Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But contained in that rhythm, in layers of code,
And the good thing is, he's not dead for long. I get to kill him again!
Oh, sweet.
That's when the Master saw eternity.
Been a long time since we saw each other.
- Shut up. -on my life, you've gotta trust me.
I don't know, I could make grits. What are grits anyway?
Anyway, the Saxon files are attached
We've accessed your files on these Toclafane.
Oh! Wait a minute! I do!
Mrs Rook, now stop it!
He can only travel between the year one hundred trillion
- No, but I'm supposed to sit in. -No, no. It's only a profile piece.
- Martha, it's me. -Dad? What are you doing there?
- My faithful companion. -Mr Saxon.
I'll do what I like!
Still says the Jones family taken in for questioning.
- Don't recognise it. -Hmm, patch it through to the laptop.
Not funny is like this...
- How many do you think? -I don't know!
You've been watching too much TV.
That's so weird, 'cause the day after the election,
For as long as man has looked to the stars
- Finance report, sir. -Military protocol, sir.
This is your reward.
This country needs medicine.
Thank you. Thank you one and all.
Who are you phoning? You can't tell anyone we're here!
Master, just calm down.
- I think... -Yes?
Move it!
- Doctor, what is it? -He's cannibalised the Tardis.
I'll know him. The moment I see him.
It's beautiful.
You could stop this right now, we could leave this planet.
You're trying my patience, sir.
- All right? Martha? -Fine, yeah, I'm fine.