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Something to tell your kids. I mean... Martians...?!
Yes. We were... That sounds... That sounds...
This may not just be a grave you've uncovered.
Don't belong?! We're British! Mars is part of the empire now.
What the devil?
No! Colonel, colonel, you have to let me examine this.
No-one is to go near this thing until the morning, is that clear?
Your Majesty.
There's nothing for me back on Earth.
Indeed.
My Empress! My Queen!
This could be the entrance to an Ice Warrior Hive.
No! No! Don't shoot! For God's sake.
Doctor...
Bill? Bill?
What does?
Valkyrie... is...
Come on, mate. Don't muck about...
You ask for mercy for these creatures?
- And? - No joy so far.
Well, war is hell, what?
You'll get your share of the rhino, I promise!
and I fear I have not used my time well.
Oh, sod this for a game of soldiers.
Erm... He seems to have taken the TARDIS.
Someone's coming, Jackdaw!
Iraxxa, listen to me!
Even just a little bit of it.
Er... Yeah.
You will die with honour, with bravery,
Retreat! RETREAT!
You'd like it. It's got killer robots.
Well, I need to get back to Mars, in fact.