Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bless you, though.

Non-psychic technology won't work where I'm going.

What did you see?

and I am afraid.

Oh, that's what that noise was. Lovely.

Let me show you the way home.

The Tardis, she's time.

you know, when they're special to us.

Right here, on this exact spot, if I can work out how to do it.

And that's it, is it?

Yours too, of course.

the Maiden in the Dark,

Totally. Peachy keen. Okay, then.

Forgive me, but isn't it all a little bit, well, make do and mend?

I've got this weird feeling it's looking at me.

the Witch of the Well.

November 25th, 1974.

Hila Tacorian's here, in a pocket universe.

In four seconds, I'd be stranded. In ten, I'd be dead.

Resolve themselves, by and large.

Oh, I'm so slow.

Assistant. It's 1974.

I mean, from her perspective, she crash landed three minutes ago.

No. Your pants are so on fire.

I can take you to her.

There's something in the mist.

in a lonely old house, looking for ghosts?

Yes, I suppose it is.

This is my house, Doctor, and it belongs to me.

I dare you. No takesies-backsies.

You wanted a word?

work out a few kinks.