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(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(LAUGHS)
He's never been the best at being reliable.
Oh. I was expecting a tentacley thing.
And I was looking forward to that.
Me, Nan. We keep trying this.
- Look at you. You're a fed? - Yeah.
- (CAMERA BEEPS) - (SIGHS)
Can you stop calling me "mate"?
Isn't it obvious?
Looks like it took one of his teeth.
Soon to be leader of the Stenza warrior race,
(ALARM SOUNDING)
GRAHAM: Got a man down over here.
GRAHAM: Lots of you knew Grace longer than me,
Conquerors of the Nine ystems.
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
I thought as much. Right, you detonate the bombs,
GRACE: Graham, the door's just locked!
- (MACHINE WHIRRING) - Get in!
and get everybody off this site.
Because you parked in my spot!
or strange creatures out tonight?
ALL: Oh, my God.
I know where their site is. It ain't far.
- Well, can't we just defuse 'em? - Not without the right equipment.
Oh, it's gone again!
(BREATH TREMBLING) The thing I saw the night my sister...
Whoa! Ahhh! Oh.
No, not nearly.
(SIGHS)
My nan.
They've been lashed together and augmented into one super-creature.
But why did that guy move this thing from the Peaks to here?
Yeah, see? Now you're worried.
- Are you joking? - Nope. Sorry.
I'm slower because of all this fizzing inside.
Doctor, can I just say
Stay still, Ryan.
You said there were two aliens in a battle.
(PANTING) Okay.
Give him time.
Tim Shaw?
(EXHALES SHARPLY) Show me your collarbones.
Graham, Ryan's in danger. We don't have time to argue.
And you two know each other.
Promise me
- I'm configuring it... - (SONIC SCREWDRIVER WHIRRING)
Not really.
- Graham. - What?
Yeah, it basically is.
I'll destroy the recall.
Hey, look at this.
Hi. Us again.
(GROANS)
Best guess? Two species at war using Earth as a battleground.
That creature's guarding the bottom of it.
RYAN: There's my bike.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
Where's my sister?
I'm gonna be in such trouble if they find out I was there.
I just can't remember it. It's right there on the tip of my...
Right now I'm a stranger to myself.
I've got to ask you, any talk of weird stuff
- (LOCK CLATTERS) - Right.
RYAN: (SCREAMS AND LAUGHS) Oh, we made it!
Oh! Lost it.
- Tongue? - Tongue!
Sorting out fair play throughout the universe.
Whoa.
(PANTING)
Anyway, a second's not enough.