Words can't describe what I'm thinking, so I made a Tumblr.
Abzorbaloff:
At last, the greatest feast of all, the Doctor!
The Doctor:
[studying him] Interesting. Some sort of Abzorbatrix... Abzorbaclon, Abzorbaloff...
Abzorbaloff:
Abzorbaloff, yes.
Rose:
Is it me, or is he a bit... Slitheen?
The Doctor:
You're not from Raxacoricofallapatorius, are you?
Abzorbaloff:
No! I'm not the swine; I spit on them! I was born on their twin planet.
The Doctor:
Really? What's the twin planet of Raxacoricofallapatorius?
Abzorbaloff:
Clom!
The Doctor:
Clom?
Abzorbaloff:
Clom. Yes. And I'll return there victorious, once I possess your travelling machine.
The Doctor:
Well, that'll never happen.
Abzorbaloff:
Oh, but it will! 'Cause you'll surrender to me, Doctor. You'll do as I say, [stretches a hand towards Elton] or this one dies. See, I've read about you, Doctor. I've studied you. So passionate, so sweet - you wouldn't let an innocent man die! And I'll absorb him, unless you give yourself to me.
The Doctor:
Sweet, maybe... Passionate, I suppose... But don't ever mistake that for nice.
