Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damn it, where's the nurse?
He looks young but he's lived for hundreds and hundreds of years.
Sorry, Colonel Manton, I lied.
BRING ME THE CHILD
and they've been working very hard ever since.
Why?
No that's the psychic. You got to look for the fractals.
No, no, it's real, it's my hair.
They're talking like he's famous.
He's sort of like a...
You appear to be closing down, Dorium.
punishable by death, to lower the hood of a Headless Monk.
The untempered schism.
Friendship dies and true love lies,
- Contractions? -She's going into labour.
And God help his debtors.
That you'll be safe and cared for and protected.
And wherever they take you, Melody, however scared you are,
It just sort of goes on. They don't put up a balloon or anything.
- But that means... - I'm afraid it does.
We are not fools.
Yeah, it's me.
That's probably enough hugging now.
Well, then, soldier, how goes the day?
What's in the little boxes?
- Who are? -Whoever wants our baby.
It's a privilege.
Thank you.
Me-.
Hey, of course I remember.
When?
Surprised.
Who are you?
We are not fools.
I am now unarmed.
No! No. I don't think so.
We should get back to the others.
I don't know where he is or what he's doing
Where's she been? What have they done to her?
but you'll let them all die first, okay?
- Clever, isn't he? -And rather attractive.