Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I'm almost out of ideas. -Almost?

The siren legend. The curse.

- Amy! Open the door! -Toby, open the door!

Bigger on the inside.

I've seen your father gun down a thousand innocent men.

- Sure you want to go? -We have to get Rory and Toby away.

- What are you talking about? -The siren.

- What's that? -That's the creature. It's returned.

you know, you shouldn't feel threatened.

I'm not the father he needs.

--Ah. Hello again.

Ignore all my previous theories!

And what home does he have now, if not with me?

Rory's sick. You have to take full responsibility.

- The distress call. -Uh-huh.

Or does nobody actually say that?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

- Not my most dynamic plan, I realise. -Tardis.

The crew are dead and so the sick bay has had nothing to do.

Same as all the others.

The most beautiful thing you've ever seen.

You're not the Captain here, remember?

We sail under the black flag. The jolly Roger.

- What? -Oh! No, I love your get-up.

Stuck on the ocean. Waiting.

Look at her. A virtual doctor! Able to sterilise a whole room.

One drop of blood and she'll rise out of the ocean.

Yeah, thanks. That's actually why I'm pointing it at you.