PRALINE: 'Now thats what I call a dead Doctor'
SHOPKEEPER: 'No, no, its stunned'
MR PRALINE: 'Now look my lad,
I've had just about enough of this, that Doctor is definitely deceased, and when I saw that film not nine years ago you assured
me that its lack of series was due to it being tired and shagged out after a long squawk'
SHOPKEEPER: 'He's pining
for the quarries!'
MR PRALINE: 'Pining for the quarries? What kind of talk is that? Look, why did it fall flat in its
back the moment it was aired in America?'
SHOPKEEPER: 'The McGann Doctor prefers kipping on its back, beautiful actor,
MR PRALINE: 'I took the liberty of examining that Doctor, and I discovered that the only reason it was
in the TARDIS in the first place was that it had been nailed there,'
SHOPKEEPER: 'Well of course it was nailed there
otherwise it would have muscled up to those doors and VOOM!'
MR PRALINE: 'Look matey, this Doctor wouldn't 'voom' if
I put spectrox in it, its bleedin' demised'
SHOPKEEPER: 'Its not! Its pining...'
MR PRALINE: 'Its not pining,
its passed on, this Doctor is no more, it has ceased to be, its expired and gone to meet Rassilon, this is a late Doctor!
It’s a stiff! Bereft of ratings it rests in peace, if you hadn't nailed it to the books it would be pushing up the daisies,
its wound down the curtain and joined the choir invisible! This, is an ex Doctor!'