Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, you can't.
Hang him now!
It broke my heart when the questions started and I knew I had to leave him.
Step aside or I shall blow your brains out.
Who?
You're immortal, not indestructible. You can be hurt, killed even.
Oh, hang on. If I didn't know better, I'd say this was a robbery.
When things get really bad, I tear the memories out.
I'll be the patron saint of the Doctor's leftovers.
Well, go on. Escape as much as you like! Why would I not approve?
- 'Tis hardly a fair fight. - And it was fair when you stole my patch?
He'll have to be fast.
- Get me back on track? - Well, why not?
Hey! Hello?
But I advise you -- be very quick and very sure.
We forget what matters.
If your promise stands, I'll have it by dawn
Yes, you do. I know where Lucie Fanshawe lives,
You will hang for this!
- You don't know what it's like. - I do know what it's like.
Me is who I am now. No-one's mother, daughter, wife.
It doesn't matter... take me with you.
Abandoned by the one man who should know what eternity feels like.
almost got drowned as a witch for my troubles
Purple -- colour of death.
No, ships in the night. Yeah, something like that.
I could not save you... little ones.
Space ships, or they will be.
No! Ashildr, no!
Leandro, meet the Doctor.
- It takes a day to get to Kent. - In the future, you'll fly.
Yes.
He'll get round to you eventually.
His life force is opening a portal.
- Why? Am I ill? - No. - Are you ill? - No.
Ungrateful peasants.
Night game on a gorgeous Saturday like this? No what you want
I've left you alone too long.
Keep an eye on him though. He might be around for a while.
an ancient amulet from foreign parts.
- No? - Someone has to look out for the people you abandon.
Is that the Doctor?
I was so proud of you.
If somebody needed my help, why did nobody just ask?
There's so much dying here.
Oh, is she still with you, is she?
And yet, still... still I am not brave enough to die,
That's the trouble with an infinite life and a normal sized memory.
It's his death that's opening the rift.
But it's hard to keep track of all this... stuff.
What are you paying for, my beauty?
But the hangman says to me,
What do you say, Dad? I should kill him?
I'm not looking for a husband, you oaf.
You invite your own death?
I'm here looking for an alien object
what is it?
Yeah... I, er...