Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your real name is hidden.
What do you see?
- And tomorrow he burns to death. -And that's my fault?
Because at heart, what is an Ood...
Right, absolutely. That's good, is it?
You want to smarten yourself up, Quintus,
Oh, my God! What's happened to you?
Sorry, household gods.
Oh, not this time, Lucius. I reckon you've been out-soothsayed.
You're free.
- The goddess Venus. - That's sacrilege!
With your words and your temple containing such size within.
- Who told you that? -The voices.
I'm sure it's fine, but I might have to take it off your hands
- How's your head! -All right, Dad, give us a break.
Well, a little bit. But I never got the chance to look around properly.
- No way. -Yes way.
Whoa!
- What, and you're in charge? -Well, this Time Lord, yeah.
Welcome aboard.
I'm sorry, but I'm not open for trading.
Oh, I bet you will!
The sisters chose for me. I have the gift of sight.
No, no, no, I meant no offence.
This is the gift of Pompeii.
A lord of time.
- I just said "seriously" in Latin! -Well, yeah.
Don't get yourselves in a lava.
You fought her off with a water pistol. I bloody love you!
Donna!
The great god Vulcan must be enraged.
- It pleases you, sir? -As the rain pleases the soil.
The air is going to fill with ash and rocks tons and tons of it,
They're gonna use it to take over the world.
Of course I can. But don't you see?
How’s your head sunshine
Nothing can survive it.
The people of Pompeii are turning to stone before the volcano erupts.
- What was it? -A carapace of stone.