Administration 1

You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! I am the last of my species, and I know how that weighs on the heart so don't lie to me! It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time!

1. Saving the world with meals on wheels.
2. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME!
3. Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today.

Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there's an escaped fish. Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there's an escaped fish. Aw, you're all Mr. Grumpy Face today. Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time!

• I'm nobody's taxi service; I'm not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.
• Annihilate? No. No violence. I won't stand for it. Not now, not ever, do you understand me?! I'm the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm - and you basically meant beat them in a football match, didn't you?
• Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there's an escaped fish.

You hit me with a cricket bat. They're not aliens, they're Earth…liens! I'm the Doctor, I'm worse than everyone's aunt. *catches himself* And that is not how I'm introducing myself. *Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do!

*Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezes are cool. You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas?

You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things.…hey.…the good things don't always soften the bad things; but vice-versa the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! Father Christmas. Santa Claus. Or as I've always known him: Jeff. You hate me; you want to kill me! Well, go on! Kill me! KILL ME! All I've got to do is pass as an ordinary human being. Simple. What could possibly go wrong?

You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Stop talking, brain thinking. Hush. I'm nobody's taxi service; I'm not gonna be there to catch you every time you feel like jumping out of a spaceship.