Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It might be best if you stayed over there for now. Hmm?

Ooh, roof's going to give.

No, leave it to me.

Cleaves, you... You got cut off. Say again. What's the request?

Come in, this is urgent.

I needed to see the Flesh in its early days,

looking for a way home.

Oh, she's been out here for hours.

Oh, don't be crazy. Okay, what happens to you, hmm?

And whatever happens, however hard, however far, we will find you.

What's wrong with her?

Inspire them to rise up.

- There may be a way back from this. -From being vaporised? How?

- Don't you dare! -I've had it with this.

As soon as we can. Give me the code word.

From the crypt? It's not on the schematics.

Yeah, and so am I. We both contain the knowledge

He's got this wee dance he does when he gets over-excited.

Gangers or no Gangers, we need to get the hell out of here.

It's small and red and it tastes like burnt onions.

No, tough, dependable, sexy.

This is our chance. How can we route the shuttle to the courtyard?

Yeah, well, I'm struggling to.

Ignore them, it's not far.

It's fine. I'll handle it.

The way things are, mate,

Hello? Can you hear me?

These temperature gauges are rising.

Daddy? Where's my daddy?

So, let's stop them.

- Doctor? -Nothing.

And what if you're wrong?

- Ah! Ow! -They're pumping acid off this island.

We've been through too much. You're my Doctor, end of.

But we can't get low enough.

This is going to overheat and fill the room with acid.

Shuttle. We're dropping down on our approach.

Hey! Hello, bud.

Can you imagine what kind of hell they're in?

We have to be free.

St John's calling the mainland-.

Yowza! An escape route.

of over 900 years of memory and experience.

Ah! That's not a problem, I have something for that.

Make them stop.