Ninth Doctor Quotes

Doctor: You'll have to lead a very quiet life. Keep out of trouble. Be average. Unseen. Good luck.

Adam Mitchell: But I wanna come with you.

Doctor: I only take the best. I've got Rose.

Doctor: The thing is, Adam, time travel's like visiting Paris. You can't just read the guidebook, you gotta throw yourself in. Eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers. Or is that just me? Stop asking questions, go and do it!

Dalek: I scanned your satellites and radio telescopes.

Doctor: And?

Dalek: Nothing. Where shall I get my orders now?

Doctor: You're just a soldier without commands.

Dalek: Then I shall follow the Primary Order. The Dalek instinct to destroy. To conquer!

Doctor: What for? What's the point? Don't you see? It's all gone. Everything you were, everything you stood for.

Dalek: Then what should I do?

Doctor: All right, then. If you want orders, follow this one. Kill yourself.

Dalek: The Daleks must survive!

Doctor: The Daleks have failed! Why don't you finish the job and make the Daleks extinct? Rid the universe of your filth! Why don't you just die?

Dalek: You would make a good Dalek.

Dalek: I demand orders!

Doctor: They're never gonna come. Your race is dead. You all burnt. All of you. Ten million ships on fire. The entire Dalek race wiped out, in one second.

Dalek: You lie!

Doctor: I watched it happen. I made it happen.

Dalek: You destroyed us?

Doctor: I had no choice.

Dalek: And what of the Time Lords?

Doctor: Dead. They burnt with you. The end of the Last Great Time War. Everyone lost.

Dalek: And the coward survived.

Doctor: Oh, and I caught your little signal. "Help me." Poor little thing. But there's no one else coming 'cause there's no one else left.

Dalek: I am alone in the universe.

Doctor: Yep.

Dalek: So are you. We are the same.

Doctor: We're not the same! I'm not... No, wait. Maybe we are. You're right! Yeah, okay! You've got a point. 'Cause I know what to do. I know what should happen. I know what you deserve. Exterminate.

Doctor (to on of the Slitheen): If I was gonna execute someone by backing them against a wall, a little word of advice... Don't stand them against the lift!

Doctor: Right. Shed. Come on, Rose.

Charles Dickens: What? In the box? Both of you?

Charles Dickens: After all these revelations, there's one mystery you still haven't explained. Answer me this. Who are you?

Doctor: Just a friend. Passing through.

Charles Dickens: But you have such knowledge of future times. I don't wish to impose on you but I must ask you, my books... Doctor. Do they last?

Doctor: Oh, yes.

Charles Dickens: For how long?

Doctor: Forever.

Charles Dickens: How exactly are you a "fan"? In what way do you resemble a means of keeping oneself cool?

Doctor: No, it means fanatic, devoted to you... Mind you, that American bit in Martin Chuzzlewit, what's that about? Was that just padding or what? It's rubbish that bit.

Charles Dickens: I thought you were my fan?

Doctor: Oh, well, if you can't take criticism... Do the death of Little Nell. It cracks me up.