Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"According to contemporary accounts, two nights later, a magical sphere,
I've been running,
jefferson, listen to me.
How did I forget?
It's here! The spaceman's here!
She looked out of the window.
We are still go with Apollo 11.
Oh, my God! What is that? Is that a mask?
- Husband. -Rory the Roman! Oh, come here!
- Where? -Here.
There's no time for a SWAT team, let's go.
They've been here for centuries.
- Thank you. - That's not a compliment, son.
Never mind, though, because the answer's yes.
-"bearing the mysterious Doctor aloft." -Okay, it's him.
Yeah, but why?
I remember.
Doctor. Doctor, what can you see?
Or "hello", as people used to say.
- Hippie! -Archaeologist.
Stupidly dangerous!
- Who the hell are you? -Sir, you need to stay back.
Whatever that was, it killed him in the middle of his regeneration cycle.
-as soon as you look away. - Twenty seconds and counting.
That's an Apollo astronaut in the lake.
A large pot of coffee, 12 Jammy dodgers and a fez
Tell him what?
- Is this sensible? -God, I hope not.
You lot, wait a moment.
Salud!
- I like your wheels. -That's my boy.
Amy, stay back!
Her name was joy.
Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- A little girl? -Boy.
Mr President, tell her help's on the way.
Amy, I know.
No, please, you've got to stay back.
Bless Bless