Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're all in a book in Amy's house, a children's picture book.
OK, should be feeding back to you now. River, what's out there? Getting anything?
- What happens today? - Us. The TARDIS can translate anything.
Daleks, Doctor.
- What was that? - OK, I need a proper look.
A good wizard tricked it.
You taught me.
I can't believe I've never thought of this before, it's genius.
Now, word on the belt is, you're looking for time travel.
- Oh, shut up. - What?
or reason with it.
Come here!
A scenario was devised from the memories of your companion.
- River, what's happening?! - I don't know, it's the engines.
- Vavoom! - Va-what?
Faces in photographs, luggage, half-eaten meals...
I need to find him.
Doctor, this once, just this one time, please, you have to run.
The universe is big. It's vast and complicated and ridiculous,
Doctor!
Because I...am...talking!
But Vincent's painting - the TARDIS was exploding, is that going to happen?
Doesn't matter, the cracks are everywhere now.
But I don't know you, I've never seen you before in my life.
- That's a Roman legion. - Well, yeah.
The kind I just put in your wine.
It's about the Doctor, Ma'am.
How can you be here?
Yes, OK. OK, OK, OK. Dalek fleet.
- You're surrounded. Have you got a plan? - Yes!
You're not supposed to understand it, Prime Minister.
The TARDIS, where is it? Hurry up!
No, pm.
You died and then you were erased from time.