Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Oxygen? - Low. 5.4.
[ Electrical Hum ]
Oh, sorry. I forgot about you, Doctor.
Picked this up instead.
Someone had to protect our little friend, my boy.
Gosh.
[ Will ] Feel that heat. The comet's closer.
Close to our present position, there appears to be a planet...
And deny me the simple pleasure I have derived...
He'll read this!
They're not replying.
get back in the ship...
But we don't want to go back to Earth, Dr. Smith. We want to go to Alpha Centauri!
including our, uh, increasingly annoying extra passenger, Dr. Smith.
I'm on your side.
It's pulling us!
every last contact in it is as familiar to me as my own name?
Turn left.
- [ Will's Voice Echoing ] Dad! - Will?