Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I am the Doctor. -Yeah. Someday.
What you see around you, this entire world,
- Me. -So what do we do?
It's making a difference all right.
It's okay. It's okay. It's not over for you. You'll see me again.
Why? Why would I give her my screwdriver? Why would I do that?
- It's midnight. -Go see what it is.
Listen to me, you've lost your friend, you're angry, I understand.
We need to get to the main computer. I'll show you.
But they've got our scent now. They're coming.
Sweetie, what's wrong?
might just turn dark if he ever, for one moment, accepted...
It's the same pattern over and over. Saves an awful lot of space.
"Dear Donna, the world is wrong.
Hello, Donna.
Mrs Angelo's rhubarb surprise.
you didn't trust Professor Song.
Donna noble has been saved
How did we leave it, him and me?
Auto destruct in 75 minutes.
Look what I made.
Don't let your shadows cross.
From here?
The real world is a lie, and your nightmares are real.
- And it made you clever? -We're only strings of numbers in here.
It must be like being, well...
I made up the perfect man.
- My children aren't dead. -Your children were never alive.
Hey, who turned out the lights?
Dr Moon.
Daddy! No, Daddy!
In a way we're all dead here, Donna.
- What does that say about me? -Everything.
I didn't pluck it from your cold, dead hands
What have you done?
You all right?
Doctor,
Sorry, but you're dead.
So, you weren't protecting a patent. You were protecting her.
No. No...
Oh, God! Oh, God! You were real!
Don't play games with me.
These are our forests.