Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...if we'd send that message to the moon on a silicon disc,

I expected them to be... giants, gods.

but they can't even get us a decent water cooler.

what a lot of dreary nonsense the dean is talking and why doesn't he shut up.

about what happened after the moonwalk?

And do you know all these people in the pictures?

And how many staff do you have here anyway?

I think I'm not talking so much about...

- Down two and a half. - Shh. Please.

That is why you are all so... so lost.

- You see? - Shh.

- forced to eat venison each year? - No.

Are you able to join us for a drink?

The promise of space has never felt more real...

How far will you burn down,

ghostly silence...

I'll tell you what I think.

Apollo 11 has now completed its trans-lunar injection burn,

- Here at the palace? - Yes.

They have mouths, but they speak not.

- Good morning. - Your Royal Highness.

Andrew, darling. It's time.

Because we heard you had a thousand rooms.

but it all seems to have gone off without a hitch.

And entirely anticlimactic when you meet them in person.

- Let's go. - Come on!

to get some rest before we took off again, so I...

and now, because of one event, they will be forever.

And the son of man that Thou visitest him?"

ticking things off.

They have ears, but they hear not.

It has a stark beauty all its own.

And watching you three heroes at work...

What exactly do you hope to discover?

but also from observing it in... well, in others,

That sense of directionlessness and redundancy is...