Doctor who quotes (#Wattys2015)

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Dark Water
Danny answering his phone: Clara!
Clara: Shut up.
Danny: Is that how we communicate now?
Clara: Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. I need to talk to you.
Danny: All right, well I'll be there in a couple of minutes so-
Clara: No, no, not while you're in the room.
Danny: Oh. Stupid me. The very idea.
Clara: Shut up!
Danny: Okay.
Clara: Stay shut up.
Danny: Okay.
Clara: Things to say. Not all of them good.
Danny: Well wouldn't it be better if I was actually there?
Clara: Oh Danny everything is better when you're here but maybe... maybe not this. Okay. Um. Before all of that-before all of the stuff that I did wrong... I love you.
Danny: I love you.
Clara: No. Not like that. Not like it's automatic. Not like it's how you end the phone call-the sign off, the pat on the back.
Danny: Clara-
Clara: Danny I will never say those words to anybody again. Not to anybody else. Ever. Those words from me are yours now. {silence} So, um... that's the thing. Okay, um. {silence} Danny, There's more. But that's the headline. Okay, Danny please speak to me. This is, this is killing me. {silence} Danny, I love you. And you're the last person who's ever gonna hear me say that.
Woman (Joan Blackham): Hello? Hello? Is, is someone there?
Clara: Hello? Uh... yeah. Who's this?
Woman: I just picked up the phone. I'm so sorry, I just found it.
Clara: Oh. Um, okay. Uh. Can you please just put me back on the phone to, ah, Danny. I was talking to Danny.
Woman: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!
Clara: Okay, um, what are you sorry about? Could you please just pass the phone back to  Danny.
Woman: He was crossing the road. I found the phone. It must've just got thrown. The car, it just, it just came out of nowhere. I'm so sorry.

Clara: It wasn't terrible.
Gran: Clara?
Clara: It was boring.
Gran: Boring?
Clara: It was ordinary. People just kept walking with their iPods and their shopping bags. He was alive and then he was dead and it was nothing. Like stepping off a bus.
Gran: He deserved better. And so did you.
Clara: I don't deserve anything. Nobody deserves anything. But I am owed... better. I am owed.
Gran: Who owes you?
The Doctor finally answering the phone: Clara! Clara?

Clara: You told me once what it would take to destroy a TARDIS key. That's what's so good about lava. All seven. From all of your hiding places.
The Doctor: Clara, what are you doing? Don't be very careful with that. Those are very very- {she throws one in}
Clara: Do I have your attention?
The Doctor: Yes.
Clara: Good.
The Doctor: No. Not good, Clara.
Clara: Danny Pink.
The Doctor: Yes?
Clara: Is dead.
The Doctor: And?
Clara: Seriously?
The Doctor: And?
Clara: And fix it. Change it. Change what happened. Save him. Bring him back.
The Doctor: No. {she throws in another}
Clara: Five left. Every time you say no to me I will throw another key down there. Do we understand each other?
The Doctor: Well. I understand you, let's not get carried away.
Clara: Time can be rewritten.
The Doctor: With precision. With great care. Not today! But you know that of course. Otherwise you wouldn't be threatening me.
Clara: Did you just say no?
The Doctor: If I change the events that brought you here, you will never come here and ask me to change those events! Paradox loop. The timeline disintegrates. Your timeline. And yes!
Clara: Yes?
The Doctor: Yes. I did just say no. Throw away the key.
Clara: I have seen you change time. I have seen you break any rule you want.
The Doctor: I know when I can, I know when I can't. Throw the key.
Clara: I know what you're doing. You're trying to take control.
The Doctor: I am in control. Throw away the key. Do as you are told!
Clara: No!
The Doctor: Well either you do as you're told or stop threatening! There really isn't a third option here.
Clara: Do you know what, Doctor? When it comes to taking control, you really are out of your depth. {four keys go} One last chance. And I don't care about the rules, I don't give a damn about paradoxes. Save Danny-bring him back-or I swear... you will never step inside your TARDIS again.
The Doctor: No.
Clara: Do as you are told.
The Doctor: No!
Clara: Say it again so I know you mean it.
The Doctor: No!
Clara: I'm not kidding, Doctor-
The Doctor: Neither am I!
Clara: I will do it!
The Doctor: No no, my Clara. I don't think you will! {the last key goes}
Clara  breaking down: I would say I'm sorry, but I'd do it again. I'd do it again. Well what are you doing? Why are you just standing there? Do you understand what I have just done?
The Doctor: Look in your hand.
Clara: There's nothing in my hand.
The Doctor: Clara, look in your hand-
Clara: The keys, they're gone. They're down there, they're gone. There's nothing-
The Doctor: Clara, Clara, look in your hand.
Clara: There's nothing in my hand.
The Doctor: Yes, yes there is. Look. {she sees the patch} Did you seriously think that that was going to work on me? They're not sleep patches. They induce a dream state. Makes you very suggestible.

Clara: Are you forgetting why we're here?
The Doctor: We're here to get your boyfriend back from the dead. So buck up and give me some attitude

The Doctor: Is it difficult?
Clara: Is what difficult?
The Doctor: Reading all those words back to front. Come on. We've come a long way.
Missy (Michelle Gomez): Hello. I hope you're well. How may I assist you with your death?
The Doctor: Well there is, ah, mo immediate hurry. We're just, ah, you, we're just...
Clara: Browsing.
The Doctor: Yeah. Yeah, browsing.
Missy: Please. Take all the time you need. At 3W you always have the rest of your life.
The Doctor: Oh good. That's good to know, Clara, isn't it?
Clara: Yeah. Great.
The Doctor: Exactly what is 3W?
Missy: Apologies. Clearly you have not received the official 3W greetings package.
The Doctor: Well, you know, it's just an unexpected- {Missy grabs him and kisses him}

The Doctor: Who are you?
Missy: I am Missy.
The Doctor: Missy?
Missy: Mobile Intelligent Systems Interface. I am a multifunction interactive welcome droid. Helping you to help me help you.
The Doctor: You're very, ah, realistic.
Clara: Tongues?
The Doctor: Shut up.

The Doctor: How did you get ahold of Time Lord technology? Who are you?
Missy: You know who I am. I told you. You felt it. Surely you did.
The Doctor: Two hearts.
Missy: And both of them yours.
The Doctor: You're a Time Lord.
Missy: Time Lady, please. I'm... old-fashioned.
The Doctor: Which Time Lady?
Missy: The one you abandoned, Doctor. The one you left for dead. Didn't you ever think I'd find my way back?

Missy: You know the key strategic weakness of the human race? The dead outnumber the living.
The Doctor: Who are you?
Missy: Oh you know who I am. I'm Missy.
The Doctor: Who's Missy?
Missy: Please. Try to keep up. Short for "Mistress." Well... couldn't very well keep calling myself the master, now could I?