Lilith: And as for you, Sir Doctor— [she pauses as he stares back at her] fascinating. There is no name. Why would a man hide his title in such despair? Oh! [smirks] but look: There's still one word with the power of the days—
The Doctor: The naming won't work on me.
Lilith: But your heart grows cold, the north wind blows, and carries down the distant... Rose?
The Doctor: [instantly incensed, the Doctor stands up and strides toward Lilith to loom over her]Oh, big mistake, 'cause that name keeps me fighting!