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Earth-type radio signals coming from a planet
I wouldn't lie to you.
yelling, hurting, burning.
In the distant reaches of our galaxy, we have made an astonishing discovery--
No colonies or vessels out this far.
for a pretty young woman.
I would say, Captain, approximately 1 960.
Her name was Louise.
[McCoy] She likes you, Jim.
pretty name...
There won't be anything...
They'll be all right.
That creature which attacked us was certainly no child.
have been beamed down from the Enterprise.
that yeoman-- that's one person less to start off with.
Yes. They died,
Children, Captain, lots of them.
No, I don't feel all right!
What's the matter with you? How should I know?
Give me those communicators before it's too late.
She was just a little bit older than I am when it happened.
It's already starting. I knew it would.
1 00 years? And only one month?
The disease is working on each of us according to Dr. McCoy's prediction.
You, your friends,
Yes, I know that. Them and their pills and things.
and without the computers, we don't have a chance.
I disregard these last entries.
- Me. Say it's me. - All right. You.
It's dead.
Look at the blood on my face.
Where is she, Miri? Where's Janice?
and we've just wasted a minute.
Mass--6 times 1 0 to the 2 1 st power tons.
- Yes, Doctor. Captain Kirk? - Yes, Lieutenant?
There must be records somewhere...
Of course it is.
Listen to me. Listen to me!
Measuring the planet now, Captain. It's spheroid-shaped.
It might not turn out to be very pretty.
Blood on your hands.
if they're going to have the big emergency,
Is at least 300 years older than you are, yeoman.
Even Grups ought to know that.
of the distress signals now being received.
No blah blah blah!
All the adults are dead.
More the, uh, mid-1 900s.
According to their life prolongation plan,
Miri...