Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thanks, Canton.

No, just watching.

"Who's phoning you?" That's interesting.

I just popped out to get my special straw.

"the unnamed Doctor was incarcerated

I'm Canton Everett Delaware III.

Have you seen the statues?

-and close the door behind you. -What the hell are you doing?

Now, I can't check the scanner, it doesn't work when we're cloaked. Um...

I believe I can save you some time.

-and it travels through time and space? -Yeah, basically.

Jefferson, Adams, Hamilton. River?

So what are you saying? Do you really think he's back there

You couldn't resist it.

You're thinking, "If we can find the spaceman in 1969 and neutralise it,

everything you need to know, but you weren't listening.

Are you watching this again?

- But he'd want to know! -Would he? Would anyone?

- No! Doctor! - Doctor, please!

Streets! Of course, street names.

Now it's time for me to stop.

It's nonterrestrial. Definitely alien.

I'll just be off, then,

The Doctor's death doesn't frighten me, nor does my own.

Oh, why do people always lock things?

- Help me! -Get down!

And tonight, I'm going to need you all with me.

Oh, well, a lot more happens in '69 than anyone remembers.

Off you pop and make babies. And you, Dr Song, back to prison.

They worshipped you there.

How can they be really old and nobody notice them?

parked a big, blue box on the rug.

- He was up to something. - He's dead.

Explain it again?

Good. Looking forward to that.

Think about that.

Ben, that's got to be you.

- That's a bit personal. -Tell her.

So come on. Little girl, let's find her.

"At the personal intervention of the King,