Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Letters 50 feet high, a message from the dawn of time,

The TARDIS is exploding right now and I'm the only one who can stop it!

that centurion...

What could inspire that level of fear?

Doctor, there's something wrong with the TARDIS,

now the whole neighbourhood has to listen to his screaming.

Please, no, I don't want to go.

This is the Royal Collection.

- Why's it exploding? - I assume it's some kind of warning.

Nothing is ever forgotten, not completely.

I said, "Stay where you are!"

I hate good wizards in fairy tales. They always turn out to be him.

No, I'm missing something obvious, Rory!

And tonight he's going to need your help.

We are honoured by your presence.

But bad news, everyone...

If I can stop whatever's in this box getting out, then they'll all go home.

Because you are.

Aaargh! No! No, please, no!

Did the Doctor send you?

Your limits and capacities have been extrapolated.

OK, Romans, good, I was just wishing for Romans, good old River. How many?

And every other moment in history is cracking around it.

the girl with the red hair.

I need to find the Doctor, and I need to show him this.

OK, this Pandorica thing.

Oh, and something else, I don't have anything...to...lose!

and read the very first words in recorded history.

What's it short for? Roranicus?

Cos guess who?! Ha!

OK, so something's been here.

- I can't break free. - Well, then, shut down the TARDIS.

I'm a thing. I'll kill you. Just go!

- swordy thing. - Yeah.

Yes. Dalek ships and Cyberships.

- What's wrong? - Your favourite school topic,

Minimum, 12,000 battleships, armed to the teeth.