VIDEO | DAY 2 | 001
[From the looks of it, Martha is in the debriefing room, her face lit up by the cool glow of the consoles.] Hello, everyone. [She speaks with a London accent.]
My name is Martha Jones, and I'm in the same situation as the rest of you. I just wanted to let everyone know... I'm a medical officer. Even if you aren't exactly human, I'll do my best to help with any of your wounds. [And considering some of the dangerous things that people are trying to do for the sake of getting them away from that singularity, she expects a lot of patients.]
The problem is that the med bay is still inaccessible and no one's had any luck with changing that yet. I'm gonna give it another go after this. [At that point, something changes in her expression, as if she's imagining a specific face on the other side of the feed.] Jack, I might need your help with that.
[There's a pause, and then she lets out a sigh, looking uncertain for a moment. It only lasts for a second before it's replaced by a much more determined expression.] Look, I know that things seem bad. But we've managed for two days already, right? We can do this. I'm here to help, so contact me any time, day or night. [Not that night or day really exists in space, but she's trying to keep things simple.]
Good luck, everyone.
Oh! And I think this is probably a lost cause by now, but if anyone comes across someone called the Doctor, let him know that I'm looking for him. He's a tall, skinny bloke -- his hair kinds of sticks up, and he wears a long brown coat. Speaks at a mile a minute. [She looks slightly hopeful, but once again, the expression is brief.] Thank you. [And the feeds shuts off.]
My name is Martha Jones, and I'm in the same situation as the rest of you. I just wanted to let everyone know... I'm a medical officer. Even if you aren't exactly human, I'll do my best to help with any of your wounds. [And considering some of the dangerous things that people are trying to do for the sake of getting them away from that singularity, she expects a lot of patients.]
The problem is that the med bay is still inaccessible and no one's had any luck with changing that yet. I'm gonna give it another go after this. [At that point, something changes in her expression, as if she's imagining a specific face on the other side of the feed.] Jack, I might need your help with that.
[There's a pause, and then she lets out a sigh, looking uncertain for a moment. It only lasts for a second before it's replaced by a much more determined expression.] Look, I know that things seem bad. But we've managed for two days already, right? We can do this. I'm here to help, so contact me any time, day or night. [Not that night or day really exists in space, but she's trying to keep things simple.]
Good luck, everyone.
Oh! And I think this is probably a lost cause by now, but if anyone comes across someone called the Doctor, let him know that I'm looking for him. He's a tall, skinny bloke -- his hair kinds of sticks up, and he wears a long brown coat. Speaks at a mile a minute. [She looks slightly hopeful, but once again, the expression is brief.] Thank you. [And the feeds shuts off.]