First Level Heading
It all started out as a mild curiosity in the junkyard, and now it's turned out to be quite a great spirit of adventure. Well, it wouldn't be cricket. It is! It's the city of New New York! Strictly speaking, it's the fifteenth New York since the original, so that makes it New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New New York. Oh, my giddy aunt! You were expecting someone else? Think about me when you're living your life one day after another, all in a neat pattern. Think about the homeless traveller and his old police box, with his days like crazy paving.
Yeah? Well I'm the Lord of Time. Yes, well, it's a brilliant noise. I love that noise. I'm Scottish. I can complain about things now. I can really complain about things now. Are you taller? Why? Do you have to reach a high shelf? I'd call you a genius, except I'm in the room. Why can't you leave me alone?! This stuff, or whoever sent it, is cleverer than we are. Unfortunate, isn't it? You see when I started, all those years ago, I was just running. I called myself the Doctor but it was just a name. Then I went to Skaro. And I met you lot. And I understood who I was.
The best thing about a machine that makes sense is you can very easily make it turn out nonsense. We're fallin' through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go... Oh, good grief. Life depends on change and renewal. Do try and keep out of my way in future and in past, there's a good fellow. The time continuum should be big enough for the both of us. I'm the Doctor, I can save the world with a kettle and some string! And look! I'm wearing a vegetable! Please, when Torchwood comes to write my complete history, don't tell people I travelled through time and space with her mother!
First Level 2 Heading
What? What?! WHAT?! Black tie...Whenever I wear this, something bad always happens. Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about? Change, my dear. And it seems not a moment too soon. The least important things, sometimes my dear boy, lead to the greatest discoveries. You may be a doctor. But I'm the Doctor. The definite article, you might say. I'm Scottish. I can complain about things now. I can really complain about things now. Well, it wouldn't be cricket. No sir. Thirteen! When this is all over, you can find a shoulder to cry on. But for now, you need me.
Butterfingers. If I grow to be half the man that you are, Clara Oswald, then I shall be happy indeed. Look at me. No plans, no backup, no weapons worth a damn. Oh, and something else I don't have: anything to lose. So, if you're sitting up there with your silly little spaceships and your silly little guns and you've any plans on taking the Pandorica tonight; just remember who's standing in your way. Remember every black day I ever stopped you and then, and then, do the smart thing. Let somebody else try first.
First Level 3 Heading
I've reversed the polarity of the Neutron flow, so the TARDIS should be free from the force field now. An old friend of mine. Well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares reduced to an exhibit. I'm getting old. You are the only mystery worth solving. No. You're too short and bossy, and your nose is all funny. No… No-no-no-no-wait-wait-wait-wait… I remember I'm-I-I… I'm with my father, we're lying back in the grass, it's a warm Gallifreyan night— You may be a doctor. But I'm the Doctor. The definite article, you might say.
Reverse the polarity of… Old ladies die all the time. It's practically in the job description. The best thing about a machine that makes sense is you can very easily make it turn out nonsense. t's called the TARDIS, this thing. T-A-R-D-I-S. That's Time And Relative Dimension In Space. That’s okay. Culture shock. Happens to the best of us. Jo, did you fail Latin as well as science? Yeah, I came first in jiggery pokery, what about you? So these are my replacements. A dandy and a clown. Sorry, must dash!
Second Level 1 Heading
It all started out as a mild curiosity in the junkyard, and now it's turned out to be quite a great spirit of adventure. Well, it wouldn't be cricket. It is! It's the city of New New York! Strictly speaking, it's the fifteenth New York since the original, so that makes it New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New New York. Oh, my giddy aunt! You were expecting someone else? Think about me when you're living your life one day after another, all in a neat pattern. Think about the homeless traveller and his old police box, with his days like crazy paving.
Yeah? Well I'm the Lord of Time. Yes, well, it's a brilliant noise. I love that noise. I'm Scottish. I can complain about things now. I can really complain about things now. Are you taller? Why? Do you have to reach a high shelf? I'd call you a genius, except I'm in the room. Why can't you leave me alone?! This stuff, or whoever sent it, is cleverer than we are. Unfortunate, isn't it? You see when I started, all those years ago, I was just running. I called myself the Doctor but it was just a name. Then I went to Skaro. And I met you lot. And I understood who I was.
The best thing about a machine that makes sense is you can very easily make it turn out nonsense. We're fallin' through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go... Oh, good grief. Life depends on change and renewal. Do try and keep out of my way in future and in past, there's a good fellow. The time continuum should be big enough for the both of us. I'm the Doctor, I can save the world with a kettle and some string! And look! I'm wearing a vegetable! Please, when Torchwood comes to write my complete history, don't tell people I travelled through time and space with her mother!
Second Level 2 Heading
What? What?! WHAT?! Black tie...Whenever I wear this, something bad always happens. Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about? Change, my dear. And it seems not a moment too soon. The least important things, sometimes my dear boy, lead to the greatest discoveries. You may be a doctor. But I'm the Doctor. The definite article, you might say. I'm Scottish. I can complain about things now. I can really complain about things now. Well, it wouldn't be cricket. No sir. Thirteen! When this is all over, you can find a shoulder to cry on. But for now, you need me.
Butterfingers. If I grow to be half the man that you are, Clara Oswald, then I shall be happy indeed. Look at me. No plans, no backup, no weapons worth a damn. Oh, and something else I don't have: anything to lose. So, if you're sitting up there with your silly little spaceships and your silly little guns and you've any plans on taking the Pandorica tonight; just remember who's standing in your way. Remember every black day I ever stopped you and then, and then, do the smart thing. Let somebody else try first.
Second Level 3 Heading
I've reversed the polarity of the Neutron flow, so the TARDIS should be free from the force field now. An old friend of mine. Well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares reduced to an exhibit. I'm getting old. You are the only mystery worth solving. No. You're too short and bossy, and your nose is all funny. No… No-no-no-no-wait-wait-wait-wait… I remember I'm-I-I… I'm with my father, we're lying back in the grass, it's a warm Gallifreyan night— You may be a doctor. But I'm the Doctor. The definite article, you might say.
Reverse the polarity of… Old ladies die all the time. It's practically in the job description. The best thing about a machine that makes sense is you can very easily make it turn out nonsense. t's called the TARDIS, this thing. T-A-R-D-I-S. That's Time And Relative Dimension In Space. That’s okay. Culture shock. Happens to the best of us. Jo, did you fail Latin as well as science? Yeah, I came first in jiggery pokery, what about you? So these are my replacements. A dandy and a clown. Sorry, must dash!
First Level 4 Heading
What? What?! WHAT?! Black tie...Whenever I wear this, something bad always happens. Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about? Change, my dear. And it seems not a moment too soon. The least important things, sometimes my dear boy, lead to the greatest discoveries. You may be a doctor. But I'm the Doctor. The definite article, you might say. I'm Scottish. I can complain about things now. I can really complain about things now. Well, it wouldn't be cricket. No sir. Thirteen! When this is all over, you can find a shoulder to cry on. But for now, you need me.
Third Level 1 Heading
It all started out as a mild curiosity in the junkyard, and now it's turned out to be quite a great spirit of adventure. Well, it wouldn't be cricket. It is! It's the city of New New York! Strictly speaking, it's the fifteenth New York since the original, so that makes it New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New-New New York. Oh, my giddy aunt! You were expecting someone else? Think about me when you're living your life one day after another, all in a neat pattern. Think about the homeless traveller and his old police box, with his days like crazy paving.
Yeah? Well I'm the Lord of Time. Yes, well, it's a brilliant noise. I love that noise. I'm Scottish. I can complain about things now. I can really complain about things now. Are you taller? Why? Do you have to reach a high shelf? I'd call you a genius, except I'm in the room. Why can't you leave me alone?! This stuff, or whoever sent it, is cleverer than we are. Unfortunate, isn't it? You see when I started, all those years ago, I was just running. I called myself the Doctor but it was just a name. Then I went to Skaro. And I met you lot. And I understood who I was.
The best thing about a machine that makes sense is you can very easily make it turn out nonsense. We're fallin' through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go... Oh, good grief. Life depends on change and renewal. Do try and keep out of my way in future and in past, there's a good fellow. The time continuum should be big enough for the both of us. I'm the Doctor, I can save the world with a kettle and some string! And look! I'm wearing a vegetable! Please, when Torchwood comes to write my complete history, don't tell people I travelled through time and space with her mother!
Third Level 2 Heading
What? What?! WHAT?! Black tie...Whenever I wear this, something bad always happens. Are you capable of speaking without flapping your hands about? Change, my dear. And it seems not a moment too soon. The least important things, sometimes my dear boy, lead to the greatest discoveries. You may be a doctor. But I'm the Doctor. The definite article, you might say. I'm Scottish. I can complain about things now. I can really complain about things now. Well, it wouldn't be cricket. No sir. Thirteen! When this is all over, you can find a shoulder to cry on. But for now, you need me.
Butterfingers. If I grow to be half the man that you are, Clara Oswald, then I shall be happy indeed. Look at me. No plans, no backup, no weapons worth a damn. Oh, and something else I don't have: anything to lose. So, if you're sitting up there with your silly little spaceships and your silly little guns and you've any plans on taking the Pandorica tonight; just remember who's standing in your way. Remember every black day I ever stopped you and then, and then, do the smart thing. Let somebody else try first.
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