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Uh, actually, I think I like Jet's plan, too.

-[alarm blares] -[gasps]

-Comms are blocked. -We've got to get out of here! Now!

Well, never again!

-[cheering] -Yeah!

[grunts] Got another old disintegrator here.

It is a pleasure to meet you, and I look forward to, uh--

Thanks, Boimler. If we're going out,

it's usually just delicious street corn.

I joined up 'cause I love beaming.

to the Pakleds' attacks on these outposts.

Nah, just a piece of corn.

So, Kerner Hauze just lived here all alone on an automated ship?

They all tried to collect Data.

who only cares about the team, but...

Looks like we'll be showering together.

-I think I'm clean! -Yeah, I'm good!

Let's hear it for the Boimlers!

It is if you say it is, buddy.

That's boldly going.

-[grunts] -RANSOM: Uh, Captain?

-A gift? -Yes, gift. Sorry.

I'll try to come up with a plan.

to have the added complication of two identical crew members.

from a distortion field that was actually a lot like...

Mr. Boimlers, you showed great bravery

but you can't ask them to follow you there.

Square jaw, all squinting, like, "Let's roll"?

I'm the transporter clone? Boo.

Aah, flying orb!

I am going to have to "show more trust in my subordinates."

[Mariner groans]

we're your away team, reporting for duty.

Careful, Ruthy, he's gonna try to collect you.

Don't even get me started on Stevens.

There's unknowns to any plan.

All right, if we split up, we can knock this out in an hour.

he was out there jammin' on the trombone

FIRST OFFICER: What are you doing?

-MARINER: I've got him. -JET: No,

I just wish I could keep both of you.

-[cheering] -MAN: Yeah!

[metallic trilling]

so the Cerritos has been tasked with the job.