Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Like, if only we could communicate, you and I.
Jodrell Bank's traced the signal, Doctor,
Excuse me, I haven't finished. Where are you going?
The war between the Sontarans and the Rutans.
Unfortunately, he's stranded in Peru.
No, no, no, I need to get the teleport working so that we can get to...
You're just sick.
Trust me, he can do it.
For the glory of Sontar!
Commander Skorr reports victory, with many glorious deaths.
What about this nuclear-launch thing?
Reduced iris contraction,
How?
No matter. Increase the Atmos devices to maximum.
They'll be getting ready for war.
The human female on board ship. It could only be the Doctor's work,
Let me talk to the Sontarans.
The Sontaran ship.
You will face me, sir.
But it's all over the news, sir. It's everywhere.
The spoils of war!
I've got to give them a choice.
You remember him, don't you? 'Cause you've got all her memories.
Ah, you and me, Martha Jones, just like old times.
If I see one more gun...
Castor 36, indeed!
Wonderful.
Doctor, what number are you on?
Its official designation is Castor 36.
As they say in Latin, dona nobis pacem.
You can't even see it.
Stay where you are.
Get back.
Trap One, received. Over.
Wicowsky, take the soldiers into the factory.
We've lost our target practice.
I feel like a kid in my dad's clothes.
Here we go! The old team back together! Well, the new team.
He's a genius.
You might as well have worn a T-shirt saying "clone",
Hmm, somehow that's not making me happy.
Did he see you?
A general would be unwise to reveal his strategy to the opposing forces.
those ordinary people out there, those cattle.
Take aim!
No, not at all. Not me.