Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't move. Cassandra, let me go!

Well, I can talk. New new Doctor.

- Why? What is it? -Some sort of hospital.

No, I think I've found him.

Any statements made by the Duke of Manhattan

I'll tell them. And you've no way of stopping me.

You want to be aware of that. Very, very calm.

That's simply not true.

- Ladykiller. -What's happened to you?

But you're not going to...

- Help me. -I can't.

- Now what do we do? -Use the sonic screwdriver.

Think what you look like to them. All pink and yellow.

Well, for starters, you're going to leave that body.

- Oh, too late. I'm going up. -All right, there's another lift.

Oh, sweet Lord! I look disgusting.

Mmm, aren't you just?

The humans across the water pay you a fortune,

It's a new subspecies, Cassandra. A brand-new form of life.

The lifts aren't working...

Leave him! This is a clone thing. He's only got a half-life. Come on!

Hope, harmony and health.

I'm so sorry. I thought you knew.

But they're sick.

And believe me, it was so dismal.

Closer, closer.

There you are. Come and look at this patient.

God, she's with the Doctor.

Two days. I've never seen anything like it.

I can't Adam and Eve it.

Very smart. Not exactly NHS.

All visitors to the hospital will be required to make a statement

then all of a sudden it started crying. It's this one.

Ward 26, thanks.

Well. That's very kind, you strange little thing.