Brrrr! Go AWAY!

The Doctor’s Wife

No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. You’ve swallowed a planet! You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!

The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool.
You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?
I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.

Blink

All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? You hit me with a cricket bat. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.

The Girl in the Fireplace

Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! Saving the world with meals on wheels. You’ve swallowed a planet! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.

Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm – and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?
You hit me with a cricket bat.
No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness.