Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No need. We've got this.

00d graft suspended in a biological compound, sir.

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

If you'll excuse me...

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

Have... Have you poisoned me?

Doctor? It's Martha.

All the better for seeing you.

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

I said, get up.

Connecting all the Ood in song.

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

I've had enough of this schmoozing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

If your Ood is happy...

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

What do you mean?

They turned him into an Ood?

Please have a drink, sir.

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

Cargo. I could always go in to cargo.

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

Change of plan.