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Only a matter of time before we all go mad,
Because he'll try to find her.
Tell them, Jim! Tell them, Jim! Tell them, Jim! Tell them, Jim!
That was when they started to get sick in the before time.
"Progress report, genetics section. Life prolongation project."
That little girl...
They're fading.
Not the grups. It's you hurting, yelling, maybe killing.
I've gotta do something about the others.
The disease doesn't seem to be interested in you.
What's the dosage?
You're doing fine.
That's not good enough!
The third planet in this solar system, according to my instruments.
No! No! No!
But grups, they know things and all that.
Dr. McCoy took tissue samples of each of us
I'm gonna tell you something.
No, please, don't. I didn't do anything.
It's enough that it works.
No, I don't mind.
I've already contacted Space Central. They'll send teachers, advisers.
Now listen to me.
The disease, captain. The one they created 300 years ago.
Metabolic rate, 72 percent.
- More of you? How many? - All there are.
- how are you gonna get her away? - It's easy.
There couldn't be any doubt about what you've found here?
You...
I wouldn't lie to you.
in a very short period, leaving only the children.
of what happened to their parents.
Am I doing all right?
Like... Like those creatures you're afraid of, like Louise.
Spare me the analysis, Mr. Spock, please?
Being a red-blooded human obviously has its disadvantages.
Its metabolic rate.
We're trying, Mr. Spock. We're trying hard.
But they were just children.
Enterprise is standing by with its labs, computers, ready to assist us,
Tell them, Jim! Tell them, Jim! Tell them, Jim! Tell them, Jim!