Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Daleks reign supreme.
The abomination is insane!
Excuse me, sorry.
- Where are you taking us? -Daleks do not answer human questions.
All different sizes.
We are declaring war, Doctor.
The picture is far bigger than you imagine.
Don't do this to me.
Doctor, it's all right.
The Doctor's got my phone on the Tardis, but I can't get through.
Clom! Clom's gone! Who'd want Clom?
It can't be.
Where are you, Donna?
Now, enough of words, let's begin.
The end of the world, darling.
I came back.
Oh, you know nothing of any human.
But they haven't got coordinates or stabilisation!
- ...and stay indoors. - Where are you, sweetheart?
Can anyone hear me?
- Dr Jones. -Exterminate! Exterminate!
Planets have been taken out of time as well as space.
Hello? Can you hear me?
We are beyond the Doctor? reach.
Bo-ko-do-zo-go-bo-fo-po-jo.
That's why we need the Subwave. To bring us all together.
One second in the future. The phone call's pulling us through.
Wait a minute. We boost the signal, that's it.
Doctor, it's me.
It's been an honour.
But it's night. It wasn't night. It was 8:00 in the morning!
Get him into the Tardis, quick. Move!
Is anyone hurt?
Someone's established an artificial atmospheric shell,
Yeaaah
You were my last hope.
I thought it was about time we all met given the current crisis.
- When was that? -Strictly professional.