Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The wolf's lined you up for a biting.
Perhaps its legend is now coming true.
It stopped.
But my husband's up there,
What else is the Tardis for?
The magnification's gone right over the top. That's a stupid kind of...
If you won't stand aside, then we'll take it by force.
There's nothing we can do!
What's in there? What is it? What's under the canvas?
Thank you for your opinion,
Your wife's away, I just thought you were happy.
Hardly the time to worry about your valuables.
And could we find some clothes for Miss Tyler?
See? There's definitely something going on. I was right to call you home.
Tell me, sir. I demand to know your intention.
and never return.
- Not the right time for stargazing. -Yes, it is.
The rest of you, go to the rear of the house. Assume the designated positions.
on how you came to stray so far from all that is good,
- It came from nowhere. -What, and you're saying that's a wolf bite?
Now, there's a fact.
But how?
It's been worked into the wood like a varnish.
What if they turned from God and worshipped the wolf?
I would call it Torchwood. The Torchwood Institute.
I dub thee Sir Doctor of Tardis.
That's Bavaria.
My annual pilgrimage.
but there is nothing more valuable than this.
This device surveys the infinite work of God.
Mistletoe.
when there's a train all the way to Aberdeen?