Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Then the metacarpal bones extending in three distinct phalanges:
You can go.
And his love. Why can't I be John Smith? Isn't he a good man?
Don't think that's saved your life!
Hello?
Mr Hicks, warn the village. Get everyone out.
The Cartwrights'.
Sister of mine, you're such a small little thing.
Fix targets, and counting down.
- Come with me. -Sorry?
In foreign fields, war of the whole wide world
Find the biting point.
Tim Timothy Tim!
The John Smith I was getting to know,
Do you like them, Mr Phillips? I made them myself.
forged in the heart of a dwarf star.
What in thunder's name is this?
- You're so... -And it was real, I wasn't...
We need a Time Lord.
Doctor, Martha.
and if the parents tried to stop their little girl, then...
- Oh, my God! Where's the watch? -What are you talking about?
- Mr Smith. -She was with Baines in the village.
That's right. Now, take my hand.
Would you rather that?
an archduke of Austria was shot by a Serbian.
Doesn't this scare you enough to change back?
We wanted to live forever.
Mr Smith, I think you should escort your lady friend to safety, don't you?
They've gone mad, sir. They've got guns.
If they find u; Martha, open the watch.
Mr Phillips has been murdered. Mr Smith, can you tell me why?
- Is that how he talks? -That's him!
And I hope to God he won't remember me saying this.
- Who are you? -I saw you at the dance.
Before I devise an excellent and endless series of punishments
"A journal of Impossible Things."
How was she?
Sandbags to the north and west!