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but you must surely realise you can't announce the full truth to the crew.
He says the impostor attacked him,
We think we may have found an answer.
Are there any scratches?
The search parties, captain.
we don't dare send Mr. Sulu and the landing party up.
Captain's log, stardate 1672.1.
He's dead, Jim.
Crypto’s dead, Jim
Can't last much longer.
It might profit you to let Dr. McCoy give you the once-over.
Condition of landing party, critical.
- Cut my hand. - Let's see.
Part of what he is makes you the man you are.
Captain?
We just can't leave those four men down there.
inside myself.
- Kirk here. - Mr. Scott, sir,
You can go now, yeoman.
No time.
Kirk here.
Oh, yes, yes.
Yeah.
Specimen-gathering mission on planet Alfa 177.
I'm the captain! Don't you understand? I'm captain of this ship!
Judging from my observations, captain,
- Yes. - There shouldn't be
We've both been...
We won't know until we get a full postmortem.
I've seen a part of myself no man should ever see.
And yet, it's me.
There can't be any chance of him being killed.
Don't make me.
That the search parties are to capture you?
Autopsy in depth. Hurry.