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a rose and it's thorns

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Clara: Compliment me.

Twelve: Uh, you... You have eyes.

Clara:

Clara: *shrugs* I'll take it.

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Ten: I don’t have a favorite companion. How could you even think that? All of my companions are of totally equal importance and wort-

Jack: It’s Rose, isn’t it?

Ten: I can’t help it, she has those “love me please” eyes and I’m weak.

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Donna: Everyone makes mistakes, Doctor. Are you that perfect that you can’t accept it?

Ten: Obviously.

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Bill: So, what happened to you, Nardole?

Nardole: I don’t want to talk about it.

Twelve: Good. We don’t want to hear about it.

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Doctor Who and the Multiverse of David Tennant.

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Ten: Would you slap your best friend for a million pounds?

Donna: I would roundhouse kick you in the face for free.

Ten *almost crying*: I’m your best friend?

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Twelve: Nardole’s being annoying again, how do I get rid of him?

Missy: murder.

Twelve: ...that's permanent.

Missy: But effective.

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Ten: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Rose: You’re a hazard to society.

Donna: And a coward. DO TWENTY.

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Donna: Who the fuck-

Ten: Language.

Donna: Whom the fuck-

Ten: No.

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Thirteen: Miracle of science! If you have two hands, you can pet two cats at the same time.

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Eleven: No, I'm not tired of being nice. Yes, I still just want to go apeshit. These things can coexist, stop asking me.

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Twelve, to Clara and Missy: I honestly can't tell the two of you apart half the time, because I don't go by height or hair color, I go by amount of pain in my ass, which makes you both identical.

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Ten: And this is a map of all the possible places Rose could have run off to this time.

Jackie: That's a globe.

Ten: Yeah, I have no fucking clue where she is.

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Eleven: Pick a card, any card!

Amy: Okay! [picks Rory’s credit card out of his pocket]

Rory: Wait! That’s not-

Amy: He said any card.

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