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ROMANA: Leela! You’ll kill him! LEELA: That is the idea! ROMANA: But it’s not Torvald you’re killing!
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ANDRED: (Choking) Leela–! You don’t understand–! LEELA: I understand you are devils! Rotten to the core! You, Erich, Torvald One. You watch! Watch me squeeze all the lies from your future self’s throat!
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TORVALD: Go on, read! [Romana sighs] ROMANA: Very well. [Annoyed, speaking quickly] I, Romanadvoratrelundar, President of Gallifrey, do confess to having transgressed all the tenets of Rassilon’s laws, vis– vis!? I’m sorry, I’d never say vis. Far too pompous, makes me sound like a lawyer. TORVALD: Read. ROMANA: Wilful intervention in the affairs of other planets. Intervention for the purposes of political gain. Blah, blah. Misdirection of my people’s officers in the pursuit of the above. Oh, this is good. Accordingly, I do hereby decree [Chuckles] hereby decree? Pah. That my Presidency’s been sooo tainted by my personal incompetence that I order all my deeds and acts in office undone by forced temporal alteration. [Chuckles] So that’s it! The President who never was?
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ROMANA: Why did you do it, Torvald? [Forcefully] What was it for? TORVALD: Use the mind probe, Madam President. Ah, no. You banned it, didn’t you? To prove a point. About Sissy, and her sister. NARVIN: Charlotte? TORVALD: Yes. Charlotte. She was supposed to have died in a crash. Only, she didn’t, because a friend of the President’s had intervened, and the great Imperiatrix of Gallirey herself, well, because her friend was involved, she turned a blind eye to the whole affair. ROMANA: That’s not how it was.
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ARKADIAN: Miss Joy was a monster? Well, well, well. I never knew! LEELA: I can tell you are lying. It is when your lips move!
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TORVALD: Leela! You’ll kill Leela! ROMANA: Like you care! TORVALD: You don’t understand! ROMANA: Understand what, Torvald!? TORVALD: She’s my wife!
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TORVALD: You’re mad! ROMANA: Boiling mad! Time is not a game, Torvald! You, Narvin, Arkadian - silly boys, the lot of you! Treating the timeline like a train set in the attic!
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K9 MARK II: Calculation requires values for volume and tensile strength of objects, plus speed and momentum of train and friction of rails, mistress. ROMANA: [Pained] Can’t you just guess?
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ROMANA: A new feature of the Type 70A. I’ve been dying to find a use for it. K9 MARK II: Pause decays in two microspans, mistress. ROMANA: Is that all? What was the point of that! What a useless feature.
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ROMANA: Pause, K9. K9 MARK II: I have no paws. ROMANA: Pause the materialisation.
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ROMANA: Hello, K9. Sorry you’ve missed all the fun. K9 MARK II: Warning, mistress. Sensors indicate TARDIS positioned in unstable timeline. ROMANA: That’s the fun you’ve been missing.
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SISSY: Taxidermist? JOY: Of course, dear. Look at your situation. You’re stuffed already.
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SISSY: I didn’t order any of that. It wasn’t my fault! TORVALD: Maybe. Maybe not. But you turned a blind eye. That’s why they call you a Nazi.
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TORVALD: No. No, she’s coming with me. ROMANA: (Angrily) Oh, let go of me. You’re a fool, Torvald. You’re only making it worse. TORVALD: No, Madam. I- I will shoot you. NARVIN: Oh, go on then! Add assassination to the list! This will be worth a vaporisation, at least!
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NARVIN: So, Torvald, confession please, then we can skip to the punishment without all the bother of the torture and the trial.
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ROMANA: You played me like a violin. ARKADIAN: I am but a humble fiddler. Narvin is the virtuoso here.
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ROMANA: And you didn’t think to tell me? (Angrily) Torvald could have shot me! NARVIN: Well, at least he’d have been exposed.
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