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We appeal to you in the name of civilization.

Tricorder readings, Mr. Spock: life detection.

However, none has ever been recorded.

yet I would trade them all for a hand phaser,

We feel there may be hope for your kind.

- Mr. Depaul. - Yes, sir.

I--I tried to signal them. We called up.

Same as the alien, Captain.

I merely suggested that a regard for sentient--

Your captain is losing his battle.

We'll hold out here.

After you touched off your primitive cannon, Captain,

Range is 1700...

Appear she aded toward a largely unexplored section of the galaxy.

We would suggest you make...

This is no drill.

We urgently desire a conference.

Notice the substance encrusting that rock.

what is it, captain? cestus III has been destroyed.

You will be taken there...

[Male Voice] We are the Metrons.

He probably wants additional advice.

Its five-year mission--

- You saw what happened down there? - Most of it.

We will contact you when we are ready.

Alert status. All weaponsat operational ready.

to go his way unharmed.

[Growling, Hissing]

Captain's log, supplement.

to construct weapons lethal enough to destroy the other,

and the Enterprise--

That's not a Lizard!!!

Lieutenant Uhura, have sensors learned anything...

Captain James Kirk.

Range is 1810...

I am the Gorn!!!

Damage Control, report.

Just plot a course for us back to Cestus III.

Living creatures, but not human.

and placed on the surface of an asteroid,

Admit it to yourself!

I'd make it 1,200 yards,

Shock, radiation burns, internal injuries for certain.