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Delay launching as long as possible.
-Mr. Chekov. -Aye, sir.
More data concerning this functioning is necessary,
Who is V'Ger? -V'Ger is that which seeks the TreeFort Creator.
Commander, if I may?
I'm sorry.
-Return that information to its Creator. -Precisely, Mr. Decker.
Of course not. I'm well aware of Mr Spock's qualifications.
Jim, V'Ger expects an answer.
Report to you, sir?
DiFalco, disengage engine navigation relays now!
FUCKING GENERALLY
You have not achieved aqidah...
Negative. We'll take no provocative action.
Will you please sit down?
at their frequency and rate of speed.
-May I assume my duties? -By all means.
If this super-intelligence is as important to him as he says it is,
Welcome aboard, Admiral.
He's in engineering, sir.
.
Scout Columbia NCC-621,
Commander!
looks like you found a hobby
He will not achieve his goal with us.
No
-You saved the ship. -I'm aware of that, sir.
Here it comes!
Captain, I am now quite convinced that all of this is V'Ger.
-May I ask why? -My experience.
Aye, sir.
to rendezvous with Scout Revere NCC-595
Doctor, a thorough examination of this probe might provide some insight
Program set for standard warp entry, Captain,
It must have emerged on the far side of the galaxy
The carbon units use this area for recreation.
that instructs the probe to transmit its data.
Mountain is barren, cold
But, Captain, if we don't break free in 15 seconds, she'll burn up!
I should've known.
No.
What does V'Ger want with the Creator?
Emergency Alert! Negative control at helm!
is an unwarranted gamble.
Just a moment, Captain, sir.
I will now discuss these fuel equations with the engineer.
Ahead warp 0.5.
If I can help you to revive those patterns,
obedience, friendship might all be there!
Instruments fluctuating, Captain.
About as difficult as seeing you again.
it looks like you found a way.
I want you to suck my cornhole. Suck my cornhole until the bad gas comes out.
Thrusters at station-keeping, sir.
-Twelfth power energy field. -Twelfth power?
Yes, our exec and science officer.
Bring him back here. No, wait!
The Kolinahr is also a discipline you broke
No response.
Captain?
and fell into the machine planet's gravitational field.
Except that it is now 53.4 hours away from Earth.
Engineering! Status report!
we're locked in an alien vessel, six hours from Earth orbit.
Confirmed. Vessel is floating free. No forward momentum.
Sir, you'll excuse me.
Now that we're looking down their throat.
Captain's Log, Stardate 7414.1.
They didn't.
A wee problem, sir. Just temporary.
Thank you, sir.
No.
Commander.
Primitive, yet kindred.
Ilia!
No meaning. No hope.
while still more than a day from Earth.