Clara Oswald

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I’m born, I live, I die. And always, there’s the Doctor. Always, I’m running to save the Doctor, again, and again, and again. And he hardly ever hears me. But I’ve always been there.

Clara Oswald is a fictional character portrayed by Jenna-Louise Coleman in the long-running British science fiction television series Doctor Who. She becomes a companion of the eleventh incarnation of the alien time traveller known as the Doctor, portrayed by Matt Smith, first appearing as Oswin Oswald in the seventh series premiere, then as Clara Oswin Oswald, a Victorian governess and barmaid, then as a woman in contemporary London named simply Clara Oswald. After the death of the first two incarnations which the Doctor meets, there remains much mystery about her origins as he begins his travels with the third.


When you say mobile phone, why do you point at that blue box?
Is this actually what you do? Do you just...crook your finger and people just jump in your snog box and fly away?
  • Oswin Oswald. Junior Entertainment Manager, Starship Alaska. Current status: crashed and shipwrecked somewhere... not nice. Been here a year, rest of the crew missing. Provisions good, but keen to move on.
  • Is there a word for total screaming genius that sounds modest and just a tiny bit sexy?
  • Do you know how you make someone into a Dalek? Subtract love, add anger.
  • Run … run, you clever boy … and remember.
    • Last words to the Doctor before dying, first as Oswin Oswald (in the Dalek Asylum), then as Clara Oswin Oswald (Victorian London). Later also as Clara Oswald (Trenzalore). Variation: "Run, you clever boy ... and be a Doctor" (written message left by Clara Oswald to the Doctor in his TARDIS as a farewell).
  • One day you meet the Doctor. And of course, it’s the best day ever. It’s just the best day of your life. Because...because, he’s brilliant, and he’s funny, and mad, and best of all...really needs you. The trick is – don’t fall in love. I do that trick quite a lot, sometimes twice a day. And once you start running, you start to forget; slowly, after a while, you just stopping asking. Who are you? Where are you from? What set you on your way and where are you going? Oh...and what is your name? You get used to not knowing. I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who he is. I know how he began and I know where he’s going. I learnt the truth about the Doctor and his greatest secret the day we went to Trenzalore.
  • Hang on... Three of you, in one cell, and none of you thought to try the door?
    • After freeing the three Doctors from their prison cell (which turned out to be unlocked the entire time) in The Day of the Doctor (23 November 2013)
  • I am NOT a control freak!!
    • Contradicting the Twelfth Doctor in Deep Breath (23 August 2014)
  • Just because my pretty face has turned your head do not assume I am so easily distracted.
  • Let me be brave.
    • Clara's last words, said repeatedly as she is killed by the Quantum Shade raven in Face the Raven (21 November 2015)


(1 September 2012)
Oswin: [first lines] Day 363; the terror continues. Also, made another soufflé! [beat] Very nearly. Checked defenses... They came again last night. Still always at night. Maybe they’re vampires... Oh, and it’s my mum’s birthday. Happy birthday, Mum. I did make you a soufflé, but it was too beautiful to live.

Oswin: Is there a word for "total screaming genius" that sounds modest and just a tiny bit sexy?
The Doctor: Doctor. You call me the Doctor.
Oswin: See what you did there!

Oswin: [to Rory, after saving him] The first boy I ever fancied was called Rory. [pause] Actually, she was called Nina...I was going through a phase.

Oswin: Do you know how you make someone into a Dalek? Subtract love, add anger. Doesn't she seem a bit too angry to you?
Amy: Well, somebody's never been to Scotland.
The Doctor: What about you, though, Oswin? Why are you okay? Why hasn't the nano-cloud converted you?
Oswin: I mentioned the genius thing, yeah? Shielded in here.
The Doctor: Hmm, clever of you. Now this place, the Daleks said it was fully automated, but look at it — it's a wreck.
Oswin: Well, I've had nearly a year to mess with them... and not a lot else to do.
The Doctor: A genius entertainment manager hiding out in a wrecked ship, hacking the security systems of the most advanced warrior race the Universe has ever seen — but, you know what really gets me about you, Oswin? The soufflés. Where do you get milk for the soufflés? Seriously, is no one else wondering about that?
Rory: No. Frankly, no! Twice.

The Doctor: Oswin? I think I'm close.
Oswin: You are! Less than twenty feet away. Which is the good news.
The Doctor: Okay...and the bad, which I suddenly feel is coming?
Oswin: You’re about to pass through intensive care.
[The Doctor enters a room full of caged Daleks]
The Doctor: What's so special about this lot, then?
Oswin: Dunno. Survivors of particular wars. Spiridon. Kembel. Aridius. Vulcan. Exxilon. Ringing any bells?
The Doctor: All of them.
Oswin: Yeah? How?
The Doctor: These are the Daleks who survived me.
(25 December 2012)
[Clara finds a frighting-looking snowman]
Clara: [to the Doctor as he walks past] Did you build this snowman?
The Doctor: No. [keeps walking]
Clara: Then who did? 'Cause it wasn't there a second ago. [the Doctor stops] It just appeared out of nowhere.
[The Doctor comes back over to the snowman, wearing Amy's glasses]
The Doctor: Maybe it's snow that fell before; Maybe it remembers how to make snowmen.
Clara: [scoffing] What, snow that can remember? That's silly.
The Doctor: What's wrong with silly?
Clara: Nothing. Still talking to you, ain't I?
The Doctor: [smiles, takes off his glasses] What's your name?
Clara: Clara.
The Doctor: Nice name. Clara. [walks off] You should definitely keep it!
[Clara stares after him, then follows]
Clara: Oi! [the Doctor turns back] Where are you going? I thought we was just getting acquainted!
The Doctor: [smiles, sadly] Those were the days...

Franny: Am I going to have the nightmare tonight?
Clara: Definitely not.
Franny: How do you know?
Clara: Because, someone's coming to help.
Franny: Who?
Clara: You wouldn't believe me if I told you!
Franny: Is it one of your stories? Your definitely true ones?
Clara: Huh! All my stories are true!
Digby: Like how you were born behind the clock face of Big Ben?
Clara: Accounting for my acute sense of time.
Franny: And you invented fish?
Clara: Because I dislike swimming alone.

The Doctor: [crawling out of the window] Come on, quickly! What are you doing?
Clara: [stuck in the window] My bustle is stuck!
The Doctor: Your bustle? [pulls her out of the window and they land on the snow, Clara on top of the Doctor] You're going to have to take those clothes off. [Clara gasps. The Doctor realises his mistake] I didn't mean-
Clara: I know.
The Doctor: I just-
Clara: I understand, I do.
The Doctor: Good.
Clara: Now, what's the plan?
The Doctor: Who says I got a plan?
Clara: 'Course you got a plan, you took that! [Picks up the umbrella]
The Doctor: Maybe I'm an idiot!
Clara: You're not! You're clever, really clever.

Clara: You live in a box!
The Doctor: That's no more a box than you are a governess.
Clara: Oh, spoken like a man! Y'know, you're just the same as all the rest; "Sweet little Clara, works at the Rose and Crown, ideas above her station!" [follows the Doctor into the TARDIS] Well, for your information, I'm not sweet on the inside and I'm certainly not- [breaks off as the TARDIS interior is illuminated] ...little.
The Doctor: It's called the TARDIS. It can travel anywhere in time and space. And it's mine.
Clara: But it's... look at it, it's...
The Doctor: Go on, say it. Most people do.
[Clara runs around the TARDIS exterior, then re-enters]
Clara: It's smaller on the outside!
The Doctor: [beat] Okay. That is a first.

Clara: Why are you showing me all this?
The Doctor: You followed me, remember. I didn't invite you.
Clara: You're nearly a foot taller than I am. You could have reached the ladder without this. [She indicates the umbrella held in her hand] You took it. For me. [She throws him the umbrella] Why?
The Doctor: I never know why. I only know who. [He conjures a TARDIS key up and places it in her hand]
(23 March 2013)
Young Clara: Hello.
The Doctor: Hello.
Young Clara: Why are you sitting on a swing?
The Doctor: Why shouldn't I?
Young Clara: Because you're old.
The Doctor: Yes, that's true. That is very true.
Young Clara: My mum says I shouldn't talk to strange men.
The Doctor: Ah, you mum's right.
Young Clara: Are you strange?
The Doctor: Oh, dear. I'm way past strange... I think I'm probably incredible.
Young Clara: Are you lonely?
The Doctor: Why would I be lonely?
Young Clara: Because you're sad. Have you lost something?
The Doctor: No.
Young Clara: When I lose something, I go to a quiet place and I close my eyes, and then I can remember where I put it.
The Doctor: Good plan.
Young Clara: I'm always losing things. I lost my best pencil, my schoolbag, and my Gran, and my mojo!
The Doctor: Your mojo?
Young Clara: I got it back, though.
The Doctor: Hey, that's good.
Young Clara: What did you lose?
The Doctor: My friend. I met her twice before and I lost her both times, and now I don't think I'll ever find her again.
Young Clara: Have you been looking?
The Doctor: Yeah, everywhere.
Young Clara: That's sad.
The Doctor: It is a bit... Hey, is that your mum? [nods towards Ellie talking to another woman]
Young Clara: Yeah, I'd better go and see if she's all right.
The Doctor: Yeah, I think you better had.
Young Clara: How are you going to find her?
The Doctor: Well, the first two times I met her, I just sort of bumped into her, so I thought maybe if I just wandered about a bit, I might bump into her again. You know, like destiny, sort of.
Young Clara: That's rubbish.
The Doctor: Yeah, I think it probably is. Hey, maybe I could find a quiet room and have a good think about it instead.
Young Clara: That would be better. [hops off the swings] Goodbye.
The Doctor: Goodbye.
Young Clara: [stops and turns back to the Doctor] Mister, I hope you find her again.
The Doctor: So do I.
[Clara runs back to her mother]
Ellie: Who was that?
Young Clara: I was talking to a sad man.
Ellie: [sternly] Clara Oswald, what have I told you about talking to strange men?
(30 March 2013)
Clara: Angie? Is the internet working? Trying to phone the helpline, they won't answer.
Angie: It's working for me.
Clara: Can I use it when you're finished?
Angie: [annoyed] More than one person can use the Internet at a time, Clara.
Clara: You done your homework?
Angie: Shut up, you're not my mum!
Clara: And I'm not trying to be, okay?

The Doctor: [In 1207 AD, answering the TARDIS phone] Hello?
Clara: [In 2013 AD, on her telephone] Ah, hello! I can’t find the Internet.
The Doctor: I'm sorry?
Clara: It's gone, the Internet. Can't find it anywhere. Where is it?
The Doctor: The Internet?
Clara: Yes, the Internet. Why don't I have the Internet?
The Doctor: It's 1207.
Clara: I've got half past three. Am I phoning a different time zone?
The Doctor: Yeah, you really sort of are.
Clara: Will it show up on the bill?
The Doctor: Oh, I dread to think. Listen, where did you get this number?
Clara: The woman in the shop wrote it down. It's a help line, isn't it? She said it's the best help line out there. In the universe, she said.
The Doctor: What woman? Who was she?
Clara: I don't know, the woman in the shop. So why isn't there Internet? Shouldn't it sort of... Be' there?
The Doctor: Look, listen, I'm not actually... It isn't... [gives up] You have clicked on the WiFi button, yeah?
Clara: Hang on... [searches her computer] WiFi.
The Doctor: Click on the WiFi, you'll see a list of names. You see one you recognise.
Clara: [does as he says] It's asking me for a password.
Angie: [appears in the doorway] Is it okay if I go and see Nina? You can call her mum.
Clara: Sure, what's the password for the internet?
Angie: RYCBAR123. [leaves]
Clara: How am I supposed to remember that?!

Clara: When you say mobile phone, why do you point at that blue box?
The Doctor: Because it's a surprisingly accurate description!
Clara: ...Okay, we're finished now.

Clara: What did I miss?
The Doctor: Oh, quite a lot, actually. [pulls out a notepad] Angie called; She's going to stay over at Nina's. Apparently that's all completely fine and you shouldn't worry like you always do, for god's sake get off her back. Also, your dad phoned, mainly about the government. He seems very cross with them, I've got several pages on that. I said I'd look into it. I fixed that rattling noise in the washing machine, indexed the kitchen cupboards, optimised photosynthesis in the main flower bed and assembled a quadricycle.
Clara: Assembled a what?
The Doctor: I found a disassembled quadricycle in the garage.
Clara: I don't think you did.
The Doctor: I invented the quadricycle. Ha!
Clara: What happened to me?
The Doctor: Don't you remember?
Clara: I was scared, really scared. Didn't know where I was.
The Doctor: Do you know now?
Clara: Yes.
The Doctor: Well then, you should go to sleep. Because you're safe now, I promise. Goodnight, Clara.
Clara: Are you guarding me?
The Doctor: Well, yes. Yes, I am.
Clara: Are you seriously going to sit down there all night?
The Doctor: I promise I won't budge from this spot.
Clara: Well then, I'll have to come to you.
The Doctor: Eh?

The Doctor: I like your house.
Clara: It isn't mine. I'm a friend of the family.
The Doctor: But you look after the kids. Oh yes, you're a governess, aren't you? Just like—
Clara: Just like what?
The Doctor: Just like... I thought you probably would be.
Clara: Are you going to explain what happened to me?
The Doctor: There's something in the WiFi.
Clara: Okay...
The Doctor: This whole world is swimming in WiFi. We're living in a WiFi soup. Suppose something got inside it. Suppose there was something living in the WiFi, harvesting human minds. Extracting them. Imagine that. Human souls trapped like flies in the world-wide web. Stuck forever, crying out for help.
Clara: [laughs] Isn't that basically Twitter? [The Doctor frowns at her] What's that face for?
The Doctor: A computer can hack another computer. A living, sentient computer... Maybe that could hack people. Edit them. Re-write them.
Clara: [confused] Why would you say that?
The Doctor: Because a few hours ago, you knew nothing about the Internet — and you just made a joke about Twitter.
Clara: [processes this] Oh. [eyes go wide in realisation] Oh. That's weird. I know all about computers, now... In my head. [frightened] Where did all that come from?!
The Doctor: You were uploaded for a while. Wherever you were, you brought something extra back... Which I very much doubt you'll be allowed to keep.

The Doctor: You and me inside that box, now.
Clara: I'm sorry?
The Doctor: Look, just get inside.
Clara: Both of us?
The Doctor: Trust me, you'll understand once we're in there.
Clara: I bet I will. What is that box, anyway? Why have you got a box? Is it like a snogging booth?
The Doctor: A what?
Clara: Is that what you do, bring a booth? There is such a thing as too keen.

The Doctor: So tell me, how long have you been looking after those kids?
Clara: About a year, since their mum died.
The Doctor: Okay. Why you? Family friend, I get that, but there must have been others. Why did it have to be you? You don't really seem like a nanny.
Clara: Gimme. [makes a grab for the laptop]
The Doctor: Sorry, what?
Clara: You need to know where they physically are. Their exact location?
The Doctor: Yes.
Clara: I can do it. [takes the laptop]
The Doctor: Oi, hang on, I need that!
Clara: You've hacked the lower operating system, yeah? I'll have their physical location in under five minutes. Pop off and get us a coffee.
The Doctor: If I can't find them, you definitely can't.
Clara: They uploaded me, remember? I've got computing stuff in my head.
The Doctor: So do I!
Clara: I have insane hacking skills.
The Doctor: I'm from space and the future with two hearts and twenty seven brains.
Clara: And I can find them in under five minutes plus photographs. [beat] Twenty seven?
The Doctor: Okay, slight exaggeration...
Clara: Coffee. Go get. Five minutes, I promise.
The Doctor: The security is absolute.
Clara: It's never about the security — it's about the people.

The Doctor: You okay?
Clara: Sure. Setting up stuff. Need a user name.
The Doctor: Learning fast.
Clara: Clara Oswald for the win — Oswin!

The Doctor: You didn't answer my question.
Clara: What question?
The Doctor: You don't seem like a nanny.
Clara: [pause] I was going to travel. I came to stay for a week before I left, and during that week...
The Doctor: ......She died. So you're returning the favour. A hundred and one places to see, and you haven’t been to any of them, have you? That's why you keep the book.
Clara: I keep the book 'cause I'm still going.
The Doctor: But you don't run out on the people you care about. Wish I was more like that. [leaps from the steps and faces Clara] See, the thing about a time machine is that you can run away all you like and still back in time for tea, so what do you say? Anywhere, all of time and space right outside those doors.
Clara: [looks at the doors and turns to the Doctor, grinning] Does this work?
The Doctor: [confused] Eh?
Clara: [laughs] Is this /actually/ what you do? Do you just...crook your finger and people just jump in your Snog Box and fly away? [she laughs a bit]
The Doctor: [indignant] It is not a Snog Box!
Clara: I'll be the judge of that!
The Doctor: Starting when?
Clara: Come back tomorrow. Ask me again.
The Doctor: Why?
Clara: 'Cause tomorrow I might say yes. [starts for the doors] Some time after seven okay for you?
The Doctor: It's a time machine, any time's okay.
Clara: See you then.
The Doctor: Clara?
Clara: [turns back towards him] Uh-huh?
The Doctor: In your book there was a leaf. Why?
Clara: That wasn't a leaf. That was page one.
(6 April 2013)
The Doctor: The Pyramid of the Rings of Akhaten. It's a holy site for the Sun Singers of Akhat.
Clara: The who of what?
The Doctor: Seven worlds orbiting the same star. All of them sharing a belief that life in the universe originated here, on that planet.
Clara: All life?
The Doctor: In the universe.
Clara: Did it?
The Doctor: Well, it's what they believe. It's a nice story.
Clara: [delighted] Can we see it? Up close? [The Doctor smiles]

The Doctor: ...Dor'een's just asking if we fancy renting a Moped.
Clara: How much does it cost?
The Doctor: Not money, something valuable — Sentimental value. A photograph, love letter, something like that. That's what's used for currency here: Psychometry. Objects psychically imprinted with their history. The more treasured they are, the more value they hold.
Clara: [disgusted] That's horrible!
The Doctor: Better than using bits of paper.
Clara: Then you pay!
The Doctor: With what?
Clara: You're a thousand years old, you must have something you care about.

Clara: Are you all right? What are you doing?
Merry: Hiding.
Clara: Oh. Why?
Merry: [frowns] You don't know me?
Clara: Sorry. Actually not.
Merry: So why did you follow me?
Clara: To help. You looked lost.
Merry: I don't believe you.
Clara: I've got no idea who you might be. I've never been here before — I've never been anywhere like here before... I just saw a little girl who looked like she needed help.
Merry: Really?
Clara: Really really. [she smiles looking at her]

Clara: So, what's happening? Is someone trying to hurt you?
Merry: No. I'm just scared.
Clara: Of what?
Merry: Getting it wrong.
Clara: Okay... Can you pretend like I'm totally a space alien and explain?
Merry: I'm Merry Gejelh.
Clara: Really not local, sorry.
Merry: The Queen of Years? They chose me when I was a baby, the day the last Queen of Years died.
Clara: Okay...
Merry: I'm the vessel of our history. I know every chronicle, every poem, every legend, every song.
Clara: [astonished] Every single one? Blimey, I always hated history...
Merry: And now I have to sing a song in front of everyone. A special song. I have to sing it to a god. And I'm really scared.
Clara: Everyone's scared when they're little. I used to be terrified of getting lost. Used to have nightmares about it. And then I got lost. Blackpool beach, Bank holiday Monday, about ten billion people. I was about six. My worst nightmare come true.
Merry: What happened?
Clara: The world ended. My heart broke. And then my mum found me. We had fish and chips, and she drove me home and she tucked me up and she told me a story.
Ellie: It doesn't matter where you are; in the jungle, or the desert, or on the moon. However lost you may feel, you'll never really be lost. Not really. Because I will always be here, and I will always come and find you. Every single time. Every single time.
[Flashback ends]
Merry: And you were never scared again?
Clara: Oh, I still got scared lots of times — but never of being lost. So, this special song... What are you scared of, exactly?
Merry: Getting it wrong. Of making Grandfather angry.
Clara: And do you think you'll get it wrong? Because I don't. I don't think you'll get it wrong. I think you, Merry Gejelh, will get it very, very right.

Clara: Did you just lock us in?
The Doctor: Yep.
Clara: With the soul-eating monster?
The Doctor: Yep.
Clara: And is there actually a way to get out?
The Doctor: What? Before it eats our souls?
Clara: Ideally, yes.
The Doctor: Possibly. Probably. There usually seems to be.

Clara: [staring up at Old God] I say leg it.
The Doctor: Leg it where, exactly?
Clara: Don't know. Lake District?
The Doctor: Oh, the Lake District’s lovely. Let's definitely go there. We can eat scones. They do great scones in 1927—
Clara: You're going to fight it, aren't you?
The Doctor: Regrettably yes. I think I may be about to do that.
Clara: It's really big.
The Doctor: I've seen bigger.
Clara: Really?
The Doctor: Are you joking? It's massive!
Clara: I'm staying with you.
The Doctor: No, you're not.
Clara: Yes, I am. I can assist.
The Doctor: No, you can't.
Clara: What about that stuff you said? "We don't walk away"!
The Doctor: No, we don't walk away. But when we're holding on to something precious, we run. We run, and run as fast as we can, and we don't stop running until we are out from under the shadow.

Merry: Isn't he frightened?
Clara: I think he is. I think he's very frightened.
Merry: ...I want to help.
Clara: So do I.

Clara: Still hungry? Well, I brought something for you. This. [holds up her parents' leaf] The most important leaf in human history. It’s full of stories, full of history. And full of a future that never got lived. Days that should have been that never were. Passed on to me. This leaf isn’t just the past, it’s a whole future that never happened. There are billions and millions of unlived days for every day we live. An infinity. All the days that never came. And these are all my mum’s.
The Doctor: Well, come on then! Eat up. [Grandfather groans] Oh, are you full? I expect so. Because there’s quite a difference, isn’t there, between what was, and what should have been? There’s an awful lot of one, but there’s an infinity of the other. And infinity’s too much. Even for your appetite. (As they watch, Grandfather collapses in on itself and goes out)

Clara: You were there... At mum's grave. You were watching. What were you doing there?
The Doctor: I don't know. I was just making sure...
Clara: Of what?
The Doctor: You remind me of someone.
Clara: Who?
The Doctor: Someone who died.
Clara: Well, whoever she was, I'm not her, okay? If you want me to travel with you, that's fine, but as me. I'm not a bargain basement stand-in for someone else. I'm not going to compete with a ghost.

Cold War [7.8]

(13 April 2013)
Clara: Are we going to be okay?
The Doctor: Yes.
Clara: Is that a lie?
The Doctor: Possibly. Very dangerous time, Clara. East and West standing on the brink of nuclear oblivion. Lots of itchy fingers on the button.
Clara: Isn't it always like that?
The Doctor: Sorta. But there are flash points and this is one of them. Hair, shoulder pads, nukes. It's the '80s; Everything's bigger.

Clara: The TARDIS! Where's the TARDIS? You never explained.
The Doctor: Oh, well, don't worry about that.
Clara: Stop saying that. Where is it?
The Doctor: Yeah. Well, I wasn't to know, was I?
Clara: Know what?
The Doctor: I've been tinkering, breaking her in. I'm allowed.
Clara: What did you do?
The Doctor: [mumbling] I reset the HADS.
Clara: Huh?
The Doctor: I reset [suddenly quieting his voice] the HADS.
Clara: The what?
The Doctor: The HADS! The Hostile Action Displacement System! If the TARDIS comes under attack, gunfire, time winds, the... sea, it... relocates!
Clara: Oh, Doctor...
The Doctor: Haven't used it in donkey's years. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Well, never mind, it's bound to turn up somewhere. [The Doctor's sonic screwdriver is heard whirring in his pocket] Ooh. Ha! See? Right on cue. [He examines his screwdriver's readings] Brilliant.
Clara: Brilliant.
The Doctor: The TARDIS is at the Pole.
Clara: Not far, then.
The Doctor: [sheepish] The South Pole.
Clara: Ah.
The Doctor: [to Captain Zhukov] Could we have a lift?

Hide [7.9]

(20 April 2013)
The Doctor: What’s wrong? Did the TARDIS say something to you? [to the TARDIS] Are you being mean?
Clara: No, it’s not that. Have we just watched the entire life cycle of Earth? Birth to death?
The Doctor: Yes.
Clara: And you’re okay with that?
The Doctor: Yes.
Clara: How can you be?
The Doctor: The TARDIS. She’s...time. We...wibbly vortex and so on.
Clara: That’s not what I mean.
The Doctor: Okay...some help? Context? Cheat sheet? Something?
Clara: I mean, one minute you’re in 1974, looking for ghosts, but all you have to do is open your eyes and talk to whoever’s standing there. To you, I haven’t been born yet, and to you I've been dead a hundred billion years. [She looks at the ruined Earth of the distant future displayed on the TARDIS scanner] Is my body out there somewhere? In the ground?
The Doctor: ...Yes, I suppose is it.
Clara: But here we are, talking. So I am a ghost. To you, I’m a ghost. We’re all ghosts to you. We must be nothing.
The Doctor: you’re not that.
Clara: Then what are we? What can we possibly be?
The Doctor: You are...the only mystery worth solving.

Emma: What's wrong?
Clara: I just saw something I wish I hadn't.
Emma: What did you see?
Clara: That everything ends.
Emma: No, not everything. Not love. Not always.

[Clara tries to enter the TARDIS's closed doors]
Clara: Come on! Come on! Let me in, you grumpy old cow! [TARDIS Hologram that looks like Clara appears] Whoa! [...] What's this, now?
TARDIS Voice Visual Interface: TARDIS Voice Visual Interface. I'm programmed to select the image of a person you esteem. Of several billion such images in my database, this one best meets the criterion.
Clara: Oh, you are a cow! I knew it! Whatever, you have to help the Doctor!
TARDIS Voice Visual Interface: The Doctor is in the pocket universe.
Clara: You can enter the pocket universe!
TARDIS Voice Visual Interface: The entropy would drain the energy from my heart. In four seconds, I'd be stranded. In ten, I'd be dead.
Clara: You're talking, but all I hear is; "meh-meh-meh-meh-meh"!
(27 April 2013)
Clara: Red flashing light... means something bad? "Get out of here fast?" Or possibly, "Whatever you do, don't open this door"... [Clara pauses, then opens the door. A huge wave of fire jets down the corridor towards her] Bad decision!

Clara: We’re outside!
The Doctor: No, we’re still in the TARDIS.
Clara: There’s no way across.
The Doctor: No, okay. You’re right.
Clara: So what do we do? Time for a plan, do you have a plan?
The Doctor: Well, no. No plan, sorry.
Clara: If you don't have a plan we're dead!
The Doctor: Yes. We are. So just tell me.
Clara: Tell you what?
The Doctor: Well, there’s no point now, we’re about to die, just tell me who you are.
Clara: [puzzled] You know who I am.
The Doctor: No, I don't. I look at you at you every single day, and I don't understand a thing about you. Why do I keep running into you?
Clara: Doctor, you invited me. You said—
The Doctor: Before that. I met you at the Dalek Asylum, there was a girl in a shipwreck and she died saving my life, and she was you.
Clara: She really wasn't.
The Doctor: Victorian London — there was a governess who was really a barmaid, and we fought the Great Intelligence together. She died, and it was my fault, and she was you!
Clara: You’re scaring me.
The Doctor: What are you, eh? A trick? A trap?
Clara: I don't know what you're talking about! [She stumbles backwards, and the Doctor catches her]
The Doctor: You really don't, do you?
Clara: I think I'm more scared of you right now than anything else on that Tardis.
The Doctor: You're just Clara, aren't you? [Hugs her]
Clara: Okay. I don't know what the hell this is about, but the hug is really nice.

Clara: What are you going to do?
The Doctor: Rewrite today, I hope. I've thrown this through the time rift before. I need to make sure this time. I'll take it through myself. There might be a certain amount of yelling.
Clara: Is it going to hurt?
The Doctor: Things that end your life often do that.
Clara: Wait! All those things you said. How we've … met before. How I died.
The Doctor: Clara, don't worry. You'll forget. Time mends us. It can mend anything.
Clara: I don't want to forget, not all of it. The Library. I saw it. You were mentioned in a book.
The Doctor: I'm mentioned in a lot of books.
Clara: You call yourself "Doctor" — why do you do that? You have a name, I saw it, in one corner of that tiny — [he silences her]
The Doctor: If I rewrite today, you won't remember, you won't go looking … for my name.
Clara: You’ll still have secrets.
The Doctor: Better that way.
(4 May 2013)
The Doctor: Hang on, hang on! I've got a Sonic Screwdriver!
Clara: Yeah? I've got a chair! [destroys the controls]

The Doctor: Right, right, London. We were headed for London, weren't we?
Clara: Was there any particular reason?
The Doctor: No! No, just thought you it.
Clara: Yeah...Maybe had enough of Victorian values for a bit. [steps into the TARDIS]
The Doctor: You're the boss.
Clara: [pokes her head out, bemused] Am I?
The Doctor: [realised what he's just said] No! No! Get in! [Clara does so, smirking]

Clara: The boss. Yep, that's me!
(11 May 2013)
Clara: Was this really the biggest amusement park in the universe?
Porridge: Yeah. Hedgewick bought the planet cheap. It'd been trashed in the Cyberwars.
Clara: Who were we fighting?
Porridge: Cybermen. Technologically upgraded warriors. We couldn't win. Sometimes we fought to a draw, but then they'd upgrade themselves, fix their weaknesses and destroy us. It's hard to fight an enemy that uses your armies as spare parts.
Clara: You beat them, though. Beat them or you wouldn't be here. How?
Porridge: Look up there. That corner of the sky. What do you see?
Clara: Nothing. It's just black. No stars, no nothing.
Porridge: That used to be the Tiberion Spiral Galaxy. A million star systems. A hundred million worlds. A billion trillion people. It's not there anymore. No more Tiberion galaxy. No more Cybermen. It was effective.
Clara: It's horrible.
Porridge: Yeah. I feel like a monster sometimes.
Clara: Why?
Porridge: Because instead of mourning a billion trillion dead people, I just feel sorry for the poor blighter who had to press the button and blow it all up.

Clara: We need to find somewhere defensible. Where?
[Ferrin shows her a large advertising overview of Hedgewick's World]
Captain Ferrin: The beach, the Giant's Cauldron, Natty Longshoe's Comical Castle.
Clara: Real castle? Drawbridge? Moat?
Captain Ferrin: Yes, but comical.
Clara: We'll go there.
Captain Ferrin: Ma'am, my platoon can deal with one Cyberman, and there are protocols if we cannot immediately find and destroy it.
Clara: Blowing up the planet protocols?
Captain Ferrin: Respectfully, ma'am.
Clara: Somewhere defensible, no blowing up the planet.

Clara: What would the Empire do if they were alerted?
Captain Ferrin: I told you, tell me to blow up the planet.
Clara: After they got us off?
Porridge: Captain, you want to take that one?
Captain Ferrin: No, ma'am. Just blow the sucker up.
Clara: Drawbridge. Moat. Brilliant.
Brains: With respect, ma'am, we ought to be hunting the creature.
Clara: The only reason I'm still alive is because I do what the Doctor says. Can you guarantee me you'd bring back my children alive and unharmed? [Brains shakes his head] I trust the Doctor.
Captain Ferrin: You think he knows what he's doing?
Clara: I'm not sure I'd go that far.

Clara: Only one gun?
Captain Ferrin: Cybermen have been extinct for a thousand years. Even one Anti-Cyber gun is a miracle. These things are hand-pulsers. Touch the back of a Cyberman's head, the electomagnetic pulse deactivates it.
Clara: What's this for? Just a mad guess here, it blows up the planet?
Captain Ferrin: Implodes it. There's also a trigger unit.
Clara: I'll have that, then. Is there any other way to activate the bomb?
Captain Ferrin: It's set to respond to my voice. I have the verbal code.
Clara: You will not activate it without a direct order from me.
Captain Ferrin: I will follow my orders.
Clara: Your orders come from me, don't they?

Clara: You aren't the Doctor.
Cyber-Planner:No, but I know who you are; You're the Impossible Girl. Oh, he's very interested in you.
Clara: [confused] Why am I impossible?
Cyber-Planner: Hasn't he told you? The sly devil. Oh, dear me. Listen, soon we'll wake. We'll strip you down for spare parts, then build a spaceship and move on.
Clara: More Cybermen.
Cyber-Planner: They're waking from their tomb right now. You can either die or live on as one of us. [His right hand writes "Hit Me" on a notepad]
Clara: The Doctor will stop you.
Cyber-Planner: He can't even access the lips.
[Clara hits him. Hard.]
The Doctor: Argh! Ow! Oh, that hurt... [Clara moves to hit again] No, stop, enough. Bit of pain, neural surge. Just what I needed, thank you.
Clara: Why am I the Impossible Girl?
The Doctor: It's just a thing in my head, I'll explain later.

Clara: Apparently there are more Cybermen on the way.
Brains: There's at least a dozen more shots left in the gun before it needs to recharge.
Clara: We might have more than a dozen Cybermen to worry about. What's that cable?
Porridge: Power line for the park.
Clara: What would happen if we unhooked the end, dropped it into the moat and turned it on?
Ha-Ha:' Fry anything alive that entered the water.
Clara: Can Cybermen fly?
Brains: No, ma'am.
Clara: First good news of the day. Do it.

Cyber-Planner: Hey, Clara! There you are. Now, a quick rundown: What's our weapons strength?
Clara: One big gun, five of those hand pulsar units, and a shiny black bomb that implodes the planet.
Cyber-Planner: Yeah, yeah. That one. Now, tell me, does it happen, possibly, to have a sort-of remote triggery thing? [she shows it to him] Brilliant. Pass it here.
Clara: No!
Cyber-Planner: Why not?
Clara: In case you're not you right now! Or even if you are – just in case.
Cyber-Planner: Oh, don't worry. The Cyber-Planner's hibernating between moves right now. [puts a finger to his lips] Shh.
Clara: Prove you're you. Tell me something only the Doctor knows.
Cyber-Planner: Clara... I suppose... I'm the only one who knows how I... feel about you right now. How funny you are... so funny... and pretty. [she smiles] And the truth is I'm starting to like you in a way that is more than just... [he leans in to kiss her. She slaps him].
The Doctor: Ooow! Ow, ow ow! [grins] Yes! It's me! That really hurt!

Clara: [staring out over the legions of Cybermen] One gun, five hand pulsars, and a planet-smashing bomb that doesn't work anymore.
Brains: Why not?
Clara: Broken trigger unit.
Brains: But you signed for that!

The Doctor: Ah, hello. Can someone untie me, please?
Clara: Do you think I'm pretty?
The Doctor: No. You're too short and bossy, and your nose is all funny.
Clara: Good enough.
Run. Run, you clever boy...and remember me.
(18 May 2013)
The Doctor: Look, I'm pretty sure you have to tell me if I'm getting warm. I'm pretty sure that's in the rules.
Clara: Doctor.
The Doctor: Ha! Clara! How are you? Don't worry. Everything is under control.
Clara: What are you doing?
The Doctor: Oh! Um, Mr. Maitland went next door so I said I'd look after the kids. They wanted to go to the cinema, but I said no, I said, no, not until you wake up. I was very firm.
Clara: At which point they suggested Blind Man's Bluff.
The Doctor: Yes. Where are they?
Clara: [unties the Doctor's blindfold] At the cinema.
The Doctor: The little... Daleks!

Clara: I have to go in there.
The Doctor: Please. Please, no...
Clara: But this is what I’ve already done. You’ve already seen me do it. I’m the Impossible Girl, and this is why.
River: Whatever you’re thinking of doing...don’t.
Clara: If I step in there...what happens?
River: The time winds will tear you into a million pieces. A million versions of you, living and dying all over time and space. Like...echoes.
Clara: But the echoes could save the Doctor, right?
River: But they won’t be you – the real you will die. They’ll just be copies.
Clara: But they’ll be real enough to save him. [She smiles and shrugs] It’s like my mum said, the soufflé isn’t the soufflé – the soufflé is the recipe. It’s the only way to save him, isn’t it?
[River looks on sadly and nods. Madame Vastra enters, distraught]
Madame Vastra: The stars are going out. And Jenny and Strax are dead. There must be something we can do!
Clara: [Determined, she rises to approach the timestream] Well, how about that? I’m Soufflé Girl after all.
The Doctor: No...please.
Clara: If this works, get out of here as fast as you can. And spare me a thought now and then.
The Doctor: No, Clara...!
Clara: [Bravely facing the timesteam] In fact, you know what? [She turns to look at him] Run. Run, you clever boy...and remember me.
The Doctor: No! Clara!
[She takes a running leap into the timesteam, and is gone]

Clara: [voice-over] I don’t know where I am. I just know I’m running. Sometimes it’s like I’ve lived a thousand lives in a thousand places. I’m born, I live, I die. And always, there’s the Doctor. Always, I’m running to save the Doctor, again, and again, and again. And he hardly ever hears me. But I’ve always been there.
[On Gallifrey, she meets the First Doctor]
Clara: Doctor?
The Doctor: Yes, what is it? What do you want?
Clara: [Voice-over] Right from the very beginning.
Clara: Sorry. But you’re about to make a very big mistake. Don’t steal that one, steal this one. The navigation system’s knackered, but you’ll have much more fun.
Clara: [Voice-over] Right from the day he started running.
[As Oswin, in the Dalek Asylum]
Oswin: Run, you clever boy...
Clara: And remember me.

Clara: I don’t know where I am. I don’t know where I’m going, or where I’ve been. I was born to save the Doctor, but the Doctor is safe now. I’m the Impossible Girl, and my story is done.
(23 November 2013)
[after the TARDIS has been airlifted to Trafalgar Square, The Doctor speaks to Kate Stewart]
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 purloins a fez]
Clara: Someday, you could just walk past a fez.
The Eleventh Doctor: Never gonna happen.

Clara: What is that?
Kate Stewart: Time travel. A Vortex Manipulator. Bequeathed to the UNIT archive by Captain Jack Harkness on the occasion of his death. Well, one of them...

[The three Doctors have worked out how to disintegrate the wooden door of their prison cell using their sonic screwdrivers. The door opens and Clara races in, then stops at the sight of three Doctors standing there.]
The Eleventh Doctor: How did you do that?
Clara: Wasn't locked.
The Eleventh Doctor: Right.
Clara: [looks at the Tenth and War Doctors] So they're both you, then, yeah?
The Eleventh Doctor: Yes. You've met them before, don't you remember?
Clara: A bit. [to the Tenth Doctor] Nice suit.
The Tenth Doctor: Thanks.
Clara: Hang on... three of you in one cell and none of you thought to try the door?!
The War Doctor: It should have been locked.

The War Doctor: Hello.
The Tenth Doctor: I'm the Doctor.
The Eleventh Doctor: Sorry about the Dalek.
Clara: Also the showing off...

Clara: [to the War Doctor] Hello. I'm Clara. We haven't really met yet.
The War Doctor: [sincerely] Well, I look forward to it.

Clara: These are the people you're going to burn?
The Tenth Doctor: There isn't anything that we can do.
The Eleventh Doctor: He's right! There isn't another way, there never was! Either I destroy my own people or let The Universe burn.
Clara: Look at you. The three of you - The Warrior, The Hero... and you.
The Eleventh Doctor: And what am I?
Clara: Have you really forgotten?
The Eleventh Doctor: Yes, maybe, yes.
Clara: We've got enough warriors. Any old idiot can be a hero.
The Eleventh Doctor: Then what do I do?
Clara: What you've always done - be a Doctor. You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was that promise?
The Tenth Doctor: Never cruel nor cowardly.
The War Doctor: Never give up. Never give in.
(25 December 2013)
[Clara's family is tucking in to starters and alcohol whilst the Strictly Come Dancing Christmas Special is on the television.]
TV host: Merry Christmas!
Linda: How's the turkey going?
Clara: Great! Yeah, yeah, it's doing great! Well, dead and decapitated, but that's Christmas when you're a turkey!
Gran: Actually, maybe I will have a little more.
Clara: [refills Gran's glass] There you go, Gran.
Dave: Did you put it in early enough?
Clara: Dad, I put it in when you phoned me.
Dave: I e-mailed you some instructions.
Clara: Oh, you certainly did!

[The Doctor and Clara enter Christmas to investigate. The Doctor waves to a couple in the street]
The Doctor: Hello! Hello there! [To Clara] Right, we’re a couple from the next town. My name’s probably Hank, or Rock, or something like that.
Clara: Or Daisy.
The Doctor: Shut up! [to the couple] Hello, good to meet you, nice snow.
Man: Most pleasant to meet you too!
Woman: Most pleasant. Most pleasant.
The Doctor: I’m the Doctor. I’m a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. I stole a time machine and ran away, and I've been flouting the principle law of my own people ever since! [Claps a hand over his mouth] That wasn't quite what I was meant to say.
Clara: I'm an English teacher from planet Earth, and I ran off with a man from space because I really fancy... [claps a hand over her mouth, looking shocked]
Woman: I think, perhaps, you should stop talking till you get used to it.
The Doctor: Used to what?
Woman: What did you say your name was?
Clara: Bubbly personality masking bossy control freak! [Claps hand over mouth]

[The Doctor and Clara enter the tower. The Doctor reacts to something off-screen.]
The Doctor: There you are. What took you so long?
Clara: What's wrong? It's only a crack in the wall.
[The camera turns to reveal that it's the same crack in the wall from series five.]
The Doctor: I knew. I always knew it wasn't over.
Clara: What is it?
The Doctor: A split in the skin of reality. [The Doctor flashbacks to his past encounters with the Crack: Amelia's bedroom, the Byzantium, and that the crack was in Room 11 during The God Complex.] A tiny sliver of the twenty-sixth of June 2010, the day the universe blew up.
Clara: Missed that.
The Doctor: I rebooted it, put it all back together again.
Clara: That's good!
The Doctor: Well, it was my TARDIS that blew it up in the first place; I felt a degree of responsibility. But the scar tissue remains, a structural weakness in the whole universe. Whoa! And someone's trying to get through it from outside our universe, from somewhere else. Of course, of course! Makes sense.
Clara: It does?
The Doctor: Yes. If you were trying to break through a wall, you'd choose the weakest spot. If you were trying to break into this universe you'd choose this crack, because--No! If you were trying to break back into this universe! [to Handles] You said "Gallifrey!" Why did you say "Gallifrey"?
Handles: Analysis of message composition indicates Gallifreyan origin according to TARDIS data banks.
Clara: You said Gallifrey was gone.
The Doctor: No, I said it was in another universe. The message is coming through here. The truth field is too, at a guess.

Linda: Other fish in the sea - that's what I'm saying.
Dave: Linda, I don't think Clara wants to talk about it.
Linda: I've got a suggestion, that's all. I've got a list of suggestions.
Dave: Linda....
Linda: You could make a boy band out of my list.
Clara: I hate boy bands.
Linda: Of course you don't, not at your age.
Gran: These crackers are rubbish!
Linda: I bought them.
Gran: I know.
Linda: They're classy.
Gran: They don't have jokes!
Linda: Exactly.
Gran: They've got poems!
Linda: They're more dramatic crackers.
Gran: I like the jokes...
Clara: Tell us a joke, Gran. You know loads of jokes.
Linda: I think we're probably talking about my list now.
Clara: Probably not.
Dave: Tell us how you met Dad. The thing about the pigeon.
Gran: I saw him on a pier on a rainy day.
Dave: No, no, not that one - The one about the pigeon!
Gran: I'd seen him before, lots of times, but he just looked so beautiful standing there.
Dave: The pigeon in the restaurant! You remember?
Gran: I wanted everything to stop. I wanted nothing to change ever again. [Clara starts crying] If he could just keep standing there, so beautiful. A long time ago. [Clara hugs her] Don't hug me so tight, dear. You'll break something.
Linda: [irritated] Oh, that's nice. Crying at Christmas.
Clara: Sorry.
Gran: I hope you made a wish.

Clara: "And now it's time for one last bow
Like all your other selves
Eleven's hour is over now
The clock is striking twelve's".

Clara: [talking into the crack in the wall] You've been asking a question, and it's time someone told you you've been getting it wrong. His name... His name is the Doctor. All the name he needs. Everything you need to know about him. And if you love him — and you should — help him. Help him.

The Doctor: It all just disappears, doesn't it? Everything you are, gone in a moment, like breath on a mirror. Any moment now...he's a-comin'.
Clara: Who's coming?
The Doctor: The Doctor.
Clara: You. You are the Doctor.
The Doctor: Yep. And I always will be. [his hand starts glowing] But times change, and so must I. [A little girl in a familiar hat runs past, her face obscured] Amelia!
Clara: Who's Amelia?
The Doctor: The first face this face saw. [facing Clara] We all change. When you think about it, we're all different people all through our lives. And that's okay. That's good, you gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all people that you used to be. I will not forget one line of this. Not one day. I swear. I will always remember when the Doctor was me.
[A vision of adult Amy walks down the stairs. They touch each other's faces]
Amy: Raggedy man...Good night.
[Amy disappears. The Doctor slowly takes off his bowtie and drops it on the ground]
Clara: No, no!
The Doctor: [extends his glowing hand to her] Hey.
Clara: Please don't change.
[He abruptly regenerates. The new Doctor stares at Clara intensely. He staggers against the TARDIS console]
The Twelfth Doctor: Kidneys! I've got new kidneys! I don't like the colour.
Clara: Of your kidneys? [The TARDIS starts shaking] What's happening?
The Twelfth Doctor: We're probably crashing.
Clara: Into what?
The Twelfth Doctor: Stay calm. Just one you happen to know how to fly this thing?
[Clara stares in horror]
(23 August 2014)
Clara: [about the Doctor] Where did he get that face? Why's it got lines on it? It's brand new. How can his hair be all grey? He only just got it.
Jenny: It's still him, ma'am. You saw him change.
Clara: I know. I do. I... I know that.
Jenny: Good.
Clara: It's just...
Jenny: What?
Clara: Nothing. If... If Vastra changed, if she was different... If she wasn't the person that you liked...?
Jenny: [smiles] I don't like her, ma'am - I love her. And as to different, well... She's a lizard.

Madame Vastra: You thought he was young?
Clara: He looked young.
Madame Vastra: He looked like your dashing young gentleman friend. Your lover, even.
Clara: [dismissively] Shut up!
Madame Vastra: But he is The Doctor. He has walked the universe for centuries untold. He has seen stars fall to dust. You might as well flirt with a mountain range.
Clara: [laughing] I did not flirt with him!
Madame Vastra: He flirted with you.
Clara: How?
Madame Vastra: He looked young. Who do you think that was for?
Clara: Me?
Madame Vastra: Everyone. I wear a veil as he wore a face. For the same reason.
Clara: What reason?
Madame Vastra: The oldest reason there is for anything - to be accepted.

Clara: So, what are we going to do? Are we looking for the Doctor?
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: [confused] For dinner?
Jenny: After she's finished interrogating him. Probably best to stay out the larder, it'll get a bit noisy in there later.
Clara: [realised what she means] Oh.

Strax: [performing a medical examination on Clara] Now that's interesting.
Clara: What? What's interesting?
Strax: Deflected narcissism. Traces of passive aggressive... And a lot of muscular young men doing sport.
Clara: What are you looking at?
Strax: Your subconscious. [beat] Is that sport? It could be sport...
Clara: [flicks the lens of Strax's instrument] Well, stop looking.
Strax: Moving onto the thorax, such as it is... [shines the device at Clara's chest, revealing her ribcage] Ah, excellent. Enviable spleen. Well done. Twenty seven years old, with a projected lifespan of exactly-
Clara: Stop right there.

[Clara and the Doctor have met at a restaurant.]
The Doctor: Are you cross with me?
Clara: I am not cross. But if I was cross it would be your fault and... Yes, I am cross.
The Doctor: I guessed that.
Clara: I am extremely cross.
The Doctor: And if I hadn't changed my face, would you be cross?
Clara: I would be cross if I wasn't cross.
The Doctor: Why?
Clara: Why? An ordinary person wants to meet someone that they know very well for lunch. What do they do?
The Doctor: Well, they probably get in touch and suggest lunch.
Clara: Okay. So what kind of person would put a cryptic note in a newspaper advert?
The Doctor: Well, I would like to say-
Clara: Oh, go on. Do. Say.
The Doctor: Well, I would say that that person would be an egomaniac-needy-game-player sort of person.
Clara: [sighs] Thank you. [relaxes] Well, at least that's not changed.
The Doctor: [regards her] No, I don't suppose it ever will.
Clara: No. I don't suppose it will, either.
The Doctor: Clara, honestly...I don't want you to change. [puts his hand on top of hers]

[As they talk further, they discover that neither of them placed the newspaper ad. The Doctor starts to get suspicious.]
The Doctor: Well, if neither of us placed that ad... Who placed that ad?
Clara: [suddenly realising] Hang on... "Egomaniac needy game player"?!
The Doctor: [looking around the restaurant] This could be a trap.
Clara: [now angry] That was me?!
The Doctor: Never mind that.
Clara: Yes, I am minding that!
The Doctor: Clara-
Clara: You were talking about me?!
The Doctor: Clara, what is happening right now, in this restaurant, to you and me, is more important than your egomania.
Clara: Nothing is more important than my egomania!
The Doctor: Right. You actually said that.
Clara: [still upset] You never mention that again!

Clara: We could just casually stroll out of here, like we've changed our minds.
The Doctor: Happens all the time.
Clara: Ha, 'course it does. [They stand. The other diners stop and stand with a clatter of clockwork. They take a step, the diners move towards them] ...We could take another look at the menu...
[They sit back down and the diners return to their tables]

Clara: This is not a real restaurant, is it?
The Doctor: Well now, it's more a sort of automated organ collection station for the unwary diner - Sweeney Todd without the pies.
Clara: So where are we now?
The Doctor: Factually? An ancient spaceship, probably buried for centuries. Functionally? A larder.
Clara: So why hasn't somebody come for us?
The Doctor: We're alive.
Clara: We're alive in a larder.
The Doctor: Exactly; It's cheaper than freezing us.

Madame Vastra: The establishment upstairs has been disabled with maximum prejudice, and the authorities summoned.
Clara: Hang on, she called the police? We never do that. We should start...

Madame Vastra: What can I do for you?
Clara: Ah, well, that's exactly what I was going to ask you. Seems like I'm stuck here now. Got a vacancy?
Madame Vastra: You would be very welcome to join our little household. But I have it on the highest authority that the Doctor will be returning for you very soon.
Clara: Whose authority?
Madame Vastra: Well, the person who knows him best in all the universe.
Clara: And who's that?
Madame Vastra: Miss Clara Oswald. Who perhaps has, by instinct, already dressed to leave.
Clara:I just wanted a change of clothes. I don't think I know who the Doctor is any more.
[The sound of the TARDIS materialising is heard]
Madame Vastra: It would seem, my dear, you are very wrong about that. Clara? Give him hell. He'll always need it.
(30 August 2014)
The Doctor: [to Colonel Morgan and Journey Blue] This is Clara. Not my assistant. She's, uh, some other word.
Clara: I'm his carer.
The Doctor: Yeah. My carer. She cares, so I don't have to.

[Clara stares at the Doctor incredulously.]
The Doctor: [off her look] What's that look for?
Clara: That's the look you get when I'm about to slap you! [SLAPS the Doctor, HARD, across the face.] We're going to die in here. And there's a little bit of you that's pleased. "The Daleks are evil, after all." "Everything makes sense." "The Doctor is right!"
The Doctor: Daleks are evil. Irreversably so. That's what we just learned.
Clara: No, Doctor, that is not what we just learned!

Clara: [to the Doctor] You asked me if you were a good man. And the answer is... I don't know. But I think you try to be. And I think that's probably the point.
(6 September 2014)
[The Doctor and Clara are discussing Robin Hood.]
The Doctor: Old-fashioned heroes only exist in old-fashioned storybooks, Clara.
Clara: What about you?
The Doctor: Me?
Clara: Yeah. You. You stop bad things happening every minute of every day. That sounds pretty heroic to me.
[The Doctor is moved by her words.]
The Doctor: [modestly] Just passing the time.

Clara: How can you be so sure he [Robin Hood] is not the real thing?
The Doctor: Because he can't be.
Clara: When did you stop believing in everything?
The Doctor: When did you start believing in impossible heroes?
Clara: [gives the Doctor a look] Don't you know?

Robin Hood: Whoever he is [i.e, the Doctor], he is a very lucky man.
Clara: Marian is very lucky, too.
Robin Hood: [softly] I fear not.
Clara: Don't give up. Not ever. Not for one single day. [kisses his cheek] Be safe, if you can be. But always be amazing.

Listen [8.4]

If you listen to anything else, listen to this. You’re always gonna be afraid even if you learn to hide it. Fear is like a companion, a constant companion, always there. But that’s okay because fear can bring us together. Fear can bring you home… Fear makes companions of us all.
(13 September 2014)
[After an awkward moment where Danny gets upset over a badly made joke about his army days]
Danny: Sorry.
Clara: It's okay.
Danny: Sensitive subject.
Clara: Yes, can slightly see that.
Danny: Sometimes, people like you get the wrong end of the stick...
Clara: [beat, offended;] "People like me"?
Danny: [realises his mistake] I wasn't making assumptions about you...
Clara: That really is exactly what you were doing!
Danny: You were making assumptions about me!
Clara: I made a joke!
Danny: A not-funny joke!
Clara: Yeah, well, do you know what I'm making now?
Danny: A fuss?
Clara: An exit! [puts her coat back on and storms off. Danny bangs his head on the table in frustration]

Clara: [holds out her hand to Danny] Hello. I'm Clara Oswald. I'm a bit tricky, sometimes a bit up myself, and I do not like my surname, but I think that's basically everything you need to worry about.
Danny: [takes her hand] Hello, I'm... I'm sorry...
Clara: Also, I mouth off when I'm nervous and I've got a mouth on me. Seriously, it's got a mind of its own. I'm really worried it wants to go solo.

Clara: Danny, There is something I should probably be honest about...
Danny: [annoyed] How about everything?
Clara: Everything, in my case, is actually quite a lot.
Danny: Well, that's weird.
Clara: No, no, no, it's not weird! Not really- [realises he's leaving] Where are you going?
Danny: [flatly] I don't do weird.
Clara: Don't go!
Danny: Then do something for me: Tell me the truth - because I know when people are lying to me. However weird this thing may be, just tell me the truth.
Clara:It's not weird! [a man in a spacesuit beckons to her] Exactly...

[Clara is reassuring the young Doctor]
Clara: Listen. Listen. This is just a dream. But very clever people can hear dreams. So please, just listen. I know you're afraid. But being afraid is all right. Because didn't anybody ever tell you? Fear is a super power. Fear can make you faster, and cleverer, and stronger. And one day, you're going to come back to this barn, and on that day, you're going to be very afraid indeed. But that's okay. Because if you're very wise and very strong, fear doesn't have to make you cruel or cowardly. Fear can make you kind. It doesn't matter if there's nothing under the bed, or in the dark, so long as you know it's okay to be afraid of it. So listen. If you listen to nothing else, listen to this. You're always going to be afraid, even if you learn to hide it. Fear is like...a companion. A constant companion, always there. But that's okay, because fear can bring us together. Fear can bring you home. I'm going to leave you something, just so you'll always remember -- fear makes companions of us all. [leaves behind Rupert's toy 'Dan the Soldier Man']
(20 September 2014)
Clara: [To the Doctor, as the TARDIS phone rings] There you go, you've got another playmate. [The Doctor goes to answer the phone.] Don't.
The Doctor: Why not?
Clara: Because if you answer it, something will happen.
The Doctor: What?
Clara: A thing.
The Doctor: It's just a phone, Clara - Nothing happens when you answer the phone! [The Doctor picks up the phone, and they suddenly find themselves in an unknown location]

Clara: You can delete your memories?
Psi: Yeah. It's not as fun as it sounds.
Clara: I've got a few I wish I could lose...
Psi: And I lost a few I wish I hadn't. No, I was... I was interrogated in prison, and I guess I panicked - I didn't want to be a risk to the people close to me, so...
Clara: You deleted your friends?
Psi: My friends, anyone who ever helped me, my family-
Clara: Your family?
Psi: Of course my family.
Clara: How could you do that?
Psi: Well, I don't know... I suppose I must have loved them.
(27 September 2014)
Clara: What do you think? Say something.
Danny: So... There's an alien... That used to look like Adrian, then he turned into a Scottish caretaker, and every now and then, when I'm not looking, you elope with him.
Clara: I don't elope.
Danny: Do you love him?
Clara: No.
Danny: Really had enough of the lies.
Clara: ...Not in that way.
Danny: What other way is there?
Clara: You know what I mean.
Danny: No, I don't know what you mean. I know what you tell me, which isn't always the truth.
Clara: Danny...
Danny: Why do you do it? Why do you fly off in the box with him? The truth. Please, just this once.
Clara: Because it's amazing. Because I see wonders.
Danny: Okay.
Clara: What are you thinking?
Danny: That's a good question. It's funny. You only know what someone thinks of you when you know what lies they've told you. I mean, you say you've seen wonders, you've seen amazing things — and you've kept them secret. From me. So what do you think of me, Clara?
Clara: Please tell me how to fix this.
Danny: I just want to know who you are.
Clara: You know who I am.
Danny: When you're with him. When you're with the Doctor.
(4 October 2014)
Clara: Tell me what you knew, Doctor, or I'll smack you so hard you regenerate.
The Doctor: I knew that eggs are not bombs. I know they don't usually destroy their nests. Essentially what I knew was: you would always make the best choice. I had faith that you'd always make the right choice.
Clara: Honestly, d'you have music playin' in your head when you say rubbish like that?
The Doctor: It wasn't my decision, I told you.

Clara Oswald: Shut up! I am so sick of listening to you!
The Doctor: Well, I didn't do it for Courtney. I didn't know what was going to happen. D'you think I'm lying?
Clara: I don't know. I don't know! If you didn't do it for her, I mean... D'know what? It was cheap. It was pathetic. No, no, no, it was patronising! That was you patting us on the back, saying "You're big enough to go to the shops yourself now. Go on, toddle along".
The Doctor: No, that was me allowing you to make a choice about your own future. That was me... respecting you.
Clara: Oh my god, really? Was it? Yeah, well respected is not how I feel! [Clara sobs]
The Doctor: Right, OK.
Clara: I nearly didn't press that button! I nearly got it wrong. That was you, my friend, making me scared... Making me feel like a bloody idiot.
The Doctor: Language!
Clara: Oh, don't you ever tell me to mind my language! Don't you ever tell me to take the stabilisers off my bike! And don't you dare lump me in with the rest of all the little humans that you think are so tiny and silly and predictable! You walk our Earth, Doctor, you breath our air, you make us your friend. That is your moon, too, Doctor, and you can damn well help us when we need it!
The Doctor: I was helping.
Clara: What, by clearing off?
The Doctor: Yes.
Clara: Yeah? Well, clear off! Go On! Get back in your lonely... your lonely bloody TARDIS, and you don't come back — and you don't come back.
'[Clara storms towards the doors]
The Doctor: Clara! Clara!
Clara: You go away! And you don't come back. OK? You go a long way away!
(11 October 2014)
The Doctor: I couldn't risk Gus finding out my plan and stopping me.
Clara: So you were... pretending to be heartless?
The Doctor: Would you like to think that about me? Would that make it easier? [pause] I didn't know if I could save her. I couldn't save Quell, I couldn't save Moorhouse. There was a good chance that she'd die too. At which point... I would have just moved on to the next... and the next, until I beat it. Sometimes the only choices you have are bad ones, but you still have to choose.

Flatline [8.9]

(18 October 2014)
Rigsy: You never did tell me your name.
The Doctor: No time to fraternize. Come on, get rid of him.
Clara: I'm... Er... [pause] I'm the Doctor.
The Doctor: Don't you dare.
Clara: Doctor Oswald. But you can call me Clara.
Rigsy: I'm Rigsy. So er, what are you a doctor of?
The Doctor: Of lies.
Clara: Well, I'm usually quite vague about that... I think I just picked the title because it makes me sound important.
The Doctor: [sarcastic] Why, Doctor Oswald, you are hilarious. Could we get back to work, do you think?

Clara: It worked. They charged the TARDIS.
(25 October 2014)
Clara: This really is gonna happen, isn't it?
The Doctor: Stars implode, planets grow cold, catastrophe is the metabolism of the universe. I can fight monsters, I can't fight physics.
Clara: Why would trees want to kill us? We love trees.
The Doctor: You've been chopping them down for furniture for centuries. If that's love, no wonder they're calling down fire from the heavens.
Clara: But we saw the future. Lots of futures. Earth's futures.
The Doctor: They're about to be erased.
Clara: If you can't save them all, save what you can. TARDIS. It's a lifeboat, isn't it? Not everybody has to die.

Clara: So, trip to space, anyone?
Ruby: I want my mum.
Boy: I slightly want my mum too.
Clara: Tell them, Mr. Pink, what an educational opportunity...
Danny: You... You go. This... this is enough for me.
Clara: What? Coronal ejections, geomagnetic storms, how often do you get a playlist like that?
Danny: I was a soldier. I put myself at risk. I didn't try too hard to survive but somehow, here I am. And now I can see what I nearly lost and it's enough. I don't want to see more things, I want to see the things that are in front of me more clearly. There are wonders here, Clara Oswald. Bradley saying "please", that's a wonder. One person is more amazing... harder to understand, but more amazing than universes.
Clara: Really? What person is that, then? [They kiss]
(1 November 2014)
Danny: [answering his phone] Clara!
Clara: Shut up.
Danny: [amused] 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: [sarcastic] 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: Oh, wouldn't it be better if I was actually there?
Clara: Oh, Danny, everything is better when you're here, but maybe... [turns to look at the array of post-it notes on her bookshelves] Maybe not this. Okay... Er. Okay, before all of that. Before all of the stuff that I did wrong... [picks up the note that says "Just say it"] I love you.
Danny: [smiles] I love you. [walks out towards the main road]
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'll never say those words again. Not to anybody else, ever. Those words, from me, are yours now. [Danny walks out onto the main road. Clara doesn't get a reply] So, er. That's a thing. [just the sound of cars travelling on the road] Okay, Danny? Er, there's more but that's kind of the headline. Okay, Danny, please speak to me, This is, this is killing me. [still nothing] Danny, I love you. And you are the last person who's ever going to hear me say that.
Passer-by: Hello? Hello, is someone there?
Clara: Hello? Er, yeah. Who's this?
Passer-by: I just picked up the phone, I'm sorry. I found it.
Clara: Oh. Er, okay. Er, can you please just put me back on the phone to Danny? I was talking to Danny.
Passer-by: I'm sorry... I'm so sorry!
Clara: Okay, er, what are you sorry about? Could you please just pass the phone back to-
Passer-by: He was crossing the road. I found the phone, it must have just got thrown... The car, it just came out of nowhere! I'm so sorry!

Gran: Hello, love. You all right? Oh, of course you're not. Sorry. Of course you're not all right. You know what you should do? You should cry. Let go.
Clara: Of what?
Gran: It's a terrible thing. Just a terrible, terrible thing.
Clara: It wasn't terrible.
Gran: [confused] 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: (on speaker phone) Clara!

[In the inside of a volcano]
Clara: You told me once what it would take to destroy a TARDIS key. That's what's so good about lava. [holds out the TARDIS keys in her hand] All seven. From all of your hiding places. [holds one up]
The Doctor: Clara, what are you doing?! Don't! Be very, very careful with that. Those are very, very-!
[Clara throws it backwards into the lava]
Clara: Do I have your attention?
The Doctor: [reluctantly] Yes.
Clara: Good.
The Doctor: No. Not good, Clara.
Clara: Danny Pink.
The Doctor: Yeah?
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. [holds up another key]
The Doctor: No.
[Clara throws the key away]
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. And 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 me - 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. [throws all the remaining keys bar one into the lava] 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: Clara, my Clara, I don't think you will!
[The last key goes into the lava]
Clara: [realises what she's done, horrified] Oh, I'd say I'm sorry but I'd do it again. [falls to her knees and cries] I'd do it again! [notices that the Doctor hasn't reacted] 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've gone!
The Doctor: Clara, look in your hand.
Clara: There's nothing in my hand!
The Doctor: Yes, yes, yes, there is. Look: [Clara does so, and finds a Sleep Patch in the middle of her palm] Did you seriously think that that was going to work on me?

Clara: What do we do now? What happens now, you and me? Doctor?
The Doctor: Go to hell.
Clara: ...Fair enough. Absolutely fair enough. [walks towards the TARDIS doors]
The Doctor: Clara? You asked me what we're going to do. I told you: we're going to Hell. Or wherever it is where people die. If there is anywhere. Wherever it is, we're going to find Danny, and if it is in any way possible, we're going to bring him home. [smiles] Almost every culture in the universe has some concept of an afterlife. I always meant to have a look around, see if I could find one.
Clara: You're going to help me?
The Doctor: Well, why wouldn't I help you?
Clara: Because of what I just did. I–
The Doctor: You betrayed me. You betrayed my trust, you betrayed our friendship, you betrayed everything I ever stood for. You let me down!
Clara: Then why are you helping me?
The Doctor: Why? Do you think I care for you so little that betraying me would make any difference?

Clara: I don't deserve a friend like you.
The Doctor: Clara, I'm terribly sorry, but I'm exactly what you deserve.
(8 November 2014)
Clara: Stop! You can't kill me.
Cyberman: Incorrect.
Clara: I'm a target of strategic value. Alive, I'm a tactical advantage. Dead, I'm your biggest mistake.You don't know who I am.
[The Cyberman scans her]
Cyberman: You are Clara Oswald. You are human. You are unimportant.
Clara: Incorrect. You see, that's what you're supposed to think. That's what everybody thinks.
Cyberman: You are Clara Oswald.
Clara: Clara Oswald is a cover story, a disguise. There is no Clara Oswald.
Cyberman: Identify.
Clara: Oh, don't be so slow, it's embarrassing. Who could fool you like this? Who could hide right under your nose? Who could change their face any time they want? Hmm? You see, I'm not Clara Oswald; Clara Oswald has never existed!
Cyberman: Identify.
Clara: I'm the Doctor.

[Clara is confronted by three Cybermen]
Clara: Well, gentlemen. Where to start? I was born on the planet Gallifrey, in the constellation of Kasterborous. I'm a Time Lord, but my Prydonian privileges were revoked when I stole a time capsule and ran away. Currently pilot a Type 40 Tardis. I've been married four times, all deceased. My children and grandchildren are missing, and I assume, dead. I have a non-Gallifreyan daughter created via genetic transfer. How much more do you need? I'm the Doctor.
Cyberman: This information is not proof. We require proof.
Clara: How about my name?
Cyberman: Explain.
Clara: Well, my name isn't Doctor, is it? I don't even really have a doctorate. Well, Glasgow University, but then I accidentally graduated in the wrong century, so technically-
Cyberman: This information cannot be confirmed.
[Another Cyberman walks up behind Clara]
Cyberman 2: You are Clara Oswald.
Clara: Ah, no, I'm not!
Cyberman 2: Your deception is intended to prolong your life.
Cyberman: Your presence has not been ordered.
Cyberman 2: Correct. [to Clara] You are Clara Oswald.
Clara: Oh, seriously, this is getting old... Look, there is no Clara Oswald! I invented her! I made her up!
Cyberman 2: Born 23rd November, 1986.
Clara: Yeah, I chose that date. Always liked it.
Cyberman 2: Father, David James Oswald. Mother, Elena Alison Oswald.
Clara: Stories. Stories. Stories. I made them up. Look, ask anybody who knows me: I am an incredible liar.
Cyberman 2: [pause] Correct. [knocks Clara unconscious]
Cyberman: No order was given!
Cyberman 2: Correct.
Cyberman: You are not under Cybercontrol!
[The Cyberman destroys the others]
Cyberman 2: Correct. [clutches a piece of paper with "Known as Danny Pink" written on it]
(25 December 2014)
Santa Claus: (consulting a notebook) Okay. Right. Clara Oswald. Mostly favours travel books, science kits. Strict ban on hair products. Marginal for the Naughty List '93. [Tsks] Believer until the age of nine. Why did you stop?
Clara: Because you're a fairy tale. I grew out of fairy tales.
Santa Claus: [Sighs] Did you, Clara? Did you really? [The TARDIS appears on the rooftop.]

Clara: When I wake up, you won't be there.
Danny: Do you know why people get together at Christmas? Because every time they do, it might be the last time. Every Christmas is last Christmas, and this is ours. This was a bonus, this was extra. Now it's time to wake up.
(19 September 2015)
[The Doctor, Clara and Missy are all being held prisoner. The Doctor is about to be taken to Davros.]
Clara: Doctor. You sent Missy your confession dial.
The Doctor: Well,... we've known each other a long time, and she's one of my own people.
Clara: My point is, we both saw her die on Earth ages ago, and obviously, you knew that wasn't real, or worse,... hoped it wasn't. Either way,... I think you've been lying.
The Doctor: I'm sorry.
Clara: Don't apologize. Make it up to me. There, see? Ha. [nervous smile] Now you have to come back.
(3 October 2015)
Clara: Come on. We're on a roll. Monsters. Things blowing up. Okay, can we go back to that place with the people with the long necks who've been celebrating New Year's for two centuries? I left my sunglasses there. And most of my dignity.

Clara: I want another adventure. Come on, you feel the same. You're itching to save a planet, I know it.

[Having just found what appears to be an abandoned base, Clara is thrilled at the idea of another adventure.]
Clara: Oh, yeah, you see, this is more like it.
{She holds up her hand in the 'high five' pose. The Doctor just gives her a "Seriously?" look.]
Clara: Oh, come on. Don't leave me hanging.
[The Doctor just gives her a look and leaves the room, as Clara follows him out.]

O'Donnell: Oh, don't worry. They [the 'ghosts'] only come out at night.
Clara: Weird how that's not comforting.

[Inside the TARDIS, Clara takes off her jacket and heads for the door to go back out into the danger.}
The Doctor: Whoa! Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho! Where do you think you're going?!
Clara: Out there. Where the action is.
The Doctor: Look, um...
Clara: What?
The Doctor: Oh, this is my own fault. I like adventures as much as the next man, if the next man is a man who likes adventures. Even so, don't... Don't go native.
Clara: What do you mean? I'm not.
The Doctor: Look, there's a whole dimension in here (spreads his hands out, indicating the TARDIS), but there's only room for one... me.
Clara: (confused) Wait... wait a second. You just raved about ghosts like a kid who had too much sherbet.
The Doctor: Do you know what you need? You need a hobby.
Clara: Oh, I really don't.
The Doctor: Or even better, another relationship. Come on, you lot, you're bananas about relationships. You're always writing songs about them, or go to war, or gettin' tattooed.
Clara: Doctor. I'm fine.
The Doctor: I just... felt that I - I had to say something.
Clara: I know, and I appreciated it.
The Doctor: 'Cause I've got a duty of care.
Clara: (bemused) Which you take very seriously, I know.
The Doctor: So can I stop now?
Clara: Please. Please do. [They leave the TARDIS.]

Cass: (translated through Lunn) Are you sure the Doctor won't just leave us here?
Clara: Guys! Look. This is how we roll. He's gonna go away, come back, and we'll have to listen to how he did it.
Clara Oswald: Here's what I don't understand: you did change the future. You stopped The Fisher King from returning.
The Doctor: The Fisher King had been dead for a hundred and fifty years before we even got here. But once I went back, I became part of events. But here's the thing: The messages my ghost gave weren't for you, they were for me. That list: everyone after you was random, but you being the next name - that's what made me confront The Fisher King.
Clara: And saying the chamber will open?
The Doctor: That was me telling me to get inside and when to set it for.
Clara: Smart.
The Doctor: Except that's not why I said them.
Clara: How d'you mean?
The Doctor: I programmed my ghost to say them because that's what my ghost had said. And the only reason I created my ghost/hologram in the first place was because I saw it here. I was reverse-engineering the narrative.
Clara: OK, that's still pretty smart.
The Doctor: You do not understand. When did I first have those ideas, Clara?
Clara: Well, it must have been... [Clara pauses] ...Wow!
The Doctor: Exactly. Who composed Beethoven's 5th?
Clara: Evie Hubbard, year seven: You helped her out with her homework - Imaginary interview with Winston Churchill. You basically cheated!
The Doctor: That was her fault because she should have stressed "imaginary."
Clara: Let me be brave.
Clara: Doctor, you are not the only person who ever lost someone. It's the story of everybody. Get over it. Beat it. Break free. Doctor, it's time. Get up, off your arse, and win!.

Hell Bent [9.12]

Clara: People like me and you, we should say things to one another. And I'm going to say them now.
The Doctor, who had erased his memory of Clara, has had it restored
Clara: Merry Christmas, Doctor.
Doctor: Clara.
Clara: Hello, you stupid old man.
Doctor: You're back. You're in my head. All my memories are back.
Clara: And don't go forgetting me again, because, quite frankly, that was offensive.

Quotes about Clara Oswald

From the beginning she was impossible.
  • A genius entertainment manager hiding out in a wrecked ship, hacking the security systems of the most advanced warrior race the Universe has ever seen — but, you know what really gets me about you, Oswin? The soufflés. Where do you get milk for the soufflés? Seriously, is no one else wondering about that?

  • From the beginning she was impossible. The impossible girl. Met her in the Dalek Asylum, never saw her face, and she died. Met her again in Victorian London, and she died. Saved my life both times by giving her own. But now she’s back, and we’re running together and she’s perfect. Perfect in every way for me. Except she can’t remember that we ever met. Clara. Always brave, always funny. Always exactly what I need. Perfect. Too perfect. You get used to not knowing. Thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who Clara Oswald is. I know how she came to be in my life and I know what she will always mean. I found out the truth the day we went to Trenzalore.

  • And if I grow to be half the man that you are, Clara Oswald, I shall be happy indeed.

  • 5 ft 1 and crying - You never stood a chance.
    • The Twelfth Doctor to the Half-Faced Man in Deep Breath (23 August 2014)

  • Never try and control a control freak.
    • The Twelfth Doctor to the Half-Faced Man in Deep Breath (23 August 2014)

Robin Hood: Clara told me your stories.
The Doctor: She should not have told you any of that.
Robin Hood: Well, once the story started, she could hardly stop herself. You are her hero, I think.

Missy: I'm his friend. You're just...
Clara: Just what?
[Missy looks over Clara's shoulder and spots an elderly couple walking a puppy.]
Missy: See that couple over there? [indicates the elderly couple] You're the puppy.
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