Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hold my hand, Doctor.

Right. Amy, make Mr Van Gogh comfortable.

One, I pay for my own drinks, thank you.

"Come on! Capture my mystery!"

But, to me, Van Gogh is the finest painter of them all.

The ultimate ginge.

You'll just have to draw something better.

And when you leave - and everyone always leaves -

the wind swirling through the air

It's the best I could do.

Far from casual. Seems to me you never talk about anything else.

Though I still can't believe one of the Haystacks

You know, sometimes winning - winning is no fun at all.

Before he killed himself.

No. Definitely not. This is the problem with the Impressionists -

And you'll be sure to tell me if you see any, you know, monsters.

Without a long speech, if poss. I'm in a hurry.

Amy, get back. He's having some kind of fit.

- Absolutely. One of my favourites. - One of my favourite whats?

Away, all of you vultures! This is my daughter. Giselle.

Maybe not that soon.

This is a creature called the Krafayis.

- You've never seen my work before. - Ah, yes.

Damn. He's moved.

- This is risky. - Riskier than normal?

with no hope of praise or reward.

- Is it a face? - Yes.

Any churchy plans? Are churches, chapels, religiousy stuff like that,

where do you think Van Gogh rates in the history of art?

- Will you follow him? - Of course!

- Wait a minute. - What?

1890. Less than a year before...

I'm not sure about mad either.