Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How old is he? -He was eight in January.

- Bed. - But Mum...

We're inside the dolls house.

The thing. You have to do the thing, Mum.

Not a fear of pants, though, if that's what you're thinking.

Bit neglected, wherever it is.

Well, of course not. Claire can't have kids!

No. That's possible. Is that possible?

Help me, Bernard. Oh!

Snow White and the Seven Keys to Doomsday, eh?

How powerful, how evil that thing might be.

and we're stuck here in the past.

Rory! Panicking a bit.

We have to switch the lights on and off five times.

- Yes. How old is George? -Well, I told you, he just turned eight.

What's happening?

George! George, don't do this. We want to help you, George!

You're not from Social Services, are you?

- Um... -Mind's gone blank.

- Stop doing that. -It's not me.

Listen to him. Isn't he awful, eh?

Maybe we should let the monsters gobble him up.

Were you having a nightmare, son?

So, we have to make him aware. George!

Admitting your kid's got a problem.

He started getting these nervous ticks, you know?

A couple of weeks before George was born.

I don't care who you are or what wheels have been set in motion, we'll sort it.

All I want is my £350.

Look, maybe this was a bad idea. We should sort out George ourselves.

# You and I must die #

I'll tell your Mum and Dad.

He's one of the Tenza, remember.

Don't growl at the nice man, Bernard.

Funny little cough, blinking all the time.

Hmm, try the next ﬂoor down. Catch you later.

All right, stay still.