The Matrix records everything

Pandora: The choice will be yours alone, Romanadvoratrelundar.

Romana: Good. Well, I'm glad you accept that. Because if I did become Imperiatrix, it would be in my own right, and for my own good reasons. You have no hold over me, Pandora, I will not be a vessel for your ambitions.

Pandora: My voice will whisper only advice and support.

Romana: And with your eye on the future I could guide Gallifrey into an age of reason, of enlightenment, but only if I accept the ends justify the means. That I should become everything that I abhor.

Pandora: You will act as you think best, though the cost to yourself may be high.

Romana: No. I won't do it. If Darkel wants to challenge me then so be it. I'll fight her on my own terms, with reason, and I will win. Nothing to say Pandora? No more words to tempt me?

Pandora: You will do what you think best.

Doctor: I've done my time.

Sartia: I was talking about Mana.

Doctor: After you killed the god of the wavewalkers, Mana was ready to take the blame.

Romana: It was an accident, I'm sorry.

Leela: Then why do you do those things?

Andred: I don't know! You were right, I'm not the man you married. Somewhere between my regeneration and my masquerade as Torvald, that man got lost, but he's trying to find his way back. He's trying to find his way back to you.

Leela: Romana mentioned something about post... post regenerative trauma. Sounds to me as if you are just weak.

Andred: What do I do, Leela? So many people have tried to tell me, I don't know who to listen to, I don't know who to trust anymore, I know I can't trust myself. But I trust you, Leela. Tell me what to do and I'll do it. Tell me how I can put things right.

Romana: You're not stupid, Leela! And you're not a whining ninny either. So I can only conclude from your recent behaviour that you're experiencing a considerable amount of pain.

Leela: Do you not have a magic machine that can tell you exactly?

Romana: /Leela/ I thought that this would be good for you. I've come to accept you as a valuable asset-

Leela: Asset? Is that what I am, your asset?

Romana: Alright then- a friend. Someone I have come to trust.

Leela: [storming off] Trust has no meaning on your world.

Darkel: And in the President's absence, it seems, Cardinal Braxiatel.

Narvin: The President did under go a considerable ordeal.

Leela: Hello, Hallan.

Hallan: Oh. Ahem. Leela, I, um, I didn't know you were there.

Leela: We "ephemeral aliens like flies" are not always easy to predict. [Leela kicks him, Hallan groans] The fly can bite, Hallan! For a few fleeting beats of your loft hearts, feel its sting on your skin! Are you alright, Mellian? I came here to pay my respects to the Broken Man- a brave man and loyal, I did not mean to-

Mellian: Oh, please don't apologise, Miss Leela, I wouldn't have missed that for anything.

Romana: Leela-

Leela: Yes. Here in these stifling sunless rooms of yours, perhaps I am. I have only one body, this one, I cannot change it. It will not wear your clothes or walk your stilted pathways. I have only one voice inside me, this one, and my words can never be as clever as yours. I have only one mind and it is steadfast but small next to yours, I cannot grasp the games you play with people and their lives and I do not wish to!

Romana: They're not games I choose to play. I'm trying to defend myself, trying to protect my world.

Leela: Yes. It is your world and not mine. I have lived here for many years but it has never been my home and I am unhappy.

Romana: Do you wish to leave Gallifrey?

Leela: ...Yes.