Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dad, come and see.
End of the line.
Supreme Dalek on the bridge.
I gave myself to them.
Is it the rift? Gwen, Ianto, you okay?
Three, two, one!
We haven't much time.
Not a trace.
Lost, lost, lost, lost. Oh! The lost moon of Poosh!
Was it some sort of earthquake or...
Come on, Doctor!
The planets didn't come to us, we came to them.
I'm transferring the Subwave Network to Torchwood.
You're Donna Noble's family, right?
Lift the central panel, there's a string of numbers that keep changing.
Just, "The darkness is coming."
I can't speak to her then, can I?
-using all the power of the rift... -And we've got Mr Smith.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are at war.
You know what to do!
- Yeah, it's funny, though. -Gwen, come and see.
- Phone! -Phone!
Dr Jones, if you're not too busy...
Rose.
Find me, Doctor.
Callufrax Minor. jahoo. Shallacatop. Woman Wept.
Geneva is calling a Code Red.
Exterminate! Exterminate!
The children of time are moving against us.
Emergency temporal shift took him back into the Time War itself
There's another signal coming through. There's someone else out there.
- Dad... -Look, you get back inside, Sylvia.
So far there has been no explanation of the 26 planets
Not me.
No, she wouldn't let me. She said they're naughty.
Was anything happening back in your day,
90 years old.
Belong in the myths and whispers of the higher species.
I'm sorry, it's too late.
Brilliant! Who's the kid?
Grid power activated.
Give me a cigarette. Right now. Confirm all stations still online.
anyone and everyone who can help to contact the Doctor.
A little bit bigger than South Wales.
Erm, no. I don't think so. No.
That's Martha. And who's he?
I'm regenerating.
That's my son.