Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Someone's trying to get in touch.
Martha Jones!
- Oh. Nice for some. -I've been promoted.
One second I was in Manhattan...
This message is of the utmost importance.
But that's impossible! The entire war is time-locked!
He is coming.
Torchwood, this is Sarah Jane Smith.
UNIT base...
Not now, Captain.
Where the hell have you been? Doctor, it's the Daleks!
- Oh, good luck! -Yeah, good luck, sweetheart.
Nowhere.
just as Dalek Caan foretold.
Time Lords are the stuff of legend.
I love you.
Mr Smith now at 200%.
Good!
Whoever's done this wants the human race alive.
- What was that? - Emergency systems online.
where emperors and Time Lords have failed.
He can link up with every telephone exchange on the Earth.
Put it through. Let's hear it.
Opening Subwave Network to maximum.
Earth has been subjugated.
At the end of the world, you came back to me.
Tell me what are we going to do.
Is that good or bad? Where are we?
I can't, Jack. I've got a job to do.
Captain Jack Harkness, shame on you!
- So what do we do? -We've got to get help.
- No . -Exterminate!
Harriet Jones, former Prime Minister.
Exterminate!
There was something on your back.
But he's dead.
We're in the Tardis.
- Connecting you to Mr Smith. -All telephone networks combined.
Martha, I'm telling you. Don't use Project Indigo. It's not safe!
I wish you'd stop giving that fanfare and just tell me what happened!
Dalek saucer heading for the Bay. They've found us.
Quite literally.
he chose his companions well.
End of the stinking world.
Donna, think, Earth. There must have been some sort of warning.
Then exterminate them at once!
Locations range far and wide.
The entire planet!