Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What I don't get is, when they killed the Prime Minister,
And we sit through it, safe in our spaceship waiting in the Thames.
(ROARING)
He's not that bad, if you gave him a chance.
-We're just idiots. -Well, not all of you.
How long do I wait, then?
Please don't go.
'cause you lot, you get scared, you lash out.
Why don't you just die?
JOSEPH: I can smell an old girl.
Oh, come on, give it here. What do you need?
It's not the way he does things.
We've got to tell someone!
without a special resolution from the UN.
-Well, she's not mine. -That's not fair!
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
Mankind stands tall,
She's cooking tea. For us.
The first time I stepped in there, it was spur-of-the-moment.
Then we can phone for help. You must have contacts!
I'm talking to him!
They give instructions for aliens.
I can't.
A family business.
Jocrassa Fel Fotch Pasameer-Day Slitheen at your service.
(WHOOSHING)
Maintain your positions.
How can you say that, and then take her with you?
Mickey, any luck?
He zapped it. Super phone.
and my daughter disappear off the face of the Earth.
All the family except Sip Fel Fotch.
Oh! Hardly!
Ladies and gentlemen, I have something to say to you all here today...
(ALIEN SCREECHES)
Who exactly are the Slitheen?
It's transmitting a signal.
Inform Control I've one or two things that still need doing.
The Emergency Protocols are in there.
You could look after her. Come with us.
But he's got a Northern accent.
Good. Put her on a slow heat and let her simmer.
Now, if you'd like to head down to the end of the corridor,
There's no getting rid of him since you're infatuated.