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I'm the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor. I don't know why. I call me the Doctor too. I still don't know why. No… It's a thing; it's like a plan, but with more greatness. No… It's a thing; it's like a plan, but with more greatness.
I'm the Doctor. Well, they call me the Doctor
*Insistently* Bow ties are cool! Come on Amy, I'm a normal bloke, tell me what normal blokes do! Heh-haa! Super squeaky bum time! They're not aliens, they're Earth…liens! Sorry, checking all the water in this area; there's an escaped fish.
- 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?
- 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!