Stay strong. People waiting for you.
Oh! I'm talking to myself again, that's a good sign.
You know what they say, Doctor, nothing ventured, nothing blown.
What did they do to you, Doctor? How many lives have you had?
Remember how we used to run through those streets as children?
Listen to me, do not argue. Go with the humans. Help them, get them out of here, you won't get back to the TARDIS alive, make sure you're with them.
Cybermen have hunted down and wiped out the majority of the human race. Sorry, there was never a good time to break that news to you.
You appear courageous, but your vital signs betray a hightened state of anxiety. Or, as I like to call it, Tuesday.
Blundering. Top of my CV, along with plays well others, and excellent tap dancer in a crisis.
There's a connection between all these things - I just can't see it yet.
The Fam (and a friend) piloting a ship...kinda.
FOLLOW THE LIGHT. BREAK THE GLASS. HAPPY BIRTHDAY X