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Professor Yana (Character)
from "Doctor Who" (2005)

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"Doctor Who: Utopia (#3.11)" (2007)
The Professor: Did you never think, all those years standing beside me, to ask about that watch? Never? Did you never once think - not ever - that you could set me free?
Chantho: Chan-I'm sorry-tho! Chan-I'm so sorry...
The Professor: And you, with your chan and your tho driving me insane!
Chantho: Chan-Professor, please!
The Professor: THAT IS NOT MY NAME! "The Professor" was an invention. So perfect a disguise that I forgot who I am.
Chantho: Chan-Then who are you-tho?
The Master: I am... the Master.

Martha Jones: The Doctor sort of travels through time and space and picks us up. God, I make us sound like stray dogs. Maybe we are.
Professor Yana: He travels in time?
Martha Jones: Don't ask me to explain it. That's a TARDIS, that box thing. The sportscar of time travel he says.
[the word "TARDIS" echoes in Yana's head]

The Doctor: It strikes me, Professor, that you've got a room that no one can enter without dying. Is that correct?
Prof. Yana: Yes.
The Doctor: Well...
[Jack comes back to life]
The Doctor: ...I think I've got just the man.
Captain Jack Harkness: Was someone kissing me?

Professor Yana: It's just a headache. It's just this noise inside my head, Doctor. Constant noise inside my head.
The Doctor: What sort of noise?
Professor Yana: It's the sound of drums. More and more, as though it's getting closer.
The Doctor: When did it start?
Professor Yana: I've had it all my life, every waking hour. Still, no rest for the wicked.

The Doctor: But if the universe is falling apart then what does Utopia mean?
[Professor Yana appears, looking pleased, looks between The Doctor and Jack]
Professor Yana: [pointing to Jack] The Doctor?
The Doctor: That's me.
Professor Yana: Ah! Good!
[excitedly grabs the Doctor's hand a runs down the corridor with him in tow]
Professor Yana: GOOD! Good! Good! Good, good, good, good! Good! Good!
The Doctor: [looks back at Jack and Martha] It's "good" apparently.

The Professor: Killed by an insect. A girl. How inappropriate. Still, if The Doctor can be young and strong, then so can I. The Master reborn!
[he begins to regenerate]

Professor Yana: [weeping] It's time travel...! They say there was time travel, back in the old days... I never *believed!*... but what would I know... stupid old man... never could keep time... always late, always lost...
[pulls out fobwatch]
Professor Yana: Even this thing... never worked.

Professor Yana: The call came from across the stars, over and over again. 'Come to Utopia'. Originating from that point.
The Doctor: Where is that?
Professor Yana: Oh, it's far beyond the condensed wilderness, out towards the wildlands and the dark matter reefs, calling us in. The last of the humans scattered across the night.
The Doctor: What do you think's out there?
Professor Yana: We can't know. A colony? A city? Some sort of haven? The science foundation created the Utopia project thousands of years ago to preserve mankind, to find a way of surviving beyond the collapse of reality itself. Perhaps they found it. Perhaps not, but it's worth a look, don't you think?
The Doctor: Oh yes.

The Doctor: That rocket's not going to fly, is it? This footprint mechanism thing. It's not working.
Professor Yana: We'll find a way.
The Doctor: You're stuck on this planet, and you haven't told them, have you? That lot out there, they still think they're going to fly.
Professor Yana: Well, it's better to let them live in hope.
The Doctor: Quite right too.

Professor Yana: Even my title is an affectation. There hasn't been such a thing as a university for over a thousand years. I've spent my life going from one refugee ship to another.
The Doctor: If you'd been born in a different time, you'd be revered. I mean it. Throughout the galaxies.
Professor Yana: Oh, those damn galaxies. They had to go and collapse. Some admiration would have been nice. Just a little, just once.
The Doctor: Well, you have it now. That footprint engine thing, you can't activate it from onboard. It's got to be done from here. You're staying behind.
Professor Yana: With Chantho. She won't leave without me. She simply refuses.
The Doctor: You'd give your life so they could fly?
Professor Yana: Think I'm a little too old for Utopia. Time I had some sleep.

The Doctor: And Utopia is...?
Professor Yana: Oh, every human knows of Utopia. Where have you been?
The Doctor: Bit of a Hermit.
Professor Yana: A-a hermit
[sounds doubtful]
Professor Yana: with, uh, friends?
The Doctor: Hermits United. We meet up every 10 years, swap stories about caves. It's good fun. For a Hermit.

[Yana glances at the surface scanner]
Professor Yana: Movement on the surface. Another "human hunt". God help him.
Chantho: Chan-should I alert the guards-tho?
Professor Yana: No, no, we can't spare them. Old beggar's on his own. One more lost soul... dreaming of Utopia.
Chantho: Chan-you mustn't talk as if you've given up-tho.
Professor Yana: No, no, indeed. Here's to it - Utopia.
[Yana sips his coffee, looking a little disgusted at the taste]
Professor Yana: Where it is to be hoped the coffee is a little less sour. Will you join me?
Chantho: Chan-I am happy drinking my own internal milk-tho.
Professor Yana: Yes, well... that's quite enough information, thank you.

The Doctor: You've built this system out of food and string and staples. Professor Yana, you're a genius.
Prof. Yana: Says than man who made it work.
The Doctor: Aah, it's easy, coming in at the end. But you're stellar, this is, this is magnificent!

[the Professor throws a switch, locking the Doctor and others out]
Chantho: Chan- But you've locked them in- Tho.
The Professor: Not to worry my dear. As one door closes another must open.
[he throws another, letting the Futurekind into the silo]

Professor Yana: Time and time and time again, always running out on me.
Martha Jones: [looking at his watch nervously] Can I have a look at that?
Professor Yana: Oh, it's only an old relic. Like me.
Martha Jones: Where did you get it?
Professor Yana: I was found with it.
Martha Jones: What do you mean?
Professor Yana: An orphan in the storm. I was a naked child found on the coast of the Silver Devestation. Abandoned with only this.
Martha Jones: Have you ever opened it?
Professor Yana: Why would I? It's broken.
Martha Jones: How do you know it's broken if you've never opened it?
Professor Yana: It's stuck. It's old. It's not meant to be. I don't know.
[Martha turns the watch over. The same alien writing as the Doctor's is on it]
Professor Yana: [suspiciously] Does it matter?
Martha Jones: No... it's... nothing. Listen, everything's fine up here. I'm going to see if The Doctor needs me.
[runs out in a panic]

Captain Jack Harkness: So what are those things outside? The Beastie boys, what are they?
Professor Yana: We call them the Futurekind. Which is a myth in itself. But it's feared they are what we will become unless we reach Utopia.

Doctor: Prof. Yana, this new science is well beyond me. But all the same, a boost reversal circuit in any time frame must be a circuit which reverses the boost. So, I wonder, what would happen if I... did... this?
[uses sonic screwdriver on a cable, then pulls it apart. Sirens sound and lights flash in lab]
Chantho: Chan, it's working, tho!
Prof. Yana: But how did you do that?
Doctor: While we've been chatting away, I forgot to tell you: I'm brilliant.

Martha: [lifting a Tank of water containing a hand out of Jack's bag and placing it on the tabetop] Oh, my, God! You've got a hand? A hand in a jar? A hand, in a jar, in your bag!
Doctor: Bu-tha-tha-that's *my* hand!
Jack: I said I had a Doctor Detector.
Chantho: Chan, is this a tradition amongst your people, tho?
Martha: Not on my street! What do you mean that's your hand? You've got both your hands! I can see them!
Doctor: Long story. I lost my hand, Christmas Day, in a sword fight.
[Flashback: The Sycorax Leader chops the Doctor's hand off]
Martha: What? And you... grew another hand?
Doctor: Um, yeah. I did, yeah.
[holds it up and waves it]
Doctor: Hello.
Professor Yana: [to the Doctor] Might I ask, what species are you?
Doctor: Time Lord. Last of. Heard of them? Legend or anything? Not even a myth? Blimey, the end of the Universe is a bit humbling.
Chantho: Chan, it is said that I am the last of my species too, tho.
Doctor: Sorry, what was your name?
Professor Yana: My assistant, and good friend Chantho. A survivor of the Malmooth, this was their planet Malcassairo, before we took refuge.
Doctor: The city outside, that was yours?
Chantho: Chan, the conglomeration died, tho.
Doctor: Conglomeration! That's what I said!
Jack: You're supposed to say, "sorry".
Doctor: Oh, yes.
[to Chantho]
Doctor: Sorry.
Chantho: Chan, most grateful, tho.

The Doctor: And Utopia is...?
Professor Yana: Oh, every human knows about Utopia! Where have you been?
The Doctor: Bit of a hermit.
Professor Yana: A hermit... with, uh, friends?
[points to Jack and Martha]
The Doctor: Hermits United. We meet up every ten years, swap stories about caves. It's good fun, for a hermit.

The Doctor: I'm a bit of a hermit really.
The Professor: A hermit with friends?
The Doctor: Mmm. Hermits United. We get together every 10 years and swap stories about caves. It's good fun. For a hermit.


"Doctor Who: The Keeper of Traken: Part One (#18.21)" (1981)
Kassia: You listen so patiently. And who else could I speak to of my unhappiness? To be Keeper nominate, they regard it as a great honour. But when the Keeper's Dissolution comes, it will take Tremas from me forever. And I know his time will be soon. I know it will be soon.
Melkur: Soon...
Kassia: You spoke to me.


Doctor Who (1996) (TV)
The Old Master: I do hereby make my last will and testament... If I am to be executed, and thus cruelly deprived of all existence, I ask only that my remains be transported back to my home planet by my rival Time Lord and nemesis - he who calls himself... the Doctor.


"Doctor Who: Time-Flight: Part Two (#19.24)" (1982)
Kalid: My familiar spirits have told me of your, uh, miraculous cabinet. The spirits have told me you would come.
The Doctor: The spirits are very well-informed.


"Doctor Who: The Keeper of Traken: Part Two (#18.22)" (1981)
Kassia: It is done, Melkur.
Melkur: Oh, no, Kassia. It is only beginning.