Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Please reveal all.

so, please, let's not unravel anything else.

You want to call it? Do it now.

Can we please just come in?

- Mary! - I cannot hide.

Who does that remind me of, I wonder.

None of this is supposed to happen.

- Sorry, love. - (GASPS)

No, you may not!

the bones and Shelley floating about and all that,

- It's a collection. - Of what?

You don't need to come with me.

I've been getting a vibe.

spine-chilling ghost story of all time?

I have to keep him out.

You didn't want to be this way.

- Mrs Doctor! - Really, just Doctor is fine.

What would Miss Clairmont wish to hear?

Breaking and entering's worse.

Doctor, what are you doing? Where are you going?

immediate aftermath of the Cyber Wars?

The house still shifts.

It'll destroy him if it stays in him much longer.

You have met my kind before?

DOCTOR: Any ideas what we're walking into -

There's a supercomputer fused to a cerebral cortex.

Technically, she only told us not to follow her.

I fear I've lost my faculties entirely.

dead people, exactly?

Or we can use Shelley's numbers.

hidden away, cloaked - too big to register.

Manless, lifeless

She is from somewhere much, much stranger.

but I'm getting this really weird vibe off your house.

Not to big myself up,

Is it too late to choose another group?

Lord Byron is separated from his wife.

You know, the maid and the creepy little kid?

the most baffling creature I've ever been acquainted with.

MARY: How has he seen all this?

and probably unlimited external power source.

And he's trying to get in.

I see symbols. Symbols and numbers.

Time hop took a lot of juice. Now you're fresh out.

He's getting a gun. He's getting a gun.

You two just need a spray tan and a kip, eh?

...even though my efforts are weak.

only I don't know what it is I'm supposed to be guarding.

Transformed in death.