Michelle Gomez: Missy

World Enough and Time

Missy

Missy: Hello ordinary person. Please maintain a minimum separation of 3 feet. I'm really trying not to kill anyone today. It would be tremendously helpful if your major arteries were out of reach.

Missy: Would it help you focus if I extracted some of your vital organs and made a lovely soup?
Razor: You would never be so... self-destructive. But then again, neither would I.

[Opening shot, the glowing end of a large spacecraft, engines pulling an inferno inwards. The view moves down its side. Lingering occasionally at windows, we see an industrial city and the number 1056, then a green, hilly terrain under a blue sky, then plains full of wheat. Pulling back, the camera looks down the remaining length of the ship, pointing towards a black hole and its violent accretion disk as rocks fall toward it and explode. At the end of the ship facing the black hold is a small blister of a room jutting out from the center of a large, mostly featureless bulkhead. Inside, a video camera comes alert as the sound of the TARDIS materialisation begins. Solidifying, the door opens and out walks...]
Missy: Hello. I'm Doctor Who.
[one of the cameras twitches, as if saying, "No," then locks onto her face as she poses]
Missy: And these are my plucky assistants...
[Bill and Nardole walk out of the TARDIS, glumly]
Missy: Thing One, and the other one.
Nardole: Bill, Nardole.
[Missy walks to the center of the room]
Missy: We picked up your distress call...
[Missy smiles and winks exaggeratedly]
Missy: and here we are to help...
[Missy spins and twirls her closed umbrella over her head]
Missy: like awesome heroes.
Bill: Yeah, no, we're not assistants, that's...
Missy: Ok, right, what- So, what does he call you, companions? Pets? Shnacks?

Bill: Yeah, but he's called 'The Doctor,' so...
Missy: [explaining to Bill] Well, he says. 'I'm "The Doctor,"' and they say, 'Doctor who?' See, I'm cutting to the chase, baby. I'm streamlinin'. I'm saving us ac-tu-al mi-nutes.
Bill: Yeah, okay. Whatever.

[Bill has been converted into a Cyberman]
The Doctor: Bill? Bill, talk to me. What have they done to you?
Nardole: Operation Exodus, whatever that is.
Missy: Well, wrong name, for a start. This is not an exodus, is it? More of a beginning, really, isn't it?
The Master: [enters] In fact, d'you know what I'd call it? I'd call it a Genesis.
Missy: You've met the ex.
The Master: Specifically, the Genesis of the Cybermen!