Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

From my sky vessel, I shall rule omnipotent.
- What ails him? - None of your business.
This is not a trick, this is a Tardis.
Doctor?
No, you didn't.
You see, that's my plan.
That explains the robot knights.
seem no consequence to him.
You shall live to regret that.
There was supposed to be a plan. Do either of you two have a plan?
Speak up! I can't hear you.
Oh, you found him. You actually found Robin Hood.
Robin, your plan.
- Ha! - You'd have been floating around
Good. We don't have long.
Hmm, I should think they are.
Sorry. Was that... Was that showing off?
The Sheriff's using the gold to replace something?
He's a legend!
This will be a great help, Master Quayle, believe me.
No, no, no, no.
- Those girls can hold their drink! - Doctor...
Gold! You are creating a matrix of gold to repair the engine circuitry.
Why would we create an enemy to fight us?
Excellent. He will get nothing from me!
Can you explain your plan without using the word "sonic screwdriver"?
Yes, it is.
Ow!
Splendid! Enchained!
This is the scheme the Mechanicals have devised.
Shut it, Hoodie.
And this legend does not come alone.
Oh, yes.
I'm impatient to hear your story.
And this is john Little.
No.
and the rough ground my featherbed.
Oh, God, I think he's soiled himself.
No!
Balderdash! Ha!
Sherwood Forest.
Robin's one of yours!
I'm already free!
- Execute me now! - You heard him. Execute the old fool!
En garde!