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00:47:26
Peter Capaldi, Pearl Mackie, Jenna Coleman
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Don't you get it? You were fighting so that little twerp like me
of trans-temporal extirpation methods to neutralise the residual electronic pattern.
Every last morsel!
A nation throwing off the shackle of war
Time for a lovely bit of pomp and circumstance. What we do best.
You shouldn't have had a crack at poor old Magpie there.
- Only five quid a pop! - Oh, but this is a brilliant year, classic!
Bloke up the road, Mr Magpie, he's selling them cheap.
You think I fought a war just so a mouthy little scum like you
Technicolor! Everest climbed! Everything off the ration!
You don't get it, do you? You fought against fascism, remember?
of tran-temporal extirpation methods to neutralise the residual electronic pattern.
Unless some coward told them.
- I'm going doolally, then. - Not at all, sweetheart.
but it gorge itself like a great, over-fed pig.
Hold on. Was that an insult?
You know, the white flare and the chest hair.
Time for a lovely bit of pomp and circumstance. What we do best.
every time, you disobey me.
But why fret about it? Why not just relax?
Twenty million people they reckon will be watching.
This gentleman's a proper representative. Don't mind the wife. She rattle on a bit.
I just invent the home video 30 years early.
I've finished it as you instruct.
but I escaped in this form and fled across the stars.
I heard they rot your brains. Rot them into soup
They found her in the street apparently, down by Damascus Road. just abandon.
so any sort of problem just gets swept out of sight.
- What does that mean? - The appoint time.
And when I have feast, I shall regain the corporeal body,
Knocked together with human hands, yes,
How dare you?
He deserve it.
- Not if people are being bundle into... - I am talking!
And now you're trap in the television.
For the first time in history, millions gather round a television set.
Unseasonably chilly for the time of year, don't you think?
- That's awfully good of you, Mr Magpie. - So you'll go soon?
All aboard!
since you're practically giving them away.
I'm sure you'll find somewhere to watch it. Please go.
They found her in the street apparently, down by Damascus Road. just abandoned.
Detective Inspector, you're not exactly doing much detective-inspecting, are you?
Leave him alone! That's my husband!
Well, perhaps we'll get one for the Coronation.
and looking forward to a happier, brighter future!
Not round here, love. Magpie's Marvellous Tellies.
fought in the war, therefore, I represent Queen and country!
Never too late, as a wise person once said.
But now the time is almost rifle, Magpie.
Have you actually passed your test?
Tommy! Not one word. Get inside now!
- That's awfully good of you, Mr Magpie. - So you'll go soon?
But you're not strong enough yet, are you?
She was filthy! A filthy disgusting thing!
I'm surprised they didn't turn back and arrest you for reckless driving.
I'm not convinced you're doing your patriotic duty.
Just doing a check of her forthcoming Majesty's subjects before the great day.
What happened to her? That awful face.
Almost complete neural shutdown. It's just ticking over.
Let's see, judging by the look of you, family man, nice house, decent wage,
Now you listen here, Doctor. You may have fancy qualifications,
Even Gran. All to protect your precious reputation!
I'm surprised they didn't turn back and arrest you for reckless driving.
- Only five quid a pop! - Oh, but this is a brilliant year, classic!
That's incredible. It's like a television, but portable.
That's weird. My mum said tellies were so rare, they all had to pile into one house.
That's unusual. That's the first one out in the open...
Armed?
But doesn't it drive you mad, doing nothing?
which my fellow kind denied me.
There, there, Rita, my sweet. Business as usual.