Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm here, stop your bellyaching.
I was helping her look for my ticket.
Oh, God, this is it.
Jackie's attitude.
Just carry on. It's good enough for Lady Di.
No!
Rose!
- Me and Rose were just talking. - Oh, yeah? Talking?
Peter Alan Tyler, my dad.
How times change.
Rose needs a proper father...
Excuse me.
Is this because...
And once I've got my ship back, then I can mend everything.
Excuse me, do you mind? What are you tidying up for?
Shall we have a drink on the balcony?
Did you give my daughter a second-hand name?
And now I'm going the same way.
It's not important. Don't worry about it.
But it's not fair.
Am I a good dad?
No, but he had this phone thing.
This is all my fault.
No, just the Doctor.
You never will unless I sort this out.
Peter Alan Tyler,................... my fucking dad
Jackie doesn't know how to work the timer on the video recorder.
That's a new one. What was it last time?
Maybe it's a godsend, gives you time to think.
(Rose Shouts) Doctor watch out! These fucking Reaper is going to stab and kill you!
I never know where the next meal's coming from.
What's happening? What are they? What are they?