The First Doctor: "If you could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds and watch them wheel in another sky, would that satisfy you?"
The First Doctor: "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."
The First Doctor: "There you are, young man. You see? A Viking helmet."
Steven Taylor: "Hmm. Maybe."
The First Doctor: "What do you mean, 'maybe'? What do you think it is? A space helmet for a cow?!"
The Second Doctor: "Victoria, I think this is one of those instances where discretion is the better part of valour; Jamie has an idea!"
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: "Now see here Doctor, you have finally gone too far."
The Second Doctor: "I rather think we all have. What's it like out there?"
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: "There's... Well, there's sand everywhere!"
The Second Doctor: "Oh, splendid! Who's for a swim?"
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: "Do you realise what you've done? You've stolen the whole of UNIT HQ. Now what am I going to tell Geneva? That the whole blessed building has been picked up and put down on some deserted beach? We're probably miles from London."
The Second Doctor: "I'm afraid we're a little bit further than that, Brigadier."
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: "You mean we're not even in the same country? There'll be international repercussions. This could be construed as an invasion."
Sgt. Benton: "It's not just a matter of the same country, sir. If the Doctor's right, we're not even in the same universe."
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: "What? Oh nonsense, Benton, that's a beach out there. It's probably Norfolk or somewhere like that."
The Second Doctor: "Oh, please, if you'd only listen to me..."
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: "Right. I'll tell you what we'll do. You two stay here. See that no-one wanders in. We can't have the place overrun with holidaymakers. I'll nip out, find a phone and tell the authorities exactly where we are. I'm fairly sure that's Cromer. Back in a jiff!"
The Third Doctor: "Courage isn't just a matter of not being frightened, you know. It's being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway."
Sarah-Jane Smith: "Doctor, you're being childish."
The Fourth Doctor: "Well, of course I am! There's no point in being grown up if you can't be childish sometimes!"
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: "You know, just once I'd like to meet an alien menace that wasn't immune to bullets."
The Fourth Doctor: "Davros, if you had created a virus in your laboratory. Something contagious and infectious that killed on contact. A virus that would destroy all other forms of life... would you allow its use?"
Davros: "It is an interesting conjecture."
The Fourth Doctor: "Would you do it?"
Davros: "The only living thing...the microscopic organism... reigning supreme... A fascinating idea."
The Fourth Doctor: "But would you do it?"
Davros: "Yes. Yes. To hold in my hand, a capsule that contained such power. To know that life and death on such a scale was my choice. To know that the tiny pressure on my thumb, enough to break the glass, would end everything. Yes. I would do it. That power would set me up above the gods. And through the Daleks I shall have that power!"
The Fourth Doctor: "If someone who knew the future, pointed out a child to you and told you that that child would grow up totally evil, to be a ruthless dictator who would destroy millions of lives... could you then kill that child?"
Sarah Jane Smith: "We're talking about the Daleks. The most evil creatures ever invented. You must destroy them. You must complete your mission for the Time Lords!"
The Fourth Doctor: "Do I have the right? Simply touch one wire against the other and that's it. The Daleks cease to exist. Hundreds of millions of people, thousands of generations can live without fear... in peace, and never even know the word "Dalek"."
Sarah Jane Smith: "Then why wait? If it was a disease or some sort of bacteria you were destroying, you wouldn't hesitate."
The Doctor: "But if I kill. Wipe out a whole intelligent life form, then I become like them. I'd be no better than the Daleks."
The Fourth Doctor: "You're a classic example of the inverse ratio between the size of the mouth and the size of the brain."
The Fourth Doctor: ""Eureka" is Greek for "this bath is too hot"."
Romana: "Shall we take the lift or fly?"
The Fourth Doctor: "Let's not be ostentatious."
Romana: "All right... let's fly, then."
The Fourth Doctor: "That would look silly... we'll take the lift."
The Fourth Doctor: "I say, what a wonderful butler, he's so violent!"
Countess [Speaking of the Doctor]: "My dear, I don't think he's as stupid as he seems."
Count Scarlioni: "My dear, nobody could be as stupid as he seems!"
Duggan: "You can't make an omelette without breaking eggs"
Romana: "If you made an omelette, I'd expect to find a pile of broken crockery, a cooker in flames and an unconscious chef!"
Romana: "'For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.'"
The Fourth Doctor: "That's right."
Romana: "So Newton invented punting!"
The Fourth Doctor: "Oh yes! There was no limit to Isacc's genius."
Peri: "Doctor, why do you wear a stick of celery in your lapel?"
The Fifth Doctor: "Does it offend you?"
Peri: "No, just curious."
The Fifth Doctor: "Safety precaution. I'm allergic to certain gases in the praxis range of the spectrum."
Peri: "Well how does the celery help?"
The Fifth Doctor: "If the gas is present, the celery turns purple."
Peri: "And then what do you do?"
The Fifth Doctor: "I eat the celery. If nothing else I'm sure it's good for my teeth."
Sharaz Jek: "We shall become the best of companions"
The Fifth Doctor: "What do you say, Peri. We can go on nature walks, have picnics and jolly evenings round the camp fire."
Sharaz Jek: "Don't mock me, Doctor. Beauty I must have, but you are dispensible."
The Doctor: "Thank you."
Sharaz Jek: "You have the mouth of a prattling jackanapes... But your eyes... they tell a different story."
The Rani [Speaking of the Master]: "He'd get dizzy if he tried to walk in a straight line!"
The Sixth Doctor [to Peri]: "Planets come and go. Stars perish. Matter disperses, coalesces, reforms into other patterns, other worlds. Nothing can be eternal."
The Seventh Doctor: "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, his days like crazy paving."
John: "Sugar?"
The Seventh Doctor: "Ah. A decision... Would it make any difference?"
John: "It would make your tea sweet."
The Seventh Doctor: "Yes, but beyond the confines of my taste buds, would it make any difference?"
John: "Not really."
The Seventh Doctor: "But what if I could control people's taste buds? What if I decided that no one would take sugar? That'd make a difference to those who sell the sugar and those who cut the cane."
John: "My father, he was a cane cutter!"
The Seventh Doctor: "Exactly. Now if no one had used sugar, your father wouldn't have been a cane cutter."
John: "If this sugar thing had never started, my great grandfather wouldn't have been kidnapped, chained up and sold in Kingston in the first place. I'd be a African."
The Seventh Doctor [quoting Disraeli]: "'Every great decision creates ripples. Like a huge boulder dropped in a lake. The ripples merge and rebound off the banks in unforseeable ways. The heavier the decision, the larger the waves, the more uncertain the consequences.'"
John: "Life's like that. Best thing is just to get on with it."
Ace: "It's true isn't it. This is the house I told you about."
The Seventh Doctor: "You were thirteen. You climbed over the wall for a dare."
Ace: "That's your surprise isn't it? Bringing me back here."
The Seventh Doctor: "Remind me what it was that you sensed when you entered this deserted house. An aura of intense evil?"
Ace: "Don't you have things you hate?"
The Seventh Doctor: "I can't stand burnt toast. I loathe bus stations. Terrible places. Full of lost luggage and lost souls."
Ace: "I told you I never wanted to come back here again."
The Seventh Doctor: "And then there's unrequited love. And tyranny. And cruelty."
Ace: "Too right."
The Seventh Doctor: "We all have a universe of our own terrors to face."
Ace: "I face mine on my own terms."
Dr Grace Holloway: "But you have no recollection of family?"
The Eighth Doctor: "No. No, no, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait... I do. I remember. We're lying back in the grass. It's a warm Gallifreyan night."
Dr Grace Holloway: "Gallifreyan?"
The Eighth Doctor: "Gallifrey! Yes, this must be where I live. Now, where is that?"
Dr Grace Holloway: "I've never heard of it. What do you remember?"
The Eighth Doctor: "A meteor storm! And the sky above us was dancing with lights - purple, green, brilliant yellow... Yes!"
Dr Grace Holloway: "What?!"
The Eighth Doctor: "These shoes! They fit perfectly! Yes..."
The Eighth Doctor: "You want dominion over the living, yet all you do is kill!"
The Master: "Life is wasted on the living!"
Ohila: "You have a little under four minutes."
The Eighth Doctor: "Four minutes? That's ages! What if I get bored? I need a television, couple of books... anyone for chess? Bring me knitting."
The Ninth Doctor: "Do you know like we were saying about the Earth revolving? It’s like when you’re a kid, the first time they tell you that the world’s turning and you just can’t quite believe it ‘cause everything looks like it’s standing still. I can feel it. The turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinnin’ at 1,000 miles an hour and the entire planet is hurtling ‘round the sun at 67,000 miles an hour, and I can feel it. We’re falling through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go… That’s who I am. Now, forget me, Rose Tyler. Go home."
Kathy Nightingale: "What did you come here for anyway?"
Sally Sparrow: "I love old things. They make me feel sad."
Kathy Nightingale: "What's good about sad?"
Sally Sparrow: "It's happy for deep people."
The Tenth Doctor: "People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a nonlinear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey... stuff."
Sally Sparrow: "Started well, that sentence."
The Tenth Doctor: "It got away from me, yeah..."
The Tenth Doctor: "Oh, you're not are you? Tell me you're not archaeologists?"
River Song: "You got a problem with archaeologists?"
The Tenth Doctor: "I'm a time traveller. I point and laugh at archaeologists."
The Eleventh Doctor: "It's disguised as a police telephone box from 1963. Every time the TARDIS materializes in a new location, within the first nanosecond of landing, it analyses its surroundings, calculates a twelve-dimensional data map of everything within a thousand-mile radius, and then determines which outer shell would blend in best with the environment... And then it disguises itself as a police telephone box from 1963."
Amy Pond: "Oh. Why?"
The Eleventh Doctor: "It's probably a bit of a fault actually, I've been meaning to check."
Amy Pond: "What, it's a Police Box every time?"
The Eleventh Doctor: "Er, yeah I suppose, now you mention it..."
Amy Pond: "How long's it been doing that?"
The Eleventh Doctor: "Oh... not long."
The War Doctor: "Four hundred years!"
The Tenth Doctor: "Sorry?"
The War Doctor [re. the Sonic Screwdriver]: "Well, at a software level, they're all the same device aren't they. Same software, different case."
The Tenth Doctor: "Yeah..."
The Eleventh Doctor: "So...?"
The War Doctor: "So, it would take centuries for the screwdriver to calculate how to disintegrate the door. Scanning the door, implanting the calculation as a permanent subroutine in the software architecture... and if you really are me, with your sand shoes and your dickie bow, and that screwdriver is still mine, that calculation is still going on."
The Tenth Doctor [Checks his Sonic]: "Yeah! Still going."
The Eleventh Doctor [Checks his Sonic]: "Calculation complete."
The Moment Interface: "Same software, different face!"
The Eleventh Doctor: "Hey, four hundred years in four seconds! We may have had our differences, which is frankly odd in the circumstances, but I tell you what, boys, we are incredibly clever!"
[Clara bursts in through the door]
The Eleventh Doctor: "How did you do that?"
Clara: "Wasn't locked."
The Eleventh Doctor: "Right..."
Queen Elizabeth I: "I may have the body of a weak and feeble woman... but at the time, so did the Zygon."
The Doctor: "Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. "'Course I dream," I tell her. "Everybody dreams." "But what do you dream about?" she'll ask. "The same thing everybody dreams about," I tell her. "I dream about where I’m going." She always laughs at that. "But you're not going anywhere — you're just wandering about!" That's not true. Not any more. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyone's. It's taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where I'm going, where I've always been going. Home... the long way round."
