Eleventh Doctor quotes from Doctor Who

Why? It's all the eyes say: "Why?" I can feel them—as they work each day knowing the time was coming for them to be thrown away again— not again— please. And then they are destroyed, and they feel death and all they can say is "why?"

When I was your age — about, ooh, a thousand years ago — I loved a good bedtime story. The Three Little Sontarans. The Emperor Dalek's New Clothes. Snow White and the Seven Keys to Doomsday, eh? All the classics.

Look. Wooden chicken. Cup, saucers, plates, knives, forks. Fruit. Chicken's wood. So. We're either inside the doll's house or this is a refuge for dirty posh people who eat wooden food. Or termites. Giant termites trying to get on the property ladder. No, That's possible. Is that possible?

OK, this is bad. At the moment I don't know how bad, but certainly we're three buses, a long walk, and eight quid in a taxi from good.

I can't save you from this. There's nothing I can do to stop this. I stole your childhood and now I've lead you by the hand to your death. But the worst thing is, I knew. I knew this would happen. This is what always happens. Forget your faith in me. I took you with me because I was vain. Because I wanted to be adored. Look at you. Glorious Pond. The girl who waited for me. I'm not a hero. I really am just a mad man in a box. And it's time we saw each other as we really are. Amy Williams, it's time to stop waiting.

I'm the Doctor. Here to help.

[holding Alfie] Hello, Stormageddon. It’s The Doctor, here to help. Be quiet. Go to sleep. No, really. Stop crying. You’ve got a lot to look forward to, you know. A normal human life on Earth. Mortgage repayments, the 9 to 5, a persistent nagging sense of spiritual emptiness. Save the tears for later, boyo. Oh, that was crabby. No, that was old. But I am old, Stormy. I am so old. So near the end. But you, Alfie Owens. You are so young, aren’t you? And you know, right now, everything’s ahead of you. You could be anything. Yes, I know. You could walk among the stars. They don’t actually look like that, you know — they are rather more impressive. [uses his sonic screwdriver to make a starry sky appear on the ceiling] Yeah! You know, when I was little like you, I dreamt of the stars. I think it’s fair to say, in the language of your age, that I lived my dream. I owned the stage. Gave it a hundred and ten percent. I hope you have as much fun as I did, Alfie.

[to Merry] You are unique in the universe. There is only one Merry Gejelh, and there will never be another. Getting rid of that existence isn't a sacrifice, it is a waste.

We don't walk away, but when we're holding onto something precious, we run, and we don't stop running until we're out of the shadows.

[Trailer narration] I've been running all my lives... through time and space. Every second of every minute of every day for over nine hundred years. I fought for peace in a universe at war. Now the time has come to face the choices I made in the name of the Doctor. Our future depends on one single moment of one impossible day. The day I've been running from all my life. The day of the Doctor.

[voice over] Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. "Of 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 anymore. 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.

I don't want to go.

Legs! I've still got legs! [kisses one of them.] Good! Arms, hands. Oooh, fingers. Lots of fingers. Ears? Yes. Eyes: two. Nose... I've had worse. Chin—blimey! Hair... [notes length, shocked] 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, annoyed] And still not ginger! There's something else. Something... important, I'm... [taps head, trying to remember] I'm... I'm... [The whole console room shakes, explosions; the Doctor laughs, ecstatic] Ha-ha! CRASHING! [As the burning TARDIS falls to Earth, the Doctor clings to the console, laughing and whooping with glee.] Geronimoooooooooooo!

If you're a doctor, then why does your box say "police"? [She gives him the apple. He bites it and spits it out.]

That's disgusting. What is that?

An apple.

Apple's rubbish. I hate apples.

You said you loved them.

No, no, no. I love yoghurt. Yoghurt's my favorite. Give me yoghurt. [Amelia runs, retrieves yoghurt and hands it to him. The Doctor opens it, gulps it down, then spits it out] I hate yoghurt! Just stuff with bits in it.

You said that it was your favorite!

New mouth, new rules. It's like eating after cleaning your teeth. Everything tastes wrooong! Ahh! [he convulses]

What is it? What's wrong with you?

Wrong with me? It's not my fault. Why can't you give me any decent food? You're Scottish. Fry something! [Amelia turns on the stove and cooks.] Ahh, bacon. [Eats it and spits it out] Bacon. That's bacon. Are you trying to poison me? [Amelia cooking baked beans.] Ah, you see? Beans. [Eats then spits in sink.] Beans are evil! Bad, bad beans! [Amelia spreading butter on bread, looking sceptical] Bread and butter. [Smiling] Now you're talking. [The Doctor throws the plate of bread and butter out of the door like a Frisbee, cat howls, dog barks] And stay out!

Got some carrots...

Carrots?! Are you insane?! No, wait, hang on. I know what I need. [Searching the fridge] I need... I need... I need... [pulls out a box of fish fingers] fish fingers [takes out a carton of custard] and custard!

So what about your mum and dad, then? Are they upstairs? I thought we'd have woken them by now.

I don't have a mum and dad, just an aunt.

I don't even have an aunt.

You're lucky.

I know. [An awkward pause] So your aunt, where's she?

She's out.

Has she left you all alone?!

I'm not scared!

Of course you're not! You're not scared of anything! Box falls out of the sky, man falls out of the box, man eats fish custard, and look at you! Just sitting there! So you know what I think?

[shrugging] What?

Must be one hell of a scary crack in your wall.

Why did you say six months?

[watching Prisoner Zero] He’s coming. We gotta go.

This matters - this is important! Why did you say six months?

[full on Scottish accent] WELL, WHY DID YOU SAY "FIVE MINUTES"?!

What...?

Come on!

What?!

[grabbing him] COME ON!!

WHAT?!