- The Doctor: Okay then. That's what I'll do; I will tell you a story. Can you hear them? All these people who lived in terror of you and your judgement. All these people who's ancestors devoted themselves, sacrificed themselves to you. Can you hear them singing? Oh, you like to think you're a god. You're not a god, you're just a parasite, eaten out with jealousy and envy and longing for the lives of other. 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 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 and 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!
- The Doctor: Hey, do you mind if I tell you a story? One you might not have heard. All the elements in your body were forged many, many millions of years ago in the heart of a far away star that exploded and died. That explosion scattered those elements across the desolations of deep space. After so, so many millions of years these elements came together to form new stars and new planets. And on and on it went. The elements came together and burst apart forming shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings. Until, eventually, they came together to make you. You are unique in the universe. There is only one Merry Galel and there will never be another. Getting rid of that existence isn't a sacrifice, it is a waste!
- The Doctor: There's one thing you need to know about traveling with me. Well, one thing aside from the blue box and the two hearts. We don't walk away.
- Dave: This exact leaf had to grow in that exact way in that exact place so that precise wind could tear it from that precise branch and make it fly into this exact face at that exact moment. And if one of those tiny little things had never happened, I'd never've met you, which makes this the most important leaf in human history.
- Clara: You're going to fight it, aren't you?
- The Doctor: Regrettably yes, I think I might be about to do that.
- Clara: It's really big.
- The Doctor: I've seen bigger.
- Clara: Really?
- The Doctor: Are you joking? It's massive!
- Clara: Still hungry? Well, I brought something for you. This - the most important leaf in human history. The most important leaf in human history! It's full of stories. Full of history. And full of a future that never got lived. Days that should've been that never were... Passed on to me. This leaf isn't just the past, it's a whole future that never happened. There are billions and millions of unlived days for every day that we live; an infinity! All the days that never came! And these are all my mum's.
- The Doctor: Where do you wanna go, aye? What do you wanna see?
- Clara: I don't know. You know when somebody asks you what's your favourite book and straight away you forget every single book you've ever read?
- The Doctor: No, totally don't.
- Clara: Well, it's a thing... that happens.
- The Doctor: You remind me of someone.
- Clara: Who?
- The Doctor: Someone who died.
- Clara: Well, whoever she was I'm not her, okay? If you want me to travel with you, that's fine. But as me, not a bargain basement stand-in for someone else. I'm not going to compete with a ghost.
- The Doctor: No.
- [Takes Clara's mother's ring out of his pocket]
- The Doctor: They wanted you to have it.
- Clara: Who did?
- The Doctor: Everyone. All the people you saved.
- [Clara takes the ring and kisses it]
- The Doctor: You. No one else. Clara.
- The Doctor: Okay. Time to let go.
- Clara: I can't.
- The Doctor: Clara, you have to.
- Clara: Why?
- The Doctor: Because it really hurts.
- Clara: Sorry.
- Clara: I say leg it.
- The Doctor: Leg it where exactly?
- Clara: Dunno. Lake District?
- The Doctor: Oh, the Lake District's lovely. Let's definitely go there. We can eat scones. They do great scones in the 1920s.
- Ellie: [in the past; the Doctor has just been hit in the head by a soccer ball kicked by young Clara] Oh, my stars! Are you alright?
- The Doctor: [puts his hands up in a defensive position] Fine, marvelous, refulgent.
- [pause]
- The Doctor: Possibly a touch embarrassed.
- The Doctor: Well, come on then. Eat up. You're full? I expect so, because there's quite a difference, isn't there, between what was and what should have been. There's an awful lot of one, but there's an infinity of the other. And infinity's too much, even for your appetite.