“Sweating like a ten dollar whore on nickel night.”
Nobody conducts themselves competently. This was not a bit inspiring. There is moronic exposition from the sad dad haircut Doctor. This was mildly promising. Bill has haggard desperation as she waits for the Doctor to rescue her. Missy exudes venom. This is all quirsky smirksy passive aggressive tweeness. Cybermen lurk and are sheer unpleasantness and have the look of trouble about them.
There is moral idiocy and moral assumptions. The Doctor forgets his social responsibility and adds to his lifetime of bad choices. There is panic mongering and a gloriously pathetic plan. Time passes for Bill. The origin of the cybermen is shown. A man rails against perceived enemies and there is a twist. Mondas is mentioned. The Master (Simm) shows up. Bill is now a cyberman.
“Not from earth at all
“Is burgling mask.”
“Always a scary thing with you isn’t there?”
“Big, even for a colony ship.”
“Trying to sound mysterious.”
“Loads of friends. Better ones.
“Are you having an emotion?”
“Nothing comes out of a black hole.”
“The pain will disguise the taste.”
“Our world is rust. Our air is engine fumes.”
“The question you must not ask.”
“A world not made for flesh.”