Rose: If you're alien how comes you sound like you're from the North?
The Doctor: Lots of planets have a North!
(Rose sees the Doctor being strangled by a Nestene-controlled plastic arm)
Rose: Oh, you men are all the same. Give a man a plastic hand...
The Doctor: D'you know like we were saying? About the Earth revolving? It's like when you're a kid, the first time they tell you that the world's turning and you just can't quite believe it because everything looks like it's standing still. I can feel it -- the turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinning at a thousand miles an hour, the entire planet is hurtling around the Sun at sixty-seven thousand miles an hour, and I can feel it. We're falling through space, you and me. Clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go...That's who I am. Now forget me, Rose Tyler. Go home.
The Doctor: (referring to his new appearance) Ah, could've been worse. Look at the ears.
The Doctor: Nice to meet you, Rose. Run for your life!
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