Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No matter how difficult the situation, there is no need to shout.
But I've got nowhere to go.
Yum. So many parts. And hardly used.
Do it!
New new Doctor.
That's disgusting. What's wrong with him?
in my mind.
A bit rich coming from you.
Intensive care.
but the human race lives on, spread out across the stars.
Why? What do you think I'm going to do? Flap you to death?
saying that you're millions of years old.
A one-off payment, that's all I want.
That's all they are. Flesh.
New New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York.
You've got a knack for survival, I'll give you that.
Keeps on changing. Life will out.
Well, nice try. Chip, plan B!
How on earth did you cure him?
No sign of a shop. They should have a shop.
Peek-a-boo!
- Cassandra? -Goodness me, I'm a man.
- Go and play with a ball of string. -Everywhere, disease.
What did they pass on? Did you kill them? All of them?
Oh, and I thought we were just sightseeing.
Here we go.
Bullets can't stop it!
although that's impossible.
And her pretty blue eyes were salvaged from the bin.
It's that man again! He's my good luck charm.
The air's sterile. just don't touch them.
Isn't it wonderful?
The Face of Boe is dying.
- Love you. -Bye.
Come on, there's one last thing I can do.
You've been looking.
Oh, baby, I'm beating out a samba.
What about the skin?
Wouldn't it just?
Every full moon, the howling rings through the valley.
There are legends, you know,