Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

One painting for one drink.

Time can be rewritten. I know it can. Come on!

You're Vincent Van Gogh.

I asked you about the Church At Auvers.

- Doctor! - Amy!

- And we will have children by the dozen. - Eek!

Thank you, sir. Very helpful indeed.

And if you look carefully...

there's a little something I'd like to show you first.

I'm having trouble making it out, but I think he's saying,

She's been ripped to shreds!

Carving the colours into shapes...

Well, yes. Might be interesting to know his side of the story.

And it will not end well.

# It's all about your

than you could ever have dreamed of.

possibly to perhaps paint them or something? Might be a thought.

Well, brace yourself, Vinny.

It seems to me depression is a very complex...

OK, let's talk about you. What are you interested in?

Exactly who are you?

I must, I really must.

Whoa, there you are, you poor thing.

Oh, right, yes. That.

Never do that! You scared the living daylights out of me.

if I didn't know better, I'd say nervous.

Oh, look, just shut up, the pair of you!

Oh, I'm...new in town.

You could get torn into pieces by a monster you can't see.

I can hear the colours.

I live on my own.

- He's gone past. - Ssh.

It's not dark and black and without character.

Don't worry. I'll be back before you can say, "Where's he got to now?"

Well, think about it.

Now, he'll probably be in the local café -

Sold only one painting, and that to the sister of a friend.

We have here possibly the greatest artist of all time,

And you are sure marriage is out of the question?

- Dr Black...? - Yes.

I'm ready. Let's go.

If we had got married, our kids would have had very, very red hair.

Oh, no, no, no.