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"Allons-y!"

Harriet Jones, Prime Minister.

, um, I address the Sycorax, um, according to... Article 15 of the Shadow Proclamation. I command you to *leave* this world with all the authority of... the Slitheen Parliament of Raxacoricofallapatorious, and, um, the Gelth Confederacy, as, uh, sanctioned by the Mighty Jagrafess, and, ooh! the Daleks! Now leave this planet in peace! In peace.

The Doctor: You just can't get the staff. [points at him] Now you! Just wait. I'm busy! [Aside] Mickey, hello! And Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North! Blimey, it's like This Is Your Life! [to Rose] Tea! That's all I needed! Good cup of tea! Super-heated infusion of free-radicals and tannins, just the thing for healing the synapses. Now, first things first. Be honest. How do I look?
Rose: Umm...different.
The Doctor: Good different or bad different?
Rose: Just...different.
The Doctor: Am I...ginger?
Rose: No, you're just sort of...brown.
The Doctor: [disappointed] Aw, I wanted to be ginger! I've never been ginger! And you, Rose Tyler! Fat lot of good you were! You gave up on me! [Rose looks annoyed] Ooh, that's rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger.

The Doctor: Well... you could do that. Yeah, you could do that. Of course you could! But why? Look at these people, these human beings. Consider their potential! From the day they arrive on the planet, 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 Doctor: What? What?!
[He then notices the lifering on the floor and flips it over. Emblazoned on it is the word TITANIC.]
The Doctor: ...What?

Rickston Slade: Hang on a minute. Who put you in charge? And who in the hell are you, anyway?
[The Doctor turns around to face Slade.]

The Doctor: I'm the Doctor. I'm a Time Lord. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I'm 903 years old, and I'm the man who's gonna save your lives and all six billion people on the planet below. You got a problem with that?
Slade: [stunned] ...No.
The Doctor: In that case: Allons-y!

Donna: It's you!
The Tenth Doctor: Oh, yes.
Donna: You're naked!
The Tenth Doctor: Oh, yes.

Dalek Caan: The Doctor's soul is finally revealed. [laughs sinisterly] See him. See the heart of him. [laughs some more]
Davros: The man who abhors violence, never carrying a gun. But this is the truth, Doctor. You take ordinary people and you fashion them into weapons. Behold your Children of Time transformed into murderers. I made the Daleks, Doctor. You made this.
The Doctor: They're trying to help.
Davros: Already I have seen them sacrifice today for their beloved Doctor. The Earth woman who fell opening the Subwave Network.
The Doctor: Who was that?
Rose: Harriet Jones. She gave her life to get you here.
[The Doctor has a flashback of Harriet Jones and looks hurt.]

Davros: How many more? Just think! How many have died in your name?
[The Doctor remembers the people who died for him in his Ninth and Tenth incarnation and continues to look hurt.]

Davros: The Doctor. The man who keeps running, never looking back because he dare not, out of shame. This is my final victory, Doctor. I have shown you yourself.

Rose: Hold on, this is the parallel universe right?
The Doctor: You're back home.
Donna: And the walls of the world are closing again, now that the reality bomb never happened. It's dimensional retro-closure. See, I really get that stuff now.
Rose: No but, I've spent all that time trying to find you, I'm not going back now.
The Doctor: But you've got to, because we saved the universe, but at a cost, and the cost is him. He destroyed the Daleks, he committed genocide, he's too dangerous to be left on his own.
New Doctor: You made me.
The Doctor: Exactly. You were born in battle, full of blood and anger and revenge. Remind you of someone? That's me when we first met, and you made me better. Now you can do the same for him.
Rose: But he's not you.
The Doctor: He needs you, that's very me.
Donna: But it's better than that though. Don't you see what he's trying to give you? Tell her, go on.
New Doctor: I look like him, I think like him, same memory, same thoughts, same everything—except I've only got one heart.
Rose: Which means?
New Doctor: I'm part human. Specifically the aging part, I'll grow old and never regenerate. I've only got one life, Rose Tyler. I could spend it with you, if you want.
Rose: [in disbelief] You'll grow old at the same time as me.
New Doctor: Together.
The Doctor: We've got to go. This reality is sealing itself off, forever.
Rose: But, it's still not right, 'cause the Doctor is still you.
The Doctor: And I'm him.
Rose: All right, both of you, answer me this: When I last stood on this beach, on the worst day of my life, what was the last thing you said to me? Go on, say it.
The Doctor: I said "Rose Tyler".
Rose: Yeah? ...And how was that sentence gonna end?
The Doctor: Does it need saying?
Rose: New Doctor, what was the end of that sentence?
[The New Doctor whispers something in her ear, presumably "I love you". Rose pauses briefly, then kisses him, allowing Donna and the original Doctor to slip away unnoticed into the TARDIS. As Rose realises, she turns to watch them go sadly. The New Doctor stands beside her and they hold hands.]

The Doctor: I just want you to know, there are worlds out there, safe in the sky because of her. That there are people living in the light, and singing songs of Donna Noble. A thousand, million light years away. They will never forget her, while she can never remember. [visibly upset] But for one moment...one shining moment...she was the most important woman in the whole wide universe.
Sylvia: She still is. [insistently] She's my daughter!
The Doctor: Well, perhaps you should tell her that once in a while.

"Come along, Pond!"

"Geronimo!"

The Eleventh Doctor: Legs! I've still got legs! [kisses one of them.] Good. Arms, hands. Ooh, fingers. Lots of fingers. Ears? Yes. Eyes: two. Nose...eh, I've had worse. Chin - blimey! Hair... [notes length.] I'm a girl! [checks Adam's apple.] No! No! I'm not a girl! [pulls a lock of his hair in front of his eyes and looks at it, agitated] And still not ginger! There's something else. Something...important, I'm...[taps head.] I'm—I'm...
[The whole console room shakes.]

The Eleventh Doctor: [ecstatic.] Ha-ha! Crashing!
[As the burning TARDIS falls to Earth, the new Doctor clings to the central control column, laughing and whooping with glee. He looks up and shouts:]

The Eleventh Doctor: Geronimo!

The Doctor: Can I have an apple? All I can think about. Apples. I love apples. Maybe I'm having a craving! Thats new! Never had cravings before. [Climbs halfway out of the TARDIS and looks in] Whoa, look at that!
Amelia: Are you okay?
The Doctor: Just had a fall right down there. Right to the library. Hell of a climb back up.
Amelia: You're soaking wet.
The Doctor: I was in the swimming pool.
Amelia: You said you were in the library.
The Doctor: So was the swimming pool.
Amelia: Are you a policeman?
The Doctor: [perplexed] Why? Did you call a policeman?
Amelia: Did you come about the crack on my wall?
The Doctor: What cra... [falls down clutching chest]
Amelia: Are you all right, mister?
The Doctor: No, I'm fine its okay its all perfectly nor...ah!! [exhales some excess regenerative energy]
Amelia: Who are you?
The Doctor: I dunno yet...I'm still cooking. Does it scare you?
Amelia: No, it just looks a bit weird.
The Doctor: Oh, no-no-no, the crack in your wall. Does it scare you?
Amelia: Yes.
The Doctor: [jumps up] Well then, no time to lose. I'm the Doctor. Do everything I tell you, don't ask stupid questions and don't wonder off.
[The Doctor walks a few paces, slams into a tree and falls.]

Amelia: You all right?
The Doctor: Early days, steering's a bit off.

The Doctor: You're Amelia!
Amy: You're late.
The Doctor: Amelia Pond, you're the little girl!
Amy: I'm Amelia and you're late.
The Doctor: What happened?
Amy: Twelve years.
The Doctor: You hit me with a cricket bat!
Amy: Twelve years!
The Doctor: Cricket bat!
Amy: Twelve years and four psychiatrists!
The Doctor: Four?
Amy: ...I kept biting them.
The Doctor: ...Why?
Amy: They said you weren't real.

Amy: Where are we going?
The Doctor: The roof. No, hang on.
Amy: What are we doing?
The Doctor: I am saving the world. I need a decent shirt. The hell with the raggedy, time to put on a show.

Vincent: Hold my hand, Doctor. Try to see what I see. We're so lucky we're still alive to see this beautiful world. Look at the sky. It's not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there! Lighter blue. [the starscape slowly transforms into The Starry Night] And blowing through the blueness and the blackness, the winds swirling through the air. And there shining, burning, bursting through, the stars! Can you see how they roll their light? Everywhere we look, the complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.
Doctor: I’ve seen many things, my friend, but you’re right: nothing quite as wonderful as the things you see.

The Doctor: Dr Black? We met a few days ago; I asked you about The Church at Auvers.
Dr Black: Ah, yes; glad to be of help. You were nice about my tie.
The Doctor: And today is another cracker if I may say so. [steering Dr Black into Vincent's vicinity] But I just wondered between you and me in 100 words where do you think Van Gogh rates in the history of art?
Dr Black: Well... big question, but to me, van Gogh is the finest painter of them all; certainly the most popular great painter of all time: The most beloved; his command of colour; the most magnificent. He transformed the pain of his tormented life into ecstatic beauty. Pain is easy to portray, but to use your passion and pain to portray the ecstasy and joy and magnificence of our world... no one had ever done it before. Perhaps no one ever will again. To my mind that strange wild man who roamed the fields of Provence was not only the world’s greatest artist, but also one of the greatest men who ever lived.
[Vincent, already in shock, starts breaking down in tears]
Doctor: Oh, Vincent, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, is it too much?
Vincent: No, they are tears of joy! Thank you sir, thank you! [kisses Dr Black in gratitude] Sorry about the beard.

The Doctor: Sorry, do you have a name?
Idris: Seven hundred years and finally he asks.
The Doctor: But what do I call you?
Idris: I think you call me... Sexy?
The Doctor: [embarassed] Only when we're alone.
Idris: We are alone.
The Doctor: Oh. Come on, then, Sexy.