Seventh Doctor quotes from Doctor Who

Ace?

Ace

Yes Brigadier?

I'm getting too old for this sort of thing. He's all yours from now on. I'm going home to Doris.

Doris?

Yes, my wife.

Hahaha! So she caught you in the end?!

If this missile explodes, millions will die. You will die.

Then I shall die with honor!

All over the world, fools are poised, ready to let death fly. Machines of death, Morgaine! screaming from above, of light brighter than the sun! Not a war between armies, nor a war between nations, but just death! Death gone mad! A child looks up at the sky, his eyes turn to cinders. No more tears, only ashes. Is this honor? Is this war? Are these the weapons you would use?

Arthur, who burned like starfire...

Gone.

And was as beautiful.

Ace

It's true isn't it. This is the house I told you about.

You were thirteen. You climbed over the wall for a dare.

Ace

That's your surprise isn't it? Bringing me back here.

Remind me what it was that you sensed when you entered this deserted house. An aura of intense evil?

Ace

Don't you have things you hate?

I can't stand burnt toast. I loathe bus stations. Terrible places. Full of lost luggage and lost souls.

Ace

I told you I never wanted to come back here again.

And then there's unrequited love. And tyranny. And cruelty.

Ace

Too right!

We all have a universe of our own terrors to face.

Ace

I face mine on my own terms.

But you evolve too, Light.

Nonsense!

Of course you do. You change, you adapt, all the time. Your attitude, your place, your mind... I mean, look at you now: you're no longer your original shape. And I don't think much of your catalogue- it's full of gaps.

(suddenly alarmed) All organic life is recorded!

What about the gryphons, the basilisks? You missed the dragons, the bandersnatches... then there are the slithy toves and the crowned Saxe-Coburg. (Strolling into the entrance hall, he casually clicks his fingers and Light immediately appears at the staircase)

(frantically reviewing his data screen) Where are these items?

I can't think how you missed them. You have to complete the catalogue before you destroy all life here.

Control?

She's no use to you, she's evolved as well.

No! All slipping away...

All is change, all is movement. Tell me, Light, haven't you just changed your location?

(Gritting his teeth) Not yet.

What's the matter, Light? Changed your mind?

You are endlessly agitating, unceasingly mischievous, will you never STOP?!

I suppose I could. It would make a change.

(desperate) Nimrod- I can rely on you! Assist me now...

I'm sorry, sir, but my allegiance is to this planet- my birthright.

(Hysterical) Everything is changing! All in flux! Nothing remains the same!

Even remains change. It's this planet- it can't help itself.

I... will not change... I'll wake up soon. No... change... dead... (trails off as he begins to evaporate)

(To the data screen) Subject for catalogue: file under "'Imagination', comma, 'lack of'".

Ace

You know what's going on, don't you?

[dismissive] Yes.

Ace

[gradually getting angrier] You've always known, you just can't be bothered to tell anyone! It's like it's some kind of a game and only you know the rules! You knew all about that inscription being a computer program - but you didn't tell me! You know all about that old bottle and you're not telling me! Am I so stupid-?

[uncomfortable] No, that's not it!

Ace

WHY then?! I want to know!

Evil, evil since the dawn of time!

Ace

What do you mean?

Will you stop asking me these questions?!

Ace

[almost screaming] TELL ME!!

The dawn of time, the beginning of all beginnings. Two forces, only good and evil. Then chaos. Time is born, matter, space. The universe cries out like a newborn. The forces shatter as the universe explodes outwards. Only echoes remain, yet somehow, somehow the evil force survives... an intelligence of pure evil.

Ace

And that's Fenric.

No, that's just Millington's name for it. The evil has no name, trapped inside a flask like a genie in a bottle.

Ace

Can we stop it?

We need to get that flask.

Ace

We can release Captain Sorin to help us! I can distract the guard!

[missing her point] How?

Ace

Professor... I'm not a little girl.

Kneel if you want the girl to live!

Kill her.

The Time Lord finally understands.

Do you think I didn't know? The chess set in Lady Peinforte's study? I knew.

Earlier than that. Before Cybermen, ever since Ice World, where you first met the girl.

I knew. I knew she carried the evil inside her. Do you think I'd have chosen a social misfit if I hadn't known? She couldn't even pass her chemistry exams at School, and yet she manages to create a time storm in her bedroom. I saw your hand in it from the very beginning.

Ace

[Horrified] Doctor, no.

She's an emotional cripple. I wouldn't waste my time on her, unless I had to use her somehow.

Ace

[Falls to her knees in despair] NO!

We'll be safe over there. Safe from the Cheetahs, and the Master.

Ace

"Master?" Who's he?

An evil genius. One of my oldest and deadliest of enemies.

Ace

Do you know any nice people? Y'know, normal everyday people, not power-crazed nutters trying to take over the galaxy?

Ace

Where have they gone?

They've been taken back to the wilderness. The place is different, but the hunt goes on ...you know all about the hunt, don't you Ace?

Ace

I felt like I could run forever, like I could smell the wind and feel the grass under my feet, and just run forever.

The planet's gone, but it lives on inside you, and it always will.

Ace

[Smiles] Good.

Why? Why do you do their bidding?

It's called "responsibility"! You wouldn't understand.

Oh, I understand, alright... You're ashamed of what you are.

As Time Lords, we have power. Immense, unfettered power. We make a difference to the rest of the universe...

Precisely! We can change it -- shape it in our own image!

Or we can grant people to live as they wish.

Sorry, why are you not wearing...?

I don't do robes.

There's always one. Has to be "different"...

I am a manifestation of our consciousness, I can wear what I like.

Well. You’re obviously one of the more determined of us. Hm?

I'm sorry?

You refused to pass through. Quite the strength of character, this incarnation.

The question is, what are we going to do about it now?

Do about what?

Our predicament. This is supposed to get handed on - you can’t just ruin it for the next one.

And you were doing so well.

Um - where am I, exactly? Cos the last thing I remember, is being forced to regenerate.

That’s why we’re here. To stop you moving through any further. You’re not finished. We are not finished.

We being?

The Doctor.

Vestiges of your consciousness.

Fragments of yourself.

From the past.

Guardians of the Edge.

Why are you not...?

I don't do robes.

There's always one. Has to be different.

I am a manifestation of our consciousness. I can wear what I like.

Could we just focus on this? Whatever this is. You said Guardians of the Edge. The edge of what?

Existence.

It’s symbolic, obviously. Consciousness will do that. But this is the place you pass through, during the process of regeneration. Go past here, there’s no way back.

But time’s running out. We cannot let the Master permanently hijack our existence.

Yes. Very aware of that. But I’m thinking, in the immediate aftermath of regeneration, the body’s weak. Unstable, while it reforms.

Ah good, yes! Even more so, with a forced regeneration.

So until it’s settled, he may be vulnerable. We’d need help on the outside. But that’s easier said than done.

Unless one of us, or all of us, was very clever. I mean, that’s why you’ve manifested here, to remind me: there’s always a way. Things will work out. Right?

The funny thing is... Switzerland? Now, I know I am suffering from memory loss. But, that seems wrong to me.

What do you mean?

Well, whoever I am. I am not the person who would say "let's go to Switzerland. It just sounds wrong coming out of my mouth.

It does?

"I say. How about a trip to Vevey? Oh the Cantons are so lovely at this time of the year. I do love the cheese with the holes." It's just not very me, is it? I mean, do you believe I like that sort of thing? Vevey? Cantons? I mean, do you? I don't even know the name of this place.

What happened to you, Doctor?

I used to march around saying things like “Don’t worry, Evelyn; it’ll all work out for the best in some way I haven’t quite thought up yet!” How did that work out for us? How did that work out for Cassandra Schofield? I need to be in control.

You can’t control everything.

I can certainly try.