Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- That's why it needs two. -Oi, be careful.
- What do you mean? -Look, Korwin's body is changing.
What are you typing?
Nobody's working on anything secret? 'Cause it's vital that you tell me.
Then what are you waiting for, Riley Vashtee? Get on it.
Impact in 4:47.
Who's there?
It went dead four minutes ago.
We don't have access from here.
The closer we get to the sun, the stronger it is...
The authorities will pick us up soon enough.
You mined that sun, stripped its surface for cheap fuel.
- My wife? -That's right.
So much noise.
Doctor, close the airlock now! That pod's gonna smash into him.
So, the power's still working.
We'll fall into the sun way before he has a chance to do anything.
- Hello? -Mum, it's me. It's Martha. Wow!
Really? Elvis!
- Try to be helpful, get abuse. Nice. -I'll help you. Make myself useful.
Burn with me.
Of course. What do you want to talk about?
It's your fault.
Venting systems working at full pelt, trying to cool down
Go on, my son.
"Classical music, who had the most pre-download number ones,
Oh, we're in the Toragy system. Lovely.
"Elvis Presley or The Bee-atlas?"
Thank you.
- How many crew members on board? -Seven, including us.
Doctor!
Everything's locked.
And, Martha, be careful. There may be something else on board the ship.