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Twelve: Uh, you... You have eyes.
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Clara: *shrugs* I'll take it.
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Clara: Compliment me.
Twelve: Uh, you... You have eyes.
Clara:
Clara: *shrugs* I'll take it.
Ten: I don’t have a favorite companion. How could you even think that? All of my companions are of totally equal importance and wort-
Jack: It’s Rose, isn’t it?
Ten: I can’t help it, she has those “love me please” eyes and I’m weak.
Donna: Everyone makes mistakes, Doctor. Are you that perfect that you can’t accept it?
Ten: Obviously.
Bill: So, what happened to you, Nardole?
Nardole: I don’t want to talk about it.
Twelve: Good. We don’t want to hear about it.
Doctor Who and the Multiverse of David Tennant.
Ten: Would you slap your best friend for a million pounds?
Donna: I would roundhouse kick you in the face for free.
Ten *almost crying*: I’m your best friend?
Twelve: Nardole’s being annoying again, how do I get rid of him?
Missy: murder.
Twelve: ...that's permanent.
Missy: But effective.
Ten: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?
Rose: You’re a hazard to society.
Donna: And a coward. DO TWENTY.
Donna: Who the fuck-
Ten: Language.
Donna: Whom the fuck-
Ten: No.
Thirteen: Miracle of science! If you have two hands, you can pet two cats at the same time.
Eleven: No, I'm not tired of being nice. Yes, I still just want to go apeshit. These things can coexist, stop asking me.
Twelve, to Clara and Missy: I honestly can't tell the two of you apart half the time, because I don't go by height or hair color, I go by amount of pain in my ass, which makes you both identical.
Ten: And this is a map of all the possible places Rose could have run off to this time.
Jackie: That's a globe.
Ten: Yeah, I have no fucking clue where she is.
Eleven: Pick a card, any card!
Amy: Okay! [picks Rory’s credit card out of his pocket]
Rory: Wait! That’s not-
Amy: He said any card.
Donna: Just ask Rose out. What’s the worst that can happen?
Ten: Humiliation, embarrassment, fire, explosions, collisions, tears and death.