Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, don't just sit there! Move!

And that's how I finally met the Doctor.

Back, back, all of you, further, further. Thank you.

He was in my house and he was downstairs.

He's gone now, bless him.

Bliss! All of us, together, come on!

Just think about the Doctor. Ooh, how will he taste!

- Others? - He's right!

You'll never know what he was doing in your house all those years ago.

But don't worry 'cause it's not just me sitting here talking. Oh, no.

just mates, yeah.

Right then, homework! Using the Torchwood files,

- What did I do? -The cane created a limitation field.

Here, boy. Eat the food. Come on. Look at the lovely food, isn't that nice?

If I can key into the absorption matrix and separate the last victim.

And there I wag the ultimate step five.

Still, there we go. Fixed!

then it's Jeff Lynne and the Electric Light Orchestra.

-"N"? -Fish 'n' chips.

- There he is. Stop! No! - Where is he?

I don't suppose you're any good at fixing things, are you?

To scour the mean streets.

Ana' that's when it struck me.

- Everything all right? -That was my daughter.

And then a good kick.

A police box, newly arrived. It says newly arrived today.

I've seen him, the Doctor, I swear to you. I saw him when I was a kid.

I said you really don't want to know.

When all of a sudden...

She tastes like chicken.

All of a sudden, a lot of things made sense.

I've been phoning and phoning, there's no reply.

Oh, my God, you believe me.

And so much better.

All those years ago.