The Doctor and Clara assemble a team in order to Ocean’s-11 into a maximum security bank guarded by a telepathic space cow
Clara is fed up of The Doctor putting her on the shelf, so she colours in her face and is almost out of the door for her second date with world’s worst civilian-murdering flirt Danny Pink when the TARDIS phone starts ringing off the hook.
The next thing they remember is dropping memory worms in a conference room full of strangers, a motley crew of gifted misfits gathered together by the mysterious Architect to break reputedly the most impregnable bank in the universe.
Between them and their promised loot for which their past selves agreed to risk everything stand the telepathic guilt-sniffing Teller, amoral security nut Ms Delfox, and maybe some soldiers? Because the bank’s interiors are nothing but camouflage.