Amy: "Let's go to Ravensgala," he says. "The people are 600 feet tall, you have to talk to them in hot air balloons and the tourist information center is made of one of their hats," he says. I'm sorry, but I don't see any huge hats.
Rita: Their pupils are dilated. They are as surprised as we are. Besides which, if it's a trick, it'll tell us something.
The Doctor: Oh, you're good. Oh, she's good. Amy, with regret, you're fired.
Amy: What?
The Doctor: I'm kidding. (whispers to Rita) We'll talk.
The Doctor: I take it from the pathological compulsion to surrender, you're from Tivoli.
Gibbis: Yes, the most invaded planet in the galaxy. Our anthem is called "Glory To Insert Name Here."
The Doctor: They're not doors, they're walls. Walls that look like doors. Dor-wals, if you like, or dwalls. Walds, even. You fully got it when you said they're not doors. I mean, windows are... right. Big day for a fan of walls.
Rita: It's not just that. The rooms have... things in them.
The Doctor: Things? Hello! What kind of things? Interesting things? I love things, ask anyone.
Rita: Bad dreams.
The Doctor: Well, that killed the mood.
Gibbis: Well, I was at work, I'm in town planning. We're lining all the highways with trees so invading forces could march in the shade. Which is nice for them.
The Doctor: So what have we got? People snatched from their lives and dropped into an endless shifting maze that looks like a 1980s hotel with bad dreams in the bedrooms. Apart from anything else, that's just rude.
The Doctor: Okay, this is bad. For the moment I don't know how bad. But it's certainly three buses, a long walk, and a taxi from good.
The Doctor: Hello, I'm the Doctor.
Joe Buchanan: You're going to die here.
The Doctor: Well, they certainly didn't mention that in the brochure.
Gibbis: Personally, I think you've got the right idea. Times like this, I think of my old school motto: "Resistance is exhausting."
Howie Spragg: I've worked out where we are.
Rory: Hmm?
Howie Spragg: Norway.
Rory: Norway?
Howie Spragg: See, the U.S. government has entire cities hidden in the Norwegian mountains. The Earth is on a collision course with this other planet and this is where they're going to send all the rich people when it kicks off.
Rory: Amazing.
Howie Spragg: Well, it's all there on the Internet.
Rory: No, it's amazing you've come up with a theory more insane than what's actually happening.
Amy: Whatever that is, it's not real, yeah?
The Doctor: No, no, I'm sure it isn't. But just in case, let's run around and hide anyway.
Rory: Every time the Doctor gets pally with someone, I have this overwhelming urge to notify their next of kin. (Amy notices him and he recoils) Sorry. The last time I said something like that, you hit me with your shoe. And you literally had to sit down and unlace it first.
Rita: You are a medical doctor, aren't you? You haven't just got a degree in cheese-making, or something?
The Doctor: No. Well, yes. Both, actually.
Gibbis: All I want to do is go home and be conquered and oppressed. Is that too much to ask?
Rory: You know, Howie had been in speech therapy. He'd just gotten over this massive stammer. What an achievement. I mean, can you imagine? You've forgotten that not all victories are about saving the universe.
The Doctor: Why what?
Rita: Why is it up to you to save us? That's quite a God complex you have there.
The Doctor: I brought them here. And so it's their choice. But offer a child a suitcase full of sweets and they'll take it. Offer someone all of time and space and they'll take that, too. Which is why you shouldn't. Which is why grown-ups were invented.
The Doctor: Forget your faith in me. I took you with me because I was vain. Because I wanted to be adored. Look at you. Glorious Pond. The girl who waited for me. I'm not a hero. I really am just a madman in a box. It's time we saw each other as we really are. Amy Williams, it's time to stop waiting.
Amy: What's it saying?
The Doctor: "An ancient creature, drenched in blood of the innocent. Drifting in space through an endless shifting maze. For such a creature, death would be a gift." Then accept it and sleep well. (the Doctor starts to walk away) "I wasn't talking about myself."
Amy: Hey. So. You're leaving, aren't you?
The Doctor: You haven't seen the last of me. "Bad Penny" is my middle name. Seriously, the looks I get when I fill in a form.
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