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[Spock] They're fading.

' Nyah yah yah-yah yah Nyah yah yah-yah yah '

Study, study, study,

Somewhere, up in the sky,

- He's telling the truth. - They're Grups!

That was some foolie, Maurice.

According to their life prolongation plan,

when the teacher tries to punish some one and they are mentally unstable

One by one, they got the disease,

There couldn't be any doubt about what you found here?

Captain's Log, stardate 2717.3--

I agree. Bickering is pointless.

It spreads real fast. I know.

Communicators, Captain...

- You want to go someplace with me? - Sure.

There's no adult interpretation. I think we're dealing with children,

Is he dead, Mr. Spock?

- Take me there? - That's a bad place.

They have such little time to do this dumb thing of theirs--

which apparently is an exact duplicate of the Earth.

' Nyah yah yah-yah yah '

study study study

Back on the ship, I used to try to get you to look at my legs.

We can help you!

Just like it did with the Grups.

NOT ONE... TWO.

- Look at it! It's in you! - No!

This fellow made these notes

I think children have an instinctive need for adults.

We've got to have those communicators.

- Still no response, communications? - None, Captain.