Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(SNIFFLES) I'm sorry, I really am.
A body of some sort has been found inside the wreckage of a spacecraft.
but the Secretary General has asked that people watch the skies.
Don't shoot!
(SIGHS)
Has someone been naughty?
MAN ON MEGAPHONE: Do not move! Step away from the box!
(SIREN WAILING)
This is a bit posh.
Of course, the really interesting bit happened three days ago, see?
of my frankly magnificent time ship,
-It hurt! -You're so gay!
No one knows what they're going to find.
Harriet Jones, MP, Flydale North.
Angle of descent, colour of smoke, everything. It was perfect.
The whole of London must be closing down.
See? The spaceship did a slingshot
(LAUGHING)
Some boyfriend he turned out to be.
Us.
Nevertheless, ordinary life keeps ticking away.
(GROANING)
Hmm?
Spread out, tell the perimeter it's a lockdown.
Oh, my God!
Harriet Jones. MP, Flydale North.
I meant to phone, I really did. I just... I forgot.
(SPEED-DIALLING)
I mean, that's hair-raising.
-Ricky. -It's Mickey.
Today might see it end.
Er, sir?
And that's real?
Oh, that's just not fair.
They turn the body into a suit, a disguise for the thing inside!
(SOBBING)
(THUDDING)
Spaceships. Pigs. Massive diversion. From what?
that the government's bringing in alien specialists,
And for something a little extra special...
Did you think about me at all?
They get us.
This is outrageous.
When you say companion, is this a sexual relationship?
Margaret Blaine, she's with MI5.
There's a strange man in my bedroom.
And, uh, better keep the Tardis out of sight. Ricky!
You ask her, she won't tell me.
My mum was right. That is one hell of an age gap. (HUFFS)
Just this morning you were tiny and small and made of clay.
Coma, shock, hibernation, anything. What does it look like?
detailing the actions to be taken by the government of Great Britain
Where were you?
Patched in the radar, looped it back 12 hours,
The building's evacuated, patients moved out onto the streets.
(METAL CLANKS)
Every day, I looked.
I think I've got too much ballast round the middle.
(SCREAMING)
(JOSEPH LAUGHING)
The Prime Minister left Downing Street. He was driven away!
The only people with the knowledge how to find them