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Posted by on December 15, 2013

The Tenth Doctor: Need this?

[offers the Fifth Doctor his sonic screwdriver]

The Fifth Doctor: No, I’m fine, thank you.

The Tenth Doctor: [sarcastic] Oh no, of course, you mostly went hands-free didn’t you? It was like, “Hey, I’m the Doctor, I can save the universe using a kettle and some string! And look at me, I’m wearing a vegetable.”

The Tenth Doctor: Allons-y!

Clara: Run. Run you clever boy, and remember…

The Ninth Doctor: Fantastic!

The Ninth Doctor: Do you wanna come with me? ‘Cause if you do then I should warn you, you’re gonna see all sorts of things. Ghosts from the past; Aliens from the future; the day the Earth died in a ball of flame; It won’t be quiet, it won’t be safe, and it won’t be calm. But I’ll tell you what it will be: the trip of a lifetime.

The Tenth Doctor: …The Master, He just showed up again, the same as ever

The Fifth Doctor: Oh no. Really? Does he still have that rubbish beard?

The Tenth Doctor: No, no beard this time. Well, a wife…

River Song: Hello Sweetie.

The Tenth Doctor: Nah, never. Well, maybe.

The Eleventh Doctor: I wouldn’t say that. 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.

Amy Pond: When I was a little girl I had an imaginary friend and when I grew up he came back. He’s called The Doctor. He comes from somewhere else. He’s got a box called the TARDIS that’s bigger on the inside and can travel anywhere in time and space. I ran away with him and we’ve been running ever since.

Martha Jones: I battle with textbooks.

The Tenth Doctor: I battle with monsters.

Martha Jones: I’ve tried to save money.

The Tenth Doctor: I’ve tried to save the universe.

Martha Jones: I’m going to be a doctor.

The Tenth Doctor: I *am* the Doctor.

Martha Jones: Well, let’s hope this box is big enough for the both of us.

The Tenth Doctor: I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.

Donna Noble: There are things waiting in the darkness. Creatures of metal, fire and blood. But he’s out there, burning through time, facing a thousand dangers across the stars and never giving up. He looks like a man but he’s a legend and his name is the Doctor. He’ll come back to save us and this time I’m going to be ready. Then just like that…

Donna Noble, The Tenth Doctor: We’ll be gone.

The Ninth Doctor: Me? I am the Doctor.

The Tenth Doctor: Brilliant!

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