1879. Same difference.
[CHRISTMAS SPECIAL 2005]
JACKIE: What d'you mean, "that's the Doctor"? Doctor who?
{that never gets old \o/}
ROSE: Well, he's got two hearts.
JACKIE: Oh, don't be stupid.
ROSE: He has!
JACKIE: Anything else he's got two of?
{-giggling-}
MICKEY: I can't even go shopping with you. We get attacked by a brass band.
{fatalistic christmas tree? admittedly, i never saw that coming :|}
JACKIE: I'm gonna get killed by a Christmas tree!
THE DOCTOR: I'm having a neuron implosion. I need--
JACKIE: What do you need?
THE DOCTOR: I need--
JACKIE: Say it, tell me, tell me--
THE DOCTOR: I need--
JACKIE: Painkillers?
THE DOCTOR: I need--
JACKIE: Do you need aspirin?
THE DOCTOR: I--
JACKIE: Codeine? Paracetamol? Oh, I dunno-- Pepto-Bismol?
THE DOCTOR: I need--
JACKIE: Liquid paraffin. Vitamin C? Vitamin D? Vitamin E?
THE DOCTOR: I need--
JACKIE: Is it food? Something simple? Uh-- a bowl of soup? A nice bowl of soup? Soup and a sandwich? Soup and a little ham sandwich?
THE DOCTOR: I need you to shut up.
JACKIE: Oh, he hasn't changed that much, has he?
THE DOCTOR: We haven't got much time. If there's Pilot Fish, then- Why's there an apple in my dressing gown?
JACKIE: Oh, that's Howard, sorry.
THE DOCTOR: He keeps apples in his dressing gown?
JACKIE: He gets hungry.
THE DOCTOR: What, he gets hungry in his sleep?
JACKIE: Sometimes.
{do all british people say 'sheh-du-el'?. i always thought it was 'skeh-du-el' :|}
{lol you'd think you'd stop introducing yourself to every single person you meet after you become prime minister and your face has been broadcast on national television}
MICKEY: Tea. Like we're having a picnic while the world comes to an end. Very British.
THE DOCTOR: Aww, I wanted to be ginger. I've never been ginger. And you, Rose Tyler, fat lot of good you were - you gave up on me-- oh, that's rude. That's the sort of man I am now, am I? Rude. Rude and not ginger.
SYCORAX LEADER: I demand to know who you are!
THE DOCTOR: I DON'T KNOW! See, there's the thing. I'm the Doctor, but beyond that, I-- I just don't know. I literally do not know who I am. It's all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed? Left-handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I've certainly got a gob. And how am I gonna react when I see this? A great big threatening button. A Great Big Threatening Button Which Must Not Be Pressed Under Any Circumstances. Am I right? Let me guess, it's some sort of control matrix? Hmm? Hold on, what's feeding it?
THE DOCTOR: No second chances. I'm that sort of a man.
{o-omg. -is a puddle of blubbering goo- ladkjfldkfjlsdkf.}
wow, ten. he is. wow. ten. WOW. um. aldkfjaldkfsdl -goes off to watch ep 1-
~
[2.01 - NEW EARTH]
CASSANDRA: That piece of skin was taken from the front of my body. This piece is the back.
ROSE: Right! So you're talking out of your-
{arse. yep, i know you were thinking it too.}
geez, what is it w/ this tv show and zombies, really >:|
CASSANDRA/ROSE: You're completely mad. I can see why she likes you.
THE DOCTOR: Going down!
THE DOCTOR: That is enigmatic. That-- that is -- that is textbook enigmatic.
oh, ten is so much less gloomy than nine ♥
~
[2.02 - TOOTH AND CLAW]
{LOLOL WHAT IS THIS? CHINESE MARTIAL ARTS FILM MUCH? and here i thought we were in britain.}
THE DOCTOR: Ian Dury and the Blockheads. Number One in 1979.
ROSE: You're a Punk!
THE DOCTOR (singing along): It's good to be a lunatic--
ROSE: That's what you are. A big old Punk with a bit of Rockabillly thrown in.
THE DOCTOR: Oh, I'm-- I'm dazed and confused. I've been chasing this... this wee naked child over hill and over dale. In't that right, ya... timorous beastie?
ROSE [in a terrible attempt at a scottish accent]: Ooch, aye! I've been oot and aboot.
THE DOCTOR: No, don't do that.
ROSE: Hoots mon!
THE DOCTOR: No, really don't. Really.
ROSE: I want her to say 'we are not amused'. I bet you five quid I can make her say it.
THE DOCTOR: Well, if I gambled on that, it'd be an abuse of my privileges of traveller in time.
ROSE: ... Ten quid?
THE DOCTOR: Done.
QUEEN VICTORIA: Oh, not at all! I've had quite enough carriage exercise. And this is... charming. If rustic. It's my first visit to this house. My late husband spoke of it often. The Torchwood Estate. Now, shall we go inside?
{!!!!}
QUEEN VICTORIA: And please excuse the naked girl.
ROSE: Sorry.
THE DOCTOR: She's a feral child. I bought her for sixpence in old London Town. It was her or the Elephant Man, so.
ROSE: Thinks he's funny but I'm so not amused.
THE DOCTOR: How many prisms has it got? Way too many. The magnification's gone right over the top, that's stupid kind of a- (quietly, to Rose) am I being rude again?
ROSE: Yep.
THE DOCTOR: But it's pretty! It's very... pretty.
SIR ROBERT: Excuse my manners, Ma'am, but I shall go first, the better to assist Her Majesty's egress.
QUEEN VICTORIA: A noble sentiment, my Sir Walter Raleigh.
THE DOCTOR: Yeah, any chance you could hurry up?
ROSE: What do we do?
THE DOCTOR: We... run!
ROSE: Is that it?!
THE DOCTOR: You got any silver bullets?
ROSE: Not on me, no!
THE DOCTOR: There we are then, we run. Your Majesty, as a Doctor, I recommend a vigourous jog. Good for the health. Come on!
{lolol tenth is certainly not afraid to put anything in his mouth. or put his mouth anywhere :|
my god, how can rose stand to kiss him? you never know where he's been!}
SIR ROBERT: Nevertheless, that creature won't give up, Doctor, and we still don't possess an actual weapon.
THE DOCTOR: Oh, your father got all the brains, didn't he?
ROSE: Being rude again.
THE DOCTOR: Good. I meant that one.
QUEEN VICTORIA: Given to me as the spoils of war. Perhaps its legend is now coming true. It is said that whoever owns it must surely die.
THE DOCTOR: Well, that's true of anything if you own it long enough.
TORCHWOOOOOOOOOOD ♥
good lord, ten is certainly rude. but adorable, so that's ok.
+ i never realized david tennant played him in his british accent and not his scottish brogue. which, considering, is rather a good thing b/c chris eccleston's northern accent took the longest time to understand :|
ETA: how ridiculous is it that i keep hearing david tennant as the Doctor read this out in my head?
