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