Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

the fall of Pompeii.
This way!
There. Now you've made the heavens angry.
She's giving us status.
Oh, yes, very much so.
Pass me that torch.
That doesn't sound like Vesuvius.
Twenty thousand people...
We have slept beneath for thousands of years.
Doctor, she is returning.
No, no, no, I'm talking to the creature inside you.
Some things are fixed, some things are in ?ux.
Uses the power to create a fusion matrix which welds Pyrovile to human.
Look, you...
but I've got a prophecy, too.
is that when the soothsayers started making sense?
The voice of the gods!
Tell me your name!
This Lucius Petrus Dextrus...
Donna!
The stranger would threaten our great endeavour.
But the mountain's worse than ever.
The future is changing.
Just for a second. That's what gave you the gift of prophecy.
Nice to see you laugh, though.
They're footsteps.
There's nowhere to run, Doctor and daughter of London!
- Summon the Cult of Vulcan. -Yes, sir.
Even the longest night must end.
And it's volcano day!
Doctor, you can't!
It's so volcanic.
It's stone.
Come with me.
Thy will be done.
Never mind us.
- Who'd you sell it to? -Old Caecilius.
Quintus, stand up.
Let me tell you about the Sybil, the founder of this religion.
In Rome. Donna Noble, in Rome!