Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's wrong, sir? Nobody move.
I'm about to do something incredibly stupid and dangerous.
It was, wasn't it? That was pretty good.
Hey, Angelo. Christian?
- What is it, though? - Her diary.
but I died afraid, in pain and alone.
He's their bishop, they're his clerics.
- but I've marked a few passages. - Not bad, bit slow in the middle,
- Amy! - Doctor!
It's from one of the old starliners. A Home Box.
He doesn't know yet, does he? Who and what you are.
Where are we up to?
I kind of creamed it, didn't I?
So what's he like?
I love that noise.
You've got all that stuff with River and that's all got to happen.
You promised me a planet. Five minutes?
Once, on Earth, a long time ago. But those were scavengers, barely surviving.
I couldn't stop myself. I tried.
Sorry, can I ask again? You mentioned a mistake?
- Why? - What is it?
Exactly.
Wrong. Wrong.
I'm sorry?
Bit right, mostly wrong.
Verger, how are we doing with those explosives? Dr Song, with me.
- Have we done the Bone Meadows? - What's the book?
It's the 51 st century, the Church has moved on.
- There is no deadlock. - Don't even blink, Amy!
- Ah, that's a great name. I love Bob. - It's a Sacred Name.
A big spaceship, Churchill's bunker...? You promised me a planet next.
and...parked us right alongside.
Lovely species, the Aplans. We should visit them sometime.
Where are we? What is this?
Why do they call him "Father"?
do something clever which I haven't thought of yet.
"Hello, sweetie!"