Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What is this thing, Mr. Spock?
McCoy is in the heart of it.
Let's get the hell out of here
a, uh, skilled, uh,
Sieg... Heil!
Couldn't you build some form of computer aid here?
You're in the 21st Street Mission.
Excuse me, miss.
But, fortunately,
One might have said so in the first place.
No doubt, considerable human ancestry.
Small block would be sufficient,
Space, the final frontier.
Its five-year mission:
to a certain time and place
Drop those bundles and
Captain...
Seems to be fairly heavy displacement.
Walk me home?
and lose oneself in another world.
Why?
Extra! Extra! Get your morning paper!
First, I believe we have
In dosages approaching this,
putting out waves and waves
I could do with some help around here.
in with the ship's computers
And, captain...
And the same currents that swept McCoy
Good luck, gentlemen.
there was an American...missionary
You'll be sorry.
I won't kill you!
What about this place, uh...
This time be certain that the hypo accident is avoided.
Yes, sir.
They both can't be true.
I approve of hobbies, Mr. Spock.
No! Oh!
Thank you.
he has fled the ship's Bridge.
Set up a landing party. Let's go get him.
Earth's not there.
the A-bomb first.
♪ Good night, sweetheart ♪
Oh. Why?
...A planet circling that far left star on orion's belt...
Open a channel to Starfleet Command.
Why not Outer Mongolia, for that matter?
to construct a mnemonic memory circuit
she might have died right there
causing turbulent waves of space displacement.
When I keep hearing about Scottie Scheffler in the news, this pops into my head immediately….
Why not?
to seek out new life and new civilizations,