Character: Clara Oswald. Page 7

- You have to do with anything? I'm his friend. You just...
- I just WHAT?
Do you see that elderly couple? You're their little puppy.

He will bring us out of here. The hard part is not killing him before. And we have to endure puns.

- Where the hell have you been?
- You sent me for coffee.
- Three weeks ago. In Glasgow.
Three weeks is not so long...
- In Glasgow. It's in the middle of nowhere.
- I'm not guilty. I got distracted.
- What?
- There is always something there.

Threats do not work, if not to embody.

- You know who I am?
- You're not a Doctor.
- Of course, I'm not a Doctor. I lied in order to survive. But how do I know so much about him?
- You're his assistant.
- No. I'm not his assistant. I'm his best friend. Right now I'm his best friend in the entire Universe. If you have any sort of cyber-Internet, mine it. Look what will happen to you if you harm me.
Where's The Doctor?
- Do you think that I will hand you the Doctor? Don't be stupid. I would never, never surrendered. After all, he is my best friend. He is my dearest person in the world. He's someone I always trusted, all who forgive, the one person I never lied!

- Why don't you like hugging, Doctor?
- I don't trust hugs. They invented to hide your face.

I don't deserve a friend like you...
I'm sorry, but I'm exactly what you deserve.

Clara, do you want the good news or the bad news?
- We're bad! I am now in the bad news!

- Why is your colleague decided that these monsters actually want to communicate?
I know a race of intelligent gas, which, as a greeting, throwing fireballs. I know another race with 64 stomachs, talking to each other, defecating!
It's just a hunch.
I want to say that in our vast and strange Universe we should not jump to conclusions.

I hope I will be able to save them.
Ha! Welcome to my world. What now, Clara?
- Lie to them.
What?
- Lie to them. Give them hope, to promise that everything will be fine. After all, you would have done?
- Well, in a sense, Yes. People, inspired by hope, run faster, and those who consider themselves doomed...
- Last. And in the end perish.
Is that how it sounds?

Shut up and show me the world.
Well. I'm glad you spoke up about them because remember, completely covered with bushes? Are you sure?
- And you? Will you ever be sure?
- No.
- So what are you waiting for?.. Fly!

- You knew! Knew it was not an easy ride! Knew it was dangerous!
- Yes, I did not know! Was just hoping.

Difficult people can make you feel many emotions.

- There's a corpse and a mummy! Are you not able to do without adventures? You under some sort of spell?
- Maybe nothing. Old ladies die all the time, it is actually their job description.
- A monster?
It, that it nobody saw, maybe they weren't. His dying brain, lack of oxygen, hallucinations. And in General, people usually die, she was more than a hundred years.
Says two thousand people.
Clara, you sound like you want it to be a threat. Want?