Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If this power station went into meltdown, the entire planet would go...
Over and out.
Oh, but she's clever.
MARGARET: Well, goodness me!
She can start again. Live her life from scratch.
Thank goodness we've got you, our esteemed leader.
How did you think of the name?
Except, I've got these.
-Rexicorico... -Phalvitorius.
What do you make of that, Doctor?
It's none of his business.
Genius! You didn't build this?
More like cheesy.
I had to fly without coordinates.
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
-I'll wait here. -Come on. All girls together.
Should take another 24 hours which means we've got time to kill.
a female Rexicoricophalvitorian can manufacture a poison dart
Thanks to a girl named Gwyneth because these creatures called the Gelth
Thanks for talking.
She's walking round this city because I can change.
Just little me.
Look at the light.
It was unbelievable! Freaked me out. And by the time I got there,
Wait a minute, Rexicor...
Bad Wolf.
The acidity is perfectly gauged to strip away the skin.
but she's up to her eyes in paperwork.
This nuclear power station right in the heart of Cardiff city
Okay, plan of attack. We assume a basic 57-56 strategy,
This isn't just a game.
No, I don't think she's dead.
-Because I will. -I'm sorry.
Why? Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?
Never mind the consequences, off you go.
The planet was actually called Woman Wept
Wasn't planned, it was an accident. Nice accident, though.
Well, of course!
You could phone for help before they had radios and mobiles.
-So, tell us more about this planet, then. -That was it, really.
You're pleading for mercy out of a dead woman's lips.