Ed ecco l’ultima Top (per ora) dedicata all’Undicesimo Dottore, interpretato da Matt Smith, che domani si rigenererà per dare il posto ad un nuovo Timelord, con il volto di Peter Capaldi.
Così, dopo avervi proposto gli 11 episodi più belli e i momenti più tristi e più divertenti, non poteva mancare una Top dedicata ai grandi discorsi che il nostro amato/odiato Steven Moffat ha fatto pronunciare al Dottore.
Ecco i nostri preferiti, come sempre commentate pure dicendoci quali sono i vostri qui o sulla nostra fanpage!
Atraxi: You are not of this world.
The Doctor: No, but I’ve put a lot of work into it. Hm, I dunno…what do you think?
Atraxi: Is this world important?
The Doctor: “Important?” What’s that mean, “important?” Six billion people live here; is that important? And here’s a better question: is this world a threat to the Atraxi? Well, come on, you’re monitoring the whole planet. Is this world a threat?
The Doctor: Are the peoples of this world guilty of any crime by the laws of the Atraxi?
The Doctor: Okay! One more, just one. Is this world protected?
The Doctor: But you’re not the first lot to have come here. Oh, there have been so many. And what you’ve got to ask is…what happened to them?
The Doctor: Hello. I’m the Doctor. Basically…run.
You are the Daleks!
You — are — my — enemy! — and I am yours! You are everything I despise. The worst thing in all creation. I’ve defeated you. Time and time again, I’ve defeated you. I sent you back into the Void. I saved the whole of reality from you. I am the Doctor, and you are the Daleks!
Let somebody else try first
Hello, Stonehenge! Who takes the Pandorica, takes the universe! But bad news, everyone, ‘cause guess who! Ha! Listen, you lot! You’re all whizzing about; it’s really very distracting. Could you all just stay still a minute, because I! Am! Talking!
Now, the question of the hour is, “Who’s got the Pandorica?” Answer: I do. Next question: Who’s coming to take it from me? Come on! Look at me! No plan, no back-up, no weapons worth a damn! Oh, and something else, I don’t have anything to lose! So, if you’re sitting up there in your silly, little spaceship with all your silly, little guns, and you’ve got 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.
And the days that never came
That’s funny. I thought if you could hear me I could hang on somehow. Silly me. Silly old Doctor. When you wake up, you’ll have a mum and dad, and you won’t even remember me. Well, you’ll remember me a little. I’ll be a story in your head. But that’s OK. We’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Cause it was, you know. It was the best.A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well, I borrowed it. I was always going to take it back.
Oh, that box. Amy, you’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand new and ancient and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Would’ve had… Never had. In your dreams, they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond, and the days that never came. The cracks are closing, but they can’t close properly until I’m on the other side. I don’t belong here anymore. I think I’ll skip the rest of the rewind. I hate repeats. Live well. Love Rory. Bye-bye, Pond.
Good men don’t need rules
The Doctor: Those words. “Run away.” I want you to be famous for those exact words. I want people to call you “Colonel Run Away.” I want children laughing outside your door because they’ve found the house of Colonel Run Away, and when people come to you and ask if trying to get to me through the people I love is in any way a good idea… I want you to tell them your name. Oh, look, I’m angry. That’s new. I’m really not sure what’s going to happen now.
Madame Kovarian: The anger of a good man is not a problem. Good men… have too many rules.
The Doctor: Good men don’t need rules. Today is not the day to find out why I have so many.
I really am just a mad man in a box
I can’t save you from this. There’s nothing I can do to stop this. I stole your childhood and now I’ve lead you by the hand to your death. But the worst thing is, I knew. I knew this would happen. This is what always happens. Forget your faith in me. I took you with me because I was vain. Because I wanted to be adored. Look at you. Glorious Pond. The girl who waited for me. I’m not a hero. I really am just a mad man in a box. And it’s time we saw each other as we really are. Amy Williams, it’s time to stop waiting.
I hope you have as much fun as I did, Alfie.
Hello, Stormageddon. It’s The Doctor, here to help. Be quiet. Go to sleep. No, really. Stop crying. You’ve got a lot to look forward to, you know. A normal human life on Earth. Mortgage repayments, the 9 to 5, a persistent nagging sense of spiritual emptiness. Save the tears for later, boyo. Oh, that was crabby. No, that was old. But I am old, Stormy. I am so old. So near the end. But you, Alfie Owens. You are so young, aren’t you? And you know, right now, everything’s ahead of you. You could be anything. Yes, I know. You could walk among the stars. They don’t actually look like that, you know — they are rather more impressive.
Yeah! You know, when I was little like you, I dreamt of the stars. I think it’s fair to say, in the language of your age, that I lived my dream. I owned the stage. Gave it a hundred and ten percent. I hope you have as much fun as I did, Alfie.
There is so much, so much, to see, Amy
I’m not running away. But this is one corner of one country on one continent on one planet that’s a corner of a galaxy that’s a corner of a universe that is forever growing and shrinking and creating and destroying and never remaining the same for a single millisecond, and there is so much, so much, to see, Amy. Because it goes so fast. I’m not running away from things, I am running to them. Before they flare and fade forever. And it’s alright. Our lives won’t run the same. They can’t. One day, soon, maybe, you’ll stop. I’ve known for a while.
Take it all, baby!
Okay, then. That’s what I’ll do. I’ll tell you a story. Can you hear them? All these people who’ve lived in terror of you and your judgement. All these people whose ancestors devoted themselves, sacrificed themselves, to you. Can you hear them singing?
Oh, you like to think you’re a god, but you’re not a god. You’re just a parasite eaten out with jealous and envy and longing for the lives of others. You feed on them. On the memory of love and loss and birth and death and joy and sorrow. So…so come on, then. Take mine. Take my memories. But I hope you’ve got a big appetite, because I’ve lived a long life, and I’ve seen a few things.
I walked away from the Last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe, and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained. No time, no space – just me. I’ve walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a madman. I’ve watched universes freeze and creations burn. I have seen things you wouldn’t believe. I have lost things you will never understand. And I know things. Secrets that must never be told, knowledge that must never be spoken, knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze! So, come on, then! Take it! Take it all, baby! Have it! You have it all!
I dream about where I’m going
Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. “Of course I dream,” I tell her, “Everybody dreams”. “But what do you dream about?” she’ll ask. “The same thing everybody dreams about,” I tell her, “I dream about where I’m going.” She always laughs at that. “But you’re not going anywhere, you’re just wandering about”. That’s not true. Not anymore. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyone’s. It’s taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but, at last, I know where I’m going, where I’ve always been going: Home, the long way ‘round.