Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Come on! -Frank!
It's real. It's now.
Daleks are supreme. Humans are weak.
- Who did? -The masters.
Don't argue with me!
No, let me go!
- What do you mean, creatures? -Look, listen, just trust me.
How come they can do that
Got a nasty feeling we're being kept in the larder.
Where would I go?
989. Hold on, now that means planet of origin...
- How about this? I found it backstage. -Perfect.
for the future of Dalek-kind. Now bring me the human!
They're flat out, and you want us to go faster?
Laszlo, he'd wait for me after the show.
I think our detour just got longer.
You have rare ambition.
Intelligence scan - initiate.
Shine your torch through it.
Tallulah, she'll love you just as much as I do.
I didn't touch it.
It's all we got.
It can talk. How does it talk?
Come on, we're nearly done.
- Frank! -No!
Herbert Hoover, 31st President of the USA, came to power a year ago.
- Tallulah! -I'm coming! Quit yelling!
- That Diagoras bloke, was he lying? -Looks like it.
There's a whole lot of runaways in the camp, younger than me
The Wall Street Crash, yeah. When was that, 1929?
What have they done to you?
What do you mean, what sort of accidents?
# Your simple smile your bewitching lies
So Why'd he want people to come down here?
This one will become a Pig Slave. Next.
I got five hundred men working seven days a week.
- Italians? -Bit further than that.
Anybody else? Enough with the questions.
like he doesn't want me to see him?
It's the capacitors I need.
- Get off the stage, you're spoiling it. -But look, over there!
Like an angel.
- I'm gonna punch you. -Quit complaining, Myrna.