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The Vulcan never lived who had an ounce of integrity.

but you're all going back to the settlement with me,

i am the fifth beatle

Contact DeSalle. Have him meet you here.

What about us? Can we afford to send people down

and broadcast over the communicator?

It isn't every first officer who gets to belt his captain.

All I get is dead air. Shall I continue?

We couldn't have anything together there.

I can only contact the surface of the planet.

Of course we can't remove the colony. It would be wrong.

We have been ordered by Starfleet Command

I've lost them too.

Your father was a computer, like his son.

Mr. Spock's feelings were never expressed to me.

And you know what his readings were?

I think we'd like to get some work done.

You know, we can't come back onboard once the last of us has left.

I've been transmitting a contact signal

- Sorry, DeSalle. - What do you think you're doing?

...just how big this ship really is, how quiet.

Come to think of it,

Mr. Sulu understands, don't you, Mr. Sulu?

No vehicles, no weapons.

Standard orbit, Mr. Painter.

- You're being unreasonable. - Well, nevertheless. Excuse me.

Coordination, excellent.

Not anymore, of course. We don't need you. Not as a doctor.

That's true, sir. They've got a variety of crops in. Grains, potatoes, beans.

- I didn't say that. - You said that. L...

Captain's log, stardate 3417.3.

Yes, I'm... I'm quite well.

Space, the final frontier.

If a man is exposed long enough, he dies.

If disease were to strike one group,

to evacuate all personnel from this colony.