Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're telling me I can phone anyone anywhere in space and time on my mobile?
Doctor, we've moved to area 77.
You're a long way from home, Martha, half a universe away.
- Not so far. -Well, that's something.
What about you?
- It's me again. -Three calls in one day.
What's wrong with him?
Korwin's gone.
How are we supposed to know that?
What do you mean, it's my fault?
He's not human. If he says he can survive, then he can.
It'll use me to kill you if you don't.
Secure closure active.
- That is brilliant. -I know. See?
It's burning me up. I can't control it.
Using your mobile is cheating
Decompression initiated.
- That's all? -For now.
turbulence. Sorry. Come on, Martha, let's take a look.
- Are you police? -Why would we be police?
- What's brought this on? -I never say it.
- What are you doing? -Freezing him. Ice vents.
Nothing's any use. We've got no engines, no time and no chance.
- No response. -What?
We're due to upgrade next docking. Scan all engine reports.
I'll be back for you.
- I'm scared. I'm so scared. -Just stay calm.
- Doctor. -Forty two minutes until what?
His whole biological make-up... It's impossible.
We're just a cargo ship.
- Tiny glimmer of hope. -If it works.
By the way, you'll be needing this.
The generator's going. If we can harness that... Ah!
I'll be round for tea, roughly.
- Who are you? -He's the Doctor and I'm Martha. Hello.