Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Barbarian.
And necessary defensive weapons too.
Your complete message not received, Enterprise.
Have you launched the probe?
The Italians, green, white and red. British--
Deflector shield power weakening, captain.
We have a matter-energy device of our own.
Resolving it into our language.
An old Chinese philosopher from ancient Earth history.
Who, in this case, sail the galaxy
- Phasers on stun. - Already set.
Be you barbarians?
Who are you?
We'd tell you what we know about the planet,
Let me go!
The only one remaining is the one that needs no conversation.
They're firing again.
And they shamelessly clothe their females.
They'll last longest.
Are you now calling us thieves?
We will beam a science team of three to whatever coordinates you propose.
which clearly did not belong to you.
- Your point, counselor? - Let's talk to them.
Yes, trade, human. What do you offer?
Engineering, give me status on power recovery.
- Open hailing frequencies. - Open, sir.
What I said, Daimon Tarr, is--
Stop. Stop.
“Let the buyer beware."
A guardian of the Tkon Empire.
These planets were once outposts of that empire.
Thank you for your advice.
- What are you doing up there? - Most intriguing, sir.
Speak.
Hailing frequencies open, sir.
And it is against Starfleet orders to accept a surrender otherwise.
What is the answer to my challenge?
Given what is now happening to our ship, sir,
I need to poo
We seek only what is equitable. What do you seek?
- Bottom line, La Forge. - Ah, it's not good, sir.