The End of Time (Part Two) Mickey and Martha Mickey: I told you to stay behind. Martha: You looked like you needed help. Besides, you’re the one who persuaded me to go freelance. Mickey: Yeah, but— we’re being fired at by a Sontoran. A dumpling with a gun. And this is no place for a […]
The Sontaran Strategem The Doctor: Hello? Martha: Doctor? It’s Martha. And I’m bringing you back to Earth. The Doctor: Martha Jones. Martha: Doctor. The Doctor: You haven’t changed a bit. Martha: Neither have you! The Doctor: Martha, Donna. Donna, Martha. Please, don’t fight. I can’t bear fighting. Donna: You wish. I’ve heard all about you. […]
My name is Dr. Owen Harper. And this is my life. A life that is full of action, and violence, and work and wonder. And Secrets. Sex and love. And death. My death. The death I survived. The death I am now living for a— Except, this isn’t living. Every day it’s the same. I […]
Girl: If I told you not to use it, would you listen? Jack: Shouldn’t you know the answer to that? Girl holds up the Death card: I do. That’s the problem. Gwen: Jack what have you got? {Jack holds up the glove.} Oh my god. Tosh: You can’t use that. Not after Suzie. Jack: I’m […]
Jack: Suddenly in an underground mortuary, on a wet night in Cardiff, I hear the sound of a nightingale. Miss Martha Jones. Jack: Dr. Jones is from UNIT. Gwen: Oh, um, sorry. I get a bit confused. Which one’s UNIT? Jack: Intelligence, military, cute red caps, um, the acceptable face of intelligence-gathering on aliens. We’re […]
[nextpage title=”page 1″] Smith and Jones The Doctor popping up: Like so. {he takes off his tie} See? Mr. Stoker: John Smith. Admitted yesterday with severe abdominal pains. Jones why don’t you see what you can find. Amaze me. Martha Jones: That wasn’t very clever running around outside, was it? The Doctor: Sorry? Martha: On […]