Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, Mr. Hengist. Not ghosts.
I suggest you take advantage of the opportunity.
without resolution.
Since you find it impossible to let us go back up to our ship,
- She's dead, Jim. - Stabbed a dozen times.
Your manual overrides are extremely limited in life.
REDJAC! REDJAC! REDJAC!
That ought to do everything. That ought to do it. That ought to do everything. That ought to do it.
generating more sheer horror than the male of the species.
Is this true? Who are you?
...all the time. They fought constantly.
Spock.
Scotty, give me a hand.
Were you angry enough to do violence?
that this matter be resolved according to Argelian law. Is that clear?
Gentlemen.
with an arm full of this stuff I wouldn't be afraid of a supernova
Mellitus, cloud creature of Alpha Majoris I.
Captain's log, stardate 3615.4.
Where have they been the past few minutes?
On the Enterprise we can make a recording of the registrations
As we know, the value of pi is a transcendental figure
Anger is a relative state, sir.
Captain out.
I have existed from the dawn of time, and I shall live beyond its end.
- Better give yourself a shot, doctor. - No, I think I want to stay clear.
If it's impossible for it to be human, it has to be something else.
What happened next?
we shall learn the truth.
what better position from which to kill with impunity
You and all aboard your ship are about to die!
If he says he can't remember, he probably doesn't. You know Scotty.
No! Kill you all. Die! Make you suffer!
Very well.
No, captain. Something.
I'm sorry, sir, but I must.
Inaccurate, inaccurate. Data in error.
We shall return to them.
Hysterical amnesia.
Shall we begin?
Redjac. Redjac. Redjac!
virtually immortal.
Do you have it, captain?
a planet without violence,
Captain, under normal conditions,
While on therapeutic shore leave, Mr. Scott has fallen under suspicion