Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Pyrovile are stealing all its power.
What is it?
- I like the toga. -Thank you.
I said it'd never last. She said, "1 know." Well, she would.
Thank you for everything.
Everything I'm about to say to you is true, I swear.
- Does it hurt? -It is necessary.
You were right.
- But why? -This word, this image in your mind,
an almighty empire, bestriding the whole of civilisation!
My masters will follow the example of Rome itself,
- And so am I. -Mr and Mrs Spartacus?
If there are aliens at work in Pompeii, it's a good thing we stayed.
The sun will rise, the sun will set. Nothing special at all.
What's that, then, like the mayor?
An awful lot of damage. But we rebuilt.
Lucius! My pleasure, as always.
Thank you.
I told you to get rid of it!
The prophesies of women are limited and dull.
chief augur of the city government.
Quintus, me old son, this Lucius Petrus Dextrus.
But why do they need a volcano?
A temple made of wood,
This is a new age.
- Do you get any choice in that? -It's not my decision.
What's that thing?
- What have you got? -Enlighten me.
The veil will be parted, and you'll be a seer.
Didn't you think of moving away? Oh, no, then again, San Francisco.
It echoed back into the Pyrovillian alternative.
- Where'd you get the pattern? -on the rain and mist and wind.
Is this what's gonna happen to all of you?
They don't know what it is. Vesuvius is just a mountain to them.
I can never go back. I can't. I just can't. I can't.
It has come, as foretold in the prophecy.
What with that and our Evelina about to be elevated...
- And the ropes? -Yeah, not so much.
Look, don't tell the Doctor I said anything 'cause he'll kill me,
I'll see you later.
Every waking second I can see what is, what was, what could be, what must not.
Your home is lost in fire, is it not?
It's never forgotten, Caecilius.
The false prophet will surrender both her blood
But we have venerated her words for generations.
It's Pompeii or the world.
A face of stone.
You're not supposed to laugh. Thanks for that.
More to the point, why don't you know about it?
Words of wisdom. Words of power. Words of wisdom...
A female soothsayer is inclined to invent all sorts of vagaries.
But that's what you do. You're the Doctor, you save people.
The tall one, he calls us mad.
You told me not to tell you.
He's on Foss Street. Big fellow, can't miss him.
If we'd moved to Rome, like I said, she could have been a vestal virgin.