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A magical cottage in the woods is a captivating and enchanting sight that seems to come straight out of a fairy tale. Tucked away in a picturesque setting, surrounded by towering trees and a carpet of emerald green moss, this idyllic haven exudes an aura of tranquility and mystery. The thatched roof of the cottage adds a touch of nostalgia, as if it has stood the test of time and witnessed the passing of generations. Flowers of various hues and perfumes adorn the entryway, inviting visitors into this whimsical abode. A cobblestone path leads the way, weaving through the enchanted forest, where sunlight peeks through the canopy above, casting shimmering patterns onto the ground. Stepping inside the cottage, the air is filled with the scent of burning logs in the fireplace, and the crackling sound of the flames provides comfort and warmth.

The Doctor : Rage, rage, against the dying of the light. William Shakespeare : I might use that. The Doctor : You can't, it's someone else's.

regarding the loss of his only son to the Black Death in his absence Shakespeare Made me question everything, the futility of this fleeting existence, to be or not to be. せんせー わたしのびょうきはなおるんですか sensei watashi no byouki wa naorun desu ka せんせー わたしのびょうきはなおるんですか sensei watashi no byouki wa naorun desu ka せんせー わたしのびょおきはなおるんですか sensei watashi no byouki wa naorun desu ka せんせー わたしのびょおきは sensei watashi no byouki wa なおりません naorimasen N A M I D A N A M I D A N A M I D A N A M I D N A M I D A N A M I D A N A M I D A N A M I D OH MY GOD welcome to the hardtek I またあなた mata anata.

Stepping inside the cottage, the air is filled with the scent of burning logs in the fireplace, and the crackling sound of the flames provides comfort and warmth. The walls are adorned with tapestries depicting scenes from old legends and mythical creatures, further enhancing the magical atmosphere. The furniture is crafted from aged wood, adding to the rustic charm of the cottage.

David Tennant: The Doctor

Martha Jones : So, magic and stuff? It's a surprise, it's all a bit Harry Potter. The Doctor : Wait till you read book seven. Oh, I cried.

William Shakespeare : 'Close up this din of hateful dire decay / Decomposition of your witches' plot! / You thieve my brains, consider me your toy / My doting doctor tells me I am not!' Lilith : No! Words of power! William Shakespeare : 'Foul Carrionite specters, cease your show / Between the points. ' [he looks to The Doctor for help] The Doctor : 761390! William Shakespeare : '761390! / Banished like a tinker's cuss / I say to thee. ' [he again looks to The Doctor] The Doctor : Uh. [he looks to Martha] Martha Jones : Expelliarmus! The Doctor : Expelliarmus! William Shakespeare : 'Expelliarmus!' The Doctor : Good old JK!

The Doctor : Come on! We can have a good flirt later! William Shakespeare : Is that a promise, Doctor? The Doctor : Oh, fifty-seven academics just punched the air. Come on.

The Doctor : Rage, rage, against the dying of the light. William Shakespeare : I might use that. The Doctor : You can't, it's someone else's.

[after landing with the TARDIS] Martha Jones : But are we safe? I mean, can we move around and stuff? The Doctor : Of course we can. Why not? Martha Jones : It's like in those films: if you step on a butterfly, you change the future of the human race. The Doctor : Then, don't step on any butterflies. What have butterflies ever done to you?

Lilith : But your heart grows cold / The north wind blows / And carries down the distant. Rose? The Doctor : Oooh, big mistake! Because that name keeps me fighting!

The Doctor : Queen Elizabeth I! Queen Elizabeth : Doctor! The Doctor : [surprised] What? Queen Elizabeth : My sworn enemy! The Doctor : What? Queen Elizabeth : Off with his head! The Doctor : WHAT?

Martha Jones : [referring to the Globe theatre] It's like your police box; small wooden box, with all that power inside! The Doctor : Oh, Martha Jones, I like you.

The Doctor : Not so different from your time. Look. [points to a man who is shovelling dung into a bucket] The Doctor : . they have recycling. [They pass men standing around a barrel of water] The Doctor : Water cooler moments. Preacher : And the Earth will be consumed by flames! The Doctor : And global warming.

[after trying to explain psychic paper to Martha, and she doesn't understand] The Doctor : I hate starting from scratch.

[about the female roles on stage] Martha Jones : Those are men dressed as women, yeah? The Doctor : Nothing ever changes in London.

The Doctor : [after a witch stopped one of his hearts' beating] Only one heart working. how do you cope like this?

Martha Jones : Am I alright? I'm not going to get carted off as a slave or anything? The Doctor : Why ever would you think that? Martha Jones : Well, not exactly white, in case you hadn't noticed. The Doctor : Well, I'm not exactly human. Just walk round like you own the place, always works for me.

Martha Jones : Hold on, mister! Two hearts? The Doctor : Don't make a habit of it. [Martha laughs as The Doctor gets up, seemingly fine, but then he yells out in pain] The Doctor : Aaah! I've only got one heart working! How do you people *cope*? I've gotta get the other one started. Hit me. Hit me on the chest. [He gestures with his right arm, so Martha hits him on the right of his chest] The Doctor : Gaaah! Other *side*! [Martha hits him on the left of his chest] The Doctor : Urrgh! On the back! On the back! [He bends over and she hits him with both hands clasped together on the back] Martha Jones : Uh! Eh! Left a bit! [She hits him the same way to the left of his spine] The Doctor : Aaah! [cracks his neck and back and stands up] The Doctor : Lovely! There we go! Bada-*boom*-ba! The Doctor : [sniffs] Well, what are you standing there for? The Doctor : [runs out] Come on! The Dome!

Martha Jones : Thing is, though, am I missing something here? The world didn't end in 1599. It just didn't. Look at me, I'm living proof. The Doctor : Oh, how to explain the mechanics of the infinite temporal flux. I know: Back to the Future. It's like Back to the Future. Martha Jones : The film? The Doctor : No, the novelisation! Yes, the film! Marty McFly goes back and changes history. Martha Jones : And he starts fading away- Oh my God, am I gonna fade? The Doctor : You and the entire future of the human race. It ends right now in 1599 if we don't stop it.

[regarding the loss of his only son to the Black Death in his absence] Shakespeare : Made me question everything, the futility of this fleeting existence, to be or not to be. [pauses] Shakespeare : Oooh, that's quite good. The Doctor : You should write that down. Shakespeare : Mmm, maybe not. Bit pretentious? The Doctor : Ehm.

The Doctor : [shouting] The play's the thing. [turning to Shakespeare] The Doctor : And yes, you can use that.

The Doctor : Just think. When you get back, you could tell everyone that you've seen Shakespeare. Martha Jones : Yeah! And then I could get sectioned!

The Doctor : Mr. Shakespeare, isn't it? William Shakespeare : Oh, no. No no no. Who let you in? No autographs, no you can't have yourself sketched with me, and please don't ask where I get my ideas from. Thanks for your interest, now be a good boy and shove. [he then notices Martha] William Shakespeare : Hey, nonny nonny!

Martha Jones : Where's Shakespeare? I wanna see Shakespeare! Author! Author. [looks at The Doctor cautiously] Martha Jones : Do they say that? Do they say "Author?" Audience : Author! Author! [the whole audience begins to chant "Author!] The Doctor : Well. They do now.

Martha Jones : Where are we? No, sorry. Got to get used to this whole new language, *when* are we? The Doctor : [looks up and sees a man about to dump waste out on their heads] Mind that. [He pulls Martha back just before they get pummeled by excrement] The Doctor : Somewhere before they invented the toilet.

The Doctor : The Carrionites vanished. Where did you go? Lilith : The Eternals found the right word to banish us into deep darkness. The Doctor : Then how did you escape? Lilith : New words, new and glittering, from a mind like no other. The Doctor : Shakespeare.

Lilith : [explaining the Carrionites plan] And from this world we will lead the universe back into the old ways of blood and magic. The Doctor : [walks up to her] Hmm, busy schedule. But first you've gotta get past me. Lilith : Oh, that should be a pleasure. [leans in seductively] Lilith : Considering my enemy has such a handsome shape. The Doctor : Now that's one form of magic that's definitely not gonna work on me. Lilith : Oh, we'll see. [cuts a piece of hair off of him] The Doctor : What's that for? What did you do? Lilith : Souvenir.

The Doctor : [finds Lilith floating outside the window] Well that's just cheating. Lilith : Behold, Doctor. Men to Carrionites are nothing but [whips out a doll] Lilith : puppets. The Doctor : Now you might call that magic, but I call that a DNA replication module. Lilith : What use is your science now? [stabs the doll] The Doctor : Aah! [collapses while Lilith flies off laughing]

This cozy sanctuary offers a respite from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, a place where time seems to slow down, and worries disappear. In the heart of the cottage, a grand window frames the scenic view of the surrounding woods. The ever-changing panorama of nature's beauty is in constant harmony with the rhythm of the seasons. From vibrant spring blooms to the fiery hues of autumn, the view from the window is a reminder of the eternal cycle of life. Outside, a well-tended garden bursts with colorful flowers and fragrant herbs. Magical creatures like butterflies and hummingbirds flit from petal to petal, creating a mesmerizing ballet in the air. A small pond nearby reflects the sky above, mirroring the tranquil and serene ambiance. In this magical cottage, time seems to stand still. It is a place where dreams come alive, where one can escape from the worries of the world and embrace the enchantment of nature. It holds secrets and whispers tales of wonder and magic that will forever be cherished by those lucky enough to have found it..

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