083 Doctor Who (The Robots Of Death)
It’s curtains for Kass, peril for Kerril and Chubb….erm…no, I’ve got nothing. They’re dead, anyway. Because deep in the deserts of mumblemumblemumble, the crewmembers of a giant travelling bucket and spade are being killed off one by one. But, since none of them actually like each other, nobody seems too bothered. They’re all too pre-occupied with themselves. Commander Uvanov plans to use the money he makes on this trip to finance a computer game he’s invented called The Legend of Zilda, named after the (frankly, inexplicable) woman of his dreams. Who has actually just drowned herself in her own tears after being beaten by Toos in the Ship’s Silliest Hat competition. Borg has found that resistance really IS futile while Dask has discovered cosplay and is taking it a tad too far. Poul has gone off the deep end (Ho Ho). So it’s up to D-3PO, A-I Private Eye, to save the day. Because Leela’s too busy playing with a magic yo-yo and the Doctor has gone peanut snorkling.