The Eleventh Doctor and Curator in “The Day of the Doctor”

I could be a curator. I'd be great at curating. I'd be...the Great Curator! [laughs softly] I could retire and do that. I could retire and be the curator of this place.

[from behind] You know, I really think you might. [The Eleventh Doctor turns and is stunned to see the Curator, who looks and sounds a lot like an elderly Fourth Doctor]

I never forget a face.

I know you don't. And in years to come, you might might find yourself...revisiting a few. But just...the old favorites, eh? You were curious about this painting, I think. I acquired it in remarkable circumstances. What do you make of the title?

Well, which title? There's two: "No More"...or "Gallifrey Falls".

No, you see, that's where everybody's wrong. It's all one title: "Gallifrey Falls No More". Now...what would you think that means, eh?

That Gallifrey didn't fall. It worked! It's still out there!

I'm only a humble curator. I'm sure I wouldn't know.

Then where is it?

Where is it, indeed?

[whispering] Yes.

Lost, shh! Perhaps. Things do get lost, you know. And now you must excuse me. Ohhh...you have a lot to do.

Do I? Is that what I'm supposed to do now, go looking for Gallifrey?

Well, that's entirely up to you. Your choice, eh? I can only tell you what I would do. If I were you... [laughs softly] "If I were you..." [laughs some more] Perhaps I was you, of course. [they both laugh softly] Or, perhaps you are me. [both laugh again as the Curator shakes the Doctor's hand] Congratulations.

Thank you very much.

Or, perhaps, it doesn't matter, either way. Who knows? "Who..." [taps his nose] "knows"?