Denim: Wow, that's some storm, sir!
Pocket: Relax, cadet. It'll soon pass.
Denim: Then we will see the sun again?
Pocket: And the world will be shiny and bright.
Denim: Wow, that's some storm, sir!
Pocket: Relax, cadet. It'll soon pass.
Denim: Then we will see the sun again?
Pocket: And the world will be shiny and bright.
Pocket: So what are you thankful for, cadet?
Denim: I'm thankful Master & Mistress showed us "Into The Dalek" last night.
Pocket: That was a good story. I repeat, it was a very good story.
Denim: Well, they may not be good Daleks, but they're good Dalek-lovers.
Pocket: Agreed.
Denim: Where shall we go today, sir?
Pocket: I was thinking we should help out at Helm's Deep.
Denim: Haven't you heard? That's all over. Everyone's heading back to Edoras.
Pocket: Oh, let's go there then. There's sure to be a rockin' party.
Denim: You think they'll notice us?
Pocket: Not a chance. We'll fit right in, you'll see.
Denim: So rising costs mean we get a smaller Cornish Pasty?
Pocket: Yes, you work harder to get less during periods of inflation.
Denim: I thought inflation meant you can pump it up and enlarge it.
Pocket: Then you'd just be full of hot air.
Denim: You mean like a certain Russian dic--
Pocket: Exterminate that thought, cadet! We're so not going there!
Pocket: You take that quarter and I'll take this one. We'll leave the other half for the Humans.
Denim: But sir, what if they decide they want it all?
Pocket: With fish this good? No one could be that cruel.
Denim: I want what I want!
Pocket: I need what I need!
Denim: I refuse to compromise my ideals!
Pocket: I can never compromise what's important to me!
Denim: You're right, sir. This is fun!
Pocket: And easy, too.
Pocket: What could be better than sampling ice cream on the seashore?
Denim: Well sir, you could have splurged on a Cadbury flake.
Pocket: I'm sorry, but we're a bit short on funds today.
Denim: Okay. How about a fossil hunt next, sir?
Pocket: You're on, cadet!
Denim: Sir, it seems ever so long since our last appearance.
Pocket: Yes, it has. Such lapses must be Exterminated!
Denim: You mean, like this Animal-Style Cheeseburger?
Pocket: Don't forget the fries, Cadet. One must never forget the fries!
Denim: Sir, which sauce do you prefer?
Pocket: Actually, I like my 4th Doctor hair as it comes.
Denim: I thought we were consuming the 6th Doctor's hair.
Pocket: Both were fashionable foes.
Denim: And colorful Bakers.
Pocket: All right, Cadet. I'll take a little ketchup.
Denim: What shall we do this weekend, sir?
Pocket: We could take a little time off for fishing, if you like.
Denim: Actually, with so many beautiful birds here, I'd rather to do a little twitching.
Pocket: Better you than me, Cadet.
Denim: Sir, do you really think the Cybermen let us into their luau?
Pocket: Don't worry, Cadet. We'll be sipping Pina Coladas and trading jokes with the Cyber Leader before the evening is over.
From the annals of Dalek lore:
Denim's Favorite Banana Pudding Recipe:
Cover bottom of bowl with banana slices.
Spoon in a generous quantity of chocolate pudding.
Sprinkle with Mini M&Ms.
Top with Whipped Cream and Sprinkles.
And most importantly:
Enjoy as you exterminate Exterminate EXTERMINATE!
From the forgotten files of Dalek yore:
Pocket: Hold still, Cadet, I want to try something.
Denim: What are you doing, sir?
Pocket: Just an experiment, Cadet. Nothing to worry about.
Denim: I am experiencing discomfort, sir. Please stop!
Pocket: Remain calm, Cadet. This experiment will benefit all Daleks.
Denim: Now you will call me sir.
Pocket: Oh boy. Talk about unforeseen developments.
Denim: Who knew we could enjoy Cornish Pasties in America?
Pocket: Only the Mistress, who looked up the recipe.
Denim: What a smart Mistress!
Pocket: No exterminating the Mistress!
Denim: Sir, this Raspberry Bread Pudding looks too good to eat!
Pocket: I advise you to dive into the ice cream before it melts, Cadet.
Denim: Yes, it's so good! Oh...and yet...oh...ouch...the pain!
Pocket: Alert, Cadet! Brain Freeze Imminent! Pull out! Pull out now!