Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm distracting myself.
(WHISPERS) Never.
But the doors are locked. How did you both get in?
I've mentioned this on here before,
Last one.
Oh, yes, I'm glad you asked that again.
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(RADIO STATIC BUZZING)
Oh, well, I, erm...
I reckon she's using my phone to track the origin signal for the DNA bombs.
I'll see you Monday. Pick you up at 8:00.
There's echoes of who I was and a sort of call towards who I am.
- Clamp those onto there. - All right.
so that I'd know when the atmospheric disruptions
Everyone always says "disappeared", but I know she was taken.
You're not human. Who are you?
Make them a part of who I am.
Karl's number's going straight to voicemail.
Maybe tell Graham that.
They're not important.
That's what you're going with?
(WHIMPERING)
Hey, er, look in here.
Rahul's sister.
- GRACE: What's your best guess, love? - (SIGHS)
I've tracked that energy trail from the moment I lost it
(TYRES SCREECH)
Without this, you can't get home.
No, we're not.
- (WHIRRING) - Ryan.
- Scout's honour. - Hello?
(GASPS) I'm sorry.
the wannabe leader who has to cheat because he knows he's unworthy.
- (ALL INHALE SHARPLY) - Not you lot, me.
No. I said it appeared. Out of nowhere.
- (MOBILE RINGING) - Wait one sec.
Warehouse worker.
Good, because we need all the information we can get.
(PANTING) Oi! Tim Shaw!
I'm pretty much not an idiot. I'm actually a capable guy, considering.
Can you smell that? No, not smell.
I'm worried for you, mate.
- (MOBILE RINGING) - Give me nine minutes,
a bit of quiet, and I'll be ready to roll.
If I fall, this falls with me.
Now, please, get off this planet while you still have a choice.
- Not really. - All right. It's a work in progress.
- Would you like me to... - No, thank you.
Because, er, she died.
If we were tracking bomb signals from that creature from the train,