Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He can't take me home.
We don't know.
There you are,
Some help? Context?
Where?
guiding her home, back to the land of the living.
shining across the dimensions,
He's certainly got the right demeanour.
And what if somebody has a magic box,
Help me!
You are the lantern.
You see? The Witch of the Well.
In the 17th century, a local clergyman saw her.
Experience makes liars of us all.
She's thrown out of the hex, or he's thrown into it.
come on, then, big boy...
To be perfectly honest, I'll be interested to find out.
I'm not happy.
No, not everything.
Not we, you.
Well, quite a big bit.
Me, too.
I will not have this stolen out from under me, do you understand?
Caliburn House is over 400 years old,
Ready!
Just a few more seconds!
You want me to be afraid?
Well, if that's... That's fine.
Collapsing universe. You and me, dead, two minutes.
decayed back into the quantum foam.
Because you still need me.
Get ready to jump.
Am I going mad?
Clara? Yeah?
In the ground?
No.
have to be getting on with things.
Doctor? Yes?
She's so... So, so what?