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Not until my order.

You are Lieutenant D'Amato, senior geologist.

That computer must be programming these replicas.

You want to kill me?

It's hard to see.

the computer projected a replica of the only image available:

Sulu's alive because I intervened.

Mr. Sulu, if I'd wanted a Russian history lesson,

Well, you wouldn't have thought so, Mr. Spock, if you'd been among us.

What with? Bare hands?

Who have you come for?

Without the Enterprise, we need food, and we need water,

I'm starting to open the access panel now.

Check the bypass valve on the matter/antimatter reaction chamber.

- Then why do you wanna kill me? - You are an invader.

I don't need a blooming cuckoo clock.

Looks like an aurora borealis in there.

I am for you, Mr. Watkins.

From where this brain had the power to send the Enterprise:

I suggest no supernatural explanation, captain.

Well, the opportunity to explore so young a planet

What you're saying is that the planet didn't blow up.

Scott to Bridge. Scott to Bridge.

Who have you come for this time?

Any matter that comes in contact with antimatter triggers the explosion

to return to the place where they were last seen

You are Lieutenant Sulu. You were born on the planet Earth.

- You never can tell. - Aye, sir.

I note it, Mr. Scott, without necessarily understanding it.

I will set the outpost controls on automatic.

I have awaited the regular supply ship from home for medical assistance,

You were on the Enterprise.

- That's the same red rock. - My phaser didn't cut through.

Magnetic force has dropped to normal, sir.

But what people created this? Are there any representatives here?

Hand me the tools.

We're not sure.

All these thousands of years

A ghost planet?