Ten, to the tune of The Final Countdown: It’s a mental breakdown!
Donna: *off-key kazoo*
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Ten, to the tune of The Final Countdown: It’s a mental breakdown!
Donna: *off-key kazoo*
Nine, smacking bread onto both sides of Jack’s head: What are you?
Jack: A snack.
Nine: No.
Ten: Babe, come over
Master: Can’t, I’m hiding a body.
Ten: Jack isn’t home.
Master: I know.
The Master: *smirks*
Thirteen: What?
The Master: Nothing, just admiring the fact that you look UP to me.
Thirteen, grabbing the nearest sword: Listen here, you little shit—
(Talking about the Master)
Thirteen: We all like a bad boy, don’t we?
Ryan: Yeah, but not a fucking terrorist, Doctor.
Ianto, handing Jack a steaming cup of coffee: Blow
Jack: *shrugs and drops to his knees*
Ianto: THE COFFEE, JACK, BLOW THE COFFEE, WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HUB, JACK—
Someone: How many children do you have?
Jackie, rounding up Rose, Tony, Mickey, Ten, Martha, Donna, Corin, and Jack: Yes.
Eleven: What are we doing?
Ten: Wasting our lives.
War: He meant for lunch.