Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't explain it.
Captain, there is a malfunction in this station.
I was preparing to beam out to somewhere.
Counselor,
Both of us quite normal now.
Sir.
it smells like diarrhea in here
It's the captain.
Terrifying experience for any intelligent being.
Of course, sir.
And you're telling me that there are no explanations for these malfunctions?
It is my duty to inform the captain
Don't you remember?
Captain's log, stardate 41249.3.
There's something here. I feel it.
It's about the dietary requirements of the Antican delegates.
Even Parliament's peacemakers may find this case a little difficult.
Captain, I was just--
What my sensor showed was...
Warp 8, sir.
I was starting to, maybe.
It's barbaric.
Is it in control of you, sir?
We wish you could understand the glorious adventure ahead.
Even you, sir.
to explore strange new worlds,
It seems the only possible conclusion.
And elates us.
but are the result of the actions of an unknown adversary.
Sir, I see no way for you to journey with an energy form.
Space, the final frontier.
to seek out new life and new civilizations,
Sir, the entity was caught in the ship's circuitry.
Sorry to call you, sir. Not strictly security.
I tend to agree.
Why the drop to impulse power, lieutenant?
whatever remains, however improbable,
I'm trying.
So, what the hell is going on here?
What do you want?
Sounds like our captain.
and scooped one of you from your home world.
But we have seen humans eat meat.