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Program a series of simulated attacks and evasion maneuvers.

- Kirk here. What's going on? - Have a look at this, captain.

Its five-year mission: To explore strange new worlds,

- They want us to lose our heads... - We've only got eight minutes left.

Mode of power? Beats me what makes it go.

The reading goes off my scale, captain. It must be a mile in diameter.

I'll change first then. Captain out.

That's a boy. Keep it up. Work up a little sweat.

I'll state that I warned you about Bailey's condition.

whenever possible. We destroyed your space buoy

I'm ordering you to drop it.

Even an alien would be welcome.

On the double, deck five. Give me a green light.

I know, I know. A thousand questions.

- Anything further, gentlemen? - I believe it adds up

- It's coming at light speed. - Collision course.

- The message is repeating, sir. - Any reply?

I'd end up talking to myself.

Care to speculate on what we'll find if we go on ahead?

This is the captain of the Enterprise speaking.

Captain's log, stardate 1512.2:

It's a strain, captain. Engines are overloading.

woah! yeah! acid!

three, two, one.

There are lives at stake. By our standards, alien life.

Intermix temperature, 7,400 degrees.

I've heard you say that man is ultimately superior

Navigator's position's rough enough for a seasoned man...

It's blocking the way.

woah! yeah! acid!

That's my report.

But you probed our memory banks.

- More power. - We're super-heating.