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Strong enough to eat machinery?
- I beg your pardon, sir? - You heard me.
No, none. It's outdated. But we've never had any trouble with it.
Retard mechanism Lmoa
Please proceed with extreme caution.
How much longer, Scotty?
He's a healer, let him heal.
especially since the colonists are armed only with phaser one.
Sensors gave us an unusually rich pergium reading.
They're all through here, all over the place.
Captain, if we could force another appearance of this creature...
Not only pergium, whatever you want:
- Can you help it? - Helped it? I cured it.
What is that, a plea for us not to kill it?
We must get production going again.
of all the drifts, galleries, tunnels.
They're eggs, aren't they?
It is vitally important that we get this installation back into production.
We must have that pergium.
The Horta has a very logical mind.
Tell her our proposition.
Are you certain? Sure. Are you certain? Sure.
The end of life.
A Horta.
Starship, phaser banks...
Those round silicon nodules
Far too many to be cut by the one creature in an ordinary lifetime.
Capture it? I don't recall giving any such order.
Commander...
Get together what you need and beam down here with it.
Lewis, Vinci, take your men out.
Mr. Spock, we need that retardation mechanism.
I found the unit in there. It's in pretty good shape.
Mr. Spock, you are second-in-command.
Ahead, warp factor 2.
Like this thing. Like this thing.
captured, if possible.
The creature must still be around.
Look at that.
Not all of them, captain.
Mr. Spock, have Lieutenant Commander Giotto
Mr. Spock,
you're aware of the Vulcan technique of the joining of two minds.
almost as if he'd been thrown into a vat of extremely corrosive acid.
I'm a doctor, not a savior
- Hundreds of them. - Indeed.
our people will remove the minerals,
This is Ed Appel, chief processing engineer.
They digest rock. They tunnel for nourishment.
Come on.
It merely seems a pity.
Death is welcome.
it would have to have some form of natural armour plating.
Mr. Spock and I will control the operation
at a considerable distance,
- Can you fix it again? - Negative, captain. It's gone for good.