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That is our joint heritage, is it not?
Lay in a course for Argana II, navigator. Mr. Scott.
Not until I know what happened to the captain.
You will proceed on course,
Phaser crews ready. Sensors reading zero.
Computers don't kill a half a million people.
- Yes, go on. - The moment contact is broken,
Oh, what are you doing?
And I'm responsible for the success of this mission.
What I want or don't want has nothing to do with it. Escalation is automatic.
Don't sound so incredulous, captain.
We get them out.
Anything else?
A special representative.
Knock her down and sit on her, if necessary. This is a killing situation.
Yes, you're quite right.
Contact Vendikar.
You give me no choice, captain.
Aye, captain. Are you all right?
You can either wage it with real weapons,
Hold it!
My life is as dear to me as yours is to you, captain.
Special ambassador for the United Federation of Planets.
- How do I get to the War Room? - No!
Aye. The haggis is in the fire for sure, but I'll not lower my defences
A man like that would have preferred to die fighting.
We must establish diplomatic relations at all cost.
Diplomats.
We will make arrangements to receive you.
We'll try to take it easy, but if we're forced to kill...
I now exercise it.
Yet you say you are at war. There is no evidence of this.
Is that all it means to you?
has endangered the entire success of this mission!
- Final sensor readings? - No hostility directed toward us.
Just as it happened 50 years ago.
You conceal it very well. Mr. Spock?
We make the real thing, councilman.
Now in standard orbit around planet Eminiar Vll.
Sir, we have completely scanned your planet.