Character: Missy. Page 2

- I always wanted a sister!
- Really, why?!
- I love you too, Sheldon.
- Really, why?!

- Hold on to me.
- Give me a kiss.
- Make me.
- You might some leave? Or one, you will not understand.

- Who are you?
- You know who I am. I Missy.
- Who is Missy?
- Come on, think quickly. It is short for Mistress. It would not be very well keep calling myself... the Master, right?

- Who controls your heart?
- My heart is controlled by the Doctor.
Doctor Who?
- Dr. Chang!

And this means that we can again be friends.
- You really think so?
I do not know. But hope is such a dangerous thing. And so seductive.

Give a good man a weapon and he will appear to kill someone.

Think about friendship. The friendship that much older than your civilization and infinitely harder.

- You - enemy of the Daleks.
- Well, actually, for the Daleks are the enemies of all who do not far. So it was easy to guess.
You will be destroyed.
Oh, please destroy, and I have a whole day on your feet.

- Are you a time Lord?
- Lady. Thank you. Some can afford an upgrade.

- What are you doing?
- Kill a Dalek. I'm a time lady, it is for us as Golf.

- Between the Doctor and us all the power of the deadliest races in history. And we, in turn, has... a pointy stick. Where to start?
- Believe in what will win.

Live only seconds left. I will say from the generosity of four.

- The TARDIS will be destroyed.
- Yes? Well, good luck. She's indestructible.
Is you Doctor said? You should not believe the men on account of their cars.

I smell a trap. Traps - my flirt. This is a trap.