Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm guessing, but you do look a little lonely.

Oh, this is Captain Jim Kirk of the Enterprise.

I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE FUCKBUFFALO, MR. SPOCK.

She's got some gray, Bones.

Would you stop by and look?

They're prime Mexican reds. I handpicked them.

Both Nancy and Crater...

Need a night editor?

A very interesting hypothesis, Doctor.

Another error on my part.

You're as bad as Jim Kirk.

Three beaming up.

[ Ship's Whistle ]

There's a body down there-- Sturgeon.

Bridge. Sulu. Trouble on deck nine, section two.

Crewman Green is not in his quarters.

Suppose he's going space happy?

[ Speaking Swahili ]

The creature leading you a merry chase?

Enterprise, from Kirk.

its protective coloring...

We're happy alone!

Tell Jose he'll get his chili peppers when we get there.

for a communications officer to resent the word "frequency"...

Sit down and breathe deeply, please.

to explore strange new worlds...

Maybe I'll step outside, too.

and you just... sit there.

Could it be Crater?

at your beck and call.

there's no reference to this symptom.

Is that Nancy, Doctor?

Something odd, Captain.

It's killing the Captain. Shoot it, Doctor, quickly!

Set your phaser on 1/4.

there's only one person within a 100-mile circle.

I can't. What we normally carry in our bodies is gone.

Supplies of salt...

It killed four crewmen. Now Crater.

Thank you, sir.

If you love me, make him go away.