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You might as well call me Smith!
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Those words. "Run away." I want you to be famous for those exact words.
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Oh, look, I'm angry. That's new. I'm really not sure what's going to happen now.
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Good men don't need rules. Today is not the day to find out why I have so many.
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It's okay, she's still all yours. And really you should call her "Mummy", not
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I speak Baby.
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No! No! Impossible! It's all running about, sexy fish vampires, and blowing up
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Rory, take Hitler and put him in the cupboard over there, now. Do it.
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Poisoned me, but I'm fine ... well, no. I'm dying. But I've got a plan.
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Well, she's been brainwashed; it all makes sense to her. Plus... she's a woman!
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Well, she did. And then she used her remaining lives to bring me back. As first
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Pantophobia. Not fear of pants, though, if that's what you're thinking. It's the
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When I was your age — about, ooh, a thousand years ago — I loved a good
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First things first. You got any jammy dodgers??
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Look. Wooden chicken. Cup, saucers, plates, knives, forks. Fruit. Chicken's wood.
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Yes, except sometimes, knowing your own future is what enables you to change it.
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Come on, Rory, this is hardly rocket science, this is quantum physics!
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OK, this is bad. At the moment I don't know how bad, but certainly we're three
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I can't save you from this. There's nothing I can do to stop this. I stole your
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You haven't seen the last of me. Bad Penny is my middle name. Seriously, the look
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