Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're surrounded. Immersed.
There's something seriously wrong with this gaff.
He was downstairs a second ago.
Every moment will be precious.
Yes, because it is a truth universally acknowledged...
you're familiar with my work, Mrs Doctor.
(GROANS)
He walks at night.
Nice blue-sky thinking, but no.
Why just the hands? Why only parts?
BYRON: It is. But there should be a door here.
They slept on the abyss without a surge
His answers only increase the enigma.
We found Shelley.
ASHAD: No!
it manipulated all of our perceptions.
One death, one ripple, and history will change in a blink.
(CRYING INTENSIFIES)
(BIRDSONG)
this planet, this time period,
And...
I'm not at fault if Lord Byron selfishly keeps it locked.
My poor William.
What are you after?
- But I... - Do you want to listen,
(ROARS)
Shelley is not one for tricks.
Some, but not all.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(BLASTER FIRES THEN FADES)
I sent my man out to fetch your carriage,
...floating above the lake.
Exactly. You didn't want us near it a minute ago.
(GASPS)
He's the only one who knows how to get that out!
And there's no Shelley.
(CRASH)
No-one could see me.
...unrelentingly evil.
- YAZ: How are we back here? - He's reset the house.
Stay safe.
I will not lose anyone else to that!
Shelley's vision.
Weird.
This apparition...
...because he's a useless runt,
How can we repay you?
Yeah, made more challenging
Weather went haywire.
He's challenging you to a duel.
You irritate me.
- Baby-sitting duty. Yeah. - (SNORING)
and they're a few years shy
Waterloo!
A last-minute, imperfect, all-I've-got plan.
GRAHAM: Plus drying time.
- About being lovely? - Back a bit!
like a death god rising from Hades.
Quality historical experience, that. Gold!
or do you want to end up like them?
You're going to take William for me.
Is it you? Changing the house?
So he can't see the illusion.
That could be a solid option, Mary, yes.
Wrong writer!