Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What do you think?
that is unquestionably part of what I am doing.
In case you are wondering . . .
Trilaser connector.
- They will be prevented. - You must take us.
Our apish friends didn't make these.
Do not take them to the Controller.
It's all right. Let him go!
It is not permitted again to hurt anyone.
there could be no delicate miracle that kept Spock's brain alive.
But she went into that system.
- That girl. - Aye.
hundreds of metres below the surface of planet Sigma Draconis Vll.
- Aye, sir. - No! No!
- Soon it'll be too late. - Do not take them, Kara.
Immediately after making contact with Spock's brain,
Right wrist.
or it was the most incredible design fluke in history.
They come for all like us.
No change from last reading, sir.
We wanna talk to somebody about Spock's brain, that's all.
No, it is not permitted. Never. Controller is alone, apart.
Captain!
No, no, no. I promise you.
Spock, you were on this frequency, Spock.
I can't explain it, sir.
So it is. That is the knowledge you have brought me.
And the male humanoid
You came to take back the Controller.
Do not.
What am I supposed to do?
Aye, aye, sir.
- Who are you? - I am Luma. I am Eymorg.
I can't afford to guess wrong.
- Interesting design. - I've never seen anything like her.
How is this place kept functioning by the primitive minds we've met?
Right forefinger.
No surface consumption, no generation of energy.
I'm trying to thread a needle with a sledgehammer.
No wonder the Morgs are so obedient and terrified.
We serve Controller. No other is permitted near.
Mental faculties down here seem to be almost atrophied because of non-use.
Indeed, captain,
You must put back what you have taken!
You do not belong here. You are not Morg.
All this shouldn't have been done for you.
Dr. McCoy must have told you
You must restore with that knowledge