Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Doctor? - Tell her next time, I'll take cash.

- It's a very good voice. How do you do that? - Practice.

I do, now, but...

Clearly, you don't need money. So why do you rob?

- He doesn't care. - But I do.

Nothing at all!

Meat and drink to the hangman, Ashildr.

You thought I was helping you.

.. we'll shoot.

Just this once, you can't run off like you usually do.

It's a good job you're here, or they'd kill me.

You still won't take me with you.

with another immortal once.

that you wear to protect you from the pain.

You are going nowhere.

I have a pardon here for Sam Swift from Cromwell himself.

In fact, it was the other way round.

According to my journals... hell.

And I'm stuck here.

Oh, yeah, I'm sure I recognise a few of you lovely ladies.

- Cash bags, jewels, the lot. - I will not be robbed

Do you have a cat?

But keep him under lock and key, for all our sakes.

- Of what? - You.

We have a visitor.

I didn't get it, but I will.

- This thing you're looking for, I'll help you find it. It'll be quicker. - I don't need your help.

Who's this? Your sidekick?

- Where's the rest? - What else would you take from me, sir?

- There wasn't... I didn't... It was... - You mean,

Human life is fleeting.

For while you laugh, I live.

10,000 hours is all it takes to master any skill.

The Black Death, 1348.

- You're the man who runs away. - Oh, who told you that?

I'm on your side.

I am from Delta Leonis.

- And a big fire that tears through London. - Excellent.

.. she has sent you a selfie.

Please, Doctor...

Well, what... what do you call yourself?

Did you miss me?

Put the weapon down!

Anyway, she got an A and so...