Mr. Stoker: Any ideas, Morgenstern?
Morgenstern: Ah, dizziness could be a sign of early onset diabetes.
Mr. Stoker: Hardly early onset, if you'll forgive me, Mrs. Finnegan.

Mr. Stoker: Hippocrates himself expounded on the virtues of salt. Recommended the inhalation of steam from sea water. Though no doubt if he'd he been afflicted with my students results his oaths might have been rather more colorful.

Martha: Why's everyone fussing about rain?
Julia Swales: It's going up.
Tish Jones: The rain is going up.

The Doctor: 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.

Ms. Finnegan: Mr. Stoker? I'm sorry, I didn't know who else to ask. But can you help me?
Stokes: I think we've gone beyond aspirin.

Ms. Finnegan: You see, I was only salt-deficient because I'm sorry very good at absorbing it. But now I need fire in my veins. And who better than a consultant, with blood full of salty fats and vintage wines. And all those Michelin star sauces. {she smacks her lips.}
Stokes: Who are you?
Ms. Finnegan: Oh I'm a survivor, Mr. Stoker. At any cost. Look! I even brought a straw.

The Doctor: Well you're welcome to come home, meet the wife. She'd be honored. We can have cake.
Ms. Finnegan: Why should I have cake? I've got my little straw!
The Doctor: That's nice. Milkshake? I love banana!

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

Judoon: Confirm. Plasmavore. Charged with the crime of murdering the Child Princess of Padrivole Regency Nine.
Finnegan: Well she deserved it!

The Doctor: I'm Sir Doctor of Tardis and this is my companion Martha Jones.
Shakespeare: Interesting, that bit of paper. It's blank.

Shakespeare: And you Doctor. I might learn more about this constant performance of yours.
The Doctor: All the world's a stage.
Shakespeare: Hm. I might use that.

The Face of Boe: He has arrived.
Novice Hame: What should I do?
The Face of Boe: Find him before it's too late.

Novice Hame: I'm sorry, but the situation is even worse than you can imagine.

Novice Hame: They died, Doctor. The city died.
The Doctor: How long has it been like this?
Novice Hame: 24 years.

Novice Hame: It killed the world in seven minutes flat.

Novice Hame: Those people on the motorway aren't lost, Doctor. They're saved.

Novice Hame: He has waited for you, these long years.

The Face of Boe: Doctor.
The Doctor: The Face of Boe!
The Face of Boe: I knew you would come.

The Doctor: Old Friend, what happened to you?
The Face of Boe: I'm failing.

Novice Hame: The Face of Boe wired himself into the mainframe.

The Doctor: So the two of you stayed here, on your own for all these years
Novice Hame: We had no choice.
The Doctor: Yes, you did.

The Face of Boe: Doctor—
The Doctor: Yeah, hold on. Not now.
The Face of Boe: I give you my last.
The Doctor: Hame, look after him! Don't you go dying on me, you big Face.

The Doctor: He's the one that saved you, not me.
Novice Hame: My Lord gave his life to save the city. And now he's dying.

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 Face of Boe: I have seen so much. Perhaps too much. I am the last of my kind. As you are the last of yours, Doctor.

The Doctor: Don't go.
The Face of Boe: I must. But know this, Time Lord: you are not alone.

Solomon: We got stockbrokers, we got a lawyer. But you're the first doctor. Place gets classier by the day.

Tallulah: And I'm not stupid, I know some guys are pigs, but not my Lazlo.

Tallulah: Oh come on, it's not real. It's just a prop. It was that or a spear.

Tallulah: It's the depression sweetie. Your heart might break but the show must go on.

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 to Lazlo : Well that's not fair. You're the smartest guy I ever dated.

Martha: I'm so glad to see you.
The Doctor: Yeah well you can kiss me later. You too Frank, if you want.

I am a human Dalek. I am your future.

Dalek 1: Request information: what is your opinion of Dalek Sek.
Dalek 2 : We were created to follow him.
Dalek 1: But you have doubts.
Dalek 2 : Affirmative.

Dalek Sek: Observe humanity. For all their faults they have such courage.

The Doctor: Is it me or are you just becoming a little more human.
Dalek Sek: You are the last of your kind. And now I am the first of my kind.

Tallulah: New York City. If aliens had to come to Earth, no wonder they came here.

The Doctor: These pig slaves, what happens to them in the grand plan.
Dalek Sek: Nothing. They're just simple beasts. None survive beyond a few weeks.

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: Tallulah!
Tallulah: That's me—three Ls and an H.

Profesor Richard Lazarus: With the push of a single button, I will change what it means to be human.

Professor Lazarus: That's an interesting perfume. What's it called?
Leticia: Soap.

Mr. Saxon: Do you know that man?
Mrs. Jones: No. He's a friend of my daughter's.
Mr. Saxon: Perhaps she should choose her friends more carefully.

Lazarus: Between the idea and reality. Between the motion and the act—
The Doctor: Falls the shadow.
Lazarus: So the mysterious Doctor knows his Eliot. I'm impressed.

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.

The Doctor: Ah Mrs. Jones. We still haven't finished our chat.
Mrs. Jones: Keep away from my daughter!
Martha: Mum what are you doing?
The Doctor: Always the mothers, all the time.

The Doctor: The Blitz.
Lazarus: You read about it?
The Doctor: I was there.
Lazarus: You're too young.
The Doctor: So're you.

The Doctor: Facing death is part of being human. You can't change that.
Lazarus: No, Doctor! Avoiding death. That's being human. It’s our strongest impulse. To cling to life with every fiber of our being.

Francine Jones: What is this, pub quiz?
Martha: Yeah, pub quiz.
Francine Jones: Using your mobile is cheating.

Riley: The wonderful world of space travel. The prettier it looks, the more likely it is to kill you.

Scannell: What's your favorite color?
Riley: You alright?
Scannell: It's the question!
Riley: Purple. Or did I say orange?
Scannell: C'mon!

John Smith: Er, I wouldn't want to—
Nurse Joan Redfern: The stairs—
John Smith: What about the stairs?
Nurse Joan Redfern: They're right behind you.

Latimer: That's exactly the problem, Sir. They only have spears.
Headmaster: Oh dear me. Latimer takes it upon himself to tell us all how wrong we are. I hope one day Latimer we might have a just and proper war in which to prove yourself.

Nurse Joan Redfern: It's all becoming clear now. The Doctor is doing the things you'd like to be doing.

Nurse Joan Redfern: Widows aren't supposed to be beautiful. I think the world would rather we stopped. Is that fair?
John Smith: That's not fair at all.

Baines: Just shut up stop talking cease and desist there's a good girl!

Brother/Baines: Which one of them do you want us to kill—your friend or your lover?

The Watch to Latimer : Hold me. Keep me safe. Keep me closed. The time is not right. Not yet. Not while the family is close. Danger.

Baines: All your little tin soldiers. But tell me sir. Will they thank you?
Headmaster: I don't understand.
Baines: What do you know of history, sir? What do you know of last year?
Headmaster: You're not making sense.
Baines: 1914, sir. Because the family has traveled far and wide looking for Mr. Smith. And war is coming, sir. War of the Worlds. With all your boys falling down in the mud.

Baines: War comes to England. In advance.

Latimer: Maybe I was given this watch so I could help. leaving the front line. Sorry.
Hutchinson: Latimer, you filthy coward.
Latimer: Oh yes, sir. Every time.

Latimer: I reckon whatever you are, you're still in the shape of a girl. How strong is she? Does she really want to see this (opens watch).

Joan: You had this watch all this time? Why didn't you [say anything]?
Latimer: Because it was waiting. And because I was so scared of the Doctor.
Joan: Why?
Latimer: Because I've seen him. And he's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night and the storm and the heart of the sun. He's ancient and forever. He burns at the center of time and he can see the turn of the Universe.
John Smith: Stop it! Just stop it!
Latimer: And... he's wonderful.

John Smith: Did you see it?
Joan: The Time Lord has such adventures. And yet he could never have a life like that.
John Smith: And yet I could.

Mother: He didn't just make himself human. He made himself an idiot.
Brother/Baines: Same thing, isn't it?

Brother/Baines: He never raised his voice. That was the worst thing. The fury of the Time Lord. And then we discovered why. Why this Time Lord who had fought gods and demons ran away: he was being kind.

Brother/Baines: We wanted to live forever. So the Doctor made sure that we did.

Joan: He was braver than you, in the end. That ordinary man. You chose to change. He chose to die.

Joan: Answer me this: if the Doctor had never visited us, never chosen this place—on a whim—would anyone have died? ... You can go.

Latimer: It's coming, isn't it? The biggest war ever.
Martha: You don't have to fight.
Latimer: I think I do.

Kathy Nightingale: Oh god. Sally, you've met my brother Larry, haven't you?
Sally Sparrow: No.
Kathy: You're about to.
Larry: Okay. Not sure. But really really hoping. Pants?
Sally: No.

Sally: I love old things. They make me sad.
Kathy: What's good about sad?
Sally: It's happy for deep people.

Kathy: What are you doing? It could be a burglar.
Sally: A burglar who rings the doorbell?

Kathy: To take one breath in 2007 and the next in 1920 is a strange way to start a new life.

Larry: I was just checking to see if they're all the same.
Sally: What are the same. What is this? Who is he?
Larry: An easter egg.

Sally: But what does he do?
Larry: Just sits there, making random remarks. It's like we're hearing half the conversation. Me and the guys are always trying to work out the other half.
Sally: When you say you and the guys you mean the internet, don't you?
Larry: How'd you know?
Sally: Spooky, isn't it?

Video Store Employee: Go to the police, you stupid woman! Why does nobody just ever go to the police?

Sally: Aren't you on duty, Detective Inspector Shipton?
Billy Shipton: Nope. Knocked off before I left. Told them I had a family crisis.
Sally: Why?
Billy Shipton: Because life is short and you are hot.

Billy: And that's Sally...
Sally: Sally Shipton. Sparrow! Sally Sparrow. Okay, going now. Don't look at me.

Billy: It was raining when we met.
Sally: It's the same rain.

Billy: He told me all those years ago that we'll only meet again—this one time—on the night I die.
Sally: Oh Billy.
Billy: It's kept me going. I'm an old sick man, but I've had something to look forward to. Life is long and you are hot.

Larry: You live in Scooby Doo's house.
Sally: For god's sake I don't live here.

Sally: How can you know what I'm going to say?
The Doctor: Look to your left.
Larry: What does he mean by "look to your left"? I've written tons about that on the forum. I think it's a political statement.
Sally: He means you.

Larry: “The angels have the phonebox”. That's my favorite. I've got that on a t-shirt.

Sally: Remember what he said: don't blink.
Larry: Who blinks? I'm too scared to blink.

Sally: Look at them! Quick! Look at them!
Larry: I don't think we need to. He tricked them. The Doctor tricked them. They're looking at each other. They're never gonna move again.

Sally: Oh for gods sake, it was me all along. You got it from me.

Professor Yana: One more lost soul dreaming of Utopia.
Chanto: Chan- You mustn't talk as though you've given up. -tho
Professor Yana: No no. Indeed. Here's to it. Utopia. Where it is to be hoped the coffee is less sour. Will you join me?
Chantho: Chan- I am happy drinking my own internal milk. -tho
Professor Yana: Yes well, that's quite enough information. Thank you.

Martha: It's a bit odd though. Not very one hundred trillion. That coat's more like World War II.
The Doctor: I think he came with us.
Martha: How d'you mean? He's from Earth?
The Doctor: Must have been clinging to the outside of the TARDIS. All the way through the vortex. Wow, that's very him.
Martha: What, do you know him?
The Doctor: A friend of mine. Used to travel with me.

The Doctor: You'd give your life so they could fly.
The Professor: Oh, I think I'm a little too old for Utopia. Besides, I think it's time I got some sleep.

The Professor: It's just noise inside my head, Doctor. A constant noise.
The Doctor: What sort of noise?
The Professor: The sound of drums. More and more. As though it's getting closer.
The Doctor: When did it start?
The Professor: I've had it all my life. Every waking hour. Still, no rest for the wicked.

The Professor: The Professor was an invention. So perfect a disguise that I forgot who I am.
Chantho: Chan- Then who are you -tho?
The Professor: I am The Master.

The Professor: 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: This country has been sick. This country needs healing. This country needs medicine. In fact, I'd go so far to say that what this country needs, right now, is a doctor.

Vivien Rook: Mrs. Saxon! Vivien Rook, Sunday Mirror. You've heard of me.

Sharon Osbourne: I'm voting Saxon. He can tick my box any day.

Lucy Saxon: The thing is, I made my choice.
Vivien: I'm sorry?
Lucy Saxon: For better or worse. Isn't that right, Harry?

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

The Master: 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 sanctomonious is that?

The Master: Where is it, Doctor?
The Doctor: Gone.
The Master: How can Gallifrey be gone?
The Doctor: It burnt.
The Master: And the Time Lords?
The Doctor: Dead. 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.

The Doctor: I've been alone ever since. But not anymore. Don't you see? All we've got is each other.
The Master: Are you asking me out on a date?

The Master: You're public enemies number 1, 2 and 3. Oh, and you can tell handsome Jack that I've sent his little gang off on a wild goose chase to the Himalayas. So you won't be getting any help from them. Now go on, off you go. Why not start by turning to the right?
The Doctor: He can see us. disables the CCTV
The Master: Oh you public menace! Better start running. Go on, run.

President Winters: First contact policy was decided by the Security Council in 1968. And you've just gone and ignored it.
The Master: Well you know what it's like. New job, all that paperwork. I think it's down the back of the settee. I did have a quick look. I found a pen, a sweet, a bus ticket, and a... have you met the wife?

The Master: And look. It's the girly and the freak. Although I'm not sure which one's which. Laser screwdriver. Who'd have sonic? And the good thing is he's not dead for long. I get to kill him again!

The Doctor: Who are they?
The Master: Doctor, if I told you the truth, your hearts would break.

The Master: 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.

Tom: There's a lot of people depending on you. You're a bit of a legend.
Martha: What does the legend say?
Tom: That you sailed the Atlantic, walked across America. That you were the only person to get out of Japan alive. "Martha Jones," they say, "she's gonna save the world." Bit late for that.

Tom: Story goes that you're the only person on Earth that can kill him. That you can kill the Master stone dead.

The Doctor: I have one thing to say to you. You know what it is.
The Master: Oh no you don't!

The Master: Didn't you learn anything from the blessed Satan Martha? Siding with the Doctor is a very dangerous thing to do.

Professor: Obviously the Archangel Network would seem to be The Master's greatest weakness. Fifteen satellites all around the Earth, still transmitting. That's why there's so little resistance. It's broadcasting a telepathic signal that keeps people scared.
Tom: We could just take them out.
Professor: We could. Fifteen ground-to-air missiles. You got any on you?

Professor: Whoever thought we'd miss Bill Gates.

The Master: The drumming, the never-ending drum beat. Ever since I was a child, I looked into the Vortex, that's when it chose me. The drumming, the call to war. Can't you hear it? Listen, it's here now, right now! Tell me you can hear it, Doctor. Tell me.
The Doctor: It's only you.

The Master: I took Lucy to Utopia. A Time Lord and his human companion. I took her to see the stars. Isn't that right, sweetheart?
Lucy: Trillions of years into the future. To the end of the Universe.
The Master: Tell him what you saw.
Lucy: Dying, everything dying. The whole of creation was falling apart. And I thought, there's no point to anything. Not ever.
The Master: And it's all your fault.

Martha: The Utopia project was the last hope. Trying to find a way to escape the end of everything.
The Sphere: There was no solution, no diamonds, just the dark and the cold.
The Master: All that human invention that had sustained them across the ions. It all turned inward. They cannibalized themselves.

Tom: What about us? We're the same species. Why do you kill so many of us?
The Sphere: Because it's fun!

The Master: The human race. Greatest monsters of them all.

Professor: Martha, could you do it? Could you actually kill him?
Martha: I've got no choice.
Professor: You might be many things, but you don't look like a killer to me.

The Master: And now, good companion, your work is done.

The Master: I never could resist a ticking clock.

The Master: At zero to mark this day, the child Martha Jones will die. My first blood. Any last words? No? Such a disappointment, this one. Days of old, Doctor, you had companions who could absorb the Time Vortex. This one's useless.

The Master: Stop it. No no no, you don't.

The Master: If I can't have this world, Doctor, neither can you. We shall stand upon this Earth, together, as it burns.

The Master: Always the women.

The Master: Dying in your arms. Happy now?
The Doctor: You're not dying, don't be stupid. It's only a bullet. Just regenerate.
The Master: No.
The Doctor: One little bullet. C'mon.
The Master: I guess you don't know me so well. I refuse.

The Master: How about that? I win.