That's a bit undramatic, isn't? Belgium?
[CHRISTMAS SPECIAL - THE RUNAWAY BRIDE]
THE DOCTOR: Hold on, wait a minute -- what're you dressed like that for?
DONNA: I'm going ten pin bowling. Why do you think, Dumbo? I was halfway up the aisle!
{she's good at the comebacks, admittedly. but, how is it that her voice never gives out? :<}
THE DOCTOR: It's... bigger on the inside, that's all.
{\o/}
THE DOCTOR: Haven't you got a mobile?
DONNA: I'm in my wedding dress. It doesn't have pockets. Who has pockets? Have you ever seen a bride with pockets? When I went to my fitting, do you think I said "Alison, the one thing I forgot to say is give me pockets"?!
THE DOCTOR: With this ring, I thee bio-damp.
{giggle}
THE DOCTOR: Oi! Santa! Word of advice: if you're attacking a man with a sonic screwdriver... don't let him near the sound system.
THE DOCTOR: Say... that's the TARDIS [shows Donna a mug]. And that's you. [picks up pencil] The particles inside you activated. The two sets of particles magnetised and WHAP! [throws pencil into mug]. You were pulled inside the TARDIS.
DONNA: I'm a pencil inside a mug?
THE DOCTOR: Yes, you are. 4H. Sums you up.
LANCE: Are you telling me this building's got a secret floor?
THE DOCTOR: No, I'm showing you this building's got a secret floor.
- ahaha, she keeps slapping him \o/
THE DOCTOR: Only a madman talks to thin air and trust me, you don't want to make me mad. Where are you?
~
[3.01 - SMITH AND JONES]
MARTHA: It's like a box with that room just rammed in. It's bigger on the inside.
- dang, she was decent up until ten kissed her. goddamn it, ten. please think before you go around snogging everything with legs. no, wait, sorry, that'd be jack. but, the statement still stands.
~
[3.02 - THE SHAKESPEARE CODE]
MARTHA: But are we safe? I mean, can we move around and stuff?
THE DOCTOR: Of course we can. Why do you ask?
MARTHA: It's like in the films. You step on a butterfly; you change the future of the human race.
THE DOCTOR: Well, tell you what then, don't step on any butterflies. What have butterflies ever done to you?
THE DOCTOR: "Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
SHAKESPEARE: I might use that.
THE DOCTOR: You can't. It's someone else's.
THE DOCTOR: Come on. We can all have a good flirt later.
SHAKESPEARE: Is that a promise, Doctor?
THE DOCTOR: Oh, 57 academics just punched the air.
{along with half a million teenage girls, HELLOOO}
~
[3.03 - GRIDLOCK]
i'm still kind of freaked out that the face of boe = jack :<
~
[3.04 - DALEKS IN MANHATTAN & 3.05 - EVOLUTION OF THE DALEKS]
nothing to say, really, except that FOR PETE'S SAKE, WHY CAN'T THE DALEKS JUST DIE AND STAY DEAD PLZKTHXBAI. i mean, i know that they're as much an icon of DW as the tardis, but omg they are so TEDIOUS ughhhhh.
~
[3.10 - BLINK]
DOCTOR: Fascinating race, the Weeping Angels. The only psychopaths in the universe to kill you nicely. No mess, no fuss, they just zap you into the past and let you live to death. The rest of your life used up and blown away in the blink of an eye. You die in the past, and in the present they consume the energy of all the days you might have had, all your stolen moments. They're creatures of the abstract. They live off potential energy.
BILLY: What in God's name are you talking about?
MARTHA: Trust me. Just nod when he stops for breath.
DOCTOR: Tracked you down with this. This is my timey-wimey detector. It goes ding when there's stuff. Also, it can boil an egg at 30 paces, whether you want it to or not, actually, so I've learned to stay away from hens. It's not pretty when they blow.
- o-omg, i can never go to another museum without worrying about keeping an eye on every single statue. thanks very much, doctor who ;~;
~
[3.11 - UTOPIA]
YANA: No, no, indeed. Here's to it. Utopia. (drinks from a mug) Where it is hope the coffee is a little less sour. Will you join me?
CHANTHO: Chan-I am happy drinking my own internal milk-tho.
YANA: Yes, well, that's quite enough information, thank you.
JACK: Captain Jack Harkness. And who are you?
MARTHA: Martha Jones.
JACK: Nice to meet you, Martha Jones.
THE DOCTOR: Oh, don't start!
JACK:I was just saying hello.
JACKJACKJACKJACKJACKJACKJAAAAAACK ♥
MARTHA: Hello. Who are you?
CHANTHO: Chan-Chantho-tho.
JACK: Captain Jack Harkness.
THE DOCTOR: Stop it.
JACK: Can't I say hello to anyone?
- lolol jealousy much? or maybe the doctor just takes personal offence to people getting laid while he's, um, not.
MARTHA: Oh my God. (sets the hand on a table and the others come over) You've got a hand. A hand in a jar. A hand in a jar in your bag.
THE DOCTOR: That's-that's my hand!
JACK: I said I had a Doctor detector.
CHANTHO: Chan-is this a tradition amongst your people-tho?
MARTHA: Not on my street. What d'you mean that's your hand? You've got both your hands, I can see them.
THE DOCTOR: Long story. I lost my hand Christmas Day. In a swordfight.
MARTHA: What? And you grew another hand?
THE DOCTOR: Um, yeah. Yeah, I did. Yeah. Hello. (waves fingers)
{because that's not weird at all, pfffft.}
THE DOCTOR: And Utopia is...
YANA: Oh, every human knows of Utopia. Where have you been?
THE DOCTOR: Bit of a hermit.
YANA: A hermit with friends?
THE DOCTOR: Hermits United. We meet up every ten years. Swap stories about caves. It's good fun...for a hermit. So, um, Utopia?
~
[3.12 - SOUND OF DRUMS]
SAXON: So America is completely in charge?
WINTERS: Since Britain elected an ass, yes.
{LOLOLOL. but as much as i agree, god, america, way to be an complete control freak.
~
[3.13 - LAST OF THE TIME LORDS]
Alice:
aldkfjaldkfjaldkf
oh god, i might have to watch the bloopers after this, or else i'll end up hating john simm forever :(
waterfaerie124:
XDDD
Alice:
it's not his fault or anything but alkdjafldkf FUCK WHAT AN ASSHOLE
^ and that just about sums up my thoughts on the master :|
although, f--k, i teared up when he was dying in the doctor's arms. they could've been okay togetherrrr. maybe not happy, but okayyyyy ;~;