Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

Nardole doesn't have any,

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

That person creates a psychic link,

She's going cold turkey from being bad.

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

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

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

So, relax, do as you're told.

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

Found it in the TARDIS.

For when you came back.

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

And that window is opening everywhere.

You're helping them?

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

You... you haven't turned?

Ah, this is where you come in.

Now go away, or something.

The lies are going to become more convincing.

He had to open the vault.

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

powerful enough to beam highly detailed propaganda

Wait, you said you were ill for six weeks.

They invade somewhere, take control.

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

an isolated subroutine in a living mind.

Yeah, that really has to stop.

Oh, ok, you carry on."

which forms an anchor that keeps the Monks in power.

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

But I had to say goodbye.

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

It's me. The lynchpin is me.