“Gridlock” quotes from Doctor Who

When you say "last time", was that you and Rose?

Um, yeah. Yeah, it was, yeah.

[looking put out] You're taking me to the same planets that you took her?

What's wrong with that?

Nothing! Just, ever heard of the word "rebound"?

[annoyed that even with three people in the car, Brannigan and Valerie won't take him to the fast lane] So, we keep on driving.

Yes, we do.

[angrily] FOR HOW LONG?!

Till the journey's end.

[snatches up the communicator; into handset] Mrs Cassini, this is the Doctor. Tell me, how long have you been driving on the motorway?

Oh, we were amongst the first. It's been twenty-three years now.

And in all that time, have you ever seen a police car? [looks menacingly at Brannigan and Valerie as they look at him worriedly. Cassini #1 also looks worried]

[pause] IIII'm...not sure.

Look at your notes. Any police? [Brannigan and Valerie look at each other again, worriedly.]

Er...not as such.

Or an ambulance? Rescue service? Anything official? [Menacingly] Ever?

I can't keep a note of everything!

What if there's no one out there?

[seeing that the Doctor has overstepped the mark; snatches the handset out of the Doctor's hand] Stop it! The Cassinis were doing you a favour! [puts the handset back in its slot]

[darkly] Someone's got to ask, 'cause you might not talk about it, but it's there, in your eyes. What if the traffic jam never stops?

There's a whole city above us, the mighty city stayed up. New New York, they wouldn't just leave us.

[frustrated] In that case, where are they? [looks out the window, then back at Brannigan, who seems to accept defeat] Hmm? [getting darker with every sentence] What if there's no help coming, not ever? What if there's nothing? Just the motorway, and the cars, going round, and round, and round, and round, never stopping, FOREVER?!

[determined to go after Martha] I'm finding my own way. I usually do. [opens hatch with sonic screwdriver] There we go [takes off coat and tosses it to Valerie] Look after this. [looks down hatch, then up again longingly] I love that coat. Janis Joplin gave me that coat.

The Macra used to be the scourge of this galaxy. Gas - they fed off gas, the filthier the better. They built up a small empire, using humans as slaves and mining gas for food.

They don't exactly look like empire builders to me.

Well, that was billions of years ago, billions. They must have devolved down the years, now they're just beasts. But they're still hungry, and my friend's down there.

Everything has its time. You know that, old friend, better than most.

The legend says more.

Don't, there's no need for that.

It says that the Face of Boe will speak his final secret to a traveler.

Yeah, but not yet; who needs secrets, eh?

I have seen so much, perhaps too much. I am the last of my kind, as you are the last of yours, Doctor.

That's why we have to survive, both of us. Don't go.

I must. But know this, Time Lord: You are not alone. [He dies.]

He said, "last of your kind". What does that mean?

It really doesn't matter.

You don't talk. You never say! Why not?

It's the city. They're singing.

I lied to you, 'cos I liked it. I could pretend, just for a bit, I could imagine they were still alive... underneath that burnt orange sky. I'm not just a Time Lord, I'm the last of the Time Lords. The Face of Boe was wrong. There's no one else.

What happened?

There was a war. A Time War. The Last Great Time War. My people fought a race called the Daleks... for the sake of all creation. And they lost. We lost. Everyone lost. They're all gone now. My family. My friends. Even that sky. [reminiscent] Oh, you should have seen it, that old planet! The second sun would rise in the south, and the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver. When they caught the light, every morning it looked like a forest on fire. When the Autumn came, a brilliant glow through the branches...