The Doctor: Oh, big, big mistake, really huge. Didn't anyone ever tell you there's one thing you never put in a trap, if you're smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there's one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
Bob: And what would that be, sir?
The Doctor: Me.
River Song: OK. I've mapped the probability vectors, done a foldback on the temporal isometry, chartered the ship to its destination and... parked us right alongside!
The Doctor: Parked us? We haven't landed!
River Song: Of course we've landed - I just landed her!
The Doctor: But... it didn't make the noise.
River Song: What noise?
The Doctor: You know, the...
[imitates Tardis noise]
River Song: It's not supposed to make that noise - *you* leave the brakes on!
The Doctor: Yeah, well, it's a brilliant noise. I love that noise.
The Doctor: The eyes are not the windows of the soul, they are the doors. Beware what may enter them.
The Doctor: The writing - the graffiti - Old High Gallifreyan... the lost language of The Timelords. There were days, there were many days, these words could burn stars, and raise up empires, and topple gods.
Amy Pond: What does this say?
The Doctor: "Hello sweetie."
River Song: A needle in a haystack.
The Doctor: A needle that looks like hay. A haylike needle of death. A haylike needle of death in a haystack of... statues. No, yours is fine.
The Doctor: Amy Pond, you are magnificent, and I'm sorry.
Amy Pond: It's okay. I understand. You've got to leave me.
The Doctor: Oh, no, I'm not leaving you, never. I'm sorry about this!
[Leans down and bites Amy's hand]
Amy Pond: Ow!
The Doctor: Ah, see, not stone! Now run!
Amy Pond: You bit me!
The Doctor: Yeah, and you're alive.
Amy Pond: I've got a mark. Look at my hand!
The Doctor: And you're alive! Did I mention...
Amy Pond: Blimey, your teeth. Have you got space teeth?
The Doctor: Yeah, alive. All I'm saying.
Amy Pond: How come you can fly the TARDIS?
River Song: Oh, I had lessons from the very best.
The Doctor: [Looking smug] Well, yeah.
River Song: It's a shame you were busy that day.
River Song: [TARDIS shakes violently] Use the stabilizers!
The Doctor: It hasn't got stabilizers!
River Song: They're the blue ones.
The Doctor: The blue ones don't do any thing, they're just blue!
River Song: Sure, they're blue - they're blue stabilizers!
[pulls blue levers, the shaking stops]
The Doctor: Oh, well now it's just boring, isn't it? They're boring-ers, that's what they are, blue boring-ers!
Amy Pond: Who is that and how did she do that museum thing?
The Doctor: It's a long story and I don't know most of it.
The Doctor: Lovely species, the Aplans. We should visit them some time.
Amy Pond: I thought they were all dead.
The Doctor: So's Virginia Woolf; I'm on her bowling team. Very relaxed, sort of cheerful. That's from having two heads. You're never short of a snog with an extra head.
River Song: Doctor, there's something, I don't know what it is...
The Doctor: Yeah, something wrong. Don't know what it is yet either, working on it. Then they started having laws against self-marrying and what was that about? But that's the church for you. Erm, no offence, Bishop.
Father Octavian: Quite a lot taken, if that's all right, Doctor. Lowest point in the wreckage is only about 50 feet up from here. That way.
Amy Pond: Church had a point, if you think about it. The divorces must have been *messy*.
Amy Pond: Oh, are you all Mr Grumpy-Face today?
The Doctor: A weeping angel Amy, is the deadliest, most powerful, most malevolent life form evolution has ever produced, and right now one of them is trapped inside that wreckage and I'm supposed to climb in after it with a screwdriver and torch and assuming I survive the radiation long enough and assuming the whole ship doesn't explode in my face, do something incredibly clever which I haven't actually thought of yet. That's my day, that's what I'm up to, any questions?
Amy Pond: Is River Song your wife?
[Doctor looks fed up]
Amy Pond: Because she's someone from you future and the way she talks to you, I've never seen anyone do that, she's kinda like you know, "heel boy". She's Mrs Doctor from the future, isn't she? Is she going to be your wife one day?
The Doctor: Yes.
[Amy looks stunned]
The Doctor: You're right, I am definitely Mr Grumpy-Face today.
The Doctor: There's a difference between dormant and patient.
Bob: [to The Doctor over the radio] You told me my fear would keep me alive but I died afraid, in pain and alone. You made me trust you, and when it mattered, you let me down.
Amy Pond: [whispering to River Song] What are they doing?
River Song: [whispering to Amy Pond] They're trying to make him angry.
Bob: I'm sorry, sir. The Angels were very keen for you to know that.
The Doctor: Well, then, the Angels have made their second mistake because I'm not gonna let that pass. I'm sorry you're dead, Bob, but I swear to whatever is left of you they will be sorrier.
Bob: But you're trapped, sir. And about to die.
The Doctor: Yeah, trapped. And you know what, speaking of traps, this trap has got a great big mistake in it. A great big whopping mistake!
Bob: What mistake, sir?
The Doctor: [to Amy] Trust me?
Amy Pond: Yeah.
The Doctor: [to River] Trust me?
River Song: Always.
The Doctor: [to Father Octavian and the Clerics] You lot, trust me?
Father Octavian: We have faith, sir.
The Doctor: Then give me your gun. I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous. When I do, jump!
Father Octavian: Jump where?
The Doctor: Oh, just jump. High as you can. Come on! Leap of faith, Bishop. On my signal!
Father Octavian: What signal?
The Doctor: You won't miss it.
Bob: Sorry, can I ask you again? You mentioned a mistake we've made.
The Doctor: Oh, big, big mistake. Really huge. Didn't anyone ever tell you? There's one thing you never put in a trap. If you're smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there is one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
Bob: And what would that be, sir?
The Doctor: [aiming gun upwards] Me.
[the Doctor fires]
River Song: Like I said on the dancefloor, you might want to find something to hang on to.
River Song: [reading the end of the book] "What if we had ideas that could think for themselves? What if one day our dreams no longer needed us? When these things occur and are held to be true, the time will be upon us. The Time of Angels."
The Doctor: Oh...
Amy Pond: What's wrong?
River Song: Oh.
The Doctor: Exactly.
River Song: How could we not notice that?
The Doctor: Low level perception filter. Or maybe we're thick.
Amy Pond: Aren't you going to introduce us?
The Doctor: Amy Pond, Professor River Song.
River Song: [surprised] I'm going to be a professor some day, am I? How exciting!
River Song: Spoilers!
River Song: It's so strange when you go all baby-face. How early is this for you?
The Doctor: Very early.
River Song: So you don't know who I am yet?
The Doctor: How do you know who I am? I don't always look the same.
River Song: I've got pictures of all your faces. You never show up in the right order, though. I need the spotter's guide.
The Doctor: That which holds the image of an Angel becomes itself an Angel.
The Doctor: Time travel, we keep meeting in the wrong order.
Alistair: Wait till she runs. Don't make it look like an execution.
River Song: [checks her watch] Triple-seven, five, slash, three, four, nine by ten. Zero, twelve, slash, acorn. Oh, and I could do with an air corridor.
River Song: We have a minute. Shall we? Where are we up to?
[flips through a blue book]
River Song: Have we done the Bone Meadows?
Amy Pond: What's the book?
The Doctor: Stay away from it.
Amy Pond: What is it, though?
The Doctor: Her diary.
River Song: Our diary.
The Doctor: Her past, my... future.
River Song: Yes, we are.
The Doctor: Sorry, what?
River Song: Talking about you.
The Doctor: [stares intently at his computer tablet] I wasn't listening, I'm busy.
River Song: Ah. The other way up.
The Doctor: [turns his tablet right-side up] Yeah.
Amy Pond: You're so his wife.
Amy Pond: A big spaceship, Churchill's bunker? You promised me a planet next.
The Doctor: Amy, this isn't any old asteroid. It's the Delerium Archive, the final resting place of the headless monks, the biggest museum ever.
Amy Pond: So, what's he like? In the future, I mean. Cause you know him in the future, don't you?
River Song: The Doctor?
River Song: Well, the Doctor's the Doctor.
Amy Pond: Oh, well, that's, um, very helpful. Mind if I write it down?
River Song: Doctor, what do you know of the weeping angels?
Amy Pond: What does that mean, it's a statue when you see it?
Father Octavian: And two hundred years later the planet was terraformed. Currently there are six billion human colonies.
The Doctor: Whew! You lot. You're everywhere. You're like rabbits! I'll never get done saving you.
The Doctor: That woman is not dragging me into anything!
The Doctor: Oh, you lot, you're everywhere, you're like rabbits, I'll never get done saving you.
Security Guard: [dazed and with a lipstick mark on his face] It's a beautiful day.
Alistair: Hallucinogenic lipstick. She's here.