Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let's get the hell out of here
February 23, 1936.
At least not the Earth we know.
I am the Guardian of Forever.
Many such journeys are possible.
They'd have been returned in the morning.
What? Oh, yes. it's quite untidy.
On one condition.
She has two possible futures then.
it will drive McCoy.
Switching to manual, captain.
Strangely compelling, isn't it?
Empty. Communications,
Where are we?
Do you know what you just did?
to let you go out that way.
I am both and neither.
Yes, of course, captain.
at the place where I live for $2 a week.
...MUST DIE.
We speak the same language.
My young man is taking me
We have a what, captain?
just when to jump.
I'm not a do-gooder.
nationally famous.
Perhaps there's something I can do around here
Peace was the way.
On the order of 10,000 centuries old.
Who, me, doctor?
Fascism. Hitler.
I believe I can approximate
Time we faced the unpleasant facts.
No. Don't run!
Allow me to show my gratitude.
a little out of step with the time.
of time displacement,
but...that's hardly a Navy uniform.
Annoyed, Spock?
I saw her obituary.
What are your names?
the time ripples now, captain.
into the Second World War.
served together.
Precautionary measure, lieutenant.
...connection burning someplace.
I need radio tubes and so forth. My hobby.
possibly a month...
I believe...
of his arrival.
We seem to be costumed
Spock.
to explain in any case, captain.
before he does whatever it was
I am my own beginning, my own ending.
Recording, sir.
if I'm correct.
A flop is a place to sleep.
All connecting decks have been placed on alert.
The very same.
Uh, did you.. Did you do something wrong?
That coffee, it just smells wonderful.
And you, um...