Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A spaceship powered by waves. Fabulously impossible.
Thank you, Doctor.
All right, where are we, and what is that noise?
Another spacecraft.
Don't do that.
After what we've just been through?
Don't move!
You just want them for yourself.
Please!
What's the escape plan?
117 years... Data records.
Even the Doctor couldn't object to that.
Exactly. That's what we need to find.
Doesn't taste right, too metallic.
Do it, boy.
Never been there, exciting!
but I have my own ship.
You think I'd just let you leave without me, huh?
And they're all yours. You wouldn't leave me, Doctor.
It takes way too long.
Golf balls. Grassy residue.
No idea.
Exposed on a beach, less than thrilled.
Hello! You weren't busy, were you?
It's better than golf.
Thank you, computer. Look at that.
I'm not sure I've ever been happier.
Did you hear that?
We're about to be hit by missiles and you're asking me that?
Think how much wiser we'll be by the end of all this.
Never really understood that phrase.
Didn't want you to miss it. Now, just a quick hop.
Are you also a queen?
Ah, yes, but I didn't have this plan then, did I?
Really promise. The others, they're not you.
Is it?
Who are you calling Rusty? Have you seen yourself lately?
Hello! Having trouble leaving?