Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Exterminate! Exterminate!
Erm, no. I don't think so. No.
Come on, Doctor!
anyone and everyone who can help to contact the Doctor.
We haven't much time.
That's Martha. And who's he?
I can't speak to her then, can I?
Ladies and gentlemen, we are at war.
I'm regenerating.
Lost, lost, lost, lost. Oh! The lost moon of Poosh!
Grid power activated.
Dr Jones, if you're not too busy...
- Phone! -Phone!
You're Donna Noble's family, right?
Find me, Doctor.
So far there has been no explanation of the 26 planets
Just, "The darkness is coming."
Geneva is calling a Code Red.
Not me.
There's another signal coming through. There's someone else out there.
Is it the rift? Gwen, Ianto, you okay?
Belong in the myths and whispers of the higher species.
I gave myself to them.
I'm sorry, it's too late.
-using all the power of the rift... -And we've got Mr Smith.
Emergency temporal shift took him back into the Time War itself
Dad, come and see.
I'm transferring the Subwave Network to Torchwood.
Was it some sort of earthquake or...
You know what to do!
Rose.
Three, two, one!
That's my son.
Give me a cigarette. Right now. Confirm all stations still online.
90 years old.
A little bit bigger than South Wales.
Callufrax Minor. jahoo. Shallacatop. Woman Wept.
No, she wouldn't let me. She said they're naughty.
Brilliant! Who's the kid?
- Yeah, it's funny, though. -Gwen, come and see.
Lift the central panel, there's a string of numbers that keep changing.
The children of time are moving against us.
- Dad... -Look, you get back inside, Sylvia.
Not a trace.
Supreme Dalek on the bridge.
Was anything happening back in your day,
The planets didn't come to us, we came to them.
End of the line.