That won't last. He's gay and she's an alien.

If you are an alien, how come you sound like you're from the North?

Fantastic!

Moisturize me!

We need a physical form and your dead are abandoned. They go to waste. Give them to us.

Nonsense. Since when does an undertaker keep office hours? The dead don't die on schedule.

You think you know your own name? How stupid are you?

She's English. Hey, Little Lord Fauntleroy, I got you a girlfriend.

I call him Max.

Are you my Mummy?

Actually the word you use is *available*.

Lovely couple - they stayed in touch. Can't say that about most executioners.

I like bananas. Bananas are good.

Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks, 'Ooh, this could be a little more sonic'?

She's been evicted… from life.

Then you *are* unemployed. And yet you've still got enough money to buy peroxide.

I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself. I take the words, I scatter them - in time and space.

Is that the kind of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger?

Tea. While we're waiting for the world to come to an end. Very British.

_____ _____, Prime Minister.

It's like living inside a bouncy castle!

There are better things to do today. Dying can wait.

I am not amused.

Oh my God - I'm the tin dog!

Why does it look so… disco?

Affirmative!

Correct-a-mundo! There's a word I've never used before and hopefully never will again.

Does he still stroke bits of the Tardis?

No idea, I just made it up - didn't want to say 'Magic Door.'

What do monsters have nightmares about?

Well, among other things, I think I just invented the banana daiquiri a couple of centuries early.

What's a horse doing on a spaceship?

Monsieur, what are you doing in my fireplace?

Men in black? Vanishing police cars? This is Churchill's England, not Stalin's Russia!

You promised me peace!

Everyone leaves home in the end.

Apologies. I said: I hope you enjoy your meal.

This is the darkness. This is my domain. You little things that live in the light, clinging to your feeble suns, which die in the end.

So! We meet at last, LINDA!

But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It's so much darker. And so much madder. And so much better.

I was kidnapped!

This is not war. This is pest control.

Allons-y!

Outline resembles the inferior species known as Cybermen!

This is the story of how I died.