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Of course not. We're here, aren't we?
Dead.
Who die when they enter adolescence.
Just like it did with the grups.
We hid, then they were gone.
Miri.
I REMEMBER, JAHN, THE WAY IT WAS --
Mr. Spock.
I double dare you.
to boldly go where no man has gone before.
We'll beam down. Alert security.
No, you got the wrong game. A teacher, I told you.
It's almost like a dream.
Beam down a bio-computer and a portable electronic microscope.
which apparently is an exact duplicate of the Earth.
Look at the blood on my face. Now look at your hands.
Miri.
"Intermediate experimentation report project on life...
The hurting, the killing...
BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS.
Oh, Jim.
Glandular, post-pubescent. It could be.
Readings indicate that natural deterioration has been taking place
Do you know any buildings where the doctors used to work?
Another Earth.
Study, study, study! Or bonk, bonk, bad kid.
Eternal childhood filled with play, no responsibilities.
It's illogical. It does not follow.
Do you have a name too?
Is it not possible that these children here,
Bonk, bonk! Bonk, bonk! Bonk, bonk! Bonk, bonk!
- I only want to talk to you. - No, don't, don't hurt...
We can't wait for those communicators any longer.
...they'd be all alone.
.
Because if we don't talk to the ship...
What are you gonna do with me?
- No. - Okay, then.
- Anything? You? - No. Nothing.
of the human cell immeasurably.
I did. Why do you think I brought him here?
Or there won't be anything left at all.
- Tell them, Jim. - "Tell them, Jim."
I'm not gonna hurt you.
NO "DA DA DA!"!
what's your name? mergim en vacances:
Burning and yelling, hurting people.
But do you know what they were up to?
I know what we've gotta do.
- Like animals, only children. - Miri said all the adults died.