"The Daleks," breathed the Doctor, "my oldest enemy."

"They're a bit of rubbish, if you ask me." Donna shouted

"Donna, you don't understand, they'll kill you in a split second!"

"Shut up, Alien boy! I can handle this myself."

"No, Donna. A gun? I'll take that. Stay here."

"Doctor-"

"Stay!."