Jackie: How can he go changing his face? Is that a different face or is he a different person?
Rose: How should I know! Sorry. The thing is, I thought I knew him, mom. I thought me and him were…. And then he goes and does this. I keep forgetting he’s not human.
Rose: I must drive you mad. I’m surprised you don’t give up on me.
Mickey: Oh that’s the thing, isn’t it? You can rely on me. I don’t go changing my face.
Rose whispering in the Doctor’s ear: Help me.
The Doctor: Remote control. But who’s controlling it? jumps out of bed.
Rose: The Doctor wouldn’t do this. The old Doctor— the proper Doctor. He’d wake up, he’d save us.
Mickey: You really love him, don’t you.
Rose: He’s gone. The Doctor’s gone. He left me, Mom. He left me.
Rose: That’s English. Can you hear English?
Alex: Yes. Definitely English.
Sycorax Leader: I speak only Sycoraxic!
Rose: I can hear English. It’s being translated. Which means it’s working. Which means— the TARDIS opens
The Doctor: Did you miss me?
The Doctor: Now, first thing’s first. Be honest. How do I look?
Rose: Um… different.
The Doctor: Good different or bad different?
Rose: Just… different.
The Doctor: Am I ginger?
Rose: No, you’re just sort of brown.
The Doctor: 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! Oo! That’s rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger.
The Doctor about his regenerated hand: Of course I’m still The Doctor then.
Rose: No arguments from me!
The Doctor: Wanna know the best bit? This new hand? It’s a fightin’ hand!
Rose: It’s beautiful! What are they, meteors?
The Doctor: It’s the spaceship breaking up in the atmosphere. This isn’t snow. It’s ash.
Rose: Okay, not so beautiful.
The Doctor: This is a brand new planet Earth. No denying the existence of aliens now. Everyone saw it. Everything’s new.
Rose: And what about you? What are you going to do next?
The Doctor: Well… back to the TARDIS. Same old life.
Rose: On your own?
The Doctor: Why? Don’t you want to come?
Rose: Well yeah.
The Doctor: Do you though?
The Doctor: Well I just thought… ’cause I changed.
Rose: Yeah, I thought ’cause you changed you might not want me anymore.
The Doctor: Oh I’d love you to come.
Mickey: You’re never going to stay, are you?
Rose: There’s just so much out there. So much to see. I’ve got to.
Jackie: Well I reckon you’re mad, the pair of ya. It’s like you go lookin’ for trouble.
The Doctor: Trouble’s just the bits in between! It’s all waiting out there, Jackie. And it’s brand new to me. All those planets, creatures and horizons—I haven’t seen them yet. Not with these eyes. And it is gonna be… fantastic.