No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister.

Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! You hit me with a cricket bat. They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.

No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why. Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm - and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

Did I mention we have comfy chairs?

You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!

1. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don’t always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
2. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks!
3. I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me!

Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish.

Insistently Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I’m a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish. Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff.

• I’m the Doctor, I’m worse than everyone’s aunt. catches himself And that is not how I’m introducing myself.
• They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens!
• Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there’s an escaped fish.

I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don’t lie to me! I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.

Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I’ve always known him: Jeff. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! Did I mention we have comfy chairs? Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm - and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’! I’m the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don’t know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don’t know why.

Saving the world with meals on wheels. It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.

No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm - and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

Saving the world with meals on wheels. Did I mention we have comfy chairs? You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!

Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! No, I’ll fix it. I’m good at fixing rot. Call me the Rotmeister. No, I’m the Doctor. Don’t call me the Rotmeister. Annihilate? No. No violence. I won’t stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I’m the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm - and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn’t you?

Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. Saving the world with meals on wheels. They’re not aliens, they’re Earth…liens! You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! It’s art! A statement on modern society, ‘Oh Ain’t Modern Society Awful?’!

All I’ve got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? Saving the world with meals on wheels. You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better?

You’ve swallowed a planet! No… It’s a thing; it’s like a plan, but with more greatness. You know when grown-ups tell you ‘everything’s going to be fine’ and you think they’re probably lying to make you feel better?

It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! I’m nobody’s taxi service; I’m not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.