Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We'll land in the vicinity of the distress signal now being received.
I presume my calculations are correct.
I don't think so.
I'll just tell her one of you fell down and got hurt.
Children, captain. Lots of them.
Do you really?
Bonk, bonk! Bonk, bonk! Bonk, bonk! Bonk, bonk!
- And truant officers, I presume. - They'll be all right.
We need them to talk to the ship.
Data has been fed into the computers, Mr. Spock. Stand by.
- But, captain, if you become too ill... - My orders still stand, lieutenant.
I wouldn't examine that dream too closely, Yeoman.
"What if they get sick? Who takes care of them?
which sent out the signals that drew us to this planet.
unless you let me help you.
The communicators, captain.
Are you certain about the time we have left?
Mass, 6 times 10-to-the-21 st-power tons.
I disregard these last entries. He said himself he was too sick,
means a death sentence.
McCoy injected himself Saves the day
What's your name?
Fibber! Fibber! Fibber! Fibber!
You know, I bet they'll be able to do it with one person less.
Of course, those are the early symptoms. There'll be more.
Captain's log, stardate 2713.5:
- Listen to him. - You listen, Miri!
Very pretty.
And we've just wasted a minute.
Please.
Yes.
Dr. McCoy's bio-computer and a portable electronic microscope
- You're not supposed to be here. - I know.
She likes you, Jim.
- All right, Jim. - Thank you.
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we have made an astonishing discovery:
Three hours, 11 minutes left. Thank you, lieutenant.
They're gone.
- Answers it very well. - Children who never age.