Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Doctor? - Yes, I'm coming, just go, go, go!

Amy Pond, Professor River Song.

Time travel. We keep meeting in the wrong order.

We have a minute. Shall we?

Come along, Pond, let's have a look.

There's just...something in my eye.

I'm sorry you're dead, Bob, but I swear to whatever is left of you,

- There's a whole ship up there. - Incredible builders, the Aplans.

but it was pretty quick, so that was something.

Well. There it is - the Byzantium.

Well, the only one. Written by a madman, it's barely readable,

I've got a mark! Look at my hand!

Clerics, we're down to four men. Expect incoming.

Parked us? We haven't landed.

They're dying. Losing their form. They've been here for centuries,

I know that, sir. And when you've flown away in your little blue box,

What caused it to crash? Not me.

If you stay here with me, you'll have as good as killed them.

- Which means we can't stay here. - There are two more incoming!

No, about images, what did you say about images?

I didn't escape, sir. The Angel killed me, too.

Oh, I see. It's how you keep score.

There's one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart.

"That which holds the image of an angel becomes itself an angel."

And what would that be, sir?

The blue switches!

Unless they needed bodies for something.

It's a shame you were busy that day.

Had dinner with their chief architect once. Two heads are better than one.

Right. Check every single statue in this chamber.

Is River Song your wife?

We need to get out of here fast.

- Then we're both going to die. - You're not going to die.