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' Nyah yah yah-yah yah Nyah yah yah-yah yah '

We can help you!

- Still no response, communications? - None, Captain.

Just like it did with the Grups.

' Nyah yah yah-yah yah '

Communicators, Captain...

According to their life prolongation plan,

Back on the ship, I used to try to get you to look at my legs.

I agree. Bickering is pointless.

study study study

Is he dead, Mr. Spock?

Study, study, study,

when the teacher tries to punish some one and they are mentally unstable

- Look at it! It's in you! - No!

[Spock] They're fading.

- You want to go someplace with me? - Sure.

I think children have an instinctive need for adults.

- Take me there? - That's a bad place.

which apparently is an exact duplicate of the Earth.

They have such little time to do this dumb thing of theirs--

It spreads real fast. I know.

- He's telling the truth. - They're Grups!

There couldn't be any doubt about what you found here?

Captain's Log, stardate 2717.3--

There's no adult interpretation. I think we're dealing with children,

This fellow made these notes

Somewhere, up in the sky,

That was some foolie, Maurice.

We've got to have those communicators.

One by one, they got the disease,

NOT ONE... TWO.