Tenth Doctor : Whatever you've got planned, forget it! I'm the Doctor. I'm 904 years old. I'm from the planet Gallifrey in the constellation of Kasterborous. I'm the Oncoming Storm, the Bringer of Darkness, and you... are basically just a rabbit, aren't you? Ok, carry on... just a... general... warning...
The Moment : Go on, ask them. Ask them what you need to know.
War Doctor : Did you ever count?
Eleventh Doctor : Count what?
War Doctor : How many children there were on Gallifrey that day.
Eleventh Doctor : [pause] I've absolutely no idea.
War Doctor : How old are you now?
Eleventh Doctor : Uh, I dunno. I lose track. 1200 and something, I think, unless I'm lying. I can't remember if I'm lying about my age, that's how old I am.
War Doctor : Four hundred years older than me, and in all that time you never even wondered how many there were? Never once counted?
Eleventh Doctor : Tell me: What would be the point?
Tenth Doctor : [enraged at the 11th Doctor] 2.47 billion!
War Doctor : You did count!
Tenth Doctor : [to the 11th Doctor] You forgot! Four hundred years, is that all it takes?
Eleventh Doctor : I moved on!
Tenth Doctor : Where? Where can you be now that you could forget something like that?
Eleventh Doctor : Spoilers.
Tenth Doctor : No, no no no, for once, I would like to know where I'm going.
Eleventh Doctor : No, you really wouldn't!
War Doctor : I don't know who you are. Either of you. I haven't got the faintest idea.
The Moment : They're you. They're what you become if you destroy Gallifrey. A man who regrets. And the man who forgets. The Moment is coming. The Moment is me. You have to decide.
Tenth Doctor : [pulling out a device] Ding!
Elizabeth I : What's that?
Tenth Doctor : It's a machine that goes... ding! Made it myself. Lights up in the presence of shapeshifting DNA. Also, it can microwave frozen dinners from up to 20 feet and download comics from the future. I never know when to stop.
Tenth Doctor : But don't worry, I started a very long time ago!
[Numerous TARDISes approach Gallifrey]
First Doctor : Calling the War Council of Gallifrey, this is the Doctor.
Eleventh Doctor : You might say, I've been doing this all my lives.
Second Doctor : Good luck!
Third Doctor : Stand by.
First Doctor : Ready.
Fourth Doctor : Commencing calculations.
Fifth Doctor : Soon be there.
Seventh Doctor : Across the boundaries that divide one universe from another.
Sixth Doctor : Got to lock on to his coordinates.
Ninth Doctor : And for my next trick...
War Doctor : She didn't just show me any old future, she told me exactly the future I need to see!
The Moment : Now you're getting it!
Eleventh Doctor : Eh? Who did?
War Doctor : Oh, Bad Wolf girl, I could kiss you!
The Moment : Yeah, that's gonna happen.
Tenth Doctor : Sorry, did you just say Bad Wolf?
The Eleventh Doctor : Reverse the polarity!
[they do so, but nothing happens]
The Eleventh Doctor : It's not working.
The Tenth Doctor : We're both reversing the polarity.
The Eleventh Doctor : Yes, I know that.
The Tenth Doctor : There's two of us, I'm reversing it, you're reversing it back again, we're CONFUSING the polarity!
The Doctor : Good afternoon. I'm looking for the Doctor.
The Tenth Doctor : Well... you've certainly come to the right place.
The Doctor : Good! Right! Well, who are you boys? Oh, of course! Are you his companions?
The Eleventh Doctor : His companions!
The Doctor : They get younger all the time! Well, if you could point me in the general direction of the Doctor...
[10 and 11's screwdriver whirr]
The Doctor : Really?
The Eleventh Doctor : Yeah.
The Tenth Doctor : Really.
The Doctor : You're me? Both of you?
The Tenth Doctor : Yep.
The Doctor : [pointing at 11] Even that one?
The Eleventh Doctor : Yes!
The Doctor : You're my future selves?
The Tenth Doctor : [with 11th Doctor] Yes!
The Doctor : Am I having a mid-life crisis!
Tenth Doctor : Big red rubbery thing covered in suckers. Surprisingly good kisser.
The General : We'd be lost in another universe. Frozen in a single moment. We'd have nothing.
Eleventh Doctor : You would have hope, and right now that is exactly what you don't have!
The General : It's delusional! The calculations alone would take hundreds of years!
Eleventh Doctor : Oh, hundreds and hundreds.
Tenth Doctor : But don't worry. I started a very long time ago.
War Doctor : There's still a billion billion Daleks up there attacking us!
Eleventh Doctor : Yes, there is! There is!
Tenth Doctor : But there's something those billion billion Daleks don't know!
Eleventh Doctor : 'Cause if they did they'd probably send for reinforcements!
Clara : What? What don't they know?
Eleventh Doctor : This time... there's THREE of us!
War Doctor : [to his counterparts] Go back! Go back to your lives. Go and be the Doctor I could never be. Make it worthwhile.
Tenth Doctor : All those years, burying you in my memory.
Eleventh Doctor : Pretending you didn't exist, keeping you a secret even from myself.
Tenth Doctor : Pretending you weren't the Doctor, when you were the Doctor more than anybody else.
Eleventh Doctor : Because you were the Doctor on the day it wasn't possible to get it right!
Tenth Doctor : And do you know why I know that you're a fake? Because you're such a bad copy. It's not just the smell, or the unconvincing hair, or the atrocious teeth, or the eyes just a bit too close together, or the breath that could stun a horse. It's because my Elizabeth, the real Elizabeth, would never be stupid enough to reveal her own plan.