More British television for you all
oH mY GOD i have never seen Berrywood laugh so much
OH MY GOD. YOU ALL NEED TO WATCH THIS.
That is not what I was expecting omg
Holy shit I was not expecting that LOL…
SCREAMS AT MONITOR
HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD THAT WAS ALMOST SHOCKING
mum made me a cup of tea but i’m pissed off at her so i’m not gonna go drink it
that’s how we show our anger in england, you see
actually, we did that first
Do yourself a favour. Click on the picture.
holy fucking shit
excuse me i’m just SAVING THIS FOREVER
i am on the verge of tears i am so excited for this
Oh dear god.
Guys. GUYS. MY CHILDHOOD.
YOU NEED THIS IN YOUR LIVES.
OMG It’s for the good of HUMANITY! CLICK IT!!!!
THERE WENT MY PRODUCTIVITY FOR TODAY
This is an amazing interview. But this part: “But I quite like to cook – although I like the time and space and the solitude to be able to get it right and I will follow a recipe sort of religiously so that I know it will be OK.” - I had a feeling that I was reading about Mad :P
A Scene That I Wish Could Be in the 50th Special
[The Doctor has asked Amy where she wants to visit, and she says she’s always fancied the Roaring 20’s. She favors New York, but the Doctor insists Scotland, land of her birth and all that. Of course, the TARDIS being the TARDIS, they don’t land quite when they mean to, and end up somewhere around 1938. Britain is on its toes—war is on the horizon, everyone on-edge. It’s not a particularly nice time to be, and our heroes are about to go waltzing away again when, wouldn’t you know it, alien invasion. Let’s say Sontarans, they’re always good for an invasion. It’s the middle of the night, the streets are clogged with aliens in helmets, chaos reigns. The Doctor sends Amy and Rory off to hijack the radio waves and get out the tip about “aim for the back of the neck,” to give the population a fighting chance. Meanwhile, he’s rushing through the streets, off to take over the Sontaran Battle Cruiser parked at the edge of town, when he hears a small child screaming from the mouth of an alleyway. Naturally, he rushes there, and sees a Sontaran menacing two dark-haired children—one a BOY of about nine, the other a GIRL no more than four, whose eyes are enormous with terror.]
DOCTOR: Oy, Mr. Potato Head! [The SONTARAN turns] Why don’t you pick on someone your own…well, I suppose you aren’t the tallest species, aren’t you, but that’s still no excuse to be…
[There is a sharp pinging sound. The SONTARAN, which has swiveled and leveled a gun at the Doctor, freezes and falls. A rock clatters to the pavement beside it. The BOY lowers his arm.]
BOY: Thank you for distracting it, sir. [He turns back to the girl, pulls her to her feet, brushes off her dress.] Stop crying, Violet. It’s all right now.
DOCTOR: That’s quite the arm you’ve got on you! Cricket, I bet, eh? Is it cricket? I used to love that kind of… well, and still do, as a matter of fact, but what’s more important is you kept a level head and didn’t panic, always keep a level head in a crisis, I say. And wear a good pair of running shoes. And don’t tickle a sleeping Drashig, and never step in a Spectrox nest, and…
BOY: Behind you, sir!
[The DOCTOR whirls. Another Sontaran stands behind him, blaster in hand. It aims for the children, but the BOY pushes the GIRL out of the way just in time. The shot hits the wall only inches from his head. Meanwhile, the DOCTOR has managed to jab his sonic into the Sontaran’s neck vent, disabling it.]
GIRL [crying, clinging to the boy]: I want to go home!
DOCTOR: Very nice save! I could use a pair of eyes like those, I don’t suppose you have any interest in traveling…
BOY: I’m sorry, sir, but I have to get my sister home.
DOCTOR: Yes, yes, good priorities there. Do you want me to come with you? I am in the middle of a mission, a bit, but…
BOY: We’ll manage, thank you.
DOCTOR: Of course you will, of course. [The BOY and the GIRL begin hurrying down the alley, he helping her along.] Tell me your name before you go? I like to know where I can find a useful pair of eyes.
BOY: [slightly suspicious of this obvious madman, but there are aliens all over the city so what can it hurt really] My name is Alistair, sir. Alistair Lethbridge-Stewart.
[The DOCTOR’s face does that thing that Matt Smith is so good at, where all the feelings.He crosses to the children, and kneels to look the BOY in the eye.]
DOCTOR: Well, Alistair Lethbridge-Stewart… [He swallows hard] I’ve been to more places and met more people than you could possibly dream of, but I think you might just be the bravest boy I’ve ever met.
BOY: [more concerned with getting off the street than with compliments from strangers, however heartfelt] Thank you, sir.
[The DOCTOR stands, blinks rapidly]
DOCTOR: Right. Off you go, then. And remember that bit about Drashigs, it’s a good thing to know.
[The BOY and GIRL hurry away. When they are almost out of sight…]
DOCTOR [whispering]: I think you’re going to turn out just fine.
[And the Doctor wipes the tears from his eyes, and hurries back for the Sontaran ship.]
Is there any other man you thought you might like to kiss?
Ken: What other male would I like to kiss? I don’t know. I think Ralph Fiennes is a good-looking lad. I don’t know that I want to kiss him. Rufus Sewell, maybe?
can you imagine gilderoy lockhart kissing voldemort? (i’d ship that lol)