Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Who's there?
It's like the Silurians all over again!
Chopra! 474! Come on!
and that's only correct.
We heard the scream but...
To die? They wouldn't thank you for that.
There's footage here of everyone.
He knows what he's talking about!
Um, I'm Clara.
38th century.
Morpheus?
Careful!
- Spoken like a true Rip! - Don't call me that.
Doctor, if the grav-shields are decaying...
Deep-Ando! We've lost him!
Marvellous, ma'am. All hail, Morpheus, eh?
Trust me, I think...
'Ah, this is where I come in.'
Drifting through the air.
There would inevitably be questions when you got to Triton.
Deep-Ando, this is Nagata.
What's in there?
And that keeps us safe.
Come on, we need to find Deep-Ando.
- Don't be ridiculous. - Doctor!
Hello again!
Well, there was that incident with the grav-shields, but...
A man who hasn't slept for five years...
Grav and orbit's stable. There must be power.
Hello.
What does she mean grown?
'They came from Triton.
'Deep-Ando. Conscript.
So, they spared me.
Will you open up now?
The power's been almost entirely out since we arrived.
I wouldn't bet on that, pet.
But always, always,
- Oh, run, run, run! - Run! Run!
Chopra go.
- Doctor! - Clara?
This is the Doctor.
They'll spread everywhere.
Come on.
Get ship. Go home.