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This page is a collection of quotations from the era of the second official incarnation of The Doctor from the BBC science fiction television programme Doctor Who, during which the role of the Second Doctor was played by Patrick Troughton.

Recurring Phrases

There are some corners of the universe which have bred the most terrible things. Things which act against everything we believe in. They must be fought.

The Second Doctor’s catch phrases:

When I say run, run. ...RUN!
Oh, my giddy aunt!
Oh my word!
I don't like it.
I would like a hat like that.
That's very civil of you.

Season 4

(5 November - 10 December 1966) — Although this serial marked the first appearance of the Second Doctor, it was the third serial of the fourth season.
Polly: [inside the TARDIS, the Doctor is regenerating. Ben and Polly watch in amazement as the frail old man changes into a younger figure. Ben and Polly discuss the "new" Doctor lying on the floor of the TARDIS] His face, his hair. Look at it!
Ben: He's breathing, and the TARDIS seems to be normal.
Polly: Ben, what are we going to do? We can't just leave the Doctor there.
Ben: What, him? The Doctor?
Polly: Well that's who came through the doors - there was no one else outside. Ben, do you remember what he said in the tracking room? Something about "This old body of mine is wearing a bit thin".
Ben: So he gets himself a new one?

Polly: Then whatever happened, happened in here.
Ben: But it's impossible!
Polly: Not so long ago we'd have been saying that about a lot of things.

The Doctor: [the Doctor awakens and mutters to himself] Slower. Slower. Concentrate on one thing. One thing. It's over. Hmm, hmm, hmm. It's over.
Ben: Doctor?
The Doctor: [the Doctor turns and stumbles over the console. Mutters to himself] The muscles are still a bit tight.
Ben: What are we gonna do?
Polly: It is the Doctor. I know it is... - I think.
Ben: It's not just his face that's changed. He doesn't even act like him!

[The Doctor explains his regeneration.]
Ben: The Doctor always wore this. If you are him it should fit... That settles it!
The Doctor: I'd like to see a butterfly fit into a chrysalis case after it spreads its wings.
Polly: Then you did change.
The Doctor: Life depends on change, and renewal.
Ben: Oh, that's it, you've been renewed, have you?"
The Doctor: Renewed? Have I? That's it, I've been renewed. It's part of the TARDIS. Without it I couldn't survive.

The Doctor: [Ben and Polly follow the Doctor into the capsule and find the cobwebbed Daleks] Polly... Ben... Come in and meet the Daleks.
Ben: What?
The Doctor: The Daleks.

The Doctor: If there was a bomb under this floor timed to go off in five minutes, would you ask my permission before you ripped up the floorboards? [Distracted] Ah ha, fruit!

The Doctor: Now, Lesterson's fanatic. The Governor's jealous of his own position. What does that suggest to you?
[the Doctor answers himself]
The Doctor: Dunno. Hadn't thought about it. That all is not well with this colony. Add to that one Dalek!
Ben: Oh, blimey, you don't half make mountains, don't you? One Dalek?
The Doctor: [explaining] Yes! All that is needed to wipe out this entire colony.

The Doctor: Lesterson, what have you done? What have you done?
Lesterson: I'll show you. Janley, now!

[A Dalek glides into the room. It's movement is strangely fascinating, holding everyone transfixed. Everyone except the Doctor who edges backwards, shaking his head in horror. The Dalek stops and looks around at each person in turn. At last it re-focuses on the Doctor. The Doctor backs into a chair]

Ben: It recognised the Doctor. It recognised him!
Polly: What's the matter, Doctor? Are you all right?
The Doctor: The fools. The stupid fools!
Ben: You're scared. What can it do?
The Doctor: Nothing yet.
Lesterson: This creation is called, I understand, a Dalek.
Ben: It knew who you were. It sounds ridiculous, but it did.
The Doctor: It knew who I was.
Ben: The Dalek knows who you are.
Lesterson: Now, look at it. I have merely given it electrical power, but it is capable of storing it. Moreover, it responds to orders. Turn around. [The Dalek obeys] Move that chair. [The Dalek pushes the chair across the room] Stop. [The Dalek stops] You see? Well, just think what this could do for our mining program, our processing, packaging. Dozens of labour jobs, Governor. It may even supply the end to all this Colony's problems.
The Doctor: Yes, it will end the colony's problems, because it will end the colony!
Dalek: I am your servant.
Lesterson: It, it spoke! Janley, did you hear it? It can actually talk.
The Doctor: It can do many things, Lesterson. But the thing it does most efficiently is exterminate human beings. It destroys them, without mercy, without conscience. It destroys them. Utterly. Completely. It destroys them.
Dalek: [Trying to drown out The Doctor] I am your servant. I am your servant. I am your servant. I am your servant. I am your servant.

The Doctor: [Talking about the Daleks] I know the misery they cause. The destruction.

The Doctor: Yes. When I say run, run like a rabbit. Run!
(17 December 1966 - 7 January 1967)
[The Doctor is pretending to be a German doctor.]
The Doctor: You suffer from headaches?
Perkins: No, I don't.
[The Doctor bangs his head on the table.]
The Doctor: Oh, dear. No headaches?
Perkins: Well... that...
[The Doctor bangs his head on the table again.]
The Doctor: Oh, dear. You call me a liar?
(14 January 1967 - 4 February 1967)
The Doctor: Just one small question: Why do you want to blow up the world?
Zaroff: Why? You, a scientist, ask me why? The achievement, my dear Doctor. The destruction of the world. The scientist's dream of supreme power!

The Doctor: Amazing. The professor leads the field in scientific discoveries. What a fantastic conception, to control the world from a test tube.
Damon: That's right.
The Doctor: Well, two can play at that game. Have you ever seen this? (The Doctor picks up two test tubes and pours one into the other, which releases a gas enabling the Doctor to escape.)


The Doctor: Zaroff, I think you ought to know the sea has broken through and is about to overwhelm us here.
Zaroff: Don't listen to him. The man lies.
The Doctor: Then perhaps the distant roaring that we can hear is just the goddess Amdo with indigestion.
(11 February - 4 March 1967)
The Doctor: This unit automatically controls the pulse, the temperature and the breathing.
Polly: A sort of electronic doctor.
The Doctor: Yes. Almost got striped trousers!

[A delirious Jamie spots a Cyberman.]
Jamie: It's you! The Phantom Piper!

The Doctor: There are some corners of the universe which have bred the most terrible things. Things which act against everything we believe in. They must be fought.

The Doctor: I simply don't understand it.
Polly: Doctor, it wouldn't, I mean it couldn't possibly have anything to do with Lister, could it?
The Doctor: Lister?
Polly: Well, I mean, you did say that you took your degree in Glasgow in 1888. It does seem an awful long time from now, 2070 or whatever it is.
The Doctor: Polly, are you suggesting that I'm not competent to carry out these tests?
Polly: Oh, no. No, no, no, no. I was just wondering if there was anything that Joseph Lister didn't know in 1888 that might possibly help you now.
The Doctor: Shh! Somebody's coming. It's Mister Hobson, out for blood. Ours. Look busy. Quick!

The Doctor: You say you searched all the base?
Hobson: Yes. What of it?
The Doctor: Every nook and cranny?
Hobson: Yes.
The Doctor: No chance of anyone hiding anywhere?
Hobson: None whatever.
The Doctor: Did your men search in here?
Hobson: Well...
The Doctor: Did they?
Hobson: Well...
Hobson: There are always people in here so they thought that...
The Doctor: [whispering urgently] Did they search in here?
Hobson: No!
Polly: But there's nowhere in here they could hide.
[the Doctor inspects all the beds in turn until he comes to one particular bed, where he sees the boots of a Cyberman sticking out]
Polly: Oh no! No! No! Oh no!

[The Cyberman rips off the cover, and pulls out a Cybergun]

(11 March - 1 April 1967)
Controller: [protesting against something] I... I will tell them. I will tell them. I... I'll do what you say. K-keep away. Don't touch me! I-I'll obey!
[a claw is seen on screen dragging the old man off]
Jamie: What's that? What's happening!
Polly: Doctor, that was it? that thing in the picture! That was the claw! They're in control.
Pilot: Take them out of here. They are condemned to the pits!
Polly: Macra!
Pilot: Take them away!
Polly: They're in control!!!

Polly: The old shaft. Doctor, that's where Jamie is!
The Doctor: So they're going to pour this gas in the old shaft - gas they value above all else. What do you make of that, Polly?
Polly: For goodness sake, Doctor. What are you going on about?
The Doctor: Don't you see? Control are not pouring this poisonous gas into the old shaft to kill Jamie. They've quite another reason.

Polly: Doctor, you've got to do something to help him.
The Doctor: Before we act, we must think. Now, the Macra that have come to the surface of this planet have not found sufficient gas in the atmosphere, so they've had to get somebody to pump it up from down below.
Polly: But, if it's life and death to them, why do they waste it? Why divert it into the old shaft?
The Doctor: [thinking aloud] That's obvious, Polly, obvious. Because there's something trapped down there they wish to keep alive!

Pilot: I really don't know why I trust you, Doctor.
The Doctor: Oh, perhaps I've got an honest face.
(8 April - 13 May 1967)
Jamie: [seeing an aeroplane at Gatwick Airport]: Ooh, it's a flyin' beastie!

Commandant: [incredulously] The pilot said what?
Meadows: [desperately] A police box on the runway.
Commandant: A likely story. Tell him to get back in the stack and await further instructions.
Meadows: Yes, Sir.

The Doctor: [happy to see Polly] Commandant, this is the girl I was telling you about.
Polly Double: [Polly gives him a puzzled look] I beg your pardon?
Commandant: Do you know these gentlemen?
Polly Double: No. Why? Should I?
Commandant: According to them, they know you.
The Doctor: Now where have you been, Polly?
Polly Double: Polly? My name isn't Polly. You must have made a mistake. I've never seen them before in my life!

Jamie: What's a passport?
The Doctor: Some sort of official mambo jambo.

The Doctor: Well, in view of the facts that I’ve already presented - the ray gun, this pen and one or two other things - I think we’re dealing with people who are not from this planet.

The Doctor: When did you learn such excellent English?
Polly Double: [Annoyed] ... I had an English governess.
(20 May - 1 July 1967)
The Doctor: I am not a student of human nature. I am a professor of a far wider academy of which human nature is merely a part.

The Emperor Dalek: The experiment is over?
Doctor: Yes. I have implanted the human factor in the three Daleks that you gave me.
[to Waterfield and Jamie]
Doctor: When I say "run", - run!
The Emperor Dalek: Speak louder!
Doctor: I was merely telling my friend that the day of the Daleks is coming to an end.
The Emperor Dalek: Explain.
Doctor: It's very simple. Somewhere in the Dalek race there are three Daleks with the "Human Factor". Gradually, they will come to question. They will persuade other Daleks to question. You will have a rebellion on your planet!
The Emperor Dalek: No!
Doctor: I say, yes! I've beaten you, and I don't care what you do to me now!
The Emperor Dalek: Silence. The "Human Factor" showed us what the "Dalek Factor" was.
Doctor: [his "triumphant" face falling] What?
Jamie McCrimmon: Well, what does that mean?
The Emperor Dalek: Without knowing, you have shown the Daleks what their own strength is.
Edward Waterfield: While you were doing one thing, they were really making you do another.
The Emperor Dalek: The "Human Factor" is useless.
Doctor: You still have those three Daleks to contend with.
The Emperor Dalek: They will be impregnated with the "Dalek Factor". Your discovery, but your work is not over.
Doctor: I won't work for you!
The Emperor Dalek: You will obey!
Jamie McCrimmon: What is the "Dalek Factor"?
Doctor: You want me to guess? It means to obey, to fight, to destroy, to exterminate. I won't do it.
The Emperor Dalek: Watch!
[a light comes on, revealing the TARDIS]
Jamie McCrimmon: The TARDIS, Doctor!
The Emperor Dalek: You will take the "Dalek Factor". You will spread it to the entire history of Earth!

Jamie: [to The Doctor] Anyone would think that it's a little game, and it's not. People have died. The Daleks are all over, fit to murder the lot of us, and all you can say is that you've had a good night's work. Well, I'm telling you this, we're finished. You're just too callous for me. Anything goes by the board, anything at all. You don't give that much for a living soul except yourself. Just whose side are you on?

Season 5

(2 September - 23 September 1967)
The Doctor: You look very nice in that dress, Victoria.
Victoria: Thank you. Don't you think it's a bit...
The Doctor: A bit short? Oh, I shouldn't worry about that. Look at Jamie's.
Jamie: [offended] Hey, I'll have you know that- [looks at his kilt] Oh, aye.

Eric Klieg: Doctor, you seem to be very familiar with this place.
The Doctor: Oh no, not really, um, it's all based on symbolic logic, the same as you use in computers. The opening mechanism to this door, an or-gate you call it.
Eric Klieg: Yes yes, I can see that, but how did you know in the first place?
The Doctor: Oh, I used my own special technique.
Eric Klieg: Oh really Doctor, and may we know what that is?
The Doctor: Keeping my eyes open and my mouth shut.

[Toberman blocks the Doctor's path with his hand]
Jamie: Hey, let the Doctor pass or I'll - [Toberman grips the Doctor's shirt roughly] Yes, well, let the Doctor pass.

The Doctor: Are you happy with us, Victoria?
Victoria: Yes, I am. At least, I would be if my father were here.
The Doctor: Yes, I know, I know.
Victoria: I wonder what he would have thought if he could see me now.
The Doctor: You miss him very much, don't you?
Victoria: It's only when I close my eyes. I can still see him standing there, before those horrible Dalek creatures came to the house. He was a very kind man, I shall never forget him. Never.
The Doctor: No, of course you won't. But, you know, the memory of him won't always be a sad one.
Victoria: I think it will. You can't understand, being so ancient.
The Doctor: Eh?
Victoria: I mean old.
The Doctor: Oh.
Victoria: You probably can't remember your family.
The Doctor: Oh yes, I can when I want to. And that's the point, really. I have to really want to, to bring them back in front of my eyes. The rest of the time they... they sleep in my mind and I forget. And so will you. Oh yes, you will. You'll find there's so much else to think about. To remember. Our lives are different to anybody else's. That's the exciting thing! There's nobody in the universe can do what we're doing.

The Doctor: Don't you see what this is going to mean to all the people who come to serve Klieg the all powerful? Why, no country, no person would dare to have a single thought that was not your own. Eric Klieg's own conception of the, of the way of life!
Eric Klieg: Brilliant! Yes, yes, you're right. Master of the world.
The Doctor: Well now I know you're mad, I just wanted to make sure.

Captain Hopper: Well, I hope they know what they're doing. I've been down there once and I don't reckon to go again.
Victoria: That's all right, Captain. It's comforting to know that we have your superior strength to call on, should we need it.

The Cyber Controller: We will survive.

The Cyber Controller: You belong to us. You shall be like us.
The Professor: How did you know we would release you? You could have remained frozen forever.
The Cyber Controller: The humanoid mind. You are inquisitive.
The Doctor: Ah, I see. A trap. A very special sort of trap too.
The Professor: What do you mean special trap?
The Doctor: They wanted superior intellects. That's why they made the trap so complicated!
The Cyber Controller: We knew that somebody like you would come to our planet someday.
The Doctor: Yes. We've done exactly as you calculated, haven't we?
The Cyber Controller: Now you belong to us.

[The Doctor on disabling the Cybermats]
The Doctor: The power cable generated an electrical field and confused their tiny metal minds. You might almost say they've had a complete metal breakdown. [Jamie groans] Oh, I'm so sorry, Jamie.

The Doctor: Jamie, I hope you made those ropes secure.
Jamie: Oh, the King of the Beasties himself couldnae get out of that one.
The Doctor: Good.
[The re-energized Cyber Controller easily punches his way out of Jamie's impromptu restraints]
The Doctor: Jamie, remind me to give you a lesson in tying knots, sometime.

The Doctor: The best thing about a machine that makes sense is you can very easily make it turn out nonsense.
(30 September - 4 November 1967)
[The Doctor and Jamie are faced with an inactive Yeti.]
Jamie: Have you thought up some clever plan, Doctor?
The Doctor: Yes, Jamie, I believe I have.
Jamie: What are you going to do?
The Doctor: Bung a rock at it.
(11 November - 16 December 1967)
Announcement: Red state emergency. Evacuation phase three. Phase three evacuate. Transport section leaders report now. Phase three evacuation.
The Doctor: Something's wrong.
Victoria: It seems safe enough.
[A woman walks towards them.]
The Doctor: We're discovered. [She pins labels on the travellers] Oh, thank you.
Jamie: Thank you. Excuse me, miss, I'm Jamie McCrimmon, do you think you could tell us where we are?
[The woman walks away]
The Doctor: She doesn't want to know, Jamie.
Victoria: Hey, this says we're on evacuation flight seven.
The Doctor: That's rather inhospitable. We've only just arrived.
Jamie: Hey, and this tag, it says I'm a scavenger. And yours does too! Here, we're not beggars.
The Doctor: Hush, Jamie.
Victoria: What is it, Doctor?
[The Doctor listens at a door]
The Doctor: It sounds like electronic machinery. Like a computer. But there's something wrong with its pitch.
Victoria: Oh, no. Now look, it might be dangerous. Now let's leave it.
The Doctor: No.
Victoria: Doctor.
The Doctor: [Smiles mischievously] Let's go in!

The Doctor: In 2 minutes 38 seconds, you're going to have an almighty explosion! The readings say so!
Clent: Well how can you possibly know that? I haven't even -- I haven't even processed them through the computer yet!
The Doctor: I don't need a computer.
[After handing out instructions and averting the disaster]
The Doctor: Yes, that should hold it steady. It's not a perfect job, mind you. You ought to get an expert in, you know.
Clent: How did you -- it was all a bluff, wasn't it, that 2 minutes 38 seconds to danger.
The Doctor: Oh no, it was near enough correct. Give or take a second.
Clent: Rubbish.
The Doctor: Check it on your precious computer then.
Clent: Miss Garrett, do so.
Garret [reads to computer]: Ioniser fall rate, 7 2.4. Ion compensator, minus 1 7 degrees. Ion flow rate, 1 3 7 9. Assessment please.
Computer: Immediate emergency. In two minutes thirty seven seconds, the reactor will explode.
The Doctor: Well, a second out. We can't all be perfect.

Jamie: Victoria?
Victoria: What?
Jamie: Did you see how those lassies were dressed?
Victoria: Yes, I did. And trust you to think of something like that.
Jamie: Well, I couldn't help thinking about it.
Victoria: Well, I think it's disgusting, wearing that kind of… thing.
Jamie: Oh, aye, so it is, so it is. You, eh, you don't see yourself dressed like that then?
Victoria: Jamie!
Jamie: Oh, I'm sorry. It was, eh, just an idea.
Victoria: We will now change the subject, please. I want to look at this man.
[Behind the curtain, the warrior flexes his claw, opens his mouth and moves his head.]

Victoria: Who are you?
Varga: [hissing voice] Varga.
Victoria: Where are you from?
Varga: From the red planet.
Victoria: Mars? We thought you were dead and then you came alive.

Computer: However, the suspected presence of an alien spacecraft must be investigated, in case of potentially fissionable material.
Jamie: Spacecraft! Hey, do you reckon that's where the warrior's gone back to?
The Doctor: Well he didn't come by Shetland Pony, Jamie.

The Doctor: [Looking at a device in the Ioniser control room] Yes. This is an automatic chemical dispenser, is it not?
Garrett: Yes.
The Doctor: How does it work?
Clent: Well, you choose the category of the article that you want by indicating it on one of these little chaps here. [Indicates several small buttons] Jolly good. And now you dial the precise chemical formula that you want there.
The Doctor: May I? There's something I need rather desperately. [Dials in a short formula]
[The machine dispenses a sealed plastic cup. The Doctor removes the seal]
Clent: What's that?
The Doctor: Water. [Drinks it]
Clent: Indeed.
The Doctor: Ah, that's better. Now then, let's see. Jamie has vanished, [Does more dialing] Victoria's on her way back to the base, and neither of them can help us with our main problem.
[The dispenser produces a phial which the Doctor takes]
The Doctor: An exact description of the spacecraft's propulsion unit.
Garrett: That will?
The Doctor: I will.
Clent: With the help of Ammonium Sulphide?
The Doctor: We know these creatures come from Mars, don't we? What do we know about their planet's atmospheric conditions?
Garrett: Chiefly nitrogen, with virtually no oxygen or hydrogen.
The Doctor: Then they're not going to enjoy this little concoction much, are they?
Clent: What? You mean you intend to use it as a kind of toxic gas?
The Doctor: Well, if I'm going to an alien spaceship, it may come in handy.

[Three Ice warriors enter the Ioniser control room]
Clent: Well, now, gentlemen, you said no traps and we, for our part, have made utterly sure that there are no traps...
Varga: I made no promises. I merely warned you not to trick me.
Garrett: How can we help you?
Varga: I will tell you what I want and you will give it to me.
Clent: Oh, come now, Varga. That's not the way to talk. We're both of us in a very difficult situation and at times like this it beholds us both to proceed with mutual respect and, because the whole world could be...
[Walters has regained consciousness and is reaching for his weapon. An Ice warrior kills him]
Varga: So much for your word.
Clent: That was, that was not planned.
(23 December 1967 - 27 January 1968)
Victoria: Perhaps we've landed in a world of mad men!
Doctor: They're human beings, if that's what you mean. Indulging their favorite pastime of trying to destroy each other.

Astrid: I suggested that we meet under a disused jetty by the river.
Doctor: Disused Yeti?

The Doctor: People spend all their time making nice things and then other people come along and break them!

Griffin: I can't see anything.
Jamie: Over there, by the trees. Hey, he's armed, too. Get down. Look, I'm going out there, you stay down here. When the rest of the guards come, send them out after me.
Griffin: Yes, all right. [Jamie goes into the garden] This is just about the end of a perfect day. [A shot rings out] Hey, I know the food's bad, but you don't have to go that far! [More shots, and Griffin hides under the kitchen table] All right, have it your own way! Why did I ever leave Wollamaloo?

Jamie: You must have been a nasty little boy.
Benik: Oh, I was. But I had a very enjoyable childhood.

[Astrid hides among rocks as the guard runs across the field]
Swann: [faint] Help! Somebody help me! [Astrid finds the tunnel entrance] Help! [A short way in, Astrid finds Swann on the floor, with a bad cut on the back of his forehead] Help. Somebody help me.
Astrid: Who did this to you?
Swann: A man named Salamander.
Astrid: Salamander?
Swann: Down there.
Astrid: Down there?

[The 'Doctor' gestures at the controls]
Jamie: Me Doctor? But you said we were never to touch the controls.
The Doctor: Quite right, Jamie! Welcome to the TARDIS.
[The real Doctor enters]
Salamander: Thank you. You're doing so well impersonating me, I thought I might return the compliment.
The Doctor: ... And Giles Kent?
Salamander: ...unfortunately, didn't survive the explosion.
The Doctor: We're going to put you outside Salamander. No friends. No safety. Nothing. You'll run, but they'll catch up with you.
(16 March 1968 - 20 April 1968)
Guard: May I see your pass, madam?
Maggie: Pass?
Guard: I have instructions that no one is to leave or enter the compound without a written pass from Chief Robson. Not until after the emergency.
Maggie: But you know who I am. My husband is second in command to Chief Robson.
Guard: Yes, Mrs. Harris, I know.
Maggie: Then let me pass, please.
Guard: Sorry, madam. I think you should return to the residential block.

Jamie: You mean to say that this place supplies all the gas for the whole of the south of England?
Price: And for the whole of Wales.
Victoria: What are all those lights for?
Price: Well, that's a plan of the entire compound and each of those lights represents a remote control camera that I can switch through to this screen if I want to look at any particular area. Like this.
Jamie: Oh. Where are all these rigs people talk about?
Price: Well, they're out at sea, of course, but that plan over there shows you the relative position of all the rigs under our command.
Victoria: What's the big one in the middle?
Price: Well, that's the central control rig complex, the sort of the nerve centre of the whole thing. The other rigs feed her with gas and she in turn pumps it to us via the main pipeline, see.
Victoria: How awful to have to live out at sea. And lonely.
Price: Oh, I don't know. Mister Robson once spent four years on one of the early rigs without ever going ashore.
Jamie: Aye, that would account for quite a lot.

Maggie: There is little time. You know what you must do?
Robson: Yes.
Maggie: You will obey?
[Robson nods, then watches Maggie walk into the sea until the waves break over her head]

The Doctor: If you don't mind my saying so, Mister Van Lutyens, I think this is a very bad idea of yours. You don't know what you're up against.
Jamie: Aye, you wouldn't catch me down there.
Chief: Why don't we wait until Mister Harris comes back, sir?
Van Lutyens: The only way to find out if this weed stuff of yours is blocking the base of the impeller is to go down and have a look.
Chief: Look, Mister Van Lutyens, I have no authority to send my men down there.
Van Lutyens: I realize that. That's why I'm going down.
Chief: By yourself?
Van Lutyens: Oh yes.
Chief: I wouldn't go down. Well, I hope you know what you're doing, sir.
Van Lutyens: I think so.
The Doctor: I wish you wouldn't do this, Mister Van Lutyens.
Van Lutyens: I can't sit about waiting any longer. I have no position of authority here but I do have the run of the company installations, and if I can do nothing else I can at least inspect the base of the impeller shaft. [puts on a gas mask and steps through the airlock onto the impeller shaft lift platform] Tot straks.
The Doctor: Good luck.
Jamie: Aye, you'll need it.
Chief: All right, lower him down.
[Oak and quill are at the lift controls]

Price: Good. see that he stays there. Mister Harris?
Harris: Yes?
Price: They've found Mister Robson.
Harris: Good. Where?
Price: In his cabin, lying on his bunk, apparently.
Harris: Oh, well that's a relief.
Price: There's a guard at the door, sir.
Harris: Good.
Jones: Mister Harris. I want to see Mister Robson.
Harris: Robson? But he's ill. He won't be able to put two...
Jones: I want to see him.
Harris: But you've seen him already. Surely you could see he was in no fit state to help us in any way.
Jones: I fully realize that, Mister Harris, but we're old friends. He might talk to me. There's just a possibility that he may know something that could help us.
Harris: I see. All right, but I'm coming with you. Robson's in an unpredictable state at the moment. He could be violent.
Jones: All right. You come too, Perkins.
Perkins: Yes, Miss Jones.
[Jones and Perkins leave]
Harris: Oh, if anything happens, Price, anything at all, I'll be with Miss Jones in Mister Robson's cabin.
Price: Very good, sir.
Harris: Chief.
Chief: Right, sir.

Harris: It's no good. We won't hear from the Doctor or any of them. We must evacuate the compound.
Jones: No! We said an hour. He's got ten more minutes.
Harris: But even if he does come back, what good could he do? The only possible weapon we might have used against the weed has been destroyed.
Jones: That was your entire stock of oxygen, was it?
Harris: Yes.
Jones: Right. Perkins, get onto London to the Defense Minister. I want a full red alert on this now. Tell him what's happened and ask him to arrange for as many tankers of oxygen as he can muster to be sent here immediately.
Perkins: Yes, Miss Jones.
Harris: They won't be in time. We must evacuate the compound. The pipeline room is a mass of weed and foam. You've seen how rapidly it reproduces. It could swamp the entire compound at any moment.
Jones: It could, but it hasn't yet, and until it does, we stay here.
Harris: And when it does attack, how do you expect to fight it? With what weapons?
The Doctor: Perhaps I can answer those questions, Mister Harris.
Jones: Doctor! Oh, thank heavens you're alive.
Harris: What about Robson? Did you find him?
Jamie: Aye, we found him all right.
Harris: And my wife?
The Doctor: Well, we didn't see her, no.
Harris: No. There's not much hope, is there. What can we do? How can we fight this hideous thing?
The Doctor: You say there's not much hope. I believe there is.
Harris: But even if we succeed in fighting of the weed, what about those people already affected by it?
The Doctor: Well on our way back here we stopped of at the Medicare Centre. The man that Jamie fought with in the corridor has almost completely recovered.
Harris: What?
The Doctor: Yes, the weed growth on his arm has disappeared and died. He's bemused, he's dazed, but he's alive!
Harris: But how? Why? What killed the weed?
The Doctor: Noise! Sound vibrations.
Jones: How did you find out?
The Doctor: Victoria discovered it.
Victoria: I did?
The Doctor: Well, yes. You screamed.
Victoria: I screamed.
The Doctor: It's her scream, her particular pattern of sound that does the trick.
Harris: So that's why the crews on the rigs spoke softly. The noise affected them.
The Doctor: Yes, very possibly. Now, before you evacuate this compound, just give me one half hour.
Harris: The risk is too great. The entire compound is alive with seaweed.
Jones: Half an hour won't make that much difference. Doctor, what do you think we can do?
The Doctor: We make a noise, Miss Jones. We make an awful lot of noise!
Harris: It's too late. We'll never stop it now.
The Doctor: But we've got to. It may be too late.
Harris: It's impossible, I tell you. It's seeping in from every corner of the compound.
The Doctor: Yes, but if we can destroy the weed's nerve centre.
Jones: But you said yourself you don't know where the nerve centre is.
The Doctor: But we do. It's here.
Harris: That's the Control Rig.
The Doctor: Precisely. We must generate enough sound to penetrate the Control Rig.
Jones: But how will you get it there?
The Doctor: That way. Through the pipelines. Mister Harris, this is the only way to help your wife and all those other people.
Harris: Yes, I realize that, but there isn't time.
The Doctor: Please. Just one half hour.
Harris: Price.
Price: Sir.
Harris: What's happening in the pipeline room?
[A monitor is switched on]
Victoria: Oh, no.
Price: Half an hour?
Harris: Yes, that's about all we've got. But you're right. We must try.
The Doctor: Oh, thank you. Now then, Mister Price, where do all these big leads go to?
Price: The transmitter and loud speakers down below, sir.
The Doctor: I see.
Price: What's this all about, Doctor?
The Doctor: Well, if we can boost this equipment to transmit enough sound down the pipeline, we can destroy the weed's nerve centre.
(27 April - 1 June 1968)
The Doctor: Logic, my dear Zoe, merely enables one to be wrong with authority.

The Doctor: I suppose you've come for me?
Cyberman 1: You know our ways.
The Doctor: Yes, I hoped you realised somebody did. I imagine you have orders to destroy me?
Cyberman 1: Yes.
The Doctor: Tell me one thing, why did you order Duggan to destroy radio communication with the Earth? After all, that is why you want possession of the wheel, isn't it?
Cyberman 1: You know our ways.
The Doctor: That doesn't answer my question.
Cyberman 2: He was instructed to destroy only the transmitting complex.
The Doctor: Oh, I see, how interesting, yes, of course. And presumably your large space-ship holds your invasion fleet, and the smaller ships can only enter the planet's atmosphere by homing on a radio beam.
Cyberman 1: You know our ways. You must be destroyed.
The Doctor: Yes, I was afraid you'd get back to that.

Season 6

(10 August - 7 September 1968)
The Doctor: An unintelligent enemy is far less dangerous than an intelligent one, Jamie. Just act stupid. Do you think you can manage that?

Jamie: Oh, no, you're not thinking of what I think you're thinking of, are you?
The Doctor: That, I think, Jamie, depends upon what you think I am thinking!
(14 September - 12 October 1968)
The Doctor: Logic, my dear Zoe, merely enables one to be wrong with authority:

Jamie Come on, back to the TARDIS.
Zoe: Is that the right way?
Jamie: Of course it's the right way. No it could be... erm...
Zoe We're lost, aren't we.
Jamie: No, I wouldn't say that. We're just er... [beat] You want to know something?
Zoe: What?
Jamie: I think we're lost.
(2 November - 21 December 1968)
The Doctor: Oh, yes, it could be 20th century. England in summertime, I should say. See the rain clouds?

Isobel Watkins: You... You... you man! (in response to the Brigadier)

The Doctor: I hate computers and refuse to be bullied by them!
The Doctor: (when hearing a quick loud ring) Great jumping gobstoppers!
(25 January - 1 March 1969)
[Slaar is talking on a monitor to his superior, the Grand Marshall, who has sequins on his helmet]
Grand Marshall: Are all the preparations complete?
Slaar: Yes, Grand Marshall. The seed pods have been dispatched to the cities of the Earth, and the Moonbase is in our hands.
Grand Marshall: Good. Our fleet is approaching the gravitational field of the moon. Is all prepared?
Slaar: Everything is ready. I shall guide our ships in on the homing beam signal.
Grand Marshall: Fuel supplies are at marginal level. There must be no misjudgements!
[Fewsham quietly switches on the video link]

Computer: No information yet available from Weather Control Bureau.
Radnor: [annoyed] Oh, no. I'd better get over there!
The Doctor: [On the Monitor] T-Mat control? Commander Radnor? Ah.
Radnor: Doctor!
The Doctor: This is the Doctor.
Radnor: Doctor, are you all right? What's happening over there?
The Doctor: Yes, well, we've had quite a battle here, but things are all right now. There was a warrior here, but we've dealt with him.
Radnor: Excellent! Is there much damage?
The Doctor: Well, yes, I'm afraid so. I'm going to see how much now. How are you getting along with the signal in the satellite:?
Radnor: Professor Eldred and Miss Kelly are coping with it now.
The Doctor: Good. I'll be back as soon as I can.
[The transmission ends]
Radnor: How's it going?
Kelly: We're ready to test.
Radnor: Play back recording of homing beam.
[The computer obeys]
Kelly: Now, that's the Ice Warriors' homing beam. Let's see if I can produce that exactly.
[But it's too fast and high-pitched. Kelly begins adjusting it with a Screwdriver]
Radnor: Can't you get any closer than that?
Kelly: I shall! Don't worry! [the beeping slows down until it's the right speed]
Eldred: That's it.
Kelly: I'll lock into that frequency.
Eldred: Just one thing, Miss Kelly. Now that you've perfected this thing, how do you propose getting it to the launching pad without T-Mat?
Kelly: It just so happens I found a petrol car in a motor museum.
Eldred: Really? What make?
Kelly: I've no idea, but it's got four wheels and it goes. Get this to the vehicle immediately.
[A technician takes the homing beam away]
Eldred: Will a car be able to get through the foam?
Radnor: Yes. I've arranged for a route to be cleared by hosing the foam.
Eldred: Good, good.
Radnor: But the only way we'll ever get rid of it permanently is by rain. Lots of rain!

Grand Marshall: You should not have killed him (Fewsham)! Who will operate T-Mat?
Slaar: I have studied the controls.
Grand Marshall: What if the apparatus breaks down?
Slaar: I shall send warriors to Earth to bring back technicians.
Grand Marshall: Soon all humans on Earth will be extinct!
Slaar: It will take time for the fungus to remove the oxygen from their atmosphere.
Grand Marshall: You must use that time to obtain another human, and do not kill him!
Slaar: No, Grand Marshall.
Grand Marshall: You will be prepared to activate the homing beam on our signal?
Slaar: All is prepared, Grand Marshall. [the transmission ends as Slaar goes to speak to one of his soldiers] I shall return to our ship to finalize invasion plans.

Slaar: This is impossible!
Ice Warrior: [Checks the communications link] The signal! There is no power!
Slaar: You did this!
The Doctor: Yes. That signal has been going no further than this control room.
Slaar: But they were receiving my signal!
The Doctor: Not your signal. Ours.
Slaar: You sent a signal from Earth?
The Doctor: We sent up a satellite. That signal has sent your fleet into a false orbit!
Slaar: The heat of the sun will kill them! You have destroyed our entire fleet!
The Doctor: You tried to destroy an entire world.
Slaar: Earth will still die. The Fungus will take the oxygen from your atmosphere.
The Doctor: No, I'm afraid you've failed there too. We can destroy the Fungus.
Slaar: [Seething with rage, turns to his only remaining Ice Warrior] Kill him!
[a voice calls out from the T-Mat cubicle]
Jamie: Doctor!
The Doctor: Jamie, look out! [leaps over the T-Mat control desk and tackles the Ice Warrior]
[The Ice Warrior fires but the Doctor diverts its aim so that Slaar dies instead of Jamie]
Jamie: [leaps across the room and tackles the Ice Warrior] Creag Au Tuire!
The Doctor: [holding up his solar energy power leads] Jamie, a live terminal!
[Jamie and the Doctor press each lead into the Ice Warrior's body. There's a bright flash and the Warrior collapses]
The Doctor: Oh, well done, Jamie! Oh, goodness me! Jamie, thank you very much. Now then, we must T-Mat ourselves back to Earth.
(19 April - 21 June 1969)
The War Chief: You may have changed your appearance, but I know who you are.
The Doctor: Oh, do you?
The War Chief: Your machine is a TARDIS. You're too familiar with its controls to be a stranger.
The Doctor: I had every right to leave.
The War Chief: Stealing a TARDIS? Oh, I'm not criticising you. We are two of a kind.
The Doctor: We most certainly are not.
The War Chief: We were both Time Lords. And we both decided to leave our race.
The Doctor: I had reasons of my own.
The War Chief: Just as I had.

Sgt Russell: If these Time Lords are your friends, why don't you wait for them?
The Doctor: You don't understand, Mister Russell I must go! Please!
Arturo Villar: [With pistols drawn] You stay here with us, my friend.
The Doctor: Look, I am not going to argue. Jamie, Zoe, Cartsairs, into the machine.
Jamie: But, Doctor, he's not joking, y'know!
The Doctor: For once, Jamie, do as you are told!
Arturo Villar: You move and I kill you!
The Doctor: Then you will just have to kill me, Mister Villar.
Villar: Well, Mister Doctor, that is just what I will do.
[Russell and Carstairs wrestle Villar]
Sgt Russell: You can't shoot him in the back. He's helped us too much.
Villar: The back, the front, what's the difference?
Sgt Russell: It's too late now anyway.
[The Doctor, Jamie, Zoe and Carstairs take off in the SIDRAT]
The WarLord: Don't Worry. When the Time Lords get him, he'll wish you had killed him.

The Doctor: is a fact, Jamie, that I do tend to get involved.

The Doctor: The Time Lords are an immensely civilised race. We can control our own environment - we can live forever, barring accidents and we have the secret of space/time travel.

Time Lord: There is no escape, Doctor. Return the TARDIS to our home planet.
The Doctor Why can't you leave me alone?!

The Doctor: Goodbye, Jamie.
Jamie: But Doctor, surely we can't just-
The Doctor: Goodbye, Jamie.
Jamie: I'll never forget you, you know.
The Doctor: I won't forget you! Goodbye, Zoe.
Zoe: Will we ever meet again?
The Doctor: Again? Now, Zoe, you know that time is relative.

Time Lord: You have changed your appearance before. You will do it again; that is part of the sentence.
The Doctor: You can't just change what I look like without consulting me!
Time Lord: You will have the opportunity to choose your appearance.
The Doctor: Oh, then it won't be so bad. But I warn you, I'm very particular.
Time Lord: Here is your first choice.
[A man with a big bushy beard appears on the screen]
The Doctor: He's too old! [Looks at the other choices] Well, he's too fat, isn't he? No, he's too thin! That one's too young! Oh now, that won't do at all, it's ridiculous!
Time Lord: You're wasting time, Doctor.
The Doctor: Well, it's not my fault, is it? Is this the best you can do? I've never seen such an incredible bunch!
Time Lord: Since you refuse to take the decision, the decision will be taken for you.
The Doctor: No, no, no, I never said that! But I maintain I have the right to decide what I look like! It could be very important on the Earth. People on Earth attach a very great deal of importance- [Disappears]

The Doctor: Is this some sort of joke? No, I refuse to be treated in- What are you doing? NO!!!! STOP! You're making me giddy! No, you can't do this to me! No, no! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.....!

Other appearances

The following serials occurred after the Second Doctor's era had officially ended (in the eras of the Third Doctor, the Fifth Doctor and the Sixth Doctor respectively) and thus are not technically part of this Doctor's era. As they are all quotes involving the Second Doctor, however, they are included here for the sake of completion.
(30 December 1972 - 20 January 1973)
First Doctor: Now what's a bridge for? Eh?
Second Doctor: Well, erm...
Third Doctor: Crossing?
First Doctor: Right! So stop dilly-dallying, and cross it!

Second Doctor: Ah, thank you. I was wondering where that had got to. [He picks up his recorder and tries to play a tune] You haven't been trying to play this, have you? [To the Third Doctor's TARDIS] Oh, I see you've been doing the TARDIS up a bit. Hmm, I don't like it.

Third Doctor: Look, Jo, it's really quite simple. I am he, and he is me.
Jo Grant: And we are all together, Goo goo g'joob?
Both Doctors: What?
Jo Grant: It's a song by The Beatles.
Second Doctor: Oh? How does it go?
Third Doctor: Oh please be quiet!

Jo Grant: (referring to the first Doctor) I hate to ask, but who was that?
Both Doctors: Me. [beat, face each other] Me!

Second Doctor: This stuff, or whoever sent it, is cleverer than we are. Unfortunate, isn't it?

Second Doctor: You haven't seen my recorder, have you? It's a little thing about this long and I had it when I came in, and I put it down somewhere...
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: For the last time, will you let me out of this madhouse?
Second Doctor: There's no point.
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: I'm sorry Doctor, but I must insist. My place is with the men out there, trying to do something about that... whatever it is out there, not standing about here, messing around, looking for some damn fool flute!

Sergeant Benton: What are we going to do now?
The Second Doctor: Keep it confused, feed it with useless information--I wonder if I have a television set handy?

Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: It seems to be your forte, Doctor; confusing people.

[The Brigadier sees the inside of the TARDIS for the first time.]
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: So this is what you've been doing with UNIT funds and equipment all this time. How's it done, some sort of optical illusion?
Second Doctor: No, no, no...they come like this, really.
(23 November 1983)
The Second Doctor: [referring to UNIT headquarters] You've had this place redecorated, haven't you? Hmm, don't like it.

The Doctor: Well, I must say goodbye, Brigadier. I really shouldn't be here at all. I'm not exactly breaking the laws of time, but I am bending them a little.

The Second Doctor: Have faith, Brigadier. Have I ever led you astray?
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: On many occasions.
The Second Doctor: Yes, well... this will be the exception.

The Fifth Doctor: Well, now it seems we must part, just as I was beginning to get to know me.
The Second Doctor: *ahem* So! You’re the latest model, hmm?
The Fifth Doctor: Yes, and the most agreeable.
The Second Doctor: Oh! Certainly the most impudent.
The Third Doctor: And our dress sense hasn’t improved much, has it?
The First Doctor: Neither our manners.
[The Fifth Doctor looks mildly insulted/confused]

The Second Doctor: [To the Third Doctor] Goodbye... Fancypants!
The Third Doctor: [to his quickly retreating back] Scarecrow!
(16 February - 2 March 1985)
The Doctor: Officially I'm here quite unofficially.

The Doctor: Give a monkey control of its environment, and it will fill the world with bananas!

The Second Doctor: (after Dastari explains the augmentations that have been performed on Chessene) Dastari, I have no doubt that you could augment an earwig to the point where it could understand nuclear physics, but it would still be a very stupid thing to do!

The Second Doctor: Dastari, you have more letters after your name than anyone I know, enough for two alphabets. How is it that you can still be a stupid, incorrigable and thoroughly objectionible old idiot?! (Turns to Jamie) And what are you smiling at you... hairy legged highlander?
Jamie: I'm just admiring your (quoting the Doctor's words earlier in the TARDIS) diplomatic skills.

The Second Doctor: (preparing to leave the TARDIS) Jamie, stay with me, don't wander off.
Jamie: Do I ever?
The Second Doctor: It has been known.

The Second Doctor: Tea time already, nurse?
Sontaran: I do not understand.
The Second Doctor: Just as well; face like yours wasn't made for laughing.

Dastari: You have to be conscious while the neuron bombardment excites the brain cells, I shall then be able to examine them.
The Second Doctor: You should be examining your own brain cells, Dastari, most of them must have leaked out of your ears or you wouldn't be involved in this madness!

The Second Doctor: Do try and keep out of my way in future and in past, there's a good fellow. The time continuum should be big enough for the both of us. (Patting his own belly, but implying The Sixth Doctor's) Just.
(23 November 2013)
The General: "It's delusional. I mean... the calculations alone would take hundreds of years."
The Eleventh Doctor: "Oh, hundreds and hundreds..."
The Tenth Doctor: "...But don't worry, I started a very long time ago."
[Zoom in on a TARDIS racing to Gallifrey]
The First Doctor: "Calling the War Council of Gallifrey! This is the Doctor!"
[Joined by eight other TARDISes]
The Eleventh Doctor: "You might say I've been doing this all my lives."
The Second Doctor: "Good luck."
The Third Doctor: "Standing by."
The Fourth Doctor: "Ready."
The Eighth Doctor: "Commencing calculations."
The Fifth Doctor: "Soon be there."
The Seventh Doctor: "Cross the boundaries that divide one universe from another."
The Sixth Doctor: "Just got to lock on to his coordinates."
The Ninth Doctor: "And for my next trick."
The General: "I didn't know when I was well off. All twelve of them!"
Andragor: "No, sir. All thirteen!"
[A new pair of grey eyebrows is seen]
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