Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know. Anywhere's good for me.

A junior doctor?

Yes, sorry about Mrs Poggit. She's so lovely, though.

But there it is, and I'd say we've got about 14 minutes until we crash into it.

The Doctor knows you, but he's not telling me who you are.

It can't be. Rory isn't here.

Something happened . I... What happened to me?

Sorry, wasn't it obvious? The Dream Lord was me.

- No! I'm not ready. - Stay.

Well, I don't know what it feels like.

if I had a blood supply or a real face.

so I don't have to see them doing Oklahoma!

What are you doing?!

And, unlike you, I've actually passed some exams.

- You ran off with another man. - Not in that way.

but the Dream Lord is switching us between the worlds - why, why, what's the logic?

Yeah, the same birds. The same ones we heard in the dream.

Into the church, that's right. Don't answer the door.

Is nobody going to mention Rory's ponytail?

is that what caused us to dream about the future?

I love it when he does that -

to birdsong back in the TARDIS days.

Quickly, come on, jump in. Quick, get in now, quickly. Hurry up.

- Rory... - Mr Nainby ran the sweet shop.

It is real. I know it's real.

I can't hit her.

That gets you down after a while, so he's taking it out on folk like us

Pick a world and this nightmare will all be over.

There was an old doctor from Gallifrey,

But only one of the dangers is real. Tweet, tweet. Time to sleep.

Blimey, never dropped off like that before. Well, never, really.

OK, where is it?

What I don't get is you blew up the TARDIS,