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Madame Vastra: Is it choking?
Jenny: There seems to be something lodged in its throat.
Inspector Gregson: Well, how could it time-travel?
Madame Vastra: I don't know. Perhaps it was something it ate.
[dinosaur spits out the Tardis]
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The Doctor: [disoriented] Oh you remember, uh...
[points to a disheveled Clara stumbling out of the Tardis]
The Doctor: Thingy. The, uh... The not... The not-me one. The asking-questions one. Names, not my area.
Clara: Clara!
The Doctor: It might be Clara, it might not be. It's a lottery.
Clara: It is Clara!
The Doctor: Well, I'm not ruling it out.
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The Doctor: [in a Scottish accent] Why do you keep talking like that? What's gone wrong with your accent?
Jenny: [in her normal English accent] Nothing's wrong with her accent.
The Doctor: You sound the same, it's spreading. You all sound all English, now you've all developed a fault!
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Madame Vastra: Jenny and I are married, yet, for appearances' sake, we maintain a pretense in public that she is my maid.
Jenny: Doesn't exactly explain why I'm pouring tea for you in private.
Madame Vastra: Hush, now.
Jenny: Good pretense, isn't it?
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The Doctor: [to carriage driver] Halt! Sorry, I'm going to have to relieve you of your pet.
Cabbie: You're what?
The Doctor: Sorry, I was talking to the horse.
[frees horse from reins]
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The Doctor: What do you all have for brains? Pudding?
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The Doctor: [looking in a mirror] Why did I chose this face?
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The Doctor: [points to his eyebrows] Look at the eyebrows! These are attack eyebrows. You could take bottle tops off with these!
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The Doctor: [holding menu] Ah, no sausages. And there's no pictures, either. Do you have a children's menu? Any specials?
Waiter: [scanning The Doctor] Liver.
The Doctor: I don't like liver.
Waiter: Spleen. Brain stem. Eyes.
Clara: Hmm... Is there a lot of demand for those?
The Doctor: I don't think that's what's on the menu. I think we are the menu.
Waiter: [scanning Clara] Lungs. Skin.
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The Doctor: This is your power source and feeble though it is, I can use it to blow this whole room if I see one thing that I don't like. And that includes karaoke and mime, so take no chances.
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The Doctor: I hate being wrong in public, everybody forget that happened.
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The Doctor: You are a broom. Question, you take a broom, you replace the handle, and then later you replace the brush. And you do that over and over again. Is it still the same broom?
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The Doctor: [holds a silver plate up so both The Doctor and the half-faced man can see themselves] You probably can't even remember where you got that face from.
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Half-Face Man: Self-destruction is against my basic programming.
The Doctor: Murder is against mine!
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The Doctor: You realize, of course, one of us is lying about our basic programming?
Half-Face Man: Yes.
The Doctor: And I think we both know who that is.
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Missy: He can be very mean sometimes. Except to me, of course. Because he loves me so much. I do like his new accent, though. I think I might keep it.
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[last lines]
Missy: Welcome to Heaven!
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The Doctor: So who is it?
The Doctor: [the previous incarnation of The Doctor speaks through Clara's phone] Is that The Doctor?
The Doctor: Is that The Doctor?
Clara: Yes.
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Clara: Marcus Aurelius, Roman Emperor, last of the Five Good and stoic philosopher.
Madame Vastra: Superlative bass guitarist. The Doctor really knows how to put a band together.
Clara: And the only pin-up I ever had on my wall when I was 15, only one I ever had.
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Madame Vastra: I wear a veil to keep from view what many are pleased to call my disfigurement. I do not wear it as a courtesy to such people, but as a judgement on the quality of their hearts.
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Jenny: We've got the Paternoster Irregulars out in force. If anyone can find him, they can. Meanwhile, Madam Vastra is slightly occupied by the Conk-Singleton forgery case and is having the Camberwell child-poisoner for dinner.
Clara: For dinner?
Jenny: After she's finished interrogating him. Probably best to stay out of the larder. It'll get a bit noisy in there later.
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The Doctor: I need clothes, that's what I need. And a big, long scarf. No, no, move on from that, it looked stupid.
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Clara: You've redecorated.
The Doctor: Yes.
Clara: I don't like it.
The Doctor: Not entirely convinced myself. I think there should be more round things on the walls. I used to have lots of round things. I wonder where I put them?
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The Doctor: It's simply misunderstandable to me. I don't know what it is. Who invented this room?
Clara: Doctor, please, you have to lie down.
The Doctor: It doesn't make any sense. Look, it's only got a bed in it. Why is there only a bed in it?
Clara: Because it's a bedroom, it's for sleeping in.
The Doctor: Okay, what do you do when you're awake?
Jenny: You leave the room.
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The Doctor: [points to his reflection] And don't look in that mirror, it's absolutely furious.
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The Doctor: It's good I'm Scottish. I'm Scottish. I am... Scottish. I can complain about things, I can really complain about things now.
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Clara: [trying to reach the sonic screwdriver with her feet] I think I can just about reach it.
The Doctor: It's at times like this I miss Amy.
Clara: Who?
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The Doctor: Hello? Hello, are you the manager? I demand to speak to the manager!
Clara: This is not a real restaurant, is it?
The Doctor: Well, it's more a sort of an automated organ collection station for the unwary diner. Sweeney Todd without the pies.
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The Doctor: This is more important than your egomania!
Clara: Nothing is more important than my egomania!
The Doctor: You actually said that!
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Half-Face Man: Where is another one?
Clara: I don't know, but I know where he would be, where he will always be. If The Doctor is still The Doctor, he will at my back.
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Inspector Gregson: Well... It just laid an egg.
Madame Vastra: It dropped a blue box marked police out of its mouth, your grasp on biology troubles me.
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Clara: Hello? Hello?
The Doctor: [off screen, on the phone] It's me.
Clara: Yes, it's you. Who's this?
The Doctor: [off screen, on the phone] It's me, Clara. The Doctor.
Clara: What do you mean, the Doctor?
The Doctor: [standing outside the TARDIS, in Trenzalore] I'm phoning you from Trenzalore.
Clara: I don't...
The Doctor: From before I changed. I mean it's all still to happen for me. It's coming. Oh, it's a-coming. Not long now. I can feel it.
Clara: Why? Why would you do this?
The Doctor: Because I think it's going to be a whopper, and I think you might be scared. And however scared you are, Clara, the man you are with right now, the man I hope you are with, believe me, he is more scared than anything you can imagine right now and he, he needs you.
The Doctor: So who is it?
The Doctor: Is that the Doctor?
The Doctor: Is that the Doctor?
Clara: Yes.
The Doctor: He sounds old. Please tell me I didn't get old. Anything but old. I was young. Oh, is he grey?
Clara: Yes.
The Doctor: Clara, please, hey, for me, help him. Go on. And don't be afraid. Goodbye, Clara. Miss ya.
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The Doctor: Well?
Clara: Well what?
The Doctor: He asked you a question. Will you help me?
Clara: You shouldn't have been listening.
The Doctor: I wasn't. I didn't need to. That was me talking. You can't see me, can you? You look at me, and you can't see me. Have you any idea what that's like? I'm not on the phone, I'm right here, standing in front of you. Please, just, just see me.
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The Doctor: I'm the Doctor. I've lived for over two thousand years, and not all of them were good. I've made many mistakes, and it's about time that I did something about that. Clara, I'm not your boyfriend.
Clara: I never thought you were.
The Doctor: I never said it was your mistake.
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The Doctor: [Running across the rooftops, trying to get the dinosaur's attention] Oi! Big sexy woman! Oi!
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Alf: It's not real, of course.
Elsie: What is it, then?
Alf: The government.
Elsie: The government?
Alf: Yeah, up to their usual tricks.
Elsie: It's a dinosaur, Alf. A real dinosaur.
Alf: I wouldn't put it past them.
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Madame Vastra: I wear a veil to keep from view what many are pleased to call my disfigurement. I do not wear it as a courtesy to such people, but as a judgment on the quality of their hearts.
Clara: Are you judging me?
Madame Vastra: The Doctor regenerated in your presence. The young man disappeared, the veil lifted. He trusted you. Are you judging him?
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Half-Face Man: The restaurant is closed.
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The Doctor: [to Half-face Man] You're out of your depth, sir. Never try and control a control freak.
Clara: I am not a control freak!
The Doctor: Yes Ma'am.
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