Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Lost them a long time ago.
He could have done that already.
(BREATH TREMBLING)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS) I really need a new coat.
I know. I've got this.
Yeah.
I'll see if there's been any more reports on that object.
- Yeah! - Yasmin Khan.
- I am special. - Yes, you are.
Oh.
you swing the arm round next to Karl's crane.
- No, I don't know, but... - But you're worried about
Smart, funny, caring, special.
- I'm his nan, Graham's my husband. - Ah.
DOCTOR: Karl's the data! That's what it was gathering on the train.
I am valued. I am special.
So you three know each other?
Ohh! He's got a face of teeth!
(INHALES SHARPLY)
The recall from the pod you travelled in.
And I should have gone
I don't know. If I could analyse that...
Even if it isn't, thank you.
What they would have thought and said and done.
No. No, mate.
Not a weapon blast.
DOCTOR: If you've finished, let's be really clear.
Oh, yeah. Long story.
- Hiya, Nan. - GRACE ON PHONE: Ryan, love?
Do you ever think he's going to call me granddad?
All right, the shapes disappeared. A few seconds later that appeared.
(DEVICE BEEPING)
When you two came onboard, it zapped us all with these.
- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING) - Whoa!
there's no need for me to take any further police action
And thank you to Kevin the bus driver
(SCREAMING IN AGONY)
Whoa! Ahhh! (GASPS)
What is it?
What are you?
I'm sorry that thing on the train planted these bombs inside you
- MAN: Get off of there! - (WOMAN SCREAMS)
- No time like the present. - (WHIMPERS)
- Go home. - (DEVICE WHIRS)
She died like she lived, trying to help other people.
Come on. Keep up.
Pop on over.
Got him. Karl Wright, operator for Skylark Building Services.
The, er...
Let him go!!!
(MICROWAVE DINGS)
Right, I think this shows us. Ready?
You can't come up here.
Because this is my home, and I'm not having it being an alien battleground.
GRAHAM: Hey, don't wind him up!
- What? - Oh, yeah!
Actually, that might have been me.
Very comfy sofa.
He is the trophy.
Daisy, love, I've got to go now.