- Rorvik: Run, Doctor. Scurry off back to your blue box. You're like all the rest - LIZARDS when there's a man's work to be done. I'm sick of your kind: faint-hearted, do nothing, lilly-livered bed-wets! This is the end for all of you. I'm finally getting something DONE!
- Doctor Who: Now unless we work very closely together we could be caught here until the crack of doom. Oh, what's the use? Can I have one of your pickles? I had a rush lunch.
- Packard: [to Rorvik] All right?
- Rorvik: Why not. It's his last meal.
- Doctor Who: Well, that goes for all of us.
- Doctor Who: [spotting the TARDIS] There she blows!
- Adric: We found it.
- Doctor Who: Yes. Well, that's one of the advantages of living in a rapidly shrinking micro-universe.
- Romana: What are the others?
- Doctor Who: Other what?
- Romana: Other advantages.
- Doctor Who: Ah, well, that's difficult to say.
- Doctor Who: Biroc! What are you doing here?
- Biroc: Nothing.
- Doctor Who: It's all right for you.
- Biroc: And you, too. Do nothing.
- Doctor Who: Do NOTHING?
- Romana: Of course, Doctor. Don't you see?
- Doctor Who: Yes. That's righ... Do nothing... if it's the right sort of nothing.
- Doctor Who: [manipulating the controls of the M-Z] Don't move, lads; it's on automatic!
- [makes his escape; grabbing K-9]
- Doctor Who: Come on, let's find the TARDIS!
- Rorvik: All right, lads... get them!
- Sagan: It's on automatic!
- Lane: It doesn't HAVE an automatic.