Justin Richards Quotes

Madame Vastra and the others made their return to Paternoster Row by a circumspect route. Strax in particular was keen to intercept any individual he suspected might be following and forcibly remove a variety of their limbs and appendages. But Jenny prevailed upon him that most of the people he singled out were merely walking past. Given the lateness of the hour there were, thankfully, not many.
'What about him?' Strax said, pointing to a figure shambling slowly along on the opposite pavement.
'That old lady is selling lucky heather, and she's heading in a different direction so she's unlikely to be following us.'
'She could be bluffing. And who is this Lucky Heather anyway?'
'It's heather – it's a plant not a person. It's supposed to be lucky.'
'Not if I catch her, it won't be.'
'Strax,' Vastra said simply. 'No.

When the townsfolk emerged from their homes a couple of hours later to raise their faces to the golden sun rising briefly above the distant mountains, they were greeted not with the usual whisper of falling snow, but with clanks and thumps and what may have been Gallifreyan swearwords drifting from the upper section of the Clock Tower. Distracted

Strax gave a snort of amusement. 'It is surely a very simple choice. One option is for a quiet life with honest work amongst other humans paying a living wage and with prospects of promotion within a distinguished household. The other... ' He drew himself up to his full height and looked up at them, 'is the prospect of constant danger, fear and risk. No chance of ever seeing your friends again, or making new ones. The knowledge that death waits around the next corner and you are unlikely to see the end of the next week without at the very least a serious injury. A glorious alternative.

The Doctor snorted. 'Wimp!' He squared his shoulders and turned towards the fire, grinning. 'Race you.' And he was off, running. Jack hesitated, sighed, swore, and ran after him. Levin and Krylek, Catherine and the villagers stared after them in astonishment. Two dark figures running though fire ...

The Doctor's plan, such as it was, was to escape from Barinska without being shot.

That,' said Benny, 'is about as convincing an argument as the works of those historians who claim there was a fifth Teletubby.

Heroes can be found in the most unlikely places. Perhaps we all have it within us to do great things, but may simply lack the circumstances or the reasons to be heoric.

He ain't my friend,' Harry said. 'Not no more, he ain't.'
Strax leaned across to Jenny. 'At what age do these cubs become grammatical?' he demanded.
'Depends,' she told him. 'At what age do Sontarans become pacifists?

The guards had asked the Doctor to please wait in the hallway until Mr McCavity had time to see him. So it seemed only polite, the Doctor thought, to wait until they had gone before he wandered off to explore the house.

I discovered to my relief and delight that it "was" a gun in his pocket.

Whatever humanity inflicts on itself, nature can always go one better.

I'm pretty good with a screwdriver. I don't mean the drink, though actually, now I come to think of it ...

There may not be time.' Strax said, 'to conduct a full surveillance regime according to prescribed regulations in order to formulate a coherent strategy of the best method to effect entry.'
'That's true,' Madame Vastra agreed. 'So I suggest you simply break down this door.

Hey, tell me, when did this conversation go completely whoosh?

Four days after his own funeral, Albert Wilkes came home for Tea.

Magic is just a term people use for things they're too primitive to understand properly.