Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed? Left-handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor or a liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I've certainly got a gob. Sycorax Leader: I demand to know who you are! The Doctor: I DON'T KNOOOW! See, that's the thing. Sycorax Leader: Who exactly are you? The Doctor: Well, that's the question. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger. The Doctor: Aw, I wanted to be ginger! I've never been ginger! And you, Rose Tyler! Fat lot of good you were! You gave up on me! Oh, that's rude. The Doctor: Good different or bad different? Rose: Just.different. Major Blake: How far off is the ship? Alex: About five hours. Translating an alien language is going to take time. Harriet Jones: You can tell the President, and please use these exact words: "he's not my boss, and he's certainly not turning this into a war". The President is insisting that he takes control of the situation. Major Blake: I'm getting demands from Washington, ma'am. Harriet Jones: How fast? Sally Jacobs: Very fast. Harriet Jones: Moving in which direction? Sally Jacobs: Towards us. We think the ship was in flight when they just came across the probe. Daniel Llewellyn: But-but if they're not from the surface, then.they might not be from Mars itself. Major Blake: In other words, they've got a ship and the probe is on board. Guinevere One was broadcasting from a point five thousand miles above the planet. Sally Jacobs: The transmission didn't come from the surface of Mars. Harriet Jones: I'm with you! Major Blake: Miss Jacobs can explain.
Harriet Jones: There's an Act of Parliament banning my autobiography. Daniel Llewellyn: You seem to be talking about aliens as a matter of fact. At least, not one we've encountered before. And this seems to be a new species of alien. Harriet Jones: But no, the transmission was genuine. I don't suppose anyone's offered you a coffee? Daniel Llewellyn: U-Uh, no. Daniel Llewellyn: I-I don't suppose there's any chance it was a hoax? Harriet Jones: That would be nice, then we could all go home. Harriet Jones: Alex is my right-hand man. Had students hijacking the signal, that sort of thing. Responder: Yes, I know who you are.ĭaniel Llewellyn: Suppose I've ruined your Christmas? Harriet Jones: Never off duty. nothing will ever be the same again! The Christmas Invasion (25 December 2005) Harriet Jones: Harriet Jones, Prime Minister. We could find new worlds, terrifying monsters, impossible things. Outside those doors, we might see anything.
#ONE MAY TOLERATE A WORLD OF DEMONS FOR THE SAKE OF AN ANGEL SERIES#
Series 2 Trailer The Doctor: Think you've seen it all? Think again. No! Christmas! Turkey! Although, having met your mother, nutloaf would be more appropriate. Fish and chips, sausage and mash, beans on toast. Between my shoulder blades, there's a mole. Sideburns! I've got sideburns!! Or really bad skin. Let's see: two legs, two arms, two hands. So where was I? Oh, that's right: Barcelona! Series 2 Children in Need Special (18 November 2005) The Doctor: Now, then. I'm so sorry." "Oh, yes!" "What? What? WHAT?!" "Run!" "Molto bene!" Series 1 The Parting of the Ways (18 June 2005) The Doctor : Hello! Oka- New teeth.
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