Sarah Jane Smith quotes from Doctor Who

Sarah Jane

This looks like it. (throws it down to the Doctor)

Ah!

Sarah Jane

What's the matter? Not enough?

Sweaty gelignite is highly unstable... One good sneeze could set it off. (puts the box on the floor gently)

Did you find any fuses?

Sarah Jane

No...(with a straight face) perhaps he sneezed.

Yes... perhaps it is time we were leaving. Don't want to be blamed for starting a fire, do we?

Sarah Jane

No!

There was enough of that in 1666.

Sarah Jane

(laughing) What?

How do I look?

Sarah Jane

(smirking) Hmm. Must have been a nasty accident!

(Annoyed) Don't provoke me.

Where are we?

[whispered] A priest hole.

In a Victorian Gothic Folly? Nonsense!

Sarah Jane

Oh, so pedantic at a time like this!

Door. Key.

Sarah Jane

As simple as that?

No, not really.

Sarah Jane

I didn't think so.

Deactivating a generator loop without the correct key is like repairing a watch with a hammer and chisel; one false move and you'll never know the time again.

Sarah Jane

Any more comforting thoughts?

No. Just let me know if it starts to get hot.

Sarah Jane

Don't worry. You'll hear me breaking the sound barrier!

Sarah

[Finding the Doctor on the floor of the lab] Doctor...!

[Opens eyes and sees Sarah not-blind for the first time] Hello, Sarah! Nice to be seen again!

Sarah

Oh, Doctor!

You thought I was dead, didn't you?

Sarah

Mmm!

You're always making that mistake.

Sarah

How many seconds in a month?

Two million, six hundred and seventy-eight thousand, four hundred-- [stops as he sees Morbius arriving]

Sarah

Short month! [sees Morbius and gasps]

An ingenious idea, Doctor, but ineffectual. Your poison affected only Solon. I have the lungs of a Birastrop.

With a methane filter. What does it feel like to be the biggest mongrel in the universe?

Solon designed this body for efficiency, not for its appearance. To be free again is all that matters!

Free to cause more havoc, more destruction?

The Time Lords will not oppose me again, nor the Sisterhood! When it is learnt that I, Morbius, have returned from the grave, my followers will rise in their millions!

You can't really go on calling yourself Morbius. There's very little of Morbius left! Why don't you think of another name? "Potpourri" would be appropriate!

Sarah

Or how about "Chop Suey"!

Chop Suey, the Galactic Emperor!

[enraged] YOU will be the first to die!

Brain getting a little overheated, is it? Careful, not as strong as it was!

My brain functions perfectly!

I doubt it, Morbius! All that time in a tank, it's gone soft! Do you dare put it to the test?

What test?

We have all the apparatus here. I challenge you to a mindbending contest.

I am a Time Lord of the first rank! What are you?!

Oh, nothing, nothing, a mere nobody! But I don't think you're in the first rank any more.

Very well, Doctor. If that is how you want to die, I accept your challenge!

There's a sporting gentleman!

Sarah

What's mindbending?

Time Lord wrestling. It's usually a game, but it can end in death-lock.

It will, Doctor! I, Morbius, do not play games!

Neither do I. Are you ready?

Sarah

Will they be able to help that man?

I don't know, Sarah. He's halfway towards becoming a Krynoid.

Sarah

Krynoid?

Yes. A progression of the pod.

Sarah

So you recognised it.

Yes, I was fairly certain when I saw the photographs. Now I'm sure.

Sarah

Well, what is a Krynoid? I mean, what does it do?

I suppose you could call it a galactic weed, except it's deadlier than any weed you know.

Sarah

In what way?

Well, on most planets, the animals eat the vegetation, hmm?

Sarah

Mmm hmm.

On planets where the Krynoid gets established, the vegetation eats the animals.

Sarah

But that's terrifying!

Yes.

Sarah

Well, how did it get through space?

An obvious question. I wish I knew the answer. Possibly their planet of origin is turbulent from time to time, any internal explosions could cause surface matter to go shooting into space.

Sarah

So what do we do about Winlett?

I'm thinking, Sarah, I'm thinking.

We're trying to trace the owner.

Isn't it [her painting] yours?

No. We found it in a car boot

A car boot?

A Daimler car boot

The car is immaterial.

Sarah

The driver wasn't. He tried to kill us.

Can you remember who bought this particular painting?

Well, nobody. I haven't finished it yet.

Sarah

No, hang about, not that one. This one, Miss Ducat.

Common snakes-head fritillary.

Oh, that one. Oh, dear me. It was a long time ago. Now what was his name? Something like face? Mace? Lace?

Sarah

Pace?

Base?

That's right. Chase! Of course. Harrison Chase the millionaire. Good lord. He never paid me!

Give the Doctor to us. Your lives will then be spared.

You better think of something quickly, hadn't you, Doctor!

Oh, Scorby, take no notice of it. I've heard that one before.

It sounds like a pretty fair deal to me! How 'bout it, Doctor? You'd lay down your life for others, wouldn't you?

Sarah

Oh, not to save your skin, not after what you did to us!

It's different!

Sarah

Why is it different?!

He'd be sacrificing himself for you, for all of us!

EXCUSE me! Would you mind if I said something?

Sarah

And you'd better listen, because nobody else knows how to fight that creature!

Hear this, humans. You have till daybreak to deliver the Doctor.

Why wait?! Why not now?!

Scorby, if I die, you die.

I'll take a chance on that--

(losing his temper) THERE IS NO CHANCE!

The sergeant's no longer with us. He's in the garden. He's part of the garden.

Sarah

That's very clever of you.

Don't humour me, Miss Smith. We're helping the plant world, the sergeant and I. In different ways, of course. I've become part of a life that I've always admired for its beauty, colours, sensitivity. I have the Krynoid to thank, as it thanks me for its opportunity to exist here on Earth. Soon the Krynoids will dominate everywhere, and your foul species will disappear.

Sarah

And you'll all flower happily ever after.

You and your kind are nothing but parasites. You're dependant upon us for the air you breathe, and the food you eat. We have only one use for you...

You humans have got such limited, little minds. I don't know why I like you so much.

Sarah

Because you have such good taste.

....That's true! That's very true!

Any being that can exist, let alone thrive, inside a nuclear pile is hardly likely to be deterred by a few primitive missiles.

But they're the most powerful missiles we have!

On your standards, perhaps. I think we should try much older weapons.

Sarah

Like?

Speech? Diplomacy?

What?

Conversation? Come on, driver, let's go!