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