Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's an emergency, trust me. Just...
She enjoyed that... way too much.
- The battle? - No, the station. Really, Doctor.
We're keeping her here until someone can take her home for burial.
What? What is it?
So you just want the human dead, is that it?
He's got this whole secret room in the TARDIS
- I wondered if you were... - Oh, no. I let him know I was OK.
.. 82.
London streets that suddenly disappeared from human view? No.
You heard Ashildr. All we have to do is persuade these creatures
What were you doing last night?
And in all of that time,
She will be under my personal protection. That is absolute.
they know their work's been stolen. Clever, right?
- She was saving you. - I was lost a long time ago.
Just move it slowly over the grid. When we're done, we'll have a map
- Clara, if I'd known, I'd... - Don't. Shut up.
Are you sure it wasn't someone from the street?
Obviously! Which means
Be a Doctor.
! What in the racket!
we cannot take you back down your timeline just to fix a tattoo.
Go on, then. Take it off.
Clara gave you my number for emergencies.
the trap street, ever shows up on someone else's map,
You were upset, weren't you?
Take that how you like.
This isn't about Rigsy. It's about me.
Please, no resistance.
Weren't you listening? I'm under the Mayor's personal protection.
except Anah and the human.
Like I said, it's best we get inside.
Infinite lifespan, finite memory -- it makes for an awkward social life.
Oh, the hell it will!
You lot are always overlooking things, but whole streets?
- You've been retconned. - Huh? - What-conned?
yet you don't know exactly what's going on?
So, what then? You think someone called him here? Set him up?