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gluing it to a fish and calling it a mermaid.

Mum! It's not like that, he's not...

(ALIEN SQUEALS)

(ALARM BLARING)

Let's have a look, then.

Your behaviour has been shameful, sir.

(CAR HORNS HONKING)

I'm sorry. Can it wait?

-(SCOFFS) -He's not my boyfriend, Mickey.

That's nice. Good boy, Ricky.

You don't need me. Go and celebrate history.

900 years of time and space, and I've never been slapped by someone's mother.

It's Code Nine, confirmed Code Nine.

Oh! Mr Green, sir.

Only by default!

-Keep it moving! -Clear!

And I waited for you, Rose!

How'd you do that, then?

Unconfirmed reports say the body is of extra-terrestrial origin.

stuff through my letter box, and all 'cause of you!

About time you had one. See you later.

I need to talk with Mrs Tyler on my own, thank you.

The city must be gridlocked.

And we can go to Tom at the Embankment.

-Who exactly are the Slitheen? -They're aliens.

JACKIE: The hours I sat here, days and weeks and months.

The authorities are now asking, if anyone knows anything,

I'm shaking my booty. (FARTS)

Funny way to invade, putting the world on red alert.

Why would they do that?

I bet you don't even remember my name!

Except... Hold on.

Well, if it's this much trouble, are you gonna stay here now?

I just don't believe you!

I need to enter this paper.

Police reinforcements are drafted in from across the country

You'd be surprised, an emergency like this.