Robin and The Doctor in “Robot of Sherwood”

So, is it true, Doctor?

Is what true?

That in the future I am forgotten as a real man. I am but a legend.

I'm afraid it is.

Hmm… Good. History is a burden. Stories can make us fly.

I'm still having a little trouble believing yours, I'm afraid.

Is it so hard to credit? That a man born into wealth and privilege should find the plight of the oppressed and weak too much to bear--

Enough.

-- until one night he is moved to steal a TARDIS? Fly among the stars, fighting the good fight? Clara told me your stories.

[irritated] She should not have told you any of that.

[amused] Well, once the story started, she could hardly stop herself. You are her hero, I think.

I'm not a hero.

Well, neither am I. But if we both keep pretending to be — ha ha — perhaps others will be heroes in our name. Perhaps we will both be stories. And may those stories never end. [they shake hands] Goodbye, Doctor, Time Lord of Gallifrey.

Goodbye, Robin Hood, Earl of Loxley.

And remember, Doctor… I'm just as real as you are.