Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wait, you said you were ill for six weeks.

She's going cold turkey from being bad.

It's me. The lynchpin is me.

You're helping them?

You... you haven't turned?

The lies are going to become more convincing.

That person creates a psychic link,

- Can someone...? What did she say? - She said it's me.

But they target it with what exactly? How do they sustain it?

- Come on! - Be a good boy for Mummy!

Well, at this point, all that was left of the bloodline

You shouldn't be here. I'll have to talk to the Monks now.

And that window is opening everywhere.

Yeah. You never told us what we needed these for.

an isolated subroutine in a living mind.

Ah, this is where you come in.

powerful enough to beam highly detailed propaganda

Ok, he's out, let's do this.

So, relax, do as you're told.

Somewhere in there, the Monks must have some kind of machine

Nardole doesn't have any,

Found it in the TARDIS.

Now go away, or something.

which forms an anchor that keeps the Monks in power.

If you suspect a colleague, a neighbour or a family member

But I had to say goodbye.

He had to open the vault.

For when you came back.

What are you doing?! It's me, Nardie!

Oh, ok, you carry on."

Yeah, that really has to stop.

Back in the day, I'd burn an entire city to the ground just to

That's why I put up with the rest of them.

They invade somewhere, take control.