Doctor Who quotes

Well, we've come this far, there's no turning back.

Oh, come on! Did you have to? "No turning back", that's almost as bad as "Nothing could possibly go wrong", or "This is gonna be the best Christmas Walford's ever had!"

[frustrated] Have you finished?

Yeah. Finished.

This is the darkness. This is my domain. You little things that live in the light, clinging to your feeble suns, which die in the end. Only the darkness remains.

If you are "the Beast", then answer me this - which one? Hmm? 'Cause the the universe has been busy since you've been gone. There's more religions than there are planets in the sky! The Arkiphets, Quoldonity, Christianity, Pash Pash, New Judaism, San Klah, Church of the Tin Vagabond - which Devil are you?

All of them.

What, then you're the truth behind the myth?

This one knows me, as I know him. The killer of his own kind.

You want voices in the dark? Then listen to mine! That thing is playing on very basic fears. Darkness, childhood, nightmares, all that stuff.

But that's how the devil works!

Or a good psychologist.

You get representations of the horned beast right across the Universe. In the myths and legends of a million worlds: Earth, Draconia, Vel Consadine, Dæmos, the Kaled god of war. It's the same image, over and over again. Maybe that idea came from somewhere, bleeding through, a thought at the back of every sentient mind.

Emanating from here?

Could be.

But if this is the original, does that make it real? Does that make it the actual Devil?

Well, if that's what you want to believe. Maybe that's what the Devil is in the end: an idea.

[about Rose] I've seen fake gods and bad gods and demigods and would-be gods; out of all that, out of that whole pantheon, if I believe in one thing... just one thing... I believe in her.

[possessed by the Beast for the last time] I AM THE RAGE AND THE BILE AND THE FEROCITY! I AM THE PRINCE AND THE FOOL AND THE AGONY! I AM THE SIN AND THE FEAR AND THE DARKNESS! [opens his mouth and breathes fire]

What is he?! What the HELL is he?!

I SHALL NEVER DIE! THE THOUGHT OF ME IS FOREVER; IN THE BLEEDING HEARTS OF MEN, IN THEIR VANITY AND OBSESSION AND LUST! NOTHING SHALL EVER DESTROY ME! NOTHING!

[aiming a yellow-stripped Boltgun] Go to Hell. [Rose fires at the ship viewscreen, causing it to suck Toby (and the Beast) out of the ship and into the black hole]

But Doctor, what did you find down there? That creature, what was it?

I don't know. Never did decipher that writing. But that's good! Day I know everything? Might as well stop.

What do you think it was, really?

I think... we beat it. That's good enough for me.

Now when it comes to the Doctor's companion, the Torchwood files are strangely lacking. It seems the evidence has been corrupted. Something called "Bad Wolf" virus. At least we've got these photographs. They're first hand evidence. Elton?

It was a London accent, definitely. She's from London.

So we hit the streets. We get out there, we take the photographs. Someone's got to know who she is, somewhere.

Yes, but London's a big place. I mean, I should know, my own daughter's out there--

Bridget, don't make this personal. I don't like to be touched, literally or metaphorically, thank you very much. I haven't got the time. Bleeding hearts outside!

[voice-over] I'd been trained for this. Victor Kennedy's classes covered basic surveillance and espionage. Step one: engage your target. Find some excuse to start a conversation. But how was I gonna do this? How?

Excuse me love, you couldn’t give us a quid for two fifties, could you?

Yeah... Just a... ah, da-da!

Oh lovely! Cheers.

[voice-over] Step two: without provoking suspicion, get on first name terms with the target.

My name's Jackie. By the way.

I'm Elton.

Ah, you don’t meet many Eltons, do you? Apart from the obvious!

[voice-over] Step three: ingratiate yourself with a joke or some humourous device.

I tell you what, Elton. Here we are, complete strangers, and I’m flashing you me' knickers!

[voice-over] Step four: find some subtle way to integrate yourself into the target’s household.

Mind you, I’m only down here because my washing machine’s knackered. I don’t suppose you’re any good at fixing things, are you?

[Upon appearing from the TARDIS. To Elton.] Someone wants a word with you.

[angrily] You upset my mum!

[glances at the Abzorbaloff] Great big absorbing creature from outer space, and you're having a go at me?

No one upsets my mum.

Is it me, or is he a bit... Slitheen?

Not from Raxacoricofallapatorius, are you?

No! I'm not! They're swine! I spit on them! I was born on their twin planet.

Really? What's the twin planet of Raxacoricofallapatorius?

Clom.

[taken aback] Clom?

Clom, yes. And I'll return there victorious, once I possess your travelling machine.

Well, that's never going to happen.

Oh, it will! You'll surrender yourself to me, Doctor, [points at Elton] or this one dies. See, I've read about you, Doctor. I've studied you. So passionate, so sweet - you wouldn't let an innocent man die! And I'll absorb him unless you give yourself to me!

Sweet? Maybe. Passionate? I suppose. But don't ever mistake that for nice.

[Kneeling on the grass with his hand out, in spaced-out voice] Mmmm... tickles...

[To the Doctor, who is crouched on his lawn] What's your game?

[Turning round quickly] Snakes and Ladders? Quite good at... squash? I'm being facetious, I... There's no call for it.

[Backing away] I'm a... I'm a police officer, that's what I am! I've got a badge, and a police car, and I can prove it! I've got—[shows psychic paper]

We've had plenty of coppers poking around here, and you don't look or sound like any of them.

[indicating Rose] See? Look, I've got a colleague. Lewis.

Well, she looks less like a copper than you do.

Trainee. New recruit. It was either that or hairdressing.

You just took a council axe from a council van, and now you're digging up a council road! I'm reporting you to the council!