[as he kills a man with the translater ball]
The Ood: Have a nice day.
Donna Noble: Rocket. Blimey, a real proper rocket. Now that's what I call a spaceship.
[to the Doctor]
Donna Noble: You've got a box, he's got a Ferrari.
Donna Noble: [on Ood delta 50] He sang as he was dying.
The Doctor: His eyes turned red.
Donna Noble: What's that mean?
The Doctor: Trouble.
Solana Mercurio: [addressing the Doctor and Donna] Doctor Noble, Mrs. Noble, if you'd like to come with me.
The Doctor: [rapid fire with Donna's lines] Oh, no. No, no, no. We're not married.
Donna Noble: *So* not married.
The Doctor: Never.
Donna Noble: Never, ever!
Solana Mercurio: [politely] Of course.
[looking at a map of the 2nd Great and Bountiful Human Empire and it's Galaxies]
Donna Noble: But look at us. We're everywhere. Is that good or bad though? Are we like explorers, or more like a virus?
The Doctor: Sometimes I wonder.
The Doctor: [standing in a container full of Ood] Ood, tell me. Does 'the Circle' mean anything to you?
The Ood: [all the translators light up at once] The Circle must be broken.
Donna Noble: [breathy] Whoa, that is creepy.
The Doctor: But what is it? What is the Circle?
The Ood: The Circle must be broken!
The Doctor: Why?
The Ood: So that we can sing!
Donna Noble: [on Mr. Halpern] They... turned him into an Ood.
The Doctor: Yup.
Donna Noble: He's an Ood.
The Doctor: I noticed.
Ood Sigma: I think your song must end soon.
The Doctor: Meaning?
Ood Sigma: Every song must end.
Donna Noble: [taps Ood to get its attention] Excuse me, are you all like this?
Alien Voices: [as Ood] I do not understand, miss.
Donna Noble: [agitated] Why do you say "miss?" Do I look single?
The Doctor: Back to the point...
Donna Noble: Right... sorry...
Donna Noble: [the Doctor and Donna have been handcuffed and left to die] Well, do something! You're the one with all the tricks... and you must've met Houdini!
The Doctor: [straining] Ugh... These are really good handcuffs...
Donna Noble: [sarcastically] Well, I'm glad of that. At least we've got quality!
Donna Noble: It's weird... but... being with you, I can't tell what's right and what's wrong anymore.
The Doctor: It's better that way. People who know for certain tend to be like Mr. Halpen.
Donna Noble: A great big empire, built on slavery...
The Doctor: It's not so different from your time.
Donna Noble: Oy! I haven't got slaves!
The Doctor: Who d'you think made your clothes?
Donna Noble: Is that why you travel round with a human at your side? It's not so you can show them the wonders of the universe, it's so you can take cheap shots?
The Doctor: Sorry.
Donna Noble: Well, don't.
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The Ood: [cuts to an Ood holding out a cup of tea] Do you take milk and sugar?
Mr Bartle: I said military figures. That's the domestic file. Get me the military.
The Ood: [the Ood slams the file on the desk. We see it's having an episode of Red Eye] That file is irrelevant, sir.
Mr Bartle: Oh, and why is that?
The Ood: [takes out its translation sphere and electrocutes Mr. Bartle with it] Have a nice day.
Solana Mercurio: I'd now like to point out a new innovation from Ood Operations. We've introduced a variety package with the Ood Translator Ball. You can now have the Standard Setting.
[to Ood 1]
Solana Mercurio: How are you today, Ood?
Ood #1: [ordinary Ood voice] I'm perfectly well, thank you.
Solana Mercurio: Or perhaps, after a stressful day, a little something for the gentlemen.
[to Ood 2]
Solana Mercurio: And how are you, Ood?
Ood #2: [husky female voice] All the better for seeing you.
Solana Mercurio: And the comedy classic.
[to Ood 3]
Solana Mercurio: Ood, you've dropped something.
Ood #3: [in the voice of Homer Simpson] D'oh!