Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right. On my way.

Sun spectral type, Gamma 9.

He has been drawing on his own skills in surgical techniques

- No, sir. - Yet one of them accomplished it.

apparently pumping blood,

- You are not Morg. You are stranger. - I saw you on my ship.

- Third Class-M planet, Mr. Chekov? - Number VI.

Take me to the one in charge, I wish to speak to him.

Have you returned to the Enterprise?

It would be a miracle if they had developed it.

Yes. For instance, above it's cold and harsh.

You will find another Controller.

She may not remember or even really know.

He is our friend. You must take us to him. We beg you.

Jim, it's no use.

- His brain is gone. - His what?

You are not the others?

What a way to maintain control over a man.

Is that you, Dr. McCoy, and are you with the captain?

What was it he said? Pain and delight?

Disassociation could be complete.

It seems unlikely that I shall be able to get to you.

Captain, I've got something but I can't quite get a fix on it.

If I guess wrong, Mr. Spock is dead.

- Yes. - Captain,

Spock, we don't have time for that.

- what you have taken. - No!

- Who controls this complex? - Control?

Ship's log. Lieutenant Sulu recording.

But the energy. Regular. It's there.

Captain, you might lose the doctor that way.

There she is. That's the one. What have you done with Spock's brain?

here we go on nooo

Spock's body is much more dependent

For 15 hours and 20 minutes, we have been following the ion trail