First words: What are you doing here?
Last words: It’s all over’. That’s what you said. No, but it isn’t. It’s far from being all over. I must get back to the Tardis immediately! I must go now… I must go at once. Ah yes, thank you. Keep warm.
First words: Araagh, slower…slower! Concentrate on one thing…one thing!
Last words: Is this some sort of joke? No, I refuse to be treated in… What are you doing? No! Stop! You’re making me giddy! No! You can’t do this to me. No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
First words: Shoes, must find my shoes. Unhand me, Madam!
Last words: A tear, Sarah Jane? No, don’t cry. While there’s life, there’s…
First words: Typical Sontaran attitude…stop Linx… perverting the course of human history… I tell you, Brigadier - there’s nothing to worry about. The Brontosaurus is large and placid.
Last words: It’s the end… but the moment has been prepared for…
First words: Ah, you’ve come to help me find the Zero Room. Welcome aboard. I’m The Doctor, or will be if this regeneration works out.
Last words: Going soon. It’s time to say goodbye. Might regenerate, I don’t know. Feels different this time. Adric?
First words: You were expecting someone else?
Last words: Carrot juice, carrot juice, carrot juice…
First words: No Mel! Myah… that was a nice nap… now down to business. I’m a bit worried about the temporal flicker in sector 13.
Last words: Got to stop him.
First words: Who am I? WHO AM I?
Last words: Physician heal thyself.
Eight and a half:
First words: Doctor no more!
Last words: Oh yes, of course, suppose it makes sense. Wearing a bit thin. I hope the ears are a bit less conspicuous this time.
First words: Run!
Last words: Rose, before I go I just want to tell you, you were fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. And d’you know what? So was I.
First words: Hello. OK, mmm. New teeth. That’s weird. So where was I? Oh that’s right… Barcelona.
Last words: I don’t want to go.
First words: Oh Yes.
Last words: I've only got one life, Rose Tyler. I could spend it with you. If you want.
First words: Aaargh! Legs! I’ve still got legs. Good. Arms, hands, ooh fingers, lots of fingers. Ears, yes eyes, two, nose…I’ve had worse. Chin…blimey! Hair! I’m a girl! No! No, I’m not a girl… and still not ginger! There’s something else, something important, I’m…I’m…I’m… crashing! Haha! Woohoo! And… geronimo!
Last words: I will not forget one line of this. Not one day. I swear. I will always remember when the Doctor was me.
The Eleventh Tribute → reasons why you love him so much
Thank you Matt Smith, thank you for being so brilliant and fantastic. Thank you for the adventures and for the memories. Bowties and fezzes have never been cooler. You will never be forgotten, and you will always be my Doctor.
“We all change when you think about it, we’re all different people all through our lives and that okay. You gotta keep moving so long as you remember all the people that you used to be, I will not forgot one line of this, not one day, I swear. I will always remember when the Doctor was me. “
I WAS WALKING ALONG THE STREET IN ROME
I ALMOST DIED
matt smith reading his last lines as the doctor for the first time.
The Doctor found your blog!
Hello- yes- sorry! Didn’t mean to surprise you, just a bit of a non-routine routine… checkarooni. Oh… no, not checkarooni. What in the blazes is a checkarooni? Really, Doctor.
But no! Truly, there’s nothing to worry about. Just a bit of a —follow-up, yes, a follow-up, after that whole situation with the Wi-Fi. If you’re wondering, you are A-OK. I think, just one more quick—…… ah, yes. No residual, soul-sucking hotspots here. Relax, and- and… keep on scrolling.
Oh, and if you happen to see a fish on your monitors… don’t be alarmed. He’s microchip-encapsulated, called Barnaby. I had him on the TARDIS monitors and then he just went swimming off into the Wi-Fi. If you see him, just, you know, shoo him in the general direction of my when-and-where.
(Okay, so less of a follow-up-with-the-Wi-Fi, more of a I’ve-lost-my-bio-fibre-optic-fish… but I digress!)
i just read that entire thing in his voice and then cried for the gazillionth time today
I reblog this every time it comes up on my dashboard, not because it is a “rule” but because every time I see it the love and sincerity on her face hit me all over again and I think everyone deserves to see that.
And THIS is why I adore Catherine Tate. She’s loud and brash but in quieter moments… her soul comes shining through and it makes everything about her so much more beautiful.
It’s things like this that prove to you that what roald dahl says in the twits about nice people being truly beautiful was not a joke.
Reblog if you watch Doctor Who and you’re not from England
Finishing some outgoing mail on my lunch hour