Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nothing to report. We haven't located Mrs. Crater.
Professor, you're a reasonable man.
The last of its kind.
Green!
prodding and poking us with his arcane machinery.
All the halls sealed off.
Oh, a year...
so safe.
I begged you to leave.
Help me, Leonard!
I'm an illogical woman who's beginning to feel...
You were just thinking of someone like me.
Yeah, a little bit, I guess.
Will a couple of days make a difference?
Oh, I think you should.
You could learn something from Mr. Spock.
- [ Ship's Whistle ] - Dr. McCoy to the bridge.
Now there's one left.
Your attitude is laudable, but your reasoning's reckless.
Ship's surgeon McCoy and myself...
Hello.
Borgia plant listed in library record tapes
Captain's log, Stardate 1513.1.
[ Kirk ] Lieutenant Uhura to the bridge.
She's not at the quarters or the diggings.
The Earth buffalo. What about it?
Transporter room.
The rings on his face.
Aah!
Keep a tight fix on us.
Professor!
It's killing the captain! Shoot quick!
It needs salt. Move aside.
He must have been it.
Oh.
Less mouth, Darnell!
How?
Crater!
our muscles and teeth, if necessary...
Captain's log, additional.
She's a handsome woman, but hardly 25.
Cry?
Mr. Spock!
I am now certain that the violent death of my crewmen...
Oh, yes. Of course.
How strange.
Few women like my Nancy.
The transporter room is well-manned...
Captain's log, continuing.
he found you.
I'm worried about her.
You kids get off my lawn!
I'm not counting them, Bones.
He's been telling me to take these.
The answer lies with Professor Crater.
You hear that, Kirk? Or you'll have to kill me.
A nickname I gave Leonard