Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Please have a drink, sir.

If your Ood is happy...

Well, don't just stand there! Get the boltcutters. Rip that door off!

Change of plan.

Connecting all the Ood in song.

But now we've captured this on tape, the cause would seem the same.

Um, what about you? You still want to go home?

If you'll excuse me...

It's weird. Being with you, I can't tell what's right and what's wrong any more.

I said, get up.

Have... Have you poisoned me?

could all the reps please come through to the education suites?

No need. We've got this.

They turned him into an Ood?

Oh, you've had a life of work and sleep, telly and rent and tax,

All the better for seeing you.

Doctor? It's Martha.

Fifty? We're reducing the price to 50 credits?

we like to think of the Ood as our trusted friends.

Don't be so stupid. Of course they know.

I've had enough of this schmoozing.

Oh! All right, then, you and me both.

00d graft suspended in a biological compound, sir.

Cargo. I could always go in to cargo.

The Ood were nothing without us, just animals roaming around on the ice.

What do you mean?

I mean, they're not born with it, are they?

No, that's good. Uh, that's excellent.