Kathy Nightingale: What's Good About Sad? Sally

The Doctor: Oh, Now What's This, Then? I Love This. A Big, Flashy-lighty Thing. That's What Brought Me Here. Big, Flashy-lighty Things Have Got Me Written All Over Them. Not Actually, But Give Me Time... And A Crayon.

[the Doctor, Capt. Jack And Rose Are Cornered By The Empty Children.] The Doctor: Go To Your Room! Go To Your Room! I Mean It. I'm Very, Very Angry With You. I'm Very, Very Cross! Go! To! Your! Room! [the Children Lurch Away And Obey Him.] I'm Really Glad That Worked. Those Would Have Been Terrible Last Words.

I Don't Know. I Can't Tell The Future I Just Work There.

Rule 1: The Doctor Lies.

You Want Weapons? We're In A Library! Books! The Best Weapons In The World!