Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes. Do you have an appointment?
Flameproof forest...
You will never step inside your Tardis again.
We could have a picnic.
We're about to burn.
Good job!
Now, go.
you can tell me then.
- Who wants to be navigator? - Me, me, me!
Trafalgar Square! Well done, Bradley. Excellent navigation skills.
Who are they?
Everyone says she's in love with Mr Pink.
Well, no, no, no. That was, urn, that was from ages ago.
Doctor? Look behind us.
Oh, yeah.
You see, what happened was...
I don't know. She takes tablets and they stop.
Well, Ruby, it seems there are a lot of trees in the way.
That's not quite true.
It's like they're flameproof or something.
Why does everything have to go?
Please. Something's chasing me.
You. Have you got a name at all?
We have to listen to her, we have to find her.
I can't eat nuts. I've got an allergy.
Why can't we just wait here till they've gone?
- Who? - Miss.
These trees all appeared at once. That wasn't a coincidence.
But it didn't. It knocked a few trees over.
Never. Not ever.
- Maebh's going to die! - Ahhh!
- We're looking for a little girl. - Stay back.
Maebh? Maebh?
Well, there must be...
What's a navigator?
Taking them where?
London has just been taken over by a gigantic forest.
What is it?
I thought it would spoil an otherwise enjoyable walk.
Most people are confused by that.
Maebh, what's this? What is this?
- Have you got the number? - Um, yep.
Special unit.
Look, sir. No rings.
Hang on. There's a knack to this.