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