Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just don't believe you!

You'd be surprised, an emergency like this.

Police reinforcements are drafted in from across the country

Mum! It's not like that, he's not...

Well, if it's this much trouble, are you gonna stay here now?

It's Code Nine, confirmed Code Nine.

Let's have a look, then.

Funny way to invade, putting the world on red alert.

stuff through my letter box, and all 'cause of you!

-(SCOFFS) -He's not my boyfriend, Mickey.

The city must be gridlocked.

Unconfirmed reports say the body is of extra-terrestrial origin.

Your behaviour has been shameful, sir.

Why would they do that?

(ALARM BLARING)

-Who exactly are the Slitheen? -They're aliens.

And I waited for you, Rose!

I need to enter this paper.

Except... Hold on.

I'm shaking my booty. (FARTS)

And we can go to Tom at the Embankment.

The authorities are now asking, if anyone knows anything,

gluing it to a fish and calling it a mermaid.

Oh! Mr Green, sir.

I need to talk with Mrs Tyler on my own, thank you.

You don't need me. Go and celebrate history.

How'd you do that, then?

That's nice. Good boy, Ricky.

About time you had one. See you later.

-Keep it moving! -Clear!

JACKIE: The hours I sat here, days and weeks and months.

Only by default!

(ALIEN SQUEALS)

900 years of time and space, and I've never been slapped by someone's mother.

I bet you don't even remember my name!

(CAR HORNS HONKING)

I'm sorry. Can it wait?