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All weapons at operational ready.
Yes, sir.
that assigned me a female yeoman...
Prepare for simulated attack.
Space, the final frontier.
Do you know the game?
It's a dummy.
Full speed.
When we attempted to move away from it,
- Plotted and laid in, sir. - Engage, warp factor 1.
- Captain to Bridge. - Spock here.
Balok's tractor beam has to be a heavy drain of power on a small ship.
- Transporter ready? - Well, yes, sir. But it's risky.
Has it occurred to you that there's a certain...
- I'll select what kind of action... - I'm sorry, sir. I thought...
you know this to be true.
that I will conduct you to a planet of the First Federation
Object changing direction too, sir. Keeps coming at us.
I got more.
Bailey, you're relieved!
Ahead, half speed.
Range, 125 meters now.
- Assuming we get out of this... - Nobody's given up yet.
it emitted radiation harmful to our species.
to seek out new life and new civilizations,
Eight thousand degrees.
Aren't you the one that always says a little suffering is good for the soul?
Captain, we're being invaded
Warp factor.
This is the Bridge.
What do they want from us? Let's find out what they want...
Eight-six.
There is no escape.
See, he's doing a countdown!
have encountered alien life forms.
Nothing, captain. No contacts, no objects in any direction.
I'll be right up.
It is the custom of Earth people to try and avoid misunderstanding
Evasive manoeuvres mr Sulu
Mr. Scott, ready the transporter room.
- I'm Captain Kirk. - And McCoy and Bailey.
For having other things on your mind? My fault.
woah! yeah! acid!
Keep repeating the exercise until we're proficient, gentlemen.