Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What's the prize? - For the final ever race,

What does it look like? This monument?

ANGSTROM: Here we go.

I mean, I really need you right now.

Okay, now that was impressive.

RYAN: We must be near now.

GRAHAM: What was that?

Oh, sorry, Yaz. I forgot you were there. All gonna be fine.

RYAN: Yeah, where are we actually going?

Yaz is right. I mean, she's our best hope,

that everyone else is racing to get away from.

There's never been a joint winner of the Rally.

don't mean to say it didn't happen.

Shut up. You're not part of this.

I'm the Doctor. These are my new best friends.

You're Albarian, he said?

Yeah, like the one on Surrey Street.

This was a living, breathing planet once.

Afraid of your own newness.

I don't think you are.

Instant disqualification applies.

ANGSTROM: Have you seen yourself, Epzo?

Just off the Final Planet, which is out of orbit.

And you could've been killed.

If we stick together, if you trust me, we can get out of this.

Well, the three suns in the sky are a bit of a giveaway.

Anyway, shall we?

Climbing ladders under pressure.

Can I ask what is actually going on here?

Takes half an Althusian lifetime to make just one of these.

(WEAPON FIRING)

Everything within the perimeter is target practice.

I promised you and I let you down.

They can't be dead.

Your friend Ilin warned us not to travel at night.

Well, I'm sorry I can't be of any more help.

That's more like it.

I love a good hologram. I was a hologram once.

What? Seriously?

Hi, we were loads of solar systems away, I was trying to find my own ship,

- Nice move. - Thanks.

ANGSTROM: You don't get this to yourself.

- No. - Pretty cruel race.

Pay the prize or pay the price.

We're about to die and you're still having a go?

We were in space.

We need to get out of the tunnels.

- Where's Ryan and Graham? - There! The planet's there.

That's quite some achievement.