Twelfth Doctor quotes from Doctor Who

You left us with an impossible situation, Doctor.

Yeah, it's called peace.

I thought you didn't like being President of the World.

No, but I like poncing about in a big plane.

[points to the question marks on Osgood's lapel] Oh, I see you've accessorized it.

Yes.

The old question marks.

You used to wear question marks.

Oh, I know, yes, I did.

They were nice. Why don't you wear them anymore?

Oh, I do. I've got question mark underpants.

Makes one wonder what the question is.

Which one are you? Human or Zygon?

I don't answer that question.

Why not?

Because there is no question to answer. I don't accept it. My sister and I were the living embodiment of the peace we made. I will give all the lives that I have to protect it. You want to know who I am, Doctor? I am the peace. I am human and Zygon.

Like a hybrid.

A hybrid? If you like.

Well, I'm proud to know you, Osgood. And I promise that I won't tell anyone… that you're a human. Zygons need to keep the human original alive to refresh the body print. If you were a Zygon, you'd have changed back within days of your sister's death.

Those were the old rules. Before Zygons could pluck loved ones from your memory and wear their faces. Zygons only need to keep the original alive if they need more information from them. If the interrogation is over… then the original can die.

We want the truth of who we are to be acknowledged! We want to live as ourselves, at any cost. We want a home.

Well, you can't have the United Kingdom. There's already people living there. They'll think you're going to pinch their benefits.

London! What a dump.

London's OK.

No it's not, it's a dump.

You spend an awful lot of time here, considering it's a dump.

I spend an awful lot of time being kidnapped, tortured, shot at, and exterminated. Doesn't mean I like it.

How did you survive?

Five rounds, rapid.

You just want cruelty to beget cruelty! You're not superior to people who were cruel to you, you're just a whole bunch of new, cruel people. A whole bunch of new, cruel people being cruel to some other people, who'll end up being cruel to you! The only way anyone can live in peace is if they're prepared to forgive. Why don't you break the cycle?

Why should we?

What is it that you actually want?

War.

Ah. Ah, right. And when this war is over, when you have a homeland free from humans, what do you think it's going to be like? Do you know? Have you thought about it? Have you given it any consideration? Because you're very close to getting what you want! What's it going to be like? Paint me a picture. Are you going to live in houses? Do you want people to go to work? Will there be holidays? Oh! Will there be music? Do you think people will be allowed to play the violin? Who's going to make the violins? Well? Oh, you don't actually know, do you? Because, like every tantruming child in history, Bonnie, you don't actually know what you want! So let me ask you a question about this brave new world of yours. When you've killed all the bad guys and when it's all perfect and just and fair, when you have finally got it exactly the way you want it, what are you going to do with the people like you? The troublemakers? How are you going to protect your glorious revolution… from the next one?

We'll win.

Oh, will you? Well, maybe. Maybe you will win! But nobody wins for long. The wheel just keeps turning. So come on. Break the cycle.

This is a scale model of war! Every war ever fought, right there in front of you! Because it's always the same! When you fire that first shot, no matter how right you feel, you have no idea who's going to die! You don't know whose children are going to scream and burn! How many hearts will be broken! How many lives shattered! How much blood will spill until everybody does what they were always going to have to do from the very beginning: Sit — down — and — talk! Listen to me, listen, I just-- I just want you to think. Do you know what thinking is? It's just a fancy word for changing your mind!

I will not change my mind.

Then you will die stupid! Alternatively, you could step away from that box, you can walk right out of that door and you could stand your revolution down.

No. I'm not stopping this, Doctor. I started it, I will not stop it. You think they'll let me go, after what I've done?!

You're all the same, you screaming kids, you know that? "Look at me, I'm unforgivable." Well, here's the unforeseeable: I forgive you! After all you've done… I forgive you.

You don't understand. You will never understand.

I don't understand? Are you kidding? Me? Of course I understand. I mean, d'you call this a war, this funny little thing? This is not a war! I fought in a bigger war than you will ever know! I did worse things than you could ever imagine, and when I close my eyes… I hear more screams than anyone could ever be able to count! And do you know what you do with all that pain? Shall I tell you where you put it? You hold it tight… till it burns your hand, and you say this: No one else will ever have to live like this! No one else will have to feel this pain! Not on my watch!

Both boxes -- There's nothing in them. Just buttons.

Of course. And do you know how you know that? Because you've started to think like me. It's hell, isn't it? No one should have to think like that. And no one will. Not on our watch.

I don't understand how you could just forgive me.

Because I've been where you have. There was another box. I was gonna press another button. I was gonna wipe out all of my own kind, man woman and child, I was so sure I was right.

What happened?

Same thing that happened to you: I let Clara Oswald get inside my head. Trust me, she doesn't leave.

So what happened?

From the beginning of time? That’s a very long story.

We have to go after them!

Don't be ridiculous.

Doctor!

They're under my command: I owe it to them.

To die? They wouldn't thank you for that. Nor you, Clara. "To die, to die, Glamis hath murdered sleep, therefore Cawdor shall sleep no more. Macbeth shall sleep no more."

What?

Shakespeare. He really knew his stuff. They all did: The ancients, the poets. All those sad songs, all those lullabies. Sleep is essential to every sentient being in the universe. But to humans — greedy, filthy, stupid humans? It's an inconvenience… to be bartered away!

What now? We can't stay in here. We're going to freeze to death. And we can't go back out there because the Sandmen will get us.

Sandmen?

Yeah, it's a good name. It fits, like the song. #Bom, bom, bom.#

No, you don't get to name things. I'm the Doctor. I do the naming.

Alright, Sorry.

It's like the Silurians all over again.

Okay, well, what would you prefer then? The Dustmen?

[beat] Sandmen.

[to Ashildr] Fix this. Fix it now.

It's not possible. I— I can't.

Yes, it is. You can, and you will, or this street will be over. I'll show you and all your funny little friends to the whole laughing world. I'll bring UNIT, I'll bring the Zygons - give me a minute, I’ll bring the Daleks and the Cybermen. You will save Clara, and you will do it now, or I will rain hell on you for the rest of time!

Doctor, stop talking like that.

You can't.

I can do whatever the hell I like. You read the stories, you know who I am! And in all that time, did you ever hear anything about anyone who stopped me?

I know the Doctor. The Doctor would nev—

The Doctor is no longer here! You are stuck with me! And I will end you and everything you love.

Doctor, for God's sake, will you stop?!

No!

I did this, do you hear me? I did this. This is my fault.

I don't care!

Liar. You always care. Always have. Your reign of terror will end with the sight of the first crying child, and you know it.

No, I don't.

I do. Listen, if this is the last I ever see of you, please, not like this.