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Funny Doctor Who quotes!
wikiquote taking it from a Dr Who episode. said:
[A troop of Roman soldiers have arrived. Inexplicably, they include Rory, who died several episodes ago. Due to her altered memories, Amy neither recognises him nor wonders why this has happened. Due to sheer absent-mindedness, neither does the Doctor - at first.]
The Doctor: Romans, good, I was just wishing for Romans. How many?
[Rory is about to say something but stops.]
Rory: Fifty men up top, volunteers.
The Doctor: Fifty? You're not exactly a legion, are you?
Rory: Your friend was very persuasive, but it's a tough sell.
The Doctor: Yes, I know that, Rory, I'm not exactly one to miss the obvious but we need everything we can get.
[Rory tries to say something but the Doctor interrupts.]
The Doctor: Ok, Cyber weapons. This was basically a sentry box. The headless wonder here [Gestures to Cyberman] was a sentry. Probably got himself duffed up by the locals. Never underestimate a Celt.
Rory: Doctor -
The Doctor: Hush Rory, thinking. Why leave a Cyberman on guard? Unless its a Cyber thing in the Box, but why would they lock up one of their own? Ok, not a Cyber thing but what? What? Missing something obvious here, Rory, something big, something right slap in front of me! [Staring at Rory right in the face] I can feel it!
Rory: [with understated irony] Yeah, I think you probably are.
The Doctor: I'll get it in a minute.
[The Doctor walks away out of shot, leaving Rory speechless. Beat. Still out of shot, the Doctor drops the weapons, very loudly, in an evident double take. He walks back slowly, staring at Rory. He pokes Rory in the shoulder, causing him to lean back a bit.]
The Doctor: [beat] Hello again.
Rory: ...Hello.
The Doctor: How've you been?
Rory: Good, yeah, good. I mean, Roman.
The Doctor: [beat] ... Rory, I'm not trying to be rude... but you died.
Rory: Yeah, I know, I was there.
The Doctor: You died, and then you were erased from time. You didn't just die, you were never born at all. You never existed!
Rory: Erased? What does that mean?
The Doctor: [Gestures] How can you be here?
Rory: Ah, I don't know. It's kind of fuzzy.
The Doctor: Fuzzy?
Rory: Well, I died, and turned into a Roman. It's very distracting.

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River Song: I have questions, but number one is this: What in the name of sanity have you got on your head?
The Doctor: It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezzes are cool.
[Amy takes the fez and throws it in the air, and River blasts it into smithereens.]

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Dalek: You will be exterminated!
River Song: Not yet... Your systems are still restoring, which means your shield density is compromised. One alpha-meson burst through your eyestalk would kill you stone dead.
Dalek: Records indicate you will show mercy. You are an associate of the Doctor.
River Song: I'm River Song. Check your records again. [aims for the eye-stalk]
Dalek: [uneasily] ... Mercy?
River Song: [menacingly sweet] Say it again.
Dalek: Mercy!
River Song: One more time.
Dalek: Mercy!!!
[Cut to River rejoining Amy and Rory]
Amy: What happened to the Dalek?
River: [coldly] It died.

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The Doctor: Right, so what are we gonna do? Eat crisps and talk about girls? I've never done that, but I bet it's easy. Girls, yeah? [gestures excitedly]
Young Kazran: Are you really a babysitter?
The Doctor: I think you'll find that I'm universally recognized as a mature and responsible adult. [shows him the psychic paper]
Young Kazran: ...It's just a lot of wavy lines.
The Doctor: [looks at the paper] ...Yeah, it shorted out. Finally, a lie too big. Okay, no, not really a babysitter, but this Christmas Eve, you don't want a real one. You want me.
Young Kazran: Why? What's so special about you?
The Doctor: Have you ever seen Mary Poppins?
Young Kazran: No.
The Doctor: Good, because that comparison would have been rubbish.

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Dalek: I shall speak only to the Doctor.
The Doctor: [snidely] You're gonna get rusty.
Dalek: I fed off the DNA of Rose Tyler. Extrapolating the biomass of a time traveller regenerated me.
The Doctor: What's your next trick?
Dalek: I have been searching for the Daleks.
The Doctor: Yeah, I saw. Downloading the Internet. What did you find?
Dalek: I scanned your satellites and radio telescopes.
The Doctor: And?
Dalek: Nothing. WHERE SHALL I GET MY ORDERS NOW!?
The Doctor: [coldly] You're just a soldier without commands.
Dalek: Then I shall follow the Primary Order. The Dalek instinct to destroy, to conquer!
The Doctor: [angry and solemn] What for!? What's the point!? Don't you see it's all gone!? Everything you were, everything you stood for.
Dalek: [confused] Then what should I do?
The Doctor: Alright, then. If you want orders, follow this one. [tense silence] Kill yourself.
Dalek: The Daleks must survive!
The Doctor: The Daleks have failed! Now why don't you finish the job, and make the Daleks extinct?! Rid the universe of your filth! Why don't you just die?!
Dalek: [pauses in consideration] You would make a good Dalek.
[The Doctor is left speechless by this remark].
tardis.wiki off of an episode (presumably) said:
It’s camouflaged. It’s disguised as a police telephone box from 1963. Every time the TARDIS materializes in a new location, within the first nanosecond of landing, it analyses its surroundings, calculates a twelve-dimensional data map of everything within a thousand-mile radius, and then determines which outer shell would best blend in with the environment. And then it disguises itself as a police telephone box from 1963.
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