Nine hundred years of time and space
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10.03.2014

Nine hundred years of time and space

Low tech? Grace, this is a type 40 TARDIS, able to take you to any planet in the universe and to any date in that planet’s existence. Temporal physics. I reversed the polarity of the neutron flow. Now, don’t antagonize her. I love a happy medium! Smith. Doctor John Smith. We’re trying to defeat the Daleks, not start a jumble sale! My writing gets worse and worse. Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear. I had to face my fear…that was more important than just going on living…. Would you like a jelly baby?

You may disguise your features but you can never disguise your intent. Nice to meet you, Rose. Am I having a midlife crisis? Why are you pointing your screwdrivers like that? They’re scientific instruments not water pistols! This is a situation that requires tact and finesse. Fortunately, I am blessed with both. Are you listening to me? Please, when Torchwood comes to write my complete history, don’t tell people I travelled through time and space with her mother! He thinks I’m a charlatan, my Dear.

And I’m looking for a blonde in a Union Jack. A specific one, mind, I didn’t just wake up this morning with a craving. All thirteen! Jelly baby? How can you miss me? I’m easy to find. I’m the guy with two hearts, remember? Rest is for the weary, sleep is for the dead. I feel like a hungry man eager for the feast! Geronimo! We’re fallin’ through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go… Kidneys! I have kidneys. And I don’t like the colour. New-new-Doctor.

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