It seems you have a very large rat Brigadier—maybe you should employ the services of a very large cat? People spend all their time making nice things and then other people come along and break them! Pure mathematics can not lie! Goodbye…my Sarah Jane! Don’t be sad Grace. You’ll do great things. Kidneys! I have kidneys. And I don’t like the colour. Geronimo! Two wrongs don’t make a left turn. Now would you stand aside before I shoot myself? Goodbye… Fancypants! Reverse the polarity of the neutron flow.
All thirteen! Yes, that’s right, you’re going. You’ve been gone for ages. You’re already gone. You’re still here. You’ve just arrived. I haven’t even met you yet. It all depends on who you are and how you look at it. Strange business, time. Butterfingers. Every great decision creates ripples. Like a huge boulder dropping in a lake. The ripples merge and rebound off the banks in unforseeable ways. The heavier the decision, the larger the waves, the more uncertain the consequences. People spend all their time making nice things and then other people come along and break them!
For some people, small, beautiful events are what life is all about! I am not a student of human nature. I am a professor of a far wider academy of which human nature is merely a part. It’s all right for you, Peri. You’ve only got one life. You’ll age here in the TARDIS and then die. But me, I shall go on regenerating until all my lives are spent. Not allowed? Not allowed? Me, I’m allowed everywhere. Kidneys! I have kidneys. And I don’t like the colour. Dreams are important…never underestimate them.
I’m Dr. James McCrimmon from the township of Balamory. Courage isn’t a matter of not being frightened, it’s being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway. Small though it is, the human brain can be quite effective when working at full efficiency, not unlike myself! The past is another country. 1987′s just the Isle of Wight. All thirteen! Physician, heal thyself. Oh I’m so sorry, Jamie. I had to face my fear…that was more important than just going on living…. Oh, I always rip out the last page of a book. Then it doesn’t have to end. I hate endings!
All thirteen! Grace, I came back to life before your eyes. I held back death. Look, I can’t make your dream come true forever, but I can make it come true today. Jelly baby? Don’t worry, Brigadier. People will be shooting at you soon. Excuse me, do you mind not farting while I’m saving the world? Have a jelly baby. That’s the trouble with regeneration. You quite never know what you’re going to get. I don’t have a future. Well, there’s a probability of anything. Statistically speaking, if you gave typewriters to a treeful of monkeys, they’d eventually produce the works of William Shakespeare.
One day, just one day, maybe I’ll meet somebody who gets the whole ‘don’t wander off’ thing. My ship…my TARDIS… It may be irrational of me, but human beings are my favorite species. Aw, I wanted to be ginger! I’ve never been ginger! And you, Rose Tyler! Fat lot of good you were! You gave up on me! Ooh, that’s rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger. No idea. Just do what I do: hold tight and pretend it’s a plan. Goodbye… Fancypants! There’s something that doesn’t make sense. Let’s go and poke it with a stick.