Doctor Who Christmas Specials

The Time of the Doctor


Barnaby Edwards  Dan Starkey  Elizabeth Rider  Jack Hollington  James Buller  Karen Gillan  Kayvan Novak  Mark Brighton  Nicholas Briggs  Orla Brady  Peter Capaldi  Sheila Reid

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Once there was a planet much like any other. And unimportant. This planet sent the universe a message. A bell, tolling among the stars, ringing out to all the dark corners of creation. And everybody came to see. Although no one understood the message, everyone who heard it found themselves afraid. Except one man. The man who stayed for Christmas.

The Doctor holding a Dalek eyestalk: I bring proof of courage. And comradeship. What is this ship and why are you here? Identify yourselves by species and planet of origin!

The Doctor: Every ship I go on, they just shoot at me.

The Doctor: Handles, I said put me on a ship. I didn’t say put me on a Dalek ship. Don’t put me on a Dalek ship when I’m holding a broken bit of Dalek!
Handles (Kayvan Novak): You did not indicate a preference.
The Doctor: Use your head. It’s not like we’ve got a lot of alternatives, they’re all here. Daleks, Sontarans, Terileptils, Slitheen. And they’re not even fighting, they’re just parked. Why?
Handles: The message was received throughout the universe.
The Doctor: Yes yes. The message. The message. Even I can’t translate it. I mean why is everyone here if they don’t understand it?
Handles: You’re here.
The Doctor: Yeah well, you know. I’m OCD. What’s their excuse?

The Doctor: And remind me I’ve got to patch the telephone back through the console unit. This is getting ridiculous.
Handles: Attention. Information available. You must patch the telephone device back through the console unit.
The Doctor: No no. No no no. Not now, remind me later.
Handles: When?
The Doctor: I don’t know, just later. Just pick a time.
Handles: When?
The Doctor: I don’t know, just any old time. Just when you think I’ve forgotten.
Handles: When?
The Doctor: Just pick a random number, express that number as a quantity of minutes and when that number has elapsed, remind me to patch the telephone back through the console unit.
Handles: Affirmative.
The Doctor: How those Cyber evenings must fly.

The Doctor: Hello, the TARDIS.
Clara: Emergency. You’re my boyfriend.
The Doctor: Ding dong. Okay, brilliant. I may be a bit rusty in some areas but I will glance at a manual.
Clara: No no. You’re not actually my boyfriend.
The Doctor: Oh. That was quick. It’s a roller coaster, this phone call.
Clara: But I need a boyfriend. Really quickly.
The Doctor: Well I hope you’re nicer to the next one.
Clara: No! Shut up! Christmas dinner. Me. Cooking.
The Doctor: So?
Clara: So I may have accidentally invented a boyfriend.
The Doctor: Yeah, I did that once and there’s no easy way to get rid of an android.

Clara: I need you! I’m cooking Christmas dinner!
The Doctor: And I’m being shot at by Cybermen!
Clara: Well can’t we do both?!

Linda (Elizabeth Rider): How’s the turkey doing?
Clara: Great, yeah. Yeah, it’s doing great. Well, dead and decapitated but that’s Christmas when you’re a turkey.
Gran (Sheila Reid): Actually, maybe I will have a little more.
Clara: There you go, Gran.
Dad (James Buller): Did you put it in early enough?
Clara: Dad, I put it in when you phoned me.
Dad: I emailed you some instructions.
Clara: Oo. You certainly did.

The Doctor: Clara!
Clara: No. Stop. Stop. Don’t move. Don’t do anything.
The Doctor: Why? What is it? What’s wrong?
Clara: You’re naked.
The Doctor: Yes. I am naked. I wondered if you’d notice.
Clara: Doctor, why are you naked?
The Doctor: Because I’m going to church. {he gets dressed} Better?
Clara: Oh. That was quick.
The Doctor: Hologram clothes. Projected directly onto your visual cortex.
Clara: So you’re still naked underneath?
The Doctor: Everybody’s naked underneath.
Clara: Oof. You shouldn’t say things like that. It’s Christmas.

Clara: So, ah. Here he is.
The Doctor: Hello the Oswalds! Hello! Merry Christmas! Hello! Hello! {kissing Gran} Hello handsome.
Anyone for Twister?
Clara: So. This is the Doctor. My boyfriend. Isn’t anybody going to say hello?
Gran: Hello. {she giggles}
The Doctor: Excuse me a moment. {whispering} Listen, I’ve got an idea to break the ice. Why don’t I project my clothes hologram onto their visual cortexes too?
Clara: So, to be clear, no one except me can see your clothes?
The Doctor: Yes and I’m starting to think it may be causing tension.
Gran: Are we playing Twister now?

Clara: Sorry. He’s Swedish.

Clara: Doctor, please.
The Doctor: Ha, that’s never going to work is it?
Clara: What’s wrong? Do you not think it’s done yet?
The Doctor: I think a decent vet would give it an even chance.
Clara: Okay, well use an app then.
The Doctor: An app?
Clara: On your screwdriver then. App it!
The Doctor: Most certainly not. It doesn’t do turkey! Nothing does turkey. You’d need a time machine.

The Doctor: You can’t keep using the TARDIS like this.
Clara: Like what?
The Doctor: Missed birthdays. Restaurant bookings. And please, just learn how to use iPlayer.

Clara: Oo. Vortex cooking?
The Doctor: Yep, exposure to the time winds. It’ll either come up a treat. Or just possibly lay some eggs.

Handles: Planet identified from analysis of message.
The Doctor: Right. Cool. Go on then. Okay, tell us. What is the planet? Go on.
Handles: Processing official designation. Processing.
The Doctor: Okay. In your own time, dear. Don’t rush.
Clara: So why don’t you just go down there, had a look?
The Doctor: It’s shielded. Even the TARDIS can’t break through it.
Handles: Gallifrey.
The Doctor: What did you say?
Handles: Gallifrey.
The Doctor: What are you talking about, Gallifrey? What do you mean?
Handles: Confirmed. Planet Designation: Gallifrey.
The Doctor: See that? Gallifrey is my home. I know it when I see it. That is not Gallifrey.
Clara: Doctor, you okay?
The Doctor: It’s not Gallifrey. Gallifrey is gone.
Clara: Unless. Unless you saved it. You thought you might have.
The Doctor: Even if it survived it’s gone from this universe. That is not my home. It can’t be.

A loud noise comes from outside the TARDIS
Clara: What’s that?
The Doctor: Papal Mainframe. It’s like a great big flying church. The first ship to arrive. They’re the ones who shielded the planet. They can get us down there!
Clara: Friend of yours?
The Doctor: Tasha Lem. {to Tasha} The Mother Superious! {she beckons} Oh she’s inviting us aboard.
Clara: Why?
The Doctor: Because I asked her. {handing her a pill} Swallow this.
Clara: What is it?
The Doctor: Your hologram projector. You can’t go to church with your clothes on.

Clara: I don’t feel like I’m wearing anything.
The Doctor: I know. Relaxing, isn’t it.

Clara: What is this place?
The Doctor: Church of the Papal Mainframe. Security hub of the known universe.
Clara: A security church?
The Doctor: Yep. Keeping you safe in this world and the next.

The Doctor: I venerate the exaltation of Mother Superious.
Colonel Albero (Mark Brighton): Welcome to the Church of the Papal Mainframe. Your nudity is appreciated.
Tasha Lem (Orla Brady): Hey babes.
The Doctor: Loving the frock.
Tasha Lem: Is that a new body? Give us a twirl.
The Doctor: Tash, this old thing? Please. I’ve been rocking it for centuries.
Tasha Lem: Nice though. Tight.
Clara: So, ah, hello! Also here.
The Doctor: Clara! This is Tasha Lem. The Head of the Church of the Papal Mainframe. Tash, this is my… my associate. Clara Oswald. Miss Clara Oswald!

Tasha Lem: All honors in place. No sacrifices required.

The Doctor: It was Tasha who shielded the planet. But you could sneak me down there, couldn’t you Tash?
Tasha Lem: I would have conditions.
I have confidential matters to discuss with the Doctor. Would you excuse us?
The Doctor: Anything you have to say to me you can say in front of Clara. Well… quite a lot of it. Probably about half. Maybe… a smidge under…. Actually Clara would you mind waiting out here please.
Clara: No worries. You two get a room.
The Doctor: Yes. No. Stop it!
Clara: Boss of the Psycho Space Nuns. So you.

The Doctor: That altar looks like a bed.
Tasha Lem: That bed looks like an altar.

Tasha Lem: That message is transmitting through all of space and time. What did it make you feel?
The Doctor: Feel?
Tasha Lem: Every sentient being in the universe who detected that signal felt something. Something overpowering.
The Doctor: What?
Tasha Lem: Fear. Pure, unadulterated dread.

Clara seeing the Silent: I saw you and then I forgot you. How does that work?

Tasha Lem: Any one ship lands the rest will follow. There will be bloodshed. Fortunately we got here first. Shielded the planet. We maintain the truce, by blocking all of them.
The Doctor: Daleks. Cybermen. One of that lot could break through your defenses.
Tasha Lem: Perhaps. But they’re afraid, remember? Nobody wants to go first.
The Doctor: I do.
Tasha Lem: I was counting on it.

Silent: Confess.
Clara: What are you! Why do I keep forgetting you?!
Silent: Confess…

Tasha Lem: And on your life, Doctor, you will cause no trouble down there.
The Doctor: When do I? Don’t answer that.

The Doctor: So. Sweet little town, covered in snow. Half the universe in terror. Why?

Clara: It’s stone. Just stone. It’s only a statue.
The Doctor: Clara, step away from it. Clara, keep looking at it. Don’t look away. Don’t even blink.
Clara: What is it?
The Doctor: There is a Weeping Angel under the snow. Looks like a statue, isn’t a statue. Can you get your foot out?
Clara: Only if I can get it out of my shoe.
The Doctor: You’re not wearing a shoe.
Clara: Good point.

The Doctor: Keep looking at them. At all of them.
Clara: Why?
The Doctor: Quantum-locked life form. It can only move if it’s unobserved.
Clara: What is it doing here?
The Doctor: Same as everybody else. They must have got past Tasha’s shield.

The Doctor: The old key in the quiff routine. Classic. Okay. Homing in on the mysterious message. Oo! Yes, I like that. “The mysterious message.”
Clara: You shaved your head.
The Doctor: Yep. Clever plan to get us past the shields.
Clara: You got bored one night, didn’t you?
The Doctor: Yeah, tiny bit bored.
Clara: Is that what happened to your eyebrows?
The Doctor: No, they’re just delicate.

Clara: Put it back on.
The Doctor: Why?
Clara: Your ears are like rocket fins.
The Doctor: I know.

The Doctor: Right. We’re a couple from the next town. My name’s probably Hank or Rock. Something like that.
Clara: Or Daisy.
The Doctor: Shut up.

The Doctor: Hello! Good to meet you. Nice snow.
Man: Most pleasant to meet you too.
Woman: Most pleasant. Most pleasant.
The Doctor: I’m the Doctor. I’m a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey. I stole a time machine and ran away and I’ve been flouting the principle law of my people ever since. {he slaps his hand over his mouth} That wasn’t quite what I was meant to say.
Clara: I’m an English teacher from the planet Earth and I’ve run off with a man from space because I really fancy—
Woman: I think perhaps you should stop talking til you get used to it.
The Doctor: Used to what?
Woman: What did you say your name was?
Clara: Bubbly personality masking bossy control freak.
The Doctor: I’m wearing a wig. No. Ah! I see. Yes, of course. It’s a truth field. Oh that is so quaint. I haven’t seen a truth field in years! I’m wearing a wig.

The Doctor: Doesn’t that make life difficult?
Woman: Not at all.
Man: Yes.
The Doctor: This town, what’s it called?
Man: It’s Christmas.
The Doctor: It’s July.
Woman: No the town. The town is Christmas. That’s what it’s called.

Clara: How can a town be called Christmas?
The Doctor: I don’t know. How can an island be called Easter?

The Doctor seeing the crack: There you are. What took you so long?
Clara: What’s wrong? It’s only a crack in the wall.
The Doctor: I knew. I always knew it wasn’t over.
Clara: What is it?
The Doctor: A split in the skin of reality. A tiny sliver of the 26th of June, 2010. The day the universe blew up.
Clara: Missed that.
The Doctor: I rebooted it, put it all back together again.
Clara: That’s good.
The Doctor: But it was my TARDIS that blew it up in the first place. I felt a degree of responsibility. But the scar tissue remains. A structural weakness in the whole universe. And someone’s trying to get through it from outside our universe. From somewhere else. Of course, of course! It makes sense.
Clara: It does?
The Doctor: Yes. If you were trying to break through a wall you’d choose the weakest spot. If you were trying to break into this universe you’d choose this crack. Because… No! If you were trying to break back into this universe. {to Handles} You said Gallifrey. Why id you say Gallifrey?
Handles: Analysis of message composition indicates Gallifreyan origin according to TARDIS data banks.
Clara: You said Gallifrey was gone.
The Doctor: No. I said it was in another universe. The message is coming through here. The truth field is too, at a guess. If it’s the Time Lords… if it’s the Time Lords. {he reaches into his pocket} Seal of the Time Lords. I nicked it off the Master in the Death Zone. There is an algorithm imprinted in the atomic structure. Use it to decode the message.
Handles: Message decoding. Message analysis proceeding. Information available. The message is a request for information.
The Doctor: It’s a question! Why can’t you just say it’s a question!
Handles: It is being projected through all of time and space on a repeating cycle.
The Doctor: The oldest question in the universe. Hidden in plain sight.
Handles: Warning. Translation will be available to all life forms within range. Translation follows: Doctor Who? Doctor Who? Doctor Who?

Tasha hearing the message: Patch me through to the Doctor. Now!

The Doctor: A question only I could answer. A truth field to make sure I’m not lying. If I give my name, they’ll know they’ve found the right place, and that it’s safe to come through.
Clara: The Time Lords? Okay, so what then? If you answer the question and they come back, what happens?
The Doctor: Ah, you need to take this to the TARDIS and put it in the charger slot for the sonic.
Clara: Why?
The Doctor: Hell. All Hell. That’s what happens if the Time Lords come back. There’s half a universe up there already waiting to open fire. Now please, go to the TARDIS and just do as I say.

Tasha: Doctor. Speak with me. Doctor. Face me now. Doctor.
The Doctor: Mother Superious, there’s only one thing I need from you. This planet. What’s it called?
Tasha: Trenzalore.

Tasha: If you speak your name, the Time Lords will return.
The Doctor: If they return they will come in peace.
Tasha: It doesn’t matter. They will be met with a war that will never end. The Time War will begin anew. You know that, Doctor.

Clara: No. Don’t you dare! No! No!

The Doctor: They’re asking for my help!
Tasha: And if you give it, war will be the consequence. I will not let that happen. At any cost. Speak your name and this world will burn.
The Doctor: No. This planet is protected.

The Doctor: So, you lot. Quick word. Thank you. Spot of news. Christmas has a new sheriff. Hello everyone. I’m the Doctor.

Tasha: Attention. Attention all chapels and choirs of the Papal Mainframe. The siege of Trenzalore is now begun. There will now be an unscheduled faith change. From this moment on, I dedicate this church to one cause. Silence. The Doctor will not speak his name and war will not begin. Silence will fall.

In the time that followed, the Papal Mainframe strove to maintain the peace between the Doctor and his enemies.

Commander Skorr (Dan Starkey): We remain undetectable to the Papal Mainframe.
Sontaran: Commander Skorr, that’s the detection warning. Our invisibility cloak is compromised.
Commander Skorr: What’s wrong with it?
Sontaran: I don’t know. I can’t see it.
Commander Skorr: Well it looks invisible to me. {they get blown up}
Overhead: The Church of the Papal Mainframe apologizes for your death. The relevant afterlives have been notified.

As the days passed, and the years, the Doctor stayed true to his word. On the fields on Trenzalore, he stood as protector, both of his own people, and his new home. Over time, the Doctor’s enemies would find new, stranger ways to enter the town called Christmas.

Cyberman (Nicholas Briggs): The Doctor is required.

The Doctor about a repaired toy car: Fixed the wheels and the anti-gravs.
Barnable (Jack Hollington): The anti what?
The Doctor: Yeah, may have gone about far.

The Doctor: Wooden Cyberman! Nice. Like it. Low tech. Doesn’t set off the alarms upstairs.

The Doctor about his sonic: Only bit of tech allowed in. Got it in before the truce. Now I just sent an instruction to your firearm to reverse the polarity and fire out the back end. Now, as we’re standing in a truth field, you’ll understand I can not be lying. If you like you can scan my screwdriver, verify that’s the signal I sent.
Cyberman: Signal verified. {it reverses its firearm and fires into its chest}
The Doctor: Yeah, I probably should have mentioned this doesn’t work on wood.

The Doctor: You send your friends up there a message from the Doctor. You tell them, the Doctor stays. Next.

With every victory, the town celebrated. In time, the Doctor seemed to forget he lived any other life. And the people of the town came to love the man who stayed for Christmas.

The Doctor: How’s your father’s barn?
Barnable: You fixed the leak alright, but he’s says it’s bigger on the inside now.
The Doctor: Sh! They’ll all want one.

Barnable: What is it? What’s that noise?
The Doctor to the TARDIS: Well. Where have you been for three hundred years?!
Barnable: What’s that?
The Doctor: It’s my ship.
Barnable: Your what?
The Doctor: It’s my TARDIS.
That’s how I got here in the first place.
Barnable: Does this mean you’re leaving?

The Doctor: What are you doing here?
Clara: I was in space.
The Doctor: Well you were in the time vortex. She must have extended the force field. No wonder! No wonder she’s late, dragging you around.
Clara: You tricked me.
The Doctor: I saved you!
Clara: You didn’t even say goodbye!
The Doctor: I’m furious with you!
Clara: Well I am never even talking to you.

Clara: Is it still asking the question?
The Doctor: Oh, it never stops. Come upstairs, it’s almost time.
Clara: For what?
The Doctor: Dawn. The light here lasts only a few minutes and you don’t want to miss it.

The Doctor: Well, it’s a standoff. They can’t attack in case I unleash the Time Lords. And I can’t run away because they’ll burn this planet to stop the Time Lords. Hey, after all these years I finally found somewhere that needs me to stick around. A town called Christmas. Could have been worse.

The Doctor: There you go, buddy. Comfy?
Handles: Comfort is irrelevant.
The Doctor: How is that? Is that better?
Handles: Affirmative.
The Doctor: You just take it easy buddy. He’s getting old.

Handles: I have developed a fault.
The Doctor: Hey. Don’t you worry, Handles. You’re just dreaming. The sun’s coming up very soon. You just hang in there.
Handles: I have developed a fault. I… I have developed a fault.
The Doctor: Hey. Handles. Come on. Come on. One more dawn. You can do it. You got it in you. Just hang in there.
Handles: Attention. Emergency. Attention… Urgent. Action required. You must patch the telephone device back through the console unit….
The Doctor: Come back. Handles… Handles… Thank you, Handles. And well done. Well done, mate.

The Doctor: What do you think of my new place? Come up here once a day for a few minutes, remind myself of what it it I’m protecting.
Clara: It’s beautiful. Why did you send me away?
The Doctor: Because if I hadn’t I’d have buried you long ago.
Clara: No you wouldn’t. I’d have never let you get stuck here.
The Doctor: Everyone gets stuck somewhere eventually, Clara. Everything ends.
Clara: Except you.
The Doctor: Have you been paying attention? I’m an old man now.
Clara: But you don’t die. You change. You pop right back up with a new face.
The Doctor: No, not forever. I can change twelve times. Thirteen versions of me. Thirteen silly Doctors.
Clara: Okay, so you’re number Eleven. So …
The Doctor: Ha. Are we forgetting Captain Grumpy? Eh? I didn’t call myself the Doctor during the Time War but it was still a regeneration.
Clara: Okay, so you’re number Twelve.
The Doctor: Well Number Ten once regenerated and kept the same face. I had vanity issues at the time. Twelve regenerations, Clara. I can’t ever do it again. This is where I end up. This face. This version of me. We saw this place in the future, remember? All those graves. One of them mine.
Clara: Change the future.
The Doctor: I can’t.
Clara: You’ve got your TARDIS back.
The Doctor: Ha. You think I’m just going to fly away, abandon everyone?
Clara: Of course not! But you’ve been protecting this town for over three hundred years. Do you not think it’s anyone else’s go yet?
The Doctor: There is no one else to protect it.
Clara: Then it’s not going to be you forever. It’s going to end the same way, no matter what you do.
The Doctor: Every life I save is a victory. Every single one.
Clara: What about your life? Just for once, after all of this time, have you not earned the right to think about that? Sorry. Wrong thing to say. We shouldn’t be having an argument.
The Doctor: Clara, I’ve been having that argument for the last three hundred years. All by myself.
Clara: But you didn’t have your TARDIS.
The Doctor: Ah, yes, well that made it easier to stay. True.

Tasha: Doctor!
The Doctor: Ah! Look who’s woken up!
Tasha: The Church of the Silence requests parlay.
Your rights and safety are sanctified.
The Doctor: I’ll be right up.
Tasha: I’m sending a transporter.
The Doctor: Naw, don’t bother. I’ve got me motor back.

Clara: It’s gone dark.
The Doctor: Yeah. Well the sun’s gone down.
Clara: Already?
The Doctor: Everything ends, Clara. And sooner than you think.

The Doctor: Are you guarding my TARDIS, Barnable?
Barnable: Are you coming back?
The Doctor: Ah, come on. You know me.
Barnable: I’ll wait.

Clara about Tasha: She hasn’t aged much.
The Doctor: No. She’s against aging.

Clara: What are those things?
The Doctor: Confessional Priests. Very popular. Genetically engineered so you forget everything you told them.
Clara: Told who?
The Doctor: Exactly.

Clara: So this is sweet. Middle of a siege and you two have little chats.
Tasha: She’s right. This situation can not continue.
The Doctor: It can’t end either.

Dalek (Barnaby Edwards): Report.
Soldier: The Time Lord has entered the trap.

Tasha: Why did you ever come to Trenzalore?
The Doctor: Well I did come to Trenzalore and nothing can change that now. Didn’t stop you trying though, did it?
Tasha: Not me. The Kovarian Chapter broke away. They travelled back along your time line and tried to prevent you ever reaching Trenzalore.
The Doctor: So that’s who blew up my TARDIS. I thought I’d left the bath running.
Tasha: They blew up your time capsule and created the very cracks in the universe through which the Time Lords are now calling.
The Doctor: The Destiny Trap. You can’t change history if you’re part of it.
Tasha: They engineered a psychopath to kill you.
The Doctor: Totally married her. I’d never have made it here alive without River Song.
Tasha: I’m not interested in changing history, Doctor. I want to change the future.

Tasha: The Daleks send for reinforcements daily. They are massing for war. Three days ago they attacked the Mainframe itself.
The Doctor: They attacked here?
Clara: How did you stop them?
Tasha: Stop them? It was slaughter.
The Doctor: Then why didn’t you call me. I could have helped.
Tasha: I tried. I died in this room screaming your name. {she stops} Oh. I died. It’s funny the things that slip your mind.

Dalek: Step away from the Dalek unit, Doctor.
The Doctor: You shouldn’t even know who I am.
Dalek: Information concerning the Doctor was harvested from the cadaver of Tasha Lem.
The Doctor: Bet she never told you how to break the Trenzalore force field though. She’d have died first.
Dalek: Several times.
The Doctor: Well you better kill me then, but before you do. {Doctor Who. Doctor Who.} I’m a tough old bird. I’ll be ages dying. Way enough time to answer a question and, oh dear, what happens then, boys?
Dalek: You will die in silence, Doctor. Or your associate will die.
The Doctor: Fine. Go on. Kill her! Kill her! See if I care. But tell me, what are you going to do next?
Dalek: See how the Time Lord betrays.
Clara: You’ll kill me anyway. What difference does it make. I’m not afraid. I’ll leave that to you.
The Doctor: You see, Tasha, that’s what I’m talking about. That is a woman! I always knew you were a bit spineless. You and your pointless church. Why did I ever rely on you? Never trust a nun to do a Doctor’s work. {she slaps him and turns to decimate the Daleks} And she’s back! You never could resist a row.
Tasha: Kiss me when I ask.
The Doctor: Well you better ask nicely.
Tasha: In your dreams.

The Doctor: Right, get us back to the TARDIS. Can you do that?
Tasha: Yep. But quickly. The Dalek inside me is waking.
The Doctor: Fight it.
Tasha: I can’t.
The Doctor: Listen to me, you have been fighting the psychopath inside you. Shut up and win. That is an order, Tasha Lem.

The Doctor: It’s all up to you now. Fight the Daleks inside and out. You can do that, I know you can.
Tasha: Oh I see. You’ve got your TARDIS back, haven’t you? Time to fly away.
The Doctor: Tasha, please. Please. Thank you.
Tasha: None of this was for you, you fatuous egoist. It was for the peace. Fly away, Doctor.

The Doctor: It’s done.
Clara: What is?
The Doctor: Your turkey. Either that or it’s woken up.
Clara: You want some?
The Doctor: Go on then.
Clara: You got any plates?
The Doctor: Do you know I’ve even got Christmas crackers.

Clara: One thing. Give me those big sad eyes. Look at me so I know you’re not lying and tell me you will never send me away again.
The Doctor: Clara Oswald. I will never send you away again.

Clara: Turkey smells good.

Barnable: If you’re not leaving why did you bring it back?
The Doctor: It’s a reminder. Besides, I might leave tomorrow. Or the next day. Or the day after that.

And so, to the fields of Trenzalore came all the Time Lord’s enemies. For this was the winter of the Doctor. In time, when all other races had retreated or burned, only the Church of the Mainframe remained in the path of the Daleks. And so those ancient enemies, the Doctor and the Silence, stood back to back on the fields of Trenzalore.

Linda (Elizabeth Rider): Other fish in the sea, that’s what I’m saying.
Dad: Linda, I don’t think Clara wants to talk about it.
Linda: I’ve got a suggestion, that’s all. I’ve got a list of suggestions.
Dad: Linda!
Linda: You could make a boy band out of my list.
Clara: I hate boy bands.
Linda: Of course you don’t. Not at your age.

Gran: I wanted everything to stop. I wanted nothing to change ever again. If he could just keep standing there, so beautiful. Long time ago. {Clara hugs her} Don’t hug me so tight dear, you’ll break something.
Linda: Oh that’s nice, crying at Christmas.
Gran: I hope you made a wish {Clara hears the TARDIS}

Clara: You can fly the TARDIS?
Tasha: Flying the TARDIS was always easy. It was flying the Doctor I never quite mastered.
Clara: What’s happened to him?

Clara: What am I supposed to do?
Tasha: He shouldn’t die alone. Go to him.

The Doctor: Barnable?
Clara: Clara. Hello Doctor.
The Doctor: Why are you always so young?
Clara: Naw. That was you.

The Doctor: Is there a joke? Huh?
Clara: “Extract from Thoughts on a Clock by Eric Ritchie, Jr.”
The Doctor: Is it a knock knock one? Those are the best.
Clara: I don’t think so.
The Doctor: Well read it, go on!
Clara: “And now it’s time for one last bow, like all your other selves. Eleven’s hour is over now. The clock is striking Twelve’s.”
The Doctor: I don’t get it.

Not Barnable: They’re here. The Daleks, we can’t stop them. They want you.
The Doctor: All right, Barnable. Are you Barnable?
Not Barnable: No, Doctor.
The Doctor: It’s okay, Barnable. Don’t worry. I have got a plan. Off you pop. {he leaves} I haven’t got a plan, but people love it when I say that.

Clara: Doctor, what are you going to do?
The Doctor: I don’t know. Talk very fast, hope something good happens. Take the credit. That’s generally how it works.
Clara: Doctor–
The Doctor: Not this time though. This is it.
Clara: No!
The Doctor: Yes. We saw the future, Clara. This is how it ends.
Clara: Change it. Like Tasha said, change the future!
The Doctor: I could have once, when there were Time Lords. Not anymore.

The Doctor: No. You’re going to stay here. Promise you will.
Clara: Why?
The Doctor: I’ll be keeping you safe. One last victory. Allow me that. Give me that. My Impossible Girl. Thank you. And goodbye.

The Doctor: The trouble with Daleks is it takes so long to say anything. Probably die of boredom before they shoot me.

Dalek: The Doctor is required.

Clara: Listen to me, you lot. Listen! Help him. Help him change the future. Do it. Do something. You’ve been asking a question. And it’s time someone told you you’ve been getting it wrong. His name, his name is the Doctor. All the name he needs. Everything you need to know about him. And if you love him, and you should, help him. Help him.

The Doctor: Sorry I’m a bit slow. May not be at my best right now.
Dalek: You are dying, Doctor.
The Doctor: Yes. I’m dying. You’ve been trying to kill me for centuries and here I am, dying of old age. If you want something done, do it yourself.
Dalek: You will die and the Time Lords will never return.
The Doctor: You still can’t work up the courage to shoot me, can you? You’re still worried I’ve got something up my sleeve! Well you knock yourself out, boys. I’ve got nothing this time. {the crack appears in the sky}

Dalek: You will die now, Doctor. This is the end of you! The rules of regeneration are known. You have expended all your lives.
The Doctor: Sorry? What did you say? Did you mention the rules? Now, listen, bit of advice. Tell me the truth if you know it. Lay down the law if you’re feeling brave. But Daleks never, ever tell me the rules!
Dalek: Emergency! Emergency! The Doctor is regenerating! The Doctor is regenerating!
The Doctor: Oh, look at this! Regeneration number thirteen! We’re breaking some serious science here, boys! I tell you what, it’s gonna be a whopper!
Dalek: Exterminate! Exterminate the Doctor!
The Doctor: You think you can stop me now, Daleks? If you want my life, come and get it!

The Doctor: Love from Gallifrey, boys!

Clara: Doctor!
The Doctor: Hello.
Clara: You’re young again. You’re okay. You didn’t even change your face.
The Doctor: Ha. It’s started. I can’t stop it now. This is just the reset. A whole new regeneration cycle. Oh! {he has one last taste of fish fingers and custard} Taking a bit longer. Just breaking it in.

The Doctor: It all just disappears, doesn’t it? Everything you are, gone in moment. Like breath on a mirror. Any moment now, he’s a coming.
Clara: Who’s coming?
The Doctor: The Doctor.
Clara: You… you are the Doctor.
The Doctor: Yep. And I always will be. But times change, and so must I.

The Doctor: Amelia!
Clara: Who’s Amelia?
The Doctor: The first face this face saw.

The Doctor: We all change when you think about it. We’re all different all through our lives. And that’s okay, that’s good. You’ve got to keeping moving. As long as you remember all the people that you used to be. I will not forget one line of this, not one day. I swear. I will always remember when the Doctor was me.

Amy (Karen Gillan): Raggedy man. Good night.

Clara: No no! Please don’t change.

The Doctor (Peter Capaldi): Kidneys! I’ve got new kidneys! I don’t like the color.
Clara: Of your kidneys? What’s happening?
The Doctor: We’re possibly crashing.
Clara: Into what?
The Doctor: Stay calm. Just one question. Do you happen to know how to fly this thing?