The Best Billy Shipton Quotes

Sally: Aren't you on duty, *Detective Inspector Shipton*?
Billy: Nope. Knocked off before we came down here. Told them I had a family crisis.
Sally: Why?
Billy: Because life is short and you are hot. Drink?

Billy: Where am I?
The: 1969. Not bad as it goes. You've got the moon landing to look forward to.
Martha: Oh, the moon landing's brilliant. We went four times. Back when we had transport...
The: Working on it!

Billy: And that's Sally...
Sally: Shipton. SPARROW!

The: Welcome!
Billy: Where am I?
The: 1969. Not as bad as it goes. You've got the moon landing to look forward to.
Martha: Oh, the moon landing's brilliant. We went 4 times
[At the Doctor]
Martha: Back when we still had transport.
The: Working on it!
Billy: How did I get here?
The: Same way we did. Touch of an angel. Probably the same one since you ended up in the same year. No, no, no, don't get up. Time travel without a capsule. Nasty. Catch your breath, don't go swimming for 30 minutes.
Billy: I don't. I can't.
The: Fascinating race, the Weeping Angels. The only psychopaths in the universe to kill you nicely. No mess, no fuss. They just zap you into the past and let you live to death. You die in the past, and in the present, they consume the energy of the life you might have had. They're creatures of the abstract, they live off potential energy.
Billy: What in God's name are you talking about?
Martha: Trust me, just nod when he stops for breath.
The: Tracked you down with this.
[Holds up strange machine]
The: This is my timey, wimey detector. Also, it can boil an egg from 30 paces away. Whether you want it to or not, actually. I've learned to stay away from hens. It's not pretty when they blow.

Sally: But what is it, what's a police box?
Billy: Well, it's a special kind of phone box for policemen. They used to have them all over, but this isn't a real one. The phone's just a dummy and the windows are the wrong size

Sally: Isn't that against protocol, DI Shipton?
Billy: Billy. I'm off duty.
Sally: Aren't you just.

Billy: Drink?
Sally: No!
Billy: Ever?
Sally: Maybe.
Billy: Phone number?
Sally: Fine.

The: Fascinating race, the Weeping Angels. The only psychopaths in the universe to kill you nicely. No mess, no fuss, they just zap you into the past and let you live to death. The rest of your life used up and blown away in the blink of an eye. You die in the past, and in the present they consume the energy of all the days you might have had, all your stolen moments. They're creatures of the abstract. They live off potential energy.
Billy: What in God's name are you talking about?
Martha: Trust me, just nod when he stops for breath.
The: Tracked you down with this. This is my timey-wimey detector. It goes ding when there's stuff. Also, it can boil an egg at 30 paces, whether you want it to or not, actually, so I've learned to stay away from hens. It's not pretty when they blow.