Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He can link up with every telephone exchange on the Earth.
I can't, Jack. I've got a job to do.
But that's impossible! The entire war is time-locked!
Locations range far and wide.
Martha, I'm telling you. Don't use Project Indigo. It's not safe!
Nowhere.
Martha Jones!
Is that good or bad? Where are we?
Exterminate!
- No . -Exterminate!
End of the stinking world.
I wish you'd stop giving that fanfare and just tell me what happened!
Mr Smith now at 200%.
Then exterminate them at once!
This message is of the utmost importance.
At the end of the world, you came back to me.
Not now, Captain.
Where the hell have you been? Doctor, it's the Daleks!
Put it through. Let's hear it.
Someone's trying to get in touch.
just as Dalek Caan foretold.
Donna, think, Earth. There must have been some sort of warning.
Captain Jack Harkness, shame on you!
He is coming.
where emperors and Time Lords have failed.
The entire planet!
One second I was in Manhattan...
We're in the Tardis.
Earth has been subjugated.
There was something on your back.
Whoever's done this wants the human race alive.
Harriet Jones, former Prime Minister.
- What was that? - Emergency systems online.
- Connecting you to Mr Smith. -All telephone networks combined.
Torchwood, this is Sarah Jane Smith.
UNIT base...
Quite literally.
But he's dead.
I love you.
- Oh. Nice for some. -I've been promoted.
- Oh, good luck! -Yeah, good luck, sweetheart.
he chose his companions well.
Tell me what are we going to do.
Dalek saucer heading for the Bay. They've found us.
- So what do we do? -We've got to get help.
Opening Subwave Network to maximum.
Good!
Time Lords are the stuff of legend.