The Day of the Doctor Quotes

[from trailer]

Eleventh Doctor: I've been running all my lives... through time and space. Every second of every minute of every day for over nine hundred years. I fought for peace in a universe at war. Now the time has come to face the choices I made in the name of the Doctor. Our future depends on one single moment of one impossible day. The day I've been running from all my life. The day of the Doctor.

Tenth Doctor: Oh, you've redecorated!

[the Eleventh Doctor smiles]

Tenth Doctor: I don't like it.

[the Eleventh Doctor looks insulted]

Eleventh Doctor: Oh? Oh, yeah. Oh, you never do!

War Doctor: Hello? Somebody there?

The Moment: It's nothing. It's just a wolf.

War Doctor: [Elizabeth I grabs and kisses her new husband, the Tenth Doctor] Is there a lot of this in the future?

Eleventh Doctor: It does start to happen, yeah.

Tenth Doctor: [pulling out a device] Ding!

Elizabeth I: What's that?

Tenth Doctor: It's a machine that goes... ding! Made it myself. Lights up in the presence of shapeshifting DNA. Also, it can microwave frozen dinners from up to 20 feet and download comics from the future. I never know when to stop.

War Doctor: The interface is hot.

The Moment: Well, I do my best.

Eleventh Doctor: Geronimo!

Tenth Doctor: Allons-y!

War Doctor: Oh, for God's sake! Gallifrey stands!

Kate Stewart: What's our cover story for this?

Osgood: Um, Derren Brown.

Kate Stewart: Again?

Osgood: Oh, we've sent him flowers.

Tenth Doctor: That is not the Queen of England! That is an alien duplicate!

Eleventh Doctor: And you can take it from him, he's really checked.

Tenth Doctor: Oh, shut up.

Eleventh Doctor: Venom sacs in the tongue.

Tenth Doctor: Seriously, stop it.

Tenth Doctor: The sonic won't work on that, it's too primitive.

Eleventh Doctor: Shall we ask for a better quality of door so we can escape?

Eleventh Doctor: [points in the War Doctor's TARDIS] Look... the round things!

Tenth Doctor: Love the round things.

Eleventh Doctor: What are the round things?

Tenth Doctor: No idea.

Eleventh Doctor: [to himself] I could be a curator. I'd be great at curating, I'd be "The Great Curator" ha-ha. I could retire and do that. I could retire and be the curator of this place.

The Curator: [behind him] You know I really think you might.

[the Doctor turns and studies the Curator curiously]

Eleventh Doctor: I never forget a face.

The Curator: I know you don't. And in years to come you might find yourself revisiting a few... but just the old favorites, eh?

[the Eleventh Doctor winks at him]

The General: I didn't know when I was well off, all twelve of them.

Androgar: No sir, all thirteen!

[the Twelfth Doctor appears in his TARDIS]

Tenth Doctor: But don't worry, I started a very long time ago!

[Numerous TARDISes approach Gallifrey]

First Doctor: Calling the War Council of Gallifrey, this is the Doctor.

Eleventh Doctor: You might say, I've been doing this all my lives.

Second Doctor: Good luck!

Third Doctor: Stand by.

First Doctor: Ready.

Fourth Doctor: Commencing calculations.

Fifth Doctor: Soon be there.

Seventh Doctor: Across the boundaries that divide one universe from another.

Sixth Doctor: Got to lock on to his coordinates.

Ninth Doctor: And for my next trick...

Eleventh Doctor: Kate Lethbridge Stewart, a word to the wise, as I'm sure your father would've told you, I don't like being picked up!

Clara: That probably sounded better in his head.

Clara: Doctor, what's going on?

Eleventh Doctor: It's a... uh... timey wimey... thing.

War Doctor: "Timey" what? "Timey wimey"?

Tenth Doctor: I-I have no idea where he picks that stuff up.

War Doctor: Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about?

Eleventh Doctor: Yes.

[Claps his hands together]

Eleventh Doctor: No.

Eleventh Doctor: I demand to be incarcerated in the tower immediately with my co-conspirators, Sand Shoes and Granddad.

War Doctor: Granddad?

Tenth Doctor: They're not sand shoes!

War Doctor: Yes, they are.

The Moment: And you're the one to save us all?

War Doctor: Yes.

The Moment: If I ever develop an ego, you've got the job.

Clara: Someday you could just walk past a fez.

Eleventh Doctor: Never gonna happen.

The Moment: Go on, ask them. Ask them what you need to know.

War Doctor: Did you ever count?

Eleventh Doctor: Count what?

War Doctor: How many children there were on Gallifrey that day.

Eleventh Doctor: [pause] I've absolutely no idea.

War Doctor: How old are you now?

Eleventh Doctor: Uh, I dunno. I lose track. 1200 and something, I think, unless I'm lying. I can't remember if I'm lying about my age, that's how old I am.

War Doctor: Four hundred years older than me, and in all that time you never even wondered how many there were? Never once counted?

Eleventh Doctor: Tell me: What would be the point?

Tenth Doctor: [enraged at the 11th Doctor] 2.47 billion!

War Doctor: You did count!

Tenth Doctor: [to the 11th Doctor] You forgot! Four hundred years, is that all it takes?

Eleventh Doctor: I moved on!

Tenth Doctor: Where? Where can you be now that you could forget something like that?

Eleventh Doctor: Spoilers.

Tenth Doctor: No, no no no, for once, I would like to know where I'm going.

Eleventh Doctor: No, you really wouldn't!

War Doctor: I don't know who you are. Either of you. I haven't got the faintest idea.

The Moment: They're you. They're what you become if you destroy Gallifrey. A man who regrets. And the man who forgets. The Moment is coming. The Moment is me. You have to decide.

The Tenth Doctor: Compensating?

The Eleventh Doctor: For what?

The Tenth Doctor: Regeneration. It's a lottery.

The Eleventh Doctor: Oh, he's cool. Isn't he cool? I'm the Doctor and I'm all cool. Oops, I'm wearing sandshoes!

Clara: Look at you, the three of you. The warrior, the hero and you...

Eleventh Doctor: And what am I?

Clara: Have you really forgotten?

Eleventh Doctor: Yes... maybe, yes.

Clara: We've got enough warriors. And any old idiot could be a hero.

Eleventh Doctor: Then, what do I do?

Clara: What you've always done. Be a Doctor!

Tenth Doctor: That's a time fissure! A tear in the fabric of reality! Anything could happen!

[a fez comes out of the hole]

Tenth Doctor: For instance... a fez?

The Moment: I'm opening windows on your future. A tangle in time through the days to come, to the man today will make of you...

[a fez comes out of the hole]

The Moment: Ok, I wasn't expecting that...

The General: The Moment is gone.

Androgar: I don't understand. What is the Moment? I've never heard of it.

The General: The galaxy eater. The final work of the ancients of Gallifrey. A weapon so powerful the operating system became sentient. According to legend, it developed a conscience.

Androgar: And we've never used it?

The General: How do you use a weapon of ultimate mass destruction when it can stand in judgement on you? There is only one man who would even try.

War Doctor: If you have been inside my head, then you know what I've seen. The suffering. Every moment in time and space is burning. It must end, and I intend to end it the only way I can.

The Moment: And you're going to use me to end it. By killing them all. Daleks and Time Lords alike. I could. But there will be consequences for you.

War Doctor: I have no desire to survive this.

The Moment: Then that's your punishment. If you do this, if you kill them all, then that's the consequence. You live.

Tenth Doctor: Do you think the real Queen of England would just decide to share her throne with any old handsome bloke in a tight suit? Just 'cause he's got amazing hair. And a nice horse.

[the horse turns into a Zygon]

Tenth Doctor: Oh... it was the horse. I'm going to be king. Run!

Eleventh Doctor: [looking at Ten] Oh, that is skinny. That is proper skinny! I've never seen it from the outside. It's like a special effect. Oi!

[grabs the fez]

Eleventh Doctor: Ha! Matchstick man!

War Doctor: [entering the TARDIS] You let this place go a bit.

Eleventh Doctor: Ah, it's his grunge phase. He grows out of it.

Zygon Kate: You would destroy London?

Kate Stewart: To save the world? Yes, I would.

Zygon Kate: You're bluffing.

Kate Stewart: You really think so? If you're copying me, then somewhere in your memories is a man called Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart. I'm his daughter.

Zygon: We only have to agree to live.

Kate Stewart: Sadly, we can only agree to die.

The Moment: You know the sound the TARDIS makes? That wheezing, groaning? That sound brings hope wherever it goes.

War Doctor: Yes. Yes, I like to think it does.

The Moment: To anyone who hears it, Doctor. Anyone. However lost. Even you.

Clara: You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was the promise?

Tenth Doctor: Never cruel or cowardly.

War Doctor: Never give up. Never give in.

War Doctor: She didn't just show me any old future, she told me exactly the future I need to see!

The Moment: Now you're getting it!

Eleventh Doctor: Eh? Who did?

War Doctor: Oh, Bad Wolf girl, I could kiss you!

The Moment: Yeah, that's gonna happen.

Tenth Doctor: Sorry, did you just say Bad Wolf?

The General: We'd be lost in another universe. Frozen in a single moment. We'd have nothing.

Eleventh Doctor: You would have hope, and right now that is exactly what you don't have!

The General: It's delusional! The calculations alone would take hundreds of years!

Eleventh Doctor: Oh, hundreds and hundreds.

Tenth Doctor: But don't worry. I started a very long time ago.

Tenth Doctor: There's always something we don't know, isn't there?

War Doctor: I should certainly hope so. Well gentlemen, it has been an honor and a privilege.

Tenth Doctor: Likewise.

Eleventh Doctor: Doctor.

[last lines]

Eleventh Doctor: Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. "Of course I dream", I tell her. "Everybody dreams". "But what do you dream about?", she'll ask. "The same thing everybody dreams about", I tell her. "I dream about where I'm going." She always laughs at that. "But you're not going anywhere, you're just wandering about." That's not true. Not anymore. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyone's. It's taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where I'm going. Where I've always been going. Home. The long way round.

The Eleventh Doctor: Reverse the polarity!

[they do so, but nothing happens]

The Eleventh Doctor: It's not working.

The Tenth Doctor: We're both reversing the polarity.

The Eleventh Doctor: Yes, I know that.

The Tenth Doctor: There's two of us, I'm reversing it, you're reversing it back again, we're CONFUSING the polarity!

The Eleventh Doctor: Kate Lethbridge Stewart, a word to the wise, as I'm sure your father would have told you. I don't like being picked up

Clara: That probably sounded better in his head

The Doctor: Good afternoon. I'm looking for the Doctor.

The Tenth Doctor: Well... you've certainly come to the right place.

The Doctor: Good! Right! Well, who are you boys? Oh, of course! Are you his companions?

The Eleventh Doctor: His companions!

The Doctor: They get younger all the time! Well, if you could point me in the general direction of the Doctor...

[10 and 11's screwdriver whirr]

The Doctor: Really?

The Eleventh Doctor: Yeah.

The Tenth Doctor: Really.

The Doctor: You're me? Both of you?

The Tenth Doctor: Yep.

The Doctor: [pointing at 11] Even that one?

The Eleventh Doctor: Yes!

The Doctor: You're my future selves?

The Tenth Doctor: [with 11th Doctor] Yes!

The Doctor: Am I having a mid-life crisis!

The Eleventh Doctor: Yes, that is witchcraft. Witchy, witchcraft. Hello? Hello in there? Excuse me. Hello, am I talking to the wicked witch of the well?

Kate Stewart: He means you.

Clara: Why am I the witch?

The Eleventh Doctor: Clara?

Clara: Hello?

The Eleventh Doctor: Clara, hi, hello. Would you mind telling these prattling mortals to get themselves begone?

Clara: What... he said.

The Eleventh Doctor: Yes, tiny bit more colour.

Clara: Right. Prattling mortals, off you pop or I'll turn you all into frogs.

The Eleventh Doctor: Oh, frogs, nice. You heard her

The Eleventh Doctor: [to the Tenth doctor and War doctor] 400 years in 4 second! We may have had our differences, which is frankly odd in the circumstances, but I tell what boys, we are incredibly clever!

[Clara opens cell door]

The Eleventh Doctor: How did you do that?

Clara: It wasn't locked

The Eleventh Doctor: Right...

Clara: Hang on, three of you in one cell, and none of you thought to try the door?

[the Curator and the 11th Doctor look at a painting]

The Curator: You were curious about this painting, I think. I acquired it in remarkable circumstances. What do you make of the title?

Eleventh Doctor: Well, which title? There's two: "No More" or "Gallifrey Falls".

The Curator: No. You see, that's where everybody's wrong. It's all ONE title: "Gallifrey Falls No More". Now... what would you think that means, eh?

Eleventh Doctor: ...That Gallifrey didn't fall. It worked! It's still out there!

The Curator: I'm only a humble curator. I'm sure I wouldn't know.

[moves off]

Eleventh Doctor: Then where is it?

The Curator: [comes back] Where is it indeed?

Eleventh Doctor: Yes!

The Curator: Lost! Shhh!... Perhaps. Things do get lost, you know. And now you must excuse me. Ohhh... you have a lot to do.

Eleventh Doctor: Do I? Is that what I'm supposed to do now, go looking for Gallifrey?

The Curator: Well, that's entirely up to you. Your choice, eh? I can only tell you what I would do. If I were you...

[laughs]

The Curator: "If I were you..." Perhaps I was you, of course. Or, perhaps you are ME.

[both laugh, and the Curator shakes the Doctor's hand]

The Curator: Congratulations.

Eleventh Doctor: Thank you very much.

The Curator: Or, perhaps, it doesn't matter, either way. Who knows? WHO knows?

The Moment: How many children on Gallifrey right now?

War Doctor: ...don't know.

The Moment: One day, you will count them. One terrible night.

War Doctor: [to his counterparts] Go back! Go back to your lives. Go and be the Doctor I could never be. Make it worthwhile.

Tenth Doctor: All those years, burying you in my memory.

Eleventh Doctor: Pretending you didn't exist, keeping you a secret even from myself.

Tenth Doctor: Pretending you weren't the Doctor, when you were the Doctor more than anybody else.

Eleventh Doctor: Because you were the Doctor on the day it wasn't possible to get it right!

Eleventh Doctor: What we do today is not out of fear or hatred, it is done because there is no other way.

Tenth Doctor: And it is done in the name of many lives we are failing to save.

War Doctor: There's still a billion billion Daleks up there attacking us!

Eleventh Doctor: Yes, there is! There is!

Tenth Doctor: But there's something those billion billion Daleks don't know!

Eleventh Doctor: 'Cause if they did they'd probably send for reinforcements!

Clara: What? What don't they know?

Eleventh Doctor: This time... there's THREE of us!

Tenth Doctor: General, we have a plan.

Eleventh Doctor: We should point out at this moment it is a fairly terrible plan, and almost certainly won't work.

Tenth Doctor: I was happy with 'fairly terrible'.

Eleventh Doctor: Sorry, just thinking out loud.

War Doctor: Don't sit on that!

The Moment: Why not?

War Doctor: Because it's not a chair, it's the most dangerous weapon in the universe.

The Moment: Why can't it be both?

Eleventh Doctor: Now, I want this stone dust analyzed. And I want a report, in triplicate, with lots of graphs and diagrams and complicated sums, on my desk, tomorrow morning, ASAP, pronto, LOL. See? Job. Do I have a desk?

Kate Stewart: No.

Eleventh Doctor: And I want a desk.

Daleks: [sees the words "No More" on the wall] What are these words?

[to a soldier]

Daleks: Explain. Explain.

[the soldier shoots the Dalek in reply]

Tenth Doctor: I don't want to go.

[he departs in his tardis]

Eleventh Doctor: He always says that.

War Doctor: We don't need to land.

Tenth Doctor: Yeah we do. Tiny bit.