Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes, it's a different morality. Get used to it or go home.

The darkness... The Big Bad Wolf.

I did plenty of that. I used to go round the shops with my mate Shereen.

Right, then, Charlie boy. I've just got to go into my... shed.

Wires, perhaps. There must be some mechanism behind this fraud.

God bless us, every one!

Establish the bridge out of the void, let us through.

- Use the sight. - It's not right, sir.

Remember Rose's world? None of it will exist unless you send them back through the rift.

The rift's getting wider and something's getting through.

I didn't plan any of this. It isn't my fault if the dead won't stay dead.

- You saw the gas creatures. - I cannot accept...

- Nobody calls me Charlie. - The ladies do.

and jack-o'-lanterns.

- Shall I remove the gentleman, sir? - You're brilliant! I've read them all.

It's a prank. We're under some mesmeric influence.

Consulted with spiritualists, table rappers, all sorts.

Gwyneth! Send them back! They lied. They're not angels.

- What about the gas? - That's new, sir. I've never seen that.

- We want this world and all its flesh! - Not while I'm alive.

In a week it's 1870 and that's the year he dies. He'll never get to tell his story.

But it's 1869. How can I die now?

I'm all alone down here. I bet you've got dozens of servants, haven't you?

- Promise you won't hurt her. - Hurry. So little time. Pity the Gelth.