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History is, you male fool. History is. Time is. - I was out for a stroll with my French Club, when this horrible great jelly... - No complications - ...must not distribute - Escape to Danger! - Who am I? Who am I? - you jumped 2.362m at the last Olympics - We meet at last. I wondered if we ever would - Condo like girl - You're the Examiner... or maybe you're not - Eldrad MUST live! - Brazil? Where the nuts come from - and boy am I sick of that sonic screwdriver - unlimited rice pudding - she has broken the cardinal rule of Gallifrey - bring me that fake terranium - we call it 'fondant surprise' - if you could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds, and watch them wheel in another sky, would that satisfy you? Yes! - look at the size of that one, Doctor - there are no prisoners on Dulcis - great chunks of my past, detaching themselves like melting icebergs - Brotodac. You're a discerning sort of fellow. Choose a planet. Any planet - yes, crossing over to France, tonight - Leave the girl, it's the man I want

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History is, you male fool. History is. Time is. - I was out for a stroll with my French Club, when this horrible great jelly... - No complications - ...must not distribute - Escape to Danger! - Who am I? Who am I? - you jumped 2.362m at the last Olympics - We meet at last. I wondered if we ever would - Condo like girl - You're the Examiner... or maybe you're not - Eldrad MUST live! - Brazil? Where the nuts come from - and boy am I sick of that sonic screwdriver - unlimited rice pudding - she has broken the cardinal rule of Gallifrey - bring me that fake terranium - we call it 'fondant surprise' - if you could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds, and watch them wheel in another sky, would that satisfy you? Yes! - look at the size of that one, Doctor - there are no prisoners on Dulcis - great chunks of my past, detaching themselves like melting icebergs - Brotodac. You're a discerning sort of fellow. Choose a planet. Any planet - yes, crossing over to France, tonight - Leave the girl, it's the man I want -