.
The Doctor: You two! We're at the end of the Universe. Right at the edge of knowledge itself. And you're busy blogging!

Martha: Oh my god. You've got a hand. A hand in a jar. A hand. In a jar. In your bag.
The Doctor: But that's my hand!
Jack: I said I had a Doctor detector.
Chantho: Chan- Is this a tradition amongst your people -tho?
Martha: Not on my street. What d'you mean that's your hand? Youve got both your hands. I can see them.
The Doctor: Long story. I lost my hand. Christmas Day. I was in a fight.
Martha: What and you.. grew another hand?
The Doctor: Um. Yeah I did, yeah. waves Hello.

Martha: You grew another hand.
The Doctor: waves Hello again!

Martha: I said I knew that voice. When he spoke inside the TARDIS. I've heard that voice hundreds of times. I've seen him. We all have. That was the voice of Harold Saxon.
The Doctor: That's him. He's Prime Minister. The Master is Prime Minister of Britain.

Martha: Dad. Just say "yes" or "no". Is there someone else there?
Clive Jones: YES! Just run! Listen to me: just run!

The Doctor: It still says "the Jones family taken in for questioning." Tell you what though, no mention of Leo.
Martha: He's not as daft as he looks. I'm talking about my brother on the run. How did this happen?

Jack: So Doctor, who is he? How come the ancient society of Time Lords created a psychopath?
Martha: And what is he to you? A colleague or—
The Doctor: A friend, at first.
Martha: I thought you were going to say he was your secret brother or something.
The Doctor: You've been watching too much TV.

Martha: I'm coming back.

Tom Milligan: How long since you were last in Britain?
Martha: 365 days. It's been a long year.

Martha: I've been out there, Tom, in space, before all this happened. And there's a thousand different civilizations all around us with no idea of what's happening here. The Master can build weapons big enough to devastate them all.
Tom: You've been in space?
Martha: Problem with that?
Tom: No, just, wow. Anything else I should know?
Martha: I've met Shakespeare.

Tom: Martha, tell us. What are they?
Martha: They're us. They're humans. The human race from the future.

Martha: Point is, it's not so easy to kill a Time Lord. They can regenerate. Literally bring themselves back to life.
Professor: Ah, the Master's immortal. Wonderful.
Martha: Except for this. Four chemicals slotted into the gun. Inject him, kills a Time Lord permanently.

Tom: Come on, just leave her alone. She's exhausted.
Martha: No, it's okay. They want me to talk. And I will.

Martha: I traveled 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.

The Master: What's so funny?
Martha: The gun.
The Master: What about it?
Martha: The gun in four parts.
The Master: Yes. And I destroyed it.
Martha: The gun in four parts, scattered across the world. I mean c'mon, did you really believe that?

Martha: Don't you wanna know what I was doing, traveling the world?
The Master: Tell me.
Martha: I told a story, that's all. No weapons, just words. I did just what the Doctor said. I went across the continents, all on my own. And everywhere I went I found the people and I told them my story. I told them about the Doctor. And I told them to pass it, to spread the word so that everyone would know about the Doctor.
The Master: Faith and hope. Is that all?
Martha: No. 'Cause I gave them an instruction. Just as the Doctor said. I told them that if everyone thinks of one word, at one specific time—
The Master: Nothing will happen. Is that your weapon? Prayer?
Martha: —right across the world. One word, just one thought, at one moment, but with fifteen satellites.
The Master: What?
Jack: The Archangel Network.
Martha: The telepathic field, binding the whole human race together. With all of them, every single person on Earth, thinking the same thing at the same time. And that word is "Doctor."

The Doctor: Okay.
Martha: I just can't.
The Doctor: Yeah.

The Doctor: Martha Jones, you saved the world.
Martha: Yes I did. I spent a lot of time with you thinking I was second best, but you know what? I am good.

Martha: I told her, I always said to her, time and time again I said, "Get out." So this is me, getting out.

Martha: I'll see you again, Mister.