Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Daleks don't turn good.

Hand on my heart,

You saw the truth, Rusty.

The rebel ship has been identified!

- Excuse me? - I'm going.

We're going to continue the mission.

Yeah. I think there was some sort of energy charge.

And, please, think of another question.

Daleks will die!

Radiation levels increasing.

Brains work with electrical pathways linking up memories!

Oh, it's just a spare power cell but I can track the radiation signature.

I called myself the Doctor but it was just a name.

Urn... You know. A bit of reading.

I am a schoolteacher.

What difference would one good Dalek make?

trying to find the light switch. Who are you?

- Why? - Ever microwaved a lasagne

except the last one,

Entering the cranial ledge now.

I'm sealing up the breach in your power cell.

He was right beside me.

Those antibodies won't give up until we're inside!

A man has just died. You will not talk like that!

You'd better get a move on. There's company coming!

- How long have you been there? - Longer than you would like.

Oh, it's a rollercoaster with you, isn't it?

- How do you know who I am? - He doesn't.

- I wish I could've done more. - Then you should have.

And yet, new stars are born.

They will be exterminated.

My brother just died!

Nanoscaling complete.

- Yes. - I think he's probably her uncle

Oh, good for you. Still making an effort.

Looks like it's about to blow.

- Any questions? - Sir?

I'm about to give some back to you.

which is the main thing.

You've seen a million stars born, so what?

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

It's poisoning the Dalek and us.