Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

three, two, one.
Most definitely.
T minus 60 and counting.
Flight Control, we have boosted destruct signal.
One hundred fifty.
They're the product of generations of training for this mission.
Who do you think you are? Let go!
Profession: Secretary. Employed by 347 and 201.
I'm aware of that. But I must know if he's lying.
South Africa Ground Station
Out.
Transporter Room to captain.
Please break in at any time with analysis of that information.
Phasers on stun.
Current Earth crises would fill a tape bank, captain.
These were all they were carrying.
That just doesn't make sense.
Scott here.
I find myself strangely drawn to it.
Its five-year mission: To explore strange, new worlds,
T minus 45 and counting.
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One hundred eighty miles.
Our star maps show no habitable planets in that area of the galaxy.
No?
The 20th century had no such...
The slightest possible charges will be brought against you
I'm afraid we can't reveal everything we know, Mr. Seven.
somewhat larger star-shaped mark on her...
Ignition. We have ignition.
I could get even closer.
She hasn't destructed herself.
Specify locations of Agents 201 and 347.
You just sit right down right there and have a little nap.
- Identify self. - Simply check my voice pattern.
Give me Security. Identification check.
Repeat. Destruct is not working. She's still up there.
the mission was completed.