Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You realise life can be so brief.
The whole thing will blow.
Now tell me, what happened to the crew of this station?
It's how I'd do it.
The TARDIS is on the other side of that.
We're fighting an algorithm.
A spreadsheet.
- What? - Let's say I'm right.
Thanks, mate.
and leave the big picture till later, yeah?
and you might as well stay home.
Removed it from the TARDIS the other night after your lecture.
- The only unit worth a damn out here. - Of course they are.
You're awake. Told you.
Your life is in our hands.
And... Ah! Speech.
When you panic, you breathe quicker.
No.
What, it's standing for him?
It worked.
What's that?
Well, his tank's full.
Open it.
Listen to Mr Boring.
Death, where is thy sting?
Laters.
You could have told us your actual plan in the first place.
It is true, Abby.
Or my lungs will explode.
What?
- Breathe in, breathe out. - Anybody?
Best guess, someone hacked the network.
- Velma. - Good morning.
So they can't receive commands.
We better go. Come on. But keep breathing.
Yeah. just... just a little freaked, I think.
The suits, the ships, the little bubbles of safety,
So they can't come here?
Correct. My name's Velma.
Not that it matters.
Don't do this.
Any unlicensed oxygen will be automatically expelled
Ah, don't mention it.
All the suits got the same command.
They're not your rescuers.
What if there was never a hack?
Well, your suit is set to auto.