Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Sounds like trouble. - RYAN: Red alert!

And I was the first Muslim woman

of our own lives.

How many hours?

Granddad taking you dancing every Wednesday night.

Such an exotic word. It's in England. Do you know it?

But we agreed...

I'm not getting any life signals.

in all its forms,

All the way from England.

- Defo? Totally sure? - YASMIN: Yes.

They're nearly here. You need to move out.

Look at you all.

If anything happens to us,

Our past is no more.

I was away from him for too long. Fighting in the war.

- (GASPS) - RYAN: What?

Something I believe in my faith,

Are you serious, after what's just happened?

YASMIN: She's going to officiate knowing he's not my granddad.

- Your brother's rifle? - (RIFLE CLICKS)

If something happens to Umbreen, your whole timeline could be erased.

I much prefer it when you're not making the threatening sound.

I suppose I could loop this into the TARDIS' telepathic circuits.

I don't understand.

I shouldn't have come.

And now it's happening.

Big moment. You won't forget this in a hurry.

This is our home.

This fella needs to be laid to rest.

- We can't let that happen. - It has to.

- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING) - (DEVICE BEEPS)

(ALARM BLARING)

No. Still not with you.

Er, Doc, I reckon an hour's nearly up, mate.

Sorry, mate, er, we're just getting our bearings.

I'm supposed to be married tomorrow.

- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING) - What is that?

The stuff that they used to kill him.

Have you got a time or place?

Looks pretty, northern Punjab.

Is that what you used to shoot the holy man?

- (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING) - (DEVICE WHIRRING)

I've seen a war take our young,

Only take a couple of hours.

And who are they?

who knows what he thinks these days.

I told you this would happen. I told you these days were cursed!

Standing over my older brother's dead body.