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...put this star sector on our screen.
No reaction on our motion sensors,
Behold a marvel in the darkness.
My command post here.
The body of the Centurion too.
But Specialist Tomlinson is manning it alone.
which allowed no quarter, no captives.
Navigation?
...I remind you of your duty.
and no responsibility.
Forgive me, my old friend...
Our gift to the homeland, another war.
Still no sign of movement.
I have you on my screen now. Switching to visual.
Our chance, gentlemen.
to avoid interspace war,
All decks, Condition Red.
Bring it to the Briefing Room. Are you ready, gentlemen?
....AND A BODY, CAPTAIN.
Tomlinson, the boy who was gonna get married this morning.
At last, the screen is clear, commander.
I could've called you "friend."
Make a challenge. Warn that ship off.
Yes, captain. Then Outpost 3 an hour later.
We know Outpost 4 has been attacked, sir,
...they may not be able to see us.
If you refuse, permit me the glory of the kill, commander.
Now show our position.
- What's our position? - Course unchanged, sir.
Not accurate, but if we blanket them, we...
- Phaser two, fire. - Phaser two, fire.
- Position of the intruder, Mr. Spock. - Disappeared.
Nor was there even ship-to-ship visual communication.
Fire!
Death and more death.
Picking up communication, sir.