Quotes

The Pirate Planet: Part One

K9: Suggest you allow Mistress to make contact.
The Doctor: Nonsense! Making contact with an alien race is an immensely skilled operation. It calls for tact and exper... What would SHE know about it?
Romana: [in background making contact] Hello. Excuse me...
K9: She is prettier than you, Master.
The Doctor: [nonplussed] Is she?

The Doctor: Well, according to these space-time coordinates, we have arrived at precisely the right point in space at precisely the right time.
Romana: Yes, I know.
The Doctor: But to the wrong planet.
Romana: What?
The Doctor: This isn't Calufrax.
Romana: Then where are we?
The Doctor: I haven't got the faintest idea.

The Captain: Imbeciles! Fools! Thrice worse than incompetent idiots! What pernicious injury have you inflicted on my precious engines? Mr. Fibuli!
Mr. Fibuli: Captain!
The Captain: Are you trying to scuttle this planet?

The Doctor: [checking out pavement rubble] Extraordinary! The place is littered with them. Diamonds, Andromedan bloodstones, gravel, more diamonds... Don't they have street sweepers here?

The Doctor: [butting in on a family problem] Excuse me. Are you sure this planet's meant to be here?

[the Captain is unimpressed with a mining report]
The Captain: Tah! Baubles! Baubles! Dross and baubles! We must find Visilium. We must find Madranite 1-5.
Mr. Fibuli: Well, sir, we have located a new source.
The Captain: Excellent, excellent.
Mr. Fibuli: That's what caused the delay, Captain. We wanted to be absolutely certain. It's in an unexpected sector. Here, let me show you this chart.
[the Captain glances at it, then tosses it aside]
The Captain: We'll mine it. Make immediate preparations.
Mr. Fibuli: Well, there is something rather curious, Captain. Uh, here is a detailed description of the sector.
The Captain: [angrily casts the document away] I said, we'll mine it, Mr. Fibuli!
Mr. Fibuli: But sir...
The Captain: Make immediate preparations - NOW! - or I'll have your bones bleached!

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