Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your company's telling telling the world that the situation is over.
Uh, the energy from the Tardis
There's always some power floating around...
- You might as well call me Smith. -Smith?
- Thus a new, genuine Doctor was created. -Ta-da!
I'm beginning to understand what he's been through,
No, you are Flesh.
When she asks for you're opinion
Rory and Amy, they may not trust both of us.
- Why? -Why?
Dicken, remember, people are good, in their bones, truly good.
It leads right out of the monastery, maybe even under the Tardis, Doctor.
Dicken, drain the acid well in Crypt One.
Uh, what?
The Army will send a recon team out.
Here it comes!
Nice barrel, very comfy.
Why? No! And why?
Well, she got strong, Rory.
Human source recognised.
Come in.
Why are they here?
Daddy, what's that rumbly noise?
- Is it human? -Yeah, it's human.
- No probs. -Yes.
I can grow.
Of all the humans in all the world, you had to pick the one with the clot.
It'll never hold her.
Because, Amy, I am and always will be the optimist.
I've got to go and get them out!
What are you talking about?
- Contractions? -She's going into labour.
Well, okay, after the Flesh scanned me, I had an accident with a puddle of acid.
We're going to get out of here. We are, we're going to get out.
No, I'm not and I haven't been all along.
No! Hey, you keep away. We can't trust you.
This is the thermostatic chamber. We can stir the oxygen supply from here.
We can't leave without Buzzer!
Doesn't seem like nothing.
The Flesh is struggling to cope with our past regenerations. Hold on!
In fact, if you have a better plan, I'll take you to a planet