Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

we're able to look at all the old databases in a completely new light.
And that's it.
then we need to try and find her.
it all went mad!
Move back, move back, all of you. Hold on, wait for this bit.
It's just me these days, rattling about.
I used to have this little mate called Mickey, he did all that stuff.
- All right, Bridget, I'll see you next week. -All right, then.
At last. The greatest feast of all, the Doctor.
We could track her down together, you and I.
'cause I am leaving and so are you, Mr Skinner.
That's more like the old team spirit.
But it wasn't aliens that took her away. It was just drugs.
I left school, I got a job, transport manager at Rita Logistics,
but the single constant factor is this faux police box.
We're able to build up a more detailed profile of the Doctor.
Well, if I had you making a nice cup of tea like this,
And leave me alone!
Pub quiz. Get them in!
I get left here sometimes
Shop-window dummies come to life.
I don't care about step five!
LINDA!
Better than that crude pink shape you call a body.
Oh, I'd love it.
I've got numbers for Bridget. I've kept records. I've got old numbers.
- Bridget, pull! For God's sake, pull! -No! No!
- And her name is? -Rose.
'Cause it's all gone wrong, Mr Kennedy, ever since you turned up.
Interesting. A sort of absorbatrix...
London Investigation 'N' Detective Agency.
Now, let's not get excited. We'll see.
I stopped it, but I wasn't in time to save her.
Hold on.
'Cause I did like Jackie,
Right.
I give you LINDA.
- Doctor what? -That's all anyone knows.
You've absorbed them. You're some sort of absorbathon!
- That's how I met Victor Kennedy. -You stupid man!
And realised the truth.
But the photo was new. It was taken on Christmas Day,
Oops.
There you are, I even bought a remote zoom.
It's weird, these fuses, they keep on blowing.
Mr Skinner, first name Colin, but we always called him Mr Skinner.
It's so much darker and so much madder.
To be continued.