Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

forming shoes and ships and sealing-wax

Oh, hello. Hello what?

I was scared lots of times, but...

Until eventually,

Sorry, sorry. Excuse me. Sorry. Excuse me.

That's what I'll do.

Well, you could sound happier about it.

Then you pay. With what?

Ideally, yeah. Possibly.

and the Long Song...

I used to be terrified of getting lost.

They're singing to the Mummy in the Temple.

They call it the Old God.

The elements came together and burst apart,

They chose me when I was a baby, the day the last Queen of Years died.

Come on. Let me in.

Dor'een? Loose translation.

Merry, we need to leave.

What's happening? Why is it angry?

I marked the passing of the Time Lords.

All the days that never came.

I'm not going to compete with a ghost.

She's not possible.

Can you feel the light on your eyelids?

Possibly a touch embarrassed. That's not dangerous, is it?

More of a semantics mix-up, really. What boo-boo?

Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze.