Doctor No. 3
Season 7
Spearhead From Space
Written By Robert Holmes
The Doctor: All right, all right, I s'pose you want to see my pass. Well, I haven't got one. And I'm not going to tell you my name, either. Now, you just tell Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart that I want to see him!
Liz: What are you a Doctor of, by the way?
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: We're led to believe you arrived at the same time as a shower of meteorites last night.
The Silurians
Written By Malcolm Hulke
Liz: [as the Doctor breaks into a locked cupboard] And what do you think you're doing?
Silurian: And your people would agree to this?
Dr Lawrence: I am determined to find a solution.
Dr Meredith: I take it you're another associate of UNIT?
Liz:[after giving the Doctor an injection] Did it hurt?
The Doctor: I'm beginning to lose confidence for the first time in my life ... and that covers several thousand years...
The Ambassodors of Death
Written By David Whitaker
The Doctor: My dear fellow, I simply don't have a pass!!
Cornish: How did you know the message would be repeated?
The Doctor:We haven't come here to offer explanations. We've come here to demand them ... from you, Sir James.
Dr Tittallion: Have they found her [Liz]?
The Doctor: Doctor, I've spent more time in space than any of you astronauts here. I'll admit, not in as primitive equipment as this, but I'll manage.
Reegan: This Doctor fellow ... must have nine lives.
Benton: Look, sir, you asked for protective custody; you can't get more safe than in a cell!!
Inferno
Written By Don Houghton
The Doctor:[looking at the Brigadier's school photo and laughing] Well, if that's you, I can see why you grew that moustache.
The Doctor: Listen, Miss Shaw might have the misfortune to work for you, but I am a free agent!
The Doctor:Without the TARDIS, I feel lost ... a stranger in a foreign land ... a shipwrecked mariner.
The Doctor: I was wrong, Professor. It's not your liver that's the problem... it's your general dispostion!
The Doctor: I'll tell you something that will be of great importance to your, sir.
The Doctor: Hold him in the position long enough and he'll be permanently paralysed.
The Brigadier: The Doctor's disappeared.
Liz: You don't seem very worried.
The Doctor: Might I suggest you call me Doctor?
The Doctor: Republic? And what happened to the Royal -
The Doctor: But I don't exist in your world!
Brigade Leader Lethbridge-Stewart: You're giving us a great deal of trouble.
Sutton: Well, we tried, eh, Doctor?
Stallman: The safety margins are for scared old women like Sir Keith.
The Brigadier: How are you, Doctor?
The Doctor: Well, the pulse seems normal ... at 170.
The Doctor: Sir Keith!
The Doctor: Practically everything, my dear.
The Doctor: Did I? How terribly exciting.
The Doctor: I'm opening this cupboard, m'dear.
The Doctor: Well ... they're not my people.
Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart: Well, you haven't found one yet, Dr Lawrence, that's why I'm here.
The Doctor: Yes, depressing, isn't it?
The Doctor: Did what hurt? [looks at his arm] Oh, yes, it was agony.
The Doctor: By exercising my intelligence.
Sir James: All right.
The Doctor: What, you mean you're going to tell me?
The Doctor: No, it was someone threatening to kill her if I don't stop interfering ... Let's get back to work, shall we?
Stahllman: And what's that?
The Doctor: That you, sir, are a nitwit!
The Brigadier: Then I suggest you let him go.
Stahllman: Oh, excellent! At last he's gone!
The Brigadier: Professor Stahllman seems determined to blow us all to Kingdom Come, the Doctor's vanished into thin air and I have a number of unsolved murders on my hands. I promise you, Miss Shaw, I am worried.
Brigade Leader Lethbridge-Stewart: Doctor ... Doctor what?
The Doctor: Smith! John Smith!
Brigade Leader Lethbridge-Stewart: Executed. All of them.
The Doctor: Pity. Charming family.
Brigade Leader Lethbridge-Stewart: Then you won't feel the bullets when we shoot you.
The Doctor: I'm delighted to hear it!
The Doctor: And we can't have done more than that, Mr Sutton.
The Doctor: Fine. You know, you really do look better with that moustache.
Sir Keith: My dear fellow. So you came back to use after all.
The Doctor: So you're not dead?
Sir Keith: Well, no, but I came very close to it, though.
The Brigadier: Why, what happened?
Sir Keith: Car crash.
The Doctor: But you're not dead?!?!
