Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damn well better.

Visual impulses travelling towards the brain.

What if one of those is the Dalek seeing a star?

Nanoscaler engaging... now!

Where are we going?

Die all you like. Not my problem.

I'm in the cortex!

But it's smaller on the outside.

They've dumped him in here. Organic refuse disposal.

We'll be following you all the way, Rescue One.

That's true, sir. He did.

And I will show it something that will change its mind forever!

There is someone that I always wanted to meet.

No, there must be more than that.

Wouldn't mind something to do for the rest of me life.

and definitely brave.

The endless rebirth of the universe!

Watch it, decontamination tubes are hot.

We're hereto shoot you dead if you turn out to be a Dalek spy.

I'm standing where I've never been.

Actually a hole for a bolt.

The Dalek isn't just some angry blob in a Dalekanium tank.

We made it. Nobody popped.

Play your cards right and you might.

- Ah, hey. - Hey! Danny.

I just wish you hadn't been a soldier.

Are you going to miniaturise me?

Ross, swallow that!

Ah, you shoot people and then you cry about it afterwards?

I like to think there's a moral dimension.

Are you wearing a Geiger counter?

This is gun girl. She's got a gun and she's a girl.

- Don't look down. - Good luck!

Underneath it all, I think you're kind

Wasp fighters to action stations!

I think that was it.

I'm part of you.

The Daleks are evil after all. Everything makes sense.

The malfunction is corrected.

- Yes, there is. - No, Gretchen.

Destroy the Daleks!

What chance?! have my orders!

I thought you might have a... a rule against soldiers.

Radiation approxing 200 rads. Danger levels.

What kind of defence mechanism?

How did I get here?

Rusty, come on, talk to me. What's going on?

Okay, new objective. We are taking this Dalek down.