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it’s alright, it doesn’t matter. i don’t need him to like me. it doesn’t matter if he likes me or hates me — i just need to do exactly one thing for you. doctor, am i right?
He loved the bow tie wearing Eleven look-alike because it reminded him of the best parts of himself. The goofy, fun loving, caring, more affectionate side of him. But when he met Danny and Clara tells the Doctor that she’s in love with the soldier, the Doctor only sees the worst of himself reflected.
Twelve’s enmity for Danny draws not from any sense of jealousy, but from his self-loathing.
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I think you mean locations for the next silent hill.
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“When they made this particular hero, they didn’t give him a gun. They gave him a screwdriver to fix things. They didn’t give him a tank or a warship or an x-wing fighter—they gave him a box from which you can call for help. And they didn’t give him a superpower or pointy ears or a heat-ray—they gave him an extra HEART. They gave him two hearts! And that’s an extraordinary thing. There will never come a time when we don’t need a hero like the Doctor.”
― Steven Moffat