Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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