Doktor: Why do you laugh? It is the logical next step to have a human brain integrated into a tank or a plane.
Raiden: Now you're getting into some B-grade sci-fi territory, Dok.
Raiden: Now you're getting into some B-grade sci-fi territory, Dok.
Davitch: The Controller is linked to the transmissions. The entire output goes to her brain - you're not a member of staff, so she doesn't recognize your existence.
Ninth Doctor: What's her name?
Davitch: I don't know. She was installed when she was five years old. That's the only life she's ever known.
Ninth Doctor: What's her name?
Davitch: I don't know. She was installed when she was five years old. That's the only life she's ever known.
— Doctor Who, "Bad Wolf"
Our ancestors, who live within us... beneath us... as part of us were made by your ancestors as you imagine. But silicon and ytterbium are limited. In you... your souls... the gaps between your neurons... we found all the processing space we required.
Computers were wonderful at collecting and collating data, but they could never really interpret it the way a human could.
— Simeon, shellperson installed in the SSS-900-C, The City Who Fought
