Ninth Doctor (Doctor Who): ISTP

Dominant Introverted Thinking [Ti]: The Doctor’s internal logic is his greatest asset. The Doctor believes he can solve any problem, and is able to look beyond the facts, allowing him to come to creative solutions. While his logical reasoning often saves the day, it also sometimes lands him in hot water with people because it causes him to be extremely blunt, and he tends to comes across as insensitive or rude. The Doctor is naturally curious and always seeks to understand the hows and the whys in every situation he finds himself in. He is able to make detached decisions based on rationality rather than emotion. He’s okay with allowing Gwyneth to sacrifice herself because the good of the many outweigh just one person’s life. When he first meets Rose, he’s interested in her theory, even though he knows it’s incorrect. But he’s interested in her logical process and how she arrived at her hypothesis (that the Autons are students playing a prank). He’s impressed by her analysis of the situation and declares that it makes sense, even though her assumption is wrong. The Doctor usually thinks to himself and only reveals details that are entirely necessary. He doesn’t want to explain anything to Rose at first, and only gives her brief snippets of information, until she gradually begins to prove herself to be useful to him. The Doctor wants people to think critically about the world around them. He’s frustrated when they don’t open their minds. “And no one’s going to stop you because you’ve bred a human race that doesn’t bother to ask questions. Stupid little slaves, believing every lie. They’ll just trot right into the slaughter house if they’re told it’s made of gold.” The Doctor always approaches things reasonably. When Rose wonders if he’s going to scan for alien tech after a crash, he simply responds by saying, “Rose, it hit the middle of London with a very loud bang. I’m going to ask.” The Doctor needs to know how a phone that wasn’t actually a phone was able to ring, and becomes obsessed with getting answers about it from Nancy. It’s not enough for him to know that human DNA is being converted to create these “things.” He also needs to know why and what the point of it is!

Auxiliary Extroverted Sensing [Se]: Although the Doctor always has ideas, they’re typically pretty grounded and based on what he knows is possible. He doesn’t really get caught up in flights of fancy (like a couple of his later incarnations). The Ninth Doctor is also much more conscious of fitting in with the time period than some of his regenerations, and tells Rose that she must blend in with their surroundings. He tells Rose that he travels in order to see and experience. Not knowing what’s going to happen is fun and stimulating! He wants to watch events unfold and be part of them! It frustrates the Doctor when humanity proves incapable of believing in what’s right in front of them, especially when they seem to have no difficulty believing in things that can’t be seen or proven. “You’re happy to believe in something that’s invisible, but if it’s staring you in the face, nope, can’t see it. There’s a scientific explanation for that. You’re thick.” The Doctor tends to enjoy the moment without spending too much time brooding over the past or worrying about the future. He takes things as they come and enjoys adventure. He encourages others to just dive in and start doing. “The thing is, Adam, time travel’s like visiting Paris. You can’t just read the guide book, you’ve got to throw yourself in. Eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers. Or is that just me? Stop asking questions, go and do it.” The Doctor is so focused on the present that even the immediate past doesn’t have much impact on him. Somebody just died, but hey, they’re already gone. He can’t fix that, but he can prevent more people from dying now so that needs to be his primary objective.

Tertiary Introverted Intuition [Ni]: The Doctor has very good intuition. However, he tends to follow one of his instincts until it proves incorrect, rather than juggling a bunch of hunches at once. The Doctor is able to see how events will unfold and understands motivations. “That’s why the Slitheen went for spectacle. They want the whole world panicking, because you lot, you get scared, you lash out… You get the codes, release the missiles, but not into space because there’s nothing there. You attack every other country on Earth. They retaliate, fight back. World War Three. Whole planet gets nuked.” While he is usually able to understand how events will unfold and is able to arrive at correct conclusions, he sometimes fails to understand what’s really going on in a particular situation (such as trusting the Gelth and trying to help them, only to realize they were actually the enemy). With no prior knowledge whatsoever, the Doctor is able to guess that Nancy lost someone and wonders who it was. Then, he is able to intuit that her little brother was actually her child, but since she was an unwed teenager at the time, she was forced to pretend that she was his older sibling instead of his mother. However, he does sometimes fail to relate things to the big picture. When the Doctor realizes that the words “Bad Wolf” keep turning up everywhere he and Rose go, he mistakenly writes it off as a big coincidence and doesn’t think much of it.

Inferior Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: It’s very difficult for the Doctor to open up and talk about his feelings. He doesn’t like to talk about the Time War or his feelings about it. He has a habit of getting completely immersed in the mystery that he forgets about the people who are involved. When he first meets Rose, he forgets all about Mickey, and appears rather indifferent to her feelings about losing him. However, he claims that because he’s trying to saving the entire planet, it’s difficult for him to focus on just one individual. He fails to tell Rose that there is a possibility that Mickey is still alive, and when she admonishes him for this, he scolds her, telling her to “keep the domestics outside” (which he says on more than one occasion). The Doctor lacks tact and doesn’t really concern himself with protecting other people’s feelings. He tells it like it is, however unpleasant it might be for those around him. The Doctor’s sense of morality is more malleable than Rose’s. She is completely against allowing the Gelth to use the bodies of the deceased in order to save their species, but the Doctor is okay with it if that’s what it takes to keep them alive. The thought is appalling to Rose, but the morality of the situation doesn’t weigh heavily on the Doctor. “Not decent? Not polite? It could save their lives.” To him, it’s simply recycling. In order to get Rose to see things in a new light, he asks if she carries a donor card, and while she says she does, but that this is different, he reponds by saying “It is different, yeah. It’s a different morality. Get used to it or go home. You heard what they said, time’s short. I can’t worry about a few corpses when the last of the Gelth could be dying.” He often refuses to get involved with Rose’s personal life and is unwilling to spend time with her mother. He doesn’t care if Jackie wants him to come over. He has no interest in wasting time with her when there’s an entire universe to explore! The Doctor can be somewhat callous about other people’s losses, telling a man he can mourn his father later, because there’s nothing they can do to help him now. He’s gone, we’re here, we need to focus on saving our own hide. Although the Doctor isn’t great with relating to people in one-on-one situations, he does care about people and wants to help them. He’s overjoyed during the one occasion where he is able to successfully save everyone.

Enneagram: 5w6 8w7 2w1 Sx/So

Note: I considered 7 for the Doctor, but I think that’s because fives can sometimes take on characteristics of sevens. I might change my opinion on this, but for now, I’m sticking with 5.

Rose Tyler (Doctor Who): ESFP

Dominant Extroverted Sensing [Se]: Rose lives her life moment to moment. She does what feels right at the time, and instead of spending time stressing over the consequences, she chooses to deal with them when they come. Although Rose is taken aback after first meeting the Doctor, she adapts to life with him extremely quickly. She hasn’t traveled with him for very long before she’s able to tell what century she’s in and is able to discern that she’s on board a space ship from the engines. Rose knows how to let loose and have fun and enjoy the present. Although there are pressing matters to attend to, she wants the Doctor to relax for a minute and dance with her. She has an adventurous spirit, as well as a good sense of her surroundings and she can usually them to her advantage when in a sticky situation. Her quick thinking in the moment has proven her to be an asset on multiple occasions. Rose is aware of her environment and uses her observations to come to conclusions. She realizes that the Christmas tree is different and is immediately suspicious of it. She doesn’t mind putting herself at risk or diving into dangerous situations. She knows what she signed up for, and she never wants the adventure to end. Rose isn’t built for the regular or the mundane. She wants to be in the middle of the action and see the extraordinary. She enjoys going to different planets and different times and dressing up to blend in with whatever time and place she’s landed in. She allows herself to be completely immersed in sensory experiences and takes the time to appreciate the wonder of wherever she ends up. When the Doctor orders a missile to be launched straight at them at 10 Downing Street, it is Rose who gets everyone into the cupboard of the Cabinet Room to ride out the explosion safely. When Rose realizes that the Beast is possessing Toby, she responds quickly by shooting out the front window of the cockpit and unfastening his seatbelt, causing him to fly out into space, saving the day.

Auxiliary Introverted Feeling [Fi]: One of Rose’s greatest strengths (as well as her occasional weakness) is her capacity for love and compassion. She originally wants to travel to the day her father was killed so he doesn’t have to die alone, but, in the moment, saves him from every having died at all (Se-Fi). Her morality is both a blessing and a curse. Sometimes, it can lead her to make foolish decisions that land her in trouble (such as taking pity on the Dalek and touching it, which allows it to use her DNA, and the time energy from the TARDIS that resides within her to revive itself). She doesn’t usually talk about her feelings, but she does act on them frequently. Rose does what feels right to her and stays true to herself. It breaks her mom’s heart and hurts Mickey when she runs off with the Doctor, but she can’t stay just for them. She needs to see what the universe has to offer for herself. When she first meets the Doctor, he tries to leave without explaining anything, which is unfair. He can’t just leave her. When Rose visits other time periods, she doesn’t adjust the way she communicates with people in order to be appropriate. She speaks the same way in 1869 as she would in 2005. She tries to relate to the people she encounters based on her own, subjective feelings and experiences. She tries to have a conversation with Gwyneth about checking out boys and asking them out, which gives Gwyneth the impression that Rose is “wild.” The things she says are improper for a woman in that time, but she doesn’t care. She says whatever she wants to say, and she doesn’t care how people take it. Rose stands her ground on moral issues. It’s wrong for the Gelth to inhabit people’s corpses! The dead should be respected! She refuses to allow Gwyneth to sacrifice herself, even though Gwyneth is volunteering. It’s hard for Rose to accept her choice and just go along with it, even though it’s her decision to make. Rose fights for what she believes in and makes her decisions based on how she feels about things.

Tertiary Extroverted Thinking [Te]: When Rose first meets the Doctor, she (incorrectly) states that the mannequins must be students, because what other large group would get together dressed ridiculously and cause a scene? To her, that was the only logical explanation. When she’s first introduced to the world of the Doctor, she tries to rationalize what she’s seeing. When she sees pictures of the Doctor from 1963, she insists that that must be his father. Although Ruse typically relies on the Doctor to come up with the plans, she is more than capable of taking the reins when necessary. She can be decisive, firm, and delegate tasks to others. When Rose is asking questions, she usually wants information for a practical reason. It isn’t just mere curiosity. What do they want? How do we kill them? Rose wants to take action and get things done. Though she’s typically warm and kind, Rose can viciously attack others when she feels that she or someone she cares for is being threatened. When the Doctor sends Rose away, she hatches a plan to get to the heart of the TARDIS in order to to get back to him and successfully saves both him and Jack. When the Doctor is down in the Satan Pit, Rose slips into an authority position in his absence, easily giving out commands to the crew. She gives each person a job to do and ends up saving the universe. When she and the Doctor encounter the Isolus, Rose finds herself on her own again. She rationalizes that the pod will be at the hottest part of the street, and immediately takes Kel’s pickaxe to dig it up.

Inferior Introverted Intuition [Ni]: Rose doesn’t have a concrete plan for her life. She’s completely focused on the present and doesn’t really consider the future. Everything she does is in the moment. She saves her father from his death without thinking about the way time might be altered if she saved a man who was supposed to die in 1987. Rose was forced to learn the hard way that preventing his death would have disastrous consequences. It’s hard for her to keep her mind on the big picture because of her tendency to act in the heat of the moment and her need to follow her heart and do what she feels is right. Rose can be have a difficult time digesting the realities of the far-off future. When she travels to see the death of Earth, she has a hard time accepting that a time will come where it all just ends. Rose usually leaves the intuitive leaps to the Doctor, but every now and then, she gets a hunch of her own. She had thought that “Bad Wolf” was a warning, but suddenly realizes that it’s a message and uses that discovery to return to the Doctor and save his and Jack’s lives. She is immediately able to figure out that the Santas are only after her and Mickey to get to the Doctor, even though she knows virtually nothing about them. When the TARDIS stops translating for her, she comes to the conclusion that it’s not working because he’s “part of the circuit and he’s broken.” When the Doctor goes into the Satan Pit, everyone tries to tell her that he’s dead, but Rose refuses to believe that. She realizes that the Beast wants them to escape because it could’ve killed them many different ways, but it just let them go instead.

Enneagram: 7w6 2w1 8w9 Sx/So


Rose: No, not at all. Er, I don’t know. A long way away. I just sort of hitched a lift with this man. I didn’t even think about it. I don’t even know who he is. He’s a complete stranger. Anyway, don’t let me keep you. Good luck with it.

Rose: I’m not leaving because of you. I’m traveling, that’s all, and then I’ll come back.
Jackie: But it’s not safe.
Rose: Mum, if you saw it out there you’d never stay home.
The Doctor: Got enough stuff?
Rose: Last time I stepped in there, it was spur of the moment. Now I’m signing up. You’re stuck with me.

Jackie: You’ve changed so much.
Rose: For the better.
Jackie: I suppose.
Rose: Mum, I used to work in a shop.
Jackie: I’ve worked in shops. What’s wrong with that?
Rose: No, I didn’t mean that.
Jackie: I know what you meant. What happens when I’m gone?
Rose: Don’t talk like that.
Jackie: No, but really. When I’m dead and buried, you won’t have any reason to come back home. What happens then?
Rose: I don’t know.
Jackie: Do you think you’ll ever settle down?
Rose: The Doctor never will, so I can’t. I’ll just keep on traveling.
Jackie: And you’ll keep on changing. And in forty years time, fifty, there’ll be this woman, this strange woman, walking through the marketplace on some planet a billion miles from Earth. But she’s not Rose Tyler. Not anymore. She’s not even human.

Rose: I’ve had a life with you for nineteen years, but then I met the Doctor, and all the things I’ve seen him do for me, for you, for all of us. For the whole stupid planet and every planet out there. He does it alone, mum. But not anymore, because now he’s got me.

The Doctor: Once the breach collapses, that’s it. You will never be able to see her again. Your own mother!
Rose: I made my choice a long time ago, and I’m never going to leave you. So what can I do to help?

Rose: That’s amazing. I’ll never get used to this. Never. Different ground beneath my feet, different sky. What’s that smell?
The Doctor: Apple grass.
Rose: Apple grass.
The Doctor: Yeah, yeah.
Rose: It’s beautiful. Oh, I love this. Can I just say, traveling with you, I love it.

Mickey: You’re never going to stay, are you?
Rose: There’s just so much out there. So much to see. I’ve got to.

Rose: Two hundred thousand years in the future, he’s dying, and there’s nothing I can do.
Jackie: Well, like you said two hundred thousand years. It’s way off.
Rose: But it’s not. It’s now. That fight is happening right now, and he’s fighting for us, for the whole planet, and I’m just sitting here eating chips.
Jackie: Listen to me. God knows I have hated that man, but right now, I love him and do you know why? Because he did the right thing. He sent you back to me.
Rose: But what do I do every day, mum? What do I do? Get up, catch the bus, go to work, come back home, eat chips and go to bed? Is that it?
Mickey: It’s what the rest of us do.
Rose: But I can’t!
Mickey: Why, because you’re better than us?
Rose: No, I didn’t mean that. But it was. It was a better life. And I don’t mean all the traveling and seeing aliens and spaceships and things. That don’t matter. The Doctor showed me a better way of living your life. You know he showed you too. That you don’t just give up. You don’t just let things happen. You make a stand. You say no. You have the guts to do what’s right when everyone else just runs away, and I just can’t.

Mickey: You can’t spend the rest of your life thinking about the Doctor.
Rose: But how do I forget him?
Mickey: You’ve got to start living your own life. You know, a proper life, like the kind he’s never had. The sort of life that you could have with me.
[Then Rose notices large letters painted on the tarmac of the play area.]
Rose: Over here. It’s over here as well!
Mickey: That’s been there for years. It’s just a phrase. It’s just words.
Rose: I thought it was a warning. Maybe it’s the opposite. Maybe it’s a message. The same words written down now and two hundred thousand years in the future. It’s a link between me and the Doctor. Bad Wolf here, Bad Wolf there.
Mickey: But if it’s a message, what’s it saying?
Rose: It’s telling me I can get back. The least I can do is help him escape.

Rose: All the Tardis needs to do is make a return trip. Just reverse.
Mickey: Yeah, but we still can’t do it.
Rose: The Doctor always said the Tardis was telepathic. This thing is alive. It can listen.
Mickey: It’s not listening now, is it?
Rose: We need to get inside it. Last time I saw you, with the Slitheen, this middle bit opened, and there was this light, and the Doctor said it was the heart of the Tardis. If we can open it, I can make contact. I can tell it what to do.
Mickey: Rose.
Rose: Mmm?
Mickey: If you go back, you’re going to die.
Rose: That’s a risk I’ve got to take, because there’s nothing left for me here.
Mickey: Nothing?
Rose: No.
Mickey: Okay, if that’s what you think, let’s get this thing open.

Dalek: I am dying.
Rose: No, we can help.
Dalek: I welcome death. But I am glad that before I die I have met a human who was not afraid.
Rose: Isn’t there anything I can do?
Dalek: My race is dead, and I shall die alone.
[Rose reaches for the Dalek’s head.]
Adam: Rose, no!

Rose: You’re out. You made it. I never thought I’d feel the sunlight again.
Dalek: How does it feel?
[The Dalek opens its middle and dome sections to reveal the one-eyed mutant within. It holds out a tendril.]
The Doctor: Get out of the way. Rose, get out of the way now!
Rose: No. I won’t let you do this.
The Doctor: That thing killed hundreds of people.
Rose: It’s not the one pointing the gun at me.
The Doctor: I’ve got to do this. I’ve got to end it. The Daleks destroyed my home, my people. I’ve got nothing left.
Rose: Look at it.
The Doctor: What’s it doing?
Rose: It’s the sunlight, that’s all it wants.
The Doctor: But it can’t
Rose: It couldn’t kill Van Statten, it couldn’t kill me. It’s changing. What about you, Doctor? What the hell are you changing into?

The Doctor: Rose, where are you? Rose, did you make it?
Rose: Sorry, I was a bit slow. See you, then, Doctor. It wasn’t your fault. Remember that, okay? It wasn’t your fault. And do you know what? I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.

Harriet: How solid are these?
The Doctor: Not solid enough. Built for short range attack, nothing this big.
Rose: All right, now I’m making the decision. I’m not going to die. We’re going to ride this one out. It’s like what they say about earthquakes. You can survive them by standing under a doorframe. Now, this cupboard’s small so it’s strong. Come and help me. Come on.

Jackie: I wasn’t there. Nobody was. It was a hit and run driver. Never found out who. He was dead when the ambulance got there. I only wish there’d been someone there for him.
Rose: I want to be that someone, so he doesn’t die alone.

The Doctor: When we met, I said travel with me in space. You said no. Then I said time machine.
Rose: It wasn’t some big plan. I just saw it happening and I thought, I can stop it.
The Doctor: I did it again. I picked another stupid ape. I should’ve known. It’s not about showing you the universe. It never is. It’s about the universe doing something for you.
Rose: So it’s okay when you go to other times, and you save people’s lives, but not when it’s me saving my dad.
The Doctor: I know what I’m doing, you don’t. Two sets of us being there made that a vulnerable point.
Rose: But he’s alive!
The Doctor: My entire planet died. My whole family. Do you think it never occurred to me to go back and save them?
Rose: But it’s not like I’ve changed history. Not much. I mean he’s never going to be a world leader. He’s not going to start World War Three or anything.
The Doctor: Rose, there’s a man alive in the world who wasn’t alive before. An ordinary man. That’s the most important thing in creation. The whole world’s different because he’s alive.
Rose: What, would you rather him dead?
The Doctor: I’m not saying that.
Rose: No, I get it! For once, you’re not the most important man in my life.
The Doctor: Let’s see how you get on without me, then. Give me the key. The Tardis key. If I’m so insignificant, give it me back.
Rose: All right then, I will.
[Rose hands over the key.]
The Doctor: You’ve got what you wanted, so that’s goodbye, then.
Rose: You don’t scare me. I know how sad you are. You’ll be back in a minute, or you’ll hang around outside the Tardis waiting for me. And I’ll make you wait a long time!

Rose: The end of the Earth. It’s gone. We were too busy saving ourselves. No one saw it go. All those years, all that history, and no one was even looking. It’s just-

Rose: You pulled his arm off.
The Doctor: Yep. Plastic.
Rose: Very clever. Nice trick! Who were they then, students? Is this a student thing or what?
The Doctor: Why would they be students?
Rose: I don’t know.
The Doctor: Well, you said it. Why students?
Rose: ‘Cos to get that many people dressed up and being silly, they got to be students.
The Doctor: That makes sense. Well done.
Rose: Thanks.
The Doctor: They’re not students.

Rose: Okay. Start from the beginning. I mean, if we’re going to go with the living plastic, and I don’t even believe that, but if we do, how did you kill it?
The Doctor: The thing controlling it projects life into the arm. I cut off the signal, dead.
Rose: So that’s radio control?
The Doctor: Thought control. Are you all right?
Rose: Yeah. So, who’s controlling it, then?
The Doctor: Long story.
Rose: But what’s it all for? I mean, shop window dummies, what’s that about? Is someone trying to take over Britain’s shops?
The Doctor: No.
Rose: No.
The Doctor: It’s not a price war. They want to overthrow the human race and destroy you. Do you believe me?
Rose: No.
The Doctor: But you’re still listening.
Rose: Really, though, Doctor. Tell me, who are you?

[Rose stands up and looks at the Doctor, then runs round the chamber.]
Mickey: Just leave him! There’s nothing you can do!
Rose: I’ve got no A Levels, no job, no future.
[She grabs an axe as the three brides prepare to shoot Jackie.]
Rose: But I tell you what I have got. Jericho Street Junior School under 7s gymnastic team. I’ve got the bronze!
[Rose chops through the rope holding a very long chain to the wall and takes firm hold. She runs and swings out along the side of the catwalk, kicking the two Autons into the vat. The second one also drops the vial of anti-plastic into it. The golden Nestene screams as it starts to turn blue.]

The Doctor: He’s not invited. What do you think? You could stay here, fill your life with work and food and sleep, or you could go anywhere.
Rose: Is it always this dangerous?
The Doctor: Yeah.
Rose: Yeah, I can’t. I’ve er, I’ve got to go and find my mum and someone’s got to look after this stupid lump, so.
The Doctor: Okay. See you around.
[The Tardis dematerialises.]
Rose: Come on, let’s go. Come on. Come on.
[The Tardis materialises.]
The Doctor: By the way, did I mention it also travels in time?
Rose: Thanks.
Mickey: Thanks for what?
Rose: Exactly.
[Rose kisses Mickey on the cheek and runs into the Tardis.]

Rose: That strategy nine thing?
Jefferson: Not enough power. It needs a hundred percent.
Rose: All right, we need a way out. Zach, Mister Jefferson, you start working on that. Toby, what about you?
Toby: I’m not a soldier. I can’t do anything.
Rose: No, you’re the archeologist. What do you know about the pit?
Toby: Well, nothing. We can’t even translate the language.
Rose: Right.
Toby: Hold on. Maybe.
Rose: What is it?
Toby: Since that thing was inside my head, it’s like the letters made more sense.
Rose: Well, get to work. Anything you can translate, just anything. As for you, Danny boy. You’re in charge of the Ood. Any way of stopping them?
Danny: Well, I don’t know.
Rose: Then find out. The sooner we get control of the Base, the sooner we can get the Doctor out. Shift.

Rose: So, did you go to school or what?
Gwyneth: Of course I did. What do you think I am, an urchin? I went every Sunday, nice and proper.
Rose: What, once a week?
Gwyneth: We did sums and everything. To be honest, I hated every second.
Rose: Me too.
Gwyneth: Don’t tell anyone, but one week, I didn’t go and ran on the heath all on my own.
Rose: I did plenty of that. I used to go down the shops with my mate Shareen. We used to go and look at boys.
Gwyneth: Well, I don’t know much about that, miss.
Rose: Come on, times haven’t changed that much. I bet you’ve done the same.
Gwyneth: I don’t think so, miss.
Rose: Gwyneth, you can tell me. I bet you’ve got your eye on someone.
Gwyneth: I suppose. There is one lad. The butcher’s boy. He comes by every Tuesday. Such a lovely smile on him.
Rose: I like a nice smile. Good smile, nice bum.
Gwyneth: Well, I have never heard the like.
Rose: Ask him out. Give him a cup of tea or something, that’s a start.
Gwyneth: I swear it is the strangest thing, miss. You’ve got all the clothes and the breeding, but you talk like some sort of wild thing.
Rose: Maybe I am. Maybe that’s a good thing. You need a bit more in your life than Mister Sneed.

Rose: You can’t let them run around inside of dead people.
The Doctor: Why not? It’s like recycling.
Rose: Seriously though, you can’t.
The Doctor: Seriously though, I can.
Rose: It’s just wrong. Those bodies were living people. We should respect them even in death.
The Doctor: Do you carry a donor card?
Rose: That’s different. That’s
The Doctor: It is different, yeah. It’s a different morality. Get used to it or go home. You heard what they said, time’s short. I can’t worry about a few corpses when the last of the Gelth could be dying.
Rose: I don’t care. They’re not using her.
Gwyneth: Don’t I get a say, miss?
Rose: Look, you don’t understand what’s going on.
Gwyneth: You would say that, miss, because that’s very clear inside your head, that you think I’m stupid.
Rose: That’s not fair.
Gwyneth: It’s true, though. Things might be very different where you’re from, but here and now, I know my own mind, and the angels need me. Doctor, what do I have to do?

Rose: Doesn’t the universe implode or something if you dance?
The Doctor: Well, I’ve got the moves but I wouldn’t want to boast.
[Rose turns up the volume on the radio. It is still Moonlight Serenade.]
Rose: You’ve got the moves? Show me your moves.
The Doctor: Rose, I’m trying to resonate concrete.
Rose: Jack’ll be back. He’ll get us out. So come on. The world doesn’t end because the Doctor dances.
[Rose holds out her hands, and the Doctor looks at her palms.]
The Doctor: Barrage balloon?
Rose: What?
The Doctor: You were hanging from a barrage balloon.
Rose: Oh, yeah. About two minutes after you left me. Thousands of feet above London, middle of a German air-raid, Union Jack all over my chest.
The Doctor: I’ve travelled with a lot of people, but you’re setting new records for jeopardy friendly.
Rose: Is this you dancing? Because I’ve got notes.

Rose: I can go anywhere now.
The Doctor: I told you, you don’t need a passport.
Rose: It’s all very well going to Platform One and Justicia and the Glass Pyramid of San Kaloon, but what if we end up in Brazil? I might need it. You see, I’m prepared for anything.

The Doctor: There’s another thing the Tardis could do. It could take us away. We could leave. Let history take its course. We go to Marbella in 1989.
Rose: Yeah, but you’d never do that.
The Doctor: No, but you could ask. Never even occurred to you, did it?
Rose: Well, I’m just too good.

The Doctor: The Isolus children travel, each inside a pod. They ride the heat and energy of solar tides. It takes thousands and thousands of years for them to grow up.
Rose: Thousands of years just floating through space. Poor things. Don’t they go mad with boredom?

The Doctor: It is. It’s graphite. Basically the same material as an HB pencil.
Rose: I was attacked by a pencil scribble?
The Doctor: Scribble creature, brought into being with ionic energy. Whatever we’re dealing with, it can create things as well as take them. But why make a scribble creature?
Rose: Maybe it was a mistake I mean, you scribble over something when you want to get rid of it, like a, like a drawing. Like a, a child’s drawing. You said it was in the street.
The Doctor: Probably.
Rose: The girl.
The Doctor: Of course! What girl?
Rose: Something about her gave me the creeps. Even her own mum looked scared of her.
The Doctor: Are you deducting?
Rose: I think I am.
The Doctor: Copper’s hunch?
Rose: Permission to follow it up, Sarge?

The Doctor: Someone wants a word with you.
Rose: You upset my mum.
Elton: Great big absorbing creature from outer space, and you’re having a go at me?
Rose: No one upsets my mum.

Rose: How many of us have there been travelling with you?
The Doctor: Does it matter?
Rose: Yeah, it does, if I’m just the latest in a long line.
The Doctor: As opposed to what?
Rose: I thought you and me were. I obviously got it wrong. I’ve been to the year five billion, right, but this? Now this is really seeing the future. You just leave us behind. Is that what you’re going to do to me?
The Doctor: No. Not to you.
Rose: But Sarah Jane? You were that close to her once, and now you never even mention her. Why not?
The Doctor: I don’t age. I regenerate. But humans decay. You wither and you die. Imagine watching that happen to someone who you-
Rose: What, Doctor?
The Doctor: You can spend the rest of your life with me, but I can’t spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on. Alone. That’s the curse of the Time Lords.

Rose: Mum. Where’d you get that tree? [The Christmas tree is now green.] That’s a new tree. Where’d you get it?
Jackie: I thought it was you.
Rose: How can it be me?
Jackie: Well, you went shopping. There was a ring at the door, and there it was!
Rose: No, that wasn’t me.

Rose: I don’t understand what they’re saying. The Tardis translates alien languages inside my head, all the time, wherever I am.
Mickey: So, why isn’t it doing it now?
Rose: I don’t know. Must be the Doctor. Like he’s part of the circuit, and he’s, he’s broken.

Alex: The yellow girl. She has the clever blue box. Therefore, she speaks for your planet.
Harriet: But she can’t.
Rose: Yeah, I can.
Mickey: Don’t you dare.
Rose: Someone’s got to be the Doctor.
Harriet: They’ll kill you.
Rose: Never stopped him. I, er, I address the Sycorax according to Article Fifteen of the Shadow Proclamation. I command you to leave this world with all the authority of the Slitheen Parliament of Raxacoricofallapatorius, and er, the Gelth Confederacy as er, sanctioned by the Mighty Jagrafess and, oh, the Daleks! Now, leave this planet in peace! In peace.
[The Sycorax all burst into laughter.]

Jackie: Here we go. Tina the cleaner’s got this lodger, a medical student, and she was fast asleep, so I just took it. Though I still say we should take him to hospital.
Rose: We can’t. They’d lock him up. They’d dissect him. One bottle of his blood could change the future of the human race. No! Shush!

Mickey: Who were those Santa things?
Rose: I don’t know. But think about it. They were after us. What’s important about us? Well, nothing, except the one thing we’ve got tucked up in bed. The Doctor.

Danny:They’re the Ood.
Rose: The Ood?
Danny:The Ood.
Rose: Well that’s ood.
Danny: Very ood, but handy. They work the mine shafts. All the drilling and stuff. Supervision and maintenance. They’re born for it. Basic slave race.
Rose: You’ve got slaves?
Scooti: Don’t start. She’s like one of that lot. Friends of the Ood.
Rose: Well maybe I am, yeah. Since when do humans need slaves?

Rose: What’re you doing?
Jefferson: He’s infected. He brought that thing on board. You saw it.
Rose: Are you going to start shooting your own people now, Is that what you’re going to do? Is it?
Jefferson: If necessary.
Rose: Well then, you’ll have to shoot me if necessary, so what’s it going to be? Look at his face. Whatever it was, is gone. It passed into the Ood. You saw it happen. He’s clean.

Rose: It doesn’t make sense. We escaped, but there’s a thousand ways it could’ve killed us. It could’ve ripped out the air or, I don’t know, burnt us, or anything. But it let us go. Why? Unless it wanted us to escape?

Toby: I shall never die. The thought of me is forever. In the bleeding hearts of men, in their vanity and obsession and lust
[Rose picks up the bolt gun.]
Toby: Nothing shall ever destroy me. Nothing!
Rose: Go to hell.
[Rose shoots out the front screen then unfastens Toby’s seatbelt. He is sucked out into space, still roaring.]
Zach: Emergency shield! [A metal shutter seals the hole, but the rocket is still falling.] We’ve still lost the gravity funnel. We can’t escape the black hole.
Rose: But we stopped him. That’s what the Doctor would’ve done.

Clara Oswald (Doctor Who): ENFJ

Dominant Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Clara is very much in tune with the emotions of the people around her, and she has no trouble expressing her own. She is typically friendly and good-natured, but when someone crosses a line, she will tell them exactly how they made her feel. She can admit when she’s hurt or frightened, and she will make it known if she is angry or anxious. However, in certain situations, she will put her own feelings aside in order to keep the peace. She’s angry when the Doctor leaves her behind, but even though she’s mad at him, she stops herself from berating him about it because it was the “wrong thing to say” and they “shouldn’t be having an an argument.” She lies to Danny about continuing to travel with the Doctor because she’s afraid of how he will react. She doesn’t have to spend very much time with Professor Palmer and Emma to realize that they have romantic feelings for one another, and meddles in the situation, asking Emma if she’s aware of the way he feels about her. After their mother dies, Clara remains with the Maitland’s for a year, putting off her travel plans in order to help care for the children. She’s caring, selfless, and giving. When she meets Merry, she is encouraging and supportive, insisting that Merry will get her song right. She is instantly protective of her and genuinely wants to help. Clara craves external validation, particularly from the Doctor. “How did I do? Was I okay?” She wants him to admit it when she does something well because she needs the affirmation. She wants him to be proud of her and cares about whether she impresses him. Clara is warm, encouraging, empathetic, and extremely moral. She cares very much about the safety, happiness, and well-being of other people (or aliens). Clara is very physically affectionate, often hugging the Doctor (even against his will when he regenerates into Twelve, a very firm non-hugger). She often clashes with Twelve because of his tendency to be rude, cold, and indifferent towards people’s feelings. Clara tries to force him to tell Courtney that she’s special, because when he told her she wasn’t it hurt and saying something like that to an impressionable teenager can leave a scar for the rest of her life. You can’t just go around telling children that they aren’t special, even if it’s true! Clara often uses her emotional insights to reason with her adversaries. She uses her understanding of them to bargain. Clara reminds Skaldak of the way he hesitated when she begged him not to kill before, and pleads for him to show the same compassion now. She knows that the Doctor isn’t the Doctor when he begins to “admit” the way he feels about her, and immediately hits him because she knows that even if he did feel those things, he would never, ever say them aloud. She knows how much the Doctor regrets what he did during the Time War, and she can see that he would give anything to change it. It is Clara who convinces him to undo the genocide he carried out all those years ago. Clara can usually tell what the Doctor needs, and realizes that he needs a moment alone after they save Gallifrey. When it’s time for Clara to face the raven, she demands that the Doctor not insult her memory by using her death as an excuse to wage war. She doesn’t want anybody else to die and orders him to stand down. Even though Ashildr is the reason for her death, she does not wish her to be harmed and wants the violence to end with her.

Auxiliary Introverted Intuition [Ni]: Throughout her time with the Doctor, Clara has made many intuitive leaps, that she’s usually believes with complete certainty, and they are often proven to be correct. Clara is quickly able to realize that her connection with the Zygon works both ways. She can control it just as it can control her. She’s positive that it needs her alive, which it does. She also has an appreciation for symbolism and the deeper meaning of things. She understands the significance of the leaf that brought her parents together, and knows that it isn’t just full of history, but an entire future that will never get to happen, and instinctively knows that it will be enough to feed the Old God. However, she sometimes puts so much faith in her hunches that, when she is wrong, the consequences can be disastrous. She is certain that if she takes the chronolock from Rigsy, they will be able to buy more time and figure out how to stop it, because Ashildr promised that Clara was under her personal protection. Even though she wasn’t there, she is absolutely positive that Rigsy didn’t kill anybody, and never doubts him. She immediately believes that he’s been set up, and is fiercely determined to prove his innocence. Clara is convinced that the TARDIS doesn’t like her (Fe-Ni) and sometimes gets into arguments with it. Clara likes to think ahead and doesn’t generally want to do anything without a proper plan. She’s constantly asking the Doctor what his plan is, though he rarely ever has one. She knows that if the Doctor is at her school, there is an alien threat and that his strategy for dealing with the Blitzer will endanger the school because he hasn’t shared his plan with her, indicating that she wouldn’t approve of his method, which clearly means that he’s putting the school at risk. Because Clara fully believes that the future can be better, she encourages the Doctor to undo what he did to Gallifrey. Even though the War Doctor looks a lot older than her Doctor, she knows that he’s actually much younger just by looking into his eyes. After the Doctor shaves his head, he claims he did it as part of a “clever plan” but she knows that he really just “got bored one night.”

Tertiary Extroverted Sensing [Se]: Clara enjoys living in the moment and running into dangerous situations. She’s excited by action and adventure, she gets a thrill out of escaping perilous circumstances. She wants to experience everything the universe has to offer. Sometimes (particularly following Danny’s death), she can be downright reckless, which is what leads to her own demise. After losing Danny, Clara loops a bit. She’s so distraught and grief-stricken that, when the Doctor shows up, she goes around the TARDIS swiping each and every key, asks him take her to a volcano, and impulsively tosses every one into the lava until the Doctor agrees to help her bring Danny back. It is only after she throws them all in that she realizes what she’s done and regrets her actions. She completely bypassed her auxiliary function. She was devastated over the loss and acted without bothering to think of the consequences. When she’s afraid to go looking for the ghost, she asks him to dare her to do it. Although Clara typically feels more comfortable when there’s a plan in place, she doesn’t mind taking risks and is quite capable of acting in the moment when need be. She typically is more aware of the physical environment than the Doctor is, and will sometimes point things out that he overlooks, such as when she notices that the chimney doesn’t blow smoke. When the Doctor, along with two of his previous incarnations are sitting in a cell they assume they’re locked inside of, she ridicules them because not one of the three thought to just try the door.

Inferior Introverted Thinking [Ti]: It’s nearly impossible for Clara to detach from her emotions. When the Doctor leaves her on her own to make the choice about whether or not to kill the moon, she’s furious with him for leaving that kind of a decision up to her. While Lundvik argues that they need to do it in order to ensure the survival of humanity, Clara just cannot bring herself to kill a baby. Even though Lundvik is unwilling to take the risk of living with whatever the consequences may be if they allow the creature to live because humanity is her number one priority, but Clara refuses to make a call until they debate each and every possibility. What would happen if we were to kill the moon? No more tides, no more satellites… but what else? It’s hard for her to reach the most logical conclusion on her own. Clara isn’t great with computers and needs to contact a hotline just to turn on the Wi-Fi. Although the Doctor’s plan to lure the Blitzer to her school is rational, she reprimands him because it’s unsafe and doesn’t want to risk putting any of the children in harm’s way. Her flaws in logic (such as her certainty that Ashildr would’t let the raven get her), sometimes get her into trouble.

Enneagram: 2w1 1w2 7w6 Sx/So

Note: I strongly considered ESFJ for Clara, because there are definitely some instances that appear as though she’s using Si (not accepting the Twelfth Doctor, asserting that “good guys don’t have zombie creatures” based on what she’s read in stories, her attachment to the leaf, trying to perfect her mother’s soufflé over and over again, her freak out after seeing Earth’s entire life cycle, etc.) but I ultimately decided on ENFJ because of her bold insights and convictions with little to no evidence to support her conclusions and her optimism and fearlessness when it comes to the future, as well as her tendency to get a kick out of dangerous situations and quick thinking in the heat of the moment.


Clara: Look, she says that you told her that she wasn’t special.
The Doctor: Rubbish.
Clara: She says that’s what sent her off the rails.
The Doctor: Pffff.
[The Tardis has found a larger place than the previous supply cupboard, with glass panels in the door.]
Clara: Doctor. I know, I know. But, you say something like that to somebody, it hurts. Especially if you’re somebody of her age, especially if you’re you. Doctor, it can affect her whole life.
The Doctor: Bah.

Clara: Look, Courtney, you’re not going to be needing those because you’re not going to be doing any travelling. Doctor, will you just, just tell her?
The Doctor: Tell her what?
Clara: [through clenched teeth] Tell her that she’s special.
The Doctor: Have you gone bananas?

The Doctor: Why do I keep you around?
Clara: Because the alternative would be developing a conscience of your own.

Clara: Why are you being nice?
The Doctor: Because it works on you.

Clara: Stop. Right, listen. This is a, this is a life. I mean, this must be the biggest life in the universe.
Courtney: [on monitor] It’s not even been born.
Lundvik: It is killing people. It is destroying the Earth.
Clara: You cannot blame a baby for kicking.

Danny: Why do you do it? Why do you fly off in the box with him? The truth. Please, just this once.
Clara: Because it’s amazing. Because I see wonders.

Clara: What were they like?
The Doctor: What were who like?
Clara: The others before me. Did they let you get away with this kind of thing? This school is in danger.
The Doctor: Well, it’s lucky I’m here, then.
Clara: From you.
The Doctor: Me?
Clara: You wouldn’t be here if there wasn’t an alien threat nearby. Your strategy for dealing with it involves endangering this school.
The Doctor: You don’t know that.
Clara: I don’t know anything because you haven’t told me anything, which means I wouldn’t approve, which means you are endangering this school.

Clara: So you’re, you’re leading the thing here? To a school? My, my school?
The Doctor: My school? Oh, that is telling. This is the only suitably empty place in the area. I’ve set up a circle of time mines around the school. Chronodyne generators. Bit unstable. I switch them on, the Blitzer gets sucked into a big old time vortex, billions of years into the future. It’s dead easy. Tiny bit boring. I’ll need a book and a sandwich.
Clara: And me. You’re not doing this alone.

Clara: You knew. You knew this was no relaxing break. You knew this was dangerous.
The Doctor: I didn’t know. I certainly hoped.
Clara: Okay, this. You see, this. This is why I’m leaving you. This. Because you lied. You lied to me, again. And now you’ve made me lie. You’ve made me your accomplice.

Clara: I am asking you for help.
The Doctor: Listen, we went to dinner in Berlin in 1937, right? We didn’t nip out after pudding and kill Hitler. I’ve never killed Hitler. And you wouldn’t expect me to kill Hitler. The future is no more malleable than the past.
Clara: Okay, don’t you do this to make some kind of point.
The Doctor: Sorry. Well, actually, no, I’m not sorry. It’s time to take the stabilisers off your bike. It’s your moon, womankind. It’s your choice.
Clara: And you’re just going to stand there?
The Doctor: Absolutely not.
[The Tardis arrives, and Courtney comes out.]
Clara: Doctor?

Clara: If we let it live, what would happen if the moon wasn’t there?
Lundvik: Listen, we haven’t got time for this.
Clara: We’re discussing it! What would happen if the moon wasn’t there?
Courtney: I have a physics book in my bag. There’s this thing on gravity?
Lundvik: Super. Is there a word search?
Clara: Okay, there would be no tides. But we’d survive that, right? They’ve knocked out the satellites. There’s no internet, no mobiles. I’d be fine with that.
Lundvik: It’s not going to just stop being there, because inside the moon, Miss, is a gigantic creature forcing its way out. And when it does, which is going to be pretty damn soon, there are going to be huge chunks of the moon heading right for us, like whatever killed the dinosaurs, only ten thousand times bigger.
Clara: But the moon isn’t made of rock and stone, is it? It’s made of eggshell.
Lundvik: Oh, God. Okay, okay, fine. If, by some miracle, the shell isn’t too thick, or if it disperses, or if it goes into orbit, whatever, there’s still going to be a massive thing there, isn’t there, that just popped out. And what the hell do you imagine that is?
Courtney: Loads of things lay eggs.
Lundvik: It’s not a chicken.
Courtney: I’m not saying it’s a chicken. I’m not completely stupid.
Lundvik: It’s an exoparasite.
Courtney: A what?
Lundvik: Like a flea. Or a head louse.
Clara: I’m going to have to be a lot more certain than that if I’m going to kill a baby.
Lundvik: Oh, you want to talk about babies?. You’ve probably got babies down there now. You want to have babies?
Clara: Well, yeah.
Courtney: Mister Pink.
Clara: Shush!
Lundvik: Okay. You imagine you’ve got children down there on Earth now, right? Grandchildren maybe. You want that thing to get out? Kill them all? You want today to be the day life on Earth stopped because you couldn’t make an unfair decision? Listen, I don’t want to do this. All my life I’ve dreamed about coming here. But this is how it has to end.
[Lundvik sets the trigger.]

Clara: I don’t know. I don’t know. If you didn’t do it for her, I mean. Do you know what? It was, it was cheap, it was pathetic. No, no, no. It was patronising. That was you patting us on the back, saying, you’re big enough to go to the shops by yourself now. Go on, toddle along.
The Doctor: No, that was me allowing you to make a choice about your own future. That was me respecting you.
Clara: Oh, my God, really? Was it? Yeah, well, respected is not how I feel.
The Doctor: Right. Okay. Er.
Clara: I nearly didn’t press that button. I nearly got it wrong. That was you, my friend, making me scared. Making me feel like a bloody idiot.
The Doctor: Language.
Clara: Oh, don’t you ever tell me to mind my language. Don’t you ever tell me to take the stabilisers off my bike. And don’t you dare lump me in with the rest of all the little humans that you think are so tiny and silly and predictable. You walk our Earth, Doctor, you breathe our air. You make us your friend, and that is your moon too. And you can damn well help us when we need it.
The Doctor: I was helping.
Clara: What, by clearing off?
The Doctor: Yes.
Clara: Yeah, well, clear off! Go on. You can clear off. Get back in your lonely, your lonely bloody Tardis and you don’t come back.
The Doctor: Clara. Clara.
Clara: You go away. Okay? You go a long way away.

The Doctor: You didn’t answer my question.
Clara: What question?
The Doctor: You don’t seem like a nanny.
Clara: I was going to travel. I came to stay for a week before I left, and during that week
The Doctor: She died, so you’re returning the favour. You’ve got a hundred and one places to see, and you haven’t been to any of them, have you? That’s why you keep the book.
Clara: I keep the book because I’m still going.
The Doctor: But you don’t run out on the people you care about. Wish I was more like that. You know, the thing about a time machine, you can run away all you like and still be home in time for tea, so what do you say? Anywhere. All of time and space, right outside those doors.

Clara: So, you and Professor Palmer, have you ever, you know?
Emma: No.
Clara: Why not? You do know how he feels about you, don’t you? You, of all people?
Emma: I don’t know. People like me, sometimes we get our signals mixed up. We think people are feeling the way we want them to feel, you know, when they are special to us, when really there’s nothing there.
Clara: Oh, this is there.
Emma: How do you know?
Clara: Because it’s obvious. It sticks out like a big chin.

Clara: Hello?
[Something bangs and make her jump. Then the girl appears.]
Clara: Hey. Are you okay? Are you lost?
[The girl runs off. They find each other further on.]
Clara: Are you all right? What are you doing?
Merry: Hiding.
Clara: Oh. Why?
Merry: You don’t know me?
Clara: Sorry. Actually not.
Merry: So why did you follow me?
Clara: To help. You looked lost.
Merry: I don’t believe you.
Clara: I’ve got no idea who you might be. I’ve never been here before. I’ve never been anywhere like here before. I just saw a little girl who looked like she needed help.
Merry: Really?
Clara: Really really.
Merry: Can you help me?
Clara: That’s why I’m still here.

Clara: So, what’s happening? Is someone trying to hurt you?
Merry: No. I’m just scared.
Clara: Of what?
Merry: Getting it wrong.
Clara: Okay. Can you pretend like I’m totally a space alien and explain?

Merry: I’m the vessel of our history. I know every chronicle, every poem, every legend, every song.
Clara: Every single one? Blimey. I hated history.
Merry: And now I have to sing a song in front of everyone. A special song. I have to sing it to a god. And I’m really scared.
Clara: Everyone’s scared when they’re little. I used to be terrified of getting lost. Used to have nightmares about it. And then I got lost. Blackpool beach, Bank holiday Monday, about ten billion people. I was about six. My worst nightmare come true.
Merry: What happened?
Clara: The world ended. My heart broke. And then my mum found me. We had fish and chips, and she drove me home and she tucked me up and she told me a story.

Clara: Oh, I was scared lots of times, but never of being lost. So, this special song. What are you scared of, exactly?
Merry: Getting it wrong. Making Grandfather angry.
Clara: And do you think you’ll get it wrong? Because I don’t. I don’t think you’ll get it wrong. I think you, Merry Gejelh, will get it very, very right.

Clara: Is somebody going to do something? Excuse me, is somebody going to help her?

Clara: How can they just stand there and watch?
The Doctor: Because this is sacred ground.
Clara: And she’s a child.
The Doctor: And he’s a god. Well, he is to them, anyway.

Clara: Well, I brought something for you. This. The most important leaf in human history. The most important leaf in human history.

Clara: It’s full of stories, full of history. And full of a future that never got lived. Days that should have been that never were. Passed on to me.
[An energy tendril reaches for the leaf.]
Clara: This leaf isn’t just the past, it’s a whole future that never happened. There are billions and millions of unlived days for every day we live. An infinity. All the days that never came. And these are all my mum’s.

Clara: How did I do? Was I okay?
The Doctor: This wasn’t a test, Clara.
Clara: I know, but
The Doctor: You were great, yeah.
Clara: Really?
The Doctor: Really.

The Doctor: Look into my eyes, Skaldak. Look into my eyes and tell me you’re capable of doing this. Huh? Can you do that? Dare you do that? Look into my eyes, Skaldak. Come on. Face to face.
Skaldak: Well, Doctor.
(The helmet tilts back to reveal the Martian lizard with its lidless eyes.)
Skaldak: Which of us shall blink first?
Clara: Why did you hesitate? Back there, in the dark. You were going to kill this man, remember? I begged you not to, and you listened. Why show compassion then, Skaldak, and not now? The Doctor’s right. Billions will die. Mothers, sons, fathers, daughters. Remember that last battle, Skaldak? Your daughter. You sang the songs.
Skaldak: Of the Red Snows.

The Doctor: I need to know if you feel safe. I need to know you’re not afraid.
Clara: Of?
The Doctor: The future. Running away with a spaceman in a box. Anything could happen to you.
Clara: That’s what I’m counting on. Push the button.

Clara: I’ve got this weird feeling it’s looking at me. It doesn’t like me.

Clara: Please tell me there’s a button you can press to fix this.
The Doctor: Oh, yes. Big friendly button.
Clara: You’re lying.
The Doctor: Yep.
Clara: To stop me freaking out?
The Doctor: Is it working?
Clara: Not so much.

Clara: Doctor, I’ve been thinking. The chimney
The Doctor: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Way past that now. Yucky red parasite from the time of the dinosaurs pitches up in Victorian Yorkshire. Didn’t see that one coming.
Clara: Yeah, but the chimney
The Doctor: But what’s the connection to Mrs Gillyflower? Judgement will rain down on us all. An empty mill.
Clara: A chimney that doesn’t blow smoke.
The Doctor: Clever clogs.
Clara: Missed me?
The Doctor: Yeah, lots.

Clara: Prove you’re you. Tell me something only the Doctor knows.
The Doctor: Clara, I suppose I’m the only one who knows how I feel about you right now. How funny you are. So funny. And pretty. And the truth is, I’m starting to like you in a way that is more than just
[She hits him.]
The Doctor: Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Yes! It’s me. That really hurt. How did you know that was him?
Clara: Because even if that was true, which it is obviously not, I know you well enough to know that you would rather die than say it. Finish your stupid game.

Clara: Hang on. Three of you in one cell, and none of you thought to try the door?

Clara: I’m Clara. We haven’t really met yet.
War Doctor: I look forward to it. Is there a problem?
Clara: The Doctor, my, my Doctor, he’s always talking about the day he did it. The day he wiped out the Time Lords to stop the war.
War Doctor: One would.
Clara: You wouldn’t. Because you haven’t done it yet. It’s still in your future.
War Doctor: You’re very sure of yourself.
Clara: He regrets it. I see it in his eyes every day. He’d do anything to change it.
War Doctor: Including saving all these people. How many worlds has his regret saved, do you think? Look over there. Humans and Zygons working together in peace. How did you know?
Clara: Your eyes. You’re so much younger.

Clara: These are the people you’re going to burn?
10th The Doctor: There isn’t anything we can do.
The Doctor: He’s right. There isn’t another way. There never was. Either I destroy my own people or let the universe burn.
Clara: Look at you. The three of you. The warrior, the hero, and you.
The Doctor: And what am I?
Clara: Have you really forgotten?
The Doctor: Yes. Maybe, yes.
Clara: We’ve got enough warriors. Any old idiot can be a hero.
The Doctor: Then what do I do?
Clara: What you’ve always done. Be a doctor. You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was the promise?
10th The Doctor: Never cruel or cowardly.
War Doctor: Never give up, never give in.
10th The Doctor: You’re not actually suggesting that we change our own personal history?
The Doctor: We change history all the time. I’m suggesting far worse.
War Doctor: What, exactly?
The Doctor: Gentlemen, I have had four hundred years to think about this. I’ve changed my mind.

Clara: Need a moment alone with your painting?
The Doctor: How did you know?
Clara: Those big sad eyes.
The Doctor: Ah.
Clara: I always know. Oh, by the way, there was an old man looking for you. I think it was the curator.

Bonnie: [on screen] Oh, there’s no point turning over. There’s nothing better on the other side. I could erase your mind.
Clara: Then why haven’t you?
[Bonnie closes her eyes.]
Clara: Having trouble?
[Clara closes her eyes.]
Clara: Let’s see what I can do.
[Bonnie turns into a Zygon, falls down, then stands back up in human form again.]
Clara: See, this thing works two ways, you know.
Bonnie: I want those memories!
[Clara sits on the sofa to read her newspaper.]
Clara: Trouble is, you’re asking me for them, which means you can’t access them, right?
Bonnie: I can make you tell me.
Clara: No, you can’t, otherwise you would have done already.
Bonnie: I can kill you.
Clara: Go on, then.
Bonnie: You think you’re calling my bluff.
Clara: I am calling your bluff. You need me alive.
Bonnie: Only as a source of information.
Clara: Then you’d better start asking questions.
Bonnie: You’d better not lie.
Clara: You see, that’s the problem. I am a brilliant liar. How are you ever going to know?

Clara: What about your life? Just for once, after all this time, have you not earned the right to think about that? Sorry. Wrong thing to say. We shouldn’t be having an argument.

[Clara runs through the door, followed by the Doctor, who closes it on the bright yellow light outside.]
Clara: I told you it’d work!
The Doctor: It very nearly ate you for dinner.
Clara: Oh, admit it. I totally saved your life.
The Doctor: It wasn’t going to eat me.
Clara: [laughs] I totally saved you from having to marry that giant sentient plant thing. That bit when I jumped over the side? That was amazing.
[The Doctor snorts and grins.]
Clara: Ha! I knew you were impressed.

Clara: There is no way you did this.
Ashildr: So, what then? You think someone called him here? Set him up?
Clara: Yes!
OLD MAN: Mayor!
Clara: Obviously. Which means one of your pet aliens out there is the real killer.

Clara: Rump? It’s er Rump, isn’t it? That man’s wife. She said something. Give it to me, tell me I can have it. What did she mean?
Rump: Two ways to survive a Quantum Shade. The Shade’s master removes the chronolock, or you can give it to someone else.
Clara: Give it? You can just
Rump: No, you can’t just push it on someone. It’s not that simple. It has to be taken willingly. The death’s already locked in. You can pass it on, but you can’t cheat it.
[Rump leaves. Clara turns and sees the Janus boy. She waves, and he leaves.]
Rigsy: You’re serious? You actually expect me to give you my death sentence?
Clara: Ssh! Go on. I’ve always wanted a tattoo. You know, something small, discreet.
Rigsy: Clara. Cut it out.
Clara: Weren’t you listening? I’m under the Mayor’s personal protection. And it’s absolute, apparently. Look, she controls the Raven, so I will never have to face it. This is clever.
Rigsy: But this is putting you in danger.
Clara: No, this is us talking the opposition into their own trap. This is Doctor 101. We’re buying time. We get all of the aliens on our side in the next half an hour, and then we reveal I’ve got the chronolock, not you, and boom! We buy ourselves more time to find the real killer.
Rigsy: The Doctor would never let you do this.
Clara: Doctor 102. Never tell anyone your actual plan. He’ll have a tantrum when he finds out. And then, when we confront Ashildr, she’ll want to take the chronolock off just to shut him up. What happens if you don’t go home tonight to Jen and Lucy, eh? If you never go home? You really want your little girl growing up without a father just because he wouldn’t take a risk? You trusted us to save you, so trust us. Come on.
Rigsy: Okay. All right. Right, how do we do this, then?

Rigsy: Look, Clara, even if one of them knows something, they’re not going to come forward. The way they look at me.
Clara: The way they look at you?
Rigsy: What?
[Outside Anah’s home. Clara knocks at the door of the Janus boy. He opens it then starts to closes it again.]
Clara: Hey, wait. Everyone here is weird around us because of Rigsy. But not you. You look at me and the Doctor like you’re confused. Like you’re curious.
ANAHSON: I don’t know what you mean.
Clara: You do. You know Rigsy is innocent because you can look into his past and you can see it, can’t you?
[Anah’s home]
Clara: She dressed you as a boy to protect you, but really you’re a girl. You have the gift.

Rigsy: I don’t have it, I’m telling you. Clara does.
[Clara shows Ashildr the back of her neck.]
Ashildr: No. No, you didn’t.
Clara: Go on, then. Take it off.
The Doctor: Clara, you didn’t!
[The Doctor turns Clara around and stares at the numbers in horror.]
Ashildr: I had no idea she’d do something so stupid. I swear, I never meant for anyone to get hurt. Look, what were you thinking? Sacrificing yourself?
Clara: I wasn’t sacrificing anything. It was strategy. Backup plan, to buy us more time.
The Doctor: Who told you to give it to her?
Clara: Nobody did. I did. Rump said
The Doctor: What exactly did Rump say?
Clara: He said the death is locked in. You can pass it on, but you
[Clara realises her folly.]

The Doctor: Yes, it is, you can, and you will, or this street will be over. I’ll show you and all your funny little friends to the whole laughing world. I’ll bring UNIT, I’ll bring the Zygons. Give me a minute, I’ll bring the Daleks and the Cybermen. You will save Clara, and you will do it now, or I will rain hell on you for the rest of time.
Clara: Doctor, stop talking like that.
Ashildr: You can’t.
The Doctor: I can do whatever the hell I like. You’ve read the stories. You know who I am. And in all of that time, did you ever hear anything about anyone who stopped me?
Ashildr: I know the Doctor. The Doctor would never
The Doctor: The Doctor is no longer here! You are stuck with me. And I will end you, and everything you love.
Clara: Doctor, for God’s sake, will you stop?
The Doctor: Now!
Clara: I did this, do you hear me? I did this. This is my fault.
The Doctor: I don’t care.
Clara: Liar. You always care. Always have. Your reign of terror will end with the sight of the first crying child and you know it.
The Doctor: No, I don’t.
Clara: I do. Listen, if this is the last I ever see of you, please, not like this.
Clara: (to Ashildr) Is there anything you can do?
Ashildr: I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry, I-
Clara: Time’s short. Yes or no?
Ashildr: No.
[The Doctor breathes heavily. Rigsy is trying not to cry.]
Clara: Well, if Danny Pink can do it, so can I.
The Doctor: Do what?
Clara: Die right. Die like I mean it. Face the Raven.
The Doctor: No. This, this isn’t happening. This can’t be happening.
Clara: Maybe this is what I wanted. Maybe this is it. Maybe this is why I kept running. Maybe this is why I kept taking all those stupid risks. Kept pushing it.
The Doctor: This is my fault.
Clara: This is my choice.
The Doctor: I let you get reckless.
Clara: Why? Why shouldn’t I be so reckless? You’re reckless all the bloody time. Why can’t I be like you?
The Doctor: Clara, there’s nothing special about me. I am nothing, but I’m less breakable than you. I should have taken care of you.
Clara: I never asked you to.
The Doctor: You shouldn’t have to ask.
[The Raven caws as it flies along the winding street, and the people scatter, terrified.]
Rigsy: Clara, if I’d known, I’d-
Clara: Don’t. Shut up.
Rigsy: But I-
Clara: Really, Rigsy, shut up. If you feel guilty about this, even for one minute, I-
[They hear the Raven.]
Clara: You. Now, you listen to me. You’re going to be alone now, and you’re very bad at that. You’re going to be furious and you’re going to be sad, but listen to me. Don’t let this change you. No, listen. Whatever happens next, wherever she is sending you, I know what you’re capable of. You don’t be a Warrior. Promise me. Be a Doctor.
The Doctor: What’s the point of being a Doctor if I can’t cure you?
Clara: Heal yourself. You have to. You can’t let this turn you into a monster. So, I’m not asking you for a promise, I’m giving you an order. You will not insult my memory. There will be no revenge. I will die, and no one else, here or anywhere, will suffer.
The Doctor: What about me?
Clara: If there was something I could do about that, I would. I guess we’re both just going to have to be brave.
The Doctor: Clara.
[They hug.]
Clara: Everything you are about to say, I already know. Don’t do it now. We’ve already had enough bad timing.

Clara: This is as brave as I know how to be. I know it’s going to hurt you, but, please, be a little proud of me.

Bill Potts (Doctor Who): ENTP

Dominant Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: All of Bill’s ideas come from things she’s already seen or heard. She suggests that Heather might be possessed, because she saw something on Netflix about lizards in people’s brains. The unknown is exciting for her and she’s stimulated by all of the possibilities. Bill has a miraculously adventurous mind and is thrilled by traveling with the Doctor. She’s intuitive and enjoys theorizing about things. She comes to the conclusion that the Doctor enjoys having the TARDIS disguised as a police telephone box. “Advice and Assistance Obtainable Immediately. You like that.” He is the helpline. Though she barely knows him, she deduces that he doesn’t just “pass by” because he couldn’t even pass her and let her carry on her mundane chip-serving existence. Bill is keenly aware that everything she does in the present has an impact on her future. Bill is constantly rambling on about things. When the Doctor asks her a question, she answers by telling a completely unrelated story that she expects will have a point eventually, but it doesn’t. She’s talkative, energetic, and enjoys speculation. When she tries to decide what’s going on, she displays a tendency to come up with imaginative, fantastical explanations. Does the Doctor have “magical alien powers”? She wants her life to have excitement and is crushed when she realizes the Doctor wants to take away the memory of the most exhilarating experience of her life.

Auxiliary Introverted Thinking [Ti]: Bill is deeply inquisitive and asks questions constantly. She genuinely wants to understand how things work. She calls out logical inconsistencies like it’s her job. If you’re from a different planet, why is the TARDIS named in English? Did it come in a kit? Because it’s too big to get into this room like that. Hey, you said you had to bring it in with a crane, so how did you get a rug underneath it? If it’s supposed to be hidden, why is “pull to enter” written on it? Woah, we’re on another planet? What’s the sky made of? Why don’t you just call the police? Is there a space version of Scotland? If you don’t want anyone getting curious, why would you park the TARDIS in the middle of a university? That doesn’t seem sensible! Why do you have two hearts? Does having two hearts mean you have high blood pressure? What do you mean nothing gets through those doors? They’re made of wood and they have windows! Does nobody notice the TARDIS? Does traveling through time have any side effects? How is that a screwdriver? And how is it sonic? Where should I sit? Where’s the steering wheel? And why are the seats so far away from the console? That’s impractical! Bill naturally sees ways of improving things and brings them to the Doctor’s attention. The Doctor’s initial interest in Bill stems from the fact that she smiles when she doesn’t understand something, while ordinary people typically frown.

Tertiary Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: When asked whether she wants to go to the past or the future, she wants to see the future because she wants to know if it’s a happy place. When the Doctor tries to wipe Bill’s memory, she tries to make an emotional appeal to him, hoping that he will empathize with her. How would you feel if somebody just took the most exciting event of your entire life from you? She has a difficult time digesting the Doctor’s nonchalant demeanor in the face of death. She doesn’t understand how he can just “move on” from it, and tends to process her feelings by asking questions. You’ve seen people die before, but do you still care? How many have you seen die? If you care so much, how many? How quickly do you move on? Have you ever killed? She tells him that she’s wondered about this because of a look she notices in his eye. The Doctor tells Bill to leave the talking to him because she has a temper. Bill is open about her feelings and has no qualms talking to the Doctor about her love life or speaking up when she has moral concerns. After Bill asks the Doctor if he has magical alien powers, she wonders if asking that question was impolite. When the Doctor tells her that the man in the suit is dead, she wants to turn it off because he’s “just standing there” like that. “It’s sick. It’s disrespectful.” When she meets someone with blue skin and yellow eyes, she’s fearful at first, but then insists that she’s not racist, and tries to relate by saying that she’s usually on the receiving end of prejudice.

Inferior Introverted Sensing [Si]: Although Bill was just a baby when her mother passed away, she has constructed an entire relationship with her. She talks to her and even makes things up that she might say. Bill uses her vast knowledge of science fiction in order to make assumptions about what’s happening in the present. She knows that the Doctor is going to wipe her mind because she’s seen it in movies and knows what it looks like. Bill frequently makes comparisons between what she’s currently experiencing and things she’s already experienced. This is just like the Student Union in the morning before everyone else arrives. Oh, and that plant is the same one that grows outside the Union! She’s excited that she can smell home from twenty light years away. She’s excited when she gets to board a “proper” spaceship, because the TARDIS isn’t the kind of spaceship she’s accustomed to seeing on film. She marvels about how the Doctor can just blow something up. If you do that, you’re supposed to get in trouble! That’s how it works. Bill notes that Regency England is a “bit more black than they show in the movies.” She wants to know what the “rules” of time travel are because she has a prior understanding of the butterfly effect and is worried about messing up the future. Although she gets a thrill out of traveling with the Doctor, she wants to maintain her normal life and keep him separate from it.

Enneagram: 7w6 9w1 2w3 Sx/So


The Doctor: I’ve seen you.
Bill: Love your lectures. They’re totally awesome.
The Doctor: Why’d you come to my lectures when you’re not a student?
Bill: Okay, so my first day here, in the canteen, I was on chips. There was this girl. Student. Beautiful. Like a model, only with talking and thinking. She looked at you and you perved. Every time, automatic, like physics. Eye contact, perversion. So I gave her extra chips. Every time, extra chips. Like a reward for all the perversion. Every day, got myself on chips, rewarded her. Then finally, finally, she looked at me, like she’d noticed, actually noticed, all the extra chips. Do you know what I realised? She was fat. I’d fatted her. But that’s life, innit? Beauty or chips. I like chips.
So did she. So that’s okay.
The Doctor: And how does that in any way explain why you keep coming to my lectures?
Bill: Yeah, it doesn’t really, does it? I was hoping something would develop. What’s that? A police telephone box?
The Doctor: Yeah.
Bill: Did you build it from a kit?
The Doctor: No, it came like that.
Bill: Then how did you get it in here? The door’s too small and so are the windows.
The Doctor: I had the window and a part of the wall taken out and it was lifted in.
Bill: What, with a crane?
The Doctor: Yeah, with a crane. It’s heavier than it looks. Why do you keep coming to my lectures?
Bill: Because I like them. Everybody likes them. They’re amazing. Why me?
The Doctor: Why you what?
Bill: Well, plenty of people come to your lectures that aren’t supposed to. Why pick on me?
The Doctor: Well, I noticed you.
Bill: Yeah, but why?
The Doctor: Well, most people when don’t understand something, they frown. You smile.
Bill: I’ll tell you what I don’t understand. You’ve been lecturing here for a long time. Like, fifty years, some people say. Nabeela in the office says over seventy.
The Doctor: Yeah, and you’re thinking, ‘Well, he doesn’t look old enough’.
Bill: No. I’m wondering what you’re supposed to be lecturing on. It’s like the university let you do whatever you like. One time, you were going to give a lecture on quantum physics. You talked about poetry.
The Doctor: Poetry, physics, same thing.
Bill: How is it the same?

Bill: Going anywhere for Christmas?
The Doctor: I never go anywhere.
Bill: That’s not true. You go places, I can tell. My mum always said, ‘With some people you can smell the wind in their clothes.’
The Doctor: Oh. She sounds nice.
Bill: She died when I was a baby.
The Doctor: Oh.
Bill: Yeah.
The Doctor: If she died when you were a baby, when did she say that?
Bill: In my head. I’m supposed to look like her, but I don’t really know. There’s hardly any photographs. She hated having her picture taken. But if someone’s gone, do pictures really help?

Bill: Happy new term!
The Doctor: With you in a moment.
[Bill sees that the Tardis is partly sitting on her gift rug.]
Bill: You said you needed a crane to lift your box.
The Doctor: Sorry, what did you say?

Bill: Maybe it’s got to do with that thing in her eye.
The Doctor: How?
Bill: Maybe she’s like, affected by something.
The Doctor: By what?
Bill: I don’t know. Look, I know you know lots of stuff about, well, basically everything, but do you know any sci-fi?
The Doctor: Go on.
Bill: Well, what if she’s possessed. Something like that.
The Doctor: Possessed by what?
Bill: I don’t know. I saw this thing on Netflix. Lizards in people’s brains.
The Doctor: Right. So, you meet a girl with a discoloured iris and your first thought is she might have a lizard in her brain? I can see I’m going to have to up my game. Oh.
Bill: What?
The Doctor: Oh!
Bill: What is it, what?
The Doctor: Oh, I get it. I see it. It was easy for your friend because of her eye.
Bill: What, because it gives her special powers?

Bill: How do we stop it getting in? We’re trapped in here!
The Doctor: Nothing gets through these doors.
Bill: But they’re made of wood. They’ve got windows!Look, this is all mad, I know, but that’s the girl I told you about. Heather. Only I don’t think it’s really her. I know this is hard to believe. I know you’re not exactly a sci-fi person- [turns around]
The Doctor: Time And Relative Dimension In Space. TARDIS for short. You’re safe in here. You’re safe in here and you always will be. Any questions?
Bill: Is this a knock-through?
The Doctor: Well, in a way, yes.
Bill: Look at this place. It’s like a
The Doctor: Spaceship.
Bill: Kitchen.
The Doctor: A what?
Bill: A really posh kitchen, all metal. What happened with the doors, though? Did you run out of money?
The Doctor: What you are standing in is a technological marvel. It is science beyond magic. This is the gateway to everything that ever was, or ever can be.
Bill: Can I use the toilet?
The Doctor: Pardon?
Bill: I’ve had a fright. I need the toilet.

Bill: So your box can move? It can go anywhere it likes?
Nardole: Mmm. Good, innit?
Bill: Anywhere at all, in the whole university?
The Doctor: Is it my imagination, or is this taking longer than normal?
Bill: Hang on. The room’s still inside the box. This isn’t a knock-through.
The Doctor: No.
Bill: Doctor! It’s bigger on the inside than it is on the outside!
Nardole: Way-hey! We got there!
Bill: How is that possible? How do you do that?

The Doctor: Can we shut up, please? Busy, busy. I need to know if there’s any interest in what’s inside this vault.
Bill: Why, what’s inside it?
The Doctor: Something I don’t want anyone being too curious about.
Bill: So you put it in the middle of a university?
Nardole: Ooo, valid point. Yeah, nice.
The Doctor: Either the creature came here specifically for what’s in here, or it’s just a coincidence.
Bill: It’s just a coincidence.
The Doctor: Well, we can’t know that for sure.
Bill: Yeah, we can. It was here for ages before it did anything. If it had work to do, why would it lie around in a puddle?

Bill: TARDIS. If you’re from another planet, why would you name your box in English? Those initials wouldn’t work in any other language!
The Doctor: People don’t generally bring that up.
Bill: It looks like a phone box.
The Doctor: Yes. Er, well, that’s the cloaking device. It sort of hides itself.
Bill: It’s hidden itself as a box with ‘pull to enter’ on the front?
The Doctor: Uh-huh. It’s stuck. It’s supposed to blend in, but it’s, it’s broken.

Bill: So this is somewhere else? This is a different planet? Not Earth, a different one?
The Doctor: That’s the general idea.
Bill: That’s different sky? Is it made of something different? What is sky made of?
The Doctor: Lemon drops.
Bill: Really?
The Doctor: No, but wouldn’t that be nice?

Bill: What’s up?
The Doctor: I just want to fix something.
[He reaches for her head.]
Bill: Whoa! What are you doing?
The Doctor: Don’t worry. This won’t hurt at all.
Bill: No, but tell me.
The Doctor: Nothing.
Bill: Yeah, because I think you’re going to wipe my memory. I’m not stupid, you know. That’s the trouble with you. You don’t think anyone’s ever seen a movie. I know what a mind-wipe looks like!
The Doctor: I have no choice. I’m here for a reason. I am in disguise. I have promises to keep. No one can know about me.
Bill: This is the most exciting thing that’s ever happened to me in my life. The only exciting thing!
The Doctor: I’m sorry.
Bill: Okay, let me remember just for a week. Just a week. Okay, well, just for tonight. Just one night. Come on, let me have some good dreams for once. Okay. Do what you’ve got to do. But imagine, just imagine how it would feel if someone did this to you. [Bill braces herself with her eyes closed, then he taps her on the chin.]
The Doctor: Get out.
Bill: What?
The Doctor: You can keep your memories. Now get out before I change my mind! Don’t speak, don’t start, just run! Now. Go!

Bill: What do we do? Do I have to sit somewhere? Are there seat belts?
The Doctor: Well, you’ve done this before. This isn’t your first trip.
Bill: Yeah, but it’s proper this time. [finds a chair] Oh, that’s a mistake.
The Doctor: What is?
Bill: You can’t reach the controls from the seats. What’s the point in that? Or do you have stretchy arms, like Mister Fantastic?
The Doctor: Oh, I stand, like this.
Bill: You never thought of bringing the seats a bit closer?
The Doctor: No, not so far, no.
Bill: Where’s the steering wheel?
The Doctor: Well, you don’t steer the Tardis, you negotiate with it. The still point between where you want to go and where you need to be, that’s where she takes you.
Bill: How much did it cost?
The Doctor: Ah. No idea. Stole it.

The Doctor: Between here and my office, before the kettle boils, is everything that ever happened or ever will. Make your choice.
Bill: What choice?
The Doctor: Past or future.
Bill: Future.
The Doctor: Why?
Bill: Why do you think? I want to see if it’s happy.

Bill: These are robots? These are disappointing robots.
The Doctor: That’s a very offensive remark. Don’t make personal remarks like that.
Bill: Er, you can’t offend a machine.
The Doctor: Typical wet brain chauvinism.

Bill: Sorry? Two hearts?
The Doctor: You send a rocketload of intelligent robots up ahead of you. They build you a place to live, so that, when you arrive, it’s all waiting. This is brilliant!
Bill: You, you, you’ve got two hearts?
The Doctor: Robots, they don’t breathe. They can fix the atmosphere for you, send data back, so you know whether to bring your waterproofs or not. Work in huge robot flocks. You just send them up ahead and you leave them to it.
Bill: Yeah. Hearts, though. Why two?
The Doctor: Well, why one?
Bill: Does that mean you’ve got really high blood pressure?

Bill: Oh, this plant! There’s one of these growing outside the Student Union. It smells amazing.
The Doctor: Rosemary.
Bill: I’m smelling home twenty light years from home. Thanks for bringing me. This is a great day out. I mean, come on, admit it. You love it.

Bill: Why are you Scottish?
The Doctor: I’m not Scottish, I’m just cross.
Bill: Is there a Scotland in space?
The Doctor: They’re all over the place, demanding independence from every planet that they land on. Why are you here?
Bill: Because I figured out why you keep your box as a phone box.
The Doctor: I told you, it’s stuck.
Bill: Advice and Assistance Obtainable Immediately. You like that.
The Doctor: No, I don’t.
Bill: See, this is the point. You don’t call the helpline because you are the helpline.
The Doctor: Don’t sentimentalise me. I don’t just fly around helping people out.
Bill: What are you doing right now?
The Doctor: I happened to be passing by, so I’m mucking in.
Bill: You’ve never passed by in your life. You couldn’t even leave me serving chips, so I’m not going to leave you.

Bill: Wait, you want to go out there?
The Doctor: You don’t?
Bill: It’s 1814. [Bill points to her face.]
Bill: Melanin.
The Doctor: Yes?
Bill: Slavery is still totally a thing.
The Doctor: Yes, so it is.
Bill: It might be, like, dangerous out there.

Bill: Doesn’t anyone notice the Tardis?
The Doctor: Your species hardly notices anything.
Bill: So, what are the rules?
The Doctor: Rules?
Bill: Yeah. Travelling to the past, There’s got to be rules. If I step on a butterfly, it could send ripples through time that mean I’m not even born in the first place and I could just disappear.
The Doctor: Definitely. I mean, that’s what happened to Pete.
Bill: Pete?
The Doctor: Your friend, Pete. He was standing there a moment ago, but he stepped on a butterfly and now you don’t even remember him.
Bill: Shut up! I’m being serious!
The Doctor: Yeah, so was Pete.
Bill: You know what I mean. Every choice I make in this moment, here and now, could change the whole future.
The Doctor: Exactly like every other day of your life. The only thing to do is to stop worrying about it.
Bill: Hmm. Okay. If you say so.
The Doctor: Pete’s stopped worrying.

Bill: Regency England. Bit more black than they show in the movies.
The Doctor: So was Jesus. History’s a whitewash.

Bill: Are there side-effects to time travel? Like, physical symptoms?

Bill: Does it matter? The boy’s the one with your magic wand.
The Doctor: Sonic screwdriver.
Bill: How is that a screwdriver?
The Doctor: In a very broad sense.
Bill: All right, how’s it sonic?
The Doctor: It makes a noise.

The Doctor: What’s wrong?
Bill: What’s wrong? Seriously, what’s wrong? I’ve never seen anyone die before.
The Doctor: A few hours ago, we were standing in a garden full of dead people.
Bill: That was different.
The Doctor: How?
Bill: They were dead already.
The Doctor: Morally and practically, that is not a useful distinction. Unlearn it.
Bill: Don’t tell me what to think.
The Doctor: I’m your teacher. Telling you things is what I do.
Bill: Yeah? Tell me this. You’ve seen people die before, yeah?
The Doctor: Of course.
Bill: You still care?
The Doctor: Of course I care.
Bill: How many?
The Doctor: How many what?
Bill: If you care so much, tell me how many people you’ve seen die?
The Doctor: I don’t know.
Bill: Okay. How many before you lost count?
The Doctor: I care, Bill, but I move on.
Bill: Yeah? How quickly?
The Doctor: It’s not me you’re angry with.
Bill: Have you ever killed anyone? There’s a look in your eyes sometimes that makes me wonder. Have you?
The Doctor: There are situations when the options available are limited.
Bill: Not what I asked.
The Doctor: Sometimes the choices are very-
Bill: That’s not what I asked!
The Doctor: Yes.
Bill: How many?
[No reply]
Bill: Don’t tell me. You’ve moved on.

The Doctor: Bill, I need you to leave the talking to me.
Bill: Why?
The Doctor: Because you have a temper.
Bill: Oh okay, well, I lost it a tiny bit.

Bill: You should hire this out, like a removal service.
The Doctor: Removals? Bill, I’m a Time Lord.
Bill: Time Lord? What’s that, your job?
The Doctor: No. It’s, er, my people, my species.
Bill: Doesn’t sound like a species. Sounds posh, like, yes, my lord. Doff my cap.
The Doctor: Oh, well, that’s why I gave it up. Ran away.
Bill: Time Lords. That’s hilarious. Do you wear robes and big hats?

Bill: That tower. It was at the back of the building. Logically, the door should be at the end of this corridor. Look for a way in!
[They run to the bookcase at the end of the corridor and pull at the books.]
Bill: Indiana Jones, come on!
[Bill finds the book that opens the secret door and reveals a flight of stairs.]

Bill: Why not? What have you got up your sleeve? Oh, my God! Have you been holding out on me? Do you have, like, magical, alien powers?
[He huffs on the diving helmet and polishes the faceplate.]
Bill: What, was that an impolite question?

Bill: Why aren’t we floating?
The Doctor: Artificial gravity.
[Bill does a couple of test jumps.]
Bill: Doesn’t feel like space.
[She looks out of a porthole, and grins.]
Bill: Aw! Now it feels like space!

Bill: Yeah, can you turn it off?
Nardole: Turn what off?
Bill: The suit. Just, please, just, just turn it off.
The Doctor: Why?
Bill: He’s just standing there. It’s sick. It’s disrespectful.
Bill: Well, look, can we just, like, lie him down or something? I mean, this isn’t right.

[The person who let them in takes Bill’s arms. His blue skin and yellow eyes startle her.]
Bill: Wha! Sorry, I wasn’t expecting. Hello.
Dahh-ren: Great. We rescued a racist.
Bill: What? Excuse me?
Tasker: And you are?
The Doctor: We got your distress call.
Bill: Sorry. It’s just I haven’t seen many, well, any of your people.
Dahh-ren: It shows.

Bill: Look, for the record, I’m not prejudiced. I’m usually on the receiving end.
Dahh-ren: Oh? Why?
Bill: What, you really don’t know?

Bill: What happens if I throw up in my helmet?
Nardole: Colour and smells.
Bill: Don’t throw up in helmet then. Check.

Rory Williams (Doctor Who): ISFJ

Dominant Introverted Sensing [Si]: At his heart, Rory is a traditionalist. Though he goes off with the Doctor, he longs to settle down and live a modest life with Amy. He wants to live in a quiet village and have children and spend the rest of his days with the love of his life beside him. When they have to decide which reality is real in order to save their lives, Rory wants the world where he’s a doctor living in a small town with his pregnant wife to be the real one. He trusts his past experiences to make judgments about what is going on in the present. Rory has faith that he’ll come back to life if he dies because it’s happened several times already. Rory trusts the Doctor implicitly because he’s always gotten them out of every dangerous situation they’ve been in. He has total faith in him, even when things seem hopeless. He trusts the memories of prior events to guide him in future ones. If something’s running in your direction, it’s never a good thing. When the Doctor returns for Rory and Amy, he is surprised to learn that, following their encounter with Patient Zero, Rory has done a great deal of research about all of the latest scientific theories (“FTL travel, parallel universes…”) and has gained a better understanding of what they’re dealing with. He uses the information he has acquired and, instead of being fascinated by the TARDIS, flatly states that it’s another dimension. Whereas Amy just kind of goes with things, Rory always wants to know the specifics of what’s happening. Because Rory is detail-oriented, he can pick up on things that the Doctor, who is a big-picture thinker, overlooks.

Auxiliary Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Rory devotes his professional life to caring for others. He has a warm, gentle disposition and genuinely cares about people. Rory typically doesn’t have trouble expressing his feelings and he can be quite sensitive to what other people think. He’s upset when the Dream Lord refers to him as the gooseberry, and becomes defensive about it. When he tries to have emotional conversations with Amy, she typically doesn’t want to talk and he usually needs to. He needs for Amy to reassure him about her feelings for him. After discovering that Amy had been traveling with the Doctor, the first concern that pops into Rory’s head is whether she missed him while she was gone. Rory’s humanity is one of his defining traits and he not only cares about the safety of those he encounters, but their happiness as well. Rory spends time going out and buying medical supplies to keep on hand so that he can help people whenever and wherever they need it.

Tertiary Introverted Thinking [Ti]: While Amy usually tends to just go along with whatever the Doctor says, Rory is more likely to poke holes in the Doctor’s logic and point things out that seem inconsistent, though he typically does so in a light-hearted way. He’s curious about everything that they experience, which leads him to ask a bunch of questions and do research of his own (Si-Ti). He’s good at translating the Doctor’s highly scientific explanations for things into simpler terms. When River tells Amy and Rory that they can’t tell the Doctor about his death because interacting with his past self could rip a hole in the universe, Amy argues saying that he’s done it before, but Rory reminds her that doing so did cause the universe to blow up. When the Doctor tells them that they are outside the universe, Rory doesn’t understand how they can be outside the universe when the universe is everything. His sense of logic comes from what he’s experienced, and he builds his own sense of rationality based on what he has seen before. When he is introduced to new information, he commits it to memory and utilizes his acquired knowledge in future situations that call for it.

Inferior Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: Rory stimulates his inferior function by traveling with the Doctor and Amy. He gets a thrill out of going new places and doing new things, but he’s always happy to return to his routine life. Rory is good at imagining worst-case scenarios and doesn’t usually take big risks. He is more practical than imaginative and, thanks to his practicality, Rory tends to keep the Doctor and Amy grounded. The more time he spends traveling the universe with the Doctor, the more open he is to new concepts, new ideas, and possibilities. His imagination expands and expands until there’s basically nothing that’s too “out there” for him to digest.

Enneagram: 6w7 9w1 2w1 Sx/So


Rory: I want the other life. I mean we were happy and settled and… about have a baby.
Amy: But don’t you wonder, if that life is real, then why did we give up all this? Why would anyone.
Rory: Because we’re going to freeze to death.

Rory: Where is everyone?
The Doctor: All right, Rory, switch the time glass on and sonic it. I’m sending a command signal to the screwdriver. Amy’s here somewhere, if I can just get a lock on her. I wonder what happens if we mix the filters. And there they are. Forty thousand time streams overlapping. Red waterfall isn’t one time stream. It’s thousands.
Rory: Are they happy?
The Doctor: Oh Rory. Trust you to think of that. I think they’re happy to be alive. Better than the alternative.

Rory: You know, Howie had been in speech therapy. He’d just got over this massive stammer. Quite an achievement. I mean, can you imagine? I’d forgotten not all victories are about saving the universe.

The Doctor: [to Rory] Loyal soldier, waiting to be noticed. Always the pattern. Why is that?

Brian: What’s the escape plan?
The Doctor: Why do we want to escape?
Brian: They have us hostage.
Rory: They’re taking us somewhere. We might learn from it.
The Doctor: Ah… you see, so clever! I’ve missed you, Rory.

Rory: And what have you been doing?
Amy: Well… running. And fighting. I’ve been scared. More scared than I thought—
Rory: Did you miss me?
Amy: I… I knew I’d be coming back.
Rory: He was right. It blots out everything else.
Amy: Rory, it’s our date. Let’s not do this.

The Doctor: [after entering the TARDIS] It’s a lot to take in, isn’t it? Tiny box, huge room inside; what’s that about? Let me explain…
Rory: It’s another dimension.
The Doctor: It’s basically another dimen — what?
Rory: After what happened with Prisoner Zero, I’ve been reading up on all the latest scientific theories. FTL travel, parallel universes.
The Doctor: I like the bit when someone says “It’s bigger on the inside!” I always look forward to that.

Rory: We have two lives. Real life and Doctor life. Doesn’t feel like real life gets much of a look-in.
Amy: What do we do?
Rory: Choose?

Rory: You can’t just leave, Doctor.
The Doctor: Yes, of course I can. Quick jaunt, restore sanity. Oo! Hey. Come if you like.
Brian: They can’t just go off like that.
The Doctor: Can’t they? Can’t you? That’s how it goes, isn’t it?
Rory: I’ve got my job.
The Doctor: Oh yes, Rory. The universe is awaiting but you have a little job to do.
Rory: Ah. It’s not little, it’s important to me. What you do isn’t all there is.
The Doctor: I never said it was. Alright. Fine. I’ll be back, soon. Monitor the cubes. Call me. I’ll have the TARDIS set to every Earth news feed.

Rory: Uh, listen mate; If anybody’s the gooseberry, it’s the Doctor!
The Dream Lord: Well, now there’s a delusion I’m not responsible for.

[after Rory apparently rescues Melody and brings her to Amy]
Rory: [starting to tear up] Oh god, I was going to be cool. I wanted to be cool, and now look at me.
Amy: [smiles tearfully] A crying Roman with a baby – Definitely cool.

The Doctor: You okay?
Rory: No. I watched her die. I shouldn’t let it get to me, but it still does. I’m a nurse.
The Doctor: Letting it get to you. You know what that’s called? Being alive. Best thing there is. Being alive right now is all that counts.

The Doctor: Behold! A cockerel. Love a cockerel. And underneath a monastery. Ah, thirteenth century.
Amy: Oh. We’ve gone all mediaeval.
Rory: I’m not sure about that.
Amy: Really? Mediaeval expert, are you?
Rory: No, it’s just that, I can hear Dusty Springfield.

Rory: I think we should go.
Amy: Come on!
Rory: I’m telling you, when something runs toward you, it’s never for a nice reason.

Rory: The Doctor’s always saying, “Don’t wander off.” First rule with him, actually. “Don’t wander off.”

Rory: Are you sure you’re feeling better? No more super-elastic punches?
Ganger Jen: I’m different now. Stronger.
Rory: The Doctor won’t hurt you. He wants to help, Jennifer. Okay?
Ganger Jen: You used my name. You used my name. Thank you! Amy’s a lucky girl.
Rory: Yeah, she is.

Amy: We don’t really know anything about them yet.
Rory: I know that she’s afraid. And she needs our help.

The Doctor: Rory Pond.
Amy: Rory. Come on.
Rory: Jen’s out there. She’s out there and she’s on her own.
The Doctor: Well if she’s got any sense then she’s hiding. Rory!
Rory: I can’t leave her out there.
The Doctor: Rory!
Rory: I know you understand that.
Amy: Get in here. Get in here.

Rory: Amy, basic fact of our relationship is that I love you more than you love me. Which today is good news, because it might just save both of our lives.

Rory: [leaving Amy a message] Hey! It’s me. Hello! How are you? Um, the reason for this call is because I haven’t told you for seven hours that I love you, which is a scandal! An even if we weren’t getting married tomorrow I’d ask you to marry me anyway. Yes I would! Because you are smashing.

Rory: You know what’s dangerous about you? Something you make people take risks is you make them want to impress you. You make it so they don’t want to let you down. You have no idea how dangerous you make people to themselves when you’re around.

The Doctor: Look around you. Examine everything. Look for all the details that don’t ring true.
Rory: Okay, well we’re in a spaceship that’s bigger on the inside than the outside.
Amy: With a bowtie-wearing idiot.
Rory: So maybe “what rings true” isn’t so simple.
The Doctor: Valid point.

The Doctor: You’re a doctor?
Rory: Yeah. And unlike you I’ve actually passed some exams.
The Doctor: You’re a doctor, not a nurse, just like you’ve always dreamed. How interesting.

Rory: I promise you, Ambrose, I trust the Doctor with my life. We stick to his plan.

Rory: [about Amy] Did she miss me?

Amy: Is there a way down?
Rory: No. But there’s a way out.
Amy: What are you doing? Rory, what are you doing? Rory, stop it. You’ll die.
Rory: Yeah, twice. In the same building on the same night. Who else could do that.
Amy: Just come down, please.
Rory: This is the right thing to do. This will work. If I die now, it’s a paradox right? The paradox’ll kill the Angels. Tell me I’m wrong, Go on, please. Because I am really scared. [she’s quiet] Great. The one time you can’t manage it.

Rory: Amy. I’m gonna need a little help here.
Amy: Just stop it!
Rory: Just think it through, this will work. This will kill the Angels.
Amy: It will kill you, too.
Rory: Will it? River said that this place would be erased from time, never existed. If this place never existed what did I fall off?
Amy: You think you’ll just come back to life?
Rory: When don’t I?
Amy: Rory—
Rory: Anyway, what else is there? Dying of old age downstairs, never seeing you again? Amy, please. If you love me, then trust me and push.
Amy: I can’t.
Rory: You have to!
Amy: Could you? Could you if it was me? Could you do it?
Rory: To save you, I could do anything.

The Doctor: She’ll be fine. Nothing can get into this box.
Rory: Well. You got in there.
The Doctor: Well there’s only one of me. I counted.
Rory: This box needs a guard. I killed the last one.
The Doctor: No. Rory, no. Don’t even think about it.
Rory: She’ll be all alone.
The Doctor: She won’t even feel it.
Rory: Yeah, you bet she won’t.
The Doctor: Two thousand years, Rory. You won’t even sleep. You’ll be conscious every second. It would drive you mad.
Rory: Will she be safer if I stay? Look me in the eye and tell me she wouldn’t be safer.
The Doctor: Rory, you—
Rory: Answer me!
The Doctor: Yes. Obviously.
Rory: Then how could I leave her.
The Doctor: Why do you have to be so… human?
Rory: Because right now I’m not.

Rory: Why aren’t there any lights? I miss lights. You don’t even miss things ’til they’re gone, do you? It’s like what my Nan used to say. You’ll never miss the water ’til the well runs dry.
Amy: Rory—
Rory: Except lights, I mean. Not water. Lights are great, aren’t they? I mean if this place is all lit up we wouldn’t be worried at all.

The Doctor: Spiders. We don’t normally get spiders in space.
Brian: [walking out] What the—
The Doctor: Don’t move! Do you really think I’m the stupid, I wouldn’t notice. How did you get aboard, hey? Transmat? Who sent you?
Rory: Doctor. That’s my dad.
The Doctor: Well frankly that’s outrageous.
Rory: What?
The Doctor: You think you can just bring your dad along without asking? I’m not a taxi service, you know.
Rory: You materialized around us!
The Doctor: Oh! Well that’s fine then. My mistake. Hello Brian! How are you? Nice to meet you? Welcome. Welcome. This is the gang. I’ve got a gang. Yes! Come on then, everyone!

Howie: I’ve worked out where we are.
Rory: Hm?
Howie: Norway.
Rory: Norway?
Howie: See, the US government has entire cities hidden in the Norwegian mountains. See, earth is on a collision course with this other planet. And this is where they’re going to send all the rich people when it kicks off.
Rory: Amazing.
Howie: It’s all there on the internet.
Rory: No, it’s amazing you’ve come up with a theory even more insane than what’s actually happening.

Brian: What’s that?
Rory: Well you carry a trowel, I carry a med-pack. It’s all about the pockets in our family. This is an ice patch. It cools the skin.
Brian: Never seen one of those.
Rory: Yeah, I look out for cool stuff wherever we go. Some people it’s cars and hardware. For me, it is nursing supplies. Painkiller. Now this won’t hurt. [he jabs him]
Brian: Ow!
Rory: I lied. It won’t hurt from now on though.

Amy: Oh, you’re really letting him do this?
Rory: Save us all? Yeah. I am.

Elliot: There’s only one explanation as far as I can see.
Rory: What’s that then?
Elliot: The graves eat people. Devour them whole. Leaving no trace.
Rory: Not sure about that.
Elliot: They didn’t steal the body from above. They couldn’t have got it from the sides. Only other thing is the dead did it from underneath.
Rory: Not very likely though.
Elliot: When you’ve eliminated the impossible, whatever remains—however improbable—must be the truth.
Rory: Sorry?
Elliot: Sherlock Holmes. Got the audio book. The graves around you eat people.

The Doctor: Yes, I know that, Rory. I’m not exactly one to miss the obvious but we need everything we can get. Okay, Cyber weapons! This is basically a sentry box. So headless wonder here was a sentry. Probably got himself duffed up by the locals. Never underestimate a Celt.
Rory: Doctor—
The Doctor: Hush, Rory. Thinking. Why leave a Cyberman on guard unless it’s a Cyberthing in the box but why would they lock up one of their own? Okay, no, not a Cyberthing. But what? What? Oh! Missing something obvious, Rory. Something big. Something right slap in front of me. I can feel it.
Rory: Yeah. I think you probably are.
The Doctor: I’ll get it in a minute.

River: We’ve told him all we can. We can’t even tell him we’ve seen his future self. He’s interacted with his own past. It could rip a hole in the Universe.
Amy: Except he’s done it before!
Rory: And in fairness the Universe did blow up.

Eleventh Doctor (Doctor Who): ENTP

Dominant Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: The Doctor is always full of ideas. He thrives on possibilities and is excited by the unknown. He enjoys novelty and that which is different. He enjoys exploring and theorizing, and can quickly come up with a hypothesis about anything. The Doctor is always aware of the big picture. He often has a thought, which leads him to another, and another. His mind moves at a frenetic pace and it can be nearly impossible for people who aren’t him to keep up. He connects random, seemingly unrelated things until he comes up with what he considers to be the best theory. He’s a creative thinker with an incredibly active imagination. The Doctor has a limitless amount of energy and enthusiasm and can sometimes be nearly impossible to understand because his mouth moves as quickly as his brain does. The Doctor is good at reading between the lines and getting a sense of what’s really happening.

Auxiliary Introverted Thinking [Ti]: When there is a problem, the Doctor is skilled at reaching what he considers to be the most logical, probable explanation (though, he usually prefers to think about whatever option is the most mentally stimulating). He’s good at reworking his theories in the moment as new information is introduced and is perfectly fine with dropping former theories and forgetting everything that he previously considered to be true when need be. The Doctor is good at fixing things and improving them for maximum efficiency. When he’s working, he typically maintains a detached demeanor and is able to set aside emotion to do what he feels needs to be done. He has a highly scientific, inquisitive mind and is interested in puzzles. He becomes obsessed with figuring out who or what Clara is because she’s “impossible.” He needs to understand and won’t stop until he knows why things are the way they are or how something works. The Doctor does what is more sensible to him, which can lead to him ignoring directions or throwing them away because he doesn’t agree with them.

Tertiary Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Although the Doctor is rational, he does have deep feelings. He cares about people and typically want to help on large scales (saving entire civilizations). Though he can be detached when trying to figure something out, when he does tune into people’s emotional states, he’s often quite adept at understanding what they’re feeling. He likes having people around to admire him and be amazed at his brilliance. ” I am being extremely clever up here and there’s no one to stand around looking impressed!” He needs to have people around. When he sets Amy and Rory free, he forms a “gang” of companions to keep him company. He doesn’t like to be alone and, unlike his predecessor, he usually cannot travel by himself for very long (except for the period of time after he loses Amy and Rory). He often seeks affirmation, particularly in his style choices (his bow tie, his fez, his stetson). When he wants to, the Doctor can be very good at building people up and making them feel special.

Inferior Introverted Sensing [Si]: One of the reasons that the Doctor has such a hard time letting go of Amy is because hers was “the first face this face saw.” When the voice interface takes the form of Rose, Martha, and Donna, he doesn’t want to see them because of the guilt he feels. Even though the Time War was a very long time ago, he carries the scars of it with him. He has a hard time facing his past and prefers to keep moving forward. It’s difficult for him to open up about his past because of how painful it is for him to think about. Although the Doctor is open to change, he can sometimes judge what is currently happening based on his past experiences. The Doctor isn’t always very good with details and can sometimes forget about them or ignore them.

Enneagram: 7w6 Sx/So


The Doctor: I’m not running away. But this is one corner of one country on one continent on one planet that’s a corner of a galaxy that’s a corner of a universe that is forever growing and shrinking and creating and destroying and never remaining the same for a single millisecond, and there is so much, so much, to see, Amy. Because it goes so fast. I’m not running away from things, I am running to them. Before they flare and fade forever. And it’s alright. Our lives won’t run the same. They can’t. One day, soon, maybe, you’ll stop. I’ve known for a while.
Amy: Then why do you keep coming back for us?
The Doctor: Because you were the first. The first face this face saw. And you’re seared onto my hearts, Amelia Pond. You always will be. I’m running to you and Rory before you fade from me.

The Doctor: There are fixed points throughout time where things must stay exactly the way they are. This is not one of them. This is an opportunity! Whatever happens here will create its own timeline, its own reality, a temporal tipping point. The future revolves around you, here, now, so do good!

Amy: Please tell me you have a plan.
The Doctor: No, I have a thing. It’s like a plan, but with more greatness.

Tony: You’re not making sense, man!
The Doctor: Excuse me, I’m making perfect sense. You’re just not keeping up.

The Doctor: Oh, this is bad! I don’t like this! [kicks console and yells in pain] NEVER use force, you’ll just embarrass yourself. Unless you’re cross, in which case… always use force!
Amy: Shall I run and get the manual?
The Doctor: I threw it in a supernova.
Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why?
The Doctor: BECAUSE I DISAGREED WITH IT! Now stop talking to me when I’m cross!

Amy: What if the gravity fails?
The Doctor: I’ve thought about that.
Amy: And?
The Doctor: We’ll all plunge to our deaths. See? I’ve thought about it! [examines the door] Ah, the security protocols are still live. There’s no way to override them; it’s impossible!
River: How impossible?
The Doctor: Two minutes.

The Doctor: Ooh. Now, what’s this then? I love this. A big flashy lighty thing. That’s what brought me here. Big flashy lighty things have got me written all over them. Not actually, but give me time, and a crayon. Now, this big flashy lighty thing is connected to the spire in your dome, yeah? And it controls the sky. Well, technically it controls the clouds, which technically aren’t clouds at all. Well, they’re clouds of tiny particles of ice. Ice clouds. Love that. Who’s she?
Sardick: Nobody important.
The Doctor: Nobody important. Blimey, that’s amazing. Do you know, in nine hundred years of time and space, I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important before. Now, this console is the key to saving that ship, or I’ll eat my hat. If I had a hat. I’ll eat someone’s hat. Not someone who’s using their hat. I don’t want to shock a nun, or something. Sorry, rambling, because, because this isn’t working!

The Doctor: There’s a portrait on the wall behind me. Looks like you, but it’s too old, so it’s your father. All the chairs are angled away from it. Daddy’s been dead for twenty years, but you still can’t get comfortable where he can see you. There’s a Christmas tree in the painting, but none in this house, on Christmas Eve. You’re scared of him, and you’re scared of being like him, and good for you, you’re not like him, not really. Do you know why?
Sardick: Why?
The Doctor: Because you didn’t hit the boy. Merry Christmas, Mister Sardick.

The Doctor: The universe is big, it’s vast and complicated, and ridiculous. And sometimes, very rarely, impossible things just happen and we call them miracles. And that’s the theory. Nine hundred years, never seen one yet, but this would do me.

Idris: Bond the tube directly into the Tachyon Diverter…
The Doctor: Yes, yes; I have actually rebuilt a TARDIS before, you know. I know what I’m doing!
Idris: You’re like a nine-year-old trying to rebuild a motorbike in his bedroom. And you never read the instructions.
The Doctor: I always read the instructions!
Idris: There’s a sign on my front door. You have been walking past it for seven hundred years. What does it say?
The Doctor: That’s not instructions!
Idris: There’s an instruction at the bottom. What does it say?
The Doctor: “Pull to open”.
Idris: Yes, and what do you do?
The Doctor: I push!
Idris: Every single time, seven hundred years. Police box doors open out the way.

Avery: There’s nothing wrong with the boy. He has no scars.
The Doctor: Yep. Ignore my last theory.
Amy: He has his good days and his bad days.

Avery: No water in here. How did she take him? You said she uses water like a door, that’s how she enters a room.
[Avery picks up the crown.]
The Doctor: I was wrong. Please ignore all my theories up to this point.
Avery: What, again?
The Doctor: We’re all in danger. The water’s not how she’s getting in. When we were down in the hold, think what happened. You, me, Amy, Rory, leeches.
Avery: She sprang from the water.
The Doctor: Yes, only when it grew still. Still water. Nature’s mirror.
Avery: So, you mean
The Doctor: Yes. Not water, reflection.

[Avery shoots, and the Siren turns red. She advances on Avery, then the Doctor sneezes. The Siren heads for him instead.]
The Doctor: Fire. That’s new. What does fire do? Burn? Yes. Destroy? What else? Sterilise! I sneezed. I’ve brought germs in.
(The Doctor blows his nose and throws the handkerchief on the floor. The Siren blasts the offending article. Amy runs to Rory.)
The Doctor: Amy, stop. Don’t interfere. Don’t touch him. Anaesthetic, tissue sample, screen, sterile working conditions. Ignore all my previous theories!
Amy: Yeah? Well, we stopped paying attention a while back.
The Doctor: She’s not a killer at all, she’s a doctor!
(Amy stops fiddling with Rory’s life support and the Siren returns to green.)
The Doctor: This is an automated sick bay. It’s teleporting everyone on board. The crew are dead, and so the sick bay has had nothing to do. It’s been looking after humanity whilst it’s been idle. Look at her. A virtual doctor able to sterilise a whole room.
Amy: Able to burn your face off.
The Doctor: She’s just an interface, seeped through the join between the planes, broadcast in our world. Protean circuitry means she can change her form, and become a human doctor for humans. Oh, sister, you are good.

The Doctor: Well, that’s good. Fantastic, that is. Twenty minutes to save the world and I’ve got a post office. And it’s shut. What is that?
Amy: It’s a duck pond.
The Doctor: Why aren’t there any ducks?
Amy: I don’t know. There’s never any ducks.
The Doctor: Then how do you know it’s a duck pond?
Amy: It just is. Is it important, the duck pond?
[The Doctor clutches his chest.]
The Doctor: I don’t know. Why would I know? This is too soon. I’m not ready, I’m not done yet.

Amy: How’s my side, Brian?
Brian: Perfect, as ever, Amy.
Amy: Thank you, Brian.
Brian: I don’t know what he said to you to make you marry him, but he’s a lucky man.
[The sound of an arriving Tardis, and papers blowing.]
Rory: (sotto) Not here, not now.
Brian: You leave the back door open?
Rory: What is he doing?
Amy: I’m going to kill him.
[The Tardis materialises around them.]
The Doctor: Hello! You weren’t busy, were you? Well, even if you were, it wasn’t as interesting as this probably is. Didn’t want you to miss it. Now, just a quick hop.
[The Tardis zooms to the impossibly large spaceship. Brian is still standing on the stepladder.]
The Doctor: Everybody grab a torch.
[Brian drops the light bulb.]
The Doctor: Spiders. Don’t normally get spiders in space.
[Brian is last out of the Tardis.]
Brian: What the?
The Doctor: Don’t move! Do you really think I’m that stupid I wouldn’t notice? How did you get aboard, eh? Transmat? Who sent you?
Rory: Doctor. That’s my dad.
The Doctor: Well frankly, that’s outrageous.
Rory: What?
The Doctor: You think you can just bring your dad along without asking? I’m not a taxi service, you know.
Rory: You materialised around us.
The Doctor: Oh. Well, that’s fine, then. My mistake. Hello, Brian. How are you? Nice to meet you. Welcome, welcome. This is the gang. I’ve got a gang. Yes. Come on then, everyone.

The Doctor: Decision: Should we open the cupboard?
Alex: Wha-?
The Doctor: Should we? Well, gotta open the cupboard, haven’t we? Of course we have. Come on, Alex. Alex, come on. How else will we ever find out what’s going on here?
Alex: Right. But you said—
The Doctor: Monsters, yeah. Well that’s what I do. Breakfast, dinner, and tea. Fight the monsters! So this, this is just an average day at the office for me.
Alex: Okay, yeah. You’re right.
The Doctor: Or maybe we shouldn’t open the cupboard.
Alex: Eh?
The Doctor: We have no idea what might be in there. How powerful, how evil that thing might be.
Alex: We don’t?
The Doctor: Come on, Alex! Alex, come on! Are you crazy? We can’t open the cupboard!
Alex: God no! No, we mustn’t!
The Doctor: Right. That settles it.
Alex: Settles what?
The Doctor: We’re gonna open the cupboard.

The Doctor: I can’t save you from this. There’s nothing I can do to stop this. I stole your childhood and now I’ve lead you by the hand to your death. But the worst thing is, I knew. I knew this would happen. This is what always happens. Forget your faith in me. I took you with me because I was vain. Because I wanted to be adored. Look at you. Glorious Pond. The girl who waited for me. I’m not a hero. I really am just a mad man in a box. And it’s time we saw each other as we really are. Amy Williams, it’s time to stop waiting.

The Doctor: Been knocking about. Bit of a farewell tour. Things to do, people to see. There’s always more. I could invent a new colour, save the Dodo, join the Beatles. [On the phone] Hello, it’s me! Get him, tell him we’re going out and it’s all on me except for the money and the driving! [To Dorium, boasting angrily] I’ve got a time machine, Dorium! It’s all still going on! For me, it never stops! Liz the First is still waiting in a glade to elope with me! I could help Rose Tyler with her homework! I could go on all Jack’s stag parties in one night!

Lily: What’s happening?
The Doctor: No idea. Just do what I do: hold tight and pretend it’s a plan.

The Doctor: I know. So, your aunt, where is she?
Amelia: She’s out.
The Doctor: And she left you all alone?
Amelia: I’m not scared.
The Doctor: Course, you’re not. You’re not scared of anything. Box falls out of the sky, man falls out of a box, man eats fish custard, and look at you, just sitting there. So you know what I think?
Amelia: What?
The Doctor: Must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall.

Emma: Doctor, will it hurt?
The Doctor: No. Well, yes, probably. A bit. Well, quite a lot. I don’t know. It might be agony. To be perfectly honest, I’ll be interested to find out.

Craig: The Cybermen — they blew up! I blew them up with love!
The Doctor: No, that’s impossible — and also grossly sentimental and overly simplistic. You destroyed them because of the deeply ingrained hereditary trait to protect one’s own genes — which in turn triggered a… a… uh… Yeah. Love. You blew them up with love.

[The Doctor tears a page from the book he’s reading]
Amy: Why did you do that?
The Doctor: Oh, I always rip out the last page of a book. Then it doesn’t have to end. I hate endings!

The Doctor: Amelia!
Clara: Who’s Amelia?
The Doctor: The first face this face saw. We all change. When you think about it, we’re all different people all through our lives, and that’s okay, that’s good, you gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be. I will not forget one line of this. Not one day. I swear. I will always remember when the Doctor was me.

Amy Pond (Doctor Who): ESFP

Dominant Extroverted Sensing [Se]: Amy lives in the present. She enjoys the moment, and can get so lost in it that she forgets about the immediate future. She likes to live a spontaneous life and prefers traveling to different worlds to her regular, everyday life. Amy experiments with several different careers. She’s been a kissogram, a travel journalist, a model, and a novelist. She loves trying new things and having new experiences. Amy is very aware of what’s going on around her, and she is able to quickly assess her surroundings for something that might be useful to her. When she hears the Doctor breaking into her house, she immediately puts on a policewoman costume from her job as a kissogram and impersonates a cop. She then hits him over the head with a cricket bat. When Winston Churchill swipes the key to the TARDIS, Amy is the one who notices and tells him to return it to the Doctor. She is physically bold, making rash decisions in the heat of the moment, whether she does so by pushing a button that may or may not send all of Britain to their deaths, or by making a move on the Doctor on the night before her wedding. When the Doctor asks Amy what she notices or what’s unusual, she always answers by stating what is physically there. She sees objects for what they are and doesn’t usually dig deeper than what’s on the surface.

Auxiliary Introverted Feeling [Fi]: When the Doctor needs to convince Bracewell that he’s human in order to keep the bomb inside of him from detonating, he fails. However, Amy decides to step in, and gets him to make the connection by having him recall a time when he “fancied someone he knew he shouldn’t.” She’s good at making one-on-one connections with the people she meets. When she listens to her heart (Fi) and her intuition (Ni) and acts on what they’re telling her (Se), Amy can actually be quite brilliant. She has a desire to be strong which leads her to be guarded with her emotions. Amy has a fierce, independent streak and doesn’t like being told what to do or controlled. Though she doesn’t usually talk about her feelings, she does care very deeply for others. When she’s feeling emotional about something, she typically responds by doing instead of talking. After Amy’s frightening experience with the Angels and her close brush with death, she reacts by attempting to seduce the Doctor (Se-Fi). When she divorces Rory, there isn’t a discussion. She doesn’t open up to him or talk about how she’s feeling. She just ends it, and that’s that (Fi-Te). Amy prefers running from her problems to addressing them head-on. Though sometimes Amy is very in tune with what’s really going on with people, she can also be a bit oblivious to their feelings. She had no idea that Rory had feelings for her,
and only realized it when River (as Mels) pointed it out to her. As a matter of fact, she spent much time thinking he was gay instead of coming to the conclusion that he was interested in her. When the Doctor wants to resort to killing, Amy tells him that he can’t because they have to be better than that.

Tertiary Extroverted Thinking [Te]: Amy is unafraid to take charge. She’s direct, bossy, and impacts her environment by doing. She’s feisty, outspoken, and sassy. As a companion, Amy is intelligent, quick-thinking, and completely competent. She’s capable of making tough decisions in the moment, though these decisions tend to be of a physical nature. (Se-Te). She’s extremely grounded and her logic comes from outside of herself. Though she sometimes comes across as carefree and lacking direction, Amy can be very decisive. She thinks realistically and comes up with logical arguments that clearly sum up her thought process when asked to explain her actions. Though Amy tends to run from problems, her time with the Doctor allows her to sharpen her tertiary function, and she becomes adept at handling stressful situations and taking on responsibility in times of crisis.

Inferior Introverted Intuition [Ni]: Sometimes, Amy has incredibly good instincts, which she acts on through her Se. She has these sudden bursts of insight which seem to come from nowhere. She realizes that the star whale wants to help the British people, because it was very old, very kind, and the last of its species, just like the Doctor (Fi-Ni), and she makes a risky move which saves both the whale and the British citizens who are on board (Se-Ni). While Amy is in front of the screen playing the Weeping Angel tape and is unable to move, she realizes that there is a blip in the loop, and correctly believes that it might stop coming toward her if she pauses the screen at the exact right moment. She’s almost instantly comes to the realization that River becomes the Doctor’s wife in the future. Amy doesn’t really have a clear vision for her future and initially resists against the commitments she makes. Though she’s already engaged to Rory, she has a sudden “Aha!” moment, realizing that he is the man for her, and, following that epiphany, becomes very loyal and committed to him. Because she can’t have children, she pushes Rory away, because for her, that’s the only option. He wants a family and she can’t give him that. She had to sacrifice him for his own happiness (Fi-Ni). For Amy, there was no other choice.

Enneagram: 7w8 Sx/So


The Doctor: [Locking the door with the sonic screwdriver] Kissogram?
Amy: Yes! A Kissogram! What’s going on?
The Doctor: Why did you pretend to be a policewoman?
[Runs towards the TARDIS]
Amy: [Chasing after him] You broke into my house! It was either this or a French Maid! What’s going on? Tell me!

The Doctor: You’re Amelia!
Amy: You’re late!
The Doctor: Amelia Pond! You’re the little girl!
Amy: I’m Amelia, and you’re late.
The Doctor: What happened?
Amy: Twelve years!
The Doctor: You hit me with a cricket bat!
Amy: Ha! Twelve years!
The Doctor: A cricket bat!
Amy: Twelve years, and four psychiatrists!
The Doctor: Four?
Amy: I kept biting them!
The Doctor: Why?
Amy: They said you weren’t real.

The Doctor: What is that?
Amy: It’s a duck pond.
The Doctor: Why aren’t there any ducks?
Amy: I don’t know. There’s never any ducks.
The Doctor: Then how do you know it’s a duck pond?

Amy: Oh, are you all Mr Grumpy-Face today?
The Doctor: A weeping angel Amy, is the deadliest, most powerful, most malevolent life form evolution has ever produced, and right now one of them is trapped inside that wreckage and I’m supposed to climb in after it with a screwdriver and torch and assuming I survive the radiation long enough and assuming the whole ship doesn’t explode in my face, do something incredibly clever which I haven’t actually thought of yet. That’s my day, that’s what I’m up to, any questions?
Amy: Is River Song your wife? Because she’s someone from you future and the way she talks to you, I’ve never seen anyone do that, she’s kinda like you know, “heel boy”. She’s Mrs Doctor from the future, isn’t she? Is she going to be your wife one day?
The Doctor: Yes. You’re right, I am definitely Mr Grumpy-Face today.

River: Yes, we are.
The Doctor: Sorry, what?
River: Talking about you.
The Doctor: I wasn’t listening, I’m busy.
River: Ah. The other way up.
The Doctor: Yeah.
Amy: You’re so his wife.

Rory: You named him after me?
Amy: I needed a bit of company.
Rory: So he’s your…
Amy: Pet.
Rory: Is it safe?
Amy: Yep. I disarmed it.
Rory: How?
[Rory notices that its hands are gone, severed]
Rory: Oh! You, uh, you dis-armed it.
Amy: Oh, don’t get sentimental; it’s just a robot. You’d have done the same.
The Doctor: [in the TARDIS, watching] I don’t think that I would’ve.
Rory: And there he is: the voice of God! “Survive, because no one is going to come for you.” Number one lesson. You taught me that.
The Doctor: [over the glasses] Is that really all I’ve taught you?
Amy: Don’t you lecture me, blue-box man, flying through time and space on whimsy. All I’ve got, all I’ve had for 36 years is cold, hard reality. So, no, I don’t have a sonic screwdriver, because I’m not off on a romp. I call it what it is: a probe; and I call my life what it is: hell.

Old Amy: All those boys chasing me, but it was only ever Rory. Why was that?
Amy: You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful, and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later, they’re as dull as a brick. Then there’s other people and you meet them and you think, “Not bad, they’re okay.” And then you get to know them and… and they’re face just sort of… becomes them, like their personality is written all over it. And they just… they turn into something so beautiful.
Old Amy, Amy: [Together] Rory’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever met.

Rory: You’ve been crying. A little bit.
Old Amy: Shut up, Rory.
Rory: You have, haven’t you?
Old Amy: Woman with a sword. Don’t push it.

Amy: [holding Older Amy’s staff unsteadily as a handbot approaches] Amy?
Old Amy: Kate Hailer. Year 10 hockey.
Amy: Go for the shins.
[slashes the handbot’s legs with the staff, knocking it down]

Amy: What if you were really old, and really kind and lonely, your whole race dead. What couldn’t you do then? If you were that old, and that kind, and the very last of your kind, you couldn’t just stand there and watch children cry.

The Doctor: What’s wrong with this picture?
Amy: Is it… the bicycles? Bit unusual on a spaceship, bicycles.
The Doctor: Says the girl in the nighty.
Amy: Oh my God, I’m in my nighty!

Amy: Oh, don’t mind me, I never could resist a keep out sign.

The Doctor: You couldn’t have known how it would react.
Amy: I couldn’t, but I’ve seen it before. Very old, and very kind and the very, very last, sound a bit familiar?

Amy: Have you ever run away from something because you were scared or, or not ready, or just, just because you could?
The Doctor: Once. A long time ago.
Amy: What Happened?
The Doctor: [Shrugs, grins and looks guilty] Hello.

Rory: I couldn’t help it! It happened, it just happened!
Amy: Shut up!
[Amy kisses Rory]
The Doctor: Yeah, shut up, because we’ve got to go!
Rory: I waited. 2,000 years, I waited for you.
Amy: No, still shut up!
[Amy kisses him for longer]
The Doctor: And break! And breathe!
The Doctor: [Turns to Amy] Well, someone didn’t get out much for 2,000 years!
Amy: [Tugs the Doctor’s sleeve] I’m thirsty. Can I get a drink?
The Doctor: Oh, it’s all mouths today, isn’t it!

Amy: [Appearing in the TARDIS Doorway] Oi!
[Walks towards the console]
Amy: Where are you sneaking off to? We haven’t even had a snog in the shrubbery yet!
Rory: [Appearing in the Dorway] Amy!
Amy: Shut up – it’s my wedding!
Rory: Our wedding!
[Closes the TARDIS door]

Mels: It’s all right for you. You’ve got Mr. Perfect keeping you right.
Amy: [thinking Mels means the Doctor, tosses the model TARDIS back to Mels] He’s not even real. Just a stupid dream when I was a kid.
Mels: I wasn’t talking about him.
[Mels looks over at Rory going out the door]
Amy: What, Rory?
[Rory freezes in the open door]
Amy: How have I “got” Rory?
Rory: [nervously, covering] Yeah. How… how’s she “got” me?
Amy: He’s not mine.
Rory: No… No.
Rory: I’m not hers.
Mels: Come on. Seriously. It’s got to be you two.
[pause, Rory in fear, Amy not getting it]
Mels: Oh, cut to the song, it’s getting boring.
Amy: Nice thought, okay? But completely impossible.
Rory: [looks to Amy, crushed, swallows] Yeah, i-impossible.
Amy: I mean, I’d love to. He’s gorgeous. He’s my favorite guy.
[pats Rory on the shoulder]
Amy: But he’s, you know…
Amy Pond, Rory: [simultaneously] … gay. /… a friend.
[Rory and Amy look at each other]
Rory: I’m not gay.
Amy: Yes, you are.
Rory: No. No I’m not.
Amy: Of course you are, don’t be stupid. In the whole time I’ve known you, when have you shown the slightest interest in a girl?
Mels: [rotating TARDIS model in her hands] Penny in the air.
Amy: I mean, I’ve known you for what, ten years? I’ve seen you practically every day. Name one girl you’ve paid the slightest bit of attention to.
[Pale, panicked, and perfectly paralyzed of voice, his secret crush now implicitly revealed, Rory turns tail and runs out. Mels giggles]
Amy: [astonished, realizing his feelings for her, Amy looks to Mels while pointing at herself, silently mouthing] Me?
Amy: Oh my… god! Rory?
[Amy runs out after Rory]
Mels: [gets up, giving the model a toss in the air] And the penny drops!
Amy: Rory! Come back!
Mels: [to Amy’s model TARDIS] Catch you later, time-boy.
[Mels tosses the TARDIS model to the bed, which becomes the real TARDIS tumbling through the clouds]

The Doctor: You’re thinking of stopping, aren’t you? You and Rory.
Amy: No, no – I mean, we haven’t made a decision…
The Doctor: But you’re considering it.
Amy: Maybe. I don’t know. We don’t know. Well, our lives have changed so much. There was a time, there were years when I couldn’t live without you. Um, when just the whole every day thing would drive me crazy. But since you dropped us back here, since you gave us this hiatus, you know, we’ve built a life. And I don’t know if we can have both.
The Doctor: Why?
Amy: Because, they pull at each other. Because they pull at me and the traveling is starting to feel like running away.
The Doctor: That’s not what it is.
Amy: Oh come on, look at you – four days in a lounge and you go crazy.
The Doctor: I’m not running away. But this is one corner in one country in one continent in one planet that’s a corner of a galaxy that is a corner of a universe that is forever growing and shrinking and creating and destroying and never remaining the same for a single millisecond. And this is so much, SO MUCH, to see, Amy. Because it goes so fast. I’m not running away from things. I’m running to them before they flare and fade forever. That’s all right. Our lives would never remain the same. They can’t. One day, soon maybe, you’ll stop. I’ve known for a while.
Amy: Then why do you keep coming back for us?
The Doctor: Because you were the first. The first face this face saw. And you were seared onto my hearts, Amelia Pond. Always will be. I’m running to you and Rory before you… fade from me.
Amy: Don’t be nice to me. I don’t want you to be nice to me.
The Doctor: Yeah you do, Pond. And you always get what you want.

Rory: We have two lives. Real life and Doctor life. Doesn’t feel like real life gets much of a look-in.
Amy: What do we do?
Rory: Choose.
[sounds of the Tardis appearing]
Amy: Not today, though.
Rory: No, not today.

The Doctor: [eating fish fingers and custard with Rory and Amy] If I had a restaurant, this’d be all I’d serve.
Amy: Yeah, right. You running a restaurant.
The Doctor: I’ve run restaurants. Who do you think invented Yorkshire pudding?
Rory: You didn’t.
The Doctor: Pudding yet savory. Sound familiar?

The Doctor: Amy, only one thought, one simple instruction: don’t follow me under any circumstances.
[Runs off]
Amy: I won’t.
Vincent Van Gogh: Will you follow him?
Amy: Of course.
Vincent Van Gogh: I love you.

[Amy, Vincent, and the Doctor walk to the church where Vincent will have had painted the Krafayis. Amy and Vincent talk while the Doctor listens, following behind]
Amy: I’m sorry you’re so sad.
Vincent Van Gogh: But I’m not. Sometimes these moods torture me for weeks, for months, but I’m good now. If Amy Pond can soldier on then so can Vincent Van Gogh.
Amy: I’m not soldiering on, I’m fine.
[Amy giggles]
Vincent Van Gogh: Oh, Amy, I hear the song of your sadness. You’ve lost someone, I think.
[the Doctor silently notes this insight from behind]
Amy: I’m not sad.
Vincent Van Gogh: [looking away] Then why are you crying?
[Amy reaches up to her right cheek and is surprised to find a tear there]
Vincent Van Gogh: It’s all right, I understand.
Amy: I’m not sure I do.

Madame Kovarian: [weakly] Amy… help me.
Amy: You took my baby from me. And hurt her. And now she’s all grown up and she’s fine, but I’ll never see my baby again.
Madame Kovarian: But you’ll still save me, though. Because *he* would, and you’d never do anything to disappoint your precious Doctor.
Rory: Ma’am, we have to go, now!
Amy: [to Kovarian] The Doctor is very precious to me, you’re right. But do you know what else he is, Madame Kovarian? Not here.
[Amy re-attachs Kovarian’s eye drive]
Amy: River Song didn’t get it all from you, sweetie.
[eye drive activates and Kovarian screams]

The Doctor: [Amy has appeared on deck dressed in pirate garb and wielding a cutlass] What are you doing?
Amy: Saving your life. You got a problem with that?

Amy: What’s happened to you, Doctor? When did killing someone become an option?
The Doctor: Jex has to answer for his crimes.
Amy: And what then? Are you going to hunt down everyone who’s made a gun, or a bullet, or a bomb?
The Doctor: But they keep coming back, don’t you see? Everytime I negotiate, everytime I try to understand. Well, not today. No. Today, I honor the victims first. His, the Master’s, the Daleks’, all the people who died because of MY mercy!
Amy: See, this is what happens when you travel alone for too long. Well, listen to me, Doctor, we can’t be like him. We have to be better than him.

Rory: Amy, I thought I’d lost you.
Amy: What, ’cause I got sucked into the Earth? You’re so clingy.

Amy: Well, I’m not gonna hug first.
The Doctor: Nor am I.

Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who): ENFP

Dominant Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: Ideas and possibilities energize the Doctor. His enthusiasm for theorizing is infectious. Thoughts travel straight from his brain to his mouth, bursting from his lips as though they were being shot out of a canon. His charismatic, hyperactive personality draws people in. He loves speculating and his brain easily draws connections between seemingly unrelated events. The Doctor knows how to look past what he can see and what is tangible. He is a creative thinker, and therefore, the solutions to the problems he faces usually tend to be quite innovative. His train of thought moves at a mile a minute. Sometimes, it can be difficult to figure out how he got to his end point from his start point. His thinking is far from linear and can seem very scattered to someone who isn’t used to him.

Auxiliary Introverted Feeling [Fi]: Insulting comments frequently erupt from the Doctor, who genuinely doesn’t realize what he says is rude until it’s too late. He doesn’t mean to be rude to people. He doesn’t say things to elicit a reaction from them. He says what he says because that was the conclusion he drew from his observations. What, it’s not appropriate to say that? Oh well. The Doctor is exceptionally moralistic, and if you violate any of his rules, he can be quite unforgiving. He does not need to consult with others about right and wrong. He knows what is acceptable and what is not. All that matters is how he feels about someone’s actions, and that is enough for him to dole out appropriate punishments. The Doctor can be totally oblivious to the emotions of others. He’s so busy grieving over the loss of Rose that he fails to notice that Martha has feelings for him. He has a difficult time expressing his feelings. The Doctor never says that he loves Rose. When he’s descends into the pit, he says to Ida, “If you get back in touch with Rose, just tell her… tell her I… Oh, she knows.” He feels very intensely, but talking about those feelings does not come naturally to him.

Tertiary Extroverted Thinking [Te]: The Doctor is blunt and he doesn’t mind stating harsh truths. There are many times where his auxiliary function gets ignored, as he can loop between Ne and Te. His Ne comes up with the idea of how to fix something and many times, his Te just acts without bothering to check in with his Fi. The Doctor can put aside his feelings to do what needs to be done. When he decides that Rose is to stay on the alternate Earth with her family, he tells her this is what’s going to happen. It isn’t a discussion until Rose makes it one. He doesn’t usually bring others into the decisions he makes.

Inferior Introverted Sensing [Si]: While the past does weigh heavily on Ten, he doesn’t like to talk about it. He’s constantly moving forward. However, it is evident that others that it does impact him. He doesn’t typically like to go into the specifics of why he loses his previous companions when his new ones ask questions about them. Sure, he’ll give the general idea. He says that he “lost” Rose, but doesn’t talk about what actually happened. Things with Martha “got complicated” and that’s the end of that. Why dwell on the past? It’s over. He is open to new possibilities and novelty, he does use his past experiences to help form judgments about what’s going on now. While he is usually delighted by the unknown, sometimes, he can become skeptical of that which he has not previously encountered. The Doctor doesn’t typically get hung up on details. He is constantly focused on the big picture.

Enneagram: He’s definitely a 7, but that’s about the only thing I’m certain of. I know most people tend to see him as a 7w8, but I tend to lean 7w6. And he’s either Sx/Sp or Sp/Sx. I’ll update this if I come to any concrete conclusions.


Donna: What time does Vesuvius erupt? When’s it due?
The Doctor: It’s 79 A.D. 23rd of August; which makes Volcano day-tomorrow.
Donna: Plenty of time. We can get everyone out, easy.
The Doctor: Yeah, except we’re not going to.
Donna: But that’s what you do. You’re the Doctor. You save people.
The Doctor: Not this time. Pompeii is a fixed point in history. What happens, happens. There’s no stopping it.
Donna: Says who?
The Doctor: Says me.
Donna: What, and you’re in charge?
The Doctor: TARDIS, Time Lord-yeah!

Donna: You can’t just leave them!
The Doctor: Don’t you think I’ve done enough? History’s back in place and everyone dies.
Donna: You’ve got to go back! Doctor, I am telling you, take this thing back! It’s not fair.
The Doctor: No, it’s not.
Donna: But your own planet, it burned.
The Doctor: That’s just it. Don’t you see, Donna? Can’t you understand? If I could go back and save them, then I would, but I can’t!
The Doctor: I can never go back. I can’t. I just can’t. I can’t.
Donna: Just someone. Please. Not the whole town. Just save someone.

Donna: But I’m history, too. You saved me in 2008, saved all of us. Why is that different?
The Doctor: Some things are fixed, some things are in flux. Pompeii is fixed.
Donna: How do you know which is which?
The Doctor: Because that’s how I see the universe. Every waking second, I can see what is, what was, what could be, what must not… That’s the burden of the Timelord, Donna. And I’m the only one left.

Donna: Just promise me one thing. Find someone.
The Doctor: I don’t need anyone.
Donna: Yes you do. Because sometimes I think you need someone to stop you.

The Doctor: If you get back in touch… if you talk to Rose… just tell her… tell her I… Oh, she knows.

The Doctor: I don’t age. I regenerate. But humans decay; you wither and you die. Imagine watching that happen to someone that you– [breaks off]
Rose: What, Doctor?
The Doctor: You can spend the rest of your life with me, but I can’t spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on. Alone. That’s the curse of the Time Lords.

Mickey: What’s a horse doing on a spaceship?
The Doctor: Mickey, what’s pre-Revolutionary France doing on a spaceship? Get a little perspective.

The Doctor: Now, first things first. Be honest. How do I look?
Rose: Umm… different.
The Doctor: Good different or bad different?
Rose: Just…different.
The Doctor: Am I… ginger?
Rose: No, you’re just sort of… brown.
The Doctor: 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! Oh, that’s rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger.

The Doctor: Well, you could do that. Yeah, you could do that. Of course you could. But why? Look at these people, these human beings. Consider their potential! From the day they arrive on the planet, blinking, step into the sun, there is more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than– no, hold on. Sorry, that’s The Lion King. But the point still stands. Leave them alone!

The Doctor: People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but, actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly… timey-wimey… stuff.

The Doctor: No! No, no, no, no! That wasn’t a question either! Blimey… One question left. One question. All right. So. You’ve been given orders to kill the survivors but survivors; therefore, must be passengers or staff. But not me. I’m not a passenger, I’m not staff. Go ahead, scan me. You must have bio-records. No such person on board. I don’t exist. Therefore, you can’t kill me. Therefore, I’m a stowaway; and stowaways should be arrested and taken to the nearest figure of authority. And I reckon… the nearest figure of authority… is on deck 31. Final question – am I right?
Host: Information: Correct.

The Doctor: I DON’T KNOW! See, that’s the thing. I’m the Doctor, but beyond that, I.. I just don’t know. I literally do not know who I am. It’s all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed? Left-handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor or a liar? A nervous wreck? I mean, judging by the evidence, I’ve certainly got a gob.