Character: Clara Oswald. Page 3

- Temporary measure. In the end, everything here will explode.

- We're not going to die here, it's not real. It's a roar.
- What?
- What a wounded animal does is try to scare everyone away. We're close to the engine. The tardis growls at us, tries to scare us away. You have to jump.
- You're crazy!.

- What's the use of secrets now?
- Secrets protect us. Secrets are safe.

- Tardis at the Pole.
- Great, so not far away.
- South Pole... Don't you toss us in?
*Laughter of Captain Zhukov*

- Idiot! Grand Marshal Skaldak...
- Do you know him?
- Lord of the Tarsician caste. Fighter phobo heresy. The greatest hero in the history of the proud Martian rassa.
- And what are we going to do now?
- Put it in chains!

- Isn't it always like that?

- Perhaps.

- Sinking Soviet submarine!

- All calories consumed in the TARDIS do not remain in the body.
- What? Are you joking?
- Of course, I'm kidding. It's a time machine, not a magic booth.

- Tell and.
- Ahhh.
- You don't move your lips.
- You look at the eyes.
Yes, exactly, they are easy to confuse.

- Miss Clara, you look better.
- Thank You, Strax.
- Sorry, it's just the light, you still look awful.

- If Vastra was different, had ceased to be what liked you...
- I don't like her, mA'am, I love her. As for the other - she's a lizard

- I Am The Doctor. I have lived more than two thousand years, and not all of them were good, I made a lot of mistakes, and it's time to do something, starting now. Clara, I'm not your guy.
- I love you, and they are not believed.
I never said that it was a mistake.

What? I'm not going to wait until Breakfast.
- It's a time machine. With her never have to wait for Breakfast.