Character: Dr.. Page 4

- Yes! Thanks! No, what? Stop.

- Yes. Exactly. And your weapon too.

- Do you remember how the last fight ended?
- yes. We escaped.

“You’re hiding something about him. Why are you tracking him at all? Tell me.

- "We need to talk to him about the dog." You said so. But Karvanista himself turned out to be a dog. And you don't say why he is so interesting to you.

- He's not him! Let's run!

The doctor was worried. For someone who had convinced himself many times that the universe was his responsibility, and only his, there was nothing new in worry. But it was a particularly grave and ominous concern. The kind that can be cut into slices and served for lunch.

- Davros, Napoleon, Al Capone, Rani, Hitler ...

- I need to know. You've already got me and Sam into this.

And since she behaved like a beauty, she was her.

He regretted that his memory was so weak. Sometimes, when he tried to remember something from his previous lives, he seemed to remember something that he was told or dreamed of, or he read about it in a book. Because of this, he felt very young. Very small against the background of the greatness of his life. Sometimes it was not worth bothering your mind to mentally return at some point to Skaro, London, San Francisco, Langbarrow. Let the past come when it wants to, - he thought. This is the best way. Because sooner or later it will return anyway.

- I would say: well done!

- The owner of the coin ... could ... put it there on purpose.

- Trust you? I don't even trust myself.