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- no matter which way he turns. - Yes, sir.

Engines need work badly, captain.

Phaser crew reports ready, sir.

Ahead slow, sir.

Other ships must have made star maps of some of this.

Wound-up toy soldiers? Don't you know when you're dying?

No further communication will be accepted.

Just a few seconds more.

Now as I was about to say, navigator,

His life-sustaining system isn't operating.

Question, will he grow careless?

- She'll blow soon! - Now, Mr. Sulu. Impulse power too.

But you'd find out more about us that way.

to either one of two possibilities.

We will relent in your destruction

- Lieutenant Uhura. - Hailing frequency still open, sir.

I was curious to see how they appeared.

All decks: Alert.

Yes, we're very much alike, captain.

- Yes, sir. - We'll try pulling away from it.

You now have seven minutes left.

If it has none to you...

into the memory banks of any Earth ship.

Our respect for other life forms requires that we give you this warning.

- Point-blank range and closing. - Fire main phasers.

Go ahead, be seated.

All decks, stand by.

Whatever it is, it seems to want to just hold us here.

I want a right-angle course. Shear away from him,

What the devil is this? Green leaves?