You hit me with a cricket bat. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!

You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! 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.

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.

I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me! Did I mention we have comfy chairs? It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!

1. Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish.
2. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!
3. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!

It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!

Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. Did I mention we have comfy chairs? I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness.

• 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.
• Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff.
• I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.

Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! 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.

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. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!

You hit me with a cricket bat. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in.

It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself. All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?

Saving the world with meals on wheels. 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?

Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me! 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.

Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! I hate yogurt. It’s just stuff with bits in. Aw, you’re all Mr. Grumpy Face today. Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish.

All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!

It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. You’ve swallowed a planet! I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?

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. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!

I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks! All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I’m introducing myself.