Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Never mind the damned supplies. What about my treasure?
Okay. Well, remember if you get an itch, don't scratch too hard.
Okay. What if you don't come back to life? What if...
but since you had a problem with sensors I won't go there. Look.
Don't shoot! The powder will blow and kill us all.
You're big on the gun thing, aren't you?
I've set my course now.
I'm sorry about your mother.
I was wrong.
- Ugh! Look. -What is it?
We'll prick our fingers.
Except for the gun thing. And the beardiness.
He told you to wait, you dog. He's your Captain. A naval officer.
He's drowning. Go find him!
Doctor! Wait.
We are not helpless!
- That sounds bad. -Yes, it is!
Toby!
So she anaesthetises people and then puts their body in stasis.
"Rats" was all I could hear.
Yeah? Well, we stopped paying attention a while back.
And become a human doctor for humans. Oh, sister, you are good!
- Quickly, man. -I... I can't.
I'm the Doctor, this is Amy, Rory. We're sailors, same as you. Arr!
Liar!
That thing isn't just a ravenous hunter. It's intelligent.
It's not just blood. She's coming for all the sick and wounded,
Darkness. Demon.
Honour-bound? Do you know what kind of ship this is?
Drowning, on the point of death.
Don't need to, do I?
You're saying that if I don't get up now...