Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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