Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, first things first.
Mr Skinner, would you stay for a minute, please?
It was him, it was that man again.
- Wrong one! You made it worse! -You said blue.
What he could represent and what he should represent
If it's the last thing we ever do.
- So, where is she travelling? -All over.
Never mind about Rose. I'm not even gonna ask.
Time went on. We got to know each other better and better.
Um, Bliss? It is Bliss, isn't it?
Is it from Rose? I mean, is she in France?
My good friend Ursula Blake on my brand-new camera.
But what is it? What does it mean?
I got got so lost in conspiracies and aliens and targets,
That is the sound of his spaceship.
I've absorbed him.
I never thought of it as work.
It's not in my pocket.
All right.
You were saying... Power surges.
and we'd talk about the Doctor for a bit. But after a while, Bridget started cooking.
Let them go. I'm ordering you.
Bye-bye.
What we need is a good, strong name, like a team. Something like...
By the Earth.
Get them in, I'm begging you.
- Really? -Yeah.
something nice and smart, when I hear this plane overhead...
Where is she?
I need a remote control zoom.
the select few, all with their stories of the Doctor.
Step three,
That's Mr Skinner. What have you done to him?
Even then, after all that,
Elton! The cane, break it!
- Not from Rexicoricophalvitorius, are you? -No. I'm not that swine!
But this is the story of me
Twelve months later, I'm back in town. I'm up West looking for a new suit;
You must be near a substation 'cause then you get the power surges.
Where's Mr Skinner?
Ursula Blake, most likely to fight back.
one step closer to catching the Doctor.
I think there might.
- LINDA, I like it. It's not too solemn. -I like the 'N'.