Nata Luna:
THREE: i say old chap, that was my sandwich! DELGADO!M: too late, doctor. its fate is sealed!
Nata Luna:
FOUR: well, master, why have you summoned me? UNDEAD!M: i could murder… a cuppa!
Nata Luna:
CHEETAH!M: i was just getting peckish. join me? EIGHT: ?!?!?
Nata Luna:
TEN: whatever you’re doing, STOP! SIMM!M: i’ve reprogrammed the central heating. d'you have any idea how cold you keep your tardis?!
Nata Luna:
TWELVE: missy, why is the kitchen full of weapons?! GOMEZ!M: i’ve just been down the shops. couldn’t trust you to pick out anything nice.
Nata Luna:
THIRTEEN: what have you done?! DHAWAN!M: idk man i just woke up.
Nata Luna:
DHAWAN!M: don’t fret, doctor. sooner or later we all get the urge to destroy gallifrey.