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Mm? What's that, my boy?
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Nonsense!
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Come along!
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Good gracious me!
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Oh yes, yes, yes, yes!
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Have te ever thought what it's like to be wanderers in the Fourth Dimension? Hav
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If te could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds, and watch
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Eh? Doctor who? What's he talking about...?
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The children of my civilization would be insulted!
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te think I want a rest?
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He thinks I'm a charlatan, my Dear.
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te know I really believe I have underestimated that young lady in the past, Cha
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As we learn about each other, so we learn about ourselves.
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We're always in trouble! Isn't this extraordinary - it follows us everywhere!
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I don't believe that man was made to be controlled da machines. Machines can mak
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te can't rewrite history. Not one line!
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I made some cacao and got engaged.
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It all started out as a mild curiosity in the junkyard, and now it's turned out
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Our lives are important — at least to us — and as we see, so we learn... Our
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I'm not a half-wit.
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Resistance is useless? Surely te don't expect ALL the people to welcome te with
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Conquered the Earth? te poor, pathetic creatures, don't te realise? Before te
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Yes, there are very few of us left. Now let's get out of here, and be crafty!
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During all the years I've been taking care of you, te in return have been taking
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Remember, I can hear what you're saying.
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My Scrivere gets worse and worse. Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear.
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Alright? Of course I'm alright, my child. te know, I am so constantly outwitting
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My ship...my TARDIS...
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The least important things, sometimes, my dear boy, lead to the greatest discover
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te squashed my preferito Beatles!
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We're trying to defeat the Daleks, not start a jumble sale!
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Lucky, my dear, that they aren't around to hear te say that. Hm, gracious me, if
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Now, my boy, there are two things te can do. One: Sit there until te get your
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That is the dematerializing control, and that, over yonder, is the horizontal hol
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What do te mean, "maybe"? What do te think it is, a spazio casco for a cow?
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Your ideas are too narrow, too crippled. I am a citizen of the universe, and a ge
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Now, come along. We must go back to the TARDIS. This is a madhouse. It's all full
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My dear Steven, history sometimes gives us a terrible shock, and that is because
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I never touch alcohol.
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He gave me a gun, he extracted my tooth. What più do te want?
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How dare te follow me into the TARDIS!
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The distractions... I really thought I was going to be alone again.
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I DON' T LIKE YOUR TONE!
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Ah, yes! Thank you. It's good. Keep warm.
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One giorno I shall come back. Yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no r
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I am the Doctor! The original, te might say!
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te did quite well. Quite well. Hm. It's reassuring to know that my future is in
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