Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How do you feel, Jim?
Acknowledged. Continue the search.
YES, I KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING.
to read top indicator.
on base cycle stunning force.
No word from Mister Solo, sir.
How much time do they have left?
McCoy, he's fooled you.
Transporter Technician Wilson found injured near the captain's cabin.
Well, in that case, if you'll excuse the intrusion, captain,
I'd like the chance to explain it to you.
Just a minute, Janice.
...you're no different than anyone else.
Well, our good doctor said
- It wasn't me. - It was you, sir.
We've located the trouble. It shouldn't be much longer.
Geological Technician Fisher, ready to beam up.
His negative side, which you call hostility, lust, violence.
I'll tell him you were properly annoyed.
It's my ship! My ship! It's mine!
- What can I do for you, Jim? - I said give me the brandy!
You know who I am.
The hand's much better, sir.
You can't afford the luxury of being anything less than perfect.
Business has been lousy. What'd you do,
- and you started talking about us. - Us?
he can't be killed.
Is there something I can do for you, captain?
you're rapidly losing the power of decision.
Your intelligence would enable you to survive as well.
The lower levels.
I can't.
My yeoman said that?
Being split in two halves is no theory with me, doctor.