The Seduction of the Brigadier

Red: Look, it's the Brigadier. We've got him right where we always wanted him. He's tied up and frozen in Carbonite. 
Rex: Good. He's always been our staunchest enemy. It's good to see him contained.
Red: Maybe if we released him, he'd feel grateful. Then we could turn him over to our side.
Rex: Good strategic thinking, Red. It's worth a try.

Brigadier: Who goes there? What's happening? Why's my vision so fuzzy?
Red: You've got Carbon sickness. Don't worry, your vision will clear with time.
Rex: We awakened you because we want to be your friends.
Brigadier: You can't fool me! I know Dalek voices when I hear them.
Red: Perhaps some familiar voices will convince him.
Rex: Good strategic suggestion, Red.

Third Doctor: I say old chap, you can put down your gun. These Daleks aren't like the ones we fought in U.N.I.T.* We can coexist peaceably with them.
K-9: Master Doctor is correct, Brigadier. Knitted Daleks can be your friends.
Brigadier: What nonsense! The only good Dalek is a dead Dalek.
Red: Sorry, Rex. I guess all my strategic suggestions failed.
Rex: Don't Exterminate yourself yet, Red. I've got an idea.

Brigadier: What's that delightful aroma?
Rex: It's the Mistress' coffee cake. You're welcome to a piece, if you put down your gun.
Third Doctor: It really is excellent, old chap.
Brigadier: Well, maybe I'll let you talk me into negotiating a peaceful settlement with the Daleks this time. First things first, Doctor. Pass me a slice of that coffee cake.
Red: Good call, Rex.
Rex: They don't call me the strategy Dalek for nothing.

* United Nations Intelligence Taskforce