Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, better than that.
As far as the eye can see, and no falling star.
- What's that supposed to mean? -I'm good at guessing, that's all.
There. There. Look, in the sky.
I hope, Latimer, that one day
It's Mr Clark, isn't it?
- Are you all right? -Yes, sir. Fine, sir.
Yes, hi.
The scent is confused.
Mr Smith?
All of you!
if they find us, Martha, then you know what to do.
As your Mr Smith says, "Nothing to see."
She's infatuated. You're a dangerous man.
Yours is perfectly adequate.
He's ancient and forever.
Spare a penny for the veterans of the Crimea, sir?
about my dreams. They are quite remarkable tales.
This isn't very funny, sir.
You chaps all right?
I say, hello?
If you'll excuse me, Mr Smith,
A teacher and a housemaid, sir? That's impossible.
I heard them talking.
Right across the universe. They're never gonna stop.
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- In the dark. -I don't know what you mean.
Your choice.
Didn't I tell you, sir? The stupid boy's useless.
I probably won't, but even if I did, then I...
- In what way? -I just can't.
His name was Oliver. He died at the Battle of Spion Kop.
Time Lord.
Right up there, just for a second.
The man in your journal, he's real.
You took human form.
It's Baines, isn't it?
Mr Smith, everything I told you, just forget it.
Joan? -That's my name.
On the horizon, where the light was headed.
There's no reason why you shouldn't, if you do, you may not...
Well, tell me then, Jones,
They can track me down across the whole of time and space.