Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It all just runs out, Doctor.

- For an anteater maybe. - Ooh!

Or I'll bite his off.

- What are you doing?! - It's kill or be killed. - No, we can't.

Such a good turn out.

- Did you just make all of that up? - Yeah...

A medieval queen? How exciting.

A guilty man destined to die?

what happened to you?

Aye, Satan's sidekick, me.

You cannot reverse death.

- How do I look? - Pink. Are you coming down with something?

I know their lives are short, I understand,

- I just need one tiny little thing from this box. - This is my robbery!

I wouldn't be so bold if I were you. Don't you know who I am?

You did, Doctor.

I have a servant.

- you haven't come for me? - No. It was just a coincidence.

You should try my journals. I read them myself now and then.

We've met once in a Viking village, I didn't give you my life story.

Doctor! Doctor, turn that thing off.

Nothing, Doctor.

Look how Sam Swift made every last moment count, right to the gallows.

I meant to warn you.

What's that? What's happening? What are those things?

- What are you doing? - Oh, just ignore me, I'm just passing through, like fish in the night.

Captain Jack Harkness.

- Stand and deliver! - Do as he says. I've heard of this brigand.

It isn't right for you to be on your own!

Well, probably not. Probably the power would have been drained

They would have died anyway.