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It's been five years since his last message.
This is Roger Korby. Repeating, this is Dr. Roger Korby.
Ruk.
Andrea.
You must be Christine.
Enterprise to Korby.
My legs were gone.
that I was in your hands... To tell them what has become...
There's even a pulse. Physical sensation.
Then a simple layman's question, doctor.
To maintain your existence would be illogical.
...if I gave you a direct order to betray him?
Roger, what's happened to you?
He must have slipped.
No.
can be programmed for the better?
Why do you need me?
Kirk out.
Your programming.
To...
Can you understand that a human converted to an android
No, I'm... I'm not torn.
No, you cannot love.
Is the food appealing?
I presume you are Captain Kirk?
One at a time, gentlemen. Captain?
Different word, but the same old promises made by Genghis Khan,
Thank you for letting me make the decision, captain.
Obviously, I can't.
It may have been inhabited once, but the sun in this system
I was programmed by Korby. I cannot harm him.
I honestly don't know.
Dr. Korby's records and specimens will require careful packing.
Now strike him.
The Old Ones here, the ones who made us. Yes.
You?