Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh... Look, hey, look, I'm not here to fight anyone,
To make us dread to look around.
- What happened to him? - I'm going with...
Are you the guardian?
Yeah. I can't...
(CHUCKLES)
Imagine... never being able to truly rest.
(SIGHS) I detest all gossip, you understand.
Is that you?
Before we drown to death. Please.
Perhaps she's right.
However, my collection's not demonic?
This night, June 1816,
(SPEAKS SOFTLY IN FRENCH)
I sought solitude here, in the dark.
Why?
tricked the Cyberium into letting go,
A composite of parts.
I can feel it.
It feels very at home.
- Doc! - Stop fighting.
How very human. Still feel things, then?
but I don't think it'll vacate me without a fight.
(ALL SHRIEK)
In theory, yes. We just have to tell ourselves
(DOCTOR GASPS)
The world you came from, the world you were created in
I don't get it.
Never seen one like him before. He's different.
What if something came here that wasn't supposed to
- Whose room is this? - No-one's.
Letters.
- You will be my second. - (FLETCHER GROANS)
Co-ordinates, right?
Poli? Can you hear me, son?
Figuring out how to manipulate the elements
What do you think?
Cyber war zones and people don't mix.
- It's... - Like a dream.
Whatever you say, mate. (CHUCKLES)
- Together? - Anything's possible.
Dank and frigid?
Please tell me there's a real baby in here.
Doctor...
Dear Fletcher, no. It cannot be.
The winds withered in the stagnant air
Oh... How can I hear your voice, Doc?
As they dropped
Just Doctor is fine.
from the future,
If there is evil here, I know who brought it in.
- I shall choose the music. - LORD BYRON: Hear, hear!
imprudently too far from whence one is going.
"The Count was seized with the sensations of terror."
GRAHAM: What just happened?
You want to sacrifice yourself for this?
The future will not be the world you know.
- What's his problem? - Oh...
This is where you jump in with a rational explanation.